I’ve been alive a bit longer than you. And dead a lot longer than that. I’ve seen things you couldn’t imagine. And done things I’d prefer you didn’t. Don’t exactly have a reputation for being a thinker. I follow my blood, which doesn’t exactly rush in the direction of my brain. So I make a lot of mistakes. A lot of wrong bloody calls. A hundred plus years. And there’s only one thing I’ve ever been sure of. You. Hey, look at me. I’m not asking you for anything. When I say I love you, it’s not because I want you. Or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness, and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand, with perfect clarity, exactly what you are. You’re a hell of a woman. You’re the one, Buffy.

Buffy The Vampire Slayer  — season 7.

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER | S7E18: Dirty Girls.

script to screen: s7e20 | touched
written by: rebecca rand kirshner

like a prayer you don’t expect an answer, though you ask for one

take up arms, take my hand, let us waltz for the dead.

(requested by everything-she-did-was-so-human) 

E v e r y night I save you.

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_{“Oh, Principal Wood,” she’ll gasp, “I love your lack of wicked energy.” (7x14)}

Force won’t get it done. You gotta work from the inside.

Why does a man do what he mustn’t? For her. To be hers. 

Make me chose meme ♡ communderlexa  asked spuffy, fuffy or bangel

But I want you to know I did save you. Not when it counted, of course, but, after that. Every night after that. I’d see it all again… I do something different. Faster or more clever, you know? Dozens of times, lots of different ways… Every night I save you. 

E v e r y night I save you.

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