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Behold! A chronologically ordered index of my fic.

( Fandoms Represented: Buffyverse, Dollhouse, FFVIII, FFIX, Historical RPF, Greek/Roman Mythology, Shakespeare, The Great British Bake Off, Red Dwarf, Harry Potter, St. Trinian's, Torchwood. )

and some vids!

( Fandoms Represented: Buffyverse, London 2012 Opening Ceremony, FFVIII, FFIX, RSC Hamlet (RSC 2009 w/David Tennant). )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/116048.html

I wrote a fic on Saturday! It's been a while, so it's nice to be back. (There's something else wurbling in the background, but I don't know if it's going to become anything any time soon. And there's another project, which might have been slightly scuppered by the death of my laptop, but also might be given new life somehow.)

For one of the latest

sb_fag_ends prompts (What if Buffy and/or Spike were split in two (like Xander in The Replacement)?), this is around 4,500 words and so was initially posted to the

sb_ashtray, here. I've also just put it up on the AO3, here. There might still be some typos in it, but hopefully not too many - and I can only thank

relurker for pointing out that I'd been writing 'drawer' as 'draw' (in my accent they're homophones, I promise!)... Please do point out anything else you spot! But otherwise hopefully enjoy the fic. :)

Broken by Degree.

Instead of using the trigger, what if Robin Wood used Toth's magic rod from The Replacement to split Spike's demon from his soul?

“What the bloody hell is this?” Spike asked as he walked through the door. Wood’s garage was covered in crosses, no inch unsanctified. It was… A bit unnerving, to say the least.

With the unwavering expression of a man with a plan, Wood shrugged. ( ... )

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Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/220139.html

Another year, another meme! Here's last year's, and so it comes around again.

( Hmm, the amount of things written is slightly easier to deal with when they aren't all tiny... )

( I did some other stuff too..! )

( Oh, heck, there's a meme as well. Well, I suppose it's traditional. )

Generally, I think my problem is that I don't have that much fun writing fun fics! Typical.

eilowyn did a banner! Post-apocalyptic Dawn gen; slightly warningsy, but not in a way that that's the focus of the fic. It's banter, really - though for some reason I decided it didn't want a capital A.

abridgement.

I fear I may really have run out of things to say, otherwise. Things continue apace.

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/213299.html

Blimey, they've jazzed up the previouslies and next-weeks on the Bake Off, haven't they? I was getting Apprentice vibes tonight... It was brilliant!!

In other news, one of the important light bulbs in my house has just gone (ie. the one that lights half the downstairs... To be fair, we don't have many lights, so they're all pretty important. This one is particularly annoying right now). But I have also finished that fic I mentioned the other day! I should have realised this with

seasonal_spuffy, but my ability to obsess over a fic I'm posting has reached quite horrific levels in recent times, so the only way through the continuous re-thinking and over-reading and editing is to buckle down and get the whole thing out in one. And yet I try so hard to be normal. :(

Anyway, if it matters to you, dear reader, could you please, please tell me if you will only look at this if I post it out over on this journal as well as

sb_ashtray, because I can never tell if re-posting's worth bothering about. Basically, I worry sometimes that I'm spamming/doing some sort of equivalent flist-shouting about myself to post things in multiple places, and I happen to be the sort of person that will happily wander down links wherever they take me. But I'm extremely happy to bring anything over here if you want to see it in my home environment/on Dreamwidth/whatever! The fic's still only a click away. Sometimes I feel like I should do a poll...

Otherwise, this story is ~16,000 words long, rated R (reasonably strongly-ish?), written to the prompt 'burnt out'. It needs none of the AO3-standard warnings and is a standalone you can nonetheless read in the context of my generally vignette-based series about Spike and Buffy's telephone contact during+after Angel S5, and then their merry life together in London. It's angsty, but I'm quite fond of it! (Though I would say that.)

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What it is to Burn.
After three years in a long distance relationship, Buffy’s the one who cracks first.

[one] [two] [three] [four]

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ETA: Oh, but you can read it on the AO3 now too.

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/206623.html

I wrote a fic! And because I get some sort of masochistic thrill from posting where no one will see things, I've put it up (for the moment) at

sb_ashtray,

sb_fag_ends' new sister comm! No specified pairings or characters, no limits, just responses to the Fag Ends prompts of yore, whenever you get round to it. The fic itself is Spuffy nonetheless and the first part of four. The whole thing should come in around 16,000 words, probably just R. It's the turning point in the London futureverse of mine where Spuffy go from their long distance relationship to living together, because that's always something I've wanted to work out how it happens. Check it out!

What it is to Burn.
After three years in a long distance relationship, Buffy’s the one who cracks first.

(I am in such a weird mood today. It's been massively stormy and I made the mistake of getting MineCraft (the Technic Pack in particular). I'm too much of a noob to go on the multiplayer server, so I've been pottering around this empty world entirely on my own, full of dreams of building some sort of steampunk magic railway but mostly unable to find anything I'm looking for and failing to set up my one machine properly. And then dying the moment I actually get my hands on some diamonds. It doesn't help that my laptop's too rickety to run the game smoothly, so it's actually physically tiring to play. Sigh.)

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/206367.html

I wrote a fic for

sb_fag_ends:

Super Saturday and the Sloughing of Sun-Dried Sloth.

In which Spike watches the Olympics, Buffy vanquishes some tomato demons and everyone is grateful for iPlayer.

Super tame; slightly sweary; tries to be amusing. Set vaguely in my London futureverse a couple of weeks after an apocalypse (and one week into the Olympics).

I've also been watching Veep, ie. Armando Ianucci's US pseudo-reinvention of The Thick of It... Did anybody see it? What did you think of it? I really like it. It's different to The Thick of It (the return of which I'm massively excited for), but still very entertaining. And there are motorcades! I can't seem to find any non-UK reviews very easily, though I'm sure they must exist.

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/205965.html

I wrote a poem for

sb_fag_ends! As I say over there, I've been threatening to write some angsty-angry Spike POV poetry set in S6 during the sex-fest ever since I wrote this fic. This isn't quite that, but it sort of is. Probably quite far along in the relationship, I'd put this just before Dead Things or so. Rated R for being very much definitely crude without being particularly extensive or precise. Not work safe!! Not very happy either, but just about free of stuff that needs a warning on AO3. For the prompt 'Starting a sexual relationship/Being strong in the face of temptation'.

( so now begins the waiting. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/201031.html

Here is some tasty gen wot I wrote for the The Awesome Ladies Ficathon and Art-a-thon. Both things are PG and wouldn't need any of the warnings on AO3. Though they're both a bit serious. Ish.

First of all, for

xlivvielockex: BTVS/ATS - Buffy Summers and Cordelia Chase - What if Buffy and Cordy WERE REALLY sisters (with really different hair)?

Set in an AU Normal Again.

( As Simple as BCD. )

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and then for

brutti_ma_buoni: Angel the Series - Lilah Morgan (Lilah/Wesley if you like) - when you know you're not in control

Set not very long pre-series.

( Controlling the Uncontrollables. )

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Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/199383.html

Well, it seems to have taken me nearly four hours, door to door, but then having a snooze on a sunny train with the windows open is one of the more pleasant ways to spend an afternoon, in my opinion. It was a lovely end to a lovely weekend; I feel so relaxed now, like I've been on a lovely holiday that did what holidays are supposed to do! Considering I've spent the week frazzled and sleepless and ill (as I've been telling everyone for the last couple of days, in my croaky voice, pitching in and out, I'm iiiiiiill...!!!), I feel very much rejuvenated.

Although, now I'm back inside after being out/on a ventilated rather than air conditioned train, I can feel the first scratchings of hay fever round my eyes... But I'm ignoring that for now.

We had many great talks/chitchats, including a workshop where we wrote an exciting bad!fic, complete with songs, for which I spent far, far too long playing with

kazzy_cee's iPad in my own little world. I'll put up the fruits of that when the whole of the fic-stravaganza can be enjoyed, but here also is something else: inspired by

speakr2customrs' talk on death in fanfic, a Beowulf-style epic-heroic death scene for Pingu (ish). (Although, now that I've looked up the episode which scarred me as a child and was clearly the inspiration for this - see below - I feel like I've been horrifically cruel...)

Pingu vs. Ice Dragon.

So Pingu ventured from his icy home
To waddle through the snow, Antarctic mist -
But there he found a dragon, claws like knives
To freeze and tear the flesh of penguins brave.
Still Pingu fought, with beak and magic spells:
Great fire flared to burn the air with flame.
And yet - the dragon roared, reared up, his eyes
A charcoal black, too dark against the sky
Before he fell upon the penguin, caught
In fear, his feathers stiff. One strike, and then
It was no more again that Pingu saw
His mum and dad at home, the igloo's warmth;
His body fell, its final KARK a sigh,
Which whispered softly on the icy breeze.

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/196627.html

Well, that's all she wrote, gang. I hope it's been OK! This is more like a light and sugary dessert course to round the whole thing off than anything else, but cross-fingers no one will hold that against me...

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
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[Chapter Fourteen: Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace.]

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( Chapter Fifteen: Epilogue. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/196593.html

And so we reach the end of the story! Except for the epilogue. I really hope you like it. *bites fingernails*

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
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[Chapter Thirteen: Handing the Keys over to Nixon.]

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( Chapter Fourteen: Welcome to the Doublemeat Palace. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/196274.html

We're in the final straights! Hopefully I should be able to get chapter fourteen and the epilogue up tonight, though I've somehow managed to come down with a cold on top of everything else, so may end up collapsing. Still, thank you everyone for your comments! I will reply to every single one, but for now I just wanted to say how much I appreciate them. :)

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Twelve: The Next Thing You Know You’re LBJ.]

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( Chapter Thirteen: Handing the Keys over to Nixon. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/195981.html

I seem to be eating a lot of Marmite today. This is not an exciting update. But this is (hopefully)!

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Eleven: You’re Not Taking the Pulse of the Public.]

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( Chapter Twelve: The Next Thing You Know You’re LBJ. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/195736.html

I hope everyone's enjoying reading along! Here's chapter eleven. :)

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Ten: That’s Where Even Your Best Political Minds Can Drop the Ball.]

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( Chapter Eleven: You’re Not Taking the Pulse of the Public. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/195519.html

Although it's still reasonably early, I fear this is still the last chapter for the evening. I didn't get much sleep over the weekend and it's all catching up with me, so I think I'm on for Great British Menu and then a meandering wind-down towards bed!

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Nine: Don’t Forget Today’s Trash Day.]

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( Chapter Ten: That’s Where Even Your Best Political Minds Can Drop the Ball. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/195230.html

Random fact of the day: apparently Asda sells Marshmallow Fluff now, so I have finally tasted this strange, exotic delicacy... It was mostly just sweet and sticky? Didn't taste of much on my toast. This could be to do with the fact I got the white version rather than the pink, but the pink put me off by being called 'artificial strawberry flavour', which I assume means it had seen so few strawberries in its life that the EU wouldn't let it take their name in vain. Not sure it was worth two quid, but we'll see how moreish it becomes.

Anyway, Chapter Nine!

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Eight: Maybe the Time is Right.]

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( Chapter Nine: Don’t Forget Today’s Trash Day. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/195041.html

He we go. I haven't managed to reply to comments this evening, but thanks, people of teh internets! Will reply when it's not my bed time and I'm not editing fic. Hopefully that will be some time soon...

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
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[Chapter Seven: By Letting You In.]

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( Chapter Eight: Maybe the Time is Right. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/194803.html

Here is the first new chapter of this evening! I should have another up before I go to bed. (Although, when did it become nine o'clock? This is quite unfair.)

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Six: After All, I Wasn't Exactly Hiding?]

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( Chapter Seven: By Letting You In. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/194446.html

With this I am officially crossposted! Now, just to make the next parts postable...

Turn and Face the Strain.
[Sequel to The More Things Stay the Same and As Good as a Rest.]

When Buffy thought about falling in love again, she didn't expect it to be nearly so complicated as it actually turns out to be.
Also, she didn't expect it to be Spike. (She's not sure he did either.)

[Notes + Chapter One: I'm Not a Political Animal, But.]
/
[Chapter Five: How Do You Get to Say I’m the One Who’s Stinky?]

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( Chapter Six: After All, I Wasn’t Exactly Hiding. )

Crossposts: http://quinara.livejournal.com/194213.html

The Farmstead

Chrono!Quin / Fic Index

Fic! 'Broken by Degree' (PG-13;4.5K) for the sb-ashtray

Fic Rundown 2012!

I wrote a fic.

Fic! And stuff.

I will launch this community if it kills me...

Fic! (And TV.)

Poem: so now begins the waiting.

Fic!! In which Cordy is a Summers and Lilah is a Lilah.

Back from WCUK!

Turn and Face the Strain: Epilogue

Chapter Fourteen of Turn and Face the Strain

Turn and Face the Strain Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Twelve of Turn and Face the Strain

Turn and Face the Strain Chapter Eleven

Chapter Ten of Turn and Face the Strain

Turn and Face the Strain: Chapter Nine

Chapter Eight of Turn and Face the Strain

New Stuff: Turn and Face the Strain Chapter Seven

Chapter Six: in which stuff happens, a bit.

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