Title: Mistletoe
Pairing: Matt Sanders/James Hart
Rating: NC-17
Summary: There was mistletoe hanging above the front door in the the hallway. Matt thought, I won't be getting any use out of that.
Disclaimer: All stories with relevance to real people are not coincidental, and are called fanfiction. I mean no ill will or harm toward the people involved in such stories and only end up using them as stencils for my creative outbursts. I mean no disrespect, and it's all in fun.
Author's Note: Merry fuckin' Christmas, everyone. Have some smut :D

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Fuck fucking comms and people in them! I know I should get angry at all but it not being fair or giving me equal chance if no one fucking reads my shit. Like a few days ago I posted to slashfightclub, I was like the fourth person to post and I still haven't got anycomments to it and yet the other contenders all have people commenting on it. WTF!?!?! I don't get it, why hasn't anyone read or commented my damn story? I work fucking hard on it cause the pairing isn't what I'm used to using, being that it was part of the prompt. I know I'm not the best fucking writer out here but I'm doing my fucking best, and I close to just pulling the damn story out and quiting the comm. I repsect that people are busy with their fucking lives and shit but if they take the fucking time to read other's stories in the comm they should have fucking time to read mine. Itnot fucking long at all. It should take five minutes to read the damn thing, yet do I have anyone reading it or commenting? I don't know if anyone has read it, and i know theres not a fucking comment cause I check every fucking day. I got two more days before the round is closed. The first time I never got past the first round, I want to atleast make it to the second round this time, though withthe side cards coming up soon I could do those, still its not fucking fair when I'm not getting an equal chance to compete? (I fucking well know life's not fiar but fuck off I'm allow to say it when I feel like no one likes my shit).

I swear if I don't get one comment by tomorrow I'm making a fucking complaint and pulling out.  I don't even fucking care if my apponent doesn't post, which lets me move up. I'll fucking back out cause I'm not going to do shit when I won't get equal fucking chance.

so, i totally haven't posted fanfiction in forever, whatever, fffffff.

Title: Remembering Sunday

Author: sleeponrooftops

Fandom: Owl City

Pairing: Adam Young/ofc

Rating: R

POV: Adam, Emily

Summary: I can finally see that you’re right there beside me.  I am not my own, for I have been made new.  Please don’t let me go; I desperately need you.  From the very beginning, he knew she was “the one”.  And then she walked right out of his life.

Warnings: Language, sexness.

Disclaimer: Don’t own.  Title belongs to All Time Low, lyrics to Owl City.

AN: He’s becoming far too adorkable for me not to, lol, :D

 

 

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anyone wanna read?

Title: Of Bagpipes and Kilts
Author: Annabyss
Pairing: Matt/Jacoby
Rating: PG
Summary: Either way I know I’m going to end up happy and more in love with this crazy man.
Disclaimer: This never happen the charcters are not own by me, but it if you want to point fingers blame the bagpippers I saw at church/work today.
Dedication: this goes out to my lovely friend mariagatesdirnt for giving me the pairing for this idea. thanks girl love you hun*hugs and kisses*
Beta: winginblood
A/N: Yes this story came about at work. After i went outside to get in my mom's car to go home we stopped to listen to four bagpipe players play and it was awesome. though also weird cause they were all dressed in kilts and everything it was great.

This is one of the pics I took at work/church. It basically what I had Jacoby and MAtt wearing in the story.

( Of Bagpipes and Kilts )

Okay so I usually don't do this but what happened at Church/work today was something I thought I should share with everyone.
Okay well today was eventful, the kids were as always being kids, spilling drinks and stealling each others goldfish ( *rolls eyes* *chuckles*) playing and screaming that the other took their toy of choice to play with. Though thankfully the tantrums didn't last long.

Now most of the time back in the nusury we can hear what's going on in the sanctuary, but not today. Though after church was over and the parents came to get their little ''angels''... Ally and I left as well but on leaving the building we heard the most unusual thing ever.

never in my life have I seen this live and it was awesome to say the least. The guys playing were all dressing up in kilts and everything, playing their bagpipes. I was amased at how well they did this. and I swear it could be heard all over Rossville.

Here's two pics I took this morning.



It was awesome, not something oyu hear everyday. Unless you were a bagpipe enthusiast (sp?). I know the pics are small but they are from my cell phone so sorry I wish I had a bigger camera to use.