Inspired by re-reading Girl Genius and this fic by staringiscaring, I present a re-imagining of our favorite series in a reality of steam and dark sorcery...

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"NOOOOOOOO!"

Anne Summers whipped her sabre through the neck of one of Count Von Zandt's minions. The half-vampire half-mechanical spider--what did you call those things? spidertaurs? ( Read more... )

Title: School's Out
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Xander, Cordelia
Warnings: R rating, spoiler for end of S3

School's out for summer
School's out forever
School's been blown to pieces "We're taking a moment," Oz said. "And, we're done ( Read more... )

Title: Fairytale of New York (3)
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Ensemble, core cast and Sunnydale survivors
Warnings: None for explicit sexuality or violence.
Ships: Gen, aside from canon relationships by "Chosen"

I go out walkin'
After midnight
Out in the moonlight
Just like we used to do The Drake garage was like Cordelia's closet: ( Read more... )

Title: Peekaboo
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Marcie Ross

Before, I was an emotionally disturbed borderline sociopath with serious body issues and a scalpel fetish.

Now I work for the US government!

( Much better now... )

Many thanks to betas frogfarm and tigerlily0484. Check out the former's long running FtVS and the latter's fic "When the Floods Roll Back" on their respective LJ's.

Title: Fairytale of New York (2)
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Ensemble, core cast and Sunnydale survivors
Warnings: None for explicit sexuality or violence.
Ships: Gen, aside from canon relationships by " ( Read more... )

Hey folks. I'm back, with a new tale. This is a sequel to " Why She Fights".Title: Fairytale of New York (1 ( Read more... )

Anne was in her Yellow Period. Dipping the roller into the tray, Anne painted the walls of the new nursery a sunny hue. She had gotten plenty of practice doing this when setting up the Teen Center. Days of investing literal sweat equity into an office building one step away from the wrecking ball. Spray cans hissing, Tater and Deirdre threw up ( Read more... )

Their hands roamed over each other's bodies. Anne pressed close to her lover's form. In a few hours she would have to go back to the grind of the diner. Avoiding Mitch's gropes, dealing with smart-ass customers and small-time cons who tried to play twenty-and-one. Here, now, under the covers of this badly-sprung bed in this tiny apartment? She ( Read more... )

Anne Steele worked through the jumble of account statements on her desktops, both real and virtual. Outside the closed door of her office, she could hear the muffled chaos of volunteers passing out the new batch of clothes donated to the East Hills Teen Center. Like tossing chum into a shark tank. Really, she should be out there-- Anne kneaded ( Read more... )

Norristown, PA, 2005

Some cases stay with you.

Detective Len Fenerman watched the crane lift its burden out of the old sinkhole. The forensics team took infinite care as the rusty safe was placed on a tarpaulin pegged out on the ground. The coldest of cold cases, perhaps. But one that had lived on in the department's collective memory; no one ( Read more... )