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Hello. I'm not dead. A lot has happened to me and I've been stressed, depressed, put in the hospital and moved to a completely new state. I'm reconsidering coming back to roleplaying due to the suggestion my therapist gave me to write write write. The first thing that  came to mind was to come back here to reconsider writing again with everyone who may be interested. However I may disappear again because of how unorganized my entire life is right now. Writing made me happy, although it became somewhat of a hassle too.

If I come back, I would have to settle with two or three threads at a time. I'm not entirely sure I'm wanted back though! I miss everyone, but my life is soooo hectic right now it's ridiculous I'm still alive.

Hope to see everyone is better than I am, And hope that I can get back into roleplaying with you guys. ;-; <3

-Kinju

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I know I haven't been active lately, but that's only because I've been working a lot. ): I've lurked, and tried replying but it's hard finding time. My best friend threatened to kill herself, and it's gotten me in a seriously dismal and depressed state.

But, either way, I've been writing up a drabble for the past 2 days. And will possibly post it for everyone to see if anyone is at all interested in reading my work.

I'm terribly sorry to everyone, I miss talking to you guys. ): I honestly do. Life just hasn't slowed down yet, I'm just waiting for that moment!

Thanks for understanding, or not (to those who have unfollowed me)

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Elijah Mikaelson Per Episode | 2x08 Rose.

♔ "Excuse me. To whom it may concern, you’re making a big mistake if you think that you can beat me. You can’t. You cannot beat me. So I want the girl on the count of three, or heads will roll. Do we understand each other?

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Scene from episode 2x08 Rose

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santy-klaus:

He wished so much for himself to be able to accept Elijah’s words but it wasn’t in his nature. Klaus had built himself from the hatred he felt within, it drove him to greatness — to the person he is right now. However everyone around him found that to be a downfall, he had found it to be his biggest strength. Caring took emotion… Klaus sighed turning towards his brother once more knowing Elijah’s impeccable faith would never let up. “Okay brother, if that is what you believe” he walked back to the table that ran parallel to the couch taking a glass of whiskey, he shot it back down his throat as he sat lazily on the couch. 

Klaus’ theory from the moment Mikael had shown distaste towards him was that if one person and one person alone calls you a monster, that you are impossible and not even capable of change which therefore means you are not worth anything — implies that basically everyone viewed him as this. So why be nice to the world if the world does nothing but labels you as a monster? The question he pitched to himself was wouldn’t it be easier to act as what the world perceives you as than try to change their perspective? A perspective that hides how truly broken you are. “Elijah I know Rebekah has once again thrown a tantrum towards me however she always comes back once her heart is broken, it’s what she does” he sighed smirked at his drink “she has never fully left me”.

“I’m not doubting” he moved forwards so he was on the edge of the chair smirking “I’m certain”.

It wasn't uncommon that a person was unknown to how Klaus dealt with things compared to how Elijah dealt with them. Klaus was always drawn towards violence, however Elijah sought communication to be a key factor in a situation. This was especial when it came to family, whether Klaus knew or not - Elijah would kill to protect his family, even if it meant endangering himself in the process.

Klaus was one to look out for himself, and only himself, something Kol seemed to pick up a while down the road. The two having somewhat of a common personality, though was a pity to have seen him travel down such a long road only to fight for death int he end.

The older man watched as his brother moved himself towards the couch. In return, Elijah took baby steps to follow, standing adjacent to the arm. Lanky fingers trailed across the dark sheet that covered the comfortable lounge as he looked towards his young brother, listening with full intent. He took in a long, drawn breath - somewhat feeling as though it were necessary to do so. Rebekah, yet again, chose to love rather than to stay alongside her family.

Elijah shook his head, looking away to notice that no fire crackled inside the fireplace. His eyes winced, lips parting slightly to slur his thoughts towards his brother, "Perhaps it's best to leave her be." How much it pained him to say it, though it were true, "We've torn her from happiness in the past, Niklaus, you seem as though it was such a simple task watching as our sister begged for your forgiveness, someone of the same blood." A short pause lingered before he continued his thought, a brow lifting, "I'm not saying you're to blame, brother, but there's a fine line of respect that you seem to forget exists."

{ Open Starter }

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ELIJAH MIKAELSON IN EVERY EPISODE - BY THE LIGHT OF THE MOON

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[Whispers in ear] I want to do the dirtiest things to you. {pass on to the first 10 blogs on your dash and see their reaction}

"The feeling is mutual. If I can say so myself."

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I have one day off again this week. :/

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Elijah wasn't half as disappointed as Damon seemed to have been. Of course, the old man dealt with more than enough issues in the past that deemed worse than a mix-up. Even if it was with someone he disliked. Even on the occasional meet-and-greets him and Damon had in the past, it wasn't that the old man didn't have any respect for the younger male.

The Original cleared his throat, pursing his lips yet again his brows rising to show his immense expression. The young man standing before him was taking the situation more mature than he thought he was capable of. His features fell amused when he heard what Damon had to say for himself, though it only made the situation slightly more amusing for the old man.

"I'm not offended if you object to my offer, Mr. Salvatore." He blinked a few times, though he had nothing better to do, might as well use it. A short, reluctant smile fell across Elijah's lips, "My treat." A short nod, taking a few steps forward before gesturing a hand towards the restaurant doors, "After you." Nodding his head towards the place.

Wrong Intuition | the-better-looking-one

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I’m an Original. Show a little respect.

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I'm still trying to get back into the swing of things. ):

Honestly, I'm sorry to everyone whom I roleplay with! I may have to officially drop a few threads (but that doesn't mean I don't want to roleplay!!) Things are just getting more and more tiresome for me, especially at work. ;__;

ilyall, and if you need/want my skype just ask!

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Elijah couldn't help but clear his throat at the incident, feeling almost tempted to toss his phone across the parking lot to make a point of how he felt. However, his calming motions seemed to be more appealing than making a scene out of something so small. Regardless the young Salvatore standing in front of him being the person he had contacted the night before, the elder was willing to bet that Damon had the exact same misconception on his behalf.

Lowering his phone from his hear, the old man couldn't help but hang up. He smoothly shoved the phone back into his blazer's inner pocket, continuing to stare the young Salvatore down. No matter the circumstances, Elijah was about to make a point of something he thought he'd never do, "I apologize, Mr. Salvatore."  Buttoning his mid-button, still as his dull expression ceased to show any signs of emotion except pure disappointment, "We planned a date, and... seeing how I am a man of my word."

He looked away, chin lifting slightly askew as he pursed his lips, "And under the circumstances that neither of us have a date..." Brow rising ever-so-slightly as he looked back toward the younger vampire, midnight brows nearly as black as the night sky, "It'd be nice to have you accompany me to a fine dinner." A short, reluctant smile filled the old man's features, "Think of it as a 'paying you back for those hard times' dinner." An amused expression glazed his face as he awaited the young man's answer.

Wrong Intuition | the-better-looking-one

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The old man couldn't help but chuckle softly under his breath. Her charm filling the atmosphere more than he had expected anyone could illuminate. He watched as her lips slid into a generous smile which only made him gesture his own in return as he nudged his head downward, almost ashamed to be happy in the presence of someone whom his brother found to be a challenge of all things.

Though, Elijah always had it easy when it came to others. More silent than anything, but only spoke when necessary, unlike Klaus. He looked back up, brown eyes beaming down on the younger vampire, which made him nod curiously at her next statement. He licked his bottom lip, shrugging slightly, "I suppose we're all subject to our own personal level of entertainment. You with reading and me with writing." The elder lifted the mug to his lips for a quick sip before his brows rose.

He peeked from above the mug's rim, lowering the cup down onto the hard surface, "How can I say no to someone who is interested?" His features softened, only to give her a generous smile yet again, "Enough about me." Elijah looked away, blinking a few times before releasing a breath. A short pause filled between them before he looked back over, studying the woman, "If not writing or painting, what talents do you have that you treasure most?"

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"If you can count college applications and high school essays as writing, then I guess that my answer is yes," she offered, the corner of her lips pulling up in a smirk. She certainly didn’t count them as qualifiers. She had always been one of the best students in school, though had never truly found her niche in anything educational. Party planning, event coordination. Those were her favored skills. 

"I’m afraid I just appreciate others’ work." She enjoyed watching, and reading, and learning. It was almost comforting to meet someone on the inside of that field. To know that the things she saw truly had a creator behind them seemed to keep her down to earth. It was so easy to believe that things were only as deep a their surface flaws. Elijah was clearly a misconception to her theory. 

She kept her voice soft to match his, not wanting to let on to anything the people around them shouldn’t know. She had no problems hearing, and she assumed that he wouldn’t either. “Would I have every read any of your pieces?" She questioned, quirking an eyebrow in pure curiosity. 

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