Title: “Five Ways NFA Probably Didn’t End”
Characters/Pairing: Angel, Connor, Spike, Buffy, Dawn and others
Summary: The title pretty much says it all, I think. The warnings are also pretty telling: “Sex, violence, sex and violence, weirdly kinky in a place or two. Er, and some parts may be sad.” So, that.
Why This Must Be Read: This fic actually leaves me kind of speechless. And I usually end up going back and rereading it again immediately because it's so textured it takes me two passes to absorb it properly. It almost reminds me of Virginia Woolf, but in a good way, not in a turgid, what-the-fuck-is-this-crazy-chick-trying-t
Something was infesting this city of Angel’s, writhing up the road branches, those crumbled monuments to asphalt, now churning with demons and dead and a lost walkie-talkie...