First Monday ficlet, caps, poll
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First Monday the show keeps getting worse and worse; Joe Flanigan's role in it, however, just gets better and better and better.
siriaeve posted a review in screencaps of Julian Lodge's most recently posted antics; I adore John Sheppard, but The Flan has forever earned my devotion for giving the world this character as well. I love his pretentious little bowtied self! So does Siria, and as we have this—AND OUR HETEROSEXUALITY—in common, I wrote her some Julian!fic.
Julian Lodge Is Not Gay
Getting your dick sucked by a man didn’t make you gay. Julian knew this. A quick blowjob in an alley or in a dirty bathroom stall, fucking into an anonymous mouth while you closed your eyes and your fingers scrambled against the brick or the tile—that was just a way to relieve tension, reduce stress. It was worth it; anything that made him better at his job was worth it.
But it didn’t make him gay. Men were easier than women, that was all. They didn’t need to be romanced. The queers—the real ones, the ones on their knees—they sucked dick because they liked it. If you did the courteous thing—and that didn’t make you gay either, because it was just that, simple courtesy; if you did the courteous thing and jerked them off after, or let them rub off hard and fast against your thigh—well, that was all they needed to make them happy.
And Julian himself was happy enough with the whole arrangement. After all, a mouth was a mouth, and in the course of his work he’d gotten his hands dirty with far fouler things. What was another man’s come, splattering across the legs of the pair of trousers that just that morning he’d had carefully pressed? Or his quick, clever hands (he’d gotten where he was, head clerk, because he had always been the most efficient) quick and clever to another purpose, moving slickly up the shaft. Or a mouth on his neck, starched shirt collar shoved carelessly aside, licking and sucking and biting at the hollow of his throat. The scrape of stubble against the inside of his thigh.
It didn’t make him gay.
(Not like—not like that one time, drunk, head spinning. He’d taken the man back to his apartment and sunk to his knees on the hardwood floor, just inside the front door. He could remember gripping the man’s strong thighs and mouthing his cock through the fabric of his pants. He’d wanted— and then he’d had it, free of all restraint, kissing up the side from hilt to tip, then sucking it slowly into his mouth, nearly sobbing from relief and rock hard, dick straining against his fly, thrusting his hips in time with those of the man whose cock he was sucking—oh God, the cock he was sucking—and it was so good, so good; and thank God the man came, came right in Julian’s mouth, and he swallowed it all down, thank God: because otherwise Julian might have asked him to fuck him.)
It wasn’t like that. Julian wasn’t...like that.
His back ached from standing straight all day.
There needs to be more fic about Julian! For example, I want to write the story where he opens up about his gayness a bit and goes to work for the Log Cabin Republicans and is mostly very disheartened and discouraged, except for when he's having sex with his hot boyfriendwho looks like David Hewlett. Um, and eventually he gives it up and becomes a Democrat, because this story is a fantasy, okay? A fantasy with bowties. Work with me here. But! Who should Julian's hot sex-giving boyfriend be?
[Poll #728623]
ETA: OMG!
notpoetry wrote me Julian/Josh! My life is joyful now! *happy sigh*
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Julian Lodge Is Not Gay
Getting your dick sucked by a man didn’t make you gay. Julian knew this. A quick blowjob in an alley or in a dirty bathroom stall, fucking into an anonymous mouth while you closed your eyes and your fingers scrambled against the brick or the tile—that was just a way to relieve tension, reduce stress. It was worth it; anything that made him better at his job was worth it.
But it didn’t make him gay. Men were easier than women, that was all. They didn’t need to be romanced. The queers—the real ones, the ones on their knees—they sucked dick because they liked it. If you did the courteous thing—and that didn’t make you gay either, because it was just that, simple courtesy; if you did the courteous thing and jerked them off after, or let them rub off hard and fast against your thigh—well, that was all they needed to make them happy.
And Julian himself was happy enough with the whole arrangement. After all, a mouth was a mouth, and in the course of his work he’d gotten his hands dirty with far fouler things. What was another man’s come, splattering across the legs of the pair of trousers that just that morning he’d had carefully pressed? Or his quick, clever hands (he’d gotten where he was, head clerk, because he had always been the most efficient) quick and clever to another purpose, moving slickly up the shaft. Or a mouth on his neck, starched shirt collar shoved carelessly aside, licking and sucking and biting at the hollow of his throat. The scrape of stubble against the inside of his thigh.
It didn’t make him gay.
(Not like—not like that one time, drunk, head spinning. He’d taken the man back to his apartment and sunk to his knees on the hardwood floor, just inside the front door. He could remember gripping the man’s strong thighs and mouthing his cock through the fabric of his pants. He’d wanted— and then he’d had it, free of all restraint, kissing up the side from hilt to tip, then sucking it slowly into his mouth, nearly sobbing from relief and rock hard, dick straining against his fly, thrusting his hips in time with those of the man whose cock he was sucking—oh God, the cock he was sucking—and it was so good, so good; and thank God the man came, came right in Julian’s mouth, and he swallowed it all down, thank God: because otherwise Julian might have asked him to fuck him.)
It wasn’t like that. Julian wasn’t...like that.
His back ached from standing straight all day.
There needs to be more fic about Julian! For example, I want to write the story where he opens up about his gayness a bit and goes to work for the Log Cabin Republicans and is mostly very disheartened and discouraged, except for when he's having sex with his hot boyfriend
[Poll #728623]
ETA: OMG!
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Date: 2006-05-14 03:48 pm (UTC):FLAILS:
Also - I am using the exact same icon as my academic AU icon but it's just as well that it can double for First Monday too. :g:
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Date: 2006-05-14 03:53 pm (UTC)Julian = love, however. *sigh*
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Date: 2006-05-14 03:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-14 03:58 pm (UTC)There needs to be more guilty gay sex, in excruciating detail, right now. With, like, blowjobs and giving of blowjobs and and and-
I think you short-circuited my brain. *gnaws hands*
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Date: 2006-05-14 04:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-14 04:25 pm (UTC)And while I totally think he should shag pretty much everybody (and eventually totally become a Democrat, but a bitter one because he doesn't really want to be but can't help it :D), I especially think he should sex Rodney, because the mind-boggling fabulousness that is the two of them in the same room! Like, Rodney could be trying to get funding of some sort, or he gets called in as an expert in something, and omg eee.
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Date: 2006-05-14 04:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-05-14 04:35 pm (UTC)If you don't write the story where Julian starts working for the Log Cabin Republicans and then Josh Lyman shows up at Julian's office to do his political attack-dog thing, and they wind up doing a slow, awkward, confused courtship dance for months in the guise of political negotiations, and then Julian sleeps with Sam Seaborn, who he thought was just going to be an anonymous fuck in a bar, and the Josh finds out somehow and Julian realizes that Sam is the one Josh is after in the end, and meanwhile political relationships are becoming tense and strained and there's so much at stake now, and Julian is torn between using this information to take down Josh, because earning a victory for the Republicans is what his job is, in the end, and who cares how he accomplishes it -- but he genuinely likes Josh, even if he is a Democrat who keeps talking about Social Security in bed.
And so Josh goes after Sam, and leaves Julian, and just as Julian is coming to the decision to play old-school dirty politics against Josh, he meets David Hewlett, who's a very sweet Canadian actor working stage shows in D.C. to raise money for Doctors Without Borders, and these goddamn Democrats just won't leave him alone but Julian is starting to like them, maybe, just a little.
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Date: 2006-05-14 05:14 pm (UTC)*cuddles fundraiser!Hewlett*
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Date: 2006-05-14 04:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-05-14 05:39 pm (UTC)You are officially my favorite person in the world.
Certificate to follow.
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Date: 2006-05-14 05:46 pm (UTC)It's perfect.
Other than that, the only characters jaded and bitter enough to seduce Julian into bed would be Sark (obviously he's heard about Julian's proclivities and decides to use them to his nefarious advantage) or Worth, who is talking to the Senator who eventually oversees the construction of the cube.
Although, the thought of Lionel being hired for some campaign photos, and eventually getting into a political argument with Julian at a hotel bar, that (of course) would follow them back to Lionel's bed just makes my brain *fizzlepop*.
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Date: 2006-05-14 06:11 pm (UTC)Nyles would come to Julian 'Dude, you need to help me, I want to sue those bitches for letting my boyfriend die! +emo tear+'
At first Julian would be all 'omgewgay' but then he would be 'omgwillbefamousforthis' and then he would help Nyles and they'd have very gay sex. In the end Julian would declare his true love to Nyles in court and they would kiss in front of everyone and then there would be applauding! Oh! And a teary eyed woman. At least one.
I don't know about First Monday, but Black Death is so bad that that totally could happen.
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Date: 2006-05-14 06:54 pm (UTC)I voted for Dr. Gregory House as Julian's lover, just because. But otherwise, I'm all for a David Hewlett character (Grant! Murray!) or DH himself. Go on, don't be shy, write!
Uhm, thank you for sharing. Lots!
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Date: 2006-05-14 07:20 pm (UTC)I can't wait to see who else you slash Julian with.
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Date: 2006-05-14 07:24 pm (UTC)Brendan's had experience with psychics and darn it david CAN KILL PEOPLE WITH HIS MIND!
Argh I need to see more flan and hewlett films
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Date: 2006-05-14 08:44 pm (UTC)Julian should have sex with every David Hewlett-incarnation there ever was! Including David Hewlett!
Hmm. I just realised. There is potential for blackmail here: No new Julian-in-a-bowtie-clips until you write a Julian-has-sex-in-a-cabin-with-some-version-of-DH-story. *g*
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Date: 2006-05-14 09:40 pm (UTC)Oh, who am I kidding? I will happily do anything you command of me!
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Date: 2006-05-14 08:51 pm (UTC)I cannot believe I am dying to read a story about a REPUBLICAN WHO WEARS BOW TIES shagging David Hewlett in any incarnation (but preferably Rodney McKay, because the insight into our politics from Rodney alone is worth it).
The Flan is ... seriously, he is dangerous. This morning I voluntarily sat and watched men play GOLF.
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Date: 2006-05-14 09:43 pm (UTC)And hey, we need these stories, just as Julian needs them to help him to a better, more sexually satisfied life! We can save him!
I love that you have that picture as an icon.
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Date: 2006-05-14 10:06 pm (UTC)Ohhhhh, wonderful. =) There should be more Julian fanfic...
He's, intrinsically, such an unlikeable, cringeworthy character, and yet the more I see of him, the more I love him ♥
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