#deathishergift

[jennyorjanna]

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Jenny rubbed her temple. “Buffy I understand what you think of me, but I am not just going to go away.”

[theblueeyedvampire]

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     Spike was holding on so tightly to the pool cue that the wood was indented, bowed by his fingers’ grip. He heard her, but wasn’t really listening. “Dunno why I’m even here in this waste of a joint,” he muttered, bent cue still in hand, visions of mayhem dancing in his head. “What’ve they got left besides rubbish American beers?”

[captainperoxidespike-a]

         “well i’m certainly not lickin’ you now.”

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[exblccdjunkie]

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Continued from x

Sam sighed. Buffy reminded him a lot of Dean with her constant witty remarks. “There are several ancient texts here.” He explained. “And old languages such as Latin have power in their very words. It can be extremely dangerous and we have enough to deal with already without summoning demons from the books left and right.” She had a point about the amount of times the residents of Sunnydale faced apocalyptic catastrophes. No reason to add fuel to the fire.

[thcbloody]

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spike needed this conversation.  but he was goddamn terrified of it all the same.  the vampire had carefully cornered her, in a way that if she wanted to, she could easily push past him, but to also be very clear he wasn’t going to easily just let her walk away from him this time.  he needed this.  they needed this.

eyes studied her.  her face, body language.  but for the most part, his gaze was set on her own.  but in those souless eyes, you could see hurt.  desperation.  love.  heartbreak.  all things a vampire shouldn’t feel.  but he does.  and it was because of her.

“ no. “ he shook his head.  “ no, buffy, it was more than that.  it was more than a good shag.  you an i both know it. “  he needed her to see it.  to realize it.  she’s scared.  that’s it.  that’s what it’s gotta be.  little slayer scared to be in love with the big bad vampire without a soul.

“ i love you, buffy.   there is no moving on. “  hands are placed gently yet sternly on her upper arms.  “ i know you feel it. “

[highschccldropout]

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Dean watched with amusement as she frowned, realizing he wasn’t making some joke. He meant it, after all. It was how he dealt with his problems, how he distracted himself from feeling like the world was falling down around him. He didn’t see why it couldn’t work for her, too.

“No one told me. I learned.” He cocked his head, examining her. “It does help, sometimes.” He said, his voice softer, less full of bravado. Something about her drew him out, made him want to be seen. To be known. “Makes you feel like you’re not alone.”

[taramcly]

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“O-Oh...”, she raised her eyebrows lightly in surprise, nodding then. “Mm---- Are you okay? Wanna talk about it?”

[epeolxtry]

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“Come on, B! You really gonna stand there and tell me you’re not itchin’ to go wash down all that slayerage with the biggest upsized burger deal we can hustle?” As usual after a decent slay session, Faith was talking a million miles per hour, that adrenaline pumping and sense of purpose flowing. “Don’t make me go stag to Doublemeat Palace.”