Willow: You know what they say. The bigger they are... Anya: The faster they stomp you into nothin'.

'The Killer In Me'


Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers  

This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.


Betsy HP - Nov 17, 2003 4:45:41 pm PST #6619 of 10000
If I only had a brain...

What was really freaky was seeing Pippin steering a tall ship.


Holli - Nov 17, 2003 7:19:57 pm PST #6620 of 10000
an overblown libretto and a sumptuous score/ could never contain the contradictions I adore

The beginning of some OC/Buffy is up in my livejournal.


Snacky - Nov 19, 2003 3:20:57 pm PST #6621 of 10000
Like I need a hole in my head

Hello, Buffistas! I'm playing catch up, but ita, did you still want a link to the pic of the Weasley twins holding the twincest signs?


§ ita § - Nov 19, 2003 3:23:15 pm PST #6622 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Oh, do share!


Snacky - Nov 19, 2003 3:28:52 pm PST #6623 of 10000
Like I need a hole in my head

Go here and be prepared to cringe.

Also, be prepared to refresh the page a couple of times, because sometimes the pic won't load. *g*


§ ita § - Nov 19, 2003 3:38:31 pm PST #6624 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.

Wow. Also, EWWWW.


Snacky - Nov 19, 2003 3:45:56 pm PST #6625 of 10000
Like I need a hole in my head

I KNOW. Don't they look freaked?


erikaj - Nov 20, 2003 10:19:00 am PST #6626 of 10000
Always Anti-fascist!

Hi. Finished my long crossover...will post somewhere then prepare for archivage(if anyone will have it) but now just wanna brag. 40 pages 20,000+ words.Surprise ending.


Dana - Nov 21, 2003 6:04:44 am PST #6627 of 10000
I'm terrifically busy with my ennui.

Latest adventures in bad Nikita fic:

The beautiful blonde woman lay spent on the marital bed, her arms and legs wrapped burrito-like around the powerful body of the handsome man she called her husband.

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Her slick interiors easily manipulated with the familiar stratagem of an old mathematician, achieving in her unique way the perfect equation a number of times.

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Their faces reflected in the mirror were portraits of unequivocal rhapsody, ecstasy and total abandonment; this was a no-holes barred type of experience, literary and figuratively.


P.M. Marc - Nov 21, 2003 6:06:27 am PST #6628 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

t thunks head on keyboard.

Oh, man. That's funny.