William the Bloody

Spike has moved to my multi at https://magicandsciencemuses.tumblr.com

[theblueeyedvampire]

     //officially moving spike to my multi at magicandsciencemuses. I have many other Buffyverse/Angelverse characters, as well as peeps from Altered Carbon, Stranger Things, The Expanse, Hannibal, Marvel, and more. Come play with me!

     all threads will be dropped from this account, but if we had something going, you’re welcome to plot with me and we can continue something in the same vein, if you’re still interested.

[winchestress]

[lisathevampireslayer]

[theblueeyedvampire]

lisathevampireslayer‌:

I could have danced all night with that one

[winchestress]

[ofdracones-blog-deactivated2022]

in no particular order, british slang i’d love to see incorporated into the harry potter rpc’s writing ( or at least, working class wizards raised in britain anyways ) / british characters in general, because you Do Not Know english until you’ve experienced british english :

knackered - exhausted.

shattered - MOST COMMONLY SCOTTISH. see knackered.

pissed - drunk… but also angry. it’s confusing, i know.

rat arsed - MOST COMMONLY NORTHERN ENGLISH. Really Drunk. extremely vulgar.

trollied - drunk.

naff - terrible, bad, shit.

proper - really. as in ‘ that was proper naff, that was. ’

dead - same as proper, ie ‘ she was dead chuffed. ’ can also mean quiet, empty, etc. ie ‘ the pub was absolutely dead, no one in sight! ’

chuffed - happy, pleased. alternatively, older brits may use the word ‘ chuffing, ’ which has a completely different meaning ( like a substitute for swearing to show annoyance, ie ‘ you’ve made a right chuffing mess! ’ )

sloshed - drunk.

plastered - drunk. we have a lot of phrases for drunk here, okay.

bloke - MOST COMMONLY USED IN LONDON. man, dude. usually of the older variety.

geezer - man, dude. usually of the older variety, or to describe a rather eccentric male. ie ‘ what a geezer! ’

lad - man, dude. usually of the younger variety. people in scotland may use the term ‘ laddie ’ instead.

one of the lads - a man who has been accepted or integrated into a male social group, ie ‘ don’t worry charlie, you’re one of the lads now! ’

minging - MOST COMMONLY USED IN EASTERN SCOTLAND / NORTHERN ENGLAND. disgusting, gross. can also be modified to describe a person, ie ‘ he’s a right minger! ’

rank - disgusting, gross.

dodgy - suspicious.

legless - Really Drunk. as in, can barely walk drunk.

miffed - annoyed.

pear-shaped - when something’s gone wrong, ie ‘ the plan went pear-shaped. ’

tits up - see pear-shaped.

skint - broke, out of money, ie ‘ i can’t get tickets for the match, i’m skint. ’

tosser - idiot.

swear down - MOST COMMONLY NORTHERN ENGLISH. promise, ie ‘ i swear down, i didn’t take your cake! ’

knickers in a twist - to get upset, ie ‘ don’t get your knickers in a twist! ’ the british variant of ‘ don’t get your panties in a bunch. ’

knobhead / nob - asshole. extremely vulgar. basically, you’re calling someone an utter penis.

wanker - asshole. vulgar. see knobhead.

prick - asshole.

muppet - idiot. can be used affectionately.

numpty - MOST COMMONLY USED IN SCOTLAND. idiot. can be used affectionately.

prat - idiot.

plonker - idiot.

twat - idiot. usually vulgar, ie ‘ you’re a fucking twat, mate! ’ however, can also be used as a verb, being to punch / hit someone. ie ‘ if i see that prick again, i’m gonna twat him! ’

pillock - idiot. look, we love our insults okay?

taking the mick / mickey / piss - having a joke, usually at another’s expense. ie ‘ you taking the piss, mate? ’

rubbish - trash. but also shit, bad, etc. ie ‘ that cake was absolutely rubbish! ’

tosh - ridiculous, bad, ie ‘ what a load of tosh! ’

pants - ridiculous, bad, ie ‘ ugh, that’s pants! ’

blimey - kind of our version of ‘ oh my god! ‘ or ‘ holy shit! ’

all mouth and no trousers - basically, someone who can talk the talk but can’t walk the walk. makes all these claims but can’t back it up. ie, gilderoy lockhart was all mouth and no trousers!

the dog’s bollocks - something that’s hot shit, great, amazing.

gob - mouth, usually as an insulting term, ie ‘ shut your gob! ’

gobsmacked - shocked, astounded.

gobshite - MOST COMMONLY USED IN IRELAND. a foolish / obnoxious / stupid person. ie ‘ come here, you little gobshite! ’

having a mare - having a stressful time.

wee / wee bit - EXCLUSIVELY SCOTTISH / NORTHERN IRISH. means little, ie ‘ it’s a wee bit chilly out there! ’

lass / lassie - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN ENGLISH / SCOTTISH / NORTHERN IRISH. girl, female. ie a man might refer to their girlfriend as ‘ our lass. ‘

bonnie - EXCLUSIVELY SCOTTISH. lovely, beautiful, ie ‘ what a bonnie lass! ’

bairn - EXCLUSIVELY SCOTTISH. a child, ie ‘ the wee bairns are fast asleep! ’

lush - EXCLUSIVELY WELSH. lovely, delightful, usually in reference to a thing or place, ie ‘ that chicken was lush! ’ but also someone who is sexually attractive, ie ‘ christ, he’s lush! ’ may be used as an insult in other areas of the uk, to describe drunk people.

mardy - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN ENGLISH. moody, sulky. see the arctic monkeys’ song mardy bum.

aye - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN ENGLISH / SCOTTISH / IRISH. yes, ie ‘ aye, i can do that. ’

butty - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN ENGLISH. sandwich. usually a chip butty, or a bacon butty.

butt - EXCLUSIVELY WELSH. a term of endearment when greeting someone, ie ‘ alright, butt! ‘

cwtch - EXCLUSIVELY WELSH. ( pronounced as cutch?? ) means a cuddle or a hug. also, funnily enough, a type of welsh beer!

love / duck / chick / chicken - EXCLUSIVELY YORKSHIRE / NORTHERN ENGLISH. terms of endearment, ie ‘ what’s up, chick? ’ ‘ you alright, love? ’ etc.

ta - MOST COMMONLY NORTHERN ENGLISH, but may be found in other areas. short for thank you, ie ‘ ta, love. ’

ma / da - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN IRISH. mother / father, ie ‘ how’s your da? ’

peelers - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN IRISH. police.

scundered - EXCLUSIVELY NORTHERN IRISH. embarrassed.

also, never forget cheeky nandos. thanks, @courfleur​!

feel free to reblog / add to this ((:

[kelmeckis]

[lookatthelights]

[faithsumners]

[theblueeyedvampire]

faithsumners‌:

You haven’t even come close to hurting me.

[scooby-gang]

[nobodytoldthehorse]

Apparently “spite” is not an ‘appropriate answer’ to “What motivates you?”

[biggest-gaudiest-poltergeist]

i don’t have all the answers, but i do have some pretty hilarious evasive responses

[theblueeyedvampire]

myricds‌:

          ❛   you know, you don’t have to be all bad-temper-y about it. i thought you’d like a chance to get out of the crypt for a bit.  ——sorry !   ❜     the last word was disjointed, as if cracked in half between the r’s in a parody of any actual apology. and to drive it home — if her tone wasn’t enough — she faked a pout right along with it, only letting it fade once she knew he was following.

        shrugging, her sarcasm continued undeterred.  ❛   maybe the uncle bob, one in the same, oh !   ❜    turning with false excitement in her eyes, she stopped in her tracks, halting their progress.   ❛   think he’ll give me his autograph ?   ❜     a roll of her eyes followed and she knew she was pushing it, but he had been particularly broody, not buffy’s fault he didn’t like having it pointed out to him.    ❛   anyway, i’m thinking bob is an alias, or maybe an acronym, but willy’s was exactly where my head was at about the whole thing ——as good a place to start as any, at least.   ❜

     He certainly did, but wasn’t about to reveal that fact to the Slayer and give her another avenue to tease him. There was nothing he could do inside his crypt besides read books he’d already read, watch the handful of lousy TV programs on the glitchy reception, or drink blood. And one couldn’t very well drink blood all the time and expect to maintain his figure.

     But blimey did she look cute as a button with her lower lip pouted out like that... Clearing his throat and jogging a few paces until he strolled beside her, Spike ground to a sudden halt when she did, eyes darting around in search of danger before he realized she was only pulling his leg. “Ha, bloody, ha, Slayer. Acronym, hmm? Look at you usin’ big fancy words.” He grinned at her acknowledgement that they were thinking along the same lines for where to hunt their quarry. “Better be off, then. Haven’t got all night, do we?”

[theblueeyedvampire]

deathfound‌:

          Cassie continued to play with his hair, nails occasionally scratching his scalp, as she listened to him complain.  “When I was in high school, we’d just go to the movies.”  It was still odd to her, how those who lived on the hellmouth just accepted the supernatural things around them. She hummed in thought before leaning forward, a smirk on her lips.  “Guess we’ll just have to do something that will really scare some sense into them.”

     He hummed lightly at the continued touch, nuzzling back against her thigh dangling from where she sat on the headstone. “Right, ‘xactly what I mean. Bleedin’ imps have got plenty to do in this town besides skulk around the graveyards. You’d think one of them would have a Playstation or somethin.” He tipped his head up as she leaned down, a wolfish grin on his lips. “Keep talkin’, love. I like the sound of where this is leadin’.”

[theblueeyedvampire]

shallowsurvived‌:

as much as she tried to remind herself day in and day out that vampires were just humans with fangs —- it was harder to rationalize it when there was one of them in front of you. one that she wasn’t even sure was good or bad. he was just…there. usually causing trouble ( or so she heard ), making a name for himself ( never a good thing, from what she knew of the species ), and now…here. practically cornering her in one of the private rooms off of the emergency room when she was armed with nothing more than a scalpel and the hope that someone else would come in and notice she wasn’t at her usual post. ❝ i know what you are, ❞ she warned, taking a minute step back and away from him. ❝ whatever it is you want, you’re not going to get it so you should just go. ❞

@theblueeyedvampire   ⸺   starter call.

     Oh, yeah. He still got it, that vibe about him that made normal humans wary, frightened. Though Spike didn’t much like the sight of the scalpel in her hands, he grinned. “Great, I know what I am, too. Glad we’re on the same page here, kitten.” He watched her feet shifting just a touch further away, but there wasn’t much space the room had left to offer her. “If you would slow that pretty, flittering heart of yours for a second, maybe you should think about cooperating with me, ‘nless I decide to go for a nice, hot meal.” His eyes traced the pulse beating wildly in her neck, hunger in his gaze. “You keep a stock of blood bags here at the hospital, don’t you, kitten?”

[theblueeyedvampire]

stillsalvaging‌:

“Oh, food would be great right now,” she said thoughtfully, a grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. Stretching her back and pushing back against him, she squeezed his arm with her free hand. “Sounds like you’ve already found the dream career, then.”

     He chuckled, hands skimming her waist as she arched back against him. “It’s not a bad gig, no. ‘Specially when you request my company.”

[theblueeyedvampire]

youhavemyrespect‌:

     He shrugged. “It’s been a quiet few days, one might as well take up knitting. It seems like Glory’s minions had successfully scared almost everyone into submission.” Tilting his head at the vampire, Giles added, “Including you.”

     Spike nearly scowled, restraining his expression to just thinning his lips, eyes darting away from the Watcher. “Not entirely fair of you to say so, Rupert. The last time those scabby imps invaded my home, they made a right mess of the place. Not to mention abductin’ me.”

[theblueeyedvampire]

deathishergift‌:

It had been a long night, the adrenaline that had been keeping her going was slowly fading from her veins and her muscles relaxed. She longed to go home to her bath with lots of bubbles and then getting into her comfy bed. Unfortunately that dream was far out of reach tonight. “Spike,” she pinched the bridge of her nose, looking exasperated because, well, she was. “Why do you show up at the worst times? Like, do you have some kind of Buffy mood tracker or something? Know when I’m okay then swoop in to make me not.” Okay, little harsh but still sometimes it was like he lived to annoy her.

@theblueeyedvampire / sc.

     He refused to let her peevish mood rub off on him. “Now, now, why’ve you got to be like that, Slayer?” Pushing off the headstone he’d been leaning against and casting his crushed cigarette onto a fresh plot of earth, he swaggered toward her. “Real question is, why do you let me wind you up so much? From the looks of it, you were havin’ a nice enough night ‘til I happened along.”

     He stepped closer, just out of fisticuffs range, an impish smirk on his face. “I wonder... if you know how fun it is, watchin’ you go from cheery to pissed off faster than your Watcher could say ‘Good lord’.”