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anancylove · an hour ago
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Paul Wesley | Brother's Bond Bourbon :)
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bonniebirddoesgifs · 2 hours ago
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Caroline Forbes (TVD) - Credit if using
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emikaelsonimagines · 2 hours ago
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It’s You: An Elijah Mikaelson Imagine
Request from @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce​: Ooo! I just thought of a good one! Would you be interested in writing a fic for this request? So, the reader is part of ‘the gang’ and human. When Elijah first comes to Mystic Falls he is instantly drawn to her and admires her from afar and she isn’t really looking for anyone - just trying to stay alive - but they do become friends. When Klaus comes to town, she falls hard and fast for him - probably the whole bad boy immortal hybrid thing - and it hurts her so much to see him smitten with Caroline. She kind of breaks after the whole prom thing in 4x19 of TVD - the dress (it looked like a wedding dress! Come on!) & him allowing Tyler to live but to leave just because Caroline was so happy with her ending for prom. Elijah sees this and comforts her and she realises that who she needs has been right in front of her all along.
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x ​
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It was so you, so typically you. It was just like you to fall for someone you couldn’t have, someone who was so wrong for you in so many ways. It was just like you to fall for the bad boy, but he wasn’t just the bad boy this time around, he was the bad guy.
At least, that was what everyone else thought.
You knew that Klaus Mikaelson was breaking your heart, that he had fallen for someone else, for your friend of all people, but that didn’t stop part of you wanting to see him redeemed, wanting him to look at you the same way he looked at Caroline.
At first, it had been easy to pretend, easy to watch him take more notice of your friend than he did you. It had been easy to pretend that one day he would turn around and he would look at you like you were the most important person in the world.
It had been easy to pretend that he didn’t just see you as his older brother’s friend, Elijah always a source of comfort.
But it was getting harder to find that comfort, especially after prom. Especially when Klaus helped her with the most beautiful of dresses, when he let Tyler leave town just to make her happy.
It was harder to find that comfort when you were sat on your doorstep in a dress you had thought was perfect, alone.
Alone, until he showed up.
Elijah had been watching Y/N all night, watching the way her eyes flew to Caroline, as she overheard what had happened between her and Klaus. Elijah was sure he had seen Y/N’s heart shatter into pieces tonight and there was nothing he wanted more than to stitch it back together.
He had fallen for Y/N the moment he had seen her sat in the corner of the Mystic Grill, nose in a book. It hadn’t taken long for the two of them to become friends, nor had it taken long for Elijah to notice the interest she had taken in his younger brother.
He had known from the start it would only end with her getting hurt and he hated that. He didn’t blame Klaus, the hybrid oblivious to Y/N’s feelings, only himself, for letting it get this far.
He was walking home when he saw her outside her own house, heels discarded on the pavement, her cheeks flushed. Elijah knew then that she had been crying and all he wanted to do was kiss away her tears. He walked over to her, and leaned against the porch frame, looking at her with a sad intrigue. “May I ask why you’re sat here?”
She looked up at him. “Forgot my keys.”
“Ah.” Elijah moved, and took a seat next to her. “Care for some company?”
He didn’t wait for her to answer, giving her a look that he knew she would recognise. A look that would tell her he wasn’t going anywhere.
She smiled a sad smile at him, and in that moment, Elijah thought she had never looked more beautiful.
There was something about being with Elijah that made you want to spill the deepest secrets of your soul. It was the way he had always looked at you, as if he were hanging onto your every word, taking each into his heart and savouring it, keeping it safe from harm.
That was why you couldn’t help it when you leaned into him and cried onto his shoulder. He had always known about your feelings for Klaus, and you relished his silence as you confessed your frustration, your heartbreak.
And then, when you were finished, when you were sure there would be no more tears, Elijah kissed the top of your head, and everything changed.
It was as if a switch had flicked on in your mind, your heart racing faster than it had ever done before at the sight of Elijah. It was a feeling you associated with Klaus, not with the man who was one of your closest friends.
You pulled away from him and looked at him as if you were seeing him for the first time. Elijah. Elijah who had been there for you through everything. Elijah who had never complained. Elijah who had always held your hand when you needed him most.
Elijah who you never thought you would be the one. But yet, here you were, second guessing everything.
“Something wrong, Y/N?”
Elijah hadn’t been able to help himself when he kissed the top of Y/N’s head. It had just happened, as if all his feelings for her had finally bubbled over the surface. And now she was looking at him differently, and he was afraid.
Afraid that she wouldn’t want to be near him anymore.
“It’s you.” Two words, those were all she said. Two words that had Elijah’s undead heart racing, two words that he both understood and didn’t, his hopes and dreams merging with reality.
Y/N continued. “It’s you I’m supposed to be with, isn’t it?” She paused, and looked at him, cupping his cheek with her hand. Elijah’s eyes fluttered closed, having only dreamt of her touching him like this. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
So she had figured it out, Elijah thought. He wasn’t surprised; she was an intelligent woman.
“Only if it’s what you want.”
She leaned up and kissed him, her lips capturing his in a way Elijah had only envisioned in the deepest corners of his mind.
He was the person that had been in front of her all along, waiting for her to come to this very realisation. And as he kissed her back, Elijah Mikaelson knew only one thing.
Y/N Y/L/N was the one for him.
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nmikaelsonimagines · 2 hours ago
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Love Me Dead: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine
Request from Anon: Have you heard the song Love Me Dead by Ludo? I always think of some badass psycho lover of Klaus' being the subject of this song, or this being their song and singing/quoting parts of it at each other. Would love to see what you make of it if it's your cup of tea!x
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 
Want to hear the song? Find a link to it just below:
Love Me Dead
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Love me cancerously Like the salt-sore soaked in the sea High-maintenance means you're a gluttonous queen Narcissistic and mean
Y/N knew she was bad news. She knew that she was a monster, that she was dangerous, that she was something to be feared. She had thought it meant that she would never be loved, and it had never really bothered her. 
But then she had met Klaus, and he had loved her for all of her flaws. He had changed everything, had made her feel less alone, had made her feel like a queen. 
He was the same as her, with his reputation on his shoulders, and he didn’t judge her, embracing a monstrosity that was on par to his. She had never been in love before, but with Klaus, she couldn’t imagine it any other way. Loving him was like a disease, a sickness she would never be cured of, nor did she want to be. 
Here was someone who would bend to her every will without complaint, who wasn’t afraid of her, who smiled when she showed her monstrous side. Klaus Mikaelson was known to be narcissistic, known to be cruel, and she was sucked in by all of it. 
Y/N knew she was bad news, but Klaus was too, and that was why she loved him like she did.
Kill me romantically Fill my soul with vomit then ask me for a piece of gum Bitter and dumb, you're my sugarplum You're awful, I love you
Klaus looked down at Y/N from his position on the balcony. She was his excuse to have fun, his lapse into the savagery that he was renowned for. He was so used to being the bad influence, but this time it was her that gained the title. 
And as much as he told himself that she was a bad idea, he couldn’t stop himself from loving her. She was terrible, awful, a monster. A monster like him, and for the first time in a long time, she made him feel less alone. 
Y/N looked up at him, a signature smirk on her face. She was waiting for someone, an old enemy who had wronged her in the past now in the city. Klaus knew there was bound to be a bloodbath, and the devilish part of him looked forward to it, knew she was too. 
That was the thing about Y/N - she made him feel like he was harbouring a disease, the darkest parts of his soul coming out to play. But then, after, she would wrap her arms around his waist and kiss him gently, her lips addictive like sugar. 
A noise from outside drew his attention, and Klaus looked to see what it was.
She moves through moonbeams slowly She knows just how to hold me And when her edges soften Her body is my coffin
Y/N knew Klaus was watching her, waiting for the moment when she would need him. It had always been entertaining to see the expressions of her enemies when they realised they had lost; it was even more so when they realised she had Niklaus Mikaelson by her side. 
Her latest victim’s eyes widened as he looked up at the man on the balcony, the hybrid who would undoubtedly be his end. Klaus Mikaelson, Y/N’s boyfriend who would show his monstrous nature for her, who would embrace her own like it was the most important thing in the world. 
And then, at night, when it was just the two of them, tangled in bedsheets, he would thread his hand through her hair as she laid in his arms. It was those moments when the monsters would go back to hiding under the bed, and the part of her soul that was still human would resurface. 
It was those moments when Klaus would kiss her gently, and she could just feel normal. He would do anything for her, she knew that, and she knew that, in the end, he would be the death of her. His devotion to her was unexplainable, and it was something she would never get used to - that feeling of love. 
She smiled when Klaus came down from the balcony, his teeth buried in her enemy’s neck.
I know she drains me slowly She wears me down to bones in bed Must be the sign on my head, it says: "Oh, love me dead!" Love me dead!
It was Y/N’s smile that made Klaus certain of one thing, and one thing only. 
It was the way she looked at him after he killed her enemy, as if he were a wonder known only to her. It was the way he couldn’t resist smiling back, the sadistic part of his soul drowning the more humane parts of him. It bubbled up to the surface, and he knew that eventually, the way that Y/N made him feel would drain him of everything that had made him human. 
But he couldn’t tear himself away from her, couldn’t tear himself away from the woman who was just like him, who was willing to share his bed without feeling fear, who wore him down until he couldn’t resist her anymore. 
It was the way she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, fire raging through his bones as he lost himself in her. Klaus knew she was bad news, knew she was a monster, knew she made him savage, knew that in the end, she would be his downfall. But the more time he spent with her, the more he didn’t care. 
It only made him certain of one thing and one thing only. 
That he loved her.
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kiss-my-freckle · 5 hours ago
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No one tells me how I live my life. No one tells me who I love. Especially not some vindictive prehistoric witch. And definitely not the universe. And I'm not gonna let someone else's idea of destiny stop me from loving you or being with you or building a future with you. Because you are my life.
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ghost-spidey · 7 hours ago
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im gonna say this only once, the only good thing about this fucked up show are the songs
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divinekindred · 9 hours ago
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Let’s give a shoutout to our The Vampire Diaries writers. Be sure to check them out!
@bloodofdivinity
@neuroticbombshell
@of-wooden-nickels
@unwanteddopplegangerlife
@diversekol
@bourbonmiseries
@gentlegriefs
- Dionysus
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shelbbswrites · 13 hours ago
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This episode (though one of four wrapping up Season 3) serves as an exciting season premiere with great character moments.
MaliLandon is exactly what Legacies needs, and Aria Shahghasemi knocks the role out of the park.
Read my review for Fangirlish!
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nbvethbrenatto · 14 hours ago
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moodboard: janna (bigenderflux jeremy x agender anna)
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greeenbriar · 15 hours ago
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i followed a lot of new blogs and now i’m seeing a lot of tvd on my dash and it’s making me feel sooo nostalgic like this used to be a tvd blog literally a decade ago and it’s making me wanna rewatch the whole thing now 
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bonniebirddoesgifs · 6 hours ago
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Caroline Forbes (TVD) - Credit if using
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fictionxlover · 21 hours ago
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Tyler vampire diaries
i didn't mind him on tvd. he wasn't my top favs but i felt he deserved a better ending. also, i think the hate he gets when it comes to klaus/caroline is bit overdramatic. he had every right to hate klaus and he had every right to hate caroline for sleeping with the man who killed his mama and tortured him.
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teen--marvel · 22 hours ago
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I DONT LIKE SYBIL
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kiss-my-freckle · 7 hours ago
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ghost-spidey · 21 hours ago
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"This couldn't get any creepier"
Bitch ur literally a 500 yr old vampire appearing out of nowhere in most episodes. You are creepy ffs and p sure you have already seen creepier
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seaweedbrainrot · a day ago
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lit meme: [5/10] books or series -> these violent delights by chloe gong
you know me. running around. living life. committing arson.
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ao3feed-bamon · a day ago
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Follow Friday: Follow ao3feed-bamon for various Damon/Bonnie tagged fanworks from around the web.
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