have I mentioned I'm really bad at these?

[krickets]

I've been wanting to do this one for a long time, and I need something to try and kick my writing muse back into gear. So I'll try to work on this meme, snagged from falseeeyelashes, over the coming weekend:



ICON MEME; Pick an icon from MY USERPICS and I'll write you a small comment fic. TWO THINGS, No text only please, I don't do funny... intentionally. And you can leave a word or two to prompt if you want to give me something else to work with.

Comments

[slybrunette.livejournal.com]

EITHER:

This

OR

This

[crickets.livejournal.com]

Galen remembers a house with flowers on the table and a broken mower in the backyard, the grass growing ankle-high. After Sam’s memories are spilled out of the bullet hole in the back of his brain, Galen can’t get the image out of his head.

He kneels over the machine, fiddling with the components, examining it through the eyes of a person who’s never crawled inside the engine of a Battlestar, someone not him.

“It’s gonna rain again,” Sam’s voice from behind. “You better get that fixed or we’ll be living in a jungle.”

Galen feels Sam’s hand on his shoulder, leans into the touch, remembers the last thunderstorm. They were having dinner outside and the skies opened up. Back in the house, they stripped each other of their wet clothes, Sam pressing Galen hard against the wall, his mouth hot and hungry, his fingers tugging at Galen’s buckle.

Galen wakes from this dream, this memory, and he’s hard and aching and can’t shake the feel of Sam’s warmth on his skin, Sam’s hand wrapped around him, Sam pressing into him.

He wonders if Sam remembers this life, if he kept it secret to protect him, to protect them.

Days later he finds himself heading toward sickbay, his fingers tracing the walls as he goes, and not for the first time, he hopes that Sam remembers.

[slybrunette.livejournal.com]

OH GOD

Okay, first I have to tell you that it's about to rain here, and the sky is gray so the part in italics? So fits the atmosphere here. It's just SO pretty and...I want that reality to be canon. I don't like the actual reality. Because I can see that, and I can see this.

Heartbreaking and beautiful!

[crickets.livejournal.com]

It was nice and clear when I was writing this and the sky just started to get dark as I was posting it (and then the power went out, lol) so yeah, pretty fitting.

I'm so glad you liked this. And I agree, Sam had a really sad ending. In my version he wakes up and remembers.

Awww.

[gigglemonster.livejournal.com]

Ohhh my goodness gracious I LOVE this!
I hope Sam remembers too because aww and HOT lol
Also, this line:

After Sam’s memories are spilled out of the bullet hole in the back of his brain, Galen can’t get the image out of his head

Only you can make a sentence about being shot sound poetic and beautiful dude. I love it

[crickets.livejournal.com]

Boys? Right?

I just don't know why I'm so morbid. It's a thing with me. But I'm glad I can at least make it beautiful. Thank you!