#normallyxstrange

[shireentheunburnt]

Somewhere New

It was with a strange feeling of displacement that Shireen walked through the door to the quarters she had been given, and, rather than into the stone corridor, she stepped into a ray of sunshine. It was far warmer than the winter she had been trying to grow used to, was dressed for, and she blinked in disoriented confusion about herself.

Where was this? Was she... alone?

Lost?

Clutching her stag to herself for comfort, chilled despite the warmth of the air, she took a breath and called out, “Hello? Is anyone there?” Hopefully, if there was, they were more akin to Ser Davos than Melisandre...

@normallyxstrange

[osbxrne-a]

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❛ Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind. ❜

[multimuse-rp-archived]

@normallyxstrange asked: “ you have no idea what i’m capable of. ” - Dylan to Sansa Stark

He frightened her, but Sansa knew better than to show it. Or so she thought. She wasn’t very good at hiding her fear these days. Her hands trembled slightly as she looked up at him. “Is that a threat?” she asked softly, silently praying he would deny it. “I do not wish for any ill-will between us…” She didn’t like him at all, but she could pretend.

[heksery]

Dear Sir/Madam,

Thank you in advance for taking the time to read this letter. My name is Juliana Accama and I am a witch who specialises in textile art as well as spellwork. However, I have recently encountered a more powerful witch who has declared me to be her enemy, for I refused to join her coven.

My escape was narrow and I am looking for a safe place to stay and improve my skills. Your coven was the first to come to mind. I will visit you in a week's time so that we can meet and you can decide whether or not you will accept me in your ranks.

I look forward to meeting you.

Yours faithfully, Juliana Accama

The Kindheart Coven building in front of her was equally beautiful as it was impressive. It had a small tower on the right which Juliana suspected had the perfect all around lighting for crafting. She gave herself a moment to look at in awe before she walked to the door, laced and heeled boots clicking on the pavement, and announced her arrival with a firm knock. Her lips were graced with a smile when a young and casually dressed female opened the door.

“Good afternoon, Ms. My name is Juliana Accama. I have sent your coven a letter a week ago. I hope you have received it?” She tilted her head to the side, curiously looking past the other witch to inspect whether the house was also beautiful on the inside. @normallyxstrange

[talesofterrebonne]

@normallyxstrange​ sent:  ‘  you’re all duct tape and safety pins inside.  ’ (Dylan / Cam)

The comment surprised Cam. It wasn’t that the other male was incorrect, it was just...he didn’t think it was that obvious. But then again, his death and resurrection had been broadcasted on national television. Part of the “Live from the LaLaurie Mansion” special the team did last Halloween. Eva’s aunt and mate were still pissed at Rich for putting them in that position. (And, he supposed, at her for going along with something she knew to be stupid).

Realizing he had to say something, he turned towards the shop’s owner with a nod. “Coming back from the dead will do that to you, I suppose.”

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@normallyxstrange​ asked: “i think we should just have sex.” - CJ to Gendry (I tried to stop her!)

Gendry practically choked on his drink, spitting quite a bit of his coffee out onto his shirt. He watched her for a long moment, blinking furiously. “I’m sorry--please repeat that more carefully--you think we should just have sex, like hook up, or we should just have sex, like we’re moving in that direction anyway?” The distinction was subtle but important. He liked CJ too much to pretend this meant nothing.

[betterxvillain]

@normallyxstrange​

He hadn’t exactly left this place under good circumstances. A few decades ago, Stefan had feasted on the town’s humans, dropping bodies everywhere he went, until he had been confronted by the town’s master vampire, Nancy. After a tense conversation that heavily implied his horrible and painful death, the Ripper had left, with no intention of returning back here.

But this town wasn’t what it seemed. There was an underground market lead by Nancy herself, he’d found out during his killing spree, and that could be of use to him. And so, when his humanity was shut off again by the one and only Klaus Mikaelson, he used a brief moment of freedom to seek her out again.

The Courtyard was run down, a decrepit building with no actual courtyard in sight. He was greeted at the door by a couple of low level vampires and argued his way to the person he wanted to see. 

“Nancy,” he said with a smile. Was he on a first name basis with her? Who knows. “It’s nice to see you again. You look well.”

[wxtchlxght]

@normallyxstrange requested a starter!

“Maybe I’m the monster that’s been here all along.”

The brunette couldn’t stop herself from laughing. Nancy? A monster? It was as if the joke wrote itself. Her hatred of vampires led her to believe they were all terrifying monsters of the night. “You are.” Bonnie stated, eyes rolling. She held out her hand, preparing the aneurysm spell if she needed to stop the vampire from getting too close. “Don’t get anywhere near me.”