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Buffy quotes that live rent-free in my head 3/?

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You do this every night? Every time I close out the cash register. The dance of capitalist superiority.

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I don't want to protect you from the world. I want to show it to you.

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BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | 4.11 "Doomed"

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Have we all heard about the reboot?

What are everyone’s thoughts ?! 💖

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i've been obsessed with buffy for the past year and you truly are one of the best buffyverse writers !!! not only quality writing but you also write for characters with little to no fics but that are very much loved. thank you 🫶💗

You are way too kind !! Thank you so much, love this is so nice to hear!

I love writing diff characters and diff kinds of readers too!

I obviously have my own favourites but I try to get all the characters right so everyone gets to read their faves !! 💖

(P.s Hopefully I’ll get some more fics out soon!! I’ve been reading through all my requests and they’re all so fun and creative!)

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i love your writing!!! the characters feel so true to canon and your writing style is so pleasant to read! 💕

thank you sm !!

I try my best to get the characters as close as possible !! I really appreciate this 💖💖💖

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Recently found your account and I love your fics. I know fic writers don't get a lot of credit so thank you for sharing 🫶

This is the sweetest, thank you sm !! I really appreciate it, it truly means a lot !! 💖

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Headcanons for spending the Christmas period with the Scoobies:

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! ❄️

A/N: I think most main characters are mentioned, so there should be a little something for everyone (You seem to get on with everyone, you’re welcome).

She’s a long one, so it’s below the cut.

Warnings: Alcohol consumption and food mention. Also a bunch of super cheesy holiday cheer (yay). 

Keep reading

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Buffy the Vampire Slayer 5.07 | "Fool for Love"

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And that marks the end of my little Halloween ficlet day !! Thanks to everyone that requested, I really really appreciate it - you’re all too sweet to me!

Hope you have a fun, spooky time whatever you’re up to for Halloween 🦇💖🦇

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Spike x Reader Halloween movie marathon?

Thanks for the request, love !! Hope this one is okay for you! 🦇💖🦇

(I’ve done a hc under the cut)

- it was important that a demon stayed in during Halloween

- and even though spike didn’t like to follow the rules

- he reluctantly listened to this one

- nothing good ever came of leaving the crypt on Halloween

- that was just a fact

- and so, you brought Halloween to him

- you rented a bunch of horror videos

- and bought all of his favourite snacks to pair with his blood

- you grabbed a bunch of blankets

- and settled into the first film

- it was very gory and slightly unrealistic

- spike had already begun to shout advice at the killer

- he knew a more effective way of killing the group of teenagers apparently

- he was so dramatic about it you had to laugh

- until his stomach started to growl

- and he got up to make himself some blood after getting hungry

- you stayed glued to the screen

- it was a good bit, you had seen this one

- the music started to get more eerie

- their breathing got louder as they looked around for the killer

- suddenly a hand grabbed your shoulder

- making you jump out of your skin

- “Scared, love?” Spike teased

- he had creeped up behind you on purpose

- you threw a cushion at him, almost splashing his blood on the floor

- he still bounced onto the sofa beside you with a smirk

- each movie you had chosen were Halloween themed

- and each time a jump scare or a tense moment came up Spike teased you

- mercilessly

- you ignored him, focusing on the film

- you cuddled up to him as the films rolled

- pressing lazy kisses against his neck

- as his hands roamed your form distractedly

- it was bliss

- spending a Halloween this way

- you loved him

- and he had never been so comfortable with another

- able to just be himself

- then came Spike’s favourite of the films you had brought over

- eventually you left to use the bathroom

- he complained

- something about you missing the good bit

- but it was all an elaborate ruse

- you waited for a couple of minutes

- you held your breath

- and walked very slowly

- he was glued to the tv though, he wasn’t paying any attention

- “Boo!” You shouted

- leaving him jumping and accidentally rolling off the sofa and onto the floor in a heap

- “scared, love?” You asked teasingly

- not being able to contain your laughter as you helped him back up

- you pressed a kiss against his cheek not able to stop yourself grinning as he sulked through the rest of the film

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If your still doing small request for Halloween can you PLEASE 🥺 do a male reader one?

For Riley finn x Male Reader. Maybe they're doing some cute Halloween things around town or maybe they go to a Halloween party idk something nice.

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Hey love, of course !! Happy Halloween 🎃💖

(Warning mention of food)

Under the cut!

- Riley was at a loose end

- he had some leave to take from the Initiative and his command chief insisted he had to take it

- they didn’t want their best soldier burning out

- you has been working a lot lately and he had been lonely

- so you decided to change that

- you took the rest of the week off

- which just so happened to be Halloween weekend

- Riley had never been big on Halloween but he was ready to change that

- mostly for his lovely boyfriend (you) and also because anything would beat sitting and staring blankly out the window of his dorm room

- you had an itinerary

- you knew how much he appreciated a schedule

- firstly you went to the pumpkin patch

- to find the scariest looking pumpkins you could find

- once you had managed to drag them across half of Sunndale you set about carving them

- you accidentally dropped some pumpkin guts on his shoe

- making him throw a little your way

- you laughed as it descending into a sort of food fight

- ending in him pulling you into a kiss

- he smiled into it

- his tongue meeting yours as he deepened the kiss

- it was sweet and pumpkin flavoured

- your pumpkins were left sort of half finished but just as terrifying as they would have been if you had finished

- later on you were walking over to the Bronze for a little Halloween themed party

- you held Riley’s hand tight

- keeping him close mostly so you could admire his costume

- he was a soldier this year

- I mean, he looked best in uniform

- you couldn’t complain

- you got a little thrill still when he introduced you to people he knew at the Bronze as his boyfriend

- he liked to make sure everyone knew

- you had fun dancing and guessing which costumes would win the prize

- you always had fun with him no matter what you were doing

- you even managed to get him to dance

- eventually it was time for the costume competition winners to be announced

- to both of your surprise, Riley was announced as the winner

- well, the uniform was pretty authentic

- he went up to collect his prize

- which was a cheap plastic crown and a free drink at the bar

- “that’s my boyfriend!” You shouted proudly and a bunch of people around you cheered

- he put the crown on your head when he returned and slid an arm around your middle

- you shared the drink before you returned to his place together

- when you woke up, he was nowhere in sight

- even though he was very strong and highly trained, it still worried you

- you knew what Sunnydale could be like even on the demon’s day off

- you didn’t have much chance to be concerned though

- as he returned with a plate and a steaming mug

- he had brought you a “spooky” breakfast in bed

- he had vaguely shaped some pancakes into the shape of a bat

- it made you smile

- only the best for his boyfriend, he insisted pressing a kiss to your forehead as he passed you the plate

- he had really got into the spirit

- after he made another trip to grab his own food you had (spooky) breakfast in bed together

- it became a tradition after that, every Halloween you chose different fun activities

- he always took his leave

- and always had a little spooky breakfast in bed

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I'm super busy today but not busy enough to ignore giving requests to my fav 😏

Trying to get Watcher Wesley to enjoy Halloween :33. And maybe something with Spike 👉👈 - 🏜

You’re the sweetest, thank you sm !! I appreciate you always! 💖🦇

I’ve done Wesley if that’s okay, I have another Spike request that I am gonna post before the end of my little Halloween ficlets!

- You loved Wesley and he was very committed to you

- he adored his job too and it was one of the qualities you adored

- his dedication

- he didn’t dislike Halloween, per se

- he had just never recognised it before

- he had been quite sheltered, primed only to become a Watcher

- some years he had forgotten his own birthday in favour of duty

- but not since he had fallen for you

- you always reminded him to celebrate himself

- and you always made sure he took some time for himself

- because he was a sweet, if sometimes a little awkward man

- and you loved every inch and every sinew

- he always made you feel heard

- except, of course, when you tried to tell him how fun Halloween could be

- at first he insisted that celebrating the demons he helped to slay wasn’t proper

- then he claimed he had more important work to be doing

- until eventually he admitted he felt that he didn’t know how to have fun

- that made you sad and you insisted that you always had fun with him

- even if you both just spent a comfortable silence whilst you both read

- it made you more determined

- to show him just how much fun Halloween could be

- at first, you took him to a haunted house

- you had forgotten to frisk your love for weapons before you went

- after screaming and charging at the threat

- you both ended up scaring the actors and got escorted out

- whilst he apologised profusely

- then you tried apple bobbing

- which led you both having to bob for his glasses when he lost them in the tub

- later that week you made him try a Ouija board with him

- but you both ended up summoning some gross evil force

- that he asked Faith and Buffy if they would deal with for you

- by Halloween, you had run out of ideas

- you had put a bunch of horror movies on and were cuddling with him in bed

- he usually read before bed so you knew that he was humouring your love for Halloween

- you pressed yourself against him

- sliding your hand up his chest and inhaling his scent

- “I wish you liked Halloween” you mumbled

- “I, ah, love Halloween, Y/n”

- “No you don’t!”

- “Truly, I do. Because I love you and you adore it so”

- you kissed him slowly, showing him how much you appreciated the sentiment

- it wouldn’t stop you planning more elaborate Halloween activities each year, you assured him

- but you were satisfied, for now, that he loved you

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!! 👻🎃 I hope you're having a spooky time and if you still want any little fic ideas how about uhhh running to Spike's crypt for help on Halloween night but he thinks it's just a trick or treater and is ready to give you a piece of his MIND (maybe he does have candy to throw at people tho) until he realises you're hurt👀👀Spike x female or neutral reader?

if you don't fancy the idea no problem either I hope you have fun writing whatever you choose!!

Happy Halloween, lovely !! 🦇

Warning: mention of drinking

Thank you so much for the request, I love this idea!! 💖

It was Halloween. Nothing bad was supposed to happen on Halloween.

The night had been cruel to you. There was a thick fog that had descended, marring your vision and making an already dark cemetery even harder to navigate.

When you found it you were relieved. You knocked on the door in your weakened state but he heard it clearly.

“I’ve already told you thieving wankers to bugger off before I give you something to bloody shout about-!” He stormed towards the door and wrenched it open.

“Oh. Y/n. Don’t have any candy left, love, but if you wanted some sugar…” he raised an eyebrow but it faltered slightly when he caught a familiar scent.

“Spike, not the time, I’m… I’m hurt” you moved your hand away from your middle showing your hand covered in your own blood.

Spike always flirted with you, he has what you might call a soft spot for you. In short, he was obsessed.

But you were a Scooby and usually, any time he got close to you you were pulled away by your friends. They saw the way he looked at you and they didn’t like it.

You were often happily oblivious. You liked that he was friendly and he was naturally flirty and you couldn’t say you didn’t enjoy that too.

He guided you to his sofa and started rattling about grabbing things that might be of some kind of help. You smiled, even through your pain when you saw candy wrappers in the bowl. He had actually been giving out candy to trick or treaters.

“How’d you get in this sorry state, pet?” He asked kneeling before you. He offered you some liquor to help dull the pain. You took it. You were really hurting.

“It’s Halloween so I wanted to do something fun but I sort of stumbled into a nest of vampires”

“And all you got was a nasty scratch?” He said, almost impressed. But the wound was deeper than he would have liked. Not life-threatening, but still.

“My pride hurts a little too” you muttered and his eyes shined in amusement. You inhaled sharply as he cleaned your wound with some sort of antiseptic.

He worked as gently as he could, which was incredibly difficult considering you were very human and annoyingly very breakable. His touch lingered against the exposed skin of your abdomen. His eyes met yours, he looked like he wanted to say something. Something important. But he opted for telling you he was done.

“Thanks, Spike. How’s your Halloween going?”

“Better than yours by all accounts”

“It’s better now I’m here” you let the words tumble out of your mouth before recovering, “and not being eaten by vampires I mean”

“You still might be. Your blood type, it’s the good stuff”

“Do you really not have any candy left?”

“No, the little blighters stole them all” he grumbled for another minute or more. You weren’t sure, you were watching his mouth, those lips, as he spoke.

“It’s nothing, it would have made me feel a little better” you shrugged and he started to grab his duster and shrug it on.

“Need to get some blood”

“You’re… leaving me?” You almost broke his heart. He was prepared to drop everything and tend to you. Stay by your side and never leave. But he has something he needed to do.

“Rest up, pet. I’ll be back” he insisted, switching on his tv for you and throwing a blanket your way before he went.

What you didn’t know, is he had caught the scent of your attackers even through the very alluring smell of your blood.

He went, fought them, dusted them. And then stopped by his local butchers and snatched a handful of candy from some kid in a costume before he returned to you.

He dusted off his jacket and drank his blood without a need for breath. He handed you the bag of candy and you excitedly picked out your favourite ones.

He wanted to sit on the sofa but you needed to lie down to rest your wound. You settled for moving your head up and using his lap as a pillow. His idea, you swear. But it was a very good idea. Probably one of the best he’d ever had.

You were so comfortable in his company (in spirit, you were still in a lot of pain). His hand met yours as you both felt around for candy. Your eyes met his, giggling until it started to hurt your side again. You winced but reached for his face.

“You have a bit of… something. Here” you wiped it away with your thumb. Your finger lingering, you liked the way he moved into your touch. His eyes closing slowly as he savoured the contact.

“Blood and dust” he shrugged after a moment. You frowned and he explained. He had fought and killed all of the vampires that had caused you harm.

You gasped. He had killed for you. You don’t think anyone had done anything so romantic for you before.

That Halloween was the night you realised you loved him.

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hey, saw that your requests were open for halloween! first of all I'd like to say that I absolutely adore your writing, you always nail the personality of the characters you are writing and the "reader" is always delightful.

that said, I'd like to request a Wesley halloween fic, (maybe in a au universe where Connor never got taken away and Wesley never had a fallout with the team) where Wesley and reader go with little Connor (or a small kid of their own), to trick or treat and some real monster hunting shenanigans ensue.

thanks for considering!

Thank you sm lovely !! Such a big compliment I really appreciate this! 💖

(Mention of potentially having kids together no mention of pregnancy/etc)

Here we go! I did a little mini ficlet for this one, hope that’s okay! Cordy is still around as well 🦇

You were at your desk, yawning when he arrived. Wes had and uncharacteristic day off and he had been given a very specific instruction.

Judging by the bag he had managed to get what you had asked for. You grinned, getting up and launching yourself at him and giving him an all encompassing hug.

You had been together for a few years now. You loved him deeply.

“Could I steal your baby?” Wesley asked and you smiled softly. He looked a little awkward at the way he had phrased it but you squeezed his shoulder comfortingly.

“Sorry!?” Angel almost spat out his blood all over you.

“We want to borrow Connor for a very special human tradition.” You explained.

“No”

“Well, you don’t exactly know what it is yet”

“If it’s trick or treating Cordelia already asked and the answer’s no”

“But… look!” You took out a tiny pumpkin costume with an even tinier hat that acted like the stalk.

“It would be cruel not to, really” Wesley agreed, sliding his hand around your shoulder and you both smiled slightly too sweetly to try and convince your boss.

Angel rolled his eyes and thankfully agreed. You both pretended not to see Angel as he tailed you both. You knocked on people’s doors and said “trick or treat!” And pointed out different costumes to Connor and made him laugh so he didn’t get scared.

Wesley was always a little apprehensive when knocking and you found it very cute. There was something slightly awkward about asking for something from stranger’s even though he liked the tradition. Especially because you did.

There was something so domestic about it. Watching Wes carrying Connor and holding his little hand made you smile wide.

After a while, you took him, swapping the massive bag of candy (that you would help Connor out with) for the sweet baby. He watched you closely, how gentle you were with him. How loving.

“I adore this”

“Hm?” You asked distractedly as you cuddled Connor, stroking his head.

“Seeing you with Connor”

“Maybe we should have our own little pumpkin one day” you said softly. You had said it so casually but your heart was racing. You had never really discussed that sort of thing. Your future together.

You loved him. You truly did.

When you looked up from Connor’s head you saw the look in his eyes. The glistening. The wonder.

He wanted nothing else.

He had never thought about his future past being a Watcher. Once he didn’t have that anymore it had been very difficult to see a future for himself.

Until there was you.

He was about to say something. To tell you how he felt.

But he saw something. His demon hunting senses attuned to the area. Angel had seen it too.

It was small, but mean. It was running in the shadows. Circling the three of you.

You recognised it. A gremlin. Crap.

This kind ate babies. And it was coming your way.

“Wes! Quick!”

“I believe a trick is in order” he shouted, whipping out a weapon that you were still unsure where he had been keeping it. Wes swung and left it reeling.

But it was clearly hungry as it charged towards you more determined this time, slashing at your kneecaps.

“You’re not making pumpkin pie out of Connor!” You shouted, kicking at the demon and cradling the baby out of its reach.

Angel ran in growling at the gremlin. For something so small it was very difficult to catch. The two of them kept trying to catch it while you kept the demon out of harm’s reach.

But you lost your footing, tripping, making a strange face as you braced yourself for a fall and screeching. Which made Connor laugh. Suddenly the gremlin stopped covering its ears and cowering. It didn’t like babies laughter. It pained the demon. Weakened it.

You kept making funny faces and Connor kept laughing as Wes joined in beside you. His hands cradling you both as if he wanted to hold you, protect you from the whole world. You made Connor laugh until it was safe. Until Angel had removed the threat.

It was certainly an eventful Halloween. And Wes held you a little closer that night when you slid into bed beside him, your arms firmly wrapped around his body. You slid into a deep sleep long after he managed to find the right words to tell you just how much he wanted a family with you.

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Happy Halloween! 🎃

~ Anon Liz/ Néssa

Happy Halloween my spooky friend !! 💜🦇