2) Wow, i have crazy friends. I absolutely adore them. (Note from yesterday: I have amazingly intelligent, thoughtful, and wonderful friends, and i love them and the discussions we have.) Also, the boy is talking to me, frequently. We have done this cycle before, but still, aw, yeah.
3) Because i am neither a lesbian, nor do i have a variant of Katherine in my name (does the fact that my first screenname ever was Kathrin123 count?) i will not be getting laid.
4) Because she can talk about pigs, but Simon/River is cause for disownership (and because susiebabylon is evil, and seanarenay already had me thinking dirty squicky):
River always slept with her limbs wrapped around Simon, as if she could not bear to be separated from him even in sleep. One night her hand strayed below his waist. She stroked him gently and as soon as a shift in his breathing told her he was awake, she kissed him. He wrenched his head away and tried to sit up.(cross-posted to the drabbles o’ squick thread -- though seanarenay amended it to "(at least) 100 words of smut")
“Hush,” she whispered, her body rocking against his. “You make me feel not broken.”
He could see desperation in her eyes, and he knew he could never deny his sister anything, not even something so wrong as this.
[I'm not quite unsquickable, but i'm tempted to ask for requests for the most disturbing pairings/kinks possible and then write them, just because i can. Exercise in stretching my creativity and all ;) ]