utterly pointless Saturday spam, hello!
Woke up at 1:30pm today, like a boss. It's possible I stayed up until, like 3am reading yet more TSN fic, and not even new fic, but a re-reading of Buyer's Remorse which may be my favourite fic so far.
Or maybe it's this WIP, Set Yourself On Fire, which is a SPN/TSN crossover and two great tastes that taste great together. I'm waiting for someone to make a joke about how there is no FB relationship status for "profound bond."
Also, I would like to point out some Literal Music to those three of you on my flist who read this fandom: I Wish I Knew Natalie Portman by k-os, the hip-hop song that is to Eduardo's angst what Runaway is to Mark's. I mean, look at the title, even. Yes?
I saw the trailer for The Amazing Spider-Man, which. Andrew's FACE, what is he DOING TO ME, making me want to see totally questionable Marvel movies. *hands* It's the perpetual gravity-defying sexhair. It transfixes me.
I tracked down and proceeded to watch Andrew's ep of Red Riding, almost entirely through my fingers because I can't actually watch him get beaten that much, but I can watch him in teeny-tiny 70s briefs, damn right.
I will not watch Never Let Me Go because I don't want to depress myself that much and I know that film will make me cry like a tiny baby.
In conclusion: his Bambi-eyed hipster babies, I would bear them.
(P.S.: the TV spot for 30 Minutes Or Less. JESSE. I don't even. Ohhh, the movies my new RPS OTP get themselves into. IDEK.)
In other news, I still fail at LJ SO HARD right now. I... have nothing to report? Except of course I had things to share while LJ was fending off Russian government zombie computers, which I have now mostly forgotten (the things, not the bots). Alas.
HI, YOU GUYS.
Or maybe it's this WIP, Set Yourself On Fire, which is a SPN/TSN crossover and two great tastes that taste great together. I'm waiting for someone to make a joke about how there is no FB relationship status for "profound bond."
Also, I would like to point out some Literal Music to those three of you on my flist who read this fandom: I Wish I Knew Natalie Portman by k-os, the hip-hop song that is to Eduardo's angst what Runaway is to Mark's. I mean, look at the title, even. Yes?
I saw the trailer for The Amazing Spider-Man, which. Andrew's FACE, what is he DOING TO ME, making me want to see totally questionable Marvel movies. *hands* It's the perpetual gravity-defying sexhair. It transfixes me.
I tracked down and proceeded to watch Andrew's ep of Red Riding, almost entirely through my fingers because I can't actually watch him get beaten that much, but I can watch him in teeny-tiny 70s briefs, damn right.
I will not watch Never Let Me Go because I don't want to depress myself that much and I know that film will make me cry like a tiny baby.
In conclusion: his Bambi-eyed hipster babies, I would bear them.
(P.S.: the TV spot for 30 Minutes Or Less. JESSE. I don't even. Ohhh, the movies my new RPS OTP get themselves into. IDEK.)
In other news, I still fail at LJ SO HARD right now. I... have nothing to report? Except of course I had things to share while LJ was fending off Russian government zombie computers, which I have now mostly forgotten (the things, not the bots). Alas.
HI, YOU GUYS.