2 Season Six Drabbles
A/N: It's been a VERY long while. I hope I still remember most (or I'll settle for some) of what I've learned about writing and grammar two years ago.
Title: More, More, More
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Rebel (open_on_sunday)
Character(s)/Pairing: Buffy (implied Buffy/Spike)
Setting: Season 6 - As You Were-ish
“More, more, more,” the radio sang. And all Buffy could think of then was Spike. That Billy Idol song, “Rebel Yell,” had been playing that one time they’d had sex in the backseat of his DeSoto. All crowded and friction-y and…
She scrubbed at the dark patch on her yellow coat, as if removing the stain would erase everything they’d done.
She knew better.
“Yeah, this is wrecked,” she sighed. She looked up at the wall clock. Spike should be awake soon.
Grabbing the damaged coat, she headed out of the house.
“More, more, more,” the radio sang.
Title: Rebelling Against the Rebellion
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Rebel (open_on_sunday)
Character(s)/Pairing: Willow
Setting: Season 6, sometime between Older and Far Away and Entropy
Her whole body was in rebellion against her. Her hands wouldn’t stop trembling. The dull ache in her head wouldn’t go away. And when it didn’t feel like someone was choking the life out of her, she felt sick to her stomach.
Each day seemed harder than the last, and each night seemed even worse. But having Tara in her life again made her more determined to completely withdraw from magic, from power.
Willow breathed deeply. Standing in front of the full length mirror, she put on her resolve face. “Self, I’m rebelling against your rebellion.”
Title: More, More, More
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Rebel (open_on_sunday)
Character(s)/Pairing: Buffy (implied Buffy/Spike)
Setting: Season 6 - As You Were-ish
“More, more, more,” the radio sang. And all Buffy could think of then was Spike. That Billy Idol song, “Rebel Yell,” had been playing that one time they’d had sex in the backseat of his DeSoto. All crowded and friction-y and…
She scrubbed at the dark patch on her yellow coat, as if removing the stain would erase everything they’d done.
She knew better.
“Yeah, this is wrecked,” she sighed. She looked up at the wall clock. Spike should be awake soon.
Grabbing the damaged coat, she headed out of the house.
“More, more, more,” the radio sang.
Title: Rebelling Against the Rebellion
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Rebel (open_on_sunday)
Character(s)/Pairing: Willow
Setting: Season 6, sometime between Older and Far Away and Entropy
Her whole body was in rebellion against her. Her hands wouldn’t stop trembling. The dull ache in her head wouldn’t go away. And when it didn’t feel like someone was choking the life out of her, she felt sick to her stomach.
Each day seemed harder than the last, and each night seemed even worse. But having Tara in her life again made her more determined to completely withdraw from magic, from power.
Willow breathed deeply. Standing in front of the full length mirror, she put on her resolve face. “Self, I’m rebelling against your rebellion.”