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Every time I turn around, I catch an Original with their hand in the cookie jar.
——— @ofaxnoblefacade , elijah mikaelson .
as if her heart stopped ! relief is a delicious sensation , one rebekah is well acquainted with due to , in her opinion , the stupid and reckless actions of her family . but every time it floods her senses , she thank whatever cruel god that she’s allowed to live for another year to feel it . within an instant , the default demeanor ( consisting of a guard up and attitude high ) drops , and she becomes the little sister . the little sister whose love for her brother makes up her whole being , childlike smile taking over her whole face . ‘ oh , thank god ! ’
——— ofrstrnt , isaac tremblay .
“ i really thought we’d have flying cars by now. ” the year is 2030, four years after his life was PREMATURELY snuffed out – or RIPPED out, if you’re getting technical, by the demon azazel. maybe he should be a little more freaked out, or angry, but instead he’s just disappointed. “ — or teleportation tubes. technology really hasn’t changed that much. ” @apxstarters
‘ you have too much faith in the brilliance of humanity , ’ a millennia of growth and rebekah still hadn’t witnessed the wonders generations dreamt of . except perhaps women’s fashion , of which she is a proud pioneer . but flying cars ? deadpan smile find its way past her expression , ‘ nice idea , though . ’
——— @chosenlonely , hope mikaelson .
keeping rebekah away from family is impossible . she’d say you’ll have better luck calming the rage of her father or paranoia of her brother ; both of which she’d deem unfeasible . as evidence to that statement , one of the first people she longed to find , was her niece . the first year of life in which hope was under rebekah’s care had been the first year of absolute bliss in an ungodly long time ------ and every moment since . a light knock against the frame of the door , the blonde standing in full view with a stereotypical smile [ . . . ] the sight before her made it impossible to keep the demeanor at bay , expression soon growing into a full --- blown grin , ‘ hello there , sweetheart . ’
——— ofisolaticn , henrik mikaelson .
it’s been a long time, but he had seen PICTURES. he knew rebekah was still around, somewhere. even if not in san francisco. she was out there living her whole life, his big sister. he had met freya, he had elijah, klaus in his life— hope too. ( he did miss kol and finn too but he couldn’t dwell on such sorrow ). but rebekah was out there, being HAPPY, he’d been content with that. he hadn’t expected to get to see her again, see his SISTER. “hey…” he was hesitant, unsure if she’d even recognize him. all he could muster— “hello.”
the voice interrupted a train of thought , and rebekah couldn’t help but be displeased with that fact ; turning with the usual flair she’d taught herself over the millennia ( act untouchable , and maybe you won’t be hurt ) . however , as eyes land upon the boy , something switched ------ familiarity punched her in the stomach , but she couldn’t put her finger on it . and boy was the uncomfortable confusion evident on her face , visible by the deep frown . ‘ who . . . ’ words die on her lips , trailing off as an image pop into her head , but it is as if blurry . ‘ yes ? ’ trying to be guarded , but faltering .
hello hello hello , it is time for some funsies with the original baby bitch . hit the read more for some facts and fun stuff !
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