" where's my fucking teenage dream? " from tribrid hope

@nklsdttr / prompt.

❛ probably in the same circle of hell mine went. ❜ being a teenager is hard enough, being a witchy teenager is awful... davina can't wrap her mind around the idea of being in hope's shoes. the first (and only) of her kind, it must be so lonely. but, if the witch is honest, she's more than willing to be there for her. while the relationship she holds with the mikaelson family is complicated to say the least, davina doesn't hold hope responsible for any of the pain they inflicted. she's innocent, in that sense. ❛ want to talk about it? or just rant? rage room it? ❜

@nklsdttr sent:

" i don't want you to try and talk me out of this, " pre-tribrid transition angst

           "do you want me to talk you out of it?", elijah questioned as he eyed hope with great attention. it was an important decision to make, one that cannot be undone. "if you have any doubts, then i would advise you to wait until you're absolutely certain." she should not feel forced to do so just because she was afraid that time was running out or that she owed it to someone. 

           "it’s ultimately your decision alone. a decision that needs to be carefully considered." a decision she could make of her own free will. she didn't have to go this path. "i have to admit that ... if i had had the choice back then, i would have decided against it." his eyebrows knotted together thoughtfully because while he isn't sentimental about his condition, he would have not chosen this life. 

           "i obviously do not know what it feels like for a hybrid or a tribid, how far change is possible. i don't know if it's thoughtful to make such a decision below twenty. for rebekah, this life is sometimes very hard and kol often doesn’t have the mental maturity to be a responsible vampire. they were in hindsight too young when they turned."

@nklsdttr sent:

" my dad doesn't like unwelcomed guests, neither do I"

         "well, then i supposed it's a good thing i don't visit your dad or you." katherine had no business with them and frankly, she could do perfectly well without having to see that awful personified nightmare of a man. 

           "interesting to see that this is the first thing that comes to your mind when you meet someone." desperate for some company? who knows...

@nklsdttr liked for a starter.

CLEARLY BORED OUT OF HER MIND, Pamela sat in one of the table seats in front of the stage at Fangtasia with an arm draped over the back of the chair. She doesn't even turn her head at the sound of heels coming forth, though there was a sudden scent familiar yet not that wafted through her nostrils. They had been conducting interviews for several different positions at the club and the blonde was at her wits end with all of the idiots she had been forced to speak to throughout the night. One mindless, useless existence after another and of course, she was left solely in charge to make the decisions while Eric was away. ❝ A'right, take a seat. ❞ She began to say in the most dulled tone of voice she could muster. ❝ What position are ya applyin' for, why do ya think ya'd be a good fit… yadda yadda yadda. ❞

      @nklsdttr    offered    " you can stay here if you'd like . "

      THIS YOUNG WOMAN    .    .    .    SHE WASN’T WHO HE’D COME TO SEE    ;    though    ,    he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t been curious about the rumors.    a hybrid child.    klaus    ,    of all ancient vampires    ,    now had an actual daughter.    it was truly fascinating.    & admittedly    ,    a little incredulous.    his friend hadn’t always exactly been truthful when it came to certain things.

      but alas    ,    how could he possibly deny him when she stood before him.    it didn’t take much to sense the power    ,    & she felt like her father.    head tilted softly as he observed her    ,    smile lingering softly to his lips.

      ❛    i    .    .    .    don’t know if that would be wise.    your father    –    will he be back soon    ?    ❜

hope  mikaelson  (  @nklsdttr  )  said  to  eric  northman  ;  "      it's    fun    to    get    your   hands   dirty   ,   sometimes    ...    "

eric  can't  help  but  chuckle,  shaking  his  head  slightly,  ❝  hope  .  .  .  i'm  disappointed.  ❞  he  looks  at  her,  ❝  getting  your  hands  dirty  is  fun  all  the  time,  why  get  someone  else  to  do  what  you  can  do  yourself?  ❞  eric  may  have  had  people  who'd  do  anything  for  him  .  .  .  but  nothing  was  better  than  doing  something  for  himself,  especially  when  it  came  to  anything  that  qualified  as  getting  his  hands  dirty.

emerald gaze settles upon the other, but it's confusion that elizabeth expresses. the next second, she'll speak. " hope, why did you come here? what drew you to the cortez? " random starter for @nklsdttr

nklsdttr asked:

" is there a problem ? "

"Why would there be a problem?"

@nklsdttr liked for a starter.

FINGERS CURLED AROUND THE BOTTLE OF CYANIDE upon the shelf, glancing down at it with a curious gaze. ❝ Well now, this shouldn't have been placed here. ❞ She states under her breath before eyes slowly drift upwards towards their guest. A small smirk displayed across features before she makes her way to the table, placing the vial down beside the antiqued China tea set. ❝ How do you take your tea? Cream, sugar… cyanide? Or if you'd prefer, we have some arsenic and polonium in the kitchen. ❞

@nklsdttr liked for a short starter .

hands shook as the hybrid rushed to clean the stains from her face , her chest , palms — honestly , she'd have thought to jump in the shower all together if she were thinking at all . so many years in new orleans , so many enemies and wars fought , and yet the rush of emotions that came after never got old . she was pissed . pissed that there were still threats to her daughter's life , pissed that innocents were always somehow always hurt in the process of getting rid of those threats , and absolutely livid that after all those years those threats still thought she wouldn't go absolutely feral upon confronting them . " hey , kid, " she breathed , coming back to reality as soon as she saw hope's reflection in the mirror behind her . there was no use in trying to cover up , despite her wanting to so badly protect her from the reality of it all . no matter how old her daughter got , hayley would always try to shield her not just from her enemies , but from the truth : there would always be a target on hope's back . the other truth ? no matter how heightened her emotions were after a fight , one look at that kid's face would always calm her . hope was worth every second of it . " it's not as bad as it looks . you ought to see the other guy , " the mother smirked as she continued to clean her chin off with a wet rag .

@nklsdttr asked : " would you play for me ? "

The vampire grinned. Oh how he loved to show off. He looked towards the piano and nodded. “Oh course.” Lestat nodded making his way over to the bench. “Do you have any requests. Anything that comes to mind, petite louve?” He questioned. He could play just about anything.

“Do you have a favorite?” His fingers ghosted of the ivory keys.

" it was an accident " for klaus pls

         the  master  of  a  lot  of  arts ,  his  name  echoed  through  the  supernatural world  because  of  the  cheer  will  to  be  remembered  -  but  one  thing  he  was  not  was  an  example  of  a  father .  the  enemies  kept  knocking  at  his  door  the  moment  the  rumour  of  a  miracle  child  spread  and  his  soft  belly  exposed  to  a  world  full  of  people  with  a  thousand  reasons  to  come  for  revenge ,  after  that  it  felt  that  each  one  that  fell  would  always  be  succeeded  by  another  far  worse ,  pushing  him  into  the  other  side  of  the  ocean  and  away  for  the  majority  of  hope's  life  so  far .    "  i  have  no  doubt ,  but  accidents  have  consequences  "    he  didn't  know  how  to  act  like  a  father  without  the  right  to  do  so  but  the  situation  called  for  it .  without  hayley  around  he  would  have  to  assume  a  role  he  found  to  be  the  most  difficult  he's  had .    "  and  you  must  face  them  whether  you  choose  to  do  it  now  or  in  a  few  years ,  love , remember that .  "    

↪ 𝙸𝙽𝙱𝙾𝚇 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 . ( 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 ) — @nklsdttr

cont. from here ft. @nklsdttr

      "it's only natural – who wouldn't protect their youngest family members and do anything for them? it is a kind of devotion that is rarely found outside the family; a sacrifice i'd do willingly."

@nklsdttr​​ asked :  "   need   a   light   ?  

   Micah grinned. In truth he didn’t need a light. He didn’t even need a lighter but he wasn’t going to turn one down. “Yeah sure, thank you.” He said with a nod leaning down a bit, the cigarette hanging from his lips. 

❛ … i just want to make you proud . ❜

ㅤㅤㅤthe words come as easy as breathing , expression softening in the way it only does when he faces @nklsdttr . ❛ you already do ; i have never been more proud of anything . your existence is the best thing that has ever happened to the mikaelson legacy , and to me . my beautiful daughter . ❜ a smile pulls at his lips as he gently , carefully , takes her face in his hands . ❛ you are my greatest pride - and this family's greatest hope . ❜

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆ || @nklsdttr || s.c.

And what constitutes evil, real evil, is the taking of a single human life. Whether a man would die tomorrow or the day after or eventually... it doesn't matter. Because if God does not exist, then life... every second of it... Is all we have.