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"Mother, help me please. Father’s trying to dagger me.”
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originalmother liked your post: Finn is not amused
"Mother, help me please. Father’s trying to dagger me.”
“I was just trying to be a good mother.”
‘ a good mother? ’
the laugh that forced its way out scraped the back of his throat raw - a bark of a laugh with not even a modicum of humour to be found within. a good mother. it was a bit too late for wishful thinking now, wasn’t it?
her words wouldn’t find root in freya’s head, he knew that only too well. but still, she was the quiet dagger - the one that slipped between her daughter’s ribs. freya had hardened herself over the centuries, used her mother’s abandonment as a whetstone to sharpen herself upon ... but esther was still the one thing that could shatter that resolve.
‘ — you’re over a thousand years too late to play that card, esther. ’ she brought out the worst in him. the bitterness, the petulant child - the rage he tried to keep a handle on whipped its head free the moment her mouth tended to move.
cary blew out a heavy breath, hands slamming down hard on the table that separated him from the witch. ‘ you stay the away from her - a good mother would know when she was hurting her child. but you? fuck, i think you get some sick enjoyment out of it. ’
his lip curled back into an unguarded snare, voice dropping to a low gravel, ‘ — the next time you bring our son into your sordid schemes, i’ll throttle you myself, esther. niklaus and i are far more alike than you know. ’
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Hazel green eyes shifted across to where the original witch stood, a look of doubt playing on his features. “What makes you so SURE, this will work? If they find out we plan to ERASE them from the earth, surely they will try to STOP us?”
@originalmother:
“We need to talk, Esther.”
For one who had managed to show up at the most inopportune of moments all these years, it had taken him weeks to track her down. And the biggest irony of all this? The place she had chosen to settle; Mystic Falls.
@originalmother followed
Freya was usually careful sneaking home from her nights spent in the neighboring village. This night had been an except as she had stayed into the early morning hours with her secret lover. As she quietly made her way back home she was nearly to her door when she felt eyes on her.
The woman turned and looked back to see her mother staring. She smiled sweetly, “Mother- did I wake you when I went on my little morning walk? I am sorry I simply wanted to see the sunrise.” She lied, hoping it would work.
@originalmother ♥’d for a small thing
“---I’m fine, mother. It’s just a scratch, it’ll heal in a moment.”
immortel-loup started following you
“— I know that face.”
❝ I would sure as hell hope so. How are you alive, witch? ❞
*casually gets his ass kicked by esther*
yeah, well ... you’re still a whore.