bungledramblingsofalesbianmind asked: In regards to wulfgrl58fics's post... I re-watched the movie the other day, and was like, "wait, when does cinna tie their hands together with the silk?!" and then I realized i was remembering your fic... job well done i'd say
That’s awesome ;) I love hearing things like that!
Victor
CH 10: Power and Control
Pairing: Jane/Maura
Rating: M (see warning in chapter)
Summary: Jane awakes in unfamiliar surroundings and all she knows is that Maura is gone.
Muscles in her back tensed one by one; she pressed her shoulders back and felt the point of her scapula assess the surface she was lying on…soft, padded, like a bed…but not the kind you sleep in. Jane froze. Hospital bed. Now, with a greater sense of urgency she willed her eyes open and was blinded by the white light that filled the room, though the glow was soft, her eyes weren’t adjusted and her sight went blank at the overstimulation. Tubes twined around her left arm, she could feel them, like cold plastic snakes coiled from the crook of her elbow down to her wrist. Her limbs still felt heavy, whatever sedative they had given her still wresting control from her own will. A little movement in her right arm, jerky, uncoordinated, she focused her attention on her fingers.
One…two…three…four…five…she counted, moving each finger in turn, then clenching her hand into a fist and lifting it slowly from her side. Her arm was only weight, the only way she even knew it was there, the heavy pressure that extended up into her shoulder as she moved it, other than that there was no feeling. It felt dead and useless, still numbed from the anesthetic or whatever they had given her, it felt more like some kind of prosthetic attachment than a natural part of her, but she managed to swing it across her body and suddenly there was a sensation…the tubes underneath her fingertips, the clammy soft feel of the skin of her other arm under the tubes. One…two…three…Jane counted again as she forced her fingers to close around the tubes and pull.
Ever since reading “Tribute ” by Crackinois (amazing Hunger Games Rizzles AU if you haven’t read it you should. ) I can only picture the President as Hoyt. Like watching the trailer for the new movie and seeing that other dude weirds out my brain.
What has this fandom done to me.
Haha mission accomplished! Lol
They look so peaceful when they’re sleeping.
this is it
this is the post that has killed me
(via buddha-in-disguise)
in which it is Janet Tamaro, who hides under the blanket, separating Jane and Maura…
DAMMIT TAMARO!
I can’t even with this fandom LMFAO
everyone was arguing whether there was an admin or not
(Source: dennersss, via erisedwild)
Oh, Maura Isles…
clillaryhinton asked: Really, J? You no read fic no more? *stops writing sweaty, body fluidy smut scene and starts knitting instead* OK, the knitting bit was a lie, but if that's yo tude I can just sit on my ass and watch lesbian sex closeups from Lost Girl instead, suit yourself ;)
Yours doesn’t count! You know I always need some sweaty, body fluidy smut scenes. Where’s my Rizzolia and Ilia?
