blue_halos

FIC - Cure - Ronnie/Max - Completed

2008-01-26T15:53:22Z

Title: Cure

Author: Blue_Halos

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Kissing, some swearing, sexual references

For: Name: lackof_sound

Prompts: bunk, stage, listen, sugar, game

Location: tour bus

Quote: “is that really necessary?”

Colour: pink

Pairing: Ronnie/Max

Cure

Max had a cure for everything;

Motion sickness, headaches, sore throats, cuts, grazes, nail biting, the lot.

He even swears he has the perfect cure for broken bones. Ronnie is somewhat thankful he has yet to have the opportunity to text that one out though.

However, try as me might, Max absolutely, for the life of him, cannot figure out a cure for boredom while on the tour bus. He thought he had once; and suddenly jumped up and ran to the kitchen area and threw open the cupboards, declaring “I’ve got it!” Ronnie listened patiently, while Max rattle on about how he read that three teaspoons of sugar would work, then quietly reminded him that that was his cure for hiccups, not boredom.

“Lets play a game”

Ronnie looked up from his magazine and raised an eyebrow at Max.

“Don’t look at me like that!” His band mate exclaimed, promptly gripping his wrist attempting to pull him off the couch. “It’ll be fun”

Ronnie highly doubted this, but allowed himself to be dragged to the kitchen area anyway. He found Bryan and Robert already seated, looking wary.

“The game is called ‘I never’ and we each have a beer, and then take it in turns to say something that’s starts with I never and whoever has done what was said takes a mouthful of their beer!”

The game seemed harmless enough, though Ronnie couldn’t see the point in playing it, as they already knew everything about each other anyway.

Or, at least, that’s what he thought.

It turned out there was a lot he didn’t know about his friends.

For example, he didn’t know that Bryan once had a crush on his maths teacher, or that Robert wanted to have sex with Max’s mother.

There was a lot of this he didn’t want to know as well, like that Robert had jerked off twice in one night on the tour bus while they all slept around him.

Thought, all in all, it was still proving to be a fun, harmless game.

“I never felt sexually attracted to someone in this room”

Scratch that.

This game fucking sucked.

Ronnie considered not drinking for about .1 of a second, until he realised that two pairs of eyes were watching him closely, and the other pair was avoiding him completely.

So he took a swig, stood up and stormed past everyone to go lay on his bunk.

He wasn’t alone long though, a timid looking Max soon graced him with his presence. He climbed the ladder to Ronnie’s bed, ignoring Ronnie’s demands of “go away” and “get off my bed”.

“You missed the end of the game” Max said, settling into his natural place with his head on the singer’s chest.

“I don’t care”

“I do. You missed me take a sip too”

“What?”

“You left before I had the chance to have some of my beer as well”

“Oh” Ronnie didn’t know what to think.

“I don’t really mind though. I got to tell you anyway and now there is no one here so I can tell you the other thing as well”

Ronnie wanted to smile at Max’s sheer cuteness, but he was overcome with nerves.

“Tell me” he urge, trying not to sound too eager

“I want to kiss you”

“You kiss me all the time”

He didn’t know how he was managing to keep this so casual, but he was thankful none the less.

“That doesn’t count. It’s on stage, fan service, it’s not really real. I want to kiss you like they do in the movies, and whenever I want. I want you to make love to me, and call me yours forever”

Before Ronnie himself had even time to register, he had flipped Max over, so that he was now leaning down over the smaller boy, using his superior size to completely enclose the other boy.

He was lying in between Max’s legs, kissing him hungrily, and he was completely happy.

He moved his attention down to Max’s neck, kissing, sucking, licking and biting the skin he found there. Max was groaning and panting below him.

“Ugh, Ronnie?” Max asked, breathless

“Yeah?” Ronnie barely stopped his actions

“Why are your sheets pink?” Ronnie smiled and shut the other boy up with more kisses.

They didn’t hear anyone approaching, if they had, Ronnie was positive they would have eased up a bit. Well, almost positive.

“What are you two--- agh! Ewwww! Come on guys! Is that really necessary?!” Bryan asked loudly, causing Ronnie to blush, max to giggle, and Robert to come running.

“Yep! It’s my new cure for boredom!” Max declared

“Well thank Christ for that!” Robert exclaimed happily “we were beginning to think we’d have to lock in a closet somewhere so you’d get over the sexual tension thing you’ve had going forever!

“Alright, alright!” Ronnie said, slightly annoyed “do us a favour will you?”

“Yeah?”

“Get the fuck out, we’re busy”

Fin.

FIC - Reality - Original

2008-01-15T01:34:32Z

Challenge Fic

Set by: Kat

Date: 3^rd Nov 2007

Completed: yes

Requirements:

Fandom: N/A

Character: Alice

Prompts: Broken, Quaint, Faith, Renewal, Imitation

Colour: Green

Place: Beach

Quote: ‘Fuck this’

Title: Reality

Author: Abstract silver

Summary: ‘she was so sick of being someone else, when had the world become so fucking complicated?’

Reality.

She didn’t understand it.

It wasn’t right and she couldn’t do a thing about it.

Sam didn’t move, even when the rain began.

Alice knew it was coming, she could hear it off in the distance through the wind; she wanted to yell out to him, warn him but time had slowed right down and her mouth wasn’t working.

The rain burned her skin and she wanted to scream.

This was heaven’s way of grieving for the life they were about to take.

There was a flutter, a quick flash of light as if she had blinked, and Sam was lying a meter from where he stood before, his legs half buried in sand.

His skin was paler than it had been before and his face looked porcelain, drops of water slid off his cheekbones and his eyes were fixed elsewhere.

Alice felt a surge of nausea cover come her; she had been foolish.

All those old fashioned ideas; it was so fucking stupid.

There was nothing romantic about death.

It wasn’t noble, and he hadn’t died a hero.

Sam had died to save her and it didn’t mean a goddamn thing because she was going to die now anway.

Alice hated it. She hated all of it. She screamed in frustration and choked back a sob.

“god” something inside her shattered “fuck this, its not..” her head was spinning and nothing made sense.

It had only been a game and it wasn’t meant to be like this.

She was so sick of being someone else, when has the world become so fucking complicated?

Sam’s t-shirt was fading red, the dark green was being washed away as what was left of his of his existence drained from his chest.

Alice wanted to go back. Start again and pretend this never happened but it was too late, and nothing would ever be the same again.

Hello! (delete if not allowed)

2008-01-06T07:05:07Z

Hey sweetie pies!

This is my writing account, I am also known as Abstract_Silver.

I was wondering if you guys could help me.

You see, my muse and I are having a difference in opinion, I want to write, and my muse keeps saying "fuck that", thus, nothing gets done. :'(
Anyways, I was wondering if anyone here has some requests for me to do?
They will be anywhere between 400 and 1000 words long, and all I need is the following:

5 words (example: tree, sorrow, indifferent, dead-end, ect) :
A location (house, warehouse, hotel room ect) :
A quote (opinional. (it can be as simple as "shut up!" or something like my friend recently gave me "we are all like fireworks, we simply flair and die" its up to you))
A colour (any colour, depending on what kind of mood you'd like) :
Character/pairing (duh. I'm not fussy or nacey about pairings, anything goes) :

If your interested, comment here to tell me the details.
I dont mind how many I get, and your welcome to post as many as you'd like!

They will be cross posted to the community and to my journal.
thanks guys.

blue_halos @ 2007-12-31T17:38:00

2008-01-06T06:40:34Z