She looks up from her book and smiles when she sees him approaching. There isn't alot of space on the bench, but she scoots around so that he can get in next to her, and now they are kind of squished, four people on this one bench, but at least he fit.

You're extremely late.
Not really.
I'm a fossil now.
*Laughter*

He hasn't been this close to her in some time, years in fact, and when their arms brush she inches away slightly. It's not a conscious movement. She was just never really the "touchy feely" type. He smiles at the memory.

What's so funny?
Oh nothing.
You sure?
Yea, I am.

This isn't a chance meeting. He's just collecting something he needs that she so graciously offered to lend him. It's a step forward, he thinks, considering how things were before. It's always tough rebuilding a friendship after a particularly gruesome break up. Or most any break up for that matter. This one was particularly gruesome. Not to mention all his fault.
He's collected his item and they just sit there. The lady next to her moves, so she takes this opportunity to put some more space between them. Nothing personal. She just likes her space. They talk about work and the weather and surface topics like that. He compliments her on her outfit, she compliments him on his shoes. The conversation is light and easy. There is no snapping, no name calling, no cynicism, sarcasm or facetiousness. It's actually quite nice, and he begins to think that it's too bad they actually have to get up and go to their separate work places.

She is observing the homeless man who is begging for money or food or drugs or alcohol or all of the above, and commenting on the state of the world and the inhumanity of it all. And he takes this time to look at her like he hasn't been able to in a while. Not alot has changed about her. She smiles less these days, but everything else is pretty much the same. There are wrinkles on her forehead where she squints when the sun hits her face. A rogue eyelash has fallen and now rests on her cheek. He wants to take it off, but doesn't. He wants to pull a piece of lint off her pants, but doesn't. He thinks he should go.

I guess I should get to work now.
I guess so.
*beat*
You smell the same.
As what? As ever?
Yea.
*beat*
Oh. Is that good?
Yea. Very good.

And he wants to press his face into her skin to take the scent with him, but he can't. So he doesn't. But it's amazing how one very light scent brought back years and years of memories in a sweeping rush that cascaded through his head and made his throat tight.

See you around then.
Yea.
Thanks again.
No problem.
Bye darling.
I'm not 'darling'.

There it was. That reminder. Yes, this was nice, great conversation and all that, but don't get carried away now.

Sorry. Bye.
Bye.

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Title: Death And The Lady
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Owen/Martha
Prompt: 075. Shade
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1630
Summary: Angsty PWP. In a few hours, Martha will return to London, and it’s best that way.
Author’s Notes: Because sooner or later it was going to come into existence. Spoilers for 2x08; set somewhere around that time period.

Title: Sometimes All You Need Is A Little Flirtation
Rating: PG-13
Author: Moi, blackeyedwicca
Pairing: Pierre/David, David/Frank/Gerard, David/Frank, David/Gerard and Frank/Gerard
Summary: It’s Warped tour and when Pierre’s girlfriend arrives to spend some time with him David starts to feel really left out. When Frank and Gerard take an interest in the bassist, well, Pierre might just have to reconsider what exactly David means to him. But is David still going to want Pierre when he’s got Frank and Gerard instead?
Chapter: 9/15
Beta: The lovely theghostofher
Disclaimer: Sadly, it isn’t true. But god, wouldn’t it be a perfect world if it was? The slash, the love… *sighs dreamily*
A/N: I had a crappy day at work today and I hurt like a bitch - for a reason I am yet to find - luckily, reading all the comments left on my fics today made me all happy. So to everyone who commented. Thank you so very much! *hugs*

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Old staircase in the Amstelkring museum
Picture courtesy of Alexander Kunz

"One bitter time of mourning, I remember, when day, and night, my sad heart did complain, my life, I said, was one cold, bleak December, and all its pleasures, were but whited pain."

Blind Snow - Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Staircase

by

Nick Carlton

The staircase of my life is old and creaky,
Well worn and battered every step, rife with
Splinters sharp and prickled waiting for the
Tender tread of naked feet...

It's convoluted and complex, darkness lurks
At every turn and not one step is like another,
No architectural marvel to behold only dull
Veneer that mocks the untrained eye...

Many have climbed up to the landing only
To discover that the fleeting bit of light
Which drew them there was just a brief
Reflection from someone elses open door...

So with disappointed looks upon their
Faces they turn around and plod back down,
Muttering to themselves that it was just
A cheap magician's trick and nothing more...

While the staircase sits in sorrow, having
Tried so hard to be everything that every
Body wanted all at once, strong and sturdy,
Kind and sensitive, stable and secure...

While people dragged sharp edged objects up
And down the risers leaving deep and rutted
Gouges in the wood, the staircase still stood
Bravely, a bruised yet determined testament...

There'd been a few hopeful glimmers of redemption
While the staircase stood there year after year in
Stolid resolution, hoping upon hope that the next
One who grasped its banister was extra light of step...

That they would see the fragile cracks beneath its
Superficiality and take extra care with where they
Placed each foot, while the staircase tried its best
Not to bend or buckle beneath the added weight...

They became accepting of the soft security
The stairs provided for a while and even grew
To love its endearing affectations, but sometimes
Even splinters do break through pretense...

Its rough hewn edges soon became a painful nuisance
Though the staircase did its best to compromise,
The damage done before could not be hidden quite
As well and its glaring faults began to aggravate...

The twisted turns which before had made it unique
And nonpareil now stood out in stark relief, more
Like an inconvenient botheration than an unexampled
Singularity of symmetry and form...

It did its best to conceal each new fracture,
Apologizing for the damage, asking forgiveness
For a lifetime of uncompassionate abuse and
Mismanagement, but no one likes imperfection...

Though picturesque the staircase was and charming
In its peculiarity, eventually the blemishes are
Revealed, quaint becomes peculiar, unconventional,
Macabre, and no amount of varnish can disguise...

And so the staircase sits, odd angled and alone
Blaming everyone yet no one for its fate, the
Risers now are brittle and in dreadful disrepair
Yet oddly no one seems to even notice them at all...

Though tears have stained the wood and warped each
Banister, perfection never was its strongest point,
Perseverance not withstanding it will bear the mark
Of each new scar and cover it with equanimity...

So many feet have trodden, so many squeaks and groans
It has poured forth and yet, it stands with twisted
Risers steady under ambiguous and hazy shades of grey,
The staircase of my life will soldier on...

Beneath the pressing weight of insurmountable sadness
And fatigue it will beckon ever hopeful, even when
Its carefully constructed layers have been stripped
Bare, the staircase of my life will still remain...

 

Title: of the night
Fandom: Persona 3
Characters: Aigis, Minato Arisato
Prompt: middles (002)
Word Count: 500
Rating: G

( middles )

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Title: And If the Sun Comes Up (3/?)
Author: lunakits/droopingviolets
Pairing: Frank/Gerard [Mikey/Ray, Brendon/Bob, Ryan/Zacky]
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd
Summary: "'You have to understand, Frank, I need you. I can't explain any better than that."'
Disclaimer: Fiction, I own nothing.
Author Notes: It's kind of this big, gay, vampire, late 19th century/early 20th century fic.
Beta: music_as_life thanks!
Warnings: Mild drama.
Dedications: blackeyedwicca. This is yours.

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Title: And If the Sun Comes Up (3/?)
Author: lunakits/droopingviolets
Pairing: Frank/Gerard [Mikey/Ray, Brendon/Bob, Ryan/Zacky]
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd
Summary: "'You have to understand, Frank, I need you. I can't explain any better than that."'
Disclaimer: Fiction, I own nothing.
Author Notes: It's kind of this big, gay, vampire, late 19th century/early 20th century fic.
Beta: music_as_life thanks!
Warnings: Mild drama.
Dedications: blackeyedwicca. This is yours.

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Three

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This story, well, its a little odd. I don't know how to describe this. Just, read it.

Part One
Part Two

Title: of emotion
Fandom: Persona 3
Characters: Aigis, Minato Arisato
Prompt: beginnings (001)
Word Count: 150
Rating: G

( beginnings )

Title: Just A Coke Please
Fandom: Teen Titans
Characters: Raven, Robin, Starfire, Beast Boy, Cyborg
Prompt: 060 Drink
Word Count: 522
Rating: Uh PG for mentions of drinking?
Summary: Raven reflects on her decision not to drink at a city function.
Author's Notes: Just a short little fic with some humor and Raven-intimidation. And a passing mention of R/S (if you sqiunt) :) Enjoy! And let me know what you think!
Link: http://lenorenevemore.livejournal.com/2362.html#cutid1

Title: Jack of All Trades
Fandom: Teen Titans
Characters: Raven, Beast Boy
Prompt: 071 Broken
Word Count: 483
Rating: PG for a little swearing.
Summary: Raven may be the team healer but if you do something dumb, expect a reprimand - of sorts.
Author's Notes: LIttle swearing but nothing else. Oh a hint of BB/R. Let me know what you think :)
Link: http://lenorenevemore.livejournal.com/2362.html#cutid2

Title: Carryout at The 7th Street Grill
Author: impalababe AKA Michelle
Pairing: Pierre/David
Chapter: Standalone
Rating: PG-13, for some language
Summary: A/U. Pierre is a customer at the restaurant where David serves. David is interested. See what happens.
A/N: This is my first post on S_TP and I'm very excited about it. That being said, any constructive criticism, feedback, reviews, or suggestions are always welcome.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys in the story, nor is the story true. This is a work of fiction.

( May I take your carryout order? )

Title: Second Chances
Fandom: The X-Files
Characters: John Doggett/Monica Reyes
Prompt: #100 - Writer's Choice
Word Count: Various
Rating: PG
Summary: John Doggett takes advantage of a second chance
Author's Notes: Written in 2002, reworked in 2008 for fanfic100

 

Title: Lights, Camera, Action! [1/?]
Author: my_life_myway33
Pairing: Gerard Way/Mikey Way {this will change with pretty much every chapter}
Rating: NC-17
POV: 3rd
Disclaimer: Fake, totally made out of the depths of my disgusting mind. I don't own, don't know.
Warnings: This story will involve sex, vividly written sex.
Author Notes: This story will also be posted on Mibba and requests will be coming from there. So bare with me. This chapter is dedicated to ticklemepanic

Summary: Frank always had a dream, he was just afraid to go after it. But one day, with one game, and a joking suggestion from one of his band mates, he decides to take the plunge and starts his own gay porn business.

Only to start a porn business you have to have actors. Or in Frank's case, many, many band members who are more than willing to be in his stupid little movies. Frank's got a lot of charm; he can rope anybody into doing what he wants.

So with a video camera, a moving porn set, and a list of names, Frank sets out to fulfill his dreams while on tour.


Prologue

Title: I Want To Tie You Up
Author: Claire, supagrl_123
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/William Beckett
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Gabe is sick of William brushing off his attempts at flirting so he takes drastic action. Based on this picture by monimi101. Smut as required :].

(I Want To Tie You Up)