Featherlight kisses dance across my skin, sweet breath ghosting in their wake. I smile and sigh his name. In my series of too vivid dreams, this one has to be by far my favourite one. "Wake up, sleepyhead." The words are softly whispered into my ear before his lips find my temple, my forehead, my … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (11)
The loud clunk stops my heart. I carefully put my backpack down on the desk chair and bend to pick up my phone. Please, don't be... but of course, it is. A thin spiderweb of cracks runs across the screen, starting from the corner where it hit first and fanning outward. I run a finger … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (9)
In case you are wondering: No, the irony is not lost on me that I got a tattoo on my lower abdomen only months before a knife found its way into Rashid's, almost taking his life. My tattoo is on my right side, while his scar is on his left. While mine celebrates the lives … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (8)
~ 31 December ~ Rafa's loft used to be an office space before he bought it two years ago. He kept the employee's restroom, which is really convenient when there are a lot of people and a lot of drinking going on, like tonight. Of course, Rafa gave the whole room a makeover and his … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (6)
~ 8 January ~ I try to sneak into my apartment as quiet as a mouse so I don't alert my watchful guard cat and cause a ruckus when I return home after spending all of Sunday at Josie's. Maybe the mouse part was the mistake, or maybe I underestimated my cat's abilities, but the … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (5)
~ 31 December ~ I stare up at the night sky. Here in the Marigny, so close to the heart of New Orleans, it is more glow than darkness, a restless wash of violet and grey that never quite turns black. Streetlamps and neon signs spill upward, drowning most of the stars. I can't see … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (4)
An annoying buzzing sound disrupts a dream that evaporates the moment my brain achieves something resembling a cognitive state. With a low grunt, I fumble for the twitching thing on my nightstand and catch it just before it can tumble off to its certain death over the edge. "Yes?" I answer the phone, and my … Continue reading September 23 – Still (5)
So, all of this – Thanksgiving at Josie's, our first ILYs, the Dupree stamp of approval after some initial hesitation – all of it occurred almost a year before the "Sam-cident". The term – you probably guessed correctly – was Soso's suggestion. In case you're wondering: as I'm writing this, Soso is a bratty teenager … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (3)
"Louis! Louis? Lou?!" Lestat's voice boomed through the house on Rue Royale. He tried again when there was no reply. Still nothing. Where was he? Quite out of the ordinary, Lestat had awoken alone in Louis' coffin that evening. They spent most of their days there, enjoying the proximity of the other, needing the reassurance … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 11)
The morning sun tickles my nostrils and makes me sneeze. Before I open my eyes, I realise how cold and empty my bed is. It was noticeably more crowded when I last closed my eyes. Which had been a few hours after Rashid and I made each other "feel nice". I smile into my pillow. … Continue reading First Times – Madeleines & Healing (2)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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