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Ah, people. Failing since evolution began.

1. The word of the day is clusterfuckiest. Trufax.

2. I'm a big fan of the part where a summer camp that rented a pool in north PhillY for $1900 were told they weren't welcome, because they changed the complextion of the pool. Keep it classy, racist assholes!

3. If I think too hard about the confirmation hearings, I might stroke out, so...

4. YAY, Leverage premieres tonight!

5. And Matt Damon is going to be on Entourage! So, that means that Matt and Ari are going to be hanging out. And I didn't even have to write it! Yeah, I know, who's the man? All they need now is RDJ... you know since I write it and it happens. Excuse me, I have to go write myself winning ten million dollars. BRB.

6. Ryan Gosling is releasing his album in October. I WANT IT NOW.

6a. Anybody got the new Regina Spektor album (Far) that they wanna share with the class.

7. An Offer: Anybody who wants to come over here and give me a photo prompt that maybe might result in some drabble porn to make the masses happy is more than welcome.

If you just want to picspam the pretty to you know, help the general mood, that's awesome too. In fact, feel free to come and post photos and write your own porn too! But it's gotta be a photo. And SFW. It can be a party!

Mostly I'm just trying to make

romanticalgirl smile, so help a sister do a good deed.

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We're in trouble when the local Queen of Angst is turning things back toward the happy. HEee.

YES! I mean, it doesn't logically follow. If Nate looked at it rationally, he'd see that it doesn't logically follow. Once he gets involved with a subordinate, the specifics of the sexual activities don't really matter (morally, I mean). It won't make it better if Nate's always the bottom, but it almost seems like Nate might grasp that as kind of his last refuge, like, 'it's not REALLY wrong because I'm not bending my Sergeant over or anything.' Which is -

I am laughing my ass off, because I just can see you being logical about this, and my man brain is like, "Dog, when has anybody EVER been logical about sex." Yes, my man brain sounds a lot like Poke. Shockingly people actually come to me advice because of this. I dunno. It works for them, shame I can't get it work for me.

He thinks of himself as a good man, he recognizes the wisdom of this rule and the opportunity for abuse that it protects against...and I think he also believes that no one is above such a rule and anyone who thinks he is shouldn't be in a position of power.

It's some MASSIVE cognitive dissonance and Nate's really in kind of a shit position, frankly. But that gets way angsty and we all know I ain't down with that.

Just reading that made my brain hurt. The sort of insanity it would take to juggle that day in and day out would eat Nate from the inside. There would never be any chance for a relationship, because Nate would be hating himself every second he wasn't with Brad, and even when he was with Brad he'd be all 'Ahhh, this is wrong. Stop. Go. Stop. AHHHHHH!' And naturally, Brad would not like this train of insanity -- because he wants Nate, Nate wants him, why all the goddamn grist? I wonder what it would've been like if they were both NCOs...

It's especially persuasive in light of the bff and ex-gf and how they're 'all still friends' and...

We've discussed this before, my hysterical hyena like laugh when people are naive enough to say 'but how can you let one person break you that way?' You don't let people do anything to you, they do that shit regardless, because people? At the end of the day, mostly suck, and are very much in it for what they can get out of it. Fuck the rest of it.

I can actually see Brad going to Nate with this attitude and Nate being like 'okay, you need to be disabused of this notion' and Brad's like, 'whatever, are we going to fuck now or what?'

TROMBLEY? Oh, Walt's in even more trouble than he could imagine now.

Yes, but you make them suffer hardcore, baby. I have a nickname for you, Marchioness de Sade.

getting to Brad is like his favorite game ever.

Now *that* is the summary for a story.

That makes me sound neat. I like that. ::plots more suffering::

Walt's blinks. Looks at the photo. "You're upset about the photo. But not that I called you Trombley. Wow."

Ray sits up. "Oh, we'll get to the Trombley thing in a minute. I'm gonna chalk that one up to temporary insanity since I just rode your ass into the mattress and probably left a dent in your box spring. Now stop changing the fucking subject. Who's fucking their sister now?"

Walt rubs his hand over his mouth. "You're obsessed with fucking people's sisters. If that was my sister, there'd be bigger issues, don't you think?"

Ray sits up, eyes narrowed. "You realize I'm going to wipe my ass with this photo in the morning, right?"

"Ex-girlfriend."

"Details."

"She's an ex, that's all the detail you need."

Ray purses his lips. "You keep it in your issue of Hustler. In the bottom of your nightstand. You want her back?"

Walt sighs, rubs the back his neck. "Are we really having this conversation now?"

"We could have it when I'm sucking your cock, but there might be an accident with my teeth."

Walt winces. "Ray, the posessive thing --"

"My name's not Brad!" Ray's voice is a litte high-pitched. "I'm not posessive."

Walt leans in, Ray can see the lines around his eyes. The faint sunburn on his nose from the picnic this afternoon at the beach with Poke's family. "I'm not thinking about her when I'm fucking you," Walt says. "Promise."

Ray scowls. "I'm still wiping my ass with it tomorrow."

Walt shrugs, leans past Ray and grabs the bottle of lube from the nightstand. "You do what you need to do," he says, coating his own fingers.and rising up on his knees.

Ray tightens his fingers on the shiny photo. "And what the hell are you doing?"

Walt gives him a sly grin. "Oh, I was going to fuck myself while you watch, but you know, if you'd rather sulk about some chick I was banging before I even knew you, that's your business. I mean, personally, I know which one I'd prefer."

Ray looks at the photo and tosses it over the side of the bed. "Roger that."

Edited 2009-07-17 00:08 (UTC)

I love this icon. The tiara is just perfect. Very you. :D

Oh, God, don't encourage her.

I have to encourage my people to do what they love. I encourage *you* all the time, don't I? Why? Because I'm an enabler of awesome shit. None of that wackness :D

I am laughing my ass off, because I just can see you being logical about this, and my man brain is like, "Dog, when has anybody EVER been logical about sex." Yes, my man brain sounds a lot like Poke.

I was gonna say, that does sound like Poke.

And Nate's analytical. We know Nate's analytical. Faced with a naked!Brad? Okay, not so analytical. He wants what he wants, period (which is why I say it's impossible that there wouldn't be a relationship). But later? I think he'd think about it, kind of talk him into somehow making it better.

L should write this story. This is her kind of story. But I'm not suggesting that because she doesn't need any more angst, omg.

Shockingly people actually come to me advice because of this. I dunno. It works for them, shame I can't get it work for me.

You're our guru. ::nods:: In many ways.

Just reading that made my brain hurt. The sort of insanity it would take to juggle that day in and day out would eat Nate from the inside. There would never be any chance for a relationship, because Nate would be hating himself every second he wasn't with Brad

Well, that's the power of the evasion. People are surprising when they're in denial. You know this. But it makes my head hurt, too, which is why it stays in thought form.

Brad would not like this train of insanity -- because he wants Nate, Nate wants him, why all the goddamn grist? I wonder what it would've been like if they were both NCOs..

AHAHAHA! I smell an AU!

We've discussed this before, my hysterical hyena like laugh when people are naive enough to say 'but how can you let one person break you that way?' You don't let people do anything to you, they do that shit regardless, because people? At the end of the day, mostly suck, and are very much in it for what they can get out of it. Fuck the rest of it.

Yes, I remember. Which just makes me sad for Brad (and everyone) and so he needs a good Nate to make him happy, but, you know, he's not necessarily down with trusting Nate immediately because you don't just get over being broken and so it's all complicated like whoa. And sad. Did I mention that? Yeah.

Nate being like 'okay, you need to be disabused of this notion' and Brad's like, 'whatever, are we going to fuck now or what?'

And thus Brad was healed by the MAGICAL POWERS OF NATE'S COCK! What? I can evade with the best of 'em.

L should write this story. This is her kind of story. But I'm not suggesting that because she doesn't need any more angst, omg.

But it might be just what she needs. Writing is good, it keeps you busy.

Yes, I remember. Which just makes me sad for Brad (and everyone) and so he needs a good Nate to make him happy, but, you know, he's not necessarily down with trusting Nate immediately because you don't just get over being broken and so it's all complicated like whoa. And sad. Did I mention that? Yeah.

All I'm saying if Nate's got a magic cock I may need to borrow him for a little while. I know how Brad is, but he's also a humanitarian. And this would be for the good of all man kind (omg, I'm was laughing the whole type I was typing that last line).

So Nate was doing the mouth thing as a deliberate tease? Mean!

he could endure whatever puritanical shit had Nate Fick refusing to even be alone with Brad longer than a few minutes.

That speaks of not being able to control himself, eh? Because if you're fine, if you can be unaffected, then it wouldn't matter. But removing himself from Brad's presence means it DOES matter. ::loves::

I admire your fortitude, m'lady.

If I had the power, I would lend you a Nate. Alas, I do not. Though contending with Brad, uhh, I'd leave that to you.

Heh.

This comment section? This comment section is the comment section that other comment sections either wish they were or wish they could fuck. This comment section is the comment section that breaks furniture, puts dents in the walls, and makes other comment sections scream for their mamas on the regular. This comment section rocks so hard my ears are ringing, I have no voice left, and my left shoe -- among other things I won't go into so as not to incriminate myself -- is inexplicably missing.

In other words? ♥!

It's like you and were discussing, Nate's trying very very hard to do the right thing. He's not exactly stupid, he knows what's there, but he won't use it. Won't succumb. You know, until this whole cluster fuck is over and he's out of the Corps. We all know he left to go off and save the world, but uh, you know finally fucking Brad guilt free? Not a bad incentive for civilian life ever.

I can take Brad. *winks at A* *smiles winningly*

::twirls prettily::

Heh. As if I *require* encouragement.

I am required by law to encourage her. Really, it was part of my parole after that thing that one time with that other thing. It wasn't me though. Don't know what they were talking about.

Oh, God, I've convinced you there's no possible way they get together in the series. That is bad! I did not mean to do that!

you know finally fucking Brad guilt free? Not a bad incentive for civilian life ever.

Heh. Well, there is that, yes.

Ray's also not the type to get irrationally possessive. That's Brad's thing. Ray is totally above that -- except for sometimes when he knows Brad's not listening to him because he's too busy mooning over the LT -- err, Nate. Whatever. He left the Corps but he's still the LT. Captain Ray's ass.

AHAHAHA! I love that he rambles even in his thoughts. Perfect.

[wait, time lapse I was talking to A]

::wins::

"OW!" Walt's upright in seconds. "What the fuck, Trombley?!"

::stares:: Wow. Just - wow.

"You're upset about the photo. But not that I called you Trombley. Wow."

Walt is reading my mind!

"We could have it when I'm sucking your cock, but there might be an accident with my teeth."

Dude, Ray's vicious!

"Oh, I was going to fuck myself while you watch, but you know, if you'd rather sulk about some chick I was banging before I even knew you, that's your business. I mean, personally, I know which one I'd prefer."

Hee! Love Walt! ::twirls::

::is very happy:: Also, Ray would totally kick the ass of whoever made poor Walt sad. Aww.

...what's Brad wearing? Are those blue boxers? Running shorts? Inquiring minds and all. For no purpose at all.

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