i am your sword

A Flower’s Path

GIF Credit to: @ygo-gx

Pt. 2 | Pt. 3

Pairing: Ban Ryu (Do Ji Han) X Reader

Genre: angst, coming-of-age, slight!romance

Word Count: 2,584

Request: Hi! For the Hwarang scenarios, what about one where you are a great enough fighter that you are asked to be the ONLY female hwarang (but against your will). Once inside, Ban Ryu is constantly complaining about how you shouldn’t be there and how it’s a disgrace for a woman to be in the Hwarang house. The two of you keep bashing heads bc even though you didn’t want to be there, you weren’t going to take that from him. Once the princess gets there she gets jealous that most of the hwarang gets close with the female hwarang and tries to get rid of her. - @starbooks13

Your hands’ grip slowly tightened on the big wooden stick. Standing ground and focusing on your opponent, you lowered the stick enough so that it pointed at your enemy. New beads of sweat formed on your face. Inhale. Exhale. You smirked, full of confidence. Ready.

You let out a yell, striking a blow on the left shoulder, right shoulder, stomach, and then the shoulders again. Your rival refused to move, only dust flying out of him.You dashed around, dodging for any incoming attacks and taking chances of your own to get hits. Loud rhythmic sounds could be heard from your stick coming in contact with the surface again and again. The amount of energy you used up showed when you found yourself starting to breathe heavily. “Miss (Y/N).” A familiar soft female voice of your personal servant caught your attention. You immediately stopped beating the dummy and brought the stick down to your side.

Turning around to face her, you noticed once again that the woman could not have been but more than a few years older than you. There was still some youth in her face, but she mostly look tired, probably from working for so long. You remembered her being there by your side since you were a little girl. “Yes, Soonja. What is the matter?” you asked.

“Your father insists you stop practicing your martial arts for today and dine with him for dinner now,” the servant answered, bowing her head low. “He also wishes to discuss some important things with you.”

“What does he wish to discuss with me?” You slid your stick back into your weapon rack that also included your spear, sword and knives.

“I am not sure, Miss (Y/N). He just wants me to let you know that it is an important conversation, so he is hoping that you won’t skip dinner to practice.”

You smiled. “Thank you, Soonja. Please allow me to clean up as best as I can before we go see Father.”

When you stepped into the dining room, you found the round table filled with lots of food. It was sort of funny because meals usually meant just you and your father eating. “Good evening, Father. How did the meeting with the officials go today?” You took a seat across from the old man. His gray hair tied into a bun. Though his demeanor looked quite rough at first, your father also seemed quite gentle at times.

He was a True Bone. Quite high in the bone rank system, he was of royal blood and worked as an official for the Royal Family. Since you were his daughter, you were of royal blood as well. “Some of the other officials were beginning to feel doubtful about the Hwarangs and their impact on changing Silla for the better,” your father expressed as you picked up a sweet and sour mushroom from a dish and ate quietly. “A few of the officials are worried about their sons who are part Hwarang as of now. They fear that instead of helping to protect the future king, that the young men will become dogs to the queen.”

“Her Majesty has been on the throne for so long,” you agreed, giving a nod. “She still has some control of them. I have a friend whose brother is a Hwarang. She says that they’re having trouble getting along as some are for the queen and some are against. The males are so focused on their ranks among each other that they hardly train their martial arts and performing arts skills. So much for elites…”

“How do you feel about the formation of the Hwarangs, (Y/N)?” your father asked, placing down his silverware. You did the same, putting down your spoon. You tried to read your father’s eyes to see if he genuinely wanted an answer, and when he continued waiting on you, you sighed.

“I wouldn’t want to be a part of a group like that.”

“Why not? Your fighting skills are impressive. Even though I disapproved of you doing martial arts at first, I’ve come to see that you’re talented in that area. You would’ve made a great Wonhwa.”

“Father,” you frowned. “both leaders of Wonhwa died.”

You started to feel the topic of the conversation dissipate and began lifting up your spoon again to eat when realization hit you. The utensil was placed on the table once more. “Wait… Father, does this have something to do with an important discussion you wanted to have with me?”

“Her Majesty and I have come to an agreement that Hwarang could use someone like you.”

You froze. A heavy weight set on your shoulders, and your stomach started to twist, ruining your appetite. “You don’t even like the queen…”

“But I respect the Royal Family. I also want the best for Silla. The king has not shown his face in years. We are not sure of what he can or can’t do as a ruler of the kingdom. I support our king, and I feel that it would be an honor for you to serve and protect him, (Y/N). Do you understand me?”

“I do, Father, but I don’t want to do this. Hwarang? My fighting skill is just a hobby. It’s also used to protect myself and the people around me, but nothing more than that. I don’t want to risk my life.”

“(Y/N),” your father said in a stern voice, and you knew he was serious about that decision.

“Besides, Hwarang already had their admission ceremony. They’re most likely not accepting anymore members. Hwarang is a group of young elite males. I’m a lady… Please don’t make me join.”

“Keeping your skills as a hobby only is pathetic. You can put those skills to greater use. As for Hwarang being only for males, you will be an exception. Her Majesty adores strong young women, and the chief instructor has also allowed you to stay in Hwarang House with your own small room.”

“You’re not listening to me, Father. I don’t want-”

“Almost all of the officials have a son who excel in sword fighting or literature. Meanwhile, I’ve raised a daughter all my life. I have heard people badmouthed me and you and how you’re only good to be married off to…”

You tried to speak up almost interrupted him, but knowing that arguing with your father would not help with your decision, you remained silent. At this point, you knew there was no way you could win.

“I know that you don’t mind being talked about to like that,” he continued, “but I do not approve of a True Bone’s royal blood being spoken about that way. My daughter is special, and if she doesn’t want to be seen that way, then she’s just going to have to continue living with it because she will be escorted to the Hwarang House tomorrow morning to stand next to the other elites.”

Tomorrow morning?! Already?! Feeling unfairness, your eyes began to burn with incoming tears, but you held them back. “Yes, Father. My apologies for trying to talk back.” You bowed your head down, and your father picked up his silverware and resumed his meal as if nothing happened.

Like your father said, when you headed out the next morning, you found a tall, handsome male dressed in Hwarang uniform waiting for you on a horse. Another horse without a rider was right beside him. “Miss (Y/N),” the male greeted. “My name is Ji Dwi, and I have been assigned to escort you to the Hwarang House.”

You hurried to climb on the other horse and then looked over to Ji Dwi. He cracked a smile which confused you. “My apologies, Miss (Y/N),” he said, an amused look in his eyes, “you just don’t look all that excited.”

You grinned the most sarcastic smile you could muster. “Better?” Then, you showed an honest laugh. “I’m sure you didn’t imagine a female Hwarang, either, huh? Please just call me (Y/N).”

The two of you whipped the reigns lightly so that your horses could make their way back to Hwarang House. “I think it’ll be interesting to have you,” Ji Dwi replied. “I didn’t imagine there would ever be a lady who was spectacular in fighting. It’s as impossible as the king living in the Hwarang House, disguised as a Hwarang.” He glanced over at you again and shared a playful smile.

It was not long until you reached the home of the Hwarangs and found the chief instructor as well as his assistant instructor waiting on you. Being a gentleman, Ji Dwi helped you off of your horse. “Thank you,” you told him before walking over to the chief instructor.

The chief instructor hummed, observing you. “Why, you must be (Y/N). I am Chief Instructor Wi Hwa. It is our pleasure to have you. Hopefully, you were able to get acquainted with my nephew on your way here.” When he gave you a short bow, you returned a deeper one.

“Ah, Ji Dwi is your nephew? I didn’t know that. I was wondering which family he belonged to as I’ve never met him before.”

“He lived overseas,” the old man affirmed. He then nodded his head over at his nephew, and Ji Dwi headed back into the Hwarang House. The chief instructor then held out his hand in the direction of the building. “I will be happy to show you around and answer any questions you may have, (Y/N).”

You paid attention to the view of your new residence as you listened to the chief instructor guide you through the area. You didn’t spot any other elites around, probably because they were having lessons or something. Beautiful flowers were grown in all of the green grasses, pleasing your eyes. The walls were painted of a rich, bright red and some gold. You soon found out ways to important places such as your own room, the bathhouse (you were assigned a different time from the other Hwarangs, of course), the dining room and the area where the young warriors practiced their fighting skills. It was nice, but you still felt quite uneasy about being here.

“Do you think it is strange,” you said, staring ahead at scenery, “that even though I know how to fight, I don’t want to be a fighter at all?”

Chief Instructor Wi Hwa glanced over at you and then forward, sharing the same view as you. “Your father told me, and I can understand why you’re like that. You probably feel like a pawn in Her Majesty’s hand. Please think of this as another path you have to take in life.” He began to move, and you followed right next to him. “Here, I can guarantee your growth, just like these flowers. Though you seem to agree that women should not be seen fighting, I disagree. Embrace that part of you - your natural combat skills like the earthy soil, your soft, yet intense beauty like the waves of water, and your bright character like the sunlight - and you will be strong enough to stand on your own. Maybe, you’ll even start to discover more of yourself here, among the other Hwarangs.”

Before you knew it, you found yourself inside of the household and in front of the doors. You heard chatters inside, and for some reason, your heart started to pick up more beats per minute. Chief Instructor Wi Hwa opened up the doors, and when eyes turned to him and then you, the room became silent.

The boys bowed, and the chief instructor nodded. You walked behind the old man when he started toward the center of room, walking up the steps to higher platform. You dared not to make eye contact with anyone. Only when the man next to you cleared his throat did you glance up. Handsome men in the same elegant uniforms stared at you, a few in a way different from others. Some were in confusion as if they could not believe you were there, and a few in awe, having heard rumors of your arrival but still could not take your presence in. You recognized a few faces.

“There is someone I would like to introduce you all to…” the chief instructor began.

You spotted Ji Dwi who you met in the morning. He smiled which calmed your heart down a bit. Then, there was Soo Ho. You only ran into him a few times when your father met with his, and the two brought up how both of their children excelled in sword fighting. Also, you’ve seen him when he was dating a few of your friends. He gave you a charming smile, as expected of someone who’s been around a lot of women.

You easily found Yeo Wool. His feminine features caught your eye. You heard about his family from your father, and even found Yeo Wool once at Okta. It was embarrassing for you to admit it, but you quite envied his beauty. He had an amused smile on his face. Right next to him was Han Sung. You knew he didn’t like to fight, so you wondered why he decided to join Hwarang. Maybe it had something to do with him being the last True Bone of his family. There was a twinkle in his eyes, and his mouth was slightly ajar. You couldn’t help but smile at his cute reaction.

“(Y/N) will be joining as the only female Hwarang. It is an executive decision made by the queen and myself. (Y/N) is amazing fighter. Even better than most of you,” Chief Instructor Wi Hwa said, muttering the last part to himself. “We believe that she will be a great addition to Hwarang. As I expect you all to treat each other with respect, getting rid of Silla’s bone rank system in the Hwarang House, I want you all to do the same to Jung Young Sik’s daughter. Understood?”

“Yes!” the boys replied in unison.

“Good.” The chief instructor turned to you. “Please head to the physician’s room. Miss Ah Ro has sewn you a uniform that is similar to theirs. After you’re dressed appropriately, you will return to this room and continue the rest of the day with these boys.”

You turned around and began to head down the stairs when a clear, loud voice spoke up. “Wait.” The short hairs on your arms raised from the chill.

Chief Instructor Wi Hwa responded. “Yes. Ban Ryu.”

Your body rotated to where Ban Ryu stood. You have never spoken to him, only heard about him sometimes from your father. Soo Ho might have mentioned once to stay away from Ban Ryu. You were very aware of their rivalry. His face was striking, but at the same time quite intimidating. You had a bad feeling about his next words.

“I don’t believe that she should be here. She doesn’t belong in the Hwarang House. It is a disgrace.”

I don’t know about disgrace… You frowned.

“You said it yourself Chief Instructor, Wi Hwa, that you wanted to form Hwarang with the capital’s greatest male elites. She is a woman. If she is the daughter of an official, then she should be taking on duties of a woman, preparing for marriage. Furthermore, if you accept her, it will be unfair as we already had the ceremony. What if the officials whose son didn’t make it get upset?” Ban Ryu glanced in your direction, a dirty look. “It’ll be all her fault.”

A hiccup erupted from his throat as he was jostled so Genji could better carry his weight, as they trugded through the rain.
“I am sorry Genji, I hadn’t intended our reunion to be like this darlin…” McCree slurred out.
“Oh really, you mean you hadn’t planned for me to carry your drunken ass through heavy downpour?” came a snarked response, “incredibly romantic gesture Jesse”.
Genji stopped, heaving a deep sigh before shooting McCree an amused look.
“Happy Valentine’s day Cowboy”.

Happy Belated Valentine’s day @a-smile-for-a-sword I am your back up for the @mcgenjivalentine event!!
I hope it was worth the wait 💖💖💖

A Gem in a Wolf’s Heart: Pt 2

Originally posted by multipleman

Robb Stark and Lady Stark survive the Red Wedding. Talisa/Jeyne died and Robb gets his sisters back, there is a new and better King in Kings landing. The North is independent and the Starks killed everyone that betrayed them. Now you are the gem of the North, your father a great general that promised Catelyn Stark to marry you to Robb Stark so he is to remain King in the North.

Part One 

(Y/N) = Your Name

(Y/L/N) = Your Last Name 

Warning: Fat boys

Winterfell is beautiful, the way the snow falls in the trees and especially in the Godswood where you felt most at peace. Your bed room chamber was filled with books and candles so you can read at night. 

You decided to unload the rest of your clothes and place them in the drawers in your chamber. You decided to also were a beautiful dark blue dress and wear your hair in a long braid like Lady Stark. 

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I like Lisbeth’s character episode but honestly: I still do think it’s kinda lame how “true warmth in that world” was something she only managed to find with Kirito, because we learn right away that she is best friends with Asuna for seemingly months before this event

I don’t necessarily mean that she should have developed feelings for Asuna instead of Kirito or anything, but that I don’t see why Asuna’s warmth, in the form of her words and her kindness and her hugs, were not good enough to be considered “something real for her in that world”. I just don’t see why her platonic feelings and her touch were not enough to reach her in that level if they really meant so much for each other. That’s Ultra Bogus, man

embroideredcupcake  asked:

E and R trying to sit through a movie full of incorrect classical references, and unnecessary reverence for the monarchy? :)

More modern AU then!

On screen, Hercules ripped off his shirt and roared at the approaching army. “Bare your swords and cast away your shields! I am the might of Olympus, come to bring judgment upon the king of Sparta!”

“I come bearing death, and also constitutional reforms!” Grantaire called over the rest of Hercules’ speech, in a passable imitation of the actor’s voice. “Bring him forth so we can discuss responsible taxation rates and distributions of governmental duties!”

“Do you think he just wants to kill the one king?” Combeferre asked. “Or is he out for both of them? He really should specify.”

“It would be very embarrassing to kill the wrong Spartan king,” Jean Prouvaire said solemnly. “I imagine that gets you dis-invited from all the best Spartan parties.”

“Nonsense, of course he wants both of them. He has a frequent regicide point card to fill out, with bonuses for completing a set,” said Granatire

Hercules finally finished speaking as Minos came into view, hurtling off a cliff and transforming into a half-man, half-bull monster as he landed on the battlefield. The three of them groaned in synch.

“Minos is a king,” said Combeferre. “Do you think he counts for the punch card? Should he be watching his back?”

“Minos counts double,” said Grantaire, “seeing as he transforms into his own stepson. That’s two royals for the price of one. Let no crowned head rest easy, be it ally or foe! The fearsome Heracles shall cleft caput from corpus, till no monarch yet remains! Tremble Sparta, tremble Persia, tremble – do you think Rome has been founded yet?”

“They met Homer earlier, so depending on how we date him it’s quite possible that Romulus, or even Numa, is reigning in Rome.”

“Yes but you’re forgetting the island duel with Achilles –”

There was a slight, polite coughing sound from the end of the couch. Three heads turned guiltily towards Enjolras.

“Do you think,” Enjolras said, almost apologetically, “that they’ll include toppling Zeus on this quest? Mount Olympus seems to have a dramatically unrepresentative system, and a number of unhappy minor gods.”

Grantaire laughed and threw an arm around Enjolras’ shoulders. “Of course! But only after they recruit Philoctetes and Antigone – see, I’ve got the whole story planned out for them. Let me explain…”

alyssaallyrion  asked:

12 for sappy prompts :)

The fire has burnt low, down to its embers, its glow turning the lines of lyrium into flickering pale gold as Fenris holds his hands over its dying warmth. He shivers. It’s freezing this deep underground, and the markings feel like ice burrowed under his skin. Though to be fair, he can’t exactly expect an ancient prison filled with hordes of Darkspawn and Taint-crazed Carta dwarves to offer the most comfortable of accommodations. The dirty and damp corner in which they’ve set up camp was clearly once a prison cell, and sitting here makes Fenris’s skin crawl. He won’t risk leaving the others unguarded in order to search for more fuel for the fire.

He hates it here, in the cold, in the dark, in the Deep Roads. He hates feeling trapped. He hates the Carta who lured Hawke here. He hates whoever this Corypheus is who desires Hawke’s for whatever malevolent purpose. He hates this unspoken tension between him and Hawke.

And Hawke won’t stop staring at the vibrant red silk around Fenris’s wrist.

As Fenris is shivering again, a blanket is draped around his shoulders, and Hawke drops unceremoniously to the ground beside him.

“I can keep watch for a bit,” suggests Hawke with a shrug too nonchalant to be believed. “Give you a chance to get more sleep.”

Fenris shakes his head, keeping his gaze pinned to their tiny, nearly dead campfire. He doesn’t dare glance at the man beside him, the man who can completely disarm him with one smile. The man who stripped him bare of all his defenses and worshipped every inch of him. The man who pleaded with him not to leave. The man who makes his broken heart ache with a yearning for something he cannot have.

“I appreciate the offer, but no, thank you,” murmurs Fenris, keeping his voice low so as not to awaken Varric and Sebastian. He wraps Hawke’s still warm blanket more closely around himself and breathes in Hawke’s scent, that perfect aroma of warm sandalwood and cinnamon which feels so grounding to Fenris.

“I can’t sleep either,” Hawke admits with an understanding nod. He tries sitting as comfortably as possible on the cold, hard, disgusting stone.

They sit stiffly side-by-side in silence for a while, Fenris unable to look at Hawke, though he can feel Hawke’s piercing golden-brown eyes on his wrist – or more accurately, on Hawke’s favor tied around his wrist. Fenris knows the question that’s coming, and he braces physically for the impact like an oncoming slap.

“Fenris,” Hawke begins, his voice tender and far too gentle, and it cuts at Fenris’s heart because he doesn’t deserve to be spoken to with such affection.

“Please don’t ask me about that,” Fenris cuts him off. Hawke moves closer to him, but Fenris flinches away from his touch, and Hawke’s hand falls away as if burned.

“I don’t understand,” says Hawke, and Fenris hates the plea in his voices, hates that Hawke is begging him. “Is it Sebastian?” asks Hawke, gesturing to the slumbering priest. “You two have become rather close as of late.”

Green eyes wide in surprise, Fenris turns to his former lover at last. “No,” he replies firmly. “I want you. Only you. There could never be anyone else.”

“Then why? I want you too. I love–”

“Wanting you doesn’t change what’s broken in me,” says Fenris bitterly, interrupting Hawke again before this wonderful and infuriating man goes too far. “Everything I feel for you does not and cannot change what I am and what’s wrong with me. Wanting you doesn’t make me a whole person, Garrett, and you deserve to be with a whole person, not someone like me who cannot be un-hurt.”

Hawke’s jaw is clenched, but Fenris is aware that Hawke’s anger is not directed at him. He turns away again, back toward the fire just in time to witness the tiny flame nearly die out but then sputter back to life stubbornly. Fenris doesn’t have to look back at Hawke to know his golden eyes are soft and warm with the love that Fenris does not deserve and cannot accept.

“I don’t want to lose you,” murmurs Hawke at last after another long moment of silence.

“I am not yours,” Fenris says, “but my sword and my friendship are at your disposal, whenever you need.”

The light of the fire flickers out, plunging their camp into darkness, and Fenris is starting to tense as Hawke says, “There’s no one I’d rather have at my side than you, Fen, in whatever way you choose.”

You're my Alpha...

Klaus x F!VampireReader So Klaus did something to make his girlfriend upset. Mind you she never gets upset at Klaus. So he gets mad and says things, but when Elijah defends the reader, Klaus becomes Jealous unsure if Elijah wants his lady love. Warnings:Kissing nothing too much, well fluffy maybe. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Story start: Y/N walked around the room, the dining room to be exact. She was so mad at him. Soo angry at her love. She had dealt with Klaus’ actions for years, understanding his point of view, defending him when others wanted to kill him. Yet she couldn’t understand why he would do something this stupid! She was walking around the dining room, setting up the table for their family dinner. She wanted to smash these plates against his skull he made her that mad. What did he do exactly? Well he overstepped his role, Jackson is leader of the pack, and cares so much for Hope, yet Klaus in his stubbornness doesn’t see that and threatened her bestfriend and her best friend’s husband. She saw the whole thing and she couldn’t believe it. After the fact, he had tried to kiss her she walked away from him. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡"Y/N, how are you this evening?“ Elijah stepped into the room now with a kind smile to her. The smile faded when he looked at her face, looking rather anger and mean. Elijah never seeing her frown in all the time he has known her was worried. "Is everything alright?” He said placing a gentle hand on her arm. “Just fine…” she mumbled. “Y/N In the 60 years I have known you, there had never been a frown on your beautiful face.” Elijah said tilting her head toward himself. He had no romantic feelings for her but considered her as his sister. She looked down and walked away from him to continue setting the table, no longer speaking. Causing Elijah to frown now. He knew Klaus had done something, her and his brother had gotten into a relationship just last spring, but she was part of their family for 50 years, Elijah met her 10 years before his siblings. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Elijah sighed and helped her with the table amd setting the food down. He would not force her to comfide in him if she truly did not wish to. Just then the rest of the Mikaelson clan joined them, all except for the Hybrid, well not yet at least. All eyes went straight to Y/N. Y/N was not the one for sad, or angry moods. She was full of life, laughter, fun and joy, this was strange to them. They all sat at the table, Y/N switching seats with Rebekah so now she sat next to Elijah who was at the end of the table while Rebekah would be seated next to Klaus who sat at the head. Jackson sat on the other side of Elijah, Hayley next to him then Rebekah then the other side of would be Klaus Kol, Freya and Y/N herself. They sat there, not eating waiting for Klaus to show. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡When Klaus walked in finally (10 minutes late) Y/N did not look at him. Klaus noticed the odd seating arrangements but said nothing as he took his seat. “So where were you Niklaus?” Elijah asked taking a sip of his wine. Y/N ate in silence not looking up from her food as Klaus answered. “At the store.” He answered then looking at his lady love. “My dear, where were you this evening? I wanted you to join me for my little adventure to the market.” He asked smirking at her. When she did not even acknowledge him his smirk fell. “It is a bit odd that you Nik would be shopping.” Rebekah replied so Klaus would make a scene, he hated being ignored. “There were two very special items I went to buy for two very special ladies in my life.” Hoping Y/N would take interest in his sentence, his fist clenched as she continued to ignore him. Freya sensing the tension she placed a hand on Y/N hand, trying to bring her into the conversation. “Isn’t that wonderful? Hope and you can turn the hybrid prince into such a lost puppy.” She smiled hoping Y/N would at least smile back. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Y/N looked at Freya not amused and continued eating, causing the whole table except Klaus to stare at her with concern, even Hayley’s eyes softened knowing exactly what was wrong. “Y/N, we are fine…” Hayley said holding Jackson’s hand. Elijah added in, “Smile for us dearest…” he said placing a hand on her arm. “You’re making me sad luv.” Kol added with Rebekah nodding in agreement. “Forgive me” Y/N finally said getting up from her chair. “Excuse me” she turned walking out. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ “What did I do?” Klaus asked, not looking at anyone he was playing with his food. “I was going to ask you the same thing Brother.” Elijah replied resting his chin on his hands. “The conversation that happened earlier today Klaus” Hayley said. Klaus sighed. “She needs to learn just like the rest of you, that things will be handled my way. Its all for the safety of our daughter.” Hayley sighed. Elijah raised an eyebrow. “So she finally saw how you truly are when you want to be in control of everything?” Klaus slammed his hand on the table. “What I say or do is for the better interest of this family! And if she doesn’t understand that she is not apart of my family!” Klaus said yelling loud enough Y/N heard everything “And if she wishes to act like a child then so be it I don’t need her!” Klaus finished sitting back down a smirk returning to his face. “And if she doesn’t like it she could just leave…” ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Elijah’s face turned very dark and his voice was low and stern. “I suggest you hold your tongue, it is because of Y/N that all of us are sitting at this table as a family. She has always been by your side the moment she met you, never for one second doubting you, never betraying you, she has been nothing but loyal to you and has defended you when even I have come against you. Her love for you is strong and pure, she is disappointed in what she may have seen and heard today, she is acting like no child Niklaus, the only child I see here is you..” Elijah said tossing his napkin infront of him getting up aNd excusing himself. Leaving Klaus no longer smirking, but thinking about what he had said. “I love family dinners” Kol awkwardly said. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡Y/N hearing everything that was said now sat alone in her room. It was Elijah’s room but he had moved out when Hayley got married. She sat there not knowing how to feel, Klaus was so quick to crush her, to hurt her. Yet she wanted to forgive him, she was acting abit childishly but giving him the silent treatment, there was a soft knock at her door, she glanced seeing it was Elijah. “I came to tell you, you are very welcomed to come stay with me if you wanted a break from Niklaus…” he smiled. She looked at him, got her from the bed and hugged him. He was taken back but he hugged and held her, resting his chin on her head. They stood that way for 2 minutes. Not knowing Klaus saw and was filled with jealousy. When Y/N and Elijah parted he kissed her forehead, total big brother style. “Thank you for the offer but I’ll be okay here for now.” She finally smiled that day, for him, Klaus heart sank while Elijah’s smile grew. “As you wish,but if you change your mind, call me.” And he parted giving her one last look waving slightly. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ With Elijah now gone Klaus vamp sped infront of her causing her to raise an eyebrow. “What is the purpose of your face?” She asked. Klaus cracked his neck trying to control his anger. “Well the purpose of my face as you put it is for the fact you ignored me completely during dinner, my older brother who I dont think has brotherly affections for you as he says, telling me off after you storm off like a child. Then when I start to feel regret for the things I said after you left which I am very sure you heard I came to apologize and try to make it up to you, find you and Elijah having an intimate moment, so the purpose of my face is extremely-” she cut him “Jealous…” he raised an eyebrow “You think me jealous ?” “Know…” she replied. His eyes started to glow his hybrid showing. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡"Elijah is my brother, I am his sister, nothing more, do not try to turn out spat around on me. You were ridiculous today. Hayley and Jackson our allies, why would you overstep Jackson’s leadership? You are n-“ he cut her off "I am alpha! And just because yours and Hayley’s petty feelings were hurt does not give you any right to intrude or put your unwantes opinions on how I go about protecting my child!” He growled. “You are alpha, mine…” his eyes changed, he took that very sexually. And now anger was out the window. “You lead me, and I follow, someone goes after you I defend you, I am your sword and your shield…you are alpha of our pack. But I beg of you to lay off of Jackson and Hayley, we are all thinking of your child. And I am sorry that I was rude to you my love… I just didn’t know how to handle how I was feeling. I’m so used to being on your side, that I don’t know what to do when I disagree with you…” she sighed cupping his face giving him a light kiss. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Klaus kissed her back. “I am sorry for what I said at dinner…” she smiled “And I am sorry for my lack of thing said at dinner.” He chuckled. “I guess I can try to be easier on the wolves…no promises.” He added. “Fine.” She said wrapping her arms around his neck. “Oh and dearest?” He said, she tilted her head “Yes?” His smirk turned seductive “Be very careful when you call me your alpha…” she smiled “And why should I be careful?” She said walking backwards leading him deeper into the bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind him kissing her neck. “Because, I will make you submit to me…” she sighed in delight has he kissed her neck. “You wouldn’t make me…” Klaus looked at her face his eyes darkened with lust.“I would submit to you very willingly…"she finished. Klaus smiled and picked her up kissing her roughly. And submit she shall… ♡fin♡Gif does not belong to me. Sorry if this was bad, more loving for Klaus coming up! Xoxo

Originally posted by blastberuffled


King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your king.
Dennis: [interrupting] Listen, strange women lyin’ in ponds distributin’ swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony. Well, but you can’t expect to wield supreme executive power just ‘cause some watery tart threw a sword at you! I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because  some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they’d put me away!

Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975)

They are going to be a parent!

For a lovable anon. So the faction leaders are going to have a baby, isn’t that wonderful? What were their reactions when they learned?

Anduin: I… I gotta marry the mother before there is a public affair. As much as I don’t want to, I have to watch my reputation… (Heavy sigh)

Ghost Varian: This time it will be a daughter! I know it!
Ghost Tiffin:
I didn’t know ghosts can get pregnant…

The Council of Three Hammers:

Muradin: Neato. Another Bronzebeard. I will do my best to not screw up with my child that much they run away from home and marry the king of my sworn enemies.
I hope it is a girl. I have saved everything I had ever worn. She will look magnificent in it.
Darn. I am going to be a one hell o’ a crap father.

Tyrande: Well finally! I was just beginning to think at least one of us is infertile.

Malfurion: The chance of you getting pregnant in the past would be higher if we actually slept together more.
It is not me who spends half of their life asleep in some cave, you know. So it isn’t my fault.
Can I be the godfather?

Mekkatorque: Considered the last list… this is the best news I could have heard! Well, maybe except “The legion decided to fuck off and never return.” But still, it is great news!

Velen: May the Light save my son from having prophetic vision.

Taedal: How do you know you’re having a son?
(Pulls out a sign saying “Prophet”)
(Smacks Taedal’s head with said sign)

Genn: …Is the whole Worgen curse inheritable? I don’t want a cursed children.

Tess: Does it really matter that much? So my sibling is going to change form here and there. The world is not going to fall apart because of that.
Tess: You’re saying it like being a Worgen is a bad thing, but seriously, I am quite jealous I can’t change in a gigantic wolf-human when I want to tear someone apart.

Aysa: Yes. My very own cub. A perfect cub. The world dominance is close.

Ji: Shouldn’t that be Sylvanas’ line?
Foolish Ji. Every lady craves world dominance.

Thrall: Aggra have you heard? I am going to be a father!

Aggra: (In late 2nd trimester) Oh what a surprise, I had no idea…
Also, you are not naming this one after your parents.
I thought that Orgri-
Orgrim counts as your dad.

Spirit of Vol'jin: Kids born aftah dey faddahs’ death be bad news. Moss’ likely to be possessed by sometin’…

Ghost Garrosh: Just curious - How many children do you actually have?
Vol’jin: No idea. Many.
Vol’jin: Wait. Aren’t ya goin’ to be a faddah’ too? Ya nevah’ got laid…
Ghost Garrosh: Adoption is an option, you know? Even for ghosts. I am adopting lonely ghost children.

Baine: (Blows the Horn of Celebration) This will be the happiest children on Azeroth!

Genn: Because it will be a cow in a grass field?
No, because his parents are not fucked up.

Sylvanas: Uh-oh.

Kel’thuzad: So…
Sylvanas: Get lost!
Aw, c’mon, I am just interested! You are dead, how can you even possibly reproduce?
That is a secret. Now get lost!
You just don’t want to admit you have no idea how that happened, am I right?

Lor'themar: Well… I totally knew I could do that…

Kel’thuzad: Necrophile.
Lor’themar&Sylvanas: Get. Lost!
Kel’thuzad: I am not judging. Just saying. Could I get so-
Kel’thuzad: Lord Regent Theron you can sheathe your sword, I am already leaving…

Gallywix: Oh. I thought it was weird to gain that much weight all of sudden.

Milda: (Whispers something to Gallywix)
Alright, I have been informed the mother had already left to Booty Bay. …And I am going to star some fitness…

Ji: Half-panda-half-dragon baby! My dreams are coming true!

Aysa: I knew you were spending too much time with the Red dragonflight, but it never occurred to me it was that much time…

Taedal: Hey, Illidan, do you still wanna be a godfather?

Illidan: (Gives a mean look to Malfurion)
Well, when you talk about it… Yes.