i'm the slayer

ind. sel. buffy summers. blog under co.

[rp-meme-blog]

Send “💋” to kiss my muse out of nowhere.

[mythstakn]

andscreams‌:

                 𝑻𝒉𝒆   𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆   𝒘𝒂𝒔   𝒉𝒊𝒔   𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒄𝒌   𝒂𝒏𝒅   𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒆,   the   very   reason   for   his   continued   existence.   It   didn’t   matter   that   he   had   not   seen   this   particular   subspecies   of   demon   before   simply   because   three   of   them   had   already   lost   their   head   with   the   swing   of   silver    ——    𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑒   𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑   𝑏𝑒   𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒   𝑡𝑜   𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑦   𝑡𝘩𝑒   𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑠𝑒𝑠   𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟.   This   one   had   seemingly   learned   from   the   deaths   of   the   others,   fleeing   while   murmuring   some   sort   of   chant.   Geralt   should   have   paid   more   attention   to   the   words   he   was   able   to   catch   as   he   gave   chase,   having   noticed   the   otherworldly   glow   when   it   was    𝐭𝐨𝐨   𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞   for   the   white-haired   witcher   to   slow.

Instead,   he   plunged   into   the   portal   just   two   steps   behind   the   demon,   silver   sword   drawn   and   clenched   tightly.

Portalling   had   always   made   him   unbearably   nauseous,   even   with   a   skilled   sorceress   like   Yennefer.   The   taste   of   demonic   magic   was   like  acid,   𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒂𝒏𝒅   𝒃𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒂𝒏𝒅   𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈   at   his   skin   for   what   felt   like   hours,   relief   only   coming   with   the   impact   of   his   boots   against   ground.   Still  trying   to   gather   his   bearings,   Geralt’s   attention   was   caught   by   the   sound   of   a   struggle,   instinct   kicking   in   and  propelling   him   forward.   A   powerful,   practiced   swing   and   the   demon’s   head   was   separated   from   it’s   shoulders,   blue-black   blood   spurting   upwards,   the   warm   spray   𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡   𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫   𝐚𝐧𝐝   𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐥   on  the   skin   of   his   face.

It   was   only   then   that   the   witcher   became   aware   of   the   aches   and   pains,   wounds   both   new   and   old   reopened,   the   weight   of   the   new   surroundings   finally   pressing   in   on   his   chest.

❝  𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎   𝚊𝚖   𝙸?  ❞

𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓   𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍       ◠       @mythstakn​

FOR BUFFY, FIGHTING at a moment’s notice on an otherwise uneventful patrol is like second nature to her. a DEMON appears out of nowhere, &. her body runs on autopilot — punching &. kicking &. parrying blows as she waits for the perfect moment to go in for the kill   (   &. the pun   ). no need to think when her body would do that for her.

the wrench in the routine comes in the form of her mysterious ‘savior’, beheading the demon in a clean sweep of a shining blade — not only stealing her GLORY but spraying her in the demon’s blood too. ew. major wiggins.

&. that’s not to say she doesn’t appreciate the assist, even if it was completely unnecessary. she’d just appreciate it a whole lot MORE if it hadn’t ruined her favorite jacket in the process.

his words bring her out of her reverie, pulling her attention away from mourning her destroyed fashion to take a good look at the man who’d helped ruin it. the words ‘out of place’ didn’t even come close. the white hair, yellow eyes, &.   (   what she assumed was, anyway   )   leather clothes painted a pretty unique picture.

you’ve all heard of BATMAN. now prepare to meet: CATMAN. the hot new hero on the block. available at your local cosplay store.

                    ❛     sunnydale. california. WELCOME TO THE HELLMOUTH.     ❜          without a fight to pour her excess energy into, her hands twitch with restless energy, &. she stands there, unsure of what to do with the stranger in front of her.          ❛     you know... this is just me spitballing, here, but i’m gonna go out on a limb &. say you’re from a universe far, far away.     ❜

[mythstakn]

my shitpost-y contribution for tonight is that andrew wells is the btvs equivalent of jaskier thank you you’re welcome goodnight

[mythstakn]

TAG DROP!  under the cut

◤ ☀️ ⁞  ᴀ. ᴛᴏss ᴀ ᴄᴏɪɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ sʟᴀʏᴇʀ. —  ❛ witcher.

[mythstakn]

do i have an official crossover verse for the witcher? NO. will i continue to follow all of the witcher blogs and try and claw my way into the fandom on buffy regardless? YES.

[yaoihands]

Guys please reply to this with what your url means or references I’m really curious

[firesandfloods-deactivated20170]

Buffy the Vampire Slayer Starter Sentence Meme (Some NSFW)

Just once I would like to run into a cult of bunny worshippers.

Actually we do want trouble. We’re demons. We’re pretty much all about trouble.

Look at you, all afraid I’m hot for your honey.

I go online sometimes, but… everyone’s spelling is really bad. It’s… depressing.

The annoying virgin has a point.

We do not joke about eating people in this house!

Sing me a new one sometime. That one’s gone stale.

Nobody could do that much decoupage without calling on the powers of darkness.

Gee, can you vague that up for me?

To make you a vampire they have to suck your blood. And then you have to suck their blood. It’s like a whole big sucking thing. Mostly they’re just gonna kill you.

I’m sure it frisked about like a fluffy lamb.

This tower was built by crazy people and I don’t think it’s holding up very well.

You don’t even know what I was writing about! ‘Hunk’ can mean a lot of things, bad things. And, when it says that your eyes are ‘penetrating’, I meant to write ‘bulging’.

Yeah, it was sexy the way she touched me real hard with her fists.

Now, this is not gonna be pretty. We’re talking violence, strong language, adult content…

Maybe you could blow something up. They’re really strict about that.

What… is this? The late-night stakeout, the bogus suspects, the flask? Is this a date?

I laugh in the face of danger! Then I… hide until it goes away.

It’s funny how the Earth never opens up and swallows you when you want it to.

If the apocalypse comes, beep me.

Testosterone is a great equalizer - it turns all men into morons.

What, they were all out of boils and blinding torment?

Zombies don’t eat brains anyway, unless instructed to by their zombie master. A lot of people get that wrong.

And then I’m going to marry Bob Dole and raise penguins in Guam.

You know, I’m searching for supportive things and I’m coming up all bras.

To read makes our speaking English good.

I may be dead, but I’m still pretty. Which is more than I can say for you.

I’ve seen honest faces before. They’re usually attached to liars.

You’re really campaigning for bitch-of-the-year, aren’t you?

I’m like a… superhero or something!

Sorry, but I’m an old fashioned gal. I was raised to believe that men dig up the corpses and the women have the babies.

Translate this for me, Spock. I don’t speak loser.

This is a special kind of angel called a Charlie. We don’t have wings, we just skate around with perfect hair fighting crime.

Yeah, but I think that whole sucking the life out of people thing would have been a strain on the relationship.

Yeah, well, to you and me they’re just candles, but to witches they’re like… bongs.

Whoa! Whoa-ho-ho, rewind. Since when do they have orgies, and why aren’t I on the mailing list?

Oh, he’s a vampire! Of course! But the cuddly kind, like a Care Bear with fangs.

Yes, he’s clearly a bad influence on himself.

I’m going to have to go with Deadboy on this one.

You dragged me out of bed for a ride? What am I, mass transportation?

I didn’t jump. I took a tiny step, and there conclusions were.

I defined something? Accurately? Guess I’m done with the book learning.

It’s a big rock. Can’t wait to tell my friends, they all don’t have a rock this big.

Well, we try not to get killed. That’s part of our whole mission statement: “Don’t get killed.”

Okay, but I was right about the leprechauns, right?

You really need every square inch of your ass kicked.

You always hurt the one you love.

I’m the thing that monsters have nightmares about. And right now, you and me are gonna show ‘em why.

Well, if this guy wants to fight with weapons, I’ve got it covered from A to Z — from ‘axe’ to… ‘zee other axe’.

When you think about him you get that good, down-low tickle, right?

What, you just tripped and fell on his lips?

I’m pathetic, illiterate. I’m Cletus the Slack-Jawed Yokel.

Your logic does not resemble our Earth logic.

I’m a rebel! I’m having a rebellion!

I was going to walk you off a cliff and hand you an anvil, but, eh, it seemed kinda cartoony.

Sometimes the most adult thing you can do is… ask for help when you need it.

I provide much needed… sarcasm.

I’m here to kill you, not to judge you.

Out. For. A. Walk. Bitch.

A bidet. Like a bidet of evil.

Where would the Justice League have been if they hadn’t put their differences aside to stop the Imperium and his shape-shifting alien horde?

Uh, first word: jail; second word: bait.

Demons after money. Whatever happened to the still beating heart of a virgin? No one has any standards anymore.

I don’t want to protect you from the world. I want to show it to you.

We’re gonna have to fight to the death, aren’t we?

We’re all on death’s door, repeatedly ringing the doorbell, like maniacal Girl Scouts trying to make quota.

I just want to sleep, yo, for like a week!

Just don’t forget who’s on top.

I’m finished being everybody’s butt-monkey!

Oh, I’m not really into porn… I mean, I’m just trying to cut way back.

On the plus side you’ve killed the bench, which was looking shifty.

Why can’t you just masturbate like the rest of us?

Are you just gonna come here and go all Dawson on me every time I have a boyfriend?

I am the Dark Lord of Nightmares! The Bringer of Terror! Tremble before me! Fear me!

Nothing can defeat the penis!

A bear! You made a bear! Undo it, undo it!

If those two don’t kill each other, I might lend a hand.

We’re outlaws with hearts of gold.

I think it’s pretty safe to say I’m not going to see anyone who’s invisible.

I may be love’s bitch, but at least I’m man enough to admit it.

Maybe that’s why you and I can never get along. We’re not supposed to exist together.

Thank God we’re hot chicks with superpowers.

The hardest thing in this world is to live in it. Be brave. Live.

I happen to be very biteable, pal. I’m moist and delicious.

So let me get this straight. You’re… Dracula. The guy. The Count.

And you’re what? Shocked and disappointed? I’m evil!

Yes, let’s tie ourselves to the crazy vampire.

Don’t speak Latin in front of the books.

I owe you pain.

Okay, you get Fangs, I’ll get Horny. I mean…

Crack a government encrypted code on my laptop? Easy as really difficult pie.

Seize the moment, ‘cause tomorrow you might be dead.

I’ll stay behind and putter around the batcave with crusty old Alfred here.

Come for the food, stay for the dismemberment.

[mythstakn]

RP Starters for Short Muses

Reblog this meme if your muse is short! To be sent from tall/taller muses.

"You need me to get that for you?"

"There's no way you're gonna be able to reach that."

"How much do you even weigh?"

"If we stacked like, three of you, then you'd be a normal height."

"Are you still growing?"

"Do you think your/our kids will get your height?"

"You're the shortest person in the room."

"How tall are the other people in your family?"

[mythstakn]

PLOTTING/MEME CALL! give this here a like and i’ll either pop into your meme tag for a quick lil spam or into your ims for plotting. or both! honestly, it’ll most likely be both unless i don’t see a meme that quite works.

[mythstakn]

i’m back

[florideae]

not to be nsfw but the thought of someone smiling against my lips as we kiss? really makes a bitch’s heart flutter

[domesticabuser]

if you hate me just know that i am

Literally so much sexier than you. im sorry

[thegirlinthefandom]

My kinds of ships are the ships where the men know their women are powerful forces of nature and that they could fuck up entire armies in a matter of seconds and THEY EMBRACE IT AND TAKE PRIDE IN IT???! “Oh… It’s not me you should be worried about… It’s my WIFE.“ *smirks* YAAASSSSSSSSSS GIVE ME MORE.

[mythstakn]

“Okay, at this point you’re abusing sarcasm.”

           “ oh please. i’m…thoroughly using sarcasm. there’s a DIFFERENCE. ”

↳ meme. accepting!

[mythstakn]

I’ve seen honest faces before. They’re usually attached to liars.

           “ sorry, is that a ‘no, i DON’T believe you’ then, or...? ”  buffy does a gesture with her hands as if weighing the options in front of her. believe her. don’t believe her. pick one &. pick WISELY. yadda yadda. blah blah. really, she didn’t have TIME for this. if he didn’t plan on helping then he was of no use to her.  “ because i’m gonna be honest, here, this thing is pretty time sensitive, &. i really don’t have the time to convince you i’m telling the TRUTH. ”

↳ meme. accepting!

[mythstakn]

asglory‌:

@mythstakn   HERE

       “ IT MIGHT DO YOU WELL to learn, ”  you counter with a raised brow, smirk on your mouth — you never cared much to do what others told you. not one to disobey direct orders from a commanding officer or THE ALLFATHER HIMSELF, you simply found a way around it,  “ or perhaps it might do me well to learn something from you. ” 

           “ you should try it sometime. sticking it to THE MAN. ”  not that buffy knew exactly who ‘the man’ was for the much taller woman, but... well that really didn’t matter so much, did it? it was the rebelling part that was IMPORTANT.  “ it’s fun. ”  

[mythstakn]

ironbirthed‌:

f r e a k. that probably worked out well for him. well this was gonna be an interesting thing to speak of, he really had no idea how many would take it, but Tony lets out a sigh.  ❝ I usually find myself living in denial a lot but it’s kinda hard when you’ve been thrown head first into it. ❞ he pauses,  ❝ – I was asking because I’ve uh found out I’m.. a phoenix? ❞ The last part was quieter than the rest but the look he had was definitely proving he wasn’t outright lying.

for a moment, buffy isn’t sure she heard him right.  “ ...a WHAT now? ”  despite the ridiculousness of it, she can’t quite curb the impulse to look tony up &. down, looking for something that would make the whole ‘i’m a phoenix’ claim make some semblance of sense. he’s not lying. at least. he doesn’t think he is. she can tell that straight away just by the look on his face &. the way he got quiet before the admission. the problem is — it doesn’t make sense. &. as the leading EXPERT in dealing with things that didn’t make sense, that was saying something.

           “ how exactly did you find out you were a... ”  god, it was hard to even say.  “ a PHOENIX? because i’m gonna be honest, that’s PRIME wigging material right there. ”