ficmix: the broken glass in front of me

...hair, sweeps up the floor, the chairs already covered in white robes that make them look like ghosts. The boy glances ...back to Sy’s in the pink dawn. vii. walking with a ghost- the white stripes. no matter which way you go, no matter which way you stay you're out of my mind,... the side of Donny’s bed, everything distinguishing about him vanishing until there’s just the muscles of his stomach and ...

Brains for gala_apples [NC-17] -- RW/MC/AG

...waving goodbye to Luna quite emphatically. It didn’t matter. “You’ve got to see this!” Anthony leapt ...-faced, quiet boy now, but dark-eyed, teeth white. “Oh, yes. He wants it. He definitely wants ...piece of dung too smelly for anything but the Vanishing Cabinet. You aren’t good enough to be fucked... Goldstein, long hair untethered, grinned as gobbets of white dripped from from his cheeks. His chin. ...

108-4: Good handwriting (omake)

...of thing started rumors, after all. But that did not matter. None of it would matter, when he finally carried out his grudge. “Fuuma,” Mouri intoned, eyes narrowed and ... at sunset, weaving through the lovely scenery, the white sand beaches and the incongruous sight of enormous war ... could barely be seen turning around and then promptly vanishing into the glow of sea and sun. “I ...

...that moment, Sarah knew that no matter how much the darkness in those...charges were pressed." His knuckles were white where his hands curled into fists, his lips thin and white rimmed as well. The flash in... up at the camera before vanishing into the night. Sarah slammed ... stepping into the hall and vanishing, like the ghosts she had ... associates; that part did not matter so much-- saying clearly that ...

Fanmix/fanfic, FANSOMETHING something something J/TK.

...different speeds was born a hot, white diamond burning through the rainbow flames...than a few occasions. A bright white cloth was draped over his ... on the edge of a white countertop covered in medical instruments.... hand down, he shifted the white cloth further over him. "Sorry ... his daughter-in-law no matter what (politics and laws be ... kiss and waved slowly before vanishing from her sight. Leia turned ...

The Sorceress's Heart, Chapter Eight, part 4

... and there was the sun over a ridge, and a white-robed figure sitting on a rock alone. She was clasping...and drifted downstream, and the river looked like bolts of white silk were being rinsed in it. Then they went ...tell that she was thinking it, and, well, as a matter of fact, it was familiar. It seemed to her ...like it, Youko. I don’t like Ren-san vanishing this way. And I don’t like the thought of...

A Lonely Avenue

... if not, they can kiss my white ass =D Summary: Willow Avenue. ...that faint image of a milky white face with two flames of ... were, originally and traditionally, no matter what Hollywood or other fictional ... vest that clung to his white dress shirt. "How'd you ... holding him in just suddenly vanishing into the thin, cold Jersey ... been like this." "Does it matter anymore?" Mikey replied, giving him a...

A Lonely Avenue

...if not, they can kiss my white ass =D Summary: Willow Avenue. ...that faint image of a milky white face with two flames of ... were, originally and traditionally, no matter what Hollywood or other fictional ... vest that clung to his white dress shirt. "How'd you ... holding him in just suddenly vanishing into the thin, cold Jersey air... been like this." "Does it matter anymore?" Mikey replied, giving him ...

A Lonely Avenue

...if not, they can kiss my white ass =D Summary: Willow Avenue. ...that faint image of a milky white face with two flames of ... were, originally and traditionally, no matter what Hollywood or other fictional ... vest that clung to his white dress shirt. "How'd you ... holding him in just suddenly vanishing into the thin, cold Jersey air... been like this." "Does it matter anymore?" Mikey replied, giving him ...

A Lonely Avenue

...if not, they can kiss my white ass =D Summary: Willow Avenue. ...that faint image of a milky white face with two flames of ... were, originally and traditionally, no matter what Hollywood or other fictional ... vest that clung to his white dress shirt. "How'd you ... holding him in just suddenly vanishing into the thin, cold Jersey air... been like this." "Does it matter anymore?" Mikey replied, giving him ...