cris • tee • nuh (cristina_lacosa) wrote,
@ 2008-03-22 21:16:00

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my fingers are twitchy!
Ship any of my characters, past or present, with one of your characters that my character has never shipped with and perhaps you've wondered what would could have been. Even if it means one or both of our characters needs to switch which team their batting for. If you put a slash in it, I'll write it.

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	im_sirius 2008-03-23 02:19 am UTC (link)
	Will/Vivica Erin/Sirius Sirius/Miranda Psyke/Malcolm Cam/Estella (Reply to this)(Thread)

Will/Vivica

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-23 03:46 am UTC (link)

Will sent an amused smirk toward Vivica Avery, who was standing prettily in the doorway of the locker room. His jersey hung only on his arms, as he'd just pulled it over his head, and he stood there for a moment before flinging it off and into the locker. He knew he was standing there half dressed, but that wasn't really a problem when Vivica was around.

"Come out to support your House, Avery?"

She shrugged slyly, and Will dropped down to the bench. He was done chasing her, and as she took her first few steps into the locker room, he was sure that she was finally approaching him.

"Mm, you could say that. You're really good at..."

"Hm, yes," she was between his legs now, his hands immediately going to her waist, "What position do I play, again?"

"The one that stops the ball from going into the hoop, of course," Vivica answered smartly. Will grinned and pulled her into his lap before kissing her hard. See. She knew how to play the game.

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	im_sirius 2008-03-23 10:27 am UTC (link)
	OH OH Emmeline/Vivica Emmeline/Sirius Molly/Sirius (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

Molly/Sirius

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-26 01:48 am UTC (link)

"Now, now, what are you, eleven?"

"Twelve!" Sirius Black retorted with a frown, pouting his chin greatly. "Might as well say I'm thirteen, my birthday's only...only...just a little more than six months away! So I'm twelve and a half, much more than eleven."

Molly rolled her eyes, patting her round stomach idly. This pregnancy was leaving her more exhausted than Bill's ever had, so she could only wonder what kind of bouncy baby boy Charlie was going to be. Of course, this left her stuck in the house when her brothers came to visit, and today, because of their rather large backyard, Fabian had volunteered the Burrow's lawn for a quidditch practice.

She was unsure of how Walburga Black had allowed her eldest and heir to come out to their house (the Weasleys being some of the biggest blood traitors known to man) but it quickly occurred to her that Sirius was a remarkable story teller, and had probably told his mother he was off learning some dark art spells with his cousins. Just thinking of Bellatrix made Molly shiver, and she turned back to the oven, reaching for her mitts.

"Allow me," Sirius said, snatching them away and he expertly opened the door of the over and pulled the cookie pan out, lying it gracefully on the counter.

"Thank you very much, Sirius," Molly said with a grin, ready to take her wand to put the cookies on a rack. She had two over when she noticed the boy was still staring at her, and she patted down her hair before turning to him. "Is something the matter?"

"Shouldn't I get a reward?"

"I'll give you a cookie when they're cooled."

"I mean---a better reward?" Molly's eyes widened as the realization hit her, and Sirius' face fell. That was when she heard the snickers from the kitchen doorway, the one leading into the back yard. She turned quickly and recognized James Potter and Frank Longbottom, both giggling like maniacs at the sight.

"OUT, OUT!!!!" and she managed to send her spatulas (yes, plural) after the boys and into the yard.

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Psyke/Malcolm

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-23 09:53 pm UTC (link)

Malcolm pushed and shoved through the crowd, arms flailing greatly---he was sure he'd knocked over a few people's drinks as he went, but ohhh fuck oh hell he needed---he needed to get out of there, right now, oh--oh--there.

"PSYKE!" he shrieked, making the blond turn from her conversation with Clara. The two women turned to stare at the shouting, and Psyke's hand went up in question. No. Time. To. Explain.

Oh, Lord help him, please don't let Harper killhimitwasalifeanddeathsituation.

"Malcolm, what's---Mmmrmmph--" Psyke hands pushed against Malcolm's chest as he kissed her, but his grip around her was far too tight--Merlin, it must really look like they're going at it, it felt like the music had stopped and-

"Oh, so you are straight," a big, husky voice came from the side. Malcolm and Psyke turned to see the largest, tallest, roundest man ever to cross the threshold of a house standing a meter or two from them, and he pouted greatly before leaving.

"I owe you my life," Malcolm sighed, slumping into Clara's seat---she'd taken a topple off and was currently dying of laughter on the floor below.

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Erin/Sirius

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-24 08:38 pm UTC (link)

"I think you're lying."

Sirius shrugged, regarding Erin with a severe lack of interest. Her lips pursed; he had to be lying, Benjy would've talked to her if any of this was true.

"Why should I believe you?" she asked, squirming slightly in her seat. See, see. Sirius was telling her that Benjy fancied her, which, well. She could believe. She'd known him for ages, and he was always very nice to her over the summer when she visited her gram, so it made sense, but why would he send Sirius Black of all people to tell her this?

"He's intimidated," Sirius responded, sitting down on the bench beside her. "You're a beautiful, smart, seventh year, and he's a gawky fifth year who's never kissed a girl before."

"I thought he dated Lily?"

"No, no, that was just a cover, she's got quite the lock on key on her, Evans does."

Erin frowned again, as Sirius had seemed to move closer. Hm. This wasn't sounding right.

"He shouldn't be intimidated, I mean---he can't be that bad of a kisser, he's never tried!" Erin argued, suddenly wondering what it was like to kiss Ben. Hm. He was rather handsome, you know, and tall, very tall---she liked tall guys, and he had such lovely hair---"Mmmph!"

She quickly pushed Sirius away, shocked beyond belief that he'd just leaned over and kissed her!

"What did you do that for!"

"I needed to find out how well you kissed before I let Ben make an arse out of himself for no reason!"

Erin gawked, and then smacked him on the shoulder before leaving the courtyard. Merlin. Well. She hoped Sirius told Ben she was good.

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