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fic: 'twere somewhat strange to see the waters burn
'TWERE SOMEWHAT STRANGE TO SEE THE WATERS BURN
history/rpf. lord byron/augusta leigh. pg-13. Bruises come up on her thighs and he has a scar from her piece of glass but it doesn't happen, it finishes and then it ceases to exist, it's a dream, it's something that has nothing to do with either of them. 1700 words. I'm kind of iffy about this as a ( Read more... ) -
fic: how i lose myself in a shadow cast (pre raphaelites)
HOW I LOSE MYSELF IN A SHADOW CAST.
pg-13. pre raphaelite au. 2414 words. siddal/rossetti. He’s relieved to be alone, which isn’t very romantic, but you see, it’s not that he doesn’t love her-when there’s something that’s that hard, that intense, that tears that many pieces out of you, it’s a relief to get away from it, to be on your own, to not be ( Read more... ) -
fic: burn the virgin flag (black swan)
BURN THE VIRGIN FLAG
pg-13. black swan. 1191 words. beth. beth/tomas. oh, she had the body for it yes thin like laudanum with the thighs that curved inward but aren’t ballet girls supposed to be different?
( She thought of Anna Karenina when she was walking into traffic. ) -
fic: here's my dress to try on/let me be your man (pre raphaelites)
Okay. What am I doing? Seriously, what? *shakes head*. This fucking around with history thing is getting out of hand. Or something. Not that I'm particularly ashamed of myself or anything. For what it's worth, the two poems Christina and Lizzie reference are meant to be "In an Artist's Studio" and "Goblin Market" respectively and Lizzie's version ( Read more... ) -
fic: your neck turned so/some veil did fall (pre raphaelites)
Okay, so for a start, this is Crezia's fault. As a result of her Borgia theater au and my feverish and somewhat excessive research for a story I'm doing, I somehow got the idea that turning the pre-Raphaelites into a bunch of fashion photographer hipsters would be a good idea. And then, of course, I had to write it and this crack happened. It ( Read more... ) -
fic: daggers in their garters (borgias, lucrezia/cesare)
DAGGERS IN THEIR GARTERS. pg-13. 1009 words. Borgias. Cesare/Lucrezia ( Read more... ) -
renamed.
snapdragonrose is now petitesmorts.
