No, I'm Not Afraid To Disappear

nikolas reminded josie of lizzie, the way he'd crack a joke or annoy her so deeply only to then make her feel loved, only hours later. "i hate when you are right." she admitted before nodding her head in excitement and grabbing a bag of popcorn from the cabinet. "i can't make any promises, but i will try my best to keep these hands and my snacks in their proper places." a playful smirk grew on her lips as she began to follow the instructions on the microwave popcorn box. there was something weighing on her recently, the chill in the air that seemed to creep in overnight.

"nick, have you umm felt any weirdness recently? like evil spell kinda weirdness?" turning from the microwave, josie faced her brother with a quizzical brow. "something feels off and i haven't felt this way since..." her voice trailed off at the thought of the merge. it happened years ago, yet it felt like a newly open wound. nickolas knew all about losing someone close to you, so close that you aren't sure how to move on after their gone. clearing her throat, as if to push her sadness away, she began to find herself busy with fixing a drink, waiting for his answer.

it wasn't that often that people had the ability to make nikolas smile . yet , his sister had a special way of making that happen . nikolas smiled after hearing josie laugh , the sound was pleasing to his ears as he finished putting the dishes away . he mused slightly , brows arched over his angelic blues as she spoke . " but i wouldn't be doing my younger brother duties if i did that . " he teased after she mentioned that he should be nicer . " are you sure you want to watch another horror movie ? because if i recall correctly the last time you had me covered in popcorn because you said and i quote ' the music was scary ' . " he teased again before his hands found something else to do around the kitchen . " but in risk of being your punching bag . . i heard that a horror movie called tarot is out . although i'd have to remind you that popcorn goes into your mouth not my hair . . or the couch , or floor . . " he teased playfully .

josie found herself rolling her eyes, the same way she would for her step-father, but she had no time to say anything because screams echoed through the room. her slightly sipped champagne glass slipped out of her fingers, shattering onto the ground as waiters took of their masks and prepared to fight. "they're hunters, this whole thing was a trap." josie muttered under her breath, before flexing her fingers, preparing for a spell. "good thing you didn't drink tonight, how should we handle this?" it was so easy to brawl with others, she was known for being much better when not a party of one, the curse of being a siphoner.

"Most people don't compare me to nice things, so I won't hold it against you," he says smugly, tilting his champagne flute toward her to see the water inside. "I'm also on sober crew this evening, so you can keep it until you've drank more. Then I'll be expecting an answer."

gabriela was blissfully unaware that raymis was alive. the two met each other when she was at her lowest. being a new demon, she had a bloodlust that couldn't be satiated and still full of immeasurable grief. it wasn't a time she allowed herself to think about, most of it was daze for her anyway. so she got ready for this event in good spirits, tyler was home and the kids all in one spot. it was hard for the demon to not feel a sense of pride and joy when seeing the people she loved together.

the demon's guard was still up, unsure of the reason for such a fancy party. expensive was the one word that came to mind when walking in the doors. everyone wore masks, making it hard to tell who was who, something that also put the woman on edge. their eyes scanned the main room, watching people as they drank and laughed, completely taken by the whole scene. it was a feeling she desperately wanted but was far too nervous to let in. it wasn't until she noticed kaya, sneaking towards the bar, her shoulders slouched but also tense, the exact way she got when upset. balling their fist in their dress, they quickly strutted towards their daughter. ready to tackle whatever had placed kaya in such a sour mood.

shaking her head softly, gabriela raised an eyebrow at the other "babygirl you are allowed to drink, but take your time the night has just started and i'm sure there is some rich people food we can always eat a little too much of." placing a soft hand on her shoulder, gabi sat down on the stool next to kaya and ordered a whiskey sour. "what happened? your shoulders are doing that thing they do when someone's pissed you off."

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Kaya, mystified by the lights and the music and the gowns, floated amongst the crowd. While her mask did conceal her face, she was certain almost everyone could tell who she was. There wasn't much anonymity to these things, at least not as much as she'd hoped.

She'd hoped to have a good night, prayed even. But when she'd spotted the demon across the room, she'd nearly fled all the way home. Instead, she stopped at the bar. The anger that rose into her throat when she saw him was nearly too much to bear.

Throwing a hand up to signal the bartender, Kaya ordered two shots, both for herself. She finished the first before the bartender finished pouring the second, then ordered one more for good measure. If she were to survive this crowded party full of all the scariest people in town, she would do it with a little extra confidence.

Unfortunately, someone caught her in the act. Not that she tried to be sneaky in her shot-taking, but she preferred not to be seen drinking her feelings. "What?" Kaya snarled. "It's a party."

What is your family’s biggest strength? (gabi)

"our love for each other, because it isn't superficial. all of us would much rather see one another thrive or be happy then anything else. we do our very best to become better people, instead of holding back for selfish reasons."

@xfatalexit @cxrsedmuse @marianalockwoodx @insidiousxhopes @lothariolockwood

Being back here makes me hot in the face Hot blood in my pulsing veins Heavy memories weighing on my brain Hot and heavy in the basement of your parents' place You used to be so sweet Now you're a firecracker on a crowded street Couldn't look away even if I wanted Try to walk away but I come back to the start

gabriela couldn't help but give hope a soft smile, she was always unsure of how to greet the demon, most likely due to the odd relationship between hope and tyler. they didn't blame hope for feeling such animosity towards their husband, but also felt the need to defend him each time. the balance provided a weird balance for the whole mikaelson-lockwood clan. however, now that she was in the faction, gabbi grew closer with hayley and tolerated klaus. shaking her head softly, she then nodded in agreement. "you can call me gabbi, by the way and you're right these dresses have a lot of fabric. i've always been a fan of a nice satin slip dress, feels nice against the skin, easy to get off...." her voice got lower, realizing that she was not in the presence of someone her age. sure, hope knew all about the birds and bees, but being a mom meant that not everyone felt comfortable speaking on the topic. clearing her throat, the demon took a sip of their champagne and smirked. "don't tell your mom i said that."

PAYING ATTENTION TO ANYTHING but the massive amount of fabric that the tribid had to currently mange to walk in, was proving to be a tad difficult. dainty hands, were gripping the corners of her dress, she'd glided her way through the many interested parties with promises of saving a dance or twelve for those that asked ( with no intention of delivering of course ) an ocean colored gaze, looked around, taking hold of a champagne flute, she allowed one side of her gown to drop. only coming to a sharp halt as she lightly slammed into someone else, the person appearing unfamiliar for a moment, before her gaze focused. " oh.. gab... mrs. lockwood? " their families weren't close ⸺ in fact her friendship with kaya was merely a few years old, and while she held the hellhound in high regard the history between families was a bit too dense to ignore. " still learning to navigate this thing. " she mused with an awkward laugh. " should have asked for an INSTRUCTION manual before wearing it. "

@cxrsedmuses

her eyes rolled at his comment about mothers, unable to stifle her laugh too much. the kid was smart, even if he wasn't being that way currently. hayley refused to answer his questions, until the woman was out of sight. then she stood in his view while giving a stern look. "i've seen you around my daughter." she admitted closing the space between them before glancing over at the body in the dumpster. if anything he was just like klaus and that made her even more nervous. "so we are going to have a small talk right now and honestly i don't need to hear much from you, but if you harm hope i will find you. so will her dad and honestly he can be scarier than me most days."

taking a step back, she gave laurie some space. "try to be more discreet with all this death. i don't think you are the serial killer, just some kid with a an appetite."

Laurie groaned, looking up. "God, this town is full of buzz kills, isn't it?" He looked at her with a crooked expression, "Can a guy not have a little drink without everyone and their mother interrupting?" Heaven forbid she looked into the dumpster. Still holding the barely living girl, he bit his wrist and forced it into her mouth, watching as her neck knit itself back together. Then, he spun her around and looked in her eyes. "Forget everything that's happened in the past twenty minutes. Go inside, collect your friends, and go home. And don't do anything reckless for the next few days, for god's sake." The woman nodded and marched back inside. Laurie found the interruption of a woman's face again. "Better?"

@tribidscrsed

get to know me: (10/20) friendships ♡ hayley and klaus (the originals) “I do trust you… more than you know.”

something stupid, the words ran through her ears before she let out another giggle. "you remind me of someone and i'm honestly not sure if you will take it as a compliment so i will keep it to myself until you've drank a bit more." josie wanted to have an extravagant night, but her idea of extravagant was so much different than damon's. if anything, all she wanted was to dance with a pretty girl and indulge in drinks with bubbles. "honestly i think the only cool thing i would make happen is them play a chappell roan song. it is pride month, so we can always use it."

Damon considers it for a moment. "I don't actually know," he admits, briefly tapping his fingers together trying to count, "But your very first one should be a lot cooler." He looks her over, then turns to survey the rest of the room, trying to inspire himself. "The good news is, you're young and fresh enough to do something very stupid but still be forgiven," he muses, "Might need you to take matters into your own hands and start something. For the good of the party, of course."