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18 July 2010 @ 01:54 pm
They want activity, they'll get activity. One day.
 
 
12 August 2009 @ 10:27 pm
3 PM  
Title: 3 PM
Author: Evaine
Fandom/Characters: Metallica - Lars/James
Genre: Slash
Summary: Even a non-union shop is entitled to benefits.
Author Notes: Just a little slice of life off the road for your enjoyment. Tons o' thanks to Julie for the inspiration and to Trinny for the push to post.
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.



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Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
 
 
23 March 2008 @ 04:48 pm
Title: By Moonlight
Author: Evaine
Fandom/Characters: Green Day - Billie/Mike
Genre: Slash
Summary: It's a drabble - 100 words.
Author Notes: Thanks to tasyfa for the inspiration, support and the edit.
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.


By Moonlight


A grunt. A bounce. A squeak of bedsprings and the threadbare blankets push back, replacing warmth with chilled air.

He’s naked, skin gleaming under moonlight, his tattoos like living shadows as he moves across the room. He trips over discarded sneakers, curses; then tosses aside clothes, magazines and yesterday’s pizza box, until he uncovers the battered guitar.

He slides onto the arm of the sofa and ripples a cascade of notes across the strings. Fingers flex, a hint of a smile—a study in silver and grey—and he’s beautiful.

He looks up, eyes bright.

“Mikey, come play with me.”

~finis~
 
 
Current Location: Bedroom Campsite
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
 
 
02 February 2008 @ 12:00 pm
Title: For a Little While
Fandom/Characters: Stewart Copeland (The Police)/Dave Grohl (Foo Fighters)/Taylor Hawkins (Foo Fighters)
Rating: R
Genre: Slash
Words: approx 2800
Summary: Stewart is alone in the city, on a promotional tour during the holiday season. A chance meeting in a hotel bar with two other drummers holds the possibility of some holiday cheer. Is he up for the challenge?
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.
Notes: Written for sidewinder for xmas_rocks 2006 and posted to Rockfic on January 11,2007.

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Current Mood: calmcalm
Current Music: Metallica - Wherever I May Roam
 
 
27 June 2007 @ 10:29 pm
Title: Remote Control
Author: Evaine
Fandom/Characters: Metallica - Lars/James
Rating: NC-17 (I so suck at ratings)
Genre: Slash
Summary: Another lazy Sunday afternoon. Beer, popcorn and the inevitable discussion...
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.

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Current Mood: pleasedpleased
 
 
 
29 April 2007 @ 01:08 pm
Title: What's In A Name
Author: Evaine
Fandom/Characters: Metallica - James/Jason
Rating: PG (I so suck at ratings)
Genre: Slash
Summary: For the prompt of 'Contrast'
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.

What's In A Name

He hates him sometimes. When lips curl into a sneer beneath the mustache and blue eyes pin him to the spot, a bug on a display card, he hates him. When rough orders bark out with the expectation of immediate and unquestioned compliance, he hates him. When the gaze of steel passes over him dismissively, deeming his words, his presence unimportant, he hates him.

When some deformation of his name drawls past the sneer, he hates him.

Rarely, in the sweaty darkness when the lean body demands surrender and a single urgent whisper—Jason—brushes his ear, he…

Loves him.

~*~*~

 
 
18 March 2007 @ 02:06 pm
Title: At Play
Author: Evaine
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Billie/Mike/Tré
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.
Notes: This drabble (100 words exactly) was written to celebrate the 1,039th member of comingclean, with the prompt of 'congratulations'.

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He watched Billie’s hands skim over the pale skin, pausing to let his fingers tease at erect nipples then circle lazily around the edge of the quivering belly button.

He nodded encouragement as the fingers slid lower, tickling at the faint trail of hair, causing the quivering to increase into actual trembling.

He bit back a grin as he met wicked green eyes, then gave it up for lost as Billie’s tongue ran along the curve of an ear.

“Mi-i-ike….” Tré moaned and he pushed the stopwatch button.

“Congratulations. 1039 seconds without a sound.” Mike unsnapped his jeans. “My turn.”

~fin~




 
 
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Current Music: Cyndi Lauper - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun