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Serena Melrose | Twenty Two | Witch | var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5373621"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=survivor&e2=survivors&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); SURVIVOR'S GUILT is a mental condition that occurs when a person perceives themselves to have done wrong by surviving a traumatic event when others did not.

[serenasmelrose-blog]

I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor | Noah and Serena

[of-pain-and-pleasure]

She kept her usual playful attitude as Serena vaguely mentioned having the ability to do magic. It was a given how witches have always been able to do things other mortals cannot. Was it not a mortal who had connections with the old gods that did this, their curse of immortality?

The witch proceeded to give her response about his question, and the tone of their entire conversation had suddenly changed. There had been talks of necromancers though the ages, of how it was forbidden. Perhaps it was best not to speak of them.

“…Once you cross over, you can’t come back.”

“Well let’s hope they stay there or Hollow Grove will have more problems to face,” He responded in a jest before dropping the topic entirely. 

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena rose a brow, but his tone suggested that conversation was over. “Agreed. The last thing this town needs is zombies.” Death must have been a touchy subject for him. Or maybe just unsettling to most, she reminded herself. Death had become an unavoidable subject for her and Arabella. When you narrowly avoid death but are forced to confront it when it takes everyone you used to love, it’s near impossible to avoid. The sharp piercing pain in her gut had softened over time though, turning into a dull ache that she could usually drink away, so she did. 

At that thought, she wondered if he’d even touched his drink at all. She was well past the halfay point with her own, but couldn’t recall if she’d even seen his take a sip of his. “Something wrong with the drink?”

[actiasteeth]

“And I fell in love instantly.”

“It’s probably nothing.“ 

“It becomes perfect when you learn to accept it for what it is.“ 

“If you see something, say nothing and drink to forget.“ 

“And you may find, as time passes, that you remember it less and less." 

"Look, I’ve probably said too much." 

"If you don’t hear from me again, it has truly been a pleasure." 

"We are not history yet." 

"You are safe now." 

"You can let go now." 

"We have nothing to speak about. There never was." 

"I have chosen to not be certain of anything at all." 

"There are many things I wish I could remember." 

"I do not live but I exist." 

"I don’t know if he listens to me sometimes." 

"We can do this together, you and I." 

"You don’t know what to say." 

"I know what I saw." 

"Regrets just bear us down." 

"You are all to me." 

"Think nothing of it; it’s forgotten." 

"There—now you know. Has that filled an emptiness for you? Are you any happier now?" 

"I have something of urgent importance to tell you." 

"And for now, existence is enough." 

"No, not you! Not you!" 

"Please, stay safe inside." 

"I just don’t believe violence is ever the answer—it is a question. The real answer is far more terrifying." 

"We can get along." 

"I’m coming in there." 

"There must be something beyond this something." 

"I will try not to be long." 

"I don’t know where I am." 

"I told you I would be back." 

"I let that woeful beast live." 

"We have each other." 

"As with life, and as with all things, it will pass." 

"Am I in Hell?”

“I am certain that there must be more to us than just us." 

"Let’s not dwell on our corpse strewn past; let’s celebrate our corpse strewn future." 

"I probably won’t miss you." 

"Well, let’s just find out together, shall we?" 

"And it’s just no good anymore. We can’t carry on like this." 

"Nothing is real, I don’t think. Whatever; who cares?" 

"When I die, I want to have earned it." 

"The present tense of regret is indecision." 

"The future tense of fear is either comedy or tragedy." 

"I can disappear if I want to." 

"And what if the void is not as void as we thought?" 

"Time is weird; so is space. I hope ours match again someday." 

"We should all be so lucky to set our own futures." 

"I fear for what we know." 

"I fear for what we don’t know." 

"We have nothing to fear and never did." 

"It is likely I will learn nothing from this." 

"After everything that happened, I just wanted to see you." 

"It is too late for us." 

"But maybe you shouldn’t sleep in your home anymore. Just in case." 

"Your sadness will know no bounds." 

"Nothing will be the same." 

"Nothing has ever been the same." 

"When something is this weird, one shouldn’t assume to understand anything specific about it at all." 

"Ignorance may not actually be bliss, but it certainly is less work." 

"No one has ever known anything—not really." 

"I don’t know much about anything at all, honestly." 

"Everything is some level of probably, nothing is a promise." 

"You don’t know, and so it might very well." 

"Nothing ever really happens to me." 

"Thanks, that means lot. Not to me, but your words hold a lot of meaning intrinsically." 

"So it’s best just to stay away." 

"It cannot give you what you need." 

"Oh, you don’t even want to know." 

"But it wasn’t what I thought it would be." 

"I’ll be back as soon as I can." 

"You have no idea how often it is just you and me." 

"There always seems to be something upsetting you." 

"It’s not that there’s nothing coming to get you; there’s everything coming to get you. But relax anyway." 

"Don’t worry. All is as it was meant to be." 

"It was meant to be lonely and terrifying and unfair and fleeting, don’t worry." 

"This is because I am also slightly malicious. Sorry about that." 

"Thinking about it now, nothing seems good, let alone perfect." 

"And those imperfections in our reality are the seams and the cracks into which our outsized love can seep and pool." 

"And sometimes we’re annoyed. And disappointed. And that, too, is a part of how love works." 

"I just thought it was time for us to make a home together.”

[adelaidebeauchamp]

“The entitled are terrible. And there are quite a few people in this town who fall under that category.” Adelaide shrugged, a grin stretching her cheeks. “I’ve been lucky, I’ve never had to deal with it, but recent changes mean I doubt I ever will.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“What kind of changes are those? Recently get a liver of steel? Even if you could avoid alcohol poisoning, you’d still have to deal with the actual price of alcohol which can be pretty expensive. Whatever happened to house parties with free drinks? Why doesn’t anyone around here throw those?”

[anyademarco]

    “I don’t know about you, but I wish fall was all year long.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“But then we might not appreciate it as much. How would we know how much we love dead leaves if summer doesn’t give us the live ones months before? We’d also never get snow and I’d be stuck having to hear about Pumpkin Spice Everything for the rest of my life.”

[mathiassorrentino-deactivated20]

      “We’re going shopping.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“Christ,” Serena jumped back from the sidewalk to give herself more space. “Are Mean Girls references really the new cat call or am I missing something?”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

😆- someone they love being around

#these are my confessions ( not accepting )

“Arabella,” she said with a shrug, because it was pretty obvious. “And I guess Issy’s not too bad.” @isabellecresswell

[werewolf-cop-deactivated2024011]

“Or…. do all three at once. Multitasking, it’s always fun…well now that’s not true. It’s  just always funny and sometimes irritating to do.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“Well yeah, I can multitask, but what if I don’t want to? And how are you supposed to lounge, do something active, and get drunk at the same time? I mean if you want to do the last one we could do a drinking game, but lounging and being active at the same time seems pretty unlikely.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

😲- something/someone they’re scared of

#these are my confessions ( not accepting )

“Scared? Nothing. Come on, I’ve seen way too much to be scared of anything at this point.”

Serena is scared of losing Arabella. Though it’s a predictable fear, she’s scared of losing the one person that kept her together since the loss of their coven. Other fears include: vampires when they get that bloodlusty look in their eyes, losing control of her abilities, old white men who try to touch her.

[isabellecresswell]

Issy took the lime eagerly and followed suit in licking her hand and placing the salt. “ooh I like that. To the witches they couldn’t burn.” Licking her hand, she downed the shot and popped the lime into her mouth letting the liquor burn down the back of throat as she sucked on the lime. It was a familiar burn she’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy. “Girl get to know me, I pretty much vow that on a daily basis and yet here we are.” Issy teased her with a laugh. “Tequila is a girl’s best friend, unlike diamonds it will keep you warm at night.” She said said pouring them another shot. 

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“Issy believe me, diamonds are always better than tequila. You can sell a diamond and buy a shitton of tequila, but you can’t sell tequila for... anything really. So if you were debating over what to get me for Christmas, go with the diamonds and I’ll get you the tequila. We’ll see who’s present is better then.”

[brantgreyson-deactivated2016122]

“Pup? I’m quite sure I’ve got over a five-hundred lifetimes on you.” He muttered, shaking his head at the girl with an unamused chuckle. “I used to rip tongues out of people like you,” Mainly witches. Brant hated witches. “… I ain’t afraid to do it again.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

“That just means you have more wrinkles, not exactly something to brag about,” she sneered. And again with the immortals bragging about their special murder abilities! “Yeah, yeah, I get it, ‘we’re dogs and we’re scary!’” Serena waved around her arms with clawing motions. “You’re almost as bad as the vampires. ‘If I vanted to I could kill you in seconds,’” her Dracula voice wasn’t spot on, but whatever, it was close enough. “I get it, you guys have boringly long lives, whatever. Anything could kill me. A falling A/C unit could kill me, another human could, hell even a haunted tanning bed could if it tried. You might get points for originality with the tongue thing, but that hardly makes you special.”

A Muse's Confessions

😃- someone they’re friends with but would never admit it 😠- someone they secretly hate 😭- last time and thing they cried about 😘- someone they wouldn’t mind kissing 😯- someone they don’t like talking to 😲- something/someone they’re scared of 😓- their biggest phobia 😵- something that confuses them 😶- something that bothers them 😳- someone they actually admire/look up to 👻- what memory haunts them the most 😆- someone they love being around 😊- their best memory 😐- the most embarrassing thing they’ve ever done 😤- someone they want to fight 😍- someone they love

[ryan-carroll-blog]

“Thanks, man, but I didn’t order that,” Ryan said, eyebrows furrowed to the beer being held out to him but taking it anyways. Another shift of his gaze had him following in the direction of the source of the new drink and Ryan nodded ever so slightly at them, flashing a brief smile in thanks.

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena eyed the bottle being offered to her and grimaced. Apparently the person who sent it over for her didn’t realize she wasn’t actually staying and while she didn’t want to be rude, she didn’t want to drink it either. Arabella expected her home soon tonight and if Serena showed up with a few drinks already in her system she wouldn’t hear the end of it. She was just supposed to order their food and take it home where Arabella was waiting with Netflix queued up. Instead, she convinced the waiter to pawn it off on whoever they wanted. When the passed off bottle made it to its next owner for the night, Serena smiled back at the new recipient in a manner that hopefully wasn’t too suspicious. Shit, she didn’t actually have to go over there, right? The person who sent her the drink originally just slipped out before she could accept it-- or well, pass it off. Instead, she grabbed a cocktail napkin and wrote, “Pay it forward?” before handing it to the waiter that seemed to be getting increasingly frustrated with her sending things all over the bar. “Last thing, I promise.” If someone made her feel like a fifth-grader passing notes in class she’d be pretty annoyed too. They were definitely getting a huge tip tonight.

[brantgreyson-deactivated2016122]

“What is with you witches? Always out to hurt others. Don’t get me wrong, I like the sass. But the sass is unappreciated at the moment.”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena bristled at that. She didn’t actively try to hurt people. It was just a side-effect. “Aw, what’s wrong, pup?” she teased. “Don’t tell me you’re all bark and no bite.”

[arabelledethreston-blog]

As soon as the stake was shoved in her thigh, Arabelle let out a scream of pain, pulling back. She was in shock for a second, and as soon as her anger started to take over her body, she was being pushed away by some sort of force. The redhead struggled with it for a few moments, as she gradually recovered herself. Arabelle stared at Serena with wide eyes as she spoke, snapping out of her frenzy. She didn’t answer her question, simply brought shaky hands to the stake and tried to pull it from her leg, crying out in pain. 

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena winced at the stake, "Well I did try not to hurt you,” she reminded the vampire as the fire faded slowly from her palm. She wiped away at the droplets of blood left on her neck and took a healing potion she’d taken to carrying around lately. It would heal her wounds quickly before anyone in the vicinity got too crazed. Holding the woman in place was getting tiring, but she didn’t let up just in case. “Can I let you go now or am I going to need that again,” she motioned to the bloody stake the redhead just pulled from her thigh. “Because you don’t really seem like that much of an asshole,” she said leaning back against the wall. 

[isabellecresswell]

Issy grinned, god she loved Serena, this girl knew how to have a good time. “Smart woman.” She winked as she pulled the bottle of tequila from behind the bar. “See now I like how you think.” She poured them each a shot. “Too being young, hot, and making the most of our night?” Issy said with shrug.

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena tossed her a lime wedge and licked the back of her hand before adding a bit of salt. Wedge and glass in hand, she raised them in union to Issy, “And to the witches they couldn’t burn,” she grinned and clinked her glass against Issy’s before licking the salt off her hand and taking her shot. She tried not to wince and finally bit into her lime. “I bet you by this time tomorrow I’m going to vow to never touching tequila again, just you wait. Maybe I do have premonition.” Or maybe it was an empty vow she always made in the aftermath or tequila.

[wyattleblanc-blog]

Wyatt wasn’t looking to walk into a bar and grill with a bunch of other werewolves at the moment but it sounded like it catered to his kind literally. His stomach growled, reminding him he hadn’t eaten like he usually did in weeks. Little meals here and there but nothing filling like he used to have back home. Ignoring it he smiled at her words. “Dancing with the undead just seems to remind me of ‘I Walked With A Zombie’. Walking with zombies, dancing with the undead.” He realized she probably wouldn’t know a movie as old as that one and shook his head. “So what other places are there to eat around here? Besides Hair of The Dog?”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena raised a brow at his... attempt at a reference? She would have charged more if she knew he was going to ask so many questions. After a month in Hollow Grove she barely knew the basics, but who said she couldn’t make shit up as she went? Wasn’t like he knew the history of the place either. “Why do I feel like you just want to eat?” she asked flatly. “There’s Hell’s Kitchen if you want to break for lunch-- which I’ll remind you is not included in the tour fee.”

[dvrkfates-deactivated20230919]

“Pretty good point, like I said though impress them by being able to keep up and maybe you can learn a trick or two from someone.” She gave a nod and half a shrug with her words. “Well, I’ve yet to see you in action, but sure I’ll join your team, you seem confident enough that we will. How about getting some practice in on that now though?”

[serenasmelrose-blog]

Serena broke out into a loud laugh, “All I needed was confidence to convince you? What if I was just a very determined lightweight? I agree though, we definitely need practice. For official reasons, like me officially needing to be very drunk.”