Steve never actually thought he'd enjoy fishing as a pastime ( Read more... )

Danny is fairly sure that even though he put Kate in holding for destruction of property a couple weeks ago, he should be allowed one free pass -- just the one. He's been looking for clothes in order to replace the ones of Steve's that didn't make it through the fire (that Danny set) and for the most part he's picking out the things Steve likes and ( Read more... )

One week ago, Harry and Ron had met Tony Stark and had come to an agreement ( Read more... )

“So basically, I think what I’m asking is, is there something, y’know, wrong with me?” Ray asked in a loud whisper, shrugging a shoulder as he pressed his back up against the tree trunk. “In your opinion.”

Not that Fraser’s opinion when it came to matters of the heart was particularly normal itself.

“Because-and this is scary, Benny. I mean, it doesn ( Read more... )

As if it wasn't bad enough that Snape was here, surrounded by terrible people and terrible roommates and terrible reminders of all that he'd left behind ( Read more... )

Once Bill had discovered people had woken up with powers they'd not had yesterday, he'd not been able to help the surge of excitement as he dug out his wand - it had been so long, he'd long since stopped carrying it. When it proved to still be in effect a rather useless, albeit nice-looking, piece of wood, he'd shoved it back in its place in ( Read more... )

Normally, Danny doesn't willingly go into the water.

There's riptide and there's the fear of drowning and there are sharks (Jaws left a very heavy imprint in Danny's mind when he was a kid and that's not something you get away from so easily). He knows all those things, but when Danny wakes up that morning and destroys a hefty amount of property ( Read more... )

It's probably not totally professional of him. In fact, it's not. Professional. Still. What Charlie's got is tonnes and tonnes of experience of being sent to psychiatrists and what he knows is this: that, sometimes, you can talk and talk and still, people just aren't listening. And, when you're a kid, there's nothing worse. Charlie might be ( Read more... )

Sand, is the first thing he realizes. Consciousness has been slow in coming, like so very many mornings-after, where he’d drank just enough to keep up but not enough to get careless. He doesn’t remember drinking, but he feels like he has been. Must have been, if what his fingertips and cheek are telling him is true, that he’s laying on sand. He can ( Read more... )

It hasn't actually been that long since the last proper party on the island, but Chris can't help but feel like it's been fuckin' ages or something, what with all that's happened between then and now. If he's honest about it, they've probably got more to mourn than to celebrate, what with how the island's fucked with all of their lives lately, ( Read more... )