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Sock Journal ([personal profile] cocksocker) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet2016-08-04 03:40 pm

( picture prompt meme )



the picture prompt meme


I — Comment with your character.
II — Others will leave a picture (or two, or three...)
III — Reply to them with a setting based on the picture.

IV — Link to any pictures that are NSFW, please.
V — Be aware that this meme will likely be image-heavy. That's kind of the point.






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littleflowerboy: (thoughtful.)

[personal profile] littleflowerboy 2016-08-05 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The city was no place for wildflowers, but there was something about it today that drew him within, beckoning ever so gently. A familiar presence. The streets were nearly empty for him to roam as the rain was just beginning to let up. The cold clung to the fabric of his clothing, soaking wet, but did not hinder him as he pressed on, eventually approaching a park full of sakura trees in bloom. Their song is like the one heard in his dream.

And the presence that stands among them is Helios, which he remembers so very well. Everything is as it was before, like the dream, but now as he steps forth Noa no longer knows what will happen. It had all ended so abruptly. Now he stands before the other, curious rosy eyes peering through wet strands of snowy white. ]
...It has been so long. [ In so few words, Noa admits to how much he's missed him. ]
elysionspriest: (pic#10429236)

[personal profile] elysionspriest 2016-08-05 05:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There are times where one might consider him confined to Elysion, a willing prisoner of sorts who never strays far from where he is entrusted with protecting. To Helios, however, he sees it differently. Elysion is beautiful, a place that needs to be protected and so along with the Earth and the Prince whom he watches over, he remains there and by no means against his will.

Today, however, he is not within Elysion. Rather, he is out within the city though not in the center of it where nature and the beauty of it all seems to dwindle the further in one goes. Instead, he is somewhere more quiet, more hidden amongst the hustle and bustle and he smiles as he watches the cherry blossoms dance around in the wind; even they seem to be happy here.

It's when he senses Noa's presence that his thoughts are pulled from the reverie in which they had been drifting off into and he smiles to his friend, flowers in hand, seemingly picked from the ground around them given the dirt that still clung to the ends of them. ]


Ah, it has, hasn't it?

[ Hand extending, he holds the small bundle of wild flowers out to the snowy-haired boy, a smile gentle as he does so. ]