Some drabbles.
Jul. 10th, 2005 10:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tsuru_sanI have the period from hell. I even woke up in the middle of the night from the cramps. D:
Writing makes a little better though...
Title: Frost
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Erika/Selene
Rating: PG
Summary: (210 words) Erika knows Selene’s not completely frozen.
The grounds of Ordoghaz are gripped in a cold winter, and a menagerie of miniature ice crystals cling to plants and stonework alike, sheathing everything in a thin layer of ice. The ground is hard and frozen and lifeless. Erika stares out at it, the all-encompassing sheen prim and grim in the early morning.
Because of shorter days, the sun has not yet risen. However, most vampires are already retiring anyway so it is a small surprise when Erika suddenly feels a hand on her shoulder. She jumps a little on pure reflex, but her mind is aware that it’s Selene. Neither woman says a word; they just stand there, Selene looking out at the world and Erika stealing glances at the frigid dealer.
Finally, Erika is the one to break the silence. “It’s beautiful…isn’t it?”
A curt nod is the brown-eyed death dealer’s only reply.
Silently, Erika takes Selene’s hand, their slim feminine fingers intertwined. Gently, the serving maid gives the warrior’s hand a slight squeeze, and Selene actually returns the gesture. Erika doesn’t say anything, but she’s smiling inside. Like the mansion grounds, Selene is coated in a protective layer of frost, but—like the earth itself—she’s secretly far from frozen.
And winter never lasts forever…
Title: Bait
Fandom: Van Helsing
Pairing: Dracula/Carl
Rating: PG-13
Summary: (100 words) Dracula is using Carl as bait to catch Van Helsing.
“Poor, poor monk. All alone with no altar to hide behind.”
“I’m a friar, not a monk—hey! Stop doing that!” Carl demanded nervously as Dracula suddenly grabbed his hips.
“Stop what, my dear friar?” the Count purred mockingly.
“That! That!” Carl squeaked. He tried to pull away but with his wrists shackled firmly overhead, the effort was fruitless as the vampire’s sinfully slender hands started to caress the captured friar’s thighs.
To Carl’s surprise, Dracula actually did stop. “You’ll beg for something different soon enough. It could be quite awhile before Van Helsing comes to try and rescue you.”
Writing makes a little better though...
Title: Frost
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Erika/Selene
Rating: PG
Summary: (210 words) Erika knows Selene’s not completely frozen.
The grounds of Ordoghaz are gripped in a cold winter, and a menagerie of miniature ice crystals cling to plants and stonework alike, sheathing everything in a thin layer of ice. The ground is hard and frozen and lifeless. Erika stares out at it, the all-encompassing sheen prim and grim in the early morning.
Because of shorter days, the sun has not yet risen. However, most vampires are already retiring anyway so it is a small surprise when Erika suddenly feels a hand on her shoulder. She jumps a little on pure reflex, but her mind is aware that it’s Selene. Neither woman says a word; they just stand there, Selene looking out at the world and Erika stealing glances at the frigid dealer.
Finally, Erika is the one to break the silence. “It’s beautiful…isn’t it?”
A curt nod is the brown-eyed death dealer’s only reply.
Silently, Erika takes Selene’s hand, their slim feminine fingers intertwined. Gently, the serving maid gives the warrior’s hand a slight squeeze, and Selene actually returns the gesture. Erika doesn’t say anything, but she’s smiling inside. Like the mansion grounds, Selene is coated in a protective layer of frost, but—like the earth itself—she’s secretly far from frozen.
And winter never lasts forever…
Title: Bait
Fandom: Van Helsing
Pairing: Dracula/Carl
Rating: PG-13
Summary: (100 words) Dracula is using Carl as bait to catch Van Helsing.
“Poor, poor monk. All alone with no altar to hide behind.”
“I’m a friar, not a monk—hey! Stop doing that!” Carl demanded nervously as Dracula suddenly grabbed his hips.
“Stop what, my dear friar?” the Count purred mockingly.
“That! That!” Carl squeaked. He tried to pull away but with his wrists shackled firmly overhead, the effort was fruitless as the vampire’s sinfully slender hands started to caress the captured friar’s thighs.
To Carl’s surprise, Dracula actually did stop. “You’ll beg for something different soon enough. It could be quite awhile before Van Helsing comes to try and rescue you.”
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Date: 2005-07-10 05:38 pm (UTC)Have I ever told you how much I love you? XD *tackle* I love the Dracula/Carl fic!
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Date: 2005-07-12 07:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-10 10:54 pm (UTC)PS: Selene/Erika and Dracula/Carl drabbles in a singular post? *glomps you*
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Date: 2005-07-12 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-11 02:37 am (UTC)Your muses must like Gene Fowler --
"Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead."
They almost got it right.
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Date: 2005-07-12 07:38 pm (UTC)Me: Don't encourage them. -_-'
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Date: 2005-07-11 05:08 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-07-12 08:44 am (UTC)I have recently become fairly paracetamol dependant with headaches. I hate taking them because I once O.D'd and just looking at them makes me retch a little. I hope you feel better soon, just go all self-indulgent for a while. Works like a charm.
Love the fics, BTW. :)
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Date: 2005-07-12 09:22 pm (UTC)just go all self-indulgent for a while.
Mmmm...I think I will.