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herlondonboy · 9 months
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“‘Why am I awake?’ You ask” actually, i don’t ask. 8:30 is a pretty normal time to be awake
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kanakomimura · 2 years
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why is it so hard to make a fishable pond that doesn't take up 95% of my sims' backyard aaaaaaa
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wolfythewitch · 5 months
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Elijah was one of my favorite prophets because of the absolute lack of care he had.
The opposing side isn't getting their god to come down and show power?? Maybe he's asleep, you should wake him up. Still no? Maybe he's out hunting, do it a bit louder so he can hear. (I'm surprised he didn't get his ear flicked because of how disrespectful he was wowow)
Then, when it's his turn to prove the power of his god, this dude goes and douses the altar SO MUCH to the point it's like a teeny pond with how much water there was. And then calls down a big hecking pillar of fire like ???
Elijah was just incredible, and silly while at it. Also apparently his showoff moments didn't work because they STILL didn't believe him fully.
And at noon Elijah mocked them, saying, “Cry aloud, for he is a god. Either he is musing, or he is relieving himself, or he is on a journey, or perhaps he is asleep and must be awakened.”
I think this was my favorite part of that whole bit.
Elijah: he can't hear you, he's got airpods in
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zeroone-eleven · 2 months
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Gifts & Thoughts (M6); The Arcana
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Summary: The Main 6 and the gifts they send the Main Character. [Upright Endings]
Requested? ❌
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: None
"Is it obvious that all of this is right?"
-Elijah Woods, 24/7 365.
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Nadia Satrinava:
Elegance, is the word for the gifts she spoils you with.
Everything she gifts you always has a connection to a certain time you have spent together.
A memorable date? A memorable day? A memorable moment? It doesn't matter;
Even the jewels that always color coordinate with your outfit palette has some sort of underlying memory connected to them.
Prepare to get showered with the finest, most intricately detailed accessories that Nadia associates with your shared memories.
Small mechanical inventions for your familiar. Like the little toys she made for Chandra.
Just as much as she pampers you, Nadia spares no expense in both monetary value and thought value to the things she creates for your familiar.
Your familiar is never going to feel bored within the Palace grounds, what with both Chandra and Nadia's little inventions to keep them company when you aren't there.
Light silk clothes in your preferred color palette, while the Vesuvian weather makes velvet and other similar fabrics impractical-
Nadia is well versed with the versatility of silk with the heat.
The silks she gifts you are to be imported from Praka, she will settle for gifting you no other silks but the finest kind in all the world.
The embroidery on these clothing items are always customized:
A pattern of a colorful forest: When you hunted down Lucio's ghost together.
A pattern of a wheat field: For that time you screamed your grievances to the heavens.
A pattern of waves, a small island with a singular angled tree: For the time you swam with her in the High Priestess' domain.
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Asra Alnazar:
Scrapbooks is the vibe that comes to mind whenever the gift is from Asra.
For his presents are a mix of both learning, and simple sentimentalities.
There are still times where he goes on his own adventures and whenever he does, he never fails to bring back a tricket (Or five) which had reminded him of you in some way.
A leatherbound journal, with a burnt in pattern. For note taking when you're working on spell adjustments.
A small gemstone imbued with a protection spell, or a spell for luck, or healing- That has been fashioned into a necklace.
Herbs that he dries himself.
Self-made tea blends that he has subjected himself to tasting before handing you the perfected blends.
Matching knitted sweaters for you and your familiar, imbued with temperature regulation spells.
Spell tomes he bought, read, and then annotated with possible helpful tips, or everyday commentary to make your learning easier and more fun.
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Julian Devorak:
Tomfoolery. That's it. That's his type of gifts.
A pun book, that he had somehow managed to talk Malak into gently dropping on you.
A sealed bottle with a preserved leach inside, reminiscent of the time you both thought to bathe in a suspiciously muddled pond.
He buys small journals, and writes down his adventure stories within them before handing them over to you.
Sometimes he'd send you a "Doctor's Prescription" that contain sweet gestures such as ten hugs a day, four kisses per hour, a "Nap" with him that lasts at least 12 hours-
Julian is an actor, a performer, an artist, a man of the arts. He always comes up with a new way to make a gift unique from the rest despite them being almost the same in form.
You now have a slowly growing folder of all the Doctor's Prescriptions you have been prescribed.
Thankfully, you only have a single bottle of leech and there is no indication that there will ever be another one.
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Muriel the Outsider:
Handmade. Everything he gifts you is made with love, adoration, and quiet devotion driving his hands.
Sculptures both realistic and abstract, with the wood carefully polished to bring out the unique patterns.
Spice blends foraged and dried by himself from when he goes foraging in the forest every month.
Very seldomly, he gifts you flowers that he dried himself. Whenever he finds some that he likes the colors of.
He doesn't gift you dried flowers often, he appreciates nature and it's bounty but finds it hard to see any flowers as beautiful enough to be given to you.
Home cooked meals that Muriel tries his best to perfectly season and cook to your preferences.
Whenever trading caravans pass by Vesuvia, Muriel heads into the city and does his best to peruse each and every cart. Looking for something that might "Speak" to him as something that suffices as a gift for you in his eyes.
If there is no specific thing that meets his standard, then he'll look for materials in the carts instead so that he can make you something.
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Portia Devorak:
Literature; Portia learned to read and write quite late in life, those two skills have become an integral part of who she is and what she sees as art and worthy of praise.
She writes you verses, poems, short stories- and she scatters them in the nooks and crannies of your shared home for you to find unexpectedly.
The paper is always subconsciously imbued with her magic. Whenever you touch the paper, you end up getting a glimpse into what she was feeling for you when she wrote the piece.
She gifts you books of stories she always comes back to, and books about the history, customs, and culture of the places you and her are sent as Emissaries to.
She makes sure to read through these books herself first, inserting slips of paper with her own viewpoints on a particular scene, or poems inspired by the scene (and the fact that she imagined both of you in it).
She also makes sure to always get you a box of the most delicious looking and smelling treat in the bakeries you visit on your Emmisary trips.
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Lucio / Montag Morgasson:
The World. (No, Lucio does not get you the world turtle- As cute as they may be.)
He is no longer the Count, he has renounced that stature in favor of being a mercenary once more.
On your excursions, Lucio takes the time to sit down and take in the sights with you. Talking about everything and little nothings all at once.
Sometimes he sneaks in a purchase when you're both in the marketplace stocking up on supplies, stuffing it into his pack when your back is turned.
He never knows where or when he's going to give it to you on your adventures, but he knows that he'll know when the time is right.
Lucio picks flowers from the paths you're walking to place it either in your hair, or he pins it to your shirt.
If you get sad when it inevitably wilts away, Lucio reassures you that it's nothing to be sad about because the memory of your happiness from receiving the flower will metaphorically be keeping it alive.
If you find a way to preserve it with magic, he'll buy a sturdy box (He also asks you to enchant it with a few spells for extra safety) in which to keep all the flowers taken from your journey.
Once the box is full, it finds a place on the mantle of your shared home.
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lesbicosmos · 5 months
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i made a list of all the people i could think of that had multiple roles in the whoniverse and damn this show rly likes reusing cast members
peter capaldi
12th doctor
caecilius (4x02: the fires of pompeii)
john frobisher (torchwood: children of earth)
karen gillan
amy pond
soothsayer (4x02: the fires of pompeii)
freema agyeman
martha jones
adeola oshodi (2x12: army of ghosts)
eve myles
gwen cooper
gwyneth (1x03: the unquiet dead)
anjli mohindra
rani chandra (sja)
queen of the skithra (12x04: nikola tesla's night of terror)
julian bleach
davros
the ghostmaker (torchwood 2x10: from out of the rain)
the nightmare man (sja 4x01/02: the nightmare man)
mark gatiss
richard lazarus (3x06: the lazarus experiment)
danny boy (5x03: victory of the daleks)
gantok (6x13: the wedding of river song)
captain lethbridge-stewart (2017 special: twice upon a time)
david bradley
solomon (7x02: dinosaurs on a spaceship)
first doctor (2017 special: twice upon a time)
bradley walsh
graham o'brien
elijah spellman (sja 2x03/04: the day of the clown)
dan starkey
strax
several other sontarans
ian the elf (2014 special: last christmas)
chipo chung
chantho (3x11: utopia)
fortune teller (4x11: turn left)
miriam margolyes
beep the meep (voice) (the star beast)
leef apple glyn slitheen-blathereen (voice) (sja 3x06: the gift)
adjoa andoh
sister jatt (2x01: new earth)
francine jones
vinette robinson
abi lerner (3x07: 42)
rosa parks (11x03: rosa)
alexander armstrong
reg arwell (2011 special: the doctor, the widow and the wardrobe)
mr smith (voice) (sja)
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buckybarnesb-tch · 1 year
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The Art Nerd
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Modern!Highschool Klaus M. Pt 2
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She trashed the bloody paper towels and he quickly grabbed his bag from his locker before leading her out to the parking lot where his car was. His mother had gotten it for him for his 16th birthday as she had for all of his siblings and while it wasn't much it got him out of the house. 'What time will your parents kick me out?' He considered that, never having needed to know before but Elijah and Finn had plenty of girls stay over.
'They shouldn't. Elijah and Finn have had girls stay over tons of times,mom doesn't really care as long as we...never mind.' His face caught fire once again and she just grinned at him.
'As long as her sons use protection?' He nodded, pulling out of the school parking lot. 'No need to worry about that, I'm on the pill.' Klaus instantly tried to think of anything he possibly could to stop his cock which was instantly hardening. 'You know I'm teasing you, right?'
'Yes-Yeah-yes...what do you want to eat?' His voice cracked as he asked her this and she smiled.
'Well, how about I stay the night? It's Friday, we can grab some snacks and soda, and have a movie night. It's been a while since I have been able to just hang out with someone without the pressure of James. Feel free to say 'no' of course, I don't just want to invite myself and-'
'No!' She looked startled by this and he instantly realized his mistake. 'I mean 'yes'! Yes I would love for you to stay...it honestly sounds like fun.' They stopped at a grocery store and grabbed soda and a ton of snacks before going back to Klaus', deciding to just order some dinner.
'Wow. This place is really cool.' Y/n commented as she got inside and he immediately ushered her down the stairs to avoid his family. 'Woah!' She instantly began looking at all of the canvases and framed sketches that were hung everywhere. 'Klaus! You're even better than I thought, holy shit!' She was looking at a painting of the pond they have out back, he had done it while the flowers on the lily pads were blooming and it looked perfect. He wanted her to keep looking and complimenting his work but she was getting dangerously close to one he definitely didn't want her to see.
'Thank you, let's pick some movies to watch, hmm? We can decide what we want for dinner.' He was ushering her to the other side of the room where the couch was but she just smiled, continuing to look, seeing a canvas on the easel and moving around it to look. 'No! Please don't-'
'Woah.' He sighed, sitting on his bed and knowing his chance to even be her friend was over, she was going to find him painting her to be so creepy she would probably call the cops.
'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-'
'Is this how you see me?' He was immediately confused. 'You make me look so beautiful.' She was shocked and he couldn't figure out why.
'You are beautiful...how else would I paint you?' Her cheeks were red as she walked back over to him, kissing his cheek before continuing over to the couch.
'How about some burgers? Cheese burgers sound great!' He grinned, practically vibrating with joy as he jumped up and moved to sit beside her on the couch, turning on the TV. Her lips were so soft, he could only imagine what they feel like wrapped around his-NO! Stop! If he didn't stop his thoughts he would end up jerking off in the bathroom all night.
'Burgers sound good to me. Movies?' They both spent a little while getting a good selection, deciding each other needs to watch certain movies they've neglected, Y/n forcing Klaus to watch The Breakfast Club and Klaus deciding Y/n needed to watch Sleepy Hollow. They watched hers first and when they got to Klaus' pick she ordered dinner, Klaus running up to get the door and paying for dinner, which he insisted he would pay for completely despite her arguing, only to run into Rebekah.
'You didn't offer to get me anything? Jerk! Why do you have so much food?' She wondered and he rolled his eyes.
'Y/n is here, we're gonna watch movies and hang out for the night. I'll get you something next time, I promise.' With that he shut the door behind him and walked back down the stairs, grabbing 2 sodas that he had put into his mini fridge before she started the movie.
Klaus found that he genuinely enjoyed her company and even if he never had a shot with her, he wanted to continue to be her friend and he thought she felt the same. That may be ruined however, if his mother coming down the steps has anything to say about it.
'Niklaus. Why did Rebekah have to tell me you had a girl over?' He went wide eyed and so did Y/n's.
'I'm sorry, I didn't even think to tell you...mom, this is Y/n. We were going to have a movie night.' He begged with his eyes as much as he could for her to leave and not embarrass him but the Gods were not on his side.
'Hello Mrs. Mikaelson, I'm Y/n. I'm sorry, I thought you knew I was here. It's a pleasure to meet you.' She jumped up and shook his mothers hand politely and he knew his mother loved her instantly, both Elijah's girlfriend Katherine and Finn's girlfriend Sage having absolutely no manners.
'Hello dear. It's nice to meet you too, Niklaus doesn't have friends over so he's never had to ask. I'll let it slide this once. Of course you're welcome here though. If you need anything you just let me know. Niklaus?' She gestured him over and stood at the bottom of the stairs. 'You'll tell me from now on-'
'I promise, just please go? She's just a friend mom, I swear.' She didn't look like she believed him. 'She's so far out of my league it's not funny.'
'But you like her?'
'I-mom, please just go?' She nodded, handing him something quickly.
'Just in case. You two have fun now, it was lovely to meet you Y/n!'
'It was a pleasure to meet you too, ma'am.' As his mother left he looked down and saw she had handed him a box of condoms and he jumped to hide them in his dresser. 'I like your mom. It's nice that she's aware and accepting enough to give you a box of condoms.' Klaus slammed the drawer shut, looking at her quickly. 'That's what it was, right?' She was looking at him expectantly and he didn't want to lie about it.
'Yes, she raised Elijah and Finn, and she's currently raising Kol, it's necessary unfortunately.' She just nodded as if she completely understood and he was grateful as he sat back down, getting under the blanket that was covering them.
'Do you really think I'm that special?' She asked suddenly and he didn't know how to respond. 'I mean, to tell your mother you think you're out of my league sounds insane to me. You're like, the smartest guy I've ever met, and you're incredibly talented on top of that! What league do you think you're out of because compared to you, I'm very boring.'
'You're kidding.' She shook her head. 'You're gorgeous!' She shrugged at that.
'At best I'm an 8, though I believe I'm average.'
'You're kind to everyone around you no matter who it is-'
'That's basic human decency and I'm sorry you haven't been shown it before.' He didn't like that she was talking down all her good qualities.
'You smell like what I think heaven must smell like-'
'I'll tell you the soap I use along with my perfume.'
'Would you stop that?! You-you make my heart stop every single time you look at me Y/n, I-'
'Nik. That's a very serious medical condition, I'm going to need you to see a cardiologist as soon as possible.' She was pissing him off and she knew it and before he knew it he was grabbing her and pulling her close, pressing his lips to hers hard. Her lips were just as soft as he imagined they would be as he molded his lips to hers, holding her face in his hands before he realized what he was doing, pulling back quickly.
'Oh god! I'm sorry! Y/n, I'm so-' he was cut off by her moving to kiss him again and he just relaxed into it now until she pushed forward and climbed into his lap, now straddling him and allowing him to feel the heat of her crotch right against his cock. 'Y/n! Stop!' She pulled away, shocked that he had yelled at her. 'You're upset about James, I'm sorry but I don't want to hurt you by-'
'James is infuriating! He's stupid and boorish and a bully! I was going to dump him next month after Valentine's Day...say what you want, a girl doesn't want to be alone for that but screw him!' He was confused and not quite sure what to do.
'You said you wanted to stay over because it would be nice to not have you be expected to do anything-'
'You expect nothing. You're so sweet Nik, I love that about you...I'm actually attracted to smart guys but most smart guys don't want dumb girls so I settled for James. It was nice for a while I guess but I'm relieved it's over...look, if you don't want this we can just watch movies, we don't have to-' he pulled her back to him and kissed her again, groaning into her mouth as she ground down against his crotch. His hands were on her hips which he was squeezing tightly, his thumbs teasing her skin just under her shirt but never pushing farther, not until she grabbed his hands and placed them on her chest, moaning as he squeezed his hands as he's dreamt of 500 times by now. At that moment she pulled back, lifting her shirt over her head and allowing Klaus to see her red bra hiding her breasts from him and he wanted to rip it off desperately. 'Go ahead.'
His head snapped up and he saw her smiling at him, his cock was throbbing at this point and he was desperate to cum but he pushed the feeling away as hard as he could, reaching up and finding the latch on the bra, fumbling for just a moment before pulling it down her arms and revealing her chest to him. 'Holy shit!' She pulled him back in to kiss her again and he rolled her nipples between his fingers, though she seemed to have other plans. She pulled back from the kiss and guided his head down towards her chest where he happily accepted her nipple into his mouth, hand caressing the other one as he sucked on her tit roughly, eventually switching and loving her little moans. She squealed as he pulled at the bud between his teeth gently, all the while she was pulling at his hair. As she pulled particularly hard his hips flew up, thrusting against her and he gasped, arm wrapping around her waist tightly and holding her to him as he did it again.
'Fuck! God Nik!' She reached out, pulling his shirt over his head and throwing it aside, his chest now pressing to her breasts as she connected their lips again, his hips grinding against hers.
'Is that good for you, love?' He asked, ensuring he wasn't just doing something that wasn't bringing her any sort of pleasure. He may not be an expert at this but he did want to make her feel good enough that she would want to do it again. As soon as he had said it she moaned like a whore, and since he hadn't just thrust against her he assumed it was the nickname she had said she loves. 'You liked that? What is it that gets you off, hmm? Angel? Princess? Babygirl?' Her fingers tightening in his hair as she choked on a groan. 'There we are. Are you Daddy's little Babygirl?'
'Yes! Yes Daddy!' His cock twitched in his pants and he was half convinced for a moment that he had cum all over himself. She was now grinding down onto him and the heat of her pussy even through all of their clothes, was driving him crazy.
'Such a good girl!' Y/n moaned, head falling into his neck and biting onto his shoulder as she continued grinding on him. 'Can Daddy take these off? Is that okay.' She nodded, whining as he flipped them over so she was laying out on the couch, unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down her legs, followed by his own. Klaus lifted her legs and spread them enough that he could get between them, pulling the blanket up over them so that she wouldn't feel cold. 'So sweet, making those sounds for me, aren't you? Daddy's sweet little Princess.'
'You feel so good Daddy! Please?'
'Please what Babygirl?' She whimpered, lifting her hips to grind against his but he pulled back, denying her any friction as the sounds he was causing her to make gave him a level of confidence he had never experienced. 'Tell me what you want pretty girl.'
'Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Please?!' Nik growled, pulling her panties down her legs and throwing them god knows where, before yanking off his own boxer briefs. 'Holy fuck!' He froze, not knowing what he had done wrong but when he looked to her face he just saw her staring down at his cock.
'What? What's wrong?' He asked, instantly insecure but she just stared. 'Y/n!'
'I've never actually seen a cock as thick as yours! Fuck! I am definitely sucking your cock later.' He thought he could cum untouched if she kept talking. The idea that he was in any way better than the guy that had abused him for years, as well as that you wanted more than just this one time fuck could've made him howl with joy but he held it in, instead lining himself up with your entrance and feeling your wet pussy pressed against his cock for the first time, making his eyes roll back as he tried as hard as he could not to cum. Klaus pushed his way into you, seeing discomfort on your face and stopping.
'Are you alright gorgeous, I can-'
'Don't you dare stop!' His eyes widened but he did as she said, continuing to push forward until he was completely filling her where he froze. 'It's okay...move-'
'Give me a second, I...I've never done this, it's-' his face was red as possible in his embarrassment but she took his cheeks in her hands and forced him to look up.
'It's okay Nik, that's all you had to say. Take your time, we'll go slow.' He groaned just as she moved her hand and fixed his glasses that were askew on his face at this point. Something about her doing that turned him on even more, just being accepted by her in every way and not even caring that he had no experience at all.
'God, you're fucking perfect.' He breathed, pulling his hips back before pushing back into her body, his cock feeling like it was in the most delicious vice grip that's ever existed.
'I'm not-' he cut her off, hand around her throat and gently applying pressure.
'Don't. I say you're perfect Babygirl, so you're perfect...got it?' She nodded quickly, whining as he thrust up into her hard this time.
'Yes Daddy.'
'Oh Fuck!' He thrust up again now holding onto your thighs that wrapped around his waist, continuing to do that and not really going fast, just creating a good rhythm that didn't make him want to cum embarrassingly fast. 'So tight, such a good girl squeezing Daddy so good, you know that? My good girl.'
She whimpered. Whimpered for him. 'Stretch me out so good Daddy! Your cock feels so good! Fuck!'
'Yeah? You like Daddy's cock stretching this cute little pussy? So god damn soft and sweet for me...'
'Yes Daddy! You feel perfect! My Daddy loves knowing his cock is the best I've had, don't you?' His hands grip on your thighs tightened and you could feel the bruises forming as he lifted you up and sat back on his knees, supporting both your weight on him now as he thrust up into you. 'Holy Shit! My Daddy's strong too! Fuck! Gonna cum Daddy! Gonna cum!'
'Cum all over my cock, Babygirl. Let Daddy feel you squeezing me so tight.' He continued his pace until he felt her squeeze down hard on his cock the same time her grip got infinitely tighter. 'Oh shit! Oh shit, fuck!' She was squeezing him like a pulse, over and over again, tight but gentle and soft and perfect. It was unlike anything he could have imagined no matter how many times he jerked off, he couldn't have stopped himself if he tried. Thrusting as deeply into her as he could he filled her up as much as possible, holding her body to him so tightly and refusing to let her go, eventually collapsing with her on his chest and pulling the blanket up over the both of them. Once he had finally calmed down enough he felt her nuzzling into his neck and kissing him there.
'You have a cute little freckle here.' He could hear how sleepy she was and he pet her hair, allowing her to begin to drift off before suddenly remembering something important, turning his head to look at the dresser. 'I'm on the pill, remember? It's okay.' He relaxed as she told him that, holding her to him and lifting her against him making her groan.
'Calm down Princess, bed time.' He pulled out of her and laid her body down in his bed, cleaning her off quickly and tracing his fingers over the bruises on her thighs.
'Feels nice Daddy.'
'Good, I'm glad...Daddy always wants you covered in my marks.' He teased, cleaning himself off and sliding a pair of boxers onto them both before crawling into the bed, not passing up the chance to be able to feel her breasts pressed against his skin all night. 'Sleep Y/n, my precious girl. Daddy's here.' He wrapped them up tightly and drifted off with his dream girl exactly where he always wanted her.
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Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist
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gh0stlyfixation · 1 year
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Hi, I hope your having a good day :)
Can I please request an elijah mikaelson x reader fic where they’re married and they met in maybe the 1500’s? She’s a figure skater and when everyone was spending time together outside she was doing tricks for Hope?
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Ice
Fun fact: I was a figure skater from age 4 to 17, I still skate during my free time☺️
Paring: Elijah Mikaelson x reader but mostly Hope x Aunt!reader
Short and sweet🤍
Warnings: absolutely none.
You and Elijah lived in the countryside of Tennessee. You both wanted nothing more than a quiet life together after the ordeal in New Orleans. Married since 1510, you and Elijah have seen and done it all together. You didn’t have children and it was something you’ve both longed for but with Hope around, it made things easier, and happier.
It was Christmas, Klaus and Hope came to visit for the holidays, along with Rebekah and Kol. Hope had just turned 6 and started to show interest in her Aunts hobby, ice skating. You were a professional figure skater and a trainer for fun.
For Christmas Hope had requested nothing but a pair of skates that matched your white ones, “I wanna be like Aunt Y/N!” She exclaimed when she asked for them, so when she opened her present that morning she screamed in delight.
Now after breakfast was served, you bundled little Hope up and she tore off to the pond that was now frozen for the season. You held both your skates and followed after her. She sits on the bench and you help her learn to tie them up, “just like that, keep crossing until you can’t anymore then you tie them like a regular shoe.” You say with a smile, watching her tie her other skate up.
You hold onto her hand as she takes her first push on ice, “good job!” You say. You hold both hands as you slowly skate backward pulling her forwards with you.
She giggles, “I wanna try on my own!” She says. She’s always been independent, wanting to learn on her own with little help. So you let go and give her space. She falls quite a few times but doesn’t give up. By the 10th try, she skates halfway to you, “look!” She yells.
“I’m so proud! Look at you go!” You say clapping.
“I wanna watch you do your tricks!” She exclaims and falls again, but she stays down and looks up at you. You smile and start simple with a twirl, then a simple jump. “Do the jump-twirling thingy!” She claps in excitement. So you do it, and she’s amazed.
What you both don’t see is the siblings watching you, they are and always have been amazed by you. How you stuck through all the shit they’ve put you through. You wouldn’t change it for the world though. Your love for Elijah was too big to show, and for his family? Just the same.
For hope though? You loved her like your own, you’d die to protect her just as you would for them. Elijah smiles at the sight. One day he hopes you both could adopt, maybe soon as things are safer here in your country home.
You end your show with a triple spin in the air and Hope raises her arms in the air and claps, “Yay! I can’t wait to be just as good as you.” She says carefully getting up and Skating to you and latching on your leg for support.
“Practice and patience. You can do it!” You say.
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sterekbros · 1 year
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home by Winchesterek
Rated: G Relationship: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Eli Hale (Teen Wolf), Original Hale-Stilinski Child(ren) Tags: Full Shift Werewolves, Mates Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Married Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Full Moon, Kid Fic, Alpha Derek Hale, Omega Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski are Eli Hale's Parents, Established Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Fluff, Family Fluff, Family Feels, Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things, Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing, Derek Hale is a Softie, Parents Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
@sterekweekly explore, @sterekbingo stargazing, @warmandfluffybingocards head resting on lap, @domaystic day 24 secret language.
Stiles winced as he watched Ava, barely two months old, stumbling along the forest floor next to Elijah and Derek in her wolf form. Today they were out exploring with Ava for the first time.
She was still clumsy, her howls tinny and more yips than howls at this point, her gate floppy as she tumbled along next to Derek, and she promptly tripped him several times as he tried not to step on her. It made Stiles laugh to himself, even if he was also worried about Derek accidentally crushing her.
At five years old, Elijah was at least twice the size of his sister in his cute, fuzzy juvenile stage of shifting. He was looking more and more like Derek every day, his legs growing long and his fur turning black from his baby-brown coloring.
So Elijah, of course, darted out in front of them and ran ahead.
“Don't go too far!” Stiles called after him and Derek yipped and growled after Elijah to punctuate Stiles’ statement.
Then, Derek leaned down and picked Ava up by her scruff, which made her promptly whine and protest as she wiggled in his mouth before giving up and hanging there. Derek trotted off, chasing after Elijah as he carried Ava too.
Stiles sighed and frowned, watching them run off together. It was one of the things he hated about being human. He knew that Derek would circle back and check on him, but sometimes he wished he was a wolf, too, so he could run around with them in the forest without a care in the world.
But even if he’d get the bite from Derek, he still wouldn’t be able to shift into a wolf like he’d want to if he were a werewolf. Instead, Stiles trailed behind them, holding onto the straps of his backpack as he listened to them play ahead of him, darting through the underbrush and growling.
Eventually, they reached a clearing with a small pond, a patch of flowers, and a canopy that provided them with much-needed shade.
Stiles moved to sit under a tree, pulling out his water bottle from his bag and took a few swigs. A few minutes later, Derek came trotting into the meadow with their pups, Ava on her feet again and walking under Derek as they went to the pond and drank from it as if that was perfectly normal.
Maybe for wolf stomachs, but for humans, Stiles wouldn’t be able to process the organisms likely growing in the water. So he’d stick with his bottled water.
When they were done, Derek and the pups came over to Stiles and Derek plopped himself on the ground, panting as he rested his head in Stiles’ lap. Stiles’ hands moved into Derek’s fur as he gently pet him, his fingers scratching Derek’s skull. Stiles knew that Derek loved that in all his forms.
Elijah and Ava climbed on top of Derek, laying on him and nibbling at his ears, his toes, his tail, and anything that would cause Derek to twitch and flick his tail at them.
Derek gave a pathetic whine and Stiles chuckled, reaching out to grab Ava and plopped her into his lap next to Derek’s head. Derek nuzzled her and she settled down, closing her eyes and quickly falling asleep.
Derek growled and Elijah’s ears perked up. Elijah yipped and then laid down next to Derek, giving his father the saddest puppy dog eyes ever.
Stiles pet Ava with one hand and scratched Derek’s ears with the other, even as Elijah crawled over to him and placed his muzzle on Stiles’ leg next to Derek’s.
It was getting dark out and the weather was turning chilly as the sun set over the horizon. They’d spent the day exploring with the pups and Sitles knew he’d have to carry both Ava and Elijah back in his pack when they headed home. But that wasn't for some time yet as he turned his gaze up to the darkening sky.
The forest darkened quickly without the light pollution of the city and before Stiles could register it, he could hardly see. Thankfully, Derek could see enough for all of them with his wolf vision. Stiles glanced up at the sky where the stars and moon shined brightly.
Sometimes Stiles wondered if the stars would look different if he had wolf eyes. If he could see them better, if they would shine brighter, if he would be able to see more detail. Either way, they were still beautiful. The moon was big and bright in the sky tonight, given that it was the full moon.
He hoped one day that his kids would stay human enough for them to talk about the stars on nights like these, so they could find constellations together, and talk about planets and the moon. But tonight, he ran his hands along his wolf family as they dozed and nuzzled close, keeping him warm.
After a long while, Stiles grabbed his backpack and took a baby sling out, pulling it on and carefully slipping Ava into the baby wrap in her wolf form. He gently took Elijah and tucked him into his pack before stapping it onto his back and standing.
Derek leaned against him, rubbing against his thighs and Stiles reached down to scratch his ears.
��Let’s go home.” Stiles laughed softly as Derek closed his mouth around his hand and tugged him along, but Stiles followed anyway even though he couldn’t see. He trusted Derek to get him home and he’d follow his mate anywhere. Whether the sun was bright in the sky or the moon shone down on them.
Wherever they were, he knew that he was home.
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In the CHNT world, a strange phenomena has transpired, where people are less and less akin to a standard human with passing generations- it was relatively normal until the campers generation was born- with only a few outliers, like Jedidiah and his tail, or Sydney and his teeth- even Elijah has some fuckery going on.
The weirdest kid in camp is a very beefy girl with thick, dark fur all over her body, two ram horns and a singular cyclops eye- she stands out like a sore thumb in the sea of MOSTLY average looking children- but animal parts and mannerisms has become more prominent as time went on.
Theres also a sapient rabbit (born to two human parents)(was part of Sorens cabin : -( ) a normal girl (born as a tadpole in a pond, and found by her current family) a shape shifter (prankster) and Natsume.
Oh and theres a kid living in the sanitarium- shes the goo monster, shes playing a prank.
Absorbing these into my cells
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SCP Headcanons about Site-19
[These are kinda silly, but it’s what I need right now. In true fanfiction writer style, I got diagnosed with cancer (: We think it’s just in my thyroid which is about as good as it gets (94% survival rate if I remember correctly?) but…yeah, I’m not doing good.]
-The stairs up to the main entrance are (jokingly?) dubbed anomalous because every year, exactly one person breaks both their legs from tripping on them. Outside of that, nobody has ever gotten a even scrape on those stairs, not even the poor researcher who fell down the entire flight. For the past three years, it’s been Dr. Gerald who broke his legs. Gerald is only at Site-19 for maybe 20 days out of the year, so it’s quite impressive he can manage that. Once, he broke both his legs falling up the stairs, but his streak doesn’t stop Dr. Shaw from hosting a site-wide bet on who is gonna be the one to break their legs this year. When Dr. Gerald was asked about breaking both legs on three separate occasions, he replied “Those stairs are a blessing, isn’t it great I can only break bones once a year on them?”
-People typically live on-site. Well, at least, some people do. There’s no way Clef could convince the Foundation to let him take 173 on a date off-site, not even if they are a really cute couple. Most people live in apartments for pure convenience to the Foundation. If an SCP you’re studying does something weird, you can’t be 30 minutes away by commute. The floors are split up by languages, and although the Foundation typically discourages anything but cold and calculating, they make an exception for pride over a language/culture. They’ve found that more people learn more languages when there’s a sense of excitement around speaking multiple languages.
-The Site is surrounded by trees so the public can’t see, but right behind the apartments that personnel live in is a large pond, which gives the Foundation a water reserve in case something terrible happens. It’s mildly discouraged to do anything on/near the lake, but they also don’t really care as long as it’s on your time off. People have picnics near it, and there are hockey games every winter when the top freezes over.
-People don’t get Saturday/Sunday off, they get two randomly decided days off. It could be a Wednesday and Friday. It could be a Sunday and Monday. Personnel are only allowed to leave the Site on one of their two days off, though, in case they are needed on the other.
-Everyone on site gets a pager-esque device. It’s encrypted, of course, but it’s by far the easiest way to get in contact with someone. The lead of any research team will have their pager number written on the file, and it is taken off when research is completed. It’s usually still able to be found in cases of…ongoing problems. You can find Elijah Itkin’s pager number in SCP-049’s containment chamber. It’s a good idea to memorize the pager number of whoever is in charge of SCP-682 on a given day.
-Because these numbers are so important to be able to reach quickly, they’re not 10 digits long. They’re 4 digits long, and a lot of the times, they’re recycled when a staff member dies. This has led to the occasional murder for a specific number. Bright has 0069 on permanent reserve, much to the chagrin of many members. Clef killed the poor soul who had 6666, and Glass had to put in a recommendation to please just give him that number. Gears has 0002, which confused a lot of people since Moose isn’t 0001. In fact, all numbers are accounted for except 0001 and 0055. Don’t push your luck by messaging either.
-Site-19 has had one civilian breach the perimeter. It was a 6-year-old. The file is heavily redacted to anyone at Site-19 because it is quite honestly, a disgrace. It’s not redacted to anyone outside of Site-19, though, and those darn folks over at 120 will bring it up whenever they can.
-Not every Junior Researcher at Site-19 works directly under someone. At smaller sites, it’s a given, but at the largest site the SCP Foundation has? There are a lot of junior researchers who just do paperwork, or help out with odd projects here and there. Any Junior researcher who works as a Senior Researcher’s assistant gets the wonderful privilege of…not having to share a desk with some random stranger! You instead will most likely get the corner of the Senior Researcher’s desk as your new desk space.
-Speaking of Senior Researchers, they can request or drop anyone at any time, depending on how many assistants they’re allowed. Junior researchers…cannot do that. They have to work with a Senior researcher for at least 4 weeks before they can request to work with someone else. Even then, no guarantees. The Senior researcher can just say you’re vital to a project and now you’re waiting 4 more weeks for another chance to request a transfer. The only exception to this rule is Dr. Clef. He has a waiting list of naive newbies who requested to work with him since they’ve heard the legends, only for most of them to want to quit before the 15 minute mark.
-When a breach happens, nobody cares 80% of the time. Shaw likes to place bets on how long, to the second, containment’ll take. They’ve gotten really good in the past 40 years, and can now get it within 15 seconds of the actual time pretty accurately. The site is set up with the commute difficulty of an amusement park, and it’s actually really hard for an anomaly to get anywhere without a map (which they do not make)
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Red Hot Winter- Chapter 19
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Chapter 19- "Roll like Thunder"
"Who's Kaleb?" Asked Elena. She and Elijah had taken Davina to have lunch before the young witch continued her studies with Bonnie that day. "Bonnie tells me he's been crashing your lessons from time to time."
"I met him when I was grabbing some herbs in the city's garden. He approached me, told me he was a witch, and said only a witch would know which herbs to collect." Davina replied.
"There's more to it, isn't there?" Asked Elena.
"It seems like he knows a lot more than Bonnie sometimes as if he…" She didn't have a chance to finish. Kaleb approaches their table, taking a seat next to Davina.
"Davina, so good to see you! That must be Elena." He said. "Davina told me a lot about you like you were the older sister she never had." Elena smiled at the compliment. "And you are…?"
"Elijah Mikaeleson." Replied Elijah, extending his hand. The moment Kaleb touched his hand Elijah knew. Kaleb was his brother, Kol Mikaelson. "Elena, why don't you take Davina home? Me and Kaleb need to have a little chat." He said, letting go of Kaleb's hand and looking at Elena. The vampire nodded. Kissing him briefly, she took Davina by the hand back home, though the witch didn't know why.
"I suppose Mother put you up to this, brother." Said Elijah.
"Well, Mother did tell me to follow Davina around, she never said anything about flirting with her." Said Kol, smirking.
"Elena is going to kill you again the moment she finds out about you, and I might be joining her this time."
"Oh, but Mother will put me in another body! Honestly how many times can a Petrova doppelganger kill me anyway?"
"You get any closer to her, and I'll rip your heart out!"
"Brother, I don't intend on doing anything against Elena, or Caroline for that matter."
"Then what are you doing here?"
"According to our Mother, our Father might be coming back into our lives soon. The witches have been talking to her, and his soul's already got a footing here. It's only a matter of time before he takes back his body, but you and I both know Niklaus fears him the most, especially now since he's got a part of himself all the way across the pond."
"What does Mother want?"
"I don't care what Mother wants. I want to talk to Niklaus."
"You want to switch alliances?"
"I figured our brother could use all the help that he can get."
"I cannot promise you that you'll leave the compound alive."
"Well, I'll take those chances over siding with Mother and Finn any day."
"Why are you doing this?" When Kol didn't answer, Elijah knew. "It's Davina, you're in love with her. You know she'll protect Elena, that's why you're switching sides."
"The details don't matter. Take me to Niklaus."
Elijah stood up from the table and walked his brother back to the compound. Entering his house, they both went to Klaus's study, finding the hybrid very nervous, looking at the box he got the previous night.
"Elijah, didn't I tell you I had important plans for today, and none of them includes Davina's study buddy?" Said Klaus.
"It's very nice to see you too, brother!" Said Kol.
"Brother? What do you mean?" Asked Klaus.
"Niklaus, it appears that Finn was not the only one Mother brought back from the dead. She brought Kol back as well." Replied Elijah.The blonde puts the box inside his back pocket and walks up to his brother.
"I can hear his heartbeat, and he is not on vervain." Says Klaus, after smelling him. Deciding to compel him, Klaus continues. "Tell me your real name."
"Kol Mikaelson." Replies Kol.
"Oh bloody hell!" Exclaims Klaus, throwing his hands up in the air. "Maybe I should call Elena and tell her to finish the job she and her brother started in Mystic Falls."
"Brother, I assure you I am not here to cause any trouble." Says Kol. "I swear on my life."
Klaus looks at Elijah, still distrusting of Kol.
"It's true, brother." Confirms Elijah. "Tell him what you told me Kol."
"Mother says that our Father is coming back. He's already got a footing in our world and it's only a matter of time before he comes back here."
"Kol…" Warns Elijah.
"And she knows where you're keeping your daughter."
"Elijah, this was supposed to be a good day." Says Klaus, visibly angry. "I have a very important thing to do later, and none of this news is particularly pleasant."
"Kol wants to join us." Says Elijah. "He wants to switch sides. He is a witch now brother, and I know we've got two of the greatest witches known with us, but with Father coming back and Mother knowing what she knows, we need all the help we can get."
"Do you trust him? I'm sure your lovely Elena doesn't, since he did try to kill her brother."
"Are you two really talking about me as if I'm not here?" Asked Kol. "I know a lot of witchcraft, Niklaus. I can help you."
"Why do you want to join us?" Asked Klaus. Elijah smiled.
"Go ahead Kol, you tell him." Said Elijah.
"Mother told me to keep an eye on Davina because she was on your side, but I never expected to fall in love with her. I can't keep helping Mother and Finn and ending up hurting her, or someone she cares about. She'd never forgive me." Replied Kol.
"What do you think she'll say when she finds out you're not Kaleb?" Asked Klaus.
"She might say she never wants to see me again, but I know her better. She loves me just as much." Answered Kol.
"You're free to join us, Kol." Said Klaus. "As long as you tell her the truth. And if she doesn't want you after that… I believe Elena will take care of that." He said smiling.
Kol smiled and left the study to find Davina.
"What important thing do you have to do today, Niklaus?" Asked Elijah, as soon as Kol was out of the room.
"It doesn't concern you brother." Replied Klaus. "Now leave, please. I need to continue my preparations."
Elijah smiled as if he already knew and left his brother alone, going to find Elena.
Later that night Klaus took Caroline out. He had specifically asked her to put on a dress he got her recently: a white lace dress and the way it shimmered in the light made him fall in love with her even more. It was absolutely stunning; the skirt was light and airy with small details that brought it to life. The waistline was decorated with delicate blossom-like embroidery and lace. The sleeves were long and elegant, and the neckline was just as intricate. The dress was the perfect balance between simplicity and beauty - it was absolutely made for Caroline.
They went to a garden in the city, that somehow Klaus had made empty at that time, and he had also ordered food for them from the restaurant he had taken her to when she first arrived in the city and he had convinced her to stay.
"You look magnificent tonight my love." He said when they sat next to each other in the blanket after they had eaten.
"You don't look so bad yourself, you know." She said, smiling. "Thank you for the dress, Klaus. I loved it."
"I knew it was made for you when I saw it, you deserved it." He said, kissing her neck. "Caroline I'm sorry."
"Sorry about what?" She asked, suddenly worried.
"I promised you I'd take you to see the world once you came to me, and I haven't done that. I didn't keep my promise. Instead, I put you in the middle of a war."
"Klaus, do I seriously need to remind you we are both vampires? Well I mean you're half vampire." They both laughed. "And we have eternity to see the world. I knew you had enemies, Klaus. But that never stopped me from wanting you."
"I love you so much, Caroline." He said.
Klaus's eyes sparkled in the moonlight as he pulled Caroline closer, pressing her body against him. He ran his hands softly through her hair as he looked deep into her eyes, his heart pounding in anticipation. He finally laid his lips against her own, feeling a wave of relief as he kissed her passionately. His embrace was tender yet firm as if to show his love and admiration for the woman before him.
Caroline responded eagerly, her lips meeting his with the same urgency and passion. Their kiss was passionate yet gentle, each move highlighting their connection and understanding for one another. Klaus and Caroline stayed in each other's embrace for what seemed like an eternity, neither one of them wanting to let go of the moment.
Reluctantly, Klaus separated himself from her, hearing her whining.
"Trust me, love, there is nothing I want to do more than to kiss you but I need to do something first." He said, standing up and bringing her with him.
Taking her by hand, he led her to the garden's fountain, which was also empty of tourists, but she wasn't complaining though she knew he probably compelled the security guards to not let anyone in at this time.
He turned to her, and all she could see in his eyes was love, pure love. It was the same look he had when he talked to Hope through the phone, or when he declared his love for her over the time they were together.
"Love, I never expected to fall in love, much less when I was looking to break the course my mother had put on me. When I saw you in the run-down small-town bar, I knew you were my queen. I also knew I needed to let you come to me by yourself. I might've been the villain in a lot of people's stories my love, but I wasn't going to be the one in yours. I've shown kindness to someone who never deserved it because of you, Caroline. You make me want to do better, to be a better person, a better father to my daughter. I loved you in silence for such a long time love, and I've waited for you, however long it took. It was never about taking you, it was about loving you, giving you the love you deserve." He got down on one knee, revealing a ring. The band of the ring is a precious mix of silver and gold, creating a rich and unique tone. In the center of the band is a deep and dazzling amber stone that seemed to have a soul of its own, meant to symbolize the love between the two of them. The amber stones' warm, honey-colored tones were mesmerizing and completely captivated Caroline. Inside the ring it was written "ᛗᛁ ᛚᛟᚢᛖ. ᚲᛚᚨᚢᛊ" which meant "My love. Klaus"
"Caroline Forbes, would you give me the extraordinary honor to marry me?" He asked, looking deep into her eyes, which were filled with tears.
"Yes!" She exclaimed, smiling. "Yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!" Klaus smiled, and he slipped the ring on her hand. It looked perfect.
He got up and held her, taking a spin with her in his arms, hearing her laugh. He always wanted to hear this sound.
"I love you so much, Caroline." He said, holding her face.
"I love you too, Niklaus Mikaelson." She said. "Always and Forever."
His heart was about to burst out of his chest with the happiness he felt at the moment the words left her mouth.
Without a word, Klaus pulled Caroline close and sealed their vows with a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her passionately. She felt so overwhelmed with emotion as this moment felt so surreal. They had gone through so much, and standing there amid all their love, she couldn't help but feel more than grateful. It was an intense, magical moment that left them both in tears, but these were tears of joy and excitement that symbolized a new beginning for them both. Now, they were ready to start a new life together and leave the past behind. As they stepped away from their kiss, Caroline looked up into Klaus' eyes with joy and love that he had never seen before. They were ready to embark on a new adventure, and the future looked brighter than ever, even though a thunderstorm was closing in.
They got back to the compound a few hours later, where Klaus listened attentively to Caroline's plans for their wedding, telling him she wanted to get married in Mystic Falls to which he agreed. He would do anything for her.
They agreed to break the news to everyone the next day, since everyone seemed to be asleep already, and Caroline wanted to tell her friends at the same time.
As they were getting ready to go to bed, Klaus realized something was bothering her.
"What is it, my love?" He asked, bringing her closer to him.
"There is something you should know Klaus." She said.
"You can tell me, my love, we're gonna be married." He said, smiling, managing to make her smile too, but it quickly faded.
"When Stefan got back to Mystic Falls, Damon came back too and I was jealous of Elena being with Stefan so I decided to try my luck with Damon." Klaus didn't interrupt her, he knew there was more. "Damon, he… He would drink from me and he would… he sexually assaulted me Klaus, and he compelled me to forget. It wasn't until I was turned that I remembered."
Klaus held her close to him, with his arms on her waist. She held him back and clutched to him with all her strength and might.
"I'm so sorry you went through that, my love." He said. "I could never do that to you, and I never did that to anyone before. I could never take what wasn't mine. I'm so sick that people like this exist. I promise you, Caroline, that I'll never let you go through something like that. Never, I would rather die."
He lay down and let her cry for the version of her that was attacked years prior, and kissed her tears away. At the same time, he knew what he had to do as soon as he arrived back in Mystic Falls.
Find Damon Salvatore, and make him pay for what he had done to Klaus Mikaelson's Queen.
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-Miscellaneous Masterslist-
(part 2, cause I can't add anymore links to part 1)
Moodboards
Caregiver!Indiana Jones StimBoard (Indiana Jones)
Caregiver!Commander Mills StimBoard (65)
Caregiver!Elmont (Jack The Giant Slayer)
Caregiver!Ahkmenrak (Night at the museum)
Caregiver!Jedediah & Octavius (Night at the museum)
Caregiver!Holly (Red Dwarf)
Caregiver!Larry Daley StimBoard (Night at the museum)
Caregiver!Klaus Mikaelson (The Vampire Diaries)
Caregiver!Elijah Mikaelson (The Vampire Diaries)
Cozy Christmas Moodboard
Twin Stars StimBoard (Sanrio)
Five Nights At Freddy's StimBoard
Caregiver!Noob Saibot (Mortal Kombat)
Valentine's Day Moodboard
Personal Regression Moodboard
Regressor!Nimona (Nimona)
Caregiver!Five Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)
Caregiver!Larry Daley (Night At The Museum)
Regressor!Bilbo Baggins (The Hobbit)
Caregiver!Five Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)
Caregiver!Nicky Harper (Nicky, Ricky, Dicky and Dawn)
Ballet Moodboard
Nostalgia Moodboard
Mermaid StimBoard
Applejack Moodboard (My Little Pony)
Soft Moodboard
Twilight Sparkle Moodboard (My Little Pony)
Rainbow Dash Moodboard (My Little Pony)
2000's Punk Aesthetic Moodboard
Personal Roadtrip Moodboard
Stuffie Moodboard (Roxie - Individuals Stuffie)
Stuffie Moodboard (Yellow Bunny - Individuals Stuffie)
Fluttershy Moodboard (My Little Pony)
Rarity Moodboard (My Little Pony)
Pinkie Pie Moodboard (My Little Pony)
Fanfics/Stories
Headcannons
Caregiver!Rosa Diaz Headcannons (Brooklyn 99)
Playlists
Art
DNI Banners
Dinosaurs
Jedediah, Ahkmenrak, Octavius, Larry (Night at the museum)
Hiccup Haddock (How to train your dragon)
Havik & Reiko (Mortal Kombat 1)
Mike Schmidt (Five Nights At Freddy's)
Foxy (Five Nights At Freddy's)
Kabal (Mortal Kombat 11)
11th Doctor, Amy & Rory Pond (Doctor Who)
JJ Maybank (Outer Banks)
Paci Icons
Midas (Fortnite)
Dave Lister (Red Dwarf)
Syzoth (Mortal Kombat 1)
Michelangelo (TMNT 2012)
James Conrad (Kong Skull Island)
Five Hargreaves (The Umbrella Academy)
Carmen Berzatto (The Bear)
Mileena (Mortal Kombat 1 & 11)
Cinnamoroll & Pompompurin (Sanrio)
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Go and read my crossover fic!!
𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 (420 words) by sweetdarl1ng Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV), Doctor Who (2005) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Damon Salvatore/Original Female Character(s), The Doctor (Doctor Who)/Original Female Character(s), Jack Harkness/Ianto Jones/Original Female Character(s), Caroline Forbes/Original Female Character Characters: Caroline Forbes, Bonnie Bennett, Elena Gilbert, Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore, Jeremy Gilbert, Kol Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Klaus Mikaelson, Elijah Mikaelson, Finn Mikaelson, Freya Mikaelson, Jenna Sommers, Alaric Saltzman, Katherine Pierce, The Doctor, Rose Tyler, Jackie Tyler, Jack Harkness, Ianto Jones, Gwen Cooper, Rhys Willilams, John Hart, Toshiko Sato, Owen Harper, Amy Pond, Rory Williams, River Song, Martha Jones, Donna Noble, Vincent van Gogh, Marcel Gerard, Tristan de Martel, Lucien Castle, Aurora de Martel Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Heavy Angst, Elena Gilbert Bashing, Protective Caroline Forbes, Protective Damon Salvatore, Bonnie Bennett Deserves Better, BAMF Kol Mikaelson, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Humor, Past Abuse, Dark Past, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, The Strix, Damon Salvatore being Damon Salvatore, BAMF Damon Salvatore, BAMF Caroline Forbes, Katherine Pierce Bashing, Human Katherine Pierce Summary:
A story in which a centuries old vampire rediscovers herself after years of hiding and sheltering herself from intimacy of any kind.
Thalia was exactly like a scared and cornered animal; anytime she felt she was in danger she would lash out, doing the only thing she knew to do in order to protect herself. It was the Doctor who helped her realize not everyone was out to hurt her like many had done so in the past. He taught her how to trust and love again, but will he be the person Thalia decides to fall in love with, or is there someone else?
What happens when the Doctor decides to take a vampire as one of his companions? A careless, humanity-off vampire nonetheless? Will he succeed at getting her to turn it on again or is it a pointless feat?
[begins in season 1 of doctor who]
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𓂃 ࣪ ˖ 𐦍 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄
hey! i'm gillian, i'm 22-years-old from america. i'm a pieces sun, cancer moon, libra rising; ravenclaw; infj. I sing and play guitar, bass, and drums. i love to draw, write, and read way too many books. i'm on the spectrum.
personality: very very sarcastic, empathetic, lots of verbal stims (whomp whomp), patient, feisty, short (it's a personality trait at this point), understanding.
𓂃 ࣪ ˖ 𐦍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒
tv shows:
charmed, supernatural, vampire diaries universe, teen wolf, parks and recreation, m*a*s*h, game of thrones, buffy the vampire slayer, psych, new girl, gilmore girls, doctor who, umbrella academy, ted lasso
books:
acotar, throne of glass, lunar chronicles, keeper of the lost cities, percy jackson, harry potter, anything by courtney summers or agatha christie
movies:
any marvel movies, star wars, star trek, scream franchise, conjuring franchise, practical magic, when harry met sally, little women, twilight (lol)
characters:
kate bishop(!!!), aelin ashryver galathynius, bucky barnes, loki, peter parker, yelena belova, phoebe halliwell, castiel (!!), caroline forbes, kai parker, elijah mikaelson, kol mikaelson, lydia martin, isaac lahey (!!), ben wyatt, hawkeye pierce, arya stark, buffy summers, cordelia chase, juliet o'hara, rory gilmore, clara oswald, amy pond, klaus hargreeves
musicians:
alanis morisette, taylor swift, olivia rodrigo, pearl jam, alice in chains, beach bunny, chloe moriondo, beabadoobee, the cranberries, fleetwood mac/stevie nicks, no doubt, paramore, the regrettes, 5sos, mxmtoon, phoebe bridgers/boygenius, garbage, silk sonic (bruno mars/anderson .paak), lizzy mcalpine, gracie abrams, new order, king sheim, prismia, sabrina carpenter, chappell roan
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r0semultiverse · 1 year
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The Lady of The Lake
Had this recurring dream again where I was a part of a ghost hunter style cryptid find show. One of my old friends Elijah was in it. We needed film ideas. It was a chill thing. The main guy would ask us what ideas we had. Leader guy says what if we could make anything what would we make. Black hair girl says a coffee machine. Blonde hair girl says a fishing rod with fishing line and all.
These meetings always take place in my parents’ back yard for whatever reason. The leader guy is the producer just for the record.
Anyway Elijah says “depends on for what.” Then he says jokingly “what are you a cop?” Producer guy chuckles and says no it’s not that kind of show. Then asks me what I would make. I say it depends on the context of who I’m making something for. “You guys gotta be able to come up with something on the spot, it’ll help,” the producer states. Then we notice that Elijah is outside the fence now starring at what appears to be a pond nearby. We all walk over and ask him hey what’s up what’s going on and try to check on him. He says “you guys see her right?” The producer has a grim look on his face and says sternly & loudly “that’s the lady of the lake, look away!!” He also takes out his camera, starting to film. “Whenever you spot the lady of the lake you need to look away immediately and imagine to yourself scenarios where she is killed, dead, ripped in half, anything and say them loud and proud as factual”, he says. “If you do not do this, she will keep getting closer whenever you look for her even if it’s just to find out if she’s getting closer and she’ll take you unless you declare her death as factual,” he also states.
Some of us start looking for her but I look away at first from the pond because I don’t want to aggro the lady of the lake onto me. It’s like SCP Shy Guy Rules but you can turn off her chase state by declaring her death out loud & proud. When you blink or look away after making eye contact it teleports closer to you every time until it’s completely upon you. Elijah in a panic says “the lady of the lake was eaten by bears?” He sounds even more scared now and squeaks up “guys, she’s gotten closer!!!” Producer tells him to remember to say her death loudly and proudly. I’m still looking away out of fear so I can’t say for sure what was happening but I hear Elijah take a deep breath in and tell “the lady of the lake was mauled to death by bears this afternoon and tragically died due to bleeding out!!” Elijah has sighed and said he couldn’t see her anymore and had returned back to the group to hang out with me. I never did see what she looked like, but when I asked Elijah he was too afraid to describe her out of fear that it would aggro her once more onto him.
We have a lunch break and one of my old friends Izzy was like yo Rose I bet you can’t lift me up! I said “okay bet!” I lifted her up bridal style and she kissed my cheek and I kissed hers and we laughed it off. Izzy lifts me up with ease and laughs saying something about me being light on my feet. ‘Twas all fun and games today since we almost had one of our group attacked by a cryptid apparently. My partner Jun was there for some reason now and said “hey Rose do me next!” Much to my surprise they pulled me into a full on kiss and it was very enjoyable.
Some time later amidst this yard party I guess we were having, I hear some strange bird noises and the blonde girl and black hair are asking if the producer also hears some weird bird sounds. All 3 of them look up to my neighbors roof and suddenly are stricken with fear across their faces. The producer tells me not to look up knowing I’m curious almost to a fault. I glance up slightly and just see a black raggedy robe, cloth, or dress flapping in the wind and I pause my vision there, not daring to look up a single centimeter further. “That’s her”, the producer yells and tells me to record. I take out my camera and do as instructed, tilting the camera towards the roof, but not daring to look.
The next few moments happen very quickly. The producer and the 2 girls start floating upwards towards the roof, holding their necks as if they’re being force choked by Darth Vader or something. “This must be the part where she’s close enough to get you”, I think to myself. I have to do something! Having not not completely locked eyes on her myself yet, I latch onto the side of my neighbors house and start climbing the rain water filters, which surprisingly didn’t budge under my weight. I hear a screech and look quickly towards the pond from earlier, not daring to make eye contact with this creature, assuming it even has eyes. I keep climbing and use the windows to pull myself up onto the roof. The roof rather than being hard to walk on was somewhat hollowed out like a big nest for a bird. The producer and the 2 girls were on the ground struggling for breath and I glanced up.
What I will describe to you next is potentially very off putting if you have a fear of being watched or looked at especially from afar. You know how in low quality photos or just poor brightness settings, there’s sometimes blurry people in the background just minding their business or doing their own thing? Or shadowed background people in a manga panel so far away that you can’t make out any features? Take that shadowy background figure and imagine it looking directly at you, intentionally in that random fun vacation photo or outdoors shoot you were doing. That figure isn’t minding its business, it’s locking eyes with you. It knows you’re watching and it’s watching back and it doesn’t take fondly to you having made eye contact. Descriptions aside I feel my heart sink into my chest as if I’m on a drop on the roller coaster. I was starring into this thing’s face, the lady of the lake, if you could even call what she has a face. It was just all shadowed, but I could feel myself losing breath and being unable to breath.
I quickly start running over through her makeshift nest towards the cryptid, my time is short now so I have nothing to lose at this point. As I make my way over I declare loudly that the lady of the lake was ran over by a semi-truck, shot outside a club, mauled by a grizzly bear, and beaten to death this evening as I maintain eye contact the entire time, coming closer to her. The creature screams out in agony and I hear my colleagues gasp for air, finally being free of her effect on them. “The lady of the lake was beaten to death this evening by yours truly,” I declare as I grab at the shadow and swing a punch towards their face. The hit lands but almost kind of goes right through at the same time. The shadow and cloth start to collapse as I attempt more physical attacks upon it. Whose to say if I was out of breath at that point or not, but I kept going until this thing was just a lump in a black cloth. I proceed to stomp it out, declaring the lady of the lake dying in as many scenarios as I can think of. I was working off of pure adrenaline at this point. The cloth eventually just dissipates into thin air, fading as if made of ashes. The Lady of the Lake was gone for good or at least for now, hard to say for sure. We only knew about avoiding eye contact and declaring her death out loud & matter of factly. We all carefully climb back together and someone goes to get a ladder. We were safe this time and got a tiny bit of footage out of the whole thing.
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polbedy · 3 months
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slavic/russian demonology! pt.2
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(the second pic is from nice soviet cartoon Летучий корабль which based on russian folk tale)
водяной (vodyanoy) is a host and a protector of any places that have water (lakes, rivers, streams, wells and swamps*). mostly he lures people into the water and drowns them (especially drunk ones, women and kids) but sometimes just scares them. in Polish and West Ukrainian mythology drowned people become vodyanoy. also some people say that vodyanoy marries drowned women💧
millers of water mills can enter into a contract with vodyanoy. they sell their souls to vodyanoy, and also this contract involves a human sacrifice so millers push people into the water. also they sacrifice some animals (kittens, puppies, black dogs etc). just a horror😶‍🌫️
also a contract with vodyanoy could be entered by beekeepers since beehives usually were near the water (it's prohibited now). beekeepers sacrificed to vodyanoy a little honey and threw a young swarm of bees into the water 🐝
and of course fishermen have to be friends with vodyanoy and highly respect him!
how to protect yourself from vodyanoy?
1. don't swim at "wrong" time: at the midday, at the midnight and during some holidays (Elijah's Day on August 2 for example)
2. don't swim if you are drunk!! it's not only because of vodyanoy actually
that's all! thanks for reading!🩷
previous posts:
0. introduction
1. leshy
/i learn English so don't hesitate to correct my mistakes:)/
*what's the word for all these things? water bodies? reservoirs? ponds?
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