by N. Kaouthia illustrated by fightfair (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/68353.html) If Lucille hadn’t asked him, Luther Salvador would not be at this fucking stupid kissing booth. He’d been assigned the dumb booth for the whole day, just to raise money for the orphans. Who the hell cared about the poor homeless kids? So they didn’t have food. […]
Author Archives: ssbb-admin
24
Dec
Artaksis
by tanarill (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/68194.html) These are the things which happened in the years after the Gods of Atas blighted the land, and compelled the Atasan to flee lest they starve to death, and set in the stars the writ message that the Atasan were to learn humility before they would return. And the Atasan at […]
24
Dec
Beyond The Pale
by Kagamino Kage (鏡乃 影) illustrated by tongari (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/67673.html) There was a seed deep within the earth, scorched and blackened. It pulsed with life, a deep throbbing he felt through the soles of his feet. He found his tongue was made of clay and paper, and it was growing soft and dissolving in his […]
24
Dec
A Visit From Nick
by Purrsia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/67369.html) When it came down to rent or my guitar, that one was easy. So I might have to sleep in my car for a couple of days. No biggie. Food versus the guitar…that was trickier. Ramen noodles and peanut butter were okay, but when I realized the cupboard was bare one […]
24
Dec
Guitar Hero
by Takiguchi Aiko (滝口アイコ) illustrated by sairobi (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/67080.html) You couldn’t even count the benefits of Roger getting clean but one of the unexpected ones was Jeremy got at least six hours of sleep a night, more or less uninterrupted. He’d had insomnia for as long as he could remember, and managing to drift off […]
24
Dec
Consent
by Phail illustrated by newbabyfly (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/66862.html) “Tell me, does this rag smell like chloroform to you?” Clement asked, as he pressed his chest against Jean-Laurent’s back and waved the rag dangerously close to the scientist’s face. Normally flirting was not well-tolerated, especially given that Clement was a lab boy and Jean-Laurent was senior scientist, […]
24
Dec
This Year’s Prom King
by shukyou (主教) illustrated by calintz (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/66670.html) Treat it like it’s a movie. Opening scene, some rich kid’s house, parents gone for the weekend, low light, booze and joints, inmates running the asylum. Credits in some trendy font roll while guitars rock out some overplayed pop hit. Zoom in on the kids, who have […]
24
Dec
The Middle Way
by Torino Koji illustrated by chaosraven (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/66419.html) It was dark, and the Earth said, “Sorry. Try again.” —– It’s the smell that does it. Week-old laundry and possibly old take-out boxes that were left out before going to work and went stale and bad in the still air of the apartment. The mattress is […]
24
Dec
I’ve Got My Love
by Roselia Grimm illustrated by calintz (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/66094.html) Dov woke up with a warm body on either side of him. He lay still for a second, hoping against hope that he was having a particularly vivid dream. But no, there was light shining behind his closed eyes and he could feel, very distinctly, the cold […]
16
Oct
The Last Night Of October
by N. Kaouthia (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/64202.html) There’s a ghost living in Horace’s house. Horace isn’t surprised–he’s run into a few ghosts before, as far as he remembers–but this ghost . . . Horace can’t see him. Horace knows it’s a ghost for sure, though. There are phantom handprints on the wall, and sometimes in the middle […]
16
Oct
The Ultimate Sacrifice
by Shinko Hisada (身固之妥) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/61705.html) To say that the morale of the Istrion Army was at an all-time low would have been a severe understatement. Rumour flew with the speed of wings, and everyone at field headquarters knew that the Semaskans had destroyed every fort and camp from there to the border. And now […]
16
Oct
Never Say Die
by Ora illustrated by marourin (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/63442.html) “You’re Hiroshi Nakamura, right? I’m Shiro,” says the other student. “I’m your partner.” Shiro has pale, messy hair and his shirt sleeves are rolled up to his elbows. He looks unkempt and has the air of sloppy dishevelment so many teenage boys try to emulate, a sort of […]
16
Oct
The Bet
by hColleen (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/65027.html) “So, when you gonna let me?” Tyler asked, his lips brushing the base of his lover’s cock. He looked up to see hazel eyes struggling to focus on him under tousled brown hair. “Let you what?” Mark gasped between kiss-swollen lips. He really didn’t want Tyler to stop what he was […]
16
Oct
Synaesthesia
by Torino Koji (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/61169.html) Once you’re dead, you’re set for life. —Jimi Hendrix —— Matthieu keeps a cat because it’s easier than keeping a roommate, if slightly less helpful when it comes time for bills. She’s a grouchy cat he’s had since she was a kitten, with an annoying tendency to sit behind his […]
16
Oct
Paradox
by Usagi Anami (兎あなみ) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/60235.html) Jeremiah wakes up to a mouth crushed against his. A hand runs up his neck, gently squeezing his jaw open with thumb and forefinger. The kisses are just the way he likes them best: mouth open, but not gaping, with just enough tongue running along the inside of his […]
