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[objectivelyhot-aa]

avidrascal replied to your post: seeing lp back on @avidrascal means i will...

me looking at like - this blog and (RIP) stefan, like hiiiii.

hiiiiii i love you

[fataele]

             @avidrascal     ❤.

          through     it     all               ,               rebekah     had     been     the     most     loyal.               no     matter     what     happened               ,               no     matter     the               amount     of     times               klaus     decided     to     dagger     the     blonde               ;               she     would               always               stand     beside     him.               always     believe     in     him.               but     no     matter     how     many     times     she               showed               her     devotion     towards     her     brother               ,               he               never               seemed     to     gather     that     little     tidbit     of     information.               she     was     never     good     enough.               not     for     stefan               ,               not     for     klaus               ;               it     was     as     if     she     was               cursed.               her               breaking     point               came     rather     quickly.               fingers     wrapped     around     the     blood     bag     that     held               elena     gilbert’s     blood.               another     thing               that     was     more     important     to     klaus     instead     of               her               loyalty     towards     him.               ❛           it’s               always               been     me.               not     finn.               nor     elijah               or               kol.               i     loved     you     through               everything               and     you     don’t     even     care               !               ❜           words     were     laced     with               anger               ,               tears     having     welled     up     in     oceanic     hues.               not     that     klaus               actually     cared               about     her     words.               she     was     always               dreading               the     dagger     that     would     come     sooner     rather     than     later.               she     dreaded     the     coffin     that     would     await     her     once     this     argument     had     finished.           

[stolenparticlesarch]

avidrascal replied to your post: &. july 28th can’t come fast enough !!!

W H E RE THE F IS MY INVITE

ASK DEEN. COME JOIN USSSSSS

[fangsalaforbes]

     ❛that mess was all Y O U. ❜

                                             the “as usual” goes unspoken.

❛ i actually have table manners.❜

[objectivelyhot-a]

is there an LP lurking around?

[objectivelyhot-a]

Hey LP, like my new sidebar?

[herbloodlacedtheirwinex-blog]

Dear past me,

Dear past me,

Certain matters will soon set a chain of events into motion, that you’ll be a part of which will jeopardize every intention you have to live out that wish you harbor deep down— and you have the ability to prevent that fate. Stop wasting time, stop waiting to say the things which have been and still remain on the very tip of your tongue every time he looks at you. Don’t let anything or anyone, especially not yourself, rob you of the chance to tell him that he’s not just the man you know to be your future; but he’s a father, he's a father to your son. Because you’re right, and I can tell you with an immeasurable certainty that no one could help you raise that little boy better than he can. He wouldn’t do it out of responsibility— no, I know he’d do it out of a love which in ways I know will not even surprise you, because you know what he’s capable of, more so than him. Tell him that his uncertainty is unfounded, tell him what I know is in your mind more than anything else— that there’s no man you trust more with your son than him.

If being a mother, a lover— if having a family is what you desire more than anything; then you need to get out of that village, take what you need to keep him warm, take what you need to keep him nourished, but get out of there. Insist to the ones you adore to come with you, because that camp will not be safe for any of you for much longer, it won’t remain to be the harbor of security you’ve known it to be. You and everyone you care about— all of you deserve so much more than to…—

Please, just run and live.

[herbloodlacedtheirwinex-blog]

"Will you let me show you - just how much I've missed you?"

      Digits of both hands momentarily laced amidst his own, serving as a guide for her frame to approach him— it was a natural yearning between them, in ways it always had been. It was peculiar how the ages hadn’t tarnished that intrinsic pull; on the contrary, it had somehow only grown stronger, or at least within the core of herself, she knew it had. Intimacy, on a superficial or profound level; had always been something she craved. Though this was only towards him, there would be no other. Any touch of hands, a shared gaze— they served as an anchor, just as each gesture or momentary glance had always been in previous lives.

      When her forehead came to rest against his own, reality tickled the corners of lips as she once again found herself where she belonged: right before him. Tips of noses barely touched and irides found their hiding place behind closed lids; as a barely audible melody resonating from a humming filled the remaining space between them.