Bloody hell, Niklaus Mikaelson. RUUUDDEE. No one touches my bat!

{Raises a brow, looking down at their hands with a slight grin.}Yours, @FragileRavager. Did I mention I like it when you get possessive?

{Rolls his eyes fondly.} We've talked about this, @FragileRavager. If you put me on a leash, I will get cranky.

{Loves on Fusion and his writer forever because they're both AMAZING.} x.com/satanicfusion/…

I'll be by your side whether I'm cranky or not, @FragileRavager. {Gives a content sigh.} Darling, I know I'm yours, you'll figure it out.

That's because you can, I'm always here for that stuff. Always. <3 x.com/satanicfusion/…

That's a promise. x.com/satanicfusion/…

What will it take to make you sure, @FragileRavager? {Leans in, stroking the witch's cheek and staring into his eyes, his own challenging.}

DMs for those special people because my writer is an arse with responsibilities. What even is that? #Offline.

One of these days I am gonna train you to ask nicely to be blessed with my presence, Niklaus Mikaelson.

You're writer is so welcome, Niklaus Mikaelson. And so are you.

She's lovely, Niklaus Mikaelson. If I hear one more word about Baby Gilbert or how my brothers are better than me, I'll flick her in the nose.

It's not harming, Niklaus Mikaelson. I would never harm her. It's an affectionate flick.

{Kol grins wildly at Elijah Mikaelson, extremely surprised at such a gesture.} The noble Elijah giving his word, eh? Oh, you must either be --

--insane or committed to understanding your brother. I'm not sure which yet. {Kol gestured towards the door, eyeing Elijah Mikaelson.} Now --

-- I've decided to call this a revenge mission, if you will. There are people in there that I need to punish accordingly, Elijah Mikaelson.

I'm growing fond of your writer, Niklaus Mikaelson. I'll admit that.

{Rolls his eyes fondly at Niklaus Mikaelson.} Something tells me you'll be the first to know.

-- I plan to complete it all tomorrow though, so the writer may need some rest to prepare. DMs til I crash, #Offline.