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Anybody willing to clue me into the best Faith/Buffy fics out there? I wanna read it, but shifting through femslash for quality works is tough.

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Buffyverse + Ships + Aesthetics: Fuffy

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I  s w e a r  f e a l t y  t o  y o u  …

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Happy Valentines Day

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look at you. (insp)

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       clexa kiss + details.

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Lexa chases Clarke’s mouth for a split second before she realizes Clarke has pulled away. 

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Now I guess we get to hang out together forever.

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I found the sky and lost the ground…with you.

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I found the sky and lost the ground…with you.

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There really needs to be more Knight!Riza and Princess!Winry art out there.

I mean just look at how great they are???

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Clexa song meme: 

Art of War - We the Kings

↳ requested by @reshopgoufa - (send me a song)

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gmw bingo

square filled: riley x maya

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some random yumikuri’s idk

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“I feel like she was the one for her.”

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Drabble prompt: Tara/Willow, #34? :)

Thank you! I’m excited to write this pairing. (Somehow I haven’t yet!) This is set between season 5 and 6. Not the traditional 100-word drabble, as I’m interpreting that as a ficlet instead. 

Willow slipped her hand into Tara’s as they walked home from the Bronze. They had had a pleasant enough summer evening. The music had been enjoyable, the company acceptable even if Buffy’s absence left a painful gap in the group. 

The balminess of the night and the buzz from the rum and cokes she’d had left Willow warm, content. She glanced over at her girlfriend, finding Tara’s gaze on her, her lips curved in a sensuous smile. Willow felt another kind of electricity in her veins, wholly unrelated to alcohol or spells. 

As they walked up to door, Willow couldn’t resist shooting another look at her love. The longing in Tara’s eyes nearly did her in. “If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to the bed.” 

A couple hours later, they lay in their bed, their sweaty, naked limbs entwined. Willow lifted her head from where it was resting on Tara’s chest. “Who’s the vixen now?”

Tara smiled, brushing Willow’s red locks out of her face.