❝ i don't make the damn rules okay ? i just enforce them. you have a problem with it, go talk to the fates. though, you may be waiting awhile. apparently celestial beings can't be bothered to answer the phone these days. your best bet is to just let me do my damn job, and help you. you'll move on a lot quicker. ❞
6. “i could use some extra hands over here.” ( bonnie )
davina was lost in her own little world , focused on the grimoire in front of her , the contents of the spell that she was looking over was all that she could focus on . of course , this meant that everything around her was drowned out , even Bonnie & her struggle on pulling something relatively heavy down from a shelf . there was a roll of her eyes at how something she could not lift would end up on a top shelf , but that was something she would have to talk to one of the Mikaelsons about . or even Josh .
' i'm sorry , i was --- ' she gestures to the grimoire before standing on tip toes , arms outstretched as she helps bring the box down . ' this crypt has centuries of artifacts in it . i've never had the chance to go through everything , seeing what was hidden . ' she claps her hands together , ridding them of any dust that transferred to them & pulled back one of the cardboard flaps of the box .
@horrorbites [ VAL ] said: ❛❛ in my dreams , i’m christmasing with you . ❜❜ to SARAH.
THOUGH not always a fan of the holiday season, sarah had to admit that things were looking up that year. she wouldn't be forced to attend yet another fancy kook party with her family, nor would she have to keep up her golden girl and perfect daughter act for anyone. the people she'd be spending it with knew the real sarah and accepted and loved her, and that was all the blonde had ever wanted. ❛❛ why does it only have to be in your dreams ? ❜❜ the blonde questioned as she worked to untangle a string of lights. ❛❛ nobody says that it can't happen for real. ❜❜
@horrorbites [ BONNIE ] said: ❛❛ in the meadow, we can build a snowman. ❜❜ to EDWARD.
DESPITE the bitter cold that winter typically brought, edward always managed to enjoy it to the fullest. his tough vampire skin made him immune to the chill and he was grateful for it during this season specifically. ❛❛ a snowman ? ❜❜ the male raised an eyebrow in amusement, golden hues locked on the witch who stood mere feet away from him. ❛❛ that would be very human of us, ❜❜ he added, unable to ignore the temptation to tease bonnie. ❛❛ but the meadow would be a perfect place to build one. ❜❜ he nodded and held out his hand with a warm smile. ❛❛ bundle up, then we can get going. the snow's still fresh, so it'll be more beautiful and a lot more fun. ❜❜
𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓼 — send 😪 to find my muse struggling with sleep deprivation due to nightmares keeping them awake. {{&&tyler&elena}}
tyler looked at elena, who was still wide awake. she had been having nightmares, and he understood that feeling. they were both on the run from klaus, but she had more to fear. she was basically a blood bag to him, and he had no problem using people she cared about against her. ❝come here elena,❞ he offered to lay with her ❝just relax, and close your eyes. i'll be here if anything happens❞
stefan had a point to make that evening. after years of only knowing a life where valarie was by his side, he was making an effort towards doing something selfish. having a few drinks at a bar alone wouldn't seem like such a defining moment in his conquest towards getting over his ex to most, but it beat him spending the night working or drinking at home. he didn't miss her. stefan was confident that he was past that phase in the cycle of grieving a relationship. it was the companionship of it all. like it or not, he was the best version of himself when there was someone for him to care about. without that, all he felt was lost.
stefan was lost, but 'tom' was apparently found by... someone. he didn't react at first to her voice, instead focused on the football game playing on the screen across the bar. it wasn't until she stood and made her way directly to him that he realized what was going on. alright, he could entertain it for a minute. stranger or not, he wouldn't deprive her of an out from whatever was going on at that table.
" hey! yeah, yeah i'm back from... uh, canada... " his heart was in the right place but lying was never much of his thing. " i actually have a gift for you back at my place i'd love to give you before i leave town again tomorrow. for six months. or, y'know, maybe more they say. it depends on how long the mission takes. " mission? was tom a spy? an astronaut? stefan was definitely an idiot. he glanced towards what he could only assume was her date then and shrugged. " hate to interrupt, man, but she and i go way back and if i don't get her tonight it'll be another few months before we get another chance. " better. that was definitely better. stefan took his wallet out, putting a couple of bills that would more than cover his drink and a generous tip before turning back to the girl. " what do you say? "
@horrorbites | continued from here bc this is too good
it hits her as she sits in her room, small gift bag from her mother dangling from her fingers, that she will be older than tommy one day. the years will continue to pass for her and her only. this isn't fair, she thinks, because she doesn't even really like her birthday. or rather, she doesn't really like the way her birthday has been celebrated the last two decades or so. there's never enough fanfare. paris never feels loved enough, and that's really all she wants.
the gift bag drops unceremoniously to the floor as she turns to face val. they're on her bed, as always. barely a moment passes before she offers them a week smile, and they lean in to kiss her in return. the sensation of touching them [ and kissing in general, ] is still new to paris, but she's doing her best to adapt.
this is really the only gift they can give her, but it's much appreciated. paris lingers for as long as she can before pulling away and exhaling. that smile remains on her face, albeit more sincere now. ❝ thanks. means a lot, ❞
a kiss accompanying my muse injuring yours. ( bonnie )
A fucked up kissing meme
Everything is new now. The colours are brighter and the sounds are louder. In a way, Elena feels more alive than she ever has. And yet, it is blood she craves. She's still newly turned, according to Caroline, her bloodlust should become manageable in a few weeks, but Elena can't see it happening.
So when Bonnie comes to see her, she's more than a little desperate. Her hands shake as she touches her girlfriend, and there's something about how warm Bonnie's hands feel in hers. How truly alive and whole, when it feels as if part of her is gone. She can't help the way she grips Bonnie's hands, the soothing words her friend is saying are like a salve to her.
"Bonnie," she interrupts desperately, her thumbs brushing over Bonnie's knuckles, that desperation rising within her. "Everything I feel seems new, heightened in a way. The pain is worse, the pleasure is better, and I keep thinking about you all the time." Her voice trembles slightly as she tugs Bonnie closer, one hand reaching up to cup her neck.
"I miss you so much, even when you're around," want grows within her as her eyes flicker down to Bonnie's lips and her breathing grows heavy. Bonnie bites her lip, maybe it's accidental, or on purpose, but there's a desire in her eyes as well. Elena surges forward, her other hand at Bonnie's waist, before her lips are on Bonnie's. She shudders as she holds Bonnie closer, lips moving against hers.
But soon, that isn't enough either, and she waits until Bonnie gasps into her mouth, and then she's licking into Bonnie's mouth. Her tongue darts over the other girls lips, and then into her mouth. Her hand curl into Bonnie's waist, while the other slots in the back of her neck, tilting Bonnie's head up. Bonnie's scent is all she can smell, the soft sounds she makes are all Elena hears and her hand slips under Bonnie's top, brushing bare skin.
Her knees are weak, and she stumbles into Bonnie, pushing her back into the chest. There's a sound of something crashing, and Bonnie gasps in pain the moment after she's collided with the wooden chest. Elena pulls back reluctantly, seeing the glass all over the floor, a broken picture frame on the floor. It's another moment before she looks at Bonnie, whose eyes are shining in pain. It takes her a moment to realise that she must've hurt Bonnie when she pushed at her.
"Bonnie," her voice is small as she reaches out, stopping right before she touches Bonnie, "are you okay? I'm so sorry, I-" she feels the growing lump in her throat and bites down on her her lip as she realises there's nothing she can do except for giving empty apologies.