When it comes to the cw and their shows the bar isn’t even on the floor anymore. The bar is in hell. Super gay mega hell.
COULD SOMEONE PLEASE. EXPLAIN WHAT THE ORIGINALS WAS ABOUT.
AND HOW IT TIED INTO VAMPIRE DIARIES.
MAYBE EXPLAIN VAMPIRE DIARIES TOO PLEASE.
AND WHY IS ELENA IMPORTANT? AND HAYLEY TOO?
Like are they worth the hype? I know some characters and stuff but I’m genuinely lost.
So I have realized that I have a type
PSA— If you don’t like it: don’t watch it. That’s all there is to it. Please get YOUR hate off MY dash.
Honey dripping from your soft lips
Swallow me in your softness
Sometimes I feel just like an actress
Begging for your validation, give me another chance
I’ve just finished watching The Originals, finally. I loved the series since episode 1, but the way it progressed … wow.
The character growth? Simply beautiful, so wonderfully believable. Klaus and his painstakingly slow road to unconditional love and final redemption? Pure gold. And the way Marcel and Kol became better versions of themselves … so very nice.
The relationship between Klaus and Camille? It presented some of the best couple dynamics on TV. Cami saw the good in Klaus, but that didn’t stop her from calling him out on his behaviour. She didn’t make excuses for it, and she grounded him. He may have bitched, but her influence made him want to be a better person.
The relationship between Kol and Davina was similar, in that the time spent with Davina made Kol re-evaluate his behaviour and wants.
One relationship I wasn’t sold on was the romance between Hayley and Elijah. The physical attraction was very much evident, yet, despite season 1’s laying the ground for it, the emotional connection between the two remained underdeveloped throughout the series. Their meeting in Manosque was, ironically, the only time when their connection truly felt genuine.
Marcel and Rebekah were a great couple, until Rebekah’s leaving him over and over again due to fear became too much. It felt odd that, after all those rejections, they would end up together without first spending time to reforge their trust.
As far as individual characters go, Cami was a wonderful moral compass, a much-needed voice of reason and humanity. The one thing I didn’t like about her arc was the way they seemed to overplay her innate darkness after she became a vampire, but they smoothed it nicely in the end.
Vincent Griffith was another favourite. Like Cami, he was a morally sound, I-don’t-compromise-my-values person, a grounding presence to the more volatile of his acquaintances.
And in all, the series was a beautiful ode to the bonds of family.
pairing: marcel gerard x reader
summary: (Y/N) is new to New Orleans and on her first night she meets the king himself, marcel gerard. he gives her the whole tour of the city.
(Y/N) looked up from her map in pure confusion. Her navigational skills were off, she didn’t know where she was going. The one thing she did know was that she was not where she was supposed to be.
She stopped her confused walking when she saw a cemetery.
“Lafayette Cemetery.” she read, once collecting her thought she knew actually where she was.
She had read about the cemetery in her family’s history books about New Orleans.
‘While the cemetery is the burial ground for many of the citizens of New Orleans, it is known specifically for being used by the New Orleans covens of witches, who require access to their Ancestors’ remains in order to continue practicing Ancestral Magic.’
She could hear chanting close by, and that told her all she needed to know. She hurried out of there, not wanting to get caught on her first day in a new town. She stopped to catch her breath, she looked up and saw she was in bourbon square.
She needed a drink, or a glass of bourbon. She would decide when she found a bar.
She smiled when she looked up to see a sign, Rousseau’s
She walked in, instantly feeling at home due to the warm and inviting atmosphere. She took an open seat at the bar, planting herself on a wooden bar stool. She was deep in thought, thinking about what the chanting in the cemetery, when a cheery blonde bartender appeared in front of her.
“You look new.” she pointed out. (Y/N) laughed.
“Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) chuckled.
“Well, there are usually a lot of regulars here, so you are either a tourist or a newbie. I’m Camille, but you can call me Cami.” Cami stuck our her hand to shake, (Y/N) shook it.
“I am a newbie, name’s (Y/N).”
The two women smiled, both knowing that in the future they would find friendship in each other.
Cami looked up from the conversation ￼she has having with (Y/N) when she heard the heard the bell of the door open. After seeing who it was, she rolled her eyes. (Y/N) wondering what Cami was rolling her eyes at, looked at the door of the bar. Her mouth dropped.
There standing in the doorway was what she would personally describe as ‘a fine specimen’. Milky chocolate skin matching his brown eyes, she also noticed his walk. He walked with such confidence, such power.
Marcel could not lie, he was intrigued by the woman sitting at the bar. Her (Y/H/C) styled perfectly, though a few pieces seemed to be out of place, her (E/C) was drawing him in, almost begging him to know her.
￼He walked over to Cami and the remarkable woman he wanted to call his own.
“Marcel, what are you doing here?” Cami asked with sass.
Marcel…. That’s his name. Interesting…..
“I just wanted to get a drink, maybe wanting to know something about this pure beauty next to me.” Marcel answered, looking at (Y/N) for the second part of his answer. Cami leave to get his drink.
“My name is (Y/N). It’s a pleasure to meet you Marcel.” (Y/N) said with a smirk, that only drew in the vampire more.
“Well, you look like you are not from around here. I would like to give you a tour of my beautiful city that is New Orleans.” Marcel suggested, stretching his arms as if he was showing off his prized possession.
￼”Your city?” (Y/N) asked, wondering why he would call it that.
“Yes, so what do you say?”
The pair looks over to see a tall latino boy, clearly needing Marcel’s attention.
“What is it Josh?”
“It’s Klaus.” Josh didn’t have to say anything else, Marcel was already out of his seat, ready to leave. (Y/N) didn’t know who this ‘Klaus’ wa or what he did, but from the look on Marcel’s face, she knew not to say anything of it.
“Look. I’ve got to go, here’s my number.” He handed her a bar napkin with his name and number, “Call me when you want a tour.”
Then he left with his friend Josh, most likely to deal with Klaus.
(Y/N) smiled, she knew it would not be the last time she saw Marcel, no defiantly not.
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Please someone tell this guy to stop seducing me😭✨
Make him stop playing with his fingers on his lips🥵😭✨
Just make him stop messing around … How his movements make him more charismatic and charming and torment my poor heart😭💔
Every day he is more beautiful than the day before🌹✨
“JR Bourne & Daniel Sharman✨ ”
Hold on a minute the trailer was dark half of it was graveyard shots and the ending pretty much said main character death. and none not a single one of the main cast is dead, dying, or mortal wounded by the end of episode 1.
Seriously anyone but Hope and Lizzie and i could take it.
Don’t make us think someone is going to be killed off and then not do it. If i spend weeks in complete fear and terror i want it to be worth it, like TO season 5 and Cassandra Clare books.
y’all…. legacies is doing a MUSICAL EPISODE ABOUT A MUSICAL FOCUSING ON THE TVD STORY and it is airing on my BIRTHDAY and i am actually freaking out!!!!! this is fate!!!!
I could’ve gifed it but i wanted to talk about the way Kol said “:what the bloody hell”. He looked so shocked and afraid, I love it so much.
moodboard: demi demiguy jackson kenner
Welcome back witches! Last night, Legacies returned to us, so let’s get into it.
After the recap, we open up with Raf looking over Hope & Landon, with Landon doing a voiceover. “I’m sad my life has been cut short, but you taught me to live it to the fullest.” LANDON REALLY WAS ABOUT TO SAY ALWAYS & FOREVER.
Alaric addresses the school about moving through the dark times. Alyssa Chang is not being shy about her feelings towards Josie and Hope being absent.
MG has organized the first ever Salvatore School field day…yeah probably won’t go so well. Lizzie tells her dad that she’ll have to revert back to her means girl ways to get everyone to forgive & forget Josie and she’s “just not that person anymore”. However, after Alyssa magically tied Josies laces together, causing her to trip, Lizzie is more than ready to go.
CHAD (his name is Chad, right? Oops, I don’t remember) RESURRECTED THE LADY OF THE LAKE WHICH IS A KING ARTHUR THING I’M GEEKING BYE. Oh my gosh yay, it is Chad.
The Necromancer busts in struggling with Landon who only Rafael can see. Bye Landon is so cute tf how do I go that long without seeing his face.
Let’s get this field day started! WADE GIVES ME LIFE. Lizzie has a plan up her sleeve. She’s challenging Alyssa to be captain so that Josie won’t be alientated. “Yea, she messed up, but you have been messed up your whole life.” Oh hell no, MG told Alyssa that she can choose the game.
Landon refuses to come back in order to prevent the Necromancer from gaining (more) black magic.
Alyssa chose tug of war and is on a team of vampires and werewolves. Lizzie makes Josie the anchor which obviously will not go well. My poor baby Jo gets covered in mud since everyone else dodged out in time.
Josie ends up telling Lizzie and the whole school that she can’t do magic because she put it away. She tells Lizzie she’s making everything worse, just like she used to. The Lady of the Lake comes with Wade, asking for his sword (which is Excalibers). The green knight comes, the sword flies into a stump, and the sky turns red.
Not gonna lie it kinda hurts me that there are people who won’t get the King Arthur references but 🤷🏻♀️
Ew so Jed and Alyssa have some flirtationship. Pedro came back!…and the left again.
Rafael tells the Necromancer that he wants him to put Landon’s spirit in himself. Alaric speaks to Hope, telling her that he knows that she knows about Landon’s situation. Her still being in the sleep spell is delaying coming back and feeling that grief.
Lizzie reminds Alyssa that she is also a killer but at least her parents can’t see what she’s become. Which…yeah Alyssa sucks but my jaw DROPPED. But too far Liz. My Saltzman sisters were working together!
Um, so Chaddy tings the bell and is now with the Necromancer, Raf, & Landon. He’s looking for Hope to come defeat the green knight since she’s typically the one to save the day. Kinda hoping she won’t awaken til after tbh, because it gets kinda annoying that it’s always up to her (in my opinion).
JOSIE SAID OK BOOMER MAYBE IN YOUR TIME. OKAY QUEEN.
“Not exactly how I pictured dying, but what the hell.” MG gives directions for everyone and Josie asks: “Wait what are you gonna do? Something stupid, got it.” WHICH! Kaylee said was her favorite out-of-context line. MG punches the knight in the face which earns a growl? from him.
Raf takes Landon to see Hope.
Super squad is attempting holding the knight down the ropes. Anytime magic is used on him he gets angrier and MG unmasked him which had my eyes widening. Yay! Raf is the worthy one…unLESS ITS ACTUALLY LANDON IN RAF which I’m hoping isn’t the case. He stabs the green night, and blue skies return.
Not Landon giving Hope a non-consensual kiss ✋🏼but as fairy-tales go, she’s awaken.
Josie is going to spend some time with her mom. Handon cuddles and reflects on each other. Raf is such a dork I love him.
Alyssa talks to Chad. He’s going back to the ice cream palace but then like DIES. THE FUCK. Alyssa wonders if the same thing will happen to her since they were linked, but the Necromancer offers her a deal.
See you next week!
summary: in a need of protecting you Kol made you forget him, not knowing if he could ever make you remember
warnings: stalker vibes from Kol, implied smut
word count: 1k
a/n: this is the longest thing i have ever written, it took me four days. Is it possible to be in love with a fic?
“Please don’t do this” Your tears were already rolling down your cheeks at the realization of what was to come.
“I’m sorry, baby, I don’t have a choice” Kol’s hands were sat firmly on your cheeks, wiping away the tears as they came.
“We can fight like we’ve done before” You tried so desperately to offer a solution, just so you wouldn’t forget your one true love, but it was inevitable. “I have to do this, I love you so much, please never forget that”
Kol’s eyes stared back into your own, your hands on top of his and your bodies close together. “When you leave, you will forget all about me, you will forget meeting me and my family, you will forget the world of the supernatural and all of our memories until I say remember. Now go”
You had walked away from Kol, only him seeing your back now. a tear rolled down his cheek at knowing you wouldn’t remember him loving you. “I love you so much” he whispered just before you walked out of the door and into your new life.
2 years later
The music was so loud you thought your ears were going to start bleeding, you felt so uncomfortable at this party that your friends had forced you to go to. also forcing you to wear a black dress that showed a little cleavage, which you hated.
You had your arms crossed over your body as you walked out of the party, catching some boys’ attention but hopefully not your friends, knowing they would drag you back in.
Your hair was blowing back at the slight breeze of the wind as you were walking home, you would send a message to your friends that you felt sick and left, not that they would care.
You fished for the keys that were in your bag, as you pulled them out you felt eyes on you, you did a quick scan of your surroundings but found nothing. You entered the keys into the keyhole, forgetting about your suspicion of someone being nearby.
1 week later
Your first suspicions of someone watching you- only one week ago- seemed accurate. You no longer felt safe anywhere, in your own home or when you went out. Grocery shopping was an outrage now, you had downloaded a fake call app, you could call your friends but they were always busy, pretending to talk to someone gave you a sense of comfort.
You could have gone to the police, but feeling too guilty to do so you decided against it, you were sure they had better things to do than support your suspicions.
Instead, you opted for a night in, your favourite movie and chocolates had called you two hours ago, you obliged.
Now, you were in your comfiest of clothing due to it being a cold night, staring out into the street on your balcony. You felt uncomfortable- just like all those other times- feeling like someone was watching you. Instead of backing down and going inside, you opted to look into the darkness below, it was a very quiet night, not that many people around.
You had almost decided to go inside, but just then your eyes caught sight of a dark silhouette, it was most likely the most stupid mistake you could have made in that situation, but clearly, you weren’t in a right state of mind.
Before you knew it you were rushing out of your apartment, down the stairs, and outside. You weren’t sure what you were hoping for, the person to say sorry, maybe, all you know is that you had a longing to know who this person is.
Your bare feet made contact with the pavement, every step taking your closer to the silhouette that was stood beside the tree across the street. Due to how close you where, you could now tell it was a man, brown hair as what you could see in the darkness, what did unsettle you though was how his back was facing you.
Once you got close enough you decided to make your presence known, it was too late to back out now. “Excuse me, who the hell are you” It was not like you to talk with such distaste, but lately you were just fed up.
The man had slowly started turning around, once you saw his face it made you feel something, you weren’t sure what, but it was certainly something. “I’m sorry, darling. But I’m not sure what you mean” the smirk on his face told you he was lying.
“I don’t care for your games, I just need you to stop following me, you’re making me feel uncomfortable” Once you said those last words something changed in his facial expression, it seemed he cared all of a sudden.
“I’m sorry, darling I never meant for you to feel uncomfortable” He started with a genuine smile, before stepping forward “but can I just do one thing” Your bodies were so close now, despite feeling uncomfortable before, you didn’t feel it now. His hands slowly rose and he placed them on your cheeks, with anybody else you would have pushed them off you and call them a creep, but without meaning to, you got lost in his eyes, the feeling of wanting more bubbling in you.
“You can now remember every memory I took from you” You had blinked once, yet it changed your life. Things were not as they seemed and you wanted to run away from it all but then you realized your one true love was in front of you.
You quickly pulled him in for a hug, his arms sneaking around your waist. “I can’t believe you made me forget” you pulled back from him, your hands on his shoulders and his on your waist, “I am so mad at you” Despite your words saying one thing your tears said another, with Kols to match.
“I’m so mad at me too,” Kol said with nothing but the truth. Needing his love so bad, you brought yourself forward, bringing your lips to his, them melding together like two pieces in a puzzle.
In just a minute you were whisked away with the force of vampire speed, back to your home where you spent all night making passionate love with your boyfriend, not planning to forget anything else anytime soon.