Recent content by Gregory White

Have you eaten duck before?

Kaye is right! Greg's patronus is a sea lion, but he can form a full patronus.

Whoot :p 1. Gregory's first intimate experience was with a male, but his first long term relationship was with a female. 2. Gregory spent seven years solely in his lion animagus form, living in the uninhabited areas of New Zealand. 3. Gregory's patronus is a sea lion, though he cannot conjure...

'I'll be okay' Gregory had said, but as soon as Simon shut the front door quietly, he felt terribly alone. He'd always been short but he'd never felt small until he was face to face with Keevan White. Worse yet, when he dared glance at the expression in the blue eyes above him, he'd had to...

Gregory had been lying face-down in his pillow, outwardly tranquil but withering on the inside since the previous morning. He had neither ate nor slept, preferring to meditate in an attempt not to think, but his not-thinking was permeated by a sick sense of wrongness with the world. No matter...

Take Me Home

Greg made a noise like a wounded animal as he fumbled with the door knob. The words 'Get out!' echoed in his ears long after Keevan's shout ceased resonating in the hall. He fled back to his room though blinded by tears; the world was swimming and he was staggering, shoving off walls when he...

Had he been the sort of man to do so, Gregory's hands might really have wrapped themselves around Keevan's neck. He had never before appreciated the thin line between love and hate. No one, no one ever, had pushed him to his limits like Keevan White. Gregory's stomach rolled, bubbling like a...

</FONT><FONT font="Georgia">.... What? That's terrible! *siiiiigh* I could learn to love brussel sprouts, but I would learn to hate my favourite song. So brussel sprouts. Would you rather fight 100 duck sized horses, or one horse sized duck?

"F___ the Unbreakable Vow." he spat, accusatory but physically recoiling. "I'm going home now." This entire situation was beyond sense to Gregory. His boss refused to look at him, and the urge to shake him intensified. Gregory was not even remotely a violent man, but he'd been pushed to his...

"Don't lie to me!" yelled Greg, balling his fists up. Why, why, why, why, why?! He wanted to take Keevan by the shoulders and shake the truth out of him. He was scrambling worse than Greg had when he'd been caught snooping around the Manor, and it was both unbecoming and devastatingly hurtful...

In any other circumstances it would have been comical, the way Gregory's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates at Keevan's accusation. His employer turned away from him and he rushed forward as though haste would help him explain himself. "No, no, no, you don't understand!" spluttered the...

Gregory gasped quite unmanfully as he careened backwards into a firm body. He almost tripped forward in his haste to stand upright, and the feeling of Keevan's hands on his shoulders made the skin under his pyjama shirt burn uncomfortably. Gathering himself, the goblin blooded gardener turned to...

Gregory sang until his voice was nothing but a whisper, and all the sound in the room was gone except for the breathing of three lost people. Still they held each other, the most downtrodden of them all being cradled between the other two, and Greg finally won his fight for sleep. Later, he...