Sandy's Fanfiction

This is my personal archive for my fanfiction. Although I am also now writing in the SGA fandom, so far 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 obligatory 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.

Also, I'm sorry to say that due to spambots, I've had to turn on CAPTCHA for all commenters. I hope this doesn't discourage comments, and I adore them!

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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Title: Moving Day
Author: Sandy (sp23)

She watched as the last box was loaded into the moving van. A glance back at the now empty house filled her with an aching that almost undid her, but she drew in a deep breath, straightened her shoulders, and turned away. That chapter of her life was over, closed and locked as tightly as the front door of the house. A new chapter awaited. It was exciting, she told herself. A fresh start away from all the pain and upheaval of the last few months.

Sliding into the driver's seat, she and Buffy began the long drive to Sunnydale.

Title: It's All in the Timing
Author: Sandy
Rating: G
Prompt: Franz Ferdinand Song Titles
Title Used: Tell Her Tonight
Tag to 5x14 Crush



If his heart could beat, it'd be pounding in his chest right now. He'd dreamt about this moment for months now, never thinking he'd ever do it; not really. After all, Vampire/Slayer were as compatible as Vampire/Sunshine. But he could no longer hold his tongue. He would tell her tonight that he loved her.

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Spike slouched morosely in his chair. What a bollocked up business that turned into. Dru would probably stake him the next time she saw him, and Buffy had locked him out.

It probably would have been better to wait until tomorrow night to tell her.

Title: Guardian
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Rating: G


The drugs help with the pain; the physical pain, anyway. But the nightmares come regardless of how doped up he is. He dreams about it again and again; Caleb grabbing him, holding him immobile, and then the pressure and pain as Caleb sticks his thumb in Xander's eye.

He awakens with a cry, his lone eye searching the dark, and spots a shadowy form sitting in a chair beside his bed.

"Stay away," he cries, frightened and disoriented.

"It's okay, mate," a soft voice says; a voice well-known and once hated.

Xander relaxes, drifts off, and sleeps; tonight's nightmares banished.

Title: Cake or Death
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Rating: R
BtVS S6

( Cake or Death )

Title: Stardust Dreams
Author: Sandy (sp23)


The bus jolted and swayed, and she pulled away when the faintly sour-smelling old woman in the next seat bumped into her again.

She could hardly wait to get off this dirty, smelly bus and away from these people; the snoring drunk guy, the girl who looked like a runaway that eyed everyone suspiciously, and the skeevy guy with the oily smile that gave her the heebie-jeebies.

And, really, this was good material, she told herself comfortingly. Someday, when she wrote her autobiography, Cordelia Chase would tell the world the amusing story of how she first traveled to Los Angeles.

Title: The Tally
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Rated: G
Series: BtVS - Season 7

"In one of the most bizarre natural disasters known to modern man," the news anchor reported, "the small town of Sunnydale, California has been swallowed by a gigantic sinkhole. The numbers of dead and missing are unknown at this time, but they are estimated to be in the tens of thousands.

There is some hope, however," she continued, her face a mask of false optimism, "as there have been reports of what can only be described as a spontaneous mass exodus from Sunnydale in recent weeks."

Buffy turned off the television. She knew exactly how many were dead and missing.

Title: Privaton
Author: Sandy
Fandom: Angel the Series
Character: Angel
Rated: G
Spoilers: 4.1 Deep Down
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. I'm just using them for a bit.
Word Count: ~570
Author's Note: Written for cliche_bingo prompt: Sensory Deprivation
My cliché bingo card.
Summary: He's dying, as much as a vampire can die without being dusted.


( Privation )

Title: Mourning Light
Author: Sandy (sp23)
Rated: G

He stood in the dark and watched them. Buffy and Angel. Her draped all over him, weeping into his shoulder, him being all stoic and comforting. Spike moved far enough away that his presence wouldn't be detected and crouched down and waited.

At last, when the freshening breeze spoke of daybreak, they stood and walked away. Spike stood, too, and hurried over to the freshly dug grave. He knelt and placed a single flower on the disturbed earth. Standing, he swallowed down the lump in his throat, whispered, "I'm gonna miss you, love," then turned and fled the morning light.