#vxrmello

[tryingkindness-blog]

"I don’t wanna be left alone."

          ❝NEVER. I will never leave you

             alone again, Evans. I promise.❞

[imwhatsleft]

drpenelopeyoung, vxrmello, lxgice

{ There is a table, on a veranda. There are two  chairs,  set  at  it.  On  the  table  sits  a  platter, on   the   platter   a   jug,   next   to  the  jug,  two glasses.   The   jug   is   cool   and  dotted  with condensation.   A   man   stands   at   the  edge of   the   veranda,   turns   when   he   hears   an  approach. } 

Finally. Do, come.

{ He  gestures to the table, smiles. It is (or should be) incredibly disarming. } 

I do hope finding the place           wasn't too much of a problem?

[humouralism-archive]

+vxrmello, ludgxte, deceptused, southerncomforted

"Does this face make me look like a camel or an alpaca? It's important."

[starchxser-archive]

“Is that suppose to happen?”

[poisonarrxw]

+ vxrmello, alphaofabeta, doodlebxg, allixargent, mattdxnovan

             ( the immortal is not used to sadness; )

        ❝ she wasn’t supposed to die!              I didn’t want her to die!❞

[titaniumallxy-blog]

vxrmello replied to your post: vxrmello replied to your post “™¤” act...

hush actual John hush

why would you

[tryingkindness-blog]

          ✘   -----   Imagine Dragons - Hear Me

  "                Do you not hear me -----                  he is G O N E, Lily, he is G O N E.                   "

                  And if you're warm, then you can't relate to me ||                   From the floor to the floor ||                   And the sky to the sky ||                   You've got to love and adore and the rest is awry ||                   And if you're warm, then you can't relate to me ||

  "             What do you know of what I go through.             What can you do, now that he is gone. My best        man. I would have died and his stead, and the only option              that was before me was to watch him go by                     HAND OF    V  O  L  D  E  M  O  R  T   !                              "

[becomiiing-blog]

"Don't fucking touch me."

     his hand recoils and he takes a quick     step away from the ginger woman. an     apology freezes on his lips and his     eyes retreat to the floor.

                               ❝             i’m sorry. ❞

               angsty starters meme.

[qomi-blog]

agentdarcy, vxrmello, juniorisms, legxndxry, jackson0frost

       ❝  This library is for ranking officers only.❞

[wxsegirl]

vxrmello

          "I'm sure I've seen you around here before...                                                                        Lily, was it?"

[starchxser-archive]

[ due to the recent event of being followed by a Lily Evans, we’re all going to ignore the fact that I have no official Harry Potter verse up yet and just pretend it’s there and titled ‘v: like magic’ okay? okay. ]

[lucemxsanctus-blog]

SING

if I get 12 sings mun will record themselves singing

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[wifeoftheseas]

pyrusxseraphim;; vxrmello

    "What can I do for you?"

[titaniumallxy-blog]

vxrmello replied to your post “™¤”

actual john Watson I literally heard martin's voce bye

omg why would you say that

i'm not

i haven't rped john in months

why would you

i'm

[ipicklocks]

"Do you ever doubt your choice in friends? I sure as hell do." 

[tryingkindness-blog]

"Lived long enough to become the villain"

    Remus you poor boy, you are no killer. You are no    murderer. But people change. Year pass and lovers    die and children live to be the same as their pa-    rents in retrospect. The veins that nestle under-    neath his eyes reveal themselves, and the fevered    glint in his eye is no longer of youth and mishaps.    His bones are bigger, and have succumbed to darkest    measures; though, strangely, he fills. He fills the    black tarnished suit he wears that has been stolen    from another. It bothers him, sometime, when before    him in his vanity the laugh lines that once graced    his face are replaced with { n e w } scars. His lip,    in a permanent guilt of contour.

           He scoffs, though the smile cannot be. It looks out           of place on his mouth. The girl that stood before            him, his wand on the pit of her neck. He used to be           in love with that neck, he thinks now. The hollow of           pale skin between two elongated bones. He used to be           in love with the fragility of Lily Evans. But he sees           now, that it’s futile. { That love, is futile. }

        You’ve changed, she says. There is no fear.        Only a terribly strong disappointment to it.

        He shakes his head. “I’ve not changed, I’ve        not changed at all. I’ve grown into a better        man, you see. A man in which I can thrive in.”

                He spits these words.

    Remus you poor man, you are a killer. You are a manif-    estation of the Gryiffindor you once were. This is a     life you can finally live. No more surviving. This is    the time to rule with your brethren. Fallen be his na-    mesake, and it is the impurity that he once hated in his    blood that kings his mind now.

              ————- ———      ;; the man he chose to be is                                                not a man at all.

Leave 'Lived long enough to become the villain' to get a glimpse of my muse being a villain.