and i feel alive (prompts post)

[harborshore]

I went to mom's choir's Christmas concert today, and cried my way through at least six of the songs because, oh, one of the choir members did a sign language interpretation of "Silent Night" and one more song, and I can't get over her face, how expressive she was and how she was the very incarnation of joy and it was so beautiful, I can't adequately convey how beautiful it was. I'd never have thought you could recreate music with your hands, but she did. And I really liked the inclusiveness, obviously.

(Side note: when I was younger, they thought my hearing problem would get worse and I would have to learn sign language. It didn't, it went away instead and I put my hearing aids away at twelve, but I still--sign language is high on my list of things I want to learn.)



I feel like writing short-short things, so I thought I'd do one of these. It's been a while. I'll do the first five or six, depending on if my Yuletide grabs me again.

Prompt: a pairing, an AU or a crossover and a first kiss. Fandoms: BTVS, Panic, The Like, Bob, Brian, Mikey Way, Veronica Mars, DCU, Vampire Diaries, etc. You lot know what I write.

Comments

[delphinapterus.livejournal.com]

(girl!)Bob/Brian, motorcycles

Recreating music with your hands is a beautiful way to describe it. It's something I wish would be done more.

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

I've now attempted to write this about eight times, but I can't make it work. Do you want to give me a new prompt?

[delphinapterus.livejournal.com]

Would you be offended if I tried it?
New prompt..hmm... girl!Bob/Brian, stripped socks

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

dude, of course not! go for it! i really wanted to write it but, no.

that i think i can do!

[harborshore.livejournal.com]

"You know you don't have to wear them right?"

Bob turned around, one sock still in her hand. She quirked an eyebrow at Brian. "I don't have to wear what?"

"The socks."

She shrugged. "Uh, when have you ever known me to like showing skin?"

Brian looked frustrated. "No, I mean--" He slid off the bed and walked over to where she was standing, and then kneeled down.

"Are you starting something?" She asked mildly.

He slid off the sock she'd pulled on, and then kissed where her scar started. "I mean," he said, "that if you wanted, you could show off that damn scar of yours, because it's a fucking badge of honor, alright?"

Bob didn't know what to say. "I--" She touched at his hair and then tilted his face up, because she had to see what was in his eyes right now. "Of course I know that," she finally said. "I just--they're not on my skin, my experiences. I carry them in other ways."

He nodded. "Okay," he said. "As long as you know."

"I do know," she said. And I kind of love you.

[delphinapterus.livejournal.com]

Thank you, this is lovely. Brian touching her scar is so tender and I love her come back to it because it really shows both how she views her body and how she wants other people to see her. they're not on my skin, my experiences. I carry them in other ways This is a really perfect line.