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Journal Keeping (7)
Title: Journal Keeping (7)
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Pairing: EW/DM
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Deals with sensitive issues. Nothing graphic.
9.1.04
I reread yesterday’s entry and then promptly ripped it up. I’ll explain it to June later.
All that drivel written in fandommania after “The Faculty” depicting me and Josh Hartnett doing the dirty was just that -- drivel.
He’s not my type.
Although all things considered, I would’ve done him.
Now, Viggo. Bean. Hummmanahhummanah. June doesn’t say it, but I know she thinks it’s intrinsically related to my father’s abandonment, physical and otherwise, and my own, albeit understanding, need for a substitute father figure. Who would also fuck me.
Everything’s a freakin’ symptom. Why can’t I just simply like older men? And really, the whole daddy-fuck-me-figure is truly revolting. There’s not an ounce of desire on or even under my little finger’s fingernail to be with my father in any way, Greek tragedy or myth oriented.
It’s not that simple, Elijah.
Dude, it so is.
So when drivel started popping up everywhere romanticizing things with Dom... My initial reaction was, like, Ewwww.
MR. MONAGHAN!
FYI:
AM VERY FAR REMOVED FROM THIS INITIAL REACTION. THANK YOU. BECAUSE IT WOULD BE JUST LIKE YOU TO BE READING THIS. RIGHT NOW. AND REDUCE OUR LAST TWO OR SO YEARS TOGETHER TO, WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN’T LOVE ME ARSE OVER TIT RIGHT AWAY?
As I was saying, my java preference was older men with more “life” experience. That’s what I like to call it.
Truth be told, for all his publicly tonguing of men, Viggo would never suck dick. Or Dick. Heh. All his artistic bent is just that. Experimentation limited.
One night we were at a party and Dom was holding my hand. Not so unusual because Dom was always holding someone’s hand. Usually Billy’s. (No dick sucking there either.) We left the party. He was holding my hand. We rode the taxi to his flat. He was holding my hand. We walked to the door. He was holding my hand.
At the door, he became Jerry Maguire and flirtily began nipping at my neck, shoulder and eventually worked his way to my mouth. I was drunk. And horny. So...
I do remember vaguely thinking, What is he doing?
And then we were kissing and I knew what he -- we -- were doing. There was a lot of fumbling to get inside, to the bedroom, and I think one of us in our frenzied attempts to undo and relieve ourselves of our jeans, denim twisted around ankles, fell to the living room floor and took the other with him.
Which was quite an inspired location.
Needless to say, we made it to the bedroom several hours later.
Fandom: LOTR RPS
Pairing: EW/DM
Rating: PG-13
Author's Notes: Deals with sensitive issues. Nothing graphic.
9.1.04
I reread yesterday’s entry and then promptly ripped it up. I’ll explain it to June later.
All that drivel written in fandommania after “The Faculty” depicting me and Josh Hartnett doing the dirty was just that -- drivel.
He’s not my type.
Although all things considered, I would’ve done him.
Now, Viggo. Bean. Hummmanahhummanah. June doesn’t say it, but I know she thinks it’s intrinsically related to my father’s abandonment, physical and otherwise, and my own, albeit understanding, need for a substitute father figure. Who would also fuck me.
Everything’s a freakin’ symptom. Why can’t I just simply like older men? And really, the whole daddy-fuck-me-figure is truly revolting. There’s not an ounce of desire on or even under my little finger’s fingernail to be with my father in any way, Greek tragedy or myth oriented.
It’s not that simple, Elijah.
Dude, it so is.
So when drivel started popping up everywhere romanticizing things with Dom... My initial reaction was, like, Ewwww.
MR. MONAGHAN!
FYI:
AM VERY FAR REMOVED FROM THIS INITIAL REACTION. THANK YOU. BECAUSE IT WOULD BE JUST LIKE YOU TO BE READING THIS. RIGHT NOW. AND REDUCE OUR LAST TWO OR SO YEARS TOGETHER TO, WHAT? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DIDN’T LOVE ME ARSE OVER TIT RIGHT AWAY?
As I was saying, my java preference was older men with more “life” experience. That’s what I like to call it.
Truth be told, for all his publicly tonguing of men, Viggo would never suck dick. Or Dick. Heh. All his artistic bent is just that. Experimentation limited.
One night we were at a party and Dom was holding my hand. Not so unusual because Dom was always holding someone’s hand. Usually Billy’s. (No dick sucking there either.) We left the party. He was holding my hand. We rode the taxi to his flat. He was holding my hand. We walked to the door. He was holding my hand.
At the door, he became Jerry Maguire and flirtily began nipping at my neck, shoulder and eventually worked his way to my mouth. I was drunk. And horny. So...
I do remember vaguely thinking, What is he doing?
And then we were kissing and I knew what he -- we -- were doing. There was a lot of fumbling to get inside, to the bedroom, and I think one of us in our frenzied attempts to undo and relieve ourselves of our jeans, denim twisted around ankles, fell to the living room floor and took the other with him.
Which was quite an inspired location.
Needless to say, we made it to the bedroom several hours later.