Lacuna 1/3

[aloysiavirgata]

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The man has fat slabby cheeks like an overgrown baby, which make his small, piggy eyes look smaller and piggier. He wears sweatpants and two plaid flannel shirts layered over one another, revealing only a glimpse of the Led Zeppelin shirt underneath. It’s a familiar variation on the autumnal couture of transients everywhere.

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I've gotten used to screming into the void...

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User maybe_amanda referenced to your post from I've gotten used to screming into the void... saying: [...] ...and so.... First, has posted a great new XF fic, Lacuna [...]

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[aloysiavirgata]

Thank you for this!

[write_out]

Ahhh! New fic from you! I'm so looking forward to reading this!

[aloysiavirgata]

I hope it meets expectations!

[hankmoodyblues]

Nice to see you around here again.

He doesn’t understand what it is like to have breasts in a world that fits Kevlar by shoulder width.
This is a beautiful line. Kudos.

[aloysiavirgata]

Thanks! Poor Scully, everything was just the worst.

[aloysiavirgata]

Thank you! It was fun to pick them up and play again. I can't quit them.

[mryxf]

Any chance we'll see more fic from you soon? I loved this story - I'm now reading it for the second time. You capture the often dysfunctional relationship between M and S so well, yet your stories are still imbued with some hope. I just did a Khyber re-read, and am struck that you hit some of the same chords . . . with more harmony.