Sooo, here we go ^^ I saw that you filled the prompt (<3 <3 <3) but I didn’t want to read it in-between anything and wanted to have time, so that’s why this comment comes so (too) late :D
oh, it's ok, i didn't mean to rush you, i was just worried lj didn't notify you or something and that you'd miss the fic entirely
I adore the self-confident image of this woman who is at the same time kinda torn but even confident in her torn-ness :D
i adore this description of her, perfect, and i love that she came across as this, because i think she definitely is that, among other things she is
And your writing style. Oh my goodness, it’s amazing! I read you haven’t written anything in a longer time? I would’ve never known! And this is not just to flatter you, it’s my honest opinion :-*
you flatter well, my friend. but thank you, those are lovely words to hear.
I love what you did with the brackets (is that the right term? ._. I’m from Germany, sry, I mean these special sentences that give a deeper meaning and bring out the ambivalence in Pansy), it’s so meaningful and spices things up :D
brackets or parantheses, i think both are okay terms. i'm from croatia, so i'm not a native speaker either, and no need to apologize :) and also, thank you, i looooove playing with parantheses, so the pleasure's mine, basically. i think i overuse parantheses A LOT in general, but i forgive myself for it.
“a cigarette between her lips and everything carefully wrapped into the smoke” Love that <3
i'm a smoker, that's to blame for pansy smoking mostly, and i like the visuals of it.
“Pansy always makes sure to leave a lips shaped red lipstick stain on her cheek whenever she kisses her goodbye or hello.” xDD That is SO Pansy :D
yup. she has to leave a mark.
“(And her nails, her nails will be painted red, red like her lips and her blood and this imaginary war.)” Ooooh, I love the picture of Pansy in the black dress and the red nails and lips! Such a femme fatale :D
yup. and obviously, it's all a constructed image made specifically to look like a femme fatale, but then, aren't all femmes fatale exactly that?
“Women always drink wine or champagne, so she has to do something to set herself apart from the rest of them” It’s awesome how being different is the central theme in this fic and how variously you show that!
i think it's often that women try to differentiate themselves from other women and want to appear different and i wanted to show that as it is - just a self constructed identity made to hide oneself, not actually a fact
“(Pansy thinks she could count Daphne's eyelashes if she wanted to and make a wish on each one) (and she thinks they would maybe come true).” Awwwwww, beautifully written *_*
thank you, i was really happy with that part
“half a step behind and half a cigarette ahead.” Brilliant. Just brilliant.
with this one too :D
“and Pansy is (definitely) (definitely not, no, she would never) checking out Daphne's ass” Hahaha :D Great that you also got a sense of humor in this piece!
OH THANK YOU, i love it when things i intend to be sort of funny are funny to someone else as well, because i'm terribly nervous about writing anything humorous, tbh, so this means a lot <3
And a perfect ending. Such a great wordplay!
thank you! i'm terribly nervous about writing endings and i mostly don't know what to do with them, so i'm glad this turned out okay.
So, as you can see I loved it. Did I mention that already? No? Okay: I LOVE IT!!!! I couldn’t be happier about a prompt-fill, you wrote Pansy the way I love it, your style is unique and fresh and entertaining and the setting perfect (love them on parties and the like) ^^
Thanks again for making me really happy :3 *goes into a corner and cries in awe* The world needs more Pansy-fics like this one ^^
you are so lovely and kind and thank you <33333 it was a pleasure :)
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oh, it's ok, i didn't mean to rush you, i was just worried lj didn't notify you or something and that you'd miss the fic entirely
I adore the self-confident image of this woman who is at the same time kinda torn but even confident in her torn-ness :D
i adore this description of her, perfect, and i love that she came across as this, because i think she definitely is that, among other things she is
And your writing style. Oh my goodness, it’s amazing! I read you haven’t written anything in a longer time? I would’ve never known! And this is not just to flatter you, it’s my honest opinion :-*
you flatter well, my friend. but thank you, those are lovely words to hear.
I love what you did with the brackets (is that the right term? ._. I’m from Germany, sry, I mean these special sentences that give a deeper meaning and bring out the ambivalence in Pansy), it’s so meaningful and spices things up :D
brackets or parantheses, i think both are okay terms. i'm from croatia, so i'm not a native speaker either, and no need to apologize :) and also, thank you, i looooove playing with parantheses, so the pleasure's mine, basically. i think i overuse parantheses A LOT in general, but i forgive myself for it.
“a cigarette between her lips and everything carefully wrapped into the smoke” Love that <3
i'm a smoker, that's to blame for pansy smoking mostly, and i like the visuals of it.
“Pansy always makes sure to leave a lips shaped red lipstick stain on her cheek whenever she kisses her goodbye or hello.” xDD That is SO Pansy :D
yup. she has to leave a mark.
“(And her nails, her nails will be painted red, red like her lips and her blood and this imaginary war.)” Ooooh, I love the picture of Pansy in the black dress and the red nails and lips! Such a femme fatale :D
yup. and obviously, it's all a constructed image made specifically to look like a femme fatale, but then, aren't all femmes fatale exactly that?
“Women always drink wine or champagne, so she has to do something to set herself apart from the rest of them” It’s awesome how being different is the central theme in this fic and how variously you show that!
i think it's often that women try to differentiate themselves from other women and want to appear different and i wanted to show that as it is - just a self constructed identity made to hide oneself, not actually a fact
“(Pansy thinks she could count Daphne's eyelashes if she wanted to and make a wish on each one) (and she thinks they would maybe come true).” Awwwwww, beautifully written *_*
thank you, i was really happy with that part
“half a step behind and half a cigarette ahead.” Brilliant. Just brilliant.
with this one too :D
“and Pansy is (definitely) (definitely not, no, she would never) checking out Daphne's ass” Hahaha :D Great that you also got a sense of humor in this piece!
OH THANK YOU, i love it when things i intend to be sort of funny are funny to someone else as well, because i'm terribly nervous about writing anything humorous, tbh, so this means a lot <3
And a perfect ending. Such a great wordplay!
thank you! i'm terribly nervous about writing endings and i mostly don't know what to do with them, so i'm glad this turned out okay.
So, as you can see I loved it. Did I mention that already? No? Okay: I LOVE IT!!!!
I couldn’t be happier about a prompt-fill, you wrote Pansy the way I love it, your style is unique and fresh and entertaining and the setting perfect (love them on parties and the like) ^^
Thanks again for making me really happy :3
*goes into a corner and cries in awe*
The world needs more Pansy-fics like this one ^^
you are so lovely and kind and thank you <33333 it was a pleasure :)