Galentine's Day: Anya picspam
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next_to_normalLast Galentine's Day post! Before I get into it, I want to say thank you to angearia for the Galentine's Day v-gift. Also, chaila wrote me FNL meta! Go read!
This picspam is formaharet83, who asked for Anya or Oz. In the spirit of celebrating the ladies, I went with my favorite Anya moments.
4.18: Where the Wild Things Are
ANYA: A year and a half ago, I could have eviscerated him with my thoughts. Now I can barely hurt his feelings. Things used to be so much simpler.
SPIKE: You know... you take the killing for granted. And then it's gone, and you're like, "I wish I'd appreciated it more." Stopped and smelled the corpses, you know?
ANYA: Yeah. Now everything's complicated.
SPIKE: It's a terrible thing, love is. I been there myself. It ended badly.
ANYA: Of course it did. It always does. Seen a thousand relationships. First there's the love, and sex, and then there's nothing left but the vengeance. That's how it works.
5.02: Real Me
ANYA: Oh, crap. Look at this! Now I'm burdened with a husband and several tiny pink children, more cash than I can reasonably manage...
XANDER: That means you're winning.
ANYA: Really?
XANDER: Yes. Cash equals good.
ANYA: Ooh! I'm so pleased. Can I trade in the children for more cash?
5.16: The Body
WILLOW: The way you behave-
ANYA: Nobody will tell me.
WILLOW: Because it's not okay for you to be asking these things!
ANYA: But I don't understand! I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. I mean, I knew her, and then she's - there's just a body, and I don't understand why she just can't get back in it and not be dead anymore. It's stupid. It's mortal and stupid. And, and Xander's crying and not talking, and, and I was having fruit punch, and I thought, well, Joyce will never have any more fruit punch ever, and she'll never have eggs, or yawn or brush her hair, not ever, and no one will explain to me why.
6.07: Once More, With Feeling
ANYA: I've got a theory! It could be bunnies!
TARA: I've got a-
ANYA: Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes!
They've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses!
And what's with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies!
Bunnies!
It must be bunnies!
...Or maybe midgets.
6.16: Hell's Bells
ANYA: Okay. For the last time. 'I, Anya, want to marry you, Xander, because I love you and I'll always love you. And... before I knew you, I was like a completely different person. Not even a person, really, and I had seen what love could do to people, and it was hurt and sadness. Alone was better. And then, suddenly there was you, and you knew me. You saw me, and it was this... thing. You make me feel safe and warm. So, I get it now. I finally get love, Xander. I really do.'
7.05: Selfless
ANYA: What would I have to do?
D'HOFFRYN: What you do best. Help wronged women punish evil men.
ANYA: Vengeance.
D'HOFFRYN: But only to those who deserve it.
ANYA: They all deserve it.
D'HOFFRYN: That's where I was going with that, yeah.
7.21: Empty Places
ANYA: Well, there was this other apocalypse, this one time, and... well, I took off. But this time, I don't... I don't know.
ANDREW: Well, what's different?
ANYA: Well, I guess I was kinda new to being around humans before. But now I've seen a lot more, gotten to know people, seen what they're capable of, and I guess I just realized how amazingly screwed-up they all are. I mean really, really screwed-up in a monumental fashion.
ANDREW: Oh.
ANYA: And they have no purpose that unites them, so they just drift around, blundering through life until they die, which they... they know is coming, yet every single one of them is surprised when it happens to them. They're incapable of thinking about what they want beyond the moment. They kill each other, which is clearly insane. And yet, here's the thing. When it's something that really matters, they fight. I mean, they're lame morons for fighting, but they do. They never... never quit. So I guess I will keep fighting, too.
angearia for the Galentine's Day v-gift. Also, chaila wrote me FNL meta! Go read!This picspam is for
maharet83, who asked for Anya or Oz. In the spirit of celebrating the ladies, I went with my favorite Anya moments.ANYA: A year and a half ago, I could have eviscerated him with my thoughts. Now I can barely hurt his feelings. Things used to be so much simpler.
SPIKE: You know... you take the killing for granted. And then it's gone, and you're like, "I wish I'd appreciated it more." Stopped and smelled the corpses, you know?
ANYA: Yeah. Now everything's complicated.
SPIKE: It's a terrible thing, love is. I been there myself. It ended badly.
ANYA: Of course it did. It always does. Seen a thousand relationships. First there's the love, and sex, and then there's nothing left but the vengeance. That's how it works.
5.02: Real Me
ANYA: Oh, crap. Look at this! Now I'm burdened with a husband and several tiny pink children, more cash than I can reasonably manage...
XANDER: That means you're winning.
ANYA: Really?
XANDER: Yes. Cash equals good.
ANYA: Ooh! I'm so pleased. Can I trade in the children for more cash?
5.16: The Body
WILLOW: The way you behave-
ANYA: Nobody will tell me.
WILLOW: Because it's not okay for you to be asking these things!
ANYA: But I don't understand! I don't understand how this all happens. How we go through this. I mean, I knew her, and then she's - there's just a body, and I don't understand why she just can't get back in it and not be dead anymore. It's stupid. It's mortal and stupid. And, and Xander's crying and not talking, and, and I was having fruit punch, and I thought, well, Joyce will never have any more fruit punch ever, and she'll never have eggs, or yawn or brush her hair, not ever, and no one will explain to me why.
6.07: Once More, With Feeling
ANYA: I've got a theory! It could be bunnies!
TARA: I've got a-
ANYA: Bunnies aren't just cute like everybody supposes!
They've got them hoppy legs and twitchy little noses!
And what's with all the carrots?
What do they need such good eyesight for anyway?
Bunnies!
Bunnies!
It must be bunnies!
...Or maybe midgets.
6.16: Hell's Bells
ANYA: Okay. For the last time. 'I, Anya, want to marry you, Xander, because I love you and I'll always love you. And... before I knew you, I was like a completely different person. Not even a person, really, and I had seen what love could do to people, and it was hurt and sadness. Alone was better. And then, suddenly there was you, and you knew me. You saw me, and it was this... thing. You make me feel safe and warm. So, I get it now. I finally get love, Xander. I really do.'
7.05: Selfless
ANYA: What would I have to do?
D'HOFFRYN: What you do best. Help wronged women punish evil men.
ANYA: Vengeance.
D'HOFFRYN: But only to those who deserve it.
ANYA: They all deserve it.
D'HOFFRYN: That's where I was going with that, yeah.
7.21: Empty Places
ANYA: Well, there was this other apocalypse, this one time, and... well, I took off. But this time, I don't... I don't know.
ANDREW: Well, what's different?
ANYA: Well, I guess I was kinda new to being around humans before. But now I've seen a lot more, gotten to know people, seen what they're capable of, and I guess I just realized how amazingly screwed-up they all are. I mean really, really screwed-up in a monumental fashion.
ANDREW: Oh.
ANYA: And they have no purpose that unites them, so they just drift around, blundering through life until they die, which they... they know is coming, yet every single one of them is surprised when it happens to them. They're incapable of thinking about what they want beyond the moment. They kill each other, which is clearly insane. And yet, here's the thing. When it's something that really matters, they fight. I mean, they're lame morons for fighting, but they do. They never... never quit. So I guess I will keep fighting, too.
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