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[formerlyrighteous]

@mikaels0n-elijah-writing | cont. Elijah watched the hunter intently, not knowing if he would accept the deal and the two would agree to some kind of truce. At least for the moment, it would be helpful if they fought with each other rather than against each other. When the other agreed, the original vampire nodded. "Deal." He sank his hands into the pockets of his suit as he eyed Dean. "You're a damn good fighter, I'll give you that. You'd make a good ally to kill my father if you put your mind to it."

         he could almost hear his brother's voice in his head, along with his own, that told him trusting a vamp to keep their word was a rookie mistake. he knew better. he'd been taught better. had probably used that very same argument with Sam whenever he'd fought with him over whether a monster was really dangerous or not.

          a case could be made for this one but he's not that willing to put all his eggs in that particular basket yet. better play it safe for now, in the interest of living another day. after Hell his outlook on the things he hunted had changed somewhat but not enough to forget everything he's grown up believing like the flip of a switch.

          ally? an intriguing proposition but it's the last part about killing his father that caught his attention the most. several questions springing to mind at it and he has to exercise restraint to keep from blurting them out.

      "i don't know what kind of daddy issues you got but i can't imagine how bad they must be if you're suggesting a partnership with a hunter to take care of them."

[formerlyrighteous]

❛ i'm tired of fighting against you. ❜

@mikaels0n-elijah | voicemail

     on that at least they're in agreement, as much as it chafed at him to admit it. which he has no intention to, purely out of spite. 

      one failed attempt to take out an Original was more than enough..for now. it might require more research into the hunter archive until he had a clear-cut plan. anything can be killed, all he had to do was narrow down the how. 

      "truce then. i won't try to stake you if you don't try to kill me." one built on quicksand was better than nothing and he needed to buy time somehow.

[formerlyrighteous]

the day didn't go exactly as planned.

@qapsiel

         a scoff sounds from him, finding an ironic sort of   amusement in the comment. one of those things the celestial   wouldn't have understood at one point. he's not really sure if it   was a good or bad thing that being around each other meant   that Cas could pick up on his sarcasm now. thoughts like those  are too serious for the mood he's in.

           "— when does it ever? our days always go to shit."

[formerlyrighteous]

@anditsxsorrows​​​ | funtimes abound

   a few years ago if anyone told him he’d be helping a vampire with their kid, he would have laughed in their face or called them a liar. especially since  the vampire in question he’d shot once at point-blank range after being dared to. granted, he’d considered pulling the trigger before the challenge came that it hadn’t taken much convincing. now they're stuck and he’s reminded of when Sam was this small, looking over at the hybrid with some degree of worry. why was he here again?

            ❝ any ideas how long we’re going to be facing               her magical freakouts? or how bad they’ll get               for that matter? ❞

[formerlyrighteous]

‘If it’s any consolation, I think you’re a truly horrible person.’

@diviinityx | prompt.

      ❝ — thank you? ❞

[formerlyrighteous]

“ don’t you understand? i love you. and nothing you’ve done, no matter how much of a monster you think you are, is gonna change that. ”

@nigermviduam​ | prompt.

     she sounds so sure of herself. so convinced that there’s nothing he could do or say that would change her opinion of him for the worst. that’s how love works, right? how it’s supposed to anyway, if you follow all that crap that’s written down in romance novels. trouble is, he has a hard time picturing anyone feeling like that for him. he can say the same to her and it’d be true yet to just accept it from someone else?       “there’s no getting rid of each other now so i guess we’ll see, won’t we?” it’s the closest he can get to an agreement and even then, there’s more doubt in the words than any he’s said to her thus far.

[formerlyrighteous]

‘*’‘*’‘*’‘*’

@hellbled | prompt.

     she's tempting and infuriating all at once, pushing all of his buttons with the same brazen audacity he uses on hers without a care in the world. it affects him when she does it, the hate he should be feeling used as justification to annoy her at every opportunity. should be since he doesn't hate her. it'd be easier if he could. how simple it would be to say it was the allure of the forbidden that draws them together, not the chemistry both will deny exists. he could chalk up all the mornings he'd woken up in bed with her a mistake, or a pattern of mistakes, yet that excuse doesn't hold up when grogginess turns into going for another round. she does it before he can and he smiles into the kiss, that smug side of him showing through. despite all of their arguments, there’s some satisfaction in knowing he's not the only one who can't get enough of this addiction either.

[formerlyrighteous]

"next time, maybe i'll buy you dinner first".

@rippermorality​ | prompt.

bleary gaze struggles to focus, heel of his hand used to rub at his eyes that hadn’t yet adjusted to being awake. the comment registering slowly as flashes of memory return from the night before. not how he’d expected the evening to end but he can’t say he had many complaints. if anything he felt like he should thank the vampire; he hasn’t gotten that much sleep in awhile and the pleasant burn of tired muscles had very little to do with a night of rest.

                ❝ how’d you feel about breakfast? ❞

doesn’t mention that this might not be a one-time thing since he wouldn’t mind it all that much if it wasn’t. a question of what time it is causes his attention to shift to the nearby alarm clock on the night stand then groans.

            ❝ on second thought, make that lunch. ❞

[formerlyrighteous]

▲

@bloodblle

   ❝do you think I would let them harm you?❞

[formerlyrighteous]

💬

@demonstigma | prompt.

   "If we both stick to the story, they can't prove anything."

[formerlyrighteous]

“  i know you don’t need my help. but i’m offering it anyway.  ”

@rippermorality​ | prompt.

it’s less that he doesn’t need the help but that he doesn’t want it. the role of backup’s fallen to Sam for so long that the idea of anyone else taking that space he rejects on principle. he would have liked to do that now yet it’s the knowledge that there’s still a lot about vampires he doesn’t know. this kind is different than anything he’s read or anything John’s come across since there isn’t a journal entry about them. he knew this for a fact because he’s combed through it so many times that he knew it from front to back. eyes narrow as he considers the proposition, still feeling reluctant to accept. 

    ❝ how do i know i can trust you? for all i know you’ll         lead me into a trap and i’ll end up being dinner. ❞

[formerlyrighteous]

fight

@anditsxsorrows | prompt.

it wasn’t a fight. he’s firm in that belief because any attempt made to kill the hybrid wasn’t serious. wasn’t a joke or a warning, simply blowing off steam in a self-destructive way. in the back of his mind he was aware of how reckless it was and that it could have easily twisted in the hybrid’s favor instead of his. that one bullet had driven into his shoulder but if it hadn’t the result would have been a wound far more fatal.

he wouldn’t consider it a fight between them even if it were to come to that because Klaus couldn’t be killed and he’d lost whatever it was that drove him to act awhile ago. forming this truce was equal parts self-preservation as it was turning a blind eye to the monstrous acts the other might pull and he’s okay with that since he can tell himself later at least he’d tried once.

[formerlyrighteous]

tag drop (pt1)