I'm crazee, I'm crazee Gary Oldman...

I have to get that goddamn sentence out my head. It's driving me crazee.

Oh that was bad. *slaps wrist*

TREMBLE BEFORE TEH POWAH OF UNIVERSITY INTERNET! Mwahaha! Only took me what, two days and an hour or so of confusion to get set up? Admittedly didn't get the stuff for it until about three hours ago. So YAY! Am back with avengence! And... tennis fic.

Not Bounty yet. It's within an hour of being finished but it needs a good bashing with the editing stick to make it anything close to what I'd like it to be. -_- So liroa15 I can finish it and post it unedited later tonight or I can finish it and edit it over the next few days and post it then? I don't mind. It's probably some perfectionist side kicking in going "OMGEDITTHEDAMNFICYOUFOOL!" but I still don't like it. >_< Oh and if you still want Federer icons I'll be very happy to make some - I find Roger easier to iconise than Andy for some reason.

But I DO come bearing fic. And once again, it's angsty!Andy POV. WHY DO I DO THIS? I love fluff. I really adore it. But have I written fluffy tennis slash this summer? Like smeg I have. *glares at the muses* Grow up! You're acting like teenagers!

But anyway... fic! And I've just realised this is probably the highest rated thing I've ever posted. So... if you have any remaining notions of me being a sweet, fluffy, innocent little girl... you'd better leave them right here. ;-)

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Title: Justification
Rating: High R… probably more NC-17
Fandom: Tennis!slash
Pairing: Andy Roddick/Roger Federer
Summary: Andy knows Roger has him trapped. Heavy angst warning - short, but definitely not sweet.
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be, not claiming this ever has, or ever will happen. Got it? Good.

( Justification )

I'd talk about my shiny new university room and the flatmates who seem cool - one girl actually cooked for us all last night ^__^ - but I have an English talk to go to in 45 minutes and I need lunch before attempting the 15-20 minute walk. Back later.

Clo