Not A Batcave

Mash Game: Predict Your Future at eSPIN-the-Bottle

2008-06-10T18:40:29Z



		I will marry Ed Quinn.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Canada in our fabulous Apartment.
		We will have 25 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a purple Mitsubishi Grandis.
		I will spend my days as a writer, and live happily ever after.

guinny_hamilton @ 2008-01-18T23:06:00

2008-01-18T22:09:36Z

Stolen from under the awesomely brilliant brithistorian's nose:

Ask me a question. You'll get an answer. Will be truthful, if not helpful. ;)

(Comments screened, anonymous posting OK.)

New comm!

2007-12-18T14:53:08Z

Heh.

I just created a community dedicated to hot, evil men together with the lurvely ladytalon1.

Wanna join? Be patient. The layout is not done yet. It's in LadyT's capable hands. You can always comment on how much you want to join or how much you despise us for creating this comm, though.

We do need more Hot, Arrogant Men (Evilness Optional But Very Much Appreciated) to put in our interests. It doesn't matter how obscure they are, if they're hot and arrogant and/or evil, they should be on the list!

The idea is that you can post fic, pics, art, music mixes... all sorts of fun stuff. Let's see how it rolls.

*gleeful giggle*

Come one, come all! tehhamsters is the place to be!

hides

2007-11-29T22:56:28Z

For nutmeg610 because of her crappy week:

Marcus looked at his watch for what felt like the millionth time in twenty minutes. The one time he had to make use of public transport and the bus was late.

He glanced over at the pretty little brunette standing a few feet away. She seemed cold and not so much annoyed as completely miserable. He could offer to get her warm again, and he was fairly certain there would be some bliss involved for her as well, but sadly he was in a hurry, there was nothing in the near vicinity to shield them from the icy wind and Marcus would be damned before he had sex outside in the freezing cold.

He had a reputation to live up to after all.

The sound of a heavy vehicle turning a corner made him look up to see the bus approach. The brunette straightened up and shot him a shy smile, which settled it.

Someone had to pay for making her sad.

He politely let the girl enter the bus first and then narrowed his eyes at the driver, who had the audacity to ask for money for a service he had not properly provide. Hauling the cowering driver up by his neck, he basked in the fear on the man's face before he punched his fist clean through his chest.

There was a guttural sound and a twitch and the lifeless body sagged to the floor. Marcus used the jacket issued by the bus company to wipe his bloody fist and then smiled at the speechless brunette. He was surprised and a little turned on to see wicked satisfaction in her eyes.

He extended his hand to her. "Let's go somewhere warm."

guinny_hamilton @ 2007-08-11T11:51:00

2007-08-11T09:53:51Z