i know these fics like the back of my chang (weekly comment fic battle)

[treblebeth]

Congratulations to our winner, greta_garbo! Judge liz_marcs said, "In the end, I'm going with "Intermediate Modern Chivarly" by greta_garbo, because in a mere 500 words, greta_garbo managed to cover funny, sweet, and bittersweet. And although the characters she uses are the D&D alternates for the Greendale 7, in this one especially you can see the Greendale characters peeking through their

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[treblebeth]

QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, GIFS

[crittab]

Heeeey, purposely choosing a weird line so I can do a Jeff character study. Don't mind me.

Here I am and I stand so tallEver since I was a kid I wanted to be invisible. It wasn’t because I didn’t ‘look’ right or say the right things, it was because no matter how people perceived me, I always felt completely and utterly worthless. I’d been abused, neglected and abandoned by my father, and watched as my mother cried over the man who tore our family to shreds

[crittab]

And one more, for the giggles. I feel like this may need an NC17 companion piece.

You're on to me, on to me and all over me“Come alone?” Her voice entered Jeff’s consciousness like a bucket of cold water being poured over his head, a sudden rush of nerves awakening at once. He turned to her and blinked once or twice to capture the full image: a red dress, tall heels, hair pulled away from her face but left down in full waves, red lips so simple and sensual that it made him momentarily lose his response in his throat

[greta_garbo]

I mean, if you wanted to do that smutty follow-up, you totally should... ;)

[lilypad45]

Echoing this sentiment!

[greta_garbo]

This is so great. I love Jeff yelling at Leonard on the television the way my dad yells at football players on Sundays.

[lilypad45]

This was such a cute and original concept for a story! Really well done, especially with the characterization of everyone.

I literally LOLed at "Pre-emptive bite me"

[oneofthemuses]

Independent Study in Grief and Loss
A/N: I can't stop writing angst, I don't know why. I'm sorry. This song just made me sad. Rated G. WARNING: Implied character death.

I still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone
You hold me without touch
You keep me without chains

"Okay, Britta, I have to go... No, no, I promise, I'll be there tonight. I promise!" Annie laughs into the phone as she hears Britta's attempt to not wheedle fail spectacularly. "I have the babysitter booked, it's all a go." She leans tiredly against the door, her fingers still holding the keys firmly in the unlocked door. "Britta, seriously, I will be there. I know I haven't... Been great about showing up lately, but." She listens quietly, nodding to herself. "I know. And thank you. Okay." She straightens her spine determinedly even as her tone shifts into one that's far more formidable. "I have to go. I'll see you tonight. Okay, yeah, bye

[greta_garbo]

Holy angst, Batman!

[oneofthemuses]

I knooooooooooow! I listened to the song on repeat and it just made me think of angst!

[lilypad45]

Ahhhh! This was so sad, but so so so good.

I like that it was angst, but subtle angst, which is so hard to write well. I like that it's not the big dramatic/traumatic moment that you've focused on, but life in its aftermath. I think you did a really good job capturing how life does go on, and it looks normal but never really feels normal, and how sometimes there are just moments that will still absolutely dropkick you.

Ugh.

Amazing.

Now I need to go find some Kleenex., and maybe hug my cat a little.