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oncexaneternalstud:

Somehow adjusting to life not only with the grievance in the form of his younger brother but as a human had been a lot, sure in the beginning vampirism had been something he happily gave up knowing that he could have kids and a family…god even grow old as much as he hated to admit it but that didn’t mean there wasn’t a lot to get used to..even if he wasn’t as much of a dick as he used to be.

The whole dying easily part was something to get used to as well and as much as storms were fun, Damon’s bets were this one was just gonna be a pain in the ass and he wasn’t willing to risk getting hit by some crazy lightning and dying when he’d only just gotten this life.

“Come on, shouldn’t you be inside safe and sound from the big bad storm?….-I mean I don’t know about you but I don’t feel like being storm bait or for that matter tornado bate..-�� he added, raising a brow at the person in front of him. 

“So lets beat it?…otherwise i’m gonna leave you out here or arrest you and throw you in a cell just so you don’t end up like a piece of burnt toast.” he half joked, if he had to he would and the cop thing was definitely the one good thing he’d found easy to get used to.

This felt strange, being human again. She never wanted to be a vampire, never wanted to quirks or powers. Elena was meant to be human, her soul --- everything. It was meant to be this way. And even though things look grim, she has to believe that it will get better. For her future, for his future. For everyone’s future. Everyone is going through something and she’s happy that most of what’s become of her life is how it’s supposed to be. 

The winds were picking up, as every second passes the storm just seemed to get worse. The trees were roaring between the harsh gushes of air pulsating through, from what she could tell most of the people around had been escort inside their homes, or at least somewhere safe. Her eyes were glued to the scene above -----  watching the cold wisps of wind carry an ungodly charge. Perhaps she was trying to internally reason with it, with everything that was happening in the moment. 

A familiar voice chimes, rolling her head to the side to peer over toward him. “Did you just threaten to arrest me ?  We’ll come back to that but ----- I’m not leaving without you Damon.” As soon as his brow raised, her’s did as well, asserting some sort of assertive stance on the matter before allowing a low breath to seep past peachy tiers.  “So we can patrol together or you can come with me.” 

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KLAUS M.

New Orleans had been his Kingdom, his safe haven in which all vexatious thoughts of those who wished to harm him or his family were diminished and yet in the small moments of ignorant bliss he’d left himself open for attack and hell did they attack him…Hayley, his family where it hurt the most. 

Hope named because with no hesitation of thought, she was just that their hope in a thousand years of darkness and something that after such a long time driving people away the big bad hybrid truly loved more than his own ruthless nature; she was his finest piece of work and he wished to do nothing but be the father he’d never had…a cordial thought perhaps? And now…

she was gone, taken…in what felt like nothing but a nightmare and one he for once would rather escape than take control of it himself and when Mystic Falls brought at least something more than he’d had a week ago, he made no hesitation in returning to his home from long ago.

His arrival had been swift, swifter than most of his family though perhaps that being because he felt the most insecure, that Mikael had decided to give him the one gift he didn’t want: being a bad father and he hated it. 

Hunger had taken over and while he had a town to rip apart in search of his littlest wolf, he wouldn’t let a meal go awry. 

“Sorry luv’ i’m parched and unfortunately for you…you’re the meal.” he chuckled, his arm wrapping around the neck of the female while his teeth extended and he got ready to feast. 

Klaus was truly back.

There was so much going on all at once, and the truth is she’s having a hard time keeping up with everything. Her mental capacity is beginning to reach the end of the line, and as the days go by she’s finding it harder and harder to keeping moving in every direction she’s been thrown to since waking from her not so eternal slumber. To make matters worse, her home, the place she grew, the only place she’s really ever know is under attack. Again. 

The storm was getting bad, a shroud of gloom tethered itself to Mystic Falls and it was starting to cause panic among the masses. As quickly as she could she started to escort residents inside their homes, making sure nobody had been injured. Just as she was on her way to see if there was anyone else left to attend to a gut wrenching shrill caressed her ears and she instantly became alert. Her feet felt as if they left the ground, the pads of her shoes barely touching the ground as she took off as fast as her humanly silhouette would allow. 

“Klaus ---” A breath caught among her throat. The scene she’d come to, she’d known it well and it was unsurprising to see the that he was the one bearing his arm over an innocent, his eyes were meld with hunger, and she knew he was ready to take every last drop with no regrets. As she inched closer, she made sure her footing was slow; cautious. Docile hands raise, lifting her chin and slowly letting the locked air slip past the passages of her nose. With mellifluous tones, and a will to keep her shaky voice assertive, she tried to help. 

“Klaus, you don’t have to do this, let them go and I will help you.”

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Hey guys ! I’m Letha I’m 22 and i really love cheetos. and I am very excited to be writing with everyone here. Also I know I’m late to the party but today was an extremely busy day for me so please excuse my tardiness. I promise tomorrow/possibly tonight will be better activity wise. Edit: I passed out writing this. SO here I am ready to be active. 

so as we all know elena gilbert is a cinnamon bun that will always be eager to protect and help those she loves, at any costs. this remains the same. 

there have been some changes, especially to elena’s quickly receding mental health. while she was under elena dealt with an abundance of dreams and nightmares that were constant relevance to her condition. 

i imagine these were a lot like when vampires travel into the mind of another and basically paints a picture for them. the person doesn’t have initial control over what they see but rather what the vampire wants them to see. so she no control over what played in her head, it just happened.

these scenes that played in her mind were always past events and most times past events that really took a toll on elena. these could be anywhere from watching a loved one die to turning into a vampire. 

on the are occasions he did have an uplifting scene, this would include stuff like graduating, for fond memories of being around her loved ones. however these were few and far behind compared to the darker dreams.

elena’s human; she was always meant to be human. there’s no other option for her. she never wanted to be turned, or have her flip switched or be anything than she already was.

however being human has it’s downfalls. she can’t defend nearly as much as before, but she is training again. brushing up on her hunting to try and make herself useful for the shit storm that’s eventually going to come. 

elena doesn’t sleep much, it’s too stressful on her. every time she closes her eyes she feels as if she’s never going to wake up, let alone her vivid and horrible dreams never stopped even after being released from the eternal slumber.

she’s currently going to med school bc my baby just wants to help people and make sure they’re okay, and really save lives. that shit’s important to her lil baby ass. 

she may seem a little distant or even just a little off? it’s generally because she’s going through it, and she’s trying to be as normal as possible but it’s hard for her. she just wants to be normal, she just doesn’t understand why her brain won’t let her.  

she’s tryin real hard to repress everything tbh, especially since her bestfriends and family are all (basically) going through a huge loss. 

anyways this ISNT AS LIGHT AND AIRY AS I WAS TRYNA MAKE IT BUT IMPORTANT STUFF

ilu all

im ready to rp now.

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PORTRAYED BY NINA DOBREV

LAWFUL GOOD? That’s one way to describe ELENA GILBERT. Personally, I would have gone with EMPATHETIC or PUNCTUAL– not to mention OPINIONATED and FICKLE. It’s hard to believe that HUMAN is 25 years old. I just want to know what SHE’S doing in Mystic Falls.

❝  I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT  ❞

Before Malachai Parker was killed, he threw Elena Gilbert into an eternal sleep. She was forced to stay dormant until the death of Bonnie Bennet, but thankfully her best friend didn’t stay dead for long. Elena obtained her happy ending sooner than expected and was able to wake up before any of her friends perished from old age. But their reunion wasn’t ideal, as Hellfire threatened to burn down Mystic Falls.Thrown into the fray, Elena assisted in defending the town and defeated Katherine Piere– or so she thought. Elena spent the next three weeks under the impression that they were safe. She re-enrolled in medical school, helped her brother move back home, and furthered her relationship with Damon Salvatore. Then, Amara came to town and Elena realizes that they were far from safe. Now, she is struggling to protect her family as a newfound human.

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