Head Shakes In Silent Conversation With Himself , Anger And Disappointment Having Been A Near Constant

head shakes in silent conversation with himself , anger and disappointment having been a near constant for the past six months . hasn't known a moment of peace since , might never again . ‘ it's true though , isn't it ? i know you think it too , don't lie to me . ’ it was his job to find the missing , bring them back home to safety where they belong . the inadequacy at failing to find his baby girl and bring her back weighing his mind down like a tonne of bricks . ‘ i can't find her , she's still out there somewhere , scared out of her mind , and i can't do anything about it . ’ cannot bring himself to look at her anymore , see the horror he feels mirrored in her eyes .

chest tightens at his words, and for a moment, the air around them feels too thick to breathe. she wants to reach out, to offer him the solance he so desperately needs, but her fingers remain frozen, trembling in her lap. his pain is nothing but a reflection fo her own, raw, bleeding, and always present. "mercer," she whispers as honeyed hues finally work up the courage to meet his gaze. but he won't look at her, he hasn't for weeks. "don't sa ythat," she finally continues, swallowing the lump in her throat. " baby, this is not your fault. it was never your fault. " the words sound empty even to her ears, and she wonders if either of them still believes it.

‘ you have no idea what you're talking about . ’ a warning , the only one she will receive from him . a half - hearted attempt to deter her from the path she is about to go down . does not like the way she looks at him , eyes alight with curiosity ; he cant help but want to snuff out .

for @assidvous , based on .

“ i know you won't hurt me . ” words are quiet , spoken without much conviction , and yet she holds their gaze , eyes wide and betraying something more dangerous than fear : curiosity . “ just talk to me . . . i want to understand . ”

regret sets in at a staggering pace , not one to be mean , it had taken a lot out of him to even put up the front in the first place . her words causing him to crack like an egg . ‘ you know it's only going to make it harder , right ? ’ he means when he inevitably leaves again , to go back to the city . continue his life . the reason for his return to their small town brief , exactly the way he likes it . every corner of the place holding memories he's spent long and hard trying to forget . though the sacrifice of the people he actually likes and has to leave behind never does get any easier . ‘ i didn't mean to be a dick though , ⸻ i mean technically i did but i thought i was doing us both a favour .. i don't wanna hurt you . ’

…                     ❝  i don't     ⸻     i don't know.  ❞ ripley admitted, voice soft but firm, arms crossed and a stubborn tilt to her chin as she spoke. ❝  i know i should have walked away the first time you pushed me away . . . i guess i've just been through fucking worse than your walls. i don't scare easily.  ❞ she let out a small, humorless laugh. this might all be foolish, but she just couldn't let go of him just yet. ❝  or i don't know     ⸻     maybe i'm just a fucking masochist, 'cause i like the way you make me feel. isn't that what we all want, just feel something ?  ❞

blush that creeps across delicate cheeks is telltale , tinging them pink with the simplest of compliments . her own body betraying her so easily when he's around it scares even her sometimes . ‘ two hundred plus years roaming around this place and you couldn't spring for some acting classes ? ’ amusement coats her words as she speaks , kicking the covers off over her legs so she can move closer . nights like these , with no patrol and minimum slayer duties are rare , reminding her of a time before prophesies and near constant death . barely remembers what it's like to be a normal girl as opposed to the chosen one , how ironic that the vampire in her bedroom would . ‘ didn't think you'd come over tonight , ⸻ i know how much you like to be out there when i'm not . ’ teases softly , getting on her knees beside him , as he takes off his boots . skin cool to the touch , smooth under her hands as she puts them on either side of his face , looking down into his blue eyes . ‘ no slayer things on the agenda tonight but theres plenty of other stuff we can practice . . . ’ delicate laughter follows as she leans down , crushing a kiss to his lips .

legs swing over the entrance to her window , always expecting to feel some form of barrier but he never does . long ago had silver began to invite him into her home , into her bed --- there was never a wall of force to bounce back upon . " you look nice . " it's her same usual get up , short night game that drapes over her so gently and all he can do is think about the warmth of her skin , how fucking alive she made him feel again . " oh , you want to practice . get all romeo and juliet about it , you can stab me and i'll play dead . " the blonde jokes , making a comical and poorly acted dead face for a moment tongue hanging out before he snaps back . " unconvincing ? " stepping further into her room , the man moves over to the edge of her bed and begins to untie his boots . " my love , i always miss you . "

This has been on my mind for long but I’m gonna do this - please reblog this if you’re comfortable with pre-establishing relationships. I do not mean “met at the grocery store two weeks ago” or “have a common friend”, but rather stuff like “have been best friends since kindergrden”, “go for a beer every friday”, “friends with benefits”, “dated in highschool”, “hate each other’s guts because -insert reason-”  etc. Something meaningful (but not necessarily shippy) and I mean with muns/characters you have not interacted with, because I cannot believe I am the only one who prefers jumping right into the heart of the human interaction.

‘ it's fine , i'm fine ... ’ waves her off , as he blinks to try and focus , pain radiating from his eye . ‘ if i get my hands on him though i'm gonna beat the shit out of him . ’ he laughs it off , just as soon as he manages to see properly again . ‘ what kind of pussy sucker punches a guy like that ? ’ complaint accompanied by a note to his future self ; next time stay the fuck out of it .

“ — Nevermind that, he hit you pretty hard there.” A pause as she leaned closer to inspect it better. “That’s definitely going to bruise.”