#c: hope mikaelson

[hunterled]

"You are always at the scene of trouble, aren't you?" He exhaled, eyes rolling in response to her position by the body. He knew that the full moon would cause fatalities, however, he had every intention of remaining clear of any further drama. However, drama appeared to have a funny way of following him around, ensuring that he missed nothing of what this town had to offer. @triblud

[witchyfayex-a]

ft. @triblud

the door to faye's flat was pushed open, and the brunette dragged inside. shutting the door behind them, the raven haired witch then rounded on the other woman, pressing her to the door and immediately latching her lips onto hope's neck, peppering delicate kisses against her skin. "this is just.. a one time thing.. right.." faye hummed as her lips moved across hope's collar bones, teeth lightly nipping her flesh.

[witchymary]

From leaving the party, to making her way home -- it had become a blur. She had been consumed by the cold weather, she chattering of her teeth as she clung to wet clothing, to feeling almost faint. None of the information she had appeared to fit together. That was until she woke up -- eyes searching the room for a sign of others, or answers to her question. Where was she? Eyes squint to capture the gaze of another, puzzled expression meeting there.

"Where am I?" @triblud

[dvlishkol]

sender catches receiver in a lie ft. @triblud

eyes flick toward his niece, and he quickly swipes the back of his hand over his mouth, clearing away the crimson that trickled down his chin. "oh, they're not dead, just sleeping." kol points at his, very obviously deceased, victim. "listen can't you hear them?" he mimics a snore. but, he's unable to keep his all too familiar shit eating grin off his face.

[geminibled]

" you seem , i don't know, familiar?" a puzzled expression crossed liv's lips , arms folding across her chest. unbeknownst to her, stood a rather powerful witch. liv had a good sense for these things, being able to tell when her kind was around. the threats of the merge had meant she had done her research, her powers strengthened by the day. @triblud

[dvlishkol]

a dramatic gasp as a hand fell flat over his chest, and kol peered up at the girl, wondering where she may have seen his work before. a beat passes, then the body is set alight. "and what of the ashes? do you bring a cute little dust pan and brush with you to all your murder scenes?" kol tipped his head to the side, a smirk settling on plump lips.

❝ compared to your bloody messes , I think mr. clean would be happy to know i didn't get blood all over . ❞ Hope looked at her uncle as she set the body on fire . cleaning up her work .

[traegics]

Closed Starter - @strawberryxmagic (Hope)

It was still crazy how quickly a year had passed since she had returned, still feeling like it had been just yesterday that she was seeing her daughter again for the first time. She was so proud of the woman her little girl had grown into, how incredibly strong and how much she loved, that much was evident in the smile that tugged at her lips any time Hope came into view. Stopping beside her daughter, a faint laugh eased from her lips at their matching outfits. "I see you got your mother's style," Hayley muses. "A blessing if you ask me, imagine you got your father's taste in style."

[demartcl]

☠ = pushing them against a wall + @tribrvd

Frankly, this was hardly an unexpected reaction to his presence. In some situations Tristan found the rough handling against the wall to be attractive, but Hope Mikaelson was far too young for his taste and far too much Mikaelson. He had a hand in kidnapping her mother, though that probably wasn’t giving himself enough credit. It wasn’t a hand, it was a whole proper abduction that he planned out meticulously. One of his finer plans that went according, though Hope was the last person he should be bragging to. Instead he relief on the far more vocal points he had come to bare, the ones that would plant him as an ally rather then a foe. ( He wasn’t quite either, if Tristan were honest. If their goals aligned things worked but he doubted they ever truly would while the sirelines worked about. He would always hate the Mikaelsons for all they did to him, Lucien and Aurora but he long resigned not getting revenge. All he craved was true freedom now, and he hoped it wouldn’t be too costly. He knew it would. ) “I’m here to help you darling,” He told her, despite his current occupation of being stuffed into the wall. "You do want to save your mother, don’t you?” 

[geminiolivia]

From what she could recall, Tyler had left town. The bags that once scattered her bedroom had been packed and gone, no trace of the man whom promised he loved her. Liv was left feeling somewhat vulnerable, in a new town, and no explanation as to why he would leave. She was tracing her mind, taking the time to consider what could cause such a wrath between them. Had she done something wrong? She did her best not to ponder too far, spending nights worrying for him -- but also concerned for what she had lost.

She had taken herself to the town square, coffee in hand as she bundled up in winter clothes. The weather was bleak, as was her mood. She noted a figure, one of which she had pondered may be responsible for Tyler's disappearance. Without a thought, she ventured towards him, moving to stand in front of him with crossed arms. "Let me guess, you're here to cause overwhelming pain and damage, as you always do - where is Tyler?" She was wasting no time in finding out what his cause was, or what he planned to do to the undeserving and naïve residents of Beacon Hills. @nikmikaelscn

[ewnotstiles-a]

stiles laughed lightly then shrugged his shoulders. "the things i've seen over the years.. honestly.. the dead waking would not surprise me." he exhaled, taking another sip of the liquid, grimacing once again.

❝ ⸻ Oh , no . I just thought it was funny . ❞ Hope wasn't sure what this human knew after all . ❝ Or maybe you will find out soon . really depends on what you know . ❞

[problematicbastards]

continued from @multistoty

The fact that Landon seemed nervous made a small smirk come to Kol's face, he was very much aware that the boy was believed to be impossible to kill. That meant that he was more than likely nervous about making a good impression, which he could respect to an extent. “Oh she could, she's likely to leave you alive though.”

He leaned forward in the chair he was in, his elbows resting on his knees. He gave him a smile that was somewhere between amused and threatening. “But as long as you don't do anything stupid we won't have to put whether she'd stop me to the test.” Not that it would take much for Hope to stop him, she knew well enough that all it would take was either a call to Davina or that look she gave him when he was upset that snuffed out his annoyance or anger.

[hunterled]

" and what would your dad think if he knew you were out this late? " not that he entirely cared what klaus may feel or think, he knew that he would succumb to wrath if he was known to be in on it. with folded arms and a heaved sigh, jeremy blocked her way, a smirk raising to his lips. @triblud

[uncleasad]

For some reason, this song makes me think of Hayley Marshall.

[song.link]

[traegics]

“Hey, I still stand by that having been a great idea,” Skyla states, hands rising in playful defense between them before allowing a soft laugh to leave her lips. “That it would be, for sure. What do you think of all that anyways? It’s gotta be nice for you, having your parents back and all that?”

"I don't know about always - remember that time you talked me into trying to make wine out of grape juice? That wasn't a good idea, at all." She nodded, sympathetically. "It'd have to be the first wedding ever to have people from the past and future at it, wouldn't it?"

[traegics]

Closed Starter - @hybridnik @tribridoutoftime

She couldn't remember the moments prior, only that she was surrounded by many supernatural creatures, amongst them the one creature she hunted in an abundance and amongst those two of the most powerful of those beings. A hybrid and a tribrid. There wasn't even a moments hesitation as her frame moved quickly through the growing chaos, sprinting up the stairs to the balcony where the pair were talking before pulling her daggers from where they were strapped to her thighs and slamming them towards the two, aiming right in between them and piercing themselves into the wall. A smirk tugged across her lips as she fell into a fighting stance, gaze locked on the hybrid and tribrid. "You two should did make my job a hell of a lot easier," Damian states. "It'll be so much easier to kill you both now than have to hunt one of you down."

[indurable]

♣ = discovering them crying + @tribrvd

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK, that was Hope Mikaelson. She had been the person in charge since JD was toddling. She was their mayor, even as he surpassed her in height and physical age, she remained an imposing figure to their whole community. He had only seen her being brave, being strong, calling people out on their bullshit and taking charge to get shit done. He respected that, it also made him scared of her, but respect and fear were a solid foundation of friendship. JD sure as hell had never seen her crying. “... hey.” He spoke softly, wondering if he should have even said anything at all or let her be. “You wanna get drunk or somethin?” He was shit at this.