My brain moves in mysterious ways

[skylarking]

I have an idea.

Fantasy fan fic.

It's like fantasy football or top trumps. Everyone chooses a set of angsty adjectives and nouns and so forth and then every time those words and phrases appear in a Monaboyd angst fic about Billy and Ali's baby you get a point.

So, for example, if I choose "knife", "breathless", "curls up" and "weeps" and then someone posts a fic with a paragraph that reads:

"Billy was still talking but Dom didn't hear him. When Billy had told him that Ali had had the baby Dom had felt a cold knife in his heart and had stopped listening and just slid to the ground and curled up into a ball.

He knew that he had lost Billy forever. He would never get to kiss Billy's cherubic lips until they were both breathless again.* Billy would be to busy with his new family to remember Dom and would forget all about him. Dom started to weep like his heart was breaking – which it was."

I would get 4 points.

The person at the end of a month with the most points wins.

*the1elf I put the cherubic lips bit in just for you *wink*.

The bad fics are bound to happen, we may as well enjoy them; it could be fun, disturbing and sad, but fun.

Comments

[tarteaucitron.livejournal.com]

dammit - I wanted 'knife'.

I'll take 'glistening', 'icy' and 'stabbing' and 'knees'.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

Knees - good choice!

[giddy-london.livejournal.com]

bwahaha! ♥ oh, i do thank you for that. it wouldn't be shitty fic without billy's cherubic, bow-shaped, rosy pink, and oh-so-kissable lips! just add dom's long-fingered hands reaching for that knife and it's going to be the best badfic ever.

also, i scared the dog laughing so hard at this.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, you can't forget Dom's long-fingered ink stained hands.

Poor doggie, give him a cookie for me.

[giddy-london.livejournal.com]

*waits for fic, gives doggie a treat*

also, i want 'miserable', 'desperate', 'crawling', and 'sobbing' please.

[indigo-blind.livejournal.com]

Genius- i think that you should give it a go.

Had me giggling all night.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

:)

If no one posts any badfic I'll be so disappointed.

[elouisa.livejournal.com]

I'm in and but I blag the first fic which has a distraught Dom being consoled by another member of the fellowship.

Oh man.....it's going to be so damn funny!

*g*

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

distraught Dom being consoled by another member of the fellowship

Elijah is likely to be the one doing the most consoling - those pesky tin hats :P

[indigo-blind.livejournal.com]

The bastard he's so going to use this and take advantage of poor heartbroken Dom!

[indigo-blind.livejournal.com]

Sorry, missed the following words from that sentence....

dejected, shivering, sorrowful.

[apple-pi.livejournal.com]

storm, tears, ink-stained, graceful

Dom's storm-coloured eyes filled with glistening tears as he reached for the bottle with one shaking, long-fingered hand. He blinked the moisture back and forced his hand to steadiness, swallowing the pungent amber liquid without a wince. Billy's favourite, he thought, and choked back a sob. He set the bottle gently back on the gleaming ebon wood of the table and braced his elbows on the table, resting his face within the graceful curve of his ink-stained hands. It would never happen, now, that life he had once taken so for granted: a life with Billy. He'd believed with all his soul that someday Billy would come back to him, that he'd realise that his heart lay with Dom and no one but Dom. Dom had believed that Billy would see that their time in New Zealand - that magical year they'd shared, full of sex and laughter and love - was truer than anything since.

And now it was too late.

Dom lifted his head and looked blindly out at the moonlit Hawaiian night, his silky hair falling unheeded into his longing eyes. The soothing roar of the waves reached him through the open window, and Dom thought of the warm, dark waters and the solace they offered. His sigh came from deep within his tan, toned chest, and he forced himself to stay where he was, reaching for the bottle again. The ocean would be there tomorrow, if he needed it.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

My poor Dommeh; he suffers so beautifully :(

[apple-pi.livejournal.com]

What's that? My hearing is a little off since I tried to clean my brain with bleach, right after writing this. Damn cotton swabs.

[light-the-sky76.livejournal.com]

[mysteriousaliwz.livejournal.com]

*chortles*

Brilliant idea.

Bagsies the following:
chill, despair, hopeless, abandoned.