❛ DEVILS ROLL THE DICE !

angels roll their eyes !

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THIS BLOG IS NOW ARCHIVED. if you’d still like to follow, i’m at @missamericanaed. same url, fresh new blog :~)

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THIS BLOG IS NOW ARCHIVED. if you’d still like to follow, i’m at @missamericanaed. same url, fresh new blog :~)

[missamericanaed]

it’s you and me, there’s nothing like this. MISS AMERICANA and the HEARTBREAK PRINCE. we’re so sad, we paint the town blue. voted most likely to run away with you. // ind. priv. sel. multimuse ft. characters from 13 reasons why, the punisher, descendants, the shadowhunter chronicles, legacies, and many more! penned by hales. 

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THIS BLOG IS NOW ARCHIVED. if you’d still like to follow, i’m at @missamericanaed. same url, fresh new blog :~)

[rickybowen]

no matter where you go, we can meet in the space between

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HAYLEY ON INSTAGRAM — a.k.a. that obsessed mom

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 since  the  attempt  on  her  life,  hayley  had  been  in  hiding.  only  a  handful  of  people  had  known  where  she  was  and  who  she  was  with.  after  years  of  staying  away,  she  was  finally  able  to  come  to  the  salvatore  boarding  school  and  see  hope  again.  she'd  been  away  from  her  little  girl  for  far  too  long.  ❝  hey,  sweet  girl.  ❞  she  says,  a  smile  on  her  face  as  she  steps  into  view  of  her  daughter,  leaning  against  the  doorframe  of  hope's  room. // @galaxiqs​, for hope

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 ❝  tyler...  long  time  no  see.  ❞  she  says,  lifting  an  eyebrow  at  the  wolf  across  from  her.  hands  instinctively  go  to  cradle  the  bump  protruding  from  between  her  hips,  though  she  knows  tyler  would  never  do  anything  to  hurt  her  or  the  baby.  ❝  what  are  you  doing  in  new  orleans?  ❞ // @galaxiqs​, for tyler

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 ❝  forgive  me  if  i'm  rude,  but  new  orleans  vampires  don't  bring  out  the  best  side  of  me.  ❞  she  says,  a  wine  glass  full  of  what  could  pass  as  red  wine,  but  was  definitely  not.  ❝  bad  memories  associated,  i'm  sure  you  understand.  ❞ // @mythborne​, for eric 

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click the heart for a starter from hayley marshall!

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i need sessionbox to start working now that i’m actively in the mood and mindset to do replies/drafts so that i dont have to keep logging in and out. 

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induro‌:

Sitting on her bed with headphones in, Hope was tapping her foot against the mattress to the 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓 as she scrolled through pages of notes on witchcraft that her Aunt Freya had taught her 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐘 years before but she had to keep at the 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐓 of her mind for the next round of tests at school. Wolf senses tingled as she felt and heard the rattle of knuckles on her wooden door, but also, that voice. “Mom?” She stood up and opened the door, not actually 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 to see her standing there. Within seconds, Hope is on the floor, her hand covering her mouth. “How?” 

 it  had  been  a  long  shot.  working  with  witches  over  a  number  of  years  to  ensure  that  if  something  happened  to  her,  they  would  be  able  to  bring  her  back.  she  hadn't  told  anyone  what  she  was  doing,  worried  that  if  she  were  found  out,  her  plan  would  be  put  to  a  stop.  ❝  hi,  baby.  ❞  she  says,  fingers  toying  with  the  hem  of  her  shirt.  ❝  it's  a  long  story.  i'm  so  glad  to  see  you.  ❞  her  voice  is  shaky,  but  she  does  her  best  to  hold  it  together  for  her  daughter.  her  daughter  who  she  never  thought  she'd  see  again,  in  those  last  moments  before  her  life  had  seemingly  come  to  a  permanent  end.  she  kneels  to  the  ground  and  brushes  her  fingers  through  her  daughter's  dark  tresses  before  her  hand  comes  to  rest  on  the  side  of  hope's  face.

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justpawns‌:

        the most she can do is offer a gentle  nudge  with her elbow,    eyes hidden behind a curtain of hair as she spares him a quick,    hopefully  somewhat  comforting glance.    “soon enough.”    it’s almost time for groups to go out,    and she’ll be damned if they don’t  slip  out as well.    maybe for good.    “it’s okay.”

 her  touch  is  the  one  thing  that  keeps  him  grounded.  when  everything  goes  to  shit,  when  it  gets  worse  than  he  thought  it  could,  she's  the  anchor  that  keeps  his  feet  on  the  ground.  ❝  you  and  me,  right?  ❞  he  asks,  holding  out  his  hand  to  her,  pinky  extended  offering  her  a  promise;  he'd  promise  her  the  world,  and  would  do  anything  to  give  it  to  her.  and,  he  wanted  to  see  his  mom  again.  even  if  he  couldn't  talk  to  her.  he  wanted  to  know  that  she  was  alright.

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 she  swallowed  hard,  taking  her  first  step  inside  the  salvatore  boarding  school,  heart  thumping  with  every  step  she  took  closer  to  the  room  that  belonged  to  hope.  when  she  was  to  the  door  that  separated  her  from  her  daughter,  she  lifted  a  hand  to  knock,  and  waited,  jaw  clenched  to  stop  herself  from  crying.  ❝  hope?  ❞  she  called  out,  knocking  again,  and  then  stepping  back. // @induro​

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 she  lifts  an  eyebrow  at  the  girl,  a  mirror  image  of  a  girl  she'd  known  back  in  mystic  falls.  ❝  katherine.  come  to  try  and  kill  me  yourself?  ❞ // @induro​

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❝  i  don't  know  how  much  more  of  this  i  can  take.  ❞  he  says,  eyes  darting  over  to  riley  quickly  before  returning  to  his  hands,  clasped  in  his  lap. // @justpawns​ 

[juliawvicker]

Hayley Marshall appreciation 2/∞