Daniel was born with a section of his heart missing. SLASH.

The world ends on a Thursday. SLASH.

Mark picks up the phone at just after 2 a.m. with a rough, rasped out, "What?" Jason just smiles. SLASH.

Gray matter splatters the pavement outside their little fortress. Neither of them so much as blink. SLASH. Also, zombies.

His hair is dark and his eyes are darker and he’s never seen until he wants to be. SLASH.

It's the same dream she always has. Or rather, it starts the same. [Written for a flight challenge.]

Little four year old Jaryn and his father are at the hospital; Jaryn eagerly awaits the birth of his new little sister. But something happens, and while a new soul is entering the world that night, another one leaves just as quickly.

Jaryn and Luc's life, from grade school to marriage, in handy, bit by bit frames. [Fluff warning] [SLASH]

Riley is ten now, and darn proud of it. But when his friend spends the night, and then lets it slip at school that he has two dads, it starts to get to him. [SLASH]

How do you describe color to a blind man? [Free style]

Boys are boys, right? And boys don't cry. Under any circumstances. ...Right? [One-shot]

Sometimes, you lose control. [Second person, present tense] [Stream of conciousness; read with open minds.]

She had always been there, as long as anyone could remember, but never a word she had spoken...