Davina.

Davina Claire. New to character but not fandom. Nothing gets past her, magic is her specialty. Descriptive, crossovers welcomed, dark themes. Ships on chemistry. Penned by #DevilSwan

@IConfessIDidIt -- over her shoulder. She felt those butterflies in her stomach and hated he had this affect on her. She’d show up, assuming Kol wasn’t going to be a real disappointment tonight. She was tossing out that benefit of the doubt.

@IConfessIDidIt -- into a flowery flowy dress it cut at her knees. And she looked in the mirror and fixed her hair placing a headband in her hair and placed a simple shade of gloss on her lips. And she waited purposely for Marcel to leave the church before she had taken her purse with her

[[Starters for @OfHarvestMagic ]] My eyes shifted into a perfect roll as I listened to Niklaus droning on incessantly about his latest bout of "woes." Leave it to Niklaus to always find a way to ruffle the feathers of nearly every inhabit in whatever location he chooses to =

@IConfessIDidIt -- escape if I did decide to meet Kol. And I don’t know he was danger untrustworthy, but I felt these intense butterflies at the thought of seeing him, would he be a jerk? Or use his pathetic charm on me once again?

@IConfessIDidIt -- painting for a bit tonight so if you want to go out spy on Klaus you can.” I whispered the name because who know what prying eyes may be on us. With a skip in my step I walked into the church and up to the attic. I did plan on painting but it was a fair enough

@IConfessIDidIt -- was pretty but I wasn't the type of girl Kol or any mikaelson might be intrigued or interested in. But as I left that store I felt this insane butterflies in my stomach; and I had this feeling I may be going into dangerous territory soon with someone I didn’t trust.

@IConfessIDidIt -- me. It was simply a distraction for me. “ Okay Kol, Mikaelson, it sounds like in a way you want to court me.” I added with a harmless laugh as I bit down on my lip. I left it as a maybe for a reason. I had no idea if I wanted to show up, to embarrass myself with him. I