i run nedxnancy.tumblr.com for my daily fix of nancy/ned action. i love: nancy drew, law & order criminal intent, the fall, dark city, mad men, arrested development, archer, community, justified, lois & clark, star trek, perry mason, jane eyre, eddie izzard, terry pratchett, addams family, apple, bertha cool & donald lam, MST3K, interpol, my morning jacket, st vincent, playmobil, diana gabaldon's cracktastic outlander series, raymond chandler, cillian murphy, wodehouse; alias, chuck, carnivale, pushing daisies, the adventures of pete & pete, tomorrow people (new series), veronica mars, legend of the seeker/the sword of truth, lost, x-files.
She goes back to her own room to sleep because it would be so terribly clichéd to get drunk with Bobby in a hotel room halfway around the world and then fall into bed with him. She doesn’t feel up to it; when she’s alone, really alone, she just feels bruised, brittle, like all the solid space beneath her skin is just so much air. She only feels heavy when she’s scared, and here, she isn’t scared, and whatever they do, it’ll be over in the morning.
She’s just, finally, reached that warm equilibrium, has just slipped over when she jerks awake to the sound of her keyreader activating.
Immediately she’s half-convinced it’s Jo, and she’s groping on the bedside table for her gun when the door slides open on the security chain, and she recognizes Bobby’s silhouette.
"For God’s sake," she mutters, heart still hammering in her skull, and tosses back the bedding. He’s looking at his hands when she opens the door, one hand perched on her hip, and he keeps it shouldered open as she uses that bare square of illumination to find her way back to bed.
"Couldn’t sleep," he admits, taking one heavy step into the room, running his hand through his hair.
in my blood there’s gasoline (http://archiveofourown.org/works/31610)
[30 passages from 30 of my highest-traffic fics, Day 20]
um, this is possibly the greatest. man, I love this fandom and its quality reviewers. (via lonelychardonnay)
well, we have to keep the nonshippers happy, and we have to give the shippers a reason to smile when it’s over.
We all need to agree that Goren and Eames are in love. And I hope someone puts together a picspam of all their meaningful glances over the years and posts it so I can flip out and post fic.