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So, having replied to fic-y meme posted by
antennapedia , I now must proliferate the meme across my own journal for that is how these things work, yes? (okay, okay, I know how memes work, I'm also tired and slightly deranged at the moment, bare with)
ANYWAYS:
but, done is done, so request away. I think you already know my fandom of choice.
Edit: There are still FIVE slots left.
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ANYWAYS:
The first ten people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, requesters should post this in their journal, offering in return fanworks of the kind they enjoy doing. Fic? Icons? Meta?
actually, I'm fine making icons as well as drabbles, even though I'm admittedly not that great at it. It's amusing, yes, yes it is. Also, drabbles might turn into fic, beware. I shouldn't be doing this really, there are other fics on the stove already, boiling away -but, done is done, so request away. I think you already know my fandom of choice.
Edit: There are still FIVE slots left.
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Once, there was a little girl and a little boy. Not at the same time you understand, or maybe it was; these things can be hard to define. She liked princesses, figure skating and the colour pink. He played in the autumn leaves and dreamed of being a fighter pilot, or a grocer (more likely with his astigmatism).
She grew up. Little girls do. She still liked the same things, except her favourite colour bloodied from pink to red (it really was still pink underneath).
He grew up quicker. It wasn’t by choice. He’d save her that.
But he can’t.
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Well done! :)
I'd love to see you write more Buffy stuff!
EDIT: And I'd love to beta it, if you ever are looking for one. ;)
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