You guys, first of all I am STILL OVERWHELMED with all the vgifts from the past few days. I JUST CAN'T. I have no idea what I've done to deserve you lot BUT I HOPE I KEEP ON DOING IT. :'))))))) Thank you. Seriously. All of you, you can't even imagine how ridiculously giddy and humble they made me. I love you all. <33333
Secondly, I would like to officially announce that I have taken leave of my senses. Lost my sanity. Gone round the twist. And assorted other diagnoses. I am sitting here, at work, somehow in possession of NINE THOUSAND, THREE HUNDRED WORDS OF A SEQUEL TO A FIC THAT foxxcub
HASN'T EVEN FINISHED YET. YES, THAT'S RIGHT. NO, YOU DIDN'T READ WRONG. AND IT'S NOT DONE. OH, NO. THERE ARE MOAR WORDS AND MORE THINGS TO HAPPEN IN IT.
Phil Coulson and Clint Barton, YOU ARE LIFE RUINERS. LIFE. RUINERS.
I HAVE AT LEAST
FIVE OTHER FICS (INCLUDING A BIG BANG
) THAT ARE MORE IMPORTANT/HAVE A HIGHER PRIORITY RATING THAN THIS/I HAVE BEEN WRITING AND PLANNING FOR LONGER. WHYFOR, BRAIN.
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Er. Apologies. Don't know when sanity might be recovered, although it needs to happen soon before people kill me for how late their stuff is. >.>;; (delicatale
, PLEASE DON'T KILL ME. :((( WE ARE STILL WRITING ALL THE WORDS EVER, AND I AM STILL GOING TO FINISH THE SINGER!CLINT AU SOMETIME SOON, I PROMISE
...Having said that, I would like to make it known that THEY ARE SO IN LOVE THAT THEY ARE WARPING THE WORLD AROUND THEM UNTIL I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING ELSE FOR MILES. OH, GOD.
I had other things to say, but, uh, I checked the word counter in GDocs a moment ago and, well. This is what you're getting. Courtesy of overactive plot bunnies and my ridiculous brain
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