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hackthis_archive) wrote2009-07-15 12:54 pm
hackthis_archive) wrote2009-07-15 12:54 pm
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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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
romanticalgirl smile, so help a sister do a good deed.
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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Like I know in theory that Walt is hot, but for some reason, being actually confronted with it is always a bit startling.
I feel like would very seriously vow to never let Walt out of his sights again because clearly when Ray is not there to look after Walt, Walt gets kidnapped and forced into participating in porn. And Ray is in favor of porn. And he's in favor of Walt being involved in porn, but only when said porn also involves Ray. And Walt would laugh at him and Ray would be all, "I will tie you up!" And Walt would be all, "you couldn't make knots that would hold me," and Ray would be all, "want to bet?" and Walt would be like, "this is stupid, even for you, and that's saying something," But Ray would already be on his phone with Brad trying to get advice on how best to tie knots to hold someone, and Brad would refuse to tell him anything. "I am not helping to do depraved things to a nice boy like Walt. Besids why do you think I know about kinky shit?" And Ray would be all, "Whatever Brad. I know you and the LT get up to kinky shit. I'm just not sure who ties up whom. I bet you like flip for it. Hey... do you call him sir when he's fucking you? I bet you are totally into that perverted shit." And Walt would like hitting his head against the wall because Brad was clearly going to come over and kill Ray which would be that Walt was not going to get laid, so Walt would grab the phone anyway from Ray and say, "Please don't kill him. I've finally managed to get him house broken and I don't want all that effort to go to waste."
And Ray would be pouting because he was just trying to save Walt from a life of sexual exploitation in porn and there was no reason for everyone to be mean to him. And then Walt would be all, "how 'bout we try option B. I tie you up."
And Ray would grin. "I don't know how you ever managed to persuade the world that you were the nice one."
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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.
He's digressing. The point is not Brad or the LT, it's this photo he's found tucked away in this old issue of Hustler in Walt's nightstand. Not that Ray's supposed to be poking through Walt's nightstand.
Hell, normally Ray's asleep 15 seconds after they have sex. He needed a tissue. He remembers that much. And Walt was sort of just lying there, that glazed expression on his face he gets sometimes when Ray rides him too hard. Ray likes that. Likes fucking Walt even more, but he can be flexible like that. It makes Walt happy.
[wait, time lapse I was talking to A]
But this... Ray rolls back over. Walt's sprawled out next to him, head on the edge of his pillow, forearm thrown over his eyes. Ray looks at Walt, and then back at the photo. Looks at the girl's hand on Walt's chest, the posessive way Walt's pulled her into his side.
And then Ray whacks Walt in the ribs. "OW!" Walt's upright in seconds. "What the fuck, Trombley?!"
Ray raises an eyebrow and props himself up on one elbow. "Trombley? TROMBLEY?"
Walt rubs a hand over his face. Shakes his head. "Ray, what the hell was that?"
Ray purses his lips, shoves the photo in Walt's face. "Who the hell is this?"
[Okay, that ended up being more like 5 miuntes.]
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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."
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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::
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I love you, Ray!
And I love you, Walt, too! You are the expert at Ray handling and I am in awes of your Ray handling skills.
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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.
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"Who's this?"
Walt pushes off the wall and walks over to where Ray's standing. For being so short, Ray's a loose-limbed guy, but right now he's coiled like a snake ready to strike. Walt raises an eyebrow and looks over Ray's shoulder. "Oh. That's my sister."
"Fuck that bullshit." Ray gives Walt a look that is not pleased. "You have a girlfriend or something?" Ray's eyes narrow, as though maybe he remembers Walt smelling the letters that came from home, which Walt wouldn't put past him even though Ray was usually mid-diatribe by then.
"I did."
"She's pretty."
"Yeah." Walt nods, eyes skimming over her dark red dress, her hand on his chest.
Ray's voice is soft. "You want me to find her and kick her ass for you?"
Walt shakes his head and slides his hand over the back of Ray's skull down to his neck. He turns Ray to face him - slow enough for Ray to protest, fast enough to let Ray know he was certain - and finds Ray's mouth, licking at the parted seam of his lips before sliding his tongue past them.
Ray makes a sound and opens his mouth more to Walt's, surprisingly...not docile, because he's Ray, but easy. Willing. Not fighting back or for dominance or pulling away to talk. Just taking Walt's tongue and sucking on it, tangling it with his own.
"I think maybe we can find better things for you to do tonight, huh?"
Ray nods. "Yeah, but tomorrow all bets are off."
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YAY!!! They're so... I need a different word than adorable, but adorable just fits them so well.
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