Fic: Learning to Love Yourself
May. 14th, 2007 06:14 amTitle: Learning to Love Yourself
Author: AngiePen
Fandom: Celebrity RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Viggo, Viggo/SeanB
Prompt: Multiple universes (the characters meet versions of themselves from a parallel universe)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: AU, Viggo and Sean travel the multiverse, exploring and trading with the infinite versions of Earth, each of which differs to a greater or lesser extent from the last. But on this trip, Viggo meets someone both familiar and alien and learns to love himself.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: Written for
svmadelyn's Kink/Cliche Challenge, May 2007.
"I have a signal from ground," Sean reported from the systems and logistics station. "Standard format -- looks like we've got a welcome."
"Copy," Viggo replied. He was concentrating on the upcoming insertion into atmosphere and couldn't spare much attention for chatting. His eyes and hands moved across the read-outs and instruments, nudging where necessary and monitoring position and velocity, stresses and temperatures, with half an eye for the weather display. Coming nine days out across multiple parallel universes only to bounce off the atmosphere because he blew the insertion angle would be embarassing at best.
Sean would never let him live it down, assuming they survived.
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Author: AngiePen
Fandom: Celebrity RPS
Pairing: Viggo/Viggo, Viggo/SeanB
Prompt: Multiple universes (the characters meet versions of themselves from a parallel universe)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: AU, Viggo and Sean travel the multiverse, exploring and trading with the infinite versions of Earth, each of which differs to a greater or lesser extent from the last. But on this trip, Viggo meets someone both familiar and alien and learns to love himself.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: Written for
"I have a signal from ground," Sean reported from the systems and logistics station. "Standard format -- looks like we've got a welcome."
"Copy," Viggo replied. He was concentrating on the upcoming insertion into atmosphere and couldn't spare much attention for chatting. His eyes and hands moved across the read-outs and instruments, nudging where necessary and monitoring position and velocity, stresses and temperatures, with half an eye for the weather display. Coming nine days out across multiple parallel universes only to bounce off the atmosphere because he blew the insertion angle would be embarassing at best.
Sean would never let him live it down, assuming they survived.
Read more....