Oh, gods, I did not write this (Warning: Slashy RPF)
I have at least one offer to beta my fic if I sign up for the AU fest. I discussed my idea with the comm moderators (as it entails mixing prompts) and they gave me permission.... to use my own prompt.
>head hits desk<
(with a mix-in of something of tielan's)
IN HORRIFIC NEWS:
I was flipping through a comment_fic prompts post and somehow got bit by:
Firefly RPS, Nathan Fillion/Adam Baldwin/Sean Maher, just another of Joss' parties
While occasionally RPF amuses the hell out of me (and I won't deny having written it before), it usually squicks me. However this bit me in a demented way. of course. And then a 4th person wandered into the mix...
"We shouldn't be in here," Nathan said, stumbling into a random bedroom.
"Joss won't care," Sean said, pushing them towards the big bed. "He's so busy with Eliza and Tahmoh he probably won't even notice we're gone."
"Yeah, but-" Nathan started, but Adam shoved him onto the bed so hard the wind flew out of him.
"Dammit, Adam, don't break him before we've started," Sean pointed out.
"Quitcher whining and get peeled," Adam replied. "He's too drunk to break, anyway."
"Hey! Whose hands are down my pants?"
"Shut UP, Nathan. I swear to Christ, I don't know why we put up with you."
There was less talking for quite a while.
Suddenly the light popped on, causing them all to yell.
"So THIS is where you three got off to," Tahmoh said, yanking off his shirt.
"For Christ's sake, kid, turn off the fuckin' light, will ya?"
He made sure to lock the door before heading over to the bed.
>head hits desk<
(with a mix-in of something of tielan's)
IN HORRIFIC NEWS:
I was flipping through a comment_fic prompts post and somehow got bit by:
Firefly RPS, Nathan Fillion/Adam Baldwin/Sean Maher, just another of Joss' parties
While occasionally RPF amuses the hell out of me (and I won't deny having written it before), it usually squicks me. However this bit me in a demented way. of course. And then a 4th person wandered into the mix...
"We shouldn't be in here," Nathan said, stumbling into a random bedroom.
"Joss won't care," Sean said, pushing them towards the big bed. "He's so busy with Eliza and Tahmoh he probably won't even notice we're gone."
"Yeah, but-" Nathan started, but Adam shoved him onto the bed so hard the wind flew out of him.
"Dammit, Adam, don't break him before we've started," Sean pointed out.
"Quitcher whining and get peeled," Adam replied. "He's too drunk to break, anyway."
"Hey! Whose hands are down my pants?"
"Shut UP, Nathan. I swear to Christ, I don't know why we put up with you."
There was less talking for quite a while.
Suddenly the light popped on, causing them all to yell.
"So THIS is where you three got off to," Tahmoh said, yanking off his shirt.
"For Christ's sake, kid, turn off the fuckin' light, will ya?"
He made sure to lock the door before heading over to the bed.