[Challenge #329] BtVS / Spuffy — Beacon
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anythingdrabbleTitle: Beacon
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 200 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, toward the end of ep. 6x08 “Tabula Rasa,” right before the kiss at the Bronze.
Summary: Buffy feels the need to numb her pain.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #329 - Resort
Crossposted: My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Buffy turned her head, rejecting whatever Spike had come to offer.
She waited for the tell-tale vamp tingles to fade away only to regret her decision almost immediately. The weight of the hard cold reality had doubled after Willow’s thoughtless spell had dissolved, bringing back her memories in the blink of an eye. Being Joan had been liberating; she was centered and carefree, despite the group amnesia she’d had to deal with.
Being Buffy was… suffocating. The abrupt end of the spell had knocked the air out of her lungs before the vamp minion had started to kick her repeatedly.
She clenched her jaw, wishing that the spell had never been broken, that she could keep pretending. She’d resort to anything in order to make her crippling despair go away, just for a while. Anything.
Her body moved before her mind had the chance to protest. She guzzled her tonic water, then swam through the crowd following the tingles that she’d just rejected and now called to her like a beacon.
She found him near the stairs, looking around with boredom. She pulled him to herself, blurting out, “This means nothing, Spike. Don’t get any ideas.”
“Whatever you say, Slayer.”
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Characters/Pairing: Spuffy
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: none
Word count: 200 (Google Docs)
Setting/Spoilers: Set in S6, toward the end of ep. 6x08 “Tabula Rasa,” right before the kiss at the Bronze.
Summary: Buffy feels the need to numb her pain.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Challenge: #329 - Resort
Crossposted: My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
—
Buffy turned her head, rejecting whatever Spike had come to offer.
She waited for the tell-tale vamp tingles to fade away only to regret her decision almost immediately. The weight of the hard cold reality had doubled after Willow’s thoughtless spell had dissolved, bringing back her memories in the blink of an eye. Being Joan had been liberating; she was centered and carefree, despite the group amnesia she’d had to deal with.
Being Buffy was… suffocating. The abrupt end of the spell had knocked the air out of her lungs before the vamp minion had started to kick her repeatedly.
She clenched her jaw, wishing that the spell had never been broken, that she could keep pretending. She’d resort to anything in order to make her crippling despair go away, just for a while. Anything.
Her body moved before her mind had the chance to protest. She guzzled her tonic water, then swam through the crowd following the tingles that she’d just rejected and now called to her like a beacon.
She found him near the stairs, looking around with boredom. She pulled him to herself, blurting out, “This means nothing, Spike. Don’t get any ideas.”
“Whatever you say, Slayer.”
