was it right to leave?
Yesterday, I spent most of the afternoon failing to write porn (Steve Rogers, you morose bastard! There are hot ladies who'd like to have sex with you. Please stop being so melancholy. It's kind of a downer.) and then after 11 pm, while I was in the shower, I realized I wanted to write a story about John Blake. So I did:
Commencement (at AO3)
The Dark Knight Rises; John Blake, Lucius Fox; pg; spoilers; 1,195 words
He's not the Batman, not yet. But he's learning.
So you know, given his Robinish inclinations, it makes total sense that he is the one I wanted to write about. Though I wish they'd given us more about how he knew Bruce was Batman (I wanted Timmy's stalker/detective tendencies on full display, I guess). I would have made him become Nightwing, because I really think that cowl is stupid and must impede both mobility and peripheral vision, but he was clearly being set up to be the next Batman, so *hands*. Also because he was, in the end, more Tim than Dick, I decided Tam should be his Oracle instead of Babs. especially since I figured Lucius would be his funder and his Q. And Tam is awesome! I like the idea of him having to start from the ground up, because he is not trained to fight criminals and leap from building to building using a grapple gun etc. And he's got a whole Wayne Manor full of orphan boys he can make his sidekicks. *snerk*
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I enjoyed last night's Leverage though I don't think the climactic scene on the ice worked as well as it could have. Mostly I love Hardison and Parker, and I want to know where Sophie stashed the Cup!
Political Animals started out really strong - I actually thought it was a joke when Sebastian Stan said something about the script saying, "Cute guy does lines of coke off TJ's abs" in an interview, but no, last night, I got to watch a cute guy do lines of coke off TJ's abs! And then he went out the window in his boxer briefs. IT WAS A GOOD NIGHT, OKAY? DEAR SHOW, PLEASE GIVE ME MORE OF THAT. LOVE ME.
The rest of the episode wasn't as good, but I did enjoy Nana Barrish putting the fear of god into TJ (I thought it was way too predictable that he stole the check, so I liked that they wouldn't take it from him, that he was just a figurehead in the nightclub plans all along).
Elaine is still the best thing on the show (though her weepy betrayed wife in the flashback was kind of unbelievable; you're ELAINE FUCKING BARRISH, lady! You don't have to take that shit!), and Ciaran Hinds is still making me kind of side-eye him (the writing and the accent are so cartoonish, idek), but Dylan Baker is up to no good, so all is right in TV-land.
The second best part of the episode was Elaine's little rant to Douglas: I am sick to death of the bullshit and the egos and of the men. I am sick of the men. Just one time, just once, I would like to accomplish something in this city without having to spend all of my energy navigating the short-sighted, selfish, self-involved, and oh-so-fragile male egos that suck up all the oxygen in this town.
You tell 'em, sister.
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Commencement (at AO3)
The Dark Knight Rises; John Blake, Lucius Fox; pg; spoilers; 1,195 words
He's not the Batman, not yet. But he's learning.
So you know, given his Robinish inclinations, it makes total sense that he is the one I wanted to write about. Though I wish they'd given us more about how he knew Bruce was Batman (I wanted Timmy's stalker/detective tendencies on full display, I guess). I would have made him become Nightwing, because I really think that cowl is stupid and must impede both mobility and peripheral vision, but he was clearly being set up to be the next Batman, so *hands*. Also because he was, in the end, more Tim than Dick, I decided Tam should be his Oracle instead of Babs. especially since I figured Lucius would be his funder and his Q. And Tam is awesome! I like the idea of him having to start from the ground up, because he is not trained to fight criminals and leap from building to building using a grapple gun etc. And he's got a whole Wayne Manor full of orphan boys he can make his sidekicks. *snerk*
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I enjoyed last night's Leverage though I don't think the climactic scene on the ice worked as well as it could have. Mostly I love Hardison and Parker, and I want to know where Sophie stashed the Cup!
Political Animals started out really strong - I actually thought it was a joke when Sebastian Stan said something about the script saying, "Cute guy does lines of coke off TJ's abs" in an interview, but no, last night, I got to watch a cute guy do lines of coke off TJ's abs! And then he went out the window in his boxer briefs. IT WAS A GOOD NIGHT, OKAY? DEAR SHOW, PLEASE GIVE ME MORE OF THAT. LOVE ME.
The rest of the episode wasn't as good, but I did enjoy Nana Barrish putting the fear of god into TJ (I thought it was way too predictable that he stole the check, so I liked that they wouldn't take it from him, that he was just a figurehead in the nightclub plans all along).
Elaine is still the best thing on the show (though her weepy betrayed wife in the flashback was kind of unbelievable; you're ELAINE FUCKING BARRISH, lady! You don't have to take that shit!), and Ciaran Hinds is still making me kind of side-eye him (the writing and the accent are so cartoonish, idek), but Dylan Baker is up to no good, so all is right in TV-land.
The second best part of the episode was Elaine's little rant to Douglas: I am sick to death of the bullshit and the egos and of the men. I am sick of the men. Just one time, just once, I would like to accomplish something in this city without having to spend all of my energy navigating the short-sighted, selfish, self-involved, and oh-so-fragile male egos that suck up all the oxygen in this town.
You tell 'em, sister.
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This entry at DW: http://musesfool.dreamwidth.org/486296.html.
people have commented there.