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"I'll Survive.
Somehow, I Always Do."
Should I make Elena her own blog instead of having her as a sideblog?
Keep her as a side blog i dont mind it
She deserves her own blog independent of Katherine
Id just archive this one and move her to her own blog. Wouldn't delete this one. Mostly Im worried she'd lose follower/partners.
Well. Shit. Now I gotta make her lmfao. Tonight's project.
βHave you ever used a gun before? Christ."
"Ok look, Im much better with a cross bow ok? I tried to tell you."
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As always, send Β + [ reverse ] Β to reverse the actions. Multimuses specify muse.
TO NOTICE.
β are you alright? β
β do you want to leave? β
β what do you need? β
β here. you were looking for this, right? β
β here. itβs your favorite .β
β you forgot your ____ .β
β you didnβt do that thing you usually do. why? β
β your routine changed.β
β you didnβt sleep last night, did you? β
β they called again, didnβt they? β
β___ came back, didnβt they? β
β you donβt like ____ . β
β you like ____ . β
β you love ____ . β
β of course i remembered. β
β i notice everything about you. β
β you scrunch your nose when youβre thinking β¦ itβs cute. β
β youβre tapping your fingers. whatβs wrong? β
β you seem β¦ off, today. did something happen? β
β shh. theyβre thinking. β
TO BE NOTICED.
β i didnβt know you noticed that β¦ β
β you remembered. β
β how on earth did you remember that? β
β how did you know? β
β you know me so well. β
β no one knows me like you do. β
β - oh! i was just about to get that. β
β iβm glad you noticed. β
β i was hoping someone would notice. β
β you always know what iβm thinking. β
β hey, can you give me the - thanks. β
β you know me better than i know myself. β
β itβs kind of scary how well you know me, sometimes. β
ACTIONS.
[ return ] Β - Β for the sender to put something back in itβs rightful place.
[ foresight ] Β - Β for the sender to complete a task that receiver regularly does because receiver was busy.
[ memory ] Β - Β for sender to remember a small detail about receiverβs past.
[ favorite ] Β - Β for sender to remember a small detail about receiverβs personal preferences.
[ boundary ] Β - Β for sender to reenforce receiverβs boundary so receiver doesnβt have to.
[ comfort ] Β - Β for sender to silently provide a comforting item/action to receiver in a time of need.
[ requirement ] Β - Β for sender to provide something receiver needed without asking.
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[Text:Damon]: IMG-GIF
[Text: Elena] : a bird with tash in its beak, actually is a very fitting imagery for you Damon.
STEFAN SALVATORE & ELENA GILBERT
THE VAMPIRE DIARIES (2009β2017 ) Β Resident Evil Β
Should I make Elena her own blog instead of having her as a sideblog?
Keep her as a side blog i dont mind it
She deserves her own blog independent of Katherine
Id just archive this one and move her to her own blog. Wouldn't delete this one. Mostly Im worried she'd lose follower/partners.
Iβm so sorry that youβve lost so many people. I still have you. Elena Gilbert & Jeremy Gilbert in The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017)
"It does strike me as something Miss Forbes would partake in," he agrees, before he looks down at his phone and scrolls some more through the app store. "I suppose for the more enterprising youths, social media is very helpful. I on the other hand, prefer not to update everyone every minute of the day with my exact location and activities."
"Which is fair. I think a lot of it has to do with making such a big world smaller? Reaching out to people from all over the world or even in your local community. I think it really stems from the inate desire to just... feel like you matter. To feel like you can say or do something and people care about it. Whether its a like of facebook, or instagram, or tik tok. I think the center of every seemingly meaningless 'Roman had a coke zero today with lunch hashtag ballin' is just the desire to be seen and feel like someone cares about aspects of your life."
Nope, none of that means anything to him. "I thought the big thing was Facebook. What happened to that?" That was... ten years ago? He hadn't had that either, of course, through Freya did. Rebekah might have dabbled, but he couldn't recall in what.
"Facebook is still a thing, although its more of a legacy thing. You had one when it was popular and now you just... still have one to keep in touch with family and post memes. Then there's twitter of course, Caroline uses that religiously too, but I hate the cap on how many letters you can use in a post. There's also instagram, which is like... Tik tok but a smidge more professional.?
"I don't particularly understand tiktok." He's not even sure he wants to at this point. He's gone his whole immortal life without it, surely it can't be that life altering.
"From what I've heard from Caroline its just like any other fad social media, only full of kids doing fork knife dancing." She doesn't have one herself, but shes been roped into Caroline's dance routine videos more than once.
γ €γ €he simply sat there for a moment, practically having an out of body experience. how and why the hell had things escalated so quickly? he vaguely wondered if he'd perhaps also suffered from whiplash, he felt so out of sorts. at least he wasn't alone, so that was something he had going for himself. there would probably be some sort of catch later, something she'd demand in exchange for helping him. nobody did something kind out of the goodness of their hearts - at least, not from what he'd seen for all his life. he shrugged weakly in agreement. β just thought i'd offer, β he hummed, rather blasΓ© about the whole situation - frequent brushes with violence and death will do that to a man. the process of cleaning wounds was a familiar comfort, and he decided to forgo worrying about anything new and confusing. he simply sat quietly under her ministrations, forcing himself into silence, no matter how much it hurt; he had to conserve his strength, or something like that. ( or he just didn't want to seem weak ). his head tipped in acknowledgement. β i appreciate the heads up, β he responded dryly, the way his lips twitched the only indicator he felt the pain she mentioned. it was certainly more painful, but if it would set as promised, that seemed rather worth it to him. he couldn't help but observe his surroundings as he waited, both out of curiosity for the new environment and concern that they would be joined by yet another interesting friend.
She was impressed. Honestly, shes seen men twice his size cry like a baby with less intense wounds. Who was this guy?
He definitely had the vault dweller mysterious feel to him. She'd never met one heself but from what she'd heard it was like meeting someone from a different world. Mostly because vault dwellers were born and raised in the VAULT and had never seen the waste land.
What she didn't know about this man was that from a different world wasn't quite correct, he was from a whole different TIME. Before the bombs dropped. He'd seen this world in it's prime, flourishing, long before the radiation turned everything to dust.
She watched him as he scanned the horizon, curious about what he was thinking, what he was feeling. Who he was. Where he came from. Maybe she should just introduce herself.
"I'm Elena, by the way." She offered with a small smile.
"I would have introduced myself sooner, but well... you were bleeding to death." She chuckled. "That's probably settled by now, you should be able to move. Try not to make BIG movements though, it can tear like stitches."
She paused and then dug around in her bag some more, another pause before she licked her lips and pulled out a t-shirt.
"Here, um, this was my dad's... but, I don't think he'd mind me lending it to someone in need." She offered, this time her smile had a bitter sweet warmth to it.
"It's about an hours walk from here to my place back in mystic falls, but once we get there I can get you some food and water, and stitch you up properly." She packed her bag back up and then got to her feet, offering her hand to her mysterious friend.
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