unwritten stories meme
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schmericaSome answers for the "story I didn't write" meme! They're all a little over the one-to-three sentence guidelines, but I don't think anybody will mind.
spuffyduds prompted The one where Billy Tallent's daughter Billie hits her teenage years and discovers punk history and becomes obsessed with Joe Dick and Billy has to deal with THAT..
Billy's not sure how one weekend a month can be such a fucking long time. It wasn't so bad when she was younger, but he's got no idea what the fuck to do with this teenager who shows up at his apartment in her stupid pseudo-punk fashion she bought at the mall. He counts cigarettes before she comes and after she leaves, but at least he hasn't had to lock up the booze from her yet. And she has pretty good taste in the albums she goes through from his record collection.
He draws the line when she brings the poster over. "You're not hanging that in my house," Billy says. He didn't even know they sold those. He wonders who's getting the money for it. Billy certainly hasn't seen any.
"It's my room," she says, pouting like a little kid. She wants to hang it over her bed - it'd be like Joe was watching her sleep, watching Billy's kid in her nighty every night. It's sick.
"It's my room. All of the rooms are my rooms," Billy says, and he rips the poster out of her hands and tears it in two.
"You're an asshole," she says, glaring at him, but it's not like Billy hasn't heard that plenty of times before.
*****
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rubynye prompted I really adore the story you wrote where Charles and Raven dp'd Erik -- having Charles tied up with metal the whole time, communicating only in fervent thought and grunts from behind the doorknob gag, was sheer brilliance, but then the whole story was.
"You're not going to cheat, are you?" Erik says seriously. He leans back, admiring his own handiwork on the gag. "We can't stop you if you decide to. We're both trusting you to behave yourself."
Charles shakes his head, almost frantically. It's one of the only parts of his body he can still move, everything else firmly restrained by the metal Erik's used to spread all his limbs against the bed. No, no, I want this, please, Charles says mentally.
His eyes are wide and pleading. He'll cry before this is over, Erik knows. It won't take much.
Erik climbs off of him, trying not to show his reluctance too obviously. He turns to Raven, stopping to give her a lengthy and affectionate kiss. "If you'd like to do the honors, my dear?" he says, gesturing back to the bed.
*****
pocky_slash prompted: Remember that time you wrote a story about teenage Charles and Erik on a field trip with their class? And how they snuck away from the group and it was really thrilling to be doing something to blatently against the rules, but also thrilling to be doing it with each other because they were both nursing crushes that they thought were unrequited? And also there was kissing? REMEMBER THAT STORY?
Charles isn't paying attention, so he doesn't notice the grown-up turning down the hall. Erik does, though, and he grabs Charles's hand, tugging him around the corner, out of sight, before they're spotted.
Charles is glad. He knows they're going to get caught eventually, and that they're going to be in a lot of trouble. He accepts that; it's worth it. But he'd rather it not happen soon, because he wants this to last as long as possible, first.
Erik's hand is warm and slightly sweaty. He hasn't let go of Charles yet, even though they're safe. Charles doesn't want to pull away, either.
spuffyduds prompted The one where Billy Tallent's daughter Billie hits her teenage years and discovers punk history and becomes obsessed with Joe Dick and Billy has to deal with THAT.. Billy's not sure how one weekend a month can be such a fucking long time. It wasn't so bad when she was younger, but he's got no idea what the fuck to do with this teenager who shows up at his apartment in her stupid pseudo-punk fashion she bought at the mall. He counts cigarettes before she comes and after she leaves, but at least he hasn't had to lock up the booze from her yet. And she has pretty good taste in the albums she goes through from his record collection.
He draws the line when she brings the poster over. "You're not hanging that in my house," Billy says. He didn't even know they sold those. He wonders who's getting the money for it. Billy certainly hasn't seen any.
"It's my room," she says, pouting like a little kid. She wants to hang it over her bed - it'd be like Joe was watching her sleep, watching Billy's kid in her nighty every night. It's sick.
"It's my room. All of the rooms are my rooms," Billy says, and he rips the poster out of her hands and tears it in two.
"You're an asshole," she says, glaring at him, but it's not like Billy hasn't heard that plenty of times before.
*****
rubynye prompted I really adore the story you wrote where Charles and Raven dp'd Erik -- having Charles tied up with metal the whole time, communicating only in fervent thought and grunts from behind the doorknob gag, was sheer brilliance, but then the whole story was. "You're not going to cheat, are you?" Erik says seriously. He leans back, admiring his own handiwork on the gag. "We can't stop you if you decide to. We're both trusting you to behave yourself."
Charles shakes his head, almost frantically. It's one of the only parts of his body he can still move, everything else firmly restrained by the metal Erik's used to spread all his limbs against the bed. No, no, I want this, please, Charles says mentally.
His eyes are wide and pleading. He'll cry before this is over, Erik knows. It won't take much.
Erik climbs off of him, trying not to show his reluctance too obviously. He turns to Raven, stopping to give her a lengthy and affectionate kiss. "If you'd like to do the honors, my dear?" he says, gesturing back to the bed.
*****
pocky_slash prompted: Remember that time you wrote a story about teenage Charles and Erik on a field trip with their class? And how they snuck away from the group and it was really thrilling to be doing something to blatently against the rules, but also thrilling to be doing it with each other because they were both nursing crushes that they thought were unrequited? And also there was kissing? REMEMBER THAT STORY?Charles isn't paying attention, so he doesn't notice the grown-up turning down the hall. Erik does, though, and he grabs Charles's hand, tugging him around the corner, out of sight, before they're spotted.
Charles is glad. He knows they're going to get caught eventually, and that they're going to be in a lot of trouble. He accepts that; it's worth it. But he'd rather it not happen soon, because he wants this to last as long as possible, first.
Erik's hand is warm and slightly sweaty. He hasn't let go of Charles yet, even though they're safe. Charles doesn't want to pull away, either.
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16/5/12 03:37 (UTC)So good! Thank you!
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