I can't live another day

I am Amara Amara means eternally beautiful. Steams from the name Amarantha meaning unfading. I am Amara, the first Petrova of the world, I am the first female to be immortal. And I have been stuck in a box for 2000 years, and I can't live another day. Call me selfish, call me cruel, but I get what I want and when I want it. Tracking Tag: eternallyunfading

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Still On Hiatus

only for a little but the fact over 250 of you STILL follow me and continue to follow me means so much thank you <3 :) 

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I'm going to put amara on hiatus until after Christmas so

SHE IS ON HIATUS AND WILL BE BACK AROUND THE NEW YEAR <3 

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who would like a starter?

tagging you so you know i am going to be doing your long awaited reply, so sorry its taking forever honey.

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all replies i owe will come tomorrow since i get off school then amara shall be ACTIVE MORE!!!!! Like if I owe or you wish to have a starter <3

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Reblog if you're a fan of Jennifer Lawrence.

Let’s see how many people on tumblr like love her.

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girls masturbate girls grow body hair girls have stretch marks girls get acne girls poop girls burp girls have all normal body functions that men do stop stigmatising all of it im so mad

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just remembering that I made Klaus and Hayley's kid as soon as we found out Hayley was pregnant.....IDK if I want to bring her back. If I get enough wants I will remake her the blog still is up though :) 

http://thekingsspawn.tumblr.com/

but i'd probably change the bio a little around just because we see Klaus caring now

but yeah. i dont know if i should or shouldn't bring her back, what do you think?

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What Am I? | CLOSED with reditenebra

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      Damon knew he wasn’t Silas, nor was he Stefan. That was completely fine with him — partially. Sure it sucked that he fell for the face that wasn’t meant for him. He couldn’t shake it away. It started from Katherine, Elena, lastly Amara. Damon saw the tears begin to fall from her eyes and instinctively he attempted to wipe them away before she darted off. He didn’t know if it was the right thing to follow or to allow her to give into her wishes. 

     A sad yet pensive look wore upon Damon’s face as he headed towards the basement. She finally came out — and Damon found this as progress; but then her words about his efforts to help seemed to sting. Almost as if he was offended by them. “Qetsi-whatever she calls herself told me that I’m not destined to be with such a face like yours. That’s reserved for someone like my brother.” Damon began speaking softly. Taking a breath he locked his blue hues upon hers.

     ”Do not ever assume my actions of caring for someone to be merely nothing but an association to your looks.” Damon seemed to have a more flat but determined tone to his voice. His eyes metaphorically burning with a sense of passion. “Because you’re right. You are another face you share; but I care for you, Elena, for Katherine all the same. Amara, you’re alive. Sure you’re a vampire but you can finally live a life that was taken away from you.”

      Damon didn’t understand why he was fighting so hard for her — in the short amount of time he got to know her, he was drawn. Like it was the Universe calling him towards his own destiny. A duty of sorts. It was probably the reason why he would give his life for Elena, and help Katherine if she begged hard enough. It was a combination of his mother raising him to help the helpless. This was a side no one really got to see but two. “You need help. I can help you.” A smile appearing on his face, “There’s something about you that draws me in. Honestly, I would like to get to know you. At least help you cope with the pain you’re feeling.”

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Amara sighed as she looked at Damon's sad look. Even for herself, it pained her to be seeing such a man in such a state. Holding her body up with her frail but now slightly stronger arms. He had a different face, one of a sadder, softer facial features. She was mesmerised by the blue pigments of his eyes. All colours absorbed and only one shot out, blue. It was icy and she liked them. They were different to Silas' green eyes.

There were times when she never wanted Silas to come and rescue her, times when she wanted him to. But at this moment, now, her opinion had been changing, shifting into different idea's. She was glad she was saved, glad to have met the dopplegangers that fell five hundred years after her, and to be meeting and standing in front of a raven Godlike male.

"I know notice my mistake. I am sorry Damon. I won't assume things again." She spoke softly, her voice meek as she canted her eyes away from his face. She sighed as she moved and found the sofa to sit on, tucking her legs underneath her body she sighed. Leaning her head against the cushion backing she let her fingers walk around her thighs. Trying to get her mind off the insane bloodlust that was starting to very slowly consume her. She had to get control of it, and fast.

"I do realise that I am alive. At times, like now, I am grateful for it. But also sad as I don't have Silas with me anymore. But, I also want to be someone other than the girl who fell in love with Silas. A greek handmaiden. I don't want that anymore. I want to be someone new. Different. And I would appreciate your help with the bloodlust. I'd like to get to know you as well. Your eyes, they draw me to you as well." 

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Back now, sorry I didn't tell anyone I was doing my final year 9 exams. But I'm out of them and finished year 9 so yeah I'm back here and all active again :)

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Infected With The Crazy (Amara&Evangeline)

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Eva felt nothing but sorrow as she stared at the woman in front of her. She looked so lost and so frighten. Not to mention, the pain was just evident in her familiar brown eyes. She wanted to comfort her, to tell her that it was alright, but she knew it would be useless. She had no idea why she was in so much pain. Eva felt the need to ask, but she didn’t want to appear as though she was invading the girl’s personal space.

She shuffled in her spot. Eva suddenly felt uncomfortable standing in the same room as Amara, but not because she was frighten of her, but because she was unsure on what to say. Eva had never been the best person when it came to talking. She always found it easier to keep things to herself rather than say it out loud. Would she have been the best person to come down and try and talk to Amara?

Eva shook the thought from her head almost instantly. Of course she was. It was obvious that Elena frightened Amara to no ends by her shocking doppelganger resemblance, and Damon …. Eva almost scoffed at the thought of Damon. Damon talking to Amara was clearly out of the picture. She stared at the girl in a confused manner as she heard her second question. What did she mean, was she real? Eva paused, unsure on how to respond to that before she finally found her voice.

"My name is Evangeline," Eva replied, "But you can call me Eva," She laughed nervously before adding, "Evangeline Salvatore tends to be a bit of a mouthful."

Eva stopped herself suddenly before she went on another one of her ramble attacks. It was a trait that she did whenever she felt nervous. And she didn’t want to frighten the girl more so than she already was. Eva moved slowly to the bench opposite Amara and took a seat.

"There’s no need to be frighted," Eva assured her, "I’m not going to hurt you, I promise," Her gaze drifted to the cellar door for a moment before she returned her attention to Amara, "And if you want, I’ll make sure that the one who calls you crazy pants stays away.” She added the last part in an attempt to lighten the mood.

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She couldn't let anyone touch her, no ghost, no human, no vampire, no witch, no werewolf, no hybrid. None of them. She remembered clearly the moths of the sacrifices. Thirty six supernatural beings walked through her in the space of a month by the hands of the supernatural in Mystic Falls. Not to mention the others dying all over the world. Every day at least one dead soul passed through her.

Amara slowly felt more comfortable around the girl in front of her. Slightly less scared. She didn't seem out to hurt her at all. Moving back to the chair and table she sat down and put her arms out as she looked towards the brunette. "Untie me, please?" She asked softly as she pushed her scared and frail arms just out a little further.

The she had a name. Evangeline, or Eva for short. "You have such a beautiful name." Amara spoke softly as she smiled towards Eva. "I'm Amara. But, I am quite sure you already knew that. Are you going to hurt me?" She asked softly as she sunk slightly in her chair. She felt like a young child, one she once was.

"Evangeline Salvatore, I must say is a mouthful but still quite beautiful. Wear your name with pride." She smiled as she chuckled at then how old she sounded and how young she felt. Polar opposites in one body. But she could snap fast as well. Be scared in an instant. She was broken and if you pressed her wrong she would crumble.

Amara dropped her head softly before she resumed to rolling her neck out, getting hopefully some of the kinks and knots out. "I apologise for my fright but it's just, everything is so different, and I can finally move my mouth and tell them to stop. After two thousand years. I've been in hell."

Her voice changed emotion as her eyes still held the same terror and sadness that was pulsing throughout Amara's body. "Are you related to him?" She asked witch a chuckle. "It sounds like you have some form of authority over blue eyes. Please keep him away, he more so annoys me than scares me. I'm not so frightened and scared as you all believe. Surely I am but not like you all seem to believe." 

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Gilbert's Legal Guardian

Jenna - \j(en)-na\ - Arabic origin for Heaven. ⊰ ⊱ Jenna | Vampire | Twenty-Seven "I have no...

Had to change URL 

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Gilbert's Legal Guardian

Jenna - \j(en)-na\ - Arabic origin for Heaven. ⊰ ⊱ Jenna | Vampire | Twenty-Seven "I have no...

I did it, I made Jenna

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after the news we just heard I have decided to make an Aunt Jenna blog because I have always loved her so yeah. Making yet another blog to add to my ever growing list, but it is slowly kicking off blogs but yeah.