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Re: Fill: Good for the Soul
Date: 2011-02-27 12:51 pm (UTC)CROSSOVER with Supernatural... Hi, Balthazar!
Date: 2011-02-27 01:59 pm (UTC)Oh, come on, like this doesn't sound like a character that could show up in a Dresden novel! How would Dresdenverse Chicago react to him? Any characters or situation you like, anon!
Re: Fill: 3-way Mirror 2/2
Date: 2011-02-27 02:12 pm (UTC)Ohhh... This made me speechless, anon, this was so hurty and so good. You captured the NM relationship between Harry and John so perfectly... sure this isn't one of the original writers?? if you aren't, please take this as a compliment as the original story is just brilliant, one of my favourites! That contrast between happy NM!Harry and the love and trust he and John share and what's there in Marcone's world, you got that spot on, just the gut punch I had in mind while requesting this.
The sex was super hot. The level of understanding John and Marcone recognise in each other was, somehow, hotter. The fact that John could be generous, whereas Marcone can't see himself being that way... just says so much. Wibbling for Marcone throughout -- all the things he finds sweet about NM!Harry and contrasts with Harry-as-he-is for him; and how tries and fails to make his peace with the all the what-ifs, the Amanda Beckitt one got me hard -- the man deserves so many hugs :(
I can't even begin to quote all the lines that were brilliant... everything from the threshold to the the teasing Marcone about the way he spoke, the one-shouldered shrug to the radio stations to polish up their accent, and HENDRICKSSS <3 <3 AND THOMAS <33
Thank you for this brilliant fill!
*still blown away by it, goes back for a re read*
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Date: 2011-02-27 02:33 pm (UTC)Inspired by the Balthazar prompt above.
Re: OP Re: Maggie's guardian
Date: 2011-02-27 03:35 pm (UTC)I could do it in drabble style. Disconnected pieces of dialogue/memory. IDK.
My real life, it is forgotten.
Re: OP Re: Maggie's guardian
Date: 2011-02-27 04:25 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Good for the Soul
Date: 2011-02-27 04:26 pm (UTC)Re: Fight or Flight 3
Date: 2011-02-27 05:49 pm (UTC)Also, I can't help thinking sorry for Thomas. If the spell had gone back another couple of years, it might have been before the Hunger set in and maybe he could have magically reset things with Justine somehow. :-(
OP Here
Date: 2011-02-27 06:08 pm (UTC)Hmm.... I suspect there's going to be a lot of petting action in the future.
I'm curious about how Marcone's day went. I suspect he has less control over himself than usual.
...On the other hand, for some reason, I keep imagining Gard being fascinated by Marcone's reactions and Hendricks pulling out Marcone's "Baby Pictures"(Ages 18-25) of before he was the Gentleman to compare. :D
Re: Fill: 3-way Mirror 2/2
Date: 2011-02-27 06:42 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: 3-way Mirror 2/2
Date: 2011-02-27 07:29 pm (UTC)I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 07:31 pm (UTC)Marcone is the "geek" behind the Geek Squad counter, one of the best, with all the latest training that many of the other geeks are suspicious of. It's rumored he could hack into the FBI computers if he wanted to, could find anything ever put onto the internet and raise computers from the dead - even outsmart the Blue (now Black) Screen of Death.
Harry is the poor lost non-techie who keeps breaking his computer, and bringing it in to Marcone to fix. Strange things happen to Harry's computer, and he'll only trust Marcone to fix it.
Bonus points if Harry is secretly a little computer savvy (not as good as the Geek Squad, of course) and is breaking his computer on purpose. Extra cookies if Marcone knows it.
OR Bonus points if Harry is a writer, and Marcone gets curious one day if he knows Harry's writing or not, so he looks at one of the files. Only to discover that Harry writes cheesy/porny romances.
If you manage both, I will seriously fill something for you in return. Umm.. something I can manage, at least. Because I will be that grateful.
Re: I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 07:41 pm (UTC)*might be toying with this idea* Um. I'll be back.
Tam Lin
Date: 2011-02-27 08:06 pm (UTC)I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS (Fill, 1/?)
Date: 2011-02-27 08:17 pm (UTC)******
As far as demon-summoning went, it was pretty straightforward. I drew out the summoning circle as Bob instructed, burned a few herbs, said a simple incantation, and there he was.
He looked human, a 40-something man in a suit. He could have been some guy in middle management, or maybe the owner of a used car lot. Ordinary, boring, faux-friendly smile just soaked in slimy amorality.
"Well, well, well. Harry Blackstone Dresden," the demon- Crowley, he was called- said. His accent was some sort of British. I was pretty sure it wasn't one of those high-class British accents. It was the sort of accent that went pretty well with the used car lot impression. "So what'll it be? Money? Power? No? No, of course not." He paused a moment, and his smile got even more slimy. "Maybe you want that vampire ex-girlfriend of yours human again?"
I blinked. "You can do that?" I said, before my brain caught up to the fact that he not only knew who I was, he knew part of my Name- a part barely anyone knew, the part I'd once traded to another demon named Chauncy- and that, somehow, he knew about Susan.
I don't like demons knowing things about me. So sue me.
"Oh yes," the demon said, smiling a predator's smile. "For a price, of course."
Crowley was the sort of demon who dealt in souls. Easiest way to summon one is to bury a box containing certain items at a crossroads. That's kind of a pain in the ass when all the roads for miles around are paved in concrete, and I have everything needed for a good old-fashioned demon summoning right in my basement, which is why I didn't do it that way. But it's a way for mortals without any wizardly powers to get in contact with demons. Demons who will give them things in exchange for their soul.
I like my soul right where it is, thanks.
"I'm not here to make that kind of deal," I said. Susan, I told myself firmly, would not approve of me selling my soul to make her human again.
"No? Your loss. I'll just be going, then," he said.
I waited.
A couple seconds later, genial smile wiped off his face, he glared at the chalk symbols I'd written around the circle on Bob's instruction, then up at me again. "Let me go," he said.
I smiled sunnily at him. "Nope."
"What do you want," he said, sounding not so much scared or angry as extremely irritated.
"John Marcone's soul."
He raised his eyebrows. "Really now."
"Yeah," I said.
"And why," he asked, "would you be interested in something like that?"
Good question, I thought to myself. I mean, I knew John Marcone was criminal scum, but I hadn't known he was the sort of criminal scum to sell his soul to a demon to get on top of the criminal scum heap. Well, not until Hendricks had come to me and spilled the whole story, which he'd only just figured out himself. Apparenltly, the contract he used had a 10-year expiration date, and Marcone had about one month left before he was due to be dragged down to hell by a bunch of invisible Hell Hounds.
It shouldn't have been my problem. You make your bed, you lie in it, after all. No getting out of deals like that.
Except that, if I actually felt that way, then I wouldn't be Harry Dresden, Wizard, I'd be Harry Dresden, personal lapdog to the Leanansidhe. I know something about weaseling out of unbreakable deals. And while I may hate Marcone's guts, he's actually a pretty damn good ally, from time to time. And just because I loathe the guy doesn't mean I want to think of him burning away in one of the nastiest parts of the Nevernever I've ever heard of(which believe me, is saying something). This wouldn't be the first time I did something stupid to save his ass.
"Does it matter?" I said. "Maybe I just want some leverage on him."
Re: I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE I'M GOING WITH THIS (Fill, 1/?)
Date: 2011-02-27 08:25 pm (UTC)Re: Fill (6/?)
Date: 2011-02-27 08:34 pm (UTC)Re: I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 08:39 pm (UTC)-OP
Re: I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 08:43 pm (UTC)Re: I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 08:44 pm (UTC)Mini-fill
Date: 2011-02-27 08:48 pm (UTC)*
When she opens the door to his new office he and Hendricks are unloading a box of books; they’d been talking earlier but fallen silent as she drew near, so she’d heard nothing of their conversation.
He’s half-seated on the desk, a slender paperback curled in his right hand, and, ignoring Hendricks, she goes to him. He’s two or three inches taller than her, but between her heels and his posture she has to bend her head down to meet his lips and he kisses her dryly but not chastely. There is hunger in it, and his hand presses hard against her silk shirt, and it is not entirely unpleasant.
She pulls back. Hendricks has left them wordlessly, although probably not without his own form of mute protest. Hendricks doesn’t trust her. Hendricks doesn’t trust her with him, or him with her, or all of the above.
His eyes are closed, and it makes him look slightly vulnerable, more so than the bruises, the bandages, and, she imagines, the blood that must have covered him until recently.
She touches the bandage over his left ear, and he opens his eyes.
“They hurt you,” she says.
His mouth moves. A smile, maybe, or a grimace. “A little,” he concedes. “My pride, mostly.”
“Oh?” Her hand trails over the gauze, tracing the truncated flesh underneath. He does not flinch.
“I was not their primary target. Merely a test run, and possibly bait, for what they truly wanted, someone far more important than me, who turned out to be an eleven year old girl.”
She stares. He, lost in thought, continues.
“And once they had her, they hardly bothered with me. Well. A child of that age is more... responsive to pain, of course. More amusing for them to torture. To jeer at. To taunt that she should cry out for her mother, when she could not even--” He breaks off, and moves his hand from her waist to her hair. “My apologies. I forgot.”
She can barely hear him, only dimly feels it when he wraps his arms around her and holds her while she shakes. At the end of it, he stands up, kisses her fleetingly on her forehead, says, “Later,” and helps her to the door.
Hendricks is waiting, just outside. He glances at her, then at him, and frowns a barely perceptible frown, but stands aside. She walks past him to the elevator, and behind her the conversation resumes, but right now she does not, cannot, care.
Re: I Break Computers...
Date: 2011-02-27 08:50 pm (UTC)Re: Mini-fill
Date: 2011-02-27 08:53 pm (UTC)Re: Fill: Good for the Soul
Date: 2011-02-27 08:55 pm (UTC)I have this image of Harry finding out that Marcone's real name isn't Marcone, and demanding to know what kind of person joins the mob under a false name and Hendricks facepalming.
Author Re: Fill (6/?)
Date: 2011-02-27 08:56 pm (UTC)