Sorry, later than planned due to a heavy rewrite then a reshuffle due to a plot flaw spotted by the erstwhile myfeetshowit . Working My Way Back To You No characters were harmed in the making of this fic. They do not belong to me, but are the property of Fox Entertainment and Mutant Enemy. Summary: Spike/Buffy. Post-Chosen, Post Hellbound. What did you think the First Evil was doing...

Two nights running I've dreamt of buying soup in a post-Pulse noodle shop. I don't even like soup much. Today I also had a second dream I was having a baby (it was a boy btw). What do you think all that means, eh? .

I was meant to be doing the last polishes to the next chapter of Working My Way Back to You , but my brain, being my brain and all, decided otherwise: Title: Inner Mysteries Author: bogwitch Rating: All Character: Sam, Dean Spoilers: Season 3 Word Count: 100 Disclaimer: Characters were harmed in the making of this fic. Nothing Supernatural belongs to me, but is the property of hell hellish corporate...

I finally had time to have a go at the 20 first lines meme that's spreading like virulent infection. There's a bit of guess the fandom, plus a few unfinished works I have yet to show the world... 1. "They come," Illyria pronounces out of the blue, her words weighty and bitter as they echo through her vast and vacant halls. 2. “Hey Max sugar, can I borrow yo silver top?” 3. "I'll see you in...

Yesterday Bogwitch actually did something interesting with her life (apart from writerconuk , of course). I went ghostfacing! Oh yeah, those ghosts were faced . The White Hart Hotel is over 600 years old and is one of the most haunted places in St Albans (which in turn is apparently one of the most haunted towns in Britain) and they do a dinner and ghost tour once a month. Of course...

Yes. I went to writerconuk . Yes. I had a good time. Yes. I am too lazy to write up a report. In other news I have burnt my finger on my dinner. Ow. Ow. Ow. .

Panic over. Not that many here will be interested in my dabbling in the Dark Angel universe., but this isn't the story I was working on, nor is it the last minute replacement, both which got too complicated for the deadline. This drabble nicks a chunk of the second story and filfuls my ficathon commitment, giving me more time to work out how to finish the other stories. Title: Addiction Author...

::yawn:: ::stretch:: I had a bloody dream about the Writercon goody bags. They haunt me even in sleep! They're finished, so aren't even the thing I should be worried about. ::eyes unfinished Dark Angel ficathon assignment that's due in a couple of days with rising panic:: .

Due to a near disasterous missing flash drive incident, this one nearly didn't make it, but it's a plucky little thing and here it is: Title: Memory Loss Author: bogwitch Rating: Um. PG-13? Character: Dean Spoilers: Post No Rest for the Wicked Word Count: 100 Disclaimer: Characters were harmed in the making of this fic.Nothing Supernatural belongs to me, but is the property of hell hellish corporate...

The return of the tentacles! Title: There's No One Quite Like Grandma Author: Bogwitch Warnings: None really. Unless you don't like things that squirm. Pairing: Spike/Illyria Summary: A dark post-apocalypse family fic. An out-take from the Succour tentacle-verse that was never actually an in-take. Sequel of sorts to Succour and Sucker . Notes: From a prompt offered by myfeetshowit ...