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The comm will be one year old tomorrow! And to celebrate, here is a word which is completely un-related to that fact. :D
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Today's word is: unbidden
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on 2008-02-11 12:51 pm (UTC)Fandom/original: Firefly
Characters: Zoƫ, Jayne, Mal, Kaylee
Rating: PG
Word count: 229
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on 2008-02-14 05:54 am (UTC)Fandom/original: original
Rating: PG
Word count: 119
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on 2008-02-17 09:43 pm (UTC)Fandom/original: Bleach
Characters: Histugaya, Matsumoto
Rating: PG
Word count: 777
reposted: Really, really belated
on 2011-09-10 04:30 am (UTC)Title: Kiss me before you go
Fandom/original: Metal Gear
Characters: Hal/?
Rating: PG-13, maybe, for mentions of homosexuality
Word count: 262
He watched, eyes half lidded.
It always ended this way.
He came over in the night, alone, besieged by memories he couldn't
suppress, couldn't handle alone.
Hal always let him in. Always gave him a cup of coffee, always sat
with him, while they grew cold and silent, waiting.
And he always spoke, eventually.
Quietly, at first. Words soft, but forceful. Emotion-heavy, falling
like iron feathers on the stillness of the room.
Hal always listened, silent.
He never spoke, not a single sound.
He knew what was required of him, and it wasn't words.
It always happened the same way, as the coffee cup slipped from his
fingers, cold coffee forgotten under silent tears, the press of Hal's
warm lips, and the touch of hands on skin.
They always moved, slowly, clothing falling on the way, to his
bedroom.
They always fell across the sheets.
The lotion always fell to his hand, slick and cold, hand spreading it
inside, lubricating and stretching. Hal always felt it was vaguely
odd, mechanical. But he never said anything.
They always coupled the same way.
Hal always felt vaguely used.
And then it was over.
In the morning, the first light of dawn broke through the window.
He watched with half-closed eyes.
Clothes were collected, slid over skin.
And he was gone.
Hal wished, just once, for a kiss.
Just one kiss, before he was abandoned. Again.
He curled up in his sheets, cold, despite the residual warmth, and
then left the tears come.
Only then did he speak, a broken whisper of a word.
"Jack..."
I need to come back here someday, lol. And ironically, today I'm wearing my Metal Gear Solid 2 t-shirt O.o Also, in addition to having forgotten I wrote this, I apparently forgot how to use LJ formatting. Sorry for delete/repost.
Re: reposted: Really, really belated
on 2011-09-10 04:32 am (UTC)Re: reposted: Really, really belated
on 2011-09-10 05:13 am (UTC)Re: reposted: Really, really belated
on 2011-09-10 07:50 am (UTC)