𝐊𝐨𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 —

𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝! 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝! x The Witch, The Vampire, The Ghost, The Maniac x AU Kol Mikaelson x 21+ MDNI - Trigger Topics Contained x Reader Discretion Advised x #BloodyRapture — 𝐏𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 #𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐤

Awe, Nik. You do care. Should I be wary of a dagger behind your back? (Thank you. 🩵)

I suppose I'll have to finish my pinned finally, won't I? What a bother.

What is it you lot do around here? A party? A scandal? Remove a few hearts, limbs? I'm up for anything. Oh but, mine are off limits.

— open.spotify.com/track/2fh3b…

// Also what is this “Most Recent” “Popular” bullshit I had to keep fixing? Isn’t a For You page enough? I’d like to view things current on my actual time line…

// It’s my first Christmas without my brother, so I’d be lying if I didn’t say that was some of why I don’t appear here as much as I could. It feels wrong… Celebrating things with him gone. Getting older without him. Sometimes the grief just hits me and I hide till it passes.

My mother is a despicable wretch who only ever thinks of herself, though… That can be quite a trend in my family.

// My DMs are open for plotting if anyone would like to write here or any of my accounts really. Holidays can be kind of sporadic, but I have been popping in a bit more lately.

I was… I miss magic. I never asked to be /this/… Davina brought me back after my second or third death, I’ve lost count really. But the ancient ones corrupted it and now here I am. Back in this monstrous form. As a punishment for sins of others. Lovely really.

Good. I should hope not. Angels should always tear devils like me apart. Might make me feel something magical for a change.

// I need more caffeine to pull this one off this afternoon. All the holiday running has my sleep schedule upside down.

Honestly, it’s been a boring decade or so since I’ve been out to play. And yet, antagonizing her might be the glorious new death of me.

My darling, you were there from the moment you existed. No one else holds a space quite as special as you to this old heart. But keep blushing, I do so love it.

[Sidestepping it with a cocky grin as it stuck into the wall.] You'll have to do better than that if you want it to hit me.