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[Useless but Interesting Stuff] Men in lovvo

P eople c oinvolte n and f acts: cialy_girl , namidayume
T ema: lovvoverse and gender! swap


Namida writes: Watch

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our fault is that SOMETIMES

Men do not count a saw
Linda writes:
MANY TIMES, LOVVA, very much. Lena
want to talk about and how it turns and turnarounds that all men are meeting?
Namida wrote:
are needed to meet the women and bon
MAOI YOU 'Lena
But even women eh, if all goes around the little finger
Linda writes:
but women have not, take Lisa or Mar'i * mmm * resist
Namida wrote:
The only two characters that hold the head are his father and Serenity there is little to do XD
Ehhh, the fact is that Mar'i has never been able to brush her, and Lisa finds herself in a wheelchair
Linda writes:
but it kills me to Ibn as behind it, Watch
Namida wrote:
Siiiii O___O
Linda writes:
Ahahahaha, OK, TRUE
Namida wrote:
He moves as it wants O___O
Linda writes:
but so
Namida wrote:
But it is worrying because he is not the kind
Mar'i has tried to put him in line FOR YEARS
And there is no successful
Linda writes: Ibn
but loves a mess, that is, the point I can not feel that connection astral have against him, but he loves her o_O

Namida wrote:
comes this, and immediately grabs his weak points and if he turns to his own pleasure and enjoyment

Linda writes:
yes IIII
Namida wrote:
certain that the men could revolt at the claims center
Linda writes:
I know that they are so submissive, now that they have got to be good
Namida wrote:
You know what? They are much sex xD
Linda writes:
true
Namida says: I think
silent for what, after all they are so good xD
Linda writes:
mass, at least not their fault if it happens something XDDD
Namida wrote:
as Helen of Troy, however, makes all the wars that
a frigate captain and another man that she takes it and pulls up a brutal war
so cool
Linda writes: Allan
but Elena is, however E_e
Namida wrote: SIII
ahahahaha XDD
Lovva sadly, for there should be a parcondicion gaioverse where are all males too
I fear not return a dignity to these people, eh? xD
Linda writes:

ahahaha moment, all
all boys?
would not do, however
Namida wrote:

But both Leno would continue to reign
Mar'io horn XD anyone

Linda writes:
exact XDDDD
but turns around Bint Leno that it will be wonderful
Namida wrote:
O____O yes
Linda writes:
will be a small little thing in danger of a big man reddish
Namida wrote:
big man tan?
lovva, but Lena is tall and skeletal
Even Leno will be high and * mmm * well, maybe because it is trained male
Linda writes:
Lena, yes, but Leno skeletal
do not see it higher but too powerful, no? not fat, skinny, but not dry
but you know what? a man pours his feeding problems, so that there is anorexic half
maybe it's a heavy smoker
Namida writes: Ohhh
O__O
and Allan the cocks?
Linda writes:
SIII * _ *
Namida wrote:
But I smell smoke that is bad> _ \u0026lt;can not be something violent? Type the hunt
Linda writes: ew

Namida wrote:
torture of Kryptonians being held in cellar, ok, stop me.
Linda writes:
but does not stink of smoke, U.S. mints. _. and opens the windows
AHAHAHAHAHAH, NAMI
Namida wrote:
remains on your clothes and hair stink
Smokers * mmm *, but can be a cool thing, like entering the room and there is so Leno: è_____é and smoke-filled room
Linda writes:
lovva.
Michelangelo.
Namida writes:


Linda writes:
SI FARA 'A SENATOR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Namida wrote:
MINC, MA LENO SURROUNDED BY WOMEN AS 'BANGING?!
Linda writes:
and will be in love with Maria, the maid
Namida writes:
ALLAN AND LOVE AGAIN! O_O I love her deeply
Michelangela
Linda writes:
Michelangelo and Leno, however, give us, that's all you hear is a lesbian, but if you can resist Michi certainly no Namida
writes:
Look, if I let their first time he's more drunk than she was and rant about Allan
I'll love you for life
Linda writes:
but yes
Namida wrote:
Such as "That damned! è__é thank goodness I have at my side, faithful people like you, Michi! "* looks *" Oh, but you're pretty "
Linda writes:
AHAHAHAHAH
Namida wrote: And you
so ... "Then when we talk about Michi
will" Oh, and you remember the time that I raped? "
Linda writes: awwww
XDDDDDDDD
Namida writes: Given that it was all
" I take this opportunity or I do not take advantage? "
Linda writes:
lovva but
Lena and Michi in Lovvo, they do not ever ever ever ever? even when he comes back and she is devastated and says, "Why are you back? You could be happy away from here. From me. "And he only looked at her and tell her:" You know why. "And she, after a while, 'him:" I want Allan to look at me still does. "?
Namida wrote:


But do we, eh
Linda writes:
we do?
Namida writes: We had to call
69verse
Linda writes:
Ahahahaha, we needed
Namida wrote:
But look, are the characters that pull eh
Linda writes: ARE THE
E_e
Namida wrote: But then Lena
Michi deserve and have been friends forever and we love a bang
Linda writes:
Siiiii
Namida wrote:
Oh, you know another problem lovvo?
shit little adults
But is the new gen that we talk about
Linda writes:
we do XDDDD
type the Titans, after having children, end up in oblivion XDD
Namida wrote:
Siiiii
Linda writes: Come on then goes
of which are reflected
involved in the events themselves but not for those things there is time, it
Namida wrote:
vabbeh But, come on, the Titans defeat Trigon and adults to break apart the bales to the JLA
is not really needed to something in the official canon XD bellini have to see but at most have their own missions
Linda writes:
very true
Namida says: I
real mess they never caused them. There were, however, when that thing Superboy
Linda writes: yep

but then when their stories do you put some detail and patience
Namida wrote:
SIII
the pussy 'self-criticism
Linda writes:
much XDDDD

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[Drabble] Original - Harry Potter

Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Torque: TykixLavi
Prompt: 42.Capolavoro @ 50drabble
Rating: NC-16
Genre: Noir, Erotic, Death
chapter number: X
Warnings: Shounen to
Word Count: 100
Notes: The title is in Portuguese. It should mean: The Noah that rewrote the history .
Link to the table: The Noah & The Bookman
previous chapters: Prologue - I - II - III - IV - V - VI - VII - VIII - IX

X. Paintings hanging on the wall of a life
After the stairs, a hallway.
Paintings on the walls. Dozens
. Hundreds of pictures.
Young and old masterpieces, trapped in their gilded frames, stared at them curious.
Lavi I watched the tele, slipping the pretty features of a girl with short black hair, a wrinkled up those funny little man from the dark circles that made him look like a panda, a face on the Japanese beauty ephebic.
When he arrived at a naughty boy ghignetto and red hair, partially hidden by a thick band, something flashed in my head. A thought. 's me.
"Hurry up, Bunny." Vanished
soon after, prompted by Tyki.

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Fandom: D.Gray-Man
Torque: TykixLavi
Prompt: 14.Magico @ 50drabble
Rating: NC-16
Genre: Noir, Erotic, Death
number of chapter IX
Warnings: Shounen to
Word Count: 100
Notes: The title is in Portuguese. It should mean: The Noah that rewrote the history .
Link to the table: The Noah & The Bookman
previous chapters: Prologue - I - II - III - IV - V - VI - VII - VIII

IX . The illusion of Prince illusionist
He still had clothes on, he noticed Lavi.
He should have, but he did not surprised, as he felt no interest in discovering how much time had passed, hours, days, months ... who knows. " Tyki
followed all the time, leaving the room and then down narrow stone steps, in an endless spiral that had no recollection of having driven to get there.
The alternating shades of gray, giving the impression of walking on a pinwheel.
"Where are we going?" Lavi had not actually asked, had a thought, nothing more.
"Secret." Piped Tyki-behind or in front? Right or left? - Campers a wink.

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Title: Half Freedom
Series: White Collar
Rating: PG
Genre: General
Character: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Pairing: Peter / Neal (pre-slash )
Word Count: 926
Disclaimers: White Collar 's characters are the rightholders.
Missing Moment of the pilot episode 1x01, the environmental shortly before the end, a few hours before Peter goes home to show a gift for El

not had much time to think about it, events have followed one after the other, and the fact that it is now a free man (half) rose in the background.
But the Dutchman was captured, and the ankle is still in his leg, with its green LED on to emphasize that freedom is a fictitious one that scored, but it has one, belongs to him and will do everything to maintain it.
Breathe deeply the oxygen of a city mess like New York, standing on the terrace, above the chaos, with a breathtaking view that allows him to watch the sun sets, taking away another day away from prison bars.
not even notice a star, smiling, at least until the voice of Peter is not coming from behind him, catching him by surprise.
'and' beautiful sunset when you see him live and not just on a postcard, right? "
will not look at him now before he closes his eyes, picking up pupils in the light of a sun dying behind the skyscrapers and then slowly rotates on itself, carrying the newly born smile and opens her eyes still partly blinded by the light. The only glimpse the figure of man, the white film that slowly abandons his view.
"Then you also know to be a romantic man, Peter." Says, mockingly, leaning to the wall surrounding the terrace.
'It is a role that will leave you happy. "Mutters the agent, piqued by his humor, as it advances past the coffee table, chairs and wrought iron pot of Italian coffee, to reach the balcony and at its appoggiarvici time. Look down toward the street because, unlike Neal who prefers to keep the look up and aspire to Olympus of the gods, he is conscious of being only a man and have all the duties as men.
"So you, what role do you take?" Investigates Neal, in the meantime. He also continues to watch, observe the movements, dark eyes, even his lips always curled into an expression that knows how to frown, professionalism and pride in what he does. Which is also what they read in his voice.
"I'll take the role of those who put the bad guys behind bars."
That's right, there is pride in what he says and a touch of malice, but with one eye looking towards the younger.
'It is a role that suits you. "Says Neal.
"You too."
Maybe a little 'one expected that he would have said and that they would speak of what they did today, together, but can not deny being equally satisfied to hear you say. Stupidly happy, so when a few days before he set foot outside the prison in the custody of the FBI, but his few miles of freedom instead of two square meters allowed by the cell.
"Neal."
Once again the low voice of Peter distracts him from his thoughts, knits his brow and his eyes reflected in those of man. They stare for a long time, they do so in silence and under an orange sun slips away, leaving the place at night, its star and its moon.
"There are other sunsets that await you."
It sounds trite, silly and theatrically poetic, especially when uttered from the mouth of Peter, but Neal must admit that the act that follows has a completely different flavor, and closes his eyes while his hand through his hair brown sinks agent that the fraudster has not yet had time to cut as it should have really gone full-day of its release? The seem to only a few hours-and it draws the head a bit 'more of him in an instinctive movement, however, ended almost immediately. In return Peter
resumed talking.
"I think we stand?"
"We're still talking about the sunset?"
"I speak of four years."
"Oh, the four years that will belong to you." He smiles, raising an eyebrow with a sly air, "From we went to the double meaning of romance, have you noticed? "
"You're not funny."
"A little bit, come on, you must admit that I am a little bit. Ultimately, it is also why you like me. "
For a moment Peter gasps, more embarrassed by the voice of the mischievous trickster who lust for the phrase itself.
"You ..."
egocentric, narcissistic blowhard ... Choose any adjective already knows it will not be sufficient to describe Neal Caffrey, then leaves in mid-sentence, he sighed heavily, crosses his arms to his chest and shakes his head, dandogliela won.
Whatever Neal, you're right, it's also what he likes, especially now that the con man nods no real reason, focusing eyes blue over the terrace, sunk somewhere between the buildings of the Big Apple and blows a quiet "Your ...." It is simple for its obviousness, as if there were nothing wrong with belonging to an FBI agent, making for a while 'by Kate and the man with the ring.
Peter, at this point, no one really knows what to say. Everything that comes to mind is at odds with its own character, fidelity, and so far-fetched, even with their work.
So in the end only nods, returning to his own time to watch the road and ruffling his hair in a quick gesture of the other.
"For four years." Murmured to himself.
"For four years." Confirmation Neal.
Four years in the service of good, to be subject to their rules and resist the temptations that led to the crook in jail. Four years is a long time, seem endless, but whatever it's worth it.

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[ details] Nina Delgado

Name: Ninda Delgado
Identity Thunder
Parents: not received Other relatives
: Richard Delgado (son)
Birth: 2003 Death
: 2035
Character: Nina is a girl with a strong personality, rather headstrong and reckless, but knows how to be gentle and caring with people he loves. After being tricked by Anybody, will not trust the people around her easily, but Richard will change her mind at this point.
Powers: Nina controls the electricity.
Costume: tight black suit and white, with lightning on the sides
History:
2003/2019 - Born in Spain, where it is given in adopt newborn. No family, however, seems to be able to look after her: her powers, which manifest themselves at an early age, are dangerous and not at all manageable by the child. Is assigned to various families, to remain permanently in an institution. It is assumed that one parent was part of "Project Luthor." Vivacchia for a while 'in Spain, but at sixteen, with the necessary documents, decides to move to America, where it will use the name of Thunder.
2020 - Spend a year "quiet", protecting several towns, without ever putting down roots in a fixed place. Fighting primarily with common criminals, but there are battles that lead to dangerous to be appreciated by the people and the superhero community. At the end of the year, will meet Richard Tyler Jr.
2021 - After a long courtship, the two begin a relationship, and she settled near Los Angeles.
pity that the boy disappears into thin air, and when she tries to contact him he pretended not to know at all. At that, Nina decides to tell the story to various media, providing a variety of problems for Titans, who continue to back up his companion.
You'll find out later that, indeed, Richard was not to have been with her, but the shapeshifting of the Injustice League Anybody .
The news, of course, leave you puzzled Nina. Despite
the bad publicity received, the Teen Titans will prove helpful to the girl. Especially Richard, who feels somewhat guilty, will the next pregnancy. Nina soon you will realize that being in love, but prefer to keep everything on Plato, held back by fear to hear Richard "caged" with the birth of a child.
the day of the birth of baby - Richard Delgado -, Anybody, posing as a nurse, kidnaps him.
Nina reacts badly to the event, start looking for the child regardless of the victims it leaves behind, to be told the hiding place and dell'Injustice Anybody.
Collaboration with the Titans - who had promised to help - jump because of his extreme measures. Richard repeatedly tries to bring her to herself, to no avail.
2022/2025 - The search continues unabated, Nina is now considered more a vigilante than a super-heroine. But the years pass and she begins to resign.
When, in '25, Nightstar proposes to join the Justice League Young, Nina agrees.
2026/2029 - Considering the violent methods acquired in recent years, Nina is well in YJL, even if their unorthodox methods lead them to have disputes with the rest of the superhero community.
will be one of the few to escape from the Centers for Rehabilitation took Lena Luthor.
2029 - Together with others, participate in the liberation of heroes, and will become part of Outsiders.
2030/2035 - Despite efforts by the Outsiders, Nina never really abandoned the search for Richard. And in the end can really find him, but he died trying to protect him during a confrontation with the JLA , who mistook him for her father Anybody.
City: New York
Team: Young Justice League, Outsiders
Trivia:
- He taught a little 'in English the Titans and the Outsiders in the period, even Mar'i could learn the language.


[Photo: Nina Dobrev - Character: cialy_girl , namidayume ]

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Title: Good guy, bad liar
Series: White Collar
Rating: PG
Genre: Introspective
Character: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Pairing: / /
Prompt: White Collar, Peter Burke x Neal Caffrey, "You lied to me."
Warning: SPOILER
Word Count: 482
Disclaimers: The characters in White Collar are the rightholders.
Based on the episode 2x02 - Need to know
Fic written for Fanon! Fest @ FW.it

What Neal is a smile that you can not really define that and not even remotely like those that Peter is accustomed to see him in the face.
curve is a kind of sketchy, slipped over her mouth to mask the nuances of disappointment, however, the law clearly in the eye, just before they hatch and leave the lips that the voice is to accuse him openly.
"I've never lied." He says looking into his eyes, across the desk, locked both in the office of Burke, at times, 'the impression of being built in a different world - a world where the good guys always win and the people who mind ends up behind bars.
Yet Peter is sitting there.
And he lied.
"I've done. You lied to me, Peter. " continues to repeat the eyes of a con man and maybe Peter is deeply grateful that I do not really hear those words because they sound different on the lips of Neal, sound like the cry of a pained by his vice confidence same teeth. It is not a nice picture, it is not even feeling guilty about something that had the right to do.
Lying to Neal.
He did it for him, basically. You
This is the bullshit that was repeated last night, when asked Diana to meet in his apartment to discuss the music box and everything that surrounds it.
"Oh please, Neal, you're lying by trade." Defend himself, peak (colpevole!), ready to defend his case by FBI agent, a faithful husband and oldest man in the room.
But Neal is not a kid is young and impudent, but it is no longer a kid for a long time.
"I've never lied to you ."
And it is able to silence Peter one sentence only, six words and a point.
This is a low blow.
For a moment, everything can be see the human face is the confusion.
"Maybe I made you come to incorrect conclusions," Neal resumed "but were never lies."
In a moment hundreds of thoughts have entered the mind of the agent, confusing, leaving him gasping: Neal has always lied to all but him, he has hurt Neal, Neal believed in him, Neal, Neal and Neal yet.
The same Neal that moves in slow steps to the office, to give it back and its mirror reflection faded on the glass surrounding the room, separating them from the rest of the world - that world of bad guys who lie and will end behind the bars, even if everyone lies -good and bad-before or later, for one reason or another. For
Neal.
Or, perhaps more for themselves.
The truth is that Neal is not to need protection, it is Peter who need to protect it and, whether he likes it or not, will continue to do so.

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Title: Trust me
Series: White Collar
Rating: PG-14
Genre: Action
Character: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Pairing: PeterxNeal (pre-slash )
Prompt: White Collar, Peter Burke x Neal Caffrey, "Trust me."
Word Count: 965
Disclaimers: White Collar 's characters are the rightholders.
Fic written for Fanon! Fest @ FW.it

"Trust me."
He had said, with a mischievous smile and shining eyes and mischievous child, giving the impression that those eyes contain all existing shades of blue and know more about the unmentionable.
He had made simple.
Trapped like a rat, surrounded by a whole team of the FBI Violent Crimes division and that of the White Collar, the researcher pointed the gun at the head of a hostage, growling because "I want that bastard dressed as a dandy I return my fucking diamonds. "
But Neal had smiled as though there were nothing to worry about.
Although this time it was one of the bad guys that men usually hunted Burke, this was a real bad one that had killed and dismembered his victims after they swallow the jewelry stolen .
This was a monster.
A monster that we had a death in the young con man, he was able to scrub.
E Neal asked him to trust him.
"Okay."
He did.
had trusted.
It did not make it pleasant. The narrow shoulder
Neal, who had instinctively caught in his own hand, had slowly dissolved and the fingers were glides along the Italian suit, maintaining contact for longer than necessary, until the tip of his fingers had not found the back of the crook. Then the boy was advanced and Peter found himself only to tighten the gap with a lump in his throat, a bad feeling that wound in the head and the lips firmly to order him not to avoid bullshit, to go back and sit in the safely behind him, where the agent could protect him better. Instead
had left to go.
he always did, only to believe the words of Elizabeth.
Neal Trust for once, you may find that will not disappoint.
"Damn, Neal ..." was the last which had blown away, along with the breath, before hearing a single shot to shot that made his blood run cold.
front of their eyes, Neal's body fell to the ground, while a bullet reached him straight in the chest.
A lot would have done the same noise.
would fall the same way.
But would not hurt ...
not heard the second shot, exploded by the guns in order of the FBI, which had centered in the middle of the head of the person sought, too busy to get rid of the hassle of dandy that he had started talking to him to reason with him. Do not even heard the voices of the officers shouting "Man down! Man on the ground. " For a moment
world stopped turning.
Trivially. A moment
long time to do so trudging toward the body lying on the ground, while the smell of Ferruginous blood dripping from the head of the requested invaded smell.
'Neal ... Do not do this ... "Peter whispered through his teeth, putting on him, kneeling down beside her and opening his eyes to the dark hole that the bullet had opened in waistcoat gray boy. Fucked up one of his beloved Devore.
stretched hands, rushing to unbutton the garment and do the same with the shirt, with the fury of a desperate, blasting one button after another, getting lost along the sidewalks of a road blocked by cops and FBI. Until
a deep breath of the living world is not reported in the young con man, the exact moment when Peter's fingers touched the body armor.
The jacket! God, that was stupid to forget to put averglielo made by Jones!
"I hate guns, always find ways to hurt you ..." muttered the younger, groaning with the pain of the bullet that pushed strongly reinforced his jacket against his chest, shaking him.
He sat down, helped by the agent, naked, and then try to focus on the situation, note the figure of the woman taken hostage who marched unharmed and the FBI together with the men guilty on the ground, in a pool of blood.
wrinkled his nose, quickly averting his eyes, disgusted, encountering the frown of Peter. This was enough to revive a broad smile, roguish, gleaming white teeth and eyes of blue, the smile of a breath-taking.
"Since Peter? I told you he would win the hearts, "said proud to have guessed.
Peter nodded, more out of a conditioned reflex that the sentence of the crook.
continued to keep the frown and scowl turned to him and finally stood up, holding the youngest to help him do the same, while the other rested against his neck, pushed affectionately. Broke away soon after, with a pouting child buff who turned and gave him the air of having offended by something, maybe for being so stupid to worry about.
"I swear I'll never trust you more." He hissed, pointing the finger at Neal.
"Come on, everything went as expected, no?"
"As expected, my eye! First of all you should not have to exchange the diamond last night and, second, that could kill you. Do you know what? That I would lose ... "he stopped suddenly, realizing what he was saying.
"Me?" Ventured another.
perfectly centered point.
Peter shook his head.
"Work, Neal, spoke of the work. Then wait and hope that I trust more. "
Neal sighed, swallowing his disappointment.
"I'll talk about it next time." Uttered, pretending nothing.
"Oh, no-no-no-no-no. NO. I know that look and I can already tell you now that there will be no next time. "
" But I say yes. "Opened his eyes wide-Gods, was the world in those two eyes only! - Widening the smile until show your teeth white and straight "Trust me."
Damn, he had remade!
front of those eyes and that smile, that Peter could not capitulate. Again.

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In all I want to walk up to the actually ...

I would have written many lines of rhythm, in which people breathe, the circles from which people go and play the guitar, the languages that totter in swinglish. I would describe in detail each person irrelevant beauty, but beautiful in a tan happiness. I would tell how to braid hair curled and how to combine pink and turquoise.
Perhaps you would have heard the syncopated beat of my heart and saw the blinking his eyes from the carcass.
I would complain, as can be with all close without a single pair of hands on the shoulders - far away.
I would have taught you wink at all the muscles of the face and send sms air.
I certainly would have remembered that once saw each of the individuals encountered, I would have remembered all the dances and lived to them again.
I have learned that the musicians - as narrators: they do not know what a melody is made of copper pieces, while the mind does not come song is penned by someone else.
I would not have missed the rock and on it.
But for all this, I was too happy ...

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Carload controversy, as we know, the last thing. And when the bed is a nice coupe wider seats, the temperature regardless of the window 22, and napkins in the toilet did not end in the first half hour, then they are magically transformed into a pleasant acquaintance with diminutives name suffixes and "you", keep on hand "you."
Speaking of cool tolerant Europe and good hot-stuffy Russia, cold Helsinki tide: the wave rolls and faces of passers-by turned to you, smiles, distorted - wave rolled back, and pass away, forget about you without putting you into my world view. Steam? Sweden? Italy? Plane home? 18 days? So much does not fit in the head border guard. Haa-up trade promotion duu-maat.
Interethnic children, languages, from the set of degenerate in oral, without the written option, love, northern tale is materialized in the house and blue passports, the Russian remote places (1m 500 inhabitants) is replaced by hinterland Finnish - 120 families without fences. Children are paying for something, to speak in Russian, children who speak Russian with Finnish syntax, the dream of the English-speaking high Education and longing for condensed milk: either you are well now or will be - children.
emigration to the north, wrapped in the end most losses (language, high-priced day by day, the books do not fit into the trunk once a year, communication, friendship, people who hide behind fences) than acquisition (dual citizenship - twice more papers and documents that can be lost).
(Airplane-Station-Rome) Perron-cell-Helsinki. Ten times overheard an Italian speech was greeted twice provoslavlnaya church on three sides is the little Viking, coffee from a thermos, fat seagulls, trying to figure out where it goes lindy in the park - the city is not more than their own cards.

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Title: Operation: Screw the
Which Series: White Collar
Rating: PG
Genre: comedies
Character: Neal Caffrey, Peter Burke, Diana Lancing, Clinton Jones
Pairing: PeterxElizabeth (implicit )
Warning: SPOILER (mild)
Word Count: 903
Notes: This show is giving me the head and the end of episode 2 of the second series killed me. Neal starts jumping with the offending photo is a must XD humming. The fic still stands more or less in the second set, at the right time, in a random in the city of New York. Clear, eh *_*"?
However this time the slash is not really ... even if it is implied that these two love each other and stuff *_*".
Disclaimers: The characters in White Collar are the rightholders.
Flashfic based on the episode 2x02 - Need to know

Tic-tac.
Time passed, and relentless bastard.
lungs demanded air and legs were becoming increasingly heavy.
did not know how much longer he could keep that pace, but she was young damn it!, Had managed to get away for three whole years close to chase the FBI (at the insistence of Peter!) And was convinced to have enough breath to do it the last few kilometers away from the place designated for the operation "Which the Screw." Squeeze
While the suitcase and tried to find the strength to move forward. He thought of Peter, the fact that everyone was waiting and could not disappoint the Bureau. Not when, by the success of the operation would depend on the approval of Peter.
had to endure just another few minutes.
Then everything would be over.

the place designated, the feds had already prepared the first preparation, but without the briefcase he was carrying all that Neal was useless.
Jones shook his head, resigned, bringing his hands to his neck almost entirely shaved.
"It will in time ..." he muttered through clenched teeth.
Curse.
But when the agents were about to throw in the towel, the voice of the forger echoed in the room and showed her figure at the door: "There, there!"
Diana was the first to run in counter.
'Neal, finally! Is it possible that you always get the last moment? "
joined him in his eyes and tried a test that would allow her to understand that he was able to follow the plan.
"Just in time, eh?" Neal was panting, but this did not prevent him to show a smile full of arrogant satisfaction. He had it made, did not count anything else.
"Hurry, time is short."

few minutes later, all the pieces that were used to complete the operation were going to their place thanks to the pieces of an enormous photograph that Neal had hidden in my briefcase. Every detail matched like a puzzle-even Mozzie would have approved the perfection with which all the pieces were by joining-up and approached the tricky part: the end.

flattened against the wall and hid behind the door, trying to pick up any noise from the stairs, Jones was on alert. Before long, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs leading to the room. The man who had been waiting
had arrived.
"In Position."
gave the signal and the staff held their breath, instinctively bringing his hands to holster guns, even though they knew perfectly well that, this time for joy-of-Neal, was not necessary for any weapons.

When the man came out of hiding agents surrounding it to prevent any escape.
Feeling trapped, drew the pistol pointing in order ahead of him, with the barrel pointed straight-straight between the eyes and swallowed a Neal: "I swear that was not my idea!"
front of him , pistol in hand, the special agent Peter Burke stared in disbelief and his colleagues behind them, the huge photography that cover almost the entire wall and withdrew with those awful mustache that the forger had defined the Mario Bros .
and colored in red letters, below the photo, the phrase stood out: Happy Bday, Boss.
"What are you thinking?" Was the only thing that Peter was able to gasp, before a wave of "Happy Birthday" to overwhelm him in full, leaving him stunned for a moment, bit by bit, however, her lips began to curl in his typical smile that would also bring the right eye to shrink, the head to recline a few degrees and thin lips to open.
"Okay, it was a nice surprise." granted, thanking those present with a single look, then go back to look at the shameful blow. Began to have a nasty feeling that at any moment, the ceiling would fall to defeat dozens of mushrooms by jumping on them, but pretended to nothing.
"So who do I thank for the photo, eh?" He asked and, simultaneously, all the agents found themselves agreed to take a step back and give the young forger, the only one that stood still, smiling nervously, on wonder where were the emergency exits.
"Neal." Peter spoke, enunciating the letters one by one.
"Peter." Blew the younger.
"I had to guess."
"You say that you need is a" hundred of these days, "to make you forgive me?" The Federal
paused, pretending to think about it, but when you look found that rascal of a counterfeiter, the answer was obvious.
No. "
" I was afraid. In my defense, I can say that Diana was to propose to have it printed so big. "He lied and it earned him a silent threat to the woman as Peter sighed, rolling his eyes to the ceiling, finding that even covered with horrific photographs Bros! Peter.
"When you tell him to El, as a minimum I will ride, too."
"Oh Peter, do not worry, I'm already I think. "purred slyly Neal, focusing of the camera phone to the man and then making a brief overview of the place," Take care, Elizabeth, you can just turn up. "chuckled the woman who finally had to respond with video and a laugh and a "Peter, I do not understand why you wanted to burn all of the other photos in which you had a mustache, you were so ... ♥ cute! "
" What? What ... Ma .. and that when you pulled out? Neal! And stop back! Elizabeth, stop answering calls to Neal and you stop to call my wife! I just said! No, no pictures! Caffrey, "
There was no doubt the operation the Screw Which was a complete success.

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[Original] Deadly earthquacke

Title: A name and a surname
Series: White Collar
Rating: PG
Genre: Generic
Character: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Pairing: PeterxNeal (pre-slash )
Word Count: 970
Notes: How can you not love this show and its characters (maschilicoffcoff)? Now it is so entered in my obsessions that I finished and I to write on a flashfic. Nothing challenging, nothing really slash, but let's face it, Peter and Neal pretty much do it on purpose to give all 'ideas on the sti couple. More than "love for Kate," but if I miss it clear whether or not Kate spare> _>! Jokes aside, the fic is sort of missing a moment of the episode Vital Signs e. .. and nothing, I tried, that's it XD.
Disclaimers: The characters in White Collar are the rightholders.
Flashfic based on the episode 1x10 - Vital Signs

Neal Caffrey. A
name. A surname. A thorn in the side.
With his magnetic blue eyes and his way of opening his eyes all the time, to catch even the smallest ray of light and attract attention in those wells that say "Look at me, are beautiful, and you have beautiful eyes can not do anything. "
Neal Caffrey. With that his hateful
full inquiry, that his impeccably to wear anywhere and pull out like a model.
"It 's a Devore."'s Feels almost say, with the air of a dandy pedantic.
With a hat. Omnipresent. Irritating. Almost as much as the way he spins on his head and then calarselo on brown hair perfectly coiffed. Each
. Damn. Time.
"Oh, but I find it just before casting the damn hat in the trash and then send him back to prison." Growls angrily Peter, the car in gear and going at full speed toward the clinic where idiot has seen fit to artifact to slip back to play cops and robbers, without understanding what it is for the FBI. It is enough. Not their advisers. Especially not their advisers criminals.

When he finds he can not believe his eyes and even his own ears, seen as the boy succeeds in torturing eardrums reduced even in this terrible state. Despite everything that can not enjoy a sigh of relief before the pitiful performance of the song forger.
At least it is not dying.
not have the faintest idea how I can trascinarselo to a meeting room behind the plan, the seemingly endless corridors, has the impression that all the doors have been specially locked to deprive them of any hiding place and it seems that the servants have multiplied in just minutes. Moreover Neal does not cooperate and it weighs on me like a dead weight, aggrappandoglisi shoulder the bad-worse, and when she finally managed to pull it a bit 'higher and a few steps forward, his mouth comes so close to your ear feel his breath against the skin with the drawling mumble, "You are strong ... Wow. Peter, you're really strong. "
" Do it over. "Repeats, once again, swallowing the embarrassment.
dropped it on the carpet of the meeting room, heavy with the fatigue of being led up to it and exasperated by the thought of pounding off the hook that boy. One day he will kill them both, is the phrase that goes through your head while listening to the ravings of Neal, who speaks of pigeons, money, people and even videotapes of security. The
videotape.
This was missing. But
porc ...
One day I'll kill him. concludes mentally.
But then again, Neal manages to leave you breathless: sighs and throws it into a greenhouse of his sentences, his voice languid due to the drug that they put in a circle and shining eyes looking weary as human . Coming together and sunk.
"Of all the people in my life, Mozzie, Kate even ... You're the only one. "
" The only thing? " dried hisses the FBI agent.
"The only person in my life, I trust."
Peter is silent. He closes his eyes for a moment and puts his hand through his hair of the youngest in a rude and clumsy caress.
Whether you're cursed, Neal Caffrey.
is screwed. Fucking. With a heart that melts and the physical need to move away from that guy before you do something you regret: hug, promise the moon, kiss ...
For heaven's sake, is a man! A married man who loves his wife!
And really loves Elizabeth, more than any other woman in the world, but in the eyes of Neal, drifting to the effects of drugs, and insistence with which it seeks to convey in silence-only-that look really, really , whatever happens is willing to put their lives in the hands of FBI agent, everything he thinks Peter is they can not disappoint.
Then, also thinks it would be easier if you throw everything out the window, but mainly reflects on how to get him out of that mess and how to protect it again.

Half an hour later I'm away in the car that eats up the tarmac and lungs that breathe the polluted air of New York.
safely.
The videotape of the surveillance is in the pocket of the jacket of Peter. This was stolen.
Peter. Lo. Ha. Stolen.
'It is the first and last time. "Mumbles, repeat for the twenty-eighth time in ten minutes, like a mantra that seems to have no more purpose. The hands are crushing the steering wheel and the forehead is furrowed in an expression of scowl.
"Peter." Neal called him, slumped at her side.
"Be still and let me drive."
The boy is silent, obedient, but still keep the blue eyes turned toward him, waiting. Patient. Leaving the second pass. One after another. Not in a hurry.
"All right, speak!"
knew this would happen this way.
"What the hell is it now?" Application exasperated agent, repenting, after having noticed too late the malicious flash through his gaze and smile canagliesco that tired, born on the lips.
"I like when you worry about me."
We miss that little Peter nail, but before he can growl at anything, the forger has seen fit to slather on the car seat, pick up the head in his hands muttering a plaintive "Ouch, that teeeestaaa sore." and close your eyes with every intention of falling asleep, taking refuge in a dream world, away from the comments of the agent and all that gave birth to his statement.
And Peter can not help but watch it.
hallucinating. Irritated. Confused. Embarrassed. Cotto to suck ...
'Te Neal swear ... I hate you ... '

Neal Caffrey. A
name. A surname. A source of endless trouble ...
... can not help but continue to be desired.