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carolinexxxforbes:

“Okay lets go write them on the wall. you ready?”

“yeah of course.”

#c:caroline

supamara:

amara smiled brightly. “thanks! i just found him wondering. i kinda wanna keep him?”

emma nodded. “he’s very cute and sweet.”

#c:amara

lcnglostmikaelson:

“We have a dog now?”

“oh i don’t know. i just found her. i like her though.”

#c:henrik

"i met some mean werewolves in purgatory," she muttered. "i don't wanna threaten anyone," she added. "she's my sister. well technically adoptive sister but she's my sister.

#c:ansel

“this doggy is so cute!”

#bitn starter

anselxofthepackx:

Hope, he let out a slight hesitant breath his biological granddaughter;the child Niklaus had murdered him to protect. He at least was happy to have it confirmed that his death had not been for nothing and she was alive “I am sure she is with the rest of the wolves, would you like me to take you to them?”

emma bit her lip. she didn’t know if she should be going into a pack of wolves. she had met some not so friendly ones in purgatory. “uhm i guess so,” she muttered nervously. “they’re not....they’re not mean wolves are they?”

#c:ansel

anselxofthepackx:

“Are you just passing through or are you looking for the wolves?” He raised a brow, happy to protect those of his kind if he needed to do so. Ansel was not an Alpha as he had once been but the wolfs were family none the less.

emma looked at him nervously, biting her lip. “i was....i was just looking for hope.”

#c:ansel

valeriegrimaldi:

“Believe me or not, but this is one of the best sandwiches I have eat from a long time.” she said to the person next to her before took another huge bite.

“well sandwiches are yummy. mom makes really good sandwiches.”

#c:valerie

katherinepverce:

“come to watch me wither away?” she asked weakly.

“oh my gosh are you okay?!”

#c:katherine

xxlxparkerxx:

“I swear I am,” she insisted, offering a grateful smile for the clear care the female had. “I just need to get home and sleep is all-then i’ll be good as new.”

emma nodded, biting her lip. “do you need help or anything?” she asked.

#c:liv

brokenxlizzie:

My ears hear what others cannot hear; small faraway things people cannot normally see are visible to me. These senses are the fruits of a lifetime of longing, longing to be rescued, to be completed. Just as the skirt needs the wind to billow, I’m not formed by things that are of myself alone. This is me. Just as a flower does not choose its color, we are not responsible for what we have come to be—

Lizzie wrote into her notebook by the lake. Too invested in it to notice the other approach her.