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Moving Freya to my multimuse.
“I have no intentions of biting you.” Well, not with his fangs anyway. He had every intention on marking her up with blunt teeth before the night was over, if she allowed him to. If things went his way(and they so often did), he would make her his. He leaned his head forward, lips coming to brush against hers, but he didn’t close the gap just yet. “You look absolutely stunning.”
“We both know that’s a lie.” She let out a laugh, her arms still draped over his shoulders, hips swaying with his. Freya had no qualms against leaning in and taking that kiss for herself. It was short and teasing and hardly anything more than a taste--a promise of what was to come. Her chin still tilted up so she could maintain eye contact, honeyed eyes flitting down to his lips before coming back up. “I’m sure you’ve got better lines than that.”
“Rebekah,” Freya caught up with the red head, she’d put up the wards around the house they were staying at. She knew that her family was running from someone, but she hadn’t thought to ask who. She was just happy to have found them. To be given the opportunity to protect them and be the big sister that she was supposed to be. “I heard some commotion, might something have happened?”
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“Camille, how are you?” Freya sat down on the bed next to her. Ever since giving her the cure to the bite, she’d kept a close eye on her. Niklaus was helping with this, along with Elijah, but there was no telling what exactly might trigger the venom again as it would take a while to filter out. But the cure still seemed to be going strong. Channeling the magic that had made Lucien into his blood--it worked well so far. And after returning Davina to her body after using her as a conduit, Freya was exhausted.
My beautiful daughter.
Freya Mikaelson in A Walk on the Wild Side
I want to do a verse where Freya was never taken by Dahlia. That Esther had killed her own sister for the sake of her first born daughter or that Dahlia hadn’t asked that as her price. That she grew up with her family and was turned into one of the original vampires with her family.
hurt MY sibling and i WILL kill you
“You are quite the seductive little minx, aren’t you?” Kol teased, his tone low and husky, almost a growl as she moved up against his crotch and her hand moved through his hair. His hands on her hips loosened just slightly but he still had a firm grip on her. His head moved so that he could press a kiss to her neck, right over her pulse point.
“Did you really expect anything less from me?” She smirked and let her head tilt back for just a moment, leaning onto his shoulder. Enjoying the way his lips felt against her throat, “Bite me and I’ll have you on the ground and bleeding within three seconds.” There was a heat in that thread, but it wasn’t remmotely violent. More of a statement than anything. With one last roll of her hips, she twisted around so that they were dancing face to face. Fingers back in his hair.
I’m totally up for reblogging asks into threads. -thumbs up all the way-
Send '💢' for your muse to shove mine into a wall
Or send ‘💢⬅’ for my muse to shove your muse into a wall.
“I’m only dating Caroline as a cover. You’re still my baby.” (I have no shame)
secret relationship starters
“I don’t care if she’s a cover, I still don’t like it.” Freya scoffed and shook her head at him, “And I still don’t like that pet name.” She didn’t like pet names in a very general sense. Especially when Klaus was trying to appease her. It made her stomach twist unpleasantly whenever she saw him with Caroline.
And it was entirely directed at him. She actually liked Caroline. She was a sweet girl and had a tongue like barbed wire. And the way she and Klaus talked to each other--it made her worried that he’d leave her. The way he looked at her. She grabbed the bottle of wine and refilled her glass.
secret relationship starters
Feel free to alter to fit muses.
“I am not ready for them to find out about us!”
“It’s cool, [name] promised to cover for me.”
“My roommate’s out of town. Want to stay the weekend?”
“We’ve got to stop being so careless.”
“Look, if we get found out, I could get fired!”
“It’s hard to believe you actually care about me when you’re so hellbent on keeping this from all your friends.”
“I can’t tell them! Do you have any idea how they’d react?”
“Jesus, with all this sneaking around, it’s like being closeted all over again.”
“We have to tell them sooner or later.”
“Let’s tell them the truth. Tonight.”
“I’m only dating [name] as a cover. You’re still my baby.”
“[Name] agreed to ‘date’ me until we’re ready to tell everyone.”
“Are you ashamed of me?”
“I spent two hours hiding underneath your bed until they left!”
“Shit! Someone’s coming! Get in the closet, get in the closet!”
“Let’s just tell them! What’s the worst that could happen?”
“No one can know about us.”
“Let’s just keep this between us for now, okay?”
“People wouldn’t like it if they knew, you know that.”
“I’m not ashamed of you, I’m just not ready to tell anyone yet.”
“You still haven’t told your parents about us? But you promised!”
“It’s kind of fun, having a secret.”
“Let’s go out of town. Somewhere where nobody knows us.”
“Yeah, so… I may have accidentally told [name] about us…”
“I don’t care what you do, just get [name] to promise to keep quiet. Pay them if you have to.”
“I’m tired of being your dirty little secret!”
“Once I break up with [name], then we tell people.”
“But you’re going to divorce them soon, right?”
“This isn’t a relationship! Relationships don’t involve one party climbing down a fire escape because the other is too ashamed to admit they’re dating them!”
“Okay, fine, but can I at least tell [name]?”
“If I don’t tell someone, I’m going to go crazy!”
“Shhh, be quiet. Remember, someone’s still downstairs…”
“Fuck it. Let’s get a motel.”
“Either we’re open about this, or I’m ending it.”
“When I said I liked you, I didn’t expect to be sneaking around all the time.”
“I can’t do this anymore.”
“Why haven’t you told your friends about me? Is it because I’m not as well-off as you are?”
“This was fun at first, but the novelty’s worn off.”
“It just feels really shitty, to be the secret boyfriend/girlfriend.”
“Look, either we date secretly, or we don’t date at all.”
“I’m not supposed to be dating, period!”
“If my parents found out about us, they’d go ballistic.”
“Just one more year until I’m out from under their roof and I can date whoever the hell I want.”
“Dating in secret never works out.”
“Where are we even supposed to go for our dates?”
“Just once, I’d like us to go on a date that didn’t end in us having to get a motel room out of town because we don’t want to get caught.”
Like for a starter.
The smirk on his face only grew as it dawned on him that she was wanting him to CHASE her and he would be more than WILLING to comply. The chase was always fun, he loved the challenge and ending up getting what he wanted in the end, and he ALWAYS got what he wanted. This time would not be any different.
Watching her move on the dance floor, his eyes trailed over her entire form, watching as he body swayed with the music as if she had been dancing her entire life. Not a second later, he was moving to join her on the dance floor, hands moving to her hips to roughly jerk her against him so that they were moving against each other.
It was easy to find her rhythm. Dancing was like magic to her. It came naturally and felt like she was born with it. Feeling the beat in her bones just as she felt nature. Her hands up in the air as she moved. And then she was jerked backwards and felt Kol’s chest pressed against her back. Her rear snug against his crotch. Her hands coming down for a moment before combing through his hair and coming back up. She was pretty accustomed to taking guys home from clubbing, but she never expected for any of her siblings to even be an option.
The attraction he felt towards her years and years ago was still there, just as strong as EVER. He never really hid when he had a desire for someone and this would be NO DIFFERENT. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t lived in a time where it had been considered NORMAL. “You.”
“You’ve been around for a long time, Kol. I’m sure you know how to seduce a girl.” Freya said lightly, downing the rest of her drink before setting it on the bartop. Her stare burned into his before she headed off onto the dance floor. The chase was half of the fun, and that’s just what he’d do if he really wanted her. Though it did occur to her that this was just a passing fancy to him. Their family’s preoccupations were no mystery to her. Especially after catching Rebekah and Klaus together that one night. She tossed her hair back and let the beat vibrate in her bones, sync up with her heart beat. She looked back at him for just a moment before closing her eyes again.
☠ ❛ open.
❛ I never cease to be amazed by what you people can do…
“I wasn’t aware you were there...” Not like she’d just revived a bush of flowers with magic. Nope. Absolutely not.