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hopekirby · 2 days
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Like you were always meant to be Right here next to me
Happy Birthday B! @landonmikaelson​ 
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LEGACIES 3x05, This is what it takes.
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alwaysandforevergifs · 6 months
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TVDU x Vampire Faces
The Vampire Diaries | The Originals | Legacies (2009-2022)
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elizabeth-forbes · 6 months
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legacies meme: [3/5] otps
Lizzie and Hope ━ You thinking what I'm thinking? More often than I'd care to admit.
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bittwitchy · 6 months
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katherines · 5 months
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HOPE "Scrooge" MIKAELSON in LEGACIES S2E08 "This Christmas Was Surprisingly Violent"
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davinaclaires · 27 days
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Hope Mikaelson In Every Season ☽☾ Season One I've always thought that I was a cosmic mistake, someone who should never have been born. But after all this time, I mean, my purpose is finally clear. Think about it. I'm the answer to all of this.
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perseephoneee · 6 months
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blood sharing (kol mikaelson x f!reader)
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warnings: blood sharing (obvs), allusions to sex, female identifying reader
a/n: this is purely self indulgent. i'm not good with smutty things, but it's kinktober, so here's the only thing i can contribute. anywhooo. enjoy?
↳ masterlist ↳  want to be shipped with a fic character?
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He was hungry, and you could tell.
The way he stood as far apart from you was the first sign. Then, the veins under his eyes that he tried so desperately to hide by turning his face. The clenching and unclenching of his fists, like he fought the urge to run across the room and suck you dry.
"Go and get food," you said, arms crossed uncomfortably as you took in the starving vampire.
"I can't leave you, darling," Kol cooed, looking up at you. "I'm supposed to stay in this room and protect you. Brothers orders." "And you listen to your brothers?"
"For pretty girls, I'll listen to them," Kol flirted, but you could tell it was forced. He hadn't had food in a while, and he was in here because of you.
Guilt gripped your heart, as well as morbid curiosity. You harbored a school-girl crush on Kol, and the cheesy novels you read always made you wonder what it would feel like to be the victim of a vampire's appetite. Plus, you felt bad that he was struggling. At least, that's what you told yourself.
"You can feed on me," you whispered. Kol heard you, though, his head immediately shooting up to look at you.
"Bad idea, luv."
"I trust you to not, uh, kill me," you chuckled nervously. Kol dared take a step closer to you, and you fought the urge to step back. He was intimidating, albeit a cheeky bastard. Your heart raced as he approached you, towering above your smaller form.
"Is this out of the kindness of your heart or some other need?" Kol murmured, reaching up to play with a strand of your hair. Your breath became shaky as you dared to make eye contact with the original vampire. His eyes were darker than usual, and his gaze was fixed on your mouth, on the way you licked your lips. "See, darling, I think you want me biting you, taking you as mine." Kol circled you, standing behind your form as he pulled your hair away from your neck. You gulped, your eyes fluttering close as his fingers traced over your carotid artery. His other hand traced up and down your forearm, creating goosebumps in his wake.
"I don't think you have the guts to bite me," you whispered, challenging him. The reverberating dark chuckle told you that you were stepping into dangerous territory.
"Is that what you think?" Kol mumbled into your ear, his breath hot on your cheek, his hands gripping your arms. "I'm happy to prove you wrong."
He didn't give you any warning before biting into your neck. The pain that flared was nothing compared to the pleasure you derived from feeling his fangs. God, you were such a masochist.
Your head fell back onto his shoulder, a shaky breath leaving you. His arm wrapped around your middle, holding you to him. The warmth and icey fire surging through your body was nothing you felt before. Kol pulled away, licking over the wound before kissing it better. He bit his wrist, blood welling up as he held it to your lips. You wanted to moan as the saccharine blood touched your tastebuds. You grabbed his wrist close to you, and he didn't bother stepping away from your form. When you removed his wrist, you dared turn and make eye contact. Kol's gaze was nothing short of lustful, and your inhibitions were already low. You kissed him, enjoying the growl that left him as he turned you in his arms to hold you better. Somehow, the kiss made you as high as sharing blood. Pulling away, you didn't dare go too far as a coy smile danced across your lips.
"I have an idea of what we can do to pass the time," you smiled, looking up at him through heavy lashes. Kol grinned, leaning down and picking you up in one fell swoop.
"I like where your head is at."
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fandomnerd9602 · 3 months
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Hope keeps drumming her pen…
Y/N: Hope
Hope picks up the tempo…
Y/N: Hope!
Hope: oh I’m sorry does that bother you?
Y/N: well how would feel if I banged you on the table like that?
Hope: I was hoping you’d ask!
Y/N: wait what?
Hope grabs Y/N and pushes them down onto the table…
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pinkhysteria · 2 months
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HOPE & AURORA ⤷ parallels
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witchesnet · 4 months
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Legacies ▫️ 2.08 ▫️
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theclassymike · 2 months
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Leo Howard via instagram stories.
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svltzmans · 6 months
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take it out on me - h.m.
a/n: hi! i'm trying to get back into writing longer stuff that's not in headcanon format so let's see how that goes (also this was a requested prompt and 🫣🥵)
warnings: smut (18+), dirty talk, slight nipple play? minor overstimulation? hope is stressed :(, but not for long lmao, i accidentally deleted this whole thing and had to write it again, so sorry for any mistakes :(
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hope's stress-filled lifestyle was getting to her, and she knew it.
being both a full time student and monster hunter wasn't exactly the easiest thing, but she thought she would be able to handle it with ease.
that was, until, malivore decided to bombard the salvatore school with creatures during the week of final exams.
hope was constantly getting pulled away from her studies by alaric, and although she knew she was protecting herself and those she loved, she couldn't help but be annoyed.
performing well in school had always been important to hope, and not being able to prepare had her brain in shambles.
when hope finally does get to sit down to study, she just can't focus. she has too many things to think about, and she just can't seem to organize herself.
closing her book in dismay, she throws herself onto her bed and stares at the ceiling.
she decides that if she's not going to be studying, she might as well have company. picking up her phone for the first time in what feels like hours, she sends a text to her girlfriend.
exams are stressing me out and i think i'd feel better with you here.
hope stares blankly for a few minutes, awaiting a response, until she hears the door to her bedroom open.
"hey beautiful," y/n says, plopping down on the bed next to hope.
"couldn't even get a text back?" hope teases, giving y/n a quick peck on the lips.
"i was a little busy running over here."
hope can't help but laugh, admiring the girl in front of her. she was wearing an oversized sweatshirt and joggers that made her look undeniably adorable.
when y/n speaks again, there's concern in her voice.
"so, stressed about your exams, huh?"
"i just can't focus on reading my textbooks. dr. saltzman has me running around what feels like the whole world, and i'm just exhausted."
y/n's heart twinges hearing the pain in hope's voice. she rests her hand on her girlfriend's leg, hoping to provide some comfort.
"he relies on you too much. i know you're like, a powerful force and he's just an old man, but..."
before y/n can finish her sentence, hope is laughing harder than she has in days.
"you always know how to make me feel better," hope smiles, looking into y/n's eyes.
"actually, speaking of that," y/n pauses. "i had an idea."
y/n stands up, never breaking eye contact with hope. hope stares up at her, confusion in her eyes, but her questions are answered when y/n takes her hoodie off, her joggers following shortly after.
hope is speechless when she sees her girlfriend in a set of deep red lace. the color compliments y/n's skin perfectly, the material extenuating hope's favorite parts of her.
"god, y/n," hope chokes out. "what's this all about?"
"i thought i could, help with the stress," y/n seduces, wrapping her legs around hope's waist and resting her hand on her girlfriend's face. "maybe you could take it out on me, huh?"
the second y/n finishes speaking, hope pulls her into a passionate kiss, y/n's hands still resting on her face.
"i knew you'd like this surprise," y/n teases in between kisses.
"you're so beautiful," hope responds, holding y/n's waist tightly.
"take it off, hope."
without another word, hope makes quick work of taking off y/n's lace bra and underwear, throwing them across her bedroom before doing the same to her own.
unable to help herself, hope cups y/n's chest, running her fingers lightly across her nipples. y/n lets out a guttural moan, her fingers in hope's hair.
"fuck, hope," y/n slurs before giving hope a gentle push, encouraging her to lay on her back.
"i'm gonna fuck you until you can't think of anything else but me, nevermind stress about anything," y/n whispers, lightly kissing hope's neck.
y/n continues kissing down hope's body until she lands at her inner thighs, peppering them in soft pecks.
"please, don't tease y/n. need this so bad," hope whimpers, trying to raise her hips enough to ride y/n's face.
"oh i know you need this, hope. you're so wet for me already," y/n coos, just barely running her finger up hope's pussy.
"please baby, want it so bad," hope moans, her desperation growing by the second.
"want what, pretty girl? you gotta tell me what you want, or i can't give it to you." y/n knows that bringing hope to the brink of insanity makes the entire experience more gratifying.
"i need you to eat me out, y/n," hope begs.
satisfied by hope's response, y/n's tongue finally makes contact with her, sending hope into a state of ecstacy immediately.
hope feels like she can't contain herself, not even attempting to keep her voice down. she pulls y/n closer by her hair, unable to get enough of her.
hope's moans only motivate y/n, her pace quickening with every noise out of hope's mouth.
"can't be stressed if you're busy cumming on my face, pretty girl," y/n teases, hearing hope only get louder at the sound of her words.
"you just, you feel so good y/n," hope writhes as she speaks, her voice shaking.
y/n is relentless, not wasting a second. she knows how badly hope needs this. how badly hope needs her.
luckily for hope, the feeling was mutual.
y/n was in awe of the way hope looked under her, the desperation and need vibrant in her eyes.
without hesitation, y/n thrusts a finger into hope, earning a near-scream from her girlfriend.
"oh god y/n, more," she whines, trying to coax the girl into adding another finger.
when she does, the combination of y/n's fingers and mouth are almost too much for hope, sensitivity coursing through her body.
"need to cum baby, can't take any more," hope whines, struggling to form a full sentence.
"then cum for me, beautiful. let it all out," y/n talks hope through her orgasm, enjoying every second of her reaction.
hope somewhat collapses, her legs lightly shaking and her cheeks flushed.
"i don't think i'm stressed anymore," hope laughs, y/n soon joining her.
"always here to help."
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voidpetrova · 8 months
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partners in crime — klaus mikaelson x reader
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content warnings and genre: none in particular, requested one-shot — comfort
˚ ༘♡ ⋆。˚
synopsis: you were as twisted as him, and he adored you for it
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in the heart of new orleans, where darkness and mystique intertwined, an unlikely partnership thrived. klaus mikaelson, the infamous hybrid vampire, had always been a force to be reckoned with. ruthless and cunning, he was known throughout the supernatural world for his audacious schemes and thirst for power.yet, even the most formidable of creatures couldn't resist the allure of a dangerous accomplice, and in this case, that partner was you.
you were no ordinary vampire. you were a heretic, a rare breed born from the unholy union of vampire and witch, wielding both the immortal strength of a vampire and the potent magic of a witch. the stories of your malevolence echoed through the centuries, leaving behind a trail of destruction and fear. klaus had first crossed paths with you in the dark, clandestine corners of the city. a chance meeting turned into a partnership fueled by a shared desire for chaos. together, you embarked on a campaign of mischief and malevolence, weaving your way through the intricate tapestry of power struggles that defined new orleans.
your alliance didn't merely thrive on bloodlust and destruction; it thrived on strategy and cunning. klaus, with his penchant for manipulation, and you, with your mastery over dark magic, were a formidable duo. you orchestrated elaborate heists, sowed discord among rival supernatural factions, and left behind a trail of baffled adversaries who underestimated the malevolence of your partnership.
one of your most audacious acts was the infiltration of a high-profile society gala, hosted by the most influential witch coven in the city. you and klaus masqueraded as guests, seamlessly blending into the crowd. as the night wore on, you unleashed a torrent of dark magic that sent chandeliers crashing, and illusions that played tricks on the minds of the attendees.
klaus reveled in the chaos you created, watching with a wicked grin as the once-coherent gathering descended into chaos and madness. It was in these moments, as you both reveled in the malevolent beauty of your actions, that he couldn't help but feel an undeniable attraction to your power and your wickedness.
as dawn broke over new orleans, you and klaus vanished into the shadows, leaving behind a city forever altered by your malevolent partnership. the world may have deemed you both as monsters, but in each other's eyes, you were the perfect accomplices, two dark souls united in their thirst for power and their love for the evil they created together.
one time, the night was draped in a velvet darkness, concealing your every move as you and klaus stood in the shadows of the mikaelson mansion. the moon, like a pale witness to your impending malevolence, cast eerie shadows across the cobblestone courtyard. klaus, his cerulean eyes dancing with anticipation, leaned in closer to you. “my dearest (y/n),” he purred, his voice dripping with honeyed menace. “tonight, we shall take another step towards our rightful dominion over this city.”
a devilish grin curved your lips as you responded, your voice laced with the promise of chaos. “i know we will. the witches have grown too comfortable, too complacent. it's time we remind them of our power.”
the plan was simple in its intricacy. you had uncovered a secret, a buried legend from new orleans' supernatural history. an ancient grimoire spoke of a powerful artifact hidden beneath the city, capable of granting unimaginable power to any who possessed it. the witches held the key to this artifact, and tonight, it would be yours.
as the mansion's clock struck midnight, you and klaus moved with preternatural grace, infiltrating the ancestral witch house where the coven held their most precious artifacts. the scent of ancient magic filled the air as you approached a cryptic door, adorned with intricate symbols. with a knowing glance, you murmured an incantation, and the door creaked open, revealing a chamber bathed in an eerie blue glow. there, resting on a pedestal, was the coveted artifact—a mystical amulet, pulsating with power.
klaus's eyes widened as he beheld the object of their desire. “remarkable,” he breathed, reaching out to touch it. but you halted him with a firm hand. “not so fast,” you cautioned. “the amulet is protected by ancient enchantments. we must proceed with caution.”
together, you unraveled the intricate web of magic guarding the amulet. each step was perilous, as one wrong move could unleash catastrophic consequences. the air crackled with energy as you manipulated the spells, your heretic abilities and klaus's vampiric strength intertwining seamlessly.
at last, the final barrier fell, and klaus gingerly lifted the amulet from its pedestal. power radiated from it, coursing through his veins. “now, my dear,” he declared, his voice trembling with a heady mix of excitement and greed, “we'll be ruling this city in no time.”
but just as klaus marveled at the amulet, a voice echoed through the chamber—a disembodied whisper that sent shivers down your spine. “you have awakened the darkness,” it intoned. “prepare to face the consequences.”
the room quaked, and the walls seemed to close in on you. you and klaus exchanged frantic glances as the amulet's power threatened to consume you both. it was a perilous gamble, one that could either solidify your reign or bring about your doom. and as the chamber trembled around you, you and him clung to the amulet, your fate uncertain. but in this moment of chaos and uncertainty, your partnership burned brighter than ever, a beacon of malevolence in the heart of the supernatural world.
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elizabeth-forbes · 5 months
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legacies meme: [6/7] characters
Hope Mikaelson ━ I'm admittedly bad at chill.
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bittwitchy · 3 months
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Legacies, 1.16
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