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hackthis_archive[fangirl babbling] Why isn’t the new Emma Frost out yet? What about the new Smax? What’s so hard about issue number five, people?!
Speaking of five, Jem came out in 1985. Dude, I fucking loved Jem. And She-Ra. I need a She-Ra tee shirt. I feel bad for kids these days; we had quality shizznit in the 80’s. [/fangirl babbling]
The O.C.
Schadenfreude
Ryan’s not clever, but he’s never pretended to be.
Ryan’s smart. He’s resourceful. He knows how to get what he wants through diligence and subtlety. He applies steady pressure instead of brute force and has patience when other people give up.
A lesser man, someone not as jaded, would give up Seth as a lost cause just because he doesn’t know what he wants.
Someone else, not-Ryan, could have decided that friendship and wife-beaters are no match for breasts and miniskirts.
Even a clever person might decide that playing Summer and Anna off against each other would be the quickest way to eliminate all the competition, but Ryan knows that would only make a larger mess.
Things have to run their natural course, and this is why Ryan has spent all his time pursuing Marissa even though she's not what he wants in the end.
It’s not lying; he’s just being a little misleading.
::
Ryan purposefully leaves the door unlocked when Marissa comes over, knowing the Cohen inability to knock, and then smirks at breakfast when Seth looks like someone poked him in the eye.
Ryan deliberately wears low-necked shirts when Marissa leaves a hickey on his neck, and then sits too close to Seth in the car on the way too school.
When Seth asks about his sexual prowess; Ryan exaggerates. But only a little.
The more Seth stares, the more Ryan finds other things to do. Sometimes he does nothing. Sometimes he does this nothing with Marissa.
Ryan’s well aware that Seth doesn’t like games, but he also knows that Seth has a competitive streak as long as the pier. Anyone’s who’s played Grand Theft Auto with Seth will attest to this, and all Ryan’s doing is providing a little motivation for Seth to want to win.
::
Marissa has bony elbows and sharp collarbones. Her hips jut out, and her breasts are so small they’re practically non-existent.
If Seth were a girl, he would be built like Marissa.
If Marissa were a boy, she would be built like Seth.
Marissa is all glossy lipstick and apple-scented shampoo. Seth’s shampoo smells somewhat similar, and if Ryan closes his eyes when he kisses Marissa and licks away the gloss, it’s almost like he’s with someone else entirely.
::
Ryan listens when everyone else is yelling. He observes covetous looks between scowls and sneers, and he bides his time when the fighting begins.
First, Seth and Summer, now, Seth and Anna.
It’s only a matter of time before the whole thing gets flipped around again.
All that talking is just replacing the action.
People from Newport should talk less.
::
Seth is dumped by Summer on a Monday, and Anna on a Tuesday.
He comes to Ryan for comfort on a Wednesday.
Ryan sends Seth away with swollen lips and confusion etched into his forehead, then he breaks up with Marissa on a Thursday.
By Friday, all hell has broken loose.
::
A wise man knows how to step back and let things work themselves out in the end, and Ryan has never taken comfort in the misfortune of others, but there’s always a first time for everything.
Ryan’s too old to be a boy, but not quite old enough to be a man; and as much as he cares for Marissa, she’s a little too much like his mother.
He would rather do the leaving than get left, because he’s not quite the white knight he’s supposed to be, and maybe they’ll be friends someday.
Summer and Anna make an unusual couple, but in Newport nobody’s the wiser about two girls walking down the street, holding hands and shouting a lot. If there were ever two people who belonged together, it’s them, and by process of elimination, that’s left Seth with Ryan.
Ryan’s not letting Marissa anywhere near Seth.
It’s one thing to be philanthropic, it’s something else entirely to give up what you want.
Ryan *wants* Seth.
He won't be stupid enough to let him go.
-the end-
Notes:
+Schadenfreude: German. Noun. Enjoyment obtained over the misfortune of others.
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serialkarma thought up the Dawn/Marissa parallel long before I did cos she’s way smart (ask her about it), but dude, somebody’s got a big, old hero complex doesn’t he? No wonder he likes reading Marvel so much!
Speaking of five, Jem came out in 1985. Dude, I fucking loved Jem. And She-Ra. I need a She-Ra tee shirt. I feel bad for kids these days; we had quality shizznit in the 80’s. [/fangirl babbling]
The O.C.
Schadenfreude
Ryan’s not clever, but he’s never pretended to be.
Ryan’s smart. He’s resourceful. He knows how to get what he wants through diligence and subtlety. He applies steady pressure instead of brute force and has patience when other people give up.
A lesser man, someone not as jaded, would give up Seth as a lost cause just because he doesn’t know what he wants.
Someone else, not-Ryan, could have decided that friendship and wife-beaters are no match for breasts and miniskirts.
Even a clever person might decide that playing Summer and Anna off against each other would be the quickest way to eliminate all the competition, but Ryan knows that would only make a larger mess.
Things have to run their natural course, and this is why Ryan has spent all his time pursuing Marissa even though she's not what he wants in the end.
It’s not lying; he’s just being a little misleading.
::
Ryan purposefully leaves the door unlocked when Marissa comes over, knowing the Cohen inability to knock, and then smirks at breakfast when Seth looks like someone poked him in the eye.
Ryan deliberately wears low-necked shirts when Marissa leaves a hickey on his neck, and then sits too close to Seth in the car on the way too school.
When Seth asks about his sexual prowess; Ryan exaggerates. But only a little.
The more Seth stares, the more Ryan finds other things to do. Sometimes he does nothing. Sometimes he does this nothing with Marissa.
Ryan’s well aware that Seth doesn’t like games, but he also knows that Seth has a competitive streak as long as the pier. Anyone’s who’s played Grand Theft Auto with Seth will attest to this, and all Ryan’s doing is providing a little motivation for Seth to want to win.
::
Marissa has bony elbows and sharp collarbones. Her hips jut out, and her breasts are so small they’re practically non-existent.
If Seth were a girl, he would be built like Marissa.
If Marissa were a boy, she would be built like Seth.
Marissa is all glossy lipstick and apple-scented shampoo. Seth’s shampoo smells somewhat similar, and if Ryan closes his eyes when he kisses Marissa and licks away the gloss, it’s almost like he’s with someone else entirely.
::
Ryan listens when everyone else is yelling. He observes covetous looks between scowls and sneers, and he bides his time when the fighting begins.
First, Seth and Summer, now, Seth and Anna.
It’s only a matter of time before the whole thing gets flipped around again.
All that talking is just replacing the action.
People from Newport should talk less.
::
Seth is dumped by Summer on a Monday, and Anna on a Tuesday.
He comes to Ryan for comfort on a Wednesday.
Ryan sends Seth away with swollen lips and confusion etched into his forehead, then he breaks up with Marissa on a Thursday.
By Friday, all hell has broken loose.
::
A wise man knows how to step back and let things work themselves out in the end, and Ryan has never taken comfort in the misfortune of others, but there’s always a first time for everything.
Ryan’s too old to be a boy, but not quite old enough to be a man; and as much as he cares for Marissa, she’s a little too much like his mother.
He would rather do the leaving than get left, because he’s not quite the white knight he’s supposed to be, and maybe they’ll be friends someday.
Summer and Anna make an unusual couple, but in Newport nobody’s the wiser about two girls walking down the street, holding hands and shouting a lot. If there were ever two people who belonged together, it’s them, and by process of elimination, that’s left Seth with Ryan.
Ryan’s not letting Marissa anywhere near Seth.
It’s one thing to be philanthropic, it’s something else entirely to give up what you want.
Ryan *wants* Seth.
He won't be stupid enough to let him go.
-the end-
Notes:
+Schadenfreude: German. Noun. Enjoyment obtained over the misfortune of others.
+
serialkarma thought up the Dawn/Marissa parallel long before I did cos she’s way smart (ask her about it), but dude, somebody’s got a big, old hero complex doesn’t he? No wonder he likes reading Marvel so much!
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:22 pm (UTC)I especially like the Summer/Anna tag, because I have to confess that I think I'm developing a major weak spot for this pairing. I like Anna. I know only about three other people in the whole world do, but I can't help it. And I can totally see Summer/Anna getting together from being pissed at Seth.
Summer: That little bastard!
Anna: That son of a bitch!
Summer: I kissed him! I can't believe I kissed him! Ew!
Anna: Not worth it in the grand scheme of things.
Summer: Okay, done ranting. Wanna make out?
Anna: Sure.
Nice job. :)
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:37 pm (UTC)No, Ryan's definitely not calculating, he's just, what are we calling it now? *racks brain* Aware. Yes, he's very aware. Also, Marissa needs to eat some food, maybe that'll stop making her look twice her age. Plus, yes, Anna & Summer need to get together and go shopping. All that snark!
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Date: 2003-11-19 04:28 pm (UTC)Also, Marissa needs to eat some food, maybe that'll stop making her look twice her age.
Yes, yes, yes. She needs food, and then she needs a good slap across the face. Because every time she opens her mouth, my need to see her get smacked just increases exponentially. Why do they insist on letting her talk? Give the airtime to Summer, dammit.
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:22 pm (UTC)I forgot to mention before how much I like the glimpse of Ryan's less-than-chivalrous side. He may have a heart of gold, but it doesn't have to be 24K.
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:37 pm (UTC)Wordy McWord! There are all kinds of gold, but you know, I'm more of a silver girl myself. Just saying.
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:28 pm (UTC)and Schadenfreude - what a fucking great word. Have you heard of the musical Avenue Q? There's a whole song about it.
Right Here. (http://aristaassociatedlabels.com/media/avenue_q/audio/16_schadenfreude_30_128.ram)
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:39 pm (UTC)"I didn't say it was nice, but everybody does it."
Oh word. Yes yes yes.
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 02:40 pm (UTC)Physically, the only difference between them is some bits here and there. And the hair. And dating one is more socially acceptable than the other. Also, Seth is way adorable and Marissa, well, what? She was wearing chartreuse shoes last week. I can't justify that.
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:44 pm (UTC)Who would have thought that a little mean streak was so sexy?
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:41 pm (UTC)I know very little german, apart from the cursing. I can say shit in five languages you know.
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:45 pm (UTC)1. Where's the bathroom?
2. You want sex?
3. a lot of swear words
:))
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 02:56 pm (UTC)And also: I'm going to have to write you fic now.
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Date: 2003-11-19 03:00 pm (UTC)I am *so* gonna write fic for you. Beware ;) Jesus, I'm grinning like an idiot.
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Date: 2003-11-19 03:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 03:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 03:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 03:28 pm (UTC)*hugs* Do you want to hit something? I hear it does wonders for the complexion ;)
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:49 pm (UTC)Re: bit of random
Date: 2003-11-19 02:42 pm (UTC)I just heard the song for the first time about three minutes ago, but the word has always cracked me up. It's just a fancy way of saying "Better you than me!"
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Date: 2003-11-19 01:55 pm (UTC)And now I'm babbling like Seth. So, stopping. But yeah, you and your OC continue to rock like a rocking thing. Thanks for all of it.
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:46 pm (UTC)I am an OC pimp. Really. I used to actually write in other fandoms, I am well aware of this, right now though I'm in those first stages of lust/love/infatuation, and they've made me a little stupid. *loves The O.C.*
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Date: 2003-11-19 02:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 02:49 pm (UTC)When I first started writing Ryan is was rather hard to know how to approach him, since you know, he never says a damn thing. So I've spent a fair amount of time working on his characterization and making him able to say a lot without actually opening his mouth. Of course it helps not to have any dialogue in this piece, too. *winks*
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Date: 2003-11-20 09:26 am (UTC)Thanks for this!
Date: 2003-11-19 02:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-11-19 03:29 pm (UTC)Speaking of five, Jem came out in 1985. Dude, I fucking loved Jem. And She-Ra. I need a She-Ra tee shirt. I feel bad for kids these days; we had quality shizznit in the 80’s. [/fangirl babbling]
My favorite episode of Jem was when they taught the Misfit girl how to read. Quality stuff.
Me and my brother watched the She-ra movie (in theaters) 5 times. I was always Teila and he was She-ra. Good times.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:18 am (UTC)Me and my brother watched the She-ra movie (in theaters) 5 times. I was always Teila and he was She-ra. Good times.
I realized that I used to have a She-Ra shirt. Or maybe that was my little sister. Somebody had one, but I need one now. Also, Jem, I didn't even remember all the love I had until they had in on the 80's Strikes Back. VH1 should get an Emmy for that.
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Date: 2003-11-19 04:47 pm (UTC)Ryan’s too old to be a boy, but not quite old enough to be a man Great, now I'm picturing Ryan singing a Britney Spears song with the lyrics slightly changed. Just kidding!
Great stuff!
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:18 am (UTC)I will pretend like that image didn't just flit across my brain.
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Date: 2003-11-19 08:07 pm (UTC)Such a lovely exploration of all the dynamics between them. I was asqueee tonight at all the possibilities.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:19 am (UTC)Tonight I was all like AH HA, I am so right. *grins*
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Date: 2003-11-19 08:25 pm (UTC)And, I see from your icon in above replies that you know Rachel Bilson posed for Stuff magazine. Good, good.
Your stories are turning into my crack. Thank you.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:24 am (UTC)And, I see from your icon in above replies that you know Rachel Bilson posed for Stuff magazine. Good, good.
Oh yes, precious. We know.
Your stories are turning into my crack. Thank you. Always glad to do my duty for the Future Junkies of America.
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Date: 2003-11-19 08:46 pm (UTC)There's a song in a broadway muppet musical called Schadenfreude. Hee!
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:25 am (UTC)Is this that Avenue Q that everybody was telling me about, because dude, that song made me crack up.
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Date: 2003-11-20 05:52 am (UTC)If Marissa were a boy, she would be built like Seth.
this is too funny. we had this conversation tonight -
and i like this story very much. i think ryan pov is interesting stuff - what's going on inside mr. strong and silent and all.
Ryan’s too old to be a boy, but not quite old enough to be a man;
we also talked about this - just how old is that actor, anyway? ;)
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:32 am (UTC)and i like this story very much. i think ryan pov is interesting stuff - what's going on inside mr. strong and silent and all.
Dude, they are so interchangeable, I was telling somebody above that with some cutting of the hair, and exchanging of body parts, voila!
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Date: 2003-11-20 08:50 am (UTC)So this is the fb portion of the post: I love Ryan as calculating and puppet master. He's not a woobie, he's an evil genius. Remeber that. Snoopy or not Snoopy.
This is the portion where I ask you what you want me to write you for your dang bday.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:27 am (UTC)You know who's a big woobie? You. *ducks spear*
This is the portion where I ask you what you want me to write you for your dang bday.
I would like for you to write me some O.C. Just no goddamn Marissa.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:54 am (UTC)I was looking for a little more than The OC. I *knew* that. Surely you have some other harebrained additions to what you want exactly.
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Date: 2003-11-20 10:59 am (UTC)Schadenfreude
Date: 2004-01-11 08:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-06 12:36 pm (UTC)