valentines from the future

Good morning, flist. Have a good day. Tell a loved one that you love them, even if it's just YOUR MOM your mother.

It's not too late to drop messages at Nny's post, either!

I plan to spend my day seducing tender first-years to join the mess of sin and hubris that is the ANU Choral Society (the fact that we're singing Beethoven's 9th for our first concert may also be slipped into the discussion at some point), and buying myself a Skype headset.

( Brief spontaneous celebration of love in ICON FORM )

fic rec. in which I quote a lot.

But for now, Alex is content to just sit here and not fondle Candy's breast, while Mark makes clean, precise cuts and starts in on a surgery that's so textbook-perfect Alex is kind of turned on. Out of, like, manly professional jealousy or something.

Oh man. Okay. I am still getting my breath back after reading pirateygoodness and fox1013's cowritten epic, Bad Case Of Loving You.

It's Grey's Anatomy.

It's SEX POLLEN FIC.

It's about as porny as you'd imagine.

And it's hilarious. The character voices are perfect, and there are snatches of quirky bittersweet thought that make it a lot more than JUST sex pollen fic.

eg:

So Addison kissed Meredith Grey.

Which is weirdly closure-y, in a way. In the kind of way where the last leg of that dead triangle sealed itself and now she realizes that, if she'd played her cards right, the whole threesome thing could have been more than a throwaway joke. The kind of way where, right now, it's buzzing through her head and won't stop, insistently but soothingly humming, until it sounds like a vibrator you fell asleep using and only register the noise when the battery finally gives up and dramatically dies and you wake up and remember that, no, your husband still left you and you're considering shacking up with his ex-best friend.

You know. Hypothetically.

So yeah. Go and read it. Leave nice feedback.