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hopefully this isn't too annoying but i'm tagging all the people who expressed interest in the initial post. hopefully it lives up to your expectations from like two years ago lol. also thank you to @explosionshark for beta reading this. you should check out her fics too, they're really fucking good. also @transroboteeveegirl and @juanabaloo were both really encouraging and helpful!

the difference here will always kill me . like

in consequences faith is proud of buffy, she's hungry for the anger that she knows is deep down there, because she knows that buffy is just like her

Leave me a prompt and a ship and I will write a five-sentence ficlet off it. 

Shoutout to @fat-fem-and-asian for getting this list together, and to @scealaiscoite for providing most of these awesome prompts. 

“It wasn’t my choice to make.”

“I’m just getting comfortable.”

“Stop being a fucking prick.” 

“is this okay?”

“my mother adores you.”

“Does he make you feel like this?“ 

“Tell me again.”

“Stop distracting me.” 

“I’ll take care of it" 

“you don’t have to pretend to be alright. ”

“Get the fuck out of my life." 

“i feel like shit.” “you look like it, too.”

“is that a challenge?”

“go with the black one”

"you know what you’re doing”

“we shouldn’t be doing this. not here.”

“i was so worried." 

“did you miss me?”

“you seemed a little off on the phone." 

“all the clothes you own, and you still insist on wearing mine.” 

"of course i liked you.”

“i thought we were past this.”

“how bad is it?”

“don’t tell them, but i like your ideas the most.”

“look at me." 

"we should take a break." 

"you need some real food.”

"go back to sleep." 

"its your fault, you know i hate horror movies!" 

“god, close the curtains- i think i’m being blinded.”

"what makes you think i need a partner to be happy?”

“do you ever regret it?”

“can i ask you something?”

 "don’t ask me that.“

 "i wish i had an answer for you…" 

"You need me.”

//getting turned on by the other’s jealousy//

// when one is watching a movie and the other silently sits down to tune in//

//discovering common interests//

//eye contact across a crowded room//

//looking at their lips as they talk// 

//talking late into the night//

//counting their freckles//

//vacation prompt - — becoming more outwardly affectionate with one another, no one knows them here//

Buffy wondered sometimes if everybody else in the world had forgotten that she put a knife in Faith's gut, that it was her fault Faith had been comatose since the night before graduation. If Faith could just wake up, she'd at least know that one other person remembered to hold it against her.

As was, though, Xander and Willow were too comfortable making jokes about how good it was Faith was out of commission now.

"It's not funny. You didn't--you haven't seen her."

Faith Lehane never had a chance.

Put yourself, if you will, in Faith Lehane’s shoes. You are seventeen years old. You have no friends, and in fact never seem to have had any. You grew up poor, neglected, and physically abused by your mother. Said mother dies when you are still a child, but you are taken under your wing by another woman: your Watcher, who reveals to you that you are a Chosen One - granted the power to fight vampires, demons, and the forces of darkness. She then also dies; violently murdered in front of you. 

So you move across the country to another town, where you meet someone just like you. Like, freakily like you. As if you are her mirror image somehow. She is exactly like you, except she has friends, a loving mother, a living Watcher, and a warm three-bedroomed home to return to every night. You have none of these. You live in a run-down motel that you can’t afford. You have to feed, house and clothe yourself, and none of the adults in your friend’s life make any attempt to rectify this situation, including the one that’s meant to be acting as your Watcher. Again, you are seventeen years old.

But you carry on. You become good friends with this mirror-girl. Perhaps you even have a bit of a crush on her. You think you are inseparable, until you find out she has been secretly keeping her ex-boyfriend in a mansion. At the same time, you get another new Watcher who promises to take care of you, and you start to look up to her. Then she betrays and tries to kill you. And then dies. You spend Christmas Eve with this girl, but again she disappears to look after her ex who’s trying to kill himself. You carry on getting closer with her, finally feeling in tune with another human being who’s coming around to your way of thinking. Then a strange man basically runs into your stake and, oops, you’ve taken a life and might be facing manslaughter charges. It feels like everything in your life other than your freedom has already been denied you, and now you might lose that as well.

What I’m saying is: you wouldn’t have reacted that great either.