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thetownsavior:

"Don’t you get it? I don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

"You       you don't mean that, Bonnie."

[buffyisms-archive]

Put a number in my askbox

and I will write you a starter using that number icon in my folder.

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relaxdarliing:

                 ❝        you call this choking? i put more                     pressure  on  myself  when  i masturbate.❞

" Because sarcasm is gonna get you so far Kol, as far a stake in the chest maybe?"

[sidestuiff]

Send my muse kisses you want to give them!

✚ for a kiss on a wound.

♕ for a kiss of swearing fealty.

✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

♠ for a kiss that leaves a mark on the skin.

♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse.

ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you.

ღ for a kiss filled with passion and need.

† for a kiss to say good bye forever.

✄ for hateful kiss — gonna make you feel the scorn okay?!

☂ for a kiss in the rain.

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                             &  I  L I E D  when I said,                                                  ❝ It didn’t hurt.❞

[lxckwolf-archive]

Call me a sinner, Call me a saint.

In the underground world of organized crime, there are only two rivals should fear. The Mikaelsons and The Founders. While their methods differ, then both strive to grow as organizations. Drugs, weapons, political corruption, it’s all in the mafia life. The Mikaelsons work more as a family unit, of course with the Mikaelson’s at the head. Each sibling has their own notority in the dirty world of organized crime. While Klaus, the leader, is known as the wolf, leaving his victims looking as if a brutal animal attack had taken place. A ruthless leader, with a need to control everything around him. Kol, the weapons expert with quite a bit of blood on his hands. Rebekah, the sister whose big eyes and blonde hair has been a source of captivation in many cons. The eldest brother, Elijah being the stragesist, the underboss of the corporation, trying to control the chaos.But the ranks can’t always be loyal. Marcel who was brought into the family organization at a young age, seeks to expand on his own, with the knowledge he has learned from Klaus. With fledglings under them, they seek to expand, and most of all, to take down The Founders. The Founders are the biggest rivals, with much under their control. With the Salvatore brothers at the head of the organization. They seek to recruite young, at the age of nineteen, initation and training begins. Damon Salvatore at the head of the organization, and a sadistic side, his brother Stefan just a step under him. The Founders has been more of a collection of families, than a single entity such as the Mikaelson's. The Gilberts, the Lockwoods, and The Bennett’s have played their part for generations. Their heirs remain oblivious of the underground life of their parents until the initiation age.  But little does The Founders know that The Mikaelsons have been stealing their fledglings from under them, training their young in the ways of those that would have been their enemy. Jeremy Gilbert, has been snatched up by The Mikaelsons to train under Kol, to learn the ways of organized crime before he could be initiated into The Founders. Anything and everything is fair game when fledglings start to be taken, by any means necessary. This is war. Those that remain unaware are up for grabs. Betrayals are expected, and casualities will be large. 

Rules;

Contact ofhunterisms to join

Track the tag callmeasinnerau

open to all fandoms & oc friendly

Small bios are mandertory

Elena and Katherine are twins

Unaware characters can become affliated with either faction through interactions

Double crossing and changing alliances are allowed (and encouraged)

Must be at least semi-active

NSFW themes, including violence, sex, and drugs

Characters;

The Mikaelsons

Klaus Mikaelson Leader;

Elijah Mikaelson Underboss, Strategist;

Rebekah Mikaelson Con artist;

Kol Mikaelson Weapons Specialist;

Tyler Lockwood Training under Klaus;

Jeremy Gilbert Drug dealer, double agent; ofhunterisms

Marcel Gerard Collector;

Hayley Marshall Thief;

Davina Training;

The Founders

Damon Salvatore Leader;

Stefan Salvatore Underboss; 

Elena Gilbert Training;

Alaric Saltzman Strategist;

Enzo Hit man;

Lexi Collector;

Tyler Lockwood Weapons Dealer;

Rogue

Katherine Pierce Thief & Con Artist;

Liv Parker Con Artist;

Unaware

Caroline Forbes

Matt Donovan

Bonnie Bennett

Camille O’Connell

[thegulliblemikaelson-blog]

I want a ship so intense that my muse doesn’t even know what’s happening to them. I want my muse to have feelings so intense they don’t recognize themselves anymore, that it completely consumes them and unlocks a whole new side of their personality that they have never seen before. 

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icxnholdon:

  “Oh I bet Matt was thrilled about that.” Bonnie laughed at the thought of their friend being stuck working instead of spending time with his friends like he probably would have rather been doing. Her expression softened when she felt his hands on either side of her face, forcing her to tilt her head up so that she could look at him. A wrinkle of her nose came as her response. “You might have mentioned it once or twice.” Almost as soon as she heard the teasing tone to his voice, her eyes were rolling and she was reaching up to take his hands away from her face; giving his fingers a squeeze in the process. “As long as I have a say in it, you’ll never see those pictures.” She told him while turning back to the boxes of decorations, reaching into one and producing an ornament for the tree which she quickly put into place. "Or even better, you can show me a picture of Baby Jeremy and then I’ll let you see my pictures. I bet you were an adorable baby.” Bonnie teased him, reaching up to playfully pinch his cheek.

Jeremy let out a low chuckle. "I would say that I would burn those pictures before I showed them to you, but you know, kinda already burned." He looked at trinkets decorating the tree, all neatly spaced apart and orderly. He grabbed a candy cane hanging towards the top, biting off the end of the plastic. The small smile never leaving his face. That was the thing about being with Bonnie, even though they both led far from normal lives, something was just right.  He sucked on the edge of the candy cane, peppermint filling his mouth. "You know, right before our parents died, when I first got into my whole stoner phase, I decided christmas wasn't cool. After all, no self respecting pot head wants to listen to All I Want For Christmas over and over again. But Christmas morning, Elena burst into my room, forced me to open presents, watch those cheesy ass christmas specials all day long, but I drew the line when she wanted to go caroling. But by the end of the night, I was happy. You know, I hid it, because, so not hardcore man."  He leaned down, pulling a string of tinsel from Bonnie's hair. That's what Bonnie was, a piece of home that he could always have. She was a bit of his old life, a bit of his new life, and all his. Jeremy didn't buy into the whole misogyny bullshit of a man owning a woman, or that a woman couldn't protect himself. But there was something so comforting in having Bonnie as his, in the nice, not dickbag kinda way. Everything, everyone he loved got taken away from him. So he was going to hold on to Bonnie with an iron fist. He dangled the tinsel in front of her face, a smirk on his face. He once again tilted her chin up, his lips meeting hers. His eyes found hers, locked on to the never ending depths of burnt caramel. Her smooth lips so contrasting to his own, chapped from the cold. He captured her bottom lip between his own, sucking gently. His hands tangled in her hair, letting the tendrils fall in between his fingers. Slowly, he parted his lips with his tongue, exploring the warmth inside her mouth. He teased her, flicking his tongue before settling into a rythm with her own. One of his hands slid down to the base of her neck, messaging gently as the other stayed tangled in her soft, dark locks. His cheeks flushed, he could feel the heat coming off their bodies. If he wanted to, he could count every heartbeat he felt against his own body. His hand slid from her neck, gently tracing down her spine until setting on the small of her back. He pressed her body closer to his, feeling every bit of her against him. Slowly, almost painfully, he pulled his lips back from his own. A small, wet smack echoed in the space between them. The candy cane dropped to the floor, forgotten.  "You're hair is a little sticky now." He breathed, his voice low and soft, almost a rumble. "Merry Christmas, Bonnie." His grin grew wide as he leaned his forehead against her own.

[inboxideas]

Send me "what's our song?" and I'll pick lyrics from 3 different songs that I find fitting for our characters' interactions.

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inboxideas:

Or that I think would fit both our characters if they haven’t met or don’t know each other well.

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Like for a starter from Jeremy.

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Name a fandom you know I know and I’ll tell you

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kickingandpumpkins:

The first character I first fell in love with The character I never expected to love as much as I do now The character everyone else loves that I don’t The character I love that everyone else hates The character I used to love but don’t any longer The character I would totally smooch The character I’d want to be like The character I’d slap A pairing that I love A pairing that I despise

#name a fandom i dont know and ill make up answers

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1. Pick one of your muses. 2. Fill in the questions/statements as if you     were your muse during an interview. 3. Tag five people to do this meme.

Tagged by: petrovamistletoe kinda

1. What is your name?

Jeremy Gilbert. 

2. Do you know why you were called that?

Seriously? I don't know, because my parents named me that. What the hell kinda question is that.

3. Are you single or taken?

Taken. Single. Taken. I really don't know what my status is considering my girlfriend died, again. You think I would know that answer to this question by now since all my relationships have ended in death.

4. Have any abilities or powers?

I guess i'm a hunter. I can probably out lift you. Put all the bros out there to shame.  I can also roll a mean blunt.

5. Stop being a Mary Sue!

Dude, what the fuck is a Mary Sue? Is she hot?

6. What’s your eye colour?

Brown. Or you know, you could just look at my eyes. 

7. How about your hair colour?

Brown. Again, use your eyes man.

8. Have you any family members?

My sister, well cousin, you now what, let's not do the fucked up family shit right now. That's a story for the soap opera writers.

9. Oh? What about pets?

I can't even take care of myself, let alone some annoying four legged thing.

10. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like.

You really want the whole list? Let me just narrow it down to douchebags, buzzkills, most vampires, the fact that vampires over run my town, and olives.

11. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing?

Video games. Give me a control and some zombies and watch me kick some ass. The enthusiasm for killing zombies over killing vamps should be a problem. But I don't consider it one.

12. Ever hurt anyone before?

Vampire. Hunter. Those two words mean anything for you? Also the fact that most douchebags can be solved by a nice punch in the jaw. It's pretty damn therapeutic for me.

13. Ever…killed anyone before?

Well considering the fact that I killed an Original and like, defeated a whole bloodline, I would say yes.

14. What kind of animal are you?

Dude, fuck if I know. 

15. Name your worst habits.

Most people would say drugs, but whatever. Buzzkills.

16. Do you look up to anyone at all?

Role models are for people who believe in heroes.

17. Gay, straight, or bisexual?

Straight. I like the boobs. I like the ass. I like them both together. 

18. Do you go to school?

Me and school, don't really get along. When you spend most of the year in the parking lot getting stoned, and then fake your own death, well let's just say that strikes valedictorian off the list. Damn, and I was so gunning for that.

19. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day?

That would require me to have a normal life. And patience. 

20. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls?

What the fuck is that? 

21. What are you most afraid of?

Loving someone, because everyone I loves dies. And finding out that I am the reason.

22. What do you usually wear?

Bearskin. Clothes, man.

23. Do you love someone?

Does it matter anymore?

24. When was the last time you wet yourself?

Not cool dude.

25. Well, it’s not over yet!

Jumping for joy right now. 

26. What class are you? (High, middle, or low)

Dude, I live in a mansion, but it's not my mansion. 

27. How many friends do you have?

You mean people that haven't tried to kill me? 

28. What are your thoughts on pie?

Good?

29. Favourite drink?

Beer, or alcohol. Just alcohol man.

30. What’s your favourite place?

Kinda burned down.

31. Are you interested in someone?

Dude, have we not been through the dead girlfriends thing enough.

32. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy?

Oh, it's the size of the empire state building man.

33. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean?

Lake. The trees, I like that shit.

34. What’s your type?

I want to be the person that saves you. But not in the douchebag way. 

35. Any fetishes?

Because i'm totally revealing that information.

36. Seme or uke?

Your speaking english is good.

37. Camping or indoors?

Camping. 

38. Are you wanting this quiz to end?

Like 38 questions ago.

39. Now it’s over! Tag five people.

christmasfatality stayedbehind thewaywarddean heartkillingelf icxnholdon

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elena or bonnie

_________ or _________

Jeremy ran his hands through his hair, lines of distress on his face. He had lost so many people in his life already. It seemed that was all his life was, everybody he loved died. Bonnie, he had lost her twice. Her remembered holding her face in his hands, and not being able to feel her. The terror of realizing that she had given up her life for him.Elena, that was his sister. Maybe not by blood, but by everything that mattered. Through everything, she only wanted what was best for him. She had done everything to protect him, but sometimes he resented her for it. He didn't always need protection. But she had been through just as much as he had. He could picture both Elena and Bonnie, they would both urge Jeremy to chose the other. They had a thing about self sacrifice. "Elena." He muttered, dread filling him. He could mull it over for years, and never be sure of his answer. "And you're a dick for making me choose."

[shinees-deactivated20190406]

Make me choose between:

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_________ or _________

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icxnholdon

A hand flew up to press against her now rapidly beating heart and she spun quickly so that she was facing him, her eyes wide at the interruption. Her entire plan had been to get everything finished before Jeremy got back but that had obviously gone out the window now and she was left with only a half-decorated tree behind her. Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she took a step back and motioned toward the tree before looking back at Jeremy with a sheepish look on her face.  “I was going to surprise you with dinner by Christmas tree light…but you’re here – early.”

Jeremy's eyes scanned the room. Tinsel littered the floor, glittering in the dim lighting. Boxes of ornaments we're around the half decorated tree. His feet carried him over to one of the cardboard boxes. He picked up one of the trinkets on top. It was a metal angel, like the ones his mother would hang on the tree every year. All the christmas nostalgia stuff from his childhood had been burned with their home.  A smile crossed his face, "Yeah, Matt got called into work, so the bro time got cut short." He put the ordement down on the box, turning to face Bonnie. The sheepish look on her face made his grin grow even bigger. He crossed the small space between them, placing both hands on the side of her face. "Did I ever tell you that you are freakin' adorable?" Christmas hadn't really been christmas since, well since his parents died. It seemed like the whole always in danger thing kinda trumped the christmas card. If it had been a few years ago, he would have said he was too cool for something as hallmark cheesy as cChristmas But feeling Bonnie's smooth skin beneath his hands, he realized it might be exactly what he needs. "Do I get to see cChristmaspictures of Baby Bonnie? Because i'm totally making fun of those." There was a teasing tone, but his smile didn't falter.

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