#hope mikaelson x ryan clarke

[bittwitchy]

LEGACIES (2018—2022) Fate’s a Bitch, Isn’t It?

[fandoms--fluff]

Attempted Sneak Out

Female ancient vampire reader x Ryan Clarke

Summary: Ryan attempts to sneak out and leave but you find him first and get the truth out of him and why he wanted to go. Which ends in comfort and cuddles.

Warnings: mentions of murder, swearing, think that's all

a/n: there's so little Ryan Clarke fics, so I decided to write one

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You follow Ryan, as he is currently trying to sneak out of the school. You vamp in front of him when he gets to the door, “And where do you think you’re going?” You asked, sounding as if you were talking to your kid.

Well, you did have to give this same speech last week to MG and Kaleb, so you’ve had good practice, supposedly. Also, from being the closest thing Hope has to a mother (And that can be a handful itself at times).

“Oh y/n, I-I was just, you know going to star gaze-“ you cut him off before he can finish his horrible excuse of a lie, “I’m going to stop you right there before you hurt your case more.” You say, amused by his attempt at getting out of the glare you’re giving his way. You swear he’s been picking up on the excuses all of the kids use to get out of things. They seriously need to brainstorm excuses better, so it at least sounds believable.

“Come on, let’s go back to my room and have a talk.” You lead him up a couple cases of stairs before turning to the right and opening the door to your room. You lead him inside and shut the door, locking it, making sure not to be loud and wake up any of the students, especially the younger ones.

You nod over to your bed, telling him to sit as you rummage through one of your desk drawers. Pulling out a sage stick, casted to make sure no one can hear you guys talk. You start burning it and place it on the top of your dresser, beside a cd player. (Yes, you still use one, you took a lot of Damon’s old cd’s from the 90’s before they rebuilt the boarding house into a school).

Turning back around to face Ryan, you crossed your arms. “Funny thing. When I was checking in on Hope and the twins, making sure they were actually asleep, I heard you coming out of this room and trying to leave before anyone woke up. And where did you think I was, if not in here? I mean come on, at least try and be a little more sneaky next time you ultimately try and fail to sneak out” you lectured him, getting his eyes to widen a bit.

 (The reason you were checking in on the three girls is because they’re all having a sleepover – for once all getting along. You also managed to get Hope to turn her humanity back on by showing her memories of when she was little and of her parents. Mostly her dad because you’ve known him for longer than anyone may think)

“I don’t know, I just thought you were in the library or getting some blood or something” he mumbled out.

“Why did you try to sneak out in the first place? It’s not like we were torturing you.” You question him.

He looks down at your heeled boots, trying to get out from answering the question. If he tells you why, then he’ll look like a-a freak or even worse, too weak to help everyone. But he guesses that ship has already sailed, considering he got caught while trying to leave them.

You see a look in his eyes and walk closer, placing a finger under his chin and gently tilting his head up so he faces you. “What’s wrong?” Gently speaking and softening your face with concern, you ask him.

He thinks about, what is wrong? But decides to shake his head instead, because if you knew what he wants then you will most definitely be disgusted and never talk to him ever again.

He doubts your ways of noticing, and you can see right through him. “You can tell me, no need to be embarrassed” you gently speak to him. “I don’t know, I-I feel, I don’t know. Your gonna think I’m a freak” he murmurs out, going though his feelings in his head and finally slipping up to you.

“I don’t think I will, trust me, I’ve been in much worse situations to think someone or something is freaky” you sit down beside him, crossing your legs. “I mean seriously, have you forgotten about ‘the all mighty Necromancer, the cursed king of the underworld’. Now that dude, he was definitely freaky” You say, making him lightly smile.

Not knowing how to say what he wants to, instead he leans over and hugs you tightly. You pause for a second, not expecting him to do this. Shortly after, you bring your arms up and tightly wrap them around his body in return. Thinking for a second, you realize this makes so much sense. The way he’s been looking at you and how he acts whenever he’s around you, it all pieces together.

“Uh- s-sorry” Ryan stutters out, pulling away from the embrace. His eyes darted to across the room, focusing on a picture of you and Kol at the bar in the mystic grill from when he got un-daggered in 2011, pinned on a cork board.

“Hey, it’s okay, Hun” you start to reassure him. You bring up a hand and place it on his shoulder comfortingly.

“I haven’t ever felt like this before” he mumbles.

“It feels weird, doesn’t it? Like you don’t want anyone to know that you can be vulnerable” you speak softly, soothing him. He nods, “Yeah, exactly like that.”

You slowly pull away from him and sit, leaning against the headboard of your bed. You lightly smile and nod, showing him to come over to you. Carefully moving over towards you, he sits down, nervousness taking over.

“No need to feel nervous, Sweetie.” You wrap your arm around him and press a light kiss on top of his head.

In return, feeling the comfort and love radiating off of you (more than he has already), he lays his head on you, nuzzling his head against your collarbone. He can smell the lingering soft scent of your coconut and hibiscus perfume still on from earlier today.

Bringing your other arm up, you also wrap it around Ryan, pulling him closer. Letting him know it’s safe and you’re here for him, even if he hasn’t seemed to realize It before.

Now that half his body is basically on top of you, you start to play with the soft curls of his hair. “I never knew someone like you can be so nice” he tells you quietly.

“A vampire?” he nods. “Well, I’ve had a bunch of practice dealing with Mystic Falls drama. Literally from the start, when vampires were first created. I’ve also had to deal with Hope’s dad and his mask of not needing anyone there for him. And I still have her uncle, Kol that still does stupid shit (he’s the one in that photo you were looking at), but he’s, my family. Just like Hope is. I could never change that” you explain to him.

“So, I’m always going to be here for you. Plus, if an asshole deserves it, I of course send them to death like that” you snap your fingers, making him chuckle. “And maybe sometimes I’ll indulge in some of the killing activities with Kol, but shh” you say, holding a finger up to your lips.

He smiles up at up at you, “I could get used to this, even with that headmaster” he says, referring to Alaric’s aggravating attempts to fix problems his way (which lets be real, never works out).

“Good, just know if you need someone to talk to or even just lay and cuddle with, I’m always here, okay Sweetie?” You reassure him.

“Okay” He says and nuzzles back into the warmth beaming off of you. Happy to be with someone who actually cares for a change.

[bittersweetremains]

[maidmerrymint]

A ryan clarke x hope mikaelson fanfiction. They had such good chemistry in legacies.

[lesbiansaltzman]

TVDU (The Vampire Diaries Universe) SHIP BRACKET

ROUND 1, BATTLE 2: Holarke (Hope Mikaelson x Ryan Clarke, Legacies) VS Forwood (Caroline Forbes x Tyler Lockwood, The Vampire Diaries)

[dd122004dd]

RYAN CLARKE:

Originally posted by weak-hero

Little Witch - 1 & 2  (Completed)

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Witch!Reader

Genre: Angst with eventual fluff and a happy ending.

Summary: Ryan Clarke finally met someone to love him, a place of solace in his turbulent world. But what will happen when Malivore finds out about his son’s love? Will they ever get to be together or will they wither away apart? (Set in pre-puddle Malivore time + modern era)

Painting a New Beginning

Pairing: Human!Ryan Clarke x Painter!Reader

Genre: Pure fluff with a happy ending

Summary: After Ryan Clarke turned human, he began re-building his life in the human world. But, what do humans do when they get bored? They join a painting class!

“I Won’t Forget You.” (Requested)

Paring: Ryan Clarke x Sister!Reader

Genre: Angst with character death

Summary:  Ryan Clarke has grown to be more defiant of Malivore, so as punishment he takes away something precious from him, forever.

Soulmate One-shot Series:

A Soulmate for Christmas

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Heretic!Reader

Genre: Pure angst, no happy ending. (Real tear-jerker if I do say so myself.)

Bond: You’re born with your soulmate’s name on your wrist

Summary: Y/N was a particularly rebellious heretic with a penchant for getting into trouble with Malivore’s monsters. So, what is a girl to do when Hope warns her about a monster in the dungeon? Disregard the warning and visit it, of course!

Bleeding Gold

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Fairy!Reader

Genre: Angst with eventual fluff and a happy ending.

Bond: Eye contact for the first time.

Summary: A soulmate is one of the most revered bonds in the supernatural world, but what happens when your soulmate rejects you? Will you survive? Will he regret his decision? Well, you’ll just have to read and find out.

‘Calm, little one’

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Vampire!Reader

Genre: Fluff with a hint of action (Not THAT kind of action, I meant fighting, get your mind out of the gutter)

Bond: A mark showing the place where your soulmate first touches you

Summary: What happens when you’re an immortal vampire and practically Hope Mikaelson’s foster mother and mated to Ryan Clarke, her enemy? And what happens when you find out he’s your mate right when he’s about to stab Hope with a magical artifact? Chaos ensues, of course.

Rings of Fate

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Human!Reader

Genre: Angst with fluff and a happy ending.

Bond: You’re born with a ring on your finger that changes colors with your soulmate’s mood and turns gold when you meet your soulmate. (Also, IF YOU LIKE A THING YOU SHOULD’A PUT A RING ON IT!)

Summary: What happens when your soul-ring dissipates, signifying your soulmate died, then a few months later your soul-ring re-materializes. Did you get a second soulmate or is resurrection real? Maybe you should’ve paid more attention in Bible class.

The Moon and the Star

Paring: Ryan Clarke x Reader (Medieval Au)

Genre: Slight angst and fluff with a happy ending.

Bond: Eye contact for the first time.

Summary:  Y/N Cavendish is a member of nobility while her soulmate Ryan Clarke is a commoner. Will they ever be able to be together or will their different stations keep them apart?

“Paint me like one of your French Boys.”

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Reader (Rennaisance Au)

Genre: Slight angst and fluff with a happy ending.

Bond: Body swapping.

Summary: Ryan Clarke is on a mission to track down a monster but what  he doesn’t expect to find is his soulmate. He meets her in such circumstances that would leave you clutching your pearls.

The Goddess of my Heart

Pairing: Ryan Clarke x Greek Goddess!Reader

Genre: Pain, torture, punishment and revenge

Bond: Soulmate Bond 

Summary:  Hope Mikaelson tore apart the earth looking for Ryan Clarke but she was in for a big surprise when she finally found him.

[austenslut]

Okay I’m fully shipping holarke now fanfiction and 3 chemistry-filled eps can do things

[novellaquill]

I have a question.

Why is there no Ryan Clarke x Reader fics?

I mean look at this guy!

I see Hope Mikealson x Ryan Clarke but no X readers!

Guys!

Guys!!

This is a serious issue!!

One that needs to be dealt with!

I mean yeah, Landon’s cute...and funny...

But guys! He’s hot!!

And look at my dude in glasses

My heart...it can’t take this....

We need Ryan Clarke x Reader fanfics.

End of story.

[hessafeelsfordayss]

Raise your hand if you ship Hope and Ryan Clarke together! I just wanna see how many of us there are ❤

[oneirataxiahiraeth]

Rendezvous

Pairings : fem!reader x RyanClarke

Warnings : swearing, smut, fingering, Ora (m.), a bit of angst ig, lying, p in v, idk what else

Word count : a little over 1k

Request : Cool so I was wondering if the when your not busy if you could possibly do a ryan Clarke x reader smut maybe like she goes to Salvatore boarding school and is freinds with hope or somthing || @lucciolaraven

…..

You wouldn’t saying you were staring… necessarily. You were just gazing… and occasionally failing to blink. It was totally normal, and it happened to everyone now and then, it wasn’t weird. And if you’re totally non weird normal gazing we’re to be questioned, you’d just say you were zoned out.

He was talking. You hadn’t much interest in what he was saying, mind stuck in other things. How his lips formed certain words and how the pink tint of your chapstick was pressed into the soft flesh of his mouth. It looked natural, and it was barely noticeable. He was explaining himself to Alaric on how another one of your tasks failed, and how he wasn’t the problem. Basically pleading for his life and all you could do was think about how in a way… it was all his fault.

“Fuck” you moaned, his hand covering your mouth, keeping you quiet as you squirm against his touch. You back pressed into his chest, his other hand settled in your panties as his fingers continuously buried themselves in your warm cunt.

“Shhh, don’t want to get caught now do we?” He whispered in your ear, teeth nibbling at your earlobe. Your hand grinding against his fingers, pushing him deeper as his fingers pumped into you a bit faster. You can’t clenching his fingers, your fingers squeezing the arm across your body, in need to hold on to something as you felt that immense pressure threatening to flood through you.

Everyone was standing around the office, bummed looks on their faces as they lost yet another battle. Everyone looking for someone to pin the blame on. Hope shaking her head as she regretting even talking everyone into letting him go. You said it was a bad idea, and she should’ve listened to you. Lizzie and Caleb giving him a glare so deadly that you weren’t entirely sure looks couldn’t kill.

The whole super squad waiting to hear the sentencing of Ryan Clarke. You were just waiting for your turn to speak.

“Can anyone vouch for you?” Hope asked, hoping she wasn’t wrong about him, but the disappointment in her voice very apparent.

“I- I uhm,” he was hesitant, eyes flashing to you. He knew what would happen to him if he told the truth. What really happened in that library this weekend. What would happen to both of you.

“Y/N?” Josie spoke up, seeing how his eyes kept slipping over to you. A light blush rushing his cheeks, you blinked out of the slight trance you were in, looking around to the entire room looking at you, waiting for a confirmation of denial.

“… y-yeah, I can vouch.” You spoke softly, avoiding any eye contact with him, but you could easily see the slight smirk appearing on his cherry pink lips. “We were in he library… researching.” You commented, guilt ridden in your voice.

His head leaning against the book shelf, knocking a few onto the ground on the other side of the shelf. Your soft glossy eyes looking innocently up at him as you kitten licked the tip of his cock, collecting the salty taste of his precum on your tongue. His length slick with your spit as you sucked him off until he understood how hard it was to stay silent in certain conditions.

“You’re so good at that.” He groaned lowly, hips bucking into your hand as you squeezed a little harder around him.

You batted your eyelashes at him a few times before taking him back into your mouth, taking as much of him as you could until he was pushing the back of your throat. Your head bobbing along his length, earning a deep groan from his throat. You moan around him, sending shivers down his spin, chest heaving, a light sweat building on his forehead.

“I’m close.” He groaned, a hand resting behind your head, not guiding, but just following as you moved. “Fuck I’m gonna cum.”

“Researching?” Professor Saltzman questioned. Your arms crossed over you chest, nervous habit, as you nodded.

“We cleared our area, found nothing. I uhm, I figured if we found out more about what we were looking for it might give us some ideas.” You nodded.

“And you noticed nothing weird at all?” Dorian asked, trying to wrap his head around the situation.

“Nothing.” You shook your head.

Everyone just looked utterly defeated. No one quiet sure what to say. If they couldn’t blame Clarke then what went wrong?

“So you weren’t answering my texts because you were with him?” Lizzie spoke up, a different tone in her voice. More offended that you would ignore her just because you were with him. She weirdly felt disrespected. Disgusted.

“I didn’t have service…” you lied. Hope narrowing her eyes at you, your heartbeat running rapid, but it felt like only she could hear it.

You and hope had been friends she she first came to this school. You would visit her room every night before bed, brining chocolate chip cookies yours brother would send you that you snuck around so no one would try to take any. You grew to be best friends. Almost inseparable. She asked you to stick with Ryan for the particular mission, for a multitude of reasons. She wanted to watch out for Landon… make sure he didn’t do anything stupid to get himself hurt… and because you could handle him if he were to step out of line. You were the only one she trusted, simply because of your strong dislike that you expressed every time he was brought up into conversation.

She could read you like a book, and right now, she skimming thought the pages trying to decipher why you seemed so… off.

“My service was fine.” Landon shrugged. “Ralph and I were texting back and forth the entire time….”

“Yeah, same…” MG crossed his arms as everyone began to nod in agreement.

“Maybe it was just bad service in the library then.” You cleared your throat.

“Yeah… maybe…” hope hummed, her tone suspicious.

“Oh my fuck, harder.” You moaned, the pads of your fingers digging into his back as he pounding into you. You stomach clenching tighter as you felt the pressure building in your cunt.

“God, your so tight.” He grumbled, thrusting into you with a bit more force than before.

You buried your face in the crook of his neck, muffling your moans as you committed the worst of sins. Legs wrapped around his waist, keeping him closer and allowing him to fuck into you at a deeper angle. His hips stuttering as he tried keeping his pace up.

You were slurring your words together in praising moans, absolutely disconnected from reality, only thing on your mind is the high he was bringing you. Neither of you caring about how loud you were being, or how offtrack you were. You were supposed to be searching for god knows what, and somehow you ended up half naked in a library with the guy you claimed to depose most in the world. Something about how wrong it was fueling your drive.

“Fine.” Alaric let out a defeated sigh after a long moment of silence. Everyone just staring at each other debating on what to do about the situation. “Whatever it was that happened…. We’ll deal with it tomorrow. You all look like hell, I feel like hell, we’re all exhausted. Just go to bed, and try to relax, wind down a bit.” He spoke, standing from his desk.

“Yeah, don’t have to tell me twice.” Caleb scoffed, already moving to walk out of the office.

“Goodnight, Mr.Saltzman.” MG sighed, still bummed that the plan hadn’t worked the way you all desperately needed it to.

Everyone bidding their farewells, before making their way out of the office. Hope still watching you with narrowed eyes as you waited for her in the hall. Ryan walking out before her, eyes connecting, him sending a wink, before hope wrapped her hand around his arm, dragging him over the the corner you were standing in.

“Go ahead” she spoke, crossing her arms as she pushed him towards you. Your heart running rapid once more, fearing for your actual life.

“W-what?” Your body stiffened.

“What really happened today? I heard your heartbeat in their, y/n, you weren’t telling the truth. Something else happened in the library, didn’t it?”

“Fuck Clarke, I’m so close.” You cried, eyes fluttering closed as you felt your demise coming.

“I can fucking feel you, sweetheart.” He groaned.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You crossed your arms.

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Why does it sound like your accusing me of something?” You scoffed.

“We’ve been friends for years, y/n, I can easily see through your bullshit.” Her eyes rolled, her arms crossing. Ryan watching in absolute awe of how the two of you mirrored each other. The way you spoke, the faces you made with you were angry, the way you stood with you arms crossed.

“There’s no bullshit to see through.”

You moaned out his name as your cunt convulsed around his cock, your hips jerking forward as you came around him. His stroke slow and deeper as he found himself following you in you pathetic attempts to keep your composure.

“You sound so hot with my name in your mouth.” He groaned, as you both came down from your highs. Heavy eyelids, and mind still spinning back into place.

He made sure you were ready before pulling out of you, earning a high pitched whimper at the loss of warmth. Both of you still trying to keep your breathing controlled. For a second his eyes caught yours and something came over both of you. Your lips connected, softly, moving in perfect sync. What started as a mistake and just purely out of lust, turned into something a little bit more. His hand wrapping around your neck, as you moaned a bit more into the kiss.

You two didn’t stop until the loud bang sounding off in the hallway. You broke apart, pausing for a moment in fear before hearing the more terrific screech sound in your entire life. The ceiling shaking, and books began to fall off of the shelves. Both of you immediately began to put yourselves back together before heading out of the library as quickly as you could. Everyone already running down the hall, hope grabbing your hand, dragging you along to keep you at her pace as you frantically asked what was going on.

“I can hear your heartbeat, y/n, your lying… about something.”

“Or maybe I’m just super freaked out about what happened today?” You scoffed. You hated lying to hope. But you had no idea how she would’ve reacted to what happened in the library today.

“Fine. Ryan-” her head whipped to the wide eyed mud man. “What happened today, and if you lie to me, I’ll kill you.” She spoke.

“Hope.” You spoke sternly.

“Go on, Clarke.” She ignored you. His eyes flashed nervously between you and the hybrid.

“It’s exactly what she said happened, hope.” He spoke.

“Do you want to die?”

“Not really…” he cleared his throat. “I’m telling the truth.” He sighed.

“Fine.” She grumbled. “I’ll find out what your hiding.” Her gaze turned back to you. “We both know I will.”

“I hope you find what you’re looking for.” Your eyes rolled, pushing past the redhead.

She was no doubt going to find out. You couldn’t hide anything from her. And when she found out, your were going to be ten times past screwed.

[rhcenyra]

HOPE MIKAELSON APPRECIATION WEEK 🐺🩸🖤

DAY FIVE –  humor

bonus:

[bittwitchy]

LEGACIES (2018—2022) Fate’s a Bitch, Isn’t It?

[redhairedwolfwitch]

You're a Long Way from Home - Legacies x Noralise!Daughter!Reader

I Thought You'd Be Happier to See Me

B/m/n = biological mother’s name

A/n: Y/n and Hope reputation era incoming...

"Ugh, you again. Keep your mouth shut." Hope threatened, as she approached a house that had you raising an eyebrow in wonder.

"Where the hell are we?" You asked, but your question went unheard as Hope knocked at the door.

"I second that, where the bloody hell are we?" Mary-Lou asked, glancing around for any indication of where Hope had drove to, as you teleported after her.

"Hi, Clarke-y." Hope smiled as Ryan Clarke opened the door.

"Hope? Y/n? This is a weird time." Clarke stammered, carefully holding the door open as Hope scoffed.

"Yeah, you have no idea. Invite me in?"

"You've got to be kidding me." "Him again." Your mothers muttered to each other, done looks on their faces at seeing Ryan Clarke again.

Clarke made a noise as he spotted your warning look, frowning before a woman appeared to see who was at the door.

"And who are these... lovely creatures?"

"Uh, old friends... who were, just leaving." Clarke replied, giving Hope a look whilst you tried to ignore how the woman wrapped her arms around Clarke.

"I used to date his brother. And she, is my best friend."

Nora quirked an eyebrow of amusment as Hope hesitated before calling you her 'best friend'.

You gave Hope a pulled smile at that, ready to stick your tongue out if you weren't so afraid Hope would rip it out.

"-come in!" was all of the conversation you caught, grimacing slightly as Hope was invited into the house, but you followed, intrigued about what was going on.

///

"Congrats, you're an orphan and an only child!" Hope sarcastically cheered, whilst you gazed upon the different breakfast options the woman, who turned out was called Trudy, had prepared.

"If you can't tell already, her humanity is off. Fully activated Tribrid in the house." You deadpanned, falling silent as Trudy walked in with a tray of tea.

"Subtle as a hand grenade." Nora chuckled, leaving B/m/n to roll her eyes, muttering to herself about how you got that from Nora and Mary-Lou.

"You're going to help me, or I kill the skirt." Hope replied, staring at Clarke, who gave you a look of 'do something!'.

Fiddling with your ring, you blanked out Hope talking to Trudy, until you glanced up and Hope was yellow eyes and fanged at her neck, your hand reaching out with soft red glow, leaving Hope to wince.

///

Rolling your eyes, you watched as Hope got in the car, Clarke having denied her offer to go with her.

"Aren't you going with her?" Clarke asked, gesturing to how Hope had rolled down the window to eye your form.

"If the lady demands it." You replied, walking around to slip into the passenger seat.

"And what are we supposed to do now?" "Well, it's not like we can drive a car after them!" B/m/ replied, waiting for fate to guide them after the two of you.

///

"What are you doing, Hope?" You asked, staring at the road as Hope's eyes drifted to you.

"Debating whether biting you is worth it." Hope's eyes glowed yellow for a moment fangs protruding from her gums whilst her hand moved from the gearshift to your chin, as you glared at her.

"I don't have fangs, but I will bite you if you do that again." You threatened, but Hope just smirked, removing her hand as you whacked it away.

"Kinky. Didn't think the Angel could be so dirty."

"Then maybe you shouldn't underestimate me." You replied, staring out at the wing-mirror as you felt your cheeks heat up.

You were secretly hoping your mothers didn't hear that conversation.

///

You raised an eyebrow at Hope's antics, not really sure how to stop any of it as Clarke appeared from his workplace with his things in a box.

///

"Can you please stop making everything worse?" Clarke replied, but you snorted with laughter in the backseat, since Hope had made you move when she got Clarke to come along on the trip.

"What do you seriously expect right now?" You replied, leaning back to zone out as Hope talked, then threw Clarke's phone out the window.

///

"I guess my old code still works. But, that'll only get us so far." Clarke admitted as he opened the door to the Triad Data Facility. holding it open for Hope and yourself, "supposedly, there's some sort of elaborate security system. We'll need to find a way to sneak into the records room without drawing too much attention."

"Don't draw attention, got it." Hope replied, before pulling the fire alarm.

"I don't know what you expected, Hope's never been one for subtle." You deadpanned as Clarke began to panic, and Hope walked on ahead.

You sighed as Hope took out the werewolf, with both her and Clarke taking the vampire security out as well.

"Is she just going to stand there?" "She's never killed anyone, if you think about it really..." Your mothers debated to themselves, noticing how you gazed over the defeated security that Triad had in place.

///

Standing on the balcony, you grimaced as Hope released the argus, quickly texting whoever was at the top of your last messages before Hope could stop you.

"At least she got a warning out." "Question is, who was her last text to?" B/m/n replied before Nora pointed out the obvious, who had you texted?

///

Resting your head against the glass of the car window, you watched as Clarke pointed out all he ever wanted was a human life, then when Hope called him pathetic, Clarke pointed out what Hope had left behind when she became tribrid.

"We both know you could have compelled me to come with you. Y/n does too. But you didn't. Because you wanted me to make the same choice you did. Because I'm not the person you were really trying to convince, and it's not Y/n either. Y/n's a walking reminder of your humanity, yet you keep her around so you know how to act, the opposite of her. Somewhere in there, some part of you knows what you're doing is wrong. Don't open the book. Go home. Before you do something you can't come back from." Clarke replied, turning away to head to Trudy's house and try get her back.

"Even a humanity less Hope Mikaelson has a soft spot..." B/m/n hummed to herself, but Nora and Mary-Lou exchanged looks, knowing it was most likely something else entirely.

///

"Where next?" You enquired, climbing back into the passenger seat as Hope glared, pushing your thigh away from her head before you angled yourself and slipped into the seat easily.

"We're going after the Triad bloodlines." Hope declared, revving the engine before driving away with a smirk.

"Ugh, all this driving makes me nauseous." "We're not even in the car!" Your mothers complained as they watched you and Hope drive away.

///

Someplace Far Away from All This Violence

[jedi-anakin]

LEGACIES (2018—) Fate's a Bitch, Isn't It?

[weak-hero]

All I know is -  it was a summoning ritual. So you cut a deal. With who? It wasn't that long ago but it's just... gone. I can't remember who it was.

[wndrvolturi]

hello everyone! </3 i'm katie (she/her) and this is my new tumblr account. i've had a few different accounts in the past but i needed a fresh start so here i am . . i'm still fairly new to writing and i'd like to practice more so pls leave any requests you may have here. at the moment i'm only writing headcanons, but i'll most likely start writing one-shots too (as soon as possible).

— fandoms and characters i write for ;

T W I L I G H T ;

ARO VOLTURI

JANE VOLTURI

BELLA SWAN

JASPER HALE

ALICE CULLEN

ROSALIE HALE

ESME CULLEN

CARLISLE CULLEN

T V D U ;

ELIJAH MIKAELSON

HOPE MIKAELSON

REBEKAH MIKAELSON

KLAUS MIKAELSON

KOL MIKAELSON

KATHERINE PIERCE

ELENA GILBERT

JOSIE SALTZMAN

RYAN CLARKE

STEFAN SALVATORE

LUCIEN CASTLE

TRISTAN DE MARTEL

AURORA DE MARTEL

M A R V E L ;

LOKI

SYLVIE

HELMUT ZEMO

TONY STARK

WANDA MAXIMOFF

DOCTOR STRANGE

NATASHA ROMANOFF

YELENA BELOVA

BUCKY BARNES

AGATHA HARKNESS

BILLY RUSSO

R I V E R D A L E ;

HIRAM LODGE

CHERYL BLOSSOM

VERONICA LODGE

HERMIONE LODGE

L U C I F E R ;

LUCIFER MORNINGSTAR

CHARLOTTE RICHARDS

CHLOE DECKER

MICHAEL

O T H E R S ;

BEN BARNES, ACTOR

TOM HIDDLESTON, ACTOR

MARGOT ROBBIE, ACTRESS

THE DARKLING, SHADOW AND BONE

KAZ BREKKER, SHADOW AND BONE

YOUNG!SIRIUS BLACK, HARRY POTTER

WREN KINGSTON, PLL

MAX WOLFE, GOSSIP GIRL (2021)

// if you want to make a request for any character or fandom that i didn't mention, feel free to ask but i make no promises </3