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Mar. 9th, 2004 05:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
iceinyourmusic(I like to keep track of my fannish ebbs and flows, for future reference; hence that one particular fandoms survey that came and went a long time ago. Gacked it from someone back then, but have no idea who that might have been.)
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart into a million pieces and then laughed about it.
Still the Jossverse.
The old flame you don't see very often anymore but with whom you still really enjoy getting together for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets.
The West Wing.
The mysterious dark gothy one with whom you used to sit up talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized they really were fucking crazy.
Austen. really. fucking.gothy. crazy. I was young. I miss that.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd really still like to fuck again, although you're relieved she doesn't live in town.
The Sentinel. ha.
The steady.
Popslash, going to the chapel and we're gonna get married (in Vegas).
The mistress.
All the tiny obscure book/movie/etc. one-time-only fandoms.
The alluring stranger with whom you've flirted at parties but have never really gotten serious with.
Farscape.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just buddies because the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't.
Harry Potter.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except that it's never really gone anywhere.
X-Files.
The one who's slept with all your friends and you keep looking at her and thinking her? How the hell did she land all these cool babes?
Alias. Also, Star Trek, any generation.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and about whom she keeps babbling to you on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly.
I didn't have an answer to this when the meme was actually doing the rounds, and I don't have an answer to it now. Somewhere along the line, I've lost my ability to believe that any fannish thing will ever truly end badly... or well.
I promise to edit this entry the day any one of you says you're going to start writing Man from U.N.C.L.E. slash exclusively.
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tufftaffaty, hon, I'd be so happy for you, but you know that Solo's just gonna break your heart in the end, like he did to Illya. poor, poor Illya.
In other news, I was at the parents' this morning and tried to download/burn the JC track but Windows XP kindly messed it up for me. so no JC track. I weep bitter (bitter!) tears of defeat.
... can you tell I'm insanely busy with uniwork right now?
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart into a million pieces and then laughed about it.
Still the Jossverse.
The old flame you don't see very often anymore but with whom you still really enjoy getting together for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets.
The West Wing.
The mysterious dark gothy one with whom you used to sit up talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized they really were fucking crazy.
Austen. really. fucking.
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd really still like to fuck again, although you're relieved she doesn't live in town.
The Sentinel. ha.
The steady.
Popslash, going to the chapel and we're gonna get married (in Vegas).
The mistress.
All the tiny obscure book/movie/etc. one-time-only fandoms.
The alluring stranger with whom you've flirted at parties but have never really gotten serious with.
Farscape.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just buddies because the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't.
Harry Potter.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except that it's never really gone anywhere.
X-Files.
The one who's slept with all your friends and you keep looking at her and thinking her? How the hell did she land all these cool babes?
Alias. Also, Star Trek, any generation.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and about whom she keeps babbling to you on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly.
I didn't have an answer to this when the meme was actually doing the rounds, and I don't have an answer to it now. Somewhere along the line, I've lost my ability to believe that any fannish thing will ever truly end badly... or well.
I promise to edit this entry the day any one of you says you're going to start writing Man from U.N.C.L.E. slash exclusively.
Edited:
tufftaffaty, hon, I'd be so happy for you, but you know that Solo's just gonna break your heart in the end, like he did to Illya. poor, poor Illya.In other news, I was at the parents' this morning and tried to download/burn the JC track but Windows XP kindly messed it up for me. so no JC track. I weep bitter (bitter!) tears of defeat.
... can you tell I'm insanely busy with uniwork right now?
an announcement
Date: 2004-03-09 11:58 am (UTC)snippet (just for YOU!): [¨*~ ~*¨ indicates thoughts]
Napoleon leaned over the table, grabbed Illya's hand.
"My dreams lately... They've just been the strangest."
"Oh?" said Illya, trying not to sound hopeful. After all, he'd been having strange dreams ever since he teamed up with ¨*~ submitted to, really ~*¨ Napoleon. ¨*~ That hunk! ~*¨
"Yeah... I keep dreaming I'm going to bed with this beautiful blonde babe..."
"Oh."
"Only, then suddenly she turns into a MAN!"
"Oh!"
"And... I get strangely excited!"
"Mmm... I mean, okay."
"Yes, how strange that I should be attracted to a blonde foreign man..."
"Pant, pant."
"Illya, I don't know ho to say this... I'm in love with Klaus the East German Secret Agent!"
ach, klaus!
Date: 2004-03-09 12:17 pm (UTC)"Pant, pant."
"Illya, I don't know ho to say this... I'm in love with Klaus the East German Secret Agent!"
*groan*
*loves on you*
*edits entry*
Re: ach, klaus!
Date: 2004-03-09 12:40 pm (UTC)Let's just say I get a lot of flames from the Illya/Solo shippers...
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Date: 2004-03-09 12:50 pm (UTC)get a lot of flames from the Illya/Solo shippers
Well, what do you expect, heretic? I'm personally all about the Illya/Solo love, though if you promise that Rex will have puppies in the madcap mpreg chapter, I might be persuaded to read. (and buy you a sacrificial iPod, obviously, but then everybody's already doing that.)