For The Tiniest Moment, Gabriela Could See The Person She'd Love Before, But It Instantly Went Away With

a hybrid's hearing was both a gift and curse, especially when you're a mother who kids inherit your own loud remarks. this time she wasn't hearing something that would scar her or cause an eye roll, this sound caused panic and fear to rise in her chest, instantly using superhuman speed to the source. what she saw broke her heart, elijah stood there but there was something else, something inside him that made his actions and heart different. the change was too easy to recognize, if there was someone she knew all too well it was her husband. the two had grown in their marriage to become people who cared so deeply for each others happiness and peace, even when the world refused to give it to them. so to see this scene unfold, it caused the hybrids heart to break, yet she had no time to process any of it, because there was an innocent in danger.

taking a deep breath, she walked over towards her husband, because he was still there, fighting so desperately to stay in control. "elijah, i need you to let them go." hayley's voice stayed calm, trying to only speak to him and not whatever was possessing his body. walking closer behind elijah, she placed her fingers on his wrist, feeling his pulse and how it raced, when her eyes met his, the clear desperation caused tears to well in her eyes. "you are going to let this person go and we are going to figure out what is going on. we won't let this win okay?"

The narrow alleyways of New Orleans were drenched in shadows, the night air thick with humidity. Elijah wandered them, but not as himself. His eyes glowed with an unnatural blue hue. From a distance, someone followed, carefully. Elijah halted abruptly, his senses sharpened by the Hollow's malevolent power. He could feel the presence behind him. Inadu stirred with interest, its attention now fully on the pursuer. A twisted smile crept across Elijah's face as the Hollow spoke through him in a low, mocking tone. “Yon lòt malere ki vle mouri," it hissed in Creole, the words laced with dark amusement. “Ann ba li yon leson."

Without warning, Elijah turned, his movements fluid and predatory. The follower froze, their heart racing. The Hollow's voice, dripping with malice, echoed through the alley. "Ou kouri dèyè m'," Elijah taunted in Creole, the words carrying an edge of sadistic delight. "Kounye a ou pral soufri."

Elijah moved with inhuman speed, closing the gap between them in an instant. The follower barely had time to react before dark energy crackled around Elijah's hands, ready to strike. But deep within, Elijah fought against the Hollow's control, his willpower straining against the dark force. “Run," he managed to whisper, his voice breaking through momentarily, filled with urgency and desperation. “Get away!”

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open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ plotdrop#003 : spirit of fear; @inaducursehqstarters muses ⊹₊ ⋆ gabriela chavez-lockwood location ⊹₊ ⋆paradigm garden

before the blue light could be seen, gabriela felt a shiver run down her spine, causing her mouth to grow dry and her body to tense. the bonfire was dying down, everyone mingling with tired smiles on their faces, it seemed as if the event had actually gone well. until that feeling rose causing, the demon to look for any signs of what might be on the attack. before they could even figure it out, a faint but mesmerizing light caught their eye, filling them with dread.

all that came to mind now, was that her family was danger and they needed gabi to save them. looking around with wide eyes, the demon scanned the gardens for familiar faces. "where the hell are they?" the demon muttered, frantic as horrible scenarios of the people she loved played on a loop in their mind.

her eyebrows rose at his quip, taking a deep inhale, trying to stuff away her annoyance. josie had met eli before, her family became much bigger after her mother married klaus. something that she found helpful after the merge. losing such a huge part of her, still never healed but having so many people around that cared, helped her on the darker days. rolling her eyes she looked up to eli and then back at the papers. "yeah well there's a first time for everything." once grabbing the last piece, she managed to shuffle them back into place before getting up from her knees.

"you know for being so tall and strong, you could've put that to use with the cleanup." brushing her legs, she placed a hand on her hip. josie was exhausted so that made her tempers flare, but eli hadn't really done anything wrong. it wasn't his fault he was built like a quarterback, sighing she smiled softly. "sorry, i uhh haven't really slept well so any minor inconvenience has just made me grumpy."

Eli had felt the same shift as other had commented on. It felt like something big and insidious lurking in corners, but no one had any idea what. As he made his way through town, he saw the female and smirked to himself. Of course Eli had the arrogance not just of that of a mikaelson but also from his father and that gave him an unruly confidence. As he approached his cousins friend, he was soon colliding into her as she came crashing into her body.

He had stopped just before her but not seeing him had caused his larger frame to knock her back and her paperwork fall to the ground. He looked down to it before moving his hues upwards towards the other for a moment as she spoke. "Well that's not exactly the greeting I was expecting...I don't usually hit girls off their feet... although seeing them at my feet isn't that uncommon.." he remarked.

ever since the masquerade, gabriela began keeping tabs on each of her children's whereabouts. the only kid she couldn't find was marina, something that sent the whole family on a search. even though they didn't want kaya in such public spaces, especially with raymis back, they also couldn't say no to the the thing that kept their daughter steady. ever since she was a child, kaya thrived when given paints and crayons. dreams, nightmares, and even memories all strewn around her makeshift art room for her to create.

so despite every part of her wanting to say no, she gave in but also decided to stay close. the demon sensed something in the air, a malevolent force that arrived just before the light disappeared from the city. "it's just me babygirl, i stayed near by just incase and well looks like that was a great idea." taking out her phone, she turned on the flashlight and began looking for some candles. "let's get some supplies and head back home."

open to all ! location: dutch alley artists timeline: plotdrop #002 @inaducursehqstarters

Kaya stood in front of an easel in the corner of the art gallery. As one of the artists in the previous showcase, she had an obligation to work a "service shift" as the gallery owner had called it. But basically, it just meant she had to paint live for anyone who might be browsing the gallery at the time. The place was mostly empty, though, so it was just like painting alone in her studio. No eyes, just her and the canvas.

Unfortunately, ever since unlocking her demonic prowess at the masquerade, she hadn't been able to paint like she used to. No, there had been no landscapes of sandy beaches or past friends in flower fields. The canvas in front of her, instead, featured a wolf caught aflame, the fire spreading through the same wildflowers, leaving ruin in its wake.

Just as the door chimed, letting her know that someone had entered the gallery, the lights flickered and then went out completely. She flipped the brush in her hand, holding it handle side out like a weapon. "Hello?" she called, not moving from her position. "Who's there?"

"i'm sure someone had their parent tell them to stay inside and then it spiraled from there." social media got the news out quick, something that didn't work on the sides of the faction. "of course she does...." shaking her head, josie let out a soft sigh. her mother met well and she respected it, but something had broken in all of them after the merge and it was going to take a long time before it would feel even slightly easier. "i'm always going to be kind to mom, she is just worried and she isn't wrong, it's just hard because we need more time...i'm still figuring out how to be a person without my other half." it was still hard to talk about, knowing that she was now older than her twin sister, the whole ordeal was overwhelming, to say the least. "i'm actually on my way to be with all of you, but first i need to get these papers to the front desk."

Klaus nodded. "So it has spread to the general population," he noted to himself. That was not what they wanted. He nodded, looking around the place. After all art was still as peaceful to him today as it had been to him as a child. "Yes," Klaus said without missing a beat. "She wants to invite you over and then lock you all in the house for the rest of your human lives," he said honestly, though it was with a light tone. "So be a little kind on her." Klaus couldn't help but feel the same feeling given what was happening around them. "Though not to lure you back to the house, but we did pick you up something when we were traveling, when you are ready."

"did you just throw a fork at me?" - kaya to gabi

gabriela watched it happen, the fork was in between her fingers and then it was heading straight for her daughter. this happened often, not the whole throwing a fork thing, but the demon would get so into a conversation that their limbs didn't always match up with their brain. causing her arms to flail about. gasping before placing a hand over her mouth, gabi raised an eyebrow at kaya's question. it wasn't until their daughter grinned that it felt as if they could breathe again. shaking her head with a smirk, she replied. "now babygirl why would i do anything like that?"

being a new vampire was never easy, the transition took a lot of willpower and determination. something that you're still learning to acquire in your twenties. so hayley had a feeling charlie wasn't handling it well, hearing stories of him spending nights drunk on the street. she wanted to stop him sooner, but also knew how she had been during her transition. it wouldn't matter what someone said, all you want to do is wallow, but she felt her son had done enough of that. her eyes followed the drink, as it passed from the bartender to his lips, the hybrids chest grew heavy. shaking her head softly, she turned to face her son. "no, that's not it. something else is wrong but i can't put my finger on it yet."

honestly none of it really mattered right now, all she cared about was charlie's mental health. "mind if i ask how many drinks you've had tonight?" her voice was soft and gentle, hoping he would understand that she wasn't trying to interrogate. hayley's goal wasn't to make him feel bad, instead to just get a tiny glimpse into what was going on in his mind.

Charlie shrugged his shoulders at the sound of his mother's voice behind him. Observing the lively crowd engaged in conversation and dancing to the music, he acknowledged that the sole reason for his presence was the allure of free alcohol. His mask proved to be a valuable shield, concealing his emotions as he seamlessly merged with the festive atmosphere. "People are having too much fun," he quietly mumbled while accepting a drink from the bartender. Aware that his response may not have been what his mother expected, he felt indifferent towards her opinion at that moment.

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GILMORE GIRLS REWATCH ↳ “Say Goodnight, Gracie” (3x20)

her body seemed to collapse, but never hit the ground thanks to caroline's abilities, of being both a concerned mother and vampire. the question ran through her head and eleanor wanted to answer it. she saw someone before becoming conscious but had no idea who it could be. "i saw someone, and they said something to me but i can't remember what." there was no telling how long it took to walk from the cemetery to here, but from the way her feet and legs felt it must've been a few hours. "i dug out of my own grave, so the world is spinning."

at first she thought she was hallucinating. that it was maybe some trick of the light or something because what her eyes were seeing did not seem possible. you'd think nothing would surprise her considering the path her life has taken. how many impossible things had happened to her ? but here stood someone that she knew died. someone her son had lost, someone that would have become her daughter in law. "oh my god, ellie, " shock evident in her voice. an arm quickly wrapping around the other in hopes to comfort her. " we'll figure it out, honey. " did she have a clue ? absolutely not. but she wasn't about to let eleanor wonder around confused and alone. " what's the last thing you remember ? "