New Anywhere Road
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Merry Christmas and happy birthday to me! Yeah, okay, both passed a while ago, but it doesn't feel like it when the gifts keep on coming.
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razorxrosary has posted her new fic on our
anywhere_road 'Verse. The adventures of Ash and Andy continue ever on. Chad and Gabriel approve.
The One Where It's Christmas - So ridiculously funny and in character that I spent the first half of the story clapping my hands in glee. The second half I spent trying not to choke on my own tongue, because oh holy jesus and all the saints it's hot. Ash manages to hurt his foot fighting a water horse and requires some help with showering. Andy is happy to oblige. There are blowjobs. And subtle powerplay. And omg angst, and feelings that we're not talking about. And a killer laptop, and weed, and awkward presents. I love this fic with a wanton abandon and am not above holding you all down until you read it and tell
razorxrosary to never stop writing.
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The One Where It's Christmas - So ridiculously funny and in character that I spent the first half of the story clapping my hands in glee. The second half I spent trying not to choke on my own tongue, because oh holy jesus and all the saints it's hot. Ash manages to hurt his foot fighting a water horse and requires some help with showering. Andy is happy to oblige. There are blowjobs. And subtle powerplay. And omg angst, and feelings that we're not talking about. And a killer laptop, and weed, and awkward presents. I love this fic with a wanton abandon and am not above holding you all down until you read it and tell
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Ash allows a moment of respectful silence before he whoops and throws a hand in the air.
“Are you—” Andy manages to avoid a particularly nasty pothole, but only barely. The two of them sway to the side like a pair of drunks. “Are you throwing the horns? Seriously?”
“Yeah, why not?” Ash asks, his wide grin never faltering. “We wasted that thing, man.” He whoops again, loudly, right in Andy’s ear.
“You’re fucked up,” Andy tells him, although he can’t help but grin, even if it’s more of a grimace. “It’s your leg. You’re probably in shock.” He tries not to think about it, but his mind is running through the possibilities. He’s a smart guy; he knows roughly how many ways a leg can fracture and what it’ll take to get it repaired.
If he has to spend Christmas Day in the local A&E, he tells himself, he will personally flush that little baggie of emergency weed that Ash thinks he doesn’t know about down the toilet.
“If I have to take your sorry ass to the hospital, I am going to flush your emergency weed down the toilet,” he tells Ash.
“What emergency weed?” Ash says, and oh, he’s good. He almost sounds convincing.
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on 2008-04-05 05:06 pm (UTC)Andy: OMG WATCH WHERE YOU'RE SWINGING THA--
*THUMP*
Ash: Oooops?
Tipsy: mmrrooowwwwwwwwwwww! *clampers onto Andy's other shoulder, trying to swipe at his face*
ps. if you want to sent the extra bit for beta as well, that would be cool.