I GOT MAIL FROM
winnett!! Thank you sooo much dear! You can have my first born, since I keep trying to pawn it off on
marilla82, who won't take it. Heh. Or you know, if you ever want anything USEFUL. >.>
She was having a rough morning and needed some grace. Of course, the first thing that came to mind was my favorite Preacher.
Grace for the Wicked
Legato/Wolfwood, PG. *g*
Nicholas crossed himself and then stood up, brushing the sand from his pant legs.
“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Legato was leaning against the bike and shielding his eyes from the sun. Nicholas didn’t reply. He just checked his saddle bags and the straps on the cross. Legato took this as a silent cue to keep going. “I mean, you talk to people who aren’t there, and you base your whole life on believing in something that doesn’t believe in you, if it even exists. This whole faith thing is bullshit.”
“You don’t believe in a higher power?” Nicholas mounted the bike.
“Don’t be an idiot, you know I do. But Knives-sama isn’t God, Wolfwood. Knives-sama you can touch, and he can-“ Legato’s voice became quieter. “He can touch you in return.”
Nicholas raised an eyebrow and lit a cigarette. “And you think Knives believes in you?”
Legato bowed his head. “I think that Knives believes in what’s good for this planet. He’s right, humans are scum. They just take and take and take.”
“Does that include you?”
Legato smiled from behind his hair. Nicholas pulled the cigarette from his mouth and tilted his head back. He held the lit end so that it hovered a centimeter from his own Adam’s apple. “Are you insinuating that I give nothing in return, Chapel?”
Nicholas smiled as well, and laughed. Legato let Nicholas loose and he turned around on the bike and captured Legato’s mouth with his own. Legato’s breath caught and his mind went blank. He was used to brutality and rough touches and subservience to a master who asked everything. He never knew quite how to handle Nicholas, especially after he’d been praying. Prayer made him calm and, though still intense, slightly less tightly wound than usual.
Legato pulled away and looked at Nicholas, who just laughed again and turned to finish his cigarette. When he dropped it in the sand Legato climbed onto the bike behind him and wrapped his arms around Nicholas’ waist.
“You give a lot in return Legato, you just don’t believe yourself to be worthy of what you get in the first place. Faith doesn’t work that way, not with a real God, anyway.” Nicholas started the bike and Legato’s mumble of ‘pathetic’ was lost under the roar of the engine. He smiled in spite of himself. No matter how insufferable Chapel could be, he always understood when to give and when to take, and maybe that’s what he meant by faith after all.
...
I have finally finished the Wolfwood fic of doom. >.< Jess is betaing it currently. She believes in it, which actually means quite a bit to me, so I hope it's alright for everyone else.
Hahahaha. It's a testament to my slash addled brain, that as soon as Tatsumi showed up my thought was, 'Man, he better get some good thank you sex for this.' And then, and then it really did get slashy there for a moment. XD This manga is dangerous, because it makes my slashy nature feel slightly justified. So yeah, Tatsumi/Tsuzuki, ftw.
Actually, as far as I can tell it's Everyone/Tsuzuki (b/c yeah, total uke). Which is also fine. \~_~/ If I remember my geometry right that makes it Captain Jack/Everyone + Everyone/Tsuzuki = Captain Jack/Tsuzuki. Muwahahaha. I think my brain just broke.
I like this story line though. I AM bummed because I have to order number 8, but whatever. I probably needed a break anyway. Heh.
Tomorrow!
Watch Dr. Who (wot? I'm only a week behind. *hides*)
Play at mixer
Upload music for
byakuya_chan. (Because I didn't forget, I just fail.)
Read some of The Forever War
WRITE.
Don't die.
ETA- Blog Against Theocracy '07.
I'm not feeling particularly eloquent, after fighting with words all bloody day, but suffice it to say that I am not a fan of theocracy. Most of the time I'm not even a fan of our brand of democracy, but that's neither here nor there. I don't have anything against religion, and I don't white wash all of it's practitioners with the same brush, but there is a particular type of religious hypocrite that I can't stand. They are usually not tolerant (of any number of things: gay people, interacial marriages, poor people, chubby people...), and they are always outspoken, bigoted, and ignorant. I think these people give Christians, and religious people in general, a bad name. Unfortunately for theocracy, these are the type of people who make it in politics. And that my friends, is the rub. *sigh*
She was having a rough morning and needed some grace. Of course, the first thing that came to mind was my favorite Preacher.
Grace for the Wicked
Legato/Wolfwood, PG. *g*
Nicholas crossed himself and then stood up, brushing the sand from his pant legs.
“You’re pathetic, you know that?” Legato was leaning against the bike and shielding his eyes from the sun. Nicholas didn’t reply. He just checked his saddle bags and the straps on the cross. Legato took this as a silent cue to keep going. “I mean, you talk to people who aren’t there, and you base your whole life on believing in something that doesn’t believe in you, if it even exists. This whole faith thing is bullshit.”
“You don’t believe in a higher power?” Nicholas mounted the bike.
“Don’t be an idiot, you know I do. But Knives-sama isn’t God, Wolfwood. Knives-sama you can touch, and he can-“ Legato’s voice became quieter. “He can touch you in return.”
Nicholas raised an eyebrow and lit a cigarette. “And you think Knives believes in you?”
Legato bowed his head. “I think that Knives believes in what’s good for this planet. He’s right, humans are scum. They just take and take and take.”
“Does that include you?”
Legato smiled from behind his hair. Nicholas pulled the cigarette from his mouth and tilted his head back. He held the lit end so that it hovered a centimeter from his own Adam’s apple. “Are you insinuating that I give nothing in return, Chapel?”
Nicholas smiled as well, and laughed. Legato let Nicholas loose and he turned around on the bike and captured Legato’s mouth with his own. Legato’s breath caught and his mind went blank. He was used to brutality and rough touches and subservience to a master who asked everything. He never knew quite how to handle Nicholas, especially after he’d been praying. Prayer made him calm and, though still intense, slightly less tightly wound than usual.
Legato pulled away and looked at Nicholas, who just laughed again and turned to finish his cigarette. When he dropped it in the sand Legato climbed onto the bike behind him and wrapped his arms around Nicholas’ waist.
“You give a lot in return Legato, you just don’t believe yourself to be worthy of what you get in the first place. Faith doesn’t work that way, not with a real God, anyway.” Nicholas started the bike and Legato’s mumble of ‘pathetic’ was lost under the roar of the engine. He smiled in spite of himself. No matter how insufferable Chapel could be, he always understood when to give and when to take, and maybe that’s what he meant by faith after all.
...
I have finally finished the Wolfwood fic of doom. >.< Jess is betaing it currently. She believes in it, which actually means quite a bit to me, so I hope it's alright for everyone else.
Hahahaha. It's a testament to my slash addled brain, that as soon as Tatsumi showed up my thought was, 'Man, he better get some good thank you sex for this.' And then, and then it really did get slashy there for a moment. XD This manga is dangerous, because it makes my slashy nature feel slightly justified. So yeah, Tatsumi/Tsuzuki, ftw.
Actually, as far as I can tell it's Everyone/Tsuzuki (b/c yeah, total uke). Which is also fine. \~_~/ If I remember my geometry right that makes it Captain Jack/Everyone + Everyone/Tsuzuki = Captain Jack/Tsuzuki. Muwahahaha. I think my brain just broke.
I like this story line though. I AM bummed because I have to order number 8, but whatever. I probably needed a break anyway. Heh.
Tomorrow!
Watch Dr. Who (wot? I'm only a week behind. *hides*)
Play at mixer
Upload music for
Read some of The Forever War
WRITE.
Don't die.
ETA- Blog Against Theocracy '07.
I'm not feeling particularly eloquent, after fighting with words all bloody day, but suffice it to say that I am not a fan of theocracy. Most of the time I'm not even a fan of our brand of democracy, but that's neither here nor there. I don't have anything against religion, and I don't white wash all of it's practitioners with the same brush, but there is a particular type of religious hypocrite that I can't stand. They are usually not tolerant (of any number of things: gay people, interacial marriages, poor people, chubby people...), and they are always outspoken, bigoted, and ignorant. I think these people give Christians, and religious people in general, a bad name. Unfortunately for theocracy, these are the type of people who make it in politics. And that my friends, is the rub. *sigh*
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Date: 2007-04-07 06:35 am (UTC)And the Legato/Wolfwood is hot. ^_^
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Date: 2007-04-07 06:43 am (UTC)Hehe. Thanks. The more I write them, the more they grow on me. As a pair I mean, I've always loved them separately. <3
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Date: 2007-04-07 07:31 am (UTC)http://trinut.clicdev.com/f/index.php?trk=trinut&showtopic=2142
Spoilers ahoy, and Nightow trashed the ending, WTF!
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Date: 2007-04-07 03:26 pm (UTC)Most likely, he gave the last of his energy to Vash so Vash could live on for infinity, albeit with black hair.
I don't...think Vash would have wanted that. :/
Hehe. And the one person mentions that they thought for sure he would go back to Meryl, and my crazy slasher brain went 'Because he has no one to spend his tomorrows with!! *sob*' :p
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Date: 2007-04-09 04:02 pm (UTC)Umm, I get your first born! Cool. I can make it be a MiniMe and have it be my successor in my benevolent dictatorship. I did need an heir, so thanks! :)
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Date: 2007-04-09 04:10 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-10 04:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-09 10:37 pm (UTC)But I can't find the music. o.O