Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters
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Aussie, Queer & Country
LGBT themed fiction with an Aussie flavour, reviews, observations and real life LGBT histories.
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Traditions (Chapter 7). Content Warning.
Chapter Seven After seeing off my family, Charlie and I retreated to the relative safety of my old bedroom, while my parents and Toby busied themselves elsewhere in the house; my parents cleaning up in the kitchen, and Toby tackling the delicate process of piecing together one of the model ships he had been given for Christmas.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters2 months ago in Fiction
Traditions (Chapter 6). Content Warning.
Chapter Six No sooner had Stuart left us, than I collapsed onto my bed, with my head in my hands. Charlie sat down beside me and tried rubbing my shoulders and back, trying to offer some support, but I wasn’t sure how much good it was doing. I was truly shaken by what had just happened and I had no idea just how I was going to face any of my family.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters2 months ago in Fiction
Traditions (Chapter 4). Content Warning.
Chapter Four It was after eleven when we left the mountain, just after my mother had tried to call while Charlie and I had still been deep in discussion. I had sent a text to say we would meet them at the church, and so, after heading back down the mountain and returning to Charlie’s place, where we quickly changed, we then took a short walk to the small country church. It was only a block away from Charlie’s house and we arrived with just minutes to spare, finding my mother and Toby waiting impatiently by the front gate as other parishioners filed inside.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 months ago in Fiction
Traditions (Chapter 3)
Chapter Three There is something comforting about having traditions in our lives, I have to admit. Something about them that gives structure to our lives. Stability. Especially when we find ourselves facing the most challenging of times.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 months ago in Fiction
Howzat?
The week before Christmas didn’t feel like Christmas at all. It felt dry. It felt like heat. And it felt like yet another new start in another new town, as sixteen-year-old Cameron Lewis watched the removal van back into the driveway of his family’s new home, being guided into the yard by his bank-manager father.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters3 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 22. Content Warning.
Mum and I just looked at each other, both unsure as to what we should do or say next. In the end it was mum who came to her senses first and went to him, dropping to her knees and wrapping her arms around the man I knew she still loved.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 21. Content Warning.
It was just as the ambulance officers were looking me over in the back of their van and the police were questioning my boss and workmates that my mother arrived, speeding up the ramp and coming to a screaming stop beside the police car, before climbing out and hurrying across to the ambulance.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 20. Content Warning.
When we left the Sexual Health Clinic I was armed with enough flyers, tip sheets and information packs to keep me reading for at least a week. I had a feeling I would soon be suffering from a case of information overload.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 19. Content Warning.
There was another chair in the office and Mr Webster sat down and looked at me. His expression was not unlike that of a caring parent, kind and understanding, and for some reason I couldn't explain I began to feel more at ease.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 17. Content Warning.
I wasn't too sure exactly what would be waiting for me when I made it home, so it was with some trepidation that I pulled my car in beside the carport at our house a couple of hours later then quietly entered via the back door.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
Stockroom Secrets 18. Content Warning.
As I sat down on the chair opposite Mrs Mack's desk, she closed the door and then turned to me. 'How are you doing today, Grayson? I take it you've heard from Rafael what happened yesterday?' she asked, before sitting down behind her desk.
By Mark 'Ponyboy' Peters7 months ago in Fiction
