#Hope Mikaelson AU

[incorrect-hizzies]

Lizzie: you're amazing, and you've got this *points at Hope's chest*

Hope:

Hope: my tits???

Lizzie:

Lizzie: i meant your heart, but now that i think about it you do have amazing tits

[nightingale2004]

Did anyone who watched the vampire diaries, the originals, House of the Dragon, and Game of Thrones ever stop to think?

THE MIKAELSONS AS THE TARGARYENS AU

Did anyone ever have that thought? No?

Their family crest literally has a serpent like dragon underneath the M.

And Plus Hayley could be A FREAKING STARK, SO HOPE COULD BE HALF TARGARYEN AND HALF STARK

This au has so much potential, TELL ME I'M WRONG.

Do you know what we need? We need the mikaelson family as Targaryen. We need their titles. We need their dragons and their dragon names. We need EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!

[elenasharemofmikaelsons]

Member Fic: Playing Doctor (Chapter 1)

A brand new chapter of a multi-chapter fic shared on behalf of Elena's Harem of Mikaelsons Discord author @anara-wilde

Title: Playing Doctor (Chapter 1) Author: AnaraWilde | @anara-wilde Posted: October 31, 2024 Chapters: 1/? | Words: 2,000/?

Summary: Elena Gilbert isn't a grieving, lovesick, vamp-bait teenager anymore. She's been sacrificed by the Original Hybrid, murdered by an Original Vampire, turned into an undead bloodsucker herself, and somehow managed to come out of all that far, far away from Mystic Falls human, with a ton of student debt, a medical license, and a boss who looks uncannily like Elijah Mikaelson's doppleganger.

That last part is the universe just fucking with her. Again.

[elejah-verse]

elejah_au

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Divination

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New Orleans, Garden District

"I know that you said that a return to the force is no option, but I really need your expertise. And this new case involves the Navarro family. Eva Navarro was found dead in the Bayou. There were wolf bites all over the body." Camille said.

"Can we please not discuss this in front of Meya." Elijah said as he picked up his daughter from the armchair.

"I apologize." Camille said. "But if you'd consider coming back as special cinsultant or just researcher - I'd so appreciate it."

"I'll think about. But I cannot promise anything."

Camille walked to them and giving the girl a sweet rub on the arm she asked if Bonnie was any closer in getting Elena back from the other plane.

"So far not. We know now that Papa Oba has locked her in the other plane or the Void as they call it with his blood and his own woven spell. And he is nowhere to be found." Elijah explained.

"I wish we found another way to get the killer of Estelle and the other witches." Camille said.

"There was no other way. Elena was right. Though it cost us dearly." Elijah took the bottle and now started feeding Meya.

Camille exhaled, "Yeah- it would have been another cold case and the killer would have walked free."

Meanwhile in the bedroom upstairs, Bonnie talked to Elena, even though she knew that she, her spirit was not there. But she felt that through her own woven spell connected with her grandmother in the Ancestral plane, she could somehow reach Elena. "I am going to talk to Grams again. We are trying to find a "key" to get you back. Meya needs her mom. Though Elijah is doing such a great job. And you probably wouldn't believe that he is the dad - but magic has its mad loopholes - this was not really a loophole. They always say that Midsummer night's magic is very special. Nature has its ways we sometimes cannot understand. But that night Elijah was human even thought it was only for the night. Grams told me that it can happen. Reverse magic."

[alltid-og-for-evig]

I really am obsessed with this au I've created in my head like....

[thecrackshipdiaries]

Kat Graham, Joseph Morgan and Summer Fontana

[heatherstyles]

HOMECOMING

klaroline - footballer x cheerleader au

Caroline Forbes stood on the sidelines, her heart pounding with anticipation as the final moments of the championship game ticked away. The Timberwolves, had fought tooth and nail for this victory, and now, with the scoreboard in their favour, victory was within their grasp.

“History has been made tonight as the Timberwolves claims victory in one of the most unforgettable games of the season!" The announcer's voice boomed across the stadium, setting off a wave of cheers and celebrations.

Caroline couldn't contain her excitement as she embraced her squad, and chanted their cheers for the last time tonight. Tears of joy filled her eyes as she scanned the football field, searching for one person in particular.

And there he was, her boyfriend, Klaus Mikaelson, the captain of the Timberwolves' football team, running towards her with a victorious grin on his face. Caroline's heart skipped a beat as she watched him approach, feeling all the butterflies in her stomach. 

"Klaus!" she exclaimed as he reached her, unable to contain her joy. Without hesitation, he lifted her up in his arms, spinning her around in a whirlwind of happiness. Caroline's laughter bubbled up as she clung to him, feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins.

As Klaus set her back down, their eyes met, and Caroline felt a jolt of electricity pass between them. She wrapped her arms around him, savouring the warmth of his embrace.

"You were amazing out there! I'm so proud of you," Caroline said, her voice soft and endearing as she leaned in to kiss his cheek.

"Thank you for being here tonight, love," Klaus let out, his voice breathless after the game.

Caroline pulled away from him slightly, but laced her arms around his neck. "Seriously? I would NEVER miss your games, you should know that by now. Also, I gotta be on watch out for all of your groupies back there," she teased, nodding towards the crowd of adoring fans.

Klaus flashed her his trademark dimpled smirk, his eyes sparkling with affection. “Well unfortunate for them, I’m spoken for, ” he said, leaning down to press his lips to hers in a passionate yet tender kiss, sealing his victory once again with her by his side.

klaroline moodboards (nat's version)

[klonnieshippersclub]

You asked for an AU, here’s one co-written by @mythorhuman and @cancerian-woman.

Eight-year old Hope is filled with great sorrow upon learning that her mentor Ms. Bennett has quit her job at the Salvatore Boarding School for the Young & Gifted to open a dance school in Paris. What is a distressed child to do? Run away to France, of course.

Bonnie turned away from the drivers at the airport and headed to a dark corner. She felt the shadow follow her and used her magic to reveal the small child once they were away from prying eyes.

"You're in big trouble, little girl," scolded Bonnie with her hands on her hips. The tiny redhead widened her eyes at being caught. Hope believed she could tag along without being noticed.

"How did you know I was there?" questioned the Mikaelson daughter. "I used a cloaking spell."

Bonnie took note of Hope's nervous fidgeting and sent her a small smile. "I would know my favorite student anywhere."

Hope grinned, and her fears immediately lifted. Ms. Bennett didn't hate her for running away. She knew her heart would break at being rejected. "You're my favorite teacher, and I couldn't stay at the school without you!"

"Hope, you need to be in school to learn."

Hope rebutted, "I had my best grades in your class, and you always helped me study for the others."

"The school is probably in a panic trying to find you," argued Bonnie. A missing student would cause unprecedented chaos. A Mikaelson child going missing would be a nightmare to deal with.

"We both know they haven't noticed my absence yet. It's a weekend."

"Hope, you didn't have to follow me all the way to Paris. We could have always kept in touch."

Hope stared down at her shoes shyly. "Ms. Bennett, the school would be so lonely without you, and I want to join your dance academy."

"I'm not your teacher anymore, so you can call me Bonnie."

Hope beamed up at Bonnie, knowing that she'd rather call her mom. "You can still be my dance teacher, Bonnie."

Anticipating the upcoming stress of dealing with the Originals, Bonnie gave her former student a stern look. "Your parents wanted you at the Salvatore Boarding School. I'm going to call the old number I have for your father, and hopefully he answers."

Beautiful content. Thank you both @mythorhuman and @cancerian-woman This is so precious.

-Rikki

[darth-nikeon]

The Originals AU/headcanon where Klaus was present in Hopes life during the s3-4 jump and they were in New Orleans and Cami is alive.

Air Jail

Between the ages of two and four, Hope would every now and then engage in various shenanigans, sometimes small things like hiding things or bigger things like using magic to accidentally knock out the power of half the city. Klaus (after watching some videos on tiktok - which he knows about because Josh told Marcel about it and he mentioned it to Klaus) learns about air Jail (which is something people use on pets or small children when they've been naughty). So when Hope does something bad, he would say "That's one minute in air jail" and he would hold her in the air for one minute before putting her down.

Eventually, Hope realises that if she kicks really hard, her dad will loosen his grip (or completely let go) and give her the chance to escape air jail, so when Hope does something really bad (She hid his paint brushes - it was Kol's idea) Klaus says she'll be in air jail for two minutes, Hope goes up and starts freaking out because she's never been sentenced to two minutes in air jail before, so she kicks him really hard and goes for the door (which she manages to get to because she kicked Klaus so hard in the ribs that it hurts for almost 10 mins).

Hope (who is around 4) finds her way to Cami's flat/apartment (don't ask me how she got there, she just did). Cami opens the door and panics because there's a sobbing four year old at her door so she brings Hope inside and she explains what happened and how her dad is really mad at her (because he gave her two minutes instead of one), Cami thinks this is hilarious and is trying and failing to stifle her laugh (Hope notices and tells her that this is serious and she should stop laughing).

Eventually Hope falls asleep on the couch and Cami calls Klaus (whose been freaking out because his four year old is missing and Hayley won't let him hear the end of it if she ever found out). Klaus zooms over and puts a sleeping Hope in the car, thanks Cami and takes Hope home.

Hope wakes up and Klaus tucks her into bed and she keeps apologising and asking him not to be mad at her (she also reveals it was Kol's idea - Klaus will deal with him later). He promises he's not mad and tells her goodnight 😊

[evilpenguinrika]

Summary

Mysteries are always enshrined in shadows, often never seeing the light no matter how much you try to shine into it. Oftentimes, the mysteries tend to take prisoners with them, whether physically or mentally–or even both. Josie and her Circle are tasked to investigate the disappearance of another Circle after they cut off all forms of contact with Candela. She figures this will be like all the other assignments she's been on, steadfast and quick–unfortunately, she is wrong.

once again, thank you to those who voted in my poll, I have some fabulous ideas cooking up for this au and I am v excited c:

[incorrect-hizzies]

NH Hope: We have fun, don't we Lizzie?

Lizzie:

Lizzie: I've never been more stressed out in my entire life

[nightingale2004]

The originals next gen: Jackson x Hayley version

Cassidy Mary Marshall Kenner

Faceclaim: Adelaide Kane

Cassidy is the firstborn daughter of Hayley Lebonair-Marshall and Jackson Kenner and the half-sister of Hope Mikaelson

Prefers to be called Cassy

She has her father's looks, but her mother's attitude

She was born a year after Hope

She is a born werewolf and future alpha of the crescent moon pack

Cassy has the crescent moon birthmark on her wrist

Her wolf form has pitch black fur

She is one of the best fighters in pack

Always feels awkward with the Mikaelson family due to feeling like the only thing they have in common is Hope

Klaus and Elijah have a lot of respect for Casy and her brother

After her dad died, she felt like she had to take on the responsibility of an alpha quickly despite Hayley's protests

Klaus brings members of his birth father's pack to the crescent moon pack

The Mikaelsons love Cassidy and will constantly remind her all the time that she is also Mikaelson just like them

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Aiden Oliver Marshall Kenner

Faceclaim: Jack Champion

Aiden is the second child of Hayley and Jackson

His wolf form has brown fur

Aiden is Cassy's adviser and Beta in the pack

Aiden loves his family despite it being complicated and has a lot of love for Hope

He is very afraid of Klaus and his siblings most of the time

Will protect his pack and sister with his life

After their parents died, Aiden and Cassidy were looked after by the Mikaelsons

Klaus continued to train them about being leaders to the crescent moon pack (with Elijah's help, of course)

Both Aiden and Cassy try to keep the peace on the werewolf side of New Orleans

He's not the greatest fighter, but he is very strategic and intelligent.... and is also the only person who can calm his sister

Is very sarcastic

Despite not being related to the Mikaelsons, he will protect and defend them

Both him and his sister go to the Salvatore boarding school and help out the cursed werewolves and born werewolves

[elenasharemofmikaelsons]

Member Fic: Playing Doctor (Chapter 2)

A brand new chapter of a multi-chapter fic shared on behalf of Elena's Harem of Mikaelsons Discord author @anara-wilde

Title: Playing Doctor (Chapter 2) Author: AnaraWilde | @anara-wilde Posted: November 7, 2024 Chapters: 2/? | Words: 2,071/4,069

Summary: Elena Gilbert isn't a grieving, lovesick, vamp-bait teenager anymore. She's been sacrificed by the Original Hybrid, murdered by an Original Vampire, turned into an undead bloodsucker herself, and somehow managed to come out of all that far, far away from Mystic Falls human, with a ton of student debt, a medical license, and a boss who looks uncannily like Elijah Mikaelson's doppleganger.

That last part is the universe just fucking with her. Again.

[crimsonlyinglilly]

Day 15: salt in wounds / phobia / revenge

Still days behind but here’s day 15 for @augustofwhump. Would help if i stuck to my plan outlines but youtube fed me Saving Hope clip and this was born.

Also thanks to @theotherworld97 for listening to me ramble about this.

Spoiler for season 3 finale Saving Hope.

Saving Elijah - as a working title, after having his memory wiped instead of going to France, Elijah ends up becoming a surgeon in Toronto.

That was going great until something forced him to remember everything, leaving him missing his years without the weight of centuries crushing him.

—--

He had been happy, he had been good, a dick but good; saving people, helping, making things better.

He was human.

He had almost had a family, there was a little boy he should have gotten to raise, a woman he loved.

It was everything he wanted.

Dying had been quick, sudden, boom! and he was gone, far quicker than father’s blade in his heart or that damn thorn.

Waking up is worse.

His body regrowing because few things could kill him, but there was no escaping the damage that had been done.

He couldn’t scream or move, no air in his lungs or working vocal cords and his muscles were shredded.

Shrapnel was a bitch.

So he was awake as he slowly remembered why he wasn’t dead.

What he was.

Who he was.

Remembering is salt in the wounds.

And giving his complete body is a wound, raw and charred, that was saying something.

Because Joel Goran had died years ago, a stupid accident ending a life that should have brought hope to people, a bar fight ending in a knife to the heart.

Like his first time.

He didn’t appreciate the irony.

And Amalia, the brilliant loyal friend she was, who had been keeping something from him, a witch because magic and the supernatural were a thing apparently.

It had to be through luck that she just happened to find a vampire who looked like him, her lost friend and decided to use them, to give her friend another chance.

Why not? A Dr was better than a bloodsucker, helping people instead feeding and killing them, an improvement.

She hadn’t expected her victim to volunteer.

But what else was the amnesiac vampire going to do, after months of not knowing who he was, struggling with hunger and an ache in his chest he didn’t understand. If he couldn’t remember who he was, he’d take being someone else, someone better, who clearly had someone to miss him.

Elijah remembered now.

Everything.

He wasn’t truly Joel Goran, just given all his memories and skills, or maybe he was, for her to be able to interfere with him, an Original Vampire tainted by a piece of the Hollow. She was an exceptional witch, who's to say she hadn't brought her dead friend's soul back and placed it in the basically empty body, because that's what he had been. 

No memories, no desires, just a name that had meant nothing.

Now he was both Joel and Elijah and Elijah Mikaelson.

He would prefer the nothing back now than Elijah Mikealson. Nothing instead of the craving to check on his sibling knowing he couldn’t, instead of the hatred in Marcel’s eyes and the fear in Hayley’s.

He wanted just to be Joel again, with Alex’s love, his friendships in the hospital and a future.

All Elijah had was the loneliness and the crushing weight of his past.

Joel who felt worry for every life placed in his hands, who was haunted by the death that happened to him.

Elijah who felt nothing, nothing but self loathing and guilt, who killed as easily as breathing.

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He’s not sure how long he had been trapped silent in his body as he healed-regrew but it was poor timing that it was after he heard the door open that he felt his muscles start to twitch.

He had enough thought to pray the person would leave before it spread, they hadn’t.

He couldn’t have stopped the noise but he managed to stifle it to a choking wheeze instead of the full scream.

He’s not sure how long he had been trapped silent in his body as he healed-regrew but it was poor timing that it was after he heard the door open that he felt his muscles start to twitch.

He had enough thought to pray the person would leave before it spread, they hadn’t

He couldn’t have stopped the noise but he managed to stifle it to a choking wheeze instead of the full scream.

There was a muffled swear as the person jumped and realised where the sound had come from, he focused on the sound of them coming closer to try to ignore the feeling of his muscles twitching as they woke up.

The cover- body bag because of course he was in a body bag, he pitted whoever was the one to gather him up, was unzipped and he found blue eyes staring down at him in shock.

What the hell! He should be with Alex and the baby. He thought in anger before he reminded himself that out of everyone Charlie Harris was perhaps the best person to find him.

Joel-Elijah used his twitching muscles to sit up getting a glimpse of his still healing skin, he shivered despite himself and hand caught his shoulders gently before he slumped back.

He had been blow up before- no Elijah had blow himself up to get at Finn, he had managed before, walking to find Cami and Hope, in the cold night ignoring the stinging pain of the too sensitive-all new skin.

He could manage now.

“How??” Charlie asked, looking shocked but not as shocked as most people would be, but then there had been something off about him since he woke from the coma some of the rumours had said.

He looked up at the older man- no he was a thousand years old, unable to even think of how to explain, wincing as he felt the skin of his cheeks heal, nerves suddenly awake to the cold of the room.

Charlie’s hands tightened on his shoulder digging into regrowing nerves that he couldn’t stop the groan of pain, causing Charlie to let go and Joel-Elijah fell from the table to hit the floor, body bag following to present what little dignity he had.

He wheezed a muffled whine as everything in his body struggled to adjust, various areas of his body fighting for the attention. He had been human for years, this level of pain and awareness wasn’t natural and the centuries as a vampire were reacting too slow.

He didn’t want to become used to it again, he wanted to remain human. 

“Shit! Joel?” Charlie swore, crouching down in front of him.

“Give me a minute.” he managed to gasp, before Charlie could touch him again, sounding much like the corpse he still pretty much was.

He stayed there for a moment ignoring the others’ eyes on him as he thought.

He was hungry, he needed blood considering how much he had healed.

He needed to know how he had been human.

How he hadn't needed blood for the last few years, how he had managed to walk under the sun without a daylight ring.

He had his one in a box back at his place, the only thing he had kept from the nothing Amalia had met and remade-

He needed Amalia, she could fix this, return him to just Joel, wipe away his rather more public death this time, he’d again start elsewhere.

Safer for Alex and the baby to be away from him. It would have to be Charlie’s anyway since he couldn’t have- 

He was human, somehow, no hunger for blood, no weakness to sunlight, slow healing, scarring. It could be, he could have had a child after a thousand years, thankfully Dahlia was gone but that would mean they would be in danger, if his blood was ever discovered.

He really needed Amalia.

“Phone.” he demanded, not sounding as gruesome, but the effect was likely ruined as he was still laying on the floor.

“Are you going to explain how this is happening?” Charlie asked, still sounding far too calm.

“After I make a phone call, ” he said, “and blood.” he added. For a brief moment he thought about explaining and compelling it away afterwards but if the child was his then Charlie would need to know everything to protect them better.

“Blood?” Charlie cocked an eyebrow at him, annoyingly unflappable, Joel wanted to be annoyed but the sight was helpfully calming, Charlie, like Alex, Maggie and Zach was Joel’s not anything to do with Elijah.

‘You're a thousand year old vampire, you shouldn’t need a human to calm you down.’ half his mind snapped at him

‘I don’t want to be.’ he snapped back

“Bag of it and my phone- from my locker.” he explained, ignoring how pitable he likely looked, staring up at Charlie from his position laying on the fall. 

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By the time Charlie returned most of his skin had healed leaving him feeling raw and over sensitive, but he had managed to sit himself up leaving him curled on the floor with the body bag wrapped around him as he set the remains of the bomb that had been embedded in him to the side.

He returned with the asked for blood and phone as well as a set of blue scrubs.

Elijah-Joel had never been more happy at the sight of them, nine thousand dollar suits could burn for all he cared.

He had lived without the need for that armour, he preferred his jeans, shirts and scrubs.

[printcharms]

[thecrackshipdiaries]

Danielle Rose Russell and Hailee Steinfeld