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Fic: Transcendence (Becksillas)
May. 6th, 2009 10:49 amTitle: Transcendence
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have no proof that this ever happened. I'm not suggesting it's true. And I certainly don’t get any money from writing this.
Wordcount: 1826
Summary: David Beckham and Iker Casillas meet for the filming of a Pepsi ad in Spain in 2002.
A/N: I could say I’m on a Becksillas roll. Or that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bassino gave me a prompt (the filming of the Western Pepsi ad) and I couldn’t refuse. Both would probably be true. And, hey, this is nowhere near as angsty as my stuff tends to be! I deserve a cookie!
( Transcendence )
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I have no proof that this ever happened. I'm not suggesting it's true. And I certainly don’t get any money from writing this.
Wordcount: 1826
Summary: David Beckham and Iker Casillas meet for the filming of a Pepsi ad in Spain in 2002.
A/N: I could say I’m on a Becksillas roll. Or that
bassino gave me a prompt (the filming of the Western Pepsi ad) and I couldn’t refuse. Both would probably be true. And, hey, this is nowhere near as angsty as my stuff tends to be! I deserve a cookie!( Transcendence )
Title: Here there is still room for you
Summary: a Becksillas piece set after David’s visit to the Bernabeu to watch the match again Recreativo de Huelva.
Warnings: Slash, angst. The usual.
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 430
Disclaimer: if this had happened, and I knew about it, I’d keep the secret close to my heart and never disclose it. In other words, not true.
A/N: because I’m so impressionable thatadorerdollylux’s entry on ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
ontd_football about these two almost made me cry. Credit for finding out about this scene goes to her and her sources!
Yes, this could have been a happy, romantic piece. No, it isn’t.
( Here there is still room for you )
Summary: a Becksillas piece set after David’s visit to the Bernabeu to watch the match again Recreativo de Huelva.
Warnings: Slash, angst. The usual.
Rating: PG-13
Wordcount: 430
Disclaimer: if this had happened, and I knew about it, I’d keep the secret close to my heart and never disclose it. In other words, not true.
A/N: because I’m so impressionable that
adorerdollylux’s entry on ontd_football about these two almost made me cry. Credit for finding out about this scene goes to her and her sources!Yes, this could have been a happy, romantic piece. No, it isn’t.
( Here there is still room for you )
Title: Let me bathe here in your smile...
Summary: Pep used to wish Bojan wouldn’t smile so often.
Warnings: Slash. And a bit of angst, too.
Rating: PG-13. As innocent as Bojan himself. ::cough, cough::
Wordcount: 467
Disclaimers: I shouldn’t be allowed to watch football matches unsupervised by a team of psychiatrists. This is all in my imagination.
A/N: forsophiamoon, for graciously granting me the request for a ficlet of these two, and as the equivalent of a Get Well card.
( Pep used to wish Bojan wouldn’t smile so often... )
Summary: Pep used to wish Bojan wouldn’t smile so often.
Warnings: Slash. And a bit of angst, too.
Rating: PG-13. As innocent as Bojan himself. ::cough, cough::
Wordcount: 467
Disclaimers: I shouldn’t be allowed to watch football matches unsupervised by a team of psychiatrists. This is all in my imagination.
A/N: for
sophiamoon, for graciously granting me the request for a ficlet of these two, and as the equivalent of a Get Well card.( Pep used to wish Bojan wouldn’t smile so often... )
The idea comes from this entry by ladyrocketdale
The point is to write 10 different categories of fic, each in 10 words or less. I've chosen the Football RPS fandom (so much inspiration!) and gave it a try.
( Here for the minifics! )
ladyrocketdaleThe point is to write 10 different categories of fic, each in 10 words or less. I've chosen the Football RPS fandom (so much inspiration!) and gave it a try.
( Here for the minifics! )
Fic: It just might be enough (OTDavid)
Mar. 10th, 2009 11:03 amTitle: It just might be enough
Summary: “In many ways, Silva *is* still a kid, and that includes his complete and utter inability to be discreet. He’s still at that stage when he stares, gets caught, blushes, looks away, and still thinks he has got away unnoticed. And Villa is not blind.
He’s not a heartless monster, either.”
Warnings: Slash, you might say. And songfic.
Rating: PG-13, I think.
Wordcount: 3,672 (ugh!)
Disclaimers: I know this isn’t real and I’m not making any claims that it is. Nothing that makes its appearance here belongs to me. The song is “Who am I?”, by Will Young, and I was inspired by it, but mean no copyright infringement.
( Follow the yellow brick road... )
Summary: “In many ways, Silva *is* still a kid, and that includes his complete and utter inability to be discreet. He’s still at that stage when he stares, gets caught, blushes, looks away, and still thinks he has got away unnoticed. And Villa is not blind.
He’s not a heartless monster, either.”
Warnings: Slash, you might say. And songfic.
Rating: PG-13, I think.
Wordcount: 3,672 (ugh!)
Disclaimers: I know this isn’t real and I’m not making any claims that it is. Nothing that makes its appearance here belongs to me. The song is “Who am I?”, by Will Young, and I was inspired by it, but mean no copyright infringement.
( Follow the yellow brick road... )
Drabble: 5000 (Messi/Bojan)
Feb. 3rd, 2009 10:41 amTitle: 5000
Warning: Implied slash, I guess. First attempt at drabble, too.
Disclaimer: this is my take on some events that happened on Sunday, at the Barcelona game against Racing de Santander. Lionel Messi did score (twice!), he did fall flat on his bum the next second, he did run to celebrate with Bojan, and Eto'o did run after him. The interpretation, however, is mine and is false. I don't want to offend anyone, especially not Messi (honestly, I'd rather chew glass).
( 5000 )
Warning: Implied slash, I guess. First attempt at drabble, too.
Disclaimer: this is my take on some events that happened on Sunday, at the Barcelona game against Racing de Santander. Lionel Messi did score (twice!), he did fall flat on his bum the next second, he did run to celebrate with Bojan, and Eto'o did run after him. The interpretation, however, is mine and is false. I don't want to offend anyone, especially not Messi (honestly, I'd rather chew glass).
( 5000 )
