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[doyle]

The Drabblethon masterlist

If you signed up for the drabblethon, your assignment should be here. Fics should go in the comments to this post, with the person you're writing for in the subject line. If the requester hasn't named any character or pairing, you can do any that take your fancy.



lafemmedarla is writing Post-apocalypse, enhanced werewolf senses for doyle_sb4 - done!
nicole_anell is writing post-Chosen, "You're sending me where?!?" for southernbangel - done!
moosesal is writing Angel standing by a window. Naked. for lafemmedarla - done!
marginalia is writing "Tara, do you really think this is a good idea?" for feverishbm - done!
lyrajane is writing There is nothing more uncommon than common sense for niuserre - done!
violethamster is writing One of the (unnamed) new Slayers, and how she's dealing forinyron - done!
estepheia is writing riley & buffy (pairing or friendship) --five years post-Chosen for beautifulstars
catlove is writingI make my bed with the stars above my head and dream of a place called home (using whole phrase is optional, but some part should appear) for _shewalks - done!
obsessedmuch is writing There is never a good time to tell me you're dating a zombie for lakester
blueswan9 is writing Any scene, seasons 1-3, significantly altered by Dawn's presence for greensilver - done!
marguerite_26 is writing Unresolved sexual tension for moireach - done!
beautifulstars is writing how Drusilla made out at Woodstock for nicole_anell
shebit is writing Andrew, oven mitts, any Andrew slash pairing for chicken_cem
jedi_penguin is writing Buffy/Lindsey for goddess_loki - done!
_shewalks is writing oz/xander post-chosen for marginalia - done!
cornerofmadness is writing laundry for essene - done!
moireach is writing Spike & Ethan - Initiative memories for estepheia
chicken_cem is writing Buffy/Oz trampolines for dodyskin
edgechick816 is writing You're not drunk if you can lie on the floor without holding on for netgirl_y2k - done!
dodyskin is writing I saw thru the bleary window, A mass of playthings for blueswan9
stars91 is writing Xander, five years after the finale. for obsessedmuch - done!
szandara is writing Somone discovers Cordy is alive. Why? How? for nightchik
inyron is writing Pre-BTVS S. 1, Willow sharing a kiss with either Jesse or Xander for aaronlisa - done!
not_sally is writing Snyder's one true love for marguerite_26 - done!
greensilver is writing friendship for bashipforever - done!
essene is writing Willow/Riley, Season 4, Romantic for tinpanalley - done!
callmesandy is writing Oz and the economy of tulipsfor glossing - done!
goddess_loki is writing Connor's reactions post Not Fade Away for cornerofmadness - done!
wisdomeagle is writing monkverse, Dawn in "Nightmares" for jedi_penguin - done!
lakester is writing footballfor dlgood - done!
netgirl_y2k is writing Protect me from what I want for catlove - done!
nightchik is writing You can't teach an old dog new tricks for lyrajane
katemonkey is writing 'Still, it's not like every day was dark clouds and pain, right?' for callmesandy - done!
bashipforever is writing Angel/Willow - Alone at last for stars91 - done!
_shewalks is writing Giles gives Xander an unexpected hug for willshenilshe - done!
frostthepie is writing Set just after William (Spike) was turned for gwyddfid - done!
glossing is writing Post-NFA, Xander and Gunn meet and talk for cadence_k
southernbangel is writing Pink Angora Sweater for shebit - done!
doyle_sb4 is writing floating for aircrash - done!
aircrash is writing Giles. Xander. An error in judgment (Giles', preferably) for mireille719 - done!
niuserre is writing Oz with pistachio ice cream for moosesal
phendog is writing Sleeping with ghosts for katemonkey - done!
dlgood is writing B/A, concert parking lot, daisies for edgechick816 - done!
tinpanalley is writing Crossword puzzle for marenfic - done!
aaronlisa is writing Buffy/Connor for llaras - done!
gwyddfid is writing Holtz in the Wishverse for doyle_sb4 - done!
bestpossibility is writing Buffy and Cordelia unexpectedly find common ground for szandara
doyle_sb4 is writing 2 things that never happened to cordelia chase for wisdomeagle - done!
willshenilshe is writing Riley is turned into a girl for gilkurtis
crimsonlady is writing Spike/Angel, in postapocalyptic LA for violethamster - done!
goddess_loki is writing Ride back to the office after the opening flamethrower scene in A Whole In The World. Fred, Wesley, Angel, Spike for tastylilgifty - done!
tastylilgifty is writing How is life in the no shrimp universe? for not_sally
llaras is writing From the St. Crispin's Speech: "We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother" (use however you like...fine not to actually use the words) for phendog - done!
cadence_k is writing Drusilla - 1977 New York for crimsonlady - done!
gilkurtis is writing copycat killers for goddess_loki
marenfic is writing superstar-verse for _shewalks - done!
dawnie1970 is writing Buffy/Dawn Sisterly spat - without Buffy's slayer issues coming into it. forfrostthepie
mireille719 is writing compromising position with love interest for dawnie1970 - done!



You have 24 hours, so this will close at 7:00pm GMT tomorrow (more or less). Drabbles should be 100 words, but going a bit over's perfectly fine. Have fun!

Comments

cornerofmadness

[afteriwake.livejournal.com]

TITLE: So Many Emotions
INFO: Connor, Post-“NFA”
PROMPT: Connor's reactions post Not Fade Away

It was all gone. Everyone had insisted he stay away from Los Angeles but he just couldn’t. He had to know.

And that night he went, when he saw the rubble, the debris that looked so different when seen on TV, he wanted to cry. There could be no way anyone had survived, especially those who fought and won the battle.

He tried to remember where Wolfram & Hart had stood and as he approached, he saw a moving hand. The minute he could make out the ring on the finger he ran, relief flooding through him.

Angel had survived, and that was all that mattered.

Re: cornerofmadness

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

This was SO good. Thank you very much. I loved it, especially the touch with the ring.

tastylilgifty

[afteriwake.livejournal.com]

TITLE: Fred's Last Laugh
INFO: Set after the flamethrower scene/before the lab scene in "A Hole in the World"
PROMPT: Ride back to the office after the opening flamethrower scene in A Whole In The World. Fred, Wesley, Angel, Spike

As long as Fred held the bug, no one really wanted to get close to her, but, because Wesley loved her, he did.

“You’re sure it’s dead?”

“Would I lie to you?”

“Well…”

Fred swatted him with her free arm. “I love you like pancakes, Wesley, but…” She stopped. “Haven’t said that in a while.”

“Said what?” Spike said, turning around from the passenger seat.

“’Love you like pancakes.’ Used to say it to my Daddy all the time.” She smiled. “Anyway, sooner we get to the lab—“

“Sooner you’ll get that stinking bug out of my car?” Angel said.

“Yes, Angel,” she said, laughing.

[tastylilgifty.livejournal.com]

Awww, sweetie! That was so good! It made me laugh and be all sniffly at the same time. Exactly what I wanted. Hee.

obsessedmuch

[stars91.livejournal.com]

Request: Xander, five years after the finale.


Dear Journal,

It’s been how many years since I overheard Buffy and Giles talking about vampires in the school library? Yeah, I don’t know either. Too damn many I suppose.

The new slayers keep coming and going like yesterday’s news; good thing, because the evil, the monsters, they never stop.

And to beat all, Giles was called back to England for an emergency Council meeting, leaving me in charge of two Slayers, who are in charge of the newbie’s in training. Like either one of them have *ever* listened to me.

Just another day Watching, the only thing I’ve ever really been good at.

mireille719

[leylines.livejournal.com]

(i was humdrum, just so you all are aware!)

---

"You know," Giles says nervously, undoing his trousers, "rabbits honk as a sign of affection. It's a sort of, ah --" He clears his throat and makes an odd noise in his throat. "That sort of thing."

"Nice. You been practising?"

Giles notices that Xander's trousers are still done up, and frowns. "No."

"Huh." Xander pulls them down, his boxers with them, and says nervously, "Just so you know? Me either."

"This is probably an error in judgement," Giles says, taking off his glasses.

"Probably," Xander agrees, and takes the glasses from him, putting them on the nightstand and turning off the light.

Re: mireille719

[that_mireille]

Argh, I failed to navigate the LJ layout properly, and forgot to do "style=mine."

I said:

*pets the drabble* Strange boys. I do love them.

*goes to delete other comment*

for llaras

[aaronlisa.livejournal.com]

Title: So Wrong 1/1
Author: Sweetness (aaronlisa@gmail.com)
Pairing: Buffy/Connor
Rating: PG-15
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss Whedon and company.
Notes: Written for llaras for doyle_sb4’s Buffyverse drabbleathon. Set post-Not Fade Away.

She knew that it was wrong on so many levels but being with him brought her closer to Angel. It wasn’t as if Connor didn’t know that her lust for him was because of his father, he seemed resigned to the fact that he would always walk in his father’s shadow. Especially now that he had died while bringing down Wolfram and Hart. As she leaned into him, she couldn’t help but wish that he were Angel and not just his son. But there was something about him that drew her to him, and she wondered if she had the choice, which of the two she would pick.

**END**

Re: for llaras

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

I really liked this, the emotions, the knowing it was wrong but not caring (and it's a ship I've poked at so..)

goddess_loki

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

Lindsey scoured Angel’s file for weaknesses. His “family” could be useful: Penn and Spike’s daddy issues; Drusilla’s madness; Darla’s malice.

Wait. No Darla.

Angel killed his sire for… a Slayer? Intrigued, Lindsey flipped to the relevant section. A photograph of the Slayer leapt off the page and burned itself into his brain. Hot damn, but she was beautiful.

Not that it mattered, of course. She was the love of Angel’s unlife and that made her a weapon. He would hone her into the stiletto that crippled Angel.

And if that process led Lindsey into her bed, so much the better.

Re: goddess_loki

[bashipforever.livejournal.com]

Oooo I love this. This is something I would have loved to see W&H pick at

violethamster

[attaining.livejournal.com]

Spike/Angel, in postapocalyptic LA

"What if I said I wanted them all dead?"

Spike clutched his last crumpled cigarette. "I'd say you weren't the real Angel."

"What if I said I'd lost it. Hope. Because I let the mission go, and I didn't want them to see me fail."

"You're lying."

Angel was in front of him, close, breathing heavy, staring into his eyes, through them. "Maybe."

"Why?" Angel's lips smashed into his, sharp teeth making him bleed. Suddenly Spike's cheek was scraping the debris, bone feeling pain through flesh; Angel was his second-skin, and in his ear.

"Because lies are the only thing that keep me going."

dlgood

[lakester.livejournal.com]

football
Drabble+ set mid S4.

Buffy hadn’t expected to see Giles and Spike yelling at each other.

Okay, that was a lie.

She just hadn't expected green cloth, plastic figures and an old black and white film to be involved.

"He was bloody well offside!"

"I was there. I'm telling you he wasn’t."

"You couldn't have possibly been there. The match was played in daylight."

Spike looked slightly abashed. "Well, that's not the point."

Buffy decided now was a good time to intervene. "Hey guys."

"Ah, Buffy." Giles paused. "Spike and I were just debating the merits of audiovisual recordings as opposed to the memory of a deluded vampire who spent most of the sixties intoxicated."

"Deluded?"

"Manchester united fan."

“Guys? Soccer?"

"It's not soccer. It's football!"

Re: dlgood

[marguerite-26.livejournal.com]

Hee! :)

Catlove

[netgirl-y2k.livejournal.com]

prompt: protect me from what I want


“This must be like heaven for you, huh?” Xander said, taking a swig from his beer.

“Why’s that then?” Spike questioned, the beer making him feel well inclined towards the whelp.

“All these slayers everywhere, you have a fetish for them.”

“I do not have a fetish. You were with Anya for too long mate.”

“I’ve seen the way you look at Kennedy.”

“Reds new bird? Never heard anything so daft in my life. All two centuries of it.”

“If you insist,” Xander shrugged, “but I hear she has a tongue piercing.”

“Really!?” Spike bolted upright, “not that I care.”

Re: Catlove

[catlove.livejournal.com]

"Never heard anything so daft in my life. All two centuries of it" -- Very funny stuff. It's not easy with only 100 words. Thanks.

For callmesandy

[katemonkey.livejournal.com]

One thing could be said for the destruction of Sunnydale High — it made for some brilliant sunsets.

When the sun came back, they left high school forever, and when the sun then slowly slipped down naturally, Giles was sitting on the bench in front of his flat, stinking of smoke and what could be several thousand gallons worth of mayor-turned-giant-snake-demon blood, watching the sun sink down into the ocean, thin whisps of clouds streaking pink and orange and yellow against the sky.

He slowly leaned back, his body aching with exhaustion, and smiled. "Beautiful," he whispered to himself. "Just beautiful."

Re: For callmesandy

[callmesandy.livejournal.com]

Wow, you bring the perfect in so few words. The economy of it is amazing and awesome! Oh, Giles.

Essene

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

Title – Secrets Exposed
Time Line – Post Chosen, Giles, Buffy & Dawn
Prompt – Laundry
Written for Essene

The one good thing about his new lifestyle, less Tweed to go to the dry cleaners. He was very happy to have Dawn and Buffy in London and was looking forward to introducing them to his lady friend tonight, hence the doing of the laundry.

“Need help with the folding, Giles?” Buffy asked as she and Dawn came in.

“No, almost done.”

“We can help,” Dawn insisted.

Buffy dived in and came up with a pair of silk boxers with Pink Floyd’s “Dark Side of the Moon” jacket art on them. She turned big eyes on him.

Giles just blushed.

wisdomeagle

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Two Things That Never Happened to Cordelia Chase

She’s been obvious, right? Flirting, dropping by the library, asking for help with her English homework – hello, clear signals, much? And like she cares about the age thing.

So right before their graduation, when she corners Giles in the stacks and kisses him, she doesn’t know why he’s so surprised.

**

It’s the second time she’s dated a lead singer and she thinks, God, not only is she stuck in eternal minimum wage Sunnydale hell, she’s a groupie.

It’s not till next full moon that she realizes how deep she’s let Veruca get, all the way down into her blood.

Re: wisdomeagle

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

These are both fantastic! I have a sooper seekrit weakness for Giles/Cordelia and there's so few of them; even at fifty words this is a great addition. Also, I've never thought about Cordelia/Veruca before, but they actually do make sense. Very neat indeed.

aircrash

[doyle_sb4.livejournal.com]

Title: Magnetism
Info: Fred/Tara, in an AU season 3 where Tara joined AI
Prompt: floating

Fred’s college roommate had a globe on her desk, one of the little ones with the magnets inside, so it floated in the air; she used to act like it was magic, and it drove Fred nuts. It was magnetism, was all.

With Angel and the guys out saving the world, Cordy resting from a vision, it’s Fred who helps Tara with her spells. Doesn’t matter that she spent five years in another dimension; first time she sees Tara float a feather she can hardly believe her eyes.

Clearing up, Tara smiles at her, and she thinks about magnetism again.

Re: aircrash

[blankbadge.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've read any Fred/Tara before. It's nice.

[bashipforever.livejournal.com]

stars91

Title Gratitude
Summary: Post Orpheus Ats S4. Angel thanks Willow for restoring his soul.
A/N: Thanks to Dana for the idea. This will end up something longer because hey look Angel in Sunnydale during S7. So many fun and shiny things to do and see.

Willow shot a glare toward the stairs where three teenage girls were trying to maneuver themselves into a position to hear and not be seen. At that glare, the girls scattered.

“Sorry, they’re…well they range in age from 16 to 21, but put them together and they’re as bad as thirteen year olds.”

Angel shook his head. “It’s fine.”

“Anyway, all alone now,” Willow smiled then blushed. “I didn’t mean…I-I have a girlfriend and you…well you were Bu-I meant all alone as in no one to hear whatever it is you came to tell me.”

Angel smiled slightly. “Thank you.”

_shewalks

[catlove.livejournal.com]

Line: I make my bed with the stars above my head and dream of a place called home (all or part of it)

For _shewalks


“My bed is big enough for two. Can I keep her?” She’s playful; almost childish.

“No, Dru. We’ve been through this. You’ll get one for you when we settle down,” his dark eyes are cold. He’s moody, probably tired and hungry.

“We never stay in the same city twice. I dream of a place called home,” she protests and decides to finish of the French whore that bleeds before her. It’s no use to let the velvety food go to waste.

“The world is our home,” he tells her, trying to be patient. Dru is only a newborn, after all.

For Marguerite_26

[not-sally.livejournal.com]

Prompt: Snyder's one true love
Words: 108 (I'm getting better at this!)
Rating: G...pathetic, I know.
Notes: Hope you like, I think the was the most difficult challenge of them all!


Principal Snyder prided himself in being a straight man, in every sense of the word. His father had, at a very early age, taught him that miscreants and scoundrels got nowhere in life. That the only path for a man was one of discipline, and moral rectitude.
Which became quite the problem when Snyder realized his one true love, the reason of his existence, merited certain rules to be brok... like the very straightness his life had leaned on.
What is a man to do, when he's faced with the choice of love, going against everything one believes?
The answer is quite simple: You stick to the rules.

Re: For Marguerite_26

[phendog.livejournal.com]

Nice!

That might explain a lot of his attitude problem...

The man does seem to have some hidden depth though every now and then.

[llaras.livejournal.com]

for phendog

request was for From the St. Crispin's Speech: "We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me, Shall be my brother" (use however you like...fine not to actually use the words)

*****

"Let's go to work."

Gunn went down within minutes. Illyria soon after.

Surrounded by more than he could handle, Spike called out, "Angel? A little help here?" But Angel was on the ground, weaponless.

And then everything stopped.

And Willow was there. Smiling.

"Hey guys, thought you could use some help."

And then Buffy was there. And Faith. All the girl slayers. Giles. Xander.

And Andrew?

"Wow, it's like that movie." Andrew looked around at the demon horde circling them. "You know, we few, we happy band of brothers, for he that sheds my blood...ooo, there's a dragon!"

Spike grimaced.

"I called it first." Angel muttered as the magical shield came down.

[wisdomeagle]

Awesome. :)

Drabble for shebit

[southernbangel.livejournal.com]

Prompt from shebit: pink angora sweater

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

When Oz was in Tibet learning to control the wolf, he often thought of Sunnydale. But when he thought of Sunnydale, he didn’t think of a blonde Slayer determined to break all the rules; nor did he think of a stuffy Watcher who somehow became the surrogate father. He didn’t think about a jokester whose laughs hid his pain; thoughts of a snarky reluctant ally never occurred. There were no thoughts of the ensouled vampire who fought beside them, all for the love of his Slayer.

No, when Oz thought of Sunnydale, he thought of a beautiful pink angora sweater.

Re: Drabble for shebit

[marguerite-26.livejournal.com]

Very nice. :)

jedi_penguin

[wisdomeagle]

monkverse, Dawn in "Nightmares":

++

Dawn picks up a paintbrush and draws a long red gash down her mother's favorite painting, but because of Buffy, Mom doesn't care.

Buffy is sick, or maybe dead. Whatever's wrong, it's making everyone focus on Buffy (like always). She hates that.

She closes her eyes. Worried.

She sees no one. She peeks around a corner cautiously. No one there either. And down a long hallway, and no one there, either. No monsters, no stupid-face big sisters.

No one.

"Mommy?"

No answer.

She tries not to panic but wherever she turns, spiderwebs and blood, and when she turns back, the empty hallways that mean she doesn't matter.

Re: jedi_penguin

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

Ooh, that's distinctly creepy. And plausible. The "Mommy?" at the end calls to mind "The Body," and that's a VERY nice tie-in. There's a lot here for one hundred words. Thank you!

glossing

[callmesandy.livejournal.com]

Oz and the economy of tulips.


The bubble in prices was driven in part by bulbs infected with a now extinct mosaic virus that produced tulips of unique beauty.

"That won't be on the test," Oz said.

Xander scratched out the part he'd copied so it wouldn't crowd out the more important things he needed to retain for a maximum of two minutes after the test. "So why'd you write it down?"

"I thought it would be an interesting metaphor. For a song."

"Metaphor for what?"

Oz smiled and pointed to the next paragraph of his notes. "That part will be on the test."

Re: glossing

[bashipforever.livejournal.com]

Hee I can so see Oz doing this. Nice job :)

[tinpanalley.livejournal.com]

For marenfic:

Prompt: Crossword Puzzle

She kissed her husband as he left for work, waving as he pulled out of the driveway. With a song on her lips, she cleared the breakfast dishes. Her baby girl gurgled as she was placed in her crib and Buffy curled up on the couch with a crossword puzzle. She filled in each space carefully. She was determined to finish this one.

5 down-A benevolent, celestial being.

Tears filled her eyes. Her first love died eight years ago in an alley, fighting the good fight, and it still broke her heart. With a shaky sigh, she penciled in A-N-G-E-L.

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

*sniffle*

For dawnie1970

[that_mireille]

There was much more porn before I tried to make it 100 words. *g* Now it's 100 words exactly (says Word) and probably safe for anyone old enough to have an LJ. Giles/Xander, somewhere between "The Zeppo" and "Bad Girls." My prompt was "compromising position with love interest," and my muse promptly took a bus to Tijuana and left me stranded.

--

This was madness, Giles thought, but then Xander stopped talking and kissed him, and he stopped caring that they were in his office, where anyone might see. His own hands rested on Xander's hips, pulling him closer, close enough for Xander to grind against him, breathing hard between frantic kisses.

Neither of them heard the door opening, and only Giles heard the quiet, choked laughter, looking up to see Faith smirking at them. "Explains a lot," he thought he heard her mutter, but before he could apologize--or, in fact, before he could stop what Xander was doing--she'd gone.

Re: For dawnie1970

[jedi-penguin.livejournal.com]

Bwa-ha-ha! That was excellent! Great Faith line.

[dlgood.livejournal.com]

For edgechick816:

It wasn’t often that Buffy visited the amphitheatre. She’d had her fill of orchestra field trips back in the LA days…

But when Angel started talking about seeing the San Francisco philharmonic, suddenly Buffy was a fan. At least, enough to invite herself along for a concert. In her best sundress, daisies in her hair. A normal (except way prettier) girlfriend on a normal date, with her sexy, if annoyingly over-cultured boyfriend.

She even liked the music.

It would have been too much to ask for one night without a demon attack on the way back to the parking lot…

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Excellent Buffy-voice, Dave - and I love the ending line.

[marenfic.livejournal.com]

Written for _shewalks
Prompt: Superstar-verse




Warren wants the bitch to pay. These Sunnydale snobs don’t know a good thing when they see it. This one is so beautiful but she’s looking at him with disdain, like he’s something smashed on the bottom of her expensive shoes.

He’s going to make her sorry for thinking she had the right to turn him down. His hand wraps tightly around her upper arm in a bruising grip and he’s just about to push her down on her uppity-ass when a commanding voice stops him in his tracks.

“Let her go, asshole.”

Damn Jonathan, always screwing up his plans.

[marguerite-26.livejournal.com]

::claps::

Perfect.

[cadence-k.livejournal.com]

Drusilla - 1977 New York for crimsonlady

Note: I did a little research and it turns out that there was a big power outage in New York that summer that lasted a few days (click here (http://blackout.gmu.edu/highlights/blackout77.html) for some interesting info on it). I took some liberties with the timing of Spike killing Nikki Wood and made them happen at the same time.

Second Best Day of His Life

Drusilla always loved the rain. She liked to dance outside to the rhythm of the thunder and feel raindrops falling like little stars to land on her head.

Her Spike had left her alone that night, so she had no one to dance with. She found one pretty woman, but she tasted like old rose petals and didn’t like the rain. Dru was very disappointed until she noticed all of the light on the streets turn off like magic. Minutes later, people filled the streets, eager and scared and delicious.

She found Spike hours later in a crowd of people, grinning and looking lovely in a new black coat. Dru grabbed his hand and pulled him close. “Come see, my love. The lights have gone out and everyone wants to dance with me.”

[nicole-anell.livejournal.com]

Nice Drusilla voice! I liked how you worked in the blackout. Good stuff.