Jesse finds Bob in the night. It doesn't go the way Bob might hope for.

Don't think of it as workplace sexual harassment; consider it feedback.

(The one with the wound-fingering. )

A tiny ficlet, with young Achilles and Patroclus. He's always getting into trouble, and at least that means he'll always have his cousin to fix him up after.

Cornelius Hickey has no respect for God nor man nor the poor dude who has to run the Taco Bell drive-through.

Written for #BangMasFest 2k23.

Eddie's mouth doesn't always get him out of trouble.

Roland trades a few words with a dead man.

Holden and Kemper, Kemper and Holden.

There in that white-gilt bedroom like a tomb, where I believe none of Gatsby's guests had ever before set foot except by mistake — none until Daisy, and I was only her adjunct and proxy, an accessory to her presence there in the house. He had forgotten about me then. He had forgotten about me now. I was his only witness.

Nathan knows what Caleb likes, but not the way he likes it.