Aug
30
2014

Close 6
“Am I your lover?” Jamie asks me when Archie is asleep and the plan is still unfolding in his eyes and I just crook my head in confusion, watching him, the petals of love still stroking my face. I hold my silence in my hands, letting himself talk, as if I were nothing yet a small cigarette companion, to be discarded with all the thoughts and just the taste and soothing sense within. “It’s a funny word, lover.”

He glances at me.

He pets me as if I were Archie. Jamie pulls the covers over him as we are parted with two beds tonight and Archie on the floor, smuggled inside a plastic bag, as he would ruffle his way out but the night took its hours on the concierge. 
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Close 6

“Am I your lover?” Jamie asks me when Archie is asleep and the plan is still unfolding in his eyes and I just crook my head in confusion, watching him, the petals of love still stroking my face. I hold my silence in my hands, letting himself talk, as if I were nothing yet a small cigarette companion, to be discarded with all the thoughts and just the taste and soothing sense within. “It’s a funny word, lover.”


He glances at me.


He pets me as if I were Archie. Jamie pulls the covers over him as we are parted with two beds tonight and Archie on the floor, smuggled inside a plastic bag, as he would ruffle his way out but the night took its hours on the concierge. 

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Aug
29
2014

Blue/Jacket 5
What about Alex? And I get anxious that I can’t get myself to knock on Alex’s door and I don’t think I will be, yet here I am with a Brazilian, drinking coffee as he presses his palm against my forehead and I’m still cold and he just ignores his own thinking by drinking more coffee. 
“Why did you move to Sweden?” I ask him.
“I… I was thinking to study, but never did.” He shrugs. “I just… gave up on education. When your university is on a strike and your parents want something out of you, which you can’t give, sometimes it just doesn’t happen. And I get a monthly allowance and will until I die, I just made it smaller to make it last. I don’t want to learn something I won’t need. I just want to live, I guess. I mean I live with Jack, like, not dating, or Alex. I watch them, I get inspired and that’s all I need. I think… when education is forced on you, not given and then you’re left not wanting it at all.”
Jamie smiles and for some reason drums against the mug, spacing out a bit before he focuses his green eyes on mine. 
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Blue/Jacket 5

What about Alex? And I get anxious that I can’t get myself to knock on Alex’s door and I don’t think I will be, yet here I am with a Brazilian, drinking coffee as he presses his palm against my forehead and I’m still cold and he just ignores his own thinking by drinking more coffee. 
“Why did you move to Sweden?” I ask him.
“I… I was thinking to study, but never did.” He shrugs. “I just… gave up on education. When your university is on a strike and your parents want something out of you, which you can’t give, sometimes it just doesn’t happen. And I get a monthly allowance and will until I die, I just made it smaller to make it last. I don’t want to learn something I won’t need. I just want to live, I guess. I mean I live with Jack, like, not dating, or Alex. I watch them, I get inspired and that’s all I need. I think… when education is forced on you, not given and then you’re left not wanting it at all.”
Jamie smiles and for some reason drums against the mug, spacing out a bit before he focuses his green eyes on mine. 

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Aug
29
2014

- 4
“Close your eyes.” I don’t so he stretches his arm and that’s when I do, no longer immune to anything and I see myself as a child again, laying on grass and I open my eyes just to see him gone and myself back in the apartment, more blood staining the wooden floor and a few cups broken, now too much chalk traces on the floor as I stand they just dissapear and my whole arm doesn’t feel anything and upon further sleepiness in a bathroom attempt I nearly crash into the full length mirror and my hand goes through, no longer with a reflection. 

I sit from midnight waiting for him.
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- 4

“Close your eyes.” I don’t so he stretches his arm and that’s when I do, no longer immune to anything and I see myself as a child again, laying on grass and I open my eyes just to see him gone and myself back in the apartment, more blood staining the wooden floor and a few cups broken, now too much chalk traces on the floor as I stand they just dissapear and my whole arm doesn’t feel anything and upon further sleepiness in a bathroom attempt I nearly crash into the full length mirror and my hand goes through, no longer with a reflection. 


I sit from midnight waiting for him.

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Aug
28
2014

- 4

The tombstones upon closer examination were weird pieces of the same tombstone material, thanking the doctor who had cured children after his death which made no sense. 

I sat opposite him on the grass and I watched him eat. He wasn’t shooing me away this time, eyes red, making me wonder if his eyes were green or hazel when he were alive. 

“I’m Nick.” It ends up more of a snap and that’s when the day hits me, the sun strokes my face along with his fingers and now he travels to my neck and I feel my skin freeze and as I open my eyes he’s still there. The daylight still kills me.

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- 4

The tombstones upon closer examination were weird pieces of the same tombstone material, thanking the doctor who had cured children after his death which made no sense.

I sat opposite him on the grass and I watched him eat. He wasn’t shooing me away this time, eyes red, making me wonder if his eyes were green or hazel when he were alive.

“I’m Nick.” It ends up more of a snap and that’s when the day hits me, the sun strokes my face along with his fingers and now he travels to my neck and I feel my skin freeze and as I open my eyes he’s still there. The daylight still kills me.

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Aug
28
2014

To Miles 33

I sit up, softly, shuddering lightly at how the whole thing started and how mechanic our first times were until I feel that I was getting attracted to death and I just go through his hair slowly, not seeing any gray hairs yet. 

Is he the devil when he had just been dancing with one the whole time, hypnotized and lost? Does that justify his actions? I cough lightly, as he slowly stirs and I’m still caught lost, because I love him and -

I’ve forgiven him, but my own guilt still eats me. We kiss. 

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To Miles 33

I sit up, softly, shuddering lightly at how the whole thing started and how mechanic our first times were until I feel that I was getting attracted to death and I just go through his hair slowly, not seeing any gray hairs yet.

Is he the devil when he had just been dancing with one the whole time, hypnotized and lost? Does that justify his actions? I cough lightly, as he slowly stirs and I’m still caught lost, because I love him and -

I’ve forgiven him, but my own guilt still eats me. We kiss.

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Aug
27
2014

Bar Eyes 2
We’re left alone and I’ve got nowhere left to go, with my grades flopped and my parents keep choosing my job until I can get back. I don’t have someone to hide in and a pub on the other side of the city is tempting. So I keep sitting here.

I see the bartender rub his lips with his sleeve as he jumps over the counter, the counter resembling something like crossed arms, some protection between me and him.

“How old are you?” He asks me, pouring himself a glass, as the place is empty, it’s after three yet he doesn’t kick me out. He looks up at the football posters hanging on the ceiling and maybe checking when is the nearest match and how to avoid specific football colours inside the pub. “I won’t kick you out, I’ve…”

He coughs.

“I’ve served you already. There’s no one here.” He stretches his arms and I see that he himself is a bit tipsy. 
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Bar Eyes 2

We’re left alone and I’ve got nowhere left to go, with my grades flopped and my parents keep choosing my job until I can get back. I don’t have someone to hide in and a pub on the other side of the city is tempting. So I keep sitting here.

I see the bartender rub his lips with his sleeve as he jumps over the counter, the counter resembling something like crossed arms, some protection between me and him.

“How old are you?” He asks me, pouring himself a glass, as the place is empty, it’s after three yet he doesn’t kick me out. He looks up at the football posters hanging on the ceiling and maybe checking when is the nearest match and how to avoid specific football colours inside the pub. “I won’t kick you out, I’ve…”

He coughs.

“I’ve served you already. There’s no one here.” He stretches his arms and I see that he himself is a bit tipsy. 

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Aug
27
2014

Disaster 2
I stop writing the biology homework which I seemed to be doing the crosses wrong and with all of Mendel muddled up in my head. I just look at her. 

“I really don’t want to sleep with him, that would be a loss on my end, you know? But he’s too hot and I just think we should… push it, y’know?” She grins and I try to focus on her hair and her ribbon in her head, just to avoid her eyes but it’s getting too difficult and I don’t even had the time to nod as I start sweating and I think my pen will soon fall from my fingers. It’s the second time she brings it up and now with more courage. 
 

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Disaster 2

I stop writing the biology homework which I seemed to be doing the crosses wrong and with all of Mendel muddled up in my head. I just look at her. 


“I really don’t want to sleep with him, that would be a loss on my end, you know? But he’s too hot and I just think we should… push it, y’know?” She grins and I try to focus on her hair and her ribbon in her head, just to avoid her eyes but it’s getting too difficult and I don’t even had the time to nod as I start sweating and I think my pen will soon fall from my fingers. It’s the second time she brings it up and now with more courage. 

 

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Aug
27
2014

PDD or Hypoxyphilia 2
Brian had smiled, watching me still in yesterday’s platforms which I had noticed had been new. 
The continuation of coming back pounces on you, like a sadistic snake which will never bite you, it trails after you, just because you think it does. 
Class had already started, but his eyes kept gleaming at me, hair chopped right where his neck would end and he seemed to grin at me, his features reminding me of some fox, which believes itself to be brave, yet just has something harming. 
“Have you ever been attracted to other men?” Brian raises his eyes, blowing smoke in my face, but the wind gets it the other way and I just smirk, as he just keeps his look, a light chuckle as he drags the cigarette in again. 
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PDD or Hypoxyphilia 2

Brian had smiled, watching me still in yesterday’s platforms which I had noticed had been new. 
The continuation of coming back pounces on you, like a sadistic snake which will never bite you, it trails after you, just because you think it does. 
Class had already started, but his eyes kept gleaming at me, hair chopped right where his neck would end and he seemed to grin at me, his features reminding me of some fox, which believes itself to be brave, yet just has something harming. 
“Have you ever been attracted to other men?” Brian raises his eyes, blowing smoke in my face, but the wind gets it the other way and I just smirk, as he just keeps his look, a light chuckle as he drags the cigarette in again. 

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Aug
27
2014

Fellatio

The lines start to blur and when they do, that’s when the mind starts messing things up for me. When I feel like I’m falling and that I will only see Miles from a distance and sometimes I look far too much especially when he can’t hold his alcohol anymore and he just looks at anything far too long and could suddenly crack a joke before actually laughing, waiting for my reaction and he gets off laughing from me and I do so from him. 

And sex jokes and light hints seem to be the pleasure I ever seem to be getting and somehow I wish every touch Miles does on stage would be intertwined with desire and I keep watching him as he talks and I don’t even register wishing that I could feel his fingers traveling through my hair, down on my neck.

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Fellatio

The lines start to blur and when they do, that’s when the mind starts messing things up for me. When I feel like I’m falling and that I will only see Miles from a distance and sometimes I look far too much especially when he can’t hold his alcohol anymore and he just looks at anything far too long and could suddenly crack a joke before actually laughing, waiting for my reaction and he gets off laughing from me and I do so from him.

And sex jokes and light hints seem to be the pleasure I ever seem to be getting and somehow I wish every touch Miles does on stage would be intertwined with desire and I keep watching him as he talks and I don’t even register wishing that I could feel his fingers traveling through my hair, down on my neck.

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Aug
26
2014

I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU
It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy

and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough

and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-
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I’M WAITING TO GREET YOU

It’s a brief moment of loosening and her falling right through my fingers, as I watch her from the side of the stage and I no longer crave for cigarettes, nothing to numb out the noises which come from the stage, the mumbled and the laughter which I’ve no longer grown to see and I keep watching them and she’s told me what was going to happen and I don’t even look away, I keep staring, now hating the song for much longer than I ever have and they all stumble as if they are not aware, as if Jack is still in his his high school fantasy


and suddenly I’m the one who is old enough


and their lips meet for me to see and I feel my bottom lip ache from the bite and I just grab a guitar from the rack, my whole body shaking-

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