269,214 Words - 31 Stories - 1 Year Dead Boy Detectives 🎆🎇
Wow... that's a lot for one little me! Happy Anniversary!
Here's my personal top five of my stories in chronological order... (It was so hard to pick just 5 😭)
Son of Desire, Friend of Despair
The Advantage of a Favour
Cursed With Time
Edwin the Friendly Ghost
Be Careful What You Wish for... or Not
Bonus: my beta's favourite:
Raindrops Take Forever to Fall
And here's 5 favourite quotes 😇
“Nice of you to try and preserve my modesty. Bold of you to assume I have any.”
“What if he puts another bracelet on you and… and… ties you to his bedpost, the randy bugger?”
“I’m saying that if you still want to cuddle up to him and kiss his stupid face, you should just do that.”
“You’re adorable when you don’t know how to respond to my antics and an absolute delight when you do.”
“The bitch is back!”
And a lot more for good measure 🤣
“I have made it clear that I am to be left in peace tonight, on pain of a very stern glare.”
“Edwin, there is more than one way to feel something and more than one person to feel it for.”
“I just realised,” he gasped and looked up to catch Thomas’ (currently very clouded) eyes. “I don’t have to breathe.”
“Really, though, Eds,” Charles suddenly piped up. “I can’t believe you’ve been shagging the Cat King up one side and down the other for like three-quarters of a year without sharing with the group. Bad form, mate.”
“Not all new things are actually new. Sometimes you just have to look at them differently.”
“Do you love him?”
“Yes.”
“Brills.”
“We are so bad at this.”
“Are you trying to score some fae ass?”
“I could use some distraction,” Thomas said sardonically, “but don’t worry, I’m not going to ask again.”
“Well, that certainly would be distracting, seeing as I’d have no clue what to do,” Edwin said.
“Absolutely no sex on rooftops. I really must insist.”
“That could have…” he thought about what he was going to say and changed his mind, mid-sentence, “… not gone better.” He grinned. What fun.
Granted, I didn't have the time to go through all of my fics, and I mostly looked at dialogues, but it's still fun 😊
I just had a thought that I really enjoy the way architecture looks without a touch of human presence--- like it's so pristine, so chic, so independent, like it is frozen in time for eternity and unvavering that way. but the thing is, it's not what it's created for. it is not supposed to be abandoned by people, it has to be embraced by them. even if the appearance of it is altered in process. For the art made of stone architecture is possessing way too much heart and i think it's beautiful
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