omg cutest slashy moment ever in csi:ny 1.15

i might prefer this pairing to nick/greg from the garden variety csi. ( csi new york!11!-- a few caps, a slashy scene described. )

hey, uh.  turku slashas, any chance people would want to see this tomorrow? i could burn it.  :eyebrow waggle:

omg chi it's like you're PSYCHIC.

because this is a totally different story but it does the exact same thing with music. i just know that SOMEWHERE out there is a calm, reasoned paragraph about how duncan or methos has enjoyed the evolution of the backstreet boys, or evanescence.

Searching through the ample collection, he stopped on a Nick Cave album. It had been years since he'd last heard Cave; possibly since the time he'd seen Wender's Wings of Desire. Now that wasn't a bad film at all. The image of the singer made him smile. Did the man have a Messiah complex or something? The title intrigued him. Let Love In.here

okay, well, late queen isn't all THAT different from evanescence; it's just consciously, not unconsciously cheesy. with better lyrics. oh queen. ♥ there is ... uh... not THAT much evanescence on my highlander playlist. okay, maybe there is. shut up.

but i really liked that story, a lot. watch me! i'm reccing it. see?

adagio amidst the ashes, by illuferret; d/m, nc-17, post-series. a leisurely, lovely, very peaceful novella from duncan's point of view--my personal favourite mood and flavour in a story, sun-drenched and contemplative, slow and confident and inevitable. solidly, deftly written with some few small weak spots. never overly mushy: incredibly tasteful.

ahem

if you spent like three weeks reading and messing with screencaps and watching and squeeing about one fandom you would do this too.*( imagining methos' clothes in the present day instead of the 90s. )

*provided you're also the kind of person who thinks about clothes.

die.

walked with perry what seemed like three miles from my apartment to the apotek on tavastgatan across from the post office. left him outside, then left him again at ruokovarasto on the way back. being left places upsets him so he was jumping around anxiously. the bags were heavy. it started snowing hard.

let us never speak of it again.

but now i have ibuprofen.

( on the slasha party: cookies, media. )

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i just tried to type on a dessert plate... :facepalm: