Ad hoc, ad loc, and quid pro quo! So little time! So much to know!

All right, internets, here's the deal.

Basically, between my computer fucking up the file and the fact that my free time keeps disappearing into the ethers, I'm going to postpone my reaction posts until my Thanksgiving break (which starts on Wednesday night). I could throw something short and crappy together really fast, but I want to do this shit right, which makes it a lot more time consuming.

Feel free to judge the shit out of me, I already feel pretty stupid about it as it is :-\

In the mean time, have a half-part (or a short full part, as it were) of some more Batfic as an apology:

Title: Celer, Silens, Mortalis (Part 11a)
Authors: emerald_skies and mcl4r3n
Summary: A short little interlude in which Nate and Brad do their level well best to charm the pants off each other. Possibly literally.

( Nate sips green tea in his favorite little Japanese restaurant... )

I decided on a spur of the moment impulse to try out that preview thing. Love it? Hate it/think it's unfair teasing? Let me know! Hope y'all like the rest in the mean time :)

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"Hope is a waking dream..." -- Aristotle

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Cheers.

1) The fact that my Applied Kinesiology professor from two semesters ago

a) Remembered me enough to wander over and chat with me
b) Has a Black Flag tattoo on the back of his neck (and enough other tattoos that even Tunny would be impressed)
c) Is actually surprisingly attractive (he teaches Brazilian jiujitsu on the side, picture the results of that for a moment)

2) Adding to the ever-expanding mental list of Things I Cannot Say to Stark When I Meet Him

3) Movies I want to see this weekend

4) Stuff to post on here (damn it...)

5) Scenes for my Starsgard fic

6) Scenes for the Batman!AU

7) All the horribly violent things I'd like to do to the asshole from the athletic training program who sauntered over to make insincere chitchat with me

8) The fact that I was mistaken for a grad student (again) earlier today


Attention span? What attention span?

I'm so going to fail *headscreen*

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"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted..." -- John Lennon (how weirdly appropriate)

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Cheers.

P.S. - To clarify the random chats with people, I was studying in a common area in the gym


ETA:

Dear irritating douchecanoes throwing the loud party in the courtyard just under my window,

Y'all have no idea how tempting it was for me to stick my head out the window and ask two questions:

1) How many of you are in greek organizations? (my guess: 90% of you)
2) How many of you are science majors (as in the laboratory kind)? (my guess: none of you, I know this because of the ridiculously excessive free time you have)

SHUT THE FUCK UP.

No love,
emerald_skies (aka the incredibly pissed off ginger from the second floor)

Salutations, internets!

First, I know I said a large chunk of Batman!fic would be up soon, but overall revisions got more complicated than we were expecting (because this thing keeps expanding), so I decided to post a smaller part that's already pretty set to tide y'all over.

(Link to the fic's tag page for previous parts: here)

Title: Celer, Silens, Mortalis (Part 2)
Authors: emerald_skies and mcl4r3n
Summary: In which Brad has an idea, Nate gets a surprise, and things start to get complicated (as they are wont to do).

( The plot thickens! )

Because I am totally neurotic and perfectionist when it comes to writing, many many edits will probably occur throughout the day depending on how strong the urge to nitpick gets. In the mean time? Enjoy!

Also, many thanks to everyone for their support in my Inception/Tom Hardy/sleeping-pill-induced rambling post. Please continue being awesome, internets.

Finally, because I (for once) don't have a huge looming assignment due next week, I'll actually be able to sit down and tackle a bunch of review posts over the weekend (including two Glee posts, two Supernatural posts, and the Kung Fu Hustle post). Oh God, what is my life /o\

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"Anger cannot be dishonest..." -- Marcus Aurelius

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Cheers.

Howdy, internets! A few things:

1) More Batman!fic is coming (including at least four new players and a significantly thickened plot) -- just joint revisions and a couple of short connecting-the-dots scenes left to do.

(Side note: my Starsgard fic is going on temporary hiatus because this Batman!fic is eating my brain. The bright side to all this is that the story is developing much faster than anything else I've ever worked on, so it might not be as long a hiatus as expected)

2) Because college is doing its damnedest to crush my will to live, I'm postponing my review posts (two Glee eps and one Supernatural ep) until at least tomorrow. The Kung Fu Hustle review post is probably going to go up this weekend.

Feel free to throw things at me or something, I fully realize that I occasionally suck at planning things.

3) ( Awesome/adorkable vid of the day (in which Billie Joe Armstrong is STILL adorable and pocket-sized and we see that you're never too old to be a flaily fangirl/boy) )

Aaaaaand that's all I've got for now. Stark and his ridiculous tongue thank you for your time:



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"Nothing happens unless first we dream..." -- Carl Sandburg

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Cheers.

Internets, it's been a pretty strange week, so this is gonna be a pretty strange post. Of course, by strange I mean A.D.D.

1) First, some fic recs:
- Easy to say but harder to feel this way by noelia_g - Brad/Nate - A FBI/undercover!AU featuring Brad and Nate playing house in, as Brad puts it, "ABC fucking Family hell on earth". Only, it turns out they're not playing as much as they thought after all. Enjoyable chemistry and tension going on, and interactions I could actually see playing out in my head. Plus Ray makes an appearance as his usual awesome, tech-wizard self, but that's just a bonus. Generally speaking, the writing is such that you can't help but root for the boys to wind up together.

- The End Of The Line by romanticalgirl - Brad/Nate (implied) - A very thought-provoking conversation piece between Brad and Nate when Brad comes back from the war. Great for the politically minded, but generally intriguing insights into their characters as well.

- Five Times People Realized Brad And Nate Were Together by irisgirl12000 - Brad/Nate (implied-ish) - What it says on the tin, basically. Very subtle and, in one or two places, just plain sweet. Generally, it seems like a pretty plausible view of how the boys navigate around DADT. (Also, Reporter's bit is hilarious, y'all will see what I mean)

- Falling Apart To Half Time by miss_begonia - Brad/Nate - Pretty much the best dance!AU I've ever come across (I'm something of a closet dance wonk, so these things are relevant to my interests). Very enjoyable sexual tension/chemistry, creative use of side characters (Poke has "Latin hips", y'all), intriguing song list (.zip file of songs used in the fic is offered at the very end), this has pretty much everything.

2) What The Sugar-Frosted Fuck Is Wrong With People? (Part 1) and Part 2. Also known as Why Hanging Out On ontd_political Is Bad For Your Mental Health.

3) The new GK kink meme (bonus points to whoever finds my prompt :D) I've said it before and I'll say it again: there are some sick, talented weirdos in our fandom and I LOVE IT. I hope they never leave <3

4) sgrio posted this little gem, which I've affectionately christened The Many, Many Reasons Stephenie Meyer's Editor Needs To Be Shot Into The Sun. Especially humorous for the literarily inclined and the grammar wonks of the internet.

5) A humorous conversation with Le Boyfriend:

Le Boyfriend: So I notice the nursing majors are traveling in larger packs than usual lately.
Me: They're clearly massing (for some nursing revolution, obviously)
Le Boyfriend: So...if enough nurses mass in one place, would they all congeal into a doctor?
Me: ...



Maybe I'm just especially sleep-deprived (you know, to that point where everything is hilarious) or it was a "you had to be there" sort of deal, but I thought that was fantastic. Stuff like this is absolutely why I keep him around.


Anyway, I'm sorry I disappeared for so long. I had a long, immensely headache-inducing issue with my computer (the wall charger died, so I couldn't use my laptop for a while), a mind-boggling shuffle of school work (including weather-related acts of God!), and just...life happened. To be more precise, college life happened, in the sense that it hit me like a fucking truck. Things are better now for the moment, so I should be a bit more active now.

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"Only the educated are free..." -- Epictetus

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Cheers.

P.S. - I'm saving the True Blood write-ups to post in one block next week, since the season finale is this Sunday. I promise I haven't forgotten them! /o\

Dear lawn/yard crew,

Did you really, really have to get started at eight in the morning? I actually managed to get to bed early and stay asleep all the way through the night for once and you start up your astonishingly loud equipment RIGHT NEXT TO MY WINDOW at EIGHT IN THE BLOODY MORNING. And then proceeded to do your usual (loud) thing, which just guaranteed that I won't be able to go back to sleep.



Go away before my violent impulses get the better of me.

Hoping one of you runs over your own foot with a lawnmower,
emerald_skies

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"Nothing is so irrevocable as mind..." -- George Santayana

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Cheers.

P.S. - See the previous entry for more fics and less vitriolic hatred.

Okay, I know about a gazillion of y'all (at least, of the ones who watch Glee) get all kinds of secondhand embarrassment when Will raps, but I'd still like to bring this video to everyone's attention because you, if you're anything like me, will watch it and be like "GET IT JGROFF UNF UNF UNF" I like him dancing better than I like Matthew Morrison dancing (and that's saying something). Also, my inner dance nerd wants so bad to learn that choreography because it looks so athletic and fun. Damn you, blown out knees :(

Sigh. I wish more photos/interviews of Stark would surface, all this squeeing over JGroff feels like fangirl!cheating (although, is it still cheating if all accounts indicate that JGroff fangirls for Stark too? XD)

(Side note: Let me know if Fox banninates that video and I'll try to track down another one)

Anyway, I come bearing the promise of a review post of One Missed Call (as requested by sharksdontsleep), and a fic rec roundup:

1) More LT. Jailbait (Brad/Nate) by passionofmind (which includes some excellent Ray!banter about how bending over for Brad could actually increase one's manliness)

2) Everything Starts Now (Brad/Nate, 1870s!AU) by lickingbeads (which includes some of the most well-written UST I've ever seen and Ray as an IC horse -- yeah, you read that right)

3) In which Brad and Meekus meet, and all's well that ends well (gen with background Brad/Nate and Ray/Walt) by forochel (Pretty self-explanatory -- you KNOW you want to see what Brad would make of Meekus from Zoolander)

4) A Little Madness In The Spring (gen, RPF, zombie!AU) by __sine (which includes PJ being his usual awesome self, Stark and ASkars being a demented Tweedle Dee & Tweedle Dum, and Paul Bettany being dotty and English and yet still awesome)

That's all I've got for now. Back to itching like crazy (stupid sunburn) and killing myself over my Biomechanics final tomorrow(!!!)

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"True nobility is exempt from fear..." -- Marcus Tullius Cicero

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Cheers.

Internets, normally I don't like to talk about politics (as I feel it and religion make even logical people go completely batshit), but for once I feel compelled to do so because I'm facing a bit of a conundrum on a particular issue -- specifically, that legislation in Arizona that's been stirring up so much controversy recently.

Basically, I used to think I was solidly against the issue because I feel that 1) it presents a potentially worrisome slippery slope into racial profiling/more invasive government and 2) that the U.S. should focus on making it easier to become a citizen instead of just making it harder to get/be in the country. However, I saw recently that people who supported the legislation are in favor of a similar concept of immigration reform to the one I just described. So, where does that put me in relation to this legislation? I'm not so sure I understand the full picture anymore and, for some reason, that really bothers me...

Anyway, I started a new D&D campaign with Les Neighbors tonight (an Elven cleric of Corellon Larethian, for those who play 3.5) and actually whooped a surprising amount of ass for someone who's used to playing sorcerers (and thus has no clue about melee fighting). I also got to serve as the handler for Le Boyfriend's barbarian -- I'm the only one who can speak his language since Elves are all polyglottal and shit. Much geeky fun was had by all -- someone even attacked the darkness!*

* - Bonus points to whoever can explain the reference

Finally, since I have a fairly significant birthday coming up this December, I'm contemplating asking Les Olds for tickets to NYC over the holidays so I can finally, finally see American Idiot. All these posts about it and how awesome it is are seriously killing me, so I'm going to see what I can do about making my way out there just so I can finally get the full experience. It'll be totally worth it just for that, even if I wind up being too chickenshit to the stage door thing (and bring my copy of Die Mommie Die for Stark to sign just to watch his head explode). Abstractly, I wonder if he'd be flattered or creeped out if he found out how far I came just to see the show.

Ugh, back to dreading this week and the lovely, exhausting mix of clinic duty and studying for finals the it shall bring. Well, that and the conflicting urges to avoid my school email vs. checking it every ten minutes to find out if I got into the athletic training program (I wanna know but I'm scared to know as well).

Once again, thanks for reading a pretty darn pointless entry. Have some dancing!Mike Chang for y'all's time


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"Sweet mercy is nobility's true badge..." -- William Shakespeare

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Cheers.

Dear Dr. Guest Lecturer,

I went to your seminar tonight (even though I didn't have to) because it was about concussions -- which I find particularly interesting -- and ImPACT testing. And, admittedly, your presentation was quite good during the hour that you were given to speak (I actually learned alot).

It was the additional hour after that in which you just rambled that turned me (and everyone else) against you. Now, I understand losing track of time when you talk about something that really interests you, but there's losing track of time and then there's losing your damn mind.

Then, when you finally realized some of us might have places to be, you asked us for feedback on your presentation. Great! But you couched it in such a way that anyone who gave honest criticism would've been in serious trouble with the heads of our program, so we all had to smile and nod and say it was good. Similar bad things would've happened to us if we left before you were done -- so basically, our collective hands were tied. So yeah, not so great.

All that being said, I'm pretty sure I wasn't the only one who wanted to make you eat your own laser pointer by the end of the thing. Situational awareness -- LEARN YOU SOME.

Sincerely hoping you learn to get over yourself,
The redheaded girl in the back who was giving you her best Glare o' Doom™ during the last half hour (emerald_skies)

P.S. - Not even the fact that you looked spookily like RL!Brad made me like you (and that's saying something).


Ugh, internets, I wish people would realize that having the initials "M.D." after your name doesn't automatically make you more important than everyone else. Because of this pompous ass and the million errands I had to run IN ADDITION to my usual clinic duties, I missed tonight's Glee, so now I owe y'all two reaction posts. Sorry, y'all :-\ At least I'll be able to post some more OZ reactions tomorrow (I'm about halfway through Season 3).

Ooh! Also, if anyone would be willing to write me a fic about the whole Heartbeats connection between Stark and ASkars, I'd be really pathetically, absurdly happy. It'd get its own entry (and the writer would get their own tag and possibly a shrine and definitely a new cheerleader). Think it over, writers on my flist? Gracias.

Edit to add: Anyone who hasn't already done so really needs to go check out penguinparity's glorious Ray/Walt fic (it features a really absurdly hot toppy!Walt and a spot-on Ray voice). It might melt your brain from the hotness, but it's totally worth it!

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"Get busy living, or get busy dying..." -- Stephen King

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Cheers.

1) I seem to be mostly over my food poisoning (thank God). Now it's mostly just rehydrating and sorting out my electrolytes -- so it's me, several bottles of Ozarka, a bowl of chicken soup, and some Gatorade.

2) ohnotheydidnt is making me feel all tired and cranky and generally hateful of humanity -- again. You'd think I'd be used to it by now.

3) I'm in the middle of Season 2 of OZ and oh dear GOD I have some things to say about it:

- Adebisi needs to get hit by a bus (or twelve)
- Beecher growing a pair will never cease to delight me (damn, Reporter, you crazy)
- I have so much secondhand embarrassment for O'Reilly right now, it's ridiculous (he's falling for the Doctor and it's adorable but awkward and my hopeless romantic heart can't take it)
- WHY IS KELLER NOT HERE YET jfkdlashfgjhriglhfjidlshjgif I WANT MY ELLIOT STABLER GOD DAMN IT
- So much love for Poet <3
- I don't know why, but I'm really not feeling the littlest Schibetta as a character. He's not really doing anything except sitting there and being a giant stereotype.

4) All this OZ is making me fiend for more of that glorious Brad/Nate prison!AU in a pretty serious way

5) I'm putting Picking Up The Pieces on a short hiatus until I get done with finals. It's hard for me to keep the storyline straight (ha!) when my brain keeps interrupting with flashes of review shit (draw a visco-elastic diagram, explain the events leading up to World War II, etc. etc. etc). I'm not giving up on it though, so please bear with me on that. It'll be worth y'all's while, I promise :D

6) Le Boyfriend and I watched A Tale of Two Sisters last night -- sweet merciful Raptor!Jesus, that movie was so fucking weird. We had to go to Wikipedia to get an actual picture of the entire plot when we were done because there were large stretches of the movie where we had no idea what was going on.

Because this seems to be a mostly OZ-themed post, Reporter and his purdy mouth thank y'all for your time.



Cheers.

Edit to add: YAAAAAAAAAY! I has my Keller now! He's such a bamf *flails*