#bravebartender >> cami

[hayleylabonairmarshall]

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Hayley was almost about to fall asleep when she felt someone or something crawling into her bed. She quickly flipped over to the other side of the bed and turned her bedside table light on and sighed with relief when she saw who it was, but then furrowed her brow. "Hey, Cami," she said, trying to hide her confusion. "Watcha doin'?"

[hayleylabonairmarshall]

"It's okay, you can stay," Hayley said with a smile. "Trust me when I say none of us mind. But, I think you know that otherwise you wouldn't be here." The only person who would mind was Klaus, but only if it was someone else. It was painfully obvious that he adored Cami, so she knew that he wouldn't mind. He'd probably even be happy about it....or paranoid that someone wanted to hurt Cami. "Let's get you some dry clothes and then do you want something to drink?" Her motherly instincts were immediately taking over.

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Cami paused when Hayley moved and all of a sudden the light was on. She hadn't meant to disturb anyone she was just so scared. "Hey, sorry I-- I'm shocked you guys still have power the storm is that bad and I kinda rushed here because it spooked me and I hate being alone during a storm so strong.." She took a second to take a breath after all of that coming out at once and realised she was still in her pyjamas with the haste to get from hers to here which in hindsight was irrational.

[nowimamxnster]

" if i had a penny for every time an ancient ass vampire ranted about one of their enemies to me, i'd be drinking way fancier booze in a way fancier place. " hayley lifted the glass cami had poured to her lips, silently begging the liquid to do anything for her. ever since turning into a hybrid, nothing seemed to bring her comfort and being locked up with no one but klaus and elijah was beginning to take its toll. " tell me something new. something human and not about originals or witches or... " or babies-- though she couldn't bring herself to say that one out loud. " tell me about you." she needed a distraction and cami was the healthiest option.

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[badasshybridqueen]

Hayley gripped Hope tightly as she stood outside Cami's door. A short sigh left her lips as she reached a hand up and kocked, bouncing lightly to keep the fussy toddler from crying. She had it - she was so annoyed with all of them. The hybrid needed a break...she needed a girls day and that of course was how she found herself on Cami's doorstep.

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[cosmicvrse]

the  streets  of  new  orleans  are  quite  alive  ,  much  more  so  than  usual .  the  impending  mardi  gras  had  everyone  :  human  and  otherwise  ,  in  quite  a  buzz .  but  hope  chose  to  steer  clear  of  all  the  action  ,  the  chaos  .  the  compound  was  not  only  a  home  ,  but  a  refuge .  fingers  make  diligent  work  of  rifling  through  paint  brushes  ,  finding  the  perfect  one  for  the  detailed  strokes  she  needed  for  her  current  piece .  teeth  clamp  down  contemplatively  on  her  bottom  lip  ,  cerulean  hues  flickering  from  canvas  to  the  window  ,  gazing  at  the trees  before  continuing  on .  it  was  then  when  she  noticed  the  familiar  blonde  ;  a  soft  twitch  of  a  smile .  

messy  hand  goes  to  wipe  against  a  rag ,  putting  aside  her  brush  ;  leaving  the  landscape  to  be  continued  later .  ❝  .  .  .  hey cami !  how  are  you  ? ❞    how  long  exactly  had  it  been  since  she  had  last  seen  her ?  she  could  not  recall  ;  not  immediately .  no  matter  ,  regardless  she  was  elated  to  see  her .  joy  reaches  every  inch  ,  a  twinkle  behind  her  eyes .  fingers  fiddle  with  the  buttons  of  her smock ,  setting  it  on  the  stool  of  which  she  once  sat .  the  contentment  fades  into  concern  ,  head canting  to  the  side .  locks  akin  to  fire  fall  along  with  it .  a  slight  knit  of  her  brow .  ❝ ___  is  everything  alright ? ❞ 

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[hrvest]

INCORRECT QUOTES  /     ACCEPTING  !!

  ► FT. Cami O’Connell ( @bravebartender ) & Davina Claire

[touchedbydestiny]

𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 & 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐒 || @bravebartender​|| accpeting

“Getting stabbed wasn’t really on my bucket list.” for gia!!

       "goddamnit cami! you shouldn't get yourself involved in this. you could have been killed!" gia quickly helped cami to lay down before she inspected the stab wound. fortunately, it doesn't look too bad. she had seen nastier wounds. nonetheless she imagined it must hurt like hell.

      "vampires can heal. i have no idea how but i was told they can. do you want me to try?"

[neveraftersarc]

@bravebartender is so lovely and friendly and I really think she's gonna be one of my best friends on this site! she cares a lot for Cami and also puts a lot of effort into maintaining ooc connection with her rp partners, which makes her so easy and brilliant to write with!

this is so sweet! anonymous love letter to @bravebartender

send me some positivity about your favourite blogs on anon and I'll @ them

[deceptivemorals]

Send my muse “Have you ever…” questions!  || @bravebartender​ || accepting ♥

Have you ever admitted that Cami is the best babysitter?

        "i suppose i have not and i believe a big 'thank you' is in order. from what rebekah has told me, you are a splendid babysitter. it relieves me to know my niece is in good hands when she's not with her family."

[telledstories-archived]

@bravebartender​          SAID   //   ❝ there’s nothing wrong with my memory. you’re just being paranoid. ❞  @ hayley      →   hayley marshall.

maybe   she   was   right   and   she   was   being   paranoid,   BUT   SHE   COULD   SWEAR   CAMMIE   HAD   SAID   IT.   eyes   narrowed   as   she   watched   the   blonde   in   front   of   her,   cupping   her   hear   slightly   to   the   left.   it   wouldn’t   be   the   first   time   she   was   being   paranoid.   but   something   inside   her   was   constant   telling   her   something’s   off.         ‘’   you   sure   camie   ??      -                                                      because   i   do   remember   you   saying   you   went   to   see   klaus.   ‘’

[seesgood]

she’s decided not to get involved. with any of it. she’s here to drink and escape and hide in plain sight and, admittedly, revel in the dramatics of it all from the sidelines. but maybe it’s idle curiosity, or a slight twinge of masochistic fascination, or just the four fruity drinks she’s consumed in the last hour --- but she can’t help it anymore. leaning forward, caroline’s eyes fix on the blonde on the other side of the bar,  ❝ so what’s your deal? ❞  it’s probably not the best way to start the conversation. but cami’s role in --- whatever the hell is happening in new orleans --- is a bit of an oddity. she’s not a witch. not a vampire. definitely doesn’t seem like a werewolf.  ❝ i mean no offense but you don’t really seem like a witch. and you’re giving off both ‘super annoyed but totally lowkey interested’ vibes when it comes to certain vampires who we shall not mention --- so i’m guessing you’re not a hunter. but you’re involved. so what’s your deal? ❞  caroline takes another thoughtful sip, fully aware that she should stop there before spilling more.  ❝ ‘cause you kinda remind me of matt --- he’s the one remaining human in mystic falls, not counting elena --- but not in like the ‘i’m totally not species-ist because i have a human friend’ way but just in the ‘he kinda just ends up being involved all the time’ way. ya know? ❞          /          @bravebartender   +   liked for a starter ! 

[pain-is-temporary]

“Well, you’ll be pleased to hear that it isn’t anything bad this time,” Klaus said as he considered Camille, his eyes taking in her exhausted face and her pained expression, “shall I give you my blood, love? It’ll heal your pesky hangover,” he asked, his voice turning softer as he moved closer to her, resisting the urge to touch and comfort her. There was a line he’d drawn with Camille, and for once, he’d try not to cross it. He didn’t want to be selfish with her.

@bravebartender

"I may or may not have one of the worst hangovers of my life right now, so I'm begging you to not say what you're going to say unless you need me for a life or death situation."

( open to mutuals. )

[thesnowfelled]

❝ This is TEQUILA and it is making this dull night, better. ❞   Freya tells Cami holding up the shot glass.  The witch had finally gotten her taste of FREEDOM from Dahlia and Freya wasn’t about to waste a single second of it.    ❝ Is this place always so BORING during the day?. ❞     @bravebartender​     𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑.  

[badasshybridqueen]

The hybrid glanced over the kitchen island and scrunched her nose. An entire table full of every breakfast food imaginable and she still couldn’t find anything that seemed remotely appetizing. Not surprising after the several crazy weeks they’ve had. It had only been two months since the Hollow was defeated, one month since Klaus and Hope had rescued her from Greta and her little torture minions - and of course the two hadn’t left her side much since - and then if that hadn’t been enough drama, three weeks since Camille had shown up in New Orleans...alive. At first they’d thought it was some kind of trick - But Hope had assured them, using magic - that Camille was real and very much there. And then one week after she showed up came the shock that she wasn’t exactly human. Bloodlust had rained down on the poor blonde and now she was shacked up in the compound with Hayley. The two were under lock and key - lest anyone try to harm either of them and a little bit so Cami didn’t hurt anyone herself. It was difficult dealing with bloodlust especially after all this time Hayley was sure. And that was where she came in. The hybrid was hoping since they were both stuck in the compound for the time being she could help her friend gain some control - and try and figure out who exactly brought her back and why. The hybrid shook her thoughts away and stepped toward the kitchen doorway, “Cami,” she called out, “We’ve got an embarrassing display of food in here - you hungry?”

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[fightforbetter-a]

「     Hayley’s perspective of speaking to Cami after her death in 3x19 because it’s ANGST HOUR for @bravebartender     」

Hayley stares down at Cami’s decayed body, her vision blurry with the tears and chest tight with the grief. She’s so sick of losing people, of watching the ones she loves die. Jackson’s death was over in a minute, and Cami’s was prolonged, and Hayley doesn’t know which she would prefer — if Klaus is glad that he got to have a few more hours with her. It doesn’t really matter, in the grand scheme of things, because they’re both dead regardless, living on only in her and Klaus’ minds, and the minds of all that have loved them. Hope won’t even remember them, despite the fact that both Jack and Cami loved Hope so fucking much — like she was their own.

❝ You know, I’ve been thinking about how my little girl is never gonna know you, ❞ Hayley says thickly. ❝ It’s not fair. ❞ She shakes her head. ❝ Considering everything you did for her dad. ❞

If it weren’t for Cami, Hayley doesn’t know where or who Klaus would be right now. Cami has been his moral compass in a lot of situations — has been the one to step in and remind him that there is more to life than violence. And sometimes Hayley has been threatened by that, terrified that Klaus would take Hope and replace her with Cami as her mother — she’s sure he’s wanted Cami as her mother more than he wants Hayley to be, anyway — but now that she’s dead, all Hayley feels is a gaping emptiness and bleakness at the fact that she won’t be here at all.

❝ You know, sometimes I can’t stand him, ❞ Hayley tells her with a small chuckle, because that’s an understatement; there is not a person in this earth that infuriates Hayley more than Klaus Mikaelson. ❝ But I always figured if he liked you, he couldn’t be that bad. ❞

She knows Klaus has good in him — has witnessed it herself, has experienced it herself — but sometimes it’s so hard to see past everything else. Cami’s faith in Klaus has been Hayley’s only faith at times. If someone as good as Cami puts up with him, well, maybe there is hope. And if Klaus wants to be with someone as good as Cami, maybe he does want more and better. 

She dreads to think of how he’s going to handle her death. 

❝ This family owes you so much. You deserved better. ❞

Camille O’Connell deserved the world, and all she got was death. She deserved so much more than this life of violence she was trapped in simply because she loved Klaus.  

Loving any of us is a death sentence, isn’t it? she said to Elijah after Jack died, the two of them sitting on her kitchen floor, and it’s a truth that they will never escape.

Hayley can’t stand to look at her decaying face anymore, so she takes a grip of the sheet and pulls it up over her face, shielding her from sight. A sob works its way up her throat. Hayley presses her palms against her cheeks, feeling the dampness of her tears, and pushes her index fingers into the corner of her eye in a vain attempt to halt the tears. Squeezing her eyes shut, she can’t stop her cries for another friend lost — one of the best she could’ve had. 

[therebekahmikaelson]

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Opening the kitchen windows to let out the fumes, Rebekah rummaged through the fridge to unearth a blood pack. She added it to her half-finished glass of merlot (a suitable cocktail for a weeknight) and offered the remaining contents to Cami. "Right. Not your cup of tea." Blast. Camille had burnt her dinner and Klaus was out doing god knows what, which meant she was stuck occupying this bloody therapist until his return.

"Here. Takeout." declared the Original, shoving a paper menu into the blonde's arms. "If you're doing pizza, no onions, hold the mushrooms, and extra cheese. In the meantime-" She set down a fresh glass of wine in front of Cami (sans blood) and shrugged. "So, how deeply disturbed is my brother? In your professional opinion."