#JERS AND YORK ARE BROTHERS :(

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

Hi I'm now depressed (hockey has absolutely ruined me), gimme Jersey angst, please?

Why sad? Happy! HAPPY >:D /ref that no one but me understands

But uhm- yes here’s some NJ angst for ya >:D

New Jersey and New York were currently participating in one of their favorite activities to do together. Play fighting! The two have them have always loved play fighting with each other no matter where they were. It was a good way to get out the loads of energy that the two of them had stored up 24/7, and it was quite enjoyable for both.

NJ grunted a little bit as he was headbutted in the chest by NY, who was previously being held in a chokehold. He didn’t let go though, despite NY’s cat-like biting and scratching. He was basically immune to it at this point, being NY’s token scratching post (this is a half joke). The Garden State put in little to no effort when fighting NY, seeing as he was significantly stronger than the latter. That didn’t make the playfighting any less fun though!

That was, until….

New Jersey completely forgot that this was just a play fight, and he threw New York over the couch when he saw the opportunity. See, this would’ve been okay-ish, if NY got up right after. And it would’ve been okay-ish if Jersey didn’t hear a loud whimper along with a thud. Ahhh hell.

He stood there for a minute catching his breath, as well as getting more and more concerned and afraid when his little brother didn’t get up immediately. And he started panicking after hearing the loud whimper. Oh god. Did he actually hurt New York?? What if he did??? Oh god- did NY hate him now???? Was he scared of him maybe???? Either one would be just as bad…. What would the others say if they found out that he hurt a fellow state???? Much more that he hurt his own little brother????? Surely they would hate him….

New Jersey had been so lost in his thoughts that he hadn’t noticed New York calling his name until he felt a gentle bap to the face. He snapped out of it and looked at whoever had just slapped him. New York stood there, with a mildly concerned look on his face. New York stood there. He was okay. Okay. Good. New Jersey would’ve never forgiven himself if he actually hurt his little brother.

"….Jers? Ya good?? We lost ya there for a second." New York said, playfully punching NJ in the shoulder.

"Huh? Oh- yeah- I’m. Im fine."

Based on how New Jersey suddenly found himself pinned to the couch with a hug, New York could tell that that was pure bullsh*t. He wasn’t going to force the Garden State to say anything. He’ll just hug the sadness out of him.

After a few minutes, New Jersey speaks up:

"Did I uhh….. Did I uh- hurt ya by any chance…?"

"No?"

"Mk….. ya sure?? Don’ make me check ya for injuries." New Jersey said sternly, but there was a worried lilt to his voice.

"Jers. I’m fine. Jeez yer soundin a lot like Masshole. Bein’ a mother hen and crap…"

New Jersey just chuckled a bit and laid there comfortably, listening to his little brother’s rambling. He was happy too. That meant that New York okay…..

[kyistell]

May we have some NY and NJ hc’s? Like- stuff that they do together and how they act with each other? 👁️👁️

*its fine if not*

Hehe I was super excited to do this one but sadly I do things in order of oldest to newest BUT none the less, here you go, our favorite stupid bastards

New Jersey and New York-

Jersey likes to cuddle and York likes receiving cuddles, so it isn’t uncommon to find the two together in the North living room

Jersey = Jer-bear, York = Yorka-doodle, they never call each other these in front of others

They go skating a ton, early morning public skate and public hockey are mainly what they do

Always fighting when it comes to certain foods, specifically pizza and bagels, otherwise they are perfect with each other in the kitchen

Jersey sends York stupid stuff from Tumblr, York does the same but with Twitter

Impromptu sleepovers in York's room happen a lot, York has sleep problems and as said before, Jersey cuddles, win win sitch

They fight, a lot, technically it’s just arguments but to pretty much everyone except the NE, it sounds like fighting (granted the NE sometimes thinks they are genuinely fighting but shh)

“Murder is illegal”  “You can’t murder people it’s rude” etc. are said whenever they are in the city

Despite not talking to each other for about 40ish years, they went right back to how they were before, if just a bit closer

They both fake hate each other, for no reason other than seeing the shocked faces of the other states while they simply cook breakfast together

Just Dance Night (the other states get flashbacks when ever they hear the Just Dance intro)

They like to just exist in the same space, doesn’t matter if they are doing two completely different things, they’ll continue to hang out VIRGINIA

They bet on everything, who will get to the table faster, who will make breakfast the quickest without messing up, everything

They always think to message the other first when something is happening, doesn’t matter if the sitch doesn’t really need the other, they still will

Since Jersey still speaks fluent Dutch and York has his broken messed up Dutch that Jersey understands, they will ‘gossip’ to each other in front of the other states

When they do that, they are really just talking about dinner plans and what movies they should see, but in the most condescending and judgmental tone they can

Movie dates, any movie whether they think it’ll be good or not

They sometimes come of as very big and little brother coded, York being the older while Jerseys the younger, when in reality it’s switched

Jersey finds it hilarious whenever people think he and York are dating, they aren’t, they consider each other brothers and technically are, York always wants to kill the people who do think they are dating, “Murder is Illegal Yorkie” he doesn’t care

Family dinners are once a month with Jersey’s moms and occasionally not, father, father, and York's grandparents

They have so much dirt on each other that if one says something so will the other, you know the nuclear deal between America and Russia? Yeah it’s basically that but with blackmail

If one’s sick the others clingy, if one's sad the others clingy, if one-

They like to dance with each other, even if there’s no music (it’s mainly spinning without music though)

Jersey has bad English days sometimes, so York will translate, on those days they tend to just haul up in York's room and put on a random Hockey game

[nightsidewrestling]

D.U.D.E Bios: Saraid Grady-Sullivan / Sara Lucifarian (2021)

The Wrathful Imp Sara Lucifarian

Same pic as Sara hasn't changed much.

The seventh of the seven, the fireball of a young lady, Sara Lucifarian. Sara isn't particularly smart, wise, cunning, tactful, any of that, but she has what the others lack, pure rage that can be released at a moment's notice. If Damien were honest he'd probably say that Sara even scares him, but Damien would never admit such a thing, rather he has taken to locking Sara in a cage whenever she fights or locking her outside of buildings for street fights so that her rage may never be directed at him.

"Dare you to."

Name

Full Legal Name: Saraid Ginger Grady-Sullivan

First Name: Saraid

Meaning: From Old Irish 'Sárait', derived from 'Sár' meaning 'Excellent'.

Pronunciation: suh-RAI

Origin: Irish, Irish Mythology

Middle Name: Ginger

Meaning: From the English word 'Ginger' for the spice or the reddish-brown colour.

Pronunciation: JIN-jer

Origin: English

Surname: Grady-Sullivan

Meaning: Grady: From Irish 'Ó Gráda' or 'Ó Grádaigh' meaning 'Descendnt of Gráda'. The byname 'Gráda'means 'Noble, Illustrious'. Sullivan: Anglicized form of the Irish name 'Ó Súileabháin' meaning 'Descendant of Súileabhán'. The name 'Súileabhán' means 'Dark eye'.

Pronunciation: GRAY-dee. SUL-i-van

Origin: English

Alias: The Wrathful Imp, Sara Lucifarian

Reason: Sara isn't particularly tall, hence the 'imp' name and is a very rage-filled individual hence 'wrathful'.

Nicknames: Sara, Red

Titles: Miss

Characteristics

Age: 19

Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Irish-American

Ethnicity: White

Birth Date: April 7th 2002

Symbols: Bears, Red

Sexuality: Straight

Religion: Catholic

Native Language: English

Spoken Languages: English

Relationship Status: Single

Astrological Sign: Aries

Theme Song: 'Rich Kids [Middle Cla$$ MIX]' - New Medicine (2018-)

Voice Actor: Julia Louis-Dreyfus

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Fort Greene, Brooklyn, New York

Current Location: Unknown

Hometown: Fort Greene, Brooklyn, New York

Appearance

Height: 5'1" / 154 cm

Weight: 115 lbs / 52 kg

Eye Colour: Blue

Hair Colour: Brown

Hair Dye: Section dyed red (& usually braided)

Body Hair: N/A

Facial Hair: N/A

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 4

Piercings: Eyebrow piercing (Double right, single left), Inner eyebrow (Right), Bridge, Nose (Right), Anti-Eyebrow (Left), Shark Bites, Cyber Bites, Nipple (Both), Industrial (Left), Double Helix (Right), Triple lobe (Both)

Scars: None

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Smoker, Social Drinker, Smokes Weed

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Allies: (As of Jan 2021) Damien Lucifarian, Vi Lucifarian, Billie Lucifarian, Geia Lucifarian, Honey Lucifarian, Eli Lucifarian, Yeray Marino, Flo Marino, Bano Marino, Judi Marino, Rino Marino, Nat Marino, Mac Marino, Ros Marino, Zac Marino, 'Monster' Mike, Sakurako, Ash Thunder

Enemies: (As of Jan 2021) Kirby Kingston, Eddie Kingston

Friends: Viola Nye, Bienvenida Marino, Pelageya Winter, Kirby Moore, Honey Di Napoli, Elinor Herbert, Paulette Nye, Zella Lum, Rosaura Marino, Emperatriz Romero-Marino, Venetia Winter, Barbara Di Napoli

Colleagues: The AEW locker room / Too many to list

Rivals: Alex Reynolds, Penta Oscuro, Jon Moxley, Jungle Boy, Yuka Sakazaki

Closest Confidant: Kirby Moore Viola Nye

Mentor: Damien Lucifarian

Significant Other: None

Previous Partners: None of Note

Parents: Desmond Grady (39, Father), Honora Sullivan (40, Mother)

Parents-In-Law: None

Siblings: Oscar Grady-Sullivan (16, Brother)

Siblings-In-Law: None

Nieces & Nephews: None

Children: None

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: The Underworld

Trainer: Damien Lucifarian

Managers: Damien Lucifarian

Wrestlers Managed: None

Debut: 2018

Debut Match: Billie Lucifarian VS Sara Lucifarian. Sara won by Pinfall

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: Street Fighter

Stables: The Lucifarians (2018-)

Teams: Post

Regular Moves: Kick to the Midsection, Diving Leg Drop, Forearm Smash, Diving Splash, Chair Shot, Jumping Knee Drop, Pump Handle Slam, Dropkick, Diving Back Elbow Drop, Berserker (Diving Knee Drop)

Finishers: Ripped Apart (Double Leg Slam), Son of Sam (Sitout Suplex Slam)

Refers To Fans As: The Wrathful, The Wrathful Ones, The Enraged, The Enraged Ones

Extras

Backstory: Raised by a college professor with her younger brother t her side whilst her mother is off fighting wars that Saraid herself doesn't believe in. Sara became Wrath after a long streak of street fights led to her to the underground parking lot beneath Damien's apartment building and straight into a face-to-face confrontation with the King of Hell himself.

Trivia: None of note

[theoriginaltortuga]

the last main babe!! Jeremiah Chu-Blanco!!

Jeremiah “Jeremy” “Jer” Chu-Blanco, my single pringle!!

is a trans guy and uses he/him

is aromantic and bisexual 

is Chinese-Mexican-American, his parents were both from Mexicali and immigrated to the States when he was four

grew up fluent in Spanish and Cantonese, with a fairly heavy Mexican accent, kind of faded, but noticeable if you know it’s there

grew up a sarcastic jackass, got really aggressive just after the accident before reining it in back to sarcasm after a couple months

main weapon: his hands, also a knife he found in a literal dumpster (he does not tell Amalia this because he thinks she’ll make him get rid of it and he’s attached)

did not want to go to college, but lied his ass off to Lia 

is besties with Lincoln, decided on this after realizing Lincoln was also into art, Lincoln was not consulted 

has the large serpent tattoo on his shoulder, wanted to cry the whole time, but needed to look cool in front of Lincoln, it was Jer’s first tattoo

loves Abel’s nerd rants and is genuinely taking mental notes when he does

ends up with all weapons, all lore docs and in a mixed route 

is besties with Reina and Delia 

thinks Connor is the coolest thing since sliced bread and imprints on him like a duck

gets along best with Danni of the ILB crew but they roast each other in a way that makes people think they hate each other

so weirdly gets along best with Lily of the ilitw crew, half silence/half nerd rants as he does love video games and is curious about the technical side

“Fun” Facts

sobs his eyes out, his first night alone in his new apartment

despite his comfort in being himself, still feels a call to pick one or the other even though the choice is long gone

Is never quite the same around Jocelyn but makes an effort to be friendly (its difficult because he’d genuinely liked her a lot and considered them friends)

loved and loves his sister to bits and pieces and will always consider himself an older brother

Shares custody of Chester the Bone Dog with Reina

does go to college/trade school to be a jeweler when not hunting down horrors

feels overwhelming guilt about choosing himself, but goes into full blown panic attacks at the thought of returning to the Power and has nightmares starring it and Loha

frequently calls up Reina and Delia to go for late night drives and convivence store runs when he wants to peel his skin off for both dysphoria and Power reasons

never went on testosterone out of the hesitation over his body not quite feeling like his (now “knows” this to be true) also the reason he kept dyeing his hair white like the OG Jer, but is looking into it

buys himself a plush raccoon named “Chips” who takes residence in his car like Kenna, rags on Noah for Kenna until Noah finds Chips and threatens to tell Lincoln and Joss

after the last horror is found and cured, he, Reina, and Delia take a road trip to New York and back...in the middle of the night...without warning any of their loved ones....i did mention they share a brain cell

@ila-appreciationweek​

[radiccls]

hey look, it’s jeremy san juan! they’re 33 years old, they’ve lived in shrike heights for 10 years, and they’re currently working at late riser in shrike mall. i heard they’re pretty reckless, but i think they’re so loyal at the same time. can they make it out alive? || manny jacinto, pansexual, man + he/him

basic info 

name: jeremy ian san juan nickname/s: jer, never jer-bear age: thirty-three birthday: november 6th zodiac: scorpio gender: male pronouns: he/him sexuality: pansexual relationship status: single ( + open for ships ) hometown: manila, philippines  occupation: cook at late riser, student in culinary school

physical appearance 

faceclaim: manny jacinto hair colour: brown hair length / style: shoulder length, usually in a bun eye colour: brown height: 5'11″ tattoos: full sleeve on his right arm bleeding onto his chest and and upper back piece piercings: none scars: multiple on his hands and forearms from kitchen accidents (knives and burns)

personality 

positive traits: relaxed, loyal, charming, earnest, silly negative traits: reckless, flighty, forgetful, clumsy  hobbies: cooking, cycling, hiking, snowboarding, live comedy shows

biography 

- full bio coming soon -

✳ born in manila into a large and loving family ✳ always had a love of food and would cook at home with his parents and eventually on his own because he enjoyed it so much ✳ moved to new york city with his brother when he was 19 and found work in a kitchen quickly. the big dream was to own and run his own restaurant someday. ✳ his laid-back personality did not vibe with the city at all. his brother was thriving and he felt like he was being left in the dust which drove a divide between them. ✳ he heard someone talking about colorado one day and thought it sounded like a perfect place for him. he packed up everything he owned and left to make a home for himself in shrike heights ✳ he worked in diners and restaurants around town, finding a home for years in fiona’s diner ✳ he recently started working at late riser part time and is studying at culinary school. the dream is still to have his own restaurant someday. ✳ he can be a very silly goose and likes to enjoy life in whatever form that comes. he makes friends everywhere he goes.

relationships 

romantic: open to all platonic: open to all enemy: bc why not familial: his family is still mostly in the phlippines but he has a brother in nyc

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Dear Lover

Chapter 2

Chapter 2: New York

WARNING: SWEAR WORDS

Obviously, she doesn't know her. They've never met before, Elena only knew that she was the reason that twelve hybrids were killed. Hayley raises an eyebrow at her still waiting for an answer. Elena takes a deep breath before answering. ''Get your shit together Elena.'' she thought.

''Firstly, hello to you as well. Secondly, I'm here for Elijah.'' she tried to sound as confident as possible.

''Oh really? You're here for Elijah?'' sensing a bit of sarcasm in her voice Elena tries not to roll her eyes at her.

''I don't think that I owe you an explanation. Just answer my question and we're done with each other.'' It's getting harder to not snap at the wolf girl.

Hayley just gives her an annoyed look before answering ''Elijah doesn't live here anymore. He's not in New Orleans, that's all I know.'' she shrugs her shoulder.

''Shit.'' Elena mutters to herself. ''Thanks, I guess.'' giving her a tight smile she turns around and walks back to her car. '

'He's not himself.'' Hayley adds before closing the door.

Elena doesn't have the chance to ask what she means by that. She has an idea but there's no way Elijah would do that.

Sitting in the car she needs time to reconsider her plans. She drove eight hours for nothing. If she decides to go after him, God knows when she will return to Mystic Falls and the Salvatore brothers won't stop searching for her until they find her. Jeremy.

Quickly getting the phone out of her purse she dials his number.

''Elena?'' he picks up with a hint of concern in his voice.

''Jeremy? Is everything alright?''

''Not really.'' Jeremy mumbles. ''Your boyfriends are going crazy. Bonnie is here as well, she put a spell on the house so they can't get in.'' he explains.

''Look just keep taking your vervain. I need you to be really careful, it looks like I won't be back anytime soon.'' Elena tells him as she's driving to the airport.

''What do mean you won't be back anytime soon? Elena, what's going on?'' she hears the panic in his voice and the guilt overwhelms her.

''All I can say to you is that I have to find someone. I'm safe...I promise. But I need to do this Jer.'' she doesn't want to involve him in her problems, she just hopes that he'll understand.

''Fine.'' he says after a pause. ''But call me, okay?''

''I will.'' she says gently. ''Can you give the phone to Bonnie, please?''

Elena winces in shame when she hears Bonnie's voice. ''Elena I swear to God-'' Bonnie screams into the phone, trying to remind her that she crossed a line now.

''Bonnie. I know. I'm the most stupid person in the world right now, but you need to hear me out, okay?'' Bonnie is the only wich she can trust right now. If she does this little favor for her then she can easily find Elijah.

''Alright, I'm listening.'' Bonnie sighs.

''I need you to do a locator spell.'' Elena explains. ''It's Elijah.'' she mumbles, too scared about her best friend's reaction.

''Are you kidding me? We talked about this, you said you were over him, what changed?'' If Bonnie could kill her over the phone she would be dead.

''I'm done with him, okay?'' she pauses. ''I mean kind of...doesn't matter. Just do the spell.'' Elena tells her as she pulls over and gets out of the car.

''Yeah, sure… and with what you smartass?''

''Maybe, you can find a shirt of his under my bed. I don't know why it's in my bedroom.'' She shrugs her shoulders, acting like she has no clue how did it get there.

''It just appeared out of nowhere, right?'' Yeah, why not?

''Magic.'' Elena replies with a huge grin on her face. She was grateful that Bonnie didn't judge her for her actions. She got enough of it from the others.

''Magic my ass.'' Bonnie reacts by laughing out loud. ''I'll send you the location, and don't worry I'll handle the Salvatore brothers.'' she tells her now in a serious tone.

''You're the best. I'll call you and keep an eye on Jeremy, please.''

''Don't worry, I will. Stay safe.’’

''I'll try.'' she hangs up. Feeling like someone is watching her she looks around. Her heart starts to beat faster and she quickly gets into the car. Looking at her phone she sees that Bonnie sent her Elijah's location.

New York.

That's going to be a long ride. Perfectly ideal to think about what the hell is she going to say to Elijah when she sees him. There's no way she could do it without a few drinks, sober Elena would be too awkward. She can't just go up to him and say ''Hey 'Lijah, it's good to see ya alive, 'cause I had a dream about you dying a few days before. Crazy right? By the way, is it normal that I just wanna jump on you and tear off your clothes even though I haven't seen you for ages?'' Yeah, sober Elena would definitely say that, drunk Elena would just probably jump on him without a single word.

She had to stay in a hotel for a few hours or else she would have looked like a  zombie. But now that she's in New York she quickly forgets how uncomfortable the ride was. But in this huge city how can she find Elijah?

Walking in New York's streets is really a dream come true. She stops when she notices the New York Public Library. ''Fuck Elijah.'' she murmurs as she walks towards the building unable to take her eyes off it. ''So this is what Heaven looks like.'' Elena thinks to herself when she enters. Getting Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë she searches for a perfect place where she can immerse herself in her book. Glancing at her phone for a second she doesn't see the person who stands in front of her, before she can react she bumps into the stranger.

''Nice choice lovely Elena.'' That voice. In his impeccable suit. Lord have mercy on me.

Tags: @jackandjackiekennedylover @lou-hadrian-gardna26​

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Requiem of the Rose King

English: I'm not happy to see that this anime has a very low rating, because many people dropped it (I'll tell you for what reasons) and gave it bad ratings. But let's get to the point. The anime is based on a true event. Two dynasties (Lancaster and York) with roses on their crests were in conflict. One child of the King of York (the main character Richard) was born as a demon in the family and his mother hates him while everyone in the family loves him. This is because she suffered abnormal pains when she gave birth. Richard is a demon not because he has any special powers, but because he has no gender, ie. he has, but he is both male and female. When Richard is about 14-15 years old, his father goes to fight in a battle in which he dies. Thus comes Richard's eldest brother to the throne. However, Richard leaves home and thus meets Henry. Henry was the soon-to-be king of Lancaster, which Richard didn't know until about midway through the anime. And now, when Richard met Henry, Richard felt the warmth in his heart for the first time and felt that someone truly loves him. And so there are a couple of scenes where he and Henry kiss (that's why people were dropping, because the anime is "gay", although I am personally not sure if it can be called gay since Richard is also female, and during the anime we only see the female parts of Richard's body, and we know what he has of the woman, while we don't know what he has of the man, I think it's just the voice). When Richard learns that Henry is the king of Lancaster (then he already became, he was not about to become) he receives an order from his brother to kill him. After Richard butchers Henry, this is where the first part of the anime ends and the timeskip begins. Richard is heartbroken, but teams up with an acquaintance (the Duke of Buckingham) in order to take the crown because he believes it will bring him happiness. Buckingham becomes Richard's right hand and new "lover". After numerous obstacles and sacrifices (Richard had to kill his brothers to get the crown, because he was the youngest), Richard gets the crown (then he is already married to Anne - a friend from childhood, and has a son who is not actually his). A few days later, Richard becomes ill and passes the illness on to his wife. We learn that Buckingham's name is actually Henry, and that old Henry is alive but doesn't remember anything. Buckingham is executed, because it is known in the public that he turned against Richard, although it is not true. Queen Anne dies of illness, and Richard goes to battle against Richmond's army (a villain who appears during the timeskip) where he is betrayed by one of his allies. That battle took place in reality and is called the Battle of Bosworth. However, Catesby (Richard's most faithful servant) manages to rescue Richard from the battle, but Richard dies on Catesby's horse from his battle injury. At least that's what I think, since the anime doesn't say if he died or if he survived, but I personally think he's dead. Both openings are beautiful, and the music in the anime is also very well done. My only complaints are that the anime is "gay" and that I think it should have been made by a better studio. But, it is a very good and very interesting anime, I recommend it to everyone, only if you don't mind any of the mentioned objections. Favorite Character: Catesby, William

Serbian: Ne pada mi lepo to što vidim da ovaj anime ima dosta slabu ocenu, jer ga je mnogo ljudi dropovalo (navšću iz kojih razloga) i dalo loše ocene. No, da pređem na stvar. Anime se svodi na istinitom događaju. Dve dinastije (Lankaster i Jork) sa ružama na svojim grbovima bile su u sukobu. Jedno dete od kralja Jorka (glavni lik Ričard) se rodilo kao demon u porodici i majka ga mrzi dok ga svi u porodici vole. To je zato što je pretrpela nenormalne bolove kada se porađala. Ričard je demon ne zato što ima neke specijalne moći, nego zato što nema pol, tj. ima, ali je i muško i žensko. Kada Ričard ima nekih 14-15 godina, njegov otac odlazi u borbu u kojoj umire. Tako dolazi Ričardov najstariji brat na presto. Međutim, Ričard odlazi od kuće i tako upoznaje Henrija. Henri je bio predstojeći kralj Lankastera, što Ričard do neke sredine animea nije znao. I sada, kada je Ričard upoznao Henrija, Ričard po prvi put oseća toplinu u svom srcu i oseća da ga neko istinski voli. I tako ima par sceni gde se on i Henri ljube (zato su ljudi dropovali, jer je anime "gej", iako ja lično nisam siguran da li se može nazvati gej s obzirom da je Ričard i žensko, i tokom animea vidimo samo ženske delove Ričardovog tela, i znamo šta ima od žene, dok ne znamo šta ima od muškarca, ja mislim da je u pitanju samo glas). Kada Ričard sazna da je Henri kralj Lankastera (tad je već postao, nije bio predstojeći) dobija naredbu od svog brata da ga ubije. Nakon što je Ričard iskasapio Henrija, tu se završava prvi deo animea i dolazi tajmskip. Ričard je slomljen, ali se udružuje sa poznanikom (vojvodom od Bakingema) u cilju da preuzme krunu jer tako veruje da će steći sreću. Bakingem postaje Ričardova desna ruka i novi "ljubavnik". Nakon brojnih prepreka, i žrtvi (Ričard je morao da ubije i svoju braću da bi se domogao krune, jer je bio najmlađi), Ričard dolazi do krune (tada je već oženjen Anom - prijateljicom iz detinjstva, i ima sina koji zapravo nije njegov). Par dana posle, Ričard postaje bolestan i prenosi bolest na svoju ženu. Saznajemo da se Bakingem zapravo zove Henri, i da je stari Henri živ, ali se ne seća ničega. Bakingem biva pogubljen, zato što je u javnosti poznato da se okrenuo protiv Ričarda, iako to nije istina. Kraljica Ana umire od bolesti, a Ričard odlazi u bitku protiv Ričmondove armije (zlikovac koji se tokom tajmskipa pojavi) gde biva izneveren od jednog od svojih saveznika. Ta bitka se odvila i u stvarnosti i zove se bitka kod Bosvorta. Međutim, Kejtzbi (najverniji Ričardov sluga) uspeva da izbavi Ričarda iz bitke, ali Ričard umire na Kejtzbijevom konju zbog svoje povrede iz bitke. Bar ja tako mislim, pošto u animeu nije rečeno ni da li je umro ni da li je preživeo, ali ja lično mislim da je mrtav. Oba openinga su predivna, a tako je i muzika u animeu veoma dobro odrađena. Jedine zamerke su mi to što je anime "gej" i to što mislim da je trebalo da ga radi neki bolji studio. Ali ovako, predobar i prezanimljiv anime, preporučujem svima, jedino ako vam ne zasmeta neka od navedenih zamerki. Omiljeni Lik: Kejtzbi, Vilijam

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Dangerous Woman

You're a pretty popular singer/songwriter and you're finally back home in Mystic Falls. You reunite with family and friends, piss off an ex, and meet some new interesting people.

Words: 8.6K Author's Note: The songs in this imagine are taken from Billie Eilish and Ariana Grande. I could never take credit for their masterpieces. Haha. Enjoy!

Never in a million years did you think that singing covers of songs and posting them on the internet would land you a record deal. The music label who had shown interest in you just thought you had an amazing singing voice, so they hadn't counted on you being able to actually write your own music as well. So when they wanted you in New York just as you were on the verge of turning sixteen, it took a lot of legal documents being signed and assigning you a temporary legal guardian for you to be able to go. And in between writing and recording, you were homeschooled in order to keep up with your education.

You've been away from Mystic Falls for a little over a year now, making a music album and graduating a few months earlier than expected. Elena was still set to graduate and you were fortunate enough to be able to go home for a brief break and to see your sister walk the stage before you were to leave again.

You had wanted to surprise your brother and sister, so you texted your aunt Jenna for everyone's whereabouts. They were at Mystic Grill, of course, but Jenna was swamped with papers that needed grading and couldn't meet you there. So instead, you dropped by your childhood home to briefly visit with her before freshening up and heading for the Mystic Grill after making sure with Matt that your sister was still there.

Mystic Grill parking lot is nearly full, but you find a spot and then jog to the back entrance. You text Matt that you're there and moments later he's opening the back exit.

"Matt Donovan," you muse, grinning. "Well aren't you a sight for sore eyes."

"YN Gilbert." He grins back, opening his arms for a hug. "It's been too long."

As you pull back, you ask, "So what's going on? I noticed all the vehicles out front."

"Oh yeah. It's karaoke night. It's become quite the popular activity among the highschoolers and slightly older folk around here."

You perk up at that knowledge. "Karaoke, you say? What a perfect way to surprise 'lena and Jer. Anyone else here that I know?"

"Care and Bonnie are with Elena, and Jeremy's playing pool with Tyler and a few other friends." Your nose wrinkles and Matt chuckles, too polite to try and smooth things over between you and your ex. "Uh, the girls are there with some new friends of theirs as well. Not really good people, if you ask me, but the girls are friendly with them so we tolerate them."

"Oh yeah? And who are they?"

"Klaus and Elijah Mikaelson," Matt says. "The Mikaelson family rubbed a bunch of us the wrong way almost as soon as they got into town, but apparently the girls have forgiven them for what they've done. Fortunately three of them left to explore the world, but we can't quite get these last two to leave as well."

You chuckle. "Be nice, Matty. If 'lena, Bonnie and Caroline can look past whatever they've done, I'm sure you can as well."

He rubs the back of his neck, sighing. "It's not that easy, YN."

"Yeah, yeah." You push on his shoulder a bit, grinning. "Well enough about these supposed terrible men. I want to surprise everyone. Have any idea?"

"One," he slowly grins. "Are you up to karaoke your own song?"

"Always."

"Come on then. Tyler won't like this, but we only have one of your songs in our books."

You laugh. "Not to brag, but that particular song has become quite the anthem among the female population. I feel bad already."

"Do you?"

"Nah. Now let's go, Donovan. I wanna see my siblings."

Matt leads you inside, sneaking you around until you're standing on the side stage and listening to some unfortunate soul butcher one of the latest popular songs on the radio. Then when that person's turn is over, he takes the stage.

"Alright, Mystic Grill, how's it going tonight?" Several people drunkenly cheer and you can't help but laugh off to the side. "So normally I'd call up the next person, but I have a special treat for you guys tonight. A friend of mine, most of ours really, has come home. She was a giant pain in my ass, most of our asses really, and I'm pretty sure she set someone's cat's tail on fire. On accident, of course," he amends when there's a scandalized gasp from the crowd.

You can hear a bunch of squealing then, your sister and friends realizing you're home.

"So, Mystic Grill, please give it up for YN Gilbert!"

In the crowd, Elena, Bonnie and Caroline cheer and clap the loudest. Even Jeremy's whooping and hollering, expression ecstatic as his sister takes the stage.

"Sister?" Klaus muses, looking past Caroline and directly at Elena. "How did you hide that from us?"

Elena grins, shrugging. "She took a stage name when she left Mystic Falls, and Isobel and John were smart enough not to mention her when they realized you only knew of me."

"I can't believe she's home," Caroline gushes. "And right before graduation too."

The music starts and the crowd calms, the girls giggling at the song.

"Oh, Tyler's going to be pissed," Bonnie says.

Elijah, who'd been too busy staring at YN Gilbert, frowns as he glances at Miss Bennett. "And why would that be?"

"Because she wrote this song with him in mind." Elena smirks. "Just listen. You'll see."

YN steps up to the microphone and gently cradles the mic on it's stand as she sings, "You called me again, drunk in your Benz. Drivin' home under the influence." Several people wolf-whistle, Bonnie and Elena included.

Caroline turns to Klaus. "They were too young to be in a toxic relationship, but it happened. He wasn't too happy when she left him behind to go record her album, so they tried long distance but it just wasn't meant to be."

Intrigued, Klaus turns in his seat to see the temperamental werewolf glaring at YN on stage and gripping his pool cue in a white knuckled grip

"I don't relate to you. I don't relate to you, no. 'Cause I'd never treat me this shitty. You made me hate this city." She pulls the mic off the stand, walking to the edge of the stage as she pours her heart into the song. "And I don't talk shit about you on the internet. Never told anyone anything bad. 'Cause that shit's embarrassing, you were my everything. And all that you did was make me fucking sad."

It's Elijah and Klaus' turn to chuckle when it appears every female inside Mystic Grill screams the lyrics along with YN. They watch as her presence fills up the stage, the patrons of the establishment whooping and hollering by the time the song is over.

Elena is anxious to get to her sister, but she stays put while the locals have their go at her as she hops off stage. She signs a few napkins and takes several selfies, and it's Jeremy who gets to her first while wrapping her up in a hug that lifts her feet off the floor. They have a quick chat before he ruffles her hair and leaves to join his friends, and then YN is making her way towards Elena's table.

You laugh as your sister hurriedly gets up, making her way around the table and throwing her arms around your neck. "You're home! Why didn't you tell me? Does aunt Jenna know?"

"Of course she does. I stopped there before coming here." Elena is soon replaced by Bonnie and then Caroline, and you chuckle as you take a seat at their table. "So is anyone going to introduce me to the newbies?"

The better dressed of the two clears his throat and offers his hand over the table. "Elijah Mikaelson. It is a surprise and pleasure to meet you, Miss Gilbert."

"Oohh. Fancy," you muse. "It's nice to meet you as well, Elijah." Then turning to his companion, brother really, you say, "Which makes you Klaus. Hello." Klaus smirks as he shakes your hand. "So, what have I missed? Tell me everything."

Bonnie chokes on her drink and Elena's eyes twinkle as the table's occupants glance at one another warily. "You haven't missed much. Not really."

"No? Then where are your boy toys? Do I have to play nice?"

"Oh I think I quite like this Gilbert," Klaus drawls. "You may be my favorite Gilbert."

"Of course I am. I'm adorable." You flutter your eyelashes at him, laughing. "But in all seriousness, do I have to play nice with the Salvatores? I'm not their biggest fan."

Elena groans. "Just.. be nice. To their faces, at least."

Your sister pouts and you kick her lightly under the table. "I'll be nice to Stefan, but at the first sign of snark from Damon all bets are off."

Bonnie nudges her friend. "Come on, Elena. That's fair and you know it. Damon lives to rile up anyone and everyone."

"Fine."

"Right. Well can someone flag down Matty and order me a bacon cheeseburger and fries with a Coke? I need to visit the ladies room."

Bonnie is already flagging down your friend as you quickly vacate the table, heading towards the bathrooms in the back. There's a few people in front of you and you politely wait your turn, taking even more selfies with apparent fans before it's your turn in the bathroom. Then after washing and drying your hands, you exit the bathroom.

However, you don't get too far before a hand is wrapping around your bicep and yanking you back around. You roll your eyes when you meet the angry gaze of your ex-boyfriend. "What do you want, Tyler?"

"Do you think it's funny to sing that stupid song of yours here?"

"What?" You frown. "Matt asked me to sing a song and that was the only one of mine in the books. If you have a problem with it, take it up with management." You try to pull your arm free, but Tyler merely squeezes tighter. "Ow. Let me go, Ty. You're hurting me."

He steps closer to you, lowering his voice though the anger is blazing in his eyes. "You know everyone knows you wrote that song about me. I don't know where the hell you got off smearing me like that. Our relationship wasn't even that bad."

"Really?" You deadpan. "Well my family and our friends think otherwise. Now let me go."

"Listen-"

"I believe the young lady wishes you to remove your hand from her person." Elijah's voice sends shivers down your spine and you stiffen at the way Tyler's expression turns absolutely livid as he looks up over your head. "Remove your hand now before I do it for you."

Tyler sneers, but he smartly releases you. You stumble back, only to have Elijah's hands land gently on your shoulders. "Really, YN? You're chummy with a Mikaelson now?"

"I've only met them less than ten minutes ago, but in the time I've been introduced to them they've been nothing but kind. So if that makes me chummy with them, then yeah. They're a hell of a lot better company than you are."

He scoffs. "Mark my words, Gilbert. These assholes are going to get you killed."

"That's enough, Mr. Lockwood," Elijah says. Tyler glares one last time at you and Elijah, turning on his heel and making his way towards the exit. You sigh and Elijah walks around so that he's in front of you. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." You clear your throat to keep your voice from cracking. "I'm good. Thanks for stepping in."

Elijah smiles and leads you back to the table with the others. The girls are staring at you worriedly, but you wave them off with a chuckle. Bonnie tells you that Matt's working on your food and you try to get comfortable, but your arm is suddenly bothering you. So shimmying out of your jacket as best as you can, you stare down at the arm that's bothering you and frown at the bruise that's already forming there.

"Jesus!" Elena exclaims. "Did Tyler really have to grab you that hard?"

"Well it appears his anger didn't get any better," you say. "Thank God I dodged that bullet."

"He can have a tragic accident on his way home, love. Just say the word and I'll make a phone call."

Caroline gasps at Klaus' declaration and you laugh though Elijah, Bonnie and Elena suddenly look disturbed. "As much as I find that hilarious, you look like the kind of man who would follow through. So for now, we'll table the maiming until he does something that really pisses me off."

Klaus pouts. "Very well."

"So onto a lighter subject," Bonnie finally speaks up. "How long are you here for, YN?"

You look towards Bonnie, grinning. "If you're wondering whether or not I'll be here to see you walk across that graduation stage, I will." She wiggles in her seat happily. "I'm also here to relax and possibly write a couple new songs since my manager says my best songs are inspired from here."

The girls chuckle.

"Are you excited for your tour?" Elena then asks.

"Yes and no," you admit. "I'm excited to travel and see places, but I'm not too excited to be alone on that bus. I'd rather have a friend or two."

Matt chooses that moment to set down your food and drink, and you thank him before he takes his leave.

"We could always take a gap year," your sister suggests.

"And ruin Caroline's carefully concocted plans? I think not." You take your burger in both hands, taking a bite out of it and groaning as the taste explodes all over your taste buds. Then after swallowing and taking a sip of your Coke, you say, "Besides, it's not that long of a tour. I can be a big girl and deal with it."

The first weekend you're home, you spend all the time you can with your family and friends, and meet your aunt Jenna's boyfriend Ric. You meet Damon and Stefan Salvatore, and while Stefan is perfectly tolerable, it's Damon who rubs you the wrong way with his sleazy innuendos and constant flirtation with his brother's girlfriend.

Then Jenna goes back to work while everyone else goes back to school and you're left all on your own. You get yourself reacquainted with Mystic Falls, revisiting all your favorite haunts and shops. And now that you've been introduced to the Mikaelson brothers and Damon, it's like they're everywhere you always seem to find yourself to be. Klaus and Elijah are a delight to be around, whereas Damon always has you coming up with an excuse so you don't have to spend much time with him.

You get yourself a journal and attempt to write, but as you pace around your house you can't seem to find any inspiration. So instead, you grab up a few belongings and head over to Mystic Grill to pick up some food and a drink before heading over to park in the middle of town.

Some fresh air has always done you good, so you pick a picnic table under the shade of a tree and take a seat. Then with your chicken wrap in one hand and a pen in the other, you doodle and write and hope that inspiration will strike soon.

"Why is it that every time I happen upon you, Miss Gilbert, you have food in your hand?" You glance upward, smiling at Elijah as he stands there opposite you with one hand tucked into the pocket of his slacks.

Taking a rather vicious bite of your wrap, you huff a laugh and have to quickly set down your food and cover your mouth while you chew and laugh. Once you wash it down with some soda, you say, "Have you ever heard the saying 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach'?"

His lips twitch in amusement. "Yes. I believe I have."

"Mhm. Well the same can be said about a woman. Get a woman her favorite food and we'll be putty in your hands. For about an hour or so."

"Oh? And what food happens to be your favorite?"

"Chicken wings," you answer without missing a beat. "Boneless and with fries." You pop a fry into your mouth, humming and wiggling happily in your seat. "I love food."

"I can see that." He chuckles as he takes a seat across from you, looking at your opened journal. "Are you getting some writing in?"

"Trying." You shrug. "Nothing's really happened that would make for good music."

"And how important is it that you come up with new material?"

"Not important at all. My manager suggested I come up with one or two songs, but if I don't then it's fine. I wouldn't mind surprising what little fans I have with new content though."

"Well in that case, come along with me. I'm meeting Niklaus a few towns over and I'm sure his tall tales shall inspire something."

"Tall tales? Why Mr. Mikaelson, you speak as if I don't know about all things that go bump in the night and your part in the creation of some of these things."

Elijah goes quiet and the way he's now looking at you makes you feel as if maybe you shouldn't have told him. "Elena told you," he realizes.

"Of course she did. She's my twin." You grin at his still dumbfounded expression. "Elijah, who do you think it was that convinced Elena it was in her best interest to come to an agreement with Klaus? As much as she's in love with Stefan, she doesn't want to be a vampire. She wants all the human experiences and I convinced her that the only way she would have all that is if she had someone very powerful protecting her."

"And you would have that protector be my brother?"

You shrug. "Why not? He needs her blood to make his hybrids and she's easily capable of donating a blood bag every other month. And besides, it pissed off Damon so it was a win-win in my eyes."

"And what of your thoughts on me and my family?"

"You guys had a messy beginning and I'm kinda mad I missed all the drama, but I'm also glad I was out of harm's way before Elena had that talk with Klaus." Elijah doesn't look convinced at your ease with such a secret. "I harbor no ill thoughts towards you and yours. If I did, I'd be bitchy with you like I am with Damon. Honest."

"Who all knows that you know?"

"My family and now Caroline, Bonnie and you. We can let Klaus know that I know so he may speak freely around me, but can we please keep Damon and Stefan in the dark? It's quite fun to see them struggle with censoring their words around me."

"I must admit that I was a bit apprehensive of you knowing about our misdeeds since we've stepped foot in Mystic Falls," Elijah says. He slowly starts to smile then. "But now I find myself quite relieved that you know."

"Mhm. Now how long do you think we can trick your brother before he realizes I know you're all a bunch of bloodsucking fiends?"

His smile drops. "Charming, Miss Gilbert. Very charming."

"I try." You flutter your eyelashes, chuckling as you finish off the last of your food.

Much to your surprise, you find yourself spending more and more time with Elijah. Your family doesn't think much of it since they don't really know, but on more than one occasion aunt Jenna has caught you having lunch with the original vampire.

And the one day they do finally realize just how often you speak with Elijah is when you and your family are brainstorming dinner ideas, and someone rings your doorbell. You answer it and are surprised to see it's a food delivery. Confused, you tell the delivery boy no one at the house had ordered, but he only chuckled and told you there was a note inside. You thank the boy as you take the bags and he tells you not to bother with a tip because he's already been generously paid. Then when you walk back into the kitchen, you set the bags down and slap away Jeremy's hands when he smells the food and reaches for a bag.

The note inside reads: I recall a conversation of ours where you said this was your favorite. I found it impolite to just buy you dinner, so I bought enough for your aunt and siblings as well. I hope you find it quite appetizing. - xx Elijah.

Elena and Jeremy had been absolutely gobsmacked, but they didn't deter you from pursuing the friendship, and aunt Jenna was just amused by the whole situation you found yourself in. And then after texting Elijah to thank him for dinner, you also asked him why he was suddenly sending you food. You had a feeling he had a favor to ask and you were proven right when he invited you to some museum opening that Klaus was eager to go to. Elijah was eager to go too, but he wasn't too eager to listen to his brother blather on about the history they already lived through.

So that's where tonight found you, attending a museum opening on the arms of Elijah and Klaus, but spending most of the night off to the side with just Elijah as he gave you your own history lesson.

When Elijah pulls up to your house later that night, you smile sleepily as he uses his vampire speed for the first time in front of you in order to open your door. He offers you a hand to help you stand up from the passenger seat and then tucks your hand into the crook of his arm as he leads you up the sidewalk and then the porch in front of your house.

"Thank you for accompanying me tonight, Miss Gilbert. I had a wonderful time."

"No. Thank you," you tell him as you turn so you're facing one another, letting your hand fall from his arm. "I absolutely loved hearing the stories from your past. And how many times do I need to tell you? Call me YN."

"YN." Elijah bows his head just a bit as he says your name, lips twitching. "I know we spent all day together, but do you have any plans for tomorrow?"

"I do." You frown before your nose wrinkles. "My producer secured some time in a music booth and I will start recording tomorrow."

His eyebrows raise a little in surprise. "You've found some inspiration?"

"Mhm." You nervously chuckle. "It's a total different vibe than what I'm used to, but-"

"I'm sure it'll be lovely," Elijah's quick to assure you. You can't help but smile at him, this man having absolutely wrecked you for any future romance with anybody else in just the one month you've known him. He grins, no doubt picking up on a semblance of your thoughts and then chuckles when you blush and avert your gaze. "Well since you'll be busy, call me when you're free. We'll grab dinner."

"You spoil me, Mr. Mikaelson." You huff a laugh, shaking your head in amusement. "Be careful or a girl could get used to this treatment."

"Maybe a girl should." His words make you freeze and your eyes subtly widen, and he has the audacity to chuckle. He reaches for your hand then, raising it up to his lips and your breathing ceases altogether. "Until next time," he murmurs before pressing a kiss to your knuckles and then dropping your hand.

Elijah turns and takes his leave, and you watch him the entire time up until he's driving off. You sigh longingly, a stupid grin taking shape as you bite back a squeal. Then turning around, you enter your home and stop short at the sight of Jenna smiling like a loon at you.

"Tell. Me. Everything."

"What? There's nothing to tell."

"Really?" Jenna's right eyebrow raises as she smirks at you. "That blush says otherwise."

You scowl at your aunt and she laughs, and you lighten up a bit as you brush past her. "He's a thousand year old vampire, Jenna. He's not interested in some seventeen year old girl."

"Yeah? Well the amount of times I've caught you two out and about together says otherwise as well," she says. "If he wasn't interested in some seventeen year old girl, then why spend all this time with you and getting you your favorite foods?"

You open your mouth to retort, but promptly shut it a moment later as you stop on the stairs. Huh. Aunt Jenna does have a point. But the longer you think about it, the more it just doesn't make sense. Elijah is a very handsome man and you're just- you're you. "He spends time with me because he's a nice man," you end up telling her as you turn around to look down at her. "And he's in need of some company who isn't his brother or isn't afraid of him for what he's done in the past."

"If you say so," she singsongs. "I want to be the maid of honor at your wedding. I'm going to give the best I told you so speech."

You snort, shaking your head. "I'm going to shower and then to bed. Wanna grab some breakfast before I head out for the day?"

"Of course. Goodnight."

"Night."

The day of your eighteenth birthday arrives and you couldn't be more ecstatic. Jenna was more than happy to host a get-together there at the house, but Klaus took it upon himself to throw the party at his mansion. So instead, you spent the morning with Elena, Jeremy, Jenna and Ric to have a birthday breakfast and lunch before going shopping with the girls for a bit of pre-party fun.

Elena, Bonnie and Caroline know that you have a surprise for everyone, but they don't know what it is. You're anxious, yet excited at the same time, and you decide to surprise your friends even more by dressing like they've never seen you dress before. So when you get home, you pre-snack with your family and friends before you decide to shower and then take over Jeremy's bedroom to get ready.

You pair a black sheer lace crop cami top with a pair of faux-leather, high rise shorts and a pair of ankle booties that give you another four inches. Your eye make-up is a little more smokier than usual and your lipstick a deep maroon color, and you leave your hair in loose waves framing your face. You're checking your reflection in the mirror, moving a strand of hair here and there, and you feel like you're missing something. Your outfit looks good, but as you head over to Jeremy's closet to rummage through his shirts, you grin as you find a dark red plaid flannel. You quickly take it and wrap the sleeves around your waist, tying them in a knot and then looking at your reflection once more.

It's perfect. You're ready.

Mentally preparing yourself, you give yourself a moment before leaving Jeremy's room.

"Are you girls ready? I'm ready to go!" You say as you enter Elena's room. All three females who'd been in the midst of adding some last minute jewelry to their outfits freeze and look you up and down in surprise. "What?" You ask when they don't say anything.

"Where the hell have you been hiding this bod?" Caroline breaks the silence.

"And who are you trying to impress with it?" Bonnie wonders, slowly smirking.

You roll your eyes, chuckling. "It's a special occasion. I wanted to do something different."

"Well keep doing it because you are hot!" Caroline says. "Like seriously hot. We all knew you were pretty, but this? This is-"

"You're definitely getting laid tonight."

"Okay!" Elena laughs, smacking both her friends on the arms. "Leave her alone. YN is stepping out of her comfort zone for once and you're not helping matters."

"It's fine," you assure your sister, "but can you please hurry up? I have a surprise for all three of you in the car."

At hearing there's a surprise for them, the girls hurry to finish getting ready. But then Jenna stops all of you as you're coming down the stairs and has you and Elena pose for some pictures. There are cupcakes she has for you with a single candle in each one and she takes video as you and Elena blow out the flame. Jeremy's already gone, and Jenna tells you that she and Ric will be there later.

It's dark out by the time you and the girls all pile into your vehicle.

"Okay. What's our surprise?" Caroline asks as soon as all the doors are shut.

"So, um, you know how I was supposed to write a new song if inspiration struck?"

"Yeah."

"Well.. it struck. It struck hard," you say. Gathering up your phone, you plug it in and scroll to the finished song that the producer had sent to you just yesterday. "And I want you three to hear part of it first and give me your honest truth about it."

"Why? What's so different about this song that it apparently has you squirming?" Elena asks.

"Let's just say it's different. A lot different than what I've put out so far."

Before anyone else can say anything, you hit play. The music starts and you hide your face in the palms of your hands at how sultry it sounds.

Caroline squeals. "Did you write a sex song?" You groan. "You did! Oh my god."

"Caroline, shut up. I need to hear this," Bonnie says.

You let the song play up until after the first chorus and then stop it. The car is quiet.. and then the squealing starts.

"Your range! Oh my god."

"Who the hell inspired that song?"

You glance at your sister and you bite the inside of your cheek when you see her knowing grin. "Has he heard it?"

"He? There's a he?" Caroline perks up. "Spill it right now, young lady!"

"First off, it's just a crush," you say. "I can't help what comes out once I've been inspired. And secondly, thoughts?"

"Uh," you sister huffs, "amazing! I obviously knew you could sing, but this? This was so good!"

"It's definitely different, but it's a good different. I hope whoever inspired this song inspires more because it's hot!"

"You need to make that available online because I need to download it asap," Caroline says.

You chuckle. "The fans will hear it first while on tour and it'll be available afterward. But.. I am singing the song tonight at the party." The girls cheer. "Klaus is the only one who knows because I got him to compel the guests to not record when I sing."

Elena starts to smile. "Has Klaus heard the song?"

"No. If he had heard it beforehand, he'd never let me live it down."

"Never let you live it down?" Caroline frowns. "Why would- oh my god! Elijah? You wrote that song about Elijah?!"

Bonnie's eyes widen and you groan some more, and Elena takes it upon herself to fill them in the live-action slowburn between you and the Original. There's lots of squealing, teasing and laughter, but when it dies down some you take the moment to finally start driving.

When you get to the Mikaelson mansion, you groan at all the vehicles already lining the driveway. Apparently Klaus didn't get the memo that you wanted a small party.

"Caroline, I'm going to kill your boyfriend."

"He's not my boyfriend, YN. He's just- he's Klaus."

"Well it looks like your Klaus or whatever invited the whole goddamn town." You frown. "How the hell am I supposed to have fun when Tyler's glaring at me the entire time?"

"Tyler's still giving you trouble?" Elena asks.

"He pretty much leaves me be, but if he sees me out with Elijah or Klaus he turns into a wrathful prick."

"Typical," Caroline huffs.

"Well whatever," Bonnie says. "Tonight is your and Elena's night. If he starts trouble, I'm flinging his ass out of the party and putting up a barrier so he can't go back in."

Feeling a little bit better about the situation, you park and lock up your vehicle as soon as everyone's out. Bonnie and Caroline walk ahead, arm in arm, and you do the same with Elena. The music is already thumping and though you're excited, you're kind of dreading singing your song now.

As soon as you enter the house, you keep walking because the party is in the backyard. And when you get back there, you're surprised at the crowd that's already dancing under twinkling lights that've been strung up. There's a makeshift dance floor that's been put together atop the lawn and a DJ doing his utmost to keep the crowd going.

Almost immediately Caroline and Bonnie disappear into the crowd, and Stefan steals your sister away after wishing you a happy birthday. You wave at a few friends, accepting hugs and cheek kisses as you walk around looking for a familiar face that you're happy to spend some time with.

Surprisingly, it's Klaus you find first.

"Went a little overboard, don't you think?" You muse as you sidle up to him.

Klaus turns to you, smirk forming as his eyebrows raise in surprise. "Well, well. Don't you look-"

"Don't. Just don't." He chuckles and you shake your head, grinning.

"I like it. And I think my brother will like it too."

"Who said I care about what your brother thinks?"

"It's all in your heartbeat, love. Always gets a little faster when you're with him." You manage to hold it together for a few seconds before your shoulders sag. Klaus slings an arm around your shoulders and tucks you into his side. "I don't know why you're so worried. He's trying for you too." He points at something in the distance and you follow to where he wants you to look.

It takes you a second to realize who you're looking at and your eyes widen at what you see. The usually prim and proper Elijah Mikaelson is now in a plain dark tee with its sleeves pushed up to his elbows and dark washed jeans. There are a gaggle of girls who can't seem to keep their eyes off of him, and even one brave individual who attempts to speak with him.

"Who gave him the right?!" You quietly seethe. Klaus shakes with suppressed laughter and you absentmindedly swat at him. "Normally he looks like a snack in those suits of his, but right now he's looking like a goddamn full course meal!"

He barks out a laugh then and it surprisingly catches his brother's attention. You freeze when Elijah meets your gaze head on and then you nervously wave at him. He smiles before saying something to the girl who's trying to gain his attention and then steps past her to make his way towards you.

"And that's my cue to go."

Your head snaps up and you try to grip onto Klaus' shirt, but he easily pulls out of your grasp. "You're a dead man, Klaus. I'm telling Caroline you're an asshole!" But he merely laughs at you before winking, turning around to disappear into the crowd.

"Do I want to know what Niklaus has done this time?" You straighten up at Elijah's voice and paste on a smile. You manage to hold it for three seconds before you laugh and shake your head, Elijah then chuckling along with you. However, his gaze drops as he looks you up and down, and you curse your heartbeat for speeding up. "You look beautiful."

"Thank you." You blush. Then wrangling your feelings together, you say, "And you look- very handsome. I don't think I've ever seen you out of a suit."

"Well even though I am the oldest here at your party, I didn't want to look the part of a chaperone. I wanted to.. blend in, I suppose."

You look him up and down, subtly gulping. "Well this look is definitely working for you. Kudos, Mr. Mikaelson, for looking like a snack."

"A snack?" He muses. "Not a full course meal?"

You freeze as your gaze snaps up to meet his own and you find him smiling. Your face flames and he chuckles. "You, uh, you heard that, did you?"

"I did."

"And Klaus knew you could hear me, didn't he?"

"He did." Your eyes widen as you're about to curse his brother, but his next words stop you in your tracks. "And he wasn't wrong. About me trying for you too."

"W-What?"

Elijah merely smirks, producing a wrapped present from his back pocket. You stare at it until he tells you to take it and open it, and you're pleasantly surprised at the blue moon locket inside. As you lift the silver chain and smile fondly at it, he takes it from your hand and has you turn around so he can put it around you. The locket settles right above your cleavage and you touch the pendant as a fond smile forms.

You turn to face Elijah, a thank you on the tip of your tongue, but he brushing your hair behind your right ear has your voice completely abandoning you. He smirks as you blush yet again. "Happy birthday, Miss Gilbert." He then leans in and you hold your breath as he kisses your cheek. "Now go have fun. We'll speak later."

Elijah turns and walks away, a certain swagger in his step that has you staring a little longer than necessary. Then once he's out of sight, you walk around in a daze until you spot Klaus and Damon having a conversation that looks as if he's slowly riling up the Salvatore vampire.

Walking towards them, you grab Damon's drink from his hand and down it in one swig. You grimace at the burning and then hand him the empty glass while addressing Klaus. "Your brother is a goddamn tease. I'm gonna climb him like a tree."

Klaus snorts inelegantly, leaving Damon an opening. "Like hell you are."

Your gaze slides to Damon's put out expression. "And why not? I mean it's not like he's going to seduce me, fuck me, feed off of me and then compel me," you say a little too innocently. "That's a Damon Salvatore special, isn't it?"

Damon rears back in shock. "Caroline told you?"

"No. Elena did," you say. "She's kept me up to date with everything almost as soon as it happened. And you, Damon, are not my favorite person so if I were you, I'd tread carefully."

His shock morphs into disbelief. "And the Mikaelson's are? You don't know what they've done, YN."

"Quite the opposite, Damon. If Elena hadn't told me everything, then Klaus and Elijah sure did. I'm quite impressed by everything they've seen and done."

"And you're just okay with it?"

"Well yeah. After that little hiccup with Elena's sacrifice, who do you think it was that convinced her to talk to Klaus and come to an agreement?" Damon shakes his head as if he can't believe what he's hearing. "My sister refuses to become a vampire, Damon, and I'll be damned if I let you or your brother turn her without her consent. So what if she has to donate one bag of blood every other month? At least she now has Original protection so she can live a happy, human life."

"You're unbelievable."

You shrug, expression stony. "I'm just looking out for my twin. Jeopardize her standing with the Mikaelson's and I'll stake you myself." Then smiling, you look at Klaus and wiggle your eyebrows. "Give me about an hour or so to blow off some steam and then it's my time to shine. The girls already know and have already heard part of the song."

"And?"

"I'm either gonna die of embarrassment or end the night as one happy girl."

Klaus laughs as you then take his drink, walking off to finally enjoy your party.

You hadn't planned on letting Damon know you knew all about the supernatural, but there was no going back now. The cheerful atmosphere of the party is infectious and you can't help but join in as you slide between a couple of your classmates. The music has you swaying and grinding, and you down the drink in hand before passing off the glass to someone else.

You don't know how long you've been dancing when Caroline finds you, hurrying you inside and into a bathroom. She tells you, you need to freshen up if you plan to seduce Elijah and then proceeds to wet a hand towel and wipe you down. You're laughing the entire time, but Caroline really knows what she's doing and makes you feel like you aren't a sweaty mess. Then when her job is done and you find yourself outside once more, Elena and Bonnie are waiting for you.

"Is it too late to be compelled?" You ask.

"Yep." Both Elena and Bonnie hook their arms with yours.

"No time like the present to get over that stage fright," Bonnie says.

"I don't have stage fright," you mumble. "I have Elijah fright."

"Relax." Elena squeezes your arm. "You're freaking out for nothing."

"Maybe."

As you make your way to the DJ's booth, Klaus is there to greet you with a microphone. Smirking, he hands it over. "Is this something I'm going to want to record?"

"Only if it doesn't end up on the internet. This is a brand new song that isn't supposed to be unveiled until I'm on tour," you say.

"Excellent. I just need something to send to Kol and Rebekah. They're going to be upset they missed this."

You chuckle. "Mhm. Let's just hope this is something actually worth capturing on video first." Klaus leans over and mentions something to the DJ, and the music lowers. Mumblings of confusion start to erupt because the entertainment has suddenly gone away and your sister nudges you forward. Raising the microphone to your mouth, you say, "Hey, guys. So, uh, I know birthday parties are all about guests giving presents, but I thought I'd give you all a little something instead."

Several people whoop and cheer, and you smile as Jenna and Ric push themselves to the front of the crowd. They're not the only familiar faces though because you spot Jeremy, Tyler, Matt, Stefan and a clearly annoyed Damon dotted all along the front lines.

"I was instructed to write a new song or two and I'm happy to say I've actually written one. But- But!" You say a little louder as the crowd gets excited. "It's new and I'm not supposed to be singing this, so if you aren't my sister or my aunt or my best of friends, then please do not record this. I can't afford to have this song hit the internet before I'm ready to release it worldwide."

The crowd seems to murmur their agreement, Klaus' compulsion no doubt kicking in and making them not go for their phones. As a last minute decision, you have everyone step back some off the dance floor. You have your friends bring in some chairs, placing them in front of the crowd and then take a single chair for yourself as you face them. Then spotting Elijah, a wicked idea comes to mind.

Suddenly feeling very bold, you smirk across the dance floor at him. "Elijah," you purr into the microphone, "why don't you come up here and take a seat?"

Elena and Jenna grin at one another, Bonnie gapes, and Caroline's hands come up to cover her mouth as she squeals. Damon, Stefan, Matt and Tyler all tense, but you only have eyes for Elijah who narrows his eyes at you but whose lips twitch in amusement.

As Elijah walks across the dance floor, you turn the chair so that when he sits the whole crowd will see his side profile. He stops just in front of you before turning and taking his seat. "What are you up to, Miss Gilbert?" He asks as he looks up at you.

You wink. "Just sit there and enjoy the show because this is only happening once." Then looking up, you inhale and exhale deeply to calm your nerves. At the forefront of the crowd sits Elena, Jenna, Klaus, Caroline and Bonnie. The rest of the boys stand behind them or to their sides, eagerly awaiting just what you have in store for them. "So this new song is.. different," you tell the crowd. "You all got to listen and jam out along to my teenage angst, and now you get to hear something from me that's a lot more grown up than what I'm used to."

Bonnie wolf-whistles and Klaus readies his phone to record the performance. You chuckle and then look towards the DJ, giving him the signal to start the music.

The beat starts and Jenna's eyes widen, she snapping her attention to Elena. "Yep. I know," Elena says, grinning. "But just listen. It gets a whole lot sexier."

YN walks her fingers along Elijah's shoulders, letting a completely different persona take over for the duration of the song. "Don't need permission. Made my decision to test my limits. 'Cause it's my business, God as my witness, start what I finished."

Jeremy leans down between his aunt and sister. "Uh, did either of you know YN could sing like this?"

"Nope." Both answer.

"And we're all okay with her apparently seducing a Mikaelson?"

"Yep."

He shrugs. "Okay then."

YN's left hand stops on Elijah's left shoulder before she slides it down his chest. "All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God. Don't ya stop, boy." She quickly walks around, throwing her leg over his lap and straddling his thighs. Her free hand immediately goes to the back of his head, grasping his short hair and pulling his head back as she leans in close. "Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman. Somethin' 'bout, something' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't. Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout.."

"His hands are gripping YN's hips awfully tight." Ric grimaces.

"Sexy bruises." Caroline waves him off. "Leave it alone." She whistles as her friend practically gives the Original vampire a lap dance in front of a crowd of people.

"I am definitely not letting Elijah live this down," Klaus says as he continues to record.

YN sings some more, dancing around Elijah or sitting on his lap when there's a growl from behind them. Klaus tenses as he sees Tyler take a step forward in his peripheral vision, but surprisingly the Bennett witch is the one who speaks up.

"One more step, Tyler, and you will regret it." The wolf freezes and glances down at his friend in shock. "YN made her decision a long time ago. It's time for you to move on."

"Are you seriously okay with her pursuing whatever this is with Elijah knowing what he is?"

Bonnie raises an eyebrow at him. "YN knows very well what Elijah is. In fact, she knows what we all are. You included."

His expression slackens and Klaus goes back to enjoying the performance. Though he's plenty happy with what he has with Caroline, he has to admit that the Gilbert girl has a set of pipes on her.

By the time you finish singing, you're sitting in Elijah's lap with one hand gripped in his shirt. You're panting a little heavily- one because you're a little out of breath and two because adrenaline is still coursing through your veins- and you freeze in place as Elijah's hands grasp the sides of your face to pull you into a heat searing kiss.

The crowd erupts and you smile against his mouth before tilting your head to let him deepen the kiss. But ever the proper gentleman, Elijah ends the kiss with a chaste peck to your lips. "To be continued," he murmurs, sending a shiver down your spine. He smirks since he actually feels it.

"Mhm. Yeah. Sure."

"You still have to cut your cake."

"Pft. Cake? I don't need cake."

Elijah's lips twitch. "My brother is still recording."

His words bring you up short and clear away the haze that had settled over your mind. You tense in his lap before turning to find his brother in the crowd. "Niklaus Mikaelson, you better stop recording right this instant."

Your girls all laugh as Klaus pouts and lowers his phone. "Take all my fun."

You stick around Mystic Falls long enough to see Elena, Caroline and Bonnie walk the stage, splitting the time between your family and friends, and Elijah. You even get to meet Kol and Rebekah who rushed back to Mystic Falls in order to meet you after Klaus sent them the video from your birthday. Kol was a little flirt, but finally took the hint you would never be interested after Elijah pinned him to the wall and threatened him with some mystical dagger. And Rebekah was just happy to see her usually poised brother let loose a little.

You had wanted to help the girls move into their shared dorm at Whitmore College, but your time was cut short and you needed to get ready yourself. You knew leaving your family and friends was going to be hard, but you hadn't counted on becoming so attached to Elijah so quickly.

"Do not fret," Elijah says as you stand outside the bus, hands gently holding both sides of your neck with his thumbs pressed under your chin to have you looking upward. "I'll drive out to a few of your concerts when I'm able to."

"Yeah, yeah. So you've said."

He grins. "Go say goodbye to your family. There's a surprise waiting for you on the bus."

You're eager to see what surprise he has in store for you, but he's right. You need one last goodbye with your family. So you walk towards where your family and friends wait, rolling your eyes at their smirks and wiggling eyebrows. Aunt Jenna is the only one who cries, but Ric's there to comfort her and assure her that you're a smart kid and would stay out of trouble. Elena, Jeremy, Bonnie and Caroline all hug you, wishing you a fun and successful tour.

"Well it's been fun, but I think I should get going," you say.

Suddenly the bus door swings open and Rebekah Mikaelson stands there. "It's about bloody time! Come on then. Let's get going."

You gape at the blonde Original and then turn towards an amused Elijah. "My surprise is your sister?"

"Yes. She finds that she quite likes our music and I find that I don't like you being all on your lonesome."

You purse your lips at him, grinning a moment later. "Well it could be worse. My chaperone could be Kol."

"He wanted to come," Rebekah muses, "but Elijah and I forbade it. However, I wouldn't be surprised if he purchases tickets for every concert just to be a nuisance."

You laugh. "That's fine. But are you sure you want to come with? I'm sure it'll be quite boring while on the bus, not to mention the rather cramped sleeping quarters."

"Positive. Besides, I've always wanted a sister." Your eyes widen and Rebekah laughs as Elijah pinches the bridge of his nose. "Now come on. We've got to get on the road so I can tell you everything embarrassing that's ever happened to Elijah."

[elejah-wonderland]

Hellbound/1

Fanfiction

Part 1

This a tvd+to fanfiction story. Totally AU.

Premise:

The Mikaelsons helped the Mystic Falls Scoobies fight a clan of ancient werewolves called the Hundings. Klaus and Caroline paid the ultimate price, as well as Damon. But as it is the case in the magical world of the Mystic Falls vampires, death is not the end.

There is also a new adventure looming for the Mystic Falls Scoobies and their now friends, the Original vampires, as everything is somehow always connected to them. And so, they are Hellbound…

Main pairings_ Elijah MIkaelson x Elena Gilbert,

Rebekah Mikaelson x Stefan Salvatore

Kol Mikaelson x Bonnie Bennett

Damon Salvatore x Katherine Pierce

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thanks for reading - xoxo

* nate and kat gif is not mine

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As they landed Elena in Nova Scotia, Elena switched her phone on. There was a voicemail mesage from Jeremy. She played it.

"I guess you're on the plane. Hm-Caroline and Klaus were just here, as ghosts. Call me."

The Original siblings looked at one another stunned to hear the message. Elena made the call to Jeremy.

"Hey -we just landed." Elena said as her brother picked up the call.

"Hey... yeah... Caroline and Klaus woke me up."

"It was really them?!"-Rebekah said.

"As their ghostly self, yes." Jeremy replied.

"What did they say and why did they contact us?" Elijah said.

Jeremy now told them what Caroline told him.

"Sigrid Mikaelson?!" Kol uttered."Have you ever heard this name? Do we have more syblings we didn't know about?!"

"Who says we are the only Mikaelsons?!" Rebekah said.

Now Stefan raised a question,"What about your cousins?"

"Father didn't have any brothers or sisters" Rebekah explained.

"What about Grandmothers?" Bonnie then said.

"Not by that name." Elijah said.

"How much do you really know about your family?"-Stefan said looking at the Original vampires.

"You're right." Elijah said "It looks like so much is shrouded in secrets. But why?" "And why did my grandmother have it?" Bonnie said.

"Ok. Talk to you later, Jer. If they come to you again- call us." Elena said to him and gung up.

"Let's get settled and we can start with the research" Elijah suggested.

They all agreed.

Elijah had found a suitable house where they could all stay together.

****

New York, NY

Sophie packed her bag. She looked at the e-mail Bonnie had sent her.

"Grams told me that she doesn't know anything about a map. She has never been to Nova Scotia."

"Does it ever stop with the Mikaelsons?!" the witch muttered to herself looking at the clock. She then put her jacket on and picked up her keys. She glanced once more back at the apartment to make sure she hadn't forgotten something and then picked up her bag and walked out of the apartment.

***** Yarmouth, Nova Scotia

A woman played with a four year old child in her garden.

"Ok...now you throw me the ball back” the woman said smiling at her daughter,"that's really good Rae."

And as she was about to throw the ball back to the girl, she saw a woman come into the garden.

"Hello, Hayley. Is that Rae?! She has really grown?!" the woman said.

Hayley shot a nasty look at the woman and then her grandmother hearing the voice of the visitor came out and took the girl back into the house not to watch the women exchanging insults.

"What do you want Francesca?" Hayley said in a stanoffish manner, " I told you not to come around the house?

"Where then? In the bar, where everyone can here about werewolf and witch business?!"  Francesca said.

"I am done with the witches. I told you that."-Hayley said.

"I know that it is not in your nature to just give up your alpha status."-the witch continued.

"You don't know what parents are capable to do to save their own. I just want a peaceful life with my daughter. I don't care about the ancient crap and territory and who owns what. I told you I am done!" Hayley spat and turned to walk towards the house.

"Well, this is about your daughter"-Francesca said.

Hayley turned around and charged at the witch, who had no problem stopping her with her magic.

"I heard it on the witch grapevine that someone is looking to raise an old powerful witch back to life."

"Leave me alone. I am not the leader of the pack. Go and talk to Cat about it." Now Hayley's grandma came out.

"Rae needs you"  the old woman said to Hayley.

"Go Francesca and leave us alone." Hayley sifted.

"As you wish. But don't say I warned you" the witch said and left the garden.

Hayley got into the house and saw that the child was watching the TV serenely.

"Why did you call me in? Rae is fine."- Hayley said.

"I just wanted you away from her. We made a deal with the pack and not with the witch. As you told her you are no longer the leader, so I don't know what she wants from you?!" the old woman said.

"We should have gone the night I gave up everything. She will always want something of us." Hayley looked at a photo of her and a man standing next to her hugging her."Jackson would still be alive." *

In Halifax, Elena and the rest of the gang made themselves comfortable in the house they rented.

Bonnie used the spell Sophie taught her to make the place private as they were too many vampires ears around.

Elena had ordered food for them and Rebekah went for a fresh supply off blood for them with Stefan.

Kol played on his computer trying to cross-reference the latest trails Sophie had sent earlier about two witches coven in Nova Scotia that might have some knowledge about the map.

"Anything?" Bonnie asked as she got into the kitchen.

"No. Loads of dead ends. I think it was done on purpose or they have closed ranks for some reason," Kol said,"but here is a name. Dumas. Heloise."

"A witch?" Elena looked at the vampire tilting her head.

"Oh, yes. Not just any." Kol's eyes shone with the discovery.

Elijah now walked in and asked him about the lead.

"I heard them talk about her. She possessed powers apparently like our mother. It was rumored that she was a werewolf too." Kol said.

"A hybrid witch? Is there a picture?" Elena inquired.

Kol showed them the photograph of the woman.

" Right, now we have to figure out what her coven has to do with you, the Mikaelsons?!

" Sophie thinks that these two covens being the oldest had to have some knowledge of the past?!"

Kol now enhanced the photo-" look on the broach on her blouse- the sign-it's like triple crescent moons?!"

Elijah looked at it and so did the others.

"This sign was on the map, too."- he said and got the map out to verify it.

"There it is!"Kol said." Sophie, you badass!"

"Now we only need to find the coven now" Elijah said satisfied with the prompt result.

"Ok, Kol said. Let's go and snoop around town! Anyone for a good night out?!"-he looked at Bonnie, and turned to his sister and Stefan adding, "the lovebirds here will probably snooze in front of a TV and watch a silent film"

“Shut up” Rebekah snapped at her brother. 

Elijah rolled his eyes a bit, and turned to the doppelganger. "Elena, how about a drink? It feels a tad bit stuffy in this house?!"

"I'd love a drink." Elena said smiling.

”Right. We will leave you to have your meal.” Elijah said and turned to his brother asking him if he could have a word with him.

Elena and Bonnie sat down to eat.

"I still can't get over that all this is so pretty normal with them." Bonnie said.

"Weirder things have happened. I so would like to know how Caroline and Klaus get on? Is it still honeymoon or did they rip each other's ghostly heads-off?!" Elena said.

**** Plantation house, near New Orleans

Katherine finished her gardening work and went into the kitchen to wash her hands. She took some vegetables out and started dicing them.

"Katherine Pierce in a domestic mode?! I must be in Hell." a voice so very familiar uttered making Katherine turn around slightly shocked pointing the knife at the person instinctively.

"D-Damon?! How...what blasting magic is this?" Katherine said seeing Damon leaning on the back of a chair.

"You can see me?!" Damon then said.

"I can see you. I can hear you?!" the doppelganger uttered still amazed. She approached him wanting to touch him, but it was clear that he was in his ghost form. "You've come to haunt me?!"

"To haunt?! Maybe?! I have been here the whole time. I have seen everything. You all burying me. Them going away. You crying over me. Very touching" "Even as a ghost you have to be an ass."-Katherine replied miffed.

"Hey, come on, even you have to admit that is a bit wacky all this- you, the great Katherine Pierce not that selfish. Showing all your real emotions! But... how come you can see me all of a sudden?! This morning, you couldn't see me when I was lurking?!"

"First, Don't call me Katherine. My name is Katerina. Secondly, there is magic involved. I am not a medium like Jeremy"

"Where is he, btw? And why are you still here? I saw Elijah leaving you plenty of money and the deeds to this property?! Elena must have been really pissed- though I saw you to talking about me. All sweet like two lost sisters?!" "I have to find a witch to make you go away. Maybe those crazy werewolves didn't bite you well enough" Katherine said taking her phone calling Elijah. *

Downtown Halifax, Nova Scotia, Rebekah compelled a man after she had a quick drink turning to Stefan.

"Ok. I just had to have a bit of fresh blood." Rebekah said. " I just can't go on with the pig blood diet of yours!"

"I didn't say anything, did I?"  Stefan said.

"No, but you just looked at me the way you look at me?! Ah, ok...what did they want? Have they all figured out?"- Rebekah asked as Stefan read Elena's message.

"Here- " he showed her the triple crescent symbol and the picture of the witch, and her name - Heloise," Rebekah said, "right, witch hunt it is!"

"So, the Miakaelsons started from where exactly?"  Stefan asked.

"Great great-grandfather was from Gotland. Then he went to what we now know as Estonia. Father told us that his family always wanted to get richer and trade more. And they did. They said that the winters would be very harsh and it was hard to farm and keep the animals, and they have always wanted to go places. There was one story mother told us once, and that four children died because the village they were living in got trapped by snow. That was probably my great great great grandfather Mikaelson. I don't know. And he was left with one son, who survived. He took his woman and they left for Gotland.Well, it is obvious that my mother and father got to England. There is nothing after the Hunding battle, is there? Something must have happened?!" Rebekah gave an extensive account.

They walked into a bar and asked for drinks.

"So, the plague happened in Estonia?! Who moved to England?!"

"My parents married in Estonia. I know that much. The left because all of their stock died and people were dying of some disease. At least that's what my father told us. When they would talk about family in those days it was in the manner of the sagas. They were tales of worthy men. Epic work of fiction. " Rebekah said.

"Hey, blondie, bring us some more beer over here?! Do your job. You can" a drunken man said to Rebekah mistaking her for the waitress.

Before the man could say anything more, Stefan had him by the throat sifting, "You don't speak to my girlfriend that way or I will tear you head off right here, right now! Apologize!"

The man apologized quickly and Stefan let him go.

Rebekah looked at Stefan with eyes wide open. His sudden outburst was something she didn't expect of him although it flattered her that he official called her his girlfriend.

"That's what you get when you go into a dive!" Rebekah said and now kissed Stefan seeping with passion. She pulled him out of the bar into the back alley.

"This was the hottest thing ever coming from you!" she said and pulled him onto her. He now had a taste of the human blood that he felt in Rebekah's mouth. It made him lose his control and he bit into her neck. Ever since the battle of the Hundings and Damon passing away, Stefan's personality shifted slightly. He had angry ripper outbursts at times, or he would completely shut out and seemed not to care.

Rebekah pulled him off of her.

"Stefan?!"

He looked at her horrified at his actions.He wanted to run off, but she caught him reading his inentions in his eyes and he slumped on the floor screaming.

"I don't want this. What is wrong with me?!"

"Shshsh" Rebekah embraced the vampire. "I won't drink from humans anymore...sorry... you will be all right. We will sort this out.  I promise! I love you"

*

Somewhere not far from Rebekah and Stefan were stuck in an alley, Kol, Elijah, Elena and Bonnie walked into a bar.

"Let's see what Taboo has to offer us"  Kol said. “70s night! There you go. Great music.”

"What are you ladies drinking?" Elijah asked Elena and Bonnie.

"Beer" Bonnie said and Elena nodded in agreement.

Elijah went to the bar to get the drinks. "We forget research tonight.” Bonnie said.

"I can smell werewolf scent" Elena then remarked. Bonnie looked surprised at her.

"Trust me, being able to smell things like a vampire is pretty gross. If werewolves are here, vampires are not. " Elena said.

"Would they lead us to the covens?!" Bonnie said.

"Sophie said these witches are connected with werewolves?! " Elena said. "Like I need to see a werewolf so soon."

Elijah returned with the drinks. He brought some shots with the beers. Kol joined them.

"My brother learns fast." Kol said taking a shot.

"Come on, let's dance!" he took Bonnie by the hand. She protested a little but got carried away with the music.

"He is totally - easy tonight." Elena said looking at Kol, who seemed a fun loving-self.

And when he was in good mood, the Original shone like no one else. As the karaoke stage was freed, he had Bonnie do a duet with him.

“They say that you are an amazing singer.”

“And what if I was?” Bonnie cocked an eyebrow at the vampire.

“I am not bad myself.”

The witch rolled her eyes. “You so love yourself.”

“Darling, there is nothing bad in excercising self-love. Ok - how about this one - Elton John and Kiki Dee - ‘Don’t go breaking My Heart.”

“You know Elton John’s music?” Bonnie was surprised to say the least.

“I am in with the times. Though 70s was forty-odd years ago. I’m not like Elijah. I like pop culture. Right. Ready?” Kol took the mic.

Don't go breaking my heart I couldn't if I tried Honey, if I get restless Baby, you're not that kind

Don't go breaking my heart You take the weight off me Oh, honey, when you knock on my door Ooh, I gave you my key

Ooh-hoo, nobody knows it When I was down I was your clown Ooh-hoo, nobody knows it, nobody knows Right from the start I gave you my heart Oh oh, I gave you my heart

Everyone present was impressed as both of them showed they had a great talent, plus they made it even more fun, playing off as if they were a couple.

“I can’t believe how good they are” Elena said.”Wow, he is a totally - yeah.” Elena said and took a swag of the beer herself, and swayed a bit to the beat, looking at Elijah.

"He agreed to use a herb to keep his attacks of rage under control." Elijah said. "We had a long talk about - a lot of things. One is his behaviour. He wishes he could earse some of the things he had done.

" I wish I could erase and rewind, too -at least some things." Elena said.

"Wouldn't we all?!" Elijah said pensively taking a swag of the beer.

“No negativity tonight.” Elena suddnely got up. “I’m going to dance. You?”

Elijah swayed his had as in no. Shrugging with her shoulders, the doppelganger acknowledged that this was not his thing and now went to the crowd that danced to Kennetts second song.

Continuing with his beer, Elijah’s eyes were fixed on Elena. Whenever he was around her he felt an unusual tingling happiness cross his heart. For years his feelings were so neutral nearly all the time. Love was something he had stopped believing in. Up to the day, he came to Mystic Falls again and met her. The third doppelganger. And those months around her, getting to know her brought the feelings he had thought were safely guarded out. He started to feel love, joy and happiness so strongly it made him tingle right down to his bones.

Elena, who was in full dancing mode, now turned to Elijah inviting him to come join her.

“Come on” Elena said with a broad smile. “I know it’s not the cotillion - actually it is much easier.”

“I don’t know -” Elijah said standing up.

Seeing his brother with Elena in a semi -tug, Kol, who had noticed Elijah tiptoing around the doppelganger, chose a softer song, compelling the person, who wanted to get them off the stage to go away and just have delirious fun and let them be.

“What’s up with you?” Bonnie said galring at the Original.

“Look - Elena is trying to get Elijah to dance - and knowing my brother - he needs something more slower and softer - this one is for them.”

“What are you talking about?” Bonnie said.

“Elijah and Elena need a push - you missed so much being away in the underworld - help me here.”

“This one.” Bonnie said as she saw the Bee Gees’ How Deep Is Your Love.

“Perfect” Kol said and got the song going.

As they started singing, Bonnie turned her head to the dancing area. Her friend and the Original were now slowly swaying to the song. She of course knew the song so well, as her gramps used to play it often. Strangely, after a very long time they were having fun.

Rebekah and Stefan, who finally appeared in the bar, were not surprised to see Kol being the master of ceremonies.

“There is Elena with Elijah - finally” Rebekah said as her eyes caught her eldest brother dancing with the doppelganger.

“Wanna dance, too?” Stefan said to his girlfriend.

“Yeah,” Rebekah said,”crazy dancing fun is what we need and lots of it cuz something tells me there isn’t going to be much fun soon.”

***

In the spirit world, Caroline stood next to the window in the room resembling very the Lockwood Mansion. Her mind wondered to a moment a few weeks back.

Flashback

Tyler stood next to Caroline.The light around them shone like it was the brightest sunny day they had ever seen. Three women came to them. They were the norn elders.

"You are granted the wish your hearts desired. We are eternelly greatful for your sacrifice." and as they said it the women disappeared.

As Caroline turned around she found herself in a room so very familiar to her.

"This can't be?! Am I dead - really dead?" the blonde uttered and she found herself in her room. She walked down the stairs to the living room. Her eyes couldn't believe who she saw was standing in it.

"Caroline?!" Klaus uttered in amazment seeing the blonde standing in the room.

Without a word, Caroline went into his arms, squeezing him tightly.

"They let you go!" she exclaimed happily. Then looked at the hybrid.

"My darling" Klaus said smiling a bit and then kissed her.

Soon it became all too clear to Caroline that she had passed away into the spirit world. The reward for fighting bravely against the Hundings was that she could spend eternity with Klaus, lessening his sentence by alowing him to be with her. His blood ultimatively helped make Elena the one who could whitstand the Hunding king.

“Hey, love” Klaus touched the blonde’s shoulder lightly, “are you all right?”

“I am” Caroline said turning to face the hybrid. “It is still kind of weird that we are here - wherever this is. It definitely isn’t the other side - or?”

“It’s not.”Lexi said entering from the side room. “Ok, you guys, I’ve got something.” The former vampire now also a ghost passed a scroll to Klaus. "He used all of us to channel the dark magic helping the witches from underworld awake. And here is something I found he left behind. Do you understand what it says?”

Fylliz fiǫrvifeigra manna,rýðr ragna siǫtrauðom dreyra.Svǫrt verða sólskinof sumor eptir,veðr ǫll vályndVitoð ér enn, eða hvat?

Klaus read it and translated immediately,"It sates itself on the life-blood of fated men, paints red the powers' homes with crimson gore. Black become the sun's beams in the summers that follow,weathers all treacherous. Do you still seek to know? And what?"

"What does it mean?" Caroline wanted to know.

"That's from Ragnarok" Klaus said pensively.

"Right, can you be more specific?!" Caroline looked at him anxiously.

"All Hell will break loose." Klaus said simply.

***

In Yarmouth, Nova Scotia, Hayley returned home from her friends with her daughter Rae. She called for her grandmother walking in the kitchen. The old woman was lying on the floor covered in blood. "Gramps" Hayley tried desperately to wake the woman up. “Please, wake up. Gramps, please.” Taking the woman’s hands the werewolf noticed strange markings made on her palm. It was the triple crescent moon symbol.

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

~Shenanigans from when the NE brother’s were younger~

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(Context: Jersey brought York along with him to do something stupid and York ended up getting hurt. Mass ain’t pleased.)

Mass: York, step out of the room for a few minutes. I need to have a talk with my dear twin brother.

Jersey: W-WAIT NO DON’T LEAVE PLEASE STAY-

Mass: York, leave.

Jersey: NO PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME WITH HER!! I’M YER FAVORITE OLDER SIBLING RIGHT?! (This is before Mass transitioned 🏳️‍⚧️)

Mass: York, fàg a-nis gus nach fheum thu seo fhaicinn agus a chluinntinn. (York, leave now so you do not have to witness and hear this.) *glare*

York: Yes ma’am 🫡 *moonwalks his lanky a$$ out of there*

Jersey: NO WAIT YORKIE COME BACK-

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York: *walks in holding a raccoon cuz his precious self thought it was a cat* Massy look!! I found a cat 😁!!

Mass and Jersey (who just entered the room): *incoherent screams*

York, visibly confused but vibing with the raccoon: :]

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Jersey: Uhhh Connie?

Connecticut: *sigh* Yea Jers?

Jersey: So we may or may not have a slight issue…?

Connie: What did you gremlins do now….

~~~not even 5 minutes later~~~

Connie: WHY THE HELL IS YORK STUCK AT THE TOP OF A TREE AND HOW DID EVEN MANAGE TO GET UP THERE?!?

Mass: *shrug* I dunno

York: Connie help I’m scared *almost falls and shrieks*

Connie: Well I don’t have much climbing experience but….I’M COMIN’ YORKIE!!

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York, when discovering Happy Tree Friends at 5yo: Ooo~ A new show! *le tiny gasp* It has a bunch of cute lil’ animals :D

~~~not even 5 minutes~~~

York: *scared and confused sobbing*

Mass: *RUNS in cuz she heard York crying*

Mass: Hey-hey-hey it’s okay buddy what happened?!

York: *points to laptop*

Mass: Oh sh*t- CONNIE THE BABY FOUND HAPPY TREE FRIENDS-

Connie, from the other room: F(speaks Hartford)K-

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(And a present day quote to finish this off)

Mass: For the last time, York. I’M NOT OLD, ME AND JERSEY ARE BOTH 24- YOU’RE ONLY TWO YEARS YOUNGER THAN US!!

York: O l d.

Connie: I’m 28, if those two are old, then what does that make me?

York: *smirk* Pfft- an ancient artifact.

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[nightsidewrestling]

D.U.D.E Bios: Saraid Grady-Sullivan / Sara Lucifarian

The Wrathful Imp Sara Lucifarian (2020)

The seventh of the seven, the fireball of a young lady, Sara Lucifarian. Sara isn't particularly smart, wise, cunning, tactful, any of that, but she has what the others lack, pure rage that can be released at a moment's notice. If Damien were honest he'd probably say that Sara even scares him, but Damien would never admit such a thing, rather he has taken to locking Sara in a cage whenever she fights or locking her outside of buildings for street fights so that her rage may never be directed at him.

"Your skull will look excellent as part of my collection."

Name

Full Legal Name: Saraid Ginger Grady-Sullivan

First Name: Saraid

Meaning: From Old Irish Sárait, derived from 'Sár' meaning 'excellent'

Pronunciation: suh-RAI

Origin: Irish, Irish Mythology

Middle Name: Ginger

Meaning: From the English word 'Ginger' for the spice or the reddish-brown colour

Pronunciation: JIN-jer

Origin: English

Surname: Grady-Sullivan

Meaning: Grady: From Irish 'Ó Gráda' or 'Ó Grádaigh' meaning 'Descendant of Gráda'. The byname Gráda means 'noble, illustrious’. Sullivan: Anglicized form of the Irish name 'Ó Súileabháin’ meaning 'descendant of Súileabhán’. The name Súileabhán means 'dark eye’

Pronunciation: GRAY-dee SUL-i-van

Origin: English

Alias: The Wrathful Imp, Sara Lucifarian

Reason: Sara isn't particularly tall, hence the 'imp' name and is a very rage-filled individual hence 'wrathful'

Nicknames: Sara, Red

Titles: Miss

Characteristics

Age: 18

Gender: Female. She/Her Pronouns

Race: Human

Nationality: Irish-American

Ethnicity: White

Birth Date: April 7th 2002

Symbols: Bears and the colour red

Sexuality: Straight

Religion: Catholic

Native Language: English

Spoken Languages: English

Relationship Status: Single

Astrological Sign: Aries

Theme Song: 'Rich Kids [Middle Cla$$ MIX]' - New Medicine (2018-)

Voice Actor: Julia Louis-Dreyfus

Geographical Characteristics

Birthplace: Fort Greene, Brooklyn, New York

Current Location: On the road / Asheville, North Carolina

Hometown: Fort Greene, Brooklyn, New York

Appearance

Height: 5'1"

Weight: 115 lbs / 52 kg

Eye Colour: Blue

Hair Colour: Brown

Hair Dye: Section (usually braided) dyed red

Body Hair: N/A

Facial Hair: N/A

Tattoos: (As of Jan 2020) 4

Piercings: Eyebrow Piercing (double, right. single left), Inner Eyebrow (right), Bridge, Nose (right), Anti-Eyebrow (left), Shark Bites, Cyber Bites, Nipple (both), Navel, Industrial (left), Double Helix (right), Triple lobe (both)

Scars: None

Health and Fitness

Allergies: None (Claims to be allergic to 'stupidity and bullshit')

Alcoholic, Smoker, Drug User: Smoker, Social Drinker, Occasionally Smokes Weed

Illnesses/Disorders: None

Medications: None

Any Specific Diet: None

Relationships

Allies: (As of Jan 2020) None

Enemies: (As of Jan 2020) None

Friends: Viola Nye, Bienvenida Marino, Pelageya Winter, Kirby Rhydderch, Honey Di Napoli, Elinor Herbert, Paulette Nye, Zella Nye, Rosaura Marino, Emperatriz Romero-Marino, Venetia Winter, Barbara Di Napoli, Tegwen Pritchard, Wanda Llewellyn, Gardenia Rhydderch, Tabitha Griffiths, Tacey Rhydderch, Calanthe Mulrennan, Velvet Rhydderch, Tallulah Rhydderch

Colleagues: The AEW locker rooms / Too many to list

Rivals: Alex Reynolds, Penta Oscuro, Jon Moxley, Jungle Boy, Yuka Sakazaki

Closest Confidant: Kirby Rhydderch

Mentor: Damien Lucifarian

Significant Other: None

Previous Partners: None of Note

Parents: Desmond Grady (38, Father), Honora Sullivan (39, Mother)

Parents-In-Law: None

Siblings: Oscar Grady-Sullivan (15, Brother)

Siblings-In-Law: None

Nieces & Nephews: None

Children: None

Children-In-Law: None

Grandkids: None

Great Grandkids: None

Wrestling

Billed From: The Underworld

Trainer: Damien Lucifarian

Managers: Damien Lucifarian

Wrestlers Managed: None

Debut: 2018

Debut Match: Billie Lucifarian VS Sara Lucifarian. Sara won by pinfall

Retired: N/A

Retirement Match: N/A

Wrestling Style: Street Fighter

Stables: The Lucifarians (2018-)

Teams: Post

Regular Moves: Kick to the Midsection, Diving Leg Drop, Forearm Smash, Diving Splash, Chair Shot, Jumping Knee Drop, Pump Handle Slam, Dropkick, Diving Back Elbow Drop, Berserker (Diving Knee Drop)

Finishers: Ripped Apart (Double Leg Slam), Son of Sam (Sitout Suplex Slam)

Refers To Fans As: The Wrathful, The Wrathful Ones, The Enraged, The Enraged Ones

Extras

Backstory: Raised by a college professor with her younger brother at her side whilst her mother is off fighting wars that Saraid herself doesn't believe in. Sara became wrath after a long streak of street fights led her to Damien's apartment building's underground parking lot and straight into a face-to-face confrontation with the King of Hell himself.

Trivia: None of note

[chyteawrites]

Something So Precious About This

Summary: While Sebastian is away in Paris filming, Corinne gets hit with one pretty crazy idea.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x OFC Corinne Winters-Stan

Word Count: 5.6k

Warnings/Rating: 18+. Hella smut, yo

A/N: The bitch is back! I missed writing these two and this story hit me like a train. I’m super late editing and posting it, but I finally got it done. It’s the longest story I’ve ever written as a one shot and I’m not even a little sorry. Obviously, it’s about when Seb was in Paris shooting ‘355′. Enjoy!

Tags: @sarabeth72 @loricameback @scarletheart333 @justwinchesterme96 @mightymelly @marivela14 @tasteofhiddles @hoodgirl163 @delicatecapnerd @bluegrasscontessa

“Good morning, printesă.” Sebastian whispered over Facetime.

“It’s still nighttime here, but good morning, handsome.” I chuckled, batting my lashes.

“Mmm, I miss you. I miss kissing your forehead. I miss holding your hand and listening to you sing along to the radio while I drive. And right now, I really miss the way you tug my hair while…” Seb teased before Evie walked in to my room.

“Tătic?” She said innocently with a smile.

“Hey, raza de soare. How are you?” He asked with a loving smile. I patted the bed beside me she sat down, her smile wild as she laid eyes on him.

“Mi-e dor de tine.” She whispered and looked at him. I miss you.

“Si mie mi-e dor de tine.” He replied, blowing her a kiss. I miss you too.

“How long until you come back?” Evie asked.

“I just started filming, darling.” He answered quietly.

“I know. I just miss you.” Our daughter mumbled, tears welling in her eyes. “I could really use one of your hugs.” She added as she leaned into me.

“What’s wrong, my sun?” Seb asked, his face riddled with concern.

“Elena and I had a big fight. She said we needed to take a break. I really miss her, dad.” Evie mumbled through tears, her body trembling. I held her close and rubbed her back gently.

“Oh, honey. I’m so sorry. I wish I was there to hug you.” Sebastian murmured, his lip quivering slightly.

“I wish you were too.” Evie whimpered before blowing him a kiss. “Te iubesc, tătic.” She added with a weak smile before walking back to her room.

“I feel awful. I really want to comfort her more than I can, regina mea.” My husband told me, his blue-grey eyes heavy.

“I know, love.” I cooed before an idea popped in my head. “You need to get some work done, my love. I need some sleep. I love you.” I told him with a feigned sleepy smile while the wheels in my head spun a million miles an hour.

“I love you too, Rin. I’ll talk to you later?” H e asked, his smile wide. That charming, blinding smile that could melt anyone’s heart.

“Yes, you will I love you.” I chuckled and hung up before grabbing my laptop.

Hours passed and I had been able to book us a last minute flight to Paris to surprise Sebastian. I packed most of my own clothes before I went and woke Evie up.

“Hey. I did something a little crazy, but I know you’ll love it. We’re going to Paris to see your dad.” I told her as she sat up in bed, her eyes wide with excitement.

“Really?!” She jumped up and hugged me.

“Yep. Now, I have to go wake your brother up. Go ahead and start packing. We leave for the airport in an hour and a half.” I told her and kissed the top of her head before sneaking into Aiden’s room.

“Hey, buddy. It’s time to wake up. You need to get ready.” I whispered and moved his hair away from his eyes gently.

“Mmmph. Don’t wanna.” He mumbled and grabbed his covers.

“We’re going to see dad.” I crooned and moved his covers. “And I’ll buy you breakfast on the plane.” I added and scratched his neck.

“Why are we up so early?” Aiden muttered and got out of bed as I started packing his things.

“We’re going to Paris. You can’t spend your entire summer break in New York.” I explained and grabbed his favorite t-shirt.

“Plus Dad is in Paris and mom misses him.” Evie called out with a chuckle.

“That too. He’ll be so surprised to see us.” I laughed and kissed my son’s forehead.

“But did you have to wake us up so early?” Aiden yawned.

“You’ll have about seven hours to sleep on the way there.” I told him before going to pack the rest of my things. I grabbed my garment bag and packed a couple of dresses, including a brilliant light blue dress Charlie just finished designing for me. It was perfect for a romantic dinner in Paris. I grabbed my phone as it started ringing, Charlie’s picture popping up.

“Where are you jetting off to this time?” She asked. I could hear the way her eyebrow raised as she asked the question.

“Paris.” I stated in the most matter of fact tone I could manage.

“Why in the hell are you going to Paris?” She raised her voice and asked me.

“I miss my husband and I’ve never been to Paris. And neither have the kids. It’s something new.” I explained and grabbed my bathing suit.

“Alright.” My sister sighed and hung up the phone, undoubtedly rubbing her temples.

“You guys ready? Our flight leaves in a couple hours!” I called out, grabbing our passports and carrying my bags downstairs.

“Coming!” Evie yelled as she came downstairs, going to load her bag in the car.

“Aiden! Come on! We gotta get going!” I shouted.

“Coming! I had to make sure the script I’m working on was in my bag.” He said, dragging his bag behind him.

“Good. Let’s get going.” I smiled and hugged him before locking the door behind us.

We packed up the car and the kids sang along to the music I played. I smiled as one of Jeremy’s new songs came on, listening to ‘Nomad’ as Evie and Aiden talked about their plans for Paris.

“Wait. Is this Uncle Jer?” Aiden asked, looking at me from the backseat.

“It is. Should we tell him how good it is when we get back?” I replied with a wink.

“Definitely.” My son chuckled and smiled.

It wasn’t long until I drove up to the airport and found my sister and her husband waiting for me. Kevin helped get our bags out of the trunk as I hugged my sister.

“You have no idea how much I appreciate this.” I told Charlie with a smile.

“Who am I to stand in the way of a woman in love? Especially when that woman is my sister?” She chuckled and nudged me. “Call us when you get back so we can come get you.” She added before kissing my cheek.

“I will. I love you.” I said and kissed her cheek before Evie, Aiden, and I walked toward the airport.

We checked in for our flight and boarded, Evie and Aiden sitting in the aisle beside me. I shut off my phone as one of the flight attendants went through the safety lecture. We finally took off, Aiden falling asleep moments afterward.

Once we got the clear to wear headphones and move around, my daughter grabbed her headphones, either choosing to listen to her Romanian lessons or watch a movie. I curled into my seat with my phone, deciding to watch ‘The Umbrella Academy’. Again.

I looked over to my son and daughter sitting beside each other. One fast asleep, curled under the soft, plush purple blanket his sister brought in her bag. My sister was watching a movie as her brother rested his head on her shoulder. I smiled as a text from Sebastian came up.

What are you doing, printesă? His text read.

Watching ‘The Umbrella Academy’. Again. I tapped out and hit send.

Anything else? The response came quickly and included the smiling devil emoji.

No and I don’t plan on doing anything else. Go work.

I miss you. Please?

I miss you too. But you’ll see me again before you know it. I sent the response and smiled.

“You have a smile like you’ve done something crazy.” The flight attendant said as she walked past.

“Something like, oh, buying last minute plane tickets for myself and my kids so we can spend time with my actor husband in Paris?” I replied with a cheeky smile.

“Exactly like that.” She chuckled and walked away.

Time seems to drag on until the pilot announced our descent into Charles de Gaulle. Evie nudged her brother awake before packing his blanket and her things. I sat up and buckled back in, my legs bouncing in excitement. We got off the plane and collected all of our bags before hailing a taxi to our hotel.

“Oh my God! This place is absolutely amazing! The view is perfect.” Aiden awed as he looked over the Paris skyline.

“Evie, your room is right next door. Don’t get on each other’s nerves.” I told them as I went to my room and got in the shower. When we landed, I’d texted Sebastian’s PA to ask where they were in the city to film. He texted me back and after I showered, I did my makeup and put on his favorite pair of jeans and shirt combination, sure he’d be able to spot me.

I headed out to the location, smiling as I spotted him with Jessica Chastain. He looked absolutely radiant. France was treating him beautifully. He was just…perfect. I noticed a stop in filming as he took pictures, making this the perfect opportunity. I hid myself in the crowd and disguised my voice as I called out his name. I managed to get behind him and ask for a picture, still disguising my voice.

“Absolutely. What’s your na…” He started before he fully saw me. I smiled as he looked me over and shook his head to make sure I was real.

“I told you you’d see me again before you knew it.” I chuckled before he picked me up and kissed me. Everyone clapped and cheered at our reunion. Sebastian held me close, his tears hitting my neck like rain.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered against my lips. His hands cupped my face he looked into my eyes. “I missed those eyes. And that smile.” He cooed, peppering my neck and face with kisses.

“I missed you too, my love. I brought a couple other people with me.” I winked as I felt Evie tap my shoulder. I moved out of the way to let him see the kids.

“Surprise, tătic!” Evie shouted and flew into his arms. He caught her and laughed, smiling as they embraced. He set her down and kissed her forehead before he hugged Aiden, both of them beaming.

“Hey, dude. How have you been?” Seb asked after they pulled away from each other.

“Good. I started writing a script.” Aiden told his father with a wide grin.

“That’s amazing! I can’t wait to read it!” My husband laughed as they walked back over to me. Seb wrapped his arm around my waist as we started walking.

“Jessica! I have some people I want you to meet!” Sebastian called out to his co-star as she talked to one of the crew members. She walked over to us, smiling an almost blinding smile.

“You must be Corinne! Sebastian said you were stunning and he hyped you up so much. You don’t disappoint.” She chuckled before introducing herself to Evie and Aiden.

“I absolutely loved you in ‘Crimson Peak.” Aiden gushed, his eyes open wide.

“Really? I thought everyone hated my character.” She joked and smiled.

“Well, that’s what made it perfect. You were phenomenal. The way you portrayed Lucille was so amazing to me.” Aiden added, his cheeks beet red.

“I think your son has a crush on your co-star.” I muttered to Sebastian with a chuckle.

“Oh, no, That’s ‘our’ son.” He whispered and kissed my neck. “I can’t wait until we finish filming for the day. The night I have planned with you.” He crooned and bit at my earlobe gently.

“Not a chance. Tonight, we’re doing a family dinner and we’re all going to get some rest.” I told him with a smirk.

“When do I get to spend time with my wife?” He asked with a pout.

“Tomorrow. You and I are going to a romantic dinner. Fancy clothes, candles. All of it. Just the two of us.” I whispered back and pecked his cheek gently. “You need to go get back to work. We’ll meet up with you when you’re done.” I told him as I motioned for the kids to come over, Jessica following them.

“We’ve stopped you guys from working long enough. We really should get going before we have dinner tonight.” I said, smiling at Jessica.

“You guys are welcome to stay and watch us film.” Jessica commented as the kids hugged Sebastian.

“AS tempting as that sounds, we really do need rest. This trip was super last minute and I know we’re all tired.” I replied with a smile. “We’re going to dinner when you’re done for the day. I texted you the address to the hotel.” I explained and kissed Sebastian before walking away.

Time passed and I almost missed the call from Sebastian because of how much sleep I got. The phone rang and I didn’t register the ringtone. I finally woke up and answered the phone, rushing to get ready. I met Evie, Aiden, and Sebastian in the lobby of the hotel. We started walking, Sebastian wrapping his hand in mind. I smiled as he walked on the side closest to the street, something he’d learned from someone I might never know.

“I really missed you, Rin.” He crooned as we went up to a café and waited to be seated.

“I missed you too, Sebby. I hardly got any sleep after I got off the phone with you because I was so excited when the idea popped in my head.” I told him. “Also, I think this means I love you more than you love me.” I whispered with a chuckle.

“No way. I definitely love you more.” He retorted with a kiss to my temple.

“We’ll call it a draw.” I mused and kissed him.

Dinner with all four of us around a table felt wonderful. My heart was overflowing as I watched Sebastian talk to the kids. Even after the adoption was official, I still got butterflies seeing him our children.

“I really like your hair like that, raza de soare.” He commented on Evie’s new haircut.

“Thanks, tătic.” Our daughter smiled, a soft blush rising in her cheeks.

“I wanna hear more about this script you’re working on, Aiden.” I said and smiled at my son.

“Well, the school is having a competition. You write a script and they pick one to be performed at the end of the school year.” Aiden explained.

“That’s awesome! Do you have any idea what it’s about yet?” Seb asked, beaming with pride.

“Not yet. I’m still in the drafting stages. Which reminds me…” Aiden started before turning to his sister. “I’m actually basing a character on you, Eves. If my play gets chosen, will you at least audition?” He asked with a nervous smile.

“WHEN your play gets chosen, I will definitely audition.” She told him, pulling him into a hug.

“Wow, your kids are adorable.” Seb whispered to me as he watched them.

“Oh no, those are our kids.” I chuckled and ran my fingers through his hair.

We finished dinner, all of us smiling and laughing. Sebastian walked us back to our hotel, going up to our rooms to wish us goodnight. He stopped with me in front of my room, kissing me heavily.

“Rin, please.” He moaned against my lips.

“Tomorrow. Charlie made me a new dress and I want to look especially good for you.” I cooed and kissed him a final time. “Goodnight, Sebastian.” I purred and went into my room, leaning against the closed door.

“Just like when we first started dating. Such a tease.” I heard him huff as he walked away.

The next morning came around and I woke up to a good morning text from Seb and a text from Evie letting me know that she was going sight-seeing. I knocked on Aiden’s door, surprised to see him up and dressed.

“Hey, mom. I was just getting ready to meet Evie for lunch. You wanna come?” He asked, his hazel eyes glistening.

“No, you go on ahead. Don’t get into any trouble and be safe. And text every once in a while, but don’t worry if I don’t answer.” I told him and patted his cheek.

“We’ll be careful. I love you, mom.” He chuckled and kissed my cheek.

“I love you too.” I called after him as he walked away before going back to my room.

I pulled up my ‘getting ready’ playlist and ran a hot bath before sliding into the tub and propping my head against the wall. I sang along to the music as I washed my body and shaved before washing my hair. AS I stepped out of the tub, my phone started ringing. I noticed Sebastian’s picture and smiled, answering and putting the call on speaker.

“Hello?” I said as I started towel drying my hair.

“Hello, beautiful. What are you doing?” He asked.

“Primping for our date tonight. I just got out of the tub.” I replied and put lotion on my legs and arms.

“Ah. One of those long baths?” He chuckled.

“Always. How else am I supposed to look stunning for you?” I cooed.

“Well, I called to let you know that I found the perfect place for our date, but you need a really nice dress.” He told me. I could hear the way he bit his lip.

“You worry about yourself. I’ve got me covered. You have no idea what you’re in for.” I quipped and started curling my hair.

“Reservation is at six, so I’ll send a car around five-thirty.” He told me, that hint of dominance in his voice sending shivers down my spine.

“Perfect. Be on time and be prepared to pick your jaw up off the floor.” I laughed, lightly spritzing my hair with hairspray.

“I love you.” Seb cooed.

“I love you most.” I purred before hanging up and starting my makeup.

I finished getting ready and slipped into my dress, silently thanking Charlie for putting the zipper on the side of the dress. I slipped into my heels just as I got a text from Sebastian that the car would be there in a couple minutes. I grabbed my clutch and responded to a check in text from Evie before I head to the lobby to wait on the car. I found it waiting for me and climbed in, carefully taking my dress with me. The driver smiled in the rearview mirror as I fiddled with my rings.

“Tu est trés jolie, madame.” He said with a kind smile.

“Merci boucoup.” I replied graciously.

We pulled up to the restaurant and my driver helped out of the car with a smile. I walked in, scanning the packed dining room for my husband. After a few moments, I walked up to the maître d, intent on asking if he’d arrived.

“Ah, you must be Mrs. Stan?” She said with a heavy accent, eliciting a nod from me. “You husband said that you would be coming and to find a woman matching your description. Follow me.” She added with a wave of her hand.

We wended our way through crowds and tables, moving swiftly. This place was perfect for a romantic dinner. Then I spotted him. His eyes lit up a room, pairing beautifully with the navy suit he’d chosen. Thank God for Hugo Boss. He was talking to a waitress, causing him not to see that I was waving at him. I thank the maître d for bringing me this far before walking toward the table slowly, my head held high. My dress flowed behind me and I watched as the waitress walked away, almost on cue.

“My, my. Your wife certainly is a very lucky woman.” I cooed as I came closer. Sebastian turned to face me, standing up to take in the full look I’d put together for tonight. I smiled as his jaw dropped and he covered his mouth in excitement.

“You look handsome, my love.” I murmured and grabbed his hand, kissing his wedding ring gently.

“You look…stunning. And even that is an understatement, regina mea.” He whispered before kissing me. After the kiss broke, he pulled my chair out and helped me sit.

“Thank you.” I whispered as his fingers brushed the back of my neck before he sat down across from me. “I originally planned to wear this dress to a premiere, but I couldn’t help myself.” I told him after taking a sip of my wine.

“You could still wear it to a premiere. These masterpieces that Charlie makes you should be seen by the world.” Seb crooned.

“But only you get to take them off. And I can’t wait for you to take this off tonight.” I purred with a wink.

“Cheeky little fox.” He chuckled. Our waitress came back and he ordered our food, the waitress smiling at him the whole time.

“Two things. One, I love it when you just order like that for me since you know what I like. Two, make sure you kiss me or flash your wedding ring. That waitress was looking at you like you were her next meal.” I whispered and looked away.

“Are you jealous, princess?” Sebastian sighed with a smirk.

“No. I just want her to know that you’re married.” I huffed with a slight scowl.

“Don’t worry, Rin. I’m pretty sure she knows.” He chuckled and grabbed my hand, kissing my rings gently. He looked up at me through those beautifully full lashes, his eyes reflecting the candle light.

“I love you, you handsome devil.” I murmured and rubbed his cheek with my thumb.

“I love you too, ingerul mea.” He purred and leaned forward to kiss me.

I heard the waitress clear her throat to signal she was there. Sebastian pulled away from me with a smirk and looked up at her as she set the plates down. Her seemingly genuine smile changed to a forced customer service smile in a matter of milliseconds before she walked away.

“I think that made it pretty clear.” Seb whispered before taking a bit of his food.

“You’re so rotten.” I muttered, cutting a piece of steak.

“And you love me for it.” He laughed.

“I’m excited to see this movie you’re working on.” I commented.

“Because I’m in it or because of your crush on Jessica?” He asked, his eyebrow raised.

“Obviously, it’s both. My husband on screen with my second biggest female celebrity crush? Sign me up.” I told him with a wink.

“Who’s your first? No, wait. Let me guess.” He said with a wry smile. “It’s Hayley, isn’t it?” He added.

“She’s so gorgeous.” I sighed with a nod.

“If you hadn’t met me through Marvel, who do you think you would have ended up with?” Sebastian asked, his eyes filled with mischief.

“Honestly? Probably Renner. But thankfully, I met you and we don’t have to think about who I could’ve ended up with.” I cooed and grabbed his hand, squeezing gently.

We finished our dinner talking about France, the kids, and how excited we were to have some time together before he had to go to Atlanta to film for the new series. He held my hand and smiled that iridescent smile as he looked me over. Our waitress came back and asked if we’d like to order dessert darting to my husband with a smirk.

“Thank you, but we’re alright.” I spoke up with a smile. “We have some back at the hotel.” I added before asking for the check. Our waitress walked away and Sebastian looked over at me.

“Oh we do? What kind of dessert is back at your hotel?” He asked, his voice low.

“Well, once we get back there, you can eat me for dessert.” I purred and stood up, walking to the door.

Sebastian came up behind me after paying, kissing my neck as I flagged down a taxi. We got in the car and I gave the address to the driver. Seb held me close, gently kissing and sucking my neck. His whispers of what he wanted to do to me laid heavy on my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. We finally pulled up to the hotel and Sebastian paid the driver before I started leading him inside.

“You look so beautiful. Have I told you that lately?” He whispered as he pinned me to the wall of the elevator, his hands planted firmly on my hips.

“It’s been at least twenty minutes, so you’re a little behind.” I chuckled and kissed him as the doors opened. I lead him to my room and locked the door after putting up the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign. I ducked into the restroom and started slipping out of my dress as one of Renner’s newest songs played.

“Rin, what are you doing?” Sebastian shouted as I slipped into a new black lingerie set Charlie made me.

“Two more minutes, babe!” I shouted before I started touching up my makeup. I put on a bright red lipstick to finish my look and slipped on his favorite pair of black heels before popping my head out the door.

“Close your eyes.” I whispered.

“They’re closed. Are you finally done?” He asked, the irritation in his voice obviously joking.

“I am. And I think you’re going to love what you see.” I cooed and walked out of the bathroom, stopping in front of him. “Open up.” I cooed before putting my hands on my hips as he opened his eyes. His jaw dropped to the floor as he finally adjusted to the light in the room, a small squeak escaping his lips.

“Oh my god.” He repeated the phrase in astonishment and looked me up and down.

“You like what you see, Sebby?” I purred and walked closer, standing between his legs.

“Jesus Christ.” Sebastian muttered before looking up at me. His eyes filled with that Winter Soldier like intensity, sending a heat to my core.

“Talk to me, baby.” I whispered and bit my lip.

“I…don’t have the words.” He breathed and stood up, bringing himself almost face to face with me.

“Then don’t say anything. Do something.” I whispered, my lips brushing his softly.

His hands travelled up my legs and to my waist, pulling my body against his. He walked me backward, my back hitting the wall as his lips latched to mine. My body was pinned against the wall as his lips travelled down to my neck, words mumbled against my skin.

“Printesă, you feel so good in my arms.” Sebastian murmured as he buried his face in my neck.

“How bad did you miss me?” I asked as I ran my fingers through the hair at the base of his neck.

“You’re all I’ve been able to think about.” He answered and looked at me, his eyes twinkling.

“Then show me.” I cooed and kissed him before sliding out of his arms. I watched him turn around and I took off my panties and bra, setting them aside as Seb took off his jacket.

“Say the name, princess. Say it and I will give you whatever you want.” He almost growled as I sat down and he kneeled in front of me.

“Make me.” I chuckled with a smirk. He grabbed my thighs and pushed them apart, squeezing them while staring me in the eyes.

“Say it or I won’t touch you. And you want me to touch you.” He growled and kissed my thigh.

“Papi chulo. Please.” I whimpered and pouted before running my fingers through his hair. As soon as the last syllable out, his tongue started gliding through my folds.

“So delicious and wet for me, printesă.” Sebastian mumbled, his arms wrapped completely around my thighs and his face buried deep in my center.

I felt him drape my legs over his shoulders and heard him moan praises against my skin. My body writhed in pleasure against the bed, wanton cries filling the room as his nails dug into my skin. His muffled praises pushed me closer to the edge and I felt him pull away, causing me to whimper.

“Seb…” I whined, unable to open my eyes as I heard him take off his belt.

“Shhh, princess. I’ll take care of you.” He whispered as his shirt hit the floor. I felt his body loom over mine, his lips brushing mine as his fingers rolled my nipples.

“Tell me what you want.” He purred and pulled away slightly.

“Just want you.” I heaved, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. I felt him lose his balance and tumble down on the bed, his laugh infectious as he looked at me. I laughed and kissed him, smiling as he pulled me closer. He positioned me to straddle him and looked up at me with those beautiful eyes.

“Why am I always on top?” I asked with a pout, looking down at him.

“Because I like watching you. You’re so beautiful when you have the opportunity to take control.” He whispered and kissed my hand as he slid into me slowly. The way he moaned as he filled me sent a shiver down my spine.

Sebastian looked up at me as I moved my hips slowly, his fingers tracing my skin as I braced my hand on his chest. I felt his heart beat against my palm, almost in the same rhythm of my hips rocking against his. His breathing hitched as his nails gently started digging into my hips.

“God, you’re gorgeous.” He muttered, his lashes falling heavily against his cheek.

“Seb…” It was all I could manage before clapping my hand over his mouth. “Shhh.” I added, my hips rocking harder and faster against his.

“Fuck.” He mumbled, the sound muffled by my hand. He licked my hand and looked up at me with a smirk, pulling my hand away.

“Cheeky shit.” I chuckled and slowed my pace. I cupped his face and kissed him as his arms wrapped around my body.

“Beautiful printesă.” He cooed and flipped us over suddenly. I felt his lips on my neck as he thrusted into me, his body shaking against mine.

Time seemed to slow when ever he kissed my neck, but the world melted away when his eyes met mine. There was a primal lust that marriage seemed to dim in my friends. Then there was a pure love. The way his lips brushed mine and his fingers laced with mine as his hips rolled slowly sent a fire through me.

“You’re so beautiful.” Sebastian crooned.

“So…handsome…” I muttered and found his hand, squeezing it as he pumped his hips faster.

He buried his face deeper into my neck and his moans and gasps were almost deafening until my heartbeat drowned them out. His thrusts went from slow and passionate to quick and erratic, one hand squeezing mine. I buried my face in one the pillows and stifled my moans as he held on to me tight.

“Fuck, Rin.” Seb moaned before spilling into me, his body shivering. I felt him collapse and roll over beside me, his breathing heavy.

“I love you.” I cooed and ran my thumb over his cheek.

“I love you too, regina mea.” He mumbled. I watched him lay still, his breathing evening out. “Now, c’mere and let me get another taste of you.” He chuckled and helped me straddle his face.

“Fuck.” I panted as his tongue slid through my folds. I felt him flick his tongue over my clit, sending shivers up my spine.

His hands stayed on me as I braced myself against the wall, moaning as my hips bucked against his face. Muffled praised and filthy words were spoken against my thighs before he returned to sucking and licking my center. After what felt like an eternity, my body started shaking and my mouth fell open, a silent scream leaving as I reached my climax.

I fell on the bed beside him, panting and shaking. I felt his fingers brush my flesh gently before he stood up and grabbed one of his t-shirts I’d packed and helped me put it on.

“I love you.” I murmured, curling into his lap as he held me close.

“I love you too.” He whispered and kissed my temple. Just as he lifted my chin to kiss me, both of our phones rang. I grabbed mine and saw my work phone number, I answered as Seb answered his. I looked at him after hanging up, seeing he had his phone muted.

“Kevin?” I asked before standing up.

“Yeah. He wants me in…” Sebastian started.

“…San Diego?” We said at the same time, his brows furrowed as he looked at me.

“That was Alex from work. Turns out Kevin’s assistant called and said I had to head there too. Now, the real question is this: do we take the kids with us?” I asked and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Is Charlie willing to look after Callie and Bo for that long?” He replied with his own question.

“Oh yeah. And the kids and I will go home after the convention and you can go finish filming…wherever you have to finish filming.” I answered and chuckled.

“Let me tell Kevin.” He crooned and kissed me before getting back on the phone as I texted our children. Sebastian got off the phone and pulled me on to the bed, kissing me and giggling.

“Our life is never boring, is it?” He asked and played with my hair.

“You wouldn’t like it if it was.” I cooed and kissed his forehead. “C’mon. Let’s get some sleep, handsome. We’ve got some big plans.” I added and covered us up, my body spooning his.

“I love you, Rin.” He whispered and yawned.

“I love you too, Sebby.” I murmured and held on to him tight, falling asleep to the rise and fall of his breathing.

[five-hxrgreeves]

Feeling My Way Through the Darkness

A/n: This is my first fic on Tumblr! I also have it posted on AO3, but I thought I’d post it here as well- I will try to keep them on the same schedule by updating once a week. This is a Five x OC series fic; I’m late to the TUA party on here, so I’m not sure how many people will read this, but if you feel like it, let me know what you think! 

Here’s what you need to know: 

The timeline: everything is basically the same (except Ben is alive), but this takes place after season 2, where I'm assuming the Umbrella Academy stops the apocalypse successfully. The year is an alternate 2019 from the one the show has. Everything else will be explained later.

Ages: all the main characters (except Jared, one of my OCs), are 15 in body. Five spends less time in the apocalypse than he does on the show, and the OC isn't exactly a normal 15-year old. Everyone else's minds are how old they are in the show (so 30.) 

THERE WILL BE NO SMUT, we don’t stan pedophilia here!!!! 

Summary: Due to unknown circumstances of the time anomaly caused by certain members of the Umbrella Academy in stopping the apocalypse, there was a ripple in the continuum that caused an unaccounted-for effect to happen. At midnight on January 1st, 2004, seven women gave birth unexpectedly; and the strangest thing of all was that none of them had been pregnant in the first place.

This time, though, there was no Umbrella Academy to mark these children's birth to the world. Many of them lived quiet-albeit unusual- lives in the homes of their biological families, who, by 2019 and the long-forgotten news of the Umbrella Academy, were mostly used to strange occurrences happening.

Or, the wheel of time continues to turn and, according to The Commission, the Apocalypse is inevitable; it doesn't matter to them what brings it. (Prologue below cut)

Prologue: In the Beginning...

Feeling my way through the darkness

Guided by a beating heart

I can't tell where the journey will end

But I know where to start

On this particular New Year’s Eve, Lola and Richard were celebrating at home with their four-year-old-son, Jared. While they considered themselves to be loving parents, they were often busy at work and travelled around a lot, which left little time for family bonding, so they took advantage of the holidays when they could.

Lola had blonde hair and blue eyes, which was mirrored in her son; she was a petite woman, but that didn’t detract from the power she could hold in a room. Richard had short, dirty-blonde hair and hazel eyes, and he was quieter and more easy-going than his wife.

They were currently celebrating New Year’s with Chinese takeout and watching old movies on the TV. The Christmas tree still stood in the corner of the living room, and colorful homemade streamers decorated the ceiling. The family of three sat on the couch in pajamas, with Jared being the slight exception; he was also still wearing his mother’s heels and had the sleeves of her bathrobe tied around his neck to make a cape from their earlier game of fashion-superheroes (while he thought superheroes were cool, he wouldn’t want to be one; he’d want to design their uniforms.)

As the clock counted down to the new year, nothing seemed out of place. By 11:45, they switched over the channel to watch the ball drop in New York, and surprisingly, Jared was still awake- a fact he was very proud of. And, fifteen minuets later, the countdown drew to a close:

“5!”

“4!”

“3!”

“2!”

“1!"

When the clock struck midnight, the people on the screen cheered as the ball dropped. Richard picked Jared up and swung him around the room in celebration, and Lola watched them amusedly. Suddenly, her expression dropped into one of horror and fear. Something wasn’t right. There wasn’t anything obviously wrong- until there was.

Afterwards, no one could say exactly what happened, but one moment, Lola was her usual slimness, and the next, she had ballooned out to nine weeks pregnant. Her father and son were startled by her scream and sudden change in appearance, but Richard was quick to react. He hastily shuffled Jared into the next room, ordering him to stay there. He grabbed the necessary items and rushed back to his wife’s side; having helped deliver his son, he knew the basic procedure for birth.

Her face was screwed up in pain and she was breathing heavily, “deep breaths, my love,” Richard said gently, stroking her hair. Despite the suddenness of the situation, he was able to remain calm, which had always been one of his gifts.

Lola tried to comply, but the pain was even greater than Jared’s birth, and she remembered that well. Surprisingly, however, the labor lasted only minutes, and soon there was a fourth member to the Quinn family.

Richard stared down at the baby girl who’d burst into life in the span of not even half an hour. Unlike Jared- and most babies-, she didn’t cry as she was born. Instead, she waved her tiny limbs around as she squirmed in his hands, opening vibrant blue eyes to take in the world around her.

“We have a baby girl, Lola,” Richard said, amazed. He knew he could immediately love their surprise child, no matter the unusual circumstances of her birth. He handed the baby to her mother who, despite her now-exhausted state, managed a small smile as she took her daughter in her arms. While she had every right to hate or fear the child by the surprise situation, having Jared first had helped ease the shock, and besides, they had the means to raise her.

Lola looked up at her husband, “we’re keeping her,” she said determinedly.

“Of course,” Richard said, surprised that his wife might think there was a different possibility.

"Will you get Jared? He should know everything's okay," Lola requested, and her husband went to find their son.

The blonde woman looked down at the baby girl, her expression soft, "everything's okay, baby. You should know that too. I don't know what happened, but we'll work through it. Supernatural things happen all the time in movies, after all. And you're special; I can feel it."

The baby's bright blue eyes blinked up at her as if to say yes, I know. Richard returned with Jared then, who was hiding behind his father's legs. After seeing that his mother was okay, he hesitantly moved to stand in front of her.

"You have a baby sister, Jer," Lola told him, "we haven't named her yet, but she'll be a wonderful part of our family."

He stared at the baby with wide eyes, "was she supposed to happen like that? Was that how I was born?" he asked, looking up at his mother, who looked faintly amused.

"No, you were very different," she answered, "none of us know quite what happened, but she's our little miracle. You're her big brother, Jared."

The four-year-old looked at the little child in his mother's arms and frowned. He was supposed to be the baby, not this strange creature. And besides, why did she stare so much? Those wide blue eyes were super creepy.

"I don't like her," he declared.

Richard laughed, much to Jared's irritation, "I'm afraid you'll have to get over that, son. I know this can't be easy, but she's our responsibility now. Go on, it's time for bed anyway. Your mother has to rest. Tomorrow, we'll get some new baby things."

Life settled into a new routine for the Quinns. The one good thing about the baby, Jared decided, was that it made his parents stay home more often; but even then, they were busy taking care of her. Jared tried to stay out of her room as much as possible to get away from those eyes. He really didn't like them. His mom had said that if her eyes were going to change color, they'd do so in a few days, since all babies were born with blue eyes. He didn't think that would help, to be honest. He wasn't able to put it in to words with his limited vocabulary, but the girl's eyes seemed to stare with a strange alertness that even his parents didn't have. And, if he looked too long, he could swear he saw something mysterious swirling in their depths.

When he tried to ask his mom and dad to "take her back" after explaining these very valid points, they merely laughed and said he had a great imagination. Eventually, they'd decided on a name: Elena Melany Quinn. He'd thought calling her "baby" was good enough, but apparently, that wouldn't do.

As Elena got older, she became very inquisitive, and was often found in some sort of mischief. In her quiet times, though, she loved it when people read books to her. One night, Elena and Jared were being watched by a sitter, who wasn't really paying attention to them. It was getting close to Elena's bedtime (Jared always made sure to make this distinction; he was older, after all, so he got to stay up later), and their caretaker was following the instructions their parents left. After getting his sister ready for bed, the babysitter placed her in the crib, turned off all lights but the lamp on the dresser, and left the door open a crack. There was only one thing missing; her bedtime story. Elena then did something she didn't often do- she began to cry. The sitter rolled her eyes and went to close the door, but Jared stopped her, "did you read a story?" he asked.

"No," the girl said with a slight question in her voice.

"Ellie always gets a story before bed," Jared explained importantly. While he wasn't fond of his sister, he never wanted her to cry.

She huffed, "well I'm not reading a story. She'll have to go without one tonight."

Jared knew that his sister wouldn't stop crying, so he said, "can I read her a story?"

The sitter looked at him with amusement, "I didn't know you could read."

"Of course I can!" he declared (in truth, he was just starting to, but she didn't need to know that.) He slipped past her into his sister's room, "don't worry, baby. I'm going to read you a story."

Almost like magic, Elena's cries stopped. Jared looked at her with wide eyes, "can you understand me?"

The baby's mouth opened and closed, as if she was trying to form words. Pulling herself up by the handlebar of the crib, she supported herself in a standing position to get a better look at him, but still didn't say anything; she just watched him with deep blue eyes. Jared sighed, he should've guessed she wasn't smart enough yet. He made his way to her bookshelf and picked out one of the thinnest books he could find before returning to the crib. As he struggled through the first page, Elena's baby mind was turning. She knew she knew this person, although she didn't think he liked her. She thought him name was easy though, she'd heard the taller people say it, and if she said it, would it make him like her more? Was it.... Germ? No. Jar? No. "Jer!" finally came out of her mouth.

The little boy looked up at the baby in surprise, stopping in the middle of the second page, "what?"

"Jer! Jer! Jer!" the baby turned it into a chant.

He couldn't believe it; his sister's first words were his name! Jared wished his parents were there to hear it. He couldn't help smiling, "yes, that's me," he said. Maybe his sister wasn't so bad after all.

"Jer!" came his name the final time, before, "bo?"

He nodded, "yes, book."

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When Lola and Richard found out about the new understanding Jared had for his sister, they were surprised until they learned what her first word was. They exchanged amused smiles.

[quantumrpg]

NAME: Kathryn Atkins AGE: 31 SPECIES: Human (Dormant Werewolf) OCCUPATION: Adult Film Star YEAR OF DEPARTURE: 2016, end of year RESIDENT FOR… two years FACECLAIM: Diane Guerrero

t i m e  i s  a n  i l l u s i o n,  b u t  n o t  o u r  s t o r i e s…

Thick humidity and patches of moss covered her childhood home. It was old, barely standing since it’s purchase in the early 1900s. In Delight, the hottest spot was a run down creek with empty beer bottles tossed between a few reckless teenagers. The small town barely held three hundred in its population. Her father worked in construction while her mother stayed at home to mold her children into model Evangelists. Between double shifts and late nights, Maria wasn’t tending of her children. So long as they remained well-behaved and docile, she didn’t make the effort. Instead, a string of different friends ventured to her room. She never caught their names.

A lover of God and extremely well read, the brunette would remain seated on the front row of service each Sunday. While her brother waved an acceptance letter from Harvard, Kat sat in the Arkansas musk near Wolf Creek with a stolen cigarette. Once Rob left, there wasn’t anyone to guide her. The role of both parent and sibling whisked away on a full ride to become a doctor. She didn’t admit the twinge of jealousy that twisted in her gut. He got to leave, but not many did. Her grades were mediocre in comparison. Everything was. The only way she could thrive past her brother’s shadow was through theater.

Maria hyper focused near the end of high school to ensure her daughter thrived. It was a double edge pressure. Kat would make qualms against her mother’s adultry to get away with what she wanted. Exhausted from the peering looks from her mother and the aggravated tone of her father’s as his greasy hands clenched on his fifth beer, Kathryn gave in. After applying around to different universities, the brunette merely waited on her decision. She was never necessarily passionate about school, despite her academic achievements. The ringing leader was NYU. She decided to take a trip, staying with her brother as he showed her around the campus. It was almost too good to be true - - - away from their soul eating parents, living on their own, and creating a new life for themselves. She accepted the offer.

She returned home with a newfound motivation towards high school graduation. After an after party near the outskirts of town, Kat and her best friend, Roy broke into private property. It was a drunken idea to create crop circles that ended with a gun pointed between a bottle of everclear. Roy was shot out of self defense, despite being unarmed. Rather than stay by her injured friend, the teenager stumbled drunk through corn husks until authorities stopped her by the main road. She was thrown into a squad car as the investigation continued. Eventually, it was swept under the rug.

As the summer drew to a close, Kat settled into an undergraduate degree of pre-med biology. Her first year at university felt like a hiccup. She finally settled into what her parents wanted, but none of it felt right. In a skew of finding herself, she went out on a limb. Her first job in college was nude photography. It lined her up for other opportunities aside from a wannabe SoHo magazine. The photography was just side money at first. She couldn’t afford her medication through the university insurance, and needed some way to pay for room and board. It wasn’t until her second semester at NYU that she dropped off the grid completely. She cut off all contact from her parents and anyone back home. Her photography progressed into a career in adult film. It fulfilled the checklist in her life: acting, fame, and money. She bounced between traveling around the nation and keeping up with contract jobs in porn. Bouncing from her girlfriend’s apartment, she hitched a ride with a band. Washable was on the rise, stationed on their second studio album. She bummed in the bus for the second half of their tour before stopping back in Los Angeles. 

From Los Angeles to New York City, Kat got a taste of what it was like to feel herself. She soon became a pillar in the adult community – striking a name recognizable almost anywhere. Between the twelve hour sets and hectic atmosphere in her friend group, she slowly slipped from recreational to substance abuse. It started off with prescription, popping a few Xans when she was wound tight. Then, it was almost daily. It was an issue well hid even from her current relationship. New York offered more than anything in LA. She kept her head down and worked hard on sets. In the string of highs and lows, she ended up hooking up with a familiar face from Washable. Rather than keep it casual, it eventually progressed to a full fledged relationship. The star juggled both until one merely favored over the other. As she progressed in the new relationship, so did old demons. He never mentioned her use and she mentioned his. Drinks and pills ran together well until it slipped down the wormhole. Nearing a year celebration of their relationship, Kat fell into heroin. It was cheap and easy to curb stress. It was the high she sought after, warmth gathered in a calm sleep. It should have worked well. She did what she could to hide her use from Jake. It all ended with dead eyes locking as she stretched in a tub. A spoon and a bundle was all the evidence he needed. Rather than confront, he left the apartment with a duffle bag. 

He was supposed to come back. She focused on the same voicemail for weeks as the come downs were harsher. She couldn’t stop, but the police knocked on her door. His friend, Silas filed a missing persons report. There were never any leads, but vague surveillance footage. It was as if the man simply disappeared. Kat plunged further in her use, only finding clarity when a pregnancy test pinged positive. She didn’t have a choice, but get clean. She forced herself through detox and religiously attended doctor appointments. A new start was born. She tried to focus solely on a child, hoping that everything else tied to. She hoped that a body would show up, or at least, him. It was a false hope that lead to a self concluded closure. 

She married, though the love wasn’t genuine. It offered a better chance for her newborn. Jonah was a focal point in her life. It was clear only seven months into the marriage that it wouldn’t last. Clarke wanted a larger family, determined to coax her out of sex work as a stay at home mother. He pleaded for her to consider her family, guilting every opportunity she returned to work. The final strike was a crack of her head while her son cried in the living room. She scooped the toddler and a duffle bag. The next day a lawyer served papers. It took months for Clarke to make a move. He refused to sign them without talking it through, while Kat refused to talk with him without a lawyer present. Eventually, the dotted line was signed. There was never a fight for custody, which only confirmed her suspicion that the man never considered Jonah as his. 

Throughout the divorce, she held onto friends. The tight knit group of Washable, coworkers, and brother was a large key for her sobriety. She clocked in three years as she considered the idea of dating once more. She kept it on the back burner as she started casually seeing an old friend. Jer was brash and confident. It was a strange change from her usual, but determined to keep them loose in terms of a relationship. She didn’t want anything after Clarke. Both of them needed to concentrate on their sobriety.

Her first relapse was six months into the eventual relationship. Breaking off four years was the hardest one to keep in the scale of a bathroom. It was hard to stretch her manipulation, breaking on the first call from a pseudo father. Another week and she was out of detox with Jonah convinced he spent a fun week over at his grandparents. It was difficult to maintain a relationship when the other half couldn’t remain sober. It only grew worse when Jer had tour. Things broke off quickly after an explosive argument and a mutual understanding. Another year stretched as her career progressed to more directing than acting itself. No one was keen to hire an addict for major projects. It took over a year to gain any project longer than a month. 

Before the #MeToo movement, the adult film industry generally swept everything under the rug. Once Kat approached the company with an assault complaint against one of her directors, they were quick to cut ties with her. She was dropped from the company and much of her contracts were burned. A lawsuit slowly followed from staff on set with similar allegations.

She slipped into a gas station restroom, a stop on her way to pick up her son from elementary. She stepped out of the restroom and continued onto the school as normal. When she couldn’t find her son, a frantic call from the police shoved her into the waiting room of the station. It took over a day to realize that her son wasn’t actually missing, but in a different space completely. 

It’s been a little over a year since she slipped into the liminal space. Her apartment is bare bones. Though her portfolio is still available, she struggled to find another job in the city. It took a few months and a lesser rate than her usual. She hasn’t moved past the idea that she’s stuck there. It took months for her to leave the apartment, forcing some semblance of a life. She couldn’t slip back down the hole, despite alcohol being an easier vice.

t e l l  m e,  a r e  w e  a  p r o d u c t  o f  w h o  w e  u s e d  t o  b e?

Lothric and brash, Kat packs a majority of her personality in wisecrack jokes, anger, and spontaneity. She is generally distant in personal conversations unless she’s familiar with you. She’s messy with relationships, breaking them off as easily as she gained them. She likes to pretend she’s enigma, but she’s really just an inked girl with a two dimensional personality with a bag of hot Cheetos.

[thepokyone]

The Sanctum Master

Pairing: Doctor Strange x Reader

Content/Warnings: violence; fluff

Words: 967

A/N: For those that read my drabble Doctor Strange and Cold, you can breathe easy. This one is angst free. You are safe. Requested by anon.

“We’ve got a situation,” Your brother said. “Magic abusers, let’s go.”

You grabbed your relic and followed after him. “Where to?”

“New York,” He said. “The master of the sanctum is meeting us there. Strange, I think his name is.”

The two of you stepped through your brother’s portal, and into the general chaos of New York. Three sorcerers were causing mayhem, and you shook your head as you headed towards them. “Honestly, do they just allow anyone to do magic these days?”

“You tell me,” And unfamiliar voice said. He was wearing a red cape and blue robes. “Doctor Stephen Strange, master of the New York Sanctum.”

“Y/N Y/L/N,” You said. “This is my brother, Jeremy.”

“Glad you could help,” Doctor Strange said with a nod. “Let’s get this taken care of, shall we?”

You fell to flank his right side, knowing he was technically supposed to deal with the situation diplomatically if at possible. “Have we got a game plan?”

“I was thinking talk first, fight later, but from the look of things…” He motioned towards the chaos and trailed off, addressing the three sorcerers instead. “I suggest you stand down, you know the misuse of magic against other humans is forbidden.”

“Yeah, well, what have they ever done for us?” One asked, crossing his arms. “I’m starting to think that maybe, Kaecilius was on to something.” The other two vocalized their agreement.

“Alright, fight it is,” Strange said with a sigh, magical weapons forming around his hands. You and your brother followed suit, your sword relic humming to life in your hand. You ended up clashing against the largest of the three, using a mixture of spellwork and actual fighting to dispose of him. You never liked killing fellow magic-wielders, but you didn’t have much of a choice.

Doctor Strange was fighting the skinniest of the three. The man was quick and ferocious, and you jogged over to give him some help. You saw the blow coming before Strange did, the man moving to plunge his weapon straight into the doctor’s gut if not for your quick thinking. You literally threw your relic at him, the blade plunging harshly into his ribcage and easily ending his life.

Strange gave you a shocked look as you retrieved your weapon, which warmed welcomingly in your hand. “You saved my life. Thank you.”

“Not a problem,” You said with a wave of your hand. Your brother had just finished taking care of the last insurgent as the surroundings returned to normal. “I’m sure you would have done the same for me.”

“Of course,” He said briskly. “I’ve never seen you around Kamar-Taj.”

“Not all magic is taught there,” You said with a smile. “I was taught by my family. It’s a skill that’s been passed down many generations. The last time I was in Kamar-Taj was, oh, three years ago?”

“Sounds about right,” Jeremy said, patting you on the back. “You alright?”

“Barely winded,” You said, giving him a friendly nudge to the ribs. “You worry to much. I’m more than capable of taking care of myself.”

Doctor Strange glanced over at the first man you had killed. “Obviously. At any rate, you have my gratitude.”

“Don’t worry about it, doc,” You said easily. “You know, I heard about the whole Dormammu thing. Really impressive. And such a new sorcerer, master of a sanctum? Wow.”

“You have a fangirl,” Jeremy said with a smirk. You kicked your brother, causing him to wince. “Sorry.”

“Thought so,” You said smugly. “But like I was saying, pretty awesome.”

“Have you ever been to any of the sanctums?” He asked curiously as you walked.

“Never the New York one,” You said. “I’ve been to the others, but the London sanctum most often.”

“I’ll give you a tour,” Doctor Strange said. “Consider it a thank you.”

“Sounds good,” You agreed. “What time?”

He looked thoughtful for a moment. “Say, tomorrow, eleven?”

“Sounds good,” You agreed, opening a portal back with your sling ring. “See you tomorrow, Strange.”

“Call me Stephen,” He said.

“Alright then,” You said with a nod, giving a brief wave before following your brother through the portal.

Jeremy gave you a look as the portal closed. “Did you just get a date?”

“You know, Jer, some people actually have good taste,” You quipped with a grin.

He placed a hand over his heart. “You wound me, sister dearest.”

The following day, you stepped into the New York sanctum at exactly eleven in the morning. Doctor Strange - Stephen, you reminded yourself - was waiting in the foyer, hands clasped behind his back, a warm smile on his face. “Welcome to the New York sanctum.”

“Where to first, Mr. Strange?” You asked with a teasing grin.

He chuckled, and offered his arm. “This way, Miss Y/L/N.”

Stephen showed you everything, from the relics to the library, and his cloak made sure that the two of you didn’t stray far from each other. It really was quite insistent. Your last stop was one of the sitting rooms, where the two of you ate lunch. “I enjoyed the tour, Stephen. It reminds me that not all sanctums are exactly the same. And seeing new relics is always fascinating.”

“I’m glad you did,” He said with a smile. “Personally, I’d like to think mine is the best, but…”

“Well, you’ve been the most welcoming of the sanctum masters. Does that count?” You asked cheekily.

Stephen chuckled. “I suppose. You’re free to stop by any time, of course.”

“I’ll try and come around,” You said with a nod and a smile. “Thanks for lunch.”

“It was no trouble,” He said easily. “Say, how about I take you out for dinner sometime?”

You agreed almost immediately. “I’d love to.”