I'm also quite mad because in addition to the four fics I've got in the works listed in my last post, I know have two more to add to the pile. Over at BSV we were chatting about threesomes and eowyn315 dared me to write a believable season 7 basement Spike threesome with Buffy and Faith. Now that is a challenge considering how much baggage those three have together. I've been plotting it out and it will probably be something like a three-parter with lots of angst and set-up, since I really don't see the three of them just falling into bed with each other. Aside from a nice challenge, my first crack at a threesome and writing Faith, it's also a good excuse to get to use those chains/shackles that they had down there for Spike. Mmm...chains.
And then like the complete psycho I am, I decided to take a writer request at
feedmykinkfor a Victorian era all-human William/Dru fic featuring the use of absinthe, outdoor sex, poetry, and biting. I actually got really inspired after I did some fairly extensive impromptu research on absinthe and found the perfect segment of a poem about absinthe for William to recite. Fun fact: apparently because it was frowned upon for society women to consume alcohol during the late 19th century, ether-soaked strawberries were all the rave to get your high on. Morphine was also trendy and women would buy high end gold and silver-plated hypodermic needles so they could shoot up. The internet is a wonderful thing. You learn something new everyday. Bless you Google books.
I am now off to rot in academic pergatory and wallow in the misery that is my anthropology of disaster paper.
