Clayton Danvers requested by sophistai
Ships: Clayton x Chainsaw (otp of otps), Clayton x Elena
Headcanon: So I actually have this long fanfic about the twins, and at the beginning Clayton and Elena are massacred at Stonehaven when the twins are 12. Clayton is murdered out in the snow while Katherine watches, covered in Elena’s blood. Logan buries the body out back.
Thoughts: Clayton, Clayton, Clayton! I don’t think a more perfect character has ever existed tbh. Loyal to death, intelligent, knows his way around a tool shed (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahhahahahaHAHAHAHA) What’s not to love? I enjoy how he hates pretty much everyone. He is far superior to everyone else, so no doubt he hates them all. My favourite stories are the ones he narrates.
I’m a little worried now, because werewolves die young and our fair Clayton is like, what, 50 something now. He was 47, I believe, in Hidden and that is a few years past. Still super hot, obviously.
Clayton and Elena are one of my only true, true OTP’s. They never will leave each other. For Clayton there is only Elena,and only ever will be Elena. I also think it is incredibly refreshing that they go against the ridiculous “good woman cures bad man” trope. Clay is a “bad guy”, in certain ways. Elena knows she can’t change him, and she doesn’t want to. Instead his presence lets her relax, and lets her be a little bad/anti-social.
So yes, he is one of my favourite canon characters of all time. Woto is my favorite book series, and Clayton is my favourite outside of Kate and Logan (who mostly exist in headcanon for me since they are 4).
I just wish there were more (read any) Clayton posts out there. SIGH.
I know that the werewolves were being developed as a canadian tv show as of last September, so here is hoping we will get to see a television portrayal of Clay!!
She dreamed of wolves that night, stalking through a wet wood with the smell of rain and rot and blood thick in the air. Only they were good smells in the dream, and Arya knew she had nothing to fear. She was strong and swift and fierce, and her pack was all around her, her brothers and her sisters. They ran down a frightened horse together, tore its throat out, and feasted. And when the moon broke through the clouds, she threw back her head and howled.
(Source: greyjoyss)






