#buffy verses

[angelthemanspanker]

my favourite headcanon that doesn't hold up under scrutiny is the idea that the Great Dawn Retcon only actually affected like thirty people in Sunnydale and no one else, enabling stuff like Buffy telling Angel over the phone that she has to go pick up Dawn from school and Angel's like huh I guess she has an instantly grown teenage kid too, small world

[kimodraw]

buffy fanart from the past few days,,,,catching up on the real hashtag classics first two are kind of mignola studies and the last ones are me enjoying oz and willow's puppy love :))

[johnsspacesuittight]

watching some Angel again and I love it when a little bit of his Very old man comes out they're at a restaurant and he complains about the prices and then is like "I'm not cheap I'm just old, I remember when a few bob got you a good meal, a bottle and a tavern wench" with just a hint of the (albeit not very good) Irish accent lmao

[deviousdevilx]

TIG as basically Spike to Ralph's Buffy

Anyways, Daniel is a slayer who starts college, meets the evil but sexy, sometimes a fucking dork vampire Terry Silver.

Johnny is basically Xander.

Jessica is a witch, and bestie of Daniel. Ali is the girl he likes and starts dating but it doesn't work out.

Mr. Miyagi is of course Daniel's Watcher.

Kreese is the big bad vampire, and Terry's crazy ex.

Chozen shows up as another love interest, maybe he's the Angel type? a vampire with a soul?

Amanda also shows up later as a love interest (another slayer?).

Anyways Terry and Daniel have MAD chemistry and flirt, much to the dismay of everyone around them.

[shannara810]

I know I’m not a genius with graphics programs, but sometimes I like to fiddle here and there.

For my Tyler Addams 'verse 🖤 @fullofwoe5321

(The verses are from Angelus' monologue, from Buffy season two. Always loved his arc).

[deafblindshorty]

Gwen: I know you feel betrayed. Miles: Yes, well, that's one of the unpleasant side effects of being betrayed.

[lou-wilham]

The family that slays together. . . stays together.

The Hunters of Ironport series asks the following questions:

What if Buffy was a bi dude?

What if he was also a tired af millennial?

What if he put himself in charge of training the next gen of hunters?

What if he cussed a little?

OK a lot.

BLURB:

Sometimes the hunter becomes the hunted.

Overworked, and underappreciated, Eric Marcelino just wants to hunt the vampires plaguing Ironport, keep his students out of the field, and somehow make it home in enough time to get a full 8 hours of sleep. . . maybe 6. Tony McMahon and his sister arrive in Ironport looking for a fresh start. Only Tony didn’t count on the instant attraction he feels toward the Huntsman’s golden boy, Eric, nor being drawn into an ancient prophecy set to end the Huntsman forever. Something strange is brewing in Ironport. With bloodsuckers, the Council of Creatures, and his students breathing down his neck, Eric has to wonder if he’s in over his head and if a potential boyfriend might be the final nail in his coffin. This is gonna suck.

PURCHASE LINK

[thepunkmuppet]

also, HAPPY 27TH ANNIVERSARY YIPPEEEEEE <333

[legendaryl0stpieces]

@little-miss-buffy | liked this for a small starter

"You wanna know what your problem is?" Klaus asked, looking over at the blonde for a moment. She was frustrating by all means, and so was what he was feeling towards her. Falling for her hadn't been intended. It just happened and maybe this wasn't the best way to confront it. But yet here he was doing it. There were times that Klaus didn't think things all the way through.

[insufferablemonsters]

𝔫𝔦𝔨𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔰 & 𝔟𝔲𝔣𝔣𝔶 - 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔲𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 @xxgotthedevilinsidexx.

klaus  was  obsessed  with  the  idea  of  having  a  sense  of  control  over  the  vampire  slayer.  and  it  wasn't  just  any  vampire  slayer   —   it  was  buffy  summers;  she  who  is  the  longest  living  slayer  and  is  world  renowned,  creatures  feared  her   ...   But  not  klaus.  no,  he  wasn't  afraid  at  all,  rather  he  was  intrigued  and  absolutely  fascinated  by  her.  she's  vanquished  many  enemies  in  her  time  and  has  established  herself  quite  a  name   —  he  wanted  to  know  how,  why,  what  made  her  so  strong  and  stand  so  tall  above  the  rest.  he  had  made  it  a  point  to  find  out  himself,  but  he  was  quickly  stopped  by  the  slayer  herself.  she  was  too  smart,  too  insightful  to  sneak  past  and  watch  over.  she  would  always  know  when  he  was  around  and  the  question  begged;  was  it  because  of  her  extraordinary  senses  or  was  it  because  they  were  connected  unknowingly?  he  felt  her  when  she  would  near  and  he  would  miss  her  when  she  left.  why?  that's  what  he  had  to  know  and  that's  why  he  had  to  have  control  over  her  because,  if  he  didn't,  he  might  lose  control  of  himself.

he  couldn't  take  his  eyes  off  of  her.   ❛   don't  worry,  slayer,  i  read  between  the  lines,  how  could  i  miss  it?  it's  not  every  day  someone  is  as  brave  as  you  would  threaten  an  original;  thee  original  hybrid,  no  less   ...   ❜   he  replied,  smirking  slightly  with  his  brows  raised  up  mockingly.  just  another  thing  that  continued  to  plague  klaus'  mind,  her  bravery  and  her  confidence,  he's  never  met  anyone  like  her.  he  couldn't  help  but  roll  his  eyes  at  her  words,   ❛   m'  sorry,  i  didn't  realize  i  was  speaking  to  such  an  expert.  what  makes  you  think  you  know  me  so  well,  buffy?  i  would  be  very  careful  with  making  assumptions  'bout  people  that  could  hurt  you.  careless,  slayer   ...   ❜   he  scolded,  wiggling  a  single  digit  at  her.  as  much  as  her  boldness  frustrated  him,  it  made  him  drown  in  her  even  further.  that's  why  he  wasn't  going  to  lose  her  before  he  even  had  her.  he  shook  his  head  at  her  explanation  and  the  words  she  used  so  sarcastically.  how  could  she  be  so  playful  right  now?   ❛   please,  i  was  never  worried  about  you  to  begin  with.  not  until  now   ❜   he  responded  through  his  teeth,  grabbing  the  hand  she  used  to  hold  her  obvious  wound.  he  flipped  her  hand  to  see  it  covered  in  blood,  his  eyes  turning  a  golden  shade  as  his  concern  only  grew.  he  let  her  hand  go  and  took  no  hesitation  in  biting  into  his  wrist  to  create  a  blood  flow  through  two  small  holes  in  his  flesh.  he  presented  his  bleeding  wrist  to  her,   ❛   there  is  no  choice  here  for  you,  miss  summers,  drink.  you  must  heal.   ❜

[broknfeed]

Cont from here w/ @little-miss-buffy

—— “Well, yeah!” He exclaims, his face against the wall, “love is to sex and pain is to death, what do you expect? I don’t make the rules.” He exhales, using his speed ability to remove himself from the grip. Now, across the room from Buffy. He looks at her, eyes furrowed and annoyance drawn on his face.

Only because Buffy is a good friend to his friends he wouldn’t touch her. Also because he actually liked her company — sometimes. But when the two caught themselves in physical altercations, The two didn’t recognize or knew each other in those moments. Making it fair game. However, no killing.

He massages his neck with his right hand, “you ever thought of anger management? Cause you need it,blondie.” He says.

[initiumseries]

who are your favourite black characters - animated and not animated

Oh fun question. We capitalize Black in this house, and this is absolutely going to show my age but you asked, and I wouldn't say favourite for most, because I don't know that I have a strong attachment to every show but did like them, and you'll probably notice, most of the time they just have to be Black and on a show for me to like them so here we go:

As usual, in no particular order -

Numbuh 5 - Kids Next Door

I thought she was funny, and she was Black and that's really all it took for me, lol. I based one of my characters off her actually.

Miles Morales

I feel like this goes without saying.

Goliath - Gargoyles

LOL this is so funny to me because the VA is BLACK. And Goliath always read to me as Black, and Elisa Maza...anyway lol. It always struck me as deranged that whenever the gargoyles in general, but ESPECIALLY Goliath AND Demona turned human, all of them were always white. Just didn't make any sense even as a kid, and I blame racism. This is probably the only time I'll go up for non-human characters coded as Black and no I won't be arguing about this.

Out of the Box

This dude held me down after school every day and the song still SLAPS.

Mr. Trick - BTVS

He is SO unsung but I loved almost every scene he was in.

Lieutenant Van Buren - Law & Order

The only cop I like. she sued the cops for racism.

Detective Green

Before he was on that stupid DC show, he was a cop on a better show lmao. See above.

Storm - X-Men & Xmen Evolution

She's Storm.

Virgil Hawkins - Static Shock

One day we'll talk about what the fuck is up with all the Black people having electric powers, but today we'll put some respect on Virgil's name.

John Stewart/Green Lantern - Justice League/Unlimited

The only green lantern I recognize.

Vixen - JLU

John fumbled her BIG TIME.

Abbie - Sleepy Hollow

This show fumbled her BIG TIME. Lord release us from the shackles of Black people being cops in shows.

Papa Pope

He rocked my ENTIRE world off axis when he showed up and read Olivia for filth and then fucked up her white side piece.

Annalise Keating

She was SO messy, but she should've killed them kids too.

Michaela Pratt

I had issues with her SL but she was a real one.

Greenleaf patriarch & matriarch - Greenleaf

tbh with you it doesn't really matter what these two people are in, I'm going to watch the fuck out of it.

Lafayette - True Blood

I feel like this goes without saying. RIP.

Romeo Carter - Student Bodies

for OBVIOUS reasons.

Jett Jackson - Jett Jackson

Again, obvious reasons. RIP.

Ashley Banks - Fresh Prince

I liked her because she was around my age when I was watching the show.

This whole family - Family Matters

I don't have a favourite. This whole family was Black in a time where there were few Black people on tv much less whole families.

Hobie Brown - Across the Spiderverse

Obvious reasons.

Chloe - Sabrina the Animated Series

I feel like I've dug significantly into the archives of my brain. I'm sure there are characters I've missed, but this is what I could remember. Fun! - oh wait no!

Prudence

She stole the damn show. I watched for her and Ambrose *only*

Tak & Quellchrist Falconer - Altered Carbon

This sleeve of Tak specifically.

Michael Burnham - Star Trek Discover

She acts her ass off in any role so honestly it doesn't matter.

T'Challa - Black Panther

No I will not expand. Sigh. RIP.

All of them - Black Panther

Ok I think I'm done. I've reached into the archives of my childhood, and I'm sure there are more I've forgotten, but yeah, here's top of my head. :)

[annyankers]

the one issue with william being a likely aristocrat is i have NO idea how the FUCK she gets into the same circles as him. especially when you can't use slayer stuff as a cover for her needing to like, infiltrate or something. like shit.... someone in her family has to be LOOOOOOADDDDDDDDDEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDD

[tenderjock]

the dream buffyboot that lives in my mind

it's 2025 and buffy is like. 45 or 46 or whatever. right

theres about 2000ish (maybe?) slayers and theyre mostly concentrated in a few "schools" across the world - one in australia, one in cleveland, one in eastern europe, one in west africa. faith's mostly at the one in cleveland.

buffy feels a lot of residual guilt about the choice she made in chosen - how she decided to force these girls into a life that she herself hated, because it was what she needed to save the world. This Will Come Up Later.

buffy's been married for like. 20+ years. to a human, watcher-type guy. real nice guy, no red flags there. he died, about a year before the show starts, to brain cancer, very suddenly.

she's been in a really bad depressive funk ever since.

she has one daughter. i debated whether she's adopted or biological - ultimately, it doesn't really matter, but i'd like her to be adopted - who is about 8.5 months pregnant at the beginning of the show. about to bust fr. she cant get in contact with her mom and she's freaking out about it, she's asking dawn, she's asking faith, she's asking xander, she's asking willow and giles.

who you gonna call?

that's right. fucking spike.

spike shows up to her little multimillion dollar house in marin and threatens to break down buffy's door if she wont talk to him.

"and what?" she says. "stand outside, yelling at me? you cant get in, spike." she throws a shoe at him. he catches it, throws it back.

she eventually lets him in.

there's a lot of spuffy friendship in this - a lot of spike trying to coax her into a relationship and buffy just going NO. for one thing, i'm physically too old for you (you know that doesn't bother me - it bothers me, spike) for another, i'm still processing husband's death.

(he never hit me, buffy says, one night, to spike. or called me a bitch, not once. not even as a joke.)

(spike looks at her. he's not sure what he can say to that. it seems, suddenly, like an awfully low bar.)

there's a baby shower ep that's hilarious where everyone from both the white hats and the demon underworld is sending like. weapons and weird demon gifts and no one gives buffy's daughter diapers or anything. major L

main plot is NOT spuffy, main plot is that faith has a girl who is a troublemaker slayer and doesnt get along with any of the watchers and as last resort sends her to buffy for training. and, of course, while buffy trains her to Take Care Of Herself and Be A Good Citizen, she teaches buffy the True Meaning Of Christmas

this girl i'm a little shaky on the details. i kinda want her to be named something celestial because i want parallels to dawn. also, i want her to be non-american but english speaking (because its simply easier for the characters if she is english speaking) altho if she speaks for ex. french or thai as well, i could buy that spike is fluent in french or thai, that could be a nice moment for them

i think she got kicked out of school for blowing up her school's bathroom or something, kind of like how buffy burned down the gym. "that bathroom was full of dem - mold."

nile freeman/andy in the old guard vibes!!!!!!!!! yes you understand me!!!!!!!!! thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[wherethedeadneversleep]

Miracles and Targets

Buffy zipped up the last duffel bag and surveyed the now-empty apartment. A month of silence from Dean had made her decision clear. She couldn't wait any longer, couldn't risk staying exposed. Her hand drifted to her still-flat stomach. The child growing inside her was a miracle — and a target. Michael's offspring would be hunted by every demon, angel, and monster out there. She had to protect her baby at all costs.

With a deep breath, Buffy shouldered her bags and took one last look around. So many memories here, good and bad. But it was time to go. She'd left no forwarding address, no hints of her destination. As far as the world was concerned, Buffy Summers had vanished without a trace.

She pulled the door closed behind her with a soft click. There was no turning back now. The stairs creaked under her feet as Buffy descended, each step taking her further from the life she'd known. Outside, the night air was crisp, carrying the scent of fallen leaves. She paused on the sidewalk, scanning the quiet street. No sign of Dean's Impala, no familiar rumble of its engine.

Buffy's fingers tightened on her bag straps as she strode towards the battered pickup truck she'd bought with cash three days ago. It wasn't much to look at, but it would get her where she needed to go — wherever that was. As she tossed her bags into the truck bed, Buffy's mind raced with possibilities. Where could she go that was safe ? Where could she possibly communicate with an archangel trapped between realms ?

She climbed into the driver's seat, the old springs creaking beneath her weight. Her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as she took a deep breath. She had to think clearly, strategically. This wasn't just about her anymore.

The engine sputtered to life, and Buffy pulled away from the curb. As she drove through the quiet streets of the town she'd called home, her resolve strengthened. She'd faced apocalypses, hell gods, and the First Evil. She could handle this. The highway stretched out before her, a ribbon of asphalt disappearing into the darkness. Buffy's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, watching the town's lights fade into the distance. No one following her. Yet.

As she drove, a plan began to form in her mind. There was a place, a sanctuary she'd heard whispers of during her years as a Slayer. A hidden monastery in the mountains, where the veil between worlds was thin. If anywhere on Earth could provide protection and a connection to Michael, it would be there. Buffy pressed down on the accelerator, her mind made up. The miles flew by as she drove through the night, stopping only for gas and to grab a few hours of restless sleep at out-of-the-way motels. She paid cash, used fake names, and kept her head down. Old habits die hard, and right now those habits might just save her life — and her child's.

Three days later, Buffy found herself winding up a narrow mountain road. The air grew thinner, the vegetation sparser. Her truck groaned with the effort of the climb, but she urged it onward. According to the cryptic directions she'd pieced together, the monastery should be just ahead.

As she rounded a sharp bend, Buffy gasped. There, nestled against the mountainside, stood an ancient stone structure. Its weathered walls seemed to blend into the rocky terrain, making it nearly invisible from a distance. This had to be it. Buffy parked the truck and approached on foot, her Slayer senses on high alert. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the whisper of the wind. As she neared the monastery's weathered wooden gates, a prickle ran down her spine. Something was off.

The gates stood slightly ajar, creaking softly in the mountain breeze. Buffy's hand instinctively went to the stake concealed in her jacket. Slowly, she pushed the gate open wider, wincing at the groan of rusted hinges. The courtyard beyond was empty, save for a few scraggly weeds pushing through cracks in the stone. No monks tending gardens or going about their daily routines. No sounds of chanting or prayer. Just eerie silence.

Buffy's unease grew as she cautiously made her way across the courtyard. The windows of the monastery were dark, some with shattered panes. This place had been abandoned - and not recently. As she reached the main entrance, Buffy noticed claw marks gouged into the heavy wooden door. Whatever had happened here, it hadn't been peaceful. She pushed the door open, stake at the ready.

The musty smell of decay and abandonment hit Buffy as she entered the monastery. Dust motes danced in the dim light filtering through the broken windows. Her footsteps echoed in the cavernous entry hall, disturbing years of silence. Buffy's eyes adjusted to the gloom, taking in overturned furniture and scattered debris. Signs of a violent struggle were evident everywhere she looked. Deep gouges marred the stone walls, and dark stains - old blood, she realized with a shudder - marked the floor in places.

" Hello ? " She called out hesitantly, her voice sounding small in the vast space. No answer came, save for the whisper of the wind through broken windows. Stake still gripped tightly, Buffy made her way deeper into the monastery. Each room she explored told the same story — a brutal attack, a desperate fight, and then... nothing. No bodies, no survivors. Just emptiness and decay.

As she climbed a winding staircase to the upper levels, a flicker of movement caught her eye. Buffy froze, every muscle tensed for action. But it was just a tattered curtain stirring in the breeze. She let out a shaky breath, trying to calm her racing heart. The silence and emptiness of this place were getting to her. At the top of the stairs, Buffy found herself in a long corridor lined with small, cell-like rooms. Monk's quarters, she guessed. Most of the doors hung open, revealing sparse furnishings coated in dust. But one door at the far end of the hall was closed.

Buffy approached cautiously, her footsteps muffled by the threadbare carpet runner. As she neared the door, a faint humming sound reached her ears. It wasn't mechanical — more like the resonance of a tuning fork, barely on the edge of hearing. Her hand hesitated on the door handle. Whatever was on the other side of this door, it was the first sign of... something... she'd encountered in this dead place. Taking a deep breath, Buffy turned the handle and pushed the door open.

The room beyond was small and circular, with a domed ceiling. Pale light filtered through a round window high above, illuminating swirling dust motes. But what drew Buffy's attention was the object in the center of the room. It was a mirror, standing about seven feet tall and framed in intricately carved wood. The glass was cloudy and warped with age, reflecting distorted images of the room around it. But as Buffy stepped closer, she realized it wasn't just reflecting — there was movement within the glass itself.

The humming grew louder as she approached, vibrating through her bones. Buffy's skin prickled with goosebumps. This was no ordinary mirror. She could sense the power radiating from it, ancient and otherworldly. As she stood before it, the swirling patterns in the glass began to coalesce. Buffy gasped as a familiar face took shape — Dean. He looked haggard, unshaven, with dark circles under his eyes. His lips were moving, but she couldn't hear what he was saying.

" Dean ? " Buffy whispered, reaching out to touch the glass. Her fingers met cold resistance, unable to pass through.

The image shifted, fragmenting into a kaleidoscope of colors before reforming. Now she saw flashes of other scenes — a dark cavern lit by hellfire, a pristine white room that could only be Heaven, a familiar suburban street that looked eerily like Revello Drive in Sunnydale. The images flickered and changed rapidly, as if the mirror was cycling through different realms or dimensions.

Buffy's heart raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. Was this how the monks had communicated with other planes of existence ? Could this be her link to Michael ? As if in response to her thoughts, the swirling images in the mirror suddenly stilled. The glass cleared, revealing a familiar figure bathed in soft golden light. Buffy's breath caught in her throat.

" Michael, " She whispered.

The archangel's form was hazy, like looking at him through frosted glass, but his piercing blue eyes were unmistakable. He seemed to be looking right at her, his expression a mixture of concern and determination. " You promised to be my guardian angel. I’m in danger and so is our child. Where are you ? You’re the only thing I have left ! " She pleaded for answers but the archangel’s form remained still and unmoving.

[paralyziingfears]

plotted starter with @doesoft. / buffy summers & elena gilbert.

[  ....  ]             the  world  was  different  now.  it  used  to  all  fall  on  buffy's  shoulders;  innocent  lives,  the  fate  of  the  world,  the  burden  of  having  to  endure  violence  every  night.  but,  now,  things  were  ...  different.  better.  she  wasn't  the  only  one  anymore  and  she  had  a  chance  to  mentor  other  girls,  women,  that  now  have  the  same  destiny  she  had  been  carrying  alone  for  so  long.  she  could  guide  them  down  a  path  where  they  could  experience  their  newfound  strength  and  endurance  whilst  having  the  longest  living  slayer  right  by  their  side.  surely  things  will  be  easier  for  them  than  it  was  for  her  ...  right?  that  was  the  only  thing  she  could  truly  hope  for  and  strive  for.  these  girls  meant  everything  to  buffy  summers  and  now  elena  gilbert  was  one  of  them.

after  sunnydale  had  been  blown  up  and  the  first  was  vanquished  (  as  far  as  she  knew  ),  she  had  been  informed  by  giles  that  he  had  caught  word  of  another  potential  in  virginia;  mystic  falls,  to  be  exact.  so,  another  adventure  was  underway  for  buffy.  she  had  packed  her  bags  and  said  her  goodbyes  to  dawn  before  leaving  home  alongside  giles.  they  traveled  together  to  mystic  falls  to  find  elena  gilbert.  it  was  so  much  different  here  than  california.  the  forestry,  the  humidity,  the  rain  ...  all  things  buffy  wasn't  exactly  used  to.  but  one  thing  did  remind  her  of  sunnydale  and  that  was  the  small  town  energy  this  town  had  carried  and  that  brought  buffy  some  comfort.

her  and  her  watcher  had  done  a  scope  around  town  to  gather  more  information.  this  town  definitely  had  vampires  from  the  numerous  reports  of  so-called  'animal  attacks';  not  as  comforting  as  the  quaint  small  town  vibe.  buffy  wondered  if  elena  knew  about  the  vampires  already  or  if  she  was  still  naive  to  what  lurked  in  the  shadows.  they  would  make  a  plan  the  next  day  but,  tonight,  buffy  needed  to  get  to  know  this  town  the  only  way  she  knew  how;  patrolling.

she  strutted  through  the  cemetery  of  mystic  falls,  stake  in  hand  and  senses  on  alert.  it's  nice  to  get  back  to  basics,  buffy  thought  to  herself.  it  wasn't  until  buffy  heard  a  rustling  followed  by  a  scream  not  too  far  ahead  from  her.  she  bolted  in  the  direction  and  flew  over  a  tombstone  to  tackle  down  the  enemy  who  was  attacking  a  girl.  she  straddled  the  vampire  and  jabbed  him  across  the  jaw  on  his  right  then  his  left.  the  vampire  grabs  the  slayer  by  her  shirt  and  throws  her  off  of  him  but  it  didn't  cause  buffy  to  miss  a  beat  in  her  combat.  the  vampire  hovers  over  her  to  grab  once  again  but  buffy  was  quicker,  extending  her  leg  out  and  knocking  him  in  the  teeth  with  her  heel,  causing  the  culprit  to  stumble  back  and  knock  into  a  tree.  she  hops  back  on  her  feet  and  lunges  her  stake  into  his  chest,  directly  in  the  heart,  before  he  could  attack  again  ...  but  he  doesn't  turn  into  dust?  instead,  he  desiccates  right  before  her  eyes;  his  now  grey  body  shriveling  up  and  thumping  onto  the  ground.  a  wave  of  confusion  washes  over  buffy  for  a  moment  but  then  remembers  the  girl  she  just  saved.  she  spins  and  faces   —   elena!!  buffy  clears  her  throat,  ❝  are  you  okay  ?  are  you  hurt  ?  ❞  she  asks  first,  dusting  the  dirt  off  her  clothes.