What is it about Kendra that she's never inspired anybody to develop her in fic? And is it fixable? I honestly don't know. But I think yes.
Wrote you a Kendra/Dru gen drabble. It doesn't entirely suck for off the cuff. :) Character death ahead:
"Be in me."
Drusilla sways to the humming, stunted light, crouched low in the colored girl's great pupils, so black with longing. This one would taste of bursting-ripe virtue, of spice and ocean. Of wet, unsullied thighs and cruelly suppressed vanity.
Spike is mistaken, though she will not tell him so. They do not wish for death. And Drusilla is kind in her cruelty, sometimes.
There is a string in Joyce's womb, where her daughter used to be. "You're not Buffy," she says, without letting go the girl.
'Now you know.' Bored, Drusilla finishes and claps her bonny hands.
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Re: Me say daaay-oh!
Date: 2005-05-30 12:00 am (UTC)I honestly don't know. But I think yes.
Wrote you a Kendra/Dru gen drabble. It doesn't entirely suck for off the cuff. :) Character death ahead:
"Be in me."
Drusilla sways to the humming, stunted light, crouched low in the colored girl's great pupils, so black with longing. This one would taste of bursting-ripe virtue, of spice and ocean. Of wet, unsullied thighs and cruelly suppressed vanity.
Spike is mistaken, though she will not tell him so. They do not wish for death. And Drusilla is kind in her cruelty, sometimes.
There is a string in Joyce's womb, where her daughter used to be. "You're not Buffy," she says, without letting go the girl.
'Now you know.' Bored, Drusilla finishes and claps her bonny hands.