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Lettie ([info]osteological) wrote,
@ 2008-10-14 20:41:00


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Entry tags:fandoms, meme, this is why i'm hot

Stolen from Gypsy on LJ.
Pick a pairing from my fandoms, and come with a location and/or situation, and I will write you between 50 and 250 words I LAUGH IN THE FACE OF UPPER LIMITS about the kiss that happened in that context.

If you're not sure whether I do a fandom or not, ask!


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THIS IS XAVERIE
(Anonymous)
2008-10-15 05:01 am UTC (link)
UHHHHHHHH

Sylar + Angela

If there's anyone who could make him eat a healthy meal, it's totally Mama Petrelli.

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[info]osteological
2008-10-15 05:11 am UTC (link)
"Gabriel," Angela pressed, ignoring the way that her hand was shaking as she stood in the doorway to his cell, "You need to eat. And I don't want to hear anything about what you do or do not deserve, is that clear?"

He wasn't sure when he'd actually started to believe that she was his mother, but right now ... any trace of doubt about it was banished from his mind. "You're trembling, mother." His voice wasn't as sharp-edged as he'd been hoping it would be; apparently someone actually caring about his well-being and taking him at face value instead of thinking that he had an ulterior motive was taking its toll on him. He stepped back and she moved into the cell with the food, letting the door shut behind her.

"Fine." He held out his hand mechanically from where he was sitting and Angela dropped the plate into it, sliding behind him and giving his shoulder a firm squeeze. She pressed a kiss into his hair and merely stood there for a moment or two, still.

Finally, a son that she could be proud of.

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