Arabella Gladstone

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havocbled‌:

                   THE  MOMENT  HE  STEPS  INSIDE,  IT  REEKS  OF  WEREWOLF.  not  just  any  werewolf,  either  —  but  a  member  of  the  worst  family  of  them.  it’s  one  thing  for  them  to  be  in  the  same  town,  but  to  invade  his  home  ?  part  of  him  is  irritated,  another  is  envious  he  hadn’t  thought  of  it  first.  by  the  bold  act  itself,  and  playing  an  active  role  in  seeing  niklaus  himself,  he  knows  it  cannot  be  anyone  other  than  the  female  gladstone.  none  of  the  others  would  forcibly  put  themselves  in  contact  with  the  hybrid.  he  has  to  admit,  he  is  amused  by  her  and  if  he  were  to  ever  feel  anything  other  than  hate  for  the  wolves,  arabella  might  be  an  interesting  companion.  too  bad  he’d  rather  see  her  head  chopped  off.   ❝   ah,  look  what  the  riff  raff  has  dragged  in,   ❞   he  notes,  entering  the  room  and  stepping  toward  her.   ❝   i  did my  absolute  best  to  steer  clear,  darling,  but  it  seems  as  if  you’re  always  on  my  heels…  it’s  as  if  you  love  to  chase  after  me.  to  go  through  that  much  trouble,  for  little  ol’  me…  i’m  flattered,  but  never  in  this  lifetime  will  i  be  interested.   ❞   klaus  teases  with  a  smile.

Arabella rolled her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest at the smugness that emanated from Klaus as he spoke to her. If there was any Mikaelson that could really get on her nerves it was the hybrid himself, most likely because they were so similar in temperament despite being fated to be enemies hell-bent on destroying each other. “Riffraff? I’ll have you know that these shoes are more expensive than your pretentious marble staircase.” she raised an eyebrow at Klaus and dared to step closer to him, daringly her brown eyes taking in Klaus’s appearance from when he’d entered the room. “You flatter yourself if you think that I take pleasure in playing this constant hide and seek with you Niklaus. We’ve come a long way from being children in the same village.” She hated when he acted cocky and confident because she always wanted to have the upper hand. Unwilling to let her upper hand go, she strolled through the room, noticing a painting that was left close to the window, the smell of fresh paint radiating from the canvas. “Don’t make me laugh. Never in your wildest dreams could you spark my slightest interest. You wouldn’t be able to keep up with me.” 

[arabellagladstone]

✉️  SMS  ╱  GLADSTONE  PACK.

BRAYAN: KOL IS WITH YOU?

BRAYAN: OH GOD!!

BRAYAN: we messed up. all of us.

BRAYAN: THERE IS A KID HERE.

BRAYAN: OH GOD

MAVERICK: there are a couple leeches here

MAVERICK: i don't like it

MAVERICK: take care of the kid, bray.

MAVERICK: bell dont piss her off. or worse

EVERAN: Don't worry about it, Mav. They can't touch you. They won't.

EVERAN: Jesus fuck. Did we all get stuck with Mikaelsons? I'm with Elijah.

EVERAN: You won't hurt the kid, don't go into this with that kind of mindset.

EVERAN: I love you all, be safe.

ARABELLA: Technically, she shouldn't piss me off.. and she's doing a crappy job of it.

ARABELLA: You'll be fine Mav, you can do this. No promises on my end because Rebekah Mikaelson gets on my nerves.

ARABELLA: I hate Mikaelsons.

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✉️  SMS  ╱  GLADSTONE  PACK.

EVERAN: Please tell me nobody else got stuck in a stupid building on the night of a full moon.

MAVERICK: kol mikaelson is here

MAVERICK: and other ones

MAVERICK: i'm at a restaurant. i don't want to hurt anyone again, ev.

ARABELLA: I'm at Ember. With a bunch of vampires and Rebekah Mikaelson is here too. Stay tuned, this could be fun. ;)

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fxnnmikaclson·:

“Is that going to be a problem Arabella,” He asked, knowing that the immortal werewolf did not like his family. They were enemies. Finn did his best to steer clear of them but he wasn’t afraid. “Something you need to say to me,” he stated. 

“Au contraire Finn, it’s actually more of a convenience for my family to know that you’re all under one roof...” at the very least it meant that tracking them would be simpler. “Only that I’m quite impressed at your hiding skills over the past few decades - It was almost like you disappeared without a trace... it’s quite a pity that you would tarnish that record by being predictable once more and following where Niklaus leads.” 

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fxnnmikaclson·:

“So… you’re telling me that there’s this.. app that allows you to listen to music from any time period? And you can just… download it to your device,” Finn asked the person, finding it hard to believe. “Sorry, I don’t get out much. Family and studies keep me busy,” This new world had so much to offer.

Arabella recognized Finn easily, and the subject that he was talking about would have given him away if she hadn’t. “So it seems that Forks is doomed to have all the Mikaelsons present in town then?” she said, raising an eyebrow wondering why Finn was just learning about apps and downloading music now. She had to admit that he was one of the Mikaelsons that she and her siblings had found difficult to track over the last couple of decades but she assumed that was because he had gone to a different continent, but hadn’t technological advances happened through the same relative time frame? “Finn Mikaelson..” she greeted him, smirking, The Mikaelson family made it much easier for her family to track them when they all came together in the same town. 

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sorcieli‌:

as  her  voice  got  louder  and  she  says  those  three  words,   a  heavy  sigh  leaves  the  youngest.   he  rolls  his  eyes  and  he  drags  a  cushion  over  his  head.    “  yeah,   thanks  bell.    but  that  doesn’t  change  anything  that  happened.    “    while  he  may  not  have  been  hurt  in  the  fire,   it  was  still  a  sensitive  area  for  him  considering  the  prior  events  with  the  same  newcomers.    (   not  that  he  was  aware  the  same  paw  print  was  on  his  scars  and  the  burnt  building   )     “   i  think  i  might  avoid  town  functions  for  a  little  bit.   “

“Maybe. But all I’m saying is it could have. If you three listened to me.” she said, having to slip another dig into the conversation until she felt like she was done griping about it. Just for added good measure she picked up the pillow that Maverick had put over his head, before shoving it back on to her little brother’s head for good measure in a loving sisterly way. “I mean all I’m saying is look at what happened to Brayan -- we have to do something about whoever is behind these attacks.” Arabella said, gesturing towards her laptop where she was trying to get more information on Forks for a possible lead on what was going on. “I’m sorry I’m snapping - you know I hate feeling useless. It’s actually the worst feeling ever. Like, give me a war to fight or a victim to target. Anything but sitting here not knowing anything about this threat.” 

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vlntdlghts‌:

                        the original wolf didn’t remember getting home. in fact, he didn’t remember anything after getting quinn to a paramedic. all the pain in his body made him feel weaker than he’s ever felt.moving hurt. breathing hurt. hell even thinking hurt. he heard ev worrying over him but he couldn’t even open his eyes let alone respond to him. not knowing how much time passed, just aware of the pain that covered his body. it was when he heard his sister voice that he seemed to come to. gasping, brayan grabbed at his heart, feeling as if klaus had a grip on his heart again, TWISTING it slightly, squeezing it. his eyes shot open in shock. “ ara– ” he mumbled out, his gaze turning toward her. even though he was in pain, he need his family to know that he was okay, AND make sure they were okay. “ where’s mav? ” had klaus managed to get to him after he was forced to leave brayan?

It hurt her to see her brother in so much pain, and when he grasped at her heart, Arabella looked frantically at Everan but then her attention went back to Brayan as he opened his eyes and saw her. “Hey... hey, I’m here. We’re all here and we’re okay... don’t worry about us -- what happened?” she asked, wincing at the way her brother looked on the couch, battered and wounded as opposed to how she was used to seeing him. “Who did this to you, Bray? Do you remember?” she asked, slipping little attempts at asking him while just being there for support and anything he might need. At a particularly painful sounding whimper from her brother she could barely take it and held on tightly to his hand. “What can I do, Bray? Just tell me what I can do to make you feel better please.” 

[ferrisbueller]

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@coruscvnts

[arabellagladstone]

Arabella had been one of the last to leave the venue, and would have been home a lot sooner if the idiotic human firemen, thinking that she was about to die of smoke inhalation, hadn’t insisted on doing a medical check, swarming around her like pests. Once Ara had promptly told them that they could let her go and do checkups on each other instead and a signature glare in their direction, she got up and finally made her way back to the house that the Gladstones had taken over for their stay in Forks. 

When she got there, she could already sense that something was wrong, causing her to run the rest of the way and burst through the front door in time to find her brothers gathered around a heavily injured Brayan. “Brayan... what happened?” she asked, directing it towards anyone in the room who could answer her as she knelt by the couch where her younger brother was laying down. “Who did this to him??” she growled, wondering if it had been the same people responsible for the fire. His wounds were deep and the fact that she was seeing him sometime after they had been inflicted on him, made Arabella even more concerned as she looked on at her younger brother, trying to be gentle. “Bray? Bray, it’s Ara...  Can you hear me?” 

@vlntdlghts

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sorcieli‌:

he  doesn’t  want  to  talk  about  it.   anything.  not  how  he  was  attacked,  not  the  fire,  not  anything.   he  sighs  heavily  as  he  comes  into  the  room  and  he  falls  onto  the  couch.  he  looks  over  towards  his  sister  and  sighs  again,  even  heavier.    “  all  of  this  is  crap.  “   and  yet,  he  is  talking  about  it.    “  you  didn’t  get  hurt,  did  you  ?  “    /  @arabellagladstone.

Arabella had been sitting down, legs crossed in a comfortable position on the couch for a couple of hours now, doing some research on her laptop about the history that Forks had with the supernatural, if there was any - online, and through a couple of emails to some experts on the supernatural in Italy. She wanted to know if it was a coincidence that there was so much supernatural activity here and she was trying to figure out a game plan for preventing chaos like what had happened at the ball, from happening again. Arabella looks at Maverick once when he falls on to the couch next to her, and then looks back at her laptop, looking back at him again when he sighed even harder. “No arguments here. I wasn’t hurt.. I was too busy trying to get people out while looking for you and Bray, to get hurt. And for the record,  I would like to take the opportunity to tell you and everyone else with the last name Gladstone in this house, that respectfully -- I fucking told you (all) so. I had a bad feeling about that ball from the start.” she said, getting louder so that her other brothers could hear her statement from their different corners of the house. 

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coruscvnts‌:

                     THERE’S  A  PLAYFUL  ROLL  OF  his  eyes  at  her  words  .  it  was  no  secret  that  the  gladstones  had  enough  money  to  suffice  even  their  great  ,  great  ,  great  ,  great  grandchildren  (  even  if  they  were  all  infertile  now  )  .  there’s  a  shrug  of  his  shoulders  at  her  words  ,  surely  ,  they  held  some  truth  to  them  .      ❝  what  can  i  say  ?  we’re  a  popular  bunch  .  always  invited  to  the  biggest  galas  ,  you’d  think  we’d  learn  a  thing  or  two  by  now  .  ❞      soon  enough  ,  he’s  putting  both  of  their  flutes  down  ,  whisking  his  sister  towards  the  dance  floor  ,  hand  in  her’s  .  it  was  comical  ,  really  .  especially  when  as  children  ,  he  never  thought  he’d  be  as  close  to  his  sister  as  he  was  now  .  they  were  so  different  back  then  .  just  as  his  hands  are  about  to  rest  against  her  upper  back  ,  the  scent  of  burning  wood  fills  his  features  .  never  one  to  panic  ,  he  knows  she  smells  the  same  thing  .      ❝  we’ve  gotta  get  these  people  out  of  here  .  you  get  one  side  and  i’ll  get  the  other  .  try  to  get  as  many  humans  out  of  here  as  you  can  .  i’ll  stay  behind  and  gather  the  rest  .  ❞      he  could  care  less  about  what  happened  to  the  vampires  stuck  here  .

“Here’s hoping.” Arabella said, chuckling and placing her now empty champagne flute into Everan’s hands, glad to not have to carry it any longer. She chuckled and shook her head as she realized that he was leading her to the dance floor and eventually accepted it, placing her hands on his shoulders,·“You’re stuck with me forever, so I would strongly caution you against stepping on my toes - I’m the best at holding longterm grudges.” she was only teasing, but they didn’t even get as far as to dancing one step, when she could smell the fire.·

One look at Everan made her sure that they were thinking the same thing.·“We need to find Mav and Bray.” she added, thinking about her two younger brothers who were probably somewhere in the building as well. Everan had shifted into alpha mode, and she was glad that he did because they all needed some sort of structure in getting as many people out of there as possible.·“I’ll take the left side, and look for them.” she said, throwing another cautionary look at her older brother.·“Ev!” she called out, gathering up the green train of her dress,·“Be careful,”·

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neverlvnders·:

CAREFUL — it could have been a warning or an invitation in this case. lorenzo had defined this word and its meaning over and over with every passing decade. “ i’m always careful, love.” he insisted, his arm outstretched in a small toast to the radiant young woman.

“name three things you’d rather be doing right now. ” the question shot out of nowhere but that was the intention. lorenzo set down on a table beside the pair of them. “ you can’t think, just say them.”

“Really? Well, that’s surprising.” she said, raising an eyebrow at the man who seemed to be well versed in the art of flirting. At least that was the first impression that he gave off. It made her wander what happened when the confidence and smirks wore off, but she toasted him anyway, lifting her glass up to meet his with a gentle c l i n k. 

Arabella didn’t get the chance to answer him as she sniffed the air and instantly made out the distinctive smell of smoke, “You know what, I’ll give you an even better answer. I’d rather be trying to get out of here -- out of the fire that’s about to swallow up this whole building and if you were smart, you’d be trying to do the same thing.” 

[stellina-4ever]

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coruscvnts·:

                     HE  FELT  A  STRANGE  SORT  of  responsibility  to  attend  this  event  .  although  balls  were  definitely  not  in  his  agenda  when  deciding  to  relocate  the  pack  here  ,  everan  figured  this  would  be  the  prime  spot  for  another  disaster  to  strike  .  &  he  needed  to  be  in  the  center  of  it  to  witness  everything  .  but  he  has  to  play  the  part  still  ,  as  a  dutiful  townsman  who’s  just  come  to  drink  his  fair  share  of  champagne  and  dance  with  pretty  women  .  like  his  sister  .  upon  reaching  her  ,  he  offers  her  the  flute  of  champagne  ,  hands  finding  a  home  in  the  pocket  of  his  slacks  .      ❝  you  look  beautiful  ,  bella  .  ❞      are  his  first  words  ,  the  smallest  of  smiles  cracking  in  his  facade  .  but  her  words  cause  a  split  in  his  smile  ,  eyes  peering  out  to  the  ignorant  crowd  .      ❝  nothing  wrong  with  dancing  with  some  wolves  .  we  happen  to  be  great  dancers  ,  you  should  know  .  ❞      his  words  bring  forth  a  teasing  tone  in  his  voice  but  his  face  remains  stoic  .      ❝  besides  ,  if  whoever’s  behind  these  attacks  is  here  ,  they  should  be  smart  enough  not  to  try  anything  with  all  these  humans  around  .  ❞

Arabella could see Everan making his way over to her, and it made her calm down slightly. She never felt like she really had to worry with Everan around, but really that was how all little sisters felt around their older brothers wasn’t it? The unparalleled loyalty, protection and safety? Smiling at her brother and gratefully taking the glass from him, she took a sip. “We’re new to this town... I figured we might as well show these people what we’re made of, and I never did need much of an excuse to buy a designer dress,” she teased, before she took his arm so they could stand together. “Thank you,” she whispered, showing the more understated side of her that not many were privy to. Laughing at his comment about wolves, she rolled her eyes. “Can our dancing skills be attributed to being wolves? Or is it simply the immortality and neverending invitations to balls that we receive that keep us in good practice?” she took a deep breath and sighed, “- your words make sense, but I have a feeling that whoever that person is, isn’t going to make things easy for us here. Whether they strike tonight, or in the future... we need to be ready for whatever comes at us.” 

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neverlvnders·:

“ darling, the only cute things here are you and i, it was more of an expression.” enzo smarted back to the woman, “ shame you’re not having fun honestly i was hoping this place wasn’t full of Mary-Sue’s. “

Arabella smirked. At least this vampire had his confidence intact. She didn’t have to say anything else except the word, “Careful.” as a precaution for his benefit, though she appreciated the rare sighting of a smart comment in this town, “Hm, contrary to what you may believe, no one could expect perfection from this little soireé, so it’s hardly a surprise that it’s come out to be subpar. After all, it’s not a crime to have standards.” she said, sipping from her glass of champagne once more before she shrugged, “I suppose I just hate being bored.” 

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neverlvnders‌:

“ i love a town that knows how to throw a good party - thank you love , “ he commented taking a glass of champagne for himself as he scanned some of the HUMAN partygoers. there had to be one he could drink from before the night was over.

Arabella rolled her eyes as she heard the general statement coming from the man’s lips. Taking note of the way that he scanned the humans in the room, she could make an educated guess that he was a vampire, which lowered the already minimal amount of patience that she had for him. “-- It’s cute that you think this is a good party,” she said, taking a sip of her own drink as she chuckled, “I’ve seen better.” 

[arabellagladstone]

As much as she enjoyed dressing up, Arabella couldn’t help but stand close to the stairs, elevating herself over the rest of the crowd so that she could see any potential threats before they were too far into the event for her to do anything about it. Her mind was on tactics and ensuring that her family was safe, not dancing and having a good time. Her brown eyes glazed actively over the crowd of people, trying to memorize their faces and place them in her mind, when she saw her brother coming towards her with a drink. 

She accepted it, smiling at Everan and sipping from the champagne glass and moved so that he could stand next to her. “Look at them... half of them are humans who don’t know a thing, nor do they suspect it... they have no clue that they’re dancing and chatting amongst vampires, werewolves, witches... and now hybrids.” she said, unsure if she pitied them or envied their ignorance. 

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