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پنجشنبه 19 مهر 1397 :: نویسنده : nova


به یاد وب beeswaxingعزیزم,
لطفا ادامه ی مطلب رو بخونید



سلامممممم, یکم حرف داشتم, گفتم بزنم.
چند وقت پیش فهمیدم یکی از سوپر نویسنده های فندوم, که ژورنالششش همیشه جز تاپ Tenهای LJ بود, متاسفانه دچار بیماری شد و دیگه نمیتونه با ما باشه.

 یعنی یادم هست وقتی خبرو خوندم, چهههه قدررررر اشک ریختم, به خاطر تک تک سطرهایی که از داستاناش میخوندم و میگفتممممممم واوووو این چه نابغه ایه.

همه ی فیک هاشششش رو دوست داشتم. 
از " Sleeping beauty" اش گرفته که ججونگ شیطونننن خودشو کشت تا یونهو بهش توجه کنههههه و کلی کلی این داستان رو ادامه داد تا فیک "Ice" که ججونگ معروف راکر عاشق یونهوی ده سال از خودش کوچیکتر میشه و باهاش کلی چت عاشقانه میکنه و بعدش که میره حضوری میبینش, بیشتر عاشقش میشه. از  سری فیک های  " trophy wife" هومین اش بگیرررررر که همه حتی یونجه شیپرا هم عاشقش بودن از بس قشنگ بود. فیک "the tattoist" اش که یه شاهکار تو ژانر خودش بود و البته فیک "Slept so long" با اون پلات فوق العاده و دیالوگای کشنده اش و البته یه عالمه وان شات با طعم هر مناسبتی که توی فندوم اتفاق می افتاد...

که بهترینش به نظرم وان شاتی بود که بعد فستیوال رویارویی یونجه تو سربازی با اون تم نوشت و  البته یکی از معروف ترین 50 shades های یونجه و مینجه رو به اسم خودش تموم کرد.

توی این شش هفت سال حضور بینهایت پررنگش, بیشتر از  ۱۱ داستان بلند نوشت که چند تاش کتاب شد حداقل در مورد Sleeping beaty اش مطمنم!! و بیشتر از ۳۰ تا وان شات عالی در حد مرگ که حتی منم هنوز فرصت نکرده بودم همشونو بخونم.

یکی از وان شات هاش به اسم "Hyung" توسط نویسنده ی سابق این وب, یعنی نفس, حتی ترجمه شده بود. 

یکی از بارزترین ویژگی های این نویسنده, قلم منحصر به فردش بود, یه جوری همه چیو خوب تصویر سازی میکرد که شما رو میبرد توی قصه! باور پذیر نیست که یه نفر بتونه این همه اثاررررر فوق العاده از خودش به جا بزاره. این حرف منو فقط کسایی میفهمن که داستانش ها رو خونده باشن. 

یادم هست اخرین داستانی که داشتم ازش میخوندم فیک "Love in the ice" بود, یه تیکه از قلم زیباشو براتون پایین آوردم...

موضوعش این بود که یونهو و ججونگ چند سال بعد از جدایی از گروه, هر دو شون بدون اینکه بدونن سر فیلم نامه خوانی یه دراما دعوت میشن, میدونستن که موضوع درما یه عشق پر شور بین دو تا پسر هست, اما نمیدونستن که بازیگر مقابل هم انتخاب شدن, وقتی همو میبینن, هر دو شک میشن و ناراحتی های قبل براشون زنده میشه,  یه تیکه از قشنگترین قسمت هاش وقتی بود که بعد این مدت با هم حرف میزنن ....

Y:“I signed for your car. I have to drive you home.”

J:“Why the fuck did you do that?”

Jaejoong stands up quickly, his eyes sparking dangerously as he eyes the gorgeous man who is staring back at him completely unperturbed at his outburst. This infuriates him even more as he starts to stalk around the room, ranting loudly.

“How dare you? Who the fuck do you think you are?”

“Calm down, Jaejoong.”

The lead singer stops mid stalk, whirling around to face Yunho, his words biting.

“Calm down? Calm down? Are you fucking kidding me right now? You want me to calm down? You just waltz in out of fucking nowhere and now you’re trying to be all fucking leader-ssi on me. Taking responsibility for me. Telling me what to do. Expecting me to just sit here and take it like I used to. This isn’t fucking 2009 anymore U-Know Yunho. I am not your member that you can boss around. I am not your brother. I am not your friend. I am nothing. You made damn fucking sure of that. Get the hell out of my sight. I don’t want to have anything to do with you. Hell, I’ll buy out your motherfucking contract. I don’t give a shit. I just want you out of my life.”

Each word is like a whip, flailing the skin off Yunho whose armour is already long gone. He feels the sting of each word acutely, and each mark across him seems to grow roots, sinking down into his soul, firmly grasping at his own hurt lying dormant in there, stabbing it and then pulling it painfully to the surface.

“You really think I want to be here? You called me. I came as fast as I could and this is the thanks I get? Typical of you isn’t it? Use and abuse and then discard it like a used tampon.”

Jaejoong’s jaw drops, gaping as Yunho eyes harden. He can see the muscle tick in Yunho’s jaw, evidence of how tightly the man is clenching it. But he doesn’t give a fuck as he takes a swing.

Yunho catches Jaejoong’s fist easily, expecting it even. The fury blazing in those doe eyes his own eyes used to unerringly find in any situation, is unlike he has ever seen before. Shouldn’t he be the one angry here? Yunho doesn’t even know anymore, as Jaejoong swings his free hand to slap him, and he catches him by the wrist, pushing the angry lead singer back till he is flat against the wall as Yunho holds him pinned to it.

Instead of kicking out like he expects him too, Jaejoong goes limp, his voice low and gritty. The anger clear within it, his words coming out through a tightly clenched jaw, hissing from behind his teeth.

“I have no idea what fucking planet you live on. You discarded me, or have you conveniently forgotten? I tried to make you see that I had to leave for us. I was leaving the fucking company I wasn’t leaving you. I never wanted to leave you. But you just couldn’t see it. Six years gone just like that because you couldn’t fucking see. You refused to see. And you’re saying that I use and abuse and then discard? Take a fucking good look at yourself in the mirror before you dare repeat such a thing to me.”

“You left me…”

Jaejoong growls, struggling against the hands holding him firm against the wall, but he is tired, and after all the unnecessary physical exertions from earlier, he has no strength left.

“Are we back to that? You left me. You left me. What the fuck? This is just like that day. You’re not listening. You won’t listen. I can talk until my teeth are worn down to nubs and my fucking gums bleed and you still won’t listen. You never gave me a single opportunity to explain and to show you. Not a single one.”

“I am listening. I hear you just fine. I’m sure all the police officers outside are having a field day as well listening to Hero Jaejoong screaming at U-Know Yunho.”

“Don’t call me Hero. I hate that name. I hate you. Let me go.” But Jaejoong hears, and his voice drops lower.

“I can’t. I can’t let you go. I tried back then—”

“And you fucking succeeded,” Jaejoong interrupts bitterly, struggling still again, but Yunho holds him fast to the wall almost casually.

“Is that what you think?”

“It’s what I know. I’m pretty sure I didn’t imagine getting bodily thrown out of our bedroom. Why can’t you just leave? You keep talking about how I left you, why don’t you walk away now then. I cannot do this. I just want to live my life ok? Why can’t I just live my life? I was happy. I am happy. My album is doing well even without being able to promote properly. My repackaged album will be out soon. Everyone has been so kind, and I had the best birthday in a long time. I have fan meets lined up and we are about to confirm a three day Dome concert. I know the PDs would have been fucking happy to get you for this show what with the large concert scenes that are necessary in the drama. The dates of yours even fall conveniently within the filming schedule, but so do ours so we don’t need you now. They don’t need you and I sure as hell don’t need you.”

“Like hell you don’t need me.” Yunho growls, stepping forward, their bodies finally flush against each other. Both are completely oblivious to the fact that their cocks are hard as their hips press close as Yunho pins Jaejoong to the wall with his body. “Your life is so full with all this that you’re wasting away to nothing? I can feel your bones, Jaejoong.”

Yunho rearranges his grip, pulling both of Jaejoong’s arms up and over his head, using just one large hand to hold the man’s wrists together as he drops the other hand to the lead singer’s side.

“I can practically play a tune on your ribs,” his voice is pained, showing Jaejoong exactly what he means, hands roaming familiarly.

Jaejoong sucks in a gasp as he feels Yunho’s hands on him. But the examination is impersonal, Yunho only seeking to prove a point.

“I can see evidence of the hangover you still have from your overindulgence last night in your eyes.”

Yunho lifts up his hand to caress a pale cheek, and Jaejoong cannot move. He can barely suck in a full breath because every inhale brings him the heady scent of Yunho. The man still uses the same cologne after all this time. A cologne Jaejoong had picked out a long time ago in Paris when they were still young and very much in love. 

خیلی ها..... خیلی ها با نوشته هاش خاطره داشتن ...
روزای سخت خیلی ها روووووو, با نوشته هاش براشون, قابل تحمل کرد.

وبش همیشه پر بود از داستان های قشنگ و لحظه های قشنگ تر, اما  متاسفانه دچار یه بیماری شده که جزیاتش مشخص نیست, فقط گفته همین که هنوز زندس, برای خودشم شکه کننده هست . حالا متاسفانه وبش برای فندوم, دیگه خاموش خاموش شده. بالاخره این اتفاقیه که یه روز برای ما هم میوفته و من چه قدر دلم میخواد که بتونم مثل اون, تا اونجایی که در توانم هست برای شما, خاطره های قشنگ رقم بزنم. 

خلاصه که حقش اصلا این نبود که این اتفاق براش بیوفته. 
برای خودش و همسرش ارزوی سلامتیییییی دارم و ازتون میخوام که شماااااا هم براش دعا کنید که بتونه به زندگیش برگرده. 







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جمعه 20 مهر 1397 02:40 ق.ظ
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