08 July 2017 @ 09:45 pm
Title: Labyrinth
Author: [livejournal.com profile] darkheartwalsh
AO3 Mirror: HERE
Rating: FRAO
Setting: Several years post-Chosen, no comics
Pairing: Giles/Buffy
Word Count: Approx 7,000
Warnings: Mild kink, explicit sex (you know the drill…)

A/N: The continuing saga of the PWP that ran away and developed some semblance of a plot. Apologies for posting this in two parts rather than whole, as I had originally intended – I’m being beaten by RL like a naughty schoolboy. Life, eh? *sigh* I’d also like to apologise for falling so behind on my reading. I will catch up and comment soon, I promise!

This is chapter 1 and 2 of Part IV in the Sanctuary Series. You can find the other parts of this series linked below. The remaining chapters (3 and 4) will be posted next Saturday (15th).

PART I – Sanctuary
PART II – Anchor
PART III – Confluence

Dating is a minefield. And that’s just when you’re single, nevermind in a definitely-not-a-relationship with a man who might technically be your boss.

If Buffy were a betting woman, she’d put money on Giles being jealous. But she isn’t, and he’s definitely not.


PART IV – Labyrinth


08 June 2017 @ 10:54 pm
Title: Bad Moon
Character(s): Giles, Faith

Sorry, couldn't resist. [personal profile] gilescandy's last line was far too tempting...


Really, it was the humming that was most disconcerting.

I mean, don’t get me wrong, the whole thing was pretty disturbing to begin with. The humming just kinda added to the general picture, you know?

There was a new Big Bad in town, this one of the Red Riding Hood variety. We tried tracking it and got sweet F. A. Not a bite (no pun intended). So instead, we try to lure the thing. And you know how that goes with Werewolves…

“Really, G?” I said. “Bad Moon Rising?”

Giles just shrugged. Well, tried to. Hands were a bit busy.

“Seemed appropriate.”
08 June 2017 @ 07:41 pm
Title: Hubble, Bubble...
Character(s): Giles/Buffy


Now, this was an idea worth investigating. Or so Giles thought, as he squinted at the dusty tome before him.

The spell required three main ingredients. The first two were easy: chalk (for the circle, of course), and he had candles a-plenty in the office. However the third, the blood of a virgin, was proving a little more difficult.


He turned to face the Slayer beside him.

“Don’t look at me,” said Buffy. “No longer of the big V –”

He held up a hand to silence her.

There were some things he just really didn’t want to know.
07 June 2017 @ 10:23 pm
Title: Snap!
Character(s): Giles, Buffy, Spike
A/N: Last line (and the term 'Idiot features') courtesy of the wonderful Cabin Pressure. After a day of incessant listening, it appears some of it got lodged in my brain.


Giles started counting.

One. Two. Three…

“Ow! Bloody hell!”

New record.

Buffy poked her head around the bathroom door, hair wet from the shower.

“Giles?” she said slowly, her eyes darting between the Watcher and his houseguest. “Why is Spike bleeding all over the kitchen?”

“Idiot features over there was trying to steal my Weetabix,” said Giles, glancing over at the Vampire.

“So you put a mousetrap in the box?”


“I bet you think you’re dead clever,” grumbled Spike, prising the makeshift booby-trap from his pinkie.

“I’ll let you into a secret,” replied Giles, smirking. “I sometimes do.”
06 June 2017 @ 06:54 pm
Drabbles! *bounces*

From the last line of the lovely [personal profile] wakeupinacoma 's drabble...

Title: Nursery Rhymes
Word Count: 100
Character(s): Giles

Giles started counting.

One for sorrow. Two for mirth.

From his place in the shadows, he could see dark shapes moving silently amongst the graves.

Three for a funeral. Four for a birth.

Vampires all, freshly dead, their bodies still bearing the sickly-sweet stench of decay, their eyes not yet accustomed to the night.

Five for heaven.

His breath quickened, his heart pounding against the confines of his chest, as they drew ever nearer.

Six for hell.

Closer. Closer.

Seven for the devil…

In the darkness, there was the sound of screaming and the scent of dust upon the midnight breeze.


03 June 2017 @ 07:14 am
Title: Epilogues
Author: [livejournal.com profile] darkheartwalsh
AO3 Mirror: HERE
Rating: FRAO
Setting: Post-Chosen, Post-Comics
Pairing(s): Giles/Buffy, Giles/Faith (implied, minor)
Word Count: approx.. 10,000
Warnings: Suicidal ideation, Future AU
A/N: Thank you to the lovely [personal profile] dragonyphoenix for being wonderful enough to beta this fic for me, and thank you to [personal profile] quaggy for her suggestions regarding prophecies and pop-culture. You both rock.

Also, please take note of the warnings. This story focuses on a topic that some may find potentially triggering.


Sometimes, there are no happily ever afters. Only endings.


Giles runs; Buffy follows.

Epilogues (Giles/Buffy) FRAO )
31 July 2016 @ 11:00 pm
Title: Lunch
Author: DHW
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Giles/Wesley
Word Count: 1008

Summary: Two Watchers have lunch. Well, one Watcher has lunch. The other... helps.

A/N: [livejournal.com profile] littleotter73 assures me that it is still the 31st somewhere in the world, so I'm only mildly cheating. =D

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10 July 2016 @ 02:30 pm
Title: Sanctuary
Author: DHW
Rating: FRAO
Pairing: Giles/Buffy
Setting: Several years post Chosen.
Word Count: 7,630
Warning: Mildly kinky D/s. And sex. Quite a bit of that, actually.
AO3 Mirror: Here

Summary: Buffy's imploding. Giles thinks he has just the solution to her little problem.


Mildly kinky sex in an enchanted garden.

Yeah, that about sums this up. Very high brow literature <*/sarcasm>

A/N: No angst. Much sex. Little plot. So shameless. Could probably do with a bit of a beta *mumble mumble* DHW is a lazy sod who almost didn’t finish in time *mumble mumble* but never mind. Hopefully it’s not too painful or wildly OOC!

Disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to the almighty Joss. I’m just playing in his sandpit. Sad, sad times.

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Part two in the Sanctuary Series can be found HERE at AO3.
08 July 2016 @ 07:30 pm
Title: The Veil of Elysium
Author: DHW
Pairing(s)/Characters: Giles/Buffy.
Rating: FRT
Setting: Post Chosen, Future AU
Word Count: 1,539
AO3 Mirror: Here


“Will you wait for me?” she asked, turning to face him.


“In heaven, will you wait for me?”

Author's notes: This is very much the opposite of my last fic – definatley no immortality here. Please be warned, this is very, very sad. It has some major character death/illness in it (well, soon to be character death). So please don’t feel you have to read it if you find this sort of thing very upsetting. =)

There will be joyful, unashamed smut on my next posting day (Sunday), which I hope will make up for the sad, angsty nature of this.

Disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to the almighty Joss. I’m just playing in his sandpit. Sad, sad times.

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Title: A Brief Discourse on the Nature of Infinity
Author: DHW
Pairing(s)/Characters: Giles/Buffy.
Rating: FRAO
Setting: Post Chosen, Post Season 8 (comics), Future AU
Word Count: 6,464
AO3 Mirror: Here

Summary: Sometimes forever can get a little complicated.

Author's notes: This is cannon compliant all the way through the season 8 comics – possibly even further (haven’t finished season 9 yet). If you haven’t read the comics, all you need to know is that after his death at the hands of a possessed Angel (Twilight, yo!), Giles is resurrected as a 12-year-old boy but with all his memories intact. Since both Giles and Buffy seem to suffer from an inability to stay dead, I thought this would be a fun concept to play with.

Thank you to [livejournal.com profile] dragonyphoenix who was lovely enough to beta this piece for me and make Giles sound much more Giles-y.

Disclaimer: Not mine. They belong to the almighty Joss. I’m just playing in his sandpit. Sad, sad times.

EDIT: (Oct, 2016)
Shiny Thing: Winner at the [livejournal.com profile] wicked_awards (2016) in the Showtime (best original plot/AU) category.

DHW Winner Wicked Awards 2016.jpg~original.jpeg


Once upon a time, so very long ago, the world held no shadows. A riot of colour and life, it spun gently on its axis in a galaxy of stars. And upon this world the sun never set and the night never came. There was no evil, no demons waiting in the dark. Instead there was only sunshine and light and love. Here the good were good, stalwart and true, safe in their happily ever afters. There was no fear, no pain.

In this world, no one ever died.

Life was a fairytale, more myth than anything, and it began like this:

Once upon a time, there was a man who lived again. And again. And again.

His name was Rupert and he was lonely.

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