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[el3nasa]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤi have decided that the only way to ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlive is to embrace grief, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤfor grief only exists where love ㅤ𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐞𝐥𝟑𝐧𝐚𝐬.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤi have decided that the only way to ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤlive is to embrace grief, ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤfor grief only exists where love ㅤ𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭. 𝐞𝐥𝟑𝐧𝐚𝐬.

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okay yeah, think im gonna be moving! feel free to like this if u want me to follow u from her new account <3

i've had this account for so long and it's so messy im highkey thinking of archiving 😩

[el3nasa]

i've had this account for so long and it's so messy im highkey thinking of archiving 😩

[el3nasa]

She’s quick to place a dismembered steering wheel and gas pedal on the counter. Leaning against the cool quartz as she grins ear to ear at Elena. “I went junking.” Oh she shines with pride, even if she knows she may be reprimanded. “Or well — I saw a piece of junk and I decided to unburden it.” Fingernails tap against the two articles, “you don’t think Damon will miss them right? As far as I’m concerned it’s an improvement. “

ㅤㅤshe stares at the parts for a moment, flabbergasted by the sight. damon's gonna be so pissed is the first thought that crosses her mind, and a snort escapes her as a result. she laughs even more as elizabeth continues, dissolving into a fit of giggles. ❛❛ i - i think he will miss them, ❜❜ she finally replies, amidst peals of laughter and attempting to catch her breath. ❛❛ which just makes your junking trip even better. ❜❜ maybe she should scold the other, but it's really a harmless little prank that will highly annoy the elder salvatore - she sees no reason not to enjoy it. ❛❛ where should we hide them? ❜❜ she asks conspiratorially, dark gaze twinkling with mischief.

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anyway im obviously making relationship edits, so if u'd like one, feel free to let me know 🤍

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elena and stefan - for @salvatoraes 🤍

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ㅤㅤshe chuckles. ❛❛ matt's a great guy, there was a time when i was quite endeared to him too. ❜❜ though their lives have taken far different paths than she could've ever imagined when they were together, she still hopes he can find true happiness. sometimes she's wistful for that old life, but has accepted that it has long since passed. if she let herself imagine what she's lost, the despair would swallow her whole, those emotions stronger than ever before. at least talking about klaus doesn't evoke the same fear it once did, and she likes to think it's because she's growing past that human girl who was afraid at nearly every turn. ❛❛ sounds like he's got his hands too full to worry about little old me, anyway. ❜❜ it's not like she imagines she'll ever be friends with the hybrid, but she'd certainly settle for civility.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ that's a relief, because i'll probably slip up and call you it again. it just ... suits you. ❜❜ maybe it's his nobility, the way he looks, his mannerisms, or a mix of all three. whatever the case, she means it when she says it's fitting for him. again, she's fascinated by the thought of how much he knows, listening to him so easily switch to another language. ❛❛ arrival of a train, ❜❜ she repeats, accepting the drink with another smile. ❛❛ i'll have to see if there's somewhere i can watch it; silly or not, i love history. ❜❜ her expression softens as he continues, easily imaging how a child could brighten a home. she'd always thought she'd have children of her own and a big family, but that future is out of reach now, nothing more than a dream.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ i'm glad, ❜❜ she says, tone genuine. ❛❛ this might be weird to say after everything klaus put me through, but ... i always thought i saw a spark or two of humanity in him. it makes sense to me that becoming a dad changed him for the better. i hope he can be the father for hope that he needed when he was young. ❜❜

"understandable.  luckily  then,  my  sister  is  elsewhere  and  she  won't  be  inconvenience  you  with  her  presence.  i  believe  she  is  quite  endeared  with  your  friend,  mr.  donovan."  he  does  not  point  out  his  own  emotions  regarding  his  sister  being  involved  with  someone  so.  .  .human  because  it  would  be  hypothetical.  a  long  time  ago,  elijah  had  been  involved  with  them.  it  would  not  be  fair  but  from  all  of  those  who  are  behind  his  sister's  affection,  at  least  he  can  tell  matt  donovan  wish  for  her  well  being.  "unfortunately,  i  cannot  say  the  same  thing  for  my  brother."  but  klaus  was  busy  doing  his  own  thing  and  if  he  does  find  out  about  elena's  arrival,  it's  often  elijah  who  deals  with  the  guests  .  the  original  stands  up,  moving  across  the  room  to  pour  himself  a  new  drink,  pulling  a  glass  away  for  her,  even  if  the  invitation  wasn't  voiced  out  loud.

"i'm  well  versed  on  what  people  speak  like  these  days,  elena.  it's  entirely.  .  .amusing.  not  unwelcome,  just.  .  .curious."  and  he  leaves  it  as  such  as  he  pours  the  drinks,  eyes  looking  over  briefly.  he  notices  the  shape  of  her  smile  and  how  rare  such  sights  had  been  during  his  sting  in  mystic  falls.  "L'arrivée  d'un  train  en  gare  de  La  Ciotat,  Arrival  of  a  Train.  Delightful,  if  not  silly  by  today's  productions."  The  french  accent  slips  with  ease  as  he  extends  the  drink  back  to  her,  the  mention  of  his  niece  giving  him  a  brief  pause.  "hope  is.  .  .let's  say  she  brought  life  to  this  house.  at  a  much  needed  moment."  the  smile  is  visible  as  he  speaks  of  his  niece.  truly,  his  family's  hope  made  body.  

"she  is  tempered,  expected,  something  she  gets  from  my  brother.  but  she  is  kind,  and  gentle,  despite  her  young  age.  I  believe  she  will  become  a  great  woman."  a  short  pause  then,  as  he  takes  on  a  drink,  considering  his  words.  "my  brother  is  not  our  father.  all  my  desires  to  see  change  in  him,  came  true  when  he  first  hold  her  in  his  arms."

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elena and klaus - for @savagevillain 🤍

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ㅤㅤthe reference is only vaguely familiar, but she finds it to be rather funny anyway - mainly because of its delivery, and her smile's returning before she realizes it. ❛❛ i'll take a refill, though i should probably go with something fruity this time so i'm not so miserable drinking it. ❜❜ she likes to try and fit in with the boys by drinking beer, but god is it awful. how her dad had managed to drink it for so long is beyond her, but cheers to him anyway. ❛❛ and i think i'd like to hear more about that job; your reference went just a bit over my head. ❜❜

dean arched a surprised eyebrow at her assumption about their parents, as the thought had already occurred to him. " y'know, you might be right about that... " he agreed, though he didn't pursue that topic further. at her question, he glanced at their surroundings " that's right. just wrapped up a job in illinois. and let's just say, children shouldn't play with dead things. " he answered cheekily, prideful of his old-timey movie reference that might have barely been understood. " but, uh— anyway ... " shrugging, he gulped down the last few sips of his drink and set it on the bar in front of him. glancing over in the direction of her glass, he nodded pointedly, " — refill? "

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❛ i didn’t want you to see me like this. ❜

ㅤㅤher smile is soft, understanding. ❛❛ all the more reason i needed to. ❜❜ there's no judgment in her tone, and there never will be. she simply wants to be there for the other, regardless of how bad the situation may be. ❛❛ you can always talk to me, no matter what it's about. ❜❜

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ㅤㅤtoes curling where they rest against the tub, she fights to remain still as requested. ❝ you could enjoy yourself and go faster, ❞ she points out, attempting to sound far less affected than she is. but she's reveling in having him around her, in her, the strength of his arms making her feel coveted and secure. her back bows against him as his hips lift, the way her body parts for his causing her mouth to mewl with need. her head falls back to rest against his shoulder, form entirely resting against his. ❛❛ you're choosing now to listen to me? ❜❜ she sounds both amused and exasperated, hips clearly trying to move despite the iron grip holding them. instead, she ops to place one of her hands on his, small fingers entwining with large ones and leading them to the aching bundle of nerves at her apex. even the lightest touch of his fingers to her core causes her inner muscles to clench tightly down on him, breasts heaving at the sharp inhale that fills her lungs. ❛❛ please, daddy? ❜❜ she begs, tossing any sort of coyness or attempt at aloofness to the wind. he knows she likes to be taken hard, to be marked up and shown how much he truly wants her - wants to feel him tomorrow. and there's a time and place for teasing, but it's not when she's this hungry.

HER IRRESISTIBLE STUBBORNNESS DOESN'T DETER HIM, as he knows full well that she'll be craving him as much as he craves her after the disagreement of the day. Amply proven by her lack of resistance as he sinks her down on him, her eagerness to get things moving along; the noises escaping her make him serve to make him hungrier. He has been starved of her touch today. ❛ I want to enjoy myself, ❜ he murmurs as he shifts his attention onto the bare skin of her back, littering gentle kisses down the length of her spine, arms tightening around her waist as he holds her steady. Her impatience is evident, deliciously satisfying, but he will make this well worth her wait. The water is warm as it laps around his hips, but she is warmer, the connection of their bodies an irrepressible heat. One hand strokes down her thigh before gripping it tightly, fingers making a mark, and his other curves around the ridge of her hip. Torturously slow, he pushes upwards with his hips, deepening inside her, whilst applying pressure on her hip to meet it. The feel of her around him has him opening his mouth against her back, words breathed into her skin; ❛ Aren't you always telling me patience is a virtue? ❜

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ㅤㅤit was still almost surreal, actually attending college. she could remember talking to her mom about it, and how confident she'd been that she would some day get a degree and write professionally, no matter in what form. she was of course partial to just writing her own novels, but well, she could work her way up to that someday. she already had so many ideas bouncing around in her mind for future books, some of which had been jotted down in one of her numerous notebooks. so she wanted to be a novelist, but maybe she'd focus on journalism first, get her name out there ...

ㅤㅤher ruminations and future planning were interrupted by class ending, and she sent the professor a sheepish smile before gathering her books and leaving the room. checking her phone to see everyone in the group chat talking about where they wanted to grab lunch, she almost didn't see him before running straight into him. she simply stared up at him for a moment, phone hanging limply in her hand. ❝ uh, yeah, i am. are you ... ? ❞ if so, he was either new to the class or very quiet, because she was certain she'd have noticed him before otherwise.

closed starter for @el3nas

Five years.

A blink of an eye for an immortal being, but each had seemed to drag by slowly. The questions plagued him. Who is she? Why does she look like her? How is this possible? But as eternity slid like molasses through an hour glass the questions turned to daydreams, What's she like? I wonder how she's doing today? Would she like this book?

It was inane and he knew it.

Five years.

Stefan Salvatore stayed away as long as he could, pouring his will and discipline into leaving the unknown girl to live her life, safely away from him.

It was small slips at first. Looking up her yearbook in his sleepy little home town. Scrolling through her social media, though very little was public. Then larger slips. Scrolling through her friend's social media, finding out where they'd all chosen to go to university. Then in almost a fugue state, Stefan enrolled as a student. It was so easy to find out her major and her class schedule. Though he still promised himself to keep his distance, the draw was magnetic and only a few weeks into the semester he finally sought her out.

"Hey there, you're in creative writing 102, right?"

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(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

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ㅤㅤ❝ aw, does seeing me like this almost feel like looking in a mirror? ❞ she coos, clearly unaffected by his tone. ❝ now you have just a small taste of what everyone around you deals with on a daily basis. ❞ her head tilts to the side, dark gaze sharper than usual as she studies him. without her overwhelming love for him clouding her judgement, she’s able to see things much clearer. ❝ you know, i’ve been wondering why even you’ve been pushing back on this so hard, ❞ she muses, stepping over the body so she’s chest to chest with him. ❝ and i bet it’s nothing you mentioned. you just miss your little pet, don’t you? the one that was loyal to only you and was desperate for even a drop of your attention. ❞ she places a hand on his chest, tracing a line up to rest on his jawline. ❝ an endless well of affection you were able to draw from … but that's gone now and you know you won’t get that anywhere else, because no one else can put up with you like i did, hm? ❞ she murmurs, expression painted with cruelty so very unlike her. ❝ you just want me back under your thumb. ❞

THERE'S A SHARP SHARD OF HURT, when he takes the moment to consider his emotions about his situation, which he is valiantly trying not to. She's not herself; this is not her. It's a mantra he's been repeating to himself ever since he saw the usual ray of affection absent in those beautiful brown doe-eyes, a dagger to his heart; is this how his siblings felt ? She has spun so wildly out of control ( his control ) he feels his footing stumble, hopelessly uneven on this new terrain.

❛ It's not a role reversal I'm too keen on myself, sweetheart, ❜ he returns, tone harsh because why bother with gentleness in this state? It'll only come over as weakness and she's a predator with none. ❛ And I imagine if I leave you alone, you'll commit something you can't take back ; and while you don't care about that right now, and neither do I, you will. Truth be told, I can't be bothered to listen to your whining once you're back in your natural state. ❜ Because he will get her back, eventually.

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ㅤㅤshe gives a sigh, fingers picking distractedly at the hem of her sleeve. ❛❛ no, i'm not, ❜❜ she admits, lips twisting into a displeased moue. ❛❛ but ... i'm only capable of so much. i couldn't handle living this life if i didn't come to accept that. ❜❜ life has become to dangerous to be reckless, to bite off more than she can chew. it wouldn't just get her in trouble - sticking her nose where it doesn't belong or thinking she can handle a fight when she can't could get herself or a loved one killed. she can act brave and fight back all she wants, but she's rather powerless in the grand scheme of things. becoming a vampire hadn't changed that, even when it feels as though everything else is different. if anything, people have become even more focused on controlling her - trying to fix her. even though it's likely out of concern, it still makes her feel like they see her as a chipped doll, one that needs to be kept untouched on a shelf. is she not allowed to have flaws? be less than perfect? a frustrated breath leaves her. ❛❛ blowing off some steam is a great idea. ❜❜

HER  eyes  are  closed.  white  brows  drawn  together  on  her  forehead  as  she  listened  to  elena  describe  the  past  days  events.  she'd  only  been  gone  for  less  than  a  full  week  and  it  seemed  shit  had  hit  the  fan  harder  than  expected.  this  town  was  a  god  damn  nightmare  that  was  for  certain,  but  here  she  was  back  again.  elizabeth  peels  her  eyes  open  to  look  at  @el3nas  with  a  concerned  expression,  "  and  you're  just  completely  okay  with  that?  "  her  words  stretch  out  in  disbelief  as  she  frowns.  there  wasn't  much  that  could  be  done,  but  damn  if  she  didn't  wish  she  could  do  more  for  her.  she'd  already  offered  to  kill  the  issue,  but  that  had  been  denied  with  a  firm  no  thank  you.  maybe  in  time  she'd  learn  elena's  method  of  not  always  killing  to  solve  a  problem,  until  then  she'd  just  have  to  okay  it  with  her  whose  head  got  chopped  off  and  whose  stayed  high  and  connected.  "  if  you  want,  we  can  go  blow  off  some  steam?  its  not  much  but  its  something  besides  just  sitting  here  feeling  like  shit.  "

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

🌀 Sentence starters meant to be used as roleplay prompts .  This is from the mun’s 2022 Spotify Wrapped, songs 1-30.  Please feel free to change pronouns and words as needed. And give it a heart if you recognize the songs!

are you shining just for me?

there’s just so much that i can’t see.

i felt it from the first embrace i shared with you.

all we’re looking for is love from someone else.

i’ll be here, and you’ll be alright.

all that i need’s this crazy feeling, i think i want it to stay.

you never shined so brightly.

visions are seldom all they seem.

is there something else you’re searching for?

in all of my good times i find myself longing for change.

in the bad times, i fear myself.

aren’t you tired of trying to fill that void?

you live, but you hardly talk.

i see you everywhere.

apart from you, i have no expectations.

i’m not crazy, i love you, that’s all.

take my hand and promise me that everything will be fine.

hold me tight…i want to stay.

i don’t know how to love anymore.

love makes a fool turn into a king.

i’d fight for you again and again.

we’re living a love story.

you are all i long for, all i worship and adore.

in other words, i love you.

you know that i want you, you know that i need you.

i want your love and i want your revenge.

you’re a criminal as long as you’re mine.

go to sleep, little one. you are so precious to me.

you are safe in my arms, safe from any harm.

i promise to love you every day of forever.

you are the most beautiful soul to me.

you are my life, before you i was lost.

saving you saved me.

i’m so afraid of dying lonely, and i swear to god i love you only.

where are the make believers?

i’ve strayed away from good intention more often than i care to mention.

it seems at times i’ve left behind the songs of yesterday.

the truth of the matter is that i never let you go.

look at the stars, look how they shine for you.

you know i love you so.

for you, i’d bleed myself dry.

come, let me love you. let me give my life to you.

let me drown in your laughter, let me die in your arms.

let me always be with you.

hold me safe and keep me warm.

you can’t read my poker face.

russian roulette isn’t the same without a gun.

baby, when it’s love if it’s not rough it isn’t fun.

i could run and look for shelter.

don’t you know you stop the room?

you must be my once in a lifetime.

i wanna run to feel again, to be no one.

let’s paint our bodies and chase the sky.

if i never know, at least i’ll lie.

all my life i’ve been burning by the dreams i’ve had.

everybody loves the things you do

you feel like home. you’re like a dream come true.

can i have a moment? before i go?

nobody told me that you’d be here.

i guess i still care. do you still care?

our flaws are who we really are

i’ve been here too long, and i don’t want to wait for it.

i’m willing to fight for this and carry this weight.

when i close my eyes i see you everywhere.

you found her, now go and get her.

we’ll raise a toast to the dreams we never lost.

people pray in church on sunday for moments like the day you took my hand.

i’ll love you until the day i die.

some things were meant to be.

take my hand, take my whole life too.

it was a careless kiss, i must confess…

i do care, but it hurts too much.

i’m worried that it’s gonna get too hard.

i’m not gonna make it.

will i have wasted all this time if we don’t see this through?

if i’m not what you need, i promise i’ll play the part.