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princessofgeeksOkay everyone. Everyone must know this.
Chapter 15 of Lovers, Or English is a Damn Funny Language by basingstoke is the best and most amazing thing I have read in this fandom so far hands down and you all must go and read the whole entire thing and report back right here with your comments and squee.
I will wait.
Also I sat down in my living room with popcorn and bourbon and my friend D and watched Ep 4,5, and 6 today and had all the feelings.
Also I have now written 6,600 words of orgy porn for HR even though I was pretty sure I would not but I woke up yesterday with the movie playing in my brain the characters talking to me so we will be popping champagne all over Quebec because I am about to post the first fanfic I have written in nine years even though I was sure these gorgeous boys were too young and out of my generation and that I couldn't grok them but apparently my id said otherwise.
Yay for my id.
The story is really unlike anything anyone wants to read or write in this fandom but that's okay if no one reads it except my friends here who have borne with me since 2002.
Is okay. I am happy like Ilya in the morning at the cottage when Shane brought him coffee and a blanket and only barely wrinkled up his nose like an angry kitten at the cigarette.
I am gone. That is all. Now I die happy. Okay, that's maybe the bourbon.
Chapter 15 of Lovers, Or English is a Damn Funny Language by basingstoke is the best and most amazing thing I have read in this fandom so far hands down and you all must go and read the whole entire thing and report back right here with your comments and squee.
I will wait.
Also I sat down in my living room with popcorn and bourbon and my friend D and watched Ep 4,5, and 6 today and had all the feelings.
Also I have now written 6,600 words of orgy porn for HR even though I was pretty sure I would not but I woke up yesterday with the movie playing in my brain the characters talking to me so we will be popping champagne all over Quebec because I am about to post the first fanfic I have written in nine years even though I was sure these gorgeous boys were too young and out of my generation and that I couldn't grok them but apparently my id said otherwise.
Yay for my id.
The story is really unlike anything anyone wants to read or write in this fandom but that's okay if no one reads it except my friends here who have borne with me since 2002.
Is okay. I am happy like Ilya in the morning at the cottage when Shane brought him coffee and a blanket and only barely wrinkled up his nose like an angry kitten at the cigarette.
I am gone. That is all. Now I die happy. Okay, that's maybe the bourbon.
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Date: 2026-02-07 01:33 am (UTC)My squee is visible from space.
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Date: 2026-02-07 02:50 pm (UTC)I've read that chapter earlier today on a train and I had to work very hard to contain my squee and not to freak out a carriage-load of strangers.
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Date: 2026-02-07 07:48 pm (UTC)I have read so many utterly fantastic well written stories in this fandom already omg. What an embarrassment of riches.
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