erika, I think I just died over here. Frank's line about being the best garbageman....
Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
Died in a good way, or a "Please God, stop the pain!" way?
Wonderful, erika. You captured their voices very nicely.
Thanks. I love it when they bicker. And after our big descriptor thing, I didn't put in very many. They say everybody's name all the time anyway. In Homicide fic, it's Kay's hair that sends the Descriptor fairies racing for their thesauri.
Died in a good way, or a "Please God, stop the pain!" way?
In a totally blissed, "FRANK!!!" way.
This is wonderful and I want moremoremoremore.
(and b.org is slower than molasses to load right now)
I'm guessing it could get long...
Title: Fast Forward
Fandom: Buffy/The Dead Zone
Johnny's knocked back against the LAX terminal wall as the blonde girl shoves past. She reaches an absent hand behind her, and a distracted "sorry" floats back over her shoulder.
Time stops for him as skin touches skin, extending her apology to infinite length.
Images flicker through his mind like a flipbook: fights, anger, fights ... and then happiness. He's burning with it - the girl's going to be happier than she's ever been, consummating love.
The premonition frees him, as her happiness turns to tears.
He hopes it's worth it, that the memory of such joy will temper the pain.
Whoa. ita, that was intense.
That was awesome, ita.
Oh, ita. I think I love you. TDZ is a guilty pleasure fandom for me.
Once Bitten, Twice Shy
Dan sat up, scrabbling on the table for the ibuprofen he'd put there last night. He swallowed them dry. There was a rustle of sheets next to him, and he looked over, the night's events coming back to him.
Oz said, "Good morning," and Dan pushed the heels of his hands into his eyes. "I'm way too old for you," he mumbled.
There was a soft chuckle, and Oz pulled Dan's hands away. Dan watched curiously as Oz's face darkened when he saw a bite mark on his palm.
"Did I do this?" he asked softly, dangerously.
Dan nodded yes.