L I O N H E A R T

❝ I’m constantly tearing my chest apart, searching for a reason why my heart doesn’t beat the way it used to. And I just end up with broken ribs and no answers. ❞

[elenaprice]

austinxturner:

“If you want to dance, all you need is suggest and I’ll bite.”

“That depends on how confident your moves are. I like it when my feet are not being stomped on.”

[elenaprice]

survivormackenzie:

“Really? That’s…that’s awesome!” Mackenzie replied in awe. “I was just kidding, but I guess that worked out pretty well.” She laughed and then nodded, holding up her bottle of water. “I think they hid all the alcohol from me. I couldn’t find anything.”

Elena laughed and shrugged her shoulders. “Don’t underestimate a girl who misses music. Especially when you have nothing else to complain about.” She watched Mackenzie lift her bottle and sighed, looking around for a second before turning back towards the girl. “Okay, they hid it and we’ll find it. We need to be at least tipsy at the end of the night.”

[maybesorrowismygain]

She didn’t sob or wail. Her grief was horribly discreet but as persistent and almost as silent as bleeding from an unstitched wound.

Notes from an exhibition by Patrick Gale, page 36. 

[elenaprice]

survivormackenzie:

“As much as I can without going insane. I think music is one of the things I miss most. Is there a record player somewhere? That’s something we should look into if we don’t have it.” Mackenzie joked with a small smile. Her spirits were surprisingly lifted this evening and she just hoped that everyone would remain civil.

“Actually, I’ve been working to fix one for a while now. Couldn’t do it though and now Thomas is giving me a helping hand. If he fixes it, well, as soon as that happens consider yourself invited to a long music session.” She smiled at the other and lifted her water bottle as in to pledge a toast. “Did you snatch something alcoholic or did you stick to water like me?”

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[elenaprice]

leonkin-g:

“We’d be in a whole different world if you had been okay with it, huh?” he pondered, having an odd image in his mind of himself and Elena, armed and trooping along with his cat friend by their side. He only smiled modestly, looking down when she called herself just lucky and him the helper. 

“I feel like it’s the only purpose I have sometimes. Helping people, I mean. I don’t particularly have a family that I’m fighting to find again, or fighting to defend-hell, these people are the family I’m fighting to defend. Till they came along I was alone, just living for me and truth be told, that didn’t seem like enough to struggle so hard for…” Leon shook his head, as if trying not to let the mood between them get too dark again. “Kicking ass is fun too, so there’s that.”

He smiled wide at the mention of a promise and in a juvenile but meaningful gesture, held out a pinky finger to her, “Promise. On my stripes and tail, I promise.” He commented, accepting the nickname he was given. 

“We probably would’ve became very domestic and comfortable. I can imagine the girl I am right now would want to punch us in the face.” She joked.

“To be honest, I think sharing a bloodline these days isn’t that important anymore. There’s way too many broken families to make that matter. It’s about the people we choose to fight for. They give waking up in the morning a purpose." Meeting all of his people Elena quickly realized how much they appreciated the things Leon did for them which wasn’t really a suprise to her. He always had that special something. “In that case, remind me to kick yours from time to time. It would be my pleasure.” She teased and felt centuries younger talking to him so casually again, almost as if the huge break in the contact never happened.

When Leon lifted his pinky Elena started to laugh and linked their fingers as she leaned forward and whispered. “If you break it I get to chop off your pinky now. You brought that upon yourself.”

[elenaprice]

bellamy-tara:

“I am. It’s nice that everyone is trying, you know? I think that's what most of us wants. Are you having a good time?”

“Yeah, it is. The mood seems a lot lighter. Definitely nice to see everyone getting along better. And I definitely thought it would be worse. So yeah, I am.”

[elenaprice]

london

London - How do you take your tea?

Made by our medics. At least they know what herbs to use and it doesn’t taste like, well, dirt.

[elenaprice]

paris

Paris - Describe your favorite kiss.

To be completely honest with you, I haven’t had many kisses in my life and none of them were groundbreaking enough to even be worth mentioning.

[elenaprice]

hong kong

Hong Kong - What is your earliest childhood memory?

My parents taking me to the museum. I always climbed on all the attractions and then the guards would chase me around the halls. I loved doing that. It’s probably not my earliest childhood memory but definitely one of my favorites.

[elenaprice]

chicago

Chicago - What do you ache for?

Closure. I know that might sound strange but we live in a world where so many things are left unfinished and unsaid. You may be so certain of something and the next it’s just gone. I wish there was something constant in my life so I could claim that it would never leave or fade away. 

[elenaprice]

leonkin-g:

“Unbelievable. I can take down a moving animal from tens of feet away but I can’t seem to get too close to a still fire without hurting myself.” 

“Impressive. How about you keep a safe distance from now on? There are better ways and times to go.”

[daniels-gillies]

[elenaprice]

leonkin-g:

Leon chuckled quietly hearing that she hadn’t quite gotten a pet replacement for him. It meant a great deal to him to hear the rest of her sentiment though and it brought a small smile to his lips. He nudged her right back with his elbow before the playful gesture made his smile grow. “I’m so glad to see you again, you know. I was so fucking worried about you after you left. For a long time after you left I’d get angry at myself at the strangest times for letting you go out there by yourself. Not to say you weren’t capable but I would’ve worried no matter what. And you know, the more time passed the more likely it became that you were dead and it became harder and harder to forgive myself with that possibility being such a real one…” 

He hadn’t meant to darken the mood and so he allowed his lips to turn reassuringly upward again. “I’m so fucking glad to see you again, you survivalist shit. And you’re stuck with me this time, you know that, right?”

Once he started talking the more obvious the sense of guilt became on her face. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left in the first place. It was stupid and a mistake. I should’ve known better and I should’ve listened to what the others had to say. But I was so restless, I felt like I couldn’t stay.” In moments like these she had to swallow her pride. “I wanted to ask you so many times to go with me but I couldn’t. I am okay risking my life but never yours.” She smiled lightly at him. In that moment she wanted to tell him everything. About Samuel and how she was desperate to find him again after he died but instead she met Austin. But her mouth was sealed, just like it had been for the past years.

Elena noticed his gesture to lighten the mood again and accepted it gratefully. “Me, the survivalist shit? I was just lucky, you’re the one who kicked ass and helped others.” She chuckled before only a gentle smile stayed on her face. “This better be a promise, Tiger.”

[elenaprice]

“Enjoying the party? I’m suprised that there’s so little music-less dancing involved.”

[elenaprice]

Las Vegas and Madrid

Las Vegas - Have you ever broken a heart?

I doubt that anyone ever cared or cares enough about me. At least not in a way that would break hearts. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Making others miserable isn’t exactly a hobby of mine. However, I wouldn’t complain if that one doctor I met a few years ago missed me a little bit more than he’d like to admit. He was a good looking man but as shallow as a kiddie pool.

Madrid - Describe your aesthetic.

Seeing everyone I care about safe and sound. That’s it.

[elenaprice]

Toronto

Toronto - Describe your ideal partner.

Someone who understands that sometimes I wouldn’t need them but at the same time wouldn’t let me push them away. That’s important to me. Knowing that I could open up and be myself without having to fear that they would leave me or despite me for the things they see. Someone who would help me carry my flaws and make me feel like I’m more than just a survivor in this messed up world. That would be ideal.