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never trust a survivor until you find out WHAT THEY DID TO STAY ALIVE.

independent mutuals only multimuse, featuring freya m/ikaelson written by tina, promo by kira <3

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after some thought, i’ve decided to move all my muses to a multi over on @scrvives . it’s still gonna be v low activity. and likely temporary, cause i might bring everyone back to singles once my life chills a little – until then, one blog will just be easier on me. i’m not dropping anything ( threads or asks ) and am gonna slowly work on them over there if you choose to follow!

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EVERYONE   MADE   MISTAKES,   even   she   had.   elena   couldn’t   exactly   judge   the   other.   but   despite   mistakes   &   wrongdoings,   the   blonde   believed   that   others   deserved   second   chances.   ❛   if   we   killed   everyone   who   made   a   mistake,   there   wouldn’t   be   any   of   our   species   left.   ❜   she   replied   casually   with   a   slight   incline   of   her   head.   sure,   policing   the   mutts   was   something   the   pack   did   &   on   some   occasions,   she   agreed   with   the   decisions   having   been   made.   other   times?   she   had   thought   there   had   been   another   route.   ❛   we’ve   all   made   mistakes,   marsten.   some   are   just   worse   than   others.   ❜

@alpheir​​ from ( x )

              He remembers the time existing was A DEATH SENTENCE for a Mutt; but it was before she was bitten, before Jeremy took over the pack even. Irrelevant, now. Not forgotten ( a wound that closed but has left a scar behind ). “It seems we’re heading there anyway, and I can’t claim innocence in the matter.” Despite the clear admission of guilt, his posture is relaxed – nonchalant even. Whether she believes it or not, he is rather fond of her; not enough to let his guard down but just enough to believe she’s not about to murder him. “I’m not as bad as Danny boy was, no – but that’s hardly an excuse when I willingly worked with him.” Karl looks at her, eyebrows raising. “I won’t make any. Excuses, I mean. I guess that leave us with the question of what’s next, if my execution is officially off the table.”

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otherwoofs​ >> LAWYER BOY

              “Hello. My name is Lucas Cortez and I’m your lawyer.”

              “Oh, I know who you are.” He’s sitting in the interrogation room like he owns the place, an air of nonchalance hiding any wariness towards the CABAL’S HEIR ( yes, the kid’s on a little crusade against the old man but that doesn’t mean karl’s getting mixed up in that mess ). “I also know I have the right to choose my lawyer – and I definitely haven’t chosen you.”

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i'm in a middle of a big wotow reread & tbh it's funny that his canon wife is literally lucifer's daughter and in, my biggest rp ship for him, his husband is an original vampire. he surely has a type!

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       there  are  nights  when  the  wolves  are  silent  and  only  the  moon  howls.

     elena  michaels  of  the  women  of  the  otherworld  series  by  kelley  armstrong.                                                         written  by  cheeto.

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women of the otherworld fancast  → henry cavill as KARL MARSTEN

“You need an outlet. Do you think I don’t understand that?” He reached into his pocket and took out the jewels. “This is mine. A way to get my regular adrenaline shot without ripping apart strangers in alleyways. And, with you, it isn’t all about the chaos. You have balance. The good impulses with the bad. Me?” He grinned. “A little more inclined to the latter.” His eyes glinted. “Though not irredeemably so.”

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Ian Anthony Dale as Lieutenant Jim Koto in Murder in the First || S2E3

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livingprophecy​ >> TONIO

          𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐆  𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇  𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐋  was  like  talking  to  a  brick  wall;      both  of  them  are  stubborn  as  all  hell,  but  antonio  won’t  back  down  from  this  either.  he  reads  the  other  wolf’s  body  language  easier  than  he  thinks,  thanks  to  years  of  pushing  down  anger  and  anything  else  he  didn’t  want  boiling  out.      “you’re  a  damn  good  liar.  but  i’m  also  not  stupid.”      he  doesn’t  care  if  karl  says  it  doesn’t  hurt  —  he  got  shot,  and  he  shouldn’t  even  be  on  his  feet  right  now.  crossing  his  arms,  a  look  of  disbelief  on  his  face.      “no  need  to  pass  tests.  i  wasn’t  planning  on  letting  you  leave  REGARDLESS.”      antonio  is  almost  surprised  that  karl  didn’t  see  that  coming.  he  takes  a  step  forward,  tone  getting  more  direct;      jeremy  may  be  alpha,  but  tonio  knows  how  to  parent  when  people  are  acting  like  children.      “sit.  now.”

              “Of course you’re not stupid; I wouldn’t have invested in your company if you were. But you are such a mother hen.” He supposes FOR THEM, being close to each other provides comfort and safety and all that nonsense. But, after a lifetime on his own ( of seeing any fellow werewolf as a threat, especially the pack ), his instincts are screaming at him to leave, to run, to lick his wounds somewhere he’d be alone. Unfortunately, someone’s there anytime he tries to make his retreat. “Oh, I would love to see you stop me.” And he bares his teeth in a grin, even thought that borders on delusional. It’s debatable if he could take Antonio on a good day – other than maybe Clay, he might just be the best fighter in the pack – and he definitely can’t take him while shot and about to pass out. Ah, PRIDE. Such a dangerous thing indeed. “You know, being with the alpha doesn’t make you one.”

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dcvilmade​ >> ELIJAH

           “Oh, hello.” Elijah smiles, shifting slightly where he lay to be more comfortable. He had just been about to get up and do some work, but it appears that Karl had other plans ( and who was elijah to deny the large wolf when he wanted snuggles. ) He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around Karl’s neck, his hands sinking into the soft fur. He lifted his head just enough to kiss the top of Karl’s nose. “You know, you’re making me quite LAZY these days.” his tone is light and full of amusement. “How can I possibly do work when I have a very cuddly wolf who deserves my utmost attention?”

              Few months ago, Karl would have changed back before touching him. He isn’t ashamed – but it’s not exactly pride either, the beast something he’s learnt to hide, sometimes worrying if it was the mask of civility Elijah fell for. The extremely well-polished package. But no; he knows the wolf is just as much Karl as the man is, loves both parts equally ( in a way, perhaps, that karl never could ).

              There’s something entirely undignified in the way Karl pushes his head against his shoulder, as if saying yes, give me attention. He snuggles even closer, then, stretching on top of him. No work for him indeed.

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tbh the fact that, in some of my verses with @dcvilmade 's elijah, karl is the m/ikaelsons in-law brings me so much dumb joy

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@dcvilmade , happy birthday bestie!!!

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otherwoofs​ >> NICHOLAS

         This is why you don’t ignore a wolf, especially a werewolf who can be quite pushy when he wants to be - and when he wants cuddles. Especially from pack who has been very stingy on the cuddles. Which was why bring IGNORED was quite insulting, and drastic times called for drastic measures and Nick made CERTAIN that Karl had no choice but to pay attention to him. He tilted his head, before raising it for another “awooooOOOOOOOOO!!!” then looked at Karl and licked his face. ATTENTION, KARL. PAY HIM ATTENTION.

              A part of him – the wolf one – thinks this is perfectly normal. Pleasant, even. The bigger one – the one that never had a pack before, that learnt to keep everyone at arms’ length to survive – wonders WHAT THE HELL NICHOLAS IS DOING. “Don’t awooo me,” he grumbles, frowning even more at the lick. He puts a hand at the center of Nick’s chest and gives him a shove.

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“oh, i know who karl marsten is; a career criminal and a drifter. he's spent the last forty years not giving a shit about anyone. guys like that don't wake up one morning and turn team player. he's using the pack. he doesn't care about anyone in it.”

INDEPENDENT KARL MARSTEN, WRITTEN BY TINA

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dcvilmade​ >> ELIJAH

         There had been plenty of thoughts on Elijah’s mind that day. Getting into New Orleans without any more of his siblings coming to harm, freeing Niklaus, and returning to the safe place where Hope was, so they could all be there to protect her and see her reunited with her father. Revenge had also been on his mind, burning anger, revenge, guilt - but they did not have the means for that, so he pushed it aside ( to fester and grow ) and focused on the task at hand. It wasn’t until they were almost at the safe house did Hayley mention Karl was there and a wave of emotions washed over him, emotions he couldn’t place or name ( excitement, fear, relief, terror? ) and found himself waiting anxiously until they pulled up in front of the house, in the dead of night.

         Karl was probably asleep, Elijah told himself. He wouldn’t want to wake him up. It could wait to the morning, he was sure. It’s not like it’s been years…. Elijah wouldn’t blame him if he decided that all of this was worth too much trouble - there had been no guarantee that any of the Mikaelsons could be woken up in a timely fashion. But as they approach the house, he sees Karl waiting on the porch and he knows there’s no delaying this ( he didn’t want to, he wanted to see karl, he’s missed him so much. ) so he approaches as his siblings and Hayley head inside. There’s so much he could say, so much he’s thought about saying in the Chambre, but all that he manages to say is: “Hello Karl.”

              He wanted to go with Hayley but staying behind is the better option. Not for him but overall. While he’s a good fighter, she’s a hybrid – more powerful than him – and it’s not like his role in this is useless. Keep Hope safe. Keep Elijah’s niece safe. It’s what Elijah would have wanted ( in case something goes wrong, there’s an entire wolf pack ready to take her in, to protect her ), not that it eases the restlessness deep in his gut. After he tucks Hope in, safe and sound, he takes his spot at the porch, waiting. And waiting.

              When the car approaches, he jumps up, self-control long forgotten. He’s too terrified Elijah won’t be with them. BUT HE IS; the relief that fills him is overwhelming and he’s crossing the space between them in two big strides, collapsing into him, grabbing onto him – KISSING HIM. “Hello to you too, stranger,” he says, tone soft, hold tight and desperate, as he takes in his smell. “I’m so happy to see you I’m going to abandon the whole don’t ever do that again or I’ll kick your ass speech – “ He wouldn’t go for it anyway, it wasn’t Elijah’s fault, he’s joking. Perhaps he shouldn’t. Perhaps he shouldn’t immediately act like nothing happened, like it wasn’t five long years. But there will be time to talk later and right now, he just wants to make sure Elijah is alright first. “But if you think I’m letting you out of my sight now, you’re deadly wrong. You owe me a few hours of snuggles at least.”

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@otherwoofs​ >> "i heard you told people you're in the pack. you should have told your alpha that." // jeremy

i woke up too early to reply to this

              The urge to deny it is nearly overwhelming, but he only straightens his back. “Did I mention a nasty Cabal sorcerer had a gun pointed directly at my head when I said it? He already killed and mauled a guard to frame me, and we were in a public place.” And yet, Karl still has come out of it with a bullet wound in his shoulder; not dangerous but a clear proof of how bad things could have gone instead. “I APOLOGIZE, Jeremy. I’m NOT pack, I shouldn’t go around claiming that I am.”

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a random karl thing that still cracks me up: it’s fully CANON karl knew the pack’s coffee orders even before he joined in. in fact, he ordered coffee for elena & nick ... while they were on opposite sides of a bloody fight for death