[slash, david/?] [originally written 6/15/03] David's mother corners him on his way out of the house; my first-ever Newsies fic.
A cigarette, on the roof, in the rain. Spring Slash fic for Stage.
There was a Cabaret, there Was an Master of Ceremonties, there was a City called New York, in a country called America, It was the End of the World. And I was dancing. We were all fast asleep.
Love is a fickle thing. It ends quietly (Slash Spec/Dutchy)
Night is calling.
"I don't care. Not about you personally anyway. But how can I honestly leave such a lovely girl living in such filth?" A meeting with his father brings an unexpected person into Jack's life.
Everything would have been perfect if it wasn't for the dog. Featuring Mailman!Spot. [SpRace]
Sometimes being in love just isn't enough.
I introduced them. I didn't mean to have that happen
Even if my life had suddenly become a mess, my paintings were suddenly and abundantly brimming with clarity and profoundness. I only emerged from hiding to attend class and to eat. I barely slept. ...
Racetrack is sick. Spot makes him feel better.
Spot goes on one last job.
I'll never understand you. I love you but I hate you. You broke my heart yet I broke yours. You are the not so infallible Spot Conlon.
Jack and a future. "Imagine realizing that you've fallen in love."
Peaches: fuzzy on the outside, juicy on the inside. Yummy all over. SLASH! DutchySnoddy fluff.