Randomness for thought

[hackthis_archive]

a) I am trying to write Thousandth Man-verse, but work keeps getting in the damn way and I've lost my bunny. Come back here, dammit, we have work to do! Please? Please? Fuck.

2) How hot is Paul Gross in the dS pilot? G-ddamn. I was blown away by the, well, damn hotness of that man. And oh, how I heart Vecchio. I was wondering if anybody ever wrote meta comparing Victoria/Fraser to Undercover!Chick from 'You Must Remember This'/Vecchio? Also -- it occurred to me the other day that I'm really doing the canon stuff backwards: first, season 3, then season 4, then season 1, now, the pilot, and hopefully soon season two. ::crosses fingers and encourages serialkarma to get season 2::

3) sunni_hawk14 wrote lovely College!Seth fic: All Employees Must Wash Hands Before Returning to Work

d) People buy more LJ time because LJ keeps sending you reminders that it's going to expire, until they harass you into buying it just so they'll leave you alone. At least that's what happened to me. I would've let it go if it weren't for all my icons.

e) I had a first line for my yuletide fic, but I forgot it. Nuts.

Comments

[semisuper.livejournal.com]

I was just writing you an email because I realised that I MISSED YOUR BIRTHDAY and that is so unacceptable. I love you a lot and I hope it was a great day because you deserve nothing less than amazing.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

::adores madly::

[plumsnickety.livejournal.com]

There is a significant hotness about PG in the pilot, oh yes. Something about the hair pelt and the shape of his face. Maybe it helps that Vecchio's clothes are so blindingly bad -- PG's prettiness balances things out.

S2! Woot! Eggmen, UFOs and other eps I can't remember at the moment. And more of Vecchio being a badass, hotdamn.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I was sort of shocked by the hotness in the pilot, I have to say. I know people consider PG Teh Hot, but me, not so much so. And then I saw the pilot and went 'rowr'.

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

I know people consider PG Teh Hot, but me, not so much so. And then I saw the pilot and went 'rowr'.

I TOLD YOU SO!!! *dances in glee*

[circe-tigana.livejournal.com]

::sigh::

Really, Theodore. You have the most lamentable set of priorities of any Slytherin I've ever met. Channelling your inner Hufflepuff, are we, with this so-called work-ethic?

Did it not occur to you that I am currently OUT OF MY SKULL WITH WORRY? No, no, of course it didn't. You're busy working.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

We have a very admirable work-ethic thank you very much -- we work when we feel the urge and are otherwise intractable. What this really calls for is some form of bribery. I know what I want to do and he knows what I want to do -- I just don't think he wishes to be subjected to it. If he had his druthers he'd spend his days shagging Neville or with Alexandria and his nights, well, either shagging Neville or calling on Blaise.

[circe-tigana.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I see how it is.

::slides off, purposefully::

I just got a papercut. It hurts!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Slytherins do not sweat. They do not perspire or glisten or even get damp palms unless the weather is unpleasant and moist. They do not believe in physical exertation or becoming taxed bodily, unless the extertation is the result of something hedonistic or likely to acquire a large amount of Galleons or power. Otherwise, it is the Slytherin way is to avoid all obstacles at any cost. What you cannot go over, you should go around or go under or apparate through or destroy with a well-timed Oblitteratus -- which is simply another way of saying that Slytherins do not work through things. It's a completely foreign idea. If half the blood in Theodore's veins did not come from a Ravenclaw, he would be in something of of a bind.

::pauses::

Now, that's not a bad opening.

::kisses your finger better::

[circe-tigana.livejournal.com]

It's a very good opening indeed.

::paces::

[pearl-o.livejournal.com]

I vote "oh my god so hot it's kind of blinding and what the hell *how* is he so hot? gah."

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Yeah, what you said!

[serialkarma.livejournal.com]

How hot is Paul Gross in the dS pilot? G-ddamn. I was blown away by the, well, damn hotness of that man.

I am drooling just thinking about it.

and it's completely unexpected, too, isn't it? Well, not unexpected, exactly, just...you know me. And you. Since when do either of us go for the clean-cut superhero type?

And oh, how I heart Vecchio. I was wondering if anybody ever wrote meta comparing Victoria/Fraser to Undercover!Chick from 'You Must Remember This'/Vecchio?

Not that I know of, but I am planning a meta on The Deal vs. Good for the Soul. Probably.

::crosses fingers and encourages serialkarma to get season 2::

wtf, am I your dealer, now?;)

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

and it's completely unexpected, too, isn't it? Well, not unexpected, exactly, just...you know me. And you. Since when do either of us go for the clean-cut superhero type?

I was telling plumsnickety it totally caught me off-guard, because you knoe, really not a PG girl and then in the pilot I was all 'yurrrrrrr.'

::crosses fingers and encourages serialkarma to get season 2::

wtf, am I your dealer, now?;)

Uh, yeah.

[roisinmachine.livejournal.com]

You linked me. You rock.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time, I used to finish things before they were due. Now, I don't, and therefore suck. But I do finish them eventually, so I don't *totally* suck.

Strategy Sessions

Seth was fairly certain that he’d had clothes on when he went to bed.

At least that’s what he keeps telling himself in a determined effort not to believe the memory – no, not a memory, a horrible, horrible dream – that he played a very loud, engaging game of strip Stratego with Zach.

And lost.

The only thing he’s sure of is the fact that he’s not at home and he appears to be very much alone which, he reminds himself, is not disappointing, because he has no desire to be with anyone other than Summer. Not Ryan. Not Zach. Certainly not Zach who, even though it’s not a memory but a dream, looked amazingly like some sort of commercial when he pulled his shirt over his head.

“I am so gay,” Seth whispered to himself softly as he looked around the room. There were posters and signed things that Seth was willing to investigate, because he was pretty sure one of them was a picture of Stan Lee, but investigating would require getting out of bed, which would require being naked out of the bed and he began to wonder exactly how much he’d had to drink.

“Morning.”

The other half of the bed moved and Seth froze on his pillow, wondering if he had finally developed the ability to discover his super power while under times of extreme stress.

Zach rolled over and looked at Seth with eyes that not only belonged in a commercial, but should be illegal. “How are you feeling?”

“That sort of depends.”

“On?”

Where my clothes are. What you’re wearing under that sheet. How quickly I can get dressed. How quickly you can get naked. “Uh…”

“You were a little too wasted last night. I didn’t want you trying to get home. And I didn’t want to explain anything to my folks.”

“Right. Naked geeks are tough to explain away.” Seth felt the blush start somewhere around his toes and work its way upward, stalling at his cock as he felt…something. “So…”

“Your head doesn’t hurt?”

Only the throbbing bits. “Not at all. Must have been the humiliation that staved off the headache.”

“You suck at Stratego.”

“Yeah. I’m not a planning man.”

“I guessed that.”

Seth’s body went rigid as whatever the something he had felt moved and he felt it again and he was pretty sure that, as often as he’d felt his own, it was a hand. Most definitely not his own. “Oh.”

“I’m a planner.”

“I…” cannot believe this is happening, “gathered that.”

“I may have lured you here under false pretenses.”

“Nothing on the invitation said anything about body parts being exposed. Or touched.”

Zach nodded, his commercial eyes shaded by his definitely illegal thick lashes. “I could stop.” His hand curved slowly around Seth’s cock and began stroking, slow and long and inexorably slow. “If you want.”

“Strip trivial pursuit I totally would have won…oh.” Seth swallowed hard. “Oh.”

“Then I’d be naked.”

“You’re not naked?” Zack’s bare leg slid between both of Seth’s, his thigh warm and muscled and Seth felt his cock surge. “Or you are.”

“Seth?”

“Yeah?”

Zach’s thumb swept over the head of Seth’s cock, “What’s the air speed velocity of an unladen swallow?”

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

“I don’t know…” Seth gasped as Zach moved and pinned him to the bed, hands on Seth’s wrists instead of his cock, which he thought to complain about, but decided against it, given that Zach’s cock was against his cock instead.

“Are you going to be quiet now?”

“Strangely impossible, no matter what the circumstances.” Seth swallowed hard as Zach’s hips did a move that Seth had only seen someone do off a diving board. “Sorry.”

“What if I kiss you?”

“That’d make us gay.”

“And we’re not?”

“Mostly.”

“Good enough.” Zach leaned forward and Seth tasted stale toothpaste, which meant Zach had brushed his teeth before he’d come to bed, which meant that Seth hadn’t, which meant his breath must smell like day-old dead hamster but maybe, just maybe, if he sucked hard enough on Zach’s tongue, it’d be like defacto brushing and Zach was groaning or maybe it was Seth.

It was good and it was hot and wet and hard and all Seth could think about was the fact that his head felt light and his cock felt heavy and his hands were smoothing over warm, hard flesh and Zach had muscles where Seth didn’t and muscles where Seth did and they were grinding and sliding and gasping and Zach’s mouth was on his neck and sucking and suddenly the lights exploded in Seth’s head.

Zach gasped, the sound echoing in Seth’s ears and sending shivers along what was left of his nervous system. He felt nothing and then everything all at once. Heaviness and stickiness and every breath that seemed to be louder that breathing should be.

“Maybe more than mostly.”

Zach’s laugh was lost in Seth’s shoulder. “Maybe.”

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

“Are you going to be quiet now?”

“Strangely impossible, no matter what the circumstances.” Seth swallowed hard as Zach’s hips did a move that Seth had only seen someone do off a diving board. “Sorry.”

Zach doesn't know about the Cohen Mouthmouth yet, but he will soon. Oh yes, very soon my friend.

“What if I kiss you?”

“That’d make us gay.”

“And we’re not?”

“Mostly.”

I fucking love that exchange right there -- it's tiny, but very very fucking funny. And true. You know I have to pimp this, right? RIGHT!

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

I'm thrilled that you love this, sweetie. Hope it made the birthday week brighter. And thanks for the pimpage.

[teaspoon.livejournal.com]

*jawdrop*

Yes yes yes. And perfect.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much! I'm glad you liked it!

[tanizard.livejournal.com]

Oh, the utter brilliance.

Seth/Zach OMGOTP just because of this ficlet. And we don't even GET the new season yet.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

I enjoy making people ship people they've not even seen! Whee! I'm glad you enjoyed the fic.

[faded-memories.livejournal.com]

Heh. This is the best thing I've read in a very long time. :D

"Maybe more than mostly."

Indeed. LOL.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Thank so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it.

It's my birthday WEEK!

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Seth was fairly certain that he’d had clothes on when he went to bed.

Oh, yes, that happens to me all the time. ::rolls eyes::

“I am so gay,” Seth whispered to himself softly as he looked around the room.

::dies:: Are you just now figuring this out Seth Ezekiel, because you know, it's as plain as your hair color to everyone else?

Zach rolled over and looked at Seth with eyes that not only belonged in a commercial, but should be illegal.

Dude, Zach has the Green Eyes of Sexual Doom. Much like Rupert Grint the Jailbait.

Zach nodded, his commercial eyes shaded by his definitely illegal thick lashes. “I could stop.” His hand curved slowly around Seth’s cock and began stroking, slow and long and inexorably slow. “If you want.”

Yurrrrrr.

Re: It's my birthday WEEK!

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

It's good that you are clever, as I realized I forgot to mention the whole "happy birthday!" aspect of it all.

Seth enjoys making you happy for your birthday.

[celli]

That is such a great opening line! And the rest rocks too. :)

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, it happens to the best of us. Glad you liked it!

[harrietvane.livejournal.com]

I'm supposed to be writing assignments, m'dear, and you're just too good at distracting me.

:: has never seen Zach, as we're still in S1, but still, mmmmmm ::