BtVS/Drabbles
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Title: Dark Macchiato
Words: 100
Prompt: coffee, Remus/Snape, Giles (from BtVS)
Fandom: Harry Potter/BtVS
Rupert was happy to oblige his friend with a meeting. The café was certainly suspicious: it seethed with evil, though every table was full. He took his tea from the scowling man behind the counter and perched on a stool next to Remus, who pointed out the framed etching of the Ninth Circle above them. Rupert nodded and gestured behind him.
"Personally, I have my suspicions about the barista. I saw him draw some kind of rune in a caffe latte."
Remus smiled circumspectly and sipped his espresso. "I can allay that fear. Severus is my accomplice. He's working undercover."
This was trying to write itself while I was writingsor_bet's drabble above. It's connected, but it's a completely different tone, with Ripper and the seventies and a London flat.
Title: Whiplash
Words: 100
Prompt: Well, there's no actual prompt for this one, but Rupert was musing about how he met Remus in the first place.
Characters: Remus Lupin/Rupert Giles
Rating: PG?
Fandom: Harry Potter/BtVS, set during the Maruaders' era
It was his lean body that had attracted Ripper, and the way he tried to vanish in the horde of bodies in the smoky flat. Ripper grinned; he loved the chase. He snaked down the stairs, caught the man on the landing; trapped him against the wall with the length of his body.
Power rippled beneath the man's skin, and Ripper was pushed face down against faded velvet wallpaper. Teeth were gently holding the skin over his neck. The exchange of power was magnificently quick. Ripper's skin crawled with the afterglow of magic; it was time to stay very still.
sor_betTitle: Dark Macchiato
Words: 100
Prompt: coffee, Remus/Snape, Giles (from BtVS)
Fandom: Harry Potter/BtVS
Rupert was happy to oblige his friend with a meeting. The café was certainly suspicious: it seethed with evil, though every table was full. He took his tea from the scowling man behind the counter and perched on a stool next to Remus, who pointed out the framed etching of the Ninth Circle above them. Rupert nodded and gestured behind him.
"Personally, I have my suspicions about the barista. I saw him draw some kind of rune in a caffe latte."
Remus smiled circumspectly and sipped his espresso. "I can allay that fear. Severus is my accomplice. He's working undercover."
This was trying to write itself while I was writing
sor_bet's drabble above. It's connected, but it's a completely different tone, with Ripper and the seventies and a London flat.Title: Whiplash
Words: 100
Prompt: Well, there's no actual prompt for this one, but Rupert was musing about how he met Remus in the first place.
Characters: Remus Lupin/Rupert Giles
Rating: PG?
Fandom: Harry Potter/BtVS, set during the Maruaders' era
It was his lean body that had attracted Ripper, and the way he tried to vanish in the horde of bodies in the smoky flat. Ripper grinned; he loved the chase. He snaked down the stairs, caught the man on the landing; trapped him against the wall with the length of his body.
Power rippled beneath the man's skin, and Ripper was pushed face down against faded velvet wallpaper. Teeth were gently holding the skin over his neck. The exchange of power was magnificently quick. Ripper's skin crawled with the afterglow of magic; it was time to stay very still.
