Title: "Mendacium" 1/1
Author: Brenda
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan, Orlando Bloom
Rating: PG
Summary: Lies go against instinct. Gen-fic.
Feedback: Love it.
Disclaimer: Never happened.
Notes: Just a wee something for the lovely and sumptuous
sophrosyne31, who asked for 'Dom/Orli early morning angst' as a birthday gift. Sorry it's late, love. <33
"I know you'd love to leave me
But I'd hate to see you beg"
-- Sister Machine Gun
I am the world's worst liar. Which could be construed as odd, I suppose, since I make my living pretending to be other people, but it's different in acting. I believe who I am with my whole heart and soul. For however long it lasts, however many days or what have you, I become this person and feel what they feel. Know what they know. I trust my instincts and hope they'll guide me true.
But a lie...a lie goes against instinct. Goes against self. They build up and complicate and take over everything until there's nothing left except a shattered reflection of what might have been.
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"I think Kate and I might be spending some time apart."
No introduction, no hi, how's it going, right to the point. That was Orlando for you. "The fuck are you?" I mumbled, and yanked the blankets up over my head. Self-defense against daylight. Wasn't due on set for another four hours, and I'd planned on taking full advantage of a lie-in.
"Um, in L.A., why, ah fuck, I woke you, didn't I? Fucking time difference, I'm sorry. I'll call back."
"Too late, M'awake now." But I wasn't moving. At least it wasn't one of Orlando's 'hi, I'm at the airport, come get me' calls. Because, best friend or not, Orlando would have to die. I wasn't moving for anyone. "What about Kate?"
"We're, um..."
"Out with it, Bloom."
"I think she knows."
"Knows? Knows wha -- oh, fuck."
"Yeah." Had to give him credit, though. He sounded miserable as fuck. "What'm I gonna do?"
"You're asking me?" Oh, precious irony. "Why bother at this stage?"
"This isn't funny."
"No, it's not, mate." I was starting to sweat, so I poked my head out. Still didn't bother to open my eyes or lift my head from the pillow. "You'll notice I'm not laughing."
"I need your help."
"You want my advice?"
"Just said so, didn't I?"
"Stop fucking him and grovel until she comes back."
"It's not that simple."
"Yeah, it is." Fuck all, but this was making my head hurt. "How long've you been doing this?"
"Long time."
"Exactly. Long enough." I gentled my voice. "This has gone on long enough. You have to let him go."
His voice was a whisper. "What if I'm not the only one holding on?"
***
Author: Brenda
Pairing: Dominic Monaghan, Orlando Bloom
Rating: PG
Summary: Lies go against instinct. Gen-fic.
Feedback: Love it.
Disclaimer: Never happened.
Notes: Just a wee something for the lovely and sumptuous
"I know you'd love to leave me
But I'd hate to see you beg"
-- Sister Machine Gun
I am the world's worst liar. Which could be construed as odd, I suppose, since I make my living pretending to be other people, but it's different in acting. I believe who I am with my whole heart and soul. For however long it lasts, however many days or what have you, I become this person and feel what they feel. Know what they know. I trust my instincts and hope they'll guide me true.
But a lie...a lie goes against instinct. Goes against self. They build up and complicate and take over everything until there's nothing left except a shattered reflection of what might have been.
***
"I think Kate and I might be spending some time apart."
No introduction, no hi, how's it going, right to the point. That was Orlando for you. "The fuck are you?" I mumbled, and yanked the blankets up over my head. Self-defense against daylight. Wasn't due on set for another four hours, and I'd planned on taking full advantage of a lie-in.
"Um, in L.A., why, ah fuck, I woke you, didn't I? Fucking time difference, I'm sorry. I'll call back."
"Too late, M'awake now." But I wasn't moving. At least it wasn't one of Orlando's 'hi, I'm at the airport, come get me' calls. Because, best friend or not, Orlando would have to die. I wasn't moving for anyone. "What about Kate?"
"We're, um..."
"Out with it, Bloom."
"I think she knows."
"Knows? Knows wha -- oh, fuck."
"Yeah." Had to give him credit, though. He sounded miserable as fuck. "What'm I gonna do?"
"You're asking me?" Oh, precious irony. "Why bother at this stage?"
"This isn't funny."
"No, it's not, mate." I was starting to sweat, so I poked my head out. Still didn't bother to open my eyes or lift my head from the pillow. "You'll notice I'm not laughing."
"I need your help."
"You want my advice?"
"Just said so, didn't I?"
"Stop fucking him and grovel until she comes back."
"It's not that simple."
"Yeah, it is." Fuck all, but this was making my head hurt. "How long've you been doing this?"
"Long time."
"Exactly. Long enough." I gentled my voice. "This has gone on long enough. You have to let him go."
His voice was a whisper. "What if I'm not the only one holding on?"
***
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Date: 2005-04-19 02:16 am (UTC)Meh, break my heart with your fic again why don't you?
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Date: 2005-04-19 02:17 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 07:44 am (UTC)Glad you liked it! <333 And go you for the first comment. *g*
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Date: 2005-04-19 12:38 pm (UTC)When have I ever not liked something you wrote? :P
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Date: 2005-04-20 07:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 02:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 06:15 am (UTC)this is lovely and imtimate and sad and friendly all at the same time. just what i wanted (well, my request could have gone in so many directions, this is only one, and it's a good one). you're so sweet to write it (and remember)...
i love that dom's the one to give wisdom. he's kind of like that, isn't he? scatty and scrabbly and jittery, but he looks like he knows a thing or two.
you're a love. ♥
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Date: 2005-04-19 06:16 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 07:43 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 08:03 am (UTC)but i shall tuck that little word away, and see what mischief i can do with it. <3
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Date: 2005-04-19 07:42 am (UTC)Am tickled pink that you liked it, love. <333333
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Date: 2005-04-19 08:04 am (UTC)and i love it, and you're a treasure.
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Date: 2005-04-20 07:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 08:28 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 07:59 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 10:34 am (UTC)It was lovely. Simple, matter-of-fact, real, lovely.
Gagh, what more can i say. You got me going awwwww.
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Date: 2005-04-20 08:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 08:23 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 08:28 am (UTC)And yes, you're right, it's not relevant. All that matters is Orlando's a cock-up & Dom's a good friend.
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Date: 2005-04-20 08:52 am (UTC)But still, this was, IS a great fic. I really liked it.
Still makes me go awwww.
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Date: 2005-04-20 12:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-19 02:04 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-20 08:01 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-23 09:35 pm (UTC)Nope, I really don't. I can't imagine you would need any feedback at all to know how incredible you are. I read your stuff and can barely hit reply - you are just TOO good to even talk to. Don't throw up, now; it's my nature to see extremely talented people as unapproachable. I only finally forced myself to send you feedback when I felt just plain RUDE not to, having been blown away by every damn thing I've read of yours. You're one of my top three authors; I consider you unsurpassed at your particular style. Sorry to gush, but ohmygosh, you're like, my hero! *wink* Thanks for sharing your talent with all of us. . . Tania
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Date: 2005-04-27 07:53 am (UTC)Oh, that's the sweetest thing. *hugs* I promise, I'm a very approachable person. Just ask anyone. *g* And there are tons better writers than me out there, but I'm flattered as all hell that you read my fics and enjoy them. I do try to bring something unique to the table, and hopefully succeed. *smiles*
Please feel free to comment anytime. I may take a few days, but I always get back to everyone and respond to all feedback.
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Date: 2005-04-24 12:26 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-04-24 12:03 pm (UTC)Hmmm...he may have talked to some of the others. But I think that Dom was the first. Dom seems to be his fail-safe, y'know?