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𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬ㅤ𝑡ℎ𝑒ㅤ𝖘𝖔𝖚𝖑.

[klaeus]

𝑖 𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑚,

𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

¹ rules, ² archive, ³ headcanons, ⁴ prompts, ⁵ board.

info hub + headcanons reposted from old accounts: @m1kaelson.

𝐊𝐋𝐀𝐄𝐔𝐒, an independent and private 𝑛𝑖𝑘𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑘𝑎𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜𝑛; heavily influenced by my own headcanons with light influence from the novels. very anti plec + anti canon. resurrected by kiki, twenty8+, she + her, intj. open to most fandoms, with a deep love for original characters. plot driven. trigger heavy, as he will be written darker than in canon. ( think hbo, not the cw ). proceed with caution. 🐺 salvatoraes, malka-lisitsa / little-elena, vei1s, kindofuneven (exclusive), gospul, etharest.

important psa about plotting.

blogroll › @elenva, @lamentful, @mermakes.

𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑦 𝑖𝑛 endless hunger, a creature of fear becoming the feared, madness as a defense against terror, flagrant god complex vs intense self loathing, continuing the cycle instead of breaking it, envy & pride & wrath & greed & lust, self sabotage as self-flagellation, the maker of his own evil, obsession, a violent dog.

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[klaeus]

focusing on emptying my drafts into the queue, then i'll start posting starters again 🙂‍↕️

[klaeus]

wow i love neeclaws microwave so much it's ruining my brain

[klaeus]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋.

[klaeus]

oh also come plot with me while i work 🤠

[klaeus]

okay really wanna get stuff going on @anguisa, go show my girlies some love? hehe 🫶

[klaeus]

i think someone should write mikael 🗡️

[klaeus]

is it bad to be curious when ppl i've never seen before have me blocked? jsdkfljl

[klaeus]

❛❛ the answer is rather simple: i am persistent when i want something. ❜❜ he doesn't wait for an invitation to be seated, simply helping himself and getting comfortable. ❛❛ i would suggest growing accustomed to this quirk of mine. it will make things easier for you. ❜❜ his tone heavily implies he cares not if she gets used to it, that it doesn't matter to him either way. but being the gentleman that he is, he refrains from saying as much out loud.

❪ @oncesacred ❫ . “ why do you keep showing up? ” / pearl.

[milleroptimism]

@klaeus liked.

" ——— How long have you been standing there? "

[klaeus]

❛❛ can't say i was keeping track, love. but might i suggest working on your situational awareness? one never knows who might be lurking around the corner, after all. ❜❜ and coming from the one who had been lurking mere moments ago, his words carry a certain weight.

[klaeus]

those hackles that injured him just as much as they inflicted wounds on others were fully raised before the elder finished his sentence ; that defensive tightness in his jaw whenever he was challenged rearing its ugly head. the glass in his hand was set down with a touch too much force, liquor sloshing wildly as the table beneath trembled under his frustration. ❛❛ what i want, brother, is for you to put this family first. ❜❜ his tone was biting, any hint of his typical put upon charm nowhere to be found. ❛❛ and after a millennia of always and forever, one would think that wouldn't be such a big ask. ❜❜ a petulant child, feeling as though he was on the verge of being abandoned. elijah was his north star, and he'd cut his own hands off before admitting it, but how could he be asked to share when it was always meant to be family first?

❪ @mikaels0n-elijah ❫ . ❛ you don’t want me to have anything in my life that’s not you. ❜

[klaeus]

Hey, Klaus. Is there anyone in your life who can get away with certain things they do that annoy you, that most people can’t?

❛❛ depends on your definition of get away with, i suppose. if the bar is simply i do not kill them despite how they aggravate me, my entire bloody family is an example of my more merciful nature. ❜❜

[klaeus]

she's sitting and pouting because dammit! why is he so attractive covered in blood.

❛❛ and if i said it is to make luring in my next prey all the easier? ❜❜ while teasing, toying with the suggestion, there's an insidious whisper of truth in it. ❛❛ how would you feel about that, love? ❜❜

[pinkhysteria]

KLAUS MIKAELSON  •  (4.09)

“Sounds like quite the chore, which is why I feel perfectly justified doing a little charity work.”

[poms-resources]

i'm okay with:

starting over - are you a little overwhelmed with where our thread is going? let me know, and i'd be happy to start a new one with you!

pausing - if you're feeling one thread more than another we have going on, that's perfectly fine! you're welcome to let me know if you'd like, but it's not a necessity.

multiples - if we have a ship that you love and you have many ideas for them, always feel welcome to throw them at me no matter what! while it may affect my reply speed due to having more, it doesn't affect my interest at all!

regrouping - maybe we initially had an idea that didn't pan out but you don't know how to say it? just shoot me a message and let me know you'd like to plot further/something else.

anything else - have we not talked and you want to? shoot me a message! send in a meme if you don't know where to start! ask for my discord! i may not initiate too often myself, but i love being able to love our threads together!

[klaeus]

this new psd is hot bae, don’t tell klaus tho…… ego too big already

❛❛ unfortunately, she has lost speaking privileges due to not giving me the level of attention i am entitled to ⸻ so i will take that compliment in her stead. as for my ego, love, my head has yet to inflate so i fail to see what you are carrying on about. ❜❜

[etharest]

" i know, you would think my favorite color to be something dark and gloomy, but it isn't. it's the color of the white of the lily of the valley in my garden, against the green of the lush grass. it's the slightly shimmering glowing gold of the moths that live there. lit's the swirl of the sunset above. and the pale green of the leaves of the weeping willows. " the angel lifts a delicate hand to her mouth, covering the soft giggle that breathes out of her lips. " i suppose i don't really have just one in that case, do i? "

[klaeus]

the sounds of his paintbrush accompanies her words, the background track a rhythmic, soothing melody. he hums in acknowledgement occasionally, verbal reassurances of his attention. ❛❛ you don't indeed, love. rather, i would label you the type who has appreciation for every color and therefore cannot settle on a favorite. ❜❜ the brush lowers, and he takes a half step back from the easel, studying the canvas with a critical eye. the incompleteness of it nags at him, a pull at that need for perfection that haunts him. his tongue clicks in annoyance, gaze flicking to her. ❛❛ missing something, hm? ❜❜