𝖥𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖺 𝖬𝗂𝗄𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗈𝗇

“𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖨 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎, 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋.” 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 ↻ & ♡

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/ I'm still here just not here currently? I'm struggling with muse lately.

dear god, what kind of sin did i do to deserve this life?

@MaliciousLykos -- her hands where her elbows were resting against her knees. She just needed a moment or two to breathe. For a moment she had forgotten that Elijah hadn’t followed Klaus out of the room.

@MaliciousLykos -- put you all in more danger.” Freya confessed, her gaze staying on Klaus for a few more moments before she dropped both her gaze and her act as she walked over to the nearby couch and dropped herself down onto it, a gentle sigh leaving her lips as she lowered her head into --

Starter for: ❝ [@RivetingVision] ! ❞ Klaus Mikaelson was never a man of infinite patience. He had listened to Rebekah’s frantic tales of a long lost sister with a healthy dose of skepticism and a simmering curiosity. For days he had lingered within the walls of the +

@TheAllureOfDark -- come and enjoy a drink with me?” She questioned, her own head tilting slightly in curiosity. “Unless you are busy, of course.”

@TheAllureOfDark -- be shown as of late, Freya hadn’t been having an easy time when it came to adjusting to the Mikaelson compound and those within it. Having thoughts about how meeting her siblings would go failed in comparison to the reality. “Are you ok brother? Can I convince you to --

/ This may be selective (depending on muse, etc). New stories only.

@NerdyTribrid -- cup. “Morning Hope.”

@NerdyTribrid -- this morning but knew that seeing a few would be unlikely, she knew they hadn’t returned home that night. Stepping into the kitchen, she approached the coffee pot to pour herself a cup before preparing to brew the coffee again so that she could pack some into her travel --

// Continuation of story with @RivetingVision // [ Hope knew that now they were back home after driving from Mystic Falls that her Aunt Freya was right. She was going to have to try and control the side of her yearning to become more unruly. The family were always there for >>

/ May be time for a new layout for Frey but I'm lacking the talent 🫢

@RequiemHybrid -- the two of them. “Fear is a useful tool but not always.” She agreed in amusement, before her gaze lifted in surprise. “I should feel flattered by such a compliment, but a part of me is also wondering why you are being so nice considering how we met.”

@RequiemHybrid -- with a gentle laugh. “If you don’t need people to avoid you, you should try being lessen your scary demonior, it would allow you to be far more approachable.” She mused, her own feet staying where she was stood even as his own caused him to decrease the distance between --

Banter post for: ( ‧₊˚✧[@RivetingVision]✧˚₊‧ ) The icy blue of Jason’s eyes flickered with a predatory gold as he leaned against the mahogany table. His hybrid nature hummed beneath his skin, a restless mix of wolf and jaguar. +