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ofcamerasflashing · 3 years ago

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CURRENTLY LOOKING FOR 1x1 PARTNERS.

Fandomless or fandom based. I am not one that has a lot of ocs to offer but am a fan of oc x canon ships or would be willing to make an oc with someone as well.

Canon characters I play ( have experience playing )

Freya Mikaelson

Hayley Marshall

Hope Mikaelson

Caroline Forbes

Lizzie Saltzman

Canon characters I play ( have little experience playing ).

Josie Saltzman

Elena Gilbert

Katherine Pierce

Isabella Swan

Rebekah Mikaelson

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Romantic ships preferred / wanted

Hope / Landon

Hope / Josie

Hope / Lizzie

Hope / Lizzie / Landon

Hope / Josie / Landon

Klaus / Hayley / Caroline

Jo / Caroline

Caroline / Hayley

Caroline / Elena

Caroline / Bonnie

Hayley / Klaus

Hayley / Freya

Josie / Finch * If we wrote it out / explored more

Rebekah / Hayley

Platonic / Family relationships

Mikaelson family

Hayley / Hope

Liz / Caroline

Lizzie / Josie

Fandoms I know / can write in with characters

Once Upon a Time

Descendants

Legacies / The originals / vampire diaries

Hunger Games

Divergent

Twilight

Supernatural

Greys Anatomy

Rules.

No smut, fade to black only. Anything where the clothes come off is where I am like “skip” for my comfort. Have written smut in the past but not interested in this moment. This could change in the future but for now? I’m not interested

Female x Female is heavily my interest as someone that is gay. Would prefer to write female/female with other queer people.

No hateful messages or rp partners. No one that is going to be pushy for replies either.

I wouldn’t mind small group type of things either. Like three of us all writing together.

If you want to do something inspired by another show? Let’s do it. So like Meredith/Addison from Greys inspired but make it Caroline/Elena instead.

Fine with OC x Canon ships as well. Would hands down be fine with it as long as the character has information up.

Multi para, single para, text threads, etc are welcomed.

Would love to find rp partners that are into doing several types of verses / wants more than one world. Understand if you aren’t interested and would prefer it to be a singleton kind of life.

Discord is preferred for this call. I’ll make a server and we can both edit it to our hearts desire. No one else is allowed to enter the server that isn’t apart of the rp.

No gross / taboo subject matter. I can’t believe I have to write this down but feel comfortable writing this all out so everyone

All writing partners must be +18. We should talk about rules and things together before getting started. Maybe even put a rules doc in the server for us so we know what was discussed before hand.

All muses being +18 as well.

Icons / gifs can be used in the server. I will follow suit if you use them.

Nothing overly formatted with like double space when it comes to replies. Aside from that? I don’t care how you do things.

Reply time on things: 1 day to 1 month. I’m not saying we gotta move fast paced always. I actually don’t mind if things take even longer between replies. I do like the idea of headcanoning between replies so even if we aren’t writing? Sending each other messages would be awesome.

Types of roleplays interested in; small town, slice of life, supernatural, adventure, world building, royalty inspired, etc.

If this interests you, COMMENT on this post and let me know what has your interest. I’ll message you my disco information / give you a server and we will start things.

Plot ideas I’ve reblogged

#legacies #・ ˖ ✦ ⋄ . ❝Mine: Shut up Gwendolyn.❞ 【OFCAMERASFLASHING】

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courtofmuses-archive · 3 years ago

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Hello! My name is TJ (she/they). I’m 30+ years old and I have been writing for about 20 years. Welcome to my multimuse rp blog! Here you will find muses from various fandoms. I hope you enjoy your time here and find a muse you’d like to roleplay with. This blog is low-medium activity and mostly queue based. It may take a couple days or weeks for me to reply. Please don’t hesitate to contact me if you want to plot. If you add me on Discord, just shoot me an IM here on Tumblr first so I know to look out for your friend request! Please do not follow or interact if you are a minor. This blog is 18+.

*IMPORTANT* This blog will contain triggering material that you might not like. If it’s something dark and taboo, it’s probably going to be written here. I will tag everything appropriately. The content written here may include but not limited to: mental illness, PTSD, violence, brainwashing/gaslighting, toxic relationships, suicidal ideations, emotional trauma, physical trauma, etc. None of these situations are meant to be romanticized. Fiction and reality are not mutually exclusive. If you believe that then we aren’t going to get along well. If you follow then you are agreeing to curate your own Tumblr experience by blocking the tags, which are ____ tw. This is my space, not yours. Please respect that.

Any post that contains mature (smutty) content will be tagged: i live for lovin’ impolite; (nsfw)

Below you’ll find links that will take you to my rules and muse list. Check them out. :)

Carrd || Promo || Starter Calls || Meme || Ship Guide

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MOBILE MUSE LIST

MARVEL/MCU

James “Bucky” Barnes/The Winter Soldier Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow Yelena Belova/Black Widow Kate Bishop/Hawkeye Steve Rogers/Captain America Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch Sonya Petrova/OC

SHADOWHUNTERS

Alec Lightwood Clary Fairchild Jace Herondale Isabelle Lightwood Kit Herondale Jem Carstairs Tessa Gray Jonathan Morgenstern

GRISHAVERSE

Alina Starkova Aleksander Morozov/The Darkling

ROSWELL, NM

Michael Guerin Isobel Evans Alex Manes

TVDU

Klaus Mikaelson

TEEN WOLF

Stiles Stilinski Lydia Martin

THE WITCHER

Geralt of Rivia Jaskier Yennfer of Vengerberg

NANCY DREW

Bess Marvin Ace Hardy

#ooc #info stuffs #mobile muse list

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rpicondump · 3 years ago

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namorres · 5 years ago

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BE QUIET ∞ E. MIKAELSON

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warnings | canon-type violence? but it’s a short lil cheesy fic so no worries

notes: this is based off a prompt from this list, “if i were you, i’d be quiet” that i randomly picked & then i knew i had to write it so here’s that

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Y/n had come to love the eldest of the Original siblings, and if she ever said she regretted it, she’d be lying to herself. Indeed, when he’d first revealed all that he was to her, she was stricken with a sense of absolute confusion, asking questions and being taken aback at the idea that her boyfriend was an immortal bloodsucker she’d only heard about in movies. They were definitely supposed to have long fangs and big noses and slicked back black hair with horribly receding hairlines — honestly, they all were supposed to look like Dracula.

And they were supposed to look like that because they were supposed to be scary bedtime stories, not real creatures that walked the Earth in search of a blood fix, nor were they supposed to resemble people, with humanity and the urge to create empires and be out with the real world and develop connections.

But there one was, standing in her kitchen after an eventful late night, shirtless and not as pale as she’d imagined, telling her his whole story. He’d even let her see, placing his palm to her head and speaking through the memories as they flashed in her mind. She felt everything that came with them, every bit of emotion, every blade of grass between her hands and at the soles of her feet. When he pulled away, she’d asked in a tiny voice, “How did you do that?”

He’d laughed at her, a small chuckle, looking at her with curious brown eyes through dark lashes, “That’s what you took away from everything I just bore to you? A curiosity for my abilities?”

Her brows furrowed, her lips parted as she thought, “Was I supposed to take something else away from it?” She tilted her head to the side when his gaze fell away, landing on the kitchen floor. Closing the small gap between them, she placed a cool palm on his warm chest, “Elijah,” her voice was softer than the breeze of the AC, “I’m not afraid of you. Your brother?” She debated for a moment, looking away and then smiling softly, “Maybe. But you? Never.”

After that, he’d asked her if she would be willing to be with him more. She knew he feared her having this knowledge, she knew that he didn’t want her to ever come in harm’s way. But she also knew he was going to let her make her own decisions, give her the freedom of figuring out what to do next. Her answer to his request was a simple yes, and from then on, it was like a letter with a wax seal.

The two had been together three years, now, and she never let the idea of eternity with him escape her mind. But that didn’t matter much right now — she was happy and human, and she intended to keep it that way until it was sure that she would have forever to spend with him.

All of that, though, led her to where she’d been then — in Elijah’s bed, tangled in the sheets, with a distinct lack of her boyfriend. He was likely down in the study, mulling over books and his mother’s grimoire, trying to solve another problem for his little brother that was likely never his own. She admired that about him, truly. But she also detested the idea that Klaus would always come before even Elijah in the vampire’s mind.

Sighing, she turned so that she was flat on her back, staring up at the ceiling. She debated, momentarily, just going to sleep and hoping to wake up with Elijah next to her, but she knew that wasn’t going to happen. If he didn’t sleep, she didn’t either; if it did so happen that she fell asleep, it was because she simply could not outrun exhaustion, for she was no supernatural being.

Taking her bottom lip between her teeth, she thought a second more, then shook her head. Being alone wasn’t going to work. Twisting so that she lay on her side, she grabbed her phone from the nightstand and checked the time — 3:32 AM. “Of course,” she laughed to herself, pulling it closer to her face so that she could see what she was doing as she tapped the phone icon, scrolled to Elijah’s contact, and called. A moment or two of silence, then the dialtone came, followed by an intense vibration from the other nightstand across the mattress. “Of course!” She was in a fit of giggles at this point — luck would not be on her side tonight.

Sitting up, she threw her phone to the wayside and moved to get out of bed, sucking a breath through her teeth at the cold air nipping her legs. A shiver ran through her spine, but before she stood fully, a sense of unease settled in the pit of her stomach. Why had it been so cold? The window was shut, and she knew it was a summer night. The AC was a good one, but it wasn’t that good.

Looking over her shoulder, her narrowed eyes traced the folds in the sheets of her bed before traveling up the wall. Then she stopped, completely frozen. By the window stood a figure shrouded in black, his head ducked and his hands gloved. Her mouth opened to yell out for her boyfriend, but not a sound made it through. A hand flew to her throat, and she tried to make some kind of sound, anything, but nothing was coming of it.

“If I were you,” the figure spoke, his words growled from his teeth, “I’d stay quiet.”

She searched frantically around the room for something that could help her, that she could throw or use as a defense. A knife sat on the bookshelf by the door, reflecting the dull light of the lamp, and she raced to get it. However, the man whispered something in a language she didn’t understand, and she flew back against the wall, held up by her throat. Her fingers clawed at the invisible hand, scratching her own skin instead and leaving the area burning.

“You’re going to tell me where he keeps the grimoires,” the man said, stepping closer and starting to raise his eyes to meet hers. “But you won’t speak. You see, if he hears you, I’ll have to leave, and I won’t leave,” his wrist twisted, the grip on her throat impossibly tighter, “until I have what I came here for.”

Y/n continued to struggle against the magic, even though she knew there was truly no point. Her foot swung out then struck the wall with a loud thud, and the man, which she could safely assume was a witch, cringed. With one hand directed at her, he moved his other and hovered it over the doorframe, murmuring something before turning his attention back to the woman strung up on the wall.

“See,” he said, “he’ll have heard that. And he’ll likely wonder what it was.” He stepped closer, dragging her down the wall so that she was eye level with him, “And he’ll come for you. A pathetic little human who can’t defend herself.”

Y/n attempted to whimper against the strength of his hold, her toes numbing and her eyes wanting to close and pop from her head at the same time. He was crushing her windpipe, and if he succeeded, she wouldn’t come back. He was right — she was human. She got no second chances.

“Y/n? Are you alright?” She heard from down the hallway, starting to vigorously shake her head. Tears escaped her eyes and she tried her best to keep struggling, but her body was weak and her vision was spotty and there was absolutely nothing she could do in this moment except watch. “Y/n?”

Elijah was at the doorframe now, looking in without noticing her against the wall closest to the door. He wouldn’t have thought to look there, not at first. Instead, his eyes were trained on the bed, where there were crumpled sheets, and an absence of his girlfriend. “Y/n,” he said again, turning his head and looking straight at her, “Y/n, are you in here?”

Her eyes went wide, and the witch man below her smirked devilishly, but did not speak. He had used a spell to cloak them, though she wasn’t sure for why. Even in her hazy state, she was aware of what he came for, and if he thought she was going to be able to give it to him, why would he make them invisible to Elijah in the first place?

Her eyes fluttered as the witch’s magical grip twisted so that it was pressing against a different part of her throat, and her arms flopped to the side, smacking against the wall. Elijah’s eyes searched the area for some explanation, but he couldn’t see any reason why there were sounds coming from the room — if no one was in there, where were the sounds coming from?

Then he stepped in, and she could hear a breath leave the witch’s chest — he’d wanted Elijah to do exactly that. With a small chant, Y/n watched the vampire whip around, staring at the witch, then locking eyes with her. Her eyes were hooded, almost closed, and her skin had turned a rather sickly red, all the blood rushing to her face and throat.

“Good evening, Elijah,” the witch’s tone was cocky, so confident that he had the upper hand, “it’s so nice to see you on such a lovely evening.”

“Well I’d invite you in, but it seems you’ve made yourself quite,” his eyes left his girlfriend’s, his head tilting to the side, “comfortable.”

“Ah, yes,” the grip on her throat loosened, just enough for her to be able to take in a labored breath, the tingling in her body stopping just at the top of her kneecaps. “You have a truly wonderful home, I must admit.”

Elijah gave him a tight smile, one hand tucking itself into his suit pants. The other hung by his side, cuffed sleeve brushing against his hip as he looked down at the sheets, then locked eyes with the witch again, “I would love to have a proper conversation with you, but it seems you’ve got my,” he breathed in, gesturing to her, “Y/n stuck against a wall. Would you mind bringing peace to my mind and letting her down?”

The witch returned the grin, lowering her so that her feet hit the ground, then letting his grip on her throat go. With no blood in her limbs, she collapsed, gasping out for much-needed oxygen. Elijah’s lip twitched, lips parting as his tongue darted out across them. “You said to let her down,” the witch gave a shake of his head then gestured to her weak form, “I obliged. Now, I never said I would release her from my spells.” He shook his finger at Elijah, backstepping and lifting Y/n by the arm, then throwing her to the bed. “So, until I get what I came for, she won’t be able to utter a word, nor will she be able to move from that spot!”

Y/n sputtered soundlessly against the mattress, falling into the sheets and taking deep breaths. Her limbs were burning, her eyes were heavy and her vision was spotted and dizzy. Elijah stepped closer to the mattress, fingers steepling on top of it. Lazily, her hand reached for his, weak fingers wrapping themselves around three of his own. He took in a breath, then gave another tight-lipped smile, “And what is it, pray tell, that you came for?”

“Esther’s grimoires,” the other man’s tone had darkened, his lip pulling into a snarl and his brows drawing upward in challenge.

“Oh? Is that so?” Elijah asked, stepping forward and feeling Y/n’s grip slip away from his. “Well, right this way.”

The witch looked him up and down, blinking like the vampire was stupid, “You think I’ll fall for that? You think I’m an idiot?”

Elijah’s hand untucked itself, finger twirling the daylight ring that sat on his middle finger, “I prefer to keep my opinions of certain people to myself. Makes for easier negotiation.”

The witch let out a growl, stepping forward and closing a distance between him and the vampire. Elijah’s chin lifted as he stared down his nose at the slightly shorter man, taking in breath. “The grimoires. Now.”

With a lifted brow, Elijah looked away, then over his shoulder to Y/n, whose face was buried in the sheets, eyes closed. With one more look at the witch, he snarled, then pushed his hand forward. His fingers passed the skin, the muscle, the ribcage, and gripped around the heart of the witch, holding it with such a grip that if the man moved away, he would move without his organ.

“I don’t take kindly,” he growled, “to people coming into my home and putting the people I love in danger. Now,” he squeezed, and the man gasped out, eyes wide with fear, “I assume you’re a smart man. Or, rather, smart enough to know when you’re no longer going to achieve your goal. Am I correct?”

The witch didn’t move to answer, and truly, Elijah’s question was entirely rhetorical.

“But,” he breathed in, his eyes moved down to his arm in the man’s chest, “smart doesn’t describe your actions tonight. And for that,” he gave a thoughtful frown and nod, “you lose your life.”

Then he pulled his hand out, gripping the witch’s heart and watching as the man stood still for a moment, then fell to the ground in a mess of blood and coats. Looking at the heart in his hand, he let it drop and shook his head in disgust, wishing now that he’d had his handkerchief on him. The blood was truly gross to look at.

Without much other thought, he turned around and walked to Y/n on the bed, leaning on the mattress with one knee and touching her with the hand that lacked blood. Pulling her face from the covers, his pinky rested on her pulse, weak but there, and the rest of his palm cupped her cheek. The blood was returning to its proper places, and any spell the witch had cast was now void, seeing as it depended on his life force and Elijah had ever-so-kindly stripped him of such a burden.

Letting go of her face, he pushed himself off the bed and walked into the bathroom, washing his hand. He unbuttoned his dress shirt, pulling it off his torso and discarding it to the basket of dirty laundry. Next was his shoes, then his socks, then his belt and pants, which were changed out for a pair of shorts for the time being. He then walked back out to Y/n, picking her up and fixing her position on the mattress.

She stirred a few minutes later, after Elijah had tucked himself into the sheets, turned off the lamps and held her form against his chest. “‘Lijah?” She asked in a small voice, drawing in a heavy breath, “I think I just had the worst dream. Something about a witch and your mom.”

Elijah chuckled lightly, leaning down and placing a soft kiss to her head, “It’s alright, darling. You have nothing to worry about.” She didn’t reply, only tucked herself further into his chest. He situated them so that they lay comfortably, kissed her head once more, then let himself begin to relax. He wasn’t going to sleep, no; if a witch had so easily been able to sneak into the compound and come for Y/n, there was things that had to change. For now, he would stay alert, in case the first witch had come with any friends, and ensure that they would have no way of bringing harm to her.

The man that lay on his floor would have to be dealt with come morning, however. He was sure Y/n would start to smell something.

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ofmikaelsonheir · 5 years ago

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Season 2. Episode 15: Life Was So Much Easier When I Only Cared About Myself.

137 icons of Hope Mikaelson (Danielle Rose Russell) in Legacies.

Screencaps HERE.

Crediting me IF you edit these. A tag or in your rules. You are allowed to edit this how you wish as these are base icons. Size is 100x100px. This is a sideblog to naturesloopholed. Any questions? Requests? Send them over to my personal blog.

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adrienneicons · 3 years ago

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219 base rp icons of danielle rose russell have been added HERE

they’re all of her role as hope mikaelson in legacies

they’re all from season 4, episodes 2 and 3

they’re all sized 180x90

i’ve capped, cropped, and resized them all myself

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despressolattes · 4 years ago

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AFTERMATH | CHAPTER TWENTY NINE | LEGACIES

book masterlist » book one masterlist

< previous chapter

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"The return of Roman Sienna," Lizzie said, looking at Lilah as she went to see if the other Saltzman twin maybe needed help. "Does that mean you and Rafael are over? Oh wait! I got it, you're just bouncing between the R-named—That is my inside voice, and I am going to shut it up now."

She walked off for a bit after her tangent. Lilah snickered and Lilah was going over the checklist Lizzie was holding. After about three minutes Lizzie grabbed her arm, calling for an emergency girl meeting, and going to Alaric's office.

Penelope, Josie, and Hope met them all there.

"I am withdrawing from Miss Mystic Falls," Lizzie announced dramatically. "Effective immediately."

"I thought you had something important to tell us," the Mikaelson girls said together.

"Cousins, stop speaking like you are twins, even Josie and I don't talk in that much unison," snapped Lizzie.

"Come for the underwhelming announcement, stay for the epic meltdown," Penelope said.

"Okay, wait, why are you quitting?" Josie asked.

"A personal issue with one of the judges. A direct result of that bitch Dana's sabotage," Lizzie replied.

"Lizzie, she's dead!" Hope scolded.

"Still a bitch," mumbled Lilah.

"Correction: that dead bitch Dana's sabotage."

Lilah laughed.

"Iconic," she said, earning a scolding glare from Josie and Hope.

"Costing me the crown from beyond the grave," she said, sitting down in Alaric's chair. "The head judge is her mother. The town pharmacist. There is always next year for me."

Josie nodded.

"But that does not mean that we here at the Salvatore School shouldn't bring home the title and stick it to those townies."

Lilah looked to Josie to see Penelope smiling in the back. Penelope, in all her bitchiness, did always have some soft part of her that tried doing right by Josie, even if she did break her heart.

"So, I have studied all of the stats and advanced metrics, and I have chosen a replacement."

Lilah and Penelope now shared the same smile. She was going to just have to choose Josie to take her place. It was what was right, it was what should happen. The smile on Josie's face showed she thought it would be her, too.

Everyone's facial expressions fell when Lizzie Saltzman said, "Hope Mikaelson."

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"She's going to regret that," Penelope said out of anger, her and Lilah staying behind as Lizzie went to prep Hope, and Josie excused herself to work on more decorations. "No offense to your cousin, but it's Josie that should be winning this thing!"

"I agree," nodded Lilah. "Lizzie should... honestly, I don't know what Lizzie is doing. Her sister is come first."

"Josie never comes first when it comes to Lizzie. She conforms to the shadow her twin threw her into," scoffed Penelope, sitting down in the chair Josie was sitting in. "I think this may be the most I've spoken to you."

Lilah laughed, nodding some more. "There were a few double dates."

"And you sucking face with Roman while I sucked face with Josie didn't leave much room to talk, Mikaelson. You're not as stuck up as people think you are," she got up with style, making her way to the door.

"Wait! Who thinks I'm stuck up?!" Lilah shouted after her, but she didn't respond in her Penelope manner, knowing just how to make people itch.

—

"You know, I love Roman as much as the next guy, but after learning more about him and everything he did to you, Lilah, to your family, it's hard to understand why you guys are so nice to him," Landon said while he and Hope attempted to practice the dance. "That you guys can act like nothing happened. That she can love him after all of it."

"It's complicated," Hope said. "He spent half of his life desiccated in a cave, which is something Lilah can relate to. All her life, she was always different from everyone. Then there was Stefan Salvatore, and she botched that. Then, there was Roman. And then he was brainwashed by his mother, who was a literal Nazi. But he spent the last two years being someone really good for my cousin."

"Your cousin? Who has a deteriorating mental health? That cousin? And your mother is still dead. How does any of this exonerate him?"

"It doesn't. But it's in the past. Leave it."

The champagne glasses and bottles nearby started rattling as Hope not more riled up.

"I suffered through how much torture because I stole a knife, and Vampire Captain America has a hand in the death of your-"

"Landon," Hope said, backing away from him as Lizzie started to rush over. "Stop."

Lizzie grabbed Hope's shoulder, saying, "Come with me." She stared at Landon and said, "You. Stay here. Do nothing."

Lilah rounded the corner, Landon pausing when he saw her, looking at him with hurt in her eyes.

He sighed, "Lilah, I-"

"Roman's been nothing but nice to you and Rafael since the day you guys got here," she said in a quiet voice.

"I know, I-"

"You don't get to judge him based on what his part in Hayley's death, okay?" she said, sounding more enraged. "Especially not when it was Hope's dad that killed his dad, way before Roman accidentally helped his mother, who also died that day, in the plot to kill Hayley. You weren't there, you don't get to make statements like that. You missed the part where Greta told him that they weren't going to kill Hayley or Hope, just suppress their werewolf gene. Roman was told no one would die."

With that, she stormed away. She passed Rafael on the way, who moved to the side for the angry girl, looking at his foster brother for answers.

"We have reasons not to like Vampire Captain America, right?" Landon asked him.

"Well..." Rafael started, his voice high-pitched. "Not saying I don't like the dude... but I liked him a lot better when he wasn't here."

—

Lilah got to her room to an oh-so familiar sight. Roman was laying on the bed, the bear he gave her in his hands.

"Bear and I say hi," he said, mimicking what she had did the night prior. "Why aren't you at dance practice for Miss Mystic Falls? Didn't you decide you were going to do this, like, forever ago?"

She let out a small relieved laugh, closing the door and walking inside. The nostalgia behind how much this felt like the old days panged her heart.

"My escort left town, and I wasn't even sure he'd be back," she replied, staring at him. He chuckled at the statement.

"Fair."

"Hm," she said contently.

"Got a text for Dr. Saltzman, they think there's a new monster on campus," he said as she sat down on the bed next to him, but not with him. "It can turn people into stone."

"Medusa's here?" laughed Lilah. "Ah-mazing, with the day I am having."

"What happened now?" he asked, sitting up.

She shook her head as a way of saying she didn't want to talk about it, and she got a little closer to him. She brushed his hair out of his eyes, smiling.

"You need a haircut," she stated, and he chuckled.

"I got some work I gotta do, just wanted to see you for a bit. I'm only here for the day," he said, moving to get off the bed.

She felt sad. It was nice, a bit refreshing, having him home. She hadn't realized how much he needed him until he left, and now that he was back, she was starting to feel the same feelings she had when they first met. Back when the world was a little less complicated, back when she was Lilah Desmarais.

—

"So, this has got to be weird for you," Landon said, trailing behind Roman. "Lot of emotions coming up, been a while since you've seen Lilah."

"I thought we were supposed to be looking for the boulder bandit," Roman replied.

"Yeah, about that," Landon called, stopping.

Roman sighed, turning around to look at the boy.

"Are you sure I'm not looking at him?" the phoenix questioned.

Roman scoffed, and to indulge Landon, he said, "Uh, yeah. Yeah, you solved the case, Sherlock." He walked towards Landon as he spoke. "I'm gonna turn the entire school to stone, steal a horse from the stable, and Lilah and I are gonna ride off into the sunset."

Landon shifted his weight between his two legs uncomfortably, knowing how crazy he must sound.

"Stop beating around the bush. Ask me what you really want to know. You and I actually know each other, Landon," Roman said.

When Landon just looked at him with a guilty expression, Roman asked the question himself.

"Do I still have feelings for Lilah?" he asked, and Landon still just merely looked at him. "Yes, of course I do, and I always will, but she and I aren't together right now for a reason, and I have to respect that she has her own things going on. And I don't even get why this is something you care about this much, you're with Hope."

"It's not for me," Landon said.

"Is it for Raf?" Roman asked, a question he was also beating around the bush about, and Landon's silence was a confirmation. He nodded, and turned to leave. "Yeah, I thought so."

—

Lilah, Roman, and Lizzie stood together at the bottom of the stairs as the debutantes were presented by Dana's mom.

Penelope escorted Josie down, and they looked beautiful. Almost happy, until Josie fell, and Penelope's smile faded.

"What're you gonna do when I'm not here to fight for you anymore?" Penelope asked her.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Josie asked.

Penelope looked like she'd have had enough. "You want to know? Read the letter."

Penelope glared at Lizzie before leaving.

At the stop of the staircase came Hope, but Landon left her at the top. The dress she was wearing was familiar, but Lilah couldn't pinpoint it. But my God, was her cousin stunning.

"Ba-Roman," Lilah said, grabbing onto him. "I need you to get up there, as unnoticed as you can. I don't see Landon anywhere."

"I got it," Roman said.

"That's my Vampire Captain America," she smiled.

When Roman got to the top, Hope was on the verge of tears mumbling about how she couldn't do the pageant. She was about to run out, too, when Roman grabbed onto her arms.

"Just five more minutes," he said. "Get through this, and it'll all be over."

As the dances started, Lizzie and Roman smiled.

"I should've picked you," Lizzie said to Lilah. "Seeing you two dancing there would've been nice."

"I thought you thought he was evil?" Lilah asked, remembering the times she let her inside voice slip out.

"He did some evil things. He was never evil for you."

"Why didn't you choose me?"

"Because I know the verge of a mental breakdown when I see one. You were at a point worse than Hope, though she seems to be decreasing and fast. I didn't want to stress either of you out and risk a meltdown," she said.

"You doing okay?" Roman asked Hope as they danced.

"Fine," Hope said with gritted teeth. "Let's just get through this like you said."

Josie came inside, Lilah and Lizzie turning their attention to her. Lizzie should've chosen her sister.

"They're about to announce the winners, where have you been?" Lizzie asked her twin, totally unaware of the distraught state her sister was in.

"I was reading the note Penelope gave me. She's leaving the school."

"Oh yeah, I knew that," Lizzie said, sounding happy.

Lilah wanted to pinch her, punch her, something, anything.

"I overheard Dad talking to her parents," Lizzie informed her.

"And you didn't think to tell me?" asked Josie.

"The devil's exorcising herself from our lives. That's good news. Why are you acting all annoyed."

Josie shook her head. "I can't believe this. She's been telling me all along, but I could never heard it. You never consider anybody's feelings but your own."

"Fuck," mumbled Lilah, but she didn't get involved. It wasn't her conversation.

"What? That isn't fair," Lizzie said.

"Isn't it? It's bad enough that you didn't think I'd want to enter, but not a single part of you thought that I could even win."

Their arguing got Hope's attention, and she sent Lilah a look as they both watched the twins.

"Jo, I'm not a mind reader, okay?" Lizzie brushed it off. "If you wanted to win—"

"Of course I wanted to win!" she said. "But the second you dropped out, you gifted your entire plan to Hope."

"Because of science!"

"Lizzie, listen to yourself. Science? What about your sister's feelings?"

"What are they fighting about?" Hope asked Roman, knowing he could use his vampire hearing to find out.

"Who knows? It's always something with those girls."

"I know you can hear them. Tell me."

"Do you know how good it would feel to actually be competing? In Mom's dress?" she asked, looking at Hope. They both looked at her. "Did you even consider how Hope would feel wearing it?"

"She looks fantastic. She should be amazing," Lizzie said.

That was when Lilah put it together. It was Caroline's, the one Klaus gave her. The one Caroline told her about.

"Will she still feel amazing when she learns where it came from?" Josie asked.

"It's silly. Sibling rivalry stuff," Roman told Hope, not wanting to disturb her inner peace more than it already was. "About the dress you're wearing."

"What about it?" Hope asked.

"What do you mean, where it came from?" Lizzie asked. "It was a gift from some guy who used to crush on Mom."

"From Klaus Mikaelson, Lizzie. Hope's dad," Josie said, walking away.

Sadness overtook Lizzies's face when she realized how bad she messed up this time, trying to make everything perfect. Roman looked at Lilah, unsure if he should tell her. A tear fell from Lilah's face, and she wiped it away, nodding for him to tell her.

"Your father gave it to her."

Tears formed in her cousin's eyes, and Lilah could feel her pain from her spot.

"My dad chose this dress?"

Roman nodded, "Apparently."

She started hyperventilating.

"Are you okay?" he asked her.

The winners were about to be announced, so everyone stopped dancing. The minute she separated from Roman, she started to sob softly.

The spotlight hit her, and she was named the winner. Lizzie and Lilah looked up to see things rattling. Hope was having a meltdown. Lizzie ran, engulfing Hope in her arms.

"Congratulations!" she said out loud for everyone else to hear. In her ear, she whispered, "It's okay. Just let it out. The real way. The way you've needed to all along."

The minute Lizzie took over, Roman looked around for Lilah. A tear had escaped her face, and he made his way over to her. He wrapped her in his arms, his arms around her shoulders as he pulled her into his chest. He placed a kiss on her forehead—out of habit—and rubbed her back.

"My Mikaelson girls," he whispered into her hair. "The strongest girls I'll ever meet."

—

In the Mikaelson dormroom, Lizzie helped the girls get un-ready, if that was even a thing. Seeing them getting along was a new sight for Lilah.

"I need to go find Landon," Hope said with a shakey voice.

"Just give him a minute to breathe," Lizzie advised her, taking the dress Hope handed to her so she could put it back into its box. "Boys need some space before they come crawling back."

Hope sat on her bed.

"I thought I could keep it all together, the way Lilah does. I've worked so hard to move on from all the things that have happened to me in my life. But everyone was right," she said, and Lilah looked down.

Keep it all together, the way Lilah does.

Lizzie stopped attending to the dress to sit across from Hope and give her her full attention.

"Everyone's been right. I needed to, like, let it all out. How did you know what to say? How'd you know what to do?"

Lizzie said, "It's just what Josie's done for me a thousand times. She's really mad at me, guys. I don't think I've ever seen her so angry."

Quietly, Hope said, "Landon's pretty mad at me, too."

"Then let's make a deal," Lizzie said. "You help me get Josie back, and I'll help you get Landon."

Lizzie held her pinky finger up for a promise, and Hope accepted it.

CHAPTER THIRTY

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ofcamerasflashing · 3 years ago

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jaynedits // default. I use a LOT of their colorings on different things and normally can’t tell you exactly what coloring it is

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Asiphon’s base coloring that they shared in my discord server

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Favorite characters / ships in no order. *•.¸♡ means that I have / will rp them.

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Lizzie Saltzman. *•.¸♡

Landon Kirby.

Jennifer Jareau. *•.¸♡

Handon, Hosie, Hizzie, Haya, Hafael. Steroline,

I’m a RP’er so given the right storyline? Context? I could ship other things.

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alltid-og-for-evig · 5 years ago

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tagged by @captstjohn <3

Icon: A mashup of two promo pics, one of Lizzie and one of Hope because I discovered that their features matched up pretty well in those photos so they looked like two halves of a whole

My content: The Vampire Diaries, The Originals, and Legacies (because I like having a whole dedicated blog for the fandoms that I’m actively participating in)

Letter colour: Light blue

URL: Alltid (always) og (and) for evig (forever) because I like the Norwegian language and I love the originals + the phrase and the Mikaelson’s are from Norway (:

Header: a pic of the Salvatore logo on the gates because my URL was already Originals based and I wanted an element of Legacies as well (I hadn’t figured out what I wanted my icon to be yet)

My blog title: “The simple intimacy of the near touch” that beautiful quote from tvd because I needed an element of Vampire Diaries to round everything out and I love the quote. It’s about the yearning babyyy!!!

Tagging: @any1gottamap @tayleece @obsessedwithvampires

#scribblings #tag game #yay now people will know that my url is the originals #this was fun!

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maddieladner1999 · 5 years ago

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Top supernatural shows

Here’s a list of all my supernatural favorite shows and I’ll even tell you (where to watch them.) By supernatural I mean anything in the area of vampires, werewolves, witches, demons, etc. I’m not putting them in order cause I’d have to think of them first to do that so they’ll be in order that I think of them.

Teen wolf. (Amazon prime) Scott McCall is turned into a werewolf one night and after which his whole life changes. The show features all kinds of supernatural beings besides just werewolves such as banshees and kitsunes.

Supernatural. (Netflix) Sam and Dean go on a cross country trip to find their father and hunt the demon that killed their mother when they were young. They find what their looking for but their journey of hunting never ends. Supernatural beings include demons, angels, shapeshifters, vampires, and so much more

The vampire diaries. (Netflix). Elena Gilbert finds herself in a town of vampires after the death of her parents and turns out to be a doppelgänger to one as well. Supernatural beings include vampires, werewolves, doppelgängers, witches, travelers, and more.

The originals. (Netflix). A spin-off of the above mentioned show, the originals follows the mikaelson family as they try to win back their town of new Orleans, Louisiana and fight off their enemies and protect something they never thought could happen: the birth of a child. Supernatural beings include werewolves, vampires, hybrids, a tribrid, witches, and more.

Legacies. (Netflix) The tribrid child of klaus mikaelson, Hope is a teenager that goes to a school for the supernatural along with twins Josie and Lizzie (Alaric’s daughters from the vampire diaries). The school introduces us to more characters and supernatural beings that no one thought existed.

The chilling adventures of Sabrina. (Netflix) Based on the Archie comics, Sabrina spellman is a witch who worships the dark lord along with her family and coven. After pledging herself to him she finds out he isn’t who she thought. She also struggles to balance her witch and human lives.

Stranger things. (Netflix). If you don’t know what this show is about you don’t have a Netflix.

Buffy the vampire slayer. (Hulu) Buffy summers has been deemed the slayer, aka the one who has to kill the vampires. After moving to sunny dale, she finds out the town is on a hellmouth which makes it an energy surge for vampires to find. The show is literally an pop culture icon and Buffy is a feminist icon.

The order. (Netflix). Jack goes to college at a university that has a secret society. The society is also the last known place to see his father. Supernatural beings include witches, werewolves and more.

#supernatural #tv shows

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rpicondump · 4 years ago

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naturesloopholed-a · 6 years ago

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Introduction

welcome to my private, selective hope mikaelson from the originals and legacies.

Mun

mun is 20 years old (6/21 birthday). jennifer. eastern timezone.

Contact

discord is a very good option to contact me. You can ask for my discord information or skip to the discord section of the rules

ims are generally for people that I roleplay with but I will not rp in the ims feature.

ask box is also a good way to contact me if the other two options don’t work

Tagging

triggers are tagged with the trigger first and then tw. abuse, for example, is abuse tw.

all interactions are tagged with my interaction tag, a tag for how for the kind of thread it is (one para, novella, one-liner, etc), the verse, your url.

I do not comment in the tags as it makes me really anxious but I read all of your comments in the tags.

please tag all your mentions of overdose and drugs. my uncle passed away from drugs and ever since then, I have a habit of crying and becoming a mess when I see things about it when I am already on edge. my therapist says it sounds like a trigger for me.

if I do anything with someone one that mentions drugs or overdose, I will be doing it will someone that I can talk with and they know that replies can take a while. the drug that makes me a crying mess the most is heroin. weed is a different story and if you character is a smoker of weed that is okay to mention in replies.

Face Claim

danielle rose russell is teenage/young adult hope

alexandra daddario is alt adult hope

elena saltine is Hope’s adult fc

Sophie Turner is Hope’s alt fc

summer fontana is child hope

Exclusives

I do have exclusives and mains. you can find them on mains and exclusives

Smut

I am an adult in all countries meaning it is legal for me to smut.

I will not do anything with minors in this area. sorry, not about that life. do not lie about your age

I have not done a lot of smutting so I am new to it (just a heads up).

NSFW (Other than Smut)

other not safe for work content is likely to be on this blog. hope’s backstory is traumatic. her parents are dead (in canon), she watched her mother be tortured, she has thoughts of suicide ((i will talk to you before i put anything like this in our threads as this is highly triggering)). she has ptsd, anxiety, and struggles to control her magic and isn’t afraid of the darkness inside of her

blood, killing, murder, all of the things that generally are in supernatural are present. hope is a tribrid of three different creatures (vampire, werewolf, witch)

Memes

you can send memes in to start a relationship off with hope if that is easier. please try not to send in romantic ones though without at least talking to me first.

if you want to continue the ask meme reply of mine please move it to another clean text post or I will not reply.

Canon Divergent

there are some things that I will not be following in canon. I will let everyone know what that is.

hope has an abilities page that I made up with my own headcanons and tidbits and I will not shy away from them.

nonplayable characters that I make up are really for me to enhance the story of hope mikaelson. she has had teachers, friends, family all that make an impact on her and if one is mentioned that isn’t from the show(s) it is likely a nonplayable character in that nonplayable character tag.

Non-playable characters

do you see a character mentioned in my blog that you like and would want to make as an oc? need help with it? come and ask me about playing them and I will likely say yes. these characters are my babies, made to enhance my version of hope but if you do make one, I will not say you can’t interact with other hope’s as well just note that part of the character is mine in terms of the idea of them etc.

any questions on nonplayable characters? just ask! want to hear more about them? see if they are open for you to nab as an awesome oc? my ask box is open always for that

Hate

any and all hate will likely be deleted unless I have something sassy to say. most of the time though you will just be blocked right on the spot and that will be the end of that. I am not here to spread a hateful environment, never have sent anything hateful and believe that it is a pointless thing to do.

I will not vague blog about someone on this blog, this is something that so many have anxiety over.

Ask Box

at any time I post something you don’t understand, you are free to message me. you can ask questions on or off anon. (do not send hate as mentioned above).

Personal Blogs

drabble requests? questions on something? requests on gif sets for hope? feel free to send them in!

do not reblog my threads with other people!

stealing my headcanons or reblogging them will get you blocked. it makes me uncomfortable.

do not reblog my ooc posts!

Duplicates

anyone that loves hope like I do and makes a muse for it? I will support you. we can do twin threads, talk about hope, share headcanons, and more.

Queue

my queue is something I use often when it comes to hope’s blog. a lot of my replies go straight to my queue! if you are unsure where your reply is, just ask me! don’t badger me though to reply or post straight away

Connections

I am really open to original characters and things that have a connection to hope so feel free to bring me all your amazing ocs without shame. have a bio page though or at least some stats as that is something I look for.

Following

have a rules page, an about page! rules are a big one for me as I want to read over things and be comfortable knowing when I am crossing a line

a clean tagging system. need help creating one? just ask me!

if I see our character’s interacting

Unfollowing

lots of negativity, hateful messages sent to people, ship bashing are all things that will get you unfollowed.

if we haven’t interacted or talked at least once in the first like three months that I followed you, I will unfollow

inactive blogs (for three months) without a hiatus notice. if you come back, feel free to message me and I will refollow you.

if you constantly are changing your muse (as in once every two weeks) and show no steady sign of keeping to a character. this does not count on multis as that is a different story. I want to build relationships with characters.

Shipping

shipping with me is based on chemistry. we can have a trial run though if anything.

I ship hope with landon, josie, lizzie, rafael so far in legacies.

Replies

I can be slow as a turtle at times. a lot of my time is spent rewriting things as I do not always like how it was written when I first did it.

things tend to go on into the queue as I have mentioned before or straight into my drafts for me to write a thousand times.

I don’t really do fancy formatting. small text, some italic for thoughts, some bolding sometimes, and an icon that I made is generally how things work. if you are looking for hope icons, send me an ask over here and I will lead you to where they are.

double small text will be resized if I notice it so that others can read it on my blog. nothing against your formatting but I want to be readable on font sizing.

I do use a generator for the first line of text that isn’t mobile friendly but if you need me to change it because you are unable to read the text for your threads, just let me know. 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖!

Discord

Username / id on discord is thingsmissed#4353

I do rp on discord as well and have a room set up with my tumblr url. You can enter the room and I will give us a few channels that only you and I can see. Want to enter the server to rp there? Click here!

Extra

I love to get to know my rp partner’s. I do find it easier to write with them if I talk to them even just a little.

#LONG POST TW #long post for ts #long post #** Because sometimes a dash view of things is easier than looking at it through your themed blog ❪Dash Only View❫.

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