TITLE: Man of Many Hearts
RATING: NC-17
FANDOMS: BtVS/AtS (AU. In a big way.)
PAIRING: Buffy/Angel, Darla/Angel, Gunn/Wesley
SUMMARY: Hard ass homicide detective Angel Chase has just been assigned a new partner. But brand-new detective Buffy Summers is going to do more for Angel than watch his back . . .
DISCLAIMER: Joss & friends created Buffy; [personal profile] myhappyface created the copverse (read her outline here and her first chapter here); I just filled in some blanks.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Millions upon millions of thanks to [profile] kita0610, my personal role model, for the beta. But mostly: super, super, happy birthday to Holly, the vampire with a soul to my snarky, Milano-shod Vision Girl. Baby, I love you like Rahm Emanual loves being a pimp.


TITLE: Man of Many Hearts
RATING: NC-17
FANDOMS: BtVS/AtS (AU. In a big way.)
PAIRING: Buffy/Angel, Darla/Angel, Gunn/Wesley
SUMMARY: Hard ass homicide detective Angel Chase has just been assigned a new partner. But brand-new detective Buffy Summers is going to do more for Angel than watch his back . . .
DISCLAIMER: Joss & friends created Buffy; [personal profile] myhappyface created the copverse (read her outline here and her first chapter here); I just filled in some blanks.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: Millions upon millions of thanks to [profile] kita0610, my personal role model, for the beta. But mostly: super, super, happy birthday to Holly, the vampire with a soul to my snarky, Milano-shod Vision Girl. Baby, I love you like Rahm Emanual loves being a pimp.


TITLE: Hide and Seek
RATING: PG
FANDOM: BtVS/AtS
PAIRING: Buffybot/Fred
SPOILERS: Post-“Chosen,” S5 AtS
SUMMARY: Maybe Fred was always a cave dweller at heart, and Pylea had nothing to do with it.
PROMPT: For the [community profile] femslash_minis Round 34, in response to [profile] brutti_ma_buoni, who requested scientific curiosity, a Pylea reference, and isolation.

Sugar

Mar. 5th, 2010 05:43 pm

Angel’s not like other men, Cordelia says. She is pouring tea in a way that reminds Fred of stories about geishas, and has arranged a ring of sugar cookies on a paper plate. The box they came out of is still there on the counter, but Fred likes how she does that, makes things look nice.

Fred knows how the rest of this talk is going to go. Even before that mean guy in Angel called her sweetheart, Fred didn’t think, really, that she could be with Angel. Hoped it, sure, but never really thought it. Angel’s all big and strapping and a hero, a real hero who saves people, and Fred’s only Fred. So even if Angel were like other men, and he could do normal stuff like dating without being afraid it would end the world, it’s not like he’d ever choose Fred as his girlfriend. He’d pick someone like Cordelia, someone warm and brave and strong, someone who knows how to make things look nice.

Fred eats cookies, the hard little beads of sugar rasping on her tongue like sand. It’s strange how something so sweet can be so abrasive, all at the same time.


Gunn begins to dismantle the cage. Perhaps we should leave it up, Wes says, in case we need it again, but because Wes said it, and because Gunn wants to believe they won’t, Gunn ignores him. He gets out the tools and he goes to work, alone.

***

Wesley and Fred’s reorganization of the research books has chased everyone into the lobby. In fact everyone had started out spring cleaning, but apparently their strengths lie in breaking things, not tidying them up. In the offices, Wes and Fred have fallen into the kind of arguments only NASA is used to hearing, bandying twelve-syllable words about in defense of their preferred organizational styles. Gunn started dusting and organizing the weapons cupboard, but gradually lapsed into seeing if he can teach himself to use nun chucks. Angel and Cordelia’s reorganization of the lobby furniture somehow devolved into the two of them collapsed over the couch, limbs intertwined in a cattish display of shared languor.

Angel is telling Cordelia about the Book of Love. She drapes her arm over her eyes, dramatically. Seriously, Angel. Does everything have a prophecy? You know what we could do with less of? Prophecies. Trust me on this; it’s kind of my area.

It’s like, Angel says, ignoring her, it’s like a blueprint of every love in history. The mechanics. His face sours. And what went wrong.

Or maybe what went right, Cordelia says. Her hand curls around the nape of Angel’s neck, comfortably. I mean, they don’t all go wrong.

Angel doesn’t say anything.

Anyway, Cordelia says, her Listen Up voice, anyway, what good is that? Would you want to know how things get ruined, if they have to get ruined? Do you really want to know how things end?

The nun chucks slip, crack against the Hyperion’s marble floors. In the offices, Fred is laughing, her head back, exposing her lovely pale neck, at something Wesley has said.

***

Gunn works alone; the simple physical reality of the tools in his hands is reassuring enough to almost be company. Upstairs, angry voices ring through the empty halls of the Hyperion. They’re almost, but not quite, muffled by the sounds of the cage falling down around him.


TITLE: The Sin Eater
RATING: PG-13
FANDOM: BtVS/AtS
PAIRING: Buffy/Angel
SPOILERS: Post-“NFA”
SUMMARY: What’s that mean, “star-crossed?”
PROMPT/NOTES: To begin with: a million thanks to [personal profile] myhappyface, my fabulous beta. Secondly: this was written for [personal profile] midnight_birth for the [profile] cya_ficathon. The request was for Buffy and Angel getting back together post-“NFA” in an exotic locale. However, as I’ve already written that (twice), I thought I’d try to do something new, to make it work out another way. I’m not sure it did. Work out. So I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted; if that’s the case, I hope you enjoy Return to Me or Release more.


TITLE: Unlikely
RATING: PG-13
FANDOMS: AtS/Firefly
PAIRING: Fred/River
SPOILERS: Pre-BDM.
SUMMARY: The laws of physics do not support impossibilities.
PROMPT: For [profile] globalfruitbat for [community profile] femslash_minis’s Fred Round. Requested were bubbles, a rainy day, and a window seat.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: [profile] globalfruitbat, I sure hope you like this.


TITLE: Five First Kisses That May (Or May Not) Have Saved Angel’s Life
RATING: PG-13
FANDOMS: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Bones
PAIRING: Buffy/Angel, Cordelia/Angel, Fred/Angel, Angel/Oz, Angel/Seeley Booth
SPOILERS: BtVS: “The Gift,” “Life Serial;” AtS: “The Prodigal,” “Through the Looking Glass,” “Fredless,” “You’re Welcome”
SUMMARY: Love’s first kiss. Awaken.
AUTHOR’S NOTES: For [profile] kita0610 and [personal profile] myhappyface, who really want Angel to get . . . kissed.


“I’ve never been very good at this.”

Cordelia’s eyes narrow as she concentrates on getting her bell brush powdered with just the right amount of blush. Cordelia’s eyes are impeccably lined and shadowed, the lashes perfectly curled, and they get a kind of mesmerized myopia when she’s concentrating on this task.

“Well,” she says slowly, “I have a merit badge in glamour, so you’re in luck.”

Cordelia gently blows the excess rouge from the brush and then swipes the brush across Fred’s cheeks. Fred forces herself to be still; she hadn’t expected the sensation to be so gentle. She was used to harsh dime store implements and cosmetics, not the expensive fare Cordelia had; she was used to her own clumsy application and not . . . not this.

“You are so in need of a makeover,” Cordelia says, her voice still detached by her Avon lady daze. “Pylea didn’t really do much for your . . . well . . .”

Her mouth twists into a sour bow. They are perfectly lined, perfectly colored, perfectly glossed. Perfectly kissable.

Fred blushes beneath her rouge. She doesn’t know where that thought came from; sometimes her mind goes so fast, she can’t keep up.

“Just wait till the boys see the hot new you,” Cordelia chirps happily.

“Right,” Fred echoes obediently. She wants to fit in; this is the first time in her life she’s been anywhere with the pretty girls, and she’ll get a makeover, go with the boys if that’s what she needs to do to stay. “Right. The boys.”

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