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𝗟𝗮𝘆𝗹𝗮.

08/04/2020 06:07 PM 

CONNECTIONS

LUCAS DANIELSLayla has known Lucas Daniels for as long as she can remember. His family had been life long friends of her parents. The Daniels family was home to Layla after her mothers passing. Her father moved himself and Layla to Colorado for a little bit so that Layla would be able to have somewhat of a normal life. That's when she started spending a lot of time with Lucas. Attached at one anothers hip, they got close. Confiding their darkest secrets to each other. The only person she could ever trust despite how violent it got. The person she came to Valkery for. FINNEAS ATOMLaylas ex-boyfriend was extremely abusive. Physically and mentally. Still, Layla would do anything for him. Which is why she needed serious help. Introduced to a therapy group for victims of abuse, on her first day she met Finneas. The two hit it off as friends, having similar stories and sharing common ground with their abusers.EDEN MORRISONTESLA RAYNOEN EVERSSALEMRIVER GRAVES

Luna

08/04/2020 05:08 PM 

Desired Connections

Below are a few connections that I am looking for that are important to my storyline. If interested, contact me on Line at icexcoldxbarbie or discord at mischief managed#8077 Or shoot me a message here! ♥Ex-Girlfriend: Luna and Muse B were together for a couple of years until Luna packed up and left three years ago. Luna had been going through a really hard time, ever since Amelia had left, and Muse B had helped her through it, they had helped one another, but Muse B's help wasn't enough. Things between them slowly began to deteriorate until one night, Luna disappeared without saying goodbye. No one even knew if Luna was still alive, she just vanished without a trace.  Three years on and Luna is finally back in townChildhood Bestfriend - Muse B and Luna have known one another since they were little. They grew up together, and although Muse B was a few years older than Luna, that hadn't stopped them from being best friends. Luna saw Muse B as an older sister and the two were extremely close, but even Muse B wasn't enough to get Luna back on the straight and narrow. When Luna was seventeen and out of control, Luna betrayed Muse B [how can be discussed] and their friendship broke down. After Luna disappeared from Hartsville, Muse B tried contacting Luna but Luna never picked up the call. Obsessed - Muse B was a huge part of Luna's life when she was a teenager. This person introduced Luna to the partying lifestyle and was a constant in her life. She wasn't the best influence on Luna, but Luna was convinced that she needed Muse B more than she needed anyone else. She would get jealous when Muse B was in a relationship and would always try to come in between the relationship, sometimes going as far as seducing Muse B's significant other, even if she herself was in a relationship. Her motives were not driven by any sort of sexual or romantic desire for Muse B, but she believed that Muse B was the only person that she had and she didn't want to lose that. 

Eddie

08/04/2020 02:56 PM 

ρσωεяs & αвιℓιтιεs σғ мя. cυℓℓεη

PLEASE KNOW/REALIZE THAT THIS IS AN OC (ORIGINAL CHARACTER) AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE "TWILIGHT: EDWARD CULLEN", THANK YOU.POWERS:Enhanced SpeedEnhanced StrengthEnhanced Heightened SensesEnhanced AgilityEnhanced StaminaEnhanced EndurancePyrokenesisTelekenesisImmortalityImmunityCompulsionAcclerated HealingHealing AbilityABILITIES:Mixed Martial Arts ExpertSelf Defense MasterHand to Hand Combat FighterHighly IntelligentMaster of NegoationOffensive/Defensive DrivingPolymorphismAcrobatic

ᴄᴏғғɪɴ ᴄᴀᴋᴇ

08/04/2020 01:18 PM 

You'll be in my heart...

The sun was barely coming up over the horizon as Caroline Forbes sat upon her front porch her hand absent-mindedly running over the large oval her stomach had become with the beautiful twins. Slowly she rocked back at forth a soft pain in her lower back no doubt from her growing abdomen. The smell of the forest musk and dew from the early summer morning within Mystic Falls. The sky was lit with a mix of light and dark blues with splashes of pink throughout the beautiful scene and Caroline was sure she saw a small doe with her fawn somewhere within the shadows of the trees. The very sight brought a smile to her face and made her blue eyes look down at her stomach lovingly.As a teen, Caroline had always dreamed of one day becoming a mother but as a vampire, she felt like that dream had been thrown to the wind. There was no known way for a creature like that to be able to give birth to a child; not like she’d ever want to subject an innocent to this way of life at all. “Oh, but you two are a beautiful miracle.” She softly cooed to the movements that began to make her stomach move. Closing her eyes, Caroline sat back still rocking in the chair slowly as the girls began to move within the womb. Early risers no doubt she thought to herself causing a chuckle to rise from her throat.Emotions came flooding into her as she thought of the twins and the events that lead up to this moment she thought she had been robbed of. Between being very thankful to Jo for gifting her the honor of bringing them into the world and missing her own mother tears filled Caroline’s eyes and slowly fell down her cheeks. “You alright?” The words caused her to jump and hold her stomach in a defensive stance. Damon stood a confused look on his face as he took in the small blonde that was now looking as if she’d rip his throat out in a moment.“Yes I am fine,” Caroline rolled her eyes relaxing once more as she looked over at the horizon where the sun was finally shining through the top of the trees. “Just wishing my mother could be with me now.” She admitted with a sigh trying to ease the pressure that had built within her chest at the thought of her mother. “And Stefan…” The last words cut like a knife in her heart as the ring on her finger shimmered in the light. Caroline didn’t expect much from the likes of Damon Salvatore but to speak it out loud was enough to loosen the grip that grief had placed upon her heart. “Yeah, I miss them too,” The words were short but it was enough to cause Caroline to look up at the brunette with some surprise.Damon and Caroline had never been close after he had used her in order to get closer to Elena and Stefan but over the years they had grown to tolerate each other. As her brother in law, he was the only part of Stefan she had left. Caroline held out a hand as the pain in her back grew slightly making her flinch. “I need to walk a little,” she said softly as Damon took her arm and helped her to her feet. For a moment she closed her eyes finding her footing before opening her eyes once more. Alaric moved out of the house a smile on his face as he looked down at the ever-growing belly and the two men began to talk about bourbon.Patting both men on the shoulders, Caroline moved towards the door her hand barely touching the screen door’s handle before a sharp pain moved through her abdomen and shot up her back quickly. “Alaric!” the blonde choked out as the pain continued to get worse before she felt something burst within her waist. A gasp of shock left her pink lips as her hands snapped out to steady herself on the door so that the pain didn’t cause her to collapse to the wooden porch under her. A wave of warm liquid slid down her thighs and blue eyes opened to look up at the two men who now were looking at her with heavy concern in their eyes. “It’s time…”

G A B R I E L L A

08/04/2020 10:17 PM 

Drabble

Henry and Gabriella’s bed chambers, Palace of Versailles, France, 15th of January, 1704 Sitting in the window seal, Gabriella looked at the gardens as the moonlight reflected on Latona Fountain. Gabriella felt horrible since Henry and her have been married for two years, and still no child. Was she unable to conceive? Was he unable to? All these questions ran wild through her mind as she hugged her knees looking at the fountain. The water sprayed up and out of the Jets and into the pool below and it was a endless cycle. Looking at the door, the only light in the room was the light from the fireplace keeping the room lit and warm. The winters were harsh at Versailles and Louis had the furs brought up to her room to keep them warm. Since her father passed away, Louis had still been there for her like a second father even while Philippe was alive. Gabriella stood up as her night gown was rubbing against the floor as she walked. The doors opened as she saw Henry walk into their chambers closing the door. Sitting down on the chaise chair, she looked at him. “I got a letter from my father, if we cannot produce an child he is wanting to have this marriage annulled. He said by now you should have already had two children.” He said placing his hands on the back of the chair at the desk looking down. Feeling like this was her fault, Gabriella began to tear up as she stood up and Henry heard her sniffling to keep back the tears. He rushed over to her pulling her close as he pulled her head to his chest and kissed the top of her head. “I wrote him back telling him I won’t anull our marriage. I love you.” He said softly. “I don’t make love to you because I want a baby....” he paused and lifted her chin to look into her brown eyes. “I want a baby because I love you.” He whispered as he looked into her eyes. “I love you as well, but what if I cannot bear children?” Gabriella asked as she looked at Henry. Taking her hands in his, Henry looked at her, “We will get through this together.” The Market of Versailles, 16th of January, 1704 Walking through the market, Gabriella loved to come here to get different fabrics for the seamstress who made her dresses. Walking around, she had one of the guards with her who carried a few things of the fabrics for her as she had a basket full of fresh fruits. She spotted a table with herbs and vials of liquids. The sign above the shop read ESTHER’S as she was curious. Walking over to the table she was looking at everything as she heard a noise and looked up to see a blonde haired woman who startled her. “I am terrible sorry.” Gabriella apologized as she shook her head. “Don’t be, child. What can I help you with? I can sense you are worried about something, or else you would not have came here.” The woman spoke as Gabriella wondered how this woman knew. “I um, my husband and I, we...are having trouble conceiving.” Softly the words came out of her lips as she looked around not wanting anybody to hear. “Ah! Hold on.” The blonde turned and she walked over to a table in the back as she grabbed a few ingredients. Putting them into the mortar she began mashing them with the pestle as the herbs were grounded into a fine powder. Pouring it into a vial, the lady returned to Gabriella. Taking Gabriella’s hand, the vial was placed into it as the lady closed Gabriella’s hand around it. “Twice a day until you are with child then stop taking it.” She said softly. “Now this!” The vial with a green powder in it was in the lady’s hand. “Give this to your husband. Make him take this once a day. It is tribulus, it will help.” The vial was placed into the basket Gabriella carried. “How much do I owe you?” Gabriella asked as the lady smiled. “It’s free, anything to help a young healthy couple.” She smiled. Gabriella turned to leave, and turned to look at the lady. “What is your name?” She asked softly. “Esther, Esther Mikaelson.” Esther said as Gabriella smiled. Gabriella’s chambers, 29th of October, 1704 “Come on, Gab, just push.” Henry sat beside Gabriella as she pushed. Gabriella had finally conceived and was fixing to have a baby. The lady in waiting to Gabriella was sitting there at the end of the bed as one of the servants went to get a physician or a wet nurse to help in the delivery. The doors opened as Gabriella saw her servant and then she saw Esther walk into the room as she was wondering how. “I need every one to leave the room place.” Esther said as the servants and the lady in waiting left. “I need you to leave too, sir.” Esther sat down looking at Henry as he sighed, and nods. Kissing Gabriella on the head he stood up, and walked across the room opening the door to leave. “Gabriella, I need you to listen to me. I need you to breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth. Then I need you to push, and on each exhale I need you to push.” She said softly as Gabriella nods. After two hours of screaming and pushing, Gabriella gave birth to a beautiful little girl. Holding the baby in her arms, she was covered up as she felt sick. “Esther, I don’t feel...” passing out Esther walked over as she pulled the blankets back. Gabriella was bleeding out as Esther knew they concoction to help her conceive might or might not cause the bleeding. As Gabriella slowly died, Esther looked around the room at the jewelry as she grabbed a necklace off the table. Slowly waking Gabriella up, Esther smiled, “Gabriella, you are bleeding out. I can save you but it will come at a cost.” She said as Gabriella coughed. She grabbed a coin purse and tossed it at Esther. “Save me.” She said softly. Esther began preforming a spell on the necklace turning it into a daylight amulet for Gabriella. She had only preformed the Immortality Spell once on her children, and now this was a second time, but on somebody else. The Awakening, 4th of November, 1704 The gasp of air filled her lungs as her eyes opened. Shooting up in the bed, she looked around panting as she was wondering what had happened. “What?” She asked as she looked around. “Where am I?” Gabriella rubbed her head. Everything had been enhanced. Her sense of smell. Her sense of sight. Everything had been heightened. She looked around rubbing her head as she heard a voice. “You are awake. Here, drink.” The voice got louder as she turned to see Esther walking towards her with a chalice in her hand. Taking the chalice, she raised it to her lips and began to drink as she drank it all in a split second. Her eyes turned a golden amber color as pulled the chalice away from her lips. The crimson liquid ran down her lips as she used her tongue to lick it away. “It is complete.” Esther said circling around the bed as Gabriella was confused. “I don’t understand. What do you mean by complete?” She asked as Esther stood beside her. “You are a vampire now. This necklace will allow you to go out into the daylight, and you won’t burn. You just drank blood. Human blood. It is for the transformation to complete. You were dying, and you asked me to save you. Gabriella, this is the only way.” Esther looked at Gabriella. “But....but my daughter. My daughter I need to be there.” She said as she tried to get up but Esther kept her in the bed. “You need to rest. You are weak, and your family just buried you. You are no longer alive, just a memory to them. Your husband is a widower and your daughter will grow to know about you. You cannot simply bust in to the castle or they will think you are a witch, and burn you at the steak.” Esther said crossing her arms. “Take up a new identity. You have forever, live your life.” She said as she turned, and left the room walking out into a dark corridor. New Orleans, Louisiana, August 4th, 2020, 345 years later The brunette sat there on the bench in the middle of the French Quarter. She watched the parade pass by as she smiled at the people. She had her left leg crossed over her right as she watched. Looking up at the sign, she sighed and thought to herself. ”I think I may like New Orleans.” Standing up, Gabriella grabbed her purse as she began to make her way back towards her vehicle. Using the key fob, she unlocked the cherry red Audi R8. Opening the drivers door, she had the Lamborghini door kit added to the doors. Stepping into the car, she hit a button to close the door. Backing out of the parking space, she drove off.

Pistol

08/04/2020 01:15 AM 

Maybe I'm just crazy.

Maybe I'm just crazy. Prompt for Eric. Ya can Totally reply if you want. This kind of got away with me. "Maybe I'm just crazy?"The voice rang in her ears as she listened to him speak. Watching him as he paced back and forth, it was the middle of the night, the two lost in the middle of the woods with nothing but the light of the small campfire they had built hours before.Their group had left, just leaving the two alone. Not really wanting to go home  of course Arlene hated staying at her own place for longer than she needed too, so when they all decided to throw a little get together in the woods she was the first one to jump at the idea.The group managing to get booze as they all drank until the world kept spinning. A drunken Arlene laying on the ground as she turned her face now to look at the stars above them."A. Listen. Listen A. Are you listening?"She couldn't help but laugh at the ramblings of her friend now, her eyes closed before she heard the footsteps getting closer towards her, eyes opened slightly to see the short boy hovering over her.Standing as he grinned at her. "Maybe I'm just crazy? Do you think I'm crazy?" The drunken slurs of the boy made her laugh, she hated to admit it, but they both probably were crazy."Why are you crazy E?"She questioned, quickly trying to sit up so he wouldn't have to be leaning over her. Her mistake as the world started spinning.He started pacing again once she was up as her eyes darting at each motion."Don't you think they deserve what's coming to them? Aren't you tired of all their sh!t?"His voice seemed to sound off to her now, eyes closing. "Nothing's going to happen to them, or to us. We're going to just get out of there and sooner or later die."She hated how she sounded, like a wounded animal having to make sure she got out of that school a live on onto bigger and better things. For her she knew she was going to be stuck there for the rest of her life.But not him. Eric was a smart guy, he could do whatever he wanted if he put his mind too it. Dylan too, they were both part of loving families who wanted nothing but the best for them.Arlene on the other hand stood out like a sore thumb when it came to her those two. Neglecting parents, tied down to the dirt in the ground."Those fvckers though, they all think they can get away with what they do to Dyl, you, and me. You'd think they'd find a new fvck thing to bother yet here we fvcking are.""Don't kill the mood Eric." She hissed slightly, she knew how his anger got, not wanting to have to see that anger inside of him when they were having a good time."The mood? I'm killing the mood? You're just wasted, just like your life! WASTING IT HERE."Arlene now flinched from his words, glaring at the boy as she got up onto her feet, stumbling slighty as she felt once again the world spinning."BECAUSE MAYBE I'M CRAZY.But I know I'm going to die here! I know nothing I do will let me escape!"She wanted to hate him, making her feel guilty for things she couldn't control. That they both couldn't control.Arlene wasn't one for expressing her emotions, neither was he. The two were heated always butting heads when they'd disagree on something. While Dylan would have to come in between them most of the time."You want to hurt people? Murder them, well do it to me."The anger seething from her now, before he started laughing, getting her stunned for a moment. "A. You're one person whose probably going to hurt the most after all this is over."That statement stopped her in her tracks, she slumped down onto the ground again, letting out another laugh along with him now."You're fvcking crazy, Eric."

Oliver.

08/04/2020 02:47 PM 

Simply not meant to be.
Current mood:  crushed

Oliver had always wanted a child, but he and his now ex wife of 13 years had let their careers come first. LET... he told himself that it was their choice, but he could still hear her now: Children are a burden, Ollie, an expensive one. Besides, you cant expect me to just drop my whole f***ing life to be a mother. Funny that theyd seen things so differently. Having a child would be life, to him... how had he fallen in love with a woman who didnt share his vision of that? Life? ...but thats how it was - they put their careers first. It didnt change the fact that he still wanted something he potentially would never have.So it went, when the petite blonde bombshell that was Gigi McKenna had sauntered into his office that fateful day to deliver the news that their elicit affair had resulted in a pregnancy - and subsequent miscarriage, he was all but devastated. Torn between his wife knowing hed had an extramarital affair with one of his young... very young at that, 19 and he an aged 43... and the want to be a father, he grew cold. With a stoned countenance and cool demeanor, hed informed the vixen that he couldnt possibly let her stay and finish her tenure at the university, couldnt continue their affair and, essentially, didnt want to see her again.The day had carried on after she had stormed out of his office with a faux smirk of her pointed bow lips, pretending that this didnt affect her... same as he had. Hed gotten in his car, driven home and immediately swept past the ice queen hed married - into the backyard to stew on it all. Thoughts of the potential life lost, even if having it meant his career and marriage would be in jeopardy, hit him. The sting began then; the threat of tears burning so badly at the edges of his ebony lashes that he satiated it by just letting them fall. Huge, rolling salted crystals trickled from his azure hues, crimson cradling the orbs like a boat on the tempestuous sea."Ollie?" it was Sarah, her voice softer than hed known it to be in some time... shed heard him whimpering and come to check on him "are you alright? Whats..." the look at seeing this man cry stopping her words. Peering up at her, his heart broke even more... he couldnt even explain to her what was the matter. He hated her more than he could fathom in that moment, her and the girl whod ripped the only other chance hed had at fatherhood from him. All because she was a f***ing partying college kid... Why didnt he deserve happiness? Why didnt he deserve that tiny version of himself to love and watch grow... why was the universe so against it? Perhaps it just wasnt meant to be. Obviously... it wasnt meant to be.Palm of his hand cradling his distraught visage, he simply turned from her... Destroyed. He was utterly destroyed... and simply cried.

𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘸

08/03/2020 10:20 PM 

choices music list

Choices jam Russ-Losin controlAu/Ra- Panic RoomChasing Atlantic- Heaven and backNiykee Heaton- Bad intensionsLana del rey- Young and beautifulMadison beer- hurts like hellMarina-How to be a heart breakerPia Mia- Hold on, we’re going homeGabby Barrett- I hopeDaya- Hide awayThey all represent one way or another a choice or even multiple choices. Everything from giving up her daughter, leaving Cameron and her chance to be happy and be loved to now and the choice she made to dip back into old habits and even new. After her and Cameron got back from Italy, she made the choice to start up drugs again. This time it was anything she could get her hands on through mason’s casino. The question now is will she get back on track? Will she face facts about her and Cameron? Who knows but the choices are always there… Run… or deal with them as they come, guess we will have to wait and see? 

S.E.C. Members

08/03/2020 10:15 PM 

August 2020 Drabble

This month’s drabble is a little bit different than previous ones. For August, you will be choosing one word to base your drabble around. For example, if you choose the word “Jealousy” or “Anger” then you have to write a drabble around it. Did something happen for your character to feel this way? How do they react? We would love to see how you bring these drabbles to life by just using one word as a starting point for the overall theme.Thank you to Hope Mikaelson for suggesting this!This drabble is due by Monday, August 31st by 11:59pm EST. 

Cameron

08/03/2020 08:06 PM 

Chose the tune: Muesday Tuesday

Hate Myself – NFNo Excuses – NFBad At Love – HalseySavage Love – Jason DeruloLet you down – NFPopular Monster – Falling in ReverseThe Drug in Me is You – Falling in ReverseSomeone like you – Ice Nine KillsBreaking Down – I PrevailI don’t belong here – I PrevailThe choices these songs represent are Cameron’s choices in life and love. He feels as if he is a monster to everyone around him. He feels as if he made a choice to hurt Harlow but not being the man, she deserves. He feels as if love will never be a reality for him even though he would choose it over anything. The choices he made in his business to be a part of a lifestyle where love is not possible at this moment. He is far too deep in his own selfish ways that the power he has consumed him. He turns to alcohol and has recently picked up drugs again. Something about seeing her and seeing that her happiness around him affects the people in her life digs at him. Who knew Cameron can actually care? He needs to fix himself before he breaks anyone else again. 

Cameron

08/03/2020 07:20 PM 

Would You Rather Storyboard - Muesday Tuesday

Dinner will always be my choice, Chinese take out is to die for. Workout clothes because in all honestly they make some nice ass daily attire in work out clothes for men and women. Id rather not do squats in a 500$ suit. Bed, Bed, Bed, and bed. Always chose bed, Its so f***ign comfortable. If I could work from home and live in my ned and function I would. Vacation, Something about traveling relaxes me. Being in a place thats new and different. Its unreal. Cellphone hands down, has all the abilities of a laptop but better in a small compact form anyways. Music, Movies are too boring and constantly dragging, but music can set a whole mood and change a setting, its a vibe its real. Further inland, Like waaaaay further inland, as much as I love the beach I enjoy the seclusivety of a good cabin in the woods. Its also romantic. Dog, I like cats and all but this little pupper max has caught my heart. Love, Money can only supplement companionship for so long. But love having the right person makes it all the more better. Decisions in life and happimess.

DECEPTITRAN 3000 ALLIANCE H.Q.

08/03/2020 07:50 PM 

THE DECEPTICON CRYPT

***DEEP DOWN UNDER THE SURFACE OF CYBERTRON THE DECEPTICON CRYPT IS A PLACE TO HONOR FALLEN COMRADES OR TO LAY REMAINS****BUT NOW IT HAS BECOME A  BASE OF OPERATIONS FOR MEGATRON'S LATEST ENDEAVOR***

🍭inscrutable.

08/03/2020 06:35 PM 

LOL JK... wait! (drabble @heretowinbitch)

    @heretowinbitch /714060-002 x 016. buffy paints beth's nails x beth makes a suggestive joke but buffy acts on it. "So what color nail polish do you think would go with this outfit, little Miss Fashionista?" Asked Beth, looking over at Buffy who was sitting across her on the edge of her bed. Today was one of Beth's usual backyard get togethers, the ones she was usually known for. She had been prepping for it all morning, and now with only a few hours till show time, Beth had fixed her hair, found a pretty dress to slip herself into, shoes to match and make-up that made her look like she had straight-up jumped out of one of those pretty vintage pin-up girls magazines. All she needed now was the perfect nail polish to adorn her fingers and bring the entire look together. Beth figured it was best to ask Buffy, instead of trying to figure out which one she liked the best out of the collection of nail polishes that she owned.Beth trusted Buffy when it came to things of that sort, the girl had a good eye for fashion and she was always so up to date with what was in and what was out. Beth didn't really keep up with things of that sort, but she did like hearing Buffy talk about it, and honestly, sometimes Buffy did help out her indecisiveness sometimes when she had multiple ideas of what to wear and found herself with the difficult decision of picking out just one outfit."Hmm..." Buffy pondered, bringing her finger up to her chin, tapping twice. Her brows furrowed a bit and her eyes narrowed, teeth biting softly upon her bottom pout as she thought carefully on what her decision would be. Her eyes scanned Beth from her head to her toes and right back up again, studying every single detail from the jewelry that she was wearing, to the pattern of soft blue vertical lines upon a white background."Well, I think it would be really pretty if your nail polish matches with your lipstick. It's usually what I do. So..." Buffy said, getting up from the bed and heading over to Beth's vanity to the neat little corner where she kept all her nail polish in perfect order. "This shade! Cherries Jubilee, it's like, the perfect red to match the shade on your lips! You know, 'cause there's so many shades of red, you can't just pick any and expect them to match each other. I hate when they don't match when your goal is to have them match."Beth smiled softly at her and nodded her head, "Oh no, of course not. I hate when that happens too. But, that's why I asked you, I know how good you are at paying attention to little details like that. I knew you'd make the right decision." She said as she took a seat upon the bed, outstretching her arms out in front of her, wiggling her fingers in Buffy's direction. "Now, come make my nails pretty. People are gonna start coming soon and I want my nails to be nice and dry before then. I might need you to move some of the food trays onto the tables in the backyard for me once you're done here.""Sure! Whatever you need, Aunty Beth." Buffy said, sitting on the bed next to Beth and grabbing her hand, beginning to paint her nails.( one hour later... )Buffy was just walking around, saying hello to a couple of people that she knew, watching over the whole thing, making sure that nobody was getting out of hand and that there were no strange people attending the get together. By strange, she meant of the supernatural persuasion. After a while, she just grabbed a cupcake off the table that she was passing by and took a seat, crossing her left leg over the other. Her eyes focusing on the sweet that she held in her hand, she took a bite and her gaze rose back up to people watch as she had been doing all this time, and that's when she saw him, standing there across her, looking like a total snack - (okay, pun totally intended because she was eating a snack at the moment). Buffy bit down slowly on the edge of the cupcake and chewed, now keeping her attention on mister tall, not-so-dark-but-very-much-a-jock, and blonde. He was cute... very cute. He had to be the son of one of the people that came here.What did his jacket say on it? UC Sunnydale? Ah, a college boy. Buffy knew they were older than her, but she couldn't help herself. She eyed him, still eating her cupcake and she wondered if he'd eventually glance her way and notice her. She flipped her hair and made sure that it was fixed, just in case he did look over at her.What was his name?And would he even be interested?Oh! There he goes... he caught her staring... and he smirked. Buffy bit her lip and flashed him a little flirty gaze and a smirk of her own. He knew she was watching him now, she could tell from the way he changed his posture - he was standing up taller now, casually side glancing at her whenever he could during his conversation with a short, brown-haired older woman."And if you stare long enough, he'll be able to read your mind and tell how much you'd rather be using your mouth to taste him instead of that cupcake." Beth laughed softly, taking a seat beside Buffy.Buffy blushed lightly, tucking a piece of her hair behind her ear and turning her attention to Beth. "I... I'm just looking..." She giggled nervously."Right. You're gonna tell me you're not sitting here thinking about kissing him? I was your age once, Buffy. I know those looks you're giving." Beth responded with raised brows.Buffy stared at her for a moment, before raising her own brows and grinning as if a sudden idea had popped up inside of her head. And in fact, it did! Beth's little joke had actually encouraged her to get up and make a move, instead of sitting around and hoping that he'd come to her instead. "Well... maybe I don't have to think about it, and he doesn't have to read my mind..." She mused."Hm? Buffy..." Beth said with a bit of weariness upon her tone, what did her joke spark within her little brave one?Buffy was standing up from her chair now, leaving the half-eaten cupcake behind in the hands of Beth, "I'll be back!""Buffy Summers! I was joking! You get back here...!" Beth hissed in a low whisper, making sure she wasn't bringing attention to herself from any of the party guests, but it was too late, Buffy was already sauntering over to this boy as flirty as ever.Beth shook her head and sighed defeated, furrowing her brows, but keeping her eyes fixed on the situation at hand. She watched as it unfolded, and really wondered what Buffy was trying to do? Would she even accomplish her goal? Hopefully she hadn't encouraged her to do something too daring.The two teenagers conversed for only five minutes, before Buffy went in for the kill. It wasn't anything over the top, it was quick, it was cute. She had typed in his number into her cellphone and then there was a quick peck at the corner of his mouth. A very bold move on Buffy's behalf, she didn't go in for a full kiss because well, she wanted to tease him a little bit. Have him thinking about her the entire day with that small taste of almost. They'll get to properly kiss on their date tomorrow night! And that was all assuming that nothing crazy would happen where she would have to go into Slayer-mode and her entire date would be ruined. Also assuming he didn't just mysteriously decide to ghost her like a lot of her dates had been doing to her lately... really weird.Buffy didn't get it.Like, who acted so into a girl and then literally just completely disappear off the planet on date night? It was like she was cursed or something. It wasn't fair that the only guy she could seem to count on showing up nowadays was stupid Spike lurking around her backyard like a weirdo. Why did he do that? He really must like getting decked in the face by her.Despite all this, Buffy always tried and now she was excited. She was trying to think positive! She'd go on a date with Brendon (that was his name, she learned) and all would be fine!Smiling proudly and confidently, she almost skipped herself back towards Beth who was now staring at her in amusement, her ruby lips smiling softly."You wild girl!" Beth let out a feminine chuckle, jokingly scolding Buffy by playfully slapping at her wrist."Hey, blame yourself with your little joke!" Buffy replied giggling."Okay, fine. But, now you've got a date, so you're welcome." Beth smiled."And this is why you're the Beth. Aunt. Ever." Okay! So there she went with the puns again. Super corny! But, it was totally an opportunity that she couldn't miss out on. She had to.Pun Queen over here.At least Beth caught it and thought it was funny. "Sit down and finish your cupcake." She chuckled, tugging Buffy softly by her wrist to make her sit on the chair beside her. "And behave for the rest of this party." She handed Buffy her cupcake.Buffy nodded, giving her a two finger salute. "Behaving mode activated, Deputy Mom!" Biting into her cupcake and going back to just people watching.Did that guy just double dip in the guac? Ew, totally gross.Who did that? He had to be evil. Buffy would have to keep a close eye on him.

🍭inscrutable.

08/03/2020 06:21 PM 

versace nights. (drabble @brokenasylum)

    @brokenasylum /1257638-014. buffy sees izzy all dressed up."Buffy... I don't think this'll look good on me..." Izzy spoke from behind the changing room door.It was Friday and Buffy had decided that she'd take her new friend Izzy on a girls night out. For Buffy Summers, this included a whole day full of spas, mani's and pedi's, hair, make-up, and shopping for new outfits. They had to look like the hottest girls at The Bronze, they had to turn heads when they walked in through the doors. That's how you usually got free drinks from the hot college guys."Nonsense! I bet it looks great!" Buffy responded, as she stood before a mirror trying on a pair of Versace sun glasses that she had picked up. She modeled before the mirror, flipping her freshly blown out hair, puckering her soft pink glossy lips. Did the sunglasses go with her outfit? She took them off, she put them back on. It's not like she needed them, exactly... it would be dark soon, but Buffy liked to accessorize nonetheless, and like, they were really pretty. She couldn't just leave them behind!"Did you even see the price on this thing, B? It's crazy expensive... I already feel like you've done enough for me all day... I appreciate it, but you don't have to..." Izzy spoke again, her voice trailing off.She liked Buffy, and she knew that she was just trying to be nice to her, but Izzy felt kinda guilty about letting her drop so much cash on her. Maybe it was because she wasn't exactly used to having friends like that? Maybe because she wasn't used to such acts of kindness? Izzy knew practically nothing about designer brand fashion, and she barely spent that much time on her image. She was a simple girl, you know? Still attractive, but in that rough around the edges type of way. Her clothing weren't rags, but they didn't cost six-hundred dollars either. Izzy had never even dreamed about herself slipping into a Versace leather mini-dress, but here she was... at the mall, staring at herself in the mirror, wearing one - her dark brown hair styled in soft curls, her eyes sultry, dark and smokey, her full pouts a deep red that matched the nail polish on her freshly painted nails.Izzy would be lying if she said she didn't like the way she looked. She felt really beautiful, really sexy, in a different way from her usual style. Buffy did a good job at picking out a complete look that still catered to her darker aesthetics. So Izzy still felt comfortable with her looks, even though she was trying out new things with them."No, duh. It's Versace, of course it's gonna be expensive, Izzy." Buffy said, placing her hand onto her hip and smiling at her own reflection. There was a theme tonight, and it was Versace - Buffy's dress was a silver little satin piece, flowy, yet hugging at all the right places, falling perfectly right above her knees. "I know I don't have to, but I want to. You're my friend, and honestly, it's the least I could do. You're always helping me patrol, or filling in for me whenever I'm busy with... other... things." Buffy shifted her eyes.She totally wasn't talking about sneaking off to go see Spike or anything.Nope. Not at all."And you train with me whenever I need some tension releasing." She continued, finally moving away from the mirror and heading towards Izzy's changing room. "I know you never did those things with the intention of getting something in return, but..." Buffy shrugged, "consider this a gift. You can't so no to a gift, Izz. It's, like, totally rude." Her tone was playful and adorned with a soft giggle.Izzy snickered from behind the changing room door and playfully rolled her eyes. "Fine... you got me. Smooth move, B." Izzy smirked. "Got me feeling all sentimental, pretty gross actually." She joked with a chuckle.Buffy grinned. "Good, now, can you come out of hiding already so I could see how fabulous you look? I'm dying from the suspense!""Okay, okay! I'm comin'..."Buffy stood back, watching in anticipation and excitement as the door to the changing room began to crack open, until finally, Izzy was stepping out, dressed up from head to toe... the whole shebang."So?" Asked Izzy, staring up at Buffy with a smirk on her face.Buffy's mouth hung ajar for a moment, and she blinked, simply staring at Izzy for a moment; taking in every single detail. Buffy had never seen her all dressed up like this. In fact, Buffy wasn't even sure that she would've been able to convince her to have this girly day with her, but she was glad that she did.Izzy looked beautiful."Woah..." Came Buffy's response. "You're like, gorgeous."Izzy's cheeks flushed and she flashed Buffy an awkward little grin. "Oh... jeez, B! Stop it! Really... I mean, look at you." Izzy's hand motioned to all of her. "Talk about gorgeous."It was Buffy's turn to blush lightly now; her fingers running through her hair out of habit. She walked over to Izzy then, standing before her and placing her hands on her bare shoulders. Buffy smiled brightly, "I'm totally glad you agreed to do this, Iz." Her hands slipped down Izzy's arms, and her right hand interlocked fingers with Izzy's hand.Buffy tugged gently, "come on, everything's paid for already. We've got a club to go to and boys to drive wild!" She giggled, pulling Izzy along with her as they walked out of the store looking as fierce as ever, Versace bags holding their old clothes within. They'll just make a quick stop at home and drop those off before heading to The Bronze - luckily, Izzy knew how to drive, otherwise, they'd be out of luck because Buffy was a horrible driver and never could get herself a license to own a vehicle."Buff...? Thanks for everything." Izzy uttered as they walked alongside each other, still holdings hands."Sure thing! What are friends for?" Buffy smiled."Friends. I like that." Izzy squeezed gently upon Buffy's hand, smiling contently.

🍭inscrutable.

08/03/2020 05:56 PM 

doing it for the buffalo wings. (drabble @versifier)

    @versifier /1570287-013. spike and buffy get mistaken for a couple by someone else.febuary fourteen - valentine's day.It was Valentine's Day and Buffy had managed to be dateless on a day like today. No one asked her to the school dance, well, because by now a lot of the boys were weary of her. Sure, she was pretty, and all that, but was she worth the trouble that came along with dating her? Not to mention that recently, all the boys who had happened to ask Buffy out on dates always ended up mysteriously disappearing and never being heard from again. She wasn't the only pretty girl in Sunnydale High, so it's not like any of the boys had to be forced into picking her. They could choose plenty of other girls that were free of Buffy problems. Was it frustrating for Buffy to feel like she had to struggle in her high school life to land herself a normal date to the very normal high school Valentine's Day dance? Yes, yes it was.Did she enjoy having this reputation of 'cursed' because all of her dates kept disappearing and some of them would show up dead? Of course not. It wasn't fair! Why did she keep trying to be a normal high school girl? She was determined and stubborn, that's why! But none of this mattered now... everyone was at the dance... and she had the option to just go with her friends - Xander and Willow, but she just wanted an actual date, was that so hard to ask? Why! Back in Los Angeles, she had boys lined up at her door to date her! Finding a date was never this hard. Not for Buffy Summers. But, it was a different story for Buffy Summers the Vampire Slayer. Sunnydale Buffy. It was either they survived being her boyfriend and they'd end up breaking it off because they thought she was a bit weird, or they'd end up dead... and sometimes actually being the undead and then she'd have to stake them. Very romantic (sarcasm).She didn't want to sound ungrateful or anything, but chocolate hearts from Willow, her mom, and Xander? God... did she feel like a loser.Buffy frowned and furrowed her brows at her frustrating thoughts. Here she was, Valentine's Day, dateless, looking all cute, just to go to the mall and shop her feelings away. That's all she needed. Some new pretty new clothes and shoes and accessories. Maybe, for all she knew, she might even bump into a cute boy at the mall! Hopefully someone new and not anyone who would know her like that so that they wouldn't initially judge her.However... something felt sort of off to Buffy. She kept looking over her shoulder as she walked down the dark streets. It's not like she was alone or anything, there was people out and about, celebrating Valentine's Day, but she felt weird... as if someone... or something was following her, watching her...What it was? She couldn't exactly tell, but the energy around her felt a little off. Buffy picked up the pace, she could see the mall off in the distance, not too far away from her. She slipped herself through a few groups of people, hoping to lose whatever was following her, or at least confuse it so that she could gain the upper hand. She opened her blue Dolce and Gabbana purse and grabbed the stake that she kept hidden safely inside. Buffy knew better than to be caught without a means of protection, no matter what she was doing. She was quick, making a sharp left to hide behind a concrete pillar by the front entrance to the mall. Buffy listened closely, quick footsteps were coming her way, stopping right near to where she had hidden. They were following her. They were looking for her.She didn't give it too much thought before she was jumping out from behind the pillar, smacking her purse as hard as she could right into the stalker's face, but before she could make any other move, the voice that came from the mysterious follower was actually pretty familiar to her ears, causing her to cease any further attack."Bloody hell, woman! Are you insane?!" Spike exclaimed, his hand grabbing onto his nose before checking to see if he was bleeding. He wasn't, surprisingly, with how hard Buffy had hit him with her designer bag."Spike?! Of course, why am I not surprised? Why are you following me?" Buffy asked, brows knitted in confusion, annoyance on her voice.Spike looked at her in disbelief before scoffing, "Following you? You know, you're not the only one allowed to go to the mall. You don't own it, Slayer. Besides, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at some corny school dance in the arms of some pansy? Or did you forget that it was Valentine's Day?"Was Spike lying about not following her? Of course he was, but she didn't need to know that. Was he actually concerned about the fact that it was Valentine's Day and Buffy was all by herself and not at the school dance with some guy? No. Not at all. In fact, it made him feel good that she was here, by herself. This wasn't exactly the way he planned on 'bumping' into her, but here they were.Buffy glared at him, eyes narrowed. She rolled her eyes at his words, before folding her arms against her chest, cocking her hip to the right. "Of course I didn't forget. I just I didn't feel like going." She lied, "as for what I'm doing here? It's none of your business. The true question is what are you doing here, Spike?"Spike's brow rose. "Oh, so I've got to tell you, but when I ask, it's none of my business? You're rich, luv."Buffy was rolling her eyes at him again, "Whatever. It doesn't matter. I really don't care. I'm wasting valuable shopping time right now. Goodbye, Spike. And don't follow me." She said, making sure to bump him with her shoulder on her way past him.Spike took the bump and watched her as she walked on by, amusement etched upon his face; eyes trailing down her body, making sure to get a nice look at her butt in that pretty little sundress that she was wearing. Then he was following her again, and Buffy stopped right in front of the sliding doors to yell at him once more about the fact that he was still there, right behind her, even though she had told him not to follow her anymore."You need to quit following me!""I will once we both get into the mall, you dope! Do you expect me to take another entrance?"God! Spike frustrated her to no end. What was he doing here in the mall anyways? Did he even like malls? Was she going to be forced to watch him now? Make sure that he wasn't here to cause some trouble? Usually that was the case. Oh! Buffy totally knew that he was here to cause trouble! Probably looking for a bite to eat, a pretty girl, no doubt... or maybe one of those stupid looking mall goths that he seemed to pick up so much. You know, the ones that looked like they jumped into a Hot Topic dumpster and came out wearing whatever got stuck to them? Buffy grumbled under her breath, the sudden pang of jealousy had seemed to hit her at the very thought, but she tried her best to push the feeling down. It was already frustrating enough for Buffy that it was Valentine's Day, and she was all alone at a mall, without having to deal with Spike's presence too.There was an exaspareted sigh from Buffy as she stomped into the mall with Spike beside her.... He didn't even have a Valentine's Day gift for her. No flower, not stupid poem... no... chocolate heart. I mean, she'd totally not want any of these things... but...Wait... did Spike just call her a dope?"Congratulations! You two are our hundredth couple to walk in!" The very cheery voice of a woman knocked Buffy straight out of her thoughts. She was smiling brightly and wide at both Buffy and Spike who were both standing wide-eyed before her, extremely confused."Huh? Oh... no, we're not a-!" Buffy didn't even get to finish her sentence before the woman spoke again."It's a Valentine's Day promotion we're doing for Buffalo Wild Wings, and you two are the lucky winners!""But we're not..." Buffy sputtered again."You win this gift card that covers dinner for two!" The woman handed the gift card to Spike, who inspected it."But...""Hm, dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings? How lucky are we, honey?" Spike flashed Buffy a cheeky grin.Buffy was standing there, cheeks red with embarrassment, her face contorted in so much frustration that Spike thought it was actually adorable to see."Now stand together for this instant photo for memories!" The woman was pushing them together now, so very close. Buffy awkwardly shuffled sideways until she was standing near Spike, and Spike well... Spike being Spike really reveled in the moment. His arm wrapped around her shoulder and pulled a blushing Buffy into his arms, grinning for the camera. Buffy was caught with a frown on her face, looking as confused as ever."Enjoy! You cute couple!" The woman called out once the whole thing was over, outstretching her arm to hand Buffy the polaroid photo that she had just took of them.Buffy literally snatched it from her grip and walked away as quickly as possible, not stopping until she had reached the nearest table in the food court. Spike gave a nod to the cheerful woman as a silent thanks, and went off following Buffy, not exactly in as much of a rush as she was. Her eyes focused on the polaroid that the woman had given to her as it began to develop. "Not the most flattering picture..." Buffy groaned, brows knitted."Maybe try to look a little less confused and a bit more smiley next time?" Spike spoke.Buffy glared."Kidding. I think you look fine with your blushing cheeks and all." He stepped closer to look down at the photo in her hand.And now she was blushing again. Stupid Spike with his stupid nice compliments. "Shut up, Spike."Spike smirked, raising his brows. "Right, well... now that that's over, I should probably go do what I was going to do here at the mall and stop cutting into your valuable shopping time." He handed her the gift card, "You can have this, I'll just go find myself a good bite in here somewhere.""And I'm gonna pretend you didn't say that last part 'cause I too want to go do what I came here to do away from you." Buffy responded."Hm. Yeah. See you around then, Slayer.""Yeah." And then, they split.But, suddenly... Buffy was feeling bad. I mean... honestly... it wasn't really like she was here for anything in particular... she was just looking for a distraction. And well... Spike was here... and she didn't entirely despise him... and it was Valentine's Day... and they weren't a couple, but they did do a lot of couple things, right? And, hey! He liked buffalo wings! If she invited him to share this gift card with her, then she'd technically be doing her Slayery job, right? Watching the bad vampire and keeping him from eating innocent civilians? That was the excuse she was gonna use for herself. That's it. It was absolutely nothing else."Ugh... Spike! Wait!" She called out, turning to run towards his direction.Spike stopped, staring at her with a perked brow."The gift card is for two... and I'm... well... I'm one person." Wow, Buffy, really? That's pretty obvious. Her eyes shifted, and she ran her fingers through her hair, flipping it out of habit. "I just mean... I know you like buffalo wings, so like, it makes sense if you're the one who comes with me. Like, we both won it.""Why, Buffy, are you asking me out on a date?" Spike asked in mock surprise, he loved messing around with her.Buffy rolled her eyes for the third time in the night. "Look, don't make this a thing. I'm just doing what makes sense." That wasn't entirely true, but he didn't need to know that. Good thing he couldn't read her mind... even though sometimes Buffy felt like he totally could.Spike stared at her for a moment, eyes narrowed. "Mhm...""So?" Buffy's tone held sassiness within it now."Sure. I don't say no to free food." He shrugged his shoulders, "so I guess I won't be needing this chocolate heart anymore then." Spike said, pulling out a small red heart-shaped box from underneath his trench coat. "Here, you can have it. I planned on using it to woo myself a victim, but with you around, I find that being very unlikely." He continued, handing the heart- shaped box to Buffy.Buffy took it, looking down at it for a moment, before turning her attention back to Spike. "You planned on woo-ing your victim with a V-Day heart box full of my favorite type of chocolates?" Her brow was raised."Oh, look at that, it's a box full of Ferrero Rocher. I didn't even know that's what I picked up. It's your lucky day, Slayer." Did he plan on giving her this box since the start? Yeah. Yeah, he did. Spike was very savvy to the pattern their relationship went in. The ups and downs, the mixed signals. The 'go away's' that were actually never meant. Everything played out exactly how he figured it would. Minus the whole couple fiasco that happened a bit ago. That was just an added surprise that worked in his favor. Good for him.Buffy stared at him, raising both her brows and nodding her head. "Ahuh." Did she believe that it was just a weird coincidence? No. It was never a coincidence with Spike. He always paid attention to the things that she liked - he was here because he was following her, the heart was full of her favorite candies because he bought it with her in mind. He wasn't here for anything at all, he was here because Buffy was here. The annoyance and frustration that she was feeling earlier were now subsiding and being replaced by other emotions. The ones that she usually attempted to fight so hard around Spike - only to end up losing the battle and giving in... like she was doing now.Buffy smiled softly. "I guess you're right... It's my lucky day. Now, I don't know about you, but I'm starving. Come on..." She reached for his hand, her fingers entwining between his own, tugging him along with her. "We've gotta be a couple... for Buffalo Wild Wings..." Buffy shifted her eyes as they walked next to each other, hand-in-hand, towards the direction of the restaurant."Hm." Came Spike's simple response.Buffy licked her lips and gazed up at him. She took in a deep breath and sighed softly before speaking, "Spike?""Yeah?"Buffy stopped them from walking, tugging him down a bit by the hand that she was holding, and pushing herself up onto the tips of her toes to press a soft kiss to his cheek. "Happy Valentine's Day..." She uttered.Spike watched her for a moment; Buffy, forever taking him on a rollercoaster ride... but it wasn't like he wanted to get off anytime soon. Maybe he was just a masochist? But, there was something about this ride that he couldn't get enough of - no matter how crazy it was. Spike's lips curled into a smirk, turning his body to face her for a moment. "Happy Valentine's Day, pet." He grabbed her chin and pressed a proper kiss to her berry colored pouts.Buffy didn't protest. Instead, her eyes fell shut for a moment and she welcomed the kiss. Teeth biting her bottom pout when he pulled away, gaze all dreamy and dazed. She smiled softly and found herself moving closer to him, head resting against his arm as they resumed walking side by side, hands interlocked, both looking very smitten with each other.Like the couple that they totally weren't .

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