Have posted my first fic to the Leppard group. Should be interesting, have never written in that community before and don't know why they grabbed me again suddenly. Especially a Steve Clark story, I was so put off by that psychotic Steve fan a while back that I just couldn't even think of it. Ross Halfin has a way with a camera, and I guess that's the main reason the story jumped up in my head. Not a happy one, but not too bad either. An entry fic, as it were. My first foot in the door.
STORY TITLE: Desert of Flames
RATING: R (nothing graphic)
STYLE: Angst, slash(y)
STARRING: Phil/Steve, guest appearance by Ross Halfin
COMMENTS: Not a happy story, don't read if depressed or in any way emotionally unstable. Also my first foray into LepFiction so details might not be exact.
DISCLAIMER: This story is complete fiction, existing only in the mind of the author, and has nothing to do with accepted reality. But they really like each other in my pervy mind.( Onto the Fic! )
And the pic that inspired said story:
Kind of weird, normally when you are into a fandom, the first thing you write it what you find pretty or interesting. Richard, basically. Strange that I wrote Steve and Phil (who does nothing for me, honest). Looking forward to some really interesting porny Richard story, but haven't been able to come up with anything usable. Will just have to think harder on that subject.
Oh, and for Little Miss Thang, I'm really no longer upset with you, more merely disappointed in your actions and poor attempts to gain attention. But hey, that's life. I'm still the one with the nekkid photos of him.( Skin Pix )
Shame you weren't nicer at the time. I like sharing things normally. But as for now, they're not going up on any related site. My little private stash. Neener! :P Plus it'll show me if one of your little pathetic monkeys is still lurking around. I doubt it after all this time.
In other news: I've just purchased a mandolin. Go me! Happy Christmas to me!