Some way to stop seeing bowler hats or glowing cigarette butts from the
corners of his eye. Sometimes he swore he could smell them, unwashed
bodies muted with mud, a godawful stench really, but his godawful stench. His men.
“And he did indeed look very fine. You’re still better.” He rocked up onto his toes and kissed Bucky’s cheek. “Go tell ‘em Mister Stark approves and appreciates the rush job.”
Thankfully, Pepper simply laughed instead of taking offense. “Good heavens, your mother is almost as bad as mine! I didn’t even know she read the New York papers until she called and asked me all about you after the gala. Next thing I know she’s going to be unearthing the hope chest she started for me when I was sixteen.”
“Jus’ go to the tenth floor,” he said, he said, slurring a little; vodka always went to his head, along with whiskey, tequila, and scopolamine. “I can get you the right sort of gun.”
Steve raised his eyes to meet Buck’s, then, and
he held Buck’s gaze for a long, still moment before he nodded and turned away.
He carefully laid the two pennies in the exact center of the big table, side by
side, two bright glints in that dark expanse.
Finn smirks a little, and Poe must feel it against his skin; because he presses his hand to the back of Finn’s head: keep doing what you’re doing buddy. Finn’s mouth moves, biting down perhaps, and Poe hisses a little, his hips rocking involuntarily.
Instead of cowering in a corner she got to work. When Bard returned almost two days later, he found her coordinating food service and medical relief for what would turn out to be the entire city.
“You know, you could always settle.” Titus’ voice drifted down the hall towards her, like an expensive but overpowering perfume. “That would keep us from wasting all our precious time and money.”
He felt
himself cut off as the ship lifted into the air. Out of the window, he could
see the space around them jolt past until there was nothing left but a sickly
green void. Then, all Mick could feel was his eyes rolling back in his head as
darkness took him over.
His mouth drops away from Harry’s shoulder and within moments, his quiet babble joins the sound of flesh on flesh. He has no idea what he’s saying. He could be reciting his shopping list for all he knows.
He’s never been good at relying on
others, especially when it comes to money. The moment he left home for college,
Cisco had made it a point to never be in a position where he had to
ask anyone for help; his parents included. To suddenly be in a
position where he quite literally had nothing but the meager
possessions he carried with him through the portal was uncomfortable,
to say the least.
“Not really. She kind of hated your guts. Said I love your damn campaign more than her,” Nan looked up and grinned at the sound of a knock on the kitchen door. “I worry about her judgement.”
My
parents bought their house with the thoughts of at least two children. Joe moving
in had seen to that, at least for a while. Getting it back to myself – going
back to being the one kid living there – happened for the normal and
nobody-dying reason of Joe moving out for college.
Ezri sips her latte and fiddles with her biscotti. Starting the conversation up again is harder with the little break to order food, but she takes a valiant stab at it. “Wow, I… so how have you been?”
Chapters: 12/13 Fandom: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, DS1920s Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Julian Bashir/Elim Garak Characters: Julian Bashir, Elim Garak, Benjamin Sisko, Jadzia Dax, Odo, Kira Nerys, Miles O'Brien, and a variety of convenient characters, insectoid and otherwise Additional Tags: AU, Alternate Universe, Genteel Interbellum, sort of, Jeeves and Wooster - Freeform, Wodehouse, Pastiche, done with love!
No doubt you can imagine Julian’s state of mind as the matrimonial day dawned. Well, I say dawned, but of course it’s always black and starry-ish around these parts. Still, the gist is clear, what? Let us not dwell on this, and instead let us discuss how I fretted, which was wholeheartedly.
So, I know Suicide Squad won best makeup, but can we just take a moment to appreciate the makeup in Star Trek Beyond anyway? I mean, just look at these:
First off, Kalara. The color gradient and the ridges are just gorgeous.
For Natalia, who only even in this one scene, they had to create super-light prostheses, AND they used a new iridescent, color-shifting pigmentthat had never been used in makeup before.
Those lights on Krall? They’re not CG. They imbedded fiber optics into the prosthesis.
And Jaylah. Wonderful Jaylah, they made a “bulletproof” makeup formula that won’t bleed at all and then APPLIED ALL OF THOSE LINES BY HAND.
tbh what i remember about ‘apocalypse rising’ is what sisko looked hella fine as a klingon and what dukat actually died of thirst on the spot, that’s all