1sent prompts (theme set Beta)

[charmprince]

#01 - Walking#02 - Waltz#03 - Wishes#04 - Wonder#05 - Worry#06 - Whimsy#07 - Waste/Wasteland#08 - Whiskey and rum#09 - War#10 - Weddings#11 - Birthday#12 - Blessing #13 - Bias#14 - Burning#15 - Breathing#16 - Breaking#17 - Belief#18 - Balloon#19 - Balcony#20 - Bane#21 - Quiet #22 - Quirks#23 - Question#24 - Quarrel#25 - Quitting#26 - Jump#27 -

Comments

[dreamofrapture]

Ohai, wrong account because I'm lazy~

Tyki & Asellus and..... let's go with a hard one. Virtuous.

[charmprince]

why would you throw me something so difficult lmfao I'M ON IT

[dreamofrapture]

Well if it wasn't that one, it was going to be whiskey and rum.

But that would be predictable.

[charmprince]

lmfao yeah just a bit.

1 sentence is harder than you'd think it would be when you have a billion things to say!!! :c

[rideonmyharley]

Yohji and Asellus - defeat.

[charmprince]

Defeat-- Like the self-fulfilling prophecies they'd always been, in the war between the heads and the hearts of both Yohji and Asellus, there were no winners; his need to save at all costs, to atone for his sins and her hatred of sacrifice and the duties that haunted her, as well as their pasts like heavy mantles on their shoulders and the blood staining their hands meant that even if they could get over the ghosts that held them back, their hands were too copper-slick to do anything but slip out of one anothers', again and again.

[rideonmyharley]

Bawww. Very nice and sad.

[thenobledie]

asellus, belief.
and shirley, wasteland.
and shirley, nuance.
and her aunt, wishes.

[charmprince]

Belief-- For all her practiced cynicism, for all the incidents in the past that should have taught her to throw those rose-colored glasses away, Asellus' life was a constant lesson in the nature of faith, a struggle to be what everyone, including herself, believed she could never be, to find that path that she was the unwitting symbol of; sometimes she faltered, and often her trust ended up misplaced, but for all the pain it had brought her, Asellus found she could never stop believing.Wasteland-- In the aftermath of the battle, when there were bodies discarded like careless dandelion seeds and the blood stained the ground to the color and consistency of red clay, as the night fell over the forces' makeshift camp and campfires sprung up, fire lilies in the deepening twilight, Asellus sat and let Shirley bandage her wounds, even as she refused to allow the dragoon to cast anything on her, and as she looked into the fire she could feel it: the knowledge that the day would come, and soon, when the woman who held the spark that could set

[thenobledie]

i love them all. ):

for Megan-- plurk request

[charmprince]

Waltz-- It wasn't a courtly pavane, or the stately play of words that she was used to from the people back home-- often Hiko stepped on toes and trod on feelings and generally made a huge assholeish oaf of himself-- but sometimes there was a certain 1-2-3-4 rhythm to their bickering, an easy tit-for-tat, that Asellus fell into as easily as she would the steps of a dance she'd known her entire life; even if he made her want to strangle him with that stupid cape, or if she pushed his patience to the breaking point and made him want to shove her into the kiln, there was no denying the easiness of that dance, and it was a little on the addicting side, to begin it over and over again.

For Amanda-- plurk request

[charmprince]

Bane-- "And here's wolfsbane," she asks, handing the blueish blooms over with care-- very poisonous, even for its protective properties, she rarely worked with the stuff but when Dean mentioned wanting to look into a vampire clan nearby, she felt compelled to help out, even if it meant wandering into the forests and wearing three sets of gloves to make sure she didn't bring the poison into Haze; his eyebrows raised, though he said nothing-- for once--, and she fidgeted and told him to shut up, she heard it would help.