Fic: Nightlights

It's my birthday! I'm celebrating Hobbit-style: here's my gift to you.

I'm convinced that my internal sense of balance prompted me to write this because it's the antithesis of The Silent Stars Go By.  Oh, y'all, it's dark and weird and very Season 6.  I wrote it in pretty much one sitting and had no idea where it was going, and though I like the end result, I'm still not sure that it actually went anywhere, so I'll value your opinion.

Title: Nightlights
Fandom: Buffyverse
Characters/Pairings: Buffy, Buffy/Spike
Time: Season 6, post-"Gone," pre-"As You Were"
Genre: Angst
Rating: R
Warning: Gratuitous use of Keats's "Ode to a Nightingale." He would hate me for the way I've cannibalized his poem. Also, a reference or two to Byron. Clearly, no one should let me anywhere near the Romantic poets.
Disclaimer:  Those characters you recognize?  Don't belong to me.  The quotations you recognize aren't mine either.  Whenever the writing gets really good (or really ostentatious, depending on your perspective), you know I'm borrowing from Keats or Byron.
Summary:  "There's nothing tender about the night."  Buffy is not the slightest bit in love with easeful death.

( there's nothing tender about the night )

Fic: Nightlights

It's my birthday! I'm celebrating Hobbit-style: here's my gift to you.

I'm convinced that my internal sense of balance prompted me to write this because it's the antithesis of The Silent Stars Go By.  Oh, y'all, it's dark and weird and very Season 6.  I wrote it in pretty much one sitting and had no idea where it was going, and though I like the end result, I'm still not sure that it actually went anywhere, so I'll value your opinion.

Title: Nightlights
Fandom: Buffyverse
Characters/Pairings: Buffy, Buffy/Spike
Time: Season 6, post-"Gone," pre-"As You Were"
Genre: Angst
Rating: R
Warning: Gratuitous use of Keats's "Ode to a Nightingale." He would hate me for the way I've cannibalized his poem. Also, a reference or two to Byron. Clearly, no one should let me anywhere near the Romantic poets.
Disclaimer:  Those characters you recognize?  Don't belong to me.  The quotations you recognize aren't mine either.  Whenever the writing gets really good (or really ostentatious, depending on your perspective), you know I'm borrowing from Keats or Byron.
Summary:  "There's nothing tender about the night."  Buffy is not the slightest bit in love with easeful death.

( there's nothing tender about the night )