“ ------  let’s  play  a  game,       shall  we?       you  tell  me  where  stefan  is,        and  i’ll  make  sure  you  hardly  feel  any  pain  at  all...  ” 

“ ------  allow  me  to  make  myself  perfectly  clear  then.       you,       are  mine.       and  if  you  dare  think  of  running  away  again,       i  will  see  to  it  that  you  never  again  see  the  light  of  day.  ”

1. vanilla  ice  cream.

2. smol  animals.

3. anything  that  has  to do  with  game  of  thrones.

4.  running ( tbh, exercise  in  general )

          ❛   to make this sort of house excursion interesting we may as well just end it in your favourite red room of pain. —– you know, dear brother, sometimes i can get awfully impatient in long wait of a special treat.    ❜

“ ------  do  you  ever  stop  and  wonder  if  perhaps  that  is  why  everyone  grows  so  tiresome  of  your  antics?       patience  is  virtue.       one  would  have  thought  you  would  have  learned  it  by  now.  ”

           ❛  i’m  sorry  ,  i  TRULY  am  !  ❜  bonnie  inhaled  a  sharp  breath  encountering  the  other  ,  her  dark  eyes  settled  upon  the  empty  space  between  them  before  she  found  the  COURAGE  to  take  a  second  glance  at  him  ,  a  genuine  smile  erupting  on  her  lips  .  ❛  i  wish  i  COULD  help  you  ,  but  you’ve  gotten  the  wrong  person  .  ❜  / /  @truehorror

he said     —     centuries .       on that same earth :      his figure being not of her time ,       but the past .       a creature    .  .  .    a man not of her kind ,   not of anyone’s kind ,   except for his ,   and his alone .    a fearsome thought ,   that leaves her in obvious surprise :   eyes widened ,   a quiet gasp stolen that same second .   klaus mikaelson :   how could she not know  ?    the original vampire .    the one who has lived a thousand lives ,   a thousand years .    she had in front of her an enemy ,   an immortal one too ,   for she ,   as naive as she was ,   little did she know about going after those against her kin .    for he was a werewolf ,   yes ,   but not only that .    he was also a killer   —   the blood of others nurturing his same essence .    she should have known that ,   how foolish could she have been  ?     her features are stiffer ,     now ,     although not a trace of physical opposition seems to appear ,   despite ,   perhaps ,    for a foot to step back ,    but not moving herself entirely .     what good was it for ,   anyways ,   to stand away  ?   she knew what he was ,   and thy same knowledge kept her still .    a child’s naivety keeping her in the forest   —   a hand reaching out for the wolf living within it .     `     i don’t   —   i don’t think i quite understand you ,     i am   .  .  .   more than happy as i am now ,     `       an invitation seemed to linger onto his tongue ,   some sort of invitation she was not ready to receive .     had something happened in her absence  ?     for that ,   she could not answer .    all she had was questions ,   a man ,   and his words .    appealing words ,   although with a malevolent touch to them .    she did not trust him .        `     you must have taken the wrong   —   girl .     `

“ - if you think any of this was a part of my fantasy you’re sick. you can say whatever you want, klaus, but i don’t believe you. if you wanted us dead, you would’ve killed us a long time ago. just accept the fact that you aren’t going to get your way. “

          ❛    useful as a hostage or maybe a compelled spy? you know, it would be a pleasure of mine to hang him upside down and get rid of all that vervain in his system. —– so, who will go and fetch some chains and plastic sheets?  ❜

“ ------  all  in  due  time,  sister.  for  now,       i  suggest  we  take  a  different  approach.       we  want  our  guest  to  feel  at  home,  don’t  you  agree?       give  him  a  grand  tour  of  our  home.       i  am  sure  you  can  find  a  way  to  make  things  rather...       interesting.       ”