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[pocochina]

Obviously Dru talk can veer into some unhappy territory. I’ve attempted to keep the conversation as very very vague as possible but I’d much prefer to be upfront.

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[angearia]

This is brilliant. ALL THE META YOU. YOU WRITE ALL THE META NAO.

With Angel, she is still her wild self, untethered to the world, but she puts on a show for him. She can cover the worst of her madness, though she doesn’t need to with Spike. Angel wants to admire his handiwork, not to be bothered with its tiresome consequences. Miss Edith no longer speaks out of turn, or at all. She’s Daddy’s good girl in her Sunday best. Perhaps more interestingly, when Spike has captured souled Angel, Dru reads him just as well. His regret for what he did to her - which is genuine even as he still fetishizes and admires her - oozes off of him, and she can’t tolerate the absence of his delight, and she sees that he wants to be punished if he cannot be forgiven. So she dangles his sins down in front of his eyes and drips holy water across his dead heart. In their twisted vampire way, she is still being what he wants her to be.

Oh god, shaking and crying. This. THIS.

She isn’t up for the making of anyone, but she doesn’t need, really, to make William the Bloody. They are already there in their little world, singing their little songs. She just brings him into meter and key.

Yes, yes, yes.

Something effulgent. Do you want it? Dru knows the answer, knows the outcome, knows exactly the question that will make explicit the bridge between the moment and the inevitable. Yes. Oh, God, yes. Of course he does.

I just. I think I just realized that Dru was offering him his effulgence in Chosen. Oh god. I think she knew. "Even I can't save you now."

Spike is linear, not the short, curt segment of human lives, but eternally reaching up and out. (This is also why he’s a narratively suitable partner for Buffy, because her mortality renders her inescapably linear.) Dru is spatial, everywhere all at once, and he must always come to her, and she can meet him anywhere.

I love the way you're saying this. Keep going. *reads on*

She is a poem. No wonder Spike adores her.

♥

I could take the wisest and bravest night in all the land and make him mine forever with a kiss, and though sweet William is superficially the least likely candidate ever for that honorific, it’s exactly what she does.

But is he least likely really? She sees wisdom in his ability to walk in words and his bravery in how he opens his heart, forever keeps it open even though he's continually hurt and crushed? His love is brave. He'll never stop. Not even if you kill him.

To Dru, who knows her pain before it happens but cannot understand her goodness or strength, Buffy is damage in Angel’s wake before they even meet. Buffy is on her wavelength from the very beginning.

Yes yes yes. Buffy is damage in Angel's wake before they even meet.

She is everyone else, but nobody else can be Dru.

Yes. YES. And it's why she never dies. You can't kill Dru. Because killing her is just wrong. And I love how you explain how Dru must be stopped, but she doesn't need to be redeemed.

So amazing, Poco. Seriously. My mind is blown by how you laid it out.

[pocochina]

I wish I could remember where, because this is brilliant (I can't remember because it was ages ago but it's stuck with me) that the "burning baby fish" Drusilla sees around Spike in FFL are those first sparks of the fire from the amulet.

But is he least likely really?

Only superficially. bloody ponce. <3William<3

and thank you! <3

[auroramama]

At the time, I thought of Delirium's tiny brilliant fish in Sandman. But that is brilliant.