Oh that is niiiiice. In an incredibly angsty, why-must-they-suffer-so-much? way, of course. Thanks for posting!
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Fan Fiction II: Great story! Where's the sequel?
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Terrific job, and the sort of story I'd love to be able to do, but I can't bring myself to be quite that mean.
I know there's an Atlantis story where the guys turn into penguins, but I lost the link...can anyone help me?
Check eliade's journal. I know she posted a link to it.
Dana is not allowed to read it.
I saw all the fuss and did my usual, which is to skip to the end and confirm that nope, I was okay with not reading the pain.
So....
I just read Katie M.'s Luke/Grace Joan of Arcadia fanfic written for Nestra's birthday. And then I followed a link and read iphigenia 939's.
Is there any more like that?
Sophia, I'd check Bright Shiny Objects, I guess. I don't know where else to find the good JoA fic.
And isn't Katie's story fab? Grace, with the ... ahem. *grin*
I'm trying to think... Yahtzee wrote a couple (scroll down). Five Things She's Not is about Grace; Goodnight Moon is wonderful, but very different (and not about Grace at all). A few were written for Yuletide, too.
Thanks Katie and Suela.
He groped her breasts, his breath heavy and warm sending chills up her spinal chord and she salivated savagely while biting her lower lip and grounding her almost naked rump to his now exposed endowment.
Her spinal chord, of course, is in the key of CRAP.
He pumped hard inside her, his rod moving in deeply and almost completely out, tickling her openings, every one of them, and she just didn’t mind.
Every one of her openings? We're approaching Clark-like proportions here.
The aftershocks were as enjoyable as the earthquake and his fingers played nimbly with the soaping female parts
Soaping? She's now a soap dispenser?
his now exposed endowment.
Rockefeller, perhaps? I didn't know you were supposed to keep those hidden. Maybe if your donor is Cheney.
tickling her openings, every one of them,
Man, I hate it when my ears get tickled that way.
This woman gets a book dedicated to her one day.Such balls-to-the-wall suckitude being so proud of itself inspires me. Not the writing...the chutzpah. "Balls" is too graphic..."Manly orbs-to-the wall?"