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- third Spanish exam on Thursday! At this point my revision to fic-writing ratio is not so much in revision's favour, so that's tomorrow sorted out.
- I have watched this an obscene number of times, but my thoughts on River Song are for another time. The short version goes like this: SHE IS MY QUEEN.
- relatedly, I am so unbelievably beyond excited for new Who next weekend. IT FEELS LIKE IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME. ahgfjhsgdj Nine was my Doctor but Eleven is my favourite, if that makes any sense? Let's not go into how I was 14 and shipping Doctor/Rose like it was my job, but, you know, that happened. I AM JUST GLAD I DID NOT READ TWILIGHT AT THAT AGE, BECAUSE YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE BEEN ALL OVER THAT. I am essentially a sham of a human.
- I always feel like a bit of a twat when I talk about fic I'm writing, but a couple of people have been nice enough to ask when the next part of BAKERY AU is coming up (YOU ARE ALL LOVELY), so: I am working on it right now! Part three is currently ~18,000 words and maybe half done. This would be less tricky if the half that was done was the first half, but it is not. ~excellent life-decisions~ There is an awful self-indulgent possibility that it might end up being twice as long again. I AM SO SORRY, IDEK WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, NOTHING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN HAS BEEN THIS LONG BEFORE. ANYWAY, the short version of that nonsense is: I am working on it! It won't be up this week, but maybe the middle of next week? I am going a bit mad trying to keep it all in my head when I have to do other things, and not just bore everyone I talk to rigid by talking at them when I'm trying to work bits out.
- ALSO, if anyone speaks Portuguese, is there any chance I could run a few lines past you? I DON'T WANT TO BUTCHER THE FEW BITS OF THIS LANGUAGE I AM USING, AND I AM SLIGHTLY SIDE-EYING BABELFISH. ajhgfhsdgfj why do I do these things. I don't speak Portuguese and I know nothing about code.
- on a similar note, I am so beyond amazed by the lovely comments people have been leaving, and I want to reply to all of them, because ajshfjhsdgf. I have a few extra shifts in the next couple of weeks, and the exam this week, but I AM DEFINITELY ON THAT. <33333 A huge thank you to everyone who has commented, or read it at all - this would definitely not have been as fun to do without you all. I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BAR.
- also, I have a document on my computer saved as "bakery au cuts", which is, cunningly, where I shove all the bits I've cut out (yes, it is stupidly long and I have cut stuff out, I am that ridiculous, etc etc) in case I want to use them again later in the fic, or they just weren't working at all, and that is ~5000 words. HERE IS A BIT FROM THAT THAT WAS CUT FROM PART TWO, because I don't see it going back in the fic, and, well, I feel guilty about having a wip and not updating it for a while. FEEL MY GUILT.
- sweet on you cut scene, NSFW, ~250 words
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Mark's good with his hands, good with feeling his way through something. Like, when he's coding he doesn't need to look at the keys, the causers, just at the effects unfurling on the screen. It's the same with this, with sex, with Eduardo: he doesn't need to look at his hands spreading out over Eduardo's hips, wide span from thumb to pinky-tip, he doesn't need to see himself take Eduardo in hand, or watch himself palm rough down Eduardo's chest: he just needs to see Eduardo react, the effects, his shower-wet, kissed-wet mouth, his blown-open pupils, the flush creeping down his neck. Mark keeps his gaze trained on Eduardo's reaction just as avidly as on any written code, the flickers of expression evolving into a whole, like one typed letter after another, leading to Eduardo panting hard in the steam-filled shower, or a whole new user interface.
The similes don't work the other way round: when Eduardo jerks him off too, fondly retaliatory, both of them turning steam-red under the steady spray of water, there is nothing Mark can think of as a comparison. He can only lean his head back against the tile, and keep his hand on Eduardo's shoulder for balance, his other hand drawing breathless, expletive gasps from Eduardo, and there is no comparison because what can be better than this? Mark has no need for hyperbole.
Touching Eduardo is like teasing out code from a keyboard: it gives Mark the same rush.
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- OH OH ALSO, I SAW AND LOVED RIO AT WORK THE OTHER DAY. I missed the last twenty minutes because my shift ended, but I WILL SEE IT ON THURSDAY. Oh god, it is so lovely I thought I might die. I had to come home and buy the soundtrack. Let me take you to Rio, Rio. fnnnnnnnnng.
OKAY, I think that is it. One day I will be here to post something of slightly less ridiculous quality, but apparently today is not that day. This post feels so self-indulgent I slightly want to go ostrich-face and hide in the sand forever. I NEED TO TALK TO SOME FOOD ABOUT THIS.
- third Spanish exam on Thursday! At this point my revision to fic-writing ratio is not so much in revision's favour, so that's tomorrow sorted out.
- I have watched this an obscene number of times, but my thoughts on River Song are for another time. The short version goes like this: SHE IS MY QUEEN.
- relatedly, I am so unbelievably beyond excited for new Who next weekend. IT FEELS LIKE IT HAS BEEN A LONG TIME. ahgfjhsgdj Nine was my Doctor but Eleven is my favourite, if that makes any sense? Let's not go into how I was 14 and shipping Doctor/Rose like it was my job, but, you know, that happened. I AM JUST GLAD I DID NOT READ TWILIGHT AT THAT AGE, BECAUSE YOU KNOW I WOULD HAVE BEEN ALL OVER THAT. I am essentially a sham of a human.
- I always feel like a bit of a twat when I talk about fic I'm writing, but a couple of people have been nice enough to ask when the next part of BAKERY AU is coming up (YOU ARE ALL LOVELY), so: I am working on it right now! Part three is currently ~18,000 words and maybe half done. This would be less tricky if the half that was done was the first half, but it is not. ~excellent life-decisions~ There is an awful self-indulgent possibility that it might end up being twice as long again. I AM SO SORRY, IDEK WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON, NOTHING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN HAS BEEN THIS LONG BEFORE. ANYWAY, the short version of that nonsense is: I am working on it! It won't be up this week, but maybe the middle of next week? I am going a bit mad trying to keep it all in my head when I have to do other things, and not just bore everyone I talk to rigid by talking at them when I'm trying to work bits out.
- ALSO, if anyone speaks Portuguese, is there any chance I could run a few lines past you? I DON'T WANT TO BUTCHER THE FEW BITS OF THIS LANGUAGE I AM USING, AND I AM SLIGHTLY SIDE-EYING BABELFISH. ajhgfhsdgfj why do I do these things. I don't speak Portuguese and I know nothing about code.
- on a similar note, I am so beyond amazed by the lovely comments people have been leaving, and I want to reply to all of them, because ajshfjhsdgf. I have a few extra shifts in the next couple of weeks, and the exam this week, but I AM DEFINITELY ON THAT. <33333 A huge thank you to everyone who has commented, or read it at all - this would definitely not have been as fun to do without you all. I LOVE EVERYONE IN THIS BAR.
- also, I have a document on my computer saved as "bakery au cuts", which is, cunningly, where I shove all the bits I've cut out (yes, it is stupidly long and I have cut stuff out, I am that ridiculous, etc etc) in case I want to use them again later in the fic, or they just weren't working at all, and that is ~5000 words. HERE IS A BIT FROM THAT THAT WAS CUT FROM PART TWO, because I don't see it going back in the fic, and, well, I feel guilty about having a wip and not updating it for a while. FEEL MY GUILT.
- sweet on you cut scene, NSFW, ~250 words
//
Mark's good with his hands, good with feeling his way through something. Like, when he's coding he doesn't need to look at the keys, the causers, just at the effects unfurling on the screen. It's the same with this, with sex, with Eduardo: he doesn't need to look at his hands spreading out over Eduardo's hips, wide span from thumb to pinky-tip, he doesn't need to see himself take Eduardo in hand, or watch himself palm rough down Eduardo's chest: he just needs to see Eduardo react, the effects, his shower-wet, kissed-wet mouth, his blown-open pupils, the flush creeping down his neck. Mark keeps his gaze trained on Eduardo's reaction just as avidly as on any written code, the flickers of expression evolving into a whole, like one typed letter after another, leading to Eduardo panting hard in the steam-filled shower, or a whole new user interface.
The similes don't work the other way round: when Eduardo jerks him off too, fondly retaliatory, both of them turning steam-red under the steady spray of water, there is nothing Mark can think of as a comparison. He can only lean his head back against the tile, and keep his hand on Eduardo's shoulder for balance, his other hand drawing breathless, expletive gasps from Eduardo, and there is no comparison because what can be better than this? Mark has no need for hyperbole.
Touching Eduardo is like teasing out code from a keyboard: it gives Mark the same rush.
//
- OH OH ALSO, I SAW AND LOVED RIO AT WORK THE OTHER DAY. I missed the last twenty minutes because my shift ended, but I WILL SEE IT ON THURSDAY. Oh god, it is so lovely I thought I might die. I had to come home and buy the soundtrack. Let me take you to Rio, Rio. fnnnnnnnnng.
OKAY, I think that is it. One day I will be here to post something of slightly less ridiculous quality, but apparently today is not that day. This post feels so self-indulgent I slightly want to go ostrich-face and hide in the sand forever. I NEED TO TALK TO SOME FOOD ABOUT THIS.
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Date: 2011-04-12 10:58 pm (UTC)AHAHA, I suspect I will be the same as you in the theater. Also, speaking of Jesse Eisenberg and his amazing fantastic vocal acting, have you listened to his audiobooks yet? He is FUCKING AMAZING in White Cat by Holly Black, and I have just DLed the sequel, Red Glove and am trying to figure out when I have six+ hours to spare listening to it. JESSE HOW SO FANTASTIC AT LITERALLY EVERYTHING YOU DO.
(a n y t i m e :DDDDD)
(arrrghh seriously, WIPs, WHY DO WE DO THEM, I am going insane trying to write the latest bit of Prince Wardo fic. And I just want to finish my other, non-public-WIP fics, but no dice. Prince Wardo has my brain hostage. /o\)
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Date: 2011-04-12 11:09 pm (UTC)On the same note: YES ugh I freaking loved White Cat anyway, and then I found out Jesse did the audiobook and it was just like SHUT DOWN EVERYTHING, HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?? I listened to it straight through one night when I was exhausted but couldn't sleep, and I kept swimming in and out of consciousness to his RIDICULOUS ACTING TALENT, which was a+. I didn't know he'd done Red Glove as well! BRB D/Ling THAT RN. FFS JESSE, GET SOME FLAWS. YOUR EXISTENCE IS UNFAIR TO EVERY OTHER HUMAN BEING.
(WIPs, ugh, I knoooow. I have some help_japan fics to be writing, and I can't sit and do that until I have like rugby-tackled bakery au into submisison, because it keeps rattling round my brain. If you want to talk to someone about Prince Wardo fic, you can pm or email me, if you like? I am going similarly lunatic over the last bit of bakery au. WHYYY WIPS, WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO US?)
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Date: 2011-04-12 11:18 pm (UTC)THIS WAS MY RESPONSE EXACTLY. *eyes you with joyous suspicion* WERE WE SEPARATED AT BIRTH? Though I never did watch ER, so I guess that is a mark in favor of us not being the EXACT same person. :D
Oh maannnnnn, I just had to do a ton of driving up and down the East Coast and I listened to White Cat over and over again and it NEVER GOT OLD. I'd never read the book, but holy GOD, what a fucking awesome universe, and Jesse's voice = JOY. And seriously, how am I ever supposed to be romantically involved with another human being when all I can think is, "Pah, you're no Jesse Eisenberg"? IT IS UNFAIR AND CRUEL.
(Dude, back at you. I was actually writing Prince Wardo fic to distract myself from the angst of my other TSN AU, which, uh. WORKED A LITTLE TOO WELL. DAMMIT, PRINCE WARDO. Also, I will listen to you talk about the bakery AU for approximately, oh, forever. I'm froppishpet at gmail, if you ever want to email/chat! :D)
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Date: 2011-04-12 11:36 pm (UTC)And lolol ikr, there was this guy at work the other day who looked a bit like Jesse and I was trying really hard not to just be like STALKER EYES all over the place, and then someone I work with was like "ugh, that guy is so weird-looking" and I was just like "DDD: noooooo we would have beautiful intelligent children". HE HAS RUINED MY LIFE. It was weird listening to White Cat at first, because I kept hearing Mark in some of his inflection, because I'd just watched TSN for the second time, and then one of the times I woke up and it was just Cassel speaking and everything was sleepy rainbows.
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Date: 2011-04-13 12:11 am (UTC)*__________* I met a dude that looked just like Justin Timberlake today, but a Jesse-lookalike is CLEARLY superior. And heh, I kept listening for Mark in Jesse's Cassel-voice and not hearing it, probably because I knew nothing at all about Cassel before listening. I even thought his name was CasTLE for the longest time. I still think that is a superior name. /o\
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Date: 2011-04-13 12:17 am (UTC)A Timabalone lookalike! How excellent! :DD I think I only heard some Mark in the Cassel-voice because a) I was mostly asleep and b) I had just watched TSN again, but idk. I LOVE MARK SO MUCH I WANT TO HEAR HIM IN EVERYTHING. ugh ugh relatedly I was cleaning up my harddrive today and shoving some files on the external one, and I somehow thought it would be a good idea to rewatch a bit of Boy A. THAT WAS INCORRECT. Cue sobbing all over the place. ANDREW YOUR FACE HAS TOO MANY FEELINGS ON IT.