“What are you so angry about? Isn’t this what you always wanted, for Buffy to come chasing after you?”

Sequel to From the Fires of Hell - Illyria and Buffy have brought the rescued vampires back to the Slayer/Watcher Council headquarters. Some are happier to see them than others...

Buffy’s got a bad sunburn, and Spike knows just how to cure it. First in a trilogy

The way I wanted "The Girl in Question" end up.

Spike has had enough of constantly being put down by Buffy and decides to leave - but he wants to talk to her just one more time

Buffy and Spike are left wanting each other after the spell in "Something Blue." After some persuasion and help from a friend, they decide to see where these newfound feelings could lead.

Written for 12 Mos. - Dawn is the character we were doing, but of course Spike and Buffy keep the focus on them...

When the Slayer's family moves house in her second year of college, a new neighbor swiftly becomes all she wants for Christmas. His wants are decidedly more complicated.

Takes place in an AR wherein Buffy was called to Slayerhood according to schedule, but did not move to the Hellmouth until her freshman year of college. NOT a Wishverse fic.

Another Schmoop fic. The prompt was "pretending to be a couple". Spike and Buffy turn out to be pretty good pretenders. :)

Spike returns to Sunnydale with a plan to kill the Slayer, but when he finds Joyce in peril, he becomes a hero in spite of himself.

He was after all, a soulless, killer vampire … who had nearly sacrificed himself to keep her sister safe. He was after all, much more than that. Post Intervention - that beautiful scene we all wish could have lasted so much longer!

It's Twenty-five years after NFA and Spike goes looking for Buffy.

Set sometime mid-season 6 Buffy arrives at Spike's crypt for a round of special rough and tumble, but things don't quite proceed as she thought they would. ~*~ Judges Choice at Round 5 of the Fang Fetish Awards !! ♥ ~*~

Post Tabula Rasa. Spike takes his own course of action, trying to become a better man for his slayer.

She was a legend. And legends didn’t feel. Legends didn’t cry. Legends didn’t lose—only people did.

After The Writing on the Wall and Epilogue.