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haha, wax sings along A LOT.  it's a fairly regular occurence.

scene from the night before last

me, carrying both bags of groceries into mace_m's house: who's the butch one NOW, huh?
wax_jism: it's still not you, baby. you're wearing... pink ARGYLE socks with your jeansrolled up.

what's goin on

me:  [admires my ass in new black low waist button-fly bootcut cords) i am in love with these pants!
wax: ah.
me:  these pants are almost as fabulous as you!
wax: yeah, they don't have any boobies, though.  their one drawback.

me want threesomes!

DAMMIT skycaptain's out in america?  fuckers!

firefly rec

dangerous cargo by nestra, nc-17.  simon/mal.  good, sweet.

firefly rec

fuzzy by eleanor k, mal/simon, pg.  sweet, sort of... ducky.  i mean, doesn't address any giant issues, doesn't have any giant plotty problems, isn't terribly angsty.  possibly one could say it ignores some issues that you expect to come up with mal/simon.  it's, well, simple and believable, i think, but it doesn't really take on the task of selling the pairing, if you know what i mean.  um, i really enjoyed it though.