Dec 10, 2014
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❝ I think a Christmas family lunch is too much. ❞
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( lushypantsbex )
❝ I think a Christmas family lunch is too much. ❞
lushypantsbex replied to your post:“Can you tell me what it is you’re afraid of?”
/ fucking liar
what did you expect?
coughrelijahwhatcough
Who’s more dominant: Elijah. In every sense of the word.
Who’s the cuddler: Rebekah. And she's probably the only person who can actual demand Elijah hold her without getting much of a negative response. like i said, emotionally retarded, doesn't like being touched but he quite enjoys her touch.
Who’s the big spoon/little spoon: Elijah/Rebekah unless there was some kind of major distress that leads Rebekah to feel she needs to hold him rather than vice-versa
What’s their favorite non-sexual activity: Every and anything. They work well together, surprisingly, because they're so different but it seems they compliment each other.
Who uses all the hot water: Rebekah.
Most trivial thing they fight over: Elijah not spending enough time with her.
Who does most of the cleaning: They have servants for that nonsense
What has a season pass on their dvr/Who controls the netflix queue: Rebekah. Though she makes Elijah sit with her and watch whatever's on.
Who calls up the super/landlord when the heat’s not working: Elijah. Always.
Who leaves their stuff around: Rebekah.
Who remembers to buy the milk: Elijah.
Who remembers anniversaries: I think Rebekah really cares about anniversaries and birthdays and sometimes Elijah stays away all day doing what he does, lets her believe he forgot only to then have a plan of sorts.
Who cooks normally: Neither. Elijah can and Rebekah can't for the life of her, but neither of them actually does around the house.
How often do they fight: Not nearly as often as one might think. They have sass when they talk but it's never malicious unless one of them does something stupid probably Elijah. Elijah does dumb shit
What do they do when they’re away from each other: Rebekah calls, texts. Most times she's just trying to annoy him or prove that his lazer-like focus isn't as good as he likes to think it is.
Nicknames for each other: 'Lijah & Bekah (though Elijah hardly ever calls her Bekah unless it's something special)
Who is more likely to pay for dinner: Elijah. Rebekah would just compel the bill away.
Who steals the covers at night: Always Rebekah.
What would they get each other for gifts: Elijah tries to give her things he knows to carry meaning rather than pretty things. But he has taste and knows she likes pretty things so... Rebekah just gives him things that are more practical jokes than actual gifts.
Who kissed who first: Elijah.
Who made the first move: Rebekah. cause Elijah thought he could get away with it by not discussing the kiss and she put her foot down there.
Who remembers things: Both.
Who started the relationship: TBA
Who cusses more: Rebekah, probably.
What would they do if the other one was hurt: Just massive murder all around until they felt revenge had been served. You do not fuck with them. They'll rip your face off and make you watch someone wear it as a mask.
Who is the dirty talker: Legit don't know. Like Rebekah is generally the blunt one, but unknown territory might be a game changer there.
A head canon: Elijah finally chooses her. Eventually.
lushypantsbex replied to your post:I was on mobile earlier and, long story short,...
teamkb archives together
you're both losers
“Can you tell me what it is you’re afraid of?”
meme: not accepting cause i legit can't find where she got this from so
While he was no longer bound by chains or under the influence of their mother's magic, Elijah was far from feeling well. He had taken too long to wash himself, knew Rebekah was using her keen hearing to keep track of his motions. While he could hear her shifting along his room, he felt her still now and then, as though she might have been considering barging in and demanding to know why it was he refused to bust a move. Ultimately, she never did. For which he was grateful. The time alone was something he had not been granted when with Esther. Either she or their brother Finn had remained with him at all times. Despite common belief, Elijah was a PRIVATE being.
And it was alone that he processed the dreadful things which had happened and been done to him by individuals designed to love him. Such a corrupt love; it was not love. It was hatred justified with love gone wrong. Within he felt something had been broken and the pieces... he could not reassemble them despite his efforts. Truthfully, he feared having to face Rebekah, having to answer questions that would demand he revisit the last few days. He did not wish to think of Tatia, of the crimes he had made himself forget. He did not know what would happen once Esther informed Niklaus that his first love had been taken from him at the hand of the person he was intended to trust most. Everything was collapsing and Elijah felt he too would break along with it; more so than he already had.
One last intake and he allowed himself to join his sisters, eyes lacking emotion and the void in his chest ignored. It was best to feel numb for now and the temptation to momentarily disconnect himself from all emotions was one he was failing to resist. Rebekah's voice pierced through his ears as he stood in one of his best suits, fingers grazing his tie though he was not necessarily satisfied with the knot. Trembling fingers were to be blamed but he demanded they remain still in her presence.
The question she made had multiple answers. The greatest truth had already been assumed: he was scared. He had not felt such a petty thing since his human years, yet now it had engulfed his entire being and consumed him. He feared he might lose Niklaus, feared he might lose Rebekah. He feared Esther might take them hostage, break them as she had broken him. Anger was overridden by fear as he envision their mother slitting Rebekah's throat as she had done him, hissing incantations he did not understand yet which did nothing but worsen his condition.
He pulled himself from his own terrors, swallowed thickly before disguising that gesture by clearing his throat.
❝ I am simply tired. ❞
Happy 20th Birthday, Bitch <3
If I could put into words what these last two years have been like, I would but honestly, I really cannot. And no, not because I'm a lazy cow which I totally am but because I think it would still be lacking on my end even if I did attempt to explain to the commoners what it is we're about. 2 years and a handful of ships later (and several different versions of said ships), here we are. I hope you have a kickass birthday and I know you're going to rock your outfit and make all the little girls go up to you asking for autographs because of how authentic you'll be. I love that I get to see you dressed in your best, yet a majority of the time you skype me, you're pulling a cavewoman. It's okay, I love you either way. And this is the end of my sappy ass excuse of a gift. I love you.
lushypantsbex replied to your post: .
no
wow asshole.
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