“No, Gabriel, we need to talk ( Read more... )

Sylar didn’t like what it was that he was going to do, it gave him an awful taste in his mouth, but he was slowly losing hope that he alone could fix it, and he didn’t know where else to turn. Finding Peter had been easy enough. He had just asked Molly, and he knew that she knew that he only requested things from her when they were important. She’d ( Read more... )

( 50 words - One sentence each. )

“You know, it doesn’t matter how many times I’ve seen this clip during school and all that, it’s still sort of awesome that we’re here now, viewing it as it happens,” Gabriel told Peter, a beaming smile on his face as the two of them crowded around the small television ( Read more... )

”We’re just friends.”

“He’s my business partner.”

“We’re brothers.”

( The only thing that Gabriel disliked about going to the past was having to lie... )

2. Irreplaceable It had been a week since Gabriel had woken up with a ring on his finger, and he had yet to actually talk to Peter about it. When he’d come down the first morning, still wearing it, he’d seen the smug smile on the others face, but he hadn’t made any comment on the matter, and unable to form a sentence, he didn’t ask either. They ( Read more... )

I need a man // To make me moan // To make me bad // I need a man // To drive me slow // To drive me mad - [Maniac - PJ Harvey]Gabriel whined softly as he tugged at the restraints around his wrists, trying to free himself from the handcuffs that kept his hands above his head and locked to the headboard of the bed. He’d had a fight with Peter, well ( Read more... )

The air was still thick with heat despite it being close to midnight, but to Gabriel, that didn’t matter. Of course he was hot, with the outfit he was wearing it was impossible not to be, and he wondered just how insufferable it would be the next day, but deep down, he knew that it was worth it.

( It was the summer of 1493 )

Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are. -Kurt Cobain

“Hello?”

“Hello, Gabriel? It’s Chandra Suresh.”

( Crash. )

It had been weeks since he had last set foot in the house, but it was still heartbreaking to do so. The plants, the majority of them had died, and he wrinkled his nose at the amount of dust that had settled on the normally highly polished wood. He was the one who always took care of it after all, and since he’d been gone, it hadn’t been taken care ( Read more... )