Sep
20
2014

Apathy Aftertaste
I honestly think that life is pushing me to the tip of suicide. 

I look behind, to see him give me a soft wave and nod to look back at the teacher and I sigh, trying not to fiddle even more with the notebooks, my mind humming far too loudly and the clock which has no sound, is far too loud in my head, muting everything and I just keep replaying nightmares in my head which had been last night, spitting out blood in the sink and noticing how all my temples had gone gray. 

“It shouldn’t be hard.” Jack told me as he arrived at four a.m. parents no longer caring and all under a healthy doze of Xanax, waiting for me to pack my bags, but Jack insisted that this should still be the place where the ritual of getting rid of the past should be and he proceeded to dye my hair until there was pounding on the door and we emerged, just for mom and dad to think we fucked. 

Jack waved at them and they prayed that Meg was indeed his girlfriend, as I would smoke outside, Jack scratching the back of his head, thinking-

“I can’t take you in.”

“I know.”

“Shit.” 
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Apathy Aftertaste

I honestly think that life is pushing me to the tip of suicide. 


I look behind, to see him give me a soft wave and nod to look back at the teacher and I sigh, trying not to fiddle even more with the notebooks, my mind humming far too loudly and the clock which has no sound, is far too loud in my head, muting everything and I just keep replaying nightmares in my head which had been last night, spitting out blood in the sink and noticing how all my temples had gone gray. 


“It shouldn’t be hard.” Jack told me as he arrived at four a.m. parents no longer caring and all under a healthy doze of Xanax, waiting for me to pack my bags, but Jack insisted that this should still be the place where the ritual of getting rid of the past should be and he proceeded to dye my hair until there was pounding on the door and we emerged, just for mom and dad to think we fucked. 


Jack waved at them and they prayed that Meg was indeed his girlfriend, as I would smoke outside, Jack scratching the back of his head, thinking-


“I can’t take you in.”


“I know.”


“Shit.” 

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Sep
20
2014

grasp THE sanity: Apathy Aftertaste

I honestly think that life is pushing me to the tip of suicide. 


I look behind, to see him give me a soft wave and nod to look back at the teacher and I sigh, trying not to fiddle even more with the notebooks, my mind humming far too loudly and the clock which has no sound, is far too loud in my head, muting everything and I just keep replaying nightmares in my head which had been last night, spitting out blood in the sink and noticing how all my temples had gone gray. 


“It shouldn’t be hard.” Jack told me as he arrived at four a.m. parents no longer caring and all under a healthy doze of Xanax, waiting for me to pack my bags, but Jack insisted that this should still be the place where the ritual of getting rid of the past should be and he proceeded to dye my hair until there was pounding on the door and we emerged, just for mom and dad to think we fucked. 


Jack waved at them and they prayed that Meg was indeed his girlfriend, as I would smoke outside, Jack scratching the back of his head, thinking-


“I can’t take you in.”


“I know.”


“Shit.” 

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Sep
19
2014

Close
“I need glasses.” I say, sitting up and then going back to the grass, as Jamie stands up and kicks my feet slightly, the gun and the hand behind his ear as he keeps letting bubbles out of it in order not to scare people but people seem to hug from the smoke to notice and he gives me his sunglasses for now, what I think is a brief moment but we walk past a few blocks, not saying a word, before he turns around and kisses me, tongue in and I grin at the sudden kiss, haven’t been getting a lot these days and then he gets the shades back, telling me about this nice store he’d seen in town, so we walk there, buying some cold coffee and sharing it with a few coins we had from somewhere, not using the stolen credit cards on something as simple.We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse. 
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Close

“I need glasses.” I say, sitting up and then going back to the grass, as Jamie stands up and kicks my feet slightly, the gun and the hand behind his ear as he keeps letting bubbles out of it in order not to scare people but people seem to hug from the smoke to notice and he gives me his sunglasses for now, what I think is a brief moment but we walk past a few blocks, not saying a word, before he turns around and kisses me, tongue in and I grin at the sudden kiss, haven’t been getting a lot these days and then he gets the shades back, telling me about this nice store he’d seen in town, so we walk there, buying some cold coffee and sharing it with a few coins we had from somewhere, not using the stolen credit cards on something as simple.

We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.

Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse. 

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Sep
19
2014

Stale Smoke In A Running Circle 10
The question is more than plain?

Where do I begin?

Where do I start? Where does the dysphoria start and where does my desire to be with Jamie end? 

It’s not even about myself, it’s a mixture of indeed myself and where do I fit in with Jamie.  It’s about the anxiety of oneself and the other, since by the end of the day when you want to be in a relationship-

it’s both and it’s where two sexualities collide and not even being sure of myself, makes me anxious as I look at him as he comes back, quickly shooting a glance at Alex, who I seem to be avoiding and this seems to be a morning of confessions and I look around at all the cis men, not feeling any different, I still hold the same feelings, the ease and the attraction is all there.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Stale Smoke In A Running Circle 10

The question is more than plain?


Where do I begin?


Where do I start? Where does the dysphoria start and where does my desire to be with Jamie end? 


It’s not even about myself, it’s a mixture of indeed myself and where do I fit in with Jamie.  It’s about the anxiety of oneself and the other, since by the end of the day when you want to be in a relationship-


it’s both and it’s where two sexualities collide and not even being sure of myself, makes me anxious as I look at him as he comes back, quickly shooting a glance at Alex, who I seem to be avoiding and this seems to be a morning of confessions and I look around at all the cis men, not feeling any different, I still hold the same feelings, the ease and the attraction is all there.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/ALEX TURNER FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Sep
19
2014

grasp THE sanity: Stale Smoke In A Running Circle 10

The question is more than plain?


Where do I begin?


Where do I start? Where does the dysphoria start and where does my desire to be with Jamie end? 


It’s not even about myself, it’s a mixture of indeed myself and where do I fit in with Jamie.  It’s about the anxiety of oneself and the other, since by the end of the day when you want to be in a relationship-


it’s both and it’s where two sexualities collide and not even being sure of myself, makes me anxious as I look at him as he comes back, quickly shooting a glance at Alex, who I seem to be avoiding and this seems to be a morning of confessions and I look around at all the cis men, not feeling any different, I still hold the same feelings, the ease and the attraction is all there.

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
18
2014

Snap Out Of It 2
Jamie takes the couch every night and I wonder how come we both wake up and there is nothing awkward about both of us in pajamas and eventually he drags Archie in and soon enough even his doggy things are all here and he just watches me amused and the fact that Jamie talks to him in his sleep creeps me out a bit, so I just watch him from afar, wondering what the fuck would a forty five year old talk with an Italian born dog?

“The tempting thing about suicide is that if there’s nothing after death then all of this will be forgotten.” I tell that to Archie on the third night as Jamie headed out for groceries and we agreed to head out tomorrow and I wonder how alienated I shall feel.

It seems to slowly start wearing off with Jamie nearly yanking me out of bed every night and soon enough he even forces me outside and I smile for the first time in a while, clothing a bit too plain because I couldn’t tell myself that I would look good in a button up and Jamie drops his suits as well, which eases me a bit and he looks far better than I do and he’s the one who does my quiff as I sit on the edge of the bathtub and I feel as if I’m just getting dragged out from the dead and I take my while before we head outside. 
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Snap Out Of It 2

Jamie takes the couch every night and I wonder how come we both wake up and there is nothing awkward about both of us in pajamas and eventually he drags Archie in and soon enough even his doggy things are all here and he just watches me amused and the fact that Jamie talks to him in his sleep creeps me out a bit, so I just watch him from afar, wondering what the fuck would a forty five year old talk with an Italian born dog?

“The tempting thing about suicide is that if there’s nothing after death then all of this will be forgotten.” I tell that to Archie on the third night as Jamie headed out for groceries and we agreed to head out tomorrow and I wonder how alienated I shall feel.

It seems to slowly start wearing off with Jamie nearly yanking me out of bed every night and soon enough he even forces me outside and I smile for the first time in a while, clothing a bit too plain because I couldn’t tell myself that I would look good in a button up and Jamie drops his suits as well, which eases me a bit and he looks far better than I do and he’s the one who does my quiff as I sit on the edge of the bathtub and I feel as if I’m just getting dragged out from the dead and I take my while before we head outside. 

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/JAMIE HINCE/MILES KANE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Sep
18
2014

- 5
I don’t think he exists and I’m mental and my body could be solely going numb by itself. My bed seems rougher than usual and my mouth is now fully numb and I wonder how much will I even last, I barely manage to eat cereal, my hands shaking whenever I try to cook and the city seems bleak and it ends up with me glancing at every clock, at every watch to make sure that I am nowhere near the time and I wonder what would happen if I stay inside, but it’s too strong and with a spinning head I should still head out-

and I do, the sprinklers already on me and I watch him, grin, twisting and I expect him to laugh, but he doesn’t his eyes the colour of the blood I’d be running and he doesn’t speak, the sprinklers making me wetter and I can’t help but keep staring at him-

What is the deal then?
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- 5

I don’t think he exists and I’m mental and my body could be solely going numb by itself. My bed seems rougher than usual and my mouth is now fully numb and I wonder how much will I even last, I barely manage to eat cereal, my hands shaking whenever I try to cook and the city seems bleak and it ends up with me glancing at every clock, at every watch to make sure that I am nowhere near the time and I wonder what would happen if I stay inside, but it’s too strong and with a spinning head I should still head out-


and I do, the sprinklers already on me and I watch him, grin, twisting and I expect him to laugh, but he doesn’t his eyes the colour of the blood I’d be running and he doesn’t speak, the sprinklers making me wetter and I can’t help but keep staring at him-


What is the deal then?

READ MORE JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION HERE

Sep
18
2014

grasp THE sanity: - 5

I don’t think he exists and I’m mental and my body could be solely going numb by itself. My bed seems rougher than usual and my mouth is now fully numb and I wonder how much will I even last, I barely manage to eat cereal, my hands shaking whenever I try to cook and the city seems bleak and it ends up with me glancing at every clock, at every watch to make sure that I am nowhere near the time and I wonder what would happen if I stay inside, but it’s too strong and with a spinning head I should still head out-


and I do, the sprinklers already on me and I watch him, grin, twisting and I expect him to laugh, but he doesn’t his eyes the colour of the blood I’d be running and he doesn’t speak, the sprinklers making me wetter and I can’t help but keep staring at him-


What is the deal then?

READ MORE HORROR JAMIE HINCE/NICK GRIMSHAW FANFICTION HERE

Sep
18
2014

To Miles 34

“He visited you a few times.” Jamie’s voice barely breaks as he takes the deck of card and shuffles. I see him take out two Jacks. He’d be a King, right?

“How many did you visit?” He takes out one clubs and one diamonds. He smiles, scratching his stubble before putting out the needed cards and chants under his breath. 

“Few times a day, all the time I could. Repeat after me, Al.” I’m nearly in the middle of the circle, Miles two cards behind me, on my side. Hince smirks.

“Leftover feelings.” He points me in the chest. Before I do anything, he quickly gets himself a king of spades and leaves the Jack and quickly shuffles. 

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/MILES KANE/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/09/to-miles-34.html

To Miles 34

“He visited you a few times.” Jamie’s voice barely breaks as he takes the deck of card and shuffles. I see him take out two Jacks. He’d be a King, right?

“How many did you visit?” He takes out one clubs and one diamonds. He smiles, scratching his stubble before putting out the needed cards and chants under his breath.

“Few times a day, all the time I could. Repeat after me, Al.” I’m nearly in the middle of the circle, Miles two cards behind me, on my side. Hince smirks.

“Leftover feelings.” He points me in the chest. Before I do anything, he quickly gets himself a king of spades and leaves the Jack and quickly shuffles.

READ MORE ALEX TURNER/MILES KANE/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2014/09/to-miles-34.html

Sep
17
2014

Close
We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse. We head out or rather run out, back into the close, behind a door, standing close.I hear him and the sirens.
READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Close

We walk in a few stores, I pretend not to like the shades and in a close we sit against the wall for a bit, smoking, pulling on Bonnie and Clyde masks, kissing each other with the masks and going north towards the store or rather one simple turn and Jamie has two guns now, on the bubble gun one, one real as he scares the assistants with the bubble one as I take some free candy and choose a few shades in the end I get three, one pair being too big.

Jamie empties the till and takes a ladies’ purse. 

We head out or rather run out, back into the close, behind a door, standing close.

I hear him and the sirens.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/JAMIE HINCE FANFICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

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