Heavily disclaimed fic: Triboluminescence
Nov. 1st, 2009 10:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
healingmirthTitle: Triboluminescence
Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Characters/Pairing: Matt Farrell/John McClane
Rating: R
Word count: 1602
Summary:
Author's note: for the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
rounds_of_kink Halloween mini fest, and mission_insane prompt: trespass.
Author's notes, part two: now with kung-fu action whining!
Right, so. I had this idea, since I haven't written anything even vaguely sexy since, like, March, that I'd write something for the Halloween mini-fest. Simple, right? Only 100 words! But I can't ever just be "Here, have some porn!" Noooo, I need to be all "Here, have lots of exposition, first!"
So, I finally get through the place-setting, which is still woefully inadequate, I'm sure, because the danger to me of using actual places is that since I don't have to imagine them, I often forget the need to describe them. And then... nothing. I so completely and totally did not care if either or both of them got off, or how they felt about it.
Sigh. and Yawn. and WTF.
I'm going to go back to my Things With Plots, where I can fade to black, or hell, just set the sexin' after the end of the story. Victory!
fic's over here in the community
Fandom: Live Free or Die Hard
Characters/Pairing: Matt Farrell/John McClane
Rating: R
Word count: 1602
Summary:
Author's note: for the
rounds_of_kink Halloween mini fest, and mission_insane prompt: trespass.Author's notes, part two: now with kung-fu action whining!
Right, so. I had this idea, since I haven't written anything even vaguely sexy since, like, March, that I'd write something for the Halloween mini-fest. Simple, right? Only 100 words! But I can't ever just be "Here, have some porn!" Noooo, I need to be all "Here, have lots of exposition, first!"
So, I finally get through the place-setting, which is still woefully inadequate, I'm sure, because the danger to me of using actual places is that since I don't have to imagine them, I often forget the need to describe them. And then... nothing. I so completely and totally did not care if either or both of them got off, or how they felt about it.
Sigh. and Yawn. and WTF.
I'm going to go back to my Things With Plots, where I can fade to black, or hell, just set the sexin' after the end of the story. Victory!
fic's over here in the community
