IconFlash - Ayla - Sunday Night content
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aldersprigNew flash series! I'm going to write one flash for every Icon I have, over 4 LJ accounts, 1 DW, and a whole bunch of not-currently-in-use, until I get bored or run out of icons.
Today's icon:
Addergoole, Aelgifu.
Icon & Art by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
djinni
This takes place in time-line about at Friday's chapter. For context: Ayla struggles through the first nine books of the story with identity issues, and has recently gone through a Change (as has her half-brother, Yngvi); see Meeks' sketch).
Ayla snuggled against Ioanna Sunday night, heedless of the occasional over-done glances of disdain Yngvi shot their way. The TV in the lounge was set to a mindless movie, they had a board game they could all enjoy without too much effort, and she had two of her three favorite people with her.
She kissed Io spontaneously, never mind who might be walking by. Her lover – wasn’t that neat? She had a lover, a girlfriend! – responded with a warm smile. “What was that for?”
“Because you’re wonderful, and I love you,” she giggled.
“No more wine for you,” Yngvi teased, moving the already-empty bottle closer to his side of the table.
“Piffle on you.” She kissed her girlfriend – her girlfriend! – again. “This place may be a very strange prison,” she mused, content in the warmth of Ioanna’s arms – A-R-M-S, and a double letter on S, and that also made A-T and A-S, not bad for her second glass of wine, “but it certainly has its benefits.”
“Me, for example?” Io’s lips were warm against the high strangeness of her ear.
“You, for instance,” she agreed. “And finding out I had a big brother. And not being a freak.”
“Not being a freak?” Yngvi fingered his own newly-budded horns dryly. Ayla was un-deterred, and flopped her rabbity ears at him.
“Not being a freak,” she agrees. “Face it, Vi. Nobody here cares if you’re gay, or straight, or purple polka-dotted.”
“Not at all,” he agreed. “As long as you make babies.”
Today's icon:
Addergoole, Aelgifu.
Icon & Art by
djinniThis takes place in time-line about at Friday's chapter. For context: Ayla struggles through the first nine books of the story with identity issues, and has recently gone through a Change (as has her half-brother, Yngvi); see Meeks' sketch).
Ayla snuggled against Ioanna Sunday night, heedless of the occasional over-done glances of disdain Yngvi shot their way. The TV in the lounge was set to a mindless movie, they had a board game they could all enjoy without too much effort, and she had two of her three favorite people with her.
She kissed Io spontaneously, never mind who might be walking by. Her lover – wasn’t that neat? She had a lover, a girlfriend! – responded with a warm smile. “What was that for?”
“Because you’re wonderful, and I love you,” she giggled.
“No more wine for you,” Yngvi teased, moving the already-empty bottle closer to his side of the table.
“Piffle on you.” She kissed her girlfriend – her girlfriend! – again. “This place may be a very strange prison,” she mused, content in the warmth of Ioanna’s arms – A-R-M-S, and a double letter on S, and that also made A-T and A-S, not bad for her second glass of wine, “but it certainly has its benefits.”
“Me, for example?” Io’s lips were warm against the high strangeness of her ear.
“You, for instance,” she agreed. “And finding out I had a big brother. And not being a freak.”
“Not being a freak?” Yngvi fingered his own newly-budded horns dryly. Ayla was un-deterred, and flopped her rabbity ears at him.
“Not being a freak,” she agrees. “Face it, Vi. Nobody here cares if you’re gay, or straight, or purple polka-dotted.”
“Not at all,” he agreed. “As long as you make babies.”
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