#~the house was awake with shadows and monster the hallways they echoed and groaned; hayley marshall-kenner

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Closed Starter - @alphakenner

She hadn't given up hope that he too had returned, searching endlessly for him day in and day out over the last year but to no avail. Aside from Hope, he was the only thing that could have made all of this more bearable, readjusting to life again, attending extravagant events in gowns that she'd sooner light on fire than ever have to wear again. She's found herself a spot upstairs, leaning against the banister as she silently people watched, scanning the crowd just in case and then her frame stiffens, brows creasing as a familiar scent reaches her and she pushes herself off her elbows, digits now gripping the railing and brows creasing as she looks to the side. Hands slowly slip from the banister as her frame turns to face the male, gripping at the material of her gown as a bewildered look crosses her features and her heart almost stops beating within her chest. "Jackson," was all she could manage to get out, one step forward taken almost afraid that she was merely seeing things. "Please tell me you're real. I'm not just imagining things, right?"

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@alphakenner

THE GOOD PLACE 4.13 | Whenever You're Ready

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Open Starter - @darkskiesrpgstarters

She was running out of hope. The hope that they'd find their daughter, that she'd be okay and they'd all get a second chance at being a family- together. The shifting of the ground beneath their feet, the crimson skies, it all pointed to something bad. And then suddenly Mystic Falls and New Orleans had collided and they were seemingly pulled from their time and dropped nearly 30 years into the past. Lockwood manor was the last place that she wanted to be and yet here she was, anything for one last chance at finding her daughter. She kept to the background, downing a glass of whiskey as she scanned the crowd in desperation for any sign of the tribrid before her frame is colliding with another and she's releasing a heavy sigh, gaze falling on the person opposite her. "Are you alright," Hayley questions. "Sorry, I'm trying to find my daughter, wasn't really paying attention to where I was going."

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Open Starter - @darkskiesrpgstarters

"Don't tell me you've never watched The Witcher," Hayley groans, roll of her eyes given as she shifts in her spot at the bar, digits toying with the glass on the bar counter before her. "Or read the books? Oh come on, even I have and that says a lot. It's a classic, so damn good."

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Open Starter - @darkskiesrpgstarters

It had taken no time at all to fight her way through the triad agents, far to accustomed to their sorry attempts at a fight even in the future. It was futile on their end, coming between a mother and her children and not only did she have Hope to protect but now she also had Eve and she'd be damned if she allowed these pricks to do any harm to either of her girls. A single hand dives deep into the chest cavity of the closest Triad agent, quickly ripping the heart from his chest and watching as his body drops to the floor before her attention is turned to the next, formerly jade irises now glowing golden as a low growl ripped through her chest, vibrating against the walls as fists fly and a kick to the abdomen is given, sending the triad agent flying backwards. "You've messed with the wrong family," Hayley growls. "Again. Don't you people ever fucking learn?!"

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@fragmcntedsouls

“My parents left me! Yours turned their backs on you! Look at us now, Klaus! She deserves something better than what we had, and all I have ever wanted for her is something better!

Fight back! Fight back!”

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Closed Starter - @davinaxclaire

"I wish we were seeing each other under different circumstances," Hayley whispers as she stops beside the brunette, leaning in closer to her. She didn't need her mask to be off to know who she was, she could feel that familiar aura that was Davina Claire far too well. "But it is good to see you, Davina," she grins.

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Closed Starter - @strawberryxmagic (Hope)

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

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Closed Starter - @vilisisms (Eve)

She had wasted no time in making her way to her youngest daughter's location, once making sure Jackson was okay and leaving him to go find his cousin and make sure she was okay. The screams around them were nauseating, frame turning quickly in search of the young Kenner frantically before finally she spots her and a Triad member slowly stalking towards her and she's quick to move forward, placing herself between them as she caught the hunter's wrist. "Not my daughter, you bitch," Hayley warns in a low growl, hand plummeting into the chest and once more ripping the heart from another hunter's chest, dropping it instantly to turn towards her daughter, digits quick to find Eve's features and brushing dark locks from her face. "Are you okay," the she-wolf questions quickly. "You're not hurt are you?"

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@alphakenner

hayley + holding jackson's face

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Open Starter - @exitiumstarters

Fists pounded against the rough bag in the gym, low growls vibrating against her chest with each hit before eventually she landed a final punch, sending the bag flying across the room and denting the cement wall. Every thing about the announcement at the ball had enraged her, putting rules in place that prevented her people from enjoying themselves, feigned peace that was nothing more than a load of garbage and Klaus's words, this is our city, ringing on repeat within her mind. Trust him, believe in him, have faith but how could she when the OEA had done more harm to her family, to her pack than she was willing to just sit with. It wasn't their city, not in the slightest. A heavy huff fled her lips as another approached, glancing over her shoulder at the other instinct to fight being forced down as digits clench tightly into her palms. "I'll pay for the damages," Hayley growls lightly. "If you'd just kindly fuck off, that'd be real nice though."

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♡ ― Mikaelson ball attire: task 002 ― ♡

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Closed Starter - @tribridoutoftime

"Hey sweet girl, how are you feeling?"

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@fragmcntedsouls

GINNY & GEORGIA (2021-present)

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Closed Starter - @hybridnik

"So we trust him? Your supposed half-brother? Cause you know I've got your back and if you need me to deal with this guy, I will."

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Closed Starter - @hybridnik

"Those pesky assholes just don't learn do they," Hayley remarks as her gaze snaps to the male from where she sat in the compound. "How many of their heads must we tear off them for them to get the picture?"