I still wanna see it >.> Like bad. I'm in a fluff-needing mood tonight.
As in the only thing cooperating very much with me right now is pretty much outright Jeb angst. That's like 3000 words long and I've been working on it for at least a year.
It involves bondage :B And creative misuse of Angel's shapeshifting powers. (And I'm debating whether or not to end it in an angsty Jeb/Roland sort of ending.)
I'm basically the world's slowest fucking lemon writer ever ._.
*squints* *fails at timelining* Elsa turns two sometime after MAX, so during STW she's, like... what, 22 months old? Not quite two.
Well, I have to preface all that with the fact that the entire fic is pretty much Angel topping the hell out of Jeb ._. And yes. She's like eighteen or nineteen.
Fuckloads of people have been all wtf at me when I mentioned it. For ages. To give you an idea of how long I've been working on it... I'm pretty sure I'd been working on it for a while when MX first went up. And it's still not done x.x
Dude... right now... well, one, it's probably better than you think it is, and two, I cannot fucking tell the difference right now >< As long as it's fluff, it's good.
There are multiple chapters of RC I don't remember writing ._. Or that I barely remember. (Chapter nine... I remember where the depression meatloaf [or, uh, whatever] came from, as well as the abysmal tuna casserole, but I don't remember writing the actual chapter.)