bogwitch: (Meg and Mog - Mog [new])

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I wrote a fic last week for the [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends' Fifth Anniversary Comment Party!

The Real Thingby Bogwitch
Word Count: 2282
Rating: 12A
Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Spoilers: BtVS, Season 6 Post-As You Were, but casually ignores canon
Summary: Spike is about to give Buffy the shock of her life, but why isn't he talking?
Authors Note: Prompt: Vampire Robot. That’s just going to have to be Spike, isn’t it?





The Real Thing )

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bogwitch: (Default)
I should have posted this little [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends prompt fic here ages ago:

Title: Enjoy the Silence
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 221
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Spoilers: Post-Series sometime, but denying the comics existence as usual.
Summary: A comfortable silence
Authors Note: written for the prompt Graveyard Dirt, from the SB Fag Ends Halloween Challenge 2013

The silence was surprisingly… comfortable for them.

That was a good word for the amiable, post-coital glow Buffy felt. She stretched out against Spike’s lean, hard body and tucked her head into the crook of his arm. No words were necessary this time and even Spike didn’t seem to want to ruin their reunion with chatter. She was happy for once, and if the slightly smug grin Spike was currently pressing against the crown of her head was anything to go by, so was he.

She stroked a lazy palm affectionately across his stomach, tracing the lines of his familiar six-pack of muscles with her fingers as she ran her calf over his, relishing in the new connection, the skin to skin touch. If she had ever thought they would reach this perfect place after she’d pushed her way out of her coffin through the graveyard dirt, she might not have given him such a hard time the first time around. Maybe. Perhaps.

But that was then and it was too late now for regrets. This was their bed, their love, their moment. They had all the time in the world tonight to be together, to be them. She could take a minute or two to enjoy the silence that lay between them.

It just felt right.

Comfortable.

At long last.

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bogwitch: (Meg and Mog - Mog [new])
Ooh I managed to finish a fic I started! It's only a drabble, but it's a start.


3D or Me by Bogwitch
Word Count: 100
[livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends Prompt: 3D or Real Life (July)
Summary: For Buffy 3D is just one D too many.

3D technology wasn’t for Buffy. Things leaping out of the screen made her twitchy, her Slayer instincts kicking in every time something reached out from the 2D plane. It was hard to enjoy a movie when she couldn’t sit still.

But Spike loved his new 3D television; especially the endless football, and he never seemed to notice how horrific Wayne Rooney was in high definition. Yet Buffy was happy he was happy. Really she was.

Really.

And if she just happened to throw a stake into the screen during the FA Cup, it wouldn’t be her fault now, would it?
bogwitch: (BTVS - Spike (Misty Moon))
I post so much [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends I forget that I have my own journal and my fic should be posted there!

Reposting my Halloween Challenge fic.

Title: Trading Faces
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 1574
Rating: PG
Spoilers: BtVS Season 5, AU past-Crush
Summary: They’ve shared something; and it was good.
Authors Note: For the prompt: Trading Faces. This is the full version

Trading Faces )
bogwitch: (BTVS - Buffy-Spike (Bleeds))
Not only an Illyria fic, a Buffy/Spike drabble!

Title: I’m Sorry (Only I’m Not)
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 100
Rating: T
Character(s): Buffy/Spike.
Warnings: None.
Summary: Hello darling, sorry about that (Prompt from [livejournal.com profile] fluffyfrolicker), Season 6


Every time Buffy looks at him she wants to say she’s sorry, wants to force out some kind of mumbled apology which would somehow make this all better.

Make him better.

Make her better than this.

But always the words get caught in her throat and the punches come instead and she tries to wipe the love from his eyes with a one-two punch; her self-loathing scrawled all over his face in coal-black and blue. Thus the cycle goes round once again.

Spike doesn’t need her words, he already knows and somehow that’s worse than him never knowing at all.
bogwitch: (ATS - Illyria (Infinity))
OMG, an Illyria fic. Not a long one, but a fic!


Title: A Hollow Throne
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 314
Rating: T
Character(s): Illyria.
Warnings: None.
Summary: The last one standing. From the prompt by [livejournal.com profile] ever_neutral: it doesn't hurt me.

Blood soaks a hollow throne, drips from fingers still wet.

“I knew you would win,” says the last of his race, her one remaining acolyte. Her final lover. Her last and only chance.

“So did I,” Illyria agrees without pleasure or emotion. “Now it is done.”

Without a thought, she steals his heart and her hand takes its final beat for her own. His body, loose and lifeless, dies and falls to join the others; his blood to stain the stones beneath the pile with a dark pool of scarlet secrets, as insignificant to her as the organ tumbling forgotten from her red stained palm. Just like it would have in the old days when the demons warred, before the world changed and ages passed and she slept on.

She pretends this is what she wanted; pretends that she’s satisfied at last. Pretends that all of this could mean something to her now. Fools herself that she has all that she wants.

She is victory.

She is the conqueror of a race that fought back too late and ultimately failed, unable to save themselves from the destruction she brought them. A race now dead at her feet.

She is the last one standing.

She was Illyria, demon king. Betrayer and slaughterer and dictator.

The mightiest of the mighty.

Ruler of the world.

Yet all alone.

For all her power, there is no one remaining to serve her, to know that she is the winner. No one is left to care whether she triumphed or fell. Not even herself.

The only one that might have mattered is a cold corpse in a grave almost forgotten.

It doesn’t hurt me anymore, my Wesley, she whispers to the cold night – a shout in the swallowing silence, and her penultimate lie, I have won.

She knows the truth of it now: she is the one who has lost.
bogwitch: (TVD - Damon Won't Tell)
I did this little thing for a [livejournal.com profile] tvdblood_shots prompt last month and thought I'd better post it to my own LJ before I forget! Llike that little Spike/Buffy Halloween WIP I need to finish...)

Title: Bottle Living
Creator: Bogwitch
Rating: PG-15 (some swearing)
Word Court: 478
Pairing: None. Meredith and Damon, gen.
Setting: Post-The Departed
Summary/Prompt: Cheap Bourbon

Bottle Living )
bogwitch: (BTVS - Buffy-Spike (Bleeds))
I am kicking off seasonal-spuffy this round.

And what have I done? I've only gone and completed the Black Widow Graphic Novel I might have mentioned once!



Click through this picture then click through again)
bogwitch: (Default)
Look another one!

Working My Way Back To You

No characters were harmed in the making of this fic. They do not belong to me, but are the property of Fox Entertainment and Mutant Enemy.

Summary: Spike/Buffy. Post-Chosen, Post Hellbound. What did you think the First Evil was doing after the closure of the Hellmouth? Knitting evil jumpers?

Keep up in PDF! WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU IN PDF Just like a book might be, only better (if I keep telling myself that, it might prove to be true)!


Working My Way Back to You - Chapter Thirty-Six - Black and Blue )


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bogwitch: (Bogwitch - Odin)
Wow! It’s a new chapter of Working! To all those still reading his labour of Hercules, I am so, so, sorry for the delay. I was completely stuck, i.e. my excuse is the same as always.

I did at least get this done for the eighth (eighth!) anniversary of the posting of the first chapter. That’s something, eh?

Working My Way Back To You

No characters were harmed in the making of this fic. They do not belong to me, but are the property of Fox Entertainment and Mutant Enemy.

Summary: Spike/Buffy. Post-Chosen, Post Hellbound. What did you think the First Evil was doing after the closure of the Hellmouth? Knitting evil jumpers?

Keep up in PDF! WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU IN PDF Just like a book might be, only better (if I keep telling myself that, it might prove to be true)!*

*will include this chapter when I get back from the pub.


Working My Way Back to You - Chapter Thirty-Five – Night and Fire  )


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bogwitch: (BTVS - Spike (Green))
My [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends post from last night:


Title: No Escape
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 602
Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Warnings: Sexual situations and language, R.
Spoilers: Post-Chosen sometime.
Summary: Written for the prompt ‘No Escape from Heaven’

No Escape )


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bogwitch: (BTVS - Spike (Green))
My [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends post from last night:


Title: No Escape
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 602
Pairing: Spike/Buffy
Warnings: Sexual situations and language, R.
Spoilers: Post-Chosen sometime.
Summary: Written for the prompt ‘No Escape from Heaven’

No Escape )


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bogwitch: (TVD - Katherine)
When I threatened you all with something Vampire Diaries related, I didn't actually mean this soon, just something perhaps in the medium term. Maybe.

I doubt anyone will care, but hey ho, here it is anyway. And a fic about Mr Just Shy of Useless too. Somehow it's Stefan who has decided to discuss terms with the old muse. I like to make things difficult for myself.



Title: Blood, the Tooth and the Claw
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 616
Rating: Mature
Pairing: None
Characters: Stefan, Klaus
Warnings: Language, horror.
Spoilers: 2.22, As I Lay Dying
Summary: Stefan and the agony of ecstasy


Blood, the Tooth and the Claw (The Vampire Diaries) )


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bogwitch: (TVD - Katherine)
When I threatened you all with something Vampire Diaries related, I didn't actually mean this soon, just something perhaps in the medium term. Maybe.

I doubt anyone will care, but hey ho, here it is anyway. And a fic about Mr Just Shy of Useless too. Somehow it's Stefan who has decided to discuss terms with the old muse. I like to make things difficult for myself.



Title: Blood, the Tooth and the Claw
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 616
Rating: Mature
Pairing: None
Characters: Stefan, Klaus
Warnings: Language, horror.
Spoilers: 2.22, As I Lay Dying
Summary: Stefan and the agony of ecstasy


Blood, the Tooth and the Claw (The Vampire Diaries) )


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bogwitch: (WIP red_sunflower)
Sorry for the embarrassingly long wait for this (yet again), but there were circumstances! Rewrite after rewrite and agonising and panicking until I had a draft I was happy with – and then I realised I had written something that was completely off-piste and I had to rewrite it all again to fit the plan!

Anyway, although I’m happy with this now, I’m only really posting it because I’ve taken so long; I’d be much happier holding it back until the whole lot is finished and I know it will all fit together, but as I have no idea how long that will be, it’s about time this was out there before all the readers die off.

Unbetad again, but thanks to [livejournal.com profile] quinara for being my sounding board. Feel free to point out any errors. If you can even remember what's going on. Here’s hoping I don’t have to revise anything…


Working My Way Back To You

No characters were harmed in the making of this fic. They do not belong to me, but are the property of Fox Entertainment and Mutant Enemy.

Summary: Spike/Buffy. Post-Chosen, Post Hellbound. What did you think the First Evil was doing after the closure of the Hellmouth? Knitting evil jumpers?

Keep up in PDF! WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU IN PDF Just like a book might be, only better (if I keep telling myself that, it might prove to be true)!


Working My Way Back to You - Chapter Thirty-Four – Sacrifice  )


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bogwitch: (WIP red_sunflower)
Sorry for the embarrassingly long wait for this (yet again), but there were circumstances! Rewrite after rewrite and agonising and panicking until I had a draft I was happy with – and then I realised I had written something that was completely off-piste and I had to rewrite it all again to fit the plan!

Anyway, although I’m happy with this now, I’m only really posting it because I’ve taken so long; I’d be much happier holding it back until the whole lot is finished and I know it will all fit together, but as I have no idea how long that will be, it’s about time this was out there before all the readers die off.

Unbetad again, but thanks to [livejournal.com profile] quinara for being my sounding board. Feel free to point out any errors. If you can even remember what's going on. Here’s hoping I don’t have to revise anything…


Working My Way Back To You

No characters were harmed in the making of this fic. They do not belong to me, but are the property of Fox Entertainment and Mutant Enemy.

Summary: Spike/Buffy. Post-Chosen, Post Hellbound. What did you think the First Evil was doing after the closure of the Hellmouth? Knitting evil jumpers?

Keep up in PDF! WORKING MY WAY BACK TO YOU IN PDF Just like a book might be, only better (if I keep telling myself that, it might prove to be true)!


Working My Way Back to You - Chapter Thirty-Four – Sacrifice  )


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bogwitch: (SPN - Dean (No Words))
I completely forgot about this little fic, possibly because no one will ever read it.

Title: One Day
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 211
Characters: John Winchester
Rating: U
Summary: Sunrise from the wrong side.
Authors Note: For the [livejournal.com profile] spnland prompt ‘rebirth’.


It should feel strange this, the sunrise seen from the other side; the sad end of the night, of the blanketing darkness, but it never does.

Late, late nights have become routine, each day finishing with a slow, weary trudge back to the Impala; a return of bittersweet triumph through the fuzzy murk of the pre-dawn twilight to the nascent sunrise, a beer of celebration on the hood of the old girl as the sun lifts over the distant hills, fresh and new for another day, the satisfaction of another spook sent on to the hereafter.

But it feels good this life, as good as it gets, despite the sleep elusively snatched whenever he gets the chance to rest his head and soothe the never-ending ache of the blossoming bruises; the nicks, the cuts and the gashes. All the time he’s getting closer, picking up trails whenever he can.

One day, John thinks with some small hope, the sun will be setting as he finishes his work. There’ll be one less bastard of a demon crawling the earth and he’ll be done with this life on the edges. His sons will be safe. His wife will be avenged.

One day he’ll reborn a new man, a normal man.

Someone happy perhaps.
bogwitch: (SPN - Dean (No Words))
I completely forgot about this little fic, possibly because no one will ever read it.

Title: One Day
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 211
Characters: John Winchester
Rating: U
Summary: Sunrise from the wrong side.
Authors Note: For the [livejournal.com profile] spnland prompt ‘rebirth’.


It should feel strange this, the sunrise seen from the other side; the sad end of the night, of the blanketing darkness, but it never does.

Late, late nights have become routine, each day finishing with a slow, weary trudge back to the Impala; a return of bittersweet triumph through the fuzzy murk of the pre-dawn twilight to the nascent sunrise, a beer of celebration on the hood of the old girl as the sun lifts over the distant hills, fresh and new for another day, the satisfaction of another spook sent on to the hereafter.

But it feels good this life, as good as it gets, despite the sleep elusively snatched whenever he gets the chance to rest his head and soothe the never-ending ache of the blossoming bruises; the nicks, the cuts and the gashes. All the time he’s getting closer, picking up trails whenever he can.

One day, John thinks with some small hope, the sun will be setting as he finishes his work. There’ll be one less bastard of a demon crawling the earth and he’ll be done with this life on the edges. His sons will be safe. His wife will be avenged.

One day he’ll reborn a new man, a normal man.

Someone happy perhaps.
bogwitch: (BTVS - Black Widow)
instead of recording myself musing about woodlice and rainbows, I wrote this today for the [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends prompt 'Carcass' (from the Siouxsie and the Banshees song), but it got too long for the community! After all the effort I put into make it otherwise qualify as well! Maybe I should have just lied about the wordcount, but I can't really cheat in my own community, can I?

Anyway,[livejournal.com profile] shapinglight thought I should write something in my Black Widow-verse and as I have been itching to go back there:

Title: Limblessly in Love
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 1255
Rating: PG-15, sex is mentioned
Pairing: Spike/Buffy (from OC POV)
Warnings: None, i.e. nothing like its mother-fic. Dr Fuller isn’t that kind of woman. At least, only with her soon to be ex husband.
Spoilers: Post-Chosen, companion piece to Black Widow.
Summary: When Buffy escapes the military, someone is going to take the flak.
Authors Note: You need to read Black Widow first. Prompt response to the [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends prompt from Punk Month: Carcass.

Limblessly in Love... ).
bogwitch: (BTVS - Black Widow)
instead of recording myself musing about woodlice and rainbows, I wrote this today for the [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends prompt 'Carcass' (from the Siouxsie and the Banshees song), but it got too long for the community! After all the effort I put into make it otherwise qualify as well! Maybe I should have just lied about the wordcount, but I can't really cheat in my own community, can I?

Anyway,[livejournal.com profile] shapinglight thought I should write something in my Black Widow-verse and as I have been itching to go back there:

Title: Limblessly in Love
Author: Bogwitch
Word Count: 1255
Rating: PG-15, sex is mentioned
Pairing: Spike/Buffy (from OC POV)
Warnings: None, i.e. nothing like its mother-fic. Dr Fuller isn’t that kind of woman. At least, only with her soon to be ex husband.
Spoilers: Post-Chosen, companion piece to Black Widow.
Summary: When Buffy escapes the military, someone is going to take the flak.
Authors Note: You need to read Black Widow first. Prompt response to the [livejournal.com profile] sb_fag_ends prompt from Punk Month: Carcass.

Limblessly in Love... ).

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