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[20 Sep 2006|01:32pm] |
This journal is now for archive only, it will no longer be played in.
*Craigy waves a flip flop in a goodbye salute and wanders off into the sunset*
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| Craig Parker/Cillian Murphy |
[03 May 2006|10:29pm] |
[Set March 16th in London]
Craig's bouncy as he makes it to Cillian's door, package held under his arm as he rings the bell, other hand stuffed deep into his pocket trying to keep warm in the cold London air.
The ringing bell gets Connall barking and racing to the front door, nearly tripping Cillian in the process. When he catches up with the pup, Cillian scoops him up and tries to still most of the wriggling. It has not worked yet, but Cillian is still hopeful. Laughing, he opens the door and squeals with delight when he sees Craig. "Come in, please. It is brilliant to see you."
"Hullo Cillie!" walking into the warmth gladly, hugging the man and puppy combination as well as he can. "And hullo puppy...!" Grinning at Cillian as he ruffles its ears. "And isn't he just as noisy as he was on the phone!"
( "He is at that. This is Connall...and he is still learning manners." )
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| Frodo and Haldir in Lothlorien |
[03 May 2006|09:31pm] |
[Backstory. Took place in early 2000]
After having told Elijah to try and stop fidgeting three times, Peter finally calls cut and ends the long day. As the cast and crew begin moving off of the Lothlorien set, Elijah's piercing gaze falls on the person that's given him the fidgets. He licks his lips and consciously does not reach to adjust the thickening bulge of his cock.
Craig's hardly been able to take his eyes off Elijah all day... at least in between takes anyway. He's noticed that the object of his glances has had a touch more trouble than himself, though. He just stands still as everyone moves off, his dancing eyes never leaving Elijah's. One eyebrow rises as he looks down at the bulge, questioning look in his eyes as they shift to meet Elijah's again.
( "Here?" Craig asks with trepidation, voice pitched way higher than usual, much to his chagrin )
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[17 Apr 2006|10:45pm] |
[Delivery for Sean Bean on his Birthday]
Wrapped in black and white striped paper.
A sheffield utd Blades mug:
And a crate of beer to fill it up with.
'Hey, Seany!
Happy Birthday you old fart!
Hope this finds you chirpy and well, Keep relaxed on your special day.
Love n Craigy kisses,
Craig!'
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| Craig Parker/Dominic Monaghan |
[17 Apr 2006|05:28pm] |
[Dom visits Craig in his London Citadel appartment]
Craig's just nervous enough that he's had the cleaners over twice today to make sure that his flat is clean and sparkly for company. It's been far too long since he's seen Dominic and he's oddly twitchety inside. He tries to relax, leaning back against the sofa as he flicks constantly through channels, humming to himself as he does so.
Dom walks by the entry way three times, the doorman eyeing him suspiciously. Which wasn't surprising, his hair all spiked up and mussed from his fingers running through it nervously, eyes looking a bit weary. It had been a while since he'd seen Craig and for some reason he was jittery about it. Inhaling once deeply to steady his nerves, he smiled and moved up the path, grinning wider as the door was opened for him. Seated at the long mahogany desk is yet another doorman, "May I help you sir?"
( "Craig... I want to learn. I just don‘t know how to do this." )
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| Craig Parker/Adam Lamberg |
[16 Apr 2006|04:40pm] |
[Craig phones Adam to catch up. Set Thursday 13th.]
Craig's just got in from a hard day doing some voice work, halfway through the day he was struck with the thought that he seriously needs to call Adam, see how he's doing. He flips open his cell as he flops down on his sofa, finding Adam’s number and dialing.
Adam's curled up on the sofa downstairs, watching Shane sculpt. The fisting was two days ago, and he's on the last of his days off. "Craigy! How are you?"
"Knackered! Been working today!" He says in such a tone of voice as to convey it's quite abnormal. He giggles, though, getting more comfy. "Think my agent's gonna have a fit."
( read onwards )
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| Letter to NPC Michael Galvin |
[29 Mar 2006|12:10pm] |
Dearest Michael,
Heya! Bit of a weird month this month… Elijah came to stay…
At least he was going to stay here and I was all excited cos I loved it last time he stayed here… but then somewhere along the way he changed his plans and ended up staying at Daniels instead. Would have been nice to have had a bit more notice but you remember how… well, how my Sir can be sometimes! It’s been okay so far, though… the time I’ve had with him has been premium Elijah!time. Taken him shopping a few times, done a few nights clubbing. This one time was real sweet… started dancing with this cute lilt wink… got him to suck me off whilst Sir watched. *grins* you can imagine the speed with which I was dragged off afterwards to go satisfy Sir’s needs! Elijah’s still weird about public stuff, always has been, but seems not to mind dragging me halfway through a night club with my still wet cock hanging out of my pants *giggles*
( read about the rest )
Anyways, think that’s about it from me… hopefully more news next time, I need to get out and about more to give your jaw more to drop about!
Love and big hugs,
Craig.
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[22 Mar 2006|12:49am] |
[Elijah, Craig and a very cute boy's mouth! London Citadel nightclub]
Craig's arm slides across his sweaty brow, sliding closer to Elijah as he gyrates again, the rhythm shifting a beat, as the music gets bassier. It's hot tonight, hot in all the good ways.
Eyes focusing on a bead of sweat sliding down Craig's throat, Elijah lifts up on his toes and licks it, laughing. He raises his arms and spins, swaying and jumping about as the beat moves through him.
Laughing hard at that action Craig gets an evil look in his eye, running his fingertips down Elijah's spine before twisting out of the way, grinning as he grinds against a pretty looking boy beside him... eyes always on Elijah.
( The inelegant sound slides from deep in Elijah as he watches his Craig and the other man. )
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| Elijah Wood/Craig Parker. |
[15 Mar 2006|09:34pm] |
[Happened today in London]
After juggling his shopping bags a few times Craigy just manages to get the right key in the door to his flat, tumbling inside with a giggled snort. "God I need to get my feet up! Trying on shoes might well be delightful but it kills my feet!"
"Delightful? Holy fuck, Craig. How are your feet not like, on fire just from the friction of the on and off motion!" Elijah grumbles, biting back a laugh as he walks into the room, shoving a bag under his arm and tugging his pants up with the other hand.
"Oi! I only bought three pairs... well, and those four for you!" He giggles, putting his bags carefully by the stairs and walking through to the kitchen area. "Quite restrained for me, you know! Coffee?"
( "Which way does Sir want his Boy? On his back or on his front?" )
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[28 Feb 2006|10:35pm] |
[Public to all Citadel members]
Right, I'm in London and I seriously need someone to shag me! Anyone up for some Craigy time?
*grins*
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[28 Feb 2006|10:30pm] |
An email arrives from an anonymous account. It’s addressed to Craig Parker.
Craig,
Hi, Elijah told me that now that he's got a full time boyfriend he won't need you anymore. He said I should look you up.
Craig's read the e-mail four times and still feels like he could do with either a stiff drink or one of Elijah's strongest cigarettes. ...instead he decides on one thing that should calm him over all others... he picks up his mobile and phones Elijah.
( I never should have let it get this far, to go on this long )
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| Letter to NPC Michael Galvin |
[25 Feb 2006|11:54pm] |
Dearest Michael,
Yes... I know! I should have written ages ago... but I guess with seeing you over New Years I can be forgiven. Right? *bats eyes cutely*
Soo... Very odd when I got back from Zid as Elijah wasn’t there. Adam L was house sitting so I wasn’t alone, though... I’d probably have come straight back again if I had! Anyway, Adam was there when I got back... he helped me settle myself through the last few bits of itzity-ness that I had. He’s the sweetest thing, you know. Truly adorable.
When Elijah came home...
( Read the rest of the letter )
Well, I’m sure much else has gone on, getting fucked and so on that I’m sure you desperately want to hear about... so I’m definitely not going to tell you *hides*
...if you wanna hear my dirtiest of dirty deeds then you know my phone number here :P
Love and big teasing Craigy kisses!
Craigy.
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[14 Feb 2006|03:04pm] |
Delivered on Valentines day to Elijah's doorstep.
The card reads:
'For my sweet valentine!
So you can always find your way.
Yours,
Craig.'
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| Craig Parker/Elijah Wood |
[25 Jan 2006|06:43pm] |
[Backdated to the 16th January. Craigy offers to cook breakfast for his Sir, syrup smut and sticky sex ensues.]
Craig gets up late... not entirely sure if anyone else is home he stumbles downstairs still ruffled and wearing just his boxers. He meanders through into the kitchen, palms scrubbing at his eyes as he yawns.
Elijah stumbles as he pulls the cuff elastic of his sweats over his heel. He yawns and scratches as he walks into the kitchen. He sees Craig, smiles and grunts. "Coffee?"
"Mmhmm." bumping against Elijah a little to kiss his jaw line. "Been out or just got up, too?"
( Craig‘s heart melts at the sight and the fridge door gets closed without so much as a grape being eaten... )
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| Craig Parker/Adam Lamberg |
[12 Jan 2006|12:48am] |
[Backdated to 5th January, Craig returns to Elijah's house to find Little Adam house-sitting]
Craigy digs for his keys as the taxi drives off, finding the right key after a few attempts and hauling his suitcase inside "Adam... you home?"
Adam's washing dishes. He hears Craigy and runs out to hug him hard. "Oh! I've missed you."
The suitcase gets dumped and Craig envelopes Adam into a huge hug, picking him up a bit as he squeezes. "Missed you too, love. Sorry I ran off with only a note... just had to get away."
( "Shane... Ohh Shane‘s such a nice name. Does this Shane live up to his nice name?" )
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[10 Jan 2006|03:00pm] |
[Backdated to the 15th November in NY (Because the muns *eyedarts* forgot about it *coughs* Oops!)]
Craig's curled up in one of the big high backed chairs as he reads. He's facing the fire, though it's not lit yet as it's mid-afternoon. He giggles at a bit in the book, startling himself as he realises he's made a noise, looking about cautiously.
Curled up in a nearby window seat, half reading and half staring out at the grounds, Bradley's head raises at the sound. The giggle. Being cautious himself, he peeks around the curtain he is hid behind to find the source. Ahh, very pretty. Nice eyes. Nice build. Checking to see what book the man is reading, Bradley nods to himself in approval and makes to duck back into his hiding place.
Craig notices the look and blushes, burying his head in the book again, wriggling in his seat, though, glancing over every now and then to the curtain.
( "I‘ve not topped in quite a while... almost a year." Looking right into Bradley‘s eyes, holding his face in place. "You okay with that?" )
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| Craig Parker/Adam Baldwin |
[09 Jan 2006|01:48am] |
[Set on the 27th December]
"Fuck- goddammit!" Adam's voice echoes out of the kitchen, accompanied by the clattering of pots and pans, followed by the slamming shut of a cupboard. "I was sure it was here," he mutters, coming out of the kitchen, frowning heavily.
Craig jumps at the sound, turning around on the sofa to look up at Adam, remote clattering to the floor. "Huh?"
"Sorry, Craig, didn't mean to spook you," Adam grins, coming around to pick up the remote and hand it to him. "I need to make chilli, and it has to simmer for a couple days or so, and I thought I left my pot here, but it must be at my place. 'Course, I have no idea where it is," he mutters, then gives his head a shake. "Doesn't matter. Anyway- I need to go find it... anyone asks, that's where I am," he says, checking his pockets for his keys.
( "Umm... mind if I come with?" )
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| Craig Parker/Elijah Wood |
[08 Jan 2006|10:42pm] |
[Elijah comes home. Happens today]
Elijah exits the car, thanks the driver and tips him. He picks his bag up and moves toward the house. Once inside he calls out. "Craig?"
"Sir!" Craig's up off the sofa and scooting out towards the hallways in three seconds flat, only stopping, hand hanging onto the doorframe, to make sure Elijah's alone before he's running up and hugging Elijah hard, face pressed into his shoulder as he just hugs, fingers digging in. "Fuck... was worried 'bout you."
"Sorry, sorry." Elijah holds onto Craig, inhaling the scent of his friend and lover. He pulls back and looks at the man. "I just needed - some time. You know? I needed to think, and get really drunk and eat some greasy shit."
( And yes, fuck man; I am the most selfish bastard in the world. But, I gotta at least ask for what I want, right? )
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| Craig Parker/Cillian Murphy |
[08 Jan 2006|10:38pm] |
[Took place 27th December, before Craig goes to New Zealand]
Craigy's worked out the time zone differences and planned to be not doing anything much so he can have a good natter, knowing he's left Cillian with only text updates and a few mails so he's sure Cillian'll be longing for a chat as much as he is himself. He flops down onto his bed in the playroom and dial Cillian's cell.
Cillian's curled on the sofa trying to read a book, but mostly dozing in the warm spot of sun when his phone rings. Ben is out and about somewhere and Cillian answers thinking it might be him checking in. "Hello?" He snuggles into the blankets with a tiny sigh.
"Cillian?" Thinking the guy sounds as mopey as he is. "It's Craigy... you okay?"
( "Wish I didn‘t have to live with that regret the rest of my life." )
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[04 Jan 2006|11:19pm] |
[In reply to the bottom email here. ]
To: ![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif) wee_elijah
From: craigy_parker
Subject: Comin' n going.
Hey love!
Was wondering why you didn't reply to my New Years text! Guess you've been busy preparing, huh? Business stuff? Audition? Well, have fun with whatever it is!
...anyways... was gonna call you later today, say I'm coming back. My Mum's helped me sort my head out a whole lot... told me I'm stupid to mope because I've at least got something... which is more than a lot of people have. So, yup... much better head space. I'm sure you can send my Mum hugs by mail or something! I know I wasn't that fair on everyone over Christmas... being all sad n stuff instead of just plain being satisfied that I've had you as long as I have and that even if things have changed you've promised me that I won't loose you. The few days away have let me adjust to it better so I hope I'll be a more contented Craigy for you now.
Anyways... if you're away can I come house sit with Lil Adam...? Most of my clothes are still in the playroom anyway so I shouldn't be too much fuss. 'cept I'll probably end up in with him most nights! He wriggles a bit but is usually toasty warm.
So... I guess I'll see you whenever you get back. Hope it's not entirely too long.
Have fun in NY... you might wanna pop in on Livvie if she's around. She's normally good for a natter.
Love you heaps,
Craigypie.
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