Young Adult Friction ~or~ Any Portkey In A Storm

...and shrugs into his leather jacket. He charms out all the lights save the small lamp on his desk, and still the tawny doesn't move. “Fine, sleep here if you want.” He bends down and slides his wastebasket to the side of his desk and just below where the owl's perched. “Please put it in there, yeah?” The tawny cracks open its other eye, stares him down, and hoots noncommittally. “I'm serious. ...

Blots from the Debauched Desk

23:36 Santa just left Jonesboro for Birmingham. Oddly enough, our stockings are stuffed... # 10:49 Merry Christmas to all who celebrate. The rest, Happy Bargainia Eve. A small goddess/saint, but one worth cultivating. # Please to be sweeping them into the wastebasket now Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter

...moan of approval as he swallowed, sliding the candy cane out of Paul and giving him a few last licks before leaning away. He licked his lips with a proud grin, tossing the candy cane into a nearby wastebasket. “M-Maybe I wasn’t done with that yet,” Paul pouted weakly, “’fore you started using it wrong and all.” John grinned as he stood up, kissing Paul’s forehead and cheeks lightly. “I’ll find...

Blots from the Debauched Desk

15:10 @ edonald Giftcards are great for hard-to-buy-for people, like my beanpole sons who have to try everything on so it fits. Or for my neices. # Please to be sweeping them into the wastebasket now Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter

Fic: Miss Elphaba (3/?)

... and brushed the crumbs into the palm of one hand, leaning over to deposit them in the wastebasket beside Elphie's bed, and then stood up, intending to finish eating in her own bed, where she... from Elphaba's grip, picking up the discarded biscuit from the floor and dropping it in the wastebasket, then excused herself to fetch more breakfast. Elphaba stretched and lay down with a yawn, folding her ...

White Knight, Knave of Hearts (Peter/Neal) NC-17 by Ursula

...and thrown across the room in a rage. He had picked it up, smoothed it, his hand stroking out the rumpled paper as though it was Neal's skin beneath his yearning hand. He had dropped it in the wastebasket. Later that night, El caught Peter going through the trash. She smiled that Mona Lisa smile, sad, knowing, and sweet. She handed him the card and said, "I thought you might want this." "El, I ...

happiness, wherever it comes from

Yesterday when classes finished and the teachers were all in the office, I had a snack. I was leaning over the wastebasket, having a piece of fruit when my friend Dilara looked at me and said, "I think you should always be eating oranges. Like, constantly. It really suits you." "Really?" "Yeah. Something about the way you eat oranges makes me want to eat oranges. It just seems right, the two of ...

RP log: Ohtori Choutarou and Yanagi Renji

... mouth. Lifting his head from where it had dropped onto Yanagi's shoulder with a sigh, Choutarou leaned over and grabbed a few tissues, cleaning them both up and dropping the soiled tissues into the wastebasket. He wrapped his arms around Yanagi's shoulders and kissed him gently, nuzzling close. That's when a call of "Ohtori-kun? Are you ready to go?" abruptly came from the other room. Choutarou...

Some With Arrows Some With Traps - part 2

... each drop. It was a beautiful release, it hurt terribly, but he knew that when it was over that he would feel much better. Stetler came out of the bathroom with a box of tissues and a wastebasket. He pulled the covers up around Horatio and put the tissues on the nightstand. He looked down upon the sweet man lying on the bed.   He ran his fingers through Horatio’s soft red hair. Horatio reached...

Blots from the Debauched Desk

...a fencepost. # 21:09 @ edonald There was only LotR and Potter. Srsly. At least on our budget. Resident Evil:Oded+Semi+booms+3 heroines=entertainment, not best SFF # 14:34 @ BrianKeene You write severed penises and it's just gross. I write severed penises and I'm a crazy radical man-hater. # Please to be sweeping them into the wastebasket now Automatically shipped by LoudTwitter