#buffy the vampire slayer fic

[britany1997]

Good girl

Spike x Fem Reader

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while. Spike just gives brat tamer to me because of season sex six, and with a human I feel like he’d be even more intense (he would love the power imbalance). Hope y’all enjoy!

Warnings: a little predator/prey, sub/dom dynamics, brat/brat taming, a little pet play, fingering, oral sex, p n v sex, a little blood drinking, a little praise, cream pie

You felt the bass thumping in your chest as you maneuvered through The Bronze’s Friday night crowd.

You reached your table, leaning against it and swirling your drink with a bored sigh. You hated going to the club alone.

Out of the corner of your eye you saw a flash of black slip under the staircase. You smirked to yourself, you wouldn’t be alone much longer.

You hummed, grabbing your coat to step outside for “some fresh air.”

You wandered aimlessly, slipping a smoke out of your pocket and lighting it up. You were about to bring it to your lips when you felt a hand snake around your waist and pull you into a firm chest.

Another hand appeared to steal the cigarette out of your grasp. You turned to see Spike bring it to his lips.

He tsked at you, “naughty pet, don’t you know these are bad for your health?”

“They’re not mine,” you smirked, “I just hold ‘em for my boyfriend. But you know, he makes ‘em look so good I had to try.”

“Yeah love? Want to try?” He grasped your chin in his hand before taking a drag. “Open up pet.”

Your lips parted and his mouth enveloped yours in a possessive kiss. He exhaled, filling your mouth with smoke. When he finished, he released you, but not without nipping at your lip. His lip.

“Such a dirty mouth love,” he growled, “think we’d better go wash it out yeah?”

You mock pouted, “well I don’t know, should I go home with a big bad vampire like you?” Your fingers danced up his chest, “isn’t that sort of…dangerous?”

A laugh rumbled through his chest, “not if you’re good.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear, “are you a good girl pet?”

You bit your lip, fighting a smile, “oh I’m terrible.”

He pulled back a bit, sighing for show, “don’t worry pet, I can fuck that right out of you.”

Spike led you through the opening of his cave before grabbing a pillow and throwing it to the ground, “for your knees love.”

You huffed a laugh, “how considerate.”

“It is considerate,” he said plainly, “now kneel.”

As you did, you watched him pull a nail file from his bedside table. You snorted. “You’re gonna do your nails?” your eyebrow raised.

He strolled over to you, placing the nail file down next to him as he began to unbuckle his belt with one hand. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” he tapped your forehead. “Worry about that nasty ashtray mouth of yours. Say ahh.”

You shivered, “ahh.” He ran one hand through your hair as he finished freeing himself from his jeans with the other. “Good, stay like that.”

He entered your mouth, grabbing the back of your head and pressing you forward to take him. You moaned around him and went to grab his hips, but he slapped your hands away.

“Did I say you could touch?”

You whimpered and let your hands fall, gripping the pillow you were knelt on instead.

“That’s better,” he began to move in a steady rhythm, his cock pushing deeper with every thrust.

After a minute or two, he let his hand fall away from your head and picked up his file. While he fucked your face, he began to file his nails.

Your eyes narrowed.

He thrusted forcefully, causing you to gag a bit. “Good girls don’t scowl,” he scolded.

“Sorry,” you said, the apology muffled by his cock down your throat.

He sighed, “good girls don’t talk with their mouth full.”

You fought the urge to rolls your eyes and hollowed out your cheeks instead. A moan fell from Spike’s lips. “That’s more like it.”

He put down the file and gripped your head again. He began to move it back and forth, sliding your mouth up and down his cock.

“Swallow for me love,” he groaned as he came down your throat.

You obeyed, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand when you finished.

Spike smirked, admiring the sight of you kneeling, his cum dripping from your perfect lips.

He reached over to caress your cheek. “Take your clothes off for me, then sit on the bed pet,” he tells you.

You begin to slouch off each article of clothing as slow as humanly possible, teasing your vampire lover. Spike smirks, amused by your antics. He moves to squeeze your bare hip. “Don’t push your luck pet, you were doing so well.”

With feral determination, he rips the rest of your clothes off before pushing you back onto the bed.

You gasp as your core grows slick with wetness. You bite your lip as he kneels in front of you, wedging himself between your knees.

“Say you’re mine,” he orders, his tone coated with lust.

“First, why don’t you tell me why nail care was more important than watching me suck you off,” you teased, giving him the taste of defiance you knew he’d love to snuff out of you.

“Was so I could do this love,” he said as he sunk two fingers into your core. You gasped, tears springing to the corners of your eyes.

Spike smirked as he curled his fingers, searching for the spongey spot inside you. Your eyes rolled back into your head when he brushed against it.

“Think you need more love,” he whispered as he began circling your clit with his thumb. You let out an embarrassingly loud moan.

“That feel good pet? Make you wanna be a good girl for me now?”

You nodded, whimpering, desperate for just a little more.

He leaned in, fingers still stroking deep inside you. “Then tell me you’re mine.”

He’d won and you knew it. “I’m yours,” you moaned.

“My what?”

“Your human.”

“What else,” his fingers sped up as they flicked over your clit, almost vibrating.

“Your pet!” You moaned.

“Good girl,” he growled as he sunk his teeth into your neck.

The pleasure from his fingers and the pain from his teeth pushed you over the edge. You screamed his name as you coated his hand.

Spike pulled back from your neck, licking his lips. He then met your glazed doe eyes as he sucked his fingers clean. “God you’re delicious,” he purred, his mouth slick with a mix of cum and blood.

His eyes softened a bit as he took in the sight of you. Your pouty lips whimpering, your eyes wide, your thighs dripping. You were all his.

“Lay back,” he whispered, and you did without a fight.

He smiled down at you, “see how much fun we can have when you behave?”

You whined.

He huffed a laugh before taking your right ankle in his hands. He brought it to his lips, kissing it softly before slipping it over his shoulder. He did the same to your left.

“You’re perfect,” he praised, “and you’re all mine.”

He pressed into you, splitting you open on his cock, making your back arch in pleasure.

His grey eyes bore into yours with possessive affection as you felt him plunge so deep, you swore he was in your stomach.

You began to roll your hips to meet his thrusts, mewling and writhing in ecstasy from his touch.

Spike fucked you deep with long, slow strokes. He pulled almost all the way out of you, letting his tip bump against your clit, before driving back in.

You screamed, feeling familiar pressure building inside you, “can I…” you trailed off with a moan.

He smiled down at you fondly, “yes pet, you’ve earned it.”

You let out a blissful sigh as you came all over Spike’s cock.

With a few more quick thrusts he was falling over the edge with a low moan.

He gently slipped your legs off his shoulders and placed them down on the bed before laying down next to you. He wrapped an arm around you and pressed a kiss to your temple.

You smiled, taking his hand and lacing your fingers with his.

He chuckled softly, pulling the blanket up to your shoulders. “I’m yours too,” he told you.

You smiled, mock gasping. “Oh yeah? Big bad creature of the night? All mine?”

He smirked, “you tell anyone, I’ll deny it.”

“No you won’t” you booped his nose.

He rolled his eyes, “No I won’t.”

Spike Taglist (comment to be added)🖤:

@sad-ghost-of-garbage @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @bloodywickedvamp @ghoulgeousimmaculate @anna1306 @arbesa-mind @lostboys1987girl @dwaynesluscioushair @crustyboypix @ria-coolgirl @the-glitter-wizard

[hatcherrys-blog]

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

[boopsterliv]

I need to get back to my Calendiles wip, I miss vampire Ripper :(

[twelverriver]

new fuffy fic alert!!! find it here -> ao3

Summary:

Buffy and Faith had been together for a while now. Everyone knew a few simple rules of their relationship: don’t join them on patrol, Faith gets jealous at basically everyone who looks at Buffy, and Buffy enjoys it a lot. It’s probably like their kind of foreplay.

(Don’t ask about it.)

These rules have existed from the moment they began dating. What everyone was previously unaware of, though, was Buffy’s own jealously. Faith’s been working at the Bronze as a bartender and occasionally as a bouncer for a few weeks now, and there’s been this girl showing up the last few nights to talk to Faith. It’s getting weird.

[kpchrs]

Anyway, Buffy used to be an "I'll die for you" girlie but then she became an "I'll live for you" girlie, if you care.

[muffinlance]

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[spuffybot]

I’m going through a really hard time so please drop your fav Spuffy fics so I can distract myself.

[fictiongods]

It’s so interesting to me that any s7 fuffy fic you’ll read (that takes place in Sunnydale still and isn’t an au that is) will tell you that Faith slept in Buffy’s basement on a cot and it’s funny cause like, they’ll all tell you that yet she definitely didn’t. Spike was down there and then he was down there with Buffy, so unless Faith slept at the end of the cot like a dog…actually you know what. Never mind I like this better. But no actually the only place we know she slept in was BUFFYS BED. So I leave you with that thanks

[tubesock86]

girlfriends <3

[britany1997]

Cat and Mouse

Hope y’all love this! Comment to be added to my Spike Taglist:)

Spike x fem reader slayer

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, predator x prey (sort of), roleplay, lotsssss of foreplay and a little bit of smut, cunnilingus, biting (duh), blood drinking (also duh), I think that’s it

You ran through the depths of Spike’s cave, desperately searching for a way out.

The tunnels seemed to wind on forever, and every turn seemed to lead you to a dead end. You feared it was only a matter of time before you met your own end.

As you raced down another tunnel, fear crept into your heart when you found yet another cold cave wall. A whispered “no” fizzled from your lips.

“Bad luck pet,” you tensed as a familiar voice purred from behind you.

In a flash, your back was pressed into the wall, held in place by the forearm of the most despicable vampire you knew, Spike.

You scowled down at him, your eyes full of ire.

Spike returned your scowl with a smirk. He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “I will know your blood, Slayer. I will make your neck my chalice... and drink deep.”

Your hateful expression melted to one of amusement.

“Did you script this?”

He glared at you, “you’re not supposed to break character.”

That was a yes.

The corner of your lip pulled up slightly, but you suppressed it before you could smile. Spike had obviously put a lot of thought into your little game, you’d hate to ruin it for him.

“In your dreams bloodsucker,” you bit back, pushing Spike off of you and into the cave wall across from you.

His smile was catlike as he brushed rubble off his clothes.

“Yes pet, exactly.” He grabbed your hand and yanked you towards him, “now tell me, do you dream of me too?”

You threw him off you, pulling your stake from its holster. “I dream of the day I can drive this through your hollow chest.”

He mock pouted. “You wound me love, who’ll you play with when I’m a pile of dust?”

You scoffed, moving forward to press the point of the stake into his chest, “vamps like you are a dime a dozen.”

“You’re half right pet,” he smirked, “Sunnydale may be overrun with vampires…”

In a flash he grabbed your wrist, wrestling the stake to the ground and maneuvering you against his chest, “…but there’s no one quite like me.”

Your thighs clenched as he slowly licked along your neck.

Spike had carried you out from his tunnel network, and into the bedroom area of his cave.

He threw you onto the bed before crawling over you, “your mine slayer,” he said as his lips moved to capture yours.

“Wait.”

He groaned, “what??”

Your eyes narrowed. “You catch me, ‘the super powerful, only slayer in all the world…’”

He nodded.

You pursed your lips, moving off the bed to think.

“That kinda makes it seem like you win.”

You could have sworn if he had any blood it would have rushed to his cheeks.

“Win?” He asked, laughing nervously. “You must be- no. Win? What?”

You crossed your arms.

He sighed, “can you just get on the bed.”

“Mhmm,” your finger reached out to caress his chin. “Since you’re the big, bad, strong vampire that defeats me, shouldn’t you be able to…you know, take me?”

He groaned, “believe me love I am trying.”

You giggled, “you know that’s not what I meant.”

He pinched the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger. You cleared your throat to suppress your laughing.

He looked up, “can’t you win next time?”

You smiled, “ok Spikey.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled as he picked you up and spun you around, making soft giggles fall from your lips.

“Oh no! The evil vampire has captured me again! Whatever shall I do now?” You threw your arm over your forehead dramatically.

He rolled his eyes, but smiled. “No stakes left, no friends around to save you slayer?”

You raised an eyebrow, “hmm guess I’ll have to resort to your methods,” you sunk your teeth into the skin of his neck.

“Oh fuck love.” he moaned, gripping your hair and pulling gently.

You sucked the skin of his neck between your teeth. God you hoped vampires could still bruise.

The hand not currently tangled in your hair slid to your waist, pulling you closer and squeezing.

When you finally pulled away, Spike’s eyes were practically all black. He was dripping with desire.

“My turn,” he pushed you back, pressing you into the mattress and letting his teeth sink into the familiar spot where your shoulder met your neck.

You let out a breathy mew and wrapped your legs around his waist as he drank.

“Mmm slayer,” he purred into your shoulder, “you’re too sweet to drink dry…I’d rather keep you instead.”

You bit your lip and rolled your hips, grinding against him. “What are you going to do with me?” You forced a scared look onto your face.

He lifted his head from your neck to peer down at you, “what I always do pet…” he paused, “make you scream.”

You couldn’t help it. You crashed your lips into his in a searing kiss. “Well then hurry up already,” you teased.

He smirked as he tore your clothes off, prompting a gasp to fall from your lips. “So impatient,” he teased back.

He tossed the remains of your clothes to the side and kneeled between your legs.

“You’ve got the prettiest cunt love,” he sighed wistfully.

Your ran your fingers through his hair, before pulling him in closer with a bit of slayer strength. “Yeah? Bet it tastes even better.”

His hand snaked around your leg as he leaned in to nip at your thigh. “Mmm I bet it does.”

He gently parted your legs further. He pressed soft kisses to each thigh, before leaning in to kiss your lower stomach.

You whimpered, desperate for more. “Enough teasing,” you grit through your teeth.

He chuckled as he moved to lick softly at your clit. As you did your hands threaded through his hair once more.

Spike, encouraged by your response, sealed his lips around your clit and began to suck. His eyes fluttering closed as he felt your thighs shake around his head.

Spike’s hands came up to hold your hips, and squeezed as he licked and sucked.

When you felt yourself getting close to the edge, his tongue licked a stripe upwards before laving at your clit, desperate to make feel you release into his mouth.

You screamed his name as you coated his face, causing him to moan in approval.

He left soft kisses on your thighs as he licked them clean, before crawling into bed beside you.

You hummed as he wrapped himself around you from behind, his head fitting into the crook of your neck. “You were right,”

“Right about what?” he asked as he planted a kiss on your cheek.

“There’s no one quite like you,” you turned to beam up at him.

He smiled back at you, stroking your cheek. Then his gaze turned sinister. “Just wait until round two slayer.”

You smirked. Your night had just begun.

Note: yes that’s an actual Buffy quote about him making reader’s neck his chalice lmao

Spike Taglist🦇:

@sad-ghost-of-garbage @6lostgirl6 @misslavenderlady @bloodywickedvamp @crustyboypix @dwaynesluscioushair @lostboys1987girl @anna1306 @arbesa-mind @ria-coolgirl @the-glitter-wizard

[elysianfieldsarchive]

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all!

May every gathering be free of bears and strife and every unexpected guest be as good an addition as Spike.

Taste of Power by Ashlee NC-17 ��

A New Beginning by kantayra PG-13 ✓

The One with the Trifle by tbd PG-13 ✓

The Pie in Team by talesofstories, Girlytek R ✓

Thankful or Not by violettathepiratequeen G ✓

[boopsterliv]

I posted Captain Canary (a crossover with BtVS/Spuffy season 5) for the first time in a while and got a very mean anonymous comment that I have since deleted. I’ve decided to spread the CC love to Tumblr even if I’m not very active here to stick it to that jerk. I’ve got a first chapter done but not beta read and I think I’m going to start the second chapter today. Spite is a strong motivator 😈

[thepunkmuppet]

I gagged him I fear

[iwillrememberyoumarathon]

countdown to iwry 2024 — iwry2023 most fluffy fic: blush by aboutafox

[iwritefandomimagines]

HOME — SPIKE (BTVS)

masterlist

pairing: spike (btvs) x reader

description: evenings curled up on a newly acquired couch in the a vampire’s crypt were hardly what most would call domestic bliss. but for you? you’d never felt more at home.

warnings: none really ! sappy cutesy domestic romance <3

author’s note: listen i’m super ill & binging buffy and i needed some sweet, fluffy, domestic established relationship spike content so im providing it myself!

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“Another glass of wine, love?”

You peered up at Spike with a smile, watching the combined glow of candlelight and the television light up the small grin on his face.

He looked almost godlike in this light — the dim orange flicker illuminating perfectly chiseled features, glistening teeth, twinkling eyes that bore into yours with utter love and admiration.

You’d never have expected to find such happiness with the vampire you’d once considered an enemy.

Granted, Spike had changed a lot in the time you’d known him.

But even as he fought alongside your friends and protected you time and time again, you’d never thought he’d reacquire a soul and you’d acquire feelings for him so powerful they sometimes winded you.

And now here you sat, curled up on the couch he’d bought to share with you, an empty wine glass in hand and a heart entirely at peace.

“Mhm,” you hummed, holding the glass out to where he’d poised the bottle for pouring, “Thanks babe. Just a little more.”

“Hardly any left anyway, pet,” he laughed, tongue swiping over his bottom lip, “Hungry?”

He placed the bottle back on the table with a thunk! and pressed a small kiss to your forehead as he sat back down beside you.

You shook your head, leaning in close and resting your head on his chest as he settled back down on the couch.

“You’re sure you’re alright just being here with me tonight?” you frowned momentarily, acutely aware that the rest of the Scoobies were out patrolling tonight.

Spike was always happier to be with you than out fighting evil — and no longer just because he was supposed to be a big bad himself — but you still worried about boring him when he could’ve been out causing chaos or having fun himself.

“Don’t be bloody daft, love,” he laughed, arm curling around your shoulder as you swigged your drink, “You think I’d want to be out there with those morons instead of here with you? I’d take being all cosy like at home with you over that any day.”

You smiled, the word “home” warming your heart. It meant the world knowing that he meant his words, despite that lingering feeling in your tummy that one day he wouldn’t feel that way.

“Just don’t want you getting bored of this kind of stuff, s’all,” you shrugged, your body relaxing under the soft rubbing of his thumb against your upper arm, “But m’glad, I needed a night like this tonight. I love you.”

At that, his already wide grin broadened exponentially, “Love you too, sweetheart. You don’t have to worry about that, you know? I’m perfectly fine. Happy, even. Ecstatic, really. Could never get bored of bein’ with you, could I?”

You hummed in reply, almost satisfied with his reassurance, “I know, I just—,”

“Pet, it’s rare we get this kind of alone time, and you still think I’d want even less?” he scoffed, cupping your face in his hands, “Bollocks to the Scoobies and the big bad out there when I’ve got everything I need here.”

Okay, you weren’t going to fight back on this anymore.

He’d hated how soppy you made him at first. He hated how poetic his declarations to you often sounded, and how even before reacquiring a soul his undead heart was pained by any inclination you might be hurt or upset or mad with him.

Now, though, he’d grown to embrace it.

You saw him as he’d hoped to be seen all those years ago before he was turned — embracing his romanticism, and in fact finding it charming.

You knew how difficult it had been for him to open up to the way he felt about you, and given your friends’ disapproval it had been for you too.

But everything that had happened had led you here, to domestic moments with the man of your dreams and a place you could finally call home… Even if it was a crypt.

You’d discussed getting your own place together, but you didn’t want him to have to entirely relinquish every facet of his life before you, given that he’d already changed so much of himself.

“Sorry I ask that so much,” you chuckled, pressing a small kiss to the curve of his jaw, “Who’d have thought I’d have domesticated the big bad, huh?”

He rolled his eyes, “Hey, I’m not some bloody dog! I’m not domesticated. Just happy.”

“I’m only kidding, babe,” you giggled, “Besides, it’s you that’s got me on a leash as far as the others are concerned.”

He scoffed, another roll of his eyes as he held you in closer, “Yeah that’s ’cause they’re still convinced you can’t possibly love me. Can’t blame ‘em really, pet.”

At those words you placed down your glass, leaning up to kiss him urgently, gripping onto his t-shirt for a moment as you drew him in.

Despite his surprise, he relaxed into the kiss immediately and his hands found your waist to pull you to straddle his lap and deepen the kiss.

“Hate when you say things like that,” you pulled away briefly to pout, “They’re just so wrapped up in themselves they haven’t taken time to see the man you’ve become.”

He smiled against your lips, leaning back in to kiss you again briefly, “They’re right that you’re too good for me though, you know that? End of the day, m’still a monster for everything I’ve done.”

You shook your head, “You’re not a monster, Spike. William. You’ve done some terrible things, yes, but that’s not the real you. Not anymore. I wouldn’t change you for the world, alright? And I’m not too good for you. Never have been.”

It was his turn to kiss you with urgency now, overwhelmed by the emotion of your words.

“And here I thought I was the poet,” he chuckled, a low rumble as you watched his throat bob when he swallowed, “Pretty face and a mouth full of pretty words to boot.”

You scoffed jokingly, “Only for you.”

He rolled his eyes, “Hardly, pet. S’why they don’t like you being with me. Doesn’t matter though, sweetest girl in the world ‘nd you’re all mine.”

You hummed, cheeks flushing red at the compliments.

It usually pissed you off that everyone treated you like you were too pure for this world, like some helpless little girl who needed saving.

Maybe that’s why you’d been so drawn to Spike to begin with — he’d never treated you as fragile, only ever seeing your brightness as a strength (if not a nuisance at first).

“All yours.”

“Want to put another film on, love?”

You pondered his question for a moment, briefly eyeing the television before shaking your head.

“Just want to lay with you, if that’s okay,” you yawned, cuddling into his chest.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead as your sleepy eyes blinked open and closed, “Okay love, let’s get you to bed.”

He scooped you up into his arms bridal style, smiling down as you yawned again and cuddled in closer, “All this romance has worn you out, eh?”

Your eyes opened briefly again for a moment as he laid you down on your shared bed gently, “Nope, m’just… Just happy. Comfortable. Sleepy.”

Spike laughed, rolling his eyes as you fell asleep almost as soon as you’d finished speaking.

He rid himself of his jeans, curling up next to you and pulling you as close to him as possible, “G’night pet. I love you.”

He didn’t need you to say it back right now to know you felt the same, and if he could he’d stay in these domestic moments forever.

Try as he might to deny it — you were right.

You had softened and domesticated him… But he wouldn’t have it any other way.

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ok i hope you enjoyed, thanks for reading!!! no idea how i feel about this, i liked it at first but then lost my way a bit i think lmao. pleaaaase let me know your thoughts & feel free to request more if you’d like <3 here is my masterlist too.

[jannacalendar]

I understand why it wasn't possible, but it's such a shame we couldn't get Jenny back for The Wish. She and Giles fighting a losing battle side by side and being hardened from it, but remaining each other's solace. Them piecing together the puzzle Cordelia presents to them and having faith in a world better than this, only for Anyanka to try and throw them by hinting at Jenny's death should they return. Giles faltering at the thought of losing her and Jenny, once again, sacrificing herself and destroying the necklace. The way she sees it: she'll either be dead by The Master's hand or by her own, and only one of those inevitabilities gives the man she loves a chance of survival. She kisses him as she plunges herself into the abyss, wanting the last thing she experiences to be his love.

Giles waking up the following morning, the pang in his heart he always feels whenever he remembers Jenny accompanied by a newfound feeling of emptiness, and he's not quite sure why.