catko: (Buffy Finale)
For the comm prompts oldie but goodie, road trip, and pick a song and the theme of Female Characters.

Title: Riding Away from Saving the World
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Words: 161
Summary: Post Series Finale, the Buffy crew heads out on the open road in an old school bus.
Notes: I had an idea for a road-trip fanmix that included the Tom Waits' song "The Long Way Home," and only later saw that it was the name of the post-finale Buffy comic book. Warning that most of these songs are unlikely to be found on a desert cafe jukebox, and certainly not in the year of the Buffy finale.

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catko: (Buffy Finale)
The Case of the Half-Drained Vics
Prompt Used: code, disguise, gadget, reward, secret, undercover
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Sherlock BBC, Grimm
Word Count: 327
Note: Part of an ongoing crossover series in which Giles brings the Slayerettes to London after the fall of Sunnydale, and they get involved with the Sherlock crew. They're drawn into an investigation of a series of supposed serial killings which might be vampires, or might be something else entirely. Mycroft has come to the Watchers’ Council, as has his distant cousin, Sean Renard, lately of the Portland Police Department. Both sets of teams are zeroing in on the culprits of the multiple murders.

With Sherlock sniffing the door jamb, Buffy managed to pry open the rusted hatch of the battered door set into the stone wall at the back of the Tennis Club where the last, half-drained victim had been found, using a metal gadget she’d had, oddly but conveniently, in her purse. Sherlock’s eyes lit up and the two slowly wrenched open the door, as Lestrade and the others hurried over.

Willow, who’d been reading about the legend of the dearg-du, continued her litany as to how the myth entailed that the beautiful woman, killed by her lover, somehow had spawned a secret brood of blood sucking creatures, doomed to roam the night, sometimes in disguise, waylaying victims. But once the two had the door wide open, and the cold and clammy blast of air seeped out, even she was staring, like the rest, into the dark entrance.

“Well,” said Giles, clearing his throat and reaching into his jacket pocket, “Shall we?” With that, he brandished a small penlight, and advanced into the entry. Sherlock likewise produced a flashlight, as did Dawn from her pink backpack and Lestrade from his overcoat pocket. John looked askance, Willow alarmed, and Xander looked eager but rueful. “Don’t got a light,” he muttered, and John chuckled and drew him and Willow back. “What say we wait here, and let the rest go undercover,” he said mildly, then reaching to grab Dawn as she headed forth. “You too, love, not this time,” as she pouted but drew back obligingly.

“Yes, yes, best wait here,” agreed Giles, as he ducked to follow the others. "And don't forget the code," --waving his phone-- "In case we need to send for help."

"Fat lot of good that'll do anyone," grumbled Xander as he plopped down on the stone wall and fumbled in his backpack. "Crazy librarian forgets we've got no codes for Jolly Old England." With that, he pulled out a Heath bar and began munching contentedly. "But as we know, craziness has its own reward."
catko: (buffy Tpet Fridge)
...wherein your favorite characters learn their lesson.​ For [livejournal.com profile] lands_of_magic.

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Words: 252

​Oooh, fortune cookies!” Willow said gleefully as she rooted around in the take out bag.​ ​“Fortunes?” Cordelia gave a withering look as she gazed at a garlic string bean before popping it in her mouth. “What kind of fortune could possibly help us?”
"Never know!" Willow cracked the cookie and pulled out the slip of paper. "Oh, this is a weird one. '​Take this moment to make a wish, and think about what you've learned.' " She looked around the table. "So, everyone, make a wish!"
​At that moment, she and everyone else seemed to drift into ​a reverie.
Willow remembered an angry rant, a tight corset, and a strangely appealing feeling of power. But she also recalled the fear on the face of her friends, and classmates crumpled on the floor of the Bronze.
Xander grinned as he recalled Buffy sashaying seductively in front of him, then grimaced as he pictured a band of high school women with axes.
Cordelia thought of an amulet and incantation, then two sets of fangs sinking into her throat.​
​Buffy flashed on the warmth of a lover's embrace and the agony of his spite and scorn.
Willow was the first to shake herself out of her thoughts. "Um," she said, clearing her throat. "Okay, well, no wishes, so moving on," with a squint at the slip of paper, " 'Think of what you've learned.' What have we learned?"
As one, they raised their teacups and chopsticks and intoned, "Be careful what you wish for!"​
catko: (buffy Tpet Fridge)
The challenge was to write a thank you note for a gift that wasn't really good. I put a bit of a twist, hope that's okay.

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Words: 241

Mom and Dad:
I’m writing this on Christmas Eve. Just sayin’, since who knows when you’ll even stagger out of bed to find this. Might be Christmas Day, or Boxing Day. God, maybe you’ll even stay passed out until the end of the month.

Whatever, I won’t be around, so why should I care. Yeah, finally I’m breaking the bonds of family, for what it’s been worth, and heading out. So, consider this a good-bye, for now. Dunno where I’ll be, I  mean I’m not leaving town or anything, but I know you won’t come looking, either. Still, I guess this is just to let you know that I’m leaving on my own, I wasn’t kidnapped, or disappeared like I know you know other kids in Sunnydale have been. Oh, the tales I could tell, but yeah not right now.

One more thing. I guess I do want to say. in case I don’t get a chance to: Thank You. Even though I don’t have a lot of good memories of our family life, you did give me life, and as of late, that’s been pretty damn fantastic. Oh, sure, there has been some downsides, but I got friends, I got a purpose, and I even got that stack of comic books you gave me many Christmases ago. The last good gift I can remember, so, okay.

Anyhoo. I’m outta here. See you next year—maybe.

Your son, Xander
catko: (buffy Tpet Fridge)
Five Best Holiday Gifts Ever Received
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Note: Quotes on Buffy's gifts are from Laurel Thatcher Ulrich, Mother Jones, and Shinedown


Buffy tore open the wrapping paper. "Aw! A bundle of stakes! Just what I need! Because after all," twirling one expertly, "what every girl wants is a practical gift." She pulled a mock-downcast face, but her eyes were twinkling. "Well, it's not just practical, it's also personal," chirped Willow. "Check 'em out, hand carved!" Buffy squinted at one after the other, and her lips parted. "'Well-behaved women seldom make history,'" she read. " 'I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser.' 'Don't be delicate. Be vast and brilliant.' Aw, guys. Thanks. I love them! Best gift ever!" She hugged the stakes to her chest as she beamed around the room. (105)
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"Oooh, best ever? That's saying a lot," Dawn piped in, perhaps thinking of the bedroom upstairs stuffed with plushies, pajamas and robes, boots, handbags, jewelry, and no end of other trinkets. "How about all of you? What's your best holiday gift ever?" She looked around the room, where the others were rattling packages, murmuring to each other, or eating cookies. "You first!" She shot a pointing finger at Oz, interrupting his tete-a-tete with Willow. "Oh, uh, yeah," he said, sitting up. He looked vacant for a moment, then a slow smile spread across his face. "The best holiday gift I ever got was offered on Christmas, but I didn't actually unwrap it til graduation." He turned a slow look to Willow. She, perhaps remembering a low-cut dress and Barry White songs, blushed and dove in for a kiss. The others groaned, laughed, and went on eating cookies. (148)
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In the lull, Xander pondered the question. What with his family sitch, not like there were tons of happy memories. He thought over the hectic years of his childhood--the haphazard tree, half decorated, left akilter when his mom and dad went from singing Christmas carols and hanging tinsel to a full-on drunken brawl. A few of those, yeah, and any kid'd hide out in his sleeping bag in the back yard. But admit it, those memories were fading, replaced by ones like today: warmth, laughter, teasing, and actual presents. He shifted the big box of woodworking tools, reached for the plate on the coffee table, and grinned as he bit off the head of a gingerbread cookie. He made it this far, right? Everything they'd been through, they'd made it to now. And that was a pretty dame good gift. (131)
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"My turn!" Dawn bounced in her chair. "I remember when I wanted the Malibu Barbie Beach House. Buffy had one, of course," --slight grimace-- "but I didn't want a hand-me-down like always. I wanted my own. So one Christmas Eve, I snuck to the top of the stairs, and saw Mom and Dad setting up my beach house. I was so excited I couldn't sleep all night! Hey!" she looked around suddenly. "Whatever happened to that thing, anyway?" Buffy, who'd been nodding along, looked instantly puzzled. "I...don't know. I remember you getting it, and I think I remember you playing with it, but..." her voice faded, as the two sisters gazed at each other, perturbed. This seemed to happen sometimes when they tried to link their memories of the past. "Oh well, maybe Mom knows!" said Dawn, cheering up. "We'll ask her when she gets back from her party." (150)
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Giles walked in from the kitchen, cradling a mug of hot cider. "Ah, yes. I remember when my favorite holiday gift was the leather RAF jacket my mum bought me. I was 16 and sadly the gift was perhaps a year too late, as I was just turning my interests from the military to the macabre." He waggled his eyebrows as the others laughed. "In fact, that very jacket suffered extreme indignities at the hands of myself and my mates, turning it as we did into more of a dark arts vestment, complete with chains, studs, and blood red paint. Mum was dismayed, but at the time, that was nothing to me." He looked pensive, then shook himself slightly. "But, back to the here and now, I'd like to offer a toast of thanks for this gathering. Which rates right up there as one of my favorite holiday gifts ever." Raising his mug, he gestured around the room, til all had joined him with shouts and cheers. (169)
catko: (uni)
for a "re-do" challenge at [livejournal.com profile] lands_of_magic. I think that Willow and Tara started their own family clan when they got together, so here is the Family Crest of Clan Fantastico: with a cat, books for knowledge, a cup for potions, and hugs and love.



catko: (buffy Tpet Fridge)
Fandom: Buffy
Word Count: 315

Watcher's Report #0001 (transcription)
Rupert Giles, Agent X50
Subject: Buffy Summers

Ahem. I am currently in situ in the anticipation that the subject will arrive within the week. Perhaps sooner given the urgency of their egress from their previous location; perhaps later due to the seemingly total lack of structure and organization on the part of either the subject or her guardian parent.

I have taken the opportunity over the past few weeks since I took up the cover post obtained for me, that of "school librarian," to survey the situation and attempt to identify points of geographical vulnerability and invulnerability, in addition to any ancient or recent history that might establish a pattern for the task ahead.

Suffice to say, while my ersatz duties as "librarian" have left me absolutely no time to progress on this research, as yet, I have been able to track the realities of this location, and may I say, it is no surprise that a Hellmouth has gone relatively undetected here. It is, in its seemingly "normal" state, quite hellacious in and of itself. The crowded halls, the mingled smells of sweat and cheap fragrance, the endless prattle. The behemoth cars belching smoke. The relentless, insistent sunshine. Makes one quite long for the damp fog of home, or even the vast but refreshingly barren deserts of my previous postings.

Ah well, needs must. I can only hold out hope that my charge, the disturbingly named "Buffy Summers," will not live down to the image invoked by that moniker, and will prove to be an apt pupil: serious, dedicated, and uninterested in the dreadful behaviors and habits I see around me every day. Perhaps she will even be a scholar with whom I can share my love of the history of our kind, Slayers and Watchers alike. One can only hope.

Ah, my monitor informs me that said charge is nearing my lair, ha ha. I shall file my second report after our first meeting. Signing out now.

catko: (Giles in London)
For a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] land_deduction to do a crossover with either Elementary or Sherlock BBC. This is part of an ongoing crossover of mine that started being Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Sherlock BBC, but has since incorporated Grimm since I see a strong resemblance between the actors who play Mycroft Holmes and Sean Renard.

Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Sherlock BBC, Grimm
Characters: Mycroft Holmes, Sean Renard
Rating: G, some mention of violence
Notes: Part of this crossover ‘verse I write in where Giles brings the Slayerettes to London after the fall of Sunnydale, and they get involved with the Sherlock crew. They're drawn into an investigation of a series of supposed serial killings which might be vampires, or might be something else entirely. Mycroft has come to the Watchers’ Council, as has his distant cousin, Sean Renard, lately of the Portland Police Department, currently in England following a lead—among other things.
Word count: 506 (not including background)

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catko: (buffy cordy narcissist)
20 in 20 for [livejournal.com profile] womenverse, what better for a theme challenge with women characters than Buffy?
...dream, dork, wtf?... )
catko: (buffy Tpet Fridge)
For a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] gameofcards, to write some fic prompted by episode titles from Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Perhaps with great unoriginality, I chose to write in the fandom of Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Name: catko
Team: clubs
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Sherlock BBC
Rating: G, some language
Warning/Notes: Part of this crossover ‘verse I write in, sometimes, where Giles brings the Slayerettes to London after the fall of Sunnydale, and they get involved with the Sherlock crew in solving crimes.
Word count: 1005
Titles used: School Hard, Teacher’s Pet, Conversations with Dead People
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catko: (Fringe Brain)
For a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] womenverse. This was cool, I'd never seen mood boards before. At first I was stumped, but thanks to [livejournal.com profile] blue_sunflowers, it kind of popped. It's her creativity that inspired the Luna one; I admire how her suggestions were all adjectives, while the ones I came up with on my own were mostly nouns. That means something I think.



Guess who... )
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catko: (Astrid Dawn)
For [livejournal.com profile] womenverse, for two women characters randomly selected from fandoms I provided. I got Alt-Astrid from Fringe and Dawn from Buffy!



How They Met
Fandom: Fringe, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Rating: G
Words: 441
Notes: This didn't quite get to the heart of what these two have in common, but I might get there sometime.

Dawn wound... )

Fanmix
I see both of these young women as sometimes feeling ostracized, different, left out. Major identity issues, right? But they also have strength and power and independence. So, here is a fanmix honoring that.



Songs, links, and quotes )

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catko: (Buffy Finale)
For a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] gameofcards to write a fic prompted by this photo. Not the best writing, here, but a lot of the songs are good, and I really like imagining this post-Season 7 moment as, really, a road trip.



Name: catko
Team: clubs
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Post Season 7.
Rating: G.
Summary/Notes: Inspired by a bunch of songs, listed and linked at the end. I really recommend the Tom Waits.
Word count: 1025

The desert was purplish in dusk. Giles pulled out of the truck stop, shuddering the school bus onto the highway in a swirl of sand and dust. Hot coffee, a bus full of young survivors munching on salty and sugary snacks, the road stretching ahead.And fresh batteries... )

Songs
“Take it Easy” by The Eagles
“Road to Nowhere” by Talking Heads
"Endless Highway" by The Band
"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by U2
"Keep The Car Running" by Arcade Fire
"Life Is A Highway" by Tom Cochrane
“Long Way Home” by Tom Waits
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catko: (Giles in London)
...for a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] gameofcards.




Stay
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Sherlock BBC
Rating: G
Total words: 1088
Notes: Part of this crossover ‘verse I write in, sometimes, where Giles brings the Slayerettes to London after the fall of Sunnydale, and they get involved with the Sherlock crew in solving crimes. Some of the chapter titles are songs; click for YouTubes.

It's a night at the pub... )

catko: (Earth)
For a challenge at [livejournal.com profile] universe_the: to do something on the theme of "hero." I'm always attracted to the idea of regular people doing extraordinary things. And I wanted to try to learn something new, so, inspired by this gifset by tonystarks, I tried a fade-in gif thing with text that...well, see for yourself.

ETA: Wow, now that I look at that one done by tonystarks, I realize I should have aligned the names so the hidden thing is easier to read. Next time!


01-noah
02-gunn
What's that spell? )
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