Tuesday: Vampires

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Late mod is late. I was in China, then I was in America, then I was back in China again, *then* the time difference left me a bit unaware of what date it was.


Anyway, the prompt for today is vampires. You can choose a fandom that already has them, add some to whatever fandom you adore most, or even use them as a metaphore for something decidedly unvampiric. Be they fierce, poetic, zombified, or sparkly, today is the day to write about our favourite fanged friends.


Please remember the rules!



*Only three prompts for the same fandom & only five prompts in a row (though if one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again).

* No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.

* Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.


And of course, make sure to format correctly. Here are some examples -


Dracula ; Jonathan/Mina ; The vampire is dead, and life continues on in his shadow.

Little Women ; Beth ; Her wasting illness wasn't exactly what it seemed, and the new life that she passed into was not at all what her family supposed it to be.

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[chiana606.livejournal.com]

Dracula ; Jonathan/Mina ; The vampire is dead, and life continues on in his shadow.

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Seven years had passed since they had crossed paths with the Count: Mina and Harker did not speak much of what had happened. It dwelled in the the past where it belonged, but even still, things arose that reminded them of it, things unspoken, agreements made without words, things which echoed the past to which they did not close their ears, yet to which they did not respond, either. His business continued to thrive, but never again, if he could help it, would Harker venture too far afield to handle any estate acquisitions. Or if he did, he heeded local customs and legends. Never again would he regard their hushed tales of creatures in the dark as mere fancies to give the young folk a tingle of fear: he had seen the inspirations for such tales.

Mina did not keep young Quincey, their boy, from being any less than a boy should, letting him muck about the garden or curl up with a book and a cuddly toy whichever he felt the yen to do, but she always called him into the house as soon as the sun started to dip toward the west. If he spoke of fearing monsters in the shadows, she would reassure him that she and his father would keep him safe. But even still, once the boy had fallen asleep, she would peer into the cupboards and corners and under the bed, double-checking the latches on the windows.

Mina herself continued her work, now as her husband's secretary, keeping the business in the family, despite the raised eyebrows that people gave them when they described their arrangement. Whoever heard of a wife working with her husband? But these backward thinking reactions did not faze her: she had lived through things that made these shallow notions fade. She had endured cruelties toward her body and soul that made these foolish reactions seem like the mewling of spoiled children, and suffered at the hands of a being whose cruelties made those of humans seem like a toddler flailing in temper.

It was an unspoken bargain, that the demon would live in their memory, leaving the present unscathed, but not unscarred. They simply would not let the scars mar the life that they had chosen for themselves.

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Little Women ; Beth ; Her wasting illness wasn't exactly what it seemed, and the new life that she passed into was not at all what her family supposed it to be

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Beth had tried hard to keep her condition an open secret from her family: she shuddered to think what they would have done if they had found out the true cause of her illness. She hadn't told them of the evening she had gone out for a turn in the garden for a breath of fresh air, when something had struck the side of her neck, leaving a small but painful bite. Within a few days, she started to feel weak and lethargic. Her condition only worsened, and while the doctor that Marmee had called in claimed Beth had consumption, but from the look she had seen in the man's eyes, he had a sense of what had happened, that something consumed her besides a mere scientific illness.

Medicine could not assuage the sickness that sapped her energy. By day, she bore her illness cheerfully and calmly, but by night, she dreamed of the cause of her sickness.

((The rest can be found Here (http://mtxref-fic.livejournal.com/48132.html)))

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Sons Of Anarchy, Chibs/Tig, Chibs turns Tig

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack + any, the following observations can be made about Jack Harkness: -he doesn't sleep -he lives underground -he wears a greatcoat in all weather -he can't die. Someone puts two and two together and gets six: Jack Harkness is a vampire. (If only it were that simple.)

No fic yet...

[matrixrefugee.livejournal.com]

Operating word is "yet": will fill this when I get two brain cells to rub together; I had a similar thought and this gives me fuel for the fire. :: Grins::

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Firefly, crew, "A doc on the run with his nutty sister, I'll handle. But as the cap'n I believe I got the right to draw the line at blood-suckin' undead."

[straydog733.livejournal.com]

Zoe stared at Mal.

“They're not asking to come on. They just want a delivery made.”

“Well, we're not the ones to make it! And where'd all of that high and mighty talk about misusing medical supplies go?”

Book interjected, running his hands over his holy book as he spoke.

“Considering that they're paying for it, and that it is going towards the sustenance of an entire community, I think the delivery of blood to vampires could be considered a good deed. In a certain, broader view of morality.”

“Um, Captain, Preacher, Wife, if I may jump in to ask a quick and tiny question. Are we not, in a certain, broader sense, concerned about the vampires we've found?”

“They said they've been on this planet for a while. Terraforming never set well here, not much air to speak of, but they don't need it. So they've just been getting their blood shipped in ever since.”

“Ah. Okay. That answers any and all of my questions.”

“Zoe, the point of it is, I'm not looking to get into a bargaining agreement with a bunch of blood suckin' monsters on a dead planet.”

“Have you seen what they're willing to pay?”

“I have not.”

“You might want to take a look before you go mouthin' off about our clients.”

“...Monster is such an ugly term.”

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Supernatural, Castiel, de-aged!Cas vs. a vampire -- who wins?

[misachan.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, An angel getting infected by vampire blood doesn't work at all the way it does for a human.

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Kane RPS, Chris/Any, the cast and crew of Leverage have had to deal with a lot of challenges, but Chris becoming a vampire wasn't one they expected

[rattyjol.livejournal.com]

Animorphs, team, AU: they're not fighting Yeerks, they're fighting vampires

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Angel the Series, Lindsey/any and all vampires, vampire kink

Vampire Kink

[kionos.livejournal.com]

This was better than he had ever imagined not that he imagined sex with an entire vampire family. He wasn’t some weirdo with a vampire kink. He just wouldn’t have guessed it would be this good if he had thought about it.
Suddenly he was afraid he’d be the first to cum. He had to concentrate completely on not coming. Drusilla picked that moment to swallow him whole and continue to suckle him in earnest.
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Angel the Series, Lindsey/Spike, AU--Spike turned Lindsey to save him at the end of Not Fade Away

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Moreau, "Moreau's a vampire? Aw crap."

[misachan.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, Only an angel weapon can kill an angel - which means a properly bound angel is a meal that never runs out. (prefer Dean do the rescuing rather than the snacking, but whatever works for you.:)

[sheryden.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds/Buffy the Vampire Slayer, BAU team + Spike and Drusilla, how do you profile a pair of vampires?

[loveinstars.livejournal.com]

Angel the Series; Angel/Doyle or Gen; A rival Vamp of Angel stumbles across Doyle one evening and makes the mistake of trying to screw with him. Angel kicks ass in return.

[loveinstars.livejournal.com]

Supernatural; Balthazar/Sam; One of those weapons Balthazar stole is a super special Vamp killer and he wants Sam to have it. Because one never really knows.

[loveinstars.livejournal.com]

Hawaii Five-0 X Moonlight; Steve/Danny, Mick; Danny meets someone who looks an awful lot like his reckless partner.

[natural-blue-26.livejournal.com]

Animorphs, good!Rachel & Buffy vs. bad!Rachel & Faith, "Move it B, me and psycho Barbie here got this handled."

[chasingtides.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Hardison/Parker, Eliot confesses that he fights more than just people.

stormy heart for stormy heart - pre OT3, PG

[tigriswolf]

Alec quietly panics, cycling through anything he knows about vampires - not much, since he focused on sci-fi instead of horror. He never got all that into Buffy, and he's been too busy to watch True Blood, even though Rogue sure grew up hot -

Focus, focus, the head goon - vampire, what the fuck? - is looking at Parker again, and that's so not cool, because ever since the first fang showed, she's been cowering on the floor like she knows something.

She's Parker. Of course she knows something.

"How much like the movies is it?" he asks, crouching down next to her, trying to rein in his fear.

"Only magic kills 'em," she says. "But I'm not magic. You aren't, either." She looks up at him. "I think."

"Nope, not magic at all," he whispers. Shit. Magic's real, too.

He's learning all kinds of things tonight. Too bad he'll die before he can do anything about it.

"You morons!" the boss-vampire roars suddenly. "I told you - check all claims before bringing any food home." He touches one of the goon-vamps on the face and the vampire explodes.

Huh.

The rest of the goons back away, heads low.

Something cuts through the air and three of the goons burst into flames.

"He's magic," Parker says, uncurling and bouncing to her feet.

Alec can only watch in shock as Eliot cuts a swath through the vampires until it's just him and the boss left.

"You owe me," the vampire says. "I made you what you are."

Eliot laughs.

The vampire shouts, "Don't you dare!"

Eliot's hand moves, quick and sharp, and the vampire doubles over, screaming.

Well.

The vampire collapses; Eliot leans down to touch the back of his head and says gently, "Burn in the lowest ring of the Pit, Old One." Eliot straightens up and waits until only ashes remain before turning to look at Alec and Parker.

"C'mon," he calls. "Let's get out of here."

Parker rushes over, glomping him. He catches her and holds her tight, eyes still on Alec. Alec goes slower, unsure. Vampires and magic and Eliot killing without even touching.

The vampires should've checked the claim, that's what the boss said. What claim? Whose claim?

… and how did Eliot find them, anyway?

Eliot holds out a hand, as Alec comes into reach. Parker’s still in his grip, as pliant as a kitten.

Yeah, okay. Magic. Alec can work with that.

He takes Eliot’s hand.

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Animorphs, main six, watching tv and discussing alternate bad guys they could have been fighting instead of Yeerks

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Dawn & Spike, "Doesn't the taste of blood get kind of boring over the years?"

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"Doesn't the taste of blood get kind of boring over the years?"

Spike looked up from his mug. He and Dawn had been sitting in silence for quite some time now; she must have been watching him intently.

"Depends on the kind of blood," he responded. "Some animals are tastier then others."

"What's your favorite?" she asked.

"Why the sudden morbid curiosity, pet?"

"Well, it just occurs to me, I mean, I know you can eat food, but it doesn't sustain you. You have to have blood. Seems like a pretty short menu."

Spike took another sip out of his mug and winced. His blood was getting cold, and pig is one kind of blood that is only good warm. He got up and put the mug in the microwave. He watched his beverage turn as it re-heated.

"Well?" Dawn pressed. "You haven't answered my question. If they're really so different, which is your favorite?"

"Human," Spike answered. He didn't turn around to look at Dawn, for good reason. He knew she'd be shocked by his honesty. He could hear her heartbeat quicken, just a little, but enough to be detectable. "Can't touch the stuff, though." He heard her try to breathe quietly. He could tell she wasn't worried. The microwave timer sounded and he removed his blood.

"Is it really that much better?" she asked.

He turned around and blew across his mug. "Oh, yeah. Well, it's what we were meant to drink, you see. You'd be hard-pressed to find a vampire who actually wants to eat rats."

"Angel ate rats," Dawn reminded him, then immediately wished she hadn't said something that stupid.

"Doesn't mean he wanted to."

Dawn thought for a moment. "So... if human isn't an option, what's your favorite after that? Cause it sure isn't pig."

Spike was taking another sip off his pig's blood. The girl was right. He sighed, tossed the blood aside, and set the mug down. He'd lost his appetite. "It's hard to say. Sometimes it changes. I suppose it's like you have different kinds of sodas. Sometimes you want one, sometimes you feel like something different."

Dawn nodded. She seemed satisfied by the answer. Thank goodness, too, because it was starting to make him uneasy.

"Can I ask you another question?" she inquired.

Spike tried not to show his wariness. "What's that?"

Dawn grinned and held up a deck of cards. "You going to teach me to play poker, or not?"

[mulder200.livejournal.com]

SPN, Dean/Castiel, Cas is a vampire searching for redemption. Dean is a Hunter searching for redemption. Perhaps they can both redeem each other.

[natural-blue-26.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean, getting vampire shaped dents out of his fender

Fender Bender

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Warning: language.

There’s something to be said about Dean’s Impala. It’s one tough son of a bitch. Run headlong through houses, ghosts, and god knows what throwing all manner of objects at its windshield, even a crazy brother that thinks it makes a good weapon. And it still purrs like a kitten and runs like a gazelle. Okay, more like purrs like an eighteen year old cat and limps like a lame sloth on bad days, but it still runs.

It’s been dinged to all hell, all of the windows have been replaced at one time or other, the paint’s had more coats than a shedding dog… not to mention how it just eats their money with the lowest gas mileage this side of the Atlantic. But it still runs.

“Think you can get it out?” Sam being a smartass again. Dean wouldn’t be on his hands and knees trying to pry the massive dent out of his fender if Sam had just stopped for one second and let Dean do what he did best. No, no Sam had to know what to do, being a big old college boy and what-not.

“I don’t know wiseass, why not get down here and help me out?”

“Geeze, calm down alright? I saved our butts didn’t I?”

“There are better ways to kill a vampire than to ram it with the car, and drive through a brick wall into daylight.”

“Oh are there? After you got all our stakes burned, our garlic fried, our holy water drained into the ditch, and our silver sold to buy the holy water, what did you want me to do? Sing about ponies and friendship?”

“Maybe.”

“At least it still runs.”

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Leverage, Eliot + Team, Eliot's history with vampires is far from pleasant but when it comes back to haunt him his choice of responses is made simpler by the team kicking ass on his behalf.

[mulder200.livejournal.com]

SPN, Dean/Castiel, This is new. A vampire that wants them to kill it.

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Cas always tried to find reasons to use the speedy transport method, but Dean -- no matter how many times he did it, couldn't get used to how sickeningly weird that felt, and so he insisted that they travel his way, tooling along the highways, however long it took.

That particular journey took them out onto a particularly empty stretch of road in the western part of Massachusetts, on their way to Salem. Nothing out here but small farms, orchards, and the odd mansion with lights shining through the trees. It was enough lull even as seasoned a driver as Dean so much that he almost didn't see the figure darting out into the road. Cas lunged through the dashboard and pushed the human form out of the way.

Dean slammed on the brakes, before letting off it and pulling the Impala onto the side of the road. "Jesus, Miss Suicide is lucky I'm travelling with Roma Downey's brother," he grumbled, killing the motor but leaving the headlights on.

He stepped out, a handgun tucked into the back of his belt, and approached Cas.

((The rest can be read Here (http://mtxref-fic.livejournal.com/75254.html).))