#closed .

[oracultist]

"I leave quite an impression."

a slurred giggle escaped amos's jaws before he had the chance to attempt seriousness , twisting on his heel to face the vampire with blown pupils & glitter sewn curls.          ❛             how humble of you !            ❜          the immortal shouted over the music , the base seeping into his bones & reverberating through his core. this particular club was packed , everyone rolling on something , or like amos , a lot. it should be shameful , admitting that being this high was one of the only ways amos could combat his grief. you'd think after centuries , the loss of a loved one would fade. if anything , that emptiness only seemed to grow.

amos blinked against the harsh lights of the dance floor , the man before him wavering in & out of vibrant colors , so fluid it was hard for the oracle to discern what was strobe or aura. a wave of chilly unease arched through him , as it always did beneath the sharp gaze of a vampire , but his neck rolled to the side instead with a crack , ignoring the warning of danger to arch himself closer with a wide grin.          ❛             hey .. holy shit , i do know you , don't i ?            ❜          his brain was a jumbled haze , but he recognized lestat. not from the set he'd done at the concert venue a few days ago , but from decades prior.

amos's occult shop in new orleans had long since shut its doors , but back in the 1920s it had been thriving. they'd crossed paths many times , though amos vaguely recalled lestat having two people by his side back then. here , he was alone. time had a horrible way of robbing you , didn't it ? amos blinked & swayed on his heels , the room going muffled as the dj moved to change the next set of songs , leaving the immortal to shake a bump onto his thumb & inhale with a groan , returning his attention toward the vampire with a dimpled grin & flushed cheeks.          ❛             word .. word of warning. i told you back then , too , but my .. blood tastes fucking awful. i wouldn't try it.            ❜          

@tueurloup

[agedrot]

you confuse confidence with arrogance.

          ❛             a hilarious deduction coming from you.            ❜          although his words were barbed , his grin was not. while toothy & dangerous , it was genuine as it spread across the vampire's lips as he leaned back , heaving a soft chuckle as he polished off the rest of his wine.new orleans had yet to be unkind to him , considering how many trips aro had taken to the states over the years. once crawling with vampires at the peak of its conception , it had wound down to a rare scattered few. imagine his surprise , however , after learning there was a vampire owned business in the french quarter , & one of the faces amidst the crowd was familiar. he hadn't seen lestat in years , mind you , but what were a few decades to an immortal.

          ❛             what is it with new - age vampires & their incessant need to pretend to be human ?            ❜          aro's voice dripped with disdain , not necessarily at lestat , turning in his seat to peer through the sea of patrons to hunt for a vein to open. the wine had gone stale on his tongue , he needed something stronger.          ❛             owning a public business , living in public housing .. it's like you're all attempting to put down roots that can never actually grow.            ❜           ah , he was talking about carlisle again. although lestat & louis's situation did have it's parallels. dark eyes flickered with amusement as they returned to the other vampire , twisting the stem of his glass as a frown touched the corners of his mouth.          ❛             how do you deal with the inevitable boredom ?            ❜          

@evilanew

[proph5t]

lottie could practically taste her fear , it was acrid & thick in the air between them as the prophet closed the distance. the movement was so gentle , so familiar , that by the time her forehead touched natalie's temple , the tension had bled from lottie's coiled limbs & left her shaking , squeezing her eyes shut with a long exhale. she'd take her fear , she'd take her anger , her hatred , & she'd bury it alongside her pride. she'd show nat just how much she loved her , over & over again , until she finally understood.

            ❛            shauna wants you dead.            ❜          she murmured , the edges of her lips brushing against the side of natalie's head , just above the crest of her ear , whispering low enough that only the two of them could hear.            ❛            everyone is too afraid to go against her now. some are angry you went against the ritual of the hunt. people want blood , natalie , but i won't let them have yours.            ❜           it wasn't enough to say i love you , not anymore. the depth of lottie's feelings went beyond that. even soul crushing devotion seemed lacking , but it worked in this case , her chest aching as she pulled away , hating the pain & terror etching its way along natalie's features.

yet still she didn't bow beneath the weight of it , & lottie was once again in awe of her strength.            ❛            let me save you again , nat. please.            ❜          

@sc4torccio / cont. from here !

[elengel]

elena let out a soft , humorless laugh , one that caught in her throat & hissed its way through her teeth.                   ❛            vampires ? jesus , you can't really be serious.            ❜              while she was a relatively good liar , she hated lying to the people she cared about , sam included. the winchester's had been like family to her & her parents once , ages before they died , before the brothers & john had more or less fallen off the grid. elena had been raised on stories of the supernatural , warned about them , yet when they'd arrived in mystic falls she hadn't felt that expected fear or disgust.

instead they'd become her friends , they'd protected her when everyone else seemed to turn their backs. elena gilbert was too kind for her own good , a perpetual bleeding heart that was often taken advantage of , despite her chilly , ice queen exterior that held most at arms length. the girl frowned at sam , arms folding across her chest with an incredulous scoff.                   ❛            look , i think i'd know if vampires were roaming around mystic falls , okay ?            ❜

@nov2mbr / closed starter !

[cr1chton-m]

" oh my god. oh my god, oh my god, what the fuck ? is that what i fucking think it is ? " / from psychsmart

                   ❛            it's a two headed guzzark , gus , & yes , they can hear you.            ❜              remind me why i was permanently sanctioned to babysitting duty ? wrangling a toddler was one thing , keeping shawn & gus in line was something else entirely. at least this particular offworld market was entertaining enough to keep them busy , though i'd already lost shawn in the crowd. hopefully mina had an eye on him , or maybe even a leash.

those leashed children in theme parks didn't really make sense to me until now. i threw the other human a glance , a small grin curling at the edges of my jaws.                   ❛            honestly , it's nice having you guys around , awkwardness with meens aside. i can't really remember the last time i spent time with another human without it being weird. you two just make it funny.            ❜              taking gus by the shoulder , i steered him carefully away from the stall we were standing at , leaving the duel headed creature to peer after us as we continued to walk.

@psychsmart

[psychnot]

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜ / from psychsmart

                   ❛            am i ? oh yeah , would you look at that. huh.            ❜              my chin tipped to glance down at the front of my shirt , well , his shirt , wiping a finger pointedly across the new chocolate pudding stain etched along the fabric , popping the sugary goodness between my lips before throwing another quick glance back toward my friend , brows inched toward my hairline.

                   ❛            i look good , right ? i got a date tonight. all my clothes were dirty , & i knew you'd have one that fit me , you beautiful , cocoa headed fashion savant !            ❜               i knew gus would hate that i was wearing this shirt , especially since this was his favorite one , so to soften the blow i stretched forward in my seat with a fresh bowl of chocolate pudding , wiggling it in front of him with a beaming smile.

@psychsmart

[saudadc]

status: closed — @kimxsuho

How long has it been since he’s experienced this sort of nervousness? A year, certainly, if not a handful more. It gnaws at him slowly. Ever since the idea formed in his head. Which is fine and all since it remained as just a thought for quite some time, but then.. It manifested into reality. He found himself studying up on flowers — the history of them, their meanings, and even how they can be arranged.

Stack upon stack of failures piled at his workbench between projects. Several fingers were pricked. Many more petals and stems overworked. All until his efforts produced a passable result. What he carries through the train and down the street isn’t perfect. There’s definitely areas to improve on, but it’s the best one yet. And, foolish as it may sound, he hopes the arrangement reflects the time and care put into it.

“Suho—“ Not even a second through the door and he’s saying his name. “Hi, um, afternoon.” Lord have mercy, now his mouth feels just as stupid as his brain. “Instead of the usual I thought I’d.. Well, this is for you.” And so the gift is presented with a faltering smile but enough courage to actually hand it over.