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[bravebartender]

@paintedstory​ said “God forbid I exude confidence and enjoy sex.”

Cami paused her well meaning rant to tilt her head to the side and raise an eyebrow. “You.. totally missed the point. I have no idea why I waste my breath. You realise I only have a certain amount of breaths left being, y’know, human.” She rolled her eyes and moved off to the fridge to get a bottle of water. Scolding Klaus did make her thirsty. “What I meant is that your confidence in talking sex is great when its just us two, not so much elaborating on your family asking what the commotion was last night. They know what it was, they’re just teasing you.”

[fightforbetter]

continued. // @paintedstory​

It was rare occasion that they managed to find time to themselves, especially to enjoy a night like this  —  surrounded by the warm and delicious human bodies, free to drink as much as they liked and to submerge themselves into their most unrestrained behaviour. Well ... maybe not entirely unrestrained, which would likely include a few people on the floor instead of their shared meal wandering off confused and dazed but still alive ( good for her, the young pretty college girl with her whole life ahead of her ; it would’ve been a shame if they’d ended it tonight ). 

But, with her blood coursing through Hayley’s veins ( drunk on the taste, fuelled further by the alcohol that had mingled with it, half toxic but no less inviting ), she decides the game’s not quite over, and casting a teasing look over her shoulder disappears into the thick of the crowd.

Catch me if you can, she dares Klaus, knowing he will ; but then, the chase is only the beginning of their fun.

Diverting between bodies, she puts up a few moments of distraction, including finding a handsome man to dance with, but it’s not very long at all before Klaus’ hands are tightening on her waist and she’s leaning back against his strong chest, smile already blooming in anticipation, head tilted to catch a glimpse of his face as he pulls her away from the world at large.

❝For a moment or two,❞ she replies easily, and spins in his grasp so that she’s pressing her front up against him. The music is a thundering rhythm though her feet, pounding hard in time with her heart. She feels gloriously free. Hands wrapping around his neck, cupping at his nape, she presses their mouth together to slowly, slowly, bite down on his bottom lip.  ❝But I’ll never elude you, will I? I’m yours.❞ It’s a taunt, a tease ; prove it. 

[triagenera]

@paintedstory​​ sent;

                            " Tell me one thing you've always wanted to do and I shall make it so. "

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤChoosing just one thing was impossible, merely because her brain had been on the overload AND empty at the same time. A thousand thoughts swirled in her head but when it came to actually speaking them, none managed to come out and she was just left to stare at the man before her ― at her FATHER ― with her mouth gaping open and close like a fish in a pond. ❛  I’ve thought about this moment for SO LONG, made million of thousands of plans and yet. . . I can’t think of any right now, ❜  Answered the tribrid, swallowing past the lump in her thought and fighting back the tears from spilling from the corner of her eyes ― her emotions had been over the roof since she had turned and now, in a moment like this, she felt a thousand things at once. Goddamn the vampirism. ❛  Want to go get some beignets ? ❜

[desireshappiness]

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[cursedbcrn-a]

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[griefknown]

❛  if  you  have  something  to  say  ,  spit  it  out  .  ❜  /  @paintedstory​

          a  part  of  her  would  always  be  intimidated  by  him  .  as  much  as  she  tried  to  not  let  it  show  ,  he  still  held  some  sort  of  power  over  her  .  she  takes  a  moment  to  breathe  before  speaking  .  ❛  klaus  ,  i  know  we've  had  our  differences  in  the  past  ,  but  i  .  .  .  ❜  she  trails  .  ❛  i  need  your  help  .  ❜  helpless  doe  eyes  stare  at  the  original  vampire  ,  the  veins  beneath  them  darkening  ,  clearly  starving  .  ❛  i  can’t  keep  animal  blood  down  ,  or  blood  bags  ,  and  no  one  knows  why  .  .  .  ❜

[fightforbetter-a]

His instant and dramatic rage was entirely predictable, absolutely expected. The canvas was ripped from its stand, disfigured in whatever image he had been attempting to create to soothe himself tonight, and Hayley did not flinch an inch. Maybe she had wanted this reaction — no, she definitely had. Klaus was an easy target these days. Because he was hurt and angry and grieving, just as much as she was ( not as much as she was, the bitter voice in her mind corrected, no one could be as upset as her, it wasn’t fair, that was her girl, who she had chosen — ). It was easy to be angry with him, to lash out and strike where it would hurt most. And she knew all his weak spots, all the tiny little clinks in his armour.

Feet remained planted as he got into her face, eyes boring into hers with the intensity that was so very familiar these days, lacking in the affection — ‘the highest regard’, as he so claimed — she had grown too used to. Maybe it was inevitable that they would end up here. After all, he really did destroy every relationship he had ever had eventually. Look at his siblings. 

❛ So you’re saying it’s not true ? You’re saying you don’t have eleven fucking centuries of proof ? ❜  Her laugh was sharp, acid. ❛ Look around you, Klaus. ❜ Mocking, she spread her arms wide to his art studio, the echoing house. ❛ No one’s here. Except me. Nobody wants to deal with your grief, your anger, because they know you’ll just tear them apart, all because you can. ❜ Like she was doing right now. Somewhere deep inside, she knew, but hypocrisy was human nature — her nature — particularly in difficult moments like this. ❛ Even she couldn’t be bothered with you when you were like this. ❜ Her mention of Olivia was sure to push him over the edge. 

She welcomed it. She needed a release, needed to have her own anger thrown back at her. 

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[jadedembers-moved]

@paintedstory liked for Hayley

“Does it ever feel like you’re holding your breath? Like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop?” she asked, looking over at the hybrid. He’d been enemy number one to a lot of people in his life, and though Hayley didn’t have the cleanest ledger, she wondered just what went on in Klaus’s head.