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Liv Parker’s boobs were the real winners at Jo’s wedding.
do I look like Rapunzel to you?!
March 30, 2015 - Nigerian Dwarf Goat Kid
2015©Barbara O’Brien Photography
*bonnie literally contemplating murder*
"One, I am very f a s t. Two, I am very s t r o n g. Three? Very r i c h. Ok, you wanna hear me say it, fine. I am a v a m p i r e.”
If You Don't Dance || Pxcketwitch
“If it is close is there a point in driving?” He asked not wanting to get the car out or flag for a ride there. Besides it wasn’t like either of them would really tired out and the fall air left a nice feeling in the air around them. Walking would just simply be nice for a change.
“Thank you by the way.” He said looking over at her as they walked. “For wanting to get out and do something. I wasn’t sure I could take another evening of just sitting around doing nothing.” He needed to find a new hobby soon.
Instead of answering, Liv smiled. "It's nice out. And no one would dare bother us. We're very scary people," she teased,taking his arm and linking her's through his as they walked. She looked up curiously as he thanked her,her steps becoming a little lighter in response.
"You know I'm always around if you need the company," she said, turning her attention back to their surroundings, picking out interesting things in her eye line so she wouldn't have to stare at him. "I've never been one to sit around and do nothing, I'm sure I could provide you some entertainment." Even if it was just keeping him from loneliness
"Apologies if you were expecting a much warmer welcome. It’s been a bit of a trying week."
"I interrupted something. I clearly pick the wrong time to start getting to know people better, but Enzo speaks highly of you."
If You Don't Dance || Pxcketwitch
“Wore one all evening, what do you expect?” He teased walking over closer to her as she turned for him to see her outfit. She looked positively stunning, proper company for a night out on the town if he ever saw it.
“You look lovely darling.” He purred reaching out for her hand, placing a soft kiss on it. “At this rate I’ll have to beat the other men back with a stick.” He added eyes bright as he watched her. Moving back to the tent entrance he pulled the flap back for her.
Liv beamed, warmed from the inside out at the compliments. Batting her eyelashes in false innocence, she tilted her head to the side, voice teasing. "That's what I was going for." She followed him, ducking out of the tent and turning to wait for Enzo. "You do look nice," she said, eyes taking in his appearance.
As for their evening, there was a nightclub just inside the city that she'd particularly liked; good music, better drinks, and an atmosphere she hoped Enzo appreciated. "You want to walk? It's not far."
❝So what do we do? Walk around wearing the same clothes? I don’t think he’ll buy it and I am not going into hiding. I’d like to walk around without people doing the Parent Trap double take, y’know?❞
"Unless you want one of the alternatives, which are A. explaining the fudged spell, or B. trying to convince people we're a set of identical twins with Luke being fraternal. Neither really appeal to me. You?"
If You Don't Dance || Pxcketwitch
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The circus show had been nothing short of a success as it always was but Enzo couldn’t help but feel a little grateful to be getting away. As per planned the day before he and Liv were going out, some place she’d found and liked. Enzo wasn’t too sure on the particulars but he knew they had drinks, dancing, and jazz…all the staples of the modern era he’d come to love and enjoy.
“You ready little witch?” He asked walking into her tent already changed and ready to head out with her.
Liv was still jazzed from the performance the night before; normally she'd celebrate outside the circus, wind down without the press of familiar company, but she'd abstained. She was repinning a few of her curls when Enzo walked into the tent, glancing at him in the mirror as she fixed her hair.
"As I could possibly be," she answered, twirling around to face him, the beads dangling from the hem of her dress swinging around her knees. She smirked at him, nodding in approval at his appearance. "No top hat? I'm disappointed."
❝I don’t think so. I think killing myself would be over dramatic and a bit morbid seeing as you’re me and I can’t—- Nope. You’re too awesome. We’re too awesome, but still being like this could potentially end up bad. I mean Luke’s gonna get sick of us.❞
"Luke's gonna have a bit of a melt down, but he's got enough to deal with right now. So look, from one awesome version of myself to another, let's spare him some head trauma for as long as possible."
“When I first arrived I had witches stronger than Bonnie or her dead grandmother, then after my witches were killed by The Salvatore’s or the other gang then I had the resort of using Bonnie she was alright nothing I would retry again.” He spoke up remembering his visit he grinned in delight pushing those that needed to know what he was capable off. Klaus chuckled listening to her and raised his glass looking at her “Here is to a good time.” as their glasses clinked he finished it in a quick second allowing the alcohol to burn down his throat enjoying that taste, setting his glass down too hard that it broke once it touched the surface.
"Uneducated backwater witch for an uneducated backwater town," Liv sighed wistfully, running her fingertip around the lip of her glass, staring at the clear contents absently. "A couple lucky shots for a bunch of desperate townies." She picked up her glass and drank deeply as he toasted to the evening.
As far as she was concerned, a good time was her not ending the evening dead. The corner of her lips twitched upward as his glass broke beneath his hand, resting her elbow on the bar top casually as she nursed her gin. "Then here's to a good time."