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*
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Fan Fiction: Writers, Readers, and Enablers
This thread is for fanfic recs, links, and discussion, but not for actual posting of fanfic.
Snacky - Nov 19, 2003 3:28:52 pm PST #6623 of 10000
Like I need a hole in my head
§ 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
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
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 haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
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.
Nutty - Nov 21, 2003 6:09:15 am PST #6629 of 10000
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
legs wrapped burrito-like
Ow.
no-holes barred
Double ow.
erikaj - Nov 21, 2003 6:09:49 am PST #6630 of 10000
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-
OMG!
Katie M - Nov 21, 2003 6:21:51 am PST #6631 of 10000
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
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.
I find this kind of endearing, in an awful way. Except for the "slick interiors."
this was a no-holes barred type of experience, literary and figuratively.
There's no excuse for this, however.
Dana - Nov 21, 2003 6:23:39 am PST #6632 of 10000
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."
I find this kind of endearing, in an awful way.
Want me to go back in the story and find the one with the baseball metaphor?