#j-died

[citizenstarlight]

     "I've never been to a college party before." It wasn't like she never drank - but she couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.

★ ╼  one-liner starter call . | @j-died

[fallen-regentarc]

❝  you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine.  ❞

               it's   strange   to   hear   those   words      ,      words   saying   how   she   shouldn't   be   alone         ---         especially   after   an   attack   from   the   ancestors      ,      especially   since   that   is   when   she   is   normally   left   to   her   own   devices      .      there   is   a   wave   of   uncertainty      ,      paranoia      &      suspicion   that   he   wanted   her   to   let   her   guard   down      ,      but   she's   trying   to   think   about   this   with   a   level   head      .      not   everyone   was   out   to   get   her      ,      not   everyone   wanted   to   see   her   fall      .      she   refused   to   resemble   Klaus   in   those   regards      .      she   was   different      ,      better      .     

                  '      if   you're   truly   here   to   help      ,      to   be   a   sense   of   support      ,      I   don't   think   you   should   be   that   far   away      .      '     

                  the   witch   looks   at   the   bed      &      then   to   Jeremy      ,      a   subtle   shrug   of   her   shoulders   accompanied   the   words   she   spoke   before   she   goes   to   pull   the   blankets   back   from   the   bed      .      '      There   is   no   need   to   distance   yourself   for   the   sake   of   being   a   gentleman      ,      I   am   not   going   to   do   anything   without   consent      &      I   hope   that   you   wouldn't   either      .      Plus      ,      i   can   stop   you   if   you   try      .      '      davina   snaps   her   fingers   and   the   lights   flicker   on   and   then   off      .     

                     '      being   a   witch   has   it's   benefits      ,      believe   it   or   not      .      '

@j-died . prompt ♡

[brandnewpressurefilter]

Since his official outfit as an student is this, and many people hc him as part of the Ramshackle dorm, should we make it the canon uniform?

I know I will now, he deserves at least this

Grim has the same line pattern in his bow and that's technically the only Ramshackle canon piece of clothing we have

[chaoticordxr]

[ TWENTY ]  receiver has been devastated by something.  sender holds them until they calm down so they don’t do anything drastic. ( for rebekah )

while history would suggest otherwise, rebekah considered herself a fairly stable person. her tantrums were entirely justified, and usually out of fits of rage or reactions to injustices that warranted them. her anger was loud and for everyone to feel, no matter where they were or who caused it. that was who she was and it kept her safe. it made her feared by many. but her breakdowns, her lows, were entirely her own. they were her secrets that she kept close to her heart out of fear that they'd make her seem weak or too human. no one, not even her brothers, got to see rebekah fall apart. at least not until that moment.

it was her fault, really. let a vampire fill their cup for too long and rather than it just overflowing like it would for any other person, it would cause a flood. she was exhausted, and beaten down, and so damn lonely. just barely getting away from being daggered again by not just niklaus, but supposedly her noble, loving older brother elijah as well was what finally did it. centuries preaching always and forever, fighting battles that weren't her own, and following her siblings to the ends of the earth, and for what? for betrayal? for her to always be left as the odd man out of whatever little scheme the boys were plotting? to never know if she'd wake up the next day, or a hundred bloody years later?

it was enough. her heart was officially broken.

at first she didn't notice jeremy there, too consumed by the bottles of horrendously cheap booze she decided to break out of rage. it was his touch, honestly, that kept her from burning the entire grill down. screw that place. screw that entire horrible, tragic town. it deserved to burn. but not that day. not when she was clutched close to his chest and finally given permission to feel. her tears fell obnoxiously for quite some time before she was finally able to get it together enough to pull away and register what was happening. there went her power.

" i think that's quite enough of that then, " she managed to mumble once pulled away from his embrace. " nothing more pathetic than a big bad vampire having a panic attack. " pathetic. that was exactly how she felt in that moment, especially with his eyes on her. " thank you for... whatever that was. if you tell anyone about it, i'll rip your heart out myself. "

@j-died - FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS

[devilmass]

❝ ain't seen y'at mass in a while, jeremy. ❞ it's an attempt, a bad one, at a joke. it falls flat, anyway. rodrick looks over the gas pump at him, the corner's of his mouth pulled down into something of a smile.

❝ how you been, kiddo ? ❞ @j-died

[brokenbrxther-archived]

" i’m not gonna hurt you !  see ?  look ,  i’m putting down the  scythe . "

" so you just pulled the scythe out.... for fun ? dude. " maybe jeremy didn't have any intention of actually hurting stefan, but he made a very loud and clear point: don't mess with him.

@j-died | ↪ 𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺 .

[sharkeaten]

@j-died: "What are you mad at?"

            –   "   you,   particularly.   "   her   voice   is   clipped,   though   it   retains   its   usual   serene   tone.   round   eyes   are   tranquil   as   she   gazes   upon   the   farm   in   front   of   her,   at   the   woman   tending   to   the   strawberries.   she   shuffles   them   into   a   basket,   one   pops   in   her   hand   –   red   smears   her   palms,  and   if   ximena's   heart   were   still   functioning   correctly   it'd   ache   from   memory.   death's   gaze   pierces   her   and   she   purses   her   lips,   eyes   flitting   to   the   house   door   bursting   open. 

            –   "   him,   too,   i   suppose."   she   watches   the   man   stumble   down   the   porch   steps   in   distaste,   "   he's   going   to   kill   her,   i   think.   i   feel   it.   "   which   is   why   she   checks   up   on   this   particular   woman   so   much.   ximena   had   first   seen   her   as   she   was   passing   through,   and   even   if   she   knows   she   shouldn't   look,   she   does.   she   always   does   – old   habits   die   hard. " why   are   you   here,   anyway?   "   she   doesn't   look   at   death   when   she   speaks.   doesn't   feel   the   need   to,   "   you're   interrupting   my   me   time.   " 

[little-miss-buffy]

⭐ Is there any genres the mun enjoys writing but you don’t enjoy being part of? 

"Not so far, but she's sort of pigeonholed me to my verse and the TVDU. I wish she'd branch out to other muses and AUs. Although, we're trying to get into the Luci-verse."

[oddberryshortcake]

SO Skully did go to NRC…Hundreds of years before Crowley even became Headmage there and was also the one to make Halloween big in NRC

So the Skully we had been interacting with was a ghost

[citizenstarlight]

        “I’m Annie…” The blonde may not have been in the best position, but it had been a while since she had positive human interaction. The fact that she was going to intermingle with someone her age was exciting. Most of her time was spent in a dark cell; free of electricity for her to siphon. ‘It is nice to meet you.” The truth was it was nice to meet anyone, even if she was not sure why. “Do you know what’s going on?” It was curious that they placed them together. But one didn’t exactly get rewarded for asking questions in The Woods. She could only hope it was nothing unpleasant. Chocolate eyes went to the so-called doctors who monitored them.

plotted starter. | @j-died

[torpublishinggroup]

Though it might be tempting, don’t venture into hedge mazes…no matter what

Be mindful of triggering the wrath of revenge ghosts lest you become a ghost yourself

Beware the dangers of underestimating “docile girls”—it could be a killer mistake

Summoning an ancient evil demon is NEVER a good idea. Seriously. 

Trying to steal someone’s home might cost you your soul. It’s never worth it. 

Understand that haunted houses have feelings too—the problem is sometimes they’re evil.

Tips provided by Terry J. Benton-Walker, editor and contributor of The White Guy Dies First: 13 Scary Stories of Fear and Power.

WHAT IT’S ABOUT

Killer clowns, a hungry hedge maze, and rich kids who got bored. Friendly cannibals, impossible slashers, and the dead who don’t stay dead....

A museum curator who despises “diasporic inaccuracies.” A sweet girl and her diary of happy thoughts. An old house that just wants friends forever....

These stories are filled with ancient terrors and modern villains, but go ahead, go into the basement, step onto the old plantation, and open the magician’s mystery box because this time, the white guy dies first.

Edited by Terry J. Benton-Walker, including stories from bestselling, award-winning, and up-and-coming contributors: Adiba Jaigirdar, Alexis Henderson, Chloe Gong, Faridah Àbíké-Íyímídé, H. E. Edgmon, Kalynn Bayron, Karen Strong, Kendare Blake, Lamar Giles, Mark Oshiro, Naseem Jamnia, Tiffany D. Jackson, and Terry J. Benton-Walker.

A collection you’ll be dying to talk about…if you survive it.

[mlbloaoamlbl]

wip im prob not finishing bc i HATE backgrounds

[ndcgalitzine]

THE OLD GUARD (2020) - Yusuf al-Kaysani & Nicoló di Genova ~ everyone's favorite van scene ♥

[bagelsenjoyer14]

[webshood]

"X, Y and Z are better than Jason!"

But did they canonically go to heaven? Because Jason sure did.

[brokenbrxther-archived]

“I think you’d better take a break.”

a low growl escaped the younger salvatore's lips as jeremy's voice interrupted his meal. it wasn't supposed to go that far. he did it to protect them, as a means to prove that he and everyone he cared about was not to be messed with, but instead it broke him. stefan wasn't built to lose control like that. he felt rage. desperation. hunger. torment. and then, finally, guilt. he pulled away suddenly, bringing his arm up to try and desperately wipe the blood off of his chin. he wanted nothing to do with it. he wanted it to stop. " i... shit, i'm sorry. i didn't mean... i didn't mean to... "

HURT / COMFORT : STARTERS | @j-died