[PART TEN]

[oresteia]

Part 10 is open and prompts from 1-4 can be re-posted here if they were not filled.

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Comments

[GEN] Eduardo/Mark; Chris/Dustin; Alice/Christy; any canon pairing

[anonymous]

(856): Ran into him today. He apologized via facebook. sometimes I hate our generation

Re: [GEN] Eduardo/Mark; Chris/Dustin; Alice/Christy; any canon pairing

[anonymous]

lol i'd looove to see the 319 as chris/dustin

Re: [GEN] Eduardo/Mark; Chris/Dustin; Alice/Christy; any canon pairing

[anonymous]

<3

- OP

Re: [GEN] Eduardo/Mark; Chris/Dustin; Alice/Christy; any canon pairing

[anonymous]

LOL HAHAHA I can totally imagine Dustin yelling both the 571s at Eduardo.

And I can definitely see Eduardo saying 510, 559, 312 and 319 to Mark.

And of course Mark would be use 310 at some point.

Awww I really love this prompt. Most of these tfln posts could be strung together so well! Somebody needs to write this. :(

Re: [GEN] Eduardo/Mark; Chris/Dustin; Alice/Christy; any canon pairing

[reject36]

If someone doesn't write 559 there is something wrong with the world.

Re: Fill: (Guess I’m Wishing My Life Away) These Things I’ll Never Say [2/2]

[skyearth85]

argh!!!! poor Chris ç_ç

Re: Fill: (Guess I’m Wishing My Life Away) These Things I’ll Never Say [2/2]

[anonymous]

Oh poor Chris :'( It's okay sweetie, you'll get over it someday.

Re: Fill: (Guess I’m Wishing My Life Away) These Things I’ll Never Say [2/2]

[xbriyeon]

ohh chris, always the responsible babysitter. who is unrequited this time D:

Re: Fill: (Guess I’m Wishing My Life Away) These Things I’ll Never Say [2/2]

[obviouslytomark]

I loved this

The ending kills me, but it really sells it as far as the realism. Also, fics only rarely make me laugh out loud but for some reason this line got me "-tricky situations that occasionally end with black eyes and Eduardo whispering in Mark’s ear, “You can’t say that, Mark.”

Just imagining a distressed Eduardo trying to explain how being a human/society works to Mark