Kristin (aka) Butters (snwpnitsirk) wrote,
@ 2009-03-02 17:48:00

You give me a pairing (or just one character) and a color, and I'll give you a ~~sentence~~ paragraph.

I'm a sheep.

	osteological 2009-03-03 12:51 am UTC (link)
	Marissa/Otto, goldenrod! Gilderoy/himself, delicate auburn (Reply to this)(Thread)

	snwpnitsirk 2009-03-03 01:10 am UTC (link)
	"Hufflepuff's yellow is not goldenrod! It's...yellow. You just like saying that word," Marissa gave Otto a light shove, which caused him to laugh. "Because, it is the best color...ever." "Why?" "...think about it." He grinned, and she tried to hold back a grin, once she figured it out. "You are such an ass." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-03 01:19 am UTC (link)

Gilderoy propped his feet up on the coffee table, leaning back into his couch as he sorted through his fan mail. There were several pictures of women, who had sent in pictures of themselves along with letters...but, hell, he didn't pay attention to the words. He was just looking at the pictures. "Hmm...no...no...no...definitely no...n-...yes..." He smirked to himself as he held up a picture of a stunning woman with delicate auburn curls that fell just past her shoulders. "I think Ijust found my contest winner."

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	cristina_lacosa 2009-03-03 01:13 am UTC (link)
	Caden/Estella - bluuuue Eliza/Dedalus - scarlet Finn and Caden - orange! (Reply to this)(Thread)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-03 01:34 am UTC (link)

"Stell. It's just a shirt." "Little girls don't wear blue, Caden." Letting out a sigh, he pushed away from the doorframe. "She won't even know." "But I will!" "Estella, it's clothes, and she's two." The woman let out a sigh, and eventually gave in and grabbed the shirt that her husband had brought her, after Elizabeth had gone and split juice all over her shirt while at one of Caden's quidditch practices. He never put any of her clothes in his locker, but still had some things of Marcus' things from when he was her age. "There. She's fine. She's happy." There was a pause. "She's blue." "Oh, bloody hell..."

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 02:29 pm UTC (link)

“…oh no.” Finn had been hovering around the pitch, hardly paying attention to what was going on around him, since his eyes were busy looking for that golden snitch…but the sound of a Cannon foolishly trying to distract Caden Flint had caused him to look over. His chaser seemed to be doing a good job of ignoring what was being said, not missing a beat as he chucked the Quaffle towards Nick, swooping down so he could catch it again once he got closer to the hoop, but there was an obvious change in his demeanor once his wedding photos had been brought up into the conversation…which was exactly when Finn had turned to see what was going to happen next. Hey, Flint…flash us one of those smiles we saw in your wedding pictures! Your wife is a real winner, by the way. Ha. Come on, Flint, smile. Or is your pretty wife the only one able to get you to do that? Of course, you probably won’t be smiling for long, since we’re about to kick your as-…” The man didn’t even get to finish his statement, since Caden had just suddenly stopped flying, holding out an arm, which caused the other Quidditch player to collide into it. The only thing Caden heard was a loud crack, which was the sound of his nose breaking, and the gasp of the crowd. He hovered in place, watching the player fall to the ground, eventually becoming a tiny orange dot as he fell. Thankfully for him, he didn’t crash to the ground, but there was definitely an uproar from the Cannon crowd. He flew past Finn. “Say whatever you want…it was worth it.”

[WHY CAN I NOT JUST WRITE A SENTANCE?!]

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	crocketed 2009-03-03 01:37 am UTC (link)
	Evan & Mackenzie - gold Fabian & Bess - yellow Fabian anddd GLENY lmao - blue (Reply to this)(Thread)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 09:47 am UTC (link)

“…blue?” “Mhmm. Blue.” “…like…blue blue, or-…“ “-…oh for goodness sake, Fabian, it’s blue!” Fabian groaned as he reached up to touch the bruise that had apparently formed on his shoulder. He stepped away from Gleny, the first person who he had run into since practice (she and Gideon had been visiting), and moved through the house to get to the bathroom, twisting to get a look at his wound into the mirror. “…I think it’s more of a purple.” Fabian immediately grinned as he listened to his sister-in-law huff. He had only disagreed with her to get that reaction out of her.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 10:09 am UTC (link)

“Can you help me with this?” Mackenzie dangled the piece of jewelry out in front of her, giving Evan a thankful smile as he rose to his feet, giving a nod of his head while reaching out for the necklace. She turned around, and held her hair up, allowing Evan to get a better view of the gold chain that she needed help clasping. “…I’m really glad you came.” “I’m only here because you asked me to be.” Evan said quietly, finishing what he was doing. Mack let her brunette strands fall back down across her shoulders, turning around to face him, having to tilt her head back to look at him, giving him another smile despite his disappointing come back. “Well, I don’t get to see all of my friends in one place very often, you know.” With that she reached up to adjust his tie, looking away from those intense eyes of his. “It’s not all that bad, is it?” “…Mackenzie…I’m at a fiesta, hosted by people I can’t even stand. Believe me. It’s that bad.”

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	ass_ass_in 2009-03-03 07:42 am UTC (link)
	Lia/Cove - chartruese Jude/Alena - burgandy (polka dotted burgandy to be exact) Nate/Grant - lavender Ryvre/Savy - neon pink Marlie/Nessa - doo doo brown XD (Reply to this)(Thread)

	Marlie/Nessa - doo doo brown XD cristina_lacosa 2009-03-03 08:09 am UTC (link)
	L O L WIN XDD (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 09:19 am UTC (link)

“…you’re kidding me…right?” Ryvre grinned down at his best friend, his hands occupied with sorting through the paperwork in the back room. “Ryvre…would I lie to you about this?” The male raised a brow before he sighed, rising to his feet to follow his best friend towards the window of the shop which overlooked the beach. “…that…is probably the best thing I’ve seen in a long time, man.” “Dude, do you know how hard it was not to laugh? Or…vomit?” Ry laughed as he continued to watch the obese man in the neon pink Speedo walk around on the beach. “There should really be a law against that…”

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 09:31 am UTC (link)

"OH! Fuck! I-... Oh, shitfucking damn it! I am so sorry, I didn't...!" Jude looked up from his now ruined shirt at Alena. "Alena, it's...fine, it wasn't entirely your fault." "I know, but I wasn't really paying attention, and...damn it, can I please do something, I feel like such an asshole." Someone had recently grabbed him a towel, so he could at least get rid of some of the wine that she had spilt onto his white shirt, which was now more of a polka dotted burgandy color. Jude had only just turned around, but it was just in time to crash into Alena, who had been walking in his direction without looking where she was going.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 10:20 am UTC (link)

“No, Mom, it’s not that bad! See, we can just…I don’t know, we can try to dye it or something.” Marlie tilted her head to the side as she examined the blanket that was folded on the couch. When Nessa had seen it in the catalog, it had read ‘a rich, deep cocoa brown color’, which was why she had brought it. It was supposed to go in Marlie’s room, since it had just recently been painted a bright orange color, and most of the fabric in her room was that deep cocoa color, or a much lighter shade of orange. Everything went together very well, but…this wasn’t at all the color that Nessa had hoped it would be. “Hmm…I showed the color to Gabe and Alena, and they said it was…doo doo brown.” Marlie’s head whipped around to look at her mother, gaping at her before she broke out into a grin. “Oh…my God. Mom.” “Well they said something completely inappropriate that I’m not repeating, and doo doo is much…stop laughing!” Her hands balled into fists on her hips as Marlie basically toppled over onto the couch laughing…and even though she was trying her hardest not to, Nessa broke out into a grin, covering her face with her hands, a bit embarrassed. “Oh, that is a terrible term.” “Mom…I seriously love you so much, you have no idea.” Marlie got out, bursting into a set of giggles as she thought of how serious her mother had looked when she had said ‘doo doo’; like it was something that belonged on the SAT’s.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 11:05 am UTC (link)

“Well, well…if it isn’t Hawthorne Lordes. ” Grant Capulet’s mouth twisted into a devious smile, taking slow steps towards him, his hands sliding into the pockets of his slacks. Nate turned around to acknowledge the familiar voice, not exactly shocked to see the blonde male standing there. “Don’t sound too excited.” The words were delivered with his trademark dry sarcasm, walking around Grant’s desk, placing the book with the old cover he had been holding down on the mahogany. “Well, what’s your reason for gracing me with your presence, Lordes? I do hope it’s worth my time…I’m a very busy man.” “That makes two of us. I just so happened to be in the area. I had a meeting with McCarthy.” “Than let’s get on with this, shall we?” Hawthorne paused, before he reached into his pocket, pulling out a necklace; something of Dinah’s. He tossed it to Grant, who stared down at the lavender jewelry before looking up at his old friend, his jaw set. “You had better have a good explanation for why you have this.” Nate tilted his head. “Let’s just say that I know a thief, who knows a thief…I thought you’d want it back. I have to admit, your lack of gratitude is extremely disappointing.”

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 11:44 am UTC (link)

Ophelia sighed, leaning forward to get a better look at herself in the mirror, gliding her black cherry flavored lip balm across her lower lip, smooching her upper and lower tiers together once it had a good, thin coating of the sticky, clear substance. She had arrived at his place a little while ago, and had been directed into his room by Deslin. “Cove, fucking Christ, you’re taking longer to get ready than I am. Let’s go.” She raised a hand to get rid of some of the gloss that was on the side of her mouth, hearing a muffled groan come from the bathroom, before her boyfriend finally used his words. “Fuck this, I’m not coming out of here.” “What the hell did you do now?” Lia sighed as she moved over to the door, jiggling the handle. “Open the door.” “Fuck off.” Lia paused, before narrowing her eyes at the barrier between herself and the scrawny boy on the other side. “Open the door!” Within moments, because of her ability to be so persuasive, she heard the door click before it swung open, revealing a not happy Cove. But Ophelia couldn’t help but laugh at him…and his bright chartreuse band shirt, which was normally white. His eyes narrowed at her, obviously not finding this amusing. “I swear to God, I’m going to tear of Russell’s dick the next time I see him.” Lia continued to grin, stepping forward to have her hands tug on the bottom of the shirt. “No, come on, you look good, baby! Like a bright little flower. Who’s my bright little flower, Cove? That’s right, you are!” “Shut the fuck up!”

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	stolen_time 2009-03-04 09:45 am UTC (link)
	Gwen/Hawthorne! - Scarlet (hehehe) Quentin/Hawthorne! (siblings count, riiiight?) - Orange Lucy/Marlie! - Tie-dye (Reply to this)(Thread)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 10:35 am UTC (link)

Heaving a heavy sigh, Hawthorne leaned forward to drop the file he had been looking through down on the coffee table in his living room, leaning back into the couch as he looked at Gwen, who was sitting in the armchair that was nearby. “…what?” He said with a quirk of his brow, staring at his girlfriend, who had been tapping her short, scarlet painted nails on the arm of the chair for about 10 minutes, before she started clicking her tongue, and then humming, trying to get his attention. He had told her before she had taken a seat that he had a lot of things to look over, but she must have thought he was over-exaggerating. “I’m bored.” “And?” Gwen grinned as she rose to her feet and moved towards him, sitting down on his lap, raising her brows at him. “Entertain me?” “I’m working.” “You’ll have plenty of time to work. I’ll make sure of it.”

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 11:19 am UTC (link)

“This…was a really bad idea.” “It totally-….oh my gosh, it really was, this is terrible.” Marlie blinked, leaning forward to watch the rainbow colors twist around on the television screen. The two of them had been sitting around for a good amount of time, and because it was a disgusting, rainy day, and they were both sort of in a funky mood, and had nothing better to do…they decided to smoke. But that wasn’t the bad idea they had made. No, they had decided that they wanted to listen to Sublime, but play it through Lucy’s X-Box, and put the psychedelic shapes that came up on full screen, watching as they made tie-dye 3-D shapes. “…but this is also the best idea we’ve ever had. At the same time.” Marlie snorted a little bit, not looking away from the screen. “It’s trippy.” “Definitely.” “…I can’t look away.” “Neither can I.” “…we should try. On the count of 3.” “Okay, good idea…” “Okay.” “Okay.” “…okay. 1….2….3!” The two of them were about to turn away, when the screen changed again, catching their attention.

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snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 12:37 pm UTC (link)

“So? Do you like it?” Quen raised her brows, clasping her hands in front of her as she waited for her brother to say something about her new hair. “It’s orange.” He pointed this out, rather bluntly, still sitting on the edge of his desk. “…so is that a no?” Quen brushed the bright strands away from her face, focusing in on Nate. “It was just an observation. If I didn’t like it, I would have said no.” “Well, you didn’t say yes.” “I’m just getting used to it.” It was the truth, since he was used to seeing her with pink, or even green…sometimes blue or purple, but he was pretty sure that this was the first time he had seen Quentin with her hair this particular hue. “Hm…it looks good.” He said with a slow nod. “…is that a hm, it looks good, like…hm, I don’t really like it, but it’ll do, or is it a hm, now that I’ve been looking at it for a while I’ve come to realize that I really do like it.” “…first of all, everyone needs to stop reading so far into those, and second of all, it was a ‘it looks good’; which means, with or without the noise in front of it, that it looks good.”

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	nightmere 2009-03-04 02:26 pm UTC (link)
	Meredith/Ryvre (i know, i know) - Carmine (Reply to this)(Thread)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-04 02:46 pm UTC (link)

“So…I think I need a board.” Meredith shrugged her shoulders, adjusting her pocketbook before taking another look around the shop. Ryvre, who had just gotten back from his lunch break (which he had spent surfing, by the way), looked at her with furrowed brows, pushing back his wet hair. “…you think you need a board.” He repeated, before he too looked around the shop. “Uh…you’ve come to the right place?” The unsure answer was given with a mirrored shrug of his shoulders. The red head gave a light laugh, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “No, no, I’m sorry. I’m just…I moved here last summer, and I figured if I was going to continue to live on a tropical Island, I may as well learn to surf, right? And…surfing requires a board…which is something I don’t have.” “Yeah, I could tell.” “I’m sorry?” Ry backtracked quickly. “I mean, I could tell that you moved here, I mean….you have a, uh…an accent….which I’m sure you didn’t need pointed out to you.” He cleared his throat, hoping he wasn’t offending her. “And you’re right about the board…you definitely need one of those. A board. Which…we sell. So. Yeah, I’ll help you with that.” Meredith grinned at how awkward he seemed, nodding her head as she followed him over to the rack of boards. The first one he showed her was carmine, and had a flowery design. “I like it. I’ll take it.” “…really?” Mer shrugged. “I don’t know the first thing about surf boards…and I just need something simple. Maybe when I learn how to actually ride one, I’ll upgrade.”

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	theshepherd 2009-03-04 10:50 pm UTC (link)
	Alec/Nate: Aqua Alec/Marlie: purple Sam/Erin: puke green Charles/ANYONE: ~~money~~ silver Jude/Jill >_> : red (Reply to this)(Thread)

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-05 04:05 am UTC (link)

“Mine!” Alec basically lunged over his niece, wrapping his fingers around the wig that had fallen out of the box of disguises that she had brought to his house. It was a horrible thing; a dark, matted old purple afro that she had brought for something or another. It had probably made her laugh when she had seen it at the store, and even without having anything to wear the atrocious thing for, she had decided to dish out 5 dollars just so she could say she had a purple afro wig. “Bwah! No!” She was laughing as she tried to pry it from his fingers, making the entire process entirely over-dramatic. “I claim it! This wig is now mine! Respect your elders!” “You’re only four years older than I am, buttface!” She stuck her tongue out at him, and managed to get her wig back, holding it close to her chest as though it were worth a million dollars. “I shall never give it up! Never!” Alec whined and sunk down in his chair, defeated. “Fine…I don’t want it anyway.” He scowled like a child, and while Marlie was flexing to prove her victory, Alec quickly snatched the hair piece away from her, and then ran through the house. “I AM VICTORIOUS!” “YOU’RE A CHEATER, THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE!”

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snwpnitsirk, 2009-03-05 04:17 am UTC

Jude/Jill - Red -

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Sam/Erin - Puke Green -

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	stolen_time 2009-03-05 12:57 am UTC (link)
	Gwen/Marlie - ~~Holy crap~~ Black Lucy/Jude - Beige Sarah/Hawthorne - Sunshine yellow Suiwi/Lia - Glitter (Is glitter a color? Yes, please.) (Reply to this)(Thread)

Lucy/Jude - Beige

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-05 05:21 pm UTC (link)

“So…this is a nice car.” Lucy said, before twisting her mouth to the side, looking out the window as she listened to the radio. She had to admit, she was half expecting it to be some sort of gospel folk music channel, but it wasn’t. It was just a top 50 station; something that everyone else listened to. “Uh…thanks. I think you’ve already said that, though.” Jude gave her a small smirk, before returning his attention to the road. “Oh. Right.” She paused. “Well…did I say thank you, yet?” He let out a chuckle, nodding his head. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure you’ve said that a few times, too. It’s really not a big deal.” Lucy sighed, slouching down against the beige leather passenger seat of his SUV, looking out the window as she began to chew on her nails. “Yeah, well…I’m sure you had better things to do today.” “I wasn’t about to leave you stranded on the side of the road, Lucy.” She looked over to him again. Alena, Sam, and even Landon hadn’t been picking up their phones when her car broke down, and the next person she thought to call was someone who might be able to fix her car on the spot. Unfortunately, it required a visit to the shop, so he had offered to give her a ride to work.

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Sarah/Hawthorne - Sunshine Yellow -

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	rooting 2009-03-05 04:58 pm UTC (link)
	Dan and Marlie, bright blue! (Reply to this)(Thread)

	rooting 2009-03-05 05:01 pm UTC (link)
	Eddie and Marlie, burnt orange! Christian and Carly, sterile white! Eddie and Hawthorne, jet black! Abbey and Marlie, hunter green! Cass and Bailey, royal purple! (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Christian/Carly - Sterile White -

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Eddie/Marlie - Burnt Orange -

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	geeksquadgo 2009-03-05 09:51 pm UTC (link)
	uhhhh ok, Ry and Brody, periwinkle. Ha. Annnnd.... uh. OH, Jeannie and Vegeta, Royal blue. (Reply to this)(Thread)

Ryvre/Brody - Periwinkle

snwpnitsirk
2009-03-06 07:41 pm UTC (link)

“…I’m not wearing that.” Ryvre stared down at the tie that was laying out on the counter, shaking his head before he looked over at his older brother, who was still adjusting his. Brody let out a heavy sigh, doing his best to pull the girly periwinkle fabric into a knot near his throat. “Look, man, I don’t want to be a part of this stupid wedding either, but…she’s our cousin, and…shit, brah, how the hell do these things work?” By this point, Brody York had managed to get the article of clothing into a knot, but it wasn’t the kind he was going for. Ry groaned as he finished buttoning his shirt, before he let his fingers wrap around the silk fabric that he had been avoiding. “I still don’t understand why we need to match the bridesmaids, or the maids of honor, or…whoever the hell we’re matching.” Brody grinned at his younger brother. “Because when it comes to weddings, chicks are crazy, little bro.” Ry rolled his eyes at the ‘words of wisdom’ that had just been handed down to him from his brother, pulling his own tie into a perfect knot, adjusting it before he put on the vest which was only a shade darker than the tie, and then his suit jacket. Staring at himself in the mirror, as Brody came up beside him, still messing with his own tie before he took in their reflection. “There are going to be pictures taken of us wearing these. You do realize this, right?”

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