LEAVE ROSE ALONE HATERS. she's mine to hate on. smh.
listen to the voice of wisdom ok

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LEAVE ROSE ALONE HATERS. she's mine to hate on. smh.
listen to the voice of wisdom ok
☆ ┊ ELENA.
hand dances across the paper as she recounts to her best friend, elena, the wonderful adventures she has been on since departing from mystic falls. so terrified before to even step outside of its metaphorically locked gates, once she did, happiness had finally found her and had become an unlikely friend. of course, for it to stick, all ties to her life back in virginia had to be cut. and so she ripped the threads of commitment one day at a time until only two were left, the one’s tied to her best friends. she had promised to write to elena as she lay in a deep sleep, awaiting the day she could wake again. caroline didn’t expect for it to happen anytime soon, especially not when she was under the impression that bonnie was in excellent health. she, herself, was practically invincible and so it was only natural for her to simply believe or hope so were those whom she cared about. although, she had deeply cared about her mother and the woman still slipped through her tightly wound fingers.
senses catch onto a presence, one that hadn’t been there before. curious eyes lift from the words sprawling against the page and towards the figure. at first, she believes she’s simply hallucinating. that this was a TRICK OF THE MIND, but as she focuses she can clearly hear a steady heartbeat. glossed lips pull upward into a wide smile as she disregards the journal and runs over to her friend. ❛ elena oh my god ! ❜ her arms engulf the girl, holding her as tightly as she could without breaking her in two. ❛ you’re here, you’re awake ! how did you know where to find me ? ❜ in her excitement, she momentarily forgot what elena being awake actually MEANT. ❛ wait, if you’re here bonnie .... ❜ she shook her head, unable to believe it. ❛ please tell me she found a way to undo kai’s spell and she’s just hiding around the corner, waiting to say surprise. ❜
nessa got me confused on the time and a few minutes ago i was like ok i leave in an hour and a few for dinner bUT in fact i have to leave in “a few” which is like, in 10 minutes >.>
I want the K
get kisses from bellamy. not accepting.
( thirteen: stomach kiss )
it felt nice, to be so incredibly close to someone and feeling content and safe. he knew very well that no one could make him feel this way, no one but her. they lay on their sides, both facing toward each other. it’s difficult to keep the smile from his lips at seeing her face. never had he thought he’d feel like this for someone else. fingertips dance along the patch of exposed skin at her hip, moving upward under the cloth that covers her abdomen. hands softly push her, urging her to lay on her back. when she does, he hovers over her, lips moving downward and press against the top of her navel. they move all around her abdomen, paying attention to each curve and dip. all he wants is to make sure she knows how she affects him, and how beautiful he believes she is. so after each kiss he whispers the word, “beautiful.” that way she would never doubt again just how important she was to him.
;; ofdoeeyes
this day wasn’t getting ANY BETTER. of course she wanted to save finn — she did. but she also wanted to find a way to get the antidote without HURTING someone. somehow — bellamy didn’t really seem to care about that. he had been doing everything he could to get words out of that... person ( he was HUMAN — yes, but his survival instincts seemed rather animalistic ). but for now, ‘ everything he could ’ had turned into torture, and every time the guy was hurt by one of her OWN PEOPLE, clarke couldn’t help but wince.
she’s now outside, trying to wash out a dark stain of blood from her shirt — she had to get the blood off her body — off her hands. and then she spots a familiar brunette — they had talked briefly after the landing. clarke tries to remember her name —-— elena. “ hey — not really a good day today, huh? ” she mumbles — trying harder to scrub. this. BLOOD. OFF.
ofdoeeyes !
honor and D U T Y, two very important standards that have been drilled into his mind ever since he was a young man. everyone in the kingdom, especially his father, expected him to uphold the crown’s name in a positive light. even though he acted out here and there, as boys do, he had done what his father and his subjects had wanted. until it came time for his and his brother, octaven’s, announcement of their betrothed. he was to marry princess anne, from france, while his brother was to marry the enchanting princess elena. from the moment he saw her, bellamy felt a connection. he was far more drawn towards her than his own fiancé. this was a problem, but bellamy was quick to think of a solution. at first he tried to ignore her and the feelings her presence stirred within him, but it was far too difficult to do so. instead, he came to her with a proposal.
his knuckles knock against her door three times before his fingers wrap around the handle and push the door open. luckily, he has not arrived to find his brother with his fiancé. it is out of conduct for a man and woman to be alone in a room together, especially when they are not married, but he steps in and closes the door anyway. all of this, the way they felt about each other and the nature of his question, it was all out of conduct. “ i do hope i’m not interrupting, but i had to see you... alone. “ the space between them is closed as he grows closer to her, hands raising to cup her cheeks. it was the first time he’s touched her in such a manner. normally, they could only share innocent touches. fingers brushing in the hallways and simple kisses on the hand whenever they were on outings together, always accompanied by anne and octaven. his eyes travel towards her lips, curious of what they would feel like against his own. “ i am sure you know how i feel about you, but i wanted to make sure you felt the same. if you do, i should like to see you alone more often. “