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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	kickawesome 2008-03-23 03:07 am UTC (link)
	Vinny/Griff YOU KNEW THIS WAS COMING Giada/Elphias I know I've given you this before, but shh Will/John LULZ Booth/Greer IDK (Reply to this)(Thread)

Giada/Elphias

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-23 04:55 am UTC (link)

Right, so. She should've snogged Elphias a long time ago.

Not that Giada thought she could've snogged him a long time ago, because it apparently took getting a girlfriend and catching an almost fatal disease to bring out the snogger extraordinarie that was Elphias Doge.

They spun around, Elphias pressing her to the side of her house, hands running up and down her sides. Wow, okay, she felt kind of dirty about all of this because it was Elphy, but when you grew up to look the way he did, then---well---childhood memories kind of went out the window.

"Elphias!!!"

They froze, mouths still pressed together as their eyes turned toward the voice of Elphias' mother. Oh, Merlin. This would be bad. But they stood completely still---the bush should block her sight of them. Elphias' eyes shut tightly and he pressed his forehead to her shoulder, muttering something that sounded like a prayer.

"Elphias, dinner!!"

"Coming!" he shouted, and Giada bit back a laugh---oy, this was bloody perfect for them.

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Booth/Greer

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-23 10:24 pm UTC (link)

"So---that's it. Cheers to the Booths."

The guests raised their glasses and clinked them around, and Greer hopped off the little stage---but it wasn't a second after he'd touched the dance floor that he was tackled by Tomas, in a manly, gripping hug. Fucking hell, Greer had been sarcastic and snarmy throughout it all, but it was the nicest bloody thing anyone's ever said about him and---

"I love you, man!" Tomas let out, and he knew the alcohol was helping, but fuck if this day hadn't made him an emotional wreck. All that auror training about keeping your emotions in check? Out the fucking window.

Greer didn't respond for a moment, but his grip around Tomas' tightened and ugh, now people were applauding but---they'd been best mates since first year, Greer had been there when Tomas' father died, Tomas was there when Annabelle was born, they'd spent basically their entire lives together--

"Come on you poofs!" they heard Olivia and Avis shout, and the best friends broke apart, not daring to look each other in the eyes.

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Vinny/Griff

cristina_lacosa
2008-03-25 05:09 pm UTC (link)

"I can't believe you've never been here before!" Greer Kirkham yelled at his brother, smacking Griff across the back of the head before leading him down the row of lockers. Practice had finished a good ten minutes ago but some of the Cannons were still lingering in the locker room---well, mostly all of them. The rookies were shifting through their belongings, which had been soaked with some green substance that Greer couldn't tell you was.

"Yeah, looks like I picked the right day to do so..." Griff muttered, not following Greer as he continued off through the room, going on and on about the lack of wirelesses around the place. No, Griff had spotted something more interesting than his brother (not that it was hard to do, but---) and slowly made his way down the locker bay.

He had to be a rookie by the ooze dripping out from the locker and onto the floor. The player looked rather young, probably fresh from Hogwarts, and the deep frown on his face tightened his jawline.

"Initiation?" Griff asked, and the rookie turned, and don't think that Griff hadn't noticed he didn't have a shirt on before---no, no he had, but he had to play it cool, and not start drooling before he even got the kid to turn around. Ah, yes--definitely young, had to be seventeen---Merlin, Griff thought, he was old. This kid wasn't even in Hogwarts when he graduated, but, holy hell.

"Er--yeah. You're---you're--wow, hah, sorry," the boy ran his hand over his shaven head (another one of the Cannons' initiation processes), "I'm still--star...struck, I'm---I'm Vinny Gudgeon, I---well, I'm a utility player, I don't really have...not a starter or...or anything."

Griff grinned, putting aside the age difference for now as he clapped the boy--Vinny--on the shoulder. Merlin, what a set of arms.

"Don't worry, I'm a bit struck myself."

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