It's wonderful to be here! It's certainly a thrill.
Hi! I'm back. Catch me on AO3! (Strangely_Subservient_Pleading)
βΈ(ο½‘Λ α΅ Λ )βΈβ‘ Peace and love (γ£ΛΆ Λ α΅Λ)Λα΅ ΛΛΆΟ)
I'm here for your entertainment (and mine). I do not condone everything I write about (just as most horror writers don't condone murder), some people just like to feel dread, and I like to provide.
I also like to provide wholesome and horny things!
If you want to tell me something, I have an inbox! A lovely, shiny little inbox where you can send me asks. You can shout them loud and proud, or you can whisper them anonymously.
Other than that, I don't really have too much to say yet. I've only got one fic right now, so I'm a one trick pony (and that trick is trauma). I'll expand this post when I post more!
Indeed, Johnβs wounded anger was more that of an ex-spouse than ex-colleague, reinforcing a suspicion already in Yokoβs mind that his feelings for Paul had been far more intense than the world at large ever guessed. From chance remarks he had made, she gathered there had even been a moment when β on the principle that bohemians should try everything β he had contemplated an affair with Paul, but had been deterred by Paulβs immovable heterosexuality. Nor, apparently, was Yoko the only one to have picked up on this. Around Apple, in her hearing, Paul would sometimes be called Johnβs Princess. She had also once heard a rehearsal tape with Johnβs voice calling out βPaul . . . Paul . . .β in a strangely subservient, pleading way. βI knew there was something going on there,β she remembers.
You're such a lovely audience, I'd like to take you home with me. I'd love to take you home!

















