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nmikaelsonimagines · 2 hours ago
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Straight Lines: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine
Request from Anon: Could you do one where the reader and Klaus have an argument because he killed her best friend and he justifies himself by saying “she was a threat to Hope” could you make hope the reader and Klaus’s daughter? But if you accept the readers best friend was as powerful as qetesyia
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x
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You knew that for Klaus, protecting Hope was a straight line. It was an easy path to follow, going in one direction, clear of obstacles. If an obstacle made itself known, Klaus would push past it, destroying it, watching it crumble into nothingness.
No matter the consequences.
For the most part, you agreed with him. Hope Mikaelson was your step-daughter, and you would have sacrificed your own life if it meant keeping her safe. The goal was to protect her from all threats that  presented themselves. Sometimes, you and Klaus got ahead of the game, drawing that straight line to her safety before it even had the chance to curve.
Sometimes.
A witch who had used to be your best friend had shown up in New Orleans, completely out of the blue. You hadn’t seen her for a long time, and your life had changed significantly since you had parted ways. You had fallen in love with Niklaus Mikaelson, become a sort-of parent, and life had moved on.
You remembered telling Klaus about her, about her immense power, in bed the night she had cornered you in Rousseau’s, remembered how a look of doubt had crossed his face as you mentioned that she had been particularly interested in the power of Hope Mikaelson. That should have been the first red flag.
If you had paid attention to that, then maybe Klaus wouldn’t have killed her.
You weren’t upset. You were fuming.
Klaus wasn’t home yet, and as you poured yourself another glass of Bourbon, the vision of your friend’s body swam through your mind. You had been on your way to meet her for lunch, the two of you having been on the way to rekindling your friendship. You couldn’t deny that there was part of you that questioned her reasons for coming to New Orleans, but paranoia was a part of being a Mikaelson – because that was what you were at heart – and you had tried to shrug it off.
Judging by her discarded body in the alley, her heart torn from her chest, Klaus hadn’t been able to.
Footsteps in the courtyard alerted you to his presence, and you thanked whatever was watching over you that Hope was out with her aunt Freya. This wasn’t going to be the most pleasant of exchanges you and Klaus had ever shared, and according to the stern look on his face he knew it.
“Go on. Say it.”
“You killed her.” You couldn’t believe the nonchalance with which he was talking to you. He had killed someone who had meant something to you once upon a time, and you resisted the urge to call him a hypocrite. He hadn’t killed Aurora de Martel, after all.
“She was a threat to Hope.”
“We don’t know that.” But you did, a voice in the back of your head telling you why else would a woman who had never shown an interest in children have shown such a thing in Hope. You took another swig of Bourbon, feeling your anger getting the better of you and needing to push it down. “That’s not even the point.”
You looked at Klaus, really looked at him this time, and could see his own fury beginning to build. When it came to Hope, protecting her went above all, even if it meant hurting you. You adored the fact that he loved his daughter, loved her almost as much, but sometimes, it meant that Klaus lost all logical thought, embracing tunnel vision and ignoring his peripheral.
“Then what is the point, Y/N?”
“The point is that you killed my friend. That you didn’t even give her a chance, that you didn’t trust me to handle things if they went wrong.” You sighed, wiping a hand over your face in exasperation. “You didn’t trust me, Nik.”
Klaus’s expression softened as he took a few steps towards you. You tried to shrug him off as he put his hand on your arm affectionately, but didn’t really have the energy, staring at him as he held you. “I do trust you, Y/N. But, your friend, she was –”
“A threat to Hope, you’ve already said.” Your tone was bitter, and you could see how it hurt Klaus to have you show him animosity. He removed his hand from your arm, and you missed the warmth, but you were determined to stay angry at him. “You should have spoken to me about it,” you said, your voice barely a whisper. “You have to understand that sometimes things aren’t as simple as they seem to be.”
Klaus looked like he was about to protest, and you resisted the urge to smile as he stayed silent, his features softening as he appeared genuinely sympathetic to your plight.
You continued. “Can you just promise me, that next time – if there is a next time – you’ll trust me enough to handle whatever it is? I love your daughter too, Klaus, and you know that I’d do anything to protect her.” You could never stay angry with Klaus for too long, and as he seemed to contemplate his response, you wrapped your fingers around his. “Nik, please. I know you’re trying to protect me too, but I can deal with it. We’re a team.”
“I know.”
Klaus leaned over and kissed your temple, your anger dissipating, your love for Niklaus Mikaelson and his protectiveness of both you and his daughter replacing it.
You knew that, for Klaus, protecting Hope was a straight line. It was an easy path to follow, going in one direction, clear of obstacles. If an obstacle made itself known, Klaus would push past it, destroying it, watching it crumble into nothingness.
He just had a little more to learn when it came to teamwork, a little more to learn when it came to letting the line curve.
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klarolineescapism · 11 hours ago
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I’ve been rewriting some of chapter of beautiful dirty rich, I’ll leave links to the chapters I’ve rewritten/added too.
Chapter 1: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12491246/1/Beautiful-dirty-rich the Salvatore’s, the Mikaelsons, the Petrova’s and the Claire’s children are enjoying the last days of summer in the Hampton’s before school starts, Katherine’s cousin comes to visit.
Chapter 6: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12491246/6/Beautiful-dirty-rich brunch might be over but that doesn’t mean the drama at the brunch is. There is fallout. Sibling loyalties tested. Katherine pleading with her father and a Mikaelson family secret is revealed to Klaus.
Chapter 11: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12491246/11/Beautiful-dirty-rich The Salvatore triplets still dealing with the pain in the ass Sybil and now have to contend with Sybil’s mom who has come to bring order and tell everyone to treat her daughter with respect. And Sybil’s best friend Cade who is a huge fan of the triplets and their friends and is in awe of where he is and how close he is to his idols. Also while Caroline is dealing with a debutant teacher and owning a student her brothers are dealing with their deal made with Aurora, Hayley and Cami. Which deal is better?
Chapter 22: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12491246/22/Beautiful-dirty-rich With Caroline gone and Stefan on his romantic weekend with Rebekah that leaves Damon in charge of the household and it’s more then he can handle lucky for him he has his friends. Caroline on the other hand is not so lucky she spends the day with her father. Damon is overwhelmed, Caroline and Giuseppe are stuck in a power of will.
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l-r-christian · 12 hours ago
heyyy can u do a klaus mikaelson imagine where the reader comes out with the album ‘sour’ instead of olivia rodrigo and its based off of an ex not klaus and klaus throws a party and she sings the songs ‘deja vu’, ‘jealousy, jealousy’ and ‘brutal’ for a sneak peak of the album and it’s basically pure fluff
Ahhhhhh writing for my wolfie boy again ☺. I apologize if this is a little bad as I was trying to find a good way to write this and look up the artist as I haven't heard these songs before.
Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x F!Singer!Reader, Past!Damon Salvatore x F!Reader
Warnings: fluff, Damon being Damon
Music was Y/N's pride and joy, having done cover songs putting them up on a YouTube channel and she was every popular gaining a huge audience. She started to make her first album right around when she found out that Damon had been seeing Elena behind her back which hurt her deeply and since then she hadn't talked to her so call best friend. Y/N's fans had been angry at Damon saying how dare he hurt such a cinnamon bun and saying how Elena was a terrible best friend.
"Love, I have something to ask of you."
"What is it Nik?" Y/N asked looking up from lyrics she was working on for her album. Klaus sat next to her.
"I am throwing a party and was hoping you could sing for my guests?" Klaus asked her as she stopped looking at him. Y/N knew that most likely Damon would be there along with the rest of her friend group.
"I'll love to Nik."
Y/N was a bit nervous and had asked Kol to record her for her channel as the songs she picked was sneak peaks of what she was working on. Y/N was announced to go on stage and heard the clapping seeing every that was going to prom had came to the party.
"How is everyone tonight?" Y/N greeted getting cheers as Damon stared at her and Klaus found Y/N just gorgeous as she wore the dress he got her.
"I here to sing for you all. Three sneak peeks at some songs I wrote." Y/N said getting loud cheers making her smile.
"The first is called 'Déjà Vu' so enjoy." Y/N said beginning to play people began to move to the music.
"Car rides to Malibu, strawberry ice cream. One spoon for two and trading jackets. Laughing 'bout how small it looks on you." Y/N sang as she played her guitar.
"Watching reruns of Glee, being annoying singing in harmony. I bet she's bragging to all her friends, saying you're so unique, him. So when you gonna tell her? That we did that too? She thinks it's special. But it's all reused that was our place, I found it first. I made the jokes you tell her when she's with you. Do you get déjà vu? Ah, hmm." Y/N sang and got cheers while Elena looked to Damon wondering if it was true.
"Alright everyone I'm sure alot of can relate to the next one here's 'Brutal'." Y/N said with a grin feeling more comfortable on stage.
"I want it to be,like, messy. I'm so insecure, I think that I'll die before I drink. And I'm so caught up in the news of who likes me and who hates me." Y/N sang as Klaus frown hating the idea that Y/N felt that way.
"And I'm so tired that I might quit my job, start a new life and they'd all be so disappointed. 'Cause who am I, if not exploited? And I'm so sick of 17. If someone tells me one more time "Enjoy your youth." I'm gonna cry."
"And I wish I'd done this before. And I wish people liked me more. All I did was try my best, this the kind of thanks I get? Unrelentlessly upset. They say these are the golden years but I wish I could disappear. Ego crush is so severe.... God, it's brutal out here." Y/N sang as she looked out at the dancing crowd then saw how Klaus watched her. The crowd cheered as the song ended and Y/N was now in her element as Damon frowned wishing he knew this about his ex.
"Here is for those girls who felt like me. This next one is called 'Jealousy Jealousy.'"
"I kinda wanna throw my phone across the room. 'Cause all I see are girls too good to be true. With paper-white teeth and prefect bodies....Wish I didn't care. I know that beauty is not my lack."
"But it feels like that weight is on my back. And I can't let it go. Co-comparison is killin' me slowly. I think, I think too much 'bout kids who don't know me. I'm so sick of myself. I'd rather be, rather be anyone anyone else. But jealousy, jealousy. Started followin' me. Started followin' me." Y/N finished as everyone cheered loudly and clapping as she waved leaving the stage as the band took over.
"Y/N." Damon said as the singer turned seeing her ex the first time in months as she had buried herself in her music.
"Salvatore." Y/N said not caring about the hurt that flashed in his eyes as in her mind Damon had no right to be hurt.
"We should talk."
"Sorry but I'm busy."
"With what?" Damon questioned stepping forward as in a blur Klaus was next to Y/N with an arm around her waist.
"Joining me for a drink." Klaus said leaving Damon no more to talk as he lead the young woman away.
"You didn't have to do that."
"But I did love." Klaus tells her as she found herself in his studio and she stepped away looking at his paintings. Y/N stopped at one of her making her blink as he step next to her.
"You shouldn't feel l like you aren't good enough Y/N. "
"And why would you say that?" Y/N asked smiling looking at him as Klaus looked at her cupping her cheek. Y/N had a suspicion that Klaus had a thing for her since he would bend over backwards for her.
"Because I'm in love with you. You are the most amazing woman I have ever met." Klaus tells her making Y/N's heart skip a beat as he leaned closer.
"I am in love with you too. As I can't believe I fell for my best friend." Y/N said softly cupping his face as Klaus crashed his lips against hers. Y/N kissed back pressing closer to Klaus making him growl while in a blur she found her self in Klaus's bed. Y/N giggled leaning back against Klaus's bare chest as she showed him how to play the guitar. Y/N was glad she said yes to singing for Klaus's party as she would have never gotten her happily ever after with someone who really loved her.
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tea-me-kah · 13 hours ago
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Not going to lie, this has to be one of the best moments in The Originals…. Klaus Mikaelson in a “Mother Trucker” trucker hat 😂
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brown-eyed-babes · 15 hours ago
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Digging a Grave While Baring Your Soul. (Mob AU) part three
Mikaelson brothers x reader
Warning: Death, mentions of blood, abuse (nothing too graphic)
Word count: 1268
*Okay so for now this is the end, I may decide to add something to this “Series?” later but don’t hold out hope for that, THANK YOU FOR READING*
**Read part one here**
***Read part two here***
 Immortality, sought out by many, achieved by none.
“Do you know what I want Y/f/n?”
“No Sir.”
“I want to be remembered.” She wanted to laugh and assure him that she would never, could never forget him. “I want to live on in the memories of those who saw me as their leader and live on in the nightmares of those who didn’t.” Y/n sat stark still hoping that whatever he wanted to hear his mind conjured for him, she never did have such luck. “Did you hear me?”
“Yes Sir.” A slap rang out from the table at which Y/n had been forced to sit. Stood before her was the man she hated more than anyone. His hand still raised, face holding a sickly smirk.
“You will answer me when I speak to you, are we clear?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Good.”
 For once Y/n wasn’t sure if she would ever be ready for this. Standing outside of the mansion she had called “home” for so many years she wills herself to find the courage. Two wrongs didn’t make a right, but she had lost count of how many wrongs he had committed. She was due a right, even if she had to take it. She pushed forward, the flashes of the harmless faces she was forced to kill running through her mind.
She would do this for them.
 “Please don’t do this, PLEASE!” The woman before them sat on her knees, her son looking back to her with sorrow in his eyes.
“It’s the only way Ma. You know they won’t forgive us.” Her sobs echoed off the walls as she was dragged from the room.
“You’ll fit in well here.” Y/n’s father had no intention of taking on fresh meat. She knew that, this wasn’t the first time he had done this, it still broke her though. “Y/n will show you to your room.” She knew there was no room waiting for him, only a grave.
“Follow me.” The words were hollow as they pressed passed her teeth.
She hated this.
Rounding past the kitchen she stands before the basement door. She knows how this ends but he still seemed hopeful, so for once she grasped at the last foolish thread of hope she had left, maybe he’d call this all off. Maybe this time would be different. Maybe she wouldn’t have to add another mark to her list of hits.
Steadying herself she reaches for the handle. The last crumb of hope she had dying off, having it was useless when you lived with the devil.
 He knew that they we’re coming, she wasn’t surprised when they arrived at the door to his office with little to no struggle. The brothers had been wary, telling her to be careful as she twisted the door knob. She knew better than to be afraid. It was tradition after all.
 “One day you will kill me.” Her eyes had shot up to meet his own. “You will come here and take my life. With it you will take the mantel of the Y/l/n legacy.”
“Why would I do that Sir?”
“Because, it’s tradition.”
He hadn’t elaborated further. Y/n couldn’t help but dream about the day she finally put a bullet in her father’s head.
Legacy be damned.
 He sat at his desk. Gray hair matted to his head, cigar hanging from his mouth.
“You finally made it home street rat.” The smell of expensive liquor and tobacco invaded her senses as she approached the monster before her.
“Cut the shit we both know why I’m here.” The grin that stretched over his face had her heart rate spiking.
“I believe we do, lets get down to business, shall we?”
 Y/n sat next to her father. Silent as always as the meeting began.
“Let’s get down to business, shall we?” As he sat back and ran his mouth Y/n couldn’t help but let her mind wander.
How would it feel to kill him? She believes she would rather enjoy it, seeing him torn apart by her hands. Would she shoot him? Being the quickest and most efficient way, she almost thinks yes, but the thought of tormenting him the way he had tormented her was too good to pass up. The image of the “powerful” man before her beaten bloody puts a smile on her face.
“Do you agree with that Y/n?” His voice is full of mocking malice and she knows she’s in for it.
“Sir?” In a split second she’s out of the chair and hanging by her hair, toes barely touching the ground.
“I thought I told you to listen to me when I spoke to you?”
“Y-you did Sir. I was thinking.”
“You were thinking?”
“Yes Sir.” He chuckles placing her on her feet.
“Next time think less.” She can’t ask him what he means, blacking out from his fist connecting with her face before she has the chance.
 Y/n raises the gun she had been carrying since the day he had taken her to his head. Pushing it harder to him she takes a deep breath. She could do this. She could kill him and walk out of this room the same person. Couldn’t she? She takes a second to give the man who had made her life a living hell a once over. He looked tired. Worn down from years of constantly watching his back no doubt, but he also looked at peace. How could a man about to lose his life look so smug?
It hits her rapidly. She knows what he wants.
Immortality.
He wanted to live on in her nightmares and manifest himself in her regret. The Y/l/n legacy was a line of children that killed their parents for power. He wanted nothing more than to become another chapter in that book.
She steps back before she can think better of it, glancing to her boys.
Klaus doesn’t hesitate to take her into his arms.
“It’s okay love. You don’t have to do this.” For the first time in her life, she doesn’t want to. She didn’t want the image of him dead by her hands haunting her forever.
She didn’t want to fulfill his last wish.
She’s ushered out of the room by the man holding her immediately, once they’re past the door he scoops her up carrying her down the stairs.
“GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE BITCH!”
The gunshot reverberates off of the walls of the dead house as the last word rips from his throat. The breath Y/n didn’t know she was holding blows past her lips, a gentle sob escaping with it.
“Shh love, I’ve got you.”  She doesn’t pay any mind to Kol and Elijah joining them outside, doesn’t flinch at the blood splatters covering both of their shirts. Only when Klaus goes to place her in the car does she find her voice.
“I want to burn it.”
“Burn what love?” His voice is calm as he kisses her temple.
“The house. I want to burn it. No one should ever live in a place with death as its foundation.”
 As they pulled out of the long drive way Y/n couldn’t help but stare out of the back window. Though it was impossible to feel the heat of the inferno behind them, it warmed her bones anyway. Like sunshine on a cold winter day, it thawed out the frozen pieces of her soul, bringing about a feeling of change.
She was finally free.
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thicksexxualtension · 16 hours ago
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I saw these on Instagram and I cackled 🤣🤣
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authorb · 16 hours ago
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TVD/TO/Legacies Masterlist
If the person that you want is not on here then that means that I will not write for them. So please don’t ask because I do not want to turn down requests from anyone.
Damon Salvatore
Arcade
Dating Headcannon
Stefan Salvatore
Jeremy Gilbert
Tyler Lockwood
Kai Parker
Matt Donovan
Enzo
Bonnie Bennet
Klaus Mikaelson
Elijah Mikaelson
Kol Mikaelson
Finn Mikaelson
Marcel Gerard
Lucien Castle
Tristan de Martel
Diego
Vincent Griffith
Lizzie Saltzman
Josie Saltzman
Sebastian
MG
Penelope Park
Jed
Rafael Waithe
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missielynne · 16 hours ago
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Gwen and Steve's new daughter, Avery, causes feelings of envy and jealousy in Lucifer that make him decide to abandon the family Steve gave him. Luckily, Ellie goes along to talk him out of it. Also, Helene and Ludovic go on the lam, and to everyone's shock...the dead have come back to Earth! Follow-Up to The Unknown Life.
Chapter 66: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13443230/66/The-Devil-s-Sister
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fangirl93 · 17 hours ago
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TVD Characters Are Not Perfect
I hate how the main characters of the Vampire Diaries acts like they are better the everyone else. Like how in season 3 when everyone wanted to kill the Originals. I understand why they might want to kill Klaus but they wanted to kill every Original for no reason. Then when Rebekah was gonna help them kill Klaus, Elena put a dagger in Rebekah’s heart. Then Matt killed Finn for no reason. Finn was one of the only Mikaelson’s who didn’t want to kill everybody. Then in season 4 Elena and Jeremy kill Kol just to get to the cure for vampires but when they killed Kol, they killed his entire sire line which could be millions of innocent vampires. Elena acts all good and pure but she can be so selfish at times. Then in season 6 when Kai changed and started acting good no one believed he could change then Bonnie left him in the prison world as payback for all the bad things he did which I understand Bonnie wanting revenge but Kai was trying to change but no one would let him. If Elena, Stefan, and Damon don’t care about you then your nothing. Where do they get off judging people and saying they can’t change? They all should just look in the mirror because they can be just as bad. Like Stefan who is a ripper and has killed so many people. Damon who has killed people and he shows no remorse for the people he hurt. Even Elena has killed people. Then Elena gets all whiny crying about the people she hurt like her crying is gonna do any good. They really shouldn’t judge and criticize people for doing bad things when every single person that they are friends with has probably done something just as bad.
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lornadanesummers · 19 hours ago
To be fair. While I think Bonkai would have saved TVD and it would be so cool to see an epic romance. I am very biased mind you because it's my number one ship. However with the way they made Kai to be I think it would work badly. He is in his nature a very vile character and hasn't shown emotion about any other living person which is what separates them from other characters in the show that have done bad things. Even Klaus who had done awful things still had people he cared about. Kai on the other hand didn't and was often bad just for the sake of it. So idk along with the fact that he had hurt Bonnie I feel like it might have been an abusive relationship that I wouldn't want the one poc to be in. I just hope they had made him change for the better
I think Klaus in S2 was set up similar to how we saw Kai in S6. Once Julie and the CW saw how popular Klaus and Caroline's relationship was getting, they jump ships as to how they developed Klaus's character. Kai gained empathy and real emotional after his merge with Luke, and they always showed him to have a soft spot for Jo, similar to Klaus and Rebekah.
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However, Plec dislikes Kat/Bonnie, so she painted Kai as the worse villain to step foot on TVD, even though we've seen Klaus be aggressive towards the people he cared about if they got in his way. That includes Caroline Forbes. Personally I think the writers only soften him up for the sake of Klaroline and the idea of an Originals spin-off. Kai could have been a fun villain turned anti-hero that wasn't abusive to Bonnie, because we know he had a crush on her.
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Plec tried to make Kai irredeemable only because fans wanted him with Bonnie. I think there were grounds for a huge character growth with Kai and Bonkai could have stem from it. Sadly, we know if Bonnie was played by a white actress Bonkai would have been given a chance. Julie Plec claimed that Kol Mikaelson was too evil for Bonnie when Kennett was getting popular. Then a couple years later she pushed for Kol to marry the first white witch aka Davina with zero issues.
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tanjamikaelson · 20 hours ago
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BITTERSWEET - CHAPTER 5
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CHAPTER 5: | I WILL WAIT FOR HOWEVER LONG IT TAKES |
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“I can’t believe we almost had a threesome with Damon." Lorena remarked as Rebekah and she were walking, "And that you didn’t tell me the whole plan.”
Rebekah chuckled, “I didn’t tell you because you would never say yes to that plan.”
“You tricked me. I could’ve said no when we were standing in front of him.” Lorena pointed out.
“At least everything turned out great, without either of us sleeping with him.” Rebekah stated.
“But I think deep down you actually wanted to sleep with him again.” Lorena said, smirking at her.
“I did not.” Rebekah was quick to protest.
Lorena raised her eyebrow at her, “I don’t believe you.”
“Well believe what you want.” Rebekah replied.
“Are you going to send my stuff over to my new house?” Lorena asked her.
Rebekah shrugged, “Or you can come tomorrow morning and take them.”
“But Klaus will be there.” Lorena told her.
“Why don’t you two just have a make up sex and get this over with?” Rebekah suggested. 
Lorena gave her a look, “Bekah..”
“I know I’m right. You two should just get over yourselves and do it.” Rebekah spoke determinedly.
“So you want Klaus and me to get back together?” Lorena questioned.
“Well I never had anything against that..” Rebekah told her, “Or at least get everything out of your system with one night of mind blowing sex. It will do you both some good.”
“That’s not gonna happen.” Lorena assured her, “And you better send me my things.”
“I’m not going to.” Rebekah said firmly and turned towards her, “If you really don’t want to see him, Klaus and I will go to find Finn tomorrow morning and then you can come.”
Lorena gave her an annoyed look, “You could’ve said that right away.”
Rebekah only smirked.
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When Rebekah sent Lorena a text that she and Klaus are not at home Lorena left to the Mikaelson mansion to get some of her stuff that she left there. Lorena walked up the stairs and in the study room she saw Sage and some girl reading a book, Lorena didn’t know who she was but she saw her around.
“Sage.” Lorena greeted her, “Waiting for Finn?” 
“Yes. Rebekah and Klaus promised to bring him back here.” Sage told her, “You live here with them?”
“Not anymore, I just came for some of my stuff.” Lorena replied.
"Why not? I thought you and Rebekah were best friends or at least Damon told me that." Sage said.
"Well, it's not because of her. Klaus and I are not on good terms." Lorena replied.
Sage nodded in understanding, "I wonder why. Klaus is not the easiest person to be on good terms with."
"That's something we agree on." Lorena told her, then pointed at the girl who was sitting on another couch, "Who is she?"
"Just some witch, Klaus told me to keep an eye on her. She needs to unlink them." Sage explained.
"She better do what she's told, or else.." Lorena spoke.
"Klaus already threatened me, you don't have to." The witch spoke.
Lorena glanced at the witch, "It's called giving you motivation." 
"Well, you definitely are part of the Mikaelsons." Sage remarked.
Lorena chuckled, "Yeah, I've learned from the best." she told her, "Anyway, I better get going before he comes back."
Lorena was half down the stairs in the foyer just as the front doors opened and Klaus threw Finn inside. She didn't dare to move a step closer to them.
"Let's get his blood and get on with it." Rebekah said following him into the mansion.
Finn lifted himself from the floor, "You can't force me to help you." 
"Oh, I most likely could, but why force when I can persuade?" Klaus pointed his hand toward the staircase and as if on cue Sage came down, whilst Finn looked up.
"Hello Finn." Sage greeted, smiling warmly at her long lost love.
"Sage!" Finn recognized her immediately and rushed to embrace her.
"What do you know, true love prevails." Rebekah remarked and glanced at Lorena.
Klaus' eyes followed hers and landed on Lorena, but he quickly looked away as he got a message on his phone.
"It does occasionally have its uses. Easier than torturing him." Klaus responded to her remark while writing a message back.
"Lorena and I have something to do. What do you need from me for this spell?" Rebekah asked.
"Just your blood and your blessing." Klaus grinned, "Where are you two going?" 
"I have some unfinished business with Damon Salvatore and Lorena is going to help me." Rebekah informed him and Lorena walked down before leaving with Rebekah.
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When the two of them kidnapped Damon they returned to the mansion. Rebekah clamped bear traps around Damon's wrist and hanged him from the ceiling.
"Maybe you should have hanged him upside down to drain him from vervain." Lorena commented.
"No, I will torture him slowly." Rebekah said as she picked up a knife from the table, then walked around Damon, "You pretended to be interested in me. And then you almost slept with the two of us only so you could steal my thoughts. Ever since then I felt this incessant need to one-up you." She ripped open his shirt and cut Damon's chest with a knife. He groaned in pain.
"You want to compel me to be your boyfriend?" Damon asked.
Lorena laughed at how stupid he sounded, as Rebekah told him, "Actually, I'd rather compel you to kill your brother. Or Elena. But, since vampires heal, bleeding you may take a while. We should probably stick to the major arteries." She cut Damon's neck, he bled profusely. 
Then Klaus entered a room, smiling delightfully, "Well.. look what you've caught. If you're trying to bleed him of vervain, don't you think it would be easier to hang him upside down?"
"That's what I said." Lorena said.
Rebekah glanced between both of them, "I'm perfectly capable of inflicting pain, thank you very much."
“Well, excuse me, it's not like I have any expertise in the matter." Klaus rolled his eyes sarcastically.
"You know, why don't you just leave us and go and manage your witch?" Rebekah shooed him away, Klaus grinned before leaving.
Rebekah turned back to Damon, but spoke to Lorena, "See I think he cooled off so it's safe for you to come here."
"Uh, trouble in paradise?" Damon asked looking up at Lorena, "What did you do?"
"None of her damn business." Lorena snapped at him.
Damon felt a knife dig into his skin and he tried not to scream. Rebekah repeatedly stabbed him.
"Let's go and get something to drink, I'm feeling thirsty." Rebekah said as she put the knife down.
"Are you sure you're feeling thirsty for a drink or for me." Damon remarked with a cocky smirk.
"Don't worry Damon, we'll be back in a couple of minutes to continue." Rebekah replied before the two of them left.
She poured them both a glass of whiskey before saying, "I'm going to play with his head a little bit."
"Yeah, show him how it is." Lorena encouraged her.
After some time Rebekah and Lorena walked back to the room where Damon was, he was asleep but he suddenly woke up when they walked in.
"Uh, you bitch." Damon winced.
"It's not fun when someone messes with your thoughts, is it?" Rebekah told him.
Actually, I was having a pretty good time in there." Damon replied.
"Mmm, well I hope you were nicer to Elena than you were to me." Rebekah hummed.
"Oh, come on, I couldn't have hurt you that bad. You didn't really think I had a thing for you, did you?" Damon said and Rebekah looked hurt, "I get it. If Klaus bossed me around for a thousand years, I'd probably be pretty desperate for attention too."
Lorena grabbed the knife from the table and flashed at Damon stabbing it right into his stomach in one quick movement and he screamed, "You don't get to talk to my best friend like that. Understood?" She twisted the knife and he screamed more.
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Later, Rebekah and Lorena came out of the room as Klaus was escorting the witch out of the house, "Aw, leaving so soon?" Rebekah commented.
"Sister, be nice." Klaus warned.
"Thank you, Bonnie." Rebekah faked a smile, waving her fingers shyly, "See you in physics class."
"Oh my god." Bonnie gasped out as her eyes fell upon Damon in snares in the room that Lorena and Rebekah just walked off to.
"Yeah, you'll have to excuse the mess. Apparently Damon hurt her feelings. Go on, help him. Save the man who turned her mother into a vampire.” Klaus said with a coy smirk.
Bonnie looked at Damon again and then the pain and anger of what he did to her mother rose to the surface, “Just get me out of here.”
“Very well.” Klaus agreed and escorted Bonnie out. Then he came back to the room where two girls were still torturing Damon.
“Maybe I should punish you for hurting me.” Lorena heard Klaus whisper as he stood behind her.
Lorena turned around and moved a step back, “Kinky, but I’m not interested.”
“You wouldn’t have a choice if I decided to do that.” Klaus shrugged.
“Just to remind you if you forgot, you were the one who hurt me first.” Lorena reminded him.
“And you slept with my brother.” Klaus spat out.
“Didn’t expect that one coming.” Damon remarked.
“Mind your own business, jerk.” Lorena turned to him and dragged a knife across his chest, “We all know how you look at Elena. Isn’t she your brother's girl?”
Damon groaned in pain but didn't say anything else.
Rebekah sighed before speaking to Lorena and her brother, “And I'm tired of you two bickering about the same thing, over and over again when I know that both of you want to get into each other's pants.”
“Seriously Rebekah?” Lorena shot her a look, “We can’t just smash and think that’s gonna fix things.”
“Right, I tried that method in 1972, but it didn't work out as I wanted to.” Klaus agreed with Lorena.
“Well at least you two agree on something, that's progress.” Rebekah told them, “And it was different then, she wanted me back and you wanted her. Now I’m back so that only leaves one thing.”
“What are you now, a therapist?” Lorena asked her.
“Maybe a couple therapy would do you two some good.” Rebekah suggested.
The conversation between the three of them was cut short when they heard Stefan shouting for Klaus.
Klaus exited the room and Lorena and Rebekah followed him, “Oh good, a hero. What do you want?” he asked.
Stefan dropped the duffel bag with the stakes and Klaus' feet, “I'm here to make a deal.” he stated, “Eight stakes made of white oak. The part of Wickery Bridge that you forgot to burn.” 
Klaus looked over at Rebekah and Lorena, seeing the stricken look on their faces he released that both of them thought that they burned all of the wood. 
“That's impossible.” Rebekah said confidently.
“Actually it's not. Finn is dead.” Stefan said casually.
Rebekah looked appalled, while Stefan avoided her eyes, “You killed my brother?”
Stefan chose to look at Klaus instead, proposing a deal, “Damon in exchange for the last eight weapons that can kill you.”
“And how do I know there aren't any more left?” Klaus questioned, raising his eyebrow at him.
“Because there aren't.” Stefan answered simply.
“Let's be certain, shall we?” Klaus asked, a murderous glint in his eyes, then he walked over to Damon, “Leave.”
“No.” Damon denied.
“Go on. Leave.” Klaus said again.
“Nik, he's my plaything not yours.” Rebekah objected, but Klaus simply ignored his sister.
Klaus grabbed Damon by the throat and compelled him, “I said, go home.”
Damon started to pull a wrist out from the snares, peeling the flesh off of it in the process. He screamed in pain.
“Alright, stop, stop, stop, before you hurt yourself. Well, seeing that he can finally be compelled. Now.” Klaus grabbed Damon by the throat and compelled him again, “Minus the stake that's in my brother, how many more stakes are out there that can kill me?”
“Eleven.” Damon answered through gritted teeth.
“Eleven! Really? So, not eight then.” Klaus exclaimed with fake excitement.
Rebekah looked at Stefan disappointed, “You really shouldn't have lied.”
“So, should we send you your brother piece by piece or are you going to hand over the stakes willingly?” Lorena said to Stefan in a dangerously calm voice.
“I'll get you the other three.” Stefan swore.
“Yeah, that'll be nice." Klaus nodded before raising up his finger as a matter of factly, "Or since you lied, maybe I'll just compel your brother to chew out his own tongue.” he suggested.
“What is wrong with you?” Stefan shouted at him.
“What is wrong with you?! Do you really have no appreciation for me? I have given you someone to hate, to loathe, a target for all of your anger; so you don't have to turn it on yourself. I have given you life purpose, as your friend.” Klaus laughed, before adding, “I really think you should be thanking me.”
Stefan rushed at Klaus and pinned him against a wall with a white oak stake in hand. 
Suddenly Lorena lunged towards Stefan grabbing the back of his throat and twisting his arm that was pointed at Klaus.
“Step down, or I’ll gladly kill you and your brother.” Lorena growled into his ear and Stefan loosened his grip on Klaus and he took the stake from his hand.
Klaus looked surprised at Lorena as she moved away from them, thinking about what took over her body to react like that.
Then he said to Stefan, “Now you only have to get me the other two.” 
Rebekah rolled her eyes, “This is ridiculous.” she said before she walked over to Damon and released him from the traps. Damon fell to his knees.
Klaus walked towards her, “What are you doing?”
“I brought him here. I get to release him. My rules now. Bring us the stakes and you both live. Take her brother as a sign of good faith.” Rebekah said as she picked up the duffel bag with the stakes and left. 
Lorena started walking towards the door but Klaus grabbed her arms, not letting her go just yet, then looked at Stefan, “Bring us the stakes. All of them. Or I will wage a war against everyone you love. I hope I'm being clear.”
Stefan nodded and sped off with Damon.
“Klaus.. let me go.” Lorena said quietly.
Klaus tightened the grip on her arm, “Why did you do that?”
“I-I don’t know.” Lorena replied uncentrain, not meeting his eyes.
“You acted on an instinct. You were afraid that he’s going to hurt me.” Klaus pointed out.
“I don’t want you dead. I never did.” Lorena quickly told him, then she turned to look at him, “Please Nik, just let me go.”
Klaus gasped in surprise and gave a longing look before saying, “We both know that we belong together, but I’m not going to force you, instead I will wait. For however long it takes.”
Lorena was touched by his words and her eyes filled with tears so she moved them away from him and looked down at the floor and as soon as he let go of her arm she vamp-speeded away.
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problematicmedia · 22 hours ago
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I will never forgive the Legacies writers for turning the daughter of their universe's resident evil genius into a girl who has two default moves - crying or punching something. I'm reminded of Klaus's evil plan to take down Dahlia - and then I see how Hope's sheer intelligence isn't even given the credit it deserves. She could've come up with a plan to sequester Malivore away for another thousand years in the time this fucking storyline has been going on. Also, letting her be happy seems to be some sort of anathema to these writers - which is also one of the stupidest things about this show. Fuck this show, and fuck these damned writers.
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