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aestivali

Finally doing this!

Dec 23, 2011 04:55

Tell me about a story I haven't written haven't started writing, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.

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aestivali December 23 2011, 05:08:57 UTC

Blenkinsop/Maltravers, lost

(This is the only angsty Blenkintravers prompt allowed. IT'S MY PARTY AND I CAN MAKE MYSELF CRY IF I WANT TO. :'D)

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:10:46 UTC

He's running desperately across the now-silent battlefield, sliding every which way in the thick mud, frantically calling his friend's name as he scans the face of every man (of every body) that he passes. But he can't find him, can't find him anywhere -

When he finds him, he doesn't recognise him.

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:12:10 UTC

Blenkinsop/Maltravers, Latin conjugations

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:12:45 UTC

"Better do our conjugations now, old bean," sighs Maltravers, picking up the Latin textbook.

Blenkinsop gives him a tired smile as he opens it to the right page, and then they begin to chant: "Amo, amas, amat..."

Their eyes meet and they fall silent, hearts suddenly beating impossibly fast.

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:14:29 UTC

Richard III/William Shakespeare, the Battle of Bosworth Field

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:32:33 UTC

"Don't leave me - don't go to this battle," Shakespeare pleads, hands clutching at Richard's shoulders. He presses their foreheads together, squeezing his own eyes shut to stop the tears escaping.

"I have to," counters Richard, his voice calm, and Shakespeare remembers why he loves him even as his heart breaks.

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:15:51 UTC

Barney Harwood/Helen Skelton, the morning after

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:16:05 UTC

There is no lie in, full of warm cuddles and sweet kisses and perhaps even a repeat of last night. Instead the car arrives, early as ever, to collect them - both of them, this time - and take them to another busy day at work.

But as they head towards whatever bizarre location they're required at today, Barney quietly takes Helen's hand and they share a soft smile.

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:19:41 UTC

Richard III, tea shop AU

aestivali December 23 2011, 05:20:09 UTC

He bakes all the cakes himself - getting up early to spend hours in the kitchen, weighing, sifting, stirring, following the recipes that he perfected himself, making every single one with love (the look on each person's face as they bite into one of his delicacies is that much sweeter when he knows it's all down to him).

He serves all the customers himself - smiling brightly at them from behind the counter, cheerful, attentive, unfailingly polite, whether they are sweet old ladies or loud American tourists or sarcastic men who sit alone to write (when they wave at him from the door and say they'll come back soon, he can't help beaming at them).

And at the end of a long day, he cleans everything up himself - washing the dishes, sweeping the floors, wiping down the tables, humming to himself as he works (this is not his favourite part, and he's always grateful when he can finally sink into bed, but he will still, as with everything, take pride in having done the job himself, and having done it well).