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-> 💫 Gemini AU Masterpost
[ rottmnt sep au focusing on leo and donnie raised by big mama in the grand nexus hotel and performing in the battle nexus-- and, eventually, their long-lost family members. ]
cw: themes of child abuse, self-sacrifice, cults, blood and injury, ableism, emotional manipulation, pregnancy and childbirth, menstrual cycles, sexual assault, and csa. plz be mindful of tags.
General Tag!
Main Comic! (<- Was "Worst Punishment" and accidentally became the main storyline, oops)
Intro Post!
Gemini Headcanon Sheets! Outfits Reference! Playlist!
Mikey Intro! Raph Intro! Splinter/April Intro! Venus Intro! Jennika Intro!
Comics/Illustrations: Fighting Style, Hotel Days, PR, Moniker, Aries, Debut, Witchcraft*, Egg Saga,* Fun Fact, Egg Saga Aftermath*, Scarf Swap, Tiger/Sorrel, Relax, The Ways I Can Protect You, Childhood Lullaby, Your Room/My Room, Liquor Trip, Nightmares, Usagi, TMNT Sep Polls Content, The Nekomata Piercing Studio, Dimples, Tigerclaw, The January Garden, Tattoos,
Gemini Future (comics that take place down the line in adulthood, mostly fankid content): Future Donnie Baby tag, Future Leo Baby tag, Lake and Marsh Intro, Kame Intro, Pregante, Month by Month, "Baby Blues," Given Freely,
*important lore (aside from main comic) that you may wanna check out for context!
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The Analog/Digital Horror Recommendation Post
A lovely follower of mine asked for recommendations on Analog Horror series to watch since I mentioned I'm a big fan of the genre. I figured it would be best to just make a big post about it all!
This post will be split up into three sections: 1) Direct links to Analog/Digital Horror series with series that I have actually engaged in being in red bold 2) Links to analog horror commentary Youtube channels that do a great job of breaking down and explaining series because they can get kinda confusing 3) Some particular series breakdown videos I highly recommend.
Direct Links to Analog/Digital Horror Series
Angel Hare
ChezzKids Archive
Gemini Home Entertainment
Gilbert Garfield
Harmony & Horror
Hypnogogic Archive
Lacey's Games (I couldn't link to the playlist because the creator hasn't updated it with the latest video; just look for the Lacey videos on their channel, as of October 2023 there are 3)
Local 58
Mandela Catalogue
THE MONUMENT MYTHOS
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park (MY FUCKING BELOVED, also not a video series but rather a blog of in-universe promotional materials, documents, photos, etc. I will be linking to an explanation video)
Needlem0use
Vita Carnis
The Walten Files
Welcome Home (artist is here on Tumblr)
Winter of '83
This list will be updated as I watch more Analog/Digital Horror series! In the meantime, you can refer to the Analog Horror page on TV Tropes if you want even more recommendations.
Youtubers Who Dissect Analog Horror
Pagan Valley
Wendigoon (some videos haven't been added to this playlist so I recommend checking out his general channel)
minaxa
Wowman
Nexpo
Night Mind
ARG/Unfiction Analysis Playlist (400+ videos)
ARG/Analog Horror Explained Playlist (80+ videos)
My Fave Explanation/Analysis Videos
Mystery Flesh Pit National Park
A Digital Horror Tragedy - Lacey's Games Explained
The Most UNDERRATED Analog Horror Series: Winter of 83
The Hypnagogic Archive: An Anthology ARG
The Lost Footage of the Hypnagogic Archive
Vita Carnis - A Terrifying Analog Horror
ChezzKids Archive - A Terrifying Digital Horror
What are The Walten Files?
Gemini and the End of the World
Welcome Home: A Perfectly Innocent Lost Puppet Show!
What is Local58?/LOCAL58: The Broadcast Station that Manipulates You
The TRUE Horror of Local 58
Okay y'all, that should keep you busy for a long time, lol. As I said this will be periodically updated as I find new series and videos! Please feel free to add in your own recommendations in the replies, reblogs, whatever if you have them!
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Hello; Welcome to my masterpost!
Hi everyone! I'm Gemini Forest (Can just call me Gem)
I'm an artist, author and just a shitlord tbh who just likes making stuff. I like sharks, TMNT(obvious) cottagecore and other stuff.
Commission Sheets
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Gem's List of AUs!
Anon Art box
Sorry I'm Late
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The Bat Saga:
(Not in order and only what I could find. I'll add more as I find them)
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#Gemini Forest#rottmnt coin toss#masterpost#rottmnt Test Subjects au#rottmnt sorry I'm late au#sil au#rottmnt papa leo au#rottmnt solar flare#rottmnt eliot moss
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June Masterpost
This post will contain links to my posts connected to June, it’s energies, astrology, full moon etc.
I hope you will like this post!
Some of the dates my vary depending on where you live..
The Magick of June
June 4 -
Strawberry Moon 🍓🌕(in Sagittarius)
June 17 -
Saturn Retrograde (begins/ends Nov 4)
June 18 -
New Moon Facts & Magick (in Gemini)
June 19 -
Happy Magickal Father’s Day
June 21-
Litha History
Litha Facts
Litha Correspondences
Litha Crystals
Litha Incense & Oils
Litha Plants
Litha Animals
Litha Foods
Litha Deities
Litha Altar Ideas
Litha Ritual & Magick
Litha Activities
Last Minute Litha Ideas
June 22 -
Happy Cancer Season!
Cancer Sun
The Decanates of Cancer
Cancer – The Mother
The Cusps of Cancer
Cancer Crystals
The Perfect Scent For Cancer
Cancerian Foods
Cancerians and Animals
Witchcraft by sign – Cancer
June 24-
Faery Day 🧚🏼
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MEET THE GUYS
A masterpost of my current rescues/babies! Will include info on their personalities and likes/dislikes!
Ingela
Backstory: The one who started it all! We adopted her when she was 1 year old from a now-closed rescue called The Gecko Sanctuary. I wasn't looking for a gecko, I was actually turtle hunting on the adoption wavelengths! But I saw her eyes and just...she broke me lol. I researched until I was confident, reached out to the rescue, and here we are several years later! Lost about 1.5 feet to horrible stuck shed from her previous life [has half of her front right foot still]
Likes: Water, worships anything water related like a god. Women, very devout liz-bean.
Dislikes: Being told she can't go somewhere, her multivitamins, being woken up from her holy slumber
Hero
Backstory: Rescued from an extreme reptile hoarding situation in Georgia, this lil man was shipped all the way to my neck of the woods along with his former "roommates" by the lovely HerpHaven Reptile Rescue. We adopted him after falling for his scrunkliness, and he's surprised us everyday.
Likes: Warm hands, especially my partner's. Actually just really loves my partner. Big talker too, the most vocal lil kaiju!
Dislikes: Having to get help for his bodily functions that he otherwise could not accomplish. Will piss and shit and cry about it.
Nola
Backstory: I was given a crazy job opportunity at my local school district to care for their animals within their science program. It's been a blast and a half, but starting out I got so worried sick about this lil girl. The person in my position before me did their best attempts at care, but ultimately she was left blind and with a little wobble after I got her recovered enough. Due to this, she graduated from the program and we happily welcomed her with open arms to our funky family.
Likes: Tight spaces, the smaller the better! Anything she can fit in her mouth as well.
Dislikes: Being held, currently a slippery lil bean.
Former Kaiju:
Frey
Backstory: Our second gecko who unfortunately passed away from a seizure. He was a sweet baby, and paved the way for us to adopt his other siblings, as he would have wanted. (Lil dude was social, but stictly through glass barriers) He was a biiiiiig boy, part giant and missing most of his teeth. You're always missed bud.
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🤍 WHAT YOU'RE MANIFESTING NEXT 🤍
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Starting off new pick a cards with something sweet and simple that everyone can look forward to.
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Picture 1
Its likely you've felt rather helpless and alone, as though life has been testing you to the point it feels like a schedule to get to them and tick them off in your mental notepad once done. It is likely you've felt extra strained in your home environment or hometown, you may have attempted to leave but something or the other comes your way. You may have felt consistently blocked or unable to leave or unable to find a solution to a problem you've been facing in regards to your house or family.
A small part of you then decided to turn the worst case scenarios in your favour somehow. One of the ways being, "all of these sufferings will be rewarded. At least, mine will." I imagine you said this to yourself through gritted teeth. I want to tell you that the first thing you're manifesting is learning and accepting that suffering for rewards and accomplishments as poetic as they sound, shouldn't be the default settings you function under.
You're manifesting -
• A solution and clarity. No more illusions that worry you from taking the next step or making a decision.
• A community that allows you to bloom. New friends and network.
• Relocation.
• An end to apathy and boredom.
• An end to turmoil, stagnation and feeling of lack and helplessness.
• The beginning you've been anticipating as everything ends around you.
Timings: The coming 3 months.
Picture 2
You may have felt a lack of proper guidance in your life. That no matter what mentor came through or what ever path you sought to follow, everything somehow got complicated when you looked up to it. So many contradictions and so many lies. So you decided the only constant guidance are your own experiences and intuition. There's a life of adventure you seek, a career that lets you live the way you've wanted, for your words to inspire others without coming off too preachy and pretentious. Life has lacked stability likely due to external forces because you've time and time again done your best to obtain the stability that had been taken away from you. There's an intention you had set some time back and that is finally coming into fruition. Thing is, you knew it was going to happen anyway no matter how dire it seemed, you just needed to water this intention by directing your energy to it. You're manifesting -
• Increase in creativity with the energy to express it as well. Feeling in charge of your life. Leading rather than being led.
• Travelling to foreign locations for higher education or job/career. A career that lets you travel or involves travel.
• More money or increase in finances in general.
• More things or subjects to learn and achieve proficiency in.
Timings : Sooner than you expect. (Likely Gemini season for some)
Picture 3
You don't really shy away from challenges but certain incidents have made you question your faith and entire belief systems, later people and lastly yourself. You're trying to find a middle ground for yourself and also wondering how many transformations till your quiet breakdowns stop. Some of you really want to leave, something that brought you comfort is only bringing you anxiety now and giving you extreme mood swings. It seems as though you're wondering if any efforts you're putting into what you want is even worth it. Quiet your mind for some time. Even for a minute. Till the minutes eventually pass and your mind feels quiet for once. It's okay to have a head full of no thoughts at times. You're manifesting -
• Emotional regulation.
• Better health.
• Luck and expansion.
• Knowledge that you can put into use.
• For some better relationship with a maternal figure or their parents.
• Sudden wealth or unexpected wealth or property.
• Protection from distrustful and downright vindictive energy.
• Success, recognition and enjoying the fruits of your labour. Succeeding in anything you've been wanting to manifest for yourself actually. No extra steps or rules and regulations to follow. Simply acceptance.
Timings: Within 2 months.
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✨ The twins ✨
I read this today and had to draw them:
The constellation Gemini is named after the twin brothers Pollux and Castor. According to legend, Pollux was immortal as he was the son of Zeus, the father of the gods, while Castor had a human father and was therefore a mortal. The two brothers were great heroes and never parted ways. When Castor was killed in a battle, his brother Pollux was inconsolable. He was particularly distressed that Castor had to descend into the dark, subterranean realm of the dead. Pollux asked his father to let him die too, so that he could follow his mortal brother.
Zeus was so touched by Pollux's brotherly love that he suggested that instead of always living with the gods in Olympus, he and Castor should alternate between spending one day in the realm of the dead and one day in Olympus. Without thinking twice, Pollux decided on this option so that he would never have to be separated from Castor again. Later, Zeus is said to have turned the two brothers into stars as a reward for their loyal bond. Since then, they have stood as a constellation in the winter sky, reminding people of brotherly love.
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Finding Home: (#finding home au)
Summary: Leo was dropped and left behind when Lou Jitsu escaped Draxum's lab. He was then raised by Draxum and Big Mama- finding a name for himself in the battle nexus to prove himself worthy to Draxum
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8 (WIP)
Galileo
Kraang Leo: (#k!leo au)
Summary: Leo faces off against Prime in the prison dimension and gets infected, and while he regained control of his mind, his healing journey has only just begun
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Two Shades of Blue: (tag: #rise2012crossover)
Summary: Leon accidentally portals himself to the 2012 universe in a moment of panic and has to learn to love himself to get home
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15, Part 16, Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21, Part 22, Part 23
Extra Content below the cut:
Lonely Leo: Leo is kidnapped by Draxum as a kid. Five years later, he escapes, but believes he needs to redeem himself before he can go back home
Main Post, Fanfic, AU Tag
Shadow Leo: Leo is hit by a crystal that curses him to become part of the shadows. He lives in Donnie's shadow until the invasion
Main Post, AU Tag
Animatics
2 Arms Left: Since I Saw Vienna, Jubilee Line, Say It (Itte), First Train and Kafka, Saturn
Other: Devil Town v2, Fireworks Beneath my Shoes (Swanatello), Saline Solution (Death Wish), Angel Eyes and Basketball (Death Wish)
Animations
2AL Mindscape, Future Leo and Little Leo, CAS Casey, CAS Uncle Tello, Donnie (unfinished), Gemini Twins
Stickers!!
AroAce Future Leo, Leo holding a Pride flag, Undercooked Leo, TSOB expressions
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@tangledinink Gemini au <33
i wanted to do an edit for ages and actually did try several times, but it never was good enough so finally!!! this song fit so well holy shit
MASTERPOST with other edits
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt au#kiwi edits#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt leo#rottmnt big mama#tw flashing#cw flashing#cw glitch#tw glitch#gemini au#gemini au fanworks
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Hi!! Hope you're doing fine! I was wondering about the one shot “the way I loved you” in the originals masterlist. I'm really curious and I wanted to ask when you plan on posting it?
a/n: I'm glad you asked. this has been sitting on my drafts for a while! happy I can finally post it. hope you like it!
The Way I Love(d) You
[stefan salvatore x reader; kol mikaelson x reader]
[all pictures belong to pinterest]
SONG INSPIRATION » THE WAY I LOVED YOU by taylor swift
summary: stefan salvatore is kind and sensible and you couldn't ask for anything better. but beneath the “you look beautiful tonight” you miss the "screaming and fighting" and the way his name slipped out of your lips at 2a.m. you liked assurance and perfection but you missed insanity. more than anything, you missed the way you loved him. you missed kol mikaelson.
pairings: s.salvatore x f!vampire!reader; k.mikaelson x f!vampire!reader
w.c: 9.4K (I got carried away)
warnings/content: portrayal of healthy and unhealthy relationships dynamic; discussion about life and death; blood (mentioned); non-graphic descriptions of violence; pregnancy (mentioned); slight damon and tyler bashing because they are the most annoying characters ever created; camille o'connell plays therapist; katherine pierce x reader (you blink you miss it); gemini coven (mentioned); discussions about marriage; canon divergence; fluff; happy ending depending on which you're rooting for; paragraphs in italics are flashbacks.
A/N²: this one shot does not follow the tvd + t.o original timeline, so some facts may be out of order.
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❝ he is sensible and so incredible.
and all my single friends are jealous
he says everything I need to hear, and it's like I couldn't ask for anything better. ❞
“Did you arrive alright?”
You reply with a soft hum, distracted by the bag filled with books related to witchcraft. You really did not think you'd be swiped back to this city again, less alone acting as a librarian for the Original vampires for the hundred time in your life. Oh, well. Who could ever deny Rebekah Mikaelson of her wishes? You had been extremely close before, despite the unsaid goodbyes. She did try to threaten your life if you didn't come to New Orleans soon, but those were empty words. And you could easily take her in a fight – not that she could ever know that.
“Yes,” you say through the phone, remembering there was someone in the other line. “I'm settling in on the hotel.”
“Okay.”
“Stefan.” The corner of your mouth twitches slightly. “Say what you want to say.“
You hear him let out a breath as he usually does when he's holding something back.
“Are you sure you don't need me there with you? I could easily—”
“No,” you cut your fiancée off, albeit in a gentle manner. You sit down at the edge of your hotel bed, feeling the rough fabric of the mattress against your jeans as you inspect the cover of a rather thin book compared to the other thick ones scattered around. “Stefan, I'm perfectly fine. You don't have to worry. And I know you won't listen to me and you'll worry either way…” a smug grin stretches on your face when he tries to speak again. “… but I can handle myself, okay? You can call and text and I'll reply right back.”
Ever since you met Stefan Salvatore, he has had your best interest at heart. Not only yours, but everyone he cared about. In the friendship stage, he slowly inserted himself into your life, taking careful steps to not scare your cold heart away to the mountains. You never knew why, somehow, you had some importance to him. When you started dating, he made sure to introduce you to something that by no means you wanted to partake in: safety. Not the kind in which you are suffocated and trapped, but the kind in which you are held by someone and still are able to take a breath of fresh air. The real meaning of safety.
He takes you on dates and he opens up your car door as the perfect gentleman that he is. The line you look beautiful never straying from his compliments. It took you a while to get used to that. Being loved without having to look over your shoulder, being cared for by someone who would truly be there at the end of the day.
Stefan is safe. He is the warm blanket on a cold day with hot chocolate and a good book. He's the guy who never makes you wait while carrying that endearing softness around him. You couldn't ask for anything better.
“Yeah, alright.” He says with a resigned sigh. “You really don't want me there, huh?” The playfulness being drowned out by a tinge of hesitation in his tone that if you didn't know his tells, you might have missed it.
“You know that's not it.” The book is placed on top of the bedside table. Your choice has been made. “But I don't want to draw unnecessary drama into our lives. As soon as I can get this done, I can come back to New York. To you.”
He offers you a sound of contentment. “That sounds nice to me.” There is some ruffling on his end and he lets out a muffled groan. “Hey, beautiful? I have to go. Damon is hijacking our apartment.”
You briefly recall Stefan making a comment that his brother would visit you guys soon. That had been around a month ago? You are never one to question Damon and his stupid decisions. Fortunately, you were far away to deal with any of that.
“I'm sorry,” you mumble without masking your joy for not having to be present in the same room as Damon Salvatore. “Good luck and don't let him mess with my stuff or I'll personally break his neck and set his dick on fire.“
“I heard that!” You reply that it was meant for him to hear. “He's calling you a menace.” Stefan chuckles at your bickering but he eventually has enough. “Call me if you need anything, yeah? Be safe. I love you.”
“I love you too, and I believe you'll need more backup than I will.” You smile at his scoff and the call comes to an end.
You resist the urge to go to Russeau's to enter an alcoholic coma instead of facing the people you haven't spoken to in a decade. No, you have faced worse and what could possibly go wrong while visiting some old friends?
You snatch the book from the bedside table and tuck it under your arm.
Guess it's time to pay a visit to the Mikaelsons.
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Meeting the Mikaelsons had been the best and the worst moment of your vampire life. Yes, some people could be both at the same time. You met Rebekah before you met the others, in a ball a really long time ago. The Mikaelson name had yet to be spread around like a disease due to the extreme danger they represented – where you lived, at least. Vampire groupies already had lots of knowledge about them at the time.
The thing was, you had no idea who Rebekah was until almost everyone in your city was murdered. Her brothers searched for her after a few years of radio silence, apparently. That's when you understood how protective family could be. Klaus, most of them. But that one was more obsessive and paranoid than any other. Rebekah told you that herself, but you saw it with your own eyes through the years you tagged along in their journey.
You have to say that out of anyone in that family, Klaus Mikaelson would be the last person you'd expect to become a father.
He was the one responsible for practically destroying Katerina Petrova's life, along with many other people you couldn't care to mention right now. She had been your friend once, before she became a nuisance in your life. But still. Klaus was ruthless and anyone capable of making an enemy out of him realized the bitter poison that came with it; if not death, of course.
Nevertheless, the cruel reputation of the Mikaelson family did not belong to Klaus only. In levels of pent up rage, you could easily mention Elijah. He was nothing but kind to you in the moments you've spent as friends, but you were aware of the demons he kept at bay for most of his existence. The man tries hard to be a good person and, in your opinion, he achieved that in all of the senses, although he was never really one to trust other people's opinions about him, whether they'd be good or bad.
Elijah could be just as cruel as Klaus, but as Klaus was loud in a broadcaster type of way, Elijah was silently dreadful.
Finn and Freya were the last ones you encountered. They were both gentle in their own way. As Freya kept up a mask right after breaking her curse, doubtful and distrusting, Finn was overall distasteful towards his own kind. You noticed that between the countless times he attempted to kill his siblings and himself. At first, you held a grudge over the fact that your boyfriend (back then) could never catch a break from his own brother. But eventually you understood Finn's reasons and everything that was left was sympathy. You had trouble adjusting to the vampire life yourself, mostly the drinking blood part but also the eternal life bit as well. Living and dying was something you had never doubted. It was the cycle of life, after all, why would you question it?
Some days, you didn't want it. But those became rare ones as you tasted the sweet flavor of having people that went through the same dilemma by your side. They made everything bearable. You just hoped Finn could also find those people, if not his siblings, then maybe he could find peace somewhere far from them. He had every right of taking some time away if that was his wish.
Family can be suffocating.
Freya had been one of the nicest people you have ever met. Beneath that cold front she built before warming up to the Mikaelsons, there was a tender-hearted woman whom one day you used to call your friend. Freya was there when you crumbled down, she had been the one to help you pull yourself up and she was the one who let you know it was okay to leave if that's what you needed to do. If that's what your heart desires, do it. Her words never left you in some way, you were forever grateful.
Hayley entered your life before she became an honorary Mikaelson – she hated that joke. You helped her find information about her pack when both of you were still back at Mystic Falls. She had been the first person to point out Stefan's interest in you, though you didn't buy it. You actually became closer during her pregnancy. You weren't present in Hope's first months after she was born, but Hayley made sure to send you occasional pictures over the years. You didn't feel so out of the loop thanks to that.
And then, there was Kol.
The epitome of recklessness, wrath and chaos.
He was the a car accident that drove you over a bridge when you couldn't swim and a pillow fort you built overnight to dissipate your nightmares. Kol was the reason why you considered the Mikaelsons to be both the best and worst moment of your life. He was the rollercoaster that fed your desperation for love, displaying a pretty view at the top of the ride, before the crash eventually came and killed all that excitement.
Neither of you expected to fall so fast for one another. Or fall at all.
But he pushed his way into your heart with no permission granted, with his convinced smirks, wild persona and careless nature. He was cold in a warm manner. Tender in the way he held your fingertips with the same bloody hand that also had possession of your heart. And unbelievably good as he cared enough to let you into his heart.
You were too similar for it not to happen, until you were too different to remain together.
Kol Mikaelson conveyed all of the rumors that were spread about him, never once hiding behind a mask, and that's the reason you fell in love with no way back. It had never been an easy choice – choice... that's funny. Does love ever give you a choice? — his enemies became your enemies, you were a target, besides the unstoppable family hassle you always seemed to be involved in. In spite of the obvious reasons, the grounds for breaking up arose from him, surprisingly. Or not so surprisingly. It may have been his way of running away, but it was your way out of the mess he created in your head and heart. According to Hayley, he wasn't left unscathed. He suffered in a way that they had never seen before: through silence.
Kol had never been silent. He craved an audience, which was why he enjoyed discounting his ire on people. He wanted them to fight back in order for him to retaliate much harder. After you left, he didn't murder villages, tortured old enemies or provoked his siblings enough to get a rise out of them. You weren't that surprised once Hayley told you he left as well. What truly left you bewildered was the fact that he didn't cause trouble, turning into a shadow of the wildest Mikaelson people used to hear about.
You couldn't bear to feel guilty. If he wasn't being himself, that was his own doing. He left you first. Looking into the bright side, maybe he had finally mustered the act of growing up.
However, even with the all the heartache he had caused you, loving him was never a regret. You don't know if he felt the same, maybe you'd never know.
Stepping inside the Mikaelson manor made you self-conscious but still nostalgic. You hadn't lived in that house, of course they had built up many other expensive properties over the decade you've been gone. But there is something in the air when the Mikaelsons are around. And it isn't death or blood that you were referring to.
“Are you the friend my mom said was coming to visit us?”
A little girl with dark red hair met you in the entrance of the house. A stuffed bunny dangling from her small hands. You couldn't believe your eyes, but in the meantime you observed her sage green eyes that carry a brush of cinnamon and the tip of her nose, the familiarity practically slapping you in the face.
“I believe so,” you croak out as your lips quirk up in a soft smile. You tell her your name, introducing yourself and say, “and you must be Hope.”
“That's right.“ She gives you a little wave. You nearly leap on your feet at the idea that you're not considered a stranger for her to immediately turn away as parents would advise children. “I'll tell my mom you're here so she can invite you in.”
You nod, leaning on the door, you could feel the spell barely pushing you away. A harsh breeze brush your strands in your face and you roll your eyes at the familiar scent of a hybrid nearby you.
“I have lipstick on, you know how that does not match with hair?“ Two arms engulf you in a strong embrace. You can't help but laugh as your body entwines with Hayley's. “Hay,“ you mumble to her shoulder. “You are kind of ten times stronger than me. Perks of being a hybrid and all...“
“Oh, please. I should be actually crushing you.”
When she cups your cheeks, like a mother would when her child has been gone for too long, you stare at the sage green eyes you had just seen in the entrance. “I missed you too.“ Hayley gives you an eyeroll, letting you go as she asks Hope to let you in. Ah, it made sense. She's not a vampire.
Hope smiles timidly at you as you enter the foyer, her gaze switching to her mother almost pleadingly. Hayley mentions with a tilt of her chin towards the backdoor and Hope quickly rushes away to what you assume is the backyard of the house.
“She's playing hide and seek.“ Hayley clarifies their short interaction, turning to you. “When did you arrive?“
“Today.“ You say, lifting the book to her line of sight. “I told you I kept something that could help.“
“I know,“ she smiles gratefully. Hayley hasn't aged a day since you last met. Of course, she isn't physically able to age at all due to vampirism, but her perpetually concerned gaze was replaced by relaxed shoulders and a proud smile. She has joy written all over her. For the looks of it, motherhood has done her good.
“She's like a mix of you and Klaus.“ You watch the girl running around searching for whoever she's playing with. Hayley takes you to the balcony, the view is pretty that it takes a bit of your breath away. The forest on display is filled with orange and yellow because of the Autumn season. You've always found the sounds of the forest were the perfect noise to live close by.
“So I've heard.” Hayley crosses her arms above the railing, driving her attention to you after pointing somewhere to Hope who's in desperate need of help in the seeking aspect of the game. “How's your life been?” She asks, shifting her whole body towards yours. “New York, huh?”
You nod, imitating her previous position. “Yes. It's a great city.” She remains silent, probably waiting for you to elaborate. It's not like this is a casual visit and the Mikaelsons could be in any corner with their enhanced hearing. Not that you're ashamed of your current life, you just don't feel like yelling from the rooftops.
“That ring is pretty.” Hayley muses when you avoid looking at her. She can see your blush and her eyes soften at that. It's been so long since she has seen you remotely happy, she likes the sight. “You seem happy.” Her squeeze in your shoulder states reassurance. “I hope he doesn't screw up or I'll be coming over with more than just an army.“ A deep groan escapes your throat as your head falls on your forearm.
“You are worse than a whole freaking army.“
“You missed me.“
Shaking your head, your lips twitch in a bitter smile.
“Of course I missed you, Hayley.“ Your smile falls slightly as you see that Hope finally found who she's been looking for in the past half hour.
Kol is coming out from behind a tree and dramatically throwing himself on the grass as Hope's giggles echo around.
“I missed all of you.” Slips out in a whisper.
As soon as Hayley follows your gaze, she picks up the reason for the sudden change in your demeanor. This is what she's been trying to delay.
There's no point now. “He came back at the beginning of this year.” You blink, turning away from the cute scene happening right below you. “Said he missed his niece. I don't know if that's a good thing or not.”
She steps away from the balcony and that's what it takes for you to stop staring at a playful Kol tickling Hope to death.
“Why wouldn't it be a good thing?” You swallow hard, sitting down on one of the loveseats. The ceiling is not bland white as you expected it to be, as you analyse the colors and the shapes, you recognize the famous painting you've been in love with since it was first made.
Van Gogh's Starry Night brings the ceiling alive with the false sensation of movement the circular brush strokes provides.
“He's teaching her magic and she makes some of my stuff disappear for fun. Kol's such a bad influence— Oh.” Hayley's face stretches into a smile upon seeing where you were staring at. “Klaus painted it. This is Hope's bedroom.”
That's when you realize the soft blue on the walls along with colorful drawings clearly made by a child.
“It's beautiful.” You let out in admiration. “God, that bastard is talented.”
Hayley huffed, “Yeah, well, ever since you mention it in that very first Skype call she can't stop talking about it. So he painted it.”
Leaning back on the chair, you glance at her. “That's such a dad thing of him.” She shrugs in silent agreement. “He's not a bad influence,” you utter after the conversation dies down. You're not referring to Klaus. “He loves children, that's just his way of teaching her how to protect herself.” In extreme cases. It's better to teach her to protect herself instead of delaying it when she actually needs it.
Hayley's eyes travel across your features for a while and just as you begin to grow self-conscious of what you said, she flips the topic back to the real issue at hand.
“So, do you usually keep old grimoires in a secret passageway at your apartment or something?”
Your lips raise in amusement, “It's from an old friend. He lent it to me for safekeeping.”
The hybrid's eyes regarded you with suspicion, then she glances down at the book in her hands.
“Should I even be touching that?”
“C'mon,” you say in jest. “My friends aren't that bad.”
“I am not that bad. The Mikaelsons are certainly debatable and if I can recall someone called Katherine Pierce who was also considered your friend — who I still doubt that it was all that she was — then we need to discuss what you mean by not that bad.”
“Should I mention Tyler dogbreath Lockwood, Hayley? He was a nuisance!” You throw back in a complete mature way. “I can't believe you would voluntarily hold a conversation with the guy.”
Hayley snickers, “He wasn't as bad as you make him out to be.”
“You're right,“ you nod. “He was worse.“
Hayley hums, quietly analyzing the grimoire with what you can tell is interest that leads to boredom. She closes it in a thud and stands up. “I'll have to give this to Davina.“
You frown in confusion, following her out of the room. “The Claire witch? You're trusting that teenager with the life of my niece?” Your tone raises in light disbelief as Hayley descends the stairs completely unbothered by your accusation. “Where is Freya? Where is everyone— You can't possibly be serious, Hayley.”
“Freya is generously taking an early flight back to Virginia as we speak, cutting her honeymoon short. She was the one who requested Davina to be put to use in this task, if I can recall.” You knew it was Elijah before you saw his impeccable suit, merely because of his eloquence. He offers you a smile as you reach the living room. “Welcome back.” You're amused by the way he ignores your attempt at handshaking to lay a kiss on the back of your hand. He's always done that, it's no surprise. That's an Elijah thing to do. His eyes fall on your left hand. “And congratulations on your engagement. I've heard.”
You give him a close lipped smile in return, withdrawing your hand to cross your arms.
“Yes, it seems that everyone has.”
“You know, the term being put to use might not be taken as a good thing to every person.” The voice behind you causes your body to freeze. “Hello, stranger.”
Elijah is gone with the wind before you can notice and Hayley, who seems to have ventured off somewhere, still isn't back.
“She's not a stranger, Uncle Kol.” Hearing Hope's voice as you turn around is a form of relief, you admit. She's smiling kindly at you from her Uncle Kol's shoulders. “That's mom's friend. Remember, the one she told us was coming over?“
Kol acts fascinated. “That is true, Hope. Thank you for reminding me.”
She giggled, mouthing out to you above his head “Forgetful.”
You crack a smile at that. Mikaelson humor.
It doesn't take long for Hope to get tired of your attention and scurry away to her bedroom. And then, there were two.
How do you greet someone who broke your heart but still has a part of it with them?
“You look beautiful.”
You can affirm something: do not start like that.
“Thank you.“ You reply shortly. The stairs are right there, you could literally take a step back and you'd be on your way to the first floor. Still, you remain in the same place.
You had yet to look him in the eye since he entered the living room. That doesn't happen until he stops right in front of you.
The first thing you notice about Kol was his voice. Centuries back, when you first met, he had said your name before you even acknowledged his family. It slipped out of his tongue; honey mixed with pepper. A strange mixture that ends up being perfect once you taste.
Saying someone's name is like holding a secret beneath your tongue. You have the power to reveal it, you can pronounce it and you can choose to savour it to yourself. The taste is not made for everyone, it is reserved for you and you only. And he had that power from the first moment he called out your name.
“How's married life going?“
Your head tilts in confusion as his eyes are cast downwards. A scowl turns your lips into a frown. Just like that, the peaceful haze is over.
“Not married,” you say through gritted-teeth, turning away from him and from the flight of stairs. You want to get out of this house. If someone else asks about anything related to marriage again you'd probably snap.
“Yet, right?”
“That's what engagements work for, have you not had your fair share of those to understand that?” He has followed you outside and is faster than you since he's currently leaning with his body on your car door. Arms crossed and a side smile.
You hated to know what that meant. You hated that you knew him at all.
“Can you move?“ You snap, eyes narrowing. Kol hums softly as if he's considering your request. Dick. “Okay, I'll walk then.”
The defeated sigh you heard as you turn your back on him is almost a reason to make you relieved. But your arm was pulled back and that cold touch just made your whole body halt instantly.
❝ but I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain... ❞
“Can you stop being stubborn for a second?” He exclaims, kicking the car door shut as he walked with heavy steps towards you.
The rain softly paints the car windows with its tears. You forced him to step on the breaks so you could get out of the vehicle because of how mad you were. You couldn't remember the reason for the fight, but it happened and you didn't want to be around him.
“It's going to rain.”
You scoff, “I'm not made of sugar. I can handle a little rain.”
The thunder rolls in the sky, causing you to flinch slightly. A cold hand grabs your wrist.
“You'd rather walk in a thunderstorm than argue with me, is it?” Kol shrugs off his jacket with a scowl, covering your shoulder with it in a swift movement, one he had done many times before. “Real mature, love.” He shoves the car keys into your hand.
“What—”
“Take the car.” He had sped off before you could ask him to go to hell. Because no. You wouldn't take his car and leave him in a freaking thunderstorm. But he decided that just like he decided to put an end to your relationship.
“Stay.“ He says, drawing his hand back with hesitance. That quickly brought you back to the present. “I didn't mean to upset you. I'm sorry.” That's one of the rarest moments you've heard him apologize, it didn't used to be something in his vocabulary.
“I'll just wait for Freya at the hotel. It's not like we can start the spell before she's here.” You clear your throat, a bit taken aback by his presence still. You feel so silly.
Kol nods thoughtfully, taking a step back from you as if you aren't allowed to be too close. “Okay.” And before you can enter your car and drive off, your ears are still very much in tune with his voice even if he's all the way inside the house. “It's good to see you again.”
You're not sure if you share the same feeling.
━━━━━
“This is from the Gemini coven.”
You turn away from Davina's chanting to stare at Freya's impassive stance. She always kept that façade while doing magic.
“And what of it?“ Freya gives you a sideways glance as you roll your eyes, leaning back on the wall as the Witch finishes up the spell and mutters something to Hayley. Freya has done her part and for some reason they needed another set of hands. You don't question it. “Don't fret. There'll be no retaliation.”
“Good, because we don't need a crazy siphoner touring around New Orleans.”
You crack a chuckle, brushing your hair behind your ear. “The grimoire is technically mine.” Freya's eyes narrow suspiciously at your claim. “What? It is. It was a gift.”
“Kai Parker gave you a gift?” She regards you with disbelief. You shrug in response, it's the truth. It's not like you were capable of stealing something from Malachai Parker and leave unscathed. He is a tiny bit insane and you aren't special.
“She has a thing for K's, doesn't she?” You flinch at the breath in your neck. It earns Rebekah a glare as she walks around the pillar you were leaning on, her smirk takes her whole face, granting mischief in her blue eyes.
“We're done.”
You cut off your jab towards Rebekah when Davina's voice reaches your attention.
“Just like that?”
Freya gives you another one of her warning looks but you are facing the Claire Witch with a hard gaze. You didn't trust her then and you wouldn't trust her now. And it has nothing to do with her age nor the lack of experience in the magic department — or life, in general — it was more of a grudge you held for the girl ever since she messed with your family. You recalled quite well how she had weakened the Mikaelsons and played a part in Marcel's stupid plan to destroy all of them. Almost. You hated both of them with your every being. No matter how Klaus may have forgiven Marcel for it or how Hayley claims that Davina was manipulated.
“We did everything that was in the grimoire. She's safe.” Her voice carries defiance and you could certainly enjoy the opportunity to play into her attitude.
A low hum left your lips and you hear someone sigh around the room, you couldn't concentrate enough to name who it was but you have a guess.
“Okay. That's great.” You utter, mouth widening into a satisfied grin. You like the way she regards you with caution as you stride over. “You're gonna need that?” You ask in a whisper, pointing towards the book in her small hands. She hands it over to you, you take it slowly, mumbling a thank you and offering a sickly sweet smile. Your distaste is a mutual feeling, you're glad to know.
The entire family heads back to the Mikaelson manor. Despite Rebekah's pestering for you to go with them, you manage to escape for some alone time.
Rousseau's is where you end up after walking aimlessly through the city. Some things have changed. There are a few new musicians playing in the corners of the streets, but those familiar faces still there as well. The streets are illuminated by the lampposts scattered around the French Quarter, the shadows of the streetlights dancing at your feet remind you of times where you'd feel happiness holding you together. The bittersweet moment is interrupted by something soft tickling your ankle, causing you to jump in surprise. Quite literally.
“Never seen a cat before?” Someone mocks your tense stance as you watch the feline exit the bar.
You would have snapped their neck if the sweet smile of Camille O'Connell didn't reach your eyes right away. She's drying up glasses on the counter, probably getting ready to close the establishment, it was around the time she usually did.
“Can you spare this poor soul a bit of alcohol?”
“I'll never get used to that,” Camille says, shaking her head and the sound of titling metal made your face stretch into a grin. “You're not old enough to drink.” She starts preparing your favourite drink. Alcohol isn't your favourite thing in the world, but Cami's drinks are sweet enough to appease your taste buds. You didn't spend hours wallowing in this bar with nothing to accompany you — the alcohol and Camille's ears to listen to your misery.
Your nose wrinkles. “I am over 400 years old, Cami. How many times have we been over this?”
She tsked, curling her lower lip, throwing the cloth on her shoulder as she leans on the bar top.
“You look like seventeen.”
“That's flattering?” You muse, sipping your blue beverage. “I can't even remember what my seventeens were like.” That last part you mumbled to yourself.
“At what age did you turn?” Her voice is sad and you start grieving the fun of the moment.
Taping your nails against the wood distractedly, you work on pulling the terrifying moment from the abyss of your mind. Camille's gaze trails over your features in her own curiosity.
“It's been a while, huh?” She felt the need to change the subject. That made you crack a smile. Did she think she had genuinely upset you?
“Ten years or so.”
“Yes.” She says pointedly. “What brings you back?” She finally finishes cleaning up and you realise you're probably delaying her sleep schedule, but she hasn't complain about your overstay and you don't mention it.
You decide on telling her the truth. “Family stuff.” The partial truth, that is. “I died in 1603,” you refer to her previous question. Her eyes nearly pop out of her head. “I had recently entered my twenties. Can say now that I never got out of it.”
She didn't laugh at your joke, but you did.
“I'm sorry. Do you still...”
“Remember it?”
“Yes.”
You shrug nonchalantly. “It was a life changing event. So, yeah. I do remember it. But it doesn't make me feel anything anymore. It's something I no longer care about.” That's the truth. The memory doesn't affect you as much as it used to.
Cami nod, a strand of her hair slipping from behind her ear. She brushes it back and you tilt your head at the bracelet in her wrist. Once that has been there ever since you first visited Rousseau's.
“You still wear it.” You point out. She frowns confused, but her gaze follows where your attention lays and she hums.
“Yes. Can't have myself walking around the zoo with no defense.”
“The zoo—” you can't suppress the snort that comes out of you. “I can't believe you just said that.”
“I did.” Camille puts her hand on your shoulder and you deflect lightly. Guess it's time to leave. “I'm closing up. It's almost 1 am.”
“Sorry, Cami.” You shouldn't have bothered her that much. “Can I walk you home?”
It's her turn to chuckle. She locks up the bar and spins around to face you, a knowing glint in her bright blue eyes. You don't like that look. It kind of reminds you of Caroline when she knows something about yourself that you don't. Or that you just don't want to admit yet.
You miss her too.
“Are you really that desperate to avoid your problems?” You gape at her. “C'mon. Did you actually come here so I could make you a Grasshopper?” Oh, so that is the name of the drink you've had since forever. Good to know.
“I wanted some company.” You confess, rolling your eyes as she waits for you to follow her steps. Half the truth, again. This was the best place to avoid your problems — one problem. “Is that such a crime?”
“You sound like Klaus.”
“Stop offending me or I'll kill you.”
“Go ahead. I'm sure you'll like it when my blood burns your throat from how much vervain I've been taking.”
Your lips quirk up in a lopsided grin.
“I'm just going to say something, feel free to ignore it.” Cami announces as you crossed the street. You've arrived at her apartment. When you stop in front of the entrance and she turns her full body to you, her face has lost all the merriment. “I don't know why you are back. I don't even know the entire reason why you left so suddenly.” That makes you grow tense. “But that's none of my business. What I want to say is that, don't allow what let you down get to you again. If you think that getting out of here, taking some space to yourself, was good, then so be it. It's your life, okay? You deserve to be happy.”
You stand quiet for a while, absorbing everything she had said.
“I am.” You say quietly. “I am happy.” Away from here.
She smiles down at you, then, surprisingly, pulls you into a hug. Cami and you have never been close. You just listened to each other's complaints in the midst of the bar's loudness. You grew to have a bond but it was nothing as tight-knit as what you had with Freya or Hayley. Although, you did miss Cami while you were gone. She was the only one who knew how to make a good Grasshopper, anyway.
“Stop by the bar before you take off god-knows-where again.” She requests after you split apart.
“I'll think about it.” You bury your hands on your jacket with a smile as she bids you goodbye.
The city is never completely quiet. There's local music playing in some corners still at that time of the day. You realise you have reached Jackson Square when you put a pause on your walk, listening and breathing into New Orleans. Even the smell is different, maybe it is the lack of tragedy in the streets. You hope it carries on that way, Hope deserves to live peacefully. Or as peaceful as Hayley Marshall's and Klaus Mikaelson's daughter can live.
“Can you step out of there? It's getting ridiculous.” A woman crossing the street gives you an ugly look and you couldn't care less. You were talking to the Edward Cullen beside the tree a few feet back from where you stand. “How long have you been following me like a creepy stalker?”
“I've just arrived.” Kol says. You can see him rolling his eyes without taking a look at him. “And I wasn't following you.”
“Oh,” you blink innocently at him. “Sorry. I didn't know you had become such a religious man over the course of ten years.”
St. Louis Cathedral has all of its lights off, which means it's closed for the night. It's not like you wanted to enter the church in the first place, you just thought it looked pretty this time of the night. You'd frequent that area a lot to read a book when you were bored. Kol never shared that particular interest.
❝ and It's 2 a.m. and I'm cursing your name...❞
“This paranoia between you and Klaus is getting out of hand.” You mention to him one night as he turned your room upside down looking for something he would not inform you about. “You better put all of that back because I will not.” You say with a shake of your head, frustrated.
“He has the dagger. I have nothing to protect myself with.”
“So run away again. It's what you do best.” You let out. Only realising what you had done after it slips past your lips. The room is quiet, the silence deafening to the point where you flinch at the sound of creaking wood.
It wasn't the bed. It wasn't the wardrobe. When you glimpse at the door, hesitantly, it has been left ajar.
He did what you asked.
You remember inhaling deeply before throwing a jacket over your shoulder and grabbing the book of the week to read at Jackson Square, viewing the passerby's that would enter and exit St. Louis Cathedral.
“You'd come here and sit on that bench right over there with a new book every week.”
Your chest latches onto unwanted nostalgia you should desperately trying to get rid of. It makes your arms go numb and a cold shiver run down your spine. You blink at him. You knew?
“What?” You grunt, slightly disoriented.
Kol seems lost in his head, much like you were a few seconds ago, but he has a bigger grasp on reality than you do. “I thought it was more of something out of spite that you did. Sit in front of a church. Watch people leave. Choose a prey and feed on them to make them somehow question their faith.”
Furrowing your brows in thought, you consider out loud, “You thought that I'd come here to prove a point?”
He shrugs. The repetitive kicking of rocks tells you he is more nervous than he's letting on. Kol could mask his feelings well, his first choice of emotion would be anger and he'd just about use it to everything and everyone.
Over the years you'd notice some tells beneath all that rage. There was resentment and there was sadness. And now you can see guilt. You wonder if you're simply imagining something you want to see instead of what's actually there.
“What are you doing here, Kol?”
You're tired. You're beginning to think that Stefan was right and you should have evaluated the pros and cons of being in this fucking city before choosing the first flight five minutes after Rebekah's text.
“I missed you.”
“No.” You ignore the way you want to run away at what feels like sincerity coming out of his mouth. “What are you really doing here?”
His lips twitch and you think that familiar smirk will appear, but it doesn't. Just a sad smile.
“I missed you.” He repeats firmly as if not to let it hang in the air enough for confusion. There is no dubious meaning. He is not playing a game. “I haven't had a chance to say that when you were here.”
You take your time surveying his features. He had cut his hair, but you noticed that when he was playing with Hope in the backyard. His style is still the same, the moles still in the same spots around his cheeks and neck, his cupid's bow hasn't changed either. Kol's physique barely suffered any alterations, but he is different. Suddenly, you remember Hayley and the new spark in her eyes.
They both mirror people who have let go of their demons. The ones who scratch your skin and sink into your shoulders claiming your body as well as your mind as theirs. It is impossible to escape all of them at once, but time makes it bearable to live with some as you learn to let go of others.
“What do you mean?” You sit at edge of a bench. Not the one you used to sit almost every week. That would be too much. He understands the space left is for him to occupy after a moment. “That you haven't had the chance to say it when I was here. Why would you miss me while I was here?”
You know exactly why. You felt that all the time with him. Most of the time you dated a shadow in place of the man you loved and it is sad that, at some point, you got used to it.
“Because I wasn't. I wasn't here when I should have been and you were gone before I could help it.” A wave of regret travels across his features and you turn away before your gazes can meet. “And yes, I have no right of saying that after—after—”
“Ten years?”
“... ten years.” You complete at the same time. “I lost your trust. I lost you. Which is something that I'll never forgive myself for. I just... I just need you to know—”
“Don't.”
He furrowed his eyebrows as you stood up, running a hand through your face in pure... frustration? Anger? Fear? Yes. Fear. He is being unpredictable. Kol Mikaelson is unpredictable, it's one of the many traits of his you spend a long time admiring, until it became a burden in your relationship.
But after ten years you had no idea how to deal with this and you don't want to deal with it. Not now. Not after you and him were over.
He says your name almost pleadingly.
“Kol, don't.” You cut him off. “You can't do this now. You just can't.” You flinch away when he tries to touch you as a form of comfort. You didn't want that comfort. Not from him. Not anymore.
His eyes soften and there's hurt in them but you can't do this now. It's not fair. “I'm not trying to do anything.”
“Yes, you are!” You croak out, slightly shaken up. “Whatever you have to say doesn't make a difference now.”
You see his jaw clench slightly. Good. You want him to be angry. At least this side of him you can handle because you'll attack just as hard.
“I'm sorry.”
Your eyes snap to him. “I'm sorry.” Kol repeats, walking towards you with much more certainty. “I was a coward, immature and just overall selfish. I shouldn't have left, but I did and that doesn't change the past, but, but I loved you. I truly did. If I could go back—”
“You can't.” Your lower lip curl between your teeth. You can't take anything back. You can't undo the past. “You can't make it better, Kol.” You say, attempting to hold your self together in front of the boy who broke your heart into pieces. You still haven't found all of them yet, they were scattered, some beyond repair. “I was a mess without you. Do you know how long it took for me to pick myself back up?”
“You shouldn't have left.” You harshly clean a tear that travels down your cheek. “If you hadn't, if you had given me a chance to, to be there for you, then, yes, it would all be different. Trust me. It would. But because of what you did, it's not.” Admitting that to yourself took too long and it was the hardest thing you had to do, but admitting that to him? No. It felt freeing. It felt liberating. It felt fair.
There was a point in which all you could think about was making him suffer the way you did. Because he deserved it. How can someone claim to love you so deeply and then vanish from your life?
However, it isn't really the anger that prevails as he stands in front of you at Jackson Square, trying to apologize for years of pain that he had caused. As soon as you spill your heart out, the only thing left is sadness and nostalgia. You miss the screaming and fighting. You miss his stupid obsession with magic. You miss his sincerity, because till this day, no one would throw the truth in your face like Kol did. You miss the excitement. You miss his insanity. You miss him.
Loving Kol Mikaelson had not been easy. Still, you wouldn't go back on your choice if you had the chance. Because loving him had been a choice, one you've made for nearly five decades. And letting him go had driven you to the edge and brought you back to life.
Yes, you miss him. But it's not strange the fact that, deep down, you'll always miss someone you fell in love with. Even if they didn't carried your heart as carefully as you deserved. They were still part of you. Maybe, they always would be.
“I know.” He says, voice rough. You'd barely hear him if you didn't have enhanced hearing. “I regret it every single day of my life.” His eyes follow as you lean back in the bench. You're sitting in opposite ones. He stares at you as if you're a wounded animal, afraid to approach. His red-rimmed eyes make your heart clench.
You think about how funny it is that your body can react the same to a person. As if they're permanently marked into your soul.
Kol had never said what you wanted to hear. The truth was the only thing that escaped from his lips, even if it would absolutely crush you.
He was real and he pulled you back from the edge many times before. Even if he had been the one pushing you over that same edge afterwards.
This truth is crushing you. But it is a pain you must feel in order to fully move on.
You exhale slowly. “I know you do.” You can see the clear regret in his eyes. It's sipping through his soul and it may have eaten some part of him during these years. You don't feel okay with that. Strangely as that may be, you don't wish his suffering.
“Do you?” He lets out faintly, uncertain. “I'm not— I am not saying any of that with cruel intentions. I never meant to hurt you. I love you, but,”
“... but it wasn't enough to make you stay.” You swallowed with difficulty.
“No.” You glance up at him, something in your chest shatters. You don't know if his honesty is something you crave now. “I miss you. I never stopped missing you, no matter how hard I tried. And I, I don't know how to change that.”
“You can't.” You say, feeling like you can breathe properly after such a long time. “Because I miss you too, Kol.” and I love you. Not the same way, but I do. “It's not something we can change, it's just there. Maybe time will somehow make it better.”
“Really?” The hope in his voice grips you tight. That desperation to move on. To forget. You relate to that so much. “Is that what you think? Sounds too human to come from you.”
You let out a scoff, throwing your head back. “What does that even mean, Mikaelson?”
His deep chuckle brings a small smile out of you.
“Time is necessary for everyone.” You watch him quietly. He has the same tell from before; when his head is full, he plays with the ring in his index finger. Whenever he did that, you'd curl your fingers around his shoulder and squeeze it, he'd relax under your touch.
You would miss that. But you can live without it. You can live without him just as he can live without you. You know it's for the better.
It's almost four in the morning when you arrive back in the hotel. The first thing you do is take a shower, then throw yourself in bed pretending it is the one in your bedroom at your home. Soft and with your favorite pillows. Not the real scratchy and thin bedding you currently have.
It doesn't work, so you dial the familiar number in your phone to actually hear home from the line.
“I'm sorry to be dumping this on you.”
“You're dumping nothing on me.“ Stefan retorts and you can clearly see him shaking his head. “Hey, you handled Ripper-me, if I can't handle you talking about your ex then what does that say about me?“
You stare at the ceiling, “Ripper-you wasn't that terrifying.“ You mock him, earning a snicker that makes your entire being warm.
“I'm certain some people would disagree a little bit.”
“Eh,” You shrug, kicking the comfort off of your legs. “Nothing I can't handle, baby.”
When his chuckles dies down, his tone comes back slightly serious and you pick up on the tinge of concern in it. Same as the day before.
You've unleashed your still-fresh wounds to Stefan a few minutes back. There's no one else you wanted to talk to after everything that's happened. You needed safety, you needed someone to ground you, to stop you from spiraling out of control. Stefan always does that.
He doesn't question too much nor does he judge the situation. He must have expected something like that would end up happening. Part of you wishes he would yell at you, telling you that he had been right and you should have listened to him from the start. Instead, he just listens.
Stefan understands that just as it's Kol, for you. It's Elena, for him. And there's nothing none of you can do about it.
“You can always come to me for anything,” he breaks the silence. “I'm here, I'm not going anywhere.”
Inhaling sharply, fiddling with your engagement ring, you ask, “Why?”
Why aren't you running away? Why do you want to deal with me for the rest of your life?
“Because I love you. And I'm not only here for the good times but also the bad times. I'm here for the ugly truth and I'll still be here for the worst part.” Your breathing is labored at this point. You refrain from telling him you don't deserve it. You don't deserve that he stays. You don't deserve that he's still here after everything. But it's his choice and he's choosing to love you with your baggage.
“For better and for worse. In sickness and in health, right?”
The snort that escapes you is nothing but awful. “You're an idiot.“ You shake your head, pressing the phone closer to your ear as if that would make him closer to you.
You can practically see his smirk through the phone. “But I'm your idiot.” He seems to ponder over your silence. “Ugh, that was cheesy, wasn't it?”
“Yes,” you confirm, biting your lip to avoid a stupid grin. “don't do that ever again.” You order, knowing he will most certainly do it more than ten times. Because that is how Stefan is like. He tells you bad jokes in bad moments to make you feel better, he keeps you company through a phone call for how long you need comfort for and he's the one that makes you feel perfectly fine at the end of the day.
“Please don't break-up with me, we're almost getting married.”
“I'll consider this plea.”
The conversation ends up reaching something lighter when he asks about Hope and Hayley. You tell him about Hope and how bright she is, you detail the tiny differences of New Orleans from before and now and you confess you miss him. Because you do.
In the end, this trip was good. It unfolded a part of your story that had been buried down in a drawer for a long time. You needed closure and you had it tonight. It's bittersweet and it's nostalgic and it's sad but it is necessary.
Which is why you no longer have doubts about your future. Everything seems perfectly clear now that you've confronted your past, the monsters do not look so big anymore.
“I love you,” he says. The line had gone silent for a while as both of you seem to be thinking over to yourselves.
His hoarse voice and clipped tone tells you that he's as affected by this trip as you are. You want to comfort him, saying that there's nothing you need to worry about, I'll come back, I'll always return to you. But none of that will get through his brain until your face to face, finally in each other's arms.
And something that you've come to see through a new perspective is that love isn't tiring, it isn't heavy nor it is draining. Love is strength, calmness and security. Love can be fire, kissing in the rain and a rollercoaster of emotions. But it's not bad and it's not rotten. It can, however, sometimes be doubtful. It can raise questions that can make you halt on your way to say yes, but that's okay. Because even though you're certain, you're allowed to not have all the answers and you're allowed to not be alone to search for them.
“I love you, too,” you breathe out, shutting your eyes to imagine you were close to him, in your safe place.
“It's so good to know that you're smiling right now.”
You let out a scoff, shaking your head but your mouth is quirking up in the sides. “Seriously, you've gotta stop doing that, Stef. Am I feeding your ego?” You don't wait for a response. “Don't answer that, I know I am.”
“Come home.”
Because no matter how much you occasionally missed your past, your present and future are greater than anything else you could have possibly desired.
❝ and that's the way I loved you...❞
“I will.”
You couldn't have asked for anything better.
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[alternate ending]
#the originals fanfiction#the originals imagine#kol mikaelson x reader#stefan salvatore x reader#tvd imagine#the vampire diaries fanfic#tvd fanfiction#the originals fic#inspired by the way i loved you#stefan salvatore imagine#stefan salvatore fanfiction
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PATREON - KO-FI - COMMISSION INFO
'hey, whatchya makin' over there--? oh good god--'
yay! a ✨masterpost.✨
general art tag is here.
faq is here-- plz consider reading before you send an ask!
friendly reminder post!
-> 💎 I'm Sorry, Teenage Mutant What Now?
[ rottmnt au in which splinter is able to obtain cloaking brooches when the turtles are still tots, and they live their lives are 'normal' humans, so very much so that they eventually forget their mutant origins... until they remember... ]
cw: themes of child neglect/endangerment, child abuse, gender dysphoria, self-sacrifice, and mental illness. plz be mindful of tags.
-> 💫 Gemini AU
[ rottmnt sep au focusing on leo and donnie raised by big mama in the grand nexus hotel and performing in the battle nexus-- and, eventually, their long-lost family members. ]
cw: themes of child abuse, self-sacrifice, cults, blood and injury, ableism, emotional manipulation, sexual assault, and csa. plz be mindful of tags.
-> 🦶 Foot Squad AU
[ rottmnt au in which the turtles were raised in the foot clan alongside cassandra jones, and, eventually, april o'neil ]
cw: themes of child abuse, cults, and emotional manipulation. plz be mindful of tags.
-> 🧬 TMNT: Stabilize
[ tmnt fan iteration following the turtles' attempt to uncover the origin of the mutated forms in order to save the life of their father, master splinter ]
cw: themes of child neglect, parentification, chronic/terminal illness, death, mental illness, psychosis, and self harm. plz be mindful of tags.
-> 🦢 Swanatello
[ that's right-- the au the fandom has for SO LONG been asking for. a rottmnt x swan lake crossover. you guys... you guys HAVE been asking for this, right...? ]
cw: themes of memory loss/delusions/unreality, domestic abuse, and death. plz be mindful of tags.
-> 🐢 Processing Grief Through Ninja Turtles
[ a very loose 'series' of comics exploring grief/loss with rottmnt ]
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Character Introductions (Part 2)
-> story masterpost
moodboard by @singingslayingsoprano
Genevieve Santira
Most of her life, people have only called her Genevieve, but Evie’s calling her Gena has begun to stick.
Genevieve uses she/her pronouns.
Genevieve is 20 years old at the beginning of the story, and her birthday is on May 16 which would make her a Taurus.
Genevieve is known as the Crown Princess’s maidservant to those outside the palace, but those inside know her as one of Cassandra’s best friends.
Likes: working with her hands like sewing and embroidery, helping her father in the smithy, and taking care of her friends
Dislikes: playing mother to the chaotic individuals she happens to be friends with, her inability to read or write, and Cassandra only when the princess doesn’t listen to her
Genevieve often frequents the taverns of Vale Serine not to drink but to listen to the songs played by the traveling bards. Since she cannot read or write, the lyrics of the nomadic musicians provide her with stories she wouldn’t be able to know of otherwise.
If Genevieve lived in our world, her playlists would probably be filled with songs by artists like Rihanna, Selena Gomez, and SZA.
Genevieve, though quite confident in her ability to perform her job adequately, she struggles a lot with her life at home. Her parents were forced into marriage and out of their village after having her brother--who she hates talking about-- out of wedlock. Genevieve was very young when her brother disappeared, and her home life took a turn for the worse. Now she relies on her time away at work and the adventures Cassandra drags her on to grant her reprieve.
Face Claim: Angel Coulby as Guinevere in BBC Merlin
moodboard by @singingslayingsoprano
Wesley Moonbourne
A lot of people often refer to him as Wesley, but Evie has deemed it more appropriate to call him Wes.
Wesley uses he/him pronouns.
Wesley is 20 years old at the beginning of the story, and his birthday is on October 14 which would make him a Libra.
Currently, Wesley holds no official title, but by training in Vale Serine under the instruction of Theo he hopes to earn himself a spot as one of the knights of Nevernia.
Likes: dogs, hunting, and playing chess
Dislikes: feeling like he doesn’t belong, Evie feeling bad, and being without his dog Ranger
Wesley grew up in the outskirts of Bellbury, a city surrounded by farmland, so one of his odd interests is agriculture. Most of his days in Bellbury were spent voluntarily helping around the nearby farms, much to his family’s chagrin. If Wesley wasn’t able to become a knight, his dream would be to move out into the countryside and live on a farm with his animals, his dog Ranger, and the love of his life.
If Wesley lived in our world, he would listen to a variety older music like songs by Johnny Cash, Elvis Presley, and The Beatles.
Wesley, having just moved to Vale Serine, is really struggling with trying to fit in. He wants to be accepted by the knights and especially by his idol, his cousin Theo, and he’s trying his best to become friends with them whether it’s by acting cool or sneaking along on their adventures. Hopefully his newfound friendship with Princess Evie will lead him in the right direction.
Face Claim: Noah Beck
moodboard by @singingslayingsoprano
Terran Willows
People usually just call him Terran, but the knights are also partial to Terr-man or giving him briefly-used, more colorful monikers… Sir Enoch’s favorite at the moment is Bog Man.
Terran uses he/him pronouns.
Terran is 20 years old at the beginning of the story, and his birthday is on June 20 which would make him a Gemini.
Terran is currently studying as an apprentice to Galen, the Court Physician, and he has been working under Galen for about five years.
Likes: his mother’s yearly visits, reading, and practicing magic in his room
Dislikes: Galen’s intense exams, getting scared, and Galen’s overprotective rules about magic and going out
In the spirit of helping people, Terran dedicates as much of his time and energy into improving the lives of others. While he is working towards becoming a physician full-time, Terran volunteers around Vale Serine helping those who need it. Sometimes the knights will even tag along to help and protect him, especially if he’s making a trip into places like Serine’s Hope to hand out food, provide free medical care, or distribute clothes.
If Terran lived in our world, he would definitely be a big fan of Maude Latour, but he would listen to mostly folk music like Hozier, Lord Huron, and Noah Kahan.
While Terran is quite proud of who he is as a person, there is still a lot of turmoil inside his head about it. He grew up in the outlying villages of Nevernia where it isn’t uncommon to see friends string up friends for being queer or possessing magic. Terran managed to escape that environment with his secrets intact, but the inner demons spawned in that hell have followed him to the big city, though he’s lucky to have Galen there reminding Terran every so often that he is not a monster for the way he was born.
Face Claim: Colin Morgan as Merlin in BBC Merlin
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DTIYS Masterpost
Gemini AU (tangledinink)
Replica AU (kathaynesart)
2 Arms Left (intotheelliwoods)
Rufwoof
A ninja’s life for me (Triona-tribblescore)
Abbeyofcyn CTIYS
Treetealeaf DTIYS
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KIttPunk144 DTIYS
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#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt leo#rottmnt leonardo#v draws stuff#rottmnt donnie#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt donatello#rottmnt michelangelo#rottmnt raph#rottmnt raphael#dtiys#ctiys#dtiys entry#masterpost#rottmnt au
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INTRO POST
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Hello there! Welcome to my blog!
Here I mainly draw horror-related art, mostly fanart. My pronouns are They/Them, He/Him
Currently interested in: Cry of Fear, horror movies/media, analog horror (I.E. Gemini Home Entertainment, Local 58, etc), Half Life
DNI: anyone that weirds me out honestly. Proshippers, homo/transphobes, all that.
Art tag: #shmorps art
I won't really be talking about my TMC aus anymore. But some will come back as oc projects soon!! (I have a masterpost SPECIFICALLY for the Home Sweet Home au, so check it out)
I'm always open to questions, so don't be afraid to send asks!
I also have a discord server! So join if you wanna
#intro post wowee#ramblings :)#Not sure what else to tag this. just figured an intro post would help new followers#Will edit this whenever anything changes like. if I change interests or whatnot#But yeah! welcome to my blog!!
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Competitors Masterpost
How Its Set Up: Name (linked description post) - Creator // #tag i use for it
The creators are on the description post, I just didn’t want to ping a bunch of people.
Gemini AU - @/tangledinink // #gemini
Separated Leo AU - @/dianagj-art // #sep leo au
The Night - @/y0unginhumans // #the night
How I Met Our Brothers - @/soapiemomorphine // #how i met our brothers
Ripples and Fate - @/bluesgras // #ripples and fate
Split by Space - @/purplescience // split by space
Mikey’s Imaginary Friends - @/tblsomedoodles // #mikeys imaginary friends
Michelangalone - @/error-code400 // #michelangalone
Diamond in the Repo Yard - @/kqrmen1 // #diamond in repo yard
Through the Thicket - @/gayest-squrrel // #through the thicket
Sometimes Plans Change - @/waytoobsessed // #sometimes plans change
Magic and Masks - @/bucketofbugz // #magic and masks
Shattered Puzzle - @/thevoidisscreamingbackatyou // #shattered puzzle
Lost Under the Sea - @/easterartist // #lost under the sea
Growing Pains - @/cuuno // #growing pains
Lost in the Storm - @/masquerain-with-a-mask // #lost in storm
Prodigy - @/khlegacynexus // #prodigy
Bowboys - @/gl4ssfan // #bowboys
Spare Parts - @/miniyunart // #spare parts
Shadow of the Krang - @/0ddbugs // #shadow of the krang
Tentative Devotee - @/s0ftiw1tch // #tentative devotee
Villain PB&J Duo - @/onionninjasstuff // #villain pbj duo
Mutant Manhunt - @/baskeigh-ball // #mutant manhunt
Never Better - @/less-depresso-more-espresso // #never better
Red Rover - @/red-rover-au // #red rover
The Little Prince - @/beannary // #little prince
Even More of a Disaster - @/3lectricinsomnia + @/teaablue // #emd
Not a Run of the Mill Family - @/moontidemints // #not run of mill family
Adolescence of a Hidden Hero - @/egg04 // #hidden hero
Under Wraps - @/soulsavepoint // #under wraps
Hueso Raised Leo - @/shardkn1ght // #hueso raised leo
Snapdragon AU - @/bluesgras // #snapdragon
Empyrean Weeping - @/cupcakeslushie // #empyrean weeping
Bloodbath - @/trubblegumm // #bloodbath
Adopted Mikey AU - @/tblsomedoodles // #adopted mikey
Life Mission: Save My Brothers - @/daedelweiss // #life mission
Honey’s Mama’s Boys - @/honey-rye // #honeys mamas boys
100 Feet and a World Away - @/dandylovesturtles // #100 feet and a world away
Where You Belong - @/nights-flying-fox // #where you belong
New Phone Who Dis - @/rbtlvr // #new phone who dis
Lights of the City - @/cuuno // #lights of city
Banana Split - @/alexcant578 // #banana split
Warriors Heart - @/peanutrat20 // #warriors heart
Autumn Leaves Grow Premavera Strings - @/mystic-findings-collection // #algps
#masterpost#some thoughts i had while typing this#i thought espresso was spelling with a x#mutant manhunt mutant mayhem#Red Rover YUMMM#i am fucking speed running this#hard at work or hardly working NIEGHHHH#ref to onward movie#took a pause to respond to ask#i was going to at lights of the city... thats not an at#it took me 12 years to figure out how to spell banana#done in 41 minutes nice#au descriptions#prime comp
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𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 💕
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Aries : So much to learn, so much to seek, get out of your head first it's keeping you from the breakthroughs you seek. Emotional bliss is on the other side of self conceived thoughts of doom. Although you'll be working with people and making progress especially proffesionally and academically you'll want to recuperate and take some time out to study or gather information on something of your own or you'd like to focus on your spiritual side a little more. There will be a necessary change in your routine and eating habits. Mint and other herbs will be beneficial. Avoid being too self critical when it comes to speed of your progress.
Taurus : It seems that a lot of people from near and far want to be close to you as friends or more. While you're in a more independent and non chalant energy. You'll be a lot more honest and straight forward, lacking filter in a way. You have concluded that those who want to stay will stay otherwise they can leave, you don't want to pretend anymore. Expect a lot of people coming to you for advice and guidance, especially younger ones. You'll be preparing for foreign travel, might get sudden wealth. You may be overly focused on your appearance too. Pay attention to your higher self/Intuition/subconscious/dreams etc more than the opinions of others this month.
Gemini : Opportunities come to you sooner once you make your well being a priority. You're running on a critical clock that might be taking a toll on you whether you realize it or not. Be a little less methodical and more meditative and relaxed in your approach. Make art for the sake of making because you were inspired and not for validation. You'll find yourself healing the person in you that feels the need to defend themselves constantly and come out strong. It's okay to break and cry once in a while, it's cathartic. You'll still have a lot of successes and allocades to celebrate. Give yourself a break this month.
Cancer : You'd want to come out of yout shell and socialize a little more. You've gone through an intense time period in the past couple of months either you've dealth with some heavy transformation or loss and you needed time to grieve or simply be. You'll be feeling a lot more confident, expressive and creative. Might want to join a group or workshop of sorts or simply take a trip somewhere warmer. You'll have a lot of happy moments and connections to look forward to that will let your inner child shine as well. You'll look in the mirror and find the person you thought you had lost. Practice gratitude and you'll see your blessings multiply.
Leo : Cool your head and avoid unnecessary conflict and burn out. You'll be tempted to react or say something harsh especially while dealing with nitpicky people or those in authority who are trying to dominate or criticize you constantly and dull your shine. It's best to draw boundaries. You'll be focusing on changing your diet, perhaps eating foods that keep you cool. You'll have a lot of energy but might feel exhausted sooner. There will be good progress in multiple areas of your life and even travel if you keep your mindset in check and act with wit. You may also doubt the progress you're making, don't do that. Avoid debt and unecessary expenses, you may also receive unexpected money from someone as well.
Virgo : Need to self soothe, nurture and be nurtured. You might be feeling very empathetic or just receptive to others emotions a lot. Please make sure to detach once in a while so that you don't feel energetically depleted. You might be signing some contracts or entering into some partnerships or agreements. Intuition will be very high, you'll sense what other's don't and you'll be right. You may feel moody too since you'd like to be in control of your feelings and analyse them but find it difficult to. You may have some people being a tad obsessed with your energy too. Lot of necessary transitions and endings to pave way for what you want. Encountering kindered spirits. Happy moments with your family and monetary success in business/your career.
Libra : Following your bliss and taking a leap of faith. You'll know when the time is right you wouldn't have to calculate. You might feel disheartened in matters of love and relationships of any kind. You'll feel disappointed looking back at certain scenarios and with whatever you have currently. This will change eitherway. Just know you have a lovely journey ahead if you stop nitpicking the mistakes you have met. You'll likely meet a loyal friend online and meet them in person soon, it will either be emotionally very fulfilling or make you want to pursue something more with them later down the line.
Scorpio : Rediscovering joy and manifesting something sweet and meaningful through your imagination alone. You'll know who and what to leave behind and who and what to connect with. You'll realize you seek people who bring out the dreamy side of you that you have shut out for a very long time now in fears of being judged. That you deserve to toss your mask aside too. You'll be completing and closing a few projects that you've been working on any legal matters that you have been dealing with also come to a close. You may hold back again and shut of your feelings in between because you may have taken up too many new tasks. Remember you'll receive what you give this month. Allow yourself to be less complex for once.
Sagittarius : Things are finally picking up. Like a bun rising in the oven. Although it doesn't feel too quick and too scattered, you have a vision in mind that you know you'll reach. It's promised so you're worried a little less. Be wary of taking on too many endeavours because you suddenly feel too excited. Do workouts that are more fun and less intense. You may also feel extra competitive at work or school/uni or just in the pursuit of your life goals. Keep in mind there's no need to compete with anyone or anything, every success in due time for you to celebrate.
Capricorn : You've been growing in the most dire of environments it seems. You shouldn't have to survive. Embrace your rebirth and the path unfolding for you with grace. You may feel like visiting places from your childhood or activities and hobbies you enjoyed as a kid. You'll find a work and family/personal life balance even if it may not be a permanent thing, you'll get to relish the time you spend with your loved ones. Finances might be iffy in the beginning but will pick up later.
Aquarius : Finally much needed solitude. Maybe where you're at, maybe elsewhere. You may want to be near water more just to feel calm. Your stars are guiding you to heal and towards connections that feel like they were a part of you for eons to begin with. Allow yourself to rejuvenate. You may also visit places and streets that feel like Deja Vu or you feel an ominous connection to, you may dream of such locations. Lastly, when things start working out for you don't treat it as a warning sign. The dawn had to come eitherway, right?
Pisces : You might just pack your bags and leave. Whether this is metaphorical or literal or both will be personal to you. You may be making or listening to music a lot, finding harmony for yourself because you realize it needs to come from within before the outside world follows. You'll be feeling more confident in your body, in your style, decisions and pursuits. You'll resort to more creative ways to express yourself, those who get you will get you even if they are few in number. You may give romance a chance but you'll romance yourself first before you let anyone's in. There are people who genuinely admire and look out for you, look out for them too.
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