Two very evil authors

[winter]

Fic later. Now, recs for the people who are making me write it.

First of all, I've mentioned guede_mazaka's The Black Road before. Now she wrote an extra not-quite-epilogue that shorted out my brain rather neatly.

(In return, I owe her Van Helsing angelic party fic.)

And second, the usual suspect. In the Name of, the story that'll make you see just why adore the Tanz vampires so much. Because they can, in utterly plausible ways, kick anyone's arse. No, honestly - you really, really don't need to know anything about Tanz to read this crack. But I don't guarantee sanity afterwards.

(In return, I owe her Herbert ficlets galore, as soon as I come up with enough pretentious German titles.)

In related news, I still can't decide which is weirder as OTP: Dark!Harry Potter/Stockholm-syndrome!Lucius or Herbert von Krolock/Spike. H/S is way fluffier, though. And more blood. *gives up and ships both*

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

Mirroring Herbert’s own gesture of moments earlier, von Krolock lifted his hand, touching the mark on his throat lightly with his fingertips. He didn’t look angry about it, or even a little concerned.

“I have,” he agreed, the smile lingering about his lips.

Golden brows rose towards Herbert’s hairline. He leaned forward, peering at the marks that didn’t look… quite like any bites he had ever seen, then sat back sharply, eyes wide, face a picture of shock.

“I…” He tried to find some other tangent, some matter that did not focus on the fact that his father, his dominant, powerful father, had been bitten by a slip of a mortal girl and was clearly quite happy about it.

His father’s lips twitched in silent amusement. “You look rather surprised,” he said with a soft chuckle.

“Dawn?” Herbert heard himself utter.

Von Krolock closed his eyes with that same, lazy smile. “Her fury was magnificent,” he murmured. “I only intended to distract her, that you and her sister would be spared her wrath.”

Only intended to distract her?

That opened up a new avenue of possibilities of the direction his father’s evening had gone in. Restraining one such as Dawn was a complicated enough matter when she was in a pleasant mood.

While a great part of him baulked at the idea of knowing precisely what, there was a morbidly curious aspect of his mind that was just dying to ask what precisely the fiery little mortal had done to make his father practically radiate satisfaction.

And clearly, his father could tell, judging by the knowing curl of his lips and the glitter of his eyes between his lashes.

[winter]

Curiosity killed the cat, I think ;)

(Back. Bloody line at the post office.)

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

His mind is going a mile a minute and he's like "But she... but it's dad... but she... GAAAAAH!"

[winter]

I don't think Dawn expected to break two minds for the price of one ;)

Now? What happens next? *bounces a little*

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

I've had to run back to class, but I think I'll be able to escape a bit early this afternoon, on account of my brother's school being on strike.

*ponders* I'm still trying to get Herbert past his brain breakage :D And there's a possibility Dawn will wander in, as smug and purry as VK himself ;)

[winter]

Cool :) You'll be able to work in peace, because I've got a lecture...

With how playful VK's being, he might be the next one to do/say something, especially since he probably doesn't see Herbie speechless often. Spike could also wake up...

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

BAHAHA! If Dawn wanders in as well when Spike's just woken up and seen Herbie in a WTF? mindset, and drapes herself over VK, he's going to be sure he's hallucinating from lack of sleep ;)

[winter]

I think that'd be the point where Herbie goes "Okay, now leave us alone and stop breaking our brains plzkthx" ;)

(That, and Spike has overdue snuggling of his own to do, methinks...)

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

*kicks them* This stupid Dawn-being-injured chapter is taking over my brain! Can't decide if it would be more fun having her shot or stabbed.

Also, reading Buffy eps:

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

DAWN: It’s nothing. It’s just a scrape. Plus, I had a plan the whole time.
BUFFY: (dubious) Really...?
DAWN: Yeah, I planned to get killed, come back as a vampire, and bite
you.

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[winter]

*pats* I appreciate the dramatic potential, but vampires need a bit of love, too!

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

I'm playing with it now :) But gah! Illyria wants to kill. VK wants to kill. Even Spike wants to kill :D

[winter]

The only remaining question is, in how many thousand pieces will the vampire hunters be at the end?

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[winter]

Also, *icon*

And that quote is so Dawn.

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

SQUEE! ICON! :D

I forgot how much she grew on me in the later seasons :D

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[winter]

Still not terrifically happy with Spike's hair, and had to flip him so the eyebrow is wrong, but not bad for 30 minutes of fiddling :D

(Also, I need that heart brush. This thing took me another 20 minutes to make as vector.)

Re: random quotes and hee!

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

DAWN: Well, I can’t take you in a fight or anything, even with a chip in your head. But you do sleep. If you hurt my sister at all… touch
her… you’re going to wake up on fire.

Dawn’s eyes go cold and Spike stands speechless..

CUT TO:
SUNNYDALE— RESIDENTIAL STREETS— NIGHT 15


SPIKE: You’re awfully quiet.
BUFFY: Wouldn’t know what to say.
SPIKE: Fine with me. I was more than half-expecting to get an earful
anyway. And when exactly did your sister get unbelievably scary?

[winter]

:D

I think I'm missing out on a lot by not having seen much Dawnstuff.

[fyrie.livejournal.com]

I forgot half of this! Eeh! It works so nicely :D

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

Before he could find the right words to form a sentence, let alone a question, a faint sound from the opposite side of the bed made him look around to see William stirring drowsily, his rumpled hair getting tousled as he ran a hand over his head.

Yawning, the youngest vampire peered blearily up at him, a pleasantly dopey smile crossing his lips a moment before he seemed to remember himself and cleared his throat, assuming a more cocky grin.

“Good morning, William,” von Krolock sounded genuinely amused and Herbert had trouble hiding his grin when William jumped as if given an electric shock, tearing his eyes from Herbert to search out the speaker.

“Er...”

Herbert’s lips compressed into a line as he tried to stop himself from grinning, for fear of splitting his cheek open again. Apparently, his father’s smile was as unnerving to William as it had been to him.

Like an uncertain child, he carefully climbed up onto the edge of the bed, kneeling close to Herbert’s side, one hand reaching out and brushing against Herbert’s as blue eyes flicked between grey and dark ones.

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[winter]

Aww, poor bewildered Spike :D But sleepy like that, he's more likely to ask a direct question, I think, therefore saving Herbert the trouble.

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

S'true, that ;) Plus, he's kind of not sure the night before really happened, so he's being cautious rather than glomping Herbie, only to be told "um... no, we're just friends"

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[winter]

I think Herbert might notice the latter and just tell him to glomp away ;)

*has a mental image of the whole crazy family lounging on the bed as Buffy and Vitto angst downstairs and try to ignore the happy lovey vibes*

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[fyrie.livejournal.com]

Double-whammy on the pre-emptive telepathy there :D

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[winter]

I think I'm getting better with practice.