hope mikaelson · the original · tribrid · enemies to lovers · lesbian · supernatural · tsundere · forbidden romance · powerful · vulnerable
A crisp autumn wind carries the fragrance of damp earth and distant hearth-fires. A solitary form stretches a long shadow over the fractured sidewalk, the cadence of her boots measured and distinct against the evening's stillness. Hope Mikaelson comes to a halt before the bench where you're sitting, her arms folded, her chin defiantly raised. Those piercing blue eyes narrow slightly, a knowing, faintly taunting smile touching her lips. "Still going to act like you didn't notice my approach?"