#infinitescul

[skadhis]

                    *    FT.     @infinitescul​

                𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 intrigued by the original family of vampires. they’ve pillaged their way across europe and america, something she can certainly respect as a frost giant. they protect each other with ferocity, the same way she and her cousins have always fought for each other. while many others are disgusted by their nature, skadi comes from a place where their behaviour is considered TAME.                 it’s a relatively quiet night in new orleans. she welcomes the jazz playing in rousseau’s as well as the glass of bourbon in her hands. though she doesn’t possess the same level of hearing that vampires and wolves have, hers it still quite impressive so she hears when another enters the bar.                 she turns to see one of those original vampires walk into the bar. skadi has never been this close to one of them, but she can feel the waves of power flowing from him. “i’m new in town. do you think you could help me?”

[prodiguile]

plotted  starter  for ➛ @infinitescul​

𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 --      his  final  layer ,   nearly  naked  without  it .    starched ,  white  shirt ,  a  deep ,  black  jacket  of  velvet --  his  fingers  wrapped  around  the  stem  of  his  glass .   the  scene  is  appallingly  familiar ,   the  wealthy  and  philanthropic  scattered  about  the  ballroom ,   hands  in  their  deep  pockets  to  pledge  allegiance  to  the  montgomery  name .   nick’s  got  a  list  of  them ,  tucked  away  in  his  mind ,   the  weighty  donors  circulating .   he  skims  the  room  for  those  illustrious  few ,   the  ones  whose  good  will  he  has  yet  to  secure .  it’s  satisfying ,  in  the  most  tedious  of  fashions ,  having  to  smile ,  endear  himself ,  endear  his  father ,  remember  the  names  and  dates  of  infants  he’s  never  set  eyes  on  --  it’s  tedious  in  the  way  that  all  things  are  when  they  come  naturally .

the  longworths  sit  in  the  corner ,   still  sober --  he’ll  give  them  time  to  empty  their  glasses  before  approaching  the  couple --  let  them  liquor  up .    his  eyes  drift  further ,  find  those  broad  mahogany  doors ,   and  they  catch ;   catch  on  a  mass  of  soft ,  blonde  hair .   nick  knows  it  to  be  soft ,   remembers  in  an  instant  the  feel  of  it  in  his  hands .  his  feet  have  begun  to  carry  him  before  he  can  register  it ,  before  he  can  think  to  do  so  consciously .   he  would  have  thought  that  curious ,  innate  magnetism  might  have  faded  with  time --  that  her  curious  hold  was  some  product  of  youthful  hormones  and  her  father’s  wine  cellar .   and  then  he  is  scarcely  a  foot  behind  her .   nick  swipes  a  glass  from  a  passing  waiter ,  clears  his  throat  lightly .      ❝  excuse  me ,  ma’am ,  have  we  met  before ?  ❞

[incendios]

@infinitescul​  //   ❛ can’t you see, what you’re doing to me? ❜

          as much as stefanie  loved  making the dogs  drool  ,  she enjoyed her time alone with jed even  more  .  the amount of times she was able to steal him away from the rest of the pack was  limited  ,  it was a rare occasion that they weren’t living up to their species related  loyalty  .  which is exactly why she had slipped a note under his door this morning  ,  asking him to meet her at the  old mill  after dinner  .  she’s using his hand for  support  as she balances herself upon the baluster  ,  one foot in front of the other before coming to a halt  .  her body twisting to place both palms on each of his shoulders  ,  leaning downwards as if she were  finally  going to kiss him  .  though it was all a  tease  ,  the blonde salvatore wasn’t going to be the one to make the first move and within moments she’s pushing him out of her way so she can  hop  back down to ground level  .  an eyebrow raising inquisitively as he speaks  ,  the seriousness in his tone causing her to  smirk  .  her head shaking in faux misunderstanding  ,   ❝  no ,  i’m afraid i don’t .  explain it to me .  ❞

[wildechaya]

unsurprisingly ,            infiltrating  silas’  residence  is  no  easy  task .  it  might  have  been  easier ,  had  she  informed  nathaniel  of  her  plan  and  enlisted  his  help --  but  as  it  were ,  he  would  only  have  counseled  against  it .   now ,  alone  and  somewhat  aching ,  she  digs  her  fingers  into  the  cool  stone  windowsill  and  hoists  herself  up .   legs  first ,   gussie  swings  through  the  window ,  landing  on  the  carpet  with  a  faint  thud .   by  her  calculations ,   this  ought  to  have  been  his  personal  rooms --  and  judging  by  the  decor ,  she  had  been  correct .   voices  drift  under  the  crack  between  the  wide  doubledoors  and  she  listens  carefully  for  his  low  tones .  whoever  he’s  speaking  to ,  they  bid  him  a  goodnight  and  turn  about ,  leaving  the  way  they  came .   gussie  sinks  into  the  leather  armchair  directly  beside  the  window ,  crosses  her  legs ,  waits  patiently ,  and  recalls  a  few  brief  prayers  in  case  he  decides  to  kill  her  on  the  spot .

plotted  shenanigans  →  @infinitescul​

[sinbcrn]

❝  i’ve  been  too  long --        i’m  glad  to  be  back .  ❞

send me  ♬ & i’ll shuffle my playlist . first song i get , i’ll use a lyric as a starter  → @infinitescul​  back  in black  by  ac/dc

[containsxmultitudes]

“you sound so pretty when you moan” from iris

The little bit of praise from Iris left him feeling a bit tingly, “Oh. Well then I’m happy to please,” he moaned again softly, then pulled her into an enthusiastic kiss.

[pretendalleys]

˚ 　　 @infinitescul​     .　　 . ⊹   “ it’s still not healed, but it’s getting there . "

          she had almost  died  ,  the gash on her  neck  was enough to  prove  it  .  a  ruthless  vampire  ,  one who  clearly  didn’t know  who  she was  .  or maybe  ,  they did  .  after all  ,  her father had conjured up a plethora of  enemies  throughout his time as a vampire  .  it was almost  surprising  that they hadn’t come for  him  or his  family  yet  .   ❝   how bad does it look ?  ❞  there was absolutely  no way  she could go  home  ,  not like  this  .

[herdulcet-blog]

❛   hi,  uh,  you’re  matthew,  right?  ❜   cold  girl,  warm  heart.  tragedy  chills  these  bones  &  death  follows  in  each  step  she  takes.  fashioned  to  the  bottoms  of  shoes  like  a  shadow.  still,  the  sun  cannot  compete  with  the  warmth  of  her  heart.  ❛   i  ...  well,  i  heard  a  lot  about  you.  it’s  my  first  day.  i  heard  that  you’re...  ❜   an  asshole,  ❛   grumpy,  so  i  thought  maybe  you  could  use  some  cheering  up.  i  brought  you  a  coffee.  am  i  overstepping?  ...  probably,  sorry,  but  i  wanted  to  introduce  myself.  i’m  amelia.   ❜  @infinitescul