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Okay, there hasn't been any fictional content on here in forever, so... meme.
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
For these purposes, yes, you can tell me about stories you don't think I'd ever write in the fandoms you know I can cover. Just know that if you describe the Roy ( Read more... )
Tell me about a story I haven't written, and I'll give you between one and three sentences from that story.
For these purposes, yes, you can tell me about stories you don't think I'd ever write in the fandoms you know I can cover. Just know that if you describe the Roy ( Read more... )
Donna paused, the momo halfway to her lips. "Depends. Am I going to have to do all of the work again?"
Roy eyed her speculatively, visibly torn between whatever he was actually trying to ask her and the potential of getting her to agree to bringing someone else into their bed so quickly after the last time.
"Probably," Roy confessed, pausing to eat more bhutuwa. "I'm not so good at the hard parts of this."
"Don't sell yourself short," Donna assured him with a wink. "You've got great hard parts."
Roy coughed, only possibly from the spice.
"What are we really going to be doing?" she asked as he took a sip of tea.
"The epic on-again-off-again saga of Babs and Dick is off again," Roy sighed. "We are staging an intervention to keep our favorite formerly shortpanted sidekick from an epic bout of Batmoping."
It was Donna's turn to sigh. She'd known this was coming, as had Dick. But that wasn't going to make it hurt any less because nothing about Dick, Barbara, or Dick-and-Barbara was uncomplicated.
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