❝︎︎ the witch, the hybrid, and the vampire. what is this, narnia? ❞︎︎
────── 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃,
her soulmates are brothers,
and the very two she's
supposed to hate.
【︎︎ niklaus mikaelson x fem!oc 】︎︎
【︎︎ elijah mikaelson x fem!oc 】︎︎
【︎︎ soulmate bo...
TRIGGER WARNING: panic attack, references to torture/abuse, kidnapping.
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"you daggered my elijah and you suck for hurting jenna"
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"My name is Eden Sommers," Eden rocked back and forth on against the wall, repeating the words endlessly. She didn't want to forget if she triggered herself. Draco said she had to be careful. Elijah was helping her be careful. And then he died.
Everything hurt.
"I live in Mystic Falls. My name is Eden Sommers, I live in Mystic Falls. My name is Eden Sommers, I live in —"
A green light flashed in front of her, and she winced, whimpering to herself.
It was dark in here, there was only a fraction of light from the ceiling bulb in the hallway, streaming into the room through the small window of the door.
"My name is Eden Sommers," she repeated. "I live in Mystic Falls."
Cringing into herself, another whimper left when she heard the laugh.
"Not real," Eden squeezed her eyes shut. "Not real, not real," she whispered. "My name is-my name is Eden-Eden Sommers. I live in Mystic Falls."
"Do you, pet?"
Eden pressed her fists against her eyelids. "Not real. You're not real. You're not real."
"Or is this all a trick, my pretty?"
"My name is Eden Sommers." That was true. "I live in Mystic Falls."
"Do you?"
"Of course I do," Eden managed. "I live in Mystic Falls. I live in-in my own-my own flat."
"Or did I make you think you did?"
"I live in Mystic Falls."
"But if you live there, why are you still in the cellar, pet?"
Eden shook her head, whimpering again. "Not real. Not real."
"Open your eyes, pretty mudblood, let's see who's right."
"I live in Mystic Falls."
"Open them, Eden."
"I live in Mystic Falls."
"Eden, open your eyes."
Eden paused. When had Dolohov used her name? Trembling, she shook her head. Another ploy.
"Dammit, witch," hands were on her wrists and Eden sobbed to herself. He was going to hurt her again. Of course it had all been fake, none of this was real, it was only ever Dolohov. "Eden, it's Katherine. Open your eyes."
