Writing frustration

[winter]

I totally should post something Star Wars related, except for the fact that I didn't realise posting my info in imadra_blue's friending meme would lead to people actually friending me. So. Um. Probably not the right moment to mention the fact I haven't touched Star Wars with a ten foot pole in a long while.

Anyway, spent today trying to fic and failing. Current working-on-them-right-now list, just to motivate me tomorrow at work, because apparently I'm unable to write at home; at this rate I'll be able to write something I want to write around... hm, July?

- 3 Tanz der Vampire stories (trials of a vampire father, very twisted Dracula/Krolock and Herbertfic). All for fyrie *expletive deleted*

- Vlad and Gabriel by the fire, for ariss_tenoh, with sincere apologies for the delay

- Coldfire: Family Ties, possible vignettes, for Gerald Tarrant. Peskiest muse ever

- next set of Dooku drabbles for the 1character prompts, and the Dooku-and-Obi-Wan fic, for imadra_blue

- miscellaneous Dooku and non-Dooku fic for the SW people on the f-list because I'm feeling guilty

Oh, and on top of everything else I may be able to combine my obligations towards fyrie, the Coldfire people and the Star Wars people in one fic. But I've a feeling it might get me a wee bit flamed =^.^=

In other news, GIP. *purrs*

EDIT: *headdesk* Completely forgot. fyrie did it again. The next installment of her Buffy/Tanz crossover killed me even deader. Even if you don't know anything about Buffy or Tanz, if you have the slightest fondness for dominant vampires, for Lucifer's sake read this story.

Comments

Re: Another Herbert snippet, and backstory

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

If someone had told me two weeks ago that I would have this much written and those pairings of all things... gah...

Feral!dying!Herbert yay

[winter]

“They’ll suffer,” his father promised.

“Oh, yes, yes.” Pale lips curled back from white teeth. “I’ll cut them to pieces. If I can.”

“You will. I’ll summon doctors-“

The softest rasping sound of long strands of hair shifting against each other as Herbert shook his head. “They’ve been here. All of them.”

“I’ll find others-“

“I-“ Another drawn-out breath, and Herbert was trembling now. “I don’t think I have the time.”

Von Krolock’s fingers clenched, and for a moment he thought his nails had cut his son’s skin, but the sharp smell of fresh blood had another source. As Herbert struggled to turn in his arms, the sweat-soiled linen of his shirt parted, revealing a bandage streaked with red and brown. At the edge of the bandage, the pale skin was reddened, pulled taut.

“Father, listen,” the young man hissed. “It comes and goes, the fever – late night brings retreat, but I don’t know how long I have, how much time with my thoughts clear enough. Listen.”

Re: Feral!dying!Herbert yay

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

*wibbles* Oh, he is so wretchedly, beautifully hot... and so, so sad! And look!, more VK angst! he should bottle it and sell it :D

Re: Feral!dying!Herbert yay

[winter]

It figures that he'd even manage to die fetchingly.

BTW, this thing now has a title. Todesglocken.

Re: Feral!dying!Herbert yay

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

Trust herbie :D If you're gonna go. Go with style :D

Oooh! Good title! very good title :D