Oh, loves, I fear if I don't post this now, I never will. I can agonize over it as much as I want, but the truth is, I wrote Disney fishslash, and no amount of agonizing will change that. So, rather than think there's some moral high-ground I was shooting for with this one and am missing, I'm gonna give up and say here, read the silly fishy love-that-dares-not-blurp-its-name, anyone who's so inclined. (About 3000 words.)
Title: An Interlude On Mount Wannahockaloogie
Finding Nemo universe, pairing: Nemo/Gill. Rated R for non-explicit you-know-what's-going-on.
Disclaimer: They're not fish, guys. They're DISNEY fish. They have prehensile fins and name their children and sing songs and tell jokes and darnit, don't look for an ichthyologist's interpretation of fishy love here. This is Disney fishy love. Well, this sick puppy's version of Disney fishy love.( Here it is. *hides* )