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Today is my birthday! I’m going out to dinner shortly but I’ll be on tonight. So like for a short thing when I get back???

[always-on-fire-for-sara]

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“wasn’t meaning to intrude.” he says, a small shrug of his shoulders. but still he’s sitting down next to her. keeps a space between them. he’s skittish about contact now. like something might happen. weighty. but he lets out a small breath of a laugh. “meteor shower, huh? don’t think i’ve ever seen one of those. when’s it start?”

❝ it’s all good. ❞ she doesn’t mind the company in the slightest, it’s a welcome distraction from the thoughts in her mind.  ❝ never huh? well you are in for a treat. we could see something as soon as in the next fifteen minutes or it could be an hour. ❞

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                 seeing rose, standing there in all her golden hourglass BACKSTABBING glory is like a punch to the gut. rebekah nearly CHOKES on the macallan scotch at the back of her throat. surely someone is playing a cruel joke on her. this traitorous street rat is not sitting at her table. no. not on the biggest night of the year. rebekah smoothes out the front of her versace dress, looks the witch right in the eyes, and puts on a close-lipped smile —- only for the sake of their host.  ❛ ms. mathers, ❜  it’s forced. but it seems to do the trick, and soon enough the woman that’s led rose to her seat leaves them be. only then does rebekah’s tone take a turn for theHATEFUL.  ❛ the original LEECH, still alive and well. i’ve got to say, i’m surprised. i thought for sure you’d be rotting in an unmarked grave somewhere by now. ❜

she’s as GORGEOUS as ever even with those HATEFUL blue eyes turned on her. if she is to DIE tonight she can’t picture a more BEAUTIFUL way to go after over three hundred years alive. they’re alone now and yet she’s still BREATHING, that has to COUNT for something. or perhaps she has to THANK the fact that they are in a CROWDED room for that.  ❝ some PARASITES are certainly harder to KILL than others. i fancy myself a SURVIVOR more than a LEECH but if that is what TICKLES your fancy than so be it. ❞

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★ KLAUS {@anditsxsorrows }

❝ last time i decided to MESS with somebody’s MEMORIES they ended up in a psych ward so EXCUSE me if i am hesitant to try again. ❞

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★ REBEKAH {@everflaming }

the evening bonfire RAGES on and while most CROWD around it she keeps her distance from the flames. her skin has already been SCORCHED by it once and she has no DESIRE to experience it again.  ❝ it’s probably STUPID that i’d rather be AFRAID than make myself FORGET but chances are that i might turn myself into a vegetable. ❞

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★ KIT { @tothedevilsshow }

❝ i see you found my FAVORITE hideout. you’re welcome to join me. the taurid meteor shower is tonight and you have to ADMIT there would be no GREATER view of it than right here. ❞

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★ NOELLE { @spiralhearted }

❝ i’ve got a HANDFUL of snacks and movies and have no DESIRE to do anything else but be LAZY today. you in? ❞

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★ CALLIE { @slightcfhand​ }

❝ humans are always going to FEAR what they don’t know and because of that they HUNT the likes of us down or try to OPPRESS us. took me a long time to REALIZE that i don’t want to HIDE anymore. ❞

[mariasgf]

[ohlexa]

[fillianore-moved]

minor goddesses  1/12  ▻  hecate is the greek goddess of sorcery, often referred to as the “queen of ghosts”; she is variously associated with the moon, magic, witchcraft, crossroads, entrance-ways, knowledge of herbs and poisonous plants, ghosts and necromancy.

[pretcndera]

          ready or not, here i come, you can’t hide. gonna find you & take it slowly.

                    ready or not, here i come, you can’t hide. gonna find you & make you want me.

     A PRIVATE, SEMI-SELECTIVE MULTIMUSE BLOG WITH CHARACTERS FROM STRANGE THINGS, THE ORIGINALS & MANY MORE! ALL ADORED BY NIA. 

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★ REBEKAH { @fiercerebekah​ }

new york was a CITY unlike the many she had INHABITED before. there was no city like it, which drew her to it even more. a city filled with ENDLESS possibilities. where she was just a face and not a name. at least to MOST of new york. she had found a NICHE among the upper new yorkers. while there were some she DEFENDED in the court of law, many more attendees of tonight’s gala were in her POCKET. turns out the rich and powerful always wanted something more. and rose CAPITALIZED on fulfilling their wishes and desires in EXCHANGE for favors. tonight was only about fun. the gold silk dress CLUNG to her features in all the right ways, showing just the RIGHT amount of skin. a flute of champagne rested in her hands as she moved gracefully toward her table for the evening. her name brought a TURN of her head toward the source, almost DROPPING the glass on the floor in surprise. it’s not who called her name that has her WIDE-EYED and STARING, it’s the woman standing on her left that she’s currently being INTRODUCED too. rose is quick to pull herself together and put on her best poker face.  ❝ ms. mikaelson. it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. ❞

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                                              He wasn’t sad anymore, he was numb                                                         and he knew, somehow                                                             numb was worse.

                                                         (       joneshead        )

[elizabeth-forbes]

Alicia Clark in ‘Shiva’ 

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★ ERYKAH { @littlcsorrow }

❝ my mother was a serial KILLER and my father was the FOOLISH drunk who blindly did her and her kind’s bidding. sometimes that makes me WONDER what does that make me? am i my mother’s daughter or my father’s? am i DOOMED to become them or is there a GOD after all that allows for SALVATION from the sins of thy parents. ❞