𝕸𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖑 𝕲𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖗𝖉. ⚜

marcel gerard !   /   est 2015.  re-established 2018.   /   penned by sugar !

[nolasking]

i couldnt deal w my messy tags so tag drop !

[incorrect-romanogers-quotes]

You know what they say: a little childhood trauma builds character.

Natasha Romanoff, regarding her childhood (via incorrect-romanogers-quotes)

[nolasking]

i’m  finally  gonna  throw  down  a  starter  call !

[kirayuimuras]

[melamemea]

misc. angst. // sentences .

“ I just wanna feel something. ”

“ Can you really judge me for being this way? ”

“As if you were any better! ”

“ You don’t understand what it’s like, you really don’t. ”

“ Oh yeah? You know what? Fuck you. That’s what. ”

“ There is so much pain, and I… I don’t know how to not notice shit. ”

“ I hate what I see. ”

“ I wish I had never met you. ”

“ Do you think I’ll ever be as pretty as her/him ?”

“ You don’t need to pretend to give a shit about me just because people are watching. ”

“ Fuck you. ”

“ Where were you !? ”

“ Get the fuck out! ”

“ I can’t look at you right. ”

“ What do you want from me, ( Name ) !? ”

“ I can’t do this anymore. It’s over. Leave me alone. ”

“ Nothing is going to change. Nothing. Get that into your head. ”

“ Trust y o u ? I did trust you ! And you broke my heart ! ”

“ I gotta go. ”

“ You know what? Fuck this. I’m out. ”

“ Life is one fucking beauty contest after another, fuck that. ”

“ Suddenly i’m not good enough for you, is that it? ”

“ I don’t know how to change it. ”

“ I’m so scared that this feeling won’t ever go away. ”

“ I feel like shit when I’m alone, I feel like shit when I’m with you; nothing is going to change, not even you make me happy anymore, so what’s the fucking point, huh? ”

“ It’s fine. It’s not like you belonged to me to begin with. ”

“ Do me a favor? Stop calling me pretty because it makes me uncomfortable. ”

“ It hurts — because it mattered! At least to me, but… ”

“ Why… do nice people choose the wrong people to date? ”

“ We accept the love we think we deserve. ”

“ I can’t be with you. I won’t be with you. ”

“ You’re all I have! ”

“ Stop blaming me for your mistakes !”

“ What do you want me to do then!? ”

“ Looking at you is a constant reminder of how I fucked up. So could you please… please just… go away? ”

“ I understand what it’s like to be different. ”

“ I’m very different. ”

“ I’m damaged. ”

“ Everyone leaves. It’s okay. I’m cool with it. ”

“ What do normal people do when they get this sad? ”

“ Because of what you did — I’m damaged! ”

“ I’m too fucking sick of the world. ”

“ Why is this so hard ? Jesus christ… ”

“ I can’t remember the last time I felt this… bad. ”

“ I guess I saw it coming, but I chose to ignore it. I chose to look away because I thought… I thought that this time would be different. What a joke. ”

“ I’m never the one. ”

“ Your choice is simple, her/him/them or — me. I’m sure she’s / he’s / they are great, but I… I love you.”

“ Oh… you’re staying with her/him/them. ”

“ I’m in love with him. ”

“ You knew this was going to happen, and you fucking let it — do you… do you even have a heart? ”

“ You’re so fucking cold. ”

“ I need you to need me back! ”

“ I really do hope that you’re happy. ”

“ I try — so hard… and… I’m never the one.”

“ He’s an asshole, he just can’t hide it anymore. ”

“ Jesus Christ (name) , could you just… do something?”

“ I’m sorry! I can’t help it! I don’t even want it!”

“ That was your fault. ”

“ Why can’t you admit that you can’t stand what I am !?”

“ I’m upset! ”

“ Do you have any idea… what you’ve put me through? ”

“ I’m sorry I’m not the perfect person you want me to be! ”

“ You must have all the answers then. ”

“ I’ll figure it out. ”

“ Don’t come running to me when you change your mind. It’s over. I’m done. ”

“ Don’t ever call me again. ”

[nolasking]

“actually… i just miss you.”

          ❛   you left me !    ❜     he  blurts  out,    eyebrows  knitting  towards  the  other  in  anger  as  he  finally  turns  on  the  heels  of  his  feet  to  look  back  at  the  blonde.     ❛   you  don’t  get  to  miss me.  ❜    

[nolasking]

"Didn't know this city was owned by you. I didn't see your name written on the welcome sign."

          ❛   yeah,   we’re  still  lookin’  about  getting  that  fixed.   in  time,   maybe.   but  just  ask  around,   speak  my  name  and  the  people  of   this  city,    my  city,   will  tell  you.    ❜

[nolasking]

“don’t you dare walk away.”

           ❛   oh  so  what,   you’re  the  only  one  who  gets  to  walk  away?   nu uh,   i’m  not  playing  by  your  stupid  rules  anymore,   rebekah.    you  made  your  choice  pretty  damn  clear  on  what  you  wanted  and  that  was  clearly  not  me.   so  i’m  sorry,   i’m  not  doing  this  again.   i’m  done  playing  cat  and  mouse  with  you.    ❜     he’s  about  to  walk  away  but  then  he  goes  to  correct  himself,      ❛  no,  you  know  what?   i’m  not  sorry.    ❜

[theoriginals-gifs]

Niklaus kept his word. Marcel controls the Quarter. There he has founded a new fight gym in the old St. Anne’s Church where he tests the mettle of those who wish to join his vampire community. Elijah has begun joining him for sparring. I believe it helps him work through his anger. And he has much anger.

[nolasking]

icb all my tags are still here lmfao.   fucking hell.   looks like they’re just gonna remain Extra.

[nolasking]

Everything that happens in the Quarter is MY BUSINESS. ❞

       marcel gerard from cw’s the originals.   /   est 2015.  re-established 2018.   /   penned by toto !

[ohmyklaus]

Thank you for holding on to this.

[themarcellusgerard]

[ohthevillains]

Klarcel - “Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.”

[an-exotic-writer]

five word prompts

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

"just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

"really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

"zero fucks given. next please.”

[icebluecyanide]

I thought you came asking for my forgiveness, but you like it better this way don’t you? Me owing you. And all that pretty fairy tale about me being part of the family. That only works if you’re in control. Klaus Mikaelson, smiling down like a benevolent king. Showing mercy to all his subjects. But you still have to be the king! Don’t you? The thing about kings, though - eventually they all fall. Even you, Klaus.

[starredsoul]

How does a monster become a monster? It starts with love, always love, and they ate it in greedy handfuls, back when they were whole and beautiful and the light waltzed on their skin like stars. It starts with sin, always sin, like fingerprints on the spine, like a devouring, like singing while Eden floods, like singing with fists in their mouths. Before a monster is a monster, it is swollen with love, it presses sin flush against the wall, it pretends that it knows what to do with its hands. And then the love vanishes, it is plucked right out of their mouths, and the monster is desolate, and the monster is withering, and all that is left is sin and a gaping hole where the heart should be, overgrown and abandoned, stars spilling out.

Emily Palermo, And Maybe I Haven’t Been Kissed in a Long Time (via starredsoul)