ᴘᴇʀɪʟᴏᴜꜱ ꜱᴋɪᴇꜱ

𝗰𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀; 𝗻𝗼 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ⁻⁻⁻ˢᵒ ᵗᵘʳⁿ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵒⁿᵉ; ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʳᵒˢᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵒⁿᵉ

[heartunderneath]

ᴵ ˢᵗʳᵘᵍᵍˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵃˢᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ʰᵃⁿᵈ || ꜱᴛᴇꜰᴀɴ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛᴏʀᴇ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ᵂʰᵒ ᵃᵐ ᴵ ⁱᶠ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳʳʸ ⁱᵗ ᵃˡˡ? || ꜰʀᴇʏᴀ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟꜱᴏɴ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰᵉ ᵃ ˡⁱᵉ || ᴛʀɪꜱᴛᴀɴ ᴅᴇ ᴍᴀʀᴛᴇʟ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ʷᵃʸ || ɴɪᴄᴋ ʟᴇʙᴇᴀᴜ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳᵈᵃʸ'ˢ ᶠᵃʳ ᵃʷᵃʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ || ᴍɪʀᴀɴᴅᴀ ɢɪʟʙᴇʀᴛ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ⁱ ᵃᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ᵛᵉˢˢᵉˡ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ || ʀᴏʙɪɴ ʟᴏᴜɪꜱᴇ ʙʟᴀɴᴄʜᴇ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʳᵘᵗʰ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵉᵉ ˢᵒ ⁱ'ˡˡ ᵈᵒ ⁱᵗ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ || ᴅᴀᴠɪɴᴀ ᴄʟᴀɪʀᴇ || ᴵⁿᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ

[lazarusweptt]

" wouldn't be much of a man at all if i let somethin' happen to you , nicky.... but doin' one pretty thing don't mean m' gonna be back in everyone's good graces , baby. "

[heartunderneath]

"i don't think you'd let anything happen to me whether it made you a man or not," that's the kinda guy ollie was. sure he let someone else drive the car at times but he still kept the engine running. nick had faith in him. even if many others didn't agree. "who needs everyone? if they can't accept you then i can't accept them." it wouldn't be that simple of course, but nick wasn't naive to think that between his brother and a disgruntled wolf isaac would be protecting oliver. he was a crescent. regardless what others thought.

[lazarusweptt]

" hit things. cook. kill. look pretty. i'm the 21st century trophy husband ---- i can do it all. " a pause. " -but seriously , am i supposed to know who the fuck you are ? "

[heartunderneath]

"i'll believe it when i see it," her arms crossed, and a light smirk came to her face. "well, i believe one of them." she did have eyes after all. there was a little hurt in kol never having told jeremy of her, when she'd heard more then one story of him, but a more logical sensibility reminded her of the lack of time for it. there was probably never a chance. probably. "guess not," davina responded. "i only know who you are, because my--" husband? lover? heartbreak? "-someone i know had an infatuation." she extended her hand to him. "davina claire." she introduced.

[calamitcs]

❛ i hate to break it to you, ❜ he pauses bringing the glass to his lips, downing the rest of the liquor it contained. ❛ but, you're not even the first person to tell me this today. ❜ god this was getting exhausting. this elijah mikaelson character was really cramping his style. ❛ were you at least successful in that head of yours? ❜ discovering his immortality had been jarring to say the least, learning there was a supposed version of himself he had no recollection of was even worse. especially when this alter ego seemed to have more enemies than there were occupants of the city.

[heartunderneath]

that was hardly shocking. the mikaelsons list of enemies was the same length of their list of acquaintances. it was hard not becoming enemies with them, and often davina found herself still towing that line. even with the deep love she had for kol and hope both. there was once a time she wanted to call elijah friend. it was probably what made his actions cut so terribly. at least klaus didn't try to claim he wasn't a monster. "more then once actually. history helps." snapping his neck with magic, she recalled with fondness. she eyed him for a moment, taking his lack of suit, decorum and all around presence. "don't tell me you still have your mind wiped." cause surely this wouldn't antagonize the remainder of his siblings who still dabbled in homicide urges. "God, there's no such thing as simple with you Mikaelsons."

[crescentquecn]

"They're here somewhere." The small bit of frustration laced into Hayley's tone as she combed through the things in the office. Every letter that was sent back to her, Hayley had saved for the off chance that one day Klaus would want to read them. And while she wasn't going to meddle, she was going to give Klaus the letters now that he was here. She was sure he'd want to read up on what he's missed, hang the pictures that Hope drew up on his fridge or something. "How did we just get... so much stuff?"@heartunderneath

[heartunderneath]

It was a strange sense of humor that Davina still took comfort in Hayley's presence all these years later. They were never quite enemies but never quite friends either for the longest time. They'd been allies, and then the hollow happened and Davina came back to life. Reconnecting hadn't had much of an opportunity sans the occasional phone calls to Hope. "I remember this place being bigger..." It felt small now. Or maybe Davina had outgrown it. More then once she battled the fear she'd outgrown New Orleans too. But without Nola what home did Davina have left? "It accumulates." Davina answered simply. "Kids grow like weeds."

[lazarusweptt]

" it's not me you need to apologize to , stef , not really. " a pause. a hesitation. a question he wasn't sure he wanted the answer to. " did you talk to her yet ? "

[heartunderneath]

i left you behind. even if there were others who deserved apologizes just as well, and more so. "... i did." stefan's tone was quiet, his lack of elaborating making it quite clear how little he wanted to speak of it. "you're still my friend jeremy." multiple meanings in the words he spoke. that yes, jeremy still was owed an apology and yes jeremy would remain his friend. as long as jeremy wanted to be one, that is. "and i'm sorry i didn't do more for you when i had the time to."

[calamitcs]

@heartunderneath / matilda & your choice<3

❛ what would you have done differently? ❜

[heartunderneath]

"where to even start..." davina mused, memories flashing through her mind that she tried all too hard to keep buried. "lived, i think." she decided on. even with the pulse currently thrumming, she still knew death's too cold hands all too well for anything else to break through the memories.

[calamitcs]

@heartunderneath / santiago & your choice<3

❛ and what do you consider worse than death? ❜

[heartunderneath]

"does this conversation count?" okay maybe she was jumping too fast to being an ass but it was in her nature. "i don't know. khakis? socks and sandals as a combination?"

[rvnthcworld]

"Yeah? What ones?" She looks up to Robin with a lifted brow, "The one where I apparently burned my room down?" She didn't, she wouldn't. That room held the one thing that was important to Hope, a painting she and her father did together. And now it was gone forever. "Some of the rumors I've heard around about me make me laugh, I'll give them an A plus for creativity."

[heartunderneath]

"It'd be easier listing the rumors I didn't hear," Hope was quite the source of gossip in the Salvatore Boarding School. From outrageous lies to the basic truths that weren't even rumors, just gossip. "The arsonist rumor is a lie?" She feigned a dramatic gasp. "Now here I was so sure that the star student tried to set the place on fire." Not that Robin would have blamed her but it was still fun to joke about. Well, fun for Robin.

[rvnthcworld]

"It's karaoke, Stefano. Lighten up and actually have fun in your miserable life for once, hm?" Kai's hues looked around the bar, before they landed on the other again. "You do know how to not be brooding all the time, don't you?"

[heartunderneath]

"i don't do karoke." singing wasn't something stefan did. the same as dancing. he was capable of course but it wasn't something he made a habit of. he took another drink, finding the need to be inebriated growing with each word out of kai's mouth. "the jury's still out on that one actually." he responded, and it was only mostly a joke.

[calamitcs]

@heartunderneath / josie & stefan<3

❛ how long have you been standing there? ❜

[heartunderneath]

as a human, lurking came out of being lost in thought more then being focused on something else. "not long- i think?" not purposefully, more so. "i could leave," stefan offered. it wasn't like he had much business being here, being anywhere really.

[rvnthcworld]

“You weren’t supposed to laugh! I’m so embarrassed!” ( Stefan & Hope // @heartunderneath )

[heartunderneath]

It was something amazing how he saw so much of Klaus in her, and Hayley too though Stefan didn't know the woman quite as well as he did the hybrid. "But it was funny," Was his defense, one that Stefan didn't often use. "Nothing to be embarrassed about." A small beat. "Well unless you count all the ice cream on the ground, that is very embarrassing."

[rvnthcworld]

Two things Hope herself could totally understand, not that she'd admit that she was scared to anyone though. "It's okay to be tired, and scared. But you're safe here. You can just... be."

[heartunderneath]

Sometimes, more often then not, Tristan wasn't so sure. He still felt the pruning of his skin, the water in his lungs, the breath that was so short lived he seldom dared to call it alive. "I want to be..." Once upon a time, just being had been so easy. Now, as he stood, there was no more ease. "Now I fear closing my eyes." Blinking, finding out it was all just a dream. No amount of evidence would able to quell that fear.

[rvnthcworld]

Tunnel vison was working at it's finest but the moment he mentioned burgers, Hope's stomach betrayed her - letting out a loud grumble in agreeance for food. "Yeah, you know what, I think food would be good." She replies with a laugh. "Any place you're totally craving?"

[heartunderneath]

Nick had had a feeling he could convince Hope with burgers, it used to always work when she was a kid too. Plus fun junk food was their thing, just like the title said-- it was fun. "Why is this a grand revelation? Haven't we come to accept I'm always right?" He teased her with a grin. "How does Mickey D's sound?"

[calamitcs]

@heartunderneath / stevie & your choice<3

❛ I hear the jury’s still out on science. ❜

[heartunderneath]

"since WHEN?" a snort left the young man's lips. "i mean, no complaints here. who needs science really? i think we should go after gravity next."

[calamitcs]

@heartunderneath / elijah & freya<3

❛ i may have insulted the wrong person. ❜

[heartunderneath]

there he was. her oldest little brother. not seeing him in a suit felt more abnormal then simple clothing should, and yet. while he wore elijah's face there was something so different about him, and it broke her heart. the brother she'd come to know, come to love, she had already missed him. now he stood before her and remained buried all the same. it hurt. "that's not a hard thing to do in this city." she had to imagine he had an inkling of the name 'elijah mikaelson'. it was hard not to in new orleans. swallowing her grief, freya prompted. "i suppose you handled yourself?" memories or not, she doubted any average vampire or supernatural being could get the jump on elijah.

[rvnthcworld]

Hope chewed on her lip as Freya spoke the words into the room, hands enclosing around the hot mug of hot chocolate, warming her entire body as a whole. "I just don't think that's possible for someone like me." Hope admitted softly, glancing up at Freya. "People are scared of me, and that fear drives them to want to kill me. I --" A pause, hues shifting to the tiny marshmallows floating around in the mug, "I don't know what that means for my future. Obviously, I don't want to die, and I don't want to hurt anyone either. But that's kind of a catch twenty-two, isn't it? I can't just let someone hurt me."

[heartunderneath]

Being a Mikaelson was something that came with a chip on your shoulder, and Hope-- though so very young, couldn't quite rid herself of it if she tried. It was something her niece didn't deserve, even if all too many people felt different. Freya would smite them all if she could. Hope was innocent. She had a right to live her life just as anyone else did. "People have been fools far long before your birth and they'll continue to be after. They believe what's convenient for them and damn what doesn't fit their notions to hell." A deep breath, trying to smother the fiery fury in her heart. "It's a product of their ignorance Hope. Not a product of your actions." It was important for her niece to know that. There was no easy path for her to walk, even if Freya wished she could protect her from the very world itself. "You've always been a smart girl," A somber affection crosses Freya's gaze. "The moment someone makes a choice, trying to kill you, they forfeited their own safety." Their life, if Freya herself had anything to say about it. "You aren't the one making that choice Hope. Defending your own life is never a crime." Especially when you were a teenage girl who hadn't done any crime except having been born.