& LETHAL

you don't know me very well. my happy face and my mad face are the same. private.

[lethasia]

( eric. )

               【 Ｄ Ｒ Ｅ Ｙ Ｒ Ｕ Ｇ Ｒ 】;;

                    after a MILLENNIUM, he should have more self control.           he is a GODLIKE being — with a temper almost the size of his appetite. remorse now clouds his gaze. ( for his beautiful locks of course,                  & not for the reeking guts that now litter the floor beneath the club.                                                     he has his priorities, even now. )                      those stormy hues do not meet his companion’s gaze.                                       pam is r u t h l e s s in all things.                                                                     he has taught her well.

                ❛ if you render me bald, i shall never forgive you. ❜

               seldom does the woman show true amusement; or any emotion beyond disdain, indifference, and utter violence. yet within the presence of he whom made her, she is far more expressive --- in her own way, at least. lacquered lips curl at the corners into an almost ( probably, entirely ) arrogant grin.

                 her fingers comb through the bloodied strands of his hair, further assessing the damage done by his gruesome, wonderful, ventures down below. inhuman precision allows for quick and effortless sweeps of the scissors in her hand, bloodied, ruin hair falling to the floor in clumps.

              ❛  hmm, no, luckily that won't be necessary; however investing in some shower caps might be.   had you made someone other than me, i doubt they'd would have been able to save your hair like me.

                                                           -------take a look.  ❜

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sᴏ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ʜᴇ·s ᴘᴏᴜᴛɪɴɢ ﹣﹣ ʜᴜʟᴋɪɴɢ ʙᴏᴅʏ sʟᴜᴍᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜɪs sᴇᴀᴛ. ᴀ ᴄ ʜ ɪ ʟ ᴅ . ʜɪs ʜᴀɪʀ ɪs ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ. ʜɪɴᴅsɪɢʜᴛ ɪs ₂₀/₂₀﹐ ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ɪs ᴄᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ.

               she had seen him tear into humans, and rip anyone who stood in his way, even of his own kind, to shredded pieces. witnessing blood splattered upon eric northman was far from a new sight, though it had gotten depressingly less common as of late.

                          pity. RED looked utterly ravishing on him. even when he looked but a few moments away from throwing a tantrum for ruining his hair. to be entrusted with the task of keeping her maker look godly, like sex on legs ( as ginger had put it, all those years ago ) was a task she took pride in. even with this little hiccup, all was not lost.

                          ❛   look at you, you’re a mess. we’ll just have to go shorter.  ❜

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callmeselina said: Dude the show’s quality deteriorated so bad. The finale was so disappointing LIKE

it did. i still had moments i really liked in s7. but hhhhh. the same is with the book series tho the ending sucks lol

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acridcynic said: i’m still in denial that tara died tbh

aND I WAS HOPING FOR MOR ETHAN JUST A MENTION OF IT FROM PAM BUT 8l

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so i finally finished s7 of true blood and the very end is????? weird??? like i honestly i wish alcide was still alive and that sookie was w/ him at the end instead of this random person. the last scene also just felt rushed like it was a quick peek into her life and that's all. idk i was just really emotional about her staking bill so i was hoping for a really really good payoff at the end and i'm kinda disappointed w/ that. everything else was gr8 but y ea

[lethasia]

( ` & tara )

     vampires. even the word has left a vile taste in her mouth      since they ’ came out of the coffin. ’ for such a trite phrase to be      assigned to such a huge world event never really settled right in      tara’s mind — and yet here she is, one of them: the world thrown       into such sharpness through her undead eyes; a savage thirst       swimming and burning through her blackened veins like molten      silver. where she once would have thrilled to drive a stake through      any vampire’s heart, now she looks at the woman before her and      knows she would face the true death a thousand times if it meant      saving pam — no matter how reluctantly they both entered into this      relationship. now she looks at the anger on that flawless face and      can read the concern written underneath.

                                 ’ think so? ‘

     and now a smile tugs at her mouth, no matter how she tries      to hold it down.

                                 ’ do it, then, crazy white bitch. ‘

               not a quiet thought is left in her mind; and while this was far from uncommon, they were usually a little less turbulent. to become a maker, was not a notion to be taken lightly ------ even though she did do it once before, out of curiosity, before abandoning him. but this time was different, at least in how it turned out. for better, or worse, she was tied to the fowl-mouthed, tough as nails bartender, and the bond was as real as her fangs, invisible to the naked eye but she could feel it.

                                       ❛ you so quick to die again, sweetheart? ❜

               and for some time, she couldn't feel much of anything on the other end. not death, but not life; maybe she was too bogged down with eric's shit again ( which also included sookie's, and bill's and the whole goddamn town of bon temps for that matter ) to feel it. either way, it didn't make the panic she felt during that time, as a maker, any easier, though. 

                 ❛ fortunately for you, it'd be a bad investment on my part to kill my own creation. ❜

                          ❛ maybe i'll lock you in your coffin instead. grounding, vampire style. ❜

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startahs? ♥

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         ❛ cute, but you're not playing in the sandbox anymore. ❜

mvmiya

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         ❛ isn't this quaint. come to join hell on earth, have you? ❜

ofpossession

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         ❛ you've got to be fucking kidding me. ❜

herburden

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startahs? ♥

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 ʻ Is… Everything alright ? ʼ

      tone indecisive, wary of the stranger before him.

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         ❛ well aren't you sweet as honey. nothing a little bite to eat couldn't fix, but i'm not sure i want what's on the menu. ❜

[quoted-books]

Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of monsters knew how to play at being human.

Victoria Schwab, Vicious (via hellishbutler)

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pam is baE

hELL YEAH SHE IS uvu

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acridcynic

     subtlety has never been her strong suit; blunt force trauma      has always been tara’s approach to any situation. strike the      fatal blow as soon as possible and the outcome will always be      favorable. but now, she is — surprisingly — close-mouthed,      dusky lips pressed together as though there is a flood of words      threatening to spill over.

                                 ’ ——- been around.

               her blood simmers and pops like volatile acid, itching to melt the flesh off of anything who was stupid enough to temp her wrath. & to a very fine degree, this included that whom she made; whom she went to ground with & brought back into the world, however [ shitty ] the world was. while there was not a single thing that could, or would, ever possess her to bring upon the true death to her child [ even if the union was not done out of any kind of desire on either of their parts ], none would ever be spared from her anger. and certainly not when it was deserved. & so, when she echoes that of her progeny, the usual stillness in her tone is not indifference, but something far more wild, and restrained.

                                                  she is fucking pissed;

                    ❛ you've been around. ❜

                                  ❛                      i should wring your goddamn neck, tara. ❜

                                                                                  & relieved beyond measure.

[lethasia]

Love your blog. had to follow! thank you for the follow back!

of course lovely!♥

[lethasia]

         ❛ hush. what's a sweet lookin' girl like you doing in a place like this, hm? you'll be eaten alive before the night's up. probably sooner. ❜

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