What I am thinking about right now

[brainofck]

"Arwen is your wife," he was exploring the words, trying them out. Rolling them around on his tongue and inflecting them with a strange brogue. But with the same tones of honey and rough silk.

Aragorn nodded. "Yes," he agreed.

"And I am?" Richard asked. There was a dangerous glint in the green eyes. Aragorn had known the man was going to make the connection. So why did it still take his breath away?

"You're a ghost," Aragorn whispered.

"A ghost," Richard mimicked him.

"No!" Suddenly Aragorn wanted to negate the idea.

"You're mine."

Comments

[green-grrl.livejournal.com]

*explodes from the passion*

[neotoma.livejournal.com]

Hmmm... why isn't this linked with the others ficsnips?

That is a fascinating little exchange -- I'm wondering what Sharpe will think when he learns all the details. And what other people will think of him -- a ghost is one option, but he could be assumed to be a bastard son of the previous Steward, depending on people's assumptions...

Quit reminding me!! Grrrr

[brainofck.livejournal.com]

...why isn't this linked with the others?

Who knows? :) My brain is only 75% organized.

You know I have three Stargate pieces going simultaneously now, a 3.5 months old baby, an 8-year-old, a Husband who's got a cold, and a full-time job.

Why are you trying to give my brain more stuff to think about?!

*glares*

*ponders this cookie*

*glares more*

Hmmmmm. And I note that sadly, this journal ate my Sharpe/Aragorn icon. Fiddlesticks.

Re: Quit reminding me!! Grrrr

[neotoma.livejournal.com]

Sorry, I'm between jobs now myself, so I'm bored and trolling for interesting fic. And this is certainly the bones of an interesting fic.

Especially since it looks like you might be angleing to take on the issue of Arwen head-on, which is always nice.