bogwitch: (Meg and Mog - Mog [new])
As I actually managed to write down what happened yesterday, I suppose I had better type it up!

A suprisingly long post by my standards follows within )
I think that was more or less it.
bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Infinity))
OMG, an Illyria fic. Not a long one, but a fic!


Title: A Hollow Throne
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 314
Rating: T
Character(s): Illyria.
Warnings: None.
Summary: The last one standing. From the prompt by [livejournal.com profile] ever_neutral: it doesn't hurt me.

Blood soaks a hollow throne, drips from fingers still wet.

“I knew you would win,” says the last of his race, her one remaining acolyte. Her final lover. Her last and only chance.

“So did I,” Illyria agrees without pleasure or emotion. “Now it is done.”

Without a thought, she steals his heart and her hand takes its final beat for her own. His body, loose and lifeless, dies and falls to join the others; his blood to stain the stones beneath the pile with a dark pool of scarlet secrets, as insignificant to her as the organ tumbling forgotten from her red stained palm. Just like it would have in the old days when the demons warred, before the world changed and ages passed and she slept on.

She pretends this is what she wanted; pretends that she’s satisfied at last. Pretends that all of this could mean something to her now. Fools herself that she has all that she wants.

She is victory.

She is the conqueror of a race that fought back too late and ultimately failed, unable to save themselves from the destruction she brought them. A race now dead at her feet.

She is the last one standing.

She was Illyria, demon king. Betrayer and slaughterer and dictator.

The mightiest of the mighty.

Ruler of the world.

Yet all alone.

For all her power, there is no one remaining to serve her, to know that she is the winner. No one is left to care whether she triumphed or fell. Not even herself.

The only one that might have mattered is a cold corpse in a grave almost forgotten.

It doesn’t hurt me anymore, my Wesley, she whispers to the cold night – a shout in the swallowing silence, and her penultimate lie, I have won.

She knows the truth of it now: she is the one who has lost.
bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Tentacle))
Title: Eight Legs and Legacies
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 605
Summary: The inevitable trip to the aquarium.
Author’s Notes: Sometime between the end of Chosen and End of Days and the start of the 2010 World Cup. Spike, Illyria and Dawn plus Paul the Octopus. For [livejournal.com profile] speakr2customrs, who pointed out I had missed the bloody obvious opportunity Paul the Octopus presented.
Rating: U

Eight Legs and Legacies )


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bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Tentacle))
Title: Eight Legs and Legacies
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 605
Summary: The inevitable trip to the aquarium.
Author’s Notes: Sometime between the end of Chosen and End of Days and the start of the 2010 World Cup. Spike, Illyria and Dawn plus Paul the Octopus. For [livejournal.com profile] speakr2customrs, who pointed out I had missed the bloody obvious opportunity Paul the Octopus presented.
Rating: U

Eight Legs and Legacies )


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bogwitch: (Illyria awe)
I shouldn't sit on this any longer. So what if no one will care. :(



Title: Old Gods, New Bonds
Author: Bogwitch
Rating: PG
Characters: Illyria and Drogyn the Battlebrand (Gen)
Spoilers: Season 5, Power Play, you know the bit with the X Box
Word Count: 1700
Disclaimer: Illyria will accept no ownership from me. Characters were slightly harmed before the making of this fic, so don't blame me, blame Angel.
Summary: “You must adapt or return to your rest.”
Author's Note: I'm not very familiar with Crash Bandicoot as I spent about two minutes playing Crash Bandicoot 2 and got very bored. Oh why couldn't they have been playing Spyro? Therefore, I don't which game in the series they are supposed to be playing. My research concluded it had to be either Crash Nitro Kart or Crash Bandicoot: The Wrath of Cortex,but neither seemed to entirely fit the script. Therefore, Crash fans will need a pinch of salt.

Old Gods, New Bonds )

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bogwitch: (illyria b/w)
I did that character meme [livejournal.com profile] rahirah and [livejournal.com profile] ladyoneill did. I hope it makes sense, I have a stinking cold and I'm not entirely with it!

Illyria's answers )

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bogwitch: (illyria b/w)
I did that character meme [livejournal.com profile] rahirah and [livejournal.com profile] ladyoneill did. I hope it makes sense, I have a stinking cold and I'm not entirely with it!

Illyria's answers )

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bogwitch: (Illyria cobalt)
Thanks to everyone leaving me Birthday Wishes so far, [livejournal.com profile] hesadevil and [livejournal.com profile] calove for the cards, [livejournal.com profile] lillianmorgan(Tentacles!), [livejournal.com profile] calove (2xtentacles) and [livejournal.com profile] hesadevilspike (Drogyn!) for the drabbles and fic. I have an embarassment of riches.

If I've left anyone out, I will get back to you - my lunch break isn't long enough!


I've done my own drabble. Illyria again:

Mourning Glory by Bogwitch

In the Demon Age, Illyria shone, her light brighter than a thousand suns. Glory was everything; supremacy was absolute. She was hard and strong, feared and adored, worshiped and hated. Many tried to destroy her, many perished.

The world is no less turbulent now than she remembers. War still rages, empires still rise and fall, blood is still spilt in the pursuit of power and wealth. Death stalks. Yet the Age of Men remains her prison. She’s diminished; pushed into a mortal’s shell. Her eternal life will be no more.

She’ll die here and this time no one will remember.


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bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Infinity))
Been fidding all weekend with masks and brushes and whatnot and have come up with another wallpaper.

I was THIS close this time to keeping and using it to re-design my webpage. But I couldn't be arsed.







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bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Infinity))
Been fidding all weekend with masks and brushes and whatnot and have come up with another wallpaper.

I was THIS close this time to keeping and using it to re-design my webpage. But I couldn't be arsed.







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bogwitch: (odin)
To cheer myself up I finished a wallpaper.

Except it didn't really cheer me up as I not 100% happy with it. I'm up for some critique, feel free (look at the big version, as the thumbnail has been adjusted).

I have the urge to lighten it, but when I change it, I don't like it as much. I like the lurking in the shadows.

And what about the font, does it work for you?






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bogwitch: (odin)
To cheer myself up I finished a wallpaper.

Except it didn't really cheer me up as I not 100% happy with it. I'm up for some critique, feel free (look at the big version, as the thumbnail has been adjusted).

I have the urge to lighten it, but when I change it, I don't like it as much. I like the lurking in the shadows.

And what about the font, does it work for you?






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bogwitch: (Obey)
I thought I'd add my contribution to this comment campaign thing. In my own style of course:

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You don't want to make the lady cross now, do you?

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bogwitch: (Obey)
I thought I'd add my contribution to this comment campaign thing. In my own style of course:

Image hosted by Photobucket.com


You don't want to make the lady cross now, do you?

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bogwitch: (Default)
Okay people, the muse is in a funny mood...

What song would you like to hear Illyria do on the karaoke?

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bogwitch: (Obey)
I have no idea why [livejournal.com profile] mommanerd asked for Illyria in a public restroom (I'm imagining a stampede of citizens running for the hills if that happened), but wrote it I did (through not a public restroom as such, more one of Wolfram and Hart's. You might get a client or two).

This one has some dark themes and is tentacle free...

Bloodbath (Illyria ficlet) )

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] sexymermaid for giving me the cherry on top. ;)
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bogwitch: (Obey)
I have no idea why [livejournal.com profile] mommanerd asked for Illyria in a public restroom (I'm imagining a stampede of citizens running for the hills if that happened), but wrote it I did (through not a public restroom as such, more one of Wolfram and Hart's. You might get a client or two).

This one has some dark themes and is tentacle free...

Bloodbath (Illyria ficlet) )

Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] sexymermaid for giving me the cherry on top. ;)
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bogwitch: (illyria12)
The muse is on a roll now, in the wrong direction, but never mind.

This is a treat for those of you who read Twelve Days and wanted some Willow/Illyria:

Cut for Femmeslash. Whoo! (not especially graphic)

Electrical Phenomena (Willow/Illyria) )


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bogwitch: (Default)
I have terrible writer's block so in an attempt to get going again, I have a quick drabble for you. I can't seem to think of a title for this one. I'm going to regret saying that, I'm sure.


Let's Do Lunch by Bogwitch
(AtS, Season five, Spike and Illyria, gatecrashing a client buffet)

“This body requires sustenance,” Illyria ordered. “I was sent here.”

Spike waved a hand at the disordered remains of the Wolfram and Hart buffet, while appropriating the plate of spicy wings for himself. "It’s all yours."

“What are those?”

“Boiled eggs, Pet.” He dropped one egg into her palm.

Illyria looked at it curiously, her blue eyes staring at the thing he’d given her. "I will not eat the ovulation of such low creatures."

It felt smooth, strangely heavy in her hand. Almost perfect in slippery symmetry, it shined wetly, but felt dry like an eyeball…

“Perhaps they will do.”

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bogwitch: (tentacle love)
I made a little companion pic to go with my stories Succour and Sucker...


Hardcore prawn under the cut )

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