#fluffy the vampire slayer

[camellcat]

close ups!! ≽ܫ≼

[french-vanilla-in-the-clouds]

𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞!

𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔! 𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒚!

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐎𝐍𝐄: Head over to your camera roll. The last celebrity or fictional character saved to your gallery is your Valentine's date --- oh! what a cutie! 💗

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𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄! 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓!

I'll go first...

Okay... the Governor and I are headed to Vienna to catch a show at the theatre and I'll be gifted a love letter! I love this man to bits but I'm expecting a double cross... ❤️🥀

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[unknownunseenunheard]

Faith's return in season 4 is so funny because, like

Faith: Okay look, I know you stabbed me and put me in a coma then blew up my kinda dad, but also half my rage against you is because you won't let me fuck you

Buffy: what?

Faith, innocently: what?

[spuffyarchive]

maybe i'm ready to love you by chasingfictions [NC-17]

“Buffy?” He almost never used to call her Buffy. Did he? Always Slayer, or pet, or love. Or like, he’d use her name, but it always sounded odd, in his mouth. All tender, touchy. Like, like he was making eye contact with her, just by saying it. "Spike." She wonders if it feels the same, for him. His name, her tongue. - (Or: Spike’s gone, and Buffy doesn’t care. No, really, she doesn’t. Cross her heart.)

[sapphistically]

stealing kisses

read on ao3 | masterlist/s

description: you and buffy end up sleeping in the same bed and sharing not one, but two kisses.

relationship: buffy summers & fem!reader

a/n: anyways so reader is kinda a part of the while gang, we have Xander x Anya mentioned and Willow x Tara mentioned! Not sure if I ever implied the reader in female, though that was in my mind when writing this.

wc: 1,174

You and the gang haven’t been that close lately, everyone was busy with their own stuff, so Buffy eventually decided to take matters into her own hands and with some help from Willow, they threw a sleepover at Buffy’s house.

All was well, until it was time to go to sleep, Tara and Willow took their bedroom, Dawn slept in her room, Xander and Anya took the living room and you were left with no place to sleep in. Heading back home was a dumb idea considering how late it was and the fact that you drank a beer or two and the alcohol has not left your system.

The alcohol was what probably caused Buffy’s suggestion, you felt sober immediately when you heard her proposition, but you agreed, as there was really no point in fighting and there was no other solution.

There you were, in her room, which you’ve seen many times, still now it felt… different. You changed into your pyjamas, a pair of shorts and a bra, as it was hot outside. Buffy walked in, her hair down, to her shoulders, her face now clean, with no makeup on. She was already in her pyjamas, which were adorable, it was a matching light pink, pastel like set.

“I swear there was an extra mattress.” She grunted as she sat down on the bed, clearly upset as she cane back empty handed.

“It’s okay…”

Was it really though? Where would you sleep, in her bed? Not that you’d complain…

“No, it’s not, this whole night it’s just— not right.” She covered her face with her hands as she sat there, so distraught, you truly wished you could do anything to help her out, but you had no idea how.

You sat next to her, her sheets were fluffy, the mattress slightly bending below when you sat, you placed your hand on Buffy’s back as you gently rubbed it, the silk material of her pyjamas sending a shiver down your spine.

“I can just, take the floor,” you smiled lightly at her, you really didn’t mind, as long as you didn’t have to share a room with either of the couples, especially Xander and Anya, “All I need is a blanket, really.” You tried to be more reassuring, your voice definitely played the part, the smile on your face making it sound more cheerful.

“No… Maybe I take the floor, you’re the guest.”

She looked at you, moving her hands down to her knees as she let out a long sight, your eyes scanned her face, her skin was so smooth, there were light blueish eye bags under her eyes, her lips moved into a thin line.

You just sat there for a moment, her staring at you, you staring at her, a sudden knock on the door caught you by surprise, you immediately jumped up and away from Buffy, who got up to open the door.

“Hey, we just.. wanted to say goodnight…” You heard Willow on the other side of the door, Buffy replied with a simple goodnight and after so did you.

After a good minute of debating back and forth it was settled, you were to sleep together, Buffy was the host and obviously was tired, so she deserved to sleep in her own bed.

You were a guest, Buffy thought it was wrong to make you sleep on the floor, especially on the cold wood with no mattress underneath.

You settled in the bed and once Buffy got in it, a shiver went down your spine, your heart immediately sped up, especially when her leg brushed against yours. You felt a pang in your heart when she moved it away with a whisper, “Sorry”.

She turned the light off and you turned your back to her.

You faced the window, your eyes traced the tree outside of it.

You tried to close your eyes, to count sheep or do math in your head, but nothing helped you fall asleep. Buffy’s breathing was irregular, jagged, as her back faced yours and her mind wondered to all sorts of thoughts… about you.

“Hey, you asleep?” You whispered in the dark, the only light was that of the moon.

“No…” She whispered back.

You could feel the mattress sagging under her as she moved, which made you move.

You two were face to face now, inches away, your eyes drifted to trace ber features, not caring that she could see it. You watched the rays of moon as they shined on her face, she was so beautiful.

Buffy’s demeanour was now more stoic, her lips were parted with a little shine on them, in form of a lip balm, her hair was messy from shifting around on the pillow, her eye bags were less visible in this light and her eyes… oh those eyes.

Her eyes traveled on your face, exploring the depth of it, every shadow casted on it and every light, her gaze lingered on your face, as if she was trying to always remember you, how you looked in this moment.

God.

Why was she so… perfect?

You gulped the saliva down your throat, as you blinked rapidly, before moving closer to her.

You felt your heart, pounding in your chest, faster and louder the closer you got to her.

Bum, bum, bum, bum.

The rhythmic sound of it was deafening in the silence of the night.

“Can I…” You let out a whisper, a whimper almost in a pleading tone.

“Y-Yeah…” Her voice was just as shaky as yours.

Buffy could feel the heat building in her stomach, the way she burned for your lips, your touch, for you. She burned for you. She couldn’t see herself in that moment, but considering how hot she was, she could guess her cheeks were flushed, she was almost shaking, the mix of excitement and anxiety were taking away her ability to think straight.

Your lips met hers, yours were more harsh, her were soft, softer than one could imagine and tasted like marshmallows, but that was probably just her lip balm. The kiss was shy at first, your lips gently grazed hers and hers grazed yours.

You never wanted it to end, the feeling of her lips on yours, her hand on your hip, her warm breath ticking your cheek. It was like the whole world disappeared, all you could smell was her, all you thought about was her, all you could feel was her and the butterflies flying in your belly.

Buffy pulled away, she kept close to you still, her eyes looked from one of your eyes to the other, her breathing continued to be chaotic, even more that before, she looked into your eyes, like she needed something, she wanted more, a conformation it was fine.

You were melting just looking at her, feeling her, smelling her…

She smiled lightly as she kissed you again, this time with more confidence, she pulled you in, grasping your hip harder, she never wanted to let you go.

[alfapratt]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | Season 10

Love Dares You (part 2) - #12

Love Dares You (part 3) - #13

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[oveliagirlhaditright]

Cherish the Moment

Summary: Ever since Angel Shanshued, Buffy's been doing all that she's able to help Angel try all of the different foods that she can (often times cooking with him in trying to discover new things). She, after all, thinks he has a lot of time to make up for, in having missed so much culinary cuisine. But in always being so focused on the next thing, is Buffy maybe forgetting to cherish her precious moments with Angel?

Cherish the Moment

"Okay… I'm calling it, Buffy," a recently-turned-human-Angel laughed, sitting on a bar stool as Buffy worked feverishly in their kitchen. "This is the silliest thing we've ever done. You don't have to keep trying to figure out what's the best way to keep cereal from going soggy,” he added upon standing up to head Buffy’s way. “If my cereal does go a little soggy… well, that's part of the human experience, right?"

Buffy looked up from her work—work where she'd been doing an experiment she’d wanted to do for Angel, to see if putting your cereal in first or second when compared to the milk would save it from soggy-ness (or if putting them both in at the same time would be the magical answer)—and gave Angel a look. How was it that she’d put so much time and energy into this, and he hadn’t noticed a single difference in the cereal bowls at all?!

She partly wanted to blame his new taste buds on this fact, and say they just hadn’t developed enough yet for this test. But deep down, she knew he was right and that there was nothing to be gleaned here. So, all and all, this experiment had been a bust—and probably “the silliest thing they’d ever done,” which was sadly saying something—and she found herself oddly peeved about it. Buffy found herself continuing to glower at Angel. But she did soften some, when he put a hand to her cheek and she found herself melting into his touch.

"I just want your experience as a human to be good, y’know, Angel? Arguably, you're starting late. Or starting again late. And I don't want your taste buds to have to be wasting their time on soggy cereal when they could be having quality cereal… or tiramisu?"

"Tiramisu is good," Angel allowed, seeming lost in thought for a minute.

And Buffy wondered if he, too, was remembering how he’d worried that the cherry tiramisu he’d tried at Ferrara’s would taste too medicinal—after he’d had to have cough syrup flavored with that same fruit for the first time and he wouldn’t like it—until Buffy very cleverly smeared some on her lips and got him to try it that way. Safe to say, Angel had become a big fan after that.

"And I've loved some of these food experiments we've done together, baby—like when we found out if you use corn syrup, it'll really save you when you're trying to make caramel.

"But Buffy, I'm human again. And we have so much to discover together… if you want to do that with me. So, what I’m getting at is… I don't want you to exhaust yourself with this food stuff, so that we miss everything else."

Angel was breathing pretty heavily after his speech, Buffy noted. She knew that it shouldn’t have surprised her, either. After all, Angel actually needed to breathe now and that might have been the most words she'd ever heard him string together like that before. Huh. He really was turning over a new leaf, wasn't he? Buffy giggled, as she leaned against her boyfriend and then rewarded him with a big smile.

Though there was some small part of her that wanted to chew him out, because she had come up with all of these cooking adventure ideas for him (and yes, Angel had acknowledged that and seemed thankful for it, but still). And Buffy knew how much of a foodie her Angel was, so what the hell?!

But when she noticed the concern in his warm chocolate eyes—concern for her, it seemed—she found that she was appeased.

"I guess maybe I should leave things on the high note, of having figured out that oranges are one of the secrets to KFC’s famous chicken recipe, along with the twelve herbs and spices." Buffy quipped, as she guided Angel to sit back on the stool he’d early vacated and then draped herself in his lap. She made sure to tuck her head beneath his chin, as it was her favorite spot in the world, after all.

And it was it her, or had Angel’s face heated up as she did so? Hmm… very interesting, and hopefully telling for what their next few hours could be like. "You understand that I'm not saying we should never try cooking together again, right, Buffy? Because I'm up for anything with you. And we have made some amazing discoveries. I'm just saying that, well, we could use some more down time."

Buffy tossed her head back and laughed—nearly falling out of the stool as she did so—it was only Angel's arms secure around her waist and her own Slayer reflexes reacting in the nick-of-time that kept the moment from being ruined. “Down time or up time?” Buffy asked saucily.

The look he gave her definitely let Buffy know, and now it was her turn to catch her breath. And for her heart to beat for him like she was sixteen again. They’d surely be going upstairs soon, but first she needed him to know she had heard him.

The Slayer halted whatever her former-vampire was about to say with a finger to his lips: "But to your point: I do understand, Angel. You're human now! And that has so much to offer you—us. Walks in the sunset… talks of children… chances for you to earn gray hairs now. There's so much to do, and moments to cherish: and we should be cherishing them together and not trying to rush anything. We've rushed too much in our lives, so let's never do that again."

And when Angel made slow, sweet love to her later in the day, Buffy came to the conclusion that they both understood each other perfectly clear.

Author's Note: Inspired by me watching too many cooking shows on YouTube (also in general, like with Food Network and stuff). But this fic in particular is inspired by some episodes of Mythical Kitchen and an episode of Food Theory on YouTube.

I’ve actually been writing a lot of Bangel fanfics behind the scenes lately (that are multi-chapters, most of them, and taking FOREVER to write for that reason. That’s why you haven’t seen them posted them yet. Also this one Bangel/Kingdom Hearts crossover oneshot that’s super long—and is the first Bangel fic I ever started—but more on that later, maybe), but I wanted a short little thing I could write as a break from those, I guess, so this ended up being that. I hope you enjoy:)

I also, somehow, never thought I’d write a human!Angel fic, but it was actually pretty fun! I might try it again sometime.

[tara-fantastico]

I love it when people refer to BuffyxFaith as "Fluffy" because it sounds adorable, but I am very curious as to where the L is coming from.

[hellyeahbuffysummers]

[shiverandqueeef]

well shit, you guys. guess i ship buffy and tara ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[camellcat]

to me that's crazy, or just lazy (at least I'm getting money for the rent...) your whole life saying, one day, maybe (I had my chance to go, I never went...)

this started out as a monochromatic red drawing and while I like the greyscale more I still wanna show the other versions

[french-vanilla-in-the-clouds]

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞!

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐞! 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 24 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐲! 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞!

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐎𝐍𝐄: Head over to your camera roll. The last celebrity or fictional character saved to your gallery is your time-travelling companion --- are you safe? 🔮

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐓𝐖𝐎: Sneak a peek at my Time Dilation scenario chart --- fancy, right? Here’s how it works: Choose your birthstone, the last number of your birth year, and your star sign to reveal the intricacies of your journey. 🥀

𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: Share your trip and share the love! Tag any adventurous moots or followers that might like to participate!

Safe travels! 🥂

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄! 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓!

I’ll start things off! 

Save, thriving, and happy. I trust Aragorn with my life and he totally seems the type to stay cool during a trip like this. Looks like we’re travelling to 16th century Venice to scout the library and fall in love. Oh my gosh, imagine all the books!!! Was this intentional? Maybe, possibly...

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[darkness-and-books]

I would love to do more head canons

(I’m taking requests, they are open!!)

fandoms

Star Trek (I’m most suited to TOS, but if you asked I’d try AOS and TNG)

Buffy the Vampire Slayer

DC’s Legends of Tomorrow

Probably a lot of other stuff too I just can’t think of them right now (just ask about whatever fandoms you feel like)

I basically only write fluff, I DO NOT write smut, simply because I’m bad at it. The closest I get to smut is I’ll do making out

[spuffyarchive]

I Violently Dislike You by scratchmeout [NC-17]

All Buffy wants is to go to the job she loves without having to deal with the person she hates. Inspired by "The Hating Game".

[jamie-the-scene-kid]

My fav Btvs ship

imagine

spike kissing angel in a crowded public place just to piss him off

angel getting him back a few days later when they’re out doing ~really important work, touching and teasing him and then laughing when spike becomes so distracted he walks into a pole

spike gradually stealing all of angel’s clothing from his closet because he is an asshole

spike and angel attempting to do romantic things for each other and completely fucking everything up because they can’t stop arguing over stupid stuff

angel catching spike dancing to bubbly pop music and laughing his ass off as spike begs him not to tell anyone

them dirty talking each other in foreign languages

spike being really affectionate when he’s drunk so he usually just curls up next to angel and passes out. meanwhile angel’s like “goddamnit not again” but lets him stay there nonetheless

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