my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
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A Tribute: No More Snakes and Ladders (by Reremouse & Tabaqui)

There once was a fic.  A massive, intense, beautiful fic that starts out at the bottom of a pit in Sunnydale (sorta) and climbs to dizzying heights.  Written by two of my most favorite Buffy-verse authors.  Every line is love.  And since I first discovered it I've read it, and re-read it, and honestly if the computer screen or the links had the ability to wear away they would have with the number of times I've returned to take in a chapter or two, or go through the whole long ride one more time.  So you'll understand that I couldn't just make one graphic for this fic.  I couldn't even just make two.  Instead, like the fic itself that has 25 "squares", I've made a graphic for each chapter.  Each is a little visual ditty that hopefully will evoke a little something for each of you that have read it (or if you haven't, please, go read it).

So, I'd like to introduce to you to:





























































Tags: *pairing: spike/xander, *pairing: wes/gunn, my fic tributes, my graphics, my walls
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