*cries*
Between the photographs featured in
brooklinegirl's latest entry here, and the fic I spent much of last night reading (featuring a Fraser who believes that women are baby-machines, and that any women who has the gall to deny her husband as many children as he might possibly want is a evil selfish bitch who deserve public humiliation)...
I feel really fucking dirty.
I'm going to go look at pictures of Fraser and Ray until I regain my fannish zen.
I feel really fucking dirty.
I'm going to go look at pictures of Fraser and Ray until I regain my fannish zen.
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It's just ... I haven't read that one yet. And I'm in the mood for horribly-out-of-character badfic ...
Kill me now.
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I kind of love horribly out of character badfic. In an uncomfortable kind of way.
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Ooh, imagine if it had kept going off to the logical conclusion: Fraser and RayK kidnapping Victoria Metcalf and making her breed 'em babies while they hole up in the Tundra! And Stella can make guest appearences where she finally realises her true purpose in life and has the rest of the babies. Because Frannie set her straight. Or not-straight, if you wanna throw in a little femslash there.
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