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Mistletoe- Spike
Pairing: Spike x Reader
Characters: Spike
Warnings: N/A
Request: Wattpad- Hello! Can I have a spike x (gender neutral if you do can) reader that they up kissing under the mistletoe and later confess they like each other
Word Count: 406
Author: Charlotte
It was hard to not find Spike infuriating. Being a vampire, you instantly felt the need to dislike him but also his personality was far from helpful in bringing you around to him. The more time you spent with him, the more you wanted to stake him but that didn’t mean part of you wasn’t intrigued by the vampire you were stuck spending time with. You hated the fact that you found him attractive, you hated the part of you that felt intrigued by the vampire.
You were currently on Spike watch, stuck in Giles’ apartment making sure Spike didn’t do anything too stupid. Even with the festive decorations around each room, reminding you it was coming up to Christmas, you couldn’t find the spirit you’d normally feel when you were ready to pull your hair out due to the current company.
“I swear, Spike,” you huffed. “If you keep on complaining, I’m going to handcuff you to the shower again.”
You had planned to make a cup of tea, but you feared what you would do with the kettle if he continued to follow you around the apartment, moaning about the conditions he was kept in and how much he disliked every little thing about his current life.
“All I’m saying is that this is an inhumane,” he frowned.
“Well, you’re inhuman so that seems rather fair.”
Spike made another whining noise just as you entered the kitchen, forcing you to spin on your heel to snap at the vampire. Before you could say anything, you noticed him looking up at the sprig of leaves hanging above you in the doorway.
“Mistletoe?”
He smirked. “Well, I’m not one to break tradition.”
Your jaw stiffened at the thought, unsure if it was from wanting to kiss him or from hating the idea but maybe it was a bit of both.
“If you think I’m going to kiss you, then you’ll be mistaken.”
He took a step closer to you, lessening the gap between you.
“Don’t pretend that you don’t look at me when you think I’m not paying attention,” he said, letting his hand wander to your hip.
“I-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you croaked, your throat becoming dry.
“Of course, you don’t sweetheart,” he chuckled.
You went to try and argue for your pride but before another word could escape you, he had closed the gap between you, your lips pressing firmly together.
#Mistletoe#Request#Spike#Spike Imagine#Spike One Shot#William Pratt#William Pratt Imagine#William Pratt One Shot#Buffy the Vampire Slayer#Buffy the Vampire Slayer Imagine#Buffy The Vampire Slayer One Shot#BTVS#BTVS Imagine#BTVS One Shot#Charlotte
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does anyone else think about Spike and Giles looking at each other and seeing a personification of the most despised and vulnerable aspects of their own past or is it just me
#btvs#i'm so serious bc they're perfect foils especially when their relationships with buffy are to be considered#spike vs the ripper. rupert giles vs william pratt#they're the same. just the same. they just had an opposite and equal evolution and they can't imagine anyone doing it the other way#spike btvs#rupert giles#buffy summers#one knows exactly where unrestrained recklessness and hedonism lead and wants to steer her away from that#the other knows exactly what a prison societal expectations and repression can be and wants nothing more than for her to break free of them#i'm about to start gnawing bricks#buffy the vampire slayer
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Waves (Spike x YN)
Request: Nope. Just another concept that turned way too long. Continuation of other fics.
TW: Mentions of blood and phsyical harm.
Word Count: 2.2k
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Another night of hunting. Another night covered in blood. You walked half contorted down the street, in pain after your battle. Your body was regenerating but it was still painful. How many more nights if this hell before you found peace. You would cry, like you did in the past, but there's no point. It brings no relief. So, you just hobbled home in the dead of night hoping no civilian would catch you. Cause what a horrifying sight you are.
Smoke litters the air as Spike exhales. Another night of helping the slayer. Another night of getting his ass handed to him for getting cocky around her. He wishes he wasn't infatuated with her, but life just happens. A quick thought interrupted his line of thought. The cursed slayer. He hasn't seen her in 3 days. He misses her. Now that she doesn't work at The Magic Shop it’s harder to see her. Maybe every other day he'll see her in the cemetery with Buffy or alone but never on a consistent schedule. He knows where she lives... he could visit her. He would blush if he had any blood to produce a blush. How silly is he being? Him, chasing after the cursed slayer. Ridiculous.
He trails off from the cemetery, still debating on whether to visit y/n or not. What reasons would he have for stopping by? The waltz! He offered her a dance! He stops in his tracks and shakes his head. He was being silly. No one that experienced and ancient would care to spend time with him. Even if they were friends. She was just being polite. He tried to reason with himself. He has never felt so much doubt over someone. With Buffy it was straight forward, stalk and wear her down. With y/n it’s so complicated. Like playing a game without rules.
His attention is caught by a trail of blood on the ground. He's on high alert. He follows the zig zag of blood down the street. This is the street to y/n's house. He walks faster, afraid for her safety. As he turns the corner he sees her, a macabre sight of body parts twisted and torn. He holds his breath as if he had any. He rushes to her side.
You become aware of a presence behind you. You're tired and badly hurt, but if a fight has to happen then you are ready.
"Y/n!" Spike yells after you.
The wave of relief that washes over you is insurmountable.
You barely turn as he runs up to you, worry etched on his face.
"Despite my current presentation, I'm fine." You interject before he can get a word out.
"You look like death."
"I'll survive." You try to hobble past him.
Without any warning he scoops you up into his arms, your face against his chest. You feel a blush coming on. He starts at a steady and careful pace back to your house.
"I can walk." You argue.
"Barely" he says.
You sigh. You would never admit it but you like how it feels to be taken care of. You breath in the scent if dirt and leather that clings to Spike. You stay quiet the rest of the way, contemplating how much different your life would be if you had Spike around. You wave the idea away. He belongs to Buffy and you belong to the curse, simple as that.
You reach your house, still in his arms. He gently puts you down on your feet. You're surprised by his gentle nature.
"Thank you." You smile, trying to steady yourself.
"What are friends for." He pauses for a second. "You owe me a dance." He felt like a putz bringing it up in her current state. Why did his brain short circuit around her?
You chuckle. "I haven't forgotten. Maybe next time." You turn away and walk inside your house.
As soon as the door closes, he hangs his head. What an idiot he's being! Asking for a dance when she can barely move. Might as well wear a sign that says touch starved. He walks back home, hands in his pocket, angry and embarrassed. He can still smell her blood on him, making him hungry.
The next day he was itching to see y/n again. He had to wait at the cemetery, maybe? Walk up her street? He didn't know where to locate her, simply that he had to make sure she was okay. After a while he gives up and starts to walking by y/n's street to find her sitting by the curve. She looks in pain.
He rushed to your side. You have a broken leg. You thought it would be a good idea to limp back home after your early but painful altercation with a demon. Spike crouches down to your level.
"What do we got here?" He says in a playful tone trying to hide his concern.
"You should see the other guy."
Spike frowned at seeing the damage. "Can you get up?"
"Yes. And no, you're not carrying me today. I've been taking care if myself for years and I can do it now."
"A bloody terrible job you've been doin’."
"Rude" you get up and start limping again.
Before you can get your footing Spike sweeps you up again. You protest but he hushes you. Again, incredulous. This man is sweet but is getting on your last nerve.
"Sorry love, can't let you waste away." He looks down at you. He notices how fragile you are in his arms, how good you feel so close to him, and how much power he has over you in this one moment.
He quickly looks up, trying to avoid your prodding gaze. "Tell me what happened."
"Simple. Demon had a club. I got cocky. He swung, broke my leg and I swung my sword and cut his head."
"Big fan of decapitation, I see."
"All in a night's work." You grinned.
"You say you’ve always taken care o’ yourself. Does every night end like this?"
"Most nights, yes. It’s just me and the big bad demons. I do get careless cause of the whole immortality bit."
He nods. You both reach your house. He gently puts you down on your feet. You sway and he catches you. You look up, your faces mere inches from each other. You take the time to admire his chiseled face, his sharp cheek bones and his blue eyes. All the while he enjoys getting reacquainted with the valley of your lips, and the deep hue of color in your eyes. He wonders how soft your lips really are. He pulls back at the thought and you almost stumble onto him. He steadies you, from a distance. You laugh at his reaction.
"Once again, thank you. You always seem to show up when I need you, and I appreciate that."
He nods, contemplating his next move. You turn to open, enter and close your door. However, Spike puts his foot on the door.
"I don't want you goin' our without me."
"Excuse me?" You're incredulous.
"Every time you're alone you get hurt. We can't have that now, can we? So, you're with me from now on."
You stand there speechless. Before you can retort he ends the conversation with "I'll pick you up at 9." And walks away.
The following night you wait for him, amused at how the night will turn out. A knock is heard in the distance. You open it to see Spike, your chaperone if the night.
"Good evening. Where to m'lady?"
You laugh at his antics. As you walk towards the woods you explain to Spike your goal for the night. To take down set of twin demons that have been trying to lure children to eat them. Spike is attentive and energized. He wanted to impress you. He wanted to prove to you that he was no sniveling child vampire. Just because there is an 800 year difference between the two of you, it doesn't mean that he's useless.
You both make it to an empty playground.
"Here?" Spike asks.
"Here." You confirm.
So, you sit and wait. Spike steals glances at you, hoping to catch your eye. He has never felt so small and shy. You turn to look at him and smile "nervous, baby boy?"
He is taken aback, speechless. Baby boy! You had some gal! He didn't know if to fight back or let you dominate him. Neither action came to fruition due to two big demons coming into view.
You stand ready, "show time, baby boy." You run up at the twin demons.
Spike needs a minute to rewire his thoughts and calm his feelings. Once reconnected he runs after you to back you up.
You both go on a head on collision with the demons. Spike is surprised at your direct approach. He can tell you're too focused on the win and not on your safety. He swoops in to play defense and keep you safe. While you work on slashing and punching, Spike works on blocking and moving you out of the way. You both work as a unit, fearless of what’s to come. Your bodies speak a language that only you two understand.
The demons are tired and bruised but you guys aren't done. Spike calls your name as he pushes one of the demons your way. Your sword is ready, and you stab into him with ease. Spike misses his cue as you call to him and the other demon attacks him, hurting him. You call to him one last time throwing your sword his way. He catches it with ease and stabs the demon multiple times. You're both triumphant.
You walk up to Spike to assess the damage.
"It's bleeding but not terrible" Spike states.
You nod and sling his arm around your shoulders. You both limp towards your house.
"Thank you. You were amazing." You compliment him.
He smirks, "You weren't half bad."
"If you hadn't been there those demons would've taken me out."
"I know" Spike smiles his shit eating grin.
You stop at your porch and Spike moves away from you. "Good night. I'll see you tomorrow night" and he starts walking away.
"Wait, I'm gonna patch you up." You stop him from moving farther away from you.
He freezes. "Love, I'd have to come in..." He trails off at the prospect of being in your home.
You chuckle. "I know." You stand inside your house. "Go ahead, ask."
He couldn't believe it. Dead heart be still. "Can I come in?"
"Nah."
Spike's jaw drops. Ridiculous. He feels like storming off until he hears you laugh which makes his blood boil.
"Wait! Don't leave. I’m sorry. Ask again. Please." You say trying to get your laughter under control.
He asks again, and you say yes. And he feels all the air, if any, leave his body. He was elated and giddy.
He saunters into your home as if it was his own. He takes in the space, the furniture.
"Take a seat, I'll be right back" you point to your couch.
You bring him a cup of water and a med kit. He is humbled at your gesture. So simple yet so loving.
"Take off your shirt." You say as you look through your med kit.
"Buy me a drink first, love" he chuckles and complies.
You make an annoyed face, but it’s quickly washed off at the sight at his body. He was breathtaking. Dips and valleys hidden under hard lines of muscles. You remind yourself to breathe. You refocus and go to tending his wound. You are careful, loving as your work on him.
He admires your gentle hands, So carefully caring for him. Buffy would never. Yet y/n will always. Always. He snaps back from his reverie as you apply the anti-septic to his wound. It stings.
"All new!" You state looking at your handy work.
"Thank you..." he mumbles as he pulls his shirt down.
"My pleasure. I mean, it was a pleasure to help. I mean not that I take pleasure in seeing your hurt. I mean - " Spike places his pointer and middle finger to your lips. A firm but gentle gesture.
"I know what you mean." He smiles, a genuine one. "I have to go now. The sun is rising."
As he turns away you pull at his duster. "Stay."
He turns slowly, in surprise of what he just heard.
"Stay" you repeat. "You can stay on the couch. It’s a pull out."
He makes eye contact. He steps closer, purposefully entering your personal space. One hand distracts itself by playing with your hair. The other ghosted over yours at your side.
He knew, in that moment, that you would look out for him no matter what. The woman he got to know before he knew her as the cursed slayer was still there. The attentive eyes, the smart mouth and the loving heart. All that he needed. He refuses to let himself drown in this feeling. Not yet. He needed time before he let himself swim in your waves of love. But there was no harm in taking a dip, just for tonight.
#spike x yn#spike x y/n#spike x reader#spike x you#william the bloody#spike the bloody#btvs#spike btvs#btvs imagine#btvs x reader#buffy the vampire slayer#william pratt
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Gosh what I would’ve given for Spike to get hit with some sort of spell that literally turned him back into 1880 William with the hair and the glasses and heartbeat and everything and he’s like really Struggling To Cope with suddenly being in modern times but like I want to see how he’d interact with everybody and they’d all be so frickin confused and wouldn’t it be so funny if he actually took to the monster/research stuff really well because he knows and can read multiple languages and was actually quite educated and he asks if he can use one of those newfangled contraptions called a “Typewriter” and they show him the computer and he has a stroke. And like he gravitates towards Giles a little because “oh! A fellow countryman!” and Giles suddenly hates everyone and everything and William can’t figure out why Xander is unnecessarily mean to him and then there’s Dawn who’s nice to him but says she’s going to have to tease him about this later and he doesn’t get what she means but he likes her because she reminds him of the sister he might’ve had if she hadn’t died in infancy and then there’s Buffy and he’s just a nervous mess whenever she’s around and like he’s always practically jumping to his feet when she walks in and rushing to open the door and pull out her chair and he keeps offering her his jacket and his arm and she just can’t bring herself to tease or be mean to him about it because he’s genuinely very sweet and then there’s the fact he doesn’t actually even know what happened to him and Buffy forces/practically threatens everybody not to tell him because he mentioned that he knows some writer friends who are into this new thing called “science fiction” and some of them have these ideas about traveling through time and he thinks maybe that’s what happened to him and he’s so worried about his mother and as much as he likes them all he’s going to have to find a way to get back to her because she’s sick you see, she’s very very sick and he’s her only family and Buffy doesn’t have the heart to tell him that there is no going back because that’s not what happened.
Just. This concept.
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still thinking about the intervention kiss
#their first proper kiss <33#it’s such an unhinged ep#but the ending is so sweet#the robot is still fucking weird tho but#it’s so sad too like#imagine wanting someone that much#so you settle for something artificial#anyways i cant get over buffy actually expressing her gratitude#instead of keeping spike at an arm’s length like she usually does#also this demonstrated how WELL spike knew her#like he could tell it was buffy unlike her friends#and he knew the right ‘programming’ so to speak#to make robot buffy… buffy#it’s insane#i need to sit down#spuffy#spike#william pratt#buffy summers#buffy the vampire slayer#btvs#kamwashere
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Imagine
"When I win your heart (Name), and I will win it, it will not be because of any trickery. It will be because you want me." (- Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones, OUAT) they say, then give you a smirk that was almost warm, and leave.
^ This ^ with you & the following villains :
CreepyPasta; Eyeless Jack, Laughing Jill, Nurse Ann, Offenderman, Puppeteer, Zalgo, etc.
Disney/Pixar; Captain Hook (i mean-), Charles F Muntz, Dr Facilier, Horned King, Jafar, Long John Silver, Maleficent, Professor Ratigan, Randall Boggs, Scar, Shan Yu, Shere Khan, etc.
Gotham; Edward Nygma/The Riddler, Fish Mooney, the Scarecrow, Lazlo Valentin/Professor Pyg, Victor Fries/Mr Freeze, etc.
Misc: Black Hat, Captain Hook (2002), Damien Dalgaard, Deucalion, Don Falcone (2022), Eris (S;LOTSS), Jack Bass, Lucius Malfoy, Mal/The Malevolent One (TDI;AS), Merle Dixon, Napoleon Boneparte (NATM), Owen/Wolf (TWD), Peter Hale, Spike/William Pratt, etc.
Once Upon A Time; Cruella De Vil, Hades, etc.
Horror; Candyman, Harper Alexander, Inkubus, Jerry Dandridge, Kieran Wilcox, Leslie Vernon, Mental Manny, Kenneth Chase/Jeffrey Hawk, Caleb Quinn, the Djinn, Tiffany Valentine, etc.
#there are more characters i thought to include like erk destler and katherine pierce...#but i dont think they would let it happen on its own 😅 poor bastards wouldnt trust that it would#Imagine#MultiVillains x Reader Imagine#MultiVillains x Reader#Villains x Reader#Horror Villains x Reader#Once Upon a Time x Reade#Gotham Villains x Reader#Disney Villains x Reader#Creepypasta x Reader
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which of these pairings is your favorite Alpha master and servant boy
Chris Pratt and Nick Robinson
Chris Evans and Tom Holland
Henry Cavil and Jack Dylan Glazer
Tyler Hoechlin and Dylan O’Brian
ASK ANSWERED
Hey I think I would chose Tyler Hoechlin with Dylan O'Brian. The AI artworks represents well what I imagine about them : a loving sub, an obedient boyfriend worshipping his manlier alpha, a bearded dom daddy. 😍 Obviously Tyler Hoechlin deserves to have his feet worshipped 😁
And you surely remember I wrote two stories about Dylan O'Brien. They can be read one after another or separately.
Part 1
Part 2
As for Chris Pratt and Nick Robinson, I have already been asked about writing about them
I was more inspired by writing about the characters they play in Jurassic World. It's about a step-dad who bully his stepson (feet, farts, faggots torture, asslicking...)
If it is a story about the godly Henry Cavill humiliating a fag boy you are looking for, here is the link of one of my most sadistic story (bullying, money slave, downfall, feet)
And I don't even know who Jack Dylan Grazer is 😂
About the handsome Chris Evans, here is an article about him and with links of stories. There is several that are about him being a dominant master humiliating faggots losers.
@chrisevansxmalereader @henrycavilledits @chrispratt @chrisprattisallthat @dylans-obrien @tylerhoechlinsource @dylanobrien-daily @chrisevansbf @henrycavillworld @tylerhoechlin @chrisevans-sexualfrustrations @tidodore2 @fartfagoutlet @rainykpoptravelcreator @lovefanfiction01 @gayhopefullove @fartsandotherstink @innerpiratefun @leftprogrammingroadtripdean
#dylan o'brien#Dylan O'Brian#Tyler Hoechlin#Chris Pratt#Nick Robinson#Jurassic World#Nick Owens#Movie#Film#Henry Cavill#Tom Holland#jack dylan grazer#Chris Evans#ask answered#Question#Réponse#Answer
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Yao Wang || HWS China
Character Playlist | 25 songs | 1hr 36 min
• Let's Go - Stuck in the Sound
• Product of My Own Design - Artio
• Remember Everything - Five Finger Death Punch
• Shake It Out - Florence + The Machine
• Little Dark Age - MGMT
• Orbit - Alice Phoebe Lou
• So Much (For) Stardust - Fall Out Boy
• No Time to Die - Barbie Sailers, Violet Orlandi
• Decode - Paramore
• Warriors - Imagine Dragons
• The Light Behind Your Eyes - My Chemical Romance
• Waterfall - Toby Fox
• Bushel Hyde - Jessica Pratt
• The News - Paramore
• Awake and Alive - Skillet
• Romance - My Chemical Romance
• Believer - Imagine Dragons
• Arsonist's Lullabye - Hozier
• Walking on both Sides - Pink Turns Blue
• One Day The Only Butterflies Left Will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death - Bring Me The Horizon, Amy Lee
• My Mistakes Were Made For You - The Last Shadow Puppets
• Dead Horse - Hayley Williams
• The Sun - Portugal. The Man
• I Follow Rivers - Marika Hackman
• In the Woods Somewhere - Hozier
• Flight of the Crows - Jhariah
Spotify | Youtube
#hmmm please tell me how this one came out#china is one of my faves but i'm not sure if i got his vibes right#france's playlist was kinda a joke and i didn't want china to get disserviced like france did lmao#hetalia#ヘタリア#hws#hetalia china#hws china#yao wang#wang yao#hetalia character theme songs#hetalia character playlist#floralcrematorium music#Spotify
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Secretly Submissive Ch. 8
Fandom: Angel (Buffyverse)
Series Rating: E
Series Pairings: Liam/William (Angel/Spike), Liam/Lindsey, Spike/Lindsey, Spike/Lindsey/Angel
Series Characters: Angel (Liam Devlin), Spike (William Pratt), Lindsey McDonald, Wesley Wyndham-Pryce, others tbd
Word Count: 2084
Chapter Warnings: smut, dirty talk, light bondage, nipple clamps, cock ring, anal fingering, anal, orgasm delay, nipple play, semi-rough sex, coming untouched, coming on command, pain kink, light degradation kink, aftercare
Series Warnings: human au, fluff, angst, Dom/sub, smut, bondage, pain kink, nipple kink…more to be added as series progresses
Chapter Summary: Another eye-opening experience for Liam.
Series Summary: Liam Devlin, hardworking investor and businessman, receives an unexpected awakening in the form of William Pratt, the unassuming bookstore owner he met online.
Square Filled: Cock Ring ( @kinky-things-happen )
William reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube from the dwindling pile and flipped the cap, pouring a generous amount onto his fingers. Warming the liquid slightly between his fingers first, he slides his hand down over Liam's balls, massaging the sac lightly as his other hand circles his cock, turning on the vibe pressed against the base of the hard shaft. Liam lets out a soft groan at the dual feeling of the vibration on his cock and the gentle tingling sensation on his balls where Will has rubbed the lube in.
"Oh, God, what-?"
"'Nother li'l surprise, eh? Imagine how good tha's gonna feel in your arse, pet."
"Please…", Liam moaned, bucking up slightly into Will's stroking hand.
"Yeah? You green, luv? Wan' me stretchin' you open for my cock, Angel?"
"God, fuck, yes, Master. Need you. Your fingers, your cock, need to feel you in me."
"Make you a right li'l cockslut yet, luv. Already so needy for me, Christ, jus' bloody perfect."
Will slid his fingers lower, rubbing over Liam's perineum and down to circle around the tight pucker.
"Need to be in you, Angel. Gonna make this fast this time, can't wait like last night. Too bloody pretty like this."
Liam moaned approvingly as Will slid a finger past the quickly loosening ring of muscle, pushing back on the intruding digit. The tingling from the lube began, sending his desire surging higher, making him clamp around the pumping finger, desperate for more.
"Tha's it, luv, open up for me. Wanna fuck this sweet arse so bloody bad, Angel." Will groaned at the feeling of Liam's hole clenching around his finger as he thrust into him, working him open. His other hand was still slowly pumping Liam's hard cock and he felt the thick length twitch as he spoke. "C'mon, baby, spread your legs wider for me, yeah…fuck, gonna have to record this someday, let you see how fuckin' beautiful you look as you take me in."
Slipping his finger out briefly, Will poured more lube onto his fingers, sliding two into the waiting hole, his eyes flicking up to Liam's face as he thrust in, searching for his prostate. As Liam's lips parted on a moaning gasp, Will smirked, crooking his fingers to rub against the bundle of nerves.
"Spike! Oh fuck, yeah…shit!" Liam wriggled under Will's ministrations, his cock throbbing, aching for release and denied by the very ring of silicone that kept his arousal at its peak as the vibrations coming from the bullet attachment worked their way through the shaft. He longed to touch the man kneeling between his legs, tugging harshly at the cuffs that kept him restrained, his arousal only heightened further by the short yield provided the cuffs chain. "Master, please, oh, Jesus, feels so good. Want you in me, Spike, please, fuck me, oh, God!"
Will growled at the wanton mess the brunette was quickly becoming, scissoring his fingers within the loosening ring of muscle, his cock eager to slip inside its snug grip. Easing his fingers free of the grasping hole, he grabbed a condom from beside Liam's head, tearing the packet open and rolling it down the length of his aching cock. Will let out a long groan as he rubbed the remaining lube over his hard, neglected, shaft before leaning forward and pushing the tip against the rim of Liam's slick hole. His eyelids fluttered as he sank into the willing channel, and he heard a soft gasp of wonder from the man beneath him. As he swiftly bottomed out, he met Liam's gaze, the look on the brunette's face catching his breath in his throat. William paused, held there, balls deep in the warm, tight grip by the sheer force of his own will, his brow quirking up in question.
"Christ, I didn't hurt you, did I, pet?"
"No! God, no." Liam shook his head vigorously. "I just…I wasn't expecting…you really don't know, do you? How beautiful you look right now, your face as you filled me up, I've never seen…like a god."
"Not half as beautiful as you look taking me, I'd wager", William snarled hungrily, grasping Liam's thighs. He tugged his legs around his waist, his cock sinking impossibly deeper as he leaned over Liam with a deep groan, to capture his mouth in a swift kiss. "Shite, can’t wait to fuck you raw, luv. So fuckin’ tight, wanna feel this sweet arse clenched around me, nothin’ between us, my cum fillin' you to the bloody brim…fuck, gotta move, Angel. Can’t wait, gotta feel ya, pet.”
Liam moaned in agreement, his hips thrusting down on Will’s cock minutely, heels digging into the slim blonde’s buttocks to pull him closer. William growled again and braced his hands on either side of Liam's head, bending the brunette nearly in two as began thrusting in earnest, too worked up already to draw out his pleasure. Looking down between them, he could see Liam's swollen cock twitch against his stomach with every thrust, the plummy head darkening as the cock ring did its job, holding back the younger man's imminent climax.
Smirking, Will kneeled back up, his pace never faltering, and tugged at the thin chain laying on Liam's chest, the brunette's back arching with a cry of pleasure as his nipples rehardened at the rougher treatment. Tugging again, Will's gaze flicked between the look on Liam's face and his ruddy cockhead, watching as a thick tendril of pre-cum slowly bubbled up out of the slit.
"Need to cum, don't ya, Angel?" William angled his next thrust into Liam, his cock unerringly thumping against his prostate and pulling a sharp cry of desire from the body beneath him. Liam's head arched back against the pillow, thick neck stretched taut as he bucked his hips down to meet Will's next thrust, hands now gripping tight at the bars of the headboard as the blonde slammed into him. "Fuck, so tight, luv, so bloody pretty like this, all wanton an' needy, takin' it all so perfect. Christ, not gonna last, pet, too fuckin' hot, watchin' you, writhing for me like this. Wanna cum too, Angel? Gonna beg me, all pretty like las' night?"
"Jesus, yes, Spike! Yeah, need it, please!" Liam rocked down into Will's brutal thrusts, the combination of sensations, of his prostate being pummeled, his nipples being worked red by the clamps as Will tugged urgently, and his cock throbbing as the vibrations from the bullet ran through the thick shaft relentlessly, leaving him teetering endlessly on the edge of an unreachable orgasm. As his cock swelled further within the confines of the thin ring of silicone, he wondered if he would cum dry, the thought of that painful sensation making his balls clench with need. "Master, please, oh, God, please let me cum! Fuck, ahh, need it, need to cum, please, feels too good…too much…oh, Jesus Christ, Spike, ah, please, lemme cum, fuck, let me…lemme cum…"
He was babbling, he knew it, but he couldn't find it in him to care, the drive to find release too great to will himself to still his tongue. Will wanted begging, and he gave it to him, in abundance. He thrashed his head against his pillow as Will rode into him, his thighs quivering as they clamped around his waist, keeping him from pulling away too far. If he had thought last night had been revelatory, it was nothing compared to what he felt in this moment, heart pounding in his ears as his body was worked to ever higher heights of arousal, cock aching, nipples throbbing at the delicious abuse they endured, ass clenching around the length stretching him open. And still, he prattled on, needing to feel the surge of white hot seed as it shot through his desperate cock.
He could feel Will swelling within him, his short, quick thrusts losing none of their power against his clenching thighs. The blonde was speaking to him, and he fought to focus on his words, his pleading dwindling to mewls and keens. Will's hand, previously gripping tight at his hip, snaked between them, and he let out a soft cry of relief as he felt him pull the cock ring off his aching shaft.
"So lovely, Angel, Christ, could listen to you beg so sweet all bloody day." Will's hand dropped away from Liam's cock, his hips stuttering. "Shite, gonna cum, luv, don't cum yet, not yet, not till I say."
Liam whimpered, his now-free cock pulsing with its impending climax as he struggled to obey. William thrust hard, twice, and stilled, his head falling back against his shoulders as he groaned out his release, and Liam screwed his eyes shut against the radiant look of bliss on the blonde’s face with a moan. Seconds later, he felt fingers stroking lightly over his cheek and he forced his eyes open at the silent command for attention.
"Such a good boy, Angel", Will whispered. His hand withdrew and he trailed his fingers down along Liam's chest to toy with the clamps pinching the blood-darkened nubs. Cock still embedded deep within the brunette, he removed the clamps in one swift movement. "Now, Angel. Cum for me, now."
With a sharp, drawn-out cry, Liam's hips jackknifed, his cock spurting thick ropes of cum across his chest, one particularly hard burst catching the underside of his chin as he came, pleasure surging through him and whiting out his vision. Beneath the sounds of his own orgasm, he could hear Will grunt out in surprise as the force of his release triggered an unexpected second climax from the blonde as he clamped down around the still half-hard cock, milking the long shaft as his hips bucked of their own volition.
"Bloody hell, luv, wasn't expecting that." William's bemused voice was slightly hoarse as he eased himself from the clenching channel, barely managing to remove the condom and tie it off before collapsing onto Liam's sticky torso. "Fuck, you just keep gettin' better, Liam."
Liam let his legs collapse to the bed with a sated groan as they recovered, their panting breaths slowly evening out as they basked in the afterglow. Too soon, Will pulled away, reaching for a small bottle from the remains of the pile of goodies. A mild floral scent filled the air as Will popped the cap, pouring a small dollop of lotion onto his fingers. He watched, eyes half-lidded and lips quirked in a soft smile, as Will reached down to trace his fingers gently around an areola. Liam let out a quiet moan as William rubbed the lotion onto his nipple, soothing the heated skin. Will repeated the action on the other sore nipple, letting out a soft chuckle when he saw Liam’s spent cock give a valiant twitch of interest, and reached up to undo the leather cuffs still binding his wrists.
Liam felt a deep, relaxing, calm settle over him as Will took each hand in turn, rubbing lotion into the slightly reddened skin around his wrists and working his fingers down each arm, loosening muscles that had begun to cramp from the extended tension. It was a novel experience, being taken care of like this, he couldn’t remember the last time someone had thought of his comfort, first and foremost, and he couldn’t help the way his heart swelled at Will’s show of tenderness.
When William was done, he laid Liam’s hands across his own chest and leaned in to give him a soft, quick kiss before pulling away, gathering the scraps of detritus from the bed in one hand and the toys in the other. Liam watched him and bit back a chuckle as he realized Will’s glasses had managed to stay in place throughout the intense coupling.
“C’mon, luv. Let’s get you in the shower.”
Will clambered off the bed and Liam slowly followed suit, legs slightly shaky from exertion as he stood.
“You okay, Liam? Weren’t too much at once was it?”
“No, Will, I’m fine.” Liam let out a soft laugh of disbelief. “Hell, I don’t think I’ve ever felt better.”
Will smiled back at him from the bathroom doorway and winked.
“Good, now get your pretty arse in the shower before I change my mind about us leavin’ this room anytime soon.”
Liam felt a shiver of arousal run through him at the tempting threat and crossed the room towards Will with a teasing smile of his own.
“As you wish, Master.”
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i never heard anyone say spike is ace coded pls elaborate??? 👀👀 (it's summrsbuffy from the poll!!)
Oh my god I’ve been WAITING for this!!! This is probably gonna be long and maybe I’m just projecting but hear me out !!
So Spike started off as William Pratt, the town’s loser. He never been in any kind of a relationship with anyone, and even tho he had a crush on Cecily, he was happy where he was with his mum. After Cecily rejects him, he’s crushed and Drusilla finds him in that bad state and talks sweetly to him. He doesn’t play along at first and is kind of intimidated by her when she tries to go near him
“Uh, that’s - that’s quite close enough, ma’am”
He moves back but she goes towards him and talks about “walking in worlds others can’t even imagine”. At first he’s very interested in what she has to say but then he wants to go back to his mum. “Yes… uh- I mean no. I mean, uh- mother’s expecting me”. Then she starts talking about something that glows, something - effulgent. When she says that word something changes in him, he thinks he found someone that gets him. She asks him if she wants it and he answers yes- thinking she talks about sex. Thinking she gets him and so that sex will give him that something effulgent. He’s very surprised when he sees her vampire face and starts screaming in surprise and pain when she bites him.
After he became a vampire, he’s very happy with his relationship with Drusilla and is deeply in love with her but when he meets Angelus, something changes. William adores him for his toughness and they quickly bond until Spike walks into him and Drusilla having sex.
“Did you miss me, pretty William?” “Sure he did, after all, you’re his destiny”
For every other vampire, cheating is obvious but for William it wasn’t. He didn’t know what was going on with Drusilla and Angelus and was deeply hurt by it. They made fun of him for loving Drusilla with his words- “she’s my destiny” and not with being physical with her like Angelus. He learns that sex is the only way to keep a relationship in the vampire world and does it even if he doesn’t want to. He convinces himself that it’s what he wants so he’d be happy and effulgent. Just like Drusilla promised.
Much later in “Into the woods”, Spike talks to Riley and says “sometimes I envy you so much it chokes me… and sometimes I think I got the better deal. To be that close to her and not have her. To he all alone even when you’re holding her… feeling her, feeling her breath beneath you… surrounding you, the scent. No. You got the better deal.” That part is supposed to be kind of humoristic but I think it’s more than that. Spike thinks he got the better deal because he’d rather not have Buffy at all than only have her for sex. Which is what happens in season 6, she only wants him for sex and nothing else. Spike takes what he says back because it’s stupid, he needs to be happy for having sex with Buffy anyways right? Then why isn’t he?
In “Intervention”, Spike and the Buffybot has a very sexual-only relationship but how does he know that the Buffy that kisses him in the end isn’t the bot? Because she kisses him sweetly and genuinely, which is a thing the bot can’t do but it is the thing he truly wants. He’s surprised and is very happy for it.
I personally dislike Spike and Buffy’s relationship in season 6 because it was toxic from both sides and only sex-focused. Spike knew she was using him but he didn’t care because he was taught by Angelus and Drusilla that sex is the most important thing about a relationship and you can’t hold one without it. When she breaks up with him he’s very surprised because what happened? What did he do wrong? He did everything that he was taught was right to keep a relationship and it didn’t work. He didn’t understand why it was so hard for Buffy and even asked her. “Then why won’t you sleep with me again?” “Because I don’t love you”. The most genuine Spuffy parts in season 6 weren’t the sex parts but when they just simply talked but he didn’t understand that yet, and so did Buffy.
After Spike got his soul back, he was confused and wasn’t sure what to do. In “beneath you” Buffy tries to touch his chest and he says “hey hey hey- No touching! Am I flesh? Am I flesh to you? Feed on flesh, my flesh, nothing else, not a spark.” He thinks of their relationship in season 6, how Buffy only wanted him for his flesh- his sex- and didn’t really lovs him.
“Fine, flesh then. Saw it through. Get it hot, service the girl.” Again, he thinks of what he was taught. What he thought and what he convinced himself was true. His want for love without sex is stupid and unreal. If he wants to have a relationship he has to have sex or the other side will leave him.
“Right. Girl doesn’t want to be served. Because there’s no spark. He remembers that Buffy doesn’t want sex now -the girl doesn’t want to be served because she doesn’t love him- there’s no spark.
Later in “never leave me”, Spike says “you hated yourself and you took it out on me”. He finally realizes that his emotions matter too. That he’s allowed to be hurt and be angry. That it’s ok to feel sad about what happend. “I never truly hated myself then, not like I do now.” He hates himself for the damage he did to Buffy but also for the damage he did for himself. For hurting himself and sacrificing his comfort for the sake of something he convinced himself he wants.
I love season 7 Spuffy because it really showed both the audience and Buffy and Spike that you could have healthy relationships without sex. Even tho Buffy and Spike weren’t dating in season 7, they still loved each other and that’s what is really important.
Aaaaaand that’s it I think !!! Sorry that there aren’t any pictures, my device glitches every time I try to add one :/ I might add stuff if I’ll think of more ! Maybe some of these don’t make sense and maybe it’s me projecting but that’s what I think:) it’s totally ok if you disagree or don’t think so bc it’s just my personal opinions and what I saw in his character :))
Anyways I’m an asexual spike truther until I die lol
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Who Watches the Watchers
by blue_sweater_spike
William Pratt is a Watcher-In-Training in 1880 tasked with helping his uncle train the current Slayer, Katherine Mears, in London. The three of them are close, but William worries his Slayer is lonely. Believing he can secure a match with Cecily Fairhall and bring the pleasure of her company into their tight little circle, he sets out to make his feelings for her known.
But the Aurelians are in town, and one fateful night changes the course of William's life--or unlife, as it were--and puts him on a darker, more destructive path than anyone could have ever imagined. Can he ever turn back to the light (or at least the twilight)? Or will his hatred for all things Watcher-shaped and his love for a good Slayer slaying keep him firmly in the dark?
And can a plucky young Slayer with family, friends, and a habit of throwing the book by the wayside in favor of doing things her own way reawaken something long dormant in Spike's undead, unbeating black heart?
In this alternate universe, William the Watcher is turned and becomes the Slayer of Watchers as much as the Slayer of Slayers.
Words: 4978, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/M
Characters: Spike (BtVS), William Pratt, Original Characters
Relationships: Spike/Buffy Summers
Additional Tags: Drama, Angst, Slow Build, Slow Burn, Blood and Violence, Dark
source https://archiveofourown.org/works/40946790
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Not Yet (Spike x Y/N)
Requested: nope
TW: Mentions of alcohol and drinking. Mentions of rough s e x.
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If his body wasn't cold, steam would be rolling off it. Kiss after kiss. Grope after grope. Spike couldn't get enough. He knew it was wrong. He knew it wasn't real, but he needed it. Buffy was rough and demanding in her lovemaking, if you could call it that. She threw Spike around as if boneless and limp. She focused on meeting her needs without regard to Spike or his feelings. Spike held on and let himself be dominated. Even for a moment, he felt loved.
After Buffy has had her fill, she leaves Spike spent and tired. He knew she would return later this week. He knew it wasn't the touch that he craved, but it was the touch he deserved. Though a hopeless romantic, he couldn't fathom real love. He was immersed in a world of pain and destruction, and that is all he deserved. Unless... it was with y/n. With her time stopped. He was whole. A man. With her, there was partnership and laughter. With her, there was something he didn't deserve but desperately craved.
He got dressed and ready to pick her up. It was just another night of hunting. Buffy and Y/n decided to divide and conquer instead of working together. Buffy kills vampires, and y/n kills demons. Their decision to go their separate ways meant that Spike had to make time for both, being degraded and then being valued. Honestly, he preferred the latter.
He strolled down to y/n's house, ready to be by her side. He wanted to enjoy her scent, her presence, and her kindness. He promised to knock on the door instead of barging in, so he complies. Two knocks, and he waits.
You open the door, greeting him in your bathrobe. Spike is taken aback. "A bit early, am I?"
You chuckle, "no. I forgot to tell you yesterday. I'm taking the day off today. I want to rest."
Spike is crestfallen. You resting was good for your health but bad for his heart. This meant he wouldn't get time by your side.
"Oh... well... alright then. I'll see you..." He tries to hide his disappointment.
"I didn't say you had to leave."
A smile trails his face. "What do you have planned?" He said leaning against your doorframe.
"Well," you pondered, "you owe me a dance..." You grin.
He sighs, feigning annoyance when, in fact, he's been dreaming of the chance to hold you again. "Fine."
You invite him in. "Wait here. Let me change."
He sits on the couch. He takes in the scent of your home. It was you enveloping him, welcoming him. He could get used to this. To be in your space was to be at peace.
You come out in a flowy sundress. He forgets that he has no breath and feels a loss of air. As if the sight of you could bring him back to life. He stands up quickly.
"Darling, you are a vision."
You blush, "it's just an old dress."
He smiles softly as he approaches you. He tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. You lock eyes, and time stops.
You catch the faint smell of Buffy on his skin. The smell of leather, dirt, and cigarette masks it well. You remind yourself of your friendship. There's nothing more. You remind yourself to breathe.
"Where do we start?" He whispers.
"Let's move some furniture and I'll get some tunes off my phone."
You work together to make space in the living room. You find a generic watlz Playlist, and you take your places in the center of the room.
Spike feels nervous and silly. He has waltzed many times but never with anyone of interest. Here you were, his friend waiting for his touch, his guidance.
He places his left hand on your back and holds your left hand with his right, and it felt like it's the first time he has been touched. You hold his hand firmly and place your other hand on his shoulder. It felt right.
The music starts. Soft. He guides your body, and you follow. Your turn and sway to the music, feeling the ebb and flow of your bodies. Synchronicity and attunement. You were a unit, inseparable.
Spike looked into your eyes, swimming for his life. He recognized something in them. Something he didn't deserve.
You locked eyes with Spike. A smile painted on your face. This was the moment you wished for. It felt like peace. It felt like the end of your journey. You wondered how you could use this moment to break your curse, but it was far too weak to take over a 1,000 year old curse. Nevertheless, it was perfect. It's been so long since you've been able to rest.
"Does this please you, love?" Spike asked as you both danced.
You nodded, "It reminds me of the last time I danced. It's been so long."
"Thinking of another man while in my arms, you dirty bird?" He smirked
You laugh, "No. I'm thinking of how good it felt. Dancing is very relaxing."
"So, no man comes to mind?" He asks, a little jealousy in his voice.
"Oh, yeah. One man. A British guy, poet, auburn hair, with glasses. A sweet man with beautiful eyes. Too shy for my taste but definitely a prize." You mused much to Spike's disdain.
"Sounds like a pratt." He said through his teeth.
You laugh, big and full. "He was a crush for the moment. Someone to dream a future with. Even though I knew it was impossible, he made me feel free." You made sure to dig in on your remarks. Part of you knew that this was your getback for Spike sleeping with Buffy. If he had her, why couldn't you at least have your memories.
Spike did a mistep causing you to fall into him. Your face against his chest, his hands catching your body. You both still. You raise your face. You're mere inches from his face. Lips, almost gracing. Your breath hitches in your chest. Spike looks down at you intrigued at your next move.
"Did he ever hold you like this?" He whispered.
"No..."
Time stops, and you feel like melting into him. So close and yet so far. You knew better, but at this moment, all that mattered was what he tasted like. At the same time, you wanted to ask if it felt like this when he held Buffy. The thought pushed you away from the moment. You straightened and stepped away.
"Do you want water?" You walk into the kitchen.
Spike smacks his forehead. What was he doing? What did he want? He follows you into the kitchen. "Got any booze?"
"Oh, it's that kind of party?" You giggle.
You bring out different types of liquers and beers. "Pick your poison."
"Shots and then drinks."
You pour two shots. You both pick it up and clink your drinks before drinking it. You both sigh at the bitterness of the spirit.
You share a bottle of wine. A bittersweet red. Something that reminded Spike of blood.
"Thank you. That was fun." You break the silence.
Spike grins, "Anytime, love. It's been awhile. Sorry for stopping abruptly." He says in between sips of the wine.
You nod not knowing how to address his reaction to you talking about a past love. You didn't know how to communicate how much you loved his reaction, or the fact that he held you that close.
Spike becomes aware of Buffy's scent on him. Embarrassment takes over. He hoped that you didn't notice. How could he knock boots with Buffy and then run into your arms? You deserved respect. He made a mental note to shower next time.
You both drank the night away. Chatting and connecting. You share laughter and playful touches. The touches lingered with time. Personal space was non-existent. By the end of the night, you were cuddling on your couch. You were sleepy, and your words slurred, which made you giggle more. Spike watched attentively and committed every smile and sigh to memory.
"The sun is about to raise, love." He mentioned.
You stirred in his arms, "Already?"
He held you close, taking in the scent of your hair. "Yes, love." He hated the idea of moving, but he knew this wasn't his scene. Not yet.
You both, slowly, part. You miss his body, and he misses yours. You both slowly get up, wordless.
"Are you staying?" You ask silently.
"Not tonight, love." He hated himself for that answer.
"I understand." You mask the disappointment in your voice.
He walks to your kitchen and comes back with a cup of water. " 'm not leaving 'till you drink it."
"Then I'm never drinking it." You smile as you take the cup.
He smiles, big, and full. "Cheeky."
You finish the water and set the cup down on your coffee table. You walk Spike to the door. "Thank you again. You're the best friend I've ever had."
Spike is taken aback by your compliment. He basks in it. "Anything for you, love." He leans in and kisses her cheek. He turns and walks away before you can react.
You place a hand where his lips were. You felt lightheaded, but you didn't know if it was the alcohol or Spike's affection.
Spike walked fast-paced but happy all the way to his mausoleum. He pondered his actions tonight. He went fom degradation to...dare he say it? Not yet. He wanted time to bask in the effects of tonight. The sensations. The scents. He wanted to capture tonight into his being forever. Never had he had such intimacy, so much vulnerability. All ready for the picking, but not yet. He had much to offer but not enough to be loved by her, or so he told himself. He didn't deserve it. Not yet. Someday, soon, he will be able to bypass the degradation and the self-mutilation that is his rendezvous with Buffy. On that day, he will be good enough, whatever that means, for y/n... but not yet. So, until then, he had pain, destruction, and tonight's memory to keep him afloat.
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I need to stop mentally comparing Jonathan Harker and William Pratt because I’m gonna start imagining Jonathan as William with his little spectacles and I’m gonna be laughing so hard because he has the funniest facial journeys and mannerisms.
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An unpopular opinion
I can’t stand Bride of Frankenstein. Everyone gasp in unison.
I know that among horror film fans (especially of the Universal Monsters era), such a statement is akin to saying one prefers pineapple on pizza, but I continually hear 1935′s Bride called the greatest monster film ever, the greatest sequel ever made, and a far superior film to the original 1931 Frankenstein.
To that I say:
I’m not saying Bride of Frankenstein is a bad film. But I much prefer the stark simplicity of the original. The original still has the ability to scare the hell out of me, despite me knowing all about the kindly English actor who first wore the flat top, William Pratt a.k.a. Boris Karloff a.k.a. the voice of the Grinch, a.k.a. a hero of the 1912 Regina Tornado (look it up). Bride was a camp comedy and a complete change of pace from the original. It also broke continuity by being explicitly set in the 19th century (the 1931 film’s setting was intentionally left ambiguous; one moment you’re seeing the trappings of 19th century Europe, the next you’re seeing medical students in modern dress - including women (a no-no in many places in the 19th century) - sitting under the electric lights of a medical school lecture hall.
Although Mel Brooks’ brilliant parody, Young Frankenstein, is rightfully a classic, in some places the film almost cancels itself out by spoofing scenes from Bride that were, themselves, spoofs. The famous (or infamous) scene where an old man teaches the Monster to smoke and dance is hilarious to watch, making the Young Frankenstein recreation almost pointless. And, of course, it inspired the late Phil Hartman’s brilliant Frankenstein Monster on SNL. (Where do you think “FIRE BAD” came from?)
Karloff was on record as opposing the decision to make the Monster speak in those scenes, and I agree with him. It would have been far more effective to have the Monster’s first and only words be “We belong dead” at the very end.
The film also had a number of moments that really didn’t belong, from a sequence showing miniature humans (who are never explained and never mentioned again after a visual gag), to Ernest Thesiger’s uber-camp mad scientist overshadowing Colin Clive’s Victor Frankenstein at every step. Elsa Lanchester was a brilliant actress, but I can’t help but imagine viewers were left disappointed at how briefly she actually appears as both Mary Shelley and the Bride. (Compare with, decades later, how Jane Seymour was featured as the Bride in the 1970s TV film Frankenstein: The True Story, or Jennifer “Flashdance” Beals getting an entire film to herself in the mid-80s movie, The Bride.)
There’s a new novel out fictionalizing how Carl Laemmle Jr. of Universal Pictures successfully fought his father (who owned the studio) to get Dracula and Frankenstein (among others) made. (Here’s the LA Times’ review of the novel, It’s Alive! Watch for the statement that Bride was superior to the original...)
I know it’s an unpopular opinion, but I just can’t agree that Bride of Frankenstein is in any way a better film than Frankenstein the original. It’s like, well, comparing that funny gif of Boris Karloff sticking his tongue out at the camera while filming 1939′s Son of Frankenstein (which was a more serious, violent film and very much a course correction after Bride) ... and, well, this:
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welcome to ivy cove, beth! we can’t wait to meet william spike pratt. please make sure you read through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours
lexa is reserved for 24 hours!
( beth ) woah! was that WILLIAM ‘SPIKE PRATT' walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER. they’re 150+ and live in FULTON PARK but watch out because they can be MISUNDERSTOOD + SARCASTINC but are actually CONFIDENT + LOYAL. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of HEAVY ENGLISH ACCENT ALWAYS SPROUTING SARCASM, LONG BLACK LEATHER COAT FLOWING BEHIND HIM IN THE NIGHT, PLATINUM BLONDE HAIR SLICKED BACK, LOYAL TO A GROUP THAT DOESN’T WANT HIM when imagining them. / james marsters, he/him
+ pls can i put lexa back on reserve since i forgot i put spike in first djhfg
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