Title: Stain
Length: ~300 words
Rating: Only just barely PG-13?
Warnings: Unbeta'd, Unabashed idiocy on my part
Summary: Esca brings a pomegranate to school every day for lunch, and boy does Marcus notice.
A/N: Sooo...... :P I had to go to my uncle's today for dinner and the ride over was terribly boring, so this happened. I wrote the whole thing on my ( Read more... )

Title: This City is for Strangers
Length: ~1000 words
Rating: PG-13 (Barely)
Warnings: Cussing, Excessive mooning, Unbeta'd, Written at 1:00 AM, Unabashedly UN-serious
Summary: Marcus decides the only way he could possibly profess his love to Esca is through song Modern AU
A/N: Soooooo...... I had fun writing this even though it is.... this. :P This is ( Read more... )

( His look burns deep inside, setting fire to a place Esca never knew existed and suddenly it has spread throughout his veins. )

Title: Howl
Length: ~570 words
Rating: PG
Warnings: None
Summary: Esca unknowingly answers the primal midnight call that thrums through his veins on a moonless night and he later goes home with a strange man he finds only to discover there's serious consequences the morning after.
A/N: I've had this idea for quite some time and since I wasn't really ( Read more... )

Title: Soul Meets Body

Length: ~5800 words (For SRSLY?!?!?! Wow. O.o So proud of myseeelf.)

Rating: PG-13 ish me thinks

Warnings: Uh..... Slash? Smidgens of drunk and disorderly, Profanities. ^^

Summary: Marcus has never had a very high opinion of tattoos, but when he accompanies Cottia to her appointments with an underground famous artist named Esca ( Read more... )

Esca guesses that he had always had the Sight- surely it must be something you’re born with, not something you develop- but he really hadn’t noticed that it made him different in any way until he was four. He had thought that everyone must have their own little friends who both helped with chores and got them into trouble from time to time. He had ( Read more... )

“You cannot run away from weakness; you must sometime fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where to stand?” - Robert Louis Stevenson

Esca stretched, the muscles in his legs slowly and deliberately, warming up for his run while simultaneously watching the football team run drills on the field in the center of the running track ( Read more... )

Marcus pulls into the nearly empty parking lot and kills the ignition, the cold outside immediately beginning to permeate the artificially dry heat of the car. Without the throaty wheeze of his engine, the area is eerily quiet and it sets him on edge, jumping at the slightest sound.  He stares out the window at the dense, damp woods that surround ( Read more... )

Over the course of the few months that they had known each other, Esca had come to think of Marcus as the equivalent of an over-sized puppy. Maybe that was putting things a little too simply, but it was hard not to draw the parallels. His dopey grin, his lopsided gait, the way he secretly liked to have his belly scratched, it was all too much. ( Read more... )