#bastardmikaelson

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bastardmikaelson replied to your link:lady aurora.

Bae. I want things

4ever urs

[blueyedsalvatore-blog]

"Is that my shirt?" (MY HAND SLIPPED)

SEND “IS THAT MY SHIRT?” FOR YOUR MUSE FINDING MINE IN YOUR MUSE’S SHIRT

[ my hand slipped ]

She smirked up at him from where she was reading a book on the couch, wearing only the shirt in question. Okay, so maybe it was his shirt and she’d purposely chosen it because she knew it was one of his favorites but he had told her to make herself at home. So she just couldn’t resist herself. “Oh, lets be honest Klaus-y, it looks better on me than it does on you. I’ve got better legs.”

[blueyedsalvatore-blog]

∞ the big bad wolf ∞

@bastardmikaelson​ liked THIS for a starter

“Fancy meeting you here, so surprising.” Okay, maybe she was exaggerating a bit, she had known exactly where to find him. Had been actively seeking him out. “If I buy you a drink, will you curb your homicidal tendencies long enough to hear me out?”

[artemisxargent-archived-blog]

✿ Allison And Klaus (bc too lazy to get on bastardmikaelson)

send me ✿ + a ship and i’ll tell you…

For bastardmikaelson​ because Sue Z is too lazy to get on right blog XD

who is more excited for Halloween?

Klaus and simply because he likes to walk around growling at people. 

who gives the best gifts?

Klaus: he’s had over 1000 years to perfect buying the perfect gift. And it will come in handy to get Allison on his good side.

who sings along to the radio the loudest?

Allison simply because the type of music Klaus listens to not only has no words (symphonies) but they are so old they make Mozart look new. 

who actually finishes a book they’ve started?

Klaus: he likes to read, especially historical books. Simply to point out the flaws.

who falls asleep during a movie?

Allison usually, unless they are in an actually movie theater.

who plans a surprise getaway vacation?

Klaus? He’s the one that’s been practically everywhere in the world.

who comes home with useless decorative knick knacks for the house every single 

Allison and its usually a bloody mess.

who takes more pictures?

Neither? Klaus does like to paint her though (normally when she doesn’t know it)

who likes baths? who likes showers?

Baths. Both likes baths. With lots of bubbles. (Ok, the bubbles are mostly Allison’s thing)

who keeps a weekly planner?

Neither because what’s the point when its just going to prove that they can’t follow a schedule, not with all the wolves, witches, and vampires after Klaus. She’s like the head of his security detail sometimes; never keeping the same schedule.

who actually watches the discovery channel?

Does Klaus even have a TV in the compound.

who brings up having kids first?

Until Allison learns/meets Hope, she is under the assumption that Klaus can’t have kids... so Klaus?

who fixes things around the house when they break?

Hhahaha, Klaus compels someone. 

who leaves their dirty towels on the floor?

Neither. Neat freaks

who makes the coffee in the morning?

Whoever is up earlier. Or which one never went to bed.

who gets jealous over very petty things?

Klaus? He can be quite possessive his things, and his lovers.

who exercises more?

Do they have time to exercise with everyone trying to kill him? Isn’t that exercise enough?

who starts listening to Christmas music in October?

Allison, because the music makes Hope smile. So she plays it all the time. Along with the classic Christmas cartoons.

who actually reads the newspaper?

Elijah XD

[artemisxargent-archived-blog]

He kidnapped me. He was charming, powerful, intoxicating. Accepting his advances might be the last mistake I’d ever make. He was a dangerous man, and the fact that he made me feel alive couldn’t hide that I danced with death. I made my choice, and he made his. Now I’m trapped in his basement, completely at his mercy. Day after day, he toys with me for his own amusement. Pleasure and pain, pain and pleasure. The two are so linked now that I can barely tell them apart and I’m beginning to crave both. Worse, I’m beginning to crave him.

Based on the novel His Witness by Vanessa Waltz

I DO NOT OWN GRAPHICS OR PLOT!

[azurxous]

She knows that she was a girl named Malia Tate once upon a time. She does not remember things in human words, because she’s only just regained them, but as she digs with ragged, dirty nails at the wet earth in front of her, she is thinking of gold-green light and the song of blood in her veins. She is anticipating the taste of blood on her tongue followed by the savory crunch of tiny bones between her teeth, and greedily clawing at a hole cleared by something small and terrified when she hears the noise. The noise that exits her throat is inhuman-------her spine bows, her shoulders hunch and she’s backing into the dark on all fours before she even processes the urge to retreat. She growls in warning, eyes glowing green-gold in the half light cast by the streetlight and digs her fingers into wet Louisiana dirt.

[lydxaisms-blog]

bastardmikaelson + followed

“You look like you could use a few shots.” Lydia looked at the male as she made her way around the  bar that she had recently been employed at. Since moving away from Beacon Hills she needed to make a living for herself, and  bartending was a hot job in New Orleans. “Or maybe the whole bottle?”