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fellowshippers2004-02-01 12:40 am
flumsan.livejournal.com) wrote in fellowshippers2004-02-01 12:40 am
I'm going mental..
..with boredome.
Anyone who has an idea for a fic, but don't intend to write it..? I've run out of ideas and I'm desperate to write something. Anything!
*whines*
I'm posting a short one I wrote a while ago too. It's BB/DM and it's Rated G.
Dom always thought crying while the rain was pouring down was a good idea. “‘Cause if you’re walking really fast, nobody will se if all the wetness in your face is tears or raindrops.”
And so he did. He cried while walking away from Billy’s house.
But when he got onto the bus it wasn’t as easy anymore. The fact that the wetness on his cheeks didn’t dry although the rest of him did was hard to deny. The whimpers that escaped from his mouth couldn’t be blamed on the rain or feeling cold, since the bus was pretty warm. And pretty crowded as well.
And so he cried. Cried while travelling further away from Billy’s house.
Getting off the bus was a relief. Because now the rain was on his face again and blended with his tears. He walked down the small path and came to the bench where him and Billy had their first kiss. He could remember it as if it was yesterday though months, even years had passed. And he just couldn’t sit down. He simply stood there. Waiting. Hoping.
And so he cried. Cried for feeling so lonely. Because no comforting arms (Billy’s) were holding him, no hands (Billy’s) were caressing his back.
But suddenly, comforting arms (Billy’s?) were holding him.
Hot breath in his ear, thick accent saying;
“It’s alright Dominic. You can cry. I was being stupid anyways.” Billy!
And so he did. Cried and smiled and laughed and sobbed while being kissed.
Kissed by Billy.
His Billy.
Anyone who has an idea for a fic, but don't intend to write it..? I've run out of ideas and I'm desperate to write something. Anything!
*whines*
I'm posting a short one I wrote a while ago too. It's BB/DM and it's Rated G.
Dom always thought crying while the rain was pouring down was a good idea. “‘Cause if you’re walking really fast, nobody will se if all the wetness in your face is tears or raindrops.”
And so he did. He cried while walking away from Billy’s house.
But when he got onto the bus it wasn’t as easy anymore. The fact that the wetness on his cheeks didn’t dry although the rest of him did was hard to deny. The whimpers that escaped from his mouth couldn’t be blamed on the rain or feeling cold, since the bus was pretty warm. And pretty crowded as well.
And so he cried. Cried while travelling further away from Billy’s house.
Getting off the bus was a relief. Because now the rain was on his face again and blended with his tears. He walked down the small path and came to the bench where him and Billy had their first kiss. He could remember it as if it was yesterday though months, even years had passed. And he just couldn’t sit down. He simply stood there. Waiting. Hoping.
And so he cried. Cried for feeling so lonely. Because no comforting arms (Billy’s) were holding him, no hands (Billy’s) were caressing his back.
But suddenly, comforting arms (Billy’s?) were holding him.
Hot breath in his ear, thick accent saying;
“It’s alright Dominic. You can cry. I was being stupid anyways.” Billy!
And so he did. Cried and smiled and laughed and sobbed while being kissed.
Kissed by Billy.
His Billy.
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I haven't even heard of Bright Eyes. Damn!
But thanks anyways.. ;)
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*pastes sticky note to computer monitor* write.
there, now i'll remember. ^_^
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b) I'm a horrible writer (I've only written a bit of stuff in
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b) Ah, I don't beleive that. Yeah, I've also been thinking about a proposal.. It would be fun to write it, and since some of my fics are called "MEGA-fluff" [I invented the word! lol] it would fit. Hum... *starts getting tiny ideas*
A fight... yes.. hum... *get's more ideas* OMG. I just got AN IDEA! I wonder.. Well, thank you very much. I'll let you know if I finish anything, alright? ;)
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b) Hahaha! You're welcome, thank you for liking my ideas. I can't wait to read your next piece.
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b) I'll credit you if my idea works. i hope it does..
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yeah, it sounds interesting.. =)
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: billy-dom
Disclaimer: gay fuckage... don't like it don't read it
Author’s Note: This didn't happen, although I can dream can't I...=)
Author: SlightlyPsycho and Flumsan
Feedback: sure, send to either author
The light of dawn dances a waltz across Billy's semi-parted lips. His emerald eyes gazed absently at the ceiling before rousing himself. Just as he realized that Dom wasn't there the phone rang. It was Dom.
"Hey Bills. Sorry I didn't come home last night. I got too messed up to drive or remember the address. Lij, Orli and I are going to pub later. Want ta go?"
"Its ok. I'd love to go. Could you come and pick me up though? No gas."
"Sure Billy-boy. We'll be there around 7."
"See you then."
A click sounded from the other end. Billy held the receiver to his ear for a time, as if... as if waiting for Dom to come back and talk. Finally, he put the phone down. Grudgingly, he pulled on a pair of pants, slowly, feeling the denim rub up his legs and the cool metal on the zipper rest on his bare loins. He paused a moment letting the metal warm from the heat of his body. He sighed and sniffed the armpit of a shirt. Deeming it clean enough, he put it on.
Billy went into the empty kitchen and made his breakfast. He plopped down in front of the tube, not really watching, just thinking. Wondering what Dom had done last night. After deciding that he hadn't done anything, the day past quickly, and, soon, there was a loud honk and the sound of laughter ensuing from the driveway.
"Piiiiiipppppiiiinnnnn!!!" chanted Orli, "The hobbits are waiting."
"Shut it, Orli," shot back Billy, tugging on his black silk shirt as he bounded toward the car. Dom's eyes followed Billy in awe at his languid grace. Dom, absently, ran a finger down Billy's wife beater-covered stomach sending a warm chill through Billy.
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As for fic ideas... ehm... Dom in drag?
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Dom in drag..Hm. you mean like 'serious-drag' or just 'for-a-laugh-drag'?
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i'll give you an idea... "smash", "mouse", "window", "sunday", "quiet". see what you can come up with, but including all five of those words.
*wanders off*
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