ThumbleMiya
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blood_opal. A belated 'happy birthday!' because I love you and you are so good to me. I'm sorry it's not better than it is--I'm just unhappy with everything I write lately and it was either post this or trash it.
ThumbleMiya
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there were two young men who lived together in a little cottage at the edge of the big forest at the edge of their small town. Their names were Sho and Satoshi and they were the very best of friends. They were also very polite and very cute; so much so that the women in town—teenaged girls and their mothers and their grandmothers too—would bring them delicious food every day just for the pleasure of watching them eat. It was a charmed life, both of them very happy every day and yet…
There was something lacking.
"A baby," Sho said over breakfast one morning. "Just one would be enough."
Satoshi didn't look up from his scrambled eggs. "You could knock up the neighbors," he suggested.
Sho looked absolutely scandalized. "I could not!" he gasped in affront.
"Or I could," an unperturbed Satoshi offered.
"You'll not," Sho told him firmly. "It's rude to get somebody pregnant with no intention to marry them and much more worse to do so with every intention of giving the baby to me."
"If you shan't and I shan't then you shall have to make a wish at the enchanted wishing well," said Satoshi. "You can go today since I'm going to go fishing."
"I'll pack us both a lunch," promised Sho.
Satoshi smiled gamely. "I'm sure it will be delicious."
The forest was big and deep and dark and only the most daring entered it. Sho stood at the edge for a very long time before drawing in a deep breath and plunging in. Though the day was sunny and bright it was impossible to see the sunlight through the tall, thick trees. The forest was not silent. In the spaces between there was the constant rustling hush of unseen animals and insects. Sho was frankly terrified.
"Do it for the baby," he kept repeating to himself as he picked his way carefully along the leaf-strewn forest floor, stepping cautiously over and around the raised roots of some of the foreboding trees. "Do it for your baby."
After an unknowably long stretch of time, Sho saw a glimmer of sunlight through the trees and he found a small, bright clearing at the center of which was the magic wishing well.
Sho clutched his gold piece hard in both hands, lifting it to his forehead. "Just one," he said into the quiet of the clearing. "Just one tiny person that I can love forever and ever."
His coin made a pleasant splash-tink when he tossed it in the well.
"I don't think it worked," Sho sighed several many months later.
"It takes time to make a baby," Ohno reassured him absently.
Sho sighed again and went back to making their breakfast. He picked up an egg and rapped it soundly against the edge of the bowl of pancake mix.
"Ouch!" said the egg. A second later out tumbled a small, naked little man who landed with a splash-plink in the bowl of batter. "Ick," said the little man.
"My wish," Sho realized with dawning glee.
"I can't eat him," Ohno said with dawning realization.
"A little help here?" said the tiny man.
"Oh!"
Sho and Ohno named the new addition to their family 'ThumbleMiya'. It was supposed to be 'ThimbleMiya' since he was not much bigger than a thimble but Ohno couldn't spell for beans and Sho both thought it was a cute mistake and was also helpless against Ohno being cute in general.
"How did you get into the egg?" he asked ThumbleMiya as he helped him take a bath in an eggcup.
ThumbleMiya gave him a look that said 'do you really want to know'.
Sho decided that he really rather didn't. "Well, first things first; you can't very well go around naked," Sho said as he handed ThumbleMiya the edge of a dishtowel so that he might dry his hair.
"I very well can so," said ThumbleMiya, peeking up from under the dishcloth.
"You most certainly can NOT," said Sho.
"Don't fight him on the clothing thing," advised Ohno.
And so the tailor was called that very day.
The tailor was a smart, whip-like man named Jun. Jun wore a purple sash that said 'Seven with One Smile'. There were rhinestones and sparkly-spangles all over it and ThumbleMiya was so astonished at this person that he didn't even make a snide remark.
"Seven what?" he wanted to know.
"Never you mind," said Jun, snapping out an edge of cloth with a flourish. The cloth was very fine indeed, soft and satiny with a fine sheen to it. It was also pink and embroidered with more pink and some pink glittered flowers. "It's a gorgeous color," said Jun.
"Gay," opined ThumbleMiya.
Jun rolled his eyes, eloquent in silent expression. "It's a gorgeous color and works with you skin tones. Now," he said, brandishing his tape measure "let me get your measurements."
"You're going to need a bigger tape measure for my inseams," said ThumbleMiya.
"You wish," Jun said as he set to work.
"SO gay," said ThumbleMiya sometime later.
"Keep it up," warned Jun, "and I'll make you a fuzzy, yellow muppet suit. Don't think I won't; I've the cloth for it at my workshop."
ThumbleMiya shut his mouth with an audible snap and Sho put down his camera and went to fetch a pencil so that he might make notes for himself.
(As it happens, when ThumbleMiya's wardrobe arrived from Jun's shop there was a fuzzy, yellow suit amongst the items. It was marked as pajamas and ThumbleMiya wore them because Sho thought it was adorable.
"He looks like a fuzzy, yellow chick!" said Sho in rapture.
"He looks pissed off," observed Ohno astutely.
"I'm only wearing these for you and if you take even a single photograph of me in this getup I will lay waste to your camera with every instrument and by every last mean at my disposal," ThumbleMiya informed them.)
Time went by, as time so often does, and soon Sho could hardly remember a time before ThumbleMiya had come to them. Satoshi sometimes spoke longingly of a time when he didn't have to worry about tiny hands pinching his bottom but Sho knew him well enough to know that he didn't truly mind for they both adored their tiny ThumbleMiya and his itty-bitty clothes and his weensy small shoes and his teeny little toiletries and even the way he bitched about every large thing in the house in his teensy voice.
"I do believe it's time," mused ThumbleMiya one day as he lounged in his eggcup bathtub.
"You are getting as wrinkled as a prune," Sho agreed, picking up ThumbleMiya's towel.
ThumbleMiya accepted the towel and secured it around his hips. "Not that time," he said as he grabbed Sho's thumb to be helped from his bath. "Time for me to go out into the world and find what waits for me."
Sho nearly dropped ThumbleMiya as he fell back in shock. His bottom found the top of his chair purely by chance and he sat heavily. "Go out…?" he said dizzily. "You mean you want Satoshi and me to take you to town?" he asked hopefully after a moment. "It has been a while. We could stop by Jun's and get you some new pants!"
ThumbleMiya sighed heavily and climbed to Sho's shoulder. "Listen, Sho, you and Satoshi are the best but I sort of mean it's time for me to go out on my OWN. I'm not your baby, you know."
"But you're my ThumbleMiya," protested Sho. "You're so much better than a baby. You can play checkers and chess and use the cheese wheel as a stage when you sing."
"And that's all great," ThumbleMiya reassured him. "But I'm still not a pet."
"Think of him as a freeloader," suggested Satoshi who had been listening to the entire exchange, "one who needs to get a job and pay his fair share of the rent."
"Job?" Sho gasped, one hand hovering protectively over ThumbleMiya.
"RENT?" gasped ThumbleMiya.
"Sho can pack you a lunch," Satoshi said, handing ThumbleMiya a pair of trousers.
"Sho can pack ptomaide, you mean," muttered a very betrayed ThumbleMiya.
"I'm worried about him," Sho said. "He's all alone out there in the big, big world. And it's even bigger for ThumbleMiya!"
"It's been an hour," said Satoshi. "He's probably still in the front yard."
"He was at your gate actually," boomed a new voice.
Sho and the ceiling both shrieked as the roof was peeled away from the top of the house and a rather large face loomed in the opening. "Satoshi, duck and cover!" Sho said, tugging on Satoshi's hand.
Gamely, Satoshi crawled under the table. "Hello," he offered to the newcomer. "You've not squashed ThumbleMiya, have you? Only we'd be terribly bereaved if you have."
The large face broke into a smile that could have put the sun to shame, had he not been blocking the sun. "I haven't! I've been super careful! Right, ThumbleMiya?"
"Hullo," called ThumbleMiya, waving from the shirt pocket of the giant who was holding up their roof. "This is Aiba and I'm going to keep him."
"You can't keep a giant!" Sho protested.
"Have you found a job, then?" Satoshi wanted to know. "Because you can't keep Aiba if you haven't found a job, you know."
"Ah, but ThumbleMiya," said Aiba the giant, "I'm going to be living with Jun-chan, you know. Once I find that person he was talking about. Which reminds me," and Aiba looked back down to where Sho and Satoshi were making their way out from under their breakfast table. "Jun-chan said that somebody here was the exact same size as my brain. I've always wondered just how big my brain really is—which of you is it?"
ThumbleMiya slapped a hand over his face and then peeped out between his fingers. "This is why I'm going to be the brains of our loan-sharking business," ThumbleMiya told him. Then, "Let's just say it's Sho-chan, all right?"
"All right!" agreed Aiba.
"Loan-sharking?" said Sho.
"Sounds profitable," said Ohno.
"Oh, it will be," said ThumbleMiya, rubbing his hands together gleefully. "It will be."
And it was.
With ThumbleMiya as the brains and Aiba as the well-intentioned muscle they turned a tidy profit in a short amount of time. Enough to pay for half of the new roof that the cottage needed—Sho had tried to protest that ThumbleMiya didn't need to pay for it at all, so glad was Sho to have him home again and Satoshi had tried to make him pay for the whole thing seeing as how Aiba was ThumbleMiya's giant to begin with.
There was even enough leftover that ThumbleMiya offered to buy new suits for both Satoshi and Sho. They rung up Jun at once to have him come and make their suits for them.
"Did you know there's a baby on your doorstep?" asked Jun, holding several swaths of fabric and a pink-blanket-wrapped bundle.
"Really?" asked Sho.
"Oh, it's been nine months, hasn't it," said Satoshi.
"Get rid of it," said ThumbleMiya. "Babies cry and eat and poop and cost money."
"That's cold," said Jun.
"Jun-chan!" said Aiba, "Jun-chan let's keep it."
"Okay," said Satoshi.
"Not okay," said Sho.
"That's a good idea," said ThumbleMiya.
"That's the dumbest idea ever," said Jun, who was still holding the baby and cradling her rather close to his heart.
"We can name it 'Mao'," said Aiba.
"No."
And they all--Satoshi and Sho and ThumbleMiya, Jun and Aiba and Mao and eventually little Shunkerbell (whose story is as long as this one but can be summed up by saying 'Shunkerbell was a fairy ThumbleMiya met before he moved into the egg and who also frequented Jun's tailoring shop'), too--lived happily ever after.
blood_opal. A belated 'happy birthday!' because I love you and you are so good to me. I'm sorry it's not better than it is--I'm just unhappy with everything I write lately and it was either post this or trash it.ThumbleMiya
Once upon a time, not so very long ago, there were two young men who lived together in a little cottage at the edge of the big forest at the edge of their small town. Their names were Sho and Satoshi and they were the very best of friends. They were also very polite and very cute; so much so that the women in town—teenaged girls and their mothers and their grandmothers too—would bring them delicious food every day just for the pleasure of watching them eat. It was a charmed life, both of them very happy every day and yet…
There was something lacking.
"A baby," Sho said over breakfast one morning. "Just one would be enough."
Satoshi didn't look up from his scrambled eggs. "You could knock up the neighbors," he suggested.
Sho looked absolutely scandalized. "I could not!" he gasped in affront.
"Or I could," an unperturbed Satoshi offered.
"You'll not," Sho told him firmly. "It's rude to get somebody pregnant with no intention to marry them and much more worse to do so with every intention of giving the baby to me."
"If you shan't and I shan't then you shall have to make a wish at the enchanted wishing well," said Satoshi. "You can go today since I'm going to go fishing."
"I'll pack us both a lunch," promised Sho.
Satoshi smiled gamely. "I'm sure it will be delicious."
The forest was big and deep and dark and only the most daring entered it. Sho stood at the edge for a very long time before drawing in a deep breath and plunging in. Though the day was sunny and bright it was impossible to see the sunlight through the tall, thick trees. The forest was not silent. In the spaces between there was the constant rustling hush of unseen animals and insects. Sho was frankly terrified.
"Do it for the baby," he kept repeating to himself as he picked his way carefully along the leaf-strewn forest floor, stepping cautiously over and around the raised roots of some of the foreboding trees. "Do it for your baby."
After an unknowably long stretch of time, Sho saw a glimmer of sunlight through the trees and he found a small, bright clearing at the center of which was the magic wishing well.
Sho clutched his gold piece hard in both hands, lifting it to his forehead. "Just one," he said into the quiet of the clearing. "Just one tiny person that I can love forever and ever."
His coin made a pleasant splash-tink when he tossed it in the well.
"I don't think it worked," Sho sighed several many months later.
"It takes time to make a baby," Ohno reassured him absently.
Sho sighed again and went back to making their breakfast. He picked up an egg and rapped it soundly against the edge of the bowl of pancake mix.
"Ouch!" said the egg. A second later out tumbled a small, naked little man who landed with a splash-plink in the bowl of batter. "Ick," said the little man.
"My wish," Sho realized with dawning glee.
"I can't eat him," Ohno said with dawning realization.
"A little help here?" said the tiny man.
"Oh!"
Sho and Ohno named the new addition to their family 'ThumbleMiya'. It was supposed to be 'ThimbleMiya' since he was not much bigger than a thimble but Ohno couldn't spell for beans and Sho both thought it was a cute mistake and was also helpless against Ohno being cute in general.
"How did you get into the egg?" he asked ThumbleMiya as he helped him take a bath in an eggcup.
ThumbleMiya gave him a look that said 'do you really want to know'.
Sho decided that he really rather didn't. "Well, first things first; you can't very well go around naked," Sho said as he handed ThumbleMiya the edge of a dishtowel so that he might dry his hair.
"I very well can so," said ThumbleMiya, peeking up from under the dishcloth.
"You most certainly can NOT," said Sho.
"Don't fight him on the clothing thing," advised Ohno.
And so the tailor was called that very day.
The tailor was a smart, whip-like man named Jun. Jun wore a purple sash that said 'Seven with One Smile'. There were rhinestones and sparkly-spangles all over it and ThumbleMiya was so astonished at this person that he didn't even make a snide remark.
"Seven what?" he wanted to know.
"Never you mind," said Jun, snapping out an edge of cloth with a flourish. The cloth was very fine indeed, soft and satiny with a fine sheen to it. It was also pink and embroidered with more pink and some pink glittered flowers. "It's a gorgeous color," said Jun.
"Gay," opined ThumbleMiya.
Jun rolled his eyes, eloquent in silent expression. "It's a gorgeous color and works with you skin tones. Now," he said, brandishing his tape measure "let me get your measurements."
"You're going to need a bigger tape measure for my inseams," said ThumbleMiya.
"You wish," Jun said as he set to work.
"SO gay," said ThumbleMiya sometime later.
"Keep it up," warned Jun, "and I'll make you a fuzzy, yellow muppet suit. Don't think I won't; I've the cloth for it at my workshop."
ThumbleMiya shut his mouth with an audible snap and Sho put down his camera and went to fetch a pencil so that he might make notes for himself.
(As it happens, when ThumbleMiya's wardrobe arrived from Jun's shop there was a fuzzy, yellow suit amongst the items. It was marked as pajamas and ThumbleMiya wore them because Sho thought it was adorable.
"He looks like a fuzzy, yellow chick!" said Sho in rapture.
"He looks pissed off," observed Ohno astutely.
"I'm only wearing these for you and if you take even a single photograph of me in this getup I will lay waste to your camera with every instrument and by every last mean at my disposal," ThumbleMiya informed them.)
Time went by, as time so often does, and soon Sho could hardly remember a time before ThumbleMiya had come to them. Satoshi sometimes spoke longingly of a time when he didn't have to worry about tiny hands pinching his bottom but Sho knew him well enough to know that he didn't truly mind for they both adored their tiny ThumbleMiya and his itty-bitty clothes and his weensy small shoes and his teeny little toiletries and even the way he bitched about every large thing in the house in his teensy voice.
"I do believe it's time," mused ThumbleMiya one day as he lounged in his eggcup bathtub.
"You are getting as wrinkled as a prune," Sho agreed, picking up ThumbleMiya's towel.
ThumbleMiya accepted the towel and secured it around his hips. "Not that time," he said as he grabbed Sho's thumb to be helped from his bath. "Time for me to go out into the world and find what waits for me."
Sho nearly dropped ThumbleMiya as he fell back in shock. His bottom found the top of his chair purely by chance and he sat heavily. "Go out…?" he said dizzily. "You mean you want Satoshi and me to take you to town?" he asked hopefully after a moment. "It has been a while. We could stop by Jun's and get you some new pants!"
ThumbleMiya sighed heavily and climbed to Sho's shoulder. "Listen, Sho, you and Satoshi are the best but I sort of mean it's time for me to go out on my OWN. I'm not your baby, you know."
"But you're my ThumbleMiya," protested Sho. "You're so much better than a baby. You can play checkers and chess and use the cheese wheel as a stage when you sing."
"And that's all great," ThumbleMiya reassured him. "But I'm still not a pet."
"Think of him as a freeloader," suggested Satoshi who had been listening to the entire exchange, "one who needs to get a job and pay his fair share of the rent."
"Job?" Sho gasped, one hand hovering protectively over ThumbleMiya.
"RENT?" gasped ThumbleMiya.
"Sho can pack you a lunch," Satoshi said, handing ThumbleMiya a pair of trousers.
"Sho can pack ptomaide, you mean," muttered a very betrayed ThumbleMiya.
"I'm worried about him," Sho said. "He's all alone out there in the big, big world. And it's even bigger for ThumbleMiya!"
"It's been an hour," said Satoshi. "He's probably still in the front yard."
"He was at your gate actually," boomed a new voice.
Sho and the ceiling both shrieked as the roof was peeled away from the top of the house and a rather large face loomed in the opening. "Satoshi, duck and cover!" Sho said, tugging on Satoshi's hand.
Gamely, Satoshi crawled under the table. "Hello," he offered to the newcomer. "You've not squashed ThumbleMiya, have you? Only we'd be terribly bereaved if you have."
The large face broke into a smile that could have put the sun to shame, had he not been blocking the sun. "I haven't! I've been super careful! Right, ThumbleMiya?"
"Hullo," called ThumbleMiya, waving from the shirt pocket of the giant who was holding up their roof. "This is Aiba and I'm going to keep him."
"You can't keep a giant!" Sho protested.
"Have you found a job, then?" Satoshi wanted to know. "Because you can't keep Aiba if you haven't found a job, you know."
"Ah, but ThumbleMiya," said Aiba the giant, "I'm going to be living with Jun-chan, you know. Once I find that person he was talking about. Which reminds me," and Aiba looked back down to where Sho and Satoshi were making their way out from under their breakfast table. "Jun-chan said that somebody here was the exact same size as my brain. I've always wondered just how big my brain really is—which of you is it?"
ThumbleMiya slapped a hand over his face and then peeped out between his fingers. "This is why I'm going to be the brains of our loan-sharking business," ThumbleMiya told him. Then, "Let's just say it's Sho-chan, all right?"
"All right!" agreed Aiba.
"Loan-sharking?" said Sho.
"Sounds profitable," said Ohno.
"Oh, it will be," said ThumbleMiya, rubbing his hands together gleefully. "It will be."
And it was.
With ThumbleMiya as the brains and Aiba as the well-intentioned muscle they turned a tidy profit in a short amount of time. Enough to pay for half of the new roof that the cottage needed—Sho had tried to protest that ThumbleMiya didn't need to pay for it at all, so glad was Sho to have him home again and Satoshi had tried to make him pay for the whole thing seeing as how Aiba was ThumbleMiya's giant to begin with.
There was even enough leftover that ThumbleMiya offered to buy new suits for both Satoshi and Sho. They rung up Jun at once to have him come and make their suits for them.
"Did you know there's a baby on your doorstep?" asked Jun, holding several swaths of fabric and a pink-blanket-wrapped bundle.
"Really?" asked Sho.
"Oh, it's been nine months, hasn't it," said Satoshi.
"Get rid of it," said ThumbleMiya. "Babies cry and eat and poop and cost money."
"That's cold," said Jun.
"Jun-chan!" said Aiba, "Jun-chan let's keep it."
"Okay," said Satoshi.
"Not okay," said Sho.
"That's a good idea," said ThumbleMiya.
"That's the dumbest idea ever," said Jun, who was still holding the baby and cradling her rather close to his heart.
"We can name it 'Mao'," said Aiba.
"No."
And they all--Satoshi and Sho and ThumbleMiya, Jun and Aiba and Mao and eventually little Shunkerbell (whose story is as long as this one but can be summed up by saying 'Shunkerbell was a fairy ThumbleMiya met before he moved into the egg and who also frequented Jun's tailoring shop'), too--lived happily ever after.
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Date: 2009-11-06 06:24 pm (UTC)The only thing that made me sad? Was I wanted some fairy prince (though I guess Jun is close?) to come whisk Nino away on his bumblebee.
Oh Thumbelina. <3 OH BARRY MANILOW'S MUSIC LOLOLOL
I'm supposed to be lurking now so I can catch up with life *and* fandom ^^;;
Date: 2009-11-06 07:02 pm (UTC)I love this. And because I love Nino costume!fail, I actually squealed (I can't even pretend it was the nominally better squee) when you got to the muppet suit, which was one of the most hilariously wrong things of all time&hearts
Also, "a little help here" and "Don't fight him on the clothing thing" completely cracked me up ^_^
*slinks off to lurk some more*
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Date: 2009-11-06 07:30 pm (UTC)ladfkjh I wanted to print this story out and mark it up with pink sparkly pen to show you how almost every word of it is completely delightful, so ... I did. Kind of.
font loves circe's story: a visual representation.
And it's frustrating, because without shrinking the text to the point of illegibility, I can't circle all the things I love, the splash-tink of the coin rhyming with the splash-plink of Nino, Sho wanting just one tiny person to love forever, and being so brave in the forest. Nino being perfect because he can dance on the cheese wheel. The entire parenthetical section. "You can't keep Aiba if you haven't found a job." I love that Nino wasn't even Sho's wish! "Oh, it's been nine months, hasn't it?" HAPPY.
It's a good story. <333 Thank you!
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Date: 2010-01-05 09:18 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-06 07:34 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-06 07:51 pm (UTC)I love this so much. Tiny!Nino and Tailor!Jun and Aiba the giant and Yama pair living together. And Shunkerbell. I just want to take this fic and SQUISH IT. *_______*
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Date: 2009-11-06 08:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-06 08:48 pm (UTC)I love your brain.
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Date: 2009-11-06 09:00 pm (UTC)This is the best fairy-tale/J&A crossover I have ever read. I loved your turn of phrase and the visuals were fantastic. The thought of teensy Nino in a fluffy yellow set of pajamas has to be one of the cutest things ever.
This was really well done. Thank you!
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Date: 2009-11-07 12:39 am (UTC)You know I'd forgotten about the muppet suit, really I had. A shame really since I giggle every time I see them in those things.
Oh how much do I love that Ohno calls thumblemiya a freeloader. A lot!
And you have Shunkerbell and Mao and just jfaio[slgdjxvzmci ol!
My love, you have it.
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Date: 2009-11-07 12:58 am (UTC)JDKFJFL;;DJFDL;JDK. Just. Circe, I swear your fic is going to kill me with happiness one day. Not going to lie, this is pretty much my favourite EVER. AUGH, THE CUTE.
SHUNKERBELL.
SHUNKERBELL.
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Date: 2009-11-07 03:06 am (UTC)and you put shunkerbell too!!!! kyaa~
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Date: 2009-11-07 03:40 pm (UTC)GOLD I SAY.
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Date: 2009-11-08 12:16 am (UTC)Except I totally can ;;
♥!!
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Date: 2009-11-08 11:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-11-09 01:58 am (UTC)...I have no words here have some hearts instead:
ok so
Date: 2015-08-01 09:39 am (UTC)This fic is so good, so funny, and so perfect, and i just can't. It's just as good as I remember, maybe even better. Sigh
Bookmarking this time.
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