hayley shrugged at the comment, unsure if the person was talking to her or not, before deciding to answer. "i mean you don't have to wear a dress, a suit is always fun and women can wear them differently. for example you could just wear dress pants with the vest, no shirt under." the hybrid enjoyed breaking the typical, it was something she did her best to instill in her children. "you can do whatever you want."
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Cassie sighed in fustration looking through the dresses. What was with dresses being so sparkly? Where are the timeless little black dress. Cassie groaned as she looked at the dress rack. "Do I have to wear a dress to this stupud masquerade- it just feels like poor timing for fucks sake."
BASICS full name; gabriela chavez / age; 25/44 / species; demon / nicknames; gabi, tbd / gender; non-binary / prounouns; she/they / sexuality; pansexual / marital status; married to tyler lockwood / occupation; runs the b&b with her husband, working on putting her degree into action / location: the french quarter
PERSONALITY the label; the chariot / positive traits; adaptable, dependable, confident, devoted, protective / negative traits; impatient, stubborn, revengeful, prideful / sign; leo
FAMILY gabriela doesn't know anything about her birth parents and has never really searched for them either. finding family in devyn and also the one tyler and her started together. / siblings; devyn chavez (open) / husband; tyler lockwood / children; kaya, maddison, tbd
BACKGROUND
tw: suicide, drugs, abandonment, death, sexual assault
-gabriela was born during a hot summer in 2004. to a family in new orleans who simply just couldn't afford a child at the time. they left her on the front steps of a local catholic church, wrapped in a old green scarf, the only token from her birth parents.
-unfortunately, despite her best attempts, she was never adopted. growing up in the orphanage, she grew close to a girl her age named devyn. she too had been brought into the orphanage at a young age and was placed in the same predicament. the two bonded over the family they found in each other and pinky promised, something very sacred to a 7 year old, becoming sisters related in everything but blood.
-devyn and her went to the same college when they became of age, this was something that gabriela thrived in, her thirst for more knowledge once having the right resources became a driving force in her academic life. being in this type of environment also caused her social life to grow. sadly this wasn't the case for devyn, who later in turn struggled with drugs, after being sexually assaulted on school campus.
-gabriela tried to help her sister get back on track, but eventually devyn began to self medicate. although gabriela loved devyn, she often resented the bad decisions she would later make.
-graduating with a bachelor's degree in environmental engineering, she took an internship and became very busy trying to reach her end career goal of providing more sustainable energy to the residents of new orleans. devyn had dropped out and never graduated, and as gabriela became busy, the two grew apart and didn't see each other.
-one night when gabriela was getting ready for party to celebrate her nomination at the ernest n. morial convention center, devyn showed up asking for money. not even acknowledging all the hard work that gabi had put herself through to make sure her sister got the proper treatments. distraught and broken down, gabi threw money all the money she had in her purse at devyn before storming out. later after taking some time to think and breathe, gabi returned only to find her sister had overdosed.
-despite all her best attempts to resuscitate her sister, it didn't work and gabi broke down blaming herself for what happened. suddenly a stranger named arcadius appeared, showing her a vision of devyn suffering in hell. before he could even propose the deal, she jumped a the chance offering her soul to bring her sister back. there was more to the deal though, she also was charged with bringing him the souls of the wicked for as long as he deemed fit. once her sister was breathing again, gabi was dragged into a hell dimension where she was a servant for arcadius.
-becoming a demon sent gabi on a journey of all things gender and being and even became one of the best soul bringers that arcadius had ever seen. but then it all changed when she met tyler lockwood. on a full moon he killed a camper by accident, watching as he mourned the victim, it was then that they saw into his mind and was able to realize that there wasn't any evil lurking there. tyler only suffered from anguish and remorse, something that struck a chord due to the way her sister had suffered.
-this fateful night changed everything for gabriela, she became less malevolent and manipulate, feeling remorse for their past victims, something unusual for a demon.
-after meeting tyler, it was impossible for her to want to be with anyone else. he helped find a loophole that restored gabi's soul from arcadius. later the two started a family, the child became an anchor from the darkness they still possessed.
-being a mom is really fulfilling for gabi, she taught her kids to be good people with values and hearts of gold. making sure that none of them felt as if they weren't enough for this world. a lot of her being a mother, involved the type of parenting she would've flourished in. (since these spots are still open, this will remain tbd. however the kids can be adopted or biological, all is welcome.)
BASICS full name; josette olivia saltzman / nicknames; josie / age; 25 / gender; cis-female / pronouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / martial status; single / occupation; curator at NOMA / location; the garden district /
PERSONALITYthe label; the archer / positive traits; level headed, bright / negative traits; co-dependent, passive / sign; gemini
FAMILYbiological mother; josette saltzman / biological father; alaric saltzman / surrogate mother; caroline forbes / step-father; klaus mikaleson / faternal twin; lizzie saltzman / step-siblings; hope mikaelson, nikolas mikaelson, william mikaelson
BACKGROUND
tw; death
-josie saltzman was born in 2014 and considered a miracle, both her and her twin sister lizzie were born thanks to magic. a spell that saved both of them, caused her to have a different parental history than most. her mother josette, was killed by their uncle kai. growing up she only knew her mother as caroline forbes, who she loves deeply. mystic falls isn't a place she knows very well, having to leave once it was deemed free of supernaturals.
-growing up in new orleans. she visited art museums in her free time and became close friends with local witches. the mikaelson boarding school of the gifted was a wonderful place for her to grow and learn her magic. being near powerful witches such as freya mikaelson and vincent grifith showed her that she too could hold that much inside her without turning bad. yet dark magic is something that would always find her. she still turns to it in times of desperation, despite her twin sisters pleas.
-yet despite their parents best attempts, the merge couldn't be stopped. causing both her and lizzie to go through with it, even though neither them consented. in the end josie won and it broke her far more than she could ever explain. causing her to go into a deep depression for a few years.
-hope and josie went on a trip to europe after the merge, both of them devastated with the loss of lizzie. the two began to dabble in black magic, among other things. they ended up finding comfort in each other, both acting on the crushes they held for each other as teens. but the two were far too broken for any of that to work. it ended on terms that weren't exactly great, josie left to go back to new orleans to study art. lizzie's words about dark magic and it's dangers ringing in her mind.
-it took a bit of time, but she began to love art again. getting a degree in art history and working as a curator at NOMA. something she hoped lizzie would be proud of. yet she was also a bit of recluse, she would go to work and then go back to her apartment where she would fill her time with anything other than human connection.
-things are changing however, now the dead are back, somehow this curse created a loophole, allowing lizzie to come back despite the merge happening. (since this role is still open, i will leave it tbd.
BASICS full name; eleanor hildegard / nicknames; ellie, nell, el / age; 23 / gender; cis-female / pronouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / martial status; single / occupation; none / location; marigny bywater,
PERSONALITY the label; the paracosmist / positive traits; selfless, gentle / negative traits; paranoid, brazen / sign; pisces
FAMILY biological mother; erin last name unknown / biological father; marcus last name unknown / adoptive parents; nora & mary-louise hildegard / adoptive siblings; mau hildegard
BACKGROUND
tw; death, abuse, drugs, addiction, anxiety, depression
-eleanor was born to a fairly normal family, her mother worked as a teacher and her father a truck driver. they were a normal middle class family that seemed to get along. until one day when they got into a car accident, the only one safe was her since she was in a car seat, only 3. this changed the course of her entire life, the doctors gave both her parents pain medicine and from there they were hooked.
-they tried really hard to take care of her and also get their fix, but the system only lasted for so long. one day they left her at home alone and the neighbor found her, she was 6 years old and unable to care for herself fully. from there she was placed in the foster system.
-she managed to thrive in the local orphanage, having a resilient energy that grew from her time with her parents. they sent her to school and she grew to love english the most, wanting to read everything possible once having access to a library.
-at the age of 8, she was adopted by nora and mary, or as she'd like to call them thelma and louise. the two of them cared for her very deeply, helping her with night terrors and depressive episodes. she wasn't able to tell her feelings to anyone, unable to trust thanks to the damage caused by her parents. yet they never gave up on her, giving her time to open up and find the words for all her feelings.
-as a teen, she did well in school, keeping close to her adoptive family and spending her time reading. people viewed her as an odd book worm, but since she was kind and pretty they didn't bully her too much. yet she didn't have many friends, that was until college.
-in her freshman year of college, she flourished, learning to find her voice and with the encouragement of friends and teachers, began to write a memoir. the whole thing was meant to be published until her tragic death, it was at the hands of someone she trusted, however it was an accident. since she was so young and meant to be published, her death made headlines.
-she has now been brought back to life, confused and unsure of her place in the world.
BASICS full name; hayley marshall (andrea labonair)/ age; 20/49 / species; crescent wolf/hybrid / nicknames; little wolf / gender; cis-female / prounouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / marital status; married to elijah mikaelson / occupation; teaches the art of defense at the mikaelson boarding school / location: the french quarter
PERSONALITY the label; the soiled dove / positive traits; loving, sensual, compassionate, sentimental, loyal, adaptable, dependable, brave, protective / negative traits; impatient, stubborn, vengeful, quick-tempered, impulsive, sarcastic / sign; cancer
FAMILY husband; elijah mikaelson / children; hope & charlie, (2 others are open)
BACKGROUND
tw: abandonment, death, abuse
-everything on this website up to the season finale of season three is canon.
-after securing the mikaelson family after being posioned, hayley takes hope on a roadtrip in hopes of finding a cure. while doing this she does everything in her power to learn more about the magic her daughter possess, wanting to be a guiding light in all of this. after a few years, she leaves hope with mary dumas to go to austin texas to find a pack that might have answers.
-while in austin, texas she meets keelin (this will be tbd since this character is open, but basically i'd like for hayley to be nicer about the whole cure thing ha).
-all of her hardwork pays off and she is finally able to bring the siblings out of their slumber and back into the real world. it's an emotional reunion, one that doesn't last long since klaus is still in marcel's prison.
-after managing to get klaus back, he finally is able to meet his daughter. it has been years since they've seen each other but she has promised to keep his memory alive. later she finally tells elijah that she has done things she regrets to get all of them back, killed and betrayed to cover her tracks. it's something she that makes her feel heavy to this day.
-to be continued
josie couldn't actually see the other, but it felt as if they hit her like a giant wave. placing her feet firmly on the ground, the siphoner stumbled on her words. "oh umm no i'd love a dance partner." her throat had gone dry, as warmth ran through her body. what the hell was happening? why was she taken by the woman? who was she? questions swirled in her brain, and for once josie wasn't expecting any answers. instead she just needed to be near to the other. the rest of the world blurred, the only thing sharp and clear being the beautiful woman that stood before her.
taking the others hand, she pulled her closer. feeling even more confident with her face covered, there was a rush of excitement that sent a shiver down her spine. swallowing softly, a smile crept on her lips as her words seemed to work once more. "i can't seem to think that many would turn down a dance with you."
benni didn't let the fact that she barely knew anyone stop her from enjoying herself. even as a young child they'd been able to make a friend anywhere, never really feeling out of sorts, naturally an extrovert. it wasn't long until she'd made her way to the dance floor. between dancing by herself or momentarily with someone around her. this song she was on her own after her last partner had excused themself to get another drink. the bump had her spinning on her heel to see who it was.
" no need to apologize for having fun, " they muse before fully facing the other while a gentle reassuring smile. a smile that grew as her gaze met the dark sparkling eyes of the other. the woman had a sort of indescribable glow about her, something that they felt drawn to. " would you like a dance partner ? " a hand out stretching slightly in an offer. " or are you more of a riding solo kinda gal ? " benni wanted to give her an easy out if she wasn't interested.
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being on the faction meant that hayley held intel others didn't, so while some took their time and enjoyed the night, the hybrid was going to do her best to stay on guard. keep an eye out for any suspicious moves that the killer would be planning to make with everyone boozed up. refusing to take any premade beverages, she made her way to the bar watching as the person made the drink step by step. she'd been to a lavish party only for it to end in disaster, this wasn't anything new to the woman. with her children in attendance and others she cared for, hayley decided to stay alert.
luckily for her, a drink didn't affect her the same way it did others, she could drink it now and be sober in a few minutes. so she indulged herself in a fruity cocktail, while taking an eye of each exit. "alright, so what is wrong with this picture?" she muttered out loud, unaware of the anyone close enough to hear.
"first of all, gross didn't need to know that..." josie quipped at her brother before tilting her head, a smirk covering her lips before letting out a giggle. "second of all, i am your sister and you should be nicer to me." there were only a few people who understood the loss that she went through, something she hated to see him experience. the two of them often found comfort in each others grief, spending late nights watching movies and cooking dinners when the giant house was empty. "i don't need anything by the way, just wanted to see what you what your plans were for the night. maybe we could watch some horror movies?"
since the merge, the siphoner spent time either at work or with family. not being able to put energy into any thing else. nikolas never harped on that when with her and so she began to spend a lot of time with him.
↷ open ╳ f/m/nb ↷ muse playing ╳ nikolas mikaelson ↷ location ╳ french quarter ( klaus & caroline's home ) ↷ plots ╳ utp
" mom and dad are probably off having a rendezvous ; what do you need ? " nikolas asked as he placed a few dishes into the dishwasher . nikolas didn't live with his parents but going to his home wasn't an option for him . not after what happened to his fiance . nevertheless , he placed the glass pieces in the dishwasher one by one . nikolas was much like his father , in some ways he could be careless, short-tempered , manipulative and unreasonable, but he had his father's good traits too . he could be loving and kind . and like his mother he could be extremely loyal . but on other days like his mother he would stress clean when he was trying to avoid something.
( dialogue prompts taken from the second season of hulu's the bear, created by christopher storer. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )
❛ you ever think about purpose? ❜
❛ i love you, but i do not have time for this, alright? ❜
❛ i have time for this. ❜
❛ you know what the fuck you're doing. you love this shit. it's fun for you. i don't have that. ❜
❛ i'm afraid one day, i'm gonna wake up and you guys are all just gonna just drop this ass. ❜
❛ if this shit is not fun for you, what the fuck is fun for you? ❜
❛ i'm not making the same mistakes i made last time. ❜
❛ what kind of insurance coverage do we have for people falling through the fucking wall? ❜
❛ sometimes, i look like february. ❜
❛ you want a sprite? you look kinda green. ❜
❛ can i ask you something and you can tell me to fuck off if you want? ❜
❛ chef, that's way too much acid. ❜
❛ you, uh, making a sundae? ❜
❛ that actually sounds delicious. ❜
❛ because you're the bear and i remember you. ❜
❛ i love taking care of you. and i always will. you know that? ❜
❛ i'm glad i came 'cause i get to eat this. ❜
❛ i gotta come up with three really great desserts. you got any ideas? ❜
❛ you ever made ice cream before, chef? want to? ❜
❛ it kind of tastes like a, um... minty snickers bar. ❜
❛ so how long you been a cook? ❜
❛ how’d you get good at this? ❜
❛ you can spend all the time in the world in here, but if you don't spend enough time out there... you know? ❜
❛ speaking of dead brothers, do you wanna go to a party? ❜
❛ it looks so pretty on you. you should keep it. ❜
❛ what's going on with you? i know there's something. just tell me. ❜
❛ what are you talking about, i don't give a fuck? why would you say that to me? i give like a huge fuck. ❜
❛ you're not by yourself, alright? i'm right here with you. ❜
❛ did you just throw a fork at me? ❜
❛ i think time spent doing this is time well spent. ❜
❛ never too late to start over. ❜
❛ i just want you to know... that this is really nice. ❜
❛ i'm thinking you're very, very beautiful. ❜
❛ we just don't say hello anymore? ❜
❛ you're wearing a suit? ❜
❛ uh, yeah, i wear suits now. ❜
❛ i'm sorry if i took anything out on you and if I treated you like shit. ❜
❛ i actually do think that we could fit good together. ❜
❛ i could be good at things that you don't really wanna do. and you're obviously really great at a whole bunch of stuff that I don't know how to do, you know? ❜
❛ i'm wearing a suit 'cause it makes me feel better about myself. ❜
❛ i know that you're trying. i see that you're trying. ❜
❛ you just came from a funeral? ❜
❛ yeah, a funeral of all my enemies. ❜
❛ you want me to make you some coffee? ❜
❛ i just need your focus like you need mine. ❜
❛ you good? ❜
❛ what's your relationship with your mom like? ❜
❛ alright, chef, i need you to salt that like a sidewalk. ❜
❛ looks gorgeous, chef. ❜
❛ i haven't eaten yet. ❜
❛ oh, let me make you something. ❜
❛ yeah, i can make you an omelet. ❜
❛ that wasn't like an ask out or anything, was it? ❜
❛ i'm looking really good. i 'm thinking you should start calling me chef. ❜
❛ well, i'mma keep calling you jagoff, 'cause that's what you like. ❜
❛ you deserve my full focus. ❜
❛ i guess i'm scared that i don't have what it takes to not fuck this up. ❜
❛ you're not gonna fuck it up. ❜
❛ i fuck things up all the time, like, every day. ❜
❛ you could do this without me. ❜
❛ i couldn't do it without you. i wouldn't even wanna to do it without you. ❜
❛ you make me better at this. ❜
❛ you still love to cook, right? ❜
❛ how's the wine? ❜
❛ yo. we're low on forks, chef. ❜
❛ okay, let's start firing some caviar, please. ❜
❛ i was just gonna say how special and cool and great this place is and how i'm the most proud of you ever. ❜
❛ i really appreciate you being so patient with me. ❜
❛ do i have time to go outside and scream "fuck"? ❜
❛ just don't tell them you saw me, 'cause this is embarrassing. ❜
❛ i love them so much. i don't know how to show it. ❜
❛ i don't know how to say i'm sorry. ❜
❛ i need you to say it's okay. ❜
❛ you are being so fucking weird, man. ❜
❛ i'm stuck in a goddamn refrigerator on the opening night of my fucking restaurant. ❜
❛ i failed you guys and it's not gonna happen again. ❜
❛ maybe i'm just not built for this. ❜
❛ because no amount of good is worth how terrible this feels. ❜
❛ i'm really sorry you feel that way. ❜
❛ would you shut the fuck up and get me the fuck outta here, please? ❜
❛ i don't understand why you can't just let something good happen for once in your fucking life? ❜
❛ you wanna talk to me about my fucking kid? at least i got a kid. ❜
❛ where were you when i fucking put your brother in the ground, you selfish piece of shit? ❜
❛ i fucking love you! ❜
❛ you fucking need me. ❜
❛ i just had this sudden urge to tell you that i've always had this, like, massive crush on you. ❜
❛ i love you, chef. ❜
losing your soul wasn't as insane a thought for gabriela, she had done it in a heartbeat after he sister overdosed. so if anyone was not going to make elena feel bad about the trade, it was her demon best friend. yet, it was always shocking to see a person without their soul. especially for someone like elena gilbert, the woman had been a shining example of a mother and friend for gabi, as she got used to having a soul and a family. the demon had already gotten in contact with vincent griffith, hoping that he still held the spell that helped gabi and tyler get her soul back from arcadius. their eyes followed as elena let loose and appeared to be having genuine fun. a small smile grew on their lips as they walked to approach the other, hoping that whatever had lightened the mood would help with the encounter.
"elena, hey!" their smile turned to confusion as their friend simply starred, as if every word that came out of gabi's mouth was utter gibberish. scanning her friends face, it became very apparent what was happening, seeing her kids coming home with the same look in their teens. shaking her head, the demon placed a hand on the others shoulder. "i was just saying hi, sorry i haven't come by recently with the kids and tyler...it's just been a lot."
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After much encouragement from her niece, Elena Gilbert made her way across the street to the lighting of the solstice. The bonfire raged large and hot and friendly faces mingled about. Anyone who hadn't heard the news of her missing soul was likely expecting the typically bright and bubbly human. However, both those who had heard the news and those who hadn't would be sorely disappointed in the woman who arrived at the event.
Along with her encouragement, the Gilbert niece had also provided one very chocolately brownie with the good stuff, as she'd called it. She'd failed to mention, however, that the good stuff was also the powerful stuff.
Which was why legendary Elena Gilbert had come out to play. Her body felt loose, and she wanted to dance, despite being far away from where the music was actually happening. With a red solo cup in one hand and her phone in the other, she felt like a teen hanging out by the falls all over again.
When the person in front of her said something that she didn't catch, the soulless human blinked rapidly. "I'm so sorry," she said. "Were you talking to me?" How long had they been there? She'd just been enjoying the different colors of the raging bonfire, lost in the tornado of thoughts that was her brain. And if she blinked, which again, she'd just done rapidly, it felt like watching television and skipping a few frames. But she blinked again in attempt to compose herself, and put on a smile before taking a sip of the drink she definitely remembered pouring for herself.
there were very few people who hadn't reacted with wide eyes and a dropped jaw as eleanor walked into the room, one of them happened to be felicity. this wasn't exactly that weird to witness when your family had done similar things for centuries. so despite all the anxious energy that filled the streets of new orleans, there was still this content energy that wasn't shocked by a person crawling out of her grave. right now, it was all that elle could handle every other type of environment overwhelmed her senses.
art was important to the gerard family, how could it not be when you've lived so many lives and seen it evolve? so as the two settled into comfortable conversation, the busy world around them began to melt. feeling as maybe the world didn't have to be as terrifying as eleanor thought. yet it couldn't be denied, the eerie feeling in the air that never left since the power went out, only to mysteriously come on. a chill ran down her spine, causing her eyes to grow wide. "sorry, i'm still adjusting to having a pulse." elle admitted, ever since coming back, she had become hyper aware of her heartbeat. the way it would quicken when someone gave her a certain look on the street. it caused her to feel vulnerable in such public places.
Felicity looked up and, upon recognizing the familiar face before her, a smile of recognition tugged at the corners of her lips. "Oh, hey there! I'm sorry, I was so zoned in I didn't even notice you," she said apologetically, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Her friend chuckled softly, a warmth in their eyes as they responded, "No worries, you looked really focused. What are you drawing this time?" they asked, leaning in to get a better look at Felicity's sketchbook.
As Felicity eagerly shared her latest project, the two friends settled into an easy conversation, the bustling energy of the coffee shop providing a comforting backdrop to their reunion. In that moment, Felicity felt grateful for the interruption that had brought them together and looked forward to the shared moments of creativity and connection that awaited them.
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a hybrid's hearing was both a gift and curse, especially when you're a mother who kids inherit your own loud remarks. this time she wasn't hearing something that would scar her or cause an eye roll, this sound caused panic and fear to rise in her chest, instantly using superhuman speed to the source. what she saw broke her heart, elijah stood there but there was something else, something inside him that made his actions and heart different. the change was too easy to recognize, if there was someone she knew all too well it was her husband. the two had grown in their marriage to become people who cared so deeply for each others happiness and peace, even when the world refused to give it to them. so to see this scene unfold, it caused the hybrids heart to break, yet she had no time to process any of it, because there was an innocent in danger.
taking a deep breath, she walked over towards her husband, because he was still there, fighting so desperately to stay in control. "elijah, i need you to let them go." hayley's voice stayed calm, trying to only speak to him and not whatever was possessing his body. walking closer behind elijah, she placed her fingers on his wrist, feeling his pulse and how it raced, when her eyes met his, the clear desperation caused tears to well in her eyes. "you are going to let this person go and we are going to figure out what is going on. we won't let this win okay?"
The narrow alleyways of New Orleans were drenched in shadows, the night air thick with humidity. Elijah wandered them, but not as himself. His eyes glowed with an unnatural blue hue. From a distance, someone followed, carefully. Elijah halted abruptly, his senses sharpened by the Hollow's malevolent power. He could feel the presence behind him. Inadu stirred with interest, its attention now fully on the pursuer. A twisted smile crept across Elijah's face as the Hollow spoke through him in a low, mocking tone. “Yon lòt malere ki vle mouri," it hissed in Creole, the words laced with dark amusement. “Ann ba li yon leson."
Without warning, Elijah turned, his movements fluid and predatory. The follower froze, their heart racing. The Hollow's voice, dripping with malice, echoed through the alley. "Ou kouri dèyè m'," Elijah taunted in Creole, the words carrying an edge of sadistic delight. "Kounye a ou pral soufri."
Elijah moved with inhuman speed, closing the gap between them in an instant. The follower barely had time to react before dark energy crackled around Elijah's hands, ready to strike. But deep within, Elijah fought against the Hollow's control, his willpower straining against the dark force. “Run," he managed to whisper, his voice breaking through momentarily, filled with urgency and desperation. “Get away!”
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What is your family’s biggest strength? (gabi)
"our love for each other, because it isn't superficial. all of us would much rather see one another thrive or be happy then anything else. we do our very best to become better people, instead of holding back for selfish reasons."
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So I gotta go I know, I know, I know When the sirens sound, you'll hide under the floor But I'm not gonna go down with my hometown in a tornado I'm gonna chase it I know, I know, I know this is a multi-muse blog for inaducursehq based in the tvd/to universe. tw; trauma, abuse, & death. 18+
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