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Archive for the day “August 30, 2012”

Angel fic: The Curse of Friendship

This just kind of popped out of nowhere. Been having my Angel rewatch lately. I’m now into season 3… just before Connor is born. I love season 3 Angel/Cordy. They are so freaking adorable.

The Curse of Friendship
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Angel the Series
Angel/Cordy
1364 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS:

Angel’s curse really is a curse. It’s going to take some time for Cordy to come to terms with that.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.


I watch him, the way he moves around the edge of the room instead of entering the center where I am. I smile, rolling my eyes. He’s so predictable sometimes.

“Don’t be such a baby.”

“Cordy, I don’t-”

I huff, blowing my bangs up, then cross the room and grab his arm. “It’s not the end of the world.”

I watch the emotions play across his face—horror, terror, confusion, embarrassment. He thinks he’s so good at hiding them behind that impassive expression. But his eyes give him away. I can see right through the facade. Sometimes without much effort. I’m starting to think he’s not trying as hard to keep things from me any more.

He takes a deep breath as if to settle his nerves. Not that he needs it. I’ve long since stopped thinking of him as different. Angel’s just a guy. A guy with the emotional maturity of a ten year old.
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Angel fic: To Wish Upon a Demon

To Wish Upon a Demon
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Angel the Series
the gang
100 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS:

Set sometime in season 5. Angel wishes for the one thing he really wants. And for once he gets it.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.


“What is it?” Angel asks. The demon is large and yellow.

Wes answers. “Apparently it’s a sort of… genie.”

“Genie-demon, nice,” says Gunn.

The demon glows brightly. “Your wish is granted.”

“What?” asks Wes. “No one wished for anything.”

“It is done.”

Wes stares at everyone in Angel’s office. Gunn shrugs; Fred shakes her head.

“Don’t look at me,” Spike mutters, poking at the demon.

Everyone turns to Angel. “What? I didn’t-”

“Guys?” Cordelia is at the door looking like nothing happened. Like she hadn’t been in a coma the last year. “Someone better start explaining. Right now!”

Angel smiles.

Divergent fic: Butterflies

Butterflies
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Divergent series
Tris/Tobias
100 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS: spoilers for both books

It’s been awhile since the war ended and things have gotten back to “normal” for Tris and Tobias. Whatever normal is. And finally they have some time together without the threat of impending death hanging over them. But can Tris handle that?

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.


It’s the first time we’ve been alone since things calmed down. I don’t think I should be this nervous.

“What’s the matter?” Tobias asks, his arms wrapping around me. “You’re shaking.”

My throat closes up so I can’t answer. In my stomach, butterflies have taken up residence and I think their constant motion is what makes me tremble.

Tobias lifts my face with a finger. Even after all this time his touch sends a shiver down my spine. I can feel him smiling as he kisses me—soft and tender. Like the first time. Now I remember why I’m nervous.

Buffy the Vampire Slayer fic: Okay

Okay
by jennickels (aka Jen Connelly)
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Buffy/Spike
100 words
rating: PG
WARNINGS:

Buffy tries to come to terms with her loss at the end of the season 7.

don’t own… wish I did, but I don’t. No infringement intended.


It seems like forever ago. Years since the end. Or was that just the beginning? It’s all blurring together. It’s been four months since we walked away from the Hellmouth. I should be okay. I want to be okay. I pretend to be okay. But when I’m alone… I’m not okay.

It was his choice, I tell myself. It was his redemption. I should be proud. I am. I should be happy for him. I am. I should be okay with it. I’m not.

All I can think of is that he’s not here. And I’m not okay with that.

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