resurrected.

❝ No. ❞ Silas pulled his face into a scowl. The fact that his doppelganger’s reach went as far as New Orleans was not something he had been expecting. ❝ Silas, creator of a very handsome, yet disappointing doppelganger line that has the misfortune of including Stefan.❞ He raised his eyebrows, hoping that something in his rehearsed introduction would spark some kind of recognition. ❝ Stefan is my shadow self, I’m evil, and I’m here to get information from you. Are we both on the same page? Great. Now, how about a drink? ❞ 

it is truly disappointing to see all these horrible shit nate buzolic have said... like wtf happened to that dude? has he always been a piece of shit human being and was just good at hiding it bcos damn dude... fucking gross

i am so disgusted by bob and eliza.. i just can’t believe i supported these two. with bob’s bullshit with peace and love, and eliza? you’re a woman and you did this to another woman. you gaslit her into thinking she was crazy for thinking you two were cheating even though thats exactly what u two were doing. that’s just unforgivable imo. they’re both trash and they truly deserve each other.

     The moment Hayley had alluded to Camille, Klaus’s entire demeanor changed. He couldn’t deny how deep his love had run for the brave and tenacious mortal. Her fate was one that still hung heavily on his conscious as he mourned her to that very day. Yet her words of wisdom continued to bolster his strength every day as he moved forward, striving to be better. The other hybrid certainly had him there and as he tilted his head, refocusing his eyes on her, he made it very apparent.  ❝ That’s good. The less humans that know about us, the easier it is to maintain peace amongst the factions, ❞ he said, conceding only a little.  ❝ Have you met this boy ? What’s his name ? Perhaps I should have a little chat with him myself before this date –– - ❞  Instilling a small bit of fear was a healthy in Klaus’s mind ; keep the boy alert and respectful of the precious girl he was entertaining.

“Why wouldn’t she tell her? It sounds funny.” Hope couldn’t help but reach for her mother in the way she was now, trying to wrap her hands around tangible memories, the parts of Hayley’s life she hadn’t gotten to know, things she could take with her, a more fully realized picture of who she was. She crossed one leg up under the other and turned to face Hayley when she sat beside her, listening to the vague way she jumped over it all and pressing further for more detail almost immediately. “Okay….” Hope answered slowly, “what kind of bad decisions? We don’t have all that much time. We shouldn’t waste it with you dodging the details.”

“  It’s  not  a  ‘what’  we’re  looking  for,  it’s  a  HER.  ”  Vague  details  are  offered  with  minimal  interest,  mere  snippets  of  a  greater  plan  fed  to  her  to  placate  while  mind  ticks  away  with  the  cogs  of  an  ULTERIOR  MOTIVE  fitting  into  place.  There’s  a  hint  of  impatience  that  creeps  out  with  quiet  sigh  and  a  withering  glare  is  cast  before  more  is  offered  with  callous  frankness.  “  You’re  right,  I  didn’t  bring  you  back  out  of  the  goodness  of  my  heart;  you’re  a  BARGAINING  CHIP.  Your  meddling  witchy  wolf  daughter  agrees  to  step  aside  and  let  me  handle  my  family  business  my  way,  and  in  return  she  gets  mommy  dearest  BACK  FROM  THE  DEAD  ——  I  think  it’s  quite  the  proposition,  don’t  you  ?  ”