Floundering Around in the Dark

Title: A Slayer Born, Part 3
Fandom: BtVS/AtS
Pairing: Angel/Buffy!Wesley, mention of other characters
Rating: NC-17 (with the porn-y goodness)

Summary: Buffy!Wesley confronts the Watcher's Council, and a group of Slayers, while adjusting to the sharing of one body.

Disclaimer: I think we all know I own none of this, except maybe the insanity of it all.

Part 1 Part 2

( Sorry for the intense. Things are…strange today )

I mentioned in my main journal yesterday that I had been bitten by another plot bunny...I'm not sure I'm done with this...and there's definately some porn-y potential here that I haven't gotten into...but for now, I humbly offer this:

Title: A Slayer Born
Fandom: BtVS/AtS
Pairings: Willow/Faith, Angel/Angelus/Wesley/Buffy (you'll have to read it to get that)
Rating: PG-ish
Setting: After the End of AtS

Summary: Ummm...Okay, Five years have passed since the events that ended AtS...Faith and Willow are together, and Illyria's breakdown at the end of the battle had some serious consequences...which leads to a catatonic Slayer and a dead man sharing the body of a vampire...or something...

( Click me to get to the insanity that is my brain )

This began as a drabble for this week's prompt over at btvsats_love, but it got a little long...by like more than 500 words...So I offer it here:

Title: Blame it on the Rain
Fandom: BtVS/Supernatural Crossover
Pairing: Sam/Buffy/Dean
Summary: An excuse for sex...okay, Buffy and Sam and Dean are affected by the rain, as an excuse to write about the three of them having sex....

Rating: I'm going with R, because the sex stuff isn't really explicite.

*cross posted to AO3*

( Rain, Rain go away...or not.... )

My assignment was for a slash story with any two characters from: Angel/Spike/Xander/Wesley/Giles

It was requested by Claire/mirasol with the following:

Up to three things you would like included in your story: aspidistra, sea-green, "wax on, wax off"
Up to three things you would not like in the story: I'm easy, I don't mind. :)
Rating preference: R to NC-17 (but I'll take lower if the author isn't happy with this)

So...I tossed it around and what follows is what came out of it. It's my first Xander/Spike fic, and its also told in first person (which is new and different for my fan fic) from Xander's point of view. The particulars are:

Title: Two Can Play
Fandom: BtVS
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Contains sex. Male homosexual sex. Don't read if you don't like.
Spoilers: Through end of BtVS, takes place post series
Disclaimer: Not mine...never were...I take them out and play when I'm bored though...

Summary: Spike and Xander...with sex...and a happy ending....not to mention the other stuff, as requested!

*cross posted to AO3*

( Two can play that game )

Written for btvsats_love's prompt this week, which is "Despair"

Fandom: Buffy
Character: Buffy
Summary: Internal dialogue as Buffy flees Sunnydale at the end of Season 2

What have I done?

What have I done?

She stumbled backwards, her eyes caught on his face. He was confused, afraid, alone…His eyes dropped to the sword in his gut…the sword she had shoved through him and into the statue behind him.

Her tears burned tracks into her face. Her hands shook.

“Buffy?” His final words as the portal sucked him in a question, an accusation.

Trembling, one hand reached out for him, too little, too late. Gone. He was gone.

What have I done?

What have I done?

She ran, out of the building, away from the pain. There was no where to go though, and the pain followed her, tackled her, lodged inside her heart. She couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t think.

What have I done?

What have I done?

Her mother’s face as they’d fought and she’d fled. Giles face all battered and broken. Angel’s face as his soul was restored when it was too late to help them. They all crowded around her and she collapsed beneath the weight of it all, curling up into a ball in the grass.

What have I done?

What have I done?

Sobs wracked her as her eyes watered the grass, until her body ached in a way that slaying had never caused. She had consigned him to hell. When it had been Angelus it had seemed an easy thing, the right thing…then his face softened, his eyes, confused, disoriented as he spoke her name…and the touch, the kiss.

“Close your eyes.”

What have I done?

What have I done?

She got to her feet, still shaky, still lost in the pain. Her footsteps carried her and she followed them, with little heed to the world around her. She took a seat on the bus without really thinking past the look on his face when her sword bit into him. Anywhere but here, anywhere but where they had, for a brief time, had a love unlike anything she would ever find again. Anywhere but where she had killed him.

The bus pulled out and she rested her head on the glass. As they passed the place where it happened, she closed her eyes, and she didn’t open them again until they’d passed the sign that read “Now Leaving Sunnydale”.

What have I done? she asked her reflection in the window…there was no answer, only the tear stained face of a girl far too young.

What have I done?

Title: Right Here
Pairing: Dawn/Spike
Rating: PG
Setting: across several seasons of BtVS, and after
Disclaimer: Not mine, wish they were

Summary: From Dawn's point of view, snippets of time that offer glimpses into her relationship with Spike.

*cross posted to AO3*



( Right Here )