Until a year ago, Rupert Giles had never liked ice arenas. He had been to a handful of Buffy’s friends’ birthday parties inside the Sunnydale Ice Rink, and he always found it noticeably uncomfortable. The metal seats were far too cold and hard, but the alternative to sitting on them for the duration of the festivities was to put on skates himself and join Buffy on the ice. He had tried that once, and he still had the scar on his knee to prove it.

Over the last twelve years, Rupert’s opinion on countless things had drastically changed. There were major shifts, such as his thoughts on the Watcher’s Council and what he believed his position should be in Buffy’s life, but there were also smaller and somehow more unexpected things. Now, going to the skating rink to watch Buffy compete was something to look forward to.

The judges announced that Buffy had placed third, and Rupert didn’t think he could feel prouder. She was one of the youngest girls in the division. He beamed at her from the stands, clapping with one hand clutched around the bouquet of blue orchids and white roses he brought, the color scheme matching the costume Buffy bought just for this day. She waved at him as she skated to the table where the judges sat, and he waved back, thinking about where he’d take her to eat. Perhaps Friendly’s? That place was horrendously loud and constantly overcrowded, but Buffy always enjoyed their oversized Sundays.

Buffy left the ice, going to the locker room to change and collect her things. After a few minutes of announcements and awards that Rupert feigned interest in, he stepped outside to wait for Buffy by the back entrance, a routine they did to avoid the noise and clutter of the main door where most parents met their children after events. He walked along the sidewalk, excited to see the joy on Buffy’s face about her victory, when he ran into the last person he expected to see; Quentin Travers. Rupert suppressed the anxiety and frustration he felt. He had enough practice hiding things from the Council. He was in a compromising position- at Buffy’s figure skating meet, bringing her flowers as a father would- but he had talked himself and Buffy out of difficult spots before.

“Mister Giles.” Travers greeted formally, nodding his head.

“Hello mister Travers, I wasn’t aware that we-” Rupert began, but was cut off by Travers’s hand signaling for him to stop.

“I’m afraid I can’t stay long. It has come to the Council’s attention that this environment isn’t conducive to miss Summers’s training, so we have decided that she will be relocated.”

Rupert took a short breath and raised his eyebrows, now struggling to retain composure.

“…Relocated?” That didn’t necessarily mean what Rupert feared. They could be moving Buffy and himself back to England. That wasn’t ideal, he could imagine how Buffy would cry when she learned that she would have to move away from Willow and Xander, but they would adjust. Together, they could be happy in England.

“Miss Summers has already been picked up, she’s on her wait to the airport. You will be contacted if your services as guardian become needed again, although to be quite frank…” He kept speaking, but Rupert could no longer understand. He couldn’t hear anything beyond the man’s tone. It was casual, as if he was discussing the grammatical structure of an ancient demonology book. This was Buffy. She was important. She was critical. She wasn’t an asset to the council, she was a person. She was his daughter.

It wasn’t until Travers had walked back to his car that what he said fully reached Rupert. He dropped the flowers on the sidewalk.

Buffy had been taken away.

Buffy had been taken away from him.

He had to follow her. He could intercept them at the airport. No, no, the Council had their own plane, he knew that. But he could fly to England himself and find her somehow. He could, he could…

She must be so scared. She must be so alone.

Nobody there would congratulate her, tell her how proud they are of her placing third.

Nobody would tell her that they love her.

Nobody would love her there.

Rupert felt sick in the pit of his stomach. They couldn’t do this to him. They couldn’t do this to her.

It had been twenty three days since Rupert had last seen Buffy. The twenty three longest days of his life.

Joyce had cried when Rupert visited her house to tell her what had happened. She demanded contact information for the Watcher that Buffy was staying with, and Rupert’s voice nearly shook when he told her that he didn’t have access to that. He hadn’t the slightest clue who was taking care of Buffy, and not a moment passed that he didn’t think about that.

When Rupert told Willow, she didn’t seem to understand. She was a bright girl, and maybe that was the problem. She had become accustomed to fixing the problems in her life. Some problems, unfortunately, didn’t offer solutions.

Rupert couldn’t remember what he did with his time before Buffy. For twenty three days, he had come home from work and the hours stretched on endlessly in front of him. There were no practices or appointments that he needed to drive to, no late night grocery runs because Buffy simply must have Poptarts, and no seemingly endless conversation about Whitney Houston.

There was no life in his apartment anymore. Memories, but no life.

Rupert sat in Buffy’s bedroom. He did that for hours after that earth shattering day at the Sunnydale Rink, and now it had become a habit. Everything in the small room screamed so loudly of the different aspects of Buffy’s personality. He remembered her eleventh birthday, when they decided it was time to transition her room to something more adult than the princess theme it had. Buffy ran around the furniture store so quickly, Rupert nearly lost her more than once. She had been so excited.

The apartment was oppressively silent, so when Rupert’s phone rang, he jumped. It was probably Joyce. She called every so often, wondering if there was any news about Buffy. There never was.

“Giles residence.” Rupert answered, out of habit. He could have simply said ‘Rupert Giles,’ considering he was the only one living at this number.

Mister Giles.” The angry voice of Quentin Travers spat on the other end of the line. Rupert suddenly felt his blood go cold. Had something happened to Buffy? Would they even tell him if it did? “You are a complete disappointment to the Watcher’s Council. You have failed to train a slayer. Instead, you raised a daughter. It is clear that miss Summers will never be called, and we refuse to waste our resources on her or on you. You are hereby dismissed from the Watcher’s Council, and miss Summers will be returning to California tomorrow at seven thirty in the morning. Do not expect to hear from this Council again.”

The line beeped, dead.

Rupert hadn’t smiled so widely in what felt like forever. What had Buffy done to anger the council so? He felt pride welling up in his chest. She was such a brilliant young woman. She had always been able to do anything she set her mind to, he should have known that she would find a way home.

And she had found a way come. She was coming home. Buffy was coming home.

The memory of the last time Buffy fell asleep on him was vivid in Rupert’s mind. She was nine years old, and they were watching a VHS tape of The Little Mermaid that she begged for in line at the grocery store. She fell asleep halfway through the movie, resting on his lap. Sleeping on the couch always left him with a kink in his neck, but he couldn’t bring himself to wake her up.

Rupert assumed that would be the final time that he would be used as Buffy’s pillow. He was very glad to be mistaken. The two of them were lying on her bed. His arm was around her and she was fast asleep on his chest. She was smiling. He missed her smile terribly. He missed everything about her. But now she was safe in his arms, home, and happy.

Buffy’s blonde hair was splayed over her face, and Rupert gently pushed it aside. She stirred, but didn’t wake.

“I love you.” He whispered. He said that phrase more in the last twenty four hours than he normally did in any given month with Buffy. He knew that she wouldn’t have heard it once while she was away, but he couldn’t pretend that was the only reason.

Rupert never knew that he could love a person so much until the Council gave him Buffy, and he didn’t know real loss until they took her away from him. He was a smart man. He knew that he couldn’t tell what the future held, especially if Buffy was called. Even so, he vowed to himself that he would never let something like that happen to her again.


They told me there was nothing out there, nothing to fear. But the night my parents were murdered I caught a glimpse of something. I’ve looked for it ever since. I went around the world, searched in all the s h a d o w s. And there is something out there in the d a r k n e s s, something terrifying, something that will not stop until it gets revenge… Me.


a distinctive sound // an 84 song journey (in four parts) through a vast musical landscape, to the outer reaches of stereophonic sound, in all its majesty. for best results, use headphones, and consider taking the time to just sit back, close your eyes, and feel where the music takes you.

vol. 1: exploration // a 21 song introduction to the wide possibilities of stereophonic sound. // listen // download

1. stereo (mono mono) - the brunettes // 2. bread and roses - mr. hudson & the library // 3. a distinctive sound - gotye // 4. passion - yoshida brothers // 5. money - pink floyd // 6. upstairs - psapp // 7. my lover’s gone - dido // 8. a cowboy overflow of the heart - the avalanches & david berman // 9. space oddity - david bowie  // 10. bohemian rhapsody - queen // 11. the long island sound - beirut // 12. upular (3d version) - pogo // 13. such great heights - the postal service // 14. a venture - yes // 15. love affair - regina spektor // 16. long, long, long - the beatles // 17. spring and a storm - tally hall // 18. two small deaths - wye oak // 19. ekki múkk - sigur rós // 20. full moon in paris - amber rubarth // 21. stairway to heaven - led zeppelin

vol. 2: immersion // 21 songs to wander deeper into the wilderness of sound, and get lost in it. // listen // download

1. where is my mind? - yoav ft. emily browning // 2. hanna’s theme (vocal version) - the chemical brothers // 3. kettering - the antlers // 4. the last song ever written - stars // 5. e is for estranged - owen pallett // 6. hardwire - metric // 7. retrograde - james blake // 8. marta’s song - deep forest // 9. hide and seek 2 - imogen heap // 10. jacksonville - sufjan stevens // 11. grand central station - rogue valley // 12. the rip tide - beirut // 13. holocene - bon iver // 14. brothers on a hotel bed - death cab for cutie // 15. cologne (piano orchestra version) - ben folds // 16. new doomsdays - mimicking birds // 17. teardrop - massive attack // 18. angels - the xx // 19. smother - daughter // 20. creep - i’m not a pilot // 21. winter 2 - max richter/antonio vivaldi

vol. 3: submersion // 21 instrumental songs to meet you at the shoreline of a vast, deep sea of sound, and draw you under the waves with them, through dark, foreboding depths, and warm, sunny tropics, and all that lies between. // listen // download

1. prelude - the decemberists // 2. lose control - the vitamin string quartet // 3. black rose/green sun - h.omestuck // 4. summer 2 - max richter/antonio vivaldi // 5. morning talk/supersymmetry - arcade fire // 6. contact - daft punk // 7. wait it out (instrumental version) - imogen heap // 8. the garden - siddhartha barnhoorn // 9. mr. handagote - tomas dvorak // 10. breath and life - paul dinletir // 11. the bottom feeders - darren korb // 12. painted sun in abstract - trent reznor & atticus ross // 13. war is over/eta ya - paul cantelon // 14. the devil is in the details - the chemical brothers // 15. parents, prisoners, and the picture - bobby johnston // 16. isadora’s lair - christof dienz // 17. ashes to the wind/roux returns - rachel portman // 18. dearly beloved - kaoru wada/yoko shimamura // 19. la petite fille de la mer - vangelis // 20. foreground - grizzly bear // 21. time - hans zimmer

vol. 4: explosion // and finally, 21 songs to wrap you up in a rush, and pull you crashing back to the surface with bright lights flashing. // listen // download 

1. girls girls $ - theophilus london // 2. 551 - dessa // 3. paranoid android - radiohead // 4. shock to your system - tegan and sara // 5. pink batman - dan deacon // 6. express yourself - diplo ft. nicky da b // 7. monster - kanye west ft. jay-z, bon iver, rick ross, & nicki minaj) // 8. bang - rye rye ft. m.i.a. // 9. rampage - kavinsky // 10. love like a sunset - phoenix // 11. psyche - massive attack ft. martina topley-bird // 12. vision one - röyksopp // 13. what i got - sublime // 14. stay don’t go - spoon // 15. vulture - patrick wolf // 16. vow - garbage // 17. television - natalia kills // 18. beyond monday - the glitch mob // 19. drugs - ratatat // 20. super taranta! - gogol bordello // 21. la lights - grum


joshlildeweywilliams: My boy @yu_gyeom is nooooo joke! We was in there vibin off of each other! Freestyle always will be honest! Sometimes you will be on the same musicality but different movement.. That night we did that we didn’t even realize it happen until we watched the video for fun haha shouts out to Korea!

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Just over a month later, this comic is complete! I started this beast of a project the day after the Gravity Falls Finale aired as a way to connect the final show canon to my head canons for post Weirdmageddon / R&M Season 2 Stanchez. I had no idea how long it would take, or that the comic would be as well received as it has been. Thank you so much to all my followers, my tumblr friends who chatted with me through the process of making the comic and helped inspire many of the headcanons shown throughout, all the people who have sent in asks and messages and left fabulous tags when reblogging the pages, and anyone who’s taken the time to read all 30 pages of this comic! You’ve all played a part in helping fuel my motivation in the completion of the longest comic I’ve ever made! Thank you all from the bottom of my gross old man shipping heart. <3 

Cheers to the end of this comic and the start of new things!

Percy/Annabeth Swap
  • Ok so I was thinking about what it would be like if Percy was the one who went to Camp when he was seven
  • So imagine an AU where Annabeth’s stepmom was actually nice and Annabeth never ran away
  • In this AU, Percy’s the one who ran away when he was young
  • Sally died when Percy was only six (I know, I’m so so sorry), and Gabe wasn’t exactly willing to look after him
  • Gabe knows someone who runs a care home in Virginia, so he takes him there
  • But Percy isn’t willing to go to it because anyone who is a friend of Gabe is not someone he wants looking after him
  • So he runs away in Virginia, and decides to look for his real dad
  • It’s only been a few days when he meets his first monster, a hellhound
  • Percy’s next to a river when he sees it, and desperately he jumps into it
  • Despite the current, he manages to swim to the other side pretty easily, but his clothes are wet (at this point he doesn’t know he’s a demigod, so he hasn’t learnt how to use his powers properly)
  • Shivering, he ends up in an empty alley, when another monster shows up
  • This time, it’s a sphinx, and Percy would’ve been killed for sure if a blond boy hadn’t come out of nowhere and stabbed it with his sword
  • At first Percy’s scared by this boy and the dark haired girl with him, but they soon convince him it’s alright, they’re like him, there’s no reason to be scared
  • They tell him they’re called Luke and Thalia, and they explain that he’s a demigod
  • “What’s your name, kid?” Thalia asks
  • “My name’s Percy,” he responds, “Percy Jackson.”
  • From then on, Percy’s life becomes a bit easier
  • Sure, they’re still on the run, and they still have to face monsters, but Percy has friends now
  • He admires Luke completely, and pretty soon he’s his role model. Percy will do anything to try and impress Luke.
  • Thalia’s like the big sister Percy never had, and always knows what to say to cheer him up. In the aftermath of Percy’s mom’s death, she’s a massive help
  • Of course, Thalia adapts to the big sister role pretty quickly. It’s almost like she’s had practise
  • Percy starts to get better at facing monsters
  • He starts training with the dagger Luke gave him, determined to do well
  • After a while, Grover finds them, and leads them to camp
  • Like in canon, Thalia is turned into a tree as she sacrifices herself
  • That hits Percy hard
  • Luke’s changed too
  • Luke still looks out for Percy, and helps him through that stage, but he’s more emotionally detached
  • In the beginning, Percy stays in the Hermes cabin, because he’s unclaimed
  • Every night, when he offers food, he prays his parent will claim him
  • Chiron takes sympathy on Percy, having developed a liking for the boy
  • Finally, two years later, Percy’s wish is granted in a game of Capture the Flag
  • When Percy moves into the Poseidon cabin, he’s lonely at first
  • He misses his friends from the Hermes’ cabin, like Travis and Connor, but he remains friends with them
  • He soon gets used to it, but he misses being in the same cabin as Luke
  • Luke’s training harder and harder these days, and it’s almost like he’s shutting Percy out
  • Later, Luke goes on his quest, and when he comes back with the scar, Percy can see he’s more angry, but when anyone brings it up with Percy, he denies it vehemently
  • By the time Percy’s 11, he’s well settled in camp, it’s his home
  • He has friends (Grover’s his best friend), and he’s become really good with a dagger, since he trains with Luke’s dagger all the time
  • He knows there’s a prophecy, and it’s got something to do with when he turns sixteen, but he doesn’t know exactly what it says. He does know that Chiron won’t let him go on a quest because of it
  • One day, Chiron says there’s a gifted demigod at the school he’s been teaching in
  • Grover brings her to Camp, but not easily: they suffer from a minotaur attack on the way, and apparently the girl’s father was taken to the underworld
  • The girl’s knocked out, and Percy volunteers to look after her, and the first thing he notices is her blonde princess curls
  • (Update: Part 2 can be found here)
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Summary: asshole!Luke Hemmings considered that life was just ok. Even though he had “friends”, a girlfriend, grades good enough to get into whatever college he wanted, reigning king of the top of the food chain in school, and money to throw away- Luke still was unsatisfied. So what happens when a new girl from big apple New York moves to Australia and he can’t help but feel intrigued with her “playing hard to get” façade. 

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In 23 hours it will be the end of the hyyh era, and I’m kinda sad. The boys have accomplished so much in the last year. They’ve won multiple awards, produced and written their own songs, created mvs with amazing stories, got an exponential growth in fanbase, and made us all cry multiple times.

I feel like it was the beginning of the real Bangtan, a sample of what will be in store for us in the future. I’m happy I got to experience it, but sad it’s almost over.


OKAY SO- I know I did a ballet au just a few days ago but–

Today Yuzuru Hanyu broke another world record (sorry I am a bit of figure skating trash) and I noticed how many things he has in common with Eijun. The AU sparked alone because the hand said so.
So I imagined young figure skater prodigy Eijun and older coach prodigy Miyuki, retired skater that can’t skate anymore because of a serious injury.
He just didn’t want to even look at figure skating anymore after his compulsory retirement but a friend (Kuramochi) dragged him to a regional competition and that’s where he spotted Eijun. Something sparked and he was so overwhelmed by his way of skating he decided to take him under his wing and become his official coach. 
His dream is to take him to winter olympics and win the gold medal. (SPOILER they do cf. the last four drawings ། ☉ ౪ ☉ །)

I’m just miyusawa trash leave me alone 

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