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♣✍☎∞☠♦✦ eheeheheheheheh

♣: Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message.

[TEXT:] Marcel’s goons have left their post and the coast is clear.[TEXT:] I have about thirty minutes before my shift and I need a shower…

✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.

Letting people into my life had always been a difficult thing for me. There is something about him that I can’t help but want to let in. I can’t help but think about him even though I know that I shouldn’t. What do you do when you want to let someone near but you know you should push them far away?

☏:How about a voice message from my muse?

It’s me. I probably shouldn’t leave you a voicemail. Someone might intercept it. Call me, okay? We need to talk.

∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.

Klaus at some point buys a secret hideaway where they can meet up and not get caught.

☠: Your muse has died, this is how mine reacts.

Camille would be completely destroyed. No matter how strong, she likes to come off she’d probably end up losing it entirely because in a blink of an eye half the people she knew would cease to exist since most of them were sired by him. She would openly weep and probably stay in bed for a long time.

♦: Your muse asked mine to marry them, what's my muse's reaction?

Uh, probably yes then question how they’d ever keep it a secret.

✦: My muse was attacked but yours saved them- how'll my muse ever thank them?

Uh, hugs and kisses. Maybe some sex.

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alphamalemikaelson replied to your post:

why are you apologizing, its perf.

well then i take back my apology u should bask in my glory instead

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{ FLOWERS! FOR ME? Haha aweee thank you my lovely! <3 }

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Thank you, dear! You’re definitely one of my favorites too.

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I want the K

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21. And then there’s tongue.

Elena was taking Klaus back to Mystic Falls, to Katherine. She had bargained her freedom and she was hopeful she would get it. The travel back to Mystic Falls was long and Klaus wasn’t necessarily talkative. He still hated her, with reason. She decided to take a nap, instantly falling asleep. Her dreams were vivid, they all had one common denominator. Klaus. Except… he was kind in them. In one, she was seated beside him as they traveled, much like she was outside of her sleep. Dream-Elena moved closer to Dream-Klaus, pulling his face towards her and pressing her lips to his. Her tongue coached his mouth open and she kissed him with passion, her hand lying on his cheek. Suddenly, Elena realized she wasn’t waking up… It was real. She had a feeling her head was about to be torn off or her heart ripped from her body. "I am so sorry."

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alphamalemikaelson | Not Allowed

Camille didn’t belong amongst the raves that Marcel had. Even if he bought her dresses to hide the fact she was actually a very broke bartender who was paying her own way through college, she never felt comfortable amongst the masses of people writhing against each other to the steady, thunderous beat of electronica. She would have quickly excused herself to the streets of New Orleans and the calm of streets full of art, culture and history. She would have felt more at home there but it wasn’t allowed. One thing that she’d learned quickly was that she wasn’t allowed to go against what he wanted. Even if he could openly flirt with other women, he expected her to be there in case he wanted her to fill his bed at the end of the night. She couldn’t quite explain the mental jerk that occurred every time she thought of going against him. It was as if her brain had been wired to slap her back again, tell her that she had to stay. She didn’t know that he’d compelled her weeks ago when she’d first started giving in to his suggestions that she come around. She’d been lonely, trying to fill a void that she wasn’t even prepare to admit was there. He’d been there and even if she disliked his arrogance and the people who tended to follow him around, he’d still gone with it. A part of her knew why she’d done it. She’d felt the tension between him and Klaus. As much as she was hurting, a part of her wanted to make him hurt too.

They’d actually been getting on since he’d moved there. His presence had become a constant at the bar and she felt as if they were getting close. A schoolgirl crush had blossomed out of nowhere and despite herself, she thought something might come out of it. Even if he was a little older than her and seemed to come from a better background, she’d deluded herself with the idea that he might be drawn to her all the same. She’d not once thought there might be someone else until that someone else walked into the bar looking for him one day. Camille didn’t think she could compare against a bronzed, long-legged brunette goddess, which was how she saw Hayley. When she found out the girl was carrying his child, she knew she’d been thinking things could go somewhere but he was already involved. Somehow, that had been left out of conversation. She hated herself for being so foolish. That was why she’d shut him out, stopped lingering at the bar when he was there and when he was she made excuses about things she had to do to not talk to him. She didn’t really care to hurt herself further than she already had.

Loneliness was a bitch though. Marcel had offered her a solution for it and she’d grasped it. The thing was that the parties, the meaningless motions that she went through meant nothing to her. That was why while people around her danced and did any number of illicit things in the current party location, she trailed off by herself. She never wandered far but she did excuse herself softly a whisper into Marcel’s ear to let him know where she was going. From there it was just a little push out into the evening air on a balcony. She wanted to just stay there for the remainder of the night, enjoy the breeze and the music in the distance. She leaned against the old wall, closing her eyes as she inhaled and exhaled. She was sweaty from being trapped amongst the masses, her pale skin glittering with it under the moonlight. There was plenty of it there, not hidden by the dress Marcel had picked for her for the night.

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