From the Ashes, 1/4 for Willa's Fractured Fairytale Ficathon

Author: darkhavens
Title: From the Ashes
Pairing: Spike/Xander, with hints of Giles/Wes, Spike/Harmony, Xander/Angel, Giles/Ethan
Rating: PG-13
Email: darkhavens@slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
For: spikess
Remit
Title of fairy tale/folk tale/myth/legend: The tale of Brynhild, Sigurd, and Gunnar
Pairing and/or characters you want: Surprise me ^_^ Prefer either Spike or Xander or Spander
Rating desired: whatever you'll give me
Three things you want to see: angst. romance.
Two things you don't want to see: Buffy or Connor as a main character
Summary: Set in such a completely Alternate Reality that it might even be on another planet. It's a story full of magic and love and treachery and deceit, and while the Norse saga ends in a romantic but ultimately fatal fashion, I stand by my decision to never kill my boys... permanently.
A/N: Hope you like it, Bryn, even though I mangled huge parts of it. The damn thing got away from me and just kept growing! (10,000 words plus.)


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Sundae Morning, a solo drabble for open_on_sunday's challenge #88 - Food/Eating

I wrote this several hours ago, but LJ has been a complete asshat today and hasn't let me post for the last seven hours, except for this solitary drabble, which was all I could manage through my haze of frustration.

Enjoy!

I need chocolate


Author: darkhavens
Title: Sundae Morning
Pairing: Spike/Xander
Rating: PG for mental pictures (What? You telling me you can see through cream?)
Email: darkhavens@slashverse.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. No harm, no foul, no money made.
Note: Originally posted here: Sundae Morning


Xander swallowed a mouthful of vanilla ice cream and let out a long, hungry moan. Then he began to lick away at the mounds of whipped cream, gathering up scattered chopped nuts as he went. His tongue mapped trails of strawberry sauce, pausing occasionally to nibble at the sweet candied cherry perched on top.

Spike looked down the length of his prone, naked body, and watched in awe as his mate consumed enough sugar to kill an entire diabetic ward. He loved it when Xander got creative.

"Aren't you supposed to have a banana in there somewhere?"

"Got you instead."