#😔😔😔 le sigh

[williamkisser]

Last Game Nine

"Last Christmas I gave you red whine, but the very next day, William almost died.

This year, Kurt told Naib, and now I have to escape.

Last Christmas, I gave you poison, and the very next day, Kurt got in the way.

This year, I'll have some wine- check out the room- whats inside.

Murrow's missing, twice Naib lied. I'll keep my distance but he still catches my eye.

"I can't tell if Servias recognizes me? It's been years- his presence surprises me."

Merry Christmas, I saw him, with that note that say our rooms- where we'll be staying.

Now he knows I'm on his tail. Mr. Subedar will never fool me again

Last Christmas, I checked the window's lock, Murrow didn't escape-

the very next day, Naib gave William a boar's leg.

This year, Murrow disappeared, I'll figure this case out then leave here.

Ohhh wauhhh

Ohhhh baaaaaybbbehhh Yeahhhhh!

A rugby player- oh he's so kind, me, I am just a magician, someone you spied on.

Face of star, an athlete at heart-

A man undercover, who killed his mentor.

Ooh-ooh

Now I found the killer- he'll never fool me again!

Last Christmas I nearly poisoned you

The very next day, Kurt went missing.

This year, I need to get out of here- this manor is pretty weird.

(I'll give the evidence to someone special-l-l-l-l--ll- special-l-l-l-l-l)

An explorer, with stories in his heart.

man-undercover- he traveled from afar

Ooh-Ooh

"This was.. game 9...."

Now that i think of it i can imagine naib with a george michael voice……..game 9 boyband when

[galvanizedfriend]

WIP Wednesday

Posting something for WIP Weds in the hopes to get back on my writing horse. It's been tough lately, friends. This is another snippet of Speed Dating. Not directly after this, but some time later.

Anyway, hopes and prayers for me, my dudes. 😔 I need to write again. Also, about this snippet: jealous!klaroline is my not-so-secret guilty pleasure, I shall not apologize.

Conversation began to flow more freely. Rebekah and Elijah started poking at Camille as though she were a creature from a different planet, both evidently curious about Niklaus' girlfriend. Rebekah knew of her, but they were yet to meet. Cami is graceful and smart and lovely in ways she’d never been before, not to Caroline, and they all seem fascinated. Fits right in with Klaus’ family. Fits right in next to Klaus, with a hand around his elbow.

It makes Caroline sick to her stomach. She hates it. More than she hates Dr. Saltzman’s lectures, more than she hates last week’s tofu, more than she hates getting puked on by drunkards during her shifts. She hates it with every fiber of her being, so freaking much she can almost feel the revulsion singing her bones.

Above anything else, she hates how it makes her feel found out, exposed, rubbing the truth of her feelings in her face until she can no longer deny it: Caroline is infected with jealousy.

Up until that moment, she had felt it in short bursts - acute, but fleeting. It was manageable. Debatable, even. But tonight, has completely destroyed all of her defenses. The harsh, cold truth of it crashed down upon her like a giant wave. Every time Klaus even so much as looks at Camille, speaks to her, whenever his hand accidentally brushes up against hers because she’s sitting way too freaking close to him, Caroline feels an irrational spike of murderous anger, followed by an insane and uncontrollable need to throw something heavy across the room. 

She wants to scream.

Something nasty balls in her throat and makes it impossible for her to continue to socialize. The forged indifference she’s worn all night is about to crack. She is locked in battle for her dignity and being positively massacred.  

She needs a drink. Six drinks. Maybe more. Fast. Anything to dull out the brash reaction threatening to come out.

Before anyone can point out that she could just order directly from their booth, she excuses herself and slips out. Funny how she seems to be the only one to notice how utterly unbreathable the air is.

Away from prying eyes, she abandons the cocktails in favor of something more effectively numbing. She downs a shot of whiskey all at once, and then asks for another. When she signals for a third one, the bartender gives her a look. The lonely girl getting hammered at the bar is looking for trouble look.

"I just had dinner with my roommate, whom I may or may not have feelings for, and his siblings, while they get introduced to his girlfriend, ok? I'm having a really bad night, so I'd appreciate it if you could just pour me a shot and kept the judgment to yourself."

The guy shrugs. "Suit yourself."

"Thank you."

The alcohol is meant to melt down the anxious knots in her stomach, dial down her spiking nerves back to acceptable levels, but the first immediate effect is a different one. The prickly discomfort morphs into a kind of ache, dull but heavier. This sudden uncontrollable need to be the object of Klaus' attention, the reason behind his smiles, the theme of all his stories, gains sharper, clearer contours.

The extreme anxiety she's experiencing, she concludes, is illumination. The kind that comes with a heavy object falling on your head and cracking your skull wide open. This visceral reaction is the answer to all the questions she's been mulling over incessantly for months now. Suddenly, Caroline no longer feels crazy; she feels heartbroken.

[satlun]

Just a reminder to myself, my ex DID NOT say this when I asked her to leave me. She just simply left.

[yuzuyokoi]

i missed the 11 year anniversary of george blagden’s ? how shameful

[shatlass]

it’s too early in the day for this

[surrealcervidae]

There goes Hawaii... there there there goes Hawaii............ the isle unto thy self is gone..................

[tarrarre]

Telling myself that even though I will only get a few hours of sleep pulling this all-nighter to finish my assignmence, I will go home in the afternoon and take a long nap

[solcarow]

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[hellamorte]

will they do something with rivain later because so far it's been incredibly boring 🫣

[purple-the-turtle]

im being bullied and harassed

[willosword]

im………,,,, your living…..,, legacy,,,,

[decimateddreams]

watching les mis Again. whoops

[galvanizedfriend]

Hi Yokan. I’m a silent fan of your works and haven’t had the courage to express my love for your works but I’m so excited for the wolf season 4. How’s writing going? Also, I am holding you to klaus proposing to Caroline! hope your well. 💗

Hi, nonnie! ✨ Thank you, that is so lovely of you 🥹

Writing had been... Something. 🥲 I have been thinking about the chapter every day and have sat in front of my computer and contemplated my blank document several times but I still haven't managed to get an actual start on it. There's a spark there missing, I don't know what the problem is. 😔 I *want* to write, I just don't know how to get it going. SIGH

On the plus side, I think I have the entire thing all mapped out, from start to finish, so as soon as inspiration strikes... 🥲

But thank you v much for your message, nonnie ❤️ It's always nice to know that there are folks out there waiting for an update. Have a lovely week!

[rainingincale]

My sewing needle just broke in half... 👁👄👁

[sadiecoocoo]

Spooky season is great and all, but there’s also the horrors (the PSAT)

[sluttytartaglia]

i luv enstars too but cmon

paralive music >>>>> enstars music