The two of you were having your regular afternoon in her room. The two of you would read together and you’d head back to your room and sleep for the night. But tonight that energy was a bit...off.
The two of you started a new book, Carmilla. It’s about a vampire named Mircalla Karnstein who feeds on young women. You’d heard the maidens around the castle talking about how the daughters are just like her. You didn’t see that as a bad thing but Bela did, apparently.
After a brief conversation on why not to read the book, you are thoroughly convinced not to read the book. You go to put the book back in the library until Bela’s voice sounds behind you.
“Please don’t leave me alone..” “What?” “I don’t want any of the maidens to murder me while you’re gone.” “And why would they do that?” “Because I’m like Carmilla…”
You discard the book to the floor, walking towards Bela. You take her into your arms, kissing her forehead. “You have nothing to worry about. Nothing to be scared about. Alcina nor your sisters would let something like that happen to you.” She nuzzles into your embrace, completely forgetting about the book.
Look at the boyyyyyyyyy
Black cats are lucky. (via leahweissmuller)
Vivienne: I was thinking to cook it overnight...
Zoe: You? Cooking? Vivienne.
Vivienne: I know it was a bad idea...
Zoe: Bad idea? The house was up in flames.
Liora: They are definitely plotting something.
Xenia: Maybe they’re scheming.
Liora: No, scheming looks different. They’re definitely plotting.
To: noir
From: Monday Thursday Addams
Merry Christmas!
STOP!
I CAN'T!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, MONDAY!
LOVE YOU!
God Bless the Lesbians.
Me, during Episode Nine Season on of Orange is the New Black. At timestamp 28:46
Mackenzie: [rings doorbell]
Medusa, from inside: I HAVE A GUN.
Mackenzie, panicked: No, Medusa, it’s Mac!
Medusa, opening the door: Oh...Hello, Mac.
Evina: You underestimated just how much of an idiot you were dealing with.
Helena: No, I am pretty aware.
Juliette: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside
Poison: Juliette, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...
Juliette: *Sips coffee from bowl*
Poison: Goddamnit, puppy.
My aesthetic says Goth. But how I act is totally different. I look and sound intimidating as fuck but I'm not unless I need to be.
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