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𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥 ⁱ ᵗᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 αηgєℓѕ !
𝑖 ) a private & 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 blog for " 𝐸𝐿𝐸𝑁𝐴 𝐺𝐼𝐿𝐵𝐸𝑅𝑇 " ⁽ ᴱᴸᴬ ᴳᴼ̈ᶻᴬᴸᴬᴺ ⁾ . 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵 , 𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶 𝗷𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗰 . themes present include : 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 , m̳e̳l̳a̳n̳c̳h̳o̳l̳i̳c̳ ̳ ̳ ̳ ̳g̳i̳r̳l̳h̳o̳o̳d̳ , 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒹𝓇𝑜𝓌𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝑔𝓇𝒾𝑒𝒻 , ᵍᵒᵈ'ˢ ᶠᵃᵛᵒʳⁱᵗᵉ ˢᵃᶜʳⁱᶠⁱᶜⁱᵃˡ ˡᵃᵐᵇ & 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 . 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗋 .
¹ 𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖮 , ² 𝖲𝖨𝖣𝖤𝖡𝖫𝖮𝖦 , ³ 𝖯𝖨𝖭𝖳𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖳 & ⁴ 𝖲𝖯𝖮𝖳𝖨𝖥𝖸 .
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it pained him, endlessly. a turmoil that never seemed to pause, and when it did; it was so fleeting, just for the penny to drop all over again. the stares given his way of a different kind these days, making his skin crawl and leaving him with an itch that nauseated. his father was a murderer, and all of mystic falls knew it. when in reality, the blood was on his hands; and it took every ounce of strength to get through the day carrying the weight of it. the energy that was poured into fighting against the guilt that threatened to drown him on dry land. the truth about said crime was only the tip of the iceberg, though, and the second was seconds from spilling free.
he hears her words, and he loves her for it. "i know," jj manages to utter, a faintness that he's unsure she even hears. elena gilbert had always been one of his fiercest defenders; refusing to allow a bad word to be uttered in her presence, and god knows at times he didn't deserve such loyalty. on many occasion, john jacob had done such things in which he was accused; yet, none of it seemed to matter to her. with a deep breath taken into his lungs, he grits his teeth against the influx of emotion that threatens to spill forth once more. john jacob needed to get ahold of himself, before a spiral ensued.
reluctantly, he pulls back from elena, but finds that his hands linger upon her frame still; as if steadying himself, until one raises to swipe over his countenance to rid his face of whatever evidence was left of his tears. "ain't even the worst part," he sniffs, his back molars grinding together. jj had kept this to himself, trying to wrap his head around the triggering of his werewolf curse; yet, he'd felt it, in the same way he recalled caroline explain what had happened that night with tyler. and time was running out for him to get a handle on this on his own; the full moon was approaching. "i triggered the werewolf curse, elena."
breath hitches in that moment , the disclosure he'd uttered knocking the wind from her lungs & leaving her stunned . LYCANTHROPY was a curse wretched enough to break every bone in silhouette once a month for the sole purpose of being transformed into a beast . even though respiration fails it isn't because fear creeps into her core , instead , the restriction is psyche grasping the reality he'd now be forced to endure . the agony that would ravage his body until blond was no longer recognisable , the anger & grief that would undoubtedly consume like uncontrollable wildfire . tears pricked in her eyes after a beat , she was mourning for the boy he'd lost . ❛ oh jj ... ❜ she's ill-equipped for the situation , meek whisper does nothing but show her sympathy toward @localsalt's predicament .
fingers rake through mahogany strands , instinctual habit carried out while she thinks , trying to come up with a plan to help him . it may be FUTILE to think optimistically in a time like this , facing an age old supernatural curse appeared to be something better left untouched . yet elena mulls over scenarios , possibilities in which she might offer him company to navigate this new world . ❛ how can i help ? ❜ she understands to an extent what it means to be victim of the werewolf gene , caroline divulged everything she'd witnessed after helping tyler . from limited information the brunette was aware he needed to find a secure location far from the town's population , chains that were strong enough to bind a wolf & a specific herb capable of SUBDUING animalistic tendencies . ❛ during the next full moon i'll stay by your side , i don't want you going through this alone . ❜
the hard lines around his face softened unexpectedly, as if the wash of concern from an empty morning had dissipated with her voice alone. caught off-guard by her gift, stefan was momentarily flustered where he stood, before he shook his head and seemed to come back to himself — albeit a little embarrassed, grinning boyishly. ‘‘ breakfast, for me? ’’ he peered over her shoulder as he strode closer, cataloguing a still-solid kitchen and mild smoke with poorly concealed amusement. ‘‘ that's an improvement, elena. you went from certainly to almost. ’’
but for all his teasing there was little hiding what he truly felt, both a burst of fond surprise and endearment. her offering was met with accepting hands, setting the batch of pancakes aside before his arms went around her waist.
stefan wasn't a hugger by nature, not like caroline by a long shot, but if he'd learned anything about warmth it was somewhere with her in his arms. ‘‘ don't be hard on yourself; this is perfect, and i'm going to eat the ones you made too. come on, let's eat. ’’ when he pulled back and took a hold of her face, his stomach twisted with a thousand spiked butterflies and a rare smile. ‘‘ thanks for this. you're the sweetest thing to wake up to. ’’
shoulders fall to release the tension she hadn't realised she'd been holding on to . the reaction had quite clearly hinged on not disappointing him simply due to him becoming one of the most important people in her orbit . it was silly really , she recognised it instantly , singed pancakes WOULDN'T BE CAUSE ENOUGH for stefan to distance himself . sheepish grin widens across the expanse of buxom lips , a light tittering laughter echoing between them , ❛ i have high hopes that by next fall you'll have perfect pancakes . ❜
the vanishing distance was welcomed as he hooked toned arms around waist , nose crinkling while she smiles into his chest . the infatuation she felt for him meant she could spend hours tucked into his embrace . ❛ stefan ! i went & got breakfast to avoid having to put you through CULINARY HELL . ❜ when they part she pouts in his grip , although corners quirk & fall away into habitual smile . ❛ you deserve to be doted on . but next time ? you're my sous chef . ❜
i'm literally the priest's favorite sacrificial lamb because i am so docile and sweet and i hold very still when they put the rope around my neck and i trot along so happily while they lead me to the altar and they do not even have to tie me down because i lie so very still and only bleat once or twice in my lovely lamb voice and when the knife comes down it cuts through me like butter and i offer no resistance and i bleed so prettily all over my new white wool and my guts all unspool like the most beautiful shining yarn and my eyes are animal and dumb and hold no accusation and every time i die i come right back as another little lamb because the priest loves me so so much and he always chooses me for the sacrifice every time and he always places one hand on my small and twitching nose to calm me while he lifts the knife and he doesn't do it for the other lambs only me because i'm his favorite
the recollection of that night never seems to fade. someone had died, and it had been his fault; accident or not. the guilt had been suffocating, contracting his chest, having him look over his shoulder for the moment when the sheriff poked holes in his story, or found evidence that proved that luke maybank wasn't responsible for that means death: it was exhausting, he was exhausted. and it was breaking him. it that was the only reason that john jacob had told elena, because he was afraid of what would occur if he were to continue to carry it alone.
emotion flooded to the surface in her embrace, a choked sob muffled against her shoulder. his hand raises behind elena only to instead grip against her back for dear life. jj felt lost, trapped between a rock and a brick wall, and so, so conflicted. "but i did," he croaks, his eyes squeezing shut at the image that is conjured at the mere mention. the obscure angle of the man, the blood that pooled around the fireplace. it stained the stone. "and i blamed him, i─" jj instinctively brings her closer, his fingertips bunching the fabric of her shirt. it takes every ounce of willpower left in his system to quell the breakdown, his face contorting with the effort; a deep breath taken deep into his stomach and held for a moment. "i hate that even though i know the son of a bitch belongs in there: i feel bad that he is."
organ in chest constricts in agony , aching for the dejected blond cradled in her arms . all she wants to do is take his suffering away , to ease the nauseating feeling pooling in gut , rid him of the guilt setting into bones . fingertips smooth tousled strands while he mutters against shoulder , gentle touch another avenue of lulling him into neutral emotion . eyes are squeezed shut , brims pressed together to silence reaction , not a single interruption as he confesses the crushing magnitude of LONG HELD SECRET .
elena refuses to look at jj & see a killer . they'd grown up together , hung out in similar friend groups , she knew his character . there was absolutely no part of her that believed he'd commit a crime on purpose or with malicious intent . ❛ it was an accident , you didn't want him dead . ❜ she utters softly , other hand rubbing small circles onto his back . unlike jj she wasn't present during the incident , nor could she truly understand if he'd had hidden motives , all she can do is trust her heart . vital cardiac organ is confident in her friend , enough so to stake her reputation on believing HE WASN'T A KILLER . ❛ jayj you feel bad because you're a good person . if it was the other way around & your dad put you in prison for a crime he'd committed , do you think he would feel bad ? that's what separates you from him , your heart . ❜
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@hauntsfilm : ‘ excuse the mess . ‘
❛ it's nothing . you should've seen jer's room as a teenager , i have no idea how he found half his stuff . ❜ head shakes , curls bouncing as she laughs . keeping own space neat had followed her from younger years & into adulthood , though she was CERTAIN her blonde best friend would find something out of place , type a personalities often did .
@hauntsfilm : ‘ wow , thank you , that’s really convincing . ‘
❛ hey ! damon bought it . ❜ managing to convince a century old vampire was the harder task , mason on the other hand ? they'd known her since childhood , familiar with her tells & able to see right through the deceit . ❛ fine , YOU GOT ME . promise you won't tell damon ? he's been weirdly overprotective lately . ❜ silhouette shivers , the eldest salvatore put her on edge , any opportunity to keep herself at a distance was taken with haste .
cont. from here .
inclination to offer help to the seemingly lost student gained the better , lined notebook is closed as she pushes up from seated perch & makes her way over . it didn't take long before brunette has plucked book from shelf for the other , a friendly smile in the process . once handed over she laughs softly , ❛ i think it's the shelving system mrs collins uses , luckily i've spent ENOUGH TIME in here to know my way around . ❜ she nods , reassuring @tobeblamed wasn't the only one struggling to find his way around library . ❛ i'm elena , are you new here ? ❜
@oddyseas : ' i was worried where you'd gone . ' ( stefan )
❛ sorry , i wanted to surprise you with breakfast ... ❜ a wince echoes , recalling the haphazard culinary journey from earlier , ❛ but i kind of almost set the house on fire . ❜ she smiles sheepishly , cheeks tinging a pinkish hue , she was definitely embarrassed about her early morning failure . ❛ i hope you're a fan of the grill's pancakes ! i figured picking up food from there would be safer than ANOTHER ATTEMPT . ❜ takeout containers are held up as an offering . ❛ i feel like a total idiot . i shouldn't of gotten distracted , it's just with everything going on ... - at least i can manage a pot of coffee without a fire risk . ❜
@saltslifer : ‘ it wasn’t him ! it was me . ‘
SANDPAPER SWALLOW grates down lining of larynx , truth revealed is difficult to comprehend . taking a life no matter accidental or not remained a topic that dizzied , it made no difference that her friends were intertwined with supernatural world , a life lost was felt deeply by elena every time . features are composed despite the weight behind words , hues are softened in an empathetic glance , jj felt comfortable enough to let her in & so she takes a few steps towards him . before he can protest , she's in his orbit , pulling him in for a compassionate hug . keeping that to himself must've chipped away at insides , all she can do is hold him & reassure him everything would be okay . ❛ shh , jj everything is going to be alright . your dad wasn't a good person , he's where he belongs . you are so much better than he is , you didn't kill that man on purpose . ❜
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❝ who's says i'm snoopin' ? ❞ lies stain on the 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗵'𝘀 𝗲𝗱𝗴𝗲. cursed with a perpetually disobedient gaze, peering where shouldn't / digging graves to find more. gotta look where no one else will, it's written in the blood. ❝ you've got some nerve coming t'talk to scary ol' me, then. ❞ 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛 lingers on the tongue with a followed sip of beer, ❝ are mystic fall folks always this intrusive ? ❞
gaze widens slightly , heightened hearing wasn't the most far fetched idea in mystic falls . but surely , if there was another vampire in town she'd have heard already . ❛ i'm NOT scared of you . ❜ fawn holds self tall , not a sign of faltering . at least not when he's looking . ❛ it's a small town , & i'm the least of your worries . you should be thankful it's me over here & not caroline , ❜ or damon , she thinks as lips press into a thin line .
"listen, i really appreciate everything you've done for me." ( alaric )
brown eyes looked at the younger girl that stood in front of him. there wasn't much of an age difference between them but he knew what it was like to lose a parent, and with everything else going on around the town, alaric looked after his students — especially those involved with everything going on. hearing her speak about appreciating everything he's done. ❝ i guess i went a little above and beyond for my first year of teaching, huh?❞
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russet irises crinkle at sides from impossibly large grin radiating on delicate features . truth be told , without people like her aunt jenna , or mr saltzman , grief might have CONSUMED the gilbert sibling's . voicing her appreciation is the least she can offer . head nods , he was putting his good deed's lightly . ❛ especially for jer , i can't thank you enough for helping us . one day i hope we can return the favour , at the moment all i can offer is dinner . i hope you like chilli , it's a family recipe . ❜
aggressive nature yearns to throw perpetually bruised knuckles in to the supple flesh of elena's cheek. she is a violent child, born in to a violent family with an even more violent history- but it bothers her, how quick the other is to raise her hand, volunteer herself as a MARTYR, as if she could so easily disappear from the lives of those she holds dear- kendra rolled her eyes. " yeah, we're not doin' that. " she is quick to refute. anyone else, and she wouldn't care. let them walk into the cold embrace of death if they're stupid enough to think their 'sacrifice' would make any difference. " god, y'so damn saintly- IT'S SAD, 'lena. n'it's fuckin' annoying. " though kendra's words may be rough, harsh in the eyes of a stranger, they are not. elena is what kenz imagined lorena could have been, had her sister's birth not cost kendra her mother. she wouldn't care if it were LOR offering to act as sheep to the prowling wolf. since it's elena, kenz cares a lot. " good hunters don't need bait n'yways. "
feet are cemented on ground to display confidence in her choice , hands solidified on hips . it was achingly obvious she had little regard for her own mortality & was willing to go to any means necessary to defend friends from demise . she is persephone , shrouded in death , damned to the underworld . maiden has no issue in taking the insults slung in her direction , an EMPATH like herself can read context hidden behind remarks , kendra was scared to lose friend . expression of fears is spat out with vitriol , head shakes in response , ❛ no , it's smart . one life to save the many . you've considered it , if it means saving everyone else we should do it . ❜ gaze is coated in steel even though softness lurks beneath . ❛ maybe so , but good hunters also use resources to their advantage . i'm a resource , use me . you know i'm right when i say one life is a small price to pay . ❜
@brutalcore : ❛ i overheard my name in your conversation … ❜
❛ do you always SNOOP on other people's conversations ? my friend caroline was asking who you were , she thinks your hot . clearly she doesn't know you otherwise your cranky attitude would've scared her off . ❜ snark laces tone that is otherwise dulcet , a simper appears on brims while pregnant pause fills space .
@brutalcore : ‘ wow , thank you , that’s really convincing . ‘
❛ i'm telling the truth .. ❜ she breathes out in exasperation , seraphic disposition surely was able to sway keen paladin off her scent . aside from looks elena had no other skills at her disposal , nectar oozes from smile offered , hoping testosterone would FALL VICTIM to lineaments & give up . ❛ i'm not asking you to trust a stranger completely , though , what do i have to gain by lying ? ❜ protecting her friends for one . hunters arriving in mystic falls often caused trouble & disrupted the lives of those closest to her .
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SHOULDERS MOVE TO INDUCE SHRUG, laughter following along with other while peach skin tints crimson, face flushing out of nervousness even though knowledge of close friend not meaning harshness is clear as day, digits running through messy hair in need of taming, hiss following soon after due to catching endless knots that should have been combed out earlier — but they were running late for class, giving them no chance to truly fix themselves before running into brunette. ❝ of course I know you’re better at keeping secrets than caroline, we all know that, I just — ❞ voice pauses as hand reaches to scratch behind neck, nervous smile pulling at lips to show anxiousness, not truly being ready to tell elena as one was waiting for everyone to come together to say it out loud, ❝ I just don’t want to ruin the surprise, el. I was waiting for everyone tonight to even say anything, but I’ll tell you . . just act surprised tonight ! ❞
eyes widen like a fawn caught in crosshairs of sniper rifle , a sharp intake of air swirls into lungs . she'd almost ruined his surprise all thanks to prying curiosity ! head shakes fervently , loose curls bouncing from the sudden movement . ❛ no ! i can't be the reason your surprise is ruined , I'LL SHUT UP , no more questions from me . ❜ something reminiscent of a girl scouts gesture is held up , the other hand pantomiming locking her lips shut . a sheepish smile is offered apologetically & hand reaches out to rub their shoulder , ❛ i tend to get ahead of myself sometimes , i'm sorry , i can totally wait until tonight . that way my surprised face will be entirely real , no one will ever suspect i almost blew it . ❜
not that he'd ever admit it was so, john jacob had spent a little more than an afternoon looking for the perfect gift for elena's birthday. it was a brand new journal, one with a green velvet cover and a golden moon etched onto it. he'd asked kiara carrera to wrap it for him; considering it was her idea to wrap it in the first place. "so, a little birdie told me it was someone's birthday today," jj spoke mischievously, coming up behind her slyly. taking a side - step and pivoting quite ungracefully, he held out said gift towards her person. "just somethin' i thought you'd like." jj hoped the nerves hadn't seeped into his tone, his tongue darting out to moisten his bottom lip before the tip of it ran along the backs of his bottom teeth. "happy birthday."
being graced with jj's presence always brought a sense of unbridled joy , sensation increasing with his unbalanced pivot which caused a hand to clamp over mouth just in time to hush giggle . the gift he presented to her was unexpected , elena rarely asked for material items when her birthday rolled around , instead valuing time spent with loved ones ; losing majority of lineage shifted perspective . olive hue crinkles at optics' corners as she takes wrapped offering in grasp , ❛ is it a set of keys to the twinkie ? are you FINALLY letting me drive ? ❜ honeyed timbre teases with a waggling brow , banter easing the nerves that seemed to be radiating from blond . nimble fingers remove tape to reveal concealed gift , a journal . she can't help the soft gasp that emits when eyes are met with the sight , fingertips trace over the cover & she tries not to cry despite pooling at edges . ❛ jj this is BEAUTIFUL .. thank you so much . ❜ journal transfers to one hand instead of being gripped in both so that she can move towards him & envelop him in a grateful hug .
