I've only just now watched House 5x05, a week after it aired, and I can't bring myself to say anything about Heroes because there would hardly be any squee, and it wouldn't be for my boys (well, my girls...THAT'S IT. Yes, I'm in the stupid shipping phase. Well all right, I'll better get back to watching Jensen/Jared interviews writing or fiorediloto will kill me and we don't want that right
Teenage hormones probably played a large role in it too. “It was a simple question,” She muttered, when his gaze had been too distant for too long. “Don’t have an aneurysm or anything.” “I...run through the trees. “Piece of cake,” 494 turned to smile at her. And, you know, stupid Red or not, she actually believed him. A/N: Mwahaha! Open endings. So open to interpretation. ^_^
T+ A/N: Wha- How did you get to be so long? You sneaky little fic you. A/N2: This is not the Ben Fic that Anonymous requested. That's comin' later. A/N3: Blood Gulch. *snickers* R is for Red Time...to her, the harder it was to resist, to break away. It was like fighting nature, and right now he had a feeling it’d be easier to defy gravity than it would be to let go of her. On to part two
I did the mini_nanowrimo for the first time last year, mainly because I wanted to prove to myself that I could write on command without it being total and utter crap. I tend to wait for inspiration...- 50,000 words in November. Because I can't see myself EVER being able to handle that!! haha Anyhow - I applied the Hurt!Alec icon because maybe I'll have to beat him up some during the challenge. lol
Rated K+ A/N: Just somethin' short n' sweet. I'm saving the req. fics for last, because hopefully they will be the easiest to do. A/N2: The only prompt that I was really and truly suckered into using...own Joshua #100. Maybe it could stay in the museum. Maybe Alec would help Josh brush out all of Max’s borders before they even realized they'd recreated that painting they'd wanted all on their own.
Max's plan to wrest away Seattle dominion would have to wait, however. Really, it was probably just coincidence that their illegal tenement building got raided by the cops the very next day. If Walter...be throwin’ away money like that.” She frowned. “And while I’m at it, need to call my sweet chickadee. Ain’t no way I spendin’ the night at Alec’s tonight.” “Wise decision,” Sketch nodded sagely.
Rated T A/N: AUGH! Nothing annoys me more than seeing "Error updating journal: Client error: Post too large." It's not even that long, cut me some frickin' leeway you stupid piece of *grumble, grumble...was goin’ down. Somehow. Max just didn’t know how yet. She’d get to it eventually. Only one thing was certain. Nobody dictated to Max who her friends were. Nobody. on to part two
Previously Two men climbed down their nondescript car and stood silently by their vehicle, a twin frown marring their bland faces. They took in the burnt building, a hint of smoke still wafting...her aside. If he didn’t have to find her and explain everything, he’d kill himself first. ‘God, Maxie,’ his head dropped to the coldstone. ‘What have I done to you?
A/N: This chapter is rated M for a bit of heat-y stuff and a lil bashing around, physically and emotionally. A/N2: It took me a month, give or take to finish this chapter. I wrote bits...to him as they snuggled in the afterglow of lovemaking. Her lips wandered to his shoulder, smiling inwardly at the mark she had left behind. Satisfied. My mate. Mine. Second part~~
Dark Angel Pairing: Alec/Logan Rating: PG A/N: Thanks to dvshipper for the beta. This is #1 of my 50 stories. Masterlist Table found here The first time Logan kissed Alec, he felt the years...one who called him ‘a sad, lonely, boring old man.’ He’d been flirting with Logan for weeks and if this is what it took for Logan to prove that he was still young and reckless at heart, then so be it
