green_apples: (like grains of sand)
In the interest of not losing these and also because they comprise the entirety of my fanfic production in the whole of last year, here are the prompts I filled in that glorious meme of yore. They've both undergone some polishing but remain unbeta'd.

The one with the camp fire, NC-17. In response to this prompt. 

er, there's a camp fire.  )

Untitled. May straddle the line between R and NC-17, if there is such a line. Let's call it R and move on, shall we? This was the prompt. 

I would rather that my spark should burn out in a brilliant blaze than it should be stifled by dry rot. )


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so green
...and she whispered close, can you hear the ocean? as she leaned her ear against a shotgun shell...

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