#buffy headcanon

[smmagill]

Buffy Rants

I’m rewatching Buddy the Vampire Slayer! I’ve established a new headcanon about The Master. He’s been magically trapped underground for 60 years. At least some of that time we can assume he was in some kind of supernatural sleep if we take Luke’s “the sleeper will wake” thing literally. Yet he knows pop culture references he shouldn’t. While there’s always the whole “don’t read too much into it, it’s just a funny line” explanation, I like the idea that The Master is watching tv and films down there.

“I’m a vampire sooo old I’ve got permanent vampire face, but I’m still hella bored just waiting around in this sunken church. Bring me entertainment!”

And his vamp minions not wanting to be tortured for The Master’s amusement figure out how to get him a TV and VCR. (I’m pretty sure DVDs hadn’t reach the height of their popularity in 1997 so it would be tapes.) And they’re going to Blockbusters every night to get him new stuff to watch.

[epiales06]

Headcanon:

Angel can teleport, and that’s what’s actually happening when he just appears out of nowhere , but he’s just never figured out that that’s what’s going on and neither has anyone else.

[megamilfjoycesummers]

Giles 🥰

[boy-of-death]

I want to thank all the girls and the gays that are obsessed with shows that ended 10 years ago and still write about it. Thank you for your service, you are my sole lifeline 🫡

[energysoda]

this came to me in a vision

[boopsterliv]

Spike and Jenny could’ve been besties. You can’t tell me if Jenny was around in season four she wouldn’t invite sad cat Spike in and give him blood mixed with booze. They could shit talk Angel, not to mention help each other out with their respective love lives, since Jenny is a stylish boss babe and Spike is a bookworm gentleman, meaning if they need to get a present for their partner they just have to hit each other up to get ideas. They’d play video games together like the nerds they are and tease each other to death

Bonus: you can’t tell me Jenny would’ve let Faith stay in a motel room if she was around in season 3, meaning we get more friendship goals (plus Buffy gets two smoking hot partners, good for her)

[itsalwaysteatimeinwonderland]

Finding Peace Pt.3: Dance With Me (Spike x Y/N)

Request: No. Part 3 of the Multi fic.

Synopsis: Being a cursed slayer is hard. Harder when a vampire won't just leave you alone.

TW: None.

Word Count: 1.2k

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Sun has set and the air is thick with fog. It’s eerily quiet in the cemetery. Not a creature to disturb the atmosphere. Inside the crypt there permeated a different energy.

Heavy sighs and lustful laughs can be heard. The sound of passionate kissing and groping is evident in the quiet of the night. Spike held you close to him on the sofa. Like a predator that caught his prey. You sighed in his mouth as you melded in a fiery storm of desire. His hands roamed your upper back, trying to unclasp your bra. You didn’t protest. Everything was going well. Too well. You came out for air. Heavy eye contact was made. As if you could communicate your deepest desires with one look.

As Spike was ready to go in for another round of erotic contact a loud noise was heard. He looked up but nothing was there. Another thud nearer still. He felt in a haze. As if something was amiss. As he looks back down at you, you disappear. His dream is broken. He wakes up with a gasp. Another dreaded dream of the cursed slayer. He felt surprised that his attention had shifted so suddenly to the new slayer. His heart still belonged to Buffy, or at least that’s what he liked to believe. However, these heavy sensual dreams were more frequent as of late.

Outside y/n roamed the cemetery, hacking away at heavy foliage near the wooded area. Another night out on the hunt. If it could stop, that would be an improvement to y/n's life. Being cursed to hunt demons for over 1,000 years is less of a privilege and more of a punishment. The world may be safe, but y/n loses her grip on reality. Every day is the same. Wake up, go to work, wait till the sun sets and hunt. Everything was the same with a little twist, this time around. Spike being the lemon to her lemonade. She regarded him as an equal, someone that she enjoyed being around, but the lord knows he was bad for her. With his British accent, bravado and underlying poet heart. She had met many like him, but he had a spark to him. A light that others missed. She hadn’t seen him since their slow dance. You could say that tonight her hunt was partially focused on finding him again.  

The cemetery was empty, quiet. The fog gave it an eerie ambiance. Y/n was guarded and ready for a fight. No, hoping for a fight. A crack in the distance catches her attention. She walks closer, hoping to encounter a demon. She pounces on a bush, wrestles with a branch or two to find nothing. A bunny on its way to its hide out.

"Attacking critters, are we?" A smug voice called from behind.

Y/n whips her head around to find him, leaning on a tombstone. She made a mental note of how ridiculously big the tombstone was. She feigned annoyance.

"You can never be too sure in the Hellmouth. What are you up to in this cryptic place." She brushed off the twigs and leaves that gathered in her hair.

"Vampire plus cemetery equals home."

She felt dumb. "Oh right, god forbid you find somewhere that doesn't smell like death"

"I like to call it musk." He grinned and walked closer. He fiddled with her hair, pulling the remaining twigs out of it. "Are we hunting tonight, cursed slayer?"

She snatched her hair back. "It’s just slayer and yes. I heard that a big demon was hiding out here. You didn't see a skinny little rascal full of horns and pointy teeth, did ya?"

"The description paints a picture but none that I’ve seen. Why not entertain yourself with some vampires while you wait?"

"No can do. That's Buffy's territory. I just hunt demons now a days.”

Spike raises his eyebrows, incredulous. “A retired slayer?"

"No, to loop back to your original point, I’m a cursed slayer. Part of the ordeal is that I can't kill vampires and they can't kill me. So we're eternally stuck with each other. Poetic, ain't it?" Y/n makes a face of defeat.

Spike takes a breath, processing what you just said. He is thoroughly amused by your circumstances. Enthralled with the idea that you can't hurt him and he can’t hurt you. Equals.

He proceeds to laugh after a pause. "You're pathetic."

"Super rude." She pushes past him. She regrets seeking him out. Of course, regardless of how she feels about him, he is still evil.

He reaches back for her only to miss her hand. The slight touch sending shivers down his spine. What a nit he has been. If she were like Buffy, she would’ve bantered with him. Picked a fight. Y/n is much less tolerant of his teasing.

Y/n walks with purpose deeper into the cemetery woods in search of the demon. Spike follows her.

"What do you want Spike? Let me be pathetic in peace." She's angry and hurt.

This is why you don't share about your curse. It makes you feel defective, useless. She thought.

He steps in front of you, hands up in a defensive stance. "I’m sorry. I didn't mean it as an insult"

You laugh. "How else am I supposed to take it?"

"I’m not used to people taking what I say to heart. I was expecting an insult back."

"Yes, please make fun of my suffering. I just love being eternal. If you’re looking for a fight, go somewhere else. Now move, this pathetic cursed slayer still has work to do."

As you walk away, he beats himself up internally. What a fucking idiot he's being. How can he reach out to you if he's too busy pushing you away? So, he follows you again without a word.

Screeching is heard from a couple of miles away. A pained scream from an unknown being. There's a clearing in the woods and an animal is seen thrashing and fighting for its life. Y/n crouches low, eyes on the demon feeding on the animal.

"That our guy?" Spike sneaks behind you.

You don't answer. You pull a sword from a sheath strapped to your back. You're ready.

You go in fast with a big swing. You miss by a small margin. The demon confronts you and you go at it. His slim form permits him to be agile while you're slightly slowed down by your weapon.

Frustrated, Spike gets tired of being on the sidelines. "Mind if I cut in." He slugs the demon unexpectedly.

The demon stumbles and before he can get his bearings you slice into the demon’s chest cavity. The demon screams out in pain. His body slumps with a disgusting thud.

"That was easy." Spike smirked.

You're frustrated with him for insulting you and the even more for cutting in. It was clear that coming out tonight was a mistake. You turn around and start to storm off, sword in hand. You hated how overly sensitive you felt around Spike. He was just another vampire. So, why were you so hurt by him?

"Wait..." Spike begs.

You swing your sword and place it inches away from his face. He steadies.

"I liked our dance the other night. It felt right. Can we do it again sometime?"

"Are you gonna insult me again?"

Spike pondered it. He liked getting under her skin. "Not unless it turns you on."

You laughed, you couldn't help it. This dolt of a vampire had you in a chokehold and you didn't know why.

"Do you know how to waltz?" She asked.

Spike grimaced. "A bit uppity for my taste but I'll do it." He pushes your sword away and steps closer "But only for you."

[disco-tea]

Funny thing about Spike and Buffy is eventually they’re going to pick up each other’s speech patterns. Like that’s just what’s gonna happen. A demon is gonna say something annoying to Buffy and “piss off” is just gonna slip out. Or she’s accidentally going to say “the telly” and then eventually there’s gonna be moments where Spike starts to sound like a Valley Girl, so please imagine that with the English accent. 🤣

[queenqunari]

One thing I love about Spike is he’s so good for making a variety of queer headcanons about. He’s a bisexual man. He’s a he/him lesbian. He’s transmasc. She’s transfem. They’re nonbinary.

And every option is a great way to explore his character.

[am-i-the-one]

Smoking and Vampires Kill (Reader x Spike)

'A sigh escaped your mouth as you remember the feeling of being kissed by Spike and exhaling smoke. You knew if you didn't quit smoking and break up with Spike they would have both killed you in the end.'

Summary: Your vampire ex-boyfriend visits your house when he hears you've quit smoking to try and tempt you into giving in to both.

Word Count: 2048

Ao3 link: Ao3

At midnight on New Year's Eve you walked straight into the bathroom and flushed your last pack of cigarettes. While your heart leapt up into your throat for an instant as the panic started you breathed out a sigh of relief. Trembling, you washed your hands and went to go re-join the party and find your new boyfriend in the crowd.

It's Winter break and you've been back home from studying at UC Sunnydale for two weeks now. Coincidently, that's also the number of days gone without smoking. Counting them off like prison scratches on the wall. You've always wanted to quit smoking and it didn't help when you met Spike who would chain-smoke indefinitely without the death anxiety, for obvious reasons. You first met Spike outside the Bronze one evening when he asked you for a light. Not thinking anything of it, you said he could keep it remembering all the Clippers in your draw at home. It was a novelty Halloween design with a vampire motif and the words 'blood sucker' wrapped around it. You never liked it, vampires were never your favourite monster. He looked at you credulously, with his eyes opened and slightly frowning at the suggestion. His facial expression soon relaxed and he thanked you and said he'd maybe see you inside. You thought he was strange as he blew smoke rings and poked is finger through them while looking up wistfully at the night sky.

You would only ever see him loitering outside the Bronze back alley. Since you spent half the night going inside and outside to smoke you'd end up catching him before he disappeared into the night. Soon enough, he became the sole reason you went to the Bronze. How pathetic, you thought, wanting to shiver in the cold while waiting for a stranger to appear, only to exchange a few words, maybe share a cigarette and then say goodbye.

One night you were warming yourself up with your lighter after crushing out your second cigarette waiting for Spike. You didn't think he was going to show until you turned around to go inside and there he was, brooding over the top of you and grinning manically.

"Hey Y/N! I was just looking for you. What are you doing outside? You must be freezing. Here let's go back inside."

He shuffled you indoors and bought you a hot mulled wine to warm you up. All the time shaking his head and complaining you were going to catch a cold. You moved naturally with him and followed his lead. This was the first time you had ever even seen him inside the Bronze, let alone be in his company with others around. You both sat down at a table in the back where it was away from the main stage.

"I haven't seen you in a while" you said, instantly regretting admitting you noticed.

"Yeah, I've been busy," Spike said raising his eyebrows, obviously surprised. "But I had my lucky lighter with me to remind me of you," showing you the vampire lighter out of his pocket and playing with it on the table. This made you smile that he remembered. You talked all night together until closing and he walked you home, after insisting, saying there's bad people lurking around this time of night.

It would only be a few weeks into the relationship that he would reveal his true identity as a vampire. You immediately ended the relationship in your head when his face turned into that of a beast. You weren't scared at the change in his appearance and demeanour. You only wanted to leave the Bronze and never see him again. This was three months ago and you hadn't seen him since. Not even when you braved to go our to the Bronze a few weeks after the break-up. You slowly forgot, or pretended you had forgotten, about the mystery vampire when you went to UC Sunnydale. What with all the studying, coffee and cigarettes consuming your brain you could hardly think straight let alone remember basic English. But, now you were back home and the memories consumed you. Perhaps, you thought, you had unconsciously quit smoking to forget Spike.

It was midnight, day 15, and you were kept awake by the intense cravings and nausea. You felt dizzy and the whole world was spinning when you rested your head. So, you switched on your bedside light and tried some breathing exercises. In and out. It will all go away soon, you thought. You stared out your bedroom window and remembered all the memories you had with Spike. You both had stood huddled under his leather jacket while it rained with his arm wrapped around your shoulder as you shared a cigarette. With your faces almost touching, all it took was a slight turn and that was the first time you both kissed. The cigarette forgotten about, laid burning half finished on the ground outside the Bronze. A sigh escaped your mouth as you remember the feeling of being kissed by Spike and exhaling smoke. You knew if you didn't quit smoking and break up with Spike they would have both killed you in the end. There's nothing in this world that compares to having something you love which kills you in the process. You feel both weak and strong being defeated because it means you have something to overcome.

These were the thoughts racing through your head as the clock moved between the early hours of the morning. You heard your parents snoring down the hallway and closed your eyes trying to isolate your dad's breathing and snoring. This grounded you in the moment until you heard a sudden sound outside of a lighter spark and an inhale that was followed by a familiar scratchy cough and a curse word. Paralyzed, you sat frozen on your bed while your eyes bursted open like a cat's, hair sticking up on end. You drifted to your windowsill, hiding behind the curtain and peeping outside you saw Spike standing below your window. He was leaning up against a tree in your front yard and looking straight into your bedroom. Flustered you backed away from the window. It's too dark to tell but you don't think he looked angry or upset. Honestly, it looked like he was just minding his own business, loitering in the middle of the night. Except, he was staring into your window so he obviously hasn't forgotten about you. You remember he is unable to enter the house since you never formally invited him inside. But, that didn't make him go away as there he stood waiting outside your house.

Knowing that you would be unable to sleep unless you confronted him about his stalker behaviour you returned to the window. You opened both curtains and sat down on your window sill bench wrapping the blanket around you. Breathing a deep breath, you opened your window and finally looked down at Spike.

"I had nearly given up," he said waving his lit cigarette. "I thought I was going to have to smoke a whole packet before you'd open up."

"What are you doing here Spike?" you ask, grimacing as you see his bleached blonde hair shine in the moonlight. God, how did that ever attract you.

"A little birdy told me that you've quit smoking and I've just come to give my congrats. Nothing wrong with that, is there?" He asks, grinning innocently and putting his hands up in the air. He crushes the cigarette on the ground and proceeds to light another one. "You see, I've tried quitting every turn of the century but nothing's seemed to work and I was thinking, since you're doing so well and all, you'd let me in on the secret".

This is unbelievable, you thought. He's really going to stand there all night, smoking a packet of cigarettes, trying to get inside your head. The wind rustled the leaves above Spike. Maybe if it picks up it would blow out his cigarette or at least drown out his voice. You looked into Spike's eyes as he raised his eyebrows waiting for your response.

"If you really want to know Spike, sometimes to kill one addiction you have to kill another. Like, if you always smoke when you have a drink you might have to quit both. At least for me, breaking up with you has solved all kinds of problems in my life."

"Ouch that hurts, love. But I bet that's what you wanted. Though I know you don't mean a word. I'll throw you up a smoke, if you want. Must be craving one like mad stuck in your room watching me enjoy one." He said, blowing out a cloud of smoke. You hated to admit it but he was right. You would have liked a cigarette but you couldn't bow down and accept one from Spike of all people.

"Sure and while I'm at it I think I want to get back together, don't you?"

"Cool it with the sarcasm pet, I'm just teasing you. Honestly, I want to commend you for giving it up. There's no point ruining your body when it's your only one. But I've been missing you lately. You never come to the Bronze anymore."

Why doesn't he just start crying, you thought. If you would have known he'd be this clingy you would never have spoken to him. Maybe all those times you waited in the back alley for him, he was also waiting for the right time to walk up to you. You had never thought about that before. How long could he have been staring at me, watching me, waiting to come up to me and have a smoke. It creeped you out to think of yourself as prey and Spike the predator. But that's what he was, at the end of the day. He had never raised his hand or drawn your blood, but that doesn't mean he wasn't trying to kill you. He was toying with you, making you believe you were in love with him. You thought you could never love another person except for Spike. But, you had proved that wrong having been in a more than happy relationship for months now.

You no longer needed those things that were silently killing you. Neither Spike or cigarettes were welcome into your life anymore. You stared down at Spike, smoking his third cigarette now catching a glimpse of your old vampire lighter. If only you could have known how ironic it was when you handed it over to him, he must have loved it. Reflecting back on when you first started smoking in your teenage years, you didn't know smoking was going to corrupt your body and become an irrepressible addiction. You were naïve and thought it would lessen the monotony of everyday life and make you more mature. The same was true about going out with Spike, an older guy who happened to be much older than he looks. You know you shouldn't blame yourself for what you know now but it's hard when you're consumed with deep seated regret. Especially because your body desires and craves both Spike and smoking.

"Goodbye, Spike." you whisper, just loud enough to see his face start and mouth open.

You smile sincerely looking down at Spike remembering the times you had together. The nights he'd stay out with you after closing hours and talk with you all night. But, Spike is a double-edged sword and someone who, in the end, would kill you if he had the chance. You close the curtains not turning back and curl up into bed imagining his arm around you as you smoked together in the rain. It felt so real, like he was there in bed beside you, Though you knew it was impossible you curled up next to him in his smoked-stained leather jacket and felt his arms wrap around you.

"I guess that's another addiction I haven't gotten over." you say as you breath a sigh of release. Turning out your lamp, you toss and turn trying to sleep while memories of Spike lighting a cigarette and handing it over to you with a grin churns in your brain.

[theendlessnessofbeingme]

Me every time my favorite character dies:

The creator:

[ur-fav-is-autistic]

Anya Jenkins from Buffy the Vampire Slayer is Autistic!

[witchthewriter]

𝐍𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 & 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈

(requests are open❕)

smut ✅ (18+ only)

comissions

𝑊𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑐𝘩-𝑢𝑝 𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑?                    

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈

                                               ⸻ ✶✺✮ ⸻

𝐴𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

who I think the characters would be best suited to

when you, their crush, is confused by their avatar body would include

⭑ Jake Sully ⇢ sfw alphabet 

⭑ Neytiri  ⇢ being her mate would include

⭑ Neteyam ⇢ being his mate would include

𝑩𝑮𝟑

⭑ Astarion ⇢ being his s/o would include

⭑ Halsin ⇢ being his s/o would include

𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑺𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒔

⭑ Charles Vane ⇢ sfw alphabet

𝐵𝑢𝑓𝑓𝑦 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑉𝑎𝑚𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟

⭑ Spike ⇢ w/ a tall and/or chubby gf would include

𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒖𝒕𝒚

🇶​🇺​🇮​🇿​

Who Is Your COD Soulmate?

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

cod men as character archetypes 

how you wake them up

random relationship headcanons

text story: you don’t want to do something while they’re on deployment

how they react to you falling asleep on them; pre-relationship

scary dog privledge

ᴘᴏʟʏ ᴛᴀꜱᴋ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇ  

Poly141! | Mission Pixie Dust

⭑ John Price

⭑ Kyle Garrick ⇢ being in a relationship would include

⭑ Simon Riley ⇢ poly relationship w/ him & johnny ⇢ random relationship headcanons

⭑ Johnny MacTavish ⇢poly relationship w/ him & simon

⭑ König ⇢ random relationship headcanons

𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒊𝒕𝒚

⭑ Ruhn Danaan ⇢ being his Mate would include

���𝒓𝒐𝒎

soulmate quiz 

⭑ Boyd Stevens ⇢ being his s/o would include

⭑ Jade Herrera ⇢ being his only friend would include

⭑ Kenny Liu ⇢ will they won’t they w/ kenny

⭑ Victor Kavanaugh ⇢ being his bestie would include

⭑ Randal Kirkland ⇢ being a nurse & his s/o

𝐺𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑇𝘩𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

what pets they’d have w/ you would include

who I think the characters would be best suited to

how they act when jealous (sandor & sansa only)

headcanons w/ your bonded dragon (pt.1)

headcanons w/ your bonded dragon (pt.2)

headcanons w/ your bonded dragon (pt.3)

⭑ Jaime Lannister ⇢ meeting your family for the first time would include

⭑ Podrick Payne ⇢ nsfw alphabet

⭑ Sandor Clegane ⇢ being in queen sansa’s council w/ him, your husband, would include

𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑃𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

how they react to their s/o using an Unforgivable Curse

how they react to their s/o getting into a fist fight would include

the gryffindors as fathers would include

what kind of music I think they’d listen to

domestic headcanons w/ the hp characters

🇲​🇦​🇷​🇦​🇺​🇩​🇪​🇷​ 🇵​🇷​🇪​🇫​🇪​🇷​🇪​🇳​🇨​🇪​🇸​

their pet names for you

⭑ Harry Potter ⇢ your wedding w/ him would include

⭑ Fred Weasley ⇢ sfw alphabet

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝑮𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔

⭑ Johanna Mason ⇢ being her s/o would include

𝐻𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝐷𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

first time with them would include (18+ post)

the characters falling in love with their enemy would include

the dragons as parents would include

⭑ Rhaenyra Targaryen ⇢ being married to her would include ⇢ being one of her Ladies in Waiting would include

⭑ Daemon Targaryen ⇢ being the rider of Vermithor and in a poly relationship w/ him & daemon would include

⭑ Aemond Targaryen ⇢ being the rider of Vermithor and in a poly relationship w/ him & daemon would include ⇢ with a plus size s/o would include

⭑ Otto Hightower ⇢ sfw alphabet

⭑ Cregan Stark ⇢ being Rhaenyra’s only daughter and marrying Cregan would include

⭑ Gwayne Hightower ⇢ being Gwayne’s dragonrider wife would include

⭑ Alys Rivers ⇢ being Alys’ best friend would include

⭑ Benjicot Bracken ⇢ being his wife would include

⭑ Balerion ⇢ being bonded would include

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒕 ��𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒅𝒐𝒎

🇶​🇺​🇮​🇿​

Which of The Last Kingdom Characters Is Your Soulmate?

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

spending yule w/ them would include

⭑ Uhtred ⇢ being his warrior s/o would include

⭑ Sihtric ⇢ being your husband would include

⭑ Finan ⇢ loving you from afar would include

⭑ Osferth ⇢ with a s/o who is the opposite of him would include

⭑ Aldhelm

⭑ Aethelflaed

⭑ Eadith

⭑ Ragnar

⭑ Sigtryggr

⭑ Leofric

𝐿𝑜𝑟𝑑 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑅𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

⭑ Galadriel ⇢ being her human s/o would include

⭑ Legolas ⇢ seeing his knight s/o scars for the first time would include

⭑ Samwise ⇢ being a hobbit & his s/o would include

𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑙 / 𝑀𝐶𝑈

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

sharing a bed for the first time with the marvel characters would include

⭑ Valkyrie ⇢ sfw alphabet

⭑ Loki ⇢ w/ a plus size soulmate would include

𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑛

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

what kind of music I think the knights would listen to

how they would react to someone insulting their spouse

⭑ Merlin ⇢ comfort headcanons

⭑ Morgana ⇢ sfw alphabet ⇢ being in a poly relationship w/ her & guinevere would include

⭑ Guinevere ⇢ being in a poly relationship w/ her & morgana would include

𝑵𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒂

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

Edmund, Peter, Caspian & Eustace fighting over you would include

𝑆𝘩𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 & 𝐵𝑜𝑛𝑒

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

the crows and the one bed trope

how they act when the characters have a crush on you 

⭑ Jesper Fahey ⇢ being his pirate s/o would include ⇢ snuggling w/ him would include

⭑ Nina Zenik ⇢ with a grisha best friend who has chronic pain would include

⭑ Genya Saffin ⇢ jealous headcanons

⭑ The Darkling ⇢ sfw alphabet

𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝐴𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑐𝘩𝑦

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

their pet names for you

the one bed trope

what kind of person I think they’re best suited to

how they react to you punching someone in the face

𝑻𝒆𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒐

⭑ Jamie Tartt ⇢ being his s/o would include ⇢ being Keeley’s s/o would include

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑇𝘩𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑀𝑢𝑠𝑘𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑟𝑠

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

⭑ Porthos ⇢ being a healer and his s/o would include

⭑ Constance ⇢ being married to her would include

𝑇𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

⭑ Stiles Stilinksi ⇢ being his witch s/o would include

𝑇𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ

⭑ Charlie ⇢ being in love with a female vampire would include

𝑃𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑛

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

⭑ Captain Jack Sparrow ⇢ w/ a chaotic s/o who has been there since the very beginning would include

⭑ Tia Dalma ⇢ growing up in Port Royal & being her s/o would include

⭑ Syrena ⇢ being her best friend would include

𝑉𝑖𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

being in a secret relationship w/ them (rollo & ubbe only)

⭑ Bjorn ⇢ being a witch & his s/o would include | how you met (pt.1)

𝑇𝘩𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑑

ᴘʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ  

⭑ Michonne ⇢ being in a poly relationship w/ her & Rosita would include

⭑ Rosita  ⇢ being in a poly relationship w/ her & Michonne would include

⭑ Negan ⇢ deciding that he only wants you as a wife would include

𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑾𝒆 𝑫𝒐 𝑰𝒏 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔

⭑ Nadja ⇢ with a shy s/o would include

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓

⭑ Geralt ⇢ giving you a bath would include

𝑾𝑾𝑬

⭑ Rhea Ripley ⇢ nsfw alphabet

[radical-ghostface]

Mc confronting Sebastian after Anne died, and he went full dark wizard intent on destroying the world to stop all the pain.

Sebastian - *raising his wand at MC* Get out of here.

MC - Oh no… You're not the only one with powers, you know. You may be a hopped-up uber-wizard with all that dark magic, but don't forget I can ancient magic you into the next century.

Sebastian – I'm not joking, MC. Get out of my way. Now. You can’t stop this.

MC – Yeah. I get that. It’s just, where else am I gonna go? You’ve been my best friend my whole life. World gonna end.. where else would I wanna be?

Sebastian – *smirking darkly* Is this the master plan? You’re gonna stop me by telling me you love me?

MC – Well, I was gonna walk you off a cliff and hand you an anvil, but it seemed kinda cartoony.

Sebastian – *eyes darkening* Still making jokes.

MC – I'm not joking… I know you’re in pain. I can’t imagine the pain you’re in. And I know you’re about to do something apocalyptically evil and stupid, And, hey, I still wanna hang. You’re Seb.

Sebastian – *pointing his wand at her aggressively as his hand trembles* Don’t call me that!

MC – The first day of kindergarten, you cried because you broke the yellow crayon and you were too afraid to tell anyone. You’ve come pretty far. Ending the world, not a terrific notion… But the thing is… yeah, I love you. I love crayon-breaky Sebastian, and I love scary-dark magic Sebastian. So, if I’m goin’ out, it’s here. If you wanna kill the world… well, then start with me. I’ve earned that.

Sebastian – You think I won’t?

MC – it doesn’t matter. I’ll still love you.

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IF YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS REFERENCING I LOVE YOU.

[taki-yaki]

prompt: Tav with a gun lol. Let’s say Tav got abducted from a sci-fi world, like from another sci-fi video game, which solves the ammo issue. Or she’s an artificer class from somewhere out there in wildspace, so she makes her own ammo and steampunk weapons. Whatever you choose.

Either way, Astarion is very interested in her weapons.

Making me think of all those glock mods for BG3 but I agree that Astarion would be 100% interested in an artificer artillerist Tav. Also with artificers usually focusing on intelligence, he would be interested in that compared to Gale.

Artificer Tav (or Glock Tav)

Astarion had never met an artificer such as you before. Sure he may have heard of some gnome who were artificers, but they usually specialised in either alchemy or armoury. 

He never took much interest in them anyway, besides all they would talk about is how their creations were made for non-destructive uses.

However, upon seeing your destructive artillery focus, it quickly gains his interest.

Someone who is intelligent and approves of using destructive force, rather than giving dull lectures about the meticulous details of the weave the magic as a whole, sounds like a LOT of fun to him.

Of course, the first thing he’d ask of you is to have a go at your eldritch cannon, but soon has to be confiscated from him, due to his recklessness with it. 

Instead, he’d try to give suggestions on how to improve your weaponry, “Maybe if you add a lick of poison to your bullets for an extra sting” “What do you mean it’ll cost too much?”.

Whilst tinkering with making small gadgets in your free time, he would observe you from afar, watching your hands skillfully craft each one. You would quickly pick up on this, by offering him to watch you work up close instead.

The tinkering side of your nature would lead to some problems in camp though, with collecting any pieces of scrap metal found on your adventures, old rusted cutlery? They can be repurposed into so many things. This would lead to an intervention at camp with the amount of ‘junk’ you have collected in such as short time.

Eventually, you would start creating small utilities to use in camp, such as a portable shower kit to compact carrying containers.

When you go to fight Cazador, the situation quickly turns into bringing a knife to a gunfight, however in this case you’re adequately equipped and prepared to fight him.

Obviously, you would defeat him, Buffy the Vampire Slayer style, “No weapon forged can stop me”, “That was then” pulling out your modified eldritch cannon and taking aim at Cazador, “This is now”, promptly launching him off the ritual platform.

After the tadpole is gone, you promise to make him a device that will allow him to walk in the sun once again. Stating that he’s better off trying science if all means of magic and gods have failed him so far. Naturally, it takes quite a few attempts to create a working solution, but once you do, he is forever grateful for your help and will go about boasting about how smart his partner is compared to the magic shows that wizards present.

[julikobold]

Canon: Spike is watching Dawson’s Creek.

Me: Maybe he is writing Pacey/Joey fanfics?

William the bloody awesome author.