reddwarfslash | LGBT-fest and drabble tree

Just a 'lil note to let y'all know that

lgbtfest is still taking signups (until March 15th.) You can do so here. There are plenty of Red Dwarf prompts, and I'd feel all tingly if they got written.

So as to make this post less about pimpage and more about actual ficcing, how about a drabble-tree? It's like an orgy, but with drabbles instead of sex. :p If you've not done one before - it's simple. I will post a drabble (a story that's 100 words exactly) below the cut. If you'd like to play, take a sentence from that drabble, and use it to write one of your own. Then post it in reply to the one you stole from, and so on, and so forth. If you don't want to write 100 words exactly, that's OK too. It's about fun, not exact definitions!

Feigning sleep in the darkened room, Rimmer watched Lister lean into his locker, rummaging through his clothes. Rimmer's clothes! What a violation! Like sticking your finger in someone's food, or sitting down on someone's lap uninvited, or sticking your tongue into their mouth.

Disgusting.

Lister whistled, picking up shirt after shirt before discarding it, and picking another. He ran his hands over them, like... Rimmer shuddered in horror. But he didn't look away. Suddenly, Lister nodded, and, taking off his own, stained tee, slid into one of Rimmer's work shirts. When he turned around, Rimmmer closed his eyes, quickly.

Disgusting.

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When the joy of having escaped dulled down, they settled back into the routine that came, perhaps, a little too easily back to them after months of imprisonment. And all was well, for a given value thereof.

But when he thought about it, Lister wondered why he wasn't more content.

He had Kochanski. It wasn't the one he'd wanted originally, but it was a Kochanski. He didn't have Earth, but they still had the chance of getting there. Back to normal, as it were.

But it wasn't, he though, hearing Kris hum something dull and operatic-sounding. Everything was different now.