The Littlest Fairy

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Name: Ardy
Piece/Story:The Littlest Fairy
Colors: Fire Opal 17 (break down any wall); Angel Cake 18 (inspiration)
Styles/Supplies: Graffiti (Midsummer Night’s Dream prompt)
Word Count: 1094
Ratings/Warnings: G; None

Gilly was a tiny fairy among all the tiny fairy folk--she was so young, she had yet to grow her wings! But that wasn’t the half of her trouble. Her older sisters used to mock everything about her. Their parents were so proud of them, being respectable, troublemaking fairies: they would go out every night in their artfully ripped dresses and tall beetle-hide boots, coming back when dawn was well-underway to report on the livestock they harassed, the crops they ruined, and the babies they had spirited out of their cribs.

Little Gilly longed to go with them, but they never would let her. “She’ll spoil our fun!” they whined. “She’s such a ninny! Let her go play with her little blossoms!” For out of her whole family, she was the only one who liked to watch things grow instead of die.

( And that's a rather tough spot to be in. )

Surgical Steel #7; Bone #19; Angel Cake #20

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Name: Ardy
Piece/Story: Help Me Wrestle the Unseen/Blood Saint
Colors: Surgical Steel 7 (scrubs); Bone 19 ((im)mortality); Angel Cake 20 ( And even they may not look directly upon God)
Styles/Supplies: Graffiti (Surgical Steel and Bone for Summer of Whump)
Word Count: 1198
Ratings/Warnings: PG - language, death/afterlife is discussed; No standard warnings apply
Notes: I swear actual vampires show up in this story at some point.

“Hey, lady! You’re late.” Vidisha tried to look stern, pointing at the clock in our locker room.

“I’m sorry! I forgot my clothes!” It took me a frustrating number of tries to get my locker open. I threw my bag in and began changing rapidly.

She chuckled, her tone singsong with the much-used cliche. “You would forget your head if it weren’t attached.”

“I...” Everything screeched to a halt for a moment as I wracked my brain. The smirk I had ready for the retort that never materialized turned glum. “Yep.”

Vidisha stopped mid-air on her imaginary drum kit. “... That’s not exactly one of your signature ba-dum-swish moments.”

“Kind of having one of those days...” I walked over to the mirror as I dressed. The navy scrubs emblazoned with our college crest in gold were comfortable, if not exactly the most tailored things. The most professional pajamas known to humankind.

( And I am a fan of pajamas. And the cosmos. )

Bone #13; Fever Red #21, Angel Cake #4

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Name: Ardy
Piece/Story: Hello There, the Angel of my Nightmares/Blood Saint
Colors: Bone 13 (scattered remains); Fever Red 21 (dizzy); Angel Cake 4 (Holy)
Styles/Supplies: Graffiti (Fever Red and Bone for Summer of Whump)
Word Count: 1363
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13 - gore; No warnings that I know of
Notes: Luke is slightly different in "real life" from the flawless, sage older brother Annie sees in him.

“What a mess.” Luke kept his tone calm and professional, though his innards were churning.

( Explosions, angels, and an ailing sister in the same day. )

Summertime Blues (special) #1, Bone #1: Family Expectations

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Name: Tom (serpentine)
Title: Family Expectations
Universe: starikov_chronicles
Colors: Summertime Blues (Special Color) #1 - L'esprit de l'escalier; Bone #1 - corpse road
Supplies and Styles: seed beads, novelty beads (Never again)
Word Count: 332
Rating: PG
Warnings: Discussion of dysfunctional family.

Summary: Sofiya talks about why she left her family.
Notes: Written for my lint roller. finch asked Sofiya, "What were you afraid to tell your family?"

( Family Expectations )

The Dream of the Lake

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Name: Clare
Story: Extranormal Crimes
Colors: Antique Brass 5, No, hey, hey, you know what? She's pretty scary. If we hadn't found something, she probably would have glared us to death.; Fire Opal 18, Hell or high water
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Midsummer Night's Dream prompt [NSFW]), acrylic
Word Count: 2,479
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Seductive faeries!
Notes: This would appear to be a fairly early Extranormal Crimes case, before the team members know each other or their powers all that well.

( Read more... )

Quill Grey 12: The Hunt

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Author: Kat
Title: The Hunt
Story: In the Heart -- Fairy Tale AU
Colors: Quill grey 12 (Writing is my time machine, takes me to the precise time and place I belong. - Jeb Dickerson) with kana's paint-by-numbers (Lost & Found)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Midsummer Night's Dream prompt), fingerpainting (attempted imitation of the Arabian Nights), seed beads, eraser (Fairy Tale AU), novelty beads (Thousands of doors, opening all at once.), glue (Don't worry about explaining your internal process. Instead, observe your reactions but keep them to yourself for now.), chalk (walking through a sandstorm), nubs (from Sand and Snow.
Word Count: 330
Rating: G
Summary: Something draws the prince into the desert.
Warnings: None.
Notes: Thought I was going to have to mulligan on this one. Good thing Alan spoke up.

( The Hunt )