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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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...and it so went the opposite direction skdjhfh (http://trolleys.fanizzle.org/bradpaper.jpg) (work-safe)

omg I went through like four drafts of B/N pseudo-porn but Nate refused to cooperate. Feel free to write it as porny as you see fit though! :D

I will speak for her. WRITE BITCH, WRITE.

Ahem. I am sure she will write too, I will cut her otherwise, but this is all about sharing the love. The porny love!

*goes back to finishing work and writing slutty!Ben to make self happy*

AND THEN I FUCKING DIED!!!

::snickers:: Roger that.

His SLIPPERS have KITTIES!

::is dead::

:D :D

CRAP I FORGOT HIS COFFEE BRB RE-UPLOADING

Haha, he and Nate are DADT when it comes to those slippers.

I LOVE THE SLIPPER AND TOTALLY WANT TO WRITE SOMETHING FOR THIS. Just as soon as I have some time. Right now I am lacking the time.

Hee! Nate secretly loves them! Brad secretly knows this! There is much mockery and hiding of the slippers, which conveniently gets Nate to bend over a lot.

You should post the image image in a new comment so everyone can see ~~and write porn~~.

...but I did it for a good cause?

Something along the lines of a college au where Nate's lost a bet? Dare? Obviously Brad's going to be the one that stumbles upon him. What he does with that? Well...

Also, I'm really loving the fact that I'm discovering GK just as there's this influx of awesome new fic. [Especially since I've pretty much devoured all the fic you and your ~~partners in crime~~ cohorts have written in about 2 days.]

In my head, Grace totally bought him those slippers.

AWWWWWWWWWWW.

I FLAILED! And then I DIED a little inside!

So it becomes a game of where did Daddy hide the slippers and Nate bends over a lot, but Brad can't do anything about it until grandma comes to get Grace, so it's really a double-edged sword, but he keeps doing it because Grace giggles as she looks behind things and Brad and Nate eyefuck each other LIKE WHOA at those moments.

And then grandma swings by and Grace is gone and there is loud monkey sex on the coffeetable, which they fall over in their enthusiasm and 'lo the slippers are under the couch, but Brad's too busy pounding into Nate and like, getting rugburn to do anything about it.

Ahem.

It's the little half smile on Sherman's face that makes John's dick twitch in interest. John's gotten a handle on himself with regards to most of Ben's facial expressions: the stoic mask which generally means John's going to want to punch somebody in the face for making Ben think he has to hide how he's feeling.

The shy smile Ben gets when he finds John watching him.

The way Ben's face goes slack when John's fucking him boneless.

John knows these looks, but this one. This little almost smirk is something John only gets to see when they're alone, so the fact that Ben's giving it to him surrounded by other people can only mean one thing.

Especially when he's giving it to him surrounded by a little boy with a balloon and his dad.

John's kind of shocked; he didn't know Ben could multitask like that. Pandering to the public and thinking about fucking is a highly valued skilled.

John watches the man gesture in his general direction; Ben just shakes his head.

John raises an eyebrow over his sunglasses and after the man and boy leave he beckons Ben over with a crook of his finger. There's no reason for this smile. Not here.

They're working security for some free concert in West Hollywood, but mostly they're just doing nothing.

"I can see your brain going from all the way over here," John says when Ben strides up. His walk is only slightly off, which is an improvement from this morning when he punched John in the arm because he could barely sit in the squad car. "Don't tell me you're thinking about kids," John teases.

Ben snorts. "Actually, the dad was kind of hot."

John pushes his sunglasses up so Ben can see the displeased look on his face. "Keep fucking laughing, Sherman."

Ben chuckles before dropping his voice low. "The jealous thing looks good on you."

"I'm not jealous," John retorts disdainfully.

Ben shrugs. "Too bad, because that guy was definitely not checking me out." John opens and closes his mouth while Ben carries on. "He was asking about my partner over here – but I had to tell him he's spoken for."

"Spoken for –" John sputters. "I'm not spoken for – does his wife – man – whatever -- know about this?"

It's Ben's turn to lift his sunglasses. "Oh, really. You're not seeing anybody?"

John purses his lips. "You don’t speak for me," he amends.

"I do when strange men try to use their nephews to hit on you."

John opens his mouth, closes it, opens it again and starts to laugh. "Okay – okay," he wheezes. "So, then what was that look for."

Ben blinks at him. "What look?"

"Don't fuck with me, I know that look."

"Oh," Ben says. "The I'm going to suck you off in the squad car look," he says haphazardly. "Yeah, it was just a thought I was having."

John raise an eyebrow. "It's a good thought, you should go with it."

GLEE! And no rush! Let your writing muse rest up a bit, you certainly wrote more than your fair share of fic for the time being. <333

You iz awesome. *squishes*

Ahahaha! SO MUCH LOVE!

OH MY GOD! GLASSES! AND HOT! AND GLASSES! AND HOT! (and I think I might be stuck)

it's the glasses, dude. i know. it's like she reached into my head or something.

I porned! Based on

sparky77's porn. ::loves::

There had been a mission, fucking guard duty to escort some canister wherever the hell – because they needed a full recon platoon for that bullshit – and Ray had been holding court about alien sperm and freaking Rolling Stone the hell out, which had entertained Brad in the corner of his brain not engaged in reconnoitering Nate.

And then shit went sideways, but they could always blame Manimal and besides, the little lines around Nate's mouth had smoothed and it was really very important that Brad stalk over and kind of nuzzle his ear a little.

"Sir, I have something very important to discuss with you," Brad said, low. Nate's eyes flicked from his mouth up to his eyes…and then drifted back to his mouth again.

"Discuss?" Nate parroted. "If it's about the canister I think the pooch has pretty well been screwed on that one."

Brad swallowed. "Yes, sir. Your band of lovable, death-dealing retards has ass-fucked the pooch, no lube to be had. Command will be shocked. But that's not what I mean. See, it's about your mouth. It's very pretty, sir. It would look very pretty wrapped around my cock."

Nate peered up at him from under his lashes and that was just – "It is very pretty," Nate agreed. "I've been told it looks very pretty wrapped around cock. Invariably the same would hold true for yours."

Brad's hand curled into Nate's flak vest, tugging him closer. "Who?" Did that sound possessive? Hmm.

Nate leaned into him and licked his lips. "Oh, you know, college."

"Ivy League dicksuck."

"Clichés exist for a reason."

"Well, sir, that's just not right. There shouldn't be a world where others have gotten their dicks sucked by you and I haven't." There shouldn't be a world where others got to live with the memory of Nate's mouth wrapped around them, but Brad decided not to say that. Instead he nudged Nate back. Nate followed his lead, didn't even look before he stepped. Which was just –

"I agree, Brad, and this is an oversight which shall be rectified as soon we have showers and doors with locks." He stopped talking when his back hit the huge column Brad had been steering him toward.

Brad pressed forward, kept going until he could feel Nate's hard cock pressed against his hip. "That's too long to wait." He rolled his hips slowly, setting heat spiraling through him.

Nate, too, given how he hissed and grabbed at Brad's shoulders, eyes fluttering closed. "You really want anyone else seeing my mouth wrapped around your cock?"

Brad ground his cock into Nate and growled, "No fucking way." He nipped at Nate's ear and when Nate gasped, he rubbed up against him just that much more.

"Good. Besides, when I suck you off I want you to be able to fuck me and not on a concrete floor."

"I'm gonna get you a tiara. We can call you Princess Pussy," Brad said, biting his way down Nate's jaw.

Nate turned so their mouths were almost touching. He arched and rocked into Brad in a way that sent heat straight through him. Brad caught his breath. "For that, I'm going to fuck you, Sergeant." Nate continued to rock against him, lips parted and Brad couldn't – he didn't –

Nate moaned as Brad licked into his mouth. He sucked on Brad's tongue and scrabbled at Brad's shoulders and shuddered at each and every one of Brad's thrusts. It was intoxicating. Brad wanted to luxuriate in him, wanted to peel him out of each layer and hear him make those pretty sounds – preferably with mouth wrapped around Brad's cock – and then he wanted to fuck him deep and hard until Nate could only moan out filthy obscenities and Brad's name.

He should tell Nate about this. He pulled out of the kiss –

Nate followed, latching onto Brad's bottom lip with his teeth and biting, fingers clamped onto his shoulders with bruising strength. Brad grunted, bit back, and held him against the column, just rutting against him.

Nate keened, high in his throat, and stilled completely, eyes fluttering closed as he jerked and came against Brad. The expression on his face – rapturous, wanting – made Brad thrust harder, once, twice and then his rhythm faltered as he came and came.

Fuck, that felt longer than usual.

After, he and Nate panted against each other. Seeing Nate's lips all shiny and red like that…they should do it again. Immediately.

"There's gotta be a shower with a door that locks in the palace," Brad said.

Nate's smile – free of worry or betrayal – that was a thing to see.

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This made me smile so much! I love them so much!

John's kind of shocked; he didn't know Ben could multitask like that. Pandering to the public and thinking about fucking is a highly valued skilled.

AHAHAHAHA! LOVE!

So is it me, the image quality, or are Stark's nipples really that pink?

I'm just saying.

Dude! That was really, really... pretty is too mild a word for what that did to my brain.

"Well, sir, that's just not right. There shouldn't be a world where others have gotten their dicks sucked by you and I haven't."

I love Brad logic!

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