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GUYS. I KNOW. I know I'm supposed to be off Doing Things. AND I HAVE, I SWEAR. I sorted the yarn (carted off literally two boxes and six bags to my mother), I sorted the books, I sorted the clothes, and my backseat is full of those things to go to Goodwill (which I'll be doing after I actually tuck up and hit post). SO NOW I'M KIND OF STUCK. The rest of the Stuff to Do is a lot less fun -- going through paperwork, doing taxes, ripping and sorting CDs, going through memorabilia and my miscellaneous craft trunk (no lie, I have one, and it's full.)... UGH UN-FUN. UN-FUN.

AND SOMETIMES, an idea just will not leave you alone. It springs up, fully formed, and you just kind of wander to the computer and start typing. This was supposed to be a drabble, and it really still is, for all intents and purposes. A 1300 word drabble. It's been so long since I've written 'British' that I'm nervous about it, but Stella had a look and said it passes muster. So. To the three of you that are in this fandom, Happy Valentine's! :B

Title: It’s Like Rain On Your Wedding Day
Fandom: Merlin cast RPF
Pairing: Bradley James/Colin Morgan
Rating: R for sexual situations.
Length: 1,319 words.
Genre: Fluffy comedic established-relationship ficlet.
Summary: Bradley’s thoughts on the Knights’ cover of Gay Times leads to Sexy Times. Very substantial plot here, clearly.
Disclaimer: I don’t know these people, and I don’t claim to. Obviously fictional content is incredibly fictional. Please don’t sue me. And don’t be hatin, we just like the fuckin.
Notes: Inspired, obvs, by this interview. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] misspearlygates for the Brit-help.


“I find it incredibly ironic,” Bradley says, brushing crisp crumbs off his chin, “that you’re the poofter, yet they’re the ones on the cover of Gay Times.”

Colin raises his eyes from his book to the heavens. Bradley can see him over the top of the (completely not-gay) magazine he’s got stood on his belly.

“What?” Bradley says.

Colin darts a covert sideways look at him, which is truly not covert at all, then says, “What what?”

“’What what?’ Really? You think you’re so subtle, with your delicate facial structure and all that, but really— Oh, leave it out. What made you make that ‘Bradley, you’re such a knob’ face just then?”

Colin opens his mouth to further prevaricate, but it’s clearly mostly just in deference to routine at this point, and Bradley shoots it down instantly. “Don’t even. I know that face. I am unbelievably familiar with that face.”

Colin wavers for a moment, but then closes his book, a finger holding his place. “Irony,” he says finally.

“Irony?”

“Yes, irony.”

“What about it?”

“It’s not right.”

Bradley tilts his head. “I thought your people breathed the stuff.”

“It’s not right,” Colin clarifies, tapping Bradley not-so-gently on the knee with his book, “that one stupid pop song formed a whole generation’s vocabulary. Incorrectly,” he adds.

“Ah.”

“Yes, ‘ah’. Bloody Alanis Morissette.”

“What is it, then?” Bradley nudges at the underside of Colin’s thigh with his toes, because Colin’s opened his book up again.

“What’s what?”

“Don’t be cute.”

The book closes again. Bradley smiles, digs his toes under a little bit more. “What’s irony?” Colin asks. “Or what actually is the word for the fact that the breeders” –he says this rather archly—“are on the shirt-lifter magazine cover instead of myself?”

A frown creases between Bradley’s eyes. “Hey, now, you could breed. You’d just have to find a temporary mum.” The frown goes away as the idea gains momentum. “And then you’d just have to come to terms with the fact that the spawn would sound more like me than you, because I’m the handsome one and because we couldn’t leave for too long at a time, and you know that—“

“Bradley.” Colin’s clearly fighting a smile. “Focus.”

“Right.” Bradley’s hand absently finds Colin’s where it’s holding the book shut, all resting on Bradley’s shin. “So, both. I want both answers.”

“You would,” Colin says, then lifts his chin. “Irony. Something is ironic when the intended meaning is the opposite of the actual meaning.”

Bradley follows. “So, like, saying ‘you’re a wanker’ to a guy who is not, in all actuality, masturbating at that very moment, and for all you know, might not have ever masturbated.”

Colin purses his lips. “…right.”

“Well, what?”

Colin shrugs. “I dunno. It’s not that you’re wrong, it’s just—“ His free hand sort of flails out. “It’s usually a bit—“ He settles into a strange sort of cupping gesture. “Heavier.”

“Heavier than a bunch of fit blokes on the cover of a magazine?” Colin huffs, but Bradley’s just about to be brilliant. “And hey, doesn’t that mean it is kind of ironic? I mean, none of them are gay, yet they’re on a gay magazine cover, which implies that they’re gay, when in fact they are not, actually, gay.”

“Arguably, I suppose, if you’re going only by literal definitions, but you have to take it in context. Magazines—gay, straight, The Beano--don’t only feature one type of thing. And, also arguably, those three lads are from one of the gayest shows on television, so that makes it not ironic at all.”

“Fair point,” Bradley concedes.

But now Colin’s the one on the roll. “And you know I’ve not gone public, and whereas that lot can show up on a gay mag and not get egg on their face, I would most likely not be so lucky.” Bradley’s gut twinges. He hates this bit. But Colin rallies before it turns into a pity party. “And also, the people at the magazine were clearly trying to entice their readership, more than anything, so the sexuality of those in the photo is hardly a factor. There are gays who prefer their men brawny, you know. We aren’t all after twinks and androgyny, as nice as it can be.”

Bradley’s eyes glint. This is a much better tangent. “Oh, I know.” He sits the rest of the way up slowly, letting his shirt ride up just enough to show his ab muscles working, and casually flexes a bicep. Well, as casually as one can ever flex a bicep.

Colin rolls his eyes fully this time. But Bradley can see the little twitch at the corner of his mouth. The tiny flush of colour starting its way up his neck.

This one’s in the bag.

The book hits the floor with a thud as Bradley tumbles them into a flop on the other end of the sofa. “Oi!” Colin tries to protest, but then Bradley’s hand is down his pants and he’s sufficiently distracted.

“Wanker,” Bradley says into his mouth with a laugh.

“Technically—ung, yes, please, like that—you’re the wanker.”

Bradley feels the corners of his eyes crinkle with a smile. “Well, and technically, you’re the poofter. Yet, here we are.”

Colin blinks up at him, then lunges up to kiss him as his hands endeavour to push down Bradley’s tracksuit bottoms and pants. Soon they’re skin on skin, albeit with intruding awkward bits of clothing they can’t be arsed to get out of the way, and Colin’s huffing encouragingly into Bradley’s cheek.

Bradley leans down to lick Colin’s ear as they rut together. “Think I can make you come like this?”

“No,” Colin manages, with only a slight hitch in his voice. “No, I don’t.”

“Hmm. How about—“ And Bradley reaches under Colin, tips up his thighs just enough to work his clothes down the rest of the way and—

“Oh fuck,” Colin lets out, “okay-- maybe, maybe you could—“

Because of course he can make Colin come with frottage and a well-placed finger. He’s Bradley James.

And the sight of Colin’s face, his lips a surprised sort of ‘o’ as he lets go, is enough for Bradley. He’s always been rather easy where Colin’s concerned, anyway.

The afterglow is sticky, but Bradley’s willing to wait to deal with that later. He does shift mostly to the side, even though they’re rather squashed on the sofa. His mouth lingers near Colin’s throat, which is working steadily to recover air.

“You know I love you, right?” Bradley says into slightly damp skin. Colin’s ‘mm-hmm’ reverberates against his lips. It’s sort of cool. “And I think it’s all right that you’re not the one on that cover.”

Colin’s chin tips towards him. “Yeah?”

Bradley fights it for a minute, then meets Colin’s eyes. “Yeah.” He reaches up and tilts Colin over the rest of the way for a kiss. “I kind of like having this all to myself.”

He can feel the smile form on Colin’s face. “Besides the millions of people that watch our homoerotically undertoned show on the telly.”

“Besides them, yeah.”

“Well, good.” He kisses Bradley’s mouth softly, a lingering push of lips with no tongue. “You know I feel the same, right?”

“Yeah, I know,” Bradley says, his lips trailing lazily up Colin’s jaw. “Wait.” He looks up, feigning confusion. “Unless you’re being ironic.”

Colin puts a hand up to his face. “Oh, God.”

Bradley’s grinning. “I mean, because—“

“Shut up.”

“I’m just saying.”

“Shut up before I shut you up.”

“Oh, sure, the poof threatening me, very—“

But Colin just grins, shoves him into the back of the sofa, and proceeds to make good on that threat. And a few others.

And he makes Bradley promise to never, ever use the word ‘ironic’ in bed—‘Or sofa, or kitchen table, or wherever!’--again.

FIN

Date: 2012-02-14 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hardticket.livejournal.com
That was completely charming. Have you thought of posting it over here: [community profile] bradleycolin ?

Date: 2012-02-14 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
fdsjakl; I looked at it, but am a bit of a wuss! >.> Oh well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?

Thank you for being awesome, and I'm glad you liked it. ♥

Date: 2012-02-15 12:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] prongsy.livejournal.com
AWESOME! I didn't know you wrote for this fandom/show/pair at all! Loved it!

Date: 2012-02-15 01:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Hee! Well, this is my first, to be fair. XB I do love them very much, though! :D I'm glad you enjoyed! Thanks for commenting. <33333

Date: 2012-02-15 02:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] treksnoopy.livejournal.com
I think this was an excellent use of your time! Those boys are pretty together.

Date: 2012-02-15 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Heehee, thank you! They are freaking adorable, it's true. <3 Thanks so much for reading and leaving a note, bb!

Date: 2012-02-15 11:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tourdefierce.livejournal.com
Babe,

Let me tell you a story: Emily woke up this morning and her eyes were all swollen because of allergies and she was in such a shit mood and upset about having to actually walk up the stairs to shower, even though she had a good 12 hours of sleep last night.

Then she read this.

AND THERE WAS JOY AND RAINBOWS AND ANDROGYNY EVERYWHERE.

But seriously. Oh my dear lord. I would give my world for you to write more. More of Colin being so COLIN, with his coy smiles and the thoughtful and careful place on his words and the movement of his hands (I SEE YOU WRITING FOR ME THERE. I SEE YOU, EVEN IF YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO.) and all the fabulous things that come with COLIN being in fic. I'm in love with this Colin, who teaches and is patient and loves and loves and loves and likes to get the fuck off with Bradley James.

BECAUSE BRADLEY IS SUCH A BOY HERE. I love how he asks Colin questions and cares about the answers and is, still remarkably, SUCH A LAD (god I've been in this country too long if lad now equates to frat boy). He's perfect. This is perfect.

I WOULD GIVE YOU ALL OF THE SPACES IN MY HEART FOR MORE. You're in fandom now, please don't leave. You're perfect.

Date: 2012-02-16 07:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
LISTEN, YOU. I THOUGHT ONLY OF YOU WHILE WRITING THIS, OKAY. Although I'll admit I didn't know you had a Colin-hand-thing; I was just using it to set them up in the physical space, BUT I SHALL EXPLOIT IT IN THE FUTURE. OH YES. I WILL.

Because I'll probably be doing more. You know, if it comes to me. I had someone feeding me video after video of these two, and thus I stumbled upon the Irish interview, and this just kind of fell out of my brain. I am UNBELIEVABLY PLEASED that you are satisfied with my characterizations. And find it amusing that everything I write SOMEHOW ends up with a frat boy in it. XB

BOTTOM LINE: THANK FUCKING CHRIST YOU READ THIS AND LIKED IT, BECAUSE SERIOUSLY, I WOULD PROBABLY NEVER WRITE THEM AGAIN IF YOU HADN'T. AND I DON'T MEAN THAT AS LIKE A WANKY THREAT BUT LIKE A THAT'S HOW AWESOME YOU ARE, FOR SERIOUS. So now that I have your stamp of approval, who KNOWS what I'll have these crazy cats do next. XB

ANYWAYS. Thank you. Because reasons. You know. ♥

Date: 2012-03-05 09:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tourdefierce.livejournal.com
I love you.

I just reread this and I love you.

Also, did you see? COLIN LOVES YOGA.

Oh dear.

Date: 2012-03-06 03:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
I DID NOT SEE. Because I'm so totally not in fandom, you minx. I follow no comms, I know no gossip besides what my three friends (yeah one of them's you) post. I wouldn't even know where to start.

But I'm sure Bradley's glad he's bendy. Really, really glad.

And I love you too.

Date: 2012-02-17 08:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] star98hope.livejournal.com
hee, this is so cute. you got what I imagine to be Bradley's ridiculous confidence spot on. :D

loved it!

Date: 2012-02-19 04:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Eee, yay! I was hoping you'd like it. ^^ Thank you so much for reading, and for leaving me a note. ♥ ♥ ♥

Date: 2012-02-19 05:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] archaeologist-d.livejournal.com
Very cute.Loved the banter!

Date: 2012-02-19 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Hee, thank you! I have a huuuge thing for banter, so I'm very pleased you liked it! :D <3

Date: 2012-02-19 05:36 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kianspo.livejournal.com
This was utterly delightful. :DDD

Date: 2012-02-19 06:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! :D:D:D I appreciate you taking the time to leave a note. <333

Date: 2012-02-20 03:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] echoing-seas.livejournal.com
This was a wonderful combination of sweet and fluffy. :) Thanks so much for sharing!!!!

Date: 2012-02-20 09:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Hee, you're welcome! And thank YOU for giving it a chance! <3

Date: 2012-02-22 03:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] echoing-seas.livejournal.com
No problem!!!! And you're more than welcome - this was wonderful to read and definitely brightened my day :D

Date: 2012-02-20 01:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] otta-ff.livejournal.com
Aww. This was great and their banter felt very authentic. Thank you!

Date: 2012-02-20 09:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Hey, thank you! That's a great compliment to me. ^^ <333

Date: 2012-02-20 11:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gatepromise.livejournal.com
After reading this, I can't stop smiling. Loved it! I look forward to reading more of your work.

Date: 2012-02-21 08:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Aww, yay! That's the best feeling. :D Thanks so much for reading, and for leaving a note, and for the add! <3

Date: 2012-02-21 06:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] stardate64783.livejournal.com
Adorable moment in their lives :) and so well written!

Date: 2012-02-21 08:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Moments that make you go 'aww!' ;) I love writing them, so I really appreciate your kind words. <333

Date: 2012-02-27 04:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] arcadianmaggie.livejournal.com
Very sweet. Thank you!

Date: 2012-02-27 07:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] thalialunacy.livejournal.com
Aww, yay! Thank YOU for reading and leaving a note for me! <3

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