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Girls love each other like animals. There is something ferocious and unself-conscious about it. We don’t guard ourselves like we do with boys. No one trains us to shield our hearts from each other. With girls, it’s total vulnerability from the beginning. Our skin is bare and soft. We love with claws and teeth and the blood is just proof of how much. It’s feral.

The Originals Season 4

So Hope is an artist. Klaus probably doesn’t know that St. Stefan is dead. Marcel is an insipid, bloody wanker. Haylijah has been reunited. Freya is fucking awesome. Kol and Bekah aren’t even shown. (They’re making us wait for that reunion) Hayley is badass as fuck. I miss Davina. There is some really weird light thing that is somehow connected to an ouroboros(?). Anything I missed?

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Klaus Mikaelson x reader
+ Reader is Rebekah’s long time human friend. When things get rough in the Quarter Rebekah moves reader to the compound to be safe. Klaus finds reader interesting and feelings pursue.

You laid on your couch and set your arm across the back of it, brushing the smooth blanket atop it with your thumb. Everything was sore.

“Y/N,” Rebekah said crossing her arms, you peeked one eye open. “I cannot believe you are being so stubborn!” She exclaimed, exasperated. Rebekah had known you a long time and has taken you in as her ‘human’. You had been living in the Quarter for a long time and the witches tried to use you as leverage over Rebekah.

“True. But that’s because this is my home. I can’t just back down because a couple witches tried to use me against you.” You sat up, finally, wincing in pain. The witches had thrown you around quite a bit.

“And besides, how safe could I really be with your vindictive brother Klaus or devious Kol?” You inquired. If they really wanted, they could kill you. Kol could run off and Klaus could just dagger Rebekah if she gets out of line.

“Y/N you know I would never let that happen. Please. For me. Just come stay at the compound? It’ll make it much easier to ensure your safety.” Rebekah gave you her best puppy face and you couldn’t say no to that.

“Fine.” You said with feign annoyance. You stood up and walked to the threshold of your living room. “I’ll go pack now and we can move me in tonight.”

Rebekah smiled wildly. No one can harm you, her best friend. Rebekah loved you so much because she saw herself in you, only human. You were strong, selfless, and looked out for family above all else, and Rebekah is your family.

“Okay, Y/N, right this way.” Klaus heard Rebekah from downstairs entering the compound. He also heard another person accompanying her. He swiftly made his way to stand in front of you and Rebekah with his enhanced speed.

“And who might you be, love?” Klaus said, smiling at you.

“Her name is Y/N, and she will be staying with us for now.” Rebekah stated.

“And why might that be, sister?” He said looking less enthusiastically at his sibling. You knew Klaus didn’t like outsiders and you felt like you were intruding, but you’d rather that than Rebekah nagging you forever more to join her.

“Because, dear brother, I have invited her. Some witches tried to use her against me and I find she would be much safer here.” Rebekah crossed her arms in defiance, daring her brother to try and kick you out.

“Well, by all means then,” he said turning to you with animosity. “Welcome to my home.” He held his hand out for yours and you took his. Instead of a handshake like you expected, he lifted it to his lips. He pressed a soft kiss to the back of your palm. After he let go, smirked as you blushed and mumbled a shy “thanks.” And walked away down one of the many halls of the compound.

It had been a couple weeks since you initially moved into the compound. Nothing outstandingly bad happened since. Kol and Klaus had been unendingly flirtatious with you, to Rebekah’s dismay. You could see her roll her eyes every time she bore witness to their mischief. Elijah had been very helpful and had been teaching you to defend yourself on order of Rebekah. Hayley was in and out of the compound, always on the move, doing anything to help the wolves.

You, on the other hand, had been basically stuck under non official house arrest unless you were at work. You’re a barista at a cozy café in the quarter. You always smelt of cinnamon, vanilla, and roasted coffee. It had become his favorite scent, he was always happy to spend time with you. You were shy and he liked to tease you with Kol sometimes but you also enjoyed art among and had come to see him as more than a monster to be feared.

You were walking home after work one evening when you felt an arm slip around your neck and a hand cover your mouth. You screamed and tried to open your mouth to bite your attacker but they were too strong, someone supernatural. You knew it wasn’t a Mikaelson because even Kol would not try to trick you like this.

Your muffled screams seemed to do you no good when the attacker sloped your hair from your neck and tilted your neck for a better angle to plunge their teeth into you.

But Klaus heard you, even your muffled screams. He was near by, he was going to ask to take you out to dinner for some time out of the compound and waited along your route home.

But he was not quick enough to come to your aid, the vampire had already started to feed off you. You didn’t see Klaus, you thought it was over when black splotches dotted your vision. Your legs were limp and your eyelids felt like they weighed a ton. Pain throbbed from your neck. Then there wasn’t a body, Klaus ripped the vampire off of you. Klaus proceeded to rip their heart out. Before you fell to the ground Klaus caught you, kneeling to the ground holding you in his lap, cradling your head.

“Oh, Y/N,” he muttered looking down at you. He bite his wrist and fed you his blood to heal you. You were half drained when he saved you.

You looked at Klaus through your lashes, your eyes barely open.

“You are prone to danger.” He whispered. You smiled faintly.

“I live with the Mikaelsons. It’s normal.” You said in a raspy voice. Klaus picked you up bridal style and carried you back to the compound. If only you knew how much Klaus had come to love you and he vowed to not allow any one dare hurt you again. Now you were not only Rebekah’s human, you were the Mikaelsons’ human.

Original x

Just found this on my computer (I have a lot of files and sometimes I just randomly come across things) 

Only ever watched like 2 episodes of The Originals (although I saw them on TVD), but I sure as hell still came up with a sister AU and made this. 

The extra girl is Sasha Pieterse :)

Thought it wouldn’t hurt to post this.

Imagine meeting the Originals-Part 23

Hi, hello, bonjour :)

Part 23


Please, note that I am French so there might be some grammar mistakes here and there.

Enjoy :)

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Originally posted by elenaseyes

Kol had left for the island alone. The plan was to give the cure to Silas and kill him. You told Klaus and Rebekah what Elijah had found in your grimoire. Qetsiyah didn’t just made Silas immortal but she also created the other side so he would not be reunited with the woman he loves.

The next morning, you wake up in Elijah’s bedroom, in his arms.

“Good morning” he says.

“Hi” you look up at him, smiling.

He kisses you gently before getting out of bed. You took a shower before joining him for breakfast. Rebekah and Klaus were there too. You sat down next to Elijah, in front of Rebekah.

“So, how long have you being screwing my brother?” Rebekah asks and you choke on your orange juice, coughing.

“Rebekah” Elijah warns his sister.

“What?” she says, faking an innocent smile.

You’re blushing so hard. Klaus is smiling to. “Sister, knowing our brother I’m pretty certain Y/N is still a virgin” he laughs at you and you blush even more.

“Stop it” Elijah orders his siblings.

“Oh come on! Y/N’s not a virgin!” Rebekah says, looking at you but you’re too embarrassed to look up and you try to hide your face with your hands. “…No way!” she laughs at you.

“Stop laughing at me!” you say. Klaus is laughing at you hard. “I’m sorry, love” he tries to calm down but fails and laughs once again.

You sigh. You’ve never been more embarrassed in your life. You feel Elijah’s eyes on you, you look up at him for a moment before staring back at your plate again.

“Brothers, where are you manners?” Elijah sighs, annoyed.

“You’re right, I’m sorry” he says but keeps laughing.

“I don’t understand what’s so funny…” you mutter.

“She’s right” Rebekah says. “It’s not surprising” she laughs.

You sigh again, embarrassed.

“That’s enough” Elijah says.

After breakfast, which you ate in an awkward silence, you settled in the living room with Elijah. You were sitting on the couch, your back to his chest, his arms around you, you were reading your mother’s grimoire.

“I apologize for my siblings’ behavior at breakfast”

“Let’s just… no talk about it” you shake your head.

Rebekah entered the room, sighing. “Your friend witch is here” she says.

“Bonnie?” you ask.

“Yeah, she wants to talk to you”

You sigh and look up at Elijah.

“You don’t have to talk to her if you don’t want to” he says.

You shake your head and get up. You find Bonnie standing in the middle of the mansion’s hall but she wasn’t alone.

“You’ve got to be kidding me” you say.

“Y/N just hear us out” Bonnie says.

“What?” you sigh.

“You said…” Elena started to talk.

“You don’t talk to me” you cut her off. “Bonnie talks to me.”

She looks at you but say nothing.

“You said you knew where the cure is…”

“I do. Kol is on his way to give it to Silas and then kill him” you tell them.

“What?” Elena says. You look up at her and she shuts up.

“There’s only one dose. We need to use it to kill Silas” you tell them.

“You can’t do that, Y/N, please” Elena begs you.

You sigh “You’re a vampire Elena. Deal with it” you say before turning around.

“Wait, please, I don’t want to be a vampire!”

You take a deep breath, to calm you down. “Does Caroline? Does Stefan?” you ask. “Stop being so selfish. The world doesn’t revolve around you, Elena!” you start to walk away but Bonnie stops you.

“Shane is gone”

You turn to face her. “What?” you ask frowning, not exactly sure how it was relevant.

“He wants to bring Silas back. Maybe he followed Kol. He said he already knew how to get there.”

“Kol is probably killing Silas as we speak” you tell them. “I wouldn’t worry. Goodbye” you turn around and leave the room. You go back to the living room to Elijah, and Klaus spend the day with you, interesting in the extend of your powers.

You were lying in bed with Elijah, your head on his chest, worrying about Rebekah. “Do you think she’s gonna be okay?” you ask him.

“Who?” he asks, confused.


He sighs. “She will be. I don’t think she really thought it through.”

“You think she would’ve regretted taking the cure and be human again?”


“I think so too” you tell him. He kisses the top of your head. You both stay silent for a while.

“Should we talk about it?” he finally breaks the silence.

“Rebekah?” you’re confused.

He clears his throat and you sit up on the bed. “Oh, that…” you clear your throat too.

“Yes, that…” he sits up.

“What is there left to say?” you chuckle embarrassed, looking up at him. He kisses you before saying “We’ve never talked about it”

You sigh. “I’m just not ready…” you tell him, looking at him in the eyes.

“It’s okay” he says and you go to sleep.


“Kol is dead”

You were in the living room of the Mikaelson’s mansion, sitting on the couch in Elijah’s arms, when Klaus entered the room.

“What?” Rebekah said, dumfounded.

“That’s impossible, I destroyed the last weapon that could kill you two days ago” you say.

“Yes, well, I just received a call from an old friend and apparently vampires from Kol’s bloodline all dropped dead an hour ago” Klaus says, angry.

“But how?” you ask, looking up at Elijah.

He shakes his head, shocked to hear about his brother’s death.

“I take it that Silas isn’t dead” Klaus says, a glass of brown alcohol in his hand.

“Shane must have followed Kol and help Silas” you say, “He’ll be coming here”.

“Why would he be coming here?” Rebekah asks.

“He wants to destroy the other side. To do that he needs to complete the Expression Triangle, which means he needs to kill another 12 people. It’s all in my grimoire” you tell them.

“Shane blown up the council” Rebekah sighs.

“And I killed 12 hybrids” Klaus says.

“We can’t let that happen. If the other side is destroyed all the supernatural creatures stuck in it will be coming back” you say.

“Obviously we can’t let that happen” Klaus sighs. “We’re gonna have to kill Silas ourselves”

“And how do you suggest we do that?” Rebekah asks her brother.

“We start with Shane” he answers. “Once he’s back in town, we use him to get to Silas”

You spend the rest of the day and the followings practicing magic, to be sure you’re ready to face Silas if you had, even though Elijah wasn’t comfortable with the idea.

Five days after you heard of Kol’s death, you wake up in an empty bed. You step out of the room and you see a girl you’ve never seen before stepping out of Klaus’ bedroom.

“Oh, hello” she whispers.

“Who are you?” you ask.

“Hayley” she says. “You’re Y/N?”

You frown. “Yes…”

“Katherine says hi” she whispers before walking away.

You don’t move for a while, thinking about your vampire friend and what she could be plotting. You shake your head, sigh and go to the kitchen for breakfast.

“I received a text from Caroline” you hear Klaus’ voice coming from the kitchen before stepping in the room. “Apparently, Shane has been back in town for a few days, getting into Bonnie’s head. He’s convinced her that together they would bring her grandmother back from the dead.”

“He wants her to help him destroy the other side…” you think out loud. The Original vampires all turn to see you in the corner of the door.

“I told them about everything, she and Stefan have accepted to lead me to Shane’s apartment so we can figure out what his next move is” he says before he steps out of the room.

Elijah moves towards you to kiss the top of your head. “How’d you sleep?”

“Good, thank you” you answer.

After breakfast you settle in Klaus’ studio.

“My brother’s not going to be happy you stole his paint” Elijah says, walking in the room.

You look up at him and smile. “I didn’t steal anything” you say and he raises an eyebrow “I borrowed it…” you laugh and he chuckles.

“Any word from him?” you ask.

“No… It’s worrying me…” he says.

You sigh. “He’ll be fine. Nothing can kill Klaus” you try to make him smile.

The following morning, Klaus comes home hurt.

“It’s a piece of the white oak stake, it’s making its way through my heart” he says, obviously in pain.

“There’s nothing there, Klaus” you tell him “I feel no magic whatsoever coming from you…well, except…you’re a hybrid, I mean…”

“It’s in my head…” he whispers, realizing he wasn’t physically hurt “he got into my head!” he shouts angry.

“What happened last night, Niklaus” Elijah asks his brother.

Klaus sighs. “Shane is dead. Silas is in town. 12 witches died.”

“What? That’s terrible!” you say.

“What do we do now?” Elijah asks.

Klaus sighs again. “I don’t know… We have no idea what he looks like, he can get into our heads and make us see whatever he wants us to see… or feel…” he says, angry. “Anyway, Silas didn’t take the cure so the Salvatores are after it, they want to give it to Elena. They want to get rid of Silas just like we do. He needs Bonnie to do the spell to destroy the other side and she’s losing control of her magic, expression is killing her.”

You frown at what he says. Bonnie’s dying? You shake your head. “If Bonnie is strong enough to destroy the other side, she might be strong enough to kill Silas” you say.

“That’s a good plan. Fighting magic with magic.” Elijah nods.

You were all in the living room. The Originals vampires but also the Salvatores, Elena, Bonnie, Caroline and Matt.

“Silas is immortal so we can’t kill him but Bonnie is powerful enough to trap him just like Qetsiyah did.” Klaus says.

Bonnie shakes her head. “Qetsiyah was able to immobilize him so he couldn’t feed and get into people’s head. I don’t know how to do that.”

“You can do it Bonnie” you say “According to my grimoire, expression is a manifestation of your will. You can do anything. And you are strong enough” you tell her.

She sighs. “I can’t control myself. I can’t control my magic anymore”

“Well, you’re going to have to work on that” Klaus says “because there is no other way”

Your phone starts to ring, it’s Katherine. You step out of the room and pick up.

“Hey Kat’, what’s up?”

“I know something that might interest Klaus” she says. “Would you tell him for me?”

You frown “Sure, what is it?”

“There is a witch in New-Orleans named Jane-Anne Deveraux plotting a move against him. Tell him this information sets me free. He listens to you. I heard you were pretty close with his brother” she says.

“And how did you hear that?” you raise your eyebrow, knowing perfectly how she did.

“You’ve met my friend Hayley” she tells you.

“I have, I think she’s sleeping with Klaus…” you tell her.

“Really? She thinks you’re sleeping with Elijah”

“I am not…” you take a deep breath “I am not sleeping with Elijah” you tell her.

“That’s not what I heard” she says in a singing voice.

“Good bye Katherine, I’ll tell Klaus what you told me” you say and hang up. When you go back to the living room the others had left.

“Tell Klaus what, love?” he asks.

“You know it’s rude to eavesdrop, right?” you tell him and he smiles at you.

“I’ll tell you but you have to promise me that Katherine won’t have to run from you anymore.”

“Are you blackmailing me, love?”

You sigh “I’m not blackmailing you, Klaus. Just promise me you won’t hurt my friend.”

He sighs. “I promise you, love. Happy, now?”

“Very” you tell him, smiling.


Kol and Freya in 3x22 (Guilt)

(Part 2)

Season 1x16 TO showed Elijah and Klaus to be about 3-4 years apart.

TVD says Katherine was turned April 6, shortly after meeting Klaus on his birthday which puts his birthday around March.

S2x06 TO showed Freya concieved in 972, Esther was pregnant with Elijah when Freya was taken.

S2x14 TO Freya revealed she was 5 when she was taken.

S2x16 TO Freya was taken in 977 making her born 972. Elijah was born later same year or early next.

S3x01 TO Rebekah said they had been on the run since Autumn, it was at the time late winter early spring 1002, making their turn date autumn (November) 1001. Sometime after the events of s2x05 Flashback.

If Elijah is 24, he would have just had a birthday and Klaus would still be 20. Kol is 2-3 (more likely 2) years younger than Klaus makibg him 17/18. Rebekah is  1 year younger making her 16/17. More proven by the fact that even the wtiters forget whos older, and in flashbacks they are around the same age.

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The family was mended. Granted it had taken nearly two years to fix it, but it was fixed nonetheless. Everyone was living together, peacefully majority of the time but there was the occasional argument busting out. Mainly between Asariel and Rebekah about who had stolen what out of the other’s closet. They were all happy though, spending their holidays together. This Christmas was no different. Finn had finally been brought back to life thanks to Asariel and Freya. Marcellus was now just a normal vampire, voluntarily giving up his newer style hybrid status so that there would be peace.

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Little testimony of a TJLCer

In the light of @quietlyprim ‘s video TJLC Origins, I just wanted to share my modest story and journey into Sherlock fandom.
I’ve already shared a bit of it in comment to the vid so I’ll be repeating stuff.

This has to begin with the fact I entered Tumblr a long while ago, somewhere around 2010-11, I created a blog so I could save images that I considered inspiring for my work, and later it became more and more an aesthetic blog with a huge amount of social justice, because at this point I was already a feminist and lgbt+ - not activist but defender, let’s say - because I came from Twitter where I was involved in cyber-militancy and I ran a blog on Blogger about it. So, already back then I was sensitized to social justice, including queer representation in medias.

I was also depressed and my social anxiety was barely manageable, and to cheer myself up, I created a side blog dedicated to positivity, to counterbalance with the main one where I exposed my negative thoughts and perceptions, so there was a lot of it.

At this point, fandom came by itself in my dashboard, and I’ve always been passionate about tv shows and cinema, so I knew about Sherlock and about johnlock, even though I hadn’t watched the show yet, it just came around randomly.
And inevitably, my positive sideblog became a multifandom blog, including multishipping, there was initially a lot of destiel, as I was a fan of Supernatural (and still am, btw).

As I said there was a lot of johnlock posts in my dash already, and one day, I saw a gif from The Blind Banker, where Sherlock cups John’s head and make him spin around to remember an image he actually took in photograph.
That’s exactly what made me want to watch this show that I knew already because it was on French tv, but I wasn’t interested in a modern Sherlock Holmes. Mostly because I knew nothing about Sherlock Holmes and was fed up with police shows, it took me four years and a gif to make me watch it.

I binged watched series 1 and 2 around two months before s3 aired, so I didn’t had to go through the hiatus, thankfully!
At this point I had already been introduced to johnlock and was already rooting for the idea, though when I watched Sherlock for the first time, to me it was just shipping, and I used to believe sher/o//y was a cute ship too, so I wasn’t invested in it.

As I commented on Rebekah’s vid, I was disillusioned by queerbaiting, especially in Supernatural, and I knew the probability of a famous show offering a good queer representation was turning around zero.
But I was conflicted, because I saw it, I saw the chemistry between Sherlock and John, I had behind me years of learning to analyse everything (as I said it I used to study art and literature, analysis is like 90% of the matter + in my familial environment that’s something I was led to do all the time) so I analysed, and what I saw didn’t matched the fact the creators intentions weren’t to make johnlock real, because in the society we live in it was just impossible, it was subtext, to me, sadly, it was queerbaiting. It was a nice idea, but nothing more than this, a nice idea I was enjoying quietly, on my little blog that no one knew about safe for my friends.

Well, when I say quietly, I drove said friends mad. :o) I used to be more vocable on Facebook, but on Tumblr I was simply just there, lurking, reblogging, screaming in the tags, but I was very quiet (I still was during s3 and after, until summer 2014). Slowly the multifandom blog became a Sherlock / johnlock blog. Social anxiety kept my mouth close, I had ideas I never shared, only to see them expressed by someone else, and I was mad at myself. It took me quite a lot of time to bring myself to comment on posts, and then to write down my ideas, though I was widely ignored at the time, so nobody really knew I was there, and the ideas I dared to say were also said by other people, more famous people, and all of this was driving me mad and pulled me back into silence (it lasted until long after s3 and tjlc events), but I was there, analysing, and I was seeing this wonderful friendship being worked like a romance.
But that was it, a friendship treated like a romance, not an actual, textual, romance, that’s how I interpreted the conflict between what I saw and what was probable or not. Johnlock was there, but it was not probable for it to be real / canon.

Then series 3 came out. At this point I was shipping johnlock but didn’t thought it was possible for it to be canon, though at the same time, possible.
So I was expecting Mary to be the element that ended johnlock’s possibility, like a kind of “this is where we’re going, John is gonna get married and be happy, Sherlock will be with Molly, and that’s it.”, that’s what TEH told me, and I was resigned to it. But then: The Sign of Three.

It changed completely my perspective and this is where I truly started to believe, because they took my expectations of what this episode will be about and smashed it into the sun, and instead gave me a love letter from Sherlock to John, Sherlock being heartbroken by John’s wedding, and the stag night with Tessa’s story that was POINT by POINT mirroring what I saw in ASiP, and John who was so obviously unhappy at his own fucking wedding, trying to tell Sherlock he changed his life around and that he “wants to be with the two people he loves the most in the world”, and did I mentioned the stag night???

They were confirming that what I saw and analysed was real. I gasped, and I thought “this is real?! They are writing a romance between John and Sherlock.”

This was incredible. And I saw HLV, and Mary shot Sherlock in the chest, and frankly you should have seen my face at this point because it was so far from what I was expecting, they just completely blew away the fact that Mary was ending johnlock, they did the exact opposite.
And at the tarmac scene I was so sure Sherlock would say “I love you”, so fucking sure…

Around that time, I was already following Loudest Subtext in Television, and so I saw her metas, I started to read one, and I couldn’t stop when I started, because everything I saw, she saw it too, and explained it so amazingly, everything made sense and she made me realise johnlock was intended to be canon since the beginning. I re watched the whole show and it made sense, it was there.
I was around there when TJLC acronym was created so I was introduced to it naturally, it was a name for something I believed in. I was dazzled by the fact that what I saw was also seen by others, by brilliant minds.
But as I said I was very quiet. I was insecure and thought I was stupid, and so I kept most of my ideas for myself and cried when I saw someone else share the same idea, I was angry at myself, and thought my voice didn’t mattered, because there was more intelligent people to express my ideas.
S3 made me believe and so many ideas burst in my mind but anxiety and self-loathing kept me from sharing them.

It took me a long time after s3 aired to start writing down my ideas, mostly on comments, and then someday, around July and October 2014, I met the wrong person, Seth,  a man who made me believe I mattered. In a way, he brought me some kind of confidence and I started to be more vocable, I started to write metas on my own, I published the first ones at that time.
And it happened that he was fooling all of us, he was aggressive with other people, and he destroyed my faith in myself. I thought, how stupid I was to believe my voice mattered, when there were such cleverer people than me to share my ideas better than I could myself, I was unimportant, I shall better stay silent, that’s what I was thinking, and also I thought: how so fucking stupid I was not to see he was making fun of me.

That’s something I commented on a post wrote by a Tumblr account created collectively by bloggers to warn the fandom against this man, because he was a real threat, a dangerous person. These bloggers made it really clear that they wanted to remain anonymous, so I will respect it even though I knew who were some of them.
Nattie saw my comment on this post where out of sheer anxiety and pain, I was saying how stupid I felt, she came and told me I was wrong about this. So were Vanetti, and some other people.
Nattie was not a bully, she was actively fighting against bullying, she took care to come to me, a nobody, I was nothing in this fandom, to make me feel better.
So, this is really not surprising that if you talk shit about her, saying how terrible a person she was, I will be there to protest and set the record straight.
I know bullies, I was bullied for 18 years of my life. Nattie has never been one of them.

There was also quite a lot of people who came to me at this point, and thanks to them all this is where I really made myself a home in the fandom.
They helped me regain confidence, and to share my ideas, my stories, my drawings, and from there I met so many wonderful people, who listened to me.

And this is really where I became fully a TJLCer, a meta writer, and now, when I have an idea, I don’t wait to see it be expressed by someone else, I write metas, they are read, and this is always a surprise to me to see they are confirmed by people I consider to be smarter than me, and confirmed by the show itself; and I use TJLC because the moment it was created marks the moment I started to believe in myself, as much as it represents the incredible fact that johnlock wasn’t another queerbaiting thing in a middle of thousands of others.

TJLC holds for me this incredible light, I embraced it because it made everything suddenly have sense, it was so groundbreaking in itself.
None of what I realised, about the show or about myself, nor the beautiful friends I met, none of this would have happened without TJLC.

But, yes, this wasn’t all bright and nice, there was dark parts, there was Seth, but also, there was people being harassed, bullied, insulted, drove out of the fandom, because many people couldn’t stand this theory to exist. I was there to witness it. I am fundamentally an observer, so I observed the hatred come to taint TJLC with negativity, this negativity doesn’t come from TJLC. So they aimed at the people who created the acronym and who were writing about this theory and popularizing it, but also many people we don’t really talk about because they were like me, not popular.
That’s where the “antis” comes from, it’s a word that has been brought into fandom to designate the ones who firmly hated TJLC, and were being aggressive and rude toward the ones who believed in it, this is not just a dichotomy shippers/non-shippers. The wank started to be prominent among johnlockers in response to these attacks (I talked about it there).
Nattie had to suffer from it, and she wasn’t the only one, so if a dark past has to be attached to TJLC, it’s this. And it’s not just a past thing, it keeps happening, and it will keep happening until the show itself puts an end to it.

For so long I was utterly afraid of antis, that was what cast shadows on my experience within the fandom, and with time, I learned to protect myself, but I’m still afraid of them, somehow.
But if something good can come out of the bad, it’s that we must keep going and keep making TJLC live, because our voice matters and shouldn’t be silenced. TJLC appeared thanks to the collective realisation that what we thought was a ship was the central point of the show, and thus that the show was breaking the ongoing circle of queerbaiting and lack of representation.

It impacted us on so many levels, and my personal journey into regaining self-confidence, beating up depression and social anxiety, understanding myself, comes from the fact, once, a few people worked together and gave a name to an idea I was believing in, while I wasn’t believing in myself enough to think I could be right. Nor I was trusting enough a mass media to make it right.

But I was right. My reading of the show, my ideas, were shared massively by many people, and were confirmed by TSOT and HLV, and TJLC, its creators, made me believe.
TJLC made me believe in johnlock being more than just another queerbaiting, it made me believe in society to become a better place for us, it made me believe in the show, and in myself.

This is TJLC history, this is the story of how a groundbreaking idea brought us together and made us believe.


Look at Klaus’s face in the last gif.

He’s so happy, so pleasantly surprised that his brother is finally sticking up for him, showing him the loyalty he so desires. He nods to himself, face lighting up, and then looks over at the others like ‘hey? look, he’s defending me, even while believing I killed that werewolf, even in the face of the woman he loves! look at us, look at how far we’ve come!’ He’s almost cocky with delight.

We all know how how much loyalty means to Klaus, how insanely paranoid he is about whom he can trust, who might betray him. Letting people in on his deepest plans is a huge deal for Klaus.

And yet, all he asks in this episode is for his family to choose him, the brother they’ve known for centuries, over Freya, the sister who appeared about two weeks ago, tried to kill baby Hope, had a sudden personality turnabout and is now demanding them to turn their backs on Klaus.

A few years ago, Klaus certainly wouldn’t have been willing to give up his plans so easily. This is a testament to how far Klaus has come, how he is finally believing that, for once in his life, he can trust someone without being betrayed in return.

In Klaus’s mind, Elijah’s defence of him here is a real solidification that Klaus can trust him. That he’s really ready to bare his soul, to reveal his secrets and most coveted plans to his brother. If Elijah is willing to defend him to people he loves even while believing he just murdered an innocent, he would defend him through anything, right? They finally have the kind of relationship, the kind of loyalty that Klaus has always dreamed of. All he’s ever wanted was family, was trust, was to not be alone. And now, seeing his siblings defend him like this, he thinks that he just might have that.

Which makes it all the more heart-breaking when Elijah and Rebekah turn their backs on him at the end of the episode. Klaus’s face, when daggered, was not hurt, nor was it angry.

It was shocked.

Throughout the past season, and particularly throughout this episode, Klaus’s trust in his siblings has been growing. He’s beginning to believe in them - to believe that they could believe in him. So when Elijah plunges the dagger in his chest, and Rebekah walks out from the shadows, all Klaus can feel is shocked, and cripplingly betrayed.

Don’t get me wrong, I understand Elijah’s motivations behind daggering Klaus, and I know that it was all coming from a place of love and wanting to do what was best for Klaus and his child, but I don’t think Elijah fully understands the magnitude of what he’s just done.

Their brotherly relationship is something cracked and fragmented, something that, over the course of the last few years, has been gently, painstakingly being put back together, glued into place. The china is fragile, but it’s beautiful, and when it is whole, it makes something magnificent. But now, after the pieces are finally beginning to resemble what they used to, Elijah has dropped it.

I only hope that it doesn’t shatter.

Gif edit not mine, was made by willparry