O HAY MOAR FIGHT

Dorota actually doesn't approve

Mon, 18 May 2009 23:44:39 GMT

Someone stop me from writing GG!Star Trek fic.

Also, I am missing the GG finale for CPR class. If I don't get into EMT training, I am going to be pissed as fuck.

NCIS

Wed, 06 May 2009 03:15:32 GMT

Holy shit, just got finished watching Legend pt 2, and is it just me, or is the entire LA team completely homo?

On a related note, I totally ship McGee/Eric.

Tue, 05 May 2009 04:56:00 GMT

So tonight's Gossip Girl was OMFGAWESOME. Finally, the show I fell in love with is coming back.

But where the hell is Dorota? Off with the doorman, I hope. He's cute.

On a separate note, my arm got bruised all to hell by the Bloodsource people and I got Photoshop. Now if only I can figure out how to use it.

Oh, and I got my third iPod today. His name is Percival the Purple People Eater at the request of my mom. DON'T JUDGE.

Save Your Day

Wed, 22 Apr 2009 04:01:50 GMT

Song: Save Your Day
Artist: Jose Gonzalez
Pairing: Chuck/Blair
Summary: Blair and Chuck have a habit of saving each other, even at their own expense.
YT: HERE

A Sort of (Not Really) Rant

Wed, 08 Apr 2009 23:48:52 GMT

Yeah, so the fandom is asploding, blah blah blah.

So people are pissed. Hats off to GG Kool-Aid for calling most of the bullshit and for getting pissed at everyone and their mom. I didn't know pixels could ever summon up that kind of anger.

Most of it's deserved. I find myself a little annoyed by the blanket hatred of all multi-shippers (which I have always been. HP, GG, I don't care, I'll ship whoever the hell I want), but most of what they post is funny and all that crap.

I have my own grievances against the CW at this point. Slightly different, though. For one, I never hated CV. Obviously. I made a video. And I always had this thing that I wouldn't mind seeing them on my television. BUT. The way the writers have handled this pairing? WTF? I wanted them to happen when C and B were willing to do anything to make each other miserable. I wanted it to happen for a few episodes and for them to come out of it hating each other just as much, if not more than before. But they had to crap it up and make it look random and gross. I'm not deluding myself here. C and V could never have a happily ever after, and I don't want them to have even a hint of one.

I think Chuck and Blair could, though, if the writers weren't such dumbasses that they couldn't realize that they are killing their own characters. What the hell is up with N and B? And UGH the return of the baby-voiced Blair. Blair has witnessed Nate becoming a bigger whore than Chuck ever was. Chuck didn't fool girls into believing it would be more than a one-night thing. Nate has broken the heart of every girl he was with (aside from Lady Cougar), and yet Blair thinks that she's going to be happy with this douche? Nate needs to realize the reason why he can't pay attention to girls for more than a few episodes is because there isn't any peens. Just saying.

And WHAT THE HELL WRITERS. YOU MADE ISABELLE LEAVE. I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN ONE OF THESE DAYS. In the meantime, I'm making a video dedicated to Belle. A CB one, duh. To Save Your Day by Jose Gonzalez. Ilu, bb. Come back soon. D:

On the single good news front, I made it into UCLA. Go Bruins!

I Hate YouTube

Tue, 06 Jan 2009 15:26:08 GMT

Well, it finally happened to me. Should I feel cool?

Living Room was deleted because of the "copyright infringement". Woo!

Anyway, I'm working on moving my stuff over to Vimeo and IMEEM, but LR will be a tad difficult because I'm going to have to rerender it into a .wmv. I should be back up in a few days, though.

So here's where I am:

IMEEM: http://www.imeem.com/people/Z- qevHG
Vimeo: http://www.vimeo.com/user11080 92

And may I add one more thing?

LOOOOLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLL YT YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH YOU'VE PISSED OFF THE FANVIDDERS. BYEBYE!

In other news, I've got swimmer's ear again and it feels like there's a balloon in my right ear being repeatedly stabbed by an ice pick. Fun stuff.

GODDAMMIT THIS IS WHY I LOVE GOSSIP GIRL

Mon, 08 Dec 2008 04:53:56 GMT

THEY FUCKING PLAYED ONE OF MY FAVORITE SONGS BY THE NATIONAL IN THE MOST TEARJERKING EP YET. I AM GOING TO CRY OF HAPPINESS.

ILU, XOXO!

I'M BAAAAAAAACK

Fri, 05 Dec 2008 04:08:52 GMT

Woo! Feels good to vid again. It took FOREVER to get this done. Seriously. So enjoy.

Song: The Other Man
Artist: Sloan
Pairing: Dan/Nate/Chuck
Summary: When Chuck finds himself slipping a note in Nate's locker with a meeting time and place, he realizes he now knows what it feels like to be the other man.
YouTube: HERE

Thu, 06 Nov 2008 06:09:55 GMT

What the fuck, California. What the fuck.

This just makes me want to get out even more.

Yay... 50!

Sun, 19 Oct 2008 18:59:43 GMT

I have fifty subscribers on YT! I love you guys!

I'm moving faster on my CB vid than I thought I would. I'll be posting that one as my official 50 subscribers celebration vid. :D

Delay

Fri, 17 Oct 2008 02:32:13 GMT

Right, so I don't know how many people read this, but just thought I'd post an update on my vid status.

I'm a senior in HS this year (if you couldn't guess from my age) and in a last-ditch effort to boost my GPA one last time, I loaded up on AP classes. Our school is on the block schedule, and all of my AP classes got loaded up in one term. Fun stuff. Anyway, the term ends in about a week. Vids might be coming at you more frequently after that point. Hang in there. :P

I do have a couple of vids in the works. Siriusblackbabe over on YT inspired me to do a CB vid, so that one is about a quarter of the way done. And.... *drumroll* I have a Serena/Blair one also in the works, but that is coming even slower because the song has a crazy beat that is highly difficult to keep up with. You will get them eventually.

And if anyone does read this journal, drop me a line. Seriously. I'm curious. :D It's a little lonely in here.

ATTENTION

Tue, 23 Sep 2008 04:11:56 GMT

MY LOVE HAS BEEN RENEWED FOR THE CHUCK/SERENA SHIP. ALL ABOARD!

Trailer: The Once and Future Bass

Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:16:23 GMT

Song: Here with Me
Artist: Dido
Pairing: Blair/Chuck
Summary: In Season 2 Blair & Chuck finally re-unite after their break-up and that same night Chuck witnesses something that pulls him away from Blair. Years later hes back to save her and those he left behind.
Notes: This is the trailer for the AMAZING fanfic by the lovely isabellecs. Read all of her stuff. SERIOUSLY, you won't regret it.
YouTube: HERE

Political Test

Sat, 20 Sep 2008 14:27:19 GMT

You are a
Social Liberal
(75% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(8% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Socialist

Link: The Politics Test on Ok Cupid
Also : The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Fanvid: When the Sun Goes Down

Mon, 01 Sep 2008 02:05:11 GMT

Pairing: None
Song: When the Sun Goes Down
Artist: Arctic Monkeys
Summary: Yes, I can sometimes stand woobie!Chuck. But this is for all y'all who love Chuck in all his manwhorish glory.
YouTube: HERE

Birthday

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 02:33:40 GMT

Yay! I'm seventeen today.

Had some mint chocolate chip ice cream and a Chevy's hat. And I bought myself a new iPod. Its name is Orpheus. And now I'm going to pass out because I ate too much.

Fanfic: Chuck/Vanessa

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 18:04:23 GMT

Pairing: Chuck/Vanessa (friends)
Title: Friends
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Vanessa is an expert at denial. She and Chuck Bass are not friends.
Words: 1440

She's pretty sure Chuck must have been drunk when he decided to befriend her.

No other explanation fits. And yeah, Vanessa knows he's got his reasons (pissing off Blair Waldorf being one of them), but she's not as bothered by being used as she usually is. Because while Chuck Bass is using her in his petty game of revenge or whatever, Vanessa is getting into all the UES parties. Open bar, hello.

And it's like this. They aren't really friends, even though they hang out at least twice a week. Because when they do, all they do is fight and swap insults and make fun of ugly people on the street. Vanessa takes him to places with questionable hygienic codes just to watch the look of horror on his face, and Chuck abandons her at UES brunches, leaving her to feel the death glare of Blair Waldorf on her back.

It's not really a friendship, just a position of familiarity. But they're not friends because Vanessa's been in 1812 twice, and Chuck hasn't even entered her apartment at all. So they can't be friends.

Vanessa's glad for this.

**

She's a little surprised to see Chuck's name on her caller I.D., but she stops scrubbing her stove and answers anyway. "What's up, Bass?"

"Get me out of here," he mutters. "You know how Lily's pregnant?"

Vanessa hums her agreement and picks up her sponge again. "She's, what, four months in?"

"Yes, and she's insane," Chuck groans. "She's decided to redecorate the penthouse, again, and she's kicking me out of the suite. I have nowhere to hide from the crazy."

"Aw, and you want little old me to rescue you?" Vanessa laughs. "Never thought you'd be a damsel in distress."

"Are you going to help me or not?" Chuck demands, once more sounding like an arrogant ass than a petulant child.

Vanessa sighs. "I would love to, fair maiden, but I've got some major cleaning to do. I've been neglecting it for months..." She trails off as an idea strikes her and is out of her mouth before she can realize just how bad it is. "You could come over here, though, if you don't mind the mess."

Even as she's cursing her mouth for working faster than her brain, he quickly agrees. "See you in a bit, Abrams. But because I have to come to your hovel, you still aren't my white knight."

An hour later, Chuck Bass is sitting in her living room and poking at the sofa. Vanessa's fairly sure she's fallen into a parallel universe or something until he makes a remark laden with the amount of disdain only Chuck Bass could produce. "Where's this from, the Goodwill?"

Vanessa rolls her eyes. "IKEA," she corrects. "At least my home doesn't smell like paint and the sweat of a million interior designers."

"Touché," he smirks, throwing himself on her couch. "So are you going to clean, or what?"

She rolls her eyes again and heads to the kitchen. She hears Chuck call behind her. "Hey, while you're in there, make me a sandwich. Room service was too scared to come up this morning and I missed breakfast."

**

Okay. So he comes over to her apartment now. Maybe that's something friends do.

They're still not friends. Because they have yet to watch a movie together. Chuck thinks it's beneath his dignity to sit in a nasty, popcorn filled theater for two hours, and for once, Vanessa is inclined to agree. Besides, they would never be able to agree on what to see anyway.

Vanessa was always willing to compromise with her friends. Ergo, Chuck Bass is not her friend.

**

"Wait, I don't get it."

Chuck's taken refuge in her apartment, again, and he's reclining on her cheap (but damn comfortable) sofa and frowning at the movie playing on the small TV in front of him.

"So he's a vampire."

"Yes."

"And she's not."

"Uh-huh."

"Are they ever going to bang each other?"

"Nope."

"Why are we watching this, then?" he demands. Vanessa tosses a piece of popcorn at him and it hits the side of his head.

"The same reason we bother watching everything else. So we can mock it mercilessly," she explains. "Ooh, look, they're already at the glittering bit."

He lets out a bark of laughter next to her and reaches for the bowl. "Seriously?"

**

Fine. They've made a habit of buying the most atrocious movies they can find so they can laugh at them. And so what if they do it every Wednesday night?

They're still not friends.

Because Vanessa has seen neither hide nor hair of Lily or Bart, and Vanessa not only knows, but likes, all of the parents of her friends. Really. And she can't be friends with Chuck Bass if she hasn't met the parental units.

**

"Come with me to the opera tonight."

Vanessa ends up spitting her coke across the kitchen floor she just mopped. "What?" she yelps into the phone as she starts searching for a clean towel to mop up the mess.

Chuck sounds just as frazzled as she is. "My date cancelled and there's some big party tonight. I can't get anyone else on such short notice and Bart's going to go insane if I don't use that extra ticket he bought. I need your help, and I know for a fact you aren't busy tonight, because you told me two weeks ago you weren't planning on going to that party."

Vanessa takes a moment to marvel at the fact that Chuck actually remembered before remembering what he was asking her to do. "And what do you expect me to do, Bass? It's not like I have anything to wear. I can't expect Jenny to be able to make me something the day of the event. It took her almost a week to do that dress I wore to the wedding."

"I'll pick you up in an hour. We'll get you something," Chuck says quickly. "Will you do it?"

Vanessa bites her lip. She really, really shouldn't. "Okay."

Chuck exhales a breath that must be one of relief. "Don't bother doing your hair or anything. We'll have Pierre do it. I owe you, Abrams."

That night she's standing in a dress that cost more than half a year's rent waiting nervously for Bart and Lily to enter. "I'm going to screw this up, I know it," Vanessa mutters to Chuck. He's standing next to her, trying not to laugh. Smug bastard.

"It's true," she goes on. "I'm going to spill something on this dress and break the heel off my shoe and get accused of being an international jewelry thief thanks to this thing hanging off my neck, and it will be all your fault and you'd better bail me out of jail or I will never let you hide out in my place again."

The grin quickly drops off his face. "Relax. It's not like you have to get Bart or Lily to try to betroth us or anything. Just don't act like a complete dunce and you'll be fine." He frowns. "On second thought, that might be harder than I thought."

She shoves him just as Bart and Lily enter. He laughs until he notices their presence, then coughs and straightens up.

Lily arches an eyebrow. "I hope we're not interrupting anything."

Chuck smiles smoothly. "Of course not. Father, Lily, this is my friend Vanessa Abrams."

Bart speaks up. "So this is this big mystery date you've been taunting us with."

"Oh no, she had to cancel," he explains. "Vanessa was kind enough to take her place on such short notice." Vanessa tries to catch his gaze, but he studiously avoids it. Mystery date?

"Well, it's lovely to meet you, dear," Lily says kindly. "We're just waiting for my daughter. She will be meeting her date at the theater."

As if on cue, Serena emerges from a side room, looking as radiant as ever. "Vanessa!" she beams. "I didn't know you were Chuck's big surprise. He's been refusing to tell us for a month."

"Oh, no, I'm only the surprise's stunt double," Vanessa smiles. "Only the strongest of heart can make it through an evening with Chuck Bass, so they called in an expert."

Bart surprises everyone by laughing at this. Lily smiles at her.

"Have you two dated before?"

Vanessa’s eyes bulge and she starts coughing. Chuck opts for tightening his jaw and patting her on the back.

"Just friends," Chuck mutters. Vanessa nods, unable to get any sound through her mouth.

**

Shit.

They're friends.

Now all Vanessa can do is keep it from becoming more.

Not beta'd because I don't feel like reading this again. Just be glad you got spell-check.

Fanvid: The Garden

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 23:12:15 GMT

Pairing: Chuck/Serena
Song: The Garden
Artist: Mirah
Summary: AU- Chuck and Serena are in a rapidly disintegrating relationship and are on the verge of a breakup. Serena is apathetic at first, but when she realizes that she may lose Chuck forever, the good parts as well as the bad, she decides she is not ready to give him up yet and goes after him to convince him to give them another chance.
YouTube:HERE

Fanfic: Nate/Chuck

Wed, 30 Jul 2008 16:39:06 GMT

For the chuck_nate ficathon. Shield your eyes from the prettyness.

Title: Robe
Author: bozothemoose
Pairing: Chuck/Nate (duh)
Summary: Chuck has the nasty habit of appearing in Nate's entryway at the worst possible moment.
Words: 1942
Written for babydracky
Used Picture prompt # 3

The day he’s supposed to leave for the Hamptons with Serena he finds Chuck hovering in his entryway at the base of the stairs, staring blankly at a Ming vase and scuffing his bright orange loafers (no socks, of course) on the expensive wood. Nate’s still in his robe, and yeah, he should probably be getting ready, but the fact of the matter is Chuck never gets up this early unless he has to and Nate’s pretty sure something’s terribly wrong.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in Tuscany with Blair?” He’s blunter than normal, a side effect of his surprised state. Chuck’s head snaps up and he looks at him almost guiltily.

“Not going,” he drawls, but Nate can hear a funny tone his voice that sounds suspiciously like fear. “Blair would kill me if I did, anyway.”

Nate keeps pressing, because the only person he could ever be forceful around was Chuck, and he’s been trying to figure out if that’s a good thing for years. “Why not?”

Chuck attempts a casual shrug and fails. “Realized it wouldn’t work out.”

“After a week?” is Nate’s incredulous reply. “What did she do, clean out your liquor cabinet or something?”

Chuck’s jaw clenches. “Nothing she did,” he mutters, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Me, of course. It’s always me.”

“What are you talking about?” Nate’s shock has worn off and the wariness is back in full force. “Just last week you were telling me you were in love with her. I thought that was a sign you had… I dunno, changed or something.”

Chuck sneers up at him. “That’s just the thing, isn’t it? I’m Chuck Bass. I’ll never change. I’ll always be a skirt-chasing cad, and by doing so, I’ll never be good enough for Blair, will I? She expected me to cheat on her from the start. I figured I’d spare her the pain of doing it months in. Rip it off like a band-aid.”

Nate’s jaw is hanging open. “You cheated on her?”

Chuck runs a hand through his hair. “Couldn’t even do that properly,” he mutters, half to himself. “Chick had her shirt off and all I could think about was Blair and how she was going to kill me for standing her up.”

Nate snorts at this point, earning him a glare. He plows on anyway. “So let me get this straight. You almost cheat on Blair, and now you think she’ll never forgive you and you’re hiding out here because you’re too scared to tell her?”

“I’m not scared,” Chuck retorts, but his eyes betray him. Nate merely rolls his eyes.

“Man, stop being a douche and go after her. She deserves to know. And if she tries to dump you, have her call me, and I’ll remind her of the fact that she forgave me after I slept with her best friend.” Sensing Chuck’s doubt, he continues. “She doesn’t expect you to change overnight. But just the fact that you thought better of cheating on her shows you’re already changing. You’re not perfect. Blair doesn’t expect you to be. She just expects you to try.”

Chuck’s silent for a long time, staring at his blinding shoes. Finally he looks up and his eyes lock on Nate’s. “Thanks,” he says, so softly Nate can barely hear him.

“No problem,” Nate dismisses him easily. “Now get the hell out of my house. I’m leaving for the Hamptons and I’m not even dressed. And you have a skirt in Tuscany to chase.”

**

Chuck’s in the Hamptons.

With Blair.

And Nate guesses he’s supposed to be happy for his best friend. After all, he was the one who encouraged him not to give up in the first place.

But the thing is, Nate’s been having weird… feelings. Every time Chuck looks at him with that smirk and that mischief in his eyes. Every time he winks at him before following Blair into a side room. Every time he makes a dirty joke at dinner and waits for Nate’s appreciative laughter.

Why, he’s not sure of. He just knows that when he catches Chuck shuffling past his door with only a pair of low-riding pajama pants on, he has to rush back into his room to search for a robe to conceal his body’s obvious approval of the image.

He’s not gay. He had sex with Serena. And Blair. And he liked it, didn’t he?

But when he hears the moans drifting over at night from Chuck’s room two doors down, he can’t help but fist his hands in the sheets and wish it were him.

**
Nate’s coming down the stairs when Chuck rushes through his front door, clutching various strips of rainbow fabric and looking frazzled.

“Lemon or lavender?” he demands. Nate looks at him with a mixture of confusion and fright.

“Either way you’ll look like a Sweet-Tart,” he replies honestly. Chuck just rolls his eyes and slips the purple bow tie under his collar. “Why are you acting like Blair before one of her events, anyway? You never ask me for advice.”

“It’s the first brunch of the season,” Chuck explains distractedly. “And Blair expects me to look perfect for our ‘coming out’.” He straightens the tie and gives himself a once-over in the mirror at the foot of the stairs. “How do I look?”

Nate eyes the pink suit with the usual disbelief that accompanies the viewing of a Chuck Bass outfit. “Like you stepped out of the Willy Wonka factory.”

Chuck just tosses the remaining bow ties at his head. Nate catches them smoothly and hands them off to a passing maid as he reaches the foot of the stairs. Chuck is still preening and barely glances at Nate’s attire.

“You’re not even dressed,” he observes. “You’d better hurry up. It starts in an hour and if you think I’m waiting that long to give you a ride, you’ve already broken out the weed and you will be punished.”

But the words only just register in Nate’s mind as he observes Chuck bend over to retrieve a comb he dropped. He’s too busy trying to convince himself he was not staring at Chuck’s ass to realize what the boy said.

“Huh?” is his intelligent reply. Chuck rolls his eyes again.

“Get ready, Nathaniel,” he repeats impatiently. Nate always wondered how someone could look so threatening while dressed head to toe in pink.

“I’m not going,” Nate replies quickly. “Came down with something last night. Food poisoning. Cold. Whatever you want to tell Blair, just let me know. I’m not up to a brunch today.”

Chuck eyes him reproachfully. “Skipping the first brunch of the season?” he questions doubtfully. “And asking me to lie to my girlfriend?” He makes a soft tsking noise with his tongue and smirks. “You’re becoming a bad boy, Nathaniel. Thinking of taking my place?”

“I just don’t feel well,” Nate mutters in reply. “Can’t put up with anyone today.”

“Start of school blues? Me too, man.” Chuck says sympathetically. It’s the wrong diagnosis, but it’s the thought that counts.

“Yeah, I guess,” Nate lies. What can he say? That he’s pretty sure he’s fallen in love with his very straight best friend over the summer and can’t stand to see he and his girlfriend together without wanting to rip his hair out? That he is becoming Chuck; chasing after any girl easy enough because he can’t have who he really wants?

Laughable.

“Don’t worry, I’ll cover for you,” Chuck assures him. The smirk flashes back onto his face. “Hope you fire the chef who gave you food poisoning.”

“Already done,” Nate replies weakly as Chuck rockets back out the door. As soon as the door swings shut, he slides down the wall to the floor and breathes out a sigh of exasperation.

He is royally screwed.

**

Two years.

He’s been in love with his best friend for two years and he still hasn’t had the guts to tell him.

He moved across the country to get away from him, but Chuck didn’t clearly get the hint. He and Blair visit him in Santa Cruz at least one weekend a month, updating him over breakfast on the goings-on of the former UES kids and the latest scandals. And Nate will pretend to listen to Blair, but only really pay attention to Chuck, still as perverted and scheming as ever.

And maybe Nate’s part of the problem. Maybe he’s not willing to fall out of love with Chuck.

But, god, he wishes he could.

**

He had heard they were having problems. Serena had mentioned it absently a few weeks prior. Something about Blair and Chuck behaving strange. Not fighting. Just… awkward.

Still, Nate didn’t expect to see the worse half of the new golden couple standing in the entryway of his California apartment on Chuck and Blair’s fifth anniversary.

Chuck doesn’t appear anxious, or freaked out, or anything, and Nate’s not sure why. If he had decided to fly across the country on their anniversary, Blair would have been threatening castration before his plane even left the ground.

But Chuck looks relaxed, and that only serves to confuse him further. He greets him boisterously as he catches sight of him.

“Ah, Nathaniel. Glad to see you’re finally up.”

Nate glances blearily at his watch. “Chuck, it’s seven thirty.”

Chuck shrugs. “Sorry. East Coast time.”

There’s an awkward silence before Nate finally asks the question. “Why are you here? Isn’t it your anniversary?”

“We broke up,” Chuck says bluntly. Nate’s jaw drops in shock, but he can’t help but feel a sort of victorious happiness wash over him.

“What?” he asks dumbly. “I mean, Serena said you two were having problems, but I didn’t know-”

“It’s not just me and Blair,” Chuck interrupts. “Damn girl knew it even before I did.”

“Knew what?” Nate asks, confused.

Chuck smiles wryly at him. “How hard it is to be in a relationship with someone in love with someone else.”

Nate’s feeling bad now for his initial elation. “Chuck, man, I’m sorry-”

“Who said it was her?” Chuck smirks.

“Oh,” Nate says, surprised. After a moment, he finally steels himself enough to ask. “Who?”

“Who else?” Chuck laughs. “The only person who could possibly screw up our weird four-way friendship even more.”

“Gross, dude, she’s your stepsister,” Nate wrinkles his nose.

Chuck rolls his eyes in exasperation. “You really are dense, aren’t you?”

And Nate’s about to retort but then Chuck’s lips are on his, and he’s pretty sure he’s still dreaming because it’s still so early and he’s a little hung over, and God, Chuck’s kissing him.

But hell, if this is a dream, at least he’s going to enjoy it.

He returns the kiss with five years of pent-up frustration and when Chuck finally breaks away for air, his eyes are dilated and his breathing is heavy.

“Blair’s going to kill you,” Nate blurts out.

“Who do you think sent me here?” Chuck laughs. “She kicked me out at three o’clock in the morning. Said if I didn’t get a jet out here as soon as possible, she was going to sic Hypatia on me. And damn, she is vicious, so I did as I was told.”
“Blair?”

“The dog.”

Nate nods, momentarily satisfied, until he remembers what just happened.

“We should probably talk about this.”

Chuck nods. “Okay. Let’s go.”

“I’ve only got a robe on,” Nate points out.

Chuck’s lips curve into a smile that can only be described as feral. “And who said we were going out?” he murmurs.

It’s not long before he loses the robe entirely.

On a side note, I have killer cramps. *dies*

Fanvid: A Murder of One

Fri, 25 Jul 2008 23:28:17 GMT

Pairing: Blair/Chuck
Song: A Murder of One
Artist: Counting Crows
Summary: Chuck reflects on the enigma of Blair Waldorf and his relationship with her
YouTube: HERE

Fanvid: We Both Go Down Together

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 20:16:42 GMT

Okay, so this is a little late, but no one reads this anyway. I only post these for my benefit and record, so better late than never.

Pairing: Chuck/Vanessa
Song: We Both Go Down Together
Artist: The Decemberists
Summary: This may be the crackiest thing I've ever made. :P It's a long AU story, so check the description box for a full summary.
YouTube: HERE

On a completely unrelated note, I saw blue sky for the first time in weeks yesterday when I went to Frisco to see Frida Kahlo at SFMOMA. So, overall, pretty awesome.

Fanvid: Hey Girl

Thu, 03 Jul 2008 17:58:21 GMT

Pairing: Dan/Blair
Song: Hey Girl
Artist: Dashboard Confessional
Summary: Summary: AU-ish, I guess, because Dan seems totally uninterested in Serena? Pretty self-explanatory otherwise.
YouTube: HERE

Fanvid: Fake Empire

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 20:36:05 GMT

New vid!

God, this one took so long to do. Saving took even longer, until I realized I was using the wrong codec to render the damn thing. Anyway, I freaking LOVE The National, so I basically had to finish it.

Pairings: Canon ships mentioned, but overall a gen vid about the Fab Four
Song: Fake Empire
Artist: The National
Summary: The Non-Judging Breakfast Club has a habit of erasing any memory, good or bad, that doesn't fit into their facade of a perfect life. But it's the memories that can't be erased that define who they are as people and make up their friendship.
Youtube: HERE

Sun, 25 May 2008 15:19:02 GMT

Two objects of Yay.

FIRST... My NC fanvid has gotten almost 100 views overnight. Crap on crackers, don't I feel special.

AND SECONDLY... I got an enV2 yesterday! Which means that my cell phone is better than Blair Waldorf's, lol. It's shiny. *pets*

Fanvid woo

Sun, 25 May 2008 03:58:08 GMT

Pairings: Chuck/Nate Friendship (although some lines can be read between ;P), Blair/Chuck
Song: Size Too Small
Artist: Sufjan Stevens
Summary: Nate takes the opportunity to reflect on his friendship with Chuck at Chuck and Blair's wedding.
Youtube: HERE

Enjoy!