ELIJAH . @mikaels0n-elijah - Tumblr Blog

. There's quite a monster lurking inside you. . 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄?

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝟎𝐍-𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐉𝐀𝐇 / an independent ⅋ mutuals-only, semi-selective portrayal of the original vampire / the Old One elijah; removed from canon and therefore 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 portrayal with verses and inspiration from wolfgang hohlbein, vampire diaries/the originals, witcher, the elder scrolls, bridgerton and more; this is a 21+ only space, minors & personals dni! ger/eng. activity varies. crossover, multi-verse, & multi-ship! ( as sired by sun, 28+, she/her, gmt )

. 𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘𝗦. 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒. 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. 𝗢𝗣𝗘𝗡 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗦.

a study in: tailored wrath and unspoken grief; the sharp line of a suit hiding centuries of blood, bound by oath, broken by love, and still, always, trying to be good in a world that doesn’t deserve him. 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑.

. 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐔𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 / 𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒: edenhusk. caliverse. choserage

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 lilith && 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋 : ( multi )

#— ⸢ starters & ideas ⸥ — ❛❛ let's create something magical ❞#— ⸢ writing ⸥ — ❛❛ the pen is the tongue of the mind ❞#— ⸢ out of character ⸥ — ❛❛ information ❞#— ⸢ introduction⸥ — ❛❛ Elijah ❞

my queue is empty and i'll try to write in the next few days <3 be patient, please

#out of character.

leneemusing

PROMPTS FOR PLATONIC OR NEUTRAL DYNAMICS

obviously context can be determined by you and your writing partners but wanted to provide a less inherently shippy list!

❝ i've missed hanging out with you. ❞

❝ you needed help so here i am. let me help. ❞

❝ i really value your friendship, you've always been here for me when no one else was. ❞

❝ every time you show up i know i'm about to get a headache. ❞

❝ i'm not sad i'm...i'm smad! ❞

❝ i'd wish you'd call me sometimes when you're not in a relationship crisis. ❞

❝ you're important to me—so if it matters to you it matters to me. ❞

❝ i actually have no idea what you just said but sure. ❞

❝ if you don't eat the last muffin i will. ❞

❝ i'm not really sure what to say to that. ❞

❝ if you really wanted to cheer me up you could buy me a drink. ❞

❝ look you've been running around here with a chip on your shoulder and i've put up with it for long enough without asking questions. ❞

❝ either tell me whats wrong or stop cutting into everyone. ❞

❝ i don't really wanna be around most people but it's okay when its you. ❞

❝ no one else really understands. but i knew you would. ❞

❝ i really hope you stay in my life. makes shit easier having someone like you by my side. ❞

❝ i just really need my friend right now. ❞

❝ come on, it's boring if i go by myself. ❞

❝ stop pouting, i brought something that'll cheer you up. ❞

❝ stay over with me tonight. we can rent a movie, eat shitty food and drink cheap wine. just like we used to. ❞

❝ you don't always have to look out for me. sometimes it's my turn to take care of you. ❞

❝ i know you're going through a lot right now, but those emotions mean you're alive and they are beautiful, even if it hurts. ❞

❝ lets go get something to eat and then we can talk about it. ❞

❝ i needed you! i needed my friend and you weren't there. ❞

❝ you've been a shit friend lately. you really hurt me. ❞

❝ why can't you ever just say you're sorry? ❞

❝ you know how sometimes it's about your thing and sometimes it's about my thing? this is a 'it's about me' moment. ❞

❝ i know you didn't call me at three am to talk about the moon. what happened? ❞

❝ i'll always forgive you. we've known each other for too long for anything else. ❞

❝ cheer up. it only gets worse from here. ❞

❝ i'm sorry i wasn't there when i should have been. ❞

❝ i didn't realize how bad it'd gotten. ❞

❝ i can't help you unless you tell me you need help. ❞

❝ i guess you've already seen me at my worst, huh? ❞

❝ you're an asshole but you're my asshole so. ❞

❝ don't be such a dick and come help me out, will you? ❞

❝ you're kind of bitch. it's why we get along so well. ❞

❝ ha. i knew there was a reason i kept you around. ❞

❝ you are so not driving. ❞

❝ okay lets beat the dead horse into a pulp, what happened? ❞

❝ i have thee juciest gossip. ❞

❝ you said you had something i'd wanna hear? ❞

[ 1 ] for our muses to cook dinner together.

[ 2 ] for one muse to rescue the other from a bad date.

[ 3 ] for our muses to go on a roadtrip together that goes wrong.

[ 4 ] for one muse to take care of the other who is sick or injured.

[ 5 ] for one muse to call the other in a time of need.

[ 6 ] for one muse to show up at the other's house with ice cream after a bad day.

[ 7 ] for one muse to give the other a gift.

[ 8 ] for one muse to help the other get ready for a night out.

[ 9 ] for our muses to go shopping together.

[ 10 ] for our muses to give each other tarot/rune readings.

[ 11 ] one muse accompanies the other to visit the graveside of a loved one.

[ 12 ] one muse is upset and will only let the other near them.

[ 13 ] for our muses to make a blood oath.

[ 14 ] receiver reveals a secret to sender.

[ 15 ] sender reveals a secret to receiver (feel free to add context)

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mccnlitashes

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ » The light never felt like home. But in the strange, ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀the shadowed, I finally found myself. «

#𝚖𝚌𝚌𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 an independent & selective multimuse roleplay blog for both 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 and 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 characters. please read rules 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 following & interacting.

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⋆ ☽ written and explored by mary, she | her, 25+, cet. ☾ ⋆

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bloodpsalm

ORIGINAL HYBRID. .ᐟ independent and semi - selective . medium activity writing blog for 𝓚laus 𝓜ikaelson written by JIBBS.

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Sooo… I have to come back / write again. Can someone take the tiredness away please?

#out of character.#I’m so done with everything and just want to chill again with my cats

monstroussuggestion

I was made to be hungry. I will never know anything else.

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contrafictory

SIMPLE SHIPPING MEME!!

Send 👌 if you would like to explore a PLATONIC relationship between our muses!

Send 😎 if you would like to explore a FAMILIAL relationship between our muses!

Send ❤️ if you would like to explore a ROMANTIC relationship between our muses!

Send 💋 if you would like to explore a SEXUAL relationship between our muses!

Send 💥 if you would like to explore a ANTAGONISTIC relationship between our muses!

Send ❓ for a different dynamic - and tell me more about it!

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pethrova

a barely - there scoff leaves her throat, accompanied by an almost suppressed eye roll as her gaze briefly flickers away. “visiting friends,” she says, curt, though the smile remains. she’s tilting her head when she looks back at elijah. “i do have friends, you know. i’m capable of fun —— but you know that, too.”

katherine leans forward, drumming nails delicately against the table as one hand rises to support her chin. she sighs —— she laughs, as if it is all so funny. absolutely tickling. if it’s a warning, it’s a silly one.

“do you really think i would sit here if i thought your darling little brother was anywhere in the vicinity? come now, elijah. when have i ever been so sloppy?” a brow quirks then, as if in realization. but beneath the realization is a hint of something darker. a warning of her own? she’ll never tell. “unless you mean different kind of company. to which i must say: consider me jealous.”

mikaels0n-elijah

The corners of the vampire’s mouth twitched slightly in amusement at her words. Fun and Katherine—the two definitely went hand in hand; he still remembered that. Elijah slowly turned in his chair so that he was now truly facing her, giving her the attention she clearly craved. A faint smile played at the corners of his mouth. He was still waiting to see if anything would follow her words.

“You’ve heard the rumors long ago,” he said. The rumors about Elijah and Niklaus, who’d fallen out and caused half the city to collapse while they chased each other through buildings. Virtually every vampire had heard about it. And Katherine, in particular, was the kind of vampire who gathered every bit of information—especially about Niklaus. “So there’s no reason for jealousy…,” he murmured the last words softly.

“And your friends are waiting for you right now, until you’re done with me?” Once again, a spark of amusement crept into his gaze; his hands folded one over the other on the silver table. “Or are you going to leave me right away and disappear into the shadows?”

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unholyrites

@mikaels0n-elijah ( elijah ) asked for FINN Yesterday you didn't believe me. What changed?

finn looked at him for a moment, and for once there was no quick answer ready on his tongue. yesterday. as if yesterday had been simple. as if disbelief had been cruelty and not the only thing standing between him and something he had not wanted to accept. ⸻ his mouth tightened, gaze lowering for only a second before it found his again, steadier this time, though also harder, as if the story he wanted to tell forced him to shut off. « i saw enough. »

it was not an apology. not even close to one. finn had never been good at giving those without making them sound like a confession first. still, something in his face shifted, the anger losing its edge and leaving only the tired thing beneath it. « yesterday, i thought you were mistaken. or lying. perhaps i only wanted you to be. » his voice stayed quiet, but there was no comfort in it. « today ⸻ today, i simply no longer have that luxury. »

the admission sat poorly with him, it showed in the stiffness of his shoulders, in the way his fingers curled once at his side before he forced them still again. finn had spent too many lifetimes being certain of suffering, certain of sin, certain that if something looked cruel, then cruelty had to be the truth of it. certainty was easier than doubt ⸻ it allowed him to stand apart from the mess of his family and call it judgement, allowed him to pretend he was not made of the same blood, the same ruin, the same awful need to believe his own version of things.

but looking at elijah now, with the truth no longer willing to stay where he had left it, he found no comfort in being right or wrong. the bitter knowledge that he had chosen disbelief because it had asked less of him, because it was what his morals, which he held so proudly, dictated him. « you may take whatever satisfaction you wish from that ⸻ if that helps you sleep better at night. »

mikaels0n-elijah

A weary sound escaped Elijah’s lips; the fact that Finn assumed he took satisfaction in it—simply because he’d come to him today convinced that he hadn’t been wrong—did not satisfy him in the least. He wished things had been different and that they hadn’t wasted a single day resolving this issue. But even that didn’t matter. Deep down, he actually wished he only had to say something to his oldest brother and be believed. But the centuries had taken their toll, and Elijah couldn’t blame Finn for the way things were. Still, he knew that a brief, pain-filled flicker was visible in Finn’s eyes, even if he didn’t say so.

“I’m asking you, Finn,” he therefore simply remarked in a calm tone in response to his statement about sleeping at night, as if that had long since said it all, and not a note of pain escaped his lips. He could have taunted him further, could have stirred up more, but he left nothing but empty air between them. “Thank you for coming back,” he added instead, and though he would have loved to place a hand on his shoulder, he refrained from doing so. It would only make everything unnecessarily more complicated than it already was.

“Who convinced you?” was the question that came out of his mouth instead. “How did you find out the truth?” he added, just in case it wasn’t a matter of “who” but of “how,” and to make sure Finn couldn’t talk his way out of it. Something had convinced his older brother. And Elijah had to know what it was.

#unholyrites; finn #unholyrites #— ⸢ threads ⸥ — ❛❛ written by elijah ❞#— ⸢ queue ⸥ — ❛❛ patience is a strength ❞

grcvityfclls-a

He eyed the vampire skeptically. Nevertheless, he took the cup and inhaled the aroma of the coffee. It relaxed him a little. When was the last time he had drunk coffee? Dipper took a cautious sip. If the vampire had wanted to poison him, he wouldn't have been able to prevent it anyway, but his caution was more about the heat still radiating from the cup. But the coffee was drinkable. At least just barely. “Thanks.” The word slipped past Dipper's lips before he could stop it. Damn it! On the other hand... a little kindness couldn't hurt, right? While he tried to figure out what the hell was going on here!

And again, Dipper hesitated. Should he answer the other's question? He furrowed his brow and was about to throw something not so nice at him when the vampire told him that waffles were waiting downstairs. “Huh?” Dipper thought he had misheard. “There's nothing to eat downstairs in the kitchen, nor…” But then his gaze fell back on the coffee mug in his hands and he finished the sentence very quietly with, “Coffee.” Damn. What was going on here?

mikaels0n-elijah

@mccnlitashes

Silence reigned at that moment; only Dipper’s labored breathing filled the room, as if he couldn’t stand the quiet or his thoughts were far too heavy not to let them out.

“You’re not crazy…,” Elijah murmured, looking away. For some reason, those other eyes were so intense that he preferred to focus on something else. Something that didn’t look so pretty. He took a breath. The smell of waffles almost masked everything else, but beneath it, something was bubbling dangerously for him. “This house… is trying to drive us crazy,” he said quietly, but clearly. He took another sip of coffee before standing up. Sitting here wasn’t getting them anywhere.

“I don’t remember waffles. But you’ve got to eat something.” At least one of them might be able to get full. That would be a start. Though Elijah didn’t feel like he was hungry. While he waited to see whether the other guy was going to attack him again or not, the vampire gathered up the scraps of paper. He glanced briefly at the other man, nodded toward the door, and then disappeared (at human speed) downstairs into the kitchen. Yes, the waffles were still there. Nothing else was on them. Elijah opened the refrigerator. Whipped cream. He took it out to set it on the table. Next to it, he spread out the scraps of paper he’d collected. They were missing something. But what?

#mccnlitashes; dipper #mccnlitashes #— ⸢ threads ⸥ — ❛❛ written by elijah ❞#— ⸢ queue ⸥ — ❛❛ patience is a strength ❞

unholyrites

@mikaels0n-elijah ( elijah ) asked for KOL we survived that house, that's gotta count for something.

one original looked at the other ⸻ too long to not to know weither to laugh or to be honest, and for once the smirk did not arrive quickly enough to save him. that was the problem with elijah, really. he could say something like that in that calm, grave voice of his and make it sound reasonable to the untrained ear. but kol had hundreds of years to be trained. to see how his brother was almost noble ⸻ almost, not fully like everyone else thought of him. as if survival had been some grand victory they had earned together, instead of something beaten into them until it became instinct. kol’s mouth twitched, but it was not quite amusement. more like a bad habit trying to crawl back onto his face before anyone saw too much.

« does it? » his voice came light, careless, horribly familiar. the kind of tone he used when he wanted someone to think the wound had missed but it had not, but that wound was placed hundreds of years ago already.

« funny ⸻ i always thought surviving that house was the bare minimum. father made certain of that, didn’t he? survive the house, survive the beatings, survive mother looking away, survive being cursed for eternity, survive niklaus learning how to become him in all the ways he swore he never would. » he could not hold back a frustrated laughter, his eyes flicked back to elijah then, sharper for the hurt he refused to give a proper shape.

« and you. » the smile finally came, thin and cruel at the edges. « you survived by becoming useful. noble elijah, always standing straight, always smoothing the blood off the floor before anyone important saw the mess. » kol let out a quiet laugh, cold, distant ⸻ unwilling to compromise.

« me? i survived by becoming unbearable. rather clever, when you think about it. no one mourns properly for the wicked little brother. they just lock him in a box and call it peace. » the anger loosened, but that was not everything and what sat beneath it was uglier ⸻ gone again almost as soon as it showed. « so yes, brother, we survived that house. » his gaze held elijah’s now, bright with something too bitter to be called pride. « but do not pretend like we are one big happy family again. i have one family, davina. not whatever this group here is. »

mikaels0n-elijah

As always, Kol was direct and unstoppable; he wouldn’t give Elijah a chance to apologize or explain, simply because it would come far too late. The vampire had had plenty of time to help his younger brother, but he hadn’t. Out of a sense of duty toward others, and also because he’d never known how to handle the situation. So he’d looked the other way. And yet it hurt Elijah deep in his heart that Kol didn’t see him as family. Not anymore. It was his own fault, but it still hurt. And secretly, despite everything, Elijah hoped that things would be different again someday. After all, they had plenty of time.

So he didn’t give up. Time and time again, he reached out to his brother (metaphorically) and asked for his support. And even though Kol constantly made it clear that he wanted nothing to do with “this family”… he came. He helped. He stood by him. But he could no longer put it into words, because he, too, was hurt. And rightly so.

“But here we are, Kol…” at what cost? “We’ve survived. We have centuries ahead of us…”—at least, if fate would let them. If Niklaus didn’t create even more enemies for the family. Though blaming everything on Niklaus was certainly wrong, too. Elijah had enemies as well. “To do better. To learn differently, to understand, to forgive…” Probably a futile endeavor, but Elijah tried anyway. He would never give up. Because for him, this family was the only one he would ever have.

#unholyrites; kol #unholyrites #— ⸢ threads ⸥ — ❛❛ written by elijah ❞#— ⸢ queue ⸥ — ❛❛ patience is a strength ❞

vamplire

u, me, fangs

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nightprompts

&. 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( a mix of angst, fluff, and plot focused dialogue prompts in the form of questions. feel free to change how you seem fit. )

❛ what are you listening to? ❜

❛ can’t sleep? ❜

❛ how did you get this scar? ❜

❛ are you sure this is a good idea? ❜

❛ do you mind if i sleep here tonight? ❜

❛ what are you doing out here by yourself? ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ don’t you know what you mean to me? ❜

❛ will i see you again? ❜

❛ are you comfortable? ❜

❛ are you trying to get us in trouble? ❜

❛ do you enjoy playing with people’s hearts? ❜

❛ don’t we deserve to be happy? ❜

❛ why can’t i come with you? ❜

❛ are you here to kill me? ❜

❛ you think i’m jealous? ❜

❛ do you want to share this? ❜

❛ is that blood? is it yours? ❜

❛ how do you know my name? ❜

❛ you’re an asshole, you know that? ❜

❛ like what you see? ❜

❛ was that your first kiss? ❜

❛ are you happy here with me? ❜

❛ sorry, did you want to be alone? ❜

❛ do you want my jacket? ❜

❛ how are you still alive? ❜

❛ you’re beautiful, you know that? ❜

❛ what are you so afraid of? ❜

❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜

❛ how does it feel to be in love? ❜

❛ you’ve been crying, what’s wrong? ❜

❛ do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ isn’t this amazing? ❜

❛ did you miss me? ❜

❛ alright, who am i beating up? ❜

❛ that was a close call, wasn’t it? ❜

❛ am i worth so little to you? ❜

❛ how is it you’re never scared? ❜

❛ do you ever think about the future? ❜

❛ can you look at me? please? ❜

❛ you got me flowers? ❜

❛ well, how do i look? ❜

❛ what aren’t you telling me? ❜

❛ how about a kiss before i go? ❜

❛ you don’t know who i am, do you? ❜

❛ may i have this dance? ❜

❛ who’s going to stop us, huh? ❜

❛ wait, you’re leaving already? ❜

❛ it’s my fault, isn’t it? ❜

❛ have you ever lost someone? ❜

❛ do you think i’m a good person? ❜

❛ what are you thinking about? ❜

❛ is it really you? ❜

❛ what if i hurt you? ❜

❛ if you won’t take care of yourself, then who will? ❜

❛ have you come to laugh at me? ❜

❛ will you still look at me like you do now? ❜

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noblcedits

elijah mikaelson & camille o'connel → the originals → s2 e11

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dynastymuses

Violet knew she stood out, and it was hardly for the right reasons. She was a bit loud, a bit rebellious, a bit awkward. She knew her mother wanted a perfect daughter and she failed every time. ❝i do not know why, she usually lives for functions❞ she did not want to admit her mother seemed to have a problem with the queen based on her skin color. It seemed so silly to dislike someone based on that, but she dare not voice it. Not because she didn't think it was a shared opinion, but because it shouldn't be

mikaels0n-elijah

Elijah’s shoulders tensed for a moment; the topic could certainly be addressed, especially since he thought he’d detected something in her tone that wasn’t quite right, but he wasn’t going to dwell on it. That was a mistake. “Tell me about your favorite cakes. There’s such a wide selection here, and I don’t even know what to try first.” Steering the conversation toward something harmless seemed like the right way for Elijah to avoid an awkward silence.

#dynastymuses #dynastymuses; violet #— ⸢ threads ⸥ — ❛❛ written by elijah ❞#— ⸢ queue ⸥ — ❛❛ patience is a strength ❞