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Feeling not-so-great yesterday, I wrote some angsty A/C (well, the pairing is only hinted) fics. I wonder what's wrong with me with the whole Good Omens fandom. I'm not an angst fan, but every GO fic I've written so far (posted on the Net or not) has been a little angsty.
Anyway, I like the second fic more. The first one's a bit... clumsy?
Follow the fake cuts.
( White Horizon )
( Amour Et La Morte )
Oh how I love (The Real) Tuesday Weld. You have no idea what he (well, they, but more like he) does to me. I never would've thought I'd like this kind of music, but I do. If you're interested, you can watch their The Ugly And The Beautiful video here. It's a pretty song, but they have some other songs that are even more beautiful. Especially Amour Et La Morte, which is actually pretty much their only song that one can sing along with. And their style reminds me of Glen Duncan's writing style. But then, Duncan and Stephen Coates are childhood friends.
I feel there's something more I wanted to say. Well, thanks to everyone for your condolences and all. I honestly appreciate them. My granddad was really old, so we all kinda saw it coming, even without the stroke. But I still feel lousy for never really talking to him properly. And I fear the funerals. I don't really even know why. I haven't cried yet, I know it'll come at the funerals.
It's weird. I don't have any grandparents left now.
Anyway, I like the second fic more. The first one's a bit... clumsy?
Follow the fake cuts.
( White Horizon )
( Amour Et La Morte )
Oh how I love (The Real) Tuesday Weld. You have no idea what he (well, they, but more like he) does to me. I never would've thought I'd like this kind of music, but I do. If you're interested, you can watch their The Ugly And The Beautiful video here. It's a pretty song, but they have some other songs that are even more beautiful. Especially Amour Et La Morte, which is actually pretty much their only song that one can sing along with. And their style reminds me of Glen Duncan's writing style. But then, Duncan and Stephen Coates are childhood friends.
I feel there's something more I wanted to say. Well, thanks to everyone for your condolences and all. I honestly appreciate them. My granddad was really old, so we all kinda saw it coming, even without the stroke. But I still feel lousy for never really talking to him properly. And I fear the funerals. I don't really even know why. I haven't cried yet, I know it'll come at the funerals.
It's weird. I don't have any grandparents left now.