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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months
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Hi, Can you do a Younger Male Winchester x Buffy Summers?
Buffy: so you’re a vampire hunter?
Y/N: yeah. Huge fan of your work. Maybe we can team up. I’ll let you use my wooden stakes
Buffy: I’d like to see if I can handle your wooden stake
Y/N: what?
Buffy: what?
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prose-for-hire · 1 year
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Buffy, “Not having a reflection sucks, right?”
A/n: Not sure if you wanted a Buffy x reader but I couldn’t resist! Vamp reader :)
A slayer in love with a vampire, would either of you learn? It had been a struggle but you and Buffy were in it for the long haul. You loved her and she had never felt this way about anyone else before.
You had a soul, a permanent one. She felt so safe with you. You had only been turned a couple of years ago and you were still adjusting.
The blood lust, you could handle. But the other stuff?
“Not having a reflection sucks” you complained, frowning at Buffy’s mirror. The floating comb just added to your irritation.
“My painstakingly thought out puns are rubbing off on you”
“Buff, babe, does this look okay?” You asked tiredly, it frustrated you not being able to see what you look like, “Hey- what’re you doing?!”
You exclaimed as she took the comb from you and put her hand on your shoulder to sit you back down.
“Not having a reflection sucks, right? So let me help” she insisted, pressing a kiss against your temple as she started wrestling with your hair.
She fixed your hair, styling it in the way she knew you liked. She set the comb down and slid her hands to your shoulders, massaging them as she pressed kisses against you.
You closed your eyes, leaning into her as she whispered her love for you. She was so good to you, she got you blood from the butchers and she was always there for you.
You made sure you always did the same for her. Whatever she needed, you looked out for her (if she ever needed it of course).
You slid your hands up her arms, you watched her face from the mirror’s reflection. Pure adoration softened her features, when she was with you she forgot how to frown.
You vowed in that moment that you would lay down your un-life for her. You promised that no matter how tough or how bad the situation got you would be there, by her side.
She slid onto your lap, arms looped around your neck as she told you that you didn’t need to promise it. That she already knew. She pressed kisses against your neck trying not to make the obvious joke about the tiles being reversed.
Your hand tangled in her hair, the other ran up her back as she tried to get as close as physically possible to you.
You could spend every moment with her and it wouldn’t be enough. You didn’t know how you had got so lucky.
If only life on the Hellmouth could stay that way.
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witchthewriter · 2 years
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𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞
⤷ female reader, requests are open! I definitely have a crush on Buffy so this was a tad self-indulgent ...
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SFW 🌷
⋆ You met at her fast food job. Everyone seemed to be so official with her; telling her how to be the best employee. However, you were honest - this job was awful. Just like any job where customer service is required; you knew the truth. 
  “Hi, I’m y/n,” you introduced yourself during the lunchbreak. She seemed a bit lost, not knowing where to sit. You patted the seat next to yourself. 
     “Oh, hey, thanks. I’m Buffy. Buffy Summers.” She responded, her lips quirking up. 
“Cool name,” you said before taking a bite from your sandwhich. 
⋆ You were her go to person at work. She always looked at the worksheet, hoping you were on at the same time. 
⋆ Your stomach always filled with butterflies whenever you saw Buffy. You knew your sexuality, but didn’t hold onto the hope that Buffy would ever feel the same. 
⋆ Before the relationship, she tried to keep you apart from the demon world. She didn’t want you to get hurt, or for you to feel differently about her. 
⋆ Buffy had always thought she was a straight woman; girls were pretty, but guys always took her fancy. Yet, you were so interesting. It took a while for her to realise she thought of you romantically. Not just as a good friend, but as someone she wanted to ... kiss. 
⋆ Her feelings solidified when you stood up for her. One of the customers were acting like Buffy had ruined their life, when really it was a little mistake. 
   “Can you step back and calm down.” You stated firmly, guiding Buffy to the back. 
“Really y/n, I’m fine. I’m okay.” 
    “Let me handle this, you seem a little shaken up,” you responded. 
“Usually i can handle this-” She rubbed her forehead, closing her eyes. 
   “Don’t worry about it. Take as much time as you need, I’ll handle it.” You have rubbed her arm and guided her to the breakroom. 
⋆ The feeling over being looked after, like she didn’t have to be in charge or responsible for someting - that feeling was so different. And she liked it, a lot. 
⋆ It was you who made the first move, telling her your feelings. You couldn’t keep them inside anymore, it felt ... dishonest. All the close moments, you knew it meant differently to her. 
⋆ She was taken aback at first, but within seconds, she nearly smashed her lips onto yours. It wasn’t a romantic kiss - but an emotional one. 
⋆ “I feel ... the same. I feel the same, y/n.” She was teary eyed - her realisation that she didn’t just like men, that she could love someone different. Someone human, as well. It was overwhelming. 
⋆ Xander was very skeptical of you at first - he wants the best for Buffy. I mean you had a leg up, since you weren’t a vampire nor demon. But Xander still hounded you with questions. 
⋆ You’re absolutely mystified by Willow and her witchcraft. You think it’s so cool. I could see you asking so many questions and feeling annoying, but Willow loves it. 
⋆ You get along with Dawn really well - you slow down and listen to whatever she has to say. 
⋆ She loves training with you, merging you into her life. 
⋆ Her heart soars whenever you laugh; it’s like 
⋆ She sees you as her forever person. She asked you to move in with her after 6 months. 
⋆ You love animals, absolutely adore them. You brought up the idea of pets a lot, and Buffy always rebuffed the idea... until you and Dawn were begging her.      “Buffy pleaaaaase!” Dawn whined, her hands clasped together. You joined in. 
“We’ll pick up after their poops, and train them, and feed them such nice food-”  You added on, smiling. You felt content. Like you had a little family. And you did. 
                  ...
“Okay!” She gasped, shaking her head. 
⋆ Willow was shocked that Buffy liked a woman. She felt a bit ... jealous? At first. Maybe even a bit betrayed, only because Buffy never told her.     “Willow, I’m so sorry. I didn’t even know -I- felt this way!” 
⋆ Sometimes you drop Dawn off at school and pick her up from school. Help her with homework - when you’re between jobs, you’re basically a housewife. (I mean this in a cute way). 
⋆ You really get on with Giles - he’s like a father figure to you as well. 
⋆ You’ve slayed a few vamps / demons - when being introduced into Buffy’s world ... you were shocked. But in a good way; you loved fantasy books. And you always felt so misplaced in this world, like you were meant for more. 
NSFW 🌷
⋆ Buffy is very soft when it comes to sex; she’s very selective with who she shares herself with. So she isn’t the most experienced, especially when it comes to women. 
⋆ I think you would have to guide her a lot at the beginning; telling her what feels good and where. 
⋆ The same thing is with her, although you know a tad more than she does.      “Does this feel good?” You whispered, nipping at her ear. Your fingers slowly circling her clit, feeling how wet she became.  “Y-yes -” she whimpered, her eyes squeezing shut. 
⋆ She likes spraying her perfume on your things, behind your back though. So everyone knows that your hers. She does this with your bra, your shirts/jumpers etc. 
⋆ She likes to tease you in public, squeezing your ass and leaving lingering kisses when no one is looking
⋆ Nipple play is a big turn on for Buffy
⋆ Words of affirmation are important to both of you
⋆ You like leaving bite marks on her thighs, smiling devilishly up at her. She groans, pushing your head back down. 
⋆ She hasn’t explored much in the world of kinks, (maybe you have, maybe you haven’t) - so you explore this world together. With being honest, having boundaries and telling each other what you want. 
⋆ When she gets really hot, she loves having her hair pulled, ass spanked and nipples pinched. 
⋆ You definitely use a lot of toys (dildos, vibrator), it makes it all so fun. 
⋆ You lull her into such a pleasured state that sometims she forgets herself. The noises she makes... you’re lucky Dawn goes out with her friends. 
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siriuslymooned · 5 months
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"Come on, Y/N. It'll be fun."
Buffy battered her eyelashes and leaned forward on her hand, smiling, knowing she already had you. She knew the effect she had on you and she wasn't above using it.
"You're the only one I trust to help me with this," she goes a little more sincere this time, "Willow and Zander, they just don't understand. And Giles, he wouldn't approve."
You let out a sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose before looking at her.
"Okay, fine. Come over after school and we'll hatch a plan then."
Buffy smiles bright and squeezes your hand, before kissing your cheek, "Knew I could count on you."
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jinxthequeergirl · 2 years
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What dating the scooby gang sounds like:
(I already did angel and spike so if you want them check my vampire set)
Buffy:
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Giles:
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Willow:
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Xander:
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Cordelia:
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vampireluck · 8 months
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Rules, requests, masterlist and other cool stuff.
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Hello! I wanted to just outline some stuff for my writing as I've gotten a few requests, so y'know:0.
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I will write- Fluff, angst and smut. (I just can't promise it'll be good because I don't have a lot of experience writing it and my irl experiences have been. mediocre) pretty much anything:)
I will not write- Noncon/dubcon, urophilia, coprophilia, emetophilia/anything of that variety and character x character (it's just not my thing !)
More will be added to these lists as I think of them, don't be afraid to rq! If it's not something I'm comfortable with I'll just add it to the list:)
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I am a fan of SO MUCH STUFF and I'm willing to write for all of it, so I'll list some here and add more when I think go them;) Anyways!! here they are:)
Resident Evil, Saw, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Cillian Murphy + characters, The Walking Dead, Sally Face, Criminal Minds, Spider-Man + Marvel (Marvel vaguely tho) and mayyyybe Star Wars!
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When I create a masterlist ill put it here!:)
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And finally, I want to say I hope I'm able to make u all happy with my writing:) I'm more than willing to accept constructive criticism and please always feel free to message me:))
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supercap2319 · 2 months
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"You can't be a slayer, kid. Slayers are hot chicks. Not dudes with dicks." Dean says.
Y/N rolled his eyes. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious dumbass. I know I'm not a chick, but I am a slayer. The first male slayer."
Sam looks troubled. "But I thought males couldn't be slayers. Since they would he driven mad by the powers and responsibilities of it."
"That's true, and I have no idea how this happened, but after my sister, Buffy, died again, all her powers transferred to me."
"Bullshit. I call bullshit."
Y/N turned and decked Dean in the face, and he was sent flying into the car. The hunter hit the car with a groan. Y/N walked towards him. "Believe me now, Green eyes?"
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taylorsversion22 · 2 months
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This is my Roman Empire! They are my Roman Empire ❤️😭
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ausfortheheart · 8 months
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bait - ANGELUS (btvs)
(angelus x female!reader one-shot)
summary : in a desperate attempt to catch angelus, the scoobies send you in as bait.
a/n: i don't usually write darker pieces of writing such as this, so lmk what you think ! :)
warnings : gets a bit spicy, sexual references, strong language used, angelus hurts reader, mention of blood, a sprinkle of yandere, kinda angsty?? 14+
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"Angel?" You said uncertainly, pushing open the door to his apartment. It was unlocked.
The silence felt consuming, and you swallowed anxiously as you took small steps inside.
His bed was untidy, duvet strewn across the floor, "I came to ask for help, there's a demon-"
"(Y/n)? You're back?" He walked in after you. You forced yourself not to wonder whether he had been following you or not.
His voice startled you and you failed to suppress a flinch. You hadn't seen him like this yet, had only heard the chilling stories that Giles and the others had told you full of the details of what he was capable of. Buffy had been determined to keep you far away from Sunnydale, from the soulless demon, to hide you and ensure your safety. You had been face to face with Angelus before, and it hadn't turned out well. But things had changed, your situation had changed, and your friends needed help to defeat him. No matter the cost.
He looked almost exactly the same as always, except his brown eyes were filled with faux concern. "Are you okay?"
Angelus advanced towards you as your eyes flitted to the clock on the wall opposite. Seven and a half minutes. Then Buffy would be here, and Angelus would be caught and restrained. A couple of minutes. You could do that.
Yet you hadn't entirely been sure of your friends' plan- luring Angelus into one place would surely be something the two-and-a- half century old demon would expect. But your friends - Buffy especially - were desperate, and it seemed that the vampire couldn't resist an opportunity to spend time with you. To kill you, was your assumption. He had made it clear from the start that he delighted in these small games that you all played. What worried you was that he always left as the winner.
"Yeah, I have to write an article on Sunnydale's history; I'm an intern now at the Sunnydale Press." You explained, your confidence increasing, "I figured you could help. I arrived this morning and the others weren't home so.." You trailed off, uncertain if he'd bought it. You were doing a terrible job at pretending and you knew it, but the others insisted that it should be you who stalled Angelus. In the past he had always been slightly more lenient in a situation where you were involved.
"I thought you needed help with a demon?" He jested, and your heart dropped. He knew, and you were fucked. But there was nothing left to do except play along.
The vampire slowly advanced and you moved backwards, "Yes, uh, an article on the history of demons in Sunnydale."
Your back hit Angel's wardrobe, and the man opposite you smiled.
"I've never liked liars." He said absentmindedly, finger lifting your chin as he observed you. The fear in your eyes was evident and he inhaled your scent, distress seeping from your pores. "Tell me, (Y/n)," He began, closing what little distance was left between you. If he had been human, you would've been able to feel his breath hitting your face. You shivered. "-and don't lie," he continued, "do you ever think about me?"
You struggled against him, "Angel I-"
"Don't say his name," Angelus spat through gritted teeth as his hands harshly grabbed your wrists, keeping you firmly in place. "And feel free to keep struggling, precious, but just do it a little more to the left." He groaned.
You didn't respond, breathless and feeling nauseous. The both of you knew that you could easily resist him more if you tried, but Angelus knew that despite what you told yourself you didn't want to.
"At night, when you're in your small double bed, cushions propped up around you, hair down, head leant against the headboard, heart racing, in your thin, thin silk dress," He paused as though he were imagining it right then and there, imagining the fabric, imagining how when it hit the moonlight it was practically see-through, "the one in that pretty shade of periwinkle," his eyes found yours again, and you swore they darkened. You were shaking under his touch, terrified at the prospect of this, monster watching you when you were most vulnerable. During moments you had thought you were alone. Private moments. And how had he even known where your friends had hidden you? "-do you ever think about me?" He repeated, pressing into you as a warning that if you dared to lie, to even consider it, he would know. The frail, wooden wardrobe shook at the movement.
"Yes." You whispered, barely audible, eyes focused on anything but his face.
He removed his hand from your left wrist and tilted your jaw so that your eyes were forced to look into his brown ones. Angel's eyes, yet lacking Angel's warmth.
"Good, good." He dragged the words out as his tongue darted out to lick his lips.
Your eyes fell to his mouth, then hurriedly went back to his eyes. He was smirking, he'd noticed.
"And how," his face morphed into a vampire's, "does it make you feel?"
Tears brimmed in your eyes as he grinned, revealing his fanged teeth. A warning. It was pointless- his teeth would end up buried in your neck no matter what you said.
"Good." A salty tear fell onto your cheek, which he instantly swiped away with his thumb. "And I hate myself for it." You mumbled, voice breaking. You had always had an attraction to Angel, even during his relationship with Buffy, and the shame of it was suffocating. She had never been anything but good to you, and you had repaid her by stealing glances at Angel whenever you thought no one was looking.
However now it became clear that someone had been.
"What was that?" Angelus lowered his fangs towards your neck at a tantalisingly slow rate. As though he meant to drag out the pain, to burn this memory into your brain.
Your eyes fluttered closed in preparation as you whispered, "I hate myself for it every, day."
A small scream left your mouth as the door to Angel's apartment was broken off its hinges, clattering onto the floor only inches away from where the two of you were. Buffy.
Angelus slowly pulled himself off of you. As a result of the interruption, his fangs had only managed to puncture the top layer of skin, leaving behind two red dots that quickly began to pool with blood. Angelus licked the smudge of red off of his fangs, making a show of savouring the taste.
Your best friend and mentor, the slayer, began to fight the vampire as you tried to help at every possible opening, but it was no use. He easily escaped.
Your neck on fire, you gently brushed the tips of your fingers against it, pulling your hand away to see them coated in crimson blood. Something told you that Angelus would be back for more.
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thank you for reading!! lmk your thoughts <33
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prose-for-hire · 2 years
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Stake your bets
Pairing: Faith x reader; Buffy x platonic!reader
Request: hi, would it be okay to request a story or maybe hc's if you prefer about dating faith and being buffy's best friend and trying to make them get along? I love your work, I hope you're not overwhelmed by all the requests you're getting
Requested by: Anon
A/N: I think we can safely say I probably was overwhelmed by my requests lol !! Sorry for the wait, love, hope this one’s okay! 💖
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You and Buffy had been best friends pretty much since her first day at high school. She had sat next to you in English class and you had to borrow a pencil when yours flew across the classroom. She was the best friend you had ever had, you told each other everything and nothing was ever too much information to share between you. I mean, you had saved the world together.
You shared so many amazing memories, some good and some bad. Some absolutely terrifying.
You were so close that you could barely find one of you without the other. You basically lived at each other’s houses. Attached at the hip. You just got on, you couldn’t explain it. Even when you argued, you never feared losing her as a friend. You knew there would be nothing worth losing your friendship over. So, when you started dating Faith, you knew it would be hard for her. But you hoped that she would be happy for you at least to begin with.
You had met Faith in the same way as everyone else when she had ran in and borrowed Buffy’s stake to dust a vamp before introducing herself at the Bronze. You didn’t know what to think of her to begin with, she was obviously very attractive (and she knew about it too). She kept to herself a lot after that, she didn’t really give much away other than that she liked to party and slay.
Her I-don’t-care persona intrigued you and after a while, you found yourself becoming more and more drawn to her. It was slowly at first, you paid more attention to the little things.
How she near always avoided talking about herself seriously. How she got a kick out of helping people but hated to let it show. And the cigarette she would always treat herself to after a really good slay. Even the gum she always bought and chewed on long patrols for something to do. By this point, it had made you wonder if this habit made her lips taste of ‘Very berry’…
You had it bad. You had grown close although she always appeared to be keeping you at a distance. Until one evening, you had asked if you could come on patrol with her. To her, it appeared out of the blue, but you had been trying and failing to ask all week. By Friday, you had worked up enough courage to ask and she shrugged to show that she didn’t mind, and you tried to hide your elation as you walked beside her into the night.
You spoke about anything and everything on that patrol, savouring every time you made her laugh. Real, genuine laughter from Faith was a divine sound. Though, you would never tell her that or risk getting teased within an inch of your life. At the end of the night, you rounded a corner and without saying anything, she slid her hand into yours. She was bold, much bolder than you. You would have waited at least a year to do something as scandalous and intimate as holding her hand.
But not her. Usually, she would have pressed you against a wall and kissed you without even a second thought, but that came a little later. There was something about you that, for once in her life, made her want to take things slow. It meant something. With you. And there was no chance she was letting you go once she realised that she had you.
Your relationship turned into a very well-kept secret. Not only because Faith thought pda and being as soft as she could be with you in public would make her look weak to humans and demons alike. But mostly because by this point, Buffy was starting to get jealous. Not because she wanted to date you, not at all. But because she thought she had been replaced by Faith as your very best friend.
You had tried to balance your time between them equally, honest you had. But there was only so much time in a day and your relationship was new and you found yourself aching for Faith every moment you spent apart.
One day, you woke up by Faith’s side pressed against the soft skin of her back and you knew it was the day you wanted everyone to know about your relationship. You couldn’t describe why or what had made this day so special, it was like any other. You woke up by her side in the mid-morning glow and pressed soft kisses against her exposed shoulder to wake her up. She turned and sleepily reached for you, sighing contently in a way she never had before she started to share her bed with you.
Later that day, when you had reluctantly left your girlfriend’s side, you met up with Buffy for your usual catch up at the Espresso Pump. She told you all of the latest gossip and she passed you an unusual looking rock she had picked up on patrol (you always collected weird looking rocks and trinkets when you went out patrolling with your best friend because sometimes it could get really boring).
You eventually managed to broach the subject that had been making you nervous the entire time you had spent at the coffee shop. You knew that Buffy would never end your friendship over anything like this, but her approval and support really mattered to you. And you just wanted her and Faith to get on.
“I need to tell you something…”
“If you’re gonna tell me you’re a secret vampire I might give you a 30 second head start before I start slaying” Buffy said, a hint of a smile in her voice although she could tell you were a little uneasy. Buffy had firmly decided that she didn’t like Faith. They were too different, they never seemed to agree on anything. Especially not slaying. So you didn’t want to cause yet another argument by admitting that you were dating.
But you couldn’t keep it from your best friend. You had kept exactly three secrets from her before this one and all led to a near-death experience (on your part). So you had learned the hard way to trust her with even your darkest secrets.
“No, it’s, well… me and Faith. We’re together. I think I might love her, actually” You said softly. She had never seen you like this, you had relationships in the past. Good ones, even. But never one like this. Where you had fallen so deeply and so willingly for someone. For your Faith.
“You’ve got to be kidding, the Emo slayer? She-who-must-not-be-tamed?”
“Please, just, hear me out before you start the name calling. What are you, seven?”
“One word: why?”
After a long conversation, that went off on several tangents and consisted of one shared cry and a long hug, you and Buffy were on good terms. You didn’t like keeping things from her and she admitted her own secrets she had been withholding too. Things went back to normal between you and Buffy and were even better between you and Faith. It told your lover that she mattered to you, that you wanted everyone to know that you were with her.
“I told her”
“Yeah? You actually want people to know about us then, huh?” she said this as if she assumed you might be embarrassed to love someone like her. But that could never be true.
“Faith, I love you. I would announce it to the world if I could” you insisted, taking her hand in yours and pressing a delicate kiss to the back of her hand. You swore you saw her blush as she pulled you into her, her lips meeting yours in a way that it never had. It was her way of telling you that she loved you back. She wasn’t quite able to say the words yet, but you knew instantly from the sensitive graze of her lips against yours that she had never felt anything more.
However, it took a good, long while to get Buffy and Faith back in the same room without them both exchanging some kind of snide comment. They were both intensely jealous people, though neither would admit it. But they both cared for you even more so and eventually, came around to trying to get on. For you.
Luckily, you were a person with a plan. In fact, you had made a list. Ten pages long (front and back) of ways you were going to convince them that they should both get along. Some of the most ridiculous ideas included hiring a paid vampire to try and attack them whilst also helping them bond as well as telling them that there was an ancient prophecy that the slayers had to like each other or the world could end.
You chose game night as your first activity. Which, in hindsight was probably not your best idea on the list as it brought with it a big element of competition. Something you could have done without. You had chosen Monopoly at first but there had been a creative interpretation of the rules by both of the slayers and so you had to call the end and pretend it was a draw to save each of them from ripping the other’s head off.
When you settled on poker, after Faith took out some matches to use after Buffy said she didn’t want to use real money. You had been on a losing streak for most of the night and you had been teased twice that it was a good job you weren’t playing strip poker. Something Faith quickly added she wouldn’t want to do with Buffy even if she paid her.
But suddenly, you started to win. Just a few games at first but you got better as the night went on. As did the mood between Buffy and Faith. They were civil, at least, and that was all you could really ask for.
Eventually, you realised that they were letting you win. Not only that, but they had silently agreed on this while you weren’t paying attention. They didn’t like that little droopy look you did when you realised you lost. They did a good job of letting you lose just enough times that you really could have been winning by your own skill. But you had seen glances of their cards every now and again and saw they weren’t playing their best hands.
You never called them out though, you didn’t let on that you knew because they had found a way to work together. To get on even if they weren’t as close with each other as you were with them both. Perhaps they never would be, but what made you glow was that they were at least making an effort. For you.
You ended up having regular game nights to unwind whenever there was no heavy slayer patrol needed, you leaned against Faith, lacing your hands with hers. She accused you of looking at her cards but never moved from the comfort of your touch. Buffy pretended to gag at the proximity you shared but you could see the way the corners of her mouth twitched into a slight smile. She had never seen you so happy and it was truly all she wanted for you. To be your happiest.
It actually went well for a while, you could be yourself around these women and you loved them both dearly, in different ways. You spent most of your time with your best friend and your girlfriend and found yourself having fun.
That was, of course, until Buffy found out about Faith and the Mayor…
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vampvrisms · 6 months
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hello , lovelies ! my name’s natalia , i’m fifteen years old and i’m a massive swiftie + lana girlie. i’ll write about literally any character as long as they’re from a fandom i’m part of. the fandoms i’ll write for are ;
• stranger things
• buffy the vampire slayer / angel
• atypical
• the vampire diaries / the originals / legacies
• the goldfinch
• IT 2017 / chapter 2
• dawson’s creek
• one tree hill
• the hunger games
• + the actors ( also, i’ll probably write for more fandoms so …. )
i 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 write nsfw, as long as the actor ( if it’s not a character ) is okay with it.
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AN: This fic is a continuation of this one. I just want to say a big thank you to @rmoonstoner and @queenofthehobos for your interest in the previous part and I hope you enjoy this one just as much.
Warnings: canon typical violence, mentions of violence, and jealous Ares.
You rested your forehead against Rupert's as you struggled to catch your breath in the stacks of the library at Sunnydale High.
"Did my kiss leave you breathless?" Rupert teased.
"Hush," you ordered before dragging his lips back to yours.
"GILES!"
Rupert regretfully broke the kiss, "What could they possibly want now?"
"They're kids in a library on a hellmouth. My guess? Academic support."
Rupert frowned at you, clearly not amused by your joke, before straightening his clothing and walking out to greet the teens. You walked out a few minutes later.
"Hey (Name)," Xander said as he sat at the table. "Any luck with breaking the bond that connects you and Ares?"
You shook your head, "Everything we've read so far states that since Ares created it, he's the only one who can destroy it and it doesn't exactly end well for the person on the other end."
"Why can't these gods keep to themselves?" He groaned.
"Well, I've been doing some research on the situation on my own," Wesley announced. "With the resources that the Council has graciously permitted me to use."
"Does he ever shut up?" Buffy groused.
You however had a completely different reaction, "You told the Council?"
"Well, yes. I am obliged to keep them updated with all the goings-on in Sunnydale." Wesley adjusted his glasses.
"If you were on a battlefield and you had been impaled in the shoulder, would you contact the Council and update them in the middle of the battle?"
"Don't be absurd," Wesley scoffed. "I would be placing the people that I'm fight...oh." He trailed off sheepishly.
"Glad we understand each other," you snapped. "Call me if you need me to patrol tonight Buffy."
You met Rupert's eyes before you walked out of the library. They were soft and apologetic but did little to cool your anger.
That night, your dreams were anything but restful. You dreamt of wars fuelled by passion and in each of your dreams, you could feel Ares' growing presence. In your last dream for the night, the god appeared in front of you and captured your mouth in a dominating kiss that left you woozy. It took far too long for you to realise that Ares had pressed his hand to the small of your back to keep you in place as he kissed you.
"The mortal's kiss might have taken your breath away once but my kisses are the ones that you'll be craving until the end of time."
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kahlanmars · 8 months
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𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐞★
Female characters and songs I looked up to create my OC:
Buffy Summers
Blair Waldorf
Regina George
Rose Hathaway
Taylor's lyrics
Marina's lyrics
Phoebe Halliwell
Summer Roberts
Cher Horowitz
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iwritefandomimagines · 11 months
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rewatching buffy (shock horror i’m already rewatching something else and adding to the never ending list of things i want to write for) and am feral as fuck for spike again right now.
there’s nowhere near enough buffy fic content on this app … do i need to take matters into my own hands hm
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Financially Secure (Spike x Reader, BTVS)
Warnings: sexual content below the cut
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You didn’t come to bed until late. Spike was up reading, but when you slid into bed he set the book on the nightstand. He had adapted his schedule so that he could be there when you fell asleep, which worked out because most of the time your shift didn’t finish until it was near dawn anyway.
You knew he didn’t approve of you working yourself to the bone, but it was hard for you to accept any money that he offered. You had been able to come to terms with most of the things he did, justify it in your own mind by comparing his behavior now to before, trying to reason that he was getting better every day. But the money— He had no way to get money without engaging in some seriously unethical activity.
You had tried to explain this to him before. But tonight, he was pushing it.
“Baby, you don’t need to take all these extra shifts,” he said, rolling into his side and wrapping an arm around you. “I’ll get you the money.”
“I don’t want to be dependent on anyone,” you yawned. “I like working.”
It was true, partly. The diner was normal. It gave you a break from all of the end-of-the-world plots that seemed to be going on at all times. But you’d be lying if you said you didn’t dream of something better.
Spike knew this. He buried his face in your neck, kissing up to your ear and biting down lightly on the cartilage. “It’s beneath you.”
You rolled over to face him. “It’s predictable. Comforting.”
“You know I’d do anything for you,” Spike murmured. He cupped the side of your face, kissed along your jaw. “This is a small thing for me. Let me help you.”
You swallowed, knowing he could feel the way your body had tensed. You wanted to say yes, but what if this led to other favors? Next thing you knew, he’d be threatening anyone who so much as stepped on your foot.
“It’s a big thing for me.” You tried to keep your voice light, but it wavered. “I don’t want to be your hooker.”
“Don’t say it like—”
You pressed your lips against his, running a hand through his hair the way he liked, but he pulled away. His eyes were almost concerned. You didn’t know he was capable of it when it wasn’t touched with fear or anger.
“I’m okay, I promise,” you reassured him.
“Love—”
You didn’t want to bicker about this. Not tonight. Not when you were so tired you could hardly keep your eyes open. 
“Look, if you want to help so badly, why don’t you start paying rent?” you asked. You wouldn’t really let him contribute, not knowing where the money would be coming from, but it was nice to pretend. And it would ease his mind, at least for awhile. 
“Paying rent?”
“Well, you’re over here all the time anyway. And you know I don’t like to sleep alone.”
He raised an eyebrow. “You want me to move in full-time?”
You shifted, tucking an arm beneath your head so you wouldn’t have to meet his eyes. “I mean, it has to be more comfortable than the crypt.”
“Summers, are you trying to lock me down?” he asked in mock surprise. “You didn’t even start calling me your boyfriend until a month ago.” 
“It’s almost winter!” you protested. “It’s going to be miserable out there.” 
“We live in California,” he said slowly. He laid down flat so he was level with you, tugging your arm out from under you so he could wrap the tips of his fingers around your own. “And I can’t feel the cold anyway.”
“I don’t want to want to visit you in the graveyard when it gets dark at 5 pm.” You were almost pouting now, nearly out of excuses and he knew it. 
“Do I get a drawer?” he asked. “That’s what they do in all those movies you like, right? First you get a drawer.”
You scoffed, causing him to tug on a loose strand of hair. “You have about three outfits.” You trailed your hand up his chest to the neckline of his t-shirt, snapping it against his skin. All of his clothes were so tight. “But yes, you can have your own drawer. You can have a whole dresser if you want.” 
“How much is rent in California, anyway? $10,000 a month? $20,000?” Spike wove his hand through your roots, pulling you down to his mouth. It was soft. A few weeks ago, you’d introduced him to beeswax lip balm instead of the gas station chapstick he usually stole. It was paying off.
“Tell me how financially secure we’re going to be,” you whispered against his cheek. The stubble scratched your chin deliciously. 
“We’re going to pay all our bills on time.” 
He licked a strip of skin on your neck. His hands traveled down, down. You exhaled as he pinched the skin at your hip, rolling it between his index and thumb. 
“I’m going to get you a new car.”
Spike slid down you like a pole as your eyes fluttered shut. Your nails dug into the skin of his shoulder. Now his stubble was scratching your stomach, then––
“Dawn’s college fund is going up.”
This time you moaned. Your cheeks flushed as you forgot how to close your mouth. Spike smiled against you. You could feel his teeth pressing lightly into your thigh, biting down. 
“You’re never going to want for anything again.” 
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Characters/Fandoms I Currently/Will Write For
Stranger Things: Mainly Eddie Munson, but I’ll write any adult and older teen characters (portrayed at least 18+), I WILL NOT age up child characters
The X-Files: Fox Mulder
Fargo: Gator Tillman
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Giles, Spike, Angel, Drusilla, Faith, Buffy, Willow (Basically anyone except Xander, all portrayed as 18+) 
Ghostbusters: Egon Spengler
Once Upon a Time: Killian Jones, Regina Mills
Slumber Party Massacre 2: Driller Killer
Pretty in Pink: Stef McKee (18+)
Current Works
Into the Fire (Eddie Munson x Female Reader) Master List
Last Christmas (Eddie Munson x Female Reader) Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3
You’re A Winner (Gator Tillman x Female Reader)
I Want to Believe (Fox Mulder x Female Reader)
Roam Pt.2 (Rockstar Eddie Munson x Female Reader)
Diary of a Hawkins Hussy (Stranger Things x Female Reader) Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.7
Be Kind, Rewind (Eddie Munson x Female Reader)
Upcoming Projects
Dream a Little Dream of Me (Driller Killer x Female Reader)
Who Ya Gonna Call? (Egon Spengler x Female Reader)
Watch Me (Giles x Female Reader)
You’ve Got Me Hooked (Killian Jones x Female Reader)
If You Leave (Stef McKee x Female Reader)
I Want to Believe Pt. 2 (Fox Mulder x Female Reader)
Requests
As you can see, I have a pretty full plate as it is. If you make a request, the most I’ll feasibly be able to do is blurbs. I may possibly do a one-shot, if the idea sparks strong inspiration in me. I’m open to most things, but there are some things I WILL NOT WRITE. I'm not shaming or judging anyone who writes/enjoys them, I'm just not comfortable writing these subjects:
Rape/Non-con (I’ll write references/flashbacks to past sexual assault if it’s beneficial to the story. But no rape fantasy)
Incest/Stepcest
Cheating (In a positive light)
Anything relating to Minors
Watersports/Scat/Vomit Kink
Omegaverse (I honestly just don’t know enough about it)
Pregnancy/Breeding Kink
Pretty much anything else is on the table, so have at it!
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