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Title: If I Could Turn Back Time...
Author: Slaymesoftly
Prompt: If I could turn back time
Rating PG13
Word count: 929
Summary: Just a silly look at what can happen when superheroes get bored...

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Have actual work to do tomorrow, but I hope to crank out a few more before the month ends. Here's one more - still hung up on smells…

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Title: It's worth a shot
Prompt: Reflections of the Mind
Words: 500 = or -
Setting: sometime in season six
Rating: PG13

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Okay, it's lame, but I wrote something. Now what?

Could've Been a Magic Moment

Slaymesoftly
Rated PG13/R
Word Count 982
Summary: late season 6 ish? Buffy and Spike have gone to retrieve an important amulet that is hidden in a small cave.

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Ta da! Set in Season 4. Spike can't decide what to do...

(Hope I did everything right. I did read the rules this time)


Be Careful What You Wish For....

“Spike, no. Please...” Buffy’s voice was weak, her life obviously fading. The vampire frowned, glancing at his arm where he’d used his teeth to open it for her.

“Don’t you want to live? Trying to do you a favor here, you stupid bint.”

“Do you hate me that much?”

Even with his vampire hearing, he barely caught her words. He growled in frustration. If pressed to explain what he was doing, he couldn’t have said for sure. When he’d found the Slayer bleeding out and near death, he hadn’t stopped to question his motives. As soon as he’d heard her heart slowing down, he’d ripped into his wrist and held it out to her. Now she’d made him think.

Did he hate her? Of course he did. Bane of his existence, she was. So why was he trying to save her? Was she right? Was he trying to turn her into one of the very creatures she gave her life fighting because he hated her and thought it would be the ultimate triumph?

Or, perhaps more disturbing, was it because a world without Buffy Summers in it wasn’t worth contemplating? Even a Buffy Summers sharing her undead body with a demon?

Memories of a night spent with a warm, loving Buffy on his lap filled his head. Loud, smacking kisses while everyone was watching; softer, deeper kisses and stolen caresses when their attention was elsewhere. A fight almost to the death in bright sunlight – a fight he was winning until his own inability to curb his mouth gave a beaten slayer the anger she needed to rip the ring off his finger and send him scuttling out of the sunlight. Visions flew through his brain – “No, Spike, it’s going to hurt a lot.” “Hello, Cutie.” “I’m all you’ve got.” “I’d rather be fighting you.” “Mutual.”

Swearing in several languages, and heedless of the blood dripping from his wrist, he kicked the body of the demon Buffy had died fighting until it was only a pulpy mass covered in vamp dust. He dropped to his knees beside her, lowering his face to her bloody neck and licking the blood still oozing slowly. Her heart was barely beating, only the soft whoosh every now and then indicated it hadn’t quite stopped yet. He shivered at the taste of her blood, something he’d smelled before, but never been able to sample.

He raised his face, his lips only inches from hers. Her eyes were open, but he couldn’t tell if she could still see him or not. He brushed his bloody lips across hers, then slowly brought his wrist to her mouth.

“Your decision, Slayer. I won’t force you... but if you decide not to join me, I’m going to miss the bloody hell out of you.”

He was sure he imagined the faint twitch of a smile as he waited, bleeding wrist just touching her still-warm lips, for her to make his decision for him.

So, trying to be more of a participant here. I think this one is a swing and a miss, but..

Let Me Take Care of You

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Mods - I have to leave for work. Will fix tags when I get home. Sorry!

Okay, totally too sleepy to continue. I'll shoot for Mortifex and the final battle tomorrow. May make it, may not, but I know I'm too tired to be coherent tonight. I suspect when I look at this one I'm going to cringe, but oh well. Done is done.

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Okay, in the interest of finishing, I'm going to throw this up (perhaps literally) as soon as they're done and hope I can get through wight and dragon. Mortifex may just have to wait until tomorrow - although he has already made a small appearance, so... Behind the cut is a nasty old wight. But never fear! Our trusty vampire is on the job.

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I don't think I posted anything about revenants yet, did I? These are beginning to all run together in my brain... I actually had to go look and see what the last one was that I posted. So, here's that contribution, which I suspect is going to lead right into wights and the dragon, so it may seem to end a little abruptly, but if I'd kept going, I'd be into something else. :)

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