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Hi again :) I’ve really enjoyed reading your TW-TO cross over A little bit of help ❤ could you please write some sequel? I know Klaus offered help to Y/N and Scott’s pack. Maybe in sequel there should be some catch. Something like Klaus would help, but he would require something from Y/N , like exchange, night out with her, or something like that :)
Request - Klaus Mikaelson and Isaac Lahey “A price to pay” (Sequel to “A little bit of help”)
Isaac’s arm was wrapped around your shoulders and your head was resting on his chest. A small smile was playing around Isaac’s lips while he was flipping through all the channels on the television.
Beacon Hills was quiet again. Unusually quiet. Probably it was because vampires were roaming the streets and guarding your house.
You looked up when your phone rang and you frowned your eyebrows when you saw an unknown number on your screen. “Hello?”
“Hello, love.” Klaus’ warm voice spoke the words you had heard so often before and you licked your lips while you straightened your back. “How is Beacon Hills doing these days?”
Isaac tightened his grip around your shoulders and you swallowed a few times. “Great, Beacon Hills is doing great. The dread doctors are gone and the Chimera’s are adjusting to their new lives.” You smiled and you cocked your head a little while you stared at the dark streets.
“I assume that means my intervention has worked?”
You nodded, for a moment forgetting that Klaus couldn’t see that. “Yes, it worked perfectly. My boyfriend and I are able to enjoy a calm night on the couch together."
For a moment Klaus kept silent. "I do hope you realize that I can ask those vampires to come back to New Orleans at any moment.” Klaus spoke softly and you felt a shiver rolling down your spine. “Of course, I wouldn’t do that. I wouldn’t let the poor child I once saved get in trouble. Although…” He paused for a moment and your entire skin started tingling.
You should have known that asking Klaus for help would come at a price. You should have known that he would want something in return. You should have known that sooner or later Klaus would ask a favor. And you should have known that maybe you weren’t willing to pay that favor.
“I have to admit that I am not that pleased with those werewolves you associate yourself with.” Klaus spoke slowly, as if he wanted to make sure that every word would sound equally important. “Someone like you can get much and much better, don’t you think?”
Isaac groaned and he stood up from the couch. “Who the hell does he think he is?” He raised his voice and you sighed.
“Whether your guardian dog likes it or not, I am the one keeping you safe and I am the one who can ask anything I want to ask. I will pick you up tomorrow at seven for a romantic dinner for two.” He didn’t give you the chance to answer and with your phone in your hand you looked at Isaac who was breathing heavily.
“You’re not going, do you hear me?” Isaac stared straight into your eyes, but you shrugged your shoulders and swallowed.
“We know what happens when I don’t go, Isaac.” You shook your head. “The next bad thing happening to Beacon Hills if I don’t go will be Klaus."
Isaac placed his hands in his neck and he bit his lip. "So, this is it? We have to break up because the guy that has saved your life years ago wants to go out with you?"
You sighed and you bent your head staring at your feet. "I don’t want to break up with you, Isaac. But I don’t want you to be killed either. Please, let me go.”
Isaac rolled his eyes and shook his head. “Fine, but if he touches you with even one finger I’ll personally find a way to end his miserable eternal life.”
Another amazing imagine ❤
you having a night out with Klaus, but including the fact that you are just very good friends, no romance between you two :)
Request – Klaus Mikaelson “You win”
“Come on!” You turned around to see where Klaus was lagging behind, your arms in the air, dancing to the music the dj was playing. “This is fun! I haven’t done this in way too long!”
He caught up with you pretty fast, one arm on your shoulder, turning you around. “That’s probably because Marcel has declared this one of the feeding grounds for his vampires, love. We need to get you out of here before midnight.”
You checked your phone, not stopping your dance. “It’s still early!”, you yelled over the music, even when that wasn’t necessary. “It’s only ten thirty! We can still have over an hour of fun before you have to play the concerned friend who’s getting his protégée out of trouble! Forget about being responsible for once, ok? Tonight nothing’s gonna happen, and if the world explodes, Elijah can deal with it!” You hadn’t dragged your friend along to pout and be alert the entire night. You wanted a drink, you wanted to dance, and if you needed to get out on time to prevent you from becoming a midnight snack, you’d do that, but that was as far as you were willing to think about all the supernatural crap around you.
“Fine…”, he rolled his eyes before grabbing your hand and spinning you around. “You do realize this is not entirely my scene, do you?” He did look strangely out of place, despite the modern clothes, despite how well he had always managed to blend into modern society.
“Bad luck then I couldn’t find a masked ball for tonight.”, you teased him. “I’m sure you would have felt great there, but then it would have been me sticking out. Tonight you’re stuck in my scene, as you call it.”
He laughed, like a man who knew when to accept defeat. He might be the Original Hybrid, making every enemy of him cower before him if he chose to, but you knew you were on familiar territory tonight. This night was yours, and you were going to show him that it could be fun.
You pulled him towards you, starting to dance. “This is how you do it, Klaus. Watch and learn.”, you chuckled. He had said it to you numerous times, and every time he had been right. Now it was your turn, and you swayed your hips, moving to the music, suddenly raising your eyebrows when he seemed to catch on really fast.
“Did you really think I’ve never been to a club before, sweetheart?”, he said with a grin. “Just because I might prefer a more quiet atmosphere doesn’t mean I don’t know how to dance here.” He smirked again, eyes twinkling, and pulled you towards him. “On the contrary. I’ve been told I’m very, very good at it, the rare times I’ve ventured in establishments like these.”, he almost growled, never wiping that smirk off his face
You had to agree with them. He was good at it. Better than you were, actually. And you weren’t sure if you wanted to feed his ego more by admitting it, but with the way he kept looking at you, it was hard not to. “Fine. You win.” You grinned. “But I do think everyone around here is jealous at me tonight.”
Another lovely imagine from @showandwrite
Can you make a drabble where you are Daenerys sister and Robb falls in love with you, thanks.
Request - Robb Stark “A moment like this”
“It’s nice to meet you, King in the North.” Daenerys bent her head slightly and she smiled while she looked up at the handsome stranger in front of her. “I would like to introduce you to my sister, (Y/N) Targaryen.”
You stepped forward and you were holding your breath while doing so. You had heard a lot of stories about the King in the North. You had heard stories about his fighting skills and his strategic insight. Not one story had prepared you for his wonderful blue eyes and his kind smile though.
“Welcome to Winterfell, Daenerys and (Y/N) Targaryen.” Although he spoke to you and your sister, he kept on staring straight into your eyes. “We hope that you will enjoy your stay and that we can discuss all the important political matters.” Robb smiled a little brighter and you saw how Daenerys turned her face towards you while a slight smile was spreading across her face.
“Thank you for this warm welcome. My sister here would love to see the famous Godswood we’ve been hearing about. Would you be so kind to show her the spot while I’ll take care of my men?” She nodded encouraging when you widened your eyes and shook your head.
“Of course, I can do that. It will be my pleasure.” Robb offered you his arm and while your cheeks started glowing, you allowed your bare skin to touch him. “It is a little walk, but I hope you don’t mind that?” He cocked his head a little and you bit your lip.
Of course you didn’t mind. You had never felt like this before and the longer it would last the better it would be.
“I hope you had a pleasant journey here?” Robb lead you through the gate and the white snow almost blinded your eyes.
“I’m certain there are things more pleasant than traveling this long, but it was as comfortable as it could be.” You bent your head and you watched your boots leaving footprints behind you. A shiver rolled down your spine and you tried to hide your clappering teeth.
“I am sorry about the cold that’s awaiting you, my lady.” Robb stood still and he unlinked your arms. Gently he took off his cloak and draped it around your shoulders. “I have to admit however that you look good in my warm clothing.” He smiled again and despite the cold you felt your entire body heating up.
Of course you had heard about this feeling before. You had heard friends talking about their hearts skipping beats in their chest. You had heard them talking about feeling warm and cold at the same time. You had heard them tripping over their own words and you had seen their cheeks blushing. “I hope I’ll get used to it.” You managed to answer eventually.
“I hope so too.” Robb nodded again and he offered you his arm once more so the two of you could continue the small walk towards the Godswood. “I have never been far enough in the south to know how much of a change this must be for you.“
You smiled and you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Even though it was a big change, you didn’t mind. Not anymore. "Well, I can say that the men are not half as charming and handsome as you are.” You bit your lip and avoided his glance.
"And I can say that the women in the North are not half as lovely as you are.” Robb placed his hand on yours. “Do you know if your sister has already arranged your future marriage?” He cocked his head and you felt your heart skipping a few beats in your chest.
“I don’t know. We have never talked about that before.” You took a few deep breaths and you shrugged your shoulders, almost causing his cloak to slide off.
“Maybe I should have that talk with her then.” Robb winked and he caught his on cloak to gently drape it back again.
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could you please write imagine where you are friend of Marcel (TO) and you are helping him ask Rebekah out?
Request – Marcel Gerard “Old flames”
You carried the glasses and the bottle of bourbon over to the table in the corner where Marcel was already waiting for you. After slipping on your chair, you poured him a drink, making it a double one after you got one look at him. “Come one, Marcel. What has gotten you this nervous? I thought you were always the one in control here in this town?”
“How about the arrival of a few Original Vampires?” He took the glass from you, raising it in a small toast, before starting to drink it. “I have a pretty long history with them, and I’m not sure if it’s all good.” He kept staring to the door, as if he expected them to come in any moment, ruining everything he had built here. “Although I can’t say I’m that sorry that Rebekah is back in town.” A smile curled around his lips.
You started to smile as well, leaning towards him. “Ah… do I detect a love story here?” You were a sucker for love stories, and even though you had seen Marcel with a fair share of women, they never seemed to last longer than a few months.
“Maybe…” The broad smile you knew from him appeared again. “I think the first time I said I was going to marry her was when I was about eleven years old. It was still cute then, but once I became a man, my intentions hadn’t changed. Rebekah’s hadn’t either. Klaus on the other hand… he wasn’t that much of a fan of the entire idea. So we sneaked around behind his back for a while before we kind of screwed up royally.”
You was going to use that information later on… you were curious about that story, but for now you wanted to focus on something else. “So… old flame in town. Isn’t it time to rekindle that?”
Marcel snorted. “It was kind of our fault she had to leave here in the first place. I have no idea if she’s still interested or not, and I don’t know if my ego can handle being turned down by her, of all people…”
“Ah… Marcel Gerard, leader of New Orleans, vampire king, is afraid of a broken heart? I never know I would live to see the day.”, you grinned. “What you need, my friend, is courage.” You took the bottle again, topping his drink. “You’re going to ask her on a night out. You’re going to charm her pants of, because that’s what you’re good at. And then you’re going to remind her of old times, so she’ll forget whatever it was that drove her away from her. Just pretend all those years didn’t exist.”
“And I thought I was the optimist here…” Marcel grinned, seriously considered the option. “Well, the worst thing that can happen is that she says no, isn’t it? And even though it would seriously hurt my self esteem, I think there are worse things in the world.”
“Your self esteem can handle being hurt for once, Marcel.”, you shrugged. The guy that had been your friend for quite a while already had always been a bit too sure of himself. Besides… “But I don’t think she’ll say no. I mean… you’re pretty hard to resist.” You raised your glass. “To rekindling old flames…”
Marcel copied your gesture, straightening his back as if he had made the decision. “To rekindling old flames…” He threw back the amber liquid. “Just know that I’m going to blame you when all goes wrong.”
Wonderful imagine from @showandwrite ❤
Could you write some TVD - TO crossover, please? Something like you’re in a trouble and Klaus with Damon want to help you. Instead of helping they are arguing and acting like little boys. Maybe both of them have a feelings for you and thats why they’re acting like that. Or if you have better idea, I don’t mind :) maybe just Klaus and Damon being protective… Thanks a lot! ❤
Request – Damon Salvatore & Klaus Mikaelson “Solution”
“What the bloody hell do you think you’re doing?”
You whirled around, recognizing that voice from anywere. “Klaus? What are you doing here?”
“I called him…” Damon stood in the door opening, arms crossed, brow raised, daring you to say something about it, because he would bring you down if you would do that.
“You couldn’t handle me all by yourself?”, you challenged him. It had been a few weeks since you turned off your humanity, and apparently Damon had a bit of trouble finding out how to prevent you from being a menace to everyone in town. You turned towards Klaus. “Don’t tell me you became just as boring as he did? I’m just getting started with having fun, you know. Or did you come here to join the fun?”
Klaus shot a look at Damon, one that warned him not to come any closer while he was going to handle this. “Would you want me to, love? Because you’ll have to come to New Orleans with me to do so. I’ve heard you’ve become quite the problem here, and even though most people here in Mystic Falls could die for all I care…”, he shot another look at Damon at these words, making clear he was included in those people, “… there are a few I would like to see survive. And I don’t trust these fools here to control you enough to manage that.”
Damon rolled his eyes and stepped into the room, no matter how much he was trying to leave handling you to Klaus. “There haven’t been any major casualties, unless you care for that frat party she visited. I’d like to see you do that. She has been after your precious Caroline, after all…”
You just looked at both of them with a lot of boredom. They weren’t going to let you out of the house until they were done, and you knew you couldn’t outsmart or outrun them, they were too old and too strong for that. You just had to wait for your chance. So that’s what you did, leaning against the wall, crossing your arms.
Klaus kept one eye on you while he was turning to Damon. “You already extensively dwelt on that when you asked for my help, Damon. As well as her threats towards Bonnie. It seems you let matters get strongly out of hand.”
Damon’s eyes spit fire, and he stepped towards Klaus. It looked like he had almost forgotten you were here as well. “You can go again, if all you can do is insult me. I thought you came here to help, not to rub my nose in the mess she has made out of all of this. You don’t even know what made her turn it off, let alone that you can judge that everything she does is somehow my fault. You can go back to New Orleans if that is how you want to play this.”
Klaus smirked, and you stood up straight. They both looked so focused on each other that they might forget you were still here. “Damon, Damon, Damon…”, Klaus tutted. “Immediately the defensive stance. I’ll help you solve your little… problem here. Just try to keep your temper in check, and leave this to your betters. I have centuries of experience over you for dealing with these kind of dissidents. She’ll listen.”
After they got their hands on you, that was… because while Klaus was talking you down, you had taken your chance and ran off. They could finish their pissing contest in peace. You were about to have some fun.
Alway ready for another crossover ♥
Can you do a pack imagine were you show them the wannabe video of Dylan O'brien?
I hope you’re okay with me writing this as a preference? I haven’t written one in a while and this request was so perfect to do it!
Scott McCall
“I promise, it will make you forget every bad thing that has happened to you in the last three weeks.” You gave Scott your phone and you watched closely while Scott pressed play. It didn’t take long before he started smiling, then he started grinning and then he started laughing out loud. “I’m gonna send this to the others. They really have to see it.”
Stiles Stilinski
“Did you see the video in the group app already?” You leaned on his shoulders and Stiles rolled his eyes. “That guy lip synching the Spice Girls, right?” Stiles raised his eyebrows and then he shrugged his shoulders. “I’ve already seen it months ago and one day I’m gonna make a video just like that.”You smiled and you cocked your head. “I can’t wait to see it.”“It will be better than this one, I promise.”
Derek Hale
“No, I’m not gonna watch that stupid video.” Derek pushed the phone away and you sighed.“Come on, Derek. It’s only thirty seconds!” You pouted and you wrapped your arms around his neck. “If you’re not doing it for you, you can at least do it for me?” You cocked your head and widened your eyes, blinking a few times.“Fine, give me your phone…” He rolled his eyes and you placed your phone in his hands. Thirty seconds later his lips curled up a little, even though he would never admit it.
Allison Argent
“O…my…” Allison pressed the play button of the video again and she laughed out loud, throwing her head in her neck. When the video stopped playing, she pressed the play button again. “This is golden…” She giggled and she kept on pressing the play button, which made you laugh even more. “I told you I had found an amazing video on the internet.” You shrugged your shoulders and enjoyed the lights in her eyes. “Did you show the others already? They need to see this!”
Lydia Martin
“How can you wear something like THAT?” Lydia’s eyes widened and she shook her head. “I mean, this guy is putting himself on youtube like this? Why would you do that?” She rolled her eyes and she put her phone down. “If you post a video on youtube, you have to make sure it’s got style.” She looked up at you and you smiled, crossing your arms over your chest. “Does that mean you and I are gonna make one?” You licked your lips and Lydia nodded. “Of course! And we’re gonna show this guy wat a really good video looks like!”
This one is pretty good! :D Be sure to check it ;)
imagine yourself being best friends with Lexi and Stefan :)
Request - Stefan Salvatore and Lexi Branson “A day in the sun”
“Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday, dear (Y/N). Happy birthday to you!” Lexi’s voice was echoing through the house and she was holding a huge cake with way too many candles to count.
“Yeah, happy birthday.” Stefan smiled. He had his hands in the pockets of his jeans and he had his eyebrows raised, clearly not understanding why Lexi had even bothered to buy a cake with candles.
You were a vampire. A relatively new born vampire. The last thing you were craving at the moment was a birthday cake. You could make quite a list of things you were craving for though. You were craving for blood, even though you had learned how to control the thirst. You were craving being able to stroll down a shopping street instead of having to order everything on the internet. You were craving not being locked up between the four walls of this house.
“So, how are you feeling today?” Lexi sat down next to you and she smiled a bright smile. For someone her age she seemed a little too excited about an ordinary human birthday.
“I feel okay, I think. Not very special.” You shrugged your shoulders and wondered if Lexi was really going to ask you to blow out all the candles and to make a wish.
“Good, because Stefan and I have a surprise for you!” Lexi looked up at her best friend and Stefan started smiling too while he stepped closer towards you.
He took one hand out of his pocket and he gave you a small black box with a blood red ribbon. “Happy birthday.” He cocked his head and he nodded encouraging when you hesitated to open the little package.
Your fingers were trembling while you untied the ribbon and your hands were sweating while you clicked the box open. For a short moment you held your breath and your eyes widened when you saw the small silver ring with the bright blue stone.
“I hope it’s somehow your style.” Stefan shifted his weight from one leg to the other and Lexi wrapped her arms around your body.
“It doesn’t matter if it’s your style or not! We’re going out today!” She raised her voice and carefully you grabbed the ring between your thumb and fingers. “I’ve planned a picnic in the park and we’ll go to the biggest warehouse we can find and I’ve reserved us spots outside on the terrace in one of the best restaurants in town."
You shove the ring around your finger. You had not heard a word of what Lexi had been saying. It didn’t matter. This ring meant that Stefan and Lexi trusted you. That they thought that you wouldn’t eat humans anymore. That they thought you were ready to pick up your normal life again. That they believed you were strong enough to be in crowded places again.
"Isn’t that a little much for one day?” Stefan raised his eyebrows, but Lexi shook her head.
“She’s a vampire now! And it’s time that we show her how amazing that can be.” She grabbed your hand and stood up, pulling you along with her. “Let’s go find you something nice to wear for today.” She used her other hand to grab Stefan’s arm. “And you’re coming along to help us pick.”
Miss Lexi in the show... but once again at least I can read amazing imagine from @showandwrite
Imagine you bringing Arya and helping her get back home and their reunion with Jon and Sansa. :)
Request - Arya Stark “Coming Home”
“We’re almost there.” You squeezed Arya’s hand and vaguely in the distance you could recognize the shadows of the castle of Winterfell.
“I know.” Arya started to walk a little faster and you wanted to tell her that she had to slow down, that you couldn’t keep up with her. She was so enthusiast and almost happy though that you didn’t dare to speak the words.
“I’m sure they’ll be proud of you.” You were out of breath, but you kept on talking while your forced your feet to keep on moving. You had never walked through the snow before and it was a lot harder than you had imagined it to be.
Arya however didn’t seem to have any trouble with it. After all, she was a Stark, a child of the north. And on top of that she was hardened by the life she had been forced to led after her father’s beheading.
“You’ve stayed alive, despite the odds. You’ve killed the Frays, despite the odds and you’re coming home, despite the odds.” You kept on talking, but Arya barely heard what you were saying.
Her eyes were focussed on the castle that was coming closer and closer.
When you had left the north the banner of the Boltons had been waving on top of it, but now you were coming back you could already see the dire wolf where it belonged.
Eventually the two of you stood still in front of the gate. “Are you ready?”, you asked, while you turned your head to the once so little girl next to you.
“Of course I am!”, she answered. “This is the easiest thing I’ve done in years.” She placed her knuckles on the wood and started knocking. “Jon? Sansa?” She raised her voice and the names echoed all around you. “It’s me! I’m back!” She placed the full palm of her hand on the door now and eventually it opened.
“Arya?” Sansa ran down the stairs and she hurried towards her little sister. Her dress was clearly not made to walk this fast, but she didn’t allow it to stop her from wrapping her arms around her little sister. “You’re alive!” She tightened her grip and a smile spread across her face. “We thought you were dead. We thought we would never see you again.” Sansa kept on holding her sister and you saw how Jon watched the two of them from a small distance.
“Jon?” Arya looked up and followed your glance. “I’ve heard you’ve become a hero!” She freed herself from her sister’s embrace and made her way towards her brother as fast as he could.
“I see you’re still carrying needle with you.” Jon lifted his little sister up and twirled her around. “And I think you must be a hero too.” He put her down again and he raised his eyebrows.
“I killed the Frays on my way here.” Arya straightened her back and she shrugged her shoulders. “All of them.” She lifted her chin a little and Jon placed the palms of his hands on her cheeks.
“What would you think about telling us everything while having dinner?” Jon cocked his head and then he turned his face back to you. “You’re invited too, of course.” He nodded. “Thank you for helping Arya to return home safely.”
Can’t wait to see this in the show! ♥
Thanks again @showandwrite for a wonderful imagine!
once you was dying, but Klaus found you and turned into a vampire. He saved your life, but you had to promise him you’ll never tell anyone, because he didn’t want to other think that he did somethnig good once. 50 years later you become a part of Scott’s pack in Beacon Hills. You’re very close to Scott and dating Isaac, so pack accept you as a vampire. Dread Doctors appear so you decide to find Klaus. He’s always had a thing for you so you lean on him that he’ll help
Request - Klaus Mikaelson and the Pack “A little bit of help”
“Are you sure this is gonna work?” Isaac raised his eyebrows and stared at the giant house with the iron gate in front of him. “I mean, trusting you is one thing, but trusting an original vampire…” He couldn’t finish his sentence.
“If (Y/N) says that he will help, he will help.” Scott nodded towards you and he licked his lips. “He did save her fifty years ago. I don’t think he wants her to die now.”
Isaac rolled his eyes and he crossed his arms over his chest. “So, we’re gonna ask the help of someone based on the fact that he might like my girlfriend enough to care if she’ll live or die. Great."
Although it was far from funny, you couldn’t help smiling a little. You had seen Isaac jealous before. Every time you talked to a guy he didn’t know, he showed up next to you, just to make sure everyone knew that you were his and only his.
"There is a difference between liking someone and loving them.” Scott tried to stay positive and he rang the bell. All the way to New Orleans he had been hopeful about the expedition, a lot more hopeful than his best friend had been.
Not that you blamed Isaac for being pessimistic about this entire mission. You had not seen or spoken to Klaus ever since he had turned you into a vampire and you had no idea if he would even be bothered by problems in Beacon Hills. You had no idea if he would still care about you and your friends.
“Well, well…” Klaus walked towards the gate with a smile on his face and he opened the door as quickly as he could. “Look who we have there!” He stared at you and then he raised his eyebrows when he noticed your company. “I see you’ve found yourself some company?” He gestured that you were allowed to come in and you followed him to the courtyard. “So, what brings my favorite vampire and two werewolves to New Orleans?” He sat down in one of the chairs and the three of you did the same.
“We need your help.” You took a deep breath and tried to find words to explain everything that was going on in Beacon Hills. Even though you were sure that Klaus was used to weird things, this all sounded really ridiculous now you were saying it all out loud.
“Looks like New Orleans and Mystic Falls aren’t the only exciting places in the world. I think my family and I should pay Beacon Hills a visit some day.” Klaus didn’t seem to impressed by the problem. “I do however hope that you do not count on me to care about teenagers disappearing and turning into chimaera’s?"
You shook your head. "I don’t.” You swallowed. “I do hope you care about the goal though. The dread doctors are trying to create a beast, a monster, the worst of all werewolves.” You watched how the hybrid in front of you started grinning.
“Love, whatever they’re creating it won’t be as bad as they hope it will be. They can’t simply create someone like me.” Klaus shook his head. “However, if it calms your mind, I’m sure I can send a few vampires of mine to take care of the issue. I wouldn’t want you or…” He stared at Isaac and Scott. “…any of your friends to get hurt.”
You let out a relieved sigh. “Thank you! Thank you so much!”
Amazing TW-TO crossover from @showandwrite ♥ If you are fan of Teen Wolf, The Originals, Game of Thrones and all those amazing fanfiction take a closer look :)
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