BUFFYCORE. a collection of random dialogue spoken by buffy and the scooby gang. some nsfw themes and strong language ahead. change verbiage and pronouns as needed. (send + reverse if desired.)
when the apocalypse calls, beep me.
i'm not acting out. i'm a witch.
your brain isn't connected to your mouth, is it?
you got any of those little marshmallows?
occasionally, i'm callous and strange.
i laugh in the face of danger. then i hide until it goes away.
i'm so evil and skanky. and i think i'm kinda gay.
isn't it crazy how slaying just always makes you hungry and horny?
yeah, i could do that. but i'm paralyzed with not caring very much.
we saved the world. i say we party.
i'm afraid we have a slight apocalypse.
i've seen honest faces. they usually come attached to liars.
you're not special. you're extraordinary.
maybe i'm not evil. but i don't think i can be good.
oh god, we're gonna die, aren't we?
were you planning on killing a bunch of people tomorrow?
i can be surrounded by people and be completely alone.
i'm the thing that monsters have nightmares about.
then we'll die together. it's romantic.
i may be love's bitch, but at least i'm man enough to admit it.
and remember, if you hurt her, i will beat you to death with a shovel.
she irons her jeans. she's evil.
we can drop a piano on her! it always works for that creepy cartoon rabbit.
you can't fire me. i'm vision girl.
can you just be kissing me now?
we don't need the law. we are the law.
it hurts so much. every day it's like a giant hole and it's not getting better.
i used to tell the truth all the time when i was evil.
embrace the pain, spank your inner moppet. whatever. just get over it.
the road to redemption is a rocky path.
when we're apart, it's easier. it hurts everyday. but i live with it.
as long as you don't go scratching at me or humpin my leg, we're five-by-five, you know?
excuse me, who gave you permission to exist?
thank god we're hot chicks with superpowers.
it doesn't matter what kinda vibe you get off a person. nine times out of ten, the face they're showing you is not the real one.
what can i tell you, baby? i've always been bad.
like a carebear with fangs?
i just want you to have some kind of normal life. we can never have that.
to forgive is an act of compassion, __. it's not done because people deserve it.
trust has to be built again on both sides.
am i real? am i anything?
what is your childhood trauma?!
all i know is that the fate of the entire world rests on ... did you eat all the jellies?