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'Music of the Night', Dom/Billy, Dom/Elijah, PG-13
Title: Music of the Night
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mjjgoddess
Pairing: Dom/Billy, Dom/Elijah
Rating: PG-13 for language. :)
Beta:hobbiting26. *snogs*
Disclaimer: While I wish I was able to look into Dom's brain and mindwork, I unfortunately cannot.*sets off hunting for a door hidden behind a filing cabinet*
Feedback: Please. :) *offers cookies*
Author's Note: For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
slash_100, challenge #92 - Dream. A little pile of fluff I wrote whilst daydreaming in class this afternoon.
Dom is in a ball gown, pink and white satin, accenting the blue of his eyes, the beauty of his face. His hair is powdered and piled up, adorned with thousands of diamonds. He smiles at the faceless audience and sings as best he can, voice shaking softly with nerves -
Think of me, think of me always when we say goodbye...
He hits the high note.
Elijah's in the audience. He smiles as well, flirts with him in his dressing room after the concert. Singular rose among the piles of flowers, redgold bundles of sneezes just waiting to occur. Dom thinks nothing of it, of the sweet Scottish voice he's known for years, teaching him, helping with his dream.
Say you'll love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime...
Billy's angry - left in a dungeon for twenty years, unrequited love never to be fulfilled. He loves Dom, but Dom loves Elijah, loves him completely and unforgiving - they've known each other since they were six, it's been too long apart. Billy's by himself again, hating himself and who he is. He curses the twisted rawness that compiles his features, that causes people to back away, gasping with fear - or laughter.
He was born to love you when he heard you sing...
The three of them are in the dungeon, Dom's sacrificing a kiss to save Elijah, to end up with him for the rest of his life. Billy's doomed to a lifetime of hiding, running and keeping to darkness.
~
Dom sat up slowly and rubbed his head, neon lights blaring 3:45 into dirt-encrusted eyes. Wh't'fu' did I ea'? he thought to himself. He shrugged and laid back down, turning over as he did so.
He always had strange dreams lately.
Author:
mjjgoddessPairing: Dom/Billy, Dom/Elijah
Rating: PG-13 for language. :)
Beta:
hobbiting26. *snogs*Disclaimer: While I wish I was able to look into Dom's brain and mindwork, I unfortunately cannot.
Feedback: Please. :) *offers cookies*
Author's Note: For
slash_100, challenge #92 - Dream. A little pile of fluff I wrote whilst daydreaming in class this afternoon.Dom is in a ball gown, pink and white satin, accenting the blue of his eyes, the beauty of his face. His hair is powdered and piled up, adorned with thousands of diamonds. He smiles at the faceless audience and sings as best he can, voice shaking softly with nerves -
Think of me, think of me always when we say goodbye...
He hits the high note.
Elijah's in the audience. He smiles as well, flirts with him in his dressing room after the concert. Singular rose among the piles of flowers, redgold bundles of sneezes just waiting to occur. Dom thinks nothing of it, of the sweet Scottish voice he's known for years, teaching him, helping with his dream.
Say you'll love me every waking moment, turn my head with talk of summertime...
Billy's angry - left in a dungeon for twenty years, unrequited love never to be fulfilled. He loves Dom, but Dom loves Elijah, loves him completely and unforgiving - they've known each other since they were six, it's been too long apart. Billy's by himself again, hating himself and who he is. He curses the twisted rawness that compiles his features, that causes people to back away, gasping with fear - or laughter.
He was born to love you when he heard you sing...
The three of them are in the dungeon, Dom's sacrificing a kiss to save Elijah, to end up with him for the rest of his life. Billy's doomed to a lifetime of hiding, running and keeping to darkness.
~
Dom sat up slowly and rubbed his head, neon lights blaring 3:45 into dirt-encrusted eyes. Wh't'fu' did I ea'? he thought to himself. He shrugged and laid back down, turning over as he did so.
He always had strange dreams lately.
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Very fun and original. Yet more proof that music nerds are...well, nerdy (join the club! we have jackets!). It would be interesting to see this go further, perhaps creating a storyline with lots of these odd dreams? Would be very Shoebox Project of you and that's never a bad thing!
<22!
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And ooh, jackets. *wears* *twirls about*
...o_o Wow. Plot. Like I'm able to actually do that for longer than a paragraph or two. *giggles*
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Well done!
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Thank you!!!
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redgold bundles of sneezes just waiting to occur. and He curses the twisted rawness that compiles his features
All of them make sense but its the difference in phrasing that makes your work more original.
Like it.
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That just made my day.
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So I'm not the only one who's gotten that idea...=D
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And yes. Dom-as-Christine has passed into my Tylenol-affected mind. :D
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