THE ANGST POST. 9 angst-ridden ficlets, with pain, misery, misunderstandings, bad ideas, hatesex, apathysex, you name it. I’ve only done this to people who I figured wouldn’t mind; if you do then let me know and I’ll re-write it cheerfully. Happyfluff (and completely insane crack) people will get their own post ;) (And I know there are a few
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It’s been a tough few months, tough couple of years, there’s nowhere left to go now. summed it all up perfectly. You are brilliant. And Sara Bareilles! *g*
Have you heard "Undertow"? That one reminds me of Cameron.
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I haven't heard Undertow yet; I'm trying to find something pretty to do with "The Artist" at the moment (that song is too beautiful to exist.)
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HUGS!
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There's an episode airing on my birthday itself, which is always nice :D
(And I've already started writing my tie in to "Finding Judas", so it should be up fairly soon. I just have to see the damn episode...)
Have a nice day!
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Have a lovely supper :D
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Coming home to find fic from you on my f-list is becoming a true pleasure, because I just love your style of writing.
Lol, Fi.
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“I’ve been in love with you before,” Jack says, because drinking makes him eloquent, “And it made me dead. Seventy-three times, if memory serves. Which it might not, because repeatedly killing yourself kinda scrambles your memories.”
*cries*
Jack/Mal??
when the other man turns slightly to look at Jack, he’s ready with a carefully calculated half-smile. Seduction by numbers.
*hugs Mal* *melts*
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Thanks for reading anyway ;)
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