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Kyle Valenti in 1.03 Tearin’ up My Heart

#vanity ;; an apocalypse wrapped in wolf fur

✹☾✮ ( michael trevino. cis male. he/him ) It seems that TYLER LOCKWOOD, the 24 year old WEREWOLF, has been summoned from the dead. Their loved ones in town always talked about them being LOYAL + PROTECTIVE, and are remembered the most around metal chains rattling and reflecting moonlight, car speeding down a dark empty highway, crumpled papers strewn around the room. Careful, they might be more AGGRESSIVE + VENGEFUL now that they’re back.

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“You know…you kind of seem familiar-” Kol pointed at the male with the french fry in his fingers. Something about him even if he couldn’t place it right that very second. “How about we do this? Do you know me?” He figured if it was a case of lost memory than at least he could be informed.

notyourlittlcbitch

Perhaps Kol was not the last Mikaelson he wanted to have the misfortune of meeting, but nobody in that fucking family was anyone he wished to meet at all. He shrugged his shoulders as he took a sip of his drink pretending not to know who he was and simply looked the other up and down. “You kinda remind me vaguely of one fucker who’s ass I kicked while playing football a long time ago.” he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

#kol

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kyle + his pizza

#vanity ;; an apocalypse wrapped in wolf fur

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Aayla had been dancing at a club one moment and the next thing, she felt a chill. The immersion into a whole different world. She was being drawn to something. Drawn to the dead. Before she knew it, she was trudging through the words, like she was following someone’s steps. She passed by a grave and for some reason, the name to her was unrecognizable but she knew it. She knew it. she followed the steps and the next thing she knew, she was at a motel door. And before she could reach to knock, it opened and her heart clenched inside of her chest. The last time she had seen him, he was packing up, saying he had some business in Mystic Falls. That he would be back before she left. And that was it. She didn’t have any time to try and check in on him. Moving to the next town that needed her help. She still had the shirt he left, always having a small part of her heart. “Tyler…” Aayla breathed out. @notyourlittlcbitch

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He had expected it to be Melissa at his door. His sleep schedule was not normal and he had been napping in the middle of the day, he was being the worst guest and it was probably only a matter of time before his aunt kicked him out. Opening his door he opened his mouth to apologize for not being downstairs when he had told her that he would be before realizing that it was Aayla he was looking at. It had been too long since he last saw the woman, it was just before he had left for Mystic Falls. A short visit he had told her -- and she probably had known later that he had died with her being a banshee and all, perhaps she sensed it. Or perhaps she simply assumed he had cut all contact with her. “Aayla, what are you doing here?” Because seriously, how did she even get inside the house. Someone should have noticed her come in.

#aayla

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Bonnie giggled as she felt Tyler hug her back. “I’m not drunk,” She said with a smirk as she got back, stumbling on her feet a little as she was back on her feet. “Woah there… you’re tall,”She said as she put her hands on his shoulders. “Elena’s inside. We should go back. She’ll be really happy to see you,” She stated. “We can do shots and dance. It’ll be like old times before magic and Salvatores,”

“Sure you aren’t.” he scoffed and rolled his eyes at the other’s words, before his interest perked at the mention of Elena. “Elena is here too?” It was funny how he hadn’t expected to see any of his old friends from Mystic Falls in here but lucky for him, he was meeting two of them in one night. Although, if Elena was as wasted as Bonnie, it was beginning to look like he was going to be designated the sober friend who took both the girls home. “Before magic and Salvatores does sound good.” he said dryly. “Lead the way, Bennett, but maybe hold on to me so you don’t fall down on your way in.” he added teasingly.

#bonnie

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out of pure boredom and curiosity, who do you think the best unlikely couples would be? I think Lydia and Tyler would look pretty good, personally

Such a brave, yet accurate, thing to say. Unfortunately, you should probably get ready to be harassed by a Wonder Bread white boy with a baseball bat. I’d like to see who Kelly could sink her teeth into... Nolan? Gabe? Damon? Boyd? I’d like to see Adriel and Bellamy go at it. Or maybe I should wait and see which horny supernatural is stupid enough to go for Adriel. ( @mcgalomaniacs @notyourlittlcbitch @sunnysxrcasm @kells-davis @hxllxway @littledeadhunter @crowsalvatore @boydwolf @theloneheirscott )

#mentions #gossip

Melissa was kind enough to let him stay in the guest bedroom for the night, but Tyler could barely sleep. Perhaps it was the whole being alive again thing but clearly he was too.. alive to actually be sleeping. And so he found himself taking a shower, borrowing some of Scott’s clothes and getting himself a coffee early that morning. It wasn’t till he poured himself some freshly brewed coffee did he hear movement upstairs and soon his cousin was climbing down the stairs. With a smirk on his lips, he quickly grabbed a magazine from the counter -- turned out to be something about baking but reading wasn’t the point. He opened the magazine and held it in one hand, with his coffee cup in his other hand. He looked up from the book just as Scott walked into the kitchen. “Hey, Scott.” he said and took a sip of his coffee, acting as though there was absolutely nothing unusual about a supposedly dead cousin seated at his kitchen table, now alive and well. “How goes it?” @alphakage

#scott #closed starter #i think im funny dkzsfhksjhgskj

It was the middle of the night, and Tyler had no idea how he came to be back in the living world. It took him a few minutes of wandering around the deserted roads but he came to realize that he had come back to Beacon Hills. He didn’t know why he was here -- he had died in Mystic Falls after all, nor did he know when it was. He could say some time had passed but was not sure how much. It didn’t take long before he decided to make his way to his aunt’s place -- it had been home to him whenever he visited here, and there was no reason why now would be any different. Knocking, he waited till the door opened, a smile on his lips when his eyes fell on the woman who opened the door. “Sorry to barge in, I kind of.. woke up in the woods -- not really sure what the hell is happening.” @pckmcm

#melissa #closed starter

A very drunk Bonnie had let him know that she had come to the bar with Elena, but he hadn’t been able to find her anywhere. The place was crowded but not so crowded that it would be this hard to find someone there which made him decide that perhaps she had left -- he should ask Bonnie to check her texts. He waited at the bar for the bartender to get his drinks, considering swapping Bonnie’s for water considering how intoxicated she already was -- when a pretty brunette he had never seen before walked up to him and he gave her a curious look. “Do I know you?” @revivcled

#elena #closed starter

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Bonnie didn’t know what she was running into when she had came out of the bar, needing some fresh air after she and Elena had decided to have some friend. They were back together and they were gonna enjoy every moment while they could. So when she took a moment to breathe, to know she was alive and that there was something more than fighting the bad guys. She turned to see a familiar face and she had to inspect it closer. “I swear… Tyler,” She said, a little tipsy from the shots she had been taking. “You’re alive… Tyler is alive,” She said, happy to see him and bum rushing him with a hug. “Friend! Pal,” Okay, she was a little drunk. @notyourlittlcbitch

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A bar seemed like the best place to be after being back from the dead and having no fucking clue about what was going on. People fought so hard to stay alive and yet, it was only after he died did he even know what it was to feel anything but pain and grief and fear. He hadn’t expected to see Bonnie of all people on his way there but there she was, clearly drunk, which brought an amused smile to his lips. “Yeah.” he responded to her words with a laugh. “Tyler is alive. Bonnie is drunk. Water is wet.” he teased as he hugged her back. “How are you?”

#bonnie

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make me choose: maggiescharmedlife asked: jackson whittemore or tyler lockwood?

#vanity ;; an apocalypse wrapped in wolf fur

✹☾✮ ( michael trevino. cis male. he/him ) It seems that TYLER LOCKWOOD, the 24 year old WEREWOLF, has been summoned from the dead. Their loved ones in town always talked about them being LOYAL + PROTECTIVE, and are remembered the most around metal chains rattling and reflecting moonlight, car speeding down a dark empty highway, crumpled papers strewn around the room. Careful, they might be more AGGRESSIVE + VENGEFUL now that they’re back.