#p:amy

[the-abe]

Where: Amy's home With: @amyinnile

A mistake had been made when he had gone home, drunker than usual, maybe needing to relax after the difficult night shift on Monday. He rarely drank that much, but when he did he didn't worry because his metabolism would work through the haze faster than what a normal guys' would. But even then he had been influenced enough to grab his toolkit from the bed of the truck and enter the house he had freshened up a year and a half ago... And now he had found himself with the need to repaint and redo his bathroom because he wasn't sure if he had tried to fix the leaking sink or break everything else. But the latter had been the outcome. He'd spent two days trying to repair, but his nature was more of destroy than fix.

And from all that, at first just not wanting to be a nuisance and make more noise without giving a notice to his neighbor first, he had ended with a good bargain for a close bathroom and a dinner. He had planned on using the gym and the station for showers, but this seemed like a far better option and he was grateful to the blonde woman. Through the months they had been mostly polite talk, sometimes helping out with what he could if she needed it, he thought he may have even once gotten a great deal and received food for a favor of repairing and repainting part of the fence. But this was a first type of neighborly quality time.

Knocking on the door a little early than needed, a text sent when the pizza had arrived, a container with still hot veal steaks, he knocked on the door, a plastic bag on his elbow as he wasn't sure if she would like beer or wine. "Evening, neighbor. I bring the promised goods and hope I'm not too early" he smiled as the door opened.

[nicostraccia-blog]

campfire chat || nico & amy

It was the last night in the woods, and Nico was incredibly happy, to say the least. He’d grown very sick of sleeping on the ground, missed his desk, and missed WiFi. And then there was the fact that he’d been woken up in the middle of the night almost every night from a panic attack over Amy. He’d have to leave the tent and get high enough to feel alright enough to fall back asleep, and even that got exhausting at four in the morning. He wished he could forget about his whole past, and just be there with Amy - but it was so hard. It was easier in moments like these, though, where the two were having a good time together. They were sat at the fire in between their cluster of tents, making s’mores. Nico was doing a horrible job of eating his, and kept getting chocolate all over himself. “Do I still have chocolate on my chin?” he asked Amy though a giggle, turning to face her. 

[nicostraccia-blog]

library coffee || nico and amy

After Amy finally gave in and told Nico to come see her, he was relieved. He didn’t know what it was, but he was really drawn to her. She was genuinely sweet, which was something he wasn’t used to. It was refreshing. She had a real air of innocence around her, and he wanted to know more about it. Once he left his dorm, Nico made his way to the art room as quickly as he could, but he still ended up getting lost once on the way. He still didn’t know the school too well. Nico searched the art room from bottom to top, but Amy wasn’t there. He was a bit discouraged, but just ended up walking around campus a little while longer, looking for any place that she might be. He tried a few more classrooms, but ultimately decided on trying the library. When Nico finally saw the familiar brown haired girl sitting at a table with her back to him, he beamed. He walked up quietly and stood to her left, tapping her right shoulder. “Hey,” he smirked, pulling up the chair next to her and sitting down. “You were hiding,” he commented with a laugh. 

[thedevilhasyournumber]

long way down | lucifer + amy

The council had been vetting Lucifer. At least, that was how it felt. They knew that he was more powerful than they could ever even dream of being, that he could make their lives very difficult. Lucifer appreciated that respect, and it was one of the few reasons that he had allowed them to continue with their foolish plans. The council saw Satan as their ally, and they needn’t be aware that Satan did not return the sentiment. He had been aware for a long while now that the Winchesters were not going to go down without a fight, and it only made sense that their little witch was also in on the plan. So when the council asked them to take revenge against some insignificant werewolf, Lucifer was skeptical. Once he learned that the witch was involved as well, however, he jumped at the chance. Destroying her life could also lead to the destruction of the plans for his demise, and that would be a win for him. There was a grin on his lips as he sauntered onto the porch of Amy Megallony’s home, ringing the doorbell as any respectable citizen would. 

[gdiamy]

saving you | griceallony

Most of the citizens of Mystic Falls, Virginia have been tortured at one point or another. The Forbes girls had all been under the knife more than once. The Salvatore brothers had both bled for those that they loved on several occasions. The Winchesters had seen their fair share of pain at the hands of others as well. Lucas Megallony, however, had always been lucky enough to escape this fate. Besides the pain that came during the full moon, he had led a pretty peaceful life. He just wasn’t one of those tragic heroes that you always heard about, the ones that got so beaten that their face was just a mess of blood and teeth. Pretty boys like him stayed far away from the fight. Perhaps that was why being strapped to a cold metal table for the last few days was such a surreal experience to him. 

At first, it hadn’t even been that painful. Claustrophobic, yes. But painful? No, that had come later. Those first hours had been hard simply because he didn’t know what to expect. Days later, he was longing for that feeling of blissful ignorance. Now he knew what the company was about. His body had been put through the wringer the last few days. Electrocution had been the start. During that portion of testing, Lucas had heard Nikki’s name tossed around a few times, and just the sound of her name made him struggle in his bonds. He wanted to kill that girl. He wanted to rip her, limb from limb, for bringing this horror into his town. Water-boarding had been next. Lucas wasn’t sure if that was for any scientific purpose. Honestly, he suspected that it was more vengeful due to the four men he had killed before getting overpowered. They’d cut into him, burned him, dosed him with increasingly large amounts of wolfsbane. By the end, he wasn’t sure how he was still alive. He had only one thought to hold onto: his family. He had to keep fighting, to get back to Amy and their children. So, when the door opened once more, he struggled harder than ever against his bonds, trying hopelessly to find a way out of this bleak situation.

[our-newdomicile-blog-blog]

M O O D B O A R D // "SiAm."

"I'll rub your tummy when you get back. Don't worry."

[witchy-ameliasummers]

Breathe And Control || Amy & Amelia

Amelia had been frantically cleaning the apartment since she had spoke to Amy. It was a small apartment in the middle of Mystic Falls. The kitchen and living room was all one small space with a tiny bathroom and a bedroom that barely fit the double bed. It was cramped to say the least and cleaning it was no easy task. Amelia was a very tidy person in general so it may not have appeared to be a messy place but to Amelia, it had to be spotless. She cleaned the windows and polished the skirting boards. She cleaned the kitchen work tops and took our the bins. Everything had to be sorted before Amy got there and as she heard the knock on the door, she posted her gloves under the sink and walked over to the door. Opening it, she saw Amy's face and smiled. "Thanks again for this. It means a lot." 

[robbie-desmond]

Robbie & Amy

Various things had been weighing on Robbie's mind for the past couple of weeks, or really everything was just sort of compounding since that summer, but he knew he wasn't alone in all of that. Most of his friends were taking Cody's death in a harder manner than him, not that he wasn't sad that Cody had died, he just saw it from a different perspective. He had always seen Cody from a different persective, never as willing to gloss over Cody's flaws like the rest of the group seemed to be. Robbie never stopped to think that his assesment of Cody might not have been fair though, he just went on with life, slightly pissed off that people were glorifying Cody now that he was gone, like they all knew him so damn well. Distracted as he may have been, he was still managing to do really well in school even in the classes that were proving to be a challenge to his friends.

Taking Calculus had been the next logical step for Robbie, he wasn't going to wait for college to learn something like that when he'd need to do much harder math for whatever career path he went down, but it wasn't exactly the best class to be in. The teacher, Mr. Truax, was really awful at explaining the concepts, so every night before he could do his homework, he'd have to teach it to himself first. Amy was struggling with it for that exact reason and Robbie couldn't say he really blamed her, it took a long time for him to figure it out himself and more than that, they weren't supposed to be teaching themselves. That was why they had a teacher. But he doubted that there was going to be any real change in teachers with the school year already underway and Mr. Truax having been there long enough to have been Robbie's sister's teacher as well, so he offered to help teach Amy what he had managed to figure out on his own. There was no real garuntee that he'd be any good at teaching this stuff to her, but she seemed willing to try, so he was willing to try too.

Amy was a regular fixture at the Desmond household, she was easily Robbie's closest friend and it certainly didn't hurt that his parents adored her. Despite the fact that she was a girl and his mother was increasingly nervous over the fact that he was a teenage boy, she even stayed the night at his place regularly, though never in his room. His mom often referred to Amy as his kindred spirit and never really minded whenever she was around, which was why he had decided to tutor her there. Karin Desmond was a woman of rules, though she often grew more lax about them whenever Amy was around. Specifically, Amy was allowed to be in Robbie's room, when she was around they could have food upstairs, and his mom often let the car inspections slide. There was something about Amy that seemed to put his whole family at ease, like seeing her gave them some small hope that Robbie wasn't as hopeless as they'd otherwise believe.

After sending a text to let his mom know Amy would be around that evening, Robbie and Amy headed to his house after school. Heading inside through the back door, Robbie stopped in the kitchen to grab them snacks before leading them upstairs. They'd be home alone at least until six if not later depending on whether or not his parents would get caught up at work which meant uninterrupted tutoring time...if his mind would let him stay on track fro that long. After getting comfortable on his bedroom floor, Robbie cracked open his textbook, glancing over that day's lesson as he grabbed for one of the packages of string cheese he had brought up for them. "So I was thinking we'd start with today's assignment if that works for you? Or we could go back further. It all depends on what was the last thing that made sense to you..."