hey siri, how do i disappear?

e l i j a h no, i'm not going to paint you like one of my french girls.

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But inside, you’re just a little baby

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what would you say if i said your sister was my mate? hypothetically, metaphorically, figuratively.

“Real fucking funny, man. I’m already on your ass – don’t bait me. You’ll barely live to regret it.”

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Do you honestly think your father would be proud of you turning into a man who just hates and hates?

“Who the fuck do you think I got it from?” 

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How much wood would a woodchuck wood if a woodchuck COULD chuck wood?

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Do you believe in life after love?

“If I could reach the stars, I’d give ‘em all to you.”

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What would you do if you found out one of your friends was some kind of creature, like a vampire or a werewolf?

“You know, I hate to be the guy that uses the same material over and over again, but -- I would kill them. Seriously. I don’t know what you people want from me here. I’m a hunter. I do my fucking job.” 

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thextrainwreck:

it did hurt to push away the only person that she could call ‘ family’  without a doubt. but what would he say if he knew that she was now the very monster that slaughtered their sister and father in cold blood. she, herself could hardly come to terms with it. how could she expect him to? yes, in theory she should tell him, but the fear… god, the fear… of losing him too, all because of a stupid mistake on her part. the ice of his tone chilled her and she held back every need to hug him, or punch him, or joke with him. this wasn’t normal. “ nothing is going on with me, Eli, we are fine. you didn’t do anything… really. things are just… difficult with me lately. has nothing to do with you.” she wanted to dismiss him, but she also wanted him to hear that what she was saying was true. this distance was her fault. not his. never his. he was just looking out for his little sister after all…

“ i should go, finished my drink anyway.” she informed, gathering her wallet after throwing a $10 on the bar. 

He watched her expression, unreadable, as she spoke. Nothing is going on. He might have scoffed, but found himself not wanting to give any response whatsoever. She was building walls, blocking him out. The better part of Elijah wanted to break them down, to tell her he knew she was bullshitting him, to say that he wasn’t going to leave her alone. But the better part of him wasn’t the bigger part. It never had been. “Fine.” Was all he said, watching her pay for her drink. “Guess I’ll see you around. Or not.” He tapped the bar twice, indicating to the bar tender to put it on his tab, and left, sparing not so much as a glance over his shoulder at the last bit of family he had left. 

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notplath:

‘ good, ’ she informs him flatly, COMBATIVELY. poor boy. always setting himself up for disappointment. he’s always been so disillusioned. it’ll be a shame to see him break, she thinks, but it’s likely to happen eventually. with the way things are going with erica - SOON. ‘ fine, then i’ll beat you up myself. what better quality time activity is there than smacking each other around a little bit ?? ’

Smack each other around? Elijah looked down at her small build, over a foot shorter than himself, and found the thought borderline disturbing. Still, he didn’t let on; instead, he raised an eyebrow. “Well, damn. I didn’t know you were into that kind of thing.” Eli shook his head, turning fond once more. “Come on, Sylvia. Why don’t you just drop the grudge? I don’t know what you think Erica did to you, but Jesus -- it’s not like it has anything to do with me. Let’s just put it behind us -- go get a drink or two. We can look back on these memories and laugh in twelve years time when we’re happily married.” 

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profsethelkins:

“Deal. I’ll go write it on my calendar. Are you thinking early morning or should I go to work on Tuesday and you’ll get to it in the evening? I don’t want to mess with your sleep schedule. Mine is pretty flexible.” Seth was replying back in kind, his tone sounding just as serious if with a slight tilt at the corner of his mouth that implied he was amused. “Funny,” he remarked dryly, not sure if it was meant as a joke or not. “What’s not to hate?” The question was so natural to him that it was almost the extent of his answer but then he sighed. “Well… yes. Met a woman who tried to seduce me into it but I refused… and she turned me anyway. I guess that’s just how it goes. More… early 1900′s but I guess so. I woke up and realized I’d become a monster. I always wanted to be a good person. I guess that’s a lost cause nose.”

“Eh, I’m not picky. Guess I’ll let you finish up your affairs for the day. Want me to get you through the throat, or the chest? The chest is a classic, but the throat’s got a certain je ne sais quoi.” Elijah tilted his head to the side as he smiled, almost -- almost -- letting his guard down. So maybe it was a shame this vamp had a sense of humor. That didn’t matter. He was still a fucking vamp. Still, as he listened to the guy’s explanation, Eli found himself sympathizing. It went against everything he’d learned, but there was something about him that was very... human. Elijah frowned. “Man, that fucking sucks.” This time when he decided not to mention the pun, it was out of respect rather than dislike. He didn’t know what to say; he’d never wanted to make a vampire feel better before. He wouldn’t even know where to start. “Doesn’t sound like your fault, though. Guess as long as you... kept a low profile, you’ve done the best you can with it. Right?” 

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levichill:

Levi couldn’t help the laugh that slipped past his lips - you’d think this would get old, but being over five hundred years old, he’d since decided that beating a dead horse could be a blast with the right person. “There’s no way a person can mess up ice cream,” he argued. “And are you saying that I’ve done something not so nice? I’ve never done a single bad thing, ever! It’s like you don’t even know me. All that money spent on all those birthday presents and you’re accusing me of wrongdoing?” Levi shook his head, falling back into the booth and crossing his arms over his chest. With the jaw clench, he almost looked genuinely upset by the accusation.Though, the pun made him chuckle, and he was finally loosening up again. It was a good thing Levi had an amazing poker face, humming happily despite the twinge of annoyance that settled in his chest. “Sounds like a blast. Run into anyone that shocked you? Maybe the mayor has been a blood sucking vamp the whole time? I love a good plot twist.”

He considered arguing the ice cream point, but ultimately decided that Levi was stubborn enough to make the mistakes he was going to make. That, and it’d be kind of funny to see that shit happen again -- at least, as long as it wasn’t happening to Elijah. “Yeah, yeah. You’re a saint. I know.” His tone was depreciating, but the statement rang somewhat true. Elijah trusted Levi, and that was more than could be said for most; that alone elevated him to levels as close to ‘saintly’ as would ever be possible in a world filled with the supernatural -- at least to Eli. As a result of this, he was brazen in his response to his friend’s query. “Don’t know about the mayor, but I came across some teacher who’s leech. Old as balls, too, which was a surprise. Can you believe there’s a vampire teaching in this town? At a school? Who gave him that fucking job?” Elijah shook his head, momentarily swept up in his own indignation. “Anyway, I’ll take care of him. Eventually. As for everybody else... no real shockers.” He leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms over his chest as his brow furrowed, mind half preoccupied. “Nobody I know, anyway. And thank God for that. Can you imagine finding out someone you cared about was... one of them? Shit. I don’t know what I’d do.” 

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Is there anyone you're romantically interested in? who is it ?!

“I wouldn’t say I’m seriously interested in anyone… Flirting with Sylvie’s fun, though. Winding her up is always entertaining.” 

@notplath

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what if you fell in love with someone only to find out later they r a supernatural

“I’d kill them. Surprise!” 

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Ask someone out on a date. (AU DATES WOOt)

“Fucking juvenile...” He trailed off, rubbing his eyes. “Fine. But only because I deserve a break from all this depressing what’s happening to my life bullshit.” 

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Are you actually planning on killing Seth, or was that just banter?

“While I do love a bit of banter...” He finds himself pausing for a second, reluctantly fond of the memory as it flickers through his mind. “I’m absolutely gonna kill the guy. You know, rip him to shreds. Show no mercy. Probably won’t be after I get fresh milk, though. That was a joke.” 

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What if your sister was dating a supernatural?

“Then I’d feel sorry for the bastard, ‘cause there’s no way she wouldn’t just be using him to find more of his kind. And then I’d start sharpening my knives, because I know she wouldn’t leave me out of a hunt like that. Jesus, this might not be such a bad idea. It’d be like an early Christmas present. Maybe I’ll suggest it to her later.” 

@thextrainwreck

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what would u do if u found out one of the people u trust most is actually a super evil faerie? just wondering

“Real funny. No offence, but I’m not an idiot. I’m pretty sure I’d know if I was spending my time with a fucking faerie. Thanks.” 

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What would you do if you were turned into a vampire/werewolf?

“Kill whoever turned me, then kill myself. I could never be one of them. I might not have the most solid moral code, but even I wouldn’t stoop low enough to live as one of them. No fucking way.”