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summer_of_giles2010-06-03 10:43 pm
katekat) wrote in summer_of_giles2010-06-03 10:43 pm
3 drabbles for your amusement
all inspired (and titled) via this drabble idea generator. I hope you like!
Giles/Spike: The nightwish I sent you centuries ago
He smoothes over the alabaster skin of Spike's back and the contrast between them sparks memory of a wish. His own hand pulses with a pink flush just under the skin, so different than the inhumanly luminous vampire who rests under it. His fractured recollections of a time when every spell that could be would be done tosses up a lyric, half-mad poem composed outside of Ethan's arms: twin longing for death and love in eternal form, clothed in white. Teeth. Bone. Silk. Blood. And yet in his wildest imaginings he never would have believed the spell would conjure this.
Giles/Tara: He had a mean ...
Tara heard, from everyone else, that Giles had a mean temper. He could be frighteningly sharp, painfully brisk, and wildly inattentive. That he could become fiercely defensive when pressed. That he could wound more with a few cutting words than any of the so-deadly weapons he trained Buffy with so well. And yet to her, all his fury and biting tongue and acerbic edges were only signs of the ocean of his concern. He was filled with such great love. She couldn't help seeing the daggers of his words as the outer sign of the profundity of his generous heart.
Giles/Oz: polychrome sprite
From red to green, blond to blue, like a flower blooming in a garden left untended, he was fascinated with Oz's hair. He knew the spikes were gelled within an inch of their lives, and yet found himself thinking of Puck; some vestige of forest clinging to the young man that could not be obscured by modern clothes, nor hidden by human form. Puck, after all, was dangerous in his prankish playing, the sting of his knowledge and power hidden behind charming words. Just as Oz clothed his danger in myriad colors: in rainbow hair, quiet voice, and green eyes.
Giles/Spike: The nightwish I sent you centuries ago
He smoothes over the alabaster skin of Spike's back and the contrast between them sparks memory of a wish. His own hand pulses with a pink flush just under the skin, so different than the inhumanly luminous vampire who rests under it. His fractured recollections of a time when every spell that could be would be done tosses up a lyric, half-mad poem composed outside of Ethan's arms: twin longing for death and love in eternal form, clothed in white. Teeth. Bone. Silk. Blood. And yet in his wildest imaginings he never would have believed the spell would conjure this.
Giles/Tara: He had a mean ...
Tara heard, from everyone else, that Giles had a mean temper. He could be frighteningly sharp, painfully brisk, and wildly inattentive. That he could become fiercely defensive when pressed. That he could wound more with a few cutting words than any of the so-deadly weapons he trained Buffy with so well. And yet to her, all his fury and biting tongue and acerbic edges were only signs of the ocean of his concern. He was filled with such great love. She couldn't help seeing the daggers of his words as the outer sign of the profundity of his generous heart.
Giles/Oz: polychrome sprite
From red to green, blond to blue, like a flower blooming in a garden left untended, he was fascinated with Oz's hair. He knew the spikes were gelled within an inch of their lives, and yet found himself thinking of Puck; some vestige of forest clinging to the young man that could not be obscured by modern clothes, nor hidden by human form. Puck, after all, was dangerous in his prankish playing, the sting of his knowledge and power hidden behind charming words. Just as Oz clothed his danger in myriad colors: in rainbow hair, quiet voice, and green eyes.
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And your reading of the Giles/Tara was inspired, and I think is actually a really lovely way to think about their relationship, given Tara's history that we do have and the way she might explain things to herself too. On the other hand, I was very much thinking (when i wrote it) about the way in which Giles might be scary to Tara for many reasons, but that if they were ever to have a relationship that worked that she would have to find a way to reconcile and understand those scary parts of his character.
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