I *always* have time for sex pollen fic.

Cool. Then I guess I'd better squeeze in some writing time in between the massive piles of work on my desk. One last scene to write!

And I also find it intensely amusing that the canonical name of a Gotham donut place is "Frosty & Fillin'".

Because I am twelve.

Who are the guys? I wanna know.

Oh! I know this one.

Nightwing/Robin.

Right?

Who are the guys?

Dana beat me to it. It's, uh, Nightwing/Robin. AKA Dick Grayson/Tim Drake. AKA I'm Going to Hell, Would You Like a Nice Handbasket?

Dana beat me it. It's, uh, Nightwing/Robin. AKA Dick Grayson/Tim Drake. AKA I'm Going to Hell, Would You Like a Nice Handbasket?

!!! Need beta help other than Dana????????

Do ya? Do ya?????

You get a handbasket, Te gets a toaster.

!!! Need beta help other than Dana????????

t snorf

I take it, then, that you are offering?

You get a handbasket, Te gets a toaster.

Yep. And I get my triumvirate of totally dysfunctional whee! in Bruce, Dick, and Tim.

(And not apropos of fanfic, but y'know, the Nightwing issues lately have been like porn for me. I mean, it's like the way ME tortures Wesley. Mmff!)

(And not apropos of fanfic, but y'know, the Nightwing issues lately have been like porn for me. I mean, it's like the way ME tortures Wesley. Mmff!)

Dude, no shit! (Also, in the latest? Scruffy.)

You been keeping up with Birds of Prey, too? It's been pretty freakin' incredible.

(And not apropos of fanfic, but y'know, the Nightwing issues lately have been like porn for me. I mean, it's like the way ME tortures Wesley. Mmff!)

Aww, yeah. Pretty, pretty suffering.

And slowly my flist is being taken over by JL...

I can't believe that I have to buy more comics now.