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Jul. 12th, 2009
Alternative title: If dicks could talk.
Yeah. I went there.
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ffviii_100 prompt No.36: Anthropomorphism.
Title: Rise and Shine
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
( Once upon a midnight dreary. )
Yeah. I went there.
Written for
ffviii_100 prompt No.36: Anthropomorphism.Title: Rise and Shine
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
( Once upon a midnight dreary. )
Alternative title: If dicks could talk.
Yeah. I went there.
Written forffviii_100 prompt No.36: Anthropomorphism.
Title: Rise and Shine
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
( Once upon a midnight dreary. )
Yeah. I went there.
Written for
ffviii_100 prompt No.36: Anthropomorphism.Title: Rise and Shine
Pairing: Seifer/Squall
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
( Once upon a midnight dreary. )
Transfiguration makes me happy XD
Jul. 12th, 2009 03:09 amSnippet from Transfiguration (btw Tekko this title has been growing on me):
This is wrong because it's an abomination in the face of everything he's ever been taught, everything he's ever believed in. Yet Spock knows—with crystalized certainty, with a humbling fear—that he has never been more sure about anything as he's sure about this, in all the years God has given him on earth.
"Kiss me," he breathes against Jim's lips, eyes closing. "Please."
This is wrong because it's an abomination in the face of everything he's ever been taught, everything he's ever believed in. Yet Spock knows—with crystalized certainty, with a humbling fear—that he has never been more sure about anything as he's sure about this, in all the years God has given him on earth.
"Kiss me," he breathes against Jim's lips, eyes closing. "Please."
Transfiguration makes me happy XD
Jul. 12th, 2009 03:09 amSnippet from Transfiguration (btw Tekko this title has been growing on me):
This is wrong because it's an abomination in the face of everything he's ever been taught, everything he's ever believed in. Yet Spock knows—with crystalized certainty, with a humbling fear—that he has never been more sure about anything as he's sure about this, in all the years God has given him on earth.
"Kiss me," he breathes against Jim's lips, eyes closing. "Please."
This is wrong because it's an abomination in the face of everything he's ever been taught, everything he's ever believed in. Yet Spock knows—with crystalized certainty, with a humbling fear—that he has never been more sure about anything as he's sure about this, in all the years God has given him on earth.
"Kiss me," he breathes against Jim's lips, eyes closing. "Please."