Wicked Gentlemen and cute creatures
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laliandraMany Things!
Bloody hell, you guys, organising the Sekrit Book Club is both fraught and fabulous. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sorry, the First Rule of Sekrit Book Club is, Don't Talk About Sekrit Book Club. If you do, come on, join in!
Tangentally, the last time![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sarahtales put up a cookie from her book I mentioned that it made me think of Alan teaching Nick with butter knives, which led disorderedmess to draw this. Cute, n'est pas? Even though it kind of shouldn't be.
The cutest thing, however, has to be the companion for Princess Micie thatcellophane_ria drew especially for me! Meet Miss Malin Mouse. She is just ADORABLE. I haven't had anything drawn for me in, well, ever. Many hearts and kudos for her <3.
Also, everyone in the world should go and read Wicked Gentlemen, by Ginn Hale. I have about half of a Review and Reasoning post done, so if you need more reasons you should have them soon. But trust me, its excellent.
I loved it, and wanted more of it, and so I wrote some fic for it, well, more of a drabble really. The book has an amazing style to it, which means that I am torn between feeling proud and worrying that it is horribly overdone and off the mark. I have never been so torn by something I've written! So please, for the sake of my sanity, tell me about it.
Its partly for Nat, who put up with me being the horrible stereotype of a writer and getting up at 2am to write some of this down. I am that cliché. I once wrote a scene on a napkin.
Title: Impact
Fandom: Wicked Gentlemen
Pairing: Belimai/Harper
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 440
A/N: For the disconnected, and for our tiny but talented fandom. Set in between "Crooked Teeth" and "Liar".
I lay there, unsure of what I should do, until I saw Harper’s hand, stark white against the blanket, and in that moment I knew.
That hand, once so perfect and pure, is now dirtied with the filth of Hells Below and bloodied with glorious, sinful vengeance. This was what The Inquisition did, took the best of you, one untainted thing that you had pinned your hopes to and then pulled it down, with the same ease and brutality as they ripped flyers from the sky.
He is braving this fetid, rotting underworld and ruining himself for good reasons and bad reasons hopelessly tangled together, and one small part of me, the part that sweeps hats into boxes and gloves into drawers, hopes that I am a reason. If that is true it is the worst reason of all, but still I wonder if when facing the Inquisition it would be with the same determination I had once, long ago, when I still had a cause, defy the Confessors for the same loyalty, born in desire and understanding. It would do him about as much good as it had me, in the end.
They would take Harper and break him, my idiotic captain with his foolish intentions and nobility, turn him from the falling star he was into a fallen angel.
The thought that started with a blinding “they cannot have him” is now a plan, fiendishly simple, a phrase that is elegant if incorrect, we fiends revel in our complexity. They want him to get to me, they shall have me instead, an unworthy replacement to be sure, but a willing sacrifice. Who would not be willing if mere destruction was the price to pay to keep such a man in this world, to remove the weight that will drag him down into darkness? This way we both get out. This way there will be scars on his hands, but they will be clean again.
I will go into the House and my skin will not burn with the scars of the engines, but with the trace of every touch it has received from those beautiful hands, marking me with something more intangible but as sweet and destructive as Ophorium. I know what I have to do, an easy choice to make in a million ways, the doing of it hard in one - the removal of myself from his side. I look at him, mouth stubborn even in sleep, and store that away in a box in my mind and then I get up.
I have no further left to fall, all that is left for me is the impact.
Bloody hell, you guys, organising the Sekrit Book Club is both fraught and fabulous. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sorry, the First Rule of Sekrit Book Club is, Don't Talk About Sekrit Book Club. If you do, come on, join in!
Tangentally, the last time
sarahtales put up a cookie from her book I mentioned that it made me think of Alan teaching Nick with butter knives, which led disorderedmess to draw this. Cute, n'est pas? Even though it kind of shouldn't be.The cutest thing, however, has to be the companion for Princess Micie that
cellophane_ria drew especially for me! Meet Miss Malin Mouse. She is just ADORABLE. I haven't had anything drawn for me in, well, ever. Many hearts and kudos for her <3. Also, everyone in the world should go and read Wicked Gentlemen, by Ginn Hale. I have about half of a Review and Reasoning post done, so if you need more reasons you should have them soon. But trust me, its excellent.
I loved it, and wanted more of it, and so I wrote some fic for it, well, more of a drabble really. The book has an amazing style to it, which means that I am torn between feeling proud and worrying that it is horribly overdone and off the mark. I have never been so torn by something I've written! So please, for the sake of my sanity, tell me about it.
Its partly for Nat, who put up with me being the horrible stereotype of a writer and getting up at 2am to write some of this down. I am that cliché. I once wrote a scene on a napkin.
Title: Impact
Fandom: Wicked Gentlemen
Pairing: Belimai/Harper
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 440
A/N: For the disconnected, and for our tiny but talented fandom. Set in between "Crooked Teeth" and "Liar".
I lay there, unsure of what I should do, until I saw Harper’s hand, stark white against the blanket, and in that moment I knew.
That hand, once so perfect and pure, is now dirtied with the filth of Hells Below and bloodied with glorious, sinful vengeance. This was what The Inquisition did, took the best of you, one untainted thing that you had pinned your hopes to and then pulled it down, with the same ease and brutality as they ripped flyers from the sky.
He is braving this fetid, rotting underworld and ruining himself for good reasons and bad reasons hopelessly tangled together, and one small part of me, the part that sweeps hats into boxes and gloves into drawers, hopes that I am a reason. If that is true it is the worst reason of all, but still I wonder if when facing the Inquisition it would be with the same determination I had once, long ago, when I still had a cause, defy the Confessors for the same loyalty, born in desire and understanding. It would do him about as much good as it had me, in the end.
They would take Harper and break him, my idiotic captain with his foolish intentions and nobility, turn him from the falling star he was into a fallen angel.
The thought that started with a blinding “they cannot have him” is now a plan, fiendishly simple, a phrase that is elegant if incorrect, we fiends revel in our complexity. They want him to get to me, they shall have me instead, an unworthy replacement to be sure, but a willing sacrifice. Who would not be willing if mere destruction was the price to pay to keep such a man in this world, to remove the weight that will drag him down into darkness? This way we both get out. This way there will be scars on his hands, but they will be clean again.
I will go into the House and my skin will not burn with the scars of the engines, but with the trace of every touch it has received from those beautiful hands, marking me with something more intangible but as sweet and destructive as Ophorium. I know what I have to do, an easy choice to make in a million ways, the doing of it hard in one - the removal of myself from his side. I look at him, mouth stubborn even in sleep, and store that away in a box in my mind and then I get up.
I have no further left to fall, all that is left for me is the impact.
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Date: 2009-01-30 05:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-01-30 11:43 pm (UTC)Thank you! I adored yours, so it kind of got me back on mine, if you see what I mean.
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Date: 2009-01-30 07:50 pm (UTC)Wicked gentlemen are still on my "to buy when exchange rate is friendlier" list, so I don't know anything about those characters, but this is a vivid, captivating piece of writing.
As someone who very often gets up at night to blindly draw something, I feel your pain. Long live the cliché...? ^^
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Date: 2009-01-30 11:49 pm (UTC)Vivid and captivating may be my most favourite words now! Thank you so much. I really worried about this one for some reason.
Yay consumed artists! The Muse strikes!
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Date: 2009-01-31 10:06 am (UTC)*dons a beret*
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Date: 2009-01-30 08:06 pm (UTC)But yes. Wonderful imagery, tone, etc etc, FABULOUS.
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Date: 2009-01-30 11:54 pm (UTC)Well, I don't know if you can get it in many bookshops. I suggest http://www.blindeyebooks.com/wicked.html, you can read the first chapter there, which will give you some clues, and I almost guarantee will make you love Ginn Hale's style. They don't charge extra for international shipping...
That is not ridiculous! People have to make me prioritise groceries over books and physically restrain me from going into every bookshop I pass...
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Date: 2009-01-31 08:35 am (UTC)Anyway, read through it again, definitely think it's worth checking out the rest of it, and will order it as soon as I get home. (I can't order it while I'm here, because already I have way too much stuff for my suitcase going back, and I need to conserve weight any way I can.)
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Date: 2009-01-31 12:34 am (UTC)♥
That last line? DED! I was waiting for that moment in Canon. Where he can't fall any further, but I saw him getting SAVED after that. NOT THIS ANGST RABBIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOE!!!! Marvelous.
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Date: 2009-01-31 12:49 am (UTC)The last line was the bit I came up with at about 1.30am and had to go write before I forgot it.
"WOE!!!! Marvelous."
Ahaha! That is sort of what I was going for! I think!
It gets more hopeful afterwards, because he thinks that he will drag Harper down with him, and it turns out that they save each other and they both get to fllllllllllly. I think it was almost a selfish decision, because he didn't think that he was anything but a short term burden to Harper, so there was nothing to be lost. I am so in love with both of them...
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Date: 2009-01-31 01:02 am (UTC)I'm gonna pretend that this was totes written for MOI and put it mah profile. :)))))))))))
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Date: 2009-01-31 01:07 am (UTC)xx
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Date: 2009-01-31 01:11 am (UTC):))))))))))))))))))))))
And I would SO join the Sekrit Book Club but I lost the PDF with the death of Jonah, my old laptop. =/
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Date: 2009-01-31 01:28 am (UTC)Would you like it? I could email it to you or something. Us Sekrit organisers totes have permission and provision for that kind of thing! Then you can play along, it will be fun!
Join us!
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Date: 2009-01-31 01:45 am (UTC)Well, then. Do you need any helps?
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Date: 2009-01-31 11:12 am (UTC)We need people to write discussion post for things.
Would you like the .pdf? Send me your email if so!
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Date: 2009-02-25 02:38 pm (UTC)I especially love this: He is braving this fetid, rotting underworld and ruining himself for good reasons and bad reasons hopelessly tangled together, and one small part of me, the part that sweeps hats into boxes and gloves into drawers, hopes that I am a reason.
And this: I have no further left to fall, all that is left for me is the impact.
Oh Belimai, you are the awesome. *sigh*
Thanks for sharing this great little fic!
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Date: 2009-02-26 10:17 am (UTC)Thank you!
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Date: 2009-04-24 12:34 pm (UTC)Oh me too. Oh Bellimai... This is an issue for me, because I am also madly in love with Captain Harper.
Oh, and your icon is gorgeous. Prettiest episode ever, right?
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Date: 2009-04-25 02:02 pm (UTC)