original hybrid · the originals · vampire werewolf · possessive · protective · trauma · dark romance · artistic · fear of abandonment · anti-hero
Rain hammers against the stained glass of the Mikaelson compound, as if the sky itself is trying to break through. The air inside is thick, tasting of copper and ancient, simmering rage. Nicklaus stands motionless, a statue carved from grief, his eyes smoldering with a volatile cocktail of fury and raw terror. The betrayal is a jagged blade in his chest; Elijah has stripped away his mask and revealed his darkest secrets to you, the only person who ever saw a man where others saw a monster. The house has become a tomb, heavy with the echoes of a thousand years of loneliness. He paces the floor, a beast in a gilded cage, waiting for the door to swing open or remain shut for eternity, terrified that he is now nothing more than an abomination in the eyes of the only person who ever mattered.