#ineverygeneration

[maliignant]

Your Dru is absolute perfection. I am equal parts in awe of her and terrified of her as are my muses. Also your writing style is simply beautiful.

「 ASK MEME : HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL? 」

THANK YOU SO MUCH, LOVELY! & i'm adoring whatever mess of a relationship this is between dru & amy, the toxicity of it all has been adoringly fun to play with. feel free to throw any of your muses at my baby girl, she'd love to torment all of them.

[intcthatgoodnight-a2]

@in-every-generation   so this was gonna be part of a larger manip set that I never finished. but I thought you might still like these pics of amythest and angel being the Parents

[ghxstwrxter]

@in-every-generation liked for a starter & is getting some random thing set after Lover’s Walk for Amethyst

It had taken a bit of haggling, some threatening, and violence to get the information he needed but it hadn’t been too hard. There was no way he was crawling back to Sunnyhell yet nor did he really want to deal with his grandsire and the slayer making moon eyes at each other. It was enough to make him want to heave even without having lost Dru. 

And perhaps it was what little was left of young William in him that led him there...

But he had found his way to his sister’s latest abode and knocked.

[motherinaslayersworld]

Joyce and Sara

@in-every-generation

Joyce was enjoying a nice quiet night. The term was is because she heard the back door slam close. Joyce chuckled and knew what that meant. She headed to the kitchen. “Hi honey. You want me to whip up the usual?” She didn’t wait for an answer as she put the kettle on and started making hot chocolate with extra EXTRA mini marshmallows. “Is this a night for grandma advice or grandma company or grandma as a venting board?”

[thesassygreenhost]

@in-every-generation​ asked :    ❝ What could you possibly hope to accomplish with such madness?! ❞ (Amythest)

“Madness? Well, I gotta tell you, you big negative muffin,I’ve been accomplish a lot, with my--madness as you put it, I’l give you a little pearl of wisedom, sweetcheeks, one person’s madness may just be other person’s happiness. And that one’s for free.”

[mysticandskepticmuses]

@in-every-generation​ - amethyst liked for a starter from wrh!bound wes post s5.

      “I must say -- it’s quite an extraordinary pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ms. Pratt.”  Regardless of the circumstances, and even if his remark may appear to be flippant given that those in the employ of Wolfram.& Hart tended to be disingenuous more often than not, his remark was whole heartedly true.  “You’ll have to forgive me, if I seem a bit -- off my game -- it’s only that your story is quite a rare and ... fascinating read.”  The Council had never, would never have admitted to losing a Slayer to becoming a vampire, and until recently, he’d had no reason to suspect any different.  “Please, allow me to properly introduce myself.  Wesley Wyndam-Pryce.”  Former watcher, though he doubted that’d be considered a boon in her book, and it wasn’t likely she thought overly well of his current employers, but the fact of the matter was they had been trying to find an avenue to make contact with the ‘hybrid’ for some time now, and given his ties with both Spike and Angel, and his knowledge of the Slayers and the Council, the firm seemed to believe him particularly well suited to the task.   “How are you finding Los Angeles?  Is there anything I, we, might do to make your stay here more comfortable?”

[unfinishcdbusincss]

@in-every-generation​ shot the cowboy! 🤠

Quincey P. Morris was not a man who did well waiting in parlors. Oh, he could wait on a lady, a train, a monster, a good shot, but waiting stuck in one place, nothing to do? Never was his strong point.

Still and yet, SOMEone had to check on the rumors of a rogue monster-killer--or worse, a rogue monster who just happened to kill other monsters--and Quincey’d drawn the short straw. Ha!, as if there was anyone else around to draw it. ‘Least the place was easy enough to find. Turns out the Holmes fella is a big to-do in London. Explaining he was here for the girl was...a lot harder, and the Missus--Hudson?--kept giving him the stink eye for his inquiry.

He cleared his throat for the third time and turned back to pretending to being interested in the art. Hopefully, Miss Holmes’d come out soon and put an end to the worry.

[intcthatgoodnight-a2]

PARKS AND RECREATION SENTENCE STARTERS // accepting

@in-every-generation​ ‘  oh, also, i have a little secret… i’m drunk. ’ (Kathy to Kathy)

          “I can see that.”  Kathy raised a hand to her mouth, trying to cover her laughter. It had been fairly obvious from the moment the blonde walked in - more like stumbled in. It reminded Kathy of nights long ago - Liam sneaking in smelling like a pub, Kathy covering for him in some way. Of course, that was before Liam decided he didn’t care about being caught coming home drunk. 

          In this instance, with it being her niece coming home, slurring her words and giggling, Kathy was conflicted. Wrapping an arm around the younger girls shoulders, she began to lead her in the direction of her room.  “How about you lay down, and I’ll get you some water?”