“I won't suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted surrender to nothing, I'll give up what I started and stop this, from end to beginning..."

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Many relationship and main character stories will come to a conclusion in the episode:

  • The Elena, Stefan and Damon love triangle;
  • Klaus and Caroline’s story;
  • Matt and Rebekah’s story;
  • Tyler’s story.

This is the third season finale to feature KatherineMattTylerand Klaus.

Wait… what… conclusion to Tyler’s story? Will feature Tyler? AM I MISSING SOMETHING? WHAT CHU TALKING ABOUT WIKI? (x) Because all I know is that we know his fate, no one said conclusion to his story.

     ”Another few weeks till graduation, and another day that I won’t be there.” The hybrid muttered as he looked on to the distance, running his fingers against the back of his neck as his gaze peeled forward to study the sign leading into town - sighing slowly at the sight. “Maybe it’s for the best.”

Am I the only one that noticed the license plate or

lolololol spoiler saying tyler’s to die, he’s not even in the finale - he was done filming this season like two months ago. -eye roll at tags;

ORIGINALS WAS PICKED UP.

TYLER CAN COME HOME.

SUCK ON THAT.

Anonymous asked:
Come home.

He must’ve read the same text message about a thousand times, each coming from two different numbers - one being from Donovan who though that it was okay for him to come back while the other was from Caroline who just wanted him home. But what was home to him anymore? Was this place even home anymore? It wasn’t like he could just go home and everything magically be okay, it wasn’t like Klaus would be gone and he would forever be free back in Mystic where people thought he belonged when in reality… he didn’t belong there not when everything had been taken away from him when it came to his pack, his mother and even his girlfriend so to speak. And now here he was reading the text again, chewing on his lower lip before he put it away. He did go home, last night to see her… to tell her that he still loved her but he couldn’t say it nor could she it seemed and it hurt - because he knew that there was some part between them that was different now, some part that was meant to break now that they were no longer together and it just hurt and now the meaning of coming home… was it even home for him anymore? He had no pack, no mother… family, and possibly no girlfriend; so what home did he actually have? Sighing as he continued west towards god knows where, he searched for that home… that actual home where he would belong with no danger whatsoever in hopes that maybe within time she’d come with him like she told him she would just last year but, hoping didn’t get him very far. He was a Lockwood after all, the true curse was being alone and having all that hope not exist. And he was alone.

Anonymous asked:
Are you ever going to come back?

A smirk formed on his face but was only turned into a frown as he removed his coat from his build completely, bringing it up over his shoulder and holding it up there with two fingers tucked under the collar. “Maybe.” He mused, chewing on the inside of his lip thinking about what it would be like to be allowed to stay, to be allowed to live at least the rest of his high school days here but, he couldn’t… not when Klaus was here and not when Silas was out running around either; it just wasn’t safe anymore and returning would mean his potential death but, that didn’t mean that he wouldn’t want to come back, it was home after all… it was where his life was or at least his past life before everything went to shit. “Maybe not.” He spoke again, walking away from the town that he once called home. “But, I guess we’ll just have to see about that, won’t we?”

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“Well that… that was worth it.” The hybrid muttered to himself as he messed with the tie, undoing it from the seams and unbuttoning the top two buttons of his white button down, sighing briefly from the finale thought that entered his mind. “Fucking Klaus.”

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Anonymous asked:
DID YOU TELL TREVINO YOU ROLEPLAY TYLER LOLOL

Omg, no. Haha. But I should tell the Trevino meeting story right? Although I won’t have the photo for a few weeks cause I had to leave before they were printed, blegh. But I will post it once I get it :3

ANYWAYS, okay so… first off when I walked up to him I got a little frazzled and was all “I’m the most nervous to meet you because you’re my favorite and I’m team Tyler.” And guys his face, ugh… seriously if you ever get the chance to meet him and you’re truely team Tyler tell him that, that smile just… it made my night, and I’m sure that it made his night as well even more so when he was all like “Thank so much for telling me.” So when it was over, there was this rule about no hugging and I’m like “I can’t hug you.” And he was all “Next time, and I love you.” I’m like dying by then, so I literally couldn’t  say anything and gave her a little heart with my hand and that was it. -dies;

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Anonymous asked:
You were always a burden, why do you think your dad treated you like he did? He never wanted you. He probably wished for a daughter he could call his little princess.

Tyler sat there in silence as each word slammed into him at once, each cutting into him to reveal a new emotion - 

Pain. Hate.Despair. Numbness. Rage. 

All emotions were present now as he stood from the ground, fist clenching as he started off towards his fathers photo in the corner of the room picking it up and flinging it against the wall causing the dry wall to crack. That one move set off a fury and before he could stop himself he began to pick up everything in the room and fling it at the wall, tossing everything carelessly around as if they didn’t matter to him because in all honesty… they didn’t. Nothing mattered to him, nothing would ever matter to him as far as he was concerned not after believing each and every word that came from their lips.

I hate you.” 

He spat, breaking the desk with one final punch downwards before falling down in the middle of the room - tears spilling from the corner of his eyes.

I hate you.”

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