Title: A Pretty Hate Romance
Pairing: Trentvey
Series: The Perfect Drug, entry #3 [after Burnt Ravioli..., before Beside You (In Time)]
Summary: to come
Notes: Set to the amazing backdrop that is the album Pretty Hate Machine, we explore the ups and downs of the long-distance relationship between Trent and Davey as they both tour.
Progress: In progress, stay tuned.
Chapters (all unfinished/unwritten):
1. Head Like a Hole
2. Terrible Lie
3. Down In It
4. Sanctified
5. Something I Can Never Have
6. Kinda I Want To
7. Sin
8. That's What I Get
9. The Only Time
10. Ringfinger
Showing posts with label Trentvey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trentvey. Show all posts
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Beside You (In Time) -- PTII Teasers
No way.
I just finished it, and my god is it epic.
Trent's POV...
I just finished it, and my god is it epic.
Trent's POV...
My thoughts cut off as he came into focus. Davey. My one and only, my true love. In the hospital, arms covered with casts that covered a grotesque sleeve of burns from reaching into the fire for me. Too bad it was all a waste, though…
He was crying now. I couldn’t take seeing him cry, ever. It was the worst thing I could imagine. He was crying for me. He was crying because I was dead, because I would never come back to him. It felt like someone was wrenching the heart out of my dead chest. I was making him cry.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Give Me Novacaine (Trentvey Songfic)
by: suki self-destruct
For Losty.
I do not own the song off this was based. "Give Me Novacaine" belongs to Green Day. Trent and Davey own themselves. All I own is the plot. Thanks.
*
From where I sat in the corner of our room, I could hear Davey’s fitful sleeping, his constant shifting. I sighed. He was having another nightmare. As silently as I could, I stood up and walked over to our bed.
Davey’s long, tangled black hair was spread over his pillow and stuck to his skin with his sweat. His pale face was twisted into a pained, scared expression. It almost hurt to see him like this. Sitting down on the bed, I carefully took his thin hand in mine. He tensed suddenly, wrapping his hand tightly around mine and digging his painted nails into my flesh.
Without warning, Davey’s brown eyes snapped open. His only expression was fear -- pure, intense fear.
“Trent,” was all he said, rather faintly, before launching into my arms. I wrapped my arms around his shuddering shoulders as he cried.
“Take away the sensation inside. Bittersweet migraine in my head,” he whispered, “it’s like a throbbing toothache of the mind. I can’t take this feeling anymore…”
“I’ll drain the pressure from the swelling, babe,”
“This sensation’s overwhelming,” he muttered, “out of body and out of mind,”
I asked if I could do anything for him.
“Kiss the demons out of my dreams,” was all he answered with,.
I pulled him onto my lap and pulled him closer to me. Wiping away his tears with one hand, I kissed him, softly and slowly. Davey hesitated a bit before kissing back, his tears slowing. He quietly moaned as I entered his mouth with my tongue.
We pulled away after about a minute. Davey looked better now and I smiled.
“I get the funny feeling that’s alright,” I told him.
“Drain the pressure from the swelling…this sensation’s over whelming. Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright. Tell me that I won’t feel any pain,” Davey answered in a whisper, before gripping my shoulders and pushing me backwards so that I was laying down now. His lips fell onto mine and we kissed again, clinging together, feeling eachother again. I gently nibbled his lip ring and my tongue played at the corner of his mouth, sliding in as he let it.
After a while, we broke apart and fell asleep, Davey safely and peacefully in my arms.
“Give me Novacaine..” he mumbled in his sleep.
For Losty.
I do not own the song off this was based. "Give Me Novacaine" belongs to Green Day. Trent and Davey own themselves. All I own is the plot. Thanks.
*
From where I sat in the corner of our room, I could hear Davey’s fitful sleeping, his constant shifting. I sighed. He was having another nightmare. As silently as I could, I stood up and walked over to our bed.
Davey’s long, tangled black hair was spread over his pillow and stuck to his skin with his sweat. His pale face was twisted into a pained, scared expression. It almost hurt to see him like this. Sitting down on the bed, I carefully took his thin hand in mine. He tensed suddenly, wrapping his hand tightly around mine and digging his painted nails into my flesh.
Without warning, Davey’s brown eyes snapped open. His only expression was fear -- pure, intense fear.
“Trent,” was all he said, rather faintly, before launching into my arms. I wrapped my arms around his shuddering shoulders as he cried.
“Take away the sensation inside. Bittersweet migraine in my head,” he whispered, “it’s like a throbbing toothache of the mind. I can’t take this feeling anymore…”
“I’ll drain the pressure from the swelling, babe,”
“This sensation’s overwhelming,” he muttered, “out of body and out of mind,”
I asked if I could do anything for him.
“Kiss the demons out of my dreams,” was all he answered with,.
I pulled him onto my lap and pulled him closer to me. Wiping away his tears with one hand, I kissed him, softly and slowly. Davey hesitated a bit before kissing back, his tears slowing. He quietly moaned as I entered his mouth with my tongue.
We pulled away after about a minute. Davey looked better now and I smiled.
“I get the funny feeling that’s alright,” I told him.
“Drain the pressure from the swelling…this sensation’s over whelming. Give me a long kiss goodnight and everything will be alright. Tell me that I won’t feel any pain,” Davey answered in a whisper, before gripping my shoulders and pushing me backwards so that I was laying down now. His lips fell onto mine and we kissed again, clinging together, feeling eachother again. I gently nibbled his lip ring and my tongue played at the corner of his mouth, sliding in as he let it.
After a while, we broke apart and fell asleep, Davey safely and peacefully in my arms.
“Give me Novacaine..” he mumbled in his sleep.
Monday, August 24, 2009
The Day The World Went Away
Coauthored with fuckedupheart/blaqkmess/my wife/Mrs. Havok. Title is taken from the song "The Day The World Went Away" by Nine Inch Nails
The year 2666. The world's fallen into chaos. Zombies are everywhere and it seems that the end is near.
But two unlikely heroes -- the narcissistic vampire Davey Havok and the psychotic musician Trent Reznor -- team up (in more ways than one) to battle the oncoming apocalypse.
Currently on: plotting chapter one
The year 2666. The world's fallen into chaos. Zombies are everywhere and it seems that the end is near.
But two unlikely heroes -- the narcissistic vampire Davey Havok and the psychotic musician Trent Reznor -- team up (in more ways than one) to battle the oncoming apocalypse.
Currently on: plotting chapter one
And You Could Have It All // A Pretty Hate Romance (The Perfect Drug series)
And You Could Have It All is completed, How Did You Think We'd Get By Without You? is in the planning stage.
And You Could Have It All:
It's early 2004. Davey Havok and Trent Reznor meet while AFI is recording a cover of Nine Inch Nails' song "Head Like a Hole." Afterwards, Trent just can't get Davey off of his mind and it seems that the stoic & straight Mr. Reznor has fallen for another guy...
"...and you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt..."
Currently on: completed
Chapters:
1. Of Greetings and Goodbyes
2. The Perfect Drug
3. All the Love in the World
4. The Fragile
5. Closer
Title from the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails.
A Pretty Hate Romance
Set to the amazing backdrop that is the album Pretty Hate Machine, we explore the ups and downs of the long-distance relationship between Trent and Davey as they both tour.
Currently on: in progress
NOTE ONE: I accidentally called this "And All That Could Have Been //..." oops. Sorry. it's And You Could Have It All
NOTE TWO: I am working on the sequel. It's unnamed and summaryless as of now...
And You Could Have It All:
It's early 2004. Davey Havok and Trent Reznor meet while AFI is recording a cover of Nine Inch Nails' song "Head Like a Hole." Afterwards, Trent just can't get Davey off of his mind and it seems that the stoic & straight Mr. Reznor has fallen for another guy...
"...and you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down, I will make you hurt..."
Currently on: completed
Chapters:
1. Of Greetings and Goodbyes
2. The Perfect Drug
3. All the Love in the World
4. The Fragile
5. Closer
Title from the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails.
A Pretty Hate Romance
Set to the amazing backdrop that is the album Pretty Hate Machine, we explore the ups and downs of the long-distance relationship between Trent and Davey as they both tour.
Currently on: in progress
NOTE ONE: I accidentally called this "And All That Could Have Been //..." oops. Sorry. it's And You Could Have It All
NOTE TWO: I am working on the sequel. It's unnamed and summaryless as of now...
Beside You (In Time)
Trentvey Two-shot deathfic.
I'm all alone this time around. Sometimes on the side I hear a sound. Places parallel, I know it's you. Feel the little pieces bleeding through. This goes on...and on... [Trentvey Two-Shot]
Currently on: Pt. 2 of 2
I'm all alone this time around. Sometimes on the side I hear a sound. Places parallel, I know it's you. Feel the little pieces bleeding through. This goes on...and on... [Trentvey Two-Shot]
Currently on: Pt. 2 of 2
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