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Post by lolaruns on May 22, 2008 14:06:05 GMT -5
Zwei Geschichten bei Fanfiktion.de. ChrisDiva, schon mal dran Gedacht deine Story dort zu posten?
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Post by astuta on May 22, 2008 14:32:27 GMT -5
So here is the english version of the Ollian-Short-Story "Auf frischer Tat ertappt". Please keep in mind, that english is not my mother tongue at all and I only learned it in school. And another thing: This story was inspired by the preview for 11th and 12th june. So people, who don't want to know, what will or could happen, don't read this! Here we go now: Caught in the act „Fuck“, was all that Christian could say. He had been enjoying the kissing and caressing so much, that he hadn’t heard him coming in. He was so dumbfounded , that he didn’t know how to react and what to do. So all he did was sitting there in the bed, all naked. In his head his thoughts were spinning “Bad enough, that I got caught having sex, and even worse while having sex with a man” he was just thinking, when the person he had been staring at the whole time, turned aroung and left the bedroom. As if someone had turned a switch, Christian got back to live and jumped out of bed. On the way to the door he got dressed in a hurry. With a “Hey just wait”, he run out of the room and headed for the living room. „That can’t be happening“. This phrase kept resounding in his head. When he had been standing at the bedroom door with his hand at the door latch. He had planned on entering the room and saying something like “Hey, sleepy head, get up already. The sun is shining, the birds are singing .... and thirsty people are waiting downstairs”. He opened the door. He heard them, before he could see them. First there was a moan, followed by a throaty laughter. He was just about to leave, when out of the sheets emerged a head. But it wasn’t Christians, it was Oliver. Then appeard the other head and this time it was his brother. Now he was standing in the living room, without a clue, what to feel or to think. He more felt than heard that somebody had entered the room. When he turned around, he saw in the sligthly blushed face of his brother. He couldn’t tell if the colour of his face was still because of the arousel he had felt until moments ago or because of the shame he probably felt now. Because Christian just stood there helplessly and without saying a word, it was Gregor, who began to speak “How long has this been going on?” Christian still didn’t move nor did he look like he would be saying something soon, so Gregor continued “Damn! Christian, how could you ... “ He didn’t get much further with his speech, because this words seemed to trigger something in Christian and he was now staring at him angrily and began to shout “Of course, my brother, the casanova, has a problem with me having sex with a man”. Bevor Gregor had the chance to reply something to this verbal attack, Christian stormed out of the apartment. Oliver had stayed back because he wanted to give the two brothers the chance to talk this through. But he also wanted to be there for Christian, in case he needed him. Thats why, as soon as his boyfriend hat left the room, he got dressed and waited. All of a sudden he heard the banging of a door and when he entered the living room, he just saw one of the Mann-brothers standing there. ”What happened?” Oliver asked and looked questioningly at Gregor. “I just asked, how long this thing between the two of you has been going on and how he could have done this”, answered Gregor, who was still a bit in shock because of Christians behaviour just now. “You did what? Gosh! Gregor, that was the last thing that Christian needed to hear from you. Yes, he should have told you long ago, that we are seeing eachother and I always encouraged him to tell you. But he was just so scared. I mean, it wasn’t easy for him to accept his feelings for me. He was fighting them for quite a while and I had a hard time getting through to him.” „How did this happen’“ Gregor asked. „I won’t go into details, because it is up to Christian to tell you all this. But to cut a long story short: I kissed Coco, that kiss lead to a kiss between Christian and me, which ultimately led to us being a couple”. “All this kissing makes me dizzy and I’m not sure that I understand all of it”, Gregor replied “But that’s not important now. I really need to talk to my brother, I will go and look for him. He is probably….“ „at the boxing club“ Gregor and Oliver said at the same time. They looked at each other and smiled at each other, because the two people who were closest to Christian had been thinking the same thing at the exact same moment. He was out of breath. But it wasn’t because he had ran all the way over here. It was beacause of all these conflicting feelings he was fighting against. Relief, sadness, fear, anger .. he felt all that at the same time. At least, now the secret was out in the open. He had been feeling really bad these last weeks, when Gregor hat been worried about him because he thaught that he was still not over Coco. And all this time he had been so happy. The happiest he had been in a long time. Probably the happiest he had been in his life. It was just unbelievable. Oli was his best friend and lover all in one. One moment they were talking about what ever and the next moment they were all over eachother. They never could stay away long from each ohter. Usually it started with a light touch or a gaze into these most beautiful dark eyes and he could no longer hold back. He just had to touch him. And soon this wasn’t enough anymore and he wanted to feel him even closer .. all the way. Something, that felt so good, couldn’t be wrong, right? But then he had seen the look in Gregors eyes just now back in the apartment. And all his fears and apprehensions came flooding back. Deep down inside, he had so wished for his, seemingly open-minded brother to not have a problem with him beeing in love with a man. But apparently this voice inside his head, which had warned him all the time, had been right all a long. It was hard to believe, that jus moments ago he had felt so happy, lying in Olivers arms. And now he felt so sad and alone. He had been right. He new his brother well, despite the fact, that they were so different in so many ways and because of these differences, clashed with eachother quite often. When he entered the boxing club, he saw Christian standing there, hugging the sandbag, he usually trained at. He always tried to give the impression of beeing a strong person, but Gregor knew, that deep down inside, all his brother wanted, was to be loved and accepted. Christian seemed to dwell so deep in his dim thougths, that he didn’t hear Gregor coming. Only when he was standing right behind him, Christian turned around. Before he could even open his mouth, Gregor started to speak „No, Christian, this time you will listen to what I have to say, not like back in the apartment. Yes, I’m angry and verry dissapointed. But not because you are into men now and in love with Oliver, but because you didn’t trust me enough to confide in me. Instead you have been lying all these weeks. You are my family and I just want you to be happy.” “I am happy”, Christian replied to this “Oliver really makes me happy”. He really started to worry now. He had waited in the apartment for what felt like an eternity to him and neither Christian nor Oliver hat come back or at least called. He knew his little Dramaqueen and how he could be obstinate sometimes. So after a while he decided to go to the boxing club as well. When he opened the door, he saw the two brothers hugging each other. Seeing this put a smile on his face and he closed the door from outside. chrisdiva, would you mind if I proofed the fic? There seems to be some grammar mistakes and few tenses wrong. I could send it your way corrected if you'll like. Also, if you think I'm being rude or something, please tell me, I can be a little clueless
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Post by chrisdiva on May 25, 2008 13:08:28 GMT -5
chrisdiva, would you mind if I proofed the fic? There seems to be some grammar mistakes and few tenses wrong. I could send it your way corrected if you'll like. Also, if you think I'm being rude or something, please tell me, I can be a little clueless I don't think it is rude at all. It would be very kind, if you would correct my story. Like I said, English is not my native language and I translated teh story quite late at night and in a bit of a hurry, so....
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Post by Difficult Diva on Jun 27, 2008 15:21:44 GMT -5
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Post by amber80 on Jun 27, 2008 18:07:19 GMT -5
A nice! New fanfic... ;D (And I finally, finally made an account on LJ, but I still haven't figured everything out. )
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Post by synapticmisfire on Jul 5, 2008 20:58:44 GMT -5
Hee! Yeah, that's completely Olivia - rude, yet in an utterly straightforward, "I'm better than you so just listen" way. Nice fic, nana29! Man, I really wish I could write something here - if nothing else, ficcing a couple that I'm obsessed with allows me to get said obsession out of my system, a little bit at least, and to do something vaguely productive at the same time. But I can't get their voices right in my head because of the language barrier, so it's just not happening for me Stupid not-speaking-German.
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Post by Torrid German Love on Jul 20, 2008 18:02:39 GMT -5
Fan Fiction
Ok, this is my first attempt at fan fiction.
The water was inviting, glinting softly in the shimmering light of the moon. Olli skirted a grouping of luxuriously padded loungers, balanced himself on the edge of the pool and dived in. The sensation of cleaving through skin-soft, skin-warm water was exhilarating, and he swan underwater, his mind a primeval and blessed blank until he felt that his lungs were bursting, and soared upwards, breaking the surface with a cascade of bubbles.
'Couldn't you sleep either?' The deep, husky drawl froze him, and something kicked right down inside him, making him feel giddy. He had a blurred vision of a powerful male body, moonlight moulding taut muscles, before Christian executed the perfect dive which brought him effortlessly to Olli's side.
Treading water, he tried to get a grip on himself. He was still angry with Christian, very angry. But as Christian broke the surface beside him, their bodies brushed and the sensation of skin on wet skin was more than he could bear; he had to get out of here.
Christian's eyes were dark in the shadows, fathomless, mesmerising him, and Olli had to fight hard to utter the words: 'I'll go back now. The pool's all yours.' He knew he couldn't resist it, run the gauntlet of his wicked eyes and clever hands. Christian possessed a brand of dark magic that annihilated coherent thought and made him feel things he had never expected to feel. Determinedly, he pushed his way through the water and began to haul himself up the steps at the side of the pool, when long fingers grasped him in a vice-like grip.
'I want you to stay.' His voice was an inescapable command, deep and warm yet denying disobedience, and Olli's bones went weak, his legs not strong enough to hold him as Christian pulled him back into the water, holding his body hard against his. Chris was wearing only the briefest of swimming trunks and his breath clogged in his throat, his heart leaping and twisting like a crazy thing, hammering against his ribs as the now all-too-familiar heat of response turned his body to flame.
Christian's powerful shoulders and chest were slicked with diamond-bright drops of water and Olli's eyes were drawn with unwilling fascination to Christian's tanned skin. He wanted to press himself hard against that wall of his chest, his soft lips parting in instinctive, unwitting, wanton invitation...
And Christian moved his head, taking Olli's mouth with him, and the traitor within held Olli precisely where he was as Christian's tongue stroked the inner corners of his mouth with wicked expertise, blocking out the warning sensor in Olli's mind.
The teasing, soft stroke of Christian's tongue, shafting deeper, more intimately now, made Olli frantic for more, and, without his realising it, his arms snaked around Christian's neck, his body pressing closer to his, the chemical reaction that effectively obliterated common sense bonding him to Christian.
'Olli...' His name was torn from Christian on a deep-throated groan as his kiss deepened to fierce possessiveness, and Olli could feel the slight tremor that shook Christian's hands as they hungrily shaped his body and, even while Olli's wantonly eager hands explored the impressively masculine contours of Christian's back, he tore his mouth from his, grabbed him by his hands and waded towards the steps.
Afterwards, Olli would never be able to remember how they came to be lying on one of the padded loungers, his aroused body covering Chris's. He shuddered in forbidden rapture as Christian's hands moved across the flat plane of his stomach to the inviting bulge begging for release.
Christian's lips trailed fiery sensations over Olli's skin, all the way down, and he caught his breath because he wouldn't be able to last soon. The pads of Christian's fingers were burning into Olli's sensitised skin, his breath coming fast, as fast as the shallow gasps that were making the firm fullness of his manhood push erotically against the thin fabric of his trunks.
Ok, you get the picture. I'm afraid the rest of the scene is torrid German love! ;D
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Post by I ♥ Blaine on Jul 23, 2008 12:58:58 GMT -5
I demand that you continue. Now! ;D
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 1, 2008 14:39:41 GMT -5
Short NC-17 PWP by trollprincess German fanfiction archive for VL and AWZ and HO: http://f*ghags.de/archiv/index.php
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Post by Torrid German Love on Aug 1, 2008 14:58:43 GMT -5
Short NC-17 PWP by trollprincess German fanfiction archive for VL and AWZ and HO: http://f*ghags.de/archiv/index.php Oh my, LolaRuns, thanks was... wow...quite something. Thanks. More, please.
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 1, 2008 15:05:19 GMT -5
I didn't write it, but it's always a good idea to leave some feedback to the author for motivation. Just in case they should ever get inspired again.
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Post by sozment on Aug 7, 2008 15:00:39 GMT -5
I've never been much into fan fic..but boy do I wish for some Christian/Olli fan fic. (I really want to read other people's ideas for them) Doesn't anyone write it?? Gosh, if this were QAF, there would 5000 stories by now. ;D
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 7, 2008 15:06:24 GMT -5
Well there is some German fic here: http://f*ghags.de/archiv/ And what little English fanfic there is has mostly been posted to here: community.livejournal.com/seifen_slash/tag/%5Bfanfic:ollian%5DThere is actually a lot more Deniz and Roman fic out there. Interestingly, one author mentioned that she only started writing after the first spoilers for Deniz and Vanessa came out and there was an incentive to reach in and "fix" things. I don't know whether that is motivation for a lot of people, but it might be for some.
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Post by sozment on Aug 7, 2008 15:29:04 GMT -5
Thanks Lola. I read the ones posted at the live journal and they were good. I was just wondering if there were more. I read some of the Torchwood, but after a while, they all start to sound a like. I was looking for something different. I am writing a book, but have never tried fan fiction. Not sure how or if I could do it. Maybe there is not an audience for C&O FF yet.
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Post by eldanesh on Aug 7, 2008 15:35:47 GMT -5
I'm not too sure about the audience size, but if anyone writes more I'd love to read it
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 7, 2008 15:40:00 GMT -5
I'm sure there would be an appreciative audience Otherwise, maybe we could do a small fanfic challenge. Where everybody, talent or not signs up. Everybody then gets a specific scene and have to write a short fic on that scene/inspired by that scene (what happens next, what were the characters thinking, stuff like that) even if it is just as short as 100 words. Would anybody be interested in that? Maybe we would find some hidden fanfic talents, people who didn't even know they had a knack for it?
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Post by sozment on Aug 7, 2008 15:50:37 GMT -5
I think that's a great idea. I would be willing to try. Anyone else up for it?
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Post by eldanesh on Aug 7, 2008 16:24:07 GMT -5
I'd love to try that!
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Post by sozment on Aug 7, 2008 16:39:07 GMT -5
Yay! There are 3 of us... but 100 words might be way to short for me...I tend to ramble when I speak. Trying to form a story might be hard with so few words. Just words describing beautiful Olli would be oh...at least 20 of those. LOL! Kidding.
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Post by eldanesh on Aug 7, 2008 16:43:05 GMT -5
yeah, i'm not too sure how much i will/can write... once i figure out what i'm writing, i'll just write until i'm done
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 7, 2008 16:43:33 GMT -5
More is always welcome Heck, give me novel lenght and I'll be happy But I figured 100 words minimum would be useful in trying to invite people who might not normally write. Again, more is always welcome but you don't have to I've also made a post about it on livejournal. Feel free to sign up there (anonymous is fine): community.livejournal.com/seifen_slash/41263.html?style=mineI thought livejournal might be a better place for it. You can just leave your mini story in the comments or post it elsewhere and post a link. Would that work for people?
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Post by eldanesh on Aug 7, 2008 17:35:36 GMT -5
horay, i got when Wolle caught C & O hugging now to figure out how to write it...
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Post by mikey on Aug 7, 2008 17:41:06 GMT -5
I'm up for this No LJ account yet, but I already have something I'm working on. Or do I need to be given the scene/topic?
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Post by lolaruns on Aug 7, 2008 18:08:03 GMT -5
I'm up for this No LJ account yet, but I already have something I'm working on. Or do I need to be given the scene/topic? Well you don't have to take part in such a fic fest, you could just write what you want as well without any contest thingie I'm sure everybody will love it all the same. Fests like these are usually just to jump the minds of the idea-less and suffering from writers block.
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Post by sozment on Aug 7, 2008 19:31:15 GMT -5
Ok, I signed up, but I think Lola's asleep... (time zone's suck..LOL) Anyway tomorrow I shall know my story. I assume no one can laugh..right? ;D
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