not think that it is able to write any more, but this challenge is great, there are a thousand possibilities, so last night I came up with this stuff, (I have a serious conversation with my imagination and work schedules. ...), so I leave here is to see if you like at least a little bit, it make me smile jsto that you you take the trouble to read ....
coments I have a million and reading to answer arrears have if I put the batteries, but I'm going to send a big kiss to Alucinada2 what a birthday yesterday, hope you had a wonderful day of celebration, in line with wonderful year 364 days left and you enjoyed a lot of your friends and your gifts. Kisses and hugs to
tod @ s, and many thanks.
Author: Iholan
Title: Weapons
Characters: Justin, Cody tiny reference. Place it wherever you want after the Pink Rose.
Summary: It is as cortito undeserving.
Rating: TP
Cowlip The characters belong to that we live in an unjust world in which they are not allowed to choose ....
Arms
Justin left the paper to one side, feeling a twinge of pity in it. The truth is that the news had caught him far less than it should, though posium never listen to those who told him, years ago, which will move away from him, that kid would end badly.
Debbie's words echoed years ago back in his head: "the hatred born of fear." Yes, he knew a lot of hate and fear. Most of those who crowded at that time knew that the Dinner. Damn hypocritical society.
Brian felt the arm placed between the back of the bench and shoulders, shortening the distance between the two intertwined almost casually between his fingers.
Yes, all they knew of hate, fear and pain. And the only weapon capable of fighting these three evils was the love. Justin
also knew a lot about love. Brian's voice brought him back to reality.
- What do you think? - Outline a smile at the curious expression of the publisher.
- That I am very lucky.
- Really?
- Yes, I have the world's most powerful weapon.
In the paper, a black and white photo of the former leader of the Pink Rose, "Young man with severe psychological suicide after killing his father "
Author: Iholan Justin left the paper to one side, feeling a twinge of pity in it. The truth is that the news had caught him far less than it should, though posium never listen to those who told him, years ago, which will move away from him, that kid would end badly.
Debbie's words echoed years ago back in his head: "the hatred born of fear." Yes, he knew a lot of hate and fear. Most of those who crowded at that time knew that the Dinner. Damn hypocritical society.
Brian felt the arm placed between the back of the bench and shoulders, shortening the distance between the two intertwined almost casually between his fingers.
Yes, all they knew of hate, fear and pain. And the only weapon capable of fighting these three evils was the love. Justin
also knew a lot about love. Brian's voice brought him back to reality.
- What do you think? - Outline a smile at the curious expression of the publisher.
- That I am very lucky.
- Really?
- Yes, I have the world's most powerful weapon.
In the paper, a black and white photo of the former leader of the Pink Rose, "Young man with severe psychological suicide after killing his father "
Title: Defining freedom
Characters: Justin / Leda, Brian
Summary: Justin and Leda have a conversation. Post 513, Justin lives in NY.
Rating: TP
characters Cowlip they feed, but I want more ...
Defining freedom.
- Come on, what happens?
Justin looked at the girl, not quite knowing where to start. He had three months in NY, three months in which Brian had hardly seen, though they spoke every day, three months of hard work to go home.
had been a surprise meeting with Leda few days ago and, although no one could say that they were friends, he felt comfortable talking to her. Perhaps you remember a. ..
- Brian, do you ?...¿ what you have done this time? - She had an infectious smile and his voice had the tone of those words would be censored in the mouths of Debbie and her friends. As a globetrotting lover independence era had learned to observe without judging.
- Well is that since the cancellation of the commitment I've been thinking about y. .. I love Brian and I know he to me, but ... When I decided to get married also decided that there would be anyone else, but after canceling the wedding will not talk about the subject. he keeps telling me I have to use the time to pass chemical, I have to go out and have fun ... and I also hope he stays locked up at home ...
- Are you worried that the Antichrist returns to his life of lust and debauchery? - The output of the girl made them laugh.
- No, that is the question. He says that's OK, I have to enjoy. But the other night call Babylon and told me I had only been a couple of times since the reopening. He has not walked the dark room, no one has seen anyone in these three months. You know what that means?
- What's going to break your ass the next time you see yourself?
- A part of that ...
- Have you ... me saying that you are concerned that Brian has not slept with anyone since you left? Is not that the dream of a steady partner?
- Of course I want to have Brian just for me ... But he does not. Brian is like you, free and independent. I like to go out there all night and having sex with people who will not see again ... And now just in Pittsburgh and I'm here ... I do not want to give up their way of being, I do not you feel compelled to stay home for me. You can not give up the freedom that has always enjoyed by me ...
Leda nodded, understanding.
- Okay, I understand ... Now, you're right, Brian loves his freedom almost as much as I have mine. So I can assure you that a person ceases to be free to love another. Freedom brings us get what we want, but also how to decide what you do not want. Not you what makes Brian decides to stay home or do not fuck the first thing that happens. Is not an issue of debentures or morality. it's just that Brian has freely decided that life is no longer interested, just as freely decided that lived with him or ask that you casaráis.
- Yeah, I guess Brian will never do anything that he does not want, but I would like to tell me ...
- What do you say what you do? Most couples believe that to make the relationship work, you have to be stronger than the other, there must be a dominant and a submissive, someone who demands and another that it holds. Brain has made you the best gift you can make another person: freedom to know, freedom to leave, freedom to grow and freedom to return to his side. Enjoy your gift, that's the best thanks. Justin
minutes still smiling after seeing Leda away on his motorcycle heading to another city to search for another adventure, perhaps to meet someone to share their freedom.
- Jutin?
- Thanks
- "Thanks for what?
- For being you. For loving me so much .- noticed the smile of her companion on the phone.
- You put it easier, Sunshine, very easy.
- Come on, what happens?
Justin looked at the girl, not quite knowing where to start. He had three months in NY, three months in which Brian had hardly seen, though they spoke every day, three months of hard work to go home.
had been a surprise meeting with Leda few days ago and, although no one could say that they were friends, he felt comfortable talking to her. Perhaps you remember a. ..
- Brian, do you ?...¿ what you have done this time? - She had an infectious smile and his voice had the tone of those words would be censored in the mouths of Debbie and her friends. As a globetrotting lover independence era had learned to observe without judging.
- Well is that since the cancellation of the commitment I've been thinking about y. .. I love Brian and I know he to me, but ... When I decided to get married also decided that there would be anyone else, but after canceling the wedding will not talk about the subject. he keeps telling me I have to use the time to pass chemical, I have to go out and have fun ... and I also hope he stays locked up at home ...
- Are you worried that the Antichrist returns to his life of lust and debauchery? - The output of the girl made them laugh.
- No, that is the question. He says that's OK, I have to enjoy. But the other night call Babylon and told me I had only been a couple of times since the reopening. He has not walked the dark room, no one has seen anyone in these three months. You know what that means?
- What's going to break your ass the next time you see yourself?
- A part of that ...
- Have you ... me saying that you are concerned that Brian has not slept with anyone since you left? Is not that the dream of a steady partner?
- Of course I want to have Brian just for me ... But he does not. Brian is like you, free and independent. I like to go out there all night and having sex with people who will not see again ... And now just in Pittsburgh and I'm here ... I do not want to give up their way of being, I do not you feel compelled to stay home for me. You can not give up the freedom that has always enjoyed by me ...
Leda nodded, understanding.
- Okay, I understand ... Now, you're right, Brian loves his freedom almost as much as I have mine. So I can assure you that a person ceases to be free to love another. Freedom brings us get what we want, but also how to decide what you do not want. Not you what makes Brian decides to stay home or do not fuck the first thing that happens. Is not an issue of debentures or morality. it's just that Brian has freely decided that life is no longer interested, just as freely decided that lived with him or ask that you casaráis.
- Yeah, I guess Brian will never do anything that he does not want, but I would like to tell me ...
- What do you say what you do? Most couples believe that to make the relationship work, you have to be stronger than the other, there must be a dominant and a submissive, someone who demands and another that it holds. Brain has made you the best gift you can make another person: freedom to know, freedom to leave, freedom to grow and freedom to return to his side. Enjoy your gift, that's the best thanks. Justin
minutes still smiling after seeing Leda away on his motorcycle heading to another city to search for another adventure, perhaps to meet someone to share their freedom.
- Jutin?
- Thanks
- "Thanks for what?
- For being you. For loving me so much .- noticed the smile of her companion on the phone.
- You put it easier, Sunshine, very easy.
Author: Iholan
Title: Family by surprise
Characters: Tucker / Brian
Summary: Tucker has just discovered something ...
Rating: TP 513
Post
Cowlip The characters are not mine ... amazing, right?
Family by surprise.
Sometimes the most obvious reality hits us by surprise.
That was how the young and independent Tucker discovered one morning when part of a large family by surprise and betrayal. Huerfano
still just a teenager, had traveled from one side to the country, riding on his Harley.
The day I met Jennifer knew it was time to settle and start a new life with him. It was not so blind as to not recognize love when he saw it.
knew that the woman had two sons, one was a student of hers, but that did not make him a father. Of course, I always respected. But a relationship with the mother. If the guys accepted it well and if not, too. Jen
collaborated actively in the events of the Association of Parents of Gays and Lesbians, and Tucker knew that to her, the boys of the Liberty Avenue were part of his family. But just go with her to such acts did not think that, perhaps, was becoming part of that family. Nor
Debbie hints and little jokes made him suspect anything, personalized invitations to every meal, dinner, party or social event of different family members gave no clue about it. Even
that Emett will accompany every two months to renew your wardrobe you noted that it was one of a clan.
No, those were the family of Justin, Jen and Molly. A group of people I felt comfortable but that had nothing to do with him.
not realized until that point had changed his life one year after beginning their relationship with the realtor.
had arrived punctual to his appointment at the Dinner. Brian had called the day before to meet and drink coffee.
quietly chatted about cars and motorcycles, which he rolled about teachers with their students and how silly it was Valentine's day, without understanding the looks of panic and nervousness of the boys and his girlfriend the day before, when I had told he had an appointment with the brown ...
- you can not go ...
- If you will not be worse ...
- Pretend you've had an accident ...
- Be an accident ...
had started talking all at once, interrupting each other to the confused look of Tucker. Finally we were leaving, saying goodbye with a "whatever happens, you do not let bully ", as he looked as if it were your last day alive and definitely were firing him.
The truth is I did not understand these reactions.'s publicist, although he had heard of him, I fell really good. It was a discreet person who did not get into anyone's life, someone who could maintain a quiet conversation, pleasant and inconsequential as they had at the moment ...
The question came in a tone so casual and relaxed about the late Professor seconds to assimilate.
- And tell me, Tuck, what are your plans about Jen?
Tucker looked surprised. It was a question that might be expected from Emett, Debbie, Justin even but do the simple, liberal Brian Kinney?
- Does it matter much?
- Uff, not the least true ... But you see, you throw your mother and I the child. And if the mother has, the child gets angry. And if not fuck Justin gets angry. And the sufferer then me. Which tells us that if you do damage to Jen, I'll be hurting me. So tell me, Daddy, what are your plans about Jen? - Brian smiled, as if explaining to a child po what two plus two equals four, in a calm and natural.
His eyes met those of Debbie, Emett and Daphne, who smiles and nods went nervous, shaking hands. And then I
realized: he had become a member of a large, diverse and family unity.
But the attitude was not nervous about Debbie and the boys who did understand, nor Brian's question, which gave him a look now curious and fun.
No, what made him realize that it was actually surprised himself wondering what the argument was a publicist logic.
He weighed his options: start your Harley and driving without a break until the border with Mexico, changing identity and flee to a convent, order another coffee and caffeine-based suicide and lemon bars .. He smiled
open to the group, ask if a ring and an engagement party would be a good way to become an official member of the family of the Liberty Avenue
Sometimes the most obvious reality hits us by surprise.
That was how the young and independent Tucker discovered one morning when part of a large family by surprise and betrayal. Huerfano
still just a teenager, had traveled from one side to the country, riding on his Harley.
The day I met Jennifer knew it was time to settle and start a new life with him. It was not so blind as to not recognize love when he saw it.
knew that the woman had two sons, one was a student of hers, but that did not make him a father. Of course, I always respected. But a relationship with the mother. If the guys accepted it well and if not, too. Jen
collaborated actively in the events of the Association of Parents of Gays and Lesbians, and Tucker knew that to her, the boys of the Liberty Avenue were part of his family. But just go with her to such acts did not think that, perhaps, was becoming part of that family. Nor
Debbie hints and little jokes made him suspect anything, personalized invitations to every meal, dinner, party or social event of different family members gave no clue about it. Even
that Emett will accompany every two months to renew your wardrobe you noted that it was one of a clan.
No, those were the family of Justin, Jen and Molly. A group of people I felt comfortable but that had nothing to do with him.
not realized until that point had changed his life one year after beginning their relationship with the realtor.
had arrived punctual to his appointment at the Dinner. Brian had called the day before to meet and drink coffee.
quietly chatted about cars and motorcycles, which he rolled about teachers with their students and how silly it was Valentine's day, without understanding the looks of panic and nervousness of the boys and his girlfriend the day before, when I had told he had an appointment with the brown ...
- you can not go ...
- If you will not be worse ...
- Pretend you've had an accident ...
- Be an accident ...
had started talking all at once, interrupting each other to the confused look of Tucker. Finally we were leaving, saying goodbye with a "whatever happens, you do not let bully ", as he looked as if it were your last day alive and definitely were firing him.
The truth is I did not understand these reactions.'s publicist, although he had heard of him, I fell really good. It was a discreet person who did not get into anyone's life, someone who could maintain a quiet conversation, pleasant and inconsequential as they had at the moment ...
The question came in a tone so casual and relaxed about the late Professor seconds to assimilate.
- And tell me, Tuck, what are your plans about Jen?
Tucker looked surprised. It was a question that might be expected from Emett, Debbie, Justin even but do the simple, liberal Brian Kinney?
- Does it matter much?
- Uff, not the least true ... But you see, you throw your mother and I the child. And if the mother has, the child gets angry. And if not fuck Justin gets angry. And the sufferer then me. Which tells us that if you do damage to Jen, I'll be hurting me. So tell me, Daddy, what are your plans about Jen? - Brian smiled, as if explaining to a child po what two plus two equals four, in a calm and natural.
His eyes met those of Debbie, Emett and Daphne, who smiles and nods went nervous, shaking hands. And then I
realized: he had become a member of a large, diverse and family unity.
But the attitude was not nervous about Debbie and the boys who did understand, nor Brian's question, which gave him a look now curious and fun.
No, what made him realize that it was actually surprised himself wondering what the argument was a publicist logic.
He weighed his options: start your Harley and driving without a break until the border with Mexico, changing identity and flee to a convent, order another coffee and caffeine-based suicide and lemon bars .. He smiled
open to the group, ask if a ring and an engagement party would be a good way to become an official member of the family of the Liberty Avenue
Author: Iholan
Title: Rage
Characters: Chris Hobbs / Brian, Justin
Rating: NC -17, I think ... there is some violence, very mild, and the language ... but wanted to give Brian the chance ... Post 513
Cowlip characters are, which is a shame that Brian and Justin with me enjoy it more and Hobbs would regret having born ... did not know what to title ... sorry! Rage
Brian walked through the city and the dark, delaying the time to go home, trying not to think.
Brian was not one who was tormented by his past, at least not anymore. But few days before his birthday. And like every year around this time, despite the elapsed time, also became memories and nightmares.
Not that I did not have bad dreams the rest of the year, but in those days intensified.
He saw himself, grinning like never before done. Justin was dancing in his arms, laughing happily. The bulbs are lit, gleamed golden in the beautiful blonde hair, the sound of their laughter ringing loudly.
Suddenly darkness engulfed, giving way to white light artificial and harmful. Justin was lying on the floor at his feet, motionless. El silencio golpeaba sus oidos, sintiendo la sangre roja y caliente en sus manos. El suelo, sus ropas, el rostro de Justin, todo era un mar de sangre espesa. Quería gritar, pero nadie le oia...
Entonces se despertaba, sudando y con la respiración agitada, sintiendo que se ahogaba mientras algunas lágrimas rebeldes surcaban su rostro. Se calmaba poco a poco, comprobando que Justin dormia a su lado, que estaba a salvo.
Por suspuesto, Justin se daba cuenta de que algo pasaba, notaba su aspecto cansado por las mañanas, la coincidencia del aumento de las pesadillas con la cercanía de su cumpleaños y, por tanto, con el aniversario de la agresión de Cris Hobbs, pero Brian esquivaba las preguntas, ignorando el gesto the artist concerned.
was stopped at the sign announcing the next "Great Exposition of Jutin Taylor", thinking it was time to go home. He heard steps behind him, feeling that his blood froze to recognize your voice.
- Have you seen what they put there? ... I can not believe ...
- Justin Taylor? Did you know?
- Yes, went to my school ... is a fucking fag, and flaunt it. But I gave him his due, yes sir, the night of graduation, haha ...
went long. He turned, recognizing the blond that point had been about to kill Justin, kill them both in fact, years ago, felt the urgent need to be home Justin hugging, making sure what was right.
He turned and started walking, Hobbs's words echoing in his head, feeling a fury unknown until run through his veins ...
He retraced his steps, not knowing what he was doing. He spotted a Hobbs
passing by an alley, and without his friend. Toured the meters that separated them in just a few strides, throwing the blond in the barely lit alley, which crashed into the wall. The fear on the younger voice caused a smile of rejection.
- Relax, dude ... take what you want but I do not do anything.
- You do not have anything I might want .- Brian's voice sounded cold, metallic, as he approached the boy, leaving a few inches of him. The blond looked at him confused before recognizing him. Then he turned pale.
- You ... you're ... what ... do you want?
- see, I could not help hearing your conversation ... but I think I missed some details ... you told your friend that you're just miserable and will only attack from behind? "A disgusting coward who wets his pants when his followers not to protect you? - The boy had been shrinking more about himself as he spoke, like a frightened rat, and appeared to faint.
already ... I told him I was not ...- Brian could not help but smile at the pathetic creature babbling nonsense words, feeling his anger slowly faded. Prepared to leave .- And, he asked for it ... Justin ...
Brian had turned to go, but those words made him stop suddenly, clenching his fists tightly. The name of his companion's lips Hobbs was the worst of insults.
turned, reaching Hobbs punch in the face, derribandole.Lo rose again, hitting him with fury, he fell on a container, knocking him down in their path.
He knelt beside him, gripping him by the collar, the raised fist to download a new hit, listening to him whine.
- No, Please, for, as siennto ..
lowered his fist, lifting the chest.
_ Listen, slag, Justin was very generous letting you live. But if I ever see you, if you approach him, if he sees you even if by chance, if reappointed, I swear you will not have much luck with me. Is that clear? Hobbs
nodded, her face become a mask of panic, trembling uncontrollably. He remained on the floor, lying among the rubble for a long time after Brian was gone.
- Hey, where have you been? Began to worry ...- embraced the blonde with force, devouring his lips with a passionate kiss, swallowing his words and grateful to be back at home.
- Justin ...- I need a shower I look uncertainly
- You know, I think we should look at what your nightmares, I do not know maybe you would help ...
- The only thing that helps me is knowing that you're here, you'll always be here ... and I think from now on, I'll sleep much better ... Justin
smiled back, uncomprehending.
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