I initially wrote this last night just on a light whim, recalling the story in Parachute Infantry about the bottle of kirsch, but today I've been obsessed with
this song and it's lent this a darker cast (even if the song is about Judas and Jesus and even if it doesn't totally fit....)
You lead me on with those innocent eyes
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KEEP DOING THIS.
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This fic certainly made me all happy and fluffy on the inside. Jeez. This really got me shipping Lieb and Web for real.
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He made a soft lost sound, not the one he was expecting to make, and curled his fingers tightly in the rough cotton of Joe's shirt, shifting beneath him.
THAT. I don't know, but for some reason I briefly thought I could smell it (wtf, self?). ♥
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Yeah, Webster apparently did write as often as possible. I mean, in order to have written a book like that, he'd have had to.
I enjoy the fact that when Liebgott says he didn't really think about it, he's clearly lying (as evinced by the fact that he looks away, lol).
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It made me gleefully happy - thank you!
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That was lovely <3
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