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Hey guys I'm sorry to do this, but I'm going to be going on Hiatus for awhile. Damon just isn't with me at the moment and I have been trying to do drafts for a few days now and nothing is happening. I'll still be around lurking and such. As far as replies go, they just aren't happening right now. I'm very sorry hopefully my Muse will come back soon.
i don’t know them enough | wtf | why | NOTP | tolerable | they’re okay | platOTP | cute | awww | babies | hot | I will go down with this ship | OTP
Okay I have the people I owe drafted, my muse is just not with me at the moment. I'm sorry guys, hopefully he will come back soon.
Okay I replied to the ones I saw that I owe, but I feel like I'm missing so many people so please like this if I owe you anything. I'm sorry I lost track of the treads, I don't know how or when it happened.
Those hazel orbs glanced over to meet his, and a soft chuckle flew out into the air as she took her new glass, filled to the brim with vodka. “You could say that love. Though, I don’t think I can narrow mine down to a single day.”At that she ran a hand throughout her chocolate brown locks, and downed her drink in one. At that she once again slid her glass over to the bartender, along with some cash. “I’m going to need a whole lot more of these.”
He smirked over at her. "Yea, well I know that feeling all to well." He said as he got up and walked over towards her. He took the seat next to her and took a sip of his drink. He pulled out some cash and slipped it to the bartender. "You might as well leave the bottle, I think the lady and I are going to need it." He said as he took the bottle from the bartender. "So, I'll give you my mine if you tell me yours?" He said then downed his drink.
"That’s what I call ‘a passionate guy’." Alicia said, raising her eyebrows, when Damon explained her that his brother ripped heads off. "Yeah, we’ll take a look." Alicia said, walking around the house to check if there was something in the back garden. "And the rest of them?" She asked. "They are vampires as well? You had like a super family of vampires or something?" She said, smirking at him. The back garden was empty and silent, so she shrugged and walked to the back door. It was funny to hear him talk about himself and his family, the people he had lost- the people he wanted to be with. Alicia was alone, and she had been alone for a long time. Before everything went to hell. She was grateful, on one hand, because she hadn’t anybody’s death to deal with. But at the same time, she wished she wasn’t so lonely. She grabbed the door knob, her other hand grasping her hunting knife. She took a deep breath before opening the door quickly, only to be welcomed by a silent and dusty kitchen. "I check the drawers, you check the cupboards?" She asked, looking at him with a smile.
He couldn't help but a laugh a little. "That is the first way I have ever heard some describe that. Normally people would call him an animal." He said as he followed her. "I knew I liked you for a reason." He said as he pointed his finger at her. He looked over at the garden. "I don't think we are going to find anything in there sadly." He said as he looked back at her.
He sighed and followed her towards the house. "Stefan and Elena are. Jeremy's human. He's a Elena's brother. Elena was my girlfriend at the time, we broke up before the outbreak happened." He said as he followed her. Unlike her Damon didn't have a weapon,he really didn't need one to begin with. Before she opened the door his whole body tensed up. When she opened it though his body relaxed a little.
He followed her inside and nodded his head. "Alright. Fine with me." He said as he began opening the cupboards. "So what about you, who did you loose when the outbreak started." He asked as he opened one and found nothing. He walked over to the next to one and opened it. "Hey I found a can of beans." He said as he picked up the beans and put it down on the counter. "That's it though, not much but it's something.You want me to check anywhere else in the house?"
"You really are something and I hardly know you," she replied softly, as her cheeks tinted a light rosy color. "Interesting, well Damon, will you keep up this guessing game for long?" she chuckled asking him playfully. Katherine arrived at the door with Damon as she turned back to him, fidgeting with her fingernails. "No. She has plans for my life that I don’t even want. She wouldn’t be pleased by me having fun," she answered sternly. Her mother would be furious of Katherine taking a liking to the Salvatore. "My mother? Sadly yes, but she finds herself entertained by the other snooty women around her. She won’t be around for very long," Katherine promised.
"Yea, I have always been told to watch what I say, but I don't listen." He shrugged his shoulder. "Well I don't know if I'm going to keep it up for long, it depends on how tomorrow night goes." He said the winked at her. "Like I told you before, you don't have to listen to her Katherine, you're a grown women, with a life of her own." He sighed a little as he looked at her. "Great, I get to meet you're Mother and your fiance all at once. Should be fun." He smiled at her. "Well I guess this is goodbye until tomorrow." He grabbed her hand and kissed it. "Goodnight Katherine."
"They’re just stories, Damon. Do you still believe in monsters? You’re kind of old to still be believing in that…no?" She grinned. "Of course I wouldn’t get us lost; who’d protect me from the monsters that hide under my bed if I got us lost?" She giggled. "The trees have markings…it’s just a matter of looking at them and letting them guide you. See that one?" She pointed at a tree in front of them. "If you look at it a certain way, you can see a tiny star. That one means, we are about 20 or so steps from home. And that one over there," she pointed at one behind them, "…means that the lake is a quick run in that same direction. I’ve been here long enough..I admit, I got lost a few times before but I always found my way somehow." She smiled up at the boy. "Dad said that they’d start to get everything ready by 11 so that we could enjoy a nice big lunch. He has hot dogs, steak and a lot of meat stored up in the fridge. Mum’s not too happy about him stinking up the fridge." She laughed. A few steps later and they reached the outskirts of the forest. "We’re here." She let go of his hand. "I’ll see you tomorrow?" She asked.
He just shrugged his shoulder a little at her question. "Well I don't know, I mean where did all the myths and stories come from. I mean don't you think it would be cool if they were real. I mean I would be a vampire, because they have super speed and strength." He said as he looked down at her. "You know I would protect you." He said with a small laugh. He looked as she pointed to the trees. "Oh wow I've never noticed that before, that's cool." He said as he looked back at her. "Well I'm glad you know the way back now, my Dad wouldn't be to happy if I got lost out here." He said as they kept walking.
"That's good that he's having it early that way we still have time to hangout in the tree house." He said as he looked down at her. "Yea, my Mom yells at my Dad too when he has food that stinks up the fridge." He said with a small laugh. When she said that they were there and let go of his hand he smiled down at her. "Alright I'll see you tomorrow, oh and I bet starts tomorrow. So be get ready to lose." He said with a smile then started walking back towards his cabin.
"How about we go kill us some evil sons of bitches and raise a little hell." Dean Winchester Indie...
Please don’t get tired of me.
it happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.
Send me a '✉' for a "the morning after" note left on your pillow.
Katherine,
I want to say last night was a mistake, I really do. I don't think I can though. It seems that I might still have a little bit of feelings for you. It doesn't change a thing though. It can never happen again.
P.S. It was really good and we broke the bed.
Bright Lights , 30STM (via rosexbud)
She turned halfway and smiled to him. “Well, I don’t have many friends on this ship,” she shrugged. “Yes, it does mean that, which I’m glad to know you have accepted my invitation to see you again.” Katherine’s eyes trailed on him and glanced to the ground once more. “Oh, a guessing game, Mr. Salvatore? Keeping me on my toes?” she playfully asked. “The last door on the left. Hopefully my Mother will still be at the party.”
"Well I have to say that is a same, someone like you should have many friends." he smiled at her. "I just saved your life, I would never turn you down Katherine." He looked into her brown eyes before she glanced down. "Yes, a guessing game, and please call me Damon. You could say that." He smirked at her. He nodded his head as she said it was the last door on the left. He kept walking then glanced over at her. "From that tone in your voice, I'm guessing I don't want to meet her do I?" He asked as he stopped at her door. "Is she going to be at dinner tomorrow night?"
Here she was, drowning her sorrows. Or, at least trying to. It had been another day of avoiding Knight’s minions. Another day of trying not to remember just how dark her past was. Another day of trying to pretend that she wasn’t living a nightmare. “Another thanks.”
Damon was in the bar, trying to forget his troubles. He was now single, the women that he loved with every fiber of his being was now gone. He knew she loved him, and he loved her. They just didn't work though, he was always making mistakes and she was always defending him, making excuses for him. They would be better apart, she deserved to be happy and in healthy relationship. He looked down at the women sitting at the bar a little ways down from him. He raised his glass and looked over at her. "I'll drink to that, I have a feeling we both have had a day from hell?."
"I do the same! I like laying on the grass and just staring at the moon. It’s so big!" She giggled. "Monsters don’t scare me. Maybe the wild animals but monsters aren’t real, silly. Besides…you need me just as much as I do." She smiled as she continued to hold his hand. "I’m the brains in this friendship. And you are my protector. You’ll keep me safe and I’ll help you out in any way I can. I promise you that, pea brain." She teased as she bumped gently into his side. "We’re almost there."
He looked over at her, the moon lighting up the woods as they walked. "Hey you don't know that. Where did all the stories come from then, like Dracula or the wolf man?" He asked as they kept walking. "I have brains too you know, I'm fine with being your protector though." He said with a smile as he looked over at her. "I'll also help you out how ever I can short stack." He teased her as rubbed her hair with his hand. Causing it to mess up a little bit. "Wow, you mean you didn't get us lost." He asked her. "Well that's good,so what time does the barbecue start?"
Clary blinked at his comment, only for her head to shake.” No, not really. Most guys seem to prefer the supermodel look, I’m short, plain and normal.” She replied, though she knew she wasn’t exactly normal anymore. Her heart quickening just a bit, as the dark haired male leaned in a bit closer. He was rather bold, she thought, though he still made sure to keep enough distance between them.” Especially guys that look like you, usually don’t have an urge to talk to a girl like me.” She continued, trying to calm herself at how close he was to her.
"I see." She replied, as he answered her question about the coffee shop’s past. Though, there was something in his eyes that said he knew a bit more, then he was actually telling her. Still, she shrugged it off for now. Relaxing as the male leaned back from her, Clary then glanced away from him for a moment, listening as he spoke." That I can agree on, and at night it can get noisy with the poetry readings." She chuckled, glancing back over to him." I know a few spots that are relaxing like this, where I can just get away for a bit." She stated, unsure why she had shared that with him.
"So, other than not the coffee. What brings you to Brooklyn?" She questioned, curious to what brought the blue eyed male to town. She hoped of course, that it was any normal reason, though in her life, such reasons were few and far between.
It was true, most guys do prefer that. He was one of them, but something about her made him drawn to her and he couldn't figure it out. Also the scent of her blood was far from normal. "Yea, well that means I don't have any competition then." He winked at her. "Oh well it's their lost if they couldn't see how attractive you are." He said as he smirked at her.
"Oh really, what do you mean guys like me?" He asked as he raised his eyebrow at her. He was teasing and flirting with her, he knew he shouldn't but he could help it. He took a sip of his soda, he didn't really like the taste of it, but he figured he might. Plus if he didn't she might think it was odd that he never took a sip. He raised his eyebrow at her. "Poetry, you've got to be kidding me. I bet you get some real good writers up there huh." He said with a small laugh. "God, how bad is it?" He asked as he looked over at her.
He shrugged his shoulders a little. "Well I haven't been here in a while and to be honest I was getting tired of my home town." He paused then shook his head a little. "I have been there for far too long and I needed to get out, maybe get a fresh start, ya know." He said as he looked at her.
