The Red Stuff

... She wanted, for the first time in her life, to punch that smile of his face. She envisioned it vividly: how her bracelets would jingle, how his nose would crack like gunfire. How he would smile, crookedly this time, with blood dripping from his nose, and tell her sorry. And they would be okay again. Settling things with violence, like the street rats they were. She could embrace him tight, and ...

FIC: A Night in the Life

... of her nose before claiming her lips in a long, slow, sad kiss. Selina took in three deep breaths when it ended, her head bowed. “I love you too,” she murmured finally, then smiled crookedly. “Sorry we didn’t get to go out tonight.” Rosie shrugged. “There’ll be other nights,” she said indulgently. “Still,” Selina replied, and hesitated a little before adding: “Happy Anniversary.” Rosie ...

Fic: NCIS, "Bloodlust," Part 2/2, NC-17, Gibbs/DiNozzo, by spoonyriffic

... all virgins at some point-” “Tony. Stop.” “Stopping now.” Gibbs stroked Tony's back for a moment, feeling the tension in the other man's body as he waited for a response. Then, Gibbs shrugged and smiled crookedly. It's not like Tony was wrong. “You gonna deflower me, DiNozzo?” Tony's eyes lit up. “You'll let me?” “You're the only one I trust enough to do it.” Tony positively beamed at that...

Honest Goodbyes [8/12ish]

.... Rachel’s legs were bare and Quinn was struck by the contradictory feelings of gratitude for Rachel’s almost inappropriately short skirt and the urge to lecture Rachel on weather appropriate clothing. Rachel grinned crookedly. “I like to try new things but hypothermia wasn’t on that list.” “I kind of wanted to talk,” Quinn said softly. Rachel bit her lip. “We could go into the pottery room...

Outtake #13: Five Firsts for George Luz

... says. He... just, is she really? He's starting to feel almost hopeful. He hates when he feels hopeful. It's always the preface to getting his heart stomped all over. Again. Selena smiles at him crookedly. "Yeah, really," she says. "Apparently blowing my brother's a good way to make me not want to make out with you anymore." Luz laughs a little, rubbing at the back of his neck, trying to get up ...

RP Log

...Rating: PG Where: Yukimura's Office There was no receptionist busy at work so Marui let himself into Yukimura's office with the air of someone who was used to doors opening when he wanted them to. He grinned crookedly, taking a couple skipping steps to the visitor's chair set in front of the desk and gripping it with both hands. He leaned in. "So, what did you think of my idea to let my doctor ...

... wonder why he's sitting alone today." My head snapped up. I followed her gaze to see Edward, smiling crookedly, staring at me from an empty table across the cafeteria from where he usually sat. Once he'd caught ...magnet. So… try not to fall into the ocean or get run over or anything, all right?" He smiled crookedly. The helplessness had faded as he spoke. I glared at him. "I'll see what I can do...

Thirty-one

The Wine Angel. I love this picture. The Axis & Allies map hanging crookedly on the wall, the my-mother's-basement style wall paneling, the Nintendo Entertainment System sitting regally on the ancient television, the deadly serious expression. I want to hang out in that room.

Starlight, 8/?

... and roll. None of which, I’m afraid to say, are two person pastimes.” Robert smiled crookedly. “I wouldn’t mind seeing what you enjoy doing.” “All right,” said Tom, standing and walking... not assured of his own actions, and Tom shook his head. “It’s fine.” Robert smiled crookedly and lifted his hand to brush the stray hair from Tom’s eyes. “What are you ...

... pleased to see that Church never looked away from his eyes, blue eyes not roaming below his chin. “Need…?” Grid prompted. Church reddened. “You know what I…” “I want to hear you say it.” Church smiled crookedly. “You told me you liked it, waking up with me. If you can’t sleep… you remember where my room is, right?” He hid his worry well, but Grif read it anyway. Church’s arms were suddenly ...