#why is he acting like a child to elena?!

[gagakareem10]

Nathan the little baby😭✨️💙

Random stuff I noticed in Nathan’s Journal.

So.. I’ve been going through Nate’s Journal again because of how goddamn bored I am. I found the fact he mentioned Elena and wondered if she’d let him get a pet lemur is cute as hell.

Plus: Nathan took the time to sketch a lemur that looks like Sully. He didn’t leave any details behind either (drew his mustache and cigar, he also made him wear one of those ugly ass shirts).

[iamgonnagetyouback]

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synopsis: ever since you became best friends with kol, tormenting people has been your daily routine. but when you accidentally say something that sounds a little too much like elijah, kol is convinced his brother is trying to steal you away with morals and stuff—and damn him if he lets that happen content warnings: reader being everyone’s favorite, slight elijah favoritism, kol being a jealous best friend requested by: @unstablereader ￫ ♡

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You and Kol sat comfortably at the Grill, watching Elena from across the room as she poked at her salad with a fork, clearly annoyed but trying to act as though she couldn’t see the two of you. Kol, of course, was leaning back in his chair with that signature mischievous smirk, the one that always spelled trouble for anyone in his sights.

“Look at her, trying to act all aloof as if she hasn’t tangled herself up in a love triangle with two brothers. Honestly, Elena, have you no creativity?” Kol drawled, his voice loud enough to be heard from your table, earning an annoyed glance from her.

You snorted, leaning in closer, your voice dripping with false sympathy. “Honestly, it’s tragic. Two brothers, both madly in love with you? I mean, isn’t that a little cliché? Couldn’t you just pick someone who isn’t a Salvatorian? We get it, you like the brooding types.”

Elena finally rolled her eyes, pushing her plate away. “Can you both just leave me alone?”

“Oh, but where would be the fun in that?” you teased, wagging your finger at her like she was a child. “Besides, we’re just giving you some friendly advice.”

Kol leaned forward with a gleam in his eye. “We think it’s time you choose, darling. All this toying with emotions—why, you’re going to give the Salvatores heartburn.”

You were about to add another snide remark when something strange slipped out of your mouth instead. “Maybe it’s time you did what’s best for you, Elena. Honestly, leaving both of them might not be the worst idea. You could focus on yourself for once.”

Kol froze, his entire body stiffening as if you had just insulted his entire existence. His eyes widened, and his mouth parted in disbelief. “What… did you just say?”

You blinked, realizing a second too late what you’d let slip. “Uh… I mean—”

Kol dramatically pushed his chair back, standing up as if you’d just committed an unforgivable crime. “No, no, no. This is all wrong! You—you’ve been hanging out with my brother, haven’t you?!”

Elena furrowed her brow, glancing between the two of you like you’d lost your minds. “What’s happening right now?”

Kol didn’t even acknowledge her, pointing an accusatory finger in your direction. “You’ve been sneaking around with Elijah! He’s doing that thing he does—saying all those moral, noble things. He’s trying to steal you from me, isn’t he?!”

You laughed nervously, rubbing the back of your neck. “No, no, I mean, we just… had a couple of conversations, that’s all…”

“Conversations?!” Kol looked genuinely betrayed, like you’d just sold his entire wardrobe on eBay. “Stop giving her morals, Elijah!” he shouted to no one in particular, waving his arms as if the eldest Mikaelson brother was lurking in the shadows.

You put your hands up defensively. “I didn’t ask for his advice! It just… happened!”

Kol threw his hands up in the air. “This is exactly how it starts! First, it’s ‘maybe it’s time you do what’s best for you,’ and next, it’ll be ‘let’s not murder people for fun anymore.’ Before you know it, you’ll be sipping tea and quoting Shakespeare!”

You burst into laughter despite yourself, though the panic was still bubbling under the surface. “Okay, I would never—”

“You say that now!” Kol snapped, pacing dramatically. “But mark my words, this is how he does it! He gets into your head with all that ‘duty’ and ‘honor’ nonsense, and then BAM! Suddenly, you’re going to bed at 9 p.m. and lecturing me about responsibility.”

Elena, thoroughly confused, stood up. “I’m just… going to go.”

Kol waved her off, not even sparing her a second glance. “Yes, yes, run along, Elena. The real problem here is not your love triangle but this betrayal of new best friends.”

As soon as Elena was gone, Kol was back to pacing.

“Look, it’s not like I’m going to turn into Elijah, okay? I’m still your partner in crime!” you insisted, but even as you said it, the memory of Elijah’s calm, reasoned voice played in the back of your mind. Was it so bad that he made sense sometimes?

Kol stopped dead in his tracks, pointing at you. “Don’t you even think about it. I swear, if you start quoting him to me, I’ll—”

“What? You’ll find another best friend?” you shot back, a grin creeping onto your face. “Come on, Kol. We’ve been wreaking havoc for centuries together. I’m not going anywhere.”

Kol huffed, crossing his arms and pouting like a petulant child. “I don’t like sharing.”

“Clearly.”

Suddenly, he stopped pouting, his face lighting up with a new wave of determination. “That’s it! I’m going to confront him.”

You barely had time to process what he said before Kol vanished in a blur of vampire speed, leaving you alone at the table. You groaned, slumping back in your chair. Great. This was going to be a mess.

Kol stormed into Elijah’s study, finding the elder Mikaelson calmly reading a book. Without even looking up, Elijah sighed. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

Kol pointed dramatically. “Stop trying to steal my partner in crime!”

Elijah finally glanced up, raising a brow in amusement. “I beg your pardon?”

“You heard me!” Kol declared, stepping closer. “I knew what you were up to the moment you started talking to her about all your noble nonsense. ‘Oh, maybe we should care about people’s feelings,’ ‘Oh, maybe it’s not so fun to torment humans endlessly.’” He mocked Elijah’s voice with exaggerated reverence. “Well, newsflash, Elijah! She was mine first! You’re not giving her morals and stuff.”

Elijah raised an eyebrow, completely unbothered. “Perhaps you should spend less time tormenting innocent people, Kol.”

Kol let out a mock gasp. “Innocent? Elena? Are you mad?”

You bit back a laugh, but Elijah’s smirk was all too telling. “I assure you, I’m perfectly sane. Though I must admit,” he glanced at you, his voice lowering, “I rather like this new side of her.”

“Don’t be smug!” Kol snapped, throwing his hands up. “I see what you’re doing! You’re trying to turn her into one of your allies. Next thing I know, she’ll be wearing suits and frowning disapprovingly at me!”

Elijah chuckled softly, closing his book. “She has a mind of her own, Kol. If she chooses to follow my advice—”

Kol gasped dramatically. “See? SEE? This is how it starts! You’re trying to steal her from me! With… with philosophy!”

You chuckled at Kol's dramatics. “Kol, seriously?”

Kol pointed at you accusingly. “Don’t ‘seriously’ me! I saw the way you looked all guilty back there! I won’t stand for it!”

Elijah’s eyes flicked to you, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he regarded you with a mixture of fondness and amusement. “Is that so?”

You sighed, running a hand through your hair, completely flustered. “It was an accident. I didn’t mean it.”

Kol narrowed his eyes, shaking his head furiously. “Don’t listen to her. She’s gone soft.”

“I am not soft!” you protested, crossing your arms indignantly. “I just… said something Elijah-ish by mistake. It doesn’t mean I’ve gone all moral!”

Kol crossed his arms, turning his back to you both with a huff. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

Elijah smirked. “I suppose that’s my influence.”

You groaned. “Don’t encourage him.”

Kol turned back around, dramatically pressing the back of his hand to his forehead. “Oh, I see it now. I’ll be forgotten—replaced by Elijah of all people. You’ll be sitting by firesides discussing literature and sipping wine, and I’ll be out in the cold, wreaking havoc all alone!”

You chuckled, stepping forward to playfully nudge Kol. “I’m not ditching you for Elijah, Kol. You’re my best friend, remember?”

Kol peered at you, suspicious. “Promise?”

You rolled your eyes. “Promise.”

Kol narrowed his eyes at Elijah one last time. “I’m watching you, brother. Stop with the moral lectures.”

Elijah chuckled, shaking his head. “I’ll do my best to refrain.”

Just then, Rebekah sauntered into the room, glancing between the three of you before resting her eyes on you. “My, my. Trouble in paradise?”

You groaned. “It’s not what it looks like.”

Rebekah grinned wickedly. “Pity. I was hoping for some drama. You know, if Kol’s giving you too much trouble, you could always keep me company instead. I promise I’m much more fun.”

You burst into laughter, while Kol made a face. “Don’t you dare!” he warned, pointing at Rebekah.

Rebekah winked at you, clearly enjoying herself. “Think about it, darling.”

Kol groaned loudly. “Why is everyone trying to steal my best friend?!”

Elijah chuckled softly, looking at you with a smirk as you shook your head in amusement. “It seems you’re in high demand.”

You just grinned, shrugging. “What can I say? I’m irresistible.”

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[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Dali and Henrique with a artist lover teaching their children to make art of their dads?

Dali sighed the moment he walked through the door of his estate. As if the weight of the world had just come of his shoulders.

Though Lord Johannes was respectful of his desire and plan to raise his children directly, there were certain matters of his VLAD work that required him to be away from home. Typically it would not take this long but since he had been putting the old man off it had been almost all day.

Ferdinand greeted him and Dali asked where the children were.

“[Y/N]-sama came by not long after you left, Master Dali.” Johannes informed him. “They and the children have been in the nursery for most of the afternoon.”

Dali was surprised. He didn’t expect [Y/N] to be here in his absence, but he was glad to hear that the children had not been left on their own with staff all day. He was glad he had such an understanding partner who was open to his goals in child rearing.

When he came into the nursery, he found [Y/N] and his sons on the floor with paper & pens. “What’s all this?”

“Papa…” Raphael’s soft voice called out before he got up to hug his father hello. Ul just babbled joyfully in [Y/N]’s arms. “We’re coloring.”

“Coloring, eh?”

“Yes.” [Y/N] confirmed from their seat on the floor. “I did the outline work and Raphael did the color fill.”

Dali walked over to where they had been seated with Raphael and looked over the pictures on the ground. The linework was beautiful. Places he recognized around the estate and inner city. “These are masterful.” He praised while holding one of them. “The colorwork is spectacular too. I like your boldness to use purple for the buildings, Raphael. Well done!” His son beamed at the praise and went back to coloring. “So, you’ve been here all day?”

“I thought they might be lonely.” [Y/N] explained as they played with Ul’s arms. “It’s been so much livelier here recently. With you all meeting with Lord Johannes, I thought I might act as a distraction. Though, I may be a poor substitute for everyone in that regard.”

“You aren’t a poor substitute for anything.”

Dali lifted another piece of paper from the floor, using it as a privacy shield as he gave [Y/N] a quick kiss. “Now, which one should I color? I would be a poor manner of a parent if I didn’t show Raphael some of my own artist techniques.” [Y/N] chuckled, but handed him one of the front of the estate to fill in.

Henrique sighed as he came home from a very long, very boring meeting with Lord Johannes. He loved the old man, but by God could he be long winded.

They got it already! They had to find the mass murderer plaguing the city. Vampire kind at stake. Mass suicide and the rivers run red or something. Alright! Did the old man think they were just sitting on their hands all day, or taking naps with the kids? Henrique wished he had time to take a nap in the afternoon these days.

Heading upstairs to see what the girls were doing, he was surprised to see [Y/N] there. The girls with matching easels he was pretty sure had not been there the last time he was in their room. “What are you guys doing?”

“We’re painting daddy!”

“Yes! [Y/N] is showing us how to use oil paints!”

“In hindsight we maybe should have started with charcoals.” Henrique chuckled at [Y/N]'s predicament. Seeing the girls in paint covered smocks but also with paint all over their hands and faces.

“Well, I’m sure they’ve been having fun. Can you show daddy?”

The girls eagerly hop off their chair and take their canvases, nearly as big as them, off their easels. “Wow!” He praised, even though he had no idea what the brightly colored smudges were. “These are so good girls! Lucia, I like all the pink you used. Elena, that’s a very nice tree in the middle there.”

“It’s a fountain daddy.” Elena corrected with a huff. To which Henrique smacked his palm to his forehead, told her of course it was, daddy was clearly an idiot, and told her it was a beautiful fountain.

“Why don’t you girls go get washed up and when your paintings are dry, we’ll find somewhere to hang them?” The girls then run off to get cleaned up and Henrique asked. “Those easels weren’t here before, where they?”

“No.” [Y/N] replied with a chuckle. “I got them for them today. I didn’t want them fighting over mine anymore.”

“Hmmm….that’s fair.” He then sat on the little stool set up for the children. Spinning around once in his chair. “Did they have a nice time?”

“They seemed to.” [Y/N] replied as they started picking up the paint brushes. “Although, Lucia & Elena like anything that they get attention for. Like someone else I know.” Henrique snickered with a grin. “Are you really going to put their artwork up for them?”

“Of course!” Henrique replied. “It’s better than all that old, stuffy artwork we got around here.” He wasn’t really sure where it came from. It had probably been put in when the house was built in ot-not-fourteen-whenever it was and had never been changed since. “Brings a little color to the house.”

[Y/N] smiled a little and Henrique hopped off his stool to his full height again. “Let’s put some of your work up too.”

They looked surprised. “Henrique…are you sure?”

“Of course!” He told them. “I’ve seen your stuff and its way better than anything up now. Let’s show it off.” What he meant was that he wanted to show them off.

[Y/N] looked a little nervous but nodded. Henrique smiled again. “Good! Lets see what the girls are up to and we’ll go pick out places for everybody!” He then took [Y/N]’s hand and led them out of the girls’ room. His day already a little brighter thinking about how bright these halls would be with new art.

[seriesxwriting]

Hi! I have an idea, maybe you'll like it. The reader was born in the 19th century. She was from a rich family. She loved Damon. Her father made an agreement with Giuseppe and you were remembered as representatives of rich families. Damon couldn't go against his father, but he immediately had a negative attitude towards her because of that marriage was settled without his opinion. Her task was only to give birth to a child. When Catherine appears, she does not want to see an obstacle in the form of a legitimate wife. Emily casts a spell that everyone thinks the Reader is dead. She is laid in the family crypt. After 150 years, when Emily destroys the horcrux in Bonnie's body, the reader wakes up. Surprisingly, she is pregnant. But the Reader is offended by Damon. He ruined her life. And she's determined to keep Damon away from her child. She also tries to fit into the modern world. There's really one problem… gradually Damon realizes that he loves the writer, and Catherine and Elena were an obsession. Will he be able to get his wife back

Thank you for this request, I hope I displayed it how you envisioned it!

Second chances

Pairing: Damon Salvatore X female reader

Series: The vampire diaries

Summary: Request! You’re Damon’s Fiance from before he turned and you wake up from a curse finding yourself in a modern world while pregnant with Damon’s child. But distracted by Katherine, Damon was horrible to you before. Can you forgive him? Has he changed?

Warnings: Pregnancy? Swearing.

My eyes opened to darkness. My first thought wasn't where I was, my first thought was what just happened. I blinked a couple times, trying to clear my brain of the fog, of the discombobulation. I heard distant moving behind my head which created this new thought. where was I, and how did I get out. I began trying to move but I didn't have much space, nor did I have much air. I struggled some more and began making grunting noises of distress before the shouting began. 'HELP" "GET ME OUT OF HERE".

A moment or two later I heard voices nearer to me. I stopped banging and tried to listen to them, to find out if they were friend or foe. "Hello?" one of them called out. "Where are you?" another voice asked. looking at my options I had no choice but to ask them for help, even if they were foe.

"In here" I cried out banging on what seamed to be stone. "It took a second but eventually I felt myself moving backwards and then the bright light attacked my face. I looked up at the three girls standing above me. They looked at each other then back down at me. "W-who are you" I asked looking at their clothes. Id never seen anything like it before. Women in mens clothes? trousers?.

"We're... um well i'm Bonnie and this is Caroline and Elena" one of the girls answered. "Why do you dress yourself in mens clothes and speak improper" I questioned shaking my head, trying to understand what is going on. “Um?” Elena threw me a weird look and the girls looked me up and down. “What are you guys doing?” A man’s voice appeared from outside.

“I’d know that voice anywhere” my eyes batted pulling my self out of the box in an act to escape. But it was too late. There behind the girls stood Damon Salvatore and his younger brother. “Y-y/n?” He stuttered looking at me like I was an alien. “It can’t be- you’re dead?” Stefan shook his head taking a step closer. “What in earths name is going on, I don’t like this game boys?” I folded my arms putting my head up. “You know her?” Bonnie raised an eyebrow. “T-that’s my fiance- from before I changed” Damon stated still obviously in shock.

“Your father wouldn’t be happy to hear you speak so improper and hang out with such obscure company” I frowned at him before looking around at my surroundings. “Gosh- everything looks so- different” I blinked realising something was wrong. “Y/n- it’s been over 100 years since you were out of that box- we thought you were dead but- you must have been turned too” Damon told me softly. My head whipped round to him, my eyes blazing with fire.

“You know Damon I once loved you- and after all the love I gave to you, you still treat me so uncouth” I scoffed putting my hands on my hip. “Y/n- Damon and I aren’t playing any games- it really has been over 100 years” Stefan told me, all their faces had a wipe of sympathy across them, and I hated it. “Nonsense- I have had enough- I shall tell my father I no longer want to be wed with you” I folded my arms and pushed past the girls but as I did my eye caught onto something. My father’s name was written on the tombstone next to me.

I stopped and stared at it thinking about nothing else but the words “it’s been over 100 years”. I turned to the boys with tears in my eyes. “Why does my father and my mother’s names lie on these tombstones in our family crypt” I asked almost in tears at the thought of them cold, dead in a box. “You know why Y/n” Damon took a step towards me and I took one back. “Those stories- about that girl being a vampire- the one you loved Katherine- they- they were true?”. No one answered me for a minute- they all looked around at one another.

“They must have been so- how else would you live all these years- and myself? Am I truly one of those beasts?” I asked them desperately, feeling the tears roll down my face. “No- you’re not- or you would have needed blood to wake up- I think my ancestor Emily put a spell on you- if you were due to marry Damon and Emily worked for Katherine I’m sure she would have had something to do with it” Bonnie folded her arms looking at Damon pissed off. “Y/n I’m really sorry- for how I treated you- for what happened- come back to my house we will get you cleaned up and catch you up” Damon put his hand out to me.

“You did not answer me” I shook my head at his hand. “Yes” he replied. That’s all he said. That’s all I’d had to go off. A whole new world and my only friend was my horrid Fiance who didn’t love me. but I suppose I had no choice. “I shan’t hold your hand but I will follow behind” I nodded with not hint of a smile. It was all too much for me. I wasn’t sure if I’d get on in this world- awful use of the English language, girls who dress like men?

As we left I kept my questions inside- though I had many. They helped me into what they called a Morden day car, and Damon drove me all the way to his house. Though there was all this new stuff stepping into his house was like a breath of fresh air. A lot of the decor looked as if it was made in my day. It felt familiar. They took me upstairs to what was a Morden day shower and Elena left me out some Morden day clothes. She made sure she gave me a dress and I told her I shan’t be wearing male attire.

And then Damon met me in the room. He took a seat on the bed and patted for me to sit down. “This is all rather a lot Damon” I sighed sitting down, crossing my legs properly. “How can I live in a world without my Father- I have not married” “women- don’t need to marry anymore- women can live on their own now” he shrugged with a little smile. “Women can work, drive, smoke- vote- women are independent now”. I swallowed finding what he said hard to believe. “But- I have nothing left” “I’m here” he told me reaching for my hand.

“And im so so sorry for how i treated you before- you don’t deserve that you didn’t- i was distracted by Katherine” he explained to me while tucking some hair behind my head. “You never loved me Damon- you loved her- we cannot be married, my father would not want me to marry you after hearing how you treated me- the things you said to me and did to me” I shook my head taking my hand from his. “I am present for you to explain how this disaster happened- and where I go now- what I do in this morden world- after that I wish never to see you again” I told him boldly.

Damon shook his head almost pouting at me. “Y/n you can’t mean that- i will apologise every day if you’ll let me please just don’t go- when I thought you were dead the guilt ate away at me so much until I turned my switch off- i couldn’t live knowing I could have had that life with you and I threw it away- but I’ve been given a second chance to fix it to make it up to you”. I suppressed an eye roll for his idiocy. “But I do not and can not love you anymore Damon” I folded my arms looking him dead in the eye.

I wish I felt a little more remorse because his heart looked like it was breaking. But I didn’t, he put me through a lot worse. "But where will you go Y/n? you have no money no family- you're human". That was true, and I felt my heart drop when I realised he was right. "You must tell me- it is your fault I am in this god forsaken position" I expressed as anger bubbled upside of me.

"I know- i'm so sorry- we could have just lived the normal human life- had children together... what I would do to go back" Damon looks away from me, I wasn't sure if he was hiding tears or just couldn't look me in the eye. "But we cannot" I answered bluntly after giving it a second. In that moment my stomach became incredibly sore, I wrapped my arms around it and breathed out to try and stabilise it once more. "Y/n?" Damon called out gently putting his hand on my arm. "Are you okay?" he moved closer as I let out a wince from the pain.

"I am- it is merely a stomach cramp I am sure" i breathed out trying to suppress the pain. But it wasn't working. "We should take you to a doctor, you were in that tomb a long time" he suggested taking a stand. "No- I would not like to waste a good physicians time" I shook my head adimant I wasn't going to go. "Come on Y/N, I want to make sure you're alright". I looked up at him, he was worried, it was written all over his face. But how could I be sure it wasn't all a game- the Salvatore boys liked games. I wouldn't be tricked by Damon.

"Okay- if we must" I nodded weakly and tried to stand, Damon supported me wrapping an arm around my waist and the other held my left hand. "This is the longest stomach cramp I have ever endured" I stated as we left his room. Damon told the others where we were going and insisted he didn't need any of there help, he then proceeded to help me into the car. I didn't know lots about this Morden day vehicle, but the pain I was in made me glad it went faster than a horse.

We arrived at the hospital and Damon once again helped me out the car. He used what he called 'vamp speed' to get round to me quicker than I could even blink. But that just made me even more weary of him. What other powers did he posses, what could he do to me? We rushed into the hospital and it was there I saw exactly what he was capable of. He compelled the doctor to give all his attention to me. I was rushed into a room and had scans done on my stomach. The doctor left to get my results, filling the room with awkwardness. I didn't want Damon in here to hear what was wrong with me.

But he was adamant he had to take care of me. "What was it like? waking up in there?" Damon asked me softly, as if he didn't want to offend me. I turned my head to him and blinked just staring for a second, maybe two. "Like I had just woken up from a sleep- but I did not realise how long it had been" I sharply put turning my attention away from him again. "Is there anything I can do to make up for what I did?". "Do you understand how absurd you sound- not only did you abuse me- physically and mentally- committed adultery, you got me stuck in another time, I missed my friends growing up, my parents will never watch me become wedded, and I have to fit into a world I was never supposed to be in".

Damon took a deep sigh in, he knew I was right. "God- what is wrong with me- I suppressed all the guilt for so long, I really mean it when I tell you i'm feeling it" he told me talking in a soft sympathetic voice. "Perhaps I believe you, but that does not change the past- or how I feel towards you" I told him harshly, I saw from the corner of my eye that he opened his mouth but in that second the doctor walked into the room. "I have good news" he smiled clutching his papers to his chest. "And- not so good news" he took a seat next to me and smiled.

"The not so good news is you are very malnourished my dear, it looks as if you haven't had a meal in 100 years" he chuckled trying to make a joke, but I looked at Damon gritting my teeth pissed off with him. "Well what's the good news?" Damon asked so that id stop looking at him. "The baby seems to be perfectly healthy, you just need to have a few large meals, gain some weight otherwise when you come to giving birth or even being heavily pregnant, complications will be serious".

"What- what are you talking about? what baby?" Damon questioned sitting on the edge of his seat. "D-did you not know you were pregnant?" he looked to me over the top of his glasses. "I- I did not" I muttered feeling my arms cross over my stomach protectively. "Thank you- doctor" I blinked staring at my arms. "Good luck with everything" he smiled sweetly before getting up and leaving.

I didn’t move. Not my body, not my mouth. “I-is it mine?” Damon asked me eventually. “Of course it is” I snapped at him throwing my legs off the bed and facing him. “Just because you commuted adultery does not mean I did too” I frowned at him angrily. “No I know- I just- I dunno it was a stupid question I just needed to say something” he admitted, but he didn’t have the same reaction as me. I saw a little smile forming on his face. “How is this funny” I asked through gritted teeth.

“Y/n I’m not laughing” he sighed rolling his head onto his shoulder and presenting a bigger smile now. “I’m happy- you know I’m - technically I’m dead I thought I was never going to procreate- I- this is a miracle”. Excitement definitely danced in his eyes, it was obvious- spread across his face and it was starting to flow through his body. His fingers were fidgeting now. “Y/n I am going to show you I’ve changed- we’re going to have a family together and I will never- ever let anyone hurt you or our child” he told me getting up and holding my hands in his. “I promise”.

“That is a ambitious promise Damon- considered you are the only one who has hurt me before” I told him standing up now. His body was close to mine, we were almost touching. I had forgotten how tall Damon was compared to me, he towered over me. But all I felt was fear. “How can I move past what has happened when you frighten me?” I whispered looking into his deep blue eyes. “You give me a second chance- you have to Y/n I’ve changed, please that’s all I ask of you” he begged me with those eyes of his. Those eyes that he could bat and get anything he wanted. By almost everyone.

“I simply cannot answer yet- it seems this new world allows women to have some power, maybe I must take that into consideration” my arms folded across my chest. My feelings were more than conflicted. “Of course, you can take all the time you need, I’ll take you home” he replied, the happiness had been almost ripped away from him, he only showed desperation now. Damon put a hand on my back as we walked back out towards the car. The journey home was silent, I watched the roads to see how mystic falls had changed.

And oh it had changed.

I went back into the house leaving Damon trailing behind me. “You can go back to the room if you feel like you want to be alone- I’ll get you some food you must eat” he told me. I didn’t turn around or say anything to him. Just climbed the stairs heading back up to the room. Damon walked into the living room where Stefan was sitting with Caroline, Bonnie and Elena. “Hey” Elena smiled, happy he had just walked in. “How’d it go?” Stefan raised an eyebrow. “Um- I’m gonna have a kid Stefan” the older brother looked him in the eyes from across the room.

“She’s? No? Really?” Stefan stuttered, eyes wide and jaw hanging open. “She’s pregnant” Elena spat out, her face covered in envy. “Yeah” Damon cracked a smile as he nodded his head. “I’m gonna be an uncle?” Stefan joined him standing up. Damon continued to nod and he let out a small laugh. His brother walked round the sofas to embrace him. “Congratulations brother” he whispered in his ear. “So what you’re going to start a family with her now?” Elena jerked her head back making Damon look back at her.

“Yeah, that’s exactly what I’m going to do- once she forgives me” he scratched the back of his head. “But what about us?” Elena blinked folding her arms tightly. “There is no us Elena- we broke up got together broke up again- we were toxic” “we were working on things” she interrupted sitting forwards now. “Not anymore, my Fiance is upstairs, the mother of my child- you where exactly what Katherine was, a distraction” he told her and with that he walked away from the conversation and into the kitchen to make some food.

About ten minutes later Stefan camp ran into the room, Damon turned to him with a confused look. “Why do you look so concerned” he tutted going back to what he was doing. “Damon- you need to go upstairs” he told him sternly. “I’m about to, just need to finish this sandwich” he murmured not paying much attention to his brother. “Damon, now” Stefan warned him, “it’s about Y/n” “is she okay?” Damon turned round fiercely, paying more attention now. “She’s gone”. Damon’s eyes blinked a couple times and he dropped the knife running off in a flash.

Stefan wasn’t far behind him. “I came to congratulate her and I found this note” Stefan sighed pointing at the bed. Damon couldn’t find any words, he wondered over to the bed and picked it up.

𝒟ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒟𝒶𝓂ℴ𝓃，

ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉， 𝒾 𝒶𝓂 𝓉ℴℴ． 𝒲ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝓉ℴ𝑔ℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓃���ℐ 𝒹ℴ 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒾 𝒷ℯ𝓁ℴ𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒾𝓉．𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝑔𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓌ℯ𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝒾 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝓊𝓇ℯ ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒾 𝒶𝓂 𝓃ℴ𝓌． ℐ𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓈ℯℯ 𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃， 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓌ℯ𝓇，𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝒾 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒾 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓈ℯ𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊． ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓈ℴ𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒾𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈，𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝑔ℯ𝒹 𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℴu, 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾 𝓃ℯℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓉ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂， ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂ℯ𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝓀ℯℯ𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓎ℴ𝓊．

𝒲𝒽ℴ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌𝓈，𝒾 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓈ℯℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓈ℴℴ𝓃．

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒴／𝓃

“Well fuck…”.

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[yarafic]

Imagine~ Damon is your best friend. He notices that he has feelings for you when a guy starts talking to you

No one really understood why you became best friends with the older Salvatore. Your friends thought you were mental. That being friends with Damon Salvatore will be your downfall. Even Ric, who hangs out with Damon did not approve of the relationship. He thought that you will end up getting hurt or worst killed by Damon, himself.

Nevertheless, you shook your head and told Ric that wasn't going to happen. Then he reminded you about Vicky Donavon and Rose, who both were killed by Damon. You kept shut for a minute and replied back saying that yes, Damon killed Vicky to turn her into a vampire, but Stefan ended up killing her fully at Halloween party. While Rose, he killed her so she wouldn't be in pain anymore.  Ric would roll his eyes and say that wasn't the point. You should consider stopping yourself from making excuses for Damon's actions.

Which you found that statement to be the dumbest thing that Alaric has ever said. He has done some outrageous things in his time and now, when helping Elena Gilbert. Alaric and the Scooby Doo gang are a bunch of hypocrites.  The way that they judge those that make a little mistake or who, they become friends with as well.  It feels just like yesterday when the Mikaelson's were in town, you became friends with them. Even spend most of your days hanging out and chatting about life. You got along well with Rebekah and Klaus. When Elena and the Caroline caught word of your friendship with them, they were absolutely furious. They stop talking to you for months, they even wouldn't look your way. Rebekah found it annoying that they would act like this towards you and Klaus said loudly for them to hear that your group of friends do not own you nor do they have the right to control every aspect of life.

When the Mikaelsons left Mystic Falls, your heart broke, but Klaus and Elijah said that you had a home in New Orlean's whenever you need it. Just to make sure that you do not bring any of your pesky little friends with you. It has been two years and still kept in touch with the Mikaelson family, Klaus has been pleading (more like begging) for you to come to New Orleans to meet the new edition of the family. He spoke with Hayley, that he wants you to be the godmother of their child.

Which is how you were currently standing in the middle of your room with piles of cloths all round you. Not only cloths but gifts for you godchild and the rest of the Mikaelson. To even meet Freya, the times you have been on the phone with Rebekah; you were introduced to Freya. The two of you got along so well that you are so excited to meet in person.

As you put together outfits and collect all the gifts, Damon came barging into your room. Throwing himself on your bed while making your luggage fall to the floor.

"Please be careful!" You exclaim as you pick up your cloths and luggage that he drops to the floor.

"I can't believe that you are leaving me." Damon says as he plays with one the plushies on the bed.

I'm not leaving you. I am just going to see my best friends that you hate." You murmur back to him as you fold clothes and shoving them in the luggage. You can see that you are almost done putting everything away.

"How about you take a break and let's go to the Mystic Grill." Damon suggests as he looks at you. You huff in annoyance and gave him a glare, you point at everything on the floor and replied back, "I can't leave until I finish packing everything."

Damon groans and throws a plushie at you, the plushie hits your head and lands inside the luggage. You shook his head side to side, you can't believe you have to endure him for all and eternity being friends with him. You had a feeling that you regret becoming friends with Damon Salvatore (okay that is a lie, you adore being friends with him. He has been the only one that been by your side since for ever). Maybe he is right, you have been doing this since the morning. Maybe a little the break wouldn't hurt, yet again you wouldn't have to worry if you loose your flight cause Elijah and Klaus got you a private jet to pick you up. You were hoping that one of them will be waiting for you in the jet.

"Please!" Damon pleas as he goes to his knees and begs, you stifle a laugh and moves your hands to tell him to stop. he begs even harder, you shook your head and told him to stop.

"Fine, let's go to The Grill." You replied, while dusting yourself off.

"YES!" Damon screams in joy, runs out of the room and rushing down the stairs. "Come on, I'll buy."

I bag my bag from the chair thats in the corner and walked out  of the room. I meet Damon outside and said, "Please we both know that you are going to compel the workers to get it for free and the only time you pay for anything is when Donavan works."

Damon gets up from the bar and to answer his phone. He gestures that he'll come back. You nod your head and went back on eating your fries and drink your soda.

"Hey" I heard a voice call me, I turn around to see my next door neighbor. I smiled and gave him a small wave, then turn around to face the bartender. Thinking that he will walk away, he slide across from you on the other seat.

"Did you came here alone? "He questions while startling you, placing your hand on your chest to reassure yourself. you rolled your eyes and place a sweet smile on your face, before you could twist yourself to face him. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and gives you a tight squeeze. Grimacing from the interaction, you began praying that maybe Damon could come and save you. If there is one thing that you absolutely hate is when that you do not know comes up and touches you. You only have ever allowed your friends and family to hold you in their arms or touch (in a respectable way of course). But your neighbor is not one of those people, you laughed it off.

"I'm not alone." You replied to him as you take a sip of your drink.  Your neighbor raises his brow and looks around to see your "companion".

"You know you don't have to lie to me." He says while chuckling, "you could've been honest with me. It no shame on coming here alone."

You open your mouth in shock, not this man being such an asshole. Why is Damon taking so long. Who the hell is he talking to and why of all times did they decide to talk to him at this moment.

"Tell me beautiful, what are doing here all on your lonesome."

I hold back a scoff and I have gave him a tight smile. "Like I told you before, I am here with someone but he went outside to take a call."

His grin widens and shakes his head, not believe a word that is coming out of your mouth. He raises his brow and scoffs, he wraps an arm around your shoulders. He leans in closer to you, you tried to push back but he wouldn't budge.

"Come on, baby."

"Can you remove your arm and give me space." You replied as you try to remove him from your space.

Damon walks back into the Mystical Grill, he told everyone to not call him. That he was going to spend all the remaining time with you before you left to New Orleans. But no! Little Gilbert got in trouble and they need him, so Damon replied back that in the meantime they can conjure up a plan to save Pocahontas. He will spend his time with you and personally hand you to Klaus or Elijah.

He looks at the bar to see you and a man talking. A bubble of anger burst through his chest and he began stalking towards the two of you. Why does he feel this way? He shouldn't feel jealousy towards this interaction but he does. He hates how close this man is towards you. Now that he fully opens his eyes, he could tell you uncomfortable posture. He quickens his paces and puts his hand on his arm and removes it.

"How about you step back?" Damon barks out, with a menacing look on his face.

The man stumbles aback and replies, "Leave us alone man. I saw her first."

Damon becomes with anger and pushes him away from you.

"She came with me. She is mine."

The stumbling man lands on the floor from the push that Damon gave him. He looks up to give him a glare but the Salvatore man bought out his fangs out to scare the coward. Upon seeing his face, he scuttles out in fear of The Hrill.

Damon turn to look at you in worry and begin to check for an injury.

"Are you okay?" He questions as he cups your face.

"I'm yours?"

Damon smiles and mutters to you, "Your mine and I'm yours." As he leans down to give you a kiss.

In the background you can see Matt Donovan take a picture to send to the group with a simple text saying finally!

[lilliana17]

Tubbo Headcannons

okay so in alot of my writings they share some headcannons thought I would explain my au head cannons thoughts for Tubbo

Qsmp tubbo is not smp earth and other series Tubbo they are two different people. Old man immortal Philza who wasn't doing well claimed he was Tubbo and due to amnesia he believed him

He is not a goat hybrid but was told by Phil he is and since he has horns and a short tail he believed it despite having normal ears and feet

I head cannons the eggs as humanoid dragons and Tubbo was the failed first draft

Due to information they learned from him the first eight were made with little problem

Why he had bit of a tail grow in he has nubs of wings that never grew properly

Elena who lost her husband due to the federation got attached to Tubbo when he was created being the head scientist to him

She broke the rules showing her face to him once and he finally could imprint taking her eye color. She was removed from the project and when they were done with the failure he was frozen in the ice prison

He has imprinted on Phil giving him his blond highlights

After slowly spending more time with Fit and Pac they are the other ones he imprinted on

He tries to act like he doesn't anyone to take care of him because he's an adult even though he aged fast and didn't have a child hood he can't even remember

Fit is the first one to find out about him when digging through information in the Fed's data base

Tubbo gets joy he can't explain from helping out and doing egg tasks

When they disappeared and the tasks did too he got a pain in his chest that hurt

The eggs all see him as one of them and an older brother having an odd attachment to him

It's why Chayanne thinks Tubbo needs cookies

Hid god Tom isn't the really Tommy who is Phil's son but rather a cause God

Young Tubbo desperate for friends made a pact vow to the fledgling God as a kid, they are seen as accidently married

[akelafang]

Yellow Thread

Pairing: Mithian/Elena, slight side Merthur Word count: 2841

Inspired by this post by @arthursknight. It's a different pairing but the idea of the colored thread acting as a favor was so cute I had to use it! Might post to ao3 later, will link if I do.

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Nemeth was abuzz with activity. Nobles and royalty from all her allied kingdoms were flocking to the citadel, a new group arriving almost every hour. Servants scurried around making preparations and aiding those who had already arrived. The reason for all this excitement? A celebratory feast was being held in Princess Mithian’s honor.

See King Rodor knew he was getting on in his years. He was starting to slow down and it wouldn’t be long before his time came. He feared what kind of position his death would leave his daughter in. While he knew MIthian will be an excellent queen and was more than capable of taking over the kingdom when he was gone, not everyone agreed with him. More than a few had expressed concern over a woman taking the reins of power in Nemeth once Rodor was gone, some had even gone so far as to suggest he skip over Mithian and make one of his nephews his heir. There was no way he was going to do such a thing. Why would he pass over his brilliant daughter just because of her sex? 

Some had expressed their support of Mithian’s future rule, such as King Arthur of Camelot, but Rodor knew that it was not enough to make the transition of power an easy one for Mithian. If he could not bring more people to support Mithian and those who opposed her managed to come together then there could very well be a coup early on in his daughter’s reign. 

So after much discussion with Mithian over the matter they had agreed to make Mithian his regent, a trial run so to speak in order to demonstrate her abilities before she was granted full power. Thus the celebratory feast. A tournament is also to take place over the duration of the guests' stay. A perfect opportunity for Mithian to showcase her skills as a warrior against knights of the realm and any from visiting kingdoms who wish to join. King Arthur himself had already expressed interest in taking part in the event.

“It would be an honor to cross blades with such a fine swordswoman.” He said when the tournament was mentioned while welcoming him and his men to the kingdom.

Mithian smiled at the gesture before answering “I look forward to besting you on the battlefield.”

Merlin, standing just behind his king like the loyal manservant he was, failed to stifle a laugh. Arthur smacked him upside the head for it but he couldn’t fully keep a smile off his face. Mithian chuckled at the display. 

“It’s good to see you again Merlin.”

“And you, your highness.” He said with a cheeky grin and a bow.

Arthur huffed and was about to interject when trumpets sounded announcing new arrivals. The procession from Gawant.

“Well, we best not keep you from your other guests.” He said instead.

“Heather will show you and you men to your rooms,” Mithian said gesturing to the mentioned servant.

The King of Camelot and his men headed inside just as the Princess of Gawant and her father rode into sight. 

Mithian had heard about Princess Elena but this was the first time they’d met in person. Rumors abound of the unkempt, socially inept, wild child heir to the throne of Gawant who was unsuccessful in securing a marriage to then Prince Arthur a few years before her attempt. Mithian failed to see the resemblance to the woman gracefully dismounting her horse before her now. Yes her hair was a little messy but who’s wasn’t after a long journey? Besides, the look suited her.

“Rodor! Good to see you old friend!” Lord Godwyn called as he and Elena approached. 

“You as well Godwyn.” The two shook hands. “Allow me to introduce my daughter and regent, Princess Mithian.”

Mithian extended her hand and Godwyn kissed the back of it. “My lady, It’s a pleasure. I believe the last time I saw you you were still a young child clinging to your mother's skirt.”

Mithian gave a polite smile. “Yes well, that would have been many years ago my lord.”

“Indeed. Time waits for no one. Allow me to introduce my daughter Princess Elena.”

The two princesses curtsied to each other.

“Princess Mithian. I’ve heard much about you.”

“And I you Princess Elena.”

“Good things I hope” Elena forced an awkward smile.

Mithian returned it with what she hoped was a reassuring look.

“Anything less than that I’d say holds no water. You must be tired after your journey, Aisling will escort you to your rooms where you can rest and freshen up before dinner.”

Godwyn and Elena bowed and curtsied respectively before moving to follow Aisling. As she passed by Mithian Elena caught her foot on the stairs and tripped. Mithian’s reflexes kicked in and she swiftly caught her around the waist, pulling Elena against herself to keep her upright. 

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, thank you. I must not have raised my foot high enough.”

With their faces so close Mithian couldn’t help but notice Elena’s beautiful hazel eyes. She thinks she spotted a few flecks of blue in them. Realising she was still holding Elena she let her go and stepped back. Her throat felt tight all of a sudden and she cleared it before speaking again.

“Probably due to exhaustion. I know I’ve struggled to raise my feet after a long enough time traveling.”

“Indeed. Good thing you’re a good catch.”

Mithian looked surprised and Elena, realising what she said started to ramble.

“I mean, you’re a good catcher-uh, I mean you’re good at catching- I mean, thank you for catching me.”

Mithian pressed her lips together to keep herself from giggling. “You’re welcome.”

Elena curtsied again before hurrying up the rest of the stairs and following her father inside.

Once she was gone Mithian let the giggle escape her. She supposed the rumors weren’t completely unfounded. Though they still seem quite exaggerated. 

Mithian’s arm still felt warm from where it had been wrapped around Elena’s waist.

~~~

The feast went off without a hitch. It was a pleasant evening of good food and mostly good company. One nobleman, Lord Cilian from one of the oldest families in Nemeth tried to goad her into a debate on a woman’s place in political circles but she managed to evade the topic and steer the conversation away from that explosion waiting to happen. She was not going to win support by participating in an argument during the celebration feast of her regency.

She scanned around the banquet hall, what for she wasn’t entirely sure but she did spot Arthur just down the table bantering with Merlin as he poured him wine. She watched as the two seemed to forget everyone else around them as they looked at each other. She also watched as Sir Leon rolled his eyes and moved the wine jug out of Merlin’s hands. She pitied the poor fellow. From what she’d witnessed in her few days in Camelot she can only imagine the pain Sir Leon has experienced in his years of service having to watch those two flirt and pine.

While her ego had been bruised by Arthur calling off their engagement she certainly could not blame him for it whenever she saw him and Merlin together. She longed for someone to look at her the way he looked at Merlin. 

Rumors have been circling that Arthur was fighting with his council over law changes he wishes to make. The specifics regarding which laws vary, some say it’s about the magic ban, while others think it’s the law forbidding nobles and peasants from marrying, but in almost all versions Merlin’s name is mentioned. Whatever the truth it was obvious to Mithian that Arthur was putting things in place for him to finally make Merlin his consort. She hoped for his success and wished them both happiness.

A commotion from the other side of the hall caught her attention. She looked over to see Lord Cilian now speaking to Princess Elena. It seems he’d tried the same thing with her and she was not interested in changing the topic and ignoring him as Mithian had. 

“I don’t think I’m the one you want to have this discussion with sir. You’re clearly looking for a sympathetic ear and based on your tone I can tell you it won’t be mine or anyone from Gawant’s. Or have you forgotten that my mother was Queen Regnant and that I’m her heir? I already have more right to my throne than my father and have every intention of claiming it when I am ready. In fact, my father and I have been discussing ending his regency and officially crowning me in the near future. I’m sure it won't be too long before Gawant will be the one hosting many of the people here tonight.”

Lord Cilian huffed and moved away.

Mithian admired how she handled him. She managed to shut him down without outright insulting him or saying anything anyone could truly argue against. She was impressed. 

She caught Elena’s eye and raised her goblet to her. She ignored the flutter in her stomach when Elena smiled and returned the gesture. There was a familiar gleam in her eyes and a voice in the back of Mithian’s mind told her where she’d seen that look before. She ignored that too.

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Mithian was in her tent preparing for the tournament. This was hardly the first tournament she’s participated in but the significance of it sent her nerves into overdrive. This was meant to be a show of strength, of her abilities as a warrior. How well she does in this tournament could help tip the scales in her favor in the eyes of the people. She needed to show them what she was capable of. 

She anxiously straightened out her chainmail where it lay on the table while she checked over the rest of her kit to make sure it was all there. 

“Shouldn’t your maid be helping you with that?” A voice asked from the tent entrance.

Mithian looked up to see Elena looking at her curiously.

“Sera’s skill is doing up tiny buttons on dresses, not armor buckles. Besides, I like doing it myself.”

Elena moved further into the tent until she stood across the table from Mithian looking over her armor. She fiddled a little bit with the handle of Mithian’s sword.

“Fair enough. I suppose it's similar to me saddling my horse. It’s meant to be the stable boy's job but I feel better doing it myself.”

“Exactly. Some things you need to do on your own even though you’re taught to let others do it.”

A somewhat awkward silence settled between them.

“So what brings you to my tent my lady?”

“Oh um, I just wanted to wish you well. Not that I think you need it of course! I’m sure you’re amazing with this thing.” She lifted the sword and the tip caught itself on Mithian’s sleeve, cutting a hole on its way up. Elena dropped the sword and hurried around the table.

“Oh gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I?!”

She grabbed hold of Mithian’s arm and frantically searched it for any injuries.

“No it's alright, you didn’t even nick me.” Elena breathed a sigh of relief. “The only thing you got was…my tunic.”

Mithian looked down at her sleeve. Now that Elena had calmed down she fully registered that there was a large tear in her tunic sleeve. She clutched at the fabric.

“Oh shit no! I’m meant to be out there in 15 minutes!”

Elena looked surprised by her reaction, probably because she seemed to care more about her tunic getting cut than her own flesh. Mithian looked a bit embarrassed before she started to explain.

“It’s silly but, I always wear this tunic for tournaments for good luck. It was my mother’s and, I guess it makes me feel like she’s there cheering me on.”

“I don’t think that’s silly at all! It makes sense you’d want to have your mother close when doing something you love.” Elena said before a solemn, pensive look came over her face. 

No doubt she was thinking of her own mother who had passed when Elena was a baby. Mithian had been young herself when her mother had gotten terribly ill before passing. She treasured every memory she had of her and clung to any small trinket that was passed on to her. She could only imagine how much harder the loss must have been for Elena.

Suddenly the somber mood seemed to lift from Elena, quick as a lightning strike before she turned to Mithian with an excited look.

“I can mend it for you!”

The sudden shift threw Mithian off for a second but a flicker of hope began to burn in her chest. “Really?”

“You may have noticed but balance has never quite been my forte.” Elena gave a brief self-deprecating smile. “I’m well acquainted with tears and learned to mend them pretty quickly. I could have this sewn up before you’re needed for the tournament. I think I’ve even got some thread that will match!”

Elena pulled a small sewing kit from her dress pocket and, with a nod from Mithian, quickly got to work. Meanwhile, Mithian finished all the preparations she could in just her breeches and undershirt. As she strapped her greaves to her legs she couldn’t help glancing over at Elena, watching her as she worked. Clumsy she may be while on her feet but the way her hands moved with needle and thread between her fingers was nothing short of graceful. The practiced movements were smooth and fluid as the needle glided through the fabric. Mithian felt like she could watch her work for hours. She shook her head to dispel the thoughts and moved on to tie her hair back in a ponytail. She needed to focus on the tournament now and not on unkempt, awkward, pretty, princesses.

However, that was hard when said princess let out a triumphant “Ah ha! Done!” 

Elena hurried over to Mithian, stumbling slightly but quickly righting herself. She eagerly held out Mithian’s tunic with a look of pride. Mithian took it from her gratefully and looked over her handy work.

“Oh, it's lovely Elena! It looks as good as new!” Mithian smiled as she analyzed the craftsmanship, running her thumb along the mended seam. That is when she noticed it. Just at the end of the stitched-up hole, next to the thread that blended in perfectly with her off-white tunic, were 4 little stitches in yellow thread. The same yellow as Elena’s dress.

“It wouldn’t be proper for a princess to be seen carrying another princess's favor but…I thought this might do. Forgive me if I overstepped.”

Mithian glanced up at her but Elena had her head down, refusing to meet her gaze. She looked anxious and though she tried to hide behind her messy hair Mithian could see a rosy hue on her cheeks. Adorable.

Mithian tugged the tunic on, catching Elena’s attention. She caressed the little yellow stitched thread before smiling at the other princess. “I shall wear them with pride, my lady.”

Elena’s smile was like beaming sunshine and Mithian was captivated by the sight. Anyone who said the princess of Gawant was unattractive had clearly never seen her smile before.

Her gaze softened as the two smiled at each other, turning almost shy. Mithian quickly put on her chainmail and armor but she could feel Elena’s eyes on her the whole time. Hesitantly Elena moved closer to Mithian, reaching towards her neck. 

“Allow me.” She breathed, barely above a whisper. Gently she reached behind Mithin and lifted her hair up, releasing her ponytail from the tunic and chainmail. Her fingers skimmed along the base of her neck sending shivers down Mithian’s spine. Their eyes never strayed from one another. “Wouldn’t want your hair to get all tangled up”

“Thank you,” Mithian spoke softly, not wanting to ruin the moment they had found themselves in. 

Mithian’s eyes dropped down to Elena’s lips. She knew she shouldn’t but it was like there was a magnetic pull between her and Elena, one she was losing the fight against. She leaned forward. Just as her lips were about to brush Elena’s the trumpet sounded, announcing that the tournament was about to begin. 

Like that, the spell was broken. They jolted away from each other, avoiding the other's eyes. Mithian hurried to grab her sword and helmet and made her way towards the tent flap.

“Mithian!”

She stopped at Elena’s call.

“Good luck.”

“You’ll be watching from the stands right?”

Elena nodded.

“Then I’ll have all the luck I’ll need.”

Elena gave her another of those blinding sunny smiles. It quickly turned mischievous “Maybe if you win I’ll let you join me for a horse ride tomorrow. If you think you can keep up with me.”

“I look forward to it my lady.”

[jennifersminds]

bestie what Lana Del Rey songs fit tvd characters or just tvd to you?

my bestie, my love, thank you so much for this ask !!!

as someone who's endlessly obnoxious about both tvd and lana del rey this is quite literally a dream come true so-,

SONGS FITTING TVD AS WHOLE

Video Games

"It's you, it's you, it's all for you. Everything I do, I tell you all the time"

tvd at it's core is about people doing unjustifiable things for 'love'. Whether i choose to read some relationships as more of a predatory obsession, the crux of this show is damaged grieving people sacrificing and further damaging themselves and others in the pursuit of it, see the mikaelsons with eachother and the salvatore's with Elena and Elena with basically everyone. And I've always read Video Games as both one of the most beautiful love songs of all time but also as an acknowledgment of codependence and lost potential. The song romanticises monotony and mundane life, which is fair. but there's a touch of melancholy beneath the surface of picture perfect normalcy. much like tvd itself.

Love

Look at you kids with your vintage music Comin' through satellites while cruisin' You're part of the past, but now you're the future Signals crossing can get confusing

...

Look at you kids, you know you're the coolest The world is yours and you can't refuse it Seen so much, you could get the blues But that don't mean that you should abuse it

following that theme,

"part of the past but now you're the future," Could refer to any of the vampire's in the show but I personally love it when thinking of Elena and the doppelganger's before her. In the background of all of history but with an endless future before her. "You could get the blues, But that don't mean that you should abuse it," EVERY FKN KID ON THAT SHOW. And yes I mean kid, the MF gang were children. And they did, in fact, get the blues and abuse it.

ELENA

Norman Fucking Rockwell

"you're just a man, it's just what you do, you're head in your hands as you colour me blue."

Anyone who's read my endless rambling before knows where I'm going with this but, jfc the salvatore's !!! Both Stefan and Damon (and canon as a whole but wtv) view their mistreatment of Elena as something unavoidable. Following the theme of horrific acts in the name of love from earlier, Stefan didn't have a choice in entering Elena's life. To him, it was his right, his purpose. (he had to know her).

Despite Elena being a grieving child who did not need any more bullshit in her life. He had too. And when that later caused even further turmoil, both from his own actions and indirect, unintended consequences. He metaphorically put his head in his hands, it wasn't just her suffering but him. In fact, if he really thought about it, later in canon, that is. It was almost equally her fault what happened. From his POV atleast.

Damon basically follows all the same beats but is more open about it, bemoaning his own lost chances with Elena as something completely disconnected to his very purposeful and avoidable choices to cause her pain. He's impulsive, it's not his fault.

"Goddamn, man child You act like a kid even though you stand six foot two"

Damon could only dream of being 6'2 but you get it.

Pretty When You Cry

"I'll wait for you, babe, you don't come through, babe You never do, babe, that's just what you do"

For one, she is very pretty when she cries, and two, see above.

ELIJAH (essentially every 'she fucked that old man' song in ldr's discography)

Million Dollar Man

"Someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you,"

"You're screwed up and brilliant Look like a million dollar man So why is my heart broke?"

He is screwed up and brilliant and he does break my heart.

BONNIE

Season of the Witch

Obviously, like... (also Davina, I never talk about her but that's my girl)

Pretty When You Cry

"I'll wait for you, babe, you don't come through, babe You never do, babe, that's just what you do"

Similarly too Elena, she's also pretty but the thesis of Bonnie's character is unfortunately being let down by the people around her. If tvd hadn't had jplec as a showrunner we probably would've gotten some proper character arc about that before season eight but...

ELEJAH

Cinnamon Girl

"There's things I wanna say to you But I'll just let you live Like if you hold me without hurting me You'll be the first who ever did"

kill me. literally fucking kill me like it's them fr.

BEKLENA

Doin' Time (yes it's a cover but Lana owns it tbf)

"Me and my girl, we got this relationship I love her so bad, but she treats me like shit"

The toxic girlfriends I deserved but wtv.

"I'd like to hold her head underwater"

Because she drowned her.

REBEKAH

Old Money

"But if you send for me, you know I'll come And if you call for me, you know I'll run I'll run to you, I'll run to you I'll run, run, run I'll come to you, I'll come to you"

Stuck in an endless cycle of finding freedom and falling back to help Klaus when he needs it.

"The power of youth is on my mind Sunsets, small town, I'm out of time Will you still love me when I shine From words but not from beauty My father's love was always strong My mother's glamour lives on and on Yet still inside, I felt alone For reasons unknown to me"

Never ending quest for humanity and mortality, her eventual fate of taking the cure. The loneliness of her thousand years etc

Honorable mentions for, Young and Beautiful (pretty much everyone's mortal x immortal ships anthem but specifically the Klarolines fuck with it so hard which I repect). Say Yes to Heaven, also works for literally every ship but it's always very Kolvina to me.

[crimsonlyinglilly]

No. 23: FORCED CHOICE

Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you."

Here's Day 23 of @whumptober 2024,

Familiar Faces- after a fall out with the witches, Elijah is targeted to get back at Klaus. nearly two centuries later he's born as Elijah Gilbert.

Elijah goes looking for Damon's weapon against Klaus, he finds a face from the past

Set The vampire diaries 3x08

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“You can’t kill Klaus,” Elijah had snapped, “I won't allow it.” He had told his brother once he had learnt they were plotting against Klaus, ignoring the waryness he felt around Stefan since Klaus had compelled him to turn off his humanity. He hadn’t cared about Isobel but Stefan made him uncomfortable that only had a little with the remainder of one of his deaths.

Elijah understood why, after everything Klaus had done since he arrived in Mystic Falls but he still couldn’t allow it.

Niklaus was his little brother, even when the very sight of him brought anger, Zach death, seeing Elena die were not things Elijah was going to move on from quickly but he knew himself. Niklaus was his to protect that had been made clear to him a thousand years ago when even as a child not ten he realised Klaus was the only one in the family that looked at him with nothing but happiness.

They just needed to wait a few months and Elijah would get Niklaus to leave Mystic falls so the rest of them could go back to their lives. 

"Allow it?” Damon had scoffed “Little brother I don’t think you know how this works, you can’t be trusted around him, I'm doing this for you."

Elijah had left after that, enraged at being treated like the fragile child he once was when he remembered the millenia he had lived, annoyed at Damon for unknowingly echoing Celeste’s words.

My love, you can't be trusted when it comes to your family, you let them destroy everything you care for and will ruin yourself for them in the same moment.

He was tired of everyone acting for him solely due to him looking like a child, none of this would be happening if she hadn’t used the witches revenge for her own purpose.The fact Rebekah had stopped answering his call was not helping his over thinking, so he had come to the boarding house, to find out what secret weapon made them so confident, .

And frozen when he found it or rather it found him.

“What do we have-” a familiar voice called before he even stepped inside. “Elijah? How?”

He turned to find his father- first father standing in the driveway and ignored the screaming voice of self preservation to step back until he was inside and safe from him.

“Fath- Mikael” Elijah choked out a strange mix of emotions filling his chest, quickly smothering the fear the appearance of Mikael normally brought.

“Son.” Mikael called, fondly stepping closer and the mix of emotions settled quickly into pure rage. He didn't get to call him that, Mikael didn’t have the right to call any of his sons that.

“NO,” he snarled, “you're not my father, you're barely a father at all.”

“Elijah, this is about the bast-” Mikael started but Elijah cut him off with a roar.

“YOUR SON,” he forced himself to take a breath, he needed to think and it was hard with the amount of rage trying to choke him, centuries of fleeing the man, early years of trying and failing to please him, “you raised him, you were all he ever knew.” he said slowly as he attempted to breath through the anger.

“He isn’t my-” Mikael tried, but Elijah didn’t need him to finish to understand it.

 “FUCK BLOOD,” he roared, his attempt at calm flying away as he gave into centuries of resentment “mom and dad loved us, raised us better than you and Esther ever did and they knew we weren’t their’s but they didn’t care, they were parents, you failed to live up to that.”

“Your current parents were as soft as the times that made them, you remember what life was like back then.” Mikael sneered , Elijah laughed bitterly.

“I remembered when I was young when he was your golden boy until he failed to live up to your standards.” Elijah replied coldly “None of us could manage, I learnt to take the hits for the smallest shard of praise from you but it was never enough, Niklaus had mother to nurse his wounds, the least she could do as she refused to stop you.”

Mikael started to speak but Elijah kept on, because it wasn't just Niklaus who felt his anger.

“Kol learned to heal his own and Finn avoided you as soon as he could, but you went lightly on him didn’t you? Was it because he was the only one who knew you before you let bitterness consume you?” he asked but even he remembered the time Finn had snapped back something about Freya and been left with a broken arm and ribs. Finn had been maybe twelve and Elijah eight.

“You learnt so were strong-” Mikael tried to argue.

“No.” he shook his head, “You're just a bully lashing out your hurts on those smaller, weaker, your children- we were just the easiest target, claiming it was training and then patting yourself on the back as a good father.”

Elijah pulled his magic as he realised what he needed to do, Mikael was Damon’s weapon against Niklaus, he just had to make him too weak to be of use.

Elijah had fought against Witches for centuries as well as beside, he knew of a few ways they had developed to make an Original harmless, at least temporarily, mostly so he could protect his siblings from them. 

Mikael likely didn’t even realise he was a witch until Elijah threw his hands out using his own magic to freeze Mikael and the power he could draw from the nature around them to bind Mikael.

It was wordless, pure intent, but Nature hated their kind and it would take all it could from Mikael as long as Elijah created the conduit.

“WH- you're a witch?” Mikael’s eyes widened as he realised.

He couldn’t kill him even like this, no white oak but he could drain him until he was a husk and then bury him.

Mikael had forced this choice a thousand years ago.

“You betray me, for the bastard-” Mikael snarled as he attempted to fight Elijah’s hold on him, Elijah poured his rage into the magic, the thoughts that it was Mikael who betrayed him- all of them first. 

“I keep my word.” he told him clearly, draining the power from Mikael back into the earth, he ignored the building headache and the wetness from his nose.

Elijah remembered the heavy warm bundle entrusted to his arms, father’s gentle hand to steady him, mother’s concerned noise falling into the background as he had father’s full attention on him.

“Eylaugr you must protect him, son, it is your responsibility as his older brother.” Elijah mimicked Mikael. Old norse leaving his mouth as he recalled the words from one of his earliest memories, given the widening of the destroyer’s eyes he remembered it too.

“Yes faðir.” Elijah had sworn solemnly, barely five and making a vow that would shape him for the next thousand.

“I gave you my word father and I keep it.” he repeated, rage there but he could think clearly with it pouring into the bindings, he clenched one hand into a fist, forcing Mikael to his knees.

“A thousand years on.” Mikael stated in almost respectful disbelief

“I failed to protect any of them from you.” he told him, ignoring the growing whispers of his own magic pleading to be used more, “I’ll correct that now.”

His hold on Mikael is steady and unbreakable, he just had to wait as he watched the destroyer’s skin start to turn grey as his struggles weakened.

Until it isn’t it. 

Only takes a second the sound of a car driving at full speed broke his concentration and suddenly he stumbled away from the door as Mikael broke from his magical grip and the wave of exhaustion threatened to send him to his knees.

A grip he stands no chance of escaping gets him before he falls. One arm wrapped across his chest as a hand curls around his throat, he notices his feet leave the ground as the car screeches to a stop and a door is thrown open.

“ELIJAH!” Damon’s shout reached him, “LET GO OF HIM!” he demands but it's useless Mikael only ever listened to his own wants and choices.

Elijah tried to struggle but the magical lashback that always happened when he used Nature left him weak and reeling beside he knew very well he couldn’t escape Mikael.

“You're the son I'm most proud of.” Mikael told him, to close to his ear. The words Elijah once long ago longed for, twisted in his stomach before sharp teeth sink into his neck and his scream was caught in his throat by the hand around it.

The blackness that follows is almost a relief, if it wasn’t for his fear for Klaus and Damon now.

[andreal831]

What are your overall thoughts on Katherine Pierce? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you talk about her.

My personal opinion: Everyone always says she did terrible things in the her 500 years and make it seem like she had a choice in the matter, when she really didn’t. She didn’t have a choice in general regarding the direction her life went, she would be hunted by Klaus.

I think majority of the things we see her do is justifiable or can be explained: it was for survival. If the protagonists gang doing immoral things for survival is justified, then why can’t Katherine? Speaking of protagonists, I absolutely despise the fact that she’s the villain when characters like Damon or Klaus do so much worse.

You're not going to like this one.

I don't talk about Katherine Pierce very often because I'm just not a fan.

I'm going to preface this by saying this is just my opinion and it doesn't mean liking Katherine is wrong. People tend to get offended when I don't like their favorite characters or ships, but it's just my opinion.

This is going to need some TW: SA/Rape

For me, I have a few deal breakers for characters and one of them is SA and rape. I know there is a lot of debate in the fandom about Katherine and Damon, but I've said it before, what Katherine did to Stefan is rape. She took away his autonomy and continued to have sex with him multiple times. No wonder when he turned into a vampire he hated her. I could never just move past this. I get a lot of what she does is for survival, but that was not. I can justify a lot of behavior because I think people can be pushed into situations where they do terrible things, but what Katherine did to Stefan has no justifiable reason.

But I can put that aside and talk about her as an overall character.

To me, Katherine had more of a choice in her life than a lot of the fandom gives her credit for. What the Mikaelsons and her own family did to Katherine when she was a teenager was beyond awful, but it doesn't blanket justify the next 500 years. Just like what Mikael did to Klaus doesn't justify the next 1000 years.

I would be more likely to feel more sympathy for Katherine if we saw any kind of evidence that she was living in fear for 500 years of Klaus. But we just don't see that. During the time she is supposed to be running for her life, we see the Mikaelsons hanging out in New Orleans never once thinking about her. Now we can insert some headcanons and say that the Mikaelsons had their network of vampires out there hunting Katherine, but we don't see that from Katherine's perspective either.

When she meets the Salvators she is just hanging out with them. I won't even get into her problematic relationship with Emily right now. But the Katherine we meet in the 1800s is acting like life is all just a game and inserts herself between brothers just for fun. The show just needed to spend more time showing her running or even just showing that Klaus even remembered she existed. To me, Katherine could have just settled down somewhere and stopped causing havoc and been safe. Much like Klaus from Mikael.

Katherine is the only person to know that she had a child and there was a possibility of more dopplegangers. Seeing as how she treated Elena, I'm honestly surprised she didn't seek out her doppleganger sooner to turn her over to Klaus. I personally headcanon that's why she ended up in MF. She was tracking down her ancestor to trade them for her own freedom and got distracted by the brothers.

I do think there is a lot of misogyny in the fandom and Katherine does face a bit of it. Her and Damon are essentially the same character and I have definitely seen her criticized for things that Damon is applauded for. But at the same time, I think Elena gets it a lot worse because of Katherine. Katherine is not a girls girl and is constantly making misogynistic comments. She criticizes Elena for the exact same thing she is envious of Elena. And it's not like Elena had some blessed life that Katherine missed out on. Elena also lost her entire family. I do think Elena had more of a support system, but that is in spite of Katherine's best efforts. Like Elijah points out, Elena was "fated to live the same life that [Katherine] endured" and a lot of that was because of Katherine.

To me, I think they needed to let the villains be the villains and that was something I appreciated with Katherine. Because, yes, she had a tragic past, but no, she didn't need to do a lot of what she did. The fact that half her motivations throughout the show was just trying to get Stefan back or ruin Elena's life made her more of a villain than a protagonist. What she did to Stefan, Elena, Mason, Caroline, etc. makes her a villain. I once saw someone say she only kills when necessary, but the scene at the party where she so easily kills a teenager to prove a point to Stefan makes me disagree. Much like all of the villains, she kills without reason or care. I wish they had gone more into her dark past to really cement her as a villain, but I actually like that they never redeem her.

I love a good villain and even more so when it's a woman. But, like I said, Katherine just went to far with Stefan and I can't look past it. I also didn't find her Stefan obsession that compelling. Or her hatred of Elena. I liked the season when she grows close to Nadia and when she did try and help Stefan with his PTSD, but other than that, I didn't find her to be a compelling character. Although, I absolutely love her entrance into the show. It will always be iconic.

Thanks for the ask! I don't get a lot of them from TVD so it's always fun to talk about!

[deadbydad]

I want to give you my opinion on Cloud/Tifa/Aerith relationship. I found some ideas you wrote before to resonate a lot with my opinions. My impression of Cloud and Tifa relationship is that is based on guilt trip, projection and childish infatuation, mostly coming from Tifa. She was the center of attention among her friend when she was a child, which she admits that she liked. I guess Cloud as a child makes the promise to impress the popular girl, because he has a childish crush and because loners tend to be attracted to extrovert people most of the times, he wanted to pe part of Tifa's group of friends. There is also the sory of their fall from the bridge and how Cloud gets blamed, it can be traumatic to a child to be shunned for something that wasn't his fault and Tifa didn't help in this matter. Tifa, on the other side, I think she was impressed by the promise because, hey, a guy wants to join SOLDIERS and be there to protect me. After their village burned and their parents and childhood friend were gone, it kind of makes sense that both Tifa and Cloud want to maintain the connection between them because of their common backgrounds. Also there is a guy, Johnny, who likes Tifa, but I guess he is not cool enough for her. What I find weird about their whole "love" story is how they still have feelings. Like, seriously, after 5 years people move on and their mindest changes. Relationships don't work on a childish promise of "I will protect you", if they do, they will most probably crumble after a time. I believe that love is about complementary personality, same interests, understanding, maturity and playfulness from time to time. To me, playing both the Remake and Rebirth games without knowing the OG story, Cloud and Tifa relationship can't truly be a romantic one. It feels awkward and baseless and childish. She feels jealousy over Aerith after she meets her for the first time because it seems like Cloud might have feelings for her, which I find it, again childish and awkward. She was never a good friend with him and they met after 5 years, time in which both of them experienced different things. And for the most parts of her interaction with Cloud, I feel like she projects a persona on Cloud that she would like him to be, an ideal, but doesn't really know how to handle/act, and at times I feel like she is annoyed with his vulnerable, inconsistent moments of his. For example, in Chapter 13 in that temple in Rebirth, when Cloud is under Sephiroth influence and wants to attack Elena, she goes to stop him, he gives on attacking her, but pushes Tifa away and she shows a sad face, like most of the times. Where Aerith, tries to adapt on the situation, she tries to encourage him, smile, acknowledge his problems and not blame him. I think there is more depth in Aerith and Cloud's relationship and it feels more natural, they meet and simply connect, whereas Tifa and Cloud's seems shallow, just on the surface. I don't disagree that both Tifa and Cloud care about one another, but they lack romantically compatibility. I think that AC shows that even more, the ending and credits are quite enough proof. He might go back to their place in AC, but he will still feel the need to run away from to time to time, which it's not really a healthy behaviour if you would speak about a romantic relationship. I guess there could be made whole pages of analysis on every scene, these were just some stuff that stood out seeing the story for the first in both Remake and Rebirth and then watch AC.

THIS!!

This is why I don't like Tifa, because of how she treats Cloud and her jealousy issues when in reality...

Cloud never was hers to begin with, so I don't see why she has this mindset that 'he promised to save me so he must still like me' which is false

Tifa, in my opinion, needs to grow up and realize that Cloud isn't the only option.

There's Rude and Johnny who literally have crushes on her and I think Tifa and Rude would be so cute together.

There's also Reno, and Zack, and fucking Barret!

Tifa has options, Cloud just doesn't seem to be one of them and she has to move on from the fact that he likes Aerith.

Yes they both care for one another but not in the same way

@kpoplovermjm

[phantomyre]

I really hope they don’t retcon it and make Vincent Sephy’s father. That would imply that Vincent and Lucretia’s relationship was more than what it actually was— one sided! In the OG ff7, it was unrequited love on Vincent’s part. Dirge retconned that, so their relationship ended up being some “star crossed lovers” scenario. Obviously Vincent is a daddy but not in the literal sense😂

I don't think they will, and frankly they shouldn't either. Aside from the fact that it's canon and well documented in the Ultimania, making Vincent Sephiroth's father would create the following issues... 1. It would undermine Sephiroth's tragic past with how a mad scientist abused and used his own son for scientific gain. 2. It would redeem Hojo from this act and place more unnecessary blame onto Vincent. 3. Face-meshes are reused all the time. For example, Ifrit and Ignis have the same face-mesh, yet no one is saying they're related. Tifa and Elena seem to share the same face-mesh as well, yet no one is jumping to conclusions about them being related. 4. People forget Hojo was once young as well and we don't really know what he looked like in his 30s. And they also forget Vincent is immortal and cannot age. Fairly sure Vincent would look a bit ragged also if he were Hojo's age. 5. Making Vincent the father would make Vincent look very irresponsible and would completely erase his selfless personality. 6. It's more compelling to have a story where a mad scientist uses a child for corrupt gain and another man have compassion for that same abused child, even though that child is the son of his most hated enemy. 7. Vincent's love for Lucrecia is unrequited as you mentioned, and Lucrecia even stated "I finally found my true feelings, even if you may never understand them..." If she truly was in love with Vincent, why would she think he wouldn't understand her? Vincent is a selfless man who wouldn't go sleeping with another man's wife, especially when she had already denied his proposal for marriage. He respected her decision and only wished for her happiness. Now I wouldn't put it passed Hojo to have possibly crossed Vincent and Sephiroth's genetics at some point for whatever sick plan he had in mind, and this might be something they could implement to explain the facial similarities. However, according to the timeline, Sephiroth was already born by the time Vincent was shot by Hojo. Lastly, SE is leaning in very hard on Sephiroth's tragic past aka Ever Crisis. My assumption is that they want us to finally understand Sephiroth and why he is such a tragic character-- and why he became a monster. It would make our final battle with him that much more poignant, knowing what he once was, what he went through, and what he had become. I think this aspect of Sephiroth's story is very important, and Hojo being his father is one of those backbones that they shouldn't change.

[ao3wasntenough]

Crack one shot. Noah and Elina meet other Autobots one of them is weird mech that have human name and have small body like human, his name is sam. Sam it's too much human other Autobots explain that sam was live on earth for long time so that's why he act like that. So far sam is quite chill guy even he is sarcastic but Noah and Elena think Autobots forget to told them something very important.

*optimus is not happy, why? Mirage sneak out from base now that's not the problem the problem is that he sneak out with sam and end up met deception and well fighting happened. So yeah optimus is very angry with mirage but not with sam, (little but but mostly with mirage)*

Mirage: come on, prime. The little guy is for bored inside base all day long. I just give home relaxing time.

Optimus: you sneak out with him and end up met with deception. How can I not getting angry

Mirage : it's not my fault deception suddenly came

Optimus: NOT EXCUSE, MIRAGE

*Optimus definitely angry he rising his voice and that's meant he not playing, Noah and Elena grimace with fear because even something Optimus can be rude he never raising his voice,it's first time for them. Well mirage actually feels guilty. Unfortunately when Optimus rising his voice sam was there to and Optimus angry face very visible for sam to look*

*sam suddenly crying so Loud that make Noah and Elena cover their ears. Optimus stop yelling at mirage. Mirage lift sam and bring him close to his face and nuzzle him*

Mirage : there there little guy, the big boss is not angry at you *sam stop crying but still hiccups*

Mirage: yeah I know little guy, big boss can be very scary

Optimus: DON'T TRYING BLAME BECAUSE YOUR OWN FAULT

*Optimus rising his voice again and make sam crying more again and more loud and this time mirage can't stop it. Arcee come and take sam*

Arcee: it's okey sam it's okey. *then Arcee take sam away from room. Humans in group look at scene that just happened with puzzled*

Noah : guys, I think you forget to tell us something

Elena: for start what was that? Why sam crying like baby?

Mirage: we didn't tell you? Sam is sparkling

Noah: what is sparkling?

Mirage: sparkling is baby

Noah and Elena: WHAT?

Noah : there's no way that's baby

Mirage: oh really? Do you even ever seeing Cybertron baby?

Noah : I meant Sam act like adult and not baby, like he independent

Mirage: Sam is... Special

Elena: because he act like adult?

Mirage: you can say that

Noah: and you brought baby in your battle?

Mirage: we didn't have choice either that or well deception or died. He last sparkling

Optimus: I am sorry Noah, Elena it's not like be hiding things from you it's just... I know brought a child in battle is bad thing but unfortunately we didn't have choice

Noah: I maybe not liking it but well definitely understanding

Elena: so do we seeing Sam as baby or adult? Because even he is baby he looks likely hate treat as baby

Optimus: treat him like adult mostly but don't yelling at him

*mirage look about sneaking out again but unfortunately Optimus catch him *

Optimus: your punishment will be more worst*Optimus drag mirage away*

Mirage: Noah help me

Noah : sorry mirage, you put baby in danger so it's your own funeral

Elena: yeah, also it's not like we can doing anything to Optimus anyway.

Mirage: prime, I am sorry

Would be a moment Noah could connect with the autobots or prime over trying to raise and take care of a young one through struggle after struggle

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WRITING SOMETHING ON AO3 FOR YOU RN, HERE'S THE PROMPT:

Efren van Renoir, sitting in his wheelchair, was rolling over to the house of his patient — Aquafina "Iced Milk" Purely, who was known by "Aqua" by nearly everyone. Aquafina fell ill due to some complications giving birth to her stillborn daughter, whcih was caused by placental abruption, making the placenta seperate from the womb. Efren felt bad for the girl, stating, "Poor girl, nobody should ever have to go through that. Not even I would wish that on my worst enemies," he told the sick woman. Efren looked at Aqua's eye, seeing a longing for a child. Efren asked, "What happened here?" as he looked at Aqua's aching stomach, covered by a white silky blanket.

"Nothing," Aqua sternly told Efren, despite the apparent frailty. "Nothing at all, Elder Efren," she said as she tried to sound strong for him, but was apparently failing and losing the battle with her "i am a very strong person" facade. Aquafina was always the type that made her look like a very powerful figure, even during times like these as she was born into a family were most of the women were muscular. Efren looked at Aqua with a sympathetic look, saying, "It's okay, dear. You don't need to act brave and strong with me," in order to comfort her. Due to this, Aqua started to relax a bit. Efren could remember a situation when he himself was born.

The sky was bright, the moon was shining. His parents, Elena "Schichttorte" van Renoir and Winstar "Baumkuchenspitzen" van Renoir, were getting ready for his arrival. They were ready to see their healthy little boy — or so did they thought.

When he left Elena's tummy, there was…something strange about him. He was small, VERY small. And very weak, for that matter. His parents had no idea what went wrong during the pregnancy, heck even the DOCTORS didn't know. But, as much as they were mad, they couldn't hate Efren for something BEYOND his control. That would be stupid. Even so, they were going through a near-death of a child, and they couldn't get upset at their own creation for almost dying.

But, they were still concerned about their dear son. What could have cause this to happen? How did Efren come out like this? Forget about that. As long as Efren is here, that's all that matters, right? Of course it did!

Efren, now snapped out of his birth, asked Aqua a question: "Was there any causes of the stillbirth, my dear?" Aqua didn't want to answer, but she didn't want to disrespect the Elder, so she responded with, "My placenta…seperated…ugh…" as she was suffering to deal with this sickness, even if it wasn't a deadly one. Aquafina never really told people her weaknesses, not even her own family. But, this felt like an exception…Why? She actually told Elder Efren what happened to her dear child. A child that was never going to experience life. For an instant, Aquafina felt like she was taken back to that terrible incident.

-Mariah [🤓🌈]

THIS IS SO GOOD! I saw the full fic on ao3 b4 i saw this though 😭 . Go check out the full fic on ao3!!! I luv it so much

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62039248

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I'm gonna cover the Klaroline/Steroline issue because, while fans can ship who they want, they can't ignore what the writers wanted for their characters.

Caroline didn't belong with Klaus. Had they taken them beyong a romp in the woods, they would've ruined Caroline's character in the process.

Delena and Steroline have a shared parallel as it pertains to control. It obviously starts with Damon because Stefan doesn't fall in love with Caroline until later. Damon has a conversation wtih Andie about it in 2x13. He tells her he's in love with Elena, but frustrated in the fact that he's not in control. Elena basically renders him powerless, that's why he was nearly dying in a basement fire in 1x22.

Aside from destroying Caroline's character had they taken Klaroline further, Klaus wouldn't put himself in the position to lose control the way Damon does with Elena. Klaus sacrificed Elena for the sake of becoming the most powerful creature on earth, so it won't be just any girl that renders him powerless.

Stefan's loss of control has to do with vampires. We're talking about a person who's pure at heart, so he'd have a problem falling in love with a predator. When he fell for Valerie, she was human. When he fell in love with Katherine, he had no idea she was a vampire. He believed she was human. He had to be compelled to continue. Whatever you feel of his relationship with Rebekah in the 20s, his humanity was turned off. He wouldn't care that she's a vampire with his humanity turned off. That's aside from his 145 year relationship with Lexi, which never crossed the line of friendship. I guarantee it never crossed that line because Stefan can't love vampires. All of these relationships take place pre-pilot.

When the show picks up, he starts dating Elena. She's everything that Katherine wasn't. Human. When Elena becomes a vampire, he's desperate to fix her because he can't love her as one. When Stefan and Rebekah reignite, it's after she pushes him into this "I don't care" attitude that is very much Ripper. So even though his humanity is on, he's pushed to not care that he's sleeping with a vampire.Jump over to season 5, and he's having sex with Katherine, only she's human because she was force-fed the cure.

Caroline is everything as we hit the Ivy/Valerie of it all. Stefan is a lot like Elena. He doesn't wanna love Caroline just as Elena didn't wanna love Damon. But Stefan started falling for her before he lost Damon to the prison world. He used Damon's death as an excuse to remove himself from Caroline's life, to stop himself from crossing that line with her because she's a vampire. Because it's one thing for him to be friends with Lexi, and another to fall so deeply in love with a vampire that Stefan allows her to have that control over him. Control that Katherine once took by force via compulsion.

So, Stefan takes off to start over in a new life with human Ivy. Once Enzo turns her into a vampire, Stefan drops her on Caroline's lap. He has every intention of leaving town and starting over - again. Should he stay, he'd have to face what he feels for Caroline. Even though Valerie is a vampire, she acts as a distraction from Caroline. A vampire to distract him from the vampire he's in love with, much like Damon has a human Andie to distract him from a human Elena.

Caroline was the only vampire Stefan loved despite her being a vampire, that's how much control Caroline had over him. It's more realistic for the writers to have Stefan surrender control to a vampire than to have Klaus surrender control to just any woman. Klaus needed a love worthy of it, and they gave him one when they created Hope's character. The love of a child is worthy of Klaus' power. A power that Caroline would NEVER have over him. Keep him in check? Sometimes. Change him? A little bit. Him willing to die for her? Absolutely not. Had Stefan survived, he and Caroline would've been forever. She'd never end up with Klaus. They have a term for what Klaus is to Caroline. It's called a sugar daddy. "I'm too smart to be seduced by you." Sex is as far as she'd go with him, and they went there already.

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Propaganda why Caillou is insufferable:

Horrible, whiny, mean (I know they're like three but that's no excuse)

He's the absolute worst bratty child I've ever seen in a kids show, his voice is suuuper annoying.

You know and I know why, he's the poll's icon for a reason.

Propaganda why Elena Gilbert is insufferable:

I wouldn't have such a problem with her if she didn't get others involved. Liking two people at once isn't a problem. Stringing them along is a problem. Constantly hanging around people that she knows is actively trying to kill her/want her dead or their relatives is so stupid like don't do that maybe. Having people stop what they are doing and dropping everything(especially if it's important) because she is in danger/trouble. Making people have to make tough decisions, sometimes affecting other people, and then not even offering up an apology about it(looking at you season 3)

The first 3 seasons made her so bad!! I understand the trauma but stringing along 2 brothers was ridiculous. Like, make up your mind and stop toying with their emotions. And then everything was about her! Every time she was in trouble, everything had to be put on hold to find her and help her and sometimes she wasn't even grateful about it and would end up in stupid situations again and again and again. Lowkey, she's the reason why Bonnie has been through the wringer, especially in the 3rd season. But as the seasons progressed, she did start to warm up my cold little heart

have you seen the show? she has little to no common sense, no standards, makes the most boring choices for every scenario, and isn't a good person. the show acts like she's a golden child when she's really just a boring child. dating adult men. who stalk her. and her biggest personality trait is saying ""Stefan!"" and ""Damon!"" when she experiences any emotion. idk man Nina Dobrev did NOT get the role for her acting skills (or lack thereof) that's for sure