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Lost - Sawyer/Sayid/Kate - Stay (Faraway, So Close)
Dear [name withheld to avoid being fingered] [heh]
You suck. I wish you would [action withheld to avoid being visited by men in black].
No love,
[name withheld] [heh.]
In other news, I have something huge at the beta, and I had hoped to write a Theodore/Neville cookie for
circe_tigana, but I was done in by the Dimples of Doom (TM). Goddamn Sawyer and his pretty hair.
Also, I am sick. We all know what a joy I am when I'm sick.
Sawyer/Sayid/Kate (oh my)
For
random_flores and
obsessedmuch
Stay (Faraway, So Close)
Omar could break Sawyer. He knows it and Omar knows it, and Sawyer hates it. Sawyer may be taller and weigh more, but Omar could probably just flip him on his back and roll him over and pin his arms and do whatever to him, and Sawyer wouldn’t be able to stop him. Of course he’d fight back and all that, but Omar’d probably fight real dirty and do some Iraqi thing to him, and --- Sawyer would probably let him.
Maybe Omar would use the handcuffs.
*
Omar could break Sawyer, and Sawyer’d probably find it really hot too, which makes it even worse. He’s not attracted to Omar, cause he doesn’t play with boys like that, but Omar’s not like anybody back home. Hell, he’s not even like anybody Sawyer met in Australia either, and Sawyer can see why Freckles likes him.
Hell, he’d choose Omar over the Doctor any day, too.
*
Sawyer can't keep himself from pushing Omar's buttons, and Omar keeps pushing him back, so Sawyer pushes him right on back because that's what he does, and he knows he's real good at it, too.
His mama used to say that there wasn't no one who would could rile her up faster than her baby boy. His dad used to say the same thing too, but not in so many words. Normally, he'd be shouting at the time and threatening to bust Sawyer’s head open with an empty bottle of Jack, but it was the same thing.
Sawyer knows how to get under people’s skin. He did it with his mama and his dad and his girlfriends and his ex-wife, and now he’s doing it to Omar and Freckles just because he can.
He likes seeing them both get so excited.
Besides, it’s real boring on their island, and Sawyer has to get his entertainment where he can.
*
He's not surprised when half the camp decide to follow the Doc to the Promised Land, but he's really fucking surprised when the other half decide to stay on the beach. He knew Sticks and her brother weren't gonna go; she would never willingly go someplace with all those insects, and he didn't need to be Einstein to know that the black guy wasn't going to take his kid wherever the Korean folks went (even he knew they were Korean, unlike Fatty Arbuckle). He didn't give a fuck about the rest of them so he kept his own consul, and it didn't even bother him that much when Capitan Falafel didn't try to get him to stay.
Actually, what's he talking about? It didn't bother him at all.
*
He knew Freckles was gonna stay with Omar and not go with the Doc cause women always choose the mysterious guy over the real dependable one -- he could tell it in the way she evaded his questions.
He knew it didn’t matter to them what he did, but he never even thought about leaving the beach. He knew Omar wasn’t gonna listen to the doctor on this one, because Omar and Freckles still have hope about being rescued.
Sawyer doesn’t have a lot of hope that he talks about, but that doesn’t mean it’s not there.
*
Somebody's coughing close by and he's kind of tempted to tell'em to shut up, but he doesn't. It's late and it's dark, and it's kinda cold sleeping by the water. If somebody's gettin' sick, well, then they'll get sick and the Doc'll take care of'em or they'll die. It's pretty cut and dried. He doesn't need to yell about it. So he rolls back over towards the fire and watches Freckles and Omar put their heads together and talk about whatever it is they talk about when he's not making them notice him. They sort of have the same kinda hair, all curly and whatnot. Maybe he'll start calling Omar Curly or something. Maybe Freckles can be Larry, and he can be Moe.
Or not.
Yeah, definitely not.
-end-
You suck. I wish you would [action withheld to avoid being visited by men in black].
No love,
[name withheld] [heh.]
In other news, I have something huge at the beta, and I had hoped to write a Theodore/Neville cookie for
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Also, I am sick. We all know what a joy I am when I'm sick.
Sawyer/Sayid/Kate (oh my)
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Stay (Faraway, So Close)
Omar could break Sawyer. He knows it and Omar knows it, and Sawyer hates it. Sawyer may be taller and weigh more, but Omar could probably just flip him on his back and roll him over and pin his arms and do whatever to him, and Sawyer wouldn’t be able to stop him. Of course he’d fight back and all that, but Omar’d probably fight real dirty and do some Iraqi thing to him, and --- Sawyer would probably let him.
Maybe Omar would use the handcuffs.
Omar could break Sawyer, and Sawyer’d probably find it really hot too, which makes it even worse. He’s not attracted to Omar, cause he doesn’t play with boys like that, but Omar’s not like anybody back home. Hell, he’s not even like anybody Sawyer met in Australia either, and Sawyer can see why Freckles likes him.
Hell, he’d choose Omar over the Doctor any day, too.
Sawyer can't keep himself from pushing Omar's buttons, and Omar keeps pushing him back, so Sawyer pushes him right on back because that's what he does, and he knows he's real good at it, too.
His mama used to say that there wasn't no one who would could rile her up faster than her baby boy. His dad used to say the same thing too, but not in so many words. Normally, he'd be shouting at the time and threatening to bust Sawyer’s head open with an empty bottle of Jack, but it was the same thing.
Sawyer knows how to get under people’s skin. He did it with his mama and his dad and his girlfriends and his ex-wife, and now he’s doing it to Omar and Freckles just because he can.
He likes seeing them both get so excited.
Besides, it’s real boring on their island, and Sawyer has to get his entertainment where he can.
He's not surprised when half the camp decide to follow the Doc to the Promised Land, but he's really fucking surprised when the other half decide to stay on the beach. He knew Sticks and her brother weren't gonna go; she would never willingly go someplace with all those insects, and he didn't need to be Einstein to know that the black guy wasn't going to take his kid wherever the Korean folks went (even he knew they were Korean, unlike Fatty Arbuckle). He didn't give a fuck about the rest of them so he kept his own consul, and it didn't even bother him that much when Capitan Falafel didn't try to get him to stay.
Actually, what's he talking about? It didn't bother him at all.
He knew Freckles was gonna stay with Omar and not go with the Doc cause women always choose the mysterious guy over the real dependable one -- he could tell it in the way she evaded his questions.
He knew it didn’t matter to them what he did, but he never even thought about leaving the beach. He knew Omar wasn’t gonna listen to the doctor on this one, because Omar and Freckles still have hope about being rescued.
Sawyer doesn’t have a lot of hope that he talks about, but that doesn’t mean it’s not there.
Somebody's coughing close by and he's kind of tempted to tell'em to shut up, but he doesn't. It's late and it's dark, and it's kinda cold sleeping by the water. If somebody's gettin' sick, well, then they'll get sick and the Doc'll take care of'em or they'll die. It's pretty cut and dried. He doesn't need to yell about it. So he rolls back over towards the fire and watches Freckles and Omar put their heads together and talk about whatever it is they talk about when he's not making them notice him. They sort of have the same kinda hair, all curly and whatnot. Maybe he'll start calling Omar Curly or something. Maybe Freckles can be Larry, and he can be Moe.
Or not.
Yeah, definitely not.
-end-
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Pretty much. I came for the action and stayed for Boone's mega-crush on Jack and Sawyer/Sayid. Oh and Hurley. I heart Hurley. And Locke.
and I had hoped to write a Theodore/Neville cookie for circe_tigana
I think about you three all the time. All the time.
We think about you too, practically all the time. You wouldn't believe some of the visuals Theodore's stooped to to get me to let him play with Neville. After I deal with the Project Du Jour, we will give this serious consideration.
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We think about you too, practically all the time. You wouldn't believe some of the visuals Theodore's stooped to to get me to let him play with Neville. After I deal with the Project Du Jour, we will give this serious consideration.
Dear Merlin on a pogo stick.
::salivates::
It should be noted that I also think of Nott!verse Blaise quite a bit, and wonder if he wants me to play with him.
Shameful behaviour!
b) The conversations at my house go like this
TN: Are you done yet with this Muggle business.
HT: Almost, I'm waiting for my beta
TN: But you're not working on anything at the moment, are you?
HT: Well, no.
TN: Ah.
HT: Ah, what?
TN: Well, I had this opening.
HT: Oh, Theodore.
TN: People are stupid, but a person alone is quite intelligent. Theodore's not quite certain where house elves fall in this paradigm; it's not really something he's ever given much thought to, however, Dottie is a house elf, not a cadre thereof, and far more susceptible to suggestion when Theodore inquires about her taking Alexandria to Armani Wizarding in Diagon Alley for new robes. And although she fixes him with a curious look, she doesn't ask him why he doesn't care to do this himself. After all, wizarding robes for children are not a part of his particular responsiblities, and since his father entrusts Dottie with various other household repsonsibilties, this could be seen as falling into that area. Theodore would certainly say so. As a matter of fact, he would say that this sort of excursion would take some time. Perhaps several hours on a January afternoon during Winter Break. Which would also happen to be when his father has to attend to various vague duties that all Notts must attend to at some point in their dealings with Gringotts. The point all this being that if his father is away and Alexandria and Dottie are both out of the house, then Theodore is the lord of the manor, and as such he could have visitors over. Or a particular visitor over.
He's given it quite a bit of thought, having Neville over to his home, and while could be construed as some quarters as unwise and foolish, on the surface there's really nothing questionable about it. Neville comes from a long line of purebloods, and no one could disapprove on the face of it.
Of course, there could be a problem as such with Neville's grandmother as she's a long-standing supporter of The Other Side, but Theodore is a firm believer that the sins of the parents should not be revisited on their children.
More importantly, he wants Neville over. And he wants them to be uninterrupted. So on this particular day at a particular time, Theodore takes long hot bath and dresses himself in his favourite green jumper and grey trousers. He doesn't spend an unreasonable amount of time grooming himself, he's not Draco or Blaise, but he makes a point of looking well turned out. It would never do for the lord of the manor or entertain a guest looking less than his best.
And at half-three, Theodore sends the kitchen elves into the garden to attend to the plants that have been made impervious to the cold and he stands before the fireplace, waiting.
The fireplace flashes green to announce Neville's arrival and he stumbles out of the grating with soot on his cheeks and a small smile across his lips.
He's barely got his footing under him before Theodore's across the kitchen and fisting Neville's robes in his well-manicured grasp. Neville tastes of soot and travel and toothpaste, and his post-journey sigh is swallowed up by Theodore's kiss of welcome.
He's been waiting for this. He simply didn't realise he's been waiting so long.
Re: Shameful behaviour!
!!!!!
::sighs blissfully::
::glances, in acknowledgement, at Theodore:: You done good, my darling.
I just adore the Theodore-logic of that first paragraph. And then the belly-twisty goodness of the last three lines.
a) we need Blaise icons ::makes big eyes::
Well, I suppose we'd need a Blaise then :) I'm rather partial to Jonathan Rhys-Meyers as Blaise.
Re: Shameful behaviour!
He's been waiting for this. He simply didn't realise he's been waiting so long.
awww, squee!