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You may be a fic snob.
If you wake up each day, excited to read mailing lists to hunt down new badfic, you may be a fic snob.
If you die a little inside each time the hero is reduced to reciting poetry, outside of the Shakespeare fandom, you may be a fic snob.
If you get grossed out anytime someone gets publicly horny over some "hawt pr0n," you may be a fic snob.
If you have to restrain yourself from *really* doing what the author wants when you see a plea for feedback, you may be a fic snob.
If you start becoming convinced that badfic authors are only writing in order to torment you and you alone, you may be a fic snob.
If you scream in terror at the very mention of the word "songfic," you may be a fic snob.
And finally...
If you wince anytime someone mentions the word "beagles," you may be a fic snob.
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There are probably more, but the coffee hasn't fully kicked in yet.
As I was telling someone a while back,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nandamai x mrv3000 + Sundays online = trouble. (With a capital T that rhymes with P that stands for Pool.)
If you die a little inside each time the hero is reduced to reciting poetry, outside of the Shakespeare fandom, you may be a fic snob.
If you get grossed out anytime someone gets publicly horny over some "hawt pr0n," you may be a fic snob.
If you have to restrain yourself from *really* doing what the author wants when you see a plea for feedback, you may be a fic snob.
If you start becoming convinced that badfic authors are only writing in order to torment you and you alone, you may be a fic snob.
If you scream in terror at the very mention of the word "songfic," you may be a fic snob.
And finally...
If you wince anytime someone mentions the word "beagles," you may be a fic snob.
*
There are probably more, but the coffee hasn't fully kicked in yet.
As I was telling someone a while back,
nandamai x mrv3000 + Sundays online = trouble. (With a capital T that rhymes with P that stands for Pool.)
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That is just...so much more wrong than anything I was imagining...
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Jack laughed, "Oh, okay, I love you, too. Mutts!"
Daniel picked up Katie and began petting her. He watched Jack playing with Bijou.
"I said it before, but ... this is it, Jack. You, this house, the girls. I'm just ... gawd, I'm happy. I don't want to spend my life in tombs. I want it to be part of my life, not all of it."
"I love you, Angel."
Right up there with the sappiest S/J fics. :D
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:: shudders :: Thank you for sparing me the dogs actually talking.
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