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An Amber Alert was issued today for these 2 boys who went missing after their father allegedly stabbed their mother. NJ Police are looking for a black 4 door 2007 Honda Civic with the license plate VHH37S. Please reblog/share this until the boys are found. My prayers go out to the family and friends involved

This just happened literally 2 hours ago. Please reblog guys. Their dad stabbed their mom to death and then took off with them. There’s a big possibility they’d travel out of state so people be on the lookout!

         Caroline rushed home, her entire closet was now thrown about her bedroom. She had to look perfect, heartbreaking even. She found a perfect little number. A simple white laced dress that hung just above her knees, it fit tight at the bust — which she didn’t happen to mind. It made the girls look good. Her blonde curls fanned across her shoulders. Her reflection, though, wasn’t pleasing her. Something was missing. She bites her lip and grabs a gold necklace from her jewelry box. She crinkles up her nose, this will have to do. She looks at her phone — the time read ‘6:55’. He has five minutes, and she will count down the minutes. She holds onto her clutch and makes her way into the kitchen. The anxiety hit her all at once, and it felt like there was an elephant sitting on her chest —— she couldn’t breathe. This was happening, this was real. She was going to be alone with Niklaus Mikaelson, the most hated supernatural being she has come to know thus far. She glances out the window, then at the clock. Two more minutes.

Klaus went home and put on the best outfit he had. Him--nervous? No, it was not nerves. He was so on edge because he wanted this night to be perfect for Caroline. He needed to show her that he was not just some malicious killer who was heartless and could not love. He gathered the bracelet and flowers he bought her. He looked at himself one more time in the mirror before setting off to her house. As he approached, he readjusted his tie before going on the front porch and knocking. This was it. He was sure she was going to be gorgeous...he just knew though deep down she already was to him. So no matter how much make-up and fancy jewelry she wore, it would never change his opinion of her.

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Guys, please take care of yourselves. Eat if you haven’t eaten. Sleep if you need to. Take a mental health day. Do what you need to do. But put yourself first when necessary.

Yo! My main squeezies from another mother!!!!!!!!!! This is me…ELLIE aka karinganddaring….:D You all follow me on there so follow me on here. Just saying lol And interact with. If you send me a message saying you are the dill to my pickle…BOOM! bffs right there :D

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Those RP partners that you just click with and you're like...

for every "§" i get, i'll share the first name of a person my muse has/had a crush on.

{klausmikaelsonthesuperior}

No. Georgie told herself. She couldn’t be sick. It was impossible. It just didn’t make sense. She sighed and took a seat on the bed. She had been staying in the Mikaelson house for a few months now…Rebekah’s idea since they were very good friends after all. Although it did take a while to get used to..She managed not to dagger Niklaus everytime he opened his mouth. She just about tolerated him now. Georgie went and stood in front of the mirror, she did look a little paler than usual.. Her mind ran over the events of the past few days. Her body froze when she remembered. She slept with Nik the day after Rebekah left for Mystic Falls. Was it even possible for Hybrids to produce? She rushed downstairs, ignoring Klaus and Elijah talking in the hall as she went out of the door in a hurry.

Georgie returned less than a hour later after buying a pregnancy test from the local pharmacy. She had it tucked in the inside of her coat pocket so nobody could see it. When she walked into the house, it was silent. Too silent.. Niklaus and Elijah must be out. She thought to herself as she went into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind her just in case. Georgie read the instructions carefully before doing what they said. She put the toilet seat down and sat on it, counting to 120 in her head. She tapped her foot impatiently. “I’m sure this is just nothing. That I’m just…Sick.” She said out loud to herself, nodding slowly as the two minutes were up. Georgie flipped over the pregnancy test, her eyes widening as her brain tried to process what it said. She couldn’t believe it..She was pregnant..

Klaus and Elijah were having a much heated debate over Georgie's stay at their estate. Klaus no longer wanted her there. Why? He was having feelings for her that he vowed to never let happen. Yes, they slept together about a month ago but it was nothing new. He slept with women all the time. He left them afterwards with no feelings involved, but this time it was different. The morning after when she left his bed he began to develop feelings for her. Feelings he intended to bury away with his usual facade and not caring for others but his safety and concerns. So when he saw Georgie rush past him and Elijah in the hall with a look of concern on her face, Klaus mentally noted to check on her later on.

A few hours had past and Klaus finally made it back to the place he called home. He walked inside whistling and went into the parlor room to pour himself a drink. He downed the drink and then made his way upstairs to her room. He was the superior one here and he would get whatever she was hiding out of her in a matter of a few minutes. As he made his way upstairs and to her room he stood outside her door before walking in without knocking. His house so why should he have to knock? "Georgie, love, where are you?"