look the innocent flower

a flower is made of beauty and dirt. this is the way in which her heart and soul are made too. prudence johanna halliwell ;; twenty one ;; cupid witch hybrid ;; plant lover ;; philosophy student ;; youtuber var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5336146"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=anthomaniac&e2=anthomaniacs&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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h. mitchell jr

his lips pressed together and a smile tugged at his lips. “honestly… i don’t know all the details. just that she’s back, she’s alive and it’s… its insane.” he grimaced. “thats not what im nervous about. not exactly.” he trusted their family, and though parties were nerve wrecking they currently weren’t why he was scared. “we’re all here tonight. what if something uses it as an excuse to attack us? i mean… a ton of things want us all dead pj–pruedence.”he was quick to correct, a smalll grimace on his face.

her lips pulled into a grin, very excited at the possibility that her aunt was here. she always got on with her aunt paige, she was extremely close to her and it was exciting to know that she was back. “oh my god. i need to find her, we need to find her, henry. why are we still here?” her words rushed out, almost falling over each other as she about bounced on the spot. “we’ll be fine. i know we can handle whatever comes our way as a family. we’ll be okay if anything happens. don’t worry, you can still call me pj if you want.”

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k. mikaelson

“your cousin?” now that was an interesting piece of infomation. family… was important. he wondered how much wyatt had of it, and if they could be used as leverage if he and the twiced blessed child had… problems. that was a curious way to look at magic, interesting. “and here i thought magic came from the earth. balance of nature and all that.” he mused. “i don’t actually. i’m fairly positive 3/4s of the people here don’t know your cousin.”

“yes, my cousin.” she was confused and scared, not sure if this was exactly a safe place to be suddenly. this man could be someone opposed to what wyatt had done, someone that wanted to hurt him and that could result in her being hurt instead. he clearly knew something about magic, that much was clear by his reply. “you clearly know about magic.” her tone was filled with curiosity and her words were hesitant, knowing she could beam at any moment. “no, most won’t know him. why are you here then?”

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l. blake

❝AND HOW MANY PEOPLE WILL GET HURT OR DIE BEFORE WE GET THERE?❞ Laura felt like a war could not ever result in VICTORY - because everyone would pay the price. Kill or be killed. Betray or get betrayed. Break a heart or have yours broken. Was stepping out of the shadows worth it? Her emerald green eyes wandered to the girl’s face and she gave her a very faint smile. ❝I would like to believe that. I don’t know Wyatt well enough to claim that he is or isn’t… but he is making it hard to share your point of view.❞ The next words made her sigh and she shook her head. ❝It is different. Some people will want to turn. It can turn into a full blown mess.❞

❝Thank you.❞ It was sweet of her to say that, but she was already occupied with PJ’s question. ❝It’s kind of COMPLICATED. I… was born to a witch and an angel. I’m not allowed to exist, so they made a deal with a demon. He made them come here.❞ Among other things, of course ; right up until the day they failed to complete a task and lost their lives. ❝The things that happened after that are even more complicated, but… I never managed to leave. It’s the only home I’ve ever known.❞

“wyatt wouldn’t let that many people die, he’d try and stop it. our whole family wouldn’t let anyone die if it can be help. we’ll stop it if anything like that were to happen.” her words were laced with honesty, knowing that her family really wouldn’t let anything happen to those that couldn’t protect themselves, to the innocents. prudence knew that they would protect everyone and do whatever it takes to make them happy. “he’s never made it easy for people to read him, i guess.” that was something about her cousin she could say but he always protected his family. “i’m sure people won’t get turned, not by the smart ones.” 

pj did really like the name, that wasn’t a lie. it was a curious thing to want to know exactly why someone’s family moved. the answer wasn’t one that the cupid witch expected, her eyes wide with curiosity. “that’s not what i expected. why didn’t you ever move away from here? what kept you living here in mystic falls?” that was what she wanted to know, if it were her and she was forced to move, she wouldn’t want to live here forever.

[cryptidfuckery]

Women hot, ABBA good

[dfgossip]

PJ seems to be quite devoted to Wyatt. What are your thoughts on that?

No, I’m completely thoughtless.

Sorry, I’m in a snarky mood. 

Anyhow yes, that is something I have noticed. Though you should note she prefers being called Prudence. Look at our girl all mature. But let’s get back to the matter at hand, hm? The truth is she does seem quite devoted to him. She has a lot of faith in him and I’m just hoping that faith isn’t misplaced. I’d hate to see him break her heart by making the wrong decision. Though, now I’m wondering just how far the wrong decision would have to be. How far would Pruedence follow him? Would she forsake the rest of her family for him if it came to that? It’s quite an interesting dilemma. I can't wait to see what happens next.

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h mitchell jr

he always liked pj–well, she preferred pruedence now. it was hard to remind himself of that, in his mind he always saw her as pj. his goofy but awesome older cousin. her words left him breathless, at the thought of his mom he hadn’t seen in far too long. his mom, who everything thought was dead until apparently she wasn’t. “i um, i heard from chris that she’s alive. ehre. somewhere. in mystic falls. my mom.” which each word his excitement grew. he gave a sheepish chuckle. “i’m trying to just… very nervous.”

there was so much happening at the party that she didn’t blame henry for being a little on edge, a few of them were on edge. it was hard to be in such a public setting with so many people knowing about them, it meant that anything could happen, any of them might be in danger. “what do you mean your mom is here? how can aunt paige be here?” prudence couldn’t help but sound confused, concerned at exactly what had happened to make her aunt come back. “you don’t have to be nervous. this is from our cousin, it’s family that’s here.”

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p. halliwell

Phoebe needed a moment to herself. She had opened herself up to the entire room and nearly collapsed at the overwhelming emotions coming from everyone. So she headed upstairs with the intent of getting some rest. She only paused when she noticed lights coming from one of the rooms. Peeking inside she noticed her daughter and smiled softly. Leaning against the doorway she was content with just watching as PJ enjoyed the lights. When she was noticed she gave a slight shrug. “Dont worry about it. Your in no trouble.”

things were tense with witches and the mortals, she wasn’t sure if it was a smart move to be using her magic so out in the open right now. prudence certainly wasn’t too sure if her mother would be condoning what she was doing right now or if she was about to get into trouble. “are you sure?” her question was filled with worry and a little bit of curiosity. she had yet to speak to her parents, especially her mother, on what they thought of everything going on. she knew exactly what chris thought but she wondered if everyone else in the family held the same stance towards wyatt right now, pj wondered if her mom would think her stupid with how much she was supporting her cousin.

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p. mitchell

paige had been trying to find a place to cool off, to have some fresh air and just be alone and away from the party. it was nice to see everyone, don’t get her wrong… but after a year in the underworld she wasn’t ready to be this social and the brave facade she wore for them all was going thin. heels in hand she walked around the corner, figuring her nephew wouldn’t mind if she found a place to hideout during his party for a while and that was when she saw one of her nieces. this was the firs time seeing pj since paige was presumed dead, it made her smile at how much the girl had grown in a year and what her powers were doing. “don’t stop on my account, honey.” 

the sight of the woman in front of her had confused, unsure how to react exactly. she hadn’t seen her aunt in a year, in fact, she had slowly been dealing with the grief and idea that she would never see her aunt paige again and to see her there completely stunned her. a part of her wasn’t sure that it wasn’t a glamour, that it wasn’t her aunt actually in front of her. “aunt paige?” her words were shaky, quiet but they felt heavy in the air around her and she got ready to defend herself, to prepare to fight in case it was an enemy of their family. “is that you?” it was easy to spot how terrified pj was, how she wasn’t too sure on what to do, if she was to call for her parents or cousins.

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w. halliwell

He’d always admired his cousins magic. There was something extraordinary about it. About ALL magic, Wyatt thought. But he loved the way that PJ was able to do something like this. How she could create such beauty, from nothing but her own mind. The sight was mesmerising. “Prudence,” Wyatt beamed, stepping into the quieter room. The door spelled shut behind him, closing the cousins off to the rest of the party. “Hey, don’t be nervous. It’s just me.” Just Wyatt. He didn’t think many of the guests would think that being shut in a room with him would be JUST anything. The thought made the corners of his lips twitch, almost MISCHIEVOUSLY. “Don’t stop on my account.” he said, acknowledging the absence of her lights. As if in encouragement, the whitelighter-witch created an orb of the same hue she’d been watching before her magic had faded away and tossed it gently towards her, as if handing her something back. Wanting to encourage. To give her back her control. 

noticing it was wyatt made her feel better but she still wasn’t sure what he would think of her doing magic at his party, if he was going to be completely okay with her stealing a room to essentially mess around in. “i know but i wasn’t sure if.” the young halliwell let her words come to a slow stop, unsure how to answer. right now, things were tense with everyone when it came to wyatt but prudence was more than certain that he knew she’d support him completely, that he would have to cross a line before she turned her back on him. everyone knew how far the witch would go for her family. a smile graced her features as he tossed an orb into the air, her own colours starting to fly around the room again. “the palace is beautiful.” she commented, eyes following all the different colours in the room. “it’s really nice and i hope my room is equally as pretty.” the last part was a joke, a playful glint in her eyes to let him know.

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l. saltzman

   now the blonde couldn’t help but laugh a bit at that, looking at the girl that was speaking, maybe thinking out loud or whatever but she was able to listen. “yet, that’s always the keyword.” she now with a small smile, taking a sip from her drink, the keyword that people should use, at the moment everything should be okay, that witch hasn’t done anything but who knows what will happen eventually.

she held so much faith in her cousin, had belief that no one in her family could cause harm, not on purpose. pj always believed that everyone that held halliwell blood in them was inherently good, they couldn’t be anything but good. “he won’t do anything wrong, i’m sure of it.” her words were filled with confidence and a certainty that most wouldn’t be able to have when it came to wyatt. “he’s a great witch and person.”

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amara

she felt breathless, sick. and the words ‘what happened’ only increased such a feeling. it was a reminder that, in this moment, all the panic and fear she felt was over nothing. just a potential something, something that had yet to happen. so, taking a shaky breath in, she spoke, “its silly, honestly. i’m just… i’ve never been to something like this before.” im scared.

the cupid witch hybrid wasn’t sure what had happened but she was certain that if anything severe had happened that wyatt would be aware of it. there couldn’t be any real danger inside the palace, he wouldn’t let all these people get hurt under his roof, surely there was a protection spell in place. “that’s okay. i can stay with you until you’re feeling comfortable and safe.” prudence offered, unsure if she would appreciate the company.

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c. halliwell

«MAYBE THAT’S WHY YOU CAME HERE - I’m NOT here to show him my support.» And Chris knew that he was not the only one. Melinda felt the same way about the situation ; For now, anyway. Their older brother had always been able to wrap people around his little finger and it would not surprise him if he attempted to convince their little sister to join him. «He is not doing the right thing. This has to stop.» Before he got hurt. Before he hurt thousands of innocent people. «Henry will get better.» Especially now that Paige was back. The boy needed his family, that was all. «Because Wyatt did not just open the door to the other side. He opened it to heaven and hell - anyone can return now. ANYTHING can come back.» How could anyone think that it was okay?

“why are you here? chris, he isn’t trying to do the wrong thing, i’m sure he’s not.” her voice was filled with desperation, this need to believe that wyatt wasn’t a bad person, that he wanted to do good and just show the world that they weren’t bad creatures, they were all good people. most of them were all good people. “he most be wanting to do the right thing, he’s not bad.” she was refusing to believe any different, refusing to believe he cousin wasn’t a good person. “why would he do that? surely he didn’t do that on purpose. he didn’t do it on purpose, did he? he just wanted to save people. chris, he just wants to help people, right?” pj needed her big cousin to tell her it’d be okay, that wyatt wasn’t bad.

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n. mikaelson

he had to restrain laughter at her words, obviously she had no idea who he was. briefly, he considered playing the scared human. he hadn’t been able to do that–well, ever. it’d be an interesting role to play. “i’m just a bit confused, you see.” he spoke, attempting his hardest to play dumb. “the party is outside… and your magic was so awesome.” now he was pushing the envelope, he knew it. using the word ‘awesome’ though was unfitting on his tongue, even if it was the current slang. “isn’t this party about sharing all that? showing them that magic could be beautiful? like yours just was?” he challenged, wondering if that actually had been the point he read somewhere or it was just his mind making things up. 

while the people of mystic falls may know all about what they are, who they are, some still aren’t okay with their existence and right now, she was terrified that the man in front of her might be one of the people who hate her. “that’s my cousin’s intent, yeah.” pj agreed but it didn’t mean that she was willing to spend time with so many people in a room and show them exactly what she could do. her mom had told her stories of her life and prudence had learnt that it wasn’t smart of declare everything you could do when you didn’t know everyone’s stance on who you were exactly. “thank you for calling it beautiful but my magic is my own, it’s not for everyone else to enjoy or see unless i want them to.” there was something in the air that felt off, that made her feel like something wasn’t right with the man in front of her. “who are you exactly? do you know my cousin?”

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l. blake

❝AND YOU BELIEVE THAT WE SERIOUSLY WON’T HAVE TO HIDE ANYMORE?❞ It was a perfect illusion. Laura loved her magic, she loved her angelic powers. She would have enjoyed using them out in the open, but she had been more cautious than ever before, since Wyatt exposed them all. ❝I don’t think your cousin is a bad person.❞ Not necessarily, anyway. ❝But I don’t think the humans are going to accept it, like it’s nothing.❞ It felt like it was only a matter of time before hunters would try to handle this mess — and it would not be pretty.

❝That’s very nice.❞ The redhead smiled. ❝I think my name was just a random pick.❞ She was not even supposed to exist, to begin with. ❝Hm. I don’t even REMEMBER home. I moved here when I was three.❞ And the life that she used to have, in another town, with parents… It felt like an entirely different life. Mystic Falls was home now - and Stefan the only person she would ever consider a parent.

“i think that it’ll take time like everything but i believe we won’t have to one day.” every revolution started with not being accepted but slowly over time it would happen. there were plenty of moments in history where things had changed for the best and they all took time, they all took a little bit of a fight before they were won. “he’s not, honestly, wyatt isn’t a bad person.” that was what pj wanted everyone to know and maybe laura would leave this conversation believing it. “they’ve had to do it with a lot of things, this is no different.” there were plenty of things humanity had to accept before they became okay. 

“it’s a pretty name. you should be more proud of it.” every name was pretty, it suited the person and laura’s was no different, she should appreciate it more. “what made your family move here?” prudence couldn’t picture someone waking up and just deciding to move here, especially for no reason. while it was a very scenic town, it was a bit too quiet for pj.

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c. halliwell

«LET’S HOPE SO.» Hope. That was one thing he was already running out of, but that did not mean that Chris would give up. He would never give up on Wyatt, even if that meant that he would be forced to do the unimaginable. «It is. I can’t even believe I came here.» Parties weren’t his thing, not anymore. It seemed so PRETENTIOUS in the middle of a crisis. «Yeah, he does.» Henry had been crying his eyes out the last time he saw him, but alright was better than terrible. «Well… I hate to drop the bomb like that, but I guess you should know. Paige is here. She is back.» As far as Chris was concerned, the same thing could not be said about Prue, but who knew. It did not seem like Wyatt had any intention to close the doors to the other dimensions.

hope was exactly what prudence had when it came to good things happening, to helping her family. there was never a sign of doubt until the worst happened, then she would lose it but until that moment, the young cupid witch hybrid would cling to hope. she would cling on to the hope of being able to save everyone. “we came to show our support to wyatt.” that was the reason all their family was here, they were all here to show him that he wasn’t alone. they all just needed to show him that they believed he was good, at least, that’s what pj believed. “i don’t know how to help him.” prudence admitted, hoping that chris maybe had the answer. “what do you mean she’s back? how could she be back?” confusion was written all over her face and her thoughts were racing, trying to understand exactly how her aunt was back.

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amara‌

she felt it, in her chest, her heart ever beating like a hammer. the fear and anxiety coursing through her veins, hayley had mentioned this and amara had not had any idea it was this terrible. she felt like she was shaking–was she shaking? unsteadily, she pushed herself up from the ground, wavering in every step. she hesitated to answer the other girl’s question with anything but a lie, people should be enjoying themselves. they shouldn’t be weighed down by her issues, her fear. “i…” she struggled to get the words out. “i’m trying to be.”

pj was concerned, the young girl in front of her looked far from okay and she had no idea what the problem was to fix it. the cupid witch liked to believe it was in her dna to want to help people, after all, her mom was a chosen one and her aunts were the same and they all done great things, good great things. she and her sisters didn’t come from a bad family. “what happened?” her voice was soft, almost as though they were talking to a child. she didn’t want to scare her anymore than she appeared to be.