Did you ever wonder what could have happened if our favourite vamp had reacted differently after being disinvited from the Slayer’s home? Set immediately post-Crush, Spike takes a stand, and Buffy is forced to face some harsh truths. Will she finally admit her true feelings, or continue swimming in that famous river called denial? Will it even matter? May contain mild spoilers up to and including Crush.

A short little Spuffy interlude, set sometime in Season 6.

During Willow's thy-will-be-done spell, a little inadvertent claiming takes place and Buffy's life will be changed forever. Just how will she cope being connected to the vampire that is the bane of her existence?

Sequel to Check Point: Buffy and Spike are ready to use those vials that showed up at the end of CM. But nothing ever *quite* goes as planned on the hellmouth, does it?

AtV's 'Spin the Bottle' BtVS/Spuffy style! A fun fic with a touch of angst and a lot of laughter. Contains X/A and G/J as well.

When Buffy and Spike’s lives become entwined with the fates of a slayer and a samurai who lived and died three hundred years ago, everything they think they know about their relationship and themselves is called into question.

What if Buffy witnessed the dance between Spike and Drusilla during "Crush?"

When Buffy learns that Spike is somehow alive, she is elated… And hurt, and confused. Why didn’t he find her? Why didn’t anyone tell her? Does he still love her? And who is the blue woman?
 
Another Post NFA Reunion Fic.

Post-Chosen/NFA. Buffy heads out for a party, determined to get on with her life, but doesn't reckon on the car letting her down. Will her Knight in dark, dark leather be along to rescue her? You bet ya!

Buffy's drowning her sorrows after Anya's wedding; thing is - why does Spike's face keep filling her mind? And those lips...

The challenge was: What if Spike, rather than Riley, saved Buffy at the beginning of Fool For Love?

A short, tried-to-be-pwp-but-I-didn't-let-it, ficlet written for a prompt at sb_fag_ends. Was going to try to do all of them this month, but so far I've only managed one.

A series of short, stand alone ficlets that taken together constitute a whole story. Written as holiday prezzies for people who asked or deserved them.

The last of the Seven Seasons challenges - this is the grim, dark and angsty one. Read at your own risk.

An imaginary Season VI conversation, overheard by the Scoobies