#eliena

[genevievemoondreamer]

[llnpnt]

Its beyond imagination 💫 #FirstAttempt #Eliena https://www.instagram.com/p/B_ezvRGJDXq/?igshid=idzu91e6gqhx

[negikoma]

エリエナください

エ　リ　エ　ナ　く　だ　さ　い

GIVE　ME　ELIENA  (ﾉ；ω；)ﾉｼ

[askelenamgilbert]

Almost seeing double}Eli

There wasn't a day that went by in which at least some part of her that didn't regret the mistakes she had made. More correctly the ones that had come at the cost of her losing everything. Burning down the home that had been hers all her life... Though truthfully no one blamed her. Part of her still felt bad, she knew Jeremy was putting on a brave face for her. That he wasn't quite as okay with living at the boarding house as he tried to act like. What's done was done, nothing could magically bring back the Gilbert house. For her personally it hasn't felt like home, not for a really long time...She let out a deep breathing, brushing a loose strand of hair from our of her face. Worrying was pointless, but sometimes it just couldn't be helped. And of course she tried keeping it all in until moments when she was alone... Like right now.

Though it didn't last long, Elena was almost finished getting dressed when she heard the front door open. Grabbing her short and throwing that on too as she stepped across the bedroom. Jeremy was out, he wasn't supposed to be home for a while... And Damon, she hasn't expected him to be back either. The eldest Salvatore was who Elena assumed it to be as she stepped through the boarding house. "Damon? I thought you we- " She stopped in her tracks. This want Damon. In fact, it was someone she had never seen before. What had her even more confused, aside from a random man walking into the house, was how....familiar he looked. There was something about him, like she had seen him somewhere but she knew there was no way they had met. "Can I help you...?" The confusion was clear in her voice and her tone. Hoping he'd give answers and wasn't there to start any kind of trouble.

[annasbellerencontre-blog]

of all things under our blonder than blondest star the most mysterious (eliena,my dear) is this --how anyone so gay possibly could die

e. e. cummings

[nes-sy]