“You know, some time tonight we’re gonna have a conversation both of us understand,” Hahaha!
staring into the wine-dark sea of her glass. Um, you just made that tossed-off of a Homer reference? I love you!
Hmm, less than one. Fair enough; that was Dawn for you. *loves Dawn*
I lovelovelove your take on the Immortal, with the self-perpetuating popularity and the idea that mass media actually could be good for something...fabulous.
As Buffy said when they finally got home: “I guess there are some things Angel does care more about than us being together...” Hahaha!
“You can tell me I fucked up my life, that I fucked up your life, that I sold out, that I’m doing nothing to change anything, but don’t you dare call me stupid.” Oh, that's my girl.
ANGEL SAYS SPUFFY “NOT A MISTAKE” Okay, first off, I'm tickled to death that you managed to work the word "Spuffy" into this fic (I've always hated it, but it's so at home here!), and second, re: Angel: Aw!
But when she’d actually returned, she’d dragged him down and told him, in an oddly-excited sort of voice, that kitchen-sex was no longer going to happen.
Bouncy bed-sex, on the other hand, had been required immediately. That's awesome.
Spike had to resist the old urge to remind the room Ben is Glory. Actually, I've changed my mind. This might be the greatest line ever.
Those last two paragraphs pretty much owned my soul. I love this. It's definitely the most unique take on their relationship and the nature of their universe that I've read in a really long time. Good for you, creating something so fresh!
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2009-10-05 18:38 (UTC)staring into the wine-dark sea of her glass. Um, you just made that tossed-off of a Homer reference? I love you!
Hmm, less than one. Fair enough; that was Dawn for you. *loves Dawn*
I lovelovelove your take on the Immortal, with the self-perpetuating popularity and the idea that mass media actually could be good for something...fabulous.
As Buffy said when they finally got home: “I guess there are some things Angel does care more about than us being together...” Hahaha!
“You can tell me I fucked up my life, that I fucked up your life, that I sold out, that I’m doing nothing to change anything, but don’t you dare call me stupid.” Oh, that's my girl.
ANGEL SAYS SPUFFY “NOT A MISTAKE” Okay, first off, I'm tickled to death that you managed to work the word "Spuffy" into this fic (I've always hated it, but it's so at home here!), and second, re: Angel: Aw!
But when she’d actually returned, she’d dragged him down and told him, in an oddly-excited sort of voice, that kitchen-sex was no longer going to happen.
Bouncy bed-sex, on the other hand, had been required immediately. That's awesome.
Spike had to resist the old urge to remind the room Ben is Glory. Actually, I've changed my mind. This might be the greatest line ever.
Those last two paragraphs pretty much owned my soul. I love this. It's definitely the most unique take on their relationship and the nature of their universe that I've read in a really long time. Good for you, creating something so fresh!