#hexedoconnell

[xbekahmikaelson-archive-blog]

     "What do you want?"

    Don't mind her. She's              barely paying attention.                She's far too immersed in attempting            to find her favourite pair of heels.

[hypnvsis]

#Chrissy

Hey girl are we gonna go see Catching Fire today?

[hypnvsis]

It had been three weeks since he left her without any explanation. How could someone who said that they loved you, just leave you? That's something Avia had been asking herself for the last three weeks. She sighed as she stared at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair. Some of her cousins convinced her to go out and get her mind off of him. 

She had agreed, because by know if he wanted her back he would have been back to get her. She was going to try and get her mind off of him and just dance her cares away at the club later on in the evening, but she knew deep down that she wouldn't be able to find anyone that even amounted to what he was to her. 

She was too in love with him to even think about finding a new guy to replace him in her life. All she really wanted was Sean O'Connell to come back into her life and just give her some answers. 

[sanguineusestdicio]

{+2} Dead bodies

         "You have 30 seconds to tell me what you want or you'll die," he said without looking at the person. Alex was not In a mood.

[psychologistxbartender]

    ❝Oh my God...❞ Camille said, eyes opening wide as she looked at the man before her. Sean. ❝Sean... How...?❞ she was speechless as she looked at her, sure that it may be something she was imaging.

[klaus-sadisticandcareless]

"Just let me die." [meep...i don't even know.]

Put one of the following in my inbox for my muse’s reaction.

              ‘No, no no!’ 

    ‘No!’

              ‘Not bloody ‘gain —.’

He’s frantic — while he watches the bleeding bloke inavertibly find himself in yet another situation that’ll (surely) break his sister’s heart.

His sister — one he’s considered to care for now, perhaps not initially ‘romantically,’ —— but regardless of her tone and dislike for the hybrid, Niklaus finds her appealing. Feels a sense of friendship with her, comfort — comfort he tries to return but evidently, it hadn’t been of avail.

              He leans over the idiotic other of Camille, and bites on his own wrist, edging the blood laced vein down.

❝ Drink. ❞

    If he saves him — this time, (maybe,) she’ll forgive him.

[musicahominis]

hexedoconnell

bless you for making this--- if I didn't have so many accounts, I was going to do the same--- but I approve of your account hard. <3