Ooh! Ooh! Nifra fic!

Um. I pick the paul gross pimpin' one. Or, alternatively, Dana.

And so you shall have, my dear. I'll post the link when I get it written. *twirls you*

Now, I'd like to see Crimes Against Clark's Cock, please.

And I think the most memorable fic quote from you would absolutely have to be:

The handcuffs were tight, raw, biting into his hand with edges every time he turned. He tried not to move, breathe, do anything but watch the door and wait for the opportunity that surely had to come soon.

The door swung open on his ruminations and Clark squinted at the too-bright-light now engulfing him. "Lex?" He whispered, recognizing the form instantly, his heart thumping. "Lex, help me." He murmured weakly, staring away from the light.

"Sorry, Clark. Don't think I can do that."

"...Lex? Hurry. They might be coming back."

"It's really not permeating." Low, amused voice that made Clark's skin itch and crawl in whole new ways now.

"Kryptonite's a bitch, isn't it?" Lex ran his hand over his head as he shut the door with a click behind him.

Yeah. That was a *good* story, one of my favorites from you my dear. It was either that or quoting from that epic Energizer Bunny fic that we don't talk about, yeah.

*smokes ciggie*

*laughs* Yeah, I particularly liked that quote, too.

...and do you even know what you're encouraging by signing up for that icon? *grins* I don't think so.

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened.

Oh, dude! Dude! Remember that time with the banana and the tennis racket and the massive amounts of alcohol?

yeah, it's a little fuzzy to me too.

*laughs* Are you sure that never happened? I do distinctly remember one very drunken night with a tennis racket (I wore it as a hat. I don't know. It was last year. I cant really explain a good many of my actions last year.).

I pick the (wait) icon. Muahahahaha! And if you wanted to make it a Sethcentric OC fic, that would be thuper :)

*laughs* Thuper, eh? Well, then I guess I'll have to do it!

I request BeanFic.

Of either picture. I just have unhealthy volumes of BeanLove. Because you are on the shiny crack.

Or, alternately, Chloe/Faith please.

...Or Chloe/Faith with the Bean. Whichever.

*smiles winningly*

It could be like that fic you wrote, where The Bean managed to beat the First Evil all on his lonesome with only a sombrero and the magic words.

*wipes tear*

I'll never forget that fic, dude. It moved me.

*pets you* Hey, man, it moved me as a I wrote -- I know how you feel. It's all right, let it all out.

Will you write me an icon ficlet either for the 'Cheeky' icon, or the Angel/Lindsey 'Always Warm Here'? *smooches*

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Remember that time you stole a desk chair and then set a pair of sneakers on fire and ran away from the police? ...oh wait, that actually happened.

*tries again*

Remember that time in the hotel when the fire alarm went off at 2am and you hit on the fireman and then we got stoned and went to bed at 6am and a VERY LOUD parade went by our window two hours later? ...shit, *that* really happened as well.

*one more time*

Remember the time you ran through the woods with your friend K and you were so out of it you sat in a pile of...

fuck it, I give up. Your actual experiences are better than anything I could make up. *giggles*

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So I was thinking the other day about that fic you wrote where Clark meets RayK. That was just the best crossover ever. I mean, Fraser and Lex working together to get Clark and RayK out of that monastary was fantastic! And then when they all had to dress up as geishas and dance with dildos while serving tea on the Serenity! Mal and Simon's appearance was extra special, I tell ya. The sequel with Faith and Chloe and Lois as coal miners tore me up, though. When they beam their hat lights into each other's eyes and then break out into song! I never knew fanfic could use showtunes so effectively. I really thought they should have been construction workers, though.