Gossip Girl Fic: leaving your leather boots

[fated_addiction]

leaving your leather boots
god, he shudders to think - the world surviving on diet coke. in the event of nuclear holocausts, world famine, and mass insanity, chuck bass is still not fox mulder. gossip girl. chuck/serena. general spoilers: apocalypse!fic. 1929 words, r.

note: this is really not my fault. i blame whatever special sauce was in the

Comments

[enots]

So happy right now. You wrote Chuck. Chuck.

They're kindof hot, I think - or you're just that persuasive *grins*

[fated_addiction]

Chuck, Chuck, Chuck. It's the Red Bull.

*grins* ♥

[navras_rheya]

Best. GG. Fic. Ever

Fucking love it. All the NYC names made me swoon.

[fated_addiction]

Thank you! *laughs* I'm glad my insanity kind of works.

[fated_addiction]

I LOVE YOU TOO. IT'S NOT GOING ANYWHERE.

PS: I'M SAVING YOUR WM FIC FOR AFTER I FILL MYSELF UP WITH FOOD. 'CAUSE I'M HUNGRY.

[fated_addiction]

*laughs* I imagine Blair was taking over the government and bringing peace by defeating the legions of zombie armies. Or something.

I'm so glad you enjoyed it! I drank too much last night, lol.

♥ ♥ ♥

[savepureness]

OK. So, this? I really liked. I still need to make my mind in respect of the pairing; this means, um, read the piece for three more times, ofc.

[fated_addiction]

*laughs* ♥!

I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[asweetdownfall]

DUDE. Break my heart, why don't you.

I love your Chuck. He's sexy. -smirks- That said..write more apoca!fic? Por favor?

[fated_addiction]

Ha. I'll see if I can - but I'm glad you enjoyed it.