#( ch: camille o'connell )

[taintedbloodlines]

*wants to drink this but might have to hit you with it instead*

"Who's there?"

#( ch: camille o'connell ) #open

[dissoluterp]

SEPTEMBER 7. ship: MARCILLE.

Marcel Gerard + Camille O'Connell.

El comienzo de esta historia: ×

× made by @ladybossrp

× rpg @cronicasvampiricas-rpg

#marcille #ch: camille #marcel gerard #camille o'connell #made by lady boss #my birthday 31 #regalo de mi marida rolera

[dreadfamed]

TAG DROP.

⤷  file  /  from the writer's desk.

⤷  file  /  memes & sentence starters.

⤷  file  /  self promo.

⤷  file  /  promo.

⤷  file  /  wishlist.

⤷  file  /  saved.

⤷  ch. / visage  |  an untempered storm rages in those veins.

⤷  ch. / study  |  a would-be king crowned in broken lies.

⤷  ch. / characterization  |  soul stained with sin and scorched in flame.

⤷  rel.  / iputaspxllonyou | I'll use you as a focal point.

⤷  rel.  / iputaspxllonyou | I know no other way than this: where I do not exist nor you.

⤷  rel.  / rebekah | if to love is a weakness then for you I will bow my neck to the blade.

⤷  rel.  / elijah | who is more monstrous: one who bares his teeth or one who masks himself in civility?

⤷  rel.  / anisiia | в тихом омуте черти водятся.

⤷  rel.  / camille o'connell | and I would wish for nothing more.

#⤷ file / from the writer's desk. #⤷ file / memes & sentence starters. #⤷ file / self promo. #⤷ file / promo. #⤷ file / wishlist. #⤷ file / saved. #⤷ ch. / visage | an untempered storm rages in those veins. #⤷ ch. / study | a would-be king crowned in broken lies. #⤷ ch. / characterization | soul stained with sin and scorched in flame. #⤷ rel. / iputaspxllonyou | I'll use you as a focal point. #⤷ rel. / iputaspxllonyou | I know no other way than this: where I do not exist nor you. #chelle I can't believe you get two tags #⤷ rel. / rebekah | if to love is a weakness then for you I will bow my neck to the blade. #⤷ rel. / elijah | who is more monstrous: one who bares his teeth or one who masks himself in civility? #⤷ rel. / anisiia | в тихом омуте черти водятся. #⤷ rel. / camille o'connell | and I would wish for nothing more. #yes I'm ignoring all canon except backstory #yes she gets a tag anyways #tag drop

[andreal831]

Camille O'Connell and Aurora de Martel

Unpopular opinion but I didn't hate that the show had Cami turn into a vampire. I thought she needed more time to explore that side of her and wasn't given enough. What I did hate was that her entire death/transition was centered around Klaus. I also hated the fact that Aurora's entire personality in TO was to be a jealous, crazy ex-girlfriend.

*Spoilers for Ch 19 of The Great War*

Which is why I changed how Aurora k*lled Cami in TGW. Instead of her death being because of her love for Klaus or Aurora's jealousy, it was based more on the fact that Aurora has seen exactly what being caught up in the Mikaelson family can do to a person. Although there may be some hidden motivations that haven't been revealed yet. Both Cami and Aurora had such tragic stories and the show continued to reduce them down to their storylines with Klaus.

It was important to me that they both have storylines in TGW that show their own agency and their own importance outside of their importance to Klaus.

#tvdu #tvd fic #tvd fanfiction #tvd #cami o'connell #aurora de martel #klaus mikaelson #klamille #klurora #the originals #the vampire diaries #camille oconnell #the great war #long live the mikaelsons

[marthaskane]

the originals appreciation event: wardrobe and hair appreciation → camille o’connell   

#ogappreciation18 #toedit #camille o'connell #cami o'connell #original groupies #mine #mine: gifs #mine: to #ch: camille o'connell #tv: the originals #og18wh

[founderscouncil]

@packsurvivs​ asked for 22) receiver’s muse is the first person sender’s muse turns to and hugs after something traumatic happens 

               He still isn’t used to soft touches, even after a thousand years. Mikael’s abuse is seared into his brain, so when his arms are filled with the fragility of a human, not just any human but her, Klaus freezes. He doesn’t dare breathe lest he accidentally hurts her. Resilient as she is, his Camille, he is still very aware of her mortality. The pain he has caused her never ceases tormenting him, even if she has the grace to look past his many flaws. Even when she sees him at his worst, she remains by his side. She turns to him, as evidenced by their current position. Klaus finally lets out a breath and brings his hands down to carefully rest on her hips, hugging her back gently. “I’m here, Camille.”

#[ ic. klaus mikaelson. ] #[ ch: klaus mikaelson. ] #[ camille o'connell / packsurvivs. ] #packsurvivs

[queenofthedramedies]

Haylijah Halloween Series: Ch. 12 (Unedited)

Hello, my lovely readers. It's that time of the year, again, which means it's Haylijah Halloween time. In this one-shot Hayley has not met Elijah and works for the Salvatore School. They are about to have to work together to fight the newest monster. On with the show…

Ch. 12: It's Your Pet... Isn't It?

October 2011:

Driving down a darkened street in New Orleans, all Hayley Marshall could think about was how close she was to answers concerning her, and her family. Everyone came from somewhere, and, according to Klaus Mikaelson, the Crescent pack came from this place. It felt like a good stone to turn over and see what turned up. A tiny part of felt regret for the friends she'd lost on her journey, but if she had it all to do again, she would in heartbeat. Finding her family meant too much. It would leave her whole; she felt sure of it.

Her thoughts became a twisted mass as a sudden, excruciating pain entered her head. Her vision became clouded. Hands going to her throwing head the steering wheel took a severe turn to the left and the car sailed into a tree.

Gaping, Hayley found her head had connected with the steering wheel. Had grasping for the door handle, she gripped it and pushed outward. Half-falling out of the driver's side, Hayley stumbled to her feet. She blinked at the sight of people coming toward her. Witches. They were chanting and Hayley let out warning snarl as her body attempted to collapse beneath her. She had to run. But she couldn't. She had to fight. But she wanted to sleep. So bad...

The chanting end, abruptly, and the sounds of rending flesh and screams of fear and panic filled the air. There were other noises, too, someone shouting, commanding the others to "Keep going! We can't lose her!"

Hayley saw a flash of fur and fang. Another wolf had come to her rescue. "Thank you," she whispered, hoping her mystery savior heard her.

Taking off for the street, Hayley hoped to draw some of the witches her way. She might be injured, but she could fight a couple off. She didn't want them to attack the wolf who came to save her. They might be part of The Crescent pack.

A beam of headlights came down the lonely road and Hayley darted in front of front them. The sound of screeching tires filled the air as the driver halted. The driver's side door popped open and a blond woman appeared in the light. "Hey! Do you need help?"

"Yes!" Hayley shouted as more screams reached them. Four witches came pug of the woods. They saw Hayley and began to chant. Then the wolf appeared, grabbing one of the witches by an ankle and dragged them away. "We need to go!" Hayley called to the shocked blonde.

The other woman acted quickly. She leapt back, behind the wheel, jerking her door closed and leaned over to pop the lock for Hayley. Hayley jumped in and the blond slammed her foot on the accelerator. "Buckle up!" The blond shouted before twisting the wheel. She aimed for the remaining witches on the roadside, before spinning the wheel at the last second as the witches dove into the ditch behind them. She let out a surprised laugh. "That worked out."

"It did. Thanks, Camille."

Camille looked at her name tag and rolled her eyes. "You can call me Cami..."

"Hayley." Hayley felt relieved but not enough to give her full name to a stranger.

"Well, Hayley, if you don't mind unsolicited advice, you might want to consider heading out town until whoever those people decide to stop looking for you." Cami's green eyes moved to Hayley.

Hayley shook her head. "I have to stay in town. I'm here to find my family."

"Oh?" Cami looked thoughtful. Then she smiled. "Well, you're in luck, because I happened to know the guy you has all the information. My uncle is the local priest. Kieran O'Connell. He runs St. Anne's. They've kept the locals records for all the births and deaths, for at least a century, probably more."

"Yeah?" Hayley nodded. That could be useful.

"Let me take out-of-town. I'll leave you my number and talk to my uncle. And you can decide what to do from there." Cami looked to Hayley.

Hayley thought about. She did not relish another run-in with the welcome wagon of witches. "Okay."

That is how Hayley found herself in Baton Rouge. Within a week, Cami followed through on her promise to help Hayley with any information the good Father could deliver. Hayley also found out she was pregnant, with Klaus Mikaelson's child. And the last puzzle piece slid into place. Those witches did want Hayley. They wanted this baby. She would be damned if they would get it...

Mystic Falls, October 2028:

"Bah! I'm a vampire!" Milton Greasely cried, popping out of a closet to the right side of the hallway and flapped a long, black cape while flashing plastic gangs at an amused Hayley. MG was one of The Salvatore Boarding School's resident vampires and Hayley did not miss the irony behind the costume, mainly because MG was as far from Dracula as she was from a pug on a full moon.

But Hayley decided to play along. "Very scary, MG."

"You like it, Ms. Marshall." Hayley did not get to spend a lot of time on campus, to talk with the students, and to spend with her daughter. She worked as a recruiter, most of the year, taking assignments from Caroline Forbes and LaRue Saltzman, to help pay for Hope's tuition. She knew that Klaus had sent Caroline a generous check, not long after Hope began attending the school, but Hayley liked to pretend that it had nothing to do with Hope. They had this far without the Mikaelsons playing an active role in Hope's life: Why start now?

MG broke into Hayley's thoughts. "It's for Lizzie's annual Halloween par-"

"Ahem." A loud cough came from behind MG and Hayley's brows rose at the sight of Alaric.

Whirling around, MG waved his cape. "Bah! I'm a-Oh! Hey, Dr. S."

Alaric folded his arms over his chest. This would not end in happiness. "I distinctly remember saying: There will be no parties, after what happened last year!"

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Thank you for reading, liking, reblogging and following. 😊🎃

Happy Halloween Month!

Be safe,

-J

#hayley marshall #elijah mikaelson #haylijah #hope mikaelson #landon kirby #handon #lizzie saltzman #josie saltzman #MG #kaleb hawkins #jed #penelope park #alaric saltzman #to fanfiction #legacies crossover

[taintedbloodlines]

( open to anyone )

" ---- 'm not drunk. Okay, maybe a little but in my defense, my life is a trainwreck so I am entitled to this."

#( open ) #( ch: camille o'connell )

[taintedbloodlines]

( anyone want a little resurrected Cami O'Connell? )

There was a searing pain in her head and she pressed a hand to her eye as she stumbled forward. Everything was familiar, but not. Like it had all shifted slightly while she slept (little did she know just how long that sleep was; how permanent it was supposed to be). She turned the corner and found herself on Bourbon Street. The sound of those out enjoying themselves was too much and she turned, stumbling back into the darkened alley she came from.

(but how did she get there in the first place?)

She took a deep breath, leaning against the wall. "Someone help me..." A plea meant for no one in particular, just someone to ground her in her current state.

#indie tvd rp #to indie rp #tvd indie rp #open tvd rp #open indie rp #( ch: camille o'connell )

[taintedbloodlines]

( @pain-is-temporary liked for a starter from Cami O'Connell )

"This..." She looked down at her hands, still sticky with blood. Her eyes than met Klaus' once more. "This isn't my blood..." She felt fear bubble up in her throat. "Oh God, what happened?"

#painistemporary #( ch: camille o'connell )

[taintedbloodlines]

( open starter )

"I've had a day --- so if you're hoping for someone to listen to your woes, you're going to have to listen to mine in return."

#( ch: camille o'connell ) #open tvd rp #indie tvd rp #( open )

[taintedbloodlines]

It was quiet for the French Quarter. Given the past few days she couldn't help but wonder if that meant there was trouble (great, she was beginning to slip into a fatalist point of view).

Taking a deep breath, Cami turned her attention collecting the abandoned glasses that littered the bar. She had gotten half way through her task when a sound caught her attention. Looking up she expected someone but instead found herself staring into empty space. Her heartrate immediately doubled.

"Who's there?"

#indie tvd rp #to indie rp #the originals rp #the vampire diaires rp #indie rp #( ch: camille o'connell ) #open #open to all

[taintedbloodlines]

( @lycanslain liked for a starter from Cami O'Connell )

"He made me write his memoirs once --- when I was first getting to know your brother. I was compelled, of course because no one wants to type a thousand years worth of stories on an old typewriter." She gave a soft smile. "Point is, he told me the story of you --- and what happened. It greatly affected him, even if he would claim otherwise."

#lycanslain #( ch: camille o'connell )

[taintedbloodlines]

" thank you for the sandwiches!"

"You are very welcome. You looked hungry and frankly, I can't eat them all by myself."

#( ch: camille o'connell ) #luposcainus

[taintedbloodlines]

( @cfgodsandmonsters liked for a starter from Camille O'Connell )

Cami looked up when the doors to Rousseau's opened. The face was unfamiliar to her in many ways but there was something that he had in common with others who passed through. "Bad day?" she began, already pouring a beer and placing it in front of her. "You look like you need this."

#cfgcdsandmcnsters #cfgcdsandmcnsters: doc #( ch: camille o'connell ) #( the monster in queue )

[taintedbloodlines]

( @traumapyre liked for a starter from Camille O'Connell )

She was nearly late to her shift at Rousseau's and she had vampires to blame for it. By the time she came through the back door and threw her purse haphazardly, she was doing her best to push it out of her mind and instead focus on the here and now.

She was attaching on her nametag when she spotted a new face. There had been mentioning of hiring on more staff. She was actually thankful to that. Moving forward, she gave her a smile. "Hi, I'm Cami. I'm on shift tonight with you."

#traumapyre #( ch: camille o'connell ) #( the monster in queue )