#bvlletriddled

[jefferscnian-blog]

slips in url

ahhh!! kat!! you and i don’t really interact a whole lot but your bonnie is really good from what i’ve seen!! i love talking to you ic and ooc, you always manage to entertain me to the fullest. i love seeing you on my dash<3

[myfxtherseyes-archive-blog]

purple

(pls give tori the loves)

PURPLE = I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.

Oh my gosh!!! Thank you <3 <3 <3

[stillsmiiling-archive-blog]

“You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.

damnit bonnie you’re gonna break her | accepting all the memes

“I’m not. I’m not...empty. I’m just...” she shrugged, giving her friend a sideways glance. “I’m fine. Everything’s fine. I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.” She’s convinced herself now that the more she says it, that means it has to come true. I’m fine is her new mantra, but it doesn’t seem to be doing any good.

[homebysundown-blog]

bvlletriddled

Sitting on the edge of her new bed, bouncing slightly as she gazed around the room, Peggy tried to take in what was happening. Angelica had just left, having given her sister a kiss on the cheek and a whisper of ‘good luck’, and now she was alone. Alone in her new dorm room at Princeton.

Elation built up inside of her, butterflies fluttering away in her stomach at the thought. This was the start of something big, she could feel it. Yet, with a glance at the bed on the other side of the room, the furnishings of her new roommate already put in place, fear prickled her skin too. This girl would be the person she lived with for the next year.

The sound of the door opening tugged Peggy away from her thoughts, her feet pulling her upwards until she stood, awkwardly glancing at the girl who entered.

“Uh, hey. You must be the one I’m dorming with?”

[chaoskilled-blog1]

@bvlletriddled; LIKED FOR A STARTER

Jason Dean squinted into the dusk, trying not to inhale the fumes that seemed to hang around the nondescript gas station, which bordered the equally nondescript strip mall. This town didn’t even have a 7/11. The slushies in the knockoff gas station hadn’t been worth it, either, so he’d ended up purchasing a pair of cigarettes. He wasn’t STUPID, so he crossed the street, till he was in front of the little bank on the strip. Fumbled in his pocket. Dammit.  He’d forgot his lighter.  And he really needed a smoke.  He made eye contact, waved at the young woman who was passing in front of him. “Greetings. Sorry, do you have a light?”

[theimmortalmother-blog]

Once the others were off, getting ice and whatnot, Esme felt much more comfortable talking openly with Bonnie about all that has been happening. Not as if she can’t talk to the men, but she definitely has a closer connection to her female friend. 

“I’m surprised y’all are still holding up so well,” she admits quietly. “Most people would have been caught or killed at this point.” 

@bvlletriddled

[wcnting-blog]

❛ Did you see his snapchat story?? Talk about a mistake!! I mean, how do you even post something like that on your story, &&. not even find out until a day later when everyone at school is laughing at you!! If that happened to me, I’d have to change schools for sure!! ❜

( @bvlletriddled : here. )

[nonstcparchive-blog]

txt - "fuck, i did a bad thing."

text the trashfucker himself || accepting.

[text to; Bonnie: if you need a lawyer, remember, law is one of my majors. I can defend you.] [text to; Bonnie: figure out an alibi, I’ll be over in ten minutes]