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I'm still alive. Holidays, work, and sickness just hit me like a truck over the past couple of weeks.
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Just because I TALK a lot doesn't mean I always know what I'm TALKING about.
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All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a thousand enemies
and if they catch you, they will KILL YOU
But first?
They have to CATCH YOU- ©
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" ugh. vampire for sure. " " stefan, for sure. " " how do you know ? "
" it's his signature ... there's a reason they call him the ripper. feeds so hard he blacks out & rips them apart, but then when he's done ... he feels remorse. it's the damndest thing. he puts the bodies back together. " ©
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@siphvnr asked: "Eh, you'll be fine. I think. Maybe."
Helping My Injured Muse Sentence Starters
Were wounds opening randomly on your person normal? No, not in the least, but he didn't do it. He seemed just as startled as she was when the slits opened on the insides of her palms and she could feel it trickling down from her forehead and the side of her neck, there was a sharp pain and a wet feeling along her side, and then her feet had that same pain and water logged feeling.
"Who the hell..." She slid her thumbs along her hands to close the wounds, and then reached up to the pin pricked spots on her forehead and the ones hidden in her hairline. "Someone got way too into bible camp." And she's already looking around, breaking her attention away from her nearest threat, that being Kai, to see who had taken advantage o the situation.
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@multi-royalty asked: “ would you do me the honour in being my duo for Christmas karaoke?” (Caroline)
"I'd love to!" She couldn't describe that immediate warmth and excitement that made her heart swell, she looked over herself and then at Caroline. "So do you wanna do this all matchy matchy or what? I think I still have that Santa Baby costume we wore a couple of years ago." She'd have to try it on again to make sure it still fit, hopefully it still covered her ass.
#multiroyalty#multiroyalty: caroline#v: undetermined#she loves christmas and holiday stuff during the series#especially like this she's very excited
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When you’ve got both, you can’t miss.
(insp)
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"I think you're done for today..." Bonnie lifted a tissue to her daughter's nose to collect the blood that was slowly but surely leaking out. It was all too familiar, the determined look on her face. She delicately placed a bookmark where she was in the grimoire and closed it, pushing it to the side. "Lets get you something to eat, okay?"
@lastbennettwitch liked Shay's starter call
Shay blinked slowly, completely oblivious to the fact that her mom was calling her. Her fingers absently traced the letters on the grimoire's page, over and over. It was weird, like she could hear the voice of the woman who'd written them over a century before she was ever born, but Shay couldn't quite make it out. The more she ran her fingers over the pages, the clearer it became. Maybe, if she focused a little harder--
She jumped when she felt a hand on her shoulder and whipped around to look at her mom. "Huh?"
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"Yes, that's normally how naps work. By myself."
"Like, all by yourself?"
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She was too tired to argue with him. Well, no, she wasn't, but if she argued with him in this state she'd start laying into him with low blows and he was fragile- so he'd do something stupid after so many remarks. And she was cognizant enough to recognize that. Her eyes narrowed at him. "Maybe if your family wasn't doing shit all the time that I had to fix, then I'd have more time to take care of myself." Bonnie pushed herself up from her seated position and started toward the door, "Fantastic. I'm going home." Not fully registering the 'sentinel bit'.

"I realize that I have caused a lot of mayhem in this town but I am not to blame for every wrong doing, little witch," he spat out but then reined in his temper. He couldn't very well get her help if he was too busy arguing semantics with her.
He frowned at her statement. No, he supposed she was no good to him in her current state. He made a face. "You really need to do something about your level of self care. You are far too valuable to let yourself fall apart." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Fine, let's get you rested up. I can stand sentinel to make sure that you are not bothered."
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"Just...I just need..." Bonnie stammered as she curled in on herself in the alleyway outside of the club. Her back hitting the brick wall as she slid down, trying to control her breathing. Her eyes squeezing shut. There were too many people. She used to be so good at this. Clubbing, partying, having a good time. But following her friends in there because they wanted to celebrate her being back was too much. It was so loud and all at once. Too many people pressed against her. She could hear someone coming closer, "I'm okay, I'm okay..." She was decidedly not.
open rp, mutuals only
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"Wanna remind me why the wolves are building an army in the woods again?" There's a very pointed look at him and a slight smirk. Oh god, he was going the long way around asking for her help. He must've been desperate. That smirk faded as she felt that exhaustion seep back into her bones and she let out a long sigh.
Mentally going through the rolodex of psychopaths that people had attempted to resurrect within the past year. Most of them were very old witches. There's that phantom pain in her middle from the ritual to resurrect that old Traveler when she was the anchor. "And what exactly do you expect me to do about it on three hours of sleep?" Collectively. Over the past week.

"The influx of feral vampires messing it up for your friends, the wolves building an army in the woods --- or the roving band of witches trying to bring a psychopath back from the dead. Take your pick, little witch." All things that were getting under his skin. He knew she would rather crawl on glass than throw in with him but desperate times...
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"Finally, someone with some mercy. Wake me up if my phone goes off, would you? I've slept through it so many times."
"I'll keep an eye out if you need to get a nap. Clearly.. you're exhausted. "
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"You know...I can let them set fires for a minute...I can put them out when I wake up..." She's vastly underestimating the number of fires that can be started in five minutes.
❝ Not a chance in this town.❞
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"Which mess. You're going to need to be more specific." Bonnie massaged her temple and closed her eyes for a moment, her mouth tightening.

" --- five minutes? In five minutes, we could be much closer to ridding Mystic Falls of this mess. Then you can drift all you want, Sleeping Beauty."
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"Can I have a nap? Just like, a small one. Five minutes, it's all I'm asking."
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❝ you can tell me anything. i mean i can't promise i'm good at keeping secrets, but i'm a hell of a listener. ❞
MISC SENTENCE STARTERS WITH A DASH OF ANGST
"I know we're stuck in a room together and you're really big on lying to everyone and yourself, but I'm not really interested in talking to you about anything." Bonnie gave him the fakest smile with a nod as she pulled out a book and started to page through it. Knowing well enough he'd probably find a way to burn it or destroy it, but the momentary satisfaction of ignoring him was too good to resist.
@siphvnr
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