Yeah, I appear after being in hiding for like weeks and it's to post porn. What of it?

Title: Stealth
Author: [ profile] kaciagemini
Pairing: Pete/Patrick
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sometimes Pete liked to sleep in Patrick’s bed on hotel nights.
Notes: For the [ profile] bandslashmania pornathon. Not beta’d because, dude, it’s already late (so if you notice any crazy errors, do let me know).

On to the porn, please. )
So, I wrote another bandslash fic. Panic! At The Disco this time. Again, this one started life as a comment!fic. Actually, I wrote the entire thing in a comment box. Strangely it did not consent to fit in a single comment when I was done with it. Oops. Also, I apologize for the crappy title. I suck at titling, but I figured it should have one.

Title: Better Off As Lovers
Author: [ profile] kaciagemini
Pairing: Spencer/Ryan
Rating: R
Wordcount: 1750
Summary: Practice gets interesting.
Notes: I wrote this for [ profile] seanarenay several days ago because she was not feeling well and underage boysex fixes everything (duh!). Has not been beta read, though I did fix a few things before I posted it here. Please point out any problems I missed! I had to beat an entire section back into the right tense! (Alternatively, if anyone would like to offer to be my beta? That would be pretty awesome.)

On to the fic... )
You know what there can never be too much of in the world? Patrick saying fuck.
More about this subject later, as well as the musicspam I've been promising. (Really this time!)

In other news, fic I've read today which rocked my world:

hormones in key by [ profile] ficklish & [ profile] simpleconstruct.
NC17, P!atD bandslash (with a slight side of Pete), entirely PWP.
Kinda Brendon/Ryan & Spencer/Jon, kinda... orgy. But not quite, strictly speaking.

Broken Glass and Rusty Nails by [ profile] addictedkitten.
NC17, P!atD bandslash, Ryan/Brendon (OTP!), complete PWP.
Summary: When Ryan gets the tattoo, he bears it casually, sprawled out in the chair and smiling at Brendon's chatter as the needle traces over his skin.
Wrist porn! Kinky wrist porn! Wow!

You're Retail, But You're No Therapy by [ profile] kueble_fic.
NC17, AU, P!atD bandslash, Spencer/Brendon (with a side of Ryan/Jon & a touch of Pete/Patrick).
Summary: Spencer's job at the mall is pretty boring until Brendon starts working at a nearby store.
I started out like... 'but Ryan/Brendon is OTP!' And then I read it and totally got over that.

When did I start reading Panic! fic? I blame the first fic for this. Pete is such a gateway drug. ♥

Do you realize that while Panic! is working on their new album they are holed up in a cabin in the middle of the woods alone? Four cute boys stuck together... except apparently for random sidetrips to go get first tattoos. Silly boys.

(P.S. This song still disturbs me. I mean, seriously, Gabe explaining that it is "a song about loving a girl so much you don't want to share her with the rest of the world... so you have to keep her locked up in your basement" does not help.)
I am about to go to lunch & then watch Weeds, but before I do, I figured I should give this "convince Laura to come over to the dark side & join bandom with me so I don't have to be all alone in my squeeing" plan a try. What? It worked with Sentinel! And Due South! And possibly other things which I can not recall. You are so my bitch, woman. And that is why I love you.

Cut for picspammage )

While this post is aimed at Laura, if it should happen to rub off on any of the rest of you? THAT WOULD BE TOTALLY OKAY WITH ME.
kaciagemini: (FOB - b&w pimpin' petrick)
( May. 19th, 2007 03:27 pm)
So... concert... right.
Awesome? Does not even begin to cover it.
(But OMG, 300 miles is *far* and St. Louis is a scary place to drive in during freakin' rush hour! We nearly died, like, a lot on the way there & back.)

I already said what I thought of the opening bands in my last voicepost, but I will summarize in case you didn't feel like listening to it: Cobra Starship=creepy, but decent music; Paul Wall=WTF? get out of my rock concert; The Academy Is...=so *pretty*; +44=Blink 182 reincarnated yay!

As for FOB... I know they like to say that they don't think they do very well live but, umm, they're crazy.

Pete's spinning! Joe's spinning! Andy on display on a raised platform at the back of the stage! Patrick! Patrick's pretty, pretty singing! And "Golden" was just him & a piano and omg!

And glitter! And streamers! And fire! And exploding rock stars! (No, I'm serious. At the beginning of the show they *popped* out from behind the stage. There had to have been trampolines involved because they got serious airtime.)

And and and... "Please rise for the national anthem"!

And pete calling patrick "the shy-est rock star on the planet" and singing "now I only waste it dreaming of you" in his ear, and and and... awesome-ness!

And they did the bit where they sing a line from Panic's "I write sins not tragedies" before they go into Armsrace & it was so pretty! FOB singing Panic makes me ridiculous amounts of happy. :)

And... Pete! Pete's hair! Looked like he had rolled out of bed! After having sex in it for 24 hours! And Patrick's looked like he'd done the same & then tossed a hat on! !!! And Patrick's hair is getting long and it is adorable and unkempt!

Near the beginning, Pete was warning the parents that they would say some controversial things (except he said con-tro-ver-see-all *g*), starting with the most controversial... "Spiderman 3... sucked! That movie ruined my childhood!" *giggles madly* "I'm holding out hope for Hermione and Harry Potter." Woot! There is so fic waiting to be had in that.

And... that is all I can remember that I wanted to say right now. But random bits of squee-age may leak out onto my journal for days to come.

I will leave you with this... I feel old now. And I totally get why Pete refers to the band's fans as "the kids". Seriously.
Laura, you have to read this fic. You will thank me for it (unlike the crack I was linking you earlier). Go! Run, do not walk!

Rationalization by [ profile] geekwriter143, NC-17, ~2000 words, Fraser(/RayK, in Fraser's head)


Any other DS-pr0n-loving-types on my f-list... well, you've probably read it already. But if you haven't, you should as well. In fact, everyone on earth should read this fic. NOW!
This is my (not so) big list of (mostly) slash Sentinel/Due South crossovers. Hi! Welcome!

A few notes before we begin:
* These are arranged alphabetically by author.
* Once I have actually read some of these (actually I may have read a couple and just can't remember) I am going to give them personal ratings on a five star system. This is purely for my benefit, but I thought you guys might wonder what that field was there for. So for now they all say NR for 'Not Read'.
* The info field is currently a widely ranging category and obviously some fics have more info than others. A lot of this has to do with where I was trolling for links. Many of the places I picked these up didn't have detailed info, so the info is pretty scarce. I may update the information for some of them to be more comprehensive/useful as I read them. If you read one and wish to tell me things like ratings, pairings, summaries, genres, & other stuff, I will thoughtfully include such info.
* If you know of any other Sentinel/Due South crossovers, please let me know! I want this list to be fairly comprehensive. Though I am more interested in slash, I will gladly accept het or gen crossovers as well because this seems to be such a small category of fics.
* Let me know if there's a broken link or something & I'll do what I can to find a new one.
* Enjoy!

Current # of entries: 30 )
kaciagemini: (Due South - broken PG)
( Jan. 30th, 2007 12:22 am)
Note to self: Do not read depressing fic late at night. No matter how good it is.

Due South, Fraser/RayK, "Exposures" by Dira Sudis (12K).

Fuck. Scratch that. Do not read depressing fic. Ever.
I completely and utterly lack motivation.

I should be... doing laundry, or cleaning the room, or taking a shower, or applying to graduate schools or figuring out what to do with the rest of my life. Instead? I am reading webcomics and slash fic.

...really good slash fic though.

Amnesia, by [ profile] randomweaver.
Scrubs, JD/Cox, NC-17.
Authors' summary: "JD awakens from an accident to find his memory is gone. "
Chapter 1, 2, 3, 4 (Complete)

This story is exactly what I like in a hurt/comfort fic. Angsty and cuddly all at once. Also, it has the distinction of being the first JD/Cox porn I've read. I've read quite a few good Scrubs fics in the last few days, but I was beginning to wonder if this fandom hid the porn away in a secret bomb shelter or something. Gladly it does not. :) It just took more work than usual to find some.
I like Sentinel slash. I especially like Sentinel slash where they have/raise kid(s). These are fic which satisfy that desire.
Otherwise known as the big ol' Sentinel Slash Kid!fic list.

*Alyjude's Jake series

Everything's Jake

We Gather Together (Thanksgiving)

We Gather Together (Christmas/Hanukkah)
The Bestest Most Perfectedness Vally Times Card
Junior Guppy
Full Circle (Cold Case, Three for the Road, In the Name of the Father)
The Big Five
A Day At The Zoo
A Strange Anniversary

(This is the most awesome-est series ever.)

Jake & Jesse by Dolimir - An AU off the Jake series
(incredibly shiny)

*Gillian's Slash Stories

BJ Sandburg - Blair faces the Sandburg curse on his 30th birthday. (More emphasis on pre-kid action than the others.)

Jaime - Blair gets stuck in a war-torn third world country. Jim rescues him. And then things get complicated.

(Both are really long and detailed and awesome.)

*Running Home by Akablonded - Wild West AU
(have not read, recced to me as good kidfic)

*The Hearts of the West Series by Scribe

Dr. B.Sandburg, Traveling Medicine Man
James Joseph Ellison, Lawman
James Joseph Ellison, Jr. - Called Jay
Margaret Naomi Sandburg--Reluctant Little Lady

(another Wild West AU kidfic I haven't read yet)

*The Tommy series by Shedoc (scroll down)
(yet another kidfic series that was recced to me that I haven't read)
GEN, NOT Slash

ETA: (I haven't read any of these yet.)

*Sullivan's Pub by Patt Rose

*The Inheritance by The Tenth Muse1

*We Are Family by Lyn

*Nia Chronicles by Little Eva

*Shore Love by Kaitelyn

*Paternity Blues by Jen Riddler & sequel Snapshots by saraid

*Problem, Child by T.W. Lewis (Mpreg, sort of the classic mpreg tale if you know what I mean? included here mostly for the cute scene with the kid at the end)

*A Precious Bundle, Joining the Two, & Together by Voracity (An old girlfriend of Blair's leaves him a ... surprise.)

*A Million Pieces by Candy Apple (Blair is shot protecting Jim’s child. Blair is the only survivor of a violent attack on Jim's family, and both men must support each other through physical and emotional recovery, and the exploration of their relationship.)

*Harbor of My Heart by Romslinger (Jim is a homeless man living with twin girls on the streets. An Alternate Universe novella where Jim remained in the Army and Blair made a much different career choice after a personal tragedy.)

*Different Roads, Different Directions (scroll down) by Kim Gaspar (Jim and Blair raise Darrel and his new little sister after Simon and his new wife are killed in a car crash.)

*Kids by Little Eva (Blair left Cascade. Years later he comes back with a child. Jim has a child. The kids meet and get their fathers together.)
kaciagemini: (House - smexy james)
( Mar. 8th, 2006 01:07 am)
So we were out today killing time before Japanese class (after I found my car... which is an entirely different story. I accidentally forgot that I left it parked in a tow-away zone for 4 days. But it was still there once I remembered where I left it! Which was a great relief.) Anyway, back to the story - so we were out and I decided to buy Dead Poet's Society (Special Edition, yay!) on DVD. Because I decided I simply could not go another minute without owning it.

I still haven't figured out how I managed to not see this movie until last summer. Obviously, I'd heard of it before then, but somehow the fates conspired that I not actually manage to see it. And if my girlfriend keeps insulting it, I shall have to smite her...

But I watched it tonight and decided I liked it just as much as the first time around, though it definitely adds an interesting touch now that I have seen House, and thus watching Robert Sean Leanard has entirely different connotations (though I much prefer him at his current age than as an awkward 20-year-old, in general).

On to the point! (Yes, I had one, damnit!) There needs to be House fic about Wilson's secret poetic side. Needs to be. And that is all I have to say about that.

In other news, I need to download tonight's episode of House so I can watch it. Immediately if not sooner.

Oh, and not only is DPS itself slashy beyond belief, in one of the interview things Ethan Hawke kept referring to RSL as Bobby and I nearly could not contain my squee at the adorableness.

And on that note: I desperately need to go take a shower and go to sleep. So, g'night all.
kaciagemini: (Ben Affleck - notgay!)
( Feb. 7th, 2006 09:53 am)
OOC terrifies me.
Also? I had no idea Paige and Sasha were rp'd by the same person. This also disturbs me.
(Err... sorry, random Fandom_Towers spillover... Can't help it.)

*le sigh*
I should be doing homework... but I think I'll listen to my MP3 player instead. And read slash. Because porn is like homework, except... not. Yeah, I can see that argument working for me in class on wednesday.
kaciagemini: (HP - Harry!Puff r0x0rz)
( Jan. 31st, 2006 11:05 pm)
Snarry, eventually:
A Nick in Time, by Tiranog (Snape and Harry get de-aged)
Growing Pains, the sequel (recovering from becoming grown-ups again)
(these stories are mostly cute with a damn big side of angst)

An Unconventional Relationship (link is to part 1, hit 'next entry' to get to further parts) (Snarry, eventually) (harry has weird cleaning obsession)
(this story is mostly angst, with a side order of happy ending)

Catechism <-- crazy harry-gets-totally-fucked-up-by-the-dursleys fic
(this story is not yet finished, angsty as fuck and not happy but kinda moving towards it. i think. maybe.)

Small Fry & Son of Small Fry by Mad Poetess & James Walkswithwind (scroll to bottom of page) (various BtVS characters get de-aged. because 4-year-old vampires are adorable. but don't tell them that)
(cute as hell, with tiny bits of minor angst.)

These links/recs are here partly for my own benefit so I remember where to find them, and partly for [ profile] tasukixchichiri's benefit because she needs to read them all, except possibly not all at the same time because that could cause insanity.
kaciagemini: (House - H/W Look)
( Nov. 29th, 2005 09:07 pm)
Just when you thought it couldn't get any gay-er...

Stacy: What are you hiding?
House: I'm gay. ...oh, that's not what you meant? But it would explain a lot, wouldn't it? No girlfriend... why I'm always with Wilson... the obsession with sneakers...

And that's not even mentioning the part where House insisted that Chase loved him...

I love that the writers feel the need to balance House/Stacy with Teh Gay.

Who needs subtext when we have House?
kaciagemini: (Brave Little Toaster - Smile!)
( Oct. 27th, 2005 07:53 pm)
I seem to not have a life.
Therefore, in lieu of an update, I shall give you the highlights of my f-list today:
Random Gayness (ETA: Longer article on the same random gayness)
Random Cuteness
Random House Slash (NC-17)
Random Randomness
kaciagemini: (Sentinel touchies)
( Oct. 13th, 2005 03:22 pm)
One year ago today:

Also, I just realized that today's date is ten-thirteen. Even though I've been looking forward to it for days, I didn't notice the date until, like, almost 10. Crazy. But anyway, hooray for 1013!!!
(In addition to the general coolness of this number, it also happens to be the day when I officially celebrate my internet/fandom/slash addictedness. Six years and counting! Woohoo! {They say the first step towards a solution is admitting you have a problem... Problems? Me? No, I'm fine... perfectly normal...*lol*})

Seven years and still counting. ^.^
kaciagemini: (Cinderella - more time)
( Oct. 4th, 2005 04:18 pm)
I am very very happy that is up and running again. And now I have to go do ... stuff. Buh-bie!
kaciagemini: (Hard Work Kills)
( Sep. 23rd, 2005 11:15 am)
Interesting academic article about slash that's probably not of interest to anyone but me. I heart meta. And Henry Jenkins. Why didn't I go to MIT and major in Comparative Media Studies?

And in other news, my boss's boss is an asshole. Well, actually he's incredibly patronizing and condescending which is a subtle difference. Not that this is news, since most of you have heard me bitching about him for the last four weeks (aka, since he got here).
Today he was asking my boss (whom I adore) why there is so much crap lying around behind the counter, basically. Umm, possibly because there's nowhere for it to go?
Oh, and my favorite thing he's done to piss me off *today* is after my Boss and my sort-of-boss left to go to the mall for a little while, leaving me running the office alone, he wandered out of his office and as he was walking by the counter to leave, he oh-so-politely observed, "So, they just... left you alone? They must really trust you." I sort of mm-hmmed and tried not to physically hit him. Stupid jerk. What exactly is that supposed to imply? And then he went on to say something about being nice to customers because he doesn't want people to get mad at us, which is also the reasoning he gave for undermining my boss's authority and rolling back a policy we put in place last semester to try and stop people from abusing their damn ID cards. As though he knows *anything* about the way this office runs. Grr. He just really pisses me off. It's getting to the point that his presence grates on my nerves regardless of if he even opens his mouth.
He's the boss of way more than our office, so why did *we* have to get stuck putting up with him all the time? Can't they put his office somewhere nice and far away? Like the moon?
And this is not just me being randomly bitchy. Everyone I work with and everyone I know who's had any dealings with him agrees that he's overbearing and condescending.
This is mostly just driving me crazy because 90% of the time, I *like* my job, and most of that other 10% is just when my alarm is going off at 7:30 AM. But he's making me not want to be at work, which pisses me off. I don't like to let other people manipulate me that way. Bastard. *grr*

And why hasn't my damn MP3 player gotten here yet? *cries*
This week's episode of Bones I found to be much better than last week's premiere ep. Helped along somewhat by the fact that it had shirtless David Boreanaz. Just a little.

OMGHouse! That ep was just... teh r0xx0rs. Yeah, definitely. I was all like, "Oh, you mean that guy is Wilson? The guy that everybody on my f-list thinks House is sleeping with? Where the hell are they get--oh, nevermind, I get it. They're totally sleeping together."
Oh, and that little girl was such a *player*! lol

...and *O* *M* *G* SVU! Guh. Just guh. Nevermind the fact that I swear Dick Wolf planned this whole episode to disturb me as though he somehow knew that I watched waaaay too much Oz this summer. And it got waaaaaay inappropriately hot and slashy there towards the end. I wasn't good for much in the way of rational thought after what's-his-name grabbed Elliot's cock. I was just *waiting* for him to tell Elliot that he'd have to take the girl's place.... *guh*...
*sigh* Poor Elliot is so fucked up.

And this has been your television review for the evening. I'm sure actual RL things happened to me today, but I have no idea what any of them were right now; I am far too distracted by inappropriate mental images of Detective Stabler getting molested.

Oh, and apparently I have a previously unknown ability to read my girlfriend's mind. But only occasionally.
Me - *iz ded*
Jen - "Are you dead?"
Me - *iz still ded*
Jen - *pokes*
Me - *continues to be ded*
Jen - *clickety-clackety type-y sounds*
Me - "Don't tell Austin I'm dead"
Jen - "How the hell did you know that was what I was doing?!?"
Me - *shrugs*

Also, apparently the train that's supposed to take thoughts on a scenic ride through my brain before delivering them to my mouth has stopped servicing the gutter. The only train that is willing to pick people up down in the gutter is that one that goes straight to my mouth. I guess the passengers that get on down by the gutter are too scary to have on the train very long so they just want to ditch them anywhere. This is a bad thing. Apparently the train conductor does not realize that by letting the gutter dwellers off at the mouth it only encourages them.
I worry for my sanity. At least partially because I thought up this metaphor. o.O;
I need to go to bed soon because I have to get up in the morning to hang out with my dad before he catches his flight back to florida.
That was pretty much your only warning/explanation for the rest of this post whilst I attempt to eject the multitude of thoughts from my brain directly onto livejournal minus any filtering/organization/sanity. Enjoy. ^.^

So, right, got up way earlier than I wanted to, took a shower, got ready, then went to BG with Dad and Zoe. We went to JC Penny and bought clothes (that I *like*! I must show them to you Jen, because they kick ass! I want more! This did not satisfy my money-spending urges!). Then we had to go drop Zoe off so she could get ready for the performance. Then we went to Target for about an hour and dad looked at luggage but failed to buy anything (*sob* I have failed as a child!). Then we went *back* over to the theatre, so Dad could watch the show and I took Luke (Aileen and Francisco were watching the play) and Mom and we went to Rita's and hung out (because there's only so many times you can watch the same play and I don't want to reach my limit before the one that we've already reserved seats for) for about an hour. Then we had to go *back* to the theatre, trade Luke for Zoe and scurry off towards Louisville, trying to fight our way through wind and rain to make it on time for the last performance of Jesus Christ Superstar at the Iriquois Amphitheatre (sp?). We made it on time, but it was raining when we got there so we got thoroughly soaked walking to the theatre.
Slight aside: I'm not sure up until now if it was by accident or design but I almost never go see any performance unless it is opening night or closing night. I *very* rarely see any show in between. I think this is because those performances have a tendency to be better ones, especially on closing night. They've had time to work all the kinks out, they don't have to hold anything back for another show, and all their emotions are running higher because it's almost the end of the experience. So, anyway, if I didn't plan my attendence at live theatre around that fact before, I definitely will now.
Yeah, so this was closing night of Jesus Christ Superstar. Margo sat with us; this was her third round of it and she said that performance made the other two look like complete *crap* in comparison. It was an incredibly good show. I really *really* enjoyed it. But I suspect this may not be for the reasons that most other people enjoyed it. There were two things that, for me, lifted it from the realm of good theatre into the realm of a fucking awesome experience. It was not the music, though that was nice. It was not the acting, though that was phenomenal. It was not even their singing abilities, really, though I was fucking *impressed* with how much some of them threw into it. They could not have sung as powerfully in any other performance as they did in that one because they would not have been able to *speak* the next day, much less do it over again. Anyway, back to the two things that pushed it over the top.
Firstly, I shall demonstrate my shallowness - the guy who played Judas was Teh Sex. Seriously. He is the hottest thing invented since *fire*. Guh. I told mom we should kidnap him and take him home in the trunk. She laughed, but I was half-serious. He totally stole the show away from Jesus. Com*plete*ly stole it. I was like, Jesus who? And not only was he hot, he was also the *best* actor on that stage by *far*. And his singing? In-fucking-credible. Phenomenal. Apparently he's also the lead singer of some local Louisville band called "The Hawk"... I totally want to try and go see them, because if he is anything like he was in JCS when he is onstage singing with his band, it will blow everyone away.
And the second factor, which was the only thing that caused me to even notice Jesus was on the stage. - How come nobody told me that JCS is full of Teh Gay? Seriously. It is the gayest musical I have ever seen in my life. It is *not* "slashy" because that implies that one has to stretch canon to make the characters gay - Jesus and Judas are *so* incredibly gay. Come *on*! Jesus saying "How could he betray me with a kiss?"... Judas singing "I don't know how to love him." Completely queer. Nevermind the fact that I'm positive the real reason Judas betrayed Jesus is because Jesus broke up with him so he could get the hook-up with Mary Magdalene (sp?). Judas was *completely* jealous of all the attention Jesus was paying to Mary. I totally felt bad for Judas and wanted to give him a hug for most of the performance.
Besides which, even if the musical were not *already* gay, the actors had to go and *flirt* with each other like five-year-olds after they took their bows and were headed offstage. Guy-who-played-Judas was walking ahead of guy-who-played-Jesus, suddenly Jesus-guy darts forward to tickle the back of Judas-guy's neck. Judas-guy turns around, laughing and teasing him back, Jesus-guy darts away playfully and Judas-guy gives chase, proceeding offstage and out of sight (where who *knows* what could've happened?). Then, after they came out and bowed again (because it was just that good), they were being all playful and flirty and chase-y again when they were headed offstage. This was not all in my imagination as Zoe can tell you. Because she knew *exactly* what I was thinking when I was watching the show.
After all that excitement, we headed back to the car, at which point Mom realized that she had lost her keys. Lovely. Good thing I had my set. (Yay! Car-ness!)
Mom let me drive which I think was at least partly due to her shame at having lost her keys. But, hey, beggars can't be choosers.
The drive from Louisville to my house is a good two and a half or three hours. And it was already nearly 10 pm when we left. And then it started raining again. And there was fog. But I was fine. But mom felt it necessary to keep telling me that if I wanted to pull over and switch places it would be perfectly okay.
Mostly it was alright except for mom telling me to slow down every time she looked over to see how fast we were going.
The only truly bad part of the trip was this strip of highway where the second lane was blocked off with orange cone-thingies for like *15* miles... and I was stuck behind a car going like 20 under the speed limit for the *entire* time. I was ranting at her and mom was like "Road rage has no place on the road." Well then why do they call it road rage?
She made me do breathing exercises until I stopped ranting about murder.
But we made it home safely without killing anyone at all. And mom told me how impressed she was with me for driving so well the whole way. Which would have been nicer if she had managed to wipe out some of the shock and surprise in her voice as she was giving the compliment.
Now I just need to go check my email, figure out what the hell I'm going to wear tomorrow since I don't have *any* clean or even semi-clean pants, and then get some sleep because I expect someone will attempt to wake me up about six hours from now. Which wouldn't be so bad if I had gotten a full night's sleep at any point in the last... 4 or 5 days.
...I am resisting the urge to go look up Jesus/Judas slash. Because I really need to be asleep right now. Really.
Also, random question, which I could probably figure out the answer to if I actually tried, but I am lazy and thusly I shall ask my friends list: Okay, so Jesus died, then came back, I follow it that far, but then what? After his resurrection did he just spend a little while convincing people he was alive and then flutter off the heaven or whatever? Or did he stick around for a while and hang out with the disciples? Watching JCS made me wonder things like that. And also, what did actually happen to Judas? -After the play ended, I was thinking, 'Hey I wanna know what happens next!' and then it occurred to me that I probably ought to actually have some clue, but I don't. Though I apparently know more about the bible than Zoe does, which somewhat worries me. How did I obtain this slight smattering of knowledge that I do have? Because I have no idea where it came from. But it is there, nonetheless, even if it has great big gaping important holes in it.
Oh, and one last thought before I run off: I am currently angry with my computer because it rebooted itself while I was sleeping last night, thus closing two windows with fics open in them that I've been meaning to read for several days. I think one was Harry/Ron and one was dombilleh, and I have no idea how I'm going to find them again. *sigh* Damn computer.

I love musicals. Jesus/Judas OTP!!1

I apologize if I made no sense in some parts of this post. I shall use the Rita-excuse to cover all ills. *I'm so sleepy!*

ETA: I'm downloading the original broadway soundtrack of Jesus Christ Superstar and I like Judas on the soundtrack way less than I liked the Judas at the performance tonight.


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