Oneshots for anon_lovefest always have a ridiculous amount of worldbuilding when I write them. I highly suspect this one of wanting a sequel. The cafeteria scene alluded to is gnawing at the edges of my brain already >.<
Title: Between Twelve and Twenty a Minute
Pairing: pre Brendon/Spencer
Rating: pg
Wordcount: 1507
Summary: The day Brendon
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my dear, you need, i repeat need, to write me up some Gabe/Vicky/Nate!!!! even though we are strangers on the internet! because i read this, and i started cuing up some music (in case you're wondering: hurricane, one of THOSE nights, i think i'm paranoid, and nobody puts baby in the corner) and i was like, 'ooh. brenny, you and your mormon D/s-ness, and you're so cute, J-Walk, and ooh, Sisky, does your collar jingle pleasingly when you walk and Pete, do you still have your wondrous tattoos and do they get all kinds of pretty shades when you get all beat down?' and yeah. so. uh, yeah. you wanna be my first ever LJ friend? :D
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friending is done. :)
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I know you're in the process of writing more, so I'm not going to badger you about that, but guhhh. This 'verse reduces me to words that aren't even words.
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I LOVE IT and we should talk more, i like your fic.
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I'm glad you really like this. I'm a reader-not-writer of Stargate Atlantis, and they have many bdsm worlds, and when I saw the prompt I had to go for it. I just wasn't expecting such a large world to pop up behind what was supposed to be just Brendon looking for a dom. Oops. And now almost everyone in bandom has a role, and it's become this whole THING. *sigh*
I'm always down for talking more. Comment threads and aim both make me happy. :)
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:)
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