#au spuffy

[l0veisntbrains]

AU SPUFFY ― POST CHOSEN F A N - M A D E T R A I L E R

[spikedru]

hi. consider this

[silverusso]

[mistigrisunshine]

spuffy fic rec

part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4

Puppy Problems by SzmattyCat [6k]

Buffy and Spike just want to spend some time together. Is that too much to ask?

Ghostly by untouchable [8k]

Six months after Sunnydale collapses, a grieving Buffy is startled to find Spike, feral and without any idea who she is, in her backyard. Is he real? Or just another ghost?

Dreamless by feliciacraft [9k]

Buffy woke up the same way she always did these days, a blank alertness overtaking sleep, without the harsh interjection of an alarm clock whisking her into action, without the dying whispers of a dream urging her to stay. Neither sudden nor gradual, instead it felt inevitable — like birth; yet always decidedly out of place. What was life after death in a nutshell, if not that? (Early season 6 AU story with a canon opening and a happy Spuffy ending.)

What Remains by MrsAkers [15k]

As the lone survivors of the final battle with Glory, Buffy and Spike run away from Sunnydale. Battling with guilt and an unfulfilled death wish, Buffy finds solace in Spike's company while the vampire just does his best to keep her alive.

Falling by kally77 [30k]

After The Harsh Light of Day, Angel loses his soul and Buffy finds an unexpected ally.

East of Nevada by Blissymbolics [42k]

The answer comes to him in a spark. Relief engulfs every nerve as he realizes Buffy is safe. He can save her this time. He wasn’t smart enough before. He made so many stupid mistakes. But this time is different. He may not have magic, but he can save her in a way no one else can. Spike sires Buffy to save her life. Now comes the hard part.

A New Dawn by kally77 [42k]

Rewrite of season 5. The monks made Dawn Buffy's daughter rather than her sister.

Midway of Speech and Thought by TheHousekeeper [63k]

Six months after the Battle of Sunnydale, Buffy is trying to settle into her new life in London: patrolling, training new Slayers, and studying English Literature. But it's not great for her grades that strange demons are appearing all over the city – and it's not great for her sanity that she's suddenly dreaming about Spike. And she only dreams when it rains.

In the Dark of the Night by norik23 [117k as of now]

Saint Petersburg. 1920s. Rupert Giles, a fallen watcher, and Spike, a cursed vampire, are an unlikely pair of conmen struggling to make ends meet in a city overrun by demons. Together, they hatch a plan to find the long-lost slayer... or at least a decent approximation. A road trip adventure love story, loosely based on the plot of Anastasia (1997). Featuring a motley crew of misfits – Buffy, Spike, and Giles – who’d much rather bicker for 2000 miles than admit they’re all a bit lonely. Good thing it’s a long way to Paris. They’ve got time to figure it out.

Death Wish by Sigyn [190k]

“World is what it is. We fight and we die. Wishing doesn't change that. You can believe in a better world. I have to live in this one.”  Anyanka’s wish was broken, but the world it created continues. Now Buffy must join forces with rebel vampires to create a world they can all stand to live in. But can Spike, Drusilla and Angel actually work with a hardened slayer, who would just as soon see them all dust?

[everlusts]

fun fact the inspiration for haladriel was based on peter and catherine from the great the directors told me this themselves

furthermore haladriel spuffy and ghoulcy are all tethered in ways i cannot explain (the director also confirmed this)

[spuffyarchive]

maybe i'm ready to love you by chasingfictions [NC-17]

“Buffy?” He almost never used to call her Buffy. Did he? Always Slayer, or pet, or love. Or like, he’d use her name, but it always sounded odd, in his mouth. All tender, touchy. Like, like he was making eye contact with her, just by saying it. "Spike." She wonders if it feels the same, for him. His name, her tongue. - (Or: Spike’s gone, and Buffy doesn’t care. No, really, she doesn’t. Cross her heart.)

[skyegraves21]

I want an au where Spike and Buffy met again in LA between seasons 2 & 3 and somehow owe each other their lives so when Spike comes back in lovers walk they are begrudgingly friends. Like they still snark and fight and really just can’t stand each other but would literally do anything for the other.

Like just picture Buffy rolling her eyes and super pissed at Spike and practically puking but being like “unfortunately we’re friends and I can’t let you hurt him”

And he’s like aww you do care and she’d say shut up Spike before defending his honor

[vampirismadvocate]

Spuffy fic that parallels Pride & Prejudice.

Someone get on that.

[spikeshairgel]

Soooo, imagine: in "Becoming Part:2" when Buffy and Sike are taling to Joyce and instead the interaction goes something like this:

Spike: What, your mum doesn't know?

Joyce: Know what?

Buffy: That... I'm in a band! With spike here-

Spike: She plays the-

Buffy: -DRUMS! I play the drums.

Joyce: Well, that's nice what do you- *looks at Spike*

Spike: Well, I sing... ofcourse..*sideeyes Buffy*

Buffy: Yeah, right. You know *smiles AWKWARDLY at Joyce* you should totally come see our next performance- /shit/

Joyce: Sure, I'll be there! *suspicious lil mom look*

Spike: *looking at her like @-@ WHAT did you just say*

So now Buffy and Spike OBVIOUSLY have to put together a band, a performance AND this is definitely not just a setup for a btvs band au...

Buffy trying to figure out how th to play the drums CAREFULLY 'cause yk... SLAYER STRENG

Oz teaching Willow how to play guitar

Xander being useless and therefore playing two to tree notes on the base the whole time, somehow still catching the eye of a certain fan girl. Even tho she's a bit older than she looks

A weird, awkward silver haired girl showing up with an enchanted keyboard. Why is she constantly starring at Willow?

And ofc Buffy walking past Spike practicing in a dark, gloomy room with (definitely not just for the cliche) a piano, playing his own song about killing(?) the slayer. Someone gotta explain why it sounds like a love song

[boopsterliv]

So I have an au where Kendra stays in Sunnydale, dies for a bit when Angel loses his soul, and then Faith shows up. So Jenny and Giles have basically adopted three teenaged girls with super strength

(It’s also Powerpuff Girls themed, Buffy is Blossom, Faith is Buttercup, and Kendra is Bubbles)

[tenderjock]

don't let it in with no intention to keep it au, p3

"Hey, Will! Wait up!"

Riley and Forrest turn at the sound of the motorcycle's approach, Riley's face breaking into an automatic grin when he hears Buffy's voice. Forrest nearly overbalances the dolly stacked high with beer. Willow, who they had been walking to the party along with her roommate, turns as well.

"Hey, Buffy," Willow says. "We thought we were gonna see you at Lowell House. We were just walking there now."

Buffy looks very sexy in a little halter top thing under a leather jacket. Riley notices that for about one second and then he notices the guy driving the motorcycle that Buffy just climbed off of the back of.

"Yeah, we were on the way over but we had to stop to fight some - uhm, to stop a fight," Buffy is saying to Willow. "To stop a fight! There were some men, and they looked like they were going to fight, so we stopped them. From fighting."

Willow's roommate Tara, a pretty, quiet girl in the Lesbian Pride Alliance group, says, "Oh! Oh, that - that sounds upsetting."

The guy isn't someone Riley's seen around campus or around town before: a Caucasian male, late twenties, maybe 5'9'', bleached platinum blond hair, light-colored eyes, scar in left eyebrow, piercing in right, several identifying tattoos on his neck, upper chest, arms, and hands - nothing explicitly gang-related, Riley notes, but the overall picture screams bad news.

Bad News is also painfully, razor wire thin, which in combination with the bruise-dark circles under his eyes and the way he's only wearing a thin, ratty t-shirt and ripped acid wash jeans despite the chilly SoCal night air makes Riley think habitual drug user, too. He doesn't see needle tracks, but that doesn't necessarily mean anything.

The other thing Riley's trying not to notice about Bad News is that the guy is, for a skinny-ass pasty semi-goth punk, kinda hot. And that some girls go for that sort of look.

"It wasn't bad," Buffy reassures Tara. "We just gave 'em a stern talking-to."

Riley meets the man's gaze square on. He doesn't look away, even when most people would - and listen, Riley's a big guy, muscular, and he's got a friendly type of face but he's not a friendly type of guy, generally speaking. He knows how to intimidate people, and right now, this motherfucker is looking at Agent Finn with a little smirk curling up his mouth like he'd love to get popped one right in the jaw.

Neither of them are wearing helmets. That's against the law, in California. Technically, Riley has the authority to cite them for it. He's trying to decide whether his immediate gut reaction to beat the shit out of this guy is worth potentially sinking his chances with the girl he's crushing on, when Forrest cuts in.

"Hey, Buffy," Forrest says, nodding friendily and subtly digging an elbow into Riley's ribs. "Who's your friend?"

Riley looks down at his feet and takes a deep breath. Gets a fucking grip on himself. Jesus Christ, Finn.

"This is Spike," Buffy says. There's a beat where everyone waits for the introduction to continue.

When it doesn't, Tara offers a little wave and says, "Hello, Spike."

"'Lo," Spike says. He smiles at her, a bit. "Pleasure t'make your acquaintance."

He's English? And what the hell kind of a name is Spike?

Before Riley can ask any of the pressing questions, Buffy says brightly, "So, we're all walking to Lowell then? I think the party's already started, and they're gonna need that beer." She points to the dolly stacked with cases that Forrest has all but forgotten about.

Spike revs the motorcycle engine and pulls away from the curb. "Give us a ring if you need to be picked up, luv," he says.

"I'll prob'ly walk," she tells him. He shrugs. "But thanks."

The five of them start walking again. They fall into a short little line; Forrest goes first with the beer, Willow and Tara following, and Riley and Buffy bring up the rear.

Riley tries to organize his thoughts. After a few minutes of walking in silence - bewildered and tense on his part, placidly innocent on Buffy's - he says, "How - can I ask a question?"

"Ask away!" she says, blinking up at him prettily. A lock of hair has come loose from her updo and is falling into her face. Riley resists the urge to push it behind her ear.

"How do you know that guy Spike?" At her immediate frown, he rushes to expain: "He just doesn't seem like the kind of person you'd know in your life."

Buffy thinks about that for a while, walking with her arms folded across her ribcage. "You don't really know much about my life," she points out, not ungently. Riley feels his brow furrow. "But, yeah, I guess he doesn't." She grows quiet again, not like she's not answering, but like she's considering her answer.

"You don't have to tell me," he says. They're outside Lowell House at this point, just across the street. He looks to Forrest, who has stopped at the front door to offload the beer.

Forrest gives him an all clear? Riley nods, and his brother slips into the house, which is pumping with music and booze and quite a few people already. Buffy smiles and waves to Willow and Tara, who are doing the same thing Forrest just did but without the military hand signals.

Willow casts one last glance back at her friend, then takes her roommate's hand and enters the house, leaving Riley and Buffy outside alone. The air is still and cool and dry; in the distance, an owl screeches. Buffy's hair looks soft and golden in the low moonlight.

"We met while I was in high school," Buffy says. "He was - we didn't really get along." She laughs. "That's an understatement. But he ended up helping me with something ... something really important, something that saved people's lives. Like, that level of important. And this summer, he came back to Sunnydale after being gone for like a year, and he needed help. So I did what I could."

"What did he need help with?" Riley asks.

"Well," Buffy says. "He needed a place to stay, that was part of it."

"He lives with you?" Riley says, shocked.

Buffy nods her head. "He's living in my mom's basement."

"He lives with your mom?!" Riley wouldn't let that asshole anywhere near his mother. Jesus Christ.

Buffy giggles, actually giggles! "Yeah, Mom loves him, she thinks he's really sweet. They gossip together all the time. Dawn - my little sister Dawn - she has a total crush on him, it's so funny."

That's it. The Summers family must be made up of crazy people.

"Anyway, Spike mostly hangs out in our basement and works out or reads or does, like, the gross chores no one else wants to do," Buffy says. "And he drives me around, 'cause I commute to school, at least if it's - uhm, if it's, like, late at night? And not safe, you know, to walk."

There's several things Riley could say to that. What he settles on, eventually, is, "You should really wear a helmet if you're gonna ride a motorcycle."

Buffy blinks at him. "Oh," she says. "Okay, sure." She mostly sounds like she's humoring him, not like she's agreeing with him.

"It's just," he starts, and breaks off. It's been a weird night, and it's barely ten p.m. The girl he likes is out here tucked against his arm, talking to him about the mysterious Sid Vicious junkie guy that lives with her, who ferries her around on the back of his motorcycle at all hours of the night like her personal taxi service, who is also someone she's known since she was a teenager, apparently, and who she's saved people's lives alongside.

Riley blows out a long breath.

"It's just safer," he says. "For everyone."

Buffy's eyes soften. "Okay," she says. "You wanna go in to the party now? I hear they have mediocre, lukewarm beer."

"I hear someone dropped it and got it all shook up while they were carrying it here," Riley says, and takes her hand to lead her into Lowell.

[rathockey]

sigh. i want to read fanfic for this ship so bad but so many of them just dont do it right

[hatcherrys-blog]

Together by lostyourwar - Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV) https://archiveofourown.org/works/60561049

[kaizsche]

spuffy mamma mia au!

i was a bit apprehensive over posting snippets of my spuffy wips but fuck it LMAO -- so here's a teaser of my current obsession: writing a spuffy mamma mia au!

(nothing's set in stone for this one just yet, so things might change down the road)

special thanks to @qvnthesia for bearing with me when i virtually screamed to this fic to her and just being there when i lost my shit over spike like 24/7 LMAO. love you paps <3

“You always knew how to make an entrance,” mused Spike in his signature sexy leer, tongue curled behind his teeth.

It had, as horrifying as it sounds, made something dead inside her come to life. Scrambling to stand up, Buffy dismissed Angel’s offer to help her. I can do it myself, thank you very much! She snarked internally, huffing when strands of her hair seemed to conspire against her, falling in front of her eyes totally making her even more disheveled which is sooo not of the good. She’s before three of her exes for crying out loud!

Still feeling dizzy from her sudden fall from the rooftop, she stumbled and tried to catch her balance by leaning against the wall, fixing three of her nightmares with an intense glare that rivaled the heat of the sun.

“What are you doing here?”

The three men simultaneously shared a long look. Riley turned to respond to her curtly, but with an undertone of glee, “You told us to be here.”

And then Angel’s sharp accusation, “You didn’t tell me we had a kid.” As if it mattered to him, that if he knew she was pregnant with his child would make a difference. That he’d be willing to give up a life of wealth and prestige for a child.

Spike, surprisingly had chosen to be silent and settled to watch her with his knowing clear blue eyes that seemed to hold all the secrets and answers to the universe. Buffy didn’t know if she preferred quiet Spike or angry Spike. He’d always known how to read her—it comes with the territory, she supposed, as someone who knew who she really was before Iowa, before Ireland, before Greece.

“I so did not!” Buffy huffed angrily, crossing her arms over her chest. “You think I’d invite you—” She each gave the three men varying levels of looks she hoped conveyed both disgust and fury. “—here, in my home?”

“If not you then who would—”

The answer came barreling through the door, followed by a whimpering Andrew with tear tracks staining his swollen left cheek. “Hello, mom! I see you’ve met my guests.”

[williamprattz]

There is a reason why all things are as.

— [NC-17]

A retelling of ‘Bram stoker's Dracula’. Both movie and books are used to create this AU.

Miss Buffy Finn is overwhelmed with a strange feeling coming in contact with a mysterious man. Husband missing and Close friend ill. What will Buffy do with her budding relationship with this stranger?

read on ao3

read on elysian fields

[spuffyarchive]

Secret Slayers by bewildered [NC-17]

More than ten years after closing the Hellmouth, Buffy’s settled into a single life. She and Spike are just friends, nothing more than friends, and of course that’s just fine by her, even when he stops returning her phone calls. But then a visit from Clem sets her world on end, because Spike’s not just out of cell phone service range—he’s in a whole alternate universe! One where old friends are alive, and Cordelia’s the slayer, and Drusilla is trying to rule the world.  And now Spike’s in trouble. Captured, tortured, possibly dead. He might not love her anymore, but Buffy’s not about to let him just die in some wackadoo Bizarro World. Even knowing he went there to get away from her, even with her true feelings a secret she can’t bear to expose again.  Even if he’s already in love with someone else. But Buffy’s not the only one who’s hiding something…and some secrets are meant to be slain. _ Post-series AU set in the universe of and following the Slayers Audio Play. Note: While I do refer to the events of the audio play, I believe you do not need to have listened to Slayers to understand what is going on and enjoy this story.