Folie à Deux, Chapter 18/18 | AS/S, H/D | R COMPLETE!

... is. Al sorts through the drawers for pyjamas for me, but can't find anything besides that ghastly shade of orange. "Whoever invented this colour should be drawn and quartered. Think I should take a chance with the Trace and charm them black? Or do you want to switch with me?" he asks. I shrug and put them on despite the colour. Crawl into bed with him. I'm so tired, the pillow shifts like we're...

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...“I was assigned the U.S.S. Kelvin ,” Pike says, holding Jim’s gaze. “It wasn’t a choice. And I might have done it anyway. There are many ways --” and Jim is fairly sure he detects a trace of pointed disapproval here “-- to pay one’s respects.” “Guess running off to be a pirate doesn’t qualify, in your books?” Pike doesn’t bother to answer. “Because I happen to disagree. But why don’t you tell ...

FIC: Resolution, Lavi/Allen, PG

... and sits on the windowsill. This whole thing is hard to take in, and Allen just watches him for a long time before reaching forward again. This time his fingertips catch the tear falling from Lavi’s cheek, trace the dampness back up, thread through the soft hair. “Lavi. I’m sorry.” Lavi’s lip trembles a moment (childish) and he takes Allen’s hand in his own. There’s no equivalent, no kind of ...

Internet Identity Crisis means: You get more to do list activity

...," as my mother calls it, had the emissions inspection done, ran to the bank and Wal-Mart, got a load of laundry started, folded another, did the basic cleanup in the kitchen... pant for breath ... and now I'm going to clean out a space in the garage for Ian's tools which have been resting helter-skelter around the house since we moved in. Then perhaps I can work on my dress for the ball. Trace

... the three housemates allege? Or was Wone -- in the 40 minutes between his arrival at the house and what police consider his time of death (at 11 p.m.) -- somehow drugged (police found no trace of a known sedative in his bloodstream), sexually assaulted (his own semen was found around his genitals and in his anus), and stabbed multiple times with a knife from Ward's collection of chef's utensils?...

Title: Unforeseen Affliction (1/?)

... is more frequently rearranging his schedule to perform maintenance on his creation. Hardly necessary, given that Perceptor suffered no glitches or damage. However, for some strange reason, Shockwave encountered a trace of pleasure in assuring himself that his creation’s frame remains warm to the touch and not a dull, chilling gray. Pressing a hand over the microscope’s Spark, ascertaining that ...

gift fic for celestineangel, Imaginary

... do it. You shouldn’t have to." Thoughtlessly, Hugo’s fingers crept forward until, before he even realised what he’d done, the toilet was flushing and he was watching the water disappear, looking for a trace of anyone hiding there. "That’ll keep them away, won’t it, Scorpius?" he whispered waveringly, clenching his fist as if it had betrayed him. He sank to the floor, burying his face in his ...

Murder in Overland Park chapter 1 pt4

...being said over and over again. Such a fine man. A terrible shock. Such a waste. So young. The food kept coming out of the kitchen. The wine was opened and empty bottles vanish without a trace. Dirty plates and glasses were effortlessly removed and clean ones were always stacked on the end of a table. Jo made her way to the kitchen several times, learning the names of each person making it look ...

Fountain Project: We're All Geniuses.

... ones who can, and she's startled into a laugh. "What about the team to track them? Provide back-up if necessary?" "It is a particularly effective ability against most people." Christoph says, raising a finger to trace along the stubble of his chin. Eyes dart towards Percy at his joke then slip back to Illyana. "I can assist that team." He adds. "I'll be on whichever team I'd be most useful." ...

Fandom News & World Report - 6/19

...&branchID=15   RSVP to jeanine@norwescon.org NWSFS and Norwescon are part of Science Fiction Northwest (SFN), a non-profit umbrella corporation. The early beginnings of the Northwest Science Fiction Society trace back to the mists of time. Well, to 1976. Greg Bennett with a handful of friends formed NWSFS (pronounced Nizz-Fizz) so that people with an interest in science fiction could meet, ...