I won't lie. This story is kinda big. I've already written 15k of it, and I'm maybe halfway done. I wanted to wait to post it all in my journal at once, but I've hit that point where some validation would really help me soldier through.
That said, if you're so inclined to overlook any medical inaccuracies, I'd appreciate it! I'm sure there are many. I researched a little, but uh... yeah. Probably not as much as I should've? Same goes for the details on Venezuela.
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 1 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:22:03 UTC
“Hi,” he says after sitting next to the crying woman for almost twenty minutes. It’s making him nervous. Antsy. It’s also frustrating and loud, and his head hurts. His head always always hurts. His fingertips twitch and he wants-
He just wants her stop.
Just shut upSniffling, she looks up at him through the veil of her hair. “Hi,” she replies in a heavy accent, recovering some semblance of calm. “I’m sorry, I-“ Her words are broken off into a sob
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 2 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:24:54 UTC
He thinks on it for a long while, eyes closed, noises of the hospital distant and familiar, but all he can offer is a quiet, “Maybe a W? Or an M. I don’t know
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 3 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:30:09 UTC
She inherited her father’s small tobacco farm in a rural district, miles and miles from the bustle of the city. Nita tells Mark that she’s lived there alone with her father her whole childhood, that it’s upsetting for it to be so quiet and still. She says he’s doing her a favor, but he can’t determine if she’s being honest, or just saying this to lessen his guilt
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 4 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:31:23 UTC
Nita makes runs into the city once per week. She has things delivered-supplies for the farm-but she has to shop for other things. Clothes and groceries and things for the main house they live in
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 5 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:32:30 UTC
His obsession with it is gradual. First he spends a lot of time wondering about his family-those he left behind. He wonders if they worry and if he should try harder to find them. Maybe, he thinks, if he sent out a beacon, over the television or in newspapers, someone will notice him
( ... )
oh wow, those two prompts were ones that i wanted filled so much. and this fic, i just have no words. i love the way you've decided to approach the fic. the list of small realizations and nita and his thoughts about trying to be found. the part with him thinking that no one is mourning him is just heartbreaking but so gorgeous.
i hope you update again soon because i've already become so invested in this fic. i'd love to see what's going on with mark. ♥
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 6 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:40:33 UTC
Not long after, he’s pacing the sidewalk with a bundle of flags, and a man in the distance stares at him for an eternity. It’s a blonde man, small with long bangs and nice clothes. Definitely a tourist. He doesn’t know what to make of the staring, but it’s discomforting, so he asks Nita to interpret it for him
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 7 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:42:12 UTC
Before he can dwell on that as much as he’d like, the man grabs him into a crushing hug, laughing and jumping and saying things like, “You were dead, Wardo. You were dead! What-do you have any idea…” and then the man is crying, these deep, wet sobs into Eduardo’s neck.
He doesn’t know how to respond or what to do, so he just stands prostrate and idly wonders, “Who are you?”
When the man pulls away, there’s something in his eyes-something bone-deep and despairing. Maybe hurt, or maybe shock, Eduardo can’t decipher it, but it makes him feel bad inside of his chest.
“I’m Chris,” he says, patting his shoulder with a smile that doesn’t seem happy. “We were friends.” Then he quickly amends, “Are. We are friends
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 8 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:46:22 UTC
He doesn’t know when it’s most appropriate to confront Chris with all his questions. They all jumble around inside his head until he’s restless with them, foot tapping, gnawing at a fingernail. But Nita gives him this look, and Eduardo’s not good with looks yet, but he knows Nita well enough to understand
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 9 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:54:06 UTC
Eduardo doesn’t get to talk to Chris as much as he’d like to, because Chris is glued to the phone until all hours of the night, his voice drifting to Eduardo’s ears soft from where Chris lays on the sofa
( ... )
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 10 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 08:57:26 UTC
“Tomorrow,” Chris adds with a yawn, laying back, “we’ll be in California.”
“Will I have to … meet people?” Eduardo worries. He doesn’t agree with all the things Nita had said-he’s not deficient-but the idea of so much attention does make him internally shudder
( ... )
i almost just screamed in excitement when i saw there was more of this fic posted already. it's just so lovely, i can't even fully describe how much i'm enjoying it so far. ♥ i'm already dreading when this string of posts will be over because i just want to sink into this universe you've created. and omg, we're so close to california now!
[FILL] - Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks 11 (Eduardo/Mark + OT4 Friendship NC-17)
anonymous
April 24 2011, 09:05:36 UTC
Chris takes a long time in the city. He goes everywhere-to his hotel, to big buildings with official-looking pillars, and to the hospital too, something which makes Eduardo rigid and antsy
( ... )
I won't lie. This story is kinda big. I've already written 15k of it, and I'm maybe halfway done. I wanted to wait to post it all in my journal at once, but I've hit that point where some validation would really help me soldier through.
That said, if you're so inclined to overlook any medical inaccuracies, I'd appreciate it! I'm sure there are many. I researched a little, but uh... yeah. Probably not as much as I should've? Same goes for the details on Venezuela.
Title lovingly borrowed from a The National song.
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i hope you update again soon because i've already become so invested in this fic. i'd love to see what's going on with mark. ♥
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OMG thanks so much!
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He doesn’t know how to respond or what to do, so he just stands prostrate and idly wonders, “Who are you?”
When the man pulls away, there’s something in his eyes-something bone-deep and despairing. Maybe hurt, or maybe shock, Eduardo can’t decipher it, but it makes him feel bad inside of his chest.
“I’m Chris,” he says, patting his shoulder with a smile that doesn’t seem happy. “We were friends.” Then he quickly amends, “Are. We are friends ( ... )
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“Will I have to … meet people?” Eduardo worries. He doesn’t agree with all the things Nita had said-he’s not deficient-but the idea of so much attention does make him internally shudder ( ... )
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this fic is sweeping me off my feet.
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