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Mamet's smoking in the shade, just about falling asleep on himself. He can't remember the last time he slept, not for more than maybe a few hours at a time, anyway, and the feeling of giving in and losing himself to sweet nothingness is one he isn't too interested in fighting. 'Cause it's not like he doesn't want to sleep, he just can't seem to. He ( Read more... ) -
timed to the night of 3/16
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Mamet's been a woman before, but he's never been a kid - well, except when he really was a kid, of course! - and he reacts to the surprise with absolute glee. Everything feels different, like he can do anything, and he wants to. He wants to play, he wants to have fun. He hasn't forgotten it's Halloween, and after spending some quality time rolling ( Read more... ) -
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Mamet walks back home on automatic, trying not to think, but more, trying not to feel. Fine, fine, fine he repeats over and over, fine, take her from me, take her from everyone else, but why her babies? And then that small selfish part chimes in with no, not fine, why from me too? Eostre was happy here. Mostly, she was happy. She made him happy, ( Read more... ) -
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Mamet doesn't know why he hasn't given Banky the desk yet. He was so eager to start it he probably drove Duck nuts, but it's been done, tucked away and hidden. Mamet thinks maybe he's been waiting for the right moment, but he isn't sure what sort of moment that is. So finally today he's had enough. Banky can't use the desk if he doesn't fucking ( Read more... ) -
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The sun's almost down, it's casting an orange glow around the edges of the open window. There's a slight breeze. Both dogs are asleep, their bodies sprawled at random on the floor. Helena, too, is presumably asleep outside in her coop ( Read more... ) -
for Starbuck-buck-buck
Mamet doesn't know what to do anymore. It seems like no matter what he tries, Banky still keeps giving him the cold shoulder. Sure, he seems amendable to hanging out, but any time Mamet tries to touch him, or get close, Banky either gets super pissed off or just leaves altogether. And...and it's not that Mamet needs that from Banky. At least he ( Read more... ) -
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Mamet's curled up in bed, mouth parted and snoring softly. Poe, Starbuck, and Max are asleep outside, they've taken to it, all snuggled up together. Even Helena's asleep. But then, she's a chicken, so what else would she be doing? -
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[ from here]Suddenly it feels so personal, too personal, like more than just kissing, and he almost pulls away. But Banky's hands on him feel so good, and his mouth, and he can't. Instead he nudges Banky's mouth wider, and suckles at his tongue soft and slow, his hands sliding down to Banky's back, bunching in his shirt. He presses their bodies ( Read more... )