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Fic: You Have My Heart (in your hands) by Ruth Sadelle Alderson, FRAO
My name is Sparrow and I shall be the driver of this month's tourbus of Bandom! I tend to play around in all kinds of genre's, kinks and bands. I hope I have a little bit of everything that everyone will like!
If you are interested in what Bandom is, here and here are some good overviews. But a basic description is this: "There is a fandom which basically uses the term bandom to describe themselves, and means it to cover pretty much anything that could also be described as Music RPF." (quoted from fanlore.org).
There is a lot of bandom fanfic out there and I find a lot of people tend to gravitate towards the same kind of fics, if I post something that someone has already posted, I do apologized. I've done my best in going back through the posts to make sure that didn't happen.
So, here we go! And to get the first post (show) going, Cobra Starship, ladies and gentlemen!
Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/Victoria Asher
Length: 37K
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
rsadelle AKA Ruth Sadelle Alderson
Author Website: none
Why this must be read: There's not a lot of Cobra Starship fic out there, but there should be! This is a definate fic to read, it feels real to the reader and the characters are so wonderfully developed, especially the building relationship between Gabe and Victoria AKA VickyT. I had to read it all the way through, completely sleep deprived the next day, but well worth it.
"Cobra's never say die" and this fic certainly embodies that sentiment!
Prologue: February 2011
Victoria wanders around the venue in Charleston, just opening doors and checking things out, exploring. The door isn't locked, isn't even really closed all the way, nothing to warn her not to open it.
Behind it is Jack with some girl, maybe a tech, maybe venue staff. Doesn't really matter who the fuck she is because Jack is fucking her.
He sees Victoria over the girl's shoulder, and scrambles away from her, not even undressed all the way, dick hanging out of his pants, and at least he's wearing a fucking condom. "Baby," he says.
"What the fuck?" It's all she can think. "What the actual fuck?"
"Baby, this doesn't mean anything." Jack pushes the girl away, strips off the condom, and yanks his pants back up.
"You said you loved me!" This is the kind of moment when everything narrows down to one thing that's supposed to matter but apparently doesn't.
"Baby, I do." Jack starts across the room toward her. "Vicks, I totally do." She's told him a million times she hates being called "Vicks." "This was nothing."
"Hey!" the girl says. Victoria and Jack both ignore her.
"If you did, you wouldn't do this! Fuck you!" Victoria jerks away before he gets close enough to touch her and scrambles out the door and practically runs down the hallways until she can get outside and back to her bus.
She wants Gabe or Nate, but she gets Ryland, and he'll have to do. She throws herself down on the couch next to him, and he automatically makes room for her under his arm.
"What's up?"
"That fucker." Victoria hates to cry, especially in front of the rest of her band. But this time she might not be able to keep from doing it. "That fucker," she says again, and this time her voice breaks and she's crying, and Ryland hauls her into his lap and just lets her.
"Jack was fucking someone else," she says when she can speak again.
"Fucking asshole," Ryland says promptly.
He must tell the other guys, because they keep her away from ATL for the rest of the day and get her drunk after the show. She only finds out about Jack's black eye and split lip when she sees a picture on Twitter the next day. She doesn't ask which one of them did it.
You Have My Heart (in your hands)
If you are interested in what Bandom is, here and here are some good overviews. But a basic description is this: "There is a fandom which basically uses the term bandom to describe themselves, and means it to cover pretty much anything that could also be described as Music RPF." (quoted from fanlore.org).
There is a lot of bandom fanfic out there and I find a lot of people tend to gravitate towards the same kind of fics, if I post something that someone has already posted, I do apologized. I've done my best in going back through the posts to make sure that didn't happen.
So, here we go! And to get the first post (show) going, Cobra Starship, ladies and gentlemen!
Fandom: BANDOM
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/Victoria Asher
Length: 37K
Author on LJ:
rsadelle AKA Ruth Sadelle AldersonAuthor Website: none
Why this must be read: There's not a lot of Cobra Starship fic out there, but there should be! This is a definate fic to read, it feels real to the reader and the characters are so wonderfully developed, especially the building relationship between Gabe and Victoria AKA VickyT. I had to read it all the way through, completely sleep deprived the next day, but well worth it.
"Cobra's never say die" and this fic certainly embodies that sentiment!
Prologue: February 2011
Victoria wanders around the venue in Charleston, just opening doors and checking things out, exploring. The door isn't locked, isn't even really closed all the way, nothing to warn her not to open it.
Behind it is Jack with some girl, maybe a tech, maybe venue staff. Doesn't really matter who the fuck she is because Jack is fucking her.
He sees Victoria over the girl's shoulder, and scrambles away from her, not even undressed all the way, dick hanging out of his pants, and at least he's wearing a fucking condom. "Baby," he says.
"What the fuck?" It's all she can think. "What the actual fuck?"
"Baby, this doesn't mean anything." Jack pushes the girl away, strips off the condom, and yanks his pants back up.
"You said you loved me!" This is the kind of moment when everything narrows down to one thing that's supposed to matter but apparently doesn't.
"Baby, I do." Jack starts across the room toward her. "Vicks, I totally do." She's told him a million times she hates being called "Vicks." "This was nothing."
"Hey!" the girl says. Victoria and Jack both ignore her.
"If you did, you wouldn't do this! Fuck you!" Victoria jerks away before he gets close enough to touch her and scrambles out the door and practically runs down the hallways until she can get outside and back to her bus.
She wants Gabe or Nate, but she gets Ryland, and he'll have to do. She throws herself down on the couch next to him, and he automatically makes room for her under his arm.
"What's up?"
"That fucker." Victoria hates to cry, especially in front of the rest of her band. But this time she might not be able to keep from doing it. "That fucker," she says again, and this time her voice breaks and she's crying, and Ryland hauls her into his lap and just lets her.
"Jack was fucking someone else," she says when she can speak again.
"Fucking asshole," Ryland says promptly.
He must tell the other guys, because they keep her away from ATL for the rest of the day and get her drunk after the show. She only finds out about Jack's black eye and split lip when she sees a picture on Twitter the next day. She doesn't ask which one of them did it.
You Have My Heart (in your hands)
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