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My Darling Blood Bag

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

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“I’m never going to finish if you keep distracting me.” For the last ten minutes Kol has been kissing all over your neck. Continuously distracting you from your homework. 

“I can’t help myself darling, you’ve been focusing on that stupid piece of paper all evening. Im beginning to feel neglected”, he tilts your head towards him placing a deep kiss on your lips. Though before you can get too lost in the kiss you push him away.

“If I get a bad grade on this stupid piece of paper my mom will kill me” Kol dramatically sighs, turning your chair around so he can face you. 

“I’ll compel you an A”, now that was an enticing offer. You’ve been working on this assignment for the last hour and a half, and have barely made a dent in it. It’s also due tomorrow so that was just making you more anxious. So you could either continue to struggle trying to finish or you could pay attention to your charming boyfriend. The choice is obvious

Your assignment is long forgotten as Kol tosses you on the bed, a large smirk on his face. “Finally now you’re all mine” he nuzzles his head into your neck, placing soft kisses against your neck. The soft kisses turn harsher before he finally sinks his teeth into your skin. 

This was Kol's favourite activity… well second favourite. He’s constantly telling you that your blood is the sweetest thing he has ever tasted, and you have no complaints. You absolutely love the feel of Kol drinking your blood. The soft feel of his lips on your neck combined with the pain of his teeth sinking into your neck, it’s just so intimate. You never get enough of the feeling.  

“Noo, not yet” You whine when he pulls away, grabbing at his shirt trying to pull him back. 

He chuckles his hand wrapping around your throat to push you against the bed. “Darling, do you want me to drain you dry?” his teasing tone makes you pout. Kol was always playing with you, it’s something you both love and hate about him. “Aww don’t pout, my little blood bag” You roll your eyes at the nickname though instead of commenting you pull Kol in for a kiss, one he’s all too happy to accept.

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Petrova

summary - games were always katherine’s intentions, and as the prized possession and girlfriend of her nemesis and doppelgänger elena gilbert, she just had to have you (2.7k)

warnings - 18+ smut minors dni, fingering, cheating, swearing, slight degradation, mentions of katherine’s past

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There was one that hated your girlfriend with a deadly intent; her name was Katherine Pierce, she was a destructive vampire, who had taken much a toll on people's lives. It was her life goal to make people sufficiently miserable, for she felt the same, she had been chased for her bloodline for hundreds of years by one of the most powerful families. Her ignited hatred was directed towards Elena Gilbert, the woman that you were dating. Elena was a spark of joy in the darkness that often gloomed over Mystic Falls, she was a symbol of eternal mortality that often had your body intertwined in comfort, however there was something in regard to Katerina Petrova that made your heart rapidly beat, and your palms grow sweaty. They shared the same appearance so perhaps that could have been why you were so drawn to her, but you knew that wasn't it all alone; the aura that she carried was addictive like a drug, it was understandable how both Salvatore brothers had fallen for the promiscuous vampire, claiming to love her at times. And whilst your feelings were not that strong towards the strong immortal, lust encased you each and every time that you thought of her, even if you were in the company of your own girlfriend, of whom you were currently with.

Her locks were straight as she combed her hands through the brunette strands, she was seated by the window in her bedroom, a familiar book beholden in between her fingers as she scrawled on the pages with ink that dispersed from the black pen that she was using. Her journal. It was filled with many secrets and first hand experiences of the dangerous encounters that she faced, and most people would be driven by the darkness inside of their souls to look inside, but you were not, you assumed it was because when it boiled down to it you had your own secrets that you had no intentions to share with Elena, and that you understood that on a personal note that there were some things that people preferred to keep private. And thus, you respected the space that she needed to release her thoughts as you lay on her bed, removing your gaze so that it was aimed up at the ceiling, and allowed your mind to drift away to your own secrets. It went back to Katherine, as though she were a sickness that you just couldn't shake, and that was a rather accurate way to describe it. Admittedly you felt quite an arise of guilt as you were splayed upon your partner's bed thinking of another woman, it wasn't right nor fair.

A part of you wished that you could tell Elena the truth about how you felt, you loved her and you had no goals to hurt her in the way that expressing your dark attraction towards her doppelganger would do. She continuously compared herself to her vampire counterpart, and you didn't need to make her feel any more insecure about their relation and indifferent outer appearances than she already did, and so you sat up, dragging your eyes over to Elena again. The way that she was so invested and lost in recounting her experience was beautiful, it was as though everything, but her body had abandoned this timeline, and that she was becoming a part of the past all over again. It caused a content smile to appear on your face; she was all that you needed, and thus you stood from the bed and began to walk towards her, catching her attention. Her opal brown eyes focused on you, lifting up from the paper she had scribbled upon as she put it on the side beside her. "It's getting rather late, I think I should head out." You told her to which she stood, enclosing the space between the pair of you, unaware of why you were really leaving. The guilt was still eating away at you, and until you awoke in the morning, it would remain there, tomorrow was going to be a fresh start, you planned not to think about Katherine whatsoever.

A small crush never hurt anybody, but this was deeper than that, and would be to Elena also. The best thing to do would be shake all remnants of emotion out of the truth, and prioritise the relationship that you were currently in. Elena wound her arms around your neck, pressing your bodies closer together, and if it were in her fashion you were sure she would have pouted, but that was definitely more of a Katherine thing. "Okay." She spoke with a smile, not suspicious in the slightest which was a major relief. "I'll miss you, and I'll see you tomorrow morning at cheer practice." To put an all-consuming finale to her words, she conjoined your lips, and that was how Katerina Petrova left your mind and was diverted elsewhere in your brain. Your hand weaved into the back of her perfectly styled hair, inherently pulling her closer to rouse more passion into the kiss, ensuring that she knew that you loved her although the pair of you hadn't said those words yet. It wasn't that you didn't feel anything for her, but you forbade yourself from saying such a meaningful sentiment until she was the only one that made your stomach churn and your heart coil from impact of ravenous beats.

Finally, the pair of you split apart, your lips dragging along one another's one last time until that was it. "Bye babe." Your fingers caressed her arm as you retraced your steps out from her room, descending down the stairs and out of the house, to where you saw Jeremy talking to Alaric by his truck. You sent them a wave on your way off the drive as you walked through the streets of Mystic Falls all by your lonesome; it'd have been a stupid thing for just anyone to do, however you knew of the dangers that lurked when the sun set, and to be accurate whilst it was still in the sky. Vampires had the tactical advantage of daylight rings which therefore allowed them to perform their stalking of prey whenever they wished, and they would not disintegrate to ash for it. There was a feeling tugging at your gut when you got closer to your home that you were being followed, you whipped your head around but to no avail saw anything. Either it was all in your head or whatever had an idea to pick you up for dinner knew what they were doing, you had a suspicion of the latter and thus picked up your pace, wanting to get inside to avoid a run in with a bloodsucker.

However you should have known that it would have realised that you had caught onto its almost invisible advances, and one you were about to head down the last turning to reach your home, a hand grabbed you, tugging you into the area between two houses. A tired sigh fell from your lips; you'd recognise that intoxicating perfume any day, you'd spent hours trying to get this particular vampire out of your head and when you had finally managed to do so, she chooses to track you down. "What do you want Katherine?" The brunette cocked her head at you, snickering lightly at your question, as though she were amused by interlocking two brothers to be in love with her, which she had done before. And now you were her target, she would strip you down to your very core until you were a withering servant to her heart, and make you forget all about her doppelganger. She was far more interesting anyways, and exciting and could show you far more than the small town girl that you had committed yourself to.

But you loved Elena, she was the one that you knew logically you could have a future with, rather than being on the run with for the rest of your sorry life. "I thought it was obvious," she carried a sprawled and prideful smile upon her features, as her chocolate eyes probed at you for a selfish purpose, and you felt adequately drawn into her sultry trap. And the worst thing was, you couldn't find it in yourself to be swallowing guilt, she had captured you and intermingled your essence into her deviousness, even after all of the horrid games that she had played. You should of resented everything of her entire being, considering her satire feud against your partner and friends, however her very personality beneath her traumatic past made you evoke pity for the woman.

Sighing heavily, you kept your eyes fixed, forcing them not to roll at the suspension that she purposely left you with. "You aren't getting anything from me Katherine, so knock off the act. Leave me and Elena alone, maybe occupy yourself with Damon and Stefan as you once had; you've already ruined their lives, so allow the rest of us to get on with our own." But despite your words, that wasn't what you'd ever admit that you wanted, you loved the adrenaline that you experienced when you were in her resented company, it was dangerous and exciting, and you hated that you felt addicted to it - to her. She cocked a fragrant smile once again, her irises illuminating with deviancy, which was nothing estranged from Katherine's usual self.

"I don't care about little, precious Elena," she blankly and openly stated, daring to inch closer to your personal space which you had previously accounted to be forbidden. "However I am quite enamoured with you, perhaps you'd enjoy 'spending time' with somebody who is more exhilarating than Elena." Katherine Pierce was a confident woman, and she enjoyed putting Elena in where she thought to be her place, however you couldn't cave without a dire purpose, you did love Elena... but the sweet pungency of her perfume hit your nostrils, making your brain delirious and no doubt your actions swayed by her vixen like seduction. "Come on y/n/n, live a little. I'd be pleased to be her upgraded replacement, after all, I always get what I want."

"And you want me?" You pretended to sound astounded, an aghast facade of shock exhibiting across your face as your brows drew wearingly together. But you weren't nervous about Katherine's actions, you wanted to have control over your own, to be stubborn against her effective persuasion. Too many had fallen victim to her cunning sexual appeal, and whilst you couldn't fault them to the magnetising tug that she pulled them in with as you were conditioned with the same plague, you couldn't do that out of not only the respect that you held towards those you cared for, but yourself as well. But your body fought aggressively against your rationalising mind, desiring to be dangerously closer to the immortal woman before you.

"I haven't been vacant about that fact," she once again moved closer, her face directly before yours, "and I can't blame myself. I've always loved the chase after a beautiful woman, but the time is up and the game is finally over, because Elena or no Elena, I will take what I want, just like she did with the Salvatores." She was using the mention of Damon and Stefan to bait you, you remembered watching them pine after your girlfriend and it awoke a fuse within your human soul. Jealousy, you shared the feeling of which the vampire in your eye line held for your relationship with her soft natured doppelgänger, and it brewed a heavy weight in your chest. She had you exactly where she had intended, and she took it as her vast opportunity to whisk her face significantly closer, brushing her poisonous lips against your own.

"Then prove it Katherine." The sin washed over you, and before you knew it your body was against the uncomfortable brick wall behind you, her mouth practically devouring your own. And you hated to pursue such a cheat, but Katherine always had a point, no matter how cruel and satire it was to be. Your heart patted in your vulnerable body like a blood induced marathon, and the monster in disguise could hear every beat, and it only aroused her slyness farther. It would be sensible and a control of your morals to stop kissing her, but the way her hands massaged your hips had you squirming in conjunction to pressing your thighs together that were trapped from a sexual relief.

It was her intention to prove everything to you, and your muse of a body, she could sense through all of her versatile abilities that she was driving you stirringly insane. "I told you I get exactly what I want." She hissed from the barricade of your clashing teeth, her hands creeping inwards and creeping up to the button of your jeans, expertly zipping down its metallic fly. You were already wet, and although she knew already knew due to her stern direction of scent, it held no comparison to feeling your wetness drizzle wantonly down her fingers that had discovered the inside of your underwear.

She twirled her experienced digits around your folds, before drifting upwards to your sensitive clit, that yearned for attention every time that the enemy that shared an appearance with your girlfriend was near. "Fuck." You whimpered, throwing your head back and resting it on the neighbourhood architecture, pouting when she decided to neglect your rosey bud of pleasure, however she had no discern to uphold the desperate contact that she shared with you. Instead she travelled further between your spasming thighs, drifting the length of her finger through your wet entrance, and it easily glided inside.

"I doubt Elena has ever had you like this, holding pretty tears in your eyes." She taunted you, smirking wickedly when she added another within your walls, picking up the pace in which she fucked you with them. You wanted to bite back, yell or scream a phrase of argument, but your current predicament proved otherwise. You grew closer to the overwhelming edge, your head growing delirious, and you realised that you had never been pushed towards an orgasm so fast in such little time. "Cum for me y/n, you know you want to." It was impossible to do anything but obey the dominant brunette, and thus you followed suit of her words, your cunt clenching tightly around her two fingers as you reached your blissful landing upon your orgasm.

A few minutes passed before she retracted her fingers from within you, your mind continuing to be hazy for a long and silent moment, and you missed witnessing Katherine feeding herself from your juices that had spilled over her fingers. As you opened your eyes despite the dreary wash of endorphins that stunned your mind, reality came crashing down, and you ushered a distance from Katerina Petrova, your hands grasping at the realisation that appeared to be in your hair follicles. "Shit! Elena..." You were a cheater, as bad as Katherine back when she toyed with the brothers that had been poised as her puppets, and you had fallen as her prey.

"It's okay, it can be our little secret. And so can next time." She agonisingly attempted to comfort you, reaching her hand up to grab at your face, however this time you didn't hesitate to slap it away, overcome with guilt that should have stopped you from swaying along with her ploy of getting in your pants, and intently your heart. "No." You ushered back at her, imposing a state of redress upon yourself as you recoiled with disgust at yourself. "It shouldn't have happened, and it won't ever happen again." But the traitorous villain before you had the feeling that you were telling a lie, as she had told many in the span of over 500 long and disturbed years whilst she ran away from those that wished to hunt her. They were bigger predators, Originals, but you were merely a human, and the target of a spiteful vampire that would take everything she wanted.

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can you make headcanons about yandere elijah mikaelson x fem human reader

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warnings: mention of death and manipulation

parings Elijah Mikaelson x reader

↳ Elijah is very overprotective and possessive. Sometimes it might be overwhelming for you considering he has to know where you are and who you’re with all the time.

↳ Much like his brother, he wants you to depend on him for everything. He’ll even go as far to isolate you from you friends and family to make sure his number one in your life. He’ll spoil you with everything your heart desires if you say so.

↳ He enjoys sitting on his lap as he plays with your hair whispering comforting words as you cry about not being able to see your loved ones as much as you want

↳ Elijah also loves reading books to you until you fall asleep in his arms, he spends hours just watching you sleep, and listening to your heartbeat like it’s music

↳ Even though you have limited freedom, Elijah likes to travel all over the world with you. You’ll express wanting to visit Paris one time and the next day he has a private jet waiting for the two of you

↳ On the rare times he does allow you to go out without him expect two to three vampires following behind, reporting back to Elijah about everything. Once some guy was bold enough to approach you asking to go in a date which you rejected yet that didn’t stop the vampires from telling Elijah. The next day you so happened to see the guy’s death being reported.

↳ Elijah will never kill anyone in front of you since he concerned that you’ll fear him

↳ If there is a time where you try to defy Elijah, he’ll gladly put out a quick stop you defiance. He’s not above punishing.

↳ He will feed on you, and if you deny he’ll try to convince you until you say yes. Yet, He knows not to push your limit when drinking your blood.

↳ You basically don’t have any privacy anymore considering Elijah is conjoined to your hip. He’ll always be lurking around wherever your at. Your his true love and he’ll stop at nothing to make sure your safe and only want him.

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decorating the tree (kol mikaelson x f!reader) {ficmas day 5}

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 5 of ficmas!

warnings: kind of angsty, mostly fluffy, a little steamy. but most importantly, festive.

a/n: i got a little carried away with this one. kol is just my baby boy. also the formatting is horrendous because tumblr was being a little bitch.

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The holidays could be the most bittersweet time of the year. Observing everyone with their friends and families without having your own was lonely and often damaging. You usually could go home for the holidays, see your loved ones, or sleep in at your childhood home, but not this year. This year, because of all the shit happening in the French Quarter, you were forced to be alone.

You hated every second of it.

But, being the go-getter you were, you decided to make the most of it. And you involved the Mikaelsons in this scheme (they were part of the reason you were stuck in this mess anyway).

You had dragged Kol with you to get a Christmas tree. More like, Rebekah had convinced him to go with you. You harbored a massive crush on the original vampire, and Bex, your newest friend, was fully aware of it. It’s why she engineered him to spend more time with you. He helped drag the tree to your tiny apartment and lounged on your couch like a cat as you finished setting it up and dragging out your holiday ornaments.

“Should I go for a color scheme or just hang up whatever?” You asked Kol, holding up a box of white and gold ornaments. He was posed on your couch like a Greek statue, hand thrown over his eyes and legs sprawled out like he couldn’t give a damn. He opened one eye to look at your ornaments. You held up your box of random accouterments, including an abominable snowman and a glittery baguette ornament.

“I like the random ones,” Kol mumbled, laying his head back and letting out a sigh like the world was oh so cruel.

“Am I boring you?” You chastised, a frown marring your features.

“Darling, you could never bore me,” Kol coos. “I just find this to be obtuse.”

“What about it is obtuse?”

“When will you get to enjoy all of this?” Kol finally sat up, gesturing to your apartment. “With everything going on…you’d be lucky to have a Christmas.”

You deflated at his words, clutching your box of ornaments between your hands. Kol was right, but you loathed it. You wanted to just have a holiday, that was all.

He took notice of your somber mood and got off the couch to crouch in front of you.

“Don’t worry, Y/N,” he sighed, picking up an ornament and hanging it on the tree. “Maybe I’ll be wrong.”

He wasn’t entirely wrong; you wanted to hate him for that. But you never could, not really. You spent your whole life feeling like you were holding your breath, but it was like you could actually breathe with him. He made you smile and also frustrated you to no end. Kol saved your life once, and you wondered there and then if it was physically possible to give him your heart. You never figured that part out.Later that week, you were at the Mikaelson compound preparing for a war meeting slash holiday dinner. Dinner was your idea, and Elijah backed you up. Some poor soul they compelled was likely making you food as you sat on Rebekah’s bed, flipping through a book.

“Did you ever have any holiday traditions?” You asked the blond, not looking up as you spoke. You could hear her rifling around at her vanity when she turned to you.

“Bonfire,” Bex answered. “We’d write our wishes and throw them in the fire.”

“We should do that!” You exclaimed, looking up at her. She chuckled at your excitement, even as a melancholy look crossed her features.

“What would you wish for?”

Rebekah took a beat.

“My family, together, at peace,” she said softly, looking down. You repositioned yourself to sit at the end of the bed, looking at her sadly.

“I won’t leave you, you know,” you murmured. “Even if I should’ve hit the hills a while ago.”

“I know that, dove,” Rebekah sighed. “You’re as much a part of this family as I am. I’m…grateful for that.” She tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, and you were hit by the realization that she was just a girl in a woman’s body. “Because you’re my family, I know exactly what you’d wish for.”

“Oh?” You lifted a brow at that.

“For someone to meet you under the mistletoe,” Rebekah teased, getting up from her chair and tackling you down on the bed in a fit of giggles.

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” you gasped between laughter.

“Oh dear, Y/N, if only you could acknowledge how much he cares,” Rebekah sighed, and you poked her on the nose before rolling out of her reach.

“Don’t tell lies, Bex, it’s cruel,” you chastised.

“Is my darling sister being a vixen again?” Kol called from the doorway, catching both you and Rebekah’s attention. He leaned up against the door, arms crossed and a smirk on his face. You felt your heart rate pick up as you took him in.

“What do you want?” Rebekah inquired, looking bored.

“Dinner is ready; I came to fetch you,” Kol smirked, giving you a wink that sent your heart spiraling from the stratosphere. Rebekah grumbled and got up, pushing past you and out the door. You moved to follow, but Kol grabbed your arm, pulling you back towards him.

“Kol,” you breathed, looking up at him in question.

“Do I scare you?” He asked, peering at you. “What?”

“Or is it nerves?” He traced his thumb over the vein on your inner arm, and you could swear he was listening to how your heart thumped. “What makes your heart jump every time I come around?”

“I get startled,” you stutter, ignoring the look in his eyes at your lie. Kol hummed, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as his fingers traced your face.

“You know what I loathe about you?” Kol whispered. “You smell too sweet to resist…”

You wondered what would happen if you dared to kiss him right then, but the timing was never your forte, and you were interrupted by Rebekah yelling at the two of you to hurry up. You pulled yourself away, holding your breath, hoping to calm down as you descended the stairs. You could feel Kol following behind you.

Dinner was extravagant, as most things in the household were. You gored on rotisserie chicken and baked brie, letting the flavors coat your tongue. Elijah and Klaus bickered back and forth about a course of action with fighting the witches (they wanted Hope, of course). You could have been more helpful in these discussions anyway. Frankly, you weren’t sure why they kept you around. Maybe one day you’ll find out.

Dinner was interrupted by an explosion.

You felt yourself fly back, hitting the floor in the dust. The enemies had effectively retaliated, and the Mikaelsons fought back perfectly with tooth and claw. You brought yourself to a standing position, coming eye to eye with a witch who looked at you like you were a pawn on a chessboard. You sucker-punched her before she could make a move.

The Mikaelsons dealt with the threat in record time, and when the dust on their battlefield had settled, the arguments started. First, Klaus ranted about how they should’ve been more prepared, and then Elijah tried to explain how they made logical choices up to this point. Rebekah would occasionally butt in.

You just stood there hearing the noise build up in your head. You had the vague sense that you were bleeding, but you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. Someone came up next to you, and you turned to see it was Kol. He said something that you didn’t hear before biting his wrist and holding it up to you. You tentatively took it, letting his blood coat your throat before pulling away. The ringing stopped, and you felt your body stabilize.

The pressure from the family screaming match didn’t go away, though. Someone yelled, “Stop,” and everyone turned to look at you. You almost didn’t recognize your own voice breaking the chaos.

“Just stop,” you pleaded. You looked at each sibling, forcing them to really see you. “It’s the fucking holidays…why is there always fighting? Why are you always fighting?” Your voice broke. “You have each other, and you care so much even when you pretend you don’t, and you’re always fighting.”

“I would do anything to have my family right now, but I don’t, and it kills me,” you choked. “You guys have each other, and what do you do? Nothing. Nothing at all.”

You don’t know why you broke, but you did. Being alone during your favorite season hurt you way more than you let on. It felt like looking from outside your body as you walked out of the compound on the way home. You entered your apartment silently, flipping on the lights to absolute silence.

You took a shower and went out in pjs, bundling yourself up in front of your fireplace. It was one of the amenities that sold you on the apartment. You wrote out your wishes on a piece of paper, folding them into paper cranes (for the sake of being dramatic) and tossing them in the fire. You sniffled, hugging your knees to your chest and weeping. You missed home and your family. You felt terribly alone.

On your paper cranes, you wrote for your family, for being surrounded by loved ones during the holidays, and Kol liking you back. Simple, trivial wishes, but ones you had nonetheless. You debated calling it an early night when you heard a knock on your door.

You got up slowly to open it, recoiling in shock when Kol bounds in with Klaus following behind him. Both are wearing Santa hats.

“Mother of God—“ you curse, watching as Kol drops boxes of decorations on your couch and Klaus makes a beeline for your kitchen. “What are you doing here?”

“Celebrating Christmas,” Klaus says, pouring himself a drink (somehow finding your alcohol).

“What?”

“Elijah and Bex will be here shortly,” Kol chimes, taking out some lights and struggling to detangle them. You walk over to help him. As Kol says, Elijah and Rebekah come with more decor than you can handle and even some presents. Elijah gives you the early gift of a record player, a sleek Audio-Technica he sets up in the corner. He puts on a Christmas record and lets Elvis Presley’s “Blue Christmas” sound fill the space. Rebekah decides your apartment should be rearranged and goes to work pushing the furniture into their new places, making Klaus help her. You join Kol in decorating the tree. This mainly includes you redoing what he’s done since he’s absolutely dreadful at it. He pretends like he doesn’t notice you do it.

“This one reminds me of you,” Kol says, holding up a bright red apple ornament. It’s lightly dusted in glitter.

“Why? Because I’m the apple of your eye?” You jest, earning a slight chuckle.

“In Jewish tradition, the apple symbolized strength and hope for prosperity,” Kol explains. “In Wicca, it’s a powerful tool for protection. Much like you.”

You don’t have anything to respond to that, as Kol places the apple in the perfect place. You don’t move to rearrange it, it’s already in its home. You blush under Kol’s gaze and go back to decorating.

Rebekah claps her hands to capture everyone’s attention.

“Family photo time!” She announces, brandishing a camera she must’ve found stashed in one of your drawers. Klaus groans, and she swats him. You all gather in front of the tree. Elijah holds the camera with Klaus behind him, Kol, you, and Rebekah. Rebekah wraps an arm around your middle and props her head on your shoulder as you lean into Kol to fit better in the frame. Kol puts an arm around your shoulders and rests his head against yours.

“Smile,” Elijah says, taking the photo. You all gather around the screen, and you can’t help but smile at how well it turned out.

“You have a future in photography,” you chuckle, nudging Elijah. He rolls his eyes.

“No, thank you.”

Klaus pours everyone some champagne (again, where he was finding your alcohol is a mystery). You see the star at your tree's top and struggle to fit it on. Grabbing a chair, you nervously climb atop it.

“Here, let me help,” Kol says, grabbing your waist for support as you get on your tip toes and fit on the star. He holds you as you step off the chair, finding yourself in his arms. “Can we go somewhere quiet?” He asks, a hint of a tremble in his voice.

You gesture towards the bathroom, a place that’s already too noisy because of your rocky heater. He walks ahead of you, and you close the door behind him. You watch as Kol takes in the checkered floors, blue wallpaper, and clawfoot bathtub.

“Darling, this place is horrendous,” Kol states, and you laugh. “It works.” “It’s terrible.” “Not all of us are made of money,” you cross your arms, leaning against the counter.

“I have to get you a new place purely so I don’t have to look at this one,” Kol runs a hand through his hair, another hand on his hip. He looks ridiculous, and it makes you love him even more.

“What did you need the privacy for?” You ask.

“I have a gift for you,” Kol rifles through his pocket, pulling out a small red box. Your breath catches as he hands it to you. You open the box with trembling fingers to find a necklace inside. It’s simple, with a pendant of a moon eclipsing the sun. Your fingers trace with the charm with a delicacy reserved for beautiful things. “I saw it and thought of you.”

“I don’t know what to say…” “Say you’ll let me take you on a date.”

Your head shoots up, and you look at Kol with wide eyes. For once, his expression isn’t one of a cocky vampire, but rather a nervous boy. “What?”

“I figured it out,” Kol starts, stepping closer to you and cornering you by the door. “Why your heart beat so fast around me…why Rebekah is always asking me to do things with you…why you look at me when you think I don’t notice.” Kol looks down at you, forcing you to look up to meet his gaze. “You like me.”

“I—“ “It’s alright, I like you too. A lot. More than anyone in the past centuries,” Kol whispers. You wonder if maybe that wish you threw in the fire possesses real magic as you see your dreams coming true.

“Okay.” “Okay?”

“You can take me on a date,” you answer, feeling your breath shaky as Kol steps closer.

“Can I call you my girlfriend?” He trails his fingers across your jaw, chin, and lips. Your body is on fire.

“You can call me your girlfriend,” you whimper as his nose brushes yours.

“Can I kiss you?” He lets his breath fan your face, and you can barely let out an affirmative before you grab him by the collar and drag his lips to yours. One of his hands boxes your head against the wall as the other holds your hip, pulling you closer. Your hands tangle in his hair, and you hear him let out a small groan at the action. You let him take control because you’re barely holding on with the way he kisses and touches you. You’re afraid you might break apart if he lets go, and you can barely hold in your gasp as his fingers brush under your shirt.

You would let him take you right there, and then if not for Rebekah knocking on the door.

“Stop snogging and finish the tree!” She yells, earning a growl from Kol as you hear her walk away cackling. He turns back to you, pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips as he looks at you with eyes the color of the night sky.

“How does 8pm tomorrow sound?” “Sounds like a date.”

[iluvmegantheestallion]

Y'all idk I be having such good ass ideas but I had this idea of a stranger things x vampire diaries, like isk basically the reader is vampire and is like over 190 years old she had a love connection with the salvatore brothers but you know they ended up dying so the reader moves on with her life ends up in hawkins Indiana and just staying there but let's jut say hawkins isn't as normal than mystic falls. If someone out there is willing to write this for me, I will love you till the end of time.

Love interests: Stefan, damon, steve

background: the reader was turned to a vampire by Katherine since Katherine was running from Klaus and ended up meeting you when she first came and lived with the Salvatore boarding house, Stefan and damon don't know that you were a vampire when you revealed later on, stefan and damon die which was devastating to you so you ended up leaving as you moved on for the past centuries, now it's the 80s you've been a vampire all your life and you move to hawkins Indiana for a fresh start. All eyes were all on you you ended up being popular, Steve Harrington has taken a liking to you, but suddenly ghost from the past happens when Stefan and damon found you, but it's not the best since something strange is going on down hawkins Indiana.

[aloneatpeace]

Cosmic Chaos

Chapter 21

Stiles gets out of his jeep and speed walks towards you “hopefully your filed trip ended because we got a lot to catch up.” He doesn’t wait for you to say anything taking your hands in his he starts to pull towards his jeep.

“Stiles wait!”

 Sam and dean also straighten up “yeah hold your horses buddy.” Dean says

Stiles turn to them with a lost look on his face “sorry, we have really really urgent matters to discuss.”

You sigh grabbing on to his arms halting him his place “Stiles they know.” stiles head whips towards you he leans towards you his forehead touching yours as he whispers.

“What you mean, like know what we know, are we talking about the same thing.” Stile’s frown “how did you get that?” he points at the dried blood and now freshly formed scar on forehead of yours.

You lift your point finger and lightly pushes stiles face away from yours “yeah, they’re hunters. I’m fine it’s nothing.”

Stiles nod in understanding before exploding with loud yell that make you and the Winchester brothers to wince at the loudness of his voice, stiles arms wrap around yours and inches away from the brothers his eyes trained on the brothers with a glare that made the eldest Winchester to sigh in annoyance. “What do you want her?”

“Stiles, they are good one, grams introduced me to them, we even went to wendigo hunt.” You speak up breaking away from his grip. Though stiles still have his hands on you.

 “What?”

“Yeah, we killed the wendigo you don’t have to worry about that.” sam says with hoping to calm your friend.

Stiles eyes sparkled a smile break into his face he pushes you away “There is dead body here, a wendigos dead body.!”

Sam and dean glance at each other the sudden shift of mood of the male in front of them maybe be sam shouldn’t have mentioned that.

“that’s so sick, can I see?” stiles turn to you “why didn’t you bring we with you. wait do they know about your?” stiles vigorously motion his hands.

 “No, stiles, yes, they know about me. And behave new people remember.” Your shoulders slumping stiles nod before turning.

“Hi, I’m stiles her best friend” he eagerly smiles at Winchester brothers his hands out to shake it sam and dean shake stiles hands warily, introducing themselves respectively.

Sam and dean nod “if you need anything just give us a call” the oldest Winchester says “Your grams have our number.” The younger Winchester added.

“Now that you guys know, who the alpha is be more cautious” Sam suggested taking his hands out of his pockets.

"I will, you guys are professionals. We could use your help."

“Yeah, I’ll text too.” Stiles said.Dean close his eyes “please don’t” he mutters.

“How much do you know about supernatural creatures?” stiles continue.

“They know more than we know stiles, it’s their family business.”

 Stiles mouth forms into ‘o’ shape “like the Argents.?”

Dean shrug “Kind of but it just the two few of us and we know how to hunt almost everything.”

“That’s amazing” stiles had wide smile on his face and his eyes shining.

“I can see why the two of you are best friends” dean whispers under his breath in amusement. 

“We should get going now, stiles?”

Stile’s nod “Yeah, we need to get to scott fill him in on everything.”

“It was nice meeting you two, you both are amazing.” You smiled glancing back and forth between the Winchester brothers.

Dean grin at you “glad you think so sweetheart, wouldn’t want a pretty girl to think badly about me” he dismisses Sam’s bitch face.

“You’re shameless, dean Winchester” you tease nudging his side.

“I think I’m adorable” he quickly recounter smiling when he sees you smile as well “all jokes aside call us when you need us.”  He adds.

You nod and turns to sam “Are you guys going straight to the next hunt?”

Sam nod “We aren’t injured badly so I think we can take them down.” Dean nod at Sam’s words. An apathic look on your face has sam sigh “Don’t beat up your self for what happened back there.” opening his arms Sam smile at you before wrapping his arms around you leaning down to meet you. “Take care of yourself.”

He pulls away with squeeze “you too” you say after giving the brothers final glance you leave pulling stiles away towards the jeep.

Sam smile at you watching you and stiles leave while dean lean against his impala with content expression.

“that’s a cool car by the way” stiles yell making dean smirk in pride.

“Do you think derek’s going to be alright?” you ask as stiles starts the jeep

He shrugs “yeah no I don’t think we can get rid of him that easily.”

“Stiles.”

“fine”

You and stiles run through school hallway searching for scott on the way recounting about your encounter with a wendigo.

“So, the three of you get yeeted in air by that thing and you can heal people.” stiles theorized you hums in agreement. Stiles falls silent when danny comes out of boy’s locker room.

“Where did the two of you went?” he asks “you missed the game and you didn’t even come.” He said looking at you waiting for explanation.

Stiles roll his eyes “She had an appointment with her gynecologist, is scott in there.” He asked hurriedly.

“Don’t try to fool with her vagina, her ass scared to get go anywhere near a gynecologist after watching jane the virgin.” Danny remarked.

You gasp in horror at their banter.

“Is that what you two talk about all the time?” stiles blurred with a confused look on his face finding scott long forgotten. 

“Okey, what the fuck is wrong is you two. Don’t talk to me for two to four businesses days.” You roughly push stiles and danny away entering the locker room.

Scoot stands up from the bench with towel around his waist, he probably heard your conversation, sighing you sit down “Not a word” you say before scott can ask you is that where you really went.

 He nods before leaning towards you sniffing the air around you “I smell blood, gunpowder and cheeseburgers”   

You back away “dude put some clothes on before you do that” you point at his naked chest “Yeah, a lot happened.”

Stiles comes in and sit down next you “did you really mean that.”

“Yeah, now shush stiles.”

“Peter hale is the alpha” you said without waiting any minute scott eyes widen at the he turns towards you and stiles.

“What?”

Stile nod before nonchalantly adding “and derek might be actually dead right now?”

“Wait, what?”

Stiles side eyes at scott “say something other than what.”

“Ha? Wait... hold on does that mean.” Scott trails off.

You cross your legs over the other “yep, he killed his niece to become an alpha also in order to regain his strength from being half burned and now probably on his way collect his beta which you and kill us all.”

“This couldn’t get any worse.” Stiles remarked.

“You know me very well don’t you” a husky voice commented from the dark the and a shadow of comes into your vision scott strengthen up and stiles gulp recognizing the voice scotting closer towards you.

“I really don't get lacrosse... When I was in high school, we played basketball. There's a real sport. Still, I read somewhere that lacrosse comes from Native American tribes, and that they played it to resolve conflict. Do I have that right?” he takes the lacrosse stick looking over it. “Hmm... I have a little conflict of me own to resolve, Scott... But I need your help to do it.”

“I'm not helping you kill people.” scott firmly states stalking towards peter without a fear as you and stiles watch the exchange from behind scott.

“Well, I don't want to kill all of them-- just the responsible ones. And that doesn't have to include...”

“Allison.” With a sigh derek step out the dark he doesn’t glance at the two of you his eyes fixed on scott though he can feel your disappointed glance.

“Why is he alive?” stiles whisper into your ears making derek close his eyes but he doesn’t turn towards the both you. 

 Scott looked incredulously at derek “You're on his side? Are you forgetting the part where he killed your sister?”

“It was a mistake...” derek mumble making the three of you stands shellshocked how easily derek sided with peter dismissing the fact his sister killer. 

“What?” the three of you says in sync

“It happens...”

“Is he for real?” stiles mumble again.

Peter glance at two of you before turning to scott “Scott, I think you're getting the wrong impression of us. We just really want to help you reach your full potential.”

“By killing my friends?” he said scoffing at peter ridiculous reasoning 

“Not all of them” peter eyes fall on you making you tilt your head at him with watchful gaze on him stiles gulps holding on to your hands while scoot and derek throw suspicions glance at peter “Sometimes the people closest to you can be the ones holding you back the most.”

“If they're holding me back from becoming a psychotic nut-job like you, I'm okay with that.”

“Maybe... you could try and see things from my perspective...” peter lunch towards scott with his claws out you yell at scott moving towards him but derek grab on you.

“He just wants to show scott what happened to us.” Derek said holding the two of you back from getting hurt from peter or you interpreting peter he’s not sure.

Peter dug his claws into the back of scott’s neck, scott wither his legs gives out, you glare at derek “let go now” derek look down at you before he knows he’s getting thrown across the locker room.

The red glow swirl around in your palm scott grunt in pain peter sticking his claws deep into his skin “hands off”.

Derek grunt from where he’s thrown in and before he can stand peter joins him wincing in pain, his claws had retread back to normal.  “I forgot how painful it is.”

“Shut up”

 You crouch down next scott stiles joins beside you with worried eyes his hands shaking your hands get bloody when you cup his neck scott wince, a green glow emits around your palm and scott relax he blinks his tears away “you alright?” panting he nods at you.  

Stiles and you pull scott to sit up on the ground, peter and derek stands up walking towards the three of you.

Peter calls your name “I have no intention to hurt innocents, I was merely showing him what happened.”

“Oh really, then what about the Laura or the janitor. What did they do?” you taunted livid with his actions “and what about my friends that you’re planning to kill, how that you killing all argents is reasonable?”

Peter clench his jaw before compressing himself he crouches down your level and gives you a strained smile. “Did you know that they were humans were also burned to death in that fire, children they were innocents, and let me tell you the Argents are far from that. They are killers.”

“What happened to you two was wrong but that doesn’t give you pass to kill us. You already killed those who are part of it the whole Argent family is not the reason.” You argued stiles behind you tug your arms seeing how your words made both hales to look murderous.

“Didn’t Chris Argent threated to kill you, scott? didn’t he even shoot you one time.?” peter ponder looking at scoot who glare at him.

“Chris Argent is innocent it wasn’t him it- “you stop in midway, derek and peter caught your words as they look at you with narrowed eye.

The three-werewolf glance at the hallway, peter stands up “Seems like we have to cut this short.” He dusts himself off “you’re my beta scott like it or not we are bounded together.”

The three of sits on the ground “dude we are fucked.” Stiles mumbles

“Trust me…I know.”

The next morning you and lydia and Allison meet up at the grill, sipping on the beverages that you all ordered for yourself.

“So, Halloween party coming up do you guys have your costumes readied?” you ask putting down your ring.

“what’s the point I planned to do couple costume and jackson dumbed over text.” Lydia crosses her arms over chest.

 “Right.” you hum “did he actually do that? Why all of sudden though.”

“Jackson gone nuts. What else.”

“Don’t be sad, you can wear the sluttiest thing now look on the Brightside” you smirk at her shaking her hands she slowly breaks into a smile

“Jackson gonna wish he didn’t break up with me”

 “that’s the spirt and this is Allison first Halloween here. What are you going to be.?” You continue

Allison bites her lips “maybe huntress?” she shyly says.

“Any specific reasons why?” you fidget with your straw waiting for allison’s answer.

“Nothing really, my ancestors were hunters who hunted down beast like werewolf and stuff.” She answers.

“Then you can be witch.” Lydia said looking at you. “Since you know obvious reasons.”

 You shake your head “bonnie is the witch this year.” You take a sip of your drink “I’ll figure out something, you two should go together, make jackson and scott jealous or some shit.”

Allison tucks her hair behind her ears “jackson said he will go with for the party.” She admits “that is if you're okay with it” she glances at lydia.

 “Did he?” lydia did good job masking her anger with her false clam face but you sense her anger and sadness sweep out of her.”

“Uh-huh. Just as friends. But I just wanted to make sure you're okay with it, first.”

Lydia hesitantly nod “Sure. As long as it's just friends.

“Well, yeah. I mean, it's not like I would take him to the coach's office during lacrosse practice to make out with him or anything...” Allison said cooly that you almost choked on your drink.

Lydia sits anxiously unable to form words, you sigh at two “You know, you two should work out that, I’m gonna go.”

On cue your phone rings stiles Id showing you stands up “you know girls should stick together a girl friend is so better than million boyfriends I’m not saying you shouldn’t go out or anything, just stick together alright and call me if you guys need anything.”

You stand behind table and bring them into hug “You guys are too pretty for any of them” you press loud kiss on both of their cheeks before leaving.   

“So, what do we do with jackson??” stiles ask from the drivers seat the three of had been following jackson for good minute.

“Well, since he wants the bite and he already threatened scott to get him bite he’s not going to listen to us.” You say sitting between scott and stiles.

“I say we let get bite and be haunted by the Argents.” Stiles offers frowning when you raise your eyebrow at him “what it’s not like I’m gonna miss him or something.”

“We will talk to him first, there is nothings else we can do to change his mind, we are lucky jackson doesn’t knows about your powers.” Scott said with looking out the window.

“Scott you can’t save everyone.” You stated making scott glance at you the words seem to make him anxious. “If jackson goes to derek or peter, they will turn him and we can’t do nothing about it.”

Scott and stiles eyes nervously regard what you said “Well let’s hope, he doesn’t meet them.” stiles weakly offer with strained smile. 

Jackson gets out his car slamming it shut loudly in empty parking lot he doesn’t trust scott help him get a bite seems like he needs to find a way to get it himself with a sigh he leans against his car look at his watch he takes out his phone ready call tow truck.

 A black SUV pulls up in front of him and Chris Argent get out the driver seat with smile making jackson falter “Car trouble?”

“It's okay. I'm just gonna call a tow truck.” Jackson waves his phone nervously as Chris starts to gets gears to take look at Jackson’s car to see what caused the trouble. 

Chris smile at jackson opening the hood of the car “Oh, I know a few things about cars. Could be something simple.”

“I don't know... I mean, it's a pretty expensive car, and they pull all this warranty crap if you do your own repairs, right?”

Chris smirks at the boys attempts to get him leave him alone “Well, I won't tell if you won't.” Chris went to the back of the car “It's Jackson, right? Come here. I'll show you what to look for.” Jackson knowing there is no way to escape and not make him look more suspicious than he already does walks towards Chris hesitantly. When looking down Chirs sees Jackson’s scratch his back of his neck, he lowers Jackson’s collar to see it more clearly

“Oh, sorry!” Chris says when jackson gets startled by him

“What?” his voice came out Shakey

“Your neck. You hurt yourself?” Chris asks with frown on his lips catching jackson eyes nervously shifting avoiding looking at his eyes.

Jackson evasively says “No. I mean, it's just-just a scratch.”

“Well, it looks like more than a scratch. Kinda looks like claw marks.” Chris makes jackson look at with unblinking focused eye contact makes jackson more nervous “You all, right?”

“Yeah. Look, I'm just gonna call for a tow truck, okay?” jackson dismiss his words ready to dial the number and get away from Chris Argent.

“Is there any reason you're so reluctant to tell me what it was that did that?” Chris Argents friendly smile long gone the whole façade turning into that of serious one jackson grip on his phone tighten.

Just then a loud honk catches their attention when a blue jeep comes stopping in front of them stiles throw his hands out waving at jackson “What's up?”

“Is everything okay?” scott asks innocently

 you ask poking your head out and wave at Chris Argent he nods at you  

“Hey, Scott. Your friend here was just having car trouble. We're just taking a look.”

“There's a shop right down the street. I'm sure they have a tow truck.” Scott says as Chris Argent goes back to check the car again

“Yeah. You want a ride?” stiles asks but jackson hesitate considering his options. You push scott back lightly leaning towards to look at jackson.

“Come on in, jackson.” You nod at jackson looking at him in the eyes he nods back

“Hey, come on, Jackson-- you're way too pretty to be out here all by yourself.” Stiles lazily encourage him from the driver’s seat.

You motion him to come closer jackson compiles moving towards them just as Chris shut the hood “Hey, boys?” he comes to Jackson’s driver side and turns the key the car roar into life “Told you I knew a few things about cars.”

Scott had already got out of the car as Chris Argent makes way to his car you get out the car “Mr. Argent can you drop me off on your way, the boys said they wanna catch up on yesterday’s games.” You turn to them “isn’t that right guys.” You mouth them to say yes and they silently nod.

Chris Argent held your gaze with calculating look before nodding you bid your friends by good bye before getting in Chris Argent’s car.

Series masterlist

[xanderthelostboy]

Requests

Rules:

No female reader

No female characters

This is all gay shit

Seriously, I won’t be answering shit like ‘x fem!reader’ or anything

Might do FTM reader

No NSFW

I do poly!couples (from the same fandom)

I do angst, fluff, suggestive, headcannons, imagines, fics and such

Fandoms:

Metal Family (Dee, Glam)

Tokyo Ghoul (Uta, Nishio, Juuzou, Shuu, Ayato)

Twilight (Carlisle, Jasper, Aro, Caius, Marcus, Emmett, Alec)

Vampire Diaries (Damon, Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Finn)

Horror (Predator, Michael, Ghostface (Billy and Stu), Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Deacon Frost, Eric Draven, Leatherface, Pyramid Head, Hannibal, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out.

The Boys (Homelander, Black Noir, Lamplighter, The Deep)

Kingsman (Agent Whiskey)

Creepypasta (Jeff the Killer, BEN Drowned, EJ, LJ, Jason the Toymaker, Bloody Painter, Ticci Toby, Candy Pop, etc.) If the character you want isn’t there, you can always request and find out

Resident Evil (Heisenberg, Leon Kennedy)

Spider-Man (Hobie, Pavitr, Miguel)

Call of Duty (Ghost, König)

American Horror Story (James Patrick March, Kai Anderson, Tate Langdon, Dandy Mott)

Obey Me (Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Satan, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Leviathan, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos)

Helluva Boss (Moxxie, Blitzø, Stolas, Striker, Fizzaroli, Asmodeus)

Other: Le Chiffre, Howl Pendragon, Jonathan Crane, SCPs, Billy Hargrove, Sally Face…

If a specific character isn’t here, please feel free to ask but be aware that I may either not know the character or dislike writing for them!

[slut4megantheestallion]

Since I wrote that one Katherine Pierce Headcannons on here, I'm working on doing a damon one because I'm lowkey in the mood to write for tvd now, and I just want to make one for him, so do y'all want to read this?

[star-girl-05]

Mama I'm In Love With A Criminal

Kol Mikaelson x Reader

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Inspo~ Mama I'm in love with a criminal And this type of love isn't rational, it's physical Mama please don't cry, I will be alright All reason aside I just can't deny, I love the guy ~Britney Spears

You should have known he was too good to be true. He was the perfect boyfriend, handsome, funny, caring, and he had an accent -A BRITISH ACCENT. He was just too perfect, he had to have a flaw though it didn’t have to be such a big one. I mean you could get over the vampire thing if anything it was kinda a plus I mean everyone goes through a vampire phase. Even the fact he’s related to Klaus, wasn’t a complete deal breaker. No, what you couldn't get over is the fact he beat Jeremy up with a bat and nearly pummeled the boy to death. You can still remember the call you got from elena she was in tears begging you to come back to mystic falls. 

You had decided to go along with Jeremy when Elena sent him away just wanting to have a normal life with no drama. Though you unknowingly had fallen smack dab in the middle. 

You were packing up your room, desperate to get back home and comfort your friend. A knock on your door has you freezing. You were hoping it was anyone but Kol, you had no desire to see him. After that call with Elena you never even wanted to hear his name again. You felt like such a fool, you were just a pawn, a means to mess with Elena. 

“Darling would you open the door?”, you don’t move hoping that your silence will make him leave. “I suppose you heard about the Jeremy thing but it was nothing personal. Now open the door before I kick it in” you thought the threat over, eventually deciding to stand you don’t know how you would explain a kicked in door. 

You kept your face neutral as you opened the door, Kol on the other hand wore a smirk. “I do hope your not here to beat me with a bat”, in truth you should be scared but you just couldn’t bring yourself to be. No, you're already feeling too much to be scared of him. 

“Darling,” he reached out, going to stroke your cheek, you quickly dodge. It didn’t seem to upset him though. “Even when you're mad I find you completely irresistible.” You tried your best not to be affected by his words. Yet you still found your heart quickening, in your defense it was only a short while ago that this man was your boyfriend. It was only fitting that there was residual feelings even if you wished there weren't. “Let me make it up to you” he’s reaching for you once more, this time however he moves too fast for you to react. His lips smashing against yours in a heart aching kiss. 

“Kol” you mumble against his lips. Your arms rest on his chest your not sure if you wish to push him away or pull him closer. 

“I love it when you say my name” he groans as he moves his lips against your neck. You shouldn’t let this continue.

“Kol we shouldn’t-I shouldn’t” you finally managed to push him away. Or at least get him to stop kissing you. He still had you held close against her. 

“I don’t want this to get between us, I care for you shouldn’t that be all that matters?” His words gave you pause. You wish it was that easy but the ‘this’ he’s talking about is him beating up your friend's brother. You couldn’t just look past that. “If you can overlook your friends' actions towards my family, then why can’t you look over mine towards theirs?”. His question had you pausing. When he said it like that you realized just how hypocritical you had been. 

When it came to your friends you always excused their actions, even the most questionable ones, because they only did what they had to. So if you can excuse their actions maybe you could forgive Kols. “I’m not saying I condone your actions because I don’t but-” you're not even able to finish your sentence before Kol is kissing you. This time you don’t push him away. 

For now you just want to focus on the warm feeling he makes erupt in your chest. Not on how your friends are bound to react to your choice in men, but what can you do your in love. Even if he may be a criminal in their minds to you he’s just your Love.

[starshipsofstarlord]

Twitter Troubles

Summary - Kai has a Twitter problem and it’s just got worse.. (0.6k)

Warnings - Kai having a Twitter problem ^^, kai being a lil drama queen, mentions of murder, not much else tbh

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“No!” You could hear Kai’s bellow from the floor above, and before you knew it and you were on your feet and rushing down the stairs.

He was usually quite composed in your home despite the copious amounts of trauma that he endured, and his reaction to god knows what clearly illustrated that something was not right.

As you came to the kitchen where he had demanded that he was going to cook the both of you an evening supper that you would enjoy, he was stood there, by himself, with nothing but his phone in his hand.

But the heretic appeared outraged, he was screwing his nose up and chewing frustratedly on his bottom lip as he glared hatefully at the screen.

Perhaps he had added the wrong ingredient in the recipe, however it was already heating in the oven, and so you decided to inspect the man closer as you walked towards him, your concern slowly decreasing.

“Is everything okay baby?” You cautiously asked him, brushing your fingertips across his cheek as to avert his gaze to your face. His pupils rolled around in a distorted fashion as he fumbled with his words, uncertain how to put his problem into a sentence, his knuckles tightening around the cellular device, but not hard enough to crush it in his grasp.

“No, uh, it’s really not.” He nonchalantly answered, scoffing when he looked back in his phone, before smacking it down upon the counter beside him and shaking his head.

He was undoubtedly irritated, but despite that fact he made sure to show affection towards you, bringing both of his siphoning hands to your hips, rubbing circles in the flesh he had exposed by slightly rising your shirt.

“You can talk to me Kai, I want to listen. Whatever it is, it can be fixed.” You attempts of reassuring him were futile however, as he brought his head to rest in the crook of your neck as he whispered in your ear.

“It’s not baby. It’s ruined.”

“We can order in if it’s messed up that bad, or I can help you make something else. Or we could go to that new Italian place a few blocks down…” you suggested, however Kai pulled back to look at your face, a confused expression pulling at his features.

“What are you talking about?” He enquired, wanting to ensure that you were both focused on the same subject. It was as though you couldn’t configure how dire the situation was, and he had to make you understand.

“Dinner. What are you talking about?” You replied as though it was there could be no other reason for his annoyed outburst.

“Twitter.” He stated as though it was the most obvious thing in the world, grasping his phone and allowing you unlock it, bringing up the updated page, as he pointed harshly at the screen. “It’s now called X, like it’s so stupidly modern! Why can’t they just leave things the way they are?”

“So… dinners all good?” You wearily enquired, cocking your head to the side as you tried to gouge what the heretic was thinking. However you were no mind reader, but considering Kai’s murderous past, you should have anticipated what he was going to say next.

“I think we should find out where Elon Musk lives and compel him to change it back. I can’t think straight, he’s ruined my life!”

“You want to compel Elon Musk?” You couldn’t help but laugh, to which Kai dedicated an emotionless, stone cold glare in your direction this time. “Okay good luck with that, let me know when dinner is ready, and get on with… avenging Twitter I guess.”

[panic-at-the-fiction]

Hello Darling

Summary: (y/n) is the Salvatore younger sister and she is low key in love with with one of the originals. You know which one. That’s basically it.

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[heliads]

Kai Parker x male reader, reader helping Kai redeem himself and be better

excellent reminder that i need to watch the originals/legacies so if this was meant for a different part of the tvd timeline do ignore

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It has only been an hour since you woke up, and already, the Salvatores are desperate for your help. It’s not like you can blame them, not really; they seem to collect trouble with an almost professional magnetism. No matter what they try, danger always comes their way, and they are never, ever able to get rid of it without significant difficulty.

This problem belongs to all of you, in a way, not just the two brothers. When your group of friends and somewhat tenuous allies managed to take down Kai Parker, you were all left with the meddlesome question of what on earth you were supposed to do with him. 

Killing Kai is tricky. None of you are one hundred percent sure that Kai’s life isn’t linked to the spell keeping Elena in a coma and Bonnie alive somewhere, tethered to her friend, so murdering him could have disastrous consequences. That hasn’t stopped Damon from stomping around and loudly declaring how much he’d like to rip Kai’s twisted little heart right out of his chest, but it’s not like the older Salvatore has ever needed an excuse for drama.

That leaves Kai Parker alive, for now at least, and that means he’ll have to be handled accordingly. Right now, he’s locked away in the cell in the Salvatore house basement, but you’ll still have to do something with him before too long, if anything to shut up the constant source of complaining emanating from the downstairs area. Stefan says it ruins his beauty sleep.

And, for some reason, the above problems have convinced the Salvatore brothers to call upon you of all people. Sure, you’re probably one of the more sensible members of your little friend group, but that shouldn’t mean you’re the one they contact for every murderous lunatic to ever hit Mystic Falls. Goodness knows it would totally destroy your travel plans.

You stalk through the halls of the Salvatore House. Stefan greets you at the door and is hurriedly following you through the rooms, alternating between apologizing for needing you yet again and attempting to extract promises that you will actually help them with this.

“It’s not like we want to do this, obviously, but you’ve got a great track record for fixing these sorts of things, and I thought it was best that Damon not handle this, or Bonnie, so–”

You come to an abrupt stop at the top of the stairs leading to the basement, cutting Stefan off with an icy stare. “And that left me, I suppose? I’d lecture you about how much I don’t want to do this, but I assume you can guess at that.”

Stefan winces. “Yeah, I kind of got that. Will you do it, though?”

You sigh, casting an irritable glance down the stairs where Kai waits somewhere in a cell below you. “I will. You totally owe me, though.”

Stefan lets out an audible sigh of relief. “You can act on that favor any time, I swear. Just see what you can do, alright?”

“We’ll see,” you allow.

In truth, you have no idea how well this is going to work. Kai is, well, Kai, and that means he’s not prone to helping anyone out if he can help it. Odds are, you’re going to try to talk to him and see if he can be trusted just for him to threaten to drain your blood or something else like that. None of you have any better idea what to do with him, though, so you’ll just have to suffer along.

You tell Stefan to stay upstairs while you’re wrangling Kai, something the younger Salvatore is only too happy to agree with. Once he’s gone, you allow yourself one last moment of relative peace, then descend to the cells below.

Kai Parker is sitting morosely on the ground, leaning up against the far wall of the cell. He looks up when he hears you approach. “Are you here to let me out?”

You scoff. “What, so you can launch another mass murder attempt? Not a chance, Parker.”

“I prefer Kai,” he says, appearing by the grate in the door in the blink of an eye so he can stare directly at you, grinning all the while, “I don’t really like being reminded of my family. I’m sure you can understand.”

“Okay, Kai,” you shrug, “Are you planning on killing more people the moment you leave this cell?”

Kai narrows his eyes. “Why are you bothering to ask me this? Yes, obviously. Unless you were going to let me out if I said no. In that case, I would be a perfectly good boy and wouldn’t shed a single drop of blood. I would devote my life to the pursuit of kindness and volunteer service, and–”

You cut him off with a deep sigh. “You’re right, bad question. Look, can you just tell me what it would take for you to change your answer and actually mean it? Neither of us want you in this basement forever.”

Kai just laughs. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’m not your friend, and I’m never going to be. The second the lock in this door fails, I am going to break out. I am going to kill who I please and enjoy it all the while, and you’re no exception just because you’re trying to talk to me or some nonsense like that. I want you dead, Y/N. Truly.”

His smile is saccharine, and you want to throttle him through the bars of this cage were it not for the fact that this is obviously the reaction he wants.

“Alright, then,” you manage, “Die in here. I hope you do. No food or drink for you, and certainly no blood. I can’t wait to watch you starve. By the end of it, you’ll be wishing you were back in that prison world of yours.”

Kai must be able to sense how serious you are about that threat, because his playful demeanor drops in an instant. “You can’t mean that. You need me alive so Elena doesn’t accidentally die in her coma.”

“That’s why your head is still affixed to your shoulders,” you observe, “Doesn’t mean you won’t be a skeleton by the time she wakes up. You know, if boredom doesn’t kill you first.”

With that, you turn around and head back up the stairs. Kai’s shouts echo up around you, calling for you to turn around and let him out or something, anything. It’s like music to your ears.

Stefan looks up, surprised, when you emerge onto the main floor once more. “Well, that was fast. Any ideas what we should do with him?”

“Kill him,” you say tersely.

Stefan groans. “Trust me, we would if we could, but we can’t risk Elena like that. Is there seriously no way you can get a lead on this guy?”

You shake your head, flopping down into a nearby armchair. “Not unless I come back and try to crack him, like, every day until forever.”

There’s a conspicuous silence from Stefan, and you stare at him incredulously. “Stefan, no. You can’t do this to me.”

He smiles apologetically. “Does me repeating our endless gratitude help in any way?”

“It does not,” you tell him, but it’s not like that does anything at all.

Kai’s attitude does not improve the next day, nor the next, nor the one after that. You thought this was a failed idea from the first minute, but a week later Kai must realize that you’re not going anywhere, because he starts to break at last.

“Are you really going to keep up with this until I die or something?” He asks one day, head leaned idly up against the wall of his cell.

“Yes, unfortunately,” you say. “Does that make you more willing to cooperate?”

“I have never cooperated a day in my life, and I certainly don’t plan to now,” he says smugly.

You roll your eyes. “Trust me, I know.”

Kai frowns. “Out of curiosity, why is it that you of all people got stuck with this job? I would have thought Stefan would have taken it upon himself to be heroic or self-sacrificial and done it.”

You shake your head. “No, unfortunately. See, whenever one of the Salvatores does something stupid like turn off their humanity, I’m usually the one they bring in to convince them to feel things again. I went to the Lexi School of Emotional Manipulation and now I’m great at it.”

Kai snorts. “Should I know who Lexi is?”

“One of Stefan’s old friends,” you say dismissively.

“Not an old girlfriend of yours?” Kai asks innocently.

You look at him quizzically. “No, not in the slightest. Why would you think that?”

Kai shrugs casually. “I figured it wasn’t too far out of the question. You’re a handsome young man, she was present, things happen.”

You almost choke on your laughter, surprising both yourself and Kai. “I’m honored to hear you think I’m handsome. I’ll remember that.”

“Don’t,” Kai advises you, but he’s grinning too, and. Well. You hadn’t counted on having a good time, but when Damon texts you to say he needs something again, you actually feel disappointed to leave. If you didn’t know better, you’d say Kai’s face registers the same unhappiness when you go. Do you know better, though? Do you know anything at all?

The trend continues for a while, actually. Soon enough, you’re looking forward to your talks with Kai instead of dreading them. You’re not sure what they’re accomplishing, in all honesty, but Stefan says that Kai is quieter, tries to escape less frequently, so maybe it’s doing something after all. Maybe you’re really doing this. Maybe it’s all worth it, more than just to you.

It all comes to a head a month after Kai appeared in the Salvatore basement. A group of vampire hunters makes themselves known in Mystic Falls. They break into the Salvatore house, looking for the brothers. You, Bonnie, Stefan, and Damon are occupied with other business, and you come back to destruction of property and vague threats pinned to your door.

What’s worse, the hunters looked pretty thoroughly in the house. Damon appears at the top of the stairs to the basement, face grim. “The door to Kai’s cell was opened,” he says slowly, “He’s gone.”

You suck in a breath. It makes sense, of course; if Kai could talk someone into giving him a key, there is no reason he wouldn’t run, but for some reason it hurts like hell anyway. You really thought you were making progress. You really thought–

Well, what did you think? That he would happily stay in a cell if he had a chance to escape? That you could convince Kai Parker, known murderer Kai Parker, to become a good man? Ridiculous. You may have had success getting friends to turn their humanity on in the past, but that means absolutely nothing when it comes to Kai. It was foolish of you to believe that you could do something like that, and even more foolish to be hurt by the thought of him leaving.

The hunters have to be dealt with, obviously, so your group takes to the town once again, splitting up to cover the most ground and do damage control before something bad happens again. You’re turning down an alley in the search of gun-toting weirdos when you hear something behind you, and then there they are, maybe half a dozen all pointing various weapons at your head.

You raise your hands slowly. “Easy there. Let’s not murder me quite yet.”

One of the hunters grunts. “He’s not a Salvatore.”

Another one speaks. “He’s a friend of theirs, though. That’s good enough to die.”

Not if you have anything to say about it. You pull a gun from your belt and manage to get off a few shots before the hunters recover from their shock and fire back at you. You are able to take out about three of the six, but they’re still shooting at you and you have absolutely nowhere to run.

Just as you’re certain that your luck has run out, the shots cut off abruptly. You look back at them in time to see the last of the hunters fall to the ground. The sick, metallic scent of blood slicks through the air, and someone steps over their bodies. It’s– it’s Kai, of all people, but he’s injured, stumbling as he tries to make some joke about how surprised you look right now.

You catch him before he hits the pavement. The front of his shirt is dark with blood, and he groans in pain when you press your hands to the injuries in an attempt to slow the bleeding.

“I’m not linked to Elena,” he gasps weakly, “She’s not going to die.”

“I don’t care about that,” you whisper furiously, “I don’t want to lose you.”

With a chill, you realize you’re not lying. It’s not just because he saved your life, either, which is wholly unexpected. It’s because you’ve come to like spending time with him each day, and you were terrified that you were never going to see him again once he escaped the cell. You don’t want to live without him. You’re not sure that you can.

You desperately try to staunch the flow of blood from his veins. “What happened to you wanting to kill me, huh? You saved my life, it’s not like you.”

“Wasn’t,” he corrects slowly, “wasn’t like me. Guess we can all change if we want it enough.”

You frown. “What do you want, Kai?”

His eyes are dark in this night, not even the stars above can touch them. “You.”

Your blood feels cold as it runs through you. “What?”

Kai manages to find the strength to roll his eyes. “I know, I know. That was dramatic. I’m being honest, though, Y/N.”

“I know,” you whisper.

When you check his wounds again, you’re grateful to see that the skin is starting to knit together again. You’ve managed to hold him together through the worst of it, which means that he’s going to live. It also means that you have time, now, more time to think about what this means for the two of you, what you’re going to do with this information. You want him too, you realize. You want all of it, and for once, you have the perfect opportunity to have it, too.

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[pinkposies]

can you make headcanons about yandere klaus mikaelson x fem human reader

↳ When Klaus first saw you in the Mystic Grill. He was instantly in love, he thought you were the most beautiful woman his ever seen.

↳ Soon later he began following you around. Following you home, to school, and while you shop. Wherever you where he was there. Yet, he never once approached you he just kept a safe distance. He justified his actions as protecting you.

↳ He even compelled your guardian/roommate to invite him into your house so he’ll be able to keep a eye on you at night. He’ll sneak into your room and watch you sleep. He was mesmerized with every little the about you.

↳ He left little gifts in your room like jewelry, clothes, perfume, and more. You’ll wake up in the morning and see a bouquet of roses with a emerald necklace beside the roses.

↳ Of course you were terrified by someone being in your house without you knowing, yet you were determined to find out who was leaving you these gifts. When you went to question your (compelled) guardian/roommate who told you it was from a man named Klaus. You had feeling it was that guy you kept seeing everywhere you go. You knew it couldn’t have been a coincidence that he was always at the same place as you.

↳ So one day when you were out shopping you saw him in the same alley as you so you decided to approach him. You were cautious to not come off too aggressively since you didn’t know him at all and didn’t know how he’ll react so simply asked him if he was stalking you.

↳ He couldn’t help but crack a smile. He was relieved that you were the first to approach him even if you were accusing him of being a stalker (which he is). He simply explained he just wanted to take you on a date but didn’t know how to ask you. And that’s how your relationship began.

↳ Klaus is impulsive so your relationship with him moves very fast. He isn’t used to caring for someone or having someone care for him so he needs constant reassurance that you’ll never leave him.

↳ He says ' I love you ' early into the relationship and if you don’t say you love him or even think about expect him blow up on you. He’ll accuse you of not caring for him or wanting to leave him. Which you have to shut down the accusations quick unsure of what he’ll do when his angry.

↳ Klaus is extremely jealous and obsessive. His desperate for you attention and your giving your attention to someone else he won’t hesitate to kill the poor soul who dared to intrude in your relationship. Even if it’s a close friend of your he wouldn’t think twice to compel them to end their friendship with you so you’ll run back to him.

↳ He has what seems like hundreds of paintings and drawings of you. Some of them you were posing and majority of the paintings were something he did in his free time since he couldn’t get you off his mind.

↳ The secret of him being a hybrid came out, you couldn’t help but feel a bit scared. And it didn’t help that you found out by Damon and Stefan telling you all about the terrifying thing Klaus has done and why you should stay away from him.

↳ You confronted him about everything expect him to manipulate you into thinking him being a hybrid is a good thing and that all those people his hurt deserved it. He’ll go on to tell that he will always be able to protect you no matter what.

↳ When he went after Stefan and Damon for trying break the two of you apart, he would have killed the two brothers if it wasn’t for Elijah telling him otherwise.

↳ After this incident he demanded you move in with him. He wanted you to depend on him for you every need. Whenever you need or want something he wants you to always come to him for anything. And he won’t hesitate to use your weaknesses or fear to get whatever he wants from him.

[delusionalwritingsofagay]

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