the hour + tvd fic (bonus: twitlight)

[ladygawain]

Okay, quickly:

The Hour

1.  I just saw episode 201 of The Hour, and it was wonderful and as aesthetically pleasing as ever.
2. I can't contain all of my feelings re: the central OT3 (Bel, Freddie, Hector) because the show is playing them so perfectly and it hurts. Those first twenty odd minutes were absorbing but Freddie's  absence was a palpable thing, and it was meant to be, and I love that I would feel that same achy gaping hole if Bel (head) or Hector (face-body) was missing - because they are an actual dysfunctional functioning OT3 and it's great (Freddie is the beating bloody mess of a heart if that's not obvious).
3. I do get rather sick of this show's fixation with tragic blondes? I know and understand the rationale but I am tired of these women-creature-objects of abuse/obsession/violence etc. that invariably end up dead or covered in bruises, yet lack any semblance of voice or agency in and of themselves. We'll see how it goes this time around.
4. RANDALL & LIX. Was there even a question? I ship it a disgusting amount and it's been one episode for me. But all of the kinks, I'm here for them, singularly, together, tangentially - whatever.
5. Bel & Freddie. I suppose no one writes anything about the ones that don't physically destroy you with every breath. What was that? I'm not even joking, there were moments when I had to pause the episode so I could writhe in a foetal position and wail. "You've rearranged yourself." "The view is better here." WOW, fuck you. I'm almost scared to watch the next episode.
6. Marnie!
7. Can I just say that I love watching British shows because they are so contained, and tiny, that the probability of seeing an actor whom you loved in a different series (or several) in a current TV show are so high; and it gets to the point of feeling like greeting old friends every time they show up.
8. Glad also to see more brown people with speaking lines. More please.
9. Is anyone on the flist watching this show?

I watched Twilight

•  Must say, I was not even remotely drunk enough. I've only read half of one book and watched the films. Everything else I know about Twilight I appear to have learned through word-of-mouth and pop culture skits lampooning the entire franchise - which is to say, I possibly know everything vital there is to know about it. Regardless, this installment wasn't horrendous.
• It says a lot that the moment I was really engaged in the movie and the candle-wax-figures on my screen turned out to be a fake-out. Because, I'm sorry, Carlisle dying was so great (and since I hadn't read the books, I was really gobsmacked and quite affected). Then he wasn't and everything after was all a dream, and it was lame.
• BUT. BUT. BUT.
• My actual intelligent thoughts can be summarised thusly: Lee Pace. Casey LaBow. (I would read the fic between these two's characters also because of reasons). RAMI MALEK. That miserable blond git whose sole purpose was to rip at team creepy kid's morale. I would like to see you all in other things. Where you preferably aren't wearing sparkly powder. Also, Julia Jones, because her face. And also Jackson Rathbone, who can't act his way out of a paper bag but whose face is so lovely to me.
• Lol, I know everything that needs to be said about Twilight and PoC has been said by those who know more. But lord, hot mess.

Finally
I wrote Silas-Atticus Shane-Ketsia-Bonnie Bennett fic. Because who am I and pretty much no one else is going to do it, so. The long, overwrought mess is here if you want. A fanmix too.