Fic: If. PG.

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My inner Rimmer snorted at the fluff, so here's the other side. A short SMAC vignette.

That would be a jape to beat the one Holly played with Queeg, wouldn't it?

Crit is always good. Written for fanfic100. Little Damn Table.

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[kahvi.livejournal.com]

Feeling better now? ;)

You can play me like you can't play that blasted guitar of yours, can't you?
And he doesn't even know it. He really doesn't.

Not such a good idea, perhaps, to kid about that - what if you took me up on it?
Yes, Arn, what if? Can't have that, can we?

Yay Lister/Petersen! :D (There's another thing Lister doesn't know... Hehehe...)

But you are not, strictly speaking, a man, are you? Something between.
What? *giggles hysterically* Also, scary picture... *giggles*

. Maybe, if I leave, I will have a quick shag or two with girls that actually like men who dress like his poncing Aceness, lord help them
Heterosexuality(TM)! Guaranteed to cure all sympthoms of gayness within 24 hours, or your money back!

Aaah, the ending. Lovely. Lovely...

Erm... And I made that thing. *points to next post* :)

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

You could say that. :)

Ja, they're each just unreadable enough to the other. Gah.

Meep, that just came out of the Rimmerthoughts. I think he thinks, at some level, that a real man doesn't cry at romantic movies, or hug his friends - a real man is up the ziggarut and homophobic and all of that good stuff. And it conveeeniently makes it OK to be... interested in Lister, doesn't it.

Ja, het and slash hand in hand - the one thing that Nirvanah and Lister had in common was that they both thought Rimmer could be a better person if he got rid of the shell of neuroses and snark. But Nirvanah was the one who said so outright.