#herleads

❝ am i a fantastic leader or what?! ❞

ㅤㅤ @herleads , angry kisses / from caroline .

ㅤㅤㅤㅤstanding in front of the fireplace , his gaze was locked on the crackling flames as his thoughts raced . never a dull moment in his mind , as per usual . the sound of the door opening easily travelled down the hall and to his ears , frame automatically tensing as a result . ' klaus ! ' her voice eased his tension a bit , part of him finding comfort in the familiarity of it - despite the seemingly angry tint . his name was repeated , but he didn't respond , letting her find him . she finally did , though accompanied by a huff . ' hello , caroline , ' he greeted calmly , finally turning to face her . ' is there something i can do for you ? ' there was a tense pause before she approached him , blonde locks dancing in a rather mesmerizing way as she closed the distance between them in a flurry of movement . he shifted as she crowded his space , certainly not against it but instinctively wary - people typically only got this close to harm him , after all . his lips parted in surprise when she pulled him down , only to be covered with her own . he remained frozen for a few heartbeats before responding , the mangled organ in his chest called a heart soaring as he returned the gesture . hands resting on her hip and the back of her head , he held her close . their lips parted only to come back together from a different angle , the heat of their bodies entwining as the same air filled their lungs . after what felt like a small eternity and yet still wasn't long enough , she finally pulled away , leaving him feeling almost bereft as he lingered near . the vulnerability of the unexpected moment left him feeling borderline uncomfortable , so he defaulted to his usual mask of arrogance , smirk cutting dimples into his cheeks . ' feeling pent up , love ? '

was that even a question? of course she could - he was taken aback from her asking that he almost forgot to answer her. ❛ yes, absolutely. ❜ riven happened to be off doing what riven does best leaving his side of the dorm unoccupied and silent - ᴀᴛ ʟᴇᴀsᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇғᴜʟ ᴇᴠᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ. sky propped himself higher onto his pillows glancing down at bloom who was laying against his chest, ❛ just don't forget to tell the others, i don't need to get texts from terra or aisha questioning me if you've run away again. ❜ he teased.

he dragged his fingers aimlessly against her back, ᴀ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʀɪʟʏ ǫᴜɪᴇᴛ ғɪʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ - this was all he W A N T E D - to just exist with bloom without chaos. ❛ what do you want to do after you graduate alfea? ❜ he could have kicked himself for bringing up the topic, but part of him knew the conversation would one day need to be held. ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡᴀs ʜɪs ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴀs ʜᴇʀs ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ.

@herleads asked: “you’re doing so good.” / mags

As if in wordless retort, Alex's throat bobbed, her fingers curling into Maggie's back, the exhale she breathed catching on it's way out.

@herleads asked: "i hope you find whatever it is you need." / maggie

" You too, " Alex breathed, plainly, softly: A simple admission of longing, unclouded by senseless ambiguity or senseless denial, no matter how she'd tried to set aside the relentless encroachment of drawn - out and preemptive grief and let Maggie go. But there was no discrediting that letting those words loose took everything she had — every inch of self - restraint in the face of the ring weighted in her palm, every iota of resistance against taking another swig of something strong from the liquor drawer to dull the suffocating, heavy throb ushered into the rhythm of her pulse by Maggie's watery - eyed glance.

Nor that simply existing in her soon to be ex - partner's presence, so perilously close to the brink of giving up everything they'd had, everything they'd ever built together, hurt more than maybe anything she'd ever known.

Wishing she'd been able to find what she needed with Maggie — a kid, everything that came with motherhood — was simply futile.

And yet, while Kara had always come first, that she needed them both ought to have gone without saying.

" I know, " she ceded, softly, the measure of her exhale tight with a sudden surge of self - reproach, of self - consciousness. " My sister has always been my priority. But I never meant to make you feel that way. "