I need to learn moderation

I feel rather queasy. This is most likely a direct result of sitting down this morning and reading reams & reams & reams of SG:A fanfic, without a break, when the last time I read any fic was...months ago. Definitely months.

I am FIC-SATURATED. I'm like one of those people who doesn't have a drink for ages, and feels incredibly smug and virtuous about it, and then they allow themselves a small sip of Midori one day and the next thing they know it's the next morning and they're surrounded by empty bottles and dead strippers and they're peeling their eyelids off the barstool.

*staggers away*

this is me explaining myself

Fahye Dielle: this SGA fic is all exactly the kinds of things I guiltily adore
Fahye Dielle: like capture and torture and irrational leadership decisions because of FEAR FOR SAFETY OF CAPTURED ONE
Fahye Dielle: which is pretty much, like, the whole show, so whatever
schiarire: laskjdklsjdfs
Fahye Dielle: seriously. in the show they take it in turns to be wounded or captured or in mortal danger
Fahye Dielle: and the other one is always :O!!!!!
Fahye Dielle: and they snark at each other and look manly and awkward when they are reunited
Fahye Dielle: so really, the fic just takes this and adds sex
Fahye Dielle: BONUS

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Fahye Dielle: like, this one I am reading now is INCREDIBLY LONG and INCREDIBLY GOOD and it's about a strip club. for gods sake. everything ever written is so so so indulgent.
Fahye Dielle: indulgent and GOOD QUALITY
Fahye Dielle: like Belgian chocolate
Fahye Dielle: so even when they hand you chocolate with, say, asparagus in it
Fahye Dielle: you don't argue
Fahye Dielle: because it's so good

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SG:A fandom. Full of insanely talented fucknuts.

*awes*