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[asimplechord]

+ Worked today. A's traveling on business, and I'd rather save the holiday/vacation day for next week, when we go to Bonnaroo. (\o/ 8 days! And then right after we drive back from that, it's time for a fangirl confab for Panic! At The Palladium & House of Blues

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[catchmelike]

Apparently the venue was outside and it was raining, so there were puddles of water on the stage and he caught one or something?

[asimplechord]

Makes sense. It's an amphitheater in Florida, right? Is it wrong that I spent a few moments feeling bad and worried for him, and then wondered how he'd get his skinny jeans on over a cast?

[why_me_why_not]

I think you still owe me a fic type thing from before.

And certain people in your lab need to go back to kindergarten, I swear.

[asimplechord]

I do! I had two ideas in mind: one was H/D, sort of AU-ish but set during the Deathly Hallows time-frame. And one was Brad/Ray or Brad/Nate, related to Ellie Goulding's This Love, b/c I've had her CD on repeat in the car.

This love is be and end all
This love will be your downfall

Preferences?

I feel like I need to remind them: YOUR MOTHER DOESN'T WORK HERE. CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELF.

[why_me_why_not]

I was gonna tell you I'm easy and don't have a preference, but feel free to write me some Brad/Nate to go with what you have too. :P

H/D, Secret Keeper

[asimplechord]

Ten months since Draco last saw Harry, weeks since he'd received even the shortest message via Patronus, but he'd recognize him in any disguise.

Greyback pushed one of his captives forward. Long hair tangled at his shoulder, one eye was swollen shut, his nose bulged grotesquely, making his ridiculous glasses sit askew, but still Draco felt his heart leap and his stomach shrivel in fear.

After one quick, shared glance, he looked away, eyeing Greyback warily. Despite his father's excitement, he'd already made his choice.

"I can't be sure."

[junebug_waltz]

i worked today too! but we had reduced hours, so even better! \o/ but OMG have fun at Bonaroo. i feel like i would not do well in that setting, but damn if i don't wanna try one day. :D
also those shoes are H O T ~~~~ get it, girl.

oh and okay here:
andrew/jesse (that's totally a fandom now, right?)
aaaaaand a poem line:
But when I hold you I hold everything that is -
sand, time, the tree of the rain

or...
Drunk as drunk on turpentine
From your open kisses

(MY OBSESSIVE POETRY SOUL IS SHOWING? /o\)

[harriet_vane]

butting in to say: IT IS DEFINITELY A FANDOM.

[junebug_waltz]

hahahaha, i didn't THINK anyone would mind? BUT YES, THEY TOTALLY ARE THEIR OWN FANDOM NOW. \o/

How do I love thee?

[asimplechord]

Photographers from TMZ.

Camera-phone stalkerazzi pictures while he's going through security at JFK and LAX.

Emails, texts, and voicemail messages from his publicist, Andrew's PA, and Justin, of all people.

When Andrew opens his apartment door and tugs Jesse into a hug, all the annoyances that accumulated over the last day vanish like a puff of smoke.

[harriet_vane]

Ha, I just bought these for work/walking around Israel. Next time I want to be reassured I should buy more shoes I'm coming to you.

[asimplechord]

Oh, those look awesome - pretty AND comfortable for walking. I am the WORST about shoe-shopping willpower. The only reason I don't own a hundred pairs of sandals (seriously, this is the perfect climate for them, which I suppose it the only compensation for it being too hot for boots 9 months of the year) is that technically we are not supposed to wear open-toed shoes. That's what I tell myself, anyway. Even though EH&S never really enforces that, they just mention it verbally if you happen to be wearing them when they do their surprise annual inspections.

ETA: I don't need these, right? Minnetonka sandals are so comfy, though. And they last forever. The last pair I had I wore until they were falling to pieces, I loved them so much.