Comment porn?

[lady_sarai]

OMG IT'S CISSIE!!!!!!! AND ANITA!!!!! I approve of of the haircut. Very much so.

Also, was talking with Katt tonight:

Lady_Sarai: you know what intrigues me? those comment porn ficlet/meme things you sometimes see.
Lady_Sarai: because--how does that even come about? do you just decide "gee, I think today I will beg my flist to write me porn" and... they do?
xenokattz: yes
xenokattz: if they love you
xenokattz: I'd never do it 'cause my ego is too fragile ;)
Lady_Sarai: I think your flist would surprise you.
Lady_Sarai: I don't know what would happen if I tried this on my flist. Maybe it would surprise me and I'd be inundated with porn...?
Lady_Sarai: I would write you porn. Or, you know, try and flail and comment and run away?
Lady_Sarai: Hide behind something while you read it?
Lady_Sarai: I am preoccupied by this comment-porn-a-thon concept! I don't know why!! It's not like I often seek out porn for porn's sake, either!
Lady_Sarai: also, my ego would shatter and go weeping in a corner if I tried it. or I'd get, like, CASSIE and Tim, which--would hurt my soul.
xenokattz: LMAO
xenokattz: It might be from me and I MEANT for it to be Cissie/Tim but my fingers wouldn't fing
Lady_Sarai: ::laughs:: but if it was from you, I'd KNOW it was a typo. ;)
Lady_Sarai: one of these days it will get trained out of you and then you'll try to write about CASSIE and mistype HER name.
Lady_Sarai: and Cissie will feel vindicated. ;)
xenokattz: okay, TOTALLY writing now
Lady_Sarai: writing my comment porn?
Lady_Sarai: ;)
xenokattz: did you ask on LJ?
Lady_Sarai: NO.
Lady_Sarai: I may totally have to post parts of this IM, though, for I am silly and we are postable.
Lady_Sarai: like post-its.
Lady_Sarai: would that count?
xenokattz: sure!


So--am I asking for comment porn? Apparently. ::scratches head:: I am not sure how this happened, but I won't blame Katt because she might write me something. ;)

I should go to bed, but tomorrow I shall post the parts of our IM where Katt and I sorted the cast of Heroes into Hogwarts houses--and tried to do so for the DCU but distracted ourselves and blamed Batman.

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[xenokattz.livejournal.com]

"You want me to wear THIS tonight?" Cassie Cissie glared at her not-so-darling-at-this-moment boyfriend, the offending article of clothing held at arm's length between two fingers like something long-dead and rotting.

Tim did his best to look cute. It had always worked before. "It's just a costume."

"It's a CHEERLEADER uniform!"

"That's not very different from your old togs. Besides--" The rest of his sentence devolved into mumbles.

Cissie leaned forward. "Beg your pardon?"

"I said, Kon said a little playacting puts spice back into the... y'know... the phsyical... uh... aspect of, um, yeah..."

Cissie rolled her eyes. "And you listen to the relationship advice of a man who hasn't managed to maintain a relationship since he broke up with Cassie? We were teenagers then, just in case you forgot."

"I remember when they broke up," Tim snapped as he grabbed the costume from Cissie's hands. "I only had to glue back the broken pieces."

But she wasn't finished. "Where did you have to go to get this anyway?"

"Amsterdam."

"You went to-- Tim!"

Tim threw his hands up in the air. "If you don't want to wear it, just say so! What's the point of dragging it out like this?"

"The point is that you felt that you had to fly to a different country where prostitution is legal in order to get me a costume that Diana would find too scandalous."

"I did NOT go to a prostitute."

"But you went with Kon to the strip bars?"

Tim blinked a few times. Not even his frighteningly high intellect could come up with a good answer to this question.

"Tim!" Cissie squawked.

"I had to be his wingman."

"At a strip bar?"

"ESPECIALLY at a strip bar."

Cissie opened her mouth, thought about it then admitted grudgingly, "You have a point."

Time sighed, relieved. Then, without warning, Cissie crouched and pounced, arms out and hands in claws. He instinctively rolled back, intending to carry her up and over but she shifted their combined weight to the left instead.

"Cissie, what--"

She covered his mouth with hers. One of her feet planted on his stomach then her toes curled in, trapping the garter of his pyjama bottoms. With a twist of his hips, the pants were off. Now it was time to work on Cissie's top. Tim grabbed it behind her back, using the hem to caress slowly up her spine. Cissie arched into the touch, pressing her kisses down his neck, across his collarbones only to come back to to his lips.

"NOW do you think the spice is gone in our relationship?"

"No! I just... oh God, there's no way to dig myself out of this, is there?"

"You might as well be in China, babe."

"I can live with that."

And the lights flickered off.

[lady-sarai.livejournal.com]

::high-pitched noises only dolphins and algae can hear::

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! KATT!!!

I am not worthy of your love. You wrote me Tim/Cissie!!

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I apparently have no shame and am not above begging, but look what it gets me!! =D Thank you, thank you, thank you!!

[zoe-chan.livejournal.com]

Um. ::squeaks:: Tim says he definitely is Kon's wing-man. Like, always. Because Kon is unable to look after himself at all. He's just saying.

That was totally cool.