#darklydescended

[tmedraven]

         “ I  joined  a  bachelor  party.   Those  girls  were  fun. ”       @darklydescended​

[wontgodowninhistory]

「 🌈 : @darklydescended​​​ 」

send me “have you evers” I can only reply with “yes” or “no” // accepting

based on this ask:  "have you ever....gone to the fall dance with a gorgeous girl?" / from angel. totally /not/ asking robin out to a school dance where they can wear costumes

“No...” 

[morbidgrl]

@darklydescended / continued from ask.

❝You're the only one who seems to give a shit. Sometimes,I wonder why Max even saved me to begin with.❞She wasn't okay,at the question,she wondered about that herself,was she okay? She was going through it,not even knowing what the it was,but shit it was fucking eating her up inside she couldn't talk about this with her pack - David,Dwayne,Marko and Paul,they weren't there and maybe the loss from that night was still haunting her,loosing them hit her harder than she thought she would,loosing Max didn't hurt nearly as much as loosing the boys. She sighs,hand runs through messy platinum tresses.

❝I think I'm still grieving,Angel. I don't think I can keep going,even though it's been years. I was only saved because Michael and Sam didn't want me to die,and it was too late for me to turn back to a mortal. Star and Michael got lucky.❞

[huntrcsss]

@darklydescended sent: "I actually sleep in a bed, not a coffin." / from angel || Vampire Themed

     “ - Really? I mean, the whole sleeping in a coffin thing always sounded cool.”

There’s a mild shock to her tone, almost sounding rather disappointed that there was, in fact, no truth behind the idea that vampire's don’t sleep in coffins. Granted, she herself knows there’s various kinds of vampires that do and don’t - but she’s not going to state any of that knowledge to them.

[morbidgrl-archive]

Starter for @darklydescended​ !

She wasn't entirely sure how she felt about Michael Emerson being a part of her family. And she didn't entirely trust him either. She hated the idea of a family of vampires,the clan was fine just how it was until Michael came around,then the problems came. She didn't care that he was pinning after Star,of course he would,she was gorgeous,but that didn't mean he had to wiggle his way in here and become a half vampire. 

Star was better off eating him,if you ask her. She emerges from the cave to find him on the couch,an groans at the sight of him. God why could't he just like,burst into flames or something? She really didn't want to see his mug first thing when she woke up and she really didn't have to be a bitch but she couldn't help it. 

She strolls over to him,not before giving Laddie a peck on his head from passing by,still asleep,he'd wake up sooner or later,same for Star,the guys would follow suit after Scout whenever they wanted to. She plops herself down on the couch,eyeing Michael with green hues,piercing through him. 

❝Ya know you didn't have to follow them that night,when they first brought you here. And you didn't have to drink the blood. You could've prevented this,Michael. You better be damn sure you want this.❞Her tone is harsh,not in the mood to give him a lecture of how careless he was being about his decision and all for Star,she gets it though. Love was powerful,and she knew that Star liked Michael enough,but she wouldn’t say that to him. She enjoyed watching the game of cat and mouse play out.

❝When I was turned,I didn’t exactly have a choice,I was dying on a couch,and the man who made me and the guys explained to me exactly what he was and said he wasn’t letting me die at such a young age,thus making me a vampire,obviously.❞

She didn’t particularly enjoy telling her story,it made her wince at the memory,it was still so vivid,but she did thank Max down the road for giving her this,she never thought vampires were real until she met and became one and made the most of it. Being a horror fanatic in life and even in her current state,it was a dream come true but seeing someone else in the situation she was in but entirely different circumstances,she really wanted Michael to fully understand what this meant,he’d have to make his first kill eventually and she knew David would make that happen when the time came,she got a feeling Michael was battling this and resisting much like Star was. The thought of Star makes her sigh,green hues turning to glance over at her friend’s sleeping form,turns back to look at Michael.

❝If you’re doing this for her,you should think about wanting it for yourself too. ❞

[onebigerror]

↾ ֍ kurt kunkle ⋯ @darklydescended​ ֎ ↿

continued from here

“Kunkle. My last name is Kunkle.” He patiently corrected. “It’s actually pretty easy to remember. Think crazy uncle if crazy were spelled with a K.” Kurt Kunkle logic at it’s finest. It made sense to him and in his opinion it was really clever. Soon no one would forget his name. The world would remember him as the best social media icon of 2020. One good thing was coming out of this shit year - perhaps the only good one - and that was the internet fame he was going to reach. #thelesson was going viral and so was he.

“Come on, River. Don’t be that way.” Kurt was whining but he didn’t care. “That’s no way to treat a friend.” At least in his opinion they were friends. They’d known each other since grade school. “We grew up together. Remember when we used to play together at recess?” That had mainly been Kurt following River around and her shunning him but he didn’t see it that way in his mind. If the truth were to be told, Kurt always had a bit of a hopeless crush on River. “I’m not going to masturbate on camera!” That was private time! “I don’t need to do that. I can get a girl any time I want.” They both knew that was a lie. He did jerk off watching her play guitar in her underwear but he wasn’t going to mention that part.

“You’re not being fair. I used to share my lunches with you.” If shared meant River and her brother taking said lunches than yes he had. He’d been such a zero in school but even then he didn’t get it. Kurt had always had delusions of grandeur so not much had changed - except now there was more access to social media to aid him. “Fine.” He sulked as he stared at the road after being chastised to pay attention. “But you’re paying.” Or he’d be paying for both of them if she told him he was. Why not try his hand on getting the opposite to happen first. Kurt Kunkle was rarely luckly.

[therelentless]

@darklydescended​ asked: 💬 + "I heard from a little bird that you are a bloodthirsty king of sorts"

an old ask that was sent to me five years ago, but let’s ignore that.

“Well... yes, but what can I say?  times were different back then, people didn’t learn their lesson unless you chopped off their hands or their head. Anyone else in my position would have done the same thing, so I can’t necessarily be judged for this. It happened, it’s in the past, who cares anymore? Now, that if we’re being literal about things, and you’re talking about the bloodthirsty part because of the vampire thing, that would also be a yes. Blood is simply terribly delicious. ”

[ragegrove]

continued  from  here  /   @darklydescended​  .

          feeling  his  cheeks  BURN  in  a  flash  of  anger  and  embarrassment,  he  didn’t  want  to  confess  it  in  the  first  place.  “what??  you  think  i  want  to  spend  halloween  carting  that  little  shit  around?”  he  snaps,  brows  falling  into  a  crease.  “it’s  just--  there’s  a  problem.”  his  dad  is  the  biggest  problem.  neil  will  murder  him  for  ditching  max  and  he  will  murder  him  harder  for  sneaking  off  to  something  like  a  rock  concert.  talking  about  the  same  guy  that  struck  his  back  and  eye  with  a  belt  just  for  getting  a  speeding  ticket.  that’s  the  shit  that  makes  him  scared  to  disobey.  but,  dwelling  on  how  angry  max  makes  him  for  getting  in  his  way,  how  angry  being  laughed  at  for  always  having  to  babysit  her,  how  angry  missing  such  a  cool  opportunity  ALL  makes  him--  has  him  saying  fuck  it.  it’ll  earn  him  the  beating  of  his  lifetime,  but  it’ll  be  worth  dying  over.  “whatever.  i  change  my  mind.  i’m  not  missing  anything,  cause  i’m  going.”  snatching  her  cigarette  right  out  of  her  hand,  he  smiles  like  a  devious  dog  before  getting  his  own  draw  off  it.