#hauntuned

[theseourbodiesrp]

@hauntuned​

“Bet you five American dollars that Damon dies before the wedding.”

“Klaus’ll lose his shit before him and Stefan say I do.”

[mcrningstar-a]

@hauntuned​ :  ❛  note:  Someone here wants to kill you.  I promise this isn’t a prank, I Know.  You need to get out of here.  ❜            —————  status :  accepting.

the devil does not scare easily, but something about the short words scrawled on the slip of paper send a SHIVER down lucifer’s spine.  narrowed dark eyes flit up to the woman’s, burning with an intensity that thinly masks the fear beneath.   ❛  what is this?  ❜   his voice is a near-growl, before he forces a laugh, mirthless.   ❛  i mean, it’s not so EASY to kill me as all that, i’m immortal.  but ...  ❜   trailing off expectantly, holding the note TIGHTLY in his fingers.

[anagcnye]

@hauntuned

          The hunger had become too much to ignore, and in hindsight Chidi should have done more to satiate himself until he could figure out what to do about it. He's just been so freaked out about this whole thing that he has once again paralyzed himself from making any kind of proper decision about it.

                    And really, people should not smell this good to him now.

          Taking a walk to clear his head had been a bad idea, too. Every decision he makes seems to turn out to be a terrible, awful idea, especially after turning into what he is. Chidi doesn't even recall seeing the person his teeth are currently digging into, but the moment he realizes what he's doing he absolutely panics and shoves her away from him.

          "I am -- oh god I am so sorry...!" Awful, terrible, ridiculously morally wrong. All things that biting into someone's neck without their consent is. Chidi can feel himself sweating and the blood on his chin feels gross and wrong, and he really just wants to die all over again but he isn't even sure what would happen to him in the afterlife now that he is no longer human.

          Staring at the woman does him no good, because the blood on her neck is making him hungry again. Chidi holds his hands out in front of him if only to prevent himself from going anywhere near her. "Listen, I'm new to this, and I have no idea what I'm doing, and this broke just about every last one of my moral codes so I am freaking out and just...I don't know! I'm probably gonna pass out!"

[honeycndwildfire-arc]

@hauntuned​

   It was funny how many mundane habits she retained from her childhood, long ago as it was. Her robe pulled tight around her, Rebekah threw open the curtains of each window she passed, the glass pushed open wide to fill the house with the fresh sea breeze. There had always been something about the cool morning breeze – about the safety from the nightmares from the night before. Even now, as invincible as she was, that little girl who followed her mother around in the morning to get the home ready for the boys long dead and gone, the habit remained. 

   She passed the door to her brother’s library as she had countless times before, though she stopped in her tracks at the sight of the open door. It stuck out against the otherwise perfect anterior (and her brother called her particular…), and Rebekah raised her eyes as she moved to the doorway.   “Elijah?”   She called out, her finger nails tapping against the doorframe as she peaked inside. Even when he did retreat to the room the door was never left open – one of his many… quirks. 

   “Not Elijah.”   Rebekah answered her own question as she leant against the doorway, arms folded across her chest and her head cocked to the side, a dangerously sweet smirk on her lips.   “Care to share why you’ve broken in? The local library didn’t have enough threat of death to be interesting?”  

[betterxvillain]

A starter for @hauntuned​

This had to be the place. Stefan didn’t have to travel far outside of Mystic Falls to find it--the woman, Shiloh, had apparently set up shop in Virginia. Nice to know the hunters that he’d talked to actually had good information.

He stood outside the door for a minute or two, debating. The loss of Damon felt like a deep claw wound in his chest. Not knowing if he was alive or not...that was the worst part. What would Stefan prefer? That he was dead, or that he was alive and suffering? What did he expect this ghost detective to do about it? These thoughts warred with each other in his mind and finally he took a breath, knocking on the door.

[salemsaberhxgen]

@hauntuned​​​ asked ➢ “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?" meme: terrible first meeting starters ( accepting )

      ❝ i’m bored. ❞ said as if it were the most obvious answer in the world. ❝ i figure if i wait long enough something’s bound to happen. ❞ a pause. ❝ you know most people would be happy to have my companionship. if you’re not going to appreciate my company then i’m sure there’s someone else around that’s both grateful & interesting. ❞ a dig, though his tone suggests something far less harsh than his words might come across.

[itsybitsyparker]

“It’s not a ghost.” Peter stared at the glass, watching it tip off the counter and shatter at his feet. He was glad that he had modified the soles of his suit so glass wouldn’t tear the fabric if he accidentally stepped on it. He wasn’t about to pull shards out of his feet because he got into a fight with someone pretending to be a ghost.

“It’s a weird guy in a mask somewhere. Possibly with telekinetic powers.” He was also considering invisibility. “My life is so weird.”

@hauntuned​ gets a random starter​

[raybanstm]

@hauntuned​ ; continued with my sincerest apologies.

Brows shoot up and there is a comment on his tongue, ready to come out but then her expression changes   ---   her attention shifts to the colorful furs of the rabbit’s feet kept on his hip. He looks down, almost as if to make sure he’s got the right topic   ---   a little comical, given the fact that the two of them just disclosed to each other that they are very much not normal. A laugh sounds, so amused at the question   ---   one that seems to come up often.

“I keep asking myself the same thing. They do, though. I know they do. Every once in a while I go see a guy who essentially recharges them because I drain them like batteries simply by existing or whatever. They keep me from doing triple-gainers down park steps into oncoming traffic in the rain on my birthday. True story. Why? Do you want one? I’d offer one of these but they have become siblings, inseparable.” Do they all have names? Yes. Yes they do.