Sometimes Kurt will look at Dave and he’ll be spilling his feelings and things that have pissed him off and Kurt just nods. Taking in each and every word and making Dave feel like it’s okay to be so damn angry some days, and to want to hide away on others. There’s just no judgement there, just Kurt; his kind eyes and strong hands clinging onto his.
Despite the presence of Bra’tac and Teal’c, now honored across the galaxy for their leadership, it is unclear to this writer how such a fierce and deadly battle, and one so clearly successful, could have had aught to do with the great Jaffa Rebellion more than thirty years later.
Hasser bit his lip. “No, not that boy. Okay, don’t freak out, but Nate’s over by the tower. He’s talking to Mike.”
Ray is not stupid. He’s actually really fucking smart. And he knows things – especially things about Brad. Shit that Brad doesn’t even seem to know about himself. Like the fact that Brad’s so fucking in love with the LT it’s made him retarded. And possibly blind.

What Jim actually gets on a typical away mission (and don’t get him wrong, he still loves away missions) is more along the lines of screaming through a communicator at Scotty, running like hell, phaser fire, Spock doing his I’m A Really Fucking Scary Vulcan, Assholes act and Bones alternately cursing a blue streak and attempting to keep someone alive by the power of the terror he has instilled in every crew member of the Enterprise.
E starts smoking again because there’s nothing else he can do.
Nate and Brad arrive in Australia on a prison ship from England.
Ellen goes to a gun show and encounters a mother with two teenagers.
In which Cook gets jealous, Archie gets amused, and everyone gets a little bit blue.
At some point during the paddle party, Rudy announces that they should all go down to the beach and watch the sun rise over the ocean. It’s a hundred percent the gayest thing he’s ever said.
It’s been nearly three years since the war against the alien race known as the Others changed the world and nearly four months since they were beaten back by Earth’s natural superweapons, the dragons.
“You. Gryffindor. With the chess-playing, and that whole crazy reckless run-headlong-into-war-zones thing. Gryffindor, definitely.”
“Your game doesn’t make any fucking sense, you retards,†Person shouts.
Jensen found the first candy heart stuck to the handle of his trailer door with a wad of Scotch tape. U R CUTE, it announced, in its quiet purple way.
A collection of stories by Minim Calibre.
It really does take a village to raise a Jim.
There are moments in Jim’s life that act as axis points.