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James pulled off the dusty road when Keith stood up in the back of the truck, tail and ears alert. He'd been riding the better part of the day in its bed, basking in the sun as the roads went from broad swathes of highway to two-lane, paved roads(more)
"Stop, stop," Shiro grunted as Lance straddled him, weight forward on his knees. He paused as Shiro's left hand pressed into his hip, and looked down at Shiro finally, eyebrow cocked.

"Yes...?" Lance said, trying to keep the impatience out of his voice.

"Sensitive," Shiro grunted, gaze(more)
"Are you okay, Gotou-san?" Masayoshi asked in that inquisitive, almost cheeky fashion as he leaned over Gotou. "You didn't hit your head, right?"

Gotou had not, in fact, hit his head - but he had had the wind knocked out of him and that was almost worse, tryin(more)
The television was the only source of light in the room. Lance closed the door quietly because Shiro was stretched out in the bed and he didn't want to disturb him, but Shiro lifted his head and raised himself up on one elbow, looking to the door for confirmation.(more)
In my mind, when I see myself, I'm a little girl, standing at the window, waiting to see headlights in the driveway. Heart racing, hands shaking, waiting. But the car never comes.

As a grown woman, I don't literally stand at the window, but my heart does. Even(more)
Shiro was a wolf again, unconscious, when Lance finally stopped the Jeep and hopped out, and he made to crawl into the back with him until Keith caught his arm and kept his feet on the ground. "Let me go," Lance said, through too-sharp teeth, and Keith said calmly,(more)
The best nights, James decided, were the ones they didn't spend in a cheap motel or sleeping piled on Shiro's couch.  
They were the warm spring nights where he stacked firewood and Keith hunted their dinner down, fresh and bloody, and they'd spend the twilight sitting beside the(more)
Masayoshi laid on his back on the futon shelf, phone held above his face as he scrolled his newsfeed. Gotou had been dozing on his bed when he arrived, and Masayoshi endeavored to put himself to bed as quietly at possible so as not to disturb him - although(more)
"Bored," Dazai said, his chin resting on his desk and attention fixed on nothing in particular. Atsushi leaned forward a little but didn't look his direction, instead staring diligently at the open laptop screen before him and at least attempting to be productive.
At another time, we'd be so impressed by a machine taking a man's job that even the man would shake his head and say, "Well, goddamn. Only in America."

What I do isn't poetry. It's engineering. But the receptionists and dispatchers that I replaced with a $12 pe(more)
"Stupid question," Shiro croaked out as the Jeep bounced along the unpaved road. Keith was sitting with his back to the coolers braced behind the driver's seat, using his body as a cushion for Shiro to rest against while his body fought to heal itself.
I’ll leave it blank for the sale of the children.  You can only charge so much before the inspector starts drilling down.  Next to the station, a woman drinks from a can.  

“Can we please just keep it down?”  I bounce my knee in disgust.  There is simply no w(more)
The soft creak of a floorboard woke Gotou. He lifted his head to peer at the other side of the bed, since Masayoshi wasn't pressed to his side. Masayoshi was sleeping almost face-down in the pillow, dead to the world.  
James was sitting across from Keith, chin in his hand as he watched the pedestrian traffic with a distant expression. Keith chewed on a french fry and watched James silently - he'd stopped talking a full minute prior because James was gone, and he didn't know why.
"You know," Matt said, swiping the bar idly with his rag, "if anyone else decided to fuck off for two weeks with no notice whatsoever they'd find themselves well acquainted with my foot in their ass."

"You know you love me," Shiro said lightly, carrying the ice bin.(more)