Well, I know I'm biased, but I shall always remain most fond of the following from an SG-1 fic:
He was already smiling at his own idiot notions when he revealed the object of his desire. It was thick and firm, it's surface rippled by veins like chocolate, like a double Mars bar with twenty-five per cent extra free.
If you ever wondered about my Bad!Fic icon, now you understand the subtle, yet strange iconography.
I confess, I find that simile strangely compelling -- the twenty-five per cent extra really pushes out of badfic into so-crazy-it-just-might-work-fic. I suppose I'd have to see it in context to be suitably squicked.
Well, feel free to check it out for yourself here (http://www.geocities.com/caroline19732002/warrior.html). Just keep in mind you have been warned (http://www.livejournal.com/users/widget285/68277.html).
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He was already smiling at his own idiot notions when he revealed the object of his desire. It was thick and firm, it's surface rippled by veins like chocolate, like a double Mars bar with twenty-five per cent extra free.
If you ever wondered about my Bad!Fic icon, now you understand the subtle, yet strange iconography.
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Feel free to flee in horror at any time.
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