Double Drabble: Aviophobia (SB/VM) (G)
Apr. 3rd, 2003 03:44 amHi! *waves*
Brand-new member here. I decided to christen my emergence from lurkerdom with a little double-drabble. Enjoy!
Title: Aviophobia
Author: Ash Llelo
Disclaimer: Absolutely, positively, 100% made up. All fiction.
Pairing: SB/VM
Summary: Faith is hard to accept, control is hard to give up...
Rating: G
Feedback: First. Fic. Ever. Any feedback, good or bad, will be much appreciated.
Archiving: Can't imagine who'd want it, but if you do, feel free to take it as long as you let me know.
Notes: Did I mention that this is my very first time writing or submitting a fic? Ever. In any fandom. To anywhere. So I apologize ahead of time for any mistakes and also for the questionable sap content. I'm just amazed that I worked up the guts to post this.
Sean hated flying.
Great heights or thoughts of dying did not frighten him more than they did other men. Sean knew that death often came quickly in a crash, with little time to feel anything but the cold, white fear of helpless certainty.
It was the fear that drained him of color; that left him shaking and tense, eyes closed tight like his grip on the seat.
Not death.
Decisions, choices, control all out of his hands once the buckle was fastened.
Trust in the pilot. Trust in the mechanic. Trust in the factory-workers. Trust in God.
But Sean couldn't.
Viggo knew this.
Sean's hasty exit from an awkward breakfast the morning after, his decision to fly home on the next break from filming gave Viggo all the understanding he needed.
So he never touched Sean again, except as Peter thought Aragorn would Boromir.
He no longer lingered at a bar with Sean until flickering lights and empty seats told them it was closing time.
Never spoke again of what he saw in Sean's eyes that was mirrored in his own.
He watched Sean and kept faith.
Trust in time. Trust in love. Trust in Sean.
Viggo could do that.
Brand-new member here. I decided to christen my emergence from lurkerdom with a little double-drabble. Enjoy!
Title: Aviophobia
Author: Ash Llelo
Disclaimer: Absolutely, positively, 100% made up. All fiction.
Pairing: SB/VM
Summary: Faith is hard to accept, control is hard to give up...
Rating: G
Feedback: First. Fic. Ever. Any feedback, good or bad, will be much appreciated.
Archiving: Can't imagine who'd want it, but if you do, feel free to take it as long as you let me know.
Notes: Did I mention that this is my very first time writing or submitting a fic? Ever. In any fandom. To anywhere. So I apologize ahead of time for any mistakes and also for the questionable sap content. I'm just amazed that I worked up the guts to post this.
Sean hated flying.
Great heights or thoughts of dying did not frighten him more than they did other men. Sean knew that death often came quickly in a crash, with little time to feel anything but the cold, white fear of helpless certainty.
It was the fear that drained him of color; that left him shaking and tense, eyes closed tight like his grip on the seat.
Not death.
Decisions, choices, control all out of his hands once the buckle was fastened.
Trust in the pilot. Trust in the mechanic. Trust in the factory-workers. Trust in God.
But Sean couldn't.
Viggo knew this.
Sean's hasty exit from an awkward breakfast the morning after, his decision to fly home on the next break from filming gave Viggo all the understanding he needed.
So he never touched Sean again, except as Peter thought Aragorn would Boromir.
He no longer lingered at a bar with Sean until flickering lights and empty seats told them it was closing time.
Never spoke again of what he saw in Sean's eyes that was mirrored in his own.
He watched Sean and kept faith.
Trust in time. Trust in love. Trust in Sean.
Viggo could do that.
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Date: 2003-04-03 01:55 am (UTC)And I'm glad you did because this was incredibly sweet. Also very sad, poor Viggo. I almost want to beg you for another part so I can find out what happens!
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Date: 2003-04-03 01:27 pm (UTC)I know what it's like being nervous to post things. So well done for doing it.
It was so difficult to post these drabbles because I've never done anything like this before. And a "well done" to you too! Seems I'm not the only one who faced up to her fears this week and posted a fic for the first time! :D
As for more? I hadn't planned on continuing this, but we'll see what happens. *g*
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Date: 2003-04-03 06:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 01:32 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-04-03 01:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 08:15 am (UTC)I especially liked the second one... poor Viggo. I just hope his faith will be rewarded! *cuddles*
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Date: 2003-04-03 01:54 pm (UTC)I just hope I'll have something worth waiting in line for. :)
I just hope his faith will be rewarded!
Me too, but I'm still not sure where to go with this yet. We'll see...;) Hopefully I'll figure it out soon enough. Thanks for the compliments!
Beautiful
Date: 2003-04-03 10:32 am (UTC)And may I add that your Icon is absolutely hillarious.
Poor Aragorn *S*
)O(
asynje
Re: Beautiful
Date: 2003-04-03 02:03 pm (UTC)Thank you. I was suprised at how much the drabble form forced me to think in terms of poetry verse rather than prose. That's probably where the mirroring came from.
And may I add that your Icon is absolutely hillarious.
Poor Aragorn *S*
Oh, you know he loves tease!Boromir, pervy old man that he is. ;P
And those pictures of Boromir pretty much begged for some kind of lewd icon.
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Date: 2003-04-03 12:47 pm (UTC)i truly believe this is only the beginning of something nice to come;)
so i
askbeg for more (oh, no. am not taking over the whip of my VigBean goddess-above-allno subject
Date: 2003-04-03 02:11 pm (UTC)i truly believe this is only the beginning of something nice to come;)
I hope I can live up to that! *crosses fingers*
And no need to beg, I'm already working on more.
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Date: 2003-04-03 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 02:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-04 06:12 am (UTC)*pass out*
(no, no. just, don't wake me up *V*)
Re:
Date: 2003-04-05 01:26 pm (UTC)And welcome.
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Date: 2003-04-03 01:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 02:26 pm (UTC)There's nothing worse than Inexplicable!Sap. *nods wisely*
Thanks, I was a little worried of how sappy it might come off as. Its difficult, at least for me, to write emotion without it becoming overly sentimental.
And BTW, don't know if I ever told you this, but I LOVE your icon! It makes me giggle and pokes at my latent sub!Sean tendencies all at the same time. *pets your icon*
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Date: 2003-04-03 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-03 04:56 pm (UTC)But its so safe and dark and cozy there!
I promise not to go into hiding, but I'm pretty irregular about updating my journal, just to warn ya. :)
Thanks for the welcome and the comments!
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Date: 2003-04-03 10:53 pm (UTC)More please!