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WIP Wednesday

I didn’t know this was a thing, and I didn’t think of adding to it until two minutes ago. But I’ve been working on a Noelian fic for abt a month now and I don’t think I’ll be finished for another one... So yeah, I wanna share some of it with everyone! This part is a bit of the ‘plot’ that preludes a lot of...filth lmao. And I mean filth. And I mean a lot.

"Please don't tell me you're taking me to your secret sex corner. That's disgusting."

"Oh, my God!" Noel laughs, voice going high, throwing an incredulous look over his shoulder. "All we did there was smoke some weed, you creep."

"Sure."

"My body was a temple until I met you."

Before Julian has time to strongly oppose such a ludicrous statement, Noel makes a sharp turn to the left and stops by a sketchy-looking double door. He goes straight for the handle as if to check it's locked, and it is. Instead of giving up, though, he shoots Julian a cheeky look as he leans against it and moves the handle in odd directions, tongue poking out. Julian doesn't think anything is going to happen until there's a click and Noel smiles broadly, pushing the doors open with a dramatic flourish, the 'ta-dah!' in his stance heavily implied.

"Almost twenty years since I was here and this lock is still shit, can you believe?" He shakes his head disappointedly at the door and enters the room, Julian following behind.

Honestly, Julian doesn't know what he was expecting, yet he still feels slightly disappointed by the abandoned classroom they walk into. It's a big room with bare cement walls that seem to go up infinitely and huge industrial windows to the left, bringing in the yellow light from the streetlamps outside. Judging by how old-fashioned everything looks, Julian guesses it has been a storeroom for quite some time.

"No offense, but a bit underwhelming. Three stars."

"Oh, fuck off," Noel replies, walking to the windows and jumping on the deep concrete sill to sit. Julian watches as he looks around, eyes lingering on random objects and corners. "This room has been like this forever, it was everyone's secret place. But like, the cool kids would tell the other cool kids. Word of mouth," he continues, longing so strong in his voice that Julian finally leaves the spot by the door and gets closer. He drops the coat on a table nearby and steps up to Noel, standing between his spread legs. Noel's lost gaze snaps to Julian's and he gives a bittersweet grin. "Whenever we had an exhibition week, we'd come here every day to smoke and talk for hours before the gallery opened."

It isn't Julian's nostalgia, yet he feels a burn deep in his chest, knowing exactly what it means to Noel. A place full of memories, a special moment in your life you can never go back to. There's no way to relive it, even if you tried; it's all tied to who you were and how life was then. 

"I'm jealous, I've never been in a room full of artsy teaheads. Sounds unbearable," Julian jokes, hoping to lighten up the mood. Noel rolls his eyes at him, lightly kicks his leg, and Julian responds by pushing a lock of hair behind Noel's ear, giving him a brief, close-mouthed kiss. Noel reacts right away, threading his fingers through Julian's hair, pulling him in and opening up his mouth, tongue working itself over Julian's.

They kiss and kiss and kiss and he feels as Noel relaxes again, arms moving to wrap around his torso, hands clutching the small of his back. Julian keeps his on Noel's face and neck, gripping his nape, then sliding down his throat, pushing his thumb into the hollow base there. He was only going for a brief distraction, but the way Noel moves closer to the edge and gently rubs himself against Julian... That's a different story. And Julian wants it just the same.

Moving slowly, he drags his fingers from Noel's clavicle and down his chest to fit his big hands on narrow hips. He pulls until Noel has no choice but to jump off the sill, boots clicking as they hit the wooden floor, never breaking the kiss. This is common territory now: Julian bending down slightly, Noel reaching up with his whole body, meeting in the middle to properly grab at each other. When they get like this it's all-consuming and enthralling, the height difference making Julian practically fold himself around Noel. It's an intimate position that turns Julian on even more.

[anciientboosh]

Hellooooo! Fic asks 6, 7, and 17, if you please 😊

6. What’s the last thing you read that made you laugh?

In terms of fanfiction a lot of it makes me laugh tbh. All the boosh fandom are a pretty funny bunch! Honestly most things I read are so full of humour and wit that it may as well be straight out of the show! (you're all so good guys) but the last couple of things that made me really belly laugh as I read them:

Boosh De Noel - Terrantalen

Honestly everything they've written is perfect but this fic in particular has some A+ banter that never fails to make me giggle (and a good dose of BAMF Vince which I love!)

Married On The Morrow - @littlebooshmaid

Fake Dating (yes please) and all the shenanigans to go with it. Vince wants to beat Lance Dior using a relationship, absolutely. There's a line I remember where Vince, in reference to Howard's bits, says 'I heard this is just eight pairs of socks stuffed into your pants' and I howled. True Story.

7. What’s the last thing you read that made you cry?

I've been rereading a LOT of my favourite fics while in lockdown and my goodness, even after multiple reads some of them still make me sob.

Out - @littleredchucks

If you're a Nathan Barley fan/Dan x Jones shipper. Read this. Seriously. It's a fascinating, heartfelt, beautifully angsty look into the relationship between the two both post and pre series. And it's incredible. The characters are so well written that when the angst comes at you it hits you hard and I'm a sucker for angst I love it. Brilliant.

Lost and Found - @agarlandoffreshlycuttears

No word of a lie I've read this about 6 times. Every time cried. The concept itself is heartbreaking, accidentally wishing Howard away, but the journey Vince goes on to get him back. That mixed with the other Vince's and Howard's (And Dan's and Pete's) that he meets along the way? Tears everywhere. Vinces emotional journey is one I like to go with him on time and time again.

17. Describe a fic that is still in the ‘ideas’ stage.

So it's a Crossover piece - Boosh meets Nathan Barely (I love Crossovers idk why?) and its based around the concept of the Prince and the Pauper. So far I've not got passed the basic outline of the doppelgangers meeting one another and deciding to perhaps swap places and some roughly sketched out scenes and dialogue ideas. But it's something I'm SUPER excited to write. I'm not even sure if people would read it? Im personally just very find of the idea so I'll write it regardless and then see what happens!

Thank you @kateyboosh for asking 😁🥰