#prcphesiedhope

but   he   finds   her   now.   he   is   guided,   through   clues   and   snitches   of   where   she   is.   just   that,   when   he   gets   to   the   threshold   of   the   place,   he   can't   get   in.   "Faith?"   he   calls   out   loud.   a   frown   on   forever   youthful   features   before   glancing   around   from   where   he   can   see.   and   the   one   he   finds   there,   isn't   faith.   though   he   can't   help   but   notice   some   resemblance.   "uh.   .   .where's   faith   lehane?   i'm   a,   old   friend   of   hers."   if   you   could   call   him   that   anymore.   "been   a   while   since   I   saw   her.   heard   she   was   here."

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                "Yeah, and that’s great and all but I’d love to not cross Buffy’s chow line and I kinda think training her baby sis behind her back qualifies.”

"oh   no,   sweetie,   killin'   you   would   be   a   waste   of   youth.   such   pretty   looks."   clear   gaze   sets   on   the   young   woman.   she   is   curious,   she   is   amused.   curve   lips   as   the   vampire   toys   around   with   a   trinket,   as   if   it   would   hold   her   interest.   "you   see,   once   you   are   as   old   as   I   am,   you   pick   up   a   few   things.   mannerisms,   clothes,   lovers   and   then.   .   .scents."   she   points   out,   it's   familiar,   she   knows   it   well.   "and   you,   sweetie.   smell   like   my   boy.   but   you   are   not   like   me.   like   us.   so,   how   about   you   be   a   good   girl,   sit   down,   and   chat?   unless   you   prefer   to   jump   to   the   stake   part."

(   RE:   the taylor swift meme.     ⸺⸺         PROMPT:    ‘don’t call me kid’       @prcphesiedhope​.

I don’t even know how long we’ve known each other for by now, but like, I’ve always enjoyed writing with you so much. Your OCs are always so incredible and well thought out and you never half ass them. Which is what makes it so enjoyable to create stories with them. I’m honestly so glad we ran into each other again and that you let me drag you over to here. You’re so creative and lovely and just so amazing overall. I’m always happy to get to interact with you.

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"aren't   you   bittersweet?   daddy's   scent   and   that   of   a   slayer.   such   oddness,   it   makes   my   tummy   all   wrong."   the   vampire   is   all   over   the   place,   she   had   felt   the   stars,   eighteen   years   ago,   something   wicked   coming,   it   was   odd,   but   her   mind   had   not   been   able   to   grasp   what   it   had   been.   but   now   she   can.   same   feeling   she   felt   then,   sometimes   drusilla   just   knew   things,   no   reason   behind   that   knowledge   but   the   way   her   mind   worked.   she   looms   and   she   walks   around,   watching   her.   sudden   movement   as   the   vampire   leans   and   takes   on   her   scent.   "yes,   just   like   my   sweet   angel.   sisters,   you   and   I!   at   last,   he   gets   two   princesses."   sweet,   all   too   sweet.   but   where   is   her   angel?   piercing   blue   eyes   look   back   into   the   slayer   before   her.   "naughty   naughty.   the   dark   slayer   and   the   champion   in   messy   sheets.   but   the   result   is   so   sweet."