Prompt: S and 3
For some reason this prompt brought out the darkness for me.
Title: Offerings
Characters: Ethan/Giles
Word Count: 100
Warnings: M/M slash
Rating: R
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
Ethan dipped his thumb into the bowl. The blood was still warm. He turned to face Ripper. The young man’s chest heaved with excitement.
The air was heavy with the stench of blood. Ethan’s entire body quivered. He ran his thumb over Ripper’s forehead, forming an S. The blood trailed down his nose. “By Maebus we live, by Maebus we die.”
Ripper braced himself as the room shook. “We bring you our offering, an act of violence and an act of lust,” he shouted. Ethan closed the space between them and crushed his lips against against his.
Title: A Good Game
Characters: Angelus
Word Count: 100
Rating: R for violence
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
They let him in on the third knock. The girls recognized him only after he revealed his face. They knew who he was and they had been frightened. Drusilla had warned her sisters about the "evil man with the angelic face."
Angelus always enjoyed a good game. He relished in toying with his victims. He especially loved to play with this young girl.
Angelus leaned back and admired his handy work. And my father called me lazy, he thought to himself as he watched the three girls sway softly from the rafters.
When Drusilla saw them, she screamed.
And screamed.
Title: Death Most Poetic
Characters: Darla/Angelus (Drusilla)
Word: Count 100
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
“She’s a pretty little thing, don’t you think?” Angelus tilted his head in thoughtful consideration as he admired Drusilla’s beauty. He always found the death of a beautiful woman almost poetic.
Darla lifted a careful brow. She had grown tired of Angelus’ obsession with the girl months ago. “You do know when she finally wakes she will be quite mad.”
Angelus smirked as he ran the back of his finger tenderly against her alibaster skin. “That’s the point,” he said absently.
Darla gritted her teeth. She’d give it three weeks before he staked the lunatic.
Title: Offerings
Characters: Ethan/Giles
Word Count: 100
Warnings: M/M slash
Rating: R
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
Ethan dipped his thumb into the bowl. The blood was still warm. He turned to face Ripper. The young man’s chest heaved with excitement.
The air was heavy with the stench of blood. Ethan’s entire body quivered. He ran his thumb over Ripper’s forehead, forming an S. The blood trailed down his nose. “By Maebus we live, by Maebus we die.”
Ripper braced himself as the room shook. “We bring you our offering, an act of violence and an act of lust,” he shouted. Ethan closed the space between them and crushed his lips against against his.
Title: A Good Game
Characters: Angelus
Word Count: 100
Rating: R for violence
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
They let him in on the third knock. The girls recognized him only after he revealed his face. They knew who he was and they had been frightened. Drusilla had warned her sisters about the "evil man with the angelic face."
Angelus always enjoyed a good game. He relished in toying with his victims. He especially loved to play with this young girl.
Angelus leaned back and admired his handy work. And my father called me lazy, he thought to himself as he watched the three girls sway softly from the rafters.
When Drusilla saw them, she screamed.
And screamed.
Title: Death Most Poetic
Characters: Darla/Angelus (Drusilla)
Word: Count 100
A/N: Written for open_on_sunday
“She’s a pretty little thing, don’t you think?” Angelus tilted his head in thoughtful consideration as he admired Drusilla’s beauty. He always found the death of a beautiful woman almost poetic.
Darla lifted a careful brow. She had grown tired of Angelus’ obsession with the girl months ago. “You do know when she finally wakes she will be quite mad.”
Angelus smirked as he ran the back of his finger tenderly against her alibaster skin. “That’s the point,” he said absently.
Darla gritted her teeth. She’d give it three weeks before he staked the lunatic.