Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Well, here's Part Two of "When You Are Tired of London." Enjoy!
Here's Part One, since it was so bloody long ago:
victor infante "Bitchy Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies" Jul 17, 2003 2:17:40 am PDT
YAY!!!!!!
“None. I get along with everyone.
Missing end quote.
Horrible little images of Terry/Buffy, thank you VERY much.
Horrible little images of Terry/Buffy, thank you VERY much.
Heh. We'll try to go nowhere easily expected, there.
The bad temptation with this thing is I just like writing Giles verbally abusing James. It's too much fun.
Fabulous earring. suhNERK.
Victor, you're on a roll.
“Did I hear orgies?” said Xander, entering the room with Willow, “finally, a case I can get in…holy smokes! Giles has an evil twin!”“I DO NOT HAVE AN EVIL TWIN!!!!” exclaimed Giles. Giles took a second to adjust his glasses. “Xander, Willow, this is my cousin, James. And it’s only a passing resemblance.”
Fabulous - wonderful Xander and Giles and the voices are spot on...
“You think it’s a good idea to leave him alone with a house of girls,” she asked.“Faith’ll be back in the morning,” said Giles. “And we’ll leave instructions for her to kill him.”
“If he acts up.”
“Hmm? Oh, yes.”
You made me sound like a hoot owl, and I'm at work.
victor, I love it. I missed the first part, but you write a lovely, snarky Giles. (I don't suppose I can tempt you to write your Giles and your Spike in a Spike/Giles slashy sort of way, can I? That would be a dream.) Anyway, like James, really enjoyed nasty!Giles. And your Buffy is fun, too.
Cereal: will somebody *please* kill me and scrub my brain out now, before I start writing the Smallville/Hitchhiker AU featuring Lex as Trillian and Clark as Zaphod? I have no time. I have about a million works in progress. And now I have a very silly plot bunny that refuses to die. (Also, I'm earwormed with the Smallville theme tune. Somebody save me...)
I won't kill you, but I've got a box of steel wool and a gallon of bleach you could borrow if you need to scour out your brain.