Hee! Yes. I was trying for, and prolly failing miserably, the beautiful way you write. The way you can spin me *one* way and then come right up with something different.
Don't mind if I sneak inside your brain, do you? I wanna know how it works!
:D
Thank you for reading and commenting and supporting. Always.
...he simply sat in his chair and let the agony compete with the hunger for his attention
Essential Angel. Nobody does it like you. Just gorgeous. And for the record: Buffy-in-a-box is just so much more intriguing than Darla, especially in your hands.
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I'm so happy you enjoyed this fic. I've had some misgivings about it, so I appreciate the comment more than you know.
**hugshugs**
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damn. That's just.. chilling and agonizing and so rawly beautiful
*holds chest*
ow
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*clings*
**hugshugshugs**
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*breathes* Whoa...that was gorgeous. Dark and rich. Sharp and painful. And, yet...so beautiful. Wow...
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Thank you for reading and commenting.
**twirls you**
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Was waiting for the vamp!Buffy or maybe dead!Buffy...
Drugged and lost in his dreams and Buffy not quite what she should be and...
There was no innocence to be lost here.
*pets them*
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Don't mind if I sneak inside your brain, do you? I wanna know how it works!
:D
Thank you for reading and commenting and supporting. Always.
*adores*
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*smooshes you*
Thank you, bay-bee.
And no no! You did good. Goooooooood.
:)
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Essential Angel. Nobody does it like you. Just gorgeous. And for the record: Buffy-in-a-box is just so much more intriguing than Darla, especially in your hands.
:::worships you shamelessly:::
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Thank you for holding my hand while I wrote this. Your support and friendship and luff is more than I deserve. But I'm not giving it back!
Mine! Mine!
:D
**dances with you**
*smooch*
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