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[ibythetide]

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ii. Out of utter curiosity, if I was chained up in your *insert place you would theoretically chain me and could that be to one of the hundred thousand crushes i have's bed kthanxiheartyousomuch*, and I had to write you one story, what would you demand? Or alternatively, what's something you always hoped I'd write but know is never going to happen?

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[lunar-art.livejournal.com]

1) I haven't listened to Dizzy Gillespie or Louis Armstrong in AGES. I thank you so muck for posting that.

2) I am forever hoping someone will write good Sergio/Gonzalo fic.

3) I will gladly chain you wherever you wish if you mange #2.

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

this is not at all what you're wanting but maybe it's a start! i notice sometimes if something is presented to the masses, an idea takes root and then you open your fl and suddenly there's pepe/sergio or gattuso/cesc there ;)

2. For most, relating and relationships are found in the times in between. Between the long talks and the heated kisses, or the strong laughter and the next joke spun just to keep the smile alive, in that moment in between one breath and the next when, for a very instant the words no longer matter and all sound is replaced by the sudden melding of two distinct heart beats.

This is where Gonzalo found Sergio Ramos. In between a practice and a match, between recently lost love and loneliness, between a good night and a good morning, a goodbye and a hello. The particulars whisk by but he will forever remember reaching out for Sergio's hand, thumb sliding across the smooth skin and across knuckle slowly as he never before dared to touch.

He answers Sergio's questioning word, his name, with a bewildered smile. "It's like I've never seen you before. Have you always been this way."

"Been how?"

"Something I could have?"

Sergio's warm fingers curl around his hand and hold him, the grips so tight Gonzalo thinks perhaps he'll never let go. "I have been this way, always."

[lunar-art.livejournal.com]

awww thank you
it was so sweet and just perfect
and sorry for the late reply, its been crazy here

[adorerdollylux.livejournal.com]

oh looord. this is a dangerous question and even though you're like my personal fic machine, i'm going to answer this as well. i need time! ;)

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

sadly i think the window of opportunity is closing :(

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

pokepokepoke

[dgxku.livejournal.com]

you cant just *ASK* a question like that and expect me to have a coherent response for you.

THE POWER. IT TINGLES.

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

for reasons i barely recall, the word tingles is associated with balls in my mind. yeah, i know. hopefully i have ruined the word for you too now!

also, the window of opportunity is closing. i struggled out less than two hundred words and my block seems to be closing in on me again. get it now while the getting is good!

[dgxku.livejournal.com]

very well, if i switch the word to "thrills", praps you wont manage to ruin that one too, lol. :)

i request porn. porny porny porny porn. iker/nando/nameless boy.

ORRRRR

you could write pure mary sueish het with whatever boy youd like, nameless girl. merely because i *think* this is out of the way for your usual writing

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

merely because i *think* this is out of the way for your usual writing

ahahhahahahahah. *cough* it is actually because i really can't write mary sue. it is an honest to god squick for me. give me a general physical or a person and i can do it! but me in fic? i'd totally read it, can't lie, but can't write it at all :(

1. Fernando loves being placed behind lines, inside boxes, restrained and tied down because he's a man who cannot be contained. His body forever tests limits and breaks each boundary set before him and crushes through hurdles as easily as a hand through parchment paper. When Sergio curls across his back, lips hot against the back of his neck to whisper, "He can't come, nino. Don't let him come inside you," Fernando only hears the don't and the can't and rebels as e always does.

The nameless boy gives a shout, shiver sliding through his body as nando comes up on his elbows. He shifts, knees outward, back long, muscles soft under miles of creamy skin that flexes as he dips his belly down and rolls his hips up and fucks back on the dick inside him.

"Oh," he gasps. "Oh god that feels good. Fuck me. Fuck me." He croons the words, breathy voice pitched high and lulling and his moans in between spin like raw silk the frustrated edge of Sergio's senses. He puts on a show, bowing his back, grinding down so his wet cock drags across the sheets before he pops back up, each thrust adding a shiver down his spine and a grunt from the his lover and this nameless boy.

It can't go on, it can't last, not with the way Fernando works the inside, not even the sudden filling of Sergio down his throat, "can't take it, you are such. can't take it," stopping him. And when he comes, startled by a strange hand petting him, Fernando does the only thing he knows how, goes forward and drags them both to the edge with him, come leaking from the corner of his mouth and do his inner thighs.

:(

[dgxku.livejournal.com]

my jaw is hanging open.

oh jesus christ woman. youve killed me

muah

[ibythetide.livejournal.com]

i'll hang on to it to see if it could ever expand to anything! :D

[navia.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't demand this of you now, but something I always hoped you'd write was that Anyband AU. I don't even remember all the details we discussed, but weren't you going to incorporate a dream you had about it? I think the story was going to be Jaejoong/Yoochun and Junsu/Boa? Anyway, that. I longed for that, but it never happened. T__T