Sookie's Christmas was the first she's ever spent alone. It's hard, missing the people she left back in Bon Temps (Lord help her, she misses Bill; heartbreak can't seem to erase what she feels for him. Felt for him. Oh, fine, it's the first ( Read more... )

There is precious little to occupy Corwin’s time in a place such as this. No family crises to deal with, no wars, hell not even a decent barfight. It was the worst kind of place for him to be-all peace and no excitement. For a soldier, that spelled complacency, and complacency was equivalent to death. Always alert, even if it was unnecessary. ( Read more... )

It was a bit of a mess: Things arranged next to piles of Stuff, This right across the way from That, and one figure roaming through it all, apparently content with the hodgepodge and disorder ( Read more... )

Good afternoon, Taxon. For those who are paying attention to the tablets, there is a visual of a sleeping Dean, passed the hell out in his bed in a one Castle Summers. On his days off, Dean has a tendency to sleep until noon, if he can (sometimes he's interrupted by nightmares) and it seems today is one of those days where yes, it's noon and he ( Read more... )

He's been feeling different in the morning-limbs looser, the wadded ball of whatever it is in his chest less noticeable. A dozen minor aches greet him when he wakes, forgotten muscles whimpering in protest. He credits the swimming. He likes it, too, the sensation of weightlessness and the solidity the world takes on after he pulls himself from the ( Read more... )

The sound of a shower going and a slightly foggy video is all that can be made out at first, when the tablet spontaneously turns itself on. When the shower turns off, a blurred male figure walks out of the bathroom, allowing the steamy air out and the tablet to defog. After a minute, Eric walks back in with a white towel around his waist while ( Read more... )

Michael sat on his kitchen counter, tablet in his lap expanded to its biggest laptop form.  He was pretty sure he'd worked out most of the kinks in the gadget -- well, more or less -- except for the crucial matters of breaking it, sabotaging it or trying to get it to stay off for long periods of time.  How was it even powered?  Taxon (he was ( Read more... )

Sookie's sitting on her couch, staring down at her hands. Bill's ring's still on her fourth finger, all bright and shiny and beautiful and just... worthless now, reminding her of what she's never going to get. He lied to her, manipulated her. He made her love him, and none of it was real. Not a damn thing ( Read more... )

Eric is pacing the length of his room, completely naked and completely unaware he's being recorded ( Read more... )

It was business as usual after the whole Dallas shenanigans the day prior, and Eric sat in his office at Fangtasia going over bills and filling out the necessary paperwork to keep the bar running properly. After all, bars couldn’t manage themselves and this way he could keep focused on important matters instead of wasting time mourning his maker ( Read more... )