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“I’m not drinking this just to forget a handful of kisses,” he replied after a lengthy pause, and stood the jar on Giles’ desk next to Buffy’s hip. “You wanna mess around with my memories, you can give me something worthy of it.”
Buffy rolled her eyes. She’d been expecting this. “You want me to pay you.”
He chuckled, leaning closer. “No, honey. I want you to persuade me.”
Three days since the Will Be Done spell had been unwilled, and Buffy is desperate to forget. Enough to take one of Willow’s memory-eraser potions. But she won’t do it alone.
Spike just wants to go one week without the Scoobies mucking about with his head, and if he’s gonna let them take a swing at his memories, it’s got to be for something more than a handful of kisses.
A lot more.
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- Part 12 of Hit You With My Best (One) Shot
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23 Dec 2025
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Fandoms: Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe - Fannie Flagg, Fried Green Tomatoes (1991)
25 Oct 2005
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Ruth Jamieson Bennett is back in Whistle Stop, living in Idgie's parents' house. After four years apart, what do they owe each other?
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10 Dec 2025
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Spike has Buffy in the palm of his hand.
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- Part 16 of Hit You With My Best (One) Shot
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30 Nov 2025
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“You can’t marry Xander,” Anya said firmly, glaring at Spike from across the table.
“Oh, I’m definitely marrying Xander,” replied Spike. “It’d be a perfect marriage: watch his TV, drink his beer…” He took a sip of his whiskey. “You’ll never get rid of me.”
“You are—and I do mean this as an insult—not my type,” deadpanned Xander.
“Tough, that’s not the game.” His gaze turned to Willow, and he smiled wickedly, leaning on his elbows to take another pretzel. “Kill the witch. Turn her into a fierce magic-wielding vamp. She brings on an endless night: let the reign of terror begin, the blood of the innocents flow.”
Willow huffed, unimpressed. “Dream on.”
Spike chuckled. He took a pretzel, placing it luridly on the tip of his tongue and disappearing it with a crunch. “And fuck the Slayer,” he said dusting the clinging salt off his fingers. “You know I’ve said that so many times it’s lost all meaning.”
Fuck Marry Kill — a love story (sort of).Series
- Part 15 of Hit You With My Best (One) Shot
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30 Nov 2025
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Buffy knew there was a chance Spike could take her out one day. She just thought it would be more death than date.
aka: As You Were ends a bit differently.