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rubiesintherough​:

Clearly pleasantries and politeness hadn’t done much here. And Amara was becoming antsy… daylight wasn’t far away. Her window for finishing her work and vanishing before morning was growing slimmer and slimmer the longer she was distracted by this stranger. So, her tone shifted. Far less kind than before, less amicable. A sharpness replaced them both.    “ Truly, I have no interest in you… or, truly, anything you have to say. You’ve no idea what you are so carelessly sticking your nose into here and, unless you claim to be some sort of graveyard police, I fully advise you leave me to what I need to do, please and thank you. “ 

of course things just couldn’t be simple for one night. but, this was a different kind of weird for hope. monsters she could do. magic, werewolves and vampires were her normal. but, someone robbing a grave? that was weird to her. hope takes a breath, annoyance flickering over her features for a quick moment. “i’m not sure where you’re from but here, grave robbing is a crime. so, i suggest you stop while you’re ahead. for both of our sakes.” the last thing she wanted was to use a spell to knock the woman out.

#THREADS. / HOPE MIKAELSON. #rubiesintherough #OOC. / QUEUE.

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send me a topic to write a meta about my muse on

I might write anything from a paragraph to a whopping essay, but send me something you’ve noticed about my characterisation or just something you want to know about my muse and I will write what I can!

#OOC. / PROMPTS. #OOC. / QUEUE.

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seesgood​:

there’s only so long she can feign nonchalance before panic starts to settle in. and she’s getting damn near to the point where she can’t keep faking it. the thing is — he’s calm. unfazed. and she’s not really sure if that fares well for her or not. but judging by the panic twisting in her gut, she’s guessing it’s not the better alternative. her wrists pull again and she shifts as much as she’s able, swallowing. pleading won’t do her any good. goading him will only hasten the inevitable. so really, that only leaves one more option. distraction. and she’s good at that, right? it’s like stretching muscles she hasn’t used in ages. pushing herself back a couple years and letting instinct take over.  ❝ so you…you want her back, or what? ❞  her voice sounds shaky. but that’s okay, right? let him think her weak. let him think her scared. if it’ll buy her seconds on the minute — she’ll take it.  ❝ am i bargaining chip or just bait? ❞ or maybe she’s a message. collateral damage. 

now, that isn’t a question he’s ever been asked. does he want her back? in a way, dominic guesses he does. not in the, he loves her and misses her kind of way. more so in the, he wants to still have control over her life and over her. and he knows he’s losing that. that’s not something he can let happen. so, if murdering one of her friends gave that back to him, then so be it. he’d do it. it didn’t matter much to him. inhaling a small breath, his fingertips tap against the desk. ❝ you ask a lot of questions. ❞ a pause. ❝ that depends on aaliyah. if she decides to come alone, you’re just a bargaining chip. she stays here for awhile and you get to roam free. but, if she brings her brothers, then i’m gonna kill you. just to get the point across. ❞ dark hues lift to meet hers, shrugging. ❝ i’m sorry, caroline. ❞ he’s not. ❝ you’re just not terribly important to me or my job. ❞

#THREADS. / DOMINIC BECKETT. #seesgood #OOC. / QUEUE.

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this blog is officially an archive. you can find the new blog at the same user. 

#pinned.

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“ you can’t seem to take a hint. ” / from wilson , @selfishpolitics

meme i lost. || @selfishpolitics !

there’s  an  amused  look  on  her  features  at  his  words.     he’s  right  about  that,    at  least.     she  doesn’t  know  how  to  take  hints.     or  at  least,     she  decides  not  to  take  them.     especially  not  when  it  comes  to  her  finding  out  the  truth.     a  forced  smile  forms  on  her  features.      ❛     yeah,     i’ve  heard  that  before.     so,     i’m  assuming  you’re  saying  you  don’t  want  to  comment.     ❜

#ASK ANSWERED. / CRYSTAL SINCLAIR. #selfishpolitics #OOC. / QUEUE.

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ok hi i’ve decided i need a fresh start on this blog. so, i’m gonna work on moving. today i plan to work on my new docs and maybe officially moving. i’ll be removing some muses & adding my guinevere beck and my oc aaliyah moretti. 

#OOC. #PSA.

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the poppy war by rf kuang/ on earth we're briefly gorgeous by ocean vuong/ the sword of kaigen by m.l. wang/ vicious by v.e schwab/descendant of the crane by joan he

#CHARACTER STUDY. / ROSEMARY NORTH.

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deathless ♚ sentence meme

You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.

You are going to break your promise. I understand.

You’re lonely too.

It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.

I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.

I am your servant.

I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.

For you alone I will be weak.

I belong here, and you will not deny me.

I say these things, and the world listens.

I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.

In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.

I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.

I moved the earth and the water for you.

You will always run away with her.

You will always lose her.

You will always be a fool.

You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.

You have already done all of this and will do it again.

No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.

We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.

What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.

There need never be any rules between us.

Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.

Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.

I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.

Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.

I can’t abide a poor liar.

You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.

Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.

Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.

Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.

In his own country, Death can be kind.

What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?

Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.

I am no one; I am nothing.

Nothing in me was not made by you.

A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.

Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.

Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.

I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.

If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.

What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?

Don’t you dare speak to me like that.

I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.

I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.

I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.

I have learned to watch everything die.

I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.

Are we not devils?

No one is now what they were before the war.

I have not seen you without your skin on.

Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.

We obsess. It’s in our nature.

I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.

In war you must always choose sides.

If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.

We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.

My old bones will follow yours soon enough.

It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.

I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.

After love, no one is what they were before.

I have survived, but I have not been spared.

In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.

Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.

It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.

You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.

You will be so beautiful when you are old.

I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.

You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.

I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.

She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.

I still want to kiss you.

My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.

What happens to anything beautiful?

I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.

#OOC. / PROMPTS. #OOC. / QUEUE.

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hi i made a fear based elena gilbert. she’s a side blog to this account and she’s over on @fearhermind !

#!!

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send ◘ to grab my muse’s jaw, forcing them to look at yours.

#OOC. / PROMPTS. #OOC. / QUEUE.

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phoebe tonkin as gwen reed in bloom 

#VISAGE. / VICTORIA WILLIAMS. #OOC. / QUEUE. #very much modern day victoria.

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         there’s a content breath that leaves her lips when he hoists her further up his back, a grin forming on her lips. “hi.” placing her chin on his shoulder, kate allows a dramatic sigh to leave her lips. “babysitting, sadly. the parents have to go visit their parents for the night so they need their favorite babysitter. but, i got us some more - product so you can come over.”

@boundedbygrief​ asked : [ HOP ] from kate !

[ HOP ] - The sender suddenly hops onto the receiver’s back.

    Simon’s hand reached behind him when her felt her on his back. He  grabbed the back of Kate’s legs and and hoisted her up some move. “Hi there.” He said as he continued to walk down the hall. “So what’s on the agenda for today? I’m off work.”

#THREADS. / KATE SCHMIDT. #suckitpigg #i have no icons im sorry <3

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random emotional starters ( pt. 1 )

"i'm so happy you called."

"i can handle this. trust me."

"it'll look better once we decorate!"

"don't lie to me."

"i do what i have to do to keep us safe."

"i can fix this."

"why did you stay?"

"don't act like you don't know. i'm in love with you."

"i love you. have done ever since i first laid eyes on you. you don't have to feel the same way. just doesn't make any sense to bottle it up anymore."

"you ever think about what we might've been like? if things had gone differently for us?"

"no. shut up. don't say stuff like that. you can't! just... just stop."

"this is our home. i'm not leaving."

"i won't leave you behind."

"you're not alone anymore. you got me."

"why? i've hurt you so badly... why are you still helping me?"

"i'm not a machine! i can't just stop feeling the way i feel about you!"

"i love you."

"hey, woah... you're hurt!"

"who did this to you? tell me, and i can take care of it."

"i don't need you to take care of me."

"guys/girls/people like me don't get to be with guys/girls/people like you."

"this isn't a fairy tale. i don't need a crystal ball to see this won't end well for me."

"i'd move heaven and hell for you. regardless of how you feel in return."

"when i saw you in that hospital bed... i never want to see that again."

"hey... you're awake. want me to get a nurse?"

"don't be so stupid! acting like i wouldn't care, thinking you know me! you don't! it broke my heart seeing you hurt!"

"...we can't be together. you know that, right? you have to know that."

"i know we broke up, but we can still talk. right?"

"i never asked for any of this!"

"don't go. please, just... stay with me."

#OOC. / PROMPTS. #OOC. / QUEUE.

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Kate Schmidt in Fear Street Part 1: 1994 

#VISAGE. / KATE SCHMIDT. #another babe i love <3

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𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆.

roleplay ask memes for those muses who have history, for those muses who play the on & off again games, & for the ones that can't seem to stay.

i wish you would have never left.

couldn't we have figured it out?

all you had to do was stay!

don't look at me like that.

i loved you. i loved you so much, and you walked away!

don't pretend. don't pretend you care.

what are you doing here? i thought you'd be halfway home by now.

all these years later, i still can't walk away if you're crying.

did you miss me?

i needed you and you weren't there.

i want you back. i need you back.

you want me back?

don't say that. don't say it's over.

it's over. it has to be.

tell me you miss me.

i missed you.

i didn't miss you.

i waited, you know. i waited for you.

i didn't ask you to wait.

i don't want to do this, i don't want to keep playing this on & off game. you're either in, or you're out!

i'm in.

i'm out.

you came.

of course i came. you called.

i thought you probably had me blocked.

no, i was hoping you'd call, so i couldn't bring myself to block you.

this will never change will it?

#OOC. / PROMPTS. #OOC. / QUEUE.

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Fear Street Part One: 1994 (2021) dir. Leigh Janiak

#VISAGE. / NICK GOODE. #me adding another trash man? yes.

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Diana Silvers on The Hollywood Reporter

#VISAGE. / ELENA GILBERT. #OOC. / QUEUE.