#vampire!eader

[lokidokieokie]

Threads of Redemption

Summary: You were always the annoying vampire that got in the way of the Scoobies, so you could imagine their annoyance when they needed you to defeat a mutual enemy. All this changes, though, when Giles is put in danger...

Pairing: Rupert Giles x Vampire!Fem!Reader

Warning(s): typical canon-like violence, kinda enemies to lovers vibes (not really tho), staking, vampire things, witches, fighting (lemme know if I forgot anything)

A/N my sister has recently really got into Buffy the Vampire slayer, and I have completely fallen for a few of the characters...please bare with me while I explore my new obsession :)

The old factory reverberated with the echoes of battle as the Scooby Gang, joined by you, confronted a coven of powerful witches. Despite the occasional irritation and banter that coloured your interactions with the group, a sense of camaraderie had grown over time.

Giles adjusted his glasses, his gaze shifting between the looming threat and the artefact clutched in his hand. "Do be careful, Y/n," he warned, his voice tinged with concern. "Our adversaries are not to be taken lightly."

You smirked, flashing a playful wink. "Don't worry, Giles. I've got enough bite to match their bark," you retorted, revelling in the banter that had become customary between you.

Xander chuckled, joining in the exchange. "That's the spirit! Show 'em what you're made of."

Buffy interjected, her tone serious. "Alright, everyone. Let's stay focused. We need to protect the artefact and take down these witches before they cause any more harm."

As the battle erupted, the witches unleashed their malevolent magic, threatening to overpower the Scooby Gang. With each surge of power, the factory walls trembled, dust falling from the ceiling.

The group fought with unwavering determination, their efforts synchronised to counter the witches' onslaught. You, harnessing your vampiric strength, leapt into the fray, striking with deadly precision.

But as the battle reached its crescendo, a surge of dark energy crackled through the air. The witches, sensing their imminent defeat, resorted to a desperate act—a final attempt to decimate the lives of their adversaries.

In a blur of motion, one of the witches summoned a stake infused with dark magic, hurtling it toward the heart of Giles. Time seemed to slow as you registered the danger, your instincts overriding any thought of self-preservation.

With a surge of supernatural speed, you intercepted the stake, the wooden weapon piercing through your chest instead of Giles'.

Shock and horror contorted Giles' features as he watched you crumple to the ground, the stake protruding from your body. The Scooby Gang froze, their cries of disbelief drowned by the sound of their racing hearts.

Giles fell to his knees beside you, his voice choked with anguish. "No, no, this can't be happening," he whispered, his hands trembling as he tried to staunch the flow of blood.

His voice wavered with desperation, denial lacing every word. "You're fine. You're going to wake up any moment now, and we'll laugh about this," Giles pleaded, his gaze fixated on your lifeless form.

Tears welled in Buffy's eyes, her voice filled with sorrow. "Giles..."

But he continued, his voice trembling with a mixture of grief and denial. "Please, don't leave me," he whispered, his words barely audible. "I can't lose you."

The Scooby Gang watched in solemn silence, their hearts heavy with grief. The weight of the moment pressed upon them, the realisation of the sacrifices made in their fight against evil.

And then, in an inexplicable turn of events, the artefact clutched in Giles' hand began to emit a radiant glow. The Scooby Gang's attention shifted from their despair to the unfolding mystery before them.

Unbeknownst to Giles, the artefact possessed a hidden ability—one that defied explanation and transcended mortal understanding. It held within it the power to rewrite destinies, to defy death itself.

In an ethereal display, the glow enveloped your lifeless form, mending your wounds and reversing the irreversible. The stake within your chest disintegrated into dust, and colour flooded back into your ashen complexion.

With a gasp, your eyes fluttered open, meeting Giles' tear-filled gaze. A hushed silence settled over the group, broken only by the collective sigh of relief that escaped their lips.

Giles stared at you, a mixture of disbelief and awe etched upon his face. The weight of his grief lifted, replaced by an overwhelming sense of gratitude and wonder. It was a moment that reminded him of the extraordinary bonds forged in the crucible of loss and resurrection.

As the battle drew to a close, the Scooby Gang gathered around, their expressions a mix of relief and exhaustion. The dust settled, and a newfound calm settled over the factory.

You and Giles locked eyes once more, a tension lingering between you that had only grown during your time together. The near-loss had stripped away the barriers that stood between you, leaving only raw vulnerability and unspoken desire.

In that moment, guided by an unspoken understanding, you closed the distance between you. The world around you faded into the background as your lips met in a tender, passionate kiss.

It was a release—an affirmation of life and the unbreakable bond forged in the crucible of grief and resilience. It was a declaration that even amidst the darkness, love and redemption could be found.

When you finally pulled away, the intensity of the moment lingered in the air. The Scooby Gang watched, their eyes filled with a mixture of shock and disgust.

Giles' voice broke the silence, his tone filled with warmth and vulnerability. "I don't know what the future holds, but I do know that I don't want to face it without you," he confessed, his hand gently cradling your face.

You smiled, your heart brimming with newfound hope. "Then let's face it together, Giles," you whispered, intertwining your fingers with his.

And amidst the ruins of the battle, the Scooby Gang stood as a united front, ready to face whatever darkness lay ahead, their spirits rekindled by the threads of redemption that wove their lives together.

A/N ahhhh! I know that this is really random to post, but Giles is just...perfect! I'm not going to tag anyone, as this is not related to any of my previous content, but please, let me know if you'd like to be tagged in any of my BtVS fics!

[westanleovaldito]

Nosferatu

(Implied early seasons) Spencer Reid x gn!eader

Summary: upon seeing the book on his shelf, you offer to take him to the new Nosferatu movie. You were, however, very in the dark about the plot.

A/N: kinda short, been a bit since i wrote something (or watched the movie) and my brother gave me this idea so credit to @ericthebarbaric and yall know i love early seasons Spence, so technically counts as a modern au?? Fuck if i know. Also very self endulgent and Nosferatu spoilers :)

All you wanted was to go on a date. A nice one too. You saw the old, worn, clearly loved copy of a book on his shelf, and recognized it as the movie that recently came out.

Naturally, you reached to look at it. Squatting down as you looked at the inside summary.

"Oh, do you want to borrow that copy?" He asked as he entered the livingroom, still wringing his hands. "You can read it if you want?"

You, knowing borrowing knowledge was his love language, only shook your head as you stood. "It's ok. I just got an idea though." You smile, cocking your head.

He mirrored you, waiting for you to continue.

"There's a remake in theaters," you start with a grin. So, so proud of yourself for doing something he'd like. "We can watch it together if you want?"

His face flushed. He wasn't used to people flirting with him- especially not pretty people. You had been dating for about three months now, and you had just accepted that his shell would be hard to break.

"Do you- do you know what it's about?" He asked, raising a brow.

You shrugged, humming softly. "Lonely victorian girl summons plague-y vampire?"

"Sure." He let out a soft chuckle, nodding as a knowing grin overtook him. "It'll be fun."

"Hell yeah it will!" You smiled, setting the book back.

The morning was lovely. Sunny with a colder breeze. Bagel and coffee in hand, you walked down the street with Spencer, playfully pushing his shoulder with your own as you teased him. It was great! Even as you sat in the empty theater, whispering and giggling to eachother.

The lights dimmed fully, signaling the advertisements and trailers were completely done. You gave a final whisper to him, grinning as you leaned a little closer.

You were still hyper aware of his quirks, touch aversion, germaphobia, and his need to take things at what felt like snails pace- which you were patient with! Today, you felt like holding his hand, but you were unsure of how he'd react and-

Oh right, the film.

The image of a lonely victorian girl, praying for company made you chuckle slightly. "That's just me when you leave." You whispered to him.

It looked a little like his face had flushed, he always blushed when you spoke closer to him. Still, he nodded and help back a giggle.

Something about the knowing smirk on his face, like he was the one making a joke this time, it made you happy and suspicious at the very same time.

You looked back to the screen to see the main woman writhing and moaning, suspended in the air. "Huh..." you vocalized in a clearly shoked tone. "Id she possessed? I wasnt- Is she orgasming?!" You whisper yelled in mild horror.

There was soft, restricted giggle beside you, followed by the crunch of popcorn. You looked over to see Spencer, face bright red, just before he looked away.

"Did you know about this?!" You asked, knowing the answer.

You knew he adored classic literature, but you forgot classic literature got... modern, in ways. Was there even smut in the book itself? Dr. Spencer Walter Reid read vampire smut?!

"I don't know what you're talking about" he grinned after gulping. His eyes were fixed on the bottom left corner of the screen, clearly flustered.

"Are you getting back at me for all the subtle flirting?!"

"I don't know what you're talking about" he repeated with a flushed giggle, shoving more popcorn in his mouth.

The entire rest of the film was full of your shock, Spencer trying not to look at anything and the both of you stifling laughter.

At the end of the film, at the final sex scene, when the evil vampire (who was horrifically bullied by you) screamed as the sun hit him, you grinned. "Post nut clarity" you whispered, much to the dismay of the one other woman in the theater, since the man next to you let out the loudest laugh of the day.

This, ofcourse, was followed by the most disgusted "ewugh!" Either of you had ever made at the sight of the last shot of the movie.

"So, did you enjoy it?" Spencer asked at the end when the lights came on. You finally got to see the full extent of his reddened face.

You paused, attempting to find the right words. "It was scarring" you smile and nod, much to his amusment. "I think i would've enjoyed it more if i was prepared for the, uh... graphic nature"

He nodded, tossing the popcorn bucket away and gesturing for you to link arms. "I just wanted to see you flustered for once."

"You could've done literally anything else- maybe do something spontaneous or-"

Before you could finish, he grinned. Leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of your mouth. "Li-like that?" He asked, clearly in horror of his own actions. Initiating physical affection was something he was trying to do more of, and you would be proud of him in a moment.

All you could do was pause and blink like the windows loading screen. "Uh... y-yeah" you nod, looking to him with a growing smile. "Exactly like that"

[vitrines]

it really is crazy how no matter what post you’re looking for those 2k word anime x r eaders pop up. like man i was looking for a post about cheese and now vampire au bakugo is dancing across the screen. begone gayboy

[wretchedbeastt]

Describe my blog tag !!

I was tagged by @markarmisdaddy 🖤

1. icon: me!

2. my content: mix of aesthetic stuff, band stuff and stuff that makes me laugh

3. letter color: i don't remember, is it red or gray now??

4. header: Dracula's castle artwork bc I'm a vampire freak

5. URL: frogees, it is bc i love the frogs

6. blog title: Adrift & At Peace. song by NIN that makes me cry bc it always hits.

ima tag my kids: @crxshxr and @shakespeareanthot

[jayjayswackyantics]

Imagine eader coming to the halloween party dressed as a vampire, with them not knowing about all the past vampire trauma of the joestars(almost typed hoestars😂), and then everyone being a bit akward about it though no one wants to tell reader because they are so proud of themselves on how well it turned out.

Bruh that is the most unsatisfactory party those hoes have every thrown.

[lokidokieokie]

Rupert Giles Masterlist

ONESHOTS

Threads of Redemption

Accidental Slumber