#feat. davina.

[lardogan]

"Cuanto antes terminemos, mejor. Este lugar me da mala espina." @davinyu

"A menos que..." Hace una pausa, brazo apoyando en el extremo de la escoba mientras repasaba si proseguir o no. Tras inclinarse hacia Davina, más o menos cubriéndose los labios con el dorso de los dedos, baja la voz con discreción. "¿Y si nos vamos? Los demás pueden terminar por nosotras, no es como si vayan a notar nuestra ausencia." ¿Su plan tenía fallos? No lo creía. Simplemente el estómago le rugía y los brazos le pesaban de barrer y barrer y barrer. "Si alguien pregunta, tuvimos una emergencia."

[lardogan]

Siente el impulso de adelantarse para preguntar el porqué de Liora, si es que existe la precedencia de un huracán bautizado como tal o si el gusto radica en el nombre, sin embargo, se ve acallada por un murmullo que no llega a ser capaz de dilucidar. Aunque su mirada ha volado hasta los labios de la chica, es demasiado tarde y la duda queda colgando en el aire mientras frunce una sonrisa discreta. Bien, siempre podría indagar en otro momento— "Probablemente sí, a veces visito la Iglesia, aunque de pequeña era mucho más recurrente. Me traía una especie de..." Inhala profundo, buscando las palabras correctas. "¿Comfort? ¿Será el silencio?" Comenta con cierta timidez. En aquel entonces ni siquiera necesitaba entender lo que decía quien llevaba la misa, todo lo que buscaba era el cobijo de alguna paz (y que nadie reparara en su presencia). "Ah, bueno. La adivinación..." Dobla su cuerpo para apoyar los codos en la barra. "Me da un poco de miedo, si te soy honesta," allí inclina la cabeza, simulando esconder su rostro entre sus palmas. "Hay cosas que no me gustaría escuchar que pasarán. ¡Se sienten como si me spoilearan el final de la película!" Al levantar la cabeza está sonriendo aún más amplio, jocosa. Al recibir su café, irgue la postura y humedece su paladar pero sin moverse del lugar, esperándola a ella para moverse a una de las mesas cercanas. "Pero no sé qué hace específicamente la menor de los Ryu. ¿Los rumores son ciertos? Deberías contarme... Ya sabes, mientras llega Leo."

'para haberte negado a mi lectura, resultaste ser bastante curiosa' acusa, mas la pequeña sonrisa que se dibuja en sus labios deja en evidencia que la interrogante le entretiene. no le cuesta encontrar un nombre, incluso podría confesar que hay dos opciones que resuenan en su mente 'mh, serías el huracán liora' porque a pesar de su energía caótica, tenía un brillo bastante particular, por no decir especial. 'el significado me lo guardaré para mi, por ahora' murmuró, posiblemente se reencontraría con ella en más ocasiones y podría verificar si su primer presentimiento fue el más acertado. 'bueno, lara creo que es un nombre más bonito y ahora que lo mencionas puede que quizás si, pero nunca había tenido la oportunidad de conocerte. quizás sea hora de animarme y permitir que alguien corte mis puntas' tarea que había hecho ella o su madre año a año, mas últimamente comenzaba a dificultarse mucho más de lo que quería admitir.

'soy la menor de los ryu, davina' confirma, llevándose un par de hebras azabache tras su oreja y acomodando su cuerpo en la cercanía de la barra. no se distrajo del todo de su primer intención, simplemente optó por confiar en que leo podría arreglarse solo bajo la lluvia. como lo había hecho tantos años en la distancia '¿nos hemos visto antes?' curiosa por supuesto, la observa intentando buscar familiaridad al sentirse descubierta en su identidad. 'creo que el grandulón tendrá que pedirse algo después' y llamó para pedir así un café con especias 'entonces, supongo que no eres una forastera y que no eres muy fan del arte de la adivinación' concluyó en lo que esperaba su bebida.

[devilsmenu]

@tragcdysewn - Ally & Davina

Ally was sitting at the inside of her favorite coffee shop when she heard a scream. She blinked and look at the other. "Did you also heard this?".

[thegeorgiatennantblog]

Georgia's Unhinged Insta Stories (feat. Her Queen Consort Davina)

Part 4/?

[el121a]

Being Elijah's Wife would include

Your flirtatious and magnetic confidence lingered in the memories of those you met, making you a topic of conversation long after the event had ended.

1 word to describe you would be genuine.

Elijah would never tell you, but even though it was too dangerous for a human to accompany him, he believed you made him look better and enjoyed having you around.

You are Elijah's pride.

Being Marcel's friend, you navigated the supernatural world with grace and charm.

Even when you're mad at Elijah, you can't help but believe in him. "Elijah has re-constructed diplomacy to bitchy insults and it still works, so… Yeah, I think he’s got this."

You may have not been a vampire, but you knew how to take care of one.

You were warm and approachable but commanding, a perfect balance that captivated those around you.

You and Elijah would work out together, finding entertainment in witnessing what a vampire could do.

Being the closest to Kol and Davina, you bridged the gap between the Mikaelsons and their extended family.

Being a mother figure to Kol, and of course Davina now that they're married.

You're just as much of a fashionista as he is, You wore only the finest. Picky is an understatement . No zippers,glitter, or anything that looked cheap to you.

Elijah was possessive of you since you were his greatest treasure.

Having children with Elijah after a thousand years of not being able to reproduce was a blessing and a testament to your unique bond.

You didn't care to insult anyone like your husband did, but your sharp wit was a force to be reckoned with.

Elijah is a sex god in your eyes- or anyone's of reason, and you're not shy about expressing it to his praise kink.

Elijah is busy, but you take on some of his responsibilities willingly, understanding the weight of his duties.

At first, he was afraid to ask for sex, but that notion quickly faded as he realized your desires matched his.

Elijah always buys you flowers on your monthly dates, a tradition that never fails to make you feel cherished.

He married the most gorgeous person in the world — you! And he tells you it's his biggest feat, a sentiment that never fails to bring a smile to your face.

You and Elijah share great laughs, finding joy in the simplicity of each other's company.

You teased him for losing his Viking demeanor to a suit during sex, and he's gotten less snobby trying to prove himself to you. Everyone has noticed, but no one will ever know why.

You both walk around the quarter at night, immersing yourselves in the timeless charm of New Orleans.

He's comfortable being a vampire around you.

You both read and write together, creating a world where words are your shared language.

After your showers, he braids your hair into Viking braids for the night or the rest of the day, a small intimate ritual.

And you braid his, a gesture that signifies the intertwining of your lives.

You guys cook together. Taking your time and talking about your day or upcoming day with him. The most relaxing part of your day as his Wife.

You knew him since you were a teen, so you feel like you know him in and out.

He's mostly submissive, except in bed. He tries to be, but he just can't keep his hands off you.

You didn't drink vervain because you felt that to be an insult to your husband, trusting him completely. You were an amazingly powerful sorcerer though.

Elijah fell inlove with you becasue of your love of Ideas, always having critiques, theories and your philosophical rants encouraging him to talk. How you listened to him like no other.

You created another type of magic for vampires in your studies of the supernatural because the human sacrifices weren't cutting it for you — pun intended.

When you first came back into his life, he was scared to love you because you were all he owned. Nothing Klaus had. By loving you, you taught him how to love himself. Congrats to you.

He has a secret breeding kink, One that you take advantage of. Along with his sir, Mr, and teaching kink. Nothing too wild, He's more of a romantic.

He grew a stubble for you when you told him you thought it made him look more like a DILF, embracing his role of a father.

Elijah doesn't want you on the tip of your toes to kiss him, so he lifts you effortlessly, creating a height equality you both relish.

He's your best friend, and he can say the same about you — a companionship that transcends time and immortality.

[joyyyfullll]

@disgustdavina

ABBOTT ELEMENTARY

Career Day Part 1 (3x01)

[cancerian-woman]

I wish we saw some bonding between Bonnie and Qetsiyah or something, like imagine meeting your ANCESTOR who started all of this shit (besides Dahlia, Inadu, and Esther, the whole doppelgänger thing existing is what I’m talking about). How would you have wanted Bonnie and Qetsiyah’s relationship to have been like? Like Qetsiyah is arguably the most naturally powerful witch on the show, more powerful than Dahlia and Esther (I’m sure there’s like 20 posts on reddit explaining their feats), I just wish her and Bonnie could’ve had more interaction ughhhhhh.

Like isn’t Qetsiyah Egyptian or Greek or something? Wouldn’t it have been cool to incorporate that into a storyline with Bonnie and her magic?

Isn’t it crazy that even outside potential romantic relationships, there’s still so much lacking in Bonnie’s writing in the show? Like besides the MFG, she has ZERO FRIENDS. Stefan isn’t really her friend, she wasn’t friends with Damon until the whole prison world shit, I think, Stefan and Caroline were friends with Klaus (Caroline being more of a fling than a friend, but whatever), I forgot who Elena was friends with, but my point is that Bonnie is actually more sidelined than I thought. Bonnie never even had enemies that were strictly HER enemies. Kai could count as one, but he was more focused on Alaric and the Parker family when he left the prison world, Elena was one of the vocal points of the show, so she had all that shit, Caroline had that whole thing with Tyler and Klaus and other storylines, where was BONNIE’S STORYLINE.

Like isn’t it crazy that Klaus and all these people talk about how powerful and epic the Bennetts are, so why isn’t Bonnie considered a threat? Like… it literally doesn’t make sense. Like you’re telling me that everyone knew Bonnie was crazy powerful and had a crazily powerful ancestral background, she’s a psychic, she can create dimensions, etc… but she’s somehow just the MFG helper… right.

It’s giving mammy in the form of the magical negro. A motherly figure who is always moral and takes care of everyone and is so strong and blah blah blah, I’m so sick of it.

And I don’t mind black witches being a thing in shows. As an African, it really intrigues me to see how shows tackle the topic of black people and witchcraft but WHY do us black folk have to be helpers to EVERYONE. EVEN IN SHOWS. GOSH. She doesn’t even get a proper ending in the show. “Bonnie travelled to Africa”…😐😐😐. Wow. Ok.

And I wish we saw more scenes of Bonnie just LEARNING. Like yeah, great. We have like one or two scenes of her playing with feathers, but imagine if she was in the originals and Vincent was mentoring her or some shit. Idk. Or if her and white Bonnie!Freya or white Bonnie!Davina were just chilling and practicing witchcraft together or whatever. We never really get to see Bonnie CHILL or just learn without having the goal of saving Elena or someone in the MFG. Do we ever see her relax? Nope. My brain just reminded me of Plec tweeting to Megan Thee Stallion that she sees black women as superheroes that will save us all and I’m even more mad now.

Sorry for the rant.

You summed up everything perfectly! I’ll answer the Qet part.

I would’ve liked to see Qetsiyah and Bonnie see each other as family. Have Qetsiyah uplift Bonnie rather than cause her pain by being the anchor. Qetsiyah was arrogant as hell. Why should Qetsiyah lessen who she is? Everything ties back to her as the oldest Bennett witch we meet.

Qetsiyah made Silas suffer for his manipulation and abuse of her magic. Bonnie’s in the same position Qetsiyah was in. A young Bennett witch being used by vampires for their own deeds. So why not have Qetsiyah remind Bonnie she’s not just any witch she’s a Bennett witch. She’s stronger than them, she doesn’t have to take their shit just because she loves them. Fight back.

TVDU has no value for their characters of color and doesn’t want the Bennett’s as a family. I do think it would’ve been nice if Bonnie’s magical education was handled better but Bonnie being a self taught witch through it all really makes her stand out more.

[braveclementine]

October 13: Somnophilia (Elijah Mikelson)💚

Warnings: 18+readersonly, Somnophilia, pet names, smut, blood mentions

Copyright: I do not own the Mikelson brothers or any other TVD/TO/Legacies characters. I also do not condone any copying of this.

✎

Elijah watched you as he slept, the book he'd been reading when you'd gone to sleep propped open in his lap, his page kept only by a singular finger between the pages. His thoughts however, were on your sleeping form. 

The two of you hadn't slept together in almost three weeks, a near impossible feat since you usually couldn't keep your hands off of each other. But a competition had ensued, not just between you and him, but all of the other couples in the Mikelson compound. Klaus had lost about two days in, and Rebecca at a week when Marcel decided he'd rather lose the competition. But Kol and Freya were both still in with Davina and Vincent respectively. And neither you nor Elijah liked to lose. 

But you were torturing him. Your body, naked and smooth under the expensive silk sheets. Your beautiful H/C hair was tossed around your head like a halo on the pillow. Your facial expression was soft, full of peace. You were tempting. 

Perhaps a little taste wouldn't hurt. 

Elijah vamped to the bedroom door silently, listening to the world outside of your bedroom. Both Klaus and Rebecca were already at it with their respective partners and Elijah quickly stopped listening to them. Kol and Davina weren't even in the compound, and Freya and Vincent sounded like they were asleep. 

He locked the door quietly, vamping back to the bed, watching you for movement. He smiled to himself as you stayed none the wiser to him, continuing to sleep peacefully. 

He gently pulled the sheet back, which caused you to roll over, searching the warmth back out. He took one of the fluffy blankets you liked, laying it across the top of your body, leaving your legs bare, your glistening cunt still exposed to him. You settled down, rubbing your cheek against the soft material, hugging the warmth. 

Elijah ran his fingers lightly across your folds, finding that you were somewhat wet already, though definitely not ready for anything he wanted to give you. He worked slowly and methodically, running his fingers up and down your slit, teasing your clit lightly with each one. 

He enjoyed watching your face more, seeing your brow furrow just a little, nose twitching as your body felt the pleasure, but your mind not awake to comprehend it in full. 

He pushed two fingers in all the way, feeling the way you contracted around him, more loosely than if you had been awake, juices starting to trickle down them as your body automatically reacted. 

As for you, you were deep in sleep, dreaming about Elijah in fact. It had started out innocently enough- on a picnic in fact, by the ocean. But it had changed drastically now, with you spread out on the picnic blanket, Elijahs' tongue deep within you as the main course. 

Elijah ran his tongue through your folds, tasting you as more juices leaked from you. You uttered a tiny moan in your sleep, hands clenching the fluffy blanket just a little tighter. Elijah smiled, before pulling away. 

You wished you could touch Elijah, his mouth pulling away from your pussy way to soon. You could've sworn you would've cum right then and there, wishing that he hadn't teased you. Or that this wasn't a dream and you could do this awake. But your subconscious continued to drift, watching as Elijah stood, framed against the setting sun, as he removed his shirt. 

In reality, Elijah had only removed his suit jacket, simply rolling the sleeves of his crisp white shirt up to his elbows, his fingers back inside of you, stroking your walls, feeling you shudder and pulse. You mumbled something incoherent in your sleep, your fingers drifting across your own chest to touch your soft nipples. 

In your dream, Elijah was teasing your nipples with his fingers and you swore you could really feel the pleasure. You were starting to become more conscious of the fact that this was just a dream, your sleep becoming lighter as you slowly began your wake up process. 

Elijah finally undid his belt, watching your chest rise and fall a little quicker than it had been. With his enhanced senses, he could hear your breathing pick up and could smell the thick scent of your arousal as it started to slick down your thighs. 

He folded his dress pants up, laying them neatly over the chair, but tossed his boxers into the hamper before climbing back onto the bed with you. His hands hooked under your thighs, pulling you closer to him, before plunging into you. 

He quickly put a hand over your mouth as a high-pitched noise, something between a whimper and a moan broke from your throat. Your eyes fluttered, but you didn't wake still, though your body arched just a little, before slumping back down into the sheets. You half tossed the blanket from your arms, twisting on the bed. 

He picked up the pace, hoping to fuck you awake, though keeping a tight hand over your mouth so you hopefully didn't make to much noise. Elijah could feel the pleasure coursing through him, the weeks of not being able to relieve himself whenever he wanted fueling him as he fucked into you faster. 

Your eyes finally opened, still sleep filled and confused. Your hand lightly caressed the one over your mouth, your eyes moving back and forth as you took in the scene in front of you. They closed again as you arched your back once more, this time cumming on his cock, biting on your tongue so you didn't make a noise. 

"Good girl." Elijah praised barely in a whisper, making you shudder around him at the praise, "Give me another." 

Your nails dug into his pristine shoulders, drawing blood as you did everything in your power not to make noise. Elijah could smell your blood as your teeth dug into your bottom lip. His fingers worked your clit, making you cum again, the smallest of squeaks dying in your throat. 

Elijah finished inside of you, biting his own tongue to stay quiet this time. When the two of you had come down off your highs, he lowered his hand from your mouth to the sheets underneath. 

"Well good morning." You mumbled, still somewhat sleepy. The abrupt wake up still had your mind spinning. 

"Not quite darling." Elijah chuckled, glancing over at the clock and seeing it was three in the morning. 

Suddenly you pouted, "Did we lose the competition?" 

"Oh no." Elijah said softly. "It didn't happen if you weren't aware of it now, did it?" 

The realization came to mind and you slowly grinned, "I was fast asleep." 

"Exactly." Elijah said, tossing the covers around so they covered both of you, holding you from behind. "Fast asleep." 

[caxycreations]

Little known "how is that possible??" feats the cast are capable of;

David

David can cook minute rice in 30 seconds, as if it were actually prepped in a full minute. Every time he's been asked how, he answers with "Caxy magic!" and refuses to teach anyone.

He can also "take" ~14 inches "back there" while not being "loose" from the practice.

Davina

Davina has "Mom Eyes" so to speak. She'll know if you're doing something you shouldn't be, even if she can't physically see it, and she'll call you out on it. Moss is especially confused by this, as they have, multiple times, come home to Davina asking them about what they got up to with Trace knowing they've done something to get in trouble, without having any real reason to.

Trace

Trace can flashstep. For those unaware, flashstepping is an anime power that allows one to, near-instantly, move from one location to another in a "flash". Trace is able to do this, but only at super short ranges. He's flashstepped a record distance of 7ft, but he can't do it except from a stand-still cause he hasn't figured out how to incorporate it into his running stances yet. When asked how, he says "must be part of my Blessing!" and leaves it at that.

Ryder

Ryder can bench press the average car for ~8 reps before getting tired.

[averseunhinged]

wip wednesday!!! this was super fun to write. it's another bit from the au about an augustine society that's more of an insidious, anti-supernatural terrorist organization than one shitty professor with delusions of grandeur, and the mystic falls crew has been dismantling it, one isolated cell at a time.

There was more of the woman as the recording played on. She was quick-footed, a clever fighter rather than a savage one, flitting around the edges while her partner drew most of the attention, snapping a neck here, using one of their own as a meatshield there. Her kills were tidy, neatly accomplished with as little gore as she could manage.

The Mikaelsons present watched silently for a few moments until the woman used a minorly impressive feat of acrobatics to splatter a poorly concealed sniper onto the street below. If Josh hadn't spent several years around the oldest vampires in existence, it would have been a lot cooler. Klaus, however, straightened up out of his slouch, querying hum backed by a soundtrack of gunfire and dance music.

By the time she vigorously inserted what Josh thought might be an abandoned bar spoon into someone's ear, Klaus's shoulders were shaking, one fist pressed firmly against his mouth, nearly exploding with mirth.

Elijah’s annoyance was palpable. “I don’t suppose you’d be interested in sharing whatever it is you find so amusing, Niklaus.”

Klaus crumbled, going nearly boneless with peals of what Josh could have only described as giggling, if he’d been interested in throwing his unlife away. It wasn't Klaus's usual cocky, cool violence, bro laugh or the one he used when he was playing with whoever happened to really piss him off that day. He sounded almost…happy.

Josh had never felt so disturbed in his life, and he'd once watched Klaus literally eat someone's face off when he was in an especially bad mood, as Kol ripped out another vampire's trachea with one hand while playing Pokémon GO on his phone with the other. The nightmares had been terrible and Josh hadn't been able to think of Jigglypuff in the same way since.

"Rebekah!" Klaus catapulted out of his chair. "Where is Rebekah? Oh," he spun around and grinned at them, "she's going to hate this."

"That is deranged," Josh said under his breath.

Marcel frowned as Klaus flung open the study door and bellowed his sister's name. "He's excited."

"He's been bored," Elijah said, tipping his head back ever-so-slightly, a gesture Josh had come to interpret as weary acceptance of the mess his siblings were creating, "in spite of two insurrections and yet another witch plot."

"Please," Klaus said over his shoulder. "They’re barely trying, now. It's disheartening. Pop a few heads off and suddenly everyone's apologizing. No-one breeds their children with backbone, anymore. Rebekah!"

The loud bang of a door flung open upstairs made both Marcel and Josh cringe. Rebekah manifested in the doorway in a tornado of matching satin pajamas, glossy blonde hair, and righteous fury.

"What!?" she shouted into Klaus's face at the same volume he'd used.

"Temper, temper. You'd be sorry if you missed this, little sister," he sing-songed, ushering her into the room.

"Stop pushing, Nik!" she complained as he sat her down in the chair next to Josh, who made himself very busy.

Clicking on…things. So much clicking to do on a laptop. And definitely not thinking about whatever clicking Rebekah had been doing.

(Davina's guess was hired assassin. Josh didn't have a guess, because he valued not being 100% dead, but if he did, it would be drug smuggling.)

"Start the recording over again, Joshua," Klaus commanded as he perched in his chair again, vibrating with glee and cutting quick glances at Rebekah.

"You're annoying," she snarled at him. "You annoy me."

"I'm your brother, sweetheart. Of course, I do."

[capnsaveahoe]

Thoughts on TO S1/EP1

So, I finally went down the rabbit hole and decided to watch The Originals. Pray for me. 😂

Here are my thoughts:

Magical Baby Plot:

This is literally a forced loophole—thanks, but no thanks. 🙅🏻‍♀️ Klaus being lured back to NOLA with the news that Hayley is pregnant with his magical baby. Is just not the biz. While the baby plot is obviously a significant driving force for the narrative, it seems implausible that Klaus, a vampire for over 1000 years, could father a child. Fuck outta here with that shit.

Klaus:

Will forever be my baby. There's no if's, and's or but's. He's still his little villainous self, and I'm here for it. This will NEVER change.

Elijah:

This man will obviously go through hell and highwater for his brother, but he needs to know when to give up. Elijah searching for his 1000+ year old baby brother will never not be funny to me. He’s the Steve Harrington of the TVDU (fight me on it). We all know that his ass will be daggered in the next episode without fail. He obviously can't seem to comprehend that while Klaus loves his family he also sees them as a weakness, and he would rather put his bro to sleep than lose him to a dumb baby plot twist.

Rebekah:

My girl Beks is currently angry at Klaus and refuses to help Elijah find him, which in all honesty, her ire is well deserved. She's been treated like shit for ages. It was about time she stood up for herself. 👏👏👏

Marcel:

I love that they gave Klaus a long lost adopted son! Now THIS is a plot twist. He was believed to be dead and rotting somewhere, but my man is now the king of NOLA and rules the city with an iron fist who has total control over every supernatural creature within it. He’s shaping up to be my favorite out of all the new characters introduced so far.  He’s also fineeeeee as fuck! 😋

Quarter Witches:

They’re okay so far, but honestly, they could have gotten pretty far if they had just let Klaus and Elijah kill Marcel/Hayley right off the bat. Instead of following a bunch of idiotic rules. It was smart of them to link Sophie and Hayley, though. It gave them leverage with The Originals, which is what they wanted. Still deciding if I like them or not.

Camille:

I’m trying to give her a chance, but it’s a feat let me tell you. I didn’t think she would break out the psychology card so quickly, tbh. I’ll look past it, for now. I can say that she does have a teeny bit of chemistry with Elijah…I really liked their 1st scene together. It looks like they'd be a good match.

Quick question: I thought Camille was still studying to become a psychologist? But, she mentions that she already has a grad degree in this episode. Can someone clear this up for me?

Davina: 

Seems pretty cool. I want to learn more about her and what she can do. Let's see where they take her character. Since we all know that having strong female characters on these shows is not something that the writers really like. 

Overall, given Klaus' brutal and decisive nature, it's surprising that he didn't eliminate all threats immediately to take control of the city. But, I can also see why he wouldn't as he sees the potential the city he once lived in still has. Moreover, I'm a little annoyed at Elijah during this episode. In all honesty, it's Elijah's fault that they ended up in the mess that follows. Elijah sees the baby as a way to redeem Klaus, but it feels unrealistic to force Klaus into a role he’s never desired. Klaus has always craved power, loyalty, and family, but not necessarily a baby. This dream seems more in line with Elijah’s personality, who has always exhibited gentlemanly and family-oriented behavior. Though I still love Elijah, he really irked my nerves in this first episode. I will say that I'm loving the more in-depth look into the complex sibling relationships that we didn’t get enough of on TVD. On another note, I think it would have been a good plot twist to try and lure Klaus to NOLA by using Marcel as a pawn somehow instead of a baby. You can clearly see that he still cares for him in his own twisted way. I hope we get to see more of their dynamic as the show goes on.

[lardogan]

Seguir las instrucciones de Davina, verbales o no, es algo en lo que no tiene que pensar demasiado. Con cerrar los ojos y permitir que la melodía y los tironcitos de mano dicten sobre sus extremidades es más que suficiente, entonces Lara se encuentra bailando, sin pensar en quienes le rodean, las tristezas, las injusticias de vidas que sólo podía imaginar. En ese momento es la canción, la menor de los Ryu y ella, convertidos en uno solo. "¿Charlatana? Nunca se me habría ocurrido, ¡no tienes cara de una!" A pesar de la risita que se le escapa cuando escucha tal confesión, no está mintiendo. La seguridad y claridad con la que se expresaba a menudo la convencía de que todo lo que decía era verdad, sin espacios para cuestionamientos o dudas. "Espero que no todo lo que dices lo sea, hay algunas cosas que me gustaría que fuesen verdad," expresa sin tapujos, probablemente con la lengua un poco floja por la bebida. Balanceando la cabeza de izquierda a derecha, y con las mejillas encendidas por el paulatino esfuerzo, se acerca para subir la voz. La música viene y va en marejadas sintéticas con la ayuda de sus auriculares, mismos que no siempre hacían el mejor de los trabajos cuando el sonido aumentaba de nivel, como ahora. "¿Nunca te has metido en problemas por eso? ¿O eres una experta en salirte con la tuya?" Esconde una risita detrás de los dedos que flexiona por delante, maravillada por el último paso con el que cierra la canción. "Sé que no venimos a dar ningún espectáculo pero de todos modos deberías compartirme algunos tips. ¿Quizá pueda sorprender a alguien que nos de una donación mayor?" Ahora es ella quien busca sus dedos, preparándose para la introducción de la próxima canción. O quizá así podría anclarla a su lado el resto de la velada.

le dedicó una pequeña sonrisa a la contraria, de esas que extiende con total seguridad y pretende provocar confianza y seguridad en quien la acompaña. aquella era davina, siendo libre a su manera y permitiendo que otros le acompañen en aquella aventura. la guio al interior de la pista, donde agradeció que la melodía fuese lo suficientemente movida y contagiosa para que su cuerpo reaccionara y se dejara llevar. elevó su brazo y dirigió a contraria en un giro sobre su propio cuerpo. sonrisa ampliándose y dientes volviéndose presente en aquel sutil instante.

'nadie dijo que yo era buena bailando, pero ¿quién pretende dar un espectáculo de baile?' y estaba segura que contraria no emprendía actividad para sorprender a nadie más, al igual que ella, el único objetivo en sus acciones era el de divertirse. con las manos aún agarradas, permite que los movimientos sean independientes y se acerca a ella solo cuando necesita responder a la conversación que mantienen 'sólo déjate llevar, cierra tus ojos e imagina que estamos solas en un espacio abierto. si te olvidas del resto, podrás ser verdaderamente tu en la multitud' recomendó, soltándola para permitir que se deje llevar en su propia autonomía, retrocediendo con un pequeño giro riéndose ante el comentario final, quizás la maña de ser contestona de más pequeña la había guiado a adquirir aquel rasgo 'peco de charlatana' admitió divertida, hablaba de más y muchas veces simplemente decía lo primero que pensaba, sin saber si era cierto o no 'pero a veces funciona eso de fingir y confiar, ¿si lo recomiendo? no estoy tan segura, pero no le cuentes a nadie mi secreto' bromeó un poco, aprovechando la animosidad festiva para extender sus manos una vez más y hacer un paso juntas antes que la canción finalizara.

[thehollowprince]

At the end of the day, I really do not have any problem with white witches like the Mikaelsons or Gemini Coven being powerful or badass.

My issue stems from the fact the writers built up the Bennetts being super powerful but never delved into it or gave them autonomy outside of being in servitude to others. Fans will go "Hope or Dahlia or Freya or whoever is more powerful" and I'm like "Are they more powerful or do they just have more agency?" because Bonnie or Sheila or Lucy could do those same feats if Plec and co weren't raging racists. We explore the customs and history of the Gemini Coven before even exploring the Bennetts who have been around since the start of the show.... and the gag is, they need Bennett blood for the Ascendant thing! Either give Bonnie's family equal treatment or don't involve them in this, lol

Yeah, it was never the fact that characters like Davina of Freya or Esther (and I'm sure Hope and the Wonder Twins) were allowed to be powerful, but the fact that characters like Bonnie or Vincent were only allowed to do that when it benefited someone else, or they were immediately punished for daring to be powerful.

I don't recall the Spirits or the Ancestors ever punishing Freya or Hope or whomever while Bonnie was continuously tortured for flexing her power (often in the service of others).

[devilsmenu]

“I may be here for a while now.” (davina to ally)

"Oh, that's no problem, you can stay" Ally waving her hands. "Are you waiting for someone?".

[jaslenexclairmont]

Jaslene Clairmont uploaded a new photo to Instagram // feat Davina & Althea Clairmont