#remyisims

[cassandracresswell]

[MSG]: If you come home and see an ambulance outside, don’t worry. I’ve got it all under control.

[text; Remy]: Is that supposed to make me not worry? That doesn’t make me not worry.[text; Remy]: Should I be rushing back? 

[vampofthepast]

Tell Me

Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about my character confessing something to yours [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]

@remyisims

“I wish I had your courage,” Elinor blurted without meaning to.  The red head paused once the words were out, wondering if Remy had heard her or not.  Sure enough, the new fledgling turned around, looking curious as ever.  She didn’t say anything but her eyes told Elinor to continue. 

So she did.

“You’ve been a vampire for a hot second and you were already able to kill your dad.  I’ve been one for four hundred years, swearing revenge and now I’m here and I still can’t do it.  Maybe they’re right when they say I’m all bark and no bite.  I wish I was more like you and didn’t give a single fuck.  I wish I wasn’t a coward...”

“You don’t want to be like me.  No one should be like me,” Remy said with a tired sigh.  “You still have your brother and sister and a chance to fix things with your dad.  You might think he left you behind but he wasn’t like my old man.  I wish I was more like you.  I wish I still had some kind of silver lining.”

Elinor frowned at the confession, not sure what to say.  She thought being around the other vampire would make her want to fight but if anything, it only made her more sad.  “What did it feel like though?  Ending his life?”  She asked thinking back about the man she’d killed back in Pittsfield.

Remy scoffed and shook her head, “not as good as you would think.”

[ryan-carroll-blog]

♤ does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them?

Ryan has three prominent scares -- a horizontal and long scar that runs from his right side towards his navel, a narrow scar on the back of his head and a bite mark from the wolf that turned him on his right shoulder The two former scars happened in the car accident, the bite mark from the moments just after.

[themarcusreed-blog]

♋ do they read any newspapers/magazines? what kind? what topics are they interested in? do they flip forward to the cartoon page first?

♋ do they read any newspapers/magazines? what kind? what topics are they interested in? do they flip forward to the cartoon page first?

Marcus doesn’t really read newspapers on a daily basis or anything but if he comes across a newspaper, he will flip to the sports section to see what’s going on and if there’s anything interesting written about any of his favorite teams. Although he doesn’t like to have anything to do with football anymore, sports is still a big love of his and he can’t cut it out of his life completely. He likes sports related magazines like Sports Illustrated and ESPN.....etc. Nothing else really interests him that much when it comes to that.

[vampofthepast]

You’re out of control!

The words echoed through Elinor’s mind, cutting her like a razor blade.  Her eyes were still glowing a faint red, fresh blood warm on her hands.  The carnage was bad, she knew that much, but a part of her didn’t care.  She’d just snapped without meaning to.  Dealing with her siblings and her dad was one thing but having Lyla come back... 

Elinor tried to pull herself out of her rage, trying to see through the anger and sadness.  Everything was such a blur.  She remembered going after Gideon.  She remembered the wooden stake in her hands.  She remembered showing up at his place.  She remembered Remy going with her to watch or something...  Maybe she went to secretly try and stop her?  It didn’t matter because she’d clearly failed.

“Look at what you’ve done!”

Elinor took a step back looking down at the puddle of blood.  She didn’t realize one body could have that much.  The body was stone cold and completely lifeless, their eyes looking up at her with a plea; the mouth opened just enough from where the last scream faded into a dying breath.

Elinor suddenly gasped and took another step back, the weapon fell from her hands and hit the floor with a thud.  Her eyes shifted back to their usual blue as the world came crashing back down on her.  Everything felt cold.  She’d gone there to end Gideon’s life but somehow in the all anger and rage, she’d made a mistake and killed the wrong person.

Her sister was the one laying on the ground.

@aureliainwonderlandx @remyisims

[arabellafelix-blog]

Are their walls painted or is it wallpaper?

Since she never stays in one place long enough, she never modifies it to her liking. She’s lucky to even unbox one thing.