#chroniicled

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[ @chroniicled​​: ‘  he’s  immune  to  fatigue .  his  anger  is  a   renewable  energy  source .  ’ / Henry && Meredith except he’s dragging Joss

             ❝   like the energizer rabbit running on pure spite?   ❞

              meredith was keeping track of how many laps joss passed on the school’s track field, making tally marks in her pink notebook each time he dashed past her. he didn’t seem to ever tire and she couldn’t hide her wildly impressed gaze watching from the empty bleachers with his cousin. in any case — she had a water bottle placed beside her for whenever joss chose to take a break.   ❝   he should have tried out for the school’s sports’ teams like greg. are all of you mcmillans so athletic?   ❞

             she made another tick mark on the paper with her colorful ballpoint pen and added a tiny heart in the corner of the page.

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[ @chroniicled​ : “So…how old are you?” / Henry n Vikas!

            unable to hide the brief flash of surprise on his expression, vikas grunted and placed his glass back down onto the counter with a soft clink, folding his arms across his chest while he leaned against the kitchen island. vladimir’s drudge seemed like the type of human to speak before thinking, especially in the way he so casually asked for the ancient vampire’s age. it was amusing, he had to admit, and what better way to pass the time while he and otis drank through his bloodwine reserves.

         ❝   would you like to take a guess, mal’chik?   ❞   vikas replied, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth, revealing his sharp canines. frozen physically at the age of thirty-five, only the vampire’s mannerisms could offer a clue as to how old he was. humans and vampires alike — vikas took great amusement in their many different guesses. the russian raised his index finger and tilted his head to the side, watching henry curiously.   ❝   i’ll offer only one hint. a certain norse explorer stepped foot onto this country around the time i was born.   ❞

[biiteme]

“where does it hurt?”  / Otis n Ida!

@chroniicled

“Everywhere...” She grumbles softly.

She’d never ridden a horse before -- but her mother insisted she learn. Of course the first time she tries to get up on the saddle, the horse tosses her right back onto the ground. 

A low whimper as she sits up, holding her head in her hands. 

“They’re mean creatures... How did anyone think to get on top of one?”

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[ @diviinitism​ : Ninth grade, when Vlad got hospitalized && Joss left / for Meredith!

                meredith had held her cell phone in her hand for what felt like an excruciating eternity. the only person she had been able to get in contact with was vlad’s aunt, who told her over a phone call that vlad was in the hospital. for being stabbed through the chest. the tears that welled up in her eyes as nelly tried to speak to her in a emotionally stable tone were not quelled even when his aunt said he’d live through it. when she clicked the ‘end’ button, the sobbing started. face in her hands, she choked on her own sobs while sitting on the edge of her bed in her dimly lit bedroom. only her muted television offered any light.

              vlad was one of her best friends — even someone she loved. she had even kissed him once. in their perfectly normal high school life, she had made her subtle cues that she wanted him.

              but in trying to make vlad jealous, she had accidentally fallen for joss, as well. who was also not answering her calls and texts.

              meredith rested her pink sweater sleeve against her lip and checked her messages again on her phone. not a single one had been opened, not by vlad, henry, or joss.

sent: vlad

— hey vlad are you okay? — i’m really worried — have you heard from joss? — vlad — i’m gonna call your aunt

sent: henry

— hey henry have you heard from joss or vlad? — neither of them are answering and i’m kinda freaking out — they didn’t get into a fight did they — please please answer me when you can

sent: joss

— hey joss? are you okay? — where are you? — i’m really worried joss — please please please don’t ignore me — please be safe — joss…

               she sniffled as she looked at her last message to joss. just his name. just a one - word text. and no read receipt.

               desperately trying to inhale amidst her sobs, she ran a frustrated hand through her curly chocolate brown locks. she didn’t want to think about the conclusion her mind was coming to — that vlad being in the hospital and joss’s disappearance were connected.

               meredith put her phone down onto her comforter and put her face back in her hands.

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[ @chroniicled​ : asleep / Joss n Meredith!

             the rare bout of insomnia kept meredith awake as she lazily watched the rhythmic rise and fall of joss's chest. she daren't stir him, so she watched in silence, gaze tracing along every visible scar along his skin. she followed the ridge of his collarbone, to his jawline, and then to his sleeping face. meredith couldn't help but crack a smile, resting her chin on her propped up hand.

            what goes on in that head of yours, joss mcmillan? you don't seem like a normal high schooler --- will i be able to see all sides on you one day? will you let me love you? i don't know, but somehow you seem ... fearful.

            meredith sighed softly, a chocolate curl falling over her shoulder.

            you look so ... peaceful. do you ever sleep like this? i worry about you, joss. i really do ... you always look like you carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. you know it's okay to share burdens, right? i wish you'd let me help you ...

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[ @chroniicled​ : ❛ It’s not safe being out this late. You never know who you’ll run into. ❜ / joss n meredith!

               ❝    like you? what are you doing out this late, anyway?   ❞

             meredith crossed her arms over her chest as she walked alongside joss, shivering against the cold that even her sweater couldn't completely keep out. a student council meeting had gone on longer than anyone would have liked --- but with an upcoming dance needing a lot of prior planning, it was an inevitable outcome. meredith didn't have any qualms walking home by herself, but running into joss admittedly did make her feel a bit safer. ever since the news of mr. craig back in eighth grade, the familiar streets in the night hours felt more and more unsafe.

              ❝   if you're gonna try to tell me that the boogeyman is out here, nice try.   ❞

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[ @chroniicled​ : “I wish we knew each other sooner.” joss && meredith :')

               ❝   joss, please don’t leave ...   ❞

                    it was ... the weirdest and perhaps most frightening night of her life. vampires were real and there were people who were slayers and tasked to kill them — it was all real. and she had dated both a half - vampire and a slayer and had no idea.

                    when the townsfolk were finally dispersed, left to clean up their dead and wounded, meredith had found joss and had embraced him as tight as she possibly could. as soon as her arms were around him, she had burst into tears, the events of the night just completely overwhelming. with a few cuts on her face and a heavy limp due to a sprained ankle, she softly demanded that he return with her back to her house so they could both get cleaned up — and so that joss could finally tell her the truth — which she wanted to hear from his lips. 

                     perhaps one of the most candid conversations they ever had went on all through the night. meredith had insisted on cleaning joss’s wounds in her bathroom, not even giving him a chance to refuse. eventually, she finally had sat down on her bed to ice her ankle, but not until she had made sure joss was taken care of.

                ❝   c’mon, we’ve been friends for four years and have been dating just as long ... ❞ she couldn’t hide the choke in her tone as she fought to keep herself from crying again.   ❝ ... you’re just going to leave? we — you could move with me to california when the semester starts —   ❞   meredith was scrambling to find a reason to make him stay. to make him stay with her.

[mahlyenki-dyavol]

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🚪 Tap on a door to get my muse’s attention without speaking / Otis!

Vlad’s head shoots up, it’s almost become instinctual for the young halfling now. following his high school years, he found himself more paranoid after all that had happened. His gaze darts around, nervously searching for the source of the noise.

He visibly relaxes when he sees his uncle standing in the door way.

“oh, Otis, it’s just you.” he smiles, closing his text book and fully looking at his uncle.

“is everything alright?”