Slipping the fishnet fingerless gloves up her arm, Delirium hummed happily as she slid into comfortable and familiar clothes. The dress was sweet, pink but the rest of it was her. The fishnets, the boots stolen from a fallen angel and her family's silver sigils hanging around her hips rather than her neck tied to a rather colourful belt. She was ( Read more... )

So he's working in the in the Psychology Office now, and he really does love it. He's closer to twenty than he is to nineteen (Jesus Christ) and he's been with Edmund so long that he can't imagine his life without him. He spends a lot of time with Mack and Flo. He's actually starting to feel like a real grown-up, instead of just thinking that he ( Read more... )

Waking up was surreal. It was too quiet, too still, even with the chirping quetzals in the aviary outside her window and the general noise and bustle of the natural world outside. It was almost as quiet as it had been the night before, after the party, when Rachel had arrived home to an empty hut. At the time, it was easy enough to write it off - ( Read more... )

With the school term nearly out, Castle no longer spent most of his free time writing, grading, or planning lessons. When he wasn't occupied with that or his personal life, he roamed the island as a vagabond of literature might in exploration of dinosaurs (Crichton, eat your heart out), plants, and spying on the occasional fictional character's ( Read more... )

Dodge was fucked up. Fucked. Up. He'd made a huge mistake and he knew it ( Read more... )