Eeeeevil.
But it means I got to update the damned site again, so all is good.
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Eeeeevil.
But it means I got to update the damned site again, so all is good.
Ahhhggh. Mmmuhhh.
Ahem. Yes. Very nice, thank you.
(Ggyyhhwoohhhhgh!)
Deb has no idea how tempted I was to write a coda to that with Wesley back at his apartment by himself.
Hell, I'm still tempted.
Because I had some good visuals. And stuff.
Dare you.
If Deb says I can, I will.
If Deb says I can, I will.
YES PLEASE.
I mean, it's not like I don't love writing with you, you know?
Make Kay, Joyce and Ripper stop hijacking the story, everyone. But not just yet. [link]
suhNERK.
erika, one fix: "any guy you'd leave you" I gather thsould be any guy "who'd" leave you.
This is what happens when Tara LJC jumps me on AIM and talks Firefly. I write fic unexpectedly.
River. 400 words on dreams. I have gone out.
Would post it here, only there are some minor spoilers for unaired eps.
oh, shrift. And I've never even seen thirty seconds of Firefly.
This:
her sight thrums with joy and flaws
So very lovely.