the sexy brutale fanfic and whichever numbers are most interesting (i will admit i didn't look for the post with the question numbers on i just saw you were doing a thing and wanted in)
ix why must you make me make decisions you know i constantly make bad ones
3: What’s your favorite line of narration?
Willow blinked, looked up from her liquid poison of choice. And then looked up some more until she could properly see the face of Redd Rockridge. Of the Rockridge brothers, Redd had been the one early in line when God gave out looks. Despite that, the sight of him would sit even the rowdiest drunk down in their seat. The sight of his biceps alone could quiet a bar.
Redd had the decency to look bashful, decency being the other trait he was first in line for.
4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?
there’s nothing else it can be except this
The look on her face must have said it all, because Redd busted out another sigh and slumped forward on the counter conspiratorially. “Look, I’ll give it to you straight – “
“I didn’t mean it like that. Look, Willow,” he murmured.
5: What part was hardest to write?
so the bet thing, i just, kept agonizing over how i could do a bet but not make it Bad. then someone reminded me that people bet with money and that solved everything.
7: Where did the title come from?
there’s not really anything it comes from i just chose this question so i could just point out the title and say, it’s a good title
9: Were there any alternate versions of this fic?
somewhere in the multiverse there’s another version of this fic where i didn’t figure out a decent way to do the bet and the loser of the bet was to basically be humiliated in front of an audience and boy i’m glad i don’t live in that place.
