#devilsanddarlings: elena gilbert x rebekah mikaelson.

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𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔞 𝔤𝔦𝔩𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱 & 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔢𝔨𝔞𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔨𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔲𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 @devilsanddarlings.

it  still  baffled  elena  that  she  and  rebekah  were  getting  along  better  than  she  thought  possible.  she  could  never  picture  them  being  partners  in  crime  with  her  humanity  on  but,  then  again,  even  with  her  humanity  off,  she  still  got  on  elena's  nerves  occasionally.  that's  why  she  had  sneaked  away  with  her  victim  so  she  could  have  some  privacy  and  some  quiet.  it,  of  course,  didn't  last  very  long.  elena  didn't  mind  so  much,  though.  she  had  finished  her  meal  and  her  stomach  was  full  ...  for  the  time-being.  ever  since  her  switch  has  been  off,  she  would  grow  bored  quite  quickly  and  quite  easily.  so  who  knows  how  long  this  fulfillment  was  going  to  last? ❛  i  was  hungry,  is  that  so  wrong?  ❜  she  replied,  rolling  her  eyes  lightly  at  rebekah's  words.  she  watched  the  blonde  vampire  suck  off  the  blood  from  her  fingertips,  and  elena  finishes  it  off  once  rebekah  was  done.  she  tucks  her  hair  behind  her  ear  before  heading  to  the  mirror  hanging  on  the  wall,  fixing  her  appearance  and  wiping  off  any  remaining  blood  dripping  down  her  chin.  she  turns  to  face  rebekah  again,  ❛  we  should  leave.  someone  is  gonna  come  in  here  for  their  coat  and  i  rather  not  be  here  when  they  do  ❜  she  warned  the  original.  ❛  besides,  i'm  getting  bored  again.  ❜

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elena's  emotions  were  completely  turned  off,  her  eyes  and  soul  void  of  any  sense  of  humanity,  which  meant  she  had  become  quite  the  nuisance  to  several  different  people.  the  salvatore  brothers,  caroline,  bonnie  but,  more  specifically,  rebekah  mikaelson.  she  thought  she  could  have  a  fun,  care-free  time  with  rebekah  where  they'd  share  drinks,  party,  and  open  up  veins  to  their  heart's  content,  butut  it  seemed  rebekah  still  cared  about  playing  to  the  rules.  how  disappointing,  elena  thought  to  herself.  her  back  violently  slammed  against  the  wall  when  the  original  had  suddenly  grabbed  a  hold  of  her  throat  and  knocked  her  back  with  her  enhanced  vampire  speed.  her  nails  dug  into  her  neck  but  elena  still  stared  emotionless  into  rebekah's  eyes.  she  couldn't  help  but  roll  her  eyes  at  the  blonde's  words,      ❝      god,  when  did  you  become  such  a  buzz  kill?      ❞     elena  responded,  choking  out  with  a  crushed  windpipe.

the  brunette  vampire's  eyes  widened  in  fear  when  she  was  threatened  to  be  compelled.  the  last  thing  she  wanted  in  this  godforsaken  world  was  to  have  every  emotion  she  was  avoiding  to  come  washing  over  her  like  a  tsunami.  she  growled  at  rebekah,  grabbing  her  wrist  with  both  hands,  but  it  was  futile  as  she  was  much  weaker  compared  to  the  original  vampire.  she  grunted,    ❝      fine,  i'll  play  nice    ❞     she  gave  up,  struggling  to  speak.

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Annoyance flared in Rebekah’s chest at Elena’s defiant antics. Perhaps she had been giving the doppelgänger’s maturity level far too much credit when she’d agreed to allow the little Gilbert to accompany her out of town. Moving in the blink of an eye, she caught the baby vampire by the throat and slammed her back into the wall. “Perhaps you missed the part where I’m meant to care about whether or not you care,” the blonde hissed, deliberately digging her nails into the delicate skin of her neck. “Spoiler alert…I don’t.”

“You’ll do as I tell you, when I say to do so. Or I will make it your problem. Don’t think for a moment I would hesitate to compel you to turn your emotions back on and to never be able to flip the switch again before handing you back to your little friends if you keep giving me an attitude,” Rebekah said coldly. “Because clearly you cannot be trusted with your humanity off. This is not a matter of personal consequences, Elena. Our kind survives because of our secrecy, and I’ll be damned if I allow you to risk that because you think yourself far more important than you really are in the grand scheme of things.”

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the  last  thing  elena  wanted  was  to  be  told  what  to  do  or  how  to  feel.  why  couldn't  anyone  see  that?  that's  why  she  had  run  off  with  rebekah  in  the  first  place  because  it  seemed  like  rebekah  couldn't  care  less  what  she  got  up  to  like  painting  the  town  red  or  making  it  her  own.  but,  the  moment  that  the  barbie  original  had  started  to  criticize  the  way  she  decided  to  live  her  new,  humanity  free  life   —   that's  when  elena  would  draw  the  line.  she  didn't  take  it  lightly  when  rebekah  insulted  the  way  she  decided  to  feast  upon  her  little  meal  in  this  coat  closet.  what  business  of  it  was  hers?  none.  elena  canted  her  head  and  folded  her  arms  over  her  chest  in  disbelief,  her  brows  raised,      ❝      i  think  i  missed  the  part  where  i  cared    ❞     elena  responded,  uncaring  of  rebekah's  advice.

elena  kicked  the  lump  body  on  the  ground  that  was  completely  her  doing  and  lightly  pushed  it  towards  the  blonde  vampire  without  a  single  care,      ❝      i  don't  need  to  clean  up  my  mess  nor  do  i  want  to.  not  my  problem    ❞     she  said  nonchalantly,  stepping  over  the  victim's  body  and  brushed  past  rebekah  by  bumping  her  shoulder  with  hers.  she  turns  to  look  at  rebekah,    ❝     are  you  coming?  i'm  leaving  with  or  without  you  and  i'm  definitely  leaving  without  that  body.      ❞

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After a thousand years on Earth, there was little that got by Rebekah Mikaelson. Elena’s success in daggering her the first time had been a fluke more than anything; her desire for friends had made her sloppy, and the doppelganger had taken advantage of that. It would never happen again. She had vowed after she’d been freed that the baby vampire would never get the better of her ever again, and so far she hadn’t.

Because Elena Gilbert was nowhere near as sneaky as she thought she was. Rebekah had been dealing with dealing with newly turned vampires for centuries before the girl was born, and they were utterly predictable creatures. The Original didn’t need to watch her at all times to know where she was. All Bex needed to do was follow the smell of blood to its source - which was precisely how she’d located the doppelganger feeding in the coat closet.

“Hunger is excusable. Sloppiness is not,” the blonde said crisply, folding her arms. “Grab that body and come with me. You’re going to learn to clean up your mess. A bit of fire should cure that boredom of yours right up.”