Bexless: fic. Nicholas D. Kristof's Columns. Damon Winter/The New York Times Nicholas D. Kristof , a columnist for The New York Times since 2001, writes op-ed columns that appear twice a week. Mr. Kristof won the Pulitzer Prize two times, in 1990 and 2006. In 2012, he was a Pulitzer finalist in Commentary for his 2011 columns that often focused on the disenfranchised in many parts of the world. Mr. While working in France after high school, he caught the travel bug and began backpacking around Africa and Asia during his student years, writing articles to cover his expenses. Mr. After joining The Times in 1984, initially covering economics, he served as a Times correspondent in Los Angeles, Hong Kong, Beijing and Tokyo.
Read More... In 1990 Mr. He has also won other prizes including the George Polk Award, the Overseas Press Club award, the Michael Kelly award, the Online News Association award and the American Society of Newspaper Editors award. A documentary about him, " Reporter ,” aired on HBO in 2010. In his column, Mr. Mr. Hide. Overanalyzing the manifestations of the unconscious - fic: meter and rhythm and rhyme.
Title: Meter And Rhythm And RhymeAuthor: adellynaPairing: Pete/RylandWord Count: 7000Rating: NC-17Summary: In which Ryland gets his wish to be Chuck Bass-ish and Pete gets his wish to channel his Fall Out Boy fame into minor, mediocre acting gigs. Also, Michelle Trachtenberg.Warnings: None to speak of, except maybe Michelle Trachtenberg.Disclaimer: I still don't believe fanfiction is legally actionable, but nonetheless: no disrespect to any represented parties is intended. This is for offtheceiling, for her birthday, because her face is my very favorite face.
Tabbyola for the quick and dirty beta The life has a lot of perks. There are pictures of his dick on the internet, and way too many people know about his mishaps with Ambien, and thousands of the people who recognize his name think he's a joke or a sell-out or a douche or all of the above with varying degrees of vehemence, but hey. "All publicity is good publicity," his publicist reminds him.
"Hey, yeah," Pete says. Fuck it. "Yeah. " Human writes - Fic: Love means never having to say "You're lyrics" So there was this conversation a while back... Says I: “The constant banter between Mikey and Pete [on Twitter] about smuggling ewoks and cloning chocolate easter bunnies and paying pro wrestlers to put them in various holds kind of makes me doubt the whole Summer of Like theory. I'm not convinced either of them have the attention span for a doomed romance, frankly.” Says apiphile: “Either that or that is exactly what they were like at the time and they're continuing an affair having got over their song-inducing hiccup?”
Says I: “Man, get on this, fandom! Less soulful-gazing, sunset-watching angst fics and more "We're making out because our attempts to build a death-ray out of water bottles and socks didn't work".” I’ll let you be the judge of how well that worked out. Title: Love means never having to say “You’re lyrics”Fandom: Bandom RPS (MCR, FOB)Word Count: 8700Rating: RPairing: Pete/Mikey Disclaimer: This didn’t actually happen, kids. Well, that Mikey was… “FIRE AT WILL!” “Really?” Fic: we are shadows. We Are ShadowsBrian/Jamia, Mikey/Alicia. R for disturbing content.
Also, this is obviously extremely fake, and completely made up. This is an automated broadcast. Jamia doesn't know what's going on--what happens, really, after. No one does. This is the one thing that no one speaks of. She can imagine that the governments overseas are doing something similar--providing options. The image of a slumped body, the reality of bones and muscle and skin breaking down, deteriorating; it all makes her stomach turn. And yet, just before drifting off to sleep, she's sees abandoned hotels, out of food and staff, and Frank's head resting on a pillow, not one of theirs and not on their bed, lips dry and chapped; skin red and irritated.
She wonders, briefly, if Mikey feels the same. Mostly though, mostly she doesn't think about it at all. He wouldn't even be home by the time the wave's supposed to hit the east coast. The airport is so crowded Jamia can't move, arm hooked with Alicia's. "Yeah? " "Yeah. " Redsnake05: Fic: I never knew I needed you (until you told me so) Call It Home | Spencer/Brendon | ~ 35000 words | NC-17 | AU. Beggarsnotes: Posing in a Ballroom [Master Post]
Beggarsnotes: We're Not On The Map But We're On Our Way [1/3] Title: We’re Not On The Map But We’re On Our WayAuthor: arctic_greyRating: NC-17Pairing: GSFPOV: 3rdWord count: ~21,500Summary: “It’s amazing how… how you can have everything and the next day it’s just… gone. You’re left drifting,” Ryan whispers. They are running, hiding, escaping. They are four strangers in a car, and they don’t know where they’re going.Beta: taketakeudown, who deserves awesome points for betaing this entire story.
Babycomeback2me for the kick ass banner! “We’re out of munchies,” Ryan says from the passenger seat and empties the last contents of a bag of chips in his mouth. Jon turns to look at him, his hands on the wheel. Ryan shrugs in reply and they both look away, through the windshield at the endless highway ahead of them. The boy in the back has been with them since the morning. “We passed a rest stop twenty minutes ago. “We’re an hour from the Grand Canyon,” Ryan points out. “So?” “So we could go to the Grand Canyon. Ryan knows a lot about music. “Oh. “Well, um. Foreign Policy: The Idiot's Guide to Pakistan.
Wild Thing - Neko Case, a Singer. New York pazzandjop - The People vs. Vampire Weekend - page 1. Patrick Stump, Part 2 - 10.13.08 - Interview. Click here to read Part 1 of this interview. AP.net: Do you or any of the other members ever feel a sense of jealousy towards Pete? Patrick: No, we're pretty defensive when it comes to the way he's been portrayed. Pete's my best friend, I was the best man at his wedding, I love that man to death. I'd take a bullet for him. This is another little interesting factoid about Pete: he quit the band. Anyway, no, we are not jealous of him. AP.net: Do you ever feel underappreciated? Patrick: No, I feel overappreciated, if anything. AP.net: Do you ever feel that Pete's other business ventures (Decaydance, Clandestine, etc) take away from Fall Out Boy's music? Patrick: I think people can misinterpret it very easily. Maybe sometimes it gets in the way of the record, of the music - not with making it, but with people's perceptions sometimes, it can be kind of daunting.
AP.net: Do you know what's going to happen now that Ashlee is expecting - how does that affect your upcoming touring plans? Icecreamhdaches: Part One of AP.net's Patrick Interview. AP.net: Let's start with the new record - what's the vibe like in the Fall Out Boy camp based on the reactions to the new song, the buzz around the viral campaign and so forth? Does it feel as big as everyone's hoping for? Patrick: I guess there's a question these days of "Why put out records anymore? " you know, like, “Why even bother?” I wasn't really interested--I don't think any of us were really interested in getting rich and famous and stuff--and, by virtue of putting out a new record, we will probably get more rich and famous, you know?
[laughs] Which is not something I want really. So like, why really [put out an album], right? AP.net: How effective do you think the viral campaign for the new record was? Patrick: I don't know, because I think it might've gone over enough people's heads to the point where we're still calling it a viral marketing campaign. AP.net: What do you make of the reaction to the new single so far, based on what you've seen online, or people talking, etc? The Atrocity Hunter : Rolling Stone.
SXSW Interactive 2009. A vindication of the rights of woman / by Mary Wollstonecraft. Taming of the Shrew AU (finally!) So, couple months ago I saw this really awesome version of Taming of the Shrew, and I've been writing this ever since. It's finally finished, at just about 54 pages and 17,500 words or so, and it might not quite be perfect, but I figured it was time. Title: Seeming Most to BeAuthor: DFFandom: FOB, PatD, a few cameos from other bandsPairings: Pete/Patrick, Jon/Spencer, implied eventual Ryan/BrendonSummary: Taming of the Shrew AU. In the fair city of Las Vegua — known for its beauty, wealth, and women of questionable employ — there lived a rich merchant who had two sons.
The elder of these was named Patrick, and he was as infamous for his sharp tongue and unsociability as his younger brother Ryan was famous for his beauty and docility.Notes: This is based on Taming of the Shrew, but it diverges a lot from the original plot. In the fair city of Las Vegua — known for its beauty, wealth, and women of questionable employ — there lived a rich merchant who had two sons. "What? ' "You bitch! " Just_katarin: God only knows | Bandom: Panic at the Disco (Panic GSF, NC17) MASTER POST. This Alien Legacy. Softlyforgotten: What Happens When Two Substances Collide, 1/3. Miss_begonia: Fic: Don't You Know I Love You (When You're Down and Dirty) - Bandslash, Ryan/Brendon.
Linzeestyle: will shield and i will follow [pete/patrick, porn] The wonder keeping the stars apart - Fic: Red Letter Moments, Part 1/4. Bound by silver (1/4) Title: Bound by silverPairing: Jon/BrendonRating: NC-17Warnings: Character death prior to the beginning of the story, dubious consent.Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction, no disrespect intended.Notes: This is and has always been for maleyka.
Thanks to cupiscent, disarm_d, softlyforgotten, and emilyray for their editing and input.Summary: “You’ve brought…” Ryan begins, mouth too dry to articulate the word pounding in his skull. It’s past dusk by the time Ryan hears the creaking gate swing open, late enough that his belly is starting to rumble. “Spencer,” he calls, sticking a shred of old paper into his book to mark his place and unfolding from the musty armchair in the living room, wandering over to open the back door.
And then he stops, because what Spencer’s brought home from hunting isn’t dinner at all. “Put some water on,” Spencer orders. Ryan’s stunned into immobility for a few drawn-out seconds. “Wolves?” The boy shakes his head. “Not by me,” Spencer states immediately. Top 100 Gender Studies Blogs - Learn-gasm. By Megan Jones Whether you’re pursuing a degree from a top-tier college in women’s studies or taking a few online courses to slowly work towards a degree focused on gender, you can find a number of great blogs online that can supplement your learning experience.
Here are a few that we’ve put together that deal with a large range of gender related issues. Here you’ll find blogs that range from defining what it means to be feminine or masculine to understanding your rights under law concerning gender and sexual orientation. General These blogs address a wide range of gender-related issues. Gender Pop: This blog analyzes issues of gender in science and culture. Feminism These blogs take a feminist point of view when it comes to discussing gender and political issues. Feministing: Authored by Amy S. Scholars These bloggers are professors, students and researchers interested in gender and women’s studies. Gender Identity and Sexuality Queer Studies Politics and Law Women’s Studies Men’s Studies. Round Up of the Best of Anthro 2008. Ignipes: Parallax (1/5) ParallaxPanic space opera AU. (Master post.) Ryan/Spencer, Jon/Brendon. PG-13. 43,500 words. The only thing Jon wanted was a way off this station. Many thanks to emilyray for her help and beta-reading, to mahoni for her thoughts as I was writing, and to everybody else who cheered me on until I finished this monster. i.
Jon woke to the sound of banging on the wall outside. "Walker, wake the fuck up! " The voice was muffled by the door, but it was loud enough. "Oh, sure," Jon mumbled, knuckling the sleep from his eyes and rolling his shoulders. His stomach lurched and his vision swam unpleasantly when he stood up, and he tripped over his trousers as he stumbled to the door. "What. " Siska snorted with laughter. Jon leaned in the doorway, yawned, and rubbed his arms briskly against the cold. "Hey, if you're gonna be like that—" "What do you want?
" "Heard you were looking for a little extra work. " "Sure, okay," he said. "It's in bay seven," Siska said. "Sure," Jon said. "No problem. " "Jon! "Yeah. Quettaser: Fic: Six Dudes, One House and a Baby. So this is the first fic I’ve written in approximately forever. It wasn’t particularly easy – especially with new FC canon flying at me every day – but I enjoyed it. Thanks to greyandgrey for the spark of inspiration and to loveyouallwrong and impertinence for looking it over and listening to me whine.
This is for loveyouallwrong. Six Dudes, One House and a BabyFall Out Boy/Fuck City. Loveyouallwrong. It was 10AM and there was a knock at the door. There was more knocking, louder this time. Ryan's phone rang, muffled from inside the pocket of the jeans he wore yesterday. "Get the door, asshole," Tyler said, sounding far too alert given the time. "No shit," Ryan said, letting his body slide the rest of the way out of his warm and totally awesome bed.
"So here's a question. "So what do you do with a baby? " "Hey, don't fucking curse in front of him," Ryan said. "He's too young to talk, right? "I guess," Ryan said, chewing on his own lower lip. "Guys, what are you doing about this baby? " "What? If Only I Were a Painter, I'd Paint for You the Moon. If Only I Were a Painter, I'd Paint for You the MoonBill/Gabe | 2000 words | PG-13 He touches Gabe's elbow, just for a moment.
"It's probably the most fucked up thing in the world to say, but being here? With this regiment? It helps more than anyone will ever know. I shouldn't even say it out loud. " Oh god, I don't even know. Adellyna's birthday, and I love her lots, and she loves these guys lots, so here we are. Maleyka for the beta. He's never given much thought to how sniper hands should look. Gabe watches William smoke by firelight, watches the way the tips of his fingers curl almost delicately around the hand-rolled cigarette. "You ever feel like God up there?
" William taps his hands against his knees in thought. "You're playing to a fucking pissed off audience," Gabe snorts, taking another drag before flicking the cigarette into the dark woods behind them. But William's hands are an exception. "Being God wouldn't make them any less pissed off. " Gabe laughed. "Guilty. Bandom New Year's Story Swap - a cage went in search of a bird for dexwebster. Recipient: dexwebsterWriter: sinsense Title: A cage went in search of a bird.Pairings: Bob/Frank, background Gerard/Ray.Summary: Frank has lived his life within the narrow confines of his master's house and his master's bed.
He was happy enough with what he knew; when he is liberated, he finds both great promise and complete confusion. Dexwebster. Wearemany for betaing, to hetrez for a quick read-through and reassurance, and to proscription for helping to shape the plot (she could easily be credited as co-writer). The transport screeches and whines when it pulls to a stop. Bob nods. "Robert Bryar," the man says, like Bob didn't just nod at him. "That's me," he adds, when the man looks like he's going to ask again.
"Got a package for you," the man says, needlessly. Today's the day that the liberated get in, and it's a government transport, isn't it? "I'll bet you did," the man mutters. "This is him? " "Yup," the man says. Bob sighs and looks the boy over. "Come in, then," he barks. "Well? " "Oh. Bandom New Year's Story Swap - Dear Catastrophe Waiter for thelionforreal. Recipient: thelionforrealAuthor: cloviswest Title: Dear Catastrophe WaiterPairing: Brendon/Ryan, NC-17.Summary: AU. 21 year old Brendon moves to San Francisco, home of gay coffee bars, free donuts, and Ryan the prettiest waiter Brendon's ever seen. Brendon's engrossed in the want ads, enough that he's only startled out of it by the tap of a pen against his table and a droll voice asking, "What can I get for you?
" He glances up. He begins at the pen - a red Bic - notes the long fingers and thin wrists, up the pale arms that disappear into a deep v-neck t-shirt in a fetching shade of blue. Ryan the prettiest waiter in all of San Francisco glances down at his name tag, then back at Brendon. "You're not? " "What were you in the mood for? " Sweet lovemaking. "Well, you've chosen the right place," Ryan says dryly. "No," Brendon says, putting his chin in his hands and gazing unabashedly. "Really, a friendly guy like you? " "Okay," Brendon says. "Definitely," Brendon says, and beams at him. "Sure. " Bandom New Year's Story Swap - Stories! Fic: My Ferry Romance (aka the Ferry AU, Frank/Gerard, R) (1/4) Bandom New Year's Story Swap - In Jerusalem Engines for jae_w.
Bexless: fic. A Photo Editor - Todd Selby and The Selby are Red Hot. Bold Type: O. Henry Awards 2002: Kevin Brockmeier Award-winning Story. Trans in the Red States | The American Prospect. How We Lost the War We Won : Rolling Stone. Goodbye to All That: Why Obama Matters - The Atlantic (December 2007) The School - C.J. Chivers - Investigation of 2004 Shooting at Russian School. Word_plays: A Most Brilliant Dance Index. All I Want for Christmas Is You [1/2] We never said we weren't ridiculous - Moving For the Sake of Motion; Spencer/Brendon; NC-17 (1/2) A red so deepR; 14336 words. warnings fo.