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Fic: Crawling Toward the Light
Title: Crawling Toward the Light
Author: AngiePen
Original story: Manipulation by
v_angelique
Pairing: David Wenham/Karl Urban, Karl Urban/Sean Bean
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After what Sean did, David is a shaking wreck. He needs Karl but Karl's out playing avenging hero instead of taking care of his boyfriend, so David has to work through it all on his own.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: Written for the 2007
lotrips_remix Fest. Unfortunately I couldn't quite manage a perfectly stand-alone story. This'll have a lot more impact if you've read Victoria Angelique's original first.
"Karl!"
David's voice was lost in the angry stomping and slamming and then Karl was gone and the house was empty.
Emptier than usual because David himself felt hollow inside, as though there were less of him and he took up less space in the universe -- weighed less, mattered less, was less. Just a hollow skin of a man in an empty house filled only with the echoes of furious shouting and needy pleading.
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Author: AngiePen
Original story: Manipulation by
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Pairing: David Wenham/Karl Urban, Karl Urban/Sean Bean
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After what Sean did, David is a shaking wreck. He needs Karl but Karl's out playing avenging hero instead of taking care of his boyfriend, so David has to work through it all on his own.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: Written for the 2007
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"Karl!"
David's voice was lost in the angry stomping and slamming and then Karl was gone and the house was empty.
Emptier than usual because David himself felt hollow inside, as though there were less of him and he took up less space in the universe -- weighed less, mattered less, was less. Just a hollow skin of a man in an empty house filled only with the echoes of furious shouting and needy pleading.
Read more....