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devylish ([identity profile] devylish.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] comment_fic2014-04-25 06:08 am

It's F'Red'day... erh Friday

It's Friday!


Hello, everyone. I’m [livejournal.com profile] devylish and today's theme is red. Prompts can be your character wearing their favorite color, red and feeling good. Or your character thinks about how much they hat the color red. Red roses. Red noses... have fun :)


The rules still haven't changed:

No more than five prompts in a row.

No more than three prompts in the same fandom.

No spoilers in prompts.

If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.


Prompts should be formatted as follows:

Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt


Some examples to get the ball rolling...

+ Teen Wolf, Lydia/Derek, He was attracted to everything about her, but he was particularly drawn to her hair

+ Leverage, Parker, She didn't like the color red, she never had.

+ The Vampire Diaries, Damon or Stefan/Bonnie, When he took the bottle of Scarlet Dreams fingernail polish without a word, [she/he] knew he was whipped.


Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options

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tigriswolf: (mother)

[personal profile] tigriswolf 2014-04-25 12:58 pm (UTC)(link)

fairy tale, any peasant, princess, or nobleman's daughter, her lips red with blood

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2014-04-25 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
She was plainer than the other princesses who had come to this kingdom hoping to be favored by the wealthiest, handsomest, most courteous prince in the land. Her family had far less in land and treasure than the other princesses' too; she was less refined, less educated, less graceful than the rest.

They all whispered that she would not fit well at court, that she was no match for the elegance of the great palace.

On her wedding night, she sank her teeth into her bridegroom's shoulder, pulling forth blood as he sighed at the familiar sensation.

He kissed her then on the neck, wallowing in the lush heat of the flow of blood from her veins.

"You've made me strong," he murmured then into her ear. "How can I ever repay you?"

She smiled, lips stained red. "I only wish to be of service to your illustrious family."

He smiled back. "We shall make all of them strong, too."

[identity profile] daria234.livejournal.com 2014-04-27 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Thanks!
tigriswolf: (hope)

[personal profile] tigriswolf 2014-04-28 12:26 am (UTC)(link)

Thank you!