I like Grissom/Sara ( as I liked Spike/Buffy), but I do like them broken, because they are.
Yes. I feel that way about both pairings--if the brokenness is acknowledged, it can lead to some
very
good fic.
I also agree with you about well-written schmoop. Sometimes I'm in the mood for it the way I'm sometimes in the mood for a big gooey dessert that otherwise would make me feel ill.
I like the way that this season
it's sort of become an open secret between the two of them. There's no more of these tentative overtures from Sara, with Grissom ducking out of it. He knows, and she knows he knows, and they don't really know what to do with it.
Michael gets Mary-Sue-ized:
His hair was perfect, a combination of textures, a fusion of wondrous colors, an astoundingly perfect blend of sun kissed locks and even in this light one could see the distinctive russet, auburn, dark blonde, dark brown and silver and gray locks.
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He was truly a magnificent specimen of a man, handsome but not pretty, tall but not gigantic, trim but not skinny and unaffected as all hell.
one could see the distinctive russet, auburn, dark blonde, dark brown and silver and gray locks.
I've seen that look a lot. It generally makes me think "highlighting malfunction."
even in this light one could see the distinctive russet, auburn, dark blonde, dark brown and silver and gray locks.
He sounds like a tortoiseshell (sp?) cat!
the distinctive russet, auburn, dark blonde, dark brown and silver and gray
It sound to me like Joseph's Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat!
She never heard of "Less is more,"
I have to see this movie? Show?
to see if anybody really looks like that.
I am sorry. Anybody short of the Chiquita Banana woman does not need more than one sentence or two adjectives (whichever takes up less space) to describe HAIR.
Especially on a man. For men, it is like, "He was not bald, but he was not a member of Guns 'n' Roses." Draw your own conclusion.
Especially on a man. For men, it is like, "He was not bald, but he was not a member of Guns 'n' Roses." Draw your own conclusion.
But then you miss this, this, not to mention this, the variety here, or the beauty here.
Women's hair? Call me prejudiced, but a little less ... involving.
ita, there is only so much description a julius casar haircut can take before bursting into flames on a man's head.
...which event, in itself, would require lots of description!