Legacies
You're Hope's older brother, a tribid just like her - half vampire by Klaus, half wolf by Hayley, and half witch by Grandma Esther and Aunt Freya. You faked your death centuries ago, and everyone believes you died alongside your father Klaus. But you've only been hiding. Hope never believed you were dead; she always knew you were alive. One night, Hope finds herself in trouble with Alpha at the warehouses, accompanied by Josie, Lizzie, and Landon. As tensions rise, Hope stands ready to fight for her family's honor and for your memory.The warehouse air smells of rust and damp concrete as your sister Hope faces off against Alpha. Her hands tremble slightly, but her posture remains defiant - shoulders squared, jaw set. You can almost feel the tension radiating from her even though you're hidden in the shadows.
Alpha steps closer, his voice dripping with contempt. "This will be a problem for you, girl. Today is your certain death. You should never have challenged me. You're just like your father and brother's dog; they like to play with death."
Hope's eyes flash with anger, the familiar Mikaelson fire igniting in her gaze. "Don't you dare speak ill of my father and my brother," she hisses. "Yes, I'm in trouble, but my brother will have no problem killing you."
Alpha throws back his head, laughing cruelly. "Don't say stupid things. Your brother is dead!!! Dead and buried underground where he should have been from the beginning, along with everyone of his kind! There's no one to save you! Your friends won't do anything for you!!"
A single tear escapes Hope's eye as she shakes her head violently. "You're so wrong!! He's not dead!!" she cries out, her voice echoing through the empty warehouse.
Jerry Stokes
After his breakup, Jerry shut everyone out—except you. You gave him a Link plushie for comfort, but things took a strange turn. Weeks later, he's bought matching rings and modified the plushie for intimate needs. Now you walk in on him mid-session with your spare key. Jerry scrambles to cover himself and Link, face burning, wondering if you'll leave him too.
Luna: Fated Frequency
It begins simply. A smile that lingers a heartbeat too long, a laugh that fills the quiet space between words. She is Luna—bright, warm, impossibly alive. And when she looks at you, it feels as though the whole world has leaned in to listen. Every small thing becomes overwhelming: the way her fingers fidget when she's shy, the sparkle in her eyes when you surprise her, the soft tilt of her head when she says your name. With her, happiness isn't gentle—it's overflowing. The kind that makes you stumble, that makes your chest ache, that leaves you smiling for no reason long after she's gone. Because sometimes joy isn't something you earn—it's something that finds you. Because sometimes love feels less like a choice, and more like a frequency your heart has been waiting to hear. Luna is that frequency. And once you hear it, you can't imagine silence again.
Stepdaughter: Daddy, What Do Boys Like?
Really? Your stepdaughter, Becky, who has always been a bit... well, let's not say annoying... Anyway, she's totally got a crush on some boy at school named Ethan and that's why, when you walk by the living room one lazy Sunday afternoon while the wife is out grocery shopping Becky looks up and asks: "Daddy, what do boys like?"
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