Fandom united <3
Mar. 2nd, 2015 07:42 pmHere we go - in honour of
I've started a couple of stories below. Add a sentence or two and sit back and see what happens. Mix up genres, tropes, writing styles, pairings - switch fandom mid story if you feel like it. Artists and non-writers join in too - it's not meant to be a writing competition, it's meant to be fun
If the story branches off because two people reply to the same comment, just go with it! We can have multiple endings. If none of the stories here appeal, start your own by beginning a new comment thread and putting a TITLE for the story in the subject line.
Comment as many times as you like! Start different threads! Be creative! Be bold! Be silly!
Don't be shy! Come and PLAYYYYYY! We might write a new fandom classic together! ♥ ♥ ♥
ETA: WE HAVE A FINISHED FIC.
How Ron Got Detention (was: Ron's Big Moment), by
I have to go to bed now but please keep playing! I'd be delighted to wake up in the morning to plenty more collaborations. I'll add any finished ones to a masterlist. Have fun ♥
ETA AGAIN: WE HAVE FANART
Scuba by the lovely
I'm so happy this nonsensical little fest is producing genuinely fabulous things \o/
I'm sorry, I can't play again tonight. I have to catch up on some writing, but please do read through the comments - some of them are hilarious, while others are wonderfully kinky (some are hilarious AND kinky) - and carry on playing and writing as much as you like!
Re: Harry Potter and the Fetish Stone
Date: 2015-03-02 11:45 pm (UTC)"What are you going to do with that?" Harry's voice broke and he shuddered with pleasure when Snape trailed the tip of the crop over his inner thigh.
Snape smirked, and he tapped the crop against Harry's legs. "Exactly what you want me to do with it. This is your fantasy after all."
Snape looked down at his outfit. Gone were the long, black robes. Instead, Snape wore black fitted trousers, riding boots and a loose fitting shirt. He let out a soft snort, and shook his head. His lips twitched and when he looked at Harry his gaze was dark with arousal.
"How interesting. It appears you enjoy being treated like a pet, Potter. Although I would prefer to see you as an eager little pup than a pony, given the choice. Are you quite sure this is what you desire?"