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27 Apr 2008 03:30 pmMeme stolen from
amewarashi
Check my fandoms, my favorite characters, the pairings I like the most, my kinks, my fictional crushes, anything. Now, in a friendly and possibly teasing way, point out the obvious and not so obvious trends or fetishes you see in my tastes. Maybe I'm nuts for all vampire stories, or have a thing for men who smoke, or I'm fond for the tsundere archetype, or I'm into rival slash. Let's point out all of those you've noticed I tend to squee about during our friendship.
Check my fandoms, my favorite characters, the pairings I like the most, my kinks, my fictional crushes, anything. Now, in a friendly and possibly teasing way, point out the obvious and not so obvious trends or fetishes you see in my tastes. Maybe I'm nuts for all vampire stories, or have a thing for men who smoke, or I'm fond for the tsundere archetype, or I'm into rival slash. Let's point out all of those you've noticed I tend to squee about during our friendship.
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Date: 27 April 2008 01:39 pm (UTC)I could probably work out a few things if I checked, but: you tend to like fairytale-esque stories, and often have elements of that in your writing.
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Date: 27 April 2008 01:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 27 April 2008 01:51 pm (UTC)And the the magnificent bastard troupe makes me think of you, not sure why.
And fantasy stories with heavy character deaths, violence, and fucked-up-ness in general. For instance, old-school CLAMP and ASOIAF and perhaps The Sandman if you really push it.
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Date: 27 April 2008 02:04 pm (UTC)WE CAN BE BATSHITINSANE-INCEST LOVING BUDDIES!
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Date: 27 April 2008 02:10 pm (UTC)hahahaha, yeah, you posted this at the same time as my comment, that's hilarious :)
And the the magnificent bastard troupe makes me think of you, not sure why.
I do love stories with them. Even if I don't necessarly love them. Not in that way, at least.
And fantasy stories with heavy character deaths, violence, and fucked-up-ness in general.
Lol, yes, I guess I do.
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Date: 27 April 2008 04:46 pm (UTC)Okay really just the general thing of D/s relationships.
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Date: 27 April 2008 05:17 pm (UTC)"Surly," Seishirou said as Subaru squirmed slightly under him, "you aren't going to attempt to get away now."
Subaru froze. "Seishirou-san - "
"Don't talk," Seishirou said lightly, though he made sure his tone was sharp.
Subaru closed his mouth and darted his eyes to the side.
Seishirou let him, for the time being, as he moved to lick some blood off of his jaw.
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Date: 27 April 2008 05:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 27 April 2008 05:49 pm (UTC)WANT ANOTHER?
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Date: 27 April 2008 05:52 pm (UTC)Tie :)
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Date: 27 April 2008 06:13 pm (UTC)He should to look away, because watching Seishirou at that moment was like looking straight into the sun. But he didn't want to.
"Close your eyes, Subaru-kun," Seishirou muttered as he eased between Subaru's legs.
Subaru closed his eyes.
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Date: 27 April 2008 06:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 27 April 2008 08:22 pm (UTC)Do you want a drabble yourself?
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Date: 27 April 2008 08:23 pm (UTC)AND YES. Um bindings for a prompt.
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Date: 27 April 2008 08:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 27 April 2008 09:04 pm (UTC)Subaru's hands are searing cold, his arms are loose, dangling lamely. He could do- he can't. He clings himself tightly and falls to his knee.
Red ribbons, strangling her, spreading her. Like a spider's web. A cat's cradle. Almost pretty.
Dead, bound, tightly held, and he-
She's dead. She's dead. His fault, as much as anyone is to blame, but he-
Twin strings of self-loathing and yearning threaten to throttle him.
-envies her.
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Date: 27 April 2008 09:05 pm (UTC)thanks.
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Date: 28 April 2008 02:40 pm (UTC)I probably would have reposted pointing attention to them anyway because I'm an attention whoreAskno subject
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