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[vmpyrtm-a]

moved.

[desirehim]

please, baby

i need you here with me

—✦❤︎

[robertmorehouse]

[aqua-regia009]

Moonlight - Valfrid Nelson (1849–1930)

[itsnoteasybeinghuman]

[artdepo]

Painting by Shane Wolf

[megairea]

You have a cold cold smile. You were burned, you were about to burn, you’re still on fire.

Richard Siken, from Straw House, Straw Dog; Crush, 2005. (via megairea)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Chelsea Hodson, from Tonight I’m Someone Else: Essays; “The End Of Longing,”

[battleofdesires]

Blood Ties 2x05

[ospreyarcher]

All I want to do is write this scene where one character treats another character gently and the other one is just totally undone by it in a “this gentleness upsets me far more than all the traumatizing things that have happened to me in this entire story because the suffering was pretty much expected whereas this is just…outside of my comfort zone” and somehow this is difficult. 

[battleofdesires]

- I used to love looking at the stars. What do you see? - It’s hard to describe. Not just the points of light others see. For me the sky is lit up like midday. - Is the whole night like that for you? - It’s like living your life in Technicolor. All the colours are brilliant, intense. I see points of the spectrum people can’t even imagine. And the people, the people… the people, they glow. Their breath. Their blood pulsing below the surface of their skin. It’s heady. - I wish I could experience that. - All it takes is a simple blood transfusion. - I’ve been branded by a demon. All I’d need is to turn into a vampire. - I admit, it does have its costs. You’d lose your life. - I might miss that. - You’d lose the day. - Also one that’s hard to lose. - You lose your friends, your family and you’d lose me, what we have. - Like you lost Christina. - Like I lost Christina. - This whole vamp territorialism thing is a bitch. - I suppose it’s nature’s way of preventing us from turning too many friends and lovers. - It can’t be beat? - With control, we can learn not to kill one another. Sometimes you wind up regretting that course of action even more. - People call me a pessimist.

[artdepo]

strange portraits of Cian McLoughlin

[sionisheir-a]

❝do you know where they are now?❞

❝gone.❞ 

                 gone.

such a   gentle   word

why not say slaughtered?

[vmpyrtm-a]

[ ID. ] vicki ; withvigor

         she  should’ve  known  henry  would  do  this.  the  wrinkle  in  his  forehead,  the  look  of  concern  &  worry  in  his  eyes.  but  why  did  he  have  to  look  so  damn  gorgeous  all  the  time ?  weight  shifted  from  one  leg  to  her  other  as  vicki  looked  at  him  with  intent.  "  and  here  i  thought  you  were  going  with  me.  “  a  light  smile  played  on  her  lips,  corners  curling  upwards.  "  look,  while  i  appreciate  all  the  concern  -  it’s  my  job.  i  signed  up  for  this.  just  because  something  is  dangerous  doesn’t  mean  i’m  going  to  tuck  tail  and  hide.  you  should  know  that  by  now.  ”

    “  of  course  i’m  going  with  you.  ”  henry responded, almost exasperatedly -- he could have said something like he wouldn’t always be around for when she needed back up, or that not every insane killer on the lose was her problem but they were all things that she had heard before and had ignored before.   “  i  don’t  expect  you  to  run  or  hide,  i  just  expect  you  to  be  smarter  than  to  charge  off  half - cocked.  ”  henry reached for her arm, placing his hand over her forearm lightly, partly because he wanted to and partly because he wanted to distract her from using humor to deflect his concern.  “  we  need  more  than  just  a  possible  location,  we  need  to  know  what  we’re  walking  into.  that  means  waiting. ”

[vmpyrtm-a]

      he had taken a break from the last few pages jules had expected the night before, eyes growing more and more sensitive to the glaring light of the computer screen had propelled him back to his sketchbooks and rather than finish the chapter as jules had expected, henry had spent most of the night drawing several pages of one of his other works in progress. now however, it seemed jules had switched tactics and brought kitaro onto the case.  “  ghouls  tend  to  avoid  vampires,  not  break  into  their  apartments.  ”  henry said absentmindedly   //  @gggno  ♡’d  for  a  starter  ( kitaro )

[vmpyrtm-a]

@withvigor​  sent :   "while you have that whole stoic 'i'm a badass' thing going on - deep down you're just a puppy. you know, like how some people are afraid of dobermans or german shepherds but really they are cute and adorable. you're like that." from vick bc i need things

     “  so  you’re  calling  me  a  dog.  ”  henry accused, both brows raised, unimpressed as he regarded the investigator skeptically, while the first half of her sentence could have been perceived as a compliment, what came after left much to be desired and henry stepped forward as if to solidify his accusation. wearing the all too familiar princely smile he had once used in court, pleasant and alluring but never quite reaching his eyes. still, there was a touch of amusement that had laced itself into his voice as he took another step forward to shorten the distance between them,  “  a  puppy  to  be  exact ?  ”

[vmpyrtm-a]

[ ID. ] klaus ; hybredtm·

“you said so yourself, mate, i’m quite unique. nature be damned.“ a nature’s loophole, a way to make the impossible always possible. and it seems his family is always smacked down in the middle of all the troubles. he is, however, glad that at least he has a friend he can trust with the information. “i’m quite sure you have your methods of taking information. surely, far less…aggressive than my own.” as long as witches agree to help, then he has no business. “just mention that having a mikaelson in their debt is no small thing.” he is not elijah, but he keeps his promises when they mean the world to him.

“there has been information, of course. An organization called Triad.“ And the fact she was no longer around, forgotten by the world and Triad was involved, meant her tribrid status was significant in some way. “I can have one guess about Triad’s origin involving the three main species in the world.“ which, coincidentally, his daughter was also.

   Henry smiled, shaking his head. In magic there was always some kind of loophole, someway to undo or remake or destroy, it was what made magic so unreliable. there were few rules and those which did exist could be bent if not entirely broken on a whim should the need arise. a dangerous and unstable thing but in this case, perhaps the only means of a missing daughter’s salvation. If Malivore was a place connected to magic, then there would be evidence, a trail to follow and a means to manipulating it.   “  My methods are little more subtle, yes.  ”  Henry agreed, though not without some humor. there was a place and a time for a hammer, but Henry had always preferred the scalpel.  “  If i can get the information without getting the Mikaelson name involved, i’ll try.  ”  the idea of Klaus being in anyone’s debt disturbed him profoundly.

“ Triad? You don’t mean Triad Industries? ”  Henry frowned, recalling when his good friend Tom had received a job offer from a security firm going by the same name, Tom had turned the job down but it couldn’t be a coincidence, surely.  “ As far as I know they’re a private security firm. They offered a friend a job once. Do you think they’re connected to the supernatural somehow? With Malivore?”