#& hope mikaelson // hcpemikaelscn

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sorry belle Will be lording that one inch over Hope till the end of time thank you very much

#* a mind full of thoughts 「hc」 #& hope mikaelson // hcpemikaelscn

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Ever since the sacrifice of Klaus and Elijah, Henrik along with Rebekah, Kol, and Freya were Hope’s only remaining family, and even though Henrik had tried to help fight the Hollow, find a way that didn’t mean his brother had to die, they had already lost Hayley, no need for Hope to lose her father, but fate like always was against the Mikaelson family. After their deaths, Henrik had retreated back to Mystic Falls not only because New Orleans seems empty since the remaining family was scattered, but because it had been Klaus’ request for Henrik to stay near Hope and keep an eye on her, though he had to admit, Hope was a threat all her own, not many could challenge her and live to tell the tale. But he was surprised to see the vampire that was giving him a hard time since he took over the Mystic Grill go flying into a wall with a sickening crack, he looked over for the culprit to see his niece. “Was that really necessary Hope, I could’ve handled it the moment that bloody moron chose violence” Henrik said as he knelt to pick up broken beer bottles, courtesy of the vampire Hope had just thrown into the wall. 

#Henrik Mikaelson #Legacies Verse #Hope #hcpemikaelscn #Are You Speaking To Queue?

[nolaraised]

URL  :   heartbare​

SIRE-BOND OR NOT, HOPE MIKAELSON HAS ALWAYS HAD A WAY OF BRINGING HIM BACK TO EARTH. The overwhelming noise and bustle seems to fade in her presence, like they were never even there. His world narrowing down to breaths in sync, the sound of her heartbeat reverbating through his skull.

“No, it’s you. It’s ALWAYS been you.” Ever since he was a little boy, laying eyes on the amazing marvel that is, and always has been, Hope Mikaelson, Henry’s loved her in a way that surpasses all known language, all known thoughts. Just a deep understanding that he would do anything his Hope asked him to do, would lay his life down for hers without a second thought. (She didn’t need a sirebond to order him about, he would follow her into hell and beyond without complaint.)

“As your future husband, it’s my job to remind you that THIS WASN’T YOUR FAULT. It was my choice to turn, my choice not to speak up. You are not responsible for being manipulated, Hope.” Roman Sienna better hope he never sets foot on the same continent as Henry again or he’ll TEAR HIM APART.

He rises to bridge the gap between, arm curling to support her back as a hand reaches up, entangling in the soft locks of her hair. He leans into the touch, turning just enough to place a soft kiss on the inside of her wrist, grey eyes meeting blue. “ And i love you, Hope. I always have, and I always will.”

He mentions being her future husband and it reminds her that she could have taken her own children away.  If she STOPPED to think about it for more than three seconds there would be options running in her mind.  I gave him EVERYTHING that mattered to me.  His hands on her arm as she cried for her mama the days leading up to her death would HAUNT her still.

Her future is now in her control and Hope knows that she will marry this man and give him EVERYTHING that he wants.     Marry me.   Hope thought as his love and admiration washes over her in waves.  The soft kiss to her wrists,  his warmth and it is easy to get lulled into comfort.  She should be comforting him in the fact his life had gotten harder but she can’t.        ❝ I should have KNOWN that he was… ❞      a beat given as she swallows down emotion.        I could have had you a lot sooner.                                ❝ Did you even think about it before asking me? ❞ Hope swallows hard waiting the answer.        Did you THINK about what this meant?   Being a hybrid was a target on his back and hers.  It was a dangerous game and she doesn’t care because it meant she was his and he was hers.  Sometimes,  she hates this because he was not HIMSELF.

HE LOVES HER SO MUCH HIS HEART ACHES WITH IT. His beautiful girl with her blue eyes and kind heart, always worrying about everyone else but herself. (And hadn't that been exactly what Elijah Mikaelson preached? The salvation of her father's soul and the weight of the world on her shoulders.)

"You cant know everything, Hope. He was a damn good liar. It was never your responsibility to protect yourself from him. Dr saltzman should've done his research and NEVER let him in In the first place, let alone anywhere near you." Roman sienna used her and broke her trust in the worst way possible. Saw her as an abomination to be prevented instead of the little girl who healed butterflies just because she could. (Who saw a little boy grieving his mama and knew he needed a friend, even when she had every right not to give a damn.)

"I thought so, before. But.." no amount of mulling it over and considering all the consequences could've prevented him from the reality of what was coming for them, the storm brewing at home, needing only the smallest of nudges to break loose. Even if he had managed to stay in control amidst the overwhelming sounds and sensations, kept it together against the hunger and rage boiling beneath, his very existence was all they needed to point fingers, to justify their needless hatred and gather the vampires against a common enemy.

"I didn't think it would lead to this."

#i'm going to jump and grow wings on the way down「Henry B. / ic」 #& hope mikaelson / hcpemikaelscn #//this isnt getting cut bc its from an older blog #//damn i was actually Good at writing back then sdhjd]

[disulta]

@hcpemikaelscn x

Hope’s hand stops just above the doorknob.      ❝ Lizzie … ❞       the name falls off her lips sounding like a prayer at this point.  Hope turns on her heels to look at the other when they mention being unable to sleep.       ❝ I -  ❞       this is the moment where Hope could just walk away.  Could go lay in her bed until the night turns into early morning but she can’t.

❝ Have you ever been to a drive in diner at around midnight ? ❞ It is an idea that pops into her head the longer that she stares at the blonde unable to find words to tell the other to just go to bed.  They had a long day of dealing with the quarter’s unrest and problems that always seem to pop up.  Lizzie had to be well rested as Hope doesn’t want to deal with the version of the blonde that has not had seven hours of sleep.      ❝ Grab your shoes. We are going on a drive. ❞       Hope doesn’t waste another second as she allows the door to open.  There was no need for fancy clothes or even for her to put on shoes that weren’t black black slippers.  Just her keys and a blonde that makes her heart go pitter patter. 

WITH HOW MUCH HER LIFE HAS BEEN SPENT STIFLED WITHIN THE BOUNDARIES OF MYSTIC FALLS, SHE CAN’T SAY THAT SHE HAS. Sure, they’d had their occassional spring break trip when they had the chance but there would always be some emergency or other dragging their dad back to the school. Their last attempt had been interrupted by the infamous fire, which the responsibility she now knows rests solely on Josie’s shoulders, and their mom’s been on ‘recruitment trips’ ever since.

“Not much of a normal night life in Mystic Falls.” As much as Lizzie postured and controlled, she was still the headmaster’s daughter. the ocassional party at the Old Mill might be acceptable but there was still a standard to uphold, an image to maintain in the eyes of her fellow students and the townies of Mystic Falls. (Not that it had ever done anything for her in the end - even fake dead, they couldn’t even be bothered to mourn her. She wonders what they’d think of her now?)

“Wait, seriously?” Still, she follows onwards, barely pausing to shove her feet into the closest pair of shoes, not letting herself agoniseover their suitability to her current outfit, a small bit of magic reaching out and summoning her jacket in one hand, the other instinctively reaching out for the tribrid’s.

“You’ll have to show me round the city properly, some time.” Beyond the briefest of memories when she was little, Lizzie hasn’t had the pleasure of exploring the home of the one and only tribrid. She wants to walk the streets, see the sights, hear the music, to know the city that molded the girl before her. (From the brief glimpes she had on their way in, she wonders why Hope ever left.)

#* godhood is just like girlhood; a begging to be believed in 「ic」 #& Hope Mikaelson / hcpemikaelscn

[little-miss-buffy]

━━    . .｡. * ❀:* 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄: send me your muse's height && I will compare it to my own muse's ! Hope is 5'3 !

#hcpemikaelscn #buffy summers #hope mikaelson #height comparison meme #//they're so tiny lol #//pretty sure this is the first time our muses have interacted since we've been friends #//which has been a LONG time lol #//not being manipulative just amuses ^_^

[heartsbreaking]

bea waited for her sister to leave the stables. she could ride, but it didn't happen often. she did better with small animals so it really was better if she just watched when hope went riding. she'd caught her just as she was coming off the trail and watched from outside the paddock until she was done. "i've got a present for you to give tove." she reached into her pocket and pulled out a peppermint. "how was the ride?"

STARTER CALL | starter for @hcpemikaelscn / hope mikaelson *

#hcpemikaelscn #*[ DE MARTEL B : STARTERS ] #character : beatrice de martel

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so @hcpemikaelscn is an absolute star! one of the first people I ever interacted with in the tvd fandom and invited me into a group chat that I’ll always have fond memories of. Gwen made me feel welcomed and helped me become a lot more confident in writing on tumblr and in the tvd fandom. has always had so much kindness and patience for anyone who interacts with her, whether they’re a long time friend or new to rpc, and I’ve always admired her for that! plus, she is a fantastic writer with such a firm grasp on her own characteristim of hope mikaelson that I’ll always be able to make out that it’s Gwen’s Hope even without knowing it’s Gwen writing, that’s an amazing talent !!!

#[ positivity ] #[ ooc / delphi ] #hcpemikaelscn

[dandeliicns]

Ships for the Atlas'

Hey guys!!, just wanted to make a quick post about the ships/verse exclusive I have for the Atlas' since I'm constantly updating the site with information and also retconning some things that I simply don't want anymore. I would like to add the relationships page again - so here are the ships that verse exclusives I have:

Rosalie x Derek Hale @dalphahale

Rosalie x Lydia @bxdassbanshee

Rosalie x Dante @rebellionss

Rosalie x Viveka @eleutherxmania

As for friendships this what I have:

Atlas Siblings & Adren Harris @noetic-noesis-noein

Rosalie & Hayley Marshall @fallsheavy

Kelly (now known as Eva ) & Hope Mikaelson @hcpemikaelscn

These are the relationships that I have listed on the hidden relationship page. If you'd like to start from scratch with plotting I COMPLETELY understand, I've been gone for awhile and it's unfair to my rp partners that i've left you in the dark without a word or a post about what was happening. So if you get a chance please reach out so we can discuss in depth! I'm available via IMs and Discord (.worldofm ) if you'd like to talk or simply let me know that's it's okay to keep the relationships the way they are.

#✿ | ❝ mentally i'm like shaq on stilts. ❞ ⤏ out of chara ( m is speaking ) #✿ | ❝ i won't waste your time; i sense something divine in you ❞ ⤏ psa

[insidehcpemikaelscn]

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑

Her hair is naturally auburn hair because Summer Fontana's hair in season 4. This was covered up from when Hope was 7 years old until she was 15.

Hope's hair color was light brunette coloring when she was in hiding.

When Hope turned 14, she wanted to try something different: adding strands of highlighted color—blue, pink, and purple. At freshly 16, she changed her hair back to its natural state.

After her mother dies, Hope changes her hair color from red to auburn, from light brunette to dark brunette.

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐇

In hiding, Hope's hair was shoulder-length and pencil-straight.

After coming out as a Mikaelson, Hope allows her hair to grow to waist level.

Rare;y after she turns 16, does anyone see Hope's hair above mid-back length.

𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐋𝐄

Growing up, Hayley would put Hope's hair in a single pleat down the center of her back.

Scandinavian-inspired braids start appearing in Hope's style after she turns 16.

Hope rarely uses a curling iron on her hair. If she does, it is often in ringlet form.

𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Hope has difficult emotions when it comes to the natural state. It feels shameful ( from hiding it for so long ). It was also genetically passed down from her mother's and father's sides.

Hope tries to be like her mother, but when she misses her mother terribly, her hair often goes as dark as Hayley's.

During times of great stress, Hope often has this urge to change her hair dramatically. Rarely is it cutting her hair, but colors are her go-to or even hairstyles. If Hope has a low moment and cuts her hair short, extensions are put in later when she feels more like herself.

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

Between a 2b and a 2c hair type.

Human hair grows, on average, by half an inch a month. Hope's hair grows 1 inch a month on average before turning into a werewolf. Her hair grows 1 1/2 inches in a month when her sides have been triggered by herself.

Hope uses magic to keep the color in her hair. This is to keep the cost down and for color to be consistent.

The headcanon was posted on HCPEMIKAELSCN. More in-depth information was added, and things were changed as well.

#( headcanon ).

[redemptivexheroics]

@hcpemikaelscn Continued [X]

"Well, all hail, Hope Mikaelson," Henrik said with a chuckle as he placed the rest of the broken beer bottles in the trash can before looking over at the temporarily dead vampire. "Thanks for that because I was this close to pulling a stunt your father would've. I hate that people think this family is a target because Klaus and Elijah aren't here anymore, and it's bloody annoying," he added as he went over and grabbed the vampire by the legs and threw him in the broom closet for now. And went back to Hope. "Friend, please, he just strolled in here talking shit, and then you showed up and magically flipped him on his ass. So I assume your sudden appearance wasn't to take care of some punk vampire; what's up?"

#Henrik Mikaelson #Legacies Verse #Hope #hcpemikaelscn #Are You Speaking To Queue?

[nolaraised]

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There is cotton candy crumb on the corner of the mouth of a handsome man that makes her stomach DRUM with a heart that skips a beat.  The faris wheel long behind them as they sit in the back of a car with a driver up front.  They had spent ALL DAY at the fair,  tasting everything that was greasy and riding anything that moved.  It had been the most worth while experience for someone that rarely before was able to go out an about.  The EIGHTEEN year old knows what her mother planned,  had seen the paperwork signing her life to another in a way that should make her ANGRY but the truth is Hope can’t be.   This is the life that she wanted.It protects me and my future.   Does he know?  Does he want the same thing? Hope never asked because when she found the papers at first?  She had been so UPSET that the fire burned inside of her bright and there was a fight with her mama that caused her to run to the arms of a killer and be easily manipulated.     ❝ It was the county fair,  I hardly think it was the BEST thing you have done in your life. ❞

He said he had the time of his life WITH her.  Not that he had fun there only.  It makes the smell of sweets against his lips feel like home and she wants to taste it.  It has been less than four months since Henry turned into a HYBRID    (  more like 3 months and two days ).     ❝ I have never been here though. ❞    a yawn pulling at lips,  a hand going to cover itself.I’m exhausted.   Guilt will eat at her later but for a second,  she forgets the troubles of her life and just focuses on him.

‘  i  had  the  time  of  my  life  with  you.  ’ / from Henry!     @heartbare​  taken from naturesloopholed

THIS WASNT HOW HE'D ENVISIONED HIS LIFE GOING ONCE HE'D DECIDED TO TAKE THE PLUNGE INTO HYBRID-HOOD. It felt altogether sweeter than he deserved. Fair dates and trips beyond the boring, drearyness of Mystic Falls or the colour and jazz of the French Quarter. Fated to be together from a young age as they were, they knew it was entirely dependant on both them wanting it, so when Hope had started dating Roman sienna, he figured his chances were gone for good.

"Nobody expects anything from us here, though." Here, they were just two normal teenagers, albeit rich ones in hope's case, with her high end clothes and the literal driver taking them back to the Quarter. At home, the expectations of their positions will settle back in, the mantle of faction leader covering hope's shoulders like a cloak. (She'd never seemed more a queen than that but Henry had always preferred those moments just for them, when she'd smile and let her guard down, act the girl and not the figurehead.)

"Then we need to take you out more." A smile tugs at sugar-tinged lips, even the almighty future tribrid needs sleep sometime. A knowing look is cast her way, hand reaching out for her own, a search for permission before contact is made.

"I can keep watch, if you wanna get some sleep?"

#& hope mikaelson / hcpemikaelscn #i'm going to jump and grow wings on the way down「Henry B. / ic」

[taintedbloodlines]

( @hcpemikaelscn liked for a starter from Klaus Mikaelson )

"It doesn't matter how powerful you become, how independent either --- you will always be the most important thing in the world to me," Klaus said quietly. He would not apologize for that line of thinking either. Sure it caused him to meddle, to push himself into her life more than she no doubt wanted but he could not change that. "I am always going to do what it is necessary to make sure you're safe, Hope."

#hcpemikaelscn #( ch: klaus mikaelson )

[bornsurvivr]

@hcpemikaelscn wrote: i don't want to be old, and i most certainly don't want to be dead.

❛ you? old? oh, never. you're a mikaelson. ❜ as sad and tragic as it is, mikaelsons rarely grow old. not that rory is well-versed in the history of hope's family. but, she's heard the stories, the rumours... a family that seemed to be equal parts comedy and tragedy. ❛ and you're a super-cool tripod thing. ❜ wait, not tripod. ❛ tribrid! i meant tribrid. anyway, point is that i don't think you're gonna grow old. or die. we're gonna live on forever. immortal buds. definitely going to be very rich pals. ❜

#hcpemikaelscn #⌜answered.⌟

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Everyone was asleep in the boarding school. Except for Lizzie, who was planning to sneak out of her room to go to Hope her room. Once knowing Josie was asleep, the blonde get out of bed not wanting to wake up her sister. As she was opening the door slowly and walked out and closed the door silently. Hoping she wouldn’t be caught while sneaking to Hope Mikaelson her room. Once arriving there she softly knocked on the door. Please be still awake, be still awake. The blonde was thinking and almost said to herself. Folding her arms over each other as she was looking around in the hallway.

Tapping her feet impatiently on the floor. Rolling her eyes as she was playing with a lock of her hair as she knocked on the door again. “You better not have fallen asleep on me, Mikaelson.” She mumbled and she knew that she would probably hear that with her vamp hearing.

[percentstardust]

“I think I drank too much.” Rebekah Mikaelson

nye prompts | accepting | @hcpemikaelscn

Her own champagne flute is placed down as she hears her niece's words.

"Do you feel sick, darling?" Immediately, she walks over to take a hold of her niece by her arms to steady her just in case. Blue eyes survey her as she watches her. "Describe how you're feeling, Hope, so I can go about helping you." Rebekah is already running through the ways she knows how to help someone like this in her head. First, she would need to see if Hope needed to get to a bathroom, which would not take her long to get her to one. Then, after that, she would give her water. And if she felt well enough to eat food, she would feed her some of the food still left out for the party.

"It is okay to drink more than one should, but, you have to be more careful." Her own daughter has done the same before and she has a lower tolerance than her tribrid niece. "Dagny does the same thing. She isn't as lucky as the both of us still being just a witch and all."

#hcpemikaelscn #& answered ask ( rebekah mikaelson ) #alcohol cw #auntie / legal guardian will take care of u babygirl

[multi-royalty-arc]

"I need coffee. If you don't have that please wait until I have it to speak." - Rebekah Mikaelson or Freya Mikaelson

@hcpemikaelscn

“Hope.. this is a car, I don’t just have coffee on standby, but I can take you to get some”. Freya laughed, “you seem like you’re having an exceptionally bad day”.

#multi royalty asks