#fiveslays

[wickedlehane]

@fiveslays​

“Demons, humans- you dudes are all the same,” Faith huffed, ducking a blow aimed right at her head (probably hoping to shut her up). “Always waving a big stick around. And I gotta say? I’m not impressed.”

The Strom demon snarled at the Slayer and took another swing with his weapon. Faith rolled under with ease, sweeping her leg out to knock the creature off balance. ‘Nother freelance gig- sure, they’d activated all the Slayers in the world, but there still seemed to be a demand for the “original” Slayers. She and B- but Buffy was busy havin’ a life or something. Not that Faith didn’t, but she had to take more requests in her pursuit of a somewhat-stable income. Track a few cults here, ransom a few artifacts there- and of course, there was always the good old fashioned beat-em-ups. She lived for those.

“It’s all about how you handle it, man,” she said coolly, practically clambering on top of the demon after his knees buckled, wrapping her arm around his neck until the crook of her elbow was tucked neatly beneath his chin. The rod in question seemed to have some leather wraps and some fancy detailing on it, but otherwise? It was just a pole. Metal, wood, she hadn’t determined (since she hadn’t been hit yet), but it didn’t look particularly dangerous. “If you hand it over, I’ll give you some pointers on really impressing the ladies.”

Restrained as he was, the Strom demon wasn’t exactly able to swing the rod at her anymore. Bad angles, and he was making some gnarly choking sounds. Faith held firm, pausing only for a moment as the demon adjusted its grip on the stick. “Changing it up, I see,” she remarked unimpressed, staring now at the butt-end of the pole. It seemed capped with metal, but he didn’t have enough range of motion to even ram it at her face. She had him pinned.

That was, until the metal cap glowed hot with light, aimed right at her face.

“Hey, woah, okay- not what I had in mind,” she said, trying to release her hold on the demon and knock the weapon away. But it was too late. A searing beam hiccupped from the tip of the rod, hitting the Slayer like an uppercut to the chin and knocking her flat on her back. Energy crackled through her chest and Faith lay stunned for a moment, hearing the sounds of the Strom demon scrambling to his feet, sounding somewhat surprised that his gambit (whatever that was) had actually worked.

[jennyorjanna]

jenny x giles !

Send me a ship and I’ll rate it from a scale of 1-10 and tell you my thoughts about it

As if there’s any answer other than 10?

What I like about this relationship is that it works on a number of levels. Firstly, there’s no pretense or pretending with these two. Well okay I know that can be misleading considering Giles was hiding the whole Watcher thing in season 1 and Jenny’s entire plotline of season 2 (and there were like a billion ways THAT could have been done better) but they show each other versions of themselves that they haven’t shown others. This especially goes for Giles. Take the two other relationships in his life, Ethan and Olivia. Both of them knew him before he came to Sunnydale and both of them refer to him as Ripper. That’s an identity Giles has abandoned before the show has even started. Jenny doesn’t know Ripper, she’s not expecting that. She’s getting to know Rupert, not an identity he’s putting on. And I think she likes what she sees. Jenny has been hiding herself since the beginning. And, at least the way I portray her, she’s been hiding herself from her family too. Anyone who talks about knowledge being in “ guarded repositories where only a handful of white guys can get at it." has some serious memories of being shut out. So she had to become someone else as a tool of survival. Now once she’s in Sunnydale and more or less not under surveillance she has the freedom to be herself. And I think it’s a self Giles likes. 

Now for Jenny I think with Giles she’s drawn to his passion (yes I know that’s literally the worst word to use here) and his dedication. It’s the root of all their arguments. Jenny started to really start to look at Giles as more than a snob and a Philistine (which I know is probably an oxymoron) when he tells her his connection to books is something primal, and gut based and passionate. That’s when she starts to like him. For his part I think that Giles likes that she’s willing to fight for what she believes in. From computers to ancient translations to football. I’m pretty sure there’s nothing these two didn’t argue about. Then they get to know each other, go on some truly awful dates and she sees his dedication. Not just to the cause and his slayer, but to this other rag tag group of kids. He’s dealing with all this as best he can, and she can understand that. 

Also I have to assume that these two have some things in common besides great destinies. I mean there’s a lot stuff we never got to see (*cough cough*monster trucks*cough cough*). And it was a relationship that had survived some serious setbacks. I mean the constant threat of death AND EYGHON? They were even on the mend when Jenny was murdered. I think that’s a relationship that deserves a 10.

[thatslayer]

So future me makes it to the golden years huh? We shootin' for 80 or we good where we are? Doesn't matter I guess. Happy birthday, twinnie. Don't forget to indulge in some of that birthday sex. You might be old (a pause) .. er but you're not dead and still wicked hot.

                       “Yeah, I’m startin’ to get why everybody wants to stab us at that age. Snot nosed little prick.”

[slaegirl]

@fiveslays​ ; ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ ʟᴇʜᴀɴᴇ & ʙᴜꜰꜰʏ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴇʀꜱ.

ANGEL   CALLED   HER.   TOLD   HER   WHERE   SHE   WAS.   where   they   were   keeping   her.   eventually   she   would've   found   out   but   angel,   oh   angel,   always   so   kind,   letting   her   know.   and   when   her   anger   dwell   down,   at   least,   to   the   point   she   could   think   about   faith   without   bursting   into   incoherent   thoughts,   she   decided   to   visit.   they   tell   her   to   wait,   a   cold   dark   place   but   it's   big,   and   for   the   looks   of   it,   it's   not   the   worst   of   places   to   be   in.   and   she   knows   well,   that   faith   could   escape   if   she   so   wanted   it.  

Eyes   follow   the   moment   by   the   corner   of   the   glass   as   the   other   slayer   enters.   It   makes   buffy   straighten   up   and   wait   as   the   other   sits.   Dark   Mirrors   of   one   another,   buffy   waits   for   a   moment   before   finally   picking   the   line   that   connects   them   both   and   put   the   phone   to   her   hear.   "hey."   she   finally   speaks.   it's   short,   it's   lame.   but   she   isn't   sure   why   she   is   here   in   the   first   place.   "angel   said   you   are.   .   .handling   it?"

[peppyanddeadly]

cassandra clare : city of bones sentence starters; accepting @fiveslays​ said; “I pity the mugger who goes after you.”

“Yes, well, they wouldn’t fare much better if they went after you,” pointed out the blonde, stake sliding back into her belt before she dusted her hands off from the leftovers of her latest vampire. That made four that night that she had discarded of. Faith had done a few in herself that night. Truly, a mugger would be truly unlucky if he were to run into either one of the Slayers. Probably wouldn’t even know what had hit them. “Incredibly, though, crime is pretty low in Sunnydale, if one doesn’t count all the vampire and apocalypses constantly threatening everyone’s lives.”

[gilesian]

mun questions: 3 & 5 !

@fiveslays | qs for me! [ accepting ]

3.  Are there any particular aus or plots that you’d really like to write?

I want to do more stuff in my Kingsman AU :))) If not that then something that’s set in period times/actual time travel. Also I’m not opposed to murder mystery-style one-shots. It’s a fave. And, hey, any instances where Giles can fight something is always fun.

5.  What is the most difficult thing about writing your current muse?

Picking the words he’d use, tbh. He talks funny. Not as funny as Jeeves, but Giles has a rhythm of speaking that sometimes make you go huh? Now I find it isn’t necessarily because you need a thesaurus to understand him--it’s more to do with his long, expository lines. I have to draw as many contextual knowledge as I can about the situation I’m writing because, well, exposition man needs to expound. Other than that I think I’ve got it down. I hope. I dunno.

[shieldeus-moved]

@fiveslays​    /     prv starter.

     𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙾𝙾𝙼 𝙸𝚂 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚈.    it’s a small space and it serves only a bland sense of privacy.  enclosed in four slate walls,  one of a sickly hospital-green where a round clock is hung,  the whole space seems to clench like a lung.  nobody saw castiel get in,  but to be entirely fair,  castiel did not exactly get in.  he sits by the neatly made hospital bed,  eyes still and low on faith lehane’s comatose silhouette,  both arms loosely hooked on the chair’s armrests in a slightly hunched,  thinking state.  then castiel flicks a finger,  and the light hums,  flickering brightly.  the medical machinery she’s attached to joins in protest not long after,  with sharp intermittent sounds.  it’s time,  the angel flatly observes.  

   something in her begins to gradually stir.  something like —  consciousness,  dawning along the rim of her brows.  castiel keeps track of how it happens,  like a bird’s birth,  and each contraction hits faith like a tender beak against the shell of her.  then it breaks,  and faith lehane is reborn to the world.  the angel meets her hazy gaze and the quickened background noise of her heart through the set of his human eyes.  and sees her.  whether faith can see him back or not is not for castiel to tell with immediate certainty.

       ( what do people say in this kind of situation? )

   ‘  hello.  ’

[wickedlehane]

Happy birthday to us, big F. Here's to another year towards 30, let's hope we get there. In the meantime, splurge and buy some expensive whiskey or some good beer - not the cheap shit we're used to and maybe binge some walking dead. Treat yourself. Stay sexy, She-Ra.

“Hah, big F- could use one of those, yeah? Thanks for helping me keep it real, cutie. I’m thinkin’ bourbon, barbecue chicken pizza, and some old detective flicks. If I get the urge, I might stake some vamps, or stake... somethin’ else. You’ve got my imagination- I’m sure you can fill in the blanks. Take it easy, tiger.”