Fic: A Bad Day's Fantasies (Still A Working Title)
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mindcrackloveWhile I've been lurking on here for a while - reading the fics, looking through all the comments, living all the feels - I've been writing some small little fics for a lot of crack pairings (HA double meanings). I finished one and got it beta-read by several people and...I wanted to show it to people... I hope this is alright! (I'm new to all this... sorry!)
Rambly start, I know. It's a Kurt/Zisteau fic - it's easy to write adorable fics for these guys. Guess it's also Altverse too... (?)
The bed made a creaking noise as Kurt fell upon it in annoyance. He threw his 3D glasses across the small room and growled. Today just wasn't his day. Nothing had gone right: he'd been attacked by spiders in the spawner in the wall of the Silo, he'd then caused a lava flow in the Silo that had taken ages to clear up and he'd been unable to find anything useful while caving.
Kurt just wanted to lay on the bed for the rest of the day, hoping it was all just a dream. As he lay face down on his pillow, his mind thought of something.
He hadn't spoken to some close friends in the longest time and this sudden realisation made Kurt long to see one certain friend: Zisteau. He still didn't move though and his mind kept on about the pigman. He imagined his voice, talking about all the things they share in common. He imagined his laugh, the way his mouth curved to smile in accompaniment to it. He imagined the rough hands, moving to illustrate the story he was telling. Then the imagery moved onto his body, the possible feeling of closeness between the two of them as Kurt was pulled into a tight embrace by Zisteau. He imagined wrapping his arms around the back of his neck as they leaned in to each other, just inches away and unable to control the feelings between them and neither wanting control of them either.
That's when Kurt's fantasising cut short. He laughed at himself, "Who am I kidding? He'll never feel like that... for me, anyway..." He addressed no one in particular before groaning and shoving his head deeper into the pillow. 'Why do I allow myself to dream up these crazy things? Getting my hopes up for nothing... How could this day get any worse?!'
"Kurt?"
The man in question shot out of bed, falling upon the floor in a tangle of sheets and pillows. As he was untangling himself, the door to his room opened and that laugh he'd fantasised about resounded about the room.
"Kurt, how'd you end up on the floor like that?" Zisteau pulled the cover off of Kurt's slightly red face to smile at him. Kurt smiled gently back, trying to conceal his embarrassment but not doing so well.
Zisteau helped Kurt out of the mess he'd fallen into and looked around the little room as the human was putting the sheets back onto the bed, and he saw the 3D glasses on the floor, "How'd these end up here?" He picked them up and showed them to Kurt.
Kurt glanced over and chuckled embarrassedly, leading into telling the pigman about how each and everything he'd done today had not gone well. Zisteau stayed quiet but slowly approached his friend, still holding the glasses.
Kurt seemed to forget that he was just relating the story to Zisteau. He got to the part where he'd flopped onto the bed,
"So, I just laid there on the bed and fanta-" Zisteau appeared in his peripheral vision, stopping his story. He began to flush pink again.
Zisteau turned Kurt to face him. He reached to hand Kurt his glasses but instead decided to put that hand behind his back, "What were you saying?"
Kurt shook his head and muttered, "Doesn't matter... honestly!" He added onto the end as he glanced at Zisteau's face.
The pigman sighed and turned away, "Okay, fine. I wanted to come over and talk to you. I haven't been able to get a chance to talk to you since you went away to the Con." He grinned.
Kurt mentally sighed in relief and began to talk to his close friend about everything they needed to catch up on. They ended up sitting on the steps outside of his room with cups of coffee, late at night. Kurt glanced up a hole above them and he saw a little of the starry sky.
"Wow... I didn't know it had gotten so late..."
Zisteau followed his line of sight, "Oh yeah... So it is..." There was a comfortable silence between them as they both just stared at that small part of the sky. Zisteau glanced over to Kurt, drinking in every detail of his face. He smiled to himself. He was curious to know what his friend was going to say earlier, but - for Kurt - he could wait forever and then some.
He wasn't going to lie to himself, he liked the human more then he let on in public. When it came to his own home, nothing put a block on his imagination. He'd imagine admitting his feelings to him, on a secluded part of The Lens, Kurt replying the way he wished and then kissing him in delight.
'Heh... Like that'll ever happen.' He thought sadly. It was only then he realised Kurt was staring back at him. He smiled again, “Y’know…you were halfway through a sentence earlier...” Zisteau glanced to the side at Kurt, making sure he wasn’t pressuring the shy human too much, “What were you going to say?”
Kurt turned away again, unsure if he wanted to say anything but looking thoughtful, “Well…just that…I was thinking about…things…heh…” He chuckled nervously. He felt the heat rising to his cheeks again and cursed himself for having such a shy disposition.
The silence between them changed. No longer was it comfortable, it was only awkward. Both of them were trying to figure out what the other was thinking without making it obvious and attempting to converse at the same time.
A few minutes into the silence, Zisteau realised he was still holding the 3D glasses he’d picked up off of the floor earlier. He wasn’t sure if he should just hand them back to Kurt and leave, making it so he avoided any more awkwardness or if he should follow what he really wanted to do. His mind waged war on itself for a moment, before the rational side of his brain kicked in.
‘I don’t want to make this any more awkward… I should just leave…’ He thought to himself, sighing inwardly. He was about to turn and hand over Kurt’s glasses, when he felt a little pressure on his arm. Turning to the side, he only got a brief glance before he felt pressure upon his lips. ‘What the…’ He was in shock, unable to move and just barely able to think. It wasn’t until he could see the red face of his close friend looking at him that he realised what had just happened.
“You…kissed me?”
Kurt looked down at the ground, “Uh…yeah…Sorry…I-I don’t know what came over me, I just… it was impulse and I just did it. I’m sorry…I guess you’ll want to leave now and never come back…” He just wouldn’t shut up.
Zisteau chuckled and turned Kurt’s head to face him again, putting the glasses back over Kurt’s eyes, “Why would I want to leave now? After such a confession, I feel I owe something to you.” The man’s head tilted to the side in confusion. He opened his mouth to speak, but Zisteau cut in with a kiss of his own.
It was almost an instant reaction for Kurt to tense up, but it was almost like a flinch now. He was feeling dazed. Had he really just kissed and now been kissed in return by the one he’d began to have feelings for? Well, it definitely seemed like it as he was getting used to the feeling.
Slowly, both of them were relaxed but were quickly running out of oxygen. They parted to take in more oxygen, both just staring at each other.
“Did this just happen?” Kurt asked, still in slight disbelief. He smiled when he heard that laugh again, seeing with his own eyes that smile that accompanied it. ‘The reality is better than what I can fantasise about any day…’
I wanted to show this here quite badly because I know you guys are kind people... I'm really sorry for rambling! I do this when I'm nervous... Thanks for reading! Anything I can improve one, please please let me know - perfection is what I strive for with writing.
Thank you once again!
Rambly start, I know. It's a Kurt/Zisteau fic - it's easy to write adorable fics for these guys. Guess it's also Altverse too... (?)
The bed made a creaking noise as Kurt fell upon it in annoyance. He threw his 3D glasses across the small room and growled. Today just wasn't his day. Nothing had gone right: he'd been attacked by spiders in the spawner in the wall of the Silo, he'd then caused a lava flow in the Silo that had taken ages to clear up and he'd been unable to find anything useful while caving.
Kurt just wanted to lay on the bed for the rest of the day, hoping it was all just a dream. As he lay face down on his pillow, his mind thought of something.
He hadn't spoken to some close friends in the longest time and this sudden realisation made Kurt long to see one certain friend: Zisteau. He still didn't move though and his mind kept on about the pigman. He imagined his voice, talking about all the things they share in common. He imagined his laugh, the way his mouth curved to smile in accompaniment to it. He imagined the rough hands, moving to illustrate the story he was telling. Then the imagery moved onto his body, the possible feeling of closeness between the two of them as Kurt was pulled into a tight embrace by Zisteau. He imagined wrapping his arms around the back of his neck as they leaned in to each other, just inches away and unable to control the feelings between them and neither wanting control of them either.
That's when Kurt's fantasising cut short. He laughed at himself, "Who am I kidding? He'll never feel like that... for me, anyway..." He addressed no one in particular before groaning and shoving his head deeper into the pillow. 'Why do I allow myself to dream up these crazy things? Getting my hopes up for nothing... How could this day get any worse?!'
"Kurt?"
The man in question shot out of bed, falling upon the floor in a tangle of sheets and pillows. As he was untangling himself, the door to his room opened and that laugh he'd fantasised about resounded about the room.
"Kurt, how'd you end up on the floor like that?" Zisteau pulled the cover off of Kurt's slightly red face to smile at him. Kurt smiled gently back, trying to conceal his embarrassment but not doing so well.
Zisteau helped Kurt out of the mess he'd fallen into and looked around the little room as the human was putting the sheets back onto the bed, and he saw the 3D glasses on the floor, "How'd these end up here?" He picked them up and showed them to Kurt.
Kurt glanced over and chuckled embarrassedly, leading into telling the pigman about how each and everything he'd done today had not gone well. Zisteau stayed quiet but slowly approached his friend, still holding the glasses.
Kurt seemed to forget that he was just relating the story to Zisteau. He got to the part where he'd flopped onto the bed,
"So, I just laid there on the bed and fanta-" Zisteau appeared in his peripheral vision, stopping his story. He began to flush pink again.
Zisteau turned Kurt to face him. He reached to hand Kurt his glasses but instead decided to put that hand behind his back, "What were you saying?"
Kurt shook his head and muttered, "Doesn't matter... honestly!" He added onto the end as he glanced at Zisteau's face.
The pigman sighed and turned away, "Okay, fine. I wanted to come over and talk to you. I haven't been able to get a chance to talk to you since you went away to the Con." He grinned.
Kurt mentally sighed in relief and began to talk to his close friend about everything they needed to catch up on. They ended up sitting on the steps outside of his room with cups of coffee, late at night. Kurt glanced up a hole above them and he saw a little of the starry sky.
"Wow... I didn't know it had gotten so late..."
Zisteau followed his line of sight, "Oh yeah... So it is..." There was a comfortable silence between them as they both just stared at that small part of the sky. Zisteau glanced over to Kurt, drinking in every detail of his face. He smiled to himself. He was curious to know what his friend was going to say earlier, but - for Kurt - he could wait forever and then some.
He wasn't going to lie to himself, he liked the human more then he let on in public. When it came to his own home, nothing put a block on his imagination. He'd imagine admitting his feelings to him, on a secluded part of The Lens, Kurt replying the way he wished and then kissing him in delight.
'Heh... Like that'll ever happen.' He thought sadly. It was only then he realised Kurt was staring back at him. He smiled again, “Y’know…you were halfway through a sentence earlier...” Zisteau glanced to the side at Kurt, making sure he wasn’t pressuring the shy human too much, “What were you going to say?”
Kurt turned away again, unsure if he wanted to say anything but looking thoughtful, “Well…just that…I was thinking about…things…heh…” He chuckled nervously. He felt the heat rising to his cheeks again and cursed himself for having such a shy disposition.
The silence between them changed. No longer was it comfortable, it was only awkward. Both of them were trying to figure out what the other was thinking without making it obvious and attempting to converse at the same time.
A few minutes into the silence, Zisteau realised he was still holding the 3D glasses he’d picked up off of the floor earlier. He wasn’t sure if he should just hand them back to Kurt and leave, making it so he avoided any more awkwardness or if he should follow what he really wanted to do. His mind waged war on itself for a moment, before the rational side of his brain kicked in.
‘I don’t want to make this any more awkward… I should just leave…’ He thought to himself, sighing inwardly. He was about to turn and hand over Kurt’s glasses, when he felt a little pressure on his arm. Turning to the side, he only got a brief glance before he felt pressure upon his lips. ‘What the…’ He was in shock, unable to move and just barely able to think. It wasn’t until he could see the red face of his close friend looking at him that he realised what had just happened.
“You…kissed me?”
Kurt looked down at the ground, “Uh…yeah…Sorry…I-I don’t know what came over me, I just… it was impulse and I just did it. I’m sorry…I guess you’ll want to leave now and never come back…” He just wouldn’t shut up.
Zisteau chuckled and turned Kurt’s head to face him again, putting the glasses back over Kurt’s eyes, “Why would I want to leave now? After such a confession, I feel I owe something to you.” The man’s head tilted to the side in confusion. He opened his mouth to speak, but Zisteau cut in with a kiss of his own.
It was almost an instant reaction for Kurt to tense up, but it was almost like a flinch now. He was feeling dazed. Had he really just kissed and now been kissed in return by the one he’d began to have feelings for? Well, it definitely seemed like it as he was getting used to the feeling.
Slowly, both of them were relaxed but were quickly running out of oxygen. They parted to take in more oxygen, both just staring at each other.
“Did this just happen?” Kurt asked, still in slight disbelief. He smiled when he heard that laugh again, seeing with his own eyes that smile that accompanied it. ‘The reality is better than what I can fantasise about any day…’
I wanted to show this here quite badly because I know you guys are kind people... I'm really sorry for rambling! I do this when I'm nervous... Thanks for reading! Anything I can improve one, please please let me know - perfection is what I strive for with writing.
Thank you once again!
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:21 am (UTC)The only thing I could say you could improve upon is the fact that it goes a bit fast. Slow it down a bit and flesh it out. :)
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:25 am (UTC)Yeah... I have troubles with the fleshing out because I feel like I'm just rambling on and on hehe ^^;
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 02:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 02:48 am (UTC)This is actually quite descriptive compared to my really old stuff (cringe!) but I thank you for telling me that ^^ Gives me a definite goal to work towards :D
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:25 am (UTC)And the code for cuts goes like this, just replace parentheses with < > brakets:
(cut text="What you want your link to say. Make sure you have the quotation marks")
Story goes here.
(/cut)
Anything else you want to appear outside the cut here.
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:27 am (UTC)I'll go and see if I can't screw up putting that in heh :3
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:41 am (UTC)Also, if you're entering the code, make sure you're under the HTML tab, not the one that says Rich Text.
Edit: Ah, looks like you got it. Very good.
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:50 am (UTC)Now tell me more about these crack pairings of yours. ;)
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 12:56 am (UTC)It's an interesting contrast...aaaand I'm also just a Nebris fangirl... teehee!
Also, there's the literal meaning of the 'Crack pairings... like the ones that appear on here hehe
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:05 am (UTC)But I like to think they have different personalities compared to their male counterparts, but not like the complete opposite.
Like - in my mind - Skirt is super super shy and attaches herself to the people she knows or stays around the places she knows well.
It provides for some interesting ideas hehe
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:19 am (UTC)With the gbs, I think I write them just for something to do, just for fun in school :) I don't show the fics to people though... they get a little... adult at times because my mind is just *boom* :P
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:03 am (UTC)Cute fic, a little quick paced but pretty sweet if I do say so! Gosh I love that pair, so much cute potential.
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:06 am (UTC)I've seen that you guys are really kind to everyone though :)
Pace is definatly not a strong point of mine when it comes to writing, I feel like I'm rambling
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:13 am (UTC)I know what you mean about nerves, I was anon around here for a while before grabbing a name. So glad I did, everyone is so nice. I hope you like it here :3
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:16 am (UTC)I've been lurking here for about a week or two now, reading almost every comment and post hehe. Just took me a while to want to post something :)
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Date: Friday, November 30th, 2012 01:20 am (UTC)I'll be hoping to have some more to contribute here :)
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