Title: from what we cannot hold the stars are made
Fandom: B∆STILLE
Pairing: Dan Smith/Kyle Simmons
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1000
Summary: It's been one hundred days.
Notes: As per usual: please for the love of god and all of our dignities do not share/send this to any of the people depicted within. That would just be embarrassing for everyone involved. On a similar note: don’t google yourself, kids.
This is a fake picfor1000 story because I didn’t have my shit together and totally missed signups, but I love doing it so I picked a photo that fit within the parameters of the challenge. (I swear it’s 1000 words—google docs never seems to match up with AO3 for whatever reason.)
A million thanks as always to lynnmonster for never failing to make my writing infinitely better. Thanks also to maladyofthequotidian for helping me figure out some verb tense stuff. It’s all written in present tense because I’m trying to be ~experimental~. Lynn wanted me to change the scenes that take place in the past, so if they don’t work, it’s entirely my fault.
Devin is an original character, because I have no idea who the other half of Tyde is and like to imagine that they’re a queer black woman.
I listened to a few songs obsessively on repeat while writing this, and they pretty much set the mood for the entire story, so if you’re interested, I made a playlist on soundcloud.
The title is a line from “Youth” by W. S. Merwin.
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Fandom: B∆STILLE
Pairing: Dan Smith/Kyle Simmons
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1000
Summary: It's been one hundred days.
Notes: As per usual: please for the love of god and all of our dignities do not share/send this to any of the people depicted within. That would just be embarrassing for everyone involved. On a similar note: don’t google yourself, kids.
This is a fake picfor1000 story because I didn’t have my shit together and totally missed signups, but I love doing it so I picked a photo that fit within the parameters of the challenge. (I swear it’s 1000 words—google docs never seems to match up with AO3 for whatever reason.)
A million thanks as always to lynnmonster for never failing to make my writing infinitely better. Thanks also to maladyofthequotidian for helping me figure out some verb tense stuff. It’s all written in present tense because I’m trying to be ~experimental~. Lynn wanted me to change the scenes that take place in the past, so if they don’t work, it’s entirely my fault.
Devin is an original character, because I have no idea who the other half of Tyde is and like to imagine that they’re a queer black woman.
I listened to a few songs obsessively on repeat while writing this, and they pretty much set the mood for the entire story, so if you’re interested, I made a playlist on soundcloud.
The title is a line from “Youth” by W. S. Merwin.
On LJ (locked, open membership) | On DW (locked, open membership) | On AO3 (locked to AO3 users)