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.

[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.

[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.

[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."

[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?;)

[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?”

[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 ::