Buffy Slays

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[violettathepiratequeen]

Buffy Slays Master List

Links for episode and other posts: MISC: The Writers of BtVS (My) Ranking the Buffy the Vampire Slayer Episodes Ranking the Top 75 Spuffy Moments BTVS SEASON 1 1. Welcome to the Hellmouth 2. The Harvest 3. Witch 4. Teacher's Pet 5. Never Kill a Boy on the First Date 6. The Pack 7. Angel 8. I, Robot... You, Jane 9. The Puppet Show 10. Nightmares 11. Out of Mind, Out of Sight 12. Prophecy Girl

BTVS SEASON 2 1. When She Was Bad 2. Some Assembly Required 3. School Hard 4. Inca Mummy Girl 5. Reptile Boy 6. Halloween 7. Lie to Me 8. The Dark Age 9. What's My Line? Part 1 10. What's My Line? Part 2 11. Ted 12. Bad Eggs 13. Surprise 14. Innocence 15. Phases 16. Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered 17. Passion

[violettathepiratequeen]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Spike/Buffy Summers Characters: Buffy Summers, Spike (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), The First Evil (Buffy the Vampire Slayer) Additional Tags: Spuffy, Angst, Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) Season 7, Hurt and comfort, still sleepy cuddles somehow, Missing Scene, empty places, dirty girls, not a happy ending but a moment they needed in the season nonetheless, talk of seeing red, Triggering Situations Summary:

With Buffy running herself ragged after losing to Caleb at the vineyard, Spike pushes to make sure she gets a day to herself. 

[orpheuslookedback1]

Just thinking about how Spike tells Buffy “Death is your art”, and then later goes into threatening her with “Sooner or later, you're gonna want it. And the second, the second that happens, you know I'll be there... I'll slip in” and by the end of the season he is there when she embraces that and dies.

Except instead of gloating that the Slayer is finally dead, he’s weeping.

[starryeyesxx]

[lxvespxffy]

we can make it as complicated as we want and talk about it for another 2 decades or more but

Buffy loved Spike. Spike loved Buffy.

or, idk, we can also just make it simple like that

[foolforbuffy]

take my buffy personality uquiz now or spike will NOT bite you <3

[violettathepiratequeen]

Got S6 and the response is:

"you are season 6 buffy....! "life's not a song. life isn't bliss. life is just this, it's living. you'll get along. the pain that you feel it only can heal by living, you have to go on living. so one of us is living" i am so sorry! please get therapy. you're in so much pain and you feel like there's no one to talk to. the lack of control in your life is driving you insane, every single attempt at gaining some back results in pain, so you've given up. stop hurting yourself, it will only bury you deeper in your grave (ha, get it?). your feelings of loneliness have resulted in half-assed relationships and lots of isolation. don't be afraid to talk to somebody, the people who love you are still there, even if they may not completely understand everything you're going through."

So. You know.

[spiikesummers]

buffy summers, post-chosen, lives in a tiny, comfy apartment with only one bedroom, a kitchen and dining area, a cute bathroom with a bathtub and a small living room, with her beloved vampire boyfriend who smokes and thinks warm light bulbs are better than white ones

during the day she wears her usual cool and stylish clothes, but after patrolling, at home, and during the dinner spike cooks, she only wears one of his t-shirts, which she refuses to return until it no longer smells like him

and no, she's not wearing underwear underneath it, not because she wants to provoke him, well sometimes she does... but not always, but because she trusts him completely enough to move with such freedom and comfort, she knows that her body there is praised as if spike's existence depended on it

fridays and saturdays are movie nights on the sofa accompanied by popcorn and millions of cuddles which sometimes end in sweet and tender sex

no more endless nights of self-doubt and judgment, nor the weight of the entire world on her shoulders, she is at peace, she is happy, she has a small home where she is loved, pampered, and cared for as she deserves

[summersblood]

Last to ancient first, we invoke thee. Grant us thy domain and primal strength. Accept us in the power we possess. Make us mind and heart and spirit joy. Let the hand encompass us. Do thy will.

[scxrlet64]

Just your typical S5 Spike fantasy, no biggie

[norseshadows84]

Finally got to Touched today on my first watch of BTVS Oooommmmmgggggg Fucking LOVE Spike so much! Ugh. Love how he stands up for Buffy and and LOVE his "You're the one" speech. Made me tear up. Tomorrow I'll be watching the last two episodes and I'm kinda sad, because now I'll have ended my first ever viewing and it's such a special feeling and I don't want it to end. But then I realize that every rewatch will only bring me deeper insights. :)

[song-in-my-head]

Soft on the inside

Both Buffy and Spike are able to be so delicate when need be. Don't get me wrong they will kick your ass. But both are capable of pure gentleness. Obviously Spike with Dru whenever she is elsewhere with her mind and he always tries to understand her rambling. He also calms her down when she has a fit over the flowers for her birthday. Same when Spike's insane in the basement. Buffy tries to understand what he's saying (especially when willow is "missing") and calms him down so gently when he starts hitting himself. It's so sad how they both had to protect themselfs and develop this hard exterior. Which at the same time makes them them and also more special when the soft side can shine through

[violettathepiratequeen]

The thing is Buffy loves her friends DEARLY and thinks of them as family so even if you're anti-Scooby or disapprove of her friend choices it's detrimental to her character to act like they're anything less than the most important people in her life

[violettathepiratequeen]

Snippet from my Accidental Marriage WIP "Lawfully Wedded":

***

The tears burst out of me before I realize they’re going to, and Spike scoots around to my side of the booth.

“Oh, don’t,” he says, kind of frantically. “No, love, that wasn’t… wasn’t meant to make you cry.”

“Well, you should have thought of that before taking me somewhere nice,” I fire back, which makes no sense at all, and that just makes me cry harder.

“Buffy, Buffy,” he urges. “It’s all right, sweet, it’s all right…”

He’s patting my shoulder and his voice sounds so scared, which is funny, because he’s seen me cry before. Maybe it’s that he’s embarrassed to be seen crying with me in public, but we’re tucked in the back of the restaurant, and no one seems to have noticed me making a scene.

“Buffy,” he says, whimpering a little, and presses his lips to mine.

And, okay, we’ve kissed before. A lot, actually. It’s one of the rules of marriage: couples kiss each other. We’ve used them as greetings, for hello and goodbye, we’ve had good night and good morning smooches, we’ve kissed for apologies or reassurances or gratitude or when one of us was feeling down.

So it’s not unexpected that he’d kiss me to try and get me to stop crying.

What’s unexpected is the way I immediately feel like I need more.

I turn myself towards him, gripping his jacket with both hands, and refuse to let his mouth leave mine. He gasps, but doesn’t break contact, and then he’s got both arms wrapped around me, and we’re finally kissing. Properly. The way… the way people in love do. The way we did while under that spell.

And it… it feels like that again. Like we’re under the spell. He’s moaning into my mouth, and I’m pulling his lip between my teeth, and we’re both breathing like we can only find life inside the other and… 

I have to stop. I can’t stop. I don’t want to, not ever. But I’m still crying and I’m so confused and it wasn’t supposed to get confusing, I wasn’t supposed to actually… like kissing him. Not like this.

But I can’t shake the feeling that if I stop now… I’ll never have this again. If he stops kissing me, ever, the spell will break, and we’ll go back to feeling like we did the first time. Bereft, and lonely, and hating each other so much more than we thought was possible.

“I don’t want to stop,” I find myself murmuring. “I don’t want to stop…”

“Then don’t,” he growls, and keeps my tongue for a little while so that I can’t get any more words out.

“I don’t want to stop,” I say again, when I finally can, but at the same time I know I need to, and my heart just can’t take that kind of pain. “Please,” I beg, giving him little pecks to let him know I’m not done. “Don’t go away again, don’t…”

“What?” he asks, and takes my shoulders, holding me away from his face.

My heart freezes in horror.

“What are you on about, you daft bint?” he says, frowning at me. “What makes you think I’m going away?”

“The spell,” I say, sobbing for an entirely different reason than for what he’d kissed me for. “Th-the spell, it broke, and you and I were so unhappy, and I can’t have you g-go away, I don’t want to be alone anymore, Spike, I want you here, I want to keep being married, I want… I want…”

He pulls me against his chest then, and my sobs are startled into halting. Maybe he should have just done this to begin with.

He hugs me fiercely, and it’s only when I put my arms around his shoulders that I realize he’s shaking. For what reason, I couldn’t say, but him hugging me means he hasn’t left, so I hold him tight, and don’t let him go.

I think the waiter comes up to our table, but I can’t see it from my position squished against Spike’s chest, and I can only hear a snarl that I’m guessing isn’t directed at me. 

When I lift my head, Spike is frowning, but not at me, and his lip is kind of wobbly.

“I’m not going away,” he says shortly. “Made a vow to you, didn’t I? Better, worse, richer, poorer, all that bollocks.”

“That was under a spell.”

“Until we decided to give it a go for real.”

“It… it was always a test, Spike. An experiment. We still have the divorce papers, just waiting to be signed. The minute one of us decides we want to leave…”

He growls, and holds me tighter still.

“That was the deal,” I say in a small voice. “When one us wants out, the other will let them go.”

“No.”

“It was—”

“Meant no, I don’t want out, and I’m not going anywhere, you silly bint. Why would I have blown my hard-earned cash bringing you here if I wasn’t in it for the long haul?”

Well, duh, I knew he hadn’t brought me here to break up with me, I just… hadn’t expected to kiss him like that, and I didn’t know where that left us.

“You’re not mad?” I whisper. “That I kissed you like… that?”

“Buffy, if any bloke is mad about you kissing him like that, let me know so I can rip his balls off. And then I’ll rip his bleeding head off, because any bloke kissing my girl has lost the right to live.”

“I’m your girl?” I ask.

“You’re my sodding wife, aren’t you?”

“That’s… not the same thing.”

He cups my cheek, and kisses me, slow and tender, not like the one we just had, but also different than the careful and casual ones we’ve always done.

“You are both,” he assures me. “My girl, and my wife. My lady, and my mistress. My Slayer. My Buffy. No one else’s.”

I swallow. “Oh.”

[spikedru]

listening to your heartbeat, to make up for the time your heart didnt beat at all

[violettathepiratequeen]

Snippet from a S6 au WIP where Buffy comes back part angel. My working title "Slayer Wings":

***

She was in her pajamas. A silk blue tank top and cotton gray pants, with her hair tied back in a loose ponytail. She’d taken off her makeup, and her earrings, but tilting her face to the sky with her eyes closed, she looked immaculate. Radiant. Effulgent.

She was wearing flip flops, and he could see the sparkling pink on her toenails, that matched the color of her fingers.

Still just a girl. A strong, otherworldly girl, but a 22-year-old California girl all the same.

“You just gonna stand there and stare at me forever?” she murmured.

He smiled faintly, even though her eyes were still closed. “Thinkin’ about it.”

She looked at him then and smirked. “You’d get bored.”

He shook his head, and stepped forward. “Never. The sight of you is… it’s enough, to last me to the end of eternity.”

“Careful,” she said. “I might fall in love with you if you say dumb crap like that.”

He stepped forward again, and lowered onto his knees in front of her. “You’re already there,” he whispered, leaning towards her mouth.

“Oh, yeah,” she whispered back, and caught his lips with hers. She kept leaning forward, until she’d left the porch step entirely and had tumbled into his arms.

She giggled as he caught her, and laced her fingers with his. 

“Feel better?” he asked.

“I don’t think so,” she said, all casual and matter-of-fact. He almost hated when she got like that. Because it meant she was touching that part of her inside, that didn’t belong here. The one that was always calling her back home.

He tightened his hold on her, and said, “No?”

“I think I’m going to cry, in a second,” she said, and tilted her head back to look at him. “I was just waiting for you.”

He swallowed. “Sorry to have kept you waiting.”

“Yeah, well.” She shrugged, and gave him a sly grin. “You’re worth the wait.”

And just like that, she was back to being his. Or maybe she’d never left. Maybe… that part of her that didn’t belong… liked having him around, too. She almost never brought that side of her out around anyone else.

“Might fall in love with you if you say dumb shit like that,” he said.

“Mm,” Buffy said. “We’re pretty perfect for each other, huh? We’re too stupid not to have fallen in love.”

He chuckled, shifting so she was sitting on his thighs, instead of the damp grass. “Don’t care,” he said softly. “Don’t care how stupid I am or how much crap I’ve said to you, if it got us here.”

Buffy nodded, and then sniffled, and a second later tears were slipping down her cheeks. A correctly predicted forecast, Spike thought idly, and hugged her tight, letting her have her cry as he rested his chin on her head.

“Spike,” she said quietly.

“Yes, my dove?”

“I, um… I can beat the First.”

“I know you can, sweetheart.”

“No, I mean… I can beat it. Not its army. Not its influence. I can take it on and win.”

The way she said it… like she was telling him a dark, dirty secret… made his blood freeze, all the way through.

She was still sniffling, but she kept talking as if she wasn’t. “Remember when I took your chip out?”

“Should bloody well say so.”

“Well… obviously I was still adjusting and didn’t even notice why that was weird. I just knew I could help you, so I did. And… everything I’ve done since, with my power boost, it’s been like… a test. To see how far I could go.”

“Right,” he said slowly. “With you so far.”

“But I was never sure,” Buffy said. “Every time I’ve used it, I’ve tapped in to a little more of it, and I can still feel more juice left over. I have no idea how much is actually in there. And the thing with Jasmine… it took a lot of juice. Like… a way lot. I think… I’m crying now just because that’s the only way I know how to react to… using that much power.”

He pressed his face into her hair, holding her even closer still. She was here, she was his, she was still Buffy. He wasn’t going to lose that, no matter what she said next.

“So now I know,” Buffy said quietly. “That I have enough, to fight the First, to conquer it, to touch it even, maybe. But that’s the thing. I’ve never tested that much power. I don’t know if there’ll… be anything left, after I’ve done it. It’s not like Willow and Tara’s magic, which, as I understand it, grows the more they practice. It’s like… I’ve got a limited reserve, and I might max out my credit card fighting this thing.”

Spike swallowed.

“But it’s enough,” she said quietly. “It’s enough.”

“What if it’s not?” he blurted out, immediately hating himself for it.

“Well,” Buffy said slowly. “I’ve thought about that, too. I might need someone… giving me a little extra strength in the battle, just to make sure I don’t tap out before it’s over.” She traced her finger over his chest, and said, “So what do you think? You wanna be my champion?”

His soul immediately jumped for joy in delight at being called such a word. But he tilted her chin with his fingers, turning her to face him, and frowned.

“Not sure that’s how that works, love,” he said gently. “I don’t have the power you have. I can’t lend you more.”

“You can,” she said. “You can by loving me. It won’t drain you. I just need you there. Supporting me, backing me up, being my strength. The way you always have been.”

“Then, yes.”

“But, Spike,” she said. “It could be a one-way ticket. For either of us. Or both of us. I’m not gonna let any of my other friends come anywhere near it.”

“Still yes.”

Her face crumpled, and she clutched the lapels of his coat in her hands.

She buried her face in his chest, and sobbed.

[scxrlet64]

She glows

[elverrie]

you don`t get how "i don`t care how brilliant she is" phrase is so deeply important to me cause spike is practically the only character through out the show who openly establishes and admits, to his own displeasure, that buffy summers is a really smart and bright person, who constantly one ups him and leaves him completely astonished by the schemes she so easily pulls off. willow maybe is another character who gets quite close to praising buffy`s intelligence, but she often sounds almost suprised by it, and we know that she likes being the superior one brains wise anyway. but to spike theres no surprise at all, he studied her closely, he sees her, he knows that a quick mind is needed for fighting unpredictable mosnters and you have to think on the spot, mid blow what your next 3 moves should be to not only gain control over the situation, but to use the space for your own advantage and defeat the opponent - and any other person would simply crumble under such pressure (we see everytime with the scoobies when they try to do buffy`s job).

buffy summers IS smart, she IS brilliant, she is the one who comes up with the most successful plans, she is the one on whom people rely (c`mon, wwbd exists because of that), she is able to simultaneously fight and come up with the wittiest and funniest puns - and you need to be quite clever to be this sharp and quick-witted. i wouldn`t even say that she is not booksmart but a street smart, cause under the right circumstances and with the right professors on her favourite topics she has a potential to be willow`s level book smart: we saw it when she got a pretty big score on her final exam at school, she loves poetry and clearly fascinated with language (william, heeeey~)we saw it in wild at hearts when professor walsh wanted her to lead the discussion, willow and buffy even had a bit of debate. she can be it, she just constantly gets discouraged by people in power around her cause they don`t want to give her the benefit of the doubt, cause they only see her as trouble, cause she gets easily distracted, cause they all are prejudiced as hell and don`t want to be proven wrong.

and i think buffy is quite used to such treatment which truly breaks my heart. so to one person to recognise her brillance despite all those obstacles is so incredibly important and touching because he sees her without that judgement and he doesn`t even know the impact he has with that vision of her. and even though he doesn`t say it directly to her and this scene follows by a funny transition (which i also like!), but it is so significant that somebody finally utters such words towards buffy.