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bornforthegoodfight · 4 years
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i know we’re all going to have a lot of feelings about that. (bereavedxx)
the haunting of hill house   sentence meme.
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She was retired. After Doyle and everything in the basement, seeing with clear vision what had become of her grandmother, she wanted to leave the necromancy behind and to exchange it for investigative techniques and skill. Yet, something kept haunting her. She couldn’t put the case of Hades and the portal called Styx behind her. It left the objects on her shelves, and it made the temptation to use them greater and greater.
Amelia Frances…
The call still came in her grandmother’s soft, lovingly manipulative voice. She had questions, about Hades, about Mikael, about whatever came next. One moment, she was at her desk, and the next, the door was locked and the lights out. Striking the match against the side of the box, she lit one candle then another until she was surrounded, cross-legged on the floor.
Closing her eyes, she opened herself up as an energy source. The memories of the basement flared up again, the grasp and that sinking feeling of being pulled where she’d never come back…to the places where the Librarian had gone. “This is a mistake,” she said aloud as she shifted to blow out the candles when she heard it.
“The heir…the Mikaelson heir…”
“The Mikaelson what now?” She popped back up, listening intently. “Henrik’s the heir.”
“No.”
The spirits spoke together, in something of a flurry and fuss, talking over one another, so Fran pulled out some paper and began to write as it came through.
“The.
Mikaelson.
Heir.
Born.”
Then the chaos stopped as it was replaced with a melody of voices.
“of a Siren.”
“When?” Fran asked.
“It’s already started” said one.
The pen fell from her hand, and she barely muttered a goodbye to the spirits as she took out the flames with a single wave of her arm on her way up to her feet. Running all the way to the Mikaelson house, she let herself in where she found Claire and Rebekah.
“Anikaia’s pregnant!” She blurted out.
“i know we’re all going to have a lot of feelings about that.” 
“I tried to tell Kol,” Rebekah started.
“No, it is Kol’s…” Fran corrected.
“That’s impossible.”
“What’s impossible?” Henrik asked as he entered the room.
“The Mikaelson heir born of a siren,” Fran repeated the prediction. 
“The what?” The Siren herself appeared at the top of the stairs. 
“Oh.” Fran muttered, not expecting to be the one to pass along the joyous news to the mother-to-be herself.
“You’re pregnant, apparently.” Rebekah did it for her.
“Kol can’t have children.”
“Yes, I’m afraid he can,” Fran replied, “but I guess it doesn’t hurt to be sure.” 
Elijah entered on hearing the commotion, and Fran sunk down on the couch beside Claire as Rebekah rose to get a pregnancy test for Anikaia. With a breath, she looked over, “penny for your thoughts?”
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bereavedxx · 4 years
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What do you think of Kol's impending fatherhood? Was this ever something you thought might happen after you brought him back?
ANONYMOUS PLAY TIME!
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“I think it’s hilarious. Can you imagine that man changing a diaper or getting spit up on when he can’t even admit he has feelings for his baby mama? If not, you should because that is a great visual.
And no, I never in a million years would have thought this might happen. Karma can be a real bitch, aye?”
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museswithinx · 5 years
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FMK: Klaus, Kol, Kara { Rose }
Blow up my inbox.
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“Oh, I’m lovin’ these options!
Well obvi I’m gonna marry Kol because I’m the best thing for him. Just need to get rid of the siren slut first. Klaus is a king and totally yummy, so I’ll happily fuck his highness anytime, anywhere. And then kiss Kara because you’re a fucking idiot if you think I’m gonna kill my favorite bitch. Even if this is just a game.”
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magicxfix · 5 years
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Ever hang someone on a wall by their underwear
Blow up my inbox.
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“I think you’re confusing me with some over-the-top middle school bully. I haven’t, but let me direct you to Kol or Klaus’ inbox. I’m sure they have stories and then some.”
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allroundlostcause · 7 years
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@originalxconceit replied to your post: Okay, honestly, I am baffled by the amount of...
The Ric hate from this last episode was absolutely ridiculous. Like he’s a father and his kids were in trouble. They’re his number one priority.
It’s bizarre. No good parent could have just ignored that. You could just about hear his head emptying out in terror. People seem to forget very easily that Kai had already killed every other member of his family. Including their pregnant mother, and actually, them. 
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bornforthegoodfight · 4 years
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Send ✵ and my muse will answer the following.  
Their first impression of your muse: Reckless, a little frightening because of his tendency toward poor impulse control, but he’s Klaus’s brother so benefit of the doubt was warranted
Current impression: “The brother I never had.” Still troublesome, but she feels the most sisterly toward him.  
Are they attracted to your muse?:  Ahahahhahahahahahhhaha....no. (sorry, Kol!)
Something they find frightening about your muse: His poor impulse control
Something they find adorable about your muse: The way he tries to hide just how much he loves his family and Anikaia 
Would my muse sacrifice themselves for yours?:  In a heartbeat
Would my muse go on a date with yours?  platonic/romantic:  Platonic, yep!
One word my muse would use to describe yours:  STUBBORN
Would my muse slap yours if they could?: No
Would my muse hug/kiss yours?: Hug only
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bereavedxx · 5 years
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Memory - Kol’s Resurrection
The forest was quiet tonight. Almost too quiet. Claire didn’t like being out here but she had made a promise to a friend and there was no turning back now. Kol needed her help. 
Navigating her way through the trees, she found the clearing where she had worked tirelessly to restore (and then preserve) Kol’s charred body. It hadn’t been the easiest task; in fact it had been quite unnerving working so closely with a corpse, but she had managed to turn a frog back into a prince. Now with the full moon finally upon them, she could now reunite his body with his soul if everything went according to plan. 
The moon would reach its apex soon so she had to be quick. Approaching the middle of the clearing where she had left him, Claire kneels down beside Kol and opens up her bag. She makes quick work of setting up the candles all around him; lighting them with a few uttered words as she digs the spell itself out and then the most important ingredient--- blood. Human blood. The very sustenance of life. Hers would have to do.
Pulling a blade out of her bag, Claire checks the position of the moon and nods her head. It was time.
Beginning the incantation, she takes the blade to the palm of her hand and makes a quick swipe with it; letting the blood sprinkle down over Kol. The more she recited the spell, the hotter the flame from the candles felt against her skin. Did that mean it was working? She could only hope so. Continuing, she harnesses all her power and commands nature to bend to her will. 
Suddenly everything around her became more intense. The flames from the candle grew higher, the wind whipped around her, and she could feel something pulling inside her. Her body started to protest, blood streaming from her nose and her ears, but she kept going. They were so close, she could feel it. 
A loud crack echoed through the clearing suddenly. Thunder? Claire couldn’t be sure but whatever it was, it interrupted her incantation; the force of it sending her flying backwards. Everything faded to black.
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It was still dark outside when Claire awoke. She couldn’t be sure how much time had passed, but what she did know was her body ached. She felt weak and exhausted and different. Something was wrong. “Kol?” she calls out, remembering why she was out here. Had the spell worked?
“What have you done?” His voice came, his greeting cold and full of anger. Kol was alive again but he looked pissed. But why? It wasn’t quite the gratitude she had been expecting.
“What?” she asks him confused, moving to stand and then realizing something. “Wait, Kol... I can’t feel my magic anymore. My connection to nature, it’s... gone. Why can’t I feel my magic?”
A panic started to arise in her, but then his hand came around her throat and she was pinned with her back against a near tree. “Wha-- Get off me!” she screams, her fingers trying to pry his hand off.
“What have you DONE!” he hisses in her face; his violent rage enough to make her tremble. Why was he so angry with her? He was alive. She had obviously done everything right. Before she could make a response he was shouting at her once more. “The spell was simple. Even for a witch of your caliber. Body, blood, full moon. Easy as counting to three! Yet you prove to be so bloody incompetent, you’ve brought me back in my weakest form!”
Kol loosens his grip on her and Claire sinks to the ground, tears pouring down her cheeks as she fights the panic that had arisen in her chest. It finally clicked. He had come back to life, but as a human. How did this happen though? And why couldn’t she feel her power?
“This is bullshit, I did everything right!” She argues. “I followed all your instructions to a t, I did everything that you told me to do. I’ve made these preparations for months. You can even read my notes, it’s all in there. I have no idea why you’re human.” 
It was too late though. His expression was livid; cold and unforgiving. Claire could walk him through her entire process step by step and he still wouldn’t believe her. Kol needed someone to blame and she was the easiest target.
That betrayal stung.
"If that were true, we wouldn’t be in this position, now would we? Obviously it was a mistake to trust you with something so important. But don’t worry, sweet little Claire. I’ll never make that mistake again.” He spat with pure venom in her direction. With one last glaring look, he turned his back on her.
“So you’re just going to leave me out here then?” She snaps at him as he starts to walk away from her. Claire had her answer when his form was soon swallowed by darkness. They were supposed to be friends. He had mentored her and in return, she had given him her loyalty. Where was his?
Choking back on a sob, Claire clumsily stumbles back to her feet; rubbing her neck where he had grabbed her by the throat. It was so dark out now and she was so exhausted, she wasn’t even sure if she could find her way back to town. Digging around in her bag, she found her phone and dialed the only number that would pick up this late.
“Evie,” she cries into the phone. “I did something stupid and I need your help.”
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museswithinx · 5 years
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What makes Kol so special? (Rose)
Send my muse random anons!!
They can be about anything you want! Just send them in.
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“Um, hello, can you say ‘gorgeous’? He’s like one of those super yummy underwear models, except he puts all the rest to shame. Not to mention, he’s got this brilliantly diabolical mind. I was never into smart guys, but there’s something about his mind that is just so... sexy. Ever heard of Kemiya? Those daggers don’t work on hybrids, so Kol came up with the idea to change the elemental foundation of one to use on his brother and it worked! I mean, who thinks of that?! Kol Mikaelson, prodigal genius, that’s who.
And oh my god, the sex with that man. Oof! He’ll have you seeing stars, fireworks, and all that good shit. He may have ruined other men for me.”
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