#valeure

[touchedbydestiny]

plotted starter for @valeure​ ♥ cured!amara

     amara thought death felt more peaceful. that there's no pain in death. only peace. a big nothing. that she just cease to exists. finally. she had welcomed death with open arms, hadn't tried to fight it as she was withering away.

    she wanted to be dead.

    however, she felt her eyes slowly fluttering open. they felt so heavy and she wanted to fight it. she didn't want to wake up. her mind is wrapped in cotton wool and she feels numb. she had endured the worst pains possible in the past two thousand years, so of course, she didn't feel the countless needles in her body or her healing stabbing wounds.

    but she was able to hear. she heard a never-ending beeping which drove her mad. it was enough to let her eyes snap open entirely.

    at first, amara didn't see anything but brightness. it hurt her eyes and added to the stress she's feeling and making her nervous. she tried to fight her surrounding blindly before she stilled as she noticed someone's presence. her body immediately tensed and her heart rate got even higher before she recognized him.

    "silas?" slurred words left her mouth before the corners of her mouth pulled up into a weak smile. perhaps there’s peace after all.

[mortaele]

there    was    the     slightest     moment     ,    it    didn’t     last    more    than    a     few     seconds    –––––––         but    in    that    moment    she    forgotten    what    she’d     become.     in    that    moment     she    was     just    a    girl    ,    a    human.      but    that    moment    quickly    faded.     the     sun    shining    through    the    curtains    was     brighter    ,     the    noises    from    outside     were     louder    ,    and     she    was     hungry.    she   rolls     over    &    he’s     already    awake   ,    of    course    he     was.     “    how    long    have    you    been    up    ?     ”     she     questions    quietly.        [      @valeure​      ]

[survivingpierce]

🎄 🌟  christmas themed starter for @valeure​ (tom) 🎄 🌟 

         "don't you dare! don't. you. dare! if you throw that snowball you’re declaring war and i'm not sure if you want that” katherine warned, halfway serious. she didn't like snow and even less on her skin. katherien had no doubt she would win, of course. she's quite battle-tested but she rather not make contact with that frozen fluffy water.

[sororanimarum-archive]

🌹 ( stefan → camilla. ) / #203

“i can’t be wrong.”

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[sororanimarum-archive]

/ dwight schrute & jim halpert

"You stand there and accuse me, but where were you at the time?"

send 💬  for a random line of dialogue / @valeure​ ( accepting )

[sororanimarum-archive]

🌹 ( tom → hannah. ) / #64

“there’s something wrong here, nobody’s at home”

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[graunblida]

stefan baked lexa her favorite cake and bought her a bunch of star wars merch including a large, baby yoda (grogu) plush / college au 🥳

@valeure | Birthday Shenanigans | always accepting

          lexa wasn’t expecting that day to be any different from the ones which came before or the ones that would follow. in recent years she found less of a need to make a big deal about her birthday, seeing as how twenty-one seemed to be the last fun MILESTONE. oh, at twenty-five she would legally be able to rent a car? she would try to contain her excitement.  but when stefan surprised her, she felt a surge of emotions flow through her that she didn’t know was possible. she was genuinely happy someone remembered and she seized her friend in a tight embrace so he wouldn’t notice her eyes beginning to tear up. “ you’ve secured your spot as number one friend for another year, “ she teased, already thinking of plans for when it was his birthday. she squeezed the child plush in her arms ( it would not be leaving her grasp anytime soon ) and eyed the cake on the table. “ you know you’re going to help me eat this. “

[graunblida]

@valeure​​ sent: “How many do you have?” / stefan

          it was a running joke that lexa obtained KNIVES like others might collect trading cards. she had always preferred bladed weapons and she found more practical applications for them than her swords (  several katanas and a claymore ). of course, any weapon in lexa’s possession would be put to use in some way or another. “ do you mean on me, or in general? “ there was a little smirk on her lips as she waited for her friend’s reaction. nearly everywhere she went, lexa carried at least one switchblade and several other daggers HIDDEN on her being. she nodded to the one he held in his hands. “ that one’s for throwing. “ both the blade and the grip were flat and weighted specifically for its purpose. “ you should try it sometime. it’s therapeutic. “