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littlerit · 2 years

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The mothers & their character

Musing on what we get to see of the Umbrella mothers, I have some thoughts. I wonder if the mothers were shown as deliberate reflections of their children?

Luther’s Mother. A confident business lady, giving or about to give a presentation. She shows leadership, confidence (that dress folks, YES), poise. Professional strength and intelligence. All things that Luther has aspired for.

Diego’s Mum. Shown in the home, preparing a meal. A home maker, caring, love language presumably acts of service. A reflection on how Diego always seems to have wanted to be a real family, with real connnections and care. His closeness with Mom/Grace. Also, knife skills.

Allison’s Mother - a teacher. And if my memory serves me, teaching geography/geology with a diagram of the earth’s layers on the chalkboard. A nurturer who works with youths/children, and who has the power to inspire and change lives with her words.

Klaus’ Mother - Amish. The simple, self-sufficient and religious life doesn’t seem a good fit at first glance, but when you look a little deeper I think there’s some parallels. Religion/Spirituality/Mediumship/literal crossing to the other side are all linked beneath the surface. And the self sufficient life style - Klaus has never really gone without. Whatever he has thought he needed or wanted (materialistically) he has been able to get, one way or another. He’s adaptable, a charmer, he always lands on his feet.

Five’s mother, the butcher. A professional who can get the job done, isn’t afraid to get her hands dirty, but can work with precision. Ability to separate emotions from the job at hand. Also, excellent blade skills and good understanding of anatomy. A good parallel to Five’s ruthless fighting style and the professional pride he took in his assassination work.

Ben’s schoolgirl mom. Young, really starting to explore life, with years and years ahead of her. Too young to be thrust into motherhood, such a momentous change, regardless of the instantaneous nature of it. A reflection or mirror to her son, who was beginning to explore life outside of the academy and died too young.

Viktor’s mother. The aspiring olympic swimmer who wanted to rise above ordinary and compete with the extraordinary - something Viktor longed for for most of his life and formed a huge part of the S1 arc, and really still influences Viktor even in S3.

#the umbrella academy #tua #hargreeves siblings #tua meta #umbrella academy

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pentopaper23 · 8 months

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Mating Call

“I don’t know what you mean!” Caroline screams, the vervain ropes cutting into her wrists, “It’s Stefan! I loved Stefan!”

“Lies!” The witch yells flicking her hands so the ropes around Caroline’s wrist tighten, “Lies! You love someone else!” Caroline sobs her head falling forward so her chin rests on her chest.

“Why does that matter!? His dead!” She yells avoiding her daughter’s and Hopes eye line. The three girls were huddled in the corning of the room, Hope having thrown a protective shield around them, the blue glow shimmering in the dark dankness of the basement.

“But it does matter….say it” the witch said again flicking her hand tightening the ropes, “You stop lying or I’ll bring your daughters in to this!” The witch yelled, the walls of the house shook and the glass in the windows shattered. Caroline felt her eyes roll into her heads as a stabbing pain engulfed her.

“KLAUS!” Caroline screamed as she felt blood start pouring out of her nose. She noticed that Hope’s shield flickered at the mention of her father’s name.

“Its Klaus! I love Klaus” Caroline sobbed her head falling so her chin rested on her chest. The witch lowered her hand and smirked.

“No why was that so hard?” she spat as sparks flickered from her fingertips and Caroline felt the ropes tighten again.

“Why are you doing this?” Caroline sobbed. The witch just laughed.

“Because I want him to suffer”, the witch said stepping forward to wipe Caroline’s tears from her face with a tissue.

“A love confession merely started the spell. The tears of a loved one will balance it and the blood of a mate will complete it” the witch said had she stabbed a knife into Caroline’s forearm ripping the skin apart. Caroline let out a high-pitched scream and her vision started to blur.

“What are you doing!” she heard Hope yell as the witch threw the tissue into a bowl and tapped the knife on it to flick Caroline’s blood into it. The bowl started to smoke and the meagre lights in the basement dulled and then stuttered back to life.

“Come now Hope, a witch like you should know this spell. Time travel can’t be that far out of your wheelhouse.”

“You can’t” Caroline begged, and the witch slowly turned her head towards her. Picking up the knife again she walked back over to Caroline and place the knife at her neck, the blade nicking the skin.

“Who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do.”

“He will kill you.” Caroline said looking the witch dead in the eyes, “If not for harming me, but for harming his daughter. There is nowhere on this earth you will be able to hide.”

The witch smiled and then then laughed.

“Oh Caroline…you have no idea. I’m not bring his here. No, no, no. You’re going to take a little trip.” She said flicking the knife, so it sliced into Caroline’s neck. Caroline felt blood start to pour down her shirt and she tasted it bubbling out of her mouth.

Caroline panicked her eyes flicking towards the girls shielded in the corner. She could see that Hope was struggling to keep up the shield against her daughters trying to break through it.

“Mum!” they screamed, beating their hands against the flicking blue shield.

The witch started to move her hands over the now smoking bowl, chanting low under her breath and Caroline started to feel her hands tingling and her heart started to beat rapidly. She screamed when a bolt of pain ran through her body and the last thing, she saw was Hope’s shield fail and the witch fell to the ground.

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rere-the-writer · 2 years

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Hey if you're still doing Mikaelson family requests? Can you do a photonic one where the family is protective over Bonnie and Enzo's kid after they somehow escaped their house to do a little exploring and almost gets eaten by vampires but the family was there to save them and now cares for them?

Time for some cuteness

Warnings: Soft!Mikaelsons, Fluff, Protective!Bonnie, Protective!Enzo

You bright child and Bonnie worried about you a lot since you got your father's adventurous spirit. Enzo encouraged your adventurous spirit claiming you were a strong Bennett witch. But now both Bonnie and Enzo regret having let Damon watch you.

"Look Enzo I'm sorry." Damon said while Elena stood by worried about her idiot husband. Caroline was out helping Bonnie find you while Enzo stay back in case you found your way home.

"Damon, you lost my child because you were too busy making out with Elena! Because of newlywed bliss!" Enzo yelled throwing his arms up clearly worried about you.

"I should have listened to Bonnie when she said Caroline would be better." Enzo groaned putting his face into his hands and Elena walked over rubbing his back.

"Don't worry. We'll find her."

You were in awe of everything then again everything was amazing to an six year old. You kept walking looking into shops windows and looking at other sights before being grabbed by someone.

"Look at this boys. A delicious little meal." The vampire said fangs showing while the other vampires got closer.

"I always wondered what a witch would taste like." Another vampire said but before he could bite you the vampire holding you was dead. You opened your eyes not realizing you closed them to find yourself in the arms of man in a suit.

"It seems the these vampires don't know Bennett witches aren't to be touched Elijah."

"It seems so Niklaus." Elijah says taking a handkerchief from Finn to clean your around cheek of dirt. You blinked innocently up at Elijah who just smiled at you and saw two other vampires.

"Now little Bennett, why are you out by yourself?" Elijah asked softly pushing a braid from your face. Rebekah cooed at how cute you looked clearly taken most of Bonnie's features.

"On an adventure! Like mum and daddy." You chirped smiling at Elijah not hearing Klaus and Kol brutally killing the vampires that grabbed you.

"I see then allow us to come with you." Elijah says already soften by you seeing you get excited. And the others smiled watching Elijah place you down and began to pull him along.

"Yes! Let's go!"

"Smart little witch aren't you?" Kol says smiling watching you light a few candles.

To say the world's most deadliest vampires weren't soft was an understament. You were being cuddle by Rebekah and Kol while you showed them spells you knew. Elijah was trying to get a hold of Bonnie while Klaus and Finn went to the Salvatore home.

You had never been spoiled as much as the Mikaelsons had spoiled you. Your little adventure turned out more exciting than you thought since you gained new uncles and aunt.

"Daddy says so." You tell Kol smiling brightly. Elijah stepped into the room smiling gently since Hayley had banned the family from seeing Hope. It was nice to see the family happy since Hayley seemed to claim Hope wasn't a Mikaelson.

"A little witch? You guys didn't kidnapped her did you?" Freya said worry written all over her face.

"No, Y/N is a Bennett witch. The family has been deemed under Mikaelson protection according to Niklaus."

"Why is that Elijah? Thought Nik didn't like this Mystic Falls gang." Freya questioned looking at her brother who was watching you.

"Miss Bennett had earned Niklaus's respect since she was a brave witch that nearly killed him twice." Elijah said smiling kneeling down when you came skipping over. Freya was surprise as it wasn't everyday a witch got Klaus's respect and protection.

Bonnie rushed to hold you when she saw you with the Mikaelsons in a park. A neutral place to meet up and to return you home. You squealed when your mother lifted you up squeezing you tightly in a hug.

"Oh baby, you worried me and your daddy." Bonnie says peppering you with kisses as Damon glared at the Originals.

"So you guys took the little Bennett." Damon growled stepping forward and Klaus glared.

"No we did not. 'Lijah and I saved her from vampires that was going to drain her. Which wouldn't have happened if you were watching her."

"Yeah right. Likely lies to earn trust to get close to Elena." Damon said moving closer before you ran between them. Damon blinked feeling you push his legs.

"No! They saved me." You said glaring and Enzo stepped over just to ease the growing tension.

"So you compelled her."

"No she is on vervain Damon." Enzo says crouching down to your eye level showing Damon your necklace.

"You saved her? Why?" Bonnie asked surprised and Klaus smirked.

"Bennett witches are under Mikaelson protection. You have earned my respect."

It was weird to Bonnie and Enzo watching you read with Elijah who helped you say bigger words as the rest of the family listened. Of course Damon didn't trust the Originals and believed Bonnie shouldn't let them around you.

"Can't believe you invited them to the party." Elena said frowning watching you flushed under the Original's praises. Bonnie chuckled placing down some more snacks.

"Y/N was begging me too. Besides they are really good with her." Bonnie says looking over hearing your loud laughter seeing Kol tickling you as you tried to escape into Finn's arms. Kol and Enzo really hit off since the Mikaelsons had became your official baby sitters, the two vampires had spoiled you rotten.

"Bonnie, did you forget everything they had done to me? How they terrorize us?"

"No but they had apologized and made up for it 10x fold. Elijah helps me teach her magic with Freya, Rebekah takes her shopping. Finn has taught her violin, Klaus is a overly protective wolf but is so soft with her."

"I haven't forgotten Elena but hasn't Damon done as much as they have? How could you forgive him after what he had done to Caroline?" Bonnie said looking at Elena whi looked away face flushed with shame. Bonnie walked away when you called for her leaving Elena feeling terrible.

After the party you were fast asleep against Elijah's chest, dead to the world. Bonnie smiled taking a quick picture to catch a rare quiet moment from you and a rare Elijah smile.

"I should get her in bed." Bonnie says but Elijah gently stopped her.

"No she is fine. I put her down soon." Elijah says as Bonnie chuckled sitting down. Finn and Freya had cleaned up the house while Rebekah and Kol did the dishes. Klaus was sketching a picture and Bonnie felt oddly at peace having the Originals around.

"Thank you for everything you and your family had done for me and Enzo."

"Of course Bonnie. We always be here for the little one and you." Elijah says smiling when everyone joined just to watch you sleep.

"We will protect her, Always and Forever." Elijah says and his siblings repeating his words. For the first time Bonnie and Enzo felt like they had a family. A blood hungry murderous family but a family nonetheless.

#rere's stories #mikaelson x reader #mikaelson family fluff #bonnie bennett x reader #bonnie x enzo #elijah mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #kol mikaelson imagine #mikaelson family x reader #rebekah mikaelson imagine #the originals imagines #the vampire diaries imagine

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morningstargirl666 · 2 months

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WIP WEDNESDAY

In a completely unsurprising turn of events, my rewrite of tbbw's chapter 5 had to be split into 2 chapters because I've added so much. So the old chapter 5's contents are now chapter 5 and 6. Here's a snippet from the new chapter 6:

“Oh my god, she’s inviting him to the Ball,” Caroline exclaimed, eyes popping between Rebekah and Matt, watching as the former smiled demurely, placing a hand on Matt’s arm and swear-to-God giggling at something he said. That snake. She spun to Elena, outraged. “Why is she inviting him?”

Elena glared at Rebekah from her seat, the anger in her eyes fading a little to make way for resignation. “Probably to get this reaction from us.”

“Urgh!” Caroline huffed, leaning back with a scowl on her face, folding her arms over her chest. “What day is this stupid dance again?”

Elena turned towards her, eyes hopeful. “You’ll come?”

Caroline rolled her eyes, still glaring at where Rebekah stood. “I’m not leaving you and Matt to those vipers.”

“You don’t have to come if you don’t want to, Caroline,” Elena said softly, looking worried. “I mean, if Klaus invited you…won’t he expect you to dance with him?”

“It’s like you said, he’s following his mum’s rules right? I should be fine. ”

“Still, I get it if you want to bow out.”

“Not a chance,” Caroline declared firmly, offering Elena her first smile of the afternoon. “Besides, do you know how jealous Courtney will be if I go to this Ball while she’s not even invited?”

Elena’s face broke open in a grin, laughing a little. “Is she the one that-”

“That saw Klaus pick up Rebekah from school that one time and has been thirsting after him ever since? Yep,” Caroline finished for her, eyes widening to show how truly ridiculous she thought her classmate’s crush was. “I mean, objectively, I get it-” Who didn’t? Even Caroline could admit Klaus was hot. Just more in the I-kill-people-and-I-look-good-doing-it kinda way. “-but has she never heard of the phrase don’t judge a book by its cover? Or stranger danger?”

“Clearly not,” Elena mused with a smile, picking up her menu again.

Caroline huffed, leaning down to take another sip of her coke. “And what’s worse,” she continued, talking around her straw, “she said she met one of the other brothers yesterday morning in the town square and will not stop TALKING about it.”

Elena’s brows flickered with confusion. “Elijah?”

Caroline shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. She said he looked our age, maybe a little older. Apparently she-” hear Caroline held up her fingers to make air quotes, “-‘accidentally’ bumped into him and he was totally flirting with her, and then they shared this ‘moment’-” Elena opened her mouth, no doubt to ask what Courtney meant by ‘moment’ but Caroline had already lived through Courtney’s nauseating retelling of their make out session against the wall of the Grill and she was not repeating it. “-don’t even ask - where she pointed out he had a bit of ketchup smeared on the edge of his mouth.”

When Caroline stopped talking, staring at Elena, clearly waiting for a reaction, her friend blinked, looking lost.

“So?”

“So?” Caroline echoed, throwing her hands out in frustration. “Elena, it clearly wasn’t ketchup.”

Elena’s eyes widened in realisation. “You think it was blood.”

“That family? With their record?” Caroline scoffed, leaning back with her head held high. “I know it was blood.”

“Kol’s not one for table manners, I’m afraid,” Rebekah announced, joining their conversation. Caroline flinched a little at her sudden appearance behind her - why was it, she could be so loud in those heels when she walked away but so silent when sneaking up behind them? Dramatic bitch.

“Were you listening in?” she asked to hide her unease. “Creeper.”

Rebekah shot her a smile that was all fake pleasantries and masked murderous intent. “Only when you started gossiping about the bachelorhood of my brothers.” She tilted her head, eyes raking over Caroline, silently judging her. “To think I once respected your taste in men.”

“Hey,” Caroline spat, jabbing a finger in the Original vampire’s direction, “Courtney is the one gossiping, not me.”

Rebekah’s nose scrunched up with disgust, familiar with their dark-haired classmate who was a particular breed of rich who thought every new trend was the height of social status. At the moment, the girl was on some vegan diet she’d found on a guy’s blog and bragging about the advantages of goat yoga.

“Kol was flirting with Courtney? I very much doubt that.”

Caroline sent her most saccharine smile back, the one that was all politeness but said in my head, I’m stabbing you in the eye with a hot poker. “Maybe your brother’s just shallow, like you.”

Rebekah’s face dropped, lips twisting into a sneer.

Elena awkwardly cleared her throat, shooting Caroline a warning glare. “Kol? That’s his name, then? Your brother?” she asked Rebekah, diverting her deadly attention from Caroline.

When Caroline didn’t back down, merely raising her chin higher in challenge, something relented in Rebekah’s eyes and slowly, she turned to Elena, even though she glanced back at Caroline with a contemplative look on her face from time to time.

“Finn’s the eldest. Kol though, he’s younger than Klaus. Older than me. I’m sure you’ll meet them both soon, or Kol will eat you,” she said with a smile at Elena, turning to walk away, this time to leave the Grill, heels clicking behind her. “Whichever comes first, he’s not one to play by my mother’s rules.”

“Elijah won’t stand for it!” Elena shouted after her, as determined as Caroline to get in the last word.

Neither saw Rebekah’s smirk.

“As long as Kol isn’t setting the house fire,” she called back over her shoulder, “I doubt my dear older brother will care.”

#klaroline wip wed #klaroline #klaus x caroline #fanfiction #klaroline fanfiction #the big bad wolf #morningstar writes #klaus mikaelson #caroline forbes #kol's sneaking into scenes again #he's a menace

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thswrtchdthng · 3 months

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Lena Kelley thoughts because I can't get her out of my head and I love her ok

she's the team's morally grey but concerned mum

she obviously know something the rest of the team doesn't (Alice might have a clue or 2 tho, she worries me) but I feel like instead of trying to feed the fears (or whatever they are in this universe) or bring them into this world, she's trying to do the exact opposite and stop that from happening (she gives me the slightest Gertrude vibes). and on one hand she seems like this sort of boring and bored boss who doesn't really give a shit about any of her employees, but on the other...it did seem like she was trying to push Sam away in his interview, and it did seem like she was trying to push Gwen away from pursuing her position, and not out of worry for herself. also what happened to Klaus and why did you do it girlie.

I'm 100% sure tho that the moment she realizes the Horrors are seriously affecting her employees she's going to go full Protective Mum and commit several crimes, and then they might have a chat about what's going on and what to do about it

does any of this make sense?

it probably doesn't outside of my brain but oh well

#lena kelley #tmagp #the magnus protocol

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kimmiessimmies · 3 months

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Winter 08: Dateless - Pt. 2 (6/64)

"What's this guy's name? Klaus-Ove? That sounds interesting; you should totally ask him where he's from originally. He writes he's a creative. He has the look of an artistic person, too, don't you think?"

Rachel nodded, "Yeah, he certainly stands out..."

"Okay, moving on! I'm really loving this, Rach; you have SO MANY messages!" Sadie smiled widely at her friend. "Are you getting at least a little bit excited too?"

"It's okay, I guess..." Rachel carefully said while Sadie opened the next message.

"Oh, you'll like this guy, Rach! Orbin works at the animal rescue centre in The Valley! And he says you could meet there. That's a good idea!"

"Stam seems to be looking for a potential mother for his future children... I'm not sure I'd been ready for that... And you know how much I look forward to being a mum!"

"What do you think, Rach?"

Rachel shook her head, "I definitely don't want kids just yet! That's way too soon!"

"Okay, so maybe not Stam..." Sadie said, opening the following message.

Left to right: Klaus-Ove, Orbin, Stam by @sircesimblr

#atoh #date rachel!#ts3 #the sims 3 #sims 3 #sims story #sadie stevens #rachel murray

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stanleyvampire14 · 1 month

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Hi! To clear up some confusion because multiple people keep asking me this; “Who is the Emerson family?” Or at least a member of them TW FOR MENTIONS OF DEATH AND SEMI-VIOLENT SCENES

Let’s start with Mr. Emerson himself! John Emerson!

John is a policeman that usually either gets stationed in the neighborhood he lives in, or he goes around patrolling other neighborhoods in the town. He’s been in the police business for a while (years) and he likes doing it! He loves helping people! However he does have a side to him that can and will kill you (or at least seriously injure you) if you hurt the people he cares about, mainly his family. His immune system isn’t very great and he gets sick a lot around the flu season, which kinda sucks, but he refuses to not go to work, which kind of worries Mary (and Ryder as well). It’ll get to the point where Mary forces him to stay in bed, she will literally wrap him in a blanket to make him stay. He is very loyal (COUGH COUGH. @lord-of-the-bundle-of-sticks @todds-diary @that-fruitier-emo) and we love him for that. He taught Ryder basic manners and to actually respect women, despite most fathers at the time not caring about the latter, which is why Ryder is so insistent on teaching that to the other kids (island kids and daycare kids). Ryder really looks up to him, even after the island, although he’s more subtle about it after the island because he’s more reserved in general. Overall a great guy, I’d talk to him about my problems and he’d hug me as I rambled.

Next is Mrs. Emerson, Mary Emerson!

She is a saint I swear…and pretty…Beautiful even…Anyways! She’s a daycare worker, she made her own daycare because the others in the area kinda sucked in her opinion (discrimination issues among various types of people + “what about the poor people with children :( we have to help them somehow”) she will literally give discounts near the holidays please go to her daycare. Literally the most comforting person aside from Ryder himself. She doesn’t care who you are (and she might know who you ARE before you realize, in Ryder’s case…🏳️‍🌈) she will be there for you, it doesn’t matter how hard you breakdown, she will find a way to comfort you. She says that she doesn’t have a favorite child in the daycare, but she definitely does (it’s technically Ryder but he works with her so he doesn’t count) nobody knows who it is and the kids try to play guessing games, and everytime she leaves the room to do something, the children repeatedly ask Ryder who’s the favorite and he doesn’t know either, but he says that he likes Klaus a lot (@lord-of-the-bundle-of-sticks oc) and Ira (will reveal all of the daycare children soon enough, also Ira is they/them). She taught Ryder how to cook and somehow Ryder surpassed her skills in cooking, but Ryder always says she’s better, because he IS a mama’s boy and he can’t bring himself to make his mum sad ever. I just wanna hug her and melt hhgfssmhgh….Oh I love her so…💚💚💚 She’s my wife but also not- is there a way someone can be aroace and want to kiss a woman at the same time (I’m aroace and I really like physical affection it’s my favorite)

Lastly, my favorite little guy (he is 16, he is not little) Ryder Emerson!

Despite what all the kids think, he’s not actually an angel, he does typical teenager stuff (sneaking out at night, occasionally drinking because of Lust, and rotting in his room for months after the island! Y’know, totally usual behavior for teens please don’t rot in your rooms that’s bad for your mental health) and he might’ve indirectly caused a few deaths on the island, but we aren’t talking about that- He scarred Gluttony because he killed Sloth and Ryder obviously didn’t like that he bit Jack and Maurice out of self defense, and he might’ve smacked Roger on the head on the island at least twice…He got tired of them eventually. I swear he’s overall a good person, that island just really messed him up mentally and physically. In the fight between Jack and Ralph at the end, Ryder ended up getting scars from Maurice because Maurice slashed him with his spear, meaning to stab him (it was Jack’s command and Maurice was kind of a little gone). Speaking of the Merridew kid, he and Ryder are therapy partners/friends together due to their therapist thinking that exposed therapy would be a good thing for them, which it kind of was. Ryder got so much better after talking to everyone that survived on the island, even though he still feels iffy with some of them (Ralph, Roger, Maurice, Samneric all technically betrayed him in some way). His relationships with the sins (also @lord-of-the-bundle-of-sticks ocs) got so much better, although Gluttony’s was…Not good for a while, they eventually forgave each other in their own way, I’d like to say it started here, which I believe would take place a couple months after they got off the island: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52156768/chapters/131921551

Thank you for listening to my rambling, if you did.

Have a gallery of them, I really do love them…💙💚🩷 (I accidentally made it a timeline of events, oops)

This post was mostly for @cve-th3mvsic , but I hope this clears some questions up! ^_^

I will be linking this on my pinned post, just in case it gets lost in the massive amounts of posts I reblog and such.

#lotf #lord of the flies #ryder #rye #art #my art #lotf oc #john #mary emerson #Mary #john emerson

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autie-hobbit · 2 years

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I have so many feelings about Klaus and his birth mother, and I need to get them out, so you’re gonna hear about them.

The fact that Klaus held onto the cheque stump with his mother’s name and address on it for years, through his drug addiction, his time living on the streets, and his time travelling.

The way he holds the piece of paper so gently in his hands.

The fact that he wanted to meet her, but was too scared to until now.

The way he just melts when Sarah-Beth tells him that he has his mother’s eyes.

The fact that he was genuinely upset over his mother being dead.

The way he says, “That one’s mine. Her name is Rachel, and I have her eyes”.

The way he just falls apart when he asks Reginald if he killed their mothers.

The fact that Rachel told Klaus that she watches him all the time from the Void.

Just Klaus and Rachel. I need more of them, please. PLEASE!

#the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy spoilers #tua #tua s3 #tua spoilers #umbrella academy klaus #klaus hargreeves #klaus and his mum #nat's posting

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imaginefan · 7 months

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The New Baby *Part 4*

All Platonic Relationship Characters involved or mentions are - Asher (OC), Jayleen (OC), Hope Mikaelson, Jodie Saltzman, Lizzie Saltzman, Klaus Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce, Damon Salvatore and Jeremy Gilbert.

Word Count: 1015

Requested: @emaz-0225

Request: Original Request

*Part 3*

No one had expected your death and everyone was hit hard, you had been protecting the twins, Katherine had come to Mystic Falls to visit your grave cry. She hadn’t expected to see anyone but ended up running into Damon who was placing flowers on your grave, they spoke for a while and finally agreed that she was allowed to see the twins considering they needed all the family that they could get. For the first couple of months they didn’t hear anything from Klaus either, he chose to mourn your death on his own only reappearing when the twins or specifically when Asher was in danger as the first born, however much like any other danger it passed.

The twins themselves had always struggled with your death. They were still young when you died, only three, Jay had taken a quieter approach to her grieving receding into herself, she didn’t speak to anyone apart from Asher, who took a more aggressive and angry approach to grieving. For a long time they were on their own only because they chose to be, Jay was the first to let Damon back in Asher following suit, then Stefan and finally Kathrine and Klaus. Jeremy was there but after a few years he found someone else, someone that he wanted to settle down with.

It took about 10 years before the twins had friends of their own age, with the supernatural school finally in place, they attended with Hope, Lizzie and Jo. They seemed to be getting on well unfortunately on the 13th anniversary of your passing Jeremy decided that he was going to tell them both something.

“I needed to talk to both of you.” Jeremy said as he looked at them, they were both sitting on the beds in the room that they shared as they waited for him to tell them what he needed to. “What?” Asher asked, he was far less forgiving of Jeremy, feeling abandoned by his father, all of his grandparents coming to the rescue. “It’s about Jessica.” Jeremy said. “Honestly I don’t want to talk about your new girlfriend.” Asher said as he leant back against the headboard of the bed. “Fiancée.” He corrected. “Excuse me?” Asher asked. “Fiancée.” Jeremy repeated. “So what do you expect me to call her mum and play happy family every holiday?” Asher asked. “Not gonna happen.” “Do you want to hear why we’re getting married?” Jeremy asked. “Because you love her or something?” Asher asked, putting air quotes around the word ‘love’. “I do love her but there’s another reason.” Jeremy answered. “She's pregnant.” “Oh so you’ll marry her but you wouldn’t marry mum?” Asher asked. “Asher, that was different.” Jeremy argued, Asher sat up, his feet falling to the floor as he stood. “Honestly I could care less that you are having a baby or getting married, I don’t want anything to do with it so if you don’t mind will you kindly leave me the fuck alone.” Asher said before disappearing from the room. “You couldn’t have picked a better day for this?” Jay asked. “You know what this day means to him and yet you would tell him that you are moving on and you expect him to do the same.” “That’s not-” “No it’s not what you meant but that’s what he heard.” Jay sighed before standing up and walking out of the room to find her brother.

Asher found himself at your grave as he always did on the anniversary of your death, he’s cry, tell you everything that he had achieve that year and even brought Hope Lizzie and Jo to see you one year, they had all asked to come pretending that they were there for Jay but they had come for him to, he knew that but he couldn’t bring himself to thank them. “Do you know what he said to me today?” Asher asked, the silence that answered him was no unfamiliar “he said that he’s getting married and she’s pregnant, I think he was hoping that we would be happy for him but I was just angry because somehow after everything he still manage to come out on top, like he did every other time, you looked after us when we were younger and he was able to do whatever he wanted, he only ever looked after us when he wanted to and he’s the one that gets to move on while rest of us are still hurting.” Asher wanted to be able to see a picture of you without feeling angry or like he wanted to cry. “You know with all of the friends that I’ve made I shouldn’t feel this way, I don’t feel as lonely as I was before but you're still not here and I can’t bring you back, no one can.” “Your right no one can bring her back so we have to live for her.” Jay said as she sat in front of him. “Mum wanted us to live so the best thing that we can do for her past bringing her back is living the way that she wanted and showing her everything that we can become.” “What if we don’t do what she wanted?” He asked. “I think we have, you know, making friends that would do anything for us and we would do anything for, you know I think that if we never did anything for the rest of our lives she’d be proud as long as we were happy.” Jay explained as her eyes moved over to the girls that you’d say were your closest friends each of them taking a seat so that you were making a semi circle around the grave. “We’ll stick together no matter what.” Hope said “you can rely on us.” “We promise.” Josie said. “Always.” Lizzie added. “Thanks guys.” Asher said softly and while he knew that it was still going to be a long time before he was okay, he had the perfect people around him to make sure that it happened in and out of the school.

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Stam: Am I? Already bubbling with love for her? Haha, I guess I am. I do. When I look in the mirror, I can see her face right next to mine. I feel I can ask her things, I feel I want to listen to her, even when I've just woken up. She feels familiar. And I also think I may have seen her before, when she was in the bistro with her friend. You know, the singer from the band.

Manon: She has a friend in a band? Like, a troubadour-friend? My goodness. Rachel, dear, dear Rachel, please be careful. Don't mingle with such people until you've got your husband. These kind of things can reflect badly upon your pure self.

Stam: Don't worry. It is a really great band. Having such a friend cannot harm Rachel's virtue, haha, if that's what your concerned about. But please, let's talk about me. Tell Rachel something nice. Why am I the most rounded package she can get? Haha. Not fishing for compliments or anything.

Klaus-Ove: Obviously.

Manon: Where do I begin? First of all, Miss Rachel, this man might be a prince! His fair Northern mother, a hardworking nurse, met a tall and dark stranger in Al Simhara, who never revealed his name. I mean, look at Mr. Hardenes: that must have been a prince!

Stam: Let's not talk about the guy who knocked my mother up. He could just as well have been a troubadour, Miss de La Haye. I've never met him.

Manon: Oh? Yes, you've been raised by your dear mother alone, but surely you must feel, a certain kind of nobility... in your veins...

Stam: Nope.

Manon: But your looks!

Stam: Ah. My looks. I don't really care about that. Neither does Rachel I'm sure. I'm proud I have my mum's eyes and I'm proud I am strong and never ill, so I can pursue my dreams and be a good son to my beloved mother. She's my everything.

Manon: You don't care about it, yet you look in the mirror long enough to imagine your dream wife's face beside your own.

Stam: I practise my charisma skills.

Manon: I'm sure you do. Early in the morning. Right out of bed. I'm sure you practise your athletic skills too, not to build those fine muscles I notice beneath your far too gaudy shirt, but to...

Stam: Do you have any idea how hard the work of a chef is? If you don't keep your body in shape, you'll simply perish preparing meals. You won't make it a single night. Besides, I told you, I don't care about looks. All I aspire my body to be in the future, is soft and chubby, so my kids can use me as a teddybear or a trampoline, or a doormat, for all I care. I want to be the greatest dad in the world. I want to be the dad I never had. I want to be the dad that should have supported my mother every step of the way.

Manon: Goodness me, I knew you wanted a family. But this... So, one really has to read between the lines, with your person. And all these jobs you have, the whole rigmarole, besides being, simply put, gorgeous, all that is not to get ahead of others, nor to behave like a gentleman should, it is...

Stam: I'm just skilling up for the future I want. Making a name while I'm still single. But when I've found my love, and my home becomes a reality, and I hold my first baby in my arms, all falls second to that. And then I will be prepared. I will be so prepared. It will be nothing but happiness.

Manon: Oh, all the heavens above me. An airmonger.

Klaus-Ove and Orbin: Wow, man.

Stam: I thought you'd seen all that in me, Miss, when you said I was the total package for Rachel.

Manon: Oh, sweetheart... And you cared for your mother, when she had what you call a "burn out", when you were young? Twice?

Stam: I did. Why?

Manon: No... nothing. Just another thing Rachel needs to know. Something about an apple and a tree. Never mind. Let's... let's proceed and present the last of you. Mister Klaus-Ove Larsen, please come up here, you carefree looking pup.

Stam: I won't get to address Rachel myself, like Orbin did?

Manon: Well..., you can still try. We surely have another minute, haven't we, gentlemen? There, go ahead, Mr. Hardenes.

Stam: Okay. So here it is, dear Rachel. My dear Rachel. I've only seen you once or twice, yet you are already on my mind, like constantly. You intrigue me, you calm me down, I feel things. Possibilities of a future together. I could be that guy you describe. I could stay in with you, for a lifetime I guess. But I'd also like to take you out, to see people, to go for a delicious dinner, or to soak up art at a gallery. And maybe, someday to take you to the country half of me comes from. All preferably with our little one in a carrier on my back... Am I going too fast? I probably am. I don't want to scare you. I'll probably be quiet and in awe when we finally meet. And I can be funny too. Just contact me. I'll make sure it'll be worth your time.

Manon: Thank you, Mr. Hardenes. And now, sweet, dear Rachel, you know what they say: last may be best! Here is Mr. Klaus-Ove Larsen, the youngest of these gentlemen, someone who might sweep you off your feet in a swirl of magnificent creativity.

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#a man for rachel #@kimmiessimmies #sims 3 #ts3 #intermezzo AU mini story

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Little One

Mikaelson! fem reader x Harry Styles

Reader is an original(as in an original vampire from The Vampire Diaries/The Originals).

Reader is the youngest Mikaelson, twin sister to Henrik, and left her siblings behind after being chased off by her older brother, Niklaus. She keeps in touch with Elijah, Rebekah and Kol, hesitantly inviting them to her Art Gallery. With her boyfriend there, she didn’t think anything could go wrong, until her siblings arrive…

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“Darling, calm down! Everything will be just fine!”

For the past hour, Y/N has been running around the exhibition giving orders to the catering staff with worry plastered on her face. Her boyfriend of 4 years trailing behind her, the same expression on his face for a different reason.

“No, Harry! Everything has to be perfect! I’m-“

He grabs her hand, pulling her back and turning her around, her dress flowing at her feet. He takes her other hand in his, getting her full, undivided attention.

“You are panicking, love. I need you to take a few deep breaths for me, can you do that? In and out.”

She nods and begins to take some deep breaths, Harry squeezing her hands in comfort as she does so. Once she’s calmed down, she lets out a sigh and tears begin to fall down her cheeks. Harry wipes them away and presses a kiss to her cheeks before pulling her into his arms, holding her securely to his chest. She looks up at him, tearing threatening to spill as she does.

“Now, would you like to tell me what’s wrong? This is supposed to be a happy day, Y/N! Why the tears?”

She takes one more deep breath and begins to explain, though her voice is shaky.

“Y-You know how I’ve been talking to my family more?”

Harry nods in understanding, signaling her to continue.

“So I invited Kol to my exhibition and he asked to bring Elijah and Rebekah and I haven’t seen them in so long. I’m just.. I’m scared! They’re the only family I have and yet I’m scared to see them!”

Y/N begins to shake as tears spill down her cheeks again, Harry cradling her in his arms, one hand on her head and the other on her back as she cries.

“You have every right, Y/N. But they’re your family, and they miss you. And you won’t be alone. I’m here. Mum, Gem, Mitch and Sarah, we’re all here for you. It will be just fine. And I can’t wait to meet your family. So take a deep breath, okay? This is your night.”

With a kiss to her forehead, he pulls away, grasping her hand. He pulls her to the beverage table, insisting that having a drink would calm her nerves. As she takes a sip of her champagne, she chokes as she spots a group of people enter the room.

That's not possible... Klaus?

Before Harry can question her, she sets down her glass and turns to head the opposite direction, determined to hide as quickly as she could. She turns the corner and jumps in surprise when she sees the figure standing in front of her.

“Now now, Little One. You couldn’t possibly be trying to run from me, are you?”

She stands, full of fear at the man- no, monster in front of her.

“Niklaus…”

Behind him quickly appears Rebekah, Elijah and Kol, easing her nerves a little though she stands guarded.

“Niklaus leave her be. Come now, little sister. We’ve missed you.”

Rebekah pushes Klaus back and brings Y/N in for a hug. The youngest vampire sighs into the familiar, comforting embrace of her older sister.

“Yes, Niklaus. After all, you should be proud. Y/N has taken after you and done well for herself.”

As she is let go by Rebekah, she quickly finds herself in the arms of her eldest, living brother. Elijah, her voice of reason and her protector over a millennia.

“I’ve missed you, Y/N. We all have…”

She returns his hug, and against her better judgment, she finally lets her guard down. Elijah lets her go and before she can say anything, she spots Harry turning the corner, his eyes roaming everywhere in search of her.

“Y/N!”

She pushes past her siblings, ignoring the stares of her siblings as she rushes over to her worried boyfriend. He spots her and rushes to her, his arms open as she rushes into his arms.

“Christ, you had me so worried! You just vanished and I-.”

Harry is interrupted by a strong force pulling him away from Y/N, before he is pushed up against the wall by Klaus, fear and confusion appearing on his face.

“Well well, little sister. It seems you’ve found yourself a new toy. It’s a shame I’ll have kill him.”

Her eyebrows furrow in anger and she rushes towards her brother with determination. Although she is no match for the Hybrid, their elder brother is the one to push him off of the singer and Harry drops to the floor.

“Niklaus, that’s enough. I did not agree to bring you here so you could torment Y/N. You claimed you wanted forgiveness from our sister, this is certainly not the way to ask for it.”

Ignoring everything else going on behind her, Y/N helps Harry up as he leans on her, out of breath though still full of fear.

“What- what is going on, Y/N? T-These are your siblings?”

She sighs as she guides him over to the nearest bench and sits him down before she turns her head to her eldest brother.

“Elijah? A moment, please? I need to talk to Harry.”

Elijah nods with small smile and drags her siblings away to look at one her pieces, though she can clearly hear him begin to scold Niklaus more. She turns her attention to Harry and her heart drops at his current state. His eyes are full of fear, his hands are shaking and his hair is disheveled.

“Yes… those were my siblings Harry. I’m so, so sorry. Niklaus… he wasn’t supposed to be here. I left them behind because of him…”

She squeezes his hand in an attempt to comfort him.

“W-What is he? His eyes- they were yellow! And he had fangs! Are you like that too?”

He quickly lets her go and as he stands up, his legs give out on him and he falls back onto the bench.

“Harry, please. I need you to be open-minded and listen to what I’m about to tell you. You have nothing to fear, and what I tell you doesn’t change who I am. I am the Y/N that you know and love and I promise this is the only thing I have ever kept from you. Can you listen to me, H?”

He nods, though he moves away from her, causing her to frown.

“I’m not actually 24…. I am over a millennia old. My family… We are the original vampires. I have 5 brothers and a sister. Though only 3 brothers remain. Henrik… He was my twin brother… He was killed by..By a werewolf. My mother was a witch… She performed a dark spell on the rest of us and turned us into these-monsters. And we’ve lived as such for a millennia.”

She looks up at Harry and his face is no longer filled by fear, but shock.

“W-We’ve been together for 4 years, Y/N… How? D-Don’t you need blood? H-how are you walking in the sun and why are you eating normal food? You love to eat-.”

She sighs and takes his hand in hers, causing him to stop talking as he looks into her eyes.

“There’s a lot to explain. And I will, later. I promise. But for now, all you need to know is I am who I say I am. Unlike my siblings… I could never bring myself to injure or sire anyone… And my blood intake is minimal. From some friends that know. They donate it to me and a few drops holds me over for almost a year and a half… I wouldn’t do it at all if I could avoid it but I can’t. I promise you, it’s me,”

He looks further into her eyes and the tears threatening to spill breaks his heart. He pulls her into his lap and she begins to sob as he cradles her in his arms, rocking her back and forth.

“Of course you wouldn’t, my girl could never hurt a fly. You have such a kind heart, always reaching out to others when they’re down or needing help. I’m so sorry I made you upset, my love. I’m sorry for doubting you.”

He wipes away her tears as he rocks her and she lets out small sniffles.

“I left… Because of Nik. He’s cruel and possessive. He means well.. But he’s never understood boundaries… Or humility. Every time one of us has found love or makes something of ourselves, he rips it away. I’m not even sure how I was able to stay away for so long. But I shouldn’t have kept this a secret from you… I love you Harry. And I don’t want to lose you.”

He leans in and pecks her lips, holding her tight in his arms before he lets her go and stands up, holding a hand out to her.

“C’mon, Y/N. Let’s go settle this. If plan to be with you for the rest of my life, then I suppose I need to get to know your family.”

She purses her lips and takes his hand, standing up with a hesitant nod. The wander through the exhibition until they finally find her siblings, chatting with each other as they admire one of her most prized pieces. The older Mikaelson’s sense the couple approaching and they turn to face them, Elijah standing in front of Klaus in order to shield his little sister from him.

“Thank you… For coming. Before you say anything else, I need to introduce you to someone.”

I grip Harry’s hand once before continuing.

“This… Is Harry. I love him with… Everything that I am. So please… Please respect that.”

She looks to Niklaus, who pushes Elijah to see his little sister and he lets out a sigh.

“I suppose… I owe this to you, don’t I, Y/N?”

She stands firm against her brother, though she continues to fight back tears in fear of her big brother.

“Niklaus… I am not Henrik. I am here, brother. There’s no need to shelter me. There never was.I know you blame yourself for what happened to Henrik, and I know that’s why you’ve tried to keep us together but we can’t live like that Nik. We want to grow and love. Just as mother had hoped for us when we were children, before any of this mess started.”

He looks into my eyes and I see his body relax, though he remains next to Elijah as I continue.

“Please, Nik, he’s not going to hurt me. Please, trust me.”

Against her better judgment, she lets Harry go and rushes over to Klaus, pulling him into a hug. He freezes up at first but returns her embrace, taking in her comforting scent that he’s missed dearly. After a moment or so, Niklaus gains his composure and pushes his sister away, only to see the pleasing expression in her eyes.

“Just… Remember to visit home, little one. I’ve missed you. We all have…”

He rests a hand on her head and pats her head, just as he had used to when she was a child, only softer, as to not ruin her hair. She smiles and gives her brother one last hug before returning to her boyfriends side.

“Would you like a tour of the gallery? I think I’ve got some extra time on my hands!”

She giggles as she takes Harry’s arm and her siblings smile, giving her a nod. They begin to walk around the exhibition when Harry pipes up with a question.

“Wait… So I understand how you manage with blood… But how are you walking around in the daylight?”

They laugh and she shakes her head, squeezing Harry’s arm as they continue their walk.

She felt at peace after that day. She had her demons, but she had gained all she had ever wanted.

Ya’ll can thank @harrysmimi for this! She sparked the inspo! I know this totally came out of nowhere but if anyone is interested in more, I think I can definitely write more! Please like and reblog!

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Scan - Klaus Voormann's drawing of George Harrison giving him a hug at Abbey Road Studios in 1963, as published in Voormann's book Warum spielst du Imagine nicht auf dem weißen Klavier, John? (2003).

George and being affectionate, as requested. A companion post to this one.

"George giving me (Klaus) a bear-hugggg My first time in London and... what a welcome!!! ‘It’s Klaus!’ George Harrison called, setting his guitar aside and walking toward me to give me a firm hug." - Warum spielst du Imagine nicht auf dem weißen Klavier, John? (2003)

"[W]hich Beatle was the better kisser? 'George,' [Iris] says with a smile. 'He gave me my first kiss. He was lovely. Paul was charming. George had something else.' [...] 'They’d all come round at two in the morning and my Mum Vi made chip butties. I met George at the ice rink when I was 12 and he was 14. Every night he would come round to our house after school. 'He used to play guitar and wanted to get into Rory’s band but Rory said he was a bit young. We went out for ages – but it was a totally different concept to boyfriend and girlfriend today. 'We’d walk down Lilly Lane which was like a lovers’ lane and kiss and cuddle. George was the best kisser ever. 'Rory opened a skiffle club and I wasn’t supposed to go because I was under 15 so I put cotton wool in my bra and blue blusher on my eyes. 'At the end of the night, Rory made a joke about his little sister having cotton wool down her bra. I was so embarrassed I ran out in tears. 'Then I heard footsteps behind me. It was George. I ran into his arms and he gave me the best kiss ever. 'I can still feel it right in my tummy, even now. He was lovely.'" - Mirror, October 6, 2012

"'At all clubs [in Hamburg],' says George, 'they used to read out a notice every night saying that all people under eighteen had to leave. Someone eventually realized I was only seventeen, without a work permit or a resident permit. So I had to leave. I had to go home on my own. I felt terrible.' Astrid and Stu drove him to the station, got him his ticket and a place on the train. 'He was just standing there,' says Astrid. 'Little George, all lost. I gave him a big bag of sweets and some apples. He threw his arms round me and Stu, which was the sort of demonstrative thing they never did.'" - The Beatles: The Authorized Biography (1968)

"I was surprised to see how affectionate he was with Olivia, holding hands, heads touching as they talked, snuggling up next to her at every opportunity." - Chris O’Dell, Miss O’Dell (2009)

George hugging Alla Rakha during the Dark Horse, 1974: here.

"Olivia was in the room and asked Madeleine her name. The next thing she knew, George was walking across the room directly to her, and as if they were old friends, put his arms around her! She was so overwhelmed and she automatically put her arms around him and hugged him back. He asked her her name, and she told him it was Madeleine. She said something to the effect of 'I love you George’ in her cute and charming way, but George only replied, 'It’s Krishna that you love.’ He was told by Bill how many concerts she had attended, so he asked, 'This is your 11th?’ In her shock, she said yes, but when he asked again, she said no, it was her 8th concert. He was knocked out that she had gone to that many. She told him, 'I would have gone to all 50 if I could,’ to which he jokingly replied, 'If I could I wouldn’t have!’ During this time George was holding both her hands in his." - Harrison Alliance, December 1974/January 1975, with thanks to Meet The Beatles for Real [x]

"Even hugging George was a psychedelic experience, what a gem of a man. Love him forever." - Dave Stewart, Facebook

“Just a few months after his death, I was in Bungalow 8, a New York club that Paul Shaffer had dragged me to, when I noticed a skinny fellow who was the spitting image of George, only young George, coming right toward me. Before I could say anything, this young man embraced me in a tender hug. And then pulled back to explain himself. ‘I’m Dhani Harrison,’ he said. ‘One of the last things my father told me was that if I ever come across people who were important to him, I should give them a hug.’” - Martin Short, I Must Say: My Life As A Humble Comedy Legend (2014) [x]

"The last time I met him, he was very sick and I held his hand for four hours. As I was doing it I was thinking ‘I’ve never held his hand before, ever. This is not what two Liverpool fellas do, no matter how well you know each other.’ I kept thinking, ‘he’s going to smack me here.’ But he didn’t. He just stroked my hand with his thumb and I thought ‘Ah, this is OK, this is life. It’s tough but it’s lovely. That’s how it is.’" - Paul McCartney, The Mirror, April 7, 2003 [x]

“George was the kind of guy who wasn’t going to leave until he hugged you for five minutes and told you how much he loved you. We knew where we stood with each other.” - Tom Petty, Rolling Stone, January 17, 2002 [x]

#Klaus Voormann #George Harrison #harrisonarchive scans #1960s #1970s #1980s #1990s #2000s #George and Klaus Voormann #Tom Petty #Olivia Harrison #Paul McCartney #Iris Caldwell #et al #fits queue like a glove

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