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spiny: The Horse and His (Co-star's) Boy
http://spiny.livejournal.com/5263.html

RPS; Bradley's cousin thinks he's gay. Hilarious stuff :)
It started with an email from his cousin.
It started with an email from his cousin. I can't believe I didn't know you were gay!!!, it read. But Mum says she always thought so and anyway I know a guy who coaches rugby who is totally gay too, you should meet him next time you come home! He is really cute!!! // Bradley read through this carefully and then pressed the reply button. Your sense of humour is dreadful, he typed. Work harder in school so that you may not turn out to be a complete failure at everything. Love Bradley. [This is adorable. ADORABLE. *hugs* "Bradley-character" (let's remian sane, and fully convicted that this is not the actual actor)]
"Hello," he said. "Good horse. You're a real beauty, aren't you." He reached up to scratch the horse behind the ears; dogs always seemed to like that. "What's your name, then, hey? Something heroic obviously. Maybe something Arthurian." "His name's Twiddle," said a passing animal steward, giving the horse a firm slap on the rump. "Oh," said Bradley.
It started with an email from his cousin. I can't believe I didn't know you were gay!!!, it read. But Mum says she always thought so and anyway I know a guy who coaches rugby who is totally gay too, you should meet him next time you come home! He is really cute!!! Bradley read through this carefully and then pressed the reply button. Your sense of humour is dreadful, he typed. Work harder in school so that you may not turn out to be a complete failure at everything. Love Bradley.
Bradley read through this carefully and then pressed the reply button. Your sense of humour is dreadful, he typed. Work harder in school so that you may not turn out to be a complete failure at everything. Love Bradley.
It started with an email from his cousin. I can't believe I didn't know you were gay!!!, it read. But Mum says she always thought so and anyway I know a guy who coaches rugby who is totally gay too, you should meet him next time you come home! He is really cute!!! // Bradley read through this carefully and then pressed the reply button. Your sense of humour is dreadful, he typed. Work harder in school so that you may not turn out to be a complete failure at everything. Love Bradley.
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http://archiveofourown.org/works/5330
"Oh my God, this shit has developed a narrative thread," Chris marvels.
by rageprufrock. Inspired by both Chris Pine's douchetastic Cosmo Interview (in which he advises prospective girlfriends to admire the size of his penis by saying things like "Baby, I don't have three hands!") and Zachary Quinto's dorktastic photos of himself actually having three hands.
Co-written by Leupagus.) Inspired by both Chris Pine's douchetastic Cosmo Interview (in which he advises prospective girlfriends to admire the size of his penis by saying things like "Baby, I don't have three hands!") and Zachary Quinto's dorktastic photos of himself actually having three hands (... for some Heroes episode? [we really hope so, anyway -- pru]), this fic was created in fits of combined drunkness, insomnia, and work-related psychosis. Anyone who makes a comment along the lines of "but that interview didn't come out until such-and-such a date!" or "Zach didn't wear those awful hats until after the end of the shoot!" will be killed. [aaaaand here you can see the difference between leupagus and me: she actually has notes and disclaimers and shit. -- pru]
Sasha's grin widens. "He's been making a D-face all morning." "What the fuck is a D-face?" Chris asks, and then Zach pauses at the opened door of the makeup trailer and pouts, with sad disappointment, at Chris for what feels like two eternities before he says: "Nice interview," and leaves, spinning with a twist in his hips. "...Oh," Chris says.
CUTEST STORY EVER!!!
Crush
http://yuletidetreasure.org/archive/72/crush.html
Somehow, everyone got the idea that Cook was in charge of Archie at the American Idol 2011 New York Christmas Eve Non-Denominational Holiday Extravaganza, proceeds to benefit St. Jude's.
"Bye!" Archie said, then waited for her to leave before making a face. "You know, at least Seventeen doesn't ask about my sex life. I think it's just rude." // "Since when do you have anything to hide," David said, dryly. // "Well," Archie said, suddenly looking uncomfortable, and David almost choked again. // "Seriously, you're having sex -" David said, and Archie almost tipped the chair over. // "Oh my go - um, no," he said, then grinned. "But I totally got to second base a couple weeks ago at a party."
ARCHIE/COOK Cook gets a crush on Archie and its really that awesome.
(4300) Written for [info]astolat for Yuletide; Archie grows up a little.
David Archuleta and David Cook celebrate New Year's Eve together.
Archie grows up a little.
moogle62: Fic: Merlin RPF: We Will Become Silhouettes, Colin/Bradley, PG.
http://moogle62.livejournal.com/82762.html
Interesting, weird thinky thing where Colin's identity blurs with Merlin's.
The lines between merlin/arthur and colin/bradley blur as art imitates life...subtle, great characterisation, not too sappy
Bradley is not Arthur, Colin is confused and both of them end up in a lake.
“Wimp,” says Bradley, and Katie lets out a fresh cackle of merriment. “I want a drink. Get us some drinks, won’t you, Colin?” When Colin returns, clutching four sizable coffees, there is an odd sort of silence in the room for the briefest of moments, like someone was talking about him, like someone knows something he doesn’t, but then Bradley rolls off the bed and lands on his face, and everyone laughs, and Colin forgets.
Bradley is not Arthur, Colin is confused and both of them end up in a lake
dorkorific: fic: a passage that sings (1/2)
http://dorkorific.livejournal.com/77392.html
summary: The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."
by dorkorific (R) The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."
highly rec'd chris pine/zaquinto fic.
The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. "Quinto Mad Libs," Cho says. "My date was: mean adjective, meaner adjective, devastating five-syllable mean adjective."
The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. / A-MA-ZING. IDEK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS OTHER THAN AMAZING FANTASTIC GORGEOUS.
Nice Trek RPS fic with great banter
Best. RPF. Ever.
The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker. / A-MA-ZING. IDEK WHAT TO SAY ABOUT THIS OTHER THAN AMAZING FANTASTIC GORGEOUS. the pinto banter was legit perfection. i will admit the quinto characterization was a little off for me, but the whole story itself makes up for it, completely.
The one where Chris has stupid glasses and a lot of paperbacks, Zach knows too much for his own good, there are at least two lap dances, and everybody wants to sleep with Dorothy Parker (17,000 words). / okay, so this one had everything from humor to smut to heartwarming romance--a must read. Plus, there's bonus Leonard Nemoy sharing a bad date story.