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bluespirit) wrote2005-01-17 03:55 pm
bluespirit) wrote2005-01-17 03:55 pm
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New ficlet: I will survive
I will survive
by
Bluespirit
Pairing: VM/SB/OB
Rating: PG
Summary: Orlando can't go on...
Warning: crack!fic
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author is not making any claims as to the real life sexualities or preferences of the people portrayed here. This is purely for entertainment, not profit.
Notes: see end
Kind feedback is welcome - though possibly not deserved (g).
I will survive
by
Bluespirit
Orlando closed his eyes and tried to breathe. This couldn't be happening, there had to be some mistake - it couldn't really be over. Could it?
He felt his eyes burning with unshed tears and buried his head in his hands, despondency and pain washing through him.
He wouldn't survive, couldn't survive - not without…. His cheeks grew wet as the tears finally began to fall.
"Orli? Sweetheart?" Sean's soothing voice wrapped around Orlando like a down blanket. "Are you okay, baby?" Sean rested his arm across Orlando's shoulders and gave a quick squeeze. "It'll be all right…."
Orlando just shook his head and tried to muffle the sobs that now accompanied his tears. It wasn't all right - Sean just didn't understand…didn't know what it felt like.
"We're here with you, angel," Viggo murmured, sliding onto the sofa at Orlando's other side and cuddling him too. "You're going to get through this, we'll help you…."
Orlando dropped his hands to his lap and tried to smile as each was held gently. "I know you mean well - both of you…it's just that I don't think that I can make it through this…it's, like, just too much, you know? I don't think I can take this kind of loss…" His tears began again in earnest and he gave himself over to his misery - and the warm bodies cradling him so carefully.
"Shhh, baby…don't cry," Sean whispered, scattering tiny kisses across his cheek and temple.
"But what am I going to do?" Orlando sniffled helplessly, looking at each man in turn, his eyelashes moist with tears. "I mean, Maria is only halfway through 'Daffodils' - I *have* to know if it all works out okay for me and you, Vig! And then there's 'A Red Sun Rises' - Eirien said there'd be more and I want to know how you got made into a vampire, Sean and then hear more about how much you love vampire me!" Orlando's voice rose to a cry. "It's too much, I can't do it - I can't live without LJ!"
Orlando collapsed against his lovers and sobbed noisily.
"Oh, angel," Viggo said, gently wiping the tears from Orlando's cheek. "I'm sure that Live Journal will be up and working in no time and then you can check your friends' page and read all the stories that you want…."
"But in the meantime," Sean murmured silkily, "why don't you let me and Vig take your mind off it, eh?"
"Yeah?" Orlando smiled, his face suddenly bright with optimism and a certain amount of poorly masked lust. "You'd do that for me?"
"Of course we would, pumpkin," Viggo agreed, deftly unbuckling Orlando's belt and pulling the zip of his jeans down as Sean unbuttoned Orlando's shirt and eased it from his body.
"Anything for you, baby…."
Fade to black…
Orlando: Oi, wait a minute! What's all this 'fade to black' crap, man?! Where's the bloody sex scene?
Author: Look, Orli - this is just a silly crack!fic. I really don't need to write the details of some elaborate threesome - just use your imagination!
Orlando: Hmmmph. Bloody lazy writers…hey! Does this mean that I can just imagine anything and me, Vig and Sean will do it?
Author: Absolutely. Now, here's an industrial sized tube of lube - go and have fun!
Orlando: Awesome!! Hey, guys - you'll never believe this…
~
A few days later…
"So, you're happy now that your LJ is up and running again, sweetheart?" Sean smiled, nuzzling Orlando's ear.
"You have no idea," Orlando sighed, enjoying the feel of the warm lips and grinning happily as he sat on the sofa with his beloved laptop. "Home, sweet home, man…. Oh, and look at this! I have a new icon. It says 'I survived the great LJ crash of 05!' Cool, huh?"
"Very," Viggo chuckled, nuzzling at Orlando's other ear. Wow, stereo nuzzling - definitely very nice….
"And to think how well you handled it too," Sean murmured. "So calm, so reasonable about the whole thing."
"No whining," Viggo nodded.
"Or crying," Sean added.
"Or stamping your feet."
"Or throwing yourself across your laptop and declaring that your life is over and the world no longer has any meaning."
"Yeah," both men nodded in unison. "You're a real survivor, baby!"
The end
Notes:
Um? Sorry?
*ducks & runs*
(g)
Oh - if you haven't read them yet:~
Dancing with the Daffodils by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
marialayne
A Red Sun Rises byeirien_rhovan
by
Bluespirit
Pairing: VM/SB/OB
Rating: PG
Summary: Orlando can't go on...
Warning: crack!fic
Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. The author is not making any claims as to the real life sexualities or preferences of the people portrayed here. This is purely for entertainment, not profit.
Notes: see end
Kind feedback is welcome - though possibly not deserved (g).
I will survive
by
Bluespirit
Orlando closed his eyes and tried to breathe. This couldn't be happening, there had to be some mistake - it couldn't really be over. Could it?
He felt his eyes burning with unshed tears and buried his head in his hands, despondency and pain washing through him.
He wouldn't survive, couldn't survive - not without…. His cheeks grew wet as the tears finally began to fall.
"Orli? Sweetheart?" Sean's soothing voice wrapped around Orlando like a down blanket. "Are you okay, baby?" Sean rested his arm across Orlando's shoulders and gave a quick squeeze. "It'll be all right…."
Orlando just shook his head and tried to muffle the sobs that now accompanied his tears. It wasn't all right - Sean just didn't understand…didn't know what it felt like.
"We're here with you, angel," Viggo murmured, sliding onto the sofa at Orlando's other side and cuddling him too. "You're going to get through this, we'll help you…."
Orlando dropped his hands to his lap and tried to smile as each was held gently. "I know you mean well - both of you…it's just that I don't think that I can make it through this…it's, like, just too much, you know? I don't think I can take this kind of loss…" His tears began again in earnest and he gave himself over to his misery - and the warm bodies cradling him so carefully.
"Shhh, baby…don't cry," Sean whispered, scattering tiny kisses across his cheek and temple.
"But what am I going to do?" Orlando sniffled helplessly, looking at each man in turn, his eyelashes moist with tears. "I mean, Maria is only halfway through 'Daffodils' - I *have* to know if it all works out okay for me and you, Vig! And then there's 'A Red Sun Rises' - Eirien said there'd be more and I want to know how you got made into a vampire, Sean and then hear more about how much you love vampire me!" Orlando's voice rose to a cry. "It's too much, I can't do it - I can't live without LJ!"
Orlando collapsed against his lovers and sobbed noisily.
"Oh, angel," Viggo said, gently wiping the tears from Orlando's cheek. "I'm sure that Live Journal will be up and working in no time and then you can check your friends' page and read all the stories that you want…."
"But in the meantime," Sean murmured silkily, "why don't you let me and Vig take your mind off it, eh?"
"Yeah?" Orlando smiled, his face suddenly bright with optimism and a certain amount of poorly masked lust. "You'd do that for me?"
"Of course we would, pumpkin," Viggo agreed, deftly unbuckling Orlando's belt and pulling the zip of his jeans down as Sean unbuttoned Orlando's shirt and eased it from his body.
"Anything for you, baby…."
Fade to black…
Orlando: Oi, wait a minute! What's all this 'fade to black' crap, man?! Where's the bloody sex scene?
Author: Look, Orli - this is just a silly crack!fic. I really don't need to write the details of some elaborate threesome - just use your imagination!
Orlando: Hmmmph. Bloody lazy writers…hey! Does this mean that I can just imagine anything and me, Vig and Sean will do it?
Author: Absolutely. Now, here's an industrial sized tube of lube - go and have fun!
Orlando: Awesome!! Hey, guys - you'll never believe this…
~
A few days later…
"So, you're happy now that your LJ is up and running again, sweetheart?" Sean smiled, nuzzling Orlando's ear.
"You have no idea," Orlando sighed, enjoying the feel of the warm lips and grinning happily as he sat on the sofa with his beloved laptop. "Home, sweet home, man…. Oh, and look at this! I have a new icon. It says 'I survived the great LJ crash of 05!' Cool, huh?"
"Very," Viggo chuckled, nuzzling at Orlando's other ear. Wow, stereo nuzzling - definitely very nice….
"And to think how well you handled it too," Sean murmured. "So calm, so reasonable about the whole thing."
"No whining," Viggo nodded.
"Or crying," Sean added.
"Or stamping your feet."
"Or throwing yourself across your laptop and declaring that your life is over and the world no longer has any meaning."
"Yeah," both men nodded in unison. "You're a real survivor, baby!"
The end
Notes:
Um? Sorry?
*ducks & runs*
(g)
Oh - if you haven't read them yet:~
Dancing with the Daffodils by
marialayneA Red Sun Rises by
eirien_rhovan![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
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