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Jun. 28th, 2008 10:14 pm![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Me uno a las masas felices con su fic AU Do I seem bulletproof to you?, que entiendo es su primer J2.
Ya
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Bachelor Buttons. Jensen/Jared, NC-17, 4200 words. Your heart is a neighborhood and the crime rate is going up.
[sin acentos - - escrito de mi laptop - disculpas]
Aclarando sobre la famosa foto que esta en duda si es o no de los tipos de Lord of the Rings, lugonn aclaro cierta info. Aqui una traduccion:
". . . los tipos en la foto son, de izquierda a derecha, contra-reloj: Billy Boyd sobre Viggo Mortensen, Dominic Monaghan sobre Sean Bean, Elijah Wood sobre (no claro) Orlando Bloom, Sean Astin sobre Karl Urban (ambos no claros). memarkw [quien posteo la foto en el lj de
lugonn ] hablando de la foto dice: "Es real. La encontre despues de que Elijah la menciono en una entrevista hace un par de a~os. Hablo del lazo que se formo entre los tipos en la cinta y como hicieron este peque~o ritual y nunca se preocuparon de quien podria tener una camara, que nunca se le ocurrio a nadie que podrian ser paprazzi. Y que ha nadie le daba pena la foto."
Si yo tuviera el cuerpo de estos tipos creo tampoco me daria pena *g*
OK, mi lado eslashero 'ta feliz, pero mi principal reaccion al leer esta explicacion es como ternura. Me recuerda todo el material en los DVDs de como es que los actores, aislados por tanto tiempo, se hicieron amigos. Sea o no cierto me gusta mucho la idea, independiente de RPS. Flaqueo en todo lo que se refiere a la idealizacion de amistades. Mi lado ironico se calla por unos segundos. *suspiro*
You caught him watching you at dinner, and you didn't feel like being nice about it, so you said, "*What?* Why are you staring at me?"
Viggo didn't seem offended. He just said, "My son must have seen Flipper a thousand times. You don't look much like you did back then."
"That was a long time ago."
He shook his head at that, and added more mustard to his sandwich. "I suppose it was. You lose track, when you get to be my age."
"Right," Billy said, scaring the hell out of you, because you hadn't noticed him come up by your shoulder. "You'll understand when you hit puberty, Elijah." You hit him in the stomach with your elbow, and he gave you an offended glare as he rubbed the spot and said, "*Someone* needs a nap."
"Blow me," you said. "Know something, Bill? *That's* what I need." You set your sandwich down and turned to make eye contact with him. "I'm having a bad day, and what would really help is if you would get on your knees and suck my dick."
Billy stared at you for a minute, half appalled and half admiring. Then he looked up at Viggo and said, "Can you believe kids these days?"