Frank has everything. He's good looking, rich and by becoming a well known photographer he's living his childhood dream. But is he really the arrogant prick the media says he is? Gerard doesn't really like the way his life turned out to be. He wanted to be an artist, but his career failed miserably and now he has to...
It's the lake in November, and the move closer to the ocean, and Gerard's fixation, and Gerard's compulsions like tidal waves dragging him down, and Mikey's more distant than ever: like they're drifting out into the middle of the ocean, whereas Gerard's just stuck there: water turning to quicksand around him, drowning...
“Love is a psychological and physiological phenomenon, made of synapses and hormones, endorphins and dopamine receptors, pheromones, experiences, commonalities, mutual attraction. Not the muscle of the heart. Inexact metaphor. Designed for poetry, not accuracy.” First person, present tense story told from Sherlock's p...
La nieve caía tras su partida en esa noche de narices frías. ×Drabble. ×Fluff.
"¿y cuál es tu teoría sobre mí, profesor tomlinson?" "pienso que eres creído y egocéntrico, pero también creo que eres lindo, carismático y que me romperás el corazón."