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M U T I L M U S E B L O G
written by agnes. mostly c a n o n muses, come and talk character development with me ( iris west, caroline forbes, meleanie stryder, katerina petrova, henrik mikaelson, garrett, percy jackson, lily evans, a personification of life, hector bowen, james potter, steve rogers.. )
( human baby henrik ) Finn, where do babies come from?
Finn was silent for a moment, a bit taken off guard by the question. This was definitely a first. He couldn’t remember any of the others ever asking him that. Noticing the honest confusion on the boy’s face, in the end he could only smile fondly. “Well they come from somewhere, don’t they? What do you think?”
( lunemort )
humming while he thought, eyebrows pushed farther together, the longer he wondered on his brother’s question. nose crinkled up & he looked at his brother with a displease expression. “I don’t know.... but that is why i am asking you. you must now it more than anyone. as you are the oldest and saw all of us come. ”
Roland Hood: everyone’s baby hobbit (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧
everyone craves to be special, to leave a mark on world --------- but for henrik shinning was hard with six older siblings casting their shadows down at him. although he did it in the end. he left a mark on the world. he shone in the light of the full moon as he laid in a pool of his own blood. leaving a mark of horror imprinted in his family’s mind forever. ( selective . indie henrik mikaelson rp blog. )
One full moon, Klaus and my youngest brother Henrik snuck out to watch the men turn into beasts. That was forbidden. Henrik paid the price...
“Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight.”
Laurell K. Hamilton, Incubus Dreams (via moralstrife)
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“This morning when I was waiting for him to come out, I wanted to be there for him. But really, I was counting on him being there for me. So I wouldn’t feel so … a l o n e."
-throws a shoe at you- <3<3<3
omfg r00d, this is bullying.
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❝ do you see finn or elijah spending all day climbing trees they’ve been TOLD to stay out of? ❞
there were many ways to make the witch’s resolve falter, even if only for a moment, HOWEVER her c h i l d r e n acting as if they knew better than she did was not one of them. especially not when every rule she enforced was for THEIR benefit. how many mothers in the village had the means to fix whatever trouble their children got themselves into with a simple remedy? maybe, just MAYBE next time any of them came home to her with one injury or another she would let them heal naturally —- perhaps then ( the younger ones, especially ) would take her words as seriously as they did their father’s.
❝ i don’t remember asking what i’ve told your brother but — if both feet aren’t on the ground in a minute there won’t be any lessons until after the next full moon. ❞
truthfully, after finding henrik in such a state, esther wasn’t sure she WANTED to know what her next two youngest were doing with their afternoon. how much easier it would be to c o m p l e t e l y disregard her original plan and drag henrik along with her for the task she had planned for his brother. at least THAT might keep him out of the trees for one afternoon.
over the years she had proven time and time again that she wouldn’t ask twice for something to be done, a trait shared with her husband. instead, she watched her son, almost DARING him to maintain the defiance her darling babe never would have attempted a year ago. henrik was her youngest; too young to begin causing mayhem with his siblings. far too young to tempt her to raise her voice to get across her point
—— at least one of her children should have been able to remain hers f o r e v e r.
averting his eyes. the bravery, once felt, dissolved. feeling as it always was. he felt shame. the boy knew he probably shouldn't have’d gone up there and knew it was dangerous and it was going against his mother’s wishes. he knew that she was displeased. something they boy despised. the last thing he wanted as to make her disappointed in him.
Knowing much better than to obey his mother orders, he stared to make his way down. rather not test to what levels her rage could come to if he remained in the trees. but the boy couldn't keep of the sourer expression on his face, but as his feet hit the ground the bitterness turned into shame. he didn’t want to be a burden.
“sorry mother. it was foolish of me to climb up that tree. ”
it was moments like this he wished to be kol. to being brave enough to actually voice his desires. but that wasn't him. henrik knew that ALL TO WELL -------------------- it was a constant battle within him. the person he wanted the be, and the one should. both sides strong, the person he was had no chance. he wanted to be so much more, he wanted to be adventurous and fun like kol or strong like elijah or wise like fin or creative like Nik or brave like rebekah. -------- but one look from his mother would make him regret those thoughts. as it put himself in danger or it was un fit for a child. child, the word that make his stomach twist.
“do you want some help with that.? ”with a small forced smile the little boy guested towards the basket in his mother’s hands.
THIS BLOG IS NOW EXCLUSIVE WITH mkaelson‘s KOL.which means that i won’t be rping with any other kol’s anymore. and for any other kol, it's really nothing personal. it’s because, even if i have rped with such great kol’s besides her, Ina and I just clicked so well with our character and honestly? my henrik doesn’t feel the same without her. the headcanon’s we share together is so tightly bound to the core of my henrik and it feels a bit weird without her kol. her kol wakes up my henrik muse in a way no one does with anyone of my muses. and this i actually something i have been wanting to do for a looooong while but i didn’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings but i have decided to do this since i want to go back to henirk and i am not sure if i would be able to rp with any other kol than hers.
O, Death O, Death Won’t you spare me over til another year Well what is this that I can’t see With ice cold hands takin’ hold of me Well I am death, none can excel I’ll open the door to heaven or hell~
hm hi guys
An AU where Muse A dies and Muse B brings them back to life but Muse A was in heaven and was at peace and wanted to stay there.
when you the oldest one on thanksgiving
I feel like he didn’t set this up
