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“I wanna live not just survive.”
— Unknown
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werewolf sex things
moans that turn into lil growls
using their claws to scratch at skin
getting turned on by their partner’s specific smell
being blindfolded and having their partner use their heightened senses to turn em on (touch, sound, smell)
so much biting / nipping
M A R K I N G
using claws to remove clothing
accidentally breaking furniture
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Reblog if your inbox is ALWAYS open for random asks, even if you haven’t reblogged any meme
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Hayley Marshall | 2x06
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Hayley Marshall | 2x02
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Hayley Marshall | 2x01
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welcome home bitches!
x. guess we're back & cooking with gas huh? 😈
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I miss it here.
Back when the show had a meaning.
😢😡
#pictures in a broken frame x. self#family fights for each other x. klaus mikaelson#do right by her x. hope mikaelson
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5x12 II 5x13
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Tommy x Lizzie
— PEAKY BLINDERS S05E03
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The Originals
2.21 Fire with Fire
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I miss my Wolf Mama constantly but idk if anyone misses having me here? Unsure of the activity in the fandom anymore honestly or if there’s much demand for my exact brand of Hayley. 👀
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he lifts his head to press a soft kiss to her forehead before he finds himself exhaling softly, a slow smile spreading across his lips. his hand cups against her jawline, thumb brushing across her cheek, and he takes a moment to just… enjoy her. he really has missed her. more than he could truly put into words. the threatening tone isn’t lost on him, and he meets her gaze as he brushes a lock of hair back behind her ear, considering her a moment. ❝ i’m not going anywhere, Hayley. you know that i can’t guarantee there won’t ever be trouble thrown my way, i’ve a thousand years’ worth of enemies that’ll make that impossible. but i’m not going anywhere. ❞ he kisses her softly again, lets it linger a moment, before he presses his forehead to hers. ❝ and you are certainly not going anywhere. ❞
Hayley closed her eyes once more as Elijah delivered a kiss to the top of her forehead. His lips hovered and lingered there for a moment longed, but any amount of time would never be enough for her. His hands lifted to frame her face before him as her own fell away from his cheeks and clasped onto his forearms. She opens her eyes again in an instant as his thumb brushes across the lower line of her jaw and she softens beneath his touch despite the earlier threat in her warning. She leans into the movement of his hand as her brushes a strand of her hair back behind her ear, fighting a soft smile as he promises again that he isn’t going anywhere. It’s the same promise she wants to trust, keep him at his word and yet too many times in their history together the rest of the world has other plans in trying to tear them apart. “I’m not asking for perfect Elijah, I’m just asking for you. Trouble, enemies... all of it, every part of you.” She nods her head firmly once, her strength and stubbornness melding together as one. “You’ve got that right.” She teases him, grinning suddenly despite the seriousness of their conversation as he presses his forehead to hers. “If you ever try to send me away again I’m not afraid to kick your ass.”
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she joins him quickly, and Elijah catches her around the waist, arms wrapped tight around her to keep her close as he exhales softly. he misses her when they’re apart, and the way he melts into her is instant. his hand strokes up and down her back, pressing into the small of her back to bring her closer to him as he buries his face into her hair. ❝ deal. i have no interest in being apart from you again, Hayley. ❞ he turns his head to press a soft kiss to her temple, taking a moment to just breathe her in. ❝ i missed you. ❞
There’s a sense of not only safety in his arms, but the feeling of truly belonging. When she feels most untethered our out of place when it feels like her world is spinning out of control, it’s Elijah that possesses the singular ability to pull her back in and ground her. He holds onto her just as tightly, neither of them having to possibly worry about hurting the other yet no amount of proximity ever seems to be enough for them. Lifting a hand to lay her palm against his cheek, Hayley cocks her head to the side to read the earnest honesty in his eyes as her own glisten with equal emotion. “No more errands. No more suicide missions in the name of Klaus.” Her tone borders on threatening as she shakes her head. “I can’t ever lose you Elijah.” It was a promise they’d made long ago, long before they were what they mean to each other now but she holds him to it just as fiercely. “If you go, I go.”
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❝ of course i missed you, darling. come here. ❞
Hayley would never have to be told twice, it was nearly impossible to keep herself parted from him on the other side of the room as he stood in the doorway. She was quick to set down the crystal glass in her hand, moving toward Elijah instantly with her arms outstretched and seeking his safe harbor. Hearing his voice, the way only he could call her darling still send shivers along her skin. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Hayley secured herself against his chest in a near stranglehold, eyelids fluttering closed as she rested her cheek against his shoulder. “Do me a favor and don’t ever walk out that door again, deal?”
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