Jan 23, 2020
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hiiiiii i love you
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avidrascal replied to your post: seeing lp back on @avidrascal means i will...
me looking at like - this blog and (RIP) stefan, like hiiiii.
hiiiiii i love you
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@avidrascal ❤.
through it all , rebekah had been the most loyal. no matter what happened , no matter the amount of times klaus decided to dagger the blonde ; she would always stand beside him. always believe in him. but no matter how many times she showed her devotion towards her brother , he never seemed to gather that little tidbit of information. she was never good enough. not for stefan , not for klaus ; it was as if she was cursed. her breaking point came rather quickly. fingers wrapped around the blood bag that held elena gilbert’s blood. another thing that was more important to klaus instead of her loyalty towards him. ❛ it’s always been me. not finn. nor elijah or kol. i loved you through everything and you don’t even care ! ❜ words were laced with anger , tears having welled up in oceanic hues. not that klaus actually cared about her words. she was always dreading the dagger that would come sooner rather than later. she dreaded the coffin that would await her once this argument had finished.
avidrascal replied to your post: &. july 28th can’t come fast enough !!!
W H E RE THE F IS MY INVITE
ASK DEEN. COME JOIN USSSSSS
❛that mess was all Y O U. ❜
the “as usual” goes unspoken.
❛ i actually have table manners.❜
is there an LP lurking around?
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Dear past me,
Dear past me,
Certain matters will soon set a chain of events into motion, that you’ll be a part of which will jeopardize every intention you have to live out that wish you harbor deep down— and you have the ability to prevent that fate. Stop wasting time, stop waiting to say the things which have been and still remain on the very tip of your tongue every time he looks at you. Don’t let anything or anyone, especially not yourself, rob you of the chance to tell him that he’s not just the man you know to be your future; but he’s a father, he's a father to your son. Because you’re right, and I can tell you with an immeasurable certainty that no one could help you raise that little boy better than he can. He wouldn’t do it out of responsibility— no, I know he’d do it out of a love which in ways I know will not even surprise you, because you know what he’s capable of, more so than him. Tell him that his uncertainty is unfounded, tell him what I know is in your mind more than anything else— that there’s no man you trust more with your son than him.
If being a mother, a lover— if having a family is what you desire more than anything; then you need to get out of that village, take what you need to keep him warm, take what you need to keep him nourished, but get out of there. Insist to the ones you adore to come with you, because that camp will not be safe for any of you for much longer, it won’t remain to be the harbor of security you’ve known it to be. You and everyone you care about— all of you deserve so much more than to…—
Please, just run and live.
"Will you let me show you - just how much I've missed you?"
Digits of both hands momentarily laced amidst his own, serving as a guide for her frame to approach him— it was a natural yearning between them, in ways it always had been. It was peculiar how the ages hadn’t tarnished that intrinsic pull; on the contrary, it had somehow only grown stronger, or at least within the core of herself, she knew it had. Intimacy, on a superficial or profound level; had always been something she craved. Though this was only towards him, there would be no other. Any touch of hands, a shared gaze— they served as an anchor, just as each gesture or momentary glance had always been in previous lives.
When her forehead came to rest against his own, reality tickled the corners of lips as she once again found herself where she belonged: right before him. Tips of noses barely touched and irides found their hiding place behind closed lids; as a barely audible melody resonating from a humming filled the remaining space between them.