Magic doesn't come from talent

This is a small private independent rp blog for a variety of muses. Most of the muses are in the TVD fandom but I've got a few others rattling around in here.

I'm keeping my dash very small. Anyone is welcome to follow and send asks to any of my muses for small interactions, but if we aren't already writing partners I will not be following back or engaging in long form writing.

DNI: do not interact with me if you interact with safestkittyintown, zoomingupthathill, standfordprepped and ptrovas, and any of those asshole muns' other blogs

I came from @hybrid_royalty and still use all of the icons I made for that blog.

See blow cut for muse lists

When Katherine sees him first

"The wolf is the king of the forest. I just want to enrich you. I came to you."

The hybrid stood wordlessly, he towered over this silly creature, this pet of his. So strange there was such excitement in the air when her scent was peppered with fear - of course there was something to be said for the familiarity of it.

Eyes wide and warm, the girl standing beside Klaus was finally soft-spoken for the first time in a week. Lizzy will always serve him love on a silver platter. Freshly prepared and carved from her own heart still beating.

"Fantastic." The corner of his mouth twitched, signaling a latent urge to snarl the words, the whole world was his punching bag and this little idiot apparently wanted to go first.

"Did.... did we get a dog?"

"Or did Katherine bring home a werewolf for a threesome again..."

Certainly couldnt have been Lizzy after she watched a slasher movie entirely too early for her developmental stage.

"Haha, still jealous you lost rock paper scissors? That bitch was hot."

Leaves Damon a pink heart sticky-note in the blood bag freezer while she's at school.

Love you! - L x

There's also one on his soap collection.

You're the best! - L x

And finally, one on the front of his Good Bourbon.

I invited mama to dinner please don't kill me xxx

That explains all the flowers that got delivered on mass.

"Oh, sweet."

"Anoher one? hang on...."

A little girl tugs on his sleeve when Damon hangs up on Stefan. There's pieces of spaghetti all over the floor.

"Whut does- what's a- an asshole?"

"Well baby girl, it's anyone daddy doesn't like." He could instantly predict the next question before the toddler could ask it. You don't like dad? So he quickly added.