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Someone requested another crossover meme, but -- why stick with just crossovers? Here's your chance to request things from any fandom you like -- especially if the fandom is small, obscure, or has no request type of meme available. Hopefully someone else will come along and fill it out, or someone else's request will spark something off in your head that you just have to write --

So here you go!


PAN-FANDOM FANWORKS MEME


Anon is on like always!

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ETA: Sorry, link list's gone. Realizing it'd exceed the character limit.

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[gyllespi.livejournal.com]

In his passion, Fandomsecrets had slammed his fist onto their little café table, knocked over his friend’s tea, and spilt a good amount onto Roleplaysecrets’ plain jeans. He looked down and stared, half in dismay and half in good-natured amusement, at the brown stain quickly spreading over his denim.

“Well.” The younger community laughed a little. “This is awkward. No, it’s not a problem” -- Fandomsecrets was trying, ineffectually, to mop up the mess and his patting was a little too close to Roleplaysecret’s private anatomy for comfort -- “I’ll just -- ah -- dry it off myself.”

“Heyyy, no need for that.” Fandomsecrets jingled his keys cheerily. “Come over to my place, you can change there, get yourself cleaned up. Plus, I’ve got some tea I can make that’s better than this stuff anyway. You should stay over, have a cup with me.”

“I -- really? Wait -- what’s this place called?”

“Fandom_Wank,” said Fandomsecrets, dismissive, “but it’s only good for short stops and the like. I couldn’t stomach a full meal.”

“Well...” Roleplaysecrets hesitated. But his friend’s speech had cheered him up, sure enough, and it wasn’t like he had anything else to do. “I guess I can come.”

“Great!” Fandomsecrets left a generous tip and the two walked off, chatting easily with each other like the best of friends. As a lone mod came by to take care of their leftovers, snatches of their conversation could be briefly overheard before fading into silence:

“You just have to accept the fact that you’re made for wank, RP!S -- can I call you RP!S?”

“RP!S has always been real-person slash to me.”

“Whatever. Just realize that the majority of watcher come to you for drama, and roll with it! It’s what you’re made for. You have a calling, Roleplaysecrets, and I admire that.”

“Thanks. You know, I think you got a few lines from Kamina in that speech of yours.”

“Really? Those secrets must be rubbing off on me...”

And they were gone.