Meep.
I am sitting here writing the final part of domfangirl's Linc/Veronica fic (Candy, I promise it's almost done, for realz!) but I'm listening to "Just like Heaven" and "Pictures of You" by The Cure and talking to some bad influences via email and my fingers want to write dirty RPF ficlets set in NYC.
Dear universe, please give me a TARDIS, so that I may do both these things. Thank you.
Click to viewDear universe, please give me a TARDIS, so that I may do both these things. Thank you.