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i am still debating on what to do with this muse. I may either move him to my multimuse or just separate from the TVD fandom COMPLETELY. Remake my backstory for Silas and integrate him with the Vampire Diaries book series (L.J Smiths novels.) I am more likely going to do the second option because I am no longer into the show and do not plan to ever watch it again. (not because it’s bad or whatever, my tastes in what I watch have changed)

So over the course of November I will probably reformat Silas/Solomon. I also wish to apologize for my absence. I started a new school and it’s a hell of a change from a community college to a cal state university, but yes i plan on coming back.

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even more fucking text memes!

symbols:

send ☀ for a good fucking morning text

send ✉ for a un fucking sent text

send ❤ for an i fucking love you text

send ☾ for a good fucking night text

send ✔ for yes of course you fucking can text

send ✕ for of course fucking not text

send ✂ for a fucking lying text

send ❝❞ for a long fucking winded text

send ♋ for a fucking sext

send ► for a fucking wrong person text

send ☢ for a fucking drunken text

actual texts:

txt - "where the fucking hell are you ?"

txt - "i'm going to fucking kill you."

txt - "you looked so fucking hot today."

txt - "why the fuck did you say that?"

txt - "you're a fucking asshole."

txt - "did you fuck him/her?"

txt - "fuck, i did a bad thing."

txt - "you fucking infuriate me."

txt - "seriously, what the actual fuck?"

txt - "did you actually fucking do that?"

txt - "are you fucking drunk right now?"

txt - "i want to fuck you."

txt - "fuck right off."

txt - "i'm fucking sorry."

txt - "i won't fucking apologise."

txt - "this is your fucking fault."

txt - "you're fucking beautiful."

txt - "you're fucking ugly."

txt - "i can't actually believe you fucking did that."

txt - "i fucking despise you."

txt - "fuck."

txt - "i'm in the fucking hospital."

txt - "why the fuck did you do that?"

txt - "i've been fucking arrested."

txt - "i've broken my fucking arm."

txt - "just fucking shut up already."

txt - "lets have fucking shower sex."

txt - "send me fucking pictures."

txt - "n0 of cours im nt fvbking drunk!!"

txt - "i want you fucking naked."

txt - "fuck, that wasnt meant for you."

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like for a thing!!

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    Aurelia had finally found a witch the help her bring him back. It had taken years of trying to convince others that she could calm him if he ever woke and that is his vendetta against the world had been fulfilled. As the years went on she wasn’t entirely sure that she could. Perhaps that was why she sat beside him nervously playing with a twig waiting his awakening instead of worrying and stroking his skin.

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    He turns and his eyes narrow as he focuses on his silent assailant. “You.” He whispers masking his shock. She was dead, she had to be. He watched her die or... or at least he thought he did. Worst of all he had to be dreaming. “What sort of hell is this?”

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“I’ve been around, Silas. You must not have been looking for me. I understand. You’re busy. How’d that immortality spell go? Still think that was a good idea?” The faerie looked at the warlock, wondering why he had gone against her advice in the first place. Immortality was not a blessing.

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   “I am afraid I don’t----” Oh, of course. “I’m sure you can imagine I’ve been quite busy.”

    “I am alive.” Silas shrugs despite the slight complications he’s had since he’s had since rising. “Is there a reason why you are here?” 

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@asoulofstars

   “I haven’t seen the likes of you for a LONG time.”

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@ofeternity

     He stretches his fingers as he lifts his hands. He didn’t think it was possible, but god it felt incredible to be back in his own body. It felt incredible to be back with the living and do what he was meant to. His head snaps up as he hears a twig snap, the rustle of leaves. “Who is there?”

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tag dump p:

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oh my god, i can’t wait for you guys to see my new theme.

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going to revamp this blogp:

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                            A VAMPIRE DIARIES NOVEL                      AND THE ORIGINALS SHOW                           CROSSOVER ROLEPLAY VERSE                                                   @nexusvortiau

To an Old One dimensional travel was not a foreign concept. Klaus himself had visited the Dark Dimension becoming friends with the Devil. Many of his siblings– who had already perished at the hands of hunters and Guardians– existed in the Netherworld, Shadow Souls in the City of Darkness.. there was no shortage of realms of which existed beyond the reach of mere mortals– not that a Demon Gate couldn’t be used if one knew how to find it, of course. However, this was something very different indeed. When two congruent Nexus Vorti– one in the universe of the novels, and one in the universe of the show– created a rift in New Orleans, a gateway was opened, allowing those from two worlds to cross between them.

                      What will happen next is yet unknown.

Niklaus Mikaelson: @anditsxsorrows 

Klaus, the Old One: @deathcanevertouchme

Soloman, the Old One: @unhingedstate 

Celine, the Old One: @sosteravondskap 

Kira Yukimura: @ mcrtisnuntius

Bellamy Blake: @amongthcwreck

Elijah Mikaelson: @suitsofarmor 

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     “Ég skil ekki kerfið.” Celine stated, picking up the laptop and throwing it across the room in frustration. Perhaps it was her own fault since she’d spent the last century ‘playing Goddess on some backwater island’ as her brother had so eloquently put it. 

     With a sigh, she moves to look at his machine, peering over his shoulder because even if it confuses her, her curiosity will always win out. “Stóri bróðir, sýna mér hvernig á að vinna þetta.” Celine asks, though it’s more of a statement accompanied with pouting sad eyes.  

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     “----Bao verdur alveg omogulegt, bu hefur brotid bitt.” A brow raises with slight amusement. He doesn’t know why he expected anything less from her, but he was mildly surprised she managed to keep the device in relatively good condition for a week. Possibly due to Klaus’s constant hovering and her fear he would break it. “Bad er ekki eitthavad sem eg get synt ber Celine, bad er hrein heppni.”

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     There’s pouting involved almost instantaneously with her being sat down– like a child, Soloman and Klaus towering over her as if that was meant to scare her. Her expression turns incredulous as dark hues peer between them and bodies line the floor of the hall where a dance had been held a mere hour before. It was possible she may have gone overboard in retaliation for perceived attempts at preventing her fun. 

     “Honestly, you two can be such bores at times. Where is the man who brought forth the Ides of March relishing in the chaos of dear old Caesar’s death or the man whom can disarm an entire battalion from the shadows? All I did was have a spot of fun. Is that so wrong brothers?”

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    “I believe you forget we do not live in those days.” He frowns in disapproval, his nose scrunched a bit from the overwhelming smell of blood. These people smelt disgusting and he at least thought his sister had better taste. “It would be nice to stay in a town for more than a day without you slaughtering half of it----- also, you should have told us where you were going.” 

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There's a puppy sitting on a couch when Soloman walks in, floppy ears and puppy smile. It's another moment before Celine's head is seen on the other side of the couch arms picking up the puppy and a childish smile across her features. "I'm keeping him."

    Oh hells, not again. “Celine--- sister, if I may remind you what happened to you’re ah... last puppy?” Brows knit in confusion at the bundle of fur in her arms. “----You could have at least picked something that looks... nicer, that THING is hideous.”

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@unhingedstate continued from here

                              Venom pooled in every cell of her body…

                           anger, rage, love, hate, fear…

                          all of these emotions coalescing and becoming                      the manifestation of roaring storms and superheated                                                     h u m i d i t y. 

Soloman was indeed every bit as strong as he allowed himself to believe– this much had not escaped the Old One, however, that did not mean he understood what was truly at stake. The Guardian’s blood was the only thing in the entirety of the universe which could cause their final death and while Celine’s actions appeared to rise to harsh extremes– sending a hand through your child’s body typically frowned upon by the masses–they were ultimately in the service of protecting her son from a much more agonizing fate. 

          A small laugh escapes her features, emotions suddenly           shifting to a new extreme. “Oh my dear child, there it is           the moment I have been waiting for all these many           centuries. The moment you would rise from our ashes            and present yourself in your own image.” She moves            forward, smeared blood still upon her hand even after           wiping it, and she places her hand gently upon his face. 

There’s an air of pride in her voice now, her previous anger gone like a howling wind to the sea. Still that does not mean she will allow him to go after the Gilbert girl.“The girl has too many followers to be met alone. I will never kill you my darling Soloman, nor will I allow them to do such to you. If you wish a fight… go after the other one in Costa Rica.” For he was much less defended, an Earthly Guardian all the same. It was an option with much less potential danger for him and  one she could distract him with as her and Klaus went after the other.

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   Oh but he has, under various disguises. While his siblings    spent their time vying for their parents approval, he was     unfortunate to learn the hard way. There was nothing he     could--- wanted to do that would make his father view him    as an equal. To be proud of him. So he made a name for himself.

       Defiant as a child, he turns his head, tearing his hatred        filled eyes from whatever hid in hers. “I have never been        in your shadow, or his. I’ve always----” He pauses and         bites his tongue, “I’ve always protected myself.”

           “You don’t believe I know about the girl? I know all about            Miss Elena Gilbert. As much as I dislike repeating myself, I            must remind you that I am not like them. I am not a fool nor             am I hot-tempered, nor impatient. I know about her followers.            What they do, where they live. What they’re capable of.” He            chuckles and shakes his head, “Unlike you or father or the rest            of my dearly departed siblings, I have the power it takes to             take down the guardians. Mark my words, I will kill them.”          Even if his life was lost, he would bring them down                        

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theme is def going to go under revamp, but i am back i suppose.

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niiklausx

“---Surely you have better things      you could be doing?”