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hot spring flavored falkler inspired by some earlier thoughts 🫧

#signalis #signalis falke #signalis adler #adlr #flklr #i had so much fun coloring this #i should try to draw more backgrounds in the future hehe #myth.art

* ‘ @flklr !! , sc .

she can remember the paleness of his skin , the blood trickling down the side of his mouth , and the way the fear of death glistened in his eyes as they all stood around waiting for the hex finn had placed on his body to finish the job . then rebekah came in like a dark angel in the night and fixed everything . the goodbye kol had spoken between tears was no goodbye at all , not anymore . davina had thrown her arms around him once he had been cured . it didn’t matter who saw , she loved kol mikaelson . her , a girl who once felt hatred just at the mention of the mikaelson name , fell in love with one .

a few days had passed now and due to her closeness with the mikaelsons , davina was being shunned by her coven . it didn’t matter how much she had done for them , they still only saw her as a vampire sympathizer . walking through the market place she can feel their eyes on her -- full of judgment and hatred . her grip on the basket she was carrying grows tighter as she approaches a stand in an attempt to buy some herbs . the witch selling them doesn’t acknowledge her to even say no or go away . taking a deep breath , davina turns from the stand and begins to walk away with a frown on her delicate features . that is , until she sees a familiar face .

kol’s appearance makes her smile as she meets him in the middle of the street . “i’m surprised you escaped rebekah . weren’t you supposed to be on lockdown until she was sure everything was out of your system ?“ a playful brow is raised . she knew of kol’s desire to break the rules , it was something they had in common .

#flklr #writings : davina claire .

* ‘ @flklr !! , sc .

his job as king of new orleans was to know everyone and everything that came in and out of his city’s limits . the laveau’s were witches with a dark history -- one of the reasons he had abolished free use of magic in the first place , not the only reason but a major one .

of course now , things have happened and the world has changed . marcel had left new orleans with rebekah in hopes to find happiness both of them have deprived themselves of and in his absence vincent has taken over monitoring the witches and trying to keep the peace .

but peace is a foreign concept to the city of new orleans , it could never have lasted too long . marcel finds himself back in his city . the threat of being overthrown and the hollow returning looming over his home , and he finds himself in a bar called the witches brew .

walking through the room , those who recognize him seem to stop and stare while the tourist carry on in ignorance . a confident smile curls at the side of his lips . he forgot what being feared and respected on such a large scale felt like these past few months he had tried playing human .

leaning on the bar , his eyes flicker over to the girl he had been looking for . “kiara , my favorite bar tender . i’ll get my usual .” this visit of his was anything but innocent . this drink came with ulterior motives , but that didn’t mean he couldn’t humor himself for a little . “business is looking good . how’s that aunt of yours ?“

#flklr #writings : marcel gerard .

❛ oh come on lucifer , don’t get all soft on me . you’re THE DEVIL or has chloe done the impossible && made you all soft n’ gooey like those marshmallows trixie inhales like air . oh and spoiler alert : you need a shower , you smell ripe . . . ❜

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