Buffy The Vampire Slayer - Blog Posts
Okay hear me out on this : Buffy Summers and Jason Todd as best friends.
They bond over the shared traumatic experience, that is crawling out your own grave after you were dead for a longer time period and how this changes you pretty dramatically.
Both Buffy and Jason always had more problems to deal with than most other kids their age, but at the start of their story, they are both portrayed as sunshine characters. Sure they both had sad moments and difficult times in their child soldier phase, before their deaths but after…
Anyway this is why I think we should talk about Buffy in Gotham instead of Danny phantom
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Spike and buffy have my heart and soul. I haven't watched the show in ages, but they take up so much space in my head.
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
1.12 | "Prophecy Girl"
moodboard: autistic bi nb man rupert giles
Buffy the Vampire Slayer + Random Poetry
Ideal relationship dynamic
Btvs textposts but it's only Spuffy and Cangel
I know Buffy isn’t a saint but I still think the song suits these two pretty well, especially if you picture it through Faith’s POV.
Don't worry I am older but people have no idea what I'm talking about
Starting Stargate in an attempt to become even more unrelatable to my own generation
Buffy the Vampire Slayer (1997-2003)
After reading many posts, I have only one question:
Is there ANYONE who likes the new season?
thirteenthblackbird があなたの投稿に返信しました “Buffy Season 12, Issue #2 - Review / Thought Post”
is that giles as an adult again?
@thirteenthblackbird Yeah, it is. I, personally, liked the idea of young Giles, I just don’t think the idea/concept was utilized as much as it could have been or explored as uniquely and interestingly as it could have been. But I know I’m in the minority with that. So Whedon just went the lazy fanservice route and made Giles an adult again (apparently using a spell they found). It all happened off-screen, even though there had been a Giles Mini during Season 11 that would have been the perfect opportunity to pursue that particular plot point. Ugh. There is just so much lazy and bad writing in Season 12.
WHY?! WHY they all trying to destroy such an amazing story (both comics and movie) and brilliant characters.
They doing this fucking reboot. In the comics, they destroyed Spuffy relationship giving the most idiotic excuse ever (for this characters). Everyone complains that the plot is disappointing and characters behave in a weird way.
They’re doing a buffy reboot… Like… Why? I mean if it’s like a sequel thing maybe but if it’s just a real reboot… Nope? Besides… Honestly… Can it ever be as good as the original?
And don’t those people have new fresh ideas for shows anymore??? The amount of reboots around are astonishing. We’re already getting Charmed, now we’re getting Buffy as well? What’s next? The Pretender? The Sentinel?
And like someone said before:
She was strong not only because of her power.
A lot of people see her as a little silly girl, while she is a strong female character!!
Sarah Michelle Gellar deserved an Emmy for “Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” and the fact that she was snubbed is something I’ll never be ok with. Buffy, not only as a character but also as a show, was and still is to this day such a huge pop culture influence. The show gave TV the first lesbian kiss (the fact that it didn’t happen until the year 2000… yikes) and paved the way for better representation… No one else could’ve done Buffy justice the way Sarah did. She was the heart of this show and really demonstrated that women are multifaceted, and that if you’re “strong” you’re not just the “strong” girl, you have weaknesses and are capable of being vulnerable and that it’s ok to be both. And it’s also ok to be fed up with men and call them out for their abusive patterns and blatant misogyny. And it’s ok to slay vampires in heels and look super hot while doing it. She really was THAT bitch. The fact that her performance was written off by the television academy because they only saw it as a “teen vampire soap opera” is really messed up and unforgivable.
He's so nice to look at 🤭
Life's too short to pretend my celebrity crush isn't Anthony Stewart Head
Spike x reader smut
Catching him in a compromising position
Spike x f!reader smut
This is the first smut I have every written so I apologize if it's not the best. <3 feedback is always appreciated
Not proofread
Minors do not interact
You walk into the crypt that Spike has made into his makeshift home carrying snacks for you and blood bags for him, ready for your weekly movie night with the vampire.
When you see that spike isn't in the main area with the couch and tv you start to worry. It's day and you know he shouldn't be outside. You slowly walk further into the room, ready incase of danger. You set the food for the both of you on the couch softly and continue to walk around trying to figure out where he is.
You make it to the stairs that lead down to the bedroom of the crypt, somewhere you've never been in respect of Spike's privacy. The closer you get the more you start hearing things. Noises that are almost pained sounding. You quickly pull a short dagger out of your belt, something you've adapted to carrying since you live in Sunnydale.
As quietly as you can you open the door to the stairs, the noises getting louder. You fear that Spike is in trouble. You slowly go down the stairs, stopping abruptly at the bottom. You see that Spike isn't and was never in danger. You watch for a moment as he strokes his cock, grunts falling from his lips. The dagger slowly slips from your hands in surprise.
"BLOODY HELL WOMAN DON'T YOU KNOCK!" Spike shouts when he hears the clank of the danger on the stone floor and looks over seeing you standing at the bottom of the stairs, quickly covering himself with a nearby blanket.
"I- Sorry!" You stutter out before quickly turning around, hoping he doesn't see the blush on your face at seeing him like that.
You hear the blankets rustling behind you as well as Spike grumbling to himself. You stay stuck in place, breathing heavier than before because of seeing Spike pleasuring himself. You try not to think about him, he's your friend, it doesn't matter that you've had a crush on him for months, you definitely shouldn't be thinking about his cock.
Spike picks up on your elevated heart rate and he smirks to himself. He had suspected that you liked him, to him, this just confirmed this theory. Having now thrown on pants he quietly walks up behind you and gently rest his hands on your hips, his fingers slightly digging into your skin.
You jump when you feel Spike holding onto you, not expecting him to be there. You feel his chest against your back. If he had a breath you would feel it hot against your neck.
"Like what you saw?" He asks in a accent posh english accent, his voice cocky.
You don't know what to say. Your mouth opens and closes as you try to think of something to say. You feel his arms move to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer, pulling your backside right against his erection. You bite back a whimper at the feeling, trying to resist the urge to move your hips to feel him better.
"I know you want it love." He whispers Huskily before he starts leaving kisses along your jaw. Instinctively you move your head to the side so that he can have easier access. "Just say the word. I'll give you what you want." He continues as he starts leaving sloppier kisses on your neck, his arms holding you against him tighter.
You decide to let all of your restraints go, this is what you want. "Want you Spike. Please." You say breathy, leaning back onto his bare chest.
"Good girl." He says with a smirk as he quickly shifts you in his hold so that you are face to face. He quickly bends down and captures your lips in a passionate kiss.
You practically whimper into his mouth as he deepens the kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth. You quickly move your hands to hold the back of his neck, keeping him pressed against you. You feel his cock straining against his pants.
Spike swiftly bends down, wrapping his arms around your ass, lifting you up, you wrap your legs around his waist, all while still kissing you. He walks over to his large Gothic bed, gently setting you down and pinning you between him and the bed. His hand tables in your hair, basically letting you as he kisses you.
He breaks the kiss to leave love bites down your neck. You whimper as you feel his hips buck into yours. Your fingers dig into his shoulders while you hold him against you.
His hands move from your head and thigh to the hem of your shirt, his cool fingers brushing against your stomach. You quickly sit up and lift your arms, letting him remove your shirt and throw it somewhere in the room. You wrap your arms around his neck again and pull his lips against your own. He kisses you back just as passionately.
You feel his hands move along your torso, coming up the bottom of your bra. Your back arches, signalling to him to take the offending piece of clothing off. He complies eagerly. His arm wraps around your torso and he skillfully unclasps your bra. You take your arms off of him so he can throw your bra off. Once it's off you quickly wrap your arms around him again.
Spike breaks away from the kiss to look at your bare chest. "Oh look at you." Spike mutters softly to himself. You gently grab his hands and move them to cup your breasts. He almost moans at the feeling. He takes his time, pinching and sqeezing before he move down to attach his lips to one of your tits.
You moan when you feel his mouth around your hardened nipple. His hand worshiping the tit that his mouths isn't on. You rest your hand against the back of his head, holding him in place. Fuelled by your moans He sucks and bite making sure to leave marks before he move and does the same to your other breast.
When he is sure that both tits have thoroughly been marked he pulls his head back to admire his work. Feeling satisfied he moves his hands down to the waist band of your pants, looking up at you to ask for consent. You nod your head vigorously, desperate to feel him on your core and inside you.
You makes quick work of your pants before he throws them off somewhere. His hands go to your thighs, massaging them beneath his hands. Your hips buck up, begging him to touch you how you want, how you need, to be touched. A smirk comes to his lips at your action. He slowly drags your soaked underwear down your legs before he quickly puts them in a drawer in the bedside table. You watch him as he does this. He brings his hand down to between your thighs, but not quiet touching where you desperately need him. Your hips desperately buck up, trying to find that pressure you need.
"Patience love, you'll get what you need. Want to savor you." Spike says softly as he gently spreads your thighs apart. He casts his eyes up to watch your face as he gently run a finger over your slit.
You let out a low moan and you face face contorts to one of pleasure. Spike smirks at your reaction before moving up to kiss you hard. You hold onto him tightly. While distracting you with the kiss Spike quickly inserts his finger into your pussy. You let out a surprised moan into his mouth. He begins to thrust his finger in and out of you as well as curling it, getting your ready for his large cock. He slowly adds another finger scissoring you open while his thumb plays with your clit. He swallows your moans eagerly as he continues to curl and thrust his finger in and out of your wet pussy until he is sure that your ready for him.
When he is positive your ready he gently pulls away from the kiss, and he gently pulls his fingers out of you. You whimper at the loss. While making eye contact he quickly sheds himself of his pants and his cock slaps against his stomach. Your eyes widen slightly at the sight, the small peak you got of him earlier didn't do him justice, you knew he was big but you didn't know he was this big.
He lays against you, once again pinning you between him and the bed. "Are you ready?" He asks softly.
You quickly nod, "yes. Please." You say desperately.
He nods in response before he gently grabbed your thigh, positioning your leg around his waist. He quickly kisses you as he slowly pushes into your wet pussy. You moan into the kiss. He stills when he is all the way in, letting you adjust. After a moment you start trying to move your hips against his and he takes this as a sign to start moving.
He thrusts are slow and deliberate, trying to find that sweet spot that will make you scream his name. Your hands claw at his back, despite for him to go faster.
He complies and picks up his pace slightly, thrusting into you a little rougher than before. With one thrust your eyes widen you moan louder and you hold onto him a little tighter, he knows he found your sweet spot. He quickens his pace even more, making sure to hit that spot with every thrust. You moan wildly, you throw your head back in pleasure. Spike gently grabs your chin and tilts your head back so your looking at him.
"None of that, keep your eyes on me." He says as he continues to fuck you relentlessly.
Spike can tell that your getting close with the way your thighs twitch and your moans get louder and more desperate. He moves his hand down your body to play with your clit, wanting to see you come apart on his cock.
You moan louder as you feel your release coming closer. You desperately make eye contact with Spike, wanting him to tell you to come.
Spike senses your need for him to tell you to cum. "Go ahead. Be a good girl and cum on my cock." His pace picks up impossibly faster, wanting to feel you cum around his cock.
Almost as soon as he gets the words out you cum hard with the cry of his name. Your thighs tighter around his waist and your fingernails leave crescent moon shapes on his back. Not long after you cum he pumps you full of his seed with a groan.
He gives you a moment to catch your breath before he slowly and gently pulls out. His eyes widen as he watched your mixed cum drip from your used pussy. After he is done admiring his work he quickly gets up to grab a cloth to clean you up. He comes back and gently wipes you down before throwing the cloth somewhere in the room. He gently lays down on the bed next to you, taking into account how tired you must be.
"You alrighty love?" He asks softly as he wrap his arms around you, pulling you close to him.
You rest you head against his chest and you nod lazily. "Mhm." You respond with a goofy smile.
"I'm glad." He says running his hand up and down your back in a soothing manner.
The two of you enjoy the quiet moment before you slowly drift off to sleep in his arms.
forever searching for a better supernatural show than btvs. newsflash, there isn't one!
the problem with watching buffy the vampire slayer for the first time when you're 13 is that it will fundamentally reshape your brain chemistry to the point where literally all fiction becomes buffy the vampire slayer in different fonts. "watch another show!" you might say, and believe me i have! i promise i've watched many other shows since i was 13. but the problem is that all those other shows as well as films, books, podcasts etc. are simply deviations of buffy the vampire slayer to me. it's the holy text, the primary source. everything else is just commentary.
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"Someone asked how I feel about Captain Crunch. I'm capable of eating an entire box of it without any milk. It is a sweet taste that is indescribable. Captain Crunch is its own flavour."
-my baby, my husband, my lover, Pedro Pascal
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you know, when i made that post about judge judy, i was really thinking about pedro pascal. ive been his fan since i was a child watching my mom watch law & order and buffy. i grew up thinking people on tv stayed that age (i didnt understand the concept of time) and i was utterly disappointed to find out that he did not wait for me (he didnt stop aging and wont sleep outside his age range, which i guess makes him a good person? but like cmon? its me? the literal love of your life?) if he would have me, i would take care of him in old age. change diapers, give medication, bathe him. i would remind him every day of who he was, every reason i love him, and any memory i could think of to remind him that hes human. that he deserves to be here just as much as anyone, else even in sickness.
now that ive basically wrote out my wet dream, bye! love you!!
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i love when a show randomly has a musical episode, or some other themed deviation from the norm. it reminds me that there's people producing the show and it tells me they're having fun :3
just brushed my teeth for bed and of course thats when my stomach is like
So my class and I have started a zine of illustrations. The first theme was Buffy the vampire slayer!
Fiona Hill
http://feestarr.tumblr.com
#spike all your friends are already looking at the rock
