The "Big Bad" -Spike

Spike 'ere. Now let's get one thing straight, I say what I want, I do what I want, I go where I want, whenever I want. 'less there's a problem with the sun, of course //M!A status: none

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//hey there kiddies, me and Spike are BACK, moved to a new page (same good ol' url your used to) so head on over to

The "Big Bad" -Spike

Spike 'ere. Now let's get one thing straight; I say what I want, I do what I want, I go where I...

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//it's not munday but here have a shirtless pic of the mun anyway

Made a big step in body positivity today and was shirtless at pride for a few hours

Also featuring the new blood vial neckless that my boyfriend got me for my birthday

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//sorry I keep coming back and disappearing so much. between dr appointment, physical therapies, moving, and med changes it’s been difficult to get on. should be done moving soon and almost done with all the immediate dr appointments so I should be able to get stuff done here soonish. might try to get a couple small replies done today we’ll see (I don’t like this computer I’m having to use right now so idk I have to fight it to do things)

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multi muse blog for the men of Sunnydale

//recently created a multi muse because I miss rping some of the others and I figure it will be easier to keep up on if they’re all in one place. Spike is located here and there as well hoping I can find him more people to rp with 

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“ … is there something you want? “

“Really want to play this game, love? You know what I want.”

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A repulsed shudder runs down the length of the slayers spine as the words pass his lips, her eyes lingering on his for a mere second before darting away, searching for any other place to look other than him. It was true, they had shared an intimate moment. Or two. Or five. But no more. It ended now.

“Maybe I do. But that doesn’t mean you’re going to get it, Spike.” Ever. Again

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“That’s what you said last time, too.” And the time before that. And the time before. This dance was becoming familiar and he was fine to keep it up for now. Buffy would pretend to take the high road and tell him no but she kept saying yes in the long run. He just had to wait it out until she did.

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Disgust oozed from every pore in the slayers lithe frame as she stepped away, lip curling in response. Arms curled themselves protectively around her body, as if to shield it from eyes that were all too familiar with it. Though she had clothing on, whenever she was around him, she felt – naked. Vulnerable. Something that she, as the slayer should never have to feel.

Tipping her chin up slightly, her eyes once again found his and when she spoke, she spoke through gritted teeth.

“Get out of here, Spike”

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“You’re not fooling anyone, Slayer. We both know you want me. You like getting to be so raw, so primal. Don’t think about it, just let yourself enjoy it.” Spike slid in closer to her with his signature cheeky smirk firmly in place.

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Yes, mistress

32- Let’s try the toys I brought.

Walking into the bedroom, Faith had a very devious smile on her lips and very little else on. In her hand she held what appeared to be a strap on dildo as she approached the bed.

“So Spike, I was thinking, we should really try the toy I bought, doncha think?”

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Shifting away from Spike and up on her knees, Faith’s eyes run over his alabaster skin covered with a glistening sheen of sweat and draws her hand slowly along his spine.

“My poor Spike, so hard and needy!” her voice soft and sympathetic. “You want to fuck me?”

Her hand caresses over the firm round globe of her ass, bringing her hand down hard with a sharp smack before soothing it slowly over the blazing red hand print and back upwards again,

“Do you want me to let you cum, Baby?” she coos, her hand suddenly grasping his swollen, hard cock simply ready to burst. “I can turn up the toy in your ass while you fuck me, or maybe get the really, REALLY big one? Would you like that? Would you like me to stuff your dirty little fuck hole with the bigger vibrator while you fuck me good and hard, Spike?” she purrs, thumb stroking along the head of his cock, smearing the precum around and around as she teased him some more.

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He let out a few involuntary whines and whimpers as she teased him some more. Her words and her touch were getting to be too much and he was loving every second of it. “Please, Mistress, please fill my needy hole. I want to feel it stretched open while I fuck you, it would make me cum so hard” he pleaded, followed quickly with a “when you say I can cum” so he wouldn’t get in trouble for assuming he could just cum while he fucked her without getting the okay from her. “I need to be inside you. My cock is so hard it hurts I need to fuck you. I need it so bad. Please, please let me cum.”

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[Text] Goodmorning, love. Hope you were able to get some rest last night and the kid didn’t keep you up too late

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[Text} Blood. Got it. You know… I could let you take a little nip off of me if you are a good boy… Or really naughty. Haven’t done that in awhile.

[Text} Either way I’m leaving now and I might not be wearing a bra or panties.

[Text] ;-)

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[text] thanks, pet ;)

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Ask me something about my muse's childhood you've wanted to know.

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domestic couple starters

“you forgot to take the trash out again.”

“do you think we should just order in tonight?”

“what’s the point of making the bed if we’re just gonna mess it up?”

“will you pick up your clothes? it’s like a pig-sty in here.”

“you cooked, it’s only fair that i clean.”

“i haven’t shaved in like a week.”

“let me run you a bath.”

“you used all the hot water.”

“oh come on, i just cleaned the kitchen!”

“can you stop using my bath bombs? they’re expensive.”

“dinner was ready a half hour ago.”

“you cooked me dinner?”

“i had to carry you to bed last night, you were exhausted.”

“do you even know how to load a dishwasher?”

“your red sock turned all my whites pink.”

“what’s with the hat? are you having a bad hair day?”

“we’ve spent too much on pay per view this month.”

“are you watching porn?”

“next time it’s your turn to do the dishes.”

“my parents are coming over for dinner tomorrow.”

“play hooky and let’s sleep in tomorrow.”

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protector / protectee starters

“no. you can’t go, it’s too dangerous.”

“it’s not dangerous. i’ll be fine.”

“i’m not going to let anything happen to you.” 

“you can’t keep me safe from everything.”

“just be careful.” 

“i’m always careful.”

“you’re going to get yourself hurt.”

“i won’t get hurt, i promise.”

“i won’t let them hurt you.”

“you can’t save me from this.”

“please try and stay out of trouble.”

“if anything happened to you…” 

“i’m not sure how to keep you safe.”

“i’m not going to let you out of my sight.”

“this is the only way to keep you safe.”

“you can’t keep an eye on me twenty four seven.”

“everywhere you go, i go.”

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

“it’s my job to protect you.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you.”

“no one will hurt you as long as i’m breathing.”

“you don’t understand how dangerous this is.”

“please come back in one piece.”

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dom nsfw/smut starters.

get on your knees. now.

i thought i told you to shut up.

don’t make me slap that pretty little mouth.

you sure you can fit all of me? it might hurt.

tell me what you want.

you’re not in charge here, i am. 

you’ll get my cock when you earn it. 

i can’t wait to bruise up this body.

every hole is mine, you hear me? 

get those panties down and bend over. 

the next time you sass off to me i’ll take you over my knee.

tell me again who’s cunt this is. 

look at me, i wanna see that pretty face. 

spread those legs, now.

you do as you’re told, understand?

clean yourself up before i’m ready for you again. 

that’s a good pet, keep going, just like that. 

open wider- wider, i said. 

spread those cheeks apart for me. 

don’t be scared, it’ll feel good, i promise.

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He hadn’t made it out in time, watching silently as she walked past obliviously headed for the office. Spike tried to slip away quickly but froze when he heard his name. Busted. Great, now she was going to think he was some crazy stalker or something. Wouldn’t be the first time. “…was a bit crazy out last night, just wanted to see if you got any bitten bodies in but clearly you just got here and wouldn’t know yet so I’ll just get out of your way…” he lied (poorly) with a sheepish smile, backing toward the steps to leave the morgue.

Liv frowned at his excuse, trying to work out if she believed him, shrugging off her jacket. “Uh-huh. And you needed the flowers and hot sauce to sweet talk me into things?” She raised an eyebrow, folding her arms. 

There was no way he remembered it was her birthday, surely. Everyone else seemed to have somehow ended up busy.

“I don’t need blackmail or bribery to pull favours for people, Spike.” That was clearly what this was. “Just need you not to be an ass.”

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There she went, just like everyone else, assuming the worst of him. His jaw twitched as he fought himself over how to respond. It would be best to just let her think he was being an ass and leave now, after all that was what he wanted in the first place, wasn’t it? To slip out. But Spike didn’t work that way, he always had to say something, didn’t he?

“I thought you could use a little pick-me-up, though maybe you’d be happier with just the stiffs.” Great job, attitude was sure to make her birthday great.

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“Team who now?” Team Z? That was a new one. Though he couldn’t say he was too surprised, there were ‘team’s and ‘gang’s all over the place and he couldn’t be expected to remember every group and who they were for or against, unless they were out to get him.

He wasn’t aware of who Team Z were, despite sporting the classic looks that came with zombieism. “Just… The blond hair. That’s usually… You saying that’s a style choice?”

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”Like you’re one to talk” he sneered back, brows furrowing in annoyance. Clearly she’d struck a bit of a nerve with that one.

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“Been usin’ it long enough it might as well be.” Did it count as ‘common law’ if it’s the name he’s mostly been using for the last hundred years? “But if you wanna get all technical then no. But it’s what most people know me by anymore.”

“Spike it is, then.” She smiled in return, and as she caught his gaze, the recognition of how something seemed so surreal yet familiar about him catching her off-guard. “So… You part of Team Z, then?” 

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“Team who now?” Team Z? That was a new one. Though he couldn’t say he was too surprised, there were ‘team’s and ‘gang’s all over the place and he couldn’t be expected to remember every group and who they were for or against, unless they were out to get him.

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//not munday yet but I feel good about this picture so here you go 😘

Also I'm debating whether or not to record me singing for you guys because I haven't done that in a long time

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//was hoping I would have the energy to do replies today but mental bullshit is kicking my arse

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//when you love a show that's based on a book so you get the book and find out the writing isn't very good > > so far it reads like a rough draft of someone trying real hard to flex on their vocabulary while sacrificing proper sentence structure and rhythm