Yuletide run-up recs #5: "Altogether Your World" (TDiR) and "Die ich retten kann" (HP)
Altogether Your World (9554 words) by Slantedlight
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dark Is Rising Sequence - Susan Cooper
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Bran Davies/Will Stanton
Characters: Bran Davies, Will Stanton (Dark is Rising), Jane Drew
Summary:
Will Stanton has been watching for years, and now it seems there's something to see.
What I keep coming back to in this Yuletide 2020 story is the happy Will/Bran dynamic, where they're cheerfully sassing each other, as they did from their very first meeting. For instance, when Will hosts Bran at the place he's house-sitting . . .
"Speaking of kettles - tea or coffee?”
“Have you got the kind that percs in the kitchen, or do you make all the noises yourself?”
“Nothing but Nescafe’s best for you…”
“Tea it is, then,” Bran said easily, following him down the short hallway to the living room, and dropping his rucksack onto the floor.
And:
Bran struck a pose, lifting a foot onto the sofa, one hand on his hip, and the other flourished in the air, then held Will’s gaze and declaimed.
“Mi gerddaf gyda thi drwy weddill f'oes,
Pan fydd yr haul ar fryn neu'r dyddiau'n groes;
A phan ddaw'r alwad draw, pwy wyr pa awr,
Mi gerddaf gyda thi i’r freuddwyd fawr. ”*
He should have looked ridiculous, and he’d started with a mocking twist on his lips that suggested he’d meant to, but the light from the fire caught him so that his hair shone white-gold, and his eyes flashed with age and history, and for that minute he was the Pendragon again. There was a pause when he’d finished, until he tossed his head in dismissal and plonked himself back down on the couch beside Jane.
“Well I never,” Will said at last. “And do you speak Welsh?”
And they were off then - Bran launching himself across the table to Jane’s surprised shout, tussling and giggling until they were breathless.
Die ich retten kann is incapability87's German translation of "Those I Can Save," which I wrote for Snupin Santa 2007. That fic also sparked three delightful illustrations by Dido, featuring Hooch, Snape, Lupin, two kids, and a cow.
Dido's Assorted HP Gift Fanart by Didodikali
Chapter 3: Illos for Those I Can Save for Bronze Ribbons
I keep humming "Lo, How a Rose Is Blooming." It's used so well in When Harry Met Santa (the Norwegian postal service m/m romance par excellence), and last night I was caught up in a rendition by Sting and friends in a Durham Cathedral concert (about 18 minutes in). This entry was originally posted at https://bronze-ribbons.dreamwidth.org/427040.html. I see comments at DW, IJ, and LJ (when notifications are working, anyway), but not on feeds.
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Dark Is Rising Sequence - Susan Cooper
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Bran Davies/Will Stanton
Characters: Bran Davies, Will Stanton (Dark is Rising), Jane Drew
Summary:
Will Stanton has been watching for years, and now it seems there's something to see.
What I keep coming back to in this Yuletide 2020 story is the happy Will/Bran dynamic, where they're cheerfully sassing each other, as they did from their very first meeting. For instance, when Will hosts Bran at the place he's house-sitting . . .
"Speaking of kettles - tea or coffee?”
“Have you got the kind that percs in the kitchen, or do you make all the noises yourself?”
“Nothing but Nescafe’s best for you…”
“Tea it is, then,” Bran said easily, following him down the short hallway to the living room, and dropping his rucksack onto the floor.
And:
Bran struck a pose, lifting a foot onto the sofa, one hand on his hip, and the other flourished in the air, then held Will’s gaze and declaimed.
“Mi gerddaf gyda thi drwy weddill f'oes,
Pan fydd yr haul ar fryn neu'r dyddiau'n groes;
A phan ddaw'r alwad draw, pwy wyr pa awr,
Mi gerddaf gyda thi i’r freuddwyd fawr. ”*
He should have looked ridiculous, and he’d started with a mocking twist on his lips that suggested he’d meant to, but the light from the fire caught him so that his hair shone white-gold, and his eyes flashed with age and history, and for that minute he was the Pendragon again. There was a pause when he’d finished, until he tossed his head in dismissal and plonked himself back down on the couch beside Jane.
“Well I never,” Will said at last. “And do you speak Welsh?”
And they were off then - Bran launching himself across the table to Jane’s surprised shout, tussling and giggling until they were breathless.
Die ich retten kann is incapability87's German translation of "Those I Can Save," which I wrote for Snupin Santa 2007. That fic also sparked three delightful illustrations by Dido, featuring Hooch, Snape, Lupin, two kids, and a cow.
Dido's Assorted HP Gift Fanart by Didodikali
Chapter 3: Illos for Those I Can Save for Bronze Ribbons
I keep humming "Lo, How a Rose Is Blooming." It's used so well in When Harry Met Santa (the Norwegian postal service m/m romance par excellence), and last night I was caught up in a rendition by Sting and friends in a Durham Cathedral concert (about 18 minutes in). This entry was originally posted at https://bronze-ribbons.dreamwidth.org/427040.html. I see comments at DW, IJ, and LJ (when notifications are working, anyway), but not on feeds.