𝑗𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑒𝑠 .ᐟ

⁰¹ˑ carrd. ⁰²ˑ lore. ⁰³ˑ stefan salvatore. ( main b. ) ⁰⁴ˑ multi.

unprompted asks, always accepting.

" oh ! jinkies ! thank you ! " she sighs in relief, taking the circular rimmed frames from bella's hand. she had been looking all around for her glasses, panic rising in her chest. this may be a common reoccurrence for velma but it still made her panic every single time she lost her glasses. she can't see well without them ! she places them back on her face, ah much better. " where were they ? i swore i freakin' had them. "

howl's moving castle, accepting !

brow arches at the statement, velma purses her lips as a few different thoughts push through her mind. " hm, okay. for eating or the species as a whole ? " she questions, although she's almost sure gen means as the food. she doesn't blame them, a lot of people don't like eating fish. the way it smells, looks, it's off putting to people. " cause as an animal they are highly intelligent and a very cool species but i can totally understand not liking eating them. i've never had sushi but i don't think i'd like it very much. do you like other seafood ? "

morbid curiosity, accepting !

sometimes she forgets that not everyone is okay with or used to what it looks like when she's summoning a ghost. she's so used to just doing it at this point that it doesn't always click that she probably looks freaky to someone who isn't normally around this kind of thing. how could it not look creepy ? a girl with her head tilted back, pupils gone, eyes white while she's talking to ghosts. yeah, no way is that normal behavior. she should've warned valerie that it would be a jarring visual & experience. & now she's feeling bad that she didn't. " crap, i'm sorry. " velma starts, blinking a few times to get her vision back to normal. " i should've told you what it looks like when i make contact. it was probably weird to see. " her cheeks tint a light shade of pink from embarrassment. " but i did ... uh make contact. i can tell you what they said, if you want. "

morbid curiosity, accepting !

blue iris' move down to the stain on her pants, lips pursing for a moment. she remembers how it got there, that was a fun night for her & her friends. " oh, yes. but it's not anything you think ! " she reassures valerie, small smile tugging to her lips. " my friends and i were looking for clues and we got caught in a building we definitely weren't supposed to be in. " she thinks of that night fondly, how the gang how to run through the woods to make it back to the mystery machine. " we almost got caught actually, luckily we ran faster than the guards. " she remembers tripping in the woods, not seeing the branches, the adrenaline was pumping through her too much for her to even notice the blood until they were safe & sound. " i ended up scraping my knee but it's all good now. that was a few months back, just haven't been able to get the stain out. "

howl's moving castle, accepting !

" war ? what war ? " there's clear confusion written on her features, brows furrowed. she's assuming persephone means a metaphorical war, right ? what else could the psychic witch mean other than something going on in her head ? unless there's something going on that she doesn't know of, like some witch war. velma shifts to face her, wanting to be supportive but not exactly knowing how. she'll try, of course she will. & she won't judge either, no matter what this war may be. she has so many questions, she needs to figure out where to begin. " is there a war going on with the witches ? or ... is this like a mental thing ? " she hums, hoping that her friend will explain it to her, give her anything she can go on. it's rare for the medium to feel confused or have nothing to say but she's at a loss for now. besides all the questions that keep fumbling around in her brain. " how long will you be gone ? "

morbid curiosity, accepting !

" the library. " she answers almost too quickly, fingers pushing up her circular rimmed glasses. it wasn't a complete lie, she was at the library ... but not to get books. not why she's usually there. she snuck into the basement with a flashlight, whispers of hauntings below the local library had piqued the mediums interest. how could she not go check it out ? she wouldn't be velma dinkley if she hadn't. " i uh ... " she starts, half grin pulling to her lips as she looks at bianca. " i may have tried to see if there were any ghosts in the basement. " she speaks it so casually, like it's something most people would do. when really, her and mystery inc are probably the only ones who would do something like that. she shrugs, plopping onto the couch. " they didn't let me in though, which is such a bummer. i would've loved to see why they were stuck there. maybe i'll try again. " there's a pause & then, " anyway, wanna get pizza ? "

this is the second one you sent me in a week ... i'm starting to feel SUS... what do you want, HUH ?!

morbid curiosity, accepting !

the question throws her for a loop for a second, the witch having to think of how to answer. katherine was a pro at twisting words, figuring out how to get exactly what she wanted out of someone. velma wasn't afraid of her but she did make sure she was on alert whenever katherine was around, she wouldn't be caught off guard by her as long as she could help it. " i'm not insinuating anything. " velma shrugs, raising her brow towards the doppelganger. " i haven't been here as long as everyone else. but i've observed things. i do observe things. " she starts, exhaling softly. " and from what i've seen, i don't know ... it seems like you're not telling us something. something useful. " there have been plenty of times katherine could've blew everything up but she hasn't. & that is what has the witch curious. what's her plan ? what is she waiting for ? or who ? velma could be wrong & the vampire could have some master plan to ruin them. but something in her gut, intuition ... is telling her it's something else entirely. she already knows she has information she's holding onto, most likely for leverage. but maybe she could get something from her. she crosses her arms over her chest before asking, " why does elena need to be protected, katherine ? "

howl's moving castle, accepting !

" wait, really ? " velma says with a soft breathless laugh, eyes trailing up to dean's, pupils wide. she never thought anyone else would find the things she does to be fun. ghosts, hauntings, mysteries, science ... not many people think those things are fun. nerdy or weird, sure. fun ? never. but she's happy someone finally appreciates what she can do with her mind. " science isn't usually fun for people but man, it's nice to hear that ! " she beams, taking off her safety goggles. she looks down at the bubbling rainbow of color in the beaker, she wanted to show dean what she could do at home & with her simple stuff. of course, if she had more supplies she could do more complex experiments but she'll take what she can get. she showed him three different experiments at this point, having him help so he could participate & not just watch. " i could show you more ? or if you're over this i can ... well ... how do you feel about spirits ? " it's not often she uses being a medium as a party trick but she was feeling amped, hopeful dean wouldn't be freaked out if she told him what she could do. she looks back up at him, eyes curious.

morbid curiosity, accepting !

she's been laying in bed for hours, nothing but darkness & silence surrounding her. head has been splintering all day & she had two nose bleeds that felt never ending. she rolls onto her side, facing where fred sat on her bed in the darkness. three empty water glasses are sat atop her nightstand next to her glasses & she reaches over to grab the remote to flick her tv on. she needed some kind of light so she could see the blond, but knew her regular lights would reignite the migraine that's finally simmered enough that she can move without wanting to cry in agony. " it was ... it was really bad, fred. " frown pulls on velma's lips as she takes a pillow & settles it into his lap before resting her head there. " i ... i don't know why this keeps happening. it gets so bad that i can't move, i can't do anything but sleep it off. " she exhales softly, looking up at him with pain etched onto her features. for someone that knows pretty much everything, this has the girl stumped.

unprompted asks, always accepting !

lips part slightly at the confession, an O shape forming. & then they close again & pull into a straight line. " you ... stepped on my glasses ?! " velma groans, hands going to her forehead. it's truly not a huge deal or it wouldn't be if she had a back up pair or contacts ... but she doesn't have either. now she'll have to be without them for at least a week while her eye doctor makes her new ones. " do you have them ? maybe i can fix them temporarily. " she raises a brow, already annoyed that she'll be struggling without them.