[Prompt #446] BtVS / Spike — For Good
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Title: For Good
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:
veronyxk84
Characters/Pairing: Spike (implied Spuffy)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set in S5, toward the end of 5x07 “Fool For Love”
Summary: Spike is making his way to Buffy’s house.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #446 - Dessert
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emotion100, My journal, Sunnydale After Dark
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Spike marched out of his crypt, shotgun in hand, ignoring Harmony’s shrill warnings.
How could she—or anyone—understand the weight of this latest humiliation? He was through being the Slayer’s doormat, and he’d show her. He’d show everyone! They’d regret making him their laughingstock.
He was still Spike. And he’d get his stones back by killing the Slayer. Sod the bloody chip, sod everything!
The satisfaction of getting it done would be worth going through the pain. And then he’d feast on their bodies for dessert.
“And then I’ll be over you. For good,” he murmured to himself, approaching Buffy’s house.
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Characters/Pairing: Spike (implied Spuffy)
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Some coarse language
Word count: 100 (Google Docs)
Spoilers/Setting: Set in S5, toward the end of 5x07 “Fool For Love”
Summary: Spike is making his way to Buffy’s house.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction created for fun and no profit has been made. All rights belong to the respective owners.
Prompt: #446 - Dessert
Crossposted:
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Spike marched out of his crypt, shotgun in hand, ignoring Harmony’s shrill warnings.
How could she—or anyone—understand the weight of this latest humiliation? He was through being the Slayer’s doormat, and he’d show her. He’d show everyone! They’d regret making him their laughingstock.
He was still Spike. And he’d get his stones back by killing the Slayer. Sod the bloody chip, sod everything!
The satisfaction of getting it done would be worth going through the pain. And then he’d feast on their bodies for dessert.
“And then I’ll be over you. For good,” he murmured to himself, approaching Buffy’s house.