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prose-for-hire · 10 months

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Five String Serenade

Pairing: Giles x shy!reader

Request: Not requested. I started writing this when I had covid last year and just found it again! This is another one where reader is inserted into the plot of an episode, this one’s where the wild things are, where we find Giles singing at the espresso pump.

You are shy and go to their music/poetry evenings to try and salvage some kind of social life, only to be mesmerised by the man that comes and plays every month or so. You tell yourself that tonight is the night that you speak to him after his set but you didn’t bank on getting in the middle of a life or death situation.

You were sat there, patiently waiting for the music to begin. You had arrived early. Early enough that you had already ordered a second beverage from the counter as you waited. You were on your own, but you had managed to fend off any lingering embarrassment at that fact easily by now. You spent a lot of time in your own company and decided that you wanted to try and experience new things even if it meant stepping out of your comfort zone.

The Espresso Pump was busier than usual but your usual seat in the back corner of the room was miraculously still waiting for you when you returned. You slid into the empty seat and smiled softly to yourself. You had made yourself a promise and you were going to make good on it tonight.

You had become a regular at this coffee house, mostly for these open mic nights that they put on, where people would mostly sing or recite their own words with such feeling. You were barely confident enough to take a seat in the audience, let alone get up there yourself but you adored watching and soaking in the atmosphere of these evenings.

The first woman came onto the small stage and you smiled politely and swayed softly but she wasn’t who you had come here to see. Once upon a time, you had just come for the experience but now you found yourself increasingly coming just to catch a glimpse of him. He was so talented but from hearing him speak and the way he appeared so kind and considerate to those around him, you had quickly developed a little crush.

Anticipation swelled inside you as the woman left the stage, you clapped distractedly as you waited to see who was next. Your eyes lit up when you saw that it was him.

He set up on the stage, smiling out at the audience. Rather than introducing himself he immediately started playing. You were hooked, hypnotised from the very first note. As you always were. You swore that he was singing to you, it looked like his eyes were meeting yours but you were well aware you were probably fantasising and he was looking at some point on the wall behind him.

It didn’t matter anyway. All you saw was him and the the strings of his guitar that he expertly played with those skilled fingers. He was so attractive, made even more so as the emotion of his voice touched you deeply.

Those sweet notes caressing your ear as if he they were made for you. Serenading you and only you.

When he finished his set, happily oblivious as his eyes had widened at the arrival of people he recognised meaning that he had to drag his eyes away from you. As your heart still fluttering to the tune of his song, there he was. Alone and packing up his guitar. This was your chance.

You had spoken to him once, you had both picked up each other’s orders at the counter and had to swap them back. He had opened his mouth as if to say something more before he left but shook his head and hurried away before he had chance. He had wanted to ask if you would give him your number or meet perhaps one evening but he realised he shouldn’t have even stopped to order his drink. There was something of a time-sensitive emergency that he couldn’t possibly explain to you so rather than dragging you into his often dangerous and plain annoying world, he left you watching him leave.

You wished you had said something. Anything would have done. But you had clammed up, your gaze fixed on the floor rather than lingering on him in the way you wished you had. You wished you had traced every feature, memorised every inch and committed it to your mind forever.

That was okay though, because today could be that day. Today you would at least tell him how much you loved his music. If nothing else.You walked up slowly, not realising that the small group of young people that had arrived during the performance were there for him. To be honest, you wouldn’t have been surprised to discover that the entire crowd was only there to watch him. It was why you found yourself never missing the first weekend of the month anyway.

“Uh, hi…” You cleared your throat, he didn’t seem to hear you as he packed his guitar away, “Hello?”

“Yes, yes, can I help you?” He turned and saw that it was you and wished to God his words hadn’t sounded so dismissive. You took a subconscious step back from him and your eyes immediately dropped to the floor. You had always been this way, reserved and struggling to express yourself. You shut off when you thought that someone might laugh or reject you in some way.

The truth was, he liked you. Hadn’t stopped thinking about you since that time with the mixed up coffee cups. There just had never been the right moment, much like right now there was always some demon in the way.

His smile warmed you when you glanced briefly back at his face, he appeared more friendly now that he realised who was speaking to him. He was still somewhat distracted, he kept glancing behind you at the kids that were gesturing wildly and acting out a very amateur interpretation of what they had just been facing in the haunted house.

You were so nervous, you didn’t want to be this nervous about this. You wished you were confident and suave and could convince him to drop any plans he may have had for the rest of the evening and spend his time with you alone. But you were determined at least. You weren’t going to walk away without saying anything, not this time. A promise was a promise and even though it was only with yourself, you decided that it needed to be honoured. Or you would forever be torturing yourself with what ifs.

Your palms were sweaty, you quickly tried to dry them on the material of your clothing as you took a deep, deep breath. Your knees became weak and time began to slow but your heart rate quickened. He smelled so good and you looked down before resolving yourself and raising your eyeline to the back of his head where he was leaning over to pack up his stuff.

“I wanted to know if…” You had a tendency to mumble your words but today they had just evaded you all together. Trailed off into nothing. You couldn’t hide your disappointment in yourself and his distracted nature as he continued to hurriedly pack away his guitar.

“I hope my haste hasn’t made you believe that I’m not interested in speaking with you. It’s in fact quite the opposite these young people are in some sort of peril that I now have to attempt to fix most likely before sunrise” he muttered, gesturing to the group that still appeared somewhat shellshocked at even the idea that the man would spend his evening singing in this way.

“Are, uh, they family?” You looked at them, wondering if you had completely made a fool of yourself and these potential children of his would momentarily part and allow his spouse to walk towards to and embarrass you in front of the small crowd.

“I suppose in a way. Not by blood but they do rely on me to a certain extent”

“That’s really sweet…” You said softly, feeling a heat rising in your cheeks as you said it. If he had caught it, he was a gentleman and didn’t comment.

“Uh, if there’s anything that you need help with…” You let your offer hang in the air and he looked up from what he was doing to smile at you faintly. He had a good feeling about you, but alas he couldn’t leave the group waiting any longer. They appeared concerned.

“These aren’t the usual teenage tribulations, I’m afraid. They are more… demonic in nature. Is this something you have any experience in?” He asked you this hopefully and it made you wish more than anything in the world that you were some rogue demon hunter but the truth was, you were so shy that you avoided a lot of the human population never mind the demon population who were much harder to stumble across, say, doing your grocery shopping.

“Well, no b-but my, uh, cousin knew a demon once…” you realised just how stupid you sounded only after the sentence left your mouth. You did, of course, know demons and vampires existed. You weren’t unaware, you were just shy and hadn’t actually ever faced one before.

“Giles! We gotta encounter of the dead kind over here” the group finally interrupted.

“We need to make with the books and the, uh, more books…”

“I apologise, I really must go”

“It was nice to-” You started but, you had blinked and he had already disappeared with the group of teenagers. You sighed, cursing yourself as you started to leave the coffee shop.

You decided to walk the long way home. You enjoyed walking at night. It was a wonder really, living in Sunnydale and being partial to a late night walk that you had never once crossed paths with a vampire. Perhaps you were just lucky.

You kicked a rock sullenly as you wished you had offered to help or just gave him your number or actually done something to show your interest. It just never seemed to be the right time.

Before you knew it you had been walking in circles, wrapped up in your own regret. Your eyes hadn’t moved from the pavement and that was how you had managed to turn the corner and bump straight into him again. And his group of younger friends.

“It’s, Y/n, isn’t it? We appear to keep meeting at the wrong times” He joked, referencing the coffee incident and now, the life or death situation. Easily comparable, of course.

He knew your name. Perhaps it was a potential concussion from knocking into him but you were in a daze at the fact that he had spoken your name. Your name on such heavenly lips. You smiled softly as he introduced himself, though hurriedly, as Giles had a Slayer to save.

You had caught them coming back from meeting Genevieve Holt. Who had ran the frat house when it had been a children’s home. Now, it was just haunted by poltergeists and drunken regrets. Seemingly, because she had punished them for sexual thoughts, the lust brought in by the Slayer and her boyfriend had ignited something and the repressed energy in the house was now releasing.

“Do you know how to help two people compelled to have lots of sex?” One of the very blunt teenagers asked. You later found out she was over a thousand years old.

“Maybe give them a condom, I don’t know” You shrugged, looking a little embarrassed when you realised you had said that out loud. But by the amused looks on their faces you needn’t have been embarrassed.

“They are feeding the energy of once repressed spectres which now haunt the house. The, ah, sex acts as a sort of battery that will inevitably run out. Thus, ending the lives of the two at the centre” Giles explained. Which left the group silent again for a moment as they thought of the potential that their friends may die.

“Oh then maybe a spell or some kind of exorcism…” you said, your face thankfully not betraying how absurd you felt in this sudden situation.

Your usual shy nature had been pushed down, you wanted to help. So you tried your very best to muster up all of the confidence that you possessed.

The discussion became urgent as you followed the others to Giles’ home. You didn’t catch the glint in his eye as he saw that you were joining them. You couldn’t very well just tell them to have a good evening and that you hoped that their friends didn’t die in some sex related haunting now could you? Giles muttered something about a book that he needed to help you all summon the poltergeists and try and make it so that this Buffy and Riley they spoke about had a chance at survival.

“You want the Salem Codex, it has a better translation” You said suddenly and Giles nodded, reaching for the exact book you had just mentioned.

“Check out walking encyclopaedia here”

“I thought you said that you had no experience with demons?”

“I don’t, I’m just well-read” You shrugged again, but Giles’ eyes hadn’t left your form. He was in awe of you. You had a lot of downtime and you liked reading, what can you say? You had been gifted a lot of books on magic by your cousin’s ex. The demon you had never actually met. Doyle or something.

He was growing to enjoy your company, even the brief moments you had spent with him here. Your love of knowledge, the way that you were so calm even under the pressure of trying to save someone’s life. Even though you had always appeared shy before. And you had thrown yourself into helping without even considering backing away. You were a good person.

But he had to quickly snap himself out of it so that he could find the correct spell. While he did so and Tara and Willow joined you to summon the ghosts that haunted Lowell house, Xander and Anya went to go and try and save their friends.

You had always been a little nervous about trying spells. Of course you thought it was cool and you didn’t doubt the existence of it. You were just a little cautious.

You joined them, reciting the words and standing close to Giles. You tried very hard not to be distracted by the proximity, this was very important after all. You settled by just stealing a few side glances as he set up the table you were all stood around.

Tara and Willow looked at each other as they sensed the power that you had added to the circle. Nobody mentioned anything, you all kept on task. You gasped when the ghosts appeared, it was unlike anything you had ever seen. You felt it, their lives, their pain.

The witches tried to speak to the ghosts, to reason with them. However, before the exorcism could be finished the table in the centre of the room was thrown across the room and the children had disappeared just as quickly as they had arrived. You just hoped that it would be enough.

After some pacing and waiting to find out if you had given Xander and Anya enough time to reach their friends. You eventually received a call to say that Buffy and Riley were safe but wholly ungrateful for everything you had all done to help them.

Giles smiled at you, he had been observing you closely as you waited. You were incredibly attractive and clearly more powerful than even you realised. As you left the two women and Giles invited tyou to his house, with the red haired one giving him a meaningful look, you started to realise what had just happened.

You had done magic! You had actually helped save someone’s life! It was exhilarating and scary and so many things all rolled into one. Especially as by this portion of the night you would usually have been long since curled up with a book.

“That was probably one of the strangest nights of my life” You admitted once you were sat in his living room with a warm drink in hand. His fingers had lingered on the cup as he passed it to you, grazing yours. It was like electricity sparking between you.

“It was one of the milder perils in this town” He commented, shaking his head and smiling in that way that brightened up his entire face. You were trying your very best not to just stare at him and make him uncomfortable. But it was so hard, he was so fucking good looking.

There was a short silence, where Giles was debating whether to ask if you would like to see him again. You were everything he had ever wanted. And more. He envisioned spending a lot of time with you in his future. However, you had been filling up with all the unsaid things that you had wanted to tell him. And they all finally exploded from your mouth as you beat him to it.

“I- I really like you and I was thinking that perhaps we could go and get a drink together, not that this drink isn’t nice it’s fine – great! It’s really great it’s actually my favourite but I was thinking that perhaps we could actually go out and maybe not a date if you aren’t into that sort of thing but I would just really, really like to get to know you and it would be so good to-”

You hadn’t stopped for a breath but you had been quickly cut off by the man you were attempting to invite on a date as he pressed his lips to yours. He had smiled at your words, you could feel it in his kiss. You reached for him, deepening the kiss and trying to figure out if you were dreaming or not. His cologne enveloped you as you ran a hand through his hair, lips moving against his in such deep and unwavering display of affection. It was as if you were made for each other. It just felt so right.

You tried not to think about the whining noise you made when he slowly pulled back from the kiss, allowing you to take a much needed breath. He leaned against you, humour still in his eyes at your outburst. His eyes closed slowly, as if he were saving this image to memory before he moved to your ear.

“I hope you don’t think me too forward, I have wanted to kiss you since the moment my eyes met yours in the crowd six months ago” He whispered in your ear, then pressed a kiss against your cheek.

You were speechless, unable to explain anything or remember even what your name was, you just reached for him again. Showing him how much you appreciated his ‘forwardness’ by initiating another kiss.

#Rupert Giles #Giles #Giles x reader #Rupert Giles x reader #Giles x you #Giles imagine #Rupert Giles x you #Rupert Giles imagine #btvs #Buffy The Vampire Slayer #btvs x reader #btvs imagine #btvs x you #buffy the vampire slayer imagine

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liam-summers · 1 year

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Buffy The Vampire Slayer

I Only Have Eyes For You | 2.19 | First Broadcast on April 28, 1998

#btvsedit #buffy the vampire slayer #bangel #bangeledit #buffy x angel #buffy x giles #i only have eyes for you #zanisummers #dailybtvs #*gif #Happy 25th Anniversary to this masterpiece of an episode #one of my faves from the entire series actually #btw the dialogue is from a deleted scene in the shooting script for the episode #and me thinks they should have kept it in!!!!

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sagesskies · 3 months

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just played Binary Star Hero, loved it, amazing, chefs kiss, Hals can take my heart and soul. Love them sooo much.

And an idea just struck me: Awkward Yandere Hero who is also your ex, meanwhile you're the guy who manages his tech.

The guys running the agency wanted him to be presented as the perfect, ideal man, and in this heteronormative world, the ideal man was straight, so they had him start dating another superhero. You got that, you could handle that, but what pissed you off was that he couldn't at least fight for your relationship when the higher-ups wanted him breaking up with you.

so you take the initiative, and don't let him keep beating around the bush, and break things off first. Good riddance honestly, what need do you have of a man who wasn't even willing to fight for you?

You keep working for the same agency, managing their tech, fixing it up after any errors, making sure everything runs in tip, top shape. But you refuse to do anything for him, no. They can get somebody else to do that.

everytime you two speak, it's always tense. him, the 'strong' 'virile' and 'masculine' hero practically cowering before you, the glorified tech support.

"Uh, h-hey [Name]!"

"... Helios."

"How... how are you?"

"I'm fine. What do you want?"

"Uh. To talk?"

"... Leave."

"I just want to chat-"

"Now."

"Okay. Goodbye. Take care. Love you- I mean, uhhhh, t-take care- Wait shit I already said that- Uh. Uh. Bye!"

Your colleagues tell you to pity him more, he had no choice you know? The agency paid his bills, they gave him a job, they were the reason why he wasn't taken to the government testing labs and made a labrat like all the other non-hero superpowered humans. So he was in no position to say no to their demands.

So were you supposed to pity him? To constantly let him do whatever he wanted? Let him miss all the dates, the dinners, to focus more on work than your relationship? Were you supposed to pity him when he didn't bother to explain himself when pictures were released of him going into a hotel room with some model? To let it slide without a single explanation?

You have too much respect for yourself.

When you try to hit the dating scene again, to be able to fully solidify that you are truly moving on from your ex... but for some reason, said ex always ruins everything?!

every single place you take your dates, it's suddenly infested with your ex's fanclub as hundreds of people all clamor around, disrupting others as they all try to at least look at the famed hero Helios who was reported to have been sighted, just your luck, in your general area!

and not to mention, what happens when he decides to approach you in public, while your on a date, and the other guy just so happens to be a big fan of his and all of a sudden you're just tossed aside as your date gets his fucking forehead signed by your ex.

and still, still, he has the audacity to try to strike up a conversation with you.

"Hey, [Name]!" Helios- No, Hollis, greets you cheerfully.

You don't bother to respond, focusing on fixing the dents in Liquid Steel's metal suit. Slamming the hammer down on the outward dents, grunting when you accidentally move the dent inward and use the dolly to fix it.

Hollis, hesitantly, comes closer to you. Despite the fact that you were holding a hammer, he wasn't afraid. You know that he's sturdy and durable, more than other supers, but he is still flesh and bone. If you caught him off guard...

"So, uh, since the other mechanics are a bit busy... I was wondering, could you-"

"I won't, Helios," You glare at him, "Just wait for one of them to come back or something."

Hollis chuckles awkwardly, "Ah, well, I'll actually be needing it fixed soon," His eyes wander around your workspace, before going back to focus on you, eyes a brilliant gold, "I'm... gonna be sent on a mission."

You recall when he'd miss your anniversary dinner, and told you he had to be called out for an emergency extraction. He was fidgeting the entire time, hand rubbing at his neck where you saw lipstick stains that he was doing a shit job at hiding.

Looking at him now, you can tell he's lying the same way he was back then. But for different reasons now.

"No." You say with finality.

"But-"

You drop your hammer, and grab him by the collar of his shirt. Pulling him closer till your foreheads were pressed against each other. His eyes widen, and he gulps.

"I said no," You snarled, spit flying against his face, "Why can't you fucking get that into your thick skull, hm?"

Your hands grasp tighter onto the fabric of his shirt, nearly tearing it off, "You've been a right fucking creep, yknow?" You give him a cruel, crooked grin, "I know what you're doing- You've been fucking stalking me, haven't you?"

"[Name], I-"

Maybe it's the stress from work, the breakup, the failed dates, Hollis himself, his mere presence being enough to tip you over the edge. Whatever it is, you snap.

"Shut up!" You scream at Hollis, "I hate you- I hate you so, so, so much!"

More than you hated Hollis, you hated the situation. It's more than just sabotaging your love life, and always bothering you with his awkward small talk, you wished he started trying before you ended it. You wished it didn't take you leaving for him to beg for you to come back.

You feel like the gear that you're in charge of fixing. Some heroes take care of theirs like it's their baby, always careful, but never getting enough work done because of it. Some are able to tolerate it getting damaged, and do their duty. But some? Some are willing to let it suffer intense damage, nearly become irreparable, all for the sake of their job.

Hollis is like that, you think. He let your relationship decay, rot, and fester, till it became nothing more than a shell of what it used to be. But you were too tired to fix it. Why bother anyway? You were old news, software that needed to be updated. So like any person with common sense, Hollis got an update.

Your face grows warm, you think it is from the shame for your outburst, before you realize it is also wet, and that you are actually crying. You don't want to, but you slump against his chest, and bury your face into the warmth of his shirt.

You beat weakly at his chests, "I hate you... I hate you Hollis." You sob.

Hollis shifts, you think he's about to pry you off, but then you sense a familiar presence over your back, and then a hesitant, but comforting hand is rubbing soothing circles into your back.

"It's... It's okay [Name]," His voice is shaky, and you think he's crying too, "No matter how much you hate me, I'll always love you."

#yandere male #x reader #yandere oc #yandere male x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #male reader #yandere #yandere imagines #this is nothing like what Binary Star Hero is actually like #i just got this idea while playing the game :)#Hollis 'Helios' Giles

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specialagentlokitty · 4 months

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Giles x reader - happily married

Would you be up for a Giles married to reader who happens to be buffys aunt? - @sitkafay 💜

It had been a while since you had been in town, you had been away on work and all you wanted to do was go home, find your husband and go to sleep.

So, when you walked through the door of the house you set your bags down and looked around.

“Rupert?” You called.

You waited for an answer but there was none, so you grabbed your bags and took them upstairs, not even bothering to unpack them, all you did was go back down the stairs to put your jacket on the hook and made your way back upstairs.

You collapsed on the bed and let the jet lag take you to a much needed world of sleep, though it didn’t last as long as you hoped.

The door was thrown open, and you could hear the voices of people down the stairs.

“Giles?!” They called.

You furrowed your brows and grumbled a little, pulling the blanket of your head.

“Giles we need help!”

You pulled the blanket down, jumped out of bed at the sound of the voice.

Making your way to the stairs you walked halfway down them and looked at the small group of young adults standing in the living room.

“Well, look who we have here.” You grinned.

They all turned around and you grinned a little, making your way down the stairs.

“(Y/N)!”

Buffy wasted no time in running over crush you into a hug which you were more than happy to respond to.

You hugged her tightly, a smile on your face and you pulled away.

“My god Buffy, it’s been years since I saw you last, you’ve grown so much.”

She smiled.

“And you’ve gotten older.”

You playfully glared at you, and she grabbed your hand to lead you over to her friends and you smiled warmly at them all.

“Guys, this is my aunt (Y/N). You remember the one who was always travelling for work?”

Buffy then turned to you.

“(Y/N) this is Xander, Tara, Anya, Willow and that’s spike. We don’t like spike.”

You looked at the man who was eyeing you up down with a little grin on his face.

He went to step forward and was pushed back by Xander and he went to glare.

“Can’t a guy say hello now? Bloody unreasonable.” He grumbled.

“Not when it’s Buffy’s aunt you can’t, in fact you can’t ever, why are you ever here?”

They began to bicker.

“Children! Children!”

They all turned to you and you gestured for them all to sit down so they did.

Spike huffed and left the house.

“Why are you at Giles’ place?” Willow asked.

Buffy turned to you.

She gave you a sheepish look and you laughed a little, shaking your head at her.

“Please don’t..” she grumbled.

“Oh I’m so going to now.”

You turned to her friends and she jumped on you, covering mouth with her hand so you couldn’t say anything.

“Come on tell us!” Xander grinned.

“No! There’s nothing to tell!” Buffy yelled.

“Maybe she came looking for you?” Tara offered.

“Oh she definitely came looking for somebody else.” Anya smirked.

You carried on pretending to fight with your niece, until she finally gave in and let you go, giving you a pleading look.

You grinned a little and leant back in the chair, looking at her friends.

“So, what brings you guys by?”

“Do you know about demons?” Anya asked.

“Anya!” Willow hissed.

You laughed slightly.

“I know a bit, not much. I don’t think I’ll be much help to you.”

“Do you know where Giles is?” Tara asked.

You shook your head.

“I’ve been here a few hours maybe, I was asleep until you heard of elephants came bounding in.”

They grinned a little at you, and you looked at Buffy.

“Can we hang around until he gets back?”

“Yeah, of course. Just don’t break anything, now, I’m going back to sleep, you guys behave.”

You got up, hugging your niece you went to leave but she stopped you, and you looked at her, sighing softly.

Sitting back down on the chair, you let her squeeze herself next to you and you kicked your feet on the table.

“Go on then, tell me about all your adventures. If I fall asleep don’t take it personally I’m tired.”

So, that’s what they did.

They all excitedly told you everything that had been going on, especially Buffy who wanted you to know everything about everything she knew.

You knew about her being the slayer, and you were supportive of her just like her watcher was, you helped her when you could.

She loved telling you about her life, because you always just listened, no snide remarks or comments, no judging her choices or things she did, you just listened.

They got talking to themselves, and you had fallen asleep in the chair.

Buffy noticed this and shook your shoulder.

“Go to bed.”

You nodded, trudging back to bed and they carried on their discussion.

The door was opened and closed, and when Giles turned around he saw all eyes were on him.

“I’m going to change my locks, what on earth are you all doing here at this time?” He asked.

He looked at his watch to see it was early hours of the morning.

“Demons.” Anya said.

“Help.” Xander said next.

“Please?” Willow and Tara grinned.

He sighed, taking his jacket off he set it on the side and gestured for them to carry on while he went to the kitchen to make drinks.

He brought the tray out, setting it on the table.

“Well, it definitely sounds like demons, I’ll have to have a look through some books, but I’m pretty sure I know who these demons are, they’re rather easy to handle.”

They nodded and Buffy looked at him with a blank face.

“There’s something upstairs by the way, you might want to check that out.”

He furrowed his brows and handed the book to Willow, making his way up the stairs.

Turning the light on, he looked around and his gaze landed on the bed.

A wide smiled spread on his face, and he took his glasses off, setting them in his pocket as he made his way over, sitting on the bed he placed a hand on your shoulder.

“No…” you mumbled.

Giles leant down, gently pressing his lips to your forehead.

“Welcome home…”

You opened your eyes and you beamed a little at him, placing a hand on the back of his head so you could kiss him.

It was a kiss he happily responded too, placing his hand on the side of your face as he felt the feeling of your lips on his for the first time in months.

He pulled away and you sat up, shuffling over so you could tuck yourself against him in a hug.

He smiled, kissing your head a few times.

“You never said you were coming home..” he whispered.

“Wanted it to be a surprise, but the gang of heathens needed you help… and they woke me up…”

He chuckled a little at your disappointed tone.

“Well, I shall send them on their way, then you can go back to sleep darling.”

You shook your head, titling your head back to kiss his jaw.

“No.. it’s fine, help them.”

“Are you sure? I can ask them to come back, I don’t believe they would have an issue with that.”

You hummed a little as you stood up, stretching as you walked off.

Giles got up to follow you, and you stood near the wardrobe, looking for something more comfortable to wear.

With a little grin, he reached out, taking both your hands in his and turned you around, your back against the wall.

He let go of your hands, settling for cradling your face instead and you balled your hands into the fabric of his sweater as he leant down to kiss you again.

You didn’t want it to end, but when someone shouted his name he sighed and pulled away, giving you an apologetic look.

“I do love you, but if I don’t go down they’re going to come up.”

You laughed, patting his chest.

“Get, I’ll be down in a minute.”

He quickly kissed you before walking away and you found some more comfortable clothes to change into before following him.

You wondered into the kitchen to find something to eat, Buffy standing next to you to help raid the cupboards.

“Since your back now does this mean we can go shopping?” She asked.

“As in you want to spend your money or you want to spend my husbands money?”

She grinned.

“Your husbands.”

You hummed, glancing into the living before turning back to her.

“How long until they find out?” She asked.

She was trying to keep it a secret because she knew he friends would never let her live down the fact that her watcher, and old librarian was in fact her uncle.

“I’m gonna go with not long.”

She furrowed her brows and you pointed to Anya.

“She’s seen his wedding ring.”

“I don’t know how they haven’t noticed it before.” Buffy said.

Anya whispered something to Tara, who whispered to Willow who passed it on to Xander.

You walked into the living room, sitting back in your chair as you flicked through some books, silence taking over for a while.

But of course it never lasted.

“Giles!”

In an instant both yours and your husbands head shot up to face the boy who had just shouted in shock.

“What?” You both asked.

“Oh my god they are married!” Willow squealed.

Buffy hid her face and you laughed while Giles turned away in embarrassment.

“Buffy’s watcher is her uncle!” Xander laughed.

You reached up, placing your hand on your husbands, and he looked at you with a smile.

“How does it feel knowing you’re never going to escape him Buffy? You’re stuck with him now.” Anya said.

“Okay I’m going home!”

She ran towards the door while he friends ran after her.

“Congratulations Giles!” They yelled.

The house became empty and Giles sighed, sitting on the arm of the chair and you rested your head against his side.

“I’m never living this down, am I? They’re going to taunt me about this for the rest of my life.”

“Ouch, am I really that bad?” You teased.

He smiled, standing up and offered you his hand which you took so you could stand up.

“Nothing could ever compare to how perfect you are dear.”

“You’re such a suck up Rupert.”

He grinned a little.

“Isn’t that why you fell in love with me? That and I am ruggedly handsome if I say so myself, with a rather charming British accent.”

“I’m sorry, would you like to marry yourself?”

He rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around you waist, and you wrapped yourself around his shoulders.

“I love you.” He whispered.

You leant up, brushing your lips against his.

“I love you too.”

#buffy the vampire slayer imagine #buffy the vampire slayer #Buffy the vampire slayer x reader #buffy the vampire slayer x you #Rupert Giles #Rupert Giles x reader #Rupert Giles x you #Rupert Giles imagine

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frogboy0 · 19 days

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MY IMAGINING OF DRAGON GAMES!!!!!! Hope this was swag 😎

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mycatismyfriend · 3 months

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Giles & Wesley | Who You Are | Buffyverse

This one is very special to me. I love these two characters (as any of my followers can tell) and I love finding parallels and telling their stories. If you watch, I hope you enjoy it as much as I did making it.

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Just a few ships that we count as rarepairs

Here are a few ships that count as rarepairs as defined by our community rules

Buffy x Willow

Buffy x Cordelia

Joyce x Giles

Spike x Dawn

Spike x Giles

Buffy x Riley

Buffy x Anya

Buffy x Tara

Faith x Spike

Faith x Willow

Spike x Anya

Wes x Gunn

Buffy x Spike x Angel

All polyships

All platonic relationships

Many many more

Any of these sound interesting? Join us on AO3 , LiveJournal , or Discord .

#btvs #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs fanfic #rarepairs #crackships #buffy x willow #summersberg #coffy #buffy x cordelia #joyce x giles #spike x dawn #fanfic #ao3 #spike x giles #spuffel #buffy x tara #i'd tag the rest of these but i think you get the idea

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I wish the show had given us more glimpses into Xander and Anya’s relationship away from the rest of the gang. What we do see seems sweet, and they both are at ease and calm with each other in ways they’re not - for a variety of reasons - in public. In OMwF before the singing, Xander is content and excited to make them breakfast. And what we do hear about their relationship in front of the scoobs is snippets of Xander actively trying to help Anya integrate into the gang (and the world at large) and setting boundaries.

I know Xander’s “employee - employer vocabulary no-nos” bother some in both content and delivery; but to me, it’s representative of Xander’s understanding of Anya’s personality and both her attributes and limitations, and how hard he works to help her. He anticipates where Anya and Giles will clash, and works to mitigate those clashes to help insulate Anya from Giles’ annoyance and wrath. Xander sat down and came up with at least 5 but potentially more areas he saw where there would most likely be conflict, and worked with Anya to overcome them. He can’t go to Giles - he isn’t Giles’ favorite person either. But he can think about how to help Anya, and how to guide her in this one area. He puts so much more thought in how to help Anya have a genial relationship with Giles than he does for himself, and he wanted Giles to see him as a son at one point.

And when Anya does things he finds uncomfortable, says things he finds uncomfortable, he has conversations with her in private about it. "Ok... remember how we talked about private conversations and how they're less private when they're in front of my friends?” He isn’t perfect (and neither is Anya), but he does try to address his and his friends’ discomfort. And he eventually compromises. He either bends or accepts Anya’s ways, and even talks openly about being bathed in a sexy way, not a geriatric way.

Anya loves Xander. I believe it because she continually faces her worst fear - death - to be with him. But Xander wholeheartedly loves Anya, too. He’s snarky and sometimes cutting, but the sheer amount of *time* he spends on their relationship and Anya’s relationship with the others is his declaration of love.

#buffy the vampire slayer #xander harris #anya jenkins #xander x anya #I have a lot of Xander feelings #about a lot of things #but he spends so much time thinking about Anya and trying to improve her life #she likes her job at the magic box and she’s so *good* at it #he can’t let it fall apart because she and Giles clash #not when he can help her #not when he can diffuse the situation #he says they went over vocab no-nos in front of Giles to - I think - mollify him too #he’s saying ‘she’s trying give her a chance’#he’s saying ‘she’s working hard to not upset you - harder than I’ve ever worked’#he’s saying ‘she can do this just let her’#and I love him for it

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Ok so I’m scrolling through TikTok and first think I see is Gwen all smiley embracing Giles dick (pardon Deacon) arms, and she seems so happy to be there and to be with him, and all of a sudden I feel jealous (like the heck is wrong with me). I don’t know guys I felt something weird, and it’s so unreasonable, so not justified. Well I guess that at least Giles is doing something good because she seems well and happy 🥺😔💔

#gwendoline christie #larissa x you #principal larissa weems #wednesday #giles deacon #larissa weems #larissa x oc

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*slams hands on table* DID YOU SAY GILES/ANYA

*tosses chair* YESS!

I just. Love them so much. And I don't care what anyone says - they love each other too.

Her aggressive hugs. His sweet lil smiles when she hugs him.

Tabula Rasa!!! Amnesiac!Anya saw she was wearing an engagement ring then took a look at Giles and said "That one!" And Giles was into it! The bickering, the patient way he dealt with her, THE KISS. Confirmation they're attracted to each other and could work if they gave it a go.

They're both pragmatic, intelligent, and a touch ruthless. He likes straightforward women that make him blush. She likes dorky guys who are capable in bed.

They're so fond of each other! They're just so damn sweet. Grave?? She dyed her hair. He noticed! She stayed with him while he was "dying". There were things she wanted to tell him!

Ugh. I am just completely off my hinges when it comes to these two.

#btvs #giles x anya #why didn't you go to her wedding giles???#they at least should have hooked up in that s7 episode where everyone was hooking up #and drove off into the sunset together on the bus #i actually do mostly like xanya but i do not think they should have ever come anywhere close to getting back together after hell's bells #for a variety of reasons i won't get into at the risk of going wildly off topic here

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Top of the Lake Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Miranda Hilmarson/Reader, Miranda Hilmarson/Adrian Butler Characters: Female Reader - Character, Miranda Hilmarson, Adrian Butler Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Hospitals, Coma, Best Friends, Oblivious Miranda, Angst, Unhappy Ending, Ambiguous/Open Ending Summary:

You've never dared to tell your best friend of your feelings for her. When she told you she was seeing someone your whole world felt like it was breaking apart. It didn't, of course.

But when a call from the Hospital reaches you at work you're not quite so sure about that anymore.

#Miranda Hilmarson x reader #Miranda Hilmarson #Top of the Lake: China Girl #Miranda Hilmarson/Reader #Gwendoline Christie #fanfic #fic #angst #hurt #no comfort #I am so sorry #I don't know why I felt the need to write this #(that is a lie it is 100% bc of the Vogue clips of Gwen talking about Giles)#(I beg you tiktok stop showing me it)

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liam-summers · 19 hours

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4.03 The Harsh Light of Day ⥋ 1.03 In the Dark

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prose-for-hire · 2 years

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What btvs characters need in a s/o:

Request: I'm not sure if this is the sort of thing you would write but I was wondering if you'd do preferences/hc's about what you think some btvs characters would want/need in an s/o maybe with the core four + angel and spike?

Requested by: Anon

(Buffy, Willow, Xander, Giles, Angel, Spike, Cordy and Faith)

Buffy:

- She would need someone dependable

- Someone she could trust would always be there

- No questions asked

- Trust in general, someone she could be herself around

- Slayer and all

- She would need someone that could back her up

- Understand the she needed her space at times

- Just to mull things over in her head

- Contemplate her future

- And whatever big bad is in her way of a happy one with you

- But could be super affectionate when the mood strikes

Willow:

- Someone that could ground her

- She gets emotional and has an addictive personality

- So would need someone around that understood but could be there as a support

- They would need to be fun and silly

- A little goofy maybe to match her humour

- Someone interested in witchcraft isn’t required but it would be more fun for her

- She would be happy to teach small spells if they took an interest

- She would want someone that made her feel special

- Like she wasn’t alone

- Because she can feel it a lot

- When the scoobies aren’t around or they’ve fallen out

- She would need someone that wasn’t caught up in it

- That made her feel strong even without the others

Xander:

- He would definitely need someone who was good at communication

- Because he struggles with it

- So he would need to be able to lean on a s/o and learn to talk through the way he felt

- He’d need someone that can cut through the humour he can use to mask his feelings

- But also someone that knows when to have fun and just laugh

- He would need someone with a sense of humour

- That he wouldn’t have to question whether they were into him or not

- They would need to be supportive, not just when he became successful but from the beginning

- To have loved him then and later on

- He would need someone that could pull his foot out of his mouth in awkward situations too

- and cover for him/explain to him why what he said needed a bit of a rethink

Giles:

- Would need someone that he could dote on

- But could also handle themselves if it came down to it

- He worries, and so that little peace of mind is important

- He would love to have someone that he could match mind and soul with

- That he could curl up with, have meaningful debates and conversations with

- That could ground him

- Calm him, if that infamous ripper part of him started to show

- Be able to adapt to anything

- Being a watcher means being put in constant danger

- So you would have to have each other’s backs

- Always

- Share morals and beliefs but are happy to have a debate if you don’t see eye to eye

- Without being it turning into an argument

Angel:

- Would definitely need a s/o that would understand his long silences

- Someone that would be there, by his side

- That could gently encourage him to open up

- Not push him into it

- Because he always feels like a burden as it is

- He would need someone to come home to after a long night

- Slaying or working at the firm

- That he could rely on

- He’s a romantic, but it can be subtle at times

- Someone that could compliment his energy would be good

- Understand him but help him learn unlife is not all about duty

- Someone that he could have long discussions with

- dote on

- I think he would like the idea of being a ‘protector’ of a s/o

- But it would definitely make him worry if they were human

Spike:

- He would need to have someone that he could trust

- To not leave him

- Even if his jealousy or mood got the better of him

- He would have to feel incredibly secure

- Someone who could give him soft assurances

- Be there for him both physically and emotionally

- Allow him to be himself and to be themselves around him

- Comfortable and honest

- But they can’t be boring or give him a hard time constantly

- Otherwise he may lose interest

- But when he’s in love, he’s all in, all of the time

- so someone that could match this would be great

- physical affection is a must

Cordy:

- Someone that listened to her

- Without belittling or patronising

- Or writing her off as ‘some airhead’

- She had a lot of interesting and well thought out things to say

- And she would need someone that could appreciate this

- And match her energy about her interests

- Just as she would for them

- She has a lot of love to give and would need someone that likes gifts

- Giving and receiving

- Physical affection and flowers just because

- It will make her melt

- She needs someone that isn’t afraid of vulnerability

- But if they are, then they would need to be willing to work on it

Faith:

- Reassurance

- She would never ask, but it would mean the world if you gave it her

- She would need someone that was in her corner

- Even if she was the one in the wrong

- Someone that could prove to her that unconditional love exists

- Because she insists love is bullshit

- But a very small part of her hopes that one day she will be proved wrong

- She doesn’t like pda or anything like that

- But she would need someone that could be very soft and loving

- When they were alone

- Someone that could remind her that kindness and love was real

- And for her to be able to relax in their presence

- Not have to put up a front

#Buffy summers #Xander Harris #Willow Rosenberg #Spike btvs #Angel btvs #Rupert Giles #Cordelia Chase #Faith Lehane #btvs imagine #Buffy The Vampire Slayer #buffy the vampire slayer imagines #btvs x you #btvs #preferences #btvs preferences #btvs headcanon #btvs hc #Headcanon #hc

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Giles x teen!reader - you’re safe now

Could you do something where Giles finds out that R is sleeping in school because their father is abusive and he comforts them and kind of adopts them, because he saw some bruises or something like that? Maybe he even confronts R father about the bruises? If you are not comfortable with that that's totally fine! Much love! - Anon💜

TW: mentions of abusive parent

Wondering into the library, you ignored the little meeting that seemed to be going on and jogged up the steps, looking for the right shelf.

You slowly wondered among them and you stopped when you saw the shelf you were looking for and pulled out a text book.

“English…” you mumbled.

You looked at the slip of paper in your hand and you furrowed your brows a little bit and made your way back down the steps to the counter and set the book and paper down.

“Hello (Y/N), how are you?” Giles asked.

“Is this book the same as what on this paper?”

You showed Giles the paper.

“Ah… yes.. yes I would believe so. Is it for your English paper?”

You said nothing and pushed the book towards him, and he sighed slightly.

“If you need anything else you’re more then welcome to stop by.”

Giles watched as you put the book in your bag then without a word he left and went back to what he was doing.

“I don’t know why you try to talk to them, they’re not exactly the most social person out there.” Xander said.

“Well, I.. I believe a good conversation can go a long way.”

“Yeah, if you’re looking to get a snarky remark or ignored. (Y/N) doesn’t play well with people.” Buffy said.

“Well I don’t think they’re that bad, they let me borrow some books not long ago.” Willow smiled.

Giles glanced at the door where you had left and turned back to the group that were currently supposed to be on their way to class.

You spent the whole day in classes only half paying attention before the school day came to a close.

You put your bag in your locker and you left the school, going to find somewhere to pass the time.

A few hours later you returned and went back to your locker, grabbing your bag and the folded blanket at the bottom you made your way to the science labs.

They were the best place to stay since you could use the burners for a fire to warm things up and keep yourself a little warmer.

Sitting on the chair, you took a sip of the water next to you, nibbling on some chips as you read through the text book you got earlier that day.

Tapping your pen against the paper you sighed and stood up, moving so you could start tidying everything away.

Giles was making his way back to the library when he heard the sounds of somebody moving about in the room.

He stopped, furrowing his brows a little and he walked over to the partially cracked open door.

He was a little unsure, but he pushed the door open and looked inside to see you putting the burner away that you were using.

“(Y/N)?”

You jumped, spinning around to face him.

Giles walked in, setting his books on one of the tables and he looked around the room, spotting the corner you had turned into a makeshift bed.

“Wh..what is going on here?” He asked.

You walked over and began grabbing everything.

“I’ll go, just don’t tell Synder…” you grumbled.

“No! No, it’s incredibly dangerous out there with.. with.. thunder and.. and rain and lightening. Come to the library at least.”

You glanced at the man, then to the window where the rain was battering on the glass, threatening to break it.

You sighed, finished grabbing your things and nodded your head.

You didn’t want to go outside in that, and at least you had the ability to ignore him and his questions.

Walking into the library, you sat yourself down at the empty table and set your books on the floor.

“I need you to know that we Uhm.. well.. we’re going to have to talk about this (Y/N).”

You said nothing and he sighed softly.

“I’ll make you some tea, do you want something to eat?”

You gestured to the snacks you set on the table and he nodded, leaving for a moment before coming back.

He poured you a cup of tea and set it in front of you.

You reached out for your cup, and Giles looked at your arm with the deep bruises, both old and relatively new.

He thought for a moment before he spoke.

“Now I.. I know you’re not the biggest fan of the school, I can’t imagine why anybody would want to throw a sleepover in the science lab, did you get caught before the storm?”

You said nothing.

“How long have you been staying here?”

Again, you didn’t reply.

“I can give you parents a call, let them know where you are and that you’re safe.”

You snapped your head towards him.

“No!”

You set the cup down, pulling your blanket around your shoulders.

“If you tell my dad where I am I swear I will run out of those doors and never come back.” You rushed out.

Giles slowly set his own cup down.

“Alright, it’s alright. If you don’t want me to call him I won’t.”

Giles recognised the look on your face and the tone of your voice immediately as fear.

You didn’t want to be found, you didn’t want your dad to know where you were.

“Why don’t you want your father to know where you are (Y/N)?” He asked softly.

“I just don’t…” you mumbled.

You got up and you walked away from him, sitting yourself down on the stairs instead.

Giles got up and followed you, sitting next to you and he clasped his hands together as he looked at you.

“What happened to your arm?”

You pulled your arm tighter towards you.

“It’s nothing…”

Giles shook his head.

“It’s not nothing, (Y/N), if your father is hurting you then tell me, I’ll be able to help you but I can’t if you don’t let me. Please, tell me what happened.”

“Yeah so you can tell the police and they’ll give me back to him…” you mumbled.

“You’ve runaway before?”

You glanced at him before looking away.

“It’s my fault… shouldn’t have made him man…”

Giles turned so he was looking at you.

“Never blame yourself for something like this, this is not your fault (Y/N) you’re the victim here, and you have done no wrong. He is in the wrong for raising his hands to you. If you don’t want to go home that’s okay, I understand, but you can’t keep living the way you are.”

You shrugged.

“What else am I supposed to do?”

“Well.. I.. I can take you in for now, give you a safe space, then we can figure something else out after. Alright? I’ll do my best to make sure you won’t ever be taken back there.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep Mr Giles.”

“I can keep it, but I need to know what you want to do, I can’t make you come with me.”

You sighed, running a hand over your hair and you shrugged slightly.

“I.. I don’t know.. I’ll go back eventually… when he’s calmed down again…”

“Absolutely not.” He said sternly.

You looked to the usually calm librarian, and you shuffled away from him slightly.

His face immediately softened.

“I.. I’m sorry… I won’t hurt you I promise, all I want to do is help you, and I refuse to let you go back to a situation like that.”

Giles took his glasses off and pinched the bridge of his nose, running a hand down his face before he took a small breath, putting them back on.

“I assume that he Uhm.. he’s responsible for those bruises on your arm?”

You said nothing and that was all the clarification that he needed.

“I’m not going to let him hurt you again.”

Giles rested his arms on his legs, and he smiled at you.

“I promise nobody will ever hurt you like that again.”

He stood up and made his way to the table and he began to clean up your things, picking them all up.

“Now, we must get going before this storm gets any worse.”

He stopped and looked at you.

“It’s alright.”

You thought for a moment before getting up to follow him.

You decided you would stay with him for a few days to get him off your back, then you would go back to your usual hangouts.

In the car you didn’t say anything, and you followed Giles into his house.

“I’ll get everything sorted for you, if you’re hungry please help yourself to whatever you’d like.”

You nodded and looked around his living room, picking up a few books before putting them back.

Giles came down to find you sitting on the sofa, your blanket still wrapped around you and he walked over.

“Where would you like to sleep?”

You pointed to the couch and he set a pillow there for you, handing you another blanket.

“I’ll just be upstairs, if you need anything at all just shout, alright?”

You nodded again and he left to give you your space.

He could hear the sound of the TV downstairs, and when he went down the following morning you were sleeping in front of it, using your blanket as a pillow.

Chuckling softly, he grabbed the other blanket and walked over, crouching next to you so he could cover you up.

He paused, seeing the bruises on your arm a little better in the daylight.

He could see the bruises, the small slivers of a few scars, and he could see a healing bruise on the side of your head.

He covered you up and walked into the kitchen, covering his eyes with his hand as a shaky breath.

Yes, he had seen what demons could do to humans, but he knew those weren’t caused by a vampire or demon.

And that’s what broke his heart and brought tears to his eyes, they were the results of a monstrous human. A man who was supposed to protect you and instead hurt you.

Taking a deep breath, Giles composed himself and began making breakfast, which is what woke you up.

You stayed sitting on the floor as he brought some cereal out for you and a glass of juice.

You watched as he set it down in front of you before coming back with his own.

“Is something wrong? Do you not like it?” He asked.

You looked at your own food and picked up your bowl.

“I’m not used to someone bringing me food…”

You quickly ate your cereal, you ate it that fast Giles was scared you would choke.

And you did the same with the juice before grabbing your dishes and walking away to the kitchen.

“You don’t have to wash them, I’ll do that.”

You looked at him.

“Don’t I have to earn my keep?”

Giles set his dishes down.

“Of course not, you don’t have to do anything to ear your keep here, all you have to do is go to school and do your best, everything else I can handle.”

You nodded and stepped aside.

You weren’t used to it, and he could see that.

As the days passed you avoided the library when you were at school, but when you were at his that sturdy front you held up was gone.

You were just scared and unsure about everything, if you did something wrong you’d flinch, if you thought he was angry with you then you would avoid him.

But you were getting better.

Giles was working on finding a way for you to permanently stay in his care, so after school while students were getting ready to head home you were waiting for him.

You were walking along one of the walls, hands in your pockets.

“Please do come down, the last thing I want is for you to fall and injure yourself.” Giles said.

He held out his hand and you looked at him.

Chuckling, he raised his hands and backed away, letting out jump down.

Giles smiled, and he held out his keys.

“I’ll be there in a few moments, I’ve left something behind.”

“I’ll wait here.”

Giles nodded and you watched him leave before you went back to looking at people leave.

That’s when you saw a face you didn’t want to see then the crowd heading towards you and you slowly backed away.

“Don’t you dare run again!”

You spun around and ran inside, skidding around corners and pushing past people fully aware of the angry man chasing you.

You ran to the one place you thought off and you burst through the doors, tears in your fearful eyes.

“What’s wrong?” Giles asked.

He set his bag down and you rushed over, hiding yourself behind him, gripping his jacket tightly and the door was thrown open again.

“Cowering behind other people still?” Your dad spat.

“Can I help you?” Giles asked.

“I want my kid, where is the brat?”

Giles reached his hand behind him, placing it on your arm.

“I.. I haven’t seen them, maybe try the front.”

Giles took a step back and you did the same thing, and he tried to back you up into his office but it didn’t work.

“Get here now!”

You tensed, and you let go of Giles, going to walk around him but he took your hand, giving you a warm smile.

“Wait in my office for me.” He whispered.

“He’ll hurt you…”

“Don’t you worry about me I’ll be just fine, you go wait in there, he won’t hurt you.”

You nodded and backed yourself into the office.

“Lock the door, and call the police if you have too.”

You nodded again and locked the door, hiding under his desk, covering your ears with your hands.

Giles turned your your dad.

“Please they’ll just come back eventually.” Your dad scoffed.

“I don’t think they will, no. I sure won’t be letting them return to the likes of you.”

“What the hell does that mean?!”

“It means you have been hurting an innocent child, a child who you are supposed to love and protect and you’ve been hurting them, you’ve made them scared, left bruises and scars that’ll never go.” Giles said.

“Kids gotta learn somehow.”

“No, they don’t. I will only ask you once to leave, never return to this school or for (Y/N), from this point on they will be in my care.”

Your dad scoffed.

“Or what?”

Giles took his glasses off, setting them aside and he walked over to your dad.

“I’m taking the brat home, and they’ll be punished for running away, for being so stupid. I’ll make sure they never step foot near this stupid school again.”

Giles pulled his hand back and swung, punching your dad in the face, then he slammed him against the wall, glaring at him.

“I can make your life ten times as hard as you’ve been making it for (Y/N), I couldn’t really care less about you. I care about that teenager hiding, scared in my office.”

You dad looked up at him, pushing him away.

“Whatever take the damn brat, it’s not worth it.”

With that he left and Giles straighten his jacket before grabbing his glasses and walking over to the door to his office.

He knocked gently.

“(Y/N), it’s just me.”

He heard shuffling and the door opened.

Giles smiled softly and he stepped aside.

“It’s alright now, he’s gone and I’m certain he won’t be bothering you anymore.”

You looked into the library before looking at Giles and you rushed at him, hugging him tightly.

Giles smiled, wrapping his arms around you.

“You’re safe now..” he whispered.

You nodded your head, tears streaming from your eyes as you let go of all the fear and pain you had been bottling up inside of you.

Giles just stood there holding you, letting you cry, because he knew how much you needed to let go, how much you needed someone to hug you and remind you you’re safe

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