Give me one of my own stories, and a time stamp sometime in the future after the end of the story, or sometime in the past before the story started, and I'll write you at least a hundred words of what happened then, whether it's five minutes before the story started or ten years in the future.Dude, you
know that people pick "five minutes after" for those fucking fade-to-black fics. Fandom is ravenous for Sex.
Anyway, if you need help finding fic, I suggest you use
this tag.
I'm in the middle of another fic as well. Two, actually, but I'm actively working on a romantic comedy. So not kidding. I have sunk to new lows. But... it'll probably have sex, so will you guys complain? Of course not. Ya'll are sluts, yo.
Also, ignore Chris. She's a dork. *throws a rock at Chris* We have a weird idea that we're probably not gonna do because it is so Batshit Crazy. Like, even more than the whole "find Andy in the
National Enquirer" crazy.
I leave you with this thought: One of the coolest lyrics
ever has got to be from Meat Loaf's "Paradise By the Dashboard Light".
And we were glowin' like the metal on the edge of a knife. Meat Loaf is awesome, dude. *will upload muzaks soon if anyone is interested in some spam?*
-Luce (AKA: not!
chi1013)