I've gone friends only, but my fic is available on AO3 (Still shifting things.)
This journal contains mainly Torchwood and Avengers squee, not personal stuff. Minor friending policy jazz on my profile.
“None of your business, Bucky.” Steve frowned.
“Because I’m Catholic, and Republican, I don’t believe in drugs or cohabitation. I believe in liquor and serial matrimony,” Jack said logically.
“You believe in one-night stands! You’ve been with tons of women!” Liz sputtered.
“You’re not a woman. You’re Lemon.”
Goodbye, 2012. 150,093 words of fic written. SHAZAM!