#hope mikaelson x josie saltzman

[uncleasad]

top ten favorite hosie fics of all time, go

What a fun Ask! 🙏 Also, are you trying to kill me?! 😂

A few weeks ago, TheDarkestHour13 introduced the concept of Hope and Rafael keeping a list of “Landon’s Top 10 deaths” in Such Is Our Fate. I commented that that particular chapter (for reasons other than the deaths list) was a Top 10 chapter of the fic, though I also noted I didn’t have an actual list of my Top 10 chapters—there were approximately 120 chapters at that point. I also thought, in a related manner, that I didn’t have a “Top 10” list of Hosie fics…and perhaps that should have been my cue to start thinking about such a thing 😂

As of late June 2024 CE, there are nearly 2600 fics in the AO3 Hosie tag and I’ve been reading since the latter part of 2019…so I’ve probably read ½ to �� of them…

I came up with 7 fics right away, but as I started to make links and such, I realized that 5 of those were incomplete (ongoing, but mostly either rarely updated or, practically speaking, abandoned); I don’t know what it says about me that my “top ten favorite hosie fics of all time” is full of fics that may never be finished.

But in terms of recommendations for reading, I know lots of folks will not want to start reading a work that hasn’t been updated in years and has a high likelihood of never being finished, no matter how amazing it is (or how much someone else liked it). And even for ones that are currently ongoing, it’s possible (though unlikely) that the author could do something crazy to make me hate the fic later on. So I thought I’d spin off all those works that were incomplete into a separate list and come up with 10 favorite finished fics…I could mamage that, right? As I started trying to do that…nope, that’s not done, either; that’s been abandoned 😳 oh, what about that fic? wow, how did I forget that one?! (Like I said, are you trying to kill me?! 😂)

So…to save my life (and to stop spending hours upon hours on this), the end result is about 30 fics all-told, completed and incomplete. (I further subdivided the incomplete fics into those that are updated at least once every few months and those that…aren’t 😢) They’re ordered roughly by time, with the earlier/older fics towards the tops of the lists and the more recent ones (mostly) towards the ends of the lists. Two of the fics on the “Completed” list had promised an epilogue that has never appeared, but you can read the entire story arc, so I think it’s fair to label them as complete.

So without further ado…

Completed:

it's a date (the only problem is it's fake) by avengerskye / @avengerskye

Coffee on Monday, Flowers on Friday by Redezzy

The Missing Piece by intribridsname 

slept next to her but I dreamt of you all summer long by hackingxbiochemist

what you got (cause I want it all) by ToriWritesStories / @toriwritesstories

summer lovin' had me a blast (wait, no, that's just the leaf-blower) by AdeleDazeem

Our Last Life by taengoo1 / @taengooxlove

I'll Never Give Up Hope by O_M_Jee

HM+JS by tellingtouch

Invisible String by luthorbae

Then why's it feel so good? by callipoicepole (Killing Eve AU)

This Is Your Home by Shadowmama55 / @shadowhuntermama

Shivers (A Lifetime of crimes, but the worst was loving you.) by ch8rlie

The Stages of Grief by endgamesonly

'tis the damn season. by wandererghost (complete, though promised epilogue still outstanding)

Lizzie Saltzman, Matchmaker by TheNutcase (complete, though promised epilogue still outstanding)

In-Progress – still updating regularly or at least every few months:

Such Is Our Fate by TheDarkestHour13 / @persevereforahappyending (updated every Friday)

The Power Field by Joho_meh

4 Years, 6 Months, 8 Days by Limon_Skittles

To Know My Heart The Best (You’d Have To Cut It Out My Chest) by mambaregz

Incomplete – rarely updated, on hiatus, or orphaned:

Dive bar on the east side by Bluejay720 (7 chapters to go)

summer rush by sabrinasfadingmoon / @sabrinasfadingmoon (incomplete)

im not gonna let you go so easily by allweseeislight (1 chapter to go 🤞)

'tis the damn season by blckmaqic, LizMikaelson (1 chapter to go 🤞)

Redemption by MysticSlurp (Red Dead Redemption AU, incomplete)

Sad Bedroom Eyes by EvilPenguinRika / @evilpenguinrika (on hiatus)

Hell Hath No Fury by ElegiesEulogizeMe (Ringer AU, 6 chapters to go)

the stages of waking by dandelionlighters / @dandelionlighters (incomplete)

let’s watch it all burn down together by iris_on_the_moon (zombie apocalypse; orphaned)

A number of the authors are no longer active in writing Hosie fics (not surprising in 2024, considering), but many of them (including the authors of the incomplete works I like) have substantial catalogs, so if you read and enjoy one of these, be sure check that author’s list of other works (and of course leave kudos and comments! 🙏)

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If anyone would like to see other fics I’ve enjoyed, there’s the fic recommendation tag here on my tumblr that captures a few from the last couple of years, and I also have a few AO3 collections of specific themes/subjects:

Hosie Zombie Apocalypse (HosieZombieApocalypse)

Hosie Summertime Vibes (SummeryHosie)

Hosie Season 2 “What If?” (Hosie_Season_2_What_If)

Hosie Post-Season 4 (Hosie_Post_Season_4)

Sorry I couldn’t get it down to 10, @tribridsireline 😂 But I hope everyone reading finds something new and exciting to read!

[poppyseedxx]

Some interesting Hosie prompts my mind has slowly put together at 3AM. It happens sometimes. Feel free to use. 🥰

• Josie accidentally leaves behind a handwritten spell, and Hope finds it tucked into her book with a scribbled note: “For protection. Please use it.” • While on a mission, Hope and Josie are forced to share a small cabin for the night (whilst arguing about something), and the tension between them is palpable. • Josie feels a familiar presence every time she casts a certain spell, only to discover it’s tied to Hope’s magic. • Josie flinches during a battle, and Hope instinctively shields her with her body, their magic combining in unexpected ways. • They argue about whose plan is better until Josie surprises Hope by taking her hand, magic surging between them to resolve the problem. • Josie starts dreaming of a past life and realizes Hope was there too, always just out of reach. • During a ritual gone wrong, their hands are bound together by a glowing thread that only tightens when they try to pull away. • They find themselves trapped in a magical maze that only reacts when they’re honest with each other. • Josie discovers Hope’s sketchbook filled with drawings of her and asks, “How long have you been doing this?”

• Hope and Josie are sent to investigate a magical anomaly, but the location turns out to be a romantic winter festival.

[bibridlizzie]

Hope x Josie

[hopelesssheaven]

some of my fav wlw ships <3 (not including yellowjackets)

[evilpenguinrika]

As promised: some Hosie doodles because the brain bees demanded for them

[uncleasad]

And the tag from @crescentmarked:

#their arcs are mirrors of each other and i’ll keep saying it

HOSIE + facing their dark sides (2x10 + 4x13)

[uncleasad]

by Uncle Asad (Uncle_Asad)

It’s the Salvatore School’s turn to provide Santa and company for the annual Mystic Falls Christmas parade. When things don’t go according to plan, Lizzie steps in to uphold the school’s reputation and ensure Christmas joy for all the children of Mystic Falls…and chaos ensues, ensnaring Hope, the twins, and their friends. A lighthearted and fun tail of mischief and holiday cheer.

Words: 11,093, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Legacies (TV 2018)

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F

Characters: Hope Mikaelson, Josie Saltzman, Lizzie Saltzman, Milton "MG" Greasley, Ethan Machado, Maya Machado, Jedidiah "Jed" Tien, Pedro (Legacies), Gaby (Legacies), Stefanie Salvatore, Alaric Saltzman, Sheriff Machado (Legacies)

Relationships: Hope Mikaelson/Josie Saltzman, Hope Mikaelson & Lizzie Saltzman, Maya Machado & Hope Mikaelson, Josie Saltzman & Lizzie Saltzman, Gaby & Pedro (Legacies)

Additional Tags: Secret Relationship, Magic Gone Awry, Drunk Alaric Saltzman, Bad Parent Alaric Saltzman, Christmas Parade. Visiting Santa Claus, Mischief, Implied Relationships, Mystery Character(s), Pets, Hot Chocolate, Mistletoe, Christmas Lights, Christmas Sweaters, A girlfriend for Christmas, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, I feel like there are other things that I need to tag, But I’m not sure what without giving everything away, Because I continue to suck at tagging

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It feels like I might be establishing a tradition of a Hosie winter holidays fic—I’m back again this year with a Christmas-themed fic, and like last year, it’s a fluffy, fun romp. This one, though, took me from December 1 to December 22 to write and turned out to be my longest one-shot and my sixth-longest fic overall (both as of today) 😳

Special thanks to @avengerskye, @evilpenguinrika, and @persevereforahappyending for their help and suggestions when I was working on this 🙏

Happy Solstice, Merry Christmas, and/or Happy Holidays to all Hosies! ❄️🎄🎁

[poppyseedxx]

Well... it's been a while Tumblr, but I'm back with a finished Hosie fic. I was safe on AO3 for a long time, but since I'm exposing myself here again, I truly hope the chaos of ship wars have settled. Just to spare myself from any remaining drama, I'm only adding Hosie-related tags.

THIS IS MY FIRST COMPLETED HOSIE WORK.

[fandoms--fluff]

Hello sorry to bother you can you do of baby Mikaelson we’re hope she takes her to the school with her because ther parents are doing something’s .

Mine

Flufftober, October 23rd

Baby female Mikaelson reader x Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: None

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"You're going to have so much fun here, Y/n/n" Hope tells you as she walks with your one year old self in her arms around the school's hallways. You giggle in return, snuggling into her shoulder as you watch all the scenery and students pass by.

As everyone passes, most of them give you and Hope weird looks, never seeing Hope with a baby before. But Hope pays no mind to them, instead going along her way down to the library where she's meeting Josie and Lizzie.

When she steps into the library, she immediately spots the Gemini twins. Josie's sitting on one side of the couch and Lizzie in an arm chair. No one else seems to be in the library which makes Hope lighten up a little more on her grip on you. She wants to make sure nothing happens to you, and the less people around, the better she thinks. Especially at the school where apparently no one likes to keep to their selves and own business.

"Hi girls" She says sitting next to Josie on the couch. They both respond back and Josie's the first to acknowledge you when you peek your face out of where it was nuzzled into Hope's neck

"And you must be Y/n. You're so cute" Josie's face scrunches up in cuteness as you smile up at her. You usually don't like people outside of your family, especially when you have time with Hope, but it's clear you're taking an interest in the brunette siphoner.

Hope smiles at your reaction and how you're seemingly interested in Josie. "You want to hold her?" She asks her.

"Really? Yeah, please, if you don't mind" Josie lights up while lizzie just watches with her head tilted at the interaction. Josie has always loves babies, weirdly, so she's not going to step in at the moment.

"Of course not, here we go" Hope lifts you into Josie's arms and lap. She takes care in how you react to being switched over to someone else's arms, and you're not fudding so she let her grip go on you and sit back down.

"Hi, Y/n. My name is Josie, and the other girl over there is my sister, Lizzie" Josie points to Lizzie sitting in the armchair a couple feet away.

Your eyes follow where Josie points to the blond siphoner and do a little wave like you've seen your sister do many times before. "Hi" Lizzie says awkwardly.

Hope chuckles at the blonde, "You okay Lizzie?" "Yeah, sure, she's not gonna cry right?" Lizzie looks back to where Josie is playing patty cake with you. You're a giggling mess in the new girl's lap. You really like her. She's way better than the other people your Mama and Dada have introduced to you before, at least from what you can remember of those people.

"No, she won't. She's not really a crier all that much" Hope answers Lizzie as she watches you have fun with the brunette. "That's....good. What are you doing?" Lizzie asks her sister from where she was making funny faces and you burst out laughing.

"I'm not sure how to respond to that. Making funny faces?" Josie turns to her sister confused. You follow, turning to the blonde and tilt your head to the side in confusion.

You then reach out your arms, hands in a grabby motion. "What?" Lizzie's face goes blank. Josie rolls her eyes and turns to Hope for permission. The auburn nods her head in answer and Josie gets up and carefully places you on Lizzie's lap.

"Oh, no, no, no. You see I'm not good with babies. What are you doing? Oh okay uh what do I do?" Lizzie's eyes widen as you reach up and grab her hair into your tiny hands, feeling the softness of it.

"It's alright Lizzie, no need to freak out. She's just trying to get to know you is all" Hope tries to reassure her. "Okay, okay, I'll just stay like this and, yeah you're good, go ahead" Lizzie says as you lean against her chest, her hair still clutched in your fists.

Hope and Josie chuckle as Lizzie get's used to you. And eventually you end up starting to doze off in her arms.

"I think it's time for me and Y/n to go up to my room" Hope says, getting up from beside Josie. "Alright, no problem, we'll see you later?" Josie says. "Yeah, of course" Hope responds before she bends over to take you from Lizzies lap.

When she tries to pick you up from the blonde, your grasp on tighter to the girl's hair. "Ouch, quite a grip she's got" Lizzie winces as her hari gets pulled again.

"Yeah, sorry about that" Hope says in sympathy before prying your hands away from her hair. "There we go" She brings you into her arms, you pouting from being pulled away from Lizzie.

You settle down again once your cuddled against your sister's chest, nuzzling into the warmth radiating off of her. "Bye, girls" Hope smiles before walking to the exit of the library.

As she takes you upstairs, you start to whine, getting cranky. "I know, I know you're tired, we'll be at my dorm in just a minute. And then we can get all comfy and take a nap." Hope rubs her hand up and down your back.

Once you guys are in her room and she sits down on her bed with you still nuzzled into her chest, you start giggling. "What's so funny, huh?" She chuckles.

"Mine" You say one garbled word, grasping onto her shirt tighter than Lizzie's hair. "Yeah, I'm yours. I'm your big sister" She places a kiss on the top of your head.

You started talking a couple months ago, a few words here and there. Which was surprising to your guys' parents when you said your first word a couple days before your first birthday. The word being 'Kol' because of your uncle spending so much time with you to make sure your first word is his name. Which was one of his priority weird main goals. But at least it was a harmless one.

"You want wolfie?" She asks, leaning over to grab your stuffed wolf. You look up at her and nod. "Here you go" She places the wolf in your arms, which you snuggle with immediately before cuddling back into Hope's chest.

That's how you guys stay for the rest of the afternoon, Hope taking a nap with you. There is assignments for classes she should be really doing instead, but it can wait for the last minute. She'd rather prioritize you and spend time with you. Especially since the classes are rather boring anyways.

You guys don't wake up until dinner time, eating all the ice cream for dessert. Which is something she will not be telling her parents about because she doesn't really feel like being reprimanded for feeding you too much sugar.

[uncleasad]

…when Legacies first(?) confirmed we were not, in fact, imagining things 😍

Have you even noticed how pleased the rest of your family seems with this reality?

[hopelesssheaven]

me bcuz i need hosie back rn

[evilpenguinrika]

Rika's Hosie Fics Priority Update List

I'm purely writing this post out so I don't have to keep repeating myself in the author's notes or replies to comments about why certain fics haven't been updated or when they'll be updated again.

I'm also not writing this post because I'm not grateful for all the support and love from Hosies on my fics--I'm incredibly grateful and appreciative to the Hosies out there who read and love my silly little stories, but it's just that...

I'm tired. I'm not a ""content creator"" or a robot. I'm just a dork writing fanfic for fun because it's been a hobby of mine since I was thirteen. And sometimes things happen that make me not want to update a fic anymore, and I just can't do anything about that sadly. And I'm truly sorry that some of my fics have not been updated in a while as well, there's nothing more I'd love to do than to update some of them because of the initial passion and excitement for them, but I can't bring myself to do that, not now anyway, so I hope this clears up a few things, no matter how vague.

Anyway, my fic priority update list will have 3 categories, High Priority, Mid Priority, and Low Priority. High being I have a consistent update for it, and low being a mystery because I honestly can't look at those fics without wanting to throw a pillow at the wall. Mid is just very sporadic updates whenever I see fit or whatever.

Edit 3/24/2024: I updated my priority list to include my Hosie FFXIV series in Mid Priority.

Edit 5/8/2024: I updated my priority list to include my Hosie Candela Obscura AU in Mid Priority

Edit 9/9/2024: Hosie FFXV AU fic has been moved from Low Priority to Mid Priority

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High Priority Update

We're Reckless and in Danger

Mid Priority Update

Hosie: Warriors of Light Series

The Circle of The Golden Key

Won't You Stand By Me

Legacysong

Low Priority Update

Sad Bedroom Eyes

Terra

photo gallery meme

Challenger Would Like To Battle

[mikaelsonincorrectquotes]

Lizzie: You need a hobby.

Hope: I have a hobby.

Lizzie: Creating scenarios in your head of you and Y/n are together isn’t a hobby.

Hope: You’re right. It’s a profession and I excel at my job.

[uncleasad]

In one of these lifetimes, I will one day finish a fic relevant to this theme.

I`d  find you, and i`d choose you.

- Kiersten White

[girlkisser13]

the legacies ladies having a crush on you would include

elizabeth "lizzie" saltzman

• lizzie is bold and confident in showing her interest, not shying away from flirting or expressing her feelings for you directly.

• she’d pay close attention to your likes and dislikes, trying to impress you by incorporating those details into conversations or gestures.

• lizzie shows immense support for your goals and achievements, but with a competitive edge, trying to match or outdo you in activities or achievements.

• she would use humor and playful banter as a way to flirt, blending her sharp wit with genuine affection.

• lizzie will get jealous if she sees you with someone else, reflecting her strong feelings and her desire for your attention.

"hi y/n!" lizzie's voice rang out as she approached you and the new student. her smile was sweet, but her eyes were anything but.

"hi, lizzie!" you greeted, feigning obliviousness. "i was just showing this person around. they’re new."

"yeah," the new student added, "they’ve been really helpful."

lizzie’s smile tightened. "well, y/n is quite busy. maybe i should take over."

you raised an eyebrow. "it's my job as a tour guide to show new students around. are you jealous, lizzie?"

lizzie’s eyes narrowed. "and what if i am?"

you smirked, turning towards the new student. "do you want to see my favorite part of the school?"

lizzie glanced at you, then back at the new student. "actually, i know a lot about the school too. i can show you some hidden spots."

you smiled, feeling a thrill of anticipation. "great! lead the way, lizzie."

the new student asked you another question, pulling you away slightly. lizzie watched you, her frustration and longing clear. she knew this game had been going on for months, and the fear of making a move was holding you both back.

but maybe, just maybe, your subtle push was what she needed. lizzie squared her shoulders, determined to finally make her feelings known.

hope mikaelson

• she 100% has thousands of sketches of you in her sketchbook that are all drawn from memory.

• she tries to be around you more, engage in playful banter, or tease you in a friendly way.

• hope would show a heightened sense of protectiveness towards you.

• she shares her personal thoughts and vulnerabilities with you, letting you into her world in a way she doesn’t with anyone else.

• hope goes out of her way to do thoughtful things for you, whether it’s helping you with a problem or just being there when you need support.

you were walking down the hallway, lost in thought, when you collided with the resident tribrid. her sketchbook fell to the floor, and pages scattered everywhere. as you bent down to help gather them, you caught sight of some sketches that made your heart skip a beat. there were various sketches of your face and eyes, captured with impressive detail.

"is this… me?" you asked, eyes wide with surprise.

hope’s cheeks turned pink as she nodded, her voice almost a whisper. "yeah. i had to mix five different colors to get the right shade for your eyes."

blushing, you looked at her with a mix of curiosity and flattery. "that’s really cool. what’s this for?"

"it’s for my art class," hope replied quickly, her eyes avoiding yours. "i needed a subject."

you smiled, feeling a warm glow at being chosen. "i’m honored that you picked me."

hope’s gaze softened, and she said, almost too softly for you to hear, "why wouldn’t i? you’re beautiful."

your heart skipped a beat at her words, and you thanked her as you handed her back the sketchbook. just then, the bell rang.

"we should get to class," you said, your voice a bit shaky from the unexpected compliment.

then, with a playful grin, you add, "but seriously, hope, i'll be your muse any day. let me know if you ever need me to model for you."

hope rolled her eyes at you as her blush deepened further. she gives you a shy smile as you walk together to your next class.

josette "josie" saltzman

• josie gets extremely flustered and shy around you, showing signs of nervousness when she’s trying to act natural.

• she would do little things to show she cares, like remembering your favorite things or surprising you with thoughtful gifts or gestures.

• josie seeks out any opportunity to spend time with you, whether it’s through group activities or one-on-one moments.

• she gives you compliments that are more personal and meaningful, rather than just casual remarks.

• josie is very supportive of you, offering help or encouragement whenever you need it and being a good listener.

josie sat nervously at a library table, her textbook open but her focus elsewhere. she glanced at the door every few moments, her cheeks flushed with anticipation.

she looked up when she heard the library door creak open for what felt like the hundredth time, and you walked in, smiling warmly as you spotted her.

"hi, josie," you greeted, walking over to her.

josie’s nerves spiked as she managed a shy wave. "hi y/n."

"ready to dive into this?" you asked, taking a seat next to her.

josie nodded vigorously, though she was clearly flustered. "yeah, definitely."

as you both started discussing the exam material, josie found it difficult to focus. every time you looked at her or brushed against her hand, her heart raced and her face turned bright red.

you smiled at her, making josie’s heart flutter even more. "this section is tricky, huh?" you said, completely engrossed in the study session.

josie tried to follow along, but her nerves were almost overwhelming. despite her anxiety, she was thrilled to be spending time with you.

by the end of the session, josie managed a shy smile. "thanks for studying with me," she said softly.

you returned the smile, and josie’s heart skipped a beat. "anytime. see you around?"

josie nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "yeah. see you soon."

as you left, josie couldn’t help but smile, her nervousness giving way to a hopeful excitement.

penelope park

• penelope shows a genuine interest in your life, asking questions and remembering the details you share.

• she would be there for you, offering help or advice whenever you need it, and cheering you on in your endeavors.

• she uses light teasing and jokes as a way to interact with you, showing her affection in a fun, playful manner.

• she drops hints and make flirtatious comments, but she would never express her feelings directly because deep down, she’s afraid that you don’t feel the same way.

• if her feelings are strong, she gets a bit nervous and flustered around you, especially in more personal or intimate moments.

you were busy hanging a string of lights when penelope breezed over, a playful smirk on her lips. "careful with those," she teased, her eyes twinkling. "we wouldn’t want you to make this place look like a christmas disaster."

you glanced up at her, feigning concern. "oh, i’m sure i’ll manage. unless, of course, someone were to help me."

penelope raised an eyebrow, her cheeks warming slightly. "and what makes you think i’d be interested in helping?"

you took a step closer, lowering your voice. "well, if you help me out, maybe i’ll be convinced that you’re not just here to flirt with everyone."

penelope’s eyes widened just a fraction as she inched closer, clearly intrigued. “and what if i do help you?"

you smiled, leaning in so close that your voices mingled. "then i’ll get to see if your charm is as effective up close as it is from afar."

before she could reply, lizzie’s voice rang out from across the gym. "hey, can you two get back to work? we’re on a tight schedule here!"

penelope’s blush deepened as she abruptly turned away, focusing intently on the decorations. you watched her with a smirk, the brief moment of connection now interrupted but definitely memorable.

[onegayastronaut]

The Forgotten Heir (Hope Mikaelson x R)

Requested by anon: Could I please request an imagine about being raised with the Saltzman twins and Caroline and Alaric loving you like parents but the twins both kinda fancy you and Alaric introduces you to Hope (you get along with her like a house on fire) when one day you get very ill and discover you're the first of an unknown extremely powerful supernatural? Ty

Words: 1577

The Saltzman house was always lively, chaotic in the most comforting way. From a young age, you had grown used to the constant banter between Lizzie and Josie, their wildly different personalities creating a vibrant energy that made every day feel like an adventure. Alaric Saltzman had taken you in when you were just a toddler, explaining that you had been left at the door of the Salvatore School with no explanation, no note, and no trace of your origins. Caroline, always the maternal force of the household, had been the one to insist they keep you.

You’d grown up with the twins, sharing everything from toys to teenage angst. They were your sisters in every way that mattered, except for one inconvenient truth—as the years passed, both Lizzie and Josie began to see you as more than just family. Their affections were subtle at first: Lizzie's extra attention during school events, Josie’s lingering glances during movie nights. It created a tension you couldn’t quite name but felt in your core.

Still, your life was good—as normal as it could be for someone raised in a world teeming with supernatural beings. Alaric was your guiding light, a mix of father and mentor who ensured you knew how to defend yourself against the dangers lurking in Mystic Falls. Caroline balanced him out with her warmth, always there to remind you to embrace the human moments, even in a life surrounded by magic.

One day, Alaric introduced you to someone new: Hope Mikaelson. The tribrid was everything you weren’t—confident, sharp, and fully aware of her place in the supernatural world. From the moment you met, the two of you connected effortlessly. She understood things about you that no one else did, especially your unease about your origins. Around her, you felt seen in a way that was hard to describe.

You and Hope became inseparable, much to the twins’ chagrin. Lizzie, ever dramatic, rolled her eyes whenever Hope was around, though you caught the flashes of jealousy in her gaze. Josie, quieter but no less affected, would retreat into herself whenever Hope visited, the hurt in her eyes unmissable. You tried to navigate the delicate balance, but it was becoming increasingly difficult.

It started with a fever—a searing heat that no spell or potion could ease. One moment, you were sparring with Hope in the training yard, and the next, you were collapsing to the ground, the world spinning as your body betrayed you. Panic erupted around you as Alaric and Hope carried you into the infirmary, their faces pale with fear.

Days turned into weeks, and your condition only worsened. The fever gave way to strange symptoms: bursts of uncontrollable energy that shattered glass and sent objects flying, a glowing mark that appeared on your forearm, pulsating with an otherworldly light. The school’s witches tried every spell they knew, but nothing worked. Even Josie, whose magical prowess was unmatched, was at a loss.

“What’s happening to me?” you whispered one night, your voice weak as you looked up at Alaric. He sat by your bedside, exhaustion etched into his face.

“I don’t know,” he admitted, his voice thick with emotion. “But we’re going to figure it out. I promise.”

It was Hope who finally uncovered the truth. She had spent days poring over ancient texts, refusing to rest until she found answers. One evening, she burst into your room, a thick leather-bound book in her hands.

“You’re not sick,” she said, her eyes alight with urgency. “You’re awakening.”

“Awakening?” you echoed, confusion and fear warring in your chest.

Hope nodded, flipping open the book to a faded illustration of a figure surrounded by swirling energy. “You’re something called a Primordial. According to this, you’re the first of your kind—a being that predates all supernatural species. Witches, vampires, werewolves… they all descended from something. And that something is you.”

The room fell silent as her words sank in. You stared at the illustration, your heart pounding. It explained so much—your unexplained abilities, the way you’d always felt like an outsider, even in a world full of supernatural beings.

“But why now?” Josie asked, her voice trembling. She stood in the corner, her arms wrapped around herself. “Why is this happening now?”

Hope’s expression darkened. “The book says Primordials awaken when the balance of the supernatural world is threatened. Something big is coming, and they—whoever ‘they’ are—will be looking for you.”

The revelation changed everything. Your illness was no longer a mystery, but it was far from over. As the days passed, your powers continued to grow, each new ability more unpredictable than the last. One moment, you were summoning fire with a flick of your hand; the next, you were freezing entire rooms with a thought. It was exhilarating and terrifying in equal measure.

Through it all, the Saltzmans and Hope stood by your side. Lizzie, despite her jealousy, became fiercely protective, snapping at anyone who dared question your place in the school. Josie, ever the healer, worked tirelessly to help you control your powers. And Hope… Hope was your anchor, the one who kept you grounded when the weight of your new reality threatened to crush you.

One night, as you sat on the roof of the Salvatore School with Hope, staring out at the star-filled sky, you finally let yourself ask the question that had been haunting you.

“What if I can’t control this?” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “What if I hurt someone?”

Hope turned to you, her gaze steady. “You’re not going to hurt anyone. And even if you do… we’ll figure it out. You’re not alone in this.”

Her words brought a lump to your throat. For so long, you’d felt like an anomaly, a question mark in a world that demanded answers. But with Hope, with the Saltzmans, you weren’t just a mystery to be solved. You were family.

The next day brought a new challenge. Alaric called you to his office, his expression unreadable as he placed a map on the desk. It showed Mystic Falls and the surrounding areas, marked with strange symbols that glowed faintly in the dim light.

“These markings have been appearing,” he said, tapping one of the glowing spots. “Ley lines converging, strange energy readings. It’s all connected to your awakening. Something—or someone—is amplifying these disturbances.”

“You think they’re looking for me?” you asked, your stomach knotting.

“I’m sure of it,” Alaric replied. “We need to investigate, but it’s dangerous. I want you to stay here while we figure it out.”

Before you could protest, Hope stepped forward. “If they’re looking for them, they’ll come here eventually. Waiting isn’t a plan; it’s a trap. Let us help.”

Alaric hesitated, then nodded. “Fine. But we do this carefully.”

That night, you, Hope, and the twins ventured into the woods surrounding Mystic Falls. The air felt electric, charged with a palpable energy that made the hairs on your neck stand on end. As you approached the first marked spot on the map, a circle of stones etched with glowing runes came into view.

“This is it,” Lizzie whispered, her voice uncharacteristically subdued.

Before anyone could respond, the air shimmered, and a figure stepped out of the shadows. Cloaked in black, their face obscured, they radiated power.

“The Primordial,” the figure said, their voice echoing unnaturally. “You should not exist.”

“Well, I do,” you shot back, surprising even yourself with the defiance in your tone.

The figure raised a hand, and a surge of energy erupted from their palm. Instinctively, you threw up your own hand, a shield of light materializing just in time to deflect the attack. The force sent you stumbling, but Hope was at your side in an instant, her eyes glowing with tribrid power.

“You’ll have to get through all of us,” she growled.

The battle that ensued was nothing short of chaos. Lizzie and Josie combined their magic to form barriers and counterattacks, their sibling synergy unmatched. Hope transformed into her hybrid form, her strength and ferocity turning the tide in your favor. But it was you who delivered the final blow. Summoning every ounce of your newfound power, you unleashed a wave of energy so intense it shattered the runic circle and sent the figure flying.

As the dust settled, the figure vanished, leaving behind only an ominous warning: “You cannot stop what is coming.”

In the aftermath, you stood in the clearing, your body trembling from the exertion. Hope placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, her eyes filled with pride and concern.

“You did it,” she said softly. “You saved us.”

“But at what cost?” you whispered, staring at the destroyed circle. “They’re still out there. And they’ll come back.”

“And we’ll be ready,” Alaric said, stepping into the clearing with reinforcements from the school. “You’re not alone in this.”

Later that night, as you sat by the fire with the Saltzmans and Hope, a sense of calm washed over you. For the first time in weeks, the fear and uncertainty felt manageable. You weren’t just a Primordial. You were part of something bigger—a family that would stand by you, no matter what.

And as the flames crackled and the stars shone overhead, you allowed yourself to hope. For the battles yet to come. For the family you’d found. For the strength to face whatever was coming next.