sweetest / sin.

i can feel the flames on my skin. crimson red paint on my lips. if a man talks shit, then i owe him nothing.

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nighttcrror‌:

Sapphira could tell that this place meant a lot to Davina. The way she seemed to feel as spoke about the place. There had never been a place like that for Sapphira. The youth of New Orleans needed that small spark of a place – a place truly loved by the one running it. “First things first, evicting the spiders that seem to have taken up residence here.” Gesturing for the broom, Sapphira took hold of it gently and glanced around the shop. “So you said you and your husband just moved back to town. What brought you back? Family? Work?”

davina had a complicated fondness for most places in new orleans. she had seen happiness and heart break in so many parts of the town it was hard to keep track really. but, in many of those places the good outweighed the bad, and sure, maybe she still had her reservations about moving back. years of travel had made her quite spoiled and she wasn’t denying that she would miss it. following sapphira’s gaze towards a particular spider web she laughed lightly, “unless they’re going to start paying rent they definitely have to go,” she hummed jovially with a grin, beginning to dust off the counter, “family, mainly, our niece recently moved back as well after attending school in virgina, being around seemed like the best option,” davina smiled gently.

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prcttywicked‌:

“promise.” The original was quick to agree, leaning in for one more kiss before she went too far. Kol pulled her closer to his side, finally breaking his gaze from her to face them towards the view of the city before them. With celebrations in full swing and the parade of parties approaching, there was much to look upon. “well although it never has been, this city certainly won’t be a dull time with the mikaelsons calling it home once more.” A light way to phrase the tensions he’d seen rising in the streets, wolves and witches alike hissing in their metaphorical territories even as he passed. Their squabbles currently seemed just that, but it made him just a tad weary all the same. “And how shall we spend this mardi gras, dearest?”

the city had never been boring, not to her. davina might not have a lot of fond thoughts of her mother left, but she couldn’t deny that evangeline claire hadn’t given her a few good years. really, before her mother stood by idly as one of their coven’s elders got ready to slit her only daughter’s throat davina had loved her mother endlessly. that love died when she looked in her mother’s eyes that night and saw no urge to save her daughter. but life hadn’t been boring, even before the mikaelsons returned, before her life became an endless dance of loyalties and eventually love in a place she never expected it. but kol stole another kiss and davina smiled, “well, since you are not going anywhere one of those daggers or a coffin, and i’m not locked inside the church,” she began, fingers lacing with his, “i would say the possibilites are endless.”

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ohlandon‌:

it didn’t take a rocket scientist to surmise that landon kirby had never really been a people person.  and yeah, sure, that facet of his personality had certainly improved since his arrival at the salvatore school — but new orleans was testing him all over again.  and mardi gras?  he’d rather be holed up in his room, but it had been made pretty clear that this plan was not a possibility.  so there he was, searching for an ounce of quiet  (though he would have settled for a familiar face)  in the throngs.  “ugh, god — ”  landon muttered after yet another drunk stumbled into him.  ‘watch where you’re going’  danced on the tip of his tongue, though a reflexive,  “sorry,”  came out instead.

davina stood back from the roaring crowds, she had lost kol a moment ago and the brunette trailed through the streets on her own for a moment; he’d find her, he always did. but she watched as the young boy was pushed left and right by drunks stumbling all over the place and sighed softly when she heard an apology slip from his lips. “you have to stand up to them or you’re never going to not be pushed around like that, literally pushed around i mean,” she informed him, she had seen enough drunk mardi gras celebrators to know what they required to know their own place.

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prcttywicked‌:

Seeing where the brunette’s gaze had drifted, Juliette felt little sympathy for the poor fool who was on the other end of it. She was too busy setting her drink back down, sniping a napkin from a nearby tray. “I’ll survive. Everyone is either too wasted or too eager to explore to care where they go or how fast. I just was one casualty in the process. Besides what’s going to be a pretty sticky hand soon, i’ll live.” She gave the girl a bright smile, stretching out the clean hand. “Juliette.”

“personally i would say they’re too wasted to function at all,” davina countered, her opinion given with the flash of a bright smile as she lifted her own drink to her lips, taking a small sip. watching the festivities take place and people falling further and further into a tip of close to hedonistic behaviour was almost the best part of it. when she was a kid she played with her friends, with monique and the other girls, until curfew during mardi gras, dancing in the streets and performing magic tricks for stunned tourists despite how they had been told it was too dangerous. davina took juliette’s offered hand with a smile, “davina claire, nice to meet you.”

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ofsommers‌:

time: feb. 25th, ~11 pm location: reverie status: open

         jenna couldn’t deny the thrill that ran through her as she tossed back yet another shot. she was well on her way to being drunk and perfectly happy about that. she’d already ventured onto the dance floor, but had quickly grown bored without a partner who could keep up with her so jenna had turned to the bar. it was still strange for her, having little to no responsibilities after hours. she wasn’t entirely sure if she’d ever fully leave guardian mode, but the alcohol certainly helped with that. “want a drink?” she asked the person next to her. “i’m feeling…” her voice trailed off as she tried to find the correct word. “i’m feeling magnanimous tonight.” 

josie’s experience with new orleans and its establishments was that not many of them really bothered if a patron or two flashed a fake id. it seemed like they cared even less during mardi gras. the entire city was engulfed in a spirit of friendliness and excitement, music playing and bodies swinging to the tempo. looking over at the blonde josie glanced towards the drinks behind the bar, it’d be so easy to just say yes, to have a drink and let her mind rest. she didn’t need to be responsible all the time, right? smiling softly josie nodded, “sure,” josie nodded, “i’ll have whatever you’re having,” she told the taller blonde, “thank you.”

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prcttywicked‌:

The thing was, Kol knew. He knew every damn reason she was about to say, and even when she said them all he could do was sigh. She was right, his wife had a habit of being so. It did nothing to quell the pit in his stomach, so rarely felt except for when a piece of his long damned soul knew things weren’t quite right. But Davina was correct, if things were growing in the city as he’d heard, his family would need him. His niece had quite the habit of being as reckless as her father– all of them really, who was he to kid? His silence reached for a few moments longer, finger brushing her cheek in a rhythmic motion as if to soothe his own worries. Meeting her eyes, his voice a low whisper.  “This city did terrible things to you.” As if either could forget.

kol’s worries were warranted; they had both been through more than one could remember. “i know,” davina assured him; sacrifices, locked in a tower, dead boyfriends, curses and death, there had been a lot. leaning into his touch with a fond smile on her lips before looking out over the city. she had been through too many horrific things for her to really even want to return, if it wasn’t for hope she probably never would have. but even at times when davina had lost everything she had been willing to help the girl in whatever way she could. “i know this place took everything from us both but... we’re in this together,” davina reached up and pressed a kiss to his lips, “you and me, first sign of trouble and i’m driving,” she promised, a mischievous smile flashing over her lips. but at the same time, even as mischief crossed her features davina wondered if a day would come when the two of them would visit new orleans without a contingency plan ready to go.

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bitteredsweet‌:

“i have crawled out of hell, figuratively and literally, just to get back for hope and i’m not trying to say i’m not happy to be here with her, but..” generally when hayley — or anyone else in their weird little family — had a come back like this, it ended poorly for one of them. and the truth was, the more times they came back and got offed the worse it was for hope. she and everyone around her would always give their lives for her daughter, as much as it might suck for her in the long-run, “… i’m sorry, from what i understand it hasn’t been easy on you either.”

josie frowned as she listened to hayley speak before the hybrid’s last words ellicited a laugh from the brunette, “it’s been a... complicated year,” josie admitted, smile settling on her lips, “the malivore came as a bit of surprise out of nowhere, it was hard to prepare to fight something you didn’t know existed before it showed up, kind of made that a bit more difficult,” the brunette declared with a hum.

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nighttcrror‌:

“Good to see the educational system has not failed sixth graders,” Kai shot back, amused by the girl’s immediate response. This was refreshing, a part of him relished in the banter with another person. Kai had spent far too long in solitude. There was something about the girl that reminded him of Josette. One of the only people he had remotely cared for – albeit in his own way. Whispers at the back of his consciousness reminded him that he had taken that away from himself. A need to preserve his own power had overrode any humanity he had received from Luke. “I feel like you’re projecting, little one. I didn’t mention anything about ‘taking things for granted’. I told you to question things. But do tell. I love a good story.”

“boarding school kid, so i don’t know, from what i’ve seen mystic falls high is failing kids, some of them are pretty... they’re a bit slow some of them,” she contemplated with a furrow in her brow, still attempting to remain polite while remembering the actions some of the students at the high school had took. josie wouldn’t say she in any way kept secrets about herself there were some things she didn’t open with though, and ‘hi i’m josie my mom was murdered by my psychotic uncle before i was born and also i’m a siphoner’ definitely fell into the category of things people had to learn at a later point in time. there was something about this man that didn’t exactly make him exude the calm and reliability making josie want to tell him anything about herself, “what do i get from telling? sounds to me like all you do is learn about me,” she challenged him before conceeding ever so slightly with a small sigh, “you’re old you wouldn’t understand usual teenage woes,” josie declared.

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prcttywicked‌:

Juliette thanked the bartender over the pounding music, sliding over her card for a tab before facing the crowds once more. The club was packed, though the wolf wasn’t shocked. Call it checking out the competition or just blatant curiosity about the club that had seemingly risen from the dead — but here she was. One old fashioned deep and ready for whatever the night held. The jarring awakening of someone slamming into her shoulder had her stumbling, right into another poor soul. “shit, sorry!” Besides spilling a bit over her own hand, the drink seemed to have missed anywhere else, which was at least a plus. “Are you alright?”

holding back a faint yelp davina took a step back to steady herself when the woman stumbled into her, “i’m fine,” davina insisted, fingers slowly releasing the steely hold she had managed to create holding onto the counter of the bar to keep her balance, “are you okay, looks like you took a bit of a bump there to lose your footing like that,” the brunette hummed softly, a gentle smile forming on her lips and davina directed a glare over her shoulder towards the individual who had pushed into the other in the first place to create the chain reaction.

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nighttcrror‌:

Sapphira was pleasantly surprised that the girl agreed to allow her to help her. It would be something good to keep herself busy. There was only so many fake fortunes she could provide to aimless tourists before she started to loose her mind. “I can agree to those terms and conditions,” she spoke as the smile grew on her face. Glancing around the shop, she whistled under her breath and nodded. “Yeah we might be here all night.” Her eyes softened when she learned that her and her husband had met here. “That settles it then. We gotta get this place back in tip top shape. Maybe then others will meet here, too.” Returning the grin, Sapphira gave a small wave. “I’m Sapphira Hawthorne. I could say the same to you.”

she had loved this place, well before she met kol really. she had loved going into the store to have a chat with joe and to browse through records. though at the time davina had appreciated being able to go anywhere on her own, she had spent so long locked up in a tower that once she was out there were very few places she didn’t long to go visit. davina sighed, nodding in agreement with sapphira, “i think you might be right about that,” the brunette hummed, walking behind the counter to look for the keys to the cleaning supply closet, grinning in success once she found it and davina unlocked the door, “broom or dusting cloth?” she asked, looking over her shoulder at sapphira before spinning around with both items in hand, offering the choice to the other brunette.

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nighttcrror‌:

“Twelve. Seventeen. Is there really a difference?” Kai shrugged off as easily as ever. An aura about this girl gave him pause. So familiar yet foreign at the same time. He had yet to place his finger on it but it felt almost there. “You’re a feisty little thing, aren’t you? You almost sounded menacing. Almost.” He commented. “Some things aren’t all they’re cracked up to be. Learn early in life to question things.” Her wit reminded him of people long since passed. The immediate aptitude she had to knock him down a peg had only been possessed by few individuals. Eyes squinted as he stared at the girl for a moment before the gears in his head halted. It couldn’t be. Could it?

“those with the ability to count would say five years is the difference,” josie replied, quip in her voice betraying the faint amusement almost threatening to reveal itself in her voice. it didn’t last long. pressing her lips together tightly josie huffed through her nose; he was infuriating, and a part of her wanted to quip back that she definitely knew about hardships. her life had been complicated and full of hardship before she was even born, when her mother was murdered while pregnant. but that wasn’t all, the past year alone was enough to make josie believe anything was possible, she had spent the year fighting necromancers, and unicorns, and brain-controlling slugs she still hated remembering. shaking her head josie sipped on her drink, the most important thing she had learned was to do whatever it took, regardless of the consequences for herself, her family and friends mattered more, “i’ve spent the past year learning a lot, you don’t know anything about me, but believe me, i’m not taking anything for granted.”

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prcttywicked‌:

“where’s the fun in that?” Kol drawled back, amused by her small pout as she joined him. The press of her lips to his skin had his smirk softening, ever weak in the presence of one Davina Claire. Still, he was silent for a few moments longer, contemplating just how much he revealed. Lying wasn’t something that existed between the two of them, but he did worry himself over laying certain burdens on her. Though he had more than an inkling his wife already knew well where his thoughts had drifted. So he turned to face her, ever the preferred view, and reached up with his free hand to brush her hair from her cheek. “I would follow you anywhere, love. You know this. But I wonder—” a sigh, a weakened grin appearing. “This city isn’t always full of pleasant memories for me. Us, really. I wonder if maybe we were too quick to be so agreeable about staying this time around.”

“well you’ll never find out if you don’t let it happen,” davina teased, turning to face him, back pressing against the railing of the balcony of the apartment they were calling home these days, “there could be a lot of fun coming from it and you, kol mikaelson, run the risk of never finding out what”. but davina knew her husband, she knew he had a house set up somewhere waiting for them, somewhere at a safe distance away from new orleans, ready to whisk her off at the first sign of trouble. “hope needs her family here right now,” davina reminded him gently, leaning into his touch and davina took a small step closer, fingers curling around his bicep and davina smiled, “with everything she went through, all she sacrificed... i know what it’s like to be a teenage girl with the world on your shoulders, even if she thinks she can handle it, she needs us.”

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nighttcrror‌:

Peering passed the girl in the doorway, Sapphira took in the collections of records with at least a decade of dust layered on top. She had been living in the city for years now and walked by this store front frequently. “Definitely not a cleaner but I have been known to be handy with a broom and dust pan.” It was a sweet concept, wanting to bring something back for those in New Orleans that had been deprived for a time now. “I think that’s a noble cause. Bringing something joyful back.” Sapphira took a step closer to the door, taking in more of the work this stranger was in for. “So consider my help as a civic duty. Plus, I do like a challenge.” Mostly, Sapphira wondered if this project would be too overwhelming for someone on their own. If she didn’t at least offer she wasn’t sure she would be able to go about her day.

if there was one thing davina had learned to take with both a grain of salt and to approach with an open heart at the same time it was the kindness of strangers. her time in new orleans was scattered in time with moments where life was both made better and worse by trusting in people she didn’t know very well. “i will definitely take any help i can get to get through this,” davina laughed, “i’d feel bad about making you just clean up though for nothing so, if you’re serious about this, dinner is on me,” the brunette insisted, brushing her hair behind her ears as the wind picked up, blowing dark locks into her face and obstructing her view of the taller brunette. “i met my husband here,” davina mused, sharing her own fondness for the place, fingertips trailing the wood of the doorway as a smile formed of her lips, turning her attention back to the brunette she laughed, “davina claire, it’s nice to meet you.”

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nighttcrror‌:

Glancing over at his companion at the bar, Kai did notice she did not look of age. “How old are you? Twelve? I swear I’m bad at differentiating kids at certain ages.” He had never cared too much for children. Too many annoying brats growing up had made sure of that. Even before his slight psychotic break, he had never cared to remember who was in what stage. “Who? Me? I’m never a ‘grumpy grouch’ as you so delicately put it. I am the life of the party.”

josie knew she looked young, but not that young, and the brunette frowned, “i’m seventeen,” she insisted with a stubborn huff, the eerily familiar man sitting next to her at the bar spoke with in an inappropriate glee josie couldn’t quite figure why it was inappropriate; but it definitely was. “you expressed some thoughts dangerous teetering on ‘grumpy grouch’, if you’re the life of the party you might want to keep your tongue in check.”

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prcttywicked‌:

“Hey, breathe.” Hope spoke on a sigh, offering a weak smile in hopes of calming the other girl as she went on. “I didn’t think you did, though I wouldn’t judge either way. You know that me of all people I–I was never exactly the poster child for being in control.” She offered, chagrinned. Once it was clear the water wouldn’t run anything but red anytime soon, the tribrid sighed and reached for a few paper towels, thinning them out and holding out her hand for Josie’s. “We can wrap it, and head to my family’s place if you’d like? My aunt freya has a back room full of things, including something that might speed up the healing on this by a lot. Better than the school nurse at least, right?” She doubted Josie would appreciate having to explain this away to anyone else today.

focusing not only on hope’s words but also the way her friend said them, the gentle tone of her voice, the smile on her lips that seemed to barely be there josie nodded slowly. a laughter seemingly combined with a scoff escaped her as hope talked about her own issues with control, “what you’re saying is we’re all a mess?” josie mused, flashing a small smile as hope pressed the paper towels to her hand, “think dad is going to make me try that tibetan bowl meditation he did lizzie?” the brunette hummed, amusement clear in her voice before she nodded, “seems like a better idea than standing here, i can’t exactly walk around with an open wound in a city full of vampires, and i would definitely rather see freya than the school nurse,” josie agreed, certain that if they bumped into hope’s aunt the witch wouldn’t ask as many questions as the nurse would have.

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ofliight‌:

the sound of a cup breaking hit her ears, only followed a moment later with the mixed scent of coffee and blood, but the realization that it was coming from her daughter is what made caroline quickly move from her place in the line. “josie! are you okay?” she quickly lowered her voice as she moved to her side, inspecting the damage. “i have some bandages in my bag that should hold you over, but we should get back to the school and get it cleaned.” not missing a beat, she was already digging through her bag. while she’d been hoping to get a chance to sit down and talk to josie there and away from all the chaos and distractions of the new school, she’d take whatever she could get. glancing around the cafe and noticing the looks in their direction, caroline looked back to her with a reassuring smile. “would it help if i compelled them all to forget seeing anything here?” she was, for the most part, joking – hoping only to lighten the mood, but she also knew something about teenage embarrassment and would likely do it if asked.

despite the rush of energy her mom brought ot any situation at hand caroline’s presence immediately caused a calm to wash over josie; even as the wound in her hand sent stinging pains through her reminding her of its existence. “mom, i’m fine, it’s just a broken cup, it’s fine...” she insisted, even as caroline began to tend to the wound and josie knew her words were only meant to reassure her mom. in reality, the wound did hurt but that wasn’t the biggest problem of it, bleeding openly in a town like new orleans was incredibly stupid when vampires of all ages roamed the city and josie couldn’t quite shake her concern as she glanced around. but caroline brought her back and the brunette laughed, “it’s okay,” she hummed, happiness seeming to enter her tone for the first time, “accidents happen, right? nothing to be ashamed of.”

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devilfoder‌:

– & The knowledge that a multitude of those she knew were residing within the confines of New Orleans, wasn’t all that surprising. It meant that she would eventually have to confront the demons of her past, however it also meant that she would be reunited with the nieces that she’d missed a great deal. A scene within a coffee shop being created by one of those nieces, is not what Bonnie had intended upon waltzing in on. The instant the abrupt noise sounds she can feel the energy pulsating off of the other witch, actions being taken a second later. A brief utterance to a staff member that she would paid for the broken cup, and then she’s moving to sit across from where Josie had been occupying. “It seems that someone’s having a little trouble with control, though I suppose that was always Caroline’s issue too.” One way or another, wasn’t it. “It’s been a long time, Josie.”

in josie’s mind it had been too long since she last saw the witch before her now, relief flooding her sense as she laid her eyes upon the woman who for all intents and purposes were her family. bonnie’s presence seemed to bring her back, the energy she felt pulsing calming down as she breathed, slowly her breaths becoming less shallow and a small whimper passed her lips, “hi aunt bonnie,” josie murmured softly, her hand clutching the other where the piece of porcelain had lodged itself in her palm, “i’m not out of control it’s just,” josie furrowed her brow, she could handle what was going on, she had a handle on the magic she was performing, “a temporary lapse of control, a learning curve,” she insisted, fingers wrapping around the piece of porcelain and with a sharp breath josie drew it out pressing napkins to the wound in her hand.