#* ( jeremydied. )

[little-miss-buffy]

Closed starter for @jeremydied

It had been three years since Buffy and Willow had awakened all the potential slayers into actual slayers. Buffy thought that she could finally retire, but unfortunately, even though it wasn't on a Hellmouth, Mystic Falls aka East Coast Sunnydale had its fair share of Hellmouth-y activity. Needless to say that her slayer days were far from over and she was once again having to sneak in and out of the house.

Buffy did her best to keep this part of her life from Jenna, Elena, and Jeremy and so far she'd been successful. If they knew, they would automatically be dragged into this life and she didn’t want that for them. Especially not for Elena and Jeremy. They were still in high school. She didn't want then to be worrying about vampires crashing Parent-Teacher night, swim team monsters, or devil dogs at the prom.

Tonight, however, Buffy was not as stealthy sneaking back inside. She lost her footing outside twice, once outside Elena's bedroom window and then again outside Jeremy's and yet somehow, she managed not to fall. But, then she had a little trouble getting her own window open and when she finally did, it was loud and clunky. Then, somehow, she managed to fall through the window, loudly hitting the floor. She heard hurried footsteps outside the door and then it swung open. Crap.

"Jeremy.....hi."

[stonedgilbert]

@jeremydied​ , buffoonery starter call.

“And now that my thirst and hunger are dealt with, I have to deal with the wrath of God.”

[little-elena]

“What if my best self is a cunt that can’t wake up before noon?”

𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

"Well, it's not ideal-" Elena teased, She knows, because her depressive phases have her bed ridden for much longer than that.

"But as long as you get out of bed, you've already accomplished a lot. I know how hard that can be Jer. I meant what I said. Your best is good enough. Somedays that will look different than others. Somedays your best will be just surviving, and that's ok too Jer. It just means we get to celebrate the days where you tackle all the little victories... like waking up before noon."

[applesdrowneda]

coming  tenants  are  always  a  hit  or  miss  with  chad.  sometimes   he  tolerates  them  for  their  possible  benefits  to  him.  an  example  would  be  families  who  keep  the  fridge  stocked  with  what  chad  deems  worthy  of  of  the  house  invasion.  it  is  usually  the  organics,  decent  backing  supplies,  &  of  course  white  wine.  those  people  he  lets  stay.  anyone  else  depending  on  the  day  could  become  another  member  of  chads  eternal  damnation.  trespassers,  however,  were  an  instant  no  no,  if  they  came  here  for  a  little  mystery  joy  ride.   ❝  just  because  it’s  vacant  of  people,  doesn’t  mean  it  doesn’t  belong  to  anyone.   ❞   chad  leans  against  the  stair  banister,  glass  in  hand,  starting  at  the  intruder.  ❝  this  is  my  house,  and  you  honey,  are  trespassing.   ❞

@jeremydied liked for a starter !

[littlebennettbitch]

@jeremydied | continued from here.

Her smile faltered a little at the apology. The fact that he felt the need to - it hurt something in Bonnie's heart to see it. It was a miracle, to see him again. They had lost so much over the years, she had lost so much over the years. To have Jeremy back was precious. Something she would not take for granted, not when they both knew loss so intimately. He was far too important to her to ever push away for any reason. "You have nothing to be sorry about, Jer." Again, she reached out to softly, quickly clasp his hand. "Nothing," she repeated.

[touchedbydestiny]

@jeremydied liked the starter call for amara

        amara has no idea if she ever felt something like this, something so similar to … what exactly? her? her situation? her entire being? and yet, amara also recognized something else. something very alluring. death. strange, she had always imagined death differently. formless. weightless. exalted over everything.

       this, however, was a person. or at least looked like a person. an ordinary person. someone from around the corner. perhaps, she fears, she is losing her mind again. and yet she had to try.

       it was one of the few times amara reached out her hand and voluntarily touched someone. perhaps she had hoped that touching his arm would result in something (like it does when spirits want to pass through her). preferably being sucked away into oblivion. but nothing seemed to happen. her brown eyes looked up at the man, confusion in her eyes.

       "why doesn't it work?"

[crownedhopelesss]

“i could’t stop thinking about you all day.” for sammy

THOSE WERE WORDS SAMMY wasn't expecting to come out jeremy's mouth. they were close; they worked alongside together and have formed a friendship that was unbreakable. and sammy couldn't lie... jeremy was an attractive man ( or whatever he may be but she didn't judge ) and she loved every moment she had shared with him. but... this ? she didn't think jeremy thought of her in that way. she turned where she stood with an expression of shock painted on her face, thickly swallowing the drink that pooled in her mouth. the harsh gulp left an uncomfortable lump in her throat but it didn't come close to the anxiety that shot through her like lightening. ❛ i'm sorry... what ? ❜ she mumbled shakily. she placed her drink down and leaned back on the counter, taking in a steady, deep breath. this would take a lot of vulnerability to open up to him about how she truly felt and the truth was; jeremy was all she thought about. if he was safe, what he was up to, how deep his eyes were... stop, you're losing focus. ❛ i ---- uh.... what about ? was it the new song i dropped because it's still rough around the edges and needs some fine tuning and i was thinking about changing up the vibe, ya know, because it's not really the vibe and ---- ❜ she rambled and rambled. her nerves took control of her tongue and she was kicking herself for every nonsensical word that slipped out. this is your chance, sammy, tell him !! ❛ ummm.... you want another shot ? ❜ smooth, sammy...

@jeremydied

[grizz1ys]

jeremydied     :      /    /        ❝     it’s    a     CRAZY     idea    but     ⁱᵗ'ˡˡ     work.     ❞ 

[little-elenaarchive]

Surprise starter for @jeremydied bc Elena is determined

Once again she finds herself leaning against his door frame, watching him play his video games. His fingers move so fast on the controller, Elena cant even imagine being able to manipulate the joysticks and buttons without even looking that quickly. It's actually really impressive.

"Hey, you playing the game box or whatever its called?" Did you mean Xbox Elena? All at once every boy in the world cringed. "Which game is that?"

[codedeargentmoved]

@jeremydied started following

"Uh weird question. Does this school have a school store inbetween lunch hours?

[controlledvolatility]

@jeremydied asked: ❛  what are you doing here?  ❜

Nate looks up, pauses, chews the gum in his mouth a few times and then looks back down at what he was busy with before. "could probably ask you the same thing, huh?" not that he cared who was around or who saw him in places he maybe shouldn't be. what were they gonna do? tell his daddy? "why? you watching me now?"

[redemptioninterlude]

@jeremydied - continued from here with jeremy !

who's to say what the night brings? a party, a good time? or was it just another DEPRESSING REALITY CHECK to be pushed back and made the truth for a person's evening? there aren't that many people who understand just how slippery a concept time was for her ; rue's just like, cut off of time, of being grounded, of the heart. because it's hard, isn't it? when it feels like the world had stopped as a whole when someone leaves it, and jeremy gets it at least, the boy who lost everything, the one who knew what it meant to have a broken heart. he's even as clumsy with love as her, which is like, pretty nice, essentially not needing to explain much of anything to him, when they were together, she could just...

relax.

maybe because he just like, knows the obvious, the things people say whenever she's around. rue bennett, who's dad dies like, 3 years ago, and how she's never been the same since. or rue bennett, who's best friend ran the play last year and it's like, her whole life, isn't it weird to know all those things? or rue bennett, who dates jules vaughn, and that's a whole FUCKING THING too. the sweater's warm, she'll take it for what it is, snuggling in closer within it, laughing at the idea of beer for weed but, "it's all good. like. don't even worry about it. call it like a cool favour for each other for now, and you'll never know when i'll call it in."

there's a sharper edged grin, tongue pressing into her cheek. "what. you hungry? this is mckay's house." mckay, who's off to college now, who only sees people to relive his glory days, which is a whole THING NOW given how he's barely playing anymore, and how his ex best friend went and stole his girl or whatever. it's just another thing that people don't like to talk about. it's just... drama. and weirdly, she thinks jeremy is totally outside of all of it. "you could totally take shit, his dad is still coaching at east highland but he's like. never around, if you know what i mean. he's probably just unaware of anything that's in his house in the first place."

her voice is so drawl, comparing the neglect that seemed to permeate things completely between them. her lips curve into a TIRED GRIN. "how did you end up here anyways? kinda doesn't... seem the most like your scene." not hers, either, but there's no denying that where there's a party and drugs, so too is rue. "come on, let's go like, make a sandwich and pray the bread isn't soaked in fucking vodka already."

- @jeremydied

[littlebennettbitch]

❝ i will never be cruel to you for the sake of delighting in it. ❞

meme: the cruel prince sentences status: accepting (from mutuals)

A soft smile graced her lips. Small, slight, sad. But genuine. Bonnie reached out to wrap her fingers lightly around Jeremy's hand, letting her gaze drop down from his face. "I know." She said it softly, surely, as if it had never even crossed her mind that Jeremy ever would. The witch let her hand drop away from the point of contact, feeling a loss of warmth as she did so. "You never have, and you never will."

[fe4r5]

pushing his back further against the concrete slab that the architects considered a wall , isaac sinks down slowly , hand raising to cover his face . " i -- i thought i was going to lose you . " he uses his palms to raise himself up , the tile on his skin cool to the touch . " don't , um . . . just don't scare me like that again . " / @jeremydied .

[little-miss-buffy]

Closed starter for @jeremydied

Buffy stood in the doorway of Jeremy's room biting her lip. After patching her up last night, she felt like she owed him the truth about who she was, what she was. However, she was worried that this would ruin his life. But, he was the same age she was when she was called. Maybe it would impact his life differently. "Jer, you have a minute? It's about last night."

[toapaixonar]

" i don’t need a therapy session, okay? i’m not tripping out. "

( for elena )

it does not make you feel any better. perhaps things would be easier if you cared a bit less, if your brain was not wired to worry about him all the time. but it is not like that. you care all the time, you worry every second of every day. you always had, but it got worse after your parents' passing. so much for being a normal teenager — though arguing with your brother in the middle of the night does sound right. ❝ i'm sorry, jer, but i don't believe you. ❞ perhaps it sounds entitled of you, but you are too mad about the weed to ponder a proper response. ❝ you haven't been you. you've been skipping class and smoking and... look, i'm not trying to tell you how to grieve but... you should talk to someone. and since you won't talk to me or aunt jenna... ❞ a beat, mocha hues seeking his as a sigh fills the space between you. ❝ she's worried, jer. and she feels like she's failing. honestly, so do i. i know things won't ever be the same but... i miss you. you just feel so... distant all the time. ❞