Antenna (antennapedia) wrote,
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Apropos of nothing in particular...

Sudden thought: knotting trope fic with Giles/Buffy. Would possibly read knotting fic if it involved Buffy. Or I'd take Xander/Buffy. Anything but the Generic Any Two Guys Slash versions of it that I've seen.

Note that I mean knotting fic specifically, not the Alpha/Omega thing which is the usual gender essentialist idfic, but not the kind of idfic I personally enjoy. Unless you write it het with the woman topping, which would be amusing. Turn Gor around and have all those muscled men writhing around naked longing to be pegged.

Right, just going to leave you with that image. Carry on.
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