#vampire henrik

[allykatsart]

Since I drew Marvin I figured the rest of the Monster AU should get to shine lol. Here's the rainbow of bois, though they're slightly different than how you may remember... a reminder of which is what below the cut!

Jackie: Red, Angel, assigned to Chase before Chase died. Personification of guardianship/protection. Heroic but insecure.

Jack: Orange, werewolf ex monster hunter. May have worked for this AU's IRIS in the past. Has had dealings with demons in the past.

Chase: Yellow, Turned into a Vampire to save his life, now lives with Henrik under strict supervision.

Anti: Green, Demon, personification of fear, likes to control/hurt other supernatural beings, sleep paralysis demons are his bitches.

Jamie: Light Blue, Reaper, personification of time. Captured at one point by Anti, cautious and quiet.

Henrik: Dark Blue, Born a Vampire, a doctor who uses his position to get blood for his own purposes. Has a mansion in his name and dedicates his freetime to sciences of life and death.

Robbie: A frankenstein like creation made by Henrik and Marvin. Taught how to interact with people by Chase. Very protective of his family, however curious and naïve he is.

[arc-tu-rus]

can you tell which one's the vampire ?

[supercap2319]

"I have to say that none of the Mikaelson clan is straight. I mean, Freya, Kol, and Rebekah are Bi. I suspect Klaus is too. Elijah and Finn are straight curious. And little Henrik is gay as fuck. Who's with me?" Y/N smiles.

Kol smirks. "Well, he's not wrong."

[cinematic-literature]

Interview with the Vampire S02E08 (And That's The End of It. There's Nothing Else)

Book title

Un ennemi du peuple (En folkefiende in Norwegian; 1882) by Henrik Ibsen

Vie de Voltaire (1789) by Jean-Antoine Caritat de Condorcet

Anna Karenina (Aнна Каренина in Russian; 1877) by Lev Tolstoj

Books by Jean-Paul Sartre

[crimsonlyinglilly]

Mikaelson fluff

some small bright spots of joy to combat the sad I keep writing.

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The first time Kol realised he was taller than Elijah he couldn’t help but crow about it, pleased and proud, Klaus and Finn had joined him in his mocking by asking if it was hard, Elijah had been good about it, letting out loud put-upon sighs, and reminded them all the things he was better at. 

The teasing had died down after that until Rebekah had earnestly promised Elijah she would be kinder to him when she also got taller than him. 

Elijah had quickly declared Henrik his favourite when he had sworn never to outgrow him, which Henrik had taken in seriousness, stuck his tongue out at them and pulled his ‘best brother’ away.

For the next couple of weeks, all of them kept finding their belongings out of their reach, it only stopped when they discovered Henrik on Elijah’s shoulders red-handed, tying Finn's favourite belt on a branch high above on the tree closest to his hut.

[nightingale2004]

Did anyone who watched the vampire diaries, the originals, House of the Dragon, and Game of Thrones ever stop to think?

THE MIKAELSONS AS THE TARGARYENS AU

Did anyone ever have that thought? No?

Their family crest literally has a serpent like dragon underneath the M.

And Plus Hayley could be A FREAKING STARK, SO HOPE COULD BE HALF TARGARYEN AND HALF STARK

This au has so much potential, TELL ME I'M WRONG.

Do you know what we need? We need the mikaelson family as Targaryen. We need their titles. We need their dragons and their dragon names. We need EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!

[andreal831]

Hello I have a new fic coming (wish I could finish them instead of making new one but what can i do.) where Elijah, Klaus and Kol were all born girls and I love your metas, so was wondering how you think it would change their childhoods? With Finn and Henrik being the only boys, and the differences in how Mikael and Esther would treat them given they would have different expectations for different genders?

my fancasts for them

Hi!

First, I love your fancast. I think each actress fits the characters so well.

This is such a fascinating idea. I think it would change the dynamic a lot. I've said before, they would remain largely the same character as gender doesn't fundamentally change who they are, but how they are treated due to their gender would.

Elijah would get even more hate from his parents than he did as a boy. He would remind Esther of Dahlia, the sister who had just stolen their golden child. Esther would have trouble giving Elijah love and attention as the mere sight of her reminded Esther of Dahlia. While Mikael would resent her because she was a reminder of the daughter they lost simply for being a daughter. He would also have looked forward to a warrior since at this point Finn has proven he was not one, likely due to the trauma of watching his sister get stolen. Elijah would largely be ignored by both parents, much like he was in cannon.

Klaus would be largely ignored by Mikael. Mikael took interest in Klaus simply because he saw him as a little warrior. But here, by the time Klaus was born, Mikael wouldn't resent Klaus just for being a girl, but wouldn't care for him as he would have a boy. This would likely save Klaus a lot of pain and allowed her to grow up a very different person. While Esther would adore Klaus. She would be a reminder of Ansel and also be protected from Mikael as Mikael would have had less say in raising a girl. There would be less fear of her triggering her curse and the necklace that weakens her wouldn't cause so much havoc. Klaus would be the daughter she lost and would be so precious to Esther. Klaus would likely become the mama's girl that Finn always was, spending much of her time with her mother.

By the time Kol was born, Mikael would be annoyed each time Esther got pregnant. Convinced that he wouldn't get a son. He would be even harder on Finn as he is the only chance at a warrior son. Poor Finn would likely suffer much of the abuse that Klaus missed out on. Kol would be loved by Esther as the only witch, but never as loved as Klaus. But Kol wouldn't care. She was always wild and independent. She would get into all kinds of trouble behaving in ways women weren't supposed to. She and Rebekah would be close and would drive Elijah mad as she attempted to cover for them and all of their adventures.

Rebekah would largely remain the same. She would love having so many sisters. I think she would be less petty and, for lack of a better term, "pick me." She wouldn't feel the need to tear down women to impress her brothers. She would be much more comfortable just being herself with so many sisters to learn from. But I think she would still be a bit of a brat as the youngest sister. Her sisters would still baby her. Esther would love her as the last daughter, especially because there is such a gap between her and Henrik. Mikael wouldn't pay much attention to her. But he didn't really in cannon either.

There would be so much pressure on Henrik to be the perfect warrior. Mikael would neglect all of the children once Henrik was born, devoting all of his time to make sure Henrik was the best possible warrior he could be. Henrik would likely not be the happy, carefree boy we saw in flashbacks. He would be much more like Klaus. He would try to find happiness in his siblings, but would suffer abuse and feel resentful that he was the only one being treated that way. He likely would have a lot of resentment towards Finn for not taking any of the heat off of him from Mikael.

I hope this helps! Let me know when you post, I can't wait to read!

[anewkindofme]

Mikaelson family + Name meanings...

Mikael: Who resembles God?

Esther: Star

Freya: Noble lady

Finn: Fair

Elijah: Yahweh is my God

Niklaus: Victor of the people

Kol: Dark

Rebekah: Captivating

Henrik: Ruler of the home

Marcel: Young warrior

Hope: A positive expectation or to the theological virtue of hope

[wendiiingo]

Day 22: Vampire

(“Das ist die Haut eines Mörders, Chase”)

[nerdie-faerie]

TVDu was all 'family is really important to the Mikaelsons, they have a whole saying about it' only to turn around and be like oh yeah that only applies to three of the siblings though !?! what!!?! how dare you!!

[loveakii]

imagine being klaus mikaelson like. you’re the baby of the family, everyone adores you. your father adores you. all memories of that adoration will disappear and be replaced with confusion. at some point your father starts to hate you and no one can tell you why. you try to be good. you like to create things, paintings and carvings. you give these to your father and get nothing but a cold glare. he teaches you archery, hunting, fighting. you are good at none of these, but you can’t tell if it’s because you have no talent for them or if it’s due to the way your hands shake when he’s near. you’re the son of a warrior and you need to be strong. your father thinks broken bones heal back stronger. your father is never guilty, never sorry. your brother and mother try and stop him, but mostly they just focus on wrapping bandages and resetting bones. you’re not the youngest anymore, now there is someone more precious, more fragile. you envy them. but you love them more than anything under the sun, more than you thought possible. you feel wildly protective of them even though you are the only one threatened with violence. you feel like you give so much and feel so much and so little of it is genuinely returned. you feel you are on the outside of something, but can’t tell what. it never goes away. you’re proven right. your baby brother follows you out to the woods to watch men morph into animals, and like animals they tear him to shreds. the older brother is not supposed to bury the younger, something is backwards here. you are backwards. you’re gonna carry that inside of you the rest of your life. take it to your grave. and if death becomes impossible, it’s only a fitting punishment. it’s evidence of what you are and what you do. what follows is something unimaginable. you have watched your baby brother be ripped apart, and still, what comes after is inconceivable. creatures you spent your life praying for protection against, demons reflected back in the water. mother nature turning on you as skin burns off the bone. you become something they don’t have a word for and no one will look at you. you don’t want to look at yourself. once you were a child who couldn’t put down a wounded deer, now you are a monster who doesn’t know how to stop at the sound of screaming. you don’t know that in the years to come you’ll enjoy that sound, that you’ll be capable of things you thought were fundamentally against your character. and you’ll have to accept it, embrace that cruelty, because it’s the way you survive. because even though you’re disgusted with yourself at the start, once you tip over the edge, the drop is so so easy.

elijah’s

[allykatsart]

lil comic. Don't worry about it. Henrik's got it under control right? He's always got it under control....

....right?

[arc-tu-rus]

They have a ball to go to 🖤

def rushed this one a bit toward the end, but if it looks pretty I'm satisfied ✨

(found a perfect ref with andrás' faceclaim and I had to use it since I'd only have to change - everything else)

[pristina-nomine]

Hilariously on point how the A Doll’s House tag has been hijacked by iwtv

[mia-golgotha]

Nosferatu: Phantom der Nacht

Werner Herzog | 1979

[crimsonlyinglilly]

No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD

Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

Here's Day 10 of @whumptober 2024, sorry late, preparing for holiday.

NEW AU Time- Adoption the wolf way- Mikael goes to far during training leaving Finn to make a choice for his little brothers survival.

Set during the time of the baby Mikaelsons (human life)

Tw- child abuse

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Elijah had managed to remain standing until father had left.

Finn wishes he hadn't, if he had fallen before Father left then the man would have known he had gone too far, he would have picked up Elijah and run back to Ayana to get him healed.

Instead Finn was alone with them, Klaus whimpering in the snow from something he had done to his leg during his lesson with father and Elijah limp in the snow.

Elijah’s groan calms Finn’s concern for a brief moment as he steps closer but it's as his brother shakily pushes himself up that the worry returns.

Red on white.

Blood is painfully bright on the snow and Finn kneels, ignoring the cold soaking into to his legging to get a closer look, what from a distance he had assumed was sweat darkening Elijah’s already dark hair wasn’t.

Elijah squints at him, cheeks already red from the chill of the snow, yet look pale when blood trails down his forehead to his eyebrow.

“Finn, head hurts.” Elijah mutters.

“Yes, when did you hit it?” He asks even though he knows, father’s anger at Niklaus’ latest show of weakness had led him to forget he should hold back his full strength when sparring against his eleven year old. Finn had been sure Elijah had managed to block the last hit but clearly not enough.

“Neeklaus?” Elijah asked instead of answering as Finn helped him into a sitting position, something in Finn’s mind screamed as Elijah allowed him to move him with little fight. 

“Elijah i need you to-” he started

“Niklaus.” Elijah insisted looking at him with wide brown eyes.

“Klaus come here.” he shouted over his shoulder, ignoring as his volume caused Elijah to flinch

“I can’t.” came the reply in between sobs.

“Klaus-”

“My leg.” was shouted back in a high voice. 

“Niklaus.” Elijah called as he started to push himself up, Finn has seen him struggle to stay sitting upright he could let him stand and risk falling and hurting himself more.

“No.” he stopped him “Elijah, stay” he ordered, “I'll get him and be right back.”

He swears himself when he gets to Niklaus and finds the issue. Niklaus wasn’t making a fuss, his ankle was swollen to at least twice its normal size, even where he had tried to cool it with the snow, likely done while father spared with Elijah.

Niklaus wasn’t walking anywhere and Elijah wasn't either, Finn would need to carry them back.

“Niklaus climb on my back.” he told him twisting in the snow, thankful when Niklaus wasted no time in throwing himself on him.

Finn was prepared so he didn’t end up in the snow from the sudden weight and only choked a little as he stood before the managed to readjust.

“Finn?” Elijah blinked as he returned to him, blinking again as the movement cause the blood to pass the eyebrow and slide down the left side of his face.

Head wounds bleed; he reminded himself to calm the almost panic, Niklaus’ gasp of horror as he saw their brother didn’t help.

“Elijah.” he answered,

“How here?” Elijah asked, setting ice into his heart.

“What?” he gasped Ayana’s voice loud in her mind with warning of confusion being a bad sign with head wounds, damage to the mind past the body.

“How here?” Elijah asked, clearly confused, looking around them slowly.

“Finn Elijah’s no-” Klaus started.

“I know,” he said, aiming ot clam Klaus with an explanation “we need to get him- both of you to a healer but Elijah is-” 

“Don’t leave me.” Klaus suddenly cried in a panic cutting him off as well as tightening his arms to choke him. Finn bit back a growl .

“i‘m- not leaving you.” he choked out as he pulled at Klaus’ arm to get his air back, “You need to hold onto me and I'll carry Elijah.”

Klaus thankfully calmed down but his being co-operate was made up for when Elijah wasn’t as Finn bend down to try and lift him.

“Mh ogka.” Elijah snapped as Finn tried to pick him up, it may have been believable if it hadn’t taken Finn a moment to understand him

“Elijah.” he hissed through his teeth

“Fffinn” Elijah huffed, “fineee.”

Yet the second time he attempted it, Elijah slumped boneless in his arms with a choked whine of pain, eyes closed tightly.

“‘Lijah!” Klaus squealed in panic too loudly in Finn’s ear leading him to growl in response.

“laus.” Elijah sighed softly, reaching up to touch Niklaus’ face for a moment before his arm dropped limply back to his chest.

Finn swallowed his panic and straightened himself, leaving the training swords and everything else behind in the snow, like father had left his brothers and walked.

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“Arm” Elijah muttered minutes later when the training area had be long left behind.

“Elijah?” he called as he stopped his attention glued to his brother, head injures could lead to sick, he didn’t want his throwing up on him or worse choking on it.

“‘Arm,” Elijah repeated, weakly struggling in his arms only to stop as the movement caused his head to hurt as he whimpered “ot, Fiinnn.” Elijah whined.

“Elijah open your eyes and look at me.” he ordered. “Elijah.” he snapped again when Elijah ignored him, shaking him slightly and ignoring the noise Klaus let out, or the tightening arms that almost choked him.

Elijah opened his eyes but looked confused as he struggled to focus on his face.

“Wha hap end?” Elijah asked before he squeezed his eyes closed.

“Elijah.” he called softly

“urts- wy?” Elijah cried, “innn ‘ake it sop, ‘ease” he begged with a pained whine as he tried to bury himself into Finn's chest, Niklaus’ cries soon joined him and Finn felt the hot tears on his neck

Finn knows they won't get home in time, not with him carrying them both, mother had warned him of the dangers of head wounds, confusion was a bad sign and Elijah was barely aware of him and he was carrying him.

Father had insisted on a long walk to their training spot this morning, likely because Niklaus had been slower when returning from their last session, he had taken them closer to the wolf’s main village than their own.

Finn remembered where it was from when mother had a friend she exchanged flowers and spell ingredients with before Niklaus’ birth, a village that size had to have a healer, even if the wolves healed they had human members that married in. 

It’s Klaus shifting of his back that made his mind up and he changed their direction, they would be back tracking slightly but they would get to help sooner.

Sooner was better.

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“It rainins” Elijah said seemingly to himself.

Finn wished he could take the lack of pain in Elijah's voice as hope, an improvement but mother had taught him that an absence was not always a good sign. 

An old thrall, one who had come across the sea with them had been in pain from his joints for as long as Finn remembered, he had never let it slow him down so Father had kept him, respected him for battling his age, had woken without pain one day and died that night.

“‘Lijah” Klaus called, loosening one of his arms from Finn’s neck to reach for Elijah, “‘Lijah it’s me Niklaus.” 

“‘Ebecar com ere.” Elijah’s voice was soft, almost lost to the wind and the crunch of snow under his foot, he didn’t notice Klaus’ hand waving in his face..

Finn swallowed and smothered his anger at father, he was just dealing with losing Freya in his own way mother said.

It was easier to focus on putting one foot in front of the other, pushing himself to move faster than to think of what father was thinking to leave him with them, to hit Elijah this hard and walk away without noticing.

“It’s bad Finn,” Klaus told him quietly in his ear, tiny face burying itself in the crook of his neck. “‘Lijah not hearing me, he never not hears me.”

“We’ll be fine, it’s not far now.” he prayed he wasn’t lying and kept walking, pulling Elijah closer to him. 

Elijah had always been the thinnest out of them, even Kol the only other winter born of their siblings had been chubby as a baby compared to Elijah. It had made sense before, Elijah was born in mother’s grief for Freya but now Finn hates how fragile he feels in his arms.

—-

It took him too long, he thinks as the posts to the wolves village came into view, a shout ringing out. Elijah's insensible words had faded into faint choked noises of pain whenever Finn managed to force him to wake up to check he was still alive and Klaus' voice had died down to barely there whispers in his ear.

He knows when they're spotted as a shout goes up, it causes him to freeze as more shouts are joined by it

“I smell blood.”

“It’s just kids.”

“Get the healers!”

His body relaxes at the word heart despite himself and before he could do anything Elijah was pulled from his numb arms and the weight of Niklaus on his back was removed by the sudden crowd of adults that formed around them.

The sudden loss of his brothers left him feeling heavier, he stumbled and blinked trying to spot where they had gone but found himself surrounded by strangers.

Right, the wolves he had come here to get help.

“We got you, son.” A woman told him, before he could speak, she was older than his mother and with darker skin than her but lighter than Ayana’s, “what happened to you?”

“Training,” he told her, looking around for his brothers as he found it harder to keep himself upright, “Father went too far.” he admitted without thinking as he tripped over his own feet.

“Hey now, take a breath.” a much older man tried to cam him as he caught him, Finn found himself distracted by the greys in his hair.

“Ah they goin be Kay?” He found himself slurring, leaning into the large warm hand on his shoulder.

“You did good, got them to the best people in time.” A deep soothing voice told him and Finn nodded, “you can rest now son, we got it.”

Finn closed his eyes and everything went peaceful.

He didn't even feel it as he was swept up into the man’s arms.

—-

Finn woke up to being warm and surrounded in soft furs, it took him a moment to discover the source that had woke him.

Rebekah giggled.

“Shhh 'Bekah” Kol voice hushed.

“Come away children, your brother needs rest.” a stranger's voice scolded.

Finn blinked, when did Kol and Rebekah get here, how did they, why?

He sat up suddenly, ignoring his aching muscles as he remembered how he had gotten here, Klaus’ arms around his throat, Elijah limp in his arms.

They was a young woman sitting across the hut with a bundle in her arms. He's almost sure is Henrik, why not when the rest of his siblings were here, but he ignored that for the currently more pressing questions.

“Elijah? Niklaus?”

“Rest young man, you did well but you pushed yourself hard to get them to safety and help.”

“How are they?” he demanded, allowing Rebekah and Kol to settle on his lap suddenly thankful Father hadn't insisted on Kol joining their training he couldn't have carried all three of them.

“The younger one had his leg in a split but he'll heal well, our kind do.” The woman explained freezes slightly as she realised but she said, Finn ignored the strange phase and glared at her.

She hadn't answered about Elijah.

“The other one is being watched,” she sighed, “head injuries can be tricky. It could be weeks until he's himself again.”

“What does that mean?” he questioned trying not to show the fear in his voice, had he been to slow getting Elijah to help.

“He's confused a lot, it's not helped by waking in a strange place.” she explained “although the healer's gossip says he's a stubborn one and they keep finding him out of his place, trying to help others.”

Finn allowed himself to relax that sounded like Elijah, he always tried to escape his sick beds earlier to help.

“Is mother here?” he asked, that had to be the reason his youngest sibling were here, the wolves must have sent someone to tell her.

The woman’s reaction proved him wrong as she growled, calming just as quickly when it caused Henrik to cry.

“Hey there little one, no more big bad wolf.” she soothed the baby, although it didn’t make his want to snatch his baby brother back any less, but with his lap full he couldn’t. “Your mother-” she started before shaking her head, “neither of your parent will be allowed anywhere close to any of you.”

“Why?” he asked bewildered.

“You're part of the pack now, we look after our own.”