Hyperactivewhore - Nik's Wife

people saying that users aren’t being compassionate enough towards the billionaires stuck in the death coffin at the bottom of the ocean and calling us “ghouls” for bringing up the absolute absurdity of the entire situation and it’s like……of course no one ever deserves to die by suffocation or freezing to death and it’s a hope that by some miracle that these people are found and somehow saved. however people are aloud to point out the irony of how our current wealth gap is so high that there are people who are able to spend 250k, an amount that most people don’t see in their entire lives, like it’s a movie ticket. except instead of seeing a movie they are entering a death chamber to the bottom of the ocean so they can gawk at the mass grave of over a thousand people

“the CEO of the company tricked them and he’s the real capitalist villain while the other passengers are blameless” I agree that the CEO (who is also stuck in the submarine with them) is as grimy as they come and cut corners in order to make as much money as possible. that’s a given. but as we are seeing now, most people who have never even stepped foot in the ocean their entire lives could see that this was a disaster waiting to happen. you don’t have to be a maritime expert to see that. the submersible has no emergency beacon, is controlled by an off brand game controller, made from parts from a camp store, navigated by texts from above, is bolted in from the outside, and has a contract that passengers sign that mentions “death” three times on the front page. most people couldn’t be paid to step foot in it - and these people paid 250k to go to the bottom of the ocean in it

once again, no one is relishing at people dying stuck in an essentially gutted out minivan at the bottom of the ocean. especially when one passenger is 19 and the other is a legitimate titanic researcher. but people are allowed to be mad that thousands upon thousands of dollars of taxpayer money and resources are being used to try and literally pluck these people out of the ocean and save them from a grave that they literally helped dig themselves into without a care in the world. they are the 1% who can put themselves in peril as much as they please and spend money and waste resources like it’s water but will always expect to be saved from the brink of death by us regular folk so they can call themselves an “adventurer” at their next luncheon

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Waves Crashing Down — a Klaus Mikaelson Fanfiction. Part One: Introduction

Summary: A gorgeous, lethal siren watches Klaus pace around New Orleans’ beach. Curious of his power and beauty, she seeks him out.

Author's Note: I want it to be known that in terms of my characters’ appearances, I like to describe bodies like mine as there is very little rep. I’m very buxom, and I’m going to describe my characters the same way. Please do keep in mind the mention of buxom characters is not inherently sexual. Having large breasts, being a tad bit chubby, or rather, whatever you look like does not make you an object. All bodies are beautiful, and you can think of these characters whichever way you like. Thank you.

Enjoy,

Ginger Xx

In the beginning, you believed that we were mere birds, flying free in the sky with the face of a beautiful woman, our song taking hostage of the air, elevating your spirits and pulling you into your demise. You claimed that Odysseus had his sailors tie himself to a post so that he could stand awake and listen to our callings as if cheating death was ever that easy. You claimed that the source of who we are was by your God’s mighty hand. This we find interesting. You know you cannot escape the vibrations, the sounds of hungry divinity, not even Yahweh. We were always so hungry, so hungry for gentle violence and the cold, bitter taste of your flesh, be it a simple, unproblematic man, or be it your God.

Over time, your accuracy seemed to mature. You discovered that we were sea creatures, lurking in the darkest corners of the ocean, awaiting you, always ready to open up our deathless mouths and let death lure you into our cruel arms because we are hungry.

Do not mistake this as an acceptance of your perception, the image of us you harbour. But do believe that we see how gorgeous you look when the life is leaving your sweet eyes, your bodies half-empty and gentle, your clutch on us desperate, needy, your minds turbulent. It takes us to heaven and back each and every time.

And when the song comes to a close and you are gone, we recline in the sea or on the shoreline for just a little while until our fingertips twitch with hot desire all over again. Call it our duty. Call it evil — we don’t care. We desire consumption, and you are always needy to be consumed, even the most powerful of you… even most he who believes he is above the gorgeous and brutal song of the siren.

New Orleans 2010s…

Ivy rose her head a little above the water, her nose still breathing in the sea. The sound of the sand being pushed down as a man strolled across the beach near the shore had piqued her interest, her hunger, and she recognised him immediately. This was the one they called untouchable, ruthless. The man who couldn’t be killed.

His presence alone was powerful, a testament to his infamous past. She saw that his face was twisted into an expression of anger, his hand at his mouth. He was beautiful, his rage like steam entering the air and threatening it without him having to say a word — his energy alone commanded that around him. His hair was golden underneath the glow of the evening sun, and his attire was entirely noir, which only put more of an emphasis on his soft features. His rosey cheeks, his plump lips, his mean blue eyes — Ivy was struck. She narrowed her eyes, squinting them a little bit as he walked further along the New Orleans beach.

She watched him pass, her head turning in line with his walking until eventually, he had left the beach, a phone to his ear yelling about some deal. His roar was monstrous, his hand shooting at the sky in rage. Ivy’s eyebrows tugged together. What would he taste like?

Her attention shifted when she could sense another man — this one not strong and not angry — heading for the shore. Ivy’s lips parted and then breathed out the opening notes to her calling.

Every siren had a unique voice to match their differing personalities. They had a different technique to taking their victims. Some would sing in a sweet, high voice, the sound of youthful innocence seeping into the victims mind, enchanting them and stirring a desire to control who the voice belonged to before the siren flipped the script. Others would sing in a husky, low tone, the voice stirring the sailor into an almost conscious submission. And the rest were varying shades of danger in between.

Ivy loved the lethality of ambiguity; of singing in a both rich and husky song in a very high key, of making it impossible to know whether she was dominant or submissive. Seducing the man was pathetically easy. She loved possessing big blue doe eyes that could transform at any moment with pretty, plump lips that could pull into a devilish grin. In this, she could adapt to each individual victim, become who she needed to become in order for the killing to be most satisfactory.

As the man, locked in a trance, neared closer and closer to the sea, Ivy climbed onto a rock, flipping back her long, thick ginger hair as she rose from the water. Her song intensified, upping the key even higher. Ivy curled her brows up, her doe eyes big and needy as she reached out for the man.

The man climbed onto the rock, soaked in both the water and Ivy’s song. Ivy wrapped her hands around the man, one around his back and the other around his neck.

Sometimes the siren will let a victim kiss her, but this one didn’t possess enough beauty for intimacy, so the killing commenced immediately. Ivy’s grip on the man’s neck tightened, the man gasping for air, looking half terrified and half in love. His arms were at her waist, right above where her black tail began.

The waves were lull as the man in her arms died. She pulled him into the sea, watching the life drain from his eyes intently, innocently, as if it were not her claw around his neck. A small smile carved on her lips before she sunk her teeth into the man, the warmth of his blood coaxing a moan from the siren. His hands dropped off of her waist, and Ivy ravished him until he were mere bones floating in the ocean.

Ivy was sitting on the rocks, brushing her hair with a golden fork she found. She was watching the empty beach, bathing in the summer moonlight. The moon coaxed a glimmer on her black tail, as well as the pearl-coloured large shells on her chest that held her breasts. Her hair was almost dry, settling in its loose curls. Her mind was lull as it contemplated no violence, her body desiring nothing as she reclined. She was serene.

“Ivy, whatever are you doing, hm?” asked another siren as she climbed on the rocks next to Ivy.

“I’m just sitting, Thana. You have a little blood on your lip.”

“Oh! Thank you.” Thana exclaimed with a giggle before wiping off the blood. “Goodness, I was so hungry. Do you ever leave this rock?”

“Sometimes.”

Sirens are not all evil; they have hearts. However their empathy is only extended to each other and the sea. They form bonds with each other, some even choosing to hunt together, effortlessly doubling the power of the siren, their voices harmonising with each other and augmenting the power of it all. And when it comes to the ocean, they do all in their power to protect it, killing off and throwing out any threats. Thana and Ivy were always very close, though, Ivy preferred to spend most of her time alone. It was simply who she was.

Ivy turned her head to look at her friend. She had black short hair to her shoulders in tight curls, a beautifully soft structured face, very dark skin and a purple tail. The shells on her chest were the same colour.

“It’s cleansing, don’t you think? With all the men we eat, one needs to cleanse herself from time to time. You never know what they get up to before their foot touches the shore.” Ivy said.

Thana was deep in thought for a short time. “You’re very right, Ivy. Everyone knows that man is the most despicable creature.” she finally remarked.

“And yet, the most delicious.”

“Haha! So delicious. Well, I’m off to go for a swim. New Orleans is boring me. Come find me soon, my sweet, yeah?” Thana said as she began making her way off the rock and back into the ocean.

Ivy nodded before going back to watching the beach and brushing her hair, and that’s when she saw him again.

Tbh I do see Lucien Lachance becoming a vampire had he survived the events of Applewatch only to continue murdering and to please the dread daddy.

While I do agree with some points, imo klayley did center (mostly) about Hope. They definitely loved each other as family, but their daughter was the reason they tried to have a stable relationship in the first place.

If Hope hadn't been procreated that night, Klaus wouldn't have left Mystic Falls, because he was lured in to the city due to the witches using his unborn child as a plot to take Marcel down, and Hayley would have went to New Orleans, the curse of the Crescent pack would have been lifted sooner or later and she would have ended up marrying Jackson once again.

And without Elijah in the picture, she would have 100% fallen in love with him completely. She did say in s4 she fell in love with Elijah because he was there for her on a time she was alone and scared of Klaus (which is why I never really liked haylijah), and to me it did seem like Hayley was starting to fall in love a little with Jack by season 3.

Moving to Klaus, it’s more or less the same. If he ended up moving to New Orleans, he would have started with his whole "I wanna be king of New Orleans" shit, which would have enraged Hayley because his "kingdom" treated every supernatural creature but vampires like hell.

And knowing Klaus, if Hope hadn't been born in this reality, I feel that he would have killed Hayley the moment she got too bold/disturbed his plans too much. I mean, their mutual love for their daughter is what brought them close in the first place, so without that I really don't see a reason for them to have a good relationship.

He clearly respected Hayley's courage and bravery, but to a point. He's mentally inestable, and tends to easily snap. Their relationship would definitely have that sexual tension they have in canon, and I'm pretty sure they would hate fuck at least once in an au without Hope.

But moving on from that, I completely agree with most of what you said.

They care about each other more than the fans and show admits, and the potential for a romantic relationship is clear. She never gave up on him, and he was so damn distraught after her death. Their whole breakup scene in s5 when he hangs up the phone after she told him she would never give him is heartbreaking, especially because it's implied they never saw each other again face to face until her death scene.

Hope was what, nine at the time her parents stopped talking? Klaus and Hayley spent six years without any contact between them and yet Hayley was constantly standing up for him, making excuses and etc because she loved him. It does kinda make me mad that he was flirting with Caroline while his daughter and mother of his child were kidnapped, but anyway.

They clearly love each other, I think their mutual understanding in Hope being the most and priceless person/thing for them is quite cute and idk what more to say because it's night and I'm dying of heat.

there's something very juvenile and shallow about klaroline, in my opinion. part of it is because the narrative has never really focused on them unless its for fanservice. klayley, for example, have had ups and downs. they have worked together and worked against each other. they have made concessions for each other, they have killed for each other, and they have made choices for each other. their dynamic feels a bit more adult despite their immaturity at times, and of course part of that comes from their shared responsibility and their shared desire to put hope above themselves. it is through their circumstances that they regard each other differently and begin to treat each other like equals, which i find interesting. personally, klaroline just feels a bit stuck in the teen drama pit, which is why i do not find it nearly as compelling.

I also think it's because Caroline herself is a teenager. Yes, a vampire, but also a girl who's frozen at seventeen and will never grow up out of it, similar to Rebekah.

I'm not sure if it's been said in canon, but in tvd it's pretty clear that vampires are more or less mentally frozen with their physical age when they die. I don't know if that made sense, so: you die being twenty-two = you'll always be twenty-two mentally and emotionally, no matter how much you live as a vampire.

A clear example of that is Klaus, who died when he was twenty-one/twenty-two and despite having a thousand years, he clearly doesn't act like it. Or Rebekah, who in canon died being seventeen: she was clearly an insecure and neurotic teenager in tvd, until they made her act mature and feminist in The Originals (don't come at me for the last part, trying to steal a girl's boyfriend wasn't very feminist of her).

But back to the point, definitely. There was a lack of power between their relationship which Klaus always took advantage of, and Caroline did act like she couldn't stand his sight yet she didn't hesitate before accepting his attention or his gifts imo. I believe is because they weren't supposed to be romantically interwined at first, so the writers clearly didn't know how to handle them and they tried to make look romantic every time Klaus threatened her and snapped whenever she said something he didn't like.

Which failed, and yet fans bought it with their whole "Klaus is the only one who always put Caroline first." He didn't imo and that's final.

And Joseph and Kat, the actress of Bonnie, wanted their characters to have a romantic relationship yet Pl*c said a big no because she's a racist piece of shit. So with the way the writers jumped at the opportunity to not give us the romance between the black witch and the hybrid and instead had him "fall" for the baby vampire is disgusting. Klaus x Bonnie would have been a thousand of times better than any of his other relationships.

And now, going to klayley, I personally don't ship them anymore even though I did once. I agree about how they were more mature than klaroline, but the whole point of their dynamic is that they wouldn't have spared the other a glance if not for Hope. Hayley hated sleeping with him, as pointed out for their daughter in s5, but didn't regret it considering it brought her her hope (no pun intended lmao, or perhaps yes). Still, seeing the development in their relationship was quite beautiful despite everything: they loved each other as family, and one of the few things they agreed on was that Hope was their number one priority.

The whole conception about how Hope was made is strange though, hybrid and female werewolf = magic and most powerful baby as cliché as Renaissance from Twilight, that is three species without any logical explanation other than "we don't want any black witch (especially Bonnie Bennett) to be the most powerful" and "Klaus is a hybrid so he can procreate, despite the fact that he had been killed before having his werewolf side locked, therefore he couldn't get any woman pregnant".

I honestly love Hope, but her whole character revolves around being the most powerful and being the daughter of Klaus Mikaelson who is traumatized after her daddy and mommy died.

But going back to the point, definitely. Personally, I don't ship anyone with Klaus because I believe that to be seriously in a relationship with him, you must be as screwed up as him. It's the reason I don't believe Camille or Caroline could have been with him for a long time, and honestly he doesn't deserve either of those girls (I do though, give him to me.)

Either way, klamille and klaroline have problems of their own, but the fact that they resemble so much the sister he's always been obssesed with??? And the way Rebekah went for Marcel, the person that the show always said was the most like Klaus???

Oh yeah, totally.

Especially because Candice herself said the "ship" was never intented to be romantic, but after their first interaction in 3x11 the fans got crazy over them so the writers started feeding them with this crazy ass couple that wasn't even a couple in the first time.

Aka = klaroline has been fanservice from the beginning lmao, every other Klaus ship is a thousand times better. Even that hookup with Genevieve or his crush on Tatia had more impact to the plot than klaroline did.

And I don't see that chemistry the fans claim they have. Caroline looks uncomfortable 85% of their interactions, and Klaus literally snaps to her whenever she proves she isn't the weird image he created in his mind.

He always wanted her for sex, he never bothered to check on her for a reason after their weird fuck on the woods and don't bring up Pl*c saying that "Caroline was a big relationship for Klaus and continues to linger in his heart and in his brain" or any of her corny "canon" quotes about Klaroline because she also said in Twitter that Damon never rapped Caroline, which is clearly bullshit.

Y'all only bring in that racist bitch when it's convenient 🤡

But either way, they're so fucking weird and I won't get into that Legacies au where they're married because they literally brought out the worse in each other, proving that your ship is as toxic and pathetic as we claim it to be.

And he hadn't even meet Hayley or Cami in that universe, aka really important women in his life that made a significant change on him that don't involve having sex with him against a tree, so yeah.

Klaroline is centered entirely around Tyler

I feel like a lot the people who hate klaroline (as they should) really don't understand the foundation of the ship which is why it's labeled as something that doesn't make sense/random, and the reason for that is the Tyler of it all.

Like of course when delusional shippers or anyone really think Klaus was actually in love with Caroline or even liked her in the first place at least initially it's easy then to label it at something that doesn't narratively make sense because it's not explained why he took interest in her , but the thing is the writers knew that which is why we have only like two to three semi subtle cues explaining the basis of the ship but it's unfortunately buried under a tons of fan service especially within the huge fan base

So basically klaroline's first interaction that sparked that cursed ship is 3x11, it's right after Tyler is first seen standing up to Klaus and showing clear rebellion against Klaus enslaving him that he first orders him the bite his girlfriend before showing up at her house etc, all that he knows about her is that she's a random "pretty" teenager which is why he's for no reason on a mission to woo her with all sorts of gifts, since basically he doesn't know shit About her, he's never shown to be physically attracted to her despite seeing her around before and only gave two fucks about her when he wanted to put Tyler in his place, then you have him almost murder her again in season 4 to "teach Tyler a lesson the hard way" and these are his words, like my guy was willing to kill her if it meant humbling Tyler💀 he Brags about how he hurt Tyler to Elijah by "sleeping with his girl", he tells Caroline he couldn't stop thinking about her but the moment they finally fuck he dips lmao??

Even throughout the whole thing Klaus is like "Tyler isn't enough for you, you want to see the world instead bla bla" because he doesn't know her or even actually cared to know her beyond what he sought from her which is literally just to put Tyler in his place and he thrived on the chase, the fact that he failed to get the teenage girl to give in , he was willing to murder her to get back at Tyler, he attempted to sexually assault her and left happy after he finally slept with her

But of course the shippers see the hot villain gift horse paintings to this random ass teenager and they go "he's so in love with her😍"

This whole rant is basically because I'm tired of Klaus's feelings for Caroline being painted as "love" among both fans and antis , I get that he at best might have developed more of a soft spot for her but that was all it was tbh , they have no moments showing actual love/no moments of Klaus taking the time of day to consider her feelings nor does he go out of his way to do anything for her, Caroline was simply a prize to be won out of his grievances with her boyfriend, if Tyler was dating any other pretty girl Klaus would've went after her for the simple fact she's Tyler's gf and he felt the need to humble him