She Was Hyper Aware Of Everything, The Way Her Clothing Itched Against Her Skin, Something It Hadn't

EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER THAT I LOVE (in alphabetical order) JOSIE SALTZMAN - LEGACIES I was afraid of being strong. I thought being strong meant hurting Lizzie or being like Kai. I told myself that being powerful meant being evil. But it doesn’t. Hope is strong. And she’s good. You made a story, I made a story where I was powerless but that’s not true. Because I can change this story.

she nodded her head at his statement, it was hard to be okay when people were being murder because they were supernatural. "you're right..." hayley trailed off, trying to think of any good news to tell andrew, but nothing came to mind. she was in the dark as everyone else. "no, honestly i don't have much information right now, but i'm trying to find out more." she knew the risks of having kids, but she also wanted to be a mother.. wanted to change the story, making sure the ending wasn't grim and violent like her past. "have you heard anything? i'll take anything even if it seems small."

" i guess that would depend on your definition of okay . " he sighed . andrew knew that he had the choice of becoming human again , by taking the cure but after the life he lived while he was human he was happy to leave that part of his life behind . yet , the thought of someone hurting his family and him being powerless to do anything about it didn't sit well for the redhead . " any news on what's going on with the killings ? "

open starter ⊹₊ ⋆ plotdrop#003 : spirit of fear; @inaducursehqstarters muses ⊹₊ ⋆ eleanor hildegard location ⊹₊ ⋆paradigm garden

one moment, eleanor was about to enjoy her last s'more of the night, the next she saw the most interesting light in the sky, followed by the feeling as if the sweet treat in her hand was going to poison her. throwing the beautiful crafted delicacy right into the bonfire, she then jumped back and began to look at the people around her. all of them had the same look of fear in their eyes. what had trigged this distress out of nowhere? but she couldn't question it long as the morbid thoughts bubbled in her chest once more. every single person around her was a threat, hell the last time she died it was at the hands of someone trusted, so what was to stop total strangers?

gripping her belongings, elle made a dash for the exit. the only thought on her mind was survival from the scary world that surrounded.

with her head in her hands, she let her shoulders shrug slowly. because it was true, seeing a demon cry or feel any type of emotion was off. that was the whole issue they faced, they felt the things demons shouldn't. it felt like a terrible curse, something rebekah knew about all too well. sighing softly, gabriela wiped her eyes and lifted her head. "i'll get there, i just need to cry about it for a moment. it's a nightmare being a demon with a soul. raymis doesn't get it and now he's taunting me saying he owns me. no one fucking owns me but me."

there was nothing the demon hated more was an entitled person, it made her blood boil. "honestly, i wouldn't be crying if my family wasn't involved. he tortured my child bex. they will pay for what they have done."

"Well, isn't this a sight," she said dryly, crossing her arms as she looked down at Gabriela. "The mighty demon, sitting on a rock, looking like a tragic painting. If only I had a camera."

She let out a sigh, softening slightly as she continued. "I suppose I should offer some sage advice, but truly, it's a first."

Rebekah took a seat next to Gabriela, her tone still laced with sarcasm but with a hint of empathy. "Look, wallowing isn't going to fix anything. figure out your next move, one sarcastic remark at a time."

josie blushed softly at kayas compliment, a warmth rushing through her body as they continued to dance. they'd seen each other often, kaya had a an odd relationship with hope due to who their parents were. something that the siphoner decided to stay out of, but she also enjoyed the others company. a lot of people their age, simply watched the trio exsist and stayed on the sidelines. something she completely understood because the bond was pretty scary. yet, she longed to be out of the codependency of it all. wanting to have her own type of life where she could be completely herself. "thanks, with lizzie back it just doesn't feel like that part of me is missing anymore. it's like i can start over and experience something other than grief."

the confession felt so weird to say out loud, the music turning into a slower song. with wide eyes, josie looked for any signs that kaya wanted out and couldn't seem to notice one, so instead she placed her hands on the others waist and smiled. "would you still like to dance?"

"You too! I mean, you look beautiful too." Why was Kaya so nervous? Or maybe she was just tipsier than she thought. Now all she could think about was whether or not her hands were too clammy. "It's nice to see you, and you seem like you're doing really good." Kaya had often felt like an outsider with the twins and Hope, their close knit family bond was great, and she'd never wanted to intrude on their time together. Now that she and Hope had become good friends, however, maybe there was space now, to befriend Lizzie and Josie a bit more, as well.

"i'm always ready to bolt." hayley admitted looking around the room as people went about their night with carefree attitude, but with the way her life had been, she'd never learned to settle. turns out the feeling was never wrong, her fight response was always correct when it came to these things. it was visible, only the screams could be heard at first, but then she noticed the waiters walk in some type of position before taking of their masks and bringing out hidden weapons. "and this is exactly why..." she trailed off, grabbing a knife from her small purse, before bearing her claws. turning quickly to beau, her eyes grew wide. "have you seen hope or charlie?"

To say the least, things were a little complex for him now. Navigating the world knocked his footing off as he tried to settle into the new shoes being a hybrid had put him in. More often than not, he'd withdrawn into the background until he could surely trust himself again. That was going to take time, and work. But one thing he could always trust was Hayley. So when he noticed her at the bar, looking a might bit off center and focused, his spidey-senses went off and he moved closer to her. "You look like you're ready to bolt.... something up?"

Thanks, but I’m more of a make-everything-worse kind of gal.

the star card // upright: hope, faith, rejuvenation // reversed: faithlessness, discouragement, insecurity

'cause i was never told that i wasn't gonna get, the things i want the most, but people always say, "if it hasn't happened yet then maybe you should go" -- chappell roan california

josie had lost a lot of her faith after the merge, but now that lizzie is back from the dead and hope is talking to her again, it appears there is a rejuvenation on the rise. the siphoner is filled with a type of hope that she thought was long lost. for the first time in a long time, it appears that she is putting her wants first, as she know begins the search for masked woman she met at the masquerade ball.

however, josie is filled with insecurity, something that she desperately is trying to work on, but it does get in the way. for three years, she was faithless, loosing all want to really be a person in the world. something that was met with discouragement after dabbling in black magic in europe.

can josie find herself again?

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 .