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@lucybennett
“ I'm sorry that you never made it.” Â
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“ Everybody says I'm sleeping with the enemy...” Â
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“Does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me.” Â
notmilton​:
đź’Ą ― “It wasn’t easy,” he started. It was after a long, heavy thought, listening to Ms. Marshall speak of her daughter and what she dreamed her life would become. “Coming out of her shell was.. well.” He didn’t know how to phrase it. “It took a lot for her to trust us, finally. A lot for her to admit she needed help. I’m proud of her.” He figured it was only fair for Hayley to be given the opportunity to feel the same.Â
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It was hard to hear how her daughter had struggled through it all, though she wasn’t entirely surprised. In a single year she lost her mother, her father, her uncle, and had to deal with it all alone in Mystic Falls after. It would be enough to drive someone mad, but to know her daughter came out of it, was making friends, and allowing herself to live, well, that was all she could ask for. “I’m just glad she has people like you in her corner...”
xbigbadwxlf​:
He heard footsteps, but kept painting. Perhaps whoever it was wouldn’t come this way or would leave when they saw who it was, but of course it had to be Hayley. He heard his name, but still he didn’t stop painting. When she asked if he was okay he finally set his brush down and turned to look at her. He could lie, but she’d see right though him. “No. I’m not going to be okay until I know I won’t hurt anyone I care about. That I won’t hurt her.” His voice was raised slightly, but that he was angry with her, but because of the whole situation.
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His response wasn’t unexpected, but it was something that she was prepared for. The hybrid walked over to him, placing a hand on his arm as she looked up to face him, eye to eye. “I know, Klaus. None of us are going to be okay until this is all over... but we have each other, and we’re going to get through this. Together.”
Klaus hadn’t left his room number n the Mikaelson house since the carnival. Once he had realized what had happened he ran to the home and locked himself away. He couldn’t risk hurting anyone. He had been brushing off the fact that he could be controlled by this thing, but now he knew the seriousness of the situation first hand. He needed some fresh air, he needed blood. He waited until the house was silent. Knowing no one was there he went to find a blood bag or two. He couldn’t leave the house without getting blood in his system. He grabbed a few art supplies and packed them in a bag and off he went to the woods. He found a nice, quiet place to paint. He didn’t think anyone would find him out there.
@forsakenstarter​
Traumatic was an understatement in regards to the carnival, but it was over now, and they all had to deal with the aftermath. One step of dealing with the mess left behind was to check on those that had survived the night, even if they were the original hybrid. Tracking him down wasn’t hard, when he wasn’t at the house, she headed into the woods, and found the Mikaelson hard at work. The look on his face told her everything she needed to know, the demons plaguing him more than evident in his eyes. “Klaus...” Piping up to get his attention, the hybrid finally asked “Are you okay?”
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in the mirror she stood, her hands slide down the edges of the dress to get herself a full picture. celestia thought she was gorgeous in everything she wore, but she was also very vain - she needed an unbiased opinion and when her eyes landed on a beautiful brunette she smirked. “you.” she said, pointing. “can you tell me what you think of this? should i get it? i’m not sure i like it.” her head titled as she surveyed the dress once more.
“me?” the hybrid asked, raising an eyebrow as the brunette pointed at her. hayley didn’t have to wait long to have her questioned answered as the stranger questioned her about the dress that was currently hugging her form. it was funny, something as normal as an opinion was the last thing she’d imagined was going to follow being pointed out. it felt like ages since anything truly normal had felt normal to the marshall, certainly before she’d moved to new orleans. it felt... nice. “absolutely.” nodding as she approached the woman, she looked over the dress, tilting her head to see the different angles, the design of the fabric, and the way it fit her before she passed judgement. hayley knew what it was like to buy something only to have regrets later down the line when the time finally came to wear it, so she took her task seriously. “i think it looks great on you, but it’s really what you think that matters.”
notmilton​:
💥 ― His expression sobered. “I prefer knowing. I think I’m.. bitter of what it was like when I didn’t know.” This was only true lately, a growing bitterness. A spreading flame. “Yeah, yeah. Good. Life at school has been a little wild lately but.. she has us to back her up.”
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“I understand the feeling.” Whenever Hayley Marshall thought back at the time before she was aware of the supernatural, she was reminded of her parents, the people who had raised her, the people who were supposed to love her forever, threw her out to the curb like the trash. She’d never imagined they’d turn on her so quickly, and thinking it back, it soured the time before. The past aside, a smile prevailed as he spoke about the support her daughter had at the school. “I’m glad she has people at her side... friends... I’ve always wanted that for her. It’s one of the reasons I enrolled her in the school. I wanted her around kids her own age.”
Do you regret ever being in love with Elijah? Did his choice taint those memories?
"There are a lot of things I regret.... loving him isn't one of them."
Klaus is sleeping with Viking!Petrova and you're ready telling me if Elijah offered to marry you today you wouldn't say yes?
"One, I'm not obligated to accept any marriage proposal, two.... I don't know."
f/m/k ; caroline, klaus & elena.
"Fuck Caroline, Marry Klaus, and Kill Elena.... but its not personal."
would you sleep with tatia ?
"Absolutely."
More specifically, how do you feel about Klaus sleeping with Tatia. How would you feel if they started dating?
"Good for them, its not like Klaus has a terrible track record with people he sleeps with dying or anything.... still like them, hope it works out. Tatia is quite the catch."
How do you feel about Klaus and Tatia?
"As a couple? As people? Or as partners in bed? You have to be specific."
would you fuck klaus?
"Hypothetically."
would you fuck tristan?
"Only if I got to choke him out while we did it and then rip his heart out before he finished."
Who is this epic love?
"You'll find out eventually... or not."