#ft rebekah mikaelson

[ofxsocioparkers]

can you hear me? you need to keep moving! ( rebekah )

Kai found it strange that the female was engaging in conversation with him, especially since the Mikaelsons had departed from Mystic Falls prior to his return. They hadn't crossed paths when he last saw Hope. Scanning his surroundings, he noticed hunters weaving through the darkness. 'I was under the impression those damn hunters would be targeting wolves tonight, not us,' he confessed.

[elejah-verse]

elejah_au

ft. rebekah

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Divination

[vilisisms]

Send 🪢 for our muses to be handcuffed together without the key (Klaus to Rebekah)

"i know we haven't spent a lot of time together since we got pulled from our time, but you and your pesky games need to stop, nik. don't deny it!" she exclaimed as she raised her handcuffed arm in front of his face, not that she had to because in doing so, she lifted his own arm but this called for dramatics. "what is taking you so long? break the lock, brother." the blonde hissed, getting quite annoyed by the lack of urgency here. "you know i can't do that anymore. or i could break my thumb, get out of it that way if you'd prefer."

[sirendancer]

send 🌿 to accidentally get caught under the mistletoe with my muse. (ft @originalblondebxtch)

"and there i was just thinking you wanted me to come over to discuss business." she taunted, a gleam of amusement in her eyes. "i should of learnt by now not to trust a vampire." leaning forwards the dark haired beauty pulled the original into a kiss, confident in her movements as their lips locked.

[savagevillain]

Rebekah Mikaelson ( @multi-royalty ) said ❛ I was dead from the moment we said hello. ❜

❛ Don't be dramatic, my dear. ❜ The roll of his eyes may as well have sent him into the next dimension. As much as she may like to blame him for all the faults of her life, he is not the sole penetrator, nor was his fate set in stone as an innocent, curly-headed child. ❛  Our mother is the villain of that story. ❜

[crescentxscarred]

rebekah starter // @originalblondebxtch

as usual, jasper stood on the outskirts of the bustling outdoor town party, bright blue eyes scanning the lively scene before him with a discerning focus. in the midst of laughter, music, and the intoxicating scent of human blood, he remained vigilant, his years of combat experience ingrained into every movement. while others such as his beloved alice revelled in the festivities, jasper's thoughts were consumed by the potential risks and threats that could arise in this seemingly idyllic gathering. his heightened vampire senses allowed him to detect subtle shifts in the atmosphere, and he couldn't shake the feeling that danger might lurk beneath the surface of this seemingly peaceful night.

as he surveyed the partygoers the vampire couldn't help but catch sight of a woman nearby, his eyes looking her over with a vague sense of familiarity. a blonde curtain of hair shielded her face from him...but he knew that grace, that stance that radiated power anywhere. before he could stop himself jasper had walked over, the smallest of smiles coming to his lips. "rebekah...and here i thought you'd of been partyin' in the bigger cities."

[drkvlghtt]

@wildheartsxx

Its a lovely day, the hollow is dead, and my brother is back.

[aceofhevrts]

𝒇𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈   :   rebekah  mikaelson   (  @dinascove  ) 𝒔𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒚   :   galeria  the  quarter

os   olhos   do   híbrido   estão   concentrados   na   pequena   escultura   de   lobo   em   suas   mãos   conforme   talha   os   detalhes   com   expertize   .   aquela   é   apenas   uma   de   tantas   que   já   fez   na   última   década   ,   um   hábito   que   descobriu   aquietar   ainda   que   apenas   um   pouco   a   falta   de   hope   .   a   placa   deixada   na   porta   de   sua   galeria   deveria   impedir   os   outros   de   interromper   seu   momento   de   paz   ,   contudo   ,   deveria   prever   que   uma   criatura   não   deixaria   um   simples   pedido   ficar   em   seu   caminho   .     ❛   ah   ,   rebekah   !   ❜         recebe   a   irmã   com   uma   exclamativa   antes   mesmo   dela   cruzar   a   porta   ,   o   tom   carregando   uma   nota   de   provocação   .         ❛   eu   posso   bem   imaginar   que   ser   alfabetizada   não   deva   ter   sido   uma   tarefa   fácil   entre   uma   adaga   e   outra   ,   mas   a   essa   altura   você   já   deveria   saber   o   significado   de   não   pertube   ,   não   ?   ❜         ironiza   ,   apenas   por   fazê - lo   .   é   seu   trabalho   e   prazer   como   irmão   mais   velho   ,   afinal   .         ❛   me   deixe   adivinhar   .   você   pensou   em   alguma   outra   festa   para   gastar   meu   dinheiro   .   certo   ?   ❜

[augus1]

❝ Why are we still arguing about this? ❞ (rebekah + feyre)

                    feyre nem sequer importou-se em levantar o olhar de sua tela; afinal, estava inspirada e precisava aproveitar do momento antes que ele se esvaísse.     por mais que a loira a seu lado estivesse fazendo de tudo para interromper sua concentração.                    ❝     você é a única pessoa discutindo aqui, rebekah.     ❞           feyre respondeu finalmente após quase um minuto de sólido silêncio, levando seu pincel até o copo com água para remover o excesso de tinta verde das cerdas.                    ❝     se estiver sendo sincera, parei de prestar atenção há alguns minutos.     ❞           admitiu em um tom suave, levantando o olhar para a loira e dando de ombros.                    ❝     sorry.     ❞           

[ac1nums-moved]

@shadowbrn, rebekah mikaelson required a starter from damon salvatore.

" you know, being immortal must get boring. but hey, at least you have each other… and me, to keep things interesting. "

[conjvrations]

// @hybridnik & @vilisisms //

KOL MIKAELSON SEASON 1 EPISODE 16 | THE ORIGINALS

[witchyfayex-a]

[zip] - Sender helps receiver zip/unzip their dress (rebekah)

slightly slurred, incoherent words left the ravenette witch's mouth as she felt the cold hands of the blonde working open the back of her dress. "you don't gotta do this, y'know. i know how to undress m'self." faye huffed in her drunken state, her head spinning as she shifted from foot to foot, kicking off her stilettos in the process. "how much did i drink? did i drink a lot? it.. it feels like a lot." the witch slurs, a bout of hiccups following. @originalblondebxtch

[vilisisms]

[ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ] ― sender asks receiver for a dance upon hearing a song (Maveric and Rebekah)

bacon was sizzling on the pan, harmonizing with the music that she'd ask alexis to play. she remembers every song that had been played at her wedding reception to her husband so when one of them started to play, a smile touched the corners of her lips, humming vibrated from her while the blonde retrieved the toast from the toaster. it was then when she felt the familiar touch of hands sliding into place on her hips.

"may i have this dance, baby?"

rebekah stilled though her smile grew and she twisted her body to turn and face him. the former vampire's arms rose to wrap around his neck. "always, love. you can have every dance of mine for the next forty years too." she replied, gazing lovingly up into her husbands captivating brown hues.

and then they danced around their kitchen. their two bodies moved in time with each other while the bacon burned and rebekah reveled in knowing she'd found exactly what she'd been searching for all those years and how he had kept his vow to remind her of that every day.

[sirendancer]

closed starter // @originalblondebxtch

it was rare for aeliana to be friendly towards vampires - they were, after all, the very epitome of sin and immorality that she'd been commanded to bring to arcadius to be punished after death. it was natural for her to avoid them - had they been human she would of torn them to shreds within minutes.

but...rebekah was strangely different. she had contacted her, after they had crossed paths in new orleans ( whilst she had been feasting on the flesh of a child murderer which she'd explained bluntly to the impressed blond ) and remained in contact. when she'd offered her a position in the scarlet lounge as a feeding ground how could she say no? upon seeing the original vampire standing at one of the booths for the christmas market she couldn't help but saunter over, a hand moving to press lightly on her arm.

"opening week seems to be going well...it's good to see you enjoy a day off."

[drkvlghtt]

@cflcstxsculs

THE ORIGINALS MEME | 10 Scenes

[savagevillain]

Dearest

Brother

I'm aware I shouldn't be writing, and I'm battling with myself if I shall actually send this to you. I suppose if you're reading this that means I had a moment of weakness but I wanted to inform both Hayley and yourself that Hope is doing just fine. We both are, she's safe and happy and even laughed at me today, you know I have my moments of clumsiness. Apparently it seems dropping her empty milk bottle on the floor was the best thing to happen since sliced bread. Clearly her humour comes from Kol.

I miss you all, and I know you're likely there with an aching hole burning through your chest having to be away from her Nik, but her safety is what matters. I feel for you, and for Hayley. I wish we could live under better circumstances, something of this multitude just runs with our luck.

Please tell Elijah I'm thinking of him too, no contact is difficult when all we've really had is each other for a thousand years. Even through ups and downs, the connection we feel in our hearts will always bring us together as one and I hope not so far into the future we'll be seeing each other once more.

All my love

Rebekah. x

Upon realizing who the letter is from, his paranoia immediately swirls up, clouding his mind with the worst scenarios. He thinks of what may have happened to Hope ( surely Rebekah would not risk reaching out otherwise ? ) and yet, as he reads it, he grows angry with his sister for putting Hope's name on paper and making it glaringly obvious that his child is alive and living with her, finding humour in the ordinary. Anyone could find this, it could fall into very wrong hands.

Traitorously, his fingers grip at the thin paper, trace over the letters worshipfully ( Hope & she's safe and happy and even laughed at me today & I miss you all & the connection we feel in our hearts & we'll be seeing each other once more & all my love & Rebekah ) before he stands and unclenches, lets it fall into the fire and burn.