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nevannaWell, that was a thing that happened.
Fandoms: Fifty Shades and Twilight
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters (insert snarky comment here), and I do not profit from their use.
Summary: “Does being a vampire disgust you that much?” “Some things disgust me more.”
Words: 525
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Notes: This is set a few years before Fifty Shades of Grey. (Yes, I've read at least some of it.)
A Different Shade of Monster
When he arrives home after sunset, Christian Grey is not precisely expecting to find an uninvited guest sitting calmly on his sofa: a copper-haired young man who could be Christian’s own much paler, apparently younger sibling. On the other hand, he can’t say that he is surprised. Part of him has been waiting for this moment since the weeks following his camping trip in rural Washington, when he made the decision to find out as much as he could about the man who wrestled a grizzly bear and saved his life.
He recovers in time to ask, “Can I offer you a drink?”
Edward Cullen smirks. “Are you sure that you know what you’re asking?”
Christian mirrors the expression. It isn’t difficult. “I’m sure,” he replies.
“I’m trying to decide whether you’re stupid or crazy.”
“I prefer to think of myself as persistent,” Christian corrects him.
“No amount of persistence will convince me to give you what you want.”
“I’m prepared to provide enviable compensation.”
Cullen snorts. “If you’ve been stalking my family,” he says, “then you know that we’re perfectly well off financially. If you think that you can buy immortality…”
“I wasn’t talking about money,” Christian interrupts. “Do you know how pleasurable it can be to have a willing victim at your mercy? This city is crawling with lonely, over-imaginative teenagers who think that they’re tortured and fill their journals with terrible poetry about how much they yearn for the touch of fangs…”
He has the immense satisfaction of seeing Cullen twitch. “I no longer indulge in human blood, Mr. Grey – yours, or anybody else’s.” He scowls. “And I wouldn’t be so quick to point fingers at lonely young people who think that they’re tortured and yearn to become monsters.”
Christian lets the obvious insult pass… just barely. “But it’s possible to be a vampire without being a monster. You just said so.”
Within a split second, diamond-hard arms are pressing him against the wall, while dark gold eyes burn into his gray ones. Christian feels suddenly as if those eyes are gazing into the deepest recesses of his mind, seeing his every ambition, his every fear, and every painful blow that he has inflicted or received. “There is nothing that you can do to me, nothing that you can offer me, and nothing that will convince me to change you into what I am,” Cullen hisses.
This is all wrong, Christian thinks distantly. I shouldn’t be the one restrained. Not now. “Does being a vampire disgust you that much?”
“Some things disgust me more,” Cullen retorts. “Stay away from me and from my family, Mr. Grey, or you’ll wish that I had let that bear rip you to shreds. Do. You. Understand?”
Sufficiently and unusually frightened, Christian barely manages to nod.
“It’s also possible to be a monster without being a vampire. Remember that.” With that last parting shot, Cullen is gone so quickly that the door to the terrace swinging back and forth, and the bruises that Christian knows are forming on his arms and shoulders, are the only signs that something else was in the room with him at all.
Fandoms: Fifty Shades and Twilight
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters (insert snarky comment here), and I do not profit from their use.
Summary: “Does being a vampire disgust you that much?” “Some things disgust me more.”
Words: 525
Written for:
baaing_tree Notes: This is set a few years before Fifty Shades of Grey. (Yes, I've read at least some of it.)
A Different Shade of Monster
When he arrives home after sunset, Christian Grey is not precisely expecting to find an uninvited guest sitting calmly on his sofa: a copper-haired young man who could be Christian’s own much paler, apparently younger sibling. On the other hand, he can’t say that he is surprised. Part of him has been waiting for this moment since the weeks following his camping trip in rural Washington, when he made the decision to find out as much as he could about the man who wrestled a grizzly bear and saved his life.
He recovers in time to ask, “Can I offer you a drink?”
Edward Cullen smirks. “Are you sure that you know what you’re asking?”
Christian mirrors the expression. It isn’t difficult. “I’m sure,” he replies.
“I’m trying to decide whether you’re stupid or crazy.”
“I prefer to think of myself as persistent,” Christian corrects him.
“No amount of persistence will convince me to give you what you want.”
“I’m prepared to provide enviable compensation.”
Cullen snorts. “If you’ve been stalking my family,” he says, “then you know that we’re perfectly well off financially. If you think that you can buy immortality…”
“I wasn’t talking about money,” Christian interrupts. “Do you know how pleasurable it can be to have a willing victim at your mercy? This city is crawling with lonely, over-imaginative teenagers who think that they’re tortured and fill their journals with terrible poetry about how much they yearn for the touch of fangs…”
He has the immense satisfaction of seeing Cullen twitch. “I no longer indulge in human blood, Mr. Grey – yours, or anybody else’s.” He scowls. “And I wouldn’t be so quick to point fingers at lonely young people who think that they’re tortured and yearn to become monsters.”
Christian lets the obvious insult pass… just barely. “But it’s possible to be a vampire without being a monster. You just said so.”
Within a split second, diamond-hard arms are pressing him against the wall, while dark gold eyes burn into his gray ones. Christian feels suddenly as if those eyes are gazing into the deepest recesses of his mind, seeing his every ambition, his every fear, and every painful blow that he has inflicted or received. “There is nothing that you can do to me, nothing that you can offer me, and nothing that will convince me to change you into what I am,” Cullen hisses.
This is all wrong, Christian thinks distantly. I shouldn’t be the one restrained. Not now. “Does being a vampire disgust you that much?”
“Some things disgust me more,” Cullen retorts. “Stay away from me and from my family, Mr. Grey, or you’ll wish that I had let that bear rip you to shreds. Do. You. Understand?”
Sufficiently and unusually frightened, Christian barely manages to nod.
“It’s also possible to be a monster without being a vampire. Remember that.” With that last parting shot, Cullen is gone so quickly that the door to the terrace swinging back and forth, and the bruises that Christian knows are forming on his arms and shoulders, are the only signs that something else was in the room with him at all.
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Date: 2013-05-28 08:49 pm (UTC)~H.
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Date: 2013-05-30 12:29 am (UTC)Thanks for reading, Hess.
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Date: 2013-05-29 01:11 am (UTC)VERY nicely done. I can't wait for the Libriomancer crossover!
P.S. I just finished re-watching season 4 of True Blood and I realized I've never mentioned to you how there's a lot of possession and a strong theme of people trying to escape themselves by becoming others. If you're interested and don't care about spoilers, we'll have to have a conversation about it sometime! There are some interesting twists on the trope.
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Date: 2013-05-30 12:37 am (UTC)Fifty Shades of Libriomancy will totally happen! I just need to find a good place to start.
As for True Blood, I am definitely intrigued, and I don't think that I'll have a problem with spoilers. I do like some trope twisting...
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Date: 2013-05-29 06:17 pm (UTC)I now believe that Christian tries to stalk the Cullens anyway and ends up fed to a bear.
--Rogan
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Date: 2013-05-30 12:38 am (UTC)One can only hope.
Thanks for reading, Rogan!
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Date: 2013-06-05 03:36 pm (UTC)Oh god, I think I just read something that made me like Edward Cullen. Oh no...
(here via LB, ftr.)
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Date: 2013-06-06 08:24 pm (UTC)Thanks for reading!