Oh my god, "this reminds me of grass and I want to look like a snack." I did think a green dress would be a natural choice for an Andalite, but you've crystallized that thought process much better than I could have and I love it.
A nice salesperson at a human clothing store helped Ax pick out his grass dress. I thought about having him show up to the Hollywood Marco party (I like that you and Catie both agree that's what they're called) in heels and like, immediately fall down some stairs into Marco's arms, but let's be real, he probably wouldn't even make it to the front door without wiping out.
I will tell you that I tried to be REALLY CONSCIOUS of Ax's inner monologue wrt Marco's party guests and Marco's behavior toward Laura, because I didn't want to step in a hole by making him jealous or slut-shamey or any of the other things that your Ax just isn't. It would have been super easy to make this all about Ax being contemptuous of the people Marco spends his time with and pissed off because those people aren't him, but that's...somebody else's universe, and I wanted to write in yours.
I'm delighted that the Dome stuff landed for you guys. I'll be honest, I was proud of myself for coming up with it. I'm also delighted that the kissing was successful, because it was HORRIBLE to write. Just nightmarish. The things I do for love.
I MIGHT be inclined to write porn if I had more examples to base it on, but nooo, you're all about "finishing Lies first." Meanwhile, Marco's kitchen counters go un-fucked upon, and we all shed a single tear.
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