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⌞ ݁ᛪ༙ ⌝ PROPHEZIE . . . a private & independent portrayal of buffy anne summers from buffy the vampire slayer ( 1997 ). genres explored include, but aren't limited to, thriller, dark fantasy & ( psychological ) horror. minors dni ! written by kyra ( twenty-six, she/they, black mixed // est. 2024 ).

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HIIII im over on @ro9ue for now, if anyone is interested :]

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saydontgo

RANDOM BUFFY SUMMERS GIFS 27/?

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clarkgriffon

BUFFY SUMMERS + chokers

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✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀 𝑰𝑺 𝑨𝑳𝑳.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose quotes taken from the last kingdom (netflix, 2015). these quotes are from various seasons and characters of the tv show. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst! feel free to edit as you see fit; happy writing!

❝ not everybody enjoys a fool. ❞ ❝ if you’re afraid, you may stand down. i shall protect you. ❞ ❝ i will not abandon you. ❞ ❝ oh, for goodness’ sake, stop behaving like a child. ❞ ❝ we cannot wait any longer. ❞ ❝ let us enjoy an early morning, the two of us. ❞ ❝ may we share the fire? ❞ ❝ do you believe i have betrayed you? ❞ ❝ i shall leave you to your prayers. ❞ ❝ you have a choice to make, that is all. ❞ ❝ then i choose you as my greatest friend. ❞ ❝ have i ever mentioned that you are too good for god alone? ❞ ❝ destiny is all. ❞ ❝ one path looks like another. ❞ ❝ you will learn respect one day, i’m sure. ❞ ❝ i don’t know any prayers for this. ❞ ❝ i fear you might be too good for me. ❞ ❝ ale and warm company, what more could i ask for? silver, maybe. ❞ ❝ well? use your tongue. ❞ ❝ a kill is something you must fashion. ❞ ❝ this is your decision? final? ❞ ❝ if your god’s with you, you’re a lucky man. ❞ ❝ stupid? maybe, it seems to be in my nature. ❞ ❝ promise me, swear it. give me that comfort. ❞ ❝ how can i make a promise that i cannot keep? ❞ ❝ courage is finding the will to overcome your fear, nothing more. ❞ ❝ fear is within all of us, as is strength. ❞ ❝ fear can be expelled with knowledge. ❞ ❝ you will never be rid of me, accept it. accept me. ❞ ❝ all regret is worthless. ❞ ❝ do we follow them? ❞ ❝ that’s your face when you have no plan. ❞ ❝ my thanks—for last night. ❞ ❝ drink well, feast well. you have earned it. ❞ ❝ sacrifices were made so you would live. ❞ ❝ nothing finishes an evening in an alehouse so well as a fight. ❞ ❝ how did you manage to get such a big head into such a small helmet? ❞ ❝ i prefer the company of the gods to stupid men. ❞ ❝ land and silver are what all men desire, and i’m no different. ❞ ❝ you will see me again, be sure of it. ❞ ❝ if i die, i will haunt you to the end of your days. ❞ ❝ you have plenty of insults for a man who can no longer wield a sword. ❞ ❝ what do you want of me? ❞ ❝ lower your weapon. ❞ ❝ you are angry because i am dying. ❞ ❝ forgive me, i did not know where else to go. ❞ ❝ you have a good heart—despite the tales. ❞ ❝ sometimes i think that my fate is to wander and to never arrive. ❞ ❝ from time to time, you may wish to call me arseling. ❞ ❝ that’s the curse of life, to think of what might have been. ❞ ❝ we carry our losses, but we journey onward. ❞ ❝ we can suffer or we can rule. ❞ ❝ i do not seek battles, battles just seem to seek me. ❞ ❝ i have given half my life to you, i will give no more. ❞ ❝ there is no justice here, only the church. ❞ ❝ i will not stand by and have everything that’s mine taken from me. ❞ ❝ we are one, you and i. ❞ ❝ you dare die, and i will kill you myself. ❞ ❝ we need more ale. ❞ ❝ every lord is the hero of his own ongs. ❞ ❝ a good king relies upon good advice. ❞ ❝ men who take their orders from the gods are unpredictable. ❞ ❝ i will wait for you in the halls of our ancestors. will you find me? ❞ ❝ i might stay for a short while longer, if you’ll have me. ❞ ❝ what kind of hell is this? ❞ ❝ i only wish for an honourable death… ❞ ❝ they will cheer for you in valhalla, and i will sing for you here on earth. ❞ ❝ you lied to me. ❞ ❝ i only sought to help you find redemption. ❞ ❝ i wish to go back to my old life. ❞ ❝ that time is over. ❞ ❝ yet, there is hope, even in all this despair. ❞ ❝ we can build a new home. ❞

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sunsetquotes

“I’m not afraid of dying. Pieces of me die all the time.”

— Sage Francis

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sophsun1

Buffy the Vampire Slayer – 4.08: Pangs

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THERE’S A MOMENT — the two of you pause, nothing in the air between you, just a smile directed at each other. Crickets chirp in the settling dark, the air is biting ( or so you assume, thanks to Buffy’s jacket — you don’t really feel much of anything anymore, not even the cold ) and yet, the two of you are warm, together, inside this moment. It’s … not safe, not really, because there’s never a safe moment in Sunnydale, but it’s something that belongs to just the two of you. You treasure it, because moments like this have been fleeting, recently.

Buffy lets out a small laugh, warm and inviting, and like a puppet on strings, you are drawn to her. You step forward, without even thinking of the movement, eager for her. Your hands go to her waist as she cocks her head to the side, playing naive. You don’t even bother to hide your own smile, knowing it’s already eclipsing your whole face. In moments like these, when nothing else matters but the beat of her heart. Yours is a little too sluggish to matter.

❛ I think flirting is the only way to describe the way you talk to me, ❜ You reply, voice soft, hands settling on her hips. You take a moment, beaming down at her, warm, enlightened by her mere presence. ❛ Don’t think I haven’t noticed — you save your best jokes for me. ❜

prophezie

the sliver of exposed skin of her hips start tingling as though his fingertips were buried beneath her skin. she doesn’t know if she hates it or if she adores it — how much @govtdog is getting to her. last time someone had nestled into her heart like this, to the point every touch felt like electricity was shooting down her spine and through her entire body and every look jolted her heart awake little by little it didn't exactly end well. she has to be cautious, she knows that. but he makes it hard with the look is giving her, the looks he keeps on giving her. and she’s taking everything he’s giving her. the lack of self control is bewildering.

and it’s no different now. ❝ well, i’m glad you like my jokes that i’m saving just for you then, ❞ buffy says, looking up at him, mirroring his smile. her fingertips graze his underarms, fully intending to push him away. or at least push herself out of his arms, but she doesn’t. weakling, she hears her own mocking voice echoing in her head. while torn between wanting to ignore it or giving into it and pushing him away, her thoughts are disrupted by something else.

while she’s still looking into his eyes, she notices something’s missing . . . he is smiling and at first glance the smile seems to reach his eyes, but the glint, the thing that had caught her attention upon meeting leon for the first time, so intense & passionate, isn’t there. ❝ hey . . . wait, ❞ she says softly, a crease forming between her brows, ❝ are you okay ? ❞

#you: yay they are soft!! (me too)#me: time for angst.#:D #( ⊹ ) — written .#govtdog #tagged you in the text so you'll get a notif :p

rubyquarts

index finger pushed his glasses up, pondering on if he should drop the formalities or continue to address her as such. it's been long enough. besides, he heard from others that it made her feel ' ancient '. " i think you know why. " he stood up, offering her a slight smile to put her at ease. " it seems like you disappear suddenly whenever i walk into the same room. i hope you aren't avoiding me, buffy ?"

prophezie

buffy scoffed at his words, rolling her eyes. the way he said her name, enunciating it. he did that on purpose, buffy knew this. however, this knowledge didn’t make his words any less irritating to her. if anything it only made it worse. which, in turn, made her realize it got a little under her skin. well, two could play this game.

❝ oh . . . so you’ve noticed, ❞ she said, tone edging on being bored, making her way over to his desk. now she was sure his eyes were locked on her, even though she couldn’t see behind the protective shades, his entire demeanor changed slightly. maybe she didn’t have the upper hand here, but he didn’t either. ❝ listen, scott, ❞ putting as much emphasis on his name as he had put on hers. she put her hands on his hardwood desk, leaning forward. ❝ i’m only here to help. we have the same goal at the end of the day. but if you don’t have anything i can help with, then i’ll be on my way, alright ? ❞

#well. she got ragebaited #( ⊹ ) — written .#rubyquarts

dailybuffysummers

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | 7.04

#tbt.#my buffy .. 😞

starter for @rubyquarts' scott summers

leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over her chest, she was mustering scott summers. the man was sitting at his desk with his shades high on the bridge of his nose, making her unsure whether he was actually looking at her or just in her general direction. she remembered how she had felt stepping into his office for the very first time months ago. the tall ceilings and dark colors kind of intimidating but familiar at the same time. scott, similarly to now, occupied at his desk. the shades had initially thrown her off a little which had led her to make a snarky comment about it. of course. she was taught better right away though and hoped he couldn’t see her cheeks darkening just a smidge.

she snapped out of her, maybe not too fond but moreso embarrassing memory, and cleared her throat. ❝ so why did you call me here ? ❞

#surprise ! ... now reply #( ⊹ ) — written .#rubyquarts

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YOU’RE USED TO A LITTLE RUMBLE AND TUMBLE. Nothing too serious, of course, because the military is all about controlled chaos, but it’d been engrained enough that you have no issue with pain. It seems this is only emphasized since your untimely … death. You’re stronger, now. Faster, too. A little more durable, a lot less alive — in the technical sense. Nerve endings seem to be dead, from the various tests Giles has done on you. He tells you, think of it as a blessing. You can keep up with Buffy, now.

And you can, is the thing. You weren’t exactly lagging behind her in the first place ( did a damn better job than Xander and Willow could, that’s for sure ), but it’s a noticeable difference now. There are five vampires between the two of you, rudely interrupting you guy’s midnight stroll through Sunnydale Memorial, and while you worry about her, because it’s ingrained in you at this point, there’s a little less frustration and fear. Tall blonde and ugly swings at you, and back then, you might’ve ducked. Now? You take the hit like it’s nothing — because it feels like nothing. His eyes widen, and you flash a nasty grin, all teeth.

It’s a pretty quick fight, all in all. A flash of limbs, Buffy flipping off a mausoleum behind you, and it’s okay, because you don’t have to worry about being a weak distraction; you’re strong enough to help. The two of you dispatch the undead in record timing, Buffy only barely managing to throw out a trademark quip before the last vampire is staked between the two of you.

The dust settles. She’s panting, just slightly. You’re not. She smiles, though, and despite yourself, despite the way you can feel your heart stutter a beat too slowly, you smile right back at her. ❛ The way you flirt is shameful, you know. ❜

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still panting, she reties her pony tail which has become loose during action. the air around them is cold, winter has long settled, and goose bumps rise on her forearms underneath her jacket. which makes her notice that leon is not wearing something appropriate for this weather. it’s cold, almost freezing. and even though she tends to be more resistant to the weather, probably a ( very welcomed ) perk of being the slayer, it bites a little even at her exposed skin. but before she can say anything, her eyes settle on his face and a smile tugs at the corners of her mouth.

ever since his death he’s become more distant and it would be a lie if she said it doesn’t bug her in the slightest. because it does. but she also knows it has to be even more difficult for him, she’s been there before. it changes a person, for worse and for ever. so she’s grateful for moments like this, where his features soften a little for her and he’s uttering silly words. so silly, a muffled chuckle escapes her lips at them. ❝ flirt ? ❞ she scoffs jokingly in disbelief while playfully cocking her head to the side, ❝ you think i’m flirting with you ? how come ? ❞

#YAYYYYYYYYYY HIIII #excited to finally write w you again <33 #( ⊹ ) — written .#govtdog