Spuffy Icons

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For my second and last post of the day, I have under the cut, 20 icons mostly comics.

Comic artwork done by Rebekah Isaacs

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Banners/Wallpapers

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For my first post of the day I have under the cut, 4 banners/wallpapers.

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[LINK] Fic: The Curious Case of the Campus Intruders (Chapter 1) by feliciacraft

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Author: feliciacraft 

Author’s Notes:
Hello and welcome to my posting day! I’d like to thank the mods for keeping this fine community going, and my fellow fans for keeping your Spuffy faith strong this many years! How ‘bout this season of the comics, huh? ;)
I have a new story for you. The first chapter’s all I have beta’d so far, but I hope to take full advantage of the Free-For-All days later. I would love to hear what you think so far (please please please)!

Title: The Curious Case of the Campus Intruders (Chapter 1)
Setting: Season 4, around the time of Pangs and Something Blue. Spike’s chipped and seeking asylum with the Slayer, but our pairing has yet to experience Willow’s spell.
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
Genre: Drama/action
Beta: The illustrous All4Spike. All remaining/fresh errors mine.
Comments: Would you please be so kind? :)

CHAPTER 1

“Hi-yaaah!”

Buffy unleashed another kick at the door, this time aiming her heel right above the antique brass knob. If the door itself didn’t give, the lock should. But just like her previous attempts, the door didn’t so much as shudder. No convenient clean break from the hinges, no satisfying dent in the size and shape of her cute yet sturdy pleather boot, not even a consolatory scuff mark.

“I don’t get it. This is wood, isn’t it?” She drummed her fingers lightly on the painted surface. It thudded convincingly. “I was expecting the same stake-explosion as the front door.”

Spike glanced at the pile of splintered wood blocking the entrance, and shrank away in distaste, almost bumping into her.

“If you’re aiming to dust me, Summers, there’s no need for an elaborate cover story. Drag me half way across town on some poorly-disguised witch-hunt. Here, I’ll make it easy for you. Don’t miss, alright?”

Before she could figure out what he was playing at, he’d already unbuttoned his maroon shirt and pulled it back, revealing a chiseled chest so smooth and pale in the vibrating fluorescent light that it almost glowed.

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