Illustrations for "This One's For You"
Illustrations for "This One's For You."
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These are the illustrations for my fic "This One's For You." Do NOT look at them until you've finished the fic, as portions of the fic are excerpted throughout this entry.
All images belong to their respective owners. If you own an image, please contact me so that I can credit you or take it down, according to your preference.
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"He’d known they were going to be there - he’d been the one to give them the tickets, for fuck’s sake."
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"Yet in all the rush and press and excitement of being back in L.A., he’d somehow failed to think about them actually being there. Cassidy and Alisan and Brad, all lined up right in front of his eyes."
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"He’s high on life, high on the music, high on the screams, and when he looks down and sees Brad sitting there, he points recklessly down at him and Cassidy and calls, “You better get up out of your seats, bitches! Dance!” Cassidy flips him the finger, and he fights back laughter."
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"He's stuck in the endless cycle of smile, pose, hug, sign, look interested, say "thank you," smile some more...another flash goes off in his blinded eyes, and he turns back to his crowd with a sigh."
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"And Brad’s there, small and drunk and, as always, eminently fuckable. His clothing clings to him, showing a ridiculous amount of skin."
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"It’s still bothering him, though, as he makes his way down the barricade line later, signing away as the flashbulbs pop. Sign after ridiculous sign, with a few decent ones thrown in, fat scary cougars screaming in ecstasy, cute little girls with braces and eyes round as saucers, the occasional hot guy winking at him, fifty million Rolling Stones."
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"In the end, his eye makeup looks like total crap. He snags a pair of his old sunglasses to hide it, but his hair is beyond saving. He sticks his lip out at himself in the mirror, but somehow despite the massive image fail of today he can’t help being miraculously happy..."
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"Besides, as it turns out he’s able to steal a trucker cap at the Ford dealership, which solves the hair problem and kind of makes him look ridiculously hot, so everything’s amazing."
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"When Adam comes on the stage to sing “Whole Lotta Love” for the last time, the crowd goes nuts. He revels in it, lets himself soak it up, pours his joy and passion and heart into the song. He wants to laugh, wants to shout, wants to scream. He sings."
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"The notes fly by, liquid and gorgeous and beautiful, sunshine and promise and future, and he’s kind of scarily happy."
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"He smiles at the arena, turns on all his charm, lets his joy show. “I want to dedicate this song to someone who makes my life complete, someone who makes me feel that it’s worth living in this mad world of ours. Without him I would be nobody.”
The arena is going fucking nuts."
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"In this moment, this unbelievably wonderful moment, all that matters is that Brad loves him, and he loves Brad, and they're beginning the next stage in their life together...And the music plays."
You can find my fic masterlist here.
If you have not read the fic yet, do not view this entry. The fic may be found here.
These are the illustrations for my fic "This One's For You." Do NOT look at them until you've finished the fic, as portions of the fic are excerpted throughout this entry.
All images belong to their respective owners. If you own an image, please contact me so that I can credit you or take it down, according to your preference.
///
"He’d known they were going to be there - he’d been the one to give them the tickets, for fuck’s sake."
///
"Yet in all the rush and press and excitement of being back in L.A., he’d somehow failed to think about them actually being there. Cassidy and Alisan and Brad, all lined up right in front of his eyes."
///
"He’s high on life, high on the music, high on the screams, and when he looks down and sees Brad sitting there, he points recklessly down at him and Cassidy and calls, “You better get up out of your seats, bitches! Dance!” Cassidy flips him the finger, and he fights back laughter."
///
"He's stuck in the endless cycle of smile, pose, hug, sign, look interested, say "thank you," smile some more...another flash goes off in his blinded eyes, and he turns back to his crowd with a sigh."
///
"And Brad’s there, small and drunk and, as always, eminently fuckable. His clothing clings to him, showing a ridiculous amount of skin."
///
"It’s still bothering him, though, as he makes his way down the barricade line later, signing away as the flashbulbs pop. Sign after ridiculous sign, with a few decent ones thrown in, fat scary cougars screaming in ecstasy, cute little girls with braces and eyes round as saucers, the occasional hot guy winking at him, fifty million Rolling Stones."
///
"In the end, his eye makeup looks like total crap. He snags a pair of his old sunglasses to hide it, but his hair is beyond saving. He sticks his lip out at himself in the mirror, but somehow despite the massive image fail of today he can’t help being miraculously happy..."
///
"Besides, as it turns out he’s able to steal a trucker cap at the Ford dealership, which solves the hair problem and kind of makes him look ridiculously hot, so everything’s amazing."
///
"When Adam comes on the stage to sing “Whole Lotta Love” for the last time, the crowd goes nuts. He revels in it, lets himself soak it up, pours his joy and passion and heart into the song. He wants to laugh, wants to shout, wants to scream. He sings."
///
"The notes fly by, liquid and gorgeous and beautiful, sunshine and promise and future, and he’s kind of scarily happy."
///
"He smiles at the arena, turns on all his charm, lets his joy show. “I want to dedicate this song to someone who makes my life complete, someone who makes me feel that it’s worth living in this mad world of ours. Without him I would be nobody.”
The arena is going fucking nuts."
///
"In this moment, this unbelievably wonderful moment, all that matters is that Brad loves him, and he loves Brad, and they're beginning the next stage in their life together...And the music plays."
You can find my fic masterlist here.