I’m calling this a short one-shot for now, because I don’t know when I’ll add to it, even though I totally know where I want it to go.
Spashley mood piece thing.
Rated U.
I’m calling this a short one-shot for now, because I don’t know when I’ll add to it, even though I totally know where I want it to go.
Spashley mood piece thing.
Rated U.
I don’t usually do drabbles, but my idiot best friend landed herself in hospital, and I promised her some bedtime stories, so here we are. I’ll post them as they’re written, and none of them will be long at all.
[Edited to add: By best friend, I mean Clom. I should’ve specified that.]
This one’s rated U. Nothing but a little sweetness.
Aaaah, this is actually going quite well. I’ve just been shuffling through the songs and if something comes to mind, writing it. I never said it wouldn’t all be angsty!
This one is from Duncan: Three Days Grace – Painkiller
Spashley. Decidedly X-rated. Muchos gracias to Dev, as always, for her wondrous beta skills that make my crapola readable.