Stolen from various people.
1. Twenty stories, one writer, writing at their peak. You choose the fandom(s), but it has to last you a year. Only one writer. No, seriously. Gun to your head. Only one writer. No exceptions. Only one writer.
Silvia, who would have to write:
- One Marcus/Oliver, Harry/Draco epic;
- Five H/D or M/O storieses, combine at will;
- One Cooper Hawkes/Nathan West epic;
- One Lee/George story;
- Five Spike/Xander stories;
- Three James/Jason (Metallica) stories ;
- Three Sex Pistols stories, any pairing;
- One U2 story, any pairing.
Oh, lord. Jen Riddler, Shalott, Jae, and Wax .
3. God is kind. You can choose five pro authors, living or dead, to write one story each in the fandom(s) of your choice.
Okay, sad thing? I thought about this for so fucking long and I can still only come up with four pro authors I actually still like to read. Sigh.
- Stephen King -- Something in Harry Potter fandom. I think something in the style of the Dark Tower series would fit this fandom so well, for some reason. Or prehaps something in the style of The Body.
- Poppy Z Brite -- Sex Pistols. Yes. Mrrrr.
- Douglas Adams -- Popslash. He could do Chris so much justice.
- Tabitha Lee -- Spike/Xander. God, she'd be brilliant.
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ohgodcan'tbelievei'mgoingtoshowyouthis.
the end of it...
"With all of this hey-I'm-a-evil-government-agency-that-finally-self-destructed action going down, I bet they'll be a lot of soldiers sneaking around pretty soon," I said, and I paused, and I said, "Coming?"
And there it was. No surprise. No trust. Just an offer on the table based on nothing nearing logic, nothing nearing common sense, nothing really left for it to be but love.
He followed me back to my parent's house silently, back to the cramped basement that had become our home despite his taunts, despite his crypt, despite his threats, despite Adam. Echos of his presence still rippled through the air and that laugh that never left, would never leave. It would be ours when he was gone, when he has my blood.
And he will, you know; it's inevitable.
Dogs will chase cats, bees will flock to flowers, when one slayer dies the next will be called, and vampires need --
His teeth rake across my neck and I shiver, a ghost slipping past my grave. But then his hands are snaking under my shirt, his hips are griding roughly, hot ice at the back of my neck, and once again I can't bring myself to care. That final step has brought me here into his arms, and who needs surprise when you can have firm hands directing your mouth.
And death coming to you in a package as beautiful as this one.
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and look at how it turned out before? ahahahaha! Craptastic!
But perhaps. I waaant to please you! [cries] If there's ever a lull in my fandom love, or I'm watching the show and see something hit me. I think it'll all depend on how next season goes. Lately the show has been pissing me off about how it deals with Xander and Spike's interaction.
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(and I liiiiike Spike and think he's a huge wuss and sort of a shitty vampire, and find it endearing. he's like Draco! They're so crappy at being bad! awwwwwwwww)
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And, er. Will keep opinion on Angel to self. Yes.
And yes! Spike is The Big Bad, but he's also a big pussycat when it comes to Dru and all. :)