#punskill

[wereblood]

the earthly embrace invoking stares from across sunnydale, and she stumbles upon a girl clad in leopard print and leather — great, another diva. alas, she can't help but introduce herself, not necessarily in need of a friend, but it would be nicer than eating lunch in the toilets alone. again. “ hi, err, i'm maddy. ” her voice like a foreign melody to buffy's ears, she can only imagine. she's become used to people being taken aback by her accent and how easily she blends into her settings. not one person in this place even knows what northumbria even is, she thinks. “ a'm new hee'ah. d'yknow what they're servin' f'lunch? ” @punskill

[witchwretch]

☾  @punskill:  i’m not impulsive, i’m decisive.  //    ❝    can’t  relate.    ❞  she’s  smirking,    but  there’s  a  guarded  edge  to  those  verdant  eyes.    libby’s  not  even  close  to  trusting,    furthest  thing  from  it,    and  pretty  girls  with  pretty  words  are  absolutely  not  the  exception.    even  humor  cannot  dull  those  jaded  edges,    thick  as  they  are.    experience  tells  her  that  these  are  the  people  you  should  be  most  wary  of,    these  are  the  ones  to  strike  the  most  deadly.    libby’s  had  their  fair  share  of  fake  allies.    even  so,    she’s  still  here.    that’s  something.    ❝    you  don’t  have  to  flip  a  coin?    ever?    you’ll  have  t’  teach  me  that  trick.    ❞

[exorcite]

“ fuck off, demonic hyenas? hyena-human shapeshifting hybrid things? i could barely handle vampires, buffy. ” @punskill.

[fiveslays]

don’t jump to plan c before we’ve even tried plan a .

(prompt).

she expected it;    for buffy to disagree with her the moment she’d suggest something different than what the blonde originally proposed.   the brunette breathes a moderate sigh.

❛ ❛          just weighing our options b.          ❜ ❜          at one point,   faith would’ve been on board for buffy’s plan     ——     bold,   a little risky   &.   faith wasn’t quite sure if she wanted to risk their lives or the other slayers.

❛ ❛          —     look,   i ain’t saying your plan is gonna be a bust but i’m looking at this through the other side here.    i don’t think plan a is the play.          ❜ ❜

@punskill.

[ozwolff]

❝ awoo. ❞

                                          a  blink  .  PAUSE  .  then  a  glance  over  towards  her  .   a  brow  raised  before  he  shook  his  head  ,  only  a  slight  upturn  to  the  corner  of  his  mouth  .    ❝   cultural  appropriation  isn’t  a  joke   ,   buffy  .    ❞     he  said  .   || @punskill

[ozwolff]

                                                         A  GLANCE  TOWARDS  @punskill​  &&  oz  lifted  a  slight  eyebrow  as  she  walked  a  little  in  front  of  him  .  the  sky  already  pretty  dark  ,  &&  unusually  the  night  was  cold  for  california  .  as  she  turned  to  look  at  him  ,  oz  tilted  his  head  .   ❝   you’re  the  EXPERT  here  buff  ,   ❞  he  said  with  a  shrug  ,  hands  dug  into  pockets  ,  not  entirely  sure  what  they  were  looking  for  .   ||   ♥

[druseela]

i don’t really care.   ( @punskill​  )

                                                       “   you   will.   ”

                           There   is   not   a   shift   in   her   tone,   not   a   flinch   on   her   smile   –   vacant   yet   fixated   entirely   on   the   slayer   before   her,   who   has   her   pinned   to   the   wall   with   a   stake   to   where   a   beating   heart   once   was.   Eyes   that   look   at   nothing   at   all   (   there   is   something   wickedly   similar   about   the   slayer’s   gaze   sometimes,   Drusilla   finds   herself   looking   twice   at   her   from   time   to   time   ),   are   now   cast   deep   within   the   glare   of   the   blonde   girl.

                       I   don’t   care   —   she   says.   It   is   not   in   the   nature   of   those   who   kill   to   care.

                  And   yet,   Drusilla   laughs,   not   bells   chiming,   but   the   sound   of   a   mismatched   tune   from   a   broken   music   box,   and   the   fangs   protrude   past   ruby   lips   stained   with   foreign   blood.   It’s   not   a   warning,   but   a   promise   –   madness   knows   madness,   insanity   knows   to   recognize   its   vessels.   I   was   once   like   you,   little   girl.   I   was   once   pure   and   virtuous   and   righteous.

                                       I   was   once…

                Claws   curl   around   the   sharp   stake   poking   hollow   ribcage,   laughter   echoes   within   the   empty   cathedral   bathed   in   the   blood   of   the   priests   that   had   tried   to   warn   her   not   to   pollute   the   House   of   God   with   her   unholy   presence   (   I   know   Thy   House,   Lord,   I   have   been   here   a   thousand   times.   Can   Thou   see   me?   Can   Thou   recognize   me?   ),   Drusilla   widens   her   smile,   deranged   and   feral.

                                                               “  you   will.  ”

[ozwolff]

“  SORRY  BUFFY  .  WILLOW’S  LEFT  ABOUT  FORTY  MINUTES  AGO  .  ”  his  eyes  flick  towards  the  blonde  ,  his  fingers  twisted  around  the  corners  of  the  old  leatherbound  textbook  that  he  was  currently  trying  to  decipher  what  this  old  guy  was  talking  about  .  but  he  didn’t  have  much  time  to  really think  when  a  battle-axe  was  thrown  in  front  of  him  .  eyes  flicked  between  the  weapon  &&  the  slayer  ,  oz  raised  an  eyebrow  ,  but  didn’t  say  anything  for  a  long  second  .  it  might  be  more  of  a  BLESSING  than  anything  ,  the  way  that  buffy  had  a  blatant  disrespect  for  giles’  collection  which  of  course  ,  willow  coveted  .  oz  closed  the  book  deftly  &&  shifted  in  his  seat  .  then  a  glance  back  towards  buffy  .  noticing  her  arm  was  cut  &&  bleeding  .  not  badly  but  it  STAINED  the  entire  library  with  iron  that  made  the  back  of  oz’s  throat  itch  .  

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