#(threads; jackie)

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“Have you ever seen such a clear night sky here?”

It was bordering on magic that the night was so clear, despite the lights of New Orleans. But outside the city, in the bayou, it was beautiful when there weren't hunters or other monstrosities about. He glanced at Jackie beside him. They weren't here for pleasure, but because something was hunting hybrids. And neither he nor his half-brother liked that very much. And Elijah? He was here to help. As always.

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@lycancursed: 14. A kiss while crying

with a long overdue sigh escaping his mouth, elijah embraced jackie's face, pulled her a little closer and felt the tears on her cheek. the sadness glistened in his eyes too, making its way down his cheeks. this was goodbye, maybe forever. who knew? it hurt him so much. he lowered his lips to those of the woman in front of him, kissing her, intensely and lovingly.

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@lycancursed asks: Pulling them into a heated kiss, hands gripping their hair.

As if of his own accord, he returned the kiss, pressing her against his hips, holding her tightly, caressing the free skin under her shirt while he felt the warmth of her body all too clearly.

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closed starter for @insanislupus

Mystic Falls. A town that seemed to have every magical creature in the world just looking at it. Adventurous, boring, full of doppelgangers, werewolves and vampires. And now an original vampire had arrived and was eyeing the events suspiciously, yet with a certain curiosity. Elena Gilbert in particular had attracted his attention, as she was so different from Katherine or Tatia. However, he had to keep his distance from her for the time being, observing quietly from a distance as he tried to assess the situation on the ground. Even though he loved the grand entrance, he still hesitated in the shadows.

Arriving at the Mystic Grill, the town's place apparently, he observed the people. One person stood out even more than the doppelganger herself. Elijah couldn't help but watch her. What was it that made her so fascinating?

As soon as she left the building, he followed her. You'd think he was a creep and after pretty young girls, but it was something else that drove him. She noticed him, he could literally feel it in the air. A side alley. She stopped and turned to face him. Her scent gave her away. Did she know him? Recognised him? "Why travelling alone, pretty lady?" he grinned softly.

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It had been a boring evening, an even more boring night. Nothing exciting had happened, which is why Elijah ended up in a bar and ordered a drink. His eyes scanned the neighbourhood, looking for distraction and a bit of fun. Distraction. He found it in a strawberry blonde woman who caught his attention. Her appearance seemed different from those standing around and, if he wasn't mistaken, he detected a slight odour in her that he hadn't noticed for a while. With his drink in hand, he sauntered over to her at the pool table and leaned against it.

"Isn't it more fun when you play in a game with two people?"

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Elijah used his hands to pin her to the wall. Her wrists in one of his while the other rested on her hip, pinning her to the wall. A smirk on his lips.

"I thought you needed a reminder of how fast can be fast," he replied, tilting his head a little to the side. He breathed in her scent.

"Someone could arrive at any time and attack you. You have to be prepared," he said softly, tilting his head down and running his lips along her neck.

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🛏️  -  a  starter  where  our  muses  have  to  share  one  bed. for @insanislupus

The motel room was run-down and smelled of sweat and old carpets. It was only a temporary solution, but Elijah was reluctant to even consider it.

The bed had seen much better days and it was damn small. And there was only one.

He closed the door behind him, Jackie had long since entered. There was no couch or armchair to get comfortable on. There was an old tube television in the corner.

"Excellent choice," he grumbled in her direction, having raised no objections in the end and walked with long strides to the bed. He settled down at one side.

"Come here, we need sleep and we'll continue in the morning."

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[ ADJUST ]: sender sits in the receiver's lap in order to fix their collar or tie or other item of clothing.

The woman had sat down on his lap without hesitation, only to pluck at his bow tie and undo it again and again. She was obviously not happy with the way she was sitting. Meanwhile, Elijah put his hands on her hips and gently ran his fingertips over the fabric.

"And you think you can do this better than me?" he joked gently. He let her do it anyway, if she enjoyed it.