stereo's playing the same old songs but we still hum along
I have decided that on Friday, I will post fic. On Friday, that is what I shall do. Considering the amount of backlog fic I have to finish, this could be a regular feature for a while, like: FIC FRIDAYS, at ZBB.
except, uh.
It's totally Thursday night and nothing is done.
I might post shavingfic finale. I might post High School AU, which I need a title for, because 1) I have officially started writing it, and 2) I have been making a soundtrack for it in my head.
Here, have a totally unrelated snippet of something I will never post here, because it's the OC incesty brothers that no one but me likes, at a fetish seminar (but not to fetish with each other, because: public):
The pre-game socializing was always the worst part, and the small bowls of M&Ms lining the back walls were only a small consolation. Drake Jones tried to angle his body into a corner without looking too obvious, but once he was jammed into the recessed space, he gave the candy bowls a pleading look--they were just beyond his reach, and his fingertips stretched towards them fruitlessly.
"Oh, for god's sake," Gavin muttered, walking past without looking up, shoving the bowl closer to his brother as he passed, adjusting the skimpy leather harness he was wearing with his other hand, "Honestly."
[BONUS: the seminar's being run by Luca and Adam, under their fetish-y clubby fake names, before Luca grows up to be respectable looking lawyer man.]
In other news, I foolishly reread all of The Last Unicorn at some point between everything in the past two days, and, just. Unicorn!Charles makes so much sense to me, someone save me from this idea, please.
I think I'm also going to picture dump my aquarium photos here, all, like, 64 of them, just so I can go "oooh, ALBINO ALLIGATOR," and "OMG WHALE SHARKS," and "what the fuck is this; I don't even know."
OH WAIT, I REMEMBER. GUNS, I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT GUNS, and the XMFC gun scene, and and and. Things. Okay. Possibly double post tonight, guys, but I have to go do stuff.
except, uh.
It's totally Thursday night and nothing is done.
I might post shavingfic finale. I might post High School AU, which I need a title for, because 1) I have officially started writing it, and 2) I have been making a soundtrack for it in my head.
Here, have a totally unrelated snippet of something I will never post here, because it's the OC incesty brothers that no one but me likes, at a fetish seminar (but not to fetish with each other, because: public):
The pre-game socializing was always the worst part, and the small bowls of M&Ms lining the back walls were only a small consolation. Drake Jones tried to angle his body into a corner without looking too obvious, but once he was jammed into the recessed space, he gave the candy bowls a pleading look--they were just beyond his reach, and his fingertips stretched towards them fruitlessly.
"Oh, for god's sake," Gavin muttered, walking past without looking up, shoving the bowl closer to his brother as he passed, adjusting the skimpy leather harness he was wearing with his other hand, "Honestly."
[BONUS: the seminar's being run by Luca and Adam, under their fetish-y clubby fake names, before Luca grows up to be respectable looking lawyer man.]
In other news, I foolishly reread all of The Last Unicorn at some point between everything in the past two days, and, just. Unicorn!Charles makes so much sense to me, someone save me from this idea, please.
I think I'm also going to picture dump my aquarium photos here, all, like, 64 of them, just so I can go "oooh, ALBINO ALLIGATOR," and "OMG WHALE SHARKS," and "what the fuck is this; I don't even know."
OH WAIT, I REMEMBER. GUNS, I WANTED TO TALK ABOUT GUNS, and the XMFC gun scene, and and and. Things. Okay. Possibly double post tonight, guys, but I have to go do stuff.