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[bewitchedbonnie]

*kisses you on the cheek* You’ve got the kissing disease! Spread it by kissing the next ten people on your dash!

                       ❝——Who are you?❞

[howlinginhale]

THE RUBBLE OR OUR SINS | Closed

           All throughout ancient cultures there were things others just would not begin to comprehend or accept. There were different legends, superstitions and things to watch out for. So many things to go bump in the night yet it was difficult to determine what was invented to scare children to do what their parents asked and what actually lured within the shadows waiting to capture something in its grasp. In the life of Derek Hale -- monsters existed and demons did too. Every supposedly mythical thing lived and breathed, passing through the legends that time afforded to it, resting in the sighs leaving lips.

            For you see there was much to fear about what

                                                                   you thought you saw out of the corner of your eye.

              Gazing down at the intricate symbols resting along his body, Derek frowned for the hundredth time. They weren't going away and each time he tried to touch them he ended up burned. This just led to painful flashbacks and now his body was his own sort of personal hell.

            Keeping it a secret for over a week, Derek finally consulted Deaton, who didn't know what was going on. The symbols were unlike anything he witnessed before and didn't that just make Derek feel warm and good about everything. He was once again something that no one could explain or reason.

                     Hello werewolf anyone.

                                                   Fucking Emissaries.

             Growling under his breath, Derek consulted an old book he managed to salvage from the Hale house, trying to convince himself each time he opened it that he could smell his mother. The scent of her perfume was like new falling rain on a crisp moonlit night. His delusions comforted him. Heaving out a sigh, he ran his fingers down the list, falling on a particular name that he quickly scribbled onto a scrap piece of paper.

           Normally he wouldn't consult with witches but desperate times and all. The journey to get to her was too long for Derek's comfort but he managed to get there in record time. Pounding on her door, the symbols gave an eerie glow and once again everything in the nearby vicinity of him started to wither and die.

                                                   Yes, this sure made him feel good.

[sinful-solitude]

"Houston, we have a problem"

Famous movie quotes sentence meme

"Houston, we have a problem"

"And what do you suppose I do about that, little witch? You proclaim unstoppable power… so fix it." 

[the-bon-fire]

*kisses you on the cheek* You’ve got the kissing disease! Spread it by kissing the next ten people on your dash!

             The woman, previously a witch, achieved at sending a small smile the other witch's way, and Bonnie even managed to colour her tone with teasing, "-- Apparently I'm married, you know--" she nodded genuinely, "--Thanks."

[lovebroughtmetomysticfalls]

When you get online, I think, "Yay! They're online!" Copy this only to the blogs it's genuinely true for, so that the people you love know it.

WE NEED TO RP AGAIN I MISS MY ORIGINAL WIFEY ;)

[lovebroughtmetomysticfalls]

I'm gonna make a verse where in the second or third episode where he lost his memories, so Amnesia Stefan!  I need to make verses for my Stefan 1.) Steroline (chantdebonheurforbes)  2.) Future Steroline (controlfreakforbes) 3.) Stemara (firstdelicatepetrova) 4.) Ripper Stefan! 5.) Amnesia Stefan  6.) I've got you davinaxstefan (ingenionxpotentem) 7.) Steferine (yourstrulykaterina) I need to come up with more! so yeah hit me up if you want any type of verse with me :D

[lovebroughtmetomysticfalls]

So...

Send me "So..." to hear what my character would say to yours after casual sex.

Stefan didn't think he would actually have a night of amorous activity with the witch, they were close personal friends and now they were in the same bed naked bodies underneath the sheet of his bed. "So Davina, finally this happened and yet I don't want this to end"

[sinful-solitude]

[text] Stop ignoring me and pick up your phone

Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:

[text] Stop ignoring me and pick up your phone

[text]: Forgive me, I seem to be in a state of shock that Marcel allowed his little Rapunzel a /real/ mobile phone.