Dress Meme

[beckyh2112]

Give me a dress (preferably in the form of a picture), give me a character, and I will write you sexy.

One slot for everyone, two slots for the usual suspects.

MEME IS CLOSED.

Comments

[dark-puck.livejournal.com]

Song (http://i.imgur.com/Am6aB.jpg)

Yue (http://i.imgur.com/QKBCS.jpg)

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Song

[beckyh2112.livejournal.com]

Song is covered from wrist to throat to ankle, and she knows her husband's attention will not waver from her.

It's springtime. The flowers are blooming, the girls are blooming. Kanzashi hang in her hair, and her chima is the color of the first spring irises - brilliant pink. Her jeogori is the brilliant white of snow, but embroidered with the blooms of the late spring flowers - pink and purple with flickers of green leaves and stems.

This is not a custom in Ba Sing Se.

She does not normally wear silk.

Long Feng's eyes are on her, and the fingers of his hands twitch as stone hands crawl up her legs.

Re: Song

[dark-puck.livejournal.com]

*purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr*

This is absolutely delicious. <3 I love your description of the dress, and I love Long Feng's reaction. <3333

Yue

[beckyh2112.livejournal.com]

"The Moon Spirit wears white," she says.

"Only when the moon is full," her other half says. "You are maiden no longer. You may wear black."

***

In the Fire Nation, Sokka has a vision. His vision appears at one of Zuko's dances. Her hair gleams white against dark skin, the effect striking.

It strikes him in the heart.

Black cloth like clouds slides down her shoulders and hangs over her arms. She raises her hand to his, and he sees black slide back, long tails of it dangling towards the floor.

He takes her hand, and the torchlight catches on the jewels on her bodice. Or maybe the jewels give off light themselves. They glitter and gleam, bright stars against the black bodice. Some part of him wants to touch them, but he doesn't think copping a feel is going to go over well.

Zuko says stars burn, but he doesn't feel any heat as she presses up against him.

"Another dance?" she asks when the music ends, and he knows these dances aren't the ones that she came for. But he dances with her again and again, until his limbs are leaden, until he doesn't have the sense to think 'Suki' when she leads him into the garden.

Black swirls around her legs, bleeding into shadow. His knees hit the grass, and his hand hits her calf-

Black is nothing more than shadow.

Re: Yue

[dark-puck.livejournal.com]

Ooooh.

No, Sokka. Copping a feel won't go over well all.

I take it it's the new moon? :D

I very much like this one. <333

Re: Yue

[inuyatta.livejournal.com]

Stunning--both the picture and the ficlet. Honestly, I am in awe. :)