FANGERS.

[bluesmemethings]

various starters

❛  you’re a weapon and weapons don’t weep.  ❜

❛  hurt me once, I’ll kill you twice.  ❜

❛  never trust a survivor until you learn what they did to stay alive.  ❜

❛  death is the only god that comes when you call.  ❜

❛  I am teeth. I am royal. you are nothing to me.  ❜

❛  the sun will rise and we will try again.  ❜

❛  we’re just kids. we aren’t supposed to be heroes.  ❜

❛  I like my women like I like my Absinthe: bitter and intoxicating.  ❜

❛  what doesn’t kill me better run.  ❜

❛  she wasn’t looking for a knight. she was looking for a sword.  ❜

❛  don’t dehumanize bad people, because it’s their humanity which makes what they’ve done so terrifying.  ❜

❛  she isn’t just pretty. she is otherworldly and vaguely threatening.  ❜

❛  magic is not good or evil. is a knife evil? only if the wielder is.  ❜

❛  I don’t want your crown. see, I’ve come to burn your kingdom down.  ❜

❛  they broke my wings. they forgot I have claws.  ❜

❛  all that blood was never beautiful, it was just red.  ❜

❛  what do you do when there’s no hero in the story? simple. you kill the monster and crown yourself.  ❜

❛  how terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.  ❜

❛  you may not be interested in war, but it is interested in you.  ❜

❛  I feel divinity in my bones like aching. like fire.  ❜

❛  you make me feel and I don’t like it. I want it to stop. now.  ❜

❛  you are losing my interest and that is very dangerous.  ❜

❛  she will burn your kingdoms down, herself with it, if it means your ruin.  ❜

❛  it’s okay to be scared. it means your about to do something brave.  ❜

❛  she looks like divine absolution.  ❜

❛  I will not be another flower, picked for my beauty and left to die. I will be wild, difficult to find and impossible to forget.  ❜

❛  be careful with words. they can be forgive, but never forgotten.  ❜

❛  you not wanting me was the beginning of me wanting myself.  ❜

❛  I’m tired of fighting. for once, I want to be fought for.  ❜

❛  never run back to what broke you.  ❜

❛  I was quite, but not blind.  ❜

❛  your gut knows what’s up. trust that bitch.  ❜

❛  we all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.  ❜

❛  do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.  ❜

❛  I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, wishing it was a donut.  ❜

❛  you can miss something but not want it back.  ❜

❛  you can’t save people, you can only love them.  ❜

❛  I came, I saw, I made it awkward.  ❜

❛  we buy shite we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.  ❜

❛  you’re always one decision away from a different life.  ❜

❛  my brain has too many tabs open.  ❜

❛  I’m not saying I hate you, just that you’re like the Monday of people.  ❜

❛  there’s no ‘we’ in fries.  ❜

❛  apology accepted, trust denied.  ❜

❛  death and I have been scandalously intimate for some time now.  ❜

❛  life happens. coffee helps.  ❜

❛  I am mine before I am ever anyone else’s.  ❜

❛  I rely a bit too heavily on alcohol and irony.  ❜

❛  very early in my life it was already too late.  ❜

❛  is that a threat or are you flirting with me.  ❜

❛  was the use of force necessary in completing your objectives?  ❜

❛  I’ll let you drag me to hell if it means you’ll hold my hand.  ❜

❛  I do bad things, and I do them very well.  ❜

❛  you drink too much, you cuss too much and you have questionable morals. you’re everything I ever wanted.  ❜

❛  they will kill you, but first they will have to catch you.  ❜

❛  drugs might kill you but they’ll never break your heart.  ❜

❛  good girls are just bad girls that haven’t been caught.  ❜

❛  a pretty face doesn’t guarantee a pretty heart.  ❜

❛  no airbag, we die like men.  ❜

❛  true evil is, above all, seductive.  ❜

❛  it takes more courage to suffer than to die.  ❜

❛  you must be lucky to avoid the wolf every time. but the wolf? he only needs enough luck to catch you once.  ❜

❛  justice is vengeance in prettier packaging.  ❜

[elenamorelli]

{ deliciously spooky }

[vaultbb-blog]

Could you please reblog this if it is okay to ask you straight up if you want to ship?

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          ‘ wow.   boston is a long way from bon temps, ‘   jason pointed out, wondering if she would tell him what brought her here.   he didn’t want to ask, however, for the dismay of getting too personal with her.    he was stuck looking at her smile, though.   it was probably one of the prettiest he’d ever seen,   ‘ alright, well, i’m gon’ get’chu the cheeseburger.   arlene, ‘   he stopped the redhead as she was about to pass,   ‘ two orders of the cheeseburger and onion rings, please. ‘   arlene simply nodded, writing the order down on her notepad to give to the kitchen.   once she was gone, he himself picked up his glass to take a swig,   ‘ i knew you weren’t from around here.   i could tell by your accent.   i like it. ‘ 

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          godric peered up at the much taller vampire, noticing his gaze was locked on one of the sisters, and that same sister was eyeing eric just the same.   lust was in her eyes   /   however, bloodlust was in his.    godric would not stand for any killing, not here.   they would feed later.   godric couldn’t have eric destroying their cover, not until he at least got a few moments alone with anastasia, if only to just talk with her for a little while.   it was time for the daughters to retire to bed, and a room was offered to the “ brothers” in a separate house connected to the main one.   godric’s gaze lingered on anastasia for a moment before wishing them a goodnight and one last charming smile.            ‘ i saw the way you were looking at that girl   /   i will not have you feed from any of them, is that clear?   no glamouring them into letting you feed from them either, ‘   godric was strict with eric as soon as they got to the spare room.   eric obeyed, regardless of how much he didn’t want to.   ‘ if you are really that hungry, go far from here and be discreet, my child, ‘   he said.   only an hour had passed and eric was off to find his meal for the night.   but godric stayed.   he was old enough to subside his own hunger.   he sat outside in the yard, admiring the scenery and the night sky.   he kept thinking about anastasia, and glancing at bedroom windows trying to figure out which one might be hers. 

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          ‘ yeah, i’m not so sure i can fucks wit’ witches no mo’, ‘   he paused, thinking about everything that happened with marney,   ‘ or necromancers.   bitches be cray, ‘   finally, he pulled out his stash of pharmaceuticals,   ‘ what is it’chu lookin’ for, boyfriend?   i got it all. ‘ 

[expensivetastexox]

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          jason may not have been the brightest person in the world, and sure, he was lacking a little bit of common sense   /   but he could understand now why jessica wanted to leave.   it wasn’t for her, and it wasn’t because she didn’t love him just as much as he loved her.   it was because she didn’t want him to give his life up to be with her.   and who knows, maybe he would feel differently later down the line.   maybe he would wanna find some human girl to settle down with, but that day wasn’t today.            ‘ i don’t want ya to change for me, jess, ‘   jason sook his head, his hands already missing the feeling of hers as she pulled them away.   he let his own hands hang down at his sides, unsure what to do with them.   what he wanted to do was pulling her against him and kiss her, but maybe now wasn’t the best time for that,   ‘ i fell in love with you, the person you are.   i don’t want this to be over yet, i’m not ready to lose you, ‘   he felt emotion grip his throat like a python, and the more he tried to swallow away the lump, the more painful it became.   he blinked back tears that haven’t fallen yet as he lifted his hands to her face.   his thumbs brushed away the blood from her eyes, leaving a red streak in their wake.

[theijeoma-deactivated20180827]

so many broken children living in grown bodies mimicking adult lives.

Ijeoma Umebinyuo (via vintagestark)

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          tara was so fucking mad she could cry, her chest tightened with frustration, a feeling she knew all too well.   usually, there wasn’t a day that went by that tara didn’t cuss somebody out, and it wasn’t a surprise to anyone anymore.   unless of course the person she cusses out was some random customer who had never met her before.   at least now she could put people in their place and just pop her fangs out and they were be out of her face in two seconds.   she wasn’t going to cry though, she didn’t want to show that kind of weakness.   and besides, she knew that if she cried, pam wouldn’t be there to comfort her like tara was for pam.            now behind the bar serving peoples’ drinks, she eyed her maker as the elder vampire strutted herself all the way up to eric’s throne, perching herself there.   there was disdain in tara’s eyes as she looked at her maker, jaw clenched tightly just as someone walked up to the bar.   it was some dumb, blonde bitch who ordered the most specific and complicated special drink order she possibly could and tara was just not in the mood for this shit.            averting her eyes from pam to the young woman in front of her, she practically rolled her eyes as she handed the girl a simple margarita.   “this isn’t what i ordered,”   said the woman.   ‘ well that’s what’cher fuckin’ gettin’.   anything else? ‘   she snapped at her, that’s when the blonde customer asked to speak with tara’s manager.   her fangs popped out with a click and she started yelling, pointing in pam’s direction,   ‘ she’s right up there!   go talk to ‘er, see if i fuckin’ care!   i fuckin’ quit anyway!   i don’t need this bullshit! ‘   with that little outburst, and all eyes on her, she stormed out of the bar and went downstairs to get a change of clothes.   she wasn’t sure where she was going, but she sure as hell didn’t want to stay here. 

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          eric couldn’t help the half smile that tugged at the corner of his lips.    a mere mortal’s reactions to learning his age always amused him,    ‘ why thank you, ‘    he responded smugly.    cocking a brow, he folded his hands in front of him,   ‘ i never said i wasn’t afraid of anything.   everyone isn’t without their fears. ‘   sure, he’s told plenty of people before that he wasn’t afraid of anything, but that was more so to people who thought he was weak, or enemies he needed to face.   however, this human wasn’t making him out to be some sort of pussy   /   nor was she a threat.    so he had no problem admitting that he himself, a thousand year old vampire, had fears of his own.               as she explained her  --  affliction  --  eric found himself even more interested than he was before.   he listened to her attentively, not taking her eyes off of hers but for a mere moment to glance at the way she was toying with the cross around her pretty little neck.    ‘ well, well, well....   you’re more than just a scared little human girl.   you’re something else.   /   something special.   who’s blood was it?   mommy and daddy? ‘

[thelovejournals]

We just held each other and I had never felt so good.

Charles Bukowski,  The Night Torn Mad With Footsteps (via lovelornrocketscientist)

[insomniiiac-blog1]

@bontempsmuses liked for a starter.

       ❛  anybody ever told ya you’re like a  BREATH OF FRESH AIR in a gas chamber ?  ❜

[bontempsmuses-blog]

          thomas thought about that compliment for a moment, mulling it over before deciding to smile in return   /   it lit up his porcelain features, as well as his bright blue eyes,   ‘ never quite like that, no, ‘   he shook his head, suddenly interested in sparking up a conversation with this human.   he was always a slut for compliments,   ‘ has anyone ever told you that you have quite a way with words?    my dear, if you keep complimenting me, i might just have to take you home with me and keep you forever, ‘   he teased with a soft giggle. 

[bontempsmuses-blog]

open    starter   /   thomas

          ‘ thirteen?? ‘    thomas has had people guess some low numbers before regarding his age, but this one had to be the most ridiculous.   after all   /   he was turned when he was twenty.   ‘ i’m actually over four hundred, but.... thank you? ‘

[bontempsmuses-blog]

open   starter   /   thomas

          ‘ i’ll have you know there’s absolutely nothing wrong with my bow tie, thank you very much. ‘ 

[sunshine-memes]

Send 😳 for my muse's reaction to yours kissing their neck.

[bontempsmuses-blog]

headcanon   /   how thomas fits into canon

          thomas meets most of the main characters during season 6 when burrell creates vamp camp where vampires are captured if they are out after curfew and experimented on.   thomas is nora gainesborough’s progeny, and he hadn’t seen her in over fifty years.   when she was infected with hep v and dying, thomas could feel that she was in a great amount of pain and got to louisiana as quickly as possible   /   he wasn’t prepared for all the hate the south had to offer.   because of this curfew, he was captured almost immediately, being taken to vamp camp where he was held in a general population room with other male vampires.             this is where he meets steve newlin, the scared little gay vampire who was hated by most of the population   /   by vampires and humans alike.    thomas believed in giving people the benefit of the doubt, and over the course of their time being tortured and tormented, feelings were developed between the two vampires.   steve had no idea thomas was nora’s progeny, and thomas had no idea that steve had just sold nora out to sarah newlin, the bitch running this operation, and steve’s ex wife.   nora was injected with hep v and was dying now, all thanks to steve newlin trying to save his own ass and get revenge on eric northman for killing his boyfriend, russel edgington.            feelings got deeper, especially once everyone was freed.   thomas took steve back to bill’s home where the vampires were laying low.   thomas suffered through the death of his maker alongside eric, and shortly after thomas learned that steve was the reason for nora’s death.   his heart was broken, but he gave steve a chance to leave before eric found out steve was there.   thomas wasn’t kind to steve, and turned him away, feeling more alone than he had ever felt before.    but now he had a whole vampire family he hadn’t gotten to know before.