Hee.
I HIT F7!!!
But I have other friends who are far hotter than my function key, so y'all got hit with my emo.
Note to self: religion freaky.
Buffy ,'Never Leave Me'
Fan Fiction II: Great story! Where's the sequel?
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
P.M. Marc - Feb 03, 2007 2:06:44 pm PST #3141 of 10434
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Cass - Feb 03, 2007 2:14:31 pm PST #3142 of 10434
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I HIT F7!!!Slutty, but grammatically correct?
P.M. Marc - Feb 03, 2007 2:17:26 pm PST #3143 of 10434
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Now we need shirts: F7: Yeah, I'd hit that.
Cass - Feb 03, 2007 2:24:53 pm PST #3144 of 10434
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
::snerk::
Not just a shirt, a mission statement.
Lee - Feb 03, 2007 2:40:29 pm PST #3145 of 10434
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Cass, you should wait to get a tattoo until I'm there.
Plei, backflung
§ ita § - Feb 03, 2007 3:21:03 pm PST #3146 of 10434
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
F7: Yeah, I'd hit that.
Fuck, that's hysterical.
esse - Feb 03, 2007 11:29:48 pm PST #3147 of 10434
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
oh, that just demands a shirt.
Dana - Feb 04, 2007 6:53:42 am PST #3148 of 10434
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.
Ah, Scrubs wingfic.
He shouldn't be here whispered a small voice in the corner of his mind. He's everything you're not: freedom, light, air, joy, youth, beauty. What could you possibly do but drag him down?
Two points for guessing who's talking about who.
brenda m - Feb 04, 2007 7:02:38 am PST #3149 of 10434
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Oh my jesus, please don't let it be what I'm thinking.
Lee - Feb 04, 2007 9:44:22 am PST #3150 of 10434
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
hehehehehe