#rebekah <333

[lunetual]

ireah: you guys have been asking me to slick back my hair. since it’s the last concert, i styled my hair like this for the first time in five years! does it look good? heejae: i love when he shows his forehead like this. it made me wonder how he’s so handsome. ireah: ohhh 😄

[honorhearted]

When did you realize that you wanted to marry Rebekah?

@pagetreader

What was the first moment, Benjamin wondered, when his life finally began? Was it the first time he looked into Rebekah's eyes and felt a deep, unfathomable tug inside his chest; or when they'd reached for one another after Samuel's d.eath, trembling and uncertain amidst his own gruff coldness? Was it maybe when she first cupped his face between her weather-beaten hands and forced him to meet with her gaze, begging and pleading and reaching beyond his unscalable walls? Or, perhaps it was the first time he and Rebekah confessed their love, laughing over absolutely nothing other than the sheer joy of being so near to one another.

No, Benjamin realized. He could never think of one single moment that exceeded them all -- there were far too many.

Trying to ignore the lump in his throat, he smiled and lowered his eyes, almost bashful as he fiddled with a loosened button on his weskit. "The first moment?" he asked. "I'd have to say all of them -- every single one..."

Deep in his heart, Benjamin supposed the underlying fondness had always been there, hidden beneath his stubbornness and fear, but Rebekah's resilience and affection had nurtured him until he'd blossomed back into a semblance of the man he'd once been -- until he felt human again.

[viikingwitch]

@therebekahmikaelson gets a sister in transition <3

              Freya is thirsty. Right now, the word seems beyond inadequate: she has already gone through all the bourbon and Hope’s juice and the water bottles and even the milk. Hayley will kill her for ruining her chances at eating cereal for breakfast – the thought makes her laugh, spit out the last drops of it – but she just cannot stop herself. Not when none of it is enough.

              She knows what would be. Deep down, beyond the agonizing headache and the hazy fog in her mind, she knows.

              She doesn’t sense Rebekah enter the kitchen ( she doesn’t sense anything because her magic is gone gone ) and so she is caught trying to drink from the tap, neck bent unnaturally. “Sister.” She straightens up, wipes her hands on her sweater like it could hide she’s soaked in her own blood, with a hole in the fabric right where her abdomen is. “Something – well, I suppose something is wrong.”

[theeoriginals]

Something with Klaus based on this quote from The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel

“… You listened.”

“To you? Always.”

I NEED the tension PLS

what a feeling | klaus mikaelson

klaus mikaelson x psychic!female!reader (no y/n)

author's note; this + the oneshot I did with the ozark quote are so fun to do, if y'all have any more tv/movie quotes you want me to do fics with send them in <333

warnings; umm vague mentions of violence but ultimately nothing besides fluff, reader is kind of an anxious mess but it's short and sweet

Her powers had always been somewhat of a burden. They were unreliable at best, dangerous and deadly at worst. She'd been on both ends of the spectrum, and even though the power that ran through her bloodline hadn't skipped her, it might as well have compared to everyone else in her family.

It'd made her somewhat of a black sheep amongst wolves. Her dreams, visions, couldn't be trusted. She couldn't be trusted.

Her family never really let her forget that, so the first time two Originals walked into her family's innocuous shop, she figured they wanted her mom or dad, or someone else– anyone but her.

But Klaus had set his eyes on her and said her name like it meant something. Like it wasn't basically a curse in and of itself.

The Mikaelsons were kind to her, despite all of the trouble she came with. Rebekah was sweet and mostly understanding, though she could sometimes be a bit hurtful without realizing it. Elijah was ultimately the same, and his interest in witchcraft always made her remember how much she really did love it, even if she was considered cursed by most witches in New Orleans.

Elijah had told her all about how their mother was the Original witch, and that if they hadn't been turned into vampires, they'd all have a bit of magic in them still. Their sister Freya, and Kol, were both lucky to have that part of their heritage still, apparently.

In the months of working with the Originals, helping them to the best of her ability, though, it was Klaus that she'd come to enjoy most.

She'd heard stories of the infamous hybrid her entire life, stories of bloodshed and needless violence, painting a picture of an unforgiving, ruthless man. Admittedly, when he'd first sought her out, she thought he'd come to kill her. For what reason, she didn't know, but there was no other reason he'd want to speak to her unless she'd unknowingly passed on a piece of her cursed magic to him.

But that hadn't been the case, and he'd just been in need of her specific powers, needed her help to keep an eye out for certain people and any future threats that would bring harm to him and his family. She'd quickly learned that above everything, Klaus just wanted to keep his family safe, and she was more than happy to help in any way she could.

Even though most of her visions were unreliable, he still urged her to share them just in case. Even though not a single one of her visions about the Mikaelsons had come true so far, he still made her tell him and his siblings. He never let her doubt herself.

She supposes that's why she's trying not to be upset right now, listening to them talk over her like she's not sitting right in front of them.

"We can't just sit back and let this happen, Niklaus," Rebekah says, her face twisted frustratedly. "Her visions aren't fact, they're mere possibilities. And very low possibilities at that."

She flinched, ducking her head down to hide the hurt Rebekah's words inflict on her, because she can't really be upset when the blonde is right. Sometimes it's just a feeling, not even a vision. She can't blame them for not trusting a vision of a future that is constantly changing.

Elijah, ever the mediator, gives his sister a slightly scolding look before looking at his brother with something apologetic in his eyes. "Rebekah's being... harsh, but brother, she's not wrong. There's no way to prove that it will come true, and because of that, we have no real reason to not fight back. We have to do something, otherwise every vampire in the Quarter will be in danger."

Klaus pinches the bridge of his nose, his face twitching in a glare. His eyes drift to the quiet witch sitting down, twisting her fingers together anxiously in her lap. He catches her gaze and softens at the sadness in her eyes, feeling it pang in his chest.

"I know," He says finally, an apology swimming in his glacial eyes as he looks at the witch. Her sadness deepens with hurt at his words and he tears his eyes away from her, looking to his siblings. "We have to go."

She stands up abruptly, looking at him in disbelief. "But Klaus, they have white oak stakes, and they're going to use them on all of you. They kill you all, and they don't stop until you're all gone, even Freya! I saw it happen, I swear! You have to believe me, please,"

Elijah says her name with pity in every syllable and she swipes a hand out, turning to look at him with pleading eyes.

"You have to believe me, you're going to be killed if you go. They have laid a trap perfectly made to capture you, and you're walking directly into it!"

"We have to," Klaus shakes his head, already walking towards the doors, Rebekah and Elijah following. He looks over his shoulder, giving her a firm look. "Stay here until we return. It's not safe for you anywhere else."

He walks out before she can say anything else, pretending that he can't feel the heartbroken look on her face burning into his back as he leaves.

──────

She hasn't moved from her seat on the couch in the entirety of their absence. With every minute that shows no sign of their return, her heart beats faster, guilt beginning to seep into her pores.

Stuck in this spiral of horrible, self-deprecating thoughts, she's startled when the doors slam open and the three Originals come marching into the compound.

She stands up, eyes wide as she takes in the drying blood staining their skin and their clothes, but can't stop the wave of relief that washes over her at the sight of them all alive.

Rebekah has a slight limp to her step and Elijah seems to be favoring his left side more than usual, and there's blood on Klaus's face that she knows is his, but they're alive.

She lets out a shaky breath as Klaus walks towards her, Elijah and Rebekah heading for the stairs to likely clean themselves up and find a blood source to suck dry and finish healing.

"I was wrong," She sighs, eyes closing in abatement. "I'm so glad I was–"

She's cut off by Klaus's palms cupping her cheeks, and her eyes snap open when she feels the press of his plush lips against hers. She makes a noise of utter surprise that quickly dissipates into a noise of pleasure, and her eyes flutter shut as she lets him deepen the kiss, stealing the breath right out of her lungs.

She chases him as he pulls away, but he stops her, dragging his thumbs gently along her cheekbones as he looks at her with a look she'd dare call adoring.

It takes her breath all over again and she squirms beneath it, feeling like she's teetering on the edge of something big.

"What," She breathes out, licking her lips like she can still feel the weight of his on them. "What was that for?"

"You were right," He says, his voice rough. "You were right. They had white oak stakes and they tried to kill us. The only reason we survived is because of what you told us,"

Her eyes widen and she looks up at him in disbelief. "But... I'm never right. I'm cursed,"

He shakes his head, lips pulling up into a smile, creasing the dried blood on his cheek. "No, you're not, darling. You saved my life. You saved my family,"

Her throat tightens, thick with emotion, and she isn't entirely proud of the way her voice shakes when she speaks. "You listened?"

Klaus's gaze warms with fondness and he gives her a smile that makes her heart race for entirely new reasons. "To you? Always."

[klausysworld]

hiiiii love your work anyways love IMAGINE edging Klaus to the brink for his Christmas gift and he has a Santa hat on OMFG

I friken love you

if think makes you uncomfortable DO NOT DO IT

xoxo,anon <333

Happy 1st of December and the beginning of a very merry christmas!! 🎅 🎄 🎁

Merry Christmas Indeed

Y/n had been planning this December since the moment Klaus told her that he hated Christmas. She couldn't understand it at all, how could he hate Christmas? Of course she could understand why people of other religions didn't celebrate or people who had never had Christmas growing up but the rest of the Mikaelsons were happy to be festive and involved with the holiday and for whatever reason, Klaus wouldn't budge on the subject. Even when his six year old daughter, Hope, had begged him to wear a Santa hat every year and decorate the tree with her, he had no joy around the magical day at all. Of course he always participated for Hope but the desire and passion was never there and nobody ever asked why or pushed him on it. Except Y/n.

As soon as Rebekah had told her of her brothers broody behaviour around the topic, she couldn't help but go to Niklaus and question it.

"Why don't you enjoy it?" she asked confused, tilting her head as he rolled his eyes

"It's just another day, nothing special about it" he grumbled and she frowned.

"It's a day where everyone comes together and is happy and-"

"Surely, if they loved each other enough then they could arrange to do something around the year instead of this pathetic holiday" he huffed before unclenching his jaw and looking back to Y/n, seeing her apprehensive stance and frown. "It doesn't matter, love. I just stay out the way, I won't dampen your fun I promise." he kissed her cheek softly and sighed. "Besides, it's months away, loads of time to plan my absence." he teased and she hummed but her mind wasn't with him anymore.

She was planning, yes but not for his absence. For his enjoyment and appreciation.

Originally she thought Christmas jumpers and treats but then she remembered that Klaus hated positivity at the best of times and dressing him up probably wasn't a strong start. But she decided that a Santa hat was a must, if not for her own wishes then for Hopes's who was also helping Y/n.

Hope was going to get her Dad to help her decorate Christmas cookies and all tree of them would decorate the tree. Hope and Y/n went shopping together throughout the year to find special, meaningful presents for him and made a mess when wrapping them. They bought unlimited decorations to cover both the inside and outside of the compound and Y/n had borderline begged Marcel and his vampires to put them up in the middle of the night on December first. Well, all except the tree in the living room which was where all the presents would go on Christmas morning, the girls wanted to do that one with Klaus, Elijah, Rebekah, Freya and Kol.

But anyways, once Y/n was sure that the vampires were decorating everything else, she went to bed. She snuggled up to Klaus and kissed him goodnight. What he didn't know was that she had an alarm on her watch which would wake up for 5am.

She then snuck out of their bed and pulled out a box from under it. Inside was a Christmas tree scented candle which she lighted and placed on the shelf below their television before grabbing the Christmas/fairy lights from the box and turning them on, pulling them across the headboard so it was lit up. She then returned to her box and grabbed a thinner box inside it, she pulled the top off to reveal a two piece Christmas outfit.

It was sexy little red top with thin straps and white fluff along the top to hide a small amount of her cleavage with a matching skirt. She slipped out of Klaus's shirt and her panties and pulled on the Santa outfit. She glanced into Niklaus's full length mirror, making sure it was on properly. The skirt barely covered the tops of her thighs but she knew it would work in her favour. With a deep breath she nodded to herself and grabbed the last item from the box, a Santa hat.

She pulled the covers off of Klaus's body resulting in a small groan as the warmth was taken from him as he slept. Quietly she climbed on top of him, her knees either side of his hips. She carefully leaned down and pulled the Santa hat onto his head, squishing his curls as she gently lifted the back of his neck so she could put it on him properly.

Following the action she pressed her lips to his forehead "please, please don't be grumpy" she whispered to his unconscious state. She had thought this through and figured that if she woke him with a very personal present then he would be in a better mood for the rest of the day and hopefully more up for Christmas.

So she continued with her kisses, first across his face lightly before getting to his jaw. Her lips pushed against his skin a little harder, slowly working down his neck and her teeth occasionally grazing the flesh to make his mind stir. His breathing remained deep as she sucked little marks that quickly healed into the base of his neck and down his bare chest. His skin was hot to touch and the urge to press her face against him and stay there was high but she moved on. She let her tongue slide over his abdomen, her lips kissing his stomach all over making his body twitch and a small hum to leave his chest.

Thankfully Klaus only ever slept in his boxers anyway so she didn't have to fully undress him. Instead she just slipped the underwear off him and let it fall to the floor. She then gently began to caress his thighs, his body easily let her push them apart so she could settle between them. With a quick glance up to check he was still asleep, she leaned down and pressed her lips to his cock.

A mumble left him at the sensation and he let out a long breath as her hands brushed up his thighs to his balls. She fondled them gently to help harden his dick which was already halfway there. Her tongue danced up the side of his cock leisurely, following one of the veins. Warmth surrounded his tip when her mouth wrapped around it. She sucked it softly and let one of her hands stroke his shaft slowly. Once he was fully hard in her hold, she lifted her hand to her mouth and coated the palm in her saliva before bringing it back to his awaiting cock.

Y/n sat up on her knees and stroked him firmly, her eyes flicked up to his face, her head tilted slightly to the side as she watched his lips part to let out a soft groan. His brows pulled together and his fingers lightly gripped the sheets below them. Her pace picked up and she jerked him quickly, smiling when his chest rose and fell much more rapidly and his back threatened to arch. Her thumb rolled over his tip, rubbing at his slit to make a gravelly moan escape him.

Her movements slowed again, calming his body down and making him sigh heavily. Silently she brought his head back to her mouth and licked over the top of it. A deep moan left him making her smile widen as she sucked on the tip again. She toyed with it for a minute while her hand kept a steady pace. A little squeeze was awarded for every sound he made and she gradually stroked him faster and faster. It was amusing how easy he was to play with whilst asleep, usually he tried to seem unbothered and kept his grunts to a minimum but here he couldn't control himself.

And once her head began bobbing up and down his length, he was a mess. Y/n had always loved getting him off while he slept, she was rarely awake before him and so didn't get to often but the few times it had happened in the past were thoroughly enjoyable for both parties.

So she knew what she was doing when she took him to the back of her throat and gagged around him slightly. The way his hips bucked was enough proof to confirm this. A breathy version of her name left his lips making her look up but his eyes were still closed. A hum vibrated from her mouth through to his cock making him choke on a breath and his hands to grab the sheets tightly.

She pulled her mouth back to focus on just the tip of his dick again, swirling her tongue around it as her one hand squeezed his balls gently and the other kept up with the rest of his cock. His breathing grew more laboured and a long, low moan left him as well as his slit releasing some pre cum into mouth making her hum again and make his hips jump up to feel her hot throat suck him in.

With a gasp for air she pulled off him. Coughing as quietly as she could. A small whine left his lips when her hands left him alone and his breathing began to slow again. Y/n let her fingers brush against his hips, drawing little patterns into his skin as she waited for his tip to stop leaking. His body stirred gently but he didn't quite wake making her smile and nibble her lip apprehensively.

After another minute she took him back into her hand and went back to stroking him quickly making him jolt and grunt at the sudden intensity. She leaned back down and used her spit to keep him lubricated and easy to jerk off.

She continued this rotation of stroking, licking, suckling and squeezing until she could feel him ready to spill into her mouth, at which pointy she pulled away again and left him moaning in disappointment.

With a hum and a knowing smile, she crawled up his body and covered herself over his cock. "Nik" she whispered, brushing her lips over his ear. A small sound emitted from him and she gently kissed his lips.

Klaus began to wake and his senses seemed hit him all at once. The strong scent of pine filled his nose shortly followed by the familiar aroma of his lover like every other morning except this time he could smell her arousal much more. The though made him groan softly and begin to open his eyes. As soon as he did, his cock was gripped tightly with heat and his mouth fell open. "Ohhh" he moaned, his eyes fluttering but he forced them open. He looked up forward and saw his girl on top of him, dressed in same red and white that usually made him huff in annoyance but all he could do was moan in appreciation at the sight. The little skirt wouldn’t let him see underneath it but he knew that he was stuffed inside her pretty cunt. He was also becoming increasingly aware of the hyper sensitivity of his cock. With a heavy breath, he pushed himself up onto his elbows to see the little wet marks all down his body in the shape of her mouth. "Oh fuck" he gasped when she moved along him.

His arms gave back out and his head hit the pillow and he furrowed his brows at the feel of something else on his head. His shaky hand lifted to touch it but she pulled his hands away and took them in hers making his eyes lift to find her gaze.

She bounced slowly on top of him, her ample breasts moving up and down in her not-so-supportive top. Little sounds left her lips as she caressed his hands softly.

"Christ sweetheart-" he whispered, his mind struggling to keep up with his body. His cock was ready to cum right there and then but Klaus wouldn't let himself come undone so fast, poor guy didn't realise he'd already been denied the chance to twice already. So when she began moving faster and faster again, he couldn't help the struggled moan nor the way his hands squeezed hers to a painful measure.

"Nik" she breathed and he grunted. "You feel so good" she told him quietly, knowing it would pull a sound from him and make his hips buck against his will. "Nik, I love you" she whispered, squeezing his hand back and feeling his dick twitch and his body tense. Immediately her body came to a halt and the overwhelming sensation began to die down. He let out a noise of confusion and pushed himself up into her but she pressed her knees to his sides to tell him no.

"Love" he murmured, his hand moving to her face. She hummed and stroked his hand down to his wrist.

"Merry Christmas" she whispered a nervous smile on her face making him let out a laugh and squeezed her hands

"Merry indeed" he smiled and she sighed in relief.

"Good because I promised Hope that you'd decorate the tree...and cookies" she grinned and groaned

"No- ohh" he cut himself off when she slid up and down again, returning to a deliberate pace. "That's not fair" he whispered though there was no anger or upset in his tone at all. His hands held hers tightly again as she quickened her movements and he pulled her closer

"You have to" she mumbled with a small moan, her teeth biting her tongue to keep herself from becoming a mess.

"But-"

"I won't, mm, I won't let you cum" she whispered and he let out a little laugh

"Love- you know you won't be able to go without" he grinned but when her bouncing stopped again he let out a huff.

"I will today, if you don't at least decorate the tree and try to enjoy yourself then no sex all month" she threatened and he narrowed his eyes

"You wouldn't" he dared and she raised a brow.

"I'm not the thousand year old sex addict" she teased and he rolled his eyes before beginning to roll his hips to hers.

"Nik no" she demanded and he frowned

"You're serious?" he whispered, a frown growing on his face.

"Please?" she asked, stroking his hands again "I'll look after you" she offered, grinding against him as if to make her point which she did when he let out a guttural moan.

"You will?" he mumbled, his eyes fluttering again as she squeezed his cock tightly.

"Mhm, I'll be your personal elf" she giggled and he laughed with a smile

"Christmas isn't my kind of holiday" he reminded

"No holiday is your kind of holiday" she teased "But they're for everyone, you just have to try...you might like it if you don't immediately put a negative spin on the occasion" she pouts.

"You make it sound like I'm mean" he grumbles though his words came out breathy and broken

"You are mean- like the grinch" she laughed, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “But even the grinch ended up liking Christmas” she smiled and he hummed, pulling her face to his and kissing her lips lovingly.

“I can’t guarantee anything” he told her and she nodded “but I can try” he agreed and she smiled softly

"That's all I need to hear" she whispered and he sighed quietly and slid his hands to her hips, squeezing her gently

"Great…Fuck me now darling?" he asked, a growing grin spreading across his face when she rolled her eyes and went back to bouncing above him, feeling him leaking a little bit inside her again.

"You should hear yourself when you're all sleepy" she teased as she pressed her hands to his chest and continued to ride him passionately. He groans and lifts his hips to meet her ass,

"I can't help it" he mumbled, his eyes beginning to close against his will as his body began to fuck up into her with desperation to soothe the ache of his cock. Klaus didn't like to be teased but he had made the mistake of telling her that she could do anything she wanted to him whilst he was asleep and if he were honest, he'd never been happier for it. In fact he felt as though he were on cloud-nine when she moaned on top of him, when her soft tight cunt squeezed him perfectly. But when he ready to finally fill her, he felt that pleasure ripped away from him once more. He let out a yell of frustration and groaned loudly, ignoring her giggle.

"Shh, everyone’s still asleep" She whispers, stroking his chest and neck as she pulls off his cock completely and climbed off of him. He whispered a breathy "no" as her warmth left him. Slowly he pushed himself up, looking to his poor dick which was soaked and solid. He then lifted his hand and pulled the Santa hat off, looking at it unamused before turning to where she stood. A gulp sounded as he looked up to see her in only the skirt, the top laid at her feet. His eyes focused on her perky breasts and his body burned for her,

"We have half an hour before Elijah's alarm and an hour before Hope wakes up and wants to start baking" she tells him "Now either sit back, get ready and we'll get you in the proper festive spirit or I'm going back sleep. Your choice." she offered with her hands on her hips.

Silently he pulled the Christmas hat back on and leaned back against the headboard. "Merry Christmas indeed" he muttered to himself as he watched her near him once again, this time with the intention of giving him one of the best orgasms he’ll ever have.

[jennifersminds]

bestie what Taylor Swift albums do you associate with the Mikaelsons?

hi queen !!! ily ty for the ask <333

Elijah -> Folklore. He's emo, he's pretentious, he forces you to open a dictionary, he's my favourite. It's all there. He too, would love to be taken to the lakes where all the poets went to die.

Rebekah -> Lover, she's confusing, she's inconsistent, she can't pick a vibe and she's deeply delulu. Sorry no slander to Lover or Bekah but,,, (also a bit of evermore because I know Tolerate it was on repeat for our girl)

Klaus -> Evermore, he's pretentious, he makes you open a dictionary and he's not as impressive as his older brother (folklore),,, before you cancel me I adore evermore guys I promise.

Kol -> Reputation, he's vengeful, he's a simp, he's dramatic. The boy is committed to bing in his rep era.

Finn -> Fearless, I have no justification, I just feel like he'd vibe to it. Fresh out of the coffin bopping to Hey Stephen.

Freya -> 1989, she's cool, she's serving, and I feel like freya would be a, casual, radio hit swiftie at most.

[moremaybank]

𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐠 cyma comfort characters !!

OUUU

nathan scott - @mvybanks

pacey witter - you <333

brooke davis - @glen-powells

jj maybank - @maybanksbabe

rebekah mikaelson - @dreamingwithrafe

haley james scott - @wildflwrdarlin

olivia baker - @saturnband

klaus mikaelson - @klaustopia

cami o’connell - @amournoir

[karouvas]

for the ship ask game:

elena gilbert and bonnie bennett from tvd

& spencer hastings and aria montgomery from pll!

Elena

My NOTP for them: Delena

• My BROTP for them: Jenna I love their dynamic in the first two seasons, Barolena, Tyler the few times they interact

• My OTP for them: Elena/Rebekah <333

• My second choice pairing for them: probably Elena/Elijah although I ship them way less than Beklena

• My fluffy pairing for them: pre series / s1 Bonlena probably

• My angsty pairing for them: idk… I could see angst hurt/comfort scenario potential for Bonlena or Carolena

• My favorite poly ship for them: I could say Barolena again or alternately even though I’m not emotionally invested in SE (I find them more interesting than DE especially on rewatch but have as many issues w it) Elena/Rebekah/Stefan is interesting especially where I am in my rewatch rn

• My weirdest pairing for them: idk, my otp for her being Beklena is out of the norm for sure so. Maybe kelena which I both do and don’t ship romantically, it’s my favorite Elena dynamic but probably my 5th favorite Elena “ship” if that makes sense so… idk maybe that.

My intrigued-by pairing for them: Carolena insert my response when you asked me how I feel about them, also Elejah although considering all Elijah’s dynamics got less interesting to me as I saw more of them it’s probably good there was little follow up.

Bonnie

My NOTP for them: it’s less about the ship itself and more how the ship is used in the narrative I resent but Bonnie/Jeremy

• My BROTP for them: Barolena, Sheila in s1 + any afterlife cameo or time it was given relevancy after. Also like the only times I even sort of liked Matt were some of their one on one scenes like in The Reckoning..

• My OTP for them: Bamon sometimes to my chagrin but is what it is

• My second choice pairing for them: Bonora

• My fluffy pairing for them: Baroline

• My angsty pairing for them: Bamon and Bonkai

• My favorite poly ship for them: Bamenzo was something serious I have to say

• My weirdest pairing for them: not really weird but I do like Bonnie/Kai which ik is controversial (although I side eye when fans suddenly have morals about that ship and Only that ship in the verse..)

My intrigued-by pairing for them: Kennett and Klonnie

Spencer

My NOTP for them: Wren, Toby anytime after s1

• My BROTP for them: the liars although I also ship her with them all romantically, Jason, Melissa

• My OTP for them: I have multiple but Spemily is my favorite

• My second choice pairing for them:going to say Spona and Sparia tie love them both for different reasons, and they’re also Otp’s I just go harder for Spemily because not enough people care like I do..

• My fluffy pairing for them: pre time jump Spanna

• My angsty pairing for them: Sparia actually specifically s4 and S7 Sparia, also post jump Spanna

• My favorite poly ship for them: Spencer/Emily/Alison is great but I also love Spencer/Mona/Hanna and basically any poly ship between the girls..

• My weirdest pairing for them: idk I like Spencer/Caleb a little more than most people I think? I definitely like it better than any other m/f ship for her although it’s far from a fav

My intrigued-by pairing for them: Caleb/Spencer/Hanna maybe?

Aria

My NOTP for them: Ezria ofc

• My BROTP for them: The Liars,Mike

• My OTP for them: Sparia

• My second choice pairing for them: Arison

• My fluffy pairing for them: Emaria show or book, book Naria

• My angsty pairing for them: Sparia and Arison can both work

• My favorite poly ship for them: hmm my first thought was the book Aria/Courtney/Emily dynamic actually, also Emily/Aria/Noel. Show wise thinking… actually think Aria-Spencer-Mona would be really interesting

• My weirdest pairing for them: I ship Arison Monaria and which are def out of the norm ships… also Aria/Jenna even more so

My intrigued-by pairing for them: Aria/Jenna

[brown-little-robin]

Artist asks: 7, 8, 9, 10, 16

Hiii Rebekah <333

7. Who are some artists that have inspired you?

answered here and I will also add: Clay Coyote artists from Hutchinson, Minnesota; artists of The Octagon of Ames, Iowa, including Steve Aitchinson (who makes these incredible tiny vases)!

8. How would you describe your art style?

umm... for ceramics... I guess... smooth? medium-smooth? Cute...? I mean, not all of it is cute exactly, some of it is more serious, but overall it's definitely kawaii inspired. My professor once called my sculpture work charming, and then clarified, not in a cheap, cliche way, but just genuinely charming, which seems to fit :')

9. What's the longest you've ever suffered from artblock?

In ceramics? Oh, only like three weeks maximum ever, which is kind of astounding. My ceramics hasn't ever been very limited by lack of passion or ideas or... or willingness. I've been blocked by life circumstances in college or while we were moving from house to house, which was painful, but not by just... not having inspiration. not yet, anyway! the recent three-week-ish art block was, I think, due more to anxiety about committing to working in porcelain (which is expensive) than to Art Block Proper. after I overcame my reluctance to use the porcelain, I made like thirty sculptures in four days.

10. How do you deal with art block?

Again, in sculpture, that's not really something I face too much. The biggest problem I come across is when I am just not feeling drawn to any particular animal or idea, and that's when I might get out my handy dandy TINY ZINE and just PICK SOMETHING and make five or six of it. I like doing sets of lots of the same thing to break through that kind of aimlessness; it allows me to make multiple sculptures with small variations without devoting too much brainpower to coming up with a new goal every time.

16. What was something you used to struggle to draw sculpt with confidence/ease, but have now mastered?

Big cats' faces! It took me a while to really understand the three-dimensionality of the face of a leopard. I had to spend a while studying their skulls before it clicked that the nose bridge and the muzzle and the cheeks and the eyes and the lips and the eyebrow ridges can be thought of as separate components that come together to create one face, rather than thinking of the face as One Whole Thing.

[nikkiruncks]

caroline forbes <333 ily ❤️❤️

ily too Sara <33

• My NOTP for them: KLAROLINE. Also d*roline and c*laric. Not a fan of romo!sc

• My BROTP for them: Stefan, Bonnie, Rebekah (liked their frenemy dynamics sans the sl*tshaming), Liz, Matt, etc

• My OTP for them: FORWOOD

• My second choice pairing for them: Baroline

• My fluffy pairing for them: Forwood. Also Maroline was cute

• My angsty pairing for them: Forwood

• My favorite poly ship for them: Barolena, barowood, barobekah

• My weirdest pairing for them: I wouldn’t count rebekoline since they are pretty popular

• My intrigued-by pairing for them: rebekoline

[lunetual]

JeongLune / vlog_ #06

[waitinqroom]

omg rebekah i'm so sorry this sounds torturous sending love and hugs 😭🫂🫂🫂 at least you got it off your chest?

AHHHH TYYYYSM 😭😭😭 <333 but yes definitely; i kept on thinking to myself ‘ok wow this could be like a thousand times worse’ WHFVSJSHS

[userlaylivia]

10 ships involving poc, 10 different fandoms.

tagged by my angel @bakerolivia 💞💞

I recently did this but irdc lol

cheryl/toni (riverdale )

jackson/april (grey's anatomy)

max/liz (roswell new mexico)

marcel/rebekah (the originals)

ricky/gina (hsmtmta)

nick/melissa (the secret circle)

barry/iris (the flash)

jake/amy (brooklyn nine nine)

emily/maya (pretty little liars)

jordan/layla (all american)

tagging anyone who wants to do it <333 I've tagged the same people a couple of times so whoever wants to do it feel free <333

[2000sfm]

hiii <333 question, where could you see sabrina carpenter fitting?

my queen ! i could definitely see sabrina as buffy summers from btvs, lexi branson or rebekah mikaelson from the vampire diaries, jenny humphrey from gossip girl, peyton sawyer from one tree hill, marissa cooper from the oc, paris geller from gilmore girls, jessica hamby from true blood, hanna marin from pretty little liars, rikki chadwick or bella hartley from h2o, kelsi nielsen or tiara gold from high school musical, rosalie hale from twilight or stacey hinkhouse from freaky friday !

[klausysworld]

hi! I love your writings and was wondering if you could write a Rebekah shot, you totally don’t have to but if you could that would be lovely!<333

I would love to, I’d there anything specific we want to see in the oneshot?

Fluff? Smut? Angst?

All of the above?

[jennifersminds]

For your top 5 asks - rare pairs.

omg yes !! (not sure if all of these counts rare pairs buT)

Elena and Elijah (tvd, y’all already know)

Rebekah and Elena (tvd, vamp gf’s)

Mona and Hanna (pll, i could write a thesis on the wasted potential of that trainwreck of a show and like 90% of it is their refusal to address the fucked up sapphic nature of every female dynamic but ESPECIALLY VANDERMARIN !!)

Jenny and Nate (gg, IDC IDC about the slander they were cute and Jenny is horrendously overhated)

Rachel and Santana (glee, they carried s4 and i’m a rachel berry apologist and a santana lopez cult member so)

tysm for the ask <333