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primulacatenas​:

“unfortunately,” daisy agreed, watching hope’s reactions grow more cautious and the blonde laughed softly, “don’t worry about it, it’s part of being a semi-adult in this place and actually taking responsibility for things like that and not just repeatedly saving the world,” she teased lightly, “can’t say we did a ton of saving the world when we were kids, but we used to break into the storage cupboards for ingredients for stink bombs ahead of meets with mystic falls high,” daisy admitted, smiling fondly at the memory of their misbehaviours. she listened to hope carefully, patiently, shaking her head, “it’s not just cleaning, i’m helping out with teaching and all that, and you kind of start looking after the younger kids automatically,” she smiled, “and i get the time to work on more advanced magic with pretty much any resource i’d need on hand.”

“Right, right.” Hope had her share of the saving and occasionally the cleaning, though now one seemed to be more on hold than the other. No one knew how to fix what they’d lost, and it irked her. But she laughed at the stink bombs, remembering all too well. “As someone who has attended both schools in the middle of sports seasons, we definitely take the win on pranks I think. That one year they charmed the toilet paper they threw at the high school to stick, took them four days to get it all down.” Not sure how they’d explained that one away but, bless Mayor Donovan. Daisy described her job, and for a moment she wondered if that’s what she’d end up doing too. Sticking around, delving deeper into her own magic while she still had it. “Well i’m glad you’re here, it’s nice having you guys around.”

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ethantm​:

“you’re right.  maybe someone did spell it.  hell, maybe it was me,”  he muttered under his breath, looking back at the date on the photo.  if only ethan had any idea when he became a vampire.  jesus, how morbid.  he didn’t even know when he died.  fuckin’ a.  “no one would suspect the person guilty to selfie it out, right?”  he didn’t know why he would have even bothered to spell the girl’s hair, if it was him, but hey.  he’d done dumber things for no reason.  but now he was a responsible adult who also couldn’t practice magic, so.  who fucking knew?  “okay, yeah.  sure.  maybe.  but where’s the fun in that?”  also, ethan hadn’t even thought that far ahead, but whatever.

“Oh, right. Maybe it was.” Hope had almost forgotten that he’d well, died. She remembered Ethan in that off handed sort of haze most upperclassmen had when you were younger. He’d been a witch, he played sports if she remembered correctly, and that was about the most she could give you. “Seems like everyone is playing Clue these days between old instagram quotes and vague subtweets of the last year. Probably sucks, yeah?.”

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primulacatenas​:

throwing herself down onto one of the sofas daisy exhaled in exhaustion, “if i have to sort through those supplies cupboards for spells one more time because some students think they’re sneaky when they go through stuff for their love potions or whatever they think they’re doing for fun i’m going to scream,” she complained, “i shouldn’t need to repeat ‘i love my job’ on the daily, do you know how close we were to absolute mayhem with some of those ingredients just sitting next to each other?”

“I thought people stopped mixing love potions in grade 9.” Hope mused from her own armchair, finger marking the page of the tome in her lap. The supplies cupboard she mentioned usually was reserved for the higher grades of spell lab class and the assistants. “I guess I wouldn’t be too shocked if some were sneaking in and swiping stuff. Not that I ever did, model student of course.” She closed the book then, leaning forward. “I mean no offense Ms. Waite but if the worst thing to happen around here right now is a mild explosion from snake venom powder, I think they’d take it.”

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xavy​:

He watched Hope climb effortlessly on the trellis. There’s a reason why she was always deemed the hero of the school. Xavy idly wondered why witches — or in Hope’s case, tri-brid — never levitate to get to places.If he were witch, that would be exactly what he’ll do. A werewolf’s increased strength and stamina could only get you so much. Hope, he realized, can practically take her pick. “More like getting away,” Xavy corrected. He wasn’t exactly hidden sitting on top of the roof, even with all the trees. “Although I guess it’s safe to assume that’s what you’re doing.” 

He looked around at the multiple footprints on the roof. He recognized most of the prints to be his. “It seems like I’ve been here a lot this past year and a half. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or not.”

She glanced around, seeing what he meant. The roof had changed from the last times she’d escaped to it, apparent spots cleared where he must have sat, less leaves and branches littering the ground around them. “We should start leaving a blanket up here or something. Really lay claim and all.” 

Hope was sort of hiding, there was no other real explanation besides the one that sounded stupid even to her, but she tried either way. “It’s just... it sounds so idiotic to say considering I was in a coma or whatever and everyone is literally missing a year of memories but. School is back up and running, classes starting, things just feel sort of normal. I’d forgotten what that was like in some weird twisted way.” It left her feeling too big for her own skin, restless. “I don’t know how to just go along with normal anymore.”

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maginox​:

laughing softly josie smiled, “i’ve done that with lizzie before,” she admitted, “it’s… when it all gets too much, when there’s no release for the magic it feels good,” she sighed. denying that landon kirby was not one of the reasons why things between josie and hope had grown complicated would be to lie to the tribrid; and whether they were as close as they had been or not hope deserved better. “i’m not going to tell you to shove it, hope…” josie sighed softly, “it’s weird but, i’m getting over it… when you seized to exist it left a void and landon and i filled it with each other, i care about him, of course i do, but, as a friend,” the brunette insisted, offering a small smile, hoping it was reassurance enough for hope mikaelson.

“Well if you want to head for the trees, just send a text and i’ll be right there with you.” She shoots back, smile only turning to the slightest of grimaces as Jo went on. Hope hated to look back on it now, the jealousy that had fueled her that morphed to guilt. But all they could do now was try to push past it, and the tribrid was relieved Josie was willing to try too. “I’m just...worried I guess. I was just asleep or in stasis or whatever but Landon he — he died Jo.” Hope clears her throat softly, pushing past the tightness in her gut that seemed ever present these days. “And it’d be naive of me to assume he’s all perfectly fine now but. It’s stupid, I don’t know. I just figured maybe if he couldn’t talk to me, he might be able to talk to you. You’ve always been the best at knowing what to say.”

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landontm​:

he tried another fry, confident that it would be better this time, but he pushed them away entirely after this second attempt.  not worth it.  landon couldn’t help himself from laughing at hope’s suggestion, but … in his defense, he fully thought she was kidding.  “yeah, okay.  can you imagine lizzie giving me a eulogy?”  he looked up at hope, smiling.  “’rest in peace frodo.  you’re free to annoy the rest of the hobbits in the shire.’  or maybe she’d be sentimental enough to say  ‘may the force be with you,’  but that feels a little generous.”

Hope laughed, knowing he probably wasn’t too far off. “Yeah you may have a point. I can take a crack at it of course, though I need more than a few minutes to figure out how to put all that encompasses Landon Kirby on paper.” Eyeing the food neither seemed too interested in, she turned to face him completely and reached for his hand. It was nice, a physical reminder they were both here and for the moment, relatively out of danger. “Hey...wanna head into town tonight or tomorrow? Grab a milkshake or sit in the park, people watch? It might be nice to just...get away or something.”

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ethantm​:

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“brenna,”  he repeated, as if saying the name out loud was going to magically make him remember her.  or anything.  nope.  no dice.  “i mean, i know that i didn’t chill with the vampires when i was a student here, but she definitely doesn’t ring a bell.”  ethan zoomed in on the picture, then zoomed back out.  “yeah, what’s up with the hair color?  isn’t that what happens when you go swimming with blonde hair?”

Hope grimaced, taking in the image once more. “Pretty sure chlorine green is like, murky and gross looking. She looks like she swallowed a highlighter. Maybe a witch spelled it or something. Wouldn’t be the first time.” The girl gestured down the hall, where the faculty offices remained. “Don’t you have access to like, the student portals or files? I’m sure you more than anyone could narrow it down if it’s bugging you that much.”

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bhitchcraft​:

in hindsight that had been a big declaration. at the time it was the best move and in ways she didn’t regret it. she needed a break from seeing josie put it all on the line for everyone but herself. of course, that wasn’t the only reason she had changed her mind. the list had a been a long one in the end but she wasn’t sure hope needed to know all of that. “is it not in true evil temptress fashion to show up just when everyone thought you were gone for good? someones got to keep you guys on your toes.”

“Right. You do love an entrance. Does it hurt to know you’re not the biggest and baddest on campus anymore?” People had hardly feared Penelope when she’d been around but, her tongue had definitely given bite to those who crossed her. But she’d been almost the same of sorts. Stuck in that spiral of unhappiness and grief and never allowing herself up for air. Retrospect was a bitch. “So what’s the plan, go to classes by day and snark at Josie by the light of the moon?”

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maginox​:

josie nodded, “i know,” she said, “and i appreciate that, i really do, it’s just…” the brunette trailed off, “i like to think i made progress these past sixteen months and now, it’s like i’m starting over again and if i had managed to earn anyone’s trust that’s gone now and it’s silly and pointless but i’s frustrating.” she shook her head, hands clenching and unclenching before she forced a small smile in hope’s direction, “i’m really glad you’re back, hope… both of you. i don’t need to remember the year to know we missed you.”

“Let it out then, shove it all into that cake. Or we can go to the woods, your sister is the one who showed me how to do just that through screaming into the trees.” Whatever coping mechanisms they all needed today, she wouldn’t deny her. Her smile reappeared at Josie’s words, knowing they had to have gone on with their lives. She’d have hated it if they hadn’t. But the reminder was nice, all the same. “If it’s too much to ask of you please tell me to shove it or whatever but, i’m worried about Landon.”

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bhitchcraft​:

from her outside perspective the salvatore school felt just as she left it. a wave of nostalgia hit her like a sucker punch to the stomach as she walked through the familiar hallways. it was a disgustingly cliche feeling that had her wanting to roll her eyes at herself for feeling so sentimental about this place. but it was what brought her back in the end. it was a home even if she wasn’t one to admit that to her peers. 

the outside yard was as hectic as ever. she had barely even made it out onto the lawn when a football came soaring through the air. with a hand extended she stopped it in the air just inches away from someones face. “you know, i hear the odds of getting killed by a football are low but never zero.”

“There’s something incredibly wrong with the universe if the thing that takes you out ends up being a flyaway football.” Hope muses from the front steps of the school, having sat down to go through her bag for the schedule of classes she barely remembered registering for. Some had been Ric’s idea, others required, but at least she could still have a few hours out of the day in the art wing so, that was something. But where she was supposed to be this very moment? She couldn’t tell you. “I thought once you ditched this place you were dead set on never coming back, Penelope.”

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lizziesaltzmvns​:

     she turned from examining her closet yet again and gave hope a somewhat skeptical look. “metaphorical? right.” the second word was dragged out to convey her disbelief. “honestly it could work or it could also completely erase our entire memories of the several months for good.” she held up a necklace to examine it before wrinkling her nose. it had to be a gift of some sort because there was no chance she’d buy something so gaudy and cheap looking. “not that i’m not all for just rushing ahead and ignoring the advice of our elders, but i don’t know.” she turn to throw herself on the bed next to hope. “the whole thing is just really messed up.”

“And not that I don’t trust your dad to figure it all out on his own...” She trailed off, shrugging. Her face said what she didn’t finish aloud anyways. The girl fell back onto the bed from her perched position, both now staring at the ceiling above them. “I don’t even know how I woke up, let alone how Landon —”  resurrected? Her throat went dry, and she swallowed it down. “Yeah. We both woke up at least. Messed up barely begins to cover it. At least no one moved in and took over the rest of my room from Alyssa so, that’s something.” It was an odd sort of peace, to be relieved and panicked all in one fell swoop. “How long before the monsters show up, you think?”

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xavy​:

where: On the Roof of the Old Mill who: Xavy and Hope ( @mysticmikaelson )

To Xavy, he has only been to the top of the roof of the old mill a few times. But as he stood there now, it was evident that he has visited a lot more often since then. Even if he couldn’t remember the past sixteenth months, he could see how the place has changed since he last remembered it. The roof was no longer littered with dried leaves and twigs. They’ve all been swept aside along with other possible debris that found its way on the roof. A certain area looked particularly cleaner than the rest. Xavy was certain that it was the very spot he last sat on.

With a grunt, he sat down on the roof and looked at the forest around him. It was weird. Even the forest looked different. No one ever notices the plants around them growing. Even if they were constantly reaching for the sky, no one notices since it happens just too slow. But now that they were practically yanked into the future, it was clear to Xavy that the trees were different. Weird. It all felt both strange and familiar at the same time.

Xavy didn’t know how long he had been staring at nothing in particular when his ears picked up the sound of leaves crunching as they were stepped on. Someone’s coming. His eyes dropped down to see Hope approaching. Xavy smiled although he wondered if Hope could see it from down there. He tilted his head as an invitation for her to come up.

She’d hoped training would snap her out of whatever funk she was in, but two hours later and Alaric had called it a day and the tribrid still felt far too restless for her own good. It was easy to fade into the crowds now though, everyone far too occupied with the new parts of campus or new faces and old to watch as she headed out of the grounds towards the old mill. Maybe it was the heights, the way the world could look just a little bit different — she’d tried to paint it a few times but could never quite get it right. But there was a calmness to it all, and she craved it.

But someone already was perched up there, and it took a moment to zero in on the fact she knew just who. But Xavy was already gesturing her up, so she wandered over to the run down trellis and climbed with relative ease. Soon enough Hope dropped down next to him, breath an exhale of a sigh. “Hiding too?”

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maginox​:

a beat passed and josie considered hope’s words before replying, “i don’t think i’m ready to hear the speech and actually believe it yet,” josie admitted, she let out a deep sigh of frustration before continuing, “it’s just… i don’t know if i have been relapsing in the past 16 months, or if people started trusting me again or how long it took, or if we remembered the last year people would still avoid sitting at my table in the library,” she explained, picking the bowl off the now clean floor before dropping the whisk into it, “it’s frustrating.”

She considered the others girls words, doing her best to put herself in her shoes for a moment. Hope had practically made a career of distancing herself from others for a long time, but they hadn’t feared her necessarily. And josie was someone who was so good —she definitely deserved none of this. “Of course it is. But as far as your dad and the rest can tell, no one is getting them back any time soon. So I guess all we can do is try again and be better. Show them the real you is still here. They know you, Jo.” She reaches out to squeeze the girls hand. “I doubt you were alone in those months, but now? I’m back and Landon’s back and you still have lizzie and super squad.. we have your back.”

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landontm​:

“i know, right?”  landon had a feeling that she was just faking an appetite for his benefit, but she’d always been a better actress than him.  trying to rise above, he picked up a fry, but it took more energy than he’d anticipated to choke it down.  god.  still no appetite?  check.  “i know that like, in the movies, they’re always like,  ‘oh, he wouldn’t want us to be sad about his death, he’d want us to move on.’  but come on.”  landon paused for a second.  did he die?  is that how they were classifying it?  he didn’t know — he hadn’t been around for the discussion.  “this feels like a little bit of a rip off.”

Hope’s smile was more genuine this time, watching as he struggled for nonchalant as he swallowed. A part of her felt too guilty to bring up how she felt the same about food half the time. She’d only been asleep and he’d been a lot more than that. So she’d downplay, and get by. All she cared was he was here, with her. Alive. “Lizzie gave MG a live eulogy once, or so I heard. I’m sure if you ask really nicely she’d do the same for you.” 

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maginox​:

“hope, how long have you…” josie began, surprise evident in her voice, but she interrupted herself as hope spoke the incantation, watching is the spilled batter disappeared and she offered the other girl a grateful smile, “thank you.” it was nice that hope wasn’t shying away from her, after everything, she had tried to help her and now when all their classmates seemed to look at josie expecting her to burst into flames knowing she still had a friend in hope was nice. “you mean how no one can remember sixteen months but can remember his daughter threatening to kill everyone unless she got to merge with her twin sister?” josie scoffed darkly.

Hope paused, eyeing the other girl for a few beats. The emotion in the words didn’t shock her. Apparently any progress Josie had made was wiped away with that year, and either way she herself hadn’t been around for any of it. “That’s a lot of understandable bitter, I get it. Do you want me to agree and we can complain about it together or do you want the speech about how half of that isn’t your fault, maybe even 2/3? Because I have time to spare, enough to even do both.”

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“So this is 100% a metaphorical question.” She begins from where she’s propped on the end of Lizzie’s bed watching the girl move around her room. It doesn’t look too different to Hope, but she can’t say she spent much time memorizing details of the home decor styles of one Lizzie Saltzman. “But last time everyone forgot me, you got whammied with dark magic and suddenly yelled my full name in a park 12 hours later. What do you think would happen if we just whammied... everyone?” @lizziesaltzmvns​