Tag: Bleary!verse

Hi! I apologize for bad grammar/spelling in advance cause there’s a lot I wanna say ^^’ I am in love w ur bleary verse Nathan is so precious & I wanna snug him & Ur Chris and Zach are perfect & lovely & I love them & U. Ur writing makes me so immensely happy & I just wanted u to kno how much I appreciate all of ur hard work for people like me. I just can’t believe how much I love the way u write it’s so beautiful and the pacing is awesome! Thank u for all the hard work you do!

Oh what a very, VERY nice thing to wake up to.  Thank you so much!  It has been hard to be motivated to write lately (work is demanding, rl is demanding, people are sick, interest in Bleary seems to be waning) and this is just the jolt of encouragement I need to get back into it this weekend and try to finish the chapter.  I’m so glad these boys bring you happiness.  They are a fun little family to write, and I’ll be a bit sad when I finish their series and leave them behind (tho I’ll leave them in a good place, promise). 

Thank you again.  Honestly, your timing could not have been better.  Never doubt the power of a few kind words on the internal life of a writer.

Six(ish) Sentence Sunday

From Cleaving 7 (and ICYMI, here’s a NSFW mood board for the first half of the chapter):

“Come on, baby.  Let me,” Chris said, tugging at Zach’s jeans and briefs, rotating him toward the edge of the bed, pushing him to sit — which was a very good idea considering where this was heading and the fact that Zach couldn’t feel his knees.  “Then you can take as long as you want with me.  Until you’re ready again.”

Falling back on his hands, Zach didn’t even try to do more than nod as Chris knelt to remove Zach’s clothing and toss it aside.  He dragged fingertips up the inside of Zach’s calves, applying  gentle pressure when reached the knees, encouraging Zach to spread them and let Chris kneel closer.

Really, who was he to argue when Chris seemed to have his heart so
set on making him come before his own pants were even off?  Sensing his
victory, Chris slowly pushed Zach’s knees apart and licked a stripe up
his cock.  Zach groaned and collapsed back onto his elbows, resisting
the pull of gravity just enough to be able to continue watching Chris as
he met Zach’s eyes and took his cock in his mouth.

From Cleaving Chapter 6:

“Babbo play?” Nathan asked, as they both leaned down to remove their shoes.

“You bet! We’re both yours for the rest of the day. What new toy do you want to play with first?”

The afternoon passed in a lazy, joyful tangle of toys and boys on the
floor in front of the Christmas tree. Zach loved how Chris always
invested himself fully in whatever he was doing with Nathan. He was
currently guarding a sofa fort/rebel alliance stronghold while Jedi
knights Nathan, Bar and Gustafer, protected a herd of dinosaurs from…
Zach didn’t know. But they were all in, and Zach had been sent
for provisions (aka Christmas cookies). They’d managed to get all the
toys out of their packaging and pressed into service, the boxes
relegated to the garage. So now the entire living room was part of the
game.

Guys, I’m seriously considering rewriting part of a chapter I’ve already posted just so I can include a toy train and have Chris surprise Nathan by changing into his own overalls so they can match and both be engineers.  Because Bleary!Chris totally would.

Six(ish) Sentence Sunday

From Cleaving:

“Is everything on the table?  Do I need to get anything else before I sit down?” Margot asked distractedly, scanning the table.

“I think we’re good,” Chris said, checking the counter.

“Sit down, Ma.  Everything looks great, and if anything is missing, I’ll get up for it.”

“Okay, okay.”  She settled into her seat, put her napkin in her lap, and raised her glass, pausing as they sat up a little straighter.  “To family,” she said, nodding to Zach.

Zach raised his glass.  “To the family getting bigger, officially,” he said with a small smile, looking at Chris meaningfully.

“Oh, I see how this works.  My turn, is it?”  Zach nodded.  Chris raised his glass a little higher.  “To all of that, and to being in the same place and the same time, with nothing else demanding our attention.”  He leaned over to Nathan.  “Your turn, buddy.”

Nathan looked startled. “What do?”

“Hold your cup up like this, and say ‘To—’ and then say something you really like.”

Nathan held up his sippy cup and furrowed his brow in thought.  “To Santa.”

Everyone grinned.  “Good choice, buddy,” Chris stage whispered.

“Well, I can’t top that, Margot laughed.  “Cin cin!”

“Cin cin!” they said in unison, taking a sip of their drinks.

“Now eat before it gets cold,” she finished.

“You don’t have to ask me twice,” Chris said, reaching for the rotini pasta.

ato-the-bean:

Since I can’t really post any more snippets from Cleaving right now, here’s a mood board for the chapter I’m currently writing

Reblogging as basically today’s Few Words Wednesday…but without words.  Well, with very few words (Buon Natale!).  Chris is adding extra cheese to the pasta in that last one.