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@fatedtoendure

            “ look, you don’t need to keep lying about it                       damon told me yesterday. ”

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@fatalistborn

              “ so after this, what’s the plan stan ?                  pop ‘em, tie ‘em up, and light  his                  eyebrows on fire ??? ” 

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KAI PARKER.

                 ❛ … ——————-how exactly, do you lose a dead body ?  the entire point of them being dead is that they become a non problem. ——– that’s the wole reason, people murder other people.  ❜

             she’s not a whiner with most things. but she had spent twenty minutes convincing damon that she could handle the body by herself while he went handled something far more important. but “ his fucking foot got caught on a branch in the water and i couldn’t get ‘em off it but then the rock slipped ‘cause i pulled too hard and then so did he and then i couldn’t get him out of the water AND NOW HE’S TEMPORARILY GONE ALRIGHT!!! ” 

                                                                         ....

                  “ AND IT’S ONLY A PROBLEM IF WE CAN’T FIND HIM OKAY !!! ” 

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@magicsiphon.

           “ my liver says NO, but my heart says YES. ”

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LOGAN.

              he moves to stand behind her, hands gently falling to her waist, cheek pressed to hers.           ❛  ————-just remember it kicks, no noodle arms. ❜ he murmured with a smile, blue eyes trained on the targets. ❛ you got this, just breathe.. ❜   

she relaxes into his touch, a slow breath of air releasing from her lungs. she lets her fingers adjust around the trigger for a moment. she should feel powerful with a gun in her hands, it’s all she’s ever searching for. another breath pulls in through quivering lungs despite her insecurities, finger clicking the trigger. it’s quicker than she expects, a quick jolt to her hands forcing her body to flinch slightly. “did i get it ??? ” she asks abruptly as if she hadn’t heard the clang from the bullet hitting the can. “ wait wait logan where’d it go ? i think i got it !!!       did i get it ? where’d it go ??? ”

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LAURA.

⌞ ✖. MONSTERHEARTD.⌝

               ❛ i can smell the blood ❜ the words leave her lips absently. not intended to be accusatory, just…———-commentary.  ❛ it isn’t fresh and it isn’t yours. but it lingers in the air every time you speak. ❜ she supposes she could pretend it isn’t there for the simple sake of social communication but, why ? they were supposed to be friends. lying to her face wasn’t part of the deal.

              she’s been caught RED-HANDED like this before. maybe not by someone with quite as much certainty as laura, but still       she should know better. “ what ?      no, i fed yesterday. it’s probably that shitty hotel shampoo we’ve been using or something. ” she grumbles, tilting her head down to take an obvious sniff of her hair. 

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ELENA.

❛   and   YOU SAID  you were going to do the history homework for us to EARN what was left of my chunky money.   ❜    an endless array of betrayals and malicious wrong-doings litter the floor in front of them —— and elena gilbert gives not an inch.    ❛   remember when you accidentally hit your head on the cupboard before your date with logan and i fed you my blood so you wouldn’t have to miss it for a badly-lit sit down with the cranky nurse nancy ?  — since we both know logan is a much better and much more fashionable plus-one than she is,  i’d say you owe me.   ❜   a satisfied smirk claims pink lips in assumed victory.    ❛   get out the nail polish, please.   ❜ 

              this is about as NORMAL as life will get for them, intermittent quarrels about nail polish and ice cream squished in between all the warfare & gore. airiana figures it’s good this way that way they can have something to look forward too, no matter how insignificant and trivial as painting each other’s nails seems. “ fine. ” she seethes through pressed lips, snatching open the first drawer of her bedside table and pulling out a shimmering blue and a deep red. “please don’t pick the red.”

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LOGAN.

@monsterheartd. 

                ❛  ————-widen your feet…don’t lock your elbows so tight… ❜ he murmured, gently tapping the inside of her shoe with the toe of his boot. he stood just behind her, gaze fixing on the cans fifteen yards away, just past her shoulder. 

her mind is painfully alert with the gun in her hands and the absence of alcohol occupying her brain. logan helps.( but they both know that’ll never be ENOUGH. ) airis lids squint into a slit, narrowing her gaze in on the empty cans they’d found in the garbage. “ so it’s just... i just pull the trigger and that’s it, right ? that’s all ? ”

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DAMON.

      “ if this is one of those pumpkin spice things, i’m not drinking it. ”                     he replied and then narrowed his gaze. “ —————-and why are you making my coffee? ”

      “hey, don’t knock it till you’ve tried it. ” airi remarked before offering the cup out from behind her back, a cheeky grin gracing her features. “ oh... ya’ know... just wanted to let cha’ know i appreciate you and.... stuff. ” she grins again, blinking her eyes at him as if it would have some kind of effect.

[rp-memes-cafe]

Tell my muse "You're not a monster" and see how they react.

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rp-memes-cafe:

Alternately: Tell them “You’re a monster” and see how they react.

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@ghostlysorrows

          " hey !!! ” she’s all bubbles & smiles even though she’s knows better than to think that shit would actually work on him. “ guess who made their favorite sarcastic blood sucker a coffee ? ” HER, obviously the answer is her and obviously he can smell the mug of bourbon and folgers hidden behind her back. 

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   friendly reminder that if we write together i do not want you to feel pressured or stressed about our thread/s. i am slow™ and i do not expect you to reply quickly, reply lengthily, or reply /at all/ if you cannot find the insp / muse for it. i will not resent you in any way if i see you replying to other threads on my dash. i will not resent you if i see you doing everything B U T writing on the dash. if i follow you and we’ve plotted or have been writing together, i enjoy seeing you on my dash. period. you replying to me in any timeline is not a condition of my liking / supporting / appreciating you. so pls don’t apologize for taking your time. pls don’t apologize for dropping threads. write what you want to when you want to and feel free to come to me if you ever want to start something new / plot something / rework a starter i’ve written you.

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hey so my google chrome won’t work which means xkit won’t work so THEREFORE i can’t do replies. interenet explorer works but i can’t do xkit on there so until i figure that bullshit out replies are in my drafts. :(

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@perfectxrecall

            she gives up her addiction to bar gigs and sweat two nights a week so long as she gets HIM the rest. besides she likes seeing him like that. happy, at least most nights when he’s on stage. her palms find warmth on his chest over the teeshirt clinging to his skin. “ i liked that song tonight.” airi murmurs with a slight smirk, fingers toying with his necklace.“ think it could be the one ? ”

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MATTHEW.

    “i’m……irritated. You’ve never met someone like him, let alone had to live with them.” though the words were meant to carry the tone intended, his voice had no bite. but he blamed that on the half empty bottle between the two of them.

| monsterheartd ; ask & u shall recieve

           her mouth draws up into a sloppy smile, lidded eyes falling over his features. “ neither have youuuu        ” she drags, prying the bottle from his hands before taking a swig. “ he’s not even that bad. he’s just a little... ” piece of shit ? “        rough around the edges is all. ”

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NATHAN.

                 green eyes OBSERVE her movements with subtle amusement before they roll & a short exhale of exasperation leaves parted lips. his jaw sets at the mention of his dad & nathan shrugs, expression turning hard to read before he leans back into the couch.                               ❛ ————–yeah, he knows. ❜

                 it’s the alcohol that allows her to say these things           DAD           with such ease. but it’s the way his expression twists, she knows that face. airiana swallows, looking down at her glass before turning back to him suddenly, as if she had just remembered something she’d forgotten to say ages ago.  “ i never liked him you know.            i mean i know i wasn’t a huge FAN of your’s either but i really didn’t like him. ”