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ofhellworld‌:

   Hades chuckled though his humor seemed far from his tone. “Lucky for you, she’ll be around sooner or later. You can discuss your issues together.” and gods, he could go the hell away..

“ is  it  just  me  or  did  that  sound  like  a  THREAT? ”  sucking  in  a  short  breath  through  his  teeth,  silas’  lips stretched.  “ not  sure  i’d  go  down  that  way.  why  don’t  we  have  a  civil  conversation  like  normal  people,  eh? ”

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‘ i seldom am well behaved . ’ / Minthe

“ now  that  is  what  i  like  to  hear.  if  you  just  follow  my  orders,  everything  will  be  absolutely  PEACHY. ”

@ofhollowcdheart

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Do you ever wish things had gone different with Qetsiyah? Do you miss her as your friend?

“ please.  that  woman  showed  her  TRUE  colors   —  which,  by  the  way,  i  could  respect,  had  she  not  m e d d l e d  in  my  affairs. ”

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‘ when we die , we turn into stories and every time someone tells one of those stories it’s like we’re still here . ’ / klaus

“ ah,  yes.  there’s  nothing  like  a  good  frightening  bedtime  story  for  kids.  looks  like  we  finally  agree  on  something,  don’t  we,  klaus? ”

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heartofcare‌:

Caroline’s face dropped, the veins beneath her eyes rising to the surface as she flashed forward, pushing Silas against the wall and pinning him there by the throat. “What the Hell do you think you’re doing here, Silas?” She practically spat his name. To say it was hard to look at that face for the first time in years would be an understatement, but she kept reminding herself that this wasn’t Stefan. 

caroline’s  reflexes  had  improved,  that’s  for  certain,  and  in  a  way,  it  was  admirable.  she  no  longer  reminded  him  of  that  naive  and  gullible  teenager,  constantly  making  the  worst  decisions.  pinned  to  the  wall,  silas  flashed  a  l a z y  smile  for  a  brief  second  before  his  eyes  darted  to  the  group  behind  her,  whistling.  “ you’re  scaring  the  parents.  i  don’t  think  you’re  leading  an  exemplary  example,  caroline. ”

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hopeofthemikaelsons‌:

Through her tear-streaked vision, she saw the way he practically scoffed at her thinking he was Stefan. And then when she learned he was Silas, her heart stopped. Klaus Mikaelson, the terrifying, crazy original had spent a thousand years being terrified of this man. She held onto Landon tighter, not trusting him for a second.

“You know who I am?” Of course he knew who she was, most of the supernatural community dead or alive had heard of the miracle tribrid freak show baby. Mythical tribrid freak show. The words rang in her ear and she slowly got to her feet. Exactly. She was the tribrid. She had nothing to be afraid of, especially not with her magic back. Slowly, she stepped around Landon’s body so it was behind her, facing the man before her with her head held high. “Yeah, well I’m kind of a big deal too.”

no  teenage  girl  was  a  threat  to  him.  before  hope,  there  was  bonnie,  a  witch  from  the  bennett  line,  but  even  her  powerful  magic  was  far  from  rivaling  his.  what  the  mikaelson  girl  also  had  was  pointy  teeth  and  way  too  much  fur ...  that,  in  silas’  eyes,  was  just  CHEATING  (  and  freaky  in  the  eyes  of  nature  ).  with  that  in  mind,  the  man  was  still  intrigued.  she  was  born  like  this,  not  created,  and  that  was  enough  proof  that  perhaps  nature  did  intend  the  girl  to  be  this  way.  that  didn’t  justify  the  empty  storage  in  her  brain.  “ what  am  i  gonna  do?  make  the  dead  man  even  more  dead?  ”  his  eyes  were  no  longer  on  the  boy  that  was  behind  her,  looking  back  to  the  tribrid.  “ you’re  just  like  your  father.  he  thought  he  was  on  top  of  the  world, too  &  look  where  that  got  him. ”

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sharphistory‌:

Ric couldn’t help but lift a brow the moment the man seated himself next to him. Of course, his first instinct had been to point toward Stefan, but that fell rather quickly when he spoke, and also through his mannerisms. Not that he remembered that well. It’d been a few good years since Stefan died. “No, thank you… whoever the hell you are,” he responded, resting an elbow into the counter. “Stefan? Hell Stefan? Lost evil twin? Crazy, ancient twin? Clone?”

“ oh,  i  don’t  know  about  the  ANCIENT  part.  it’s  correct,  technically  speaking,  but  in  comparison,  it  looks  like  you’ve  got  a  bit  more  years  on  your  face,  don’t  you  think  so? ”  a  taunting  smile  wormed  its  way  up  to  silas’  face,  indicating  his  evident  amusement  by  such  an  elaborate  answer.  “ are  people  cloning  me  now?  i’m  kind  of  offended  no  one  asked  me  for  permission  or  even  offered  me  my  percentage. ”

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A LOVE STORY ft. SIMARA @oftcmbs, @originalsiinner

                 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕒 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕣 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖. 

       𝕚𝕥 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥, 

                  𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕓𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥.

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originalsiinner‌:

all amara can do is smile up at him at this point.every negative thought of her never seeing him again is gone, like a nightmare. this is the reality of it all now. and for once, even if it’s only temporary, her best dream is real. silas speaking her name pulls her from her own thoughts once more. she wishes that she could hear it on a loop. no one else’s words hold so much meaning for her. that is the love she feels for him. a centuries old passion. “ forever…” she repeats, almost as if reminding it to herself. “ i love you with all of my heart and my soul. “ the woman kisses him back with pure happiness and adoration. she begins thinking about his word again and responds, “ forever has a nice ring to it…don’t you think, my love? “ with that she gives him another small, loving kiss, not caring about anything else in the world. “ i told you i had loved you.. it is true, i always have. and i always will for as long as i am in this world. “

perhaps  it’s  a  cheesy  thought,  but  after  all  those  years  &  all  that  suffering,  silas  believes  he  finally  has  his  happy  ending.  he’s  not  willing  to  let  their  now  differing  lifespans  pull  them  apart  —  he  came  back  from  the  dead  once,  he  will  do  it  again  and  again.  somehow,  he  will  always  find  a  way  back  to  his  SOULMATE.  despite  silas  now  being  rotten  to  his  core,  his  love  for  amara  is  pure.  irreplaceable.  so  holy  that  even  the  angels  are  jealous.  she  is  the  only  woman  he  would  truly  go  to  the  ends  of  earth  for  and  he  has  already  proved  it  multiple  times  (  amara  is  undoubtedly  worth  the  INFINITE  amount  of  lives  ).  their  kiss  is  soft,  gentle,  the  exact  opposite  of  who  the  witch  truly  is  yet  he  is  the  e p i t o m e  of  it  in  the  presence  of  the  other.  the  man’s  lips  curl  upwards  when  amara  speaks  up  again,  too  fond  to  cut  in  or  respond.  he  admires  silently,  his  hands  never  ceasing  to  caress  the  skin  under  their  fingertips.  eventually,  silas  speaks  the  words  he’s  wanted  to  say  for  so  long.  “ two  thousand  years,  i  have  been  waiting  for  you  ——  and as  long  as  you  live,  so  shall  i.  if  you’re  dead,  so  will  i  die. ”

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You fuq with Klaus yet?

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—— DEAR QETSIYAH,

DO YOU REMEMBER STEFAN? extremely good looking, though as bland as iceberg lettuce, and someone you puppeteered for a couple days until he escaped you like everyone else does. well, i have decided to try out some of his methods; writing, for instance. evidently, it is a hobby only those in nursing homes can enjoy, but for once, i will humor myself. i know you might take this into consideration as hate mail, but truthfully, you should be elated i am sparing a little bit of my valuable time for you. i have heard that it’s good to get things off one’s chest and i am so looking forward to the zen lifestyle, but without the yoga pants.

I WOULD LIKE TO REMIND YOU THAT TWO THOUSAND YEARS AGO, YOU WERE MY FRIEND. we grew up together, standing by each other’s side at all times, tolerating all of our weaknesses and sides we did not want anyone else to see. the reason why i agreed to marry you was convenience. if we could merge the power of two best witches, it would have been foolish to reject it. however, just like you fell in love with me, i developed feelings for someone else. the moment my eyes fell upon her, i knew i had to spend my eternity with her and i was more than willing to sacrifice our friendship for it. i betrayed you. it did not sound that big of a deal to me — any potential guilt would have evaporated over the years and you would have moved on.

YOU COULD NOT HANDLE IT. like any other normal person, instead of throwing a vase at me or spitting in my face, you made me believe that you had ripped out my soulmate’s heart. then, you proceeded to torture me and my love for over two millenniums because you held a grudge. i must admit — it is the epitome of drama. i would have even applauded it if i weren’t the one in those shoes.

I WISH I COULD TELL YOU I AM NOT A MAN OF REVENGE. i really do, but guess what? that’s exactly who i am. i know you died with fear that i would somehow overcome the obstacles and find my way to reunite with amara, and there is no greater joy in anything than telling you that your petty plan that you carefully crafted for a little too long did not work out. it is a shame, isn’t it? don’t worry, i know how it feels, so, i will not overindulge. that wouldn’t be so noble of me, and like i said, i am trying to pave a better path. for amara. i am also a little ashamed to admit that i am no longer in such extraordinary shape now that my immortality is lost, which is why i really should not pick fights anymore, but hey, you are dead. i will trust you to take this secret to your grave.

IN CASE YOU ARE CURIOUS, as i am sure you are, amara and i are back together. while it is a little bit annoying to see a dozen dollar store versions of us roaming the earth, it also confirms that our love was fate. i know you are a woman of romance, therefore, i am a little hurt you tried to come in between something like this, but i totally get it. it is difficult to share someone like me. maybe one day you will come across a similar thing, although, i would not wish that upon my greatest enemy. monster or not, even i am not that evil.

I HOPE ALL IS WELL. as well as a rotting body and heart can have.

best regards,

SILAS.

P.S. this was kind of fun. maybe i will make it a weekly thing!

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originalsiinner‌:

she’s trying to remind herself that this is real. that it isn’t some dream. though if it was it’s one she never wants to wake up from. amara had lost her mind once before. she wasn’t in a right place when she last saw him. and now that her mind is clear all she can think about is this moment and that they’re here together. silas was the love of her life. he still is. and he always will be. there’s a smile on her face as she tries to stop the tears from flowing. it’s an overload of emotions. and she knows it’s not just her.  “ i will ALWAYS come back to you. “ her voice cracks as she speaks. and with this movement, amara wraps her arms around him. at this point she wants, and needs, to be as close to him as possible. the woman believes his words whole-heartedly. she wouldn’t let anything separate them either. at first all she does is nod softly before speaking again. “ they can’t hurt us anymore. we are here. we are TOGETHER again. “ after everything the two have been through…all amara wants is peace with him.

he  watches  her  intently,  terrified  that  if  he  blinks  for  the  briefest  moment,  she  will  evaporate  into  thin  air,  leaving  silas  to  himself  again.  however,  a  moment  passes  by  and  she’s  still  here,  holding  him  just  as  close  as  he  wishes  to  be.  admittedly,  a  part  of  him  is  still  pessimistic;  with  so  many  enemies  wandering  around  and  his  immortality  no  longer  in  possession,  there’s  always  the  horrible  chance  of  their  happiness  being  destroyed  just  waiting  ...  LURKING  in  the  corner.  but,  he  will  relish  this  now  for  as  long  as  he  can.  “ amara, ”  he  says  her  name  out  loud  again  just  for  the  purpose  of  finally  having  the  right  person  to  call  by  that.  his  head  dips  in,  nestling  in  the  crook  of  the  girl’s  neck  for  a  second  before  the  chin  tips  up,  drawing  his  face  closer  to  hers.  after  her  confirmation,  silas  only  nods,  with  nothing  else  to  add  except  for  —  “ FOREVER. ”  then,  their  lips  finally  meet. 

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heartofcare‌:

“Obviously our original building back in Mystic Falls has much better facilities but we’re working on making this as much of a home for our kids as we can before we can return.” Caroline clapped her hands together as she smiled reassuringly at the parents of the newly triggered werewolf teen that stood at the front of the small group. “With everything going on in this city, we want to assure you that the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted will be the safest place for your children in this time of difficulty and beyond. We are a family here, a safe place in a world of chaos.”

“ marvelous. ”  silas  spoke  up  after  a  moment  of  silence,  with  applause  reverberating  off  the  walls,  despite  it  being  out  of  place  in  the  group.  then,  he  crossed  his  arms  over  his  chest,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side,  and  offered  a  typical  smile  of  his.  “ however,  i’m  afraid  your  security  system  needs  upgrading.  i  heard  they  just  let  in  a  crazy  ancient  witch here. ”  alaric’s  description  of  silas  has  definitely  stuck  with  him.

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originalsiinner‌:

it is real. the thought that they could live eternally in love, it is what started everything centuries ago. but, now, the idea that it is possible isn’t so out of reach anymore. that simple idea that she can spend time with her one true love in peace. this moment with him feels different than the last. previously she was the anchor and their reuniting moment was clouded with various beings passing through her. having one foot on the other side was a NUISANCE like no other. but, it’s all clear now. amara can feel him. instinctively, the woman leans into his touch lovingly. her hand moves to pass over his, her thumbs tracing over the backs of his hand. “ it can be. “ there’s a small sigh of relief that passes over her. “ MY LOVE…how i’ve missed you. “

all  those  years  silas  had  thought  amara  was  dead  and  when  he  found  out  the  truth,  when  he  stood  face  to  face  with  the  only  girl  he  ever  truly  loved,  she  was  RIPPED  away  from  him  once  again.  no  life  was  ever  worth  living  without  her  by  his  side  and  no  other  woman  could  ever  replace  her.  holding  amara  like  that  in  his  hands,  reassuring  himself  that  it  isn’t  another  bad  j o k e  played  by  the  universe,  silas  feels  an  immense  surge  of  emotions  wash  over  him.  love,  relief,  joy  —  all  the  things  he  hadn’t  felt  in  far  too  long  of  a  time.  “ you’ve come back. ”  it’s  a  statement  of  pure  disbelief,  mirroring  the  look  in  his  eyes.  there’s  a  silent  ‘FINALLY’  behind it.  he  places  his  forehead  on  top  of  hers,  breathing  out:  “ i  won’t  let  anyone  break  us  apart  anymore.  i  promise. ”

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hopeofthemikaelsons‌:

Hope’s tearful eyes tore themselves away from Landon’s cold body to glare at whoever it was that had made himself known in the dark. The rage flooded through her body, another shockwave pulsing out from within her, causing the tarmac of the sidewalk in the alley to crack in a circular motion around her and Landon. Her Aunt Freya’s words rang in her ears ‘first born Mikaelson witches can destroy villages with a tantrum’. She slowly drew in three long breaths, trying to keep her anger under control.

As she really focused on the man, a shocked expression came across her face. “Stefan Salvatore?” she knew his face, it was all over the memorial library and there were photos in the diary she’d read cover to cover countless times after curfew. “You’re alive?” Landon’s body in her arms snapped her out of the shock of seeing someone she never thought she’d get to meet. “I thought you were supposed to be a hero.”

pretending  to  be  stefan  got  OLD  really  quickly.  he  no  longer  needed  to  get  something  that  only  his  doppelganger  could  —  who,  admittedly,  led  the  most  boring  lifestyle  he  had  ever  witnessed.  silas  was  irreplaceable,  original,  and  most definitely  not  a  hero.  “ you  need  to  update  your  history  books,  little  witch. ”  an  exaggerated sigh  tumbled  from  his  lips  as  he  withdrew  himself  from  the  wall,  ready  to  p r a n c e  around  the  circular  crack  in  his  true  dramatic  fashion.  he  didn’t  even  bat  an  eyelash  at  her  tantrum,  although  the  coursing  power  through  her  veins  did  impress  him  a  little.  “ i’m  SILAS. ”  he  paused,  putting  a  halt  to  his  steps  when  he  stood  across  the  girl.  hope  mikaelson.  being  on  the  other  side  &  after  his  resurrection,  keeping  up  with  mystic  falls  and  the  originals  family  had  become  his  favorite  form  of  entertainment.  “ i’m  kind  of  a  big  deal  ——  although,  i  don’t  think  your  daddy  really  liked  me. ”

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Do you think your parents or your family would approve of the man you've become?

“ oh,  who  CARES  what  the  dead  think?  i  used  to  be  an  immortal  witch.  i’m  sure  they’d  be  s t o k e d. ”