There was this entire verse about the couscous...

//As of now, I’m putting all my Buffyverse on hiatus. I don’t know for how long. I’m sorry to those that have been awaiting replies from me, but I just haven’t really been inspired to come on here and do replies.

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"Oh god Tara."

"Are you alright...?" She asked, her features returning to their human form. A small trickle of blood remained at the side of her lips, flowing slightly down to her chin. 

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Her head arched back into the pillow, Tara barely caught the sound of the door opening over the waves of pleasure soaking her senses at every turn. Turning her head slightly to its side, her blue eyes exposing themselves to the world once more, she froze upon seeing Shay. “…hey, sweetie…” She said, her body virtually frozen in the position it had taken on the bed. “…everything alright…?”

"Yeah… but sometimes ya can’t always get what ya want and it sucks."

"Not yer fault Tare-Bear."  He curled himself into the hug.

Tara couldn't help but feel like she should do more than just hug him. She didn't know what she could do, or who she could talk to, but the urge remained ever present, tugging at her brain by its seams. "Is...is t-there anything I can do...?"

Her head arched back into the pillow, Tara barely caught the sound of the door opening over the waves of pleasure soaking her senses at every turn. Turning her head slightly to its side, her blue eyes exposing themselves to the world once more, she froze upon seeing Shay. “…hey, sweetie…” She said, her body virtually frozen in the position it had taken on the bed. “…everything alright…?”

"You sure about that?" she murmured, pupils dilating with lust as she bit her lip. 

Her head arched back into the pillow, Tara barely caught the sound of the door opening over the waves of pleasure soaking her senses at every turn. Turning her head slightly to its side, her blue eyes exposing themselves to the world once more, she froze upon seeing Shay. “…hey, sweetie…” She said, her body virtually frozen in the position it had taken on the bed. “…everything alright…?”

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"Maybe it is…" Tara answered, her tone somewhat shy, even despite the large grin on her face. "…w-what are you going to do about it…?" 

"Depends on what you're thinking..." Tara retorted, smiling as she spoke. "...h-hopefully good things..." 

"I…I…" She stammered, trying desperately to start the sentence. "I…I remember what happened to my Mom..I w-w-was very y-young, when it happened…but…I…I t-think D-Daddy killed her…" 

"Tara…Your dad wasn’t ever a great guy, and from what I saw of him, he treated you like garbage. Even so, I’m having a hard time seeing him do something that drastic." She sighed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound judgemental. It’s not my place to make comment on someone I never knew. Please, say what you have to say-I’ll shut up." She felt crappy for interjecting so quickly, and she hoped that it hadn’t deterred Tara from talking to her. Clearly the woman had some skeletons in her closet that she had to deal with.

Tara felt immediately anxious, knowing that Buffy, thus far, wasn't believing her. Sighing, she nodded, and tried to continue with the memories, themselves hard to deal with in every regard. "I...I remember hearing t-them fighting...and t-there was a loud b-b-bang..." She went silent for a moment. "They t-t-told us she died by f-falling and hitting the b-bed-post...but I...I k-know he d-did it...he p-pushed her..." 

Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Season Five.