❝...who're you and what do you want?❞

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❝...who're you and what do you want?❞
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♪ - How many messages do you have in your inbox?
[ 7~ i’m quite good at answering messages quickly and deleting old ones! :3 ]
Do you run that rp you posted?
Hey! Oh thanks for asking this! I should have made that clear last night lolNo I am not one of the admin’s of the RPG that I promoed last night. It is however run by a few good friends of mine who are amazing writers you should check it out :D
You're really cute when you sleep.
"Alright, creeper..."
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☁ - if you want my muse to write yours a sad letter.
Rebekah was the first of the original vampires to be attacked and bitten by a werewolf. Now, of course, Rebekah had known the only thing lethal enough to off her and her family was burned to nothing but ashes. But she couldn’t help the unsettling feeling she had gotten from just looking at the venomous bite
She decided it was best to stray from her brothers without saying a word about the bite so that nature could just take it’s course. But as Rebekah sat at the desk of the abandoned cabin she’d fled to..coughing up nearly every ounce of blood she’d eaten that day. She’d begun to regret her decision. If this really is the end. She’d thought. I want them all to know how I’d felt. And with that she pulled out a paper and pencil and begin to scribble letters to each of her siblings.
Kol,
I know we’ve never been close. But we are family. It seems as though I am dying and in these final moments I can’t help but feel regret. We should have been nicer to each other. And though I am losing my chance to make it up to you brother, please, know that I am sorry. You are the best looking brother a girl has ever had.
Sincerely, Rebekah.
Later that night the delirium had worn off and Rebekah was feeling good as new. There was only one little problem. She had never left her home and all the letters she’d written had been distributed while she was asleep.
I want the k
19: Forceful Kiss
If you were to ask her later, Faith would tell you she was just trying to shut him the hell up. He was whining about something or other yet again, she could have sworn he never did anything but. The Slayer looked at him, half in an almost affectionate kind of amusement and half in annoyance. It was the first time he'd been out since becoming a human again - Kol had become kind of a hermit and Faith and practically kicked him out the door. One moment he was groaning about the fact that everything was duller as a human and the next she had muffled him with her lips. Faith's hands twisted in his shirt, tugging him closer as she pressed her lips to his.
Faith's suggestions for Kol's Halloween costume.
✪ originaliaccensus
"Don’t get any ideas."