Focus (2015)
noble-stag-mikaelson.
Elijah was seated in his library, one leg crossed over the other as he flipped a yellowing page in the book he was reading. One elbow was propped on the arm of the chair, his index finger gently pressed to his upper lip. The Original turned his head when he heard a knock at the door, waiting a beat, wondering if someone else would answer it. When the knock came again he sighed and closed his book, standing and walking over to it. He opened it, “Can I help you?”
@newbornfallsstarter
“What? Can’t a nephew stop by to visit his beloved uncle?” He questioned in place of an answer, a cheeky grin on his features. “But okay, I was actually wondering if you had any family grimoires laying around that I could borrow. You know, for research and general betterment.”
erikmklsn.
Erik was punching the bag when the noise of a door closing pulled him away from his thoughts. Stopping for a minute, he turned his head to look at who had walked in and sighed. “I’ll be leaving soon, then you’ll have it all for yourself.” He told the other with a nod. @newbornfallsstarter
August walked closer to his cousin, leaning against the wall and shrugging casually. ❝ Don’t mind me. Far from me to deprive you from the destruction of an innocent punching bag, ❞ the younger Mikaelson quipped. ❝ What has it done to piss you off, anyway? ❞
huntrcssadonovan.
Cocking her head to the side, Alaska chugged back the rest of her drink before looking toward the couple, “I’d put fifty bucks on that she would. Guy looks like a fuckin’ idiot.”
August’s attention peaked at the words, always a pleasure to see someone willing to join in his games. ❝ We can’t both win, what would be the fun in that? — I must agree, though, dude’s an idiot. ❞
ordinarylcxa.
“I just needed out of the house.” Alexa spoke and it was true as she looked to the confident male who seemed to be playful with the smirk on his face as she put her bookmark in, pulling the novel closer, “What makes you think that?”
August nodded at the answer, deciding not to push for an explanation. ❝ Don’t we all sometimes? ❞ It was what he settled for saying instead. ❝ I just know myself, ❞ he shrugged. ❝ But you don’t need to believe me, just let me prove it to you. ❞
fionasfm.
Ever since Fiona’s vampire gene was first triggered, she hasn’t been able to control her vampirism around blood. No matter how hard she tried, she always turned into her own worst enemy around blood, her sharp fangs forming at the slightest scent of blood. As she tried her best to control herself before she caused a scene in the town square, she held onto her forehead to try and get rid of the incoming headache that had come along with it. “I’m fine.” She reassured the first person that had offered their help, not wanting anyone else’s help with something she knew she had to learn how to do herself. “Can you just give me some space please?” She asked as she could slowly feel herself losing her humanity. @newbornfallsstarter
As soon as green hues focused on the red head, August knew there was something wrong with his cousin. A frown appeared as the young man made his way to the other. ❝ I’m having a hard time believing that one, ❞ he quipped at the blatant lie. He did take a couple steps back, arms raised in mock surrender, but still stayed close enough to talk to the girl. ❝ What’s wrong. ❞
Wait is that… HERO FIENNES TIFFIN? No, it can’t be, it’s just AUGUST MIKAELSON, a 20/20 year old TRIBRID. He is the SON of KLAUS & CAMILLE. He is ALLURING AND DAUNTLESS but can also be AUDACIOUS AND SARDONIC and classifies HIMSELF as BISEXUAL. He is hiding that HE’S CREATING MAGICALLY ENHANCED DRUGS AND SELLING THEM, but I wonder how long that will stay hidden in Mystic Falls and New Orleans.
FULL NAME: augustus dominic mikaelson.
NICKNAMES: gus, auggie.
BIRTH DATE: april 15, 2045.
ZODIAC: aries.
AGE: twenty.
SPECIES: tribrid.
GENGER & PRONOUNS: cis man & he/him.
SEXUALITY: bissexual.
FAMILY: niklaus miakelson (father), camille o'connell (mother), hope mikaelson (half-sister), poppy mikaelson (sister), more tba.
PHYSICAL: 6′2, short brown hair, green eyes.
OCCUPATION: college student.
this one here is august mikaelson, better known as gus or auggie (family only). he’s twenty and still very alive and with no body counts, which means he still has to trigger his werewolf gene and vampire side. he’s a really good with everything involving magic though, has been playing around with it for a good time now and he’s curious and eager for knowledge so he’s most likely always flipping through family grimoire and whatnot. and probably messing with stuff he shouldn’t too because why not.
this one has some great self-esteem and i think the only one who could bring that down would be his father. august tends to think he’s always right and sometime don’t know when to shut up. truth is sometimes he likes to push people’s buttons too, it amuses him. he’s not really an asshole though – well, sometimes he can be.
he’s a temperamental one, for sure. gus is usually sort of calm and relaxed and has this ‘i don’t care about much’ aura to him, which is sort of true. he can block a lot of insults as long as he thinks he’s still winning or has the upper hand, but then someone says the wrong thing or does something he doesn’t like and he’s all piercing gaze and ready to throw punches. i guess it could be said he has a bit of a temper and doesn’t deal with frustration too well. baby gotta learn.
august got a sort of artistic soul too. he’s not one to paint too much, but he enjoys drawing and music a lot. he’s a really good piano player so it shouldn’t he hard to find him just playing around with it. he’s also sort of a bon vivant, he likes nice things and has an expensive taste so it’s good that his family’s been around long enough to accumulate some money. you could say he’s spoiled and he’s not ashamed of splurging.
he’s very loyal too, especially toward his family. he’s a proud mikaelson because despite all the shit they’ve done and had done to them, they’ve persevered so how can he not look up to that?
littlestwclf.
“Seriously?” Hope questioned as she looked to August, “I’m not in the mood for betting today.”
He quirked an eyebrow at his older sister’s reaction; you didn’t need to be a psychic to know that the woman was in a mood. ❝ Someone’s a little cranky, ❞ he commented while he sipped on his drink. ❝ What got you ready for blood, anyway? ❞
mikaelsoncommaklaus.
Klaus chuckled at his son and glanced up at the couple from his place behind the bar. “I’ll match your $20 and raise you $20 that they turn the tables on us and he throws his at her.”
Of course, his father wouldn’t disappoint. August smirked and stole another glance at the couple that had just turned into the most interesting thing in the bar. ❝ Seems to me like you’re going to be a few dollars poorer, old man. ❞ Yes, he liked his odds. ❝ But while we wait — another bourbon? ❞