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[doyle]

Stolen from girlfromsouth:

Give me 1000 comments in this entry. Or whatever, really. YOU, in particular, don't have to supply the whole 1000, but a tiny contribution would be nice. Then let me know if you post this in your journal and I'll return the favor.

Dudes, so this is your chance to spam me with anything! Pictures, lyrics, the word SPAM over and over. Feel free to tell me something about yourself, or screen your comments. Do whatever you want! It's all up to you.

Okay, so I realise 1000 is a tall number so just spam away and we'll see where we get up to. Please entertain me!

Entertain me while I tackle inability to make words come out right and try to get some of these ficathon entries done... You could tell me what strange pairings you're into, since I've been thinking lots about unconventional shipping today. Or anything. Go on.

Also contemplating a game of tag where the first person writes a drabble - 100 words or less - with a pairing and a word or requirement at the end, and the next person writes that one. Might try to instigate a game of that later tonight if the ficathoning goes badly.

ETA: Okay, the drabble tag's here, come and play.

Comments

Re: Drabble tag!

[moonlettuce.livejournal.com]

He's never told anyone how hard he got when Faith was sitting in his lap. Never admitted how close he was to coming when the glass slid into his skin and cleaved his flesh, how close he was to saying 'yes' when Faith asked him if he wanted her. No one knows but the two of them.

He still doesn't know if he wants to fuck her because of desire or revenge. But when his fingers wrap around his cock in the dead of night and the face he sees is hers, he finds it doesn't really matter either way.

Next: Ethan/Xander

Ethan/Xander

[vampedvixen.livejournal.com]

One small glamour was all it took to have him as Ethan’s feet, well metaphorically speaking. Literally, he was sprawled across the bed, feeling the sting of Ethan’s crop. Oh how red Xander’s ass was getting. He wasn’t going to be able to sit down comfortably for quite a long time once the magically endowed man was through with the boy. The best part was that Xander thought it was Giles giving him the thirty lashes. Ethan would never be blamed for any of this, he wouldn’t have to call the next day or send flowers and a thank you.

Next: Drabbling. Dawn.