Seize the moment...

Young adult. Big sister. Friend. Occasional world saver. The usual. ((Independent RP.Multi-verse. AU's and M!As accepted)) Online [] Offline [x]

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“Are you lost? Cause if so, please, let me help you find your way back to the grave you crawled out of.”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“Is there something you’d like to say to my face?”

[smoakinoverwxtch]

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“No killing! We don’t kill around here.”

[smoakinoverwxtch]

asktherealbuffysummers

“Protecting the city? I know a thing or two about that. Sometimes tough calls have to be made.”

“And those calls get made if there’s no other way. If there’s a better a way. A way that doesn’t end in a body count then that’s the way they go.”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

Buffy quirked a brow at the other and forced back a smile. “You sound like a friend of mine. Always look for the better option...Fine, you win. I’ll behave and keep my hands to myself.”

[smoakinoverwxtch]

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“No killing! We don’t kill around here.”

[smoakinoverwxtch]

asktherealbuffysummers

“So you’d rather be sitting ducks? We have to do something before they do.”

“We’re not sitting ducks. Star City is a different place to what you’re used to. There’s people out there who are out there, protecting the city.”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“Protecting the city? I know a thing or two about that. Sometimes tough calls have to be made.”

[smoakinoverwxtch]

“What about a compromise? I’ll kill them first, and if it turns out they were friendly, I’ll apologize.”

“No killing! We don’t kill around here.”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“So you’d rather be sitting ducks? We have to do something before they do.”

[buffonia]

I don’t understand how this all happens, how we go through this. I mean, I knew her and then she’s… there’s just a body and I don’t understand why she just can’t get back in it and not be dead anymore. It’s stupid. It’s mortal and stupid.

[trvorphilips]

[spikexsummers]

Spike: I must be a noble vampire. A good guy. On a mission of redemption. I help the hopeless.  I’m a vampire with a soul.

Buffy: A vampire with a soul? Oh my god, how lame is that?

[ladysummers]

[nameoffibonacci]

[9two1]

[marshmallow-the-vampire-slayer]

btvs rewatch ✞ 1x10 Nightmares

[spikebuffy]

Strong is fighting, it’s hard and it’s painful and it’s everyday.

[thedevilsbartender-deactivated2]

"Well, I’ve only lived in New York City about a year now, but I’m starting to believe just about anything could happen here. Where’d you say you were from?”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“Sunnydale, California. It’s a shitty little town that basically resembles a hell-hole.” The blonde chuckled slightly at the little pun she threw in there, knowing that the man before her had no idea just how right she was.

[ixswallowedabug-blog]

[+asktherealbuffysummers]

[ixswallowedabug-blog]

River managed to do as she asked and slowly calm herself - which really was no easy feat for someone who had no control of pushing thei emotions away. But the more she worked at it, the clearer things got, if only for a few minutes. “They know so much. Watchers.” She whispered, hearing the blonde’s thoughts. “Gotta bide their time, not all the Watchers agree.”

[asktherealbuffysummers]

Buffy sighed and ran her hands through her hair. “We need a plan, plans are good and-and helpful!” This wasn’t what she was good at-thinking. She was a doer but the problem was that she had no clue what to do in this situation. 

[crayonbreakybadass]

&- my muse just did something stupid that almost got them killed. yell at them

Send me “&” for my muse’s reaction to yours tracing one of their scars.

Sucking in a small breath as she felt Buffy’s fingertips on the small scar on her lower back, Willow slowly let it out, knowing that the touch was safe. It was a scar that she had told no-one of, the memories of its origin only bringing back more pain from Tara’s death. Closing her eyes, she tried to relax. The spell had taken enough energy out of her that she could scarcely move, and just having Buffy near her made everything better.

[crayonbreakybadass]

Willow felt a little more at ease once she heard Buffy say she believed her. She knew, at first glance, what she had said sounded crazy, and if she hadn’t seen it, she herself wouldn’t have had believed it even for a moment. But she had seen Tara, she was sure of it. The way the ball of light, the tiny Tinkerbell light she had seen so many times before, had talked to her, in that familiar soft tone, it left not a single doubt in her mind. 

"She…she came around…when I felt sad…said she loved me…" She explained, the memory making a smile come to her lips as tears welled in her eyes. "…that s-she was watching me…" 

[asktherealbuffysummers]

Buffy smiled at the redhead and took her hand, giving it a soft squeeze. “And she was telling the truth. Mom used to always say that anyone we lost would protect us and stick around as long as we needed them.” A statement which technically proved incorrect but Willow didn’t need to hear that. She needed her best friend to be supportive which was exactly what Buffy could offer. “Tara will always be with you, Will. It might not be in the way that you want, but she’s there. And that’s pretty amazing if you think about it.”

[notmuchforthetimber]

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Send me a [̲̅♥̲̅] for my Muse to share a very deep, dark secret with yours.

Tara immediately looked away, the fear of letting anyone into one of the things she had held onto for so long enough to make her want to cower. She knew that she trusted Buffy, just as she was sure the Slayer trusted her in every way imaginable. She had been there for her when the uncertainty of whether or not she had been brought back wrong plagued her. 

"I…I…" She stammered, trying desperately to start the sentence. "I…I remember what happened to my Mom..I w-w-was very y-young, when it happened…but…I…I t-think D-Daddy killed her…" 

[notmuchforthetimber]

Tara felt immediately anxious, knowing that Buffy, thus far, wasn’t believing her. Sighing, she nodded, and tried to continue with the memories, themselves hard to deal with in every regard. “I…I remember hearing t-them fighting…and t-there was a loud b-b-bang…” She went silent for a moment. “They t-t-told us she died by f-falling and hitting the b-bed-post…but I…I k-know he d-did it…he p-pushed her…” 

[asktherealbuffysummers]

“Tara, sweetie, if you didn’t see it, how do you know for sure that it was his fault?” She didn’t blame Tara for jumping to that conclusion. In the (thankfully) short time Buffy had been exposed to Tara’s father it was easy to see that he was by no means a good guy. But did that make him capable of murdering his own wife? Buffy was dubious.