Fic Title: You're Not My Kryptonite
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Rating: PG-13. For, like. Language and maybe some gore at some point.
Author's Note: This is a response to  this prompt posted forever ago on kink_meme. I fail at writing and posting anything in a timely manner. In addition, this is THE most cracktastic fic in the history of cracky crackfics. It ( Read more... )

 NOTE: I posted this back in April on the mark_eduardo community, but not on my own lj. So, this is just a re-post in case anyone's looking for it.  /overinflated sense of self-importance.

Title: Getting Back the Things You Miss
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't own the rights to anything The Social Network- ( Read more... )

 Title: Darlin', I'd Still Catch a Grenade For Ya 
Rating: G (Honestly, my brain is a children's movie)
Pairing: Mark/Eduardo-ish (Pre-slash if you squint)
Word Count: 584
Disclaimer: This is fiction, I don't own anything, I'm not making a profit, and I'm disappointed about all of the above.
Notes: Written for a prompt from fayestardust when we were bored. The ( Read more... )

I don’t like Michael Ignatieff. He has this sort of used-car salesman vibe to him, like he’s going to cut me a fabulous deal on a car that I don’t even want. Oh, he’ll be eloquent and charming and make the car-buying experience very positive, but that doesn’t change the fact that next week I’ll take the thing into the shop and find out that I ( Read more... )

"Let me put it this way. Canada is not so much a country as a holding tank filled with the disgruntled progeny of defeated peoples. French-Canadians consumed by self-pity; the descendants of Scots who fled the Duke of Cumberland; Irish the famine; the Jews the Black Hundreds. Then there are the peasants from the Ukraine, Poland, Italy and Greece, ( Read more... )

I tried on my grandma's wedding dress and broke the zipper.

I should explain. When my grandparents were moving out of their house and into an apartment back in 2006, we found my grandma's wedding dress in a box in the basement. My grandparents are ridiculous in their pack-rat tendencies; presumably, my grandma took off the dress after her wedding, ( Read more... )

Happy Canada Day!

142 years ago to the day, John A. Macdonald stopped drinking long enough to sign the brand spanking new British North America Act, thus making Canada an official country and pissing off Quebeckers everywhere forever.

Drinks all around!

(Except for the title ( Read more... )

So I’m taking a class called Canadian Intellectual Traditions, and the other day we were talking about the charivari. It’s a French-Canadian custom from the 17th-19th centuries during which the habitants would protest what they perceived to be ‘mis-matched’ marriages - older women who had married young men, widowers who had re-married too soon, ( Read more... )

This evening, I saw Angels & Demons and Star Trek at the cinema. This post contains spoilers!

About Angels & Demons, I have to say that Ewan McGregor is the only reason to watch. (And it's not just because he looks fine in black. Baha.) His performance just blows everyone else's out of the water. And I guess I can't discount the fact that the ( Read more... )