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hackthis_archive) wrote2009-08-10 03:18 pm
hackthis_archive) wrote2009-08-10 03:18 pm
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War, Southland and comment-fic, oh my!
It's interesting that the plague showing up in China and the Birthers bullshit only kind of makes me nervous, but ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
tomricks interrupting his vacation to blog about shit falling apart in Iraq makes me want to crawl under my desk and kiss my ass goodbye.
Also, this article about a personal trainer who put on 88 lbs. just so he could lose it and see what it's like for his clients is pretty compelling. I think this is going to make him a much stronger trainer.
I feel like I'm saying this every time I post (and I probably am, too bad!), BUT, for those stragglers who aren't on the train yet. NBC is re-airing Southland right now in the run up to the premiere (Sept 25th) on Friday nights at 8pm. You can also watch it on NBC.com and on Hulu. They have the first four episodes up (there are only seven), so please, please please, watch it. You won't regret it. Really.
In other Southland news: Michael and Ben start filming tomorrow. If I was any more excited I'd bounce out of my chair. Oh, wait, and L is writing me comment!porn featuring slutty!Ben. You all wish you had an L, but she is mine. Okay, jointly shared with Q and A. And her family. And all of you, but you know what I mean.
Offer Redux!: Oh, and I've been thinking, you know, I had so much fun the last time around that if anybody's got some like photos or something and might want some comment-fic, you know, I think I'm open for business.* Who knows, you might even get L, A and Q to play along too. Then again, they might all boycott and you'll be stuck with me. ;-)
*You know how it goes.
tomricks interrupting his vacation to blog about shit falling apart in Iraq makes me want to crawl under my desk and kiss my ass goodbye.Also, this article about a personal trainer who put on 88 lbs. just so he could lose it and see what it's like for his clients is pretty compelling. I think this is going to make him a much stronger trainer.
I feel like I'm saying this every time I post (and I probably am, too bad!), BUT, for those stragglers who aren't on the train yet. NBC is re-airing Southland right now in the run up to the premiere (Sept 25th) on Friday nights at 8pm. You can also watch it on NBC.com and on Hulu. They have the first four episodes up (there are only seven), so please, please please, watch it. You won't regret it. Really.
In other Southland news: Michael and Ben start filming tomorrow. If I was any more excited I'd bounce out of my chair. Oh, wait, and L is writing me comment!porn featuring slutty!Ben. You all wish you had an L, but she is mine. Okay, jointly shared with Q and A. And her family. And all of you, but you know what I mean.
Offer Redux!: Oh, and I've been thinking, you know, I had so much fun the last time around that if anybody's got some like photos or something and might want some comment-fic, you know, I think I'm open for business.* Who knows, you might even get L, A and Q to play along too. Then again, they might all boycott and you'll be stuck with me. ;-)
*You know how it goes.
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Cock Holster Part I (GS-verse)
Nate bangs the back of head on the underside of his desk in surprise, pencil he was retrieving forgotten. Brad's due home from Pendleton any minute and he's cleaning shit from under his desk. Could he be any more of a fucking girl?
"Fuck!" he says, backing out on his hands and knees to sit on his heels and rub his skull.
Natalie stands in the doorway of Nate's bedroom, hands on her hips and a huge grin on her face. "Do you kiss your boyfriend with that mouth?" she teases.
Nate scowls. "You ever heard of announcing that you were in the room?"
"My presence announces itself," she says, grin wide. "I was too busy staring at your ass. Besides, I can't believe your ex-girlfriend sense didn't go off."
"I don't have an ex-girlfriend sense," Nate says getting to his feet and giving Natalie a hug.
"Oh, that's right," Natalie says, squeezing him tight. "All your senses just shriek 'Brad!'"
Nate pulls back to raise an eyebrow. "I see freshman year of college has made you just as mouthy as ever."
Natalie thumps Nate lightly in the chest as she brushes by him and drops down on his bed. "Ray has made me just as mouthy as ever," she corrects. "You wouldn't believe the vocabulary he's learned in the Corps."
Nate smirks. "Two words: whiskey tango."
Natalie purses her lips. "Two more: cock holster."
Nate blinks. "What?'
"You know exactly what I'm talking about – don't pretend you don’t know what a cock holster is."
"I don't."
"I believe it's the job of choice for people with lips like yours."
Nate's mouth opens but nothing comes out.
Natalie grins, throwing her arms up in a 'V'. "I win!" she crows gleefully.
Cock Holster Part II (GS-verse)
"Just for you, Nate," she says blowing him an air kiss. "Although, looking around this room, I really am shocked you haven't heard this before."
Nate picks up some errant clothes he hasn't unpacked yet from Dartmouth and flings them at Natalie's head. "Shut up, Wayne."
Natalie snorts, extracting a pair of boxer-briefs from her hair. "Nate, did anybody ever tell you that papering your walls with photos of your boyfriend is kind of gay?"
"These are old photos," he says defensively.
"Gay... gay... gay...," Natalie mocks. "No wonder you never wanted us to have sex at your parents' house."
"This conversation needs to stop right now," a deep voice calls from over Nate's shoulder and every nerve in Nate's body quivers.
He hasn't seen Brad since Thanksgiving. Seven months is a long time. He swallows before turning around. Jesus, it's just not fair the way some people get hotter.
Brad's skin is tanned, burnished without being orange. His hair is short, but not unappealing. The smile though, the way it's broad and wide open, it pierces Nate right at the heart.
He reaches out and yanks Brad to him hard, doesn't kiss him as much as he attacks with his mouth. Brad's hand cup his cheeks, holding him still while Brad sucks on his tongue and every fibre of Nate's soul screams, "We need to have sex now!"
"I could so sell tickets to this to half of my class at Berkeley," Natalie pipes up from behind them.
Brad pulls away, his mouth slick. Nate watches him lick his lips. "Don’t you have somewhere else to be?" Brad says evenly. Nate blinks at him. He can't remember the last time Brad was civil to Nat.
"Jesus," Natalie appears at the corner of Nate's eye. "You must've really put it on him if he's being nice to me," she mocks.
Nate can feel it when Brad grumbles in his chest and he shakes his head, waving his ex off. "Go away. Go bother your whiskey tango reject and leave us alone."
"I'm just saying," Natalie calls on her way out. "Cock holster, Nate."
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Nnnnnngh. That made my TOES tingle. Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad! Also? ILU, Nat but please go away so THEY CAN HAVE SEX NOW!
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I'm laughing so hard without making a sound as I'm STILL AT WORK, I might have herniated something.
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No and it's kinda freaking awesome.
Nate smirks. "Two words: whiskey tango."
Natalie purses her lips. "Two more: cock holster."
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
"I believe it's the job of choice for people with lips like yours."
Of COURSE you went there! ::is dead::
Ow. My sides hurt.
"Gay... gay... gay...," Natalie mocks. "No wonder you never wanted us to have sex at your parents' house."
"This conversation needs to stop right now," a deep voice calls from over Nate's shoulder
OMG! I love this! And yeah, I BET Brad just loves walking in on Nate and his ex-gf talking about where they did and did not have sex. Naturally, Brad will need to have sex in Nate's parents' house, stat.
Jesus, it's just not fair the way some people get hotter.
It really isn't. Also, GUH.
Brad sucks on his tongue and every fibre of Nate's soul screams, "We need to have sex now!"
Heh. So basically any old day then.
"I could so sell tickets to this to half of my class at Berkeley," Natalie pipes up from behind them.
She should get that on video and charge my the minute. Would make a fortune. I approve of this.
He can't remember the last time Brad was civil to Nat.
Now I'm curious; why is he being civil?
SO MUCH LOVE! And omg, you stop THERE?!
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Too perfect.
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Nice! You get bonus points for that.
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