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L4D2: Hopeless (NickxEllis)
“TANK!”
Nick swivelled on the spot to Ellis’ panicked cry, watching as cars were thrown as a monster ploughed through them. The Southern mechanic, wielding an AK-47, was looking over his shoulder as he ran for cover, picking off a few zombies that hobbled too close to him.
“Over here! Hurry up, Overalls!”
Nick had ducked behind a pile of rubble from a nearby building. It littered the street like confetti after a ticker tape parade. Ellis saw Nick’s urgent wave and began to sprint, desperately trying to outrun the leviathan roaring behind him. By now it was throwing lumps of concrete down the street towa
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Beside You
When we were standin' side by side I could feel yer dyin' pulse, didjya know that? It felt like with every beat a little more of yer life was gettin' away. And at the same time, fer some reason, I felt like everything up until that point, apocalypse an' afore, was so small that none of it even mattered.
Afore standin' there I never realized how heavy you were. I guess I shoulda figured 'cause-a how big yer shoulders are an' stuff but yer suit didn't look like it fit so I figured you were smaller'n that.
Anyway, standin' there with yer blood on me an' with you holdin' on an' everythin' felt like some kinda moment that had been waitin
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Nick....Gay?
" 'ey nick?"
"What Overalls?"
"What do ya want fer valentines?" Nick had no idea how many times the hick had asked him that in the past week.
"I don't know El, I haven't known, and I WON'T know even if you keep asking me!" Nick said angrily.
"Well shit Nick, I jus' wanna get you somethin' you would like," Ellis shrugged. Nick pinched the bridge of his nose. Deep breath
.deep breath....
"Did I ever tell you bout the time Keith bought his girlfriend a ferret for valentines? Shit man, this thing was so cute buh I guess girlfriend was allergic to the little fella, so she ended up breakin out in hives an' shit-"
"Ellis, if you're trying
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Title: Agreements (okay, seriously, someone help me with a new title?)
Fandom: Left 4 Dead 2
Pairing: NickxEllis
Rating: M, to be safe
Warnings: Slash, cursing, mentions of past mansex, brief and somewhat minor mansex, unprotected/unprepared mansex, mansex, mansex, character death. Did I say mansex enough? Will that cover the fact there's not much in there? I hope so. Also, overuse of certain words/phrases.
Pages: 7
Word Count: 2,992 (hey, a palindrome!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Left 4 Dead 2. The game, Nick, Ellis, and everyone else mentioned in this story belong to VALVe.
...ugh, okay. I said I wouldn't submit this because I hated it. But I got talked into it.
So, here it is, despite the fact I still hate the goddamn thing.
By the way, in case you're confused, that last chunk of text is meant to switch to third person, to someone else's POV.
Okay, so. This is actually the third version I wrote for this fucking thing. The first one had no accent to it, despite it being from Ellis' POV, in first person. Then the second had a bit of accent to it. Then to please my Nick, I added more, and now I hope it ain't too much.
He loves El's accent, so yeah. I added more because he thought the second version didn't have enough.
I have this pet peeve when it comes to people butchering the poor mechanic's accent, and I know mine isn't perfect; I'm Texan. I'm not Georgian. Believe me, it does make a difference, despite the fact that both Ellis and I are born and bred Southerners.
Anyways. So yeah. I tend to get annoyed reading stories from his (third person) POV, when they cram his accent throughout it, when it really isn't needed, since he isn't talking or really thinking. Yeah, it's fine for parts, but not through the entire fucking thing.
(Also. I dislike reading stories where the accent is TOO thick. 'Ah' for 'I', etc. It causes a damn near physical pain and it makes me twitch.)
I wondered, 'This is a first person POV for Ellis, so I need accent, right? Just a bit, since it's an inner-monologue?' and then I about lost my fucking mind with this damn thing.
I don't really want constructive criticism. Or flames. I already hate this thing as it is. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm only posting this for those that wanted me to.
If you like it, then I'm glad.
The only thing about this fic I'm satisfied with, is the fact that it is far longer than anything I've written and completed yet, I believe. Little victories in a gigantic ball of fail, I guess.
Fandom: Left 4 Dead 2
Pairing: NickxEllis
Rating: M, to be safe
Warnings: Slash, cursing, mentions of past mansex, brief and somewhat minor mansex, unprotected/unprepared mansex, mansex, mansex, character death. Did I say mansex enough? Will that cover the fact there's not much in there? I hope so. Also, overuse of certain words/phrases.
Pages: 7
Word Count: 2,992 (hey, a palindrome!)
Disclaimer: I do not own Left 4 Dead 2. The game, Nick, Ellis, and everyone else mentioned in this story belong to VALVe.
...ugh, okay. I said I wouldn't submit this because I hated it. But I got talked into it.
So, here it is, despite the fact I still hate the goddamn thing.
By the way, in case you're confused, that last chunk of text is meant to switch to third person, to someone else's POV.
Okay, so. This is actually the third version I wrote for this fucking thing. The first one had no accent to it, despite it being from Ellis' POV, in first person. Then the second had a bit of accent to it. Then to please my Nick, I added more, and now I hope it ain't too much.
He loves El's accent, so yeah. I added more because he thought the second version didn't have enough.
I have this pet peeve when it comes to people butchering the poor mechanic's accent, and I know mine isn't perfect; I'm Texan. I'm not Georgian. Believe me, it does make a difference, despite the fact that both Ellis and I are born and bred Southerners.
Anyways. So yeah. I tend to get annoyed reading stories from his (third person) POV, when they cram his accent throughout it, when it really isn't needed, since he isn't talking or really thinking. Yeah, it's fine for parts, but not through the entire fucking thing.
(Also. I dislike reading stories where the accent is TOO thick. 'Ah' for 'I', etc. It causes a damn near physical pain and it makes me twitch.)
I wondered, 'This is a first person POV for Ellis, so I need accent, right? Just a bit, since it's an inner-monologue?' and then I about lost my fucking mind with this damn thing.
I don't really want constructive criticism. Or flames. I already hate this thing as it is. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm only posting this for those that wanted me to.
If you like it, then I'm glad.
The only thing about this fic I'm satisfied with, is the fact that it is far longer than anything I've written and completed yet, I believe. Little victories in a gigantic ball of fail, I guess.
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Whether you hated it or not, doesn't change the fact it made me cry like a damned baby! Fantastic work dude!