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Dear Yuletide/Dear Sickness/Dear God etc
SO MANY THINGS ♥
Dear Yuletide writer:
I am massively late at this, but here I am anyway! Uh, congratulations on picking a complete nutcase for your assignment? :D I SHALL TRY AND MAKE THIS AS PAINLESS AS POSSIBLE.
I'm really laid back about fics - I read almost anything, and there isn't a squick I can think of that rubs the wrong way with me. The only thing I can think of saying outside of the load of madness that went in my request is that I like fics that operate in the general world of the universe in question - small canon details slipped in or side characters making contextual apperances make me roll around on the floor like a happy puppy. I really don't mind if you blow most of the request to kingdom come: EXCITING IS THE KNOWLEDGE THAT I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHAT WILL BE COMING IN THE NEXT FEW MONTHS.
Wow, capslock. ♥
Dear Sickness,
Please go muck yourself in the head. With a bat.
Dear Self,
Please to be actually writing now before your brain implodes and Yuletide crawls all over you like a... a... a hive of ants, a hive of angry ants, a hive of angry killer ants.
Dear Yuletide writer:
I am massively late at this, but here I am anyway! Uh, congratulations on picking a complete nutcase for your assignment? :D I SHALL TRY AND MAKE THIS AS PAINLESS AS POSSIBLE.
I'm really laid back about fics - I read almost anything, and there isn't a squick I can think of that rubs the wrong way with me. The only thing I can think of saying outside of the load of madness that went in my request is that I like fics that operate in the general world of the universe in question - small canon details slipped in or side characters making contextual apperances make me roll around on the floor like a happy puppy. I really don't mind if you blow most of the request to kingdom come: EXCITING IS THE KNOWLEDGE THAT I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT WHAT WILL BE COMING IN THE NEXT FEW MONTHS.
Wow, capslock. ♥
Dear Sickness,
Please go muck yourself in the head. With a bat.
Dear Self,
Please to be actually writing now before your brain implodes and Yuletide crawls all over you like a... a... a hive of ants, a hive of angry ants, a hive of angry killer ants.