Of course I bit back. I learned to love the moon. I growled at death and made him run.
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@fiercerebekch
Of course I bit back. I learned to love the moon. I growled at death and made him run.
eternalxbarbie:
Caroline was finally starting to feel like herself again. It had been a difficult few weeks, but things were looking up. She was still struggling emotionally most days which was to be expected after the ordeal with Lucien but she had a new project: wedding planning. Caroline was throwing herself into all things wedding related and she’d found it to be the best distraction possible. “I guess that color scheme is really going to depend on the date, isn’t it? I mean, there’s absolutely no way that silver would work for a spring ceremony.”
@sanguishqsstarters
Rebekah carried herself with such confidence and purpose, head held high as if everything was fine. Truth of the matter? It was. Because she made it so. And now she was free, she could have gone anywhere but she came back here, a place she considered her home. Or about as close as it could get. She walks into the café, about to head straight to the counter to order her usual until she heard a familiar voice talking of some ceremony. She wasn’t surprised to find that Caroline was planning some big event, she wouldn’t be Caroline Forbes without a planner attached to her hip. “I suppose that depends on what the ceremony is for.” Caroline hadn’t asked Rebekah her opinion, but has she ever?
rxgclity:
@sanguishqsstarters
“I finally moved all my stuff into my new home and now I’m wondering what to do with my life now,” she said as she rested her head on her hand, “maybe drink?”
A defined brow arches at the woman’s offhand comment, failing to recall asking what it was she wanted to do with her life. “How riveting. Sounds like a pretty sad way to live, if you ask me.”
rxgclity:
@sanguishqsstarters
She had her plans set for if they had to go back to the future. And what were they, you may ask? Go and hide until everything was over with. She knew she would leave her siblings and friends she made but there was just so much more freedom with being in the past. She didn’t want to think about the future and the destruction that had happened. “Ugh,” she groaned, “someone take my mind off of things I’m thinking, please”
“I hear a nice bottle of champagne will do the trick.” It was Rebekah’s go-to when she wanted a break from whatever thoughts plagued her mind, it didn’t take care of the problem permanently, but however temporary it may be she was thankful for those few short hours.
Well, if you’ve come to spend your last moments with your loving daughter, prepare to be disappointed. You should have spent less time plotting my death.
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ofkingmakers:
He was back, but he wasn’t quite him. New bodies always took a bit of getting used to and he wasn’t a huge fan of feeling like he was living in someone else’s skin but for now this was a necessary evil. His safety was compromised the moment that people found out who he truly was; right now, only Katherine knew his true identity. It was a freeing feeling, being able to start over. He took in a deep breath, letting the air slowly fill his lungs and grinning up at the sky. “It’s good to be back.” @sanguishqsstarters
Rebekah wasn’t one to dwell on what had happened to her, the way she saw it, it happened, it was a great time (sarcasm heavy on the great), she overcame it, dealt with it and it was over. Sure, it was a giant inconvenience and she’d like for it to not have happened, but like hell was she going to let them continue to inconvenience her life. Apparently, she wasn’t the only one returning to the quaint town. Light hues shift to glance at him, the excitement practically coming off in waves as he seemingly praised the sky for being back, “And here I was thinking people didn’t love this town that much.” The comment comes easy with a small smirk on lips. For the time that she had Hope, this place became her home. She could have gone anywhere, still could even, but she had a life here.
ofbrokenfaith:
She was getting worse. She could feel it in every part of her that she was getting worse and that she was absolutely reaching a breaking point. Guilt was her best friend at this point and Fallon saw it everywhere. In the faces of the Forbes kids, in the gaping hole in her chest where her love for Tyson and JD and Lucien used to live, in the memory of the look in Sev’s eyes when he learned the truth. More guilt meant the need to forget was stronger and her drug use had skyrocketed. It never seemed to be enough, though. Part of her wondered if this was how rippers felt, like there was this hole in her stomach that would just never fill no matter how many pills she swallowed or powder she snorted. Fallon was almost always covered in a sheen of sweat these days, her body so confused by the insatiable need. Sleep was rare. She could barely keep focus on conversation, her eyes fluttering open as she realized that someone was speaking to her. “I’m awake, I fuckin’ swear.” @sanguishqsstarters
Though she was not a mother, those dormant maternal instincts she always had about herself had come out. The girl before her was an obvious mess, and while, yes, she was awake; she was also dozing off. At that point, whatever conversation they were having beforehand ceased and Rebekah arched a brow as she swore she was awake. “Well, you’re not wrong now, but you are dozing off.” Gentle smile rested upon lips, “You look like you’ve been through hell, love. Why don’t we get you something to eat then take you home so you can get a decent nights sleep?” Surely, there was something going on here but Rebekah was not one to pry.
ofpizza:
He didn’t completely hate McKinley. They were apparently not far from his birthplace, not that Brett remembered it. He’d been only six months old when his mom passed, and foster home after foster home had taken him in until Kol and Davina had finally found him. He had probably been too old to be adopted at that point, but the act was more about the sentiment behind it than anything else. He was their family and he was proud to be so. What he liked most about this tiny little town was easily Danny’s Diner. That man knew how to make a pancake like none other. “Anyone who says The Grill beats this place in quality is sorely mistaken.” @sanguishqsstarters
She didn’t expect for her life to get so crazy once she handed over Hope to Nik, though she did have to give them brownie points for at least waiting until she was no longer in the presence of an innocent child. That would have ended in a blood bath that she’d like to keep AWAY from her precious niece. A chime of the door is rang out as the blonde steps into the diner, being met with the warmth of the kitchen and aroma of the food being cooked. She could really go for a bite - and not the kind she usually went for, she dealt with that before she returned. “I do have a soft spot for this place.” She was inclined to agree.
✧.* { CLAIRE HOLT & SHE/HER & CISFEMALE & 18/1000+ } is that REBEKAH MIKAELSON hanging around town ? I wonder if they want to know what the future holds, as for right now, they are a NEW LOCAL TO MCKINLEY ? i’ve heard they can be pretty BRASH. how typical for a ORIGINAL VAMPIRE. i guess they must rely on their COMPASSIONATE side shining through. rumor has it they’re trying to hide AFTER KLAUS CAME TO MCKINLEY FOR HOPE, UNKNOWN TO REBEKAH SHE HAD A TARGET ON HER BACK AND AS SOON AS SHE WAS NO LONGER WITH A CHILD, THEY ATTACKED, but that’s probably just noise…
#SAVAGE AF
Rebekah Mikaelson aka Queen of the Catwalk.
endless list of female characters: rebekah mikaelson, the vampire diaries. did that hurt? having someone you love drive a dagger through your heart? welcome to the last 900 years of my life.
Meanwhile we’re here breathing and what are we doing?
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Rebekah 500% done