Headcanon: Jenny Is Bi (that is the place my head is at rn so I need to shout it very loudly from every rooftop) AND as a funny story we've got me waking up about five minutes before the alarm today, realizing I should turn it off a second before it went off, and getting extremely startled by it (my funny stories are lame as of late but whatevs)
i’ve seen you talk about this before, and i am 1000% on board. i’m also in love with the idea of jenny as willow’s long-term wicca and wlw mentor. that’s one of the concepts you’re working on a fic for, no?
(you’re not lame, i chuckled!)
i have a counter-anecdote about alarms: mine is the buffy theme (it helps get me going) and the label is ‘sleepwalk through your life’s endeavor’ :)
I follow you because of your rambles and your ability to say that Spike is bad but also recognize that he's evil, which is important, AND now because of your amazing gifsets a little bit. :D
theeclecticbookworm replied to your post:xander walks in on spike fucking an invisible...
It still so completely blows my mind that they kept on having sex even while Xander was in the room…like wouldn’t that, you know, kill the mood a little? (but then these guys had sex up against a balcony looking down at the scoobies so idek)
spike specifically tells her to keep watching. ALTHOUGH spike apparently no longer has a boner by the time he’s wrapping the sheet around his waist so ???? idk. maybe it was a bit of a mood killer.
Way-past-when-I-should-have-gone-to-bed-last-hour-of-Calendiles-Day meta about Jenny Calendar for the awesome @theeclecticbookworm --
Jenny Calendar was a badass. She wasn’t always exactly on the front lines of the fight, and she may not have been totally proficient with a crossbow, but she was one tough cookie.
She went through one of the most intense, mind- and body-altering, near-deadly possessions that happens in the entire show, and she was back to quipping like a champ again within a few episodes.
In Prophecy Girl, when Willow was almost dragged into the Hellmouth by those weird tentacle things, Jenny grabbed onto her and didn’t let go, even though she was then knocked off her feet and she could very well have been dragged in too. In fact, she probably saved Willow’s life.
Before Angelus chased her around the school, he threw her into a door so hard her head started bleeding. That was a concussion, sure as shit, but Jenny got up and kept trying to get the heck out of there, even though she must’ve been sick with pain and disoriented from the impact.
This is a oneshot I put together for @theeclecticbookworm and her Calendiles day. This one is actually kind of fluffy for once. It’s got theatre stuff, shenanigans, and of course Giles/Jenny. It’s here below the cut and on AO3.
When Rupert stumbles into her classroom in a state of shock one day, Jenny assumes that some new mystical threat has popped up. After a minute of concerned interrogation, the truth turns out to be much more amusing: he has been selected (forced) by Snyder to direct Sunnydale High’s spring play.
It does sort of make sense -- Giles is probably the only member of the faculty with a working knowledge of dramatic literature (outside of the English teachers, who swore off any involvement with the production after last year’s incident with the flying monkeys). Plus, Snyder was probably just impressed when last year’s talent show wasn’t an unmitigated failure (onstage decapitations aside).
After his initial panic, Rupert does invested in the show. He decides to do King Lear, overruling her plea that they give Shakespeare a break and try something from the last century. Despite her lack of creative input, she does more or less wind up being co-director. He has to run out of rehearsal for Buffy’s training or to fend off demons at least a couple times a week, and she fills in for him. It’s kind of fun, she finds. The language is convoluted and the story is all kinds of messed up, but the kids are eager and throw themselves into their work.
Cordelia-the-girl becomes fixated on Cordelia-the-role, and she auditions passionately enough that Rupert ends up giving her the part of Lear’s eldest daughter. Cordelia is ecstatic to play her namesake, and chatters endlessly about how maybe she could do this for real after high school. She’s not a bad actress (even though there is definitely an element of hokeyness to her style), and Jenny can’t help but root for her. It’d be nice for at least one of them to get away from Sunnydale and make a new life for themselves.
Rupert proves more nervous in the face of opening night than he ever has for an apocalypse. He stalks around backstage, fussing with the props and barking orders, and Jenny eventually has to banish him to the library with a cup of Earl Grey so they can get anything done.
She feels proud in spite of herself as she dims the house lights and signals Oz to play the opening track. Tech was the one aspect of the show that Rupert wouldn’t touch, so Jenny recruited Oz and a few kids from her computer science classes to make up the crew. Xander is manning the spotlight with the promise of extra credit, and Willow is calling cues on headset in the wings. She was nervous at first, but adapted to her job well and almost seemed to have a knack for bossing people around (which made her an ideal stage manager).
Buffy is also working backstage as Willow’s helper (the play having more or less unraveled into an all-hands-on-deck situation after the previous ASM’s parents developed a brain and moved their family out of Sunnydale). During tech week, every other member of the crew stood back and watched in awe as Buffy single-handedly hauled around each enormous set piece. Buffy even brought her mother’s dubious-yet-essential skills as a costume designer to the table. Somehow, with all of them working together, they managed to put together a show.
The weekend of performances passes in a blur -- and, thankfully, mostly without incident. Larry-as-Lear accidentally drops Cordelia’s “corpse” during the final scene of the Saturday matinee, and Jenny busts Tucker Wells’ younger brother skulking around the dressing rooms, but everything else goes without a hitch. With Buffy’s help, the theatre kids are able to happily remark that this year’s set strike was the fastest and easier ever. Exhausted and jubilant, the cast and crew head home.
Rupert is left standing on the empty stage. His shirt is untucked and there is sawdust in his hair, but he has a look of great satisfaction upon his face. She smiles at him from the tech booth and meanders down the aisle to join him. The lighting is perfect, and the moment too sweet not to do something, but she only has the energy to lean her head against his shoulder.
