Sandy's Buffyverse Fanfiction

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 09/05/04 for the open_on_sunday challenge: Faith


Title: Gotta have faith
Author: Sandy
Setting: AtS Season 5ish
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Not mine, blah blah. Joss Whedon's, blah blah, not infringing on copyright, blah blah blah


...faitha, faitha faith!

"What the bloody hell are you watching, Angel?"

Angel pushed the off button on the remote and said casually, "Nothing."

"Pull the other one," Spike smirked. "You were checking out George Michael's arse, you big poof."

Angel glared at him. "I wasn't, and don't call me a poof."

Turning his back, Spike started wiggling and singing, "Yes, I gotta-" only to find himself bent over Angel's desk.

"You wanna shake that thing, I can think of a better way," Angel growled in his ear.

Spike turned his head grinning up at Angel. "I had faith you would."

This was written for open_on_sunday


Rating: G
Setting: Post Becoming 2

Buffy's POV


It hurt so much. Sometimes she'd stop breathing; her breath halting for what seemed like hours until she'd gasp, feeling light-headed and sick.

And she wished the dreams would stop. Every night he came to her and held her and then crumbled to dust in her hands. She'd wake up crying out his name, heart aching, shivering from cold even though the room sweltered.

She wanted to die, to forget, to go back in time and fix things.

But she couldn't.

Angel had taught her many things. And at the end he'd taught her a very important lesson.

Love kills.

This was a drabble posted for summer_of_spike


Written for neverneverfic
Request: an angsty spike/dawn relationship moment. perhaps looking at the way spike's past with buffy impacts the spawn relationship.

Rating: G
Setting: Post Grave

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He's evil. They all told me he was, but I always defended him. I thought he was my friend. He protected me. How could he be evil?

But Xander told me what he did to Buffy. He tried to... to... He kept saying he loved her. But I guess he didn't really.

Because people who love you don't do... that.

So, yeah, I guess he is evil after all. And now he's gone, run away.

Well good! I'm glad he's gone. I hope I never see him again because if I do I'll...

I'm just glad I never loved him.