I suppose it could be...I think it's a connotation thing. Like if you say "She's trying to fuck with me." she might or might not wanna get you naked. I have read it that other way... but not in Homicide...poor Tim's life would have been so different.
Jeez, don't get all Movie of the Week. I was just too cheap to buy you a real present.
Dawn ,'The Killer In Me'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
erikaj - Oct 25, 2003 1:28:30 pm PDT #7193 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
shrift - Oct 25, 2003 3:01:35 pm PDT #7194 of 10001
"You can't put a price on the joy of not giving a shit." -Zenkitty
Oh, Shrift, I'm dying with laughter here.
Yay! I found Xander to be an unexpected source of delight while tackling this story. (So much so that I was worried I was getting a little too self-indulgent. Heh.)
scrappy - Oct 25, 2003 3:35:18 pm PDT #7195 of 10001
Nobody
Hey, RL! Haven't seen your wonderful self around these parts much.
erikaj - Oct 25, 2003 5:38:17 pm PDT #7196 of 10001
Always Anti-fascist!
More at [link]
deborah grabien - Oct 26, 2003 2:49:34 pm PST #7197 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
First Sunday 100 drabble. Theme is costumes, masks, masques....
Of His Kind
"Nice party."
He recognised neither the voice nor the face. She was pretty, he could tell that much, cheekbones and clean lines and a full mouth. Hell, Angel thought, the mouth alone was worth the price of admission; it was as lush and tender as an autumn rose.
"Dance with me?"
He led her onto the dance floor. If Cordelia was going to talk him into throwing a Halloween party, he might as well have fun.
In the Hyperion's night-blooming garden, he bent to kiss her. Her changing face, the lunge at his throat, left him laughing and her unmasked.
Katie M - Oct 26, 2003 2:53:03 pm PST #7198 of 10001
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
Ha! Oh, I like that.
smonster - Oct 26, 2003 3:11:11 pm PST #7199 of 10001
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.
Her changing face, the lunge at his throat, left him laughing and her unmasked.
Verrra nice.
sfmarty - Oct 26, 2003 3:17:05 pm PST #7200 of 10001
Who? moi??
snerk
deborah grabien - Oct 26, 2003 3:30:05 pm PST #7201 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
I get to write two more. I think I will.
Not right this second, though. Cleaning.
deborah grabien - Oct 26, 2003 3:51:11 pm PST #7202 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.
Drabble the second, following a theme.
Of My Kind 2 (no spoilers)
It's wasn't a holiday, here in Paris. Then again, Paris has never needed a reason to deck itself out en fete.
The smallish young man - others would probably call him compact - moved through throngs of men dressed as pirates and couriers, of women dressed as houris and queens and butterflies. A girl, detaching herself from a glittering throng drinking champagne at the Seine's edge, whirled him into the dance. Fiddlers scraped a merry tune.
Oz pulled her close, spun her away, caught the wolf-scent on her. He let go of her hand, wondering if she'd scented him first.