I broke Deb!
I'm telling you, I realized it was past the point when I need to pack it in and go to bed when I kept trying to make sure the story was working and I kept hearing Fraser say (just the way Faith would):
“I enjoyed everything. Every cut, every whimper, not just while I did it. I used to dream about you, wake up all hot and sweaty, wet from thinking about the cuts and your blood, the way you looked all tied up."
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!
Stop it! Stop with the taunting.
Oh, holy shit. That's ... That's ... .. ..
Fuck me, that's ...
t sing song
I broke Elena! I broke Elena
t /sing song
Right, so... Elena, this is still a spoiler for you, sort of.
The rest of you... I, umm, wrote moderately squicksome post-ep ficlet.
Here
It was kind of a dare... kind of...
Plei, since I haven't seen tonight's ep, I should wait until I do to read your fic, right?
Angel-ep?
I'm all happy over this one. Click!
Yep. Wait for ep.
Deb, I really ought to have a warning on there. Well, I guess I do with the squicksome.
But, I should have more of a "warning, I'm playing with Connor again, and that never ends well" warning.
Playing with Connor?
Do you hold his head down in a bucket for a reeeeeally long time? (hopeful)
Err. I tend to get Connor mixed up places where he doesn't belong. I hold the dubious honour of being one of the very first to write Connor/Cordelia, and I've written Connor/Darla... and, well...
There was a vibe.
I saw it. It was squicky.