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Out Loud Challenge - drabble #2 - Doyle/Angel - 300 words
Umm, yes, that's right. I didn't write Spander.
*faints*
Set immediately after "In the dark"
Wishful thinking
“-I mean, one more hot poker and I was giving him the ring, your mom, everything… How is your mom?”
He hardly registers the question as the world spins out of focus again. A woman, a vamp, a dark alley that he recognises, next to an Irish pub that’s as genuine as Britney’s boobs. Yet another stupid victim for his dark Angel to go save.
Maybe he’d be more sympathetic if it didn’t feel like his brain was ten times its usual size, squished into his normal-sized skull. As the steel booted mice stop running about in his head Doyle realises that he’s not standing up any longer.
Gentle fingers massage his head, pulling the pain away faster and better than the pills – but he knows that he can’t ask Angel to do this every time he gets a vision. That’s touching, and that’s too near to the bone to make either of them comfortable.
Surely Angel knows that’s why he’s so obvious in his pursuit of the ice princess?
Doyle knows it’s dark – as dark as LaLa Land gets anyway, but he doesn’t want to open his eyes just yet. That must be why Angel softly murmurs, thinks Doyle’s still out of it. “How could I have kept the ring? You don’t get a choice, and I shouldn’t either. No, not gonna leave you alone.”
Not what Doyle wants to hear him say – not that Angel is ever going to whisper those words to him. A ghrá mo chroí... love of my heart... Despite everyone thinking he’s some kind of uber-slacker, Doyle is nothing if not practical and those words will keep him going. Perhaps even make him brave enough to hope for a new beginning.
His eyes flick open as Angel continues. “Cairdeas, Grá, Dílseacht”
Both faces flush.
*faints*
Set immediately after "In the dark"
Wishful thinking
“-I mean, one more hot poker and I was giving him the ring, your mom, everything… How is your mom?”
He hardly registers the question as the world spins out of focus again. A woman, a vamp, a dark alley that he recognises, next to an Irish pub that’s as genuine as Britney’s boobs. Yet another stupid victim for his dark Angel to go save.
Maybe he’d be more sympathetic if it didn’t feel like his brain was ten times its usual size, squished into his normal-sized skull. As the steel booted mice stop running about in his head Doyle realises that he’s not standing up any longer.
Gentle fingers massage his head, pulling the pain away faster and better than the pills – but he knows that he can’t ask Angel to do this every time he gets a vision. That’s touching, and that’s too near to the bone to make either of them comfortable.
Surely Angel knows that’s why he’s so obvious in his pursuit of the ice princess?
Doyle knows it’s dark – as dark as LaLa Land gets anyway, but he doesn’t want to open his eyes just yet. That must be why Angel softly murmurs, thinks Doyle’s still out of it. “How could I have kept the ring? You don’t get a choice, and I shouldn’t either. No, not gonna leave you alone.”
Not what Doyle wants to hear him say – not that Angel is ever going to whisper those words to him. A ghrá mo chroí... love of my heart... Despite everyone thinking he’s some kind of uber-slacker, Doyle is nothing if not practical and those words will keep him going. Perhaps even make him brave enough to hope for a new beginning.
His eyes flick open as Angel continues. “Cairdeas, Grá, Dílseacht”
Both faces flush.
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It means friendship, love, loyalty.
Could have been worse - Díul mó bhad is a particular one that springs to mind suck my... well, you know... *weg*
I see I scraped in just under the cut off. Promise I won't leave it so near next time.
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Know what you mean about Doyle. Loved him.
Actually, there's a group of us that think there's not enough Doyle-centric archives or communities out there, so we've just set up an LJ community at
And that's enough of the self-pimpage...
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Actually, there's a group of us that think there's not enough Doyle-centric archives or communities out there, so we've just set up an LJ community at
And that's enough of the self-pimpage...
And thanks!
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Lovely drabble!
::snickers at Britney's boobs::
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You're just saying that about Doyle and Angel because it might stop me from writing more Spangel... *gr*
I know, I know, Spander is the one and only. What can I say? I'm perverse.
But I do agree with you about Doyle and Angel.
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Oh, I daren't try and stop the flow of Spangel or
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Know what you mean about Doyle. Loved him.
Actually, there's a group of us that think there's not enough Doyle-centric archives or communities out there, so we've just set up an LJ community at
And that's enough of the self-pimpage...
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The bit in Hero when he says "Is that it? Am I done?" - I can't watch that without crying a little. So sad.
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I write him in my AU alive and well and happy, but not with Angel, married to a sweet version of Cordy and they have twin girls. Alas, my Angel belongs only to Wes. I love having Doyle in day to day life with Wes, Gunn, Anne, Lorne and everyone; killing him was Joss' first huge Angel mistake, last one being he killed Wes. Sensing an deep seated cruelty here? I am.
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Could I be so bold as to ask for a link to your AU? I usually just read slash but you've got me interested, damnit! *g*
Yep, there are 2 Jossverse episodes I can't watch - "The Body" coz that's way too near the mark and "Hero". Sheesh, almost tearing up here thinking about them. Joss likes to make us laugh, true, but he loves to tear our hearts apart as well.
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Oh how things could have been!
*misses Doyle*
Lovely drabble, loved the Gaelic phrases.
“How could I have kept the ring? You don’t get a choice, and I shouldn’t either. No, not gonna leave you alone.”
*re-sniffles*
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*passes tissue*
Feeling the need here to make you happier (running out of tissues and the shops are shut)- go read Beer goggles (http://www.livejournal.com/community/doyle_fics/935.html#cutid1) by
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That's sweet - I've barely seen any Doyle, but i like him so much.
And i just joined your community.
:)
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Thanks - for both the comment and the joining thing.
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You just blew the brains out the back of my skull, not that I was using them much, anyways.
THere are very few Angel pairings that really work for me. I think it's a dead heat between Angel/Buffy and Angel/Doyle, with Angel/Wes a close second, but that's a bout it for Angel pairings. And seeing an A/D story like this definitely leaves A/B in the dust. Makes me wanna cry. Darkhavens was right, they are a pefect couple. If only to keep Angel away from Spike.
Melancholy, beautiful, wonderful.
More?