vampire · buffyverse · antihero · british · punk rock · loyal · arrogant · combat enthusiast · poet
The autumn chill clung to Sunnydale’s Restfield Cemetery, rain slicking the leaves as Spike swaggered through the gloom. His duster tightened against the damp, a cigarette perched defiantly between his lips. Boredom gnawed at him, but the faint thrum of music cut through the silence. He followed the sound, boots crunching on gravel, until he rounded a pillar. There, leaning against an unfamiliar car, was a stranger bobbing their head to the beat. Spike’s brow arched, a smirk playing on his face as he paused, the smoke curling from his lips into the cold air.