AAAAAAAAAAAH OMG.

omgggggg to the, like, five people who told me to read the Dresden Files, I AM SO SORRY I DIDN'T GET TO IT SOONER. I just blew through the first two books and ffffff, these books are fucking amazing and I love them and everything about them

except Murphy who is kind of a massive bitch, but I hear she gets better later on.

But HARRY. BOB. FUCKING MARCONE, omg, every time he saunters in, I go nuts, he's so fabulous. I must admit, I do ship Harry/Marcone. I KNOW, PREDICTABLE BUT.... He tried to buy Dresden! BUY HIM.

You have no idea how much I want to write an AU where Harry was forced to take Marcone's offer and the fallout thereof. I mean, I spent my entire shitty day at work mentally plotting this out. It involves Awesome. Copious amount of it.

From Fool Moon, which I just finished:

Then I drew in a breath, and my renewed will with it, lifted my blasting rod with my right hand, murmured a phrase in a language I didn't know, and blew the tires off his fucking truck.

UNF. JESUS H CHRIST. DRESDEN IS FUCKING AMAZING.

[After Marcone tells the bad guys he'd like Dresden for himself, alive please.]
"Do you have any suggestions of where we should start looking [for Dresden]?"
Marcone flicked a switch on the sight of his rifle and pointed it negligently at the tree line. "Over there ought to do."
The red dot of the laser sight settled onto a leaf six inches to the left of my head, and the thready pulse of fear in my chest turned into an icy white streak of terror.
Damn, damn, damn.

DAYUM IS RIGHT, MARCONE IS LIKE THE MOST BADASS NORMAL EVER. 8O

:deeply in lust with these books omg: