oh hello f-list, newbies and old faithfuls, one and all

[dire_redux]

So I am stealing this from my darling featherfish because it is a very, very rad idea and also some of you are shy and I wish you wouldn't be because I really don't bite unless you're into that.

So without further ado, I give you:

In past Christmases, I have left an open invitation to write little fanfic drabbles for LJ holiday presents. I'd like to do that

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[featherfish]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0wbSwnXGcQ

The song, not the video. But you might enjoy the video. But I want something uncomfortably, destructively sexy for the song. That's allllll.

Fill: [scene missing]

[dire_redux]

There are a lot of things I remember about last night. I’m sure I don’t remember everything. I wish I could. Oh, god, how I wish I could. But to be honest, I don’t think memory can capture you quite right, the way you move, the way you talk, the way my blood looks smeared across your lips, the way you grabbed me by the necktie and didn’t let go until you locked the hotel door behind us. But I wish it could, I wish more than anything.

I guess it happened kind of like a film for me. Pause. Back it up frame by frame. See, there’s what I missed, your blue eyes getting darker and darker, like stormclouds gathering. Oh, it’s going to pour, can’t you see? It’s going to pour for days. Once it starts to come down, it’s not going to stop.

Press play. Here’s the part where your nails dig into my back and you’re moving on top of me, quick and deadly and intent and your hips rise up, all potential, that taunting future tense. I can hear your breath in the quiet, hear myself saying, I need you, you’re my everything, hear myself

Re: Fill: [scene missing]

[featherfish]

Oh goddddddddddddddd

It hurts, it hurts so good.

I had the song pounding in my head while I read it.

Movie metaphor lsdkjdfkljaklsdfjkljflsdlf

Oh lord. Thank you liebling. Just perfect as usual.

Re: Fill: [scene missing]

[dire_redux]

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I am so glad that you like it and thank you so much oh my goddddd.

&hearts &hearts &hearts

Also I went ahead and filled your other prompt because they kind of went together, I thought. Okay I don't knowkshdkjsa

HOW I LOVE YOU BABY

[postcardmystery]

Fill: Real Bad

[dire_redux]

This one goes with that fucking brilliant Kathy Acker photo and (sort of, to a far lesser degree) the quote that went with it. I will be coming back to get the rest, mark my words, love.She’s dangerous they all say but they’re all talking about the wrong she

[starlingthefool]

Zero gravity porn. There can be space cowboys or something if you really want to make me happy. Ooh, or floating blood drops. Maybe one of them is injured? *shrugs*

I don't know, I've had a long day of cleaning up other people's messes, and that was the first thing that my brain shat out. (You don't actually have to write this shit, but I'll... bake you cookies? write you some porn in return?)

[dire_redux]

SO. I HAVE BEEN QUITE NOT-PROMPT AND NOT-ORDERLY WITH THIS MEMETHING, BUT I JUST WANT TO LET YOU KNOW THAT THIS IS TOTALLY HAPPENING AND I THINK I MIGHT JUST USE SOMETHING THAT I STARTED WHEN I WAS WRITING FOR THE PROMPT GENERATOR AND RUNNING WITH IT IN A NEW DIRECTION, SO THERE WILL BE UHHH SPACEPRIESTS AND MEN WITH MECHANICAL HANDS? THAT IS IF YOU DON'T MIND.

ALSO I HOPE YOUR HOLIDAYS WERE/ARE AMAZING.

/CRUISE CONTROL

[starlingthefool]

LOLOLOLOL THAT'S JUST FINE BB. YOU BE YOUR BADASS SELF WITH YOUR SPACEPRIESTS AND MECHANICAL HANDS.

My holidays... I fail at holidays, for the most part, but these were all right. I mostly lazed around and did nothing at all. NEW YEARS SHALL BE BETTER. I HOPE YOU HAD SOME ROCKING CELEBRATIONS AS WELL.

[inkysaurus]

can you write one about a girl who has a skeleton boyfriend? cause i am never gonna write it

Fill: Mama Told Me

[dire_redux]

Mama told me it would never work out, the whole sneaking out every night thing. She told me it’d never come to no good. All this nonsense where I wait until I hear her snoring over the Late Show and then get all dressed up with my hair in braids and a winter coat over my favourite dress. But she leaves the door unlocked, keeps the porch light on for me.

I guess she just thinks it’s something I’ve got to get out of my system, but I think she’s got it all wrong. I don’t think she’s filling in what goes between the lines quite right. I mean, she knows that I’m slipping out to see a guy and that’s true enough but I know she’s got the whys of the situation all wrong and lord knows I don’t blame her. The way things really are, well, it’s not exactly the first scenario I’d guess. Or the second. Or the third

Re: Fill: Mama Told Me

[inkysaurus]

That is super amaaaaziiiiingggg

[featherfish]

Hey hey me again.

Old theater. Projection room. Love story. Catharsis. Like Fight Club or like Cinema Paradiso.

Fill: Cutting Room Floor

[dire_redux]

This is you and I in the projection room, standing close enough that I can feel the warmth of your body through your clothes. Except that we’re both dead. Dead in different ways. You’re not breathing. I’m asleep because I don’t want to be awake and there aren’t too many alternatives. I’m dead to the world.

It was true, I guess. I’d die without you. I’m not a liar. I never have been

Re: Fill: Cutting Room Floor

[featherfish]

Gaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhalsfjldjf

Such a sad pair of drabbles/people. Thank you my darling, I love them.