A Declaration

I am declaring my LJ, as well as myself, to be a Politically Wank-Free Zone.

Consider this my way of retreating from reality by burying my head in the sand of pervosity. And in the interests of spreading the non-wankiness, I WILL be writing all day today and posting what I write (even if they're shitty drafts) until the medicines I'm taking knock me out completely.

But hey, bonus! I write cool stuff when I'm drugged up.

So commence the non-wank!

A Public Service Announcement

I'd like to state for the record that it is amazingly fun to fuck with jana1x2x1's head by qualifying all of my answers whenever she asked me about the autoerotic asphixiation fic. I was afraid, at one point, that her brains might just start dribbling out of her ears whenever she thought I gave her a straight answer.

Just remember:

Heero won't die... while he's jerking off.

=D

*evil*

[Fic-shaped Thing] Candy from Strangers

Title: Candy from Strangers
Rating: PG-13 for Solo's potty mouth
Warnings: Solo POV. Spoilers for Duo's Episode Zero, way pre-series. Bad language, mentions of drugs and sex, bleak descriptions of L2 life and all that entails.

( 'Mama said to not talk ta strangers...' )