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complete revamp in session

#ooc #im coming back so #heh

occisorium

i miss being here

#ooc #should i come back? idk #i miss merry

i miss being here

#ooc #:( i miss it so bad

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#ooc #mobile #tbt #my laptop should be back by either today or Monday #hmmmm this is taking so long I just wanna do things #I'll see if I can make it to my friend's soon n see if they might let me use their laptop

should i revamp my stef or--? hm

#ooc #i'll have to wait until tomorrow or saturday though because i'm using my friend's laptop and she wants it back soon #:/#but i miss him #also i love how i revamp this blog instead of replying to rps on my other blog #tho to be fair it's because i haven't emailed my icons to myself so i cant rip

revamp

revaMP

#hi!! i'm back #bringing back my daughter #what's up?

moonofmylife-sunandstars

Breaking and entering and grand theft, library book? I wonder what you get for that these days.

Meredith Sulez

Vampire Diaries: Dark Reunion

(via moonofmylife-sunandstars)

#musings tbt #mobile

misterburke-deactivated20180620

#⦄ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᶦ'ᵈ ʳᶦˢᵏ ᶦᵗ ᵃˡˡ ; ᵐᵘˢᶦⁿᵍˢ

seavutore-a

he had the same DARK HAIR, the same pale skin, and the same ‘disturbing’ good looks. but his hair was straight, not wavy, and his eyes were black as midnight

& HIS MOUTH was cruel

independent, selective & canon divergent novel based damon salvatore written by chris p r e v i o u s l y known as sclvatore

#// promo #DO THE THING #baemon right here

@seavutore plotted-ish starter.

her head burned it felt as if someone had lit a fire, her eyes could barely see when she did awaken on an uncomfortable, bumpy thing. she had no idea where she was. did someone do something horrible? oh, god, she had to come back to reality and fast. her long short legs dangled over the bed a sudden rushed feeling of a tightness around her upperchest oddly alarming. she barely noted her surroundings, eyes fixated on the delicate cream coloured dress that fell into a low v-neck to show the cream kirdle she worn underneath, as well as a nice amount of cleavage. who put her in this? or more importantly WHY was she put in this?

and that was when she noted her surroundings. a beautiful bedroom, with a queen sized bed, curtains dangling from the bed posts held together with a ribbon of some sort. it was richly decorated, with pieces she's sure she recognises, but this seems like something plucked directly from a painting or bits from a mueseum. this couldn't be... real? her chest begins to heave shallow breaths, and she turns to the door and RUNS. she doesn't understand, she's still calm, just confused, she needs answers, or she needs a way out. and the fact that her head still burned was distracting, it was so painful. odd memories appeared that weren't her own, and they distracted her. ultimately leading her to collide with something or someone. she feels them hold her up, before she fell to the ground, and when she dared to look up, she was flabbergasted.