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Here are my top three OTP moments of all time:

1. Kirk/Spock, Star Trek: The Search for Spock. "Jim. Your name... is Jim." (Honorable mention: the very end of "Requiem for Methuselah.")

2. Fraser/Kowalski, due South, "Call of the Wild". "We still partners?" "If you'll have me." (Honorable mention: Same episode, RayK in the car with Thatcher at the stake-out.)

3. John Crichton/Aeryn Sun, Farscape, "Icarus Abides". "I'm very angry." (With a honorable mention going to "A Prefect Murder". "I'm not sure I have the strength to miss again." "I think I'm just a bad shot.")

You guys should do the same thing in your journals, too, because I would really like to see other people's answers! It's interesting when you sit down to do this, because there are pairings I consider OTPs where I do not have the same sort of specific moment crystallized - Bones/Booth, for example, or Angel/Danny from Hot Fuzz, are both pairings where I OTP them so hard it's sickening and flail over how much they love each other omg, but don't have the same sort of definite moment for, just that more general squee.

HEY LOOK HEY LOOK YOU GUYS. I wrote something!

Reproductive Strategies of the Interstellarly Nomadic
by Pearl-o

800 words of Farscape fic. Takes place post-Peacekeeper Wars, so spoilers for that.

Summary: Motherhood is terrifying, but Aeryn Sun has dealt with worse.

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So today kind of sucked, but not as much as it could have. I accomplished some things, at least! I got in an application to a job I'd really like to get (they called back this afternoon, but when I called back they were already gone, and I had to leave a message. Also, I made this potato salad, which is delicious and which I highly recommend. Plus I watched another episode of Middleman with fox1013! All in all, good times were had.

I got a new cookbook recently and it's pretty brilliant. Baking: From My Home To Yours by Dorie Greenspan. I have been trying to decide what to bake next, and it's been harder than usual. Kelly was all "I wanted muffins!" and I like to make Kelly happy! Except I have gone through all my cookbooks and multiple recipes websites and Kelly has now rejected dozens upon dozens of different muffins possibilities, so, uh. Oh well! Something exciting from the new cookbook it is. I believe next will be milk chocolate mini-Bundt cakes. Om nom nom.

Kelly and I are watching Farscape now -- we're pretty far thorugh s4 -- and she is giving me a dirty look for typing this up insteas of paying complete attention, so I must go.

I do not have a satisfactory cooking icon. Hmm.

Yesterday on the drive down to Eugene I spent most of the time seriously strongly overidentifying with Billy Joel songs (HI THERE VIENNA), but somewhere in between bouts of this time-consuming activity I decided that Pete Wentz/Chiana from Farscape is my new crossoer OTP.

I mean it, guys. She is so his type it's not even funny! And can you imagine the songs he would write about her?

Plus, shallowly, they would look pretty adorable (and possibly strangely hot) together. Ugh, Chiana wearing one of his stupid hoodies, you guys, I can't even.

I'm planning a rewatch of the entire series of Farscape after I get back to school next term, and now I am going to be thinking about this the whole time.

Also, last night I talked to Zee about how a random Portland AU is still sort of my bandslash happy place, for some reason -- I don't even care what an actual story would be, I just like to think about them wandering around the city -- and I realized that I pretty much imagine Gerard and Mikey living in the apartment Zee used to share with liviapenn. The conversation we had on this topic was freaking hilarious, and would mean absolutely nothing to any of you (except perhaps speshope, also a former resident of the place, but less informed about MCR).

Joe and Pete are going to get chinese food and watch a movie on Christmas. Go team dradle (sic).

In conclusion, Mme Victoria's House of Discreet Gentlemen is the best brothel in all of Regency London.

Item one: Little Miss Sunshine = actually pretty adorable. Thumbs up.

Item two: the more I see of Hugh Laurie in British stuff, the more mindblowing I find it that he somehow became a witty cynical sex symbol. Wha?

Item three: still watching season 3 SG-1. So far I have learned that the principle signs of schizophrenia are pale make-up, dark circles under your eyes, and looking really sweaty, and also that I continue to be surprised by just how appealing I find Sam/Jack. I don't know why! I just do! I've heard lots of people say TPTB screwed the ship over royally in later seasons, but fortunately I have not had to deal with that, so whatever. Everything I have seen them in, it makes me go Awww. (Long-haired alternate reality Sam carries their wedding picture around with her!)

Item four: I have sold every single possible book in my collection to the used bookstore downtown for petty cash. All that is left is selling body parts, I guess. Plasma, I hear good things about you.

Item five: You know, seriously, I think Farscape might be my favorite show in the history of ever. Basically it is the best thing ever, and I could not love it more, I don't think. MY LOVE IS SO PURE YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW. Bweeeeeeeeeee.

I am having an WHEEEEEEEE OTPs!!!! day. This is always fun! I approve!

*thumbs up*

Obviously, the first otp to come to mind for me is always Fraser and RayK. Because, frankly, I have spent three years of my life now doing very little else but thinking about their true true true love. It has got me this far! I'm not just going to stop now!

Fraser, as you know, is possibly my Favorite Character Ever OMG. And Ray Kowalski! Oh, Ray Kowalski. You're jumpy and testy and asshole-y and sweet and lonely and the opposite of subtle and you are full of hidden depths. When we meet you, you are so in love with your ex-wife it is painful. By Call of the Wild, you are so in love with Fraser that it is still painful, but in a much, much, much happier way, because Fraser loves you back. You are one of his Rays, and he hurts when you hurt, and he pats you on your back and wishes he could make things better for you, so much so that he goes for Bob for advice, which, seriously.

(Will any fandom ever present me with anything that gives me more pure happiness and joy forever than RayK's line to Thatcher about knowing who you are? It's possible -- me and fandom have years in front of us -- but I can literally not imagine it.)

You are my BOYS, my prickly damaged beautiful goofy boys, and I smush you together FOREVER.

F/K is not, however, the only OTP that has been on my mind lately, because I don't know if I've mentioned it in a while? But I really love Farscape. And for all that it's not a primary fandom of mine, I honestly cannot think of any relationship pretty much ever that I am more invested in than John and Aeryn. I am irrational on the subject; I am *this* close to saying MEANT TO BE in all seriousness, but luckily I'm not quite there. There is basically nothing I do not love about them, and they leave me wordless. Just -- John and Aeryn! SMOOCHES. SO MANY SMOOCHES. OTPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP.

The thing is, though, that OTP doesn't quite feel like the right word, despite everything I just said, because, well... okay, the thing is, I am a generally monogamous person in pretty much both the literal and metaphorical sense of the word? But with Farscape, how can you not be poly? There is canon text or subtext for pretty much any two non-puppet characters on the show (and sometimes human-puppet pairs, as well). My utter JOHN/AERYN SQUEEEE does not detract at all from the fact that every other pairing in the world is totally there. Even in a fandom like due South, where I do write and enjoy odd pairings at time, I've never been this free of jealousy about it.

In conclusion, Farscape is an orgy. I blame Chiana.

One of the interests I have listed in my profile is "historical aus." When one is scrolling very quickly down the page, it is possible for this to look, for a brief second, like "historical anus."

Finally: See the icon phineasjones modified for me? I've made it my default for this month; really, it fills me with a strangely intense glee.

1) Still rewatching season 3 of Farscape. OH SHOW! I have to say, though, "Eat Me" is the creepiest fucking episode ever. It is like a mini horror movie. I made Fox cuddle and hold me when I was watching last night -- but it's a really important episode for the entire rest of the season, so!

2) Articles which refer to a father caring for his child as "babysitting" are incredibly irritating and make me raise all my feminist rankles. On the other hand, Ben Affleck and Jen Garner are still adorable.

3) Crab rangoons, you are a beautiful, beautiful foodstuff.

4) People have started posted their vids from VVC, yay! From what I've seen so far, I'm especially fond of "I Put You There" by laurashapiro and lithium_doll (meta) and "Goody Two Shoes" by laurashapiro and pipsqueaky. FRASER! And his RAYS! In no universe is that not squee-making. The post for both of them is here.

5) Fox seems to think I am trying to slowly make her want to watch Farscape. Which, I mean! Just because I giggle evilly when she mentions Ben Browder and Claudia Black being adorable on SG-1! And talk an awful, awful lot about how incredibly fucking hot Aeryn is! And mention the Muppets and explosions! And show her ( pictures of pretty girl touching! )

But, nooooo. In her mind, everything's a plot!

I am rewatching some first season Farscape tonight, because I'm in that sort of mood, and you know, it cheers me up! So "Durka Returns" and "A Human Reaction", because yays.

I know Farscape always rewards more viewing, but man: I have to say, I never noticed before how much Crichton-nipplage you get in the t-shirts and undershirts they give him. Hee.

In conclusion, John/Aeryn OTP.

MY FARSCAPE DVDS CAME! Seasons 1, 3 and 4, part of season 2, and Peacekeeper Wars, all in my hot and greedy little hands! (The rest of season 2 was bought, too, but those disks were out of stock and will be sent later.)

I AM SO EXCITED I MIGHT EXPLODE. THAT HAPPENS TO ME SOMETIMES.

*dances around apartment the best I can without dropping dvds all over the place*

New plan for the rest of today, after I finish reading the Middle English of King Horn: hours and hours of dvd extras!