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Symbology by femmenerd (PG-13ish)
Fandom: BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER / ANGEL: THE SERIES
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Length: ~600 words
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femmenerd
Author Website:fics_de_femme
Why this must be read: Another simple happy ending, but of a different nature. Here, Angel is still a vampire, but they make it work, something that by the end of both series seemed possible. Femmenerd captures both the epic-ness that makes them click as champions and the minutiae that make them click as people.
She shows up on his doorstep and says, “I’m baked now.” There are years of other lovers, other joys, struggles and solitude writ across her face in crow’s feet and laugh lines, subtle but there. He hasn’t seen his own image in over two hundred and fifty years, but Angel’s fairly certain he still looks the same. He’s not.
He smiles down at her slowly, blinking in recognition, not entirely surprise. “Still with that metaphor?” She rolls her eyes, steps forward.
Angel opens the door, and lets Buffy come inside.
Symbology
Pairing: Buffy/Angel
Length: ~600 words
Author on LJ:
femmenerd Author Website:
fics_de_femmeWhy this must be read: Another simple happy ending, but of a different nature. Here, Angel is still a vampire, but they make it work, something that by the end of both series seemed possible. Femmenerd captures both the epic-ness that makes them click as champions and the minutiae that make them click as people.
She shows up on his doorstep and says, “I’m baked now.” There are years of other lovers, other joys, struggles and solitude writ across her face in crow’s feet and laugh lines, subtle but there. He hasn’t seen his own image in over two hundred and fifty years, but Angel’s fairly certain he still looks the same. He’s not.
He smiles down at her slowly, blinking in recognition, not entirely surprise. “Still with that metaphor?” She rolls her eyes, steps forward.
Angel opens the door, and lets Buffy come inside.
Symbology