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shark vs the universe
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Stranger Things
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JVL
cherry valley forever
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Claire Keane
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KIROKAZE
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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“No..No I’m not a monster..I kill monsters..And when I’m done I will in turn kill myself.” Giles assures her, but damn if she wasn’t pretty..Pretty crazy..And attractive too..But she wasn’t Jenny.
“No use in hiding,” she shook her head at him. Drusilla approached him and pressed her palm against his chest. “There’s a bad dog in here, ruff!” She could sense it -- he was capable of great violence if he wished it. “It wants to play.”
roleplay wishlist!
mainverse drusilla siring a character (or two) so she can make herself a new family
ensouled drusilla verse with the other character helping her deal with both the insanity + soul or doing something like how the lorophage demon in the comics siphoned out her trauma (haven’t read the comics just know of this). drusilla then becomes a force for good. (self harm tw, etc, could be triggering when drusilla is struggling with insanity + soul)
fanged four things of any variety
drusilla hanging out with vampire willow
(Spike or Angel specific) one of the boys is sent back in time to when drusilla was human + has to keep her safe from Angelus
FANGED FOUR THINGS THOUGH
also sprusilla things bc my babies
Giles looks to the female Vampire and if his heart could race it would. Though he isn’t quite sure in what way it would to be honest. Being tricked was never a nice thing to do to someone, even if that someone was a great kisser. “Unfortunately you are correct ..I am a vampire now..But I’m still doing my job, so why don’t you get out of my way before I stake you.”
Drusilla clapped her hands a few times in delight. She’d been fond of him before, considering the circumstances. “Tsk! Naughty, naughty!” she exclaimed. “You don’t belong in that world anymore, silly goose. Ours is a world of darkness -- and blood.” Drusilla swayed slightly in place, but her gaze was still focused on him. “Psst, psst. We’re monsters.”
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A giggle left the vampiress’s lips when she spotted the older man. She remembered him. Her fingers brushed against her lips. “Still remember how you taste,” she remembered kissing him in the guise of Jenny. She canted her head at him. “You’re one of us now.”
He remained still, watching in adoration as his goddess approached. “Did they, now? I hope you had enough fun for the both of us, poppet.” A delighted shiver went up his back with her delicate touch. “Mm, did you have a lovely time? Were they as tasty as princess likes best?” He didn’t particularly care for the taste of children. Too stringy, not enough flavor to the blood. But what his Dru wants, she gets. He would move heaven and hell for her.
“You should ‘ave heard them scream.” She smiled, her expression far too adorable for the words she was uttering. “It was delightful.” She caressed his cheek. Dru was pleased with the night’s hunt, now she just wanted time with her Spike. “Not as tasty as you, my sweet,” she murmured. “My handsome knight, all alone here in his castle.” Drusilla canted her head at him. “Did you miss me?”
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“Ooh, a lost lil lamb,” Drusilla murmured from the shadows before stepping out towards Xander. Her smile was wicked ---- and deadly. Drusilla made a point of looking around. “With no Slayer to hide behind.” She giggled. “Are you lonely, my child?”
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Drusilla’s expression grew pained upon the sight of the Slayer. Not only for her distaste of her for tearing apart her family, but because of the sudden searing pain in her chest where her heart lay still. “Icarus flew too close,” she murmured. “I told him he tasted of ashes.” A sigh left her lips. “My poor William.”
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“Mmm,” Drusilla made a noise of contentment as she made her way inside the house her and Spike were currently residing in. She licked at the blood still on the corner of her lips. “The orphans missed you, my prince,” she informed him as she let her fingertips brush against his back and shoulders as she entered. Drusilla stopped beside him and nipped playfully at his ear, growling softly.
His brows arched, decades spent with her made it easier for Spike to make sense of the words coming from her. These ones were pretty easy to get around. “A warlock? Luv, I don’t know how magic is going to help here. Especially since this ain’t a curse, it’s science.”
“Science,” Drusilla scoffed out the word. “Science has no power over centuries of mystical power,” she affirmed. The vampiress brushed her fingers through her childe’s hair. “Don’t fret, my sweet.” She caressed his cheek. “Are you hungry?” Dru licked her lips.
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He paused, tilted his head to look at her, in the eye, makin’ sure she wasn’t lyin’. Didn’t doubt Dru cared for him, only that she cared ONLY for him. “Hmm, Angel’s blood brings ya back, did the stars tell ya how much blood, Princess?” He hoped it was everything his grandsire had, finally get rid of the bastard.
Drusilla shook her head sadly, the stars hadn’t told her much more than what she’d already revealed to him. “There’s a book,” she stated simply with a shrug. Already her mind was elsewhere, distracted from her ailment. “’ave you seen Miss Edith? I missed her mornin’ tea. Will she be angry with me, Spike?” Drusilla demanded, a worried look in her eyes.
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“You know my sweet prince,” Drusilla murmured. Her eyes trailed over the girl, listening to what the pixies had to say about her. She canted her head at Lydia. “Death surrounds you. Makes you smell of decay.”
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“We’re going to destroy the world! Want to come?
indie. semi-selective. actively seeking plots! written by: Kate
“It went down silently. I don’t like it when they don’t scream.”
Drusilla canted her head to the side and kicked at the corpse at their feet. “Naughty of them. ‘s not nice to ruin the fun.” She did a small dance, unable to keep in her excitement. The scent of blood was still fresh in the air. “Lost lil lambs ripe an’ ready for the slaughter.”
❝ uh, thank ‘ya? ❞ there was a hint of question, that soft inflection at the end of her sentence that betrayed her confusion. something further displayed by the absolutely lost look to her eyes as she looked at the statuesque woman.❝ i thought i reeked of booze…what does death smell like? ❞ as if she weren’t familiar with the scent of decaying flesh, a smell s h e associated with death.
Drusilla tilted her head at the woman inquisitively. The stars told her she was a killer, and despite her not being a vampire, Dru felt an odd sort of attachment to her. “It smells like daffodils, like the grass once its rained . . .like mold an’ mildew, and it smells like blood. Dark. And rich.” Her stomach growled in protest. “Hmph, now ‘m hungry.”
“The pain luv it’s unbearable,” he let out a sigh, head itching where the chip was stuck in his brain. He wanted it, needed it out, maybe it’d help with all these feeling’s towards the slayer. Being out o’the game so long, being somewhat dependent on her for cash, maybe it made him SOFT towards her. “Can’t get it out, tried a doctor they were no bloody use. What can ya do?” His head tilted in mild curiosity. Dru may not be all there but she wasn’t dumb. She always had a plan, ALWAYS knew what they had ta do.
“My poor William,” she fussed. Her visions had granted her access to some of the pain he felt from that bit of plastic, and she wanted to take it all away. She was his sire afterall, the need to look after him would always be there. Even if it was occasionally muted. A short laugh escaped her. “With that silly toy of yours?” Dru shook her head. “The doctor would have no games to play with me, my love.” A crease formed between her brows as she listened to what only she could hear. “The pixies tell of another way. The magician leads the way.”
