Title: Shapes
Pairing: Rimmer/Lister/Female, vage implication of Rimmer/Lister
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: You can tell I don't own Red Dwarf, if you think about it. I don't make any money from this whatsoever either.
Spoilers: Waiting for GodNotes: I jokingly refer to this as my Rimmer/Lister/Mary Sue story, but quite frankly, if I'm anything like
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(What - you don't have green nipples?)
Ach, poor Odd Roar. :)
suppose you worked at the same place, and your brother walked in on you when you were enjoying what you’d thought would be a fun distraction during your lunch-break, and sees you with a naked replica of his wife, begging you to ‘bonk her brains out, big boy'?
*snicker*
Six-breasted woman!
When he kicked Rimmer, I just thought - subconscious, baby!
’Cause I didn’t want to shake yer hand, I wanted to kick ya in the shin
Hee! "And shag you senseless." :)
In a respectable third place came the number of people who had peed in their pants when they’d heard he was angry
Love it.
contrasting starkly with his eyes, which seemed to have gone straight through madness and out the other side
I love that one.
Description of the tactile sensations of the Rimmershag - lovely!
Oh, I bet Lister's not thinking of nothing. :)
Lovely fic! Great interludes of Cat and Holly. I loved Holly's senility in this one.
I will guess that she asked you to include "Ape in my trousers."
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Oh, that's easy. I want Lister's thoughts during the hug at the end of SMAC. (Is that the only time they've hugged, other than the Faux Hug in Terrorform? If so, I have such a fic for it on Rimmer's side, but I have a hard time reading Lister in SMAC.)
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