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Title: Tingle, tingle
Author: truntelinda (truntelinda@hotmail.com)
Author web page: http://www.livejournal.com/~trunte
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
Warnings: much with the fluffiness
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please, be brutal
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, Aniron Slash, Lirimaer, others ask, i´d be flattered
Beta: Angel, sweetums!
Summary: a little drabble series about boys and how they make each other feel
Notes: written for the Two Line Challenge
"but here on earth there´d be no life
without the light it gives"
- why does the sun shine? - they might be giants
~~~
Tingle, tingle, tingle. There´s something about him that makes Orlando tingle. Tingle, tingle in Orlando´s toes and in Orlando´s stomach. Tingle, tingle in Orlando´s knees and in his earlobes. Strange sensation that...
Viggo has this very dark appearance, very mysterious and brooding. Very cliché. Extremely attractive. He frowns a lot and thinks a lot and when he smiles you have to hurry and look because there´s something there, in his eyes, that just...
Orlando moves one small step to the right and Viggo´s arm brushes against Orli´s.
"Oh, sorry," Viggo says and turns his head, smiles at Orlando.
Tingle, tingle.
~~~
There is nothing else when Viggo is around. There are no people and no wet socks, no tired voices or angry sighs.
There really is nothing. And there doesn´t need to be, because Viggo is everything. He´s the rain and the air and the sun and the earth. Viggo is silence. And sometimes, on a break, when it´s noisy, crowded and cold, Orlando looks at Viggo, and it all goes quiet. He puts his hand in Viggo´s, kisses his chin and it´s all so quiet. Viggo is beautiful.
Orlando hides his face in Viggo´s warm neck and feels nothing else.
~~~
When Viggo talks he makes the most mundane things sound beautiful. The way he always takes his time to find the right words, takes his time to speak the words as if he feels that every syllable is worth honoring....it´s admirable.
And his voice. His raspy, low voice that can change into a rawr in a heartbeat. Orlando thinks it´s perfection and it makes him think silly things like `squee´ and `yay´ in his head because Viggo is his - Viggo with the perfect voice - he´s Orlando´s...
`Yay!´
And then Orli laughs at himself, because who actually uses those words?
~~~
It´s funny how Orlando´s life changed so drastically just because of a simple man´s existance. Just a quick glance, a short handshake, and he was a completely different person. Within the matter of five seconds he learned to love. Found the reason to live, his reason to breathe, realized the meaning of life, everything just came crashing down on him. True emotions. They came as a surprise. Or rather, a shock, taking their good time before settling in Orlando´s stomach as a pleasant, warm, fuzzy feeling. A tingly feeling.
Tingle, tingle everytime Viggo breathed.
Explosion of stars everytime they kissed.
~~~
The noise of orcs laughing and knives against plates is loud in the lunch tent. Hobbits chattering next to him, Peter´s voice carrying over from three tables down. Orlando smiles, oblivious. Grey eyes in front of him are concentrating on stabbing a piece of fish with a fork, eyebrows perfectly knitted. Then Viggo gives up and puts his fork down, looks up. Smiles. He leans across the table.
"So...how´s your day, Orlando?" Viggo asks and leans in a little closer than actually needed, his soft breath carressing Orlando´s cheek.
"Tingle, tingle," Orlando says with a bubbly smile and tingles.
~end~
Author: truntelinda (truntelinda@hotmail.com)
Author web page: http://www.livejournal.com/~trunte
Pairing: Viggo Mortensen/Orlando Bloom
Warnings: much with the fluffiness
Rating: pg-13
Disclaimers: this is fiction, don´t know them, didn´t happen
Feedback: yes please, be brutal
Archive: Beyond the Fellowship, Aniron Slash, Lirimaer, others ask, i´d be flattered
Beta: Angel, sweetums!
Summary: a little drabble series about boys and how they make each other feel
Notes: written for the Two Line Challenge
"but here on earth there´d be no life
without the light it gives"
- why does the sun shine? - they might be giants
~~~
Tingle, tingle, tingle. There´s something about him that makes Orlando tingle. Tingle, tingle in Orlando´s toes and in Orlando´s stomach. Tingle, tingle in Orlando´s knees and in his earlobes. Strange sensation that...
Viggo has this very dark appearance, very mysterious and brooding. Very cliché. Extremely attractive. He frowns a lot and thinks a lot and when he smiles you have to hurry and look because there´s something there, in his eyes, that just...
Orlando moves one small step to the right and Viggo´s arm brushes against Orli´s.
"Oh, sorry," Viggo says and turns his head, smiles at Orlando.
Tingle, tingle.
~~~
There is nothing else when Viggo is around. There are no people and no wet socks, no tired voices or angry sighs.
There really is nothing. And there doesn´t need to be, because Viggo is everything. He´s the rain and the air and the sun and the earth. Viggo is silence. And sometimes, on a break, when it´s noisy, crowded and cold, Orlando looks at Viggo, and it all goes quiet. He puts his hand in Viggo´s, kisses his chin and it´s all so quiet. Viggo is beautiful.
Orlando hides his face in Viggo´s warm neck and feels nothing else.
~~~
When Viggo talks he makes the most mundane things sound beautiful. The way he always takes his time to find the right words, takes his time to speak the words as if he feels that every syllable is worth honoring....it´s admirable.
And his voice. His raspy, low voice that can change into a rawr in a heartbeat. Orlando thinks it´s perfection and it makes him think silly things like `squee´ and `yay´ in his head because Viggo is his - Viggo with the perfect voice - he´s Orlando´s...
`Yay!´
And then Orli laughs at himself, because who actually uses those words?
~~~
It´s funny how Orlando´s life changed so drastically just because of a simple man´s existance. Just a quick glance, a short handshake, and he was a completely different person. Within the matter of five seconds he learned to love. Found the reason to live, his reason to breathe, realized the meaning of life, everything just came crashing down on him. True emotions. They came as a surprise. Or rather, a shock, taking their good time before settling in Orlando´s stomach as a pleasant, warm, fuzzy feeling. A tingly feeling.
Tingle, tingle everytime Viggo breathed.
Explosion of stars everytime they kissed.
~~~
The noise of orcs laughing and knives against plates is loud in the lunch tent. Hobbits chattering next to him, Peter´s voice carrying over from three tables down. Orlando smiles, oblivious. Grey eyes in front of him are concentrating on stabbing a piece of fish with a fork, eyebrows perfectly knitted. Then Viggo gives up and puts his fork down, looks up. Smiles. He leans across the table.
"So...how´s your day, Orlando?" Viggo asks and leans in a little closer than actually needed, his soft breath carressing Orlando´s cheek.
"Tingle, tingle," Orlando says with a bubbly smile and tingles.
~end~
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And ohmygod, your icon is the pretty!!! :D
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tis most tasty!!
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Guh, your icon! Man, those pics are just delicious. :D
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