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Oh Charles and Erik, how so awesome, eh? Which is my way of saying that I liked First Class even better the second time around. More time and opportunity to put my eye on fine details (like Erik's long fingers, or the asymmetric crease of Charles' brow). These boys, so much with the prettiness. Also, I'm deeply fascinated with the visuals (and the narrative implications) of that long Erik/Shaw/Charles shot; for me, it's probably the movie's most powerful sequence.

Today I received a big shipment from Sendit: seasons 1 and 5 of Doctor Who, as well as season 2 of Sanctuary. I guess that means I'll be pretty busy watching some quality TV for the next week or so.

I'd also love to be very busy reading a First Class novelization - only there seems to be none, which: most epic fail in money making history, Marvel. Srsly.


I'll compensate by writing myself some Charles/Erik interaction of my own; I'm thinking of a light piece set in early summer, with the boys frolicking on the lawn in the backyard of the mansion, enjoying the sun on their skin, each of them a pleasurable distraction to the other.

Long time, no see. Real life has been captivating, to say the least. Add to that a distinct lack of an active fandom, and presto, instant silence.

But, SyFy has managed to get me hooked on Sanctuary - it had to happen, they've been airing the show back to front for ages now, and hey, come on, Amanda Tapping! - and my love for the Doctor is flaring again, even though I missed out on most of Martha's and all of Donna's journey and will plunge right into the fray with Eleven and Amy. Oh, and then I watched X-Men: First Class last week, and has there really ever been a time when I did not adore the beautiful mess that's Charles and Erik?

So ship-wise, it's John and Helen as well as Charles and Erik at the moment, and both ships seriously make me want to dip my feet into fandom again. I feel like starting out with tiny little ship manifestos and maybe a little declaration of love for the Doctor, especially Nine, because The Empty Child / The Doctor Dances were the first episodes of Who I ever watched, and they've left an overwhelming impression.