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[broknfeed]

&. @flappervcmp

The state of Illinois, his favorite state by far. A place where he found himself specifically in the town of Chicago; where the vibrant scene created its own colorful ambient. The night luminosity expanding as the dark hours continued. Live musicians playing out in the streets for a dime while the streets flooded with audiences who traveled to experience the unique Chicago life.

The vampire walks down the street, listening to the Jazz that breathed upon his ears, a devilish smile creeping upon his lips as his feet walked through the various entertainments. Stopping where a woman played the violin. Damon was a sucker for classical music; especially during his killing sprees. It gave an immaculate, spa-like treatment for him. The elegance of the music created for artistic expression through his kills. Creating a name for himself.

He inhales deeply, closing his eyes as he welcomes in the notes. Before exhaling, a familiar scent is caught. Opening his eyes; he looks around the seas of mortals to identify the individual. The scent faint yet strong. He begins to walk, scanning through the people around him. It only took little before finding Annie; the woman who resembled Katherine & who Damon had turned into a vampire.

He watches her from a distance, his head tilting to the side slightly, seeing her live and fit into the rest of the crowd. She wasn’t Katherine, he learned that a long time ago. But, something about her intrigued him. He walks slowly, closer. “Well, if it isn’t the one who got away.” He offers her a smirk, “gonna run?”

[burninq]

"you're setting me on fire, i don't wanna fight it. you don't need a lighter; you're a flame."

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[wolfpawed]

📺 watch horror movies together

spooky season is his favorite time of the year. not only is it cooler outside and much more friendlier to wolves like himself, but it's also spooky and that, naturally, calls for horror movie marathons. he's grateful for his blossoming friendship with Annie- she's the perfect contender to have a movie night with, so thus he invited her to his house to watch said movies. they had a list of them picked out and the first one happens to be one of Remus's favorite movies of all time- Psycho.

"i know, i know it's not that scary, but it's ominous, and i think it's so fucking good. have you seen it ?? and did you know they made a television show based off of it ?? that's really good too. maybe we should watch that later too, if you want. i think you'd like it. if you like psychological horror, that is." after Psycho is Halloween, another classic. he grabs the bowl of popcorn as he sits down, nestling the bowl between them as he pulls the blanket up over his lap. "are you ready for a great night?" and then, just for dramatic fashion, he turns to her with a grin. "what's your favorite scary movie?" then, he presses play.

@flappervcmp

[mikaels0n-elijah-writing]

[ STUMBLE ]: sender loses their balance and trips backwards, falling into the receiver's lap in the process. with @flappervcmp

A soft laugh escaped his lips as Annie fell into his lap. He caught her, holding her firmly with his hands while he grinned mischievously at her.

"Not so fast, or you'll fall over," he released his fingers carefully, but his hands were still on her body, ready to take hold again if necessary.

"Or was this all tactically planned so that you could sit here?" he winked at her. Before that, he scanned her body to see if she had hurt herself.

[survivingpierce]

cont. from here || @flappervcmp

           "you should be thankful that you look like me", katherine retorted with a good visible note of arrogance. "you could look worse. you could be ugly. or are you telling me you haven't gained some things just because of your looks?" in her eyes it is indeed a pointless complaint to look like katherine. she could complain that she was a doppelgänger, which was an actual reason for complaint, but the visual resemblance to katherine? these were two different things.

          "you could have done both of us a favor and died. but apparently, you weren't even good enough for that." there were so many reasons why the other one should not be here. she could have died a natural death in her original timeline. she could have been used in a sacrifice although the fault in there lies probably in the fact that no one has expected a doppelgänger one hundred years too early. although katherine never understood why a doppelgänger should only appear every 500 years. she could have died in place of katherine which would have finally allowed her to be free if there had been enough witnesses. instead, this person was here; in mystic falls out of all places.

          "let me tell you something, cupcake. mystic falls is the last place you want to be if you do not want to be confused with me." or someone else named elena.

[notwithoutsins]

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New Orleans, it was home for a witch like her. It was also a good place to blend in and possibly get the devil off of her trail even for just a few days. Rosemary wasn't a normal witch, her story was a complicated one. She was just a teenager when she learned of her true origin and what awaited her. She was one of six girls that were born on the same day and at the same time. It was all the devil's design, all six girls were born witches. The last one to survive on their eighteenth birthday was to become wed locked to the devil, and become his witch. Rosemary was the one to survive, and she had been running ever since. She refused to become what that, she refused to lose her soul and her self for what the devil wanted. So, here she was alone wandering the streets of New Orleans at night taking in the sights. She felt as if she was being followed, no she definitely was. The aura gave off not human, a vampire? Interesting. Not the worst thing she has had follow her before. Rosemary stopped in her tracks, green hues scanning her surroundings. "I know your following me so why not show yourself? Don't make this hard on the both of us now."

[devourcr]

@flappervcmp asked: “I get you’re an immortal creature of the night and all that, but do you have to be such a downer about it?” (( i apologize in advance for annie 🙇‍♀️ ))

if there was any fact about himself worthy of a grave disposition, it was the blood in his veins. where others might have seen vampirism as a gift, he thought it a naive point of view — 500 years later and he saw it for the trick it was. while it doesn't mean that he'd necessarily want to die ( just like any creature ), he speaks of it like he's shouldered a centuries long burden.

he hums thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on the armrest of his chair. when his eyes return to hers, an amused smile touches his features.

❝ okay, in that case, how would you have me be? how does an immortal creature of the night behave? ❞

[bloodwr4th-a]

im also!! following everyone by zooming into your inbox to tell you that i really enjoy seeing all your kolnausi stuff on my feed!! i am the same way with cal & annie (cradling them gently in my palms) so seeing other people with super dedicated ships is awesome!! i know we havent interacted A TON yet but now that im free from my hyperfixation of DATV, im excited to maybe get some stuff going <3

i'm screaming in the club because me, i'm a cal/annie fan, okay????? the love you two pour into your ships is such magnificient and perfections, okay? seeing you and @burninq on the dash just blows me away everyday. and i miss @burninq so tumblr should bring back our other half, we want to see more of them on our dash asap. and yes yes yes for all the writing with annie ................. let them being menace together heheheheheh

[micahsawyer]

@flappervcmp, continued from here.

micah's immediately groaning, a dramatic little notion with his head thrown back and his eyes rolling, but he knows that if they're keeping score on their christmas decoration wins, he's already lost.  his hands are still greedy, though, instinctively reaching for annie's hips to grip them and tug her ever closer.  he can never resist her when she looks at him like that and she knows it.  it should piss him off, maybe bother him that she's got so much power over him even when it comes to something so small as being festive, but fuck... look at her!  and if stupid decorations made her happy, couldn't he let up a little?  did he really care that much?  they'd only be up for a month, and then he'd be back to his regularly scheduled black-on-black decor.  something about picking your battles runs through micah's head, and it sounds jarringly familiar to his old psychiatrist.

"all right, fine, fine— c'mon, no tears," he grumbles, moving a hand from her hip to cup her cheek, thumb caressing against her chin.  it's almost absent the way he does it, like he doesn't even realize until he's done it.  it's not intended to be comforting or kind, just to sate some selfish need in micah to touch her — but he hopes, after the fact, that it's seen as affection.  "but i'm kissin' you every single time we pass it, and if you want a tree, it has to be black."

[choserage]

OBSERVE (( soulmate au 🥺 ))

@flappervcmp send  “OBSERVE” for a mini-drabble of how MY MUSE sees and/or thinks about YOUR MUSE while they do something completely ordinary

                he  often finds himself wondering  if  she  could  feel  it  when  his  eyes  are  on  her.  ravenous.  taking  in  every  detail  and  committing  them  to  memory.  the  way  she  smiles.  the  soft  sound  of  her  voice.  all  the  obvious  things  that  anyone  would  notice  at  a  glance.  it's  not  enough  —  he  wants  so  much  more  than  his  usual  detached  indifference.  he  starts  to  see  the  less  obvious  things instead.  the  small  furrow  of  her  brow  when  she's  deep  in  thought.  the  animated  way  she  talks  when  she's  passionate  about  something.  the  tilt  of  her  chin  and  fire  in  her  gaze  in  the  middle  of  an  argument.  her  hand  reaching  for  his  to  pull  him  closer.  it'd  break  him  in  two  if  it  ever  pushed  him  away.  he  won't  apologize  for  his  hunger,  or  make  excuses.  after  a  few  centuries,  he's  just  happy  to  have  found  her  at  all.  he'll  make  their  lunch  in  his  kitchen  and  enjoy  their  lighthearted  banter,  soaking  in  as  much  of  her  presence  as  possible.  cherish  these  little  moments  of  normalcy.  they  were  few  and  far  between  and  he  doesn't  intend  to  waste  a single one of them if he can avoid it.  if  she  catches  him  looking  he'll  just tell  her  the  truth  that  he can't resist: to  him  everything  about  her  was beautiful.

[broknfeed]

cont from here. w/@flappervcmp

---- HIS blue eyes rest upon her features. The same features he used to stare at during his human years. Damon had obsessed over re-creating a better version of Katherine; the woman who did the trick of pushing him over the edge by professing her undying love to the younger Salvatore. Yet, That rotten black heart was worn before even Katherine came into their lives. Before Damon was even a teenager.

He just had to pick up on a project after seeing Annie be identical to her, disobeying Klaus' wishes. He walks closer to Annie, the distance between the two closing. "I created you for me, and only me." he admits, truth behind his words. He was a pathological liar amongst his other psychopathic ways. But, he did find honesty into those words. "I wouldn't let any soul or soulless being touch you." He brushes a finger on her soft cheek, "Katherine is dead to me. You -- are my greatest creation,Annie. I take pride in you."

[burninq]

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

peony :   what would a   ‘  happy life  ’   look like in your muse’s eyes ?

you're probably not going to like this outcome, actually, but i'm gonna be completely honest with you. a 'happy life' for Calcifer most likely won't ever exist to its full extent. he's had a lot of traumas and heartbreaks in his life that have put him in a mental state that doesn't necessarily allow this perfect scenario to exist. he always finds ways to ruin the good things in his life ( i.e. he starts unnecessary fights with his significant other when things are going perfectly well or he starts getting self deprecating to an alarming degree ) and it effects his happiness level. i don't think Calcifer can have a happy life and that stems from the fact that his sister is dead. the moment Annabelle Orion passed away was the moment any semblance of pure happiness was wiped away. his source of happiness came from his little sister. she was everything to him and losing her had left a permanent hole in his heart.

a happy life would consist of his sister being alive and that's just not possible. so unfortunately, as much as i'd like to say Calcifer is allowed happiness to its full extent, i don't think he'll ever get there. no amount of love from a significant other is going to make the pain of losing his baby sister go away. so unless they can bring her back from the dead, a "happy life" is not in the cards for him.

logically, it's been over 300 years since his sister passed away and he's had time to grieve and deal with that loss, and he's been perfectly content, but content is all it will ever really be. i don't think Calcifer sees a "happy life" for himself, no matter how much he may love someone - the pain and trauma of losing his little sister and the rest of his family has left him wounded in ways he couldn't even begin to explain.

[floripire]

🌚 - For my muse and yours to spend time together during the night.

vampy asks / @flappervcmp

"---this movie is terrible. not only that, it's the whole trilogy! it's basically the same plot but recycled and re-used across the board! the alien is obsessed with procreating, blah blah blah. ugh, now that i think about it - it's probably their thinly veiled breeding kink on display. which, not to kinkshame anyone... to each their own and more power to them, i just figured we'd get something a little more, well, more. i wanted something that would make us ponder about personhood, you know? like, are you still a person if you're extraterrestrial or preternatural? should you be performing your humanity to prove to others that you are, in fact, human? those kind of questions - that's what i wanted from this movie."

"luckily, we've gotten through the aliens. you can pick the next creature feature, annie." the list is long, so it's a good thing they started this movie marathon when they did: earlier this day.

[wiredcapability]

"I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s going on."

𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗺𝗽𝘁𝘀.

Negan closed his eyes when he heard her voice behind him. He wasn't exactly in the best mood, and he knew explaining the issue out loud would only frustrate him further.

❝ Jesus, Annie. I am not in the mood to talk about this shit. Alright? ❞ He stepped away from the railing of the balcony and finally turned to face her.

❝ Why the hell are you even still awake? It's two in the god damn morning. Get some sleep. ❞

[hidefire]

you know, i could go another round. or three. (( for drider rain <3 ))

@flappervcmp … the morning after.

rain has been fully ravished.

even the morning after, she has still not fully recovered from everything. it had been a night full of discovery, her first time since gaining this new form. and she and annie had made good use of it all. even the parts that rain didn’t know how to use, she had learned. oh, she’s not sure how long it lasted, but…

once she recovers? it must happen again. even now her body aches for it. and her body aches for a lot of other reasons, also.

“i’m not sure i have anything left.” she says, turning to the other. the way she looks, laid in the webs rain has created. oh, it feels wonderful. “but as soon as i do… then we can talk.”

[wolfpawed]

❛ i'm sorry, but i can't let you just run around this place. you might get hurt. ❜

Remus stares at her blankly, his mouth dropping open in a silent 'o'. he hasn't had anyone concerned about his wellbeing since he was a toddler- well, okay, that's not necessarily true, his family has always been very concerned for his wellbeing, but that's besides the point. the point is that he hasn't had anyone outside of his family concerned for his wellbeing since he was a toddler and it makes him pause, looking at Annie with confusion in his expression.

"but . . . i'm an adult." he says, a pout on his lips. he's pretty sure he's technically older than Annie, too- physically, not actually, he knows she's older than he is, but still. crossing his arms over his chest, Remus pouts. "i have the zoomies," he explains, his leg beginning to shake as he stands there, eager to run. "please let me run. i'll be careful, i promise. you can even run with me, if you're concerned." he wants to turn into a wolf and run around, but he won't do it unless he has explicit permission. this isn't his territory, after all, and what Annie says is important to him, even if he's a little annoyed that she doesn't want him to run loose. still, he means what he says. he'll be careful and, if she's that worried, they can run together. in fact, that sounds kind of fun- they could race.

with that idea in his head, Remus begins to get excited, holding his hands together as he looks at her with his big eyes, bottom lip jutting outwards. "run with me ? we can race ! it'll be fun ! and i promise i'll be super duper careful. okay ? please?"

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