She Knew Something Was Wrong, From The Moment She Set Foot On The Property, Her Gut Was Telling Her That

eleanor was still getting used to being alive, so even though she felt beautiful in the dress, she was also filled with nervousness. the only people she'd been around were her family and fiancee. people who looked at her like a fragile doll. so maybe this party was a good thing, she could wear a mask and pretend to not be some dead girl. yet when walking into the room, she felt instantly embarrassed, a feeling that hasn't left since crawling out of her grave. even when nikolas would shower her with kind words, it felt as if they just passed through her body. lost in worrying thoughts, she didn't even notice that someone stepped on her toe. "oh gosh! no don't worry! i wasn't even aware i was standing near someone, this place is beautiful but terrifying."

open to all.

she felt awkward, social interaction was something she didn’t like, but forced social interaction in a dress, that was making blossom feel more uncomfortable than anything. the voices in her head telling her that something was going to happen and maybe that made the unknown banshee even more uncomfortable. she stepped back from where she was standing, instantly regretting it as she could feel herself tread on the other persons toe. “oh..shit..”she murmured, more to herself. turning she look at the other, stupid masks, made it impossible to know fully who the other person was. “really sorry for treading on your toes..really need to think where I step.”

Smiles hide what secrets keep Can't tell a lie if you never speak Look in the mirror, she looks like me But half alive and twice as weak

Feel the tip of my nose It's burning but it's ice cold

gabriela didn't let go of mariana, keeping the girl in a tight embrace as tears rolled down the demons cheeks. all of the information was flooding her senses and none of it made her feel any better. for kaya to fix an injury like that, well that meant that she used her demonic powers, something that gabi understood, but felt as if something special had been snatched right out of her hands. raymis wasn't family and yet here he was making decisions as if he was always at the head of the table, typical. their fingers ran through their daughters hair softly, wanting to only provide comfort and nothing more. there would time for the difficult emotions, but right now all she felt was love. "i don't know what i would've done had he hurt you anymore than he already has. i'm so sorry, i didn't ever think he could come back but i should've at least had a back up plan."

If there was someone Marina missed dearly, it was her parents, especially her mother. Although she loved both her parents, she always felt a stronger connection to her mother. When Marina finally calmed down and realized it was her mother, she quickly embraced her in a tight hug. "It's okay, Momma," Marina reassured her mother, nodding as she listened to her speak. "I was scared, but I'm okay now. Kaya and Dad found me," she continued, her voice tinged with relief. "My leg is much better now; Kaya fixed me," Marina added excitedly, eager to share the news with her mother. As she held onto her mother, a sense of safety washed over her, and she whispered, "Don't let me go, Momma," holding onto the older woman tightly.

BASICS full name; gabriela chavez / age; 25/44 / species; demon / nicknames; gabi, tbd / gender; non-binary / prounouns; she/they / sexuality; pansexual / marital status; married to tyler lockwood / occupation; runs the b&b with her husband, working on putting her degree into action / location: the french quarter

PERSONALITY the label; the chariot / positive traits; adaptable, dependable, confident, devoted, protective / negative traits; impatient, stubborn, revengeful, prideful / sign; leo

FAMILY gabriela doesn't know anything about her birth parents and has never really searched for them either. finding family in devyn and also the one tyler and her started together. / siblings; devyn chavez (open) / husband; tyler lockwood / children; kaya, maddison, tbd

BACKGROUND

tw: suicide, drugs, abandonment, death, sexual assault

-gabriela was born during a hot summer in 2004. to a family in new orleans who simply just couldn't afford a child at the time. they left her on the front steps of a local catholic church, wrapped in a old green scarf, the only token from her birth parents.

-unfortunately, despite her best attempts, she was never adopted. growing up in the orphanage, she grew close to a girl her age named devyn. she too had been brought into the orphanage at a young age and was placed in the same predicament. the two bonded over the family they found in each other and pinky promised, something very sacred to a 7 year old, becoming sisters related in everything but blood.

-devyn and her went to the same college when they became of age, this was something that gabriela thrived in, her thirst for more knowledge once having the right resources became a driving force in her academic life. being in this type of environment also caused her social life to grow. sadly this wasn't the case for devyn, who later in turn struggled with drugs, after being sexually assaulted on school campus.

-gabriela tried to help her sister get back on track, but eventually devyn began to self medicate. although gabriela loved devyn, she often resented the bad decisions she would later make.

-graduating with a bachelor's degree in environmental engineering, she took an internship and became very busy trying to reach her end career goal of providing more sustainable energy to the residents of new orleans. devyn had dropped out and never graduated, and as gabriela became busy, the two grew apart and didn't see each other.

-one night when gabriela was getting ready for party to celebrate her nomination at the ernest n. morial convention center, devyn showed up asking for money. not even acknowledging all the hard work that gabi had put herself through to make sure her sister got the proper treatments. distraught and broken down, gabi threw money all the money she had in her purse at devyn before storming out. later after taking some time to think and breathe, gabi returned only to find her sister had overdosed.

-despite all her best attempts to resuscitate her sister, it didn't work and gabi broke down blaming herself for what happened. suddenly a stranger named arcadius appeared, showing her a vision of devyn suffering in hell. before he could even propose the deal, she jumped a the chance offering her soul to bring her sister back. there was more to the deal though, she also was charged with bringing him the souls of the wicked for as long as he deemed fit. once her sister was breathing again, gabi was dragged into a hell dimension where she was a servant for arcadius.

-becoming a demon sent gabi on a journey of all things gender and being and even became one of the best soul bringers that arcadius had ever seen. but then it all changed when she met tyler lockwood. on a full moon he killed a camper by accident, watching as he mourned the victim, it was then that they saw into his mind and was able to realize that there wasn't any evil lurking there. tyler only suffered from anguish and remorse, something that struck a chord due to the way her sister had suffered.

-this fateful night changed everything for gabriela, she became less malevolent and manipulate, feeling remorse for their past victims, something unusual for a demon.

-after meeting tyler, it was impossible for her to want to be with anyone else. he helped find a loophole that restored gabi's soul from arcadius. later the two started a family, the child became an anchor from the darkness they still possessed.

-being a mom is really fulfilling for gabi, she taught her kids to be good people with values and hearts of gold. making sure that none of them felt as if they weren't enough for this world. a lot of her being a mother, involved the type of parenting she would've flourished in. (since these spots are still open, this will remain tbd. however the kids can be adopted or biological, all is welcome.)

BASICS full name; josette olivia saltzman / nicknames; josie / age; 25 / gender; cis-female / pronouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / martial status; single / occupation; curator at NOMA / location; the garden district /

PERSONALITYthe label; the archer / positive traits; level headed, bright / negative traits; co-dependent, passive / sign; gemini

FAMILYbiological mother; josette saltzman / biological father; alaric saltzman / surrogate mother; caroline forbes / step-father; klaus mikaleson / faternal twin; lizzie saltzman / step-siblings; hope mikaelson, nikolas mikaelson, william mikaelson

BACKGROUND

tw; death

-josie saltzman was born in 2014 and considered a miracle, both her and her twin sister lizzie were born thanks to magic. a spell that saved both of them, caused her to have a different parental history than most. her mother josette, was killed by their uncle kai. growing up she only knew her mother as caroline forbes, who she loves deeply. mystic falls isn't a place she knows very well, having to leave once it was deemed free of supernaturals.

-growing up in new orleans. she visited art museums in her free time and became close friends with local witches. the mikaelson boarding school of the gifted was a wonderful place for her to grow and learn her magic. being near powerful witches such as freya mikaelson and vincent grifith showed her that she too could hold that much inside her without turning bad. yet dark magic is something that would always find her. she still turns to it in times of desperation, despite her twin sisters pleas.

-yet despite their parents best attempts, the merge couldn't be stopped. causing both her and lizzie to go through with it, even though neither them consented. in the end josie won and it broke her far more than she could ever explain. causing her to go into a deep depression for a few years.

-hope and josie went on a trip to europe after the merge, both of them devastated with the loss of lizzie. the two began to dabble in black magic, among other things. they ended up finding comfort in each other, both acting on the crushes they held for each other as teens. but the two were far too broken for any of that to work. it ended on terms that weren't exactly great, josie left to go back to new orleans to study art. lizzie's words about dark magic and it's dangers ringing in her mind.

-it took a bit of time, but she began to love art again. getting a degree in art history and working as a curator at NOMA. something she hoped lizzie would be proud of. yet she was also a bit of recluse, she would go to work and then go back to her apartment where she would fill her time with anything other than human connection.

-things are changing however, now the dead are back, somehow this curse created a loophole, allowing lizzie to come back despite the merge happening. (since this role is still open, i will leave it tbd.

BASICS full name; eleanor hildegard / nicknames; ellie, nell, el / age; 23 / gender; cis-female / pronouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / martial status; single / occupation; none / location; marigny bywater,

PERSONALITY the label; the paracosmist / positive traits; selfless, gentle / negative traits; paranoid, brazen / sign; pisces

FAMILY biological mother; erin last name unknown / biological father; marcus last name unknown / adoptive parents; nora & mary-louise hildegard / adoptive siblings; mau hildegard

BACKGROUND

tw; death, abuse, drugs, addiction, anxiety, depression

-eleanor was born to a fairly normal family, her mother worked as a teacher and her father a truck driver. they were a normal middle class family that seemed to get along. until one day when they got into a car accident, the only one safe was her since she was in a car seat, only 3. this changed the course of her entire life, the doctors gave both her parents pain medicine and from there they were hooked.

-they tried really hard to take care of her and also get their fix, but the system only lasted for so long. one day they left her at home alone and the neighbor found her, she was 6 years old and unable to care for herself fully. from there she was placed in the foster system.

-she managed to thrive in the local orphanage, having a resilient energy that grew from her time with her parents. they sent her to school and she grew to love english the most, wanting to read everything possible once having access to a library.

-at the age of 8, she was adopted by nora and mary, or as she'd like to call them thelma and louise. the two of them cared for her very deeply, helping her with night terrors and depressive episodes. she wasn't able to tell her feelings to anyone, unable to trust thanks to the damage caused by her parents. yet they never gave up on her, giving her time to open up and find the words for all her feelings.

-as a teen, she did well in school, keeping close to her adoptive family and spending her time reading. people viewed her as an odd book worm, but since she was kind and pretty they didn't bully her too much. yet she didn't have many friends, that was until college.

-in her freshman year of college, she flourished, learning to find her voice and with the encouragement of friends and teachers, began to write a memoir. the whole thing was meant to be published until her tragic death, it was at the hands of someone she trusted, however it was an accident. since she was so young and meant to be published, her death made headlines.

-she has now been brought back to life, confused and unsure of her place in the world.

BASICS full name; hayley marshall (andrea labonair)/ age; 20/49 / species; crescent wolf/hybrid / nicknames; little wolf / gender; cis-female / prounouns; she/her / sexuality; pansexual / marital status; married to elijah mikaelson / occupation; teaches the art of defense at the mikaelson boarding school / location: the french quarter

PERSONALITY the label; the soiled dove / positive traits; loving, sensual, compassionate, sentimental, loyal, adaptable, dependable, brave, protective / negative traits; impatient, stubborn, vengeful, quick-tempered, impulsive, sarcastic / sign; cancer

FAMILY husband; elijah mikaelson / children; hope & charlie, (2 others are open)

BACKGROUND

tw: abandonment, death, abuse

-everything on this website up to the season finale of season three is canon.

-after securing the mikaelson family after being posioned, hayley takes hope on a roadtrip in hopes of finding a cure. while doing this she does everything in her power to learn more about the magic her daughter possess, wanting to be a guiding light in all of this. after a few years, she leaves hope with mary dumas to go to austin texas to find a pack that might have answers.

-while in austin, texas she meets keelin (this will be tbd since this character is open, but basically i'd like for hayley to be nicer about the whole cure thing ha).

-all of her hardwork pays off and she is finally able to bring the siblings out of their slumber and back into the real world. it's an emotional reunion, one that doesn't last long since klaus is still in marcel's prison.

-after managing to get klaus back, he finally is able to meet his daughter. it has been years since they've seen each other but she has promised to keep his memory alive. later she finally tells elijah that she has done things she regrets to get all of them back, killed and betrayed to cover her tracks. it's something she that makes her feel heavy to this day.

-to be continued

of course she rolled her eyes at him, because no matter how many years the two had been together, elijah still expected her to run when danger was close. that wasn't the hybrids nature, well not anymore, hayley refused to run after giving birth to hope. knowing that to make her past right, she would have to push on through and set a good example. as the years passed, it became part of her personality, being the one who stood her ground in the face of adversity. she would do it proudly, even now.

something was inside of her husband, using him like a puppet to cause destruction, but why? as elijah spoke, it sent a shiver down her spine because it wasn't his voice. it wasn't the tone of anyone she'd heard before. furrowing her brows was her only response before being thrown into a brick building, her back slamming into the hard wall. taking a deep breath was all that could be done, because soon whatever this thing was, stood above her. "oh i'm sure you'll make me suffer, isn't that your types whole deal? make others suffer instead of looking inward?" her tone was filled with sass, unable to hold it back from how much anger that sparked in her chest. allowing her face to soften, she looked into his eyes, speaking to him and not whoever was inside of him. "you are stronger than this, elijah. i know you are."

Elijah wanted nothing more than to rip his own heart out, desiccate himself. Anything to prevent what was happening. But when she spoke, his heart rate ramped up so much higher. His fear spiked. He knew she was in danger, but he didn’t know what this was. He didn’t know how to control it. He only knew he had fleeting moments. Letting go of the innocent, the mere struggle it took to meet her eyes nearly gave everything over to whatever was lingering in his body. “Hayley…” his voice is dangerous, because it’s a plea. Begging her to take off running without saying the words.

But instantaneously his shoulders relax and eyes are burning with a brightness that is nowhere near the steady soft brown of Elijah’s. The free hand snaps to her while the other settles for her throat. “Kò sa a se pou mwen kounye a. And you…. You can’t save him.” The hand at her throat lifts her so easily, a hand that had just only the night before touched her with such assured gentile. “How does it feel… to know this body, these memories will all be erased? I like this body. It’s strong.” The voice doesn’t match the face, the hiss, the accent heavy in creole twang. “And if you try to remove me… I’ll destroy it.” With that Hayley is launched clear across the street into the building made of brick, but the being inhabiting Elijah is right back on top of her. “Shall I spare you the pain of watching? Or make you suffer? Decisions, decisions….”

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."

hearing the other voice caused her shoulders to jolt upwards, wiping her tears, she sniffed before letting out a sigh. "no, not really. pretty sure the only person who has seen me cry is my husband. which has been in our house and never in public." this all felt like a new low, of course she'd dealt with much worse. being a demon who brought souls wasn't exactly an easy or decent job. yet, she would rather be doing that than know that her family was in danger. "just got a lot going on and really not sure how to handle any of it, but i'll figure it out."

looking up at the other, she noticed the cigarette and decided to give into temptation. "do you have any more of those?" the only thing the demon smoked was for medical purposes but right now the smell seemed to provide calm.

Cigarette smoke swirled upward from the ash tray on his desk as he read over the current file he'd been working on. Typical work like always, some husband wanting to catch his wife in the act of cheating or vise versa. It seemed like no one in New Orleans had the desire to be faithful. At least not the seedy fools who came slinking into his office. It always ended the same way, even the ones seeking truth were often unfaithful as well, just looking for a reason to feel better about their own actions.

Tired, and with a headache that made reading the small printed text nearly impossible, he stood up, placed the still it cigarette in his mouth, and stepped out of the office. Down the internal steps and out the front door, he walked with the cigarette hanging from his lips, checking his phone and barely looking where he was going. That was the typical routine. He always had unread notifications from girls he'd hooked up with once or twice (never three times), or clients looking for updates on cases he hadn't broken yet. For the most part, all of them went ignored.

As he strode out of the office building and toward the water to enjoy fresh, clean air along with his cigarette smoke, he caught the sound of someone crying. His bread and butter, truly. Unlike some men who loved to pray on the emotionally unstable for romantic purposes, Heath had realized early in his career that these were the people who needed his help most. They had cases, they had issues, they had problems that only a sneak like Heath could solve.

He came to a stop next to the emotionally distraught person and flicked the cigarette ash onto the ground. Taking a long drag, he exhaled and said, "You alright?" Clearly they were not alright, but hey I noticed you sobbing from across the street was not a good entry into conversation with a stranger.

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for the past few days, all josie did was toss and turn at night, putting her into a cycle of being constantly tired and annoyed. she could feel something in the air, it was dark and powerful. until she was sure of what that was, the siphoner would have many more sleepless nights. lizzie told her she needed to blow off some steam, go somewhere that made less wrinkles around her eyes. after the merge, she went to the stables a lot so it felt like the time to start back up again.

as she parked, she gripped the wheel and let out a deep sigh. there was so much on her mind, some things bothered her more than others. she couldn't stop thinking about the woman she met at the masquerade and how she had no idea who it might be. "come on josie, just try to relax...you got this." the pep talk wasn't really working, but she was going to try her hardest to not sink into darkness.

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