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Buckley's Chance_Level 8The old bag was sipping a tea and something surreptitious stirred in, creaking as she continued to age in the comfy chair my father usually camped in. He was standing at her side like a triumphant soldier at the end of a particularly bloody war, just smiling at everyone. He was happy, because he could play make-believe as long as Gran was around.

As for my mother, she and Gran had never got on well—officially they had a relationship based on approval and acceptance from Gran, and respect and a bit of obedience from my mother, but they really were not what anyone would call 'friends'.

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Buckley's Chance_Level 7Three days. No matter what I did, at the back and sometimes forefront of my mind, I was still standing on the porch watching that stupid Carebear sticker on the rear window of the car as Squid crawled back to his damn parents. What good was it being lucky enough to be attracted to a nice decent person if he was just going to ditch me in the name of being decent?

I could even see myself standing there pathetically upright and not punching anything at all. I hated feeling like such a total milksop, and it was even worse when I started acting like one. It was three damn days and I still slept on the living room couch, with the phone near my

Buckley's Chance_Level 6Okay. Right. Let's just find our footing here, Self. For a few seconds, I just ran on automatic. Somebody I had begun to like rather a lot was kissing me. And even more surprising, he was more than a little good at it. I backed up until I found the wall, then slumped against it to equalize the difference in our heights. He didn't seem to think it was a problem. He just held on to me a little desperately and… asserted himself. He was even smiling as much as this kind of activity allowed.

Automatic accounted for a lot of activity. I grabbed the first bits of his clothing that I could reach in a hurry and yanked him as close to m

Buckley's Chance_Level 5Waking up without a hangover was becoming routine for me, which was creepy. Especially since we'd had a little celebratory lunch after I'd gotten the stitches out. Too bad Squid couldn't go—he'd had to sneak out just to meet us at the hospital, and… I didn't know what he'd gone home to deal with. I doubted it was CNN's style of scary, but for a timid kid, just getting yelled at was probably hell.

Still, he'd called Riley in the evening, said he'd be over in the afternoon. She hadn't told me any more than that, but the kid had my cell number. If he wanted me to personally know something, he'd tell me.

I dragged myself out of

Inevitable XVIIIHe didn't interrupt me, even once. Granted, I didn't use many words, just... about Robin. And about the baby. Van's baby. M-m-mmmy baby. But when I finished that first part, the one that I was sure would make him freak out right through the damn wall, Van just bit his lip and looked past my shoulder. His nose twitched slightly, and the arm lying across his stomach relaxed.

My own stomach was rotating in several lurching directions, doing everything but moving me around with it. I swallowed hard. Any second now, he was gonna blow up, or cry. All those hormones and… things. Babies caused those, didn't they?

I had to tell him th

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FANART for ~dither! Because he should have it.

I have been wanting to do this for quite a while now. It's the third panel of this comic page fleshed out a leetle bit because it's a panel of which I'm rather fond. [link]

Too lazy to fix everything that needs fixing (sleeve, oops), but it was good to practise drawing guys. I don't think it turned out exactly as I wanted, and I have a lot to learn about anatomy, but mostly I was going for body language.

Nenshe and Esther belong to

I just biggened them.

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*Hagge Dec 2, 2010 Professional General Artist

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~Kid-Apocalypse Dec 5, 2010

Hee hee. Also pose practise! You know how fun that is~~

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*Hagge Dec 9, 2010 Professional General Artist

Of course.

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~dither Nov 30, 2010

SQUEE! Squee! I love it! And Nenshe is such a rotten goon. xD

I have to share this with, like, everyone I know. xD

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~Kid-Apocalypse Dec 5, 2010

He is, I love it.

Ooh, that sounds both ominous and shiny. One might say "shionimousy" if one has had too much cake.

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