she so thirsty


The Tragic Love Song of Destiny 


And I don’t say it, but I can’t help but to think that she might never find what she’s looking for. She’s always laughing just a little too loud, or answering just a little too quickly, or holding onto things that she should’ve let go of years ago….She is so thirsty for love that she drowns in it every time.
—  Poetry At Most

how i know i am a truly next level insufferable nerd: whenever i see a seemingly ~nice~ jane austen novel quote about love or friendship or literary enthusiasm on, say, an internet graphic or a notecard or a throw pillow, i can’t just let it slide. i always have to complain about it. to cry out “CAROLINE JUST SAID THAT BECAUSE SHE WAS SO THIRSTY FOR DARCY, SHE DON’T CARE ABOUT READING” or “ISABELLA THORPE IS THE WORLD’S #1 HYPOCRITE, SHE OBVIOUSLY MEANS THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF THAT, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, GET THOSE WORDS OFF YOUR THROW PILLOW UNLESS YOU WANT IT TO BE A THROW PILLOW OF LIES.

The Vile // Damon Salvatore // requested

Request : Hi! Absolutely love your Imagines! Could you maybe write a Damon imagine where the reader dies in his arms and when he’s about to bury or burn her she wakes up as a vampire because she drank his blood before she died which he gave her in a little bottle a few years ago and he didn’t knew? 

Requests are closed. xx

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Italics are flashbacks

Two years ago..

Y/N stood in Damon’s room, washing the blood off her arms. Some could’ve been hers but she didn’t know. Once they got home he fed her some blood to heal her. It’s odd how she began to not even be fazed by these sort of things. Covered in blood? That’s just a normal Tuesday. Damon sat downstairs, thinking about how she could’ve died tonight but he found her just in time. He didn’t think she understood how dangerous this life is. Especially since she’s human. Every time he dares to bring it up Y/N stops him. Telling him that if she’s dies at least she’ll know what it was like to be with him. She just doesn’t understand that she is the main reason for his humanity.

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Essays in Existentialism: Strip

“haha that student looks a lot like the girl i was hired to strip for last week oh wait” teacher’s aid au

“Go ahead, all the way back,” a voice accompanied the hand that tilted the shot glass so that there was no other alternative but to drink the rest. “That’s my girl. Taught her well.” 

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you drink so much!” 

“Another round!” 

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