holiday drabbles
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open_on_sunday had a free for all drabbles so I tried to drabble up something for everyone on my list since I was so pathetic in getting fic out. If I missed you, oops, sorry.
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Spike/Dru – 1957 Lap of Luxury
Luxury, they deserved it, Spike thought running his hand over the 1957 Cadillac’s red hood. He licked the last of its owner’s blood from his lips. His dark rose’s eyes had lit up seeing the thing so he made it hers.
Dru was inside playing with the built-in Arpege atomiser, burying her bare toes in the lamb’s wool carpeting. Spike sat on the crushed velvet seat and made use of the magnetized drink tumbler in the Eldorado’s glove box. Dru lit his cigarette for him.
“Now this is style.”
“I love it, Spike.”
“Anything for you, pet.” Spike kissed her.
Drusilla – Post NFA - Her Boy
Drusilla walked through the rubble, almost sad the stars hadn’t lied to her. She knew what she would find in what was left of the city of Angels; Daddy’s dust and her heart left broken on the ground, shattered like glass.
She him under the stained and crumbling bits of a once proud building. If rescuers had found him first, her boy wouldn’t have stood a chance. Drusilla scooped him from his grave, cradling him to her breast, remembering better days when he would lick and suck at them. Maybe it would come again. She would make her Spike whole.
For independnt_rose
Doyle/Cordy S1 – Courage
All he had to do was get up the nerve to ask. How hard could it be? He was the furthest thing from shy. Maybe he was simply smart enough to know when he didn’t stand a chance. ‘course not, you won’t open your mouth and tell her how you feel.’
He should just give up. Cordelia made no bones about how much she hated demons. Sooner or later she’d realize that half his blood was demonic. Doyle sighed and longed for a shot of liquid courage.
“Cordy, you want to see a movie?”
“Sounds like fun.”
His heart sang.
For southernbangel
Buffy/Angel – S3 Cain’s Blood
He watched her dancing from the shadows. He tried not to come out where her friends would hassle her for it. Still, Xander’s eyes were so fixed on Faith, Angel figured he could set the boy’s pants on fire and he wouldn’t notice.
He wrinkled his nose at the thought. That was the real problem with him and Buffy. Half of his blood was Cain’s blood and the other half Abel’s. No matter how much good he wanted to do, the demon was always there whispering in his ear. Loving her only made it worse and love her he did.
For mzzgoddessblue
Angelus & William 1890’s
William’s eyes were so big Angelus expected them to fall out. Darla had ordered him to be nice to the younger vampire just to get some peace in the household. Angelus’ peace offering was a burlesque show, apparently the first William’s had ever been to.
Angelus relaxed back, watching a pert brunette’s breasts bobbling as she danced. “Having fun?”
“Can we go backstage afterwards?” William asked hungrily.
“That goes without saying.”
“Bloody hell, why haven’t we done this before?” William’s eyes followed her scarves.
“You annoy me too much to bother,” Angelus replied honestly.
“I’ll be good.”
Angelus laughed loudly.
For sarakat
Dawn/Xander – The Big Day
“You look beautiful.” Buffy straightened Dawn’s veil, tears in her eyes.
“I feel beautiful.”
“If he’s not good to you, I’ll kick his backside,” Buffy promised then turned to walk up with the best man.
Dawn smiled. No way Xander would be anything but good to her. He knew what Buffy would do to him, not to mention Willow or the two vampires hidden in the windowless sacristy to see her big day. Dawn wasn’t worried. She was marrying her best friend, the man who could always make her laugh.
Giles kissed her cheek then walked her up the aisle.
For masqthephlsphr
Connor & Angel Post NFA – Finding Her
“Are you sure this is it?” Connor asked.
“Not really but it’s in this general area,” Angel said as he walked the moonlit beach. “Your mother always talked about being able to go to the ocean as a young woman. All I really knew was it was somewhere in Virginia.”
Connor slipped off his shoes and rolled up his pants. He walked into the water, standing silently, just soaking it all in. He went back to his father, leaning on him as he dusted the clammy sand from his toes. “I can almost feel her here.”
“That’s the important thing.”
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evil_little_dog
Crossover Ensemble – Post NFA – Wild Boys
“Sometimes I think Connor’s right, magic is just wrong,” Dawn sighed. “No offense Willow.”
Willow shook her head. “With spells like this...”
“As if men aren’t hard enough to handle, someone had to cast a spell to make them into “Wild Boys.” Can you believe half the things they did?” Buffy asked.
“I need to bleach my brain,” Faith shuddered.
Xander, Giles, Gunn, Spike, Angel, and Connor were all curled up asleep on the floor at last free of the spell.
“Anyhow want to hazard a guess where their clothes went?” Dawn asked.
“I’m just glad we got video.” Faith laughed.
For a2zmom
Buffy - Post NFA Snow
Snow always made her think of him. Buffy looked out the lodge window, trying to enjoy the Swiss Alps now that her business was done but thoughts of him intruded. She knew he was alive, taking time to mend bridges with the snarky little creature he called a son. Buffy smiled softly remembering the last time they were all together. Spike and Connor had banded together and Angel hadn’t stood a chance.
As the snow fell, flakes as big as potato chips, she missed him even more. Snow had saved his life, her heart. Later she would call him.
For bashipforever
Buffy/Angel – S 2 Patrol
Was she the only Slayer to look forward to evening patrols? Probably but she had something none of her predecessors had; a set of broad shoulders and salty lips waiting for her. Could it really be called patrolling when she spent half the night wrapped around Angel’s gorgeous body? Buffy didn’t care. They got the job done in spite of all the distractions exploring each other provided.
She smiled seeing him in the shadows of a crypt. She leapt headstones to reach him. She melted feeling those huge hands on her skin. Lips crashed together, tongues probed, hurrah for nightfall.
For marenfic
Buffy/Gunn – Post NFA Trees
She wasn’t expecting it, to fall in love all over again. He sought her out after the three demons gave his battered body to Connor to take to safety. It was the last anyone had seen of Angel, Spike and Illyria.
When Gunn and Connor had found her to tell her the news, she had closed herself off from the world. Slowly, her friends dragged her back out of her shell. Gunn’s honesty and simplicity of heart, no lies, no hiding things, had won her over. Slowly they healed, growing together like strong trees. With him, she felt invincible again.
well I'm off. Mom's screaming she's making rum and cokes and the guests will be here soon (better to be drunk before that happens because three days of relatives....yeah, drunk is good)
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Date: 2005-12-30 04:40 am (UTC)There won't be a cut off time, really - I'll be the only one there on Friday. *grin* I'll email you the phone # for there and the 'Rents again as well.
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