sparklebutch: (Default)
First, the good things:

A short story, The Haunted Author

A good, uplifting news article on gender equality

Some disturbing but interesting images, Fallen Princesses

Yes, I opted out on the LJ linking thing. Let me know if there's any news on that.

Fiction:

The Art Of Seduction, Giles/Ethan

Suns And Guns, Spike, Wesley

Under The Unblinking Sun, Highlander, Horsemen

And a tiny SV drabble which Tastes Like Old Times, for a nostalgic chat.

The last proper fic I posted before this batch, not including Highlander drabbles and dribbles, was on March 22nd, 2009, it seems. It was Violet Sundown, a Giles/Ethan/Xander pwp.




And now to the depressing, personal stuff. )


sparklebutch: (old ways)
Title: Initiation
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: Kronos/Duncan, +
Prompt: dancing, from [livejournal.com profile] oxoniensis' Porn Battle V
Beta and responsibility: [livejournal.com profile] ceruleancat


Every step is like dancing... )
sparklebutch: (methos iris)
I posted Highlander drabbles on a comm. They're here.

short story

Jan. 5th, 2008 01:05 pm
sparklebutch: (knowledge)
Two Trees / a mythology & Methos origin story


When Adam roamed between the trees, looking for leaves to cover his shame, the serpent slid fast and silent towards the other tree. Knowledge wasn't enough for him; the eye-opening experience of gaining a mind, an awareness, the moment of turning from beast to sentient - he'd already done that. He wanted more.

He knew that soon enough, shit would hit the fan. He crawled, slid, slipped quickly up the branches and sank his sharp, elongated teeth into the sweet fruit.

They were both kicked out, of course. But all man had was toil, sweat and tears; all he could look forward to was childbirth and then death. The serpent, now nothing more than a myth, walking on two legs, had neither to expect, to live for. Only immortality to regret.
sparklebutch: (unclean tea)
Joss:

Fic: The One Where Wes Gets Sucked
[Working] Title: The One Where Wes Gets Sucked
Fandom: Buffy [Angel]
Characters: Giles/Ethan/Wesley
Summary: friends do friends favours
Genre: of the slash pwp variety


Highlander:

Viper: a Kronos drabble.

To Whom It May Concern Responsible For This: a Source drabble.




I actually *liked* "Five Encounters", on the previous links batch.

IJ links

Sep. 28th, 2007 05:04 pm
sparklebutch: (Default)

Title: Five Encounters On The Road
Main character: Ethan Rayne
Fandoms: Buffy, X-Files, Highlander, Dr Who, Music
Rating: safe for all
Summary: Five Rides Ethan Hitched From Nevada
Five ficlets



Title: Hangover
Character: Giles
drabble
sparklebutch: (Default)
Title: A Place in the Sun
Fandoms: Buffy, Highlander
Characters: Ethan, Methos
Summary: Ethan's in Spain

Lughnasadh

Aug. 1st, 2007 09:51 am
sparklebutch: (daisies)
Title: Lughnasadh
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Methos, ofc
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 challenge #146; Circle of Life


Bless the Gods of the Earth, bless the ground and the sky, bless these rains that will soon come, bless the harvest. Midsummer, and everyone dances, circle within circle, people holding flowers, rejoicing at the year ahead. He dances too, in a circle just for two, hands tied to those of his blushing bride with the wool her grandmother's woven. She's not a shy one, the bride, flushed from the thrill and the dance, and the chill of the night. A year and a day; this time next year their bond will be untied. Methos dances and blesses the harvest.

[100][Q to Methos]
Lughnasadh
sparklebutch: (parchment: kronos and methos)
Title: Four Elements
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Methos, Kronos
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 challenge #146; Elements: Fire, Water, Air and Earth.


# Fire #

Fire in his eyes, fire in his smile; fire he sets to the first hut, then the next. Fire is a deathly trap around the screaming people, their hair on fire, terror in their eyes. The flames are reflected in Kronos' eyes, bring shining heat to their cold surface. He does this for pleasure, he does this to taste their fear, nothing else. The horses are nervous; they're new ones. They want to turn away, run as far as their strong, long legs will take them. Within months they'll be used to the stench of smoke, indifferent to the flames.

[100][Q to Kronos]

# Water #

His hair is wet, plastered to his face. The lake is placid, green and blue, and he swims, letting the water part under his long strokes. Oasis in mid-desert, between dusty, dead mountains; far away from all dwellings of man. Here they can let the masks fall, let the water wash their faces of war paint. Methos closes his eyes and dives under.

When he rises back to the surface, shaking his head like a dog to drive the droplets out, he notices he's being watched. Kronos sits cross-legged on a patch of sand, observing with hawk-like eyes.

[100][Q to Methos]

# Air #

Hundreds of years may have passed, but still Methos wakes at night, on occasions few and far between, and expects Kronos to be there. He turns to his side, throws his arm around air.

It was his choice to leave, his many good reasons to escape that life which is long gone; still Methos sometimes looks in the mirror and it's Death's face there, and he can hear his brother's laughter.

He dreads the day he'll see Kronos again, fears for his lifestyle if not his life. He thinks he senses someone, turns quickly, and there's nothing there but air.

[100][Q to Caspian]

# Earth #

He digs, sweat on his brow. The shovel hits the hard ground insistently. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, he thinks with bitter amusement. Flesh to flesh. Immortality to the grave.

Shallow graves, he thinks. Deep burials are designed to keep the dead as far from you as possible. He owes them at least this, the shallow. A few feet closer to sunlight. Sentimental? Maybe.

He's doing this alone. No help from MacLeod. He asked for it. Wonders if Kronos would've liked it better or worse this way. Decides it doesn't matter anymore. Leaning on the shovel, Methos silently grieves.

[100][Q to Silas]
sparklebutch: (just say NO)
Title: Prima Donnas
Prompt: "Celebrities are able to make demands in their contracts for certain things to be in their dressing rooms. What are your top five demands, and why?"
Warning: lack of serious


Five Highlander:


Kronos demands a slavegirl - they call them "fluffer" these days - and pizza, and a well-decorated throne. He also wants recent issues of medical journals, and a box of matches.

Methos requires beer, and some way to play music - blues and classic rock CDs work fine. A comfortable sofa that fits the highest demands in the field, a high-tech security system, and a good pair of running shoes.

Caspian wants raw snails, throwing knives and "a practice target". He gets disappointed when he's brought a board rather than a person, and his disappointment often leads to him using the bearer of the board as practice target. He also likes to have a full-sized mirror and hair-styling products.

Silas normally wants the room sound-proofed. Rodent-feed and fresh sawdust for his pets, a slavegirl for his penis, and slimfast choco shake.

Duncan wants good wine, a good woman, classical music and a large bed covered in satin. If pressed, his fifth demand would be a hairbrush.


Five Buffy-Angel:


Black candles, red sheets, white cake. A good lighter, and the room must have a sink with running water. Ethan doesn't need much to create much.

An extensive library and a "Do Not Disturb" sign are important to Giles. Other than that, a nice scotch, a pot of tea, and something sweet to eat.

A pack of blood and a pack of smokes, a book of romantic poems, paper and a pen - or feather, indeed. Spike looks tough on the outside, but he doesn't forget his roots.

Lorne wants herbal tea for his voice, massage for his feet, orange juice, sandwiches, and to be left alone before a performance. Secretly, he wants a star on the door.

Lilah lists her demands; a phone, a computer, a desk, a protective circle, and oh, a scarf to hide the wound across her throat.
sparklebutch: (think of the porn)
Title: Missing Chronicles cont.
Fandom: HL
Character: Joe, Methos
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 Challenge #145 Missing Chronicles XI
Note: I cheat.
Sequel to this.
Chronicles: Challenge 3 "Swords", Challenge 53 "Watcher Chronicle Entries", Challenge 103 "Little Black Dress", Challenge 109 "Sex"


Three drabbles )
sparklebutch: (sex and books)
Title: Missing Chronicles
Fandom: HL
Character: mostly Joe at first, then Methos, then Duncan and Amanda
Prompt: [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 Challenge #145 Missing Chronicles XI
Note: I cheat.


Three drabbles )
sparklebutch: (emotional maturity)
Title: Kiss of Death
Fandom: Highlander, [?]
Characters: Horsemen
Note: sorry.
Prompt: "kiss", for [livejournal.com profile] highlander100 #144
Summary: "Once we rode out of the sun..."



Warpaint applied in utter seriousness; mere colours, pigments rubbed on skin, but they bring such a change to a man's face. Each of the ancient immortals concentrates on his pattern, his own unique expression in paint.

The Horsemen ride again.

They walk in a line, Kronos first, Caspian after him, eager; Silas behind, his large figure hulking over the smaller, fleeting mortal helpers who skitter around them. Methos drags his feet, last in line, resigned.

The lights behind them are as bright as the sun, and a voice calls out,

"Ladies and gentlemen, the hottest band in the world, KISS!!!"


[100][Q to Gene Kronos]
sparklebutch: (princess bride)
Title: Mattress King
Fandom: Highlander
Pairing: probably Duncan/Methos
Prompt: "in bed", challenge #143, [livejournal.com profile] highlander100

under cut )
sparklebutch: (knowledge)
Title: Fanon Methos
Character: Methos


That's Methos - love him. He'll steal your beer and he'll steal your heart. He'll become the new throw on your sofa, made from comfortable-everywhere man and your own old sweaters. He'll be there in the morning, smiling at you with warm eyes and a hot body, but he might not be there when you turn around; don't worry, he'll come back, a good-natured bad penny. There will be something there that's liquid, that you can't quite catch in hand, but don't try; others have tried to capture his heart, sometimes literally, and it always seems to slip away.

[100]
sparklebutch: (methos iris)
Title: Bare Bones
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Kronos/Methos
Challenge: Firsts; from [livejournal.com profile] calime33


Two blackened skeletons lie in the rubble between the smoking stones, their arms linked together. Methos stops to look at this display of post-mortem affection. Mortals have a way of staying together even after all this death and pain that rained upon them by their walking, laughing nightmares.

He feels a presence behind him and doesn't have to turn to know it's Kronos. His brother stands right next to him, watching the scene, the couple left in the village.

"Could've been us," Methos says in a flat voice. Kronos, macabre as ever, links his arm with that of his brother. Methos doesn't pull his arm away, but doesn't respond, either.

"It could never be us," Kronos says, fiery conviction evident in his every word. We'll live forever, he means to say. What Methos hears is, their love was real.
sparklebutch: (anything but vanilla)
Title: Dark, Bitter, Addictive
Fandom: Highlander
Characters: Methos
Challenge: Firsts; from [livejournal.com profile] elistaire
Summary: first time he ate chocolate




Oh, this was - better than sex. Better than almost anything Methos had ever experienced before, which in all modesty included quite a lot of things. This was... bitter, yes, but at the same time deep and smooth on his tongue. This was truly a gift from the gods, of the gods, for the gods; for once in a long, long time, Methos didn't mind being taken for a God. He just wanted more and more of the same.

Eventually, like all good things, it made him ill. But immortal physiology allowed him to return to his vice the very next day, gulping more and more of this heavenly elixir, and biting gluttonously into the solid block made of the same plant.

It took him fifty years of ruling this city before he gave up and wandered off into the forest, away from the source of chocolate. After that there was a long dry period for him, which he still remembers with a twinge of regret.

"And nowadays," he says through a mouthful, "you can just get it anywhere. It's one of the best things about modern society."

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