CAST /FICS

[tak197]

As horrible as some of these can surely get,

I love this thread so much.

[ThrashJazzAssassin]

Drive Thru FTW, Jim!

[Evil Jim]

Thank you. I knew not everyone has seen it, but that makes it even more entertaining.

[tak197]

Morgan and Adam looked at each other from across the room.

They had sex.

(Try using Kathleen's suggestion to avoid this one! HAHAHAHA!)

I'm a horrible person...

[EnglishMQ]

Interesting combination, I wouldn't have thought of that one, but I think we need to get more creative, way more creative!

[ThrashJazzAssassin]

Morgan and Adam looked at each other from across the room.

I'm a horrible person...

Done.

[Master Gunner]

James and Jer jointly jerk off joyously.

[Billiem]

Wow, that was almost a six word slashfic. I'd like to see Hemingway pull that off.

[Wraith]

I didn't know what slashfic was until someone on a previous forum community I was on wrote one about me and another forum member that was pretty much my arch-nemesis there.



Tub-girl was less traumatic.

[Master Gunner]

I believe I first learned of slash-fic when I was in Grade 6 or something and I read a biography of Gene Roddenberry which touched on the whole Kirk/Spock thing as well as the politics behind why there was never an episode of Star Trek that properly dealt with homosexuality.

[tak197]

I didn't know what slashfic was until someone on a previous forum community I was on wrote one about me and another forum member that was pretty much my arch-nemesis there.



Tub-girl was less traumatic.

And now you get to live out a real life slash fic of you and a forum member.

giggity

[King Kool]

I believe I first learned of slash-fic when I was in Grade 6 or something and I read a biography of Gene Roddenberry which touched on the whole Kirk/Spock thing as well as the politics behind why there was never an episode of Star Trek that properly dealt with homosexuality.

I sorta hope it's because we'll put that shit behind us in 400 years or whenever it takes place.

[Murakami]

This.

Was all.

Very.

Scary.

I lold too.

[Elomin Sha]

Is anyone else worried we are edging closer and closer to LRR Rule 34?

[Master Gunner]

Uh, we passed LRR Rule 34 a couple years back.

[Elomin Sha]

Phew, I missed it.

[Master Gunner]

I can bring it back, if you want.

[Elomin Sha]

That is data I do not need to know, and I love learning new things.

[Emperor Gum]

From atop his shelf, the dissembled Cardboard man looked down longingly at Mr Ballzmatron's strong sturdy frame. The Moon glinted harshly of the smooth surfaces and jagged edges. Oh, how it longed to be

I'm sorry, I don't know how to write slah fic between a box and a trolley.

[falconknight06]

From atop his shelf, the dissembled Cardboard man looked down longingly at Mr Ballzmatron's strong sturdy frame. The Moon glinted harshly of the smooth surfaces and jagged edges. Oh, how it longed to have sex

and then they did

Ta-Dah

[JustAName]

BLAME TWITTER.


The phone rang. Levering himself up from the couch, James blearily stumbled across the room to get it. It had been a long day, and he just wanted some time to unwind.
"Hello?" He asked, picking it up.
"James?"
"Matt? I just got home. Can't this wait?"
"No. No, it really can't. I just... I need you! Right now!" A groaning noise came from the other end.
"Christ, Matt. Can't you do it yourself for once?"
"You know I can't!"
"Fine. I'll be right over."

A little while later, there was a knock at Matt's door. Opening it, he saw James on the doorstep.
"Oh, thank goodness you're here. I wasn't sure I could wait much longer. Come on." Matt said, as he led James inside.

Without even a grunt of effort, James unscrewed the lid of the jar of peanut butter.
"Christ, Matt, just get one of those grippy things or something. I can't drive over here every time you want to make yourself a sandwich."

[Deedles]

I love this thread so much that I could never hope to express it into words ...

[TomBrend]

James held the peanut butter out to Matt, who began to speak. "James... I don't have any bread. Can you think of any other way to eat peanut butter?"

James was stunned. This was something he had thought of many times before but always dismissed. What would Ashley think? What would Morgan say? Other than "hot"...

Matt stepped backwards, nearly bumping into a display case full of Transformers. Button by button, he undid his dress shirt, revealing a black lace teddy. James felt a distinct stirring in his loins, a yearning for that which he had always considered forbidden. Matt finished removing his shirt and leaned over, lighting a Starscream candle and pressing play on his iPod. He pushed a still-stunned James back onto the couch, tearing the front of his t-shirt open in the process. Using the sword of his prized Battle Blades Optimus Prime, Matt began to spread peanut butter on James' chest. James let out a soft moan, surprising himself.

<<BAM. TAGGING YOU BACK IN, FAYILI>>

[tak197]

GODDAMNIT TOMBREND!

[JustAName]

"God, that peanut butter is cold," James moaned.
"Well, yeah. I kept it in the fridge. Now stop whining hold still," Matt replied.
"Why the hell are you using my chest? Can't you just eat it off a plate or something?"
"Don't be silly. In the absence of bread, you have to use people. Everyone knows that."
"Well, fine. Why did you light that candle, though?"
"The electric company's going to be working on the power lines, and I wanted to be able to see. Duh."
"Alright, whatever," James sighed, and closed his eyes. "Just hurry up, I'm really tired."

<<TAGGING YOU IN, TOMBREND. NO TAGBACKS.>>