#kind | davina claire

[cerase11a]

I am in love with her.

[eg515]

love Davina with all my heart, but maaaaaaaaybe if you bring back an extremely murderous thousand-year-old vampire-eating vampire-hunting vampire from the dead and fuck him over by basically putting a magical leash on him, maybe don't show him the very simple bracelet on your very breakable, very human wrist that maintains said leash, while detailing what that bracelet does exactly and how it works. like, I get it, plot reasons, the audience needs to know, etc., but come on, darling. at least like, idk, put some extra magical protection on that bracelet. or an extra magical boundary on the room/building you're keeping him in.

[spcckystcries-a]

@davinaes liked for a starter!

"my parents are probably going to kill me. my aunts are probably going to kill me. actually ... there's no probably about it, they definitely will." melinda lets out a deep sigh as she looks to the other. "how do we always end up in some kind of trouble every time we're together? maybe i should stop hanging out with you ..." she hears the sound of something coming from around the corner and instinctively grabs onto davina and pulls her behind the building, keeping them hidden from view.

[thequeenofneverland1]

Kol Mikaelson////Bound by Love

Anonymous request: Can I a request a story Kol Mikaelson falling in love with Davina’s little sister and Davina and Marcel not approving of the relationship when they find out that Y/n and Kol ore dating both Davina and Marcel warns Kol and his family to stay away from Y/n but obviously he doesn’t so something leads that Marcel kicks out Y/n you can choose how to end it and thank you :)

Warnings: Betrayal and manipulation by family members, Banishment and exile from a community, Emotional distress and sadness, Family conflict and confrontation,Jealousy and tension between siblings, Betrayal and consequences of actions, Loss of trust and break of relationships, Emotional manipulation and pleading for help, Family members being escorted out of a community, Consequences of betrayal and actions, Tension and conflict between family members, Abandonment and rejection by loved ones

the Mystical town of New Orleans, Kol Mikaelson found himself falling head over the younger sister of Davina Claire. You were kind-hearted and spirited, causing him to fall in love with your infectious laughter and unwavering loyalty.

But when Davina and Marcel Gerard discovered the budding relationship between Kol and you, they were less than pleased. They believed Kol to be a troublemaker, prone to chaos and destruction, and they did not want you to be caught up in his web.

"You know Kol's history, Davina," Marcel warned, his voice filled with concern. "He may claim to love your sister now, but how long before he shows his true colors?"

Davina nodded solemnly, her face clouded with worry. "I don't want her to get hurt, Marcel. We have to do something before it's too late."

Kol entered the room as he waited for you, only to hear Marcel and Davina talking about him. "We need to put a stop to this. Kol can't be trusted."

"You're right. Y/n deserves better than to get involved with a Mikaelson." She tells him.

With a solemn attitude, Kol emerged from behind the door. "I was unable to resist listening in on your talk. I know you're worried, but I'm not going to avoid Y/n. I'm not going to allow anyone to stop me from loving her."

Marcel exchanged a look of surprise with Davina. “You have no idea what you're getting yourself into.”

"Maybe not, but I'm willing to take that risk for Y/n and for our love." Kol states

"How can we be certain that you're not merely taking advantage of her?” He asked, “ We all know how highly your family values power, and she is a powerful witch."

"I can promise you that my feelings for Y/n are sincere, but I do understand your concern. However Her power doesn't pique my attention. I love her just the way she is." Kol states again.

Not believing him, Davina shakes her head. “Additionally, who's to say you won't turn on her when the time is right? Betrayal is ingrained in the Mikaelson family's heritage."

"I know my family has done some terrible things, but I'm not my family. I'm my own person, and I've changed. I want to be someone that Y/n can rely on." Saying this, Kol hopes that they will believe him.

"Words are cheap." Marcel says and Davina nods in agreement

You entered the room, a confused look on your face, you noticed that they got quiet "What's going on? Why does it feel like I walked in on something?"

Marcel and Davina exchanged a glance, unsure of what to say. “Well?”

Kol approaches you while wearing an unhappy face "They were just telling me to stay away from you, Y/n. They think I'm using you for your power."

Your expression turned to anger as you turned to your sister and Marcel. "How dare you? Kol loves me, and I love him. And you have no right to interfere in our relationship."

“Y/n, we’re just trying to protect you.” She tells you.

"I'm not in need of your defense.” You respond, "I need you guys to trust me to make my own decisions and to respect my choices."

You turned over to Kol, "I'm sorry that they're putting you through this. I believe you, Kol. And I trust that your feelings for me are genuine."

"Thank you, darling," Kol grinned. “For me, that is very important. They won't be able to separate us, but I swear to do everything in my power to earn their trust."

“Y/n, we're only thinking about what's best for you. Is it really that wrong that we were cautious about a Mikaelson?" Without attempting to enrage you, Marcel tells you

"No, I can't blame you. But I can ask you to give Kol a chance. He's not his family, and he deserves to be judged on his own merits." You let him know that you understood that his only concern was for your protection

“Okay, all right. However, he will be held accountable to us if he harms you." Your sister gives you a warm smile.

You gave her a smile in return, "fair enough. However, I feel that's not a concern for us."

Kol grinned at you and took your hand, giving it a comforting squeeze before you both left.

"I still don't trust him, Davina," Marcel tells her as they watch Kol and you leave. “He is a Mikaelson, and they are infamous for their deception."

She folded her arms. "Yes, Marcel, I am aware. However, Y/n seems to sincerely love him, and we are powerless to stop her from loving him.”

"I know that but I just don't want her to get hurt. And if Kol does anything to hurt her, I swear I'll make him regret it." He declares

"I feel the same way, Marcel. But for now, we need to give them some space. My sister is a smart woman, and I'm sure she'll make the right decision." She informs him.

"I hope you're right, Davina.” he adds, trying to hide his worries about you. “Because if Kol crosses us, he'll have hell to pay."

“I believe he is aware of it. If he's intelligent, he'll go above and beyond to convince us of his worth." She chuckles as she shakes her head at how theatrical he is being.

Klaus entered the room with a smirk on his face as Marcel and Davina were wrapping up their talk. "Ah, Davina, Marcel. You two were talking about my brother and your beloved sister, and I couldn't help but listen."

"Klaus, what do you want?" Marcel expresses his obvious displeasure that Klaus entered the home without authorization.

Klaus smirks. “Oh stop, I'm just stopping over to say congrats. It appears that my brother has gained Y/n's affection. And he's really in love with her, I have to admit."

"Klaus, you and your siblings don't have our trust." Your sister gives him a furious stare.

He rolls his eyes. “Yes, I'm well aware. But you might be surprised by what Kol is capable of when he puts his mind to it. He may be a Mikaelson, but he's also his own person. But Rather than that, you guys can trust us."

"Klaus, all your family has done is bring suffering and devastation. What makes any of you worthy of our trust?” Marcel declared he didn't give a damn whether he enraged Klaus or not

Klaus narrows his eyes as he walks over to him. "Careful, Marcel. You may be powerful, but don't forget who holds the cards here."

Refusing to back down, He tells Klaus, "I'm not afraid of you, Klaus, You'll have to deal with all of us if your brother harms Y/n”

"Ah, such loyalty.” Klaus began laughing. “But be warned, Marcel. I won't hesitate to protect my family, even from you. And if Kol loves Y/n as much as you claim, I'm sure he won't hesitate either."

“We'll do whatever it takes to protect Y/n, Klaus. Even from you and your brother."

"Very well, then. Let the games begin." He declares.

"We mean it, Klaus. Keep your family away from Y/n. We won't tolerate any interference from the Mikaelsons." Your sister warns him.

"Davina, you really need to get better at picking your battles. You're in no position to make demands of me or my family." He tries to go in front of your sister while telling your sister, but Marcel moves in front of her. “We're not afraid of you, Klaus. And we'll do whatever it takes to protect Y/n."

"Very well, Marcel. But don't forget, I have eyes and ears everywhere. And if I catch wind of any harm coming to my brother or Y/n, there will be consequences."

She shook her head. "We're not the ones you need to worry about, Klaus. It's your family's reputation that precedes you."

"And besides, I doubt Y/n would appreciate you speaking for her, Marcel. She's a strong, independent young woman who can make her own choices. And if she's chosen to be with my brother, it's because she sees something in him that you clearly cannot."

Marcel lashes out, saying, "Klaus, you think you know everything. But take note. you will suffer consequences if your family hurts Y/n."

Klaus chuckles once more. "Oh, Marcel, I've made my share of payments. And if it means defending my loved ones and myself, I'll be happy to repay them. I have to take care of some more pressing affairs, so please excuse me."

“Naturally, by arranging with your brother to take advantage of her and make her go insane.” Your sister yells at him.

"Become insane? Oh, please. Given Y/n's strength as a witch, why would we ever wish to hurt her? She's significant to me and the rest of my siblings because she's important to my brother." He informs both of them.

Marcel chuckles, obviously not buying it. "Klaus, you've hurt a lot of people who were significant to other people in the past. What makes us think you would treat Y/n any differently?”

She gives Marcel a nod of approval "We won't take any chances when it comes to Y/n's safety. She must not be around you and your family, or else there will be consequences .”

His eyebrows shot up. "Davina, is that a threat? If that's the case, I advise you to carefully consider what you say next. You don't want my family and I to become your enemies. Or maybe my brother and my family aren't the source of your issue at all. Maybe you're simply jealous that Kol chose Y/n instead of you. Seeing your younger sister with the man you desire for yourself must be difficult."

"How dare you!" she yells at him, furious. “You have no idea who I am or what I'm into."

He grinned, "I guess I know more than you think. You're not as adept at controlling your emotions as you believe you are. Additionally, if I were you, I would exercise caution when making enemies of people who are able to see right through you."

"Enough, Klaus. You've made your point. Now leave us alone." Marcel leads him to the door

"Davina, there's one more thing. It's fortunate that my brother picked Y/n over you. You're not worthy of him or any member of my family. On the other hand, let's simply say that your sister is everything and you're not." He conveys to her

"Leave!" she fiercely gestures toward the door.

He laughs. "As you wish. But keep in mind that I'll stop at nothing to keep Y/n and my brother safe. My brother loves Y/n. Therefore, don't cross my family or me. The outcomes won't be to your liking."Before leaving, he issues the warning.

“That arrogant, self-righteous, son of a..."she furiously tries to say but she gets stopped by Marce placing a hand on her shoulder. "Davina, calm down. He's not worth it."

"How can I calm down after everything he just said?" she asks, staring at him foolishly.” He essentially threatened me and called me worthless."

"I know, but getting worked up about it won't help. We need to focus on protecting Y/n, not on getting revenge on Klaus."

"But he can't just get away with saying those things!"

"I promise you, Davina. He'll have his desserts. However, let's keep Y/n secure from him and his family for the time being." He smiles and comforts her, "But for now, I'm going to go talk to Rebekah, and hopefully she can help us."

Rebekah nods in agreement with Klaus's statement. “I regret to inform you that my brother is correct in two particular regards. Even though Davina won't acknowledge it, she does feel something for Kol. Marcel, let's be honest. Y/n is more attractive and intelligent than Davina could ever be. It makes sense that Kol choose her over her sister."

Marcel is furious that his beloved agrees with her brother, "Rebekah, that's not fair.Davina has gone through a lot."

She shrugs her shoulders."everyone has. she’s not the only one. But whose fault is that? Davina made her own choices, just like Y/n has. And if she's jealous of her sister, well, that's her problem, not mine."

He sighs. "I don't know what to do, Rebekah. I want to protect Y/n, but I don't want to drive her away."

She rolls her eyes. "Then maybe you should stop listening to Davina and start listening to your heart. Sometimes the best way to protect someone is to give them the space they need to make their own mistakes."

Rebekah knocks on Klaus's door "Hey, big brother. Mind if I come in?"

Klaus smiles "Ah, sister. To what do I owe this honor?"

She sat down on the bed. “Marcel was here and we were talking. And you were right. Davina is jealous of Y/n."

He nods "Of course she is. Davina's always been a bit of a wild card. And Y/n... well, let's just say she's a rare gem, even by Mikaelson standards."

She smiles at the thought of you. "I know. She's smart, beautiful, and completely fearless. It's no wonder Kol fell for her."

"Indeed. And if Marcel and Davina aren't careful, they're going to push her right into our brother’s arms. Not that I'm complaining, of course."

"I know.”

He expresses concern to his sister "Maybe we ought to monitor Y/n more closely. I wouldn't rule out Davina making a stupid attempt."

"You're right," she nods. “It's not like Davina is known for her self control. However, caution will be required. We want Y/n to not feel as though we are suffocating her.”

“I concur. We'll need to keep our distance. However, not even Davina will be allowed to jeopardize my brother's happiness." He informs his sister of the consequences.

She smiles at her brother, "You really have taken a shine to Y/n, haven't you, brother?"

He shrugs his shoulders with a smile."What can I say? She's a remarkable young woman. And she makes Kol happy. That's enough for me."

"What? Davina is envious of Y/n? That's unbelievable.” Kol says, quite unexpectedly.

"Brother, believe it. And we must exercise caution. I refuse to allow Davina or anybody else to jeopardize Y/n's security." He informs him.

Kol declares emphatically, "Brother, neither will I. I'll stop at nothing to keep Y/n safe, even if it means putting my life in danger."

"It's so sweet to see you so smitten, Kol," Rebekah says with a smile. “But maintain your vigilance. Davina is erratic, and we never know what she will do.”

Kol gave a nod. "Sister, I won't. I swear. I'm completely devoted to Y/n, and I won't allow anything or anyone stand in our way."

You were initially skeptical of Kol's claims, but eventually started to see the possibility of your sister's jealousy. “Davina is jealous of me? No way. She's my sister, she wouldn't do something like that."

“I know it's difficult to accept, darling. Klaus and Rebekah are sure And I'm concerned about her potential actions." Kol informs you

"I... I don't know," you scowl. “Although Davina might be erratic, I never imagined that she would feel jealous of me. particularly with a man."

He took your hand. "Listen, darling. No matter what happens, you have to know that I love you. And only you. Your sister doesn't factor into this at all."

You gave a sorrowful smile. "Regards, Kol. You do, I'm sure. I simply never imagined my own sister could be that self-centered, and I love you too."

You decided to confront your sister about her alleged "Davina, is it true? That you are jealous about me and Koi?"

"What? No, of course not! How could you even think that?" Davina asked shocked

You shrugged your shoulders "I don't know what to think, sister. But Klaus and Rebekah seem to think you are."

Your sister angrily tells you. “They're lying to you, Y/n! They're trying to turn you against me because they're afraid of how powerful we are together."

"I don't know, Davina. I just want to know the truth." You said confused

Davina pleaded to you. “The truth is that I love you, sister . And I would never do anything to hurt you. Please, don't believe what Klaus and Rebekah are saying. They're just trying to manipulate you.”

As you recalled Davina's previous attempts to make Kol jealous, you realizes that your sister's behavior aligns with Klaus and Rebekah's claims were true

Davina gazed into your eyes with tears in them. "Y/n, no. You must have faith in me. I'm not envious. You're my sister, please. Nobody knows me as you do."

You shook your head “I don't know, Davina. I want to believe you, but... (you pauses, remembering Davina's previous behavior) …”that's why you asked if I had a guy friend for you to date. You were trying to make Kol jealous, weren't you?"

She was stuttering. "No... no... I….I just wanted to get his attention.It was not intended to be meaningful.”

You cast a somber glance at her. “I adore you, sister, but Klaus and Rebekah are correct. You're envious of Kol and me. And that's unacceptable.”

"Enough, all of you! Can't you see that this is tearing Y/n and her sister apart?" Marcel tells the three of you and he turns to look at you, his face full of anger. "You know what, Y/n? I thought you were better than this. You're not family, and you never will be. Get out."

"Marcel, what are you saying?" you questioned in shock. “I can't just be kicked out!"

He angrily tells you. "I can, and I will. Davina's my family, and I won't have you causing her pain."

Kol intervenes to protect you. "Marcel, stop up! Y/n isn't to blame for this. It was Davina who started this whole thing.”

He ignores Kol and he points to the door. “I don't care, Kol. Y/n's no longer welcome here. Now leave, before I make you."

"Fine, Marcel. I'll go. But you're making a big mistake." You said leaving as Kol comforted you. “Shh darling I’m here.”

Upon arriving at the Mikaelson mansion, Kol and you are warmly welcomed by the Mikaelson family, who make it clear that you are now one of them.

Elijah greets you with a smile. "Welcome, Y/n. We're so glad you're here. Please, make yourself at home."

Klaus smiles at you as well. “Indeed, Y/n. You're family now, and we protect our own."

Rebekah hugs you. "Marcel's a fool for kicking you out. But don't worry, we'll take good care of you here Sweetie."

Kol holding your hand. “I told you, darling. You belong here with us. You're a Mikaelson now, always and forever."

You were overwhelmed. "Thank you all so much. I don't know what I would have done without you."

One year later, Kol and your love for each other has only grown stronger, and the two of you decide to tie the knot. While the absence of your sister and Marcel brings you sadness, your new family is here to support you on your special day.

The wedding ceremony is beautiful, with you looking radiant in your dress and Kol beaming with pride as he watches you walk down the aisle with his two brothers. However, as the ceremony progresses, you can't help but feel a pang of sadness as you notices the empty seats where Davina and Marcel should be

Kol noticed your sadness. “Darling, what's wrong? This is our big day. You should be happy."

You carefully wipe off your tears trying to not ruin your makeup. "I know, Kol. I'm just sad that my sister and Marcel couldn't be here. I miss them."

Klaus stepped in since he overheard you. "Don't worry, Y/n. We're your family now, and we'll always be here for you. Today is about you and Kol, and no one else."

Rebekah pulled you into a warm hug. "Don't let them ruin this day for you, sister. You deserve to be happy, and we're here to make sure you are."

Elijah smiles as he nods. "Indeed, Y/n. Today is a celebration of your love for Kol, and our love for you. Let's make it a day to remember."

You smiled back. "Thank you all so much. I'm so lucky to have you as my family."

Kol takes your hand. “darling like I told you. You're a Mikaelson. And that means you're never alone."

As the ceremony continues, your sadness gradually fades, replaced by the joy and love of your family. Together, they celebrate the union of Kol and you, and the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.

Months later, you and your family are out in the city when you guys witness a surprising turn of events. Davina and Marcel, who had been absent from your life for some time, are being banished from the city. Despite the tension between them, you feel compelled to confront your ister and former friend.

You guys watched as Davina and Marcel are escorted out of the city, their belongings scattered behind them. Davina catches sight of you and tries to approach you, but the Kol and his siblings step in to protect you

Kol defensively tells her. "Stay back, Davina. You've done enough damage."

"Please, Y/n. I just want to talk to you."Davina pleaded

"It's alright, guys. I can handle this." You told them.

Klaus looks at you unsure. "Are you sure, Y/n? We don't want you to get hurt."

You nodded . "I'm sure. Davina's my sister, after all. I need to face her."

Davina reveals the reason behind their banishment, which involves Marcel's wrongdoing. "It's all Marcel's fault, Y/n. He made a deal with the enemy behind our backs, betraying our coven and putting everyone at risk. When the elders found out, they banished us both from the city."

you looked at him, shocked “Marcel, is this true?"

He defensively puts his hands up in the air. "I did what I had to do, Y/n. They were threatening to expose us to the humans. I had no choice."

You angrily yelled at him." So you sold out your own people? How could you do that, Marcel?"

Your sister pleaded to you as she got on her knees “Please, Y/n. You have to help us. We have nowhere else to go."

You let out a sigh. “I don't know, Davina. You both betrayed me. Why should I help you now?"

Davina and Marcel beg you for help, hoping that your connections with powerful people could offer them a lifeline. However, your loyalty now lies with your family, who have stood by your side when Davina and Marcel didn't.

She starts to cry, “please, Y/n. We need you. You know powerful people. You can convince them to help us."

You shook your head. "I'm sorry, sister. But I'm not going to betray them like you betrayed me. They're my family, and I won't turn my back on them."

Marcel angrily tells you. “So that's it? You're just going to leave us out here to fend for ourselves?"

You firmly back at him. "You made your choices, Marcel. And you have to live with the consequences. Good luck to both of you."

As you walk away from your sister and Marcel, Klaus can't resist a final parting shot, emphasizing the consequences of their actions. "I did warn you, didn't I? But you chose to ignore me. Now look where it's gotten you. You should have listened to me, and maybe things would have turned out differently."

Davina scowling. "Shut up, Klaus. This is all your fault."

Klaus laughs. “Oh, please. You're the ones who dug your own graves. Don't blame me for your own stupidity."

Rebekah turned over to Kol. "Come on, get Y/n out of here. She doesn't need to see any more of this."

Kol nods at his sister."You're right.” And he takes your hand. “Let's go, darling.”

As Kol and you walk away from the confrontation with Davina and Marcel, Kol decides to lighten the mood by revealing a surprise for you.

He grinned at you. "Hey, darling . I know that was a tough situation, but I've got something that might cheer you up.”

You asked curiously. "Oh? And what might that be?"

He teases. you. “Well, you'll just have to wait and see. But I promise it'll be worth it."

You smiled. “You're such a tease, Kol Mikaelson. But I'm intrigued. What's this surprise?"

He laughs. "Patience, Y/n Mikaelson. All will be revealed in due time."

As Kol and you continued walking, you can't help but smile at Kol's playfulness, grateful for his ability to lift your pirits even in difficult times.

Kol leads you to your surprise, keeping your yes covered until the two of you arrive at the destination. When he finally reveals the surprise, it's a beautiful house that he has acquired for him and you. Kol explains his reasoning behind the gesture, which elicits a laugh from you.

You laughed at him. “Oh, Kol. You really think the interruptions will stop just because we have our own house?"

He nods with a smile. "A man can dream, can't he? But seriously, I want us to have our own space, where we can be alone together whenever we want."

You smiled. "That sounds wonderful, Kol. Thank you."

Kol and you shared a kiss. "Anything for you, my darling. Now, shall we go inside and explore our new home?"

Together, Kol and you enter the house, excited to begin this new chapter of yours and his lives together

As Kol and you are about to enjoy the new home alone, Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah unexpectedly show up, much to Kol's chagrin. They continue their playful teasing, indicating that the interruptions might not be over just yet.

Klaus walks in with a smirk on his face. "Hey guys, we brought pizza!"

With Rebekah and Elijah following Klaus. "And wine, of course. Can't forget the wine."

Kol groans. "Really, guys? You're gonna do this here, too?"

Rebekah laughs with Klaus and Elijah. "Yup!"

You smiled. "Well, as long as there's pizza and wine, I'm not complaining."

The five of you all settle in to enjoy the meal together, relishing in the family bond and the lighthearted moments that you and your family share

[tofics]

Out Of This World

Chapter 4

Masterlist

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x fem!Reader x Dean Winchester

Summary: You and the Mikaelsons are fighting a powerful witch that’s trying to take over New Orleans. The only solution: banishment to another universe. However, the spell goes… wrong, and it’s not the witch that ends up in another universe, but you. - At the same time, over a thousand miles away in a bunker in Lebanon, Kansas, an alarm goes off: a rift has opened up. The Winchesters and their angel partners in crime decide to investigate. What will they find when they get to New Orleans?

Word count: 4127 words

Warnings: Little bit of a panic attack, some cursing.

Previously: The dark blonde haired man in the car in front of you was beginning to look impatient, and you couldn't blame him. He'd paid for your coffee, and now here you were, stumbling around your words. Then again, you couldn't be sure you'd heard them right when you'd come out of the diner. You took a deep breath before you spoke. "Uh... did you say anything about a rift?"

Davina Claire had sworn that she would bring Kol Mikaelson back from the dead. As his family, the Mikaelsons had promised their support in her efforts - despite his tamper and, as a result, his frequent daggerings, he was their brother after all and they preferred to know him daggered in a coffin, ready to be brought back at any time, rather than as dead as he was now. One condition was temporary, the other permanent. Davina Claire intended to change that.

Rebekah had stayed true to her word and the two of them had spent hours browsing the various antique books that rested in Kol's lair or were part of Cami's heritage. That was, until Athea launched her first attacks on the Mikaelson clan. Soon, she became their sole focus. And Davina understood. It's hard to fight two battles at once, so she kept at the studies on her own. However, when some of her own friends fell victim to one of Athea's attacks, she reluctantly joined the Mikaelson's fight. Davina was not the kind of person to stand by and watch her friends die, even if it meant that Kol had to wait. It was her who found a hint about a spell that could transport a being to another universe. She delivered the breakthrough for what ultimately became their final strategy against Athea.

As part of this strategy, she had agreed to stay back and protect the compound as a 'just-in-case' precaution. Athea had tricked them time and time again, and even though they were sure that this time, they would finally get rid of her, they still had to play their cards right. So Davina stayed back and put a protection spell over the compound while the attack team ventured out to carry out their final plan. As an extra-precaution, she didn't stay at the compound herself, but had locked herself in Kol's 'playhouse' where she finally resumed her studies.

It was time to bring her boyfriend back from the dead.

Or it would be, if she finally found a way. So far, she was no closer to her goal than she'd been in the months and weeks before. Davina was glad to hear the door open and see the two Mikaelson sisters entering. Help had arrived.

"I see you brought reinforcements," she smiled, but her smile quickly faded when she noticed the tension in the duo's faces. "What happened?"

"I can't believe she found a way to redirect the spell." Davina slowly sunk on the stool behind her. You and her had never been the best of friends. While you had no issues with each other, you had never truly warmed up to Kol. It didn't run as deep as animosity, but it would have been a stretch to call you and Kol 'friends'. The status between you and the youngest Mikaelson brother had transferred to you and Davina, who couldn't help but feel a twinge of resentment towards you: loving one Mikaelson brother and even accepting Klaus' behavior, only to turn your nose up at Kol's past mistakes; it didn't sit right with her. But even so, she would have never wished for anything bad to happen to you. The fact that Athea had managed to send you to another universe - you didn't deserve it. "How did she do it?"

Freya placed a small sack containing a black powder on the table in front of her. "I think she used this. Y/N was choking on it when we got there. It's dried fruit of the tree of life. Supposedly you can use it for a multitude of ways in just one spell," she explained as Davina examined the fine particles.

"Like choking someone and then sending someone to an alternate universe," Rebekah sourly added. Freya nodded.

"I think the choking was just for show, a distraction from her real plan, which was to redirect the spell and mark Y/N as the true target. The choking was probably just a decoy."

"Fruit of the tree of life. I've never heard of it before." The young witch rubbed the black substance between her fingers and watched as it coated her fingertips like coal dust, glittering and shimmering in the light that emanated from the ceiling.

"That's because it was believed to be extinct. Not even Daliah knew of a plant that still grew these. This is seriously old magic. About as old as it gets."

Davina could tell that Freya was right. There was a sort of power, a kind she had never felt before, that softly radiated from the powdered substance. Fruit from the tree of life.

Tree of life.

Tree of... life.

The idea struck her like lightning.

"We could use this for Kol!" Davina jumped from the stool and hastily walked over to her notes that were strewn across another table. "If we channel the power from the fruit-"

She was cut off mid-sentence by Freya. "It won't work."

The interruption stunned the young witch. She momentarily froze, papers in one hand, the other still tarnished from the magical substance. Then came the anger. All her grief, all her desperation surged through her in a hot wave.

"And why the hell not!" she exploded. The lights briefly flickered in the room and her notes flew off the table.

"Because! What little bit of powder I could gather in that alley is not nearly enough to do what you propose! To redirect a spell and to to resurrect someone from the dead - they're two entirely different undertakings with vastly different resource requirements!" Freya was seemingly growing agitated by Davina's attitude, but the younger witch did not care.

"Okay, so we find more!"

Freya laughed at that. "Oh, right, because that'll be a walk in the park. This very well could have been the last fruit in existence. It's supposed to be extinct, if you remember," she snapped back. Tension built in the room as the two witches stared at each other, palpable in the air as their magic flowed out of them, fueled by their emotions.

"Alright now, let's just calm down for a moment!" Rebekah stepped between the two women, arms raised in the air. "Don't you see? This is exactly what Athea wanted. She's dead, for Christ's sake, and we're still at each other's throats!" She looked from one witch to the other. Both were still staring each other down, although the palpable tension had eased up a bit. Neither of them objected, so Rebekah turned to Davina.

"I swore to you that I would help you bring Kol back and I stand by what I said. I would like nothing more than to know my beloved brother alive and well."

Davina crossed her arms in front of her chest. "But?"

"But." Rebekah sighed and finally let her arms drop to her side. It looked more like resignation than standing down. "Kol is dead, while our beloved Y/N is very much alive, stuck in another universe. I hate to say this, but I think my dear brother will have to fend for himself another day while we focus on finding a way to get Y/N back."

"I can't believe you. I can't believe you! You know the ancestors are constantly looking for him! Who knows what they'll do when they find him!" Tears of anger sprung in Davina's eyes. Kol had made it clear that he was anything but welcome in the ancestral plane. She was worried that they would find him and do unimaginable things to him, things that would leave his soul damaged beyond repair and unable to be brought back. How could Rebekah not see that?

"If he's managed to avoid them this long, I'm sure he'll be able to do it for a moment longer. Come on, Davina, you know Kol is too smart for his own good. He'll find a way. But we need to find a way too. We can't just leave Y/N like that." There was pleading in Rebekah's eyes, but it didn't touch Davina in the least.

"No, I suppose you can't. But you sure have no trouble leaving your brother behind." With that, she turned on her heels and stormed out of the cemetery complex.

"She said it was a witch that got her here." Dean held up his phone between himself and Cas.

"A witch?" Sam's voice came through the speaker.

"Mh-hmm," Dean nodded and eyed you through the windshield. You leaned against the hood of the car that was parked in front of the Impala, bouncing a leg and nibbling on one of your nails. "Said she saw someone casting, then one second she was there, next she was here."

"Sounds like she was in the wrong place at the wrong time," Sam mused.

"She called it a rift though." Cas shifted in his seat so that he got closer to the speaker. "Wouldn't that imply knowledge of the spell?"

Jack was quick to jump on that bandwagon. "Is she a witch?"

"I don't know, man," Dean replied as he kept on watching you. Something felt off to him about this, although he couldn't quite put a finger on it yet. For what it was worth, you did truly seem out of it. Like you were... lost. "Wouldn't she just book it out of here if she was?"

Sam agreed that he had a point. "Look, why don't you just get her here and we'll see where we go from there?"

It was as good an idea as any, and more than Dean could come up with at the moment. Still, he wasn't ready to leave just yet. Cas had been right - they should definitely sniff around a bit, even if it looked like they'd already found what they'd been looking for. "Yeah I'll get back to you on that, Sammy." He had an idea after all.

The two men hadn't been on the phone for long, and yet it still felt like an eternity had passed when the one who'd payed for your coffee finally stepped back out of the car. He walked over to you at a leisurely pace, although it seemed a bit forced, like he was approaching you in a way you would a scared animal, trying not to spook you. It didn't really ease your nerves. If anything, it put you more on edge. Regardless, you tried to keep your voice steady. "So? What's the verdict? Am I being admitted?" You were proud to hear that your voice wasn't nearly as shaky as you felt on the inside.

He gave you a quizzical look, but when he saw the somewhat sad smile on your face, he gave a dry chuckle. "Is that what you thought we were doing back there?"

You shrugged. "I wouldn't have blamed you. Talking about witches and how I'm from a different universe... Not the kind of stuff you hear every day, I guess."

Another short laugh came from the man. "Trust me, we've heard weirder stuff."

You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that, but it didn't look like he felt the need to elaborate on that.

"So." He shoved his hands into the pocket of his jacket as he shifted into a wider stance. You couldn't help but feel like he was trying to exude more authority. "You think you could find your way back to where you entered? We'd like to take a look at the scene ourselves, see if there's anything to find."

As if you could forget. Not only had you gone back there last night, drunkenly stumbling through the streets in hopes of finding anything, something that could help you feel at ease, but you'd lived in New Orleans long enough to know your way around most parts of the city. You'd found nothing, of course. And neither would they. There was nothing to be found. "What are you looking for, exactly?"

"We'll know when we find it." You could tell he was watching you closely, gauging your reaction.

"Alright," you shrugged. "I can show you. But whatever you're hoping to find, I'm telling you, it's not there. I checked myself last night."

"I'll take that chance. Come on." He cocked a head at their car and waited until you'd moved past him to follow you.

"Right in there," you said and gestured at the opening of the alleyway that was ahead of you. It had been a short, silent car ride. The car you'd ridden didn't resemble a cop car in any way, and yet it had felt very much like you were in the back of one. Or at least what you imagined it would be like. Sure, you hadn't been handcuffed and there were no bars separating you from the front seats, but there was an unspoken tension in the air that felt cold and about as comfortable as a ride to a police station would probably be.

You paused at the corner, reluctant to set a foot into the place. In your drunken state you'd tumbled around the alley no problem, but in your sober state, crossing back into where everything had just gone so horribly wrong... You had to physically force your body to move.

Your two companions were walking up and down the small alley, checking the floor, looking behind a dumpster, even running a finger across the walls here and there, although what for, you had no idea. It didn't look like they were coming up with much of anything, at least as far as you could tell. The one who'd paid for your coffee reached into his jacket and retrieved a funny looking device. It had a small antenna like old hand-held radios did back in the day and the top of it was lined with tiny colored lightbulbs. You'd never seen anything like it.

"Uhhh." You stepped a little further into the alleyway. "Umh, what's that for?"

"EMF-Meter," came the reply from behind him. You turned to the other guy, but before you could ask, he already continued. "Checks for ghost activity." He smiled at you, looking rather proud for having shared this information with you.

"Right." You'd told them a witch had brought you here. What did ghosts have to do with this? "Umh. Why?"

"Just covering all our bases." The man holding the EMF-Meter seemed satisfied with the results of his measurements and tucked it back into his pocket before he got his phone out. You saw him open the Maps app. "This checks out. It fits with the location the table picked up."

The man in the trench-coat nodded at you. "Looks like we already found what we were looking for."

Even though it seemed like a positive statement, they did not seem very happy. You felt the spotlight on you as they both regarded you for a moment, the lines growing deeper and deeper on the forehead of the man with the funny gadget. He seemed rather upset with something.

...with you?

"Umh." You shifted uncomfortably on your feet. "Something wrong?"

Silence. You felt your pulse slowly quicken. Heat rose within you and slowly filled your gut as the anxiety put your bile on a simmer.

"Dean." The man in the trench-coat gently nudged his partner, who still had his eyes locked on you. When he didn't reply, he nudged him again.

The man named Dean made a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a growl. The annoyance was carved into his face. "Come on, Cas, when has anything ever been this easy!"

Excuse him?

"Easy?!" Your core temperature was still boiling, but the underlying emotions were shifting as the uneasy fear slowly got replaced by anger. Why was he so annoyed with you, with your situation? And what about this was easy?!

"I'm sorry that my predicament is such an inconvenience to you, but I would just love to know what about this is so easy! Did I miss something? Is there an alternate universe hot-express that I can just hop on? Next stop my universe, final destination the Marvel universe?!"

"Oh, don't be ridiculous." Dean rolled his eyes, which made you all the more furious.

"Then what is it, hm?" You were almost stomping your foot like an upset toddler, but dammit, what was this guy's problem? It's not like he was stuck in a universe that wasn't his.

"I got a feeling you're not telling us the whole truth, that's what!," he snapped at you, his voice echoing back at you from the walls on each side.

You stared at him furiously. No shit you hadn't told him everything. You knew better than that. You get transported to another universe by accident and run into someone talking about a rift the next day? If he had any reason to be suspicious of you, then you had all the more reasons to be just as suspicious of him and his companion. Who were they to know what a rift is anyway? 'We came to see what came out of the rift' they'd said. Like that wasn't just as dubious as your story, if not more. And what was up with the way they'd checked this alley? What had they been looking for? They'd gone over the place looking for traces of god-knows-what in the same way a hunter would check for tracks of his prey.

Shit. The penny suddenly dropped. Hunters.

Of course, of all the people you could run into, it'd be hunters. Luck really wasn't on your side at the moment.

You weighed your options in a split-second. Take off? Probably not your best shot. You did well in a fight if you had to, but your stamina did not allow for a wild goose chase through the city, especially after the night you'd had. Yesterday's sprint had already proven that. So what else? Even if they were hunters, they were your only connection to the Supernatural you'd found within the last 24 hours. Might as well stick it out with them, at least for a little while. If you played your cards right, perhaps you could use their help until you found a way back. If things got too hairy in the meantime... well, you could still ditch them later, and in a more clever way that wouldn't require running.

"I told you," you pressed out between gritted teeth. "A witch sent me here."

"Okay, yeah, but you didn't say why? Must've had a good reason to do a big spell like that. What'd you do, eh? Piss her off?" Dean had moved a little closer towards you. Everything about his body language put you on edge - it was almost like he was getting ready to square up with you, which did not seem so unlikely after all.

"No!" You involuntarily moved a step backwards and, against every instinct, tears suddenly flooded your face. They weren't tears of fear, nor of rage. "Something went wrong! It wasn't supposed to be me!" The last words came out in a sob and you rubbed over your face angrily. It felt weak to be crying in a moment where your safety wasn't guaranteed, but you couldn't help it. Dean's hostile behavior just drove the fact home that you were entirely on your own, with no one in your corner to back you up. It frustrated you and it disgusted you that without Elijah, you were reduced to this, this blubbering, lonely and insecure version of yourself. Not only was this version of the world alien to you, you yourself felt alien.

You rubbed your sleeve over your face again to get rid of the tears, but they wouldn't stop. The man that Dean had referred to as Cas approached you and laid a hand on your shoulder. "Come on, Dean, this is pointless. Her tears seem genuine to me. Let's just go back to the bunker," he said in the deep and gruff voice you'd heard him speak in before. Then he turned to you. "I should have a handkerchief here somewhere. Hold on." He patted down his trench-coat in search for something that could stop your snot and you were grateful for his intervention. Dean, however, had not been convinced.

"Who's to say she's not a witch herself?"

You gawked at Dean. Is this guy serious? A shriek laugh slipped out of your throat before you could stop it. Me? A witch? The situation was just getting more absurd by the second.

"Something funny to you?" He took another step towards you, bringing himself into an arm's reach. His eyes had narrowed and his face was cold and hard.

"Yeah, actually," you scoffed while you made sure to stand your ground. No retreating this time. "You are. You think I'd send myself here on purpose? What a genius idea. Why don't we all just send ourselves to a place where we know fuck-all and leave everyone we love behind! Get in, losers, we're going to a different universe with no way back!" Your voice had slowly risen to a shout. And with the decibels, your anger also grew.

"Why the hell would I be coming to you for help, if I was such a powerful witch?" You'd jabbed your finger at his chest and now it was Dean who was retreating, apparently somewhat intimidated by your outburst.

"He probably thinks you're here for him."

You spun around to the man in the trench coat behind you. Unlike Dean, he didn't seem to think you were a threat. Where Dean's body language was all 'just give me a reason', nothing about this man indicated that he found you worrisome in any way. It was oddly reassuring and just the tiniest bit insulting.

"Me. Here for him," you repeated, but the words didn't make any more sense the second time around either. "Uh-huh. Why?"

"Because they usually are," the man replied ever so nonchalantly. You narrowed your eyes. Is he fucking with me?

"Are you fucking with me?"

"You were right about the Mikaelson's. They don't stay true to their word, always finding something else to invest themselves in, something that they think is more important." The bitterness in Davina's voice was unmissable, dark and sour against the sweet tone of her voice.

"I did warn you. Giving trust to a Mikaelson is the same was fetching water with a bucket full of holes: time wasted."

Davina snorted at the comparison. The woman next to her smiled, then continued. "I wish you would have believed me sooner, though I suppose you had to find out for yourself. They won't aide you in bringing back Kol Mikaelson."

"I see that now."

"Good." The other woman rose from her seat and turned to Davina once more. "You know what to do then."

Davina stayed in her seat as the retreating steps slowly faded into the background behind her. She did know what to do. It just wouldn't be so easy.

"So, the last time someone opened a rift to this world, it was from an apocalypse world where angels were fighting against humans."

"That's correct."

You leaned back into the backseat that you had all to yourself. Just like before, Dean was driving, and the man who'd introduced himself as Castiel sat in front of you in the passenger seat.

"And you're not fucking with me."

"I'm afraid I'm not," Castiel replied.

"Right." You had a hard time digesting what Castiel had told you about their past experiences with rifts. To be fair, this was your first time dealing with interdimensional traveling, but from what he'd told you, their experience was very different to yours.

"And you needed angel's grace to open it."

Again, Castiel hummed in agreement.

"Where the hell does one get angel's grace?"

"Well, we couldn't use my own, of course-"

"Whoa whoa whoa, hold up, your own?" You leaned back forward and gripped the seat's edges. Castiel awkwardly shifted in his seat so he could look at you.

"Well, yes. I am an angel. I thought that was clear."

All you could do was gawk at him. An angel. Here. In this car.

Eventually, you found your voice again. "So angels are real?"

"What, you've got witches but no angels?" Dean scoffed, like it was the most ridiculous idea that you hadn't known about angels until now.

"I mean, pretty much, yeah," you started, but then it occurred to you that you were probably dealing with hunters and maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't give too much away about what creatures you knew, or well, dated, for that matter.

Dean seemed to ponder this for a moment, then nodded to himself. "Hu. Wonder what that's like."

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A/N: I know, two chapter 4's in one day that took wayyyy longer than anticipated, but what can I say, when inspiration strikes, it strikes! :)

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plot/starter call for event 18 under the cut! i'm soft capping at three, but if we plot and discuss things i'll very likely be willing to add another one on! hit the like and i'll be in your dms to figure out vibes!

abigail bishop (0/3)

unaware of anything being wrong, abi is an assassin for hire. it's an easy way for her to get blood, one that no one will ever question because she's just doing her job and the how doesn't really matter

ahsoka tano (0/3)

ahsoka is unaware of this new event, and thinks she's been the queen's captain of the guard since arriving in washington. defend and protect is her mantra in literally every form of reality

alice tonner (0/3)

unaware that things are different here, but very much misses her gun and tech. she's still a monster hunter, trying not to go too deep into the hunt even if she's out killing dragons and hags on the regular

allana solo (1/3) rosamund du prix

a princess turned adventurer, allana believes dc has been this way since they arrived, and has taken it upon themself to live out the full fairy tale storyline, slaying dragons and saving pretty maidens

ariana dupont (1/3) sophie sheridan

she definitely practices some witchcraft, and leads a cult of hecate. she gets away with it by being the prince's bethrothed and therefore above reproach by anyone but the queen. she has no memory of modern dc, this has been her life for years now

asmodeus (2/3) klaus hargreeves, loona

a lord of a neighboring kingdom, ozzie is aware that things aren't right, but he really doesn't care all that much. everyone seems to be unhurt, and enjoying themselves for the most part, so he's going along with it

bail organa (0/3)

bail has no idea anything is up, he's living happily as his daughter's advisor and the royal astronomer. the most excitement he gets now is going on a short adventure every now and then

baxian argos (0/3)

bax believes the city has always been like this, and has become a hired sword. he definitely misses his guns, but he's just as capable with a blade, so he's managing just fine

bela dimitrescu (1/3) jennifer check

one of the local harlots, because it's fun and an easy way to get a meal. will seduce and take money from men only to eat them. will also definitely fool around with a pretty woman free of charge

bryce quinlan (1/3) mo xi

has noticed things are wrong, and is absolutely pissed. she wants her guns and night clubs back. will probably end up as a tavern wench of some kind while she tries to figure out what the fuck is going on, or take up some quests to assist people

cassie lang (0/3)

she's got no idea anything is wrong, and lives life as an adventurer and a thief, using her powers to complete quests for people that can't do them themselves. mostly a robin hood type, but could be persuaded to do something a bit more questionable

davina claire (0/3)

davina is unaware anything is wrong, and simply works as an artisan. a very simple and peaceful life with her husband, though she can't help but feel something is missing

dewey riley (1/3) samantha carpenter

dewey is a sheriff in this world, and believes it's been that way since he arrived. and he can also be found in the local tavern more often than they would care to admit. he's doing the same thing as they were in the original dc really

eleni vanserra (0/3)

eleni is another who is unaware of anything being off, she's just assumed she ended up in another world similar to prythian, and is employed as a tutor for the children of wealthy nobles

elphaba thropp (1/3) jester lavorre

swamp witch. i do not know what you expected from elphaba she arrived in another magical realm and immediately retreated as far away from society as possible. might do magic for you if you ask nicely but probably will just ask you to leave

eveline (1/3) rosemary winters

i guess i can't say she's literally the plague, right? but some people in medieval times definitely would, so she's just kind of retreated and become a bit of a bog witch, with mold creatures guarding her little cottage

feng xin (1/3) mu qing

a monster hunter who will gladly take on the most insane and powerful beasts. doesn't even really charge, he's just in it for the glory and the adrenaline rush he gets. he'll accept rewards but if you're broke that's fine

feyre archeron (1/3) mouse honrada

she's still a noble lady, unaware that she's ever been anything but a lady in this world or any other. she's basically functioning exactly the same as she would have in velaris, working to maintain peace

hazel levesque (1/3) nico di angelo

hazel is entirely unaware that things are different here, and will be doing magic and necromancy very publicly for a small fee. feel free to accuse them of witchcraft, her brother is the local priest, nothing will come of it

he chunyu (0/3)

chunyu is honestly living very similar to her canon life. she's of the belief that dc has always been this way, and continues to be a seamstress and avoid all kinds of trouble please just let her have peace

howl jenkins pendragon (3/3) calcifer, josie saltzman, martin blackwood

unaware of this current magic twisting reality, and is just living in their castle hidden in the forest. if you can find her, he'll do magic if you can pay the price and amuse him enough that it's worth her while

james witherdale (1/3) victoria sutherland

james didn't live through this time period, but he did live in a similar one, so he's going to adapt quickly despite knowing something is wrong. he's mostly doing what he always does, luring in the shadows for his next meal

jin zixuan (0/3)

zixuan is an adventurer, and is unaware that anything is wrong. he's just chilling and enjoying a pretty carefree life and i think he deserves that tbh. send him on whatever quest you want he will do it for free

jun wu (0/3)

jun wu is unaware of this city ever having been a modern one, and believes he arrived here as the prince of a foreign kingdom. he's still a manipulative weirdo, and might try to sow a bit of chaos while in foreign territory

kore sekkari (0/3)

kore is aware that things are different here, and is using that to her advantage. you'll find her in the woods claiming to be fae or a witch or whatever suits your needs to trick people into deals that will not actually come to fruition

korra (1/3) aang

completely unaware, korra thinks she's lived in this setting her entire life, and has established herself as a sword for hire. they'll be a bit picky on what jobs she takes, but they're good when they do accept

kriya dura (0/3)

kriya is unaware things have changed, and thinks she appeared here from space. she's become an assassin, and is almost as good with a bow as she once was with a blaster, but she charges a ridiculous amount of money

lan wangji (2/3) lan sizhui, luo qingyang

man is living on a quiet little farm, occasionally going out on adventures to protect the innocent from some kind of horrific monster or terrible plague. he's unaware things are different but he honestly would prefer this if he knew

liu mingyan (0/3)

mingyan is definitely also an adventurer and hired sword, and for cheap too. her real money comes from writing nsfw novels about the nobility. i hate that this is how sheev and leia smut ends up getting written

lucifer morningstar (3/3) charlie morningstar, niffty, vaggie

believes things have always been this way, and settled pretty easily into a role as the king of a nearby kingdom. he's pretty reclusive still, but will delegate tasks if necessary

lute (0/3)

lute has no idea dc was ever modern, which is alright by her. she's lived through so many time periods that going back was nothing. now she's a hired sword, hunting monsters and demons to protect the innocent

lyra ayala (1/3) abigail

aware of her real life, but believes that dc has always been like this. has made a career as a traveling bard who plays modern songs on a lute because no one recognizes all star by smash mouth in this world

lysandra ennar (0/3)

a lady from aelin's kingdom and aelin's emissary when she isn't available, lysandra is incredibly used to this. and not having any memory of modern dc, they fit right in to this scenario

manon blackbeak (0/3)

manon is a queen and warlord from a neighboring kingdom, and is somewhat here to make peace, though she isn't opposed to a bit of bloodshed if it becomes necessary. she doesn't remember modern dc at all, and likes it better that way

marinette dupain-cheng (1/3) shen qiao

marinette doesn't remember modern day dc, but is still a baker in this new world. she's also still running around as a vigilante at night, hunting down monsters and beasts under cover of darkness

melinoë (0/3)

melinoë is a princess, but one who's run away from her kingdom to be an adventurer and explorer. she's not cut out for leadership, and she knows it, so she's doing this instead. no memory of modern dc at all, just the underworld and now this

mj jones (0/3)

mj doesn't remember anything of modern dc, but she is still aware of living in modern day new york, so she's not loving this setting even after years. she's a scribe, and probably apprentices under someone

mo ran (1/3) chu wanning

mo ran owns a tavern and also cooks there most days, with no memory of the modern day. he's got really cheap alcohol and solid food because holy shit people must need it with dragons flying around everywhere

mobei-jun (0/3)

mobei-jun is a lord, and doesn't remember modern dc at all. he's truly just your typical haughty, stuck up nobleman, with a definite potential to be a bit of a warlord himself if provoked

monkey d. luffy (1/3) nami

luffy is definitely a really naive, over eager adventurer. he thinks he's been in this setting the entire time, and it never gets old seeing dragons and monsters and the like. someone keep him from dying please

nangong jingnu (0/3)

another one who remembers nothing of the modern day, jingnu is a visiting princess, one who definitely sneaks away from her guards to go and have a drink in a tavern on the down low whenever possible

nie mingjue (0/3)

mingjue is a knight and a minor lord, but honestly the knight bit is the important part. he's very much an honorable, fighting for justice and protecting the innocent white knight type, and will jump in front of dragon fire to save someone else

nyssa solo (0/3)

she's aware things are different, and she's not happy about it. first she gets shot to some primitive planet and now there's not even a semblance of technology? fuck no she's rioting.

patroclus (0/3)

patroclus is entirely unaware, and thinks this has always been his life. he's a healer for jousting tournaments and the like, and probably owns an inn to get a bit of extra money and give the idiot jousters a place to crash

qi rong (0/3)

he's very aware that things are different, and is thrilled. he's fucking with people so much. he's stolen an apothecary from some poor victim and is selling absolute garbage remedies for a laugh

renesmee cullen (1/3) heidi volturi

renesmee is a harlot, i do not make the rules. they remember nothing from modern day dc, and spends her time in taverns flirting up a storm rather than doing anything serious

rhiannon matthias (0/3)

rhi is aware that things are different here, but is simply establishing herself as a sworn sword and going with it, because this is honestly closer to their reality than anything in modern day dc, and she likes it quite a bit

ryden samos (0/3)

ryden is a woodsman, as per usual. has a little cabin in the forest and is very content with that. he doesn't remember modern dc and frankly that is fine by him, he really doesn't like that anyways.

sasha james (1/3) jonathan sims

sasha is aware that things are different here, but is honestly fascinated by the clear display of magic around her. she'll probably find some apprenticeship under a wizard to keep herself occupied until things settle

shadowheart (0/3)

shadowheart is aware things are different, and is thrilled. she hates modern technology, and would so much rather be in this kind of setting. she'll be searching for other shar worshippers, and potentially monster hunting or healing for money

sheev palpatine (0/3)

queen leia's top advisor, sheev is very aware that things are different here. he is a reluctant not so bad guy because his father is a grand duke and has his siblings back under his thumb so he has to play nice until he can kill the guy

shen qingqiu (0/3)

whoever wrote this event is a really shitty writer, honestly! he's aware of the change, but is just kind of disgusted at the lack of effort that comes with throwing european rennaisance and classic fantasy into fucking america. is studying everything though he's definitely a top tier scholar

shi wudu (1/3) he xuan

he remembers the change, and is okay with it, because this is far more his speed. he likes being worshipped as a god, and these are the people who would worship a god. someone start a cult about him it'd be funny

thanatos (0/3)

they're just the grim reaper. they have no idea dc was changed at all, they just lurk around plague victims to take them when their time comes. can give off both menacing and calming vibes to the local plague doctors

wen qing (0/3)

wen qing is unaware anything is wrong, and is a plague doctor trying to help whatever people they can, and avoid death wherever possible. if you have the plague hit her up she's got you

xaden riorson (1/3) astrid hofferson

a black knight who used to serve his queen but now roams the lands acting on his own whims, xaden believes he arrived in this setting, and is honestly alright with it. it's similar to home, and allows him to fall off the grid a bit

xiao lanhua (0/3)

xiao lanhua is absolutely living in the forest as a flower spirit, and working at sophie's flower stand. she is aware that things are different, but this is far closer to their home, and it's honestly comforting in a way they've missed

xiao qing (0/3)

a-qing is unaware of this time jump, and is operating pretty much the same way she did back home. uses her blindess for sympathy while they rob people blind and sell whatever they can

ziva desilijic tiure (0/3)

a mercenary, serving only her father, ziva is entirely unchanged. she's planning to support their father in his attempts at a coup, and serve at his side when he eventually takes the throne for himself

[occulthours]

Slightly hot take: It was hard to care about Legacies not putting in effort to maintain Hope's relationships with the Mikaelsons when The Originals didn’t put any effort into building them in the first place. Nothing in The Originals alludes to the fact that Hope was close with any of them aside from maybe Freya.

We see her facetiming Kol but we don’t know how often that happened previously and they don’t share any scenes in season 5. Their one scene in season 4 is him using her to get Davina back.

Hope and Rebekah don’t share any scenes in season 5 either. Additionally, there was nothing alluding to them keeping in contact during the time jump. Their only one-on-one scene in season 4 was when Hope was possessed by the hollow.

Hope seemed to have a decent relationship with Marcel, but again, nothing alluding to him staying in close contact with her during the time jump.

A lot of people say that Freya helped Hayley raise Hope, which I don’t understand considering Hope was at a boarding school for 9 months of the year. Yes, it’s likely that she visited Hope on occasion but Alaric probably saw Hope more than Freya or Hayley did.

People complain about Elijah not being mentioned enough in the show when Hope knew him the least out of all her extended family.

Many fans claim that Legacies erased Hope's relationships with the Mikaelsons when in actuality those relationships were only vaguely present in The Originals. None of the Mikaelson siblings spent long amounts of time with Hope so it’s hard to believe that she had these deep, meaningful relationships with them that people claim she had prior to Legacies. Most of the time they spent with her was when she was a baby, which she wouldn't be able to remember.

And that’s not to say that Legacies is innocent in this! Not in the slightest. The lack of the Mikaelson's presence in the show was definitely one of their many ways to prop H/andon as well as the found family trope with the Hope + Saltzmans. Claire, Riley, and Charles all said that they were happy to make appearances dating back to when season 1 was airing. I just think a lot of Mikaelson fans overhype Hope's relationships with the Mikaelsons, oftentimes at Hope's expense.

The Mikaelsons definitely loved Hope, but none of them truly knew her in a meaningful way outside of her being the family's redemption. I doubt any of them know her favorite color or what kind of music she likes or if she’s in any clubs at school. Their actual knowledge of Hope as a person (not a beacon of light or an extension of Klaus and Hayley) is very shallow, which sucks considering how much potential there was in each of their relationships with her.

[haylijahtilldeath]

A Hundred Lifetimes of Haylijah

On AO3 under the same username.

Book 1: A Thousand Years with You

This story is a rewrite starting from the second half of season 2 of The Vampire Diaries. Chapters alternate between present and past timelines.

Characters: Mainly Hayley Marshall and Elijah Mikaelson. Occasional appearances of : Klaus, Rebekah and Kol Mikaelson. Other the vampire diaries characters mentioned.

Relationships: This is a story dedicated to Hayley Marshall/Elijah Mikaelson. Some Caroline Forbes/Klaus Mikaelson subplot, but do not expect much out of it.

Rated M for mature content.

Summary:

They spent a thousand years together, and they were ready to spend a thousand more.

When Hayley Marshall was born, she was born as Andrea Labonair. She always thought she would be Andrea. But pain and fear drove her and her mother away from their village, away from their kind, and into the human village.

When she first set eyes on Elijah, she never thought she would spend a thousand years by his side. To stay with someone so long, to love someone so much, was inconceivable to her. But she did.

A thousand years later, their village had become the town of Mystic Falls, where a girl with mystical blood was born. Elena Gilbert was the new doppelganger, and Elijah would stop at nothing to get his siblings back, and if he cannot, avenge them.

A broken family, an eternal love and fragile friendships. The only question that was left to ask was: Who do we have to kill?

Book 2 : Vampire Empire

This story is a rewrite starting from The Originals season one, with some events set in The Vampire Diaries seasons 2, 3 and 4.

Characters: Elijah Mikaelson, Hayley Marshall, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Marcel Gerard, Davina Claire and Camille O'Connell.

Relationships: Slowburn Hayley Marshall/Elijah Mikaelson, Davina Claire/Kol Mikaelson, and even slowerburn Camille O'Connell/Klaus Mikaelson. Complicated Rebekah Mikaelson/Marcel Gerard.

Rated T for the moment, the rating will change later on and I will mention the exact chapter when it's time.

Summary:

All creatures hear the whispers. Words said in hushed tones about a powerful empire pulling the strings behind the curtains of this world. The Vampire Empire has risen in fear and blood, they say. The Vampire Empire will protect those who can't protect themselves, they say. But most importantly, the Vampire Empire doesn't break any promises it makes.

Now, New Orleans has called on Elijah Mikaelson, a hundred years after he had left it in ruins of fire because each creature wanted the city for themselves. Ancient rituals, a self-proclaimed king, and cursed werewolves were awaiting him.

The one thing he had not expected was the woman who would change his life, the lives of all the Mikaelson siblings. A lost princess of the wolves, carrying the last hope his brother Niklaus had for redemption. But most importantly, Elijah's one true and last love.

Or

Klaus being Klaus. Elijah trying to fix his broken family and to let Hayley in. Rebekah looking for love. Kol and Davina doing witchy things.

[fandomrulesall-blog]

Running Scared

There was a certain pleasure in being the monster covered in darkness. You never have to fear the unknown because you are the unknown. You're the shadow in the alleyway; you're the whispers that disappear as the light turns on.

As a human you had been terrified of the darkness, rushing home from the safety of your car to the safety of your home. Leaving the lights on until you reached the end of the hallway even though you knew logically there was nothing there. After all, there's no such thing as monsters. Are there?

Kol had swept into your life like a gentle breeze, unassuming, charming, calm. He was so smart and funny and undoubtedly interested in you. You knew he was different in the way you know when you're in danger. But how could someone so beautiful be so dangerous?

It had been late November when you met, a chill in the air giving a handsome gentleman the opportunity to give you his coat. It was sweet and you had accepted bashfully. His accent music in your ears, was that English? Maybe but it was like no modern English accent you had heard before. He spoke so eloquently, that should have been your first clue that something was amiss. But you ignored it chasing him further into a darkness you mistook for sunshine.

His family had been your second clue that he wasn't normal, they were all so beautiful, but they spoke to you as if you were a servant. You saw it as overprotective siblings or perhaps because they were so rich that a lower-class girl like you simply wasn't worth their time. But that coldness in their eyes didn't grow from money. Rebekah was so cruel to Kol; you should have minded her words a bit more carefully. He had after all cost you your life.

He sweettalked you into his world no compulsion needed, a smile and an apology the first time you saw the monster attempt to escape his skin. Dark veins and protruding fangs scared you, but sweet apologies and kisses gave you comfort. He could have anyone, and he chose you. You were so special.

He promised you a million lifetimes travelling, loving, exploring. But Kol needed excitement adventure, challenges. You were so sweet, and you loved him, and he loved that you loved him. But Kol was chasing a magic that couldn't be found in your love. He wanted a magic that had been stripped from his veins ripped out of his soul by the one person that was supposed to protect him.

Davina Claire.

She was so sweet and kind and she took him from you. It didn't matter that you waited for him, longed for him to come back from the dead. It didn't matter that you allowed his brother to turn you into one of these monsters in the hope of seeing him again. Because she had the one thing you never could.

Magic

So you became the monster in her shadows the hair raised on the back of her neck, you couldn't harm her. How could you harm the one thing that seemed to bring him happiness in his eternal darkness? So sweet Davina had earned herself her own personal monster bodyguard. You guarded her from witches, fought against Klaus, Marcel, even Kol himself. A curse meant to kill the one girl he had truly fallen for stopped by a vampire that couldn't stop loving him.

So, you weren't his muse any longer, you became his savior, his best friend. You protected him, you made connections gained strength and when the time came you hid him and Davina away.

She knew your torment, so she gave you freedom in a way that Kol was too selfish to do. She ran and allowed herself to be safe, so you didn't have to protect her any longer. You could leave with a phone number written down for her to call if you were needed.

But all you knew was Kol. All you knew was protecting him. Protecting the ones he loved. Who better to protect than his darling orphan niece? Where better to go than a school of children running scared who needed her to keep them safe.

No more running.

No more hiding.

You would teach the monsters that hid in the dark to revel in the sunshine. And if a certain headmaster there seemed to need an awful lot of protection lately, well who were you to deny yourself happiness?

[bellemorte180]

WIP Wednesday ~ 300 Miles of Good Road Sneak Peak

The English Gazette

October 3rd, 1813

My Dear Readers,

What is spontaneity? Is it really the devil sitting on your shoulder and whispering temptation in your ear? Or is it something else? The church and society would have you believe that wants and desires of any kind were horrid and blasphemous. I disagree. Spontaneity is a gift. It is the chance at happiness, reaching and taking it. 

Pushing down those desires and following the trend, always doing what you’re told leads to nothing but misery. It's a lifetime of dancing to the tune that others set but all of that can be changed simply by making a choice. Happiness isn’t found in money or status, its found in those you love and surround yourself with. 

Happiness is found in moments of spontaneity. 

My advice, dear readers, is that when you have a moment to take a leap of faith and into the unexpected, do it. Cast aside the judgements of the Ton and fall into whatever unexpected adventure awaits you. 

Sincerely, 

Lady Davina Claire 

It was late as Klaus hurried through his home, hoping to not wake Rebekah and Enzo. Part of him hoped that they were not at his townhouse at all, having retired to their own home but he was not surprised that they had come home from some event and dined without him. So, as Klaus packed his trunk, throwing all his belongings in half haphazardly, he tried to be as silent as he could. He winced each time the floorboard creaked or silently cursed when he dropped a book to the ground. 

His heart was hammering in his chest, adrenaline pumping through his veins at an hour that should have found him in his bed. He paused for a moment, peering around his bedchamber with realization that this was the last time he would be in it for some time and the next time he slept there, he wouldn’t be alone. The reality of it did not feel real, part of him was still shocked at the turn the night had taken. Noting the way his bedding was perfectly made, his maid had done it for him and wondered if Caroline would allow them to continue doing it. He imagined it would be an argument they would have.

Klaus could not wait. 

He couldn’t help but imagine her sleeping in his bed, her long blonde hair spread out among the pillows as her head rested against his chest. He couldn’t fathom the concept of them sleeping apart. She was so close now, that once he fully had her, he did not know if he could part from her, even for the night.  A thousand daydreams fluttered in his mind as he looked around the room, peering at the curtains to the paintings to the book he had resting by his morning chair. Even now, Caroline was etching herself into every fraction of his home.

Wonder what she will want to change? Or should we live somewhere else? The unknown didn’t bother him like it had merely hours prior. Months had passed without her, a bleak image of a life alone; growing old and wondering what could have been. There wouldn’t have been anyone else. Only Caroline. A world where Elijah had gotten his wish, Caroline banished from his life and society all together, was something worse than hell.

“Mother would have a fit if she saw the state of that trunk, she would have words with you.” Klaus whipped around, seeing Rebekah standing in his doorway, a silk robe wrapped around her shoulders. Her hair was down, hanging around her shoulders and in the candlelight, Klaus could see the sleep in her eyes. 

“Mother? I believe you’re confusing her with our governess. She taught us how to pack a trunk.” Klaus countered as Rebekah stepped into his room. She looked down at the trunk, bending down to pull one of his waist coasts that had been tossed in. The worry was evident on her face, making him feel guilty for his plan to slip away without a word to her or Enzo. He silently cursed himself, the struggle to be better was always far more difficult that he had realized. “It will wrinkle but I don’t mind. It's just a coat.” 

“Where are you going?”

“North.”

“You were going to go to Leeds without telling me?” There was a pitch to her tone that made Klaus wince. The weeks she had spent caring for him, ensuring that he did not fall further into the pit of depression had been living in for the majority of the season had been forgotten, as was the pain he knew he put her through. “Why? What happened? Is it Elijah-”

“No. Elijah has nothing to do with this and I said North, not Leeds. I’m not going home.” The confusion on Rebekah’s features was like an open book, it was easy to see every suspicion passing through her mind. “I saw Caroline tonight, after Stefan and Elena’s wedding.” There was a flicker of understanding but the conclusion was just out of reach. “She is coming with me. Tonight.”

“North? How far north?”

“Scotland.” Rebekah’s eyes widened and her lips parted in surprise. Words failed her but she could not look away from him. She reached for his hand and gave a squeeze before pulling him into a tight embrace. It lasted only a moment and when she pulled back, Klaus noted the smile that had overtaken her lips. “We want to leave quickly, without suspicion and get married before Elijah can get wind of anything. By the time he learns of it, it will be to late.”

“Let me wake Enzo. We’ll go with you.” Rebekah turned, moved to rush out of the room but Klaus gripped her wrist gently, spinning her back around to face him. He knew that she meant well, that it would be a privilege to have his sister there, watching him utter the vows he so desperately wanted to since the moment he laid eyes on Caroline. “Nik-”

“No. I need you and Enzo to stay here. If we all leave London at once, people will notice. No one will think twice that I left for Leeds and no one realized that Caroline had returned. I need you to remain, for a week or two at most.” He could see that Rebekah wanted to fight him, to tell him that she was coming with him whether he liked it or not; but he knew that he couldn’t risk it. “Please.”

“You’ll write to me immediately once it is done?”

“Absolutely. The second I take my vows I will pull out a quill and-” Rebekah pinched his side, causing him to laugh. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him, playfully shaking her head. “Yes. I will write to you and let you know what our plans are. I don’t know that yet. Just that we are leaving tonight. Now actually.” 

“Where is Caroline?”

“Downstairs.”

“Downstairs?!”

“We already packed her things and it wouldn’ have been-” Rebekah did not let him finish before turning around and racing out of his bedchamber. His shoulders slumped and he shook his head, feeling even more pressed to finish packing. He gathered the last remaining pieces of clothing he could shove into the trunk and shut it. Gripping the handles, he began dragging the trunk down the hall, no longer caring if he woke anyone as he was sure Enzo would know of his departure soon enough. 

Once he reached the top of the stairs, Lucian who had been waiting patiently at the bottom sprung into action, raced up the stairs to take the trunk the rest of the way. At the doorway, he could see both Rebekah and Caroline deep in conversation, the former arms were crossed while Caroline simply nodded, wearing an enduring smile on her lips.

[cerase11a]

Milan Mikaelson // Kind

[mysticdeath]

invasive question for davina: did your perception of witchcraft change after the Harvest? do you still see it the same way or has it differed since then?

curling and cloying, carrying memories she'd rather let fade — the question lingers in the air like incense smoke. davina's eyes drift downward, as if maybe the answer lay before her somewhere. etched in the fine, twisting veins of the leaves that brushed her fingers, fragile things trembling beneath her touch. a fitting display of how she often felt these days. at least since— "it used to be magic. just pure, simple magic. something that felt like sunlight on my skin. it was warm and beautiful then. fun. something i could shape and bend, that could make me feel powerful." one by one, memory by memory, shadows seemed to slip over her gaze, floating as they resurfaced like ghosts. "but the harvest …"

ON INSTINCT : her body shudders. feeling the phantom brush of that dark, ancient power that had pulsed through her veins. unlike anything she had ever felt. unlike anything she ever wanted to feel again. "it twisted everything. magic became something … hungry. something dark and bound by blood and sacrifice. i saw what it demanded. it wasn't gentle, or kind — it was relentless." without realization, her fingers brushed her throat as though she could still feel the cold press of the blade there. a sharp, glinting memory. "now? i see it as a dark bargain. everything has a price. a balance, maybe — a fragile line between power and the price it asks." she's careful, though. davina claire, still hellfire and fury wrought. she lifts her chin, gaze steady though it is haunted. a glimmer of defiance smoldering there. "but i think … maybe that's the truth of it, even if i wanted to pretend otherwise. it's still power, but it always comes with a cost. and now, i don't think i'll ever forget that."

| | | | 🩸 — anonymous invasive questions, accepting.

[bonniebird]

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You glared at Davina as you pushed against the boundary of the spell. “You could at least give me some clothes.” You grumbled.

“Why? I haven’t decided if I’m going to keep you like this or if I’m going to turn you back.” Davina answered curtly. She had the upper hand for once. There was no way that you would break her spell open and get out. You were well and truly stuck.

“So you could let me out. I’ll behave.” You said and smiled. She looked at you as if she had never once believed a word that came from your mouth and turned away.

“You were supposed to be helping me. Seeing as I broke the curse on you and let you shift with the moon. It’s the least you could do.” She reminded you. You groaned and sat on the cold stone floor of the crypt, wincing as the cold bit at your bare behind.

“If I had known this was the kind of help that you wanted I would have been more than happy to help you weeks ago.” You said and gestured to your nude body. She sighed and rolled her eyes.

“Will you focus!?” She said, clearly irritated with your lack of attention to her problem.

“I’m absolutely focused on you.” You muttered and grinned when she glanced at you.

“If you would please get your head out of the gutter.” She said while throwing a shawl at you. Draping it over your lap you gestured for her to continue. She went over the deal that you’d agreed to when she broke the spell and reminded you that she could catch you and remove it all over again.

“Now do you know the things you need to do?” She asked.

“Oh, absolutely I do. I know all of the things.” You said and stood as she got up and approached you, letting the shawl fall away. Her eyes stayed firmly fixed on your face. “The things I’m going to do to you when I get my hands on you.”

“You have no chance with me.” She said as she raised her hand and started chanting.

“We’ll see. I think you’ll come around. I’ve been told that I’m very charismatic and attractive.” You said as your body started to ache with the shift of your wolf form calling to you.

davina tags:

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[snnynaturalarch]

get to know the mun.

what's your phone wallpaper: sam and dean tied up in that one christmas episode with sassy bitch faces

last song you listened to: sounds of someday by radio company we love zaddy jensen

currenly reading: my textbooks.......

last movie: mr. and mrs. smith can you believe i've never seen it until now??

last show: sonny with a chance

what are you wearing right now?: my yellow pjs ehehehe

how tall are you?: 5'3.... sometimes 5'3 1/2 depending on what hip i'm on

piercings / tattoos?: ears pierced the basic kind cause low pain tolerance and money

glasses / contacts: none

last thing you ate?: gummy beeeaaarrss

favourite colour: sunflower yellow and emerald green

current obsession: supernatural..... are we even surprised?

do you have a crush right now?: AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA ew no

favourite fictional character: ah fuck... okay. sonny munroe, chad dylan cooper, winchester brothers, castiel, meg, crowley, rowena, charlie, lucifer, jack, cain, ruby, kate bishop, loki, yelena belova, stiles stilinski, lydia martin, klaus mikaelson, stefan salvatore, katherine pierce, caroline forbes, bonnie bennett, davina claire....... i can fucking go on.

last place you travelled: hawaii

tagged by : @sclvged twin flame <3

tagging : you cause tumblr is a bitch

[nexvsvorti]

〈 danielle rose russell  ›  non binary  ›  she/they  ›  twenty four 〉  ———  a grand welcome to the vieux carré, HOPE MIKAELSON. with a city as diverse as this, there's a new threat on almost every corner. being a TRIBRID might provide some protection but their biggest strength may come from being loyal to THE RESISTANCE. many see them as a KING which is why WHEN WE'RE YOUNG, WE'RE TAUGHT THE DISTINCTION BETWEEN A HERO AND A VILLAIN... GOOD AND EVIL. A SAVIOR AND A LOST CAUSE. BUT I'VE LEARNED THE ONLY REAL DIFFERENCE IS JUST WHO'S TELLING THE STORY seems to fit them perfectly. whispers say they're from the FUTURE. can it all be believed? just keep an eye on them and see if their true colors shine through.   /   ghost, twenty nine, they/them, est

basics.

full name: hope andrea mikaelson

alias: hope marshall

gender: agender

pronouns: they / them + she / her

date of birth: may 2nd

zodiac: taurus

species: tribrid (witch, werewolf, vampire)

occupation: mikaelson heiress; savior of the world (twice); co-leader of the resistance

birthplace: new orleans, lousianna

orientation: aroace, bisexual, biromantic + ambiamorous

languages: english, french, louisiana creole, louisiana french, latin, asl

family.

mother: hayley marshall-kenner

father: niklaus mikaelson (birth) & jackson kenner (step)

siblings: marcel gerard (adoptive)

education: salvatore boarding school & mikaelson family

hometown: new orleans, louisiana

current location: mystic falls, va

other relatives: freya mikaelson, finn mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, kol mikaelson, rebekah mikaelson, henrik mikaelson, dahlia, ester, mikael, ansel, keelin malraux, davina claire

connections: josie saltzman, lizzie saltzman, landon kirby, kaleb hawkins, wade rivers, cleo sowande, milton greasley, jed tien, ethan machado, rafael waithe, chris halliwell, wyatt halliwell, rory anson

mental.

weakness: ptsd, depression, severe abandonment issues

phobias: mild thanatophobia, loss of personal autonomy, mild claustrophobia, being abandoned, letting people down because she wasn't good enough

moral alignment: chaotic good & chaotic neutral ; neutral evil with no humanity

element: fire

positive: independent, resilient, intelligent, dauntless, observant, loyal, selfless

negative: stubborn, sarcastic, possessive, tempered, moody, mild superiority complex, aloof, secretive, unwilling to ask for help

physique.

face claim: danielle rose russell

eye color: blue

hair color: auburn / red

hair type/style: long, curly. varies in styles but always out of their face. carries a hair tie on their wrist at all times to tie up if needed.

height: 5' 1"

dominant hand: ambidextrous

tattoos: n/a

piercings: ears

marks: crescent birthmark on her right shoulder

style: relaxed and edgy; most notable items always seen: hayley’s stone necklace, the mikaelson family crest, and a wishbone necklace.

read here for powers, weaknesses, and lore about the tribrid.

notes.

hope has one tattoo on the back of her neck. it's rarely seen, as the tribrid doesn't often wear their hair up off their neck. it's two sets of initials: K.M. and H.M. for klaus and hayley. hope had gotten these shortly after their deaths, before returning to mystic falls.

hope’s VAMPIRE / HYBRID TEETH are a little different than the normal tvdu vampire. most of her front teeth (apart from the incisors) become longer and pointed, giving her a more deadly and lethal bite. this is also to help her consume as much blood as possible in one bite by opening more points in the flesh of who she drinks from.

hope is 5'1 FLAT FOOTED but she appears taller because of always wearing heels of some kind. this makes them seem taller than they really are, usually anywhere around 5'5 depending on the shoe.

with no god arc / spear, hope instead shipped the only existing red oak stake to josie.

current timeline / active plots.

anyone in the past (2012) would be introduced to hope as hope marshall; just to keep the issue of a new mikaelson in new orleans off the list of problems.

additionally, she would keep the tribrid part a secret. to other wolves she will present as just a werewolf. to any vampire or witch, she will be a witch-vampire hybrid.

one of her first decisions when coming to the 2012 timeline, hope immediately went to the bayou and broke the curse on the crescent pack. selective in the truth, hope convinced them to trust her based on the birthmark on her shoulder.

there is a small sect within the resistance that hope has become a defacto leader for. this wasn't an intentional thing but when it became clear that chris halliwell wasn't willing to do the necessary things, sometimes the gruesome and horrible things, hope started to take on these tasks. a few people followed in her footsteps and began looking to her for guidance & support. these members of the resistance agree that peace won't be possible with just talking and negotiations, that there will be a war and it's best to be prepared.

when coming back to the past, hope refused to leave anyone behind and with the help of lizzie and josie, freed rafael & his parents from the prison world. in order to save rafael, as he was still dying from the necromancer's influence, she offers him blood to turn him into a hybrid.

sireline & sirebond status.

lizzie saltzman - sirebond unbroken

aria mikaelson - sirebond unbroken

rafael waithe - sirebond unbroken

[starnightlover]

Hey can u say some female characters from movies or shows you've watched who have great sc with these qualities

Kind, polite but sassy at times , beautiful ,everyone cares for her and loves to be with her , everyone treats her well , gorgeous body , fun to be with etc some qualities like this

I was thinking of some fun ways to manifest sc and many posts have the idea of some fictional characters so I thought it would be a cool idea.

Sure!!

Blair Waldorf

Spencer Hastings

Caroline Forbes

Lizzie Saltzman

Davina Claire

Max Mayfield

Phoebe Halliwell

Paige Matthews

Jackie Burkhart

Donna Pinciotti

Buffy Summers

Hermione Granger