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crossover_chick) wrote2009-06-24 10:12 pm
crossover_chick) wrote2009-06-24 10:12 pm
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I'm In Victor/Alice Wedding Mode
To the point where I'm playing wedding dress-up games. That quiz yesterday was RIGHT to insult me.
-J: Any nice dresses?-
Some. Others are just plain weird. There's a few that look more like NIGHTGOWNS than anything else to me. And the "fluff" on some of them is unbelievable. How do you move?! I'm still figuring out how Amy Adams did it as Wedding!Giselle in "Enchanted." That dress had to be the heaviest, most awkward thing on the PLANET.
-M: I'm glad guys are just supposed to show up in a tuxedo or a nice suit.-
-J2: Lucky bastards. I know my wedding dress isn't going to be too fluffy.-
-AJ: I was thinking a nice simple A-Line or sheath, maybe made with that nice shimmery material?-
-J: With or without sleeves?-
-AJ: I dunno -- guess it depends on whether we get married in summer or winter. Maybe we can compromise and have a lacy jacket?-
-VuM: Can I point out we're still only 17 here?-
-VJ: Heh, it's still nice to talk about. Besides, she's doing a wedding fic for one of the universes, right?-
NonTrilogy, yeah. Of course, that hardly ends up a traditional wedding, given it's about people eloping.
-DW: And I don't think they wear actual wedding dresses either.-
Nah, just fancy things -- remember what Gypsy in the Sims got married in? Like that.
-TTV: I suppose you've done a bit more research on Victorian weddings then, given the couple.-
Indeedy. And found out an interesting tidbit I'd missed before -- apparently, the whole "you may kiss the bride" thing wasn't done!
-Jennifers: Wha?-
Yeah -- the etiquette mavens of the day warned against it. God help us all if you display ANY public affection, I guess.
-TTV: . . .What if I want to kiss my new wife?-
Relax, you, Victor and Alice aren't the only ones bucking tradition. I wrote in a kiss for "Bonds of Holy Matrimony," and it's staying.
-TTV: Thank you.-
-VD: Given all this, I suppose you have Alice's wedding dress planned out.-
Yeah, pretty much. I'm actually thinking a short-skirted, short-sleeved thing, in defiance of the usual gowns back then. Their wedding date is July 7th, after all, and they're getting married in Wonderland. It's all white and blue -- white dress with blue butterflies embroidered on it, white and blue striped stockings, white boots with blue laces, white and blue flowers for the bouquet. . . .
-TD: *chuckles* You know, you kind of steal Emily's theme with the butterflies here.-
Hey, the butterflies are Victor's thing too! Incidentally, he'd be wearing pretty much his usual suit, only with a white vest that matches Alice's dress and a black top hat with blue headband (gift from the Hatter). And they get married in the White Castle's chapel in the Chesslands. (Interesting thing I just realized -- practically all of the Wonderland segments in "Solicitor's Ward take place in LOOKING-GLASS LAND. Except for a couple of dream sequences and visiting the Gnome Elder's house at the end, the card-based Wonderland isn't seen at all. Hell, I'm not even sure the Gnome Elder's house counts, given that the gnome people are kind of not in the books. (Unless I missed something while reading. Hmm.))
All this discussion has put me in the mood for fic. It's not the right mood for one of the depressing ones -- let's have a goofy and slightly steamy one!
-TTV: *on guard* Steamy??-
27. Overflow – Tasty Treats Gone Terribly Wrong
Alice giggled as Victor kissed his way down her body. She couldn’t help it – his warm, soft lips tended to feel ticklish against her skin. But she knew from experience how talented they had become. “You’re amazing, you know,” she told him.
Victor grinned up at her. “Not half as amazing as you,” he retorted. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to do this properly, hasn’t it?” He ran his fingers along her thigh. “In the middle of the day, no less.”
“Indeed,” Alice agreed, sliding her hand over his shoulders. “It was very nice of Hatter to agree to keep an eye on the children.” She frowned a little. “Though, really, Victor, Chester’s thirteen now. Do you really think they need a babysitter?”
“I know, he says he can look after himself and the girls, but – I just feel better with an adult in the house,” Victor shrugged. Then he smiled lustfully. “I certainly feel better with an adult in this house.”
Alice giggled again. “The sentiment is mutual, Victor,” she whispered, reaching for that special spot between her husband’s shoulder blades.
Before they could go any further, however, there was a knock at the front door. “Mum? Dad?” Chester’s voice faintly called.
Victor and Alice paused, frowning. “Didn’t we tell them we didn’t want to be disturbed for at least a hour?” Alice asked, sitting up a little straighter. “What are they doing here?”
There was another, more insistent knock. Victor sighed and got up. “I’ll go see what they want,” he said, pulling on his pants and grabbing his robe.
“Keep it fast,” Alice said with a sigh of her own.
Victor nodded, then headed for the front door, double-knotting his robe shut. Chester, Lucy, and Lorina were standing there when he opened it, looking worried and – in the girls’ case, anyway – strangely amused. “Children, we told you--” he started.
“I know, Dad, and I’m really sorry, but this is an emergency,” Chester said, blushing.
“It really is,” Lucy agreed, looking a bit more serious.
“A silly emergency,” Lorina piped up.
“A silly--”
Victor paused as something hit him – or rather, his nose. He sniffed the air around the three, frowning. “Why do you all smell like popcorn?”
Ten minutes later, Victor and Alice stood gawking at their house. The kitchen was filled to the brim with popcorn, the overflow spilling out the windows. Hatter gave them a sheepish grin as he and Hare brought in shovels. “I’m really sorry, I wasn’t expecting the air popper to work that well. . . .”
Victor and Alice just continued to stare for a moment. Finally, Victor managed to say, “Chester?”
“Yes, Dad?”
“The next time your mother and I want some alone time, you can watch your sisters on your own.”
-TTV: *looks slightly undecided on the whole "killing me" issue as I never actually got to the sex*-
This one it took me a bit to figure out. I knew I wanted to do something where one of the rooms of the house filled up with something, but I couldn't decide on what it was. Finally I recalled our personal hot-air popper for popcorn, and this story was the result. Originally it actually focused a bit more on Hatter and the kids, but I decided it worked better as a surprise at the end. Besides, these ficlets are supposed to focus on Victor and Alice.
-WRM: Where on earth are they as Hatter's filling their house with popcorn?-
Their honeymoon cottage -- they keep the place as a sort of personal vacation home. It's a little cottage built by the Tweedles and the Duchess as a wedding present to the happy couple. It would be the site of that porn fic I keep getting the urge to write -- as you can probably guess, by what Victor and Alice are on the verge of doing at the beginning.
-TTV: *evil eye*-
Oh stop, how do you think they HAD three kids in the first place? Anyway, this was another story I could not think of a title for. I finally just went with the current one because I liked the alliteration.
And now, sadly, I should be off to bed. Hopefully Victor won't murder me in my sleep.
-VD2: Don't kill her until she finally posts all those JustPrompts fics she has for Clockwork.-
Incidentally, RPD, would you mind telling him the reason I'm stuck on those a bit is that I keep getting into humor moods and fic for him tends to devolve into angst? (Of course, if he hadn't banned a certain prompt. . . .)
-J: Any nice dresses?-
Some. Others are just plain weird. There's a few that look more like NIGHTGOWNS than anything else to me. And the "fluff" on some of them is unbelievable. How do you move?! I'm still figuring out how Amy Adams did it as Wedding!Giselle in "Enchanted." That dress had to be the heaviest, most awkward thing on the PLANET.
-M: I'm glad guys are just supposed to show up in a tuxedo or a nice suit.-
-J2: Lucky bastards. I know my wedding dress isn't going to be too fluffy.-
-AJ: I was thinking a nice simple A-Line or sheath, maybe made with that nice shimmery material?-
-J: With or without sleeves?-
-AJ: I dunno -- guess it depends on whether we get married in summer or winter. Maybe we can compromise and have a lacy jacket?-
-VuM: Can I point out we're still only 17 here?-
-VJ: Heh, it's still nice to talk about. Besides, she's doing a wedding fic for one of the universes, right?-
NonTrilogy, yeah. Of course, that hardly ends up a traditional wedding, given it's about people eloping.
-DW: And I don't think they wear actual wedding dresses either.-
Nah, just fancy things -- remember what Gypsy in the Sims got married in? Like that.
-TTV: I suppose you've done a bit more research on Victorian weddings then, given the couple.-
Indeedy. And found out an interesting tidbit I'd missed before -- apparently, the whole "you may kiss the bride" thing wasn't done!
-Jennifers: Wha?-
Yeah -- the etiquette mavens of the day warned against it. God help us all if you display ANY public affection, I guess.
-TTV: . . .What if I want to kiss my new wife?-
Relax, you, Victor and Alice aren't the only ones bucking tradition. I wrote in a kiss for "Bonds of Holy Matrimony," and it's staying.
-TTV: Thank you.-
-VD: Given all this, I suppose you have Alice's wedding dress planned out.-
Yeah, pretty much. I'm actually thinking a short-skirted, short-sleeved thing, in defiance of the usual gowns back then. Their wedding date is July 7th, after all, and they're getting married in Wonderland. It's all white and blue -- white dress with blue butterflies embroidered on it, white and blue striped stockings, white boots with blue laces, white and blue flowers for the bouquet. . . .
-TD: *chuckles* You know, you kind of steal Emily's theme with the butterflies here.-
Hey, the butterflies are Victor's thing too! Incidentally, he'd be wearing pretty much his usual suit, only with a white vest that matches Alice's dress and a black top hat with blue headband (gift from the Hatter). And they get married in the White Castle's chapel in the Chesslands. (Interesting thing I just realized -- practically all of the Wonderland segments in "Solicitor's Ward take place in LOOKING-GLASS LAND. Except for a couple of dream sequences and visiting the Gnome Elder's house at the end, the card-based Wonderland isn't seen at all. Hell, I'm not even sure the Gnome Elder's house counts, given that the gnome people are kind of not in the books. (Unless I missed something while reading. Hmm.))
All this discussion has put me in the mood for fic. It's not the right mood for one of the depressing ones -- let's have a goofy and slightly steamy one!
-TTV: *on guard* Steamy??-
27. Overflow – Tasty Treats Gone Terribly Wrong
Alice giggled as Victor kissed his way down her body. She couldn’t help it – his warm, soft lips tended to feel ticklish against her skin. But she knew from experience how talented they had become. “You’re amazing, you know,” she told him.
Victor grinned up at her. “Not half as amazing as you,” he retorted. “It’s been a while since we’ve had a chance to do this properly, hasn’t it?” He ran his fingers along her thigh. “In the middle of the day, no less.”
“Indeed,” Alice agreed, sliding her hand over his shoulders. “It was very nice of Hatter to agree to keep an eye on the children.” She frowned a little. “Though, really, Victor, Chester’s thirteen now. Do you really think they need a babysitter?”
“I know, he says he can look after himself and the girls, but – I just feel better with an adult in the house,” Victor shrugged. Then he smiled lustfully. “I certainly feel better with an adult in this house.”
Alice giggled again. “The sentiment is mutual, Victor,” she whispered, reaching for that special spot between her husband’s shoulder blades.
Before they could go any further, however, there was a knock at the front door. “Mum? Dad?” Chester’s voice faintly called.
Victor and Alice paused, frowning. “Didn’t we tell them we didn’t want to be disturbed for at least a hour?” Alice asked, sitting up a little straighter. “What are they doing here?”
There was another, more insistent knock. Victor sighed and got up. “I’ll go see what they want,” he said, pulling on his pants and grabbing his robe.
“Keep it fast,” Alice said with a sigh of her own.
Victor nodded, then headed for the front door, double-knotting his robe shut. Chester, Lucy, and Lorina were standing there when he opened it, looking worried and – in the girls’ case, anyway – strangely amused. “Children, we told you--” he started.
“I know, Dad, and I’m really sorry, but this is an emergency,” Chester said, blushing.
“It really is,” Lucy agreed, looking a bit more serious.
“A silly emergency,” Lorina piped up.
“A silly--”
Victor paused as something hit him – or rather, his nose. He sniffed the air around the three, frowning. “Why do you all smell like popcorn?”
Ten minutes later, Victor and Alice stood gawking at their house. The kitchen was filled to the brim with popcorn, the overflow spilling out the windows. Hatter gave them a sheepish grin as he and Hare brought in shovels. “I’m really sorry, I wasn’t expecting the air popper to work that well. . . .”
Victor and Alice just continued to stare for a moment. Finally, Victor managed to say, “Chester?”
“Yes, Dad?”
“The next time your mother and I want some alone time, you can watch your sisters on your own.”
-TTV: *looks slightly undecided on the whole "killing me" issue as I never actually got to the sex*-
This one it took me a bit to figure out. I knew I wanted to do something where one of the rooms of the house filled up with something, but I couldn't decide on what it was. Finally I recalled our personal hot-air popper for popcorn, and this story was the result. Originally it actually focused a bit more on Hatter and the kids, but I decided it worked better as a surprise at the end. Besides, these ficlets are supposed to focus on Victor and Alice.
-WRM: Where on earth are they as Hatter's filling their house with popcorn?-
Their honeymoon cottage -- they keep the place as a sort of personal vacation home. It's a little cottage built by the Tweedles and the Duchess as a wedding present to the happy couple. It would be the site of that porn fic I keep getting the urge to write -- as you can probably guess, by what Victor and Alice are on the verge of doing at the beginning.
-TTV: *evil eye*-
Oh stop, how do you think they HAD three kids in the first place? Anyway, this was another story I could not think of a title for. I finally just went with the current one because I liked the alliteration.
And now, sadly, I should be off to bed. Hopefully Victor won't murder me in my sleep.
-VD2: Don't kill her until she finally posts all those JustPrompts fics she has for Clockwork.-
Incidentally, RPD, would you mind telling him the reason I'm stuck on those a bit is that I keep getting into humor moods and fic for him tends to devolve into angst? (Of course, if he hadn't banned a certain prompt. . . .)
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