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helaintoloki · 9 months ago

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Family Dinner

pairing: Five x reader ft the Hargreeves siblings

warnings: the usual Hargreeves siblings chaos

notes: fulfilling a request asking for a shy!reader meeting Five’s siblings for the first time. it was actually very hard squeezing in so many characters into one piece

summary: despite trying his best to avoid it, Five is forced to introduce you to the family

The last thing Five wanted was for you to meet his family. If he could, he’d do everything in his power to keep you away from the chaos and stupidity that was his siblings forever. He didn’t need them overwhelming you with their quarreling or reminding you of how utterly tumultuous his home life was, and he felt an unwavering need to keep you separate from the Umbrella Academy. You were the one thing he didn’t have to share with his siblings, the one thing he had earned on his own without his powers, and the one thing that was normal in his life. He would do anything to keep his life from tainting your innocence by all means.

The discovery of your existence by his family had been completely accidental. When visiting his new apartment for the first time, Allison and Klaus had stumbled upon a framed photograph that Five had forgotten to stow away before their arrival. In the frame was a beautiful girl with kind features and a gentle smile, her arms lovingly draped around Five’s neck as he held her to his side and forced a lopsided grin for the camera. They knew Five had always hated photos, but it seemed here that he was willing to set aside his disdain for being photographed to please this mystery girl.

“What are you two looking at?” Five demanded after stumbling upon them staring down at the frame. Eyes widening when he realizes just exactly what the two are looking at, he quickly snatches the photo from Klaus’s grasp and holds it protectively against his chest. “I can’t believe this, I was gone for two minutes and neither of you could manage to stay out of my things.”

“Why didn’t you tell us you had a girlfriend?” Klaus asks, voice laced with mock offense as he clutches at his chest to mimic being wounded.

“The details of my personal life are none of your concern,” Five grits through clenched teeth, his tone dripping in annoyance at their snooping and frustration at being caught red handed. How could he have been so sloppy? Five had always been meticulous about every minute detail and keen at covering his tracks when needed, and yet he had failed to protect the most important secret he held.

“She’s gorgeous,” Allison tells him in hopes of assuaging her agitated brother, “and she looks really sweet. Why would you hide something like this?”

“This may come as a shock to you, Allison, but you guys aren’t exactly great at first impressions,” he explains condescendingly with a tight lipped smile, doing his best to hold back the urge to use more colorful language and insults. “The last thing I need is for you guys to start hashing out old childhood issues in front of her and scare her off.”

“Ouch, okay, noted,” she replies with a displeased frown. “But that’s still no excuse to keep your relationship a secret. I know we’re not always the most reliable bunch, but obviously this girl is important to you, Five, and if that’s the case then she’s important to us, too. Just give us a chance to prove ourselves- bring her to my place Friday for dinner so we can all get introduced.”

Five is silent as he mulls over Allison’s offer, doubt clear on his features as he considers all the possible ways a family dinner with you could go. While there are a million ways for it to go wrong, he’s able to acknowledge the plausibility of it being a success. As much as he hated to admit it, his sister did have a point. They weren’t always completely unreliable, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t think spending time with his siblings could actually be pleasant at times. And it’s not like you haven’t been questioning him already about his family and the details of his childhood. Perhaps it was time to finally bite the bullet.

“You get one chance,” Five finally relents in a firm tone, pointing his finger at them both in warning. “Do not screw this up.”

“How exciting!” Klaus gasps with an enthusiastic clap of his hands. “Oh, I have the perfect dish for this occasion.”

As Allison and Klaus immediately begin to discuss the details of Friday’s dinner, Five can only force himself to quell his panic as best as possible and hope that you’re able to stand his family.

~~~

You fidget nervously with the pendant of your necklace as Five swiftly parks the car in front of Allison’s home. It’s beautiful, and by the looks of the warm lights that glow through the window it seems the festivities have begun. Despite your boyfriend having already turned off the car, you make no attempt to move, prompting Five to reach over and gently take hold of your hand in his.

“Don’t worry,” he assures you in the softest voice he can manage. “These idiots are more worried about impressing you than you are about impressing them.”

“They’re not idiots, they’re your siblings,” you reprimand him gently before finally mustering up the courage to step foot out of the car. “And despite how much you act like they annoy you I know you really care about them. I just want it to go well is all.”

Five can’t really argue with that- sometimes he hates how easily you’re able to read him. It’s a feat not many can accomplish, and yet you managed to do so in record time. It’s also just another thing he adores about you; you see him like no one has before, and your gentle nature and levelheadedness perfectly balance out his tense and combative personality. You’re good for him, and he hopes his siblings see the good in you too.

The door swings open before you can press the doorbell and immediately you find yourself being pulled into the tightest hug of your life. A gasp of surprise leaves you at the sudden intrusion, and it takes everything in Five to resist the urge to immediately pry his sister off of you. He stares daggers at her innocent smile behind your back, but she merely waves him off before pulling away to look at you.

“It is so good to finally meet you!” She exclaims cheerfully, excitement clear in her tone. “I’m Allison. Come in, come in.”

You aren’t able to get in a word edge-wise as the woman practically drags you into her home and begins to show you around. A pleasant smelling aroma fills the house from the food that cooks in the kitchen, and animated chatter drifts throughout the hallways as the siblings gather and catch up on each other’s lives.

“Please make yourself at home and let me know if you need anything at all.”

“Thank you, a-and thank you for having me,” you offer with a meek smile, your hands nervously wringing together in front of you. “I’ve heard so much about you all and it’s finally nice to put faces to the names. I’m y/n.”

“Well then, welcome to the family y/n,” Allison notes with a wink before disappearing into the kitchen. You almost jump in surprise when you feel Five’s hand rest against your lower back as he leads you into the living room to meet the rest of his siblings.

“Ready to enter the lion’s den?” He whispers under his breath, and for a moment you genuinely can’t decipher whether or not he’s joking.

Three men and a woman sit on the couch animatedly discussing the contents of the television show playing on the screen before turning silent at your arrival. The sudden attention makes you nervous, your throat drying up as you harshly swallow down your anxiety.

“Luther, Diego, Lila, I’d like to introduce you to my… girlfriend,” Five utters after clearing his throat, obviously not familiar with the process of introducing a partner to family. He was still fairly new at this relationship stuff and still struggled at times with opening up. If he didn’t care about you so much he probably wouldn’t even bother, so you appreciate his efforts. “Y/n, these are my brothers and my sister-in-law.”

“Girlfriend, huh? This is certainly an upgrade from the last one,” Diego teases with a wry chuckle.

“Wasn’t the last one a mannequin?” Lila prompts with a raised brow much to Five’s dismay.

“Shut it,” he warns through clenched teeth, heat crawling up his neck at the mention of Delores. Leave it to those two to bring up his past at the worst time.

“A mannequin?” You repeat unsurely, your features contorted in confusion. Five’s eyes widen in panic, but Luther is quick to change the subject on Five’s behalf.

“It’s nice to see Five with someone for a change,” he notes with a nervous chuckle in hopes his comment redirects your attention off of the previous topic. “How did you two meet?”

“I work at a coffee shop in town,” you explain with a sheepish smile, and Five visibly relaxes beside you as you start to recount the beginnings of your relationship. A crisis has been avoided thanks to Luther, and for once Five is grateful for his brother’s conversational skills. “I was the only one who could make his coffee exactly the way he liked it, so he became a regular and would stop by every time I was working. We got to talking, one thing led to another, and, well, here I am.”

“Well, I for one think you are much too good for him,” Lila points out to the boy’s annoyance, “but seeing him less uptight and ornery is a pleasant change.”

“Thank you for that lovely observation, Lila,” Five retorts sarcastically with a roll of his eyes before escorting you out of the living room before the woman can embarrass him any further.

“Did you really date a mannequin?” You whisper curiously only for Five to immediately redden at your question.

“Let’s not hash out my dating history just right this second,” he instructs you before entering the dining room where a man has just finished setting down a heavy centerpiece on the table while another watches.

“Hmm, a little more to the left,” the one with curly hair and heavy eyeliner instructs while scrutinizing its placement. His eyes glance over the table before landing on you and Five in the doorway, and he immediately gasps before rushing over to greet you. “You must be y/n! Oh, it is so lovely to meet you. I’m Klaus, Five’s favorite brother, of course.”

“I don’t ever recall saying that,” Five points out with a raised brow and amused smile. Klaus simply rolls his eyes and waves his brother off with a tsk.

“You don’t have to, I can see it in your face,” he dismisses before returning his attention to you. “And that handsome man over there is our sweet brother Viktor.”

“Hey,” Viktor offers with a timid smile and small wave. “Nice to see you, welcome to family dinner.”

“Thank you,” you reply gratefully, “it’s nice to finally meet you all.”

“Well, not all of us. A certain someone thinks he’s too good for family dinner,” Klaus huffs in annoyance before turning his attention back to the centerpiece. “Does that look centered to you?”

“It looks perfect. I love the arrangement you’ve made,” you compliment much to Klaus’s delight.

“Finally someone with taste!” He gasps before draping an arm around you much to Five’s dismay and guiding you back to the kitchen. “Come, come little one, you can help me pick which napkins to use.”

Watching your figures disappear into the hallway, Viktor glances at Five before stating, “I don’t think you’ll be getting her back for a while.”

“Trust me, I’m aware,” the boy sighs in displeasure before heading towards Allison’s liquor cabinet for a drink.

~~~

Much to Five’s surprise, dinner goes off without a hitch. The food is lovely, the conversation is pleasant, and despite your usually shy demeanor you were able to open up rather quickly to his siblings. It was obvious the family took a great liking to you, and his original worries about them scaring you off had been proven irrational and untrue.

From his seat on the couch Five watches as you animatedly converse with Luther and Klaus about a new bakery that just opened up in town, your smile never once leaving your face and their interest in your words never once dwindling. He doesn’t think he’s ever seen you talk this much, and the sight brings a comfortable warmth to his chest at seeing you happy.

“See? This wasn’t so bad, was it?” Allison goads with a pleased smile. “Everyone had a nice time and y/n fits right in.”

“As much as I hate to say it, I’m sorry for doubting you,” Five relents with a soft smile. “This was nice.”

“And we like y/n, so don’t mess this up,” Lila warns him with a facetious shove to his shoulder. Annoyed by her words, Five rolls his eyes and shrugs away from her touch before refocusing his gaze on you. Your eyes meet for a brief second as you glance out into the living room, and you flash him a quick smile before looking back to Klaus who enthusiastically grabs hold of your hands and begins to demand a trip to the bakery with you while Luther attempts to insert himself into the plan. Despite how annoying his family can be at times, he’d be lying if he said it didn’t bring a smile to see his face to see them all get along with the girl he loves.

“Trust me,” he utters carefully, his voice so uncharacteristically tender it takes the two women by surprise, “I’ll do anything to keep her around for as long as I live.”

#request #the umbrella academy #tua #five #number five #five hargreeves #five hargreeves x reader #five hargreeves imagine #number five x reader #number five imagine #five x reader #five imagine #tua x reader #tua imagine

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fictional-orphan-smackdown · 1 year ago

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ROUND 4, MATCH 1!

All propaganda and what each competitor is from under the cut

The Baudelaire Orphans (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

The epitome of orphans, they’re the best

“I’m having a very terrible childhood right now”-Klaus

The story deadass begins with them being told that their parents died in a fire and that they're orphans now. They then bounce from guardian to guardian who tend to always meet a gruesome fate at the hands of Count Olaf. Not only have they been orphaned once, but have been orphaned multiple times and are called "The Baudelaire Orphans" by not only characters in the book but by the narrator himself. They're called "The Baudelaire Orphans" so many times that it might as well be a defining character trait of theirs, and honestly it sort've is. The series doesn't even end with them finding a home or guardians of any kind, it ends with the Baudelaires fate being completely ambiguous with them literally sailing away from the island they were stranded on in the final book (yeah this series is quite the journey, I highly suggest it). These poor three kids are probably the most orphaned kids of all time since their orphaned in a new way almost every book and they deserve at least one win in their unfortunate tale.

These guys are like the poster-child of orphaning, we open the series with them finding out that they're orphans and also have no access to their money so now they hop around from place to place from weirdo caretaker to another weird/crazy/murderous caretaker and it's all fun and games and murder and decieving and surviving and thriving and---my point is, these three are a wonderful trio of siblings who love and rely on one another through all their trials and tribulations.

Literally every single one of their problems come from being orphans. They’re continually referred to as orphans and the plot of the first half of the series is them being shuffled around to guardians.

These kids are so orphaned they never even get a found family outside themselves. At least most stories featuring orphaned kids see them fulfill some sorta epic destiny or have them find a new home or set of loved ones of sorts. The Baudelaires? They're thrown from one fucking failure of a home into the next, ignored, hunted, etc.. It's been years but like, even in the end, they still have to set sail alone. As individual characters, they aren't bad either. Violet's the dependable big sister who's knack for inventions comes in handy, Klaus is a well-read chap and Sunny is a lovely gremlin. They make a good trio.

Every single guardian they try to obtain throughout the series turns out to be someone who wants the large inheritance left for them and is willing to do whatever it takes to get it.

They basically fend for themselves the whole series when no adult will listern to them. The whole series is them being resourceful and clever the whole series despite the misfortune. Violet is a brilliant inventor, Klaus reads and collects knowledge, and Sunny learns to be a good cook over the series

their parents die tragically in a fire and then everything awful proceeds to happen to them

I haven't read these books in years but if any orphans deserve to win a smackdown it's these fools, they are constantly in the trenches in those books goddamn. Also that baby is like a shredder they have that on their side, I think that beast literally solo'd a snake?

(This one was specifically for Klaus, but I'll put it here still) He and his sisters being orphans is kinda the point. As in many books, it's the trigger for them to change lives and navigating hardships. The thing is, their hardships just grow worse and "unfortunate" (read "dreadful") events keep happening to them as they stick together instead of the story getting better. Klaus and Violet become Sunny's subtitute parents and get through their more and more miserable lives together keeping hope things would eventually get better

Arguably more famously orphaned than Bruce Wayne, if not for how their story happens while they’re orphaned children versus an orphaned adult. Definitely have the most famously tragic post-orphaning story. All three are incredibly brilliant in their own way, including the literal baby. Pursued relentlessly by the leader of a maniacal theater troupe and letdown by a slew of adults, so it’s all the more impressive how amazing they each turned out to be. Book series was so good it got turned into a pretty great movie and then a successful TV show years later. Also can’t forget how these three are orphaned repeatedly as the distant relatives who take them in get killed off in increasingly inventive manners. Let’s be honest, ain’t no characters out here orphaning like the Baudelaire orphans.

this series taught me so many cool words and phrases and I love each of the 3 main characters so much

Violet, Klaus, and Sunny are peddled from caretaker to caretaker over the course of 13 books, always being chased by the evil Count Olaf who wants to steal the Baudelaire fortune that the children are meant to inherit once they reach a certain age.

Spoilers ahead, the Baudelaires siblings story starts with them going from being the Baudelaire kids to the Baudelaire orphans, after their parents pass away in a mysterious fire. But they arent the only paternal figures that they lost, they go from tutor to tutor, almost all the good ones dying in front of them, and even the ones that survive at first their future is uncertain since the last time the kids see them they are blindfolded in a burnind building, and we never found out who make it out alive and who didnt. Even the main villian, Count Olaf their first tutor, and the only constant adult in their life after their parents death ends up dying in front of them. These three are orphans ten times over.

They are THE orphans. They have lost not only their parents but multiple guardians that they went to live with as well.

They're THE Orphans. The childhood book orphans we all read, Orphans Prime if you will. They lose their parents, every caregiver who's ever kind to them, then say fuck it and live on a deserted island on their own to raise themselves abd fully embrace their orphan status. On the island, they learn their parents survived the shipwreck then died again - double orphaning even.

OH MY SWEET LITTLE CHILDREN THAT FUELED MY LOVE FOR READING AND THE MACABRE Violet- Won her first of many invention competitions when she was five with an automatic rolling pin (comprised of a window shade and six pairs of roller skates). Extremely innovative and genius, foiled by her kindness to others. And she knows how to make a Molotov cocktail. Klaus- Absolute monster of a bibliophile, conducts research for fun, and has a photographic memory. He is known to want nothing more than "a good book, a comfy chair, and the warm glow of a reading lamp". He also is a Herman Melville fan, which is points for him in my book. Sunny- Most people know her only for her penchant for biting, but Sunny is a distinctly distinguished character. She has sharp wit (as long as you can read it through her babbles), her poker skills are phenomenal for a baby, and she has quite the knack for cooking! Also yeah, the teeth. She climbed an elevator shaft with them once.

They are constantly going through it, give these kids a break for real

Mina Murray/Harker (Dracula)

IIIIIIII Loveeeeeeee Herrrrrr, she's learning shorthand, she's the group scribe, she writes in her diary about her and lucy seeing cows on a walk, AND she's a train fiend. She's everything to me fr

#poll #a series of unfortunate events #violet baudelaire #klaus baudelaire #sunny baudelaire #dracula #re: dracula #dracula daily #mina harker #mina murray

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desiresiwant · 9 months ago

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she/her - ⚤ - sagittarius - infp-t - writer of OC-centric longfics & original works featuring Black women always as the protagonist (ofc my fics are open to all who acts right) - lover of many fandoms that will soon come to light - taking no request unless it’s regarding my fics, but happy to gush with you over fandoms and my fics - minors DNI

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T H E O R I G I N A L S

↳ Warm-Blooded (oc-centric series <4 books>, klaus mikaelson & blackbiracial!oc | father & daughter duo pov)

H O U S E O F T H E D R A G O N

↳ A Dragon’s Touch (oc-centric longfic, au, medium-burn, targaryen/dornish mixed!bastard X oc!targaryen prince)

T W I L I G H T

↳ Something About You (oc-centric longfic, college-setting, slight au, slow-burn for now, seth clearwater X black!oc <aged-up ofc> )

T H E V A M P I R E D A I R I E S

↳ Your First And Last

(enemies to lovers slow burn, college-setting, season 3 rewrite, klaus mikaelson X bonnie bennett <COMING SOON> can read more about it here and enjoy the cover here)

T H E F A L C O N A N D T H E W H I T E S O L D I E R

↳ Black Hearts

( oc-centric possible short fic, post show, slight au, bucky barnes X blacksuperhuman!oc <COMING SOON> enjoy some edits here)

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slow updates. laptop broken AGAIN. trying my best to do what I can with what I have

dividers credited to @anitalenia

#introduction #intro post #ao3 writer #wattpad #black fanfiction #oc centric #black!oc #black reader #black fem reader #fanfic #black!reader #ao3 #black writers #black fanfic writer #female writers #the originals fanfiction #hotd fanfiction #twilight

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melmedardasworld · 10 months ago

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your fics are so good! I love the chemistry between klonnie. What scenes in canon would you rewrite to feature more Klonnie?

Ah, thank you so much! I try. ☺️ Klonnie will always have my heart mainly because it pairs one of my two favorite and most powerful characters in the TVDU.

There are so many opportunities in the show to naturally build up Klonnie, and it would still make sense, especially if it is a slow burn, which would be the best course for Klonnie, in my opinion. Also, E2L is my favorite trope if you've read my collection of one-shots and other works. But it fit and would also work for them in the show since they can stand up to the other given their power.

But going for specific scenes and rewriting them for Klonnie comes to mind. This will be a long post, and I will make separate posts to focus on other seasons too so this answer will focus on season 2 only. Thanks, anon, for giving me this creative brain boost because I am going down a rabbit hole. Will I write it? Chances are small, but never say never. But I love sharing my what-ifs on here to at least get them out of my mind.

Season 2: Klonnie are enemies, plain and simple. They're out to kill each other. Bonnie to protect her friends, and Klaus to become the Original Hybrid and for power.

I would mainly focus on the last few episodes in this season. But Bonnie is secluded from the others because she has to fake her death from Klaus. I've given my opinion and feelings about having her off-screen so much just to save the day by beating the big bad. However, it does allow me to take liberties by setting the tone for Klonnie, which would pay off later in the later seasons. Also, I am still trying to keep the overall plot the same.

Season 2, Episode 17 - "Know Thy Enemy":

• Damon leads Bonnie and Jeremy to the Witch's House, where Bonnie harnesses the power of dead witches (first use of Spirit magic).

• Bonnie feels the deaths of the witches and realizes she must be careful as her body isn't strong enough to channel so much power. She keeps this secret from everyone except Jeremy.

• The goal is for Bonnie to have enough power to deal with Klaus, as per Elijah's plan.

• Klaus, working through Isobel, sets his plans in motion with his witch Maddox.

• Klonnie element: While they don't interact directly, this sets the moment when they prepare for an eventual confrontation, setting the stage for future encounters.

Season 2, Episode 18 - "The Last Dance":

• Alaric!Klaus gathers information through a compelled Katherine, learning the group believes Bonnie has lost her powers.

• Klaus decides to do personal reconnaissance as Alaric to observe his doppelgänger and verify Bonnie's power status.

• Bonnie expresses confidence in her ability to take down anyone, including an Original.

• Key Klonnie moment: When Bonnie confidently states she can take down anyone, Alaric!Klaus briefly shows interest and doubt about her power and self-assurance. He is both intrigued, but mostly wants her gone since she is the thing that can ruin his plans.

• Alaric!Klaus consults with Maddox about killing Bonnie, learning that channeling too much power will kill her.

• At the dance, Alaric!Klaus observes Bonnie and lures her into a confrontation.

• The cafeteria showdown: Bonnie is ruthless with her attacks on Alaric!Klaus.

• Klonnie element: During their battle, Klaus (in Alaric's body) shows a flicker of interest in Bonnie's power. He mentions the "new order," he planned for 1000 years hinting at a potential alliance if circumstances were different. Klaus internally acknowledges that in different circumstances, he might have tried to recruit Bonnie to his side.

• This encounter plants a seed for future interactions while maintaining their current enemy status.

Season 2, Episode 19 - "Klaus":

• Bonnie, while in hiding, learns about Klaus's history with her own research through her ancestors.

• Bonnie sees unconnected visions of Klaus's past, including his human life, first turning, and transformation into the notorious monster he's become.

• Through it, Bonnie discovers the truth about the Sun and Moon Curse being the actual Hybrid Curse and thinks it’s best to focus on weakening Klaus by eliminating his witch, Maddox.

• She plots with Damon to deal with Maddox at the right moment to prevent Klaus from finding a replacement in time.

• Klaus appears in his original body.

• Klonnie element: Bonnie's growing curiosity about Klaus's past and the "new order" he mentioned, she is looking for a way to weaken him and protect her friends.

Season 2, Episode 21 - "The Sun Also Rises":

• Jeremy and Bonnie search for a resuscitation spell to save Elena from becoming a vampire.

• The ritual started. Bonnie offers to perform a locator spell to find Klaus, using Elijah's blood.

•Building up Klonnie through a conversation with Elijah:

- While performing the spell, Bonnie questions Elijah about vampire nature and morality.

- She asks how vampires, can lose their humanity after living so long, they started as humans.

- Bonnie expresses her opinion about vampire cruelty given her experience with them, fueling her desire to kill Klaus.

- Elijah reveals that he and Klaus weren't always monsters and explains his past loyalty to Klaus.

- He discloses Klaus's betrayal - the murder of their family - and his quest for atonement.

- This conversation provides Bonnie with indirect insight into Klaus's character and history.

• Bonnie questions Elijah's resolve to kill Klaus, given their brotherhood. Elijah assures her of his commitment.

• During the sacrifice ritual:

- Bonnie confronts Klaus, shocking him with her survival and power.

- She taunts Klaus, declaring his "new order" will never rise. Yes my girl is petty like that, we know this.

• Elijah betrays them, fleeing with Klaus when promised the whereabouts of their family.

• Bonnie feels betrayed but also stupid for not expecting it, reinforcing her distrust of vampires but also complicating her understanding of family loyalty.

Season 2, Episode 22 - "As I Lay Dying":

• We shift to Klaus, who wakes up naked in the empty woods after his first transformation as a hybrid. Elijah is with him and explains that Klaus was in his werewolf form for two days, even after the full moon had passed.

• Klaus is elated by this revelation. He smiles as he recalls every kill he made during his transformation, showcasing his newfound power and the control he has over his hybrid nature.

• Elijah reminds Klaus of their bargain - he wants to see the family members Klaus supposedly killed. Klaus assures Elijah that he will follow through with the deal soon enough.

• Klaus then taunts Elijah about having to break his word to save him, referencing Elijah's alliance with "the little witch" (Bonnie) and the Salvatores.

• In a subtle Klonnie moment, Klaus wonders aloud if the Salvatores and their "secret weapon" (referring to Bonnie) aren't seeking revenge. This shows that Bonnie is very much on Klaus's mind, recognizing her as a significant threat.

• Elijah urges Klaus to hurry, but Klaus tells him to lighten up, assuring him that they will soon be reunited with their family.

• Internally, Klaus reflects on his near-death experience at Bonnie's hands. Despite now being unkillable as the Hybrid, he's acutely aware of how close Bonnie came to ending him. This leads him to consider his next moves regarding Bonnie:

1. He needs to keep an eye on her, either to potentially use her power or to eliminate her as a threat.

2. With no witches currently serving him, he contemplates forcing Bonnie's hand by threatening her friends and Mystic Falls.

3. He also considers waiting for Bonnie to come after him in retaliation for Elena's death, curious to see her next move.

• Klaus finds himself somewhat impressed by Bonnie's power and fearlessness, remembering how she was ready to face both him and Elijah even if it meant her death. This sparks a sense of respect and a desire to gain her loyalty, possibly even corrupt her to his side.

• However, Klaus puts these thoughts aside for now. He has work to do first, needing to rebuild his "new order" with a new species sired solely to him: Hybrids.

• The scene then transitions to Stefan and Bonnie at the witches' house. Bonnie explains that she will attempt to summon Emily to find a cure for the werewolf bite. Bonnie attempts to contact Emily for a cure to the werewolf bite, but is rebuked by the spirits for misusing their power.

• Left alone, Bonnie tries to reconnect with the spirits, seeking guidance about Klaus's survival and new hybrid status.

• The spirits remain silent, leaving Bonnie questioning their concept of balance and feeling unsupported.

• This marks the beginning of Bonnie's doubt about the spirits and her role in maintaining supernatural balance.

• Her growing uncertainty and isolation could potentially create an opening for future interactions with Klaus, as both navigate their evolving supernatural identities.

#bonnie bennett #klaus mikaelson #klonnie #I’ll add my take for seasons 3-4-5 in separate posts #long post

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ambrosia-ghostie · 10 months ago

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i am so upset.

here are my real-time thoughts from tua series finale, i guess:

- is gun control not a thing in this timeline? jeez

- i don’t even know where i’d get a gun lmao

- this is giving MAGA… yikes

- i love meghan so much. national treasure. AND she can sing. EGOT, please.

- lila isn’t the only one hiding stuff from her husband 👀

- diego talking about lila with a new lease on life 🥺

- awh this is very “it’s a wonderful life”

- lila’s family is fab. the spinoff we need.

- i love how many actors get to perform as other actors performing another role on this show

- the whistle !!! call him out dr. jean !!!

- THAT WAS SO UNNECESSARY

- dr. jean deserved better !!! 😭

- i love the fast food lady (featured extra). she understood the assignment.

- “it smells so nice in here!” why are me and klaus the same person but completely different?

- call back to viktor drawing the umbrella tattoo as a kid !!!

- holy shit, ben is the fly

- body horror is so cool

- oh hey! they’re seeing each other and it’s neither a wedding nor a funeral

- klaus still eating because he deserves it - just give him all the nourishment, please

- why do they always wait to tell each other the most important thing ??? one brain cell - i stg

- “not during christmas” - oh, diego. for those of us with chaotic families, it’s always on christmas

- klaus scooping up five’s empty seat is such big family/sibling energy

- “i didn’t see that one coming!” klaus, luther, and allison look just as confused as i still am

- THIS IS SO WEIRD AND RANDOM

- LITTLE GRACE NOOOO

- time travel is wild. five was right in s1 - i am not smart enough for it.

- “do you love him?” 🥺

- cronenberg would love this. i wonder how much of the virus effect is practical vs. cgi

- klaus’s clothes make a lot more sense for the final showdown since he probably borrowed from one of lila’s relatives

- luther’s borrowed clothing is a bit too luther to be believably borrowed tho

- this is my favorite van 🚐 set piece since little miss sunshine

- allison pulling the emergency brake is the ultimate mom arm 💪

- i too, like five, always end up in the subway (as a new yorker)

- oh shit, i just realized that no one probably told klaus how ben really died - ugh

- but, you know what, allison probably didn’t want to overwhelm the poor guy with more trauma so i’ll let the lack of communication slide this time

- “i can fly now! oh it hurts”

- aim for the tanks… like jaws… the… 🦈 ?

- sigh, five and diego beef is just really not necessary - i’m annoyed

- “my hand is stuck in its ass” !!!

- FIVE AND DIEGO STOP THIS NONSENSE

- WHO CARES ??? this romance is not that important, dude. you’ve been trying to save your family for decades, my guy 😭

- oh damn - is five going to find the right subway station now?

- if they all forget everything like fucking dorothy in kansas, i’m going to be so mad

- holy shit - PET CEMETARY, but like PET SEMETERY !!! you can’t bring someone back, not really… that’s the show 😭

- netflix loves their stephen king

- this is also the lesson in 11/22/63… JFK… yeah

- i could write a thesis on this rn

- we got our coffee shop AU ?!?!

- can i be “cheesecake five”?

- oh… oh no

- THE COMMISSION! THE FOUNDER! AHHHH

- no no no

- don’t make my children not exist 😭

- THIS ISN’T WHAT I SIGNED UP FOR

- i’m sobbing… out of hurt and anger, tbh

- the children/family are on the lifeboats 💔

….

…

i’m not going to be ok for a while

klaus didn’t find out how ben died ???

wouldn’t ghost ben have been able to tell him ???

they really did borrow from stephen king because the alien reginald plot was pointless (i’m looking at you, under the dome)

all in all, i’m glad i got to spend time with these characters… we could have gotten even fewer seasons based on how netflix operates. but this ending could have been written/executed so much better.

i would have even smiled if the last scene was with everyone in the void. but no. we get the original ending of the little mermaid with the marigolds instead of sea foam 😫

there were parts of it i did like - especially the cleanse - but i feel like we all deserved better…

i dedicate this post to the memory of dave, sissy, ray, and every other beautiful character who ultimately became disposable. 💔

#tua spoilers #tua season 4 #tua s4 spoilers #tua s4 #the umbrella academy #umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #allison hargreeves #diego hargreeves #luther hargreeves #ben hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #five hargreeves #lila pitts #i’m going to go bury myself alive brb #💔

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kaufmann-6 · 11 months ago

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Oh, hiiii! It was about time I made an official introduction to my blog!

I'm Kaufmann, but you can call me Kauf! I'm a writer on ao3, an avid fic reader and a pianist!

I like to reblog some of my favorite fandoms content, like PJO, Batfam and TUA on this blog and share my fics. (feel free to send me writing prompts and headcanons from the fandoms I'll list below, I'd love a challenge!)

I'm also open to fic colabs and friendly chat. You have my permission to remix, translate, make podfics and/or fanarts out of my works but please tag me when posting here on tumblr. You can also post on ao3 using the "inspired by" or gift feature. (do not post content based on my works out of ao3 and tumblr)

If you'd like to make a writing request, here's my Bad Things Happen Bingo card. I'm accepting Jason Todd and Maverick requests!

I go by Kaufmann on AO3. Here are some things that I've written:

The Umbrella Academy

Absence → A remix fic I wrote for @tua-masked-author based out of @littlerit's amazing work, The Time Traveler's Life. It's Klaus pov of his 14th birthday and Five's multiple appearances. Angsty.

If Only → An AU in which Patch didn't notice Five's van across the street and Cha-Cha got tired of waiting so she kills Klaus on S1E4.

Bubble Thoughts → Another @tua-masked-author entry, an older one this time. It's a post-S3 fic in which Klaus reflects on his father's betrayal and his actions in that season. Luther helps him cope.

I can die when I'm done. → Written for @tua-masked-author first edition! It's a missing scene fic from when Klaus was locked in that tiny motel closet in S1 when Hazel and Cha-Cha left to blow up Meritech. Character study, internal monologue. Lots of Angst & Hurt/No Comfort.

The Bargain → An old wip that I really should pick up again. It's an AU in which the Handler decided to use Five's love for his siblings against him and uses Klaus as a hostage to get Five to work for her on S1E5. TW: SA.

DC Batman

'Cause you all try to keep me down → Black Mask kidnaps Red Hood and Red Robin and Jason is forced to watch Tim get tortured by the man who hates him the most. This fic was written for @febuwhump 2024. TW: Whump & electric shock torture.

resigned. → A drabble in which I explore how sick and tired Jason is of giving the batfamily a chance, only to be disappointed, but he can't not give in, because he deeply cares about them. Character study. Loosely set post Batman and Robin (2011) #20: Red Hood.

I'm absolutely obsessed with Jason Todd at the moment and have so many fic ideas, including a Time Traveller's Wife AU coming up soon. Stay tunned!

Riordanverse (PJO, HOO, TOA)

Oh, ho, the mistletoe (is hung where you can see) → Jasico Imprint Soulmate AU written for @jasico-challenges's Bingo Challenges 2024. Between flashbacks from the past, nightmares and christmas presents, Jason and Nico figure out how to tell their friends the truth about their relationship.

If you had one more chance → Jasico fic for the Percy Jackson Gift Exchange Autum Equinox 2023. Nico struggles after Jason's death and decides to risk everything to bring him back. Orpheus & Euridyce style.

Every Breath You Take → Jercy fic written for the Percy Jackson Gift Exchange Winter Solstice 2022. Percy and Jason are secretly pining for each other. In a road trip across the country, they finally face their feelings, but not withought some angst and jelously in the middle.

It Doesn't Matter Anymore → A Jason Grace character study from when he was stuck in the wind prison in TOA. What was he thinking on his very last moments? Angst and Hurt/No Comfort. TW: Major character death & implied/referenced suicide.

I've written fics of some other fandoms like Maze Runner and I Am Not Okay With This but the fadoms above are the ones I'm still active in.

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WIP Wednesday

Part of the weekly klaroline posting, and also tagged by @carry-the-sky and @ninzied who write for different fandoms but continue to blow my mind with their work.

This is A Dream, Resurrected continued. Posting unedited just to feel like i am progressing, even if it's a fic not many people will dig.This is set in the park with the simulated falls, and features Caroline and Klaus on a picnic blanket together, because of reasons.

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His eyes flickered to the Falls then, voice strangely soft as he responded. “Dream was Rebekah’s idea.”

“That snooty bitch on the ‘feed?”

Klaus laughed, sitting up and circling his arms over his knees. It made him seem like a kid. Vulnerable. The danger signs flashed in her head. He nodded to her, catching her eye with a look she found to be far too searching for comfort.

“Bekah wanted a normal life. This was as close as she could envision. A moment to return to normalcy. To before. But they’ve never really been enough, have they, Caroline?”

She could almost picture the jaws closing shut, and she blinked. “Me? I’ve never really played around with Dream, like I said.”

He had the audacity to roll his eyes. “Can we stop with the charade? He turned towards her and any ideas of vulnerability were wiped clean by the almost manic expression on his face. “What is it? What do you do to make them so real?”

“I--, I’m just a dream tech, Klaus.”

“And I’m tired of you lying to me.” His eyes locked with hers and it felt like she was fighting a war.

She broke their eye contact, as if it were a simple thing, and stood up, brushing her palms on her thighs to keep from shaking. “And I’m tired of being bullied for a reason you won’t come out and say, so I think we’re done here.”

“I don’t like to be played with, Caroline.”

“Neither do I? Look, I met you a few days ago and so far my experience is veiled threats and vague questions. Excuse me for not jumping to do your bidding. I guess you’re used to that, being a Mikaelson.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” His jaw was set, all traces of dimples long gone. She found herself missing them.

“What do you think it means? Your family owns the most valuable commodity in the world. You could buy anything you want, ask anyone to do what you want. That’s not how the world works for most people. We’re just here, trying to make a living, trying to understand what the hell our ancestors were thinking when they burned out the sun, trying to just,” she threw up her hands, “struggle to be happy. Just…”

She couldn’t let the opportunity go, even as she aggressively folded the blanket in her frustration, and the words came out softer than she intended, more pleading than she wished. “You were there. Before. You have to know.”

#klaroline #klaroline wip wednesday #now i can catch up and read others' tomorrow #as i edit half of it after i post lmao

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biblenewsprophecy · 11 months ago

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WEF’s ‘Summer Davos��: Another steps towards a one-world government

COGwriter

The World Economic Forum (WEF) just concluded its three day ‘Summer Davos’ conference in Dalian, People’s Republic of China, today.

Today the WEF referred to it as “Annual Meeting of the New Champions” (https://www.weforum.org/agenda/2024/06/amnc-2024-day3-what-to-know/).

Here is some information about its goals and what was said:

Klaus Schwab pushes ‘fourth industrial revolution’ at WEF’s ‘Summer Davos’ …

June 27, 2024

World Economic Forum (WEF) founder Klaus Schwab … said that the participants must “force collaboration” in order to drive economic growth and create a more resilient future.

“To drive future economic growth we must embrace innovation and force the collaboration across sectors, regions, nations, and cultures to create a more peaceful, inclusive, sustainable, and resilient future,” said Schwab.

“At this critical juncture the active participation of all stakeholders is essential to ensure a sustainable development path,” he added.

Schwab also mentioned that technologies coming out of the so-called fourth industrial revolution would make the world a better place.

“We are witnessing rapid technological advances with many opportunities, and with artificial intelligence, rapidly transforming our production and our lives,” he said, adding, “Breakthroughs from the fourth industrial revolution provide new opportunities for global prosperity and growth.” …

The WEF strives to be the “leading global institution for public-private collaboration,” which is the fusion of corporation and state, or corporatism. https://www.lifesitenews.com/news/klaus-schwab-pushes-fourth-industrial-revolution-at-wefs-summer-davos-opening/?utm_source=most_recent&utm_campaign=usa

June 26, 2024

The three-day 15th Annual Meeting of the New Champions, also known as the Summer Davos, opened in Dalian on June 25, drawing global attention to China once again. The initial impression from the outside world is one of “unprecedented scale” – this year’s forum has set new records in terms of number of sessions, and guest attendance, with approximately 200 events and nearly 50 meetings livestreamed online. Over 1,700 representatives from more than 100 countries and regions around the world are participating. This highlights the international community’s strong desire to seek opportunities through cooperation, against the backdrop of decoupling and supply chain disruptions challenging the global economy, particularly in high-tech fields. The Summer Davos, dubbed the “flower of technology and innovation” of the summer, has once again built a bridge for mutual achievements between China and the world.

This year’s forum features the theme “Next Frontiers for Growth,” with key topics including exploring paths for cooperation in the current international landscape, the outlook for the Chinese economy, seeking growth amid complex risks, reconfiguring global trade routes, and addressing the fragmentation of the global financial system. From this, it is not difficult to discern the organizers’ intent: to explore paths for cooperation in a world full of uncertainties. On one hand, geopolitical conflicts and regional trade frictions are placing global industrial and supply chains at a disadvantage; on the other hand, emerging economies, represented by China, are playing a crucial role in the global economic landscape. It can be said that this year’s forum theme is particularly relevant to current realities. https://www.globaltimes.cn/page/202406/1314836.shtml

What is the “fourth industrial revolution” that the WEF wants to force? Here is some of what the WEF says about it:

Fourth Industrial Revolution

The Fourth Industrial Revolution represents a fundamental change in the way we live, work and relate to one another. It is a new chapter in human development, enabled by extraordinary technology advances commensurate with those of the first, second and third industrial revolutions. These advances are merging the physical, digital and biological worlds in ways that create both huge promise and potential peril. The speed, breadth and depth of this revolution is forcing us to rethink how countries develop, how organisations create value and even what it means to be human. https://www.weforum.org/focus/fourth-industrial-revolution/ accessed 06/27/24

What the WEF keeps pushing are steps towards a one-world government. One that will have more and more controls on humans.

Notice, also, that the WEF is saying that the Fourth Industrial Revolution includes essentially redefining what it means to be human.

Years back, the World Economic Forum (WEF) posted:

The central premise of transhumanism, then, is that biological evolution will eventually be overtaken by advances in genetic, wearable and implantable technologies that artificially expedite the evolutionary process. 04/10/2018 https://www.weforum.org/agenda/2018/04/transhumanism-advances-in-technology-could-already-put-evolution-into-hyperdrive-but-should-they/

Now, let’s look at the following report related to aspects of that:

Globalist Klaus Schwab made it clear that transhumanism is an integral part of “The Great Reset” when he said that the fourth industrial revolution would “lead to a fusion of our physical, digital and biological identity,” which in his book he clarifies is implantable microchips that can read your thoughts. …

The agenda is primarily based around dismantling the current capitalist system in favor of greater centralized technocrat rule which will lead to lower living standards, less fuel consumption, fewer civil liberties and the accelerated automation of jobs. …

“What the fourth industrial revolution will lead to is a fusion of our physical, digital and biological identity,” Schwab told the Chicago Council on Global Affairs. …

“As capabilities in this area improve, the temptation for law enforcement agencies and courts to use techniques to determine the likelihood of criminal activity, assess guilt or even possibly retrieve memories directly from people’s brains will increase,” writes Schwab.

“Even crossing a national border might one day involve a detailed brain scan to assess an individual’s security risk.”

Schwab also waxes lyrical about the transhumanist utopian dream shared by all elitists which will ultimately lead to the creation of human cyborgs.

“Fourth Industrial Revolution technologies will not stop at becoming part of the physical world around us—they will become part of us,” writes Schwab.

“Indeed, some of us already feel that our smartphones have become an extension of ourselves.

“Today’s external devices — from wearable computers to virtual reality headsets — will almost certainly become implantable in our bodies and brains.” 11/17/20 https://humansbefree.com/2020/11/klaus-schwab-great-reset-implantable-microchips.html

SpaceX and Neuralink founder Elon Musk suggested that in order for humans to stay relevant in the age of AI, we must merge with machines. He’s not alone. … transhumanism, an idea proposed by World Economic Forum (WEF) founder Klaus Schwab in his book, The Fourth Industrial Revolution. In a 2021 interview with 60 Minutes, a prominent WEF member, Yuval Noah Harari, stated: “We will soon have the power to re-engineer our bodies and brains, whether it is with genetic engineering or by directly connecting brains to computers or by creating completely non-organic entities—artificial intelligence (AI)—which is not based at all on the organic body or the organic brain. And these technologies are developing at breakneck speed.” https://www.forbes.com/sites/forbesagencycouncil/2022/09/09/communicating-futuristic-concepts-perception-is-everything/?sh=414563aa1e9b

While transhumanism per se is not explicitly mentioned in the Bible, its appearance is consistent with biblical warnings about what will come to pass with the coming 666 beast power (se Revelation 13:15-18).

As far as the transhumanist agenda that the WEF and others have pushed, we have the following related video:

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Transhumanist Religion?

What is transhumanism? Have billionaires and globalists pushed for aspects of it? What about Klaus Schwab and the World Economic Forum? Is it a type of secular religion that wants to move pass limits of the human body and brain? What about the Vatican, Pope Francis, or the Freemasons? Is it a false religion? Did Archbishop Carlo Maira Viganò warn against it? Did Could it involve Artificial Intelligence? Did Ray Kurtzweil and Yuval Noah Harar promote it? Does the Bible warn about aspects of transhumanist or AI? Can transhumanism bring eternal life or is Jesus needed for that? Does the Bible point to world leaders using religion to promote a globalist agenda? Will Europe or Rome be involved? Could the Beast to come feign Roman Catholicism and help try to change it? Are his followers prophesied to betray the city of seven hills/mountains? Steve Dupuie and Dr.Thiel go over these matters.

Here is a link to our video: Transhumanist Religion?

Many are working towards a world of digital controls with artificial religion that will not lead to liberty.

Many, including World Economic Forum (WEF) founder Klaus Schwab, are looking to Artificial Intelligence to improve the human condition. Notice one such report related to him earlier this month:

Top global elite touts ungodly method as way to live forever

June 19, 2024

German economist and World Economic Forum founder Klaus Schwab made waves on social media this week after a leaked video from a September 2022 WEF Young Global Leaders conference showed Schwab telling his audience that merging human beings with technology could be used as a way to circumvent death and live forever.

A well-known proponent of “The Great Reset,” Schwab envisions a future where all of humanity will live under the yolk of a One World Government, where citizens will “own nothing” and “be happy.”

In the video, Schwab touted the benefits of transhumanism to his audience, stating that a person would be able to have a 50-year career through life-extending technologies that includes injections, and the use of avatars in place of a body after it dies.

“Your avatar will continue to live, and your brain will be replicated through artificial intelligence and algorithms.” Schwab said, adding this could happen within the next 50 years. …

Transhumanism, according to an article by the WEF published in 2018, is a movement wherein advocates believe the human condition can be enhanced by technology in all forms, including genetic engineering, bioengineering, artificial intelligence and molecular nanotechnology. …

Klaus-Gerd Giesen, a professor of political science at Clermont Auvergne University in Clermont-Ferrand, France, … states that transhumanist thought can be broken down into three main underpinnings: 1) humans are fundamentally obsolete, 2) there must be a complete integration between human and machine, and 3) doing this would make human beings transcend humanity itself – essentially enabling a person to become a technological god. …

According to Giesen, a transhumanist’s main goal is undoing the current world order and replacing it completely with a new set of values that would eventually result in a redistribution of wealth and the restructuring of social classes. https://www.wnd.com/2024/06/top-global-elite-touts-ungodly-method-way-live-forever/

Yes, the WEF is promising its false type of liberty and eternal life through its false reset and AI. Here is something that came to my mind from the Apostle Peter:

18 For when they speak great swelling words of emptiness, they allure through the lusts of the flesh, through lewdness, the ones who have actually escaped from those who live in error. 19 While they promise them liberty, they themselves are slaves of corruption; for by whom a person is overcome, by him also he is brought into bondage. (2 Peter 2:18-19)

Many are working towards a world of digital controls with artificial religion that will not lead to liberty.

The type of ‘Great Reset’ that the WEF is promising will bring bondage as it supports many things that will lead to the rise of the Beast of Revelation 13:1-10.

The good news, however, is that the world that the globalists and transhumanists are working on will be replaced by the coming Kingdom of God (cf. Revelation 17:14, 19:1-21).

Consider that the Bible warns:

1 Unless the Lord builds the house, They labor in vain who build it; (Psalms 127:1)

Yet, groups like the WEF do not want to have the true God involved. Therefore:

28 And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a debased mind, to do those things which are not fitting; (Romans 1:28)

It is not that all the WEF goals are bad, but they are often promoting a lot that is debased and not good.

The Bible shows that a totalitarian government to be ruled by the Beast will be put in place fairly soon–and that is something that the WEF is unknowingly working towards.

While international cooperation can be good, the ONLY real solution for the problems facing humanity are repentance and the good news of the coming Kingdom of God–yet that is NOT something that the WEF and its allies are working towards.

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insufferablemonsters · 10 months ago

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klaus was so infatuated with the slayer's intoxicating scent that he had been thrown off guard when she easily escaped his grip by fiercely kneeing him and then elbowing him in his side for good measure. if she had been anyone else, he would be furious with her disobedience but, since it was buffy summers, he was thoroughly impressed with her swift moves. he should've known better than to underestimate her. after all, there was a reason she had lasted as long as she had during her reign as the vampire slayer of her generation. despite that fact, it was still dazzling to him. he stumbled back and coughed a few times then chuckled once, he easily regained his breath. a heartier laugh escapes the original's lips, matching her eyes, ❛ impressive, slayer ❜ he started, straightening his posture. a devilish smirk overcomes his features, one brow arched seductively, ❛ is there a reason it cannot be both? ❜ he answered, shrugging nonchalantly. he was taunting her, wanting to see just how far he could push her and where her boundaries were set but, he had to admit to himself, she was quite attractive. he couldn't help himself.

he noted the way she held herself and postured herself in such a way that she'd be ready for any attack he'd attempt. that's not exactly why he wasn't lunging at her in this particular moment but more so, he was intrigued with the way she moved. she was confident and graceful. she was smarter than most hunters he's come across throughout his existence. he desired to know more about her. what made buffy summers so tick? he folded his arms over his chest, relaxed unlike she was, and he knew this because he could smell the adrenaline curling off her like smoke. it tempted him to attempt another bite at her seemingly delicious blood. still, he decided to make no move against her and simple talk ... for the time-being. ❛ really? and what is your type of dance, luv? the waltz, swing ... ❜ he suddenly decided to flash in front of her and grab her by the waist, dipping her with ease and staring deeply into her eyes above her, holding her securely, ❛ salsa? i can work with whatever you'd like, slayer ... ❜ he told her, bringing her back up slowly and letting go, backing away. he clasped his hands together and let them rest on the small of his back, ❛ i must admit, summers, 've met slayers in my time, but none of them have ever exceeded my expectations such as you. you're — world-renowned. not many others could say the same. you're ... special. forgive me but, color me curious, i suppose. ❜

【❖】 ―――― Buffy's heart raced as Klaus's grip tightened around her throat, his eyes full of a predatory hunger that sent shivers down her spine. She refused to show any sign of fear, locking eyes with him defiantly even as her breath struggled to find its way past his strong fingers. With a fierce determination, she brought her knee up sharply, it was just enough to make him release his hold on her. Gasping for air, Buffy didn't waste a second as she drove her elbow into Klaus's side. ❝ Good, because I’m just getting warmed up. Though I have to ask myself if you’re trying to fight me or hit on me. ❞ Buffy stood her ground, ready for whatever move he would make next, her entire being focused on the dangerous opponent in front of her.

She was not going to let Klaus get the best of her. She had faced terrifying creatures before, and she refused to be just another victim in his long list. A feral�� grin tugged at the corners of Buffy's lips. She could feel the adrenaline coursing through her veins, heightening her senses and sharpening her reflexes. Buffy knew he was toying with her. It’s the precise reason she would let her guard down. Taking a step back, her eyes never leaving Klaus as she assessed the situation. She knew she had to stay on her toes — one wrong move could be the end of her. ❝ Gotta admit though, I was never the tango kinda girl. ❞ Buffy gritted her teeth in frustration, refusing to let herself be outmaneuvered by him again. ❝ You keep following me, I wanna know why ? ❞

#xxgotthedevilinsidexx #xxgotthedevilinsidexx: niklaus mikaelson x buffy summers.#❝ don't underestimate the allure of darkness. | niklaus mikaelson. / threads.#❝ the fate of the devil is a lonely one. ❞ | niklaus mikaelson. / main verse.#out for a walk ... bitch. | queue.

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icebluecyanide · 3 years ago

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Klelijah

“You need to wake up because I can’t do this without you.”

Missing scene for 2x06 or 2x07 when Klaus has taken Elijah back but hasn't been able to wake him up yet

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The room was too silent, the only sounds the soft ticking of the clock and Elijah’s regular slow breathing.

“Elijah,” Klaus said, sitting on the edge of the bed, eyes tracing the familiar features of his brother. “You have to wake up.”

There was no change in Elijah’s breathing, no sign at all that Elijah might finally return to the waking world. It was frustrating, but more than that, it was worrying. Their mother had done some magic to Elijah, and Klaus didn’t know how to save him from it.

“Brother,” he called again, but the result was the same.

Setting his jaw, he touched the side of Elijah’s face, finding his brother’s skin clam and cold.

“Elijah,” he whispered. “I know you must be able to hear me, wherever you are. You need to come back.”

On the bed, Elijah’s brow frowned slightly, as if his sleep was disturbed.

Encouraged, Klaus shuffled closer, and leaned forward until he could press his forehead against Elijah’s, opening his mind to his brother’s.

Brother, he whispered, the word echoing in his mind. Hear me and come back to us. We need you.

He hesitated, then continued. You need to wake up, because I can’t do this without you. There are too many enemies coming for us and I need you by my side.

He felt rather than saw the shiver that went through Elijah as Klaus’s words slid past whatever mental barriers his brother might usually have up.

Elijah, brother.

And just for a moment he was inside Elijah’s mind. There was a flash of a dark forest stretching out for miles and the threat of things lurking in the dark, but no Elijah anywhere. Lightning flashed, illuminating the forest and the large pines all around them.

And then he was back in the bedroom.

Klaus opened his eyes, his heart racing, caught by some terror he couldn’t quite explain, but he knew was not entirely his own. His forehead was still pressed against Elijah’s and his brother was afraid.

It made something in Klaus’s stomach squirm, to feel his brother’s fear. Elijah was always this composed creature. Sure, Klaus knew full well that it was a facade his brother had constructed, hiding the monster that lurked underneath. But even when he lost control, Klaus had rarely seen Elijah scared.

He pulled away, more shaken than he was willing to admit. Elijah wouldn’t be waking on his own, that much was obvious. Klaus would have to find another way to get through to his brother, because it seemed that as much as he needed Elijah, at the moment, his brother needed Klaus more.

#the originals for ts #klelijah #klaus #elijah #ywhiterain #my fanfic #thanks for prompting me!#it's been too long since i wrote them whoops #sorry if the dialogue sounds off

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fictional-orphan-smackdown · 1 year ago

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PENULTIMATE ROUND, MATCH 1!

All propaganda and what each competitor is from under the cut

The Baudelaire Orphans (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

The epitome of orphans, they’re the best

“I’m having a very terrible childhood right now”-Klaus

Every single guardian they try to obtain throughout the series turns out to be someone who wants the large inheritance left for them and is willing to do whatever it takes to get it.

their parents die tragically in a fire and then everything awful proceeds to happen to them

this series taught me so many cool words and phrases and I love each of the 3 main characters so much

They are THE orphans. They have lost not only their parents but multiple guardians that they went to live with as well.

They are constantly going through it, give these kids a break for real

Chuck e' Cheese (Restaurant/family entertainment center chain)

Charles Entertainment Cheese grew up in St. Marinara orphanage and he loved singing, especially happy birthday. But he didn't know his own birthday (because he is an orphan) so all he could do was celebrate other kids' birthdays. His favourite part was the pizza. He also loved playing Pong and he went to New York City after winning $50 in a Pong tournament.

#poll #a series of unfortunate events #violet baudelaire #klaus baudelaire #sunny baudelaire #chuck e cheese #showbiz pizza #charles entertainment cheese

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galvanizedfriend · 4 years ago

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Drabble: Feel the madness closing in

Written for KC Spookathon

[Set in TO S3. Caroline is in NOLA when Lucien and the Ancestors attempt to destroy the Mikaelson family - and they know exactly who to target in order to get to Klaus. Paranoia sends him to a very dark place, and Caroline finally learns the price of being loved so profoundly by a monster.

No magical babies. Beware of Deranged Klaus. 1.8k words.]

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Caroline comes to with a thunderous feeling low in her stomach. It spreads across her entire body, her senses flaring up with predatory precision before she's aware of even thinking, as though the monster was awakened before her human conscience could take over.

Her senses are instantly overwhelmed by the pungent smell of blood - fresh, warm, making every hair on her body stand to attention. Food. She's starving.

She worries her fangs against her lower lip, parched throat aching as she forces down a swallow. She struggles against the shackles trapping her to the chair. Her skin is raw and tender where the sturdy iron binds her wrists. Being stuck in this same position for so long means not even the comfortable chair or her vampiric constitution can save her from the soreness. But she's not injured. Dirty, maybe, hungry to the point of delirium, her insides ablaze with the need, but not hurt. Not physically, anyway.

Her eyes adjust quickly to the darkness, and then the source of the blood reveals itself. Three bodies lie on the ground, one of them twisted inhumanly, all three in pools of dark blood. She recognizes two of them: the big bald guy and the dark-haired woman who had been her constant companions for the last so many days - weeks, maybe, she doesn't know how long it's been, time dragging on painfully slowly down here -, assigned to standing guard in her cell and almost as annoyed by their task as she is for being there.

Apparently, they were stupid enough to make their displeasure known.

"Welcome back, love."

Caroline stiffens at the sound of his voice, rumbling loudly against the rough stony walls of the dungeon and settling deep within her chest with an eerie coolness. She sits up straight as he walks around her, finally coming into view. She can't quite hold the gasp when she sees all the blood. On his hair, his face, his clothes... Klaus never bothers with evidence.

He stops in front of her, unreadable eyes searching her body, head to toe, and then holding her gaze for an uncomfortable long time. "How do you feel?"

"I..." she stutters, unsure of what to say. There's a blank space in her memory. She takes in the scene before her, her own unconsciousness in the middle of a massacre, and a line forms between her eyebrows. "What happened here?"

Klaus' expression darkens further, lips furrowing into a scowl. "These ungrateful rats tried to betrayed me. Lucien offered them immunity if they delivered you to him. They took you out with vervain, tried to take off the shackles. Freya's warning system alerted me of their betrayal." He motions easily towards the mess of corpses on the ground, pursing his lips in a matter-of-fact way. "I took care of them."

Caroline shifts in her place. That explains the burning in her veins, then. She thought it was hunger, but it's poison.

"They won't be an issue anymore," Klaus says, his voice softening as he kneels down in front of her, probably noticing the worry on her features, though not all of it is for how close she came to ending up in Lucien's hands. A part of her is more concerned about the consequences of this plot than about the attempted betrayal itself. What this will do to Klaus.

He takes a flask from his jacket, uncorks it and offers it to her, turning it gently against her lips and helping her drink it. Caroline accepts without so much as a thought, for once not bothered at all with where Klaus got the warm blood from. Her entire body relaxes as she feeds, muscles unknotting, the growling inside of her subsiding almost completely for the first time in a very long while. Her thoughts clear in a second; she finally feels a bit more like herself.

Usually, Klaus limits her access to blood, making sure she doesn't starve, feeding her three times a day, but always in small doses. He doesn't want her strong enough to fight. Says she's way too clever. She's so hungry and annoyed most of the time she doesn't even have it in her to be flattered.

This time, however, he lets her drink the whole flask. Caroline shuts her eyes when she's done, relishing the feeling that washes through her.

Klaus pulls a strand of messy hair away from her face, his finger brushing lightly against her cheek. For a moment, she can almost believe everything will be alright. But then she opens her eyes again, looks straight into his, and reality sinks in like an anchor once more.

"Klaus..." she starts in a small, pleading tune.

"Save your breath, love. You're weak." He puts a finger on her lips to keep her quiet when she tries to argue, his thumb caressing her chin. "Do you see why I have to be so careful? Do you see what we're fighting against here? I can't trust anyone, Caroline. Not with you."

She jerks her face away from him, expression clouding into a scowl. "You can trust me."

"I do trust you, love. More than you know."

"Then let me out of here!" she counters with a near-shout, feeling her tramper fraying quickly, as has been the norm these days. "You can't keep me in a vault forever, Klaus. I'm not a thing."

He lets out an impatient sigh, standing to his feet. "I don't intend to keep you here forever, Caroline, as I've explained to you extensively. But I'm not bargaining with your life. Those damned Ancestors will stop at nothing until they've destroyed me, and you are their primary target. Lucien has a bounty on your head. Until we know how to take him down, you're staying put."

Caroline grunts in frustration. Ever since Lucien Castle completed his insane transformation into Super Hybrid and became the Ancestors' champion, Klaus has been unhinged, and it's only gotten worse since. After his first sireling made his intention to kill Caroline as revenge for Aurora known to all, paranoia has been devouring every bit of rationality left in Klaus' being. But it all escalated to dramatically new lows after what happened to Kol. The Ancestors gave a show of strength taking hold of his brother, making him kill Davina.

That sent Klaus free-falling into a spiral of derangement nobody seems able to stop. Not even her.

They were arguing at the study room one minute, the next she was waking up in the dungeons, bound to a chair by shackles spelled to hold a vampire and protected by a number of different enchantments. Nothing Caroline has tried - not even screaming from the top of her lungs - has had any effect. She's completely invisible down here, left to Klaus' maniacal whims and paranoid ideas of safety.

"Klaus," she starts again, trying to reel in the resentment that's been hardening into anger. Yelling at him has been proved fruitless, so she'll try a different avenue. "Look at me. Look at me." She waits until he does, latching her gaze onto his and baring all the angst and the bitterness in her soul to him. Klaus' eyes flash with something akin to shame before his mask of impassiveness slides back down, totally unrepentant. She's always known he's stubborn, unrivaled in his bullheadedness, but this is... Something else. "I know you're worried. I know you're trying to protect me. But this is not the way, Klaus. I'm hurting. You're hurting me," she says, warmth prickling behind her eyes. "I'm withering away in this place. Please. Let me out of here. Let's discuss something else. I will do whatever you want, will stay out of sight, hide under a desk every time someone comes in, but please. Just let me out."

He swallows the space to her with two purposeful strides, placing his hands on each arm of the chair, his face mere inches from hers. Caroline flinches inwardly, but forces herself to remain unmoved, even as her hands ball into nervous fists, making the skin under the shackles scream with burning ache.

For a split-second, she thinks of all the times she woke up with him this close to her in bed, smart blue eyes watching her with sheer adoration, a dimpled smile on his face that spoke of nothing but pure joy. Klaus does not make it easy to love him, but once they settled into an easy rhythm, finding their footing over countless disagreements and moody outbursts, it was bliss as Caroline's ever known. She was happy. Truly happy. And then this happened.

Now, when she looks into his eyes, she finds no trace of the man who loved her with abandon and devotion, no evidence of the softness he seemed to only reserve for her, in the safe haven of their intimate moments. It's all gone, replaced by world-burning dementia.

It makes her wonder if he hasn't been hexed like Kol. If his mind isn't being mauled by dark magic, destroying every bit of clarity he might have in a most trying time. But who is she going to share her suspicions with? Who will listen to her? The only other people who ever come down here are now lying dead at her feet.

"I would rather die than let them have you," he speaks from behind gritted teeth, his voice steady with the force of his resolve. "I will burn this city to the ground, Caroline, before Lucien or any of those miscreant witches touch a hair on your head. I will destroy the Ancestral plane if I have to, chase down every single one of their descendants, obliterate entire covens from the face of earth. I don't care what I have to do. But I will not lose you. Do you understand?"

Her face crumples up as the tears she'd been trying to hold back finally break free. Caroline never could've imagined that it could break her heart to be loved so deeply.

"Klaus..." she whispers.

"Don't cry, my love," he coos, cupping her face with his hand. It's warm and tender and she's so miserable, so desperate to reach him, that she can't help but lean into his touch, even if all she can feel is the stench of death all over him. "It'll be alright. I promise you."

With a swift move, he steps away. "I will have someone come clean this up," he announces. "And then they'll be dealt with accordingly until I can find someone of trust. I need to see to something now, but I will be back later."

With that, he shuts the iron gate behind him, heavy footsteps dwindling away. Soon she's left with nothing but the sound of her own sobs and the twinge in her chest.

She's never felt so lonely.

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #kc spookathon #klaroline fic #kcfic #kcfanfiction #kc fanfiction #kc fandom #yokan writes #klaus x caroline #klaroline shippers club #dark!klaus

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jamiedc-they-them · 4 years ago

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Choices you (and us) stand by (Platonic)

Requested Imagine - An operation that brings you back home after being cleared is met by some resistance. But, your friends are there to help.

You had been in the hospital for a bit now. You had been resting, but your friends had made an effort to see you when Malivore wasn’t spitting out monsters.

You appreciate it, really. You really did like seeing your family.

Plus, you felt better with this operation. And they had supported you the whole way, even going with you when the operation came.

When you opened your eyes again, you saw Lizzie smiling at you. You ignored the slightly creepy factor, and just smiled at her, “Hey.” You greeted, voice still groggy from not fully being awake yet.

“Hey back,” She said back. You heard her happiness, and your smile grew; she was doing better, it seemed. You were happy for her, really.

And, by the shine in her eyes, you saw that her feelings for you were vice versa. She saw how much more comfortable you looked now.

“Dad and the others would’ve come. But –”

“Malivore?” You guessed, “Look, Liz. It’s cool, I get it. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there. But, I needed this. I know not everyone is, but I don’t think Malivore would go that low. If they did, I know I’m happy with it.”

Lizzie nodded, but didn’t answer your guess. She just held out a hand, “Doc says it’s time to go. So, what you say, ready to go home?”

You looked at your friend, and smiled hugely this time, “Ready.” You confirmed, taking her hand.

The drive back wasn’t too long, but it was filled with idol chatter about what you had missed. It wasn’t too much, just the norm.

What you knew, and what Lizzie told you, was that Hope had redone your room for you. You knew your sister would do a lot for you, but you didn’t expect that.

“And, here we are.” Lizzie announced as she parked the car. Together you got out. And, as expected, there was your two other sisters awaiting you with a little banner in their hands.

You smiled, and the Josie used a spell to keep the banner up as they hugged you, minding to not rip any stitching.

“Wow, you look great.” Josie complimented as she pulled away from the hug.

“Yeah, you look amazing, Y/N.” Hope agreed, beaming smile on her face. It was unusual for her, but she mainly reserved it for you. And she knew this was a big moment.

“Where’s Alaric?” You asked, wondering where your father figure was.

That made the smiles dim, “What?” You asked, looking between the two. With Lizzie being next to you, you missed how she also looked between the pair in alarm.

“You didn’t sort it?” Lizzie asked through clenched teeth. When she didn’t receive an answer, she stormed inside.

“What’s going on?” You asked your two remaining friends. They shared a side glance, not sure on how to say it.

“Not…not everyone was…positive about it.” Josie said, trying to be as gentle as possible.

“…Oh.” Hope heard the voice tremble, and was quick to put a hand on your arm.

“Hey, it doesn’t reflect on all of us, ok? It’s just a minority. I’m sorry.” She said, seeing how deflated you looked.

“It’s not your fault.” You assured Hope. Both your smiles were dejected and sombre.

It was Josie who then spoke up, “Why don’t we go inside get you to your room?” She offered her arm for a loop, you obliged with the want and were on your way.

You weren’t even if it for two seconds before Lizzie barged in, a pissed off expression clear on her face.

“What is it?” You asked after a moment of silence.

“They know you got back,” At those words, Josie and Hope came to stand by you as they looked to Lizzie; their question was one you didn’t understand.

Whatever it was, Lizzie shook her head before looking at you with a smile, “I’ll be right back. Rest of the squad is looking for hobbit, but I got this. You just relax, Y/N.” Lizzie told you, before she left the room.

“Come on, sit. We’ll help you set up.” Hope said, sitting on said bed and patting the spot next to you.

You sat.

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“I meant what I said before, you look great.” Hope said as the three of you had moved to laying down at the top of the bed; you in the middle and two of your sisters on either side of you. They were both on their sides, facing you, with you looking up at the ceiling.

“You don’t need to keep saying that.” You laughed through your words softly. Hope’s smile grew. She was happy you were happy and allowing yourself time to recover.

“How many disagreed with it?” You asked. That created a lull in the conversation; an uncomfortable atmosphere there.

Lizzie, in any other situation, would’ve probably been more worried about how this would go. Despite the small groups, there were more of them than there was of her. But, in this moment, she didn’t care. To be honest, it went against what the school was about –

Acceptance. And they just seemed to be the anti-all of that despite their own differences.

The levels of irony was not lost on her. In fact, if anything, it was what drove her on further.

“Hey, asshats!” She called out to them. They turned, one even opened their mouths to talk.

That was quickly stopped by a quick silencing spell by Lizzie. She was talking, and they were sure as hell going to listen, “I get that you all are going through your edge grunge phase, but you do know that Y/N is an actual person, right? They chose this, and all you had to do was allow it and move on. I mean, you guys are with Josie, even if she’s just here on visit I haven’t seen one comment against her…”

“I just…I can’t describe it, but –”

“It’s euphoric?” Josie asked, your head then turned to her.

“In a way. I feel…I guess that, yeah. But, I mean, those out there…”

“Ignore them.” Hope said without missing a beat.”

“I can’t, Hope. You know how they stare and whisper. I’m not changing it back. I just…I don’t know…” You trailed off, not sure how to fully get your point across.

“You remember when you came out to mum and dad?” The question got both you and Josie sharply looking at you; it was rare for her to ever bring up your deceased parents. A sore spot for you both.

“You remember what she said?” You nodded, yet your sister continued, “’Ok, honey. I’m just glad you’re being you.’” You gulped as she then said, “And dad. God, dad was so proud, ‘I’m proud of you little one, for being true to yourself. No one can take that from you, ever.’”

“No one can or will. Not as long as we and you have someone to say about it.” Josie concluded, holding one of your hands in her own; it didn’t break you and Hope’s stare however. Josie respected that, it was a big thing to talk about your parents.

“…And I get that my dad is away, but that doesn’t mean you have to come and ruin this for my friend who has been nothing but kind to all of you. And, what? One little change and choice and suddenly they’re dead to you? This school was built for acceptance, not hatred or anarchy or rebellion.” Lizzie was just getting more and more frustrated; more and more angry; more and more defensive.

Some of the group even looked ashamed. Her words were working. They were changing their minds.

Then, some of those faces shifted again. And she turned to see what had caused it.

It was you, with Hope and Josie stood next to you as a united front.

She wasn’t done, but it seemed that the crowd she had riled up were getting antsy again.

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The spell had worn off, and there were words. There were a lot of words. You had seen Lizzie hateful before, but this was something else.

You heard the words they used to almost try turn it on her, say that she was relapsing. Say that this was why, that she was losing control. They tried to make themselves the victims. They were the ones under attack, not you. Why would it be you? In their minds, as of right now, that seemed to make no sense.

They then saw Josie. They saw how she was doing better at Mystic Falls High and almost happy and content with herself. They blamed it on Josie, that the girl had someone influenced her sister into this; a kind coercion of sought. They brought up the black magic saga she had gone on. Seemed Lizzie was wrong, they hadn’t fully moved on, they just instead waited for the right time to strike with their words.

Oh, and try they did. They swore, cursed – seemed Alaric being gone for the time being really made them go more off the rails than this “protest” already was – hell, one even tried to attack Josie, had Hope not thrown him back.

Josie had backed up in fear, but also moved a bit in front of you; just in case.

Then there was Hope, the oldest of the Mikaelson siblings; the one that mirrored Klaus more and more every day more than you ever would.

They tried to provoke her. They tried to make it seem like it was her fault for your actions, as if she – like they had accused Josie of with Lizzie – swayed you into this decision. Hope knew it made no logical sense, but she was already growing more and more pissed, nails digging into her skin.

Hope knew that, if she needed another forest screaming session, this would have to wait. And there would be a lot more trees knocked down this time because of it.

Then. Then they made a mistake.

They looked at you.

They looked at you, the whole reason they had banded together.

The whole reason Lizzie had gone after them.

You.

To you, it was just noise. Your ears were ringing as you tried to remember the words Josie and Hope had given you before, along with the other affirmations your parents had given you.

Your friends had been there every step of the way. They had tried to do what they could. And now you had done and all they wanted was to help celebrate it and help you settle back into your life at the school.

Now though, now you were just being yelled at. You saw your friends look to you, and you saw the concern on their features as your eyes did fill with tears. But you also felt the hurt and pain inside, and how that morphed into two things; fight or flight.

As the leader of the group got closer to you, Hope was quick to fling him back.

As you heard what you didn’t doubt was a fight ensuing, you chose flight.

You ran into Alaric’s office, glad for once that he was gone. You didn’t need him right now. Well, you did, but –

You knew you needed what had been done. You knew it, that was why you had it done. You knew you had support and you knew that not everyone would.

You just didn’t expect it to be so…extreme.

Maybe you could transfer along with Josie, maybe there they would –

“Y/N?” A voice asked. You turned, seeing the three at the entrance to the office, Josie and Lizzie with a cut and bruise or two, but nothing major.

Still –

You sat in the chair, face in your hands. You heard feet shuffle, a chair scrape, and someone grunt a bit as they sat on a table – as you heard papers being shuffled.

You felt someone put their hands on your shoulders, trying to massage them as best as she could.

“I’m sorry.” You said in utter despair, “I didn’t mean to –”

“You didn’t cause anything. Those guys were just assholes for the sake of it.” Lizzie was blunt, and used more colourful language, but it was what you loved about her.

You felt two hands grab both of yours and hold them in the gap between you and them, “They just can’t accept it. But, we’ve got your back on this. On anything. You deserve to be and look the way you want.” That was Josie.

So that meant – “I think I speak for all of us, when I say that we’d do it again.”

“You helped me out of my subconscious, helped me find my strength. And, if I’m honest, I’m jealous, Y/N, you took a stand for what you wanted and went for it.” You opened your eyes when Josie had stopped talking, seeing her soft face and gentle smile on her lips.

You sniffled a bit, looking to Lizzie, who rolled her eyes half heartedly but nodded with a smile.

Hope then moved out in front of you, “What do you say? You ready?” She asked, holding out a hand for you.

“Ready.” You confirmed, holding her hand and leaving with your three sisters.

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You got more smiles than you expected, but you smiled back as you all went back to your room. It had been a day, even before this conflict, and you definitely needed your rest now.

You all made idol chatter as you went. Most of it about the school and Malivore, but you were calmer now. You were freer with each other.

It was like nothing had changed.

However –

“There they are, Doctor Saltzman.” One of the old group said as Alaric followed her, she even pointed to you as if he needed to know for sure.

Alaric looked to you four for an explanation.

As the other three went to speak, you put your hand up. They paused, looking to you. You gave them a smile, and went over to Alaric as the three trailed behind you.

“Doctor S, I’m sorry for the fight that happened. I didn’t want it to turn into a scrap. It was just a group of people not really liking what I’d done. But, to be honest, I didn’t really see how it effects them at all. All it did is help me and do good. I don’t see the bad. But, I am sorry for the fight.” You said, as calmly as you could.

Alaric nodded, “Thank you, Y/N. There’s gonna be some cleaning needed, but we’ll figure all that out after. I’m just glad you’re ok.” He said with a smile. With that, he passed you and went to the office, with the student following, this time in a sombre way.

You looked back at the three, who all smiled at you, “Come on, let’s go back. You’ve had a long day.” Hope offered, holding out her hand.

“I’ll go get the ice-cream.” Lizzie said, Josie going with her to help with the bowls.

You took your sisters hand, going back to your room.

Sure, there would always be naysayers about your choice. But, who were they to judge? They weren’t you.

The school was built on acceptance, not hate. And you were sure Alaric was going to instil it in that student or have them leave.

But, to you, you just felt better.

You felt at home, both internally and externally.

You let out a breath of content.

#hope mikaelson imagine #hope mikaelson x reader #josie saltzman imagine #josie saltzman x reader #lizzie saltzman x reade #lizzie saltzman imagine

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snowgoldwaylon · 4 years ago

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A Night At The Opera - Grigori Weaver X Reader

Performing is what you loved to do best. Meeting a young soldier is just what you always dreamed off, but while you were on tour for one of the most iconic operas ever written. And you, the main character.

TW: None!

"Y/N! You are live in 10 minutes!" The producer called, as he walked past your mirror.

You glanced in the mirror and just caught the last glimpse of him leaving the room. You turned to look back at yourself in the large vanity, the lights illuminating your current hair style which stood pretty tall.

You were getting final touches to hair and makeup, and it just so happens for this opera, you were the main star. And as hollywood rules states, go big or go home. So you chose the classic big, bouncy curly hair with curled sideburns to give it spice.

It was elegant, you had little glass flowers put all through it so it would glitter and reflect off the stage lights. You wore a stunning ballgown dress, with large bell sleeves. And for the finishing touch which the hair stylist was putting in your hair?

An authentic, diamond and gold lined tiara, which had a long, lace veil attached to the back. You simply smiled at how you looked in this moment. A makeup artist came over and touched up some spots and re-applied the ruby red lipstick you had on.

As soon as they finished, you looked over yourself and smiled. You pushed a falling glass piece back into place, applied hairspray, and got up. You soothed the dress out and turned to the two who had made you look stunning.

"Thank you both, you have made my dream look come true! I think I'm going to permanently hire both of you to tour with me!" You exclaimed, giving a hand.

They both nodded graciously, and bowed with a humble 'thank you' before you were pulled away by someone.

"Okay Y/N, you will be live in one minute. You know the cues, good luck out there!" The stage coach yelled, pulling you to the side stage.

You watched as the young man who played Pollione finish his number, Meco all'altar di Venere. After the dramatic change of scene and the curtain close, the audience clapped loudly. The moment you trained for was finally here!

You watched as Klaus, the owner of the gorgeous, all original opera house approached you. You smiled, and he gave you his hand.

"Miss Y/N, do you look stunning! I must tell you before you go on, we have special guests in the audience. Not to make you worried or such, but these guests are returning soldiers from the war. One in particular who you might have the chance to meet after, is named Grigori Weaver. He loves operas, and even funded this show to go on!" Klaus exclaimed.

You were taken back by the odd sounding name. Grigori? Is that Russian? you asked yourself. You smiled at Klaus, and gave a simple nod.

"Yes Klaus, I understand. Thank you for the information. I do hope to meet him afterwards!" You said.

The stage hand tapped your shoulder, as you saw two men heading towards the curtain strings.

"I must go, Klaus. Thank you!" You said, before taking your spot center stage, right up against the curtain.

The choir filed in behind you on the risers as you stood, singing small voice warmups before it was go time. You felt nervous, but excited. Your heart raced with joy and adrenaline as the final words of the scene were spoken.

That was the cue! With the final dialouge spoken, the curtains opened. The lights suddenly filled your vision, along with the large crowd in the huge theather. A small, soft smile was written on your flawless features as the orchestra began the song.

The flute soloist filled the room with warm, beautiful, contrasted music with crescendos and decrescendos. It sounded almost ominous, but it was beautiful. You stood in the pose as practiced before.

The bell sleeves hung beautiful as you would slightly lift your arms with the music. The violins cued your very first note, and you gave it your all.

"Casta Diva, che inargenti

queste sacre antiche piante,

a noi volgi il bel sembiante

senza nube e senza vel."

You maintained a professional and elegant posture as you acted the part of your character, Norma. You swayed lightly with the music, and smiled as the choir behind you hit the correct notes, pitch, and phrases behind you. You glanced out over the crowd, and right away spotted a man wearing an eye patch in the VIP section.

Suddenly, you felt the urge to finish this aria right, and with ease. Your next cue happened, and you let the bell sleeves hang beside you.

"Tempra, o Diva,

tempra tu de’ cori ardenti

tempra ancora lo zelo audace,

spargi in terra quella pace

che regnar tu fai nel ciel.

Fine al rito

e il sacro bosco

sia disgombro dai profani.

Quando il Nume irato e fosco,

chiegga il sangue dei Romani.

Dal Druidico delubro

La mia voce tuonerà.

Cadrà; punirlo io posso.

Ma, punirlo, il cor non sa.

Ah! bello a me ritorna

Del fido amor primiero;

E contro il mondo intiero

difesa a te sarò.

Ah! bello a me ritorna

Del raggio tuo sereno,

e vita nel tuo seno,

e patria e cielo avrò.

Ah, riedi ancora qual eri allora,

quando il cor ti diedi allora,

ah, riedi a me."

With the last note of the orchestra, ending right after your vocals pitched down, you struck an elegant pose. The diamond of the tiara made you sparkle as you soaked up all limelight.

Cheers roared and echoed through the halls and walkways of the opera house. Whistles and flowers were thrown as the curtains began to slowly close. You glanced towards the man with the eyepatch again, and saw him standing up.

He joined everyone in a standing ovation because your pure and effortless talent had shaken them to the core, but in a good way. The heat of the lights brought you to a pant, and small specks of sweat beaded at the line of your hair.

The curtains finally came to a close and you released the pose. You quickly made the way backstage to cool off, so you wouldn't look rough for the finishing act.

Producers swarmed you, makeup artists, and hair artists also swarmed you like buzards so they could doll you back up. You were to keep the hairstyle for the final act, but change the dress for a Victoria era wedding dress.

TIMESKIP, END OF THE OPERA

You gathered at the entrance along with the cast to say goodbye to guests as they exited the opera house. This gave guests a chance to get autographs, pictures, and words to say. You were of course, the first at the door for the order of namesake.

Soon, the hundreds of people came, and shook hands with everyone. You were signing many autographs for many people, and snapping many pictures for all. And you were very determined to make sure everyone who asked had one.

Soon, the end of the line came, and out came the man in question. The handsome, dark haired man with the eye patch and a handsome pair of dress blues. He made conversation with everyone, and you even noticed Klaus right beside him, talking.

They came up to you last, and the rest of the cast exited to get cleaned up. You smiled as they approached, and held out your hand.

"Evening, Miss Norma. You did fantastic. My name is Grigori Weaver, could I have yours please?" He asked kindly, taking your hand and giving it a small kiss.

You blushed as Grigori let your hand go, and turned to Klaus.

"This is the gentleman who sponsored the whole show!"

"Ah yes, Grigori. Nice too meet you. I'm Y/N Y/L/N. Or as you know, Norma. On behalf on all my cast and producers, coaches, and myself, we thank you. This production would have been lost if it wasn't for you kind donation." You said.

He smiled at you, and only you. He couldn't get over how flawless and just how polite you were.

"Well, as proven tonight, Miss Y/L/N, it's my pleasure. I do hope you stick around for more performances these coming years, da?" He asked.

"Well of course! I plan on staying in the opera for many years while I attend school and look for my dream job." You said.

Grigori looked at his watched, and slipped his hat on. While he fixed the collar on his jacket, he fished inside his coat for something. He pulled out a brilliant, luscious red rose and handed to you. You gratefully accepted as a blushed creeped across you.

"I must be going now, my job starts soon. But, for you, Norma. Maybe possibly I could come see you perform again this coming week?" He asked.

"Of course you can, I'd love that." You said, with a smile.

"Off I go then. Have a wonderful evening, both of you!" He said as he exited the opera house.

You watched him walk to his very luxurious car, and he looked back. You waved and turned on your heel, walking back with Klaus.

"I think you just got the VIP to fall in love with you, nyet?" He asked.

"Klaus, do not be so foolish! He was simply being nice." You said, walking up the first flight of stairs.

"But, he did say he'd be returing for the other shows. If he does, then that will prove my point for sure!" Klaus said.

You came to your dressing room, and wished Klaus a good evening as you closed the door. You set the red rose in a vase on your vanity and began carefully taking out the pieces from your hair. You couldn't stop thinking about with Grigori had said.

And over the rest of the following days the opera showed, Grigori kept his promise. Soonz the vase was overflowing with roses. And after one performance, you found yourself at one of the nicest restaurants with Grigori.

That was one hell of a night at the opera.

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our secret place / r.b

Pairing: Regulus Black x Reader

Summary: You’ve grown used to taking autumn walks by yourself but weren’t agaisnt having someone join you

Prompt: Going For A Walk

Words: 1.6k

A/N: This is my piece for @eleven-times-lively and @masterofthedarkness‘ A Very Harry Potter Halloween event. bro it was 1:21am when i wrote this because i forgot i had to have this posted for today

Dried leaves littered the ground in hues of red, orange, yellow and brown. The trees were bare and the air was becoming cooler with every passing day. Winter was getting close which meant you had limited time to enjoy the autumn weather before snow would pack down.

For the past six years you enjoy your autumn walks alone, or at least tried to. After your third year you had grown used to the feeling of loneliness but that didn’t stop the feeling entirely.

Before you were sent to Hogwarts, you would take autumn walks with your friends and family. It became a tradition to spend at least one day out in a forest or park where the leaves crunched beneath your feet. It was one of your fondest memories and one thing you missed the most while away at Hogwarts. Taking those walks alone felt lonely and going on walks during the summer time with your friends and family felt different. You quickly realized that you’d have to settle for those walks.

From time to time you’d miss the laughter and conversations made during those walks you once took with friends and family but you knew there was nothing you could quite do to fill that void. Your friends didn’t seem to like the idea of walks, finding there to be ‘better things to do instead’ as they phrased it so you had stopped offering and just went by yourself.

You’d be a little sad at first when you started your walks, wishing for one of them to run up and join you but it never happened. You could only dream.

Today you took the same path as you always did. The narrow path behind Hagrid’s Hut which, after a few twists and turns, would lead you to a wider walking trail lined with tall trees. If you’d walk far enough, you’d even come across a pond with ducks and frogs and flowers all around it. The area was beautiful and even more during the autumn season. You had discovered the area when you were taking an old route back in fourth year and had gotten lost. This resulted in you ending up near the pond for the first time and after you found an easier way of reaching it, you made sure to visit it as much as possible to bask in its beauty.

When you neared the pond, you stopped frozen in your tracks when you heard laughter from the pond. You were certain that no one knew about it but if someone had found it, why have you never ran into them before and more importantly, why today.

Debating on whether you should turn around to leave or stay to find out who it was, you eventually chose the lather and quietly walked towards the source of the laughter.

Their back was facing you as they crouched down at the lake. A flock of ducks in the water were in front of them and you assumed that was the cause of their laughter. Ducks were amusing creatures after all. As the figure of the boy at the pond became clearer to you, you had briefly forgotten about being quiet which led you to walk into a tree.

“Ow. Stupid tree!” You muttered, scowling at the tree as you rubbed your arm which thankfully, didn’t get cut on the rough bark.

“Are you okay?” The boy from the pond asked, now standing in front of you with a concerned expression.

“Oh yeah, I am. Thank you.”

You had felt like you had seen him before but you couldn’t exactly pinpoint how. There was just something about his grey eyes that seemed so familiar to you.

“How did you find this place?” He asked you.

“Found it back in fourth year. Well, I technically got lost and stumbled in but same thing.” You replied causing him to chuckle. You raised a brow at him before asking: “Something funny?”

The boy didn’t stop like you had expected him to but instead smiled at you. “Yes, I find your story rather funny. Probably because I found it the same way as well, except it was second year for me instead.” He said, finding your shocked expression amusing and another reason to laugh. “Did you think that only you knew about this place too?”

Embarrassed for having thought you were lucky to have found a secret spot all for yourself, you faced the ground and nodded. Hopefully he would assume it was the autumn breeze that was making your cheeks red and not because you were feeling embarrassed.

“Well then, seeing as for the past four years I’ve only seen you here, it can be our little secret. I doubt the other students would have the nerve to go so deep into the forest.” He suggested and you smiled at him, an action he mirrored back before realizing he hadn’t introduced himself and extended his hand. “Regulus Black by the way.”

So that was why he seemed so familiar. The Blacks were a well-known pureblood wizarding family in Great Britain. Aside from being one of the most noble and ancient pureblooded families left, they were also known for their good looks. Notable features of the Blacks were cool grey eyes and black unruly locks, both of which Regulus had inherited. It was a wonder how you haven’t recognized him sooner.

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N).” You replied as you shook his hand. It was cold, you noticed, soft but quite cold.

“How have I never seen you here?” Now it was your turn to ask the questions. He had mentioned that he’s only ever seen you here before so that would have meant you should’ve seen him as well.

“I didn’t want to bother you.” Was his answer and a wave of realization washed over you.

“And that’s what I’m doing right now. Oh god I’m so sorry, I can leave if you’d like?” You offered with a weak smile. Perhaps you shouldn’t have decided to investigate who the person by the lake was. Especially when he’s been purposely making sure not to bother for the past two years. Merlin you were an idiot.

“No no, it’s alright. I don’t mind you being here, honestly. It is our secret little place now after all.”

You scanned his face for any sign of lying and/or silent pleading for you to go away but you found none. He genuinely didn’t mind you being here when he could’ve been alone and despite only having met him five minutes ago, you didn’t mind having him here either.

“Well since it’s our little secret, how do you feel about going on a walk?” It felt like you were holding your breath as you waited for his reply.

You had to stop yourself from signing in relief when he said: “I’d like that.” with a small smile. You mirrored the expression before motioning for him to stand by your side before walking down the pathway that led towards the pond. The two of you walked for what felt like hours but the fact didn’t seem to bother any of you. A majority of the time you were both too busy laughing or talking to notice anyways.

It wasn’t until when the sun had started to set behind the mountains that the two of you realized just how long you have been out. Extending his hand out for you to take, you hesitated for a moment before clasping your hands in his. When you were firmly holding his hand he smiled at you before running , catching you off-guard and pulling you along with him.

When you were finally able to match his pace and run alongside him, still hand in his, the two of you laughed as you imagined what would happen if Filch had caught you sneaking back into school when students were supposed to have been in their Common Rooms.

“If we get caught you’re buying me a Butterbeer.” You said when you neared the school.

“Deal.” He replied before walking inside the school with his still holding your hand.

The halls were empty and you could hear the faint noise coming from the Great Hall. You could both probably make it there without getting caught if luck was on your side.

“Students in the corridor! Students in the corridor!” Filch’s voice echoed through the hall that you and Regulus were walking through.

“Shit.” You heard Regulus mutter before turning the corner and running down the hall. The two of you ran through many different corridors and hallways before he pulled you into an empty classroom and locked the door. It was then that he had finally let go of your hand.

The two of you stood there, hands on your knees as you tried to catch your breath before breaking out into a fit of laughter.

“Did you see his face?”

“No, I was too busy trying to make sure he didn’t see us!”

“I’ve never seen his eyes go so wide you should’ve seen it.”

Silence followed after you had both calmed down. Had it been with anybody else, just standing there in front of each other, it would have been a very awkward experience but for some reason, it felt normal when you were with him.

Despite only knowing him for a few hours, it felt normal, like you were supposed to be doing this.

The two of you looked at each other with lazy smiles, enjoying the comforting silence until you opened your mouth to say: “You still owe me a Butterbeer.”

“Only if we can do this all over again after.” He said.

You knew you were supposed to say no. It would risk you House Points. Bloody hell it could even risk you expulsion if you were to get caught enough times and yet you agreed and shot him a warm smile.

“As long it’s with you.”

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