Fic: White Oleander, pt.1
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saifaiThis is the Spike/Xander fic I mentioned the bunny for awhile back. I haven't come up with a decent name for it yet, so I'm going the easy route and naming it after the film I based this on.
The first part here is just a brief glimpse into the story from Spike's POV. It's really more of a prologue type thought. I'm working on a second part now, from Xander's POV.
Title: White Oleander (temp)
Author: Saifai
Rating: PG-13 to R for now
Characters: Spike/Xander eventually, with mentions of B/S
Note: This is unbeta'd. I got a bad habit of doing that. I really just wanted to get it out in the open for now though, but I'll repost this once it's been revised. This is completely human AU. It is based on the idea that Spike and Buffy are married. Buffy has a daughter named Dawn, and a foster child named Janice. Xander is coming along soon, and will be another foster child. Other characters will be introduce as we go. Also, to keep the squick factor down for some folks, I'm making Xander 17 verging on 18.
Their new foster child would be arriving today. He chuckled softly to himself just thinking about it. He never understood why the woman insisted on bringing them in. It’s not like she actually cared for them.
Just last week she’d taken Dawn, her daughter, and Janice, their only other foster for the moment, shopping. In any other home, that probably would have been a stellar after school activity. But what did the bloody bint do? She took them out of school and trussed them up like trollops.
He shook his head at his last thought. He didn’t understand her. She’s so insecure about him and his libido around the girls, yet she brings them home and shows them off to him like they’re a parade of harlots.
He’d not been able to get along with Buffy lately. All the fighting was getting to him. If he was to be honest, so was the sex. Decent hard shags were always well and good, but with her? It just wasn’t worth it. He was so tired of her shit, and he just couldn’t get into it with her anymore.
At least he wouldn’t have to worry about it getting worse this time around. The new one was male. She never worried about the lads. Thank bloody God for that too. He was bound to rip somebody’s head off soon if he had to deal with the estrogen patrol one more day without backup.
He shuddered in revulsion as a shrill yell coming from the house cut through his musings. He dropped his tools, and with a resigned sigh stood up from his position hunched over the old Desoto he’d been working on in the garage. His baby provided him with his only respite these days. With one final fond pat to her hood, he walked off in search of his wife.
Part Two.
The first part here is just a brief glimpse into the story from Spike's POV. It's really more of a prologue type thought. I'm working on a second part now, from Xander's POV.
Title: White Oleander (temp)
Author: Saifai
Rating: PG-13 to R for now
Characters: Spike/Xander eventually, with mentions of B/S
Note: This is unbeta'd. I got a bad habit of doing that. I really just wanted to get it out in the open for now though, but I'll repost this once it's been revised. This is completely human AU. It is based on the idea that Spike and Buffy are married. Buffy has a daughter named Dawn, and a foster child named Janice. Xander is coming along soon, and will be another foster child. Other characters will be introduce as we go. Also, to keep the squick factor down for some folks, I'm making Xander 17 verging on 18.
Their new foster child would be arriving today. He chuckled softly to himself just thinking about it. He never understood why the woman insisted on bringing them in. It’s not like she actually cared for them.
Just last week she’d taken Dawn, her daughter, and Janice, their only other foster for the moment, shopping. In any other home, that probably would have been a stellar after school activity. But what did the bloody bint do? She took them out of school and trussed them up like trollops.
He shook his head at his last thought. He didn’t understand her. She’s so insecure about him and his libido around the girls, yet she brings them home and shows them off to him like they’re a parade of harlots.
He’d not been able to get along with Buffy lately. All the fighting was getting to him. If he was to be honest, so was the sex. Decent hard shags were always well and good, but with her? It just wasn’t worth it. He was so tired of her shit, and he just couldn’t get into it with her anymore.
At least he wouldn’t have to worry about it getting worse this time around. The new one was male. She never worried about the lads. Thank bloody God for that too. He was bound to rip somebody’s head off soon if he had to deal with the estrogen patrol one more day without backup.
He shuddered in revulsion as a shrill yell coming from the house cut through his musings. He dropped his tools, and with a resigned sigh stood up from his position hunched over the old Desoto he’d been working on in the garage. His baby provided him with his only respite these days. With one final fond pat to her hood, he walked off in search of his wife.
Part Two.
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Date: 2004-08-23 03:42 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-08-23 04:40 pm (UTC)I've not seen the movie or read the book so i have no basis for comparison.
It'll all be an amazing surprise!
Hehe.
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Date: 2004-08-24 09:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-24 11:44 am (UTC)So, it's all good!
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Date: 2004-08-25 11:48 pm (UTC):)
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Date: 2004-08-23 07:15 pm (UTC)I am so anti-Spuffy sometimes I get silly, but this looks like there won't be much/any actual groiny action between the two so hopefully I'll be able to keep reading. I'd hate to miss out on some action between my boys just because that harlot got in the way. *g*
Lookin' good!
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Date: 2004-08-23 08:46 pm (UTC)It was in the story this is based on, but there are no plans for Spuffy... ick. I can't even say it, much less write it. All Spander all the time. ;)
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Date: 2004-08-23 08:55 pm (UTC)BTW, I finally got around to friending you back. Better late than never, right? *g*
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Date: 2004-08-24 09:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-24 10:19 am (UTC)*grins weakly in the face of 'the look'*