Helenka, Queen of Outer Space

Story Title: “All Warm and Fuzzy”
Author: helenkacan / Helena K.
Pairing: Rupert Giles/Xander Harris
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,662 words
Time-line: January 31, Post Chosen (comics, WHAT comics?)
Disclaimer: Not mine (through no fault of my own), but Joss started it. I'm just playing around.
Author's Note: Written for the Drunken Giles Ficathon (Dec. 31, 2010 – Jan. 31, 2011)
Prompt 63: Xander: Doesn't eggnog have alcohol in it?
Giles: Only enough to act as a preservative.
Points if this leads to a happy first kiss, somehow. (Exchange from Guys & Dolls)
Summary: Eggnog as a social lubricant between two people, especially when the two in question are Giles and Xander. Also, patience required before we get to the semi-drunken part. And, even then, Giles needs another glass of eggnog while Xander takes a swig of the hard stuff.

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TITLE: Expectations
AUTHOR: Helena K.
RATING: FRM
PAIRING: Giles/Xander
DEDICATION: To softprincess who thought up a great idea for her Birthday!Month!
WARNING: M/M relationship; medical trauma; despair
SUMMARY: Giles is seriously ill. What can Xander do about it?
TIMELINE: Years post Chosen. Comics? What comics?
NOTE: "Speech"
Emphasis in thought or speech
//Thought//
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to Joss and a whole bunch of alphabetical entities. I know the Polish alphabet. Not the same thing. Not for profit, just fun.
FEEDBACK: I have no expectations, but feedback is always lovely!
DISTRIBUTION: Posted to my LJ and written for gilesxander; anybody else, please ask.

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TITLE: Special Delivery
AUTHOR: Helena K.
RATING: FRT
PAIRING: Giles/Xander
DEDICATION: To ASH, for making us all want to give him a prezzie
WARNING: Back story leading to M/M slash (romance)
SUMMARY: Written for phendog and the Happy Birthday ASH Fication. My word was PIZZA.
TIMELINE: Post Chosen, any time, any place – as long as it has pizza delivery
NOTE: "Speech"
**Emphasis** in thought or speech
//Thought//
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to Joss and a whole bunch of alphabetical entities. I know the Polish alphabet. Not the same thing. Not for profit, just fun.
FEEDBACK: Can never get enough feedback! Give me a slice of the pie.
DISTRIBUTION: Posted to my LJ and (possibly) GRB; anybody else, please ask.


Xander stared at the delivery box as if it held the key to his future, spelled out in entrails rather than the motley toppings strewn about over cheesy doughy goodness.
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TITLE: Willing
AUTHOR: Helena K.
RATING: FRAO
PAIRING: Giles/Xander
DEDICATION: To my M. Happy Valentine's Day, cutie. And, yes, an unusual prezzie which you deserve. Thanks for your love and encouragement!
WARNING: M/M slash, coercive (non-con), BDSM, back story of parental physical abuse of Xander; also violent back story of G/E
SUMMARY: Based on and inspired by musings of bookworm_jen at darker_giles. Giles is a manipulative bastard - but I softened him from what he would have been like twenty-odd (very odd) years ago. Still, even now, Giles does not turn away a gift such as this.
TIMELINE: Between S2 and S3 during which time Buffy has run away. Xander and Giles spend a lot of time together. Not all of it is a good thing. One thing leads to another. Goes seriously AU from there.
NOTE: “Speech”
**Emphasis** in thought or speech
//Thought//
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to Joss and a whole bunch of alphabetical entities. I know the Polish alphabet. Not the same thing. Not for profit, just fun.
FEEDBACK: Lay it on me, but without the manipulation!
DISTRIBUTION: Posted to darker_giles, my LJ and (possibly) GRB; anybody else, please ask.


Giles groaned. He **knew** it was morning, but morning had come too soon on the heels of yet another fruitless and futile search for Buffy. He flung an arm toward his face, intending to cover his eyes, denying the inevitable. Instead, his arm connected with soft, warm flesh whose owner gave a curt “Oof” but did not regain consciousness.
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DRUNKEN!GILES-ATHON!

TITLE: "You're Just a Figment of My Imagination"
AUTHOR: Helena K.
RATING: FRT/FRM (just a titch naughty)
PAIRING: Giles/Surprise Character
WARNING: M/M Slash (mild)
LITTLE BRITAIN WARNING: Yes, *that* Sebastian!
SUMMARY: Answer to Drunken!Giles-athon! assignment. Written for joolzmp7, who wants slash, a shy smile and a Christmas cracker, but doesn't want angst, or an unhappy ending.
TIMELINE: About two years post Chosen. Giles has a condo in Cleveland which he visits from time to time. It is Christmas Eve but nobody of the Cleveland tribe knows he's in town. He gets a surprise visitor. But – first – he gets … (wait for it) … drunk!
NOTE: "Speech"
*Emphasis* in thought or speech.
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to Joss and a whole bunch of alphabetical entities. I know the Polish alphabet. Not the same thing. Not for profit, just fun.
DEDICATION: To lostgirlslair for giving me another chance to make Giles happy. And somebody ::giggle:: else, too. Thanks, sweetie.
FEEDBACK: Lay it on me, but don't give me a hangover.
DISTRIBUTION: Posted to my LJ and GRB; anybody else, please ask.


Giles sighed.

Christmas Eve, again.

Another one spent alone. After the fall of Sunnydale. Although he admitted to himself he could be partially to blame for that. Nobody knew he was in town. But he was ignoring his own role in his solitude and was clinging to the pathetic notion that he was invisible.

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LJ Note: I posted this one to GilesRulesBaby earlier today. I think it's kind of cute, myself.


Thanks to Wenchie for this week's mini challenge (I know, AGAIN, but I think my bunnies like her brand of lettuce and carrots!)

Title: Forever
Author: Helena K.
Pairing: G/X (hints of previous G/E)
Rating: FRM (General audience, but mature theme)
Warning: m/m slash (but no sexual activity)
Summary/Timeline: Unspecified time after Chosen, Giles reveals he has a craft.
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Joss and a whole bunch of alphabetical corporate entities. I know the Polish alphabet. Not the same thing. Not for profit, just fun.
Notes:
"Speech"
*Emphasis* in thought or speech.
Dedicated to Gileswench for just *being* and for inspiring me.
Feedback: Yes, please, surprise me.





“I'm home,” came the exuberant cry from the young man as he entered the flat, his arms full of mail including a medium sized package wrapped in brown paper.

He was greeted by a mock growl from the older man. “About bloody time. What took you so long?”

“Um, arms full of mail, most of it *not* addressed to me. Could you give me a hand instead of attitude?”

“Sorry, Xander, but I missed you.” He moved toward the door and retrieved the pile of envelopes and the package from Xander's arms, before giving him a tender kiss.

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