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someonetooksendnoodles · 11 months

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i’m such a whore for jaw-dropping, heavily stylized, thematically laden, full of heart animation. will forever be impressed at the stories that are coming from non-disney studios having their moment to shine.

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scrapnick · 3 months

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🇺🇸 Good morning USA 🇺🇸

#American dad #stan smith #Francine smith #roger smith #Steve smith #klaus heisler #my Twitter feed has been nothing but American dad clips all February so here we are

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fandoms--fluff · 10 months

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Y/n (Hope's mom) to young hope: Mommy's going to drop kick anyone that touches you

Klaus: And Daddy's going to bail Mommy out of jail

#klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x female reader #klaus mikealson x reader #hope mikaelson #young hope mikaelson #dad klaus #mom reader #hope mikaelson x mom reader #tvd incorrect qoutes #tvd incorrect quotes #the originals incorrect quotes #theoriginals #thevampirediaries #incorrect qoutes

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el121a · 6 months

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Being Elijah's Wife would include

Your flirtatious and magnetic confidence lingered in the memories of those you met, making you a topic of conversation long after the event had ended.

1 word to describe you would be genuine.

Elijah would never tell you, but even though it was too dangerous for a human to accompany him, he believed you made him look better and enjoyed having you around.

You are Elijah's pride.

Being Marcel's friend, you navigated the supernatural world with grace and charm.

Even when you're mad at Elijah, you can't help but believe in him. "Elijah has re-constructed diplomacy to bitchy insults and it still works, so… Yeah, I think he’s got this."

You may have not been a vampire, but you knew how to take care of one.

You were warm and approachable but commanding, a perfect balance that captivated those around you.

You and Elijah would work out together, finding entertainment in witnessing what a vampire could do.

Being the closest to Kol and Davina, you bridged the gap between the Mikaelsons and their extended family.

Being a mother figure to Kol, and of course Davina now that they're married.

You're just as much of a fashionista as he is, You wore only the finest. Picky is an understatement . No zippers,glitter, or anything that looked cheap to you.

Elijah was possessive of you since you were his greatest treasure.

Having children with Elijah after a thousand years of not being able to reproduce was a blessing and a testament to your unique bond.

You didn't care to insult anyone like your husband did, but your sharp wit was a force to be reckoned with.

Elijah is a sex god in your eyes- or anyone's of reason, and you're not shy about expressing it to his praise kink.

Elijah is busy, but you take on some of his responsibilities willingly, understanding the weight of his duties.

At first, he was afraid to ask for sex, but that notion quickly faded as he realized your desires matched his.

Elijah always buys you flowers on your monthly dates, a tradition that never fails to make you feel cherished.

He married the most gorgeous person in the world — you! And he tells you it's his biggest feat, a sentiment that never fails to bring a smile to your face.

You and Elijah share great laughs, finding joy in the simplicity of each other's company.

You teased him for losing his Viking demeanor to a suit during sex, and he's gotten less snobby trying to prove himself to you. Everyone has noticed, but no one will ever know why.

You both walk around the quarter at night, immersing yourselves in the timeless charm of New Orleans.

He's comfortable being a vampire around you.

You both read and write together, creating a world where words are your shared language.

After your showers, he braids your hair into Viking braids for the night or the rest of the day, a small intimate ritual.

And you braid his, a gesture that signifies the intertwining of your lives.

You guys cook together. Taking your time and talking about your day or upcoming day with him. The most relaxing part of your day as his Wife.

You knew him since you were a teen, so you feel like you know him in and out.

He's mostly submissive, except in bed. He tries to be, but he just can't keep his hands off you.

You didn't drink vervain because you felt that to be an insult to your husband, trusting him completely. You were an amazingly powerful sorcerer though.

Elijah fell inlove with you becasue of your love of Ideas, always having critiques, theories and your philosophical rants encouraging him to talk. How you listened to him like no other.

You created another type of magic for vampires in your studies of the supernatural because the human sacrifices weren't cutting it for you — pun intended.

When you first came back into his life, he was scared to love you because you were all he owned. Nothing Klaus had. By loving you, you taught him how to love himself. Congrats to you.

He has a secret breeding kink, One that you take advantage of. Along with his sir, Mr, and teaching kink. Nothing too wild, He's more of a romantic.

He grew a stubble for you when you told him you thought it made him look more like a DILF, embracing his role of a father.

Elijah doesn't want you on the tip of your toes to kiss him, so he lifts you effortlessly, creating a height equality you both relish.

He's your best friend, and he can say the same about you — a companionship that transcends time and immortality.

#kinda used my oc for help #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvdu #elijah mikaelson #tvd #elijah mikaelson headcanons #dad elijah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson imagine #elijah mikealson x reader #elijah mikaelson datenight #elijah mikaelson one shot #vampire #fluff #x reader #klaus mikaelson #klelijah

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vladede · 3 months

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hooray america people

#american dad #american dad!#jeff fischer #hayley smith #klaus heisler #roger smith #steve smith #francine smith #stan smith

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c0ffeeb1ack · 2 years

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#the umbrella academy #tua #tua memes #klaus hargreeves #reginald hargreeves #tua s3 #s3 spoilers #what an awful dad!!!!

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gammija · 3 months

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Gwen is gonna get what she wanted and be forced to learn very quickly about all the weird and horrible stuff at the foundation of the OIAR and either lose her mind or take to it like a duck to water, and i cant wait to see which one its gonna be

#who's her source?#im gonna say. her dad. no real reason #could also be Klaus #but itd be fun to hear an Elias without an Edwardian immortal piloting him #tmagp #tmagp s1 #tmagp spoilers #tmagp theory #ish #the magnus protocol #magp07 #magp007 #gwendolyn bouchard #gwendolyn

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saintsir4n · 3 months

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HAIR

in which klaus is taught how to braid his son’s hair.

PAIRINGS: 21st century klaus and adrienne mikaelson. (malachai is around 2 years old)

WARNINGS: FLUFF

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“It’s different to how you were taught handsome. I know you used to braid your hair and Rebekah’s when you were kids but our son’s hair texture is different.” Adrienne paused as she sat up in their bed. “It’s a mixture of both yours and mine and that just means you need to be more gentle with it because the curls are thicker and tighter but can be loose in other places.”

Klaus just listened, knowing that was best… for now.

“And the oils for his scalp will work wonders.”

“He’s always itching his scalp,” he murmured, recalling the times his son was in discomfort.

“Our scalps dry out quickly. But I tend to wash his hair more often because of his hair type.”

Klaus’ eyes raked over the many products sitting on their bed. Sure he noticed how much his wife would go through back when they started dating, then when they got married and even more so when she was pregnant with Malachi. He was invested in the time she spent doing her hair and often asked questions, sometimes the wrong ones, but she never grew angry… mildly irritated yes, but not angry.

He saw how long it took for her to gather her kinks into buns or part them into cornrows or twists. Pregnancy had made her hair even thicker and he loved it, and only was allowed to touch when she gave permission. When his hair grew out, she often recommended products that would help define or strengthen his locks which he deeply appreciated.

But there were times that Klaus watched Malachai sit in front of his wife, toy in one hand and snack in the other whilst his hair was parted and put into cornrows, Klaus was slightly envious. He couldn’t help it, it was who he was. Their child only verbally communicated if he was comfortable and Klaus realised that whenever Adrienne did Malachai’s hair, he spoke the most, babbling away in his soft southern accent about his day. Which was adorable as Malachai was only two years old, but Klaus had enough and decided to ask his wife for some tips.

When raising Marcel, he always kept his hair short as a prevention, it felt wrong yet it was the norm. Even now Marcel rarely allowed his hair to grow out and everyone knew him for it.

“You ready?” Adrienne’s voice broke him from his thoughts.

Klaus slowly nodded as their toddler shuffled into the room, with his box of snacks — a mixture of healthy and unhealthy of course, but somehow he would always sneak chocolate into his vast room.

“Mama,” his cyan eyes settled on his mother first, making her smile as he was pulled up onto their bed and found his place around the dozens of products. “Hi dada,” he waved at his father who gently smiled at him.

They were all wearing loungewear, Adrienne sported one of her husbands Henley’s, as did he, but she wore nothing but shorts underneath whilst he wore jogging bottoms purely for her satisfaction. Malachai was in his pyjamas and had been all day, only changing into another pair after his morning bath. His socks were off and thick curls down to his tiny shoulders.

Klaus pulled his son onto his lap, and pressed a kiss to his head that would instantly gain a squeals in response.

Malachai didn’t focus on anything else that was happening now his mother gave him a toy to play with.

“Make sure he stays distracted,” Adrienne advised and passed him a bottle full of water.

Klaus hummed, heart hammering in his chest not wanting to distract his son as soft music began playing in the background. Adrienne had told him to gently spray water in his hair and he did, the action didn’t halt their son in any way, although his face scrunched up at the feeling.

The toddler remained quiet, not like he would say much.

“Now the comb…” Klaus listened to his wife as he followed her guidance.

He winced whenever he tugged too hard or heard his son whine. He knew he wasn’t hurting but to him it felt like he was.

“And hairbands, just keep them on your wrist.”

“You have an endless supply or so it seems,” Klaus remarked, as he gathered one side of Malachai’s hair up so it wouldn’t flip on the other.

“And so will you,” Adrienne snorted. “Now detangle,” she saw the apprehension in his eyes as he did. “You’re not hurting him.”

Klaus said nothing in return and just nodded as he combed out any knots in his hair. There was slight shedding but it was expected.

Each time Malachai would groan he would stop but Adrienne would distract the toddler, dazzling him with magic or just plain words.

A tender smile tugged at Klaus’ lips when his wife spoke, captivating both Mikaelson males even whilst he attempted to plait his son’s hair. His hands had to be gentle yet firm.

His heart beat grew tame as he got the hang of it, the cornrows were looser than he wanted but Malachai didn’t fuss as he continued.

Adrienne reassured him with another nod.

“And now the other side…” Klaus let out a sharp breath when he realised he was almost done.

Spray, part, detangle, oil scalp, braid… his mind was stuck on a loop, and he was grateful for it. He was grateful for Adrienne’s words and his son’s unexpected patience.

Mikaelsons had none and everyone knew it.

“Daddy’s almost finished,” Adrienne cood, “did you want to watch ms Rachel before bed Mally?”

“Not that aggravating woman,” Klaus grumbled.

“Nik. It helps with his speech.”

“He has selective mutism. That woman would more likely regress his bloody speech.”

“Niklaus —“

“ — done?” Malachai croaked out, looking up at his father who plastered on a grin when he stared at his work.

It could’ve been better, Klaus thought to himself but he nodded.

“I’m done little Fenrir,” he voiced.

“T-thank me,” Malachai beamed, scrambling his words up, making his parents laugh.

“It’s you, Mally,” Adrienne corrected but he didn’t understand.

“Thank me,” Malacahi repeated and bounced off the bed and skipped over to his box of toys.

“Malachai, no running,” Klaus’ words fell on deaf ears because their son did the exact opposite. “Authority doesn’t register with him.”

“Because you spoil him,” Adrienne claimed.

Klaus softly scoffed, “It’s the Lumiére genes, he doesn’t listen.”

“Fuck you,” Adrienne muttered, aware of how their son would listen at the worst times.

“I’d very much let you,” Klaus sent her a wink, as Malachai’s eyes darted over his toys, thinking of which one he would play with next.

“Mikaelsons are spoilt. Look at you.”

“What?”

“We’re getting distracted,” Adrienne sighed, waving off the argument and grabbing ahold of his hand, “you did his hair.”

Klaus’ face lit up, “I did his hair.”

“Now, only 16 more years to go,” she laughed at his deadpanned look, “And Nik…” she leaned closer, lips trailing his ear, “Good Job.”

His smile grew once more as he pulled his wife into his hold, careful of the hair products surrounding them. Adrienne’s praise meant the world to him, as did his son’s happiness.

The very son who was none the wiser as his parents beamed at him playing.

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this just reminded me that wash day is coming up soon and I cannot be asked. I got inspiration from a mum on tiktok who was doing her son’s hair and thought about how klaus would help malachai with his.

#wattpad #fanfic #black reader #black girl #adriennelumiere #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x black reader #witch #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #black hair #black girl magic #klaus mikaelson x black!reader #klaus mikaelson fanfiction #a dark twisted fantasy #fluff #klaus mikaelson being a dad #adrienne mikaelson #hair

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yes-17-15 · 2 months

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Yooo happy autism awareness month to me, my dad, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Jonathan Byers, Eddie Munson, Jane Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Joyce Byers, Murray Bauman, Jim Hopper, Robin Buckley, Eddie Kaspbrak, Richie Tozier, Evelyn Katz, Ziggy Katz, Fraser Wilson, Stanley Barber, Viktor Hargreeves, Five Hargreeves, Diego Hargreeves, Klaus Hargreeves, Luther Hargreeves, and every other autistic person!!!

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cadenreigns · 10 months

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Dee Bradley Baker piece for an upcoming con

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allisoooon · 1 year

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Same look.

#tua #the umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #reginald hargreeves #seeing dad looking almost like he has a heart #and waiting for the bait and switch

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scrapnick · 3 months

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What I apparently fucking look like according to my man of 13 years…..

#he looks like human klaus so the joke is truly honestly on him #scraps.png #American dad

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fandoms--fluff · 11 months

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Hey, I really liked the one you did with Hope and her sister wanted to know if you could do one where Hayley and Klaus are not dead and are with their two daughters. One day they are in the living room with Hope and y/n until Hope yells at her parents and they turn and are surprised when y/n stand up and start walking towards them

Quieting The Argument

Baby female Mikaelson reader x Hope Mikaelson (plus Klaus + Hayley)

Warnings: nothin, just tooth rotting fluff

A/n: Hope you like it <3 this was fun and cute to write!

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The four of you are sitting in the living room, Klaus and Hayley on the couch, while Hope and you are sitting on the floor on top of a blanket. You two have the Fisher Price stacking rings between you guys. The teenager drops the first one down the pole, making you giggle before grabbing the orange one and plopping it right on top of the red one she put on.

Your parents are squabbling about how Klaus had let Hope have a shot of brandy last night without her knowledge, just finding out about it when Klaus accidentally mentioned it, not noticing Hayley was in the other room.

Once all the rings are stacked up, you maneuver yourself so you're on your hands and knees. You crawl over to your big sister. She lifts you up under your armpits and kisses your forehead before settling you down in her lap, making you giggle.

Hope reaches to the side and grabs a wooden horse that your guys' dad recarved for her when she was a baby and now it's yours to play with. She wraps one of her arms around your back to make sure you don't fall backward, and holds the wooden horse with her other hand in front of you,

You giggle, reaching up for it. You guys start playing the 'up and down' game with the toy, where Hope has hold of the toy and move it up or down so you can't get it before she finally hands it to you.

Having the horse in your possession now, you start squirming to be let off her lap. Picking it up right away, Hope lifts you off your lap and places you down onto the soft blanket.

With one hand still clutched to the toy, your other one goes to Hope's knee before leaning your body against her. Slowly but surely, you get enough momentum to get yourself up all the way while still holding onto the horse and leaning on her leg for balance.

You turn, facing where your mama and dada are sitting on the couch four feet away. Wanting to get over to them, you slowly put one of your feet in front of the other and push off of Hope's leg.

Hope realizes straight away what you're doing and looks over to the adults as well.

"Dad, Mom, look!" She yells at them excitedly, effectively stopping their disagreement.

Turning around they both look like their about to say something before their gaze travels down to where you're almost right in front of Klaus, a couple more steps away.

They both pause, eyes widening in the realization of what's happening at the moment.

You quickly take the last steps before latching onto your dada's left leg, stabilizing yourself again.

He lifts you up onto his lap right away, "Good job my little love" Klaus kisses the top of your head.

"Dada!" You exclaim, lifting up your tiny hand with the wooden horse. "Yeah, dada" Klaus mumbles and kisses your forehead before taking the wooden horse and running it up and down your arms.

The tickling feeling from the horse makes you shiver and giggle, before getting the horse back from the original hybrid.

"How is it that you both decided to take your first steps when were in disagreements" Hayley realizes, pulling you into her arms and cuddling you. You squeal happily before nuzzling into your Mama's chest.

"Well this is one way to stop your guys from fighting, note to self" Hope smirks, making you burst into a fit of giggles. Your parents look from Hope to you in disbelief at how quick you were to basically 'agree' with the teen on the subject.

"Hey don't look at me, if uncle Kol was here, he would say the same thing" She raises her arms up in mock surrender with a lincoln log in her right hand that she picked up from the ground and twirled it with her fingers once you were in Klaus' arms and she didn't have to worry about you tripping onto the ground.

#hope mikaelson #hope mikaelson x sister reader #mikaelson reader #hope mikaelson x baby sister reader #klaus mikaelson #hayley marshall #dad klaus #mom hayley #cute #fluff #imagines #comfort #thevampirediaries #theoriginals #kol mikaelson

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tobylovesick · 5 days

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