Oh, I love this. Picturing Skitts as a reformed, hacky-sack-playing, Californian-boy-loving youth counselour, attempting to educate Bumlets on the dangers of homosexuality... strangely arrousing.

Ah, I'm so going to hell. But I do hope you continue this. I love the intimacy of it all.

You really need to update this fic. I'm so serious. I just re-read it, and... akdjska. SO GOOD. NEED MORE.

Yeah, okay, so it's been five months since you last posted. But... but... seriously, this is one of those amazing fics that I would mourn so much if it just disappeared.

Need! Please! More!

Okay. I'm done.

Also? Spurn your boyfriend more, if this is what happens, okay?

O.o freaky Jesus people.

I am frightened.

They're going to get together, right? Hmm? Right? Aren't they? *pokes you*

Ahaha, this is fantastic! UPDATEDNESS IS GOODINESS!

"..all I can think is that there is something so vaguely Un-Christian about all of this."
Yessah.
I love the way you've handled this. Neither EY nor Skittery is a stereotype, they both seem so -- real -- and I think that Bumlets' attitude is so.. dunno.. it just seems complex, and, again, working with the real thing. He is Christian. He feels like this thing in his mind is sickness, yet.. he neither takes steps to get rid of it nor encourages it. It's almost like he's a little weary of it and so keeps his distance, like if he walks the line he'll never have to cross it.
Dunno.
But I like it.
A lot.
love, kez.

Have I -- I haven't. Huh. I haven't read this..
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AWESOME. Now I'm excited.
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as usual, I love the random smattering of one liners hidden throughout... like the expectation of 'are you spanish?' and the "son of a **." ah. yess.
and, WOW b, that is the best challenge EVER. I want to write it. i think i will. that is so cool.

What do they say about fencing? Phallic symbols, yo! I love swords. "Swords" and swords, actually. Ahah, anyway.

This story rocks my socks. But it's also incredibly painful for me to read. Denying one's sexuality is... well, kind of insane. It hurts a lot. And to know that these guys are putting themselves through that, that there's a program that encourages it, and that they think they're HAPPY that way, is hard to understand. Of course, I'm sure I sound like Liam when I say it. (Oh, and hey, I'm from California. And I'd be ALL over Skittery if I could...)

But despite how painful it is to read this, the writing is still amazing and I love it. And you. 'Cause... yeah, like, awesomeness.

P.S. New fetish = hackysackplaying!newsies.

P.P.S. 'Nother thing I love - Skittery's too-tight shirts. Mmyummyes.

This update has reminded me of quite a few things:
-You are an amazing author.
-I can't play hacky sack.
-Slash is my best friend.
-Michael is an extraordinary song by an extraordinary band. I would send you money if I could. Everyone should be able to enjoy Franz Ferdinand!
♥

Dude, if it's an embarassment to ditch your boy for a word document, than my who two and a half year relationship is aa SHAM, I tell you. A sham! I know I found a good one because he doesn't mind.

Mn

*hugs story*

*hugs you*

I love you. You are BRILLIANT and GLORIOUS and WONDERFUL, and if you ever stop writing, the world will be a sad place indeed.

I mean, not only is this a brilliant story idea, but the writing! The words! The style! You have made me feel like a gushing reviewer from some random newspaper or magazine, what with how much praise I have to type.

I will love you even more if you update soon.

omg. Marry me.

This is absolutely amazing. Wow. I just... wow. Yeah.

The intro with the etymology? OMG *LOVE*

And... Bumlets/Skittery? WOW. Never even occured to me. But it works so well! (Though I'd rather it be abbreviated to Bummery than Buttery. :D)

Anyway... yeah. Wow. I wish I had more interesting and coherent things to say, but... yeah, the whole coherent shtick hasn't been working for me tonight, so I shall just reiterate: *LOVE* and now I'll leave the actual CC to other people who've had more sleep than I.

...I love you. And I have missed you so. much.

So. Buttery, huh? (Really, I just wanted to do the name squish because it works SO. WELL.) Can I just say "hot"? Oh, good, I can. Because I just did. ...Did I mention that I'm pretty much insane today?

But I'm not insane when I say that I adore you and I have missed your stories so much and I love you. Post more... now? Good girl. :D

HOLY SHITE! This totally reminded me of a song!! Have you ever heard Micheal by Franz Ferdinand?
ANYWAY!
I LOVE this story so far. Very well written,like ALL of your stories, of course!
Whoo! I'm so cheery today!