Vodka & Cream

Hello my lovely readers!

Yep, I have to admit that I totally fell head first into the Dan Stevens-Fandom (the second time after Cousin Matthew and I had an argument because, you know.. >.<) but this amazing actor/boiling hot man just got me for the second time. So I also recently watched “The Guest” where Dan basically plays a killer machine and was very impressed by the final scene of the movie, I loved the setting, the background music and of course the interaction between the actors so much that my mind started going a bit further altering the scene a tiny bit making it even more grotesque and while listening to “Anthonio” by Annie I made up this little Oneshot/Songfic. I hope you enjoy reading it ;)  He had killed them.

Her parents.

Just killed them without even feeling it. 

Her face was a grimace of fury and fear when she stretched out her arms the gun in her hands.“Anna…”, he whispered taking a step closer to her smiling.How could he smile? How could he even dare to say her name out loud.“Stay where you are, David, or I am going to shoot!”, she screamed, her voice a high pitched, shrill shriek. Almost as if another person was controlling her body now. A person she didn’t know and preferred not to invite ever too often to take control.“You wouldn’t shoot me, Anna. It’s me..David..I’ll take care of you, just come here”, another step closer. His hand reaching out for her. Anna felt her whole body stiffen and her blood rushing in her eyes, like huge, deep, pounding drums. She needed a plan for when he was trying to stop her from shooting and she was absolutely positive that he would. And if he would reach her, he would kill her in the blink of an eye, just like he did with her parents. Without mercy or any feelings at all and after she was dead he would go after Luke. Luke who had trusted him, even considered him a friend.Lovely, naïve Luke..She wouldn’t let David have him, never. If she was going down, he had to go down with her. 

Through the masquerade you led me by the hand

Whispered the words, "This is forever"

Said from the a silver tongue, that's where it started from 

“Hello, Anna..”, her eyes widened when the taller man’s figure suddenly stood right in front of her his eyes fixing hers, “see, I told you, you won’t shoot me.”His fingers gently caressed her cheek while his lips brushed past her cheek making her shiver.“You know, it could have been so nice if you weren’t such a nosy little girl..”, he bent down to whisper right into her ear. Annas heart pounded against her chest almost bursting out through her ribcage. She had to stop him, hurt him, kill him, just do anything to keep him from hurting Luke. The knife she kept in her pocket felt wet and slippery beneath her sweating fingers. But all she could do was stare into David’s eyes.Those endless, deep blue puddles, just as merciless as the sea.“Come here, Anna..”, he grabbed her by the back of her neck and pulled her close.She could smell him, already feel his grip tightening almost choking her while his breath softly tickled the soft flesh underneath her bottom lip, “I’ll be gentle, don’t be scared.”The next moment his lips were on hers, kissing her feverishly, his hand still holding her by the neck to keep her from pulling away.The sudden sensation caused Anna to sigh deeply with both pleasure and agony about the dawning certainty that this would be the last action before her inevitable death.David’s kiss was so much softer than she had expected it back when he was only a colleague of her brothers’ and she had fantasized about him and how it would feel to be touched by him. Anna couldn’t help but bite his lower lip which seemed to turn him on even more although he whimpered almost soundlessly. After what felt like hours he broke apart from her leaving a sweet taste on her reddened bottom lip. “Sleep tight now, little girl”, he said stroking her cheek before his left hand on her neck slid over to her throat squeezing tighter and tighter.Anna felt the blood rushing madly inside of her veins and the throbbing feeling in her head almost made it explode. She choked trying to fight off his strong hand but she knew that she couldn’t and every movement only made him choke her harder. Slowly everything around her went dark and she felt her last breaths while the last thing she saw were David’s blue eyes and his slightly puffed lip where her lips and teeth had been seconds before.“It’s over, Anna, don’t…” In the blink of an eye it was over, just like that a life was taken away.Just like that.David’s blood splashed onto the ground as his hands let go of Anna’s limp body.He touched the deep wound on her throat staring at Luke who stood next to him, a knife in his hand. David smiled at the young boy nodding approvingly before he sank down into the puddle of blood on the floor.Anna’s eyes were already dull when the man died next to her but his face was still burnt onto her retina to stay there for eternity. The last thing she saw. The last thought inside her brain. The last words she heard. “It’s over, Anna, don’t..” 

Was I ever more than just a face in the crowd?

Did you even know my name? 

Did you ever really care?

Finally my lovelies, I decided to finish my Fanfiction “Close your eyes” :) There will be two more chapters until the finale in chapter 12. Please please enjoy chapter 9 and have fun reading :) 

IX.

 "Did you hear that Rakith? Battle! Me! Can you imagine me clumsy on a battleground?", doubting I looked at the bird flying next to me while I walked down the corridor back to my room.

The animal just cocked his head and eyed me suspiciously. Well at least it looked suspiciously to me.

"See, I can´t either..", I sighed and opened the door to my room when I suddenly spotted something lying on my bed.

It looked like a wooden box with ornaments carved into.

Carefully I sat down on my bed to examine it with Rakith watching my every move.

At first I couldn't find the clasp but after running my fingers over it fumbling for irregularities I was able to make it out.

"What on earth could that be and who put this here..", mumbling I opened it.

My heart stopped for a split second.

In the box was the most beautiful item I had ever seen in my entire life.

Covering my mouth with my hands I stared at it in shock.

The delicate golden ring was topped with an emerald green rose so sparkly I couldn´t believe my eyes. Gingerly I lifted it up and touched the thin material as if it was to fall apart any second. Never had I seen such beauty before.

As I looked closer, something seemed to move inside of the rose ornament like a tiny, pulsing shadow causing me to flinch. At the second look I realized that it was more like a fog circulating through the green rose seeming as if it wanted to get out of the shell it was kept in.

Instantly I knew who placed it there.

There was no doubt that it came from Loki.

But why a ring? Did it have the same meaning in Asgard as it had in Midgard?

Was that some sort of hidden proposal?

That couldn't be..

My heart started racing viciously.

And what exactly was that thing wafting around inside of it. Suddenly I realized that I still hadn't tried the piece of jewellery on. Something about it made me feel much more than uncomfortable, I was almost scared to touch it again.

Suddenly Rakith crowed loudly sitting at the windowsill looking down to the inner courtyard. I sprang up and bolted over to him almost knocking him out of the window. The warriors were already leaving!

"Damn", I hissed and jerked open my wardrobe. There was nothing that would really fit for battle but thin pants and a woolen, dark green tunic.

Sighing I slipped into the clothes. "Better than a ballgown, right Rakith?", I adressed the bird still staring out of the window. Just in case I would need it I also pinned the brooch to the inside of my tunic right over my heart gasping as the cold metal touched my skin.

I had to go, fast.

At the door I turned around again, the ring was still lying on my bed.

Again my heart started to pound intensely.

What if I take it with me? I should, it would be rude not to try it on at least.

Quickly I took it out of the box again und slipped it on my finger when suddenly my world started swaying as if I was on a ship in distress at sea.

"Oh dear...", I mumbled trying to steady myself by clinging to my bed.

My right hand seemed to get hotter and hotter, almost burn where I had put on the ring. Gasping I sank down on the carpet. My whole hand was covered in green mist sinking slowly into my skin floating through my veins. Suddenly it felt as if hot lava was pulsing through my entire body and I couldn't help but scream in hurt and despair. Rakith crowed loudly and took off. "Get...help...", I clenched my fists in pain. I didn't know how much I could bear it anymore when all of a sudden everything stopped, all the sounds were gone and every thought drawn from my brain. Through a greenish shadow I could see Thor and Victoria and the others riding in front of me discussing battle tactics. I blinked as hard as I could but the scenery wouldn't go away. "Are you okay?", Thor stopped his horse and turned around looking concerned. "No, no Thor! Help me please!", I shrieked but he didn't hear me. "Sure, I am fine..just tired..", a male voice answered instead. A very familiar male voice.

Then everything turned black.

"So it started..." he whispered into the darkness.

 "Elodie? Elodie wake up!"

Blinking I opened my eyes discovering Queen Frigga right next to me shaking me furiously. "I am awake, I am..awake..I guess..", I tried to get up but my head almost killed me so I sank back down. "Slowly, child. Tell me what happened", she took my hand eyeing me anxiously. "I have absolutely no idea...I must have hit my head somewhere. Actually I wanted to get down and follow the others, that's the last thing I remember", I still regret lying to her but I had to protect Loki because I had no idea what was going to happen if I'd spilled the beans. His intention was to build up another, visual connection between the two of us but what for?

I had to find that out and to do so I desperately needed to follow him immediately.

"Queen Frigga, I have to go", standing up I smoothed down my clothes and headed for the door.

"Elodie stop", she still held me by the wrist, "you need armour and weapons, girl."

Silently I nodded. She was perfectly right, I almost forgot to take at least a sword with me.

She led me down a couple of stairs and shoved me into an almost hidden chamber next to a huge statue of the Allfather himself.

"Put these on", she handed me a pair of silver spaulders", ..and the breastplate here and of course you need gauntlets.." In the blink of an eye I was a fully dressed swordmaiden.

"Here, you take my dagger with you, strip it to the inside of your boots, there is a small sheath. It will protect you in grave danger, that's its purpose! Now you've got to rush, girl. Take the grey horse, it's name is Fulla. Pat her on the head twice before you mount her and she will know that I sent you and therefore you're trustworthy", my heart almost shattered at her words. Frigga looked truly concerned and her eyes were glistening with tears of fear for her son and what might happen to him if I couldn't reconnect out powers.

"Everything will work out, do not worry", I bowed deeply, thanked her and hurried to the stables making sure not to cross paths with any of the staff that might recognize me.

 When I arrived outside I nodded at the stable boys trying to look sure of what I was doing and followed Friggas instructions. Fulla nuzzled at my hand tickling it lightly which signaled me that I was allowed to get on her back. "Come now, quick! We've got a stubborn prince to find", I whispered in her ear hoping she would be fast.

And I wasn't disappointed. The horse was more than fast.

Riding her felt like flying by the grassland and past the fields and hills outside of the palace. Rakith was following us by soaring above in circular motions.

Now it wasn't only the Queen worrying, I was also concerned about Loki which was not only caused by our bond. I felt half without him near me. And I wasn't sure what to think of the ring and the insights it had given me.

I could see what Loki saw that was for sure but why should I see this?

What were the meanings of this?

Something inside of me started doubting that it was truly him who put the ring on my bed. Maybe someone wanted me to see with his eyes making it easier to watch him.

Or maybe it meant something more, something a lot darker.

Suddenly I felt all the power circulating through me, pulsing through my veins mixing with my blood. Involuntarily I shivered at the mere thought of what it could do if I wasn't careful.

 When twilight turned the sky a dark shade of blue I finally caught the first glimpse of the bivouac the soldiers had built up and the fires glimmering like a firefly in the approaching darkness. Soundlessly I got down from Fulla whispering her to get closer and mix in with the other horses to have food and water provided.

I myself put on a hooded cloak, Frigga gave me before I dashed away, and tried to approach the tents. Watching my every step I dug beneath piles of supplies getting closer and closer to what I assumed were Thors and Lokis  accomodations.

"Who are you? Say your name now or die!", the moment I touched the fabric of the tent the tip of a shortsword touched my back causing me to shiver.

"Please don't hurt me, Victoria..it's only me..Elodie..", I raised my hands slowly and put down my hood revealing my apologetic face.

"Elodie? What are you doing here? This could turn into a full grown battle tomorrow, it's not a playground for curious girls!", she grabbed me by the arm and yanked me down on the ground putting away her sword.

"That was most certainly not my idea, believe me! Queen Frigga wanted me to find Loki and reconnect our powers.."

"The Queen knows??", Victoria gasped.

"Shhh..", I shushed her, "yes she knows about us and well, our problem.."

Victoria shook her head in disbelief: "This situation is starting to get insane, you've got to do something and I mean both of you. Until now it was basically you trying to find a solution, we need that little brat of an asgardian prince to get a grip."

"Well well well..what do we have here?"

A well known voice behind of us startled Victoria so much she drew her sword in reflex blushing heavily at the sight of Thor grinning down on us.

"You girls weren't talking about me, were you?", he squeezed his muscular warriors body inbetween us almost squashing me.

Friend #1: McDreamy is so hot!

Friend #2: Nah McSteamy is way hotter!!

It was one of those special nights at the end of February when the temperature would slowly climb upwards and the fine scent of spring tickles one's heart and soul.

I remember it as if it was yesterday.

A warm breeze gently played through my brown hair while the lamp posts around me went on bathing the whole street in a magical, dim light. Over the months of winter my hair had gotten pretty long and dark because of the lack of sunlight transforming me into some kind of modern age Snowwhite. Blinded by the light I tried to cover my eyes with my hand and I almost tripped over the first step of a small staircase suddenly appearing to my left. At the top of the stairs there was a wooden door with an obviously aged and worn out sign above it saying “The Hidden Bookshop”. It was almost impossible to read the bleached out green letters and without the shop’s windows being packed with books one could have thought that the shop was already closed and abandoned. Blinking I got a bit closer to have a proper look.

There were books by Jane Austen, Hemingway and even Fitzgerald. Suddenly feeling curious I searched for the business hours when I realized the faint light coming from inside. I tried to push the handle gasping lightly when the door sprang open. As I went inside I entering an amazing new world I’ve always dreamed of. In every possible space there were books crammed into shelves as high as the ceiling. Carefully I picked up a leather bound book containing Edgar Allen Poe’s complete works and gently caressed the soft fabric with my fingertips inhaling its special scent , a scent that contained so many universes and adventures dying to tell them to a partner in crime. “You like it, don´t you?”, a deep, velvety voice behind me almost startled me to death, “I am sorry, I didn´t mean to scare you.” “Oh no, nevermind! Yes, it´s beautiful”, I answered to his question and took a first close look at the young man. He was more than handsome, a true Mr. Darcy type of man. He smiled at me from underneath his ruffled, brown hair. He was much taller than me so I had to lift up me head to truly look him into his deep, sparkling, green eyes glinting with a hint of mischief while his grey, woollen jumper and the cord pants underlined his classy, thin figure. But what made my legs seem all wobbly was his beautiful, warm smile which also made my heart skip a beat the second I saw it. “I´ll give it to you for a reasonable price, only 20 shillings and it´s yours”, he chuckled and eyed me playfully while putting some spare books back into the shelf.

Shillings?

What a teaser!

„I am terrible sorry but I´ve got only Euros”, I couldn´t help but laugh while feeling my face get hot. He must have either missed the currency conversion years ago or he was fooling me. How old was he actually?

Maybe around 26 just like me, maybe a bit older, I wasn´t really sure. His boyish face looked so timeless but wise, just as if he had seen quite a lot in his life already. Startled I looked away from him as he noticed me watching him. “Oh right, of course! I always forget about that“, he got behind the counter and gestured me to come closer. All of a sudden he grabbed my wrist and pulled me closer to him forcing me to look right into his eyes. “Well but for a kiss…”, he whispered against my lips. His grip was strong but not unpleasant. Everything started spinning around me. My heart was beating wildly and out of control when his long, slender fingers caressed my jawline. It felt as if I was bewitched by him and couldn’t escape. Blushing heavily I nodded and leaned forward in his direction. When his lips first touched mine it was as if I was struck by lightning, my spirit leaving my body watching us two people kiss in the most sensual way I had ever experienced. Sighing I put my arms around his broad neck gently biting his lower lip while his fingertips massaged the exposed skin around my lower back. Never had I been kissed as gentle and passionate with a feeling of cream and honey on my lips. When he pulled away I almost tripped over because of the dizziness our kiss left me with. He didn’t say anything he just smiled this mischievous smile just like before. Somehow he must have loved to embarrass me like that. Shaking I watched him wrap up the book I had paid for with that amazing kiss. Along with the book he put a tiny piece of paper into the bag before he handed it over to me. “Thank you, young lady! Come back soon!“, he purred making me blush anew when I looked at him curling his lips. “Thank you too, Sir! Have a nice evening”, I stuttered and left the store still feeling his soft, hungry kiss on my lips. Although I was more than happy and flabbergasted something didn´t feel right in my head.

Girls actually don´t snog guys because of books!

Somehing about that store seemed to be out of this world..

 From that day on I often thought about the young man and his amazing books.

And of course about the marvelous kiss we hat. Everytime I touched my lips it felt as if the kiss burned on them anew and I swore to return some day and repeat it.

One foggy evening I left the office and before I knew it I stood in front of the small staircase that led up to the wooden door. Again I looked over to the shop window only to find it shielded with newspaper pages and full of dust. The sign with the name on it still hung over the door so I could be sure I found the right street. The store must have gone bankrupt in the past weeks! What a sad fate for the young man!

“Can I help you?”, a friendly, female voice next to me made me jump. A little, elder woman in a waitresses’ uniform looked up to me. “Actually yes, do you know perhaps what happened to the bookshop that was here a few weeks ago?“, I looked at her hoping she would know where I could find the mysterious man. “A bookshop? Are you sure you’re in the right place?”, she cocked her head. Maybe she thought I was a total lunatic so I fished for the piece of paper where the address was printed on only to find it almost empty apart from blotches of washed out ink. “That´s…impossible…”, I murmured shaking my head in disbelief. “Miss, would you like to have a glass of water? You look pale”, she looked at me worried. Something was just not right here! An hour ago the paper was fully intact!

I nodded and let her guide me to the restaurant she was working at. It was just as small as the bookshop, the walls filled with old photographs and souvenirs lit up by candlelight. The atmosphere was very romantic and I couldn´t help but notice a couple kissing passionately. Watching them made me think about the man again and his mesmerizing, green eyes. My whole body started prickling only by the thought of his lips on mine..or on my neck..or my breasts. Blinking I suddenly realized the photograph hanging right in front of me. Trapped in a wooden frame there he suddenly was. The young man from the bookstore.

Wide-eyed I jumped up to see what was written underneath.

Hey my lovely people!

I just wanted you to know that I am fine and very very busy with university stuff. The bachelor’s degree is almost mine (yaaay) but there is still a lot to work on my thesis about arthurean literature.

Thinking of you all I took the time to write while being sick with the flu and produced a tiny short story about a bookshop and a very handsome man we all love and adore ;) Have fun reading in the next post and take good care!

After 2 weeks feeling exactly like this I finally managed to get through terms woop woop :D :D

Finally time to do some more writing *-* Stay tuned my lovelies for some more fiction and book reviews, well and of course some more silly blabbering as I always do..most of the time XD

Well as two of the greatest men in the world died in only one week leaving half the world sobbing and in pain I somehow wanted to pack my feelings into written form.

I have no idea about a title here and I don´t think a concrete title is required but that´s basically how I feel and imagine both David and Alan waking up and starting a whole new adventure together..

This is basically a way to deal with the loss of two man that guided me through my childhood like David Bowie did. After watching the Labyrinth I totally fell in love with him and kept a tiny picture of him under my pillow so that my parents won´t see it because they found it amusing that I fancied him so much. And 10 years ago a very close friend of mine died of a brain tumor and I remember lying in bed, crying over this feeling of being completely powerless listening to “As the world falls down” on a loop. But also through my teenage years like Alan Rickman did, because through him and the whole Harry Potter universe I found my best friend which was almost 14 years ago and I still remember us little girls arguing about who was hotter, Draco or Snape, of course I was the Snape Fan.

I know it´s a bit weird to be so touched by the deaths of men I don´t personally know or well I didn´t know them, but it feels like an era ending and as if something was taken away from me and I guess “As the world falls down” was never more appropriate as now.

Anyways, sorry for me being so honest and personal, this is actually what I wanted to show you, just a little funny thing I wrote when I actually should have listened to my professor but well, I am not Hermoine am I? ;)

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He opened his eyes because of the sudden bright light that surrounded him.

It tickled his nose, teased him, as if it wanted him to get up.

"Where am I..?", Alan mumbled and tried to get up.

His head was still spinning madly but somehow he felt light and refreshed just like after a long and healthy sleep.

"I guess we´re exactly where we´re supposed to be..", a quite familiar voice startled him.

Alan turned around to look at the direction of another man standing not far behind him.

"David? Is that you?", Alan stepped closer to him.

He couldn´t believe his eyes.

What were they doing in this place that looked strangely like the lobby of a fancy hotel.

The interior was clean, lots of cream and grey colours and instead of walls there were only huge windows showing a juicy green grassland with lots of wild flowers.

"Yep, Alan, it is me. But tell me what are you doing here? I know why I am here but you? Why you?", David patted his mates shoulder.

He didn´t know that Alan was..well..

"As odd as it may sound but..I think..actually..you might think I am crazy but..I think I died.. Yes, that´s basically the last thing I can remember and suddenly I woke up here..", Alan shook his head.

Although he thought about the answer very carefully it still sounded even weirder spoken aloud.

Maybe he really was dead but was this heaven?

Was there a thing like heaven?

David sighed and smiled showing his iconic teeth.

"Yep I guess that´s basically what happened to us both. Alan, I think we actually are dead..but why on earth are we still here? That´s what I was thinking about when you suddenly popped up here, you appeared here like a ghost, almost scared the.."

"Gentlemen?", a third voice made David and Alan spin around.

"Spock??", both cried in unison darting forward to what looked like a reception desk.

"Oh come on guys, you know my name is Leonard, could we drop the Star Trek reference for a moment? I´ve got to finish a job here!", Leonard opened a black folder with two sheets of paper in them, "if you would be so nice and sign here, here and here."

He handed Alan and David a pen while they kept on looking at the papers.

"Leonard..those are empty..", David cocked his head in confusion.

"Of course they are, what did you guys expect? You´re in heaven, we don´t have any contracts..Terry just asked me to get your autographs, he´s a huge fan but quite shy that man..", Leonard opened a large door behind the desk and stretched out his arms, "if you would be so kind and follow me now, there is a dinner party we´ve got to attend."

"Terry Pratchett?", David mouthed at Alan biting his lip.

Alan was the first to walk through the door directly followed by David.

It looked even more like a super fancy hotel now with lots and lots of people standing around, chatting, laughing and beautiful ladies offering them champagne.

The two men were flabbergasted.

If this was heaven, it was totally awesome, they decided.

"But tell me Leonard, what are we supposed to do here all day?", Alan asked curiously grabbing a glass from one of the many trays that were flying by.

David pressed his lips together, somehow he was in the mood to make some music because not feeling any pain was the best side-effect there was.

Leonard looked at them and grinned mischievously.