when i am tired and sliming it up on airplanes apparently i just want to write about a dead girl and a vampire and a bird ghost kissing each other's hands all day every day
see also:
Danse macabre-a-fucking-trois
or
I Am Pretty Sure Those Words Arent Even All Of The Same Language Let Alone Imbued With Anything Like Correct Syntax And Conjugation But
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I will be reading this again tomorrow when I am less dazed, but your Rose is so perfect and chill and measured and not. This story also rams everything I guiltily ever wanted to see at full speed: “Not under my mother’s roof,” said Rose, calmly. Lovely lovely lovely. Oh man. I love reading a story where I have never read anything in the fandom quite like it. Thank you.
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Also you should shed all guilt because Dave and Rose, the end. (I'm always amazed that there isn't more fic out there touching on the relationship between the doomed alternate future sibs, and correspondingly, Rose and Davesprite. FANDOM, WHY DO YOU NOT SHARE MY PREDILECTION FOR BIRD GHOST FEELINGS PROBLEMS!)
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