the enemy is within me

ELENA KELLER " I am a secret. I am lie. I'm the weakness I despise. Let the fear consume you, then force it out. Remember that it's not true. "

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henry.

“I was really excited for this thing until I realized just how terrible I am at dancing!”

‘ so ?? you don’t need to be GOOD at dancing to have FUN ! come on, show me those moves. ’

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hannah.

“Can I go home yet? I really, really feel awkward and I don’t dress up like this at all.” The girl sighed, motioning  to the lengthy gown she adorned. Not to mention her heels were killing her.

    a pout appeared on soft features. ‘ oh, come on, one little dance won’t kill us. ’ she begged her only company. ‘ at least stay for a drink ! it can be FUN, i promise. ’

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max.

“They certainly upped their game since the last grand event. Made it quite a bit more intriguing with those mask? Make people wonder, instead of just playing open cards right away. Certainly there will be trouble tonight” Max mused as she gazed at the crowd, carefully observing few of the people standing near her. “But yet the game still remains boring for now.- I need a drink”

    elena was standing nearby the female during her musing moment. the other was doing quite a lot of speaking, leading elena to believe she was speaking to her. not wanting to be rude, she turn to face her and smiled. ‘ why not do something to CHANGE it ? you could always go dance ? ’

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so, i was going to get on today but i just lost a job due to the accident i had (injuries i receive) so i’m kind of not in the mood to write. sorry for any plotting messages or owed starters i promised. i’ll get on once i feel better. 

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i’ma go watch an episode i missed before coming back and attacking the starter tag. by now, i’m sure everyone knows i hate making open starters bc i suck at them >.> sOOOO if you want a closed starter from either elena or tobia then like this mf :))))))) ( if you have a preference then let me know )

if you want to ploT COME AT ME SON

seriously. i need the person that would have helped elena sneaked out of her house/helped her out. i also want her to pull a cinderella move on someone and leave them hanging lmao so liSTEn we can come up with something. same with tobias. boy needs to loosen up ;) he needs a reason to be at the pawty, since the boy doesn’t know the definition of #Fun. Prob supernatural related (for now i’m saying he’s hunting someone down) buT JUST COME AT ME :)))

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elena keller masquerade attire !!

                         ‘ oh, little girl, how long do you think this will LAST ? 

                  how long will you be the princess you always wanted to be ? 

                 for how long can you pretend to be something ( you are not ) ? 

                                                   can you even do it ? 

                            TICK TOCK ; time is not your friend tonight.  ’

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freya.

          “ — i CAN do my best, i’m pretty good at the game.” she laughed, shaking her head slightly. keeping a ten year old happy and boredom free always resorted in games and of course she’d let her baby boy win, but she was a master at kids games. “— he is.” she smiled again, this time it was wider, PROUDER, as dainty fingers combed through his hair, part of her was waiting for the judgemental stares and slurs, but she was too proud of him to hide the fact.

          a look of shock was feigned. hand dramatically placed over her heart. ‘ is that a CHALLENGE, my friend ? ’ a smile broke through the charade. it had been too long since she had played any type of physical game. every time she had attempted she would hear a chorus of  “ don’t strain yourself elena “ behind her. that’s why she had restore to the adventures she could do while sitting down with a book. RESENTMENT resided within her, that was for sure. a child deserved to be, well, a child. the sight of the one before her reminded her that. she ENVIED him. elena envied the proud smile that the mother wore. she had never gotten a smile like that. still, lips curled into a sweet smile. ‘ he’s gorgeous. just like his mother ! could i, possibly, get the honors of getting both of your names ? ’

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annalei.

Annalei used to be so proud, but maybe she had beaten that out of herself during her travels. The things she used to guard with gates to her heart no longer seemed so important anymore. Pitiful to some, but others saw it as modesty. It didn’t matter. How could it when things weren’t as clear cut as she wanted them to be?

“You want to know what I gave to find my sister?” She asked, her voice taking a a rough tone. At this point, she didn’t care if she’d get an answer from Elena. “I slept with her.” And that led to an empty grave with her sister’s name on it. Clementine was a walking corpse and she was too late. “I’d do it again if it means that I’ll make things right.” But two wrongs didn’t make a right. 

     the human girl didn’t know what she had been EXPECTING upon given the question. what was the worst thing someone could make another do ?? do some illegal act. that was the worst thing that she could come up with. the answer she got was far worse. eyes widen ; lips parted in shock ; eyebrows furrowed. 

                                  was it SHOCK or ANGER that she was feeling ? 

     elena could BARELY BREATHE, but somehow her breath hitched even more. eyes grew soft and MOTHERLY as she looked at the girl before her. a silence stretched between them as it processed. eventually, she shook her head slowly, and took a step forward. all thoughts about herself were shoved to the side as she stepped forward. pale hands reached for annalei. only one thing was in her mind ; WORRYING her. she needed to know. 

                                                                   ‘ did she hurt you ? ’

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carlisle.

                     he swung down from the branch , coming to a graceful stop a mere couple inches in front of her. he loomed over her , not seeming to mind his partial nakedness.  ❝ i apologize , am i making you uncomfortable ?  ❞ his expression was polite , but it wasn’t difficult to figure out that he was amused.  ❝  && it almost sounds like you are calling me heavy.  ❞

body froze when he ended up mere inches from her. breath was involuntarily held. almost afraid that if she made any moment, she would end up TOUCHING him. the truth was embarrassing for the smaller girl to admit : she had N E V E R seen someone shirtless this close up. wide eyes were quite literally staring straight at his chest and cheeks began to fluster with bashfulness. ‘ uh --- no. ABSOLUTELY NOT. you, making me uncomfortable by exercising ? that just RIDICULOUS. ’ she laughed, trying to play it off cool, finally taking several steps backwards. ‘ almost as you thinking i’m calling you heavy. i mean, you are. you could probably squash me like a bug. ’ that sounded a lot better in her head. ‘ i mean --------- um...---- i’m elena ! nice meeting you. if i ever need a personal trainer, i know who to come to. ’ elena deemed it time to change topics. at least before she made a FOOL of herself. 

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nathan.

The silhouette in the distance became a little clearer the longer he had her in the spotlight; it was just some chick with an … oxygen tank? Her little shriek was actually a relief; it meant she hadn’t been there long enough to see what he had been doing. He could skip the interrogating and go straight to the damage control. “Relax. I’m not a serial killer and I’m not a ghost …“ Nathan paused, tilting his head to the side as he gave it some more thought, the sound of his engine running providing ambient noise in the background. “ –- but I guess that’s exactly what a serial killing ghost would say.” 

By the look of it, she was already scared enough without his teasing and he couldn’t blame her. Late night. Urban legends. Guy with a truck. It was the setup to a slasher flick and convincing her otherwise would be difficult. Why should she trust him? For all she knew, he was exactly what she was afraid of. It was hard to see the risks of being out at night from the viewpoint of somebody that hadn’t been exposed to the supernatural, someone that was the prey. What was more terrifying? Their imagination or the darkness itself? To a hunter, vampires and werewolves weren’t anything more than a nuisance. Nathan was afraid for a completely different reason –– getting CAUGHT.

“Are you lost? It’s just that people don’t usually take scenic walks at night.”

lips parted but no sound came out. despite having visibly relaxed, she could still sense the fluttering wings of her heart. 

                                    they always look normal in the stories elena

but they were just stories. that was her mantra as she stood before the speaking male. PALE and FRAGILE hand clutching the handle of her tank tightly. her W I L D imagination becoming her worst enemy at the moment. but, they were just stories. those creatures were just fairy tales. stories to scare FOOLISH LITTLE GIRLS like her. so, in her attempt to be brave, she let out a chuckle. it sounded forced and awkward. ‘ not funny, ’ she finally commented to his teasing comment. careful breaths were taken. calculated once overs were given. she naturally wanted to trust him. that’s just who she was. 

that was just a bit hard with the SHADOWS looming over her. it was so hard to ignore the scene they were standing in. she was a sick girl out in the nowhere with some dude asking her if she was lost. she had ever right to be scared, at least she thought so. still, she attempted to cover up the truth. ‘ what ? NO ! ’ the response came TOO FAST and too high pitch to be truthful. ‘ i’m not lost. the night sky is just fascinating. ---------------------- okay, i’m lost. my phone is also dead. i just hope i’m not next. i guess that just depends if you’re my knight in shinning armor or, you know, a creature that goes BUMP in the night. ’

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henry.

“That’s a very fair response. There are many very good songs out there. It’s  hard to pick just one but Meghan Trainer just has my heart.”

               " Quite honestly, the only Meghan Trainer song that I’ve actually listen to is ‘ No ‘. The feminist in me loves that song. “

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pandora. 

LYING was sinful & bad; you should not do it, especially to your parental figures— this is what she was RAISED to believe in, and in the depths of her core, she did. which was why the RAVEN HAIRED maiden wore a look of sorrow & bewilderment upon her features. but if the truth could hurt… should we not soothe it? should we not RIP OFF the thorns before giving one a rose?

her HEART was aching as of late— struggling with faith, DESIRE, hope... there were MORE reasons than one, all to which contributed for the state of mind she was in, allowing for her to STARTLE! oh so easily; reddened cheekbones BURN with instant shame, bashful features & mouth curled into a perfect ‘o’, hands clutching to her phone tighter. 

❛ i-i… ❜ what EXCUSE was there to give? she was a poor liar, even more so in real life. ❛ i.. didn’t REALIZE you were… ❜ oh, this was embarrassing. ❛ m-mother can be a tad… difficult. it-it wasn’t a complete LIE i… i don’t know. ❜

the book was lowered slowly. revealing CHARCOAL color eyes and a FRIENDLY smile. at the sight of the bashful features that greeted her, she felt bad. it had never been her intention to make someone uncomfortable. the human girl just had this tendency to play and mess with people a little too much. perhaps MAKING UP for the lack of something...---

“ hey,” she began, “i’m not judging.” elena was noone to judge her. while her father was the BIGGEST lying scumbag, she had been raised with certain principles. lying was bad, she knew that much. sometimes, lying was just so much BETTER, though. what was even worse ? she didn’t lie to help the other. she did it to help herself. 

“there is not a single person on this planet that has not lied to their parents. we ALL lie, in fact.” 

  or, maybe, that’s just the way she made herself feel better. 

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me: finds this gif

me: wants to change elena’s fc

also me: hOE DON’T DO ET 

lowkey me: hoe doe et. 

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celia.

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“Then why don’t you come with me?”

    " --------------- is it dangerous ? “

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freya.

          the JOKE was evident in the brunette’s tone and freya was thankful she could pick it up with ease. “if not, you don’t know my name, so you won’t find me.” she returned jovially, smiling, her fingers stroked through the little boys orange hued locks as she spoke with the woman. “— it does save quite a bit of fights.” she agreed, however her family weren’t argumentative people her ex husband was, and so was she. 

           "------------ you can run, but you can’t hide.” she said in the utmost serious tone and face. her words were anything but that. “I’m sorry to tell you, but you’re looking at an EXCEPTIONAL seeker. never lost a game of hide and seek in my youth.” a smile began to break through. nose wrinkled as a little chuckle made her shoulders rise. gentle eyes shifting to the little boy that she was with. “is that your son ?”

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fletcher.

          “ — MAYBE i am from that time.” or much earlier was closer to the truth, but the woman didn’t need to be startled too much by that fact. “maybe, i’ve simply been reincarnated and i REMEMBER it all.” he teased, while he was playful, he was genuine, from his smiles to his words. “well, just elena, you are the prettiest princess i’ve ever laid eyes on, and you’ve granted me permission to escort you today.” he was playing it up a little thickly, but his smile never faltered. “fletcher lukkason, pleasure to meet you.”

                    “pleasure is all mine, fletcher.” for once, the words were truly genuine. the rest was all a playful mixture of lies and truths. while elena was an EXCEPTIONAL liar - being able to keep up a charade for a long time - there were still some things she could not control. like the blush that creep into her cheeks. it was not hard to get the brunette fluster, that much was obvious. and in her flustered state, she began to ramble. “but, ACTUALLY, the prettiest princess to have ever existed was actually elizabeth romanova. she was deemed a saint and the most beautiful princess of europe by a lot of people. they even built a STATUE of her ! which is understandable, because not only was she beautiful, but she did a lot of GREAT deeds during her reign. did you know that after her husbands’ death, she went off to build a convent. how could is that !?“

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valencia.

‘ oh my gosh ! i’m so sorry ! ‘ The young wolf hadn’t noticed the tubes, partially because she’d been too infatuated by the bustling crowds moving along the pavement. Shoving the cigarette’s into her jacket pocket she shook her head. ‘ you don’t have too, i’m sure i can handle another few hours without one. ‘

             a bashful smile crossed her features at the apologies she was getting tired of. not their fault, so she showed none of those negative emotions. “don’t apologize. it’s okay, really. most people don’t notice until i’m right in their face.” she dramatically rolled her eyes and shrugged, attempting to be playful. “this my sound odd, but i kind of ENVY you right now.”