#sunnydalescoobiies ; xander

[thatslayer]

Send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse.

"Mistletoe. Nice. You expectin' somebody else to show tonight? Or are you gonna stop makin' puppy eyes at me and do something about it?"

@sunnydalescoobiies ; Xander

[thatslayer]

"Right." Not that she expected it to go any differently. Never did. She can't even feign surprise or outrage, just slowly stands out of her crouch beside a body that doesn't look entirely human. Not that it's species makes any difference to her. Whatever the hell this thing was, something tells her it didn't deserve what happened, here. She's giving this poor bastard the focus she refuses to give Harris, because fuck that guy, that's why. Looks like more than just a hunt or a slay gone wrong, but in this light she can't quite tell if what she's seeing are bite or claw marks. "Love that I'm gettin' attitude from Ordinary Guy. Couldn't give an entire doodle what you think, but thanks for that. Do me a solid and get off my ass, Harris. You wanna help so bad? Leave."

@sunnydalescoobiies

† ―――― " would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time ? " // for Caroline or Xander / asked by @thatslayer.

† ―――― AT THIS POINT XANDER DIDN'T KNOW WHAT TO BELIEVE. he thought faith had left a life of crime behind and in the dust but here she was, demonstrating to him that maybe she wasn't all that far gone from that kind of lifestyle. what had happened? did she get caught up with the wrong kind of people again or should he have been a better friend to her? he always put the blame on himself for these kind of things, mostly because his only 'superpower' is being able to see things that other people can't and he can't even do that right. xander looked away, his gaze glued to the ground below his feet as he processed the scenery that he was forced to take in. he looks back up to meet her expression of concern. “ next you're going to tell me the dog ate your homework or that you're just holding onto it for a friend ? kinda heard it all before, faith, and some of it from you. now, why don't you tell me what went down here ? it's not too late, i can help you. i'm not giving up a second time [ .... ] ” he insisted, placing his hands out in plain view so she could see he meant her no harm.

[giftedeath]

@sunnydalescoobiies / @crownedhopelesss [ 𝐰𝐡𝐲 ] : sender has just asked receiver "why don't you love me". / from spike (oops)

buffy  does  love  him  ,  she  loves  him  and  that’s  the  problem.  even  admitting  it  to  herself  ,  within  the  confines  of  her  own  mind  …  feels  wrong.  there  would  be  no  punishment  sufficient  enough  to  truly  repent  for  how  wrong  it  really  is.  she  was  buffy  ,  after  all.  saint  buffy  ,  who  could  do  no  wrong  ,  and  when  buffy  loved  something  ,  well  that  was  punishment  enough  ,  wasn’t  it  ?  they  all  left  in  the  end  anyways.  so  really  ,  this  was  for  his  own  good.

❛  you  already  know  why.  ❜  and  a  small  sigh  escapes  her  ,  as  if  they  had  had  this  conversation  over  and  over  again.  as  if  it  was  a  redundant  topic  ,  when  in  reality  -  buffy  avoided  it  like  the  plague.  she  loved  him  and  she  hated  herself  for  it.  but  sometimes  ,  she  couldn’t  even  really  tell  if  what  this  was  …  was  truly  love.  it  wasn’t  like  angel  ,  riley  ,  or  even  scott  or  parker.  she  gave  herself  to  him  ,  over  and  over  again  because  it  felt  good.  she  felt  loved.  masks  came  off  ,  and  performances  ended.  she  had  run  from  his  love  for  so  long  ,  and  now  that  she  had  welcomed  it  -  in  her  own  twisted  way  ,  she  was  left  with  this  overwhelming  feeling  of  guilt.  what  would  giles  say  ,  what  would  xander  and  willow  think.  ❛  besides  —  ❜  she  starts,  turning  to  him  with  a  laugh  that  was  meant  to  convey  a  ‘  don’t  be  so  ridiculous  ’  ❛  you  don’t  even  love  me  ,  this  isn’t  love.  neither  of  us  are  really  capable  of  that  any  more.  ❜  and  maybe  that  was  why  it  worked  so  well  ,  or  maybe  it  was  just  what  she  told  herself.

[little-miss-buffy]

Closed starter for @sunnydalescoobiies for Dawn.

Buffy and Xander sat with Willow at the dining room table as she traced the camera found on Buffy's lawn. Buffy's head was still reeling that the Trio was spying on her. What was even more shocking was that when Willow tapped into the camera source, she found out that there were cameras all over town, mostly where the Scoobies hung out.

"I think I got the Magic Box- Whoa!" Willow suddenly cut herself off by what she saw on the screen. Xander moved around the table to look at the screen and Buffy followed. "Wait, Xander, no," why was Willow trying to stop him. "Oh, God...." Buffy saw her friend's reaction before she saw what was on the screen, and when she did, she felt her stomach drop as she recognized the two people having sex on a table in the Magic Box.

Spike and....Anya!?

Buffy's face began to burn and air started whooshing in her ears. She wanted to look away, but she remained frozen in shock. Yes, she'd told Spike to move on, but she didn't expect to him to move on so soon. Especially with a friend of hers. And she DEFINITELY didn't expect to be watching it. Watching them kiss or walk around town all happy was one thing, but watching them have sex? Watching him kiss her, touch her, and- it hurt. She felt like someone was shoving an ice pick through her heart and her stomach dropped again.

She could barely hear Dawn as she entered the room, nor could she find the words to tell her sister to look away. She couldn't even hear what Xander was saying and he was standing next to her.

"Buffy?"

Willow's voice pulled her out of her reverie and she was finally able to move. "That's enough," Buffy said, moreso to herself than everyone else. She needed to be outside. She needed air. She went through the kitchen and into the backyard and then sat down in a lawn chair, trying to keep from crying. She refused to shed any tears over Spike.

[thatslayer]

starter call for xander

"Not gonna lie, your right hook's packin' some heat. Got some righteous rage going on, there. I mean, your pun game could use some work, but I'd say it's an improvement."

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[little-miss-buffy]

Buffy hadn't been the best sister since coming back from....well, back from being dead. She was barely around and when she was around, she wasn't even there mentally. It didn't exactly help things that she'd locked Dawn in the basement with Willow and Xander to get eaten by a demon. Now, Buffy was doing everything she could to make it up to Dawn with movie nights, board games, even took her to the Bronze a few times.

But, as she listed off things to do tonight, she could see that Dawn wasn't interested. Oh, God! I'm cramping her teenage style! She inwardly freaked out. I'm the uncool mom who tries too hard! When did this happen!? But, that didn't compare to what Dawn actually wanted. She wanted to patrol. Buffy's stomach dropped when she asked. She was even buttering her up. But, Buffy wasn't having it. Dawn had been through enough.

"That's a great idea," Buffy said to her sister. "And then later we can have a raging kegger and invite over some strangers to give you candy and lots and lots of beer." In other words, no. Hard no.

@sunnydalescoobiies

BUFFY HAS BEEN OVERBEARING SINCE HER BIRTHDAY BUT, ISN'T THAT WHAT DAWN WANTED? careful what you wish for, i suppose. dawn was grateful that buffy had been going out of her way to spend more time with her but it's become to the point where she hasn't gotten a moment's peace to herself. it's mostly been movie nights or a mini shopping trip or a board game after dinner but what dawn wanted the most from her older sister is to spend time with her. not buffy spend time with her. dawn knew it didn't make much sense but she wanted to do the things her big sister did... like patrolling and learning to protect herself. she's felt like a burden all her life and she felt it was time she learned to become useful.

DAWN LET @little-miss-buffy GO ON HER LIST OF THINGS THEY COULD DO TOGETHER AND SHE SIGHED DEEPLY WHEN SHE WAS FINISHED. “ buffy.... buffy, stop. those things sound fun and it's great and i appreciate the change but... i want to spend time with you [ .... ] ” she began stating, looking down meekly then back up at her sister. “ i want to patrol, with you. i want to learn, i have to ” she insisted and her voice made it obvious she wasn't going to take no for an answer ( or, at least, not without an argument ). “ you'll be with me the whole time and i-i think it'll be really good for me to learn so i know how to fight. and who better to learn from then my big sister who happens to be the vampire slayer ? no one, that's who !! ”

[thatslayer]

Xander fucking Harris, ladies and gentlemen. The manic is palpable, and she almost feels bad for him in situations like this. Chuckles, but it's as stifled as she can manage, "Right. So, how about you back up off me, then?" which, that's kind of a stellar question because something's clearly been up with him ever since faith rejoined the team --- which she's currently regretting, thank you so very much. Mostly because whatever's up with Xander, she's right there with him and it's beyond disturbing to be revisiting this... whatever it is. After all these years, after everything that went so fricking wrong with them. She hasn't let him this close to her, yet, because he's not wrong --- she could've killed him that night. Would have, if Angel hadn't stepped in. Not that he's exactly blameless, here. Had all the time in the world to brag to his little buddies about banging a girl who's number he apparently lost the second he got what he wanted out of her. Never even saw his face again, one-on-one, until he showed up on her doorstep, calling her a murderer like it was some kind of fucking pickup line. She knows, though, as messed up as that is, as bad as it felt, that's just how guys are and that's not a good excuse for anything she did back in the day. No excuse. Anyone to show up that night would've had the shit beat out of them, she can't pretend anyone deserves that. Faith rolls her eyes, mumbles, "Sorry." and reaches up to take hold of the mistletoe and pluck it off the ceiling, "For what it's worth, you know?" it's about time she apologized to him for that, and maybe this isn't the time or place for that but it's gotta happen, sooner rather than later. But his puppy eyes and invading her space crap has got to stop, and he's gotta know that, "Just... give it a rest, okay? The mixed-signals thing is kinda felt up."

†  ――――        XANDER  WAS  PARALYZED  WHERE  HE  STOOD.  it  wasn't  planned,  he  swears  it!!  he  just  happened  to  stop  walking  right  under  the  mistletoe  to  drink  some  of  his  nog  and  then  faith  bumps  into  him.  the  perfect  storm.  he  swallowed  thickly  out  of  nervousness,  chuckling  awkwardly  as  he  peered  up  at  the  mistletoe  dangling  above  them  and  then  meets  faith's  dark  gaze  once  again.  something  about  her  eyes   [   ....   ]     ❛      heh   —   i  mean,  i'd  love  to  and  i  want  to  but,  uh,  last  time  we  made  with  the  smoochies,  it  didn't  exactly  turn  out  well  for  my  windpipe  and  i  kinda  need  that  to  do  the  speaking  thing       ❜     xander,  you're  still  not  doing  the  'speaking  thing'  very  well. 

[thatslayer]

He talks a lot. More than most people. Hard not to find it a little entertaining. Faith doesn't bother interrupting because she's known Harris long enough to know it's best just to let him chatter himself out. She rolls her shoulders and gently taps focus mitts together like a boxer waiting on the bell then turns both mitts out so the targets face Xander as soon as his ramble seems to find a pause point, "Dude, focus. At least, like, pretend to take this seriously, okay? C'mon. I've seen you naked, I know you got muscles, so let's learn to use 'em. Try to aim this time."

† ―――― A BLUSH APPEARED ON XANDER'S CHEEKBONES AT FAITH'S COMPLIMENT. he never thought he'd see the day. “ hey, thanks. i've been practicin' on this dummy giles has. gotta be prepared for anything ” he replied and then frowned at her next words. “ hey, i happen to be the master of puns !! a pun-aster, if you will ” he shot back but he knew that was horrible at best. he shrugged, “ you know, it's not fair because slayers are born with a natural ability to kick ass, not just by fists but with puns too and that gives you an unfair advantage, faith. i'm tellin' ya, this is rigged. ”