[Share a Halloween memory ( Read more... )

[Inspired by this]

Co-written with steals_snapple and christmas_naziShe hesitates to step on the cracked walk leading up to the house. The glow from the beings circulating around the house provides plenty of light but it's far from warm. She shivers as one bare foot touches the walk, weeds snaking around her ankle. They break easily as she moves forward, closer to the house ( Read more... )

[Lost and Found]

co-written with steals_snapple and christmas_nazi Chaos was apparently the topic of the morning and Isabel's room reflected that. Usually she was a paragon of neatness. She liked things to be pretty and right now her room is anything but pretty. There are clothes strung all over the bed, a hamper of dirty things dumped out and flung across the floor. Her ( Read more... )

[Does anything make you cry? If so, what?]

Co-written with steals_snapple and christmas_nazi

"Mommy, will you push me on the swing?" the little boy asked ( Read more... )

[I should have...]

Co-written with steals_snapple and christmas_nazi "Y'know, Sugar, I got an awful big sleeper cab in my truck if you're interested. Just 'bout right for a long legged blond like you ( Read more... )

[Destroy]

This is my own interpretation of what happened on Antar. steals_snapple is used with permission

The heavy silk sheets are fisted in her hands and her head is bowed against the light outside. The walls shake with the percussion from the explosives they’re using to wage this battle and she is waiting. Zan was executed days ago but she has been spared ( Read more... )

13.1 - Delusional
OOC: Co-written with steals_snapple and christmas_nazi.It had been a long time since Michael had felt this worked up. Every muscle was tense. His heart pounded loudly in his chest. His breathing was uneven and labored. He shoved a hand back through his hair, still forgetting sometimes that he had cut it short, and paced Isabel's bedroom as he waited for ( Read more... )

Inspired by this photo. Co-written with steals_snappleIt had been a long, hot and humid day. As per his usual, Michael had found mechanical work in the small town in Florida that currently made a home for Max, Liz, Isabel and himself. After arriving home, he had stepped into the shower. He was a mess after work and Isabel was coming over for movie night ( Read more... )

[For the majority of us, the past is a regret and the future an experiment. - Mark Twain]

Co-written with steals_snapple

His hands glided over her body, melting everything inside her as they did. She was boneless and weightless and so much a part of him when he touched her. It wasn't that she couldn't breathe, it was that she couldn't take a breath unless he ( Read more... )

[Thoughts without words]

Isabel: Alex, you have no idea what’s going on?
Alex: Does Michael love you?
Isabel: It’s not that simple.
Alex: It should be.
--Roswell “Max to the Max”Michael loves her, that’s a given and she loves him so she wonders if it could be that simple but then she curls up next to him, his arm circling around her shoulders and ( Read more... )