send “i’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body / accepting
she should be used to it. the killing, the blood. oh, the blood. she doesn’t think she’s ever seen so much blood, so much carnage. how the pair managed to live, let alone live without so much more than scratches. she feels a little out of her head, and she cannot even wipe her face clean because her hands are covered in blood as well.
jeremy takes her by her shoulders, ever so gently — when did he appear? she doesn’t remember hearing him approach, but suddenly he’s there, leading her into the bathroom. the room is filled with steam from the hot water he’d run from the bath he’d drawn. as she looks at him, she notes that he’s cleaned himself of the blood, save for some in his hair that he missed, and changed into clean clothes. how is he holding it together so well?
she was taught to compartmentalize, and, surely, there are more important things they should be doing right now. but, the taste of blood, the smell of death, she fears it will linger on her for many years to come. she has hunted many, killed some, but what happened in that room was what can one can only describe as a massacre. luckily for them, their attackers severely underestimated the pair. this is what they’ve done for most of their lives, after all.
jeremy helps her out of her ruined clothes, and into the scorching bath. she doesn’t mind the heat of the water… it reminds her that she is still alive. and while she’s aware she should be cleaning herself, she still feels hundreds of miles away. when she looks up at him as he runs a wash cloth over her skin. she knows she should be worried about him, he’s still recovering, after all. she should be taking care of him. all of this, it could make him worse.
but right now, he seems strong. which she is glad for, because she doesn’t even remember what strong feels like. she only remembers this numbness that’s inside of her, this great hollow emptiness. she realizes, only now, that he’s talking to her. that, perhaps, he’s been talking to her this whole time, trying to bring her back from wherever her mind is. ‘ i’ve got you. ’ he does. he’s being strong for her because she can’t be at the moment, and he doesn’t even fully remember her or the life that she shared. the attack must have been…
‘ jeremy, ’ she says, softly as he wipes clean her face. she’s starting to come back. and the first thing she thinks of when she can think again. the baby. her hands move to her stomach, and her heart is still for a moment until she feels the fluttering of kicking feet. she’s okay. tougher than her mother is right now, honestly. she takes deep breath, turning her attention back to him. ‘ lean your head over the edge, ’ she asks.
and she gathers water in her hands, washing the blood out of jeremy’s hair. and then it’s her turn, but with her long locks, it takes a significantly longer time to clean. when they’re done, when they’re both clean, and he’s helping her out of the tub and wrapping her in a towel, the bathwater has turned a bright red. she stares at it as it begins its decent down the drain, she stares until the tub is emptied of bloodied water. then she turns back to him.
he’s handing her her bag of clean clothes, and then he leaves her to get dressed and to gather their things. when she emerges from the bathroom, she forces herself not to look at the bodies, less she lose the little bit of sense she’s regained. she cannot help but notice, though, that her weapons had been gathered from the scene and put into a bag. she zips that bag close, taking ahold of it before she looks at him. ‘ we need to go home. ’
two important plot items: i will never write the infidelity stuff of s3. and i won't write jeremy killing kol. these are personal choices.
this blog has existed on tumblr since early 2011, with the original url being gilbert-jeremy. i've also used the urls jeremysgone (post-4x14), jeremysback (post-4x23), and dontyouxdare (post s5 finale).
due to the nature of jeremy's story, you may find triggering themes featured here, including self-harm, mental health issues, drugs, alcohol, addiction, violence, abuse, murder, suicide, and death. this blog will NOT write ANYTHING related to rape/sexual assault. please tag your nsfw so tumblr savior can do it's job!
on the subject of tagging, please tag anything related to jeremy's death in 4x14 as stacey don't look. Same goes for audio posts of 'Come Home' by OneRepublic aka the soundtrack to Jeremy's first death. Thanks!
SHIPPING: i am equal-opportunity as far as shipping goes, but roleplay is about so much more than romance and smut. i am an absolute sucker for a good, honest, platonic friendship. relationships are all fine and good, but it's the friendships that weave in and out that make them really special. i will never force a ship on you, and i ask that you return the same courtesy. the only ship i will flat out refuse is romantic damon x jeremy.
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: are my lifeblood. please have a simple bio accessible on your blog for me to read!
PSA: IF I CAN'T READ YOUR BLOG, I WON'T FOLLOW YOU. it is not my job to make YOUR blog legible.
STARTERS: if you want to tag me in a random starter, go ahead! just remember that don't know the plots of seasons 6-8!
MEMES: send 'em. i don't care if we're mutuals or not. i do not believe in reblog karma and honestly don't care if you 'use' me as a 'meme resource.'
CONTACT ME: i will always reply to anything in my tag- as opposed to my inbox. i'm not the best at replying to messages or meme requests for that matter. i don't have a discord or skype and don't really plan on getting either.
WARNING: my muse is fickle, and i won't always reply to things in the order i receive them. i will not put up with being guiltripped to roleplay- whether it's passive aggressive posts or sending 'poke' messages to remind me to reply. i will literally just unfollow you and be done with it. i created jeremy to be my safe space away from a toxic rp environment, and i won't allow anyone to compromise that.
while this is a JEREMY GILBERT blog, there are three versions of him you may find on here, depending on the universe you interact with him. see the FCs here.
MUN: hi! my name is stacey (she/her). i'm 26 years old, and my otp is jeremy x allison argent (teen wolf). you can catch me at my personal blog here or my personal twitter here!
ICONS: starting of march 2019, any srm icons i will be using for replies have been made by my roleplay mum rachie. all mooney icons are made by the lovely evie. don't steal 'em!
Prior to the beginning of the series, his parents died in a tragic car accident. His sister, Elena, was also in the car that night, but managed to survive thanks to Stefan Salvatore, who rescued her before she could drown. As a way of coping with the accident, he started dealing and using drugs, but soon stopped after the death of his first girlfriend, Vicki Donovan, who had supposedly died of an overdose. Following the murder of his second girlfriend Anna, Jeremy purposely overdosed on pills after drinking vampire blood in the hope of becoming a vampire so he could turn off his humanity. However, his attempt to become a vampire failed, and the blood healed the damage the pills caused to his system.
Jeremy was shot by Sheriff Forbes after Damon dodged the bullet, and was revived by Bonnie, who at the time was channeling the power of over a hundred massacred witches at the witch burial ground. However, the spell that caused him to be revived also gave him the power to see ghosts, causing him to be haunted by the ghosts of his dead girlfriends Vicki and Anna.
After experiencing multiple traumatic events as a result of the supernatural drama in his town, including being compelled by Klaus to stand in front of a speeding car, Elena feared for his safety and arranged for Damon to compel him to live with extended family in Denver.