#legacies

[elainiisms]

warrior nun cancelled. first kill cancelled. paper girls cancelled. one day at a time cancelled. the owl house cancelled. im not okay with this cancelled. legacies cancelled. everything sucks cancelled. the babysitters club cancelled. dare me cancelled. i know what you did last summer cancelled. teenage bounty hunters cancelled. the wilds cancelled.

the attitude held towards sapphic media is clear and honestly just appalling. im so sick of this treatment we deserve better than this.

[dcvina-claires]

yeah your ship may have kissed but did they try to kill each other?

[fandoms--fluff]

Y/n: The kids are asleep

Elijah: ...We don't have kids

Y/n: Then tell that to you're little brother and sister who just asked me to tell them a story till they fell asleep

Elijah: Kol and Rebekah?

Y/n: Yep. I mean they were being cute, and I told them a story, but I thought you might like to know how we are now parents.

Elijah: We?

Y/n: They asked for you too, and got sad when I said you were on a phone call

Elijah: Ah, that makes sense why Kol also tried to convince me in giving him a piggyback ride yesterday.

Y/n: Did you give in?

Elijah: No, but then he went to Rebekah and sulked with her

Y/n: Parents?

Elijah pinching the bridge of his nose as y/n chuckles at him: Apparently we now are

[multixkellz]

[alwaysandforevergifs]

TVDU x Vampire Faces

The Vampire Diaries | The Originals | Legacies (2009-2022)

[elizabeth-forbes]

legacies meme: [3/5] otps

Lizzie and Hope ━ You thinking what I'm thinking? More often than I'd care to admit.

[bittwitchy]

snowy

[vampirewrestlinglover]

[katherines]

HOPE "Scrooge" MIKAELSON in LEGACIES S2E08 "This Christmas Was Surprisingly Violent"

[davinaclaires]

Hope Mikaelson In Every Season ☽☾ Season One I've always thought that I was a cosmic mistake, someone who should never have been born. But after all this time, I mean, my purpose is finally clear. Think about it. I'm the answer to all of this.

[dcvina-claires]

i love it when a piece of media is like: is there anything more painful than knowing your sibling? is there anything more tragic than knowing they are the only person who will ever share the same experience as you? they were the only constant in your life. they were there since birth and now, no matter how they betray you, you will still love them. you will always feel the need to protect them even if you can no longer bring yourself to talk to them. will anyone else be able to understand? will anybody be able to love you and hate you and fear you the same way a sibling loves you and hates you and fears you? no, probably not

[perseephoneee]

blood sharing (kol mikaelson x f!reader)

warnings: blood sharing (obvs), allusions to sex, female identifying reader

a/n: this is purely self indulgent. i'm not good with smutty things, but it's kinktober, so here's the only thing i can contribute. anywhooo. enjoy?

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He was hungry, and you could tell.

The way he stood as far apart from you was the first sign. Then, the veins under his eyes that he tried so desperately to hide by turning his face. The clenching and unclenching of his fists, like he fought the urge to run across the room and suck you dry.

"Go and get food," you said, arms crossed uncomfortably as you took in the starving vampire.

"I can't leave you, darling," Kol cooed, looking up at you. "I'm supposed to stay in this room and protect you. Brothers orders." "And you listen to your brothers?"

"For pretty girls, I'll listen to them," Kol flirted, but you could tell it was forced. He hadn't had food in a while, and he was in here because of you.

Guilt gripped your heart, as well as morbid curiosity. You harbored a school-girl crush on Kol, and the cheesy novels you read always made you wonder what it would feel like to be the victim of a vampire's appetite. Plus, you felt bad that he was struggling. At least, that's what you told yourself.

"You can feed on me," you whispered. Kol heard you, though, his head immediately shooting up to look at you.

"Bad idea, luv."

"I trust you to not, uh, kill me," you chuckled nervously. Kol dared take a step closer to you, and you fought the urge to step back. He was intimidating, albeit a cheeky bastard. Your heart raced as he approached you, towering above your smaller form.

"Is this out of the kindness of your heart or some other need?" Kol murmured, reaching up to play with a strand of your hair. Your breath became shaky as you dared to make eye contact with the original vampire. His eyes were darker than usual, and his gaze was fixed on your mouth, on the way you licked your lips. "See, darling, I think you want me biting you, taking you as mine." Kol circled you, standing behind your form as he pulled your hair away from your neck. You gulped, your eyes fluttering close as his fingers traced over your carotid artery. His other hand traced up and down your forearm, creating goosebumps in his wake.

"I don't think you have the guts to bite me," you whispered, challenging him. The reverberating dark chuckle told you that you were stepping into dangerous territory.

"Is that what you think?" Kol mumbled into your ear, his breath hot on your cheek, his hands gripping your arms. "I'm happy to prove you wrong."

He didn't give you any warning before biting into your neck. The pain that flared was nothing compared to the pleasure you derived from feeling his fangs. God, you were such a masochist.

Your head fell back onto his shoulder, a shaky breath leaving you. His arm wrapped around your middle, holding you to him. The warmth and icey fire surging through your body was nothing you felt before. Kol pulled away, licking over the wound before kissing it better. He bit his wrist, blood welling up as he held it to your lips. You wanted to moan as the saccharine blood touched your tastebuds. You grabbed his wrist close to you, and he didn't bother stepping away from your form. When you removed his wrist, you dared turn and make eye contact. Kol's gaze was nothing short of lustful, and your inhibitions were already low. You kissed him, enjoying the growl that left him as he turned you in his arms to hold you better. Somehow, the kiss made you as high as sharing blood. Pulling away, you didn't dare go too far as a coy smile danced across your lips.

"I have an idea of what we can do to pass the time," you smiled, looking up at him through heavy lashes. Kol grinned, leaning down and picking you up in one fell swoop.

"I like where your head is at."

[elainiisms]

how i be consuming media

[voidpetrova]

kai parker would be an absolute asshole while fucking you

“such a spoiled little bitch, aren't you?” under any other circumstances, his words would've brought tears to your eyes and a dagger to your pride, but right now? you were just too hot and bothered to care. kai knew all too well that he was too big for your tight little cunt. he knew you could hardly take him and that’s what made fucking you all the more fun and enjoyable. he had you folded in half like a sheet of paper with your hands pinned above your head with just one of his while lying down on his bed, his fingertips ghosting over your puffy and sore clit as he pounded into the tight ring of your pussy with a growl. he was in love with the way your eyes crossed and the way your back arched.

he gripped your hips so tight that his touch left bruises just to get you to stop grinding down on his throbbing dick. he could feel the overstimulation getting more and more prominent as a milky ring formed at the base of his pulsing cock, but you just couldn’t stop moving so desperately with your face buried into the pillow, letting out little whimper after whimper. he used his strength to hold you down onto him, burying himself deep into your clenching pussy as your hips rolled at the feeling of being completely full of his glazed shaft. you could feel his thick tip rub your insides with each twitch, together with his deep breaths brushing against your burning skin.

“stupid fucking slut,” he practically spat out, his thrusts only growing more and more aggressive as he drilled your hole open, practically molding your pussy into the shape of his cock. you loved it—you loved how much his words hurt, almost as much as his huge, throbbing dick splitting your tiny, tight pussy apart. “you like being daddy's little fucktoy?”

you could only nod eagerly, body quivering as your tits bounced with every forceful thrust. his piercing light blue eyes glared at you, a scowl forming on his face, expressing how much he disliked your lack of words. you barely had time to react when his rough, calloused palm struck your cheek, the stinging sensation only adding to your arousal. you gasped, but not a second too long before his same hand wrapped around your throat, his thumb pressing against your pressure point as if he could kill you right then and there. he very much could.

“i asked you a question, princess,” tears welled up in your eyes as he slid his cock out of your hole, leaving you clenching around nothing. in an awfully teasing manner, he slid the tip of his cock past your folds, pushing it up and down and collecting your arousal, but never giving you the pleasure of being filled up.

you almost choked on your own sobs, tiny jands clamping against his wrist in an attempt to push his hand off your throat, but it was no use. “'m sorry,” you whined, your distressed state leaving him with an angry, aching cock. your glossy eyes and swollen, wet lips were enough to pish him over the edge. “i love it—love being your fucktoy, daddy.” a cruel smirk painted his lips, satisfaction settling well enough for him to, without any warning, slam right back into your poor, abused cunt. the force had you wailing, but your cries only turned him on even more, his hands dropping to lift your legs into the air, giving him more space to go even deeper into your pussy, his tip hitting your cervix with every motion.

“all you're fucking good for,” he growled, hands coming down to deliver harsh slaps to your tits, fingertips pinching your nipples, twisting the hardened buds. he loved how much it hurt you; he loved how much hurting you turned him on. he knew you loved it, too. he knew it just from the look in your eyes that practically begged him to use you. “just a pretty little hole for me to fuck.”

his slaps moved from your tits to your cunt, two harsh hits delivered to your weeping clit. you clawed at his shoulders, nails dragging along his toned biceps as you threw your head back. “'s too much, kai, i can't,” you sobbed, the overstimulation getting to you. he knew you couldn't take it, but he couldn't care less. he brought a hand back to your throat, pulling you into him, his hot breath fanning your lips.

“you're gonna fucking take it,” his tone made your blood run cold, despite the way it made your juices drip down his shaft. “whether you want to or not.”