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i wasn’t expecting weird blackmail on his knees in yong pal but uh, I’m into it. thanks for the rec! also the rest of it is great so far I was overwhelmed at this and had to thank you here.

ANON ARE YOU CAUGHT UP? waldorph AND I FINISHED EP 12 TONIGHT AND WE ARE IN AGONY.

“The secret is: they never get back together. Rodney never apologizes. John dates Ronon.” Sorry, I’m a little confused, because Rodney did apologize at the end, and John was already dating Ronon by that point… Are you referring to Proximity Theory maybe?

Perhaps it’s more accurate to say: to me, that apology hardly counts, so it wouldn’t count to me – I just went and looked it up again because I remember as I was writing it I was hissing, “Jesus fucking Christ, Rodney,” under my breath and YEP, it’s a terrible apology. 

But I mean that for Proximity Theory, too. Basically both of those stories are just festering wounds of unhappiness etc etc etc. 

…I was in college. It was a time and a place, okay? 

I truly don’t know how to choose between the first one I ever read that had me scurrying for your AO3 profile (Limited Release), the one that always makes me happy (Telephone), the one that always makes me actually cry (User Since), the ones I periodically re-read for my own health (Presque Vu and The Least of All Possible Mistakes), or the note-perfect ones (When House Met Wilson and Early Returns). Perhaps you should just pick whichever story has the secret you enjoy the most ^_^;;

This isn’t really that much of a secret since I publicly declare that the tears of my readers keeps me young but God DAMN does the comment section of User Since please me it is literally everybody swearing at me because I made them cry. THE POWER. THE POWER.

If you’re still doing this meme, Three-Story, because I will never get over a) the fact that you wrote for Bruno and Boots, and b) Bruno faking an epileptic attack to Not Talk About Feelings.

I will do a blanket one for all of my Macdonald Hall stories because they all kind of fall into a miasma for me:

1) I feel a crippling shame for besmirching my childhood

2) Not enough to stop (can’t stop won’t stop)

3) I also feel weirdly responsible for a significant percentage of people thinking Bruno is American. That is a thing I made up entirely because I felt like he was…far too obnoxious to be Canadian. And I suspect other people agree. 

Inertia?

My Inertia secret is that in my head somewhere during Shindou’s more promiscuous years he DEFINITELY fucking hooked up with Ogata. Touya must never know because otherwise he would definitely destroy the sanctity of the Room of Profound Darkness murdering the shit out of Ogata. 

Directional Theory? (I loved that. It still breaks my heart every time I read it.)

The secret is: they never get back together. Rodney never apologizes. John dates Ronon. I’m a monster, I know.

Track This Thread? Because hello, feelings.

One of my primary motivations in writing this story was to write about the scene Clint remembers, of standing by the river in India with the thousand lights and hoping for a single moment that his feelings were returned. There’s such an agony of hope in there that I think we each know, and my goal in writing Track This Thread was specifically to tease that out, the way love and pain can feel when they’re all you feel. It was a real fucking exercise in bleakness, but as an exercise in evoking a sensation, it was a really fun writing challenge. I mean, I say fun. I know a lot of people cried, but it was fun for me. *ducks from rotten tomatoes*


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East Coast Gazette has a terrible editorial focus and tends to use a lot of ALL CAPS but TOTALLY NOT BECAUSE OF HARRY POTTER. Stories in progress as well as snapshots will be listed in the "box full of snapshots" below, website archive for stories and assorted tomfoolery is glitterati.

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