ofxcrescents​:

“That’s all the more reason to come save me.” a laugh fell from her lips as she hit his side lightly. “We gotta work on your coming up with excuses to drag me away from…. well, basically anything. We need like a codeword or a signal or something.” Hayley let out a sigh. She loved the life that her daughter was making for herself, even if she didn’t agree with all of the ways she was going about it. But Hayley was more than content staying out of the spotlight. And that was proving to be very difficult. “I’m beginning to miss the quiet bayou life more and more.”

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Jackson laughed as well, giving her a playfully downcast look of apology.  “My bad, wife of mine.  We’ll absolutely work out a signal before the next time your daughter gets crowned the Queen of New Orleans,” he teased.  As she sighed and rested against him he kissed her temple and ran gentle fingers through dark chestnut hair.  “Something tells me the quiet bayou life is going to be about as relevant as VCRs and Blockbuster from here on out.  We’ll find ways to keep this life ours though...and if nothing else, I can rescue you from time to time.”

ofxcrescents​:

alphakenner​:

His lips against her hand was more than welcomed and relaxed her more than she could say. She made her way around the couch to join him, cuddling against his side, cheek resting against his shoulder. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m hanging in there. I just need a break from just about everyone.” She peered up at him for a moment. “You know, you could have saved me instead of hiding out in here by yourself.” she teased.

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Jackson set his arm around her as she cuddled in, feeling relaxed and calm for the first time since the night had started.  There were a million things he didn’t know, a future he couldn’t predict, but to hold his wife?  He could do that easily as breathing.  “I could have,” he agreed, pressing a kiss to her forehead.  “But you were in the middle of talkin’ to...what’s her name, the little brunette kid in Hope’s guard.  And I thought it might look suspicious if we both left at the same time.”

ofxcrescents​:

ℂ𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣  ✧  @alphakenner​

Hayley had managed to escape yet another person fawning all over herself and the Mikaelson family in hopes of getting into the queen’s good graces and was looking for just a moment of peace. She had found Jackson hiding out in a side room and heaved a sigh of relief. She made her way to the back of the couch that was closest to the door and draped her arms over his shoulders, placing a kiss against the top of his head. “I’m beginning to think you had the smart idea of hiding out here.”

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Jackson looked up, startled by the opening door, only to let out a long sigh of relief as he saw his wife’s beautiful face looking back at him.  Leaning back into her grip, he turned his head enough to kiss her hand.  “Oh, it was absolutely the right idea.  I couldn’t stand one more well-wisher asking me if there was a technical term for a queen’s stepfather, or asking about Hope’s plans like she’s told me anythin’.”  He rested his hands on hers.  “You hanging in there okay?”

intricateveins​:

The look of horror on Callie’s face for having been busted was almost comical and her eyes were wide and doe like as she slowly turned to face Jackson. “Sorry…” she murmured, before taking another slow sip, almost as if subconsciously letting him know that she wasn’t giving up on this glass.

Again, it wasn’t the first time Callie had drank alcohol, but it was the first time that she’d had such a mass quantity of champagne over a short period of time. So she hadn’t anticipated that she was about to enter her over-sharer phase of ‘champagne indulgence’ “actually, i’m just here looking for my mom’s boyfriend. She can’t, because she’s dead, so….” Attempting to catch herself and stabilise the conversation she asked, “are you … having a good time?” 

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It took all of his willpower not to laugh at the expression on her face, reminding him as it did of the ones he must have worn in his childhood days when he was caught by Mary doing one stupid thing or another.  When she held tight to the glass, though, he didn’t take it away.  He did push a glass of water toward her, though, for afterward.

His brow furrowed as she explained, in a slightly drunken manner, what had brought her to to the coronation.  “I’m sorry about your mother.  I hope you can find her boyfriend, if he’s here.”  Jackson smiled.  “I am, thanks.  How could I not be when my stepdaughter’s going to be Queen?”

immoraldeceit​:

It had been Mal’s personal agenda to know wo everybody was in attendance for the evening, but the last person that he’d ever expected to come to his aid was Hope’s stepfather. Or more specifically, Hope’s resurrected stepfather.

However, he had no grievances with Jackson and from what he knew of the alphas past, had no real reason to either. Although it might have pained him to admit it, Jackson had been one of the good ones and he could only pray that would have some sway in Hope’s future. “I appreciate it” he responded, encouraging a smile but it was obvious that it wasn’t something he exhibited often. “Can’t say that i’ve ever been one for a large crowd, small talk isn’t exactly my forte.”

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“Think nothing of it,” Jackson waved a hand as he finished the knot and drew it shut.  The tie hung perfectly, and he gave his own handiwork an easy smile.  “Looking sharp now, no one can say you don’t fit in with the crowd.”

He returned Mal’s smile and gave a rueful shrug.  “Yeah, big crowds aren’t exactly my thing either, at least not this kind of crowd.  The kind that has money and power.  I mean sure, marrying Hayley kind of brought me into this world a little bit, but I didn’t have to live in it for long, you know?”

savageantagonist​:

Despite Klaus’ unchanging expression, he was fond of the memory that Jackson was revisiting and a soft expulsion of breath left his lungs in response. However, he couldn’t resist taunting Jackson, even if the pair had made some significant progress in tolerating one another. “Easy, mate” he began with a playful smile “I offered you a simple drink, not an invitation to sit around a campfire singing kumbaya together.”

There was no malice behind his taunt though and as Jackson asked his question, Klaus took a moment to think of his response. “My daughter has always been destined for greatness and that was exactly what made our enemies so fearful of her.” Klaus paused, glancing down before eventually returning his gaze to Jacksons. “But, following in my footsteps is not her destiny. Instead, hers is what she choses to make it.”

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Jackson chuckled, shrugging.  “What can I say?  I thought it was worth a try.  Like maybe being dead made you all nostalgic for the happy memories of life.  And being around me is always going to be a happy memory,” he joked.  “But I do appreciate the drink, for what it’s worth.”  He watched with some interest as Klaus processed his question, honestly wondering what the Original was thinking as Hope readied herself to take the throne.

“We’re in agreement there; whatever she wants to do, I’ll back her play.  The last thing I expected was to find out this was her endgame, but then again I’m still processing the fact that she’s grown up.  Last time I saw her before we all came back was that brief trip she took to the afterlife, you know?”

savageantagonist​:

It was Klaus’ fatherly duty to ensure that Hope’s coronation went off without a hitch and with the extended invitation towards the resistance, he was even more on edge than usual. Klaus was ensuring to observe each and every guest carefully, determining their intentions for the evening so that he could step in and prevent any ill intent, but for now there seemed to be a tranquillity to the atmosphere, or as much as their could be at a celebration. 

With a bottle in hand, the hybrid sauntered over towards his next conversational victim before extending the bottle towards them. 

“Here” he mused nonchalantly a brow perking at the taken aback response he received “don’t look so surprised, I am capable of possessing my courteous moments. This is a Mikaelson celebration after all and I can’t have a guest empty handed.” 

@afalsedawnstarters​

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Jackson accepted the bottle, tipping it back for a moment before he gave a reply.  “Oh, I remember how courteous a host you can be, Klaus.  Not so long ago it was Hales and me, climbing those steps right there so we could get married at the top.  Before you invited us to live in your home, and showed off Hope to the crowd.”  It seemed like yesterday to him, even if it had been many years.

“This has gotta be a little weird for you, huh?  Grown up Hope running what used to be your show?”

immoraldeceit​:

“I know how to tie a tie” Mal sighed, the frustration radiating from him as he tugged at the wonky knot that he’d managed to repeat three times over. The hunter glared at the wolf who had refused him entry to the compound for not having met the standard dress code and perhaps it was his sheer reluctance to enter the compound, or a feeling that something was bound to go wrong, but he was certainly stalling. 

Although he wouldn’t admit it, he was grateful for the assistance offered by a bystander as they approached, reluctantly loosening the material for a fourth time before murmuring within his defeat, “not kidding by the way, I can usually do this.”

@afalsedawnstarters​

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Jackson found it ironic that he, of all people, was helping anyone tie a tie.  He hadn’t exactly grown up wearing them, but it was a skill he’d picked up somewhere along the way that still hung in there like muscle memory and for once he actually had a use for it; when he needed to wear one himself it was usually Hayley who took care of it, as he feigned helplessness just to have her near him.

“Don’t even worry about it, happy to help.  This crowd makes people a little nervous, and when you’re nervous you forget the easy stuff.  I got you though.”

intricateveins​:

‘That’s for … me?’ Callie questioned hesitantly as a waiter headed towards her with the offering of champagne the moment that she stepped into the compound. The banshee didn’t even wait for the response, quickly removing two flutes and scurrying away before they could change their mind, or cotton on that she wasn’t twenty one.

It wasn’t as if she’d never had a drink before, just never at an event as extravagant as this that was free, or a stolen sip of somebody else’s.

So naturally, once she had finished her drinks, she tried her luck again, pleasantly surprised to find that she had secured another two drinks to which she mused to the closest bystander, “okay, now I totally get why people drink this stuff for fun.”

@afalsedawnstarters​

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Jackson had the good fortune to be walking by as the girl took her second two drinks and mused about them, which was enough to tell him that she probably shouldn’t have them.  “Let’s maybe take a pause on the champagne, alright?  I ain’t gonna check your ID or anything but maybe have some water between drinks.”

His own was cradled in his hand, although he was drinking less of it than he wanted; it seemed more important to keep his mind clear given everything that was happening than to get a drink.  “You havin’ a good time?”

❝ it’s a wonder you’ve made it this far. ❞ - Klaus

"You know, I've said that myself a few times," Jackson chuckled ruefully. "But I've got a wife who tends to bail my dumb ass out, and I'm always grateful for that. Besides," his grin turned a bit more impish, "I've heard people say the same about you from time to time."

@savageantagonist

“ you. i’ll always and endlessly fight for you. “ - hayley

"I never want you to be in a position where you need to," Jackson sighed, resting his forehead against hers. "Because from what happened after we died, it kind of seems like this whole family is in a cycle of sacrificing themselves for each other and you know I couldn't stand to lose you ever again." He was silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "But I want you to know that I'll never stop fighting for you either. Not ever. Not till the end of the world."

@ofxcrescents

“ look around you. do you still truly see no reason for us to fight? “ - Tara

"You're damned right I don't see a reason for us to fight. From everything you've told me about what happened after I died, I don't see where the kid is wrong. Maybe she ain't done things the right way, but the goal is good. And if that's true, then there's no reason we should be fighting; we should be getting her and us on the same page."

@cflostsouls

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“Hales, if there was ever a day that I didn’t like that then it’ll be because I’ve died,” Jackson grinned as Hayley climbed into his lap.  “And the thought of a day for just you and me, no baby in sight, is about the best thing I could imagine right now.”  The baby was a blessing for them both, but it didn’t take away from the fact that they still needed some time alone to appreciate each other.  “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

@ofxcrescents​

“ there’s nothing in this world nor any other, that would stop me from protecting you. ” -Tara

"You're gonna protect me, huh, squirt? Interestin', because from where I'm sitting Hales and I are in the safest place in the city. As long as Vincent and his buddies don't do anything incredibly stupid we're safe as houses. You, on the other hand, I have concerns about."

@cflostsouls

❝ things seem to be going well with you two. ❞ - jo

"If it wasn't for the fact that my stepdaughter is ruling the city with an iron fist, it would be like we never left," Jackson promised. "From peace back to the living is one hell of a transition, but I think we've weathered the storm pretty well. How're things with you?"

@joscttclaughlin

❝ why are you blushing? ❞ ( Oliver )

"Shut up," Jackson nudged Oliver with his shoulder. "Look, I been dead a long damn while. It's been longer than that since a girl gave me her number. Even if I'd never do anything with it, can't deny it feels good. Now buy me another beer, because if I'm still blushing when we get home Hayley's gonna have questions."

@beretedbeta

clcnasalvatorc​:

       ❝ really? i would have thought growing up near the woods would have paved the way for all kinds of home remedies. ❞ elena spoke teasingly, nodding along to the next words that jackson spoke. ❝ i think i’d much rather stick to what i already know works. ❞

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“I mean, we knew how to use plants, but we weren’t bottling them and adding cute scents,” Jackson laughed.  “I think that makes sense, especially from someone who’s actually been to med school and isn’t just a scammer.”