edithmorningstar: Edith Piaf at the microphone, arms flung wide. Colorized. (Default)
Well, I have committed fic. This is actually the second short fic I wrote recently, in this new and wonderful return-to-overt-fannishness, but it's the one that's most ready for light of day and I want to shove it outside while I still feel indulgently fond of it. The first fic had no dialogue, which made me freak out about whether I could still write dialogue, so this one has rather a lot of it. This will be, I think, my first fic posted since 2003. I definitely feel rusty at writing, but hopefully it's only up from here :D.


Title: Unasked
Author: [personal profile] edithmorningstar
Fandom: Vorkosigan Saga: Ethan of Athos
Pairing: Terrence/Ethan
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1431
Archiving: AO3
Disclaimer: I don't own the Vorkosigan Saga universe or its characters, the fabulous Lois McMaster Bujold does. I'm not making any money from this.

Summary: "You do realize that it's not about you," Terrence said, "Don't you?"

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