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❛  i just want them to stop ...  ❜ (Randy )

She didn't have a lot of drinking buddies now a days, so when Randy offered she took the chance. Camille managed to get her old apartment back and it was doing wonders for her mental health. They began the night with whiskey sours, which later turned into a long conversation about the state of the world they lived in.

❛  i just want them to stop ...  ❜

Nodding her head, she leaned forward and sighed. "It's really twilight zone to be placed in the exact same situation, I was in nineteen years ago. There has to be a better way to go forward."

#camille o'connell; memes & prompts #camille & randy #ofwindydays #tw alcohol

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#self-sufficiency but make it productive

Abbott Elementary 03.07 | "Librarian"

#camille o’connell; musings

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❛ i swear it wasn’t me. ❜

He wasn't scheduled to come in to her office, yet here he was standing with his hands on his hips, as if she was about to accuse him of something. It wasn't lost on Camille, the way she cared for Briggs, much more than she was able to currently admit. There was still some part of her that refused to tell anyone her true feelings, knowing emotions was extreme in her heightened vampire state. Looking up from her planner, she quirked a brow and motioned for him take a seat.

"Okay, can you first tell me what you swear you didn't do?" She couldn't help but smirk, he looked like a kid about to be told to go to his room.

#camille o'connell; memes & prompts #camille & briggs #ofmoonlitmagic

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[ DELIVER ]: the sender, about to deliver some bad news to the receiver, gently places a hand on the receiver's shoulder to stop them from running away from the bad news. (Finn)

Camille knew it was silly, to feel jealously so intensely, but even though she made it seem like she had a hold on things, she didn't. Being a vampire was still new, all these senses were heightened and watching the events of the gala really affected her mental state. The world was being cruel and she knew it was so, because the person providing comfort in this situation was Finn Mikaelson. A man who once took advantage of so many things, including her trust.

He still did it though, stopped her from running away, as far as possible until she couldn't feel this pain anymore. His touch caused her knees to go weak before she collapsed on the ground. Sobbing with her head in her hands, she allowed herself to cry. Something she had been pushing deep down since coming back from the dead.

#camille o'connell; memes & prompts #camille & finn #ofwindydays #/i can't even figure out what she is upset about i just was being emo

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Her cheeks flushed at his mention of how little talking happened with Klaus. They two did have a conversation, it just didn't take many words for her to convey the message. Shaking her head at his quip, Camille gave him a sweet smile. "I'm really happy the two of you have been able to find something in midst of all this. I've come to realize that waiting in this type of environment does no one any good." She wished that she had been braver sooner, maybe if she had been honest about her feelings, death wouldn't have came so fast. Yet, there was no use dwelling in it now. "A camping trip turned proposal sounds really romantic."

Taking a sip of her coffee, she then let out a soft sigh. "Make sure to tell Rebekah last, because she will start planning the wedding. Honestly, she probably already knows and is calling people now." Placing the cup down, she walked up to Briggs and gave him a tight hug. "I"m proud of you Briggs." Camille couldn't exactly tell him what she was proud of, because it happened to be a long list, but she still wanted him to know it.

"I didn't think there was a lot of talking happening," Briggs teased, his tone almost gloating as if he had been responsible for that turn of events for Camille and Uncle Klaus. Though it was short-lived as she distracted him by the commentary on the ring he wore, meeting her question with a laugh. "It's new," he swore, "and a little unexpected. We kind of thought we were just going to go camping, and then just decided we didn't want to wait anymore to get married."

From sixteen to twenty-two, they'd spent a lot of time dancing around what they felt, left a lot unsaid. When he lost her, those were some of the things that haunted him most, and he wasn't going to waste a second chance not doing everything how and when they wanted. "Thanks! We made it this whole road trip thing, which was pretty awesome. We're gonna do some kind of celebration for family and friends to participate, though, once things settle a bit, you know?"

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & briggs #ofmoonlitmagic

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She'd been looking for him everywhere, since her return, but it started to feel useless. Freya mentioned Vincent was alive and Cami hoped that he was living a live of happiness. If there had many anyone in her life she knew was going to do good things, it was him. The witch managed to help her in her darkest time, making sure she didn't succumb to all the bloodlust that followed with being a vampire. But then she heard his voice call her name and once she met his eyes, she smiled so big her cheeks hurt. "Vincent?!"

Camille was both excited and confused, but that didn't stop her from quickly walking up to hug the man. She lingered longer than normal, just happy to be in his presence. Taking a deep breath, she stepped back to look at him better."Much better now that I found you. I've been looking for you since whatever brought me back placed me here. I'm uhh good, still getting used to all of this. How are you?"

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“Camille.” The witch greeted the woman when he saw her walking down the street. He had been meaning to check on her ever since he found out about her return, he knew it couldn't have been easy. “How are things going with you?” He asked her as he came up in front of her, a small smile on his face. He was happy to have his friend back.

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & vincent #blxxdstxiinxd #/I know I said this already but i'm so excited

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It was nice to hear Rebekah was enjoying life, feeling loved and having a big family, as she always wanted and deserved. Camille knew, that it was something the original longed for, watching how she fawned over Hope as an infant. Something that was so easy to do. Nodding her head in agreement, because there had been good moments, but they then instantly ruined when she remembered the gala. Knowing that the people who did that so smugly, just waltzed around the city, all high and mighty, well it bothered her a lot.

"Thanks for checking up on me, I appreciate it." Laughing softly at her comment about Klaus, she couldn't help but also blush. "I heard about him walking around in that from Freya. I'm sad I missed it." Smirking, Cami then walked back over to her desk and sat down. "I'm okay, possibly in over my head, but okay." It was a daunting task, trying to help so many supernatural beings find some type of solace. Even harder the longer they lived. "I haven't met the boyfriend yet. How did you two meet?"

She always liked Cami--well, maybe not always, they had been so briefly romantic rivals but she hardly saw how that counted now. They were friends, perhaps even sisters someday. Love was in the air, after all, the smell of burning sage sometimes more popular than the most expensive of perfumes in that house, which was exclusively hers as a matter of fact. Wrapping her arms around Cami for a brief hug, she smiled in the warmth of her.

"Must be all those daggers finally out of play," she quipped back, "or perhaps, your company is simply plenty on its own now." Despite the raging of yet another war, Rebekah's mood remained largely positive. They had faced impossible odds before, and never had there been anything they couldn't do together. "Well, my nephew just got married, my boyfriend's muscles have muscles, my children and grandchild are safe--at this moment anyway, so I say it's a bloody good day. But funny enough, I came to ask you the same thing. You've taken on an enormous task, and I wanted to make sure someone was checking in on everyone's therapist? There are some things even Nik's floral kimono can't fix."

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & rebekah #thcprettiest

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Cursed and religion were her forte, it was something that was woven into her family history. Shaking her head, she stood still giving Juri a look. "If Klaus and Briggs are handling it, that also means that they need some help. At least when it comes to the whole striking without so much vengeance. The OEA deserve to go down, for all the things they have done and the people they killed. But, we can't put them in a box. There are young people in that group who believe so deeply in something because that is what they were told to do." Letting out a heavy sigh, she shifted her stance. "There is hope for us, for all of us, and that's the message we need to get out there. Because the longer we divide each other, the worse it will get."

Juri chuckled to himself remembering the semi-good times. Before the unfortunate events that occured after. The being sideman and a certain stalker he'd rather not think about right not. He hoped Krit was never able to fly out the country again. "I can tell you quite a few." Juri paused. "But some are more cursed then others." The former monk warned.

Juri nodded in understanding. "Some people say I'm persuasive." Juri joked. Juri stood up standing from a distance, allowing her to pace. "I'm sure Klaus and Briggs have it covered." He tried to reassure. "I can get my family members involved too. The Waite family might be a bit more disjointed but I'm sure we can aid in any way possible." Juri tried to reassure. "There is hope for us. I have a good feeling."

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & juri #ofwindydays

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The world could be at its end and Camille would still be charmed by the man before her. As usual, he coaxed a sweet smile from her anxious expression. Giving the whiskey sour a sip, she closed her eyes and enjoyed the way this felt. To be here, as soulful music filled the room, it felt almost not real. Yet, the anxiety of being the therapist for so many, made her come back from the comfort of everything else. Opening her eyes at his comment about being a bother, she rolled her eyes before giggling. "You'd never disturb me, despite your best tries in the past."

It was difficult to hide anything these days, let along from someone who knew her so deeply. Nodding her head to his question, she let out a sigh. "I'm alright, just took too much on." Cami did this often, became so taken with the need to save others, to then be feeling as if she was drowning. She'd dive head first, when it came to showing people they had a soul. "I know I can't save everyone..." She trailed off, lacing her fingers with his as their eyes met. "But some of them I just relate to what they've been through. I was twenty-five years old, when I was officially introduced to a whole different world. It was honestly much harder than my teens and that's saying something."

Leaning forward, her face only inches from his, Camille smirked. "I wouldn't mind just sitting here for a little more though." He did bring her immense comfort. She'd felt it the first moment they met, there was a time she fought it, but it felt powerless to do so now. "By the way, how did you find out about Billie and Briggs? Because for me it was early in the morning right before I had my coffee."

There was a peace no greater than when he was with Camille, or as now admiring her from afar as she appeared lost within the music. There was a gentle smile tugging at his lips as his digits toyed with the glass of liquor on the table in front of him, gaze completely transfixed upon her; as if nobody else who existed. Once noticed, he ensured to grasp the attention of a waiter, ordering Camille's drink of choice, as she made her way towards him. Sitting himself up straighter, his eyes continued to follow her every movement, willing her closer.

Inhaling a soft breath, he rejoiced beneath the close proximity as she took a seat beside him – side by side as their shoulders met with each breath “and you, love” he hummed, glancing towards her with a soft expression. “You look beautiful, Cami” he reminded softly, his smirk remaining as he turned himself to face her, ensuring that they remained within touching distance “I didn’t wish to disturb you. You looked quite peaceful without my interruption.” 

He could feel as she began to relax, but the held tension hadn't been lost on him and his brow creased within momentary concern, “are you alright?” he questioned calmly, a hand lifting to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear as she began to explain. “Is there anything that I can do to help?” he hummed, his hand lowering but remaining close as his fingers brushed against hers. “If you need to talk, I am always here to listen, love. Or if you prefer not, perhaps my company can suffice -- although, I'm not so certain how much comfort that alone can bring" he teased.

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & klaus #fragmcntedsouls

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'Cause I was never told that I wasn't gonna get The things I want the most But people always say, "If it hasn't happened yet Then maybe you should go"

#camille o'connell; playlist #/i will probably post a ton of chappell songs with my muses

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Getting up early wasn't Camille's strong suit, in fact she often did her best to avoid it, but today was different. It wasn't a therapy appointment that caused her to be awake at this ungodly hour, not it was her attempt at going to see what the police actually had on any the gala. "No, despite dying at 25 I'm old, and even if I am a vampire I am not waking up at this time to hear anyone speak, even if they are paying me." Her eyes quickly noticed the ring on Briggs finger, an eyebrow quirking before taking another sip of her coffee.

"Alright, so when were you going to tell me?" She smirked before tilting her head towards his finger. "Congratulations!" It was nice to have some happiness in the compound. Young love was exciting to be around, it made her happy to see that despite everything, Briggs and Billie loved each other so deeply.

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Leaving his wife to get a little more sleep, Briggs wandered down to grab some breakfast to bring back for her. As he sipped some coffee, he heard a noise and went to check for Billie but found someone else. One who still brought a smile to his face, though this held a hint of smugness. "Good morning," he greeted.

He was used to wearing rings, but not on this finger, so it was still a consistent reminder this was real. Billie was upstairs, and she was his wife. He tapped the metal against the mug he held in his hands as he commented cheekily, "these therapy appointments just get earlier and earlier, huh?"

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & briggs #ofmoonlitmagic #/if she was more awake she would maybe dance around but nah

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#can you two be any cuter

#camille o'connell; mirror #camille & rebekah #thcprettiest

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closed starter; @fragmcntedsouls for klaus location; an old jazz bar in the french quarter

There was a heaviness in the air around her, one that only seemed to fade thanks to the music that poured out on to the streets ahead. Following the sound, she found her way to a seat at the bar with a candid smile on her face. It wasn't until the song was over that she noticed Klaus sitting across from her, shaking her head softly she made her way over to the seat next to him.

"I should've known that you would be here." Sitting close, her shoulder touching his as that usual heat ran through her body. This always happened when he was near and she welcomed it. There had been a time where the two of them weren't this touchy in public, but thanks to some weird circumstances the two found their way to one another. So she relished these moments with him, where her skin touched his and a calm ran through her anxious brain.

Taking a deep breath, she allowed her shoulders to relax some. The atmosphere was perfect, yet stress still loomed over her body. "I have no appointments today, decided I needed a day off, but I can't seem to stop my brain." She used to hide these feelings, but it felt so easy to say it now, as if was silly to even think it was hard before. "The music is helping."

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & klaus #fragmcntedsouls

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closed starter; @thcprettiest location; cami's office

Closing her notebook, Camille sat back comfortably in her office chair. The past few weeks had gotten easier, she managed to finally make a schedule with patients and take time off. She knew there was no use in her advice if she was burnt out. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and smiled to herself. Footsteps caught her ear, causing her to open her eyes and see a familiar face. Smirking the vampire got up and gave Rebekah a quick hug. Pulling away she titling her head with a soft smile.

"It used to take so much effort to get a Mikaelson to walk into my office without looking upset" Cami laughed. "I like this whole, you come to me thing, it's a lot easier." Her fingers moved between the two of them as she spoke. "So how have you been Rebekah? I ask that as a friend not a therapist, despite the setting."

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & rebekah #thcprettiest #/no matter how many times i edit this a letter remains not small

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KLAUS MIKAELSON AND CAMILLE O’CONNELL “ If it wasn’t that night, this bar, that $100 dollar bill, it would have been Jackson Square, staring at a painting. Or Frenchmen Street, listening to jazz. I would have found you. “ KLAMILLE AND THEIR MANY FIRST MEETINGS

#camille o’connell; musings #camille o’connell; mirror #i would have found you; klaus mikaelson #/this is too pretty to not post

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Hearing Nova speak her fathers words, hit Camille like a punch to the gut, because her father would mutter those same words. None of it was true, tears aren't a sign of any type of weakness. All emotions are meant to be felt because when stuffed in, they become bigger and harder to contain. Swallowing, Cami shook her head. "No, that isn't true. If anything crying is part of being strong. Nova you can cry and still be brave and capable, it's when you keep it, that's when you grow weak." "You're right, they are a fiery bunch and most of the time they don't actually mean it. But getting them to tell you something that is bothering them, well that's a task." Sighing at the word desperate being used, she pursed her lips. Doing her best to listen and remain impartial to the whole situation. That was what her job was meant to be, but it was much easier said than done.

She'd met Billie after the gala and it was obvious that the girl had grown a tough outer shell as a coping mechanism. So of course horrible words would be said and they would hurt the person on the receiving end. Despite the lights flickering and Nova's appearance changing, the vampire didn't react, knowing that it would make things worse. The whole point of helping the supernatural was for them to be themselves during these sessions.

Sitting back in her chair, she wrote a few more notes before speaking again. "Nova the only person who can figure out who you are is you. No one else is going to be able to do that for you, no matter how are you want them to. Briggs was never capable of helping you be yourself and I know that is hard to hear, but once you understand that it might be easier to properly move on." Her tone remained calm, not wanting to upset Nova anymore than she already was. "You came here today and that is a much bigger and braver step than most people can ever achieve. Do you by chance journal at all?"

"His family seem very firey and expressive." Nova said sniffling and blowing her nose. Nova sighed forcing herself to stop crying. A technique she learned from her father. "Tears are for the weak." Nova said repeating her father's word, not realizing she was saying that aloud. "Never show excessive weakness."

"I hadn't seen Briggs in seven years things could have changed so much since then." Nova admitted. "I don't think he would forgive me for double that time. That's all I was useful until i wasn't anymore." Nova said. "He has every right to be angry. I can't blame him considering I only now know the gravity of the situation I just-" Nova sighed. "Sometimes I wish in those seven years he could have said something. I would have done everything in my power to help him." She sighed. "I still hear him calling me desperate even now as we speak. Guess he was right."

There was a silence as she said those words.

"It was the night of the gala." Nova stated. "I wanted to help people. I wanted to give hope to Briggs and show him humans are good. And maybe that girl too. I let her insult me because I thought it would help as long as she didn't damn my granmother but when she said" Nova paused clenching her fists. "Better to be a dammed spirit than to see what's become of her own granddaughter, right?" Nova repeated with anger, the lights flickering as she talked and eyes glowing. "I wanted to show her the pain she inflicted back." Nova said.

Another period of silence. As her eyes faded.

"I just want to be able to decide for myself who I am." Nova said. "I feel like its either my dad, my briggs, or someone else making assumptions about me. The filal daughter, the childhood friend who will never change-" She pinched the inside of her hand to stop crying. "The naive everygirl.No one every sees me as me." Nova said.

"The only person who does is my boyfriend Tae-jin." A brief thought of happiness in her mind thinking of him. "But he can't be the only one." Nova said. "Where I do even start?" Nova pleaded her eyes tearing up again.

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & nova #ofwindydays #/ugh this poor baby

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Cami shook her head, knowing that with everything going on, there was no reason for Freya to be in a peaceful mood. The mother had to witness her son, first hand experience imaginable grief, one that she knew well. "Don't worry about it." Camille smiled sweetly, always happy to be in the presence of any Mikaelson, but even so the sisters. Despite the way they all first met, they managed to grow incredibly close. It helped that both Freya and Rebekah loved Klaus so deeply. Something she admired in their family, the way they all held onto such loyalty despite all that happened in the past.

“I think I am, I mean I studied really hard to open a practice, but this is a lot to handle.” A small laugh escaped her lips, before speaking again. "I've already gotten several patients lined up and I haven't advertised yet. However, if my predictions are correct Briggs could be doing something similar. He's really good at the whole therapy thing, much better than his Uncles." It was a clear conflict of interest, the way her professional and personal life bended when it came to this particular family. Yet, it seemed like she wasn't the first. After meeting many of their enemies, it became obvious that all of them, started out with the same admiration she held. "How have you been? I know it hasn't exactly been easy recently...please let me know if you need me. I will gladly clear my schedule."

"Camille," Freya grinned as the other turned around, an apologetic smile quickly tugging at her lips. "My apologies, I didn't realize it was you." Gaze watches silently as the transaction is finished, moving forward to hand over her list of items to the clerk before turning her frame back in Cami's direction. "You sure you're up for that," the witch questions playfully. "I'm afraid this whole town is probably traumatized and in need of therapy at this point."

#camille o'connell; interactions #camille & freya #traegics