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@dutycovet
‘ i’m wiping the slate clean, so i have somewhere to spill all the blood of everyone who has ever wronged me. ’
* twitter meme starters
“that--- seems a little excessive, but--” brows and nose scrunch up momentarily in thoughtful contemplation and concern, fingers pressing together underneath her chin as she draws in a breath to continue.
“. . . i support you in your decisions, even if that particular one seems a bit much.”
* twitter meme starters
‘ i refuse to listen to reason, i have to listen to so much already. ’
‘ if i was famous i would just knock on people’s doors and be like hello, yes, it’s me. ’
*eats a snack while looking for a better snack*
‘ taking a nap is always so risky like when will i wake up? in thirty minutes? in 2 hours? in 3 years? ’
‘ i’m wiping the slate clean, so i have somewhere to spill all the blood of everyone who has ever wronged me. ’
‘ horrified that other people have decided to leave their house tonight. ’
‘ to me, the cookie jar is the modern day treasure chest, and you don’t have to brush off any skeletons to get to it. ’
‘ my morning routine includes 10 minutes of sitting on my bed and thinking about how tired i am. ’
‘ grab your own butt. love yourself. ’
‘ on the moon if you don’t like something you can just throw it upwards into space. on earth if you try to do that the enemy known as gravity gets in the way. ’
‘ my stress stresses me out to the point where i’m too stressed to deal with my stress. ’
‘ don’t worry, password. i’m insecure too. ’
‘ i should have thought about that? you know i don’t think about things. ’
‘ when you live the bart life you say ‘whoa, mama’ to the good and ‘ay, caramba’ to the bad. ’
‘ i got 99 problems but i’m gonna take a nap and ignore them all. ’
‘ i love the sound you make when you shut the fuck up. ’
‘ everything’s my fault when you just look at the facts and information. ’
‘ why insult someone when you can say something nice in a very sarcastic tone. ’
‘ do you like bad boys? ‘cause i’m bad at everything. ’
‘ i never argue. i just explain why i’m right. ’
‘ if robbers ever broke into my house and searched for money, i’d just laugh and search with them. ’
‘ if your family members share one of those articles about how millennials can’t do anything right, consider countering by sharing the page of a below average nursing home or even just a photo of bones with the caption: sooner than you think. ’
‘ yeah, baby, i am an animal in bed. more specifically a koala. i can sleep for 22 hours a day. ’
‘ can i sell my feelings on ebay. i don’t want them anymore. ’
‘ coffee is just baby formula for adults. ’
‘ i think i speak for all of us, just in general. ’
‘ i get ignored so much my name should be terms and conditions. ’
‘ can you lose weight by running away from your feelings? ’
‘ do not beef shame me. ’
‘ later is the best time to do anything. ’
‘ trying to decide if i should spend my evening reading a book or browsing social media for two hours in stomach churning guilt while thinking about how i should read a book. ’
‘ if you cannot handle me at my worst, that is fine. i am a powerful and terrifying thing and all should live in fear. ’
‘ people pretending to be cats is fine and cool but if some sort of huge animal wanted to pretend to be people then everyone is all, ‘please leave the bank’. ’
‘ are you bad wifi ‘cause i’m feeling no connection here. ’
‘ in the mood for a hug and 69 chicken nuggets. ’
‘ some times you spend so much time getting revenge you forget about getting retribution. ’
‘ never underestimate yourself. but also do not overestimate yourself, that’s bad too. ’
‘ you will never be a billionaire but there’s still time to see what they taste like. ’
‘ i don’t say this to everyone but i will barn shuffle dance on your grave. ’
‘ they will never do a live action reboot of your childhood. ’
‘ i could learn a thing or two from this? thanks for the warning, i will avoid it. ’
‘ you would think that wouldn’t you, always with your thinking things. that’s what separates me from you, the thinking. ’
‘ i’m putting free wifi on my gravestone so people will come visit me. ’
‘ sea shells, or the beach’s potato chips, are free to anyone who can find them. ’
‘ learning is the fool’s errand. ’
‘ is your name dunkin’ because i donut want to spend another day without you. ’
@bloodused liked.
when she dances, elijah swears he sees the gods living in her shadow, her eyes, her soul. he has never had much reason to believe in his parents’ gods, nor the gods of the village, but he could learn to worship her.
tatia.
even her name is akin to holiness in his mouth. wild and free, she moves to the beat of her heart around the celebratory bonfire, hair flying around her. just as the ache to fall at her feet and pledge his love to her feels overwhelming, their eyes meet. her grin is like the white of a crescent moon on a dark night. despite reservations, his body moves of its own accord, stumbling toward her even while adolescent mind cringes from the sure embarrassment this will bring.
“ i am not sure i can match the beauty in your dance, tatia. ”
dutycovet:
i lost all my icons when my computer died, BUT like for something maybe?
i lost all my icons when my computer died, BUT like for something maybe?
“ you COVETED the duties of the eldest brother, in which case you had near-on a millennium to fix the problems of this family, and instead produced NINE CENTURIES OF FAILURE. ”
“ you COVETED the duties of the eldest brother, in which case you had near-on a millennium to fix the problems of this family, and instead produced NINE CENTURIES OF FAILURE. ”
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐃𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄. you just had to i n s e r t yourself. all because you had to know her. you took a good girl whose life was headed down the right path and you veered her right into the median. ( 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑖 𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑟. ) 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑. but instead, you chose a total stranger and turned her into something dark.
like for a starter !
“ you COVETED the duties of the eldest brother, in which case you had near-on a millennium to fix the problems of this family, and instead produced NINE CENTURIES OF FAILURE. ”
DON’T underestimate the lengths I’ll go to for the people I love.
“I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.’”
— Courtney C. Stevens (via quotemadness)
“ you COVETED the duties of the eldest brother, in which case you had near-on a millennium to fix the problems of this family, and instead produced NINE CENTURIES OF FAILURE. ”
destinedgreat.
nephilim was not the same. man introduced himself, and child was polite enough to do the same in turn. yet, at his comment, ears prickled. hm. “ it’s not just you. ” came quiet response, turning the page in his book. fingers came to feel over markings and grooves, hesitant. didn’t want to get involved. heard the name, maybe, once. mikaelson. like one of his classmates… hope? a dangerous family, he’d overheard. once upon a time, that would’ve meant a hunt. these days? felt almost hypocritical, didn’t it? he was in the same boat, now… a monster they couldn’t control. even here… didn’t have to see the reactions of others, to know their nervousness. once rumours circulated that death herself brought him here, it was really all downhill from there. “ … they don’t like me much, either. ”
peculiar child, isn’t he? elijah has seen enough of the world to be able to feel the power in a person the instant the original occupies the same room as them. this boy brims with it, yet he speaks softly, politely, as though all he wishes is to avoid drawing attention to himself. though elijah had not thought much of his choice in whom to ask about the strange behavior of the students, he now finds himself interested. jack, the boy had said. deceptively simple name, elijah thinks. do his classmates similarly feel that he is different from them, so much more than his exterior appearance would suggest? it would not be uncommon for youth to reject one of their own just for the reason of not understanding them. “ my reputation, i suppose, is earned. ” elijah concedes. since the mikaelsons came back out of the legends and back into the world, their name has spread through the supernatural community like a curse. “ and what of yours? ”
wclfgirl.
𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐍❜𝐓. 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 it? if someone were to pose her with the same question, of who she was, the list would be endless. where would she begin? likely, she’d start with orphan and lead into wolf. nowhere would her answer be i don’t even know me. then again, the two had led very different paths in life and his was stretched a whole helluva a lot longer than her own, but how could he not know himself in thousands of years? it didn’t make much sense, which was why she wouldn’t accept it even as she pierced at her meal with the prongs of a fork. baby marshall-mikaelson was steadily growing within her, making for some discomfort and a lot of aggravation. the further into her pregnancy, the more of a tyrant klaus became over her womb. go here, don’t go there, stay where you are, don’t move an inch, but go in that direction when i deem it. it might have been an exaggeration, but it was how she felt whenever she was moved around without much consideration given. there was no asking her as much as dictating, which didn’t happen that often with elijah. he actually spoke with her. he wanted to hear her. and her opinion seemed to matter enough for him to entertain her countless questions. “ come on. you’ve gotta have something. outside of being big brother to one hell of a lineage, there’s more to you. how about, if not for being a vampire… what would you have been? what was it like back in your day? you’ve gotta give me something more than not even knowing you. i bet you have some stories that tell of who you are or what you value. ” there was no point in trying to deter her. like a dog with a bone, she had latched on and wasn’t willing to let go anytime soon. “ if you could be human in the snap of a finger, and were told you have no more obligation to this family or me, how would you live out your human days? ”
hayley’s meal set before her, elijah turns to the task of cleaning up. her questions come again, fast, furious, and undeterred by a bit of honesty. indeed, he had spoken the truth, a dark thought that had been growing quietly in his mind for several years. all his life, he has defined himself by one thing and one thing only: FAMILY. even during those dark years after giving up on niklaus, he longed for the remainder of his family, searched for ways to bring them back. not once has he been given over to his own pursuits, lived life for himself. even with this realization, elijah had been startled to find he had no inclination to do anything other than what he had done for the past thousand years: dedicate his life to his family.
“ there is no ‘me’ outside of this family, ” he says quietly, beginning to move the dishes from the stove to the sink. “ without my family, i am not myself. ” for what would be left of him, he does not know. a shadow, perhaps, a collection of purposeless skills and thoughts, but not enough to make a whole man, surely.
yet, at her prompting, an image unbidden comes to his mind. a life that might have been, that he had not dreamed of since his youth, a thousand years ago before the taste of another’s blood had ever passed his lips. tatia, dancing around the fire, braids flying, eyes bright. youthful fantasy it may have been, but once he saw himself marrying her, her child coming under his love and protection as well. a family of their own, children raised with love rather than the too firm hand employed by elijah’s own father. they would find a new village, known not to mikael. growing old together, children bearing grandchildren, a progeny of dark eyed, dark haired children that loved music and dancing, free, happy, and innocent among the trees.
the vision passes back into memory only as quickly as it came. he rolls his sleeves up his forearms as he looks down into the sink, slowly filling with soapy water. that is all it was, a human fantasy, the wishes of a young man who knew not what fate had in store for him. “ even if i wished it, i could not go back to being human. why does this topic interest you so? ”
fcmilysacrificed.
Freya takes her place at his right side, elbows leaning on the handrail. She speaks not, giving him the choice whether he wants to talk about whatever is clearly bothering him. When he speaks, sad but soft eyes land on him.
“One of the things I mourned most after Dahlia took me was that I never got to meet you. Before, I would ask every day when you would be there. When I would finally get to chance with my little brother, protect him.” He knows the story. Her signing, him kicking; but the one she wants to tell today is lightly different. “That never happened, of course – and so I spent our centuries apart imaging who you would grow up to be. I came up with countless tales about you. In most of them, you were blond.” Perhaps it is not time for jokes, but Freya wishes to lighten his mood in any way she can.
“You are nothing like I imagined.” Her eyes trail back towards the city. “You are less perfect. Real. More stubborn. MUCH BETTER. Of course, you made mistakes – gods know many of them we have made together. But you have also taken on a thankless impossible role that should have never been your burden to bear and you have done the best you could with it. We would not be alive today if it was not for you. If your aim was to disappoint me, my brother, I am afraid you could not have failed more spectacularly. Not once have you let me down. Alright? Not a single time.”
as she tells her tale, elijah lets his eyes close, the words washing over him. so long has it been since he thought of himself as a younger brother. despite being the third born, he has always felt the eldest, the one protecting his family from threats both outside and within. even with freya beside him, little brother is not a description he has thought of applying to himself.
he thinks of his own little brothers: niklaus, the paranoid and angry would-be-king, kol, too often put aside even by the family that loves him, and henrik, dead too young but spared the pain of seeing the warping of his family. it seems impossible that anyone could see elijah the way he sees his brothers: with love immeasurable, even when they make mistake after mistake. finn, he knows, feels no such affection for elijah, and, in fact, cannot forgive the mistakes elijah has made, including the sins of the younger ones.
“ we have not all made it through the years, ” he says slowly. eyes drift back open, but he still cannot look at his sister. admitting his own mistakes is no easy feat. in all other subjects, he maintains eye contact, but his own faults do not so easily roll off the tongue. “ our brothers died on my watch. even though they were brought back, i do not feel so easily absolved of their deaths in mystic falls. ” eyes grow distant, and he remembers with anger the events of those days. “ finn and kol died in that town. i should have protected them. i cannot be released from that guilt, above all. some of my mistakes are too great for me to bear. ”
