#the vampire diaires au

[mikaelsonincorrectquotes]

Y/n, over text: Turn around.

Y/n: No, the other way.

Y/n: Wrong way again.

Damon: Where are you??

Y/n: At home, but the idea of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me.

[elenaglbrt]

elena gilbert icons 2x04

tv show: the vampire diaries

[dopplesex]

AU where Katherine, Elena and Damon go on a road trip together to find a witch that can reverse the doppleganger’s curse.

(Takes place after 5x07. Stefan never went missing and Bonnie is alive again. Oneshot on keep reading.)

Elena knew this road trip wasn’t a good idea. The whole situation was too much for her to handle. Having her boyfriend and her doppleganger together in a car was already a very riscky thing in normal situations. But that wasn’t a normal situation, and that’s why this road trip started.

After Qetsiyah’s profecy, that damn quote wouldn’t leave Elena’s mind. “Destiny has been trying to get the doppegangers together forever”. She couldn’t be serious, right? That had to be a joke, a really really bad joke. Yeah, but it wasn’t a joke, and Elena found it out some days after the witch died. She started having some dreams, some really weird dreams envolving her beloved doppleganger. In those dreams, she would always see herself happy, with a wide smile on her lips and a sparkle on her eyes she had never seen before. She was standing on a sunflower field, gazing at the sunset. It was cool until this part. But then she would hear helself saying “I thought you wouldn’t come” and she would turn around, just to find Katherine standing behind her, also smiling. Elena would reach for her neck and kiss her lips before melting into Katherine’s arms in a comfortable hug.

She remembered waking up completely shocked and terified with the scene she had just witnessed in her mind, waking up Damon in the process She ended up telling him what the dream was about, and he wasn’t very happy about it. That had been two weeks ago, and until now there weren’t a single day she hadn’t dreamed the exact same thing, over and over again.

Things had been weird between her and Damon since that fatidical day. He wasn’t happy about losing her girlfriend to his ex girlfriend at all. That’s why he came up with this road trip idea. He was convinced he could find a strong witch to undo this profecy, even thought Qetsiyah was the strongest witch he knew and died trying. He wouldn’t give up on the love of his life that easily. He would fight for her with every weapon he had, no matter waht consequences he would have to deal with after that. But deep inside he knew that was an impossible mission. No one could stop destiny. He knew that very well.

The third person on that car was by far the calmer one. It was no surprise to Katherine when the witch said those words. She had always known Elena and her would be together sooner or later, it was just a matter of time. Since the first time she had laid eyes on Elena, she knew that girl was the one. Deep inside her, between the ice cubes that filled her heart since her family’s death, she felt a spark light up when her eyes landed her doppleganger’s smiliar ones. Katherine fell in love with her instantly, and made sure evryone knew that, including Elena herself, who called her crazy when she said they would still be together one day. Katherine didn’t care and waited ‘till the moment love would find their way, and now that it was so close to happening, she couldn’t be happier.

That’s why she invited herself to this road trip with Elena and Damon. Of course, she was sure no one could reverse the profecy, that was not the point. She was there for two main reasons. One, even though Elena was with Damon and she had to respect that until her doppleganger spontaneously decided to be with her, Katherine didn’t trust Damon to take care of the love of her life. She thought she was the only one who could keep Elena really safe. And two, she wouldn’t miss Damon’s face when he finally give up on this stupid reverse profecy ideia for the world. She had to be there to laugh on his face and say “I told you so”.

So there they were. The three of them had been in the car for 6 hours now, and no one had said a single thing. The air was already tense without anyone adding something to it. Elena was thanking the Gods for that when a familiar voice came from the back seat.

“So Elena, I couldn’t help but overhear. You’ve been dreaming about me all summer?”

She rolled her eyes. Too soon.

Katherine continued, the irony slipping through her words as she leaned on the passenger and driver’s seat.

“Well, I’m flattered. Even if this is a very common thing to happen. I’m a lovely person”, she paused. “This might be really stressful, especially when you’re having those dreams lying in bed next to my ex boyfriend.”

She knew Katherine was provoking her. That was her doppleganger’s favorite hobby after all. But she wouldn’t fall in her trap. Elena had been avoiding this subject, especially when Damon was around. She knew how her boyfriend felt about that. She didn’t want to add anymore to his pain.

“I just... don’t wanna talk about that.”

But she was too naive if she thought Katherine would shut just to save Damon’s feelings.

“Oh, I understand. You don’t wanna mention it because you think it’ll just fade away if you don’t talk about it”, her doppleganger said, making her eyes widen. How the fuck did the know that? “And you wanna spare Damon so it’ll be easier for him when the time comes.”

Elena was freaked out. How did Katherine know all those things? She had never talked about that, not even with Caroline or Bonnie, so there was no chance she could have overheared their conversation. So... how? The only explanation was destiny. But she wouldn’t let herself believe in that.

That’s just some witch bullshit.

“That’s cute”, Katherine continued, and Elena thought she couldn’t get any more surprised by the things her doppleganger said. Oh, she was so wrong. “It’s one of the things I love the most about you.”

Her eyes widened again. What the fuck is she doing?! She knew Katherine didn’t care about Damon’s fellings, but did she really need to shove it on his face like this? She just hoped he would stay silent and woudln’t start a fight with the other doppleganger.

Katherine on the other hand was hoping for the contrary. She felt like she would die if that silence and lack of action continued. If Damon snapped, it would be oh so fun for her. And that’s why she kept going.

“But forget it. It won’t fade away”, she said, her tone getting more serious as she thought about what she was saying. She once had hoped her feelings would fade away if she ignored them too. She had a hard time trying to forget them before settling and accepting them. “I would know”, she said, verbalizing her thoughts and surprising herself.

Elena also noticed that but kept silent. There was nothing for her to say anyways. She just hoped her doppleganger’s speech would finally come to an end soon. And, again, destiny was making it’s magic.

“In the end, it’ll be just as said”, Katherine said with a sigh and a smile tracing the corner of her lips. “Just you.. and me.”

Bonus:

[maidmerrymint]

I'm reading the best Klonnie fanfiction. I'd never really thought of them as a couple but then I saw some posts about them on here and it got me really curious.

It's 2 parts. The first part is called Prom Night. And the second part is called Crimson Peak. The author is Redqueen78

EDITED

[samantha-thewinchester]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Legacies (TV 2018), The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Vampire Diaries & Related Fandoms, The Originals (TV), Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Hope Mikaelson, Stefanie Salvatore, Damon Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Klaus Mikaelson, Hayley Marshall, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Malia Tate, Kira Yukimura, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Nogustine, Lizzie Saltzman, Elizabeth 'Lizzie' Saltzman, Josie Saltzman, Josette 'Josie' Saltzman Additional Tags: Werewolves, Vampires, Witches, Tribrids, idfk what to do where XD, Supernatural - Freeform, The Originals - Freeform, the original vampires, the salvatore, sometimes, First Person, 3rd person, idk it depends on my mood okay Series: Part 1 of Hope's Fairytales Summary:

Hope Mikaelson. Thats the name she was given at birth. But, it's not the name she goes by now. The Mikaelson's got Bonnie Bennet to put a spell on Hope so that their enemies couldn't find her, as she goes off with Rebekah, safe from the enemies that want to harm her.

Little do they know, Bonnie Bennets plan. She knew that this innocent baby shouldn't grow up surrounded by these killers. So she does the spell, but instead of giving her back to them, she takes her away.

She give the baby to none other than Damon and Elena Salvatore. She knows that they will be able to keep her safe, and at the time, they didn't have any kids. They made a deal with Bonnie. They wouldn't tell Hope about her being adopted, or anyone for that matter, and would raise her.

Of course, the Mikaelsons where pissed when they found out about this. But because it was Mystic Falls, they couldn't find her because of all the supernatural around her, hiding her along with the spell that suppressed her powers.

But as luck would have it, they moved to another town. Where even more sh*t happens. Especially when she gets her powers.

Enjoy my story!

[oblivion-crackships]

CRACKSHIP gifs →   Phoebe Tonkin  x Chris Wood

[notalittlebutalottie]

Hi! I was wondering, if you could write something with Klaus meeting human Caroline or Caroline straight after she became a vampire?

This is Klaus meeting Caroline after her transition and forgive any continuity errors! Thank you for your patience!

♡ KLAROLINE DRABBLE #57: Opportunist♡

Klaus has been watching her sate her hunger for the last ten minutes. Katherine sent a message bragging of her new sire, an offering of sacrifice to spare her own life. The poor lad trapped in her arms barely stood a chance when she released her monster. It was magnificent. The girl before him was no sacrifice. She was leverage. "Might I suggest you find a more discreet location?” he finally calls out across the parking lot.

The young girl tears herself from her victim immediately, face smeared with crimson that clings to her blonde curls. Her eyes, though swirling with darkness, manage to find his. “Who are you?” she chokes out. She’s terrifying and terrified. She seems to struggle with the new set of teeth bestowed upon her as her jaw hangs slack. Drops of blood are collecting at the points like water hanging from the ceiling of a cave.

“A well-wisher,” he states, clasping his hands at his front.

She releases the boy and he falls into a crumpled heap on the ledge. “What’s happening to me?” Oh, her voice is so fragile, shaking on every note but she’s trying hard to mask it. She tosses her hair over her shoulder and rolls her shoulders. He can’t help but admire her stubbornness to appear anything less than composed.

For so many, it’s an affliction, a horrifying burden, a disease. He wants to sound empathetic, to soothe her misery with false assurances, but he can’t help but sound utterly amused when he informs her, “I’m afraid you’re in transition.”

Her jaw tenses and she drops off the ledge. “To what?” she asks the moment her feet land on the concrete with a thud.

Klaus’ lips slowly curl and he steps forward, gesturing out a hand. “Come on now, love, I’m sure you can connect the dots.” The veins under her eyes fail to sink back in, her urges undoubtedly driving her every thought. She lifts her chin and he captures it swiftly between his fingers. “Sharp fangs, lust for blood... Both very typical of our kind. I don’t suggest testing your reaction to sunlight, though; current media has skewed the public perception a tad.”

“A vampire,” she whispers. His eyes light up at the way she says it. Filled with dread and disgust. He can’t wait to show her otherwise.

“Clever girl,” he offers in return and drops his hand. He tilts his head to study her expression under the muddied remnants of the corpse behind her. “How do you feel?”

“Hungry,” she pauses and her eyes narrow before she adds bitterly, “and patronised.”

It’s good to see there’s a sense of humour hiding under the bloody visage of a newly-born monster. He chuckles and lowers his head, “My apologies. I don’t tend to stick around for the messy part.” It’s true. Baby vampires are unpredictable, more trouble than they’re worth. Not her. He will see to it.

“So why are you?” The blonde crosses her arms and clarifies, “Sticking around.”

He lets out a heavy sigh and paces past her. “It’s fascinating the lengths people will go to, to avoid my wrath, including turning innocents such as yourself,” he explains leisurely. He turns to face her and raises an eyebrow at the blank expression she holds.

“Wrath?” She finally scoffs out a light giggle. It’s the first time her eyes clear and he’s mesmerised by the bright blue greeting him. “What are you? Some kind of Boogie Man for vampires?”

“Something like that,” Klaus meets her in the middle of the parking lot once more and lowers his voice to say, “but perhaps I can be of service to you.”

Those pools of blue travel over his expression carefully. She grits out a reply, “What can you do for me?”

With that, his lips spread out, revealing a toothy grin. “Fancy getting some revenge, sweetheart?”

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[xteslaangel]

Shadow of the Day | Elijah Mikaelson

Notes: Still not familiar with the whole tumblr writing, but I’m going to post some things I’ve written in the past. I’m also hoping to produce more recent work, but this writing piece is something that I’m very proud of.

This is my take on Elijah’s life as a human. It’s in his point of view

What did it mean to be a Mikaelson? His father was a notorious Viking warrior with a fierce temper while his mother was a powerful witch with a strong soul that would do anything in order to protect her family. Elijah wasn’t just the son of Mikael. No, he was much more than that. He had untapped power flowing through his veins and he wanted to unlock that power. Henrik gravitated towards magic and so did Kol, but Elijah actually never used his powers. Not yet anyway. Magic was something that he was always curious about, but his father wanted him on a different path. The path of a Viking warrior. And according to him, warriors had no time to dabble in magic. So, the second eldest son of Mikael shifted to a different path and attempted to become the man that his father wanted him to be. A son that his mother would be proud of. Elijah Mikaelson would become the warrior of the family.

 The sun peaked over the mountains as slowly ascended towards the center of the sky. Elijah’s eyes slowly opened when he felt someone shake his body. “Elijah. Elijah get up.” He could hear his younger brother’s voice and the older Mikaelson groaned slightly. “Niklaus.. I’m trying to sleep.” Because he knew that today would be another long day of tedious training with father. “Father isn’t awake yet. And I grabbed two swords for us.” He said and the older Mikaelson sighed before opening his eyes. His gaze fell upon the swords that his younger brother had grabbed and then his gaze shifted back to his brother. “Father will have our heads if he sees us sparring.” In Mikael’s eyes, you shouldn’t wield a sword unless you were prepared to kill. So every other time that they sparred with each other, their father lectured them. Mikael mainly scolded Elijah and then physically hurt Niklaus, but there was still so much life in his brother despite the consistent abuse that he was forced to endure.

 As the older brother trying to look out for his younger brother, he always wanted to step in and stop their father. But he knew that Mikael would just turn the rage that he had on him if he ever tried to interfere. Niklaus also wouldn’t want Elijah to take the fall for him, but he was the one that was older. He was the one that was supposed to be responsible. But it seemed that Niklaus wasn’t going to take no for an answer. “He always tries to ruin our fun. Will you stop being so serious for one minute? Come on.” The older Mikaelson rolled his eyes before getting up from his makeshift bed. “Niklaus.. slow down.” He groaned as his brother handed him one of the swords. “Father will be awake soon. That gives us just enough time to practice.” He said with a wicked grin. A smirk of his own formed on his lips as he followed his younger brother out of their home. One sparring match couldn’t hurt, right?

 A small crowd began to form as Elijah and Niklaus faced each other in the heart of the village. His mother was awake along with their siblings and they decided to watch the little match while they were taking care of their own work. With a sword in hand, he lunged at his brother, but Niklaus was successfully dodging his attempts. Then Elijah noticed a familiar face in the crowd. Tatia. The woman that he and his brother both fancied. “Don’t look now, brother. We have an admirer.” He said with a grin, but Klaus decided to look anyway. And when his guard was lowered, he proceeded to knock his brother down and pinned him to the ground, the sword resting on his throat. “Distractions, Niklaus, might cost you your life.” He said with a smirk, attempting to sound like their father, but with a mocking tone. Of course he didn’t mean anything by it and he was joking, but just as he held out his hand for his brother to take it so that he could help him to his feet, Mikael stormed through the village until his gaze rested upon Elijah and Niklaus. “What is the meaning of this?” He asked and Elijah was about to speak when Mikael raised his hand. “I wasn’t asking you.” He said, turning his gaze to Niklaus. “I tell you that these swords aren’t for games and yet, you continue to defy me.” He said and Elijah stepped in. “It was my idea, father. I apologize.” He said and Mikael turned and slapped Elijah across the face. “You speak when you are spoken to.”

 It wasn’t uncommon for his own father to hit him whenever he tried to defend Niklaus. And yet, he would never stop standing up for his brother. He didn’t deserve the abuse that he received, but Mikael believed that he was weak and that he needed to be taught a lesson. There was nothing that Elijah could do to make their father see differently, so he was forced to watch Mikael discipline his younger brother once again. He grabbed the sword from Elijah and began to swing it at Niklaus. He was forced to watch in horror as his brother fell to the ground and their father placed the tip of his sword against Niklaus’ throat. But instead of backing off like Elijah did earlier, he pressed it hard enough against his throat to draw blood.

 “Father.” Elijah said as Mikael removed the sword. “Consider that a lesson, boy. You should not wield a sword if you are not prepared to kill.” He turned away from Niklaus, not bothering to help him up and he began to walk away. “Elijah. Come with me. Now.” He said, but he didn’t turn to face his son while he spoke. Elijah turned to Niklaus and held out his hand. The look in his eyes was apologetic. Elijah hated that there was nothing that he could do to stop this abuse. Klaus took his hand and stood up, wiping off the blood with his other hand that had formed on his neck. “ELIJAH!” He heard his father yell out. “You should go.” Niklaus said. “I’ll be fine. I always am.” He said with a pained smile. Elijah nodded. “We will talk later.” He said and Klaus nodded and handed Elijah the other sword that he had before his older brother went off to follow their father.

 While in the forest, Elijah gripped the sword that was in his hands. He thrusted towards his father, who expertly evaded his attempts to strike him. “Good. You have excellent form, Elijah.” He said. “It’s such a shame that you waste your talents playing childish games with your brother.” He said and Elijah changed his position to get better access to his father. “They are not games, father. Sparring helps me train.” He said and, in an instant, Mikael quickly moved towards Elijah, disarming him and holding the sword to his throat. “If you are not prepared to kill me, you will never become a master at wielding a sword.” He said as he glared at his second oldest son.

 “I would not dare to strike my own father.” He said through clenched teeth and Mikael proceeded to hit him. “Good sons know not to talk back to their fathers.” He responded and Elijah could taste the metallic liquid that formed in his mouth after getting hit. He spit it out before turning back to his father. “Just because I said that I would not strike you?” He asked. He didn’t want to hurt his father and yet, whatever Elijah did was not good enough. “Feelings make you weak. Caring makes you weak. On the battlefield, there is no room for such useless emotions.” Elijah slowly shook his head. “I do not want to believe that, father. Because those are the feelings that make us strong. To be a Mikaelson does not just mean to be a warrior. It means so much more than that.” And Mikael was about to strike his second oldest son again for such defiance, but Elijah’s sword dropped to the ground as he held his hands up to shield him. And then something unexpected occurred.

 The wind whipped around Elijah and his father and a blast of powerful energy left his hands and struck Mikael before he had a chance to hit him. Mikael was shocked and his eyes were wide as he flew through the air, the wind getting knocked out of him when he landed on the ground. Elijah’s own hands started to shake as he realized what he had just done. His eyes were wide as his gaze went down to his hands. “Father..” He quickly went to Mikael’s side, but he was already fuming with rage. “No.. this cannot be happening.” Mikael said with a growl. “Who has been teaching you magic? Has it been Esther?” He asked as he stood up. “No.. Mother hasn’t been teaching me. She knows that you don’t want me practicing magic.” But Elijah had not been practicing. He was curious about the untapped power that he had, but he knew that father would never approve. And yet, when he needed power the most, his abilities came to light.

 As Mikael stood up, he shoved Elijah out of the way. “We will discuss this later.” He said and his father stormed out of the woods to go back to the village. A sigh escaped Elijah’s lips as he slowly shook his head. He needed to speak to his mother and figure out what was going on. He made his way back to the village and back to his home. He expected to see Mikael there, telling at Esther. But he only found his mother starting to prepare the meal that they would have that evening. Before the full moon. “Mother.” He said and Esther turned to look at him with a smile. “Elijah. You arrived just in time. Can you help me?” She asked and he nodded. He began to place vegetables in the cauldron that she had in order to prepare a soup after Esther had prepared the broth. “I need to speak to you before father gets here.” He said and his mother turned to look at him with a worried expression. “What is it, my son?” She asked.

 Elijah had never felt so vulnerable in his life. And yet in this moment, that was exactly how he felt. With a shaky breath, he continued to speak. “I struck father.. but not with a sword. He was about to hit me because he was furious with me. And when I held up my hands to protect myself from the blow, a surge of energy struck him instead. I know that I have never tapped into my powers before.. But I do not know what to do.” He said and Esther’s eyes were wide after he had mentioned that he had used magic against Mikael. “Come here..” She said and held out her arms. Elijah immediately wrapped his own arms around her and gave her a firm hug. “It’ll be okay. I can teach you.” She said and Elijah shook his head. “Father will be even more furious. You know as well as I do that he never wanted me to have these powers. Because he wanted me to follow in his footsteps.” And Elijah would have followed proudly.

 Esther knew where he was coming from, so she nodded her head slowly. “Then.. we can drop the subject. Never speak of it again.” She would have done anything to please their father. Sometimes it sickened Elijah that she would stand aside and not do anything to protect her own children from him. But in a way, he understood. Because he would turn on her like he turned on his own children if they protected Niklaus. “That might be the best idea.” He responded. But Elijah wasn’t going to seek guidance from his mother regarding his powers. No, he was going to speak to his two youngest brothers. Kol and Henrik.

 After dinner was done, Mikael barely looked at Elijah. But he didn’t bring up what happened in the forest. When he was asked how training went, Mikael said it was fine and Elijah agreed. Then they continued to eat their meal in silence until it concluded. It was still fairly early in the day when Elijah approached his younger brothers, Kol and Henrik. “Elijah. I would have thought that you would be spending your time with Rebekah and Nik.” He said with a slight scoff, but the older Mikaelson rolled his eyes and shook his head. “I wanted to speak with you and Henrik. About magic.” He said and Kol raised an eyebrow. Henrik was the innocent one out of the whole Mikaelson clan. But Kol decided to speak up again. “And why would our father’s most prized son want to know about our gifts?” He asked with a laugh.

 “Because I struck father with a magic blast. If my powers have awoken, I want to learn how to control them. I cannot have mother teach me. So I figured that you two would be the next best thing.” He wanted to learn how to control these powers so he wouldn’t hurt anyone else. And instead of ignoring him like father wanted him to do, Elijah wanted to embrace him. “We’d love to teach you.” Henrik said before nudging Kol. Of course Kol wanted to object, but he decided to go along with Henrik. “Fine. What do you want to know?” There was so much to learn when it came to magic. And he knew nothing. “The basics?” He asked and Kol rolled his eyes. “Amateur.” He muttered under his breath.

 About an hour had gone by and the sun was slowly beginning to set. “Elijah, you’re not doing it right.” Kol said impatiently. Without even blinking, Kol formed a ball of fire in his hand and then he extinguished it with his powers. “You have to harness the energy. Feel the earth around you. Draw from that.” He said as Henrik watched the two of them. At this point, Elijah was frustrated. But he finally did what Kol told him to do. He closed his eyes and felt the earth around him. He used that to draw from and when his eyes opened, he saw a ball of fire in his hand. He smiled wide and his brothers clapped. “Good job, Lijah!” Henrik said with a grin. But then Kol turned to see the villagers starting to gather so that they could all go underground before the people in the neighboring village turned into beasts during the full moon. “We should get going.” Kol said and Elijah nodded, extinguishing the flame the same way that Kol did. “I will catch up with you two.” He said, wanting to find Tatia first.

 It didn’t take him long to find Tatia, the most beautiful woman in the entire village. She was preparing to go to the catacombs with everyone else, but Elijah approached her. “Elijah.” She greeted him with a smile when she noticed him advancing towards her. “I know my way to the catacombs. You don’t need to escort me.” She said with a laugh, but Elijah laughed slightly before shaking his head. “I am aware of that. I just wanted to show you something before we go.” He said and she raised an eyebrow. “Elijah Mikaelson keeping secrets? Now that’s not very noble of you.” She said and he grinned before leaning in and pressing a quick kiss against her lips. “Come with me.” He said and her smile widened as she followed him. “Where are we going?” She asked as she followed him outside of the village. They weren’t too far from the catacombs, but no one else would see them.

 “Right here is a good spot.” He said. “You know of witch heritage. How my mother knows magic and Kol and Henrik also practice it.” He said and Tatia slowly nodded. “Of course. Why?” She asked curiously. “Watch.” He said and he closed his eyes. He gathered up the energy from the land around him and the wind picked up slightly. Tatia’s eyes widened as she looked around and then she saw a ball of fire form in his hand. “Elijah..” She gasped. “You can practice magic too?” She asked and he nodded. “Apparently, I can. I just learned that today.” He said. “And I wanted to share it with you.” He stated and Tatia wrapped her arms around him after he extinguished the flame. “That is a remarkable gift. I am highly impressed.” She said with a grin before placing a soft kiss against his cheek. “I would love to see what else you can do.. but we should get going. The full moon is almost at its peak.” She said and Elijah nodded before taking her hand and leading her towards the catacombs.

 When he arrived, he noticed that Niklaus and Henrik were not there. Esther’s gaze turned to look at Tatia and Elijah and she had a worried expression. “Where are Niklaus and Henrik?” He asked curiously. “We thought that they were with you.” She said and he slowly shook his head. “No.. But I am sure that they will be fine. They know where to take shelter if they cannot get here in time.” He said and Elijah huddled closer to his family when he heard the sound of a wolf’s howl. The wolves were out and no one would be safe if they left the catacombs.

 The morning slowly came and everything was back to normal in the village. Except they heard Niklaus’ cries of horror as he came back into the village, carrying Henrik’s torn body. Elijah’s eyes widened as he looked at the scene. “No..” He didn’t know what to do. Mikael and Esther rushed over to Niklaus as his younger brother placed Henrik’s body on the ground. He could hear Esther’s screams and Mikael pushed Niklaus out of the way. Elijah rushed to his mother’s side and wrapped his arms around her as she wept in horror. He was still trying to process all of this. Less than a day earlier, he had been with Henrik and Kol, laughing and spending time with each other. And now his youngest brother was gone. Killed by the wolves. This felt like an act of war.

 But Esther was determined. That same night, she created a spell that would protect her children so that she would not lose anymore of them to the wolves. Except she had no idea of the dire consequences that would follow. She used Tatia’s blood to help with the spell and unknown to the Mikaelson siblings, they drank Tatia’s blood which was mixed with their wine while they sat down for their evening meal. And later that night when Elijah was able to retire to his room so that he could fall asleep and forget about the whole day, Mikael entered unannounced.

 “Father? What is it?” He asked curiously. He had his sword in his hand. “You will see soon enough.” He said and his father began to advance towards him. Elijah’s eyes widened. “No.. No please.” He tried to plead with his father, but it was no use. Mikael thrust his sword into Elijah’s beating heart and his eyes widened before his life was taken from him. His eyes closed and his lifeless body fell to the ground.

 Elijah Mikaelson was no more.

[umaficwriter]

Nina Dobrev for @diormakeup on Instagram stories - January 21, 2021.

I mean she hasn’t aged A DAY since 2009!!! Maybe she’s indeed a vampire?

[bridgertonsiconss]

🧛🏻The Vampire Diaries🧛🏻‍♀️

🎬 1x01 🎬

[mikaelsonincorrectquotes]

Y/n: Hey, Kai, can you help me with my zipper?

Kai: Yeah, I’m on it!

Y/n:

Kai:

Y/n: UP, Kai.

Kai: Right, sorry. Force of habit.

[elenaglbrt]

elena gilbert icons 2x13

tv show: the vampire diaries

(one of her best looks)

[dopplesex]

AU where Katherine cooks pancakes to Elena in their new house.

[maidmerrymint]

The first Klaus x Elena fic I read. It's really good. I just reread it and I loved it even more!!!

[humandamon]

[imperishable]

I'm rewatching TVD from Season 1 for the 4th time this year. It's only April ...