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witchcraftandgeekness · 6 months
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Store worker, over loudspeaker: Could Elijah Mikaelson come to the front desk, please?
Elijah: Yes? What's the problem?
Store worker: *points over to Kol and Rebekah* I believe those two belong to you.
Kol and Rebekah, simultaneously: We got lost.
Elijah: I didn't even bring you with me...
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cardigaen · 4 months
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♡ open starter. ( m/f/nb )
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❛  last week i accidentally scheduled two meetings for the same time... god, i thought that was the end for me, i almost started packing up my desk immediately but luckily only one showed. ❜
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shadowbrn · 6 days
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❝ we're all scared. that's the big secret . . . we're all scared. ❞
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@nexusvcrti liked for a starter.
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nexusvcrti · 4 months
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So ... which one of Hope's aunts, if any, is The Cool Aunt? 👀
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I plead the fifth.
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retrograderesemblance · 4 months
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“checklist” (Bekah @ Brewster)
Send  “checklist” and my muse will fill out the list below with their thoughts about yours! // @pagetreader
I find you to be:
[x] interesting [x] cute [x] attractive [ ] sexy [x] reassuring [x] intimidating [x] annoying [ ] tedious [ ] terrifying
I think we should:
[x] talk more [x] hang out more [x] date [x] adopt each other as found family [x] fight (friendly) [ ] fight (hostile) [ ] avoid each other if at all possible
If we spent an evening together we would:
[x] just hang out [x] talk about deep stuff [x] cuddle [x] go to bed together (to sleep) [x] go to bed together (to… not sleep) [x] go out and party till sunrise [x] both get arrested [x] probably wind up killing each other
If we kissed it would be:
[x] a chaste press of lips [x] a playful smooch [x] swift and stolen [ ] deep, sweet, and sincerely meant [x] all teeth and tongue and hot as heck [x] not happening
If we had sex it would be:
[x] romantic and luxurious [x] fast, rough and hard [x] against the nearest wall [x] fantastic [ ] awkward [x] a really bad idea [x] an all-around disaster [ ] not happening
If I woke up and found you unexpectedly in my bed I would:
[x] cuddle you [x] offer you breakfast [x] attempt to seduce you [ ] kick you out [ ] demand to know how you got there [ ] scream
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founderscouncil · 1 year
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"Oh. I thought it smelled like dog. You must be Freya's new boo; the one Hayley imprisoned for a pinch. Good to finally meet you. Surely you must know I'm Freya's favorite sibling." / @therebekahmikaelson​​
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        “Funny, you don’t look like Elijah,” Keelin replies just as swiftly, before she has a chance to think about antagonizing the centuries-old vampire who could probably snap her like a twig. Freya has warned her about her siblings, giving a detailed overview of each and Rebekah was no different. But despite her reservations towards vampires (it’s a wolf thing), she does at least try to make an effort. “You’re welcome, by the way. Happy that my blood helped y’all out.”
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batify · 2 months
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@2005jesuschrist [rebekah]: i love a good party.
“i take it you’ve enjoyed yourself.”    a smile graces bruce’s face, the apples of his cheeks blossoming as he situates himself beside the blonde.  fingers holding a champagne flute, it’s brought to his lips before taking a small tap— nothing more than he can handle.  the grandiose ballroom hosting the annual wayne enterprises charity gala is beginning to thin out, his irises watching from the balcony above; guests starting to retreat to their personal vehicles and hail taxis.  once all they were gone, he would return to wayne manor and don the cowl, slinking into the shadows for the remainder of the evening.  gotham never sleeps.  (he rarely does anymore.)  although, something tells bruce that rebekah has other plans, for both of them.  call it an inkling.  or the repetition of past annual charity galas over the last two years.     “have you made any plans for the evening?”
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mysticfallsresidents · 2 months
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@duquete sent from dennison duquette jr to rebekah mikaelson : i'm pretty sure you said that to me last time.
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⚰️  ――――         REBEKAH  THOUGHT  HE  WAS  SO  HANDSOME,  SHE  COULDN'T  STOP  STARING  INTO  HIS  EYES.  she  knew  she  wasn't  the  most  trustworthy  person  on  the  planet,  but  when  she  had  feelings  for  someone,  she  became  ride  or  die.  and  she  began  to  feel  her  heart  swell  for  the  man.  she  was  hopeless  when  it  came  to  romance,  but  she  swears  it's  different  this  time.  she  moved  over  to  sit  on  his  lap,  arms  wrapped  around  his  neck  as  she  smiled  sweetly  at  dennison,        ❛      oh  come  on,  don't  be  like  that,  luv,  don't  you  trust  me    ?      ❜      she  replied  to  him,  nuzzling  her  face  into  his  neck  and  began  to  plant  soft  kisses  across  his  neck,  feeling  his  heart  pulsating  against  her  lips.  she  brought  her  face  back  up  to  look  into  those  eyes  she  seemed  to  grow  weak  for,        ❛      i  swear  it.  once  we  find  the  cure,  i'll  be  all  yours.  we  can  finally  be  together,  isn't  that  what  you've  been  wanting      ?      ❜     she  asked  him,  crawling  off  his  lap  to  stand  in  front  of  him.  she  bends  down  to  become  eye  level  with  dennison,  staring  into  his  eyes.  the  desire  to  compel  him  to  trust  her  was  strong,  but  she  wanted  their  relationship  to  be  pure,  not  manipulated.  it  would  make  things  easier  in  the  long  run   [   .  .  .  .   ]   she  fought  the  urge,  nonetheless.  her  hand  caresses  his  cheek,         ❛      it's  simple,  my  luv,  i  know  that  dreadful  elena  is  connected  to  it  somehow  and  m'  sure  the  salvatore  brothers  are  helping  her  hide  it.  we  find  them,  we  find  the  cure.      ❜
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edains · 11 months
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this banner is just :/// personified
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unfocusedcuriosity · 1 year
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''Kayla Davis, age twenty-four. Case of death: Sexed into oblivion''
📖 So Sweet by Rebekah Weatherspoon
Genre : Romance Review: ⭐⭐⭐ (3/5) Spice: 🌶️🌶️🌶️ (3/5)
📚 This was a really fun and sweet read. Kayla was a great main character. She was relatable and funny. I mostly enjoyed her relationship with Michael. Watching them grow closer and fall in love was a treat. The story was predictable, but not necessarily in a bad way. It felt like a warm familiar story that was easy to read.
On the downside, I felt like the problems and hurdles were too easily overcome. There were barely any stakes and the story felt someone inconsequential.
If you could fly anywhere in the world right now, where would you go and why?
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imaginariaarbor · 1 year
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@ancientforged asked:
“Don’t fuck with me! I’ve got the power of God and anime on my side!” Kiana for Rebekah
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The female turned her gaze towards the noise, side-eyeing the other at her words. It wasn't every day that she had visitors within her space. However her gaze lingered for a moment before sighing.
"Why would I want to fuck with you? Are you someone that breaks their promises and goes back on their words?" The female questioned, tilting her head to one side. "If not then I have no issue with you."
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fandoms--fluff · 1 month
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hii could you maybe to caregivers davina and kol with a little reader please :)
Caregivers Davina Claire and Kol Mikaelson Headcannons
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Little female witch reader x Momma Davina and Daddy Kol
Davina would be called Momma
Kol would be called Daddy
You would definitely be a Momma's girl, but just as much of a Daddy's girl as well
Davina's top pet name for you is; baby girl
Kol’s top pet name for you is; little witch
You can do no wrong in Kol’s eyes and he would most definitely join in making mischief with you
Davina sometimes feeling as if she has two littles because of the vampire menace that's her husband
Kol will give you piggy back rides and vamp around the house and backyard while you giggle
Your Momma will definitely be the one cooking the food because Kol can barely even make a pb&j, let alone a whole meal
^Though he can scoop ice cream and that's what you guys have for meals if Davina's not there
You end up in their bed half the time through the night, cuddled up between your Daddy and Momma
Davina would read you stories from books while you're cradled on her lap, and your head resting on her chest
Snuggling at any time>>>>
Getting your Daddy to dress up and have tea parties with you while Davina takes pictures for incriminating evidence and maybe blackmail for later against her husband
^seriously, this man will be wearing a tiara, a feather boa, having his pinky stuck out and everything. Anything to make his little girl happy
Waking them up by jumping on their bed
If you're crying, best be ready for your Momma and Daddy to be there by your side right away, comforting you and calming you down
Mommy and me time when Kol is forced to go to family meetings (courteously of Elijah)
^you guys always have an awesome time, you love being with your Momma
She teaches you some spells to grow flowers and such
^she had banned Kol from ever teaching you magic again after he taught you how to make flame circles to appear wherever you wanted and how to blow something up with your mind (rip to the toaster)
You love listening to your Daddy's heartbeat as you fall asleep again his chest
Davina has to physically stop Kol from ripping someone who looks at you for too long - no one gets to look at his little witch like that
Immediately cheering your Momma and Daddy up by just walking into the room
Only being allowed to get babysat by Elijah, Rebekah, or Marcel. They don't trust anyone else (cough Klaus cough)
Watching all the Harry Potter movies in one day because you love watching the movies with them, especially when you're in little space
Being super cuddly when you're regressed all the way
Having basically a death grip on either one of them if you fall asleep next to or on them
Giving your Daddy kisses on the forehead because he does that to you all the time
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shadowbrn · 6 days
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❝ i have questions. i have doubts. i don't know what's right and what's wrong anymore. ❞
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@heartsbreaking ( cece ) liked for a starter.
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stratusjay · 9 months
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Heart Is Fragile But Sisterhood Is Forever
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Somedays are harder than others and those past months at Barcelona have been the best and the worst at the same time. I am so happy to finally be able to play for Barça, it was and has always been a dream. But my life outside of football is getting lonelier as minutes trickle down. Jessie and I are hitting a rough patch in our relationship. We love each other, we don’t have any doubt about it but we are realizing that the distance and the lack of contacts is taking a toll on us, we are arguing more and sometimes we are avoiding each other calls. Tonight the team is going out and I declined the invitation so we would finally talk.
My Mamà would say what’s bound to happen will happen and what’s not won’t. Yeah some philosophical shit, sorry for swearing Mamà.
I was on my couch waiting for Jessie to call, we agreed on it. At 7 sharp, my phone rang with a facetime request from Jessie.
-Hi
-Hi
-Jessie, I love you and I know you love me. But I feel like it’s not enough anymore, so tell me what can we do ? I don’t want to move to England and you don’t want to move to Spain and even more you would like to move back closer to Canada in America. I understand it’s closer to your family and I am not angry I swear. But we won’t survive it.
-Y/N, I am sorry. I love you but I want to go back to my family. And I am,... I am not in love with you anymore. I love you. Y/N look at me, please. You are my first love and I will always love you.
-I understand. I need a bit of time away but I want to stay friends, please.
Jessie sighed of relief and smiled behind her tears, I realized I was tearing up too.
-Yes, take all the time you need. I love you.
-I know. Adéu Jessie.
-Bye.
I hung up. I looked around my new apartment.
-I need a beer or chocolate, maybe ice cream.
-Beer is a no, we have training tomorrow but I have low fat ice cream.
-Oh my god, when ? how ?
-I have your keys remember, and you have been moping around all day and you look like you were dreading something when going home. So now talk or I call Mamà and Alba and we stage an operation.
I teared up and went straight to her arms, Ale brought me to the couch and put the ice cream on the coffee table. While I explained crying she rocked me on the couch. When my crying calmed down, she went to grab spoons in the kitchen and put Encanto on. She brought me back in a hug.
-Ale why did you bring three spoons, we are just two ?
-Oh! I brought three, I didn’t see.
In the middle of the Bruno song, the entry door opened up, I heard it this time. I turned around and saw Alba in pajamas walking in. She kissed my head and went under the plaid to cuddle in my other side without saying anything.
I was half asleep when Encanto finished, we put a spell on the ice cream and there was almost nothing left.
Alexia ushered us to my room, and we put pajamas on while Alba was doing her skin care routine. At three in the bed it was a tight fit but we managed, it had been a while since we had done it.
-I love you hermanas.
-Love you too hermanita
Alba kissed my head and said “Always and forever”
Alexia’s head went up from her side of the bed.
-Are you serious ?
-Are you watching The Originals again ?! I asked at the same time.
Alba smiled sheepishly and we laughed at her face.
-What Rebekah is hot and Hailey too.
I couldn’t help but agree, I was beginning to fall asleep and I heard Alexia’s voice before it turned all dark.
-Don’t worry I’ll break her knees.
In the morning I was woken up by Alexia’s phone going off. She shut it down and we got out of the room silently trying not to wake up Alba. I prepared breakfast for the both of us while she took her shower in the guest room. When she finished I went in and she made coffee. We began eating and I remember what she said before I fell asleep yesterday.
-Ale
She hummed
-You are not breaking Jessie’s leg! I didn’t do it to any of your past relationships so you don’t do it for mine. Please. Why don’t you do it to Alba’s ?
-Ah! If she gets in a real relationship we will talk but for that she needs to do feelings and I am not sure she is human anymore when it comes to relationships.
-I heard that! It’s mean!
-But true, I said. I clasped my hand on my mouth. I didn’t mean it!
Alexia was laughing her ass off and Alba was looking at me offended. 
-I am sorry Albs, really Albs ? Stop laughing, Ale! Are you mad at me ? Albs ?
-No but the look on your face is the best.
-I … I, I, I hate you! You are horrible. I was worried and you … You both stop laughing. You are mean, you are ganging up on me.
They both laughed even more and we finished breakfast together, Alba sent it to Mamà on our family group chat and Ale and I hitted the road.
Training went well, I joked around with Cata and we made fun of Mapi in the gym Patri joined us. I took my mind off everything that was going on. Tonight we had team bonding at Alexia’s place but before that there was some PR thingy going on. Something to do with spotify and matching music taste. We had to taste with everyone on the team that was actually quite funny. Alexia and I have similar taste in music even if I love Shakira way more than she does. The closest in music taste after her are Aitana and Ona then there is Patri but she listened to practically everything on earth, so she doesn’t count. Ona came in the team at the same time as me but we didn’t talk a lot and Aitana is and has always been really nice but we don’t tend to gravitate around the same people so we aren’t that close either. I admit that the past month I haven’t been the best socially. But with my problems with Jessie I didn’t have my head at making friends I admit.
-Youhou Y/N, Y/N/N, Putellas. Mapi was moving her hand in front of me.
-Yep.
-I said we are going to Ale together or not ? Do you have a phone call with your girlfriend? Are you gonna be late ? Again ? Mapi teased me.
I looked down, I didn’t notice Mapi glancing at Ale worriedly.
-No she is coming home with me. I was at hers yesterday.
-Ale, did you get thrown out by your girlfriend ?! Teased Patri trying to get everyone to focus off me.
-No, Jessie and I broke up. Ale I will wait for you outside. Bye guys, see you tonight.
I left the room without letting anyone time to react.
Ale and I had installed everything for the team and were waiting for the other while playing Mario Kart. The other will play Fifa when they arrive but I have always been really bad at it. I could score an own goal without meaning to. When the first arrived Ale’s girlfriend went to open while I battled for first place in Bowser's Castle with Alexia. Marta and Caro come and install themselves on the couch behind us, Bruna, Jana and Ona who arrived with them found a place to sit and wait. After Alexia beats me with a sneaky move with a green koopa. We put Fifa on and prepare for the championship, I go to help in the kitchen. When Mapi arrives I avoid her and hide myself in the kitchen, but she corners me.
-So next game against Chelsea we have the right to target her or did it was a consented break up.
Alexia cut the sound and turned around, because yes it’s an open kitchen connected to the living room, waiting for me to answer.
-No you are not going after her, it was a common decision. We couldn’t do it anymore. It became too hard and there was no future together. It’s as hard for her as it is for me. So please don’t do anything. Ale, I swear to god do not break her legs!
-I promise, I just don’t want you to be hurt.
-Being hurt is part of life. And I am glad I met Jessie and loved her, we learned a lot from each other and later I might find a woman with whom it might work, and you will have to accept it. You and you, Maps, and Jenni and everyone who you brought in looking after me.
Maps and Ale had the decency to look sheepish while the other snickered at them. So conclusion to the night, the best at Fifa in the team are Cata, Ale, Maps and Patri oh and Jana is quite good when she isn’t distracted by Jill. And the ones who joined me soon after the beginning of the tournament are Caro, Ana-Maria, Ingrid and Irene, I think it’s more because she didn’t want to play than because she isn’t good. Oh and Marta is just like me and didn’t even try to play.
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wholoveseggs · 3 months
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Sweet Surprises
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{Masterlist}
~Five days of Fluffmas~
As you spend the day preparing holiday treats, you find more than sugar on your hands when Elijah steps in to help.
1k words - No warnings, no smut! just pure fluff, this one is sweeter than a sugar cookie. ♡♡
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Retrieving the third panettone from the oven, you wiped away the sweat from your brow before placing it on the stove to cool. Pausing to admire your accomplishments, you took stock of your baking endeavors: a batch of red velvet cookies, three batches of cinnamon rolls, dozens of sugar cookies awaiting decoration, and three panettones.
Your eyes caught the movement of Elijah as he approached, leaning in to inhale the delicious scent of your latest batch.
"Do you need any help?" he asked.
You had a crush on Rebekah's older brother from the first moment you saw him, with his dark hair and pretty brown eyes. He always seemed curious and watchful, but never judgmental. More than once, you felt Elijah's gaze resting on you, and you wondered what he thought of you.
Pulling your thoughts back to the question he asked, you shook your head. "No, I'm almost done now. I just need to decorate the sugar cookies," you gestured to a nearby cooling rack.
"You've worked so hard all day," he remarked as he plucked one of the red velvets off the rack to nibble at it. "You must be tired."
"Not really," you began shuffling around the large kitchen, looking for what you needed for the sugar cookies.
Elijah raised a skeptical brow. "It's midnight, your arms are full of flour, and you've been baking since nine this morning."
"It's not midnight; it's—" you glanced at the clock on the oven, "after eleven. Besides, most people don't go to bed this early on a Friday."
That earned you a smile, one of your favorites, the half-smile that showed a little dimple and made Elijah's eyes crinkle.
"Would you like me to start decorating the cookies? I could give you a hand," he offered, and you smiled, nodding as you showed him where everything was.
Your impression of Elijah was that he was good at everything he did. A thousand years of life experience to master every art and fill his head with so much information, you were sure he could amaze you with any topic imaginable.
So, you were surprised at how bad he was at decorating cookies. He struggled with the icing bags, somehow getting the icing into his hair and all over the kitchen island.
Elijah's cookies looked like child's drawings, full of sloppy icing and crooked lines. You were having difficulty suppressing your laughter at how adorable and ridiculous he was.
As he focused on the sugar cookie he was holding, you grabbed another one from the cooling rack and began filling in the design. You snuck a glance at Elijah and noted how focused he was, biting his lower lip and glaring at the cookies as if he could intimidate them into looking better.
"Are you laughing at me?" His voice was amused, and you turned to find his eyes alight and crinkling with happiness.
You giggled and slid off the barstool you were sitting on to join Elijah behind the counter.
"Can I show you? If you put it on slower, it won't ooze out like that," you commented and wrapped your hand around his, guiding him. His grip felt gentle and warm, and you enjoyed touching him more than you ever thought you would.
"Like this?" He asked as his hand moved in a slow, deliberate line, creating a perfect border for the snowflake pattern.
"Mmm-hmm," you murmured. "But you can't use so much icing. It's okay if you can see a little of the cookie through it. It just takes practice."
He was standing so close behind you, and when his free arm came around you, it took you by surprise. You felt his thumb move across your cheek, brushing away a smudge of flour.
"I'll make more frosting," he said softly, "you can continue decorating. I'm no good at it, I'm afraid."
Elijah stepped away, and you could hear him gathering the ingredients to put into the mixer. Turning, you leaned against the counter and watched him work.
"Can I ask why you've spent the last thirteen hours baking?" Elijah asked.
"Well," you began, "I won't be spending the holidays with my family this year, so I wanted to bake for your family."
Elijah nodded, a sweet smile on his face, turning the mixer on to blend the frosting. Suddenly the powdered sugar went flying, the fine white powder covering the kitchen.
Your hand flew to cover your mouth, attempting to suppress a laugh; Elijah was covered from head to toe in the sweet dust.
You couldn't hold back any longer, and laughter filled the kitchen as Elijah turned to you, his dark hair was streaked with sugar, and his impeccable suit was a mess.
Elijah's gaze dropped to his clothes, and then he looked back up, a glint of amusement in his eyes. He pulled off his suit jacket and placed it on the counter, then he undid the cuff links and slid his sleeves up to his elbows.
"I don't think baking is my strong suit," he chuckled as he stepped towards you.
"I wouldn't say that," you teased, "you're getting better."
You reached out and dusted the sugar out of his hair. His gaze dropped to your lips, and your breath caught in your throat.
"I can think of something I'm much better at," his voice was low and seductive, making you shiver in anticipation.
"And what's that?" You whispered, unable to look away from his intense gaze.
"Tasting."
He cupped your cheek with his hand, brushing away some sugar before leaning in. Elijah's kiss was gentle and tentative. The barest brush of his lips over yours, teasing, exploring. Your fingers slipped through his hair, and you could feel the heat of his skin under the collar of his shirt.
He broke the kiss and looked down at you. His expression was serious, searching, and you gave a small nod. His hands slid down your back and then your thighs before lifting you and depositing you on the kitchen island.
Elijah stood between your legs, and your hands went to his tie, slowly pulling it free from his neck. He watched you undo the top few buttons of his shirt before he leaned in. You gasped at the sensation of his warm lips kissing your neck, then the light graze of his teeth over your soft skin.
"Looks like you two have been hard at work," Rebekah's voice rang out, causing you both to jump, startled.
You had been so lost in the feel of Elijah's hands and his kisses that you hadn't heard her approaching.
Rebekah's smile was full of mischief, and she winked at you before turning her attention to her brother. "It was so nice of you to keep her company."
Elijah straightened his clothing and ran his fingers through his hair, attempting to put himself back together. You blushed furiously, and Rebekah laughed, shaking her head at you.
"Don't mind me," she smirked, then picked up a panettone from the other counter. "Is there any more of this? Kol loves it."
You pointed towards the stove. "I have two more."
Rebekah cut a large slice and then headed out of the kitchen, giggling and humming merrily to herself
Elijah stepped closer and helped you off the counter. You were a bit wobbly after having your legs wrapped around him, and your mind was still a bit muddled.
"I'll clean up," Elijah said, stepping close to you and sliding his hands up and down your arms, "you go get some rest."
"You're covered in sugar," you said, taking a cloth and wiping his face and hair.
"That's quite alright," he chuckled. "Go. I'll take care of it."
You started to move away, then paused. Turning back to him, you stood on your toes and gave him a soft, lingering kiss.
"Will you help me again tomorrow?" You asked.
"Yes, I'd like that," he replied with a soft smile.
You were sure it was your favorite smile, and you were going to have to bake every day until the holiday season ended, if only to see him smile again.
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founderscouncil · 2 years
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Rebekah found the eldest Mikaelson pondering the portraits of each Original hanging grandly on the walls of the compound's foyer. Freya had been part of the family for quite some time now, but still, there were moments when their centuries apart felt like salt in a wound.
Two sisters sharing the same golden hair, the same stubborn spirit, the same melodramatic brothers, and a lifetime apart.  
"I could've used a bit of backup with four brothers," piped the youngest, chin resting on Freya's shoulder. "And you could've used… literally any of us. Though I think I would've made the best company, naturally."
Offering the witch a sympathetic pat, she smiled lightly. "I'm coming around to my big sis so don't think of scampering off with Keelin anytime soon..." / @therebekahmikaelson​
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           Sometimes, in the rare quiet moments in the Compound, Freya wandered the hallways to revisit the history that her siblings have lived through. When she first joined the family, she used to imagine what it would have been like if she had lived her life by their side. She likely wouldn’t have been spared from their parents’ curse, but at least she would’ve had her family. When Rebekah joined her, chin resting on her shoulder, she smiled and leaned her head against hers. 
“I would’ve backed you up no matter what,” Freya agreed with a fond smile. When she learned that she had a younger sister, even though she didn’t have a chance to meet her for centuries, Freya had been so elated. She adored Finn and Elijah, but there was something so special about having a sister. Even in all of her hatred, Dahlia’s driving force had always been Esther and her betrayal, the bond of sisters that transcended all. Perhaps they would have a better go of it. 
Until, in true little sister fashion, Rebekah brought up the werewolf that had been occupying most of Freya’s thoughts as of late, and she flushed. “I have no intentions of ‘scampering off’ anywhere,” she replies in mock indignation. Truthfully, the idea of leaving her family’s side scared Freya more than she knew how to articulate. After dreaming about them for so long, how could she just walk away? “Besides, Keelin and I... are figuring things out. And what about a certain handsome vampire leader who shall go unnamed?”
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