#verse;tbd

[eraba-reta-unmei]

        " Okay, okay, I hear you. Honest, I do. But have you considered as an alternative-"

         " --not killing them..? " Please.

[eraba-reta-unmei-a]

@hiisfire sent: "it means, give in to temptation." .. :) whoo, isn't it kinda, suddenly very warm in here?; the only thing that could make one feel hotter is the clothes-- ↳ unprompted | always accepting!

        So warm she thought (for a moment) that she had accidentally caused it. Seeing that it was most certainly not her raised a number of other concerns in its place.

        " I'd really prefer to not. " Even if she were a more confident woman, the potential risk of being drained dry didn't sound very appealing.

[peskyduck]

@demon-of-the-radio liked for a starter

'You? A demon? I've taken shits scarier than you.' Wings are folded, promptly. A satisfactory nod. This is good way to conduct himself in literal hell. Just sass all the horrors... Well it's not like he hasn't died a hundred times over already.

A bored expression, with a dismissive wave of his hand. 'At least sing me a song. That's what the demons in my house do. Sing me a little song while they torment me. They have true showman ship...except for maybe that worm...'

[maledictus-maleficus]

             “I’m presently being ignored and I’m about to make it everyone’s problem.”

[beautyyxograce]

BRENDA & DYLAN - @tofeelthecold​

After finally being in a good place with Dylan, she was wondering as to what he wanted to talk to her about. They had become friends again after the whole love triangle between herself, Kelly and Dylan. Brenda remembered feeling so hurt and betrayed by her two best friends, the two people she loved and trusted the most besides her brother. When Dylan cheated on her with her best friend, she felt like she was being stabbed in the back with a knife over and over again. She never really got over it because he was the love of her life and Kelly was supposed to be her friend. How could a friend do that to you? And how could someone who claimed to love her cheat on her to begin with? She couldn’t think about the past anymore. She had moved on from it and she was happy for her friends being together. At least they were happy. As she approached Dylan’s door, she raised her hand to knock. She felt nervous for the first time in awhile but that was because she had no idea what he wanted to talk to her about.

[judgylittleyes]

ELENA & BONNIE - @racointeur​

When Elena thought about her life, she thought about her best friends. Caroline. Bonnie. But why should she? Caroline was always too busy chasing boys and being the life of the party. Bonnie was too busy chasing her own brother and doing her witchery things. She didn’t care about them anymore either. Bonnie was probably a closer friend to her than anyone she had ever known. But not even the witch could save her now.    ❝   If you’re here because, Stefan, Damon or even Caroline sent you, you can leave now. I’m not interested.    ❞   She really didn’t care what she came to tell her. They all had tried to save her and they all failed. Bonnie was just going to be another one added to that list.    ❝   I’m not going to start caring again. So whatever speech you have prepared, save your breath, witch.    ❞

[paragonxsm]

       “I am told I am far too serious, and must learn to ‘lighten up.’”  The King of Knights looks off to side, seemingly greatly troubled by this.  “However ... I am uncertain of where to even begin with such an endeavor.”

[notenoughmuses]

@motherofamartyr

He’d been gone for so long. So so long. He hadn’t had any real concept of how much time had passed but it had only been thanks to Varys that he had stayed alive, his mind for the first few years had been so bad that Varys had deemed it unsafe for him to be let out into society. It had been nearly the start of 283 AC when he’d been drug into the black cells by the Mad King. It was only till five years later he was able to go home. A foreign concept now but his health had returned and Varys quietly helped the Stark escape the Red Keep.

This should have been easy. Coming home. But he had been told of his sisters death, his youngest brother was at the wall and Eddard had wed his once to be wife, bedding her several times over. Brandon felt like a stranger now in his own home. “Cat...” Brandon whispered, his voice still hoarse from the lack of real use for so long and while he had been cleaned up and given fresh clothes fit for a noble of his rank Brandon still had the look of a wild wolf fighting for his and his fathers survival. “Catelyn. You look beautiful as ever.” His heart fluttered at the sight of intended. “I’m sorry for being gone for so long” There was no need for him to apologize but the Stark had no idea what else to say at this point and his shoulders sagged as he approached her, still wondering if he was in the cells, a fever dream was all this was.