Secret Slasha Pimp

[doyle]

katemonkey's running Secret Slasha - request two BtVS/Angel pairings and one wildcard character who can be slashed with anyone. Everybody should join, obviously, but I'd just like to make a shameless plea for f/f-type folks to sign up. Because it's all about me and what I'd like to read/write, of course. (That's the true meaning of Christmas. Clarence said so in It's a Wonderful Life. It was in the deleted scenes. You probably skipped over it.)

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[lasultrix.livejournal.com]

Meep! But you could write such wonderful Cordelia/Fred!
I may rearrange things. I could put Angel as my wildcard and hope like hell people go with the LA options rather than the skeery Sunnydale ones (Xander? Just no. Oz? Never really been my thing. Snyder? Let's not go there), then Cordelia/Fred for main pairing and... who for secondary? That's an interesting question.

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

I say for the secondary - Angel/Snyder: It's What's For Dinner.

Ooh, pretty pretty icon.

(On a totally different topic, marymac's going Dublinwards for some historical conference thingamajig at some point. She suggest I tag along and stalk you, which I think's a great idea, so if you see someone lurking suspiciously in the bushes...)

[lasultrix.livejournal.com]

Bwah! But now I must request Angel/Lindsey again, having seen your icon!

I know the best damn restaurants in town. Let's all go out and get sloshed! You can all crash on my couches if she's not being offered Special Conferencing Accomodation.

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Yay! And if you're heading up this way we can show you the best... the least run down... the not entirely terrible bars in Belfast. And we have lots of sleeping space and DVDs.

[lasultrix.livejournal.com]

No matter what, I will always remember Belfast as The City Where I Was Terribly Terribly Thirsty And It Was Only Eleven PM And There Were No Drinks Anywhere, No Pubs, No Newsagents, No McDonalds, And I Was So Thirsty And So Angry About It That My Boyfriend Broke Up With Me.

Course, if you can find me the café with walls covered in Laurel and Hardy paintings I had such a delicious breakfast at the morning after, I'll remember a Happy Belfast Moment.