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baroqueangelOn Saturday night I decided to try something to get myself writing again. I sat down and just started typing. The first section is what happened. It is pretty much random crap that spewed from my brain and through my fingers to end up on the blank word document I had been staring at. It is complete nonesense but it is the first time in a very long time that I comunicated with my muses and that is a fantastic thing.
I tried the same thing last night and the second section is what happened. If you look carefully you might even be able to make out a drabble hidden among the randomness. They're exactly as I wrote them, I haven't reread them, but I wanted to post them here to keep myself motivated. Plus, I thought it was time to let you all know I was still alive >_>
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Saturday
There was once a young boy from a small farming village, he had a little brother and a mother and a friend who liked to throw wrenches at his head as her miniscule grandma picked on him for his height.
Like she’s got any more size to her than I have. And what’s this ‘there was once’ bullshit? What is this, a fairytale? I don’t think so! Write something less girlified already.
Ed, don’t shout at her, we’re lucky she’s writing at all.
Hey, Al! I thought you were on my side.
I am, I am, but you have to admit, it has been a while.
A while?! Come on Al, it’s been a freaking age since she last sat down and just typed. I could die of old age before she writes us into anything decent.
You’ll die of something else first if you keep up that attitude.
What was that?
Don’t forget who holds the power over you. I’ve killed you before and I’ll kill you again if I have to.
You wouldn’t dare.
Wouldn’t I? Do you want to risk it??
Brother, don’t say anything too stupid.
I don’t say anything stupid!
Brother, you know it’s not nice to tell lies.
What have I ever said that’s stupid?
Do you want the list?
Shut up you, I was asking Al! Well, Al?
Umm…
Don’t umm me, tell me one time I’ve said something stupid?
How about when you said you were bringing your mother back? Was that stupid?
That doesn’t…
Doesn’t what Ed? Doesn’t count?? I think it does.
Al, do you agree with her?
Well…
You do! What the hell Al?! Weren’t you on my side?
I don’t really think there are sides brother.
Of course there are sides! There’s the right side and then there is her side. The side that neglects us for months and ignores fic that she’s already started and doesn’t write us into anything good and leaves me high and dry for way too long and seriously, do you realise how long I’ve had this fucking boner?! Get me laid already!!
Brother!
What? You can’t say that you’re any better off.
Well, no, but I’m not crude enough to say it out loud.
That’s because you are a gentleman Al. He’s just a…
A what?? Hmm??
A lady doesn’t use the kind of language that describes you.
A lady? Where’s a lady? I don’t see one.
Seriously, keep this up and I swear you are going to die a virgin in my next fic.
Like you could pull that off.
Fine, you’re probably right on that. But then I could always let you lose your virginity to Armstrong.
…you wouldn’t dare.
Wouldn’t I?
Brother, please stop upsetting Miss Angel. And please stop glaring at her like that. Apologise, right now.
M’sorry.
What was that Ed? I didn’t quite hear you.
I’m Sorry!
Now, Miss Angel, apologise to Ed.
What? Why?
You know you need to, now do it.
Fine, I’m sorry. I’ll try to write you in to a fic soon. Okay?
What do you mean soon?
Brother, stop pushing it.
I’m not.
You are, now stop it!
But Al…
Not another word, understood?
Fine.
Good, now, we should let Miss Angel get some sleep and then maybe she can do some proper writing tomorrow.
I’ll try, Al but I can’t make any promises.
Trying is good enough, now come along brother.
*Ed and Al leave*
Okay, so, what should I attempt to write tomorrow?
Did I hear Ed say he had a boner? I could help him with that.
Oh, Roy.
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Sunday
There was once…
What the hell kind of beginning is that?
…Once upon a time…
Once upon a time, really? Is this a fucking fairytale? Can’t you think of a better beginning than that?
Look, who’s writing this story, me or you?
You, but I bet I could come up with something far better than you ever could.
So why don’t you? Go on, show me how good you can write, Edward!
Well, I mean, I could but I, you know, don’t want to. That would be too easy, you have to remember how to do it on your own.
Really?
Yes, really. Don’t you believe me?
Not as far as I could throw you, Ed.
Hey-
Anyway, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted??
A crappy beginning.
Don’t make me kill you, Ed, because I can and I will if I have to.
You’d have to come up with a better beginning first.
Edward! Anyway…
Ed moaned loudly-
Hey! Just what kind of story are you writing??
Well, you vetoed the fairytale so I’m heading to my fall back option.
Which is?
Porn.
Really? Your fall back genre is porn?
Pretty much.
You are seriously messed up, you know that right?
I’m having a conversation with a character muse in an effort to reawaken my love of writing, of course I know I’m messed up!
Okay, good point, but seriously, why am I moaning in the first sentence?
Because you’re enjoying it? I don’t know. It seemed like a good starting point. Why?
Well, I just, I don’t see why I need to be moaning.
Would you rather be screaming in pain?
No, but can’t I be the one on top for a change?
What makes you think you weren’t?
Well, the moaning, I just assumed.
You should never assume anything with me, Ed.
Really? Awesome. So, who am I on top with?
If you shut up for a minute you might find out.
Why didn’t you say that sooner? Okay, I’m quiet, now write woman! Write!
Ed moaned loudly as he sank into the warmth of his partner.
Partner???? I thought you said I’d find out if I shut up. Who the hell am I fucking already?!
Ed, will you please just shut the fuck up and let me write!
Okay, fine. No need for you to get so mean about it.
…I feel like rolling my eyes at you is just not enough to show my feelings about this right now.
What?
Just, shut up.
Ed moaned loudly as he sank into the warmth of his partner. It was still tight despite the fact that they had been at this for most of the night. He leant down and kissed lips already swollen from the frenzy of kisses that started the night’s activities and thrust deeper into the willing body below. This was perfect, this was bliss, it should be his birthday more often if this was the present he received.
‘Ed, I’m almost, I’m nearly…’
Ed thrust faster, losing his rhythm as he neared the edge, moving one of his hands down between them to grab onto his lover’s cock so that they could fall together. Thrust and stroke, thrust and stroke, faster, faster, almost there.
‘Ed!’
‘Fuck, Roy, so good.’
And then they were coming and moaning and gasping and grasping before Ed fell onto Roy’s chest, both of them finally sated after hours of sex.
‘Happy birthday, Ed.’ Roy lifted his head just enough to kiss the top of Ed’s.
‘Best. Present. Ever.’
‘I’m glad you liked it.’
‘I can’t wait to see how you top it next year.’
Unbeknownst to Ed, Roy already had a few ideas about that. He hoped Ed would like that present as much as he’d liked this one.
So what do you think, Ed?
It wasn’t bad.
That’s high praise coming from you, thank you.
Whatever.
What’s the matter Ed? You look a little uncomfortable there, are you alright?
I’m fine.
You don’t look fine, you’re squirming.
It’s nothing. Anyway, I’ve got to go.
Something come up has it?
Fuck you.
I’ll leave that to Roy.
Did someone say my name?
Hey Roy, Ed’s having an issue.
I can help with that.
I knew you’d say that. Feel free to help him out.
Hey, don’t I get a say in this?
Do you really want to complain?
We’ll be in our room.
Have fun boys.
Oh, we will.
I tried the same thing last night and the second section is what happened. If you look carefully you might even be able to make out a drabble hidden among the randomness. They're exactly as I wrote them, I haven't reread them, but I wanted to post them here to keep myself motivated. Plus, I thought it was time to let you all know I was still alive >_>
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Saturday
There was once a young boy from a small farming village, he had a little brother and a mother and a friend who liked to throw wrenches at his head as her miniscule grandma picked on him for his height.
Like she’s got any more size to her than I have. And what’s this ‘there was once’ bullshit? What is this, a fairytale? I don’t think so! Write something less girlified already.
Ed, don’t shout at her, we’re lucky she’s writing at all.
Hey, Al! I thought you were on my side.
I am, I am, but you have to admit, it has been a while.
A while?! Come on Al, it’s been a freaking age since she last sat down and just typed. I could die of old age before she writes us into anything decent.
You’ll die of something else first if you keep up that attitude.
What was that?
Don’t forget who holds the power over you. I’ve killed you before and I’ll kill you again if I have to.
You wouldn’t dare.
Wouldn’t I? Do you want to risk it??
Brother, don’t say anything too stupid.
I don’t say anything stupid!
Brother, you know it’s not nice to tell lies.
What have I ever said that’s stupid?
Do you want the list?
Shut up you, I was asking Al! Well, Al?
Umm…
Don’t umm me, tell me one time I’ve said something stupid?
How about when you said you were bringing your mother back? Was that stupid?
That doesn’t…
Doesn’t what Ed? Doesn’t count?? I think it does.
Al, do you agree with her?
Well…
You do! What the hell Al?! Weren’t you on my side?
I don’t really think there are sides brother.
Of course there are sides! There’s the right side and then there is her side. The side that neglects us for months and ignores fic that she’s already started and doesn’t write us into anything good and leaves me high and dry for way too long and seriously, do you realise how long I’ve had this fucking boner?! Get me laid already!!
Brother!
What? You can’t say that you’re any better off.
Well, no, but I’m not crude enough to say it out loud.
That’s because you are a gentleman Al. He’s just a…
A what?? Hmm??
A lady doesn’t use the kind of language that describes you.
A lady? Where’s a lady? I don’t see one.
Seriously, keep this up and I swear you are going to die a virgin in my next fic.
Like you could pull that off.
Fine, you’re probably right on that. But then I could always let you lose your virginity to Armstrong.
…you wouldn’t dare.
Wouldn’t I?
Brother, please stop upsetting Miss Angel. And please stop glaring at her like that. Apologise, right now.
M’sorry.
What was that Ed? I didn’t quite hear you.
I’m Sorry!
Now, Miss Angel, apologise to Ed.
What? Why?
You know you need to, now do it.
Fine, I’m sorry. I’ll try to write you in to a fic soon. Okay?
What do you mean soon?
Brother, stop pushing it.
I’m not.
You are, now stop it!
But Al…
Not another word, understood?
Fine.
Good, now, we should let Miss Angel get some sleep and then maybe she can do some proper writing tomorrow.
I’ll try, Al but I can’t make any promises.
Trying is good enough, now come along brother.
*Ed and Al leave*
Okay, so, what should I attempt to write tomorrow?
Did I hear Ed say he had a boner? I could help him with that.
Oh, Roy.
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Sunday
There was once…
What the hell kind of beginning is that?
…Once upon a time…
Once upon a time, really? Is this a fucking fairytale? Can’t you think of a better beginning than that?
Look, who’s writing this story, me or you?
You, but I bet I could come up with something far better than you ever could.
So why don’t you? Go on, show me how good you can write, Edward!
Well, I mean, I could but I, you know, don’t want to. That would be too easy, you have to remember how to do it on your own.
Really?
Yes, really. Don’t you believe me?
Not as far as I could throw you, Ed.
Hey-
Anyway, where was I before I was so rudely interrupted??
A crappy beginning.
Don’t make me kill you, Ed, because I can and I will if I have to.
You’d have to come up with a better beginning first.
Edward! Anyway…
Ed moaned loudly-
Hey! Just what kind of story are you writing??
Well, you vetoed the fairytale so I’m heading to my fall back option.
Which is?
Porn.
Really? Your fall back genre is porn?
Pretty much.
You are seriously messed up, you know that right?
I’m having a conversation with a character muse in an effort to reawaken my love of writing, of course I know I’m messed up!
Okay, good point, but seriously, why am I moaning in the first sentence?
Because you’re enjoying it? I don’t know. It seemed like a good starting point. Why?
Well, I just, I don’t see why I need to be moaning.
Would you rather be screaming in pain?
No, but can’t I be the one on top for a change?
What makes you think you weren’t?
Well, the moaning, I just assumed.
You should never assume anything with me, Ed.
Really? Awesome. So, who am I on top with?
If you shut up for a minute you might find out.
Why didn’t you say that sooner? Okay, I’m quiet, now write woman! Write!
Ed moaned loudly as he sank into the warmth of his partner.
Partner???? I thought you said I’d find out if I shut up. Who the hell am I fucking already?!
Ed, will you please just shut the fuck up and let me write!
Okay, fine. No need for you to get so mean about it.
…I feel like rolling my eyes at you is just not enough to show my feelings about this right now.
What?
Just, shut up.
Ed moaned loudly as he sank into the warmth of his partner. It was still tight despite the fact that they had been at this for most of the night. He leant down and kissed lips already swollen from the frenzy of kisses that started the night’s activities and thrust deeper into the willing body below. This was perfect, this was bliss, it should be his birthday more often if this was the present he received.
‘Ed, I’m almost, I’m nearly…’
Ed thrust faster, losing his rhythm as he neared the edge, moving one of his hands down between them to grab onto his lover’s cock so that they could fall together. Thrust and stroke, thrust and stroke, faster, faster, almost there.
‘Ed!’
‘Fuck, Roy, so good.’
And then they were coming and moaning and gasping and grasping before Ed fell onto Roy’s chest, both of them finally sated after hours of sex.
‘Happy birthday, Ed.’ Roy lifted his head just enough to kiss the top of Ed’s.
‘Best. Present. Ever.’
‘I’m glad you liked it.’
‘I can’t wait to see how you top it next year.’
Unbeknownst to Ed, Roy already had a few ideas about that. He hoped Ed would like that present as much as he’d liked this one.
So what do you think, Ed?
It wasn’t bad.
That’s high praise coming from you, thank you.
Whatever.
What’s the matter Ed? You look a little uncomfortable there, are you alright?
I’m fine.
You don’t look fine, you’re squirming.
It’s nothing. Anyway, I’ve got to go.
Something come up has it?
Fuck you.
I’ll leave that to Roy.
Did someone say my name?
Hey Roy, Ed’s having an issue.
I can help with that.
I knew you’d say that. Feel free to help him out.
Hey, don’t I get a say in this?
Do you really want to complain?
We’ll be in our room.
Have fun boys.
Oh, we will.
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Date: 2014-11-03 10:41 pm (UTC)Really? Your fall back genre is porn?
Pretty much.
You are seriously messed up, you know that right? <--- My fave part!
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Date: 2014-11-10 10:23 am (UTC)And to be fair, it kind of is my fall back genre ...
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Date: 2014-11-04 03:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-11-10 10:25 am (UTC)Roy!muse is always available to help Ed!muse relax, (and Havoc!muse, sometimes even both at the same time) ;)
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Date: 2014-11-07 11:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-11-10 10:26 am (UTC)<333