Nonexistent fic meme

[winter]

Stolen from far too many people on the f-list, which probably means I won't get comments...

If you make up titles for stories I didn't write, I will respond with details of those non-written stories. Just think of the possibilities! (If you'd like to include details you'd like, pairings or fandom or something, do that too.)

And hey, a twist to it: I'll actually write snippets of those nonexistent fics for you :>

Comments

[azarias.livejournal.com]

I was really impressed when you did that entire series of Van Helsing vignettes, one for each song from "Abbey Road". I think "You Never Gave Me Your Money" was my favorite, really.

[winter]

I don't know, I always thought having them shag on top of a pile of gold stolen from the Sultan was a bit over the top. I do remember the Octopus's Garden one fondly...

Neither of them needed to breathe, but they still gasped as they broke through the surface of the water. Gabriel reached for the rope to pull himself up to the top of the cliff, but Vlad reached for him instead, and it felt more natural than breathing and paina nd prayer to kiss him, with hunger and heat and all the memories that bridged the chasm between them. Vlad’s fang cut a gash in Gabriel’s tongue, and the way Vlad mewled when he tasted the blood made Gabriel long to tear off their soaked clothing then and there.

They broke away, gasping once again. Vlad’s eyes shone blue with vampiric fire.

“Let’s get out of here, Gabriel,” he said. He looked down into the water, where slithering shadows still swirled. “I prefer your advances to those of the octopus.”

[azarias.livejournal.com]

Heh. Just realized I commented on the other one but not this one. Post-movie VH/Drac intrigues me.

I feel compelled to defend the honor of the octopus, though. Sure, he's a bit grabby, but he'd always come to the door of the castle instead of sitting out in the carriage honking, and if he squirts out strange liquids without warning, probably it's to hide you from your enemies.