❝ Kol. I’m not yet so old I’ve gone deaf, I can hear you lurking. ❞
@mikolsone ♥’d

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❝ Kol. I’m not yet so old I’ve gone deaf, I can hear you lurking. ❞
@mikolsone ♥’d
@mikolsone ; ᴋᴏʟ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟꜱᴏɴ & ᴇʀɪᴋ ᴍɪᴋᴀᴇʟꜱᴏɴ.
"I killed myself and activated my vampire side. and turned my humanity off." and perhaps his uncle kol might be the only person he trust enough to keep that secret out of their little family. the prison world had been a mess, but he had to do the extreme to survive. "and I would appreciate if you didn't share it with everyone. specially hope. I feel she would judge me."
@mikolsone // asks ::
❛ consider it a show of good faith. ❜
THERE isn’t a part of him that wants this, as Klaus eyed the dagger just a few inches from his hand. It was a weapon he could use against them, to protect-- But to hand it over, even if it could not be wielded against him, still gave him a moment’s trepidation. “My word that I will not dagger you for the foreseeable future isn’t good enough?” he questioned, even as Klaus knew the answer. Trust had turned to stone, to ash, between them all. It was a strain on what they’d been... a long, long time ago. “You wound me.”
@mikolsone asked: ❝ i had a lousy father. lousy childhood. ❞
“ What? “ she laughs, teasingly. Head shakes, amusement filling her features, it struck her as odd conversation for a vampire and a hunter but hey- he didn’t seem like an immediate threat.
“ we comparing tragic childhoods now, huh? “ she queries, head tilted. “ bet ya I win. “
+ @mikolsone for that one tangled-esque wishlist plot we discussed
okay, so, it’s a personal attack on her, specifically. netflix attacked her personally. it’s a personal affront, really, them removing all the seasons of gossip girl, just when udyati wanted to watch it all.
a quiet sigh escapes her lips as she logs out of the streaming service and turns off the lights.
amma’s still at work, and she works so very hard. the least udyati could do was finish her homework, and her chores, and she’d done both. and she’d read about every book she owns, so that? that’s not an option either.
the dark haired girl figured she might as well turn in early, but the sound of breaking glass had her tense up.
♡ ──── 𝚂𝙲 : ❝ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂, I’m gonna stick with no. ❞ @mikolsone
It had been a long and exhausting day, filled with yet another rejection from a witch Kol swore would help them, and even Hope was feeling the stress. Evident, that is, by her non-stop fussing for the past two hours that had Hayley pacing the hotel room with her daughter in her arms. Please go to sleep, she silently begged as Hope whined in her ear before nuzzling at her shoulder. But then she would be left alone with Kol, and Hayley didn’t think her patience or temper could handle him right now without the buffer of her daughter. It seemed that Hope was the only thing that kept them from staking one another in their sleep, because Hayley needed him and his knowledge & his allies of witches while he certainly did not want to be left alone with her kid she assumed. It was only now that Hayley fully understood why Klaus would dagger his siblings - his youngest brother at least - because what she would not give to be able to dagger him herself most days. Once, Hayley believed that no one - no one - could possibly infuriate her more than Klaus Mikaelson himself. Yet she had been proved wrong in the form of his brother.
“You know, you could help,” she snapped as she walked past his prone body once again, Hope’s wails reaching another pitch. “I mean, it’s about time you did something useful.”
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“So there I am, in half a bikini. Chainsaw over my head... when all of the sudden I hear this siren...”