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what was your almost name? mine was sofia

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Please do a being Damon Salvatore's twin sister would include?

Stefan having a hard time dealing with his two older siblings 

you’re very similar in terms of attitude and sarcasm, but you’re more compassionate and the voice of reason 

like you’re the only one to stop Damon from killing people when he’s mad

you’re best friends with Katherine, despite how she played your brothers (you were very mad but over the decades it faded as she was still your friend) 

being the one Stefan goes to for advice despite how wise he seems 

you’re the shoulder both of your brothers cry on (although Damon would deny it) 

you do not like Elena, she acts all innocent and doesn’t see the way she’s creating distance between your brothers

so much snark and banter between you and Damon 

but it’s the way you show you care for one another 

like if one day you’re particularly quiet and don’t have a snarky reply to his comments he know’s something is wrong and will go into big brother mode, will put on your favourite movie, sit down on the couch and allow you to snuggle into him while letting you tell him what’s wrong in your own time 

sometimes Stefan will walk in on these moments and will join 

it’s a really cute family bonding moment

which reminds you of all the times you spent with your brothers when you were children

actual fights with Damon over the last blood bag 

stealing your twin’s bourbon

despite being twins with Damon you’re exceptionally close with Stefan

Damon always rushing to get your favourite candy when he senses you’re in a bad mood or upset

Damon being the brother that knows you’re still sleeping and will come into your room in the morning and opening all of the curtains, jumping on your bed and saying in a sing-song voice ‘wake up sunshine’ (he’s done this since you were kids)

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Sirius looking at Harry at some point when he’s eighteen and realizing for the first time how painfully young Regulus was when he died–and how brave he was for what he did at that age. 

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Definitely Family

This is my next spot on my bingo board for @xxwritemeastoryxx blogiversary bingo writing challenge. This one was based off the quote "I believe the term you're searching for is... omg." And it is an Elijah x Daughter OC. I hope you enjoy! (P.s In my imagination the girl in the gif is his daughter, even though I know it's Hayley. So please just roll with it 😂)

A Miracle. That’s what my mom always called me. More specifically ‘her little Miracle.’ You see, I shouldn’t be alive. Not in the, hate my life or in the, the universe hates me, kind of way. But in the, my mom was a witch and my dad an original vampire, kind of way. Freaky huh? Well, most of the supernatural community would probably think so too. So we keep my existence a secret. From everyone. Including my father.

The Noble Suit wearing Original Vampire Elijah Mikaelson. Yup, that’s me. Miracle child of an original vampire who doesn’t know I exist. But I guess that sort of brings us to where we are now. You see… my mother passed about a month ago and I have no one else. I need family. I need my dad. So, I’m here in New Orleans hoping that he will believe and accept me. Family above all, right?

    Elijah was sitting in the courtyard alone, lost in his own thoughts. He could hear his younger brother speaking gently to young Hope in her room. Elijah longed for that. For a child to call him father. A dream he knew would never be real. He took a lengthy sip of his burbon. He would just be content with being an Uncle to Hope. This was more than he ever thought possible. It was more than enough. 

    Footsteps broke Elijah from his thoughts. The unfamiliar patter accompanied by a new scent had him on edge already. But when a young woman entered the courtyard, no older than 17, with brown hair the same shade as his own and blue/green eyes he swore he had seen before, something in Elijah’s gut told him this girl meant no harm. Still he held a defensive stance though, slightly, less frightening. The teen gathered her courage and spoke in a timid yet somehow familiar voice,

 “Hello. My name is Miracle. You knew my mother Cora.” 

Recognition flashed in Elijah’s eyes as all the fight drained from him. He saw it now. Her cheeks, her nose… her eyes. They were all Cora. How he hadn’t seen it before this baffled him. Although, he hadn’t seen Cora in at least 80 years. How then, was her daughter so young? Before Elijah could open his mouth to ask any of the questions that began to swim around in his mind she spoke again. 

    “You’re probably wondering how I’m so young. And also why I’m here…” 

Of course the thought had crossed his mind. 

“Well, sadly my mother passed about a month ago.” 

Elijah finally spoke, 

“I’m so sorry. Your mother was a good woman. I’m sorry she is gone.” 

The young girl, Miracle, wiped away a few tears. 

“Thank you. She was all I had. Now that she’s gone, I’m looking for my father.”

Elijah was even more confused. Of course this girl would seek family, but why was she here?

    “My mother only ever told me two things about my father. The first was that he was an original vampire. She said they were in love and she wanted to give him a child knowing that they could have a happy family together. So she was able to do a spell and conceive a child, me. However, before my mother could surprise him, he had to run. To flee his father, my grandfather. She never saw him again.”

Elijah was in shock. He never knew of Cora’s plan.

“What…,” he cleared his throat, “what was the second thing your mother told you?”

Miracle had been looking at her feet but at that moment she raised her head to meet his eyes.

    “That his name is Elijah Mikaelson.”

Elijah felt as if all of the air had left his lungs. He stood staring at this girl in front of him, his daughter. She was fidgeting under his gaze. Finally she gathered the courage to speak up again.

    “I believe the term you’re searching for is omg…”

This finally broke Elijah out of his stare and he reached out, pulling his baby girl into the safety of his arms. Tears escaping both of their eyes. Elijah pressed a kiss to the top of her head and smiled.

    “You really are my daughter.”

Goose, doing his taxes: Do you think I could claim Mav as a dependent? I mean, when he started coming over for dinner Carole and I noticed a 30% increase on our grocery bill.