#svnnyhell

@svnnyhell​ | "I bet you lot think you're clever, but you've failed to account for vampire hearing." (Spike, glaring, very cranky because someone's been keeping him up.)

“It’s my first Halloween since skippin’ prison and you said it yourself, we need a night off from the slayin’ business,” Faith said, shoving a handful of misshapen chips into her mouth as she continued. “We can do the guest list last if that’s gonna get all drama-rama with you, but you’re gonna actually remember to plan some fun, right?”

She gave the redhead a clap on the shoulder. Things still hadn’t been all five by five since getting back in Sunnydale after... well, everything. But Faith would almost go so far as to say they were better- she was making amends with the Scoobies, she was slaying better than she ever had, and now with Halloween coming up, it was like one guaranteed night when the Hellmouth wouldn’t explode (or implode, she still wasn’t sure what it did exactly). And Faith wasn’t a ‘quiet night off’ type of girl.

@svnnyhell​ | "So is it just some kinda...English eccentricity or just poor taste that causes you to dress like first year professor at Harvard?" (Cordy)

“spike,  spike,  spike.  have  you  forgotten  to  not  play  with  your  food?  where  are  your  manners?“  voice  rings  through  the  dark  empty  alley  they  find  themselves  in,  a  demon  with  the  face  of  an  angel  walks  through,  mocking  features  shift  as  he  looks  over  at  his  grandchilde  with  amusement,  one  hand  toying  with  the  other’s  rings.  “or  have  you  been  completely  domesticated?  that  would  be  such  a  petty.  you  used  to  be  fun.“  he  fakes  being  sad.  but  hey,  his  ensouled  self  had  been  the  same  way,  drinking  pig’s  blood.  honestly.  no  self  respected  vampire  should  drink  blood  bags  of  any  kind.  “missed  me  spikey?“