#ofthebrokenstories

[sungecho]

@ofthebrokenstories​   /   rebekah  &  regulus.

        “his eyes upon your face, his hand upon your hand, his lips caress your skin.... it’s more than i can stand.”

[storiesungmoved]

@ofthebrokenstories​ sent “  hold still— you’ve got blood on your face.  ” // Katherine to Damon

“It’s not mine.” As Katherine comes close to wipe the blood off, Damon finds himself frozen. He should jerk away from her, or threaten her, or strike - something, anything, but instead Damon finds he’s staring into those gorgeous eyes of hers. 

“It’s fine. Leave it. I know how to clean myself up.”

[moved3677]

@ofthebrokenstories

Sweets was in the middle of an intense pool game when the Wyrm door opened and a familiar blonde head appeared. He hadnt expected to see Betty come walking in again after all this time. He took the shot before walking up to her with stick in hand. "Hey Betty. Been a long time. What are you doing here?" Granted she was still a serpent of course but he just hadnt expected her back after leaving town.

[kaspbraakspeaking]

@ofthebrokenstories​ //  “  i did what was necessary.  ” // katherine pierce

   “You always say that.” He had no idea what the reason was, but Katherine always did what she believed was necessary. Him being here, a vampire, was some ultimate plan of her’s, no doubt. That much he had learned about her by now. “Everything is necessary for you, and fuck everyone else.”

[onebigerror]

↾ ֍ ray hall ⋯ @ofthebrokenstories​​​ ֎ ↿

TOUCH-STARVED STARTERS!! // accepting

based on this ask:   ❝ you were my first kiss. ❞ | Ray from Heather

a smug grin was given in response. ray couldn't say it surprised him. heather was a good girl and that was one of the things that had drawn him to her. she was everything he wasn’t and everything he wanted. "no shit?" it was both a statement and a question. "sure could have fooled me." that part was purely sarcastic. "tell me something i don’t already know.” and she’d thought she was pulling one over on me that night at graybill's house when she tried to tell him it wasn't her first time. that was one of the reasons that he'd walked away. ray hall wasn’t exactly known for his morals or for being a gentleman but he wasn't going to take her virginity on the dirty floor of a haunted shithole. any other girl? sure. but not her. 

it had been months since panic and all the horrible things that came along with it had gone. it had started to feel like a bad dream as the fear and uncertainty finally ebbed away. their lives were returning to normal. for them it was over but there would be another game the next year and the year after that. as long there was a graduating class in carp there would be a game of panic. it was theirs after all. as he held her hand in his own, ray was reminded that one good thing came out of it all. heather was sitting right there on the boat beside him. she'd won all that money and she still hadn't left him. that had to count for something.

[maxtheewclfe]

a meme i can’t find || not accepting

@ofthebrokenstories​ said: " do you want to come in?" // Rebekah

“I would love to,” Max answered with a smile. “I was sent to make sure you’re coming to the party Thursday.” It was the truth, he’d been sent on a mission to make sure she was going to show up though he wasn’t sure why it had been him and not someone who might know Rebekah better.

[aymixium]

@ofthebrokenstories​ said:  " So you're really out for yourself, right? It's all about number one?" | Heather at Ray

ray huffed, shaking his head. “sure. yeah. all about number one. that’s all the hall boys are good for right? selfish sons of bitches who only think with their dick. is that you talking or the rest of this shit hole town?”

[storiesungmoved]

@ofthebrokenstories​ sent ​​❝ i can feel your pulse. it jumped. ❞ // betty to archie

Damn, she really does make his heart pick up and his pulse race. Betty has that kind of affect on him, always has, if he’s to be completely honest with himself. He’d spent so long denying what they had that now? Now he doesn’t want to fight it any longer.

“It’s because I’m close to you.” He admits softly, bringing his hand up to brush a stray blonde lock out of her face. “You have that affect on me, Betty Cooper;