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due to recent events, ones that i do not wish to entirely share with the public, this blog will be placed under hiatus until i can bring myself to gather some sort of interest in writing again. for the mean time, if anyone would like to message me over IM or would like my skype, we can talk there. i apologize, truly, i know i have not been on this blog long. the same hiatus goes for my other blogs as well. again, i apologize, and i do hope to return soon. now just is not the time.

#HIATUS NOTICE.#( ooc. )

truehorror-blog1

let us begin with a toast to our shared gift: immortality. after 1,000 years, one might expect life to be less keenly felt, for its beauties and its sorrows to diminish with time, but as vampires we feel more deeply than humans could possibly imagine. insatiable need, exquisite pain, our victories, and our defeats. to my city, my home again. may the blood never cease to flow.

highly selective. private. written by char.

#( ➣ i can feel the heat rising. ┊ self-promotions. )#//#JUST FOLLOW MY NEW B #because all my muse is here atm #and i do still want to interact with everyone #but my damon #eh #SOOO #give me love on klaus #and i promise #i will be back on here sometime soon #:))

truehorror-blog1

let us begin with a toast to our shared gift: immortality. after 1,000 years, one might expect life to be less keenly felt, for its beauties and its sorrows to diminish with time, but as vampires we feel more deeply than humans could possibly imagine. insatiable need, exquisite pain, our victories, and our defeats. to my city, my home again. may the blood never cease to flow.

highly selective. private. written by char.

#( ➣ i can feel the heat rising. ┊ self-promotions. )#;))

elena.

cold air was blowing onto her bare skin . without jacket . without heat . without hope . everything seemed lost . lost . empty . her guts told her to run ! run for your life, little girl . but she did not . she stopped & looked directly into the eyes of the tall boy in front of her . she was not scared anymore . she knew his face . the lines across his features . his sad blue eyes . she knew him . he was no bad guy . he was just … sad . ’ hey ! what’s wrong ? ’

@notasaviour / sc .

what was wrong… the beat of her human heart rang out throughout his ears; damon could hear the fear, and the power she was using to ease it. don’t be afraid he wanted to tell her. He would not hurt her. That he knew for sure. “------ do you want the short version or the long? i can tell you now, strangers telling you stories never does end well….” he was charming, that much he knew. with the curve of his lips and the sparkle in his eye, damon did his best to wash away the fear.

#knowsdeath #//#i have nooo idea #but here #finally here is my reply

hisbattlesa-blog

he’s worried that he’ll never see stefan again. that he’ll never find peace. but i know he’s wrong. because peace exists. it lives in everything we hold dear. that is the promise of peace, that one day, after a long life, we find each other again. // independent & selective STEFAN SALVATORE from cw’s the vampire diaries.

#( ➣ better than fine bourbon. ┊ promotions. )

jordan-parrish

#tvd spoilers #( ➣ hero-haired brother. ┊ stefan salvatore. )#( ➣ behind blue eyes. ┊ visage. )

ur new psd is so rad

WOW, THANK YOU DARLING!!

#//#seriously youre so sweet #scathedcut

melordamas

Lorde // Liabilty

#( ➣ it is very emerson the way you revel your soul. ┊ quotes. )#fmu #why lorde #idk what this has to do with anything #BUT I FEEL.#sorry.

elena.

☆.*┊ notasaviour ( based. )

Her heart ached. Over && over, she chased. Never really knowing where he’d end up next, never really knowing how long she’d have to find him, to have him back again. It k i l l e d her, each && every time, hundred of deaths && every next one had the weight of the ones before it burdening its shoulders… There were times she found him as a child, watched him have a better life than he did before; interrupted when he didn’t, changed the score. But he never remembered the girl who saved him. Just the girl with the doe eyes he ran into ( for what he didn’t know was the umpteenth time ).

This time she’d kept him safe, watched from afar like she was his guardian angel – she let him live. But he faced strife && it killed her not to be able to help him. She couldn’t always, he had to grow as a person && it hurt her just as it hurt him. But now, he’d reached a patch. Now she could see he needed her whether he knew it or not within his soul, deep deep down. He’d reached a decent age, the age she’d first known him. How she’d waited ‘til then, she’d never know, but now was the time to approach him. Her heart raced at the thought of it, but she did. She always did.

“Hi. Are you… James by any chance?” She played as though she were meeting someone. He always did like to be her hero even if he could be a villain. “I’ve been waiting over an hour… && I just thought maybe I’d been too hidden. Or – Maybe you’re not him && I have actually been stood up. In that case I might need a bourbon && someone to drink with… So what’ll it be? Either you’re James or someone pretending to be or you’re not && you’ve volunteered as my drinking buddy. Either way next round’s on me. What you say??” ❞

in a sea of people, it is hard to deem anyone as remarkable. each day you are greeted with a batch of faces, some new, some old, and some that are left like a fingerprint in the back of your mind, forever haunting you. her face, for instance, struck him instantly. it was like a breath of fresh air. perhaps finally, he thought to himself, something worthwhile would happen today. damon had caught eyes with the brunette as soon as he walked into bar, noting instantly that she was someone he had not noticed before. and damon noticed everything. the bar had become his normal go-to after a long day, each day seeming to follow the pattern of a ‘long day’. his brother incessantly would whisper the words of alcoholism to him, but then again, he never did like listening to stefan’s complaints. the longing to talk to her was present, yet still he sat at his end of the bar, with no means of breaking their silence between one another.

she was bold. she made the first move. their eye contact seemed to be enough to draw the stranger forwards; for a slight moment, he could feel everyone else within the area shift, all eyes upon them as her mouth dared to open. even a few females, all of whom he assumed wanted his attention, looked in interest. damon was not a fool; if anything, he was well aware of his charming good looks. he wore the truth of his arrogance like armor, and like a moth to a flame, it drew people in. it drew her in. “ if i said i was james, would it make you stay longer? ” ------ he was by no means the man she was looking for, and more than anything he wished he would not arrive. perhaps it was all a lie and she was only looking for an excuse to approach him. he figured he could take his chances. her words were like fire, drawing him in with each burning flick of her tongue. “ ------ i don’t do much for buddies… but i refuse to allow a girl like you to buy me a drink. ” ushering over the bartender, damon requested the finest bourbon that was on stock for the two. he watched, tantalized, as the bartender poured the glasses before his icy gaze returned to the woman. such a fascinating woman. “ the name is damon. damon salvatore. ”

#compassionborn #( ➣ v: the other half of me.┊ compassionborn. )#//#wow this took so long #i am so sorry #<3

centrifold-deactivated20140310

Here’s a joke: my Father.

#( ➣ nothing else can ever be that good for you. ┊ musings. )#//#LMFAOO

pawset-deactivated20200726

He tore the beauty from his face, and called it terror.

v.c | and he would weep until slumber arrived. (via erebius)

#( ➣ nothing else can ever be that good for you. ┊ musings. )#( ➣ it is very emerson the way you revel your soul. ┊ quotes. )

katherine.

she didn’t dare to move ; she only stood and watched him as he flaunted his abilities before her. it was almost like a dream ––––––– what she was seeing couldn’t be real , there was no logical explanation for it , yet it was. one moment he was across the room from her and in the next he was so close to her that her nerves ignited. the mention of his brother’s name jarred her from her thoughts , turning her previously enchanted state into one much more alert. right. his brother was her boyfriend , even if he couldn’t supply her what she wanted needed. ❛ –––––– wait ! ❜ she immediately chased after damon when he began to venture off. she was far from willing to let the conversation die ––––––– there was so much left to know. katherine caught his arm by the bicep , fingers lingering there even after she got his attention. her gaze flickered up from her splayed fingers to his icy yet captivating eyes. she didn’t know what she was doing ; usually she hated losing control , but right now it was invigorating. she was starting a new quest ––––––– a new life ––––––– free from the asphyxiating grip of mystic falls. ❛ what do i need to do ? how can i get ready ? ❜ she resisted the urge to shift from foot to foot , body alive with nerves. from her perspective , damon was the key to her future. stefan could turn her if she asked , but then katherine would be confined to his lifestyle. she would be squeezed into the miniscule box of ‘ good vegan vampire ’ when all she wanted was to be free. she wanted power , she wanted passion , she wanted danger. she wanted to live as a vampire the real way and the only one who could teach her how was damon. needless to say , she’d do whatever he asked of her ( as long as he turned her eventually ) .

with a pleading tone in her voice, damon did not bother to follow suit with her request. It was not until her fingers locked along his arm did he finally end his stride and turn to face the woman. god, she was beautiful. “ ------ you wanting this so badly… it’s almost sad, katherine. ” tilting his head, his eyes vex, looking upon her as if she were some sort of meat. for only a brief moment, the vampire's fingers reached out, as if to touch her, but only to slip a few strands of hair away from her face to expose her neck. damon’s fingers lingered along her bare flesh. “ ------ do you think you’re ready to leave behind your family? ” his voice dropped into a whisper while his body neared her own. “ you’ll have to leave them all behind… your friends, the people you know. you’ll be different. the most beautiful creature anyone has ever seen… your most enhanced self. ” he slipped away, once so close but now out of reach. “ you know, i always did think that brothers should be close; share things you see… I’ve tried to explain that to stefan, but he doesn’t seem to see it like i do. he never has. ” turning his head to look at her from the side, there was a smirk upon his lips. “ when i turn you, we could bring him along for the fun. if that is something you would want. ”

#( ➣ v: in another life.┊ petrovanity. )#petrovanity

stydixa

#( ➣ down to my last match fire i feel just to touch. ┊ wishlist. )#//#tbh #brucas was otp

elena.

now the real question is, could she handle him? he’s not like any other bodyguard she’d ever met before, quite different and.. though. meaner. and very strict, too. didn’t even hesitate to share his cruel thoughts with her — what he really thinks of her. she’s loosing up a bit, trying to accept the fact she’s stuck with this man. ‘ so what am i supposed to do now? prepare a guest room just for you? ’ bitter scoff escapes pink glossed lips, giving her head a light shake before her eyes met his once more. ‘ there’s no way i’ll let you inside when i’m home. i need privacy. ’ she’s determined, yet still pretty unsure what he wants from her. was it really about protecting or just wanting to ruin her life because she was someone he didn’t like? she couldn’t tell. wasn’t even sure if she wanted to find out. with arms crossed, a defeating sigh escapes her, shrugging. ‘ the least you can do is tell me who you are. who you really are. where you came from. i’d like to know. ’

“ ------ drop the attitude. you do not need to do anything for me. i can handle myself. ” his lips curled in the wicked way they always had as he stood back in reserve. her wit, her mouth, damon couldn’t stand the way she so effortlessly let of like a loose canon. the girl held no control. who he was? damon scoffed at the thought. she wouldn’t want to know. Some things were better off a mystery, something he reveled in. his entire air was deluded in secrecy, a wall that she would never break down. elena wore every emotion she felt behind her eyes, it was easy to see. damon would never be as simple as she wanted. “ ------ it doesn’t matter who i am. you want privacy? well i want the same. that is a rule. ” his words were cut off by the ringing in his pocket. an alarm was going off------ she had places to be------ and sitting here arguing would not help her get their on time. “ come on now, it’s getting late. ” he placed the phone back within his denim pocket. “ you still have your meeting this afternoon, and you need to get ready. let’s go. ”

#( ➣ v: i drove you crazy. ┊ puresthearted. )#//#i almost forgot how much i live for these two #puresthearted