[Cowritten with absit_omens. Part of the "Broken Sunday" verse.]

Everything I've held has hit the wall
What used to be yours
Isn't yours at all
Falling apart, and all that I'm asking
Is it a crime, am I overreacting?"No... no... I can't be. It's not possible." Panting heavily, out of breath and sweating from her half-mile run to Don's apartment from the ( Read more... )

[vivo_a_fortiori used by request from her mun. This one you can yell at me for.]“You know, you’re never going to get anywhere if you just keep staring at it ( Read more... )

[vivo_per_ardua use with permission from her mun who made a request for Flack/Anna. Set in their verse, somewhere in the middle.]

“The trouble with trouble is that it usually starts out like fun.”

They were going to get in so much trouble.

Though he supposed that that was the point of this: the thrill of possibly getting caught. He was somewhat surprised ( Read more... )

[vivo_per_ardua used with permission. Set in their verse.]“Prepare to have your ass kicked,” Anna said with a smirk as she leaned on her pool cue slightly. Flack just glanced up at her with a quick grin, before continuing to rack the balls ( Read more... )

( “Nothing is worth doing unless the consequences may be serious.” -George Bernard Shaw )