hurricane ;

i'm a wanderess, i'm a one night stand, don't belong to no city, don't belong to no man. i'm the violence in the pouring rain.

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hellishnatures:

he froze when he heard her voice, it being a sound he didn’t particularly care to hear, but yet, he did at the same time. why was he still hung up on her ?? she left him.  ❝ salem. ❞ he spoke quietly, knowing he was treading rocky terrain right now. 

seeing beck brought a rush of feelings back -- not that they ever left. but seeing him was so much more different when she tried to move on. though a greater part of her wanted to see him again but she’d never admit that out loud. she wanted to find him and tell him she was sorry, that she made the biggest mistake. but he probably hated her, was furious with her. she snatched their child away no matter what the circumstances were. how could she show her face to him? well, there was no time for that answer now that he was standing right before her. “... i didn’t expect to see you here. in mystic falls.. what are you doing here?” she inquired biting onto her lesser lip.

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bloodwclf:

The fight had gotten a little out of hand, the twit broke into Damien’s house and stole a few things. Normally Damien wouldn’t care, but they took her ring. The one thing he kept with him through everything. Which led them to some barn the kid ran off to, the fire from some candle knocking over growing and the kid knocked out–blood everywhere. “You’re lucky I’m not a complete dick.” The wolf muttered to the unconscious kid, picking him up by his collar and walking out of the barn, letting him fall to the ground.

“ugh, i knew i smelled wet dog. oh and just perfect, now you’re going to let the barn burn?” salem questioned.

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xpcige:

“–Can I help you?” Paige raised an eyebrow catching them

“nope, just staring.”

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hellishnatures:

❝ i already regret moving to this boring ass town. ❞ beck muttered, taking a slow drag from his cigarette. that morning had been the fifth time he’s gone all hellhound to deal with some dead guy, and he hadn’t even been in town a full week.  

“maybe it’s because you had a six sense i’d be here... hey beck.” salem greeted quietly from behind. “miss me?”

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xxoftheoriginalkindxx:

“Now forgive me but I certainly couldn’t help but be amused…-do go on though, I was enjoying it.” he suggested, a small devilish grin taking over his lips before he simply crossed his arms.

salem’s eyes were a dark red, almost black as she stopped from feeding on the insides of the human. blood was everywhere with her razor sharp teeth and long nails. “i don’t like to be watched when i’m eating.” the cannibal admitted. “can i help you?”

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athencmikaelson:

“It’s not my blood, relax.” Athena sighed, stripping off the bloodied tank as she heard another approach her.

“i don’t care regardless. but i am curious. who’s is it?”

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nathanxblake:

Nathan sat with his guitar in his arms and played softly. He was in his own world when he was playing guitar and never heard any other sounds around his surroundings. When he found the correct chords of his favorite song, he began to sing quietly .

♪ Oh, misty eye of the mountain below keep careful watch of my brothers’ souls and should the sky be filled with fire and smoke. Keep watching over Durin’s sons. If this is to end in fire then we should all burn together. Watch the flames climb high into the night ♪

“calling out for the rope, sent by and we will watch the flames burn on and on the mountain side,” salem helped finish him off. “i love that song.” she smiled taking a seat next to him. “are you a singer?-- oh my god, are you ed sheeran?” her hand was on his shoulder with a shook expression. “am i in the pathway of a god?”

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ofhildegards:

     “I’m not normally a family person but– it’d be nice to see them every once in a while.”

“so what about seeing me?” salem gave a small smile stepping over to the girl.

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thejergilbert:

“why do you want to know who my best friend is?”

“just curious i guess,” salem giggled quietly. “you don’t have to tell me. but maybe i can try and fix your skype?”

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thejergilbert:

“Why must countries have different time zones? It’s annoying! My best friend is traveling around Europe, and it’s really difficult to find a good time to talk with her on Skype”

salem perked up when she heard the male’s voice and gave a small smile. “who’s your best friend?”

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ofhildegards:

     “I’m not normally a family person but– it’d be nice to see them every once in a while.”

“well where is your family?” salem asked sitting across from the unfamiliar girl.

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eldcstfreya:

    She had been hoping, worrying– too much time dreading what was to come for her family. Sighing deeply, Freya shook her head. “Why does one bad thing come after the other? Why can’t we have some peace?”

“what’s happening? are you alright?”

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kyrathecatalyst:

kyra let the tip of her finger run over the rim of her glass, elbow resting on the sticky surface of the bar, far too annoyed (and teetering on the edge of tipsy) to even care. taking a big gulp of the alcoholic drink, relishing in the familiar burn, kyra heard the scratch of the stool beside her. taking the newfound company as a good healthy venting session, kyra let the words run freely. “you know? i leave my nice place were i get a nice guy in my bed every so often and a familiar face at the store, to come all the way to buttfucking egypt in hopes in finding my sister…. whom i presumed was dead! but no, not one fucking glimpse of hope.” kyra groaned, leaning her forehead against the palm of her hands.

“who’s your sister?” the brunette questioned taking a seat next to her. salem couldn’t help stare at the girl. she was so pretty to her. she moved to sit Indian-style in the chair and pushed some of the other girls hair back. “i think you’re a rose. you’re beautiful and can come in many personalities just like the colors of roses and each color represents something new about you. strong and sturdy as well. but if someone gets too close and grabs you the wrong way, you’ll prick them like a thorn. and you’ve lived for a long time and so can roses... i like you.”

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the-malia-tate:

She was finally discharged with a cast from the hospital after what seemed like an eternity. Hopefully, she wouldn’t have to keep the cast on for more than a day or two, but she wasn’t sure of what the accelerated healing timeline was for a werecoyote. Malia would have to wait. She left in the clothes she arrived in; a tattered dress and heels. Looking at her reflection in a nearby window, she shook her head. “I look ridiculous. Guess I’ll know better than to wear a dress next time,” she muttered.

salem tilted her head getting a full look at the female before her. “i don’t think you look ridiculous. and trust me i’d tell you.” she smiled. “but those shoes must be painful.”

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soulfuldamnedangel:

“I am fairly sure that Jack indeed did sell his soul for the knowledge on how to create such a drink.” Paxon muses to himself as he reaches over the bar and pours himself another drink. He looks over to the doors as they open and back to the bartender who was too focused on fighting with the busboy. “Never mind them.” He waves his hand putting the bottle of Jack Daniels down on the bar.

“want some company?” salem asked taking a seat next to the man.

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siphonerisaac:

“I’m fine, I’m fine,” he reassured, letting out a weak laugh as he looked her over. “We’re getting out of here, now,” he told her as he gently began to pull her out of the mansion

salem shook her head quickly pulling herself back, with her hold still on him.  “no, no i-i can’t leave yet,” she told him. “it’s hope’s birthday, i can’t leave, i have to find her,”