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So, in my continuing search for SGA fic, I've finally stopped stumbling around to single journals at a time, and finally made my way to an archive.
And this is where the badfic exists. I knew it. It buuurns.
I've been faithfully denying the urge to cackle madly. I've no idea why badfic makes me so happy. Ego boost? Some strange version of written masochism? I have no idea.
And this is where the badfic exists. I knew it. It buuurns.
I've been faithfully denying the urge to cackle madly. I've no idea why badfic makes me so happy. Ego boost? Some strange version of written masochism? I have no idea.
