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date posted 11 months ago , with 13 notes
Tags  iwan rheon  freya mavor  crackship  

just my parts for a Crossover Collab i just finished :)
i love the idea of Dan/Mini and Blair/Klaus!



fadingtales:

She thought it would be easy after she got into the car, got about a hundred miles between herself and New York. It didn’t get easy. Even with Damon beside her. She was giving up everything, everything she’s known, everything she’s loved. But New York has long since transformed from being her home to being her cage, gilded or not. And she knew that leaving was the right solution. Everything back there has been tainted, poisoned. She needed to escape. But still, the restlessness in her heart refused to go away.
Damon noticed her unease and pulled over into a motel. It wasn’t the usual luxurious accommodations she is accustomed to, but it was the best thing they could find so far out of town. That logic didn’t help to make her feel any better. The cottons sheets rubbed her the wrong way and scratched at her skin. Her jitters worsening as she struggled to feel comfortable despite the lumpiness of the pillow and the springs of the thin mattress poking her back.
After twisting and turning around for what seemed like hours, Damon got up from his bed and curled besides her, pulling her towards his chest.
“Are you okay?”
“No,” she admits, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m not. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Everything is different, and I’m scared and I… I don’t know if I can do this.”
He’s silent for a moment, taking in her words, before speaking.
“If you want… I’ll take you back first thing in the morning. You just say the word and I’ll turn the car around.”
“No,” she responds sharply. “Going back isn’t an option. I am committed to this. I just… I don’t know where to go from here.”
She lets out a long breath, her heart hammering away in her chest.
“Tell me, Damon. How is all of this suppose to end?”
Damon pulls her closer to him, holds her for just a moment before answering.
“Simple, we’ll live happily ever after.”
And he smiles, nuzzling his head against hers. And even though his response totally cliche, a completely fairytale ending, and has no solid foundation whatsoever to stand on… she feels her heart easing, the knot in her stomach untwisting. She breathes in his scent, snuggles just a bit closer to him. Suddenly the cotton sheets don’t feel so scratchy, the pillows not so lumpy, and she can hardly feel the springs in the mattress anymore. And lying there, besides Damon, she finally finds that feeling of contentment, of rightness, that has eluded her since she left New York.
He places a soft kiss against her forehead, chaste and sweet, and she feels her eyes closing. His words echoes in her dreams.
We’ll live happily ever after.

fadingtales:

She thought it would be easy after she got into the car, got about a hundred miles between herself and New York. It didn’t get easy. Even with Damon beside her. She was giving up everything, everything she’s known, everything she’s loved. But New York has long since transformed from being her home to being her cage, gilded or not. And she knew that leaving was the right solution. Everything back there has been tainted, poisoned. She needed to escape. But still, the restlessness in her heart refused to go away.

Damon noticed her unease and pulled over into a motel. It wasn’t the usual luxurious accommodations she is accustomed to, but it was the best thing they could find so far out of town. That logic didn’t help to make her feel any better. The cottons sheets rubbed her the wrong way and scratched at her skin. Her jitters worsening as she struggled to feel comfortable despite the lumpiness of the pillow and the springs of the thin mattress poking her back.

After twisting and turning around for what seemed like hours, Damon got up from his bed and curled besides her, pulling her towards his chest.

“Are you okay?”

“No,” she admits, her voice barely a whisper. “I’m not. I thought I would be, but I’m not. Everything is different, and I’m scared and I… I don’t know if I can do this.”

He’s silent for a moment, taking in her words, before speaking.

“If you want… I’ll take you back first thing in the morning. You just say the word and I’ll turn the car around.”

“No,” she responds sharply. “Going back isn’t an option. I am committed to this. I just… I don’t know where to go from here.”

She lets out a long breath, her heart hammering away in her chest.

“Tell me, Damon. How is all of this suppose to end?”

Damon pulls her closer to him, holds her for just a moment before answering.

“Simple, we’ll live happily ever after.”

And he smiles, nuzzling his head against hers. And even though his response totally cliche, a completely fairytale ending, and has no solid foundation whatsoever to stand on… she feels her heart easing, the knot in her stomach untwisting. She breathes in his scent, snuggles just a bit closer to him. Suddenly the cotton sheets don’t feel so scratchy, the pillows not so lumpy, and she can hardly feel the springs in the mattress anymore. And lying there, besides Damon, she finally finds that feeling of contentment, of rightness, that has eluded her since she left New York.

He places a soft kiss against her forehead, chaste and sweet, and she feels her eyes closing. His words echoes in her dreams.

We’ll live happily ever after.

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date posted 11 months ago , with 222 notes
Tags  blamon  crackship  


you can’t expect me to be fine, i don’t expect you to care. i know i’ve said it before but all of our bridges burned down. […] still stuck in that time when we called it love, but even the sun sets in paradise. i’m at a pay phone trying to call home, all of my change i spent on you. where have the times gone? baby it’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two? if happy ever after did exist, i would still be holding you like this.

you can’t expect me to be fine, i don’t expect you to care. i know i’ve said it before but all of our bridges burned down. […] still stuck in that time when we called it love, but even the sun sets in paradise. i’m at a pay phone trying to call home, all of my change i spent on you. where have the times gone? baby it’s all wrong, where are the plans we made for two? if happy ever after did exist, i would still be holding you like this.

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date posted 1 year ago , with 16 notes
Tags  omg  blucas  or lair?  this is really good anyway  crackship  

whenhumphreymetwaldorf:

anonymous asked: ten crossover otp’s: stefan salvatore x blair waldorf [7/10]

OMG I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THE WORLD WHO CRACKSHIPPED THESE TWO.

they’re pretty gorgeous, even tho i’m usuall not a fan of stefan, they would be so damn good.

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date posted 1 year ago , with 211 notes
Tags  stair  blefan  crackship  i've already vidded those two. what a joy!!  

fadingtales:

Leighton Meester & Ian Somerhalder

fadingtales:

Leighton Meester & Ian Somerhalder


date posted 1 year ago , with 96 notes
Tags  blamon  crackship  

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date posted 1 year ago , with 20 notes
Tags  datherine  i like them they're sexy as fuck  AU  crackship  

princessgrimaldi:

Chuck Bass & Louis Grimaldi || Umbrella

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date posted 1 year ago , with 42 notes
Tags  this is the best video ever okay.  crackship  chlouis  

1 Couple / 1 Episode - Klaus & Blair (Crackship) asked by ANONYMOUS



REAL LOVE, PURE AND SIMPLE LOVE.




Ena. 21years. fangirl. vidder.
half-german. half-american.
au pair. new york. america .
student. american studies.
plausible denialbility.


so we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.



people will take me there..