I like how this icon is appropriate for H/W and RDJ/Jude ALL AT ONCE.

NOTE: You know what? I have never been backstage of a theater. I have no fucking clue what they have back there. For my purposes, my completely-made-up theater has a laundry room, just because I WROTE IT, AND I WANTED ONE, SO THERE! And anyway, it's [livejournal.com profile] kohl_eyed's fault. All of this is completely her fault. Blame her. I CAN'T BELIEVE I WROTE THIS, OH MY GOD. SIMONE, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?

Anyway. This is the fic where Robert has a fantasy about Jude in drag (because in my head, RDJ loves Rage). And then they have sex. On a washing machine. NOT MY FAULT.

Oh, and if you haven't seen Jude Law's part in Rage, you are missing out. ...I may have listened to it over and over while writing this. For inspiration. Yep.

here be porn (DID I MENTION, NOT WORKSAFE?) )
Sometimes I don't believe myself, people. I kept telling Maja "OMG I TOTALLY SHIP X/Y!" and then not actually writing anything. WELL, NOW I HAVE. /0\

Summary: Just before team finals, Sasha's got some time to waste, so he wastes it by slipping off into the war zone in his head. There's no way he won't screw this up. [Spoiler-free, and so what if I did listen to some U2 while I wrote? :p]

Don't Check, Just Balance )

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