Проблемы слэшеров.

[Twenty One Grams]

Обсуждаем с Санни в умыле, как сложно слэшеру писать/переводить гет.
И она выдаёт просто сакраментальные фразы

"Вот что называется современные девушки с интернетом. Могут написать три тыщи слов про мужской половой хуй, и ни одного предложения про вагину " (с)  SunnyGirl2301

@темы: Laughing My Fucking Ass Off, Kittens in mittens, Мне так нравится этот момент, что я занялся бы с ним сексом, если б мог (c), Quates-time, Мы прятались в телегах от кактусов

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[amsterdama]

БЛЯДЬ
ТРУСТОРИ

[Twenty One Grams]

amsterdama, ВОООООТ!!11

[amsterdama]

Twenty One Grams, ПРО ВАГИНУ ПИСАТЬ ОЧЕНЬ СТРАННО

[Саша Осенний.]

а я писала гет ._.

[Twenty One Grams]

amsterdama, ДА. ПРО ВАГИНУ ВООБЩЕ ЧЁРТ ЗНАЕТ КАК ПИСАТЬ ХОТЬ ВРОДЕ БЫ У САМОЙ ТАКАЯ ЕСТЬ

Саша Осенний., ну ты у нас вообще молодчинка

[Mackenzie]

НЕТ НУ ПОЧЕМУ.
МОГУ.
НА АНГЛИЙСКОМ.

[Twenty One Grams]

Саша Осенний., и я вот тоже на эту зфб уже написала гет, он не рейтинговый просто

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, ДА ТЫ НА АНГЛИЙСКОМ ХОТЬ ПРО ЕБЛЮ НОЖКИ СТУЛА С ХВОСТОМ КОНЯ НАПИСАТЬ СМОЖЕШЬ, ГОССПАДИ

[Mackenzie]

Twenty One Grams,
ОДНАКО ТАК МЕНЯ ЕЩЁ НИКТО НЕ КОМПЛИМЕНТИЛ

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, А Я, ЗНАЕШЬ ЛИ, МАСТЕР ДЕЛАТЬ КОМПЛИМЕНТЫ

[Mackenzie]

The Char-Leg/The Tail, PG, Slash, Drabble.

It felt horribly detached from this world, an outsider, a no-good piece of trash that didn't have a place under the sun, and all because of its handicap.
The only being who understood it was the Tail.
The Tail, which hung diagonally to the corner the Chair-Leg was resting in. Every morning the Leg awoke to see it gently swishing from side to side, the rhythmic motion lulling it into a false sense of security. It was always the same. At seven AM, when the sun began to rise, the Tail would be taken away for two excruciatingly long hours.
What was even worse, they couldn't exchange a word, only silent glances as they were separated yet again.
Then, in the evening, everything would repeat, and the Leg would be lulled into gentle sleep by the soothing swish of the Tail, thinking about the numbered days they were left spending together. The Leg knew that when time came, it will be taken away, because no outsider, no handicap was ever kept at this place for too long.
The Tail knew it as well. Oh, it wished to say so many things to the Leg to ease its frantic mind, to utter words of unbound love and cradle it with its fine hairs, polish its sides gently...
But as time went by it could only swish.
Back and forth, back and forth, lulling the Leg to a restless sleep.

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO ANSWER YOU I AM LITERALLY DYING HERE

But as time went by it could only swish.
Back and forth, back and forth, lulling the Leg to a restless sleep.

SO ANGST MUCH DRAMA

[Mackenzie]

Twenty One Grams,

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, YEAH YEAH YOU GATHER YOUR FLOWERS WHILE I AM STILL DYING

[amsterdama]

Zane Z. Garrett, OMG!
THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME

[Mackenzie]

Twenty One Grams,
*snorts, pushing a pile of camomiles into his twin's face* There ye go, ye can have 'em as well

amsterdama,
Thank you :3

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, CAMOMILES?!! AGAIN?!! DON'T TELL ME THERE'S THE PONCHO CREATURE SNEAKING AROUND PLEASE

[Mackenzie]

Twenty One Grams,
ahaahah, fuck, totally forgot about that damn thing *snickers, hiding his face in twin's shoulder* Fffuuuuuck xDDDDDDDDDDDD COITUS INTERRUPTUS, it shall interrupt the Tail/Leg sex! D8

[Twenty One Grams]

Zane Z. Garrett, EXACTLY. *looks at him judgementally* And we don't want the Tail/Leg sex to be interrupted, so it's up to you to make this pocho horror fuck the hell off, and I am going to the shower XD

[Half-BloodGamer]

Zane Z. Garrett, oh my god, this is AWESOME
my new favourite pairing Tail/Leg

[Mackenzie]

Yay, I'm converting people to a new pairing xDDDDDDDD

[Twenty One Grams]

my new favourite pairing Tail/Leg

LIKE EVERYBODY'S NEW FAVOURITE PAIRING!