For open_on_sunday
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Rating: G

Prompt: Square

If he were a superhero, she’d notice. Then it’d be “Xander, come patrolling,” not “bring the donuts?”

They were right. The Slayer shouldn’t crush on a vampire. Right. That’s why she cried when he wasn’t at her window, again. She had to find out what changed.

“To the good old times,” Angel touched his beer bottle to Spike’s. Since his granchilder arrived, old memories surfaced. Spike’s blank stare hurt, though.

“No such thing.” What the bloody fuck did Angel want now? Kept asking to meet, and it was pointless conversation. Spike itched to leave… to follow his clueless boy about.

For open_on_sunday
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Xander
Rating: G

Prompt: Change

Bow tie undone, snowy white shirt wrinkled, face drawn and rough from the five o’clock shadow that crept up on him during the night... he looked so different from the man who’d dressed meticulously, shaved so smooth even An commented, and walked with a spring in his step. How did someone have his entire life ahead of him lose it all in one moment?

“Get your ass up here boy... need Tylenol... damn cheap wedding liquor!”

At the sound of his father’s slurred words, Xander listlessly got off the lazy-boy. The more things changed... the more they stayed the same.

For open_on_sunday
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Drabble set (Buffy/Spike)(Spike/Xander)(Giles/Spike...kinda)
Rating: NC 17

written for catscorner who would probably prefer to read Weslow ::grins::

Prompt: "Insomnia"

( This Way To Insomniac Cafe )

The Mistress posted a challenge to write about someone talking about the best
sex they ever had in less than 50 words, and not to let people guess who the other half of the pair is, so here it goes:

Pairing: Xander & Guess


“Oh yes, that time against the tree ... that was the best time,” Xander said with enthusiasm, turning to face his lover.

“What about the time on the boat, forget that, did you?.”

“Ooh, at the marina.. yup—“

“See the common factor?”

“You?” Xander laughed. “Always ‘bout you!”


(I am posting my heart out because my houseguest is a way for a few days and I'm around!)

_normal_girl_ is holding a birthday party for her own birthday, and asked for drabbles over at birthday100

Author: Cas virtualpersonal
Characters: Anya, Xander
Prompt: Hello Kitty Journal


Xander ran his hand lightly over the little pink book, then tapped his index finger over it. “She left it here.”

Anya looked up from the ledgers. “Dawn’s journal? She’ll come back for it.”

“I know... I’m just sayin’....”

“You’re saying nothing so far. Now let me concentrate, I have to start all over,” she said, pulling her calculator closer.

“No, I mean... what do you think’s in it?”

Frustrated, she blew a strand of hair face. “It’s a journal. It’s got sex in it.”

“Huh... nooo,” Xan raised his hand half over his eyes. “It’s got a kitten on it. It says ‘hello kitty,’ and not the kind you’re thinking about. I’ts about icecream...”

“Sex”

“And dolls, and dresses...”

“Sex”

“And... and her uncle Xander....”

“Sex, sex, sex... did she put your name in there,” Anya demanded.

“An...” he flipped the journal open, then quickly dropped it shut. Clearing his throat, he gave his girlfriend a firm look. “Journals are private... you never read anyone else’s journal. It would be rude.”

“I knew it!”

For open_on_sunday
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Buffy/Angel; Buffy/Spike; Spike/Xander
Rating: PG 13

Prompt: "Broken"


Buffy saw Xander bent over the table, so intent he didn’t notice her. “Xander, what are you doing?”

He didn’t answer... he moved the broken shards around, trying to piece them together, trying to make them fit... make it whole.

“Xan?” Worried, she looked over his shoulder. “Xan?” He hadn’t been the same since Anya died, well none of them had, but he seemed the most affected.

“Oh God, it’s broken.”

She didn’t understand his anguish. It was only a garden gnome... a butt ugly one at that, something Spike had given him as a joke.

“It was his.”

“So?”

For open_on_sunday
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Buffy/Angel; Buffy/Spike; Spike/Xander
Betaed by: iadorespike
Rating: R


( Buffy/Angel - Convention prompt )

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( Spike/Buffy - "convention" prompt )

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( Spike/Xander - "writing" prompt )

For open_on_sunday

Title/prompt: Heat
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Spike/Xander
Betaed by: iadorespike, without whose help, “Cas in a 100 words” might be an impossibility.
Rating: PG

Vampires didn’t sweat, but Angel could swear that a drop was rolling down his forehead. He punched his pillow, rolled over. and determinedly closed his eyes.

No dice. It was October—what was with the freaky weather? A loud snarl erupted from his throat as he tossed and turned in the heat.

In the lobby, Xander giggled and answered Spike’s inquiring look. “I might have turned the thermostat up all the way and closed all the vents except the vents to Angel’s room.”

Understanding dawned and a mischievous smile lit up Spike’s face, “Ah...I like the way you think, pet.”

For open_on_sunday

Title/prompt: Cat/Kittens
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Spike/Xander
Betaed by: iadorespike, without whose help, “Cas in a 100 words” might be an impossibility.
Rating: PG 13

Two related drabbles:

( Poof )

( Roar )

For open_on_sunday

Title/prompt: Paternity
Author: Cas (virtualpersonal)
Characters: Spike/Xander
Betaed by: iadorespike
Rating: PG 13



“He was a drunk... he never cared about anything but the bottle... him and the damned bottle.” Xander’s voice broke, “I wanted him to care about me.

“I know.” Spike walked around what lay on the ground between them.

“He wasn’t a father.”

“He wasn’t your father.”

“What?” Xan’s eyes widened. “Are you sure?”

Spike squatted down and ran his finger through the blood pooling at the side of Mr. Harris’ head… then licked it. “Nope... not a trace of you in it.”

Straightening, he stared at the bruise healing on the side of Xander’s throat. “I’m your daddy now.”

I don't do many drabbles because I'm wordy... but here goes nothing ::grins::

For open_on_sunday

Title/prompt: Payback
Author: Cas
Characters: Wesley, Angel
Betaed by: iadorespike
Rating: PG 13


Years had passed and Wesley no longer rasped when he spoke, but time had not mended their estrangement. They met often, only by chance, as each pursued his quest to vanquish evil. And each time, the vampire’s gaze held only hate and recrimination. Proud as ever, Wesley used his silence as a cloak and shield. It protected him, but it also held the bitterness inside.

It was dark and rainy. Angel was slumped over a grave, his shoulder’s shaking slightly. His son.... killed by his own hand, an accident.

Wes quietly approached. “This time I didn’t interfere. Happier now?”

“Bastard.”