Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Heather Harmon Pregnant

'Cause I can see in the Dark.


Title:
And I can not feel a thing.
Author:

zoedriver

Beta : myself, but thanks to

eide_oconrad
&

eledh_3
that they read it for me \u0026lt;3
Fandom: Angel Characters
: Darla & Lindsey (from the second season \u0026lt;3) [also refers to Angel \u0026lt;3]
Rating: NC-17 (pft!)
Warning: graphic sex, bad grammar.
Word Count: 1097
Notes: Written more for the Third
P0rn Fest, new ficcina! The prompr this time is: Angel, Darla / Lindsey, "She's pretty as a picture, she's like a golden ring" (LA - Christian Kane). Lind was a great love of the last part of 2009 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 \u0026lt;3 The whole storyline Lindsey / Darla / Angel I think it's the best series so far, and is by no means a bad series! I was very uncertain about this fic, but in the end I left reassured by the two above girlie xD I hope there's some fans around! \u0026lt;3 Title of the song that is prompt, LA Song by Christian Kane or Himself or Whedon boh xD

She has eyes like blades of glass or ice, but ice green glass or sharp, and look how she looks, because he has hair, skin and eyes that smell of death and smell bad.
Now that the love is not the same or less like best? The love again?
With still some signs of burning on the face, Darla, sipping his scotch as Lindsay has never seen him do any businessman. Whatever the ideas of ordinary people or vampires moralizing, this was an extraordinary woman. What then to think about not going and not going to understand it, is another matter, that's what Lindsay has always done, with that incomprehensible grin on his face and big glassy eyes, and is certain that she had thought, and it is certain that she has understood her - her terror. Without doubt, this was an extraordinary woman. That woman would have taken the extraordinary fear, yes, he would be deprived of its limit, the face and eyes glazed over. This is all that matters to Lindsey, now.
For this and a thousand other reasons - oh, Lindsey, oh, damned soul - when she is close with his sharp eyes and bites his ear, Lindsey does not leave for fear of lust but for the merger.
So when Darla replied with a smile, that are months that are always at the same point and she is everything except a woman patient, and supports a kiss on the lips much sweeter than you would like, Lindsey takes only the shoulder as he can, and stares demanding his attention. And as if to say the most important thing in the world.
"This is what we do. I understand it, that's all you can do. You make me what you're together and took it away and destroy and then destroy all that want to destroy. "Amen. Lindsey is not one who hesitates. Even Darla.
Darla laughs on two feet. says he would never do that, says no. And his hand? says, but Lindsey does not want to be afraid and do not want to be without that thing that will make him feel happy, that thing, whatever it is that Darla is not, nor is it him, not because Lindsey knows just what love is. And Darla
: not gonna happen, Lindsey. And laughs and laughs, because she laughs, because it is too alone to feel compassion and always has been in all its forms alone, all alone. It 's always been alone, and Lindsey says - oh , Lindsey, oh, damned soul - It was not him, not his fault, not the hand, is not the face or hardening, the fault is still boring, banal paradox, twist,
Him " And he who want it? Him you want to make? Together we would do together! If I could do what you do! " Lindsey would raise about two feet and be able to - oh
, Lindsey, oh, damned soul - destroy all quell'arredamento and find a nice, big piece of wood and make it over, it's over, that if she does not want it then you do not want nobody else, will not want nothing, nothing, nothing and his face disfigured with rage will be the last thing you see and nothing else, that great whore, nothing would ever ever seen, nothing would have chosen if not him - Lindsey knows that reaction would any other man, knows that any woman would react and know that Darla and reaction will also know that not convince you, he knew before setting foot in the house, convinced that he would not before and would not have convinced hours , which also lacks a heart in the chest, to think that all in all it was a really depressing prospect, but, like the bad lawyers, was groped at least.
She nods, play with him as he would with food, because would do, extraordinary woman without culture and education, damn ugly cow, with her perfect hair and perfect nose, sits on his lap and kissed him, kissed him deeply, kissing him how to kiss a statue, a piece of iron, then Lindsey grabs her head and answered, and violent and if she had not she would run or cry, thank God it is you and nobody else. Meanwhile, she raises her skirt up and straddled him and unbuttoning his pants blacks without even looking at his hands, this extraordinary woman, the legendary beauty, and Lindsey recognize it, but it is not certain to be moved, as beautiful as a picture, like a ring of gold, the perfect skin, perfect hair, and is now inside her that is upon him, and he has his eyes closed, but the feeling I heard it when she changes her face and loses all its beauty, the whole , and approaches the neck and leave him to do, because he knew, he knew, he knew, this is what you need and the end is rather unlikely to kill him.
It hurt at first, but Lindsey has never been afraid of the pain. Darla is what it is, distorted perspective and seductive on objective facts. Lindsey has always had the suspicion that it would be really helpful and fears that should they kill, there would be no one in the world capable of killing Angel. This is the first spontaneous thought in the last hour and injure him.
And we do not think that thing just died and its beautiful arts seducer who smell like rotting soul. And then the look and change your mind, this is his problem, you and him have the power to change his mind and feels in danger and alone, more alone.
A deja-vu. Darla Lindsey looks, with its monster face and loves it, because that makes him feel less alone and less delusional, more just, less alone. And
biach, bloody kisses teeth and wrinkles of the evil demon and kisses and death, and please do not do it, now does not see it more as a tool, but it's the way he sees himself, as if the distorted perspective and seductive than she had hold of him and feels small. While the look and love is.
He rubbed his forehead with his hand. It was like a lifetime since the last time someone rifutava something.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Nln Pre Entrance Exam

And I can't feel a thing.


[Kisses and thanks to


wutheringspark

I'm feeling Florence + The Machine and I love them *///////////////////////*] Because I felt the need to do I did *-*
Long live pornfest \u0026lt; ; 333333333 (I want people to love us and bsg prompt for me xD) * provisional list until it can prompt new
* PS: If you have any special request for myself and you happen to read this little post please tell p0rnfest well even outside! I will be delighted to please! *-*
P0rn Fest # 3 * _ *







List Prompts \u0026lt;3




Angel, Angelus/Darla, Dolce Morte Angel, Angelus/Darla, My Dear Boy Angel, Angel/Lindsey, "He's so immature" Angel, Angel/Lindsey, L'Odio Angel, Angel/Lindsey, ufficio legnoso Angel, Darla/Lindsey, "She's pretty as a picture, she's like a golden ring" (L.A. - Christian Kane)

Qui!

Angel, Darla/Lindsey, Angel

Band of Brothers, Christenson/Speirs, "Capitano?"
Band of Brothers, Liebgott/Webster, reverse
Band of Brothers, Nixon/Winters, vieni con me

Bastardi senza glory, Shosanna / Zoller, obsession

Buffy The Vampire Slayer, Buffy / Faith, a question of looks

Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid, "You're punishing?" "No, I'm using you." (3x16)
Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid, "I did not think"
Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid, "We're stripping." (post 3x14)
Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid , Gideon
Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid, breakfast

Criminal Minds Aaron Hotchner / Spencer Reid, shooting

here.

Criminal Minds, David Rossi / Emily Prentiss, "I have always liked the snow." "I have followed?"
Criminal Minds, Jason Gideon / Spencer Reid, "You're gone." Dollhouse, Sierra / Victor, black Dollhouse, Topher / Whiskey, "Save me." ER, Benton / Carter, "like my mother." ER, Benton / Carter, "More than three hours of sleep a night and I get weak all day. "
here. ER, Benton / Carter, hands ER, Carter / Mark, "There are two types of doctors: one that nullifies his own sensitivity and what continues to have her. If you want to continue to feel bad about it occasionally. E 'in the order of things. "(Mark Greene) ER, Doug / Mark, night shift [info] Generation Kill, Brad / Nate, Trust Generation Kill, Brad / Nate, Ray Generation Kill, Brad / Ray , Nate Generation Kill, Brad / Ray, humvee
here. Gossip Girl, Blair / Chuck, scarf Gossip Girl, Chuck / Eric, virgin [info] Gossip Girl, Chuck / Nate, clinging Harper's Island, Cal / Sully, "I like blondes." Harper's Island, Henry / Sully, bachelor House MD Chase / House, anger House MD, Cuddy / Wilson, always a bridesmaid never the bride
House MD, House / Wilson, "In fact, the best way to treat fever and sweating a lot. " House MD, House / Wilson, a sad look
High school students, Cesare / Valerio Catullo High school students, Cesare / Valerio, Homer
The Lord of the Rings Aragorn / Boromir, "Forgive me." The Lord of the Rings, Aragorn / Faramir, just a scratch The Lord of the Rings, Boromir / Faramir, Osgiliath
Iliad, Achilles / Patroclus, scar Iliad, Diomedes / Odysseus, the clever one
Iliad, Hector / Paris, watching the sea The Sound and the Fury, Caddy / Quentin, "I was ... You believed I was in the garden, but I was "
The Sound and the Fury, Jason / Quentin [F]," Like mother, like daughter. " Greek Mythology, Hades / Persephone, Greek Mythology stockholm syndrome , Hades / Poseidon / Zeus, strip poker Greek mythology, Aphrodite / Ares, silk
Greek mythology, Artemis / Callisto, the moonlight Greek mythology, Dionysus / Ganymede, cup of wine Greek mythology, Ganymede / Zeus, skills ; [info] RPF Town, Augusto / Caesar ruins RPF Town, Dante Gabriel Rossetti / Lizzie Siddal, colors and poetry RPF Town, Drusus v Germany scar RPF history, Elizabeth I / Francis Drake, red gold RPF Town, Lucan / Petronio, "... I will love you unwillingly" RPF Town, Lucan / Petronio, "With courage you can hide a great fear." (Lucan)
RPF Town, Lucan / Petronio, Courtiers
RPF Town, Lucan / Petronius, Cicero
here.

RPF Town, Lucan / Petronio, the fairer sex
RPF Town, Nero / Petronio, dandy ante-litteram
Crime Novel, Cold-Lebanon, betrayal
Star Trek, Chekov / Sulu, invented in Russia
Star Trek, Kirk / Spock! mirror2009
Star Trek, Kirk / Spock, "Just a minute"

Supernatural, 2014! Castiel/2014! Dean, "I thought this would serve your harem."
Supernatural, Castiel / Dean, "in the drive called human love" (Subsonica, The Last Answer)
Supernatural , Castiel / Dean, "Wild boys have fallen from glory." (Wild Boys - Duran Duran)
Supernatural, Castiel / Sam, "Did you the wrong choice "
Supernatural, Dean / Jo," Most hunters believe that I can bring to bed and offered pizza, beer and the first part of Zeppelin IV. "(2x02) Supernatural, Dean / Jo," Precious and fragile things need special handling "(Precious, Depeche Mode) Supernatural, Dean / Sam," It would not be a hero heroic? "(Take Berlin - Afterhouse)
Supernatural, Dean / Sam, Brothers on a Hotel B

The Lion in Winter, Philip / Richard, "I adore you. I continue to do so. "" Of all your lies you said, this is the most terrible " The Lion in Winter, Philip / Richard," What If is a game for scholars. "

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Who To Call To Remove Sebaceous Cyst

You've got the Love in you ♥


Title: Heading back into the tunnel for my soul to burn . [info] Author:
zoedriver [info] Beta : myself, but thanks to eide_oconrad [info] that he read for the first \u0026lt; 3 Fandom: Criminal Minds Characters
: Aaron Hotchner and Spencer Reid - named JJ \u0026lt;3
Rating: perhaps the first NC-17 \u0026lt;3
Warning: pwp! pwp proudly!
Word Count: 814
Notes: Allooooooooooooora, ficcina first I wanted to dedicate this to all fans of the show loved ones who deserve it and write nice things too, and mostly are adorable. So I dedicate it to the dear
miss_hale

&



anybeaver


! According to then, the fic is rather stupid, but I must admit it was fun to throw down \u0026lt;3 With regard to the facts: I do not know why she ipotizztao the shooting range is trovinel basement of the FBI but is it! XD
The facts are held between the third and fourth season. Title from a song of incredible Kasabian, Fire.

The problem, to think, you do not think about enough.
has his hands full in infuse his hair and caress his neck - which is so fragile and thin that God could really break, and only remember now, with the in his mouth, to what Spencer is extraordinarily beautiful and devout intent poetically -
I do not think enough. At this young man, young and perfect thing in its concise perfect affection, love or whatever. He felt too much alone, most recently as a reminder that what is extraordinary, love.
yet know a single person able to stay awake for hours trying to figure against the stupid target for hours and hours and hours after the return home of all that is the guardian of the polygon, which has enjoyed greeting him, because so does the guardian of the polygon, because there is only one person who is capable to do a thing besides him

.
And those hands, those hands and long limbs. The strange way in which it embraces, and kisses him deeply, with a half smile on his face and the perverse idea of him enough to stop the mask and be anyone for a bit.
Aaron has never been anyone. He was a husband, was a fool and was also a hero. It's never been anyone. Even Spencer has never been anyone.

He smiled, and slipped off the stupid glasses with colored lens, smiled and took off the stupid headphones and noticed that even when Aaron has run will you hit the target and no more than seven times in three hours. Even Aaron smiled and embraced him and he forgot all those ugly faces, and probably forgot that you are also a few feet underground in a stinking hole with gunpowder. He embraced everything, without leaving out even a little ', with both hands behind his Hookshot beautiful dark gray jacket and loosened the hug helps him to drop it and slowly dissolve the knot of his blue tie, and then embraced again, panting and Aaron, Aaron who is anyone in that moment, a divorced anyone, anyone a fool, a hero everyone supports him against the wall, and supports him, because there is nothing in this violent and Aaron there is nothing violent in the Spencer, that violence is both the familiar and perhaps not be violent is because it allows them not to get rid of what remains of mental health.
And Spencer is beautiful and does not try to understand anything, it's beautiful and Aaron is said that perhaps it is so beautiful and happy just because you may be aware that remember every detail of what is going on and maybe it's unfortunate things I remember only too, and the evidence that young perfect thing he does not know how to call, even if you do not describe young nor perfect, poor Aaron, while against the wall, Spencer seems happy hands of Aaron running shriveled on the buttons of his shirt and his beautiful mouth along the neck and has nothing to do with romance in any of its possible forms, perhaps, but that's okay ;, Aaron also has the belt undone and Spencer, and Spencer takes Aaron and Aaron's in the right hand supports the head in the hollow of his shoulder and thinks little, but thinks it should be red in the face and very ridiculous and it does not worry him at all. Aaron is beautiful and does not try to control anything. Rather, the feeling of having forgotten something, but he misses.
A part of what he is doing, wants to sleep, eat icicles in winter. The only want to come to mind unnecessary. Do not laugh at more than one target missed, one wonders what would Spence. Reid, Spencer Reid. Doctor. Then
with very long arms, skinny, Spence round his neck while lifting it up and Aaron Spence has legs around his waist and over his nose, and delighted by the new perspective, he decided to reward him, kissing him gently, as in a further suspension of time, a break in the break in the break between the unknown dead and buried, the bloodshed and all those brains gone bad - JJ
could wait until tomorrow? JJ find it tomorrow, choose it tomorrow. Oh, JJ - if not currently was the time, Aaron would be ashamed to imagine being able to think something so irresponsible, but now it's in Spencer, and is a damn hero anyone, anyone in a bloody genius, and genius groans and shakes with the strongest arms and legs, and then kissed him, kissed him so hard that Aaron believes that will not be able to breathe, do not breathe anymore and at first did not even feel like a big deal. Spence sucks the language with all the forces as it is with a sigh and violent music.


Friday, December 25, 2009

Freshman Initian Ideas

Heading back into the tunnel for my soul to burn.




Title:
half-crazy politicians demoralizing.


Author:




zoedriver

Beta: All and none ç_ç mainly due to [info] irish_breeze , martu89


&




eide_oconrad
!
Fandom: RPF Town, Latinfandom, Latindom xD (Romandom?)
Characters: Anneo Marco Lucano /

Petronius Arbiter, with references to Aulus Persius Flaccus &

Lucius Seneca Anneo
.

Rating: NC-17 in theory \u0026lt;3 Warning : Slashina, basically I am afraid that shit face. I do not think the sin of highbrow (?) Because it's all a mixture of various errors.

Word Count: 1488


Notes:
She, too, at the Third
P0rn
Fest! I hope that the good souls with that classic will understand! Ç_ç This is a mini-projects designed by me and the dear





irish_breeze

expensive at the time of maturity in order to be able to swallow a lot more easily 'material! And where we found? A write Pornfics xD Anyway, the fic really is bad, but I hope someone like it. To be more concise in explaining the characters better - I'd understand a fine if he did not want to go and read the wiki page ° ° - Lucano is a small equip (at the time of the fic is nineteen and is the ' year that would become famous for his work, "Pharsalia"), will die in twenty-four, killed by Nero, Petronius, as suggested by another prompt is what they say is a dandy avant la lettre, he died a few years after the holding of these facts, , under the emperor. As will be apparent from a reading extremely superficial, the fic does not claim to 'historical' or 'Roman' because they are capable with that kind of realism. To be clear, there are Roman saying 'fuck' or other crap like that, if it bothers you, and I understand, do not read xD Buh Happy reading! \u0026lt;3
Ps: in the banner below the faces of the two protagonists \u0026lt;3






That was not exactly what he did - which was used to doing and he knew if he repeated it and made him laugh, but it was over so and so would end for sure, because he was too drunk and too tired to think of having the strength to do anything else, any more, more, more after this. cheeks red from the wine dense, milk and honey, and caresses the other of which seemed to have forgotten. cheeks red from the wine dense, stared at the ceiling and enjoyed laughter and cups brindanti, fools and all the rest and eventually his head was placed on the floor, a smile and a silly old man with her seductive face and his beard pale yellow, strange wrinkle - that's for everyone, you'll notice two decades, many wrinkles - eyes and self-confident that at the end of the story managed to make him feel. Dirty.
He found himself thinking that his dear friend who knows what had become of him, his chaste friend, his friend the poet, Lost, where are you brother? And I think if he had stayed longer at her side - one or the other - maybe you would not have found lying beneath the old imitation of something halfway between a libertine fifteen and an author of those made and finished, complete with a literary salon, the wife and children of illegal cargo. Oh. The gods only knew if he had a wife.

He felt a strange sense of detachment, as a blow on the head or did not know what. It is not that he was accustomed to drinking and the ladies gold leaking, or sex with strangers known.

"All right, baby?" Petronio laughs. Petronio has a beautiful smile, as Lucan might realize. "Come on, with your little one healthy body at this time you find yourself in these conditions?" Petronio laughs. Lucan asked if I am giving the boring, this big bastard how dare, never seen before and sooner or later they will out, that's for sure. Or kill. Lucan wonders how many teens may have swept into the Emperor's secret room - oh, Nero, Hail Nero, who seems to hear him singing, acting and laughing with his loud voice and funny, as one who never, never, never in life should have the possibility of having power over people, never, never, never.

Petronio laughs, maybe Nero is feeling and we're thinking too, maybe not.
"So you would, little thing? Name, business - "" Marco, my name is Mar. ..- " "And what would you be? A sort of ... a writer, a poet? I have seen you around these parts with the little virgin saint. A child full of problems, but with a good head. You're half crazy politician demoralizing, too? " Lucano laughs, and throws both hands in his face, and feels like this strange need and ends up kissing that old pervert seducing, talking about his best friend as some sort of moral monster and it also shows that it is not entirely far-fetched, but it's really unattractive, but. threw both hands in his face and a finger in his mouth kisses mind, oh, kisses him and asks who will think Aulus Flaccus and laughs because he knows very well that Aulus think, or maybe if you'll be very quiet, Aulus and this thing will not think anything will be done in a perfect world things are not important.

The old spreads her knees and leans on the chest, and Mark is thin, but the old man is and is not heavy, and Mark thinks one thing at a time, one, one, and old laughs at him, his inexperience or whatever.
"are all the things you said"
"Even a policy damned fool?" But Mark did not
matter, and sway, and there is nothing to understand or explain. He could not remember the old man, that sacrosanct Petronio, eyes and soul of Ovid mysterious loner, to be naked or be remembered, once torn this or that good dress, loose belt, and everything else.
"... I also won an award tonight, it" must be that makes you laugh or makes you laugh Petronio, but have the impression that things are not going your way, while close to one 'else, really tight, feels Petronius on his belly, his chest Petronius, Petronius sacrosantissimi on her hips.
And in a strange position, but thinks that in somehow be able to take Petronio and the mouth is not bad, not bad for being a pervert, because his face as if in spite of all the young men enjoyed in that room, the face and difficulty in Marco, Marco finds it a wonderful thing. Because despite all, he seems to have a strange beauty, golden and purple for a while, but it's a moment really want to stay like this for another time, time.
Meanwhile Petronius or who the hell it is, stretching his hands behind his back and slides his fingers down from the navel, the navel of Mark, to the bottom and pick it up and rub him and Marco feels you really did not expect much and it seems they can not even breathe, while Petronius lose control, or maybe he is losing it, everything quantro but Petronio is really entered deeply, deeply and Marco does not understand its none - no more parties or poetry contests. Senate Senate Senate Senate. No more poor idiot crowned with laurels, or glory crap, nothing like that, Uncle, dear Uncle, help me. I want to go to court. Yes, Uncle, I know that I have little time, time. - Is deep and deeply moving, with her hands, and as the move so well behind us, will experience this beautiful old pervert, looking like one of those guys who is disconcerting about writing about, really nice, no jokes, with its share of mud and lack of ideology, that if Mark were to just say, not befitting, Mark, with green eyes and a certain innocence and deep sincere nice mouth full of Petronius. She wanted to scratch away the silver from the glass with bare hands, and stains all blood and bare hands, and had the impression that Petronius would have appreciated.
Maybe he just asked too much, take too much, too won.

of time (time) must be spent very little, Marco Lucano Anneo yet is in the hands of others, which seems to take it the right way. And so it goes away and just enough sweetness with the need, the perfect degree of affection, the most right amount of love can, can - who has no idea how, why Mark himself there he could never , damn damn old - he can lie down and Mark is in his arms above him, embraced him, Petronius and smells, despite the wine and vomit and sweat, it smells of sex and some - for Heracles - intellectual freedom, the stuff of nightmares.
But Mark, Mark is lost in that perfect world and does not care and never wanted anything so much in her life, her lips are four in a while with hips swaying Petronio take in hand, and it is a fact self-esteem and does not like to feel sorry for those with a face there, a step back, take it in her mouth, as if it had never worked so hard and shit, Petronio seems happy, fuck that, fuck that, that ca. ..-

Petronio smiles and rubs his eyes, the usual, and Mark asks how I managed to find him so attractive, while cleaning the face against the pillow in a pillow of blue that you had not noticed. (Believed to be on the ground or something like that, poor little, drunk with courage and innocence).
"But how old are you, then" he murmurs. He hesitates. It's just a matter of you ...- time, yes.
"Nineteen," which, despite everything, Lucan is not the one who tells lies.
"Bastard recommended demented dog. I never could see that corrupt your uncle. "
" Despite everything, I think my uncle is still good. That is why I agreed to - that I recommend "This thing makes a lot
laugh Petronio that by lying and sitting with the force of coughing, as if he knew or hoped to have little. In short, to have little, too.
"I understand, small dog insane. I understand. You're not - You're not one of those "and has recorded more dense and sweet wine in hand and where he finds and where to find the strength to drink it? "Unbearable nostalgia of those trigger-happy Republicans disguised as Cicero Cicero of Nero's clothing?"



Thursday, December 24, 2009

How Long Ocular Migraine

Mezzi pazzi politicanti demoralizzanti.




Title: Sleep Carefully




Author:






zoedriver


Beta:




eide_oconrad




Fandom: ER


Characters:
& John Carter Peter Benton

Rating: NC-17
in theory \u0026lt;3 Warning

:
Slashina terribly and disgustingly amateur and fluff.

Word Count: 901
Notes: Written for the Third P0rn Fest! It 's the first time in a million years that he wrote and published, and I hope that is not a total shit. The ship is amazing, and I hope there is someone out there who still love them they should, that I did not remember anything about them and now I only do it with the help of care
eide_oconrad & [info] brit_clo
\u0026lt;3 The title is not really a quota but a shit. I hope that suits you! \u0026lt;3 [info] So John leaves the head and legs and arms floating, enjoying the first real moment of solitude from sunset until a few hours from its beginning. and finds himself alone and smiles, what you said or what he has done, because it was a good evening and we heard a good doctor and so on in the way of sleep and on the way honey. hypersomnia. On average, we repeat, the time needed to fall asleep is seven ... and nothing. With his stupid little smile on his face, wrapped in cold blankets from the hospital, asks a bit 'of time, rest time out. It goes with the mind thinking here and there this and that and his grandmother does not think at all, think of colleges and college friends, that girl there, that doctor there, Dr. Benton. And Dr. Benton. And Dr. Benton opens the door. The small Carter gives back to the door but can not be other than the product Benton, those with heavy feet and you can almost hear the angles of the mouth buckled down and eyes focused on anything but him, but no lips, but no hands. Certainly not your thoughts, but his hands, those sometimes. John repeats that must be a dream, because the only thing I can think of right now, and four in the morning and is the third day in a row which are four in the morning, you must sleep. Must necessarily be a dream.
"What ... Carter? Carter? "John answered with a sound that even he does not know what it is, but must be convinced that she is sleeping, sleeping, and it is a dream. If it's a dream Peter will understand. "You're a nuisance from start to finish, Carter" agreement, it is very unlikely to be a dream. "You're not the only one with the sleep deprived" mischievous One could also take the risk of defining problems with authority, but the primary instinct of Carter, now, is to get up and leave his post to his upper and sleep at the foot like a dog and everything else, and forget about Thanksgiving dinner and Christmas gift and the smell of those silly mustaches on his face.
So John turns around and with that Musino scared and worried and damp of sleep and fatigue, he says it must have moved in some way is ridiculous, because Peter looks at him in his round face clammy and smiles. It is not often that happens, it must be really tired. Here again the instinct to leave, go back to work and let Peter sleep and rest, Peter's mentor, Peter the phenomenon, Peter genius. It 's like if Peter read all these things in his sleepy eyes, and then laughs again, with that low voice, laughs in the ridiculous mustache and approaches, the laughter becomes deeper, and John is not entirely sure is actually happening. The a hospital bed is too small for an average of one person.
"It could have been worse, however," murmurs Benton resting her head on the pillow. It 's a flurry of platitudes, but to John, who is not sure you're dreaming or what, seems a perfect time and can not wait to fall asleep thinking of the hands of Dr. Benton on her hips, the mustache of Dr. Benton on his neck, blacks in the eyes of Dr. Benton on his neck. have to be a dream for those who do not tell anybody. No essay, Dr. Benton fenomenalgeniale ditching the perfect plan to sleep two at a time. Would never do that, says John, Peter is able to think of this or that case for days and days without interruption, in one case and nothing more, nothing else in the world, like the great professional he is and that ...-
The hands of all are cold in Chicago. The cold hands of this talented professional, undermine the strap of his silly green pants. And he seems to hear him smile while you are wet mustache against his ear. And despite the problems with authority figures, what John is able to murmur, like a demented child, as an intern as a sleepy and unresponsive lover "He never sleeps, do you?"
and Peter laughs at the fact that give him of her, along with his hand while his erection sleepy and then reflects, and responds tonelessly "More than three hours of sleep a night and I get weak all day. You should have learned " John, like a doll out of place in his hands, turn the head in an unnatural way, in that bed too small, with the erection of Peter's back and pressed her hand and her sweet, violent up and down and the general feeling of surrealism on the darkness in a room full of stupid lights and even up and down, smiling on Peter's neck and suck the earlobe and that John would only be able to - here, here it is kissing and now feels as if he could, like the right thing to do ..- e.
John wonders who will clean up those sheets and when she does, and how many other doctors and nurses will sleep there before it happens. Peter does not care.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

How To Become Psychiatrist In Bc

Sleep Carefully

Since I do not write for a lifetime, I would not want you reading a stupisse too, but I'm bored, I have not smoked one time throughout the day and the reason is clear to me - because you, the package was over but tobacconists are open day and night and no kind of misanthropy can cause you to get such a terrible thing - I have studied enough (?), I do not want to see heroes, and despite being two dear friends for dinner I have nothing to cook, since it will eat frozen pizza. So here we are. [info] I do not feel neither up nor down, but we need to fill the empty type, you a new storyline. Mh. And according to anything, yes, I did the good wishes here irish_breeze [info] because ... because they are the worst, and in truth I never make anyone's wishes here. But since I know now I wish you to delet or

afeastforme
! Happy birthday dear, I wish you a beautiful day !>_____>

However, if there's a reason I return to write a stupid reason and expected to speak, a MEME!
Ah, what a beauty. Where did the meme than once? Ç_ç



you are the ___ to my ___




If fandoms we share The Same and You Want To Be the___ my___ to leave a comment in this post:)

you 're the Jo to my Dean you' re the Hotch Reid to my you 'Re the Blair to my Chuck
you' re the Bunny to my Marzio [info]

Friday, December 18, 2009

Why Is There A Dot On The Bottom Of My Beercan

Meme to pass the time-words: boring-

In truth I should study as if there were no tomorrow. But obviously I'm not doing. I would never pass the exams. . _. Taken from
[info] emo_globina

Put an X each time you did something.

Have you ever ...


[x] Smoked (I did two shots in my whole life, first to understand what the hell there was so nice to not finding anything in the smoke-and second-half because I was drunk. Vabeh .)
[x] consumed alcohol
[X] Slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex
[x] Slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex
[x] Kissed someone of the same sex (Eh. * rolls *)
[x] Had someone ' else in your room apart from the family
[x] watched a porn
[] Bought porn
[x] Tried drugs (the popper is useless. * decreed *)

Tot : 8

[x] Taken painkillers
[] Took someone else's prescription
[x] lied to your parents
[x] lied to your friends
[] run away from home
[X] Done something illegal
[x] feel hurt
[x] hurt someone
[x] wished someone to die
[] seen someone die

Tot: 7

[x] Failure
a curfew [] Were you out all night
[] Eaten alone / in a bowl of ice cream
[] State /
to a therapist [] State /
to rehab [x] Dyed your hair (once as a child)
[x] Caught a fine (never mind, it should be. 70 € for lack of maintenance of the lights. That is, while I was burned out light bulb is one of the two lighthouses and of course, being noon, I have not noticed. Bastards. . _.)
[x] Were you in an accident
[x] Were you in a nightclub
[x] Were you in a bar

Tot: 6

[] State / at a party in the "wild" (ie ...?)
[] Were you a parade of the Mardi Gras
[x] drank more than three alcoholic drinks in one night (AHAHAHAHAH. PATPATTA * * )
[] Had a spring break in Florida
[] sniffed anything
[] Used
black nail polish [x] Used the armband or waistband
[] Used
T-shirts with band names [x] Listened to rap
[] Owned a 50 Cent CD (LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL)

Tot: 3

[x] Dressed / a Gothic
[] Dressed / a in a way the opposite sex
[] Clothing / Punk
[] Dressed / a
Grunge [] Stole something
[x] Were you too drunk / a not remember anything (I got drunk twice in my life , and I do not remember a part of the evening. So it is half, etc.)
[] Gone / a comatose
[x] fainted / a
[] Had a crush on a do not close / a

Tot : 2


[x] Had a crush on a / a friend
[x] Were you at a concert (Evanescence, Within Temptation, Line 77. * Loves *)
[] pretended to do
sex with someone [x] It is called a bitch (ooooh, sir! * * takes it as a compliment)
[x] called someone a bitch (* see above *)
[] installed speakers in your car
[] Broken a mirror
[x] had a shower at the home of someone of the opposite sex
[x] brushed your teeth with the brush of someone else (by mistake. _.)

Tot: 6

[] Considered Ludacris your favorite rapper (Super Duper looool)
[x] seen a rated movie in the cinema
[x] went to a mall rather than at school (only once and was well sgam.)
[x] Skipped school (see above)
[x] Done surgery
[x] had a bad wound
[] Gone / a
in court [] Gone / via a
restaurant without paying [x] set fire to someone / something (at the end of the first school we've burned our school books sdfsfs)
[] lied about your age

Tot : 6

[] Owned / rented an apartment
[] broke the law in the presence of police / carabinieri
[] Done / someone / that already had a boy / girl to
[] Had trouble with the police / police
[x] Talked with a stranger
[x] Hugged / a a / a stranger / a (One who cosplay Spank. SPAAAANK çOOOOOOOOç)
[] Kissed a stranger
[] Done a ride in the car with a stranger
[x] Were you stressed out / in person by someone
[x] State / a stressed / a verbally by someone

Tot: 4

[x] met someone met online, live (the agenda)
[x] Were you online for 5 hours or more in a row (... ditto)
[x] S nanny on the phone more than 4 consecutive hours (4 hours and twenty minutes, the record. A friend of mine who suffered for love. I was dying. From that day on, my call was longer than forty minutes.)

[] watched TV for 5 hours straight
[x] Were you in a fair
[] State / seen a / a as a bad influence
[] Drunk driving / a
[x] Made a prank call to someone
[X] Lying on a couch next to someone of the opposite sex
[x] cheated on a task (Mathematics yay!)
Grand Total: 50

If you have less than 10 ... [I am a person.]
If you have more than 10 .. [I'm still good Bravin]
If you have more than 20 .. [I'm pretty forward]
If you have more than 30 .. [I'm a bad boy]
If you have more than 40 .. [I'm very bad influence]
If you have more than 50 .. [I'm a horrible person]
If you have more than 60 .. [I should be in prison]



Gucci, Gucci, look! I am a horrible person! * O * * * jumps

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Wedding Ceremony Wording

What was silent in the father speaks in the son, and often I've found in the son the unveiled secret

After a life of absence, it seems to me right back with a glorious meme !*____________________*
for life is always so up and down, always too little study and I have little confused. Sunday we went to Lucca, we have not bought anything but we've seen a lot of cosplay watchmen, and was satisfactory. Then I stand in front of the impanicata bsg.
raining as hell and metereopatia prevents me from being interesting, indiposcia;
Enjoy the meme \u0026lt;3 [info] (1) Pick one of your favorite albums, or just an album that you like; (2) Choose a fandom; (3) Associate each track to a character or a pairing. [info] THE SUPERFANMIX [info] MEME
Sam's Town, by the Killers/Supernatural

001.
Sam's Town (Sam Winchester)


Traccia di apertura dell'intero album, questo è uno of my favorites, especially in its beautiful acoustic version of pianolina pucciosa and together with the glitter \u0026lt;3 I know, the association may be an idiot. Well, it is! XD no great pretensions admit I assigned this song to the old Sam for a simple case of homonymous xD. Apart from that, I think that the text is uncomfortably apt, for example: [info] Nobody Ever Had a dream round here, But I do not really mind That it's starting to get to me; --- Why do you waste my time? Is the answer to the question on your mind And I'm sick of all my Judges so scared of what they'll find










002. Enterlude















003.





When You Were Young (Jo Harvell / Dean Winchester)








I know, this association does not do justice to all the little Jo, who eventually has no guilt to love that click with a square head, which certainly does not resemble at all to Jesus, but even talks like a gentilumo xD
The concept General of the song does not fit is the ship, but the idea of a girl in love and waiting for you, and EPR is a great way to think about this ship that I love and I loved it so much >////// //////////////////////////////\u0026lt; You sit there in your heartache Waiting On Some Beautiful Boy to To save you from your old ways You play forgiveness
Watch it now, as here he
--- [info] We're burning down the highway skyline On the back of a hurricane That started turning
When You Were Young
[info]
004.

Bling - Confessions of a King (John Winchester, John / Dean Wichester)


Oh, how nice to bring in the papi! Ç_ç I know that the ship is problematic and heavy and makes an impression, but from. I mean, I could cry just thinking about it. In any case, this award comes from stupid reasons, such as the Association John / King. True story, I would add that this is one of the most supernatural caznoni disc, thanks the atmosphere wild and barren that describes, and that leaves me free to think about the early years of this heartless John nor hope, across the United States with the children who sleep on the back seat. Do not comment that it is better. [info] I awoke on the roadside, In the land of the free ride, And I can not pull it any longer, The sun is beating down my neck [info] So I ran with the devil Left a trail of excuses, Like a stone on the water, The elements decide my do
, Watch it go - bling.






When I offer you survival,
You say it's hard enough to live,
Don't tell me that it's over,
shut up Poor and tired,
But more than this

How do you know that you're right?
If you're not nervous anymore,
It's not so bad, it's not so bad







I feel my vision slipping in and out of focus, But I'm pushing on for that horizon, I'm pushing on,
Now I've got the blowing wind against my face


.
--- [info] It ain't hard to hold, When it shines like gold, You'll remember me. [info] 005.




For Reasons Unknown (Sam / Dean Winchester)

is the first in a series of songs wincest! This is personally one of my favorite and most heart-rending, and the vision that I have given, here portrays that moment Sam is all galvanized by his capacity antidemone and seeing Dean in the miserable condition of a poor veteran, feels vanish the blind admiration of what he had against him and confuse it with love.

I pack my case, I check my face I look a little bit older I look a little bit colder
--- I caught my stride, I flew and flied I know if destiny's kind, I've got the rest on my mind
Well my heart, it don't beat, it don't beat the way it used to And my eyes, they don't see you no more And my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to
And my eyes don't recognize you no more







006.



Read my mind (John Winchester)


This was one of the most difficult assignments! Ç_ç the reality is that at least in the early stages this piece would have been more properly Sam / Dean, in pursuing me had seemed to detect some peek at the dear Bobby , but ultimately unsuccessful during the least of the lessons of political economy, I decided for the old John. Oh, if I love him; _;
The good old days, the honest man; The restless heart, the Promised Land --- It's funny how you just break down
Waitin 'On Some sign

I pull up to the front of your driveway With magic soakin
' my spine --- the loaded gun ; The drop dead dream, the Chosen One A southern drawl, a world unseen; ---

Slippin’ in my faith until I fall
You never returned that call
Woman, open the door, don't let it sting I wanna breathe that fire again.







007.




Uncle Johnny (Sam Winchester/Ruby)
Devo ammettere di averla pensata come la più impossible assignments. When everybody else refrained My uncle Johnny did cocaine ? Mh. On the other hand I said "This is a song about addiction" and that explains why I left room for a ship that does not love what you have to ç_ç Moreover sums up the various references to hunts and secret night of Sam and Ruby. What tears ç_ç I want to go out tonight
Come A Little Closer to the city lights Levitation
I is not your only friend Levitation coming back again
Feel a burning in your body's core It's a yearning that you cant ignore Now I wanna go out tonight --- My appetite aint got no heart I said my appetite aint got no heart Shocking people when you feel that pull Shock 'em, drop 'em when you know its full --- Tell us what's going on Feel's like everything's wrong.



008.



Bones (Dean Winchester/Castiel)



L'assegnazione che mi ha fatto decidere di fare il meme!*_____________________* Questo brano è pienissimo di riferimenti alla ship e boh */////////////* oltretutto la canzone è bellissima e ora ogni volta che la sento mi immagino un amv molto drammatico su loro due xD

We took a back road
we're gonna look at the stars
We took a back road in my car
---
but i don't really like you
apologetically dressed in the best put on the heartbeat line without an answer, the thunder speaks for the sky and on the cold wet dirt i cry --- a cinematic vision ensued like the holiest dream is someone calling an angel whispers my name but the message relayed is the same (wait till tomorrow you'll be fine) but it's gone to the dogs in my mind i always hear them when the dead of night
comes calling to save me from this fight
but they can never wrong this right ---
(Never had a lover)
I Never had a lover
(Never had soul)
I Never had soul
(Never had a good




time) I never had a good time
(Never got high)
I never got low.



009.





My List (Dean/Sam Winchester)



heartbreaking song, a dear dichiarazioncina by Dean, who finds himself all alone ç_ç
The first phrase associated with them always makes me blush !>////// ///////\u0026lt;


Let me wrap myself around you
Let me show you how I see And When you come back in from nowhere Do you ever think of me? Your Heart Is not Able
Let me show you how much I care
--- I got nothing on you baby But I always
Said Cause I try

--- Sometimes it gets hard
And she do not know
Do not give the ghost up just clench your fist You Should Have Known By Now You Were on my list --- When Your Heart Is Not Able And your prayers they're not fables. 010.

This River Is Wild (Dean / Sam Winchester)




This is one of my favorite songs of all time oh ç_ç ç_ç the association 's I thought of as 'the song which speaks to what is wrong and self-destructive to the report of Winchester' <3
E che mi dite dei riferimenti finali al circo (non sono forse i cari fratelli dei deliziosi freakshows?<3) e alle carte (pooooooooooker, anybody?xD)


But you always hold your head up high
Cause it's a long, long, long way down
This town was meant for passing through
But it ain't nothing new
Now go and show them
That the world stayed round
But it's a long, long, long way down
---
I just want to show you what I know And catch you when the current lets you go Or should I just get along with myself I never did get along with everybody else I've been trying hard to do what's right But you know I could stay here all night And watch the clouds fall from the sky --- Sometimes I'm nervous when I talk I shake a little Sometimes i hate the line I walk --- Now the cards are everywhere face in dust The fairground
--- But there's something pulling me
The circus and the crew Well they're just passing through
Making sure the merry still goes round
But it's a long, long, long way down.






011.


Why di I keep Counting? (DeanWinchester)

Street, this song was written otrebbe be thinking of Dean. REALLY. If one just wanted to say too much, ensando the Dean of the third season. Seriously. There are references to a father figure cumbersome, purgatory, an uncertain future and the desire for a common life. Dean Winchester ♥




There's a mountain waiting for me Oh
These Years I Have Been Trying
I do not know if I can use Them Am I Strong Enough To Be The One? Will I live to have some children? --- Help me get down, I can make it, Help me get down If I only knew the answer I wouldn't be bothering you,Father --- The days just slip and slide Like they always did
The trouble is my head Won't let me forget
---
If I only knew the answer,
If I change my way of living
And If I pave my streets with good times
Will the mountain keep on giving And if all of our days are numbered Then why do I keep counting
.








012.



Exlitude.