Sandy's Buffyverse Fanfiction

This is my personal archive for my Buffyverse fanfiction. Although I am also now writing in the SGA fandom, (and you can find those stories here) this journal is exclusively based in the Jossverse with the vast majority of it centered on Spike. I'm a Spuffier, though I sometimes explore other relationships, both het and slash, and even (gasp) gen friendship fic. If you read, I hope you enjoy. If you do, I hope you'll leave feedback, as it's the cream in my coffee.

And now the obligitory disclaimer. I write fanfiction. I don't own the characters I write about. I do not or will not make money from these stories. This is for my entertainment only.

Content warning: I write for adults. Although some of my stuff is PG-13 or less, the vast majority of it will be R or NC-17. I write about sex between consenting adults. If you are under 18, please do not click on the stories marked as adult. Thank you.

All of the fic posted here is listed alphabetically and with ratings in the memories section.

Again, welcome to my archive. I hope you enjoy your visit.
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Written for Open_on_Sunday prompt: Equal

Title: The Task
Author: Sandy
Rating: G


Spike looked down at the gaudy amulet he held in his hand. He wasn't sure what would happen after he slipped it on. Whatever it was, he was sure it wouldn't balance out all the harm he'd done over the past hundred plus years. He wasn't even sure if he were equal to the task. But Buffy had chosen him, and he wouldn't let her down.

He glanced up at the sound of footsteps on the stairs. Her voice trembled slightly when she asked, "You ready?"

Spike slipped the chain over his head and nodded.

"Let's go save the world."

Title: Vino de Madre
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Rating: PG
Written for LiveJournal's Open_on_Sunday prompt: Palm

Author's Note: Willow's blessing is taken directly from the episode Bargaining (Part 1)


The haft of the knife felt cold against her palm while the fawn's body was warm against her side. A quick thrust, a short struggle, the stench of fresh blood sharp in her nostrils.

"Accept our humble gratitude for your offering." She set the knife aside. "In death ... you give life." Willow's voice broke, but she continued on. "May you find wings to the kingdom."

Her hands were covered in blood, but now she had the last ingredient. Soon, she would complete the spell. Rescue Buffy from hell. Bring her back to them.

Soon, everything would be right again.

Written for the open_on_sunday drabble community.
Prompt: Birthday
Originally Posted: 06/24/07


Title: Clothes Make the Man
Author: Sandy
Rating: G


"Spike!"

"Down here."

Buffy walked over to the ladder that led to the lower level of the crypt and climbed down. Stepping off the ladder, she turned. One glance at Spike and she gasped and whirled back around, her face flaming.

"What is wrong with you," she demanded. "I could've had Dawn with me."

Spike snorted. "I'd have known it. Vampire, you know."

"Stupid vampire senses," Buffy muttered.

"Come on now, love. Don't stand there like your maiden aunt," Spike cajoled. "Turn around."

Buffy crossed her arms and raised her chin stubbornly. "Not while you're only wearing your birthday suit."

Written for the open_on_sunday drabble community
Prompt: Ties
Originally posted: 06/17/07

Title: Dress Code
Author: Sandy
Rating: G

He'd never been one for ties. His mother would make him wear one when she dragged him to the funeral of some elderly relative or even more rarely to church.

Mostly though, he wore his shirt open at the throat. Even to graduation he hadn't worn a tie, which was understandable seeing as how there was an evil Mayor to fight.

So, it was kind of weird, Xander thought as he whipped the strip of fabric over his head to the accompaniment of raucous screaming, that here at The Fabulous Ladies Night Club he was required to wear a tie.

Welcome Back to the Hellmouth Ficathon fic written for enigma731 whose request was:
Characters/pairings you would like to read: Buffy/Angel(us), Buffy/Spike, Darla/Angel(us), Willow/Oz
Your Fic Kink: biting
Three things you would like in the fic: snow, an apology, a holiday
Up to two restrictions for your fic: incest, mpreg
Rating preference: PG


I've tried my best to fulfill your request. I hope you enjoy the results.


Title: Unchained Melody
Author: Sandy
Pairing: Angel(us)/Darla
Rating: PG-13 or maybe a little higher
Word Count: ~5400
Spoilers: This is an AU of AtS Season 2
Warnings: This is Angelus acting Angelus-y, but nothing graphic
Disclaimer: The boys and girls of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series do not belong to me, but Joss did give us all permission to play in his sandbox. Thanks, Joss!
Feedback: Yes, please. I wallow in your comments. :)

Many thanks to my wonderful beta, married_n_mich. Any mistakes you find here are purely mine.

Summary: Wolfram and Hart have grown tired of dealing with Angel, and so they come up with a cunning plan to circumvent the prophecy.

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open_on_sunday Drabble Community Challenge #208 - Message/Messenger
Posted 03/25/07


Title: A Lone Voice Crying in the Wilderness
Author: Sandy
Rated: PG
Prompt: Message/Messenger


Every morning he stood at the corner of Sunnydale's busiest intersection holding up his message of warning. He was generally ignored except for those who jostled him out of the way, or cursed at him, or laughed at him when he was pelted with rotten tomatoes or bad eggs thrown from slow-moving cars filled with raucous teenaged boys.

It was barely noticed the morning he failed to show up. Later, his broken and exsanguinated body was discovered in a dirty alley. The sign that he'd carried every day lay beside him, the words stark and accusatory: HERE THERE BE MONSTERS.

open_on_sunday Drabble Community Challenge #207 - Green
Posted 03/20/07

Fading Away
Author: Sandy
Rating: G


The small pool of water beside him bubbled like a seething caldron from the force of the pouring rain. The sight and sound of battle dimmed as the chill night closed around him, enveloping him in its unforgiving darkness, shutting him away from the coming dawn. So much of his life had been lived in the unwelcoming hours between dusk and dawn that it seemed appropriate to him that midnight bore witness to his passing. As his eyes closed, his last thought was to wonder if he'd feel the warmth of the sun through the green grass covering his grave.

open_on_sunday Drabble Community Challenge #206 – Title Swap
Posted 03/11/07

The Harsh Light of Day
Author: Sandy
Rated: G

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Giles stood at the window of his London hotel room, sipped his tea, and watched the sun burn through the early morning fog.

He couldn't help but remember the look on Buffy's face when he'd told her he was returning to England, the hurt and betrayal that flashed on her face before she had turned away from him.

He'd been so sure last night that he was doing the right thing for her, even after her revelation that she'd been pulled from heaven. Now, though, in the harsh light of day, he wondered if he'd just made a horrible mistake.

Originally posted to summer_of_spike on 07-22-2004.


Title: There and Back Again
Author: Sandy
Characters: Spike, Xander
Rating: R for language
Spoilers: BtVS Chosen
Disclaimer: Not mine, only borrowing, yada, yada, yada.

( There and Back Again )

Drabble: The Sweater
Rated: G


Buffy stormed into the crypt and stopped short.

"What's that?"

"What's what?"

"That thing you're wearing."

"What's it look like, Slayer? It's a sweater."

"Since when do you wear sweaters?"

"I wear sweaters. Sometimes." He hesitated for a second. "Thought you might like it."

"We're not going out on a date, Spike," she said flatly.

"Didn't think we were," he said defensively.

"So, you going to take it off or am I going to rip it off?"

Spike slipped the sweater over his head, and Buffy lunged at him.

Sometime later she admitted, "You didn't look ugly in that sweater."

A Spike's Dead Drabble

Ashes to Ashes
Written for harmonyfb
5-19-05


Drusilla awakened to the smell of smoke and the feel of flames licking around her skirt hem. She hurriedly sat up, drawing her legs in and swiping at the smoldering bits. It took a minute for her to get her bearings. She was in a church. Why? Something about Angel.

Now she remembered. Spike had used Angel to cure her. Spike! She scrambled to her feet and looked around desperately. Fire was raging around her and she saw, just as flame engulfed it, a pale arm encased in black leather.

She screamed as the fire turned the arm to dust.

Somehow I missed posting this fic here. This was written for And then...Angel post-series ficathon and was originally posted July 14, 2004



My assignment

Name: dodyskin
Pairing(s) - optional: Angel/Spike/Wes tag team or whatever
Characters to include: go for it, work a little WRH crew in there,
maybe some inhabitants of Lorne's black book
1-3 things would like to see: hell, blood, snarkiness
1-3 things does NOT want to see: non-con and by extension paedophilia
(14 or under), gratuitous character bashing (but bad behaviour is
fine--it is the end of the world after all)


( Hellacious Acres )

My contribution to 2005's summer_of_spike posted 07/30/05.

Title: The Last Champion
Author: Sandy
Characters: Spike, Angel
Rated: R
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. I only play with them once in a while.
Summary: Fifty years after the battle with Wolfram and Hart, Angel presents Spike with a decision that will change his life forever.
A/N: Although this fic is set fifty years in the future, I made no attempt to present a futuristic world. After all, the people of fifty years ago all thought we'd be living on Mars and driving flying cars. :)
Many thanks to my wonderful beta, avidrosette. Her insights and suggestions are always spot-on. And she catches all the pesky little spelling and grammatical errors, too!

( The Last Champion )

I adopted an orphan fic for estepheia's Friendship Ficathon.

This was written for agilebrit who requested Spike & Wesley
Prompts: Angel S5, bonding over alcohol (not necessarily drunkenness), a big musty leather-bound book, poetry.
Please do NOT include: smut or un-canon character


Title: The Beginning Of...
Author: Sandy
Rating: PG
Characters: Spike, Wesley
Word Count: 2509
Setting: Between Soul Purpose and Damage
Disclaimer: When you get done rounding up the usual suspects, you'll find I still don't own any of them. Some guy name Whedon and a bunch of other folks who ain't me, do.
A/N: As always, many thanks to my wonderful beta, avidrosette.

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Angel, Season 4
The Games We Play


He'd thought he'd been so clever, using her but not allowing her to touch his heart. He couldn't understand why he was feeling so hurt. She was everything he hated, everything he fought against, and yet somehow he'd become tangled in her web, found ease in her body, succor in her arms. His passion for her had ridden him like a night hag.

And now those he cared about were paying the price. His own betrayal of them – of him - multiplied tenfold.

He looked at the signed dollar bill in his hand, and her victory tasted bitter on his tongue.

This is a Post-Chosen Ganya drabble for ljs written 04-17-05:
Rated G

( Love Lost )

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And this is the follow-up ficlet also written 04-17-05:
Rated PG-13

( And Found )

Open On Sunday Challenge for 04-24-05: Guilty Pleasures
Setting: BTvS Season 6
Rated: PG-13
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Open on Sunday Drabble Challenge for 04-17-05: News Reports

( Angel S2 )


( Buffy S2 )

I wrote this for the Angel post-NFA ficathon in July, 2004.

Rated PG-13
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Title: The Unexpected Hero
Author: Sandy
Rated NC-17
Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Disclaimer: These characters are not mine. I only love them very, very much and enjoy playing with them.
A/N: The conversation between Giles and Quentin Travers and Kralik's monologue to Joyce are taken directly from the episode Helpless written by David Fury. They are not my words; I'm only borrowing them. Thanks, David! Great episode, by the way.
A/N 2: This fic was written for Bloodshedbaby in response to a challenge she posted at the Bloodshedverse. The challenge requirements are: (highlight to uncover sekrit message)

Challenge #86 During season 3's "Helpless" episode, Spike finds out about the little test and enters the house to kill Buffy before Kralik does and finds Joyce tied up while Kralik is taking the Polaroid pictures of her, just before Buffy gets there.

Must haves:
1. Spike hearing Kralik's little speech about how he is going to turn Buffy and Joyce's face will be the first thing she sees and not liking it.
2. Spike "saving" Joyce
3. Spike helping Buffy defeat Kralik
4. Angel and Giles witnessing Spike's assistance (through camera, whatever)
5. Spike biting Buffy at some point to get a slayer packed energy boost (the drug doesn't work on vamps maybe?)
6. A satisfying ending, not where Spike just leaves

Can haves:
1. Joyce seeing Spike biting her daughter
2. Joyce leaving the house 'to get help'
3. The Council watching

Many thanks to my wonderful beta, avidrosette. Her insights and suggestions are always spot-on. And she catches all the pesky little spelling and grammatical errors, too!

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