I don't understand why I keep posting except that I do.

[evocates]

I haven't written any fic for quite some time. The most recent as for sons_of_gondor, and that's all I'm going to say about that. ANYWAY.

GIVE ME PROMPTS and I will write you something. In the post. In the comments. I don't even know how many words it would be, but just give me prompts because I need to write something non-academic before I go completely mad. The prompts can be anything, as long as it has Sean or Viggo (or their characters) in it. You can even ask for VigOrli, though I don't know why you would want to.

Also, seriously, I want prompts from you guys. 8D Links to comms are appreciated, but they never really work for me.

Comments

[j-flattermann.livejournal.com]

Ruby has another swap going, why not wander over to her Ruby_Swap journal and sign up. We still are in need of some players there.

[evocates.livejournal.com]

Already did. I need to write something now and the requests aren't open. Plus if the requests open, I'll end up writing massive, over 10k words epic again because that's what happens with me almost all the time. I just need distractions from endless work work work work essays work work work.

[j-flattermann.livejournal.com]

Hmm, how about "headache". Mine is feeling like my head is pumpkin size today and that is no good really.
But maybe you can make something form it.
*winks*

[evocates.livejournal.com]

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED. (Please note that it is 12am and I am not entirely awake right now.)

"For fuck's sake, Vig," Sean yelled through the studio door. "Yer fuckin' music's givin' me a fuckin' headache!"

A Spanish opera singer screamed on, undisturbed, behind the door. She hit a particularly high note, and Sean squeezed his eyes shut, squinting at the nearby window to see if the glass was threatening to break. It didn't; a shame, really, because if the glass broke outside, then maybe Viggo would realise that Sean was trying to get his attention.

"VIGGO!" Sean roared through the door, kicking hard against the door. "SHUT OFF THAT FUCKIN' RACKET!"

He raised his foot to kick against the wood again when it pulled open. But it was too late, and Sean's toes connected with Viggo's shin. The paintbrush in Viggo's hand went flying, smacking hard against the side of his own face and leaving a fetching streak of blue- but Sean ignored that, storming over to the stereo and pulling out the plug with the vengeance of a man forced to listen to harpies screeching.

"Hey! What the hell was that for?"

Viggo's eyelid was blue and Sean had an odd moment of vertigo when he was reminded of the eyeshadow he wore as Tracie, but he shook his head. "I shouted through the fuckin' door plenty fer ya ta turn the damn volume down already."

Viggo blinked at him. He bent over and picked up the paintbrush, and Sean took a moment to admire the tight ass revealed by the very thin, very paint-splattered jeans he was wearing.

"Sean," Viggo heaved a sigh, the name dragged out as if it took all of his energy to speak. "You realise that this is your house, right?"

"Course I do. 's why I want ya ta keep the fuckin' volume down."

"No," came the reply. Viggo dragged his hand through his hair, smearing more blue paint everywhere. "What I mean was - I didn't lock the door.

"You could've just opened it and turned down the volume at any time."

[j-flattermann.livejournal.com]

Cheeky Viggo made me laugh, but I sympathise with Sean when your head is throbbing like hell you simply can't think.

[evocates.livejournal.com]

I've gotten migraines and headaches and tried to force myself to think during them and it never, ever works, argh. Thank you for the prompt; it rescued me so awesomely from my limbo of 'oh dear God I can't fucking write anything creative anymore'. ♥!

(Also, I wrote more stuff below. /shameless)

[afra_schatz]

Hah, I love this. I love Sean being just this side of a bit pernickety and 'just give me my peace and quiet, damnit' and this is just adorable.

[evocates.livejournal.com]

Sean being slightly pernickety is my favourite. He always looks just slightly grumpy when he's not animated or smiling, and I love that.

Thank you for commenting, lovely! 8D

[noalinnea.livejournal.com]

This is so cute! And brilliant, this is exactly how you are fighting when you have been together a little longer, in my experience, of course it would have been easier to just open the door and turn the volume down or to ask nicely but you just won't do it because you expect the other person to know that it's going to annoy you and react accordingly... love the way your Viggo reacts :)

[evocates.livejournal.com]

HAHA omg, I wasn't even thinking of that when I wrote it! (I wasn't actually thinking of much when I wrote it, honestly. It was just this fingers-dominated pouring of words.) But you're definitely right; this does seem the way couples when when they've been together for quite a while. 8D

Thanks for commenting, Noa! ♥

[helena-s-renn.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAROFL *gigglesnort* I don't know what's funniest: your description of Sean's impression of the music (must have been a soprano), him kicking Viggo, Viggo smearing that blue paint through his hair (hope it's not oil paint!) or the last line.

[evocates.livejournal.com]

It's actually Envidia, which Viggo said to be one of his favourite music pieces ever in this interview (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGnlGOr-d4c). 8D And then Sean says in his interview that he likes Dean Martin. Things that I remember about them and put into fic. 8D

I'm glad it made you laugh, ahhh. ♥!!!