in the end
Jan. 27th, 2006 | 11:39 pm
- Joining the World of Missing Persons by
mosca (Anya/Tara): Anya died and went to Heaven.
That wasn't the end of the story. - Vivere by
rheanna27 (Angel): Cordelia still answers the phone with the words, "Angel Investigations, we help the hopeless." She says it bears remembering. - Eurydice Awaits Dante (Don't Look Back) by
jennyo (Lilah/Gavin/Lindsey): Hell is not so bad, Lilah thinks as she looks around. Well, of course it is, but nothing's good or bad but thinking makes it so. - Resurrection by
obsessedmuch (Cordelia/Darla/Dru): She remembers how it had felt like all her warmth had been drawn to the place where Darla's fangs pierced her. - Nor All Your Piety Nor Wit by
yhlee (Illyria, Gunn): Wesley had called it the Hyperion, or the alley. They were proximate; they had the same shadow.
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Jan. 26th, 2006 | 08:18 pm
- Hope is A Blossom of Glass by
romanyg (Wes/Angel) :He is a wire, resonating. - 32 short fics about xander harris by
nwhepcat (Xander) :He avoids looking in the mirror -- he already knows what he'd see. - Paen by
spike21 (Giles) :It hardly seems like missing her. - Five Good Things That Never Happened to Faith by
m_phoenix (Faith/Buffy) :The kiss B gives her is light and unexpected, but so full of longing. - Ten Steps to Better Living for God-Kings Through Technology by
liz_marcs (Illyria) :When Ms. Burkle starts wearing leather, dyes her hair blue, and begins wearing blue eye contacts, the secretaries exchange knowing glances: Another department head bites the dust. - I no longer look for heaven by
marginalia (Tara/Oz, Oz/Remus, Remus/Sirius) :she was worth remembering. - Untitled by
doyle_sb4 (Dawn/Illyria/Anya) :“What’s going on?” Anya demanded - the piano has been drinking by
marginalia (Giles/Oz) :Words are slipping away, slipping around him, slipping in and out of other languages, losing him before translation and finding him after. - Not Quite the Emerald City by
pinkdormouse (Ethan/Lorne) :Suddenly he is both at home and very far from it. - fare thee well by
marginalia (Tara&Death, Endless) :When she was seventeen, Tara saw a pale-skinned girl smiling at her through the haze of her tears.
