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Subject:first post for me on these ancient lands
Time:10:52 pm
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Cool Kids

Author: Me, clash_delirium, or better known everywhere else as Pozzima.
Rating: G for swearing, smoking, and smooching (Oh my!).
Pairing: Sorta Nick/Fab, but it's all very pleasant and slight.
Disclaimer: "Nothing is real." I don't own the boys or cool jazz.
Notes: Imagine that, me having a livejournal. Originally posted on AO3. Of course. Can everyone come back?


Though it was the evening, a time when many head home from work, the infamous rush hour, this street and bordering sidewalks are barren of people.
A door swings open on this street, releases two bodies, and shuts. Life approaches.
A streetlamp lights up, as the sun is setting. Its light among others cast themselves at the ground and surrounding areas. This one in particular is shining onto an aforementioned young man, who puffs smoke into the night air. Another boy has stepped behind the other into the light, holding out his hand expectantly.

"I'm out. Come on."
"No, I'm pretty sure you're here to look at Albert and Jules' alley."
"Shut up," He shoves the other man, "Give it here, buddy."
Fake-reluctantly, he hands him a cigarette. "Fine, but you owe me next time, Fab Man."
Fab gratefully snatches it and pecks his friend's cheek. "You'll forget."
"That may be true. Need a light?"
"Nope."
And Fab lights his cigarette and puffs the smoke into the air satisfyingly, similar to the way his companion did minutes ago. They stay like that for a while. Smoking, looking around the street in mock-interest, playfully shouldering each other.

"Nick, we're the embodiment of the stereotypical cool kids. Right here."
Nick chuckles at that.
"Oh man! We're total douchebags. Look at us in our skanky chucks and rad jackets. Fuck." And they both laugh a bit.
"No, we're just enjoying the night. It feels kind of like, when you're listening to cool jazz. This is the experience."
"I'm pretty sure I know what you mean- I mean, it's a weird way to put it."
Nick pauses to take a thoughtful drag.
"It's actually pretty cool."
"I agree, cool kid."
"Fuck off."
"Whoa there, wasn't an insult."
"Shut up. It was when I said it."
"But not when I said it."
"Whatever."
"We'll forever be Nick and Fab, the coolest kids on the block. The embodiment of cool jazz."
They both smile a bit smugly and smoke out their cigarettes under the light of the streetlamp.

Nick briefly acknowledges that the sky is relatively clear. There are a few fluffy clouds here and there, which Nikolai mumbled about making for a rad multi-colored sunset when he came over earlier.

"So, what brings you out here?" He suddenly says after this train of thought.
"Should've asked earlier. They need some fucking open windows. Couldn't really stand for all five of us to be blowing smoke everywhere with nowhere for it to go."
"I apologize on their behalf for ancient windows."
"What idiot thinks that it's fine to paint windows shut? If I ever own a building, I'll never do that."
"Good to know!"
"Shut up."
Fab puts his out first, despite Nick having started before him.
"At least you have heat."
"Oh, Fab, don't think I don't know what that's like."
"I was surprised that you didn't fly south for the winter. Good thing I came over so much, eh?" Fab raises his eyebrows and Nick giggles fondly and puts him in a friendly headlock.
"I'll show you flying south for the winter!"
"What point are you trying to get across?"
"I don't fucking know, man." And with that, they burst out laughing and flopping all over the place. That was hilarious.

They quite down and Nick lights 2 more cigarettes for them.
"But seriously, it was like some old school or something, it had those pull-down blinds and I had to use the oven to heat the place- of course, when I had to."
More transitional smoking.
"Remember when I had a heroin dealer on my floor?"

And they talked about ridiculous apartment experiences for the remainder of their smokes. They then throw the ends in the margin between the stairs to the buildings.

Fab sighs, "You're pretty cool, Nicky." and hangs off of his shoulders.
"Not to bad yourself, Fab man." And turns his head to kiss the other as they go inside the apartment door.
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rayvn_amre
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Time:2014-11-02 02:06 am (UTC)
I'm glad someone's back. I've been biding my time for people to start writing Strokes fic again. Coz really they're still as good for it now as they were 10 years ago,

Also this was quite lovely well done.
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clash_delirium
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Time:2014-11-03 02:31 am (UTC)
Thanks!
Yea, I've been reading on Strokeslash for quite some time, and never really got around to writing! I love this community, and I want to see it thrive again!
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rayvn_amre
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Time:2014-11-03 09:39 am (UTC)
I only started writing Strokes fic myself this summer so I sympathise. {Not that any of my fic has been posted here}.

Actually in sort of a bizarre gambit to get this community up again I've been working on archiving and sorting it all so that it can be more easily navigated {coz sometimes you don't want to wade through years of fic to find the four pieces with the pairing you want which I know has gotten my friend} and then working on getting it out into the community in other parts of the internet. Coz let's be honest there are probably at least a few people who would be writing and sharing if they knew they had an audience and you only need a few people to create a community again.
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clash_delirium
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Time:2014-11-06 04:22 am (UTC)
It's certainly great that you're curating the community! I'm sure there's other people who'd like to join... Lj isn't as popular as it used to be, so it's a little harder for people to come across communities like this.
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peep_scarf108
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Time:2015-01-05 09:43 am (UTC)
Oh my lord, are you really archiving? What a big job, and I must congratulate you on working so hard to spread the strokeslash love.
I am sad this community has died down. :C
I have contributed three stories to this site, but have many more stories in draft form I never got/get around to finishing :X
I should start finishing some...

But anyway. Again, thank you so much for your effort and hard work. It will be endlessly useful to have a better format for browsing this stuff and I'm impressed with your skill. I would not know where to start with such a thing. :O

Thank you kindly. I hope you are well. Love, Peep.

Edited at 2015-01-05 09:56 am (UTC)
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rayvn_amre
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Time:2015-01-13 11:18 pm (UTC)
Yes I really am archiving and have in fact gotten through two years of fic already. Coz this whole strokeslash delight does need to be more spread around and there really is an audience for it. Honestly I'm enjoying digging through it all coz it's like internet archaeology so it's really no problem.

Frankly the hardest thing about it thus far has been creating all the tags for the archive so that things can be sorted and easier navigated. Mostly it's just a little tedious above all else, but it does go pretty quickly when I start working on it.

Tragically my archiving speed has slowed a bit due to classes and I was mildly put off for a little bit by my friend finding someone online making fun of Strokes Slashfic, but my workload is less this semester than last and I realized that other girl wasn't worth any worry so it should start up again quite soon.

But yes you should certainly get those stories out of draft form so there's more to read.
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