These drabbles were written for severina2001 as a thank you for all the pleasure her stories have given me over the years. Thanks also to firehead30 for her beta of Respite, though it happened so long ago, she may not even remember!
I was just taking a li'l LJ break after doing a $262 food shopping which left me monitarily, emotionally, and physically drained. Your drabbles perked me right up.
There so much in these two little pieces that I find just beautiful and would no matter what their context:
Constellations wheel and the earth spins toward tomorrow, but for now there’s only worship and sacred pleasure, only communion and green cathedrals.
Others are very context-based:
Salt stings his sex-bruised lips, and JT presses closer and closer to his punishment.
I am blown away. The imagery in these is absolutely stunning. And to have them dedicated to me just, honestly, took my breath away.
Later, JT wakes to velvet night and Rage inside him; hovering inches above the silvered sea. He smiles and lets his head fall back, hair trailing a dark and starry wake.
Constellations wheel and the earth spins toward tomorrow, but for now there’s only worship and sacred pleasure, only communion and green cathedrals.
I have read these lines over and over again and I'm still spellbound.
Tig, do you even remember me?? Sorry, I never replied to your lovely feedback. Thank you. To answer your question, I'm fine, other than being awol for so long! I hope to catch up with you and everyone I've missed these past months. And yes, we will share a drink. Or two.
Since you don't know me I just wanted to leave a note to let you know that I friended you to come back to read your fics. I lose everyone if I don't friend and have them on my user page. I tried bookmarking but then end up with way to much stuff on my favorites list and still can't find people. Thanks
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There so much in these two little pieces that I find just beautiful and would no matter what their context:
Constellations wheel and the earth spins toward tomorrow, but for now there’s only worship and sacred pleasure, only communion and green cathedrals.
Others are very context-based:
Salt stings his sex-bruised lips, and JT presses closer and closer to his punishment.
Oh, yeah. FanSee
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FanSee, your feedback, as always, is lovely and thoughtful. You perked me right up. Thank you.
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Later, JT wakes to velvet night and Rage inside him; hovering inches above the silvered sea. He smiles and lets his head fall back, hair trailing a dark and starry wake.
Constellations wheel and the earth spins toward tomorrow, but for now there’s only worship and sacred pleasure, only communion and green cathedrals.
I have read these lines over and over again and I'm still spellbound.
Thank you! *hugs and frackles and kisses*
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It’s JT’s idea to fuck inside the hurricane.
He's a dirty little thing.
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And also, how have you been? Tell your Tig about your life and let's share a drink.
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