Your lack of respect cuts me to the quick. Listen. You like it. I know this. Don't front, bb.
And also, what? How is this my fault? I deny everything. ^_^ It's the fic for a prompt you gave me! Thus, your fault. Tough noogies.
"What could possibly go wrong?" OK SO I LIKE TROPES. DON'T JUDGE ME! D:
Mmmm. Evocative. Thanks. In ST much is made of Old Southiness but I'm like, GA isn't even like that now, much less 300 years in the future. We own cars, dammit. We don't live on no farms, neither. Also mint julep nothin', Bones drinks PBR.
...I maybe get het up about this a little.
Wait, what? :DDDD
HA! I haven't read Dune either. Well, maybe a few pages from Children of Dune and I saw some of the movie. I'm relying on Wikipedia mostly.
Jim and Bones and lack of mental filters are love.
But but but two Pikes would just-- they might fight each other. And that would be awful.
...wouldn't it?
*ruminates*
You know what, if they made a companion movie that was basically 2 1/2 hours of Pike chewing out Jim and/or Bones for various Academy infractions I, for one, would be happy. I would add that corporal punishment would fit nicely in that movie but unlike Jim, I have mental filters when it comes to you. My mental filters are so tight, I am this mysterious, vague entity whose motivations you can only guess at. Totally. >>
I concede the point. But should you find yourself writing Pike/Pike mud-wresting (as I am sure you will not), I disclaim responsibility on the grounds that you promised to ignore the prompts this time.
OK SO I LIKE TROPES. DON'T JUDGE ME! D:
... ... ... ... for this crime you have been sentenced to hang by the neck until dead. May God The Flying Spaghetti Monster have mercy ketchup on your soul.
Alas poor stereotype. I knew it well had occasionally come across it. (Some New Zealanders live on farms! There are sheep and everything!)
Googleimaged mint juleps and discovered that they are not, in fact, iridescent green. This is tragic.
But but but two Pikes would just-- they might fight each other. And that would be awful.
...wouldn't it?
*ruminates*
*joins in rumination*
I would watch that. *grins* Alas. *bemoans existence of mental-filters* For now my mind hath gone the way of kinky teacher/student BDSM porn threesomes, with obligatory tentacles riding crop and orgasm-denial as a disciplinary aid; but that would be predictable, and your mind is far too tight to be so easily penetrated.
Listen. You like it. I know this. Don't front, bb.
And also, what? How is this my fault? I deny everything. ^_^
It's the fic for a prompt you gave me! Thus, your fault. Tough noogies.
"What could possibly go wrong?"
OK SO I LIKE TROPES. DON'T JUDGE ME! D:
Mmmm. Evocative.
Thanks. In ST much is made of Old Southiness but I'm like, GA isn't even like that now, much less 300 years in the future. We own cars, dammit. We don't live on no farms, neither. Also mint julep nothin', Bones drinks PBR.
...I maybe get het up about this a little.
Wait, what?
:DDDD
HA! I haven't read Dune either. Well, maybe a few pages from Children of Dune and I saw some of the movie. I'm relying on Wikipedia mostly.
Jim and Bones and lack of mental filters are love.
But but but two Pikes would just-- they might fight each other. And that would be awful.
...wouldn't it?
*ruminates*
You know what, if they made a companion movie that was basically 2 1/2 hours of Pike chewing out Jim and/or Bones for various Academy infractions I, for one, would be happy. I would add that corporal punishment would fit nicely in that movie but unlike Jim, I have mental filters when it comes to you. My mental filters are so tight, I am this mysterious, vague entity whose motivations you can only guess at. Totally. >>
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OK SO I LIKE TROPES. DON'T JUDGE ME! D:
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... for this crime you have been sentenced to hang by the neck until dead. May God The Flying Spaghetti Monster have mercy ketchup on your soul.
Alas poor stereotype. I knew it well had occasionally come across it. (Some New Zealanders live on farms! There are sheep and everything!)
Googleimaged mint juleps and discovered that they are not, in fact, iridescent green. This is tragic.
But but but two Pikes would just-- they might fight each other. And that would be awful.
...wouldn't it?
*ruminates*
*joins in rumination*
I would watch that. *grins*
Alas. *bemoans existence of mental-filters*
For now my mind hath gone the way of kinky teacher/student BDSM porn threesomes, with obligatory tentacles riding crop and orgasm-denial as a disciplinary aid; but that would be predictable, and your mind is far too tight to be so easily penetrated.
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