pretty poison: by cynthia_harrell [power rangers: weather]

... they come and invade? No matter, however. Sleek tendrils of shadow slid their way into her mind, weaving ever more closely around the darkness already there. They could do nothing. She was close enough to her ... quickly as he could. Punch. Kick. Dodge. Throw. Squirm away when two of them tried to pin him between them. Jump to avoid his feet being kicked out from underneath him. Decide that he’d ...

.... “Do you want to come to our party?” “I actually have to-“ “Come on, Bren.” Ryan began weaving through the trees nimbly. His shoulder popped. One arm slid off and climbed up, up, up. Brendon, ... in small circles, soothing. “We all love you here.” There was something unsettling that Patrick couldn’t pin down. Something missing. He lifted his head, looking up. Gabe smiled at him, the curve of his ...

.... “Do you want to come to our party?” “I actually have to-“ “Come on, Bren.” Ryan began weaving through the trees nimbly. His shoulder popped. One arm slid off and climbed up, up, up. Brendon, ... in small circles, soothing. “We all love you here.” There was something unsettling that Patrick couldn’t pin down. Something missing. He lifted his head, looking up. Gabe smiled at him, the curve of his ...

.... “Do you want to come to our party?” “I actually have to-“ “Come on, Bren.” Ryan began weaving through the trees nimbly. His shoulder popped. One arm slid off and climbed up, up, up. Brendon, ... in small circles, soothing. “We all love you here.” There was something unsettling that Patrick couldn’t pin down. Something missing. He lifted his head, looking up. Gabe smiled at him, the curve of his ...

For falkenna: The Tale of Mary Magdalene pt 1

... everyone involved,” Cadmus concluded, not even acknowledging that Orphaeus had spoken. Kelat sighed, frustration weaving throughout her multiple emotions. “Cadmus, you need time with Orphaeus so that he can give... shirt ( Ah, thought Madeleine. That explains Anita’s new wardrobe! ) with a silver pin of some sort affixed to the collar. The man smiled and Madeleine felt faint ...

11/30 post

... at Fai, using all of his combat speed and resources, dtermined to pin Fai down. But somehow Fai evaded every move, weaving to the side and backwards, forcing Kurogane to keep extending after him. ...---------------- They tried swords next. "You hold onto this end, right, Kuro-pin?" Fai said brightly. Kurogane gritted his teeth, corrected Fai's grip, ...

Preparing For December.

... at best to keep its shape and I end up fighting it. It is so slippery that everytime I remove a pin, the twisted threads UN-twist and I end up fighting it again. But the wool-silk blend seems to have the ... its place, but still has that pleasing soft-slick feel. I'm going to play with it in a card weaving pattern to see how it works, and then might try it on the bobbin lace pillow if I like it. ...

Four Scenes - Four Seasons - Four Worlds

... ears, the smooth land underneath, our bodies, together – his body curved around mine like a rolling pin. I feel the sky hesitate and rush before our spinning heads. Stop! I gasp when we nearly roll ... me and grins. Just follow me! he says. We run across pillow-white fields and dying woods, weaving between the trees, their bare forms twisting into the sullen sky. We run with the wind slapping our ...

Fic: Primatech 815 - Ch. 7

...'ll take at least three of us to distract her long enough for me to flank one of the piglets, pin it, and slit its throat." Peter frowned as he grasped the knife the mysterious man had thrown and ... guy." -+-+-+- "I don't need a babysitter," Micah groused as Niki lead him across the beach, weaving between crowds of people in search of someone who seemed both responsible and safe. "Why can't I ...

Chapter 18 – CHERISHED TREATS OF SACCHARINE SAVORS

... heart. He heard the cowardly quickened gasps of his straining lungs, ringing noisily clear within the pin drop silence that reigned. Every ear present within the room heard it and Jaejoong frantically found that he...matching each roll of his hips with his own thrusts, creating a pulsing beat that formed a weaving melody to their groans and keening moans of desire. He felt the very essence of his ...