#xsecondstringslayerx

[in-every-generation]

@xsecondstringslayerx​ liked this post for a starter (for Tara)

She knew how it all looked -- and it didn’t look good. She had, for lack of a better term, “borrowed” several dark magic texts from the magic shop. Texts that she now had opened all around her as she sat crossed-legged on her bed, reading up on the history of necromancy. Robespierre, it turned out, had actually been a necromancer. Why was it they never mentioned that in history class?

At the sound of her door opening, she had tried (unsuccessfully) to hide the texts...leading to the scene that had greeted her mother.

“So...uh...I can explain...”

[magaprima]

@xsecondstringslayerx​

Lilith didn’t ever curtail Adam’s more...devilish inclinations. If anything she encouraged them, delighting in his infernal naughty streak. But there were, however, certain limits, certain lines not to be crossed...and certain people they had to be more...considerate too. The group in Sunnydale, considering their history, their shared experiences, was one of them.

Lilith sighed, recognising the face on the other person all too well. It was the face of someone coming to ask her to fix something else Adam had done. 

“What, precisely, has he stolen now?”

[sacredslaycdd]

@xsecondstringslayerx is feeding me tonight with all the Tara content for the summers sisters && I am so happy rn. 🥺

P.s. She added Tara if y'all didn't know so 👉👉👉

[societysburdens]

@xsecondstringslayerx​ / crystal+kennedy.

usually sitting in the library was her only safe space from being able to feel other people’s emotions and hearing their thoughts. it was her quiet place, her home away from home, because everyone that came to the library came here for peace from their own world. but the woman sitting across the room from her had the loudest feelings. she was going through something but crystal couldn’t make it out. her empathy was running on high emotion and she couldn’t focus on her studies. she didn’t even realize that she was staring at the high-thinking woman.

[dhampirslays]

( @xsecondstringslayerx​ said;  ‘  things didn’t turn out the way i planned,  but i’m alright with that.  ’ ) ↳ KENNEDY & JO

❛  Well ― that’s a very. . . cryptic, answer if I ever know one. ❜  And extremely similar of the excuses she had to make growing up in order not to get grounded for bloody eternity, as Spike liked to put it. ❛  I thought you were living the dream life with Willow. What went side-ways? ❜

[storieswrittcnarch]

@xsecondstringslayerx​ sent “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” ( Kennedy to lara )

A tired yawn leaves her lips before she looks over at Kennedy whom she’s laying beside. A sheepish smile crosses her features, almost apologetic in nature. “I’m sorry, I must have been more tired than I thought.” Artifact hunting can indeed be exhausting.

[storieswrittcnarch]

@xsecondstringslayerx​ sent ❝ come back to bed,  it’s barely sunrise. ❞ ( faith to buffy )

​She’d had every intention of going on patrol before the sun rose but Faith is telling her to come back to bed and how can she resist when Faith looks at her like that? Besides, she rather enjoys being with Faith like this. Funny how they were enemies and now they’re like this - whatever this is.

“Alright, fine, but only because you asked so nicely.” Buffy teases before she’s dropping down on the bed to crawl closer to Faith and lean in for a kiss, easily closing the distance to connect their lips together.

[storieswrittcnarch]

@xsecondstringslayerx​ sent ❝ i brought you dinner. ❞ ( Maria to Diana )

It’s a surprise, really. Diana hadn’t even realized she was hungry until Maria walked in with food. Seems as if she’d gotten caught up in her work again - she tends to do that quite a lot. “Smells delicious. What is it?”