During season seven.
Thanks, Seasonal Spuffy, for letting me play again. :)
I do not know these people. This man, he took me from my family. No one here speaks Serbian. I think it is a bad place. There are too many girls.
There is a vampire in the basement. He is not there for us to hurt. He lives there. I do not understand.
The one who is the Slayer I think, the blonde one, she looks at him. He looks at her. They do not look with hatred as should be. I think they are lovers. Or else they want to be.
This America is a very, very strange place.
Originally posted at http://seasonal-spuffy.livejournal.com/444754.html
Woo hoo! Seasonal Spuffy. Today’s personal theme for me is Robert Burns “O would some power the giftie gie us to see ourselves as others see us.”
This is set in the comic book universe, post season eight. There’s a spoiler for the new Angel series that I made up – until it showed up on Jo Chen’s cover for the new season. So go me?
Because my posting day is the eleventh day of the eleventh month.
Buffy handed Spike his mug of blood from the microwave, then took a sip of her tea. “My dad wasn’t in Vietnam. I hadn’t really thought much about Veteran’s Day since school.”
“Remembrance Day, we call it.” Spike leaned forward, his elbows on the table. “Didn’t think much of it myself, before the soul. But I was there. Not proud of my actions. Didn’t discriminate. One side tasted the same as the other.
But those boys. Lots of them Dawn’s age. I remember them now.”
“To the troops,” Buffy said, clinking mugs.
“Lest we forget.”
Originally posted at http://seasonal-spuffy.livejournal.com/429873.html
Just a short fill-in the scenes for today. An interlude, if you like.
Contains a bit of naughtiness.
My Seasonal Spuffy story set in season six. Thanks to spicklething for the beta.
Head and heart. Guess which is which. :)
My entry for the prompt “distance.” Thanks to enigmaticblues for giving us this community, and for cindergal for once again being my wonderful beta.
Set after series, with some concession to the comic books. Reading them is not a prerequisite, but there are a few references.
PG, maybe PG13 if you squint. 3087 words.
Okay, I’ll admit it. I’m not the greatest graphics person, and I have an old version of photoshop. Still, I tried.
Originally posted at http://seasonal-spuffy.livejournal.com/322554.html
My posting day. Hurray!
Okay, there’s a poem. ;)
Thanks to enigmatic_blue for the opportunity (see you at Writercon) and my beautiful beta cindergal.
A special thanks to the poetry of Christina Rossetti.
Just so you know I haven’t gone all angsty, a post-season eight drabble:
Alternate Normal Again, and not cheery. Read and you will see dead people.
Obstacles? Oh, yeah.
Thanks to cindergal for the encouragement.
Banner-making isn’t my area of expertise, but I thought I’d make one for the story.
Buffy looks good for her age :) It’s a Slayer thing.
Thanks for reading, and have a happy Spuffy Season.
Part the last. Thanks to everyone who commented. I haven’t written much lately, and it’s encouraging when people say they like it. (Not that you shouldn’t say anything if you have quibbles.) Continue Reading
A short fic in four ficletty parts. Thanks to cindergal for the look-over.
You can’t have new beginnings unless you’ve had some old ones. Continue Reading
Today’s story is brought to you by the letter ‘S’. ‘S’ stands for Seasonal Spuffy, silly, space and a soupcon of smut.
The theme for this round is “Around the World”. I may have taken that too literally.
Thanks to cindergal for the look-over.
Here’s my entry for Seasonal Spuffy. Vaguely fairytalesque.
Also wanted to mention that one of the images in my last post was from Cappiness, a fine place to find images from BtvS and AtS.
Pretty fluffy stuff :)
Edit: I am an airhead. I forgot to thank my lovely beta cindergal. You complete me :) Continue Reading