NotAFishName's profile picture. At least I didn't faint this time. @HellmouthChosen says my hair is stupid out of affection. [Mature/Graphic +21 RP] #BtVS #Loony #LlewellynFam

Oliver Pike

@NotAFishName

At least I didn't faint this time. @HellmouthChosen says my hair is stupid out of affection. [Mature/Graphic +21 RP] #BtVS #Loony #LlewellynFam

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Smiles at the quick kiss, "Let's watch the movie. I think we are to the Pit of Despair."

Looking up again, unable to hide the smile, "No duh." I lean up, pecking his lips.



"And we both know that you say that out of affection." Giving her a cheeky grin.

Glancing back up, "Your grin is stupid." Snuggling into his side, "Like your hair." Grinning to myself.



Grinning as she tried to argue but couldn't. Sometimes I could be pretty darn clever. Giving her a kiss on the forehead, "It will be fine. "

"But... I..." sighing, I decide not to push it. He's right, I know he's right and I can't argue with that. He just wanted us safe, like what I wanted. Laying my head back on his shoulder in defeat, "Okay."



"I am Team Whatever Will Keep Your Sister Safe. I am also Team Whatever Will Keep You Safe. Those are my teams. Can you accept that?"

Pouty lipped, "I plead the fifth." I lift my head to look up at him, brows narrowing, "Are you Team Buffy or Team Spike? Because it sounds like you agree with him." I know I'm being stubborn, but is Dawn in that much danger around me? She's my sister, not Spike's.



Just gave her the look that let her know that she was being stubborn. "Uh huh. How many times has she been kidnapped because of you being the Slayer?" Shrugging, "At least no one is going to look for her in a crypt."

"Hello? Slayer. I'm the safest person she could be with. I can protect her from those things." They're right, but I'm too stubborn to admit it. Sighing, "He looked after her for me once. Next thing I knew, Dawn was always hanging out at his crypt."



"Well, to be fair, you are a trouble magnet. You know with fighting demons, vampires, and the occasionally random hell dimension. I can see where he's coming from." Pausing, "How did she become friends with a vampire?"

Shrugging again. Spike was a complicated topic. "He's Dawn's friend. He watches after her sometimes, and I don't know. As much as I don't wanna trust him with her, I do. Sometimes I feel like he doesn't trust me with my own sister."



"I trust you. Glad I don't know. Yep." Nodding a few times. Squints, "If he's such a pain why do you deal with him at all?" I wasn't judging. Just trying to figure thing out.

"Trust me, you don't wanna know." I stare a stare that has seen things, then shudder it away. "Of course he does. He's Spike. He's an annoying pain in the patootie."



"Do I even want to know what they do to the kittens?" I could only imagine and none of the options where good. Raising a brow, "I don't know Spike well. Does he always cheat?"

"Yeah. Imagine my surprise when I found out. They also play for kittens." Pouting, "Those poor kitties." Shrugging, "Cheating. Spike. The usual."



"Wait! Demons play....Never mind. I don't know why I am even trying to put logic to this." Pausing for a moment, "Why? Did he lose or was someone cheating?" I at least understood that.

I'm glad he agrees, because I had no idea where to go with that. Weird was our way of life. "Yeah, toothpaste," nodding. "More, cinnamon-ey, but definitely toothpaste-y. It was this weird demon Spike brought over for a poker game. It got angry and slimed everyone."



"Sure. We'll go with that." Was not going to argue. Nope. Not at all. Gives her a confused look, "Toothpaste? Like minty or something like that?" That was beyond weird. What the hell?

"Okay, maybe we're not but we have a normal mentality." Blinking at myself, I run with it. "The last time I was slimed, it smelled a little like toothpaste. It was weird."



"We aren't exactly what you call normal. We fight evil fiends from beyond the grave. That's so not normal." "Bet it would also smell gross. Rather not find out."

"Absolutely. Normal people aren't that organized." Settling down and laying an arm across his stomach, "Deal. It's probably super hard to get out of clothes too."



"You think ironing jeans and color codes lists are signs of things demonic?" Shrugs, "Seems legit." "Let's just avoid anything that makes slime." Shudders while wrapping an arm around her to make sure she stayed close.

"Ew. Reminds me of the roommate I had college. She ironed her jeans. Turns out, she was a demon." Scootching over to snuggle up next to him, I lay my head on his shoulder, "No eels. I have my hands full with the things that go bump in the night."



"She had color coded lists. It was kind of scary actually." Nodding at her wisdom. "Let's not put that on your bucket list. Okay?" Did not need to fight eels. Nope.

"Good. You didn't need that negativity in your life. People who can't enjoy this movie are probably miserable, boring people." Brushing my hands off of crumbs, "Yeah, I guess. I mean, I've fought sword wielding guys. Never fought an eel."



"I had a boss once that refused to watch it. I don't know why. Her husband loved it. Did NOT stay at that job for long." Nodding once with a shrug, "So, it's kind of like a challenge?"

"It is. I think that's why everyone loves it. I've never met someone who doesn't like this movie. And if they did, I couldn't be friends with them." Munching on another few pieces of popcorn, "I don't know. They're creepy and not much creeps me out."



"That movie is the most quotable movie every." Nodding and moves closer to her as I grab a handful of popcorn, "Why the eels? I would think the sword fighting would be more you."

"Because Wesley is only /mostly/ dead." I press 'play' on the remote, then set it back down and grab the bowl of popcorn again and offer some to him, "My favorite part is the shrieking eels."



Thinks on the choices and I rub my side where she poked me, while mouthing ow. After a moment. "Princess Bride. I love Miracle Max. He's a riot."

I grin at his jab, then settle back and pull my legs up on the couch and sit Indian style. "No monsters, got it." Flipping through the movies on the TV, "Let's see... Venom? Boondock Saints? Ooh. Princess Bride?"



Snorts, "Sure. It was an 'accident'. I bet." At her question, I shrugs, "Nothing with vampires, werewolves, zombies, or killer slugs."

"I didn't fight anyone," laughing, "I promise. "I just kicked Alex Greely's Peter Pan hat off. Complete accident." Sets the popcorn bowl aside and grabs the remote, "What are feeling tonight?"



Just imagining her in a fairy costume on a harness bashing people with a toy wand. Starts snorting with laughter. Still trying to control my laughter, "If you want."

"No, I was. They actually had me harnessed in to fly. Good thing I had great reflexes even back then." Eats more popcorn, "Did you wanna watch a movie?"



Opens mouth and then closes it, "Something tells me that Wendy was afraid for her life in that play." Frowning, "I didn't even know we were watching a movie."

"No, I played Tinkerbell in my fourth grade play, so that makes me an expert." Pops a couple of popcorn into in my mouth and smiles. "So, why did we pick this movie and not Peter Pan?"



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