Hey, I don't even have to change the gender for this, really! :D :D
1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? Probably a video game or one of many cop shows we end up watching. If it's Thursday, 30 Rock/My Name Is Earl/The Office.
2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? Ranch.
3. What's one food he doesn't like? Chocolate, peppers.
4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order? Fruit juice.
5. Where did he go to high school? Warren Harding
6. What size shoe does he wear? 8-8.5
7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? Bats
8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?! Anything with meats.
9. What would this person eat every day if he could? Sushi.
10. What is his favorite cereal? Kix.
11. What would he never wear? Shirts with one sleeve.
12. What is his favorite sports team? Not a sports person.
13. Who did he vote for? Obama
14. Who is his best friend? Squeeji
15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? Forget important things.
16. What is his heritage? A little bit of everything.
17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? Yellow with little to no icing or whipped icing.
18. Did he play sports in high school? Only baseball in elementry school.
19. What could he spend hours doing? Nerding it up.
20. What is one unique talent he has? Tongue curling.
I've been a bit scarce online lately, been loafing around with TJ and playing through House of the dead: Overkill a lot, unlocking things.
I need to clean critter cages, but I'm so unmotivated. but they really need done. On the up side, however, I DI clean up the bathroom and make it look decent and organized, which it really needed. The downstairs is still a tad cluttered, but I'm still organizing and sorting things down there. I also need to find somethihng better to put my posters up on the wayy with because they keep peeling off and it's making me angry.
The bedroom also needs cleaned, which I'm being lazy about, as well.
TJ sent me this the other day: Psych Ward: Iron Man - Can a suit of iron protect Tony Stark from the dangers lurking in his own mind?. Which is a neat little look inside Tony's head on the subject of his alcholism (and recovery/relapse) and...depression. :D
But I'm all about, y'know, recognizing characters' IMMENSE FLAWS and absolutely loving them. Especially putting characters through hell, because then, the payoff, is so much sweeter. I'm sure Phe would appreciate all the shit I've put her through to help humble and make her less of a crazy, clingy bitch. Or, she's just tell me to piss off because she has work to do. One of the two...
It also really saddens me and pisses me off that the Tony/Pepper shippers just overlook these things or sugar coat them so they can stick the two together as a lovey dovey couple. I can't remember the last fic I read with ACUTAL MENTION of Tony's boozing that wasn't just a short comment in a sentence. Or the fact that Tony likely has commitment issues and trust issues (oh god, espeically ofter Obie! I wouldn't bat an eye if some time was spent where he DIDN'T trust Pepper, even after saving him!) and loads of other issues that would make things less than smooth and pleasing in a relationship enviornment.
I could go on and on about keeping relatively canon to a character or how I wish fic writers would write more about the BAD things that Tony deals with. But then I'd be here all day long. D:
♫ Hinder - Get Stoned
Just hear me out
If it's not perfect I'll perfect it till my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make up sex you're givin me
Lets hash it out
Cause your bitchin and your yellin don't mean anything
Don't count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's alright now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
Go home and get stoned
We could end up making love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out
(We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
(Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me)
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
♫ Recoil - Breath Control
Who wouldn’t want a good girl, a soft hand, a gentle woman for a gentleman?
He said,
"It’s been fine so far but after a while I want more than a soft style.
I want some slashes to go with those long eyelashes."
And so the bedroom became the black room
but a year later he wanted something more, something I wasn’t quite prepared for.
He said,
"Every woman has an itch and every nice girl secretly wants to switch.
I like how the skins look on your white hands.
I’d like you to deliver one of my demands."
He said,
"Every woman has an itch and every nice girl wants to switch." He led me in and lit the
room with a hundred candles and said "God never gives you more than you can handle."
I sat astride his chest, "It’s just a thrill," he said, as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed,"it’s just breath control."
He whispered "Hold me here" and I did and his head fell back.
He whispered "Press harder" and I did and his eyes rolled back. It’s just breath control.
Just breath control.
I saw him go pale.
I saw him seize up,
I felt something creep up like a taste for this.
Like a reward.
A kind of love, a kind of lustmord.
It was a minute then three then five then ten, he wasn’t coming up again.
I held on for twelve.
I saw him seize and thrash and twist and when he was still,
I lifted away my wrists and looked at my hands and tried to understand.
"It’s just a thrill"
I said as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed.
I sat aside his chest, "It’s just a thrill," he said, "just a thrill.
It’s just breath control."
When it was over, I slipped off the skins and drowned them in the river where we used to swim and a year later in a shop,
I was stopped by a man.
He said,
"I know you’re looking for something that’s hard to find and I think I have what you have in mind."
And he led me to a glass case and looked deep into my face...
"It’s just control."
♫ Great Lake Swimmers - Your Rocky Spine
I was lost in the lakes
And the shape that your body makes
That your body makes
And the mountains said I could find you here
They whisper the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map
I was lost in there
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you're mine
I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark
But you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps?
And would you shatter, would you shatter?
Would you?
Your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell then there that we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for earth to display
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair
♫ J. Englishman - Abused
It's not the way you think that turns me on
Last thing I wanna do is listen to ya talk
Well I don't wanna know what you're about
I just want your dirty little mind and your dirty little mouth
I'm not the kind of boy to kiss and tell
But the things I'd like to do with you
I really do well
So call me just another pretty face
Who's been a bad, bad boy
So put me in my place
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
So call me by somebody else's name
Tell me that I oughtta be gotta be ashamed
The humiliation really gets me off
And I don't care if you cum
Just as long as you're on top
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Coz I just wanna be
I just got be used
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
You can fuck with my head
Leave marks on my neck
Just as long as I'm tied to your bed
Run your nails down my back
Be sure to leave tracks
To match my emotional scabs
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Said I just wana be
I just gotta be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
(I) Feel like gettin used, ya
♫ Ben Lee - Aftertaste
And it’s none of my business,
I got a weakness
Can I beat this?
The autumn leaves
Falling in the breeze
Are not my fault
There's a storm over yonder
You gotta wonder
What it’s all about
Destiny was never up to me
And it’s not my fault,
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
And I really didn’t need this
Don’t wanna be this
Don’t wanna see this
I’m fallin’ in,
I’m going there again
And it’s not my fault
Are you sick of pretending?
That all this trouble is really ending
The way things break
Every step you take
Is not my fault
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? Probably a video game or one of many cop shows we end up watching. If it's Thursday, 30 Rock/My Name Is Earl/The Office.
2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? Ranch.
3. What's one food he doesn't like? Chocolate, peppers.
4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order? Fruit juice.
5. Where did he go to high school? Warren Harding
6. What size shoe does he wear? 8-8.5
7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? Bats
8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?! Anything with meats.
9. What would this person eat every day if he could? Sushi.
10. What is his favorite cereal? Kix.
11. What would he never wear? Shirts with one sleeve.
12. What is his favorite sports team? Not a sports person.
13. Who did he vote for? Obama
14. Who is his best friend? Squeeji
15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? Forget important things.
16. What is his heritage? A little bit of everything.
17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? Yellow with little to no icing or whipped icing.
18. Did he play sports in high school? Only baseball in elementry school.
19. What could he spend hours doing? Nerding it up.
20. What is one unique talent he has? Tongue curling.
I've been a bit scarce online lately, been loafing around with TJ and playing through House of the dead: Overkill a lot, unlocking things.
I need to clean critter cages, but I'm so unmotivated. but they really need done. On the up side, however, I DI clean up the bathroom and make it look decent and organized, which it really needed. The downstairs is still a tad cluttered, but I'm still organizing and sorting things down there. I also need to find somethihng better to put my posters up on the wayy with because they keep peeling off and it's making me angry.
The bedroom also needs cleaned, which I'm being lazy about, as well.
TJ sent me this the other day: Psych Ward: Iron Man - Can a suit of iron protect Tony Stark from the dangers lurking in his own mind?. Which is a neat little look inside Tony's head on the subject of his alcholism (and recovery/relapse) and...depression. :D
But I'm all about, y'know, recognizing characters' IMMENSE FLAWS and absolutely loving them. Especially putting characters through hell, because then, the payoff, is so much sweeter. I'm sure Phe would appreciate all the shit I've put her through to help humble and make her less of a crazy, clingy bitch. Or, she's just tell me to piss off because she has work to do. One of the two...
It also really saddens me and pisses me off that the Tony/Pepper shippers just overlook these things or sugar coat them so they can stick the two together as a lovey dovey couple. I can't remember the last fic I read with ACUTAL MENTION of Tony's boozing that wasn't just a short comment in a sentence. Or the fact that Tony likely has commitment issues and trust issues (oh god, espeically ofter Obie! I wouldn't bat an eye if some time was spent where he DIDN'T trust Pepper, even after saving him!) and loads of other issues that would make things less than smooth and pleasing in a relationship enviornment.
I could go on and on about keeping relatively canon to a character or how I wish fic writers would write more about the BAD things that Tony deals with. But then I'd be here all day long. D:
♫ Hinder - Get Stoned
Just hear me out
If it's not perfect I'll perfect it till my heart explodes
I highly doubt
I can make it through another of your episodes
Lashing out
One of the petty moves you pull before you lose control
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up making love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
Without a doubt
The break up is worth the make up sex you're givin me
Lets hash it out
Cause your bitchin and your yellin don't mean anything
Don't count me out
I can handle all the baggage that you're carrying
You wear me out
But it's all right now
Let's go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out (We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's alright now
Lets go home and get stoned
We could end up makin love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
Go home and get stoned
We could end up making love instead of misery
Go home and get stoned
Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me
You wear me out
(We could end up makin love instead of misery)
But it's all right now
(Cause the sex is so much better when you're mad at me)
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
Lets go home and get stoned
♫ Recoil - Breath Control
Who wouldn’t want a good girl, a soft hand, a gentle woman for a gentleman?
He said,
"It’s been fine so far but after a while I want more than a soft style.
I want some slashes to go with those long eyelashes."
And so the bedroom became the black room
but a year later he wanted something more, something I wasn’t quite prepared for.
He said,
"Every woman has an itch and every nice girl secretly wants to switch.
I like how the skins look on your white hands.
I’d like you to deliver one of my demands."
He said,
"Every woman has an itch and every nice girl wants to switch." He led me in and lit the
room with a hundred candles and said "God never gives you more than you can handle."
I sat astride his chest, "It’s just a thrill," he said, as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed,"it’s just breath control."
He whispered "Hold me here" and I did and his head fell back.
He whispered "Press harder" and I did and his eyes rolled back. It’s just breath control.
Just breath control.
I saw him go pale.
I saw him seize up,
I felt something creep up like a taste for this.
Like a reward.
A kind of love, a kind of lustmord.
It was a minute then three then five then ten, he wasn’t coming up again.
I held on for twelve.
I saw him seize and thrash and twist and when he was still,
I lifted away my wrists and looked at my hands and tried to understand.
"It’s just a thrill"
I said as he relaxed on the dark, dark bed.
I sat aside his chest, "It’s just a thrill," he said, "just a thrill.
It’s just breath control."
When it was over, I slipped off the skins and drowned them in the river where we used to swim and a year later in a shop,
I was stopped by a man.
He said,
"I know you’re looking for something that’s hard to find and I think I have what you have in mind."
And he led me to a glass case and looked deep into my face...
"It’s just control."
♫ Great Lake Swimmers - Your Rocky Spine
I was lost in the lakes
And the shape that your body makes
That your body makes
And the mountains said I could find you here
They whisper the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map
I was lost in there
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you and now you're mine
I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark
But you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps?
And would you shatter, would you shatter?
Would you?
Your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell then there that we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for earth to display
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair
♫ J. Englishman - Abused
It's not the way you think that turns me on
Last thing I wanna do is listen to ya talk
Well I don't wanna know what you're about
I just want your dirty little mind and your dirty little mouth
I'm not the kind of boy to kiss and tell
But the things I'd like to do with you
I really do well
So call me just another pretty face
Who's been a bad, bad boy
So put me in my place
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
So call me by somebody else's name
Tell me that I oughtta be gotta be ashamed
The humiliation really gets me off
And I don't care if you cum
Just as long as you're on top
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Coz I just wanna be
I just got be used
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
You can fuck with my head
Leave marks on my neck
Just as long as I'm tied to your bed
Run your nails down my back
Be sure to leave tracks
To match my emotional scabs
Coz I just wanna be
I just wanna be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
Said I just wana be
I just gotta be amused
Well I just wanna be
I just wanna be abused
(I) Feel like gettin used, ya
♫ Ben Lee - Aftertaste
And it’s none of my business,
I got a weakness
Can I beat this?
The autumn leaves
Falling in the breeze
Are not my fault
There's a storm over yonder
You gotta wonder
What it’s all about
Destiny was never up to me
And it’s not my fault,
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
And I really didn’t need this
Don’t wanna be this
Don’t wanna see this
I’m fallin’ in,
I’m going there again
And it’s not my fault
Are you sick of pretending?
That all this trouble is really ending
The way things break
Every step you take
Is not my fault
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Your love’s like salt
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart
Feels like it's over before it starts
The aftertaste is gunna break my heart