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The plan was to come up with one drabble for each prompt this month, but this one got a bit long.
Title: Sanguine
Author: Beer Good (
beer_good_foamy)
Rating: R-ish
Prompt: 157 – femslash pairings
Fandom/timeline: Angel, "Reunion"
Word Count: 333
Characters: Drusilla/Darla
Warnings: ***Violence, slight bloodplay, slight incestuousness***
"When blood sees blood of its own
It sings to see itself again
It sings to hear the voice it's known
It sings to recognize the face"
(Suzanne Vega)
Sanguine
How she's missed this. The music in her head, all violins and angel choirs, the pretty songs the bad lawyers sing and the counterpoint laughter from her daughter, her grandmother, her dear one. They dance through their playthings, matching each other with every step, breaking apart, coming together, herding the lawyers like rats with no place to run.They let them run a few steps and then leap on them, catch, kill, let them beg and barter, kill, dance, laugh, kill.
One of the lawyers picks up a chair and tries to hurt Darla, but Drusilla roars up behind him and slashes his throat with her fingernails, sinking into him up to the second knuckle, and the chair hits the floor and the blood spills into Darla's mouth and Darla pulls both lawyer and granddaughter-mother to her and their lips meet over his jugular, sharing, feeding, remembering, reuniting.
And they're running out of lawyers but the music keeps building, a crescendo like she hasn't known for years; not just since Spike, not since the old days, not since they were whole. And they eat and they gorge and they dance and they kill and they're warm and sticky and the night is bright black and red stars, and grandmother won't let her kill the Useful Ones which is less fun, but then Darla pulls her with her as they kick down the door that Daddy closed and Drusilla carries her reborn daughter up.
The bad lawyer's bedroom is dull and human but the bed is soft, and her daughter's fingernails have been kept short by men who made her be Wrong, but now it's all right again, and they're going to be a family again, and this is what families do. Drusilla sinks her nails into Darla's scalp as the music peaks, pulling her closer, drawing her own blood from her daughter's skin, and her grandmother laughs and Drusilla hears the promise in it and knows that she'll never have to be alone again.
Title: Sanguine
Author: Beer Good (
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Rating: R-ish
Prompt: 157 – femslash pairings
Fandom/timeline: Angel, "Reunion"
Word Count: 333
Characters: Drusilla/Darla
Warnings: ***Violence, slight bloodplay, slight incestuousness***
"When blood sees blood of its own
It sings to see itself again
It sings to hear the voice it's known
It sings to recognize the face"
(Suzanne Vega)
Sanguine
How she's missed this. The music in her head, all violins and angel choirs, the pretty songs the bad lawyers sing and the counterpoint laughter from her daughter, her grandmother, her dear one. They dance through their playthings, matching each other with every step, breaking apart, coming together, herding the lawyers like rats with no place to run.They let them run a few steps and then leap on them, catch, kill, let them beg and barter, kill, dance, laugh, kill.
One of the lawyers picks up a chair and tries to hurt Darla, but Drusilla roars up behind him and slashes his throat with her fingernails, sinking into him up to the second knuckle, and the chair hits the floor and the blood spills into Darla's mouth and Darla pulls both lawyer and granddaughter-mother to her and their lips meet over his jugular, sharing, feeding, remembering, reuniting.
And they're running out of lawyers but the music keeps building, a crescendo like she hasn't known for years; not just since Spike, not since the old days, not since they were whole. And they eat and they gorge and they dance and they kill and they're warm and sticky and the night is bright black and red stars, and grandmother won't let her kill the Useful Ones which is less fun, but then Darla pulls her with her as they kick down the door that Daddy closed and Drusilla carries her reborn daughter up.
The bad lawyer's bedroom is dull and human but the bed is soft, and her daughter's fingernails have been kept short by men who made her be Wrong, but now it's all right again, and they're going to be a family again, and this is what families do. Drusilla sinks her nails into Darla's scalp as the music peaks, pulling her closer, drawing her own blood from her daughter's skin, and her grandmother laughs and Drusilla hears the promise in it and knows that she'll never have to be alone again.
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Date: 2010-02-19 12:04 pm (UTC):rummages:
Can't find it. Never mind. Loved this, which works so well from Dru's POV. I've always thought the Fanged Four family vibe originated with her.
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Date: 2010-02-19 09:43 pm (UTC)Dru's commitment to her family really is quite creepy, if you consider how she was recruited into it in the first place... and she ends up the one who does everything to keep them together.
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Date: 2010-02-19 09:55 pm (UTC)For Darla and Dru anyways :)
What can I say, I have no soul... :-)
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Date: 2010-02-19 01:59 pm (UTC)Poor Dru, always trying to get the family back together and always doomed to lose.
Very nice FitB.
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Date: 2010-02-19 06:49 pm (UTC)Surely there are more in the pantry? *shivers* It is always a good time when the W&H folks are drowned in their own hubris.
I know it is very wrong of me, but I am happy for Dru. Happy that she has someone to care for/about her again. (However, it won't last, Dru darling.)
Well done.
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Date: 2010-02-19 09:59 pm (UTC)I'm pretty sure Holland Manners keeps a few in the freezer, but I wouldn't trust Dru with a microwave, so it might not matter. :-)
Thanks a lot!
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Date: 2010-02-21 05:52 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 11:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-21 07:24 am (UTC)catch, kill, let them beg and barter, kill, dance, laugh, kill.
It's like a song. Great job!
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Date: 2010-02-21 11:44 am (UTC)*breaks out relevant icon.*
Date: 2010-02-24 07:39 pm (UTC)Maybe it comes with loving crazy vampires, but I really do not feel sorry for all the dead lawyers.
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Date: 2010-02-24 10:02 pm (UTC)I really do not feel sorry for all the dead lawyers.
Well, they're evil. And lawyers. (http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DepartmentOfRedundancyDepartment) ;-)
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Date: 2010-02-24 10:17 pm (UTC)Now excuse me while I spend the next 4 hours of my life reading tv tropes.
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Date: 2010-03-10 06:39 pm (UTC)Creepy and bloody, just like I would imagine their relationship!
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Date: 2010-03-10 11:04 pm (UTC)* Or possibly slightly worried. ;-)
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