Written by: hazydecay
Rated T for language
Fandom: Ziggy Stardust (circa 1972, 1973)
Pairing: David Bowie/Mick Ronson (can be interpreted as slash or friendship)
A day in the life. Working off of a photograph of the two of them eating together on a train. Ronson’s point of view, first person. Warnings and apologies in advance for inaccuracies.
Ria jumps and stares at David when he snaps at the kid. She realizes her jaw is slack rather unattractively and she quickly closes her mouth. She nervously looks back and forth between the two and wisely chooses to keep quiet.
The boy straightens and his eyes are wide in shock. He gapes at David for a few seconds before his eyes narrows, stuffing his hands into his pockets.
“Stalk,” he sneers, his lips curling in disgust. “At least I don’t prey on girls more than half my age, you cradle robber.”
Ria freezes and has the look of a deer-in-the-headlights plastered on her face. She gulps and her surroundings feel a tad colder than it did earlier. She sneaks a peek in David’s direction.
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Written by: P
Rated M for adult situations, strong language, and scenes of violence/gore.
Fandom: Outside (album). All characters make an appearance (Nathan Adler, Ramona A. Stone, Leon Blank, Algeria Touchshriek, Baby Grace, Minotaur, Paddy)
Inspired by ‘Outside’ and its non-linear storytelling. Detective Professor Nathan Adler tries to investigate the first Art-Murder while struggling with ghosts from his past.
As he eats his sandwich, David keeps scolding himself mentally and looking about but not straight at Ria. It’s understandable that he feels attracted to her, but thinking about fellatio as she was going to eat her hot dog was ridiculous. He knows it’s silly getting antsy over it; it’s just his imagination running wild, it’s not like she could tell what he was thinking.
It’s the pent-up frustration, the knowledge that he has been so close to having her that makes those thoughts more recurrent. The more impatient he gets, the more he thinks about it. It doesn’t help that she seemed so willing in the museum…
David notices a familiar figure approaching their table; that kid. He holds back a groan and he munches his last bite of food, frowning slightly. What does he want now? He has had enough of the boy; wasn’t it clear the first few times that Ria was with someone else?
“Whoa, talk about an awkward silence… Hi again.” The kid stands at Ria’s side and beams at her, seemingly not caring that David is there too. Ria hesitates and merely lets her mouth hang open.
David finally loses his patience and snaps. ”Don’t you have anything better to do than stalk others, you insufferable boy!” He’s sick of this fool ruining his evening; isn’t it obvious she has a date already?
Written by: P
Rated T for some adult situations
Fandom: The Linguini Incident
An added scene to the movie. Takes place when Lucy and Monte get a little naughty in her apartment. Monte gets just a tad forceful.
He mutters, “Nothing,” and glumly focuses on his sandwich.
She pauses in her chewing for a few seconds before swallowing. She stares at him, wondering why he’s suddenly so sullen. She hesitantly takes another bite of the hot dog and hopes he isn’t angry at her for making that comment about scratching up his face; it’s a very lighthearted statement.
They continue to eat in silence, Ria shifting uncomfortably, unsure if he expects her to apologize or something. She huffs to herself; like hell she’s apologizing; it’s not even that big of a deal. Although, since it isn’t that big of a deal, maybe apologizing would just ease everything over. She scowls at the fact that he’s being silly if he’s going to get all pissy over such a little thing.
She finishes the hot dog and realizes that both she and David have forgotten to get something to drink. She’s about to tell him that she’s going to go get a bottle of something and ask if he wants anything when someone behind her quips, “Whoa, talk about an awkward silence.”
She turns and sees the same guy that spoke to her during the tour. “Hi, again.” He grins boyishly at her and her mouth hangs open.
“Oh, umm…” She dumbly responds.
“Kittens have claws too!” David simply smiles at Ria’s comeback as he sits on the bench across from her. Just as he picks up his sandwich, he looks up at her lips almost making contact with the hot dog. For a split second, his mind wanders somewhere else entirely; their surroundings and the chatter fading into the distance. He knows it’s ridiculous to have such thoughts on a moment like this, but it’s inevitable considering how many times he’s already thought about it…
He hears her saying something about scratching his face, or something to that effect. However, he’s still too distracted, mentally scolding himself while simultaneously musing over his explicit fantasy. Even with her mouth moving he couldn’t help himself. Oblivious of his eyes catching her every move, she takes the hot dog to her mouth, her cheeks hollowing slightly when her lips wrap around it. David’s jaw clenches, feeling too light-headed for his own good.
She then abruptly sinks her teeth into the sausage and bread, a wet crunch resounds, and his train of thought snaps back to reality. He bites his tongue and clenches his fist; this is what you get for being lewd, it’s just a damn hot dog! All the blood rushes back to his head and he feels a dull pain in his lap.
She looks at him curiously and asks, “What?” as she keeps munching on her food.
He sighs uneasily and tries to focus on his sandwich. “Nothing.”
Ria steps aside after the cashier hands her the hotdog and her change. David snorts, “You certainly looked like one during most of the tour,” as he brushes by her, then he immediately orders something from the cashier. She wasn’t really paying attention at that point since her mind is going haywire trying to come up with something snarky.
“Let’s catch that empty table.” His voice shakes her out of her reverie and she follows his gaze to the picnic table furthest from the hedge maze.
As they make their way to that table, moving to avoid walking on the people who decides to sit on the grass and eat, Ria smacks David in the arm. “Kittens have claws too!” She proceeds to turn her nose up at him and plop herself down on the wooden bench.
She takes the hotdog off of the paper tray and brings it towards her lips. She pauses at the last second and scoffs, “Maybe I should scratch up your pretty face to prove my point.”
She takes a big bite of her hotdog and starts chewing. She notices him staring at her blankly and, with her mouth full, she says, “What?”
