Check My Phone (and You Keep Calling)

Written by me, beta'd by exorcise  . Commission for Sweet Charity.

Pairing: Pete/Ashlee/Patrick
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Polyamoury (if you're not into that), canon!kidfic
Summary: “What do you think of her?” || “Who? Ashlee? She’s fine. And not addicted to anything, which is pleasant.”

( Honey is for bees, silly bear )

Uh, I doubt this, but do any of you watch/read Fruits Basket? I wrote a story for rotynd . It has crossdressing and declarative sentences and Yuki/Ritsu? Just, if you want to read it, I can email it to you. I'm not going to post it on LJ, and I'm pretty much not going to post anything on FanFiction.Net ever again. Therefore, I'm out of venues and not ( Read more... )

OH JESUS CHRIST.

MOTHER.

DO NOT SUDDENLY REMEMBER A BUDDY-BUDDY BUTCH CASSIDY AND THE SUNDANCE KID SPIN OFF AND LOOK IT UP ONLINE AND FIND FANFICTION AND THEN START READING THAT STUFF.

JUST. DON'T.

IT MAKES IT AWKWARD FOR ME WHEN YOUR REPORT YOUR ACTIVITIES TO ME EVERY FEW MINUTES.

(AT LEAST SHE DIDN'T FIND SLASH, GUYS, I TOTALLY KNEW THAT SHE'D FIND ( Read more... )

 
( We all agree that River POV should be a little hard on the reading comprehension, right? )

Title: Watch the Slow Swirl Spin
Words: ~18k
Fandom: Supernatural and Hard Core Logo crossover
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Walking in a straight line and you're back where you started.
                   This story is Billy (from HCL)/ Sam (from SPN). Mentions Sam/Dean, Sam/Jess, Billy/Sam/Jess
Warnings: Staggering amounts of cussing, gay sex, substance abuse ( Read more... )

Mal was usually really, really good at only thinking about what he needed to be thinking about.

But on a day like today, four days into a five-day hop across a third of the whole gorram ‘verse, when everything to be considered had been done to death and any unexpected trip-ups still couldn’t be expected yet, Mal doesn’t need to be thinking ( Read more... )

So, never mind on that last post. You haven't hit rock bottom in the slash world until you're a half hour late giving your cat antiboitics because you've just read a story written three years ago and HAVE TO write a companion piece. Worse yet if it's for a fandom you seldom read and have never written for.

So, without further self-pity, here is a ( Read more... )

Jessica Bishop was pretty, and she wore so much foundation to hide her zits that her face was whole shades lighter than her neck. Her eyelashes were solid and sticky, because she hadn’t gotten the hang of makeup yet, because it was eighth grade and she’d only been allowed for three months.

But she flittered them up at Amal as he licked his lips and ( Read more... )

She’s seen people in pretty bad places, over the years. That’s how it goes, if you sit behind the desk for very long. They come in from a day of traveling or visiting or partying, and they ask for a room, and you give it to them.

She’s seen some compromising things, and some blackmail material, and some stick-my-head-out-the-window-instead-of- ( Read more... )

He woke up a lot faster after that, and rubbed his eyes until the shadow gained resolution and he recognized Sammy, tummy sticking out petulantly with his chubby baby fat and standing way too close for personal comfort.

“Um. Good morning?” Sam hazarded.

Sammy chewed on his lower lip. “Can we… eat?”

“What?”

Dean stepped up next to Sammy ( Read more... )