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Im doing a rewatch of The Vampire Diaries and I must say, Klaus is just perfect lol

“Niklaus” the name slips from your tongue in a hesitant whisper.

Your mouth had shaped his name and yet your eyes couldn’t fathom that he was truly here standing before you.

He stops his prowl when he hears your voice. That infamous smirk that always seemed to be stretched across his face was suddenly wiped away. Time seems to slow until he turns on his heel to face you.

His dark blue eyes fell on you with a look of pure amazement. “Y/n”. The taste of your name felt foreign on his tongue. He hadn’t said your name in hundreds of years. He never thought he’d have a chance to ever again.

“Niklaus” you repeated his name again, trying to distract him from the chaos he was enacting. You knew Klaus had gotten worse over the years. You’d heard the stories and even seen some of the scenes he’d left behind. No part of you wanted to believe it was him because the Klaus you knew could never do the things you’d heard. Of course he was cruel when you met him, but the sheer magnitude of the evil you had seen was unfathomable.

The man you had once loved had become a monster of illustrious proportions.

“Y/n” he said your name again, this time louder “what are y- how are you here?”

“That’s not important right now, Niklaus.” His eyes narrowed at this, “right now it’s important that you release your compulsion of all of these people.”

-

Klaus had taken an entire bar hostage. The people were all dancing and twirling while no music played. Some had already begun to drop from pure exhaustion but still their bodies tried to move while splayed on the ground.

You’d been in this bar by pure chance.

One of your brother’s descendants lived in this town and frequented this bar. He almost looked like a pure replica of your brother and you found peace in seeing his face. Having been alive for over 900 years without your family, seeing that face gave you near celestial joy.

While watching your distant relative, your ears caught the sound of an oddly familiar laugh. Your eyes scanned the crowd until you found yourself looking at a scarily familiar face. Niklaus.

Instinctually you lowered yourself in your seat, trying to somehow disappear. How on earth was he here? You knew Klaus was alive and well somewhere on this earth but you never thought you’d ever be in the same place at the same time ever again.

You’d “died” before Klaus nearly 900 years ago. You made sure that your death was not only believable but real. You’d sacrificed yourself so that you’d never be in the palm of his hand ever again. For a short while you were dead but because of a certain original witch, your death didn’t last long. Even in death, the first hybrids mother cared for him far more than he could conceive. She’d brought back his “immortal love”, as she called you, as a final gift to her son.

While you kept your eyes trained on Klaus, you slowly rose from your seat and carefully made your way to the bathrooms. Once there, you listened carefully to every conversation in the bar until you could focus on his voice alone.

Klaus was in some kind of spat with a gentleman. It seems like the guy thought that his girlfriend, the server, was being too friendly with Niklaus. You knew instantly that the girl had to be compelled and if you knew Klaus well enough, which you did, he was probably openly feeding on the girl which would look like he was kissing her neck from the wrong angle.

Klaus seemed amused at first, until the man called him a lonely loser. You didn’t have to be in the room to know the face Klaus made hearing those words.

“Oh yeah?” You could hear the smirk on that pale face. “A lonely loser? Me? Oh no, mate. I’d say everyone in this bar is my friend.”

You could hear some shuffling and some whispered words that were even too low for your supernatural hearing to pick up. The music that was playing came to a sudden halt and then you heard the pounding of feet on the dance floor. For a moment you thought that it was because the music had stopped but the intensity of the sound told you that everyone was dancing.

“Look at that. I told them if they’re a friend of mine they should be dancing and look! Not a single person is sitting in their seats.”

You could imagine how Klaus was devilishly smiling at the man right now. Another perfect victory for the hybrid. You listened for nearly 10 minutes as the people continued to feverishly dance. Every part of you wanted to leave but how could you make a safe escape with him out there. Not only that, you’d be leaving without your brother’s doppelgänger. As if on queue you heard a sudden burst of laughter.

“Would you look at that. You there, I think I know you. Or at least I know someone who looks just like you”. A cold chill ran down your spine. Klaus couldn’t have possibly noticed him.

“Oh yes. You look so much like him. I wonder if you truly are a (L/N) or if the resemblance is simply uncanny.” You could imagine him appraising the mans face. “I think I’ll kill you off first. I never liked that smug bastard.”

Without a second thought you revealed yourself. You forced yourself to face the man whom you’d been hiding from for nearly a century and called out his name.

-

Klaus was still gawking at you. His dark blue eyes travelled from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet. His eyes didn’t linger anywhere in particular. It just seemed as though he were trying to see if you were truly here.

“You don’t seem shocked to see me” Klaus finally spoke, “now why is that?”

Your heart, which shouldn’t have been able to beat at all, was thrumming in your chest.

There was no point in lying to him. “I think you know the answer to that, Niklaus”. He pulled in a deep breath. “How long?”

His question was met with silence. How could you confidently tell him that you’d been hiding from him since the moment you came back from the dead?

“How long?” His voice was laced with a tinge of venom. “Answer me immediately! HOW LONG?”

That rage that he could never truly contain was coming to the surface. He bared his teeth as he yelled at you, his breathing coming out in pants.

“For a long long time” you could see this answer angering him more, “I-I was there. Beside you in the shadows when they first opened the Notre Dame. You had such a beautifully astonished look on your face, Niklaus.”

The pure joy and awe you saw in his eyes that day reminded you of the boy you had fallen in love with. “Astonishing is the word you used to describe it to Elijah. You’re actually quite radiant when you’re happy, Niklaus”. An unreadable expression had replaced the anger that marred his features moments ago. An uncomfortable silence settled between you as he continued to stare.

He let out a deep breath. “Come to me and I will release them”.

“I-I can’t-“

“(Y/n)” he growled out your name, once again baring his teeth. “Come over to me immediately so that we may discuss your betrayal and I will let them go.”

You considered his words, knowing that this would be the only way to get him to let these innocent people live. For a moment you considered running, but it seems as though his age old trick of being able to read your mind hadn’t wained.

“Do not run from me, (y/n). If you try, now that I know you still draw breath” his brow crinkled at this, “I will hunt you down to the ends of the earth and take down whatever attempts to stand in my way until I have you back. Now come.”

You slowly made your way over to him, careful not to look away from his cold gaze. Klaus released a deep breath you hadn’t known he was holding when you were finally an arms length away. He reached out his hands towards you. Instinctually you flinched, unable to control your new found fear of him that you’d fostered over the years.

A look of hurt crossed his face. “Really?” He didn’t let you answer. “Do you really think I’d hurt you?”

“I’ve seen what you’re capable of, Niklaus”

He stared at you in an uncomfortable silence for a beat longer.

“No, (y/n). You haven’t seen what I am truly capable of just yet. Now tell me, who has helped you stay hidden from me all these years?” he smirked conspiratorially, “and don’t spare a single name or detail”.

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I want them comfortably married and happy and bickering over their morning beverages and also I want them to fuck nasty on the living room floor because they can't wait another second

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day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.

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Fallen Angel, Choso

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I really do want all of your dreams to come true. I love you girls in my phone

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Chrollo

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you can be both an ethereal faerie dream girl and a horrid little dirt gremlin creature. the duality of woman

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dear writers who are slower/take more time with their writing or writers who are on hiatus or writers who are trying to find their voice again, i see you and i love you and you are valid

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Yes I re-read my own fics because I wrote them for ME

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25 hours a day, 8 days a week, #gpoy.

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the sluttiest thing a man can do is be fictional

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not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

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he wants me so bad (he’s fictional and i read a fanfic about him)

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❝Despite everything, it's still you.❞

a quote from undertale that made me really think of yuta :) so i really wanted to draw this out

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Trying to draw chrollo as pretty as he deserves