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Don’t ever start shipping a blonde and a brunette
me, advising my future kids. (via cophineposts)
»Seriously? Long hair? What happened in New Orleans to make yourself get a wig?«
"Excuse yourself Miss Forbes? You might be miss Mystic Falls but that gives you no rights to ask questions no matter how ridiculous they might be."
Cosima Niehaus Crazy scientist Member of the 'clone club' {I track the tag nixhaus} {Selective and...
Open to this verse
“So are doppelgangers, more common than I thought? Could’ve sworn, I just talked to you, literally six or seven seconds ago.”
"Or perhaps you are loosing your mind. You wouldn't be the first doppelganger to do so."
…And please remember that you were beautiful before he told you that you were.
(via safeguards)
Ed Sheeran | Stay With Me (Sam Smith Cover)
NEVER REBLOGGED SOMETHING SO FAST.
SLAY ED SLAY
Glory and Gore ( Klaus and Alexis )
Alexis was sitting her legs crossed as she sipped her wine looking at the blank canvas. She closed her eyes and sighed softly getting up. She decided to go for a walk in hopes of getting her creative juices flowing. She was so frustrated by her art block. She went to the bar and sat down her head in her hand, ’ A scotch on the rocks S’il vous plait…’ She muttered as she looked at her sketch book trying to will her drawing muse to work for her.
A lot had been going on in the hybrid's life through out the past months, that was no secret. At least not within the city of New Orleans. So there he was.. Niklaus was sitting in a bar trying his best to drown his thoughts and speculations with the golden liquor, bourbon. Until a woman walked up to him in the bar. "You look like today has been rough, love."
“Blood makes you related but loyalty makes you family.”
[ backstabbingwanker ]
”You smell like death and whiskey, how about stay about ten feet away.”
"how about you NO? you know what? I think you should take a step closer."
theoliviathompson
Start a fight… that was the issue, wasn’t it? The man she now shared a life with refused to fight with her. Whatever she said became law; she spoke, he listen and eventually agreed. Even when he did not, he pretended to for her sake. And Liv felt… numb. Everything inside her seemed to have died the minute she gave Klaus up and nothing - and no one - seemed capable of resurrecting her.
His question made her eyes drift towards the living room where the young man sat. He was… proper. Everything about him screamed that very safe, very boring word. No, he probably wouldn’t make much of a fuss even if he figured out who she was on the phone with. However, to get to that point, he would have to realize she was on the phone and he seemed to be momentarily occupied with paperwork.
❝ Careful now… Might leave me thinking that you actually care. ❞
Liv released a quiet chuckle, the first she had produced in quite some time. Well, the first genuine one, at least. She found herself pacing along the kitchen, fingertips grazing the surface of her counter as to keep her less focused on the fact that she had actually called him after her first failed attempt.
❝ I wouldn’t worry about him. He’s… whipped. I guess. ❞
The small of her back pressed to the counter as she leaned against it, flattening her free hand against the surface while pausing briefly.
❝ I just called to check on you. The wolves were talking about explosions and I just wanted to make sure. —- even if it is no longer mybusiness. ❞
He had been an idiot and he knew it. Letting the one person, beside his own brother that noticed just a hint of hope and humanity in him go, but he had no choice. At least not inside his own delusional mind where everyone eventually leaves. Niklaus was just beginning to be oka-- to be somewhere near accepting towards the fact that he no longer 'possesed' the wonder of Olivia Thompson, not that she was ever truly his to keep. As Rebekah had earlier used to sooth her own heartaches by saying: 'Everything happens for a reason', but even though he had been desperately searching for that one reason it just wasn't there. It was too late now though... No matter what his head or heart said, she had found another man, and if there was something the Original hated more than loosing it was sharing, even things that were never his to keep. Just like Liv.. "I suppose that you are right. It is NONE of your business."
I can't sleep || {open}
“I can’t sleep…”
Eliora looked at the person. Normally she wasn’t one to open up, but she felt like if she didn’t what she was keeping inside would kill her. It was toxic and poisoning and she needed it to stop. The nightmares were worse than ever, and she just needed them to stop.
”I’m afraid — I’m afraid that when I open my eyes I’ll be back in the dungeon, waiting, hoping that my own father wouldn’t come down to continue torturing me. I ca—”
Niklaus was somewhere about a hundred procent sure he was alone that night, he had to be. The compound was dead quiet, just as if it had been a somewhere near normal family living in there. The hybrid was staring longingly at the canvas as if he was waiting for some sign. A sign telling him that this night would be different and that he wouldn't wake up to the feeling of drowning i his thoughts and past. Though a quiet noise and a small voice broke the silence. "Your so called father isn't worth thinking about. He never cared and he never will, if those are not the words your searching for I believe Elijah's room is just around the corner."
backstabbingwanker
My precious Ida is sad.
There’s only one solution.
brb flying to Denmark~
You know that you seriously keep me alive and somewhere near okay, right?
ugh I miss my Lydia and I have urls saved.... We all know where I'm headed... Someone should stop me.
Fuck your soft words. Compare me not to stars But to storms, to hurricanes and typhoons. See me not for my beauty and fire See me for the natural disaster I am. Fuck your soft words Because I am not soft.
- “margot” l.w. 00:21
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ask me my top six anything
At the top of my head here are some of them.notthesmartbrother, wickedfatality, awesomevampireelena, karmaashcrxft, msmysticblondie, tomxvery, ofnoxiousness, sweet-singinglittleredbird.
our logic. hxnorable, awesomevampireelena, backstabbingwanker