I had an idea for Blair Waldorf fic, because really, I need to reconcile with her and love her as before, and this idea was included in all those movies are so fond. The fact is that today, when he returned from college, on the train, had been thinking in the fiction and the movies, and in the end, my mind has led to other films and film and kisses the end, as apparently I am a fic! whore I do not let pass without one, I have come uuun lot of mini-fics with kisses of movies and various fandoms (mostly Gossip Girl, because I am sold, converted and delivered .)
So, here are four minifics in which MIXn undress from the waist up, put a hat and make him and Chace quote, "
While on the screen, Sarah Jessica Parker cries and curses his eighteenth disaffection with Mr. Big, Chace doubt because if you tell it has had another photo session "softcore porn for housewives & rdquo ;, as he calls them, will taunting Ed & amp; eacute; l for at least a month.
"I'm thinking about buying a ranch, which is not entirely a lie, because sometimes, Chace wants to return to Texas, took a deep breathe again that air western smelling and tastes Technicolor epic and breathtaking sunsets, and spit in the face of Hollywood, or that version a bit more cumbersome and being at home in Hollywood where they live. Ed raises an eyebrow, he asked "Really?"
and smiles, with that smile of hers who is half evil, half anotherChace thing to get goose bumps.
shrugs, says "Yes " and turns to go to the kitchen to eat something. Ed does not hear up, the TV still on, so when, half way, someone takes note of the shoulder and is pressed against the wall, surprised.
Ed takes off his hat with one hand, takes the movement to stroke his cheek, to pass his fingers through his jaw and before you know it, the choreography, a step forward, Chace stumbles , has his back against the whitewashed wall above him is Ed ends in a kiss-profounded as a cave, deeper and deeper, intertwined languages as a cowboy rope. (Chace saw Brokeback Mountain a thousand years ago, when premiered, and everything that reminds of the movie is the feeling of empathy with the characters, the weight of the pieces of a heart n broken by wanting something you can not have fear and prejudice of others who always makes you the only misfortune of the story. He did not understand them because the mountain was small, that need out of the closet and does not remember the reunion kiss given Ennis and Jack had the same choreography, took the same caminority and followed the same steps as this one).
Chace is unraveled and his heart is in knots, Ed Crouch, collected his hat from the ground, gently place it over the hair , giving him a casual caress on the neck and says
"There's ranches in New York, Crawford Chace
swallows, swallowed the knot and chills and Ennis del Mar and fucking Jack Twist, and smiles, as the Good, the Bad and the Ugly, Clint Eastwood and smiles like John Wayne, smiles like a cowboy.
- Who says I would buy it, To New York? He asks, making a parody of action of sincere curiosity.
Ed shrugs and returns an Indian smile about to drop the poisoned arrow of Lucky Luke before taking out the revolver and shoot down the Dalton brothers at once.
"I'm in New York," he replied.
(one stroke) Chace
trying to stay in the pony herd, clings to the hair with one hand, he holds the balance not to be swept away.
gasps a little, because suddenly, that argument to persuade you of something you said half-jokinglyEU wants a fucking horse?
"I need," explains Chace, making pinwheels with his hands. Assuming that I bought the ranch in New York ... Assuming it would not be a real rancher if he had no horse. I need a mount.
Ed opens his mouth to respond, the closed, reaches into the refrigerator and pulls out a box of Chinese food that takes months on the top shelf of the refrigerator. Try the noodles, makes a face of disgust, as if meditating makes the response and takes time to answer, but when it does, as before, as always, do respond giving the coup de grace:
-Chace, if you want something to ride need not be a fucking ranch, "he says, leaving the food box and China over the sink with an air approaching predator, licking his lips a smile of obscene propositions and promises delicious .
kiss you again and Chace laughs against her lips, her laughter erupt from the center of the earth and Ed pulled into the living room because the sofa bed is close and too far because, Ed is right, if Chace wants a horse, does not need a ranch.
When they laugh between powders, when Ed forced to remove all & ldquock set eyes, upward to the Corinthian scrolls adorn the roof of the New York Public Library and snorts.
"Just so you know I'm a man of a single herb," he advises, and then adds. And do not play the pure and chaste virgin now, Waldorf, because scratches on the upholstery of my limousine, and the scar I have on the back tells a different story.
Blair sticks the heel of her Jimmy Choos in the shin, hissing "
can o &; Iacute; rte someone! "and Chuck also hisses of pain as curses between his teeth, because, for one, did not speak so loud and to follow, no one is around and sincerely doubt that anyone in the entire building . Only Blair Waldorf has little sense of getting into a library at half past six.
(He must believe that it is Audrey, that hide in the library and must have thought that was the last place that seek and he did not find it. He forgot that he found out Chuckof the church the other day, and that itself was the last place anyone would expect to find, "it takes to find all his life, even when not looking. He forgot that, as it is concerned, Chuck is a real hound).
The notes while playing with the blue pen and pretend to read the notes in mathematics and when he gets up, follows up the rows of shelves.
(Blair has arisen because it needs a comprehensive book on derivatives and notro, half lazy, half-charming, that irritating mixture of Humphrey Bogart and Marlon Brando, and Blair, to see him gather the ceñoy snorts again.
- Do not have anything better to do? I do not know ... harassing the waitresses at the Palace, put up your ass, raping a helpless girl in a roof ...? "I said, the poison that has been perfected over the years getting rid of syllables but Chuck will not budge a hair.
"Well now that you mention it," he says, outlining theand evil smirk, "I can think of some sixty-nine things we could do ...
(And the voice, the kind of hoarse whisper that is his trademark as much or more than the scarf, the return to the limousine, a kiss with open lips against the neck, with chills from the roots of hair, hoarse gasps dirty and pornographic poetry in your ear, to the ways of saliva through the skin).
A Blair comes off the book I was catching and Chuck's smile is extended by themp; aacute; testing them with the yolk, and Blair follows the movement with their eyes and know you are doing it on purpose, that is deliberately provoking.
Raise your eyes to look at him, does "Ugh," makes you want to be a face of disgust, but does not depart ( yet).
"You're sick, you're disgusting and I want nothing to do with you," he says, outlining the social and chewed smile, that smile of Queen Constance and Sen now the steps of the Met, that smilethat says "I will ruin your life and you will hate me for it."
Le away with a light tap on the shoulder, ready to move on with her head high and proud because Blair Waldorf is not a desperate melts with four little words, but Chuck intercepts, takes her by the waist and keeps it from moving.
Do not rub against it, or stick to your body, does not reduce the meters to millimeters, maintains the distance and it is torture.
"Do not confuse MLXC
sitting three minutes is passed, his face red and hands trembling, as long as things are beyond their control and slid it between his fingers, and ultimately decides to go home, because he has studied enough and also have to prepare for Thanksgiving dinner.
walk home, although five blocks, and the cold wind of late November there was the flush of her cheeks, her bare hands frozen until stop shaking and her swollen lips cracked by the contacts HTMLXC
Lucius Malfoy has never been to the movies, never seen a movie, because it is an invention and only the filthy Muggle mestizos and blood-soiled stoop to share a hobby with creatures so low. Lucius Malfoy is not a mongrel or a blood-soiled, is a pure magician magician does things and have fun like normal wizards, so I never went to the movies, never seen a film and, of course, knows that in 1997, Titanic, a film that pasaríaa in history as the most expensive in the world ("CHTMMoney wasted LXC amuse the animals "Lucius say, if I knew something like that) - swept the box office, Leonardo DiCaprio launched to stardom, making it the wet dream many men and women, telling one of those love stories that people remember as epic.
Therefore, because Lucius has never been to the cinema or seen a movie like Titanic, gave ; a ferry crossing the North Sea so you locked in Azkaban, not think about love stories frozen in the Pacific or sunken ships. sits in one of the inc & oacute, ways plastic seats, with Crabbe on one side and Rodolphus Lestrange other and not think about anything. Narcissa is also there, because Fudge on the bottom, was always a puppet very easy to use and always feared enough to give him everything he wanted, but far him in the stern of the boat, leaning against the railing with his arms outstretched, fingers clutching the metal, and her blond hair flying in the wind, waves and form a strange shade almost silver.
Watching her, Lucius thinks that if at the time jump, he could not do anything sincemaintains the look, and Lucius remembers his father once told him that his wife had " sirens filled eyes and a head full of birds " but now he just see water, clear and deep blue sky and the days without sun or rain. Lucius wants to ask " Now what?
"wants to ask if run into the arms of Snape or someone else, want to scream do not hate him because he is not at fault, ask him if he jumps, she jumps too but Azkaban is no longer a point in the distance grows and grows with each nudo that runs the ship, so Lucius leans, no frills, kisses.
The kisses he did not know that we will miss the sirens and the birds, because time is all you are doing and how scared he may be a man, because they have been broken ice under feet and the water can not maintain balance, and it has always been a selfish and despotic and have to mark it, make it clear to the world and especially to her, but she, "that is yours and anyone else. Narcissa replied, cold cold lips to lips, one hand tangled in her hair, dug her nails into the cr &; Aacute; neo and he sinks his fingers into the waist, pleasure and pain, scorn and tenderness, all in one and one in two. The
Malfoy kiss, with the sea front, a few miles from Azkaban, a few minutes apart, and as neither has been to the cinema or seen a movie ever, do not know they just repeat a scene from one of those love stories that people remember as epic.
(A) spaghetti for two Fandom: Gossip Girl
Pairing: Nate / Vanessa CHTMLis where he first heard the word "semen", "vagina" and other sexual terms (his parents were hippies and were not going to go by halves, they would not lighten up calls foward "daddy's little seed" and "melocotoncito Mom") and is confident that the left traumatized, but not solved the issue of spaghetti. (Dan Humphrey, who was his neighbor and best friend has always offered to help with the experiment, but Vanessa was too fresh in their parents' sexual talk, and rejected him badly. A coupleof days later thought better of it and repented, because that would have solved the mystery, but it was too late because Dan was offended and refused).
(The story of their lives). Vanessa tells Nate one afternoon during the Christmas holidays, and although he knows that child is a shameful story and a little pathetic, you can not avoid it, because Nate is a little depressed and a much concerned since his best friend is missing, probably in a constant intoxicated to escape the black hole that can swallow it and end up doing, if no one helps.C Nate laughs, as young children, does that squint and smile saying "Guilty, but I'm so cute I forgive him everything," and the truth is that he's so cute that if Vanessa was a superficial, I'd say leave it to cook and eat you prefer it.
(But Vanessa is not a superficial and also that of eating each other will come, sooner or later. If you play with patience, you play the winning card). Nate's first foray into the food turns out to be quite disastrous for their pots and cooking in general, butresult is not as bad as she expected. serve spaghetti with tomato sauce and salami, in a single dish, because Nate says they have to stay true to guióny of that brown paper bag that has already taken the apron , pasta, a bottle of virgin olive oil and other ingredients, take out, like Mary Poppins, a pair of tall candles and a red-checked tablecloth and Vanessa can not help but squirm with laughter to see him so involved.
He says, she says "You're taking it seriously, huh?" And Nate smiles, wicked smiles and a half gold. "Anything po answer your questions children, "he replied.
But Vanessa knows that he is not saying everything. (I know it is a natural observer and watched both Nate-of near, far and through the camera lens, because there are things that impact you as the rays of the sun and if you do not protect your eyes, you idiot ", which somehow has learned to find one hundred different versions of Nate in every smile, every tone, every gesture.) " And besides, is not 've seen the movie? Spaghetti can go a long way, ends up adding it, soefore.
(Of course, hold their little experiment. They struggle, because it gives them look funny if Nate gets a little cross-eyed, Vanessa ceñoy gather a little face is put armadillo-and when it turns out that the spaghetti she could be sufficiently long, they realize that the result is not true, because these two are so close together that seem exaggerated mm. not care, or that kissing with a piece of spaghetti in the mouth is a real mess because of the kisses go to the laughter and the laughter to kiss a circlerepetitive kill them in bed, fucking kisses and laughter and bad jokes and obscene on spaghetti, while the dish is cooled in the table)
****
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/user_ontd.gif?v=1){kind=small}
- And that hat, cowboy? Ed asks him when he sees appearing behind the sofa. 
0 comments:
Post a Comment