Argh.... *pounces on LJ cut and stabs it repeatedly with a rusty spatula*
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Late NightsFandom: Life on Mars (UK) Words: 453 Rating: PG-13Late Nights
Notes: Slash-tastic implications
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"You said these would fit!"
"Well, brainbox, you never mentioned how bloody big it was going to get!"
"How was I supposed to know that you didn't know that sort of thing?!"
Approaching footsteps sent both the figures diving for cover, pulling it in front of them and trying together to stuff it under the desk. Once the footsteps faded, one shot the other a blue-green, narrow-eyed glare.
"Just what are you implying, detective?"
"I'm imply
by ~Xiilnek
DistractionFandom: Doctor Who (Ninth Doctor) Rating: G Words: 150 Notes: UST, slashy thoughtsDistraction
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Light from the console spilled onto the Doctor's nose, over his cheekbones, and across his forehead. It caught in the shadows between his eyebrows and beside his mouth as he frowned, leaning just a little further into the TARDIS to fiddle with the machinery. The Doctor paused, then reached back to pat the floor beside him. The frown deepened, and he pulled back to look around. His gaze stopped. The mouth moved.
The world came back sudden clarity, as if someone had changed reality from 'slow
by ~Xiilnek
Look, 2Title: Look Fandom: Life on Mars (UK) Length: 368 words Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Gene/??? pre-slashLook, 2
Look at that - studied slouch, every inch of him perfectly placed. No belt around sunbleached, torn jeans, hips thrown out at exactly the right angle to attract attention - smooth stomach, back arched just enough - must be a cold night, judging by his outline against that threadbare excuse for a shirt. Wonder if the lad could use a jacket.
I can see his eyelashes, if I squint a certain way - a thin dark line against skin yellowed from the streetlight, eyelids closed on an oddly peaceful expressio
by ~Xiilnek
Look, 1Title: Look Fandom: Life on Mars (UK) Length: 317 words Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Gene/??? pre-slashLook, 1
Look at that - studied slouch, every inch of him perfectly placed. No belt around sunbleached, torn jeans, hips thrown out at exactly the right angle to attract attention - smooth stomach, back arched just enough - must be a cold night, judging by his outline against that threadbare excuse for a shirt. Wonder if the lad could use a jacket.
I can see his eyelashes, if I squint a certain way - a thin dark line against skin yellowed from the streetlight, eyelids closed on an oddly peaceful expression
by ~Xiilnek
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Aaaaaah. *bookmarks*
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