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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐋 / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐓𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐊. [ 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆. ]
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the children of ansel ( in birth order ) as written about in a journal kept by ansel’s bedside.
eleanor tomlinson as merewina�� ( merrie ) dragenson nee anseldottir.
and though she came first, she never stood with superiority. her mother’s daughter through & through, merrie became the heart of the pack; beloved sister, cherished friend. it was she who would heal the wounded and feed the hungry. she who would teach the children how to read. though born a wolf, merrie rarely turned and yet, inner wolf was never clearer in the fierce loyalty she displayed everyday. the same loyalty that saw her die at mikael’s hand, shielding families from his onslaught.
joseph morgan as niklaus ( klaus ) mikaelson.
each full moon drew me closer to klaus. it was undeniable; a strong, stubborn bond that i could not shake, no matter how much esther insisted i must. the call of my own was loud & i yearned to be near him, to raise him, to teach him. i waited for the day he would trigger his curse & need me, but that day never came. the pack was never complete without him. i was never complete without him. i should’ve done more. this insert includes many hand - drawn pictures of a young niklaus, sketched by ansel’s own hands.
eysteinn sigurdarson as cadman anselson.
born two minutes & seven seconds before his twin sister, and rest assured, he never let goldiva forget. cadman stood with the confidence of an alpha before he could even truly understand the meaning of the word. i watch him lead warriors into victory after victory, and he did so with a valiance not even i myself possess. he did not marry nor have children, and he believed that made him a stronger leader for it gave him nothing to lose. perhaps he was right. though nothing like his namesake, i feel in my bones father caedmon would’ve felt honour in knowing my son fought with his legacy.
thea soie loch naess as goldiva anseldottir.
and should anyone ever doubt goldiva’s place on the battlefield, they certainly never lived to make that mistake twice. my daughter was born with fire in her eyes & a wolf in her heart / claws already sharpened for war. she embraced the change on her eighteenth birthday, underneath the blood moon and standing side by side cadman, neither ever truly apart from the day they arrived together. i fear cadman struggled without her when she died at mikael’s hand and he did not. it turns out he did have something to lose after all.
harrison osterfield as ricmann ( ric ) anselson.
ricmann was a quiet child and he remained so throughout life. the boy seemed more interested in nature than people, whispering words to the injured birds while nursing their broken wing. he would spend hours with the plants, tending to vegetables. though his name meant the power to rule, he grew up a gentle soul, burdened by the weight of the moon in the sky. i could see the pressure he felt to follow in his sibling’s footsteps. i hope he knew i would’ve loved him regardless. it was a conversation we never got the chance to share before mikael slew us both.
freya allen as hildegyth anseldottir.
the youngest girl of a large family. i think it bothered her sometimes; too often mistaken for a child when she was so desperate to grow up as fast as possible. she became the perfect combination of us all, carrying herself with the softness found in ricmann's heart, but fighting with cadman’s spirit if ever required. overcame obstacles with determination that could only be learnt from goldiva, yet in turn, won many villager’s admiration with that same ability to love i saw in merrie. it was as if we took the best parts of us and gave them to her. she wasn’t just a wolf. she was a force and those that underestimated her, soon realised the error of their ways. hildegyth survived mikael and i watched over her as she raised merewina’s daughter as her own. because of her, our legacy lives on.
unseen in this gifset as beowulf anselson.
our littlest wolf. beowulf came to us as a miraculous surprise, born on a cold winter’s morning, with sif clutching my hand. we loved him dearly in the short time we had together as a family, and though i know he struggled to remember us as i watched him grow from the other side, i do not regret dying to ensure his survival. my approach distracted mikael long enough for brida to run, beowulf tucked safely in her arms. i died knowing he was in safe hands.
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OOPS! ALL ANGST! PROMPTS
* assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary
when were you going to tell me the truth?
so you're telling me everything has been a lie.
i never should have trusted you.
you've done nothing but lie.
i had to make you believe me in order to get you to come.
there's nothing you can do for me now.
go! i'll fight them off! get to safety!
i'm done with this place.
we were never meant to be together.
there's nothing you can say to convince me otherwise.
i put my faith in you, and this is how you repay me?
you should have known better than to trust me.
is that all this is? a ploy? a game? is that what i am to you?
you've been playing with my heart this whole time.
was any of it real?
i'm never coming back here again.
i have a message from your father.
you were a waste of my time.
so that's it then? you're leaving?
we always knew this was a one way trip.
it's been an honor serving with you.
how long have you known?
did you ever love me? i mean really love me?
they made me a better offer.
it's not my fault you fell in love.
i need you to promise me you'll do everything in your power to fight.
what are you talking about? i'm not leaving you here!
there's nothing we can do now.
it's useless to try and fight.
i always thought there was more to you. turns out i was wrong.
you betrayed me for nothing.
you made me a promise.
it's no use. i've tried everything.
i can't believe you fell for that.
everything you've ever known is a lie.
do you want to hear what really happened?
i should have told you this a long time ago.
you're going to want to sit down for this.
i'm not sure you're ready for the honest truth.
i have a message from your mother.
get out of my house!
i'm never speaking to you again.
i'm not going to repeat myself.
i told you to never contact me again.
i warned you this would happen.
you're really good at fucking things up.
don't worry. you'll never hear from me again.
you were wrong about everything.
you already missed your chance.
i never asked for much.
i've loved you since the day we met.
i don't want you to be here when it happens.
you're such a disappointment.
i can't go on without you.
you have ruined my life!
we should run.
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i just don’t think i talk enough about the fact ansel was alone, all by himself, on the other side for a thousand years & still canonly kept his mind intact. it could’ve so easily snapped from the loneliness. we saw how other ghosts who had been dead for less time struggled, but ansel came back so clear - headed in the show and i can only ( rightfully ) assume watching over his son / remaining children / pack brought him such a strong level of comfort, that even though he was alone for centuries, he still had something to hold on for. seeing them live and grow in turn kept him from falling into the abyss that threatened so many others.
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dyson + sparring with the girls
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due to personal reasons I will be cheating death
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daredevil sentence starters. s1ep5: world on fire.
feel free to change pronouns as needed!
you just opened one of the cuts on your back.
i can hear your bones shift when you breathe. no grinding means nothing's broken.
i guess you have to think of it as more than just five senses. i can't see, not like everyone else, but i can feel. things like balance and direction. micro-changes in air density, vibrations, blankets of temperature variations. mix all that with what i hear, subtle smells. all of the fragments form a sort of... impressionistic painting.
if all i saw was fire, i'd probably want to hit people, too.
i wear a mask and beat on people. doesn't exactly mesh with police policy.
i removed their head... with my car door.
a rising tide raises all boats, [name]. profits will be divided equally among us.
masked vigilantes, crazy russians... i'm getting my stun gun out of storage.
this city. bad enough you get mugged, now they chop your melon off. what's next, groping corpses?
i like listening to your voice.
they offered us a job, a great job which we turned down to save the world.
they're gonna shark attack me! look at me, i'm delicious.
we will see you in court where i will absolutely dismantle you from the top of your salon blowout to the bottom of your overpriced pumps.
you were really something back in the day... when you had a soul.
scream and that arm becomes your good one.
i've been lied to before... by men. some were even decent ones but they still felt the need to be dishonest... about things that mattered. do you feel that need... [name]?
i don't like to be in public. and i don't like to be questioned. but you can ask me anything. and i will always be honest with you.
we will honor you, my brother... with the blood of war.
i can't believe that because if i do, that means you're not the man... that i believe you to be.
i need to be the man this city needs.
what you do is important to so many people, i get that. i just don't think i can let myself fall in love with someone... whose so damn close to becoming what he hates.
i want to carve something beautiful out of its ugliness... set free its potential.
we've been sitting here talking for hours... and you're going to insult me like i have no idea what you really do?
i know you're a dangerous man. that's why i brought a gun to a dinner date.
i've done things that i'm not proud of, [name]. i've hurt people, and i'm going to hurt more. it's impossible to avoid for what i'm trying to do but i take no pleasure in it - in cruelty. but this city isn't a caterpillar, it doesn't spin a cocoon and wake up a butterfly. a city... crumbles and fades. it needs to die before it can be reborn.
by my side is the safest place you can ever be.
no, i do not kiss on the first date. sorry, not gonna happen!
you're alive... which means you made the right decision.
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PROMPTS FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS
* assorted dialogue for that slow build up of reluctant interest and romantic curiosity between enemies, adjust as necessary
you didn't have to help me, you know. you could have just left me there.
are you... flirting with me? was that flirting?
dinner's on me. we can work out our differences then.
you're not as bad as i thought.
i'm shocked. that was actually impressive, what you just did. i didn't think you had it in you.
we've been going at it for hours.
this doesn't mean i like you.
please step out of my way.
if you just gave me a chance to prove myself...
you've got me all wrong.
i don't actually hate you.
i didn't know you could do that.
you don't have to believe everything they tell you about me.
you're kinda cute for an asshole.
i'm not here to be made fun of.
it was just a kiss. it didn't mean anything.
when did i ask you for advice?
let me make this clear. i don't like you. i will never like you. i am just using you for your expertise, and that's it.
i don't care what you think of me.
why can't you just see me for me?
it's a shame you're such an asshole.
we could have had something.
that was before i realized who you were.
i think i deserve a little respect.
why do you keep looking at me like that?
stop staring at my ass!
maybe i misjudged you.
i was pretty mean back then, wasn't i?
i never gave you a chance to explain yourself.
you're not as bad as i thought you'd be.
let's bury the hatchet.
i heard that!
what were you saying about me?
was that... a compliment?
i think we got off on the wrong foot.
let's try again. let me reintroduce myself.
can we call a truce?
we're never going to get anything done if we're at each other's throats.
are you the one that vouched for me?
i'll have to admit... that was pretty great.
think of the things we could accomplish if we just worked together.
you need my help. i need yours.
what you did back there... that was impressive.
i didn't ask for your help back there.
why are you helping me?
i thought you hated my guts.
that was a little uncalled for.
great, but i still don't trust you.
stop staring at me like that.
we both have something the other needs.
i don't need a babysitter.
let's start over. try this again.
you're the one who got us into this mess, not me.
i thought you said you didn't want to help me.
maybe it would be smarter if we worked together.
i don't like working with you, but maybe i have to.
this would be a lot easier if you just listened to me.
why do you hate me so much?
you're the one that kissed me!
i never gave you a chance to explain yourself.
they were wrong about you. i... was wrong about you.
there's a lot more to me than meets the eye.
you're not so bad yourself.
what ever happened to "i will never work with you as long as i live?"
what made you change your mind about me?
i can take care of myself, you know.
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ansel: somebody tell me what the hell happened.
them: well, klaus —
ansel: got it.
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ansel will rarely call klaus by his full name " niklaus " unless asked to by his son himself. this is because he’s painfully aware how derogatory it was when used by mikael; spat out like a bad taste, rather than spoken in fondness. watching over from the other side, he only ever really heard the name used in a spiteful, insulting manner & didn't care for it, leading him to automatically lean towards klaus. interestingly enough, he has his own (nick)names for both klaus and hope. klaus’ was conri, meaning king of the wolves / wolf king, chosen when he first discovered esther was with child. hope’s is lovel, meaning young wolf. neither quite have the same ring as their given names, but it’s just a lil fun fact to think about.
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