#tribridhellfire

[twincurse]

...   @tribridhellfire​​   liked  for  a  holiday  starter ! ↪   let  it  snow.

“  son  of  a  bitch !  ”     exclamation  comes  as  eyes  fall  on  the  window.  more  accurately,  out  of  it.  white  flakes  falling  from  the  sky.  bigger  than  she  has  ever  remembered  seeing.  heavy.  each  thud  to  the  ground  feels  like  it’s  shaking  the  entire  school.  or  maybe  that’s  just  her.     “  i  told  you  that  stupid  spell  was  a  bad  idea.  ”     her  warning  might  have  been  a  bit  vague.  but  as  the  snow’s  accumulation  escalated ,  so  did  her  annoyance.     “  hello ,  what  are  you  waiting  for ?  stop  it !  or  are  you  planning  to  belt  out  let  it  snow  and  trap  us  in  here  until  next  year ?  ”

[twincurse]

...   @tribridhellfire​  sent ,  💬  for  a  random  line  of  dialogue.

“  if  you  leave  now   ...   you  lose  everything.  ”

[twincurse]

Whew, let me start with the fact you are completely stuck with me, and somehow I haven't annoyed you yet which...is surprising. You're like my best friend and I'll be here for you no matter what, even when things are hard and you don't feel like talking I'll be there waiting. But that's not what this is about! You and Lizzie? I love how much you put everything in to the way you play her. I know you have this connection with her that makes everything you write gold. Not to mention all your other blogs too, you play them all so beautifully even if I don't know the fandom I know they're in great hands with you.

SOME CUTE TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL MEME I THINK I DELETED.

but for real. this made me so !!!!! between the gif (which holy fuck you can do cool things with asks now????) to everything you've said. like i seriously appreciate everything about you. i love you to the moon and back like a thousand times. thank you so much for being so supportive. always willing to help. and writing some of my favorite characters because our dynamics and threads feed my muse. so hard.

[neveraftersarc]

❦ all the ships

literalllly all of them tho

all of my muses are a little bit in love with hope

but also your other muses <3

[fascinvm]

@tribridhellfire​

⚜ —  Henry has been back for little over a week, if not much longer than that. He has mainly stayed on the outskirts of town, feeding on travelers passing through. The sun has just set and even though Henry could walk around in the sun without a daylight ring, he still enjoys hunting at night. Hearing footsteps, he drops the limp and nearly lifeless body to get a good view of the person in front of him. Blood is dripping down his chin and onto his shirt. There is a devilish grin, some how it feels like he should recognize this person, but he doesn’t. “Have you arrived as desert?”

[hawkyed-arc]

...    @tribridhellfire​    𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 ,    🎁 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚎.                                    ↪    nightmare   by   halsey.

it’s  not  that  she’s  judging.      EXCEEEEEEPT ,      SHE    KIND    OF    IS.       but  it’s  not  her  place  to  say  anything.  so    ( at  least ,  at  first )    teeth  chew  on  the  inner  corner  of  her  lip.  keep  it  together.  don’t  be  your  usual  self.  your  opinion  is  irrelevant.     ❝  i’ve  been  polite ,  ❞     she  begins.  already  hating  the  sound  of  her  own  voice.  nails  on  a  chalk  board.          NOT    THE    CALMING    OR    SERENE       sound  of  coffee  brewing  before  the  beginning  rays  of  sunshine  hit  the  curtains.  this  feels  like  intruding  in  the  worst  way.     ❝  but  won’t  be  caught  dead  letting    a    man    tell  me  what  i  should  do  in  my  bed.  ❞

[neveraftersarc]

:/// ship with me

do you want a list of all my muses that are in love with hope orrr…?

[dvarapala]

‘you’ll be alright. it’s not as bad as you think it is.’

the dragon republic // @tribridhellfire

"forgive me for not trusting mister saltzman. or his bird box." somewhere to her left, a suave vampire with dreadlocks tells her that it's called a therapy box, instead. but she notes that his lips twitch upwards. just a little bit.

udyati looks at hope again. "who's to say he hasn't tampered with it?" the same vampire scoffs, tells her mister saltzman's human, and a teacher at that, and udyati has the urge to tell him that most teachers - if not all of them - are cut from the same cloth.

instead, she shrugs. "fair point. but i'm still not going into the box. not alone, at least."