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[rubykate]

That first lines meme everyone's doing... I plan to be doing some drabbles for it myself soon, so look out for those!

I'm having a bad week, so drabbles will cheer me up :D

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to write a drabble with the same first line (from any of the lines listed below), and leave it in my comments here. It doesn'

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[seventines]

Hannah Abbot seems to have a different colour hair ribbon for every day of the week. When Ginny sees a blue ribbon caught on a thorn outside the greenhouse and it’s Tuesday, she puts it in her pocket. The yellow ribbon on Thursday is more difficult, the lake water offers it to her and pulls it away, until the toes of her shoes are damp. On Saturday evening, she puts the red velvet ribbon in her pocket and runs her hand down the loosened plait. The silky hair strokes her palm like the promise of a dream in the dark.

Thanks for asking for drabbles - I'm getting addicted to this 100 word thing :D

[rubykate]

So pretty! such nice imagery, I like it! :)

thanks! :D

[lynnxlady]

Longer than drabbles are supposed to be. Will do this later, it looks like fun!

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Rinoa is sixteen when she finds out what love at first sight means. It is blond hair and smirking lips and the sort of fire that burns out too quickly, and desire running crazy between her thighs.

She is eighteen when she finds out what it is to be married. It is dark hair and firm lips that tend more toward thoughtful frowns than wild smirks; it is solid and reliable and forever. She never loses herself in him but maybe it’s better that way.

She stands on the brink of thirty when she learns what it is to be crushed, broken, and she knew these things didn’t last that long, knew death was following them ever since they got so lucky and slipped from between its fingers

[rubykate]

I love the whole R/S/S triangle :D and you describe it so well!

That Rinoa/Seifer I promised you is done, btw, I'm just waiting to hear from my beta! I'm really pleased with it.

[lynnxlady]

Mmmm, I can't wait for the Rinoa/Seifer! ^_^ I'm sure it's delicious.

[nest_freemark]

I wrote Olsencest for you! <3 Hope your week gets better. *hugs*

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Ashley has been looking after Mary-Kate for as long as she can remember. It’s pretty obvious now that she hasn’t been doing a very good job.

There’s no amount of make-up, no expensive clothes, and no miracle cures that can hide the condition her sister is in.

Everything is going for the better. That’s what the outside world gets to hear. Sometimes Ashley can almost believe it herself, but one look at her sister and reality hits her like a tidal wave. Something is wrong when your sister is never hungry, but you don’t remember when you last saw her eat.

Ashley offers a grape, already knowing the answer. Mary-Kate tries to make her forget, bony arms twining around Ashley’s body.

“There’s something I’m hungry for.” It’s hard to be seductive when you’re so high that you don’t know which day of the week it is.

But Ashley doesn’t say no. There’s nothing she wouldn’t do for her sister.

[rubykate]

eee! :D you're lovely!

this is very sweet <3 i like your characterisation, and the way mary-kate is trying to make ashley forget.

[qurinas]

Wooo!! Heavier topic than I expected, but kick ass. Yay Twin-cest! ;)

[rubykate]

I love Olsencest :D

The Dreams in Which I'm Dying - Pansy/Bellatrix.

[instrumentality]

Pansy often dreams about death. They (the ubiquitous, all-powerful they, who somehow manage to annoy her more than any living person) say that it's impossible to actually die in a dream, that the body will instinctually awaken itself before impact, but that only goes to show just how much they know about anything.

She has felt her body shatter against razor sharp, tooth-jagged rocks; she has marked the last breath of air to leave her lungs before drowning, watched in wonder as cruel poisons melted the flesh from her bones. Death Eater, she often finds herself thinking when she does awaken, rather surprised to feel a pulse still beating against the smooth skin of her neck - it's a ridiculous name, like a child's secret society, a hastily-scribbled note pinned to the door of a tree fort. Hard to be afraid of death when you experience it every night

Re: The Dreams in Which I'm Dying - Pansy/Bellatrix.

[rubykate]

ooh, that's very beautiful! i love it! <3

[katho]

Ron first kisses Ginny in a summer that feels like the end of their childhood -- the one before he goes away to school and they have to say goodbye for the first time. It is a goodbye kiss, accomplished sneakily behind Percy's back in the train station when no one else is watching -- Percy is te4lling mum to stop fussing and the tiwns are off getting into trouble. The kiss is barely worthy of the name and is over before it's begun -- started because Ron cannot really tell Ginny he'll miss her and have it not sound idiotic. So he kisses her and leaves her, finiding a new friend on a train and a life beyond a crowded house in the country.

When Ginny runs after the train, she thinks that this summer feels like the end of her childhood because it is.

[rubykate]

Ooh, that's lovely, the last line especially! a lovely idea about a sneaky kiss in the station! it's very ginny, somehow!

[katho]

:P Poor gin.