// Also, let me know if you'd like to interact? Develop or write? ❤️ This? Or, can I jump in your mentions?

// This is going to sound so weird but I dreamt that I made replies...? But, then I look in my drafts it's still there? What is going on? 🤯

Oh please. Don’t tell me the big scary alpha is intimidated? And before you ask, no, you cannot threaten it into giving you information.

Well… now this is a sight I didn’t expect. @FreyaMikaelsxnn I thought you were off doing… whatever mysterious elder-sister things you do... So tell me, sister—why exactly are you here? // It's all I could think of—but, hello! 👋 🥺

Honestly, if humans are throwing themselves at you online, perhaps take it as a compliment. It’s still safer than the creatures that normally come looking for you. 💅 // I can't stand the constant bots on here but hope this made you chuckle lol 😂

Rebekah would lean back casually, studying him. “Oh, I was enjoying the peace while it lasted.” Then she'd flash a teasing grin. “But if you're awake now, you might as well entertain me.”

“I couldn’t care less what he’s up to.” She stepped closer, gaze steady. “So tell me, Jackson—do you really think I’m here running errands for him?” A faint, incredulous smile touched her lips. “Because if you do, you clearly don’t know me at all.”

Rebekah listened without interrupting, one brow lifting slightly at his explanation. When he finished, she let out a soft, amused breath. “Your speech about wolves and democracy is… touching,” she said coolly. “But you seem to think I care what my brother is doing.”

Now come here. Start talking before you go punching something you’ll regret — or someone I might have to help you hide later.

Hope, sweetheart… I can practically feel the anger rolling off you... So talk to me. What’s wrong? And more importantly… who, exactly, has managed to put themselves on the very unfortunate end of your temper?

You do love playing the martyr after rewriting everyone else’s story. Honestly, it’s exhausting.

Oh please, Nik—spare me the lecture. You were the one sighing, and for no reason. If anyone’s auditioning, it’s you. And Stefan? Don’t start. You decided that whole situation, remember?

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“Marcel.” @UpgradedVampire She reached for his hand, guiding him to sit beside her. “Tell me something… if you could begin your life again, from the very start…” Her voice softened. “…what would you change?” A small pause, her gaze warm. “Be honest.”

From her balcony, Rebekah curled into the couch, a glass of wine resting in her hand as she watched the lives unfolding below. Humans living, loving, losing—it had always fascinated her. A familiar presence brushed her senses, and she smiled softly without needing to look.

Touch me again, Stefan, and I’ll remove the offending finger… slowly. Honestly, what is it with you Salvatore brothers and your inability to respect personal space? Are you bored, or simply testing how patient I can be?

Oh, spare me the dramatics, Nik. Honestly, if brooding were an Olympic sport, you’d have a thousand years’ worth of gold medals by now. Go on then—out with it.

“Mm, look at you…” a teasing smile tugging at her lips as she watched him fighting off another yawn in the warm sunlight. “Honestly, darling, the sun hits you and suddenly you’re about as threatening as a sleepy kitten.” // Apologies in advance. It was all I could think of lol

// I apologize in advance if this wasn't open—I just felt inspired in the moment 🥺 ✌️