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Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies

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Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.

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P.M. Marc - Jul 06, 2003 12:11:15 am PDT #4874 of 10001

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

(I didn't spellcheck, because I'm a freak, and it's 2:10 in the AM here.)

Edited to add: have now spellchecked. Please ignore spelling errors.

(And yes, I do have more, but I haven't polished it at all, so it's still in the doc, not here. It's only 919 words more so far. You have most of it.)

Deena - Jul 06, 2003 12:22:40 am PDT #4875 of 10001

How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

I really love this story.

P.M. Marc - Jul 06, 2003 12:26:40 am PDT #4876 of 10001

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I really love this story.

t beams

I finally managed to get the passage that was bothering me worked out. I almost cried. The rough transition was really, really frustrating. If I'm really good, and don't start playing around, I can hit 19000 words tonight.

Lee - Jul 06, 2003 5:51:10 am PDT #4877 of 10001

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

Wow, that was nice to wake up to. Thanks, Plei.

victor infante - Jul 06, 2003 6:39:09 am PDT #4878 of 10001

To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

He all. Thanks for the notes. A handful of edits on the last part.

In all honesty, I think there's only three or four parts to go. Maybe five.

Lee - Jul 06, 2003 7:39:07 am PDT #4879 of 10001

The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.

I think there's only three or four parts to go. Maybe five.

Mooooommmmmm- Victor's being mean to us.

deborah grabien - Jul 06, 2003 8:04:37 am PDT #4880 of 10001

It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Plei, I so very much adore this story. I love an unconventional pairing that's so beautifully crafted, it doesn't read like slash, it reads like a script idea regretfully abandoned by the PTB because the storyline didn't quite mesh with the pairings they'd decided to follow. Brava, sweetie. Gorgeous.

Fay! I loved that! Mean to to say so earlier but I've been inventorying at Nic's office and have been basically asleep when not performing said count-y task.

Plei, ignoring the spelling, there's a word missing:

She didn't realize was struggling until he rolled off of her

Isn't that *she* was struggling?

(And oh, crap, "Britney bend like that" made me make a noise....)

(edit refux: and Victor's a tease.)

P.M. Marc - Jul 06, 2003 8:10:27 am PDT #4881 of 10001

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Word added!

(Well, okay, word added to the draft; I'm too lazy to go back to the actual thing.)

The NSync stuff, I fear, made me giggle. I think it's the part I like best in all the world.

deborah grabien - Jul 06, 2003 8:31:03 am PDT #4882 of 10001

It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I could frellin' hear Lorne saying that.

hey, what time is good for phone call, to discuss trees and bunnifications and thangs? Are we talking after dark? I'm up in AIM right now, but I'm highly undercaffeinated.

P.M. Marc - Jul 06, 2003 8:37:45 am PDT #4883 of 10001

So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

hey, what time is good for phone call, to discuss trees and bunnifications and thangs? Are we talking after dark? I'm up in AIM right now, but I'm highly undercaffeinated.

After seven pm is good. Allows me time for naps/coffee/husband and possibly taking measurements of Pete and Jilli's yard for Future Use.

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