#Sugar Daddy!Elijah Mikaelson

[klaus-littlestwolf]

Hello love reading your mikaelson fics especially the yandere ones

If u want how bout Yandere sugar daddies klaus and Elijah sharing sugar baby reader wants to become exclusive(to be lovers) but reader is not sure if she wants too. She’s scared to take the next level. Pls smut if u can

She had become their Sugar Baby when they overheard her conversation with Elena, Bonnie and Caroline about her current Sugar Daddy being a piece of shit who just wants to fuck her and drop her, no more taking care of her.

Klaus and Elijah had never had that kind of relationship before so it was definitely different, but of course they could afford to give her everything.

Y/n had stayed at the bar after her friends left and Elijah approached her, buying her another drink and asking her to join them. She was cautious but they could see she was also intrigued.

Elijah had been obsessed with her since he first came to Mystic Falls, and while he had had several relationships over his lifetime, none of them had made him feel like Y/n did. He had watched over her the whole time he was in town, until of course his brother daggered him. Klaus had become interested in her upon returning to the town with Stefan to fix his Hybrid problem. He’d sent her a drink before having to leave again and promising to make her his upon his return to the town. They had started talking the night before when everyone had been in un-daggered and upon realizing they were obsessed with the same girl, they decided to have her together, they had done it once as humans with Tatia, why not now when they were far more well off and able to give her everything she wants?

They bought her a few drinks and just talked, asking what it was she needed from a Sugar Daddy, explaining what they wanted from her and it all seemed rather perfect. They invited her to be their date to their families Ball the next night and promised her the perfect outfit, and the brothers were thrilled when she agreed.

She had allowed them to drive her home and while she didn’t invite them in, at least they know where she lives now and they Hate that it’s an apartment on the edge of the town. Klaus went home and found the perfect dress for her to wear to the Ball and Elijah picked out some jewelry for her to wear with it. There’s no way their girl wouldn’t be the most perfect Princess at the Ball.

That was how it all started. They paid her bills for her and she spent nearly all day every day with them unless they had a supernatural problem to deal with. Elijah loved taking her shopping, she would go with him to help him decide what suits looked the best on him, he loves having her opinion and hearing her tell him how handsome he looks. Klaus enjoyed spoiling her in other ways, whisking her away for an overnight trip to Paris on a jet (Klaus for the food and Elijah for the shopping), A quick stop in Italy when he insisted she needed to know what ‘real’ pasta was like, and even a stop over in New Orleans for the ‘Worlds Best Beignets’. Y/n both loved and hated the fact that Klaus enjoyed feeding her, he watched her eat like it was the most fascinating, beautiful thing in the world and he was definitely turned on by it.

It was a month into the relationship that Y/n began noticing them behaving a little more…personal? They became far more touchy with her, which was nice but she began to realize it felt different. The way they looked at her was as if staring into her soul, and while most Sugar Daddies enjoy people looking at their babies, wanting to show them off to the world as if to say “Look at what I have, you could never afford her”, Klaus and Elijah were jealous, possessive even.

Once Klaus had nearly beaten a man on the street into a coma for looking at her too long she knew she needed to say something.

‘We need to talk.’ She spoke as they sat down in Y/n’s room in their home that they had gifted her, now full of all of her many, many, many clothes. Both men looked shocked but waited patiently for what she needed to say. ‘This isn’t normal, and I’m not sure what to do with that. I’ve been a sugar baby since I was 16, I love it, I enjoy being taken care of and shown off like I’m special.’

‘You are special.’ Klaus responded, taking her hand and kissing her palm, pressing her soft hand to his face but for the first time she pulled away from his touch and he instantly didn’t like that.

‘But it feels like you don’t want to show me off, you don’t want other men looking at me like every other man ever! What guy doesn’t want others to look at their girl? That’s always been half the point for the men I spend time with, you almost killed that man the other day Klaus! And you! You growled at a man checking me out at the register 2 days ago! What is wrong with you guys?!’ They could see she was frustrated and they wanted to make her feel better.

‘We love you Princess. We love you so much and we want you to be ours.’ Elijah admitted and her eyes widened in shock.

‘What? No, no, no…that’s not what this is guys, this isn’t a real relationship, why would…why would you want a girl to treat you like a living bank account? I don’t-‘

‘You love us just as much as we love you and you know it, you just try to hide it, we refuse to do so.’ The suited man responded and she didn’t seem to know what to say.

‘Admit it, you don’t treat us like every other guy you were with, you care for us, and we like buying our girl nice things if you haven’t noticed, love. We enjoy spoiling you and showering you in clothes and nice food, everything you want, however we do not enjoy other men thinking they have the right to stare at what is ours. You are gorgeous, Bunny, every inch of you…and every inch of you is ours.’ Klaus growled from deep in his chest and Y/n hated how much she loved the sound.

‘I’ve never had a real relationship and I don’t want one! Men know what they’re getting into with me, there’s no hidden agenda or misunderstandings. There’s no pain when you cheat or leave and I don’t want that! I can’t-I’m sorry. I can’t.’ She stood up, walking to the door and grabbing her bag when suddenly the door was slammed shut, Klaus cutting her exit off.

‘Where are you going? You live here now my love.’ She took a step back, she had never been afraid of Klaus and unlike everyone else in the world she knew he would never hurt her, but she also didn’t know what lengths he would go to to keep her.

‘My apartment, I need to think, I want to be alone right now.’

‘Apartment? We had you moved out of there weeks ago Princess, you’re ours now.’ Her eyes widened and she took several steps back before hitting the wall and sliding down to the floor. ‘We know you love us, and we understand that you’re afraid of being hurt but that’s not an option with us Y/n, we will never leave you, you’ll never lose us, we’ll never die. We’re immortal-‘

‘But I’m Not!’ She shouted and the brothers looked at each other for a moment before Klaus kneeled down beside her, kissing her palm once again and holding it to his face.

‘We can fix that problem right now.’ Y/n sucked in a breath, looking from Klaus back to Elijah in shock but he just tilted his head as if waiting for an answer.

‘Have you been planning this?’

‘We’ve been hoping for you to agree to be ours since before we had drinks…we love you Princess and we don’t plan on letting you go. We know you love us too…please just let us have you?’ As Elijah spoke, Klaus kissed his way up her arm and tilted her head to bare her throat, kissing and sucking his way up to her jaw before down to her chest.

‘Why me? After 1000 years, why me? How do I know you won’t get bored and leave?’ She hated how vulnerable and weak she sounded but they already knew how lonely and scared she was, keeping herself unavailable to keep from getting hurt.

‘We both fell in love with you a long time ago Princess, you’ve been mine since the day I came to Mystic Falls.’

‘And mine since I sent you that first drink.’ Klaus mumbled against her chest where he continued sucking love bites onto her perfect flesh.

‘You’re already ours Y/n…all that’s left is for you to admit it.’ Elijah tucked her hair behind her ear before leaning closer, kissing along her jawline and she knew she was done for. No women can have 2 Mikaelson’s sucking on their neck and chest and then reject them, physically impossible!

Her fingers tucked into both of their hair and held onto them desperately. ‘Please?’ That was all she said, but it was all she needed to say before Klaus’ hands grabbed ahold of her thighs and lifted her up effortlessly, dropping her onto the bed the next second and tearing her dress right down the front. ‘Hey! Not the dress!’

‘Bunny, I’ll buy you 100 more dresses tomorrow if that’s what you want but anything that obstructs my view of your perfect body deserves to be torn to shreds.’ Her bra was torn off next and Klaus finally got his lips around her breasts like he had clearly wanted, or so she thought. Elijah’s lips claimed hers roughly as Klaus kissed and nipped his way down her stomach and hips, pulling down her panties and revealing her pussy to him. ‘My God, you are a dripping mess, aren’t you? Did we do this?’ The hybrid questioned just as she was unbuttoning Elijah’s shirt and shoving it off of his shoulders.

‘Answer him Princess.’ Elijah teased, biting her lip between his teeth harshly and making her whine.

‘Obviously you did! Now fix it!’ Her voice demanded and pulled Elijah by the tie that was still around his neck despite his upper body being naked before she suddenly cried out. Elijah pulled back, looking down to see Klaus with his fangs buried into her thigh, tasting her as her thighs sat on his shoulders and his fingers rubbed at her clit slowly and teasingly.

‘How is she?’ He asked his younger brother who just groaned in response, but it was all he needed. Despite their girl having known they were vampires, they had yet to taste her, wanting to save it for just this occasion. Elijah leaned back down to his Princess, baring her neck for him and licking her throat teasingly before biting into her lovely flesh, her blood filling his mouth with what was possibly the best taste he had ever experienced. His hand cupped her breast, squeezing roughly and listening to her heart beat speed up as her hips ground against Klaus’ hand, her overwhelmed senses unable to take the stimulation before she came, crying out as they both pulled back, cleaning her blood from their bite marks.

‘T-too much…’ she whined, nuzzling into Elijah’s neck and holding onto him tightly.

‘Too much? Too Much?’ Klaus asked, teasingly as he crawled back up her body, kissing over her shoulders. ‘Well if that’s too much, you’re about to be in trouble Bunny.’ Suddenly her body was completely turned around, Klaus now pressing his lips to hers as Elijah sat her up and held her back to his chest. Elijah used her slick from her previous orgasm to spread over his cock as Klaus lined his cock up with her pussy and thrust his hips up, bottoming out immediately making her cry out, arms wrapping around his neck tightly as she trembled.

‘Gentle Niklaus, our Princess is giving herself to us, the least we can do is handle her with care.’ He half teased and half scolded.

‘My Bunny is loving every second of my cock in her tight little cunt, aren’t you Bunny?’ Y/n whined before nodding her head into his neck where she held him tightly.

‘Please move?’ She begged but Klaus just shook his head.

‘Not yet love, we need to give Elijah a chance to join in.’ Her eyes flew open as she seemed to suddenly understand what he means and she began pulling back, making Klaus hold her to his chest tightly.

‘Come now Princess, we know you’ve done this before-‘

‘With One Guy! Not This! I don’t-‘ Klaus cut her off with his lips against hers roughly , thrusting up into her and silencing her complaints.

‘If you can tell me you don’t want this, and be convincing, then we will stop right now.’ Elijah promised and she just whined, knowing she had dreamed of exactly this position one too many times, he often enjoyed watching her dreams and they were almost always wet dreams about the both of them.

‘Hurry up brother, I will not wait forever.’ Klaus growled, pulling her as close as he could and pressing his lips to hers again which she tried to focus on as she was so over stimulated already upon feeling Elijah’s cock pressing against her hole. He pushed his hips forward and stretched her out slowly, pausing as she whined before continuing, pressing his lips to the back of her neck to comfort her.

‘Just let me in Princess, you know you want to.’ He teased, rolling his hips as he felt her try and relax her body again, shoving the last 2 inches into her tight hole and hearing her squeal. ‘Are you alright?’ She nodded into Klaus’ chest just before the Hybrid thrust his hips up, causing her to move on Elijah’s cock as well which made her cry out quite loudly.

‘There’s our girl, scream for us Bunny!’ She cried out again into his neck and they both loved her loud reactions. Elijah was pushing into her hard now, already fucking her ass harder than the only other guy that ever did it.

‘Fuck Elijah!’

‘That’s right Princess, squeezing my cock so Goddamn tight! I knew you would love this, your ass is so perfect, how could she not love my cock?’ Elijah was practically needy to know that he makes her feel better than that idiot that fucked her before.

‘Fuck! Please-Ah!’

‘That’s a good girl. Cum for us Bunny, I know you want to. Want us to fill your tight little holes more than they ever have been before. Cum!’ Klaus growled into her throat and just as their girl wailed, they buried their fangs into her flesh once again, the both of them cumming hard into her sore holes. Something about knowing that their girl was more fucked out and full than she had ever been before was almost enough to make them cum again.

As her breathing and heart rate began to slow they both pulled back, Elijah biting into Klaus’ neck roughly to start the blood flow before pressing Y/n’s lips against the bloody bite mark. ‘That’s a good girl, drink for us Princess, drink nice and deep.’

‘Fuck Bunny! Already such sharp teeth!’ Klaus grunted, feeling her bite her dull teeth against the open wound to keep it from closing quickly. ‘Such a good girl.’ He moaned, loving the feeling of her biting into him, desperate for more of his blood.

‘We love you Princess, and when you wake up you’ll be all ours…for the rest of eternity.’ Elijah spoke, Y/n finally pulling away and allowing them to see her, Klaus’ blood dripping down her chin.

‘Going to make such a gorgeous vampire, aren’t you precious?’ She nodded, holding onto Klaus and pressing her lips to his just as Elijah took her neck in his hands and twisted as gently as he could.

They quickly cleaned her and themselves up, Klaus dressing her while Elijah went and fetched a few blood bags, laying beside their girl as they waited for her to wake up into their eternity together.

Elijah Mikaelson Masterlist

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

[fandoms--fluff]

Hellooooooo sorry to bother you but I have to request one of Hayley Marshall we’re she is pregnant with a second child with Klaus and Hope is so happy to be a big sister and don’t leave her mother said

A Second Miracle

Baby sister reader x Hope Mikaelson (plus Hayley + Klaus)

Warnings: nothing, just pure fluff

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Hayley and Klaus are sat on the couch, Hope on her dad's lap. "Momma's having a baby?" Hope has a smile on her face. Her parents had just told her how she's going to be a big sister.

"Mhm, in four months" Hayley grinned, showing Hope the baby bump that she's been hiding from her and all her aunts and uncles.

Ever since her parents gave her the news of the pregnancy, Hope's been with Hayley.

Hope's cuddling against Hayley's side, her head resting against her chest. "Is it a girl?" She asks, wide curious eyes looking up at the hybrid.

"We don't know yet, but we will soon" Hayley smiles, placing a kiss on the six year old's forehead.

"You better be a girl" Hope bends her head down to Hayley's bump and whispers.

Hayley smiles, shaking her head, being able to hear what she was saying. She wraps an arm around her daughter, cuddling her.

Hope holds her Daddy's hand as they walk out of the bakery. They walked to the bakery that's 5 minutes away from the abboiter, getting a box of beignets.

When they get back home, they walk into the library where Hayley is seated on the dark leather couch. Her right hand resting on her large 9 month bump as her other hand is holding her book up.

Hope immediately let's go of Klaus' hand and runs over to her mommy. She climbs onto the couch and gives Hayley a cuddle. Hayley puts her book down, hugging the six year old back.

"Hey baby girl, what have you two been up to?" She smiles, having noticed that there weren't interruptions from her book by either the excited daughter or overbearing and protective father.

"We thought you might want something sweet. Considering the grumbling you were giving the pantry" Klaus smirks at the he receives from Hayley for the last statement.

He walks over, opening the box to Hayley. She grabs one of the beignets for herself and passes one to Hope. "Thank you. And I'm going to pretend you didn't already have loads of sugar with your father" Hayley sends a pointed look to the two other people in the room.

Hope giggles as she bites into hers, meanwhile Klaus has a faux offended look on his face.

Hayley smirks before biting into her own beignet, moaning at how good actual sugar tastes. Ever since Elijah went shopping for food, all she's seen have had the word healthy on the label or something around those lines.

Hope smiles, used to her mommy and daddy bickering. She leans against the baby bump. She can't wait till she has someone else to endure these times with and to play with. Uncle Kol, Auntie Freya, and her can teach her little sister how to make flowers bloom, and how much fun it is to be a witch.

She doesn't care if everyone keeps telling her there's a chance it can be a boy. She knows it's going to be a girl, she's going to have a little sister!

Hayley sits on her and Klaus' bed, you in her arms.

In good news, there wasn't any horrible birth where she died, and was in immense pain. It went a lot smoother this time around. Even if getting pregnant wasn't planned...again.

Hope crawls onto the bed, a bright smile on her face. She knew she was going to be getting a baby sister.

"Y/n" she whispered, kissing your forehead gently.

"Mhm, that's right. You're officially a big sister, baby girl" Hayley kisses Hope's forehead. She snuggles into her Momma's side, finger curling around your tiny hand. She watches as your small hand wraps around it. Her smiles grows bigger than before.

[amournoir]

Happy valentines sweet Aurora ♡♡

I want to request a chains and whips with Elijah ♡♡ (of course) & add some sugar daddy spice if you don't mind.

Ruined

pairing(s): elijah mikaelson x f!reader

count: 5.5k

warning(s): smut {boob/nipple play, spanking, anal gaping, toys, vulgar words?}

author’s note: ahhh lovie! thank you so much for the request, i truly hope you enjoy it. i love you so much 🤍

It was the day Y/N dreaded the most. The one day of the year that everyone collectively somehow agreed to show their love to their partners. It was the day money would be wasted on the same old roses, same tooth rotting chocolates, and same oversized teddy bears. If you haven’t guessed it yet, it was Valentine’s Day. 

Y/N groaned as she rolled around in her bed, trying to figure out what she’ll do. Being outside was absolutely not an option, the last she wanted was a front row view of the disgusting displays of affection. No she wanted something simple yet exciting, not public but also would be okay with some privacy. She smirked as her head concocted a beautifully sinful idea. She rolled over to the head of her bed and reached over her nightstand, grabbing her phone all the while. She quickly unlocked it and sent a text all in less than a minute. She waited what felt like ages but was probably a minute or two before her phone beeped. She grinned at her plan that was working so far. 

Half an hour later, she was getting dressed in front of her mirror. She put on the skimpiest, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination, white lingerie set. Her deep plunging skintight dark maroon dress choked her curves in all the right places. She topped it off with the classic black stilettos that had red bottoms. After appreciating her figure, she grabbed her phone and shoved it in one bra then her keys and shoved it in the other one. 

It took her almost twenty minutes to get there but she convinced herself that it’d be okay. It’s better to be fashionably late than early or godforbid on time. Y/N got out of her taxi cab and walked down the brightly lit streets of the French Quarter. Music, cheers, and laughter could be heard before you saw what was happening. As she knew it, couples were standing around being lovey and gross. She made a face as she quickly walked down the street towards the most notorious family home. A bouncer stopped her at the front, she merely pulled out her phone from her bra and pressed the recently dialed number. The man over the phone spoke a simple ‘she’s fine’ and the bouncer let her in. 

Y/N hung up and walked in through the metal gates, the music was getting louder and louder at every step she took. Soon she stood in the courtyard, surrounded by exotic dancers in valentine’s attire. She looked around and noticed how obvious the theme was and instantly knew a certain blonde girl was behind this whole party. A waiter passed her by and she reached for the glass of champagne before he left, downing it instantly and grabbed another glass. 

“Easy love, you’ve only just arrived.” There was that charming accent she somewhat loathed. 

Y/N smiles politely then downed the other glass like a shot, not-so-politely. “Stalking me already?” 

He smirks at her slight defiance, “Perhaps. Or maybe the party’s just got here.” He offers his elbow. 

She smiles at him and hurriedly places her two empty glasses on the other waiter’s trays before he walks away. She turns to face him then looks down at his arm. She shrugs and loops her arm through his, he begins dragging her around the compound. They chit chat briefly on useless topics, occasionally Y/N scans the room but this doesn’t go unnoticed by him. 

“Already bored of me love?” He feigns offense, placing his hand over his chest. 

Y/N quickly looks at him, caught red handed by him due to her lack of interest. “No. Just wondering where the rest of your family is. It’s your party isn’t it?” 

“Actually it’s Rebekah’s, something she’s been sure to let everyone know.” He leans against the metal railing as he looks down into the crowd. “Kol is somewhere here with Davina and I suppose my brother is in his office brooding as usual.” 

“He doesn’t brood.” Y/N quickly retorts without thinking. 

“Oh?” He smiles, his interest now piqued. “Tell me then. What does he do?” 

“I don’t know, I just don’t think he broods.” Y/N lies. 

The man stares at her for what seems like a long while, trying to decipher the thoughts ping ponging around her head. “So once again…” Klaus leans much closer to her, his breath fanning against her ear. “…what, pray tell, does my dear older brother do?” 

Y/N opens her mouth to respond but all that comes out are stutters so she quickly closes it. She tries to move aside but his figure is larger than hers and easily blocks her exits. She’s left with nothing to do but lean on the stone wall behind her, placing her palms flat against it hoping its coolness might relax her now racing heart. Her mind is speeding through different directions, trying to figure out how to leave him without angering him or dragging attention to herself. 

Klaus watches as she tries to find ways to escape, he can hear the quickening pace of her heart. He smirks and opts to startle her by slamming his hand on the wall, right next to her face. She jumps alert, her hand flying to her chest. He chuckles at her reaction, gaze lingering on her plunging neckline. He uses his free hand to slide up her belly towards her breasts, stopping just short of the actual cleavage area. His eyes flick upwards to hers and he catches her watching him, with a cheeky smile, he drags his hand further up until it stops on the base of her neck. 

“Such a pretty neck.” He says so very casually. His fingers wrap around it and Y/N lets out a sudden groan. “Is this perhaps what he does?” 

Y/N doesn’t know if she should even answer that. She remains quiet and hopes he’ll grow bored of her nonparticipation eventually. Before she can utter a word, a voice is heard from her left hand side. “Leave her.” 

Klaus smirks and tightens his grip around Y/N’s neck. “Brother. We were just talking about you.” 

“I won't say it again Niklaus.” 

The hybrid reluctantly releases Y/N, raising his arms up, and takes a step back. He continues to step away, still that smug smile on his face, until he’s further away from her and gone. Y/N lets out a heavy breath she wasn’t aware she had been holding onto. 

“Are you alright?” 

She feels around her throat, massaging the slightly reddened skin. She nods as she looks at him. “Thank you.” 

“You shouldn’t thank me. I would’ve let him continue just so I could hear your answer but something tells me you’d sooner blackout.” 

You turn and face him, an incredulous look on your face, “You— really?” 

He merely shrugs. “Consider me curious my dear.” He walks, no stalks, slowly toward her and abruptly stops in front of a pair of closed french doors. Wordlessly, he ushers her in and waits until she’s inside to shut the frosted glass doors behind them.  

Y/N stands in the middle of the guest bedroom, taking in the view. It’s a normal room with a bed, a nightstand, a plush seat and dresser but it doesn’t look like it at all. There are old paintings on the wall, the decor such as the rug and curtains are from a different time period. It’s like sleeping in a room bathed in history but existing in the present. 

This was why she enjoyed being around the family. The things they’ve seen and heard are far more valuable to her than anything in existence. It’s actually how she and the older Mikaelson met. A year ago she had been gifted museum tickets for her birthday and there was no chance she’d pass it up. She was quick to book a date at the location and when the day came, she was ready. You’d think she was a tourist with the armful of pamphlets and a camera hanging around her neck. She wasn’t even aware of the existence of supernatural beings until that day. Y/N and him found each other in the halls of the Louvre; she was admiring longingly for a time that wasn’t hers and he was reminiscing a time he missed. 

Y/N was utterly lost in her imagination that she didn’t hear a lick of what he said. He had to physically touch her to pull her out of the spell the tapestries had her in. She apologized, embarrassed by her lack of awareness, and he smiled at her ability to shut out the world, something he was quite good at. Their conversation was long, she had questions and he somehow seemed to have all the answers. Something about her interest and thirst for history fueled him, so much so that he straight up told her how he knew what he knew. Her reaction was peculiar. She wasn’t afraid, she wasn’t impressed…she simply just didn’t know how to feel. 

Over the days she spent in France, he showed her all the memorable places especially where the history was rich. She walked through halls that once withheld so much power of kings and queens, lands that once belonged to the people who would ignite the revolutionary wars. Her body was giddy with excitement as her imagination ran wild listening to his stories. He loved how she appreciated and adored history, this would perhaps explain why he kept her very close to him. In over a thousand years, it was a rare occurrence that he met someone like her. When her trip was done, she left with a journal full of French history and her mind full of the supernatural. 

They met monthly, speaking of quite literally anything until one night there was far less talking than they were each used to. She was out celebrating a friend’s engagement, had far too much to drink and no clue how to get herself home safely. Without a thought, she dialed his number and minutes later he pulled up in a matte black car and his signature suit. Her friends truly thought he was hers and she would’ve quickly corrected them but her drunken state mixed with slight desire had her possessively holding onto his arms. Somehow that wasn’t enough for one of the women, she dared try to have a flirty banter with him, something Y/N wasn’t going to allow. Once again, with no thought behind those eyes of hers, she turned in his arms and kissed him. That small decision changed their relationship completely. 

“I’ve lost you again.” His voice pulls her from her memories. 

“Hm– what? No.” 

He raises his full thick brow at her, “Alright then answer me.” 

Mute…that’s what she became. She didn’t hear a damn thing he said, she didn’t even know he was talking. Her brain tried to remember the last thing he said before they entered the room but nothing came to her. She sighs and looks at him, “Okay fine, guilty. What was the question?” 

He crosses the room from the french doors to her spot next to the painting above the fireplace. Gently, he tucks her hair behind her ear and admires her. He pulls her face close to his until they are mere inches apart, lips almost brushing against each other’s. Y/N was practically salivating, her not-so-subtle gulp drew his eyes to her throat. “What do I do…” He begins, then continues and clarifies, “…to you?”

“This.” She quickly replies, hoping he’d give her what she came for. 

“What exactly is ‘this’?” He asks but knows exactly what she meant. He just wants to hear the words from her lips. 

Y/N’s gaze holds his, forcing herself not to look away or falter even for a moment. “Heard, seen, cared for, and so on.” 

He smiles sweetly and takes a step back from her, giving her a moment to breathe and relax herself. Once his senses pick up on the resting beat of her heart, he uses his vampiric abilities to grab her and take her to his room. In a blur, she is on his bed and tossed on her back, the silk sheets beneath her felt familiar and soft. Her eyes widened but not in surprise or shock, not at all, in absolute joy. She tries to pull herself up into a seated position but he’s quick to push her back down. 

“Now where did we leave off?” 

“I answered you already.” 

“My dear you and I both know that’s not the complete truth. Shall I ask again?” He questions, reaching over into the drawers of the nightstand for something. He hides it behind him, enjoying how her eyes flicker around in anticipation. 

“I don’t…I don’t know what you want me to say.” She lies seamlessly, shaking her head all the while. She had been in his room several times but never once had she looked for an escape like now. Even if she did manage to somehow get out of the room, she’d barely make it one step down the hall before he hauled her right back inside. 

“Hmm.” He hums, still holding that little smile. “I suppose I’ll just have to drag it out of you.” 

“Elijah wait—” She begins but her words are quickly cut off. In yet another blur, her hands are bound in handcuffs above her head to the headboard posts, same with her legs. Her skintight dress stretches and naturally rolls up, settling on her hips. 

The man reaches back to her zipper and expertly slides it down. His hands slowly tug and pull the dress off of her, leaving her in her skimpy white lace lingerie. Elijah sucks in a sharp breath, his pupils slowly dilating. She looks utterly sinful right now. Her arms and legs are spread apart in four different directions, leaving her completely helpless and exposed to him. He takes off his tie, undoes his cufflinks, unbuttons his wrist cuffs, and undresses himself torturously slowly. 

Y/N could do nothing but watch him tease her with his impromptu trip show. He removes every bit of clothing except his underwear that was hugging his firm ass. “Take it off.” Y/N demands, already hot and bothered just from his stripping. 

He smirks and ignores her as he gets onto his bed, settling down between her spread legs. The bag he had retrieved from the drawer had lots of goodies, all of which he knows she’ll appreciate. He removes them one by one, showing it off. First up is a pair of nipple clamps. He reaches up to her covered mounds and pinches each one, earning himself a moan from Y/N’s lips. He doesn’t remove the bra but instead opts to pull the breasts from their confines and they spill out into his hands. Slow gentle massages is all she can feel, his cool palms on her hot flesh makes for a delicious combination. Right as she’s comfortable, he pinches one nipple and pulls at it, snapping the metal clamp on it then repeats to the other one. Once done, both clamps are firmly placed on her hardened buds, there’s a metal chain attached to each clamp. 

Elijah admires her new piece of jewelry and playfully tugs on the chain, eliciting a groan from Y/N. Proud of himself but still not satisfied, he continues on. The second item is a small red oval shaped thing. She’s confused but before she can ask, he presses a button on it and it buzzes to life. Oh no. She knew he had once mentioned this but only because he caught her masturbating, she didn’t think he’d ever purchase it though. There’s not much he wants to do with it but he thinks that it will prepare her for him so he turns it to a medium setting, slightly lifts her panties aside and inserts it into her already wet cunt. 

There are still several more items in the black bag but he only grabs two more then tosses the plastic bag on the dresser. Her eyes damn near pop out of their socket as they stare at the long incredibly girthy dildos in his hands. Earlier that night, she had no plans but didn’t want to be alone so she may or may not have texted him asking to be thoroughly satisfied and who was he not to indulge her. This is how she found herself at her current state completely at his mercy. 

“One last time Y/N.” He begins, a hint of warning in his voice. “What do I do to you?” 

Stubborn as a mule, she refuses to answer but all this does is solidify his reasoning to punish her. He nods his head, he knew she wouldn’t answer him but he had to make it clear that he had given her several chances. Elijah’s fingers trace over the band of her panties, Y/N’s body jumps at the contact. She had been quietly mewling, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of giving in. He rips it in half then in half again, scattering the tiny cloth now in pieces over the side of his bed. 

Her bare pussy was now fully exposed to him. It has a light pink color to it and swollen, shaven but not fully, it had a stubble. He watched how her muscles would contract to try and pull the little red toy inside its depths yet fail each time. At the same time, her ass clenched as well, he could see the puckered hole tightly shut. He wasn’t having that. His fingers played with her clit, pulling a moan from her lips and making her muscles relax for a split second but that’s all he needed. The instant her asshole opened, he teased the tip of the clear dildo at the entrance. 

“Open or I will make you.” This was a command, not a request. 

“Eli please, not that.” She says, her heaving chest and heavy breath clear. “It’s big— just put it in my pussy instead.” 

He chuckles in a low yet devious manner. He moves his left hand from her clit and to her ass cheeks, soothingly rubbing the plump flesh. His other hand places the toy down and joins in. Soon Y/N’s lips are releasing sounds of sighs and just like that, she feels a loud thwack on her rear side. She had closed her eyes for a moment to enjoy what she thought was him being sweet but he had somehow managed to unlock her bound legs and lift them upwards. He pushes them to her chest, almost folding her in half. 

Her ass was now easily accessible to him. Another thwack was heard, this time leaving an impression of his hand on her rear. One hand is holding her legs firmly in place while the other begins to slap her asshole and pussy. An ungodly sound emits from her lips but all it does is spur him on. He slaps both holes once again, she clenches then relaxes. This little game carries on for a while until she’s a writhing, moaning mess for him. During it, he had turned up the vibration speed of the toy inside her and to his surprise, her body squirted at him. She apologized but he grinned, eyes filled with lust. 

Now here she was: thighs covered in her previous squirts, pussy swollen and red, and his lower abdomen with traces of her little release. Her begging and pleading only made him want to ruin her some more and oh the plans he had for her. Elijah has been paying close attention to her hole which was now relaxed, he takes the opportunity to insert the clear toy. It’s a tight fit but he was determined to take her one way or another, if he wasn’t in control of himself, he’d just shove inside her and deal with the consequences later. But thankfully that wasn’t the case. 

Y/N moans as the toy continues its nonstop vibrating assault inside her. In a moment of brief relaxation, she feels the dildo enter her uncharted territory. Her eyes fly open as she lifts her head up and looks down between her thighs. Elijah locks eyes with her as he smirks, pushing the toy all the way inside, and sighing proudly. Y/N is speechless. She’s never had anything in there until today and something tells her this won’t be a one-time thing. Slowly and steadily, he thrusts the clear toy inside her tight crevice and out, continuing this pace for a while. 

Once he is sure she’s ready, he practically rips his own underwear off and lines himself up. The toy has a feature that Y/N is unaware of and Elijah is more than happy to show off. He presses a button and almost immediately, it comes alive and thrusts itself in and out of her. Fully pleased with himself, he smiles gleefully and replaces the little red toy inside her pussy with his own cock. 

“Fuck!” Y/N exclaims, unaccustomed to being double penetrated. 

Elijah doesn’t give her a moment to breathe, his thumb presses on her clit as he thrusts in and out of the familiar wetness. His right hand is holding one of her legs around his waist, offering him a slightly different angle. All that can be heard in the room is the vibrating toy in her ass, the squelching sounds of him fucking her, and their combined moans. In all of the centuries he had been alive, he’d never once done this and it was arousing as fuck to him. The thin flesh separating her two holes made it incredibly easy for him to feel the vibrations as well. 

Her eyes roll back to her head, lips are parted, face is scrunched, and her rather large tits bounce at each impact of his thrusts. She writhes around the silky mattress, whining and moaning about. He can feel her getting closer to her release and he wants nothing more than for her to come undone. 

He leans forward, dropping her leg from his waist, further burying himself inside her. “Let go for me sweetheart.” It’s a simple sweet sentence but it has her calling out his name as her squishy pink walls squeeze his cock tightly, groaning out her release. “Good girl,” He whispers softly in her ear, kissing it. He stays still within her, letting her come down from her high and basking in her pleasure brought on by him. 

After a sweet moment of sweet nothings being whispered between them, he pulls himself up and abruptly exits her core. His precum mixes with hers and he watches it leak out slowly. He lowers his head, settling between her thighs and begins to lick up her juices, humming against her cunt. He slurps and drinks it all, his tongue enters and sucks as much as he can reach. Y/N tugs on the cuffs on the posts, finding it infuriating that she can’t push him closer or away for that matter. Elijah chuckles at the sight, he loves seeing her bound and weak and needy for him. He dives back down and swirls his tongue around her clit, nipping at it very gently but that’s all it takes to make her come undone once again. He eagerly tilts his head down to her pussy, allowing her cum to slide into his mouth and down his throat. 

“You taste absolutely divine.” He moans, sucking in his teeth. He positions himself again and grabs his member in his hand, tapping it on her overly sensitive hole. “Round two my dear?” 

“Eli I can’t— please. It’s too much.” She pleads, her breath trembling in anticipation. 

“Is it?” He muses teasingly. “Tell me what I want to know.” 

“And I can go? We’ll be done?” She asks. 

He flicks at her swollen clit and her hips jerks upwards, a gasp escaping her lips. He does it again then again and before he can do it one more time, she blurts out. “You make me wet.” 

He smiles, “Continue.” 

“Every time I see you, I can’t stop thinking of you fucking me. It doesn’t matter where we are or who is there. Your pet names for me…make me soaking wet. When I see couples— I…I imagine it to be us, doing all the things they do, especially the sex. When we’re alone in a room, I have to fight the urge to pounce on you.” Y/N confesses, a glimmer of softness and desire evident in her eyes. “That’s what you do to me. You make me hungry for you and…” She pushes her hips towards his, holding his gaze. “…I want you to ruin me. Please Eli— have me however you desire.” 

Elijah leans towards her face and gently kisses her, it’s slow and loving. They make out passionately for a moment, his hands tracing her curves. They stop and look into one another’s eyes, saying nothing yet everything at the same time. He kisses her again, mumbling softly against her lips, “I’ve been waiting 8 months for that. Fucking your sweet little pussy continuously for days and weeks on end.” His tongue licks her jawline, tracing to her ear. “You’ve always been mine but I’m more than willing to break you and mold you into my perfect toy.” 

If someone could cum just from words, Y/N would turn his bed into a pool. He kisses his way down from the shell of her ear to her neck then the valley of her boobs, tugging the nipple clamps, down to her sweaty belly and her warm nether regions. He fixes their positions: he’s on his knees in front of her ready holes and she’s laying on her backside, arms bound in cuffs, and her legs are lifted up and over her chest, her knees practically touching her shoulders. 

Elijah hocks some saliva from his throat, letting the slobber drip out from his mouth and directly into her asshole that is open thanks to his right hand fingers. Y/N stares at the erotic scene before her and accidentally queefs. He chuckles at the bodily reaction but she groans in embarrassment. He spits into her open hole one again, ensuring she’s well prepped. 

“Wait, there again?” She asks, watching him looming over her. 

“It’s such a pretty hole Y/N, why would I ever pass the opportunity to defile it?” 

“But you did Eli— the dildo?” She says but she knows damn well a fake dick versus his are absolutely not the same. 

“Darling if anything is going to ruin that tight virgin asshole of yours, it’ll be my fucking cock.” Elijah says, grunting as he manages to push himself halfway through. With another grunt, he fully bottoms out and sighs. 

He remains inside her ungodly tight anal cavity, his cock feels as though it’s being choked. He tries to pull out but nothing, even with all that saliva and him fucking her with that toy, she’s not any looser. It takes a little while for him to pull himself in and out of her cavern without ripping her a new one. He dislikes this slow pace but he knows he must loosen her up first so he keeps at it until soon she’s moaning and her muscles relax. 

In no time at all, he buries himself in her to the hilt, and pulls out then does it again and again. Y/N had never seen the pleasure in having anal sex but now she craved nothing else. The constant pounding that was occurring inside her walls was making her deliriously happy. Her lips are parted, gasping and moaning, if you squint you could hear the panting as well. Her head is tossed back, a show of her surrender to his onslaught work. Elijah had long forfeited the idea of gentleness, his heightened senses were turning him primal. He grabs both of her legs, his fingers digging into her thighs, as he rides her asshole at an inhumane speed. Her pleas and cries were falling on deaf ears, he only sought after his own release. 

She cums and moans loudly, her body convulsing underneath him. Still he doesn’t stop and truthfully she doesn’t want him to. She is beyond overstimulated but something in her mind snaps and makes her want more. She is hungry for him, to become whatever he wishes. His movements has the bed rocking and creaking, he has never been so aggressive but fuck if it wasn’t hot. One hand reaches for the chain and tugs on it, pulling at her clamped nipples. Y/N squeals in surprise, she thought those were simply for his visual pleasure. He tugs again and again, enjoying the yelps falling off her lips. 

Elijah’s eyes were pitch black, fully consumed by his desire for her. His hands are back on her thighs and his body is pressing down on hers. The closer he moves to her, the deeper his thrusts into her ass are. He maneuvers around so that his left hand hikes her thigh over his waist while his right hand holds onto her neck. He squeezes it, watching her eyes flutter shut. His breath is fanning her ear as he whispers words of encouragement with some good old filth. 

“Your asshole is wrapped tight around my cock princess, so needy aren’t you?” 

She merely nods, unable to utter any words or even think. 

He bites her earlobe, groaning into it as he continues to pound into her. “I’m close Y/N. I’ll fucking paint those walls cream.” 

“Fuck yesss. Do ittt,” She drawls, utterly spent yet still willing to take more. 

He immediately tightens his grip on her neck, “Manners.” 

“Sorry daddy. Please please cum in my ass, fill it up please.” Y/N begs, her words strained. 

“Daddy?” He says, tasting the unfamiliar word on his tongue. He grins widely and rails her with renewed vigor. “I can work with that.” 

Y/N’s hands grab onto her binds tightly, afraid that it’ll break any moment due to Elijah’s unrelenting powerful thrusts. He lets out a deep guttural moan and stills inside her, his cock twitching before exploding inside the furthest depths of her uncharted hole —well until now— and covers every inch in his warm cream colored cum. She squeals at the foreign sensation, she can feel him inside and even his release which warms her. 

He kisses her ears, her cheek, her chin, and lastly her lips, swallowing her moans. His left hand unwraps her leg from his waist and slips in between them, finds her clit and uses his vampiric speed to rub it quickly. Y/N’s soft cries are muffled by his mouth, she tightens her legs around him and he takes the simple signal. His fingers continue their work until she’s coming on his hand once again. He manages to make her squirt once more, her moans fall uncontrollably from her lips. 

He pulls out of her hole, groaning all the while, and collapses on top of her. She tries to regain her breathing, her chest rising and falling quickly. Elijah reaches over the nightstand to retrieve the key, unlocking her cuffs. Y/N sighs in relief, massaging her wrists gently. He takes her hands and peppers soft kisses on the red marks. With a lot of effort, she grunts and rolls herself over, laying on his shoulder. She wraps her arms around him loosely, lacking the strength to hold on. He simply smiles and drapes her leg over his waist, pulling her close to him. 

“How do you feel?” He asks, genuinely wanting to know if she is alright. 

“A bit sore…” She answers then groans as she tries to tangle her legs with his. “…okay make that very sore.” 

He places a soft kiss on her shoulder then cheek then her forehead. His hand runs down from her neck to the base of her spine in a soothing manner. “Did I hurt you?” 

She shakes her head, touched by how loving and sweet he is during aftercare. “Not at all. It was just new.” 

He smiles and looks down at her, she looks so peaceful and also thoroughly fucked. “I’m glad. We’ll continue in ten minutes, I want to fuck your ass again from behind so I can watch it jiggle.” 

Y/N groans at his lewdness, “Such a dirty mouth.” 

He chuckles, his hand massaging her ass cheek gently. “Only for you.” 

“How about thirty minutes? I need a tiny nap.” She asks, eyes closed as she’s slowly lulled to sleep by her fatigued body and his cool one. 

Elijah whispers an ‘okay’ in her ears just before she’s fully asleep. He holds her tightly close to him, caressing her body softly as he too takes the moment to relax. The party outside in the compound is still going. He can vividly hear the music and occasionally picks up on the conversations. The moonlight is shining brightly into his room, illuminating everything. He takes one last look at Y/N’s now sleeping figure and smiles, kissing her head softly before fully relaxing into the pillows behind him. He shuts his eyes, ready to be swept away by the tidal waves of dreams pertaining to him and her.

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[thatspookyagent]

Me @ this entire fic:

elijah trying to impress you

warning(s): alcohol mention

at first, he’d be so head over heels for you that he would always want to impress you

i mean like, at the beginning of the relationship he’d want to show you the finer things in life and all of that

he’d probably get a little carried away with all of the fancy restaurants and soirées so much so that he’d probably fail to notice that you’d be a little uncomfortable

it’s not that you wouldn’t like all of the fancy things, it’d be very nice, but you’d enjoy it a little less often instead of every other day. it would just take you some time to get used to it

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[rere-the-writer]

Title: His party girl

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Mix!Partygirl!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Smut 18+, Protective!Elijah, Jealous!Hayley, Reader just being herself, Hayley and Freya trying to break up Elijah and Reader

A/N: Wanted to do a thank you fic to everyone that reads my stuff and the new followers 😀

Hayley couldn't help but judge Elijah for his new girlfriend, you a mix race woman that was quite the party girl of 22 and in Hayley's eyes too young for Elijah as you were still in Uni. You came from a wealthy family, a daddy's girl used to getting what you want so Hayley was confused why Elijah would see in Hayley's eyes a bratty spoiled little girl. You were indeed beautiful with soft caramel tan skin long smooth light brown hair and hazel eyes with curves which made Hayley think you should be dating a frat boy or some guy much closer to your age.

"It just looks like Elijah has a sugar baby." Hayley complained to Camille and Freya after you invited them out with you and Rebekah. Elijah as usual just gave you his card letting spend as much as you wanted. Freya looked over at you seeing you dancing with Rebekah, Freya was also in the same boat as Hayley believing Elijah shouldn't be dating a 22 year old Uni student.

Freya thought you hadn't grown out of your teenage party days. The only reason Freya came along was because she saw the little black spaghetti strap dress you wore with a pair of Elijah's favorite heels. Your hair done perfectly as you looked like a bad bitch and Freya wanted to make sure you didn't cheat knowing want kind of attention you would attract.

"I agree but Elijah says he loves her." Freya says rolling her eyes looking at you seeing you throwing back shots with Sophie and Rebekah cheering you on while Hayley glared at you. Camille on the other hand understood why Elijah would go for a woman like you.

You were different from other woman that Elijah dated as Camille noted Elijah tended to lean towards woman that were innocent and needed some kind of help. While you were loud, out going and a little bitchy and sure you were spoiled but it was because of Elijah who did most of the spoiling according to your father even if he was no help in that department.

"Not surprising that Elijah would go for in your words 'Daddy's little Princess.' Men his age always go for the younger woman as they want something new. I get it, it is hard to compete with a 22 year old woman that has a tight little body and has the energy to go all night."

"What does that mean Cammi? Like Elijah is having a mid-life crisis?" Hayley questioned making Camille burst out laughing as she couldn't see Elijah going though that being a vampire and all

"No no, I mean Elijah wants different. Think about it as long as he has been alive he has been with one type of woman." Camille said sipping on her drink as Freya and Hayley looked back at you watching you walk over to the table sniffling. Camille smiled sweetly when you cling to her as Rebekah sat in a chair giggling as it was clear to the other three women that you two were very drunk.

"What's wrong?"

"She misses Elijah so I told her to call him." Rebekah answered her sister slurring her words as Freya held the vampire make sure she didn't fall off her chair and Hayley sigh rolling her eyes grabbing your purse to call Elijah for you.

"Why do you have two daddy's on your phone?" Hayley asked believing you were cheating as she went though your contacts. Freya looked over Hayley's shoulder to see what she was talking about and frown. You whined reaching for your phone but Hayley kept it out of your reach wanting answers.

"Daddy is daddy....Papi is Eli. Gimme let me....call papi if you gonna judge." You whined reaching for your phone still until Camille grabbed it for you as Freya and Hayley sat there shocked. Camille smirked helped you as both Freya and Hayley was still trying to warp their heads around what they heard.

"I hope you girls are having fun." Elijah's voice reached the group and you stumbled to your feet rushing to Elijah as he met you half way while Klaus went pass him to pick up Rebekah. Hayley and Freya watched Elijah lift you easily as you nuzzle his neck ready to go home and Elijah went get your purse.

"Are you aware she calls you papi in her phone?" Camille teased easily shocking the other two when Elijah let out a laugh as you relaxed against him nearly falling asleep.

"Fully aware. I hope her calling me didn't ruin any fun."

"No but now I have something to tease you with." Camille says as Elijah smirked looking at Camille while Freya and Hayley watched surprised that one Elijah was joking around and two he wasn't in his usual suit.

"Of course dear Camille."

Elijah took you upstairs once your little group was back at the Abattoir and Elijah was aware that Hayley was following him. Elijah sat you on the bed smiling when you fell back as he moved taking off your heels. Elijah listen to you babbling that made no sense but he understood a few words of you saying how much you loved him.

"So you are really serious about this girl?"

"Of course Hayley. Y/N has become my world." Elijah answered Hayley as he grabbed one of his shirts returning to the bed. Hayley rolled her eyes hearing you whine to Elijah that you weren't in the mood only for Elijah to chuckle and cooed at you that he was readying you for bed.

"I think she was a mistake. Elijah, you should be with someone older and safe, not a young bratty girl that clearly acts like a child."

"Hayley, my love life is just fine and Y/N is not little girl as much as you like to think she is. I think you are bitter that I moved on and no longer hold affection for you like I used to." Elijah tells Hayley making the hybrid frown before storming off as Elijah sighed and turned his attention on you.

Next morning you were still dressed in Elijah's shirt rocking to your favorite music as you were making breakfast before having to go to your classes. Hayley watched you with a frown as you squealed hearing Beyonce come on and you began to sing along.

"My daddy Alabama, mama Louisiana....you mix that negro with that creole make a Texas Bama. I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros...."

"No hangover?" Elijah's voice scaring you and Hayley while you screamed and began cursing in French as Elijah chuckled moving behind you. You felt Elijah's hands on your hips ad he pressed kisses on your neck.

"Sorry baby, I didn't mean to scare you." Elijah apologized as you whined pushing his face away with your face flushed with embarrassment. Elijah nuzzled your neck as he pulled you back against him and you looked up at him flushing seeing Elijah licked his bottom lip.

"Do you know how delicious you look right now?" Elijah purred reaching to cup your face his thumb moving over your bottom lip. You kept eye contact with the vampire as you took his thumb into your mouth. Elijah's eyes darken as a rumble of a growl settled in his chest as you kept eye contact and sucked on his thumb. Hayley rolled her eyes annoyed with the tension between you and Elijah.

"Other people eat in here." Hayley said making Elijah pull away from you as you giggled turning back around and pressed your ass against Elijah's front. You were being a brat and made Elijah growl lowly as Hayley was surprised to see Elijah spank you making you squeak when Elijah leaned down to your ear.

"Behave or I will have you over my knee." Elijah whispered in your ear making your heart race as you felt a dull ache between your thighs. Elijah pulled away sitting at the table grabbing the morning paper as Hayley blinked unable to believe what she saw. Elijah had always been soft and romantic when he was with Hayley so for the hybrid seeing Elijah be openly dirty and dominant was something Hayley didn't like.

"Plans today baby?"

"I've got two classes today then I have to head downtown to see what daddy wants." You tell Elijah sitting down with your food as Hayley got her tea thinking you should have dated Kol or Klaus as they were more your speed. Hayley frowned watching Elijah hand you his credit card while you blinked taking it confused but this wasn't the first time Elijah would give you his card.

"Buy yourself something nice baby. You have been working hard lately."

"Thank you papi." You tease kissing Elijah's cheek as you stood up and Elijah reached up pinching your thigh making you squeal seeing the dark look in his eyes which you gave him a quick kiss before leaving.

"Trust her enough with your card?"

"Of course I do Hayley."

Hayley knew what kind of girl you were as the younger vampire under Marcel called you an Instagram model and were jealous of Elijah. And in their words 'get such a little hotty' and Hayley narrowed seeing you dress in very short shorts and white tee-shirt with red heels as you talked on the phone with your friend on your way out the door.

"Elijah is bringing Y/N to the art gala Rebekah is throwing tonight. So I have a guy that could be prefect for Y/N." Freya says as Hayley perked up while Keelin and Camille sighed shaking their heads. Jason was a charming witch that knew Freya for awhile and dressed to impressed.

"So Elijah is dating a spoiled brat and wish that he would leave her?" Keelin asked sipping her drink as she hadn't met you yet but from what Camille told her as you sounded like a really fun girl that brought Elijah out of his shell.

"Yes and there she is." Freya said pointing to you out to Keelin and the wolf was taken back as you were gorgeous dressed in a red backless dress with a slit up the side with strap black heels. Elijah walked next to you whispering in your ear and you both got Jason's attention mostly you

"Hey Elijah."

"Hayley, I am surprised you came. Here I thought these things weren't your thing." Elijah said watching you with darken eyes licking his lip noticing how you were teasing him. Then Elijah noticed Jason step up to you with a charming smile on his face.

"Well I figured that Y/N would be too busy flirting with other men that you could use the company."

"If you are suggesting that Y/N will cheat on me, you are wrong." Elijah said watching you get uncomfortable quickly with Jason's advances while to Hayley and Freya it looked like you were flirting back.

You took a step back from Jason as the witch placed a hand on your hip pulling you back to him. Something about the witch made you uncomfortable as Jason pointed out how good you look or how he took take her somewhere to party.

"Everything alright here?" Elijah said lowly slapping Jason's hand off you then frowned how quickly you rushed to Elijah's side. Elijah picked up on your heart beat and felt you tremble as more and more signs pointed to how scared you were.

"Just fine Elijah. Me and this pretty little thing was just about to go have some fun." Jason says as Elijah glared when you gripped his suit jacket. Hayley and Freya were watching with the others as Klaus and Rebekah was worried there will be spilled blood.

"It seems like she doesn't want to leave with you."

"She is just shy. Trust me, girls like her just need a few drinks to loosen up. I mean I wouldn't think you'll understand being a classy guy and all." Jason says eyes raking over your body and now you just wanted to go home and shower feeling dirty.

"Elijah, I wanna go home." You whispered trying to hide behind Elijah from Jason's wondering eyes. Elijah frowned as you rarely call him by his name as you always used pet names.

"I can take you sweetheart." Jason says as something about his tone sent warning bells off in your head and apparently made Elijah get protective as he let out a warning growl.

"I'll take my lover home. So I suggest you take a step back." Elijah said lowly eyes dark as Jason raised his hands backing away watching Elijah leave with you. Elijah apologized to Rebekah but she understood as she rather have you safe and comfortable than forcing you and Elijah to stay.

"Baby?" Elijah asked softly as once you both were back home and in his bedroom you kicked off your heels and tearing off your dress heading for the shower. Elijah undressed joining gently taking the wash rag from your hands to wash you gently since you were scrubbing yourself raw.

"Shhh baby. You are safe and I am here." Elijah whispered in your ear as you turn in his arms wrapping your arms around his neck.

"I know....I just..."

"I understand baby. Here let me take care of you." Elijah whispered as you nodded feeling him wash you gently. You out of the shower and under Elijah pulling him down kissing him.

"Touch me Sir." You whispered flushing as Elijah growled attacking your neck with bites. You moaned as Elijah moved to your chest leaving hickies on your breast moving lower. Elijah growled catching the scent of your arousal pulling a squeal from you when Elijah bit your thigh.

"Hold tight baby cause I am going to be making you scream tonight." Elijah said lowly as you looked down at him swallowing seeing the dark look in Elijah's eyes. You flushed as your heart raced getting more turned on.

Hayley came home to the sound of your screaming coming from Elijah's bedroom making Hayley realize why the other siblings warned Freya and Hayley to not head home. Hayley growled lowly heading for her room before pausing by Elijah's cracked bedroom door seeing you face down on Elijah's bed as Elijah was behind you standing.

"Going to cum again for me, baby?" Elijah asked his tone mocking you groaning when your walls squeezed him. You gripped the sheets tightly letting out raspy cry as you were throughly wreaked.

"Aw, my poor baby can barely talk." Elijah said smirking darkly reaching down rubbing your clit watching you arch crying out as you came hard. It was your fourth orgasm and Elijah stopped moving watching you placing kisses on your back hearing you whine. Elijah growled gripping your hips tightly stopping you from pressing back against him when you realize he hadn't cum yet.

"Stop moving." Elijah tells you lowly but you whined moving your hips then cried out Elijah snapped his hips against you. Elijah growled reaching down with his hand around your throat pulling you up pressing your back against his chest.

"Look at you, whining like a little whore. Being so needy for me." Elijah mocked feeling your walls flutter around him as you gripped his forearm moaning. Hayley couldn't believe what she was hearing as this wasn't the Elijah she knew and loved.

"Fuck, baby." Elijah groaned against you neck as you both came and fell onto the bed. You panted whimpering when Elijah pulled out to clean you up, Elijah pressed kisses along your neck before lifting you up.

"You alright baby?" Elijah asked as you layed your head on his shoulder feeling weak while Elijah washed your back.

"Hmm...tired...Eli." You mumbled against Elijah's neck as he kissed your forehead relaxing a bit in the bath. Elijah got you both out of the bath then dressed and in bed.

"Sleep baby I'll be right back." Elijah said softly hearing you whine for him and Hayley quickly left. Hayley found Elijah in the kitchen seeing him getting a bottle of water for you.

"Hayley the next time you send Jason after Y/N, I will kill him. I do not appreciate how intently you seem to break us up."

"I don't see the problem with Jason wanting to date her? I mean she is a little too young for you."

"Hayley....Jason triggers bad memories of her ex that's why. And no she is not, I love her deeply." Elijah said looking at Hayley with a frown as Hayley sighed crossing her arms about to say something.

"Hayley I no longer hold any feelings for you. If you continue to try and ruin my relationship with Y/N, I will forget that you are Hope's mother and deal with you myself."

You woke to Elijah slipping into bed behind you and he smiled when you rolled over right away to lay on his chest. You signed happily when Elijah lifted your hand pressing kisses on your wrist as you never have felt so loved by one man before.

"Comfortable baby?"

"Always....so warm." You mumbled nuzzling Elijah's neck as you felt his chest rumble with a chuckle as he pressed kisses on your face.

"I love you Eli."

"And I love you more baby." Elijah whispered rubbing your back lulling you to sleep as he watched you for a moment realizing you were the one he wanted to spend eternity with.

[infictionalwonderland]

Mikaelsons with dominant s/o headcanons !

warnings : mentions of sex and sexual themes, swearing, fem, mentions of mistress kink, mentions of abuse ( mikeal to them )

mikaelsons included: klaus, elijah, kol, rebekah

klaus choke me mikaelson —

100% a praise kink

i will perish on this hill

poor baby isn’t used to praise even without any sexual context so if you praise him, he’s literally gonna melt

little spoon.

just yes.

secretly enjoys giving up control

keep in mind he’ll only actually be like this if he wholeheartedly trusts you, which for someone like him is extremely rare

my darling just wants to be taken care off :(

after care is also very important

it is anyway but literally is essential with klaus

surprisingly he’s adorably obedient toward you... in private

but in public he lives to tease you and everyone just naturally assumes he’s the dominant one between yuse to

i don’t think he’d be a fan or having pain inflicted on him cuz of his past with pain and well, abuse

but he’s all up for other stuff bc he’s just eager to please you

would die happily with his head smushed in between your boobs

and in public he always needs to be touching some part of you -

whether that’s hand holding, an arm around your waist, him literally carrying you - he does not gave a shit.

he’s just so unlike his normally threatening and dominant self around you

he’s shy and obedient and just completely puppy

he loves to paint / draw you as well

he’ll gift you paintings and expectantly wait for the praise which always makes him blush no matter how frequently he receives it

he’s just your little big puppy <3

elijah mikaelson —

this man 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

he’s the most unlikely sub

with his aura of confidence and power you wouldn’t expect him to be submissive

but i guess you just powerful like that or whateva, go bestie 😩

his hands are ALWAYS on your thighs

not a little squeeze, not it’s permanent fucking placement

he would willingly suffocate himself in between said thighs

his goal in life is just to live in between your legs, #newhometings

in my opinion he’s such a giver

he LIVES for pleasing you and the praise you give just makes him all the more eager to do so

of course if you wanna return the favour he’s not complain ( when does he ever complain when it comes to you ) but he honestly doesn’t care

i don’t known about you lot but i think he’s actually quite a sexual active person

.. just me? okay.

he secretly loves the thrill of fuckin’ in public places and almost getting caught

people outside the bathrooms y’all fuck in : what y’all doing? screwing??

monstrous sex drive

sweetheart when i tell you.. the whimpers this man lets out 😩

i will combust

he’s really into lingerie

will get hard instantly if he sees you in just one of his shirts and underwear

he loves to give you gifts omg

expect so many gifts

proper sugar daddy material

lingerie, cars, jewellery, clothes, perfume, shoes, bags, lingerie and oh, have i mentioned lingerie

ask for anything and you shall receive

like im not even kidding, it can be anything and he’ll find a way to get it for you

kol mikaelson —

mistress / miss kink.

.. im just finna leave that there

cuddles cuddles and more cuddles

he loves cuddles sm

severely touch deprived

will bury his head in your boobs at any given time and place without shame

such a fucking brat

purposefully works you up and annoys you so you punish him

the punishments excite him

such a bloody simp for you

will immediately swoon at your dominant persona

dominant women >>>>>>>

expect numerous sex jokes

, which most the time are partly serious

he maybe sorta kinda has a huge thing for your voice, just in general

he’s just in awe that even your voice can be perfect

especially during sex, fully just say anything and this horny fucker is on the edge

loves when you pull his hair

like a lot a lot

he enjoys blood sharing too

if you’re not a vamp, that’s fine also, he’ll just drink from you if that’s okay with you

but if you are a vamp — blood sharing is a huge yes 😩😩

without sexual context, kol honestly just wants to be cared for and babied.

he’s always felt alone and uncared for so all he wants is for someone to care for him

you need to give him forehead kisses

and pay attention to him please, he’ll play it off but will genuinely be upset if you don’t

just give baby boy some love <3

rebekah mikaelson —

my little treasure <33

praise her, cherish her, treat her like she is the only woman in the world

constant reassurances, all the time

never let her think you do not love her

i personally think she’s equal parts give and receive but sub rebekah would defo be practically a pillow princess

my baby needs all the compliments

and i mean all, do not hold back

constant kisses

forehead kisses

cheek kisses

soft kisses

passionate snogs

you’re the type of couple to make other people jealous

rebekah adores when you do her hair

secretly just because she loves the feeling of you playing with her hair

cuddles all the time!!!

it’s nonnegotiable

you two always blasting music

dancing around with each other, singing and just being fckn couple goals

she loves it when you pull her closer by her waist

literal. butterflies.

she’s admittedly sensitive, okay, so you do have to mind what you say

and if you do accidentally offend her you can make up for it with bubble baths and kisses

and your tongue

hand holding >>

this girls hands are so soft it feels like silk

you two are always holding hands if you’re out in public, walking together

rebekah loves hugs from behind too

you just come up behind her and hug her around the waist, AND give her face soft kisses — she’s the happiest person in the bloody universe

the most loyal couple <3

everyone loves you two together

yes, even klaus

which truly says how perfect you are together.

[l-r-christian]

Sorry to ask again but I was wondering if you could do a poly!mikaelson fic were the reader is camilles sister because I've been so obsessed with the fics lately and I need some more to feed my obsession tysm love your writing btw and happy writers appreciation day💕❤

Yes and no problem 💕

Warnings: Fluff, Sassy Reader, Mikaelsons being protective,

A/N: sorry this took so long....it got buried in other requests.....also got carried away with this

Y/N O'Connell was Camille's 21 year old sister who was currently sitting in the bar being stared down by her older sister. Y/N had been suspended from school for being rude to her professor which Y/N explained that her French professor was trying to sleep with her to change a grade.

"You can't keep getting in trouble Y/N."

"Then maybe my professor should keep his cock in his pants." Y/n said texting a friend as Klaus walked in with Elijah both stopping see the young woman. Y/N sat wearing short jean shorts and crop-top lavender colored hair up in two buns.

"I understand but still, honestly Y/N how are you going to graduate?"

"Not sleep with my French Professor and continue on my art degree. Worst comes to worst I'll become a cam-girl." Y/N said getting a pointed look from Camille as both Elijah and Klaus was a bit shocked with how candied Y/N was with Camille.

"I am kidding Cammi. Besides Onlyfans is where the real money is at."

"Y/N! You will not do that!"

"Again kidding Cammi. What your sugar daddy artist not giving you a good fuck?" Y/N said tone light joking as Camille blushed angry and embarrassed by her baby sister noticing Klaus and Elijah. Both Originals looked at the bartender wondering who the young woman was.

"Elijah, Klaus meet my baby sister, Y/N. Sorry for her behavior." Camille said face burning with blush as Y/N looked up from her phone not embarrassed at all. Y/N let out a low whistle getting both men's attention seeing her clearly checking them out.

"Cammi, you lucky bitch. You get hot men while I'm stuck with frat boys that don't know how to please a lady."

"Y/N! Please stop talking." Camille hissed at her sister who just rolled her eyes going back to texting as Klaus smirked leaning on the bar finding it all amusing as Elijah looked the younger O'Connell over again.

"I'm gonna head over to uncle Kieran's and listen to him tell me that I am a heathen." Y/N says getting up then winked at Klaus and Elijah before walking out leaving behind a every tired Camille.

"My sis is a bit adventurous so can you both do me a huge favor and keep her safe?"

"Of course Camille. You have my word that nothing will happen to her." Elijah says as Klaus smirked mischievously looking at Camille who frowned.

"Don't Klaus. My sister isn't one for dating a one-night stand kinda girl." Camille said making both Mikaelson men smirk.

"Of course she is.

Y/N was bit of a handful and Camille knew this as Elijah had finally found the young woman at a bar, drunk dancing on top of the bar with another woman. Men let wolf whistles when Y/N kissed the other woman and Elijah took out his phone calling Camille who was worried sick about her baby sister but since she was stuck working. Camille asked the Mikaelsons to help as all of them had gotten close to her sister over the last month.

"I found her Camille."

'Great! Please get her home....I should be done by 4am so if you.....'

"I'll take care of it, dear Camille." Elijah says hanging up walking over to the bar catching the drunk college student before another man could even touch her when she fell.

"Oh! 'Lijah! I was....gonna call and ask to sit on that handsome face."

"Some other time when you aren't drunk, sweetheart." Elijah says smirking noting to bring this up when Y/N was sober, Y/N hummed laying her head on his shoulder wrapping her bare smooth legs around his waist clinging to him like a koala.

"Sounds awesome....can you take me home? I want sleep." Y/N mumbled against Elijah's neck as he chuckled rubbing her back as he payed her bar tab.

"Of course." Elijah says walking out much to the disappointment of the men in the bar as one guy got brave following Elijah out. Before he could even touch Elijah the man groaned lay on his stomach arm twisted behind his back.

"Hello Rebekah."

"You found our little lamb." Rebekah said digging her heel in the man's back as Y/N smiled at the blonde vampire.

"Beka....I get to ride 'Lijah's face ...later." Y/N said as Rebekah raised an eyebrow at her brother as Elijah chuckled.

"She asked so when she isn't drunk, I said she could."

"....'Lijah....can I sleep with your sister?" Y/N mumbled as both Elijah and Rebekah looked at her and Rebekah walked over kissing Y/N's cheek.

"When you aren't drunk, love." Rebekah said following Elijah as they took the young woman back to her apartment she shared with Camille.

"Awwww fuck....if I open my eyes, there better not be an idiot in my bed."

"I'm hurt Y/N, Rebekah and I stay as your request." Y/N heard Elijah's low baritone voice in her ear as she opened her eyes finding her self on Elijah's chest.

"Fuck......we didn't?"

"No no. Rebekah and I wouldn't have took advantage of you like that." Elijah says watching Y/N get pulling off her pajamas clearly more comfortable being undressed in front of Elijah than most women would be in front of a man.

"Thanks for...last night."

"Of course besides I promised you that you could ride my face." Elijah smirked watching her put on comfy clothes and put her auburn hair in a messy bun. Y/N gave Elijah a mischievous smirk leaning forward like she was gonna kiss him but pushed him back on the bed before skipping off. Elijah layed though blinking before following after seeing Y/N laying her head on the counter as Rebekah made her breakfast.

"Lazy day?"

"Yeah."

Klaus and Kol had got word of Y/N's drunken adventure and how open she was to both Elijah and Rebekah as on the human's first week in New Orleans, the Mikaelsons agreed to share her as each of them fell for her.

"Busy love?" Klaus asked walking into the apartment with Kol following behind as both found the human sitting on the floor with art books. Y/N had reading glasses on in just a football jersey, lace panties and socks hair in a messy ponytail.

"Yeah....writing my paper on why there was gay artists in the Renaissance and why I think that's neat." Y/N answered going back to tapping away on her laptop as Klaus smirked leaning down reading over her shoulder.

"You should ask Elijah about it after all he has first hand knowledge on it." Klaus said nipping at her neck while Kol layed next to her on the pillows. Y/N looked at Klaus smirking there was that twinkle in her eye.

"Here I thought you were the artist? Shame thought you would also have known first hand too."

"Oh love wouldn't you love to know." Klaus said as Y/N jumped feeling Kol's hand on her bare thigh as Klaus let close and Y/N made no move to stop them.

"Not in my living room!" Camille said spraying Klaus and Kol with water from a bottle as Y/N let out a loud laugh picking her stuff up heading back to her room. While Klaus talked to Camille, Kol followed after Y/N flopping down on her bed seeing her working on her paper.

"Can I ask a question darling?"

"Yeah, shoot." Y/N says feeling Kol's thumb rubbing her lower back, over the last month the Originals couldn't help but notice how comfortable Y/N was with their affections as not once had she told them to stop. Y/N let them take her out, when it was late one or two of them slept in her bed.

"How are you so comfortable with us? Hell some would say you are dating us."

"Because you four are the first people that I can actually see myself being with long term. And I say the last statement is true."

"Wait really?!"

"Yeah, like I can which schools to be closer after all you guys grew on me." Y/N said squeaking when the wildest Mikaelson tackled her kissing her roughly. Y/N mewled gripping Kol's shirt as hips moved against one another as Kol latched his mouth on Y/N's neck.

"Y/N! Can you not." Camille said sighing as y/N groaned in frustration before mumbled something in French under her breath.

Of course the vampire's were over the moon knowing Y/N liked them back and were more protective of her. Laying in bed one between Rebekah and Elijah, a thought entered Y/N's mind as Rebekah was laying on Y/N chest as Elijah was pressed against her back.

".....'Lijah you own me a face ride." Y/N blurted out making Rebekah laugh as Elijah smirked kissing her shoulder while Klaus and Kol joined.

"I know baby, I'll be more than happy to let you ride my face as long as you want. But it is nearly 4 in morning so sleep."

"Fine but I will not let this go. I'm hold you to this." Y/N said squeaking when Kol lightly bite her abdomen mumbling for her to go to sleep as they relaxed. Once Y/N fell back to sleep with Rebekah and Kol, Klaus looked to Elijah showing him the small ring box he and Kol making Elijah smiled as they too fell asleep knowing soon they will be spending the rest of forever with the woman they just adored.

[icarusbuni]

hi can you do headcanons about dating klaus mikaelson😋

dating klaus mikaelson

warnings: mentions of sex

* headcanon * dating the hybrid himself would include…

him being overprotective of you 25/8

possessiveness

being treated like an absolute prince/princess

pet names like love, darling, sweetheart, honey

living at the mikaelson compound with him because he wants to keep you under watch

if you’re a vampire, wolf, witch etc he knows you can handle yourself, but he still chooses to go out anywhere with you incase of his enemies

matching outfits? yes pls.

honestly klaus gives sugar daddy vibes so expect many gifts, shopping sprees, you name it!

“honey does this top look okay?”

“is me wanting to tear it off of you the answer you desire?”

oh yeah the sex go CRAAAAAZZZYYYY

if you’re a rough but passionate sex kind of person then klaus is definitely your type of man

he’s absolutely an exhibitionist, and he’s proud of it

if it was his choice he’d take you right there in front of the family dinner table

anything you wear turns him on

could even be a simple t-shirt and jeans

you will be absolutely railed.

but aside from kinkyness you are the love of his life

he’d make the whole world bow at your feet

stupid arguments over small things

cleaning him up and taking care of him after every fight he has

showing him its okay to be vulnerable, to show emotion, to love

loving every part of him, even the parts that he claims makes him a “monster”

stopping him from making stupid decisions like daggering his family over and over LMAO

speaking of family, you are very close with them

inside jokes about klaus with rebekah? yes

family bonding with elijah and freya while klaus is out

including being like a second mother/father to hope, which is what made him fall in love with you

his daughter is the most important person in his life, and seeing you with her for the first time and how good you are with kids made klaus SWOON

that day was how he knew you were the one

hayley being like your best friend, doing mom things for her/with her

babysitting hope when neither parents are available but you love it anyway

dad!klaus dates with hope going out to the park, painting, eating beignets together

speaking of painting just know that man LOVES to make art for you

actually to put it simply, he’d definitely draw you like one of his french girls ;)

yes im making a titanic reference

basically klaus is the lover of a lifetime and once your his then that means always and forever hehe

[thatdarkfanficstuff]

Smut Masterlist

18+ only. Minors DNI

John Wick

Compliant - John Wick

Marvel

Distraction - Tony Stark

Summer Wedding - Stucky x Reader

Late Night Swim - Bucky Barnes (smut adjacent)

Hush - Bucky Barnes

Absent-Minded Kisses - Bucky Barnes

My Rockstar - Rockstar!Clint Barton (smut adjacent)

Series: The Light in My Darkness - Clint Barton (Sugar Daddy AU)

Flutter - Steve Rogers Mafia AU

Originals/Vampire Diaries

Ice Cream - Kol Mikaelson

Apocalyptic - Damon Salvatore

Do You Mind? - Elijah Mikaelson

The Librarian - Klaus Mikaelson

Supernatural

My Alpha Part 2 - Sam x reader x dean (a/b/o) (smut adjacent Pt. 2)

Teen Wolf

Round One - Chris Argent

Twilight

Teeth - Jasper Whitlock Hale (smut Adjacent)

Walking Dead

One More Night - Negan

Fucking Finally - Negan

The Witcher

Tease - Geralt of Rivia (drabble)

[imgoingtofreakoutnow]

Emptiness of the Heart

Summary: During a trip in New Orleans you meet Elijah and you feel like you've finally found the one... unfortunately his attentions put you in dangerous situations so, to keep you safe, he decides to wipe your mind from all the memories you had with him... but will that be enough to erase him from your heart?

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Prompt: "I wanted to be better than this"

Warnings: descriptions of drowning in the first part, little talk about amnesia (?), pretty angsty

Words: 1.3k

A/n: I wasn't really planning on joining @hellotvshowtrash 's #April2021PromptChallenge but then I made this moodboard, inspiration hit me and here we are! Hope you like it!💞✨

Tags: @elijahs-wife @elijahswife @dumble-daddy @imaginearyparties @raemikaelson @thedumpster-fire

Water.

It was everywhere.

You couldn't see. You couldn't scream. You couldn't breathe. All you could feel was its deadly cold embrace pulling you deeper in its darkness. A voice, muffled and far away from there, whispered in your ear.

"I wanted to be better than this, Y/n. For you. For us..."

Your lungs were aching, begging for air, begging for you to open your mouth and inhale. And the more the pain grew, the less you were able to think, to move, to hold your breath...

"I destroyed everything again, like all the things I've ever touched"

As you closed your eyes, your conscience leaving your frozen body, you opened your mouth. The cold water became fire sliding down your throat and filling your lungs.

"Forgive me, my love"

You woke up in a mess of hair and covers sticking to your sweaty skin. Coughing and clutching your drumming heart you breathed deeply, welcoming every ounce of oxygen down your lungs. Even though it wasn't real, a phantom pain lingered in your chest to remind you the nightmare you had just escaped.

And behind the fright, behind the invisible pain searing your lungs, there was that senseless feeling of emptiness, of a missing piece that you never had, of a touch that was never yours. Of someone you had forgotten.

Moving your hair from your face, a warm light caressed your skin and your eye. Turning to your window, you noticed a pink sky through the blinds. With a sigh, you stood from your bed with a rustling sound as all the covers fell on the floor, cold as ice under your bare feet.

"I need a shower..."

—

"You need to sleep more, Y/n"

In the chaotic enviroment of the cafe, you gave a quick glance at your mother. Sat at the opposite side of the table, she was menacingly pointing a teaspoon to your face. "The bags under your eyes are darker than your coffee"

"I do sleep, mom" you sighed, rolling your eyes. "It's not my fault if I can't sleep more than four hours per night" you added, taking a sip of coffee. Its bitter taste, however strong, was still not enough to completely shake you from your sleepiness.

"But you never had problems sleeping!" she exclaimed, adding the fifth sugar cube in her tea. You looked at that wincing.

"I think there's enough sugar in that tea" you commented, moving out of her reach the sugar bowl, but she didn't even seem to notice as she kept talking.

"It all started after that trip to New Orleans..." She looked up from her cup and fixed her eyes in yours, her spoon clinking as it hit the light porcelain. "Are you sure that nothing happened while you were there?"

You wanted to genuinely answer that question, you truly did. However all your memories linked to that trip were terribly blurred, as they belonged to a fever dream. Sometimes glimpses of those days came to your mind: the music of a club, lights, the smell of the docks, a strange and welcoming warmth... but there was no clear connection between them.

"No, mom. Nothing" you assured her once again. The last thing she needed was to add amnesia to the many problems you had.

As your gaze wandered around in the cafe, it stopped on the clock hanged on the wall. Half past eight. "I have to go now" you said, drinking the last drop of caffeine left in your mug. "Work starts in thirty minutes and the boss isn't kind to those who arrive late" you explained, searching in your pockets enough money to pay for the drinks.

"Of course" your mother nodded without moving her gaze from her tea. A smile appeared on her face but didn't reach her eyes, lost in the cold liquid left in the cup in front of her.

"Mom." She finally raised her gaze and you smiled. "Thank you for worrying but I'm okay." You moved next to her and left a kiss on her cheek. "I can take care of myself"

"I know, dear" she said, caressing gently your cheek. "Just remember that I'm here if you ever need me"

With one last thankful smile you left her at the table. Avoiding customers and waiters, you dared to check your phone only after the doors of the cafe closed behind you. Not even three steps later, you bumped your shoulder into someone leaning against the wall just outside the shop.

"I'm terribly so–" you didn't finish. You couldn't. Your breath was stuck in your throat, your voice lost somewhere in between your lungs and your tongue, as you watched the man staring back at you with wide eyes.

His coat, his tie, his dark hair felt familiar. He felt familiar; as it was the smell of rainy days in New York, or the melody of your favourite song, or the warmth radiating from a candle. There was a strange pull that drew you towards him and you suddenly felt the need to touch him, to make sure he was standing right in front of you.

"There's no need to apologise". His voice was deep and somehow melodic, but it had a raw note in it, like the blow of a stormy wind through a forest. "I shouldn't have been here in the first place; if you'll excuse me..."

Confused by the irrational feelings that made your skin itch, you moved just enough to let him walk away. You followed him with your gaze but you soon realized that the further he went away, the heavier your heart weighed in your chest.

"Wait!" you shouted, running after him. The surprise was evident on his face when he turned again towards you. "Do you– have we ever met before?"

"I don't think so. I don't live here"

"Maybe somewhere else... New Orleans, perhaps?"

Since you came back from the southern city, you felt like you had been forcefully put in a state of numbness from which there was no way of getting out on your own. Like being drowned in cold, still, infinite water.

Now your blood was finally rushing again in your veins like tides crashing on sand, your heart beating faster than it ever did filling your ears with its rhythm. You were alive again, and all of this because of a stranger that felt like home.

It just couldn't be a coincidence, it could–

"I'm sorry to disappoint but I haven't been there in years, you must've confused me with someone else"

As quickly as it rocketed, your excitement fell, making you spiral back in that numbness, almost like you had never left it.

"You're probably right" you muttered, lowering your gaze and taking a few steps back. "My apologies"

You turned your back to him, quickly putting as much space as you could between you and whatever memory that man awakened. Because, even if you didn't know who he reminded you of —or if this person ever existed— the tears pricking your eyes were real. And they were cold on your skin. And on your heart.

—

The man watched the girl walk away. Even from a distance, he noticed her hand move to her face to wipe her tears. A gesture he had seen too many times to be mistaken.

He took a deep breath when she disappeared around the corner. That was the last time he was going to see her.

Elijah turned around, jaw clenched as his heart turned cold dead again in his chest.

At least she's safe now.

For the first time, that thought didn't make the separation any easier...

[athenamikaelson]

This is really silly so I understand if you don't like it but would you be able to write an Elijah Mikaelson x reader where he isn't wearing a suit one day and when reader sees him, they make a big production about him being "naked" and cover their eyes?

Elijah Mikaelson x Reader 

Request- This is really silly so I understand if you don't like it but would you be able to write an Elijah Mikaelson x reader where he isn't wearing a suit one day and when the reader sees him, they make a big production about him being "naked" and cover their eyes?

Warnings- slight swearing

Word Count- 429

“No Bekah all I’m saying is that if Nik doesn’t learn how to renegade by the end of the week, I’ll sacrifice him just like he did with that annoying doppelganger.” I explain to Bekah as we discuss which Mikaelson sibling would go viral on Tiktok first. Personally I believe Nik would. Even though I love Elijah, I have to admit Nik is kinda attractive.

“Well personally I think my little Hope would do very well,” Bekah argues back, “Brother what do you think?” 

I turn over my shoulder expecting Nik but am faced with Elijah. He smiles at me and Bekah before answering her question as poshly as he can. 

“Well, I don’t believe that my brother would want a bunch of teenage girls watching him dance. He’d most likely rather dagger himself. Or everyone that saw him dance.”

Rebekah is about to respond before Elijah turns his attention towards me, his eyes softening. 

“Do you agree, Mi’ Amore?” I stare blankly at Elijah not focusing on his question at all, because of his appearance. 

Elijah stands all in his glory wearing dark blue jeans, a white henley and unpolished hair. No suit in sight.

“You’re naked.” I say under my breath. Elijah not understanding me gives me a questioning look. I repeat myself more loudly now. 

“You’re naked! I can look at you like this! It makes me feel so wrong!” I exclaim.

“What Y/N feels so wrong?” God can’t Elijah figure it out. I slap my hands onto my eyes blocking my view of the man in front of me. Bekah’s laugh fills my ears.

 “You really won’t look at me because I look, so called naked?” Elijah sounds as if he’s talking to a child. “I’ll be back then.” I open my eyes to find Elijah gone. But only for a second before he appears wearing a full suit set. A smile graces my features. I get up to walk to Elijah, before he gives me an odd look.

 “I would’ve thought you’d like me looking more normal.” I give him a confused look. “I just mean all of your friends' boyfriends wear younger clothes. Not old men's suits.” Elijah looks down at his $3,000 polished shoes. 

Holding his face, bringing his eyes to mine. “Why would I want young and hip? I loved your suits. It makes you look rich. Like you’re my sugar daddy!” I explain to him. A confused look crosses his face which comes off when I peck his lips. 

“You’re my old man.”

“I’m your old “Posh” man.” 

[nalledimessi]

Sugar rush

Pairing: Elijah & Reader, appearance of Mikaelson Twins, Klaus, Rebekah and Kol.

Word count: 1239

Drabble topics: Sugar rush

Warnings: Sweet but with mentions of sex but nothing descriptive.

Author’s notes: Hello again. If you have not read Spells I suggest to read it, because this drabble is based on what happen on it. Just as reference the names that I choose is because of the meaning of them. Thea comes from Greek and means Goddess of light and Mathew in Hebrew means Gift of the Lord. Hope you like it.  

5 years has pass since the twins arrived to the Mikaelson family. You and Elijah have took them in their first time to treat or trick, after a few hours and one full bag of candies of each child was time to go back home.

-It’s time to start our way home- Elijah call Mathew and Thea in front of him.

-Please daddy, a few more houses, please- Thea beg with her best puppy eyes, Mathew second her.

He look at you in search of help -My darlings, you have enough candies already and you have give your word to your father to return home at any moment he request it- you remind them.

-Ok- they both answer.

-You are under their spell Elijah and they know it- you smile to him.

He grin at your statement -I can’t denied them anything my love, you included- he confirmed, looking at your children start the way back home.

Immediately after you were back at the Mikaelson compound, you were greet by Rebekah, waiting for the twins.

-Aunt Rebekah look how many candies we got- Mathew appear next to her using his vamp speed.

-We full our bags!- Thea exclaim next to her brother.

Rebekah kneel to be at their level -There are a lot! And you would eat all of those?- she ask cheerfully to them.

-Yes!- both shout at the same time.

-Not all, just choose 5 to eat tonight before bedtime- you confirmed to them.

-Come on, let’s choose the best candies to eat- Rebekah stand, given them her hand and take them to their share room.

-We will be in our room Rebekah- Elijah state to her sister.

You watch them go upstairs hand in hand with Rebekah while they describe their adventure of the day to her.

Elijah wrap his arms around your waist and rest his chin in your shoulder -I still can’t believe they are ours- he confess.

You lean your back to his chest and rest your head in his -They are our gift and light- you said referring to their names meaning.

-Come on, let’s go to our room- Elijah voice out after pull away from you and extend his hand to you.

Elijah have rush you to your share room in a second and as soon the door was closed behind you, he start kissing your neck going down to your shoulder, you turn to face him to kissing passionately in his lips, lifting your hands behind his neck pulling him closed to you.

He raised you from the floor making you wrap your legs at his waist, he walk the few steps left to the bed and laid you down with him over you. You moan when you feel his excitement grown below your abdomen.

Suddenly the door open without a knock, Elijah immediately vamp speed away from you to sit on the armchair a cushion press over his lap when a very hyperactive Mathew enter the room running all around it using vamp speed, while shouting at you -Mom, Dad, look at me- Mathew exclaim -I can run very fast-

-I can see that- you announce to him giggling not at of your son but at your husband -Honey, how many candies did you eat?- you question him while he was still running around.

-All- he respond before going out the room and vamp speed downstairs.

You stand of your bed in direction of your husband to bend over him and giving him a peck -I will get back soon- earning a growl from him before leaving your room and walk to your children’s.

-Thea, please stop jumping on the bed- you hear Rebekah beg.

As soon you enter their room you could see all the wrapping papers of the candies in the floor and Thea jumping using vamp speed from his bed to his brother’s. Once she set your eyes in you, she stops.

-Thea bring your brother here and clean this mess- you demand to her.

-Yes, mom- she chimed and went upstairs in search of his brother.

-I’m sorry, I leave them with Klaus and Kol for a minute and when I was back they have eat all the candies- Rebekah defend herself.

You nod to her -It would be better for your own good that I don’t found you- you inform to them.

Your children appear the next moment on their room and clean the wrapping papers of the floor and their beds all using vamp speed.

-Obice circa compositis mikaelson- (Barrier around Mikaelson compound) you chant with your eyes closed and a waived of your hand -Children let’s play a game- you call their attention.

-Oh yes!- they stop vamp speed but start jumping in there place.

-What game?- Mathew ask.

-Let’s find uncle Klaus and Kol, the first that catch them would spend the day with them- you express to them -Only one rule, Mom & Dad room is prohibited- you declared to them.

-Oh shit! She is angry!- Kol told.

-What the hell?!- Klaus exclaim at the moment he was unable to leave the compound.

-But they can go outside- Thea reply.

You smile -No they can’t- both children share a smile and vamp speed out of the room.

-Bloody hell!- Klaus and Kol shout at the same time using vamp speed to get away the twins.

-And I was thinking Niklaus was the vengeful – Rebekah mention.

-What can I said? We better used the sugar rush of the offsprings- you give her a smirk -You could join them, you know? Just keep them entertain while I take care of my husband- you wink at her.  

-You don’t have to tell me twice- she said before using vamp speed to leave the room.

You return your room after that, closing and locking the door behind you -Where were we?- you question your husband on the bed waiting for you.

After an hour, your head was resting on Elijah’s shoulder and neck joint while he stroke your hair up and down.

-I can’t hear them anymore- he said after a few minutes.

-We should go out- you mention standing up from bed and reaching for your silk satin pajamas set.

Elijah was waiting for you in only full-length pants next to the door -It’s seems the last of their sugar rush leave them at the courtyard, Klaus and Kol are getting them upstairs- he announce to you.

You reach there room in time to see them enter -Who catch who?- you question them.

-The twins trap them then just for the fun of it, they leave them run to then crash in the courtyard- Rebekah rush to answer.

-You would spend all day tomorrow with them- you declared to Klaus and Kol while they laid down each child in their bed -and no more candies- you add.

-Fine!- they answer trying to sound defeated but with an smile all over there face.

Before leaving the twins room each Mikaelson kiss them goodnight to then leave you alone with them.

Elijah walk to Thea’s bed, tuck her in and kiss her head while you did the same with Mathew then switch places.

-What we would do tomorrow?- he ask while going outside the room.

-After the family breakfast, you and I will stay all day in bed- you informed him.

-I love the sound of that- he said closing the door of the twins.

[gxrlcinema]

last update: july 03, 2022

· ➳ marvel cinematic universe

Bucky Barnes

aes: on the run

au: demig-d!bucky x daughter of apollo

au: bucky & rescued child

au: romeo + juliet

color: dark blue

Kate Bishop

aes: cozy winer nights

au: kate x tutor!reader, idiots to lovers

Steven Grant

aes: museum date

Loki

aes: loki x dark academia

au: medieval king!loki

Steve Rogers

steve rogers

au: steve x cottage witch

au: stripper!steve*

Natasha Romanoff

aes: nat x sagittarius sun

Sam Wilson

aes: cozy winter getaway

aes: road trip

color: lavender

Helmut Zemo

au: dark!sugar daddy

Miscellaneous

korg

modern scarlet witch

natasha & yelena

Inspired by Fics

(bury me) in all my favorite colors

does he know the way (i worship our love)?

not easily conquered

persephone’s symphony

steve rogers, the man on fire

· ➳ teen wolf

Allison Argent

color: purple

Stiles Stilinski

color: green

· ➳ vampire diaries universe

Cami O’Connell

aes: academia

Vincent Griffiths

aes: dark academia

Hayley Marshall

aes: cottagecore

Elijah Mikaelson

aes: dark academia

au: coffee shop

color: pink

color: red

Klaus Mikaelson

aes: traveling

Kol Mikaelson 

aes: chaotic academia

Damon Salvatore

aes: dark academia

Ships

klaus x cami x light blue

marcel x rebekah

(platonic) josh & davina

· ➳ miscellaneous

haunted castle

new era of life

sour - olivia rodrigo

taylana

[infictionalwonderland]

the originals masterlist,

klaus mikaelson —

imagine being the mother of klaus mikaelson’s child!

damon & klaus sharing you in a polyamorous relationship but frequently getting jealous— requested!

sub klaus <3 — requested

poly klefan x reader — requested

elijah & klaus sharing you in a polyamorous relationship but frequently getting jealous — requested!

klaus x reader w unhinged bi stefan as their best friend — requested!

poly klefan x reader ( 2 ) — requested

being in a love triangle with kol & klaus — requested

klaus being a simp for you — requested

sugar daddy klaus!! — requested

klaus x plus size rider — requested

elijah mikaelson —

elijah & klaus sharing you in a polyamorous relationship but frequently getting jealous — requested!

sub elijah headcanons 🫶 — requested!

yandre elijah mikaelson — requested!

elijah mikaelson x plus size reader — requested!

elijah x overly affectionate reader — requested!

rebekah mikaelson —

nothing yet.

kol mikaelson —

being in a love triangle with kol & klaus — requested

hayley marshall —

imagine being klaus’ twin and hayley falling in love with you!

imagine you and hayley are friends but she wants to be more!

fake dating w angst & a fluffy ending :) — requested

freya mikaelson —

nothing yet.

marcel gerard —

nothing yet.

davina claire —

nothing yet.

jackson kenner —

nothing yet.

headcanons —

mikaelsons with a dominant s/o!

mikaelsons with stripper s/o !

tvdu characters with pregnant s/o!

[blackleatherjacketz]

Shadow and Sin: Chapter 4

Elijah Mikaelson x Female Reader

Summary: Having just moved to New Orleans, you get intimately acquainted with both Mikaelson brothers, but don't find out who they are until it's too late.

This Chapter: A mysterious box shows up on your doorstep, Elijah buys you a drink.

Warnings: Witchcraft, Love Bombing, Stalking, Sugar Daddy Vibes, Feelings of Inadequacy

Word Count: 2.3k+

Read the rest of the story HERE

Klaus’ bloody kiss had stayed with you for days, haunting you throughout your shifts at the hospital as your hormones raged in the absence of his presence, nearly making it impossible for you to focus. It made you wish that you were established enough to focus solely on your art career, that you didn’t have to work well into the night to pay your bills, but here you were, still a slave to capitalism. After your third grueling shift in a row, your legs wearily carry your body up the stairs to your apartment only to find a package sitting square in the middle of your doorstep. You look down the hallway at the other apartments, thinking that maybe it was something from the landlord that everybody got, but all the other welcome mats lay empty.

The box just sits there ominously, devoid of any stickers or labels, letting you know that it’s been hand delivered instead of ordered online and sent to your address. For whatever reason, you’re not sure why, that makes it seem a little bit more unsettling than you care to admit. That shady tarot reading makes you even more suspicious, Klaus’ warning of the witches in this town lingering in the back of your mind, making you approach your door with more caution than usual.

As you get closer, you notice that it’s a small wooden box exquisitely carved of rich cherry, no bigger than a shoebox without any other words or markings anywhere that you can see. Your heart races as you bend down to pick it up, holding your breath as you fear the very worst. What if there’s a dead animal inside or a body part covered in blood with some kind of curse on it that ruins your life once you touch it? What if it’s a distraction? What if….? You’re too tired for this. You grit your teeth and take a deep breath, finally convincing yourself to move your fingers and lift the top half of the box to see what’s inside.

Oh thank God! It’s just a book, but not any old book. It’s a paperback copy of Le Fantome de l’Opera, the first edition ever to be sold in France in the early 1900’s…1910, to be exact.

You exhale instantly as a wave of relief washes over you, carefully inspecting the green and gray cover, turning it over in your hands a few times before opening it to view its yellowed but pristine pages. You’d seen listings of this copy online before, but never actually seen it in person, let alone physically held it in your own hands. You can’t help but smile as you flip through the pages, doing your best to interpret the foreign language until you reach the front cover, reading a small note recently inscribed in perfect cursive:

For your collection, Little Lotte. Let your mind wander. I’ve read this far too many times to keep it Locked away on my shelf.

Your obedient servant. E. M.

E. M.? Elijah, of course! Had you really made as much of an impression on him as he had on you that day in the library? Has he really been thinking about you fondly enough to make a purchase of this magnitude and leave it for you to find in the middle of the night?

You stare blankly at the message for a moment, allowing the aroma of aged ink on paper to fill your nostrils as you bring it up to your face, nearly forgetting where you are and how scared you were just a moment ago. You close your eyes and imagine the intoxicating scent of his cologne surrounding you as that dark voice of his reads to you in French before your body begins to warm all over, instinctively leaning against your front door.

Your eyelids flutter as the weight of them suddenly becomes too much, the comfort of your bed calling to you as you coach yourself to find your keys and push them into the handle, nearly stumbling inside your living room. You bring the book and its box inside with you, sleepily deciding that you can weigh out the pros and cons of both Elijah and Klaus in the morning once you’re showered and rested, but until then, it’s time to sleep.

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You don’t wake again until the next afternoon, a rather common occurrence after working so many twelve-hour shifts in a row. You eventually rise and talk yourself into making a strong pot of coffee, glancing over at the book Elijah had left you as your caffeine begins to brew. Allowing the aroma to slowly clear your head as you pour your first cup, you wonder which situation was weirder: Klaus shutting down your Tarot interpretation just to walk you home and kiss you, or Elijah tracking down your home address to send you your favorite book. Both had lines of romantic intentions drawn through them, Klaus’ being a bit more forward than Elijah’s, but the truth remains for each of them.

You can’t remember a time where anyone had vied for your affections more fervently than right now, when two wildly different men had so brazenly inserted themselves into your life, the likes of which you could only compare to the romantic stories you’ve read about in books. You’d always envied those women who had two lovers to choose from, the center of attention at all times as these men competed for her hand. But this is real life, and if your years of experience had taught you anything about men, it’s that one of them will most likely grow tired of you before too long, weeding themselves out of the competition before it even begins. It’s just a book, you tell yourself. That’s all.

Attempting to clear your head of work, magic and ancient copies of classic literature, you decide to watch your coworker Tammy play the trumpet at a small bar in the garden district later in the night. It’s far enough away from where you met both Elijah and Klaus that you don’t have to worry about weighing the options of being in their presence as you settle into your barstool.

You let the music from the instruments distract you for the moment; Tammy’s trumpet painting the humid Louisiana air a shockingly vivid yellow, the saxophone adding bright red to the canvas as the piano dots the page with its vibrant blue notes while the bass guitar’s earthy green tones hold it all together. They blend and build onto one another, creating a beautifully unique masterpiece of sound that’s distinct to this region of the world, but vastly different from anything else anyone’s ever created before. This is what you love about the city, how the music on every street corner seems to take on a life of its own, dousing every inch of it in an almost visible, tangible fresco for everyone around to experience. This city is alive in more ways than one, and you’re just happy to be here to bear witness.

“Your finest whiskey, please, and whatever she’s having.” That dark chocolate timbre brings you back to reality as he addresses the bartender before turning ever so slightly toward you.

Oh, great. It’s Elijah. Is he following you? He’s already managed to find out where you live, so this doesn’t completely surprise you, but the coincidence forces suspicion to take up shelter in the base of your spine as he unbuttons his suit jacket.

“Espresso martini, please,” you tell the bartender softly, looking over at Elijah in disbelief. You aren’t entirely sure if you should be flattered or scared, his determination to find you both admirable and alarming. “Are you following me?” You ask in a semi-joking tone.

“Hardly,” he replies with a satisfied grin, keeping his secrets safe. “But if I was, I wouldn’t have expected you to show up here.”

“Well, if I’d have known you were looking for me, I would have given you more of a run for your money.” You lie, attempting to play it cool as you look at both of your reflections in the mirror behind the bar.

So much for your vampire theory.

“Would you, now?” He chuckles, his nonchalance making you shiver.

“Thank you, by the way… for the drink and for the gift.” You pause as his grin slowly melts into a smile. “The book, it’s remarkable, I’ve never seen anything like it,” you pause, careful not to get too swept up by his romantic gesture that you lose your head. “But that’s a nine thousand dollar book, Elijah, I looked it up on eBay. The first edition ever? I mean, how did you even get that? There are only two copies in the entire world for sale right now. I couldn't possibly accept a gift like this.”

He shrugs as if the money is inconsequential to him, his lips pursing just enough to signal that he’s almost tickled by your refusal. “I didn’t buy it, if it’s the price that bothers you.” He takes a moment to lean in and look you in the eye, his voice dropping down to a sincere whisper. “I gave it to you because I wanted you to have it, because you told me how much that book meant to you.”

“But why would you do that? You don’t even know me,” you counter breathily, attempting to push away what seems too good to be true.

“Not yet, no.” He sizes you up like a snake about to devour its prey. “But I could.”

Goddamnit, who IS this guy?

“Well… first of all, you can’t just stalk me and find out where I live and leave mysterious unmarked boxes on my doorstep at three in the morning.” You hush the tone of your last few words as the bartender brings both of your drinks out.

“I thought you enjoyed elements of danger with your romance, that love was meaningless without any stakes?” He raises an eyebrow and traces the rim of his glass with his index finger.

“I meant in my books, not in real life. I didn’t anticipate you scaring me half to death after a long shift with that box! It could have been anything in there: a dead rat, bloody feathers, someone’s finger, I don’t know!” You helplessly attempt to plead your case of how frightening it is to live in this world as a woman, but a man like him isn’t likely to listen.

“I’ve offended you.” His tone is diplomatic now, his expression hardening. “I assure you, that was not my intention. If I’ve misread our previous interaction, I’ll kindly take my leave.”

“No, that’s not it!” You correct him, grabbing hold of his arm to keep him near. “I'm letting you know that I would be offended if I wasn’t so… if you weren’t so…” you trail off, getting flustered as your lip begins to quiver.

“If I weren’t so what?” He reaches up and pushes a strand of hair away from your face, making your heart leap inside your chest as he gently tucks it behind your ear. You suddenly feel as if all time has stopped, the boisterous barrage of the band fading off into the distance as you fall headfirst into the black abyss of his eyes, letting it pull you down into its darkest depths, abandoning all hope of walking away from this sultry encounter unscathed. “I know you feel it, too.”

Fuck. He’s not wrong, not even a little.

He inhales slowly, creating a long electric pause as he takes you in as if it’s his very first time seeing you, letting you drown in the slick feeling in the very pit of your stomach. “I’ll admit that my delivery was a little old fashioned, but I thought that was something you’d appreciate.” He strokes your cheek as if he knows exactly what to do to make you melt beneath him, that he’s well aware that despite his questionable actions, he knows you won’t get up and leave.

“Mmm hmm,” you stammer clumsily, his fingers lighting up your skin as every tiny hair stands at attention, waiting for him to touch more of you.

“I didn’t mean to alarm you.” He removes his hand from your face and takes the first sip of his cocktail, the stoic confidence radiating off of him like a man who's done no wrong.

“I do appreciate it, I really do, more than you know.” You admit, barely able to find your words as he holds you in his gaze. You struggle to express out loud what you’re thinking right now, how you’re feeling as a haunting sense of unworthiness creeps over you, inch by inch like an insidious gray cloud. You’d know it anywhere by now, for it’s the same one that’s followed you around for the majority of your adult life. “It’s just that one’s ever done anything like that for me before. I guess I’m just… not used to it.”

“Then every man before me has been a fool.” He lets his hand rest on top of yours, his fingers slowly slipping into the spaces between them before gently flipping it over, exposing your wrist. He takes another long draught of his whiskey before tracing little designs into your palm with his fingertips, exciting every neuron on your skin before moving up to your wrist, brushing against your pulse. “I’m sure that isn’t what you came to this city to find, now is it, little Lotte? A life that you’re ‘used to’?”

“No.” You confess almost immediately, feeling yourself sinking down deeper into his chasm of madness as you attempt to pick your jaw up off the floor.

“Then keep the book.”

[dizzydancingdreamer]

I have decided to start a series: Dizzy’s kinda drunk headcannons. I will not be editing these. Any errors are part of the experience :)

Installment one will be: Finn Mikaelson 

Here we gooooo

I feel like he gives the best cuddles

Maybe it’s because he’s kind of a sad boy but also like a daddy 

but i feel like he would pull his baby onto his lap and then like just wrap himself around her like a koala

he smells like vanilla and black tea

partly because he lets Bekah give him spa nights and use face masks that she picked up during her travles in Europe

speaking of which he loves europe 

I feel like he loves Brittian especially and like anywhere with rolling hills, the countryside is definitely his vibe 

But also-- bear with me-- the England part of Epcot

This man for sure loves disney

like so fucking much

full dad mode at disney

He wears a fannypack and it’s canon

His favourite thing is meeting the characters, especially the ogs like Mickey and Minnie

Goofy and Pluto are his favoutie because they give the best hugs 

He collects signatures and has like at least seven books full of them 

his favourite resort is the grand floridian 

he’s a boujie bitch and we all know it 

he naps by the pool and drinks things with so much sugar in then that he could give Kol a run for his money

He could spend hours in a hot tub and Elijah literally has to drag his ass out because people start gettins suspicious about how the hell he can spend so long in them without passing out 

on that note this man lives for bubble baths 

especially bubble baths with his baby

Beks for sure buys him the most expensive bubble bath soaps from Paris whenever she goes and they smell like oranges and vanilla or roses or juniper

Sometimes he goes with her and they go to all the cute little cafes and eat macaroons and drink so much coffee and just love life for a little bit

He likes the pistachio macaroons the best but will go for the raspberry ones if there are none left

This has been drunk headcannons with Dizzy :)