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Elijah playing the Piano in 3x15 / Request

#i know you want to go to heaven but you're human tonight ( Elijah Mikaelson )#can't keep my hands to myself ( davina bait )

@tobewhoimnot ;; Elijah Mikaelson

Davina had been through too much, too many deaths too many people betraying her and too maybe people turning their back on her. But a moment like this was something beyond what she was physically and emotionally capable of handling. The setting was right, his hands were skimming along her skin, fingertips tracing the pale flesh of her jaw before she felt his grip tighten against her.

Heels pressed against the wood of the attic floor as she tried to push away from him, the skin on her jaw starting to flush a purple and blue pattern of bruises which had indicated that he was hurting her. Once out of reach, her eyes caught his as she noticed the animalistic, primal nature in them causing her to back up quickly, heel catching on the corner of her bed. Her breathing had increased as she started to scream out, trying to get Kols attention to snap him back into reality but nothing had worked, nothing had brought him back to reality.

Within seconds the male had lurched forward, burying his teeth into the apex of her neck, causing a cry of pain to slip through her lips. The feeling of his teeth in her neck had only caused her to whimper, everything becoming a blur before the word ‘Elijah’ slipped her lips. Trembling hands came up, pushing the male away with whatever force she had left, snapping his neck as he collapsed to the floor without a second thought.

The tiny witch struggled to stand up, hand pressed against her bed to steady herself as blood soaked hands had reached for her phone. Wiping the blood off on her dress she picked up the device to call the first person that she could think of.. Elijah.

“I’m hurt, I snapped Kol snapped. I need help.”

#tobewhoimnot #i know you want to go to heaven but you're human tonight ( Elijah Mikaelson )

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@anditsxsorrows ( 2x ) @wclfgirl @kolhearted

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#without ancestors ( ooc )

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#daffodil daydream ( lydia martin )

Requested Starter ;; @kolhearted

“ I cut his sireline, he is going to kill me. I’ve betrayed him more times than I can count and this is just the icing on the top of the cake. I am not going to make it out of this alive. “

#to spoilers #if people aren't caught up #kolhearted #small ( thread )#starter ( thread )

Requested Starter ;; @bloodstainedmagic

“ I am not doing that. I don’t work for you and I don’t work with you. So I am not doing whatever you say unless I want to do it myself. ”

#v ;; bellum #bloodstainedmagic #starter ( thread )

Requested Starter ;; @noblegentleviking

“ I did what I had to do. You can’t punish me for doing what was best for me. “

#short and sweet #short ( thread )#noblegentleviking

Requested Starter ; @camillethebrave

“ What are you doing in here?” The female was doing what she normally did when the nights were quiet and they felt longer than usual. The witch would find herself walking around the alter and along the pews and she had never seen someone other than Marcel in the church, so it was almost a complete surprise to her. “The church has been closed, people aren’t allowed in here. “

#camillethebrave #( v ;; a moon over bourbon street )#starter ( thread )#medium ( thread )

Requested Starter ;; @wclfgirl

Marcel was going to be furious at Davina for what she was doing. The attic was too stuffy, and Marcel was away for a little bit and she had to get out, even if it was just a small walk around the block. Once she had stepped outside, the liveliness of the outside world had sucked her in and she couldn’t find it in herself to go back into captivity, at least not now. The tiny witch had walked into the center of Bourbon street, eyes to the sky as she watched the fireworks set off above her, causing lights to dance above them. Without intention, or even meaning it she had found herself tumbling into another woman, putting her hands on her arm to steady herself. “I promise, i’m never this clumsy. “

#wclfgirl #( v ;; a moon over bourbon street )#starter ( thread )#medium ( thread )

ofprideandruthlessness

@fallenregent || v ;; bellum

“Davina Claire - am I right? I’ve heard quite a lot about you. Especially that you haven’t picked a side yet. Pretty sure it’s about damn time for you, darling.”

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“ Why is it that you know who I am, yet I don’t know who you are? I haven’t picked a side yet because I don’t know who I can trust. I surely don’t trust those who know who I am, and that I don’t have a side. “

#v ;; bellum #ofprideandruthlessness #small ( thread )

I am here, and I am in need of some new threads. I will continue with the older ones once my muse is back at full potential. So please like this if you would like a starter?”

#without ancestors ( ooc )

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" you are a foolish girl if you truly believe there are now only two factions in new orleans, davina. please do not overestimate yourself just yet. allies are EVERYTHING at the moment. are you sure you wish to make enemies instead? there is no in between with me, not now. “

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“Siding with you means siding with your brother. You might be able to forgive your brother over and over again, but I don’t care for him like you do. I don’t care about him at all. I’d rather die than trust him and get stabbed in the back once again. I refuse to play allies with the enemy.”

#virimortem #don't even worry about it lovely

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❝ Welcome to the dark side of New Orleans. A supernatural playground, where the living are easily lost, and the dead stick around to play. ❞

The charming beauty of New Orleans’ French Quarter masks a world run by the supernatural. Marcel Gerard and his inner circle keep in check the nightwalkers, ban the New Orleans covens from the practice of magic without permission, and ensure that the Quarter remains free of werewolves. Desperate to free themselves from Marcel’s reign and unable to wrest his ‘secret weapon’ from his grasp, Sophie and Jane-Anne Deveraux conspire to bring to New Orleans an individual powerful enough to disrupt Marcel’s control: the king’s own sire, Klaus Mikaelson. But when Klaus decides to reclaim his city, it will turn the streets into a supernatural war zone.

INFO

This is an AU The Originals verse. While it is based upon the premise of the show, it will not follow canon. Please note that there is no miracle pregnancy (and therefore no Hope) in this verse.

Plot will depend upon participants: which characters join us, how things pan out in threads, etc. I will oversee its development with periodic events, and I plan to pull together a group chat for discussion and input.

This verse is open to The Originals characters, The Vampire Diaries characters, and OCs or characters from other fandoms. Selectivity will apply.

Rules and information for applying are under the cut.

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