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color me all colors baby, i know who you are
Hi! Hello! Howdy!
Life. Oh, life. So, the biggest thing is that I got a promotion. It's kind of cool! I'm now project management support for this big piece of legislation that has to be implemented throughout the county and I'm going to be the person on the other end of the phone telling people (nicely) to please get your stuff done. Eeeeee! There's a raise an everything. I'm a little frazzled. *twitches*
I've just started watching BBC's Musketeers and it's DELIGHTFUL.
I...have not been writing, which sucks. So... MEME!
Leave me a prompt, a pairing or a charactor, and a fandom and I will write you a three line fic. Throw anyone at me! Help me write! :D
Life. Oh, life. So, the biggest thing is that I got a promotion. It's kind of cool! I'm now project management support for this big piece of legislation that has to be implemented throughout the county and I'm going to be the person on the other end of the phone telling people (nicely) to please get your stuff done. Eeeeee! There's a raise an everything. I'm a little frazzled. *twitches*
I've just started watching BBC's Musketeers and it's DELIGHTFUL.
I...have not been writing, which sucks. So... MEME!
Leave me a prompt, a pairing or a charactor, and a fandom and I will write you a three line fic. Throw anyone at me! Help me write! :D
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Milday de Winter/Athos, the devil could never love hell the way I love you.
Constance/d'Artagnan, I once knew a girl in the years of my youth, with eyes like the summer all beauty and truth.
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She is fully capable of going entire days without thinking of him. Days where she occupies her mind with schemes and practice and travel and reading and bartering; his presence nothing more than a whisper of a shadow on the edges of her thoughts, the tease of a familiar scent on the breeze, the faint burn of a good wine on her tongue.
When she allows herself to remember, it is the sweetest of reliefs and she nearly gasps as the bindings she'd wrapped so tightly around her mind loosen. She hates him, she hates him, she hates him and oh, why it is the loveliest thing in the world to think of him?
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