"In One Easy Lesson" by ladyjanelly. CW RPF, Jared/Jeff, Jared/Jensen. NC17. Warning for kink.

This isn't quite a rec, and not quite an anti-rec, either. The writing is good, the characterization is good, but the author is doin kink rong in so many ways.

( Not in the usual ways, though, and I can't decide if that's a good or bad thing. Possibly TMI kink talk within. )

The moral of the story is that Jeffrey Dean Morgan is a bad mentor! And that I like to complain!

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Today, I'm going to estrellada's church and being on a panel about LGBT things for the youth group. WHOO. No, I'm actually pretty excited about it. I like talking about myself. Also, I grabbed my union's LGBT resource pamphlet in case I need a quick definition or something.

Happy All Saints'? Lol.

This is a DW-origin crospost, oh noes. Feel free to comment on LJ or the original post here.

1. I have about twenty comments I need to reply to, sry. I will get to that soon. My head has been in places for a while.

2. If you DLed the PXP mix I posted the other day, you should probably make sure you have the correct Sherwood track on the Pete playlist ("The Only Song," not "Song in My Head;" idk, guys, they're even from the same fucking album. Who teaches kids how to title songs these days, seriously? Ugh. The worst part might be that I only even know about them because of goddamn William Beckett, whom I only know about because of Whatsisface Wentz. BANDOM ATE MY TASTE IN MUSIC BUT GAVE ME PATRICK STUMP). The zip and track download were wrong, but now they're both fixed. Sorry. Again.

3. No Sweat are liquidating their online store in an effort to survive the next few months. Please go by and buy some stuff from my favourite online retailer. Fair trade/fair labour, often organic, sometimes vegan things of all kinds for ridiculously low prices. They're sold out of cruelty-free un!Chucks, unfortunately :/

4. I'm going to see STXI with my dad and maybe Rafael in the next couple of weeks (this will be viewing number five, tying this movie with the original Rescuers for most number of times I've seen something in theatre). I think Dad will like it, but he might miss Shat too much (his first question was, "Do you think the new guy is as tough as Kirk was?" I'm like, "Uh, well, he mostly wins fights by being able to take a good beating? Some outwit/outlast strategy, you know." And he's like, "So, he's exactly as tough as original Kirk, lol." ♥)

5. Going on an impromptu (for me) minibreak in July to a guesthouse at a converted train station in Mara, BC. There're some lakes and a river and probably there will be canoeing and hours and hours of wet, sunburned, bug-bitten children. Should be nice. I'm gonna DL a bunch of Trek books to Tiny Laptop and take my new swim trunks.

6. Checking out Richard II at Bard on the Beach with my little brother on July 14, I think. The schedule this year is super-annoying, and trying to accomodate both my brothers is hard.

7. PORN. Accidental/experimental!d/s is totally one of my bulletproof porn kinks, and this triptych here? Is the good shit, oh my gosh. Have some. Zachary Quinto/Chris Pine (AKA Pointy-ears and Captain Fine from STXI): "You Know I Don't Ask for Much," "Hit the Floor," and "Work It Out" (eta: Okay, no, wait, I have to tell you guys the truth, 'cause that's how we roll. The last one is kind of fluffy and hearts and rainbows and ~*~*~NEVAR FALT LYK THIS B4~*~*~, but whatever. In between that stuff, it's pretty hot). NC17 and RPF, duh.

THE END.

"the discreet agony of being method" by sanyin. Jared/Jensen/Christian Bale (or, Jared/Jensen, Jensen/Christian). Oh, it's hilarious and fucking hot, because yes, yes, yes, black nitrile gloves. YES.

Um. So, right, a little light bondage, a little gentle fisting. NC17, after a bit!