Eros vs Thanatos: Whoever wins... We lose.

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 7:58 pm

Ice and flame, tenderness and passion, love and a decade-long friendship, all of these in Ankhesenpaaton Ra's new breath-taking novel “Eros vs Thanatos: Whoever wins... We lose”. The translation is in proccess, so check back for updates!

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Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 8:22 pm

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Kill me I begged and love said «No»
Leave me for dead and let me go
Kill me I cried and love said «No»
© HIM

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 8:34 pm

Ville Valo is in HIM's dressing room after concert. London, 2000.

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The idol was dressed in black t-shirt, a plum-colored leather jacket and a pair of heavily worn flare jeans. He wore some peeled girly nail polish, his black sparkling eye shadows were spread all around his face and his curly hair, wet from sweat, looked disarranged and messy. His reddened lips were holding a cigarette, yet the smoke didn’t trouble him at all.
He looked like a freaking Glam-Rock God!

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“Awwwww,” - drawled the Idol very disappointedly in a voice of a true diva (assuming, of course, the diva could have such a deep bass voice), puffing his lips and letting one more stream of smoke. That amused his colleagues even more, so the end of his phrase: “What a disillusion. And I thought I might have plans for the evening,” – got drowned in a joyful roar of laughter.

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 9:01 pm

The very concert in London. 2000.10.30.

HIM - Live at The Garage, London, UK (2000.10.30) (show video)

Ville Valo: London Pub Interview. 2000.10.30.

Ville Valo - London Pub Interview (part 1) (show video)

Ville Valo - London Pub Interview (part 2) (show video)

Band's promo. London. 2000.

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 9:19 pm

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he promptly got up from the couch with the grace of a young giraffe stumbling over its own feet and in two steps of his long legs reached the refrigerator with a clear door, filled with bottles and cans of all kinds. Looking at that, Bam got worried for a moment that Ville will stumble and fall, but everything went just fine.

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 9:26 pm

Ariel писал(а):

Ville Valo is in HIM's dressing room after concert. London, 2000.

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The idol was dressed in black t-shirt, a plum-colored leather jacket and a pair of heavily worn flare jeans. He wore some peeled girly nail polish, his black sparkling eye shadows were spread all around his face and his curly hair, wet from sweat, looked disarranged and messy. His reddened lips were holding a cigarette, yet the smoke didn’t trouble him at all.
He looked like a freaking Glam-Rock God!

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“Awwwww,” - drawled the Idol very disappointedly in a voice of a true diva (assuming, of course, the diva could have such a deep bass voice), puffing his lips and letting one more stream of smoke. That amused his colleagues even more, so the end of his phrase: “What a disillusion. And I thought I might have plans for the evening,” – got drowned in a joyful roar of laughter.

Awesome

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 9:29 pm

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“I am Mikko Paananen,” - said the divinity in a low deep voice with a dead-serious, imperturbable look on his face. Mige to his right did not turn a hair,

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“and he is Ville…”

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Ville reacted in an original way. He smiled at the guy, and when the other put on an even more offended look and pursed his lips, he playfully blew him a kiss.

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Zoltan, even though he didn’t see Ville’s expression, nevertheless glared at him, practically burning him with his stare. At least trying to do so.

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 10:04 pm

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Of course, it was risky: the sweet and magical image of his idol ever so beautifully drawn by his imagination could turn out to be a fiction and the Idol himself could turn out to be a universal jerk and kick him out, tell him to fuck off or just ignore him completely.

"universal jerk"

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 10:11 pm

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The first gig only worsened the situation, which is why he took his board, credit cards and passport and set off to London.

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Brandon always skated well, but now for a completely understandable reason he literally felt wings grow behind his back. And that was no wonder, because Ville didn’t take his eyes of him. Brandon was sure as never before that this time he won’t fall or stumble. He just couldn’t do so. He was glowing with a joyful smile, speeding around his tall dark sun like a crazy rocket. And he managed to achieve what he wanted to: the Idol was damn impressed by his skating. He got so over-exited

Репутация · Добавлено: Сб Фев 13, 2016 10:25 pm

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“I love you,” - Ville moaned, grabbing back his mouth with his lips.
Bam simply had no reason not to believe it, or to doubt it. There was another question: from now on, his life was divided into parts: Before and After. Before this "I love you", and then after. He couldn’t have an impact on HIS life before, but now he was responsible for it. Bam didn't know how the hell did he find the strength to put his knee under the slipping down his lover`s body which was embraced by a love fever.

“What the fuck, why aren’t we in some fucking bed somewhere,” - he hissed through his clenched teeth.

“Mmmm,” – the bastard slid even lower somehow, kneeling on the floor, hugging his waist and burrowing his face somewhere in his thigh.

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"..I guess…I think I feel better now...” – Ville said in an almost sane voice.
Actually, he looked pretty alright by now. Well, except for the water that was dripping from his hair onto the collar of his shirt, and the overall bluish-white shade of his face.

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Ville gave him a finger and left the building without turning around.

Репутация · Добавлено: Вс Фев 14, 2016 12:47 am

Iso kiitos, Ariel, for creating this awesome topic!

Ariel писал(а):

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“I am Mikko Paananen,” - said the divinity in a low deep voice with a dead-serious, imperturbable look on his face. Mige to his right did not turn a hair,

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“and he is Ville…”

Mige&Ville jokes and interactions make me laugh all the time Very Happy

Great SIFs... perfectly illustrate the situation!

Репутация · Добавлено: Вс Фев 14, 2016 4:51 am

Ariel писал(а):

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Zoltan, even though he didn’t see Ville’s expression, nevertheless glared at him, practically burning him with his stare. At least trying to do so.

OMG! THE LOOK!!! Смеется

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His attempts were clearly useless, as Ville didn’t pay a slightest attention to them - he was looking lovingly at Bam

Poor Zoltan, he was trying so hard... Смеется

Репутация · Добавлено: Вс Фев 14, 2016 5:09 am

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His attempts were clearly useless, as Ville didn’t pay a slightest attention to them - he was looking lovingly at Bam

HEHEHE I did not get it from the first reading ... but really))))))))

Looking lovingly at Bam Razz

Репутация · Добавлено: Пн Мар 28, 2016 10:39 pm

Chapter 2! Very Happy

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Ville found himself extremely attracted to the openness and simplicity of the guy. He liked Bam’s inner freedom and was fascinated by the way Bam effortlessly and easily took him out of his cocoon, making him ruin his work schedule just because he, Bam, wanted so. On the other hand, looking at Bam now, he didn’t see a naïve, spoilt American boy any more, he saw a pretty self-assured and determined man in front of him. He pensively leaned on the table and rubbed his lower lip, submerged in his thoughts. For that reason, he must have missed something of what Bam said.

“Pardon?” he asked, suddenly realizing the silence at their table dragged for too long. He felt conscious that he might look too confused, so he pretentiously pulled out a cigarette out of his pack of “Marlboro” and took a draw. All this time Bam was sustaining a pause, carefully watching all his moves, he didn’t speak until Ville allowed their eyes to meet.

“I said it must have been some fucking young chick,” Bam repeated. “Any guy would have run after you with a gun after that, asking for more…”

“Haha,” said Ville. “I don’t think we know each other well enough to go into details…”

There is a moment on every date when you suddenly begin to feel that going back to your own comfy bed and performing an act of love with yourself would be a much more relaxing, pleasant and safe way to end the evening rather then continuing the above mentioned date. This was the moment for Ville. Unfortunately for him and luckily for Bam, Ville’s warm, comfy bed was rather far away.

Репутация · Добавлено: Пн Мар 28, 2016 10:58 pm

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“Should I… I could go get us some more beer from the bar…” offered Bam hopping up from the bench to hide his confusion.

“Sure, why not,” said Ville staring unblinkingly at the place where Bam seated a moment ago and smiling with the corners of his lips. “As you’re in an erected position anyway…”

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“I want to see all of it. Down there as well,” ordered Bam. Oh, how he said it! Ville gritted his teeth and set his jaw, because Bam’s peremptory tone stung him. He could physically feel the adrenalin rush through his body. The tone was calm, gentle and reassured, it didn’t even presume the possibility of refusal. Bam was throwing him a challenge: Can you do this? Ville had no other option. He clenched his teeth and pulled down the belt of his pants with his thumbs as low as he could, to the base of his cock. It turned out to be a good maneuver as well, as it helped him to hide his boner.