letsdropin: (Tyler: Irreplacable)
A/N: Written for Sex is Not the Enemy prompt. Follows up this and this.

Waking up in the middle of the night was nothing new for Reid. He was a light sleeper; it happened.

Waking up in the middle of the night, the scent of Tyler surrounding him... )
letsdropin: (Tyler: Hangin' out)
When Reid found the half-crumpled poplar leaf while making the bed the next morning, he just grinned, smoothed it, and carefully put it between the pages - bright yellow against printing white - of Tyler's favorite book for his friend to find one day and remember.
letsdropin: (I swear)
Chase? What the ... with eyesexing Tyler?

letsdropin: (Tyler: Trouble's in town)
*fishmouthing* What, wait, what... Tyyyyler?
letsdropin: (Smile || I love you)
Tequila shots night )

Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 2300+
A/N: Pogue is [profile] lieutenantwitch, Caleb is [profile] stillnothim, Tyler is [profile] their_babyboy, all used with permission, read-through approval, and love. RP-based, dated summer after the boys' senior year at Spenser.
letsdropin: (Tyler: Trouble's in town)
ooc: Girls/Divergence 'verse, where Reid and [profile] their_babyboy go to grad school at different places.
Tyler's mun: (Heh. Man. That first night, he'll call Tyler, won't he?)

Reid's mun: (Oh yes. Which may be his third call in 24 hours.)

Tyler's mun: Tyler will be .. mph. Glad. *sighs, pets them*

And all So, how'd day one go? )
letsdropin: (Darkness inside)
When Reid finally walked up the driveway of the Simms' residence, he was tired, his lips were parched, and his face was burning from the spring sun that he had not counted on being so hot already.

Not that he'd had that much of time to consider such shit.

And still, the reason for the slump of his shoulders as he knocked on the door had nothing to do with being tired. Not physically, at least.

Right. Don't think of it. His arms wrapped more around him, as though he could protect himself from the misery, while the words his mom had said, her voice so... calm, so contained, so normal that it made him want to puke, ran through his head again before he managed to banish them at least somewhat once again.

He breathed out in relief when it was Tyler who answered the knock. He'd had as much dealing with adults as he wanted to take for today. Wishful thinking, you know.


Reid! )

Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 889
A/N: Any 'verse, age 14-15 i.e. before any 'verse splits! Tyler is [profile] their_babyboy, used with permission and much love.
letsdropin: (Tyler: Trouble's in town)
Well nothing could be sadder || Than a glass of wine, all alone || Loneliness, loneliness, it's such a waste of time || Oh yeah. )

Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 1 762
A/N: Verse is Cliffs of Insanity. Tyler is [profile] their_babyboy, Pogue is [profile] lieutenantwitch, Caleb is [personal profile] theirgoldenboy, and Chase is [profile] broken_circles. Marc and Kate don't have journals, and the rest are NPCs.
letsdropin: (It's complicated (cap: Reid))
A/N: Warning: M/M naughtiness in the first section. And the ending is a little bit of a downer. Tyler is [profile] their_babyboy, Pogue is [profile] lieutenantwitch, Chase is [profile] broken_circles. Alya doesn't have a journal yet, Joseph and Meredith are NPCs. Yay Girls/Divergence 'verse (although the first three can be applied to any 'verse.)

One, two, three, four... )
letsdropin: (Burn brightly)
It's at a party, and he's as close enough to his boyfriend to feel the thrill of appreciation mirroring his own run through them both almost simultaneously.

This probably won't end well, he thinks.

Surprisingly... )

Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 506
A/N: Here we have three different 'verses responses to the bonus prompt! Because it's bonus. All muses not mine or shared used with permission and much, much love.
letsdropin: (Tyler: Irreplacable)

"'s gonna be a good one," he said as he worked to get the fire going, careful and as they usually did, so many evenings before.

Tyler shot him a look from where he was setting the tent up, then followed his eyes up to the cloud above the horizon and the setting sun beginning to kiss them soft bruises and a warm gold, and grinned. "Ye-ah." After a bit of fiddling, the tiny structure came up, and he beamed. Then looked up again and tilted his head. "You gonna draw it?"

Reid froze, for a split second... )

Muse: Reid Garwin
Fandom: The Covenant
Word count: 353
A/N: Tyler is [livejournal.com profile] their_babyboy and used with permission and love!
letsdropin: (Default)
1. Normal

He doesn't even want to try to be. (PoP, Girls)

One time too many, he'd been more than he had been expected to be, and then he tried to be normal, tried so hard that the little Reid-spark left after all the rejections was buried so deep under the muck that it took friends old and new weeks to bring it back out. (CoI)

2. Naughty

Mischief or getting hot and sweaty between the sheets (or other places) or walking right on the edge with his gifts, that's a word that usually amply applies to Reid.

3. Never

The one thing he never ever wanted to even be a possibility, and he stepped on the well-trodden path in that direction (even if it felt so damn right to say those words, at last). (PoP)

He never thought it possible to slip so well into ... life, love, relationship, all of it, with somebody, anybody, until he woke up one morning, Alya's dark blond hair tangled in his fingers, and he realized that it was actually already a fact. (Girls)

As Tyler's smiles slowly started creeping back in place, as his shoulders straightened normally now and again once more, as the blue eyes recovered their brightness with time, Reid was hardly the only one who thought never was too soon for that kind of hurt. (Girls, CoI)

4. Nuisance

She rarely thought of him as anything more than a nuisance, no matter how hard he tried to be oh, so much more.

5. Name

He likes his name, he does, but sometimes, certain people merely calling him otherwise could totally be enough to put him in a happier place.

6. Natural

Caleb was a natural leader and Reid - the natural jester, it shouldn't have taken them quite that long to start getting along.

7. Nausea

He'd remember what worked for her for the next time.

8. Necklace

It was a simple leather thong - and as much a part of how he looked as his tats.

9. Naive

It's always hilarious, watching people assume Tyler's that - and then get enlightened.

10. Night

Time for party, baby!


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