Title: On a Hotel Bed
Rating: NC-17 (like, seriously.)
Summary: Ed + Frankie on a hotel bed
Disclaimer: If this were any more fictional, there would be rainbows and unicorns. YAY.
Author’s Note: I don't normally write stuff like this. You can tell. It's also PWP.


( Frankie pushed his hand through Ed's hair... )

Imagine the scene: I'm kicking about on The Escapist today, when I find a thread discussing bad game reviewers, and this place cropped up.

Now, I'd like to throw a disclaimer out there. I am in no way against religion. I think it's great that we have ways and means to find comfort in life, because, let's face it, we need it. I get the feeling this sounds patronising, but I really do mean it. Faith is a fantastic thing, and it's nobody's right to challenge what you believe in, or hate you for it.

Now that's out the way, back to my opinions. And I'd like to make it clear they are my opinions.

Browsing through the website, there were articles on Christian games, but more surprisingly, and article on the evils of Tetris....

Zwuh?

Read it, make your own opinions on it, but I'd just like to say, that from what I can remember, I played Tetris as a child, and I'm pretty sure my nine year old self would tell you that she plays Tetris because she thinks it's fun, and that it gives her no sense of the soul crushing life ahead of her (admittedly, that was instilled by her 13 year old self, but for completely different reasons).

Don't get me wrong, the site's a good idea; it lets parents of Christian children see what's in these games that they're (in some cases) legally allowed to buy, and decide if they feel that it's ok for them to play the game. My parents did that, albeit not on a Christian site, but I know that as a child, I had little regard for it, and played the games I wasn't allowed to at my friend's houses (which spawned my love for Final Fantasy, thank you rule-breaking). While I knew what I was doing went against my parents wishes, I didn't - at that time - understand why they didn't want me to play, and it was only later that I discovered that they didn't want me to be introduced at the violence of the game. Yet I can say I know it hasn't fucked me up, I have an excellent grasp on my morals and I...well, I feel like it made me a better person, in a stupid, round-about way.

But yeah, that's just what I think. If it was up to me, I don't think I'd let religion be taught in places outside the home. It's up to you what you believe. I'm an Atheist, I have been for four years, but I'm well-versed in many religions: Christianity, Buddhism, Islam, Judaism, and I understand (or at least I think I do) what each religion believes and entails. I respect that, and I respect the people who choose to follow them. Like I said, it's up to the individual what they believe, and if having faith makes you a better person, more power to you.

And to finish on a lighter note: Pastor Skeet, always research your nickname before you choose it.

Example one: LL Cool J or, "Ladies Love Cool James". This is a cool nickname, if a little bit anal.

Wikipedia defines "Skeet" as:

• Term used in Newfoundland English to describe a low class, disruptive person
• Slang for "trouble maker" / "low class ne'erdowell / sneaky person"
• Slang for cocaine
• Slang for coitus interruptus
• Slang term for semen

So well done on the fantastic nickname!

Thank you, and goodnight!

Title: The Words you couldn’t Say
Fandom: Mock the Week
Pairing: Frankie/ Hugh
Rating: 18+
Word Count: 2,400 aprox.
Disclaimer: This isn’t real. I promise.
Summary: Hugh gets a phone call he doesn’t want to ignore.
Author’s Notes: Oh, the incoherence. The masses of incoherence. Also, I decided half way through to give a great big “fuck you” to cannon. So there.

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( Hugh wasn't good with people... )