I haven't read a second person story since, like, those choose your own adventure things! But this was wonderful and so moving and visceral and real. OH MY HEART. MY ACHING HEART. SUNDAYS ARE FOR US. I just. Want.
I spent the entire fic copying lines into a Notepad document and then I realized it was rather lengthy. But here were my two favourites:
“Mary.” You have yet to master saying her name as if it’s any other word. Perhaps you should start practicing. Cauliflower. Boat. Yesterday. Mary.
In a way, nearly dying – the bits of death still hanging around in your lungs and limbs – has made you feel so much more awake.
Now: vampire threesome fic with lovely beaded flapper dresses y/y?
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I spent the entire fic copying lines into a Notepad document and then I realized it was rather lengthy. But here were my two favourites:
“Mary.” You have yet to master saying her name as if it’s any other word. Perhaps you should start practicing. Cauliflower. Boat. Yesterday. Mary.
In a way, nearly dying – the bits of death still hanging around in your lungs and limbs – has made you feel so much more awake.
Now: vampire threesome fic with lovely beaded flapper dresses y/y?