#freya davina's loathed

[divinesorciere]

@viikingwitch | continued from here.

              That's a thought Davina's been avoiding. Their loved ones, while the list is relatively small for them both ( as well as she knows ), do have a few overlaps. It's what she has always hated about fighting Mikaelsons. Until she broke that damned sireline, the lives of most of the people she loved were connected to that of her enemy.

              Even after it was broken, she was presented with a new problem. Kol's plans for Klaus had never once been to put him down permanently, not like how Davina always wanted to. For better or worse, no matter how much he used him and abandoned him when he was done, Klaus was Kol's brother, and he did love him. Even Marcel loved him. They all did, and she never understood why.

              She faces a similar dilemma, even now. What if she had wanted another fight? One to end things once and for all? With such a close circle of loved ones, lines would have to be drawn in the sand, and she was only truly confident about one person being on her side.

              And she never, ever wanted to force them to face Freya. As much as Davina isn't afraid ( will never admit to being afraid ) of them anymore, a part of her holds a healthy wariness around them all. They are old and powerful and cruel in a way that she probably isn't hopes she isn't.

              If she has to put down old grudges to keep herself, and her people safe, she will. From the surety with which Freya declared herself a protector, she would have to.

              There is still one thing that bothers her. “I don't get you. Why are you so willing to throw away your life, and everyone else's, to protect them?” Even still, there's a more personal question at the forefront of her mind, and has been for a while. “Are you gonna give up your magic to be a vampire and protect them for the rest of your life?”

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#5

Y’all will like every tvdu ship but get to bonkai and wanna talk about morals

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#4

I only trust Bonnie being written well by Bonnie fans. As for the rest of y’all? You make me nervous.

101 notes - Posted June 19, 2022

#3

The magic of white witches in tvd. Freya slept for a thousand years and woke up super powerful without a struggle to perform a spell or even having some self-loathing due to her history with Dahlia.

As for Davina who faces a lot of similar struggles Bonnie did. But she gets her “fuck you, this my agency moment..”

Meanwhile we had to watch Bonnie physically be in pain when it came to performing harder spells. Not including her dying every season. Every black witch that was in the show eventually had some traumatic death on-screen that was never addressed.

Every time someone likes my older posts/asks I have more to add each time.

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#2

certain tvd fans: oh my god Bonnie deserved so much better it makes me want to cry. let me proceed to write her 4 words of dialogue in my fanfic.

130 notes - Posted April 20, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

A rough draft of an excerpt that belongs to this au:

“Good morning,” Bonnie whispered, peeping her head out on the back porch. Of course, this is where Klaus would be. Sitting on the deck, listening to the birds chirp while chatting with their daughter. “I was wondering where you two went. You know I hate the silence of a empty room.”

Klaus was rocking an active two-month old Hazel. “Sorry, my love, the littlest witch had awoken and I couldn’t resist. She’s exquisite company.” After easing the infant gently inside her bassinet. Klaus’ sped from the rocking chair and back with Bonnie on his lap.

Klaus could list a heavy amount of things he missed with Hope. All of her firsts went to Rebekah. On and off fighting with Hayley upon Hope’s return. Missing four years of her life from Marcel’s prison. Now, he’s adding onto that time because of the hollow. Those are secrets and anguish from another life that he will hold until he can properly explain it to Bonnie.

“Sometimes I still can’t believe she’s real.” Bonnie replied, resting on Klaus’ torso as she holds Hazel in her arms examining her features as usual. She’d never be this tiny again. Brown skin, just like her mother’s. Green eyes inherited from her great-grandfather on her mother’s side. Maybe, the next will take up after Klaus.

“Yes, I carried her for months. Made plans with you for her nursery. The shopping—but that doesn’t matter! She’s here and perfect. Is it weird that everything I’ve ever done seems insignificant compared to her? I always wanted a full home so I didn’t feel alone.”

“No,” Klaus said, admiring the warmth that filled his body watching Hazel smile and coo back at her mother. “You were always saving the day. That doesn’t mean because you saved the day it gave you joy. Hazel, was and is your choice.”

Now that held some truth. Servant of nature is what a witch was supposed to be. Not everyone could be a Bennett witch even if Bonnie willingly gave her powers up.

“Caroline and Stefan emailed me. They want me to write the real history on Bennett witches for the boarding school.” Bonnie shrugged, lowering Hazel down to her breast to feed. While Klaus tugged her tank-top off her shoulder. “While Alaric is requesting talismans and other Bennett artifacts to show the students.”

“And, you don’t want that at all.” Klaus said, raising a brow. Not that he blamed her. A Bennett grimoire and a vial of blood in the wrong hands suddenly becomes a wild card for a supernatural.

“Absolutely not.” Bonnie agreed, cradling the curly head of her daughter. “I don’t think anyone else is deserving to write my family’s history but me.” She declared. “Giving up Bennett artifacts just sounds like an accident waiting to happen. Pictures exist for a reason.”

Kissing at Bonnie’s temple. “They could make a statue in your honor. I think that is just as fitting.”

“It is, since I’m the reason Mystic Falls isn’t a wiped out town on the map. A statue and plaque should’ve been made when the school was.”

“I could build one for you in our backyard,” Klaus remarks. “Right, in the center.”

“Can we put a raincheck on that statue? There’s a ritual Bennett witches perform after an infant is born. We do it during celestial events. I never had mine but I need Hazel to have hers. She’ll be sheltered by the spirits in all ways.”

Klaus’ eyes go wide for a moment. “I wasn’t aware those occurred. Ayana had four daughters and never practiced those.”

“You didn’t know she did those. It’s really private event. Witches of the past and present attend. The bloodline wants each off-spring prepared. All our daughter has to do is show up and be cute.”

“We can do anything you want.” Klaus agrees. Hope never had a coven of witches to shelter her upon birth and accept her immediately with open arms. If the ritual is performed on Hazel that can restrict the Hallow or anyone else for that matter from chasing after the Bennett’s.

“Our daughter should meet my wolf form.“ Klaus blurts out after.

“I think she’d like that.”

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[fatesurvived]

Kol's viewpoint on Always & Forever and where his ties remain

I WANT TO BE CLEAR BEFORE ANYBODY READS FURTHER: this is NOT hate towards any of the Mikaelson family members, this is Kol’s anger and resentment towards them which personally, I believe is skipped over a lot in canon. My interpretation of Kol consists of him not being all “family is everything” and he doesn’t often end up on good terms with the lot of them.

For a thousand years, Kol had tried to play nice and be brought into the coveted Always and Forever that had been forged by Elijah, Niklaus, and Rebekah. For the better part of a thousand years, Kol was left outside of that bond, always feeling like an outsider. We see a lot of resentment towards his siblings but the most towards Klaus for the constant daggering whenever he felt Kol got underfoot. After a certain point of looking for approval that was never going to be found, he stopped caring about his siblings in such a caring manner. Sure, they were blood, but it made no difference to Kol. The bond of family weakened each time they all conspired to dagger him, cutting his years short which in turn only fueled his rage when he awoke next. By the time we see Kol in The Originals, we can see how much he truly loathes his family. Yes, at times they have actual nice moments, but we also get a glimpse of how much his family takes from him. Yes, they have all taken things from one another Klaus being the worst for that, to be honest. At a certain point, Kol is tired of being the PARIAH, it’s that motivation to break free of his family that is only heightened when he meets Davina.

Kol holds a lot of bitterness for having not been avenged for his death brought on by the Gilberts or even properly grieved for more than a few days (I know it’s a tv show but like damn they could have shown any of his siblings grieving longer than they did).  When Finn hexed his borrowed body, Kol had been working on a dagger to show Klaus his own antics, but he still sides with them to protect baby Hope, he can be a cruel man but even when he knew he was going to die he helped for her. We’re shown a tiny glimpse of the bond he shares with Hope, I believe it is that of a strong one. He cared for her wellbeing and wants her to do well. He is the protective uncle if the occasion calls for it.

The straw that broke the metaphorical camel’s back was when after he’d killed Davina and had the chance to bring her back, Elijah and Freya stole that opportunity of happiness, even knowing what it would do to Davina. We get to see his rage directed to Freya and it honestly isn’t far off. It’s justified. In the long term we all know why they did what they did, but Kol did not care. He meant what he said: “you can all rot in hell for all i care.”

Being stuck with his siblings for all those years in the sleeping spell was his worst nightmare, he is angry but has no means of getting distance. It’s probably a solid 3 years before he even considers forgiving them. It’s not a kindness he wants to extend but given the circumstances, he felt that he must. Davina wouldn’t have wanted him to be at odds with them forever. In the end, he does make up with the lot of them, but he will never truly buy into “Always and Forever”. 

KOL DOES WHAT IS CONVENIENT FOR HIM, HIS WIFE OR TO BENEFIT HIS NIECE. He plays nice, attends family gatherings, and even accepts the hollow into his body, partly to protect Hope. (Having to stay separate from his siblings was a bonus). Even when they were preparing for the Hollow to be put into all four of them and Rebekah stated that they had a good run Kol says nothing and looks away.

KOL BOTH LOVES AND HATES HIS FAMILY; he will do what is required but hardly anything extra unless it surrounds Hope or himself. He has a sore spot for his sister, Rebekah, unable to say no to her much of the time but for the rest of his siblings, it’s harder for him to truly appreciate them.

[fatesurvived-arc]

Kol Mikaelson: Always & Forever + Family ties

I WANT TO BE CLEAR BEFORE ANYBODY READS FURTHER: this is NOT hate towards any of the Mikaelson family members, this is Kol’s anger and resentment towards them which personally, I believe is skipped over a lot in canon. My interpretation of Kol consists of him not being all “family is everything” and he doesn’t often end up on good terms with the lot of them.

For a thousand years, Kol had tried to play nice and be brought into the coveted Always and Forever that had been forged by Elijah, Niklaus, and Rebekah. For the better part of a thousand years, Kol was left outside of that bond, always feeling like an outsider. We see a lot of resentment towards his siblings but the most towards Klaus for the constant daggering whenever he felt Kol got underfoot. After a certain point of looking for approval that was never going to be found, he stopped caring about his siblings in such a caring manner. Sure, they were blood, but it made no difference to Kol. The bond of family weakened each time they all conspired to dagger him, cutting his years short which in turn only fueled his rage when he awoke next. By the time we see Kol in The Originals, we can see how much he truly loathes his family. Yes, at times they have actual nice moments, but we also get a glimpse of how much his family takes from him. Yes, they have all taken things from one another Klaus being the worst for that, to be honest. At a certain point, Kol is tired of being the PARIAH, it’s that motivation to break free of his family that is only heightened when he meets Davina.

Kol holds a lot of bitterness for having not been avenged for his death brought on by the Gilberts or even properly grieved for more than a few days (I know it’s a tv show but like damn they could have shown any of his siblings grieving longer than they did).  When Finn hexed his borrowed body, Kol had been working on a dagger to show Klaus his own antics, but he still sides with them to protect baby Hope, he can be a cruel man but even when he knew he was going to die he helped for her. We’re shown a tiny glimpse of the bond he shares with Hope, I believe it is that of a strong one. He cared for her wellbeing and wants her to do well. He is the protective uncle if the occasion calls for it.

The straw that broke the metaphorical camel’s back was when after he’d killed Davina and had the chance to bring her back, Elijah and Freya stole that opportunity of happiness, even knowing what it would do to Davina. We get to see his rage directed to Freya and it honestly isn’t far off. It’s justified. In the long term we all know why they did what they did, but Kol did not care. He meant what he said: “you can all rot in hell for all i care.”

Being stuck with his siblings for all those years in the sleeping spell was his worst nightmare, he is angry but has no means of getting distance. It’s probably a solid 3 years before he even considers forgiving them. It’s not a kindness he wants to extend but given the circumstances, he felt that he must. Davina wouldn’t have wanted him to be at odds with them forever. In the end, he does make up with the lot of them, but he will never truly buy into “Always and Forever”. 

KOL DOES WHAT IS CONVENIENT FOR HIM, HIS WIFE OR TO BENEFIT HIS NIECE. He plays nice, attends family gatherings, and even accepts the hollow into his body, partly to protect Hope. (Having to stay separate from his siblings was a bonus). Even when they were preparing for the Hollow to be put into all four of them and Rebekah stated that they had a good run Kol says nothing and looks away.

KOL BOTH LOVES AND HATES HIS FAMILY; he will do what is required but hardly anything extra unless it surrounds Hope or himself. He has a sore spot for his sister, Rebekah, unable to say no to her much of the time but for the rest of his siblings, it’s harder for him to truly appreciate them.

[bluboothalassophile]

Meet the Family

Hope was a grown ass woman, she was an adult, she should not be this freaking anxious to introduce her girlfriend to her parents. She shouldn’t be. But then again, she knew how her father felt about Josie’s surrogate mother and her biological father. Yeah… that was a can of worms Hope did not feel like touching. Granted, Hope did understand complicated relationships because there was her mother’s relationship with her uncle, and that was sort of the worst kept family secret ever. Even her dad was well aware of their relationship.

Hope honestly thought the only people in her world with a simple relationship was her Uncle Kol and her Aunt Davina, there was just a simplicity about them which made everyone else seem fucking dramatic. Which was stupid, because Hope knew her aunt and uncle had died and resurrected each other at various points of their relationship. So, they were definitely complicated, but a simple complicated.

Hope’s dad was head over heels in love with Caroline Forbes, had been for all of Hope’s life and probably would be long after, and yeah, he had loved Cami, but not how he loved Caroline. And in the same breath her dad loved Caroline, he hated, loathed, detested Alaric Saltzman with a fiery passion which rivalled the love he gave Caroline. And to make matters worse, Hope was desperately, pitifully, painfully in love with Josette Saltzman, which just made everything a thousand times more complicated. It shouldn’t be this complicated, but it was. Which sucked because Hope didn’t need more complications in her life!

And best of all, the crème de la crop of all this mess, was that no one other than Lizzie fucking Saltzman knew about Hope and Josie’s relationship! As if Hope’s life couldn’t get more complicated.

Still, the drive from Mystic Falls, Virginia to New Orleans, Louisiana gave Hope time to rehearse what she wanted to say and how she wanted to introduce Josie, not that it was really going to do her any good. She knew her parents wouldn’t give a shit about the bi thing, after all, her aunt Freya was bi; so it wasn’t a big deal to them. And she knew they wouldn’t care about Josie being pansexual at all, though her mom might take that as a signal to feed the Siphoner witch. And they wouldn’t even care about the Siphoner thing, at all, because believe her, that was just not an issue.

But the fact Josie’s last name was Saltzman… that was an issue.

“It’s okay,” Josie said grabbing Hope’s hand as they turned onto the old dirt road to the Plantation. Her mother lived on the Plantation with her pack, and her father lived in the Quarter. “If they don’t accept you then you don’t need them.”

“You… you think?” Hope sputtered.

“Well, yes, you have been apprehensive about introducing me, I didn’t think you wanted to come out of the closet,” Josie started.

“No!” Hope strangled out. “My… my family couldn’t care less if I’m straight, bi or a lesbian, they don’t care about that, Josie! They might care though that you’re a Saltzman and Caroline’s surrogate daughter!”

“Huh?” Josie blinked a few times.

“Yeah! Your dad and mine hate each other! Then the love of my dad’s life, your surrogate mom, had Saltzman’s twin babies! That’s what I’m stressing!” Hope strangled out with a nervous laugh.

“Oh…” Josie stammered.

“Yeah,” she smiled; but she knew it was a grimace more than anything. “I… they don’t care about the sexuality thing, they’re what you call Vikings now, they don’t care about it, but they care that you’re the daughter of one of my dad’s biggest enemies, and the love of his life, and yeah… that’s complicated.”

“I didn’t know!”

“Why do you think your dad hates me so much!”

“Dad doesn’t hate you!”

“Alaric has, since we started dating, made it abundantly clear I am not worthy of you and I should leave you alone,” Hope huffed irritably. “Come on, we’re here,” she sighed as she put the car in park.

Her mom was on the porch with her Uncle Elijah, her mom immediately brightened, a big smile on her lips as she bounded to Hope. Hope hugged her mom tightly, because she would never love anyone more than she loved her mama.

“Oh, I’m so glad you came home for break! Your father is going to be excited too, Klaus and I have arranged for you to stay here and at the compound,” her mom started.

“Uh… mom,” Hope started nervously.

“Who’s your friend?” her mom looked at Josie who had edged her way towards Hope.

“Mom, this is my girlfriend, Josie,” Hope said grabbing Josie’s hand and pulling her to stand beside Hope.

“Pleasure to meet you,” her mom held her hand out to Josie without missing a beat. “Hope’s never brought a date home before.”

“MOM!” she whined.

“No, your mother is right, it is a pleasant surprise though to see you enjoying the follies of youth,” her uncle said as he walked over. “Pleasure to meet you, Josie…” he prompted.

“Saltzman,” Josie supplied.

“Pleasure to meet you, Miss Saltzman,” Elijah said as he shook Josie’s hand, kissed Hope’s brow, said his farewells and vanished.

“What was that about?”

“Uncle Elijah’s probably keeping you alive from my dad,” Hope muttered.

“Surely you don’t think your own father so ill tempered, princess,” Hope froze and tensed as she turned to face her father who was strolling up the drive. “Klaus Mikaelson,” he held his hand out for Josie. Now Hope saw Josie tense.

“Josie…”

“Saltzman,” Klaus supplied. “I heard, and I must say, it is a pleasure, you are far better mannered than your father.”

“I…”

“I believe I came for tea,” Klaus stated as he looped an arm around Hope and smiled at Josie who walked in with them. “So, Josie Saltzman, tell me what makes you think you are worthy of my princess?” he asked.

“DAD!”

“It is a father’s duty to embarrass their daughter,” Klaus chimed.

“And a mother’s,” Hayley chirped.

Hope buried her face in her hands as her face heated up with mortification.

[1jemmagirl22]

Well I’ve just finished Legacies 4x12 and my thoughts are somehow completely equal in I love it, I don’t know how to feel, and hatred.

On the awesome side, the sire bond is not as bad as i thought. Hope and Lizzie being like this bad ass sister duo. And Lizzie wanting Hope to keep the connection because her one with Josie is lost is literally a magical sisterly bond, and I love it. My Klaroline children are sisters and It’s brilliant. 

The line. “Hope, sweetie sire... may I remind you that my mother is a vampire.” has just made my day, it’s amazing and precious and I worship it. 

That’s really all the joy this episode brought me, everything all was fear and loathing.

I have this tiny prickle of MG and Ethan being the brotherly figures because at least at least 5 of the six brotherly figures from this universe past are permanently dead, at least for the moment. So I don't like that.

Then there’s the hatred. Oh the hatred, Aurora Fuking De Martel is officially the most hated character I have from this show. I’m not joking, I’m not exaggerating , she is a fucking bitch who deserves to die at the hands of the entire Mikaelson family. She hurt Cleo, which pisses me off, she’s trying to wake the gods and kill Hope, which pisses me off more. 

But most of all, the fact that she still exists in this universe when she was dealt with by the Mikaelsons hurts me. If Klaus and Elijah knew what was happening right now, even if Hayley knew what was happening. Hell, if Caroline knew what was happening. If the living Mikaelsons, Kol, Freya, Marcel, even Davina. if any of them knew that the queen bitch of the TVDU was running around trying to wake the fucking gods so she can kill Hope! At this point, the anger I have towards this storyline has reached the heights of my anger for the Originals series finale. I hate this plot almost as much as I hate how Klaus fucking Mikaelson just committed double suicide with his brother for no reason whatsoever when only one of them needed to die (And it being Elijah made total sense). 

Congratulations Legacies, You’ve given me something I adore greatly, My Klaroline daughters being proper sisters. And you’ve also given me the most fucking stupid villain for anything i have ever seen. And I am including Riverdale in this statement. Riverdale!!

As my last comment. I can’t even enjoy the fact that Cleo trying to stop Aurora is a Freya reference. Or the fact that my constant reminders of Hope’s prophecy in regards to “That child will bring death to us all” are finally coming true. 

Because are new conflict, are big fear. Is that waking the sleeping gods will end the world.

When I said I wanted Hope Mikaelson to destroy the world. I didn’t mean in this context. 

[dereliquitpactum]

Kol Mikaelson. Always and Forever & family ties.

I want to be clear before anybody reads further: this is NOT hate towards any of the Mikaelson family members, this is Kol’s anger and resentment towards them which personally, I believe is skipped over a lot in canon. My interpretation of Kol consists of him not being all “family is everything” and he doesn’t often end up in good terms with the lot of them.

For a thousand years Kol had tried to play nice and be brought into the coveted Always and Forever that had been forged by Elijah, Niklaus and Rebekah. For the better part of a thousand years, Kol was left outside of that bond, always feeling like the outsider. We see a lot of resentment towards his siblings but the most towards Klaus for the constant daggering’s whenever he felt Kol got under foot. After a certain point of looking for approval that was never going to be found, he stopped caring about his siblings in such a caring manner. Sure, they were blood, but it made no difference to Kol. The bond of family weakened each time they all conspired to dagger him, cutting his years short which in turn only fueled his rage when he awoke next. By time we see Kol in The Originals, we can see how much he truly loathes his family. Yes, at times they have actual nice moments, but we also get a glimpse of how much his family takes from him. Yes, they have all taken things from one another Klaus being the worst for that, to be honest. At a certain point Kol is tired of being the pariah, it’s that motivation to break free of his family that is only heightened when he meets Davina.

Kol holds a lot of bitterness for having not been avenged for his death brought on by the Gilberts or even properly grieved for more than a few days (I know it’s a tv show but like damn they could have shown any of his siblings grieving longer than they did).  When Finn hexed his borrowed body, Kol had been working on a dagger to show Klaus his own antics, but he still sides with them to protect baby Hope, he can be a cruel man but even when he knew he was going to die he helped for her. We’re shown a tiny glimpse of the bond he shares with Hope, I believe it is that of a strong one. He cared for her wellbeing and wants her to do well. He is the protective uncle if the occasion calls for it.

The straw that broke the metaphorical camel’s back was when after he’d killed Davina and had the chance to bring her back, Elijah and Freya stole that opportunity of happiness, even knowing what it would do to Davina. We get to see his rage directed to Freya and it honestly isn’t far off. It’s justified. In the long term we all know why they did what they did, but Kol did not care. He meant what he said: “you can all rot in hell for all I care.”

Being stuck with his siblings for all those years in the sleeping spell was his worst nightmare, he is angry but has no means of getting distance. It’s probably a solid 3 years before he even considers forgiving them. It’s not a kindness he wants to extend but given the circumstances, he felt that he must. Davina wouldn’t have wanted him to be at odds with them forever. In the end, he does make up with the lot of them, but he will never truly buy into “Always and Forever”. Kol does what is convenient for him, his wife or to benefit his niece. He plays nice, attending family gatherings and even accepts the hollow into his body, partly to protect Hope. (Having to stay separate from his siblings was a bonus). Even when they were preparing for the Hollow to be put into all four of them and Rebekah stated that they had a good run Kol says nothing and looks away.

Kol both loves and hates his family; he will do what is required but hardly anything extra unless it surrounds Hope or himself. He has a sore spot for his sister, Rebekah, unable to say no to her much of the time but the rest of his siblings it’s harder for him to truly appreciate them.

[laufire]

For the order of preference, the Mikaelson siblings :)

1. Klausie!! He's the best. I luff him. He's my mass murdering bestie (Castiel and Cersei Lannister notwithstanding). Etc. etc.

2. Kol. I like him on his own far less than Klaus, but he had good moments. I like that he doesn't get sucked in the ~always and forever~~ mantra, and I like him and Davina. I especially liked him when he was played by Sharman. That man has a beautiful angular face.

3. Finn. Especially played by Gatewood, but I did like him? I mean, if you're gonna be a brooding vampire, at least put your money where your mouth is and be willing to die lol. And I liked him with Sage, his sire.

4. Freya. I loathed her after what she did to Davina (and worse, how she kept rationalizing it and dodging blame), but at least she was interesting.

5. Rebekah. I found her endearing in TVD, but couldn't stand her in TO. Did the actress get worse, or did I just not notice before? IDEK.

6. Henrik. He's dead and we know nothing about him. I still like him more than Elijah lmao. Honestly, now that I write this, I'm surprised the show never did something with him. It's not like it needed more resurrections and lost siblings lmao, but given how his death caused it all, how Klaus tied to it, etc.... it might've been interesting if done well.

7. Elijah. Couldn't stand him. I'm so happy he's dead :DDD

[tvdversefanfiction]

Forget me Not

Chapter 2 - Remember My Name

Warnings: I do not own nor do I claim to own any of the material, characters, or storylines from within the TVDverse. I am not making any profit from this, this is purely a passion project, from one to other fans who are willing to read.

15+: May contain moderate to strong language, sexual innuendos, and sexually charged scenes. Moderate to strong descriptions of violence, gore, torture, and practices of witchcraft.

F/F, F/M, M/M, GEN, + OTHER

Chapter 1 Already Gone

So, the plan, if you were wondering, to beat the hollow and reunite the Mikaelson siblings turned out to be painfully simple so painfully simple it should have been our first option but in fairness, one should never cast a spell until they have learned everything about the spell their casting, a lesson I learned many years ago.

Elijah, Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah, reunited with their eldest sibling Freya within the family compound in New Orleans, Elijah's memories now restored making all four of them ready to get rid of the hollow for good and after giving the siblings a few minutes to catch up with each other and share their stories from the past nine years in which they were all apart, the plan was ready to be put into motion.

At first, I was stricken by shock and disbelief as like their brother Elijah, neither Klaus, nor Kol, or Rebekah, seemed to remember anything about me looking at me like a stranger and not somebody who had shared his life with them, it was as if all memory of me had been taken from them or perhaps they had just lived such a long and intriguing life since we had last met that I had been entirely forgotten.

I was all but numb by their forgetfulness even though it did make me more curious that not a single memory of my existence was remembered by any of them, no one's lack of memory hurt me more than Elijah's, I could understand Rebekah and Kol not remembering me, God even Klaus, but not Elijah, not after everything he had done for me.

But I was not there to be reunited with old friends nor was I there to look back on the past, no, I was there to get rid of the hollow and then and only then could I investigate their confusing case of amnesia that seemed to only be related to me.

I had each Mikaelson bring a newbie vampire of their own making, four strangers I did not give much thought, nor did I give a damn about their fates, and I ushered the four Mikaelson's to stand in front of their creations, one by one until there was a line of Elijah, Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah, and a line consisting of the four new-born vampires, and then Freya and myself began the spell to extract the hollow from her siblings, putting into the newbie immortal beings, and then proceeded to kill the four vampires, sacrificing them to eliminate the hollow and reunite the original family.

Yes, those four strangers who I and Freya killed could have been complete innocents or they could have been worse monsters than those I was helping but I did not care, I had lived too long a life to be affected by a stranger's death or to cry about spilled blood. I am far from innocent, and I care for only a few so when that few need me, I would wipe out an entire city to help them out.

After all, humans are born to die whereas creatures like myself were born to live forever.

After the deed was done and the hollow was gone, I took myself to the nearest bar I could find so I could drown my sorrows over being forgotten by the only people in the world I thought truly knew me, the closest bar being Rousseau's.

"What can I get you?" Asked the largely too chipper bartender.

"Vodka," I answered him as I sat down at the bar. "Just leave the bottle."

"I guess it's been one of those days!" He responded as he handed me a bottle of their finest vodka. "It's been one of those days for a lot in this city my friends included but hey we almost got a decade of peace, so I guess chaos was long overdue."

"I did not come here to get to know the bartender." I snapped, making it clear he was not about to make a new friend in me.

"No, you came to help aid the Mikaelson family reunion which will more than likely kickstart another war sooner rather than later." He revealed as I realized this man clearly had an ear to the ground when it came to things that went on in his city. "What I want to know is which Mikaelson made a friend out of you my money is not on Klaus maybe Rebekah definitely not Kol."

"Who remembers?" I mumbled with a sense of bitterness as I took a drink from the bottle of vodka. "You must be one of Marcellus' minions' rumor has it he's not too happy about his beloved Rebekah running back to the family that wronged him so many times."

"You know the Mikaelsons and Marcel? I'm nobody's minion unless they get all murderous then I'm anybody's just to stay alive but I'm sure not playing in their games even if my best friend is now married to Kol." He went on to tell me. "My name is Josh and I know you're like the original heretic or whatever but what is your actual name?"

"So, your best friend must be the harvest girl turned super witch Davina Claire, I have heard of her, just like I have heard of Marcel, but I have never met either. As for the Mikaelsons, it seems they have completely forgotten me." I decided to answer him, not knowing why I was divulging any information for some undead bartender. "My name is Salem Helsing, everybody always knows about the legend of me, but they never get my name right."

"Do not tell me you are related to Van Helsing, the prince of darkness' ultimate nemesis? The guy Wolverine from X-Men played in that movie that was criminally underrated?" He questioned me with a sense of excitement, a sense that I knew all too well whenever anybody heard my last name for the first time.

"Dracula's nothing but a myth, a legend, a story, but Van Helsing, he was my father, is my father," I replied, admitting for the first time in a long time who my father was, as I took a bigger drink from my bottle of vodka.

"The Mikaelsons knew the son of Van Helsing himself and yet they do not remember you? Something tells me your memory was either replaced with something almost as awesome as the heretic son of one of the most famous hunters or some witch probably spelled the memories away." Josh said, his words making more sense than any other words I had heard in days. "Wait, so you are telling me Dracula is not real?"

"The only thing I know that my father hunts is me," I admitted to him. "In my entire existence, I have never once been forgotten, feared, loathed, and despised sure, but never forgotten…"

"And that annoys you more than anything doesn't it? Which one of the Mikaelson's were you in love with? Clearly, you're nursing a broken heart here and you would not be the first in this bar to find themselves in need of a drink after a rendezvous with that family." Josh responded all too correctly for my liking.

"You are smarter than you look, Josh," I replied while attempting to change the subject as I stood up from my chair. "Too friendly for my liking and that quality is definitely going to get you killed but I cannot deny my hope you last at least a century or two."

"So, which one?" He asked again, eager for my answer, one I was not willing to give and so instead I just walked out ready to leave this city for good and never look back but fate itself had other plans for me.

I never got far from that bar before Klaus Mikaelson vamp sped his way in front of me within the streets of New Orleans and I recall briefly hoping that at that moment he had remembered me, that they had all remembered me but of course, it was not his memory that made him seek me out but instead of his curiosity or better put paranoia.

"So, what the hell is this newfound freedom going to cost me?" Klaus asked me abruptly. "And do not say it's free because I have heard of your help, and it always comes at great cost.

"You seriously do not remember me?" I replied in complete disbelief, stunned to think he somehow knew of me yet did not remember me. "Am I the biggest fool to think that maybe just maybe our history together would be remembered even if a few centuries passed? God, I dreaded so much about seeing you again, I thought you would hate me, or I'd hate you, or that the past would just remain in the past, but I never thought for a single moment that you would not even remember me!"

"I think all those years not quite being a witch or a vampire has truly warped your mind because neither myself nor my siblings have any recollection of you, and I'd think I would remember someone like you if we had met," Klaus responded making it clear to me once and for all I had been completely forgotten. "However, crazy, or not you helped reunite me with my family and for that, I am in your debt, so name your price, I could pay for your therapy perhaps?"

"I was simply returning a favor for someone I once thought I knew and either way that favor has been returned so we are done here," I told him as I attempted to hide the hurt within my eyes, the pain on my face, and the fact that his words had just broken my non-beating heart.

"Why does this not feel like it's over?" Klaus asked me, as untrusting as he always was as if I could even answer his question when I was beginning to question everything myself.

Before I could conjure up any words for a response to the original hybrid himself, Elijah sped his way onto the street's vampire style and was now standing side by side with his brother.

"Salem Helsing!" Elijah said, surprising me with his greeting, only to surprise me further when he rushed over to hug me tightly. "I remember you now and I cannot thank you enough for what you have done for me and my family."

As if this visit to New Orleans had not surprised me enough just when I was beginning to accept the fact I was nothing to a family I once loved like my own, just when I was giving up all hope, Elijah had miraculously remembered me, and as he continued to hold me tightly in his arms, I realized I was a fool to ever think I meant nothing, at least to Elijah anyway and his arms I began to break down. I cried with such great relief that Elijah had found me again that I had found him, that we had found each other and after all these years he was back in my life, and now he had returned to me, there was no way in hell I was ever going to lose him again!

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Hey! I want to ask how you felt about TO S2? I think its one of the best seasons in TO because I love Aunt Dahlia as a villain. She was so cool and Klaus last minute betrayal was a plain genius for me. I was nervous even though Klaus pretends to kill Camille but he dismissed her so fast so that Aunt Dahlia doesn’t ask anything about her and Klaus nearly got exposed there panicky felt so funny for me.

TO s2 is actually my least favorite season lmao. It definitely has high points like you said with Dahlia (one of my fav TO antagonists), the reveal was great, Klaus’ surprise team up, Elijah’s red door, Vincent and Freya’s introduction, etc. Good emotional beats, but I only enjoy the beginning and the very end. I thought the pacing was off, it was very boring towards the middle the more we focused on the bayou bums. Also things like taking time to introduce Ansel to kill him off quickly (why?), Mikael hanging around for episodes until he teams up with Klaus only for them to kill him off again (why??), waiting FOREVER for Dahlia to finally get there. 

What I really loathe about the season is it’s repetitive of tvd sl that weren’t really fleshed out or ended too soon because it wasn’t the Mikaelsons show. I hated all of the body jumps, if you can’t get the original actors, just don’t bother. Leave the characters alone, focus on something else. It just got tiring hearing different versions of the same dialogue. Mikael dies again, Kol dies again, Esther is brought back and dies again, what did that season really accomplish outside of bringing in a resident Mikaelson sister? Oh and reducing Davina’s whole character into being a conduit for Kol’s return? S2 felt like a waste, and I think the writers felt that way too which is why s2 shenanigans are resolved within the first few episodes of s3. It’s like they tried to appeal to those fans who whined because TO didn’t have Finn, Kol, Esther, and Mikael so they tried to go back and rewrite some Mikaelson history, bridge some gaps, draw some sl out that were already done before and I was BORED. 

Because guess what? Like it or not, TO didn’t need Mikael, Esther, Finn, or Kol to be a good show. It’s so funny that the seasons with all the Mikaelsons aren’t the best. I enjoyed TO s1 because the focus wasn’t completely on the Mikaelsons, I liked learning about Davina, Marcel, Cami, and even Hayley at some points. I liked the political power struggle for NO. That was fascinating, not rehashing the same drama from centuries ago. That’s the show the writers built up and it was good! Shelving the original characters they gave great arcs to in s1 did them and the show a disservice. I just find s2 lackluster, with some high points that got bogged down with mediocrity. I don’t think a rewatch will drastically change my opinion. 

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New Orleans’ Auror (TOxHP) Chapter 15

Co-Author: @sweetpea-cc

Chapter 1 | Chapter 14

"Willow?"

"Yes?" She looked up to the swirls of his brown eyes as she felt his grip tighten around her arm slowly. They walked towards the cemetery together as Elijah's worry spiraled with every step he took towards the witches coven. But then he looked at Willow, still holding the sunflowers and looking at it with so much adoration.

"Just stay close alright?"

She nodded her head at Elijah. Willow never really understood his concern about her visiting the place, but she pushed it aside in sheer excitement. He, on the other hand, had no good feelings about taking her to the Cemetery. The witches, apart from his sister Freya, gave him a very negative vibe. But he knew the reason, the witches despise the vampires, especially the Mikaelsons and their loved ones.

Especially after Davina's sacrifice.

On their way, Willow decided to break the nervous silence that was written all over Elijah's face. It was like her curiosity kept jumping to places and people alone.

"May I pop in a question?"

"Go ahead," he said while having a constant awareness of his surroundings.

"What was Klaus' accusation towards me about?"

Elijah didn't stop walking but slowed his steps, not letting go of Willow's hand in his elbow. He hesitated quite a bit, not wanting to involve his newly found interest into the affairs of his family, but deep inside he knew - she was already involved.

"It's rather complicated."

"Elijah. I only do complicated. Nothing is simple in my life," she smirked.

Elijah couldn't recall a statement more relatable than what Willow had just uttered.

"Alright, but you must take into consideration that neither me or Kol or Rebekah-"

She waited for him to complete his statement of trust towards her, where he completed it with stating that even Klaus found it completely hideous of him to not trust you.

"Wow Elijah," she huffed with a little laughter, "that's really appreciative of your family to trust me, but as you were saying?"

Elijah realized for the first time in the centuries, he may have let his tongue loose for a few moments of rambling. "Pardon me," he continued after a long pause, "As you know already, my brother was under the impression that you were a threat to our family."

"Yes, I'm aware,"

"Yes, unfortunately, it just added on to the existing predicament"

"And that is?"

"That my darling is a story for another day" he sighed, "But just to give you a superficial glance, Marcellus and the Mikaelsons are not on the same side of the scales"

"Oh," mouthed Willow, "It was quite obvious actually. Neither of you spoke much in that dreadful party."

Elijah left a small snigger for he himself was not fond of that party, except for the part where Kol introduced Willow to him. They walked along a curvy lane which indicated the turning to the cemetery.

"Then what is this Papa Tunde's blade that Klaus spoke about?"

Elijah stiffened harder, only this time he made his reply quicker for he felt obligated in letting the Willow know, for he believed she had to know what was happening.

"Well, it's a very powerful weapon that can subdue an Original for long periods of time, created by the covens long ago. It causes one to be in constant agony, especially my family,"

Willow winced, for she hated torture and constant painful acts, no matter who she had to encounter. In her Auror life as she remembers, only rarely has she tortured someone. But being tortured...

"The blade was in Niklaus' possession," Elijah continued, "but now it no longer is. Without any proper evidence, my naive brother thinks that it is with Marcellus. With that and your recent acquaintance with Marcel,"

Just when Elijah was thinking of the politest way to convey his brother's accusation-

"Klaus Mikaelson thinks that I'm working with Marcel Gerard."

Elijah subtly nodded his head, too ashamed of his brother's thoughts. She was too pure to be associated with his family.

"How unsurprising. Don't worry" she clenched his elbow firmer, "I have had a fair share of naive and threatening accusations. It's no big deal really."

"Yes but-"

"Galloping Gargoyles."

It was well understood that they have reached the place. The Cemetery oozed of eeriness but had this mysterious beauty to it.  

Standing at the entrance Willow could see the big, structured archaic tombstones. They were as grey as the ghosts that lurked in Hogwarts. The absence of moonlight and the deafening silence made it even scarier, but strangely it attracted her while she stood there in the bitter cold of the night.

Why it attracted her made her feel irksome.

Elijah looked at her gaping in awe for the place which he loathed the most. Loathe would perhaps be an understatement for the Mikaelsons. Here was the place his niece was planned to be sacrificed in lesser than an hour after her birth, here was the place his mother trapped him and blew him the truth of Tatia's murder and here was the place that trapped him inside his dreadful red door. This place gave him nothing but good memories.

But nevertheless, he was here. He was here for her. Just for her short-lived happiness.

"Curious really. Why did Marcel ask me to stay away from this place?" Willow asked in her thickened British accent from the cold bitterness. She tugged on to Elijah's trench coat even tighter.

"This is where the formidable witches of New Orleans come about to do their infamous revolting tricks and what not..."

Willow automatically shrugged at his statement. Was it possible he thought about all other witches the same way?

"...at least the majority is," he completed. He glanced at Willow sideways and noticed her quivering in spite of his thick trench coat over her shoulders. Elijah neared her wrapping an arm around her in attempts in offering her comfort.

Willow relaxed in his arms, his body warmth helping her in more ways than she could have ever imagined. But despite it all, her eyes never left the cemetery, especially the from the one particular tombstone that had candles lit around it.

"We should get going. It sure is getting cold," he muttered.

"C-can't we go inside?" she asked her curiosity peaking without any boundaries.

Elijah's face became stern, a wave of protective emotions washing over him, "I understand your inquisitiveness but it's really not-"

The loud buzzing of Elijah's phone, the only sound recognizable in the eeriness, made him pause his admonitory statement. He took away his arms around Willow's shoulder, unaware of Willow's dazed attraction to the location in front of them.

Excusing himself for a moment, he took out his phone and looked at the caller's name, dreadfully.

Hayley

He rolled his eyes. Honestly, it was followed by a relaxed gulp. After his unwilling breakup with her, neither of them entertained calls with each other, let alone seeing each other occasionally while picking up and dropping Hope to the compound.

Of all the days to call, she had to call him on the day when he finally took a decision to make a small step to move on.

Elijah huffed for he knew he had to take the call, her ego was too large for her to make any efforts in reconciling a friendship at least. Hoping there was no emergency-

"Hayley"

"Forgot where you were meant to be tonight huh?"

"This conversation would be non-existent if you perhaps knew me well"

"But clearly I'm having one now"

Elijah was supposed to pick up Hope from Hayley's home. Not able to do so, he requested one of his siblings to do the needful.

"I've made the necessary arrangements. Kol or Klaus should be there anytime."

"Why aren't you here?"

"I never knew that it was a part of my errands to let you know about my whereabouts. Pray tell me since when?”

Elijah was losing his patience. There was a pause on the other side, probably an eagerness to know more about her ex-boyfriend.

"Now if there is anything else, Hayley, I would love to continue my day with someone who I'm not talking to over the phone"

Elijah didn't mean to be so salty, but he had to because he was getting too impatient to get out of this place safely with Willow. In his impatience, however, he turned around to look at Willow.

Except she wasn't there.

Before Hayley could even exchange her reply to him, he cut the call abruptly, for his heart never beat so fast.

He only walked a few steps away from Willow, his back to where she was standing. All this time while speaking to her, he never faced Willow for which Elijah mentally berated himself.

"Willow?"

He was replied with the sound of owls and crickets making their nocturnal noises.

"Willow! Where are you?"

Elijah called out with all the hope in the world. It was only logical that Willow would have gone inside the Cemetery, so he decided to do so. But it wasn't so easy, was it?

He felt his face slam against an invisible boundary, later remembering that this place was no longer welcomed for the Vampires. He could see the sunflowers that he had handed over to Willow crushed and strewn all over the floor inside the stone pathways of the cemetery.

"Not another boundary" he whispered while biting his teeth in frustration.

Elijah was growing frazzled as time went by, desperately calling out for her name. He didn't want to lose her on the day of their first date. Who loses their date in the first place?

He panted, sweated for he went around the cemetery if not inside it, calling her name loudly like a chant. Willow's name echoed and echoed, only for it not to be reciprocated by her.

In the heat of the moment, desperate to get to her, he foolishly forced himself on the invisible boundary. He pushed himself, feeling the resistance of the boundary's magic on his whole body. There wasn't a chance in hell that he would break the boundary, but he was willing to.

When it became too much, he roared out loud while he tried to enter the place with all his might. He didn't care that his eyes and nose were dripping with drops of blood. He wanted her. He wanted Willow.

"No!"

And then everything fell into Oblivion for this ancient vampire

--

Was she in trance? Maybe. But was something suspicious? Definitely yes.

As an Auror, Willow was equipped with the skills and abilities required to grow in her field, but along with it came a trait she both loved and loathed - intuition. And right now, it wasn't very helpful for she soon realized she was in a place that was not meant for her.

But she couldn't keep her feelings aside. It was too difficult for her. She could sense it.

Sense her world's magic.

Willow didn't tell Elijah, for he would rush her out of the place immediately. She had to know what was inside the Cemetery since the coincidences were all too much for her to handle.

Taking one glance at Elijah, who was busy away with a phone call, she seized the opportunity and entered the cemetery stealthily, clenching on to Elijah's long trench coat towards the light. She whispered the Muffliato charm, in case if there were any sort of vampires or witches sensitive to sounds made. Ironically, she wasn't able to hear any sort of sound. She placed the sunflowers neatly over one of the tombs, as she made her way inside.

As she went deeper and deeper, the ground of dead witches gave her a spook realizing quickly again that she was not supposed to be here. Although she was a witch, she wasn't their kind and they weren’t hers.

She came across a clearing and a particular tomb, that had lights lit dimly like an inside room. Speculating whether or not she stood outside for a few moments, trying to figure out any familiar sounds.

Peeping in slightly, she made out that the room was deserted, with the middle of the narrow room being decorated with an old wooden legged table. Taking one last glance of her surroundings she made her move into yet another unknown area. She silently wished not bumping into anything that she wasn't aware of.

Nearing the room, it was filled with eerie skulls jutting out of the walls while there were some ancient candelabras that were no longer functional for use to illuminate the room. The whole room gave a cave effect, giving Willow a feeling that if not for the Muffliato charm, her footsteps would have echoed in the room.

Foolishly Willow went up to a table to see a white fang like structure. One that reminded her of the Basilisk fang she has seen in books and pictures. It had engraved veins going at the end of it, giving it a look of a very archaic powerful blade. Could this be-

"I knew you'd come here, Scarlett"

Involuntarily before turning around to the statement, her hands automatically went ahead to draw her wand inside her slit. But nevertheless, she was too late.

As she turned around, a familiar spell took over her, ropes encircling her body tightly right till her thighs. Her arms were stuck to the sides tightly wrapped by the rope, so much that she found it difficult to breathe. Her hands didn't pain a lot, thanks to Elijah's trench coat.

Willow failed to find an opportunity to speak for the minute she tried to ask who he was, she felt a gush of harsh wind sending her back forcefully to the stone wall and slid down instantly as a result.

Her back getting most of the damage, she kept head low with eyes closed, trying to get the smallest chance to breathe. Willow could feel her bruises growing on her back, wincing slightly. She panted, her head circling with no idea as to what was going on.

Slowly she put her head back on the stone wall behind her, she looked at the woman in front of her. The only thing between them was the table that held the white blade, surprisingly not affected by any of the violent attacks.

A petite, brown woman with clothes as black as the grim reaper stood before her. Conveniently her face was covered with a black hood, only her red painted lips set on display with an evil smirk that Willow was familiar with. She felt too dizzy to notice if she held a wand or not.

"What...who are you?"

"Foolish woman. Pathetic, really. You're quite the predictable one."

Willow scrunched her eyebrows in confusion in failure to understand the context. She also tried to reach out to her pocket, but in vain for the ropes were tied too tightly.

"Always at the wrong time at the wrong place aren't we Scarlett?"

"That will always be my pleasure," Willow huffed, her sarcasm not ceasing even in a threatening situation. She tried so hard to reach her wand and even tried concentrating on her nonverbal spells. But it didn't seem to do the trick.

The woman came closer, toying with the white blade in her hands. She picked it up and walked up to Willow, looking down at her with arrogance and disgust. "It's not been even a week and looks, a romantic spree with a Mikaelson."

Willow didn't respond for all her focus was on retrieving her wand.

The lady crouched down in front of Willow, her hood still covering her visage. She toyed with Willow's head with the blade. "Don't even try darling. Spells won't work. This is a special rope which doesn't let you do your magic."

"Oh yeah, thanks for the knowledge," coughed Willow, ceasing her effort, "tell me where I can get these so that next time I can use it on you,"

"Ah yes," she traced her finger over Willow's lips, "I was warned about your impulsive yet sarcastic linguistics. He said it could be very vexing at times."

"Uh huh," said Willow, finally able to focus the lady in front of her, "who is that very unfortunate, unlucky chap?"

"Aren't you keen to know? Although I will tell you who if you tell me why you are here?"

"Don't tell me you don't know why I am here when you have the bare knowledge of knowing me!" Willow while listening to her question, was observing the woman's feature and hidden face all this while.

"You see Scarlett, I'm not like other captors," she snarled, "I have zero tolerance for sass so." Without any warning, the lady plunged the knife swiftly into Willow's left thigh.

Pain shot through her thigh like a lightning, wincing only little to not let her weakness show. But as she tried to ignore and neglect the pain, she felt every ounce of her energy ooze out of her body.

Before the woman got up and walked away from Willow, she kissed her forehead. Willow could feel the vindictiveness and felt polluted from her contact. The clicking of the woman’s heels and her breath was the other only sound that echoed through the tomb.

"My oh my," she whispered, "I saw those beautiful sunflowers you kept there waiting. Too bad, I crushed them. You do really have the gall to date a Mikaelson on this moonlit night, especially the noblest of them all. What a smart way to earn their trust. I should have thought this to myself."

Willow wanted to smack her right there and then, if not physically at least with words, but she has so little energy she felt like she was slowly being choked, air disappearing around her quickly.

"Wha-do-you-"

"In a couple of hours, you won't see and sense, won't breathe-"

The woman gave an eerie pause as Willow felt her heart racing unnaturally. She felt her body tense up at both fast and slow paces irregularly, which kept her on the edge at the moment

"And as you take your last breath alone in this dark place like your life Willow, you will remember him," she grinned like a death eater, "he sends his regards Scar."

Willow felt her heart stopped for she knew who she was referring to, for only one person in the whole wide world called her that. But it couldn’t be possible, she wondered, and her heart sank immediately. And as she thought about him, she felt thinking too was draining her energy.

“Oh, the Mikaelsons are going to be in for a treat and Elijah,” she sniggered, “is in for another heartache.”

Saying that last statement, Willow could see with her slowly fading vision that the woman made her way out of the dingy tomb.

The pain became more unbearable, deducing from the woman’s words earlier that she was probably poisoned. Every inch of her skin was covered with sweat, realizing that her end was probably near. She used all her will power to stay awake focusing on the light of the candles, while simultaneously thinking of a way to escape. She could call Lucy, but Willow pushed it away, for she would rather die if anything happened to any one of her family members on her cost.

Just as her eyes were about to shut to unconsciousness, an idea spurted from her still functioning head.

This rope disables me from conjuring spells, but it doesn't stop me from- Getting a brief level of briskness, Willow mustered all her draining strength. She knew what she had to do after all. -- Rebekah and Elijah looked at Freya and Kol working their best in trying to track Willow’s location. It had been merely almost an hour since Elijah woke up from his unconscious state at the cemetery. He knew it was worthless trying to enter into the restricted area and so decided to go to his elder sister. Coming back and telling them those dreadful words made the Mikaelsons heart stop.

"What happened Elijah? Why do you look-"

"I've lost her."

"You what?" asked another voice from the top of them. Standing at one of the railings, Klaus looked down at them with shock on his face too, for he too was infinitesimally growing to like her.

Kol took out his handkerchief and handed it over to Elijah to wipe the blood out of his cheek and ears, as he narrated the events that took place. He decided only to mention the brief details of their date by respecting their privacy and how Willow was keen to visit the cemetery.

Elijah admitted how his attention was short-lived thanks to Hayley and he even mentioned the strange glances received near the flower shop while they made their way to that dreadful place where he would never go.

"That woman has no sense of timing," huffed Kol, "Of all the times to be concerned, she had to call you tonight huh."

"Leave her,” convinced Rebekah “We'll do something about it brother. Nothing is going to happen to her as long as we’re here."

"Any luck?"

"Nothing,” said an exhausted Freya after chanting around five spells that were on her fingertips, “I was able to trace some alien energy from the compound, but now it’s not there."

“It must be her then,” said Elijah, who was getting restless. It had been too long since Willow had disappeared. He didn't dare to check up on Lucy the elf since that would almost bring the roof down. But he didn't have a choice if it were going to be like this for the next few minutes.

Kol pointed out something else from his mother's old grimoire. "What about this Freya?"

"Nope that wouldn't work but- why do you have that Klaus?"

"Someone is down," Klaus whispered to all of them.

Without much thinking, all of them rushed down to the foyer in hopes of seeing someone who they hoped to see. Elijah silently prayed to a non-existential being who he believed so, even if it would get Willow in front of her alive. But strikingly, it wasn't Willow Scarlett.

It was a Doe.

"Oh," shrugged a defeated Kol, "it's a beautiful doe."

Not expecting it to be an animal, Rebekah groaned. "Oh, bloody hell, when did the compound become a zoo now?"

But Rebekah wished she could retract her words for they saw closely at the doe. It was distressed, breathing ruggedly as it limped while it neared the Mikaelsons. Its once beautiful eyes looked droopy and half closed as if nearing its dear end.

"Don't go near it, it could be some sort of trap!"

Elijah on the other hand, not heeding to any of Klaus' words, went up to the Doe. He felt this strange appeal to this limping animal. He lowered himself, caressing the doe while cautiously checking for any other injuries than the limp. Stroking its forehead, the doe came even closer to him, placing its shaky head in the crook of Elijah's head.

Stunned by the creature's affection, he had no other choice but to enclose the deer in a hug. He felt the creature relax under his touch, while all the other Mikaelsons were vigilant by looking at what was going on.

Elijah closed his eyes and took a small breath, where he reminisced a similar incident of an injured animal embracing him when he was just a mere teen in the forest. But his nostalgic path was cut short of the doe, emitting a familiar scent to Elijah.

He opened his eyes and checked the Doe again physically. While his palms stroked the soft yet thin fur of the animal, he felt something catch between the middle of his fingers. And when he saw it, his eyes widened.

"Freya, what is the meaning of this?"

She crouched and looked at Elijah’s finger. “Elijah, it's just a yellow petal.”

“Not just a petal,” said Elijah his faith resurfacing, “it’s a sunflower petal. Before we went to the cemetery I gifted her a bouquet of sunflowers, which I told you were- “

“-Strewn and crushed all over the floor,” said Kol. Everyone looked at the doe and at Elijah with a confused look. Klaus came forward and took a deeper look at the Doe’s injured leg. “It has been stabbed and not shot. This is not right”

“Who stabs a Doe? The last time I heard animals were stabbed were by witches who sacrifice-“

Kol stopped saying the statement as a lightning-like thought struck his mind. But Rebekah took the limelight which shook the Mikaelsons.

“It possibly can’t be- It possibly can't be Willow, can it?”

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[fiercerebekah]

BASICS

Name: Rebekah Mikaelson Age: 22 God Parent: Aphrodite Claiming Gift: a magical brush that straightens or curls hair to perfection and a MAGIC MIRROR that always keeps her company.

POWERS

Amokinesis: Children of Aphrodite have a control over the emotions of love, lust, etc., for Rebekah this is not at the level of absolute control, and more an ability to strongly influence such emotions.

Emotion Reading: Children of Aphrodite are better at reading the facial expressions and emotional states of others

Charmspeak: Charmspeak is a type of hypnotism or persuasion in which it allows the speaker to convince someone else to do or get whatever they want. The strength of the command depends on the tone and the emotion of the charmspeaker’s voice, as well as their skill with it. Eventually, charmspeak wears off and the person has no recollection of why they did what they were commanded to do.  **Charmspeak is less effective on members of the same gender**

Appearance Alteration:  Children of Aphrodite can make minor alterations to their own appearance or that of others by using permanent makeup or curses (such pimples or shrinking someone’s clothes)  

HISTORY

FORTUNE always smiled down upon the Mikaelsons, whether it was their wildly successful chain of luxury resorts with Mikaelson Industries, or their 7 bright and healthy children. It took quite some time for the family to realize that each of their precious babies (save for their youngest, henrik) was BLESSED in a special kind of way.

Rebekah, as a child of Aphrodite, showed signs of being her true mother’s daughter from a very early age – always hot tempered, strong willed, and a slave to all things designer. The hideous outfits Esther would force her to wear as a child still haunt her to this day. She was absolutely thrilled to go away to Camp Halfblood and meet others just like her, though her frequent tantrums and VAIN nature made it difficult to make friends outside of her cabin for the first few years. Now, at Halfblood University, not much has changed. More than anything, Rebekah craves love and attention, and will manipulate her way into getting just that. She’s always dolled up, and will rarely be seen without a pair of heels on.

CONNECTIONS

FREYA MIKAELSON ( @onefinaltruthremains ) -- Half-Sister - Rebekah was raised with Freya, and they share the same father. When she’s in trouble, or when she has good news, Freya is always the first person Rebekah will call. 

AURORA DE MARTEL ( @ladamedemartel ) -- Half-Sister - more tba

EVIE GRIMHILDE ( @inherited-vanity ) -- Special Friend -- more tba

KENZIE LANE ( @originalmaneater ) -- Ex Girlfriend/Friend -- Kenzie was Rebekah’s first friend at camp halfblood, and her first girlfriend. They dated for a summer until Rebekah let jealousy get the best of her and the whole thing went up in flames. She still considers Kenzie to be a close friend.

RAVEN REYES ( @lethalintelligence ) -- BITTER Ex Girlfriend -- Raven was Rebekah’s longest relationship to date. They made it a full year and Rebekah was in love, but then she screwed it all up by cheating with some fool in the Ares house. She denies it still 6 months later, and though she misses Raven dearly she’ll never admit it. Even the most simple interactions seem to prompt pettiness and drama.

DAVINA CLAIRE ( @fallenregent ) -- Friend -- Rebekah is intrigued by Davina. She loathed her for a good while, but now she considers her a friend --- when it suits her. As most relationships with Rebekah are, its complicated.

GIVE ME MORE I WANT A CONNECTION WITH EVERYONE

[cancerian-woman]

The magic of white witches in tvd. Freya slept for a thousand years and woke up super powerful without a struggle to perform a spell or even having some self-loathing due to her history with Dahlia.

As for Davina who faces a lot of similar struggles Bonnie did. But she gets her “fuck you, this my agency moment..”

Meanwhile we had to watch Bonnie physically be in pain when it came to performing harder spells. Not including her dying every season. Every black witch that was in the show eventually had some traumatic death on-screen that was never addressed.

Every time someone likes my older posts/asks I have more to add each time.

[sueboohscorner]

The Originals Ep 511 Recap "'Til the Day I Die" #TheOriginals

We start with Keelin moving the wedding all the way up from "some time" to today! This will set into motion a truly irritating on/off, will they/won't they subplot for the episode. To summarize, Freya has never admitted to Keelin that she's unsure about having kids, and she kind of hoped they could be happily engaged for a while so she wouldn't have to deal with it, and hey, maybe eventually, Keelin would get over wanting that? But whatever, Freya flat-out tells Keelin she will NEVER want kids, and they break up. Then Freya begs for another chance and says she MIGHT consider having kids, and they get back together. Keelin makes an excellent point along the way about how she'd always been averse to passing on her werewolf gene... until she fell in love, that is, and like, what about adoption, you two? Anyway, I have zero patience for this utterly manufactured conflict that pads the runtime of an episode in the final season of one of my favorite shows...have kids, don't have kids, I couldn't care less, but Freya's wedding day confessions and extreme declarations are a bit over the top.

But that's the lame part of the episode. Let's move on to what worked.

Hope's edgy about her first transition, nervous but also excited because, after the incredible, bone-crunching pain, there's the wolfy freedom she's heard about all her life. Right now, it sounds like an escape from being herself, and she's fine with that. The Darkness is eating her up.

Klaus is terrified of what's happening to her, so he seeks out the advice of a powerful witch who's neither mourning his lost love (Vincent) nor prepping for a wedding (Freya)...he goes to Davina! Good to see her again, looking stunning as ever. She and Kol are heading to NOLA for the wedding anyway, so she meets up with Hope for a heart-to-heart...and surreptitiously collects a vial of Hope's tears to use for a spell.

The spell is a complete disaster, unfortunately, and Davina is forced to deliver the bad news to Klaus (who thankfully at this point in his life has overcome the impulse always to kill the messenger). The Darkness is consuming Hope utterly, and she will not survive it.

Klaus can't bring himself to burden Hope with this death sentence on top of everything else, so he carries the pain of the knowledge for her. Joseph Morgan's performance in this episode is truly exceptional. The moments of loving agony as he smiles with her in her happiness, knowing what hangs over her, swallowing his own pain. His eyes shine far too brightly with the lie of it, but only someone in the know would see that. It's a beautiful performance and honestly heartbreaking.

Speaking of heartbreak, we finally get the Hayley and Elijah story we've been waiting for. Just as Klaus and Rebecca visited Elijah during his years as a piano man, Hayley once did as well. 

Introducing herself as Andrea, she spun a story about randomly choosing Manosque on a map in the depth of her pain after a relationship she couldn't get over. She and Elijah instantly sparked, of course, and they spent a few lovely hours together, talking, even dancing. 

This is the secret pain Elijah finally admits to Klaus: When he'd burst into that farmhouse and seen Hayley, she hadn't been a complete stranger to him. He had no memories of who she truly had been to him, of course, but he recognized her from that one evening in France, and under the circumstances, he assumed that meant she was an agent of the Mikaelsons, sent to spy on him. It's just another layer in the complex prison of self-loathing he's building for himself.

But he finds a letter Hayley had written and never sent, and in it, she says a proper goodbye, tells him their evening together gave her what she needed to let go. Somehow, that helps him to forgive himself.

The wedding is upon us, and the guest list is quite small...Vincent's in too much pain after Ivy's death to be best man when Freya asks him, and Elijah initially declines to walk Freya down the aisle, because of his own pain. But in the end, Elijah at least gets over himself and shows up, and he and Klaus share the honor of giving Freya away. 

Rebekah and Marcel have a nice moment together, and Davina convinces Marcel not to murder his way out of his latest conundrum: Declan is now completely clued in, and he wants to revive the human faction's authority in New Orleans. He's on vervain, so Marcel can't compel him. Instead, swayed by Davina, Marcel offers to work with him and educate him, help him become the leader the human faction needs. It's a nice moment, and like Hope's releasing Roman last week, it demonstrates real growth on the part of the character.

Hope has had a wonderful time at the wedding, aided by several glasses of champagne. Klaus puts her to bed, that too-bright smile burning tears in his eyes, and then he and Elijah finally embrace again, reunited as a family once and for all.

9/10

[hithelleth]

The Originals 4 x 13 “The Feast of All Sinners”

I cried a bucket of tears.

But first thing first.

So, Vincent’s final idea of containing the Hollow was to draw, quarter, and separate it for all eternity, much like they did it the first time with the bones, only now he would shove it into 4 original siblings who then would never be able to come near each other again, or, for that matter, Hope – because of the blood pull between Hope and the Hollow.

Of course, Vincent omitted the last part and only revealed it to Hayley, but fortunately Hayley has learned from her past mistakes and told Klaus, knowing he would do the right thing and sacrifice even not being able to be with Hope to save her.

They had a little problem getting ahold of Kol, so Freya had a back-up plan to turn herself into a vampire, but she didn’t have to, because Kol showed up.

In the meantime, the Hollow revived Dominic who proceeded with propaganda, yada, yada. Upon Josh’s suggestion to join forces with the Mikaelsons, Marcel went to the Hollow under the pretence of truce and knocked her out with some magic dust (curtesy of Freya or Vincent, I guess).

Really, Josh and Rebekah were the ones making the most sense – Rebekah had a great point of pointing out that despite everything, the originals don’t do that well separated; they are better together.

But anyway, according to the plan, Vincent did his thing and everyone went their own way.

Did I say that I cried? Yeah.

Like, when Klaus came to say goodbye to Marcel.

Although, the worst was him saying goodbye to Elijah and asking him not to come to his rescue (when he goes off the rails without the family and love that are keeping him in line/together – his words, just paraphrased) despite his instincts.

Elijah has been breaking my heart the entire season and proceeded to do so this episode, first by renouncing the ‘always and forever’, although that was just an attempt to make the separation not hurt so much as it soon showed (it was very much in line with all his self-loathing and fatalism throughout the season, though).

Because, the truth is, he would do anything for his siblings (even if that might not be the best thing), so he then asked Marcel to ‘set him free’ and compel his devotion away, which Marcel did with Vincent’s help (who needed to open Elijah’s mind).

Oh, yeah, I cried there, too.

So, now. I think Freya stayed in NOLA with Keelin and she’s searching for an alternate way to end/contain the Hollow and reunite the family.

Kol went back to Davina and we saw him giving the stolen witch diamond to commission some jewellery for Davina, along with an engagement ring. Good for him.

Marcel came after Rebekah, rather than going with Sofya when she left NOLA.

Hayley took Hope to Mystic Falls, where she can have friends and all.

Elijah was seen playing a piano in some dive in Marseille (I think). Where Klaus came by (already breaking the rules!), leaving him a huge tip (not that he needs the money).

I’m a little confused about Elijah. Marcel compelled him to forget his wow and all the pain and love that came with it, but did Elijah also forgot his family or only his feelings about them – in any case, even if he ‘forgot’ them, there was a recognition there when he saw Klaus, even if subconscious or ‘not caring’.

Because Rebekah was right, even if they are sort of happy with their significant others (or unfeeling, like Elijah), there would always be something missing without the others.

Also, regarding Elijah, I was speculating about his turning off his humanity, and this actually comes very close to it, because I think what made and kept him human was exactly his love for his family, so what is he going to be without that?

(Maybe I’ll now have some time soon to put all my thoughts on Elijah on one post one day.)

But, the one my heart is truly breaking for is Klaus, because he pulled the short straw: he is at the worst place of them all, perhaps at the worst place in his life.

Because while everyone else has someone (and Elijah has his family feelings on ‘off’), Klaus is all alone (no wonder he’s breaking the rules), more alone than ever – because even when he was quarrelling with one sibling or the other or more, there was always one of them beside him nonetheless. And he feels everything, all the love for everyone he can never see again. The question is, is his love for Hope and wanting to be a good man enough now that he can’t hope to ever see her or anyone he loves again to keep him going and not simply give up and turn into a monster.

I hope it will, I hope that maybe he has enough hope and determination that maybe he himself is searching for a way to deal with the Hollow and reunite the family like Freya is doing (I mean, he hasn’t got (m)any friends, but he is a thousand years old, he knows stuff, legends, people, maybe he can come up with something.)

And then, of course, Hope will grow in power as she grows. And I think it will be she who ends the Hollow, but she could probably use some help. (Apparently, they deleted a scene with her promising that they will be reunited, so… it’s logical that she would want that and be able to do that eventually.)

I wonder if we’ll get another time-jump to when Hope is older (I fleetingly glimpsed something like that somewhere), because that would make sense.

Anyway, I’m a mess and shouldn’t be trying to make sense of things just yet right now.

It was a good episode, despite all the heartbreak, worthy not only of season finale, but it would be also a good show finale.

(So, if you-know-who screws it up next year, I can always imagine this as the finale with some added headcanoning so everyone can live happily ever after without being separated. I mean, it’s true co-dependency and living in each other’s pockets all the time isn’t healthy, but neither is them being separated for all the eternity: I’d like to see them living their own lives, but staying in touch and getting together now and then a few times a year at least, that would be a good life for them, I think.)

Okay, I’m gonna stop. I have too many feels for this.

[lookformebymoonlight]

Klaus and/or elijah for the meme thing?

klaus

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff (is this even a question tbh? i mean i guess gryffindor arguments could be made but klaus is so machiavellian it’s ridiculous)best quality: he is incredibly intelligent and clever. he also loves deeply, although he is just now learning to express that in ways that are not horrifically abusive.worst quality: he is a giant child complete with temper tantrums, except his temper tantrums usually end with multiple people dead. he is so concerned with self-preservation and scheming that he has difficulty seeing when others AREN’T trying to play him. he strikes first rather than ask questions. he is basically incapable of expressing love in a healthy manner (this is changing somewhat recently). self-sabotaging and self-loathing. bad temper (understatement)ship them with: rebekah, elijah, cami, hayley, elena (only as a darkship bc that needs to be said so de fans dont jump in my inbox)brotp them with: stefan, freya, kol, marcelneeds to stay away from: caroline forbes and the mystic falls gang in generalmisc. thoughts: the whole concept of the originals was so ridiculous i hated it at first, but honestly having klaus become a father and have to face the reality that his actions over 1000 years have led his daughter to be in danger - and therefore having to accept that his pattern of behavior and relationships is fucked up, that it is not just that the world is against him but that he encourages and invites hatred and rejection by his own actions - has been so great. honestly the character development for klaus has been slow and full of ups and downs, but it has been compelling. 

elijah  

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuffbest quality: besides how delicious he looks in a suit, i love his “gentleman villain” moral code. he won’t break his word, but he is very particular about the promises he makes and the words he uses. worst quality: he is incredibly repressed (this is an understatement, look at the red door shit?). his loyalty to klaus has continuously been his undoing and, as you pointed out in your answer, he expects others to forgive klaus when he does, even when he really SHOULDNT. ship them with: rebekah, elena, katherine, tatia (elijah x doppelgangers tbh), hayley, davina (shut up im trash), giabrotp them with: marcel, freya, cami, bonnieneeds to stay away from: any piece of clothing other than a suitmisc. thoughts: i have a huge fetish for elijah ripping people’s hearts out in a tailored suit, it gets my motor running. elijah is also a nerd and i love it but tbh i see kol as the mikaelson with the most ravenclaw traits (fascinated by magic? studying dark objects?)