100 quote prompts!

[ishineon]

Homemade. Table code taken from... somewhere :|

Comment with prompt number, character, and universe if relevant. New what-if universes also welcome.

001.	in love, one and one are one	002.	nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in	003.	once in a while you get shown the light in the strangest of places if you look at it right	004.	merely this and nothing more	005.	her nose would upward tilt
006.	every loved spot which my infancy knew	007.	smell the flowers or hear the singing birds	008.	be patient, weary body	009.	your forgiveness I implore	010.	the song of angels and of seraphim
011.	this maiden she lived with no other thought	012.	life is too strong for you	013.	but all the things that I begin I leave before I'm through	014.	wrapped up in white linen as cold as the clay	015.	and death shall be no more
016.	all the people out of work	017.	I'll fall upon the ground	018.	that some live to eat - Annie	019.	the red blood reigns in the winter's pale - Lorelei/Other!Elani	020.	and should I then presume
021.	o nowhere, golden nowhere	022.	self-appeasing, self-affrighting	023.	I have been laughing, I have been carousing	024.	thine the few, the poets, martyrs	025.	any voice of mourning save the choirs
026.	call'd him soft names in many a muséd rhyme	027.	in a tumultuous privacy of storm - Säde/Julien	028.	how ardent I seized it	029.	but a few think him pleasant enough	030.	when the slow dark hours begin
031.	the hillside's dew-pearled	032.	still gazing at them through the open door	033.	which heaven does give	034.	o whisper, I my soul	035.	penny ice and cold meat
036.	of joy illimited	037.	that sunlight carried blessing	038.	if ever two were one	039.	the women come and go	040.	their hasty orisons
041.	the narrow passage and the pitiless north	042.	in my heart a timid star	043.	as men strive for Right	044.	the winds of Heaven mix for ever	045.	my heart with pleasure fills
046.	the post of the foe	047.	in some perfumes is there more delight	048.	I am very like to swoon	049.	precious minerals are her polished eyes	050.	in winter fire
051.	so far my king and master; so much my office	052.	hark what thou else shalt do me	053.	only sensible in the duller parts	054.	he made her melancholy	055.	the willing'st sin I ever yet committed
056.	how ill agrees it	057.	'twas fresh in murmur	058.	of whose taste the wise are fond	059.	with virtuous wish would bear your living flowers	060.	leases of short-numbr'd hours
061.	but cruel are the times, when we are traitors	062.	they do but jest, poison in jest	063.	she does abuse our ears	064.	relish a truth like us	065.	strange courtesies
066.	call not me slanderer	067.	such a warped slip of wilderness	068.	invisible disgrace	069.	had my lips that power	070.	be that thou hop'st to be
071.	sad-ey'd justice	072.	let my looks be then the eloquence	073.	he was but one hour mine	074.	be it ill or well	075.	beauty's dead fleece
076.	thy canopy is dust and stones	077.	whose beauties proudly make them cruel	078.	in smiling pomp	079.	so barren of new pride	080.	thou know'st thy estimate
081.	lilies that fester	082.	of ages yet to be	083.	this madding fever	084.	I am that I am	085.	his sickle hour
086.	doubting the filching age	087.	my silence cannot boast	088.	at a mortal war	089.	and straight grow sad	090.	those pretty wrongs
091.	to break a twofold truth	092.	sweet flattery	093.	some virtuous lie	094.	of faults conceal'd	095.	thy love is better than high birth to me
096.	too dear for my possessing - Säde/Julien - Tesla	097.	had stol'n of both	098.	but with divining eyes	099.	weighs not the dust	100.	whose million'd accidents - asylum!Annie

Comments

[elani-songbird.livejournal.com]

19. Lorelei/Other!Elani
96. Säde/Julien - Tesla
27. Säde/Julien - Canonish?

[tangodebaston.livejournal.com]

Annie - any verse
018. that some live to eat
100. whose million'd accidents
065. strange courtesies

Sade - any verse
091. to break a twofold truth
061. but cruel are the times, when we are traitors

[lowtohighest.livejournal.com]

048, I am very like to swoon, Säde
071, sad-ey'd justice, RENT!Säde
099, weighs not the dust, Santeri and Brice
038, if ever two were one, Annie
002, nice guys finish last, but we get to sleep in, Leigh
017, I'll fall upon the ground, H/V!Lorelei
015, and death shall be no more, Nina

[bitchwithabite.livejournal.com]

008. Be Patient, Weary Body -- Sädelas~
051. So Far My King and Master; So Much My Office -- canon!Säde

062. They Do But Jest, Poison In Jest -- canon!Annie
073. He Was But One Hour Mine -- canon!Annie

029. But A Few Think Him Pleasant Enough -- future!Leigh
095. Thy Love Is Better Than High Birth to Me -- canon!Leigh

the red blood reigns in the winter's pale - Lorelei/Other!Elani

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Winter is their time.

True, Elani’s a springtime woman. And true, they met in the summer, with the golden sun and days spent just laughing together hand-in-hand, and later arm-in-arm. Lorelei loves the red-gold of autumn, but mostly because it’s the year sliding its way to winter.

New York isn’t much a winter city. The muddy slush on the sidewalk makes a poor pass for snow. But winter is when they go out in the night, separately and together. One fair and sunny, one pale and dark, both ready to torture and kill.

The slush is more beautiful, stained red.

too dear for my possessing - Säde/Julien - Tesla

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

When she casts off in the morning, it will be the first time she has left London in months. Her sailors are well-paid, have spent the time in-between lounging around or carousing, if they haven’t been too restless to decide to sign on to another airship. They’re unceremoniously routed out of their beds and inns, dragged back swearing up the ladders of the dock. Behind her back they mutter darkly, conjecturing what’s provoked her to leave so suddenly.

“Lord Smythe’s thrown her over,” they diagnose. “Like Madagascar, but with love.”

She holds her head high, sheds no tears before them.

in a tumultuous privacy of storm - Säde/Julien

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Brief and seldom are their interludes together. He’s always kept his dalliances private, and she’s never been inclined to flaunt any sort of attachment. Even if they weren’t Aces then, Ace and Queen now, they’d still be sneaking around.

And yet- and yet—

When they’re together it’s fierce, fast, filled with passion that’s spent in a matter of minutes. There’s no time for much more than that, just hard kisses, bruises on her hips, scratches on his skin. Putting themselves back together afterwards is easy and practiced.

There’s no time, no right time, for anything close to ‘I love you’.

[elani-songbird.livejournal.com]

There's like a "Snow White and Rose Red" vibe happening here. ....

But anyway! Elani agrees about the slush.

[elani-songbird.livejournal.com]

Hah, I wondered what you were writing this morning that you needed his name. :)

Like Madagascar, though?

[elani-songbird.livejournal.com]

I kind of want to make this a Thing now. :|

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

That's what I was aiming for :)

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

Just some incident that had her about as agitated as she is here. They're used to her. :|

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

You mean it's not already a thing? Goodness. :|

that some live to eat - Annie

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

She’s chronologically sixteen when she wakes up. She’s mentally barely thirteen.

It’s not the lost time that shakes her, or not only that. It’s the empty space in her life that’s supposed to be Jimmy, Jimmy who was going to teach her everything and now never would.

Her father’s held on for so long. To have the one child left to him awake, alive in a way she hasn’t been for years… he holds on still. Holds her gently through the tears, the refusal to in any way live while Jimmy isn’t.

The day she eats voluntarily again, he smiles.

whose million'd accidents - asylum!Annie

[ishineon.livejournal.com]

“This isn’t the way it’s supposed to be,” she insists. “Something went wrong- it’s all tipped wrong. I took a wrong turn, maybe, or someone dropped something at the wrong time. I don’t know.”

She watches them pad away, hears the heavy sounds of the door and the lock. Shuts her eyes against the too-young face, so like his brother. It’s the wrong one dead, she told them once, it’s Declán ought to be sitting with her, it’s Martin ought to be holding her as she weeps.

Too many possibilities to count. Her life isn’t supposed to be like this.

Any AUs you'd like. ♥

[somuchheart.livejournal.com]

1. Annie
11. Sade
32. Santeri
57. Lorelai
92. Leigh

Mwahah

[thecutdiamond.livejournal.com]

003. once in a while... look at it right- Leigh
012. life is too strong for you- Säde
030. when the slow dark hours begin- Lorelei
063. she does abuse our ears- Tesla!Säde
097. my silence cannot boast- Annie
098. but with diving eyes- Iggy