#klaus isn’t as scary as he seems

[crazyinluvfix]

DON’T NEED SAVING - a klaus mikaelson oneshot

summary: when klaus brings his girlfriend to meet his family for the first time they don’t exactly welcome her with open arms. namely, rebekah. but as soon as she takes a dagger to her pride she gets ANGRY, and it makes klaus love her even more.

WARNINGS: swearing, depictions of anger / fighting, physical violence ( not domestic )

request: @ranisingsnew

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Klaus swore he would never let his power be dampened by something as frivolous as love - that he’d never be with a woman for more than a fling. He was too good for it. Too strong. Especially to fall for a human.

That was until he met Y/n.

One of his worldly escapades had led him to a place with architecture so beautiful, life so pure, and a certain spark so bold it could capture even him in its wonder.

All of this held his attention so tightly that he didn't even notice what was right in front of him until he hit it. Literally.

His typically sly, dark blue eyes seemed to flash a shade lighter for just a second when he looked up, growing wide at the sight before him. Something even more exquisite and awestriking than the scenery - something he never thought possible. Her.

She looked at him expectantly with an arched eyebrow as his brain practically short-circuited at the smell of the sweet blood beneath her veins.

“I-” he paused. “Sorry, love. Forgive me, I was in my own world,” his stare piercing, gaining back his usual strength after that brief moment of weakness, his signature smirk at home on his lips.

But his face practically dropped in surprise as her’s stayed just as it was; unmoving, unyielding, unimpressed, with arms crossed over her chest as she eyed him up and down.

Klaus felt unusually insufficient under her cold gaze, one that could rival his. He took a step forward, shaking out his shoulders to regain the intimidating presence he was so known for, folding his arms back at her.

“You’re not in a rush, are you?”

The look she gave was incredulous. “That depends, why are you asking?”

This one was feisty, he liked that, he liked a challenge.

His tongue swiped over his teeth with a slight chuckle before speaking again, the lilt in his voice that he used to woo any woman when he wanted to watch them crumble. “I’m new in town, I was hoping you could show me around,” he moved closer, “I’d love to get to know… the place.” A ring-clad hand reached forward to brush a strand of hair from her face.

But she got there before he could.

Her silence was deafening as she mulled the offer over. It wasn’t often that a woman could resist his charms for so long.

“If you’re so desperate to be in my company then fine. You can tag along but I’m not gonna be your little tour guide.”

The stark contrast between her sweet appearance and her fierce attitude was beyond alluring.

Klaus was willing to take anything he could get, feeling more like a lost puppy than he had in over 1000 years, and he was on her leash.

For days he managed to seek her out, every chance he got.

It was a means to an end, the usual end. At least, that’s what he told himself

But the less she fell victim to his charms, the more he was weirdly captured by hers.

Compulsion didn’t seem to work either - did she really make him so weak that he couldn’t perform such a basic function?

Instead, when she got defensive to his advances, it was like she put a spell on him of her own. She wasn’t a witch, but her mind games felt more powerful than any that he had met.

“What do you say we go and get a little drink, huh?” he leaned forward and looked into her eyes, waiting for her pupils to dilate so he could have her right where he wanted her.

“What are you doing?”

Klaus was abruptly taken aback, blinking rapidly as he let out a confused, breathy chuckle. “What do you mean? I’m not doing anything, love,” his eyes never left hers.

“No, that thing with your eyes,” she nodded, dead set on what she saw.

His only instinct was to try again, “You didn’t see anything.”

“There!” she caught it once more, causing him to take a step back; it was safe to say he was completely and utterly perplexed.

“You just did it again! What was that?”

Her eyes seemed to control him instead and he almost stuttered - he never stuttered.

This woman had him - the most powerful man on the planet - wrapped around her tiny little mortal finger.

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She and Klaus had been dating for a few months now. After weeks of his constant flowers, letters, paintings, and smooth talk she finally gave in. He couldn’t help but think she only accepted his efforts because she had wanted a break from trying to resist them, and this is what she thought at first too; that she’d let him win for a little while, maybe a couple of weeks, and then break it off.

But as the months passed, she too fell head over heels for him. Over this short time he had already revealed everything to her about his supernatural world, he trusted her with his life and knew that she wouldn’t say a word. Klaus hadn’t thought his attraction to her could get any stronger, but he was now the most whipped he had ever been. She was more than his usual affair or snack. She was his soulmate, he was sure of it.

But Klaus was a family man through and through, and he felt as if it was finally time for them to meet the love of his immortal life.

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“I will never let anything happen to you, you know that, right?” Klaus turned to look at his beautiful girlfriend who sat calmly in the passenger seat of his car - he seemed more nervous than she did.

I simply rolled my eyes and laughed, he was so protective it almost hurt. “I know, Nik. You’ve told me about a thousand times already.”

He just smiled. “I have. But I just wanted to warn you that they’re not always the most friendly bunch - obviously that skipped me.” He tried to end on a quip to ease my mind, something he wouldn’t have thought to do for anyone else.

His family had a very complicated history, and a lot of it revolved around him, so their feelings toward him fluctuated on the daily. It was a fact that he was the strongest; and even though he wasn’t the oldest he was by far the boss of the Mikaelson group. So if any one of them put even one bad word on my name he was more than ready to tear them apart.

I had heard all about the family drama - Klaus was undoubtedly one to gossip - but I knew I could handle anything they threw at me on my own, even if it was from an original vampire.

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“Welcome to my humble abode,” Klaus turned the key to the ornate wooden doors, swinging them open with his usual dramatics as he took my hand and led me inside.

My jaw immediately dropped. ‘Humble,’ definitely didn’t do it justice.

I had expected it to be nice, but this house was beyond lavish, stunning, massive - not the dark cave many would expect from a bunch of ancient vampires.

Klaus had obviously noticed the look of awe sweep my face because he laughed, that low chuckle he always did that set my heart on fire.

Subtleties in his eyes told me that he was glad I liked it so much. I had heard from many that they found my boyfriend incredibly hard to read, which was actually quite a shock to me because I had pried open the windows to his soul the very moment I met him.

He never freed my hand from his he led us into the main room. “Where are they?” he scanned the area and listened for footsteps upstairs since they did know we were coming.

“Kol! Elijah! Rebekah! Come down!” he shouted throughout the grand house and made me giggle. He really was the leader of the family.

A variety of shouts called back before three figures sped down to the bottom floor.

Two men and one woman. One of the men wore more casual clothes, a jacket over a button-up shirt and some jeans - much like how Klaus typically dressed - while the other wore a full suit at 4 pm on a Tuesday. They both practically scowled at the sight of me, but the blonde girl was the worst. I couldn’t tell if that was how her face fell or if she was purposefully staring daggers through me as if to telepathically wound me with her attitude - she looked like a blast…

Klaus then stepped forward, bringing me with him, a happy grin on his face, “Brothers, Rebekah, this is my wonderful Y/n.” His hand gestured towards me with a softness none of them had seen before, not that they cared.

I noticed how they all seemed to size me up. They were silent, but their mannerisms spoke louder than their words ever could’ve. The vibe that was given off immediately was that I was being judged.

Nevertheless, I chose to be polite, to be the bigger person - you’d think for people who had been alive so long they would’ve had the time to learn manners. “Nice to meet you all,” I offered a warm smile that none of them returned. Tough crowd.

Soon, the awkward introductions were over and we all went to sit in the living room. As we walked over Klaus leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “They’re always a bit cranky around this time,” smirking as he knew that they were vampires and would most definitely hear him. I could not help but let out a small laugh.

Klaus, of course, made sure I sat as close to him as physically possible when we got to the couch, his arm around my shoulder as everyone else sat on the other chairs around the room.

The conversation started light; ‘What do you do for work,’ ‘Where are you from,’ etc.

Meanwhile, the blonde who I now know to be Rebekah had not spoken a word, that was until she shouted out in the middle of my answer to one of Elijah’s questions.

“So, what do you want with him?” she referred to her brother and I could practically feel him roll his eyes behind me.

“Is it his money? Or is it that you want to become like us?” she assumed, the thought making her laugh out loud.

I felt Klaus’ hand tighten around mine and the way his chest rose when he took a deep breath in, “Rebekah.” His tone was strict, warning.

“Shh,” I ran my fingertips over his knuckles, quickly looking back to tell him it was okay before turning back to Rebekah.

“Neither, believe it or not,” my smile was sweet, but also slightly condescending. “I’m with him because we love each other, is that so hard to believe?” I made sure to keep my words friendly, even though I could not help the undertones of my annoyance at her insolence slip through.

“Hm,” she hummed shortly, practically looking down her nose at me from across the room. “It is, actually. Nik has never been one for love, right brothers?” she gestured to the two men for them to back her up, but it seemed like they knew to say nothing.

The scoff that left my lips was very much involuntary, but it seemed to add to her frustration which I admittedly took some pride in. “Hm,” I mimicked her sound, “that’s funny because he seems to love me an awful lot, at first I thought too much,” I giggled and the man in question did too, an effort to keep the tension light while subtly trying to keep her in her place. Which didn’t work.

“Interesting,” she didn’t sound like she cared in the slightest, giving up on making conversation with me and directing her next question to her brother. “It just shocks me, Nik, that you would go for her when you could have any woman in the world. I never thought you’d choose such an… average human.”

Klaus was practically seething, the more she spoke the tenser he got and the closer he approached to his tipping point.

“I mean,” she continued, clearly incredibly amused at both of our reactions, “why don’t you just dump her now and we could all just have a little snack? That’s what your plan is anyway, right? Dinner’s on you tonight.”

My hand stayed firmly on his leg to stop him from getting up, telling him softly that it was okay and that I had got this - I didn’t need saving, not from her.

“Where did you even find this chick?” Rebekah let out a shrill laugh but was quickly taken aback when she saw someone stand up in anger.

And it wasn’t Klaus.

It was an instinct to shoot up, and when Nik brought his hand to mine to get me to sit down I removed it and laughed back at her myself. “You know, you have some serious audacity, Rebekah,” I spat out her name as everyone watched on in suspense, waiting for the incoming catfight.

Her jaw dropped in disbelief, a choked sound coming leaving her throat before she returned, “You can’t be serious.”

“Oh,” I chuckled darkly, “I’m serious alright. You have no right to say anything about my relationship just because you obviously can’t get someone of your own. He’s your brother, you’re not his little lap dog. So hop off my dick little vamp girl and go find someone else’s to ride.”

The longer I sat there and listened to her kick-off, the more strength bubbled up inside of me ready to burst. Now that it was out I felt even better, especially when I saw her expression; eyes wide, mouth open, too stunned to get out more than a few intelligible stutters. Shocked that some ‘average human girl’ could fire back so strongly.

Meanwhile, as I spoke Klaus was watching over, but the smirk on his face was nothing but a proud one. He had to bite his tongue to stop himself from laughing at how amazing this was - she usually carried such a sweet disposition, but the fieriness he was seeing now was definitely something he could get used to. He had always been a sucker for confrontation and riling his family up, and the fact that she could add to that made him love her even more.

“You little-” Rebekah spat furiously, slowly going to stand up herself.

I cut her off. “What? What else could you possibly have to say?” I looked at her expectantly, putting my hands on my hips, but she said nothing. “That’s what I thought. Now I see why Nik put you in a box for a hundred years. It’s been what? Fifteen minutes and you’ve already questioned my love, my loyalty, and shouted out death threats. You may be immortal, Rebekah, but you need to learn that that doesn’t make you a God.”

Every word I came back at her with only strengthened the grin on Klaus’ face - he loved his siblings in his own way, but nothing made him happier than seeing his girl stand up for herself and put them in their place. A few times he had to stop himself from getting up and intervening, but he couldn’t. He would’ve stepped in if he could tell this was taking a toll, but deep down he had always known that I was just like him, we were both just having too much fun.

Rebekah looked utterly defeated, clearly not used to having someone push back at her snarky comments so this was seemingly long overdue. So much so that I even earned a smirk and a look of newfound respect from the brother in formal wear, Elijah.

But that’s when blondie had finally had enough.

Within less than a split second, she sped over and grabbed me by the throat, pinning me to the wall at the back of the room and squeezing so my air supply was restricted, my feet dangling just above the floor.

“You dare speak to me like that, you filthy little…” she hissed, bringing her face close to mine and watching maliciously as my eyes grew wider.

But if I thought she moved fast, Klaus travelled at twice her speed in the blink of an eye, rushing to my rescue. His hands made quick work of prying her off of me and shoving her to the wall instead, reaching down to the back of his shoe where his trousers were baggy enough to conceal - and he pulled out a shiny, silver dagger.

I could do nothing but stand there stock still while the scene played out in front of me, the other brothers shooting up too but doing the same as me.

“Don’t you ever speak to her like that again,” his voice was low, yet scarily loud, but that’s not what seemed to panic Rebekah. No, she was focused on the dagger he held against her sternum, the point brushing against her top.

‘You take a dagger to her pride, I take a dagger to your heart.’ Klaus’ mind whirred with anger.

Just as she opened her mouth to plea for her brother's forgiveness or offer some half-assed apology which she would prove false the moment he let her go, he plunged the dagger into her chest. She let out a high-pitched wince as his eyes still burned into hers with pure loathing.

“Now, say you’re sorry,” he snarled darkly - so this was the Klaus I had heard about. Cruel, righteous, formidable. And the worst part; I wasn’t even scared. I may have gasped at the suddenness of his actions, but I could not help the feeling that arose within me when I saw him choose me over his own flesh and blood without so much as a second thought.

She choked on her own words, “I- I’m sorry.” Her eyes never left his.

His hand moved to twist the knife, releasing another squeak from the victim of his wrath. He spoke firmly and finally, as if this was her last warning, “To her.”

That’s when she finally turned her head to face me, “I’m sorry… Y/n.” It looked like it killed her to force out those words, but it was better than being killed again with the dagger that was hairs away from causing her to be put in a coffin for another century.

As soon as Klaus felt she had been sincere enough he ripped the blade out, his face still serious as he wiped the blood off on the fabric of his jacket. “Go,” he said plainly, not even wasting his energy on looking up from his hands. All three of them listened - I assumed that upon his revelation of the dagger (which none of them knew he had so close), they now were thinking only of themselves, fleeing the scene before they met their fates again.

They all vanished in one quick woosh leaving only me and Klaus who had shifted back into my sickeningly sweet Nik once more upon their departure.

I hadn’t even noticed that I had been clutching my chest this whole time, only taking it off when he moved his gaze to me and that wicked look in his eyes softened instantaneously into one that made me feel right at home, hurrying to me to make sure I was okay.

Without having time to even register everything that just happened I was encased in the arms of my saviour, him resting his head on top of mine while a hand moved up to gently stroke my hair. To anyone else, thinking of him acting in such a caring manner after being so ruthless would’ve been unimaginable. But to me? It was all I’d ever known.

“Shh. You’re okay, love,” he cooed before pulling back slightly and cradling my head in both his hands, bringing his soft lips to plant a tender kiss on my forehead.

I looked up at him like he was the only thing in the world; the way he had looked at me every time since the day we met.

“I’m sorry that I exposed you to that part of me, it was something I had hoped you’d never see.” Apologies didn’t come naturally to Klaus… that was, to everyone but me.

Nothing was said, I let my actions speak for themselves as a genuine smile formed on my face and I hopped up onto my tiptoes to kiss him fervently. He seemed rather shocked at the sudden change in tone, but it’s not like he was complaining. Instead, he happily reciprocated my movements, a mischievous, goofy grin left on him in the wake of my lips as I pulled back.

“Don’t apologise,” I shook my head at him in reassurance, “I thought it was sexy,” biting my lip in a teasing manner as I put his racing mind at rest - he truly was such a sweetie behind closed doors. It was honestly a shame the world would never see him the way I did - but then again, that would mean I would have to share him, so maybe it was a blessing in disguise.

His bright blue eyes lit up as I spoke, in a way as if to ask ‘Really?’

In response to his silent appeal for confirmation, I nodded.

“At least you’ve met them now so you finally know what I mean when I complain about my family,” he used a tone much lighter than before now that he wasn’t shouting or apologising.

A laugh escaped me, causing me to quickly cover my mouth, “I guess you weren’t joking, huh?”

Sighing in reply he shook his head in embarrassment, thinking he should’ve never taken me here in the first place. “Come, let’s go somewhere else, somewhere nicer.” His head cocked to the side as he held out an arm for me to cling to, signalling for us both to leave.

My hand graciously slipped forward to meet his request as we walked toward the door, looking up at him one last time. “You’re my hero, Klaus Mikaelson.”

Upon hearing the giggle I let out after my words his smile only widened. “Always and forever, my love.”

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[little-forest-goblin]

Soft touches, silent roads

Warnings: Smut MDNI 18+

Contains: oral (f and m receiving), p in v, dirty talk, light choking (very brief) praise, mostly soft dom five (There is a little roughness), face fucking, cum eating, creampie (i hate the word too), car sex, bad writing, grammatical errors

Synopsis: You and five were at graces birthday party. You and him haven’t seen each other in a long time so there is a lot of unspoken things between you and him especially the unspoken love and desire between you and him that was never addressed properly. (The events of the fourth season never occurred)

The birthday party was all out which was really sweet of Diego and Lila. The kids were having so much fun which was even sweeter. Lila’s family was very kind too. It was odd seeing the family after a long while. Especially poor Klaus who was a raging germaphobe and extremely sober. which the sober part isn’t a bad thing but the germaphobic tendencies is a little bit odd. No matter you’re just glad he is getting himself mostly together. Luther was what he called “A professional dancer” which obviously was not true but you know what…good for him. There was Allison worried and scared that everybody hated her. Viktor was kinda off to the side since he didn’t really want anything to do with any of us which you guess kinda makes sense after the shit we’ve been through. you cant blame him completely for not wanting anything to do with us but its nice to know he cares still to show up. Ben was sulking about just getting out of jail and about his “Business”. You really just hope he will get his shit together. Then lo and behold there was five. The one man you were nervous to talk to. The one that made your heart race and your face flush. You haven’t spoken to him in a long time. Life caught up to you, you were healing from trauma and getting your own shit together. That being said he was always on your mind no matter how hard you tried to push him or the thoughts away. It was always a haunting thought in the back of your mind. A space just for him that was rent free. You looked over to him and to your surprise you caught him looking at you. His own eyes went a little wide with nervousness and looked away sipping his beer and looked back into the ball-pit where luther tried to scare him and ben. You felt your face flush and you looked away.

After a ruined back and a piñata issue it was time for everyone to go home. Sadly your car was being the biggest asshole of the day cause it decided to break down the day before. You had to take a uber which was scary at this time of night. You walked out the doors and leaned against the wall of the building. You went onto your phone to look for an uber when five came out he saw you and came on over “Hey” you looked to him your face flushing as you saw those piercing green eyes “H-hey” he chuckled and leaned against the wall his arms crossed “What are you doing? Aren’t you gonna head home?” you sighed and shut pff your phone putting it in your pocket “My car broke down yesterday. The hunk of junk had to be a paid actor cause that was to perfectly timed.” he smiled “So what gives?” you sighed “Im getting an uber. It may not be the safest but i need to go home somehow.” he nodded. it was silent for a minute as he looked at you his eyes traveling down then up at your face again trying to stay calm but if you looked close you’d notice he swallowed a nervous lump in his throat. “You can ride with me” you look at him wide eyed “Wait what?” he looked at your eyes “Yeah you can ride with me. I don’t want you getting hurt or worse.” you bit your lip nervously “no no its okay i-“ five cut you off before you could say anything else “No i insist come on” he took your hand and gently led you to his car almost seeming eager. Your hand in his, skin against skin sent electricity through you and a shiver down your spine. You almost wanted to kick yourself cause it was such a simple touch. How the hell are you getting so worked up over such a simple god damn touch! is…is he getting worked up too? Is he feeling the same? You let him lead you to his car. He opens the passenger side for you “After you, princess” he smiled you chuckled and got into the car “My, what a gentleman!” he laughed and closed the door and got into the driver seat.

You and him have been driving for some time. At some point during the night drive home it began to rain. You looked to him his hands gripping the steering wheel. it was almost white knuckled how hard he was holding it. You swallowed as your eyes traveled over the veins in his hands. they were prominent and an indicator of what hid under his suit. you looked to his face his eyes slightly squinted to look out the glass windshield past the rain and slight fogging. his lips and nose those piercing green eyes and hair that made your insides flutter. You always were weak when it came to this man. he glanced to you and back to the road. “Whats with that look for?” you blushed lightly and looked back out the window “nothing.” the rain started to come down harder and tension built until the glass fogged up to much and the rain poured a little to hard. “Fuck it” he pulled into an empty lot and parked the car. you looked at him confused “woah hey wha-“ he unbuckled and turned to you “Don’t say it isn’t nothing. I don’t want it to be nothing. I know it isn’t nothing.” you looked him in his eyes. his eyes looked a little desperate almost pleading. You wanted to say it you knew it wasn’t nothing but something in you still wanted to deny from fear of scaring him away “Five i-its nothing i’m being honest” he shook his head “Don’t say that…it isn’t. Me and you have always beat around the bush. When i’m with you i cant help it but to beat around the bush cause i’m afraid to lose you. I don’t want to scare you away but god damn it y/n i cant do it any longer. Y/n i love you. You are in my mind no matter how much i try to push it away. I cant pretend that i don’t love you cause i do. Y/n i love you and i was too afraid to say it but now i’m not. i’ve gotten my shit together for the most part and me beating around the bush is not something i wanna do anymore.” you looked at him incredulously. He just professed his love to you. after so long of lingering stares and touches that lasted a little too long all coming to a sorta close. you swallowed “Five i have also loved you…i’ve loved you even as i kept distance for 6 years i was in love with you as we danced at the wedding at the end of the world i was in love with you as we saved the world in the 60’s and i have loved you before. I was also too afraid to say it.” he looked at you with eyes that held love and adoration. His face came closer to yours both of you so close his breath fanned across your face you swallowed and kept eye contact with him. he looked from your lips to your eyes “Y/n?” you kept your eyes locked with his “Yeah?” “can i kiss you?” you felt your breath hitch “God yes” he didn’t need to be told twice. His lips were on yours kissing desperately. his hands came to either side of your face holding you close. your hands came around his neck one along his back and one traveled into his hair giving a slight tug making him groan. He lightly bit at your bottom lip and tugged gently. you whimpered softly and he growled at that lovely sound you made. his hands went from either side of your face and at the top of your arms feeling the skin under your sleeves. his lips traveled from your lips to your jaw and to your neck. his kissed almost reverently until he started to nibble and suck to create a dark purple love bite. you let out shuddering breath and you licked your bottom lip wetting it a little “f-five��fuck” he detached his lips looking up at you with a hint of concern “You okay? does it feel okay?” you nodded “Feels good…so good…” his eyes darkened and growled softly “Such a good girl made just for me” he kissed and sucked your skin. after some time “I need you now baby please. Let me have you” he looked up at you with a hint of pleading but there was room for you to say no and back away but thats not happening “Yes”

you and him had got into the back seat. he swallowed as he gently pulled your shirt over your head. he let out a breath ans he was speechless for a minute. you got a little worried and self conscious thinking maybe he was changing his mind. your hands where going to go around your body to cover but his hands where quick but gentle to pull your hands away “no…no, don’t cover…you’re gorgeous i wanna see you, love” you felt relief flood through your body. you let him guide your hands away from your body. his hands pulled you closer and held you to him and kissed the side of your neck as he undid your bra letting your tits loose from the prison you call a bra. he growled a little “Fuck look at you. perfect pretty girl. can i touch them baby?” you nodded and he shook his head his hand traveled to the back of your neck pulling you closer “Ah ah baby i gotta hear you say it okay? use your words for me, hm?” you swallowed nervousness and excitement coursing through you “Y-yes…please touch me” he hummed in appreciation “Good girl” his hands came away the back of your neck and to your tits squeezing and kneading softly feeling there shape. he leaned down and kissed the top of one of your breasts and bit down and sucked pulling the skin in to make a love bite, marking you as his own. You moaned and blushed deeply. he soon pulled off and let go of your tits his hand traveling around your neck “Lie back in the seat for me baby. i gotta have a taste of you” you nodded. your cunt was soaked through your panties you could feel it the wet patch there was probably noticeable. He traveled down kissing down the valley of your breasts to your stomach all the way to the waistband. His fingers curled around the waistband looking up at you for permission. you nodded and he wasted no time pulling it down revealing the pretty black pair you on. his chuckle was mixed with a light growl “Oh baby did you wear these just for me?” you and him both knew that this was not planned before hand so no but god damn it were you gonna entertain it “Y-yeah…wore them just for you” he hummed in appreciation and kissed your clothed clit making you jump a little “Knew you would. You’re such a good girl. always so sweet” you blushed and let out a shuddered breath. his fingers curled around the bottom of your panties and pulled them down off your legs and let them join the pile on the floor. he wet his bottom lip as he stared “O-oh baby…this is what you’ve hidden from me for far to long?” he kissed you clit reverently sending a shock of pleasure before he started to really get to it. his tongue licking at your slit and up to your clit. his lips wrapped around your clit and focused his tongue and attention there. you moaned and shivered. your hand traveling into his hair looking down at him only causing you to get more worked up. “o-oh fuck five god damn it” your head fell back as you panted. he chuckled sending another shock of electricity “That good baby?” you nodded. your thighs shook and threatened to close around his head. before they could his hands wrapped around them. keeping them opened “Ah ah baby keep them nice and open for me, good girl” he devoured you like you where the most delicious meal and you felt that cord within you tighten and threaten to snap. your moans came out louder and he knew you where close. his thumb came to your clit and rubbed gentle circles while his tongue focused on your slit. you felt your orgasm crash down on you and he licked away your cum with eagerness “mmm sweet tasting girl. perfect for me” he came up for air panting. his chin had your slick down it. he wiped away at it and leaned down to kiss you. his tongue and your taste together was divine. you moaned softly. you felt his hard cock through his pants. you pulled back “let me help you…please?” your hand traveled to palm him and he let out a stuttering breath “Only if you really want to baby.” you looked him in his eyes “i want too…please let me” he smiled and kissed you one more time and sat up and let you move to in front of him in the backseat.

you and him had moved the front seat chairs up so you and him could have room. He let out a shuddering breath as you unbuckled him from his cloth prison. once his boxers were pulled down and away his cock was up against his stomach your eyes widened a little in surprise cause he was bigger then you expected. i guess what the world didn’t give him in height gave in length. he chuckled “surprised?” you nodded a little more eagerly then you wanted it to be “Yeah… i am actually. im not say i was expecting it to be small i just thought you’d be average or something” he chuckled and his hand came to your head pulling your hair back into a makeshift ponytail “Doll, im hurt! uou had no faith in me?” five feigned hurt with a mock pout. you chuckled “im sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you” your lips went to his head. he groaned “Fuuuck, doll.” your tongue flattened and you took more of him. his hand was in your hair helping you bob your head. he groaned and his head rolled back “just like that baby mhm so good your taking me so good” you whined and looked up at him. he looked down at you and his cock twitched “Fuck baby you cant look at me like that i’ll blow my load to fast” you giggled a little till he pushed your head down more and groaned. he face fucked you bobbing your head for you. “Fuck just like that doll flatten that pretty fucking tongue!” he growled his eyes dark and his pupils blown wide. “Thats it take it like the good sweet girl you are. Good girl” he moaned and his head fell back against the seat. his balls tightened he came down your throat. you went wide eyed swallowing it down. he pulled out panting. he looked down at you his hands untangling from your hair and tucked your hair behind your ear and away from your face “You okay baby?” you nodded wiping away tears “Yeah i’m okay.” he smiled and helped you onto his lap and kissed you softly. “I was a little rough baby i’m sorry” his thumbs gently swiped away any remaining tears.

After he let you calm down and get together holding you closely you laid on the backseat. you and him had let the backseats down. you looked up at him as he shrugged off his suit and vest undoing his tie and throwing it to the pile. he sat back a little looking at your naked splayed out body. his hand pumped his cock a few times “Fuck sweetheart your gorgeous.” he crawled over you lining his cock with your waiting entrance. you swallowed. “Five…can you hold me while we do this? i wanna be close to you” he looked up at you and smiled. his arms went around your body. one around your waist the other around your shoulders. he kissed your neck and slowly pushed in “f-fuck baby your tight” he pushed all the way in. your breath seemed to stop for a minute your lips parted in a silent moan. he stayed still letting you get used to him “Its okay baby just breathe” thats when you remember to breath breathing in then out letting your body relax. once fully relaxed he started to move in then out slow and sweet thrusts wanting to savor you and the feel of your walls squeezing his cock. soft moans and shudders of breath came from both of you. “God i love you y/n its been to long of us dragging this out. I should’ve told you before” you shook your head you arms around him and his back “Its not just your fault- ah -i..i should’ve said something too” you and him moaned as the pace picked up a little but stayed mostly slow and sweet. your hearts beat in sync with each other just as it is should. your pants filled the car and his groans filled your ears. the windows of the car fogged up and the soft patter of the rain against the car gave a soft atmosphere. “Fuck baby i wish i could stay buried inside you forever” he let you go a little but stayed close his pace not stopping. he lifted on of your legs to his shoulder to get a deeper angel. the head of his cock kissing your g-spot perfectly causing your moans to come out louder. he felt your walls start to tighten around him indicating how close you where his thrusts went faster “Its okay baby i got you i got you cum for me…cum with me, fuck your such a good girl cum with me” his moans came out louder with yours. his hands found yours and held them intertwining you and his fingers. the cord within your stomach snapped and as soon as he felt your walls tighten his cock twitched and he came with you his cum pouring inside you filling you up. He groaned and slowed his pace going slow to fuck you through it but not to overstimulate you. you and him panted, a thin layer of sweat glistening on your bodies. he looked down at you and smiled softly moving some of the hair from your face that stuck to you away “You okay baby?” you nodded “yeah…yeah I’m okay…are you?” he smiled and chuckled “More then okay.” you looked up at him admiring him for all he was. he noticed your look and leaned down and kissed you softly and you happily kissed back. he pulled out of you causing you both to whimper a little. he pulled off looking at you “Come on lets get redressed. If you wanna we can come to my place and we can get cleaned up and relax the rest of the night” you smiled “i like that idea”

So both of you got redressed after he found some wet wipes to clean you up a little. you helped each other get redressed and soon drove home where you and him took a proper shower (Might’ve had a little round two in there) and relaxed for the rest of night laid in bed in one of his sweaters and watched a cheesy rom-com while cuddling under the sheets till you fall asleep.

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Hey there guys! i hope you like it! its my first time writing a smut. I was nervous writing this sorry for any grammatical errors or if it seemed rushed (i hope it doesn’t). I love you and stay safe y’all ❤️ 😘

[beanpodz]

This is pointless but here’s what I would have done for each member of the umbrella academy during season 4:

1. Luther would still be a dancer in this for me but he wouldn’t live at the academy. He’d live with an elderly old man that he helps to take care of in exchange for a room. I want Luther obsessing over a father figure in every season. Sue me. His room would be full of abandoned hobbies (think knitting needles, a guitar with a broken string, a bookshelf filled with *blank* for dummies books). He’d have spent the last few years trying to discover who he is. Besides all of his hobbies he’d have a whole section of his wall dedicated to finding Sloane. If we couldn’t get the actress maybe we have a quick photo of her married to someone else or have that be discovered in the plot. I don’t necessarily think Luther has to have a happy ending with Sloane but he could have it in terms of getting over his daddy issues and discovering who he is as a person. He puts a lot of effort into his family (especially sparrow Ben) through out the season but he able to become a figure outside of his family this season.

2. Diego’s whole deal before this point is vengeance and vigilantism. The life of a UPS worker is so far removed from this but I’d keep it. I’d really want to highlight that this is something Diego does because he thinks this is what he has to do to be a family man. I’d also spend a lot more time this season on his family. Like him cooking breakfast or something while Lila (who I’ll come back to) is dealing with the twins while looking ready to pull her hair out. Lila’s parents would also have a lot more to do to. Maybe they nitpick Diego or maybe Diego isn’t sure how to behave around his new family that actually seems to be healthy. I’d also keep his lil dad gut but I wouldn’t make it a point of humor. It’d just be a thing to highlight the image of the dad he is. His storyline this season would deal with him wanting to be something (a father, a husband) while not really knowing how to do this and still having dreams of his previous life of excitement and action. Also would show drama with Lila and him navigating their new lives and maybe not in the healthiest way at first.

3. Allison would still be attempting to be an actress. But she would be hyper vigilant of Claire. She fought so hard and betrayed her whole family to get back to her. She might even be overbearing. Her emotional arc this season would have a lot to do with learning to allow Claire to become her own person. I also would have included Ray because he would NEVER just walk out but if we can’t get the actor I think maybe I would have killed him off (I’m sorry). Maybe the realization that her new timeline is not perfect helps to enforce the idea into her that Claire is not invulnerable. We’d also spend a lot more time talking about this. Ray would have a picture on her bedside table and maybe her and Luther could have some closure by talking about their loved ones. She would also have to work a lot harder to gain acceptance from her family.

4. Klaus’s would NOT get his powers back so early in the season. We would also not have any of his plot from the real season beyond the fact that he is now a hypochondriac. I really liked that detail. I liked Uncle Klaus loving Claire to death and them both learning to enter the big scary world would be a staple in his season 4 arc. Klaus would definitely talk about Dave more too. He’s so afraid of losing others because of his loss of Dave but he still has these worries about his own death. This could be his big moment this season. Him having to accept his powers, despite his sobriety and fear, in order to save his family in some way. The choice should be his. It would be his ultimate sacrifice and it would finish off his arc in a more satisfying way that doesn’t leave him as someone incapable of saving himself or others. We could also get his ghost army and levitation. As a treat.

5. I would have kept Five as a teenager. He’d be 17 at most and having to live with one of the other siblings (I’m leaning towards Luther). He’s ‘homeschooled’ at this point and spends his time trying to find inaccuracies in the timeline that could suggest another end of days. He’s obsessed with the apocalypse and a safe world can never feel safe for him. Lila still does not like or trust Five because of what he did to her parents in the OG timeline. But because he and Lila are still searching for danger (for different reasons) they end up attending the Keeper meetings together. The whole subway things happens but NOT the romance or the choosing to stay. Instead they both go through the timelines trying to solve the end of the world and we spend like 2 whole episodes on this. They see the apocalypse again. Five gets soft over Delores. Lila sees what Five went through to get back to his family. To save Diego. They eventually learn to see each other as family. And they’re only gone for a year before they both find the Five Deli. They’re dirty, injured, and have just spent the last year trying to get back and save they’re family. They do NOT accept the other five telling them to just die and give up. Maybe Five contemplates but now that Lila and Five are bonded and besties (please I just want friendship from them) she is able to convince to try ‘one more time old timer’. They get an exit found by another five and find a way to save the world (need more thought on how). Also after the world ends and Five no longer has a purpose like before, he finds a new one in his family and this adorable ( absolutely ugly) little dog that was eating trash in an alley.

6. Ben would still have been a crypto scammer because I love that. It’s sparrow Ben so there is still a huge disconnect from him and the rest of the family. I don’t think he gets a romance with Jennifer but he meets her. And it’s learned that Jennifer is not of this timeline but was in a squid that came from another one. I’m thinking the squid is what lives inside Ben and it’s escape is what killed him ( not the dumb as hell thing that really happened). The squid eats Jennifer as she is a hostage in whatever situation (mission by the beach idk) but she is one of the other 43 kids. She has powers similar to Viktor in the way that they are world destroying. The fact that she from another timeline is what gives her extra interest to Jean and Gene. Ben begins to gets realize he’s not exactly a great person compared to Umbrella Ben but begins to bond with them over the course of the season. Also the jar isn’t given to the umbrella academy by David Cross (already forgot his characters name) but instead found by Jean and Gene in the opening scene. They intend to give it to Jennifer once they get to her but instead are intercepted by five and Lila. Maybe they give it to Jennifer at a meeting as a ritual and Five steals it and takes it to the family. Now Jean and Gene are after them and they know Jennifer is gonna end the world. Plot with lots of moments for cool fight scenes and music numbers.

7. Viktor could be living Canada still. He still feels so isolated from the family that he struggles to be around them. I like the joke of him being someone incapable of maintaining a relationship but we know he could do it with Sissy so I would instead have him have a rocky relationship with a girl who maybe also isn’t in the healthiest spot. Since Viktor doesn’t get kidnapped in this version, his trouble involves introducing the new girl to his family and not knowing how to navigate these two worlds that have always been separate in his life. He gets to play violin still too because that was such a big thing in the comics and the violin is something that he learns to harness his powers with once they get their powers back. For what seems like the first time, Viktor isn’t ending the world but saving it. And he is fighting with his family as a powerful unit. Think early scene in s2 where they all realize their full potential.

8. Lila is struggling with her new life. She has a family, her parents, and a calm life. It was supposed to be a life only meant for her dreams but she finds it dull. Diego is showing off a facade of being happy in this life so she doesn’t want to talk about how it’s affecting her. She forms a tentative truce with five when she gets a dose of excitement by involving herself with the keepers. When she realizes she is once again in an apocalypse situation she has conflicting feelings about what this means for her and her family. She wholeheartedly joins five on the subway adventure not realizing how long it would be before she could see her family again. She bonds with Five and they both commiserate about loving their family so much but not knowing if they will ever have the ability to be happy. Her arc revolves around finding equilibrium between her two worlds and saving the world with Five. Someone she now sees as family and who she knows would do anything to save her because she’s family. She and Diego would talk and learn they both have issues with their new lives but they are dedicated to helping each other find what the other needs to at least be content. She also doesn’t ever cheat on Diego and the little Greek guy comment makes her laugh so hard she almost pees.

[so-long-soldier-writes]

Movie Night

kol mikaelson x reader (minor poly!mikaelsons x reader) | requested

summary: kol is unsure about letting his siblings meet you, afraid they'd scare you away and he'd lose his best friend (and the girl he's in love with). but when he finally brings you home one night, his family has a reaction he never would've expected.

tags: mutual crush / pining, flirting, confessions

word count: 2.1k

“They asked to meet you again,” Kol says suddenly, “I keep saying no, but they keep asking.”

You smile a little, curiosity peaked. “What’s the harm?”

“They’re… difficult sometimes. You know how families are.” He bites his tongue, afraid to say too much. You two are best friends; very loving and protective of each other. But there seems to be only two responses that the Mikaelsons ever give: complete obsession or extreme dislike. They could either love you or hate you, and Kol’s not sure which is worse. 

“Yeah, but what family isn’t complicated? I’m sure they’re not so bad.”

“Y/N,” he sighs, tone somber, “are you forgetting my brother is Klaus Mikaelson? The greatly feared hybrid that terrorized Mystic Falls before he even arrived to town? And the rest of them are only a diluted version of his madness.”

“You aren’t.”

“You didn’t see me in the 1600s, darling.”

“Well that was then and this is now. I’m not afraid, Kol. I know you’ll keep me safe if they try anything.”

“You know I will. They wouldn’t dare.”

“Then there’s no reason to worry.” You give him another smile. 

As soon as he meets your eyes, he looks down immediately. Your smile gives him butterflies. Kol would be lying if he said he didn’t harbor a little crush on you. That’s part of the reason he doesn’t want you to meet them - he’s afraid they’ll scare you away and you’ll want nothing to do with him. “I’ll try not to,” he finally replies. 

A few minutes go by before you groan and shuffle in place. “This line isn’t going anywhere.”

The wait time on the screen says fifteen minutes, but it’s been way longer than that. You take a sip of the drink balanced in your arms amongst popcorn and snacks. 

“I guess that’s what we get for trying to see a new movie on opening night.”

“Do you still want to see it?”

Kol’s juggling his own handfuls, or else he would’ve taken yours so you wouldn’t have to carry it. When he realized he couldn’t carry yours on top of his own, he apologized. It’s little things like that that make you want to cross the best friend boundary. He’s just so sweet, funny, and gentlemanly. Though you have yourself convinced that you’re way out of his league. I mean, come on - why would an original vampire date a mere human? You shook your head a little to send the thought away. 

“Eventually, yeah. But I’m not so committed to this line.” 

Lost in your head, you forgot you asked him a question. It takes you a second to ponder a response, but then he continues, 

“Alright, how about this? We’ve already got the drinks and snacks, so why don’t we go to my house and watch something there? It’s plenty dark, usually quiet. It’ll be just like the movies.”

“Wait, did you say at your house?” Usually your own house is the movie destination. Did Kol just propose to go to his instead?

He shrugs, “my family wants to meet you, you aren’t intimidated by them. They might be there and I could introduce you, or we could slip in and watch a movie in peace.” You’re stunned for a minute, and he starts to take it as hesitation. “Unless you don’t want to. I understand completely if you don’t.”

“No, we should! I’d love to meet your family, Kol, no matter how scary.”

“Okay.” He puts a smile over top of his worry while he fishes his keys from his coat pocket. “I’ll drive.”

On the short ride to his house, he gives you a basic rundown of each of his siblings. He knows you already know most of what he’s telling you, but it distracts him from his nerves. And you, recognizing he seems more antsy than usual, listen quietly. 

“So to summarize, they’re all pretty outspoken, very protective, and often threatening, but if you’re someone they care about, you have nothing to fear.”

Kol swallows hard at that. You’ve got it on the nose, but your awareness doesn’t give him much comfort. “Yeah, pretty much.”

“Okay, cool. Let’s go.”

To his horror, all three siblings are in the living room at that moment. As soon as the two of you enter, all eyes snap to you. 

“Well that was a quick movie,” Rebekah had started. Then she sees her brother’s company. “And who might you be?”

“Bex, Nik, ‘Lijah, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is the family.”

“Hi!” You greet them with a smile.

For a second, they only stare. Though Elijah’s first to speak, “Very nice to meet you, Y/N. I suppose you are the friend my brother speaks of so often?” When you nod, he continues. “My, was he right when he said you were beautiful. Those e/c eyes remind me so much of the stained glass windows they used to make in the 1100s. Kol, do you recall it?”

Once he gets over the perplexed feeling running in his head, Kol clears his throat. “I do, brother. And yes, Y/N is quite beautiful, as I told you. She’s a good friend.”

“More than beautiful,” Klaus compliments, “she’s a work of art. Would you like to sit, love?” 

Your face turns red as the men praise your features. Your response comes out in a stutter. “U-um, I’m okay. The movie we tried to see had a really long line, so Kol suggested we just come here to watch one instead.”

“Kol suggested it? I’m surprised he would let us meet you. He’d been denying our curiosities for months.”

“Don’t put her on the spot, Nik, she’s-”

“Oh, she’s fine, brother. She’s doing well for someone in her position. Y’know,” Klaus twirls a strand of your hair between his fingers, “it must be quite intimidating to meet a whole family of original vampires all at once.”

Don’t scare her, Niklaus! Ease up on the poor girl,” Rebekah interrupts, swatting his hand from you. “And don’t touch her without her permission.”

“I’m sorry, love. Your hair just looked too soft.”

“It’s alright. But um, yeah, it’s a bit intimidating, but I’m not easily shaken.” You straighten your back. “I was actually wanting to meet you all, too.”

“See if we live up to the tales?” Rebekah teases. Her eyes stare into yours, and you find it hard to maintain eye contact. 

“Not really,” you admit, “just wanted to meet Kol’s siblings. Out of curiosity.”

“Ah. So are your expectations met?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t know what to expect.”

Elijah then steps forward. “Tell us this, Miss Y/N. Do you feel safe in this moment? Or would you like Kol to take you away from here?”

It’s an odd question, even to Kol. The man’s throat dries and he narrows his eyes. Is his brother threatening or welcoming you? 

“I um…”

“Please, be honest.”

“I’m good. I mean, I feel safe.”

Elijah’s straight lips curve into a smile. “Delightful. It was an honor meeting you, Miss Y/N.”

“T-thank you. You too, Elijah. All of you, I’m glad we got to meet.”

“I second that,” Klaus approaches you again, “what a lovely girl my brother’s brought home to meet the family.”

“Friends, Niklaus,” Elijah mutters under his breath. It’s quiet, but you can still hear it. “He’s said they’re just friends.”

Klaus gives the man a look, like he’s doubtful of that, but then turns back to you. “Apologies. What a lovely friend you are to my brother. Perhaps, if you’re available later, we can talk more. I’ll show you one of my favorite paintings. The shade is just like that of your skin.” His eyes travel your body like it’s a piece of art, and you can’t help but blush. 

“Okay. I’ll be sure to stay a while after the movie.”

“Wonderful!”

The eldest two leave you with the youngest two. Kol, teeth clenched in aggravation, turns to direct you to his room. His sister, however, beats him to your attention. 

“It was a pleasure meeting you, Y/N, as my brothers have said. My, my, I sure do see why Kol speaks so highly of you.” She smirks a little. “Enjoy your movie, and if you need anything, I’m just down the hall.” As she walks away, she flashes you a wink, then disappears. 

Kol wastes no time bringing you to the lounge room where he and Bex used to kill time some hundred years ago. He explained in the car that they’d watch old black and white films in there together, while their brothers were off running amuck. Even now, they still retire to the darkened room for the occasional movie. 

“Sorry about that,” he says the minute he shuts the door. 

You cock your head at him. “Sorry about what?”

“Them.”

“What about it? They were nice.”

“Y/N…”

“What? Were they not nice? Is that their ‘not nice’ behavior?”

“No, darling. That was actually the nicest I’ve ever seen them.”

“Then what’s the-”

“They were all flirting with you, darling. Ogling you. Not a care about it.”

“Oh,” you whisper, realizing he might be right. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. We shouldn’t’ve come here.”

“Wait, Kol, it’s alright. I don’t mind.”

“No, it was totally inappropriate. In fact, I should talk to them about not doing it in the future.” He starts to rant. You’ve learned to not interrupt Kol when he’s ranting, because he’ll miss every word you say. “God, I didn’t want them to see you because I thought they’d scare you off, but I didn’t think they’d so openly hit on you! Elijah, too, where did his manners go? And I mean, I know why they were. You’re gorgeous, Y/N, and I’d want you, too, but…” he stops, realizing what he had admitted. 

Your heart leaps out of your chest, but then falls to the hard ground all at once. I’d want you, too, but…

“But what?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“Kol.”

“It’s nothing, darling.”

“Kol, tell me. Please!”

He takes a deep breath. “I can’t have you. I can’t put you in that kind of danger. Being your friend puts you at risk enough, but if we were anything more, you’d become a target. I can’t let that happen; I can’t let anything bad happen to you.” One glance, he allows himself to take, before dropping his eyes back to the ground. He sees your frown, but misses the way your eyes search for him. “Besides… you’re better off with a human, not someone with such a violent past like myself.”

“Well I’d like to disagree with that last part,” you snort, “your past doesn’t matter to me. Right now is what matters. Also, being a vampire doesn’t make you violent. Plenty of humans are violent.”

“That’s not the point, Y/N, I’m saying-”

“I know what you’re trying to say. But I’m saying I like you regardless of whatever you’ve done in your past. And - since you already admitted it, what’s the harm in me saying it, too? - I like you. More than a friend. I have for a while.”

Finally, he looks up at you and doesn’t break eye contact. “You do?”

“How could I not?”

“But what if you get hurt? If we were to have something?”

“Well, one, you’d protect me. You already do, so why would it be any different now? Two, I don’t care. If that’s the only thing standing in the way of us trying this out, then we’ll just have to face it head-on. And who knows? Maybe it’ll never happen. But I want to be with you, if you want it too.”

“More than you know, darling.”

“Okay,” you breathe out, giddy with excitement. “So what first, boyfriend?” You test the term out, tasting it on your tongue. You like it. 

Kol’s smile tells you he likes it, too. “Well I have a great idea for our first date. How about a home movie?”

“Perfect idea. What time?”

“Right now.”

The two of you move to the couch and assemble your drinks and snacks. Only this time, when you sit beside one another, he can confidently put an arm around your back to pull you close. 

“A true gentleman waits until at least one date to kiss the girl,” he mutters into your ear, “but that’s not counting these.” Then, you feel a quick kiss to your cheek. 

Your face blushes instantly. “Okay, so how about you press play so we can get to the end of the night?” 

He senses your quickened heart rate at the thought of getting to kiss him for real. It makes his own heart race, too, but he holds himself back. Instead, he gives you another kiss on the cheek in the meantime. “Oh, we’re just getting started, darling.”

[wholoveseggs]

How I look camping ⛺️ your page everyday waiting for you to post… like your writing is so good and I’m so obsessed with it. 💜 But about Kol and I guess the other Mikaelson boys (minus Finn),, they’re all scary in their own ways.

With Klaus he’s scary because of his rage and his plans,, you can immediately tell when he’s angry because he makes it known through his throwing things and shouting.

For Elijah, he’s calm and collected and that’s what makes him scary, you don’t know how he’s truly feeling or going to react because he hides it so well. I don’t remember the exact scene but it was in the originals I believe where you could like see the rage on his rage and that too is scary because he’s so angry in that moment that he isn’t even attempting to hide that rage.

For Kol (my love), he’s a wild card, a loose cannon. He can be violent but he can also be gentle as seen with his relationship with Davina. I just think his personality is so fun and intriguing. There is absolutely no reason for a vampire, an original at that to be using a baseball to beat people but he does just because he can?? does this make me crazy?? maybe a bit?

a common misconception i see a lot is when Kol is undaggered and Klaus backs away from him. this is for two reasons… yes, i believe Klaus was nervous of Kol being awake again because he knows his brother is a loose cannon but also because it meant that the others were likely awake as well and perhaps he could fight one of them but he definitely couldn’t find all of them at once.

no matter though because both Kol and Klaus can admit that Elijah is the “scariest” so your love wins that contest~ 💜

Hello again darling camping anon! I have so much to say on this subject.... like SO MUCH. So buckle up.

I think the fundamental difference between the three of them is how they react to and experience control. It's simultaneously an emotion, a situation and a choice. And something that all three of them couldn't really have growing up.

They are all victims of domestic violence, and each one is dealing with it differently. (And not in a healthy way at allllllllll. They absolutely continue the cycle of abuse...)

First we have Klaus, (The iconic little shit that he is)

He clings to control like a lifeline. Being the most helpless as a boy, he has always felt that if he was stronger, had more power, he could keep those around him safe. He believes that the only way he can feel safe is if he's in control. So, in his mind, any time someone takes that from him, they are actively trying to harm him. He will fight for control over everything and anything. His family, his city, his art and (most importantly) his life. His need to control the narrative around him and keep his secrets, is born out of the trauma and fear that his father instilled in him. His rage is born out of his own sense of helplessness.

Joseph Morgan does an excellent job of conveying that pain. Klaus is always a bundle of anxiety and panic and fear, no matter how he's acting. He's hyper vigilant and constantly looking over his shoulder, waiting for someone or something to try and control him again. It's why he clings so desperately to control, because he never wants to be made a victim again.

Second we have Elijah, born after the loss of Freya. I've always viewed him as a tragic character, who seems to be nobody's favorite in the family, but also the glue that holds them together. He's burdened with being the adult in the room. I can imagine that Esther's grief and guilt around losing Freya sort of imprinted on to him. She probably saw him as a replacement for the daughter she lost, putting all this pressure on him to be perfect, while simultaneously giving him no agency to be his own person. His entire childhood was spent either protecting his siblings or taking care of his mother's emotional needs. (This also applies to Finn, who i'll talk about later)

His relationship with control is nearly equal to Klaus'. He's always been a peacemaker, the level headed, calm brother. Always trying to bring harmony between his siblings. And while he has a much different way of expressing his feelings, he is a victim of the same violence that the rest are.

But, what makes him the scariest is the fact that his anger is silent. Elijah doesn't show his emotions, he represses them. And then when his control snaps, it's like a damn bursting. You don't see it coming, because he's so good at hiding his anger (& all of his other feelings). But when it's there, you feel it. And it's terrifying. Because his anger is fueled by pain and a lifetime of having to be strong. It's a glimpse at a deep well of pain that you realize he has been hiding all along.

Daniel Gillies absolutely nails this simmering rage with his eyes. Somehow that man can convey every single emotion without saying a word. When he looks at his family, or a person he cares for, there is this warmth and kindness. But when he looks at a person he is angry at, a person who has hurt someone he cares about, you can see the light almost dim, and his eyes will become cold and dark. You can feel the danger and rage in them. It's a delight to watch.

Third we have Kol, who is a complicated and messy character. Kol was born into a family that already had a system and a hierarchy, and he was pushed aside and ignored. Nobody's favorite, nobody's first choice. He grew up angry and frustrated, feeling unloved and unheard. He looks to his older brothers and their relationship with control, and takes the proverbial baseball bat to it. If they couldn't love him the way he needed them to, then he would make sure that they would at least remember him. So he becomes the black sheep, the outcast. He's wild and chaotic, doing whatever he can to get attention. He doesn't really care about control, because he never had any growing up. I have always viewed his bloodlust as an allegory for addiction. His response to the violence of his youth is to numb the pain with the rush of adrenaline and power. To take from others what was taken away from him.

His rage is the loudest and the quickest to come to the surface. He's not one to stew, he's quick to fight and fast to burn. Which is why his relationship with Davina is so good for him. She loves him the way he needs, and rightfully calls out his bad behavior. As gross as it sounds, she's kind of the mother figure that his actual mother never was. (IM SORRY I KNOW ITS VERY FREUD OF ME .... BUT AM I WRONG????)

I'm not going to bash any acting... But I think Daniel Sharman captures Kol much better. His complicated relationship with death, control and magic is portrayed beautifully. Especially the scene where he is dancing with Davina before he dies. It shows real growth on his part, no longer the baby brother, no longer the victim and the victimizer. In that moment he's the protector, trying to shield his girl from grief. And it always makes me tear up ...

(This scene always makes me laugh, I truly believe Elijah is the funniest character)

And last, we have Finn. Who I love to make the butt of the joke here on this blog. But I do have a few things to say about his character.... Which is.... He isn't really a character. But an object.

They drag the poor man out to show the audience what bad thing can happen to an original. First with his death in TVD, teaching everyone about the white oak stake and sirelines. Second in TOG with Lucians deadly bite. He's just... Not written to be liked.. and it's never really explained why they kept him daggered for 900 years.

And with Finn... there is no control or lack thereof, because he has no agency. And his rage comes from the fact that he is a man out of time, with no one who cares about him.. And it makes his character all the more sad and pathetic.

They make him this bitter, angry villain. Trying to kill his niece, and they never justify exactly why. I think fear of Dahlia is a piss poor excuse. I would rather he lean into revenge for being daggered than trying to hold onto his righteous nonsense.

(But lets be so real here... its because the writers didn't want to give him any depth. They didn't want us to get overly attached, so they could use him as a low-stakes original vampire that demonstrates the actual deadliness of a weapon or person)

But!!!! Yusuf Gatewood is the absolute GOAT and his portrayal of Finn and his rage is just delicious. He almost reminds me of like a rabid preacher, the way he spits out his hatred and bitterness. But it's so fun and I enjoy it every time.

Anyways.... Sorry to hijack your message lol.. I just love to psychoanalyze crazy fictional men!

[sublimeinal-messages]

OKAY OKAY SO THE TRAILER’s DROPPED AND WHILE IM SO BEYOND PSYCHED TO SEE EVERYONE I HAVE SOME OBSERVATIONS. (With pictures). Apologies for the long post lol

First off:

Powers confirmed coming back for everyone!

Five is teleporting, Viktor’s powered up, Ben’s got the horror, Luther has his muscles again

Speaking of Luther, he seems to be all over the place. In some shots he has his muscles, in some he doesn’t, in one shot he’s donning spacegear, another he’s in a ballpit, and they even make him sit in the back of the van for old time’s sake

No Sloane tho?? No sparrows at all as far as I can tell :| idk how to feel about that

Another little detail I noticed was when they all pile in the van together, Lila calls shotgun and is promptly shoved aside by Five out of sheer pettiness. And then she has to sit in the middle

They seem to have a bonding moment in the subway with Lila sobbing as Five holds onto her, which I’m very curious about (and scared)

Diego’s shown at a birthday party taking care of a little girl!! With braids! Possibly their daughter? Talk of a rescue mission makes me think their daughter might be kidnapped

Allison shown with a kid also has me thinking Claire returns which makes me so happy

Allison also doesn’t seem to be shot in a villainous or shunned light, so it looks like this season isn’t intent on bashing her (yet. As far as I can see, which honestly thank goodness…)

The dark circles under Ben’s eyes worry me, almost as much as the shot of him in prison(?) and him seemingly being out of sync with the others. Is this Sparrow Ben perhaps? Does it have anything to do with the possibility of there being another Ben? (Maybe he’s accused of identity theft?)

There’s also Another Tentacle in the promo image shared yesterday which I noticed. Maybe a second horror?

I thought maybe it had something to do with Jennifer since there’s been an actor hired for a character with that name, but now I wonder with the two Bens situation…

Reginald might have his Umbrella academy in the woods again? aligning with the comics. Unless this is someone else’s house. But the windows and white brick match.

Really curious how the academy has been rebranded in this universe to be a house for boys. Six, specifically. Seeing as how Allison is the only umbrella-born girl, it’s interesting to see how this universe has shifted to accommodate them all

Viktor might be a bartender?? The area looked familiar but it could just be my eyes. But apart from his Direct Interview with Reginald, (oooh scary) he seems to get in a physical fight with someone. Which is a new approach for him as a characater

Forgive my shitty captures but if it’s not Luther, diego, klaus or five I’m guessing it must be Ben?? But it’s hard to say, but he sure is going at it tho

Who are the square dancers??? My heart wants it to be jayme and Alphonso but the people here look older to me, so it could be Nick Offerman and Megan Mullalley.

Actually upon inspection the fuzzy square dancer has a matching beard pattern to Nick offerman Exactly. So that’s absolutely him.

Klaus really seems to be struggling again, and has those plastic gloves in almost every shot I see. Him dressing dark and drab also says something about his state of mind as well as the panic attack he seems to have :( but at least they’re all back together 🥲

Looks like they also seem to celebrate Christmas together? And a birthday. Honestly I’m just so happy to see them together for events like this I love these dysfunctional dorks so much

There’s so many more things I’m sure I missed and I’ll be rewatching this a few more times until the season drops (three months!!) but in the wise words of Diego: Let’s Fucking GOOOOOOOO I’m so excited for this. HELL YEAH, THE UMBRELLAS BACK TOGETHER AGAIN BAYBEEE

[klausysworld]

Can I get something where reader becomes close to Klaus due to Damon just using her as a destruction and human blood bag (Damon’s in love with Elena) Damon and reader get into a fight after he sees her with Klaus and he tells reader Klaus is only using her to get at him. But Klaus shows reader that what he feels is more then just friends, he proves it to reader by asking reader to leave with him, as reader is more important to him then his hybrids.

Thanks so much… your amazing 🤩

Just us

I stood silently in the doorway as i spotted Damon, my so called boyfriend, tucking a strand of Elena’s hair behind her ear before kissing the corner of her mouth. My heart ached and i began to feel sick as i walked away.

I carefully undid the bandage on my neck to see the torn skin and two deep parallel cuts. I brought the antiseptic wipe up to the wound and gently wiped at the remaining blood. I glanced back at my face and gave a weak smile as i heard Damon calling me back to bed

Damon had been particularly needy recently, apparently due to the stress of Klaus. I had met him and seen him a couple times, he seemed quite nice actually, he was polite and smiled when he saw me, though maybe i’m just imagining it compared to the distasteful looks Damon offers me.

I was sat in the grill at the bar talking to Matt about his day but then he had to leave and serve a table so i was alone… until someone took the seat next to me. I was fully prepared for it to be Damon in a strop over Elena so i turned my head with a sigh though i adjusted my posture and blinked in surprise when Klaus Mikaelson was sat looking at me with raised eyebrows and a teasing grin on his lips

“am i that bad love?” he pouted and i blushed in slight embarrassment

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know it was you” i explained quietly playing with my fingers

“who had you so disappointed? Don’t tell me it’s Damon? Do you want me to torture him for you?” i gaped slightly at his semi-serious offer and felt a small amount of panic to rush through me, did he plan to kill Damon!?

“y/n, love, your hearts going a million miles a minute. I promise i’m not that scary” his tone was light and he put is hands up in a mock surrender action

“no- i know that! i wasn’t, i didn’t mean to offend you” i grasped aimlessly at excuses hoping he wouldn’t get upset… when Damon gets upset he tends to bite.

“i’m not offended, you worry too much sweetheart. Now what are we drinking?” he asked leaning over the bar to get a bartenders attention

that was the first time Klaus and i spent the day together.

from then he seemed to pop up quite regularly.

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“i was about to take a stroll, why don’t you join me, love” and so we walked all over mystic falls, he actually brought us to see the falls where he playfully nudged me toward the water which resulted in me shoving him in and him latching onto me taking me with him. I attached myself to his back and he willingly carried me back to his house where he showed me how to use one of the showers. That evening i received the first pieces of his clothing.

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“You seem peckish love, i myself am quite hungry, perhaps lunch is in order?” he asked rhetorically as he took my hand in his and guided me back to his house where he made his hybrids leave before cooking us food himself.

“i wasn’t aware someone as rich as you would humour yourself with ‘simple human tasks’” i spoke, distaste clear in my voice as i quoted Damon from the other night. Apparently i should be washing his clothes because i’m weak and irrelevant.

“money is an object that not even i can understand, your hunger however is something i can help” he spoke almost carefully, slowly as he studied me. I regretted the tone i had previously used but neither of us mentioned it. Klaus had told me i wasn’t allowed to apologise for things anymore, apparently ‘sorry’ isn’t his favourite thing for me to say.

We sat and ate with minimal conversation but a comfortable silence. We both continuously stole glanced at each other and i could feel the heat rising in my face.

I stayed the entire day, we watched films, mostly my picks as i learnt he was boring and hadn’t seen anything remotely interesting. He showed me his art room and attempted to teach me how to paint.

By the time we had finished and i was ready to leave it was pitch black outside

“you know i’m not entirely comfortable with you being alone in the dark, perhaps you should stay here the night?” he asked softly, his hand on my shoulder. i was apprehensive about staying, Damon would have questions, why wasn’t i in his bed, what if he got mad?

“you can borrow my clothes…or keep my clothes?” i mulled over the opportunity for a moment and as though the universe pushed me in the right direction it began pouring with rain

“well i suppose it is a nice house” i muttered turning back around.

He put me in the room next to his, i was lead on the softest bed i have ever imagined covered in the scent of Klaus’s shirt as i drifted to sleep in the warmth of a thousand blankets

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Klaus and i had been out for the day, we actually went bowling which was…fun. I thought i was pretty good, i forgot he was a thousand year old original hybrid with flawless aim and the perfect pressure to throw it down the aisle.

We parted earlier up the path as i split of the go to the salvatore boarding house. The second inside i was grabbed by the neck and held in a painful hold agains the door, the handle stabbing my side as i clawed at Damons wrist

“what.the.fuck.are you doing with him.” it wasn’t a question. He was furious and the veins were already under his hatful red eyes

“you think he cares if you live or die!? you’re pathetic y/n! i could rip your head from your shoulders and he wouldn’t even notice” he growled squeezing my windpipes harshly and i felt my body giving in to the helplessness. Suddenly the pressure was gone and i was on the floor gasping, tears pouring down my cheeks as i scrambled to the furthest corner of the room

“how dare you touch her.” Klaus. Klaus was here.

I breathed in relief and let myself sag against the wall my head resting against the hard surface.

I felt my eyes droop to the exhaustion and lack of air, muffled shouting and breaking of objects in the background.

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“y/n? are you awake yet my love?” his voice was so delicate. So loving. i reached out for him, my eyes still shut as i held his warm hand and tugged him closer. I felt the bed dip as i was brought closer to his chest, his arms enveloping my body and holding me gently

“we’re going to leave okay? just us, me and you. No hybrids, no doppelgängers, no pathetic excuses of a man. Just us, anywhere you desire” he whispered and i nuzzled closer to him

“but…you’ve waited a thousand years for all of this, you’re hybrids, you don’t want them?” i asked quietly cracking my eyes opening and angling my head up to look into his eyes

“no, they’re not important anymore, i just want you” he promised and sealed it with a kiss. His lips ever so faintly on my the gentleness he held had my heart melting

“just us?”

“just us”

[blackoutdays13]

A life stopping crossover (cue the disco lights)

I am going to assign the Hargreeves sibling to the hunger games district I think they might be in. “Why” you might ask. I don’t know, I just had the idea pop in my head on a ride home.

Diego - District two masonry This one is quite obvious. Diego’s power is manipulating the trajectory of flying objects if something like that. So it would be no shock to have him working with the knives. Since knives are his trademark weapon. So I put number two in district two.

Alison - District one luxury I’m sure we all remember in season one how our first introduction to Alison was really when she was in a red carpet. And throughout the season she seemed to carry on that rich and powerful theme. She was a rich and famous actress and own could assume she has a rich taste. So my first thought was district one for her.

Five - District three technology. District three is smart as hell. Using logic and tragedy to win their games. How Beetee won his games is the main reason I thought to put Five in this district. I know one might think “no he would be in six because of his power” but considering what we know of district six it doesn’t really make much sense to have him there.

Ben - District four fishing. I swear this isn’t just cause of the tentacles… Maybe. I feel as though district four probably has quite a few deaths in its district. With them having to deal with the ocean. Which is scary and uncontrollable. I can see poor little Ben just being another poor worker who dies in a terrible accident. Since from what we know of his death it was unable to be saved. And I won’t forget about Sparrow Ben. He is a prideful little guy and could possibly like Finnick Odair (they are in no ways similar but you get what I trying to say). A guy who gloats about his skill and gains attention to district due to that. So Ben was easy to put in four. Mainly because of my beliefs on the districts death rate.

Klaus - District six transportation We all remember how district six is known for their drug use and how the victors were high on morphling and were called the “morphlings”. Klaus is well known for his non sober lifestyle and his unhealthy habits, so he would fit right in with the crowd.

Viktor - District eleven NEGLECTED DISTRICT. Viktor was neglected as he grew up. Learning not to expect any care. I know one might think to put him in twelve, but after season two (his farm era) I felt more compelled by district eleven. It’s also a district that receives plenty of abuse. I felt like Viktor would be in eleven.

Luther - District seven. I am going to be honest and say I didn't know what to choose for Luther. So I ended up with district seven because I believe it’s the district that requires the most physical strength. Again I didn’t know with him. Cause I know some might choose the Capitol of district one for him, but those just don’t sit right with me. He evolved as character too much for those. So ima just end it with district seven so my brain doesn’t explode.

Bonus 2

Lila - District thirteen Due to the way she was raised Lila was fairly isolated to what reality is. Since the handler lied to her and manipulated her. And I think that is fairly similar to district thirteens residents and how Coin is a lying bitch. Also the shock of thirteen still being up and running reminds me of the shock of Lila having powers. So thirteen felt perfect for her.

Reggie - Capitol This bitch ass doesn’t give two shits about any of his children. Sparrow or Umbrella. Much like how the Capitol doesn’t care about its districts. The people who supply them. Like how the Hargreeve children supply him with fame and do his biddings. Reginald is a very powerful man, much like the citizens of the Capitol. He and Snow would be great friends. So it’s no shock that I believe he would be in the Capitol.

Remember these are my opinions, and I made this post for fun. So feel free to disagree, but stay respectful. Also please do give your opinions on what district you think Luther would be in (just not Capitol of district one). I’m still debating on district ten for him.

[andreal831]

Hi! Got here from Tik tok and you really like Elijah.

Just some conversation I wanted to share was how scary I think they made Elijah in the originals. Note that I don’t actually have any attachments to the characters so I might be stating things blantely. Another theory to why I believe the originals is “darker” than TVD.

This is because of Elijah. In TVD- Elijah helped all of his siblings. In the originals his character got a bit retconned.

In the originals, the entire plot-line of Elijah serving klaus was probably a perverted survival of the fittest ideology. Which he then subconsciously re-animate the trauma of not helping Niklaus , because deep down Elijah knows his reason was absolutely terrifying(self preservation).

I say re-animate trauma because Elijah says he too was “beaten without mercy.” So it’s not like he could’ve helped. But he had to convince himself he should’ve even though it wasn’t possible.

If it were possible than I would completely buy into it. But the writers explicitly say it wasn’t possible.

And because of that* he needed to devote himself to Klaus. Which makes sense because it is shown that Elijah is self loathing.( I can bring up examples if you want) And self loathing because he knows his facade is based on self interest and not nobility. They already say he isn’t noble and already pretends to be. And nobility is doing good for others without self interest.

And -I don’t know why but it seems like he pretends to love his siblings. Apparently he got rid of Finn because he wanted to be the oldest and the most respected in that manner. (The writers put this somewhere) . And he did so because … survival of the fittest.

And even Elijah’s actor admitted Elijah’s pretend love for his siblings.

In all honestly I don’t know why Elijah couldn’t love his siblings. The writers kinda just wrote it as such in the originals. -They hinted Elijah didn’t care about Rebecca’s happiness.

In TVD he wanted all his siblings out of the box . In the originals we see Elijah help Klaus out them there.

*saved Klaus from Mikael

BTW

(The entire klaus asking Elijah to run away with him when they were human -I don’t fully understand that,yet took the time to think about it)

Hi love, thanks for following!

Honestly, my biggest response to most of this is: poor writing. I could write a whole novel on this.

The CW is known for prioritizing ratings over the quality of the show and TVDU is no exception.

The Originals was definitely meant to be a darker show. They aged up all of the characters and focused more on the fight for survival rather than the teen romance we see in TVD.

So when I say the writing wasn't good at times, it's because the show let the audience drive it. Klaus was a favorite so they made a whole show around him and his redemption, often sacrificing the characters/development in order to push the narrative they believed would be most popular. So we see things like Kol and Finn's characters getting completely sidelined and Elijah being absolutely obsessed with Klaus when that wasn't the case for all of TVD.

I also like to think the writers intentionally made the Mikaelsons very biased in their storytelling, but it likely was just more inconsistent writing. But to me, it is more important to watch how they behave rather than what they say. Elijah and Klaus have a tendency to tell stories from the perspective of Klaus, discrediting even Elijah's own struggles/trauma.

I also think too much was put on Elijah at a young age. I see a lot of the fandom angry at Elijah for not protecting his brother when it is clear all of the siblings are just as terrified of Mikael as Klaus is. And I also would find it surprising if they all didn't receive some form of physical/emotional abuse from Mikael as children (remember Klaus was initially Mikael's favorite). But, as you said, Elijah and Klaus have convinced themselves that Elijah failed him as a way to shift blame from Klaus onto Elijah. Elijah is very much viewed as the parent of the family despite their parents' existence and even the failures of their parents are somehow blamed on Elijah.

I do think a lot of Elijah's attachment to Klaus was because he felt guilty for not protecting him better as a child. Childhood trauma has a way of sticking with you and can create a lot of negative trauma responses. But, in my head at least, it is also because that is his closest sibling. We see Elijah is born at a time of upheaval and depression in his family and is often neglected by his parents. To me, Klaus was likely the first person Elijah ever felt a bond with, ever felt love for/from.

I also think you are spot on with the self-loathing. People love to say Elijah pretended to be noble. But he never did. Others said that about him and he didn't necessarily correct them. Yet when we hear him talk about himself, he very much views himself as a monster (hence the red door). He is very aware that his entire motivation in life is protecting his family and he will cross any line to do so. He is also aware of how messed up that is. But this is exactly why you often see him as the one to volunteer to do the worst of the worst deeds. He is still attempting to preserve his siblings' redemption and, since he views himself as a lost cause, he continuously sacrifices his chance at redemption to save his family.

Now, where I think the show failed was how Elijah treated the rest of his siblings, especially Rebekah. I don't think he got rid of Finn to be the oldest (he never had an issue with Freya). But I do think he didn't move to save Finn because he resented him. Finn never protected Elijah, rather he often made things more difficult for his siblings. Elijah had to step up because his older brother refused to.

But I still don't buy that Elijah wasn't trying to protect his siblings for a thousand years. We only see about 1% of their life. But from what we can gather, Kol was locked up around 30-40% of the time and Rebekah was daggered for decades at a time. We don't know anything really about Elijah's experience with the dagger, but we know it has been used on him in the past. But like you said, Klaus asked Elijah to run with them when they were kids, but Elijah wouldn't leave the rest of his siblings behind. He prioritized all of his siblings, not just Klaus. So there was this shift in TO where Elijah was all of a sudden prioritizing Klaus over everyone else. They even apply it back to flashbacks, but it really makes no sense for the character we saw in TVD.

I think an aspect of him not protecting his siblings could be fear of Klaus or fear of isolating Klaus. He didn't act until Klaus had pushed him too far. But at the end of the day, it likely is just bad writing in order to prop Klaus up. The writers always wanted Klaus to have his redemption and didn't really care about the other characters. If no one believed in Klaus' redemption or fought for him, it would be harder to get the audience to fight for him. Klaus had to end up being the good sibling that they all loved so they had to sacrifice the one who actually made the most sense for the part.

Basically, in my opinion, Elijah loved his siblings more than anything and would have made any sacrifice for them. We see it through his actions (even if he's not always great at showing it) more so than the words/storytelling. He sacrificed himself countless times for them and would have died for them, not just Klaus. Unfortunately, the show was hell-bent on being centered around Klaus so we lost a lot of good character development.

** Side note, I don't tend to trust anything Daniel (the actor) says about Elijah. He did an amazing job with the acting but he very much did not pay attention to themes or overall storylines

[moviemunchies]

I was absolutely sure that I’d written a Movie Munchies review for this movie, and apparently I didn’t? I can’t find any record of it existing. I figured I’d go ahead and watch it again this Christmas season because why not?

Klaus is an animated film meant to tell an origin story for Santa Claus. We open with our protagonist, Jesper, the son of the Postmaster General who would rather spend his life in leisure wasting his family’s money. His father’s tired of that nonsense, so he sends him to the remote island of Smeerensburg as a postman and tells him that unless he sets up a successful post office (delivering six thousand letters), he will be cut off from the family fortune.

Jesper is not having a great time in Smeerensburg, which is an unfriendly backwater home to two feuding families that have hated each other since the dawn of time: the Krums and the Ellingboes. That is, until he runs into Klaus, a reclusive woodsman with a massive stash of homemade toys. When Klaus is inspired to deliver one of those toys to a child in town, children get the idea that if they write letters to Klaus, they can get toys too–and Jesper, wanting to capitalize on this, decides to help this along so he can go home.

Of course, no one counted on the side effects of this: not only does Klaus become beloved by the local children, but also the town starts cleaning itself up when the children are told that only good children will get toys. And Jesper starts realizing that maybe Smeerensburg isn’t so bad after all.

Alright, so right off the bat: what makes this movie really shine is the animation. The purpose, as described by the makers, was to make a traditionally-animated film that “picks up where traditional animation left off.” See, in the US at least (director Sergio Pablos recognizes that other countries have rich traditions of animation that are still going strong), most of the major studios switched to computer, 3D animation, and when they go back to traditional animation it’s for nostalgia or callbacks to classics. This movie is not that–it’s meant to be where traditional animation would have developed if it had been allowed to continue as the dominant art form. The result is a movie that looks really, really good–to the point that you might be surprised to find out that it’s traditionally animated.

The movie’s story does not strike me as being particularly original. I suppose that’s a result of me watching a butt-ton of Christmas specials back in the day, in which there are tons of origin stories floating around for Santa Claus. Still, the movie is good–it’s a solid telling of how Santa Claus came to be, and it weirdly doesn’t have many supernatural elements at all.

I am fond of this take on Santa Claus. It is amazing that the first time we see him in the movie, Jesper is terrified of him, because he’s a massive guy living by himself in the woods chopping wood with a giant ax. OF COURSE that’s scary if you have no context to him. Klaus is also, as Jesper points out, not at all talkative at first.

With so many shows and movies we’ve seen jolly, happy Santa. In stories like Rise of the Guardians we see badass warrior Santa. And here, we meet… gruff loner with a heart of gold Santa. I don’t know, I just find it amusing.

He is also, to me at least, just a fascinating take on Santa. He’s a man who takes joy in bringing gifts to children because he doesn’t have his own children–even though he desperately wanted them (that’s why he made so many toys to begin with). There are a few Santa Claus origin movies where he loves children, but the element of “Because he and his late wife couldn’t have any” seems fresh and interesting, and tragic in a way that I don’t get a lot.

There are a couple of things that I don’t think worked for the film. First: the romance between Jesper and Alva. It’s… not really A Thing. Their interactions never struck me as being particularly romantic. Sure, they get closer as the story goes on, but I can’t say that any of it is really strong enough to make it feel much like a romance by anything other than ‘He’s the lead man, she’s the lead woman.’ Maybe I’m just missing something, but it felt a bit forced compared to other elements.

There’s also the film’s moral that it tries to hammer in: that “one selfless deed always inspires another.” Except that’s not what happens–the children aren’t inspired to do good because they’re selfless, it’s because they want presents. Which leads to them becoming more selfless. Likewise, Jesper’s not trying to be a good person, he’s trying to get back home and his family fortune. It’s weird, because the actual message you’d get from this, that acting good regardless of motive will lead to being actually good and bringing out that side in others.

Still, I think it’s a solid and entertaining animated film. It’s funny, it’s fun, it’s cool to look at, and it’s an original Santa Claus origin story that sticks out from many others. If you want to try a new Christmas special, I think this one’s worth a try.

[0oolookitsme]

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All the love always,

A.

Klaus Mikaelson ff sideblog: @aklaustaleteller Fic rec blogs: @ireblogwhatireadcauseduh and @hsficrecommendation MOST RECENT FIC: Baby, We're Fireproof (A, F) (S) Smut. (F) Fluff. (A) Angst. One Shots (2k+ wc) | One Shoty Blurbs (1k+ wc) | Blurbs (1k- wc).

SINGER!HARRY X CEO!Y/N

ONE SHOTS

Baby, We're Fireproof (2.1k) [A, F] Harry has been writing an album, and while Y/n wants to go easy on him, she just can't adjust to his absence and the fact that he has abandoned their relationship. But Harry is quick to realise his fault and remind her that they're fireproof.

Double Date Day (3.0k) [F] It is Valentine's Day, also known as the Double Date Day in the Styles' house. And being one of the highly anticipated days for the family, a lot of preparation and antics take place throughout the day!

Harryween Night ...In! (2.0k) [F] In which Harry and Y/n have cozy night in on Halloween night at Anne's -- watching nineties scary movies, and handing out treats (specifically to a girl who's too sweet and dressed up as Dorothy).

A Messy Day (2.5k) [A] In which Harry doesn't communicate his feelings well, and decides that y/n is the one acting childish.

A Little ‘You’ Wannabe (2.4k words) [F, A] In which Harry, Amore, and Andre decide to pay Y/n a visit at her office, but only after reaching there does Harry realizes that she’d be in a meeting. Andre, being the sneaky boy he is, enters the meeting room.  

First Time in Paris (5.2k words) [S, F, A] In which Y/n realizes she hasn’t gone on a vacation with Harry and hasn’t even engaged him. [PS- One thing happens against their will]  

Sleepless Nights (2.1k words) [F, A] In which Y/n has a stress-filled week, followed by insomnia and supported by Harry’s gentle words which escape his mouth when he thinks she’s asleep. [PS- It’s vice-versa]

Hello M’ Heart (4.4k words) [S, F] In which a small Playful text leads to tears then to the cancelation of a surprise date and then to making love.

ONE SHOTY BLURBS

Such an Opportunist [F] Harry really needs to sleep, and Y/n is very shocked to learn that he's written songs she'd yet to hear. Also, Harry falls on some Lego bits and what better opportunity to ask for a back massage?

But Baby, It's Cold Outside [F] Y/n and Harry are decorating for Christmas with a baby soon to arrive, and Harry keeps draping a blanket over y/n's frame even though the room has grown too hot.

Falling in Love [F] In which they are still falling in love, and Harry believes there always needs to be sweet for salty. (Previously knows as 'Sweet for Salty')

More Than One [F] In which they are in a bath together, and Y/n messes up her concept of plural and singular when Harry asks about the baby growing in her womb.

Take an Off Tomorrow [F] I honestly don't know what this is other than a combo of two asks. So, thanks to @harryfeatgaga and her anons :)

Time For A Little Show [F] Amore had convinced harry to do a little show in London so that she and her brother can see him perform their mutually favourite song, live for the first time.

He Remembers [F, S] In which it shows that the song ‘Golden’ isn’t his, but his wife, Y/n’s pov. And also, in which Y/n dissolves in the crowd and cheers when Harry doesn’t find her by the last song, but the spankings prove just something else.

BLURBS

Cuddles, Loud Laughs and sleeping babies [F]

Tit-for-Tat [F]

Glowing [F]

Not a Movie Night [F]

FOOTBALLER!HARRY X ART DIRECTOR!Y/N

ONE SHOTS

Like Gold Dust (3.1k words) [A] Winter has come knocking the wind out of Harry's lungs, and happiness has begun feeling like gold dust to him -- everybody seems to be chasing after it, but rarely catches it. But while Harry deals with the harshest Winter he's ever had, Y/n seems to have begun hating her favourite season.

My Good Girl (4.3k words) [S] In which Harry finds you, his girl best friend, pleasuring yourself and shows you just what he can be other than a sweet best friend who agrees to bring pastry for the movie marathon.

Home, Sweet Home (2.1k words) [F] In which Harry returns home to his family after an away game. 

Heart Showered in Rose Petals (3.1k words) [F] In which Harry pleads Y/n to watch his biggest University game and romantic events unfold just after the game. Not to forget about the funny moments attached to the whole day. 

ONE SHOTY BLURBS

Knight in the Shining Armour [A, F] Harry and Y/n are at a party and everyone's enjoying their time until comes in a dude who can neither take no for an answer, nor register the fact that he's just been warned.

Keep On Waiting [F] Harry somehow tricked Y/n into coming over and wrapping his presents for him -- but when he hugs her for too long, Y/n can't help but think that she really would keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe.

No More Kisses [F] In which Harry comes back to the frat house late after a practice session, Y/n has decided to takeover his room's floor to lay down her projects and somehow ends up getting tricked by Harry into taking a shower with him.

Mum for the Day [F] In which it’s Sunday and the missus is found asking for a sleep-in day. So, Harry finds himself up and out of bed, and on his way to their kids.

Swollen Belly [F, S] In which Harry proves that he can fulfill her cravings and not only make her satisfied but happy ...and horny.

Positive [F] In which Y/n has pregnancy symptoms and mistakes it for a slump, which results in her blaming herself for everything. Only when Harry recommends her to take a pregnancy test do they find out about the precious life forming in her belly.

BLURBS

Save Some for your Daddy, Baby Boy [S, F]

Cool Daddy Mode? On. [F]

Tired [F]

A Routine [F]

Melted Ice Cream [F]

Dismissed [F]

Sleepy Drunk [F]

MODEL!HARRY X FASHION DESIGNER!Y/N

ONE SHOTY BLURBS

Shoot [F, S] Just a compilation of the events that take place at the Dazed photo shoot.

Is She an Actress? [F] In which James Cordon convinces his two friends to do a game show with him. Only during the show does he realize that the two people who he thought were strangers to each other, might be more than friends.

BLURBS

Cancellation of Little Plans [S, F]

FAKE IG

Flower Goes Floral [F] Harry at the Brits, wearing an iconic dress suit, styled by none other than his girlfriend, Y/n.

New Year and Another Year of Us [F] Just a compilation of events that take place on days around the New Year told through pictures, captions, and comments :)

ARTIST!HARRY X PHOTOGRAPHER!Y/N

ONE SHOTS

Carving Pumpkins and Making A Memory (3.3k words) [F] I think it's all in the title hahah <3

ONE SHOTY BLURBS

Piece of His Heart [F, A] Harry and Y/n were students, and now, parents to a newborn babygirl as well. With all of the newfound emotions rushing through them, one thing he knew was that they were going to build this new little family slowly, and lovingly.

Exhibition Times [F, A] The one in which Harry is behind on his work for his exhibition but Y/n just makes everything better.

Mama's Day [F] Harry adores his wife and takes Opal with him for cooking her mama some breakfast in bed.

Picnics and Fist Bumps [F] In which Opal is taken on her very first picnic and Y/n and Harry can't help but discuss some sweet memories.

DWD!HARRY X DWD!Y/N

ONE SHOTS

Burning Up (2.0k) [F] Harry is sick, and Y/n is panicking because she isn't quite sure how one takes care of a sick person, plus, she can't even cook well enough! But, as she takes care of him, it's like time slows down, and then speeds back up -- just like her heart each time that he lazily smiles at her.

Anything For You... And I (2.9k words) [S, F] In which Harry is in a good mood and so he makes Y/n feel good too.

Whiskey Eyes and Liquorish Blush (2.2k words) [S, A] In which Jack cheats on his fiancé, y/n, and receives a strip tease instead of conversation from her -as a goodbye, along with a kiss + slap to his cheek.

BLURBS

Promotion [F]

NO AU!HARRY X NO AU!Y/N

ONE SH0TS

Best Gift and Waffles (2.8k) [F] It’s y/n’s birthday, Harry ends up being assigned the duty of making waffles every time they’ll be planned to be made, and Juno’s gift is termed as the best she’s ever received. (for sunnie <3)

ONE SHOTY BLURBS

We'll also Sit there One Day [F] In which Harry and Layla get it written in their destiny that if their knots are tied, they will be with each other only. (for maya <3)

Next-Door Stranger [F] Y/n hates frogs, except the one because of whom she got to meet her pretty neighbour. But she still kinda hates him because he was the reason why Harry’s Rose pot was broken by her. 

Not His Fault [F] In which Posey, a doggy who was to act in the MV of Kiwi gets sick and Y/n just happens to be there with her dog, Bingo.

Dia Dos Namorados [F] In which Harry plans a little Valentine's surprise and only when he gets to it does he realize just how hard it is to bake a Brigadeiro cake; and also, how fast he can make himself look presentable.

BLURBS

Storm [F]

My Charger! [F]

The Gender Revealers [F]

Stop Huffing! [F]

Donuts  [Blurb] {For @/band–psycho} [F]

Harry’s Blushing!  [Blurb] {For @/heloisedaphnebrightmore} [F]

UNEXPLORED (SO FAR) AU'S

MARVEL AU! Y/N X HARRY X TOM HOLLAND

Auditions (Platonic Era) [F]

A Day Made Better (Platonic Era) [F]

BAKER!HARRY X FLORIST!Y/N

Hello Ms. Baker [F]

WOLF!HARRY X DETECTIVE!Y/N

Unnecessary Growl [F]

DEVIL!HARRY X (VAMPIRE) ASSASSIN!Y/N

Dazzled [S, F, A]

EXCERPTS

NHL!Harry x Figure Skater!Y/n [It's Buzzcut Season, Anyways!]

HEADCONONS

[both of them are basically ‘step-by-step’ blurbs lmao] 

Doing Magazine photoshoot with Harry [F]

Artist!Reader [F]

MILESTONE/FESTIVE CELEBRATIONS

Drabble nights - 200 lovelies Celebration!

Fics-mas for Christmas - Just a small n' smutty celebration for Christmas :)

Kinktober'23 - Another smutty celebration, but this time 'round, it's simply for October ;)

Remember that everything will be alright and to tpwk (including yourself)! All the love always, A &lt;3

[crazyinluvfix]

almost done with a KLAUS MIKAELSON one shot !!

summary: when klaus brings his girlfriend to meet his family for the first time they don’t exactly welcome her with open arms. namely, rebekah. but as soon as she takes a dagger to her pride she gets ANGRY, and klaus is utterly amused and even more in love than he was before.

keep your eyes peeled for ‘DON’T NEED SAVING,’ out by the end of the week x

request by: @ranisingsnew

[messers-moony]

Serene 2 | F.H

Paring: Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader

Summary: Five’s wife has a room in their apartment for her own safe keeping. But Diego’s daughter accidentally reveals her biggest secret.

“ Life just keeps getting worse, I suppose. I can't even date these because the days pass, and I don’t know what day it is. I think we’re only a month in. I’ve started to speak to Five more. He was flabbergasted when he heard my voice for the first time, but the smile on his face was hard to miss.

I feel bad for him. I watched him grieve for his siblings in silence. He talks the world of them. It’s somewhat cute to see how passionate he gets when he speaks of Vanya and Klaus. It seems that they had a special place in his heart.

The green color in his eyes seems to glitter more. Sometimes it’s from the lingering water residing or the passion that just rolls off his tongue in such a satisfying way. He’s a beautiful being, truly. I feel so happy I got stuck with him despite how different we are.

My voice was hoarse after not talking for a month. I was surprised it even worked, to be honest. I could feel every word I wanted to say on the tip of my tongue. There was so much I wanted to say– so much I needed to say, but I just couldn’t.

It was like my head was overflowing with overwhelming emotion. Five is delicate and ill-tempered. I don’t want to anger him. He seems so fired up nowadays. The last thing I want is to add fuel. Especially now. “

“ I like to think it’s about six months in. I could be entirely off. It’s about autumn now. What’s left of the leaves of the trees are changing color. It’s magnificent. Five smiles more. Perhaps it’s because I speak now. Regardless, he’s not as fired up anymore. He’s calm and patient.

He understands that I dislike conflict. I caught him looking through a broken-down library the other day. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but he seemed so calm and content. He was just sitting on the floor, crisscross, breathing. That’s it. He just lived for a long while.

Maybe he was treasuring the fact he could still breathe. Possibly he was calming himself down before reaching our tiny settlement. He never looks that content unless he’s asleep, but I don’t ever get to see him sleep. He refuses to let himself relax unless I’m sleeping myself.

Five’s strategic, but he does this as a sense of protection. He doesn’t ease up until he knows I’m safe and calm. It’s a way of affection that he gives without saying the words ‘I care about you’. It’s always little things with Five. I wouldn’t say he likes me or has a crush on me. But I’d say he’s very patient with me.

Right now, life isn’t as bad. “

“ A whole year has gone by. That much I know because it’s winter again. Five and I are now fourteen. Nothing has changed between us. We’re still cordial with each other. He’s talked so much about his past, about his training, siblings, and family.

I think it comforts him to talk about himself or what remains of himself. He speaks of his goals and aspirations, which I nod along to. He tells me I’m a good listener, but I’ve only grown up to be a listener. He doesn’t know that, of course. I listen, I observe, and I report. That’s what my life was like. Talking wasn’t in the picture. “

“ I don’t know how much time has passed. I’ve lost count of the number of seasons, but I feel about twenty. Five shows more interest in me. More curiosity than before. He’s sweet. The other day he found a book that he gifted to me.

I found an envelope to put these parchments inside when we time travel back. I’d like to keep these for him and me. Maybe give them to him eventually. I finally told him of my past: the abuse, the quietness, loneliness, and hurt. Five understood more than anyone. He’s been through it.

Despite knowing my past, he still wants to be here. I talk more to him. He let me know how grateful he was for it. He said he loves my voice and the way my words roll of my tongue. Sometimes at night, he just asks me to speak. Nothing in particular, just chatting.

He especially likes when I read to him. His sister Vanya wrote an autobiography, and he let me read it to him. I’ve never seen him so vulnerable before. He cried in my arms for hours when I read. He crumbled everything down and let me in. It was the best feeling I could ever have. “

“ This may sound cliché, but I think Five likes me or has a crush on me. His cheeks get a tinge of pink now despite the springtime. I feel something for him, but I can’t decide what it is just yet, but it’s something. He’s a sweetheart.

I began writing my first draft of a novel. I don’t think I’m going to tell him about it. I prefer to keep this private, primarily since it’s based on my life. I want Five to be a part of my life. The other day I was exploring. I found people, and it hurt. I saw a little kid. I don’t know their name, but she was adorable. Maybe around the age of four.

For the first time in a while, I allowed myself to cry. I was alone. This little girl was so pure, so innocent. She didn’t deserve this. Five got hurt yesterday. It took all my strength to heal him. I haven’t used my healing powers in years, I believe.

It doesn’t really affect me much. It just drains me. Five wasn’t expecting it. I didn’t tell him that I had them or how I ended up in the apocalypse. It was a scary injury. He got slashed across the stomach with a metal object.

I collapsed on him. “

[momolady]

Living Armor Boyfriend: Morrow

Female Main Character (cis) x Male Monster (nonbinary)

Sometimes it’s hard for me to sit still and think straight. I struggle to get my words out properly when I speak. So when I feel like I can get my words out in a way that’s coherent for other people, I tend to blurt them. It’s easy to believe I don’t think like everyone else, especially not my sisters. Winifred is so responsible, and Edith is so smart, I don’t know exactly how I’m supposed to line up with them.

At least I can read, or so I tell myself. Even if it does take time for me to focus on it, I can read things others can’t. In books, the words all make sense to me, and I can see sheet music and play it instantly. If I try really hard, I can sometimes read around a person. So far, all I can read about people is whether they are acting nice or mean. My mind won’t let me focus enough to read much else into a person. I’ve been told this is a blessing from Father Klaus, but I would give it away in an instant to be able to think normal.

I rely heavily on my sisters to help me plan and think ahead, but even then it’s hard. Edith always has good ideas, like giving me something soft to touch, or a toy to occupy my hands while I read. I was told I was hard to hold as a baby, which frustrated my mother. My dad said he thought it was best I leave the keep because it would be easier for me. I never knew my mother like Winifred and Edith did. I want to know her, even though Edith is really angry with her.

I suppose that’s why I wanted to help Edith, because maybe I can meet my mother, even for a little bit. Maybe then I could put into perspective why my head is the way it is. Why am I so scrambled when my sisters are so focused? So when we found books they couldn’t read, but I could, I grew really excited to be useful for something. I did find a spell to summon an entity that could help us with Edith’s plan. But I sort of twisted things.

The spell said the spirits would mend hearts for the better, and I thought it would help Edith and Winifred, since they seemed so upset at our mom. But I don’t think clearly all the time, so maybe I did something wrong.

Because the suit of armor that stands before me is kind of scary. Okay, he’s super fucking scary. Black armor has never been good, right? I mean, in all the fairy tales, that’s the symbol of the villain. So this suit of armor, black, sharp, and menacing, doesn’t exactly portend happiness. It looks like the peal of doom, and I hear alarm bells ringing.

“Wait,” I gasp out loud and turn. “Those are church bells!” I’m standing on top of a hill, but I had been in the pavilion with my sisters just a second ago. The area is dark and grey. Even the sky is shrouded with thick, dark clouds. When I breathe, I smell smoke rather than the cold scent of fresh snow in the air. It feels like everything is still; no birds, no animals. Only silent pine trees stand around me.

“Wait, where the fuck are we?” I snap at the suit of armor. “What’s going on? Where are my sisters? What the fuck is this?”

The suit is silent for a moment, only moving to lift his hand and point along a winding path behind us. I follow his pointing finger, then look back at him. “Fuck that. I’m not going anywhere near there,” I protest.

He growls deeply, rattling his metal surface. “Shit,” I gulp and hold my tongue. Maybe it’s not the best thing to talk to this one too much. But I never could sit still long enough to really hold anything. “I’m Lydia,” I say while pointing directly at myself. “I summoned you. So I command you to take me home.”

The suit snarls audibly and shakes his head.

“What do you mean no? Are you even allowed to do that?” I look around for the spellbook. “I know there are rules for these sorts of things. This is magic, and magic isn’t just a lot of surprising things. It’s real, you know? It has rules just like everything else in life, so you can’t...”

The suit of armor roars at me, throwing back his shoulders, craning his neck, and putting his all into it.

“Don’t talk to me like that! I can’t help this! My head isn’t put on right!” I knock my fist against my temple. “I’m also scared, so it’s making all my talking worse! The roaring and the spooky way you’re standing isn’t helping!”

He stands erect and lifts his hand, moving it in a strange fashion. For some reason, I can understand the way his hands move, almost as if he’s talking with them.

“Oh,” I murmur. “So your neck isn’t put on right either?”

He moves his hands again to speak to me.

“I’m sorry. I’ll try to listen, but I have a hard time doing that.” I give him an apologetic smile. “I’m glad I can understand you though. What's your name then, sir?”

His hands move elegantly, even in the jagged, spooky armor he is wearing.

“Morrow,” I murmur. “That’s really pretty, actually. Sounds like the name of a prince. You don’t look like a prince, though. Your armor makes you look like a...”

He points down the path again.

“Okay, okay, I’m going. Damn.” I walk ahead, but before I can make heads or tails of where I’m going, I step off the path to look at some stones piled along the side. “These look funny.” I say as I crouch down before them. “They’re stacked weird, almost like...” I realize they’re the foundation of a house. I’m not looking at any sort of stack, but at ruins.

Morrow comes up behind me, motioning back towards the path.

“Where are we?” I ask. “What is this place? Everything smells old and earthy.”

Morrow grumbles deep in his chest, letting his shoulders sag. He points back to the path, then signs again. “Just follow me.”

“I’d like to know where we are going, at least.” I stand up and look back at the ruins as I leave. Morrow keeps behind me, if only to make sure I keep going. Once we crest over a hill, I can see the horizon before me. Everything looks strange, almost familiar, but there’s something that isn’t quite right about what I am seeing.

“You know, I was really thinking it was my sisters who needed this mending-of-hearts sort of thing. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it aside from my...” I stop when it finally clicks. After rolling around in my mind, the marble has finally fallen. “Where are the Kringle Peaks?” I ask breathlessly. “They’re… sort of there, but they’re not all there.” I look back at Morrow. “What happened?”

Morrow nods his head.

“What does that mean?” I huff at him. “I don’t have a train of thought like most people! I need you to be direct with me.”

Morrow opens the visor of his helmet, letting lava and spewing hot ash pour from inside. I scream until, in a blink, it all just vanishes. Instead I only see one pale blue eye inside the helmet. He closes it, and I gasp. My jaw drops and my lungs constrict in my chest. “The Peaks erupted? But how?”

Morrow takes my hand and leads me along the path again. I understand that the ruins around us were once the town. Pine trees have spread inward, creating a sparse forest where the town used to be. But due to the ash in the snow, the trees, too, look like stone. There’s no life here, just greyness and doom.

We stop in a place that is familiar, or at least it feels that way. I kneel on the ground, digging away snow and dirt to find the street. There, on the stone path, I see the rock with veins of amethyst that my dads had put in front of our house. I look up and no longer see the brick house where I grew up, or the windows trimmed in white, or the little windchime I hung over the front door. I turn back to Morrow, my thoughts spinning and colliding. There is so much that could have happened here, it’s making my head loud and angry.

“Please tell me this isn’t real.” I begin to cry. My head aches from so much effort, and I have to clasp my hands over my ears. “Tell me this isn’t even a possibility.”

Morrow’s hands move. ‘This is a possibility, but only a possibility.’

I have to give myself a moment to let my thoughts calm down. “If it is only a possibility, then why show me this?”

Morrow tilts his head down, then turns and points again.

I grimace. “You can just tell me! I can read your hands. You don’t always have to point. That’s rude, you know?”

Morrow starts talking with his hands again. I raise my hand. “You’re talking too fast, hold on!”

He starts over, and I have a better time reading him. “Futures are not a permanent fixture on the horizon. They are points of direction we can go. Always changing, sometimes even with our breath. I need you to see this so you will know how to lead your family.”

“Lead my family?” I balk at him. “I can’t even lead a horse to water!”

“Your powers are more advanced than theirs. Your perception is needed to ensure your sister does not cause great harm.”

“Which one?” I murmur.

His hands go still.

I frown at him. “I need my sisters. I can’t tell them what to do.” I start pacing and rubbing my hands up and down my arms. “I need them to tell me what to do.”

Morrow just watches me pace back and forth in the ash.

“I’m not a future person!” I insist. “I can only think in terms of here, of now. If I try to think too far ahead, my mind gets all...” I stop and close my eyes as I begin to cry.

Morrow touches my shoulder, and I look back at him to see him speak. “It’s not about time,” he says. “It’s about knowing what is right and what is wrong.”

Tears slip down my cheeks. “What do you mean?”

He continues to move his hands to talk. “You knew it was wrong to summon the creature your sister, Edith, wanted. So you chose something else. You say you can’t plan for the future, but in that moment, you did.”

“Then this…” I look around and blink more tears free. “This could have been what happened had I not changed the spell?”

Morrow nods. “You changed the future because of the perception you possess. You knew it would be wrong, so you chose something that you felt was right.”

I sniffle and wipe my nose with my sleeve. “You could have just said so instead of scaring me.” I laugh despite the fact I’m crying. “Shit!”

Morrow offers his hand to me, and when I take it I find it magically warm. I place my other hand around it, and his surface feels smooth to the touch. I smile shyly at him and shake his hand. Morrow’s chest rumbles with a deep sound, and I have the sudden urge to hug him. I put my arms around him, squeezing tight despite the hardness. He holds his arms awkwardly, not exactly sure what to do in the moment.

“Thanks!” I say as I step back. “I’ve always felt I could never make the right choice without my sisters helping me. But after seeing this, maybe they’re the ones who need me.”

Morrow lowers his head slightly and signs again. “Just because you feel your train of thought is strange doesn’t mean it’s not good. Be patient with yourself. Not everyone has to think or feel the same at all times. If that were the case, in times of crisis, we’d all react the same way.”

I smile at him again. “I’ll try to remember that.”

“I can tell you from now on when you need it. Because from here on out, I will be your familiar.” He holds his hand out to me again.

I’m fit to burst. I’ve never had a friend outside of my sisters. I’ve always been too much for others to handle for too long. I grin uncontrollably, thinking about how Morrow and I will be friends from now on. “Are you sure you want me?”

“It’s not about wanting this,” he replies with his hands. “We were placed together because the two of us needed one another.”

I never expected to hear those words from someone, at least not directed to me. “My, my. If this was a different situation, I think those words would have earned you a kiss.”

The blue glow of Morrow’s eye grows bright behind his visor. Rather than take his offered hand, I slip my arm around his waist and stand by his side so he can use both his hands to speak. But I can feel something emanating from him. Not just warmth, but something a little more, something a little deeper. Perhaps this is the bond that has formed between us, the one we need. I think I could grow to like that word a lot more. Need. It sounds so strong yet so weak. I wonder how long we will need each other. Days? Years? Is this for life? I hope it is. I would like for Morrow to be around for a long time, even if he is some spooky spirit from another realm.

Morrow puts his hand before my eyes and shuts off my train of thought. “Thinking?” he signs with his hands.

I smile up at him. “You could tell?”

“You got this look on your face. It was weird so I thought I’d intervene. It’s time we go back.”

I suddenly grow very worried. “Will my sisters be mad at me for what I did? Or did they see the same thing I did?”

“Your sisters saw what they needed, just like you.” He extends his arm, and the ash turns back into snow. The ruins grow back into houses and buildings. Between the snowflakes I can see my sisters appearing.

I look up at Morrow. “Thank you.”

His eye flashes blue behind his visor again, and the normal world returns. I feel life around me again, and I smell cold snow. My sisters look the same, but there is something changed in their eyes. We look at one another, smiling, before the three suits of armor gather together and kneel before us. “We are yours to command until the Eve you will want us no more,” they speak in unison.

I look at my sisters. I break a smile and hold my arms out. “Well? Are we still going?”

“Uh,” Edith starts. “I’m not sure anymore.”

“We should go,” Winifred says decisively. “Not in war, mind you. But I do think we should talk directly to our mother.”

Edith and I look at Winifred in surprise. “Yeah, me too!” I agree. “I’ve thought that the whole time!”

“Really?” Edith asks quietly.

I nod. “Yeah! You’ve been too harsh. I don’t even know our mom, and yet you think I can’t stand her either?”

“I’m sorry,” Edith says softly. She nods. “You’re both right. I should have listened to you two, or at least, given you both a chance to speak. I’m so sorry.”

It’s a strange moment. Winifred and I are used to Edith being loud and pushy. “We can forgive, Edith,” Winifred replies.

I have so much going on in my mind. What happened between my sisters and their escorts? They feel changed. Do I seem different to them too?

Morrow waves at me, catching my attention and diverting it. I smile at him and wave back before looking at my sisters. “Let’s go,” I hold my hand out to Edith and look back at the three suits of armor. “We have backup now, after all. We can do this together.”

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Haunted, Part Two: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

So this is Part Two! Hope this is okay for you guys, and enjoy x 

Need to catch up? Find the rest of the series just below:

Haunted

Stood there and watched you walk away From everything we had But I still mean every word I said to you

In her dream, Klaus Mikaelson was walking away from Y/N Y/LN. She couldn’t bear it, she knew that much, couldn’t watch him leave her. In her dream, him leaving her meant something worse than death, so she said his name, and he stopped.

He turned.

In her dream, he seemed to change his mind. In her dream, he seemed to be saying something she couldn’t quite work out, but it made her heart feel like it was about to burst all the same. In her dream, she repeated those words back to him, her conscious mind still not entirely sure what she was saying.

In her dream, Klaus, her figure in the shadows, the creature that had saved her life, the something that had been pulling her to New Orleans, was walking back towards her, and Y/N watched as those sapphire eyes turned to gold, watched as those black veins appeared on his skin.

In her dream, Y/N wasn’t scared as he approached her, her blood racing, her skin tingling as he trailed a finger down her arm, like he was examining her. Those golden eyes looked at her like they were studying her, a predator eyeing up its prey.

But Y/N wasn’t scared. Not even when he kissed her.

He will try to take away my pain And he just might make me smile But the whole time, I'm wishing it was you instead

In her dream, as Klaus Mikaelson’s lips met hers, moving with hers in perfect synchronicity, like they were made for each other, all of Y/N’s pain faded away. She was no longer afraid of the monsters that lurked in the dark, the greatest of them all providing pleasant temptation.

She felt his absence when he pulled away from her, but she couldn’t help but feel that pull, that string that had led her to New Orleans when those golden eyes returned to their blue, when Klaus’s lips stretched into a smile that she returned in an instant.

When Y/N woke up, breathing heavily, she could only think of the Klaus in her dream. It wasn’t the first dream she had had about him since the night he had saved her, each one the same. He was trying to tell her something, and she was trying to say it back, but she didn’t know what it was. He would kiss her in his hybrid form and she would want to take him in her arms and hold him close.

And every day since, she hadn’t stopped thinking about him, part of her wishing that the situation would happen with the real version of Klaus. He hadn’t been around her since that night; she couldn’t feel his presence anymore, and she missed it.

Which was why she made the decision to go and find him herself.

Oh, holding my breath Won't see you again Something keeps me holding onto nothing

Y/N looked up at the gates of the Mikaelson compound, holding her breath. Klaus had been avoiding her, she knew that, and it probably would have been wise to let him do so, but she couldn’t. She hadn’t been able to get him out of her head ever since she realised he was the something that had brought her to New Orleans.

She needed to know what he did, needed to know why she couldn’t stop thinking about him, needed to know what he was saying in those dreams. Something about him was making her want to hold onto him, and she couldn’t bear the thought of that something turning into nothing.

She pushed open the gates and exhaled as she stepped into the courtyard. There was silence for a moment as she surveyed the area, listening, hoping to feel Klaus’s presence. She couldn’t explain it, but she knew that if Klaus were there, she would feel him. She had felt him ever since she had arrived in New Orleans, after all.

Then there were footsteps, and Y/N was face to face with a blonde woman. The woman looked her up and down, eyes widening, before she spoke.

“It’s you.”

Come on, come on, don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out

“I’m sorry?”

Y/N looked at the blonde woman who was still studying her. She looked like Klaus, and she figured she must be one of his sisters. She seemed to know her in the same way that the vampire Klaus had saved her from did, and it only added to her confusion.

“It’s you. You’re Y/N.” Oh, so she knew her name. It should have surprised her more than it did, but after her encounter with Klaus, it seemed that the Mikaelson family had a habit of knowing who she was. The woman held out her hand and Y/N shook it as she introduced herself. “I’m Freya.”

Ah, the witch in the family. “I was looking for Klaus.”

Freya’s face fell, and a pit began to form in Y/N’s stomach as she waited for her answer. “Klaus isn’t here.”

“Well where is he?”

“My brother seems to have dropped off the radar for a while. He left New Orleans about a week ago.” He had saved Y/N a week ago. Why would he leave after she had finally got to speak to him? Why would he leave her alone after he had saved her life? It didn’t make sense, but then again, nothing was really making sense these days.

Something's gone terribly wrong You're all I wanted

“Why?” Y/N hated the way Freya was looking at her, with pity in her eyes. This wasn’t how today was supposed to pan out, and she had a feeling it wasn’t about to get any better. She followed the witch over to the seating area of the courtyard, patiently waiting for her answer as Freya looked at her with the utmost sincerity.

“You really don’t know, do you?”

“I’m going to be honest, it seems to me like I don’t know a lot of things. I don’t know why your brother has been watching me since I arrived, why people are trying to kill me to get at him, and why everyone seems to know who I am. I was hoping for some answers.”

Freya sighed, a sympathetic yet hopeful smile on her face. “What do you know about werewolves, Y/N?”

“That Klaus is half one, for a start.”

“And how do you feel about Klaus?”

That she wanted him. That there was something about him that she wanted to dive into, to never let go of. That she couldn’t explain any of it without sounding crazy, but Klaus had drawn her to New Orleans. “He saved my life.”

“And now you’ve come looking for him.” Freya looked at Y/N, her eyes twinkling. “Tell me, Y/N. Have you ever heard the stories about werewolves only having one great love of their life? They call it mating.”

Come on, come on, don't leave me like this I thought I had you figured out

Y/N knew all about it. Mating was something she knew as being fictional, something only in stories, in myths and legends. It wasn’t real, that bond between two people that could never be broken. It was made by fate, destiny, and it took a momentous encounter for the two people involved to realise what it was.

Y/N didn’t have to wait for Freya to explain for her to realise what was going on. Something brought her to New Orleans, the supernatural creatures of the city knew who she was, were trying to use her to hurt Klaus. Klaus had saved her life and now she couldn’t stop thinking about him. Now she wanted him more than anything in the world.

But there was one thing it didn’t explain. “So why did he leave?”

“He’s figuring some things out. He didn’t say what.”

“So, what? He’s just going to leave me – me­ – here until he figures out whether or not to act on this?”

“He’s not exactly in control right now. I imagine he’s deciding what to do when it comes to you. You make him vulnerable, after all. But he’ll do what’s right, he always does.”

Y/N didn’t point out that reputation suggested otherwise, her heart pounding as the reality of the situation sunk in.

Can't breathe whenever you're gone Can't turn back now, I'm haunted

“So everyone knows?”

“Most people, yes. It’s kind of hard to not to notice it when you’re all Klaus Mikaelson watches all day, everyday.” Freya smiled and took Y/N’s hand with sisterly affection. “I’m sorry you had to find out like this. And I know it seems scary, but Klaus is a good man.” Y/N raised an eyebrow and Freya chuckled. “Well, most of the time.”

Freya’s words gave Y/N a little bit of hope. Already the bond between her and Klaus was settling, and the idea of spending her life with him was starting to seem like an inviting prospect. That was, if he ever came back.

He was running from her, she knew it. He had seen how she made him act on that night, and now he was avoiding her. Y/N feared that Klaus didn’t like how she had made him vulnerable, how she made him lose control.

He was supposed to be all powerful, and she supposed that he didn’t like realising he had a downfall.

The idea of him not coming back broke her heart in ways that she was still struggling to explain. She was sure that whatever happened, Klaus Mikaelson, her something, would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Which was why she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his voice, however angry he sounded.

“What is she doing here?”

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Halloween Event

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“Great! The blood-sucking Brady Bunch!” - Jacob Black

“Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?” - Stiles Stilinski

“Every day is Halloween, isn’t it? For some of us.” - Jace Wayland

“During the day, I don’t believe in ghosts. At night, I’m a little more open -minded.” - Tate Langdon

@joeynihil​ and Peter Rumancek’s Halloween ~ Moodboard

“You don’t know much about magic.” - Nick Scratch

“When you turn to a bat, where do your clothes go?” - Spike

“And now it’s time to send in our cute little secret weapon.” - Ivar Ragnarsson

Halloween with Eric Coulter {Moodboard}

“She used to tell me that a full moon was when mysterious things happen and wishes come true.” - Ivar Ragnarsson  

“What an excellent day for an exorcism.”-  Peter Hale

“Blah blah, vampire emergency, blah” - Rebekah Mikaelson & Theo Raeken

“You are too precious for words, why I could just… eat you alive!”  - Hvitserk Ragnarsson

“So is the devil, Halloween Santa?” - Lucifer Morningstar

“I’ve got the devil in me!” - Lucifer Morningstar 

“I always wonder if it’s better to bury two bodies in one place or spread them around. I’m sure there’s a right answer, but I never want to meet the person who knows it.“ - Maze / Lucifer Morningstar

“What is this guy, Witch-ipedia?” - John Constantine 

“You only have one super power, and it is your breasts.” - Elijah Mikaelson 

“It’s Halloween; everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” - Eric Northman 

“Stop calling it a haunted house. It’s not even scary.“ - Seeley Booth

“I know you’re joking, but on the off chance you aren’t, no.” - Victor Zsasz 

“Every day is Halloween, isn’t it? For some of us.” - Eric Coulter

“Those guys at the impound. Did they really smash my car?” - Dean Winchester

“I’m the guy that’s gonna save your ass.” - Eric Coulter

Halloween with Theo Raeken moodboard - Theo Raeken

“You can’t commit crime on Halloween!” - Barbara Kean

“I do believe in killing the messenger. Know why? Because it sends a message.” - Mick Rory

“It’s so sweet. He looks just like a little entrée.” - Ripper!Stefan Salvatore 

“During the day, I don’t believe in ghosts. At night, I’m a little more open-minded.” - Harley Quinn

“If this is a joke, I’ll kill you!” - Eric Coulter

“So, what can a teen wolf do?” - Cora Hale

“It’s Halloween; everyone’s entitled to one good scare.” - Aziraphale {Good Omens}

“The witches are coming.” - Bonnie Bennett

“I know that you hate Halloween, but stick with me, and I promise you, you will love it.” - Nick Scratch

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.”  - Madison Montgomery

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.”  - Eric Coulter

“Aren’t you worried that, one day, all the forest animals are gonna band together and fight back?” - Jacob Black 

“Bitch, I will eat you!” - Spike {BtVS}

“You know how I think Halloween is for jerks? Well, this Halloween, I was the jerk. I’m sorry about tonight.”  - Leonard Snart

“You really are a witch.” - Jace Wayland

“I’m the guy that’s gonna save your ass.” - Jace Wayland

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.” - Klaus Mikaelson 

“Vampires pretending to be humans pretending to be vampires … How avant-garde!” - Klaus Mikaelson

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - Stefan Salvatore 

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - John Constantine 

“Are you ready for some Halloween fun?“ - Eric Coulter

“She annoyed me, so I killed her and buried her in the yard.” - Eric Coulter 

“I’m supposed to call you first when I find a dead body?”  - Peter Hale 

“Can someone kill him again, please?”  - Kol Mikaelson

“I’ll be a good little witch.” - Theo Raeken

“I just think a lot of undead roaming the streets could lead to problems. For instance, farmers’ markets selling actual farmers.” - Theo Raeken 

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - Theo Raeken

“There’s a monster outside my room. Can I have a glass of water?” - Jasper Hale

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.” - Eric Coulter

“You really are a witch.”  - Geralt of Rivia

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.”  - Eric Northman

“If this is a joke, I’ll kill you!”  - Barbara Kean

"This is my costume. I’m a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else.” - Rosa Diaz

“Well, as someone at a high risk for a spook-related death, thank you.”  - John Constantine

“Dear Diary, a chipmunk asked me my name today.” - Klaus Mikaelson

“I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ.“ - Gina Linetti

“You’re horrific and you are hired.“  - Jerome Valeska

“I am commanding. Calmly, but commanding. No more witchcraft.”  - Maze Smith

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.”  - Eric Coulter 

“Have you picked out a costume yet?“ - Maze Smith

“Well, as someone at a high risk for a spook-related death, thank you.”  - Harvey Bullock

“I’m just sitting here. Feeling like the devil.” - Damon Salvatore

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - Eric Northman

“No, you weren’t part of this. Get back over to the loser side, loser.” - Winn Schott

“I need help carving these pumpkins.” - Temperance Brennan

“I’m the guy that’s gonna save your ass.” - Anakin Skywalker

“This is ridiculous! What could be scarier than one of us?” - John Shelby 

“There’s no such thing!” - Elizabeth Swann

“I am, what psychiatrists call, alpha male.” - Gina Linetti

“Bitch, I will eat you!” - Victor Zsasz

“Okay, all right, now. Come on, no one died, alright? Look, there may have been some maiming, okay? A little mangling, but no death! That’s what I call an important distinction.” - Zelda Spellman

“She annoyed me, so I killed her and buried her in the yard.”  - Barbara Kean

“Yeah, well, you being happy isn’t really a big priority of mine, since you stabbed me twenty times with knives.” - Victor Zsasz

“It’s kind of ironic. The more care you put into a murder, the harsher society judges you.” - Jerome Valeska

“No, it’s not! That’s just something mortals say to make themselves feel better.” - Lilith / Madam Satan

“Welcome to my nightmare, I think you’re going to like it.” - Jerome Valeska

“Stop calling it a haunted house. It’s not even scary.” - Ava Sharpe

“I died in a trapeze accident?” - Jake Peralta

“Okay, all right, now. Come on, no one died, alright? Look, there may have been some maiming, okay? A little mangling, but no death! That’s what I call an important distinction.” - Lucien Castle

“It’s Halloweek. I do the full seven days.” - Rosa Diaz 

“If this is a joke, I’ll kill you!” - Jason Todd

“Vampires are real. They’re usually not the cape-wearing, "mwah-hah-hah-ing” types, but rather people with ordinary jobs who just happen to consume blood.“- Jasper Hale

“We came, we saw, we kicked its ass.” - Eric Coulter

“I always wonder if it’s better to bury two bodies in one place or spread them around. I’m sure there’s a right answer, but I never want to meet the person who knows it.“ - Elijah Mikaelson

Roman Godfrey Halloween ~ moodboard

@joeynihil​​ and Sabrina Spellman Halloween ~ Moodboard

“Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?”- Derek Hale 

“I need help carving these pumpkins.”- Derek Hale

“Those guys at the impound. Did they really smash my car?” - Dean Winchester

“We came, we saw, we kicked its ass.” - Rebekah Mikaelson & Theo Raeken

“I see something in your future. Something… frightening.“ - Bonnie Bennett

“There’s a monster outside my room. Can I have a glass of water?”

“Every day is Halloween, isn’t it? For some of us.” - Ripper!Stefan Salvatore

“No, it’s not! That’s just something mortals say to make themselves feel better.” - Jace Wayland

“This is ridiculous! What could be scarier than one of us?” - The Mikaelson Family

“If I have to hear doppelgänger one more time, I’m going to have to learn how to spell it.” - Elijah Mikaelson

“In this whole wide wicked world the only thing you have to be afraid of is me.” - Kol Mikaelson

“Clothes make a statement. Costumes tell a story.” - Gina Linetti

“You only have one super power, and it is your breasts.” - Rosa Diaz

"I have never met a vampire personally, but I don’t know what might happen tomorrow.” - Theo Raeken

“You seem to be doing so well without witchcraft.” - Nick Scratch

“I always wonder if it’s better to bury two bodies in one place or spread them around. I’m sure there’s a right answer, but I never want to meet the person who knows it.“ - Halfdan the Black

“You know how I think Halloween is for jerks? Well, this Halloween, I was the jerk. I’m sorry about tonight.” - Lydia Martin

“They’re embarrassed about their spells not working anymore.” - Malia Tate

“Blah blah, vampire emergency, blah” - Bella Swan

“Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?” - Peter Rumancek

“Can someone kill him again, please?” - Peter Hale

“I have a heart. I keep it in a jar on my desk.” - Katherine Pierce

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - John Constantine

"It’s the witching hour somewhere.” - Jughead Jones

“People think if they put on a costume they can just get away with anything they want. Halloween is Christmas for jerks.” - Ray Palmer

“Please tell me you did that for dramatic effect.” - Jacob Black

“Can someone kill him again, please?” - Emmett Cullen

“I must go in. The fog is rising.” - Arman the Dragon

“I knew something came through the portal.” - Ivar Ragnarsson

“Well, we can’t start killing people. We’re getting life back to normal. And killing people isn’t normal, sweetheart.“ - Nora Darhk

“Are you eating raw pumpkin with a spoon?”  - Sweet Pea

“You know what they say about (Town). No one who dies here ever really dies.”  - Jughead Jones

"I want to stab you to death, and then play around with your blood." - Sweet Pea

“I'll come to the party, but I'm not dressing up.”  - Sweet Pea

“I’ve seen enough horror movies to know that any weirdo wearing a mask is never friendly.”  - Sweet Pea

“Hand over the candy, old dude, or we egg your house.”  - Sweet Pea & Jughead Jones

“Time for the real Halloween show to begin.”  - Sweet Pea

“Should I be concerned about you causing me any trouble?“ - Sweet Pea

“Danger doesn’t lurk at every corner. It’s just hanging out, waiting for fear and horror to show up.”  - Jughead Jones

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”  - Sweet Pea

“Time for the real Halloween show to begin.” - Dorcas Night

“She used to tell me that a full moon was when mysterious things happen and wishes come true.” - Dorcas Night

“Who hired you? Who do you work for, the pizza man?” - Damon Salvatore

Halloween with Jughead Jones {Moodboard}

“Are you possessed? Again?” - Stiles Stilinski

“Does my costume look spooky to you?” - Sweet Pea

“I need help carving these pumpkins.“ - Tommy Shelby

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - Theo Raeken and Rebekah Mikaelson

Halloween with Vanessa Ives {Moodboard}

Halloween with Samantha Stephens  {Moodboard}

Halloween with Toni Topaz {Moodboard}

Halloween with Sweet Pea {Moodboard}

Halloween with Cheryl Blossom {Moodboard}

Halloween with Betty Cooper {Moodboard}

“During the day, I don’t believe in ghosts. At night, I’m a little more open-minded.” - Seely Booth

“Vampires pretending to be humans pretending to be vampires … How avant-garde!” - Eric Northman

“I know that you hate Halloween, but stick with me, and I promise you, you will love it.” - Amaya Jiwe

“You seem to be doing so well without witchcraft.” Clary Fray & Allison Argent

“First rule of witch club: don’t talk about witch club.” - Madam Satan / Lilith

“Who hired you? Who do you work for, the pizza man?” - Zari Tomaz

“She used to tell me that a full moon was when mysterious things happen and wishes come true.” - Peter Rumancek

“Happy Halloween, asshole!“ - Rosa Diaz

“Hello, something scary happening!“ - Kyle Reese

“We sent (Y/N) to the Ghost World to save the day again.” - Allison Argent

“If she realizes that we’re killing people for food and not for God, she might not like us anymore.” - Vampire!Ivar Ragnarsson & Roman Godfrey

“We can have our own Halloween here.” - Roman Godfrey

“You are too precious for words, why I could just… eat you alive!” - Ivar Ragnarsson

“Have you come to sing pumpkin carols?” - Sweet Pea

“How was I to know? It was just floating by.“ - Sweet Pea

“It’s Halloween! Everyone gets a chance to be someone else, let their hair down for awhile.” - Sweet Pea

“You only have one super power, and it is your breasts.” - Elena Gilbert

“Yeah, well, you being happy isn’t really a big priority of mine, since you stabbed me twenty times with knives.” - Sweet Pea

Halloween with Marko {Moodboard}

“I know that you hate Halloween, but stick with me, and I promise you, you will love it.” - Sweet Pea

“I know that you hate Halloween, but stick with me, and I promise you, you will love it.” - David (The Lost Boys)

“I’m the guy that’s gonna save your ass.” - David (The Lost Boys)

“I’m supposed to call you first when I find a dead body?” - Sweet Pea

“Aren’t you worried that, one day, all the forest animals are gonna band together and fight back?” - Sam Emerson

“Good. No fangs yet. You’re doing fine. Your ears aren’t even pointed yet.” - Scott McCall

“You are too precious for words, why I could just… eat you alive!” - David (The Lost Boys)

“Yeah, well, you being happy isn’t really a big priority of mine, since you stabbed me twenty times with knives.” - Brett Talbot

“Are you possessed? Again?” - Peter Hale

“We don’t like you. Now, shut up and help us.” - Eric Northman

“What is this guy, Witch-ipedia?” - Eric Northman

“Shh, I’m Googling sex spells.” - Nick Scratch

“Vampires are real. They’re usually not the cape-wearing, "mwah-hah-hah-ing” types, but rather people with ordinary jobs who just happen to consume blood.“ - Dorcas Night

"This is my costume. I’m a homicidal maniac. They look just like everyone else.” - Tommy Shelby

“Hasn't anyone told you, second hand smoke kills.“ - Prudence Blackwood

“I know you’re joking, but on the off chance you aren’t, no.”  - Klaus Mikaelson

“We sent (Y/N) to the Ghost World to save the day again.” - Theo Raeken & Rebekah Mikaelson

“Just because it's a love story doesn't mean it can't have a decapitation or two.” - Klaus Mikaelson

“You seem to be doing so well without witchcraft.” - Allison Argent & Nick Scratch

“You are too precious for words, why I could just… eat you alive!” - Damon Salvatore