Managed to write a little something for the latest set of prompts
Setting: post-series
Rating: PG
For the prompt: A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall (though it's nothing to do with rain)
100 words of Drusilla's POV.
Blue Eyed Son
Drusilla misses his blue eyes the most. No one looks at her that way nowadays, with such blind, bleeding adoration.
Now and then, she'll take herself to wherever he is, which is always with the Slayer. Over mountains, through forests, across oceans, and in graveyards, from Boston to Beijing, he fights at her side.
It's beautiful in a mad, bad way. He always did like his poetry.
Drusilla watches from the shadows. He never senses her. Sometimes, she's tempted to try and take him back, but her little boy's all grown up.
A good mummy knows when to let go.
Setting: post-series
Rating: PG
For the prompt: A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall (though it's nothing to do with rain)
100 words of Drusilla's POV.
Blue Eyed Son
Drusilla misses his blue eyes the most. No one looks at her that way nowadays, with such blind, bleeding adoration.
Now and then, she'll take herself to wherever he is, which is always with the Slayer. Over mountains, through forests, across oceans, and in graveyards, from Boston to Beijing, he fights at her side.
It's beautiful in a mad, bad way. He always did like his poetry.
Drusilla watches from the shadows. He never senses her. Sometimes, she's tempted to try and take him back, but her little boy's all grown up.
A good mummy knows when to let go.
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he fights at her side. It's beautiful in a mad, bad way. He always did like his poetry.
I always thought that the yearning poet Spike was drawn to the natural poet in Dru. What a wonderful idea that Buffy's "poetry in motion" would draw him in the same way, not to mention the epic poetry of their story.
I wonder how much of Dru's rejection of Spike was the mirror of his vamp!mother's snipping of the apron strings? He wasn't likely to leave either of them on his own — he had to be driven off.
That's quite a lot of thoughts to be prompted by such a short piece! Thanks, sweetie!