#dcvastates

[desireshappiness]

@dcvastates​ sent: 💬 / meme

"Darling, it's beautiful, thank you!"

[cursedbcrn-a]

@dcvastates​​ / plotted starter

           She never knows how exactly to act when it comes to her family. Her family. For almost two decades, the notion of the Mikaelsons had been so abstract for her, just stories told to her by her mother at bedtime. She knew how her Grandma Mary used to speak of them, like they were the monsters under her bed, and she’d read the same history books that the rest of her classmates had, about Klaus Mikaelson, the “Great Evil”. In the depths of her mind, each member of her family grew to fanciful heights, warped and shaped by a child’s imagination. Now that they were all awake, sometimes it was difficult to reconcile who they actually were, with the visions that a young Hope had conjured up to keep her company when she felt lonely. 

Her Aunt Freya was the most powerful witch the world knew, at least that was how Hayley had described her, and despite all that power, Hope had imagined someone, well... softer than the woman before her. Not that she was cruel or evil, but there was an intensity that simmered around Freya like a hurricane. Her magic was impossibly strong, yet controlled, unlike the way Hope’s magic seemed to whip around her like a wildfire. No matter how many classes she took at Salvatore, or how many tutors Hayley tried to find for her daughter, there was something about the Mikaelson magic that wouldn’t be tamed. In many ways, it frightened Hope, hating the way a single thought could bring about devastating results, especially ones that she never intended. It made others frightened of her, keeping her even more isolated from her classmates who knew nothing of her heritage, but saw how her uncontrolled emotions could set fire to the entire forest surrounding the school. 

The bracelet that Davina had spelled for her only did so much to keep things at bay. Meditation and mindfulness helped her to keep a lid on her emotions, but every year that passed meant her power grew exponentially. And now, she stood across from Freya in a clearing in the bayou, wondering if maybe it was too late to help her find control. Wind whipped around them, sending animals scampering away from them and she struggled to find her footing. “I can’t do it!” she yelled, barely able to hear herself over the roaring tempest. Sheets of rain began to fall in a torrential downpour, and Hope shielded her eyes to keep water from getting into them. “It’s too much!”

[perfaede]

“ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion. // give us one on freya lol

I've seen just about every opinion there is to have on Freya I have no idea what's unpopular at this point 😂 Maybe that I don't hate her oop

OH, I don't think she should have had a child so soon after having a crisis over it and getting basically no closure about her unborn child, but her son also shouldn't have been named Nik. She was closer to Elijah, for sure. But in general, I don't think Vincent would like any of the Mikaelsons' names for a name for their son.

And, just because I cannot help myself. Her happy ending wasn't actually that happy since she's mourning the boys & Hayley. She has no relationship with Marcel, Davina or Kol at all so Rebekah and Hope are basically the only Mikaelsons she has left after searching all her life for them.

And Kol had no business officiating her wedding especially since he brought up daggers and then it cut out to a bunch of h/aylijah stuff there's a lot Freya got done so dirty in the last season

[movedtopugionem]

@dcvastates​ sent ; ❛ Well, I was hoping I might get just a few words with you. ❜ @ finn!

               eyes  wondered  towards  his  older  sister  as  his  back  rested  against  the  wall ,  arms folded  over  his  chest .  she  sounded  series --  worried  even .  so  much  had  happened  and  he  still  felt  resentment  towards  his  other  siblings .  maybe  not  as  much  now  but -- it  still lingered .  so  much  was  stolen  from  him  and  his  nature  wasn’t  as  forgiving  as  most .   “  what  is  it  that  you  want  to  speak  to  me  about ,  sister ?  “  finn  replied . 

[responsiblealpha-arch]

@dcvastates​ said:   they were sold out of bananas , so i bought a kinder egg instead .  ❜

             He can’t help the small endearing smile that forms on his face as Freya presents her spoils from the shopping trip. A deep chuckle pulls through as he looks at the wrapped chocolate egg, shaking his head slightly. “Not your typical substitute for bananas.” he said. “But a good treat nonetheless. You know there’s a toy in them?”

[enduringlystoic]

      he takes a seat on the couch beside her, offering her a glass of wine as he gets comfortable, and lifts a brow as he glances at the screen.  ❝ what is it we’re watching, again? ❞

@dcvastates​ ♥’d for a thing

[otherwoofsarch]

@dcvastates​ asked: ( sms ) : i know it's three am but i got donuts and i'm outside. @ jeremy

The text message makes him pause, raise his eyebrow and put down the paintbrush. It was at that moment that his stomach growled, alerting him to the fact that he had been working on this painting for hours ( while everyone else was asleep, a moment of quiet ) and hadn’t eaten since dinner. He sends a quick reply.

[ Text // Freya Mikaelson ] I’ll be right out.

He quietly opens his art studio’s door before walking through the house, not even a creaky floorboard or a footstep giving away the sound of his movements ( he knows this house like the back of his hand, he knows what spots to avoid to not make noise - it’s instinct at this point. ) He passes through the kitchen, silently opening the fridge and grabbing two bottles of water out, then made his way out of the kitchen door, just catching a glimpse of his reflection in the glass window and noticing the paint smeared through his hair - then he glanced at his hands to see the pain over them. Oops. Oh well, he’d deal with that later. She spots Freya, and offers her a small smile. “Apparently the way to lure the alpha outside alone is through donuts.” he says dryly, with a hint of a smile growing on his lips. He offers Freya a bottle of water. “Can’t sleep?”

[deceptivemorals]

"I will knock them out with magic way before I ever need to hit them." And no, she is not pouting; that, as the eldest sister, would be quite unbecoming of her. But the stove is truly on indeed and all the times she got knocked out herself do not count. || @dcvastates​

         "your magic is undoubtedly a huge advantage in combat. nevertheless, i would like to point out that we cannot rely solely on our supernatural abilities. magic can be contained or disturbed. the same goes for the abilities of vampires. it is always beneficial if you can rely on your own strategy and tactics as well as knowing how to fight back and protect yourself."

        granted, elijah is in his element. he thought it was important to be able to defend oneself without counting on supernatural abilities.

        "please, sister, i'd sleep better if i knew you were definitely safe because you know how to protect yourself." besides, he is aware that using too much magic can quickly drain her.