I wanna do bad things with you...

... see the Pam/Sookie friendship form? Eric saying the word "pussy" amuses me terribly. He says it so...cold and un-emphasized. Even Lafeyette emphasized the word, but Eric is toneless. FIGHT LAFEYETTE! FIGHT! Whoa. Sheezus. Jason is all...clean-shaven. And...clean. ZOMG, WTF? GIVE ME SHIRTLESS NEKKIE JASON. And this football conversation has alot of homosexual subtext....

Welcome to My Nightmare 18: New Beginnings

... a tingle of delight, which I hide under my mask of droll ADA. At my feet, the tension has gotten the best of my sweet pet. His hands flutter restlessly. I can hear that soft, almost non-existant, toneless humming he uses to focus himself when his fears threaten to break free. I lean forward over him and murmur into his perfect shell of an ear. "Go down, boy." The look in his eyes lets me know...

... there and ask that old Death-thing to catch me. Even if I cannot love you, you are part of all this. You feed my very self. Mayn't that be enough?' His grip tightened round my fingers; the entrancing, toneless dulcimer thrummed on. I leaned nearer, as if to raise the shadowed lids above the brooding eyes. 'What can I give you - only to be your peace? I do assure you it is yours. But I haven't ...

Theatrical Muse Topic: What did you dream last night?

... an odd, faint chill in the air. I could hear no waves, no pounding of the ocean, but the air was echoing, full of sounds, almost like the dull buzzing of insects. It wasn’t a toneless buzz, though, I could make out words. It was something resembling a religious chant, something about the stars being right, and a Great Old One… bizarre stuff. But fascinating. Words: 157 Muse: John Kramer AKA ...

The Thorn in His Flesh, cont'd

... are you saying?” “I’m saying.” Blaze swallowed again, finding himself stricken with cottonmouth for some reason. He held Trent’s gaze. “There’s stuff leftover.” “Stuff.” Trent’s voice came flat and toneless. “I’m trying to fix it.” Trent stared up at him for a long minute, and Blaze could not read his expression. Finally Trent struggled beneath him and said, “Get off.” Blaze got off. He...

Buffy: Fic: Line in the sand (Xander/Angel) (4/?)

...’t breathe. He felt angry and hurt, and her smug smirk looked ugly and vicious. He got up, looked her up and down, and said, in the quietest and calmest voice he could muster – but came out toneless and dead -, all the while staring at her eyes, “And I thought that was a confidence you could keep. I am deeply ashamed of ever having allowed myself to share such an intimate detail of my life with a…...

Want by watersandwilds [Spectrum Challenge]

...hand and lifted the book out of her limp grasp, holding it open at the spine and flipping the pages with the same hand. “You are capable of understanding this?” he asked. His question was relatively toneless, but she had a sinking suspicion that he was rather doubtful of her intelligence.   “Yes,” she said, slightly waspishly. “Well, most of the time,” she amended in a softer tone. “I spend...

mitsu mitsu di dinding...

... her mind that second because of anger. “Did you know why sis died?” she asked, with a tense voice. Miles looked up, and stared at Ema “Because of sickness, isn’t it?” he murmured coldly, toneless. Ema shook her head “If you really want to know why sis died…come with me to the hospital, now!” Miles thought for a while, and crouched back “Not interested” he replied behind his expensive ...

.... John stared at her, looking shocked speechless, and Kitty seemed horrified. Bobby put his spoon down and steadfastly examined his ice cream. John finally said, "That's ok; I'm fine" in a soft, toneless parody of his voice. Peter puzzled over his displeasure with her until he remembered John's religious talk to Bobby at night. It is his Christian feeling, he must be upset that she is a witch. ...

i'm the next act waiting in the wings

... to him now, looking slightly embarrassed but pleased. "Hi. Um. I'm Jin. I don't know if you remember me -- I guess we've never actually met, exactly." "Hello." His voice was soft, almost toneless, but if it bothered her she didn't show it. She just came closer to him, casting a quick glance through the window-slats herself before turning back to him with a small smile. "You'd better not let the...