Ficlets: Song Drabbles
So they do this a lot in my hatterknave community;
1. Put your iPod/mp3 on shuffle and for every song, you write a small fanfic.
2. You have until the end of the song to write it then no matter what, you stop and begin for the next song.
3. If this inspires a longer one, great, that's the point :P
4. Typically you do 10 but I'll only do 5.
Here we go :)
My songs are:
I Believe in a Thing Called Love
New York
Girl's Not Grey
California Dreamin'
Lollipop Luxury
PAIRING: Aldo/Hans
I BELIEVE IN A THING CALLED LOVE
The Darkness
Once they reached the Allies' territory and Landa had been cleared of all war-crimes, he and Aldo's relationship took on an interesting dynamic. They didn't plan it but they started to meet by accident in cafes and shops. Finally Landa approached Aldo, who always avoided eye contact and walked away. This time though, he stood and listened to the ex-Colonel.
"I know we've had some bad blood in the past," he said softly, careful for the other patrons of the cafe to not overhear. "But," he touched Aldo's hand with his own, "I really think we have a lot in common, underneath the obvious differences."
"How the hell are we similar?" Aldo barked.
"Both strong," Landa whispered, his lips grazing Aldo's ear. "Both virile...with the desires of any leader. We want power, Aldo, and we have the means to get it." He gave a wink and slipped Aldo a piece of paper with his home address.
Aldo watched as he walked away and would give the invitation little thought before following the Colonel immediately.
NEW YORK
Paloma Faith
He hadn't seen Aldo for days. He supposed that just meant he didn't want him. Hans sighed, hand under his chin as he sat by the window, splattered with cold autumn rain.
"I suppose I have to let him go," Hans figured. Easier said than done. "What was I thinking? With our history, I must have been insane to even--"
The door to his Nantucket apartment was being knocked on.
His ears perked and he went, rather quickly, to answer it. There, drenched in rain, was Aldo Raine.
"I," he panted, soaking so badly, "dropped the address you gave me," he bent down, his hands on his knees, "had to ask...someone...took...long..."
Hans smiled and took Aldo in his arms in a warm embrace. He lead him inside and got the fireplace going.
"I'll get you something warm to change something into," Hans said but Aldo had already started to strip down. Hans wrapped him in a blanket then sat him on his lap and rubbed him dry.
"Thanks," Aldo shuddered.
"Not a problem at all."
GIRL'S NOT GREY
AFI
Moonlight shown on their faces as they camped by the crackling fire. They'd shared enough silent glances, Landa couldn't take it anymore. He leaned in, as they both sat on a log while they finished their hunted dinner, and gave Aldo a kiss on the cheek.
"What the fuck you think you're doin?" Aldo barked, slapped the Colonel away. Hans looked offended and put a hand on Aldo's but that too was batted off. He gave Aldo a confused glance before crestfallenly turning his sea-eyes to the ground.
"I apologize," he murmured. "I thought you..."
"You thought I what?" Aldo scoffed.
"Ah," Landa sighed. "Hell with it." And with that he grabbed Aldo by the shoulders and began to kiss him whether he liked it or not.
CALIFORNIA DREAMIN'
The Mamas & the Poppas
Landa, five years after the war ended, was walking down the street with sun playing off his shining shoes and beaming smile. He had been asked out by Aldo the night prior and he could see his date waiting for him seated at a little outdoor restaurant.
He took his seat and they grinned at each other shyly.
"Outdoors, Aldo?" Landa asked. "But you said your superior office--"
"He ain't my superior now that I ain't workin' for him no more," Aldo shrugged. "I can do whatever the Hell I want now the war's over."
"Oh Aldo," Landa beamed. "And..." his tone became devilish and low. "What precisely do you want to do?"
"This." Aldo stroked Landa's hair and gave his ear a gentle rub.
LOLLIPOP LUXURY
Jeffree Star
He dripped the melted chocolate down from the strawberry across Aldo's chest, the American lying back smiling. Aldo put a finger to the chocolate then put it to his mouth, giving it a long lick while never removing eyecontact from the Colonel.
"Can you tell me somethin' straight?" Aldo said after a moment of pensive silence.
"Anything, lieben," Hans sighed happily and kissed away some of the chocolate.
"You think what you did was wrong?"
Hans paused, mouth still open. "Of course, Aldo," he said a little too quickly. Aldo sat straight up and put a hand around Hans' throat, not rough enough to choke but certainly not gentle.
"You be honest with me, goddammit!"
"Yes, Aldo, I am!" the Colonel said, offended, backing out of Aldo's grip and standing up. "If you don't believe that, then why are you here?"
"I guess I just wanted to hear it straight from your mouth."
Hans grinned. "What else do you want straight from my mouth?" he asked, bending down and wrapping his lips around Aldo's cock. Aldo's eyes rolled back and he relaxed back onto the bed. "You believe me, don't you?" the Colonel asked after a moment of giving Aldo the greatest pleasure he had ever known.
"Yes!"
Yay!
1. Put your iPod/mp3 on shuffle and for every song, you write a small fanfic.
2. You have until the end of the song to write it then no matter what, you stop and begin for the next song.
3. If this inspires a longer one, great, that's the point :P
4. Typically you do 10 but I'll only do 5.
Here we go :)
My songs are:
I Believe in a Thing Called Love
New York
Girl's Not Grey
California Dreamin'
Lollipop Luxury
PAIRING: Aldo/Hans
I BELIEVE IN A THING CALLED LOVE
The Darkness
Once they reached the Allies' territory and Landa had been cleared of all war-crimes, he and Aldo's relationship took on an interesting dynamic. They didn't plan it but they started to meet by accident in cafes and shops. Finally Landa approached Aldo, who always avoided eye contact and walked away. This time though, he stood and listened to the ex-Colonel.
"I know we've had some bad blood in the past," he said softly, careful for the other patrons of the cafe to not overhear. "But," he touched Aldo's hand with his own, "I really think we have a lot in common, underneath the obvious differences."
"How the hell are we similar?" Aldo barked.
"Both strong," Landa whispered, his lips grazing Aldo's ear. "Both virile...with the desires of any leader. We want power, Aldo, and we have the means to get it." He gave a wink and slipped Aldo a piece of paper with his home address.
Aldo watched as he walked away and would give the invitation little thought before following the Colonel immediately.
NEW YORK
Paloma Faith
He hadn't seen Aldo for days. He supposed that just meant he didn't want him. Hans sighed, hand under his chin as he sat by the window, splattered with cold autumn rain.
"I suppose I have to let him go," Hans figured. Easier said than done. "What was I thinking? With our history, I must have been insane to even--"
The door to his Nantucket apartment was being knocked on.
His ears perked and he went, rather quickly, to answer it. There, drenched in rain, was Aldo Raine.
"I," he panted, soaking so badly, "dropped the address you gave me," he bent down, his hands on his knees, "had to ask...someone...took...long..."
Hans smiled and took Aldo in his arms in a warm embrace. He lead him inside and got the fireplace going.
"I'll get you something warm to change something into," Hans said but Aldo had already started to strip down. Hans wrapped him in a blanket then sat him on his lap and rubbed him dry.
"Thanks," Aldo shuddered.
"Not a problem at all."
GIRL'S NOT GREY
AFI
Moonlight shown on their faces as they camped by the crackling fire. They'd shared enough silent glances, Landa couldn't take it anymore. He leaned in, as they both sat on a log while they finished their hunted dinner, and gave Aldo a kiss on the cheek.
"What the fuck you think you're doin?" Aldo barked, slapped the Colonel away. Hans looked offended and put a hand on Aldo's but that too was batted off. He gave Aldo a confused glance before crestfallenly turning his sea-eyes to the ground.
"I apologize," he murmured. "I thought you..."
"You thought I what?" Aldo scoffed.
"Ah," Landa sighed. "Hell with it." And with that he grabbed Aldo by the shoulders and began to kiss him whether he liked it or not.
CALIFORNIA DREAMIN'
The Mamas & the Poppas
Landa, five years after the war ended, was walking down the street with sun playing off his shining shoes and beaming smile. He had been asked out by Aldo the night prior and he could see his date waiting for him seated at a little outdoor restaurant.
He took his seat and they grinned at each other shyly.
"Outdoors, Aldo?" Landa asked. "But you said your superior office--"
"He ain't my superior now that I ain't workin' for him no more," Aldo shrugged. "I can do whatever the Hell I want now the war's over."
"Oh Aldo," Landa beamed. "And..." his tone became devilish and low. "What precisely do you want to do?"
"This." Aldo stroked Landa's hair and gave his ear a gentle rub.
LOLLIPOP LUXURY
Jeffree Star
He dripped the melted chocolate down from the strawberry across Aldo's chest, the American lying back smiling. Aldo put a finger to the chocolate then put it to his mouth, giving it a long lick while never removing eyecontact from the Colonel.
"Can you tell me somethin' straight?" Aldo said after a moment of pensive silence.
"Anything, lieben," Hans sighed happily and kissed away some of the chocolate.
"You think what you did was wrong?"
Hans paused, mouth still open. "Of course, Aldo," he said a little too quickly. Aldo sat straight up and put a hand around Hans' throat, not rough enough to choke but certainly not gentle.
"You be honest with me, goddammit!"
"Yes, Aldo, I am!" the Colonel said, offended, backing out of Aldo's grip and standing up. "If you don't believe that, then why are you here?"
"I guess I just wanted to hear it straight from your mouth."
Hans grinned. "What else do you want straight from my mouth?" he asked, bending down and wrapping his lips around Aldo's cock. Aldo's eyes rolled back and he relaxed back onto the bed. "You believe me, don't you?" the Colonel asked after a moment of giving Aldo the greatest pleasure he had ever known.
"Yes!"
Yay!