a giant corporation taking over all the books

Matt Czuchry. Christ. So freaking hot. I don't know if it's the actor or the characters. But I would seriously want to sleep with either Cary or Will.

UGH. When is Vampire Diaries going to come back?

I want hot vampire brothers doing fang-faces at each other NAO PLOX.

Taylor Lautner just did a black flip on SNL.

WHAT? WHAT? OH MY GOD.

MIKHALE, HE'S SEVENTEEN. SEVENTEEN.

AND DID THINGS. WITH A STICK. A SHINY STICK.

FATHERHUMPING SEVENTEEN.

Uh... are we sure Kevin Jonas is straight?

Zac to Kevin:

OK, here it is. Your choice, it's simple, her or me. And I'm sure she's really great. But Derek Kevin, I love you. In a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music clothes, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head sing a musical outside your window in the pouring rain, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me.

Choose me.

Love me.

*

Someone write it for me, please.

ETA. But with less cheating on Danielle because she's awesome.

Ugh. Want more Kevron.

There's like three people in JoBros fandom who write Kevron.

Oh Glee.

You make so happy.

Anybody have a copy of that song in the end? I've always liked that song. It was used in Eragon (one of the most stunningly crappy fantasy movies in existence) but I like how they play it when Eragon's flying. So, I do have fond memories of it.

So, hello show. I am so, so sorry for saying what I said last time.

( SPN 5.04 )

Okay.

I am in love with Ian Somerhaulder's portrayal of Damon. He's just so... wonderfully malicious. It's mesmerizing.

Where the hell is the Salvatore incestuous slash?

I've... forgotten how much I LOVE this show. It didn't have much a fighting chance. I was only flirting with it a little bit before the whole JONAS BROTHERS came barreling in and Joe/Nick pretty much won me over.

But the first episode just made me gleeful. Merlin was freaking adorable. Which is pretty much on par with the whole series.

( Three important things about this episode. Spoilers. )

Okay.

Leverage fic.

GIVE IT TO ME.

Hey, do you guys know of a fic titled In Harm's Way? It was about Jared being a multi-lingual guy and Jensen being a secret agent. With lots of hot sex and porn? I kind of want to re-read it and all of my links were saved on my old laptop which died.

HALP?

I think that I am a bit... uh... more into Kevin/Zac than Joe/Nick. WHATEVER, HEIDI, I KNOW YOU'RE MAKING THAT FACE.

And for the rest of you, have some domesticated boyfriends:

ETA: The turtles and inspiration were taken from smallacts / liketheroad's fic, Joe Jonas: Boy Cheerleader. Her Kevin/Zac is love.

*

There was a month where Zac worked the graveyard shift and Kevin remembers it as a haze.

It is waking up to Zac showering when it was barely midnight. Watching him through sleepy eyes as he dried his hair and prepared for work. Mouth going dry when Zac let the tower fall to the floor.

It is getting kissed goodbye and smelling Zac's cologne, trying to latch on to it. Sleepily clutching at Zac's tie, smiling as he tried to get him to skip work just for that night. Zac would mumble against his temple c'mon, let go, Kev. Someone's gonna earn money to keep your turtles fed and Kevin laughs and lets go. Gets one last kiss before Zac heads out. He hears the car starting and falls asleep to the sound of it saying goodbye.

It is waking up hours later when the sun's coming up and turning to bury his face in Zac's pillow, breathing in deep. Stumbling through the kitchen and drinking the coffee that Zac made and left for him. It is reading the bright pink Post-It notes on the fridge that says Kev, we need milk! Feed your turtles! Balance those numbers! Conquer the world! Wake me up for sex later!

It is starting the day with a soft-memory smile. Dressing up and taking an hour to choose what clothes and boots to wear. Arriving at work and auditing his company's expenses. It is imagining Zac getting home from work, tired and rumpled. Gorgeous and beautiful as he slumps down on their bed, kicking off his shoes and falling asleep. Imagining him waking up an hour later, fixing himself food and reading Kevin's replies: Will stop by the mart later! Fed them, Abby's getting fat! The numbers acknowledge me as master! Been there, done that, got an awesome boyfriend out of it! Definitely.

It is stopping by the mart and picking up milk, missing Zac because he'd be here, reading nutritional facts in his best Kermit the Frog voice. It is picking up potatoes and making another attempt at potato croquettes for Zac to wake up to later. Buying another trashy magazine for Zac to read while trying to pass the time at his less-than-ten-customers shift.

It is getting home and dropping everything in the kitchen to race upstairs and find his boyfriend on their bed. Shucking off slacks and shirts and sliding in next to Zac, skin to skin, warm and content. Closing his eyes as Zac rolls to him and places his hand unerringly on Kevin's hip, still asleep.

It is waking up two hours later to boil the potatoes and mash them into croquettes. Getting a decent batch up and hopefully, still crispy when Zac wakes up later. It is showering to get the day's dirt off and watching his TiVo'ed documentaries on narwhals downstairs. Missing Zac again because he always puts his head on Kevin's shoulders when the whales or sea otters start dying onscreen.

It is shutting the TV off and going upstairs, lying down beside his gorgeous sleeping boyfriend. Hearing the neighborhood die down to sleep. It is mentally reviewing the countdown in his head and thinking seventeen more days, seventeen more days before Zac gets transferred to a new shift.

It is falling asleep, waiting to wake up to the sound of the bathroom shower.

Sam and Dean falling in love is inevitable.

No matter what form it takes, no matter who takes that one terrifying step over and crosses the lines of brotherhood and into something more. It is inevitable.

It may be delayed.

It may be put off for years and years.

Heaven and Hell have both tried to keep them apart, as if conspiring to deny them this outcome.

In the end, it is iron-clad devotion. It is the inability to think twice before offering one's soul for the other. It is countless sacrifices, all given without second thought, expecting nothing in return. It is drivers picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole. It is having everything taken away and still selflessly giving and saving and protecting. It is hearing only your brother's voice when the rest of the world is roaring at you. It is guns, knives, lines of salt, steel bullets, a dead language to dispel the dead. It started with a brother who heard his father say Take your brother outside as fast as you can! Don't look back! Now Dean, go! and only heard No matter what happens, keep him safe.

It is two brothers who have a thousand different names. It is Saving people, hunting things. The family business.

It is Sam and Dean.

I finally got around to reading some of my tabs open.

Came across this gem of a story.

Fool For Lesser Things. Read it. Marvel at it. Love it.

UGH.

JoBros fandom needs more Zac/Kevin. Like, Kevin being a ginormous loser dork and Zac being this smitten, in-love-anyway boyfriend. And feeding Kevin lunch. (Incidentally, smallacts's portrayal of Kevin Zac in here has ruined me).

WHATEVER HEIDI, STOP ROLLING YOUR EYES AT ME. I LIKE ZAC/KEVIN, OKAY?