The inn room looks as though Talon had returned with forty cupcakes, not twenty.  The air smells so very sweet and spicy, laden with chocolate and arousal, and he is quite certain that this is not what he had anticipated when grudgingly accepting the excessively generous amount of baked goods.  They will have quite a lot of cleaning to do, but ( Read more... )

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Show me what is mine
Take my finger, drag it through
What no one else will find
Take your time
I have got all night
Take your time
In the morning the sun will have its fight.

She sits at her workbench, a set of goggles with a magnifying glass installed on them covering her eyes as she examines some gear for her engineering work. The delicate parts look ( Read more... )

((The Nicene/Balthasair theme: "O' Sister", City and Colour))

Sometimes, I think I am no longer broken.  I feel like I might have finally fit all of the shattered pieces back together, and while they will never be perfect again, at least they are whole.  At least I am whole.

Then I go and do something stupid like kiss my brother.
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As comfortable as living under an illusion can be, there are some things that cannot last.  There are some words and emotions that must be shared.  I was not expecting to give in and break our promise.  At the beginning of the summer, we drank to no expectations and no commitments.

Autumn is coming to the rest of the world.  I still have no ( Read more... )

The moment she returned to Stormwind, the uncertain roiling in her stomach began. With every step she took towards their room, it intensified, and by the time she entered the inn her throat felt constricted as well. The innkeep nodded a polite good morning, and Nicene only offered a tight-lipped smile as she hurried upstairs. Why does she feel, of ( Read more... )

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( In which Wikus Ambrose obtains a new pet... )

Am I really someone's stepmom?

Fuck.

I ain't even anyone's mum, for all that I been trying.  I ain't hardly even got a pet what I'm responsible for.  I kinda sorta got a seagull what I feed now and again, but everyone knows gulls is scavengers what'd eat piss out of a beggar's hand if ya could make it summat solid.  Which means that the closest ( Read more... )

He isn't from Lordaeron. That's the first thought crossing her mind when she wakes up in the morning, the unfamiliar weight of a warm body sharing the mattress with her. The second, and more pressing, is I need some water.

Oh, Brewfest.
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For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. - 1 John 2:16

Finnegann Trent is a good man, but he is still a man.  His needs are not taken care of by whatever random woman bats her lashes and lifts a smile at him; he is not his brother.  He’s ( Read more... )

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Theatre of Tragedy, "Venus" (lyrics)

I think he can see my dreams. I think he is in my head. He sleeps with his eyes open, I can feel that he does even though I do not ever roll over and look at him because he would know it, and what would he think if I did? He says we are friends. If we were not, he would have killed me a long time ago.

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