Batrachian Slash Fiction (Tread with cautious feet!)

[Zetta]

I do not appreciate people stealing my lines

[Haragorn]

we're kinda like the "Hotel California," you can check out, but you can never leave.

You can check me out.

[Old_Bean]

did we slash gorn yet?

[Valgee]

Maybe..

[Old_Bean]

Haragorn/Valgee

Get it done.

[peppercat]

So, new OT3!
Haragorn/GWW/Gojoe
I will comense the writing (probably a future!fic with them cohabitating adorably because that is the bunny stuck in my head) as soon as possible.

I was looking forward to this... But then again I think this thread is full of unwritten or unposted ideas.

[Old_Bean]

So, new OT3!
Haragorn/GWW/Gojoe
I will comense the writing (probably a future!fic with them cohabitating adorably because that is the bunny stuck in my head) as soon as possible.

I was looking forward to this... But then again I think this thread is full of unwritten or unposted ideas.

Gojoe is mine, back off.

[Valgee]

Haragorn/Valgee

Get it done.

I already did it in the future.

Oh wait, no, that was the past.

[peppercat]

*peppercat blows the dust off a fic she was working on*

I guess I could finish this...

[TheMaskThatSmiles]

*peppercat blows the dust off a fic she was working on*

I guess I could finish this...

*in Arnold voice* DO IT NOW!

[Valgee]

*peppercat blows the dust *

I guess I could finish this...

OTP?

[peppercat]

who is dust and what is their gender...?

Anyways... I'm writing something... Here is the first paragraph so far.

Spoiler:

Ideas formed and burst in the doctor's brain leaving a wonderful pattern of an idea. crusty botch of nature smiled. The idea was as good as cake itself. It was going to be a wonderful disaster.

[Gojoe]

hehehe word filters.

[Zetta]

It has been far too long since I have been up to something

[peppercat]

Here we go. Enjoy?

Warning:

Spoiler:

This fic contains random clothing and contains pieces written while I was hung over and/or sick.

Spoiler:

Ideas formed and burst in crusty botch of nature’s brain leaving a wonderful pattern of an idea. crusty botch of nature smiled. The idea was as good as cake itself. It was going to be a wonderful disaster.

***

The crew fell silent at the sound of footsteps on the wooden planks just above them. The doctor stood still. A dark silhouette against the brilliant sunset.

The doctor coughed.

‘It has come to my attention that there has been a lice break out. For your safety the beds have been stripped and new garments have been provided for you all to wear. You will find these in your quarters on your assigned sleeping area.’

The crew mutter about the ridiculousness of receiving orders from the doctor instead of the captain.
The doctor overheard the mutters and quickly added ‘Captain’s orders!’ The doctor turned and left the crew muttering again as they dispersed for the night.

***

From within the crews quarters came the muted sounds of tired shipmates getting into beds, hammocks and in some rooms even the muffled sounds of pleasure.

Eventually a peaceful lull over the ship and the Batrachian sat silent on the still silver water under the watchful stars.

***

The sun rose casting a gentle blush over the ship.

From within the crew’s quarters sleepy bodies put on their new clothes.

Cloudrunner sat up cautiously, carefully trying to not wake the tangled forms of Gojoe and Old Bean. He slipped silently off the bed and tiptoed over to where their collections of clothes lived. Where well worn linen lifelessly lay a pair of bright structures stood. He picked one up and took great pleasure feeling the silkiness against his fingertips. He was tempted for a moment to encase himself within it. The very thought sent shivers down his spine but he knew that they were first to be offered to his master and his master’s lover.

***

The light roused the doctor. A wide grin greeted the roof, ‘Good morning!’ It was going to be an interesting day.

***

From within the depths of the ship the crew immerged and assembled on deck for the Captain’s weekly inspection. The normal looking crew existed no longer but in their place stood a brilliant array of colour. Corsets, loose shirts and sheets were the clothing of choice.

The doctor emerged from the infirmary, silent as a shadow, curious as to how the plan was unfolding. The results birthed a smile which played softly on crusty botch of nature’s lips. The doctor’s eyes drank in the sight.

The new wardrobes had made some people bold; others clung to their friends hiding themselves to protect what little dignity they had left.

Broad shoulders emerging above tightly bound and fastened waists. Lace, satin and silk. Legs either exposed or hidden beneath skilfully wrapped sheets.

***

Gojoe felt ridiculous in his emerald green corset. Ridiculous but still he felt some kind of sexy, though he’d never tell. Cloudrunner has fastened him in well and he stood aside wrapped in a toga made from a sheet.

Gojoe hadn’t really had a chance to examine Old Bean before they stepped onto the deck in the brilliant early morning sun. His eyes ran over the artificially inflicted curves of the rich purple corset against the body he knew so well. It was an interesting addition. The black lace on purple only made his pale skin paler and this intrigued him greatly. Gojoe reached over and gingerly fingered the delicate lacing down Old Bean’s spine. Gojoe slid his hands from over the purple satin to rest them softly on Old Bean’s shoulders. Gojoe pressed his lips against the nape of Old Bean’s neck. He felt a shiver radiate from the body beneath his lips.

A snicker sounded from the doctor. Gojoe pulled away from Old Bean and felt his face colour.

***

crusty botch of nature smiled and continued to drink in the scene.

Soft curves were barely hidden beneath the billowing linen shirts. Those who had fastened them with belts or string were regretting it now. The fresh ocean air swept across the deck and the layer of linen was not enough to hide the cold. There was no way to hide. No way to stand without being exposed in some way. No way to sit.

***

paultheprincess noticed this immediately. She counted herself as lucky because she had decided to wear a sheet instead of a shirt. She knew she could totally rock the Greek goddess look. So while they waited she could browse. See what the crew had to offer in terms of eye candy or maybe even hand candy. She grinned. Hand candy made no sense but she was definitely looking for some fun. Someone to play with and make her own.

Out of the corner of her eye Paul spotted a kneeling figure holding her shirt to her upper thighs. Her eyes ran over the girl’s figure and Paul knew that she HAD to have her.

***

The Captain stepped out into the sunlight. His hair messy from sleeping. He half spotted the crew and saw the doctor waiting. He grinned sleepily.

‘Was there an inspection today?’

[TheMaskThatSmiles]

that... was awesome. good work pepper!

[Cloudrunner56]

Haha nice work pepper

[Old_Bean]

I'm still not exactly sure what it is i'm wearing but i would love to seen an artists impression of it.

No doubt i look damn sexy.

[TheMaskThatSmiles]

pretty sure it's a corset of some kind old bean

[paultheprincess]

Pretty sure it's TOTALLY HAWT.