This song screams "NC-17"

[dramaturgy]

"Interview With A Vampire" on TV. Woohoo!

I believe this is the part where you rub your hands, grin evilly, cackle, "Excellent", or any combination of the above three. I have two, count 'em, TWO Rankinstaff drabbles for you.

dixie_malfoy? firewillow? angelevangeline? stoptocheer is the Ebilest of them all.

I have a note written in blue highlighter below this one:

MEMO
To: Liz
From: Liz
Re: Is your brain alive?

I think I caught Melle's brain tumor, slightly different strain.


Gloating

Chris typed, can i just gloat and say that I know the secret of the badger *grin*!!!

Chris laughed to himself. He had to admit, there was a perverse pleasure in dangling this in front of them. They'd neverk now exactly what he had to do to find out. He highly doubted most of them knew what a blow job was. And all for the secret of the badger. It had seemed a fair (and pleasurable) trade, even though neither of them were gay.

But all he did was give his computer screen a quirky grin and press "post reply".

angel of the morning

"Just call me angel of the morning, angel.
Just touch my cheek before you leave me..."

The song played softly on the radio, and Sean yawned and rubbed his eyes. Four in the morning. He was leaving. He was done filming. Leaving London. Leaving Chris. They stayed up until 2:30, talking and stealing chaste, quick kisses in between the camaraderie.

Christ, couldn't some heterosexual mates have a friggin' cuddle?

But standing over Chris, asleep in the bed, and him running a hand over the freckled cheek, he wished they were gay, because then he'd be free to say, "I love you."

Ow. My head. >_<


Quidditch, anyone?

Katie's never been confident in her chasing ability. After guys, that is. Growing up with three older brothers has given her tomboyish tendencies. That's why when Oliver grins at her and tells her, "Nice goal!", all she can do is grin.

The three chasers got back into formation, Katie blushing red.

"Nice goal," Angelina giggled, imitating Oliver's Scottish brogue.

"Oh, shut up," Katie snapped, throwing the Quaffle to her harder than necessary.

"You girls coming or not?" Oliver yelled from in front of the hoops.

Alicia and Angelina exchanged looks, and sniggered. "I don't know, should we be, Katie?" Alicia asked.

Katie sniffed. "I hate you both."

Oliver's insistence that "he doesn't have all day" only made Alicia and Angelina laugh harder, and Katie's face turn a brilliant Gryffindor scarlet. I really need new friends she thought as her fellow chasers howled with laughter and clung to their brooms.