I have a better internet connection than I thought I would. Downloading is still going to be an issue for a little while though. It slows down WICKED, even when I try to download a screencap pack. Ugh. I'll have to figure something out, because that means no uploading as well, and that's just not going to work at all.
And now? I'm really sore. Like, aching all over, sore. Between moving my bestfriend last week and moving myself this week, I have a hundred tiny bruises, and actual knots on my shins. Someone must have snuck in while I was sleeping and beat me with a sock-covered quarters.
You know what would be really great? If one of you brilliant writers on my friends list would be super sweet to me and write me a Colin/Bradley RPS fluff fic. Yes, I know, whine whine, but there is so little out there, and with those recently released cute extras from the dvds, I'm pathetically into the idea. I'll trade you a vidlet for the fic, even. *bats eyelashes*
And the fic I'd really really like to read?
Bradley getting turned into a baby duck. I KNOW OKAY DON'T LOOK AT ME LIKE THAT. I did say it was fluffy right? BABY DUCK FLUFFY. And Colin has to sneak him around on set and make excuses for Bradley, and Bradley trying to wear Arthur's armor, but it's way too big for a duckling, don't you know, and *dies from cute*. And somehow it all works out, and Bradley becomes Bradley again, and is still completely ridiculous, but now he knows things about Colin, like Colin practicing his lines in the mirror like a SERIOUS actor, and how Colin sleeps with his feet outside of the blankets, and that he likes to read scripts on the floor, and they have lots of sex, the end. I haven't even read the story and I want to squish it to pieces. I'm not usually all about the changes-into-animal trope, but I am so in need of comfort tonight, you have no idea. Baby ducks are what I'm all about, okay?
And Bradley gave me the idea. Just, okay, here are a few screencaps from the DVD extras:
( Click here for Baby!Duck!Inspiring!Bradley )None of you would want to take up that challenge, right? I'd write it myself if I had any talent, but I think this takes a more talented hand than mine to make it not-totally-horrible.
No? No takers.
Yeah, I figured. *sigh* I live to be a lonely bradley-duck lover.