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dcxdpdabbles · 9 months

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thought: what if jason had the ability to see ghosts but only when tired. so he ends up thinking he’s hallucinating and doesn’t tell anyone because thats tims thing

There is a little girl singing nursery rhythms and spinning in small circles. Now usually, Jason wouldn't find that too out of place. Kids always found the strangest things entertaining.

No, what was strange was that the little girl was floating just above the rails of the stairway. She looks like a poorly edited clip slapped onto the backdrop of the gala he has been dragged to.

She's wearing a red dress and a large bow in her hair that seems to have been stolen from Alice on her way to Wonderland. Her skin had a greenish hue, and a slight glow was coming off her, reminding Jason of a miniature night light.

"Huh," He mumbles, taking another sip of the water he picked up. Bruce is the one who pretends to get sloppy drunk at all the parties, while in comparison, Jason has gained a reputation for never touching alcohol. It says a lot about how powerful the Waynes are if his presence ensures the hosts have other refreshments ready for him.

This means that the little girl is not a drunken hallucination. Maybe he's more tired than he thought.

"What is it?" Tim asks to his side. His disgusting CEO smile is still firmly in place, a twist of the lips that belie the hidden tension. Tim would appear relaxed and enjoying the party like any other elite if anyone glanced in their direction. "Trouble?"

The little girl is sticking her tongue out at some teenagers heading her way. She's not doing anything but making faces at random guests that walk by. "I don't think so."

"What is it then?"

Jason had a choice here. He could mention the little girl, but that would mean admitting he could see her. Based on the way, literally, no one is reacting; he's the only one that can.

She's likely another hallucination.

Jason has been getting those since he was young, usually due to a lack of sleep. Just last week, he saw a butcher wandering the streets of Gotham, wearing the highest heels he had ever seen. That had been after the five-day mission with the OutLaws, where he thinks he only had a chance to sleep maybe three times.

He should go home before the little girl starts doing something weird.

Not that he would ever let the rest of the family know, especially Tim. Seeing things that aren't there is Tim's thing, and Jason has teased him too often over the years about it to start admitting he's got the condition too.

He nods his head at the teenagers. Tim turns his body slightly, allowing his gaze to take in what he's looking at without making it obvious he's staring. Apparently, he can't make it known he's interested in someone. Ugh, another rule of high society that Jason will never bother to understand. "I've never seen them before."

He means the two accompany Samatha Manson. He's aware of the inventor's granddaughter, seeing as her family had ties with the Waynes, distant as they may be. It was Waynes who bought the rights to her grandfather's inventions many years ago, and his son was the one that started investing in some smaller shell companies of Waynes, further building the family fortune.

Jason didn't see her often at galas because while the Mansons were wealthy, they were new money. They had no connections, mannerisms, or mindset to be welcomed by the elites.

"Daniel Fenton and Tucker Foley. Foley is in the brown suit, Fenton is the one in the black one." Tim identifies quickly. He probably went over the gala invitation guest list to memorize everyone attending even though it wasn't a gala they were hosting. "Her best friends. Nothing that stands out too much about them except for Fenton. His parents are independent ghost hunters and researchers."

Jason blinks down at this brother. "Ghost hunters?"

Both brothers know how real ghosts can be in their line of work, seeing as Deadman has helped them with some cases before. Still, it's surprising to find civilians who are that close to the undead.

"More Ghostbusters than actual hunters." Tim shrugs when he gets a confused frown. "I looked into them to make sure Fenton over there wouldn't be a danger once in Gotham. His parents' inventions are marketed as ghost-hunting equipment but are authentic weapons. He's been known to show signs of rouge potential behavior."

Jason looks back at the black hair boy who is......talking to the little girl? Or trying to? She is spinning again, floating up to the chandelier, not caring for the teenage boy leaning over the railing towards her as Foley and Manson stand guard. If they trying to be inconspicuous, they are doing a poor job.

Jason spots Damian approaching the trio with a tense set of his shoulders. His youngest brother taps his finger against the glass in his hand in a specific rhythm.

If any of the Bats have seen Damian- which is all of them, given that everyone in the family always keeps an eye on Damian at galas- they have all been told the same message.

Possible jumper.

Granted, without the little girl, it looks like Fenton wants to take a leap over the railing. That's worrying.

Tim proves this by tilting his chin slightly in their direction, shoulders also tense. "Let's go."

Jason follows after Tim, trying his best to not make it obvious they are freaking out about a possible tragedy about to happen. Damian, thankfully, has already reached the teenagers but is stalled by Manson.

He can't hear what she's saying, but she's matching Damian's angry scowl with her own. Seeing the only two goth kids standing off with each other is hilarious.

Damian had told Bruce a few months back that he wanted to try and change his civilian persona a bit and had taken their dad's credit card with Raven to do shopping.

He's come back as a goth, giving Bruce a near heart attack, as Damian changed out all his suits to have a scull somewhere on his person at all times. Jason thought it was the best cover plan the brat could have ever done.

Mason's right eye twitches when she sees them, but other than glaring harshly, she doesn't say anything as they come up to stand behind Damian. Tim is in the perfect place to sludge for Fenton should the boy throw himself over. Jason is to tackle the two teenagers should they try to stop his brother.

"Dude, it's okay. Danny always does that," Foley assures as they finally climb up to them. "He's really into, ugh, parkour."

"It's dangerous," Damian particularly bites. Looks like someone needs more sensitive training.

Fenton stops trying to lean over the rail to glance over his shoulder to Damian. "I'm okay. Thank you for worrying about me, though."

Jason is standing in the prime location to see Damian's haughty expression melt away into startled wonder. He watches a tiny bit of red appear on the cheekbones of his youngest brother, and for a moment, all Jason can think is how much he will have fun teasing the boy later.

Gosh, if he wasn't so tired he would realize he wasn't the only one who noticed.

"He's red like a tomato!" A feminine voice chirps, and he can't help but laugh at the comment. Damian's face is slowly turning redder by the curious head tilt Fenton does in his direction. Cute.

"You got that right, kiddo, so red he's ripe for the picking. " Jason smirks down at his brother, who, for his part, dares to look confused.

"What are you babbling about?" Damian snaps as Tim's intense eyes swing over the boy's head to lock gazes with Jason.

"What the girl said"

"I didn't say anything," Manson denies, and Jason finally realizes he has responded to the little girl, who is grinning ear from ear. Shit.

"Oh." Fenton nods, stepping down the railing to look Jason dead in the eye and smile. "You see dead people."

"Cool, one of us. One of us." Foley chants with a grin, and even Mason seems to relax more, going from irritated to indifferent. The teenager stops his chat when the three brothers fail to find humor.

Danny just smiles near-vacantly, which causes Damian to look hot under the collar.

Maybe Jason should leave to take a nap in the safety of his room because he does not have the time to unpack all of this.

"Maybe we should find Bruce," Tim says after a moment, and that is when the little girl choices to fly right up to Tim and flick his ear. Tim startles so hard he slams into Damian, who loses his footing and falls over. Jason is fast enough to catch him before he rolls down the stairs.

Danny giggles, and for the first time since he's known Damian, he looks like he wants the ground to swallow him hole. What a weird night for Jason.

"What the hell was that?" Tim mumbles, looking around.

Manson grins a sharp, wicked thing. "A ghost"

"Of course it is." Tim sighs then he gives Jason a near-eye glare. "How long have you been able to see ghosts?"

"Honestly? Probably since I was six. I thought they were hallucinations."

"And why did you not tell anyone about having what you thought were lifelong hallucinations?"

"I'm not you. Hallucinations are your weird thing. Mine are guns."

"I like them," Fenton announces, and the other two finally step back. Only then does he come to the startling observation that Manson and Feley had been acting like bodyguards by placing themselves between Fenton and the Waynes?

What a strange night indeed.

"Todd, let me up!"

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #pre-Dead Serious #Jason sees dead people #But doesn't tell anyone cause he's pity #Danny and co are just trying to tell the little ghost girl to move

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flamingpudding · 6 months

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Fictober23 Prompt: 30 - "Are you with me?"

Fandom: DPxDC

Rating: G

Warnings: -

A/N: I had absolutely no idea what to do with this one… and it shows I think… also can this be considered crackish?

"Danny you ready?"

"Give me a second Red!"

"No time! Going live in…"

"Wait wait wait!"

"3..."

"I got the popcorn!"

"2…"

"What about the block against the Justice League?!"

"1…"

"Red locked them out of the system. Now get ready!!"

"Go!"

Danny blinked as he got pushed by Superboy in front of the camera Impulse was standing behind. Behind them was Wonder Girl giving him a thumbs up with one hand and holding up giant flash cards with her other one.

"Uh Hi?"

Impulse raised an eyebrow and moved his hand in a keep going motion. Nervously Danny rubbed his neck. He looked left and right as if looking for something until his eyes focused back onto the camera. He coughed, took a deep breath, unnecessary in phantom form but helpful to calm down, before smiling and touching his hands together at their fingertips.

"Ahem. Hello, hi. Now you might be wondering. Who the fuck is that guy to interrupt my Saturday night movie program. I am Phantom, the newest member of Young Justice. King of the Ghost Zone also known as the Infinite Realms. The Dimension that's pretty much gluing our entire reality together." He gave the camera a nervous smile before he continued. "I am here to tell you on behalf of the entirety of the Infinite Realms. That you humans, of this dimension…"

Danny took a deep breath, from the corner of his eyes he saw Superboy giving another keep going sign while Red Robin was checking something on his laptop, making sure none of their mentors was trying to cut short their live feat over the entire world as well as that the subtitles worked for different language countries.

"...well you humans suck." Danny said as he breathed out, closing his eyes and pausing for a moment to let his message sink in. "Look, I get it. It's always hard finding something new, seeing change but come on. Anti-Ecto Acts? Was that necessary?"

He waved his hand around like he was thinking to find the right words while peaking at the flash card Wonder Girl was holding up.

"Like come on, can't you humans get your act together? Why hunt down an entire species just because they are different? You humans are already constantly at war with each other, aside from the idiocy of that, do you really have to add interdimensional war to that list?"

Danny chuckled nervously ignoring the additional flash card Impulse was now holding up to make him call out some of the humans' crimes against, the list mostly containing petty things Impulse didn't like. "Just so you know. I am barely keeping my council from declaring the dimensional one by the way." He added instead.

"Now you all are probably wondering what the hell this random ghost hero is talking about with no solution." He glanced to the side. " Well I have one."

Danny coughed into his hand and right his stance. "Dogs."

He held out his arms and Cujo appeared out of nowhere jumping into them. Off camera Wonder Girl coed. His ghost puppy had pretty much charmed all his hero friends since day one.

"They are loyal, awesome, cute and every beings best friend. Ancients even Superman has one!" Danny said smiling as he held up Cujo into the camera, he was glad he had remembered to infuse Red Robin's equipment with ectoplasm so the broadcast wouldn't get distorted.

"It's something we can all agree on. So, are you with me? Let's discard these stupid acts and all focus on the cuteness of little beings like him? How could anyone want to destroy his entire existence!"

"SHIT!" Red Robin cursed loudly off Camera and Danny blinked head turning towards his direction. "B got our location! Oracle ratted us out and is about to shut down the broadcast!"

"What this soon?! We didn't even get to the juicy parts yet!" Impulse complained loudly and Danny nervously faced the camera.

"Uh… Yea so.. No Anti-Ecto Acts and pro Dogs!" He summed up liften a encouraging fist up as Cujo barked happily in his arms.

"ETA 2! We need to bolt!" Red Robin shouted as Wonder Girl Rushed across the camera to open the window on the other side. Superboy was already picking up Red Robin and Impulse was gone before Red had even finished his sentence.

Phantom gave the camera one nervous smile as Cujo jumped out of his arms. "For the record. This broadcast was brought to you by sleep deprived Red and our opinion that the Justice League is taking too long!"

The next second phantom was seen rushing off to the side most likely following the others a moment later a crash was heard in the distance before the camera tilted and fell to the side. The broadcast was cut off at that point.

Unknown to the audience, a group of young hero's was rushing away from there not so secret broadcasting location, trying to escape their mentors that were not happy about their kids trying to take matters into their own hands just because 'the adults are taking to long'.

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redrobin-detective · 3 years

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Hey I want Poindexter to become friends with Danny and co, ending up an unofficial member of Team Phantom.

Poindexter was too weak to see or materialize in the human world before the portal increased the baseline ectoplasm level in Amity Park. So he didn’t know about Danny’s nerd status until after their first encounter. And Sydney is really cut up about it. He wants to protect the weak, help those who suffer like he had and couldn’t even tell apart a bully from a victim. Has he really become that out of touch?

To make it up to Danny, Sydney does little things to try and make things easier for the ghost kid. He flickers out the lights when Danny needs a quick escape. Slams and locks doors to prevent people from seeing an ill-timed transformation. Dash and the other bullies are having all sorts of bad luck when they make attempts to beat on some nerd but Fenton especially seems off limits. Danny, who’s already exhausted and stressed out by the new changes in his life, appreciates it. He makes a point to thank his first ghostly ally.

Without the fear of being permanently taken, Danny will walk the halls of ghostly Casper High alongside Sydney and just talk. While not a powerful ghost by any means, he offers Danny whatever tips and tricks he can for controlling his ghost powers and teaches him ghost culture in general. Danny updates Poindexter on modern life and Syd has an open invitation to come hang out in the real world. He’ll float invisibly behind Danny during class and whisper things until Danny’s once more in trouble for his incessant giggling.

Sam and Tuck soon get used to a dead, time displaced nerd being added to their group. Tucker is determined to get Sydney, who’d also been a mathematician and technology enthusiast back in the day, up to speed on all the new updates. He’s very shy and awkward around Sam at first, not used to talking to girls but she’s open and daring and he admires her kindness as much as her spirit. Once Jazz is looped in she is all over Sydney, practically adopting him as a new younger brother and helping him work through the traumas he suffered in both life and death.

Danny teaches some fighting moves, helps increase Sydney’s power levels and soon he’s able to take care of very small, weak ghosts on his own. He’s thrilled, a lifetime of being an incapable loser and now he’s keeping back dangerous ghosts! (Well not TOO dangerous, anything too big he goes to Danny for but still!) It gives Danny a pinch of breathing room not to have to leave class for every minor ghost that comes. One day, Tucker jokes that Syd was a part of their ghost hunting team only for none of them to laugh because, well, he sort of was. It stopped being weird and just became normal. Sydney Poindexter led a lonely life and though he’d have a miserable, lonely death only to find friends and purpose through miscommunication and a happy accident.

If you happen to see the trouble making trio of Casper High leave a spot open at their cafeteria table, or at the Nasty Burger maybe it’s not just them being weird. That seat is being occupied by the high school’s resident spirit and the fourth member of their friend group.

#danny phantom #*slams fists on table* Poindexter deserves to have real friends #his entire beef with Danny was a misunderstanding #once they got past that I feel they'd get along great #Danny gets a ghostly friend who helps him out with little things #Poindexter gets serious street cred new friends and something to do with his afterlife #It's a win-win #bitch fartman is a coward to not develop his ghosts beyond antagonists and on this hil i will die on

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pynkhues · 5 years

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55. “You broke it” fluff/angst prompt for Brio

#55 “You broke it.”

Set in The Centre and Circumference / Domestic Fic universe

He’s still reading through the last of what must be fifteen texts from Elizabeth (she’s gotta work late at the dealership, so he’s on parenting duty. It should be no big thing, and he really isn’t sure whether it’s some leftover bullshit from that dumbass ex of hers, or if she really does forget that he’s been a parent almost as long as she has, but she’s blowing up his phone like he’s ghosting her again) when he hears the crash from upstairs and the pounding of little feet on the floor above him.

Rocking his jaw, he glances down towards the dining room where Kenny and Danny are poring over their homework, both tilting their heads up at the sound, and Rio’s only just starting towards the stairs when he hears another set of feet running in the opposite direction and then a loud cry breaking through the quiet.

“You broke it!”

It’s enough to make him toss his phone (the non-work one) to Kenny, telling him to follow his mom’s instructions for dinner (and sure, Rio’s man enough to admit he’s not the best cook, but he knows how to throw a frozen pizza in the oven, Elizabeth, damn), and takes the stairs two at a time towards the kids’ rooms.

He’s not the sorta guy who likes to go into situations blind, but he’s also been around the traps long enough to know it’s best to keep expectations to a minimum, lest those notions get you sprung, but still. He can’t exactly say he’s surprised to see Marcus and Jane peering nervously out from behind the former’s bedroom door, while Emma’s neighbouring one sits wide open.

Sending an arched eyebrow back to Marcus and Jane, who quickly vanish, closing the door behind them, Rio steps into Emma’s room instead.

The theme thing still gets him, and Emma’s room in particular is an eyesore – all that sugar and spice shit – unicorn pillows and hanging fairy lights and a bright row of smilin’ Barbies, and Jesus, he didn’t even know they made pink glitter wall paint, but the sparkle catching his eye is unmistakable.

In the centre of it all is Emma, sitting on a pink fluffy rug, her musical jewellery box blown open beside her, and the second she sees him, she gives him those big, Bambi eyes that may as well be her mom’s. She holds out her hands towards him, and it’s only then that he sees the tiny porcelain ballerina from her music box, held as tenderly as a baby bird, and shit, he thinks, clocking the shattered legs of the thing, and the anxious red of Emma’s cheeks.

“I hate them,” she wails. “They break everything.”

And hell, he always figured she was the most astute of Elizabeth’s kids, but she gets no bonus points for realising her sister and Marcus have made a miniature demolition team. Crouching down in front of her, he looks at the ballerina in her hands, resisting the impulse to tear it from her grip and get rid of the thing – he’s had enough experience with shards of porcelain to know they’re a bitch to get out of cuts at the best of times after all.

“Lemme see,” he tells her, but Emma jerks her hands back to her chest, distrustful, like she knows what he’s thinking, and like he said – astute.

Before he can say anything else, a petulant voice sounds behind him:

“We didn’t mean to. We just wanted to put her in the show.”

He tears his eyes away from Emma long enough to look back at her open door, Jane and Marcus hovering there, Jane’s chin sticking up defiantly, while Marcus looks about ready to vanish back down the hallway at the first hint of reprimand. Rio gives them a distinctly unimpressed look.

“Are we talkin’ to you right now?” he asks, and he ain’t even all that mad, but it’s still enough to send the two of them bolting back down the hall to Marcus’ room.

“Can you fix her?” Emma asks when he turns back towards her, holding her hands up, and he nudges slightly at the figurine, another sliver of porcelain crumbling off her hip. He sighs, looking up to meet Emma’s desperate look.

“I don’t think so, darlin’,” he says, and Emma’s bottom lip quivers. She curls her fingers around the ballerina, clutching her in two hands at her chest, her breaths starting to come out faster, and he’s seen enough bouts of hysterics to know one when he sees it coming. Reaching over, he grabs Emma by the elbows, pulling her up against him and walking her over to her bed. He’s barely sat down before she collapses into tears against his chest, her little body wracked with sobs.

Rio sighs, scooting further back in her bed, shoving some of her unicorn cushions out of his way in the process. He’s not sure if it’s the movement, or the contact, but something he’s done seems to change her mood, the red of her cheeks spilling back across her neck in childish fury.

“I should break their things,” she hisses through her tears, her forehead creasing in anger, and Rio hums, still shoving cushions off the bed (and damn, him and Elizabeth need to have a conversation about how much money she’s spending on ugly, decorative pillows).

“Yeah? You think so? That gonna get you your girl back?”

And sure, maybe he could’ve been a little more sensitive, he thinks, looking at her look up at him, the anger giving way to that wobbly bottom lip again, but she shakes her head no, and at least it steered her off the path she was heading down (and shit, she must get that from someone else in the family, because Rio doesn’t think anything he’s ever said has gotten Elizabeth to go where he’s wanted her to).

Lifting Emma out of his arms, he settles her back among the mountain of stuffed animals at the head of her bed (and more damn cushions), reaching down to uncurl her hands from where they’re still clenched tightly around the broken porcelain. She’s held onto her so tightly some of it has started to cut at her skin, and he frowns, thumbing at a few of the bigger shards. He wants to get the thing in the bin, clean her up, but from the look on her face, she ain’t quite there yet.

He sits back on the bed, looking over at her.

“You think they meant to break her?”

The question is enough to make Emma blink in surprise, her mouth hanging open as she looks across her room to the open bedroom door, and Rio follows his gaze, unsurprised to see Marcus and Jane’s heads duck out of sight, their fingers still curled around the frame. He resists the urge to roll his eyes, looking back at Emma instead. After a second, she looks back down at her hands, shaking her head.

“They’re playing circus and they wanted a dancer, and they said mine was the prettiest,” she squares her shoulders a little as she says it, proud almost, before that house of cards falls in on her. “And that the box was slippery.”

Rio glances back at the box, still hanging open on the floor of her bedroom, a mess of clip on earrings and plastic bangles spilling out of it. A few have been shoved back in, haphazard, and he doesn’t have to have heard it to know that it was Marcus and Jane, trying to fix it before Emma found them. He makes a production out of considering her words, turning them over thoughtfully – judge, juror, executioner, settling on a verdict.

He hums a little, before glancing back at Emma.

“Sounds like it was an accident, huh?”

And he might not have been surprised by much in all of this, but he is in the way that Emma stares back at him, her gaze steady even if her eyes are watery, and damn, he wonders if this is what Elizabeth means when she tells him she feels like she’s talkin’ to him half the time she’s talkin’ to Marcus. Emma sucks in a wet, still-teary breath.

“It’s not fair,” she whimpers, and Rio nods.

“Nah, it ain’t,” he agrees. “But y’know, when things that are important to you break, or when they get broken, it don’t take away the good times you did have with ‘em. And when you put the broken thing away,” or throw it out, he thinks dryly. “It leaves room for somethin’ else to have new good times with.”

Emma gives him a look, leaning back amongst a large, gold-sequined stuffed owl, like she isn’t quite sure she understands, and he shrugs.

“Look at me and your mama, yeah? Me and Marcus’ mom, we broke, and your mama and your dad, they broke too, right?”

Cautiously, Emma nods, and Rio holds out his hand, like this is an example.

“And ‘cos we did, it meant there was room for me and your mama, and all of us here, and this house, and I know Marcus ain’t your favourite person right now, but I know he loves havin’ all you guys for brothers and sisters. He got that ‘cause of somethin’ that broke.”

Emma tilts her head at that, her forehead furrowing thoughtfully as she looks at him before her gaze goes back down to the ballerina in her hands. She rocks her head to the other side, chews on her lip before she says:

“I like having a little brother.”

“See? Just like I said. And I know you love your girl there, but maybe she’s leavin’ room for somethin’ else too,” he leans forwards a bit, moving his hand to nudge her own, careful to look her in the eye as he says. “You mind if I take her?”

He’s sure she gets what he’s asking when a couple more tears streak down her face, but after a minute, she nods, letting Rio scrape the shards of porcelain from her hands. He shoves them as gently as he can into the pocket of his jeans, before grabbing Emma’s hands in its stead, carefully checking them over for any leftover shards, or any cut that might have broken through. When he finds none, he moves to get up, planning to get her downstairs to homework with her brothers while he deals with Jane and Marcus, but before he gets the chance, Emma is crawling back into his lap, wrapping her arms tight around his neck.

“I like having a you too,” she whispers, more than a little shyly, and Rio pauses, surprised, before he drops a hand to her head.

“Yeah?”

She nods against his shoulder, his hand brushing down her hair.

“You ain’t so bad,” he tells her, and she giggles into his shoulder leaning back and tapping her nose.

“I’m the best one,” she tells him conspiratorially, and when he hears Jane start yelling in the next room and the fire alarm go off downstairs in the kitchen, he thinks she’s probably right.

(Or, at least, he does until she insists on spending the next three nights in their bed mourning the damn thing, taking his spot against Elizabeth’s chest, but that feels like a whole other thing.)

#beth boland #rio #emma boland #jr good girls #jane boland #marcus #nbc good girls #my fic #the center and circumference #domesticity #welcome to my ama

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baldysims · 5 years

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Strange Legacy 3.3

This one’s going to be a short one, guys.

When last we left off, Angeline and Betelgeuse had finally died, and Fornax and Danni’s oldest daughters left for college along with their vampiric aunt Diadem. This left plenty of room for Danni to get pregnant with yet another set of twins, one of whom will hopefully be a boy, because Danni’s uterus could use a rest and so could I.

What do you know, it’s a boy and a girl. Welcome to the family, Kornephoros and Lilii Borea. Kornephoros is the heir and the baby factory is officially shut down!

As you probably gathered from the wishing well in the last chapter, the Stranges’ garden has been thriving and we have all the produce necessary to make every kind of juice, officially netting us an additional Seasons point.

Once the produce was mostly harvested, I repurposed the greenhouse to display all of our career rewards. That’s right, Cassie and Danni did it! That’s every single career reward in the game, and another sweet sweet collection point.

And while we’re looking upon my works and despairing, we might as well get this shot of another 25 Elixirs of Life out of the way.

Ahhhh. It’s good to have points.

Anyway, back to the family. It has come to my attention that I’ve given approximately zero screen time to Ilkil and Jishui, Fornax’s middle set of twin daughters, so please enjoy this shot of them as toddlers.

Ilkil is the one on the right sweetly cuddling with an angelic expression to match her personality. Jishui is the one on the left, with eyebrows as sharp as her bangs. The two of them have kind of a Jekyll and Hyde thing going on.

They’re children now, of course. It’s just that I don’t have that many pictures of this time in the Stranges’ lives on account of being bummed that I essentially had to play generation 4′s childhood years twice.

Trust me, though, you’re not missing much. Six kids + functional relationships among the adults = the only thing anyone does around here anymore is talk about toddler skills.

And it goes without saying that the headmaster is over here constantly.

It’s cute that Danni’s trying to impress him by talking about the Stranges’ fabulous wealth, don’t you think? There’s really no need for that as long as the tour ends in the same room as the open bar. I can see why he was such good friends with Angeline and Sharon back in the day; the man’s a complete lush!

“When are you going to change me out of my default Maxis clothes and bowl cut? I’m the heir, right? I thought that meant you were going to focus on me, but here I am halfway through childhood and this is only the second photo you’ve ever taken of me."

You know, he’s got a point about the bowl cut.

There we go. Sorry, kid, it’s just that I was burned out on your generation before you were even born, plus I’ve never found kids all that riveting to play in the first place. We’ll revisit when you hit your teen years, kthxbai.

And that goes double for your sisters! Hurry up and grow up, all of you!

“But dad, what if I’m the only one she got a picture of acknowledging that you wrote your memoirs and fulfilled the Storytelling handicap for your generation? Then she’ll have to take another picture of me as a child, won’t she?”

Jishui might be a little too smart for her own good.

Is it really so much to ask that they take a leaf out of big sis Gomeisa’s book and grow up and move to college as fast as possible? Danni and Fornax are elders now; they should not still be raising four kids under 10 years old!

Although if it was an option, I’m sure they’d be making more as we speak. These two are still just as in love as the day they met, and actually might be even more adorable in their old age.

Awww. Yep, they’re definitely my legacy OTP. Now that every woohoo doesn’t have to result in children, I’ve been sending them on lots and lots of dates in the hopes that Fornax will roll the want for 100 Dream Dates. I’ve never seen it, but damn if I’m not determined to force it for the sake of another impossible want!

Anyway, back to Gomeisa.

Gogo’s been having all kinds of fun at college. Between the coeds, the parties, and the makeover of the house Aunt Diadem was able to fund with her scholarship money, it’s been a blast.

I expected there to be some friction with Christy, what with the house being occupied by three competing Romance Sims, none of whom are particularly nice, but she surprised me by becoming fast friends with both Gomeisa and Hamal. Maybe last generation’s cowplanting actually took!

Back on the home lot, Ilkil bucked Gomeisa and Hamal’s trend and rolled Family. I gave her a correspondingly wholesome makeover.

Jishui, on the other hand...

Boy, I’m glad we have that wishing well. Handling all these Romance teens’ first kisses when all I want to do is get their asses to college would be hell otherwise.

F.I.N.A.L.L.Y. Kornephoros rolled I-don’t-remember-what but I’m pretty sure it was Romance too (these pictures are well over a year old and I’ve since played him through his sophomore reroll, sue me) and Lilii Borea rolled... well, I’ll just let you guess based on her 8am pillow fight date with the creepiest Tricou kid on the front lawn in her pajamas.

God bless Pleasure Sims.

Kornephoros was no different than his sisters; as soon as he got home from school, he too went straight for the wishing well and conjured up Swan Tricou for a first kiss.

It was at this point that I realized, hey... I have six Strange kids and six Tricou kids. Wouldn’t it be kind of adorable to send them all to college and marry them off to each other Seven-Brides-for-Seven-Brothers style?

There’s just one problem: Swan doesn’t have enough chemistry with Kornephoros to work with the True Love restriction.

Clearly, I had no choice but to make him fall for her sister.

“Kestrel, we’ve only known each other for a few hours, but you can’t tell me you don’t feel what’s between us. Will you come to college with me?”

“Um... I don’t know if that’s going to work, Kor.”

“We’ll make it work! It’s true love”

“No, I mean literally, I don’t see how that can work. Don’t you already have five sisters, an aunt, and a placeholder going to that lot with you? I don’t think I’d fit.”

Damn it, she’s right! Pardon me while I go do some rearranging.

The choice for who had to go was clear. Christy has always been a Sim who tried my patience at the best of times, and she’s been living (and deceased) on this lot for well over fifty years now. It’s time for this perpetual student to graduate.

Plus she keeps messing with Di’s coffin in the middle of the day, and I just can’t have that. It’s hard enough keeping a vampire alive in college as it is. The lack of a magic school bus has been really killing me over here, especially since Di chose the physics major and her classes are all in the middle of the day.

So byeeeeeee, Christy! Don’t let the door hit you where the good lord split you!

Next time: How much trouble can 8 college Sims get up to when 4 of them are Romance and 2 are Pleasure? Is marrying two groups of six siblings off to each other primarily because the symmetry appeals to you a good idea? And just how long does it take to get back on the horse after your neighborhood explodes into a BFBVFS?

Legacy Scoring:

Legacy: 3.5 Money: 3 Family friends: 38x.25 = 9.25 Impossible wants: 9 (Alph 20L, Sharon 30F, Zaniah 7Sk, Angeline 7Sk, Fornax 7Sk, Electra 50FD, Diadem 7Sk, Danni 7Sk, Cassiopeia 200S) Platinum graves: 4 (Family, Popularity, Fortune) Ghosts: 1 (Old Age) Business: 4 Seasons: 4 + 2 (tree and fish/well/juices) Free Time: 3.5 (Games: Zaniah, Betelgeuse, Alpheratz, Electra, Fornax, Cassiopeia, Angeline) Collections: 3 (25 Elixirs x2, Career Rewards) Master: 2 (Social Bunnies Need Love Too, Child Prodigy - Fornax, ) Handicaps: 0 Overflow: 0 Penalties: -1(bills) Total: 47.25

#sims 2 #sims 2 legacy #legacy challenge #strange legacy #strange legacy generation 3 #strange legacy generation 4

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ariabauer · 6 years

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100 Carmilla Stories - RunWithWolves Masterpost

Missing Hollstein? Already re-watched the series dozens of times? Need some Carmilla in your life? Then I have the fics for you. Seriously. I’ve written 100 Carmilla stories and categorized them here for your convenience (some stories fit into multiple but i did my best)

If you want...

Fake Dating/Marriage - i just really love this trope

Politician Carmilla has to get engaged to someone for her campaign and ends up with her long time best friend Laura. Marriage of Convenience

When Laura hears that actress Carmilla is fake dating her ex, she has some words for her best friend. A Rational Irrationality

Princesses Laura and Carmilla told the world they were dating to get out of arranged marriages. It’s easy til they fall in love. Not Really a Royal Romance

Laura wakes up in the hospital to find ex Carmilla at her side after they apparently got married a decade before. The Girl Who Got Away

As far as anyone knows, pHd candidates Laura and Carmilla hate each other. Lab Manager Laf is onto them. Worst Lab Partner Ever

General Fantasy - Supernatural beyond just vampires

Hollstein are dragon riders and Carmilla is not taking the responsibility seriously enough for Laura. Just A Girl and Her Dragon

Vampire Carmilla never expected to find old roomate Laura working a magical flower store in Diagon Ally. Lophii’s Blooms

Carmilla never wanted magic and Laura can’t unlock her own, they’re stuck together until they figure it out. circle of magic au Magic of My Own

Movies at Silas come to life and drag Carmilla into the role of Prince Charming while Laura gets sleeping beauty. Silas Movie Night

Werewolf Laura and Vampire Carmilla don’t get along and Carmilla doesn’t understand why Laura doesn’t turn her over tot he hunters. Like Cats and Dogs

Carmilla’s the best surgeon in the hospital but she swallows her pride and asks Dr Hollis for help when she gets an unusual sickness. Paging Doctor’s Hollis and Karnstein

Laura is angry because Carmilla thinks her blood tastes gross and spits it out instead of killing her. False Advertising

Clockwork Au: Laura and Carmilla to each have creatures made of clockwork (dragon and cat respectively) that represent their souls. Silver and Gold

Myths and Fairytales - sometimes you need a Hollstein happily ever after

Sassy Laura barges into Carmilla’s castle with a rose and demands a curse be lifted from her father. Beauty in A Beast ft Catmilla

Cupid Laura is determined to find vampire Carmilla’s soulmate even if Carmilla doesn’t want her too. Stalked By Cupid

Totally-in-love Laura and a tiny kitten Catmilla. Princess and the Frog twist, The Princess and the Kitten

Goddess of Spring Laura is accidentally kidnapped by Lord of the Dead Carmilla. Hades/Persephone AU. Queen of the Underworld

Carmilla goes overboard into the ocean during a storm and never expected a mermaid to pluck her from the sea. Kissed a Mermaid

War is over and shepherd god Carmilla can’t wait to go home to her wife. Sumerian god au. The Shepherd God

Orphan Laura falls in love with witch!Carmilla and chases after Carmilla when she runs. King Arthur au. Sword In My Stone Heart

The gods disappeared and Greek demigod Laura demands Sumerian demigod Carmilla help her save them. Daughter of Love and War

Science Fiction Fun - time travel and space and oh my!

Carmilla’s time machine keeps taking her to a small human child. When Carmilla stops coming back, grown up Laura stows away. Time Travel Malfunction

After graduation, bffs Carmilla and Laura take their spaceship on a roadtrip with definitely no pining. Roadtrip To the Stars

Captain Hollis is forced to let cocky co-pilot Carmilla join her starship crew as she tries to stop black holes from devouring the universe. Star Filled Memories

Cops or Superheroes Au - nothing like a good bout of crime fighting and a mystery to get flirty Hollstein roaring to life

Laura as a detective and Carmilla as the flirty annoying writer following her around as they try to solve murders. Write Me A Murder

Laura who doesn’t have superpowers trying to navigate a school for the superpowered featuring asshat with superstrength Carmilla. Powerless

FBI agent Carmilla trapped in a bank/bomb heist and sending flirty notes to the hostage negotiator Laura. Don’t Let Go

Supervillain Carmilla and superhero Laura being arch-enemies and yet their alter egos are roommates. Beneath the Boots and Leather

Special Agent Hollis would have an easier time getting through the laser field if her annoying partners wasn’t so flirty. Mission Flirtable

Vampires know there’s no such thing as superheros. Laura didn’t get the memo and she’s now Carmilla’s problem. Not a Superhero

Fire Princess Carmilla has flames at her fingertips and still isn’t ready for her air-powered roommate. atla au Fire In My Veins and Air in My Lungs

Star Reporter Laura is determined to get an interview with Superwoman if only her incompetent partner Carmilla stopped getting in the way. At The Daily Planet

Batwoman doesn’t have time for dating even if Wonder Woman ‘call me Laura' makes her heart flutter. No Dating For Batwoman

Could Be During Canon? - Trying to fit stories inside the world we love

Reincarnation AU where Carmilla's vampirism allows her to die and then come back to life 9 times. Nine Lives to Die

Carmilla plans a date after Laura asked her to the Zeta party. s1 Date Like it’s 1698

Each episode written in an extremely snarky tone in Carmilla’s diary. Dear Creampuff

Countess Karnstein is looking for the partner who dances in step with her. The Right Partner

Laura is the girl who cares and Carmilla doesn’t know what to do when she stops. s2 story. A Question of Caring

8 times Laura uses a Bandaid and 2 times she doesn’t. Stick an Apatosaurus to My Heart

Even though Laura’s dead, alt-Carm keeps hearing her heartbeat everywhere she goes. Floating Through A Stone Wall

Laura breathes until she doesn’t. Carmilla doesn’t breathe until she does. With Human Breath

Hollstein gets trapped in the s2 cellar with a magical snowstorm raging upstairs. Cuddling for warmth. Colder Than Our Hearts

Hollstein says hey a lot. It’s kind of their thing. A look at all seasons and the movie and what that word means. Hey

Canon Alternatives - twists on the way it went

Carmilla dies from the Dean’s sword and Laura brings her back, binding them together forever. The Golden Heart of Paris

Laura gets her heart back but doesn’t wake up so Mattie comes to her with a deal. Hold Her Hand

Danny is dead and the the campus is gone and Laura Hollis has had enough of people dying in her name. An Explanation for Deification

Laura saved them all from Vordenberg but paid a price Carmilla wish she hadn’t to channel a god’s power. Behind Your Ancient Eyes

Laura had meant to do romantic things for Carmilla, she’d just thought they’d have more time. I Meant To Do That

LaFerry fic where Laf is a ghost and keeps stealing substance from Carmilla so that Perry can touch them. Define Death

Saving Laura to be the only reason Carmilla would ever willingly get back inside the coffin. Coffin of Starlight

Barely friends Carmilla and Laura literally glued together including obligatory shower scene. The Sticking Incident

Mircalla’s doesn’t remember her past but her next client looks familar and, instead of taking her ‘services’, just wants to talk. Find You In the Dark

One Carmilla was bad, Laura has no idea how to handle 2 version of her ex girlfriend when they’re stuck in the library. Split Personality, Literally

Laura has amnesia but is thrilled to find out the hot vampire by her bed is her wife. Absolute jackpot Wake Up With a Hot Wife

Carmilla’s soul is trapped in the pit and Laura and the scooby gang have to figure out how to put her back together. Colours of A Soul

After Canon Ends - what could happen next

Post Movie Hollstein and their daughter go looking for the fountain of youth. Retcon the retcon. Family Trip to the Fountain

Papa Hollis gives a speech at a Hollstein wedding that gives all the feels as he tells Laura’s life story. That’s My Daughter

Vamp Laura going through a photo album and telling stories about her adventures with Carmilla. A Live Well Lived

Laura, her father, and eventually Carmilla leave letters on Laura’s mother’s tombstone. Until We Meet Again

Mortal Laura and immortal Carmilla trying to figure out their lives and how to handle forever. Dandelion Promises

Vampires can’t go inside churches but Carmilla still likes to listen to the bells. Laura follows her. post movie. Monstrous Grace

Laura leaves a letter for Carmilla to give to all of Laura’s reincarnations over the centuries. The One Who Loves Her Next

Pregnant Laura has weird 2am cravings for Carmilla to try and fill. 9 Months of Mustard

Musical Hollstein - Trying to write melody with words

Tired world class musician Carmilla gives beginner Laura lessons and falls a little bit in love with her and the music. Teach Me to Play

Carmilla’s sent to interview her ex, pop star Laura. It’s been years and Carmilla can still see the brokenness her mother put on Laura’s face. To Hope Beyond an Unfinished Melody

Coffee Shop and Cooking Hollstein

Laura moves in with the hot coffee barista she has a crush on it’s both the best and the worst. Coffee Cupcake Crush

Laura can’t make coffee but she can set up all her customers with each other, the only person she can’t find a match for is fellow barista and ‘cupid-in-crime’ Carmilla. The Ultimate Coffee Shop Au

Angsty chefs Hollstein run a cooking show but when things get hot in the kitchen, they become secret exes with benefits. Cooking With Hollstein

Human Hollstein - Nothing supernatural. Just our girls being cute.

Billionaire playgirl Carmilla can’t bring herself to be a playboy when it’s Laura she’s taking as her date. Read The Carmilla Karnstein Special

Laura sees a girl on the subway but couldn’t speak to her so writes a ‘missing person’ ad instead. Missed Connections

Aggressive salesman Laura sells girl scout cookies with tiny Laf and knocks on Carmilla’s door. Just Buy the Cookies

Adorable sticky note conversations between broody Carmilla and the girl on the day shift who stole her mug. The Mug Thief

Drunk Carmilla comes into Laura’s tattoo shop and demands a tattoo on her butt. Tattoos and Bikinis

Laura literally falls into Carmilla’s lap on the bus and a spunky older gentleman gives love advice. Strangers on a Bus

Laura’s not very good a camping and the night’s cold when your tent collapses, might have to share sleeping bags. To Build A Tent

Librarian Karnstein enjoys annoying Professor Hollis by rearranging the books to see her scrunched nose. Librarian Hottie

Laura signs up to be a toymaking Christmas elf but gets a grumpy partner who hates making toys. Christmas Trains

Hockey player Laura is determined to get concessions booth worker Carmilla to love the skating rink. Cookies Cupcakes and Hockey Captains.

High School Hollstein Stories

Nerd Laura becomes the quarterback and only reluctant cheerleader Carmilla doesn’t change around her. A Classic High School Love Story

Laura is desperate for cookies and Carmilla ate them all after high school home ec. How to Avoid Kale

Hollstein neighbours shoot nerf guns and marshmallow guns and water guns at each other. War of the Windows

Hollstein becoming friend in kindergarten and then grow up together while getting into all kinds of trouble. Loving Trouble

Hollstein with Animals - Fluffier than fluff because animals are fluffy

Reluctant dog walker Carmilla can’t say no to vet Laura’s requests to walk various animals so they get exercise. Puppy Dog Eyes

Pet Store worker Carmilla saves Laura after she kills Laf’s fish. Again and again. One Fish Two Fish

Carmilla’s cat to keep bringing home some mysterious girl’s underwear. Drawer of Lingerie

Carmilla’s cat gets Laura’s cat pregnant and Laura demands Carmilla co-parent the kittens. Bonus unexpected canoe. Kitten Kisses

Carmilla rescuing Laura from evil spiders in the laundry room. For Fear of Spiders

Playing With Words - Hollstein examined in a story

The story on campus before Carmilla reached room 307 told like Welcome to the Nightvale. Welcome To Silas

Writing the movie plot before the movie came out with Hollstein engagement and Ell closure. It’s Not About the Plot

Laura’s a baker, Carmilla’s a firefighter. An examination of what a Hollstein story really is. A Generic Carmilla Story

Detailing the 100 little ways Hollstein fell in love over the seasons. 100 Ways They Fell in Love

Soulmates - because who doesn’t love some soulmate Aus. Usually twisted from the typical soulmate version or an original idea

Tiny literal hearts to pop up every time Carmilla looks at Laura and all Carmilla wants is for Laura to NEVER SEE THEM.Love is Orange

The scars from one person to show up only on the body of their soulmate featuring a Carmilla who is scarless for centuries and a Laura who will only wear long sleeves. Scars Inside

Timer soulmate au where Carmilla meets a tiny five year old Laura on her first day of school and suddenly finds her timer has started counting down to the moment they fall in love. A Broken Pocketwatch

A mirror will let you see your soulmate every year on your birthday but everyone is convinced there’s been a mistake when 21th century Laura sees 17th century Carmilla in the mirror. The Mirror Between Us

Fairy Laura follows her soulmate compass through a jungle only to find a panther. Carmilla’s not interested in soulmates. Follow Your Arrow

Everyone is born with a soulmate marker to write the name of their chosen soulmate on their skin. Vampires don’t have ink. s1-3 We Chose Each Other

Child countess Carmilla wished on stars for a best friend and got an imaginary lion. Centuries later, child Laura makes the same wish and finds a panther on her doorstep. Wishing On Imaginary Stars

Carmilla has never seen color until the world starts flickering when a kid can’t find their mom. A Hint of Colour

You can hear the music of your own soul and your soulmate but vampire Carmilla can’t hear the music. After Ell separates them, can Laura find her again and again? In Every Universe You Are My Symphony

This has been a 3 year labour of love. The stories vary in length from about 2k to over 100,000k for a total of more than half a million words. Have suggested stories? Let people know! It’s a big list!

Hope you enjoy them and thank you for all of your support creampuffs! <3 Aria

#carmilla #hollstein #laura hollis #carmilla karnstein #runwithwolves #aria bauer #long post #masterpost

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misssophiachase · 7 years

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Happy Halloween lovelies! So this is my day one drabble for @klaroweenweekend, hope I’m not too late and you enjoy it. Given it was adversaries I hope this spin works too. Pic not mine obviously.

Beauty and the Geek

30 October

“Ouch!”

“Well, if you didn’t fidget so much, Forbes,” Katherine argued, attempting to fasten a pin near the sensitive bare skin of her torso. “I might be able to alter your costume, princess.”

“Seems fitting,” Bonnie agreed. They were finalising their outfits for the high school halloween dance and given Katherine’s design skills she was the one yielding the painful sewing accessories.

“Hey!” She growled, looking at her best friends and knowing that if they didn’t hold that particular status in her life she’d be way more confrontational.

“Oh come on,” Kat scoffed. “Your costume is a princess and you’re acting like one. I mean this couldn’t be more perfect, Care.”

“Is it too late to change my mind?” She squeaked, suddenly feeling self conscious about her rash decision a month earlier and just how brief her costume actually was now she was looking at it in the mirror. “I don’t want to dress like this.”

“Sure you don’t, Care.” Bonnie teased. “I saw the way your eyes lit up when you saw this in the costume place.”

“I was stunned.”

“No, you got all kinds of excited given the Star Wars connection and...”

“Then you thought it was the best way to make a certain popular jock see you in a different light.” Caroline faltered, as much as she wanted to disagree it was slightly true. “And given the whole Sandy and Danny Grease dynamic I don’t blame you.”

She’d been tutoring the extremely attractive and annoyingly arrogant Klaus Mikaelson for six months and had struggled to move past those crimson lips and deep set dimples. Sure he’d started out as the egotistical ass she’d expected but for some reason had grown on her over time.

“I am so not Sandy and to be honest that comparison really annoys me,” Caroline scowled.

“What because she’s blonde, annoyingly naive and whiny?” Bonnie asked.

“I have to admit that girl can wear tight fitting spandex though,” Katherine added. “I mean it’s a crime to look that good in such an unflattering fabric.”

“This isn’t about him,” she murmured, choosing to ignore her friends throwaway comments even if she didn’t really believe herself. He'd been messing with her emotions for moths now.

One month earlier...

“It doesn’t make sense,” he complained, tapping his pencil on the book in frustration. “Numbers I get but...”

“Algebra is difficult,” she offered. Even though he was the most talented soccer player and popular guy in school she kind of felt sorry for him.

“It should be thrown out with all that hypothesis nonsense.”

“And here I thought you were beginning to bond with trigonometry, Mikaelson?”

“If I ever start to bond with anything mathematical call the bloody doctor,” he drawled. She couldn’t miss just how cute he looked with that crooked smile and flashing her a stray dimple.

“You could do worse.”

“Oh really?”

“I’ve heard the Halloween chaos is pretty full on,” she shared. “Word is that if you choose the wrong costume then the consequences are extremely harsh.”

“Don’t I know it?” He joked, his blue eyes gazing into hers intently. “I went as a ghost in junior high at my old school in England and never heard the end of it.”

“A ghost?”

“Apparently it was extremely predictable,” he offered. “I didn’t have the guts to admit that it was the cheapest option my family could afford.”

“But yet still the most popular costume to date,” Caroline conceded. She’d often wondered about his family life but besides a few rants about his annoying siblings she didn’t ask. “I think it’s just because you were a trend setter and they couldn’t deal with it.’

“If you say so,” he chuckled. “So what are you dressing up as for Halloween? I hope it’s not a ghost and I’ve offended you.”

“I’d love to say it was and you’ve offended me deeply,” she teased. “But I am a little more creative than that.”

“If I’m not mistaken you kind of offended me with that whole creative comment,” he laughed.

“I couldn’t help myself.”

“I guess I didn’t expect any less, love.”

“So, what are you wearing for Halloween?” Caroline asked curiously, her mind conjuring up images of a fireman costume that did nothing to disguise his toned body. “Last year I seem to recall it was...”

“Cliched,” he winced. Caroline had a feeling he wasn’t the one to pick it. “I was actually considering not making the effort.”

“Pretty sure that’s not an option when you’re going to be the Prom King next year, your majesty, so you should get some training in the meantime.” Prom King with Hayley on his arm as his queen, she had to admit that particular image made her queasy.

Although they were no longer a couple, Caroline always figured they’d get back together given Hayley’s tragic attempts to lure him into her pathetic web. Klaus so far had resisted. Either he was too smart or someone else had caught his eye.

“And what would you know about that?” He bit back gruffly. Caroline immediately felt like their easy banter had turned into a depiction of their real life roles. The geek and the god.

“I suppose I wouldn’t,” she muttered, collecting her books from the table and standing up quickly. “Forget I even suggested it.”

She could hear his objections as she walked away but had no intention of responding. They were from two different worlds after all.

It had been the anger and frustration that had led her to make that crazy decision and choose that particular costume with her friends the following day. She’d show Klaus Mikaelson she was more than just a high school nerd.

October 31

“What the hell is that?” Kol baulked, looking at his brother’s ensemble as they approached the school gym.

“It’s called a costume, in fact this place is going to be littered with them, little brother,” he drawled sarcastically.

If he was being honest, Klaus would never have picked this costume, hence his brother’s surprise, but to him it was perfect. It was something Caroline had mentioned and Klaus couldn’t get out of his head.

2 months earlier...

“I don’t get it?”

“The problem?” She asked, spinning his math text book around to scrutinise it. Klaus couldn’t miss just how cute she looked with her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose and her forehead scrunched in concentration. “What’s the problem?”

“I was actually talking about Star Wars,” he admitted, watching as her golden waves fell effortlessly over her shoulders.

“You were thinking about Star Wars?”

“Well, I couldn’t stop thinking about it after our last session, so I may of watched a couple of movies.”

“You actually watched Star Wars? You?”

“Why do you say that so surprisingly?” He snapped. If there was anything Klaus hated it was people judging him.

“I just didn’t think it was your choice of genre I suppose.”

“Maybe not, until you told me about light sabres and a certain, feisty Princess,” he shared. “Then I couldn’t resist but this Chewbacca guy..”

“Chewbacca is a Wookiee,” she interrupted. Klaus had to admit she looked pretty cute defending her characters. “And how exactly has he offended your majesty?” She had taken to calling him that because she knew he hated it. Unlike every other girl in school, Caroline was the only one who challenged him and that’s why he liked her so much.

It had begun slowly, Klaus had been more annoyed than anything because he’d been forced into tutoring so as not to harm his scholarship chances. Maybe he’d been a little sullen according to Caroline at the outset but she’d soon knocked that out of him. She didn’t care about who he was and for some reason that only intrigued him more.

“I have no idea what the hell he’s saying,” he admitted. “I mean if I was Han Solo and he was my co-pilot on the Millennium Falcon I’d be worried, you know just saying.”

“You’ve thought about this?”

“Oh come on! Tell me you’re not worried about possible aviation incidents?”

“How much have you seen exactly?”

“This is a library,” their feared librarian hissed as she passed their table. “Not a rock concert.”

They both stifled a laugh before she turned the book around and tapped at the math problem in question.

October 31

The gym was packed but Klaus couldn’t see much given the ample amounts of dry ice they’d administered to fit in with the scary cemetery theme. He made his way towards the refreshments table, secretly hoping they’d spiked the punch so he could get through this night.

Ever since he and Caroline had fought a month earlier, Klaus had been in a funk. When he asked about her knowing the whole Prom King situation he hadn’t meant for it to come out so harsh. To be honest that had been festering for so long and all he wanted was to be free of the typecast and able to move on. Move on with Caroline if she’d have him.

It was something that tortured him on a daily basis, mainly because Klaus figured he wasn’t good enough for her. Not only was she the most brilliant person he knew but she was also extremely beautiful, inside and out.

Unfortunately she didn’t seem to be there and Klaus felt his chest constrict. He’d worn this costume for her after all.

“Couldn’t resist a light sabre huh?” A voice enquired from behind. Klaus would know that melodic voice anywhere.

“Well, given I don’t speak Wookiee, I figured this was the best choice,” Klaus hadn’t turned around yet, almost too afraid his burgeoning feelings would be betrayed.

“And you also have a thing for mind tricks, right?” Klaus had to admit she knew him all too well.

He turned around slowly a smile etched on his face at seeing her again but not expecting the outstanding view. Suddenly his smile turned into a worried frown. A brief gold bikini and maroon skirt he wasn’t expecting, even if she did look stunning with her gold locks plaited. Without thinking he pulled her aside and into a dark corner of the gym.

“Caroline,” he hissed, trying to ignore just how aroused he felt. Given he pretty much loved her before this ensemble wasn’t helping matters. “You can't wear things like that in public, what if...”

“People saw me,” she huffed, pushing him away. “I don’t need any chauvinistic behaviour tonight, Mikaelson.”

“But this outfit, I mean it’s just not you, love.”

“What? The shy, demure girl you know?” She growled. “Maybe I’m not who you think I am?”

“I know you’re beautiful, intelligent and stubbornly argumentative,” he began, running his thumb across her cheek intimately. “And I know that you’ve stolen my heart.”

“Well, maybe after this display of macho...”

“I will earn your trust, Caroline,” he promised. “If that’s what it takes, I’m willing to do that.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you and even if you think me the biggest caveman in the world, I’m going to try and put my Luke Skywalker Jedi robe over that outfit because I can’t handle anyone else looking at you the way I do.”

“Besides the obvious and annoying chauvinism in that statement, how many Star Wars films have you watched exactly?”

“Five,” he admitted. “Empire Strikes Back has to be my personal favourite.”

“So, you didn’t get to Return of the Jedi then I assume?” Klaus suddenly felt like he was missing something big given her judgmental tone.

“This is what Leia wears in the next movie,” she began, pulling him towards the gym doors. “And just so you know, our costume pairing you imagined isn’t exactly what it’s cracked up to be.”

“No spoilers, Forbes,” he warned.

“The only thing I’m going to say is that Ewoks are cute. How about we take this back to my place? And when I say that I mean to enlighten you on what you’ve missed in the Star Wars universe.” That, Klaus couldn’t argue with if he tried. Not only because he wanted to know the ending but he couldn’t think of a better person to have by his side when he did.

When she asked for a Star Wars themed wedding seven years later he was quick to decline but promised he’d wear his best Han Solo ensemble to bed that night, as long as she reprised that gold bikini from the high school Halloween dance all those years ago.

#klaroweenweekend #beauty and the geek #misssophiachase #sophia chase #klaroline drabbles #happy halloween

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