#xander x anya

[liam-summers]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer | 06.06 - All the Way; shooting script description.

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[the-powerofthree]

btvs challenge 🏹 favorite 'once more with feeling' song

               ↳ xander and anya - i'll never tell

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Most Divorced Buffy Couple Tournament

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer | 5.03 “The Replacement”

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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | 4.18 — Where the Wild Things Are

[petpluto]

I wish the show had given us more glimpses into Xander and Anya’s relationship away from the rest of the gang. What we do see seems sweet, and they both are at ease and calm with each other in ways they’re not - for a variety of reasons - in public. In OMwF before the singing, Xander is content and excited to make them breakfast. And what we do hear about their relationship in front of the scoobs is snippets of Xander actively trying to help Anya integrate into the gang (and the world at large) and setting boundaries.

I know Xander’s “employee - employer vocabulary no-nos” bother some in both content and delivery; but to me, it’s representative of Xander’s understanding of Anya’s personality and both her attributes and limitations, and how hard he works to help her. He anticipates where Anya and Giles will clash, and works to mitigate those clashes to help insulate Anya from Giles’ annoyance and wrath. Xander sat down and came up with at least 5 but potentially more areas he saw where there would most likely be conflict, and worked with Anya to overcome them. He can’t go to Giles - he isn’t Giles’ favorite person either. But he can think about how to help Anya, and how to guide her in this one area. He puts so much more thought in how to help Anya have a genial relationship with Giles than he does for himself, and he wanted Giles to see him as a son at one point.

And when Anya does things he finds uncomfortable, says things he finds uncomfortable, he has conversations with her in private about it. "Ok... remember how we talked about private conversations and how they're less private when they're in front of my friends?” He isn’t perfect (and neither is Anya), but he does try to address his and his friends’ discomfort. And he eventually compromises. He either bends or accepts Anya’s ways, and even talks openly about being bathed in a sexy way, not a geriatric way.

Anya loves Xander. I believe it because she continually faces her worst fear - death - to be with him. But Xander wholeheartedly loves Anya, too. He’s snarky and sometimes cutting, but the sheer amount of *time* he spends on their relationship and Anya’s relationship with the others is his declaration of love.

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Spooky Season is upon us. I made this while watching the Halloween episode

[wikiangela]

"you left her at the altar but you still wanna date" lmao what the fuck Xander, in what world would that be okay? 😂

why was he so scared of ""forever"", were divorces not a thing in the early 2000s, like dude... 😂😂😂 (on the other hand, what does it say about me and my perception of marriage that my first thought was: if it doesn't work out you can just get divorced 🤦🏻‍♀️😂)

and it's like, he had months to voice his doubts (and anyone who watched the show can see that he had doubts - every time she would get excited about planning the wedding he looked like he wanted to run) it wasn't just the fake future Xander 😂😂

are they expecting me to feel bad for him now? because I'm sitting here laughing my ass off at his misery because fuck you dude, you left her at the altar and now you like "oh I love her so much and I miss her" too fucking late 🖕😂

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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER — 5x15: I Was Made to Love You.

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[pennywaltzy]

The Last Twenty-Four Hours (BtVS)

So this is one of my old Buffyverse fic, posted to AO3 with some formatting changes and minor edits. The parts in italics are direct quotes from the show (there's a list of which episodes in the authors notes on AO3). It's an apocalypse fic, of the non-demonic variety, and shows how everyone copes. Enjoy!

The Last Twenty-Four Hours - There are twenty-four hours left before Sunnydale's destroyed and no one can stop it.

READ @ AO3

"It's all over then, isn't it?" Buffy asked, over the muffled sobs of Willow and Tara.

Giles nodded. "I'm afraid it is. There is nothing you can do."

"But I'm the slayer, it's what I do!"

"This isn't a demon, Buffy. I'm afraid this is quite out of your hands." Giles took off his glasses, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "The comet is to hit in Nepal. That won't make much of a difference to us. But the earthquake that is to hit only moments later will. It will start in San Francisco and travel down the San Andreas fault, breaking California into parts and causing massive tidal waves."

"So those lucky enough to survive the earthquake might not have a chance at all?" Xander asked.

"I'm afraid so. We have twenty-four hours everyone. That is all." Giles sat down on his couch. "I suggest you use the time wisely."

*** 5 PM ***

Buffy packed bags for Dawn and her mother. After telling them what was happening, they felt the need to leave. Dawn was still the Key, and nothing could help that. She tried hard not to cry...there really was no safe place in California, but Giles said New York should be okay. Amazingly, no one else was planning on leaving. They had all known they were going to die one way or another.

The only other person going with them was Spike. Good old Spike...he'd volunteered. Even he seemed afraid to stay. said all the demons were hightailing it out of California. And that meant he knew Joyce and Dawn might not be safe, so he said he'd go. He had no idea what this meant to her, even after the horrible way she'd treated him after he admitted he loved her. She needed to show him.

She had to.

*** 6 PM ***

Anya lay in bed, waiting for Xander. They were both fully clothed, which was unusual for them. "Have you called Cordelia?"

He nodded, sitting next to her. "Yeah. She and I spent a half hour apologizing. She told everyone except Angel."

"Why didn't she tell Angel?"

"He's in New York, hunting a demon there. It was important. She's sure he'll be safe there. She told me...she hoped I had been happy." He took one of Anya's hands in his. "I've been very happy, with you. Have I ever told you that?"

"No, not really."

"I'm the happiest I've ever been, Anya. If there was time, I'd marry you."

"Marry me?" she said in a shocked voice. Then she looked at the clock "Come on."

*** 7 PM ***

Willow and Tara stood, beaming, as the Justice of the Peace asked if anyone objected. Both of them shook their heads. "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride," he said, looking at Xander and Anya, who were already doing just that.

"Congratulations!" the two women chorusedd, sharing hugs. Anya was crying, Willow was crying, Tara was crying...even Xander was leaking a few tears.

"I just wish you two..." Xander began, but Willow shook her head.

"We've already done a Wiccan bonding ceremony. That's enough," Willow said as Tara nodded. "Besides, you two...we knew it would happen eventually." She then looked at the two of them. "And here's our gift to you. We used my dad's credit card."

Tara handed them two plane tickets. "You two, you get out of here. Live a long life."

Xander looked choked up. "Will, Tara..."

"Just go," Willow said, brushing away a tear. "Go."

*** 8 PM ***

Spike didn't doze. He simply let the small blonde girl sleep in his arms. She'd tried to sleep with him, and just couldn't. He wouldn't have taken advantage of her anyhow. He kissed her forehead lightly. He had dreamed of a moment like this, where she laid in his arms like this, where she breathed in and out softly and slept. He hadn't imagined it would be because the world as they knew it now was going to change drastically.

He knew his sire was in New York. Spike had sent him on a wild goose chase there, knowing that this prophecy was going to happen. All the vampires in Sunnydale knew; he just hoped Angel didn't. And now he was going to do the hardest thing he could think of.

He was going to send Buffy to him.

But for now, he'd let her sleep.

*** 9 PM ***

Xander and Anya looked at their bags. "Should we go?" Anya asked.

"Yes," Xander said. Anya looked ready to argue, but Xander held his hand up. "Willow and Tara would never have given us these tickets if they thought we wouldn't use them. We can have a future together. We can have children and live a life that they can't."

"But I feel...selfish."

Xander nodded wearily. "I do too. But I know them. They'll find a way out of here. I hope."

Anya took his hand in hers, their fingers entwined, two simple gold bands the only new additions to the familiar sight. "They will. Even if I have...to..." She thought for a moment. "I have an idea."

*** 10 PM ***

Giles knew the vampires were gone. He could sit at Jenny's grave in peace. But even if there were vampires, he'd fight them off, get a few more hours of life before the inevitable end. "Jenny. I will be seeing you soon," he said, reaching out to touch her headstone. "I know you wanted me to live for a long time and grow old, and get over my fear of computers. But I won't do that, not now. Now, I will be with you again."

He took a drink of the alcohol he'd brought with him It was a superstition that to drink while sitting on the grave of a person who liked alcohol that you would not get drunk, and he knew for a fact that the person who's grave was next to Jenny's liked to drink. And after drinking half the bottle, Giles felt no different.

Call it a parting gift of some sort.

*** 11 PM ***

The slow sound of Willow's breathing let Tara know she was asleep. It was easy to tell when her lover was asleep. Her chest rose and fell in a steady pattern. Her hair moved not an inch, and her face had a serene look to it. Giving those tickets to Xander and Anya had been so hard for Willow to do. She knew they'd use them, though, not because they wanted to leave them but because they knew that's really what Willow wanted.

And Tara wanted that, too.

She continued to watch Willow sleep, a strange comfort falling over her.

*** 12 AM ***

Buffy woke up, no longer feeling Spike's lean body next to hers. But there was a note and a plane ticket and his duster laid over her carefully. She unfolded the note and read it.

"Slayer, you're needed more than I am. Go with your family to New York, protect Dawn. The world needs a good person, not an evil demon with a chip. The duster is yours, to remember me. The poem on the other page is for Dawn. Go find your soul mate, Angel. He's there. I sent him there."

She traced his simple but elegant handwriting, then pulled the duster on. "Mom! Dawn! We have to go!"

"We?" she heard Dawn mumble. Her bedroom door opened. "Where's Spike?"

Buffy handed Dawn the poem. "He left."

Joyce entered the room. "Buffy, what is it?"

"The plane leaves in two hours. We have to go soon."

"I thought Spike--"

"He told me to go." She opened up her suitcase, throwing in clothing and other things. "And I'm going to do what he says."

*** 1 AM ***

"I think he got the message. He's taken a liking to Willow. He'll help her, I hope."

"How will he help?" Xander asked.

"Take them to his dimension or something. They'll be out of California by the time this hits." She looked at Xander. "The flight leaves in an hour. Should we tell them?"

"We'll tell them when they're in New York with us," Xander said, kissing Anya passionately. "And I know they'll be there."

*** 2 AM ***

"Buffy?" Xander said in surprise.

"Xander! Anya!" Buffy said, just as surprised as Xander had been.

Anya looked at Buffy. "Isn't that Spike's duster? Where is he?"

"Right here." Spike looked at all of them. "Go get on the plane, you two. Need a word with the Slayer."

Xander and Anya moved towards the gate. "Spike, come with us," Buffy said, but Spike shook his head.

"No, Buffy. I can't." He smiled ruefully. "The sunlight, remember?"

"Please," Buffy whispered. "I can't let you die."

"I'm already dead." He placed his hand on her face, wiping away a tear. "There's a spell in the pocket. Use it on Poof Boy. Live a long life with him. Name your first son William." He kissed her forehead. "Thank you for the dance. Now, board your plane and get the hell out of Sunnyhell."

Buffy nodded, picking up her carry-on and heading for the crammed gate, looking back to see Spike one last time.

He was gone.

And in a moment, so was she.

*** 3 AM ***

"Yeah. You know, I kinda had a problem with the math."

"Uh, which part?"

"The math. Can you help me out tonight, pleeeease, be my study buddy?"

"Well, what's in it for me?"

"A shiny nickel!"

"Okay. Do you have 'Theories in Trig'? You should check it out."

"Check it out?"

"From the library? Where the books live."

"Right, I'm there! See, I wanna change..."

*** 4 AM ***

"You're a snob!"

"I am no such thing."

"Oh, you are a big snob. You, you think that knowledge should be kept in these carefully guarded repositories where only a handful of white guys can get at it."

"Nonsense! I simply don't adhere to a, a knee-jerk assumption that because something is new, it's better."

"This isn't a fad, Rupert! We are creating a new society here."

"A society in which human interaction is all but obsolete? In which people can be completely manipulated by technology, well, well... Thank you, I'll pass."

"Well, ahem, I think you'll be very happy here with your musty, old books."

"These musty old books have a great deal more to say than in any of your...fabulous web pages."

"Hmm. This one doesn't have a whole lot more to say."

*** 5 AM ***

"Fe, fi, fo fum. I smell the blood of a nice ripe girl."

"Do we really need weapons for this?"

"I just like them. They make me feel all manly. The last Slayer I killed...she begged for her life. You don't strike me as the begging kind."

"You shouldn'ta come here."

"No. I've messed up your doilies and stuff. But I just got so bored. I'll tell you what. As a personal favor from me to you I'll make it quick. It won't hurt a bit."

"No, Spike. It's gonna hurt a lot."

*** 6 AM ***

"I'd rather be worm food than look at your pathetic face!"

"Then go! I'm not stopping ya!"

"I bet you wouldn't! I bet you'd let a girl go off to her doom all by herself!"

"Not just any girl. You're special."

"I can't believe that I'm stuck spending what will probably be my last few moments on Earth here WITH YOU!"

"I hope these are my last few moments! Three more seconds with you, and I'm gonna..."

"I'm gonna what? Coward!"

"Moron!"

"I hate you!"

"I HATE YOU! We so need to get outta here."

"Mm-hm!"

*** 7 AM ***

"It wasn't haunting me. It was showing me."

"Showing you?"

"What I am."

"Were."

"And ever shall be. I wanted to know why I was back. Now I do."

"You don't know. Some great evil takes credit for bringing you back and you buy it? You just give up?"

"I can't do it again, Buffy. I can't become a killer"

"Then fight it."

"It's too hard."

"Angel, please, you have to get inside."

*** 8 AM ***

"If someone could just wake me when it's time to go to college, that'd be great."

"Guys take a moment to deal with this: we survived."

"It was a hell of a battle!"

"Not the battle. High school. We're taking a moment and we're done."

"Well, school's done."

"It's sooo cool!"

"Why do demons even come here anymore?   I mean, don't they know?"

*** 9 AM ***

"Where is our relationship going?"

"Our what? Our who?"

"Relationship. What kind do we have. And what is it progressing toward?"

"I ... Uh ... We have a relationship?"

"Yeah. We went to the prom."

"Yeah, On our one and only date. Second date called on account of snake, remember? And the whole, you used to be a man-killing demon thing. Which to be fair, is as much my issue as it is yours."

"I can't stop thinking about you. Sometimes in my dreams, you're all naked."

"Really. You know if I'm in the checkout line at the Wal-Mart I've had the same one."

"So I can assume a standing Friday night date and a mutual recognition as Prom night as our dating anniversary."

"Anya. Slow down there. In fact, come to a screeching halt. See these things kind of have to develop on their own."

"Okay. How?"

"I don't know. I just -- happens."

*** 10 AM ***

"No candles? Well, I brought one. It's extra flamey. Tara, I have to tell you..."

"No, I-I understand. You have to be with the person you l-love."

"I am."

"You mean..."

"I mean. Okay?"

"Oh, yes."

"I feel horrible about everything I put you through. A-and I'm gonna make it up to you. Starting right now"

"Right now?"

*** 11 AM ***

"Please! Spike, you're a vampire."

"Angel was a vampire."

"Angel was good!"

"And I can be too. I've changed, Buffy."

"What, that chip in your head? That's not change. Tha-that's just...holding you back. You're like a serial killer in prison!"

"Women marry 'em all the time!"

"Uhh!"

"But I'm not...like that. Something's happening to me. I can't stop thinking about you."

"Uhh."

"And if that means turning my back on the whole evil thing-"

"You don't know what you mean! You don't know what feelings are!"

"I damn well do! I lie awake every night!"

"You sleep during the day!"

"Yeah, but- You are missing the point. This is real here. I love-"

"Don't!"

*** 12 PM ***

Giles woke up, surprised no one had bothered him at the grave site. He hadn't meant to fall asleep there, but perhaps it was for the best.

In five short hours, it wouldn't matter anyway.

He suspected the others had left. And instead of feeling angry or disappointed, he was glad for them. They were his children in a way, and he knew they deserved the chance to live full lives. He knew very well that those in Los Angeles had most likely left as well. A quick call to Angel prior to going to Jenny's grave had confirmed that there were tickets waiting for Wesley and Cordelia as well as their other associate, so now he could look forward to being together with Jenny again and not worry about anyone else he cared for.

*** 1 PM ***

Tara woke first. She touched Willow lightly. "Willow, where are we?"

"Anyanka asked for a favor. I gave it to her," D'Hoffryn answered. "You will be safe here. When the destruction is done, I will let you go to New York with the others."

Willow sat up. "I don't want to be a vengeance demon"

"I know," he replied. "I had no idea what you would want to take with you, so I put you both in a deep sleep and transported all your things. Anyanka does owe me or this, but someday, I should hope...you will decide to be a vengeance demon."

"Not likely," Willow said, but there was a smile on her face. "What does Anya owe you?"

"She'll name her first son after me. At least as his middle name." The demon shrugged. "Maybe before she dies I can persuade her to come back. She was the best we ever had."

"We'll make sure to tell her that," Tara said. "Now what?"

"Now, you wait."

*** 4 PM ***

The sun set slowly. And Spike didn't know why he'd headed for that particular graveyard. His mausoleum was on the other side of town. He'd wandered in the shadows as best he could that day after making sure Buffy boarded that plane. When she left, he felt a sense of pain that he had never felt before. And he just wanted to spend the last hour of his existence somewhere quiet.

And then he spotted him. "Giles?"

"Spike? Thought you were going with Dawn and Joyce."

Spike shook his head. "Sent Buffy with them. They need her more." He sat on the grave across from Giles, Jenny's grave in between them. "Xander and Anya left, too."

"What about Willow and Tara?"

"Haven't a clue. But knowing them, they're safe, too."

Giles nodded. "And you?"

"I figure will all of them gone, I could end 120 or so years peacefully and with no worries."

"I feel the same way."

*** 5 PM ***

It hit with no warning. There were screams, and there was terror, but for two people sitting by a gravestone, there was only peace. They had made the best of the last twenty-four hours of their existence.

They could have done no more than that.

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Most Divorced Buffy Couple Tournament

[nestaenthusiast]

The reason I love Anya and Xander so much is because they feel so mom and dad like. Like even in the beginning of their relationship they were bickering like an old couple. I can just see them with a gaggle of children and grandchildren and I love them😍

[moonah-rose]

Xander: I feel terrible. Buffy and Riley broke up at our party.

Anya: Xander, get over it, that was twenty minutes ago!