thatotherperv

I'm reading published erotica. I figure my flist is more likely to rec me readable things than I'd get going in blind, or god forbid, depending on the rating of mere amazon peasants. so...

know anything worth the time?

it's really a strange thing being a fangirl. because normal people really don't stay up at night thinking about Harvey Specter and having a genuine, holy-shit eureka moment of OH MY GOD, HARVEY MUST KNOW HOW TO PLAY A MUSICAL INSTRUMENT AND IT'S PROBABLY THE TRUMPET, IT HAS TO BE THE TRUMPET AND ALSO THE PIANO AND I'M CERTAIN OF THIS, GOD HANDED IT TO ME ON A STONE TABLET AND EVERYTHING, to the point where you feel the need to spread the word.

I mean, really. that's a weird fucking hobby. objectively speaking.

tumblr is seriously some perfect composite of heaven and hell where my need to compulsively hit the MOAR button is continuously rewarded by pleasurable new stimuli, until I, like the lab rat, starve to death and forego sleep for no substantial gain.

srsly. work of the devil, or in the very least, a sadistic social scientist.

I will *never* get tired of writing Unreliable Narrator.

that my sister literally just gave me credit for being upright, this morning. my sister who is also sort of currently my boss, temporarily, because I'm currently incapable of handling my job without freezing up completely and doing nothing.

living with depression sucks so fucking hard. I was doing so well, I was doing everything RIGHT, and then apparently I started experiencing "breakthrough" with the antidepressants I've been on for 5 years, and now I'm white-knuckling my entire fucking life and hoping a local psychiatrist will just CALL ME THE FUCK BACK ALREADY so that we can go about getting me on something that works.

I am, otoh, completely grateful that I work with family and friends who are willing to give me the crutches I need right now. the last time, my work situation was, you know, normal and I ended up quitting (because I could no longer get up in the morning) and being unemployed on the couch for forever, since it was 2007 and the economy was in free-fall. I feel more pressure to perform in this job, since it's a small company and my boss has 5 kids and you know, needs to feed them and needs me to do my job in order for that to happen, but you know. grateful.

every time I see "Marvey," I feel like I'm being karmically bitch-slapped for every time I said "Spangel," "Spuffy," or "Spander."

the sins of my fandom!youth. it hurts my soul.

MAKE THE LAMBS STOP SCREAMING.

I think I actually might be in love with Paul Cutler (Gabriel's role in SWAT) as madly as I'm in love with Harvey. it's actually sad, how many times I've watched this movie. I love that he has Harvey's attitude, with none of his dickwaving. I love that he's a badass, and clearly in control, but when someone tries to engage him in a power struggle, his tactic is to give in easy but in a way that still makes it obvious he's still in charge. I love how bashful he is about asking the shrink out, and his total broship with the chick from the army.

it's so easy for me to see him as Harvey's little brother, who had the way paved for him a little bit and can afford to be more mellow, more affable. where he has game, but he grew up in the shadow of his super-smooth brother who shielded him from their mother's infidelity - so he's a little more romantic, a little more awkward.

the more I think about it, the more in love I am with that particular crossover concept.

you know, it's the weirdest damn thing - I've always been a fan of human/normal AUs for supernaturally-themed shows. give me a well-done AU of any kind, really, and I'll lick that shit up.

but no matter how well-written, any time I read a no-werewolf Teen Wolf AU, I can't stop thinking...you know what would make this fic 10x better? if Derek were sekritly a werewolf. that would be *awesome*.

apparently, Derek isn't as interesting to me when his man-pain doesn't involve, you know. extra-large canines and disappearing eyebrows.

Once upon a time, I really enjoyed tracking my plot bunnies / fic progress on lj. Partly because the creative process is an ephemeral thing, and looking back on my own ideas or processes a few years in the future can be like looking in on someone else's (seriously, the number of times I've gone...wait...I wrote that?), and partly because (see icon), I like getting other people's responses. And these days I try not to post wips until I'm relatively certain they're close to completion.

So I'm going to give that habit a bit of a resurrection. Blanket warning that I can't finish all the fics I start because I have so many ideas and I'm a relatively slow writer these days....so you know, if it's gonna kill you read about a bunny and have it not come to fruition, you probably don't want to click the link. Also, for things that do get posted, you'd probably be a little spoiled on details from my blather.

(after writing out all my current projects, should also warn you that apparently all of them involve explicit sex with other people in a non-villainous manner. OTP is *the* OTP, but I also love poly and dislike jealousy, and basically, see icon. It has more than one application.)

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