Post by sidonie on Apr 6, 2011 9:00:02 GMT 10
Title: Mirror, Mirror
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 121
Pairing: Delia/Josiane – Team Regicide
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Josiane watches Delia.
Warning: Given that this is inside Josiane's head, it's pretty disturbing. Insanity, hinting at violence, not meant to be sexual but I suppose it could be read that way. In case it wasn't clear, Josiane is not a person to emulate, and the author does not endorse being this creepily twisted.
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She was pretty. Beautiful, even. Gorgeous, lovely, picture-perfect, with her tumble of dark hair and the green eyes which should have been cool but flashed like fire and her red, red lips. She had an alluring, chocolate-rich voice, an assured smile, and unmarred porcelain skin. Josiane watched her every moment they were together, even when Delia met her hungry gaze and shifted uncomfortably, because Goddess knew she couldn't look away, not while she could drink in this magnificent being and imagine how much more beautiful she would be sobbing and bruised and broken. She was a vision of loveliness in the mirror of vanity, and Josiane wanted nothing more than to shatter her into a million bright, sharp, jagged, perfect fragments.
QC by PeroxidePirate
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 121
Pairing: Delia/Josiane – Team Regicide
Round/Fight: 1/G
Summary: Josiane watches Delia.
Warning: Given that this is inside Josiane's head, it's pretty disturbing. Insanity, hinting at violence, not meant to be sexual but I suppose it could be read that way. In case it wasn't clear, Josiane is not a person to emulate, and the author does not endorse being this creepily twisted.
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She was pretty. Beautiful, even. Gorgeous, lovely, picture-perfect, with her tumble of dark hair and the green eyes which should have been cool but flashed like fire and her red, red lips. She had an alluring, chocolate-rich voice, an assured smile, and unmarred porcelain skin. Josiane watched her every moment they were together, even when Delia met her hungry gaze and shifted uncomfortably, because Goddess knew she couldn't look away, not while she could drink in this magnificent being and imagine how much more beautiful she would be sobbing and bruised and broken. She was a vision of loveliness in the mirror of vanity, and Josiane wanted nothing more than to shatter her into a million bright, sharp, jagged, perfect fragments.
QC by PeroxidePirate
Especially the edgy-insanity of Josiane!
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!