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Slight
Title: Slight (12/?)
Rating: PG-13 (mostly for language)
Pairing: Billy/Elijah
Summary: Billy has a minor fascination with a costar. But it's nothing.
Feedback: is a many splendored thing
Notes: So, I got it in my head that I wanted to write subtlety for subtlety's sake. Reading between the lines, hidden meanings, tension (tension = drug of choice), things unsaid but there anyway, etc. I dunno if it'll float everyone's boat, but I've got to get it out.
Important: All of the poems in each chapter are by W.B. Yeats, whom I've just recently fallen in love with. Which is weird, because ordinarily I'm not the least bit moved by poetry, and god forbid I should try to write anything so poignant myself. Anyway, I take absolutely no credit at all for them, because I'm not anywhere near qualified to even pretend I came up with something that good.
A/N: Well, you wouldn't believe who showed up. My muse poked his pissy little head in and decided to be cooperative for a change. It's been three months, kids. Please accept my apologies. I'll make it worth your while. Promise. There are confessions to be forgiven for, after all.
Chapter 12
Chapter 11
Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Rating: PG-13 (mostly for language)
Pairing: Billy/Elijah
Summary: Billy has a minor fascination with a costar. But it's nothing.
Feedback: is a many splendored thing
Notes: So, I got it in my head that I wanted to write subtlety for subtlety's sake. Reading between the lines, hidden meanings, tension (tension = drug of choice), things unsaid but there anyway, etc. I dunno if it'll float everyone's boat, but I've got to get it out.
Important: All of the poems in each chapter are by W.B. Yeats, whom I've just recently fallen in love with. Which is weird, because ordinarily I'm not the least bit moved by poetry, and god forbid I should try to write anything so poignant myself. Anyway, I take absolutely no credit at all for them, because I'm not anywhere near qualified to even pretend I came up with something that good.
A/N: Well, you wouldn't believe who showed up. My muse poked his pissy little head in and decided to be cooperative for a change. It's been three months, kids. Please accept my apologies. I'll make it worth your while. Promise. There are confessions to be forgiven for, after all.
Chapter 12
Chapter 11
Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1