Nonexistent fic meme

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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 :>

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[imadra-blue.livejournal.com]

Ahahaahaha. >:D

The Dark River

During the Clone Wars, Dooku takes Obi-Wan captive, attempting to seduce him to the dark side. The seduction becomes literal, and one has to wonder who is playing who.

*whistles innocently*

[winter]

I still think I took the easy way out at the end there, though I’m rather proud of the scene where Obi-Wan watches through a one-way mirror as Dooku has Anakin tortured. And the clothes sequence, when Dooku makes Obi-Wan put on the Sith uniform for the first time...

Dooku didn’t touch him.

His own hands pulled on the black fabric. The undertunic had adhesive patches inside the long sleeves that allowed them to be tucked in and fastened to regulate length. The trousers slid like warm water over his flesh, and he shuddered as he felt Dooku’s eyes follow the movement. There was a frayed thread on the collar of the overtunic, weak enough to be snapped by teeth.

He cut his fingers on the buckles of the boots, and the leather gleamed where his blood fell upon it. Pain gives strength, he remembered: Dooku. Through death we reach for eternity: Qui-Gon.

The viewport made a poor mirror, but the only other available would be Dooku’s dark eyes, and he was tired of looking for meaning in them. The black cloak stood between him and the world. In the depths of the hood, he felt his lips twist, the airconditioned atmosphere of the ship drying his teeth in an instant as they were bared. Through hate and anger to victory, he remembered.

Maul.

[imadra-blue.livejournal.com]

*jawdrops*

I really want you to write me this fic. It would be so awesome. And 99% of the time, I hate it when people write Obi-Wan on the edge, because most of them don't have a solid grasp on his character, but I'd totally read yours. :D

[winter]

Providing I manage to shut up Gerald with the lemon I'm currently writing him, I might just do that. For some reason *cough*Coldfire*cough* I'm exploring the themes of fall and redemption lately, and that one would provide for both. It'd take a lot to make my Dooku believably interested in Obi-Wan, but it'd be a good challenge.

(Gods, I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't placate the vampire with schmoop with his ex-priest OTP. That guy's absolutely possessive about my head and creative abilities...)