#verse: no humanity Elena

[little-elenaarchive]

@multi-royalty liked for a friendless mini Katherine with no common sense

"Has anyone ever told you that for someone whos lived a thousand years you really don't seem to have anything to say that matters?"

She could have literally been explaining the meaning of life, and Elena missed it because she wasn't listening to Rebekah in the slightest. Just tuned her out most of the time, which was fine because rebekah only said two types of things, an insult to Elena or something useful that Elena didn't care about.

[hellconsumed]

out of character . my elena gilbert has become more modified . i've taken inspo from @damnatore . and elena's main verse is going to entail her being a nephilim like she was in the books . her carrd section has been updated !!

[insufferablemonsters]

𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔞 𝔤𝔦𝔩𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱 & 𝔯𝔢𝔟𝔢𝔨𝔞𝔥 𝔪𝔦𝔨𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔰𝔬𝔫 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔲𝔢𝔡 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 @devilsanddarlings.

it  still  baffled  elena  that  she  and  rebekah  were  getting  along  better  than  she  thought  possible.  she  could  never  picture  them  being  partners  in  crime  with  her  humanity  on  but,  then  again,  even  with  her  humanity  off,  she  still  got  on  elena's  nerves  occasionally.  that's  why  she  had  sneaked  away  with  her  victim  so  she  could  have  some  privacy  and  some  quiet.  it,  of  course,  didn't  last  very  long.  elena  didn't  mind  so  much,  though.  she  had  finished  her  meal  and  her  stomach  was  full  ...  for  the  time-being.  ever  since  her  switch  has  been  off,  she  would  grow  bored  quite  quickly  and  quite  easily.  so  who  knows  how  long  this  fulfillment  was  going  to  last? ❛  i  was  hungry,  is  that  so  wrong?  ❜  she  replied,  rolling  her  eyes  lightly  at  rebekah's  words.  she  watched  the  blonde  vampire  suck  off  the  blood  from  her  fingertips,  and  elena  finishes  it  off  once  rebekah  was  done.  she  tucks  her  hair  behind  her  ear  before  heading  to  the  mirror  hanging  on  the  wall,  fixing  her  appearance  and  wiping  off  any  remaining  blood  dripping  down  her  chin.  she  turns  to  face  rebekah  again,  ❛  we  should  leave.  someone  is  gonna  come  in  here  for  their  coat  and  i  rather  not  be  here  when  they  do  ❜  she  warned  the  original.  ❛  besides,  i'm  getting  bored  again.  ❜

[the-last-doppelganger]

Closed starter for @dynastymuses

It's different, not having her humanity. It feels a little bit like floating on the ground, her feet passing over the earth without ever making any kind of impact. It feels like she's taken all the pain, all the suffering, the caring and the compassion and locked it behind a glass wall. Able to peer at it from time to time, but never able, wanting to connect with any of it.

Seeing Elijah, of course, had brought along with the intensity she's accustomed to being around the original. It's a little hair raising, a little spark in the back of the mind, and through the fogged glass of her mind, she can observe the memories of him. Making deals in the middle of the night in her bedroom, the rush of blood in her ears and the pounding of her heart. The slight attraction that she was always quick to deny.

She accepts it now. Elijah has always been....a little too handsome, a little too poised and graceful, a little too intense. She remembers the memories in the woods, the two of them alone, skin barely brushing, heat rising underneath her skin as her stomach turned both nervously and pleasantly. The feeling of his arms wrapping around her waist before he kidnapped her and left her at the mercy of his sister.

Such cruelty and yet such delicacy. He's always been a study in contradictions.

Her fingers are stained with blood, the deliciousness of it staining the back of her throat. She'd threatened Damon and Stefan with murder and destruction, but she knows it isn't enough. Nothing is with those two. They treat her like a doll - turn it off because her grief is too big and inconvenient, turn it back on because she's no longer the doe eyed girl forgiving their short comings because of her love for them.

It's no surprise she ended up dying.

But vampirism has its advantages, the euphoria, the pleasure, the blood - she can't describe how delicious it is, the elixir of the undead - the invulnerability. Of course, that invulnerability isn't all encompassing, and she knows her disadvantages as both, a young vampire and someone that shares a face with Katherine. How long before one of her doppelgangers enemies decides to kill her?

She stops short in the night, her musing coming to a halt as she stares at the silhouette in the dark of the night. Elijah. She can recognise those shoulders and that suit anywhere.

"What are you doing here Elijah?" It's easy to let the taunt, the mocking to colour her voice, "waiting for Katherine? I really did think you were better than fucking her, you know. But I guess you were right, you are a man, and Katherine is beautiful." She walks ahead to stand beside him, careful not to look at him.

It's a ridiculous thought that enters her mind, but she wonders if she can seduce men the way Katherine can. It's literally the same face and body.

"Don't tell me she's meeting you here. It's a little pathetic, isn't it? An original wrapped around her fingers. I doubt Klaus would fall for that act." Even as she says it though, she wonders if she can use Elijah to protect her. Rebekah will no longer work with her now that the cure is with Katherine, and she can't possibly fight Stefan and Damon alone. Elijah could probably kill them both without blinking. And...well, that's quite a picture.

The only thing more attractive than Elijah is Elijah covered in blood.

And if she thinks of licking the blood off him afterwards, it's only because it's blood and she's a vampire. Nothing else.

[doeeyedgilbert]

"oh," a happy smile blossomed across angelic features as she found the extended hand being offered to her after exiting the vehicle, how chivalrous. she admired it. "that's very kind of you, good sir." playing along, taking his hand then soft laughter escaped at his question. it was just funny to her how he had said it and poking fun at how stuffy some of these people could be and are. "why wouldn't there be apple pie? is there some type of forbidden rule that they can't consume apples in crust?" elena amusingly wondered, poking her own fun. "what about... chocolate pie, though? don't you agree it's the best." she grinned, just to challenge to see if he'll still say apple's the superior pie. plus, she really might be curious what his favorite is.

Open to: F (trans or cis)

It wasn't often Scott got invited to a presidential dinner. He's spoken and debated with them a few times, but being invited to an event was something else. It wasn't just a drive to a house with some food. There was so much security, and authenticating, and guards just to get to the place, which made sense, but still there was a lot. None of this deterred him though. Scott exited the car and offered a hand to his date. "Madame." he said with a smile. "Excited to see what these people eat? I wonder if they're actually going to give us apple pie." he teased.

[dat-lil-shark]

Finished colouring the Pixie Kids!!

I finished coloruing my Pixie Verse Jack, Miko, and Raf.

And at the same time, since my family had lately descided to rewatch ROTB, I also deiced to designe out the Pixie version of Noah, Kris, and Elena from it!

(And yes Mirage totally had put Pixie Noah in a jar at least once (the first time they met) and yes I will draw that out once I get to this weekend)

Either way, if you're new here and don't know what the Pixie AU is, it is essentially a transformer AU(s) of mine where all the bots become humans, but to keep the size difference and the majority of the relationships between bots and humans the same, the canon humans wil become even smaller Pixies.

No major plots will ever be changed in any Pixie AUs, except maybe the bot characters will now be the main characters, on top of just being humans, and a lot more stories would be told from their point of views jnstead. (If you are curious about how some events would have gone in the Pixie AU, DO NOT EVER BE AFRAID TO ASK ME, in comments, reblogs, or the ask box. I LOVE READER INTERACTIONS AND THEY FUEL ME TO DRAW MORE THAN ANYTHING. PLEASE BE SURE TO BOTHER ME)

And final note:

[silkfyre]

W.I.D

The following content does not limit the type of requests I accept. If there is a topic or character that is not listed, but you wish to have included feel free to ask! If I’m ever uncomfortable with something I will simply deny the request.

HIGHLIGHTED names are my personal favorite characters. 

WRITING

Fluff

Smut

Angst

Yandere

Violence

Dub-Con

Polyamory

OTHER

Fancasts

Writing Tips

Script Creation

Character Building

CHARACTERS

HORROR

The Boy

Brahms Heelshire

The Quarry

Abigail Blyg

Emma Mountebank

Jacob Custos

Laura Kearney

Max Brinley

Ryan Erzahler

Travis Hackett

The Lost Boys

David

Dwayne

Marko

Michael

Paul

House of Wax

Bo Sinclair

Lester Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair

Texas Chainsaw Massacre

Thomas Hewitt (Leatherface)

Halloween

Michael Myers

Scream

Billy Loomis

Randy Meeks

Stu Macher

American Horror Story

James Patrick March

Jimmy Darling

Yellowjackets

Lottie Matthews

Misty Quigley

Natalie Scatorccio

Shauna Sadecki

Taissa Turner

Van Palmer

SCI-FI

The Boys

A-Train

Billy Butcher

Black Noir

Frenchie

Homelander

Hughie Campbell

Kimiko Miyashiro

Mother's Milk

Queen Maeve

Soldier Boy

Starlight

Detroit: Become Human

Chloe

Conner

Gavin Reed

Hank Anderson

Josh

Kara

Luther

Markus

North

Ralph

Rk600 (Sixty)

RK900 (Nines)

Simon

Fallout

Fallout 4

Deacon

John Hancock

Nick Valentine

Paladin Danse

Piper Shaw

Preston Garvey

Robert MacCready

Fallout (series)

Aspirant Dane

Chet

Cooper Howard (The Ghoul)

Knight Maximus

Lucy MacClean

Norm MacLean

Alien vs Predator

coming soon!

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

The Walking Dead

Daryl Dixon

Eugene Porter

James Cameron’s Avatar

Eetu

Lyle Wainfleet

Mansk

Miles Quaritch

Nor

So’lek

Teylan

Tsu’tey te Rongloa Ateyitan

SUPERNATURAL

TVD Verse

Bonnie Bennett

Caroline Forbes

Damon Salvatore

Elena Gilbert

Elijah Mikaelson

Finn Mikaelson

Jeremy Gilbert

Katherine Pierce

Kol Mikaelson

Niklaus Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Stefan Salvatore

FANTASY

Baldur’s Gate 3

Astarion Ancunín

Dammon

Gale Dekarios

Halsin

Karlach Cliffgate

Lae’zel

Raphael

Rolan

Shadowheart

Wyll Ravengard

Zevlor

REALISM

Red Dead Redemption II

Albert Mason

Arthur Morgan

Charles Smith

Dutch Van Der Linde

Flaco Hernández

Javier Escuella

John Marston

Kieran Duffy

Sadie Adler

Call of Duty

John Price

John “Soap” MacTavish

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Grand Theft Auto

Franklin Clinton

Michael De Santa

Trevor Philips

Outer Banks

Pope Heyward

Rafe Cameron

Sarah Cameron

Topper Thornton

W.I.D.D

Notes :: There may be some things on these lists that are debatable. If they are something I’m willing to write under certain circumstances then it will be ITALICEZED.

WRITING

Racism

Ableism

Ageplay

Underage

Homophobia

Transphobia

Character x Character (w/o reader)

CHARACTERS

Bubba Sawyer

Freddy Krueger

Pennywise

[sukibenders]

Rewatching TVD, seasons one and two, it's always been kind of weird when people say that Elena was selfish and whiny during these seasons. Now, I can't speak for past that (though I think that's largely on the shows poor characterization that impacted many others), but in the first two, she's nothing but selfless---from standing up to vampires even when she was just a human to her willing to sacrifice herself for her friends, she's anything but selfish. And whiny, I won't lie, tends to be so misused especially towards characters, often female, who display trauma (eg. Katara) and then are often met with said trauma being compared to other characters. While others in the TVD verse have experienced traumatic moments in their lives, everyone processes it differently and it definitely shouldn't be compared. But also: imagine your parents died in an accident and you are left adjusting to it, then your boyfriend and his brother ends up being a vampire, a new wave of supernatural enters your life and, often times, effects you and your friends, only to then find out that you are also tied to a supernatural aspect that involves you, and some of those you care about, dying. I don't know, but if that were me I'd be a little whiny too.

Also, many of the things that happen aren't even by Elena's know-how or agreed by her. Her friends often take matters into their own hands, especially under the guise of protecting her, and often leave her out because they know fully well that she will risk herself to save them if came down to it (eg. when she willingly handed herself over to Elijah and, in response, Damon had Bonnie spell her [Elena] in her house to prevent her from doing so again).

[shelikeswongkarwai]

[ of clapperboards and ]

ft. @051688 in another au because they won’t let us rest

Elena has no idea how she landed this gig. One of the assistants to an up and coming Korean actor? Especially when her grasp of the language had days where it was dubious at best? She had a friend who knew a guy who worked for another guy— all she wanted was work and she loved film and its inner workings. And rent needed to be paid. And apparently they wanted a foreigner on board, something about the emerging jdrama market… all she really heard was that she’d be on staff for some emerging heartthrob. 

The first time she met him, she didn’t really see it. Sure, he was tall and broad and had teeth, but she couldn’t help but wonder just how well this Ahn Bohyun character would do. And yes. In this verse they have the same names still. What about it?

She’d been braced and fed horror stories and the importance of keeping her distance and keeping things strictly professional. It was all a bit intimidating at first, being at someone’s beck and call, but the more experienced staffers acclimated her to the routine of things and gently corrected her Korean. The first time she got to join him on set with some other staffers, she begun to understand. 

It was some variety show that involved getting answers wrong and being thrown into water…? At least that’s what Elena could gather. It looked freezing. And harrowing. They got to watch most of it behind the production crew and during breaks they scuttled forward with towels and snacks and concerned looks. What got to her was his attitude. He was chipper. Unwavering in his grins despite his costume being soaked through and any and all hair products long gone from his matted hair. She remembered the way he smiled in thanks when she brought him a water bottle and she got to thinking that maybe he had a shot in this whole hallyu business. 

But of course, a few months later and she’s reminding herself: “He’s nice to everyone.” Because he is. It didn’t matter where you landed in the food chain, Bohyun had kindness to spare for everyone, even when there were no cameras around. It was mildly distressing when she noticed herself staring and sifting through magazines for his latest shoot. She’d even gone out of her way to buy his photobook, knowing good and well she could have just asked management for one. But she wanted to support him. And more importantly and urgently, wanted no one to know that sometimes her face went hot when he’d ask for her by name and ask her of her weekend as she struggled to remember why she’d gone to him to begin with. 

The worst was when he’d speak to her in her native tongue. Because of course he’s still multilingual and near perfect in this verse too, he wouldn’t be him if he weren’t. The first time it happened it was unexpected and a couple hours into a party they had thrown him after the last day of shooting for one of his recent dramas (something where he played a jerk and had to dye his hair— he couldn’t wait to go back to black). She realized pretty quickly into the gig that his staff adored him and found any excuse to celebrate his achievements, and this was no different.

She recalled nursing the same beer all night, she couldn’t imagine drinking on the job despite everyone shedding their usual formalities and relaxing, and somehow standing before the massacred congratulatory cake when he joined her. He smiled that big smile of his and asked her in well practiced Japanese, if she wanted a slice. Her mouth dropped. And he barked out a laugh, unfazed by her shock as he explained he’d taken an interest in the language back in secondary and was mostly self taught. Elena’s blood boiled: no human could be this perfect. She chugged from her beer at the notion.

He proceeded to cut her a slice and they continued to speak in Japanese, allowing her to unfurl and relax before she’d even realized it, and they sat on the floor across from each other volleying questions to each other like: “What’s your favourite book?”, “Why’s Merde your favourite short from ‘Tokyo!’?”, “Do you plan on doing this forever?” just to name a few. You can go ahead and make guesses as to who asked what. 

After that, she was a bit of a goner. For as young as she was, she was serious about her work and maintaining professionalism and respecting boundaries— yet there was only so much she could do about the wavering fist in her belly when they’d share a wave down a hallway or laugh at a tiktok between takes. Elena understood that he was a nice man, a good man, and that she couldn’t take anything to heart. She was just a kid after all finding her way in the world that was show business. 

With his growing fame came the rumours.

One week his female costar was supposedly in love with him and the next, he was apparently courting his model cast mate from a variety appearance the week before. They always found it amusing when the stories would pop up and as his staff they’d make it their mission to find the most ridiculous rumours online and show it to him. Bohyun was always tickled by them. Elena wished she could relate. Instead she went into private dives at home, skewering herself as she tried to find the source of these rumours and if there was any semblance of truth. It wasn’t as if she could ask him herself. That would be ridiculous. 

Nearly a year into the job and suddenly one of the rumours are true. Pictures are plastered all over the internet one random night of Bohyun leaving the apartment of a well known (and beautiful and talented) idol and even more disconcerting is the confirmation from both their companies that the two are in fact dating and doing so quietly and happily. The office is abuzz and the group chat doesn’t stop ringing from exclamations and assertions from the other staff that they knew it! A man like him couldn’t possibly be single and any girl would be lucky to date him. They were a very loyal team as you can see. The tight fist returned to her belly but this time it had morphed into a boulder and she wanted to barf all over everything.

She knew they were right. It made more sense that he was in a relationship, he was always being teased and prodded about his type and when he’d land himself a girlfriend and here he was, and she didn’t have it in her to celebrate with the rest of the team. 

She wasn’t an actress for a reason. She was terrible at pretending.

The next time she saw him, it's a few days after the announcement at their offices after what looked to be a meeting, she could barely catch his eyes when she wished him a perfunctory congratulations and tried to excuse herself with record speed. But unfortunately they were headed in the same direction and he had longer legs and gained on her in a few steps. 

“Elena-yah, where are you off to in such a hurry?” Suddenly she hated the honorific but couldn’t help but slow anyway because she liked her job (andmaybeshelikedhimew). 

“……cafeteria? Couple of the unnies want some coffee.” That wasn’t an entire lie. No one had actually asked for the drinks, but she knew they wouldn’t turn them down, and she couldn’t tell him she was trying to get away from him. 

“I’ll help. You can’t be expected to carry all that on your own.” She hated that he’d reverted to Japanese and that it made her palms sweat. 

“No, no, don’t worry. It’s not a lot. Don’t you have somewhere to be? Doesn't.... this place seem louder since the news?" She internally winced. Why had she brought it up? She didn’t want to and it wasn’t her business to begin with. 

She couldn’t see his bemused expression as he peeked down at her as they walked. “It’s almost as if no one can believe I could land someone like her. Am I so hideous?” When she shot him a look, she saw that familiar playfulness behind his eyes and tried not to gulp. 

“….if anything, she’s the lucky one.” She mumbled, coughing right after and pulling out her phone in an attempt at nonchalance. Like I said, Elena was a terrible actress. 

He does in fact help her with her improvised coffee order and they carry it back to the staff room, greeted with cheers and the delighted twitters of the team as he was bombarded with congratulations and hushed curiousity. Elena wanted no part in it, if that wasn’t obvious already, so she scurried into a corner and pretended to be preoccupied with the schedule. She popped her airpods in so she couldn’t overhear a thing. 

The months went on just like this. To everyone’s surprise, the new couple was heralded by all and fans from both sides were simply excited for the pair— it was so unlike the usual reception such announcements received. It figured his would be unprecedented, Elena thought, trying her damndest not to roll her eyes at all the praise lauded their way. She was only human. A young one with a crush at that. It was clear to all of them that he was happy. Happier than usual? She couldn’t be sure. But there were less impromptu team get togethers that he was available to show up for with his schedule filled to the brim to begin with, never mind the coordinating they were all sure it took for an idol and actor of their calibre. But leave it to Bohyun to find a way, they all thought. 

It was hard to be the jealous little gremlin that she was when everyone else in the office was so happy for the beautiful couple. She couldn’t disagree. They were picture perfect. 

In those months her Korean had improved and she was entertaining first and second dates. Her excuse had always been work and being too busy for such things out here, but if someone like Bohyun could do it, why couldn’t she? She wasn’t dumb. She was well aware she was trying to fan away the childish feelings in her chest by going out to dinner with a burgeoning model and by traipsing the night market with a university student. She couldn’t help it. Elena needed the distraction, more importantly, she needed something else, anything else, to replace the cloying crush. On the bad days, she’d search his name on Naver and scroll the onslaught of candids of the couple and the countless articles seemingly outlining every supposed aspect of their public relationship. They really did look good together. There was no denying that. But she couldn’t help but wonder what they talked about for hours on end and if she loved cinema as much as he did, and if she’d noticed the mole precariously positioned low on his torso, and if she knew that he snored when he was drunk, and if she’d seen his scars, and if she loved to camp as much as he did, and if they kissed like high schoolers with their first crush, and if—

“Earth to Elena… anybody home?” A voice cut through her cacophony of thoughts and she stirred to be met with the crinkled amusement of the very subject of her thoughts, face suddenly hot as she instinctively pulled back. He stole a look down at the phone in her hands and remembering that it was open to a slew of images of him and his girlfriend, she shoved the device between her legs. 

“Ah— sorry. Kind of zoned out there for a minute. Didn’t get much sleep last night,” she feigned a yawn. That was only half true. She was the nocturnal type and rarely got the recommended eight hours of sleep, but any excuse would do. 

Something that might be considered a grin played with his lips at that, and he straightened up once more, watching the young staffer, musing in playful Japanese. “I’ve heard a certain Japanese woman has been seen out on a number of dates recently. Have your suitors been keeping you out late?” 

If she thought her face was hot then, it was lava under the earth’s crust now. Mouth dry, what was she to say? Sensing her embarrassment, the actor laughed and patted the top of her head with one of his gargantuan hands. 

“I’m happy for you, Elena-yah. You’re young. You should be out there having fun.” Ah, yes. A reminder of their age gap. Just what the young woman needed. 

“…..I’m not that young.” She pouted, truly showcasing her youth. He could easily pass for someone in his mid to late twenties and she consistently envied the actor’s skin care. 

He laughed again, he did that often around her, and she watched his broad back disappear around the corner before slamming her head face first on the desk. She prayed for a concussion or at least memory loss. 

Neither of those things occurred though. 

But what did was a fan coordinated celebration that consisted of balloons and cake and gift baskets and a coffee truck set up behind their offices with Bohyun’s face plastered all over it. The news that he had landed the leading role in his first movie was official and everyone was happy. He’d earned his success. Even if there was no doubt people claiming it had something to do with his high profile relationship— they all knew back in the office just how much work he had put into his career. Bohyun rarely rested, going from one project to the next after wrapping. He was constantly invited onto variety shows and wasn’t the type to ever say no. 

The coffee truck drew many fans during the day but at night when things had quieted down, they could steal away downstairs and grab some drinks before it closed. They were amused by it all. Even the cups had his face on it, each one displaying one of his many roles. It was easy to see the thought and care that had gone into the gift. 

Elena wasn’t really one for coffee but she couldn’t pass up a cup with his face on it either. But as fate had it, as she rounded the corner towards the truck, she spotted two very familiar silhouettes stood in front of the truck. She could spot them from a mile away. They looked exactly like the candids she’d scoured online and suddenly her stomach wanted to cave in on itself. It figured the one time she pretended to like coffee he would show up with his girlfriend. 

She ducked back behind the corner and peeked out from the wall, she doubted they’d seen her. He was probably showing off the sweet gesture from his fans, not that she could hear them from where she was, but she could infer. The smaller form was dressed in a long dark coat and her hair was pulled back and even under the dim light, Elena knew she was beautiful. Half the globe knew that already. She couldn’t help but laugh to herself. Her crush had always been a dumb notion to begin with, immature and silly in its conception. He wasn’t even her type. All mainstream and broad shoulders— she liked rough edges and nicotine stained fingers. The two forms drew closer, a long arm winding around a tiny back, and that’s when she knew. 

The next few weeks were spent job hunting. This had always been a temporary gig in her mind, a crazy opportunity, and one she’d always be grateful for. Elena knew she wasn’t cut out for this business, but it had been fun while it lasted, and she’d met some of the best people she could ever ask for. Her original intent was to look for something out of show business entirely but the lead staffer recommended her to a producer friend of hers instead. He often worked on the sets of variety shows and the older woman had noticed how transfixed Elena had been whenever they’d end up on one. With praise she felt unworthy of, the producer offered her a place on his crew and the entire thing was bittersweet. 

She handed in her two weeks notice with the condition no one was told. When her unnie (she was the youngest, they all had her calling them unnie) asked if it had to do with Bohyun, Elena balked and couldn’t hide the feelings on her face. She was kind about it, told her it was all a part of being young, and made her swear to visit. She swore. 

For some reason or another, her last two weeks involved frequent sightings of the actor. He was preparing for his film and constantly in and out of the offices for meetings and what looked to be rehearsals. He was the type to bring his script in and read it whenever he had a moment to himself. She found herself walking in on him hunched over the script in his seat or stood in a corner lost in his own world, mouthing back words to himself. She liked his focused expression best. He was unguarded like this. Mouth soft, gaze preoccupied. It certainly didn’t help the feeling in her chest but what was the harm in memorizing a little bit? 

On her last day she begged them not to throw a party, especially not in the office, which she only managed by agreeing to celebratory drinks after work which was really code for getting drunk and crying into her peach soju because she’d miss her unnies. 

“See you tomorrow!”

“Yeah, see you... don’t overwork yourself. I can see your eyebags from here, you know.” It’s been a few months and she’s hunkered down in the back office of the studio, thumbing through the stunts planned for the rest of the week. She didn’t have the final say, obviously not, but her opinion had some stock and she liked knowing what to expect for the next series of shoots. Working on a show was entirely different from working for an actor, there was a stability to knowing she’d be in the same studio day in and day out. She couldn’t tell if that was better yet. 

Elena didn’t mind being one of the last people left behind, it was quiet this way, and she could muffle her thoughts with the ticking of the clock on the wall and the electrical boops and beeps filtering in from across the hall. 

“Do they not say goodbye where you’re from?”

She’d know that voice from a mile away at any timbre. The sort of voice she hadn’t heard in person for quite some time now. But she could hear it on television and had it wash over her only just last week in the movie theatre. This time it was riddled in what almost sounded like disappointment and her breath stalled in her throat. 

“…no.” Elena hated how sheepish she sounded. A tremor of shame. 

There’s a long and suffocating silence that allows her to fully take in the man that looks exactly the same from the last time she’d seen him. He’s suddenly stood in the doorway, like in one of her ill timed dreams, he must’ve just gotten off work, it’s a public space, and the studio’s known to share with other other shows and chances are he's just finished another appearance promoting his new film. But what does it matter?

The last time had been two months back in fact, on her last day at the office (he didn’t know that), he joined in step with her on the way to the cafeteria and asked if he could eat with her. It had been some time. As if she’d say no. Especially not on that day of all days.

She dreaded being alone with him those days, struggling to keep from mentioning the obvious, the elephant in the room. But by the time they’d filled their trays and found a table outside with the umbrellas, some of the familiar ease had returned. He spoke to her in Japanese, while she replied in Korean (they both needed the practice), and she considered telling him the truth, reveal that she was leaving— but he laughed like a boy who had caught his first fish at her badly recited Korean pun, and she couldn’t risk ruining it. 

“Are you happy?” The question felt like lightning in the present day and she shrugged, the tears she’d tried to blink back suddenly falling. Incriminating. The silence expanded like a balloon. 

“….are you?” She finally whispered. He shrugged too. 

“It’s funny what we can get used to. I keep walking around corners thinking I’ll see you.”

“….must be a relief when you don’t.”

“If only.”

If only encompassed too much and took up the entirety of the inside of her chest and he must’ve noticed because he crossed the rest of the distance between them and knelt beside the desk. A large hand suddenly swamped the left of her cheek. Her face really. She wondered if he could feel her heartbeat through her skin. 

“If only I'd seen it.” She shook her head, definitive, well aware that if she were to speak she’d sob. “If only you’d told me you were leaving. Why was I the last to know? Why was everyone wary about telling me you’d quit the next day like they were walking on eggshells?” She didn't want to look him in the eyes but there was no helping it and emotions swam in his dark gaze that she wondered if they were reflected in her own. Regret coloured his tongue. 

“I didn’t think you’d notice if I was gone.” His brows furrowed in disbelief and she was just impressed with herself for getting it together long enough she managed to croak out the words. 

“Elena-yah.” Two months since the last time she heard that. It almost sounded like admonishing but his fingers grazed the skin beneath her mouth, hand still cradling her cheek, and every actress she’d envied before was now her. “May I?”

“…But you’re…”

“Not anymore. It’s a secret.” 

“…if only.” She echoed. Their timing was the worst. It almost made her want to laugh but instead she watched him near through her swimming gaze and the warm slide of his lips on hers popped the balloon in her chest. She could taste the salt of her tears which meant he could too but they kept kissing. 

And that was all it remained. A bittersweet kiss tinged in salt that thrummed of hello and goodbye. She knew better than to hope for the impossible. He was a star on the steady path of global fame and she was lucky enough to afford rent most months. There was no future in people like them making it together, even if she could still feel the ghost of his breath when he'd flicker across her television screen or she'd hear whispers in the hallways of his appearance as a special guest.

Part of her heart had broken off and gone with him that day but Elena didn't regret it. She wanted Bohyun to keep it, whether or not he knew it was even there. Her happiness for him was genuine, even when the guy she'd gone on a third date with let it slip that he was his favourite actor and asked if she'd ever met him. The way Elena saw it, he was just another one of those actors she heard about from time to time through the grapevine, and everything she had heard was good.

No one else in the world would know about their kiss and the if only sealed away between them. Some things were better off kept behind half closed office doors.

[little-elenaarchive]

@ofwaywardsunshine liked for Katherine Pierce from wish

"I just don't understand why you're even bothering. I mean, Dean clearly has expectations of you that you're not interested in. So why are you still doing the hunting thing with him? It's boring, I'm bored. I'm tired of watching him try to 'get our humanity back' I don't care, Sam. I'm tired of carrying that weight of everything. Its not my problem and it's not yours. So lets just... stop humoring him."

A vampire with her humantiy switch off, and a Sam with no soul, two different paths with the same result, no empathy. For two of the purest self sacrificing hunters in the world this was heart breaking to see for most other people. They were doing just fine.

[kingofthewebxxx]

Character Stats:

name : James Moriarty

nicknames : Jim, Jim from IT, Richard Brook, annoying git, Mr Sex, Jamite (he hates that one)

age : Depends on verse, usually written at 38

birthdate : 3rd December

species : (Verse dependent) Human, Human (Psychic), Augumented Romulan, Wizard

gender : Male

preferred pronouns : He/ him

romantic orientation : Panromantic

sexual orientation : Pansexual

parents : Verse dependent. Janette Moriarty (mother) / Patrick Moriarty (father), Jill Collins (adoptive mother) Lavinia Adams (adoptive ‘mother’), Nogitsune or void (adoptive father)

siblings : Verse dependent. Ronan Moriarty (brother), Deidre Adams (Step-sister), Isabelle Moriarty (Sister), Jim Moriarty (identical twin brother) Wendy Darling (Sister), Ben Smith (adoptive brother), James Moriarty (Younger brother)

significant others : Verse dependent and plotted. Gemini , Sherlock Holmes, Marissa Coulter, Elena Gilbert, Marcus/ Q, Lucien Morningstar, Sinister Strange ‘Daddy’ (I’m sorry he still insisting, I too am waiting for this obsession of his to calm down; can’t help but watch though), Dwight Blackburn (for later…..), The Master (soon soon). Sebastian Moran, Lucy, Maria Bloomsco

eye colour : Dark brown

hair colour : Dark brown

body build : Physically fit, muscular

height: 173 cm

Tagged by: @the-last-doppelganger thank you!

Tagging: @deathtransformed, @malumxsubest, @moriartymused, @governmentofficial, @collidingxworlds (you pick!), @hvbris (your choice ☺️), @tealeavesandthorns and you!

[soughtserenity-a]

Future Diaries verse,

I realized I needed to write all this down for me but this is all the info for the current version of the legacies / tvd muses I write when it's set in the present day. I usually go backward cause it's easier and fun with everyone being messy but

Hayley

Is an alpha wolf

She was killed by Roman and his mother

She did not become a hybrid after giving birth to Hope ( bc I don't want it ) she just came very close to dying and her blood healed her slowly along with her natural accelerated healing.

Oliver Kenner, Luna Kenner, and Hope Mikaelson are her children I'll probably pick up Luna later and fit her in.

She's resurrected by Hope when she turns 18 and completes her transformation.

She has a hard time gripping things like time because of her mortality compared to Klaus who's lived a long time. She has a hard time looking sometimes because of how much has changed.

She doesn't blame her for trusting Roman she's done a lot of trusting the wrong person in her life

She's married to Jackson in every verse and they lead their small pack together before their deaths then the responsibility falls onto hope but after her resurrection, she does try to help.

When she comes back that's the first place she goes after being with hope and where she stays.

They take in lost and abandoned wolves and give them a home and that means their little space has grown and changed sense then but she's here for it.

Elena

Elena never wanted to become a vampire but when she did she tried to deal with the changes but it felt like it changed so much of her that she battled with a lot of self-hate which showed in how she lashed out against people and tried to appear more confident and embrace her strength but it's a front like Damon's. Every day was agony and the passionate love affairs and what have you dulled the ache but it never went away.

She's getting the same treatment as Hayley and Klaus. That magic brought them all back. Damon's human and so is she.

She immediately gets to her normal life trying to make up lost time

She becomes a writer, her specialty of course being fantasy and romance but along with that she'd like to become an English teacher and find other writers and push them toward their dreams.

Depending on the thread and person she is happily married to Damon and he is as insufferable as he is doting and kind to her and stefan.

Klaus

I'm not sure how everyone will feel about this but absorbing all that dark magic and then killing himself took something from him. When he comes back he is just a werewolf. The white oak stake burned that part of him away but some things still remain:

he is still immortal to some degree as long as he doesn't suffer so fatal an injury he dies he can live forever.

His blood still heals vampire bites

Out of all natural wolves, this Mf is big as hell and very powerful because of the years effect that would make him stronger but not unkillable

He can fully transform now and looks like this ( ain't he cute ) and the stories have now gone from Klaus the immortal tribrid to the great oak wolf which he likes and the sentiment has moved from terror to protection though most ( rightfully so ) are skeptical because he's still a selfish bastard and will protect his kind, his pack and his family FIRST.

Love that I get to do stuff like this since the power diff is now fucking ridiculous thanks to Hope and Landon. Anyways that's it for now ~

[sergeantpixie]

I seriously need to know why you're so obsessed with deanlena tho

Because I have taste!!!

Assuming you are asking because of the ask game (and if you're not, oh well lmao)

Whether I ship it or not: Duh, obviously, it's like 95% of my personality (yes the other 5% is being obsessed with my cat)

Why I ship it or not: When it gets down to it, it's just everything I could want in a ship. For Elena, Dean is someone who would respect her choices and would also be a human who shares some of her very complicated life experiences. For Dean, Elena would be someone who would not judge him for the things he judges himself for and she'd be too fucking stubborn to let him walk away from her for her own good. I could quite literally go on but I'll stop.

My opinion on their canon potential (chemistry, canon interactions, etc): I mean... they're from different shows. Also I think their canon age gap is like 13 years? Which ya know, Elena's canon husband is literally nearly 2 centuries older than her so it's not that big of a deal but considering Dean is a full grown adult man at the start of his series and Elena is a teenager at the start of hers it's not ideal. Still mad that Julie Plec vetoed a crossover when approached by the spn team though

My opinion on fanon interpretations/fandom around it (Favorite widespread hcs, pet-peeves, etc): I honestly do not read a lot of other fics (partially because I have literally written half of the published fics for them on AO3) so I can only draw from a limited experience but I do think most people take them less seriously as a ship than I do which is a shame because they have amazing endgame potential. I do really hate when people call them a crack ship though, they're really not. I don't think Dean could ever view Elena as just another girl but I'm aware that's largely because my headcanons for them are very specific and it would literally be impossible for Dean to just get over her (and vice versa but I don't see that interpretation as often). I am also kind of disappointed in people's fascination with Addendum which is ridiculous because it's my fic but man the verses I could be writing if it wasn't taking up all my time!!! Seriously I am glad people love it but it does not need sequels, I have so many better ideas.

Send me a ship!

@randomestfandoms

[cosmics-beings]

I was reading that essay that talked about misogyny in bay verse and the live action movies. Yeah it hit some amazing points like the lack of fembots on screen and how bay was really only looking for models to portray the women in his films and how they were heavily sexualized. I agree with that. The one part I take issue with is their takes on rotb. It is arguable the Steven could've done better with airazor and Arcee regarding character.

What I didn't agree with was how the article glossed over Elena and her importance as a human woman, a black human woman at that. If the author of the essay has no issue critiquing rightfully so, bays shitty take on human women then I wish they spent time praising rotbs inclusions on Elena. Having a black woman who doesn't have the conventionally skinny build and isn't a model but is still beautiful and exists outside of misogyny is also important to mention. Bays films also were anti black af so having Elena be a black woman and respected is something worth mentioning.

Like even in her own damn series Dot Malto is kinda ignored by the fandom or heavily mischaracterized.

Op just did not go into detail and I hate that. And I get op isn't black but at the same time you shouldn't have to be black to talk about how important and revolutionary it is in a live action tf movie for the main female lead to not be unhealthily skinny, caked in makeup and sexualized.

Also it's not lost on me how she's completely ignored by fandom but if we are being real tf fandom doesn't really do good with hyping up black women.

But you know oh well. I think the essay even mentioned charlie from the bumblebee movie which makes it more insidious that they didn't go into depth about Elena

[kiss-my-freckle]

People say women preferred Stefan over Damon in bed. They use Rebekah's not enough liquor in the world dialogue after Damon teasingly told her she could ask him for more sex to put Damon down. However, she was similar with Stefan when he was being cocky in a bar, telling him to do the bar a favor and stick a sock over his dick before walking away after rejecting him, a rejection Stefan didn't accept since he grabbed her arm from behind despite her being a stranger he didn't know the name of. Rebekah never said Stefan was great in bed. They use Katherine's "Stefan's great in bed," line but the last time she had slept with Stefan was 1864 and she was Damon's first so he was less dominant than the present, and after she got a taste of him being more dominant she tried to hook up with him multiple times. Elena kindly saying their sex was good is also used as an example. Has Elena ever said her sex with Damon is good? Bree said Damon was good in bed, Kelly said hooking up with Damon was hot, Sage thought he became well versed under her instruction on how to please women sexually, and Isobel said Damon was better to enjoy than Stefan. Damon is the one Katherine asked for a kiss from in 2x7, not Stefan.

Most of their women preferred Damon, sex or no sex. Rebekah ddn't prefer Stefan, she preferred Ripper Stefan. She considers him boring otherwise. She pushes him to stop caring in season 4, which is no different than saying, "Act like you flipped your humanity switch." So Stefan has his humanity but is pretending that he doesn't, which is what Damon does in the first season. He's purposfully being a dick, and this no-care attitude is what Rebekah likes. She considers him fun that way while Damon considers him a douche. Damon could have Rebekah any time he wanted. Sage enjoyed Damon and referred to him as her favorite student. It was her love for Finn and his love for Katherine that made their relationship work. Bree kissed him the moment he entered her bar, referred to him being a walk-way Joe, then flat-out told Elena that Damon either has her roped or whipped. Both Bree and Lexi's boyfriend speak to her as if she's dating Damon. Krystal wanted Damon the moment she laid eyes on him. Rose preferred Damon, Elena preferred Damon, Bonnie preferred Damon, Elena's mother and Mat's mother not only preferred Damon, they slammed Stefan. Katherine's obsession with Stefan was due to Markos' curse, to which she told Damon it felt like fate. Gloria preferred Damon. Lexi slept with Damon all night long all over that bar. Jenna told Elena he's ridiculously hot. Charlotte was sired to him just like Elena, which means both were crazy about him before they turned. I'm so glad they don't make Elena as crazy as Charlotte lol. All Damon had to do to get with Caroline is smile at her. Most of Stefan's friends and partners prefer the Ripper. Most of Damon's friends and partners prefer his humanity. Stefan is a good guy, but they still prefer Damon. Both Rebekah and Klaus talk about him being more fun in the 20s while he was the Ripper. Enzo flat-out referred to Stefan as vanilla. Is it a surprise that Delena actually makes out in the kitchen while Stelena is forced to hallucinate it? I feel like most of Damon's seduction techniques came from Sage. She's got him reading people in the arena like open books, which spills into Delena's college scene. Sage's student became a teacher. He's watching her seduce pill popper into the back room.

[ursulaincorporated]

Elena and Baghera are very ‘I Can’t Fix You’ coded and no one can change my mind (because I wrote them).

Specifically Verse 2, the Bridge, and Verse 3.

Because the entirety of Go Ahead and Cry, Little Girl and the effect that it has long term on Baghs is the fact that she’s always pressing to be the best version of whatever people want her to be. The fact that she has never been considered human according to the Federation. And the fact that in the second half of GAaC, Elena loses her patience with her very often.

Just… their relationship is so complicated. And it’s so complicated because in any other universe, they wouldn’t be here. Elena would have never done the things she did and she knows it. “But you’re dead inside just like me” BECAUSE THEY ARE THE SAME PERSON. Really, all that’s different is that Baghera is a good parent to Pomme in ways that Elena wishes that she could have been. Elena would have done so much different if she could but she was young and stupid and didn’t know any better.

“It’s like we’re the same person, me and you. We both don’t know what we can do.”

At the end of the day, they are no different. But instead of taking it out on Pomme, like Elena had done to her, Baghera takes it out on herself. She always has, in this universe. Elena took the wrong path, most of the time because she had no choice, sure, but she made that choice anyway, and ended up destroying a child’s life. Baghera just decides to destroy her own because that’s all she knows.

It’s interesting how well the song fits them. There’s so much complexity that I want to explore because there is so much there. There isn’t a day that Elena lives where she doesn’t regret what she did. There isn’t a day that goes by where Baghera wants to know ‘why?’ There’s so much there, there’s so much that hurts, and none of these shits are qualified to deal with this.

Maybe some day down the line they’ll meet again. Some day, maybe Baghera will get to ask her ‘why?’ and Elena will get to say ‘I’m sorry.’ But that day is not today.