It's so tiring when humans get cosmic, like two-year-olds banging on pots.
What a lovely line! Erika, you're rocking my world, again.
Kaylee ,'Shindig'
Where the Buffistas let their fanfic creative juices flow. May contain erotica.
It's so tiring when humans get cosmic, like two-year-olds banging on pots.
What a lovely line! Erika, you're rocking my world, again.
Thanks. Always nice to hear.
Shrift, insent.
Thanks! I got it. Just thought I'd let you know. I've finished two stories recently and can't be arsed to edit them right now.
Maybe it's the turkey.
It's so tiring when humans get cosmic, like two-year-olds banging on pots.
Deena beat me to it. Mine was a gurgle of laughter, though.
Thanks...you know he'd be the most tiring fledgling, evah...cause, with the theories, and kvetching, and so forth...and just the talking, talking, talking.
I can just see Darla getting him to take down a local Republican congressman and licking the remaining blood off his lips. To John? Total erotica.
giggle.(blush) That picture was just too easy to summon...I'm becoming quite disturbed.
I'm becoming quite disturbed.
What does that make me? I *thought* of it.
An enabler, for one. Possibly a bad influence...
And he looked so proud! They always did. "Don't exert yourself too much, John. You're still weak." she said, sighing, and turning back to her human face. She turned her mouth to something he liked much better than lectures. It was her own fault she ended up with such a talky-meat minion. The other vampires were beginning to talk about the pizza guys, landscapers, and other know-nothings she brought around. She would not have it be said that she pined for Angelus. So she did the unthinkable...she asked Dru to use that cursed sight of hers to find her someone different.
"Grandmother," Dru said. "I see a man...so many very dirty thoughts in his head...miss Edith wants to wash his mouth out with soap, he's been so very naughty. His brain is such a mess, all of his thoughts playing hopscotch. Not strong like Daddy, not at all."