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No title, Gomez/Schweinsteiger

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Tue, 10 Sep 2013 21:07:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Mario Gómez/Bastian Schweinsteiger Note: Two parts. (title) Part 1: It was more of a way to take out his frustration, his annoyance, his disappointment about the loss to Chelsea in their most important match of the season, rather than actual feelings. It wasn't like he had feelings for him before and he just couldn't keep it inside anymore. It was just his need to release, to feel freedom. To feel like they were winners. Yes, they did share some kisses before, but never more than that. They have never crossed the line of teammates, the line of friends that was drawn between them until now. Mario would be lying if he said he didn't plan it. He knew for fact that Schweinsteiger took the longest shower every time, knew that everyone would be leaving until he finished. He took his own shower, then got dressed and left the locker rooms with Müller. He just accidently lost his phone and only randomly told Thomas to go on without him while h

Searching for an End, Sengokun DN

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 17:31:00 +0200

Title: Searching for an End Pairing: Sengoku Kiyosumi/reader (title) He ran through hallways - so many of them he couldn't even count them anymore. His breaths were heavy and fast as he kept running. There was no end to this - every time he thought he was going to find an exit he found more corridors instead. He wasn't sure what he was doing - running away? Looking for something? Or just trying to get out of there? ~8~ It was the fourth time Sengoku faulted his serve that day. The second year he was playing against took points from him so easily he didn't even sweat, looking very much surprised at the process. He stayed long in the shower after practice was over, letting the warm water run over his body as he tried to keep his eyes open. Saying he didn't sleep well at night would be an underestimate. The truth was he slept for just one hour before waking up sweating and breathing heavily. His dream was still burned in his mind - corridors. Tens, no, hundre

No title, Merlin/Brook and Merthur

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 17:12:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Merlin/OFC (Brook), Merlin/Arthur Pendragon (title) She hears the call almost as if it is mere meters from her. She raises her head from the paper, her quill hovering above it as she tries to listen better. She hears nothing. She had probably imagined his voice. She hasn't seen him for over a year now. The only time she came visit, she was told he had left the village. His mother refused to say where he went to. Her hand starts moving again, pouring her knowledge onto the dull page. She doesn't write much before she hears his voice again, and this time she is sure she doesn't imagine. It's like a faint whispering, making the inside of her ear itching. She gets up and walks outside the cabin. The water in the stone bowl is already spinning inside it. When she takes her place beside It, everything stops moving, creating a straight surface A scene reveals itself to her eyes - a young man wearing armor. He is blonde, and for a short moment she can see h

No title, Bojales

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 17:10:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Bojan Krkic/Sergio Canales (title) Bojan really couldn't take any more of this day. He was planning on staying home, telling his mother he wasn't feeling well, but she caught him entering the house at 4am and made him go to school. His head felt like it was about to explode and he wanted to vomit the entire day. Every time he heard a locker being closed he flinched and whenever the bell rang he almost cried. He drank way too much at the party last night; he couldn't even remember what happened after midnight and until he got home and found his mother glaring at him. And whenever he raised his eyes from his feet, this boy from his class, Canalos, was staring at him. He wanted to go over to him and make him tell him why he was following him with his eyes all day, but he knew every unnecessary move or word would cause a worse headache so he kept silent about it. It felt like days until the final period arrived, not a few hours. He entered his classroom b

No title, Gerlonso

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 17:03:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Steven Gerrard/Xabi Alonso (title) Xabi put down his pen and looked around him. Everyone in the classroom was deep into their final exams, some writing as fast as they could, some holding their heads with their hands as they tried to recall the answers to the questions. He looked back at his papers. He was the first to finish, and he already went through his answers twice. He knew he couldn't get it better even if he sat there for two more hours. Finally he stuck his pen in his jeans' pocket, collected all his papers and the examination form and got up. Walking down the stairs, he read once again the questions. He put his test on his professor's desk, and with a nod turned to leave the classroom. His teacher whispered a quick "good luck" and "merry Christmas" to which he replied with another nod. The halls were all empty, not a single student walking around. Everyone was either taking their exams or already leaving for the summer. Xabi made his w

No title, Sunshine/Fujiko

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sun, 08 Sep 2013 17:00:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Kikumaru Eiji/Fuji Syusuke (title) Now. The music is too loud for him; he doesn't like the trances, the 'boom, boom, boom' that hits his ears hurting his head. The looks he receives from women all around him make him blush against his will; he can feel them even with his eyes closed. The lights are reaching him through his closed eyelids – green, red and blue flashes increasing his headache. And Amane's hand begins wandering a dangerous path down his body, way too close to his crotch. Amane knows he is gay – that's what brought him to that stripping club – so the hand, now pressing his groin, doesn't making any sense. It doesn't making any sense. Kikumaru Eiji jumps in his seat with a start and opens his eyes. Blue eyes, deep and stormy like the ocean, are returning his gaze. Eiji inhales sharply. "Fuji." ~8~ Then. His hand was in Fuji's, his boyfriend's fingers moving up and down his palm, sending a warm feeling to his b

No title, Sunshine/Atobe

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Sat, 07 Sep 2013 20:48:00 +0200

Title: Pairing: Kikumaru Eiji/Atobe Keigo (title) The five years old Atobe Keigo pouts and crosses his hands over his chest. He doesn't cry - he does his best not to let tears out - but he looks with great anger after Marui Bunta who walks inside the kindergarten. Wondering face appears in front of his eyes, mere inches from him. "Nya, what's wrong Kei-chan?" Kikumaru asks, his head tilted to one side and his eyes somewhere between worried to curious. "Marui-san stole my red tractor!" Atobe calls out louder than he actually should, causing some of the other kids in the playground to look at them. The other kid jumps up on his feet. He smiles at him and then starts running into the building, calling behind his shoulder, "just wait here Kei-chan!" He comes back after 15 minutes or so, and Atobe is already frowning again because he is tired of waiting. But then Kikumaru hands him a folded piece of paper and he loses his annoyance to his curiosity. He opens th

The Children of the Moon, Sadist Pair

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Fri, 06 Sep 2013 22:45:00 +0200

Title: The Children of the Moon Pairing: Fuji Syusuke/Yukimura Seiichi The Children of the Moon Prologue He wore white fur; so shiny and gleaming that it hurt his eyes just to look at it. From the place where he stood he couldn't tell which animal the fur was taken from, but it was obviously real. Even a little kid like him could tell that. The fur covered his loins and his shins, hugging his hips and legs in an almost hypnotic way. He was not wearing a shirt, but a cloak made from the same fur covered his shoulders and arms. Syusuke stared at him, the boy's blue hair blowing in the wind. Never in his life has he felt more fascinated by the sight of another human being. Minutes or hours or maybe days he stood there and held the kid's gaze, losing track of time. In reality it lasted only a couple of seconds, that moment. A few seconds, and then another boy appeared and broke the spell Fuji was caught in. The other boy wore the same fur as the blue-haired boy. F

The Prince's Lover, Sadist Pair

adimenzer84@walla.com (�� ) — Fri, 06 Sep 2013 22:40:00 +0200

Title: The Prince's Lover Pairing: Fuji Syusuke/Yukimura Seiichi The Prince's Lover Fuji Syusuke, the crown prince of Akuhara, woke up the day of his wedding so early it could not even be called 'morning'. Getting out of bed, slowly and quietly so he doesn't disturb the sleeping body next to him, he went to stand next to the window. He moved the curtains away and looked at the city – dark and silent and asleep. He stood there until the sun started to rise. ~8~ Fuji's wife-to-be was the youngest princess of Kanumi, Sasaki Harumi. She came to the castle the day before, accompanied by over two hundred counts, dukes, servants and soldiers. The castle was full and crowded more than usual, and it made it hard for the prince to sneak out of his lover's room and go back to his own chambers before anyone noticed his absence. In fact, it took him so long that he barely made it into his bed before there was a knock on his door and Zaizen Hikaru, his manservant, g

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