Author: Kat
Title: when morning came (it felt like truth)
Story: Shine Like It Does
Colors: Admin yellow 7 (That line you're talking about? I crossed it a long time ago.)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (I'll have seconds), fingerpainting (fucking second person), brush (fraught), stain (“Lose your mind and come to your senses.” - Frederick S. Perls), sculpture, miniature collection, novelty beads (Shall we dance? Shall we then say 'goodnight' and mean 'goodbye'?)
Word Count: 590
Rating: PG
Summary: You do not get to keep her.
Warnings: excessively vague sexytimes
Notes: Watch Kat be pretentious with titles! This story is largely the fault of Savage Garden, Matt Nathanson, and Drew Sarich. Free drabbles to anyone who guesses which songs in particular.
( when morning came (it felt like truth) )
Title: when morning came (it felt like truth)
Story: Shine Like It Does
Colors: Admin yellow 7 (That line you're talking about? I crossed it a long time ago.)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (I'll have seconds), fingerpainting (fucking second person), brush (fraught), stain (“Lose your mind and come to your senses.” - Frederick S. Perls), sculpture, miniature collection, novelty beads (Shall we dance? Shall we then say 'goodnight' and mean 'goodbye'?)
Word Count: 590
Rating: PG
Summary: You do not get to keep her.
Warnings: excessively vague sexytimes
Notes: Watch Kat be pretentious with titles! This story is largely the fault of Savage Garden, Matt Nathanson, and Drew Sarich. Free drabbles to anyone who guesses which songs in particular.
( when morning came (it felt like truth) )