glitz

Welcome! I created this account to post my forays into digital fan art, and all things btvs/film related :)

[cronegloam]

guys im literally obsessed with this pause screen i accidentally got.... spoike literally making a @sunnyhellcalifornia spike art face...... <333333

[spikedru]

[shaunasimpman]

Buffy Summers Appreciation Meme: Favorite Hat

[glitzbtvs]

Arundhati Roy quotes. S6, “After Life”. Buffy and Spike.

[bakasara]

btw I’m obsessed with the fact that when s2-6 buffy lets spike get away with calling her every sort of pet name, you can chalk it up to the fact that spike’s EvilTM and she’s being the Bigger Person/acting unimpressed, BUT THEN s7 rolls around and spike just continues to do that and she just continues to let him?? pet. love. he’s calling her lamb in the same scene as he saves the world and she confesses her love? literally she’s into being babygirled if it’s spike and spike only. the amount of credit you gotta have with a person for that to happen. i wanna see anyone else try that shit. i don’t care for the comics except s10/11 but one thing s8 got right is that anyone else giving her the “pet” treatment immediately gets loud, insistent, yucked-out complaints from her. literally she likes it when it’s spike. i feel unwell

[bakasara]

#LITERALLY ONLY SPIKE IS ALLOWED TO BABYGIRLIFY HER #and that’s bc babygirls can babygirlify other babygirls (via @chasingfictions)

spuffy is ABSOLUTELY babygirl4babygirl

[jnjo]

Cléo from 5 to 7, 1962

[glitzbtvs]

“Sans Toi” song sequence. 

I'm an empty house [...]

Like a deserted isle

Reclaimed by the sea

My beaches slip away

Without you, without you

Beautiful in pure loss

Naked in the heart of winter

I am an empty corpse [...]

Dead in a glass coffin [...]

And if you come too late

They will bury me in the ground [...]

[sanshofox]

yay! finished them so far! btvs witches in love

would that be smth you’d be interested in to get as a tattoo or as partner tattoos?

[thejgatsbykid]

I think one of the sexy things spuffy missed out on that some other villain/hero ships got (ie captain swan) is buffy turning evil AFTER spike has been redeemed and flipping the script that way. The only risk here is that evil!Buffy would be too sexy and Spike would just decide to be evil again too

[glitzbtvs]

Unfinished doodles. The first is from BtVS 7x20, the second one has no referent because I’m trying to draw proportions without referents :) 

[art-junkiie]

Her Memories The Colour of Smoke

[glitzbtvs]

“Dead Things”, S6 BtVS. Digital sketch by me. 

Excerpt from Swinburne’s “Felise”.

[bakasara]

My soul is wrapped in harsh repose, midnight descends in raven colored clothes, but soft… behold! A sunlight beam cutting a swath of glimmering gleam. My heart expands, ‘tis grown a bulge in it, inspired by your beauty… effulgent. —William ‘Spike’ Pratt

5.07 // 6.16 // 7.03 // 7.17 // 7.22 | Spike + glowing

[glorianas]

You happen to me all over again

The Age Of Innocence (1992)

[netals]

Where are you, my lost love? Last Year at Marienbad (1961) dir. Alain Resnais

[normalgirlism]

—sue zhao

“The way I feel about you… it’s different. It’s real.” “I think it is. For you.”

[glitzbtvs]

BtVS “Touched”, digital sketch.

[glitzbtvs]

Digital sketches by me. Buffy and Spike, Touched (BtVS 7x20). 

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands

—E.E. Cummings