"Sometimes I think denial is the worst part for people like us. Because we know the truth. We can see the collision course they’re on, and all we can do is brace ourselves for impact."
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M!A: None at present
NEEDED: Jenna Sommers for the TVD High school AU.
- Human, Junior, 17.
- Sister to Miranda Sommers. New mun will need to talk to Miranda about family headcanon.
- Sexuality: Straight or bisexual, up to mun. We know she slept with John.
- Ships: Logan Fell, John Gilbert, chemistry.
- Jenna had friendships but with a new mun they are all negotiable.
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allroundlostcause replied to your photo: Headcanon (TVD High School AU): Meredith’s parents…TOTALLY RELEVANT oh god also this gives me an idea for down the road HELP
Help? I encourage ideas!!! Muahaha!
Well I noticed you didn’t wear your bracelet to the dance and figured you had headcanon like this. But soon Dean is going to tell Ric about vampires and I think Ric is going to try to do things like get people to wear vervain and now I need Ric to give Meredith a bracelet that suits her. /help [rolls in feels] [baby fellman brOTP]
YES. YES. YES. BBY FELLMAN BROTP FEELS. This needs to happen.
TOTALLY RELEVANT oh god also this gives me an idea for down the road HELP
Help? I encourage ideas!!! Muahaha!
Headcanon (TVD High School AU): Meredith’s parents gave her a bracelet containing vervain when she was 12. She was told that it was a family heirloom and that she should be proud to wear it at all times. As a younger teen she did so — but now she feels she has grown out of it. Her parents still insist that she wear it but more often than not, she slips it off and carries it in her bookbag. She is too afraid to tell her parents that it is no longer her style for fear of hurting their feelings.
|You and Kol finally getting it on|
At this rate…you’ll be waiting awhile.
The fourth one: “nope nope nope”
Omg.. a yellow duck o.o
They were quiet for a while, letting the music guide their movements. Alaric tried to find something to say, but decided he liked the way he felt, just dancing. Listening to the music. Feeling Meredith in his arms was nice, too, and not in the gonna-jump-your-bones way his hormones usually let him respond to her. Remembering the way they’d kissed that day, he thought for a second about doing it again – but, he reminded himself, he was trying not to do that any more. Trying to be a friend. Clearly she didn’t want to talk about what was going on – but that was fine, she didn’t have to, enough that he’d made the offer. They were sharing in pain. It wasn’t the same pain but it was related pain.
Alaric realized that somewhere, elsewhere in the school, somewhere dark, Nik and Damon were doing the exact same thing. Maybe holding each other’s eyes. Maybe even kissing.
It was a painful thought, and a beautiful one. Alaric let it slip back out of his mind, as he gave Meredith a smile. “There’s someone awesome out there,” he said. “For both of us.” He wanted to say more. That he wasn’t even sure he wanted find someone there, and then. That if he did he’d be sure to lose them, with everything that would happen to their lives in the next few years. College, working out who the hell they all were… he said nothing, just watched the other dancers, and wished he’d chosen a longer song, because this was the best he’d felt all night. Maybe the best he’d felt that month. He sighed, a surprising soft little sigh, and pulled Meredith a little closer. Still trying to keep it light. He wasn’t ready to talk about his side of things – not yet, not to Meredith, maybe not ever. Too complicated. But he could still draw comfort.
The song was beginning to wind up, and Alaric was disappointed.
Meredith wondered if there was something else she could say (should say) to change the feeling that had seemingly descended on the both of them. It was melancholy — and she thought she should brush it off. But then as he fell silent and she followed suit, she realized that she didn’t have to. Maybe they both needed a little time to let the feeling settle so they could begin to digest it. She knew she was getting tired of pretending that everything was okay and that she was happy all the time. Besides, the truth was starting to crack through, and obviously he saw that (perhaps he was the same). She realized that she did want to tell him everything. She wanted to uncork that bottle and just let it all out before she did something incredibly stupid (like adding fuel to the fire between Grayson and Nik).
But she couldn’t - not here. This wasn’t a conversation for a crowded gym. Or one to have in the dying minutes of a song.
Someday though. She could see it happening. He would understand. The look on his face told her that. And she could trust him too. He wouldn’t tell anyone, not unless she wanted him too. She felt bolstered by that. An almost smile crossed her face but then it ran away the moment he spoke. ”You really think that?” She asked, and there was a heavy amount of doubt lacing her voice. He had gone silent again and she did as well, mulling over the thought in her head. She kept telling herself that she was young. And that this thing…this feeling that she was missing out was only temporary. Still, sometimes her thoughts did not want to be logical and she found herself moving just a bit closer to him so that she could lay her head on his shoulder. “I want to believe that…”
She had a feeling that someday was going to have to be someday soon.
|Shagging your teacher. I mean. Um. Getting into a good school. [cough]|
I CAN DO BOTH BECAUSE I AM THAT GOOD!
I mean…what? Oh, school. Yes, I am sure I will be just fine in that department.