Aw, Cindy, you made me miss both of them. And you made me sad for what might have been. I really would have liked to see them in an acknowledged-- and acknowledgable--relationship.
Buffista Fic: It Could Be Plot Bunnies
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
I always had the thought that Joyce and Rupert might have brought out both the best and the worst in each other. It would have been an interesting longterm dynamic, to say the least.
Aw, you guys...thanks, so glad you like it, and my little masturbatory wordplay, and like that(equivalent to, not about, at least till Munchkin shows up again.)But I can never archive, because my LOTS canon is all fucked up(to use a very technical term in fandom) Beau and Kay don't even start to shag for another two years, but I like the Transgressive Partner Sex for the drama and angst...and it's kind of a load-bearing boink now...the whole story hinges on it.Damn Court TV for showing them out of order, cause on most shows there are more physical cues in terms of hair clothes...whatever.(Except KS can never go to the barber alone, ever. So mote it be.)And Ripper/Joyce=sexy, but you knew that. Way 5300 being a Buffista has changed me, when I thought Chris, Ade, and "Daniela" were gonna have a three-way, I was like "Ooh" and my mom was like "Ew."
erika, you archive and say it's AU fic (alternative underwear, I think it's for special spirits)
Yeah, but "Homicide" people are scary and hard-core. Too. In some ways they are worse than we are...they have procedure and a book as source material. :) Although it's funny, I got an e-mail from one this am that is caps-free...need to wait a few hours to answer so I don't ask if a capital letter killed her brother or something.ETA: Mail answered, snark averted. Archiving rather implies I'm gonna be finished one day and I'm thinking this is the fic that wouldn't die.I keep thinking "Oh, I have to..." and "Wouldn't that be cool if..."
I didn't finish posting the scene yesterday so here's the last little bit:
"So, how much *do* you know about me?" Tim asks. "Do I have any birthmarks?"
"Don't know," Willow says, being pert. He can't tell if she's kidding. "Didn't check. But if you'll wait a few minutes..."
He looks horrified. "No, no, I believe you...it just creeps me out. That's a wiggins, right?"
"Classic, Tim. Can I call you Tim, or would you like to go back to Detective?"
"Call me Tim. You already know more about me than my mother does...you might as well."
"Call me Tim. You already know more about me than my mother does...you might as well."
Snerk. I've never seen Homicide, but that's a great line regardless.
Thanks! And if you get a chance see it. And...um, never?! No wonder it was "The Best Show You're Not Watching"...although I was part of the "you' then...living with a girly roommate who liked to watch blind people come out of comas with the power of true love and such.
Oh, Plei?
There's porn in your LJ. At your request.
B/F. In a dumpster. I apologised to erika...
So, a whole new meaning for "carrying on like trash," One day I'll be able to see them as receptacles again...maybe.