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Crushes - Kol Mikaelson

Kol x reader

Rebekah x friend!reader

Warnings:  yelling, embarrassment, compulsion, a little angst

Word count: 2417

Authors note: ( y/f/n = your/friend’s/name ), this was supposed to be based off of  request but it took a different turn, i am proud of it though. This was only 13 pages on paper and it became 16 on the computer ( i added stuff ;) ). i choose Greece because i love the show “Xena warrior princess”. i was thinking about choosing Russia  because I’ve been watching “Arrow” and i love his Russian friend from the island he’s funny. (p.s send in requests please)

Summary: Rebekah wants to know who your crush is but you lie and say no one but then Kol walks in and you cant lie to him son you shut up , later Kol wants to know to when you dein him he has to take drastic measures that he ends up regretting.

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Originally posted by sociopathic-winchester


Readers p.o.v

“No, Rebekah stop asking please.” I begged

 “Come on y/n, just admit to me who you like and I won’t have to ask. To think we have been friends for hundreds of centuries and you won’t tell me”.

 I plopped myself down on the couch and looked at her. “ I want to Rebekah but, problem is I don’t like anymore-”.

 “What did I miss” Kol said sitting down next to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulders. Which maybe my cheeks turn red, I could feel it.

 Rebekah glared at Kol for interrupting me. “Y/n was just about to explain why-”

 “About to explain why I can’t stay for movie night” I cut her off.

 Kol looked at me shocked that I would miss a movie night with him and Bekah. While Bekah was looking at me skeptically, looking at my cheeks and kol and me.

 “And why not” she asked crossing her arms across her chest, giving me a smug look.

 “I-I” I looked at her and looking at her and I knew she figured it out. I hate the fact that she knows, because now she’s gonna want to talk to me about it.

 “You have to stay! You can’t miss out on this, we have been doing it since movies came out on film rolls!” Kol said

 I turned to Kol  I couldn’t lie to Kol. Even if I wanted to.

 I love him, not just did I like someone I loved someone and that was Kol Mikaelson. I have since Klaus un-daggered him A century after I met Rebekah, Klaus, and Elijah.

 I turned my head to look at Kol and he looked between disappointed, sad, and shocked.

 “Please, darling” he said. While stroking my hair.

 “You know what, it’s nothing I can’t do tomorrow”

 Kol’s face lit up. His arm was starting to get a little warm around my shoulders, I had to get up or I would start to get extra comfortable.

 “Well then, now that that’s settled. Who’s gonna make popcorn-” Kol started to say but I cut him off, this was my chance.

 “I-I will. I mean, I should go make the popcorn, uh yeah.” I got up quickly and headed to the kitchen.

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After the first movie I volunteered to make more popcorn and get more drinks, although as I got up Kol linked our hands and started to drag me out of the room.

 “Wha-”

 “I’m gonna help you, come on” he said cutting me off. I looked back at Bekah, she just shrugged clueless as me as to his behavior.

 As Kol dragged me into the kitchen and looked at me.

 “Ok look I know when you lie I can hear your undead heartbeat skip. You didn’t have anything to do instead of this, that was a lie. I want to know why you were so nervous before I walked in darling”

 I pulled my hand from his. I can’t tell him, if I tell him it will ruin everything. Plus how can he like or even love me the same way. I can’t let him know, then the last 800 years of friendship would be for nothing.

 “I don’t know what your talking about, come on let’s just make more popcorn “ I said turning around to get more popcorn out of the cabinet.

 “Sweetheart don’t make me have to compel it out of you” he said grabbing both my wrist, turning me around. “Please …  darling don’t make me.”

 “Kol nothing was said, even if something was said Kol it would be between me and Rebekah. I know this is hard for you to understand but not everything is your business.” I said trying to turn around.

 “Fine darling you give me no choice.” He grabbed my chin and looked me in the eyes “what were you and my sister talking about before I walked in?”

 We were talking about crushes. She wanted to know who I liked” I said almost like  robot.

 “And what did you tell her?” He compelled me again. I have a feeling he’s gonna do that a lot in the next few minutes.

 “I told her that I didn’t like anyone”

 “Is that the truth?” He asked.

 “No” I swallowed hoping he won’t ask what I think he will.

 “Then tell me darling, who do you like so much that you were gonna skip out on movie night for? Hmm”

 “You. The person I like, love and have a crush on is you. I stopped talking so you wouldn’t ask. I can’t lie to you, that’s why I go around avoiding saying who I like.” As I finished my last statement I didn’t know how to feel angry that he actually compelled me, shocked about it to. But I was for certain embarrassed to hell and back. I can’t believe he did that, that he knows how much I like him, that he knows at all.

 “Y/n-” he started but I cut him off I pulled my wrist out of his grip. I jerked my chin out of his grip to.

 “I-I  have to go.” I said in a hurry to get out of the kitchen. I walked over into the room we set up the movies in. I grabbed my jacket, and started to put it on.

 “Where are you going, I thought you were gonna stay?” Bekah asked.

 “I have to go, I’m sorry Bekah” I said walking out of the room and Rebekah following me.

 “Y/n, you don’t have to go …” Kol said he looked sad when he saw I had I had put my jacket on.

 “I’ll see you guys later, I’m-m s-sorry” I stuttered, and with that I left.

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Kol’s p.o.v

“Ok Kol what did you do to make her leave?!” Rebekah yelled.

 “I-I compelled her to tell me what you guys were talking about before I walked in. I … made her tell me who her crush was, who she liked.” I said still in shock.

 “Who, come on Kol tell me, who?!” Rebekah yelled excitedly.

 “Me. She likes me, has a crush on me.” We looked at each other I couldn’t believe it.

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I sat in my room holding my head in my hands. “She likes me. She has a crush on me. How could I not see it. How could I not for 800 years see it! I didn’t think that would be her answer, or that her and Rebekah were talking about that. I would have been disappointed if it wasn’t me, to be honest. I have had a crush on her since Klaus has un-daggered me, since the first time I met her. The only reason I was so shocked and just stood there after she said it was me because I didn’t think she would ever like me back. Let alone love me back. I thought ya know if she said someones elses name (besides mine) I could tease her about it and then kill the guy later. But the fact that she said my name shocked me so much that I was to shocked to stop her from leaving.  Now she’s gone.” I was brought out of my rant to myself, when Rebekah knocked on my my door entering.

 “Come on Kol, it can’t be that much of a shock. You two have always been super close and flirty, did you really think that there weren’t any real feelings behind it at all.” she said more as a statement then a question.

 “That’s the thing, to me it was never just just playful flirting … I have liked, no loved her since the moment we met. I just never said anything because of Klaus and he daggers. I couldn’t put her in that situation.” I told her.

 “Then go tell her how you feel. She ran out of here in pure embarrassment. You shouldn’t have compelled her!” she yelled the last part.

 “I know, I know  … it was wrong I just had to know. I hate that I compelled her I shouldn’t have done it” I said shaking my head and burying it in between my knees.

 Suddenly I felt a hand on my shoulder I looked up to my side at Rebekah.

 “Then go talk to her before it’s too late.” she said with sympathy.

 “Bekah-” I started.

 She cut me off “Try! … at least try” she said the last part softer.

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Readers p.o.v

I started to pack clothes into my duffel bag as soon as I got back. I spent almost an hour crying and walking around the square.

Y/F/N: Hey, I booked your flight.

 

Y/N: thxks for buying the ticket.

 

Y/F/N: Tell me again why you transferred money to my account to buy you a plane ticket?

 

Y/N: Because I need to get out of here for awhile and if I bought it then the Mikaelsons would be able to track where I went and that would defeat the purpose of being alone.

 

Y/F/N: Ok, I understand that. But why what happened exactly?

 

Y/N: Kol compelled me to tell him who I ike. He found out it was him and well you know he doesn’t like me that way so he just stood there, I left and now I need to get away for awhile.

 

Y/F/N: He could like you the same maybe he was just in shock. But I agree you need a little VK and he had no right to do what he did.

 

Y/N: thank you again for doing this.

 

Y/F/N: No problem

I put my phone in my pocket, grabbed my bag and turned off the lights with that I locked the door and left.

 As I got in the cab I said “Airport please” looking out the window at the night sky.

 I know some people would consider this running from my problems. But I’m not, I just need sometime to recover from being so embarrassed and possibly just lose one of the best friendships I’ve ever had. I just need to cool down from everything.

 So Greece  here I come …

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Kol’s p.o.v

Once I got to her place I noticed the lights were off in her place, and I didn’t hear anything so I went around to the side and jumped up to the balcony and wedged open the window. I walked into the kitchen then the living room, I noticed that her closer was left open and half her clothes were gone and some jewelry is gone to.

 Great she left to god knows where I’m too late.

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“Did you talk to her?” Rebekah asked.

 “No, I didn’t. Because she wasn’t there, she’s gone I didn’t know where … but she’s gone”

 “All her stuff-”

 “No … not all of it” I said

 “Well she probably needs space. Just give her time and space she’ll come back” she said, then left to her room for the night.

 I nodded, god I missed up.

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“She’s back you know” Rebekah said leaning against the door frame to my room.

 I looked up at her “I have to go talk to her” I said, as I grabbed my jacket and left.

 “ you better come back with her as your girlfriend!” Rebekah yelled as I headed out of the compound.

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Readers p.o.v

I was unpacking from my 2 weeks in Greece. It was nice getting away for awhile. I suddenly heard a knock on my door. When I opened it I was shocked to see Kol.I mean I knew he would come over but I didn’t think this soon.

 “Ummm, hi” I said shyly.

 “Hi … can I come in, I know that’s asking a lot but I want to explain everything” he said in one breath.

 I nodded, and opened the door more and moved to the side.

 “Sooo  … where’d you go?” he asked

 “Greece. I needed space for a bit.” I answered.

 “You always liked it there. I checked your bank account it didn’t say anything about a plane ticket being bought.”

 “ yeah i had y/f/n but it so you couldn’t track me. I have known you for a very long time Kol, I know how you think.” I said with a smirk.

 He smiled “ yeah you do … better than anyone.”

 After some time awkward silence you decided to break it “ you said you wanted to explain” I stated.

 “Ah yes, look I imagine that you left to take some time because of what you said and what I did. The reason I didn’t stop you from leaving the kitchen is because I was shocked, darling-”

 “I could tell” you interrupted

 “I was shocked you could like me, love me like I love you.” he rushed out.

 I looked at him shocked. He has liked even loved me back!.

 “You love me back? Why did you not say anything to stop me from leaving the compound?!” I wanted to yell at him louder but I do have neighbors.

 “I was scared darling. Happy I was scared” he said

 “I love you Kol.” I said walking up to him and cupping his cheeks “and that, is never going to change.”

 “I’m all in darling. All in, be mine let’s spend the rest of eternity  together” he said smiling.

 “Absobloodylutely” I said smirking.

 “Good cause  I have wanted you to be mine since we met … and Bekah told me not to come back unless I make you my girlfriend.” we both laughed.

 After that me and Kol never kept anything from each other again and Rebekah was happy to say the least when we came back to the compound together.

He Hates Me *A Klaroline Drabble*

A/N : Hi guys this is a drabble for my loveliest friend Jess’s birthday @jesskatethings , sorry I’m two days late but wifi issues are the bane of my existence. I hope you like it. 

 

Rated M for language , slightly anti-kla//mille.

HE HATES ME


“Oh god he hates me.” Caroline grumbled taking a seat on a barstool in the Mikaelson bar beside Kol while Rebekah moped the counters.

“Who hates you?” Kol asked and Rebekah ignored her.

“I’m talking about Klaus.”

“Forget Klaus. The man is grumpy as hell why don’t you go for a Mikaelson who will treat you like a queen.”

“I don’t know Elijah is a huge bore.” she feigned innocence.

“Come on blondiepie you know I’m talking about myself. One date honey just one.” he insisted.

“You were still in your mother’s womb when I was stealing Klaus’s lunch. It’s creepy, Kol.”

“Actually I was still in my dad’s balls but age doth no matter I shall love and protect thee with all my heart.” he stated with one hand over his heart and other extended towards Caroline.

She made a disgusted face shoved his hand away and addressed Rebekah, “How long are you gonna avoid me Bekah. I have been back for more than a week now.”

“Kol can you tell the woman sitting beside you that I am busy right now and I have no time for traitors.” Kol smirked and Caroline rolled her eyes at Rebekah’s over dramatic monologue.

“Beks I am sitting right here.”

“Kol tell her or no free beer for you.”

“Caroline Rebekah doesn’t want to see you since you left for cooking school in France five years ago and how dare you go away to follow your dreams.”

“You nincompoop thats not the reason I am mad at her.”

“Then why are you mad at me?” Caroline got up and blocked her path.

“You didn’t even bother to remain in touch. I called you several times and you just flat out ignored me. And now you come back all ready to open your fancy bakers shop and you expect everything to be okay.” Rebekah ranted.

“I’m sorry. I did try to keep in touch initially but culinary school was expensive even with the scholarship. And wifi and international calls cost a fortune. I did send postcards.” Caroline tried to explain her reasons for not being able to stay in touch.

“Only on christmas. You didn’t even have the decency to remember your best friends birthday.” Rebekah quipped somewhat softening.

“You know how it was for me. This was my only chance to make something of myself. I didn’t have money like you guys nor did I have parents who believed in me. It was important for me to prove myself. I could never forget you Beky. I am so sorry. Please forgive.” Caroline curled her bottom lip making a baby face.

“Put that baby face away. I’ll forgive you only if I get a lifetime supply of chocolate chip brownies with coconut frosting.”

“Ten years.” Caroline bargained.

“Fine I give in just because I am feeling generous.” Rebekah replied. Then Caroline stretched her arms out wide, “Hug?”

“Ughh. The things I do just because I have a soft heart.” Rebekah teased and hugged her childhood bestfriend.

“You totally do.” Caroline remarked and Kol hugged them both tightly, “Cool group hug.”

“Sod off Kol.” they yelled together and pushed him away.

He smirked and sat at the barstool.

Rebekah moved behind the bar and Caroline sat beside Kol.

“If only Klaus would forgive me this easily. He literally changes lanes when he sees me. Avoids me like I am a plague infested rat.” Caroline said wistfulness coloring her voice. There was a time he couldn’t bear to be away from her and now he couldn’t bear the sight of her. From kiddie pool to high school sweethearts, everyone had assumed that one day Klaus and Caroline would grow up and marry each other but assumptions sometimes turned wrong. Caroline had moved away to culinary school and Klaus had married someone else.

“Of course he hates you. He is sexually frustrated because his wife turned his hardware into software and the last time he was able to plug his joystick in a panel it was yours.” Rebekah commented and Caroline choked on the water she had just taken a sip of. Kol thumped her back.

“She is right. His stick got no joy from Camille.”

“You two do realize that you are talking about your brother’s … uh…” Caroline felt a bit awkward completing her sentence.

“Penis.” Rebekah supplied.

“Schwantz.” Kol added at the same time.

“Eww you guys are so indecent.” Caroline chastised.

“Would you prefer sophisticated names like manhood since your holier than thou-ness is back from Europe?” Rebekah sarcastically added.

“Oooo. I got one member.” then he nodded at Caroline.

“I would prefer no names at all. Okay. And I would actually prefer if you guys helped me with this Klaus situation. I am back for good and he can’t avoid me forever.”

“I’ll help you. Since I always wanted you to be my sister-in-law and now that Camille is out of the way thanks to Nik finally seeing the light and getting a divorce we can start on mission Klaroline Reunion.”

“A what reunion now?” Caroline asked.

“Klaroline. Mash up name for you and Nik.”

“Koroline would be sexier.” Kol commented.

Caroline cupped his face like a baby’s with one hand and blew a kiss. “Oh sweetie I’m tempted but my joystick isn’t.” and had Rebekah laugh.

Just then Klaus came in. The first thing he saw was Caroline, still the same, world’s most ravishing woman for him, blow a kiss to his younger brother. The stoic expression of his face turned to a scowl. That’s when she looked at him. Sitting more than twenty feet away she still managed to affect him, his felt his heart in his throat when her gaze found his. She gave him a tiny cautious smile and he felt familiar poignant stirrings in his heart and of course his pants. It miffed him that even after all these years and her leaving him without a backward glance he was attracted to her, how pathetic was he? He looked through her pretending he didn’t see her lovely smile and walked away to the pantry.

Caroline had witnessed the emotion flicker on Klaus’s face, longing and desire but maybe she wanted to see that because she was still desperately in love with him. Though they had relieved each other of the commitment they had during the time they had begun dating she was still sour over the fact that he had moved on and that too so soon. Just a few years after her move she had found out that he was dating someone named Camille. Camille, what kind of name was Camille anyway she thought over the rush anger when Klaus again pretended to be unaware of her existence. Oh no he didn’t she put her mental and literal foot down and followed him to the pantry excusing herself from Rebekah and Kol.

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She slammed the door to the pantry to alert him to her presence although she freaking didn’t need to since her flowery scent preceded her.

Klaus turned and gave her a nonchalant lift of an eyebrow. It incited her anger even more.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” she almost yelled and twisted the lock beneath the door knob.

“No wait.” he muttered trying to prevent her from doing that but then gave a long suffering sigh when Caroline didn’t stop.

“Wait what? This time you don’t go anywhere until I have  made myself clear.”

“I won’t be able to leave even if I wanted.” he said under his breath. God she was even lovelier since the last time he had seen.

Caroline didn’t hear him. “How long do you plan to keep this up?”

“Keep what up?”

“You acting like you don’t know me.”

“As long as you are here.” he replied and saw hurt flash on her face. It gutted him but he stubbornly stood where he was even though he wanted to take her in his arms and take away that hurt.

“So for the rest of my life then. Great!” she crossed her arms and looked like she was about to leave.

He stalled her , “What do you mean?”

“I”m here for good. I do not plan to leave again.”

“Well that’s fantastic.” he snarked.

“Clearly not for you.” she bit out. Dammit his eyes were still the colour of a violent sea perhaps reflecting his inner tumult. Klaus had always been so intense and she had always been a sucker for his complexities and his passion.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means what it says. Don’t you dare pretend that you don’t know what I’m talking about. You hate me.”

“Caroline..” he could see how badly she was hurting and felt like an arse for making her feel that way.

“No. Do not interrupt me. I know you hate me but you have no right or reason to do that. You said you were happy for me when I got into culinary school and you told me you would let me go so I can follow my dreams. But you didn’t mean that did you? You resent me for leaving. I wanted to be with you I was ready to do that long distance thing but you’re the one who broke up with me before I left saying that I needed to focus on my career and …” her voice louder than normal.

“Just a second. I never resented you for following your dreams. I have always wanted you to be happy. I would never hate you for that.” his voice matched his.

“Really. Is that why you can not stand the sight of me and avoid me like I’m the grim reaper after your soul? Admit it. Admit that even though you acted like you were fine with me leaving you, you weren’t. You were a selfish asshole who just pretended to be okay with it and now you are punishing me for that.”

“How can you say that? We were best friends before we were anything else. I have always wanted and wished you to have the best of everything.” his yelled back feeling hurt that she would think that he was selfish. Maybe he was in his interactions with everyone else but never with her. She was the only person in the world that inspired selflessness in him.

“Then why are you acting like a jerk to me? I left you alone Klaus when you decided to get married last year because it was too much for me. I have never done anything to sabotage your happiness. I ….” Caroline’s ire escalated.

“That’s the problem Caroline. You left me alone. We were best friends and you didn’t even bother to show up at my wedding. You left me without a backward glance. I let you go but that didn’t mean I didn’t need my best friend.” he interrupted her in a quiet voice.

Her heart ached. How could he have expected her to be his friend after he had decided to spend his life with someone else.

She realized it was pointless to pursue this matter. It was better if they stayed away from each other.

“Are you insane? How could I have shown up at a wedding to watch the man I love marry another woman. I am not that strong Klaus. I think it’s better if we stayed out of each other’s way. You can avoid me all you want but be subtle about it at least. I can…”

“I didn’t hate you for leaving. I hated you for not asking me to leave with you.” he murmured she couldn’t be more shocked.

“What?”

“I would’ve gone to hell with you if you had asked and I’d have been happy with it because you’re my heaven. I was only with Camille to convince myself i could get over you but i was wrong. We both married each other for the wrong reasons so it didn’t even last for a few months. It was over months before we actually got a divorce. ” he whispered taking a step towards her and she was suddenly very aware of the small size of the pantry and how hot the air was getting inside it.

“I couldn’t ask that of you, Klaus. You had just been accepted to the most prestigious Art School. I couldn’t take that from you. I loved you.”

Maybe she had been feeling courageous to confront him propelled by all the rage and adrenaline earlier but it seemed to have left her the moment he had told her he would’ve left with her and she was his heaven. Poetic arshole always had a way with words and it always made her go jello in the knees. Her heart began thudding when he backed her into a wall.

“Loved?” he asked.

“Yeah. I mean of course… I mean you know..we together.. for a year.” Caroline was nervous now. He had his hands flat on the wall on either side of her head.

He had the urge to check if her mouth still tasted of sugar coated berries. She was fiend for those things.

“And now?” he leaned his head closer and nuzzled her neck when he saw desire and some other pure emotion cloud her eyes.

“What do … you… want… me to say?” she breathed when he licked the pulse at the base of her throat.

“Rebekah thinks you came back because I got a divorce. She listed a number of points to support her theory yesterday evening.”

“She did?” She loved it when pressed light kisses over her jaw.

“Mmhmm.” Her skin still tasted the same. “She also thinks we need to have to sex asap so we can stop affecting other people with the weird sexual rays we emit every time we are in the same room.”

“Okay.” she mumbled and he kissed her then. Her taste was the same, a flavor that he had been addicted to. Kissing her desperately he pulled her in his arms needing a fix for his addiction. Her hands fisted over his back her nails dug in his muscles. It spurred him he lifted her tucking her around his waist. Her mouth open slightly as if surprised by the evidence of his desire and he laughed against her mouth. His hands sneaked under shirt massaging her breasts.

She needed to talk to him before it got out hand Caroline thought fighting against the onslaught of desire burning through her veins

“Nik.” she stated once and when her voice didn’t register she held his face in her hands.

“What are we doing?” she asked and Klaus smiled. Then he kissed her softly and replied, “What do you think?”

The potency of emotion she saw in his eyes shook her. She could see he still loved her.

“Rebekah is right. I came back when I heard about your divorce hoping..” she couldn’t complete her sentence when he crashed his lips to hers. After a few toe curling seconds he prompted, “Hoping?”

“Hoping you’ll be easy pickings.” she teased.

“Really? So you think I’m easy pickings?”

“Totally.” she answered and he laughed.

“Well even if I weren’t I couldn’t stop you from ravishing me. The lock is faulty. Thus I think I might as well be a good sport and surrender my virtue.” he kissed her again and she felt the bulge in his pants getting harder.

“You totally should. I still love you and Klaus I know I always will. You’re it for me. Have always been from the day when you punched Jesse for me for throwing a frog at me in sixth grade.” she bit her lip.

“You’ve been the one for me from the day you stole my lunch in third grade and blamed it on Rebekah.” Klaus placed kiss over her forehead. “I love you Caroline Forbes.”

They smiled and were about to kiss again when a note slid under the door. Klaus let Caroline go and picked it up.

“It says Happy Sexing my darlings. Pantry sex is the best. Ps Caroline make it fifteen years of brownies for blaming me for stealing Nik’s lunch. And Oh Nik I’m taking your Italian scotch for knowing about it and still getting me punished.

Love Rebekah.”

Then a packet slid under the door with a paper wrapped around it.

Klaus lifted it too, unwrapped the paper and saw it was a condom. There was something scribbled on the paper. Caroline took it and read it.

“For heaven’s sake Nik. Next time buy a condom first. Don’t check your wallet I stole that one months ago.

Ps Caroline if his system is broken you know where to find me.

*winky face* Kol”

They both laughed and then proceeded to put the borrowed condom to good use.

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Operation “Bad Puppy”

Group/Member: BTS/Taehyung

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 719 

Summary: “Stuffed animal Tae gets more attention than me, human boyfriend Tae!!”

Requested: Yep! Anon said “Aw can I request a Taehyung fic where his gf always cuddles with a puppy plush he have her but he starts getting jealous of it so he hides it and just a lot of fluff? Thanks!”

Author’s Note: It’s yo girl Bekah back at it again with another request! Fluff is my forte (in my opinion at least lmao) so expect a lot of it!! Hope you like it!! :)

- Admin Bekah

Originally posted by bwihob

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on season 2 she was there for everyone, kolvina happened, and i think the reason why she liked him so much was because he didn’t try to use or lie to her about his intentions (after she knew who he was) when he wanted something he asked, simple, unlike his “noble” brother who used her to unlink hayley and never looked back, and his other brother who murdered her childhood friend.

davina is very known for one thing, once you’ll be nice to her, whether respect her, don’t betray her or just help her you’ll earn her love and respect and she will do anything for you, we saw it with marcel, with josh, with hayley, with cami, with kol, even with ariane the girl she barely knew and showed her like 2 seconds of kindness she repaid that

she’s one of the rare characters on the show, who were brought as their own independant character who weren’t there just for shipping (like cami )

davina is fearless, she doesn’t know any limits, she has power and uses it whenever she has to, she faces whoever threatens her friends, and makes dangerous decisions for it, she brought back mikael to save josh, she broke klaus’s sireline to bring back kol, she tried to be a good regent and stop the sacrifice rituals when she was 18, she did it for months, yes she made a mistake by ordering a murder that accidentally ended up in a massacre, but in this show when we root for 1000 years old psycho killers i don’t think it was that horrible (also that woman was a raging bitch and deserves to rot in hell sorry I really hate her, she wants to make davina pay by making kol kill innocent people? that was the stupidest revenge plan ever)

So after all davina did, in 3 season, they not only paused any independant storyline since 2x14 and made bringing back kol her only purpose on the show, sshe could’ve had the sister’s coven storyline “the price davina had to pay …. remember?” but they were all killed, that was such a waste, and when she finally does bring him back (finally)

—————spoiler alert —————-

he will just kill her (we don’t know yet but i don’t think it will be himself, more like the ancestors taking full control)

what does that mean? her only purpose on this stupid excuse for a show is to bring back kol, and once she’s done she has no other purpose and dies? how is that fair? in kolvina it was always like “how to save kol” (although the writers didn’t treat him any better but it’s not my point) how about what davina wants? does she want to study ? what are her hopes and dreams? what is the future she’s planning for herself? will she get a job? so many questions that never mattered to the writers because ever since season 2 all that mattered in the kolvina relationship was kol, and how to either save him, defend him or bring him back

don’t get me wrong, it’s not hate towards kol, it’s the writers who only cared about the male side of the ship

and after all she went through, we were expecting to see more of her, see what she acomplishes that doesn’t have to revolve around her love interest, we wanted to see her live, enjoy life, because no matter what she deserves it, but nstead the writers just deny her that and once she has served her purpose (bring back kol) needs to die (and he’s one of the reasons why)

Davina Claire Deserves so much better than this

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which leads to this second point, the writer’s obcession  with making everything about ships sometimes just makes both characters codependant and can’t live without each other

—– this will be about how killing davina after all she did fore kol is a terrible idea that not only makes us lose an amazing strong female, but will also kilda ruin kol—————- (I’m not making her death about him, or don’t want her to die bcause of him, just showing how the writers should write in a way that allows ther characters to move on from their love interests once the story is done and there is no other way———

why was davina the one to bring him back and go that far for him, it was great but their relationship wasn’t that serious back when he died to make her do all that, on a show about family, it would’ve been far better if the show focused on the family aspect, showed how the family helps bekah bring him back,since davina didn’t have to hold the spell all rebekah had to do was allow freya into her mind, show her the spell and after the strix getting klaus’s sireline undone freya will use the nexus vorti and kol would’ve been back

and in that way both character could still be in their ship, but without having to completely lose their mind if either of them dies, and they could greive a little and try to move on, the way the writers put it just puts kol in an impossible situatuon

either he mourns her as long as she did, and try to bring her back even if the way she dies there is no coming back for that (i would be more than happy if there is :) )

or he goes on full psycho and kills everyhting that moves, that would just dishonor her memory

both those are worst case senario

option 3 is the least bad, but not good either, he’ll greive and then move on, there could be a time jump so that the audience skips the sad parts, but that wouldn’t be enough because she went so far for him and for so long she deserves to be fought for harder

in every way, kol won’t be an interesting character, such a shame, his fandom fought 3 years to bring him back only to see him mourn, die, suffer, get ooc sometimes, recast, and mourn his girlfriend we deserved better too

Arrangement || Klaroline

#25daysofklaroline Day 19 - Human Klaus Time

Rebekah found her crying near the falls. 

“Caroline,” she called. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you, you weren’t at your normal chores.”

Caroline had hastily wiped at her face, but the sniffles and blotchy redness were enough for Rebekah. “What happened,” she asked worriedly, looking over her friend for any evidence of harm. “Did someone hurt you?”

“Not physically,” Caroline muttered, still trying to prevent tears from falling. “My father brought me a marriage proposal, one that he will not allow me to refuse.”

“Well, that’s not so bad,” Rebekah said, wondering at the despair in her friend’s face. “We had both been waiting to find husbands and build our families together. I don’t even know who you would refuse, unless it’s that clod Alexander. Even then, he’s quite handsome.”

“Bekah,” Caroline sighed, shaking her head. “I can’t.”

“You can’t what,” Rebekah asked. “Tell me?”

The offense so clear on Rebekah’s face almost drew a laugh from Caroline, until the predicament she was in came back to the forefront. “I can’t accept a husband that doesn’t truly want me,” she answered.

Rebekah just scoffed. “That’s ridiculous, there’s not a man in this village who wouldn’t be honored to have such a beautiful wife.”

“Not even Niklaus,” Caroline asked in a whisper, tears flooding her eyes again. “He told us just yesterday of his plans to offer for Tatia.”

“That wench deserves neither of my brothers, nor the way they dote over her,” Rebekah scowled before she realized what Caroline had just admitted. Placing a hand on her friend’s back, she couldn’t hide her surprise. “Your father wants you to wed Nik?”

“Mikael was quite adamant in the offer, or so my father told me,” Caroline explained.

“But,” Rebekah cried, excitement starting to fill her, “that would mean we could be sisters! Caroline, it’s everything we ever wanted!”

“Except in our dreams,” Caroline pointed out, “we both had husbands who loved us dearly. If this marriage comes to pass, I won’t have that.”

“Caroline-”

“Please, Bekah,” she pleaded, looking back to the water. “I just need some time. I promise, I’ll be back for dinner.”

Rebekah sighed, clasping a hand around Caroline’s clenched hands. “It will be okay, Caroline,” she whispered. “I just know it.” Standing up, she took her leave and sent a prayer that she hadn’t just lied to her dearest friend.


Dinner was a disaster for Rebekah. Elijah was triumphant, finally able to announce a betrothal to Tatia he had arranged with his father’s help. Klaus looked morose, though he also should have been celebrating an engagement.

She supposed she should have some comfort in the fact that Caroline had feigned ill, her mother taking back a bowl of stew for her. 

“Honestly, you’re being ridiculous,” Rebekah burst out, unable to contain her ire any longer. Klaus looked up, shocked at the interruption to his brooding.

“Is it really so ridiculous to be upset when your own brother proposes to your intended first?” Klaus saw the betrayal doubly so, considering how close he and Elijah were.

“Yes, when you have your own fiancee in tears at the prospect of marrying you because you’re too broken up over some harpy playing with you and our brother,” Rebekah spat, tired of his whining.

Klaus’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “What are you talking about?”

Rebekah opened her mouth to yell some more, but Klaus wasn’t that good of an actor. “You truly don’t know,” she said, both put out at her father’s scheming and relieved that Klaus wasn’t a complete dunce. “Father has proposed an agreement for Caroline’s hand, and William is likely to accept.”

“Caroline told you this,” Klaus asked, rising from his seat. “You said she was cryi- Where is she?”

“At home,” Rebekah answered, glad to see Klaus’s genuine concern overtaking his anger at seeing Elijah and Tatia. “She’s playing sick to avoid you.”

Klaus left immediately, heading toward Caroline’s family home.


“Is it true?”

Caroline looked up to the doorway, where a panting Klaus was trying to catch his breath. She had been fighting the tears all night, tired of crying; that didn’t stop fresh tears from coming. “My father just left to speak with Mikael,” she admitted. “We’ll be married by the next full moon.”

Klaus moved closer to where she was sitting in the corner, crouching to meet her gaze. “Are you truly this upset at marrying me,” he asked, wiping the tears from her cheek.

“You love Tatia,” Caroline said, resigned. She pulled away from his touch. “I will not be anyone’s second choice. Not even yours.”

Klaus cocked his head, fully aware that Caroline had always nursed a bit of a crush on him. It would seem that his feelings had been too well hidden, though. “Caroline,” he said, drawing her full attention. He never let his eyes waver. “Before Tatia arrived, I had asked my father about courting you. He said he would never allow the connection, that he’d sooner die than let any son of his marry into the Forbes-”

“Because of my father,” Caroline interrupted. She knew the scandal that he had stepped out of his marriage had hurt the family, but not to such a degree. She supposed that explained why she had only just received a proposal when girls younger than her were already well established in their own households. Something else caught her ear, though. “But Tatia arrived nearly a year ago,” she pointed out. “If you intended to court me so long ago, why tell me now? And after chasing another woman so doggedly? You’ve barely spoken to me this entire time.”

“I was a coward,” Klaus admitted, finally looking down. “You were my dearest friend outside the family, and I couldn’t face you with the truth that I wanted more, only to be denied by my father.”

Shaking her head, Caroline tried to focus on more than Klaus’s late truths. “Why would your father change his mind so drastically?”

“He’s not my father,” Klaus said, swallowing his nerves. “He met a man in his travels, the resemblance too much to ignore. My mother admitted to the affair,” he explained. “I’m afraid you have been caught in the aftermath of my father’s rage. I can’t promise you a good future as Mikael’s son.”

Caroline just blinked. “You-”

“But I can promise you that I would do right by you as a husband,” he continued, reaching for her hand. “I will admit that losing Tatia hurt my pride, but forcing myself to avoid you hurt my heart and my soul.”

A large part of Caroline wanted to laugh at the flowery language, but she would be lying if it didn’t stoke a fire that had burning in her for longer than she’d care to admit. 

“I would always provide for you and the family we would create,” he promised. “And I would be honored for you to become my wife.”

Tears began rolling down her face again, which Klaus was quick to wipe away. “Please stop crying, love,” he begged. “I meant to make you feel better about marrying me, if only because I would be so happy to marry you.”

“I do, you did,” Caroline insisted quickly, a bright smile contradicting her tears. “I only wanted a husband that wanted me, too.”

“I do, Caroline,” Klaus said, wrapping her in a hug. “I just never thought I would have the honor of being more than your friend.”

“You will always be my friend,” she said seriously before smiling again. “But I’ll be glad to call you husband, too.”

Unable to hold back anymore, Klaus leaned in to finally kiss her. He had dreamed of such a moment for years, but nothing could compare to feeling of her lips turned up into a smile. It made for a clumsy kiss, but Klaus could have never asked for anything better had he lived to be a thousand years old.

  • Sarah: I can't wait till gabriel comes back. I miss him lol
  • Sarah: AND LUCI. I WANT LUCI BACK. BECAUSE IM FUCKED UP. Also I wish they could bring Balthazar back somehow
  • Bekah: YES.
  • Bekah: BUT KEVIN.
  • Bekah: I MISS KEVIN.
  • Sarah: EVERYONE SHOULD COME BACK
  • Bekah: GABE SHOULD BRING KEVIN BACK
  • Sarah: YES YES YES
  • Bekah: LUCI SHOULD BRING KEVIN BACK
  • Sarah: YES YES YES YES YES
  • Bekah: SOMEONE NEEDS TO BRING KEVIN BACK OKAY
  • Sarah: YES
  • Bekah: OH MY GOD
  • Bekah: YOU KNOW WHAT WE DID
  • Sarah: WHAT
  • Bekah: WE FORGOT ADAM
  • Sarah: Jesus fucking christ

Drabble #2, alternate way of a first meeting. Also AU. And all human. Also my first all human. Wow.

The downtown, overly priced, exotic lounge was not somewhere that Caroline would usually end up at. She preferred the bar a few blocks down, the one that all the college students–like her–went to. Where a game was on the television and the environment was rowdy, a mix of yells over whatever was happening on the screen and conversation that ranged from someone trying to pick up someone else to how horrible one class or teacher was. That was her element, it reminded her of home, of the Mystic Grill and late night study sessions with her friends. It was in fact where all of her friends went to unwind and that fact was precisely why she wasn’t about to go there.

Recent break up with Tyler aside, if she had to watch Elena make out with Damon one more time or Stefan and her new roommate skirt around their attraction one more time she was going to scream. She had needed something new, something different where she didn’t feel like the fifth wheel in their little group.

Not that sitting at the bar in the new place was turning out to be all that great either. The pick up lines were atrocious, the apparent money in these men and women’s pockets inflating their egos and belief that they could so easily get into her pants to a ridiculous degree. Even the bartender was rolling his eyes at the amount of attempts.

“Can’t a girl just get a drink in peace?” she muttered, popping the olive into her mouth and swirling the toothpick around in her glass.

“Not in that number,” the bartender pointed out, glancing up from polishing a glass and giving her a quick lookover.

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@rainbowchibbit

so~
i heard you like Sesshy~ XD

that edgy butt there decided to see why you like him so much… but he got caught XD

luckily, Sesshomaru is having a good day, and knows where this little shit should be, and is giving him back XD

so, here ya go! XD hope you like them!

EDIT:
wow
i did not expect this to get this many notes XD
thankies everyone!!! :D

Here’s the last part of Come On, Take Them Off (the mega office AU! Part One Part Two).

Come On, Take Them Off (Part Three)

Present:

They hadn’t lasted long, on Meredith’s couch, soon retreating to the floor and spreading out Caroline’s papers. Klaus is very aware of her thighs, specifically of the lace tops of the stockings she appears to be wearing, just visible from the way the slim skirt of her dress is bunched up, to allow her to sit.

She’d never worn anything like that at university. Not for him, at least.

Klaus does some uncomfortable shifting, tries not to stare too obviously, unwilling to make things awkward. And obscures the obvious bulge in the front of his trousers with his laptop.

Delving into the client’s notes, Klaus had immediately seen why Caroline had taken to tearing out her hair, when dealing with them. They were a mess, full of contradictory ideas and vague, unhelpful, statements. How did one make something, ‘more zippy?’ Klaus had not the faintest idea.

But they muddle through, spending nearly two hours, trying to straighten things out, until finally Caroline lets out a groan, flopping back onto the floor, rubbing her eyes. “That’s it. I am done. Towel thrown, at least for tonight. I might even text Josh, and tell him I’m going to start late tomorrow. Pretty sure I deserve it.”

“I agree, love.”

She nods, resolutely, reaching her arms over her head, and letting out a groan at the full body stretch. And she’s obviously trying to kill him, because years ago she’d done the exact same thing, on the numerous mornings she’d awoken in his bed. Usually before rolling on top of him. She can’t think he doesn’t remember that, can she?”

Klaus’ next words fall from his mouth, without his brain’s permission, “Why’d you leave that morning, Caroline?”

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