#but Freya is her father’s daughter more than Hope is Klaus’ i said what i said

[archangelslollipop]

My father is the worst man alive.. and I’m his favorite daughter.

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yeah and I say this as someone who doesn’t even like Hayley, it’s weird that they barely mentioned her but emphasised her relationship with Klaus. Hope barely even knew Klaus, out of the two of her parents, she spent more time with Hayley, so the emphasis on her being “her father’s daughter” was always so weird to me. Like yeah, she’s the daughter of the OG hybrid, but Hayley was more of a parent to her than Klaus was.

people say that Phoebe Tonkin bought the rights to Hayley, but be so fucking fr. Why would she do that. Does she even have the money for that? Why would she do that, be fr. Julie just didn’t know what to do with Hope.

Wake it up lmao 😂.

Like I said in my tags. TO prioritized Hayley’s relationship and parenting with Hope. While never making those similar connections with the Mikaelson’s (besides Freya..). Now I’m not blaming Hayley or Freya but the writing.The writers bent over backwards to break TVDU’s rules and yet… Hope does not know her family well.

Klaus should’ve had time where he got to raise Hope. Do I think he would’ve made terrible choices? Yes. Should it still happened? Yeah. Klaus season 2 was at his best when it came to wanting to protect and love Hope tbh.

Phoebe did not buy the rights to Hayley. I think people were confused because Danielle said Phoebe did not consent for her images to be used. Julie and the other writers are petty like that. I assumed whatever issue they had it’s been resolved as Phoebe and Julie been at cons together. I believe Phoebe was supposed to make a guest appearance? Somebody correct me lol.

Hayley is a saint (yes she does fucked up and manipulative shit)next to Klaus. Everyone’s reasonings for being afraid of Hope was because of Klaus not Hayley. The writers didn’t know what to do with Hope and was just recycling former storylines. Hayley did deserve more credit though.

[hyperactivewhore]

Do you think that Klaus loves Hope enough to forgive her for anything? Like say, she kills one of his love interests like Caroline, Aurora, or Cami, would he still forgive her? Or if, she killed one of his siblings like Rebekah or Kol? Personally I think that if Hope killed one of his love interests Klaus would react much the same way Elijah reacted when he killed Gia. Obviously hurt and angry, but at the end of the day, he’ll forgive her because he loves Hope more than anyone else. But I don’t know how he would react to the lost of one of his siblings. Even when he daggered them, he still loved them in his own twisted way. He refused to abandon any of them, including Finn. After all, he hauled their bodies around the world for centuries.

Klaus would forgive her, but not forget.

Before his daughter was born, Klaus was the center of his own universe. He's narcissistic, paranoid and he spends all his time making enemies anytime he much as breathed. Those enemies were trying to kill him 24/7, and that included his own family more than once.

Literally all of his siblings (except Henrik but he didn't even reach puberty) have tried to kill him at least once: Elijah in the ritual, Rebekah by summoning Mikael to New Orleans and by siding with the Scooby-Doo gang, Kol spend half of his life trying to remove his brother from earth, Finn was manipulated by Esther and Freya seemed really ready to take him off the way if he didn't stop threatening her.

I don't remember Klaus seriously trying to kill any of his siblings: he just daggered them and kept them in coffins so they wouldn't be away, but the only people in his family he tried to seriously murder were Mikael and Esther, but that might be wrong because this characters are constantly being rewritten to fit into the narrative so correct me if I'm not in the right. And judging by how much Marcel and Klaus went back in their threats, they would never be able to actually kill the other and Marcel even said he couldn't hate him, because he's his father and stuff.

It's not hard to see that Klaus is toxically attached to his family members and he allowed Finn, his least favorite sibling and someone who originally intented to harm Hope, to live despite everything because he did love his brother no matter what.

So if Hope ever wanted to hurt anyone of his inner circle I don't see him taking it well, but I also don't see him hating her for it. Especially taking into account how Hope is: the only way I could see her ever harming anyone in her family is by having her humanity off, and not even then because when she had it she was only bullying all of them except Marcel (stan her for that btw.)

It's obvious how much he loves her, so I'll skip it and go straight to the point: Klaus would 100% forgive Hope, that girl could set the world on fire and he wouldn't give a fuck as long as she is safe and sound. But if she ever harmed anyone he cares about it would definitely hurt him. I don't see him picking the same strategy he always goes for whenever someone hurts him, that is playing the victim. No, Klaus would be definitely disappointed and hurt for a long time and that may strain their relationship for a while, but that wouldn't change his love for her.

Again, I can't see Hope hurting someone she/he loves in purpose without having her humanity off and not even then, but Klaus wouldn't hold it against her.

He would forgive her, because as Marcel said, Klaus will love the very worst of her until the oceans are dust.

[iamahobbitbean]

Lets talk about Hope Mikaelson

Hope Andrea Mikealson. The miracle child. The one and only Tribrid. Lets just say that I love Hope Mikealson a lot. She is one of my favorite characters.

For all you guys who don't know who Hope Mikaelson is. Here's a quick summary of her. Hope is a character form the TVDU. She was born on May 2, 2012. To werewolf Haley Marshall and original hybrid Klaus Mikaelson or

(I know you can hear this photo if you have watched the show as many times as I have. ) Hope family is basically the whole reason for the TVD. Her grandmother Esther Mikaelson. Created vampires. Doing a spell to turn her children into the Original vampires.

Her father is also the earths first hybrid. (werewolf and vampries) His wolf side is why Hope is in alive. The miracle baby. Hopes mom. Haley Marshall passed on her werewolf side to her daughter. Both being a part of the crescent wolf pack. The bloodline of the first ever werewolf.

So her family being a long line of witches, dad vampire side and mothers werewolf side. Made Hope a tribrid. The only one of her kind. Which is why she had people after her. Even before her brith.

She had a hard begging. Hope was ripped from her mothers arms at her brith and almost killed. This was just the begging of her trauma.

But now that you know a little about Hope. Let me talk about why I love her

Hope is so Selfless

Hope said it herself "My name is Hope Mikaelson. I come from a long line of villains."

Her father is known as 'the great evil' He was feared and had so much darkness inside of him. Klaus put his siblings to sleep by putting daggers in them. Making them miss years or not even decades. Klaus also gave Elena Gilbert a lot a trauma, killing her aunt is one of them.

Hope could have inherited this angry. But she didn't. Hope put herself on the line constantly. Even becoming a full Tribrid to save the world from Malivore.

Hope would do anything and everything to save the people she loves. Sure she does make mistakes. Like hope turning Lizzie Salesman into a vampire is one. But she had her humanity off and regretted it.

Overall Hope is always the hero.

What Hope did for her family

"this was our hope our family's hope" This was said by Elijah Mikaelson. He told this to Klaus after he thought they lost hope, that later became name. She was her families Hope.

The Mikaelson's protected Hope with everything. It is pretty clear they loved her. All of them.

Rebekah took Hope away from danger when it was too dangerous for her to stay in New Orleans. Raised her or seven months. Later on Rebekah took on part of the Hallows soul to protect Hope. Hope made her feel human.

Hope to Elijah was everything. He once said "I would violate everything sacred under the sun in the name of recusing my niece." Elijah even gave Hope her name. Thinking it was his job to keep her safe. He did that even dying for her.

Kol and Hopes relationship is rarely seen in the shows. But I can tell Kol is like the fun uncle. Having taking a piece of the Hallows soul in him to save Hope. He seemed to me to be the only one to keep in contact with Hope, understanding her upset of not having her family together.

Freya is like Hopes second mother. Being there for almost Hopes entire life. Freya taught Hope spells and magic. Hope to Freya is like her daughter. Hope trusted her enough to let Freya stop her heart.

Marcel might not be a Mikaelson by blood. But he is a Mikaelson. Hope and him are brother and sister. Marcel never harmed Hope and kept her safe. Loved their bond.

What Hope did for Klaus

It safe to say the Klaus loved Hope more than anything. His littlest wolf. Hope changed Klaus for the better. There wasn't anything that Klaus would haven't done for his daughter. He in the end died to protect Hope.

Before Hope Klaus was well a monster. But Hope brought out a softer side of Hope, with her Klaus experienced Unconditionally Love.

"My dearest Hope. My littlest wolf. My miracle child. What a gift to be able to leave you one last message. So please carry it with you in the years to come. I want you to know this. You will make mistakes in your life. That comes with being a Mikaelson. You will go through hard times. For no one with your power always knows how to use it properly. You will find love and you will lose it. For such is the burden of immortality. But the most important thing about your life is that you live it. Because you are my Peace. And I regret a lot of things, but I don't regret a single moment I spent with you. I love you so much. Always and forever."

I could list so many more reason I love Hope. But let me leave it here. Hope has been through a lot in her life. I miss her. At least she got her happy ending.

[whyislenaluthorsohot]

I feel like after the Legacies Finale Hope and Caroline slowly started talking with each other, as in like a few months slowly, because Hope has had a pretty shitty and tentative thing with parental figures and Caroline doesn't want to push her too hard.

So she spends time with her own daughter and maybe at some point Josie comes back, maybe to visit, and obviously Hope is also going to be around Lizzie and Josie a decent amount and so Caroline uses that to her advantage to start talking and getting to know Hope, maybe asking about how she's doing and about the monsters, and maybe Caroline offers to tell her stories about her father because she also saw him in the same light Hope remembers.

Maybe during one of these conversations about her father, Caroline asks how the rest of the family is doing because she just assumes that the rest of the Mikaelsons have kept in contact with Hope or something, and she sees Hope's face drop and the pain in her eyes before it's quickly covered by fake apathy. Hope tells her she wouldn't really know since they haven't been in contact for a while and Caroline is confused now because she knows how much the Mikaelsons have given up for Hope but doesn't push it because of the lingering pain she can see in Hope's eyes and instead dives into the story of the Mikaelson ball and how Klaus danced with her.

Afterward, though, Caroline looks into Hope's school records and files finding out that the Mikaelsons didn't call or visit since Klaus, Hayley, or Elijah died. Freya had come for a few days when she had regained her memory of Hope after she jumped into Malivore but then that was it.

Maybe when she finds out Hope jumped into Malivore, Caroline looks deeper into files about the monster attacks and asks around the school for confirmation and additional information about what happened. The only constants seem to be her daughters and Hope. She can talk to Lizzie and Josie about this and the two do confide in her about how they felt facing the monsters but with the Mikaelsons not making contact Hope doesn't really have anyone to talk with.

And so maybe Caroline looks at Hope, someone who is a year or two over 18, and sees a wounded child that just wanted someone to love them and not lose them for once, a child that would let herself be used over and over again if it meant people would stay. Maybe she sees how Hope reacts to Alaric leaving and understands that while he wasn't the best parent, he was the only one around for her for a few years.

Maybe Caroline takes one look at Hope and wonders who her guardian is and finds out that gasp it's technically no one because the Mikaelsons signed custody of her over to the school so she could stay year-round at the school.

Maybe Caroline said fuck it and decides to officially adopt Hope and bring her under her name because she deserves someone to parent her and godamn it if no one else is going to do it then Caroline will. Maybe she brings it up to Lizzie and Josie first and the two of them would love nothing more than for Hope to be their sister legally since the three are already close.

Maybe when she finally brings it up to Hope, it's during a lull in another conversation about Klaus. Maybe Hope freezes and stares at Caroline quietly for a minute or two, wide-eyed and stunned. Maybe Caroline takes her stunned silence as rejection and immediately starts to backtrack before she gets an armful of the teary girl. Maybe Caroline sits there for a while, with Hope wrapped up tight in her arms and crying quietly, with Hope clinging to Caroline like she's her last lifeline until she stops crying.

And even then Caroline doesn't let go of her. She lets Hope cling to her, she strokes her hair and rubs her back but she doesn't let go. She's more than content to hold Hope until Hope herself is ready to let go, because she would wait however long it takes for this child.

And maybe Hope recognizes that. Maybe she recognizes that she's not getting rejected, that she won't get rejected, and allows the young, wounded part of herself to cling to Caroline, to cry because someone wants her. She lets herself be immersed in Caroline's warmth and in her scent and in Caroline's embrace that feels so much like her own mother's and just lets herself float in the moment. She tells Caroline she would love to be adopted by her after but for now, Hope is warm and content in Caroline's embrace.

After the adoption is officialized, maybe Hope starts sticking to Caroline's side a bit more. Maybe she allows herself to indulge in her more childish whims because she knows Caroline would never judge her for it. Maybe when the Mikaelsons come to Salvatore for one reason or another, Caroline chews them all out. She understands that they all have lives and are following their dreams but they should have checked up on their niece.

Maybe after, whenever someone asks Caroline how many kids she has, she answers them with the proud answer of three. She has three daughters who are as thick as thieves and understand each other better than anyone else. She has three daughters who will defend each other through everything. Maybe they're not her biological daughters but they are her daughters by choice and she will forever be grateful for having them come into her life.

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Just my little brain ramblings. Started this like a month ago and it has been sitting in my drafts ever since. Believe it or not, this came from a The Owl House tiktok I watched about Camila telling people Hunter is her son

[nmikaelsonimagines]

Little Curiosities: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: Hi, could you do a fix where Klaus turns the reader but something goes wrong and now the reader only craves vampire blood?

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x

Klaus hadn’t really known Y/N when he turned her, instead saw her as nothing more than a means to an end. Just another human that he could turn, just another vampire he could use in his plan to take back New Orleans. He had noted that she was attractive, that she seemed intelligent, and he had thought that maybe, in another life, she could have meant something more to him.

But power was more important to him at that moment, and he had turned her against her will, using her in his little army of sorts until he had reclaimed his throne. He had discarded her entirely then, letting her go off to do her own thing.

In fact, he had forgotten she even existed until now.

He had been walking through the streets of New Orleans, night a suitable cover for all kinds of dastardly sins, for creatures of darkness to have their fill, when he had heard the familiar sound of a vampire attacking their prey.

Klaus had smiled to himself, appreciative of a fellow immortal having a meal, but then his ears had pricked up at a sound he wasn’t quite used to. A question that he had rarely heard asked.

“Why are you doing this? I’m one of you.”

Now, that was interesting.

Klaus stopped at the end of the alleyway where the sound had come from, tilting his head as he watched a figure step back, another body falling to the floor. The attacker sensed his presence, and turned. Klaus’s lips parted as he recognized her. “Well, you’re one of mine. It’s Y/N, isn’t it?”

Y/N took a step back as Klaus walked towards her, back hitting the wall. He saw the fear in her eyes, saw in it that she hadn’t meant for anyone to see this, for this to even happen. She was feeding from her own kind, and Klaus could see that it terrified even her. “Are you going to kill me?” Her voice was barely a whisper, and it pierced Klaus’s heart ever so slightly.

Yes, she was attractive. He remembered now, remembered what he had thought of her when he first met her, remembered that one dream he had had, a random thought of doing things with her that were only ever mentioned in the bedroom, written in the movement of bedsheets.

He looked down at the vampire on the floor, the one who had begged for his life. He ignored Y/N’s question, hoping a change in the subject would make her feel more at ease. “You’re a little curiosity, Y/N, to be feeding on vampire blood. Fine dining, is it?”

“Human blood doesn’t agree with me. Never has.”

“How come I never picked up on this when you were working for me?”

“You never paid attention.”

Klaus couldn’t deny that that stung a little. He was a different man now, a father intent on making a safe home for his daughter. He was a man who had loved and lost, and who was trying to be better. He was a man looking at a girl he thought was beautiful and who needed help.

He had turned Y/N, was surely the reason she craved the blood of vampires rather than that of human beings, and he was her responsibility.

“If you’re not going to kill me, you can go now,” she spoke quietly, “I’ll be just fine.”

“What makes you think I want to go?” Klaus looked into her eyes, wanting to make the fear in them disintegrate. “You need my help. And besides, I’d quite like to satisfy my own curiosity about you, Y/N. My sister, Freya, she might be able to figure out what your cravings are the result of. Come on, you should come back with me.”

The cover of night was begin to fade, letting the sunlight bleed through. Klaus noticed Y/N step back into a doorway, shadow enveloping her. He looked at her hand. “You never got a daylight ring.”

“Guess I wasn’t as much of a curiosity back then.” Y/N shrugged and Klaus thought she wore sadness like a diamond necklace. “So, as I said, if you’re not going to kill me, you can go now. I don’t need your help. I’ve been just fine on my own for the past seven years, and I’ll be fine now. Looks like your curiosity will have to be satisfied some other way.”

Klaus should have raged at her sarcasm, would have had it been any other person. But instead he laughed, taking a seat on the floor opposite Y/N. “I think I’ll stay here for the day. And then when night falls, we’ll go to back to my house and figure you out.”

The first few hours were filled with small talk, the odd drunken human stumbling down the alley providing food for Klaus. And when he sensed hunger set in her, he offered his own wrist. She didn’t protest, and fed from him. It was an odd feeling, but one he imagined he could get used to.

That one dream he had had about her all those years ago transformed into a daydream as he looked at her, closer and closer to reality as the awkwardness between them faded. As night fell and he held out his hand.

As she took it, accepting his help and letting him take her home.

Masterlist

[l-r-christian]

Title: The noble stag's daughter: First crush

Frist here - Thunder Monster

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Daughter!Reader, Platonic!Stefan Salvatore x Child!Reader

Warnings: Fluff, innocent crushes, Elijah threatening people

A/N: on a real note when I was nine and had my first crush. I ran into wall trying to run because I was embarrassed.

The first Sired had shown their faces and Elijah had to threaten Tristan more than once to keep the Strix away from Y/N as the Original had no problem with killing his Sired line to keep his daughter safe. While Klaus had called Stefan Salvatore for help with the up coming battle.

"Auntie Freya! I did......it." Y/N came down from Freya's room with a untied rope in her small hands. Freya looked up from the map she was looking at with Lucien and Stefan to see her niece staring at Stefan with red cheeks.

"Y/N?" Freya questioned only to watch the eight year old drop the rope and run off hiding her red face in her hands. The witch flinched a bit seeing her niece run into a wall and finally disappeared into Elijah's study.

"Who was that?" Stefan asked arms crossed looking to the hallway the young girl had ran down.

"My niece Y/N."

"Klaus has another daughter?"

"No. She is Elijah's." Freya answered worried about the girl but got back to the task at hand. Elijah came home that night frowning when his little girl didn't come to greet him so he went to find her.

"Freya? What are ...." Freya covered Elijah's mouth pulling him down with her and pointed to Y/N who was peering around a corner watching Stefan talk to Klaus.

"I think Y/N has a crush." Freya whispered as since this morning both Freya and Klaus noticed how the girl would hide behind corners watching Stefan or run out of the room blushing when the vampire smiled at the girl.

"A crush?" Elijah mutter unsure how to feel about his little girl crushing on the Salvatore. Elijah watched Y/N squeak when Klaus pointed her out to Stefan and the girl turned red running off covering her face running into a wall again then hid in Elijah's study.

"My daughter likes a Salvatore?" Elijah questioned standing fixing his suit and narrowed his eyes at Stefan who was confused. This went on for a few days and Stefan was worried that Elijah was plotting his death which wasn't far off.

"Did I did something?"

"My niece has a little crush on you and Elijah is being an overprotective father." Klaus answered Stefan with a smirk as Stefan's eyes widened.

"I see. I'll watch my back then." Stefan said with a sigh hoping to get his trip to New Orleans over with. Elijah stopped hearing his daughter's giggles and to find Y/N sitting in Stefan's lap as the vampire was teaching her how to play chess.

"Yeah just like that. You are a natural at this." Stefan tells the girl making her blush brightly as Elijah narrowed his eyes.

"Thank you." Y/N squeaked out as Stefan smiled as Elijah stepped in.

"Hello Stefan." Elijah said as Hayley who was sitting in a chair reading watching the whole thing quietly laughed remembering what she told Elijah when she first met Y/N.

"Daddy." Y/N squealed running to her father having not seen him in two days since he was dealing with Aya. Elijah picked his daughter up smiling gently pressing a kiss on her forehead.

"My sweet girl, playing chess?"

"Stef was showing me how to play." Y/N tells Elijah wiggling to get down and Elijah placed her down watching her run to Stefan who smiled.

"You know it is just an innocent crush right?" Stefan asked Elijah seeing the Original staring him down as Y/N slept on him after playing an hour of chess. Elijah took a deep breath and looked at Stefan then at his little girl as he thought it over and realized Y/N could have a crush on someone worst.

"I am aware....just wasn't ready for. More I thought it would be a boy not you." Elijah said as Stefan laughed making Elijah smile a bit as both talked a bit leaving the innocent crush alone and finding it kinda cute. Both Elijah and Stefan hadn't let it go and would teased Y/N with it when she got into her teens.

"Remember how you ran into walls when you would see me because of your crush?"

"I WAS EIGHT STEFAN!"

[whereismymindnow]

Twin Hearts Prequel: The Birth (980AD)

Twin Hearts Masterlist

I also post on AO3.

Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x Twin!Original Female Character

Warnings: Twincest. Smut. Strong language. Death. Miscarriage. Murder. Vampire/Hybrid violence. Please read responsibly.

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Chapter Summary: The birth of Klaus & Pia Mikaelson. The beginning of their story.

SPRING 980AD

It was almost silent in the house. Ayana finished chanting her spell to put the Mikaelson boys to sleep and carefully shut the curtain to block them off from what was occurring further down in the longhouse. Elijah and Finn had been awaiting their new sibling, but once the labour pains began again, Ayana quickly whispered her magic to protect Esther’s sons; something didn’t sit right with her. This situation was not going to be joyous for her friend, she could feel it in her bones. It was best that the children were kept completely oblivious to the tension that had cloaked the house. Ayana walked over to where her friend sat up in bed whispering to the newest arrival that was swaddled in cloth. She stayed at a respectable distance so as to not intrude too much.

“Hush, little one.” Esther carefully rocked her arms from side to side hoping to soothe the little bundle in her arms. It had been a shock when after the first birth, the pain began again. No one had expected it. Throughout her pregnancy she hadn’t felt anything more than the one child. Perhaps a little flutter here and there, but nothing substantial, nothing to indicate a second life. The tiny morsel in her grasp was so delicate that Esther thought she would break her daughter if she held her too tightly. Her gut told her that this was not going to end the way she wanted it to. Her son had been crying by this point as he breathed air, but the girl in her arms merely wriggled and scrunched her face. She was so much smaller than Niklaus… and must paler.

The firstborn, Niklaus, let out a small cry as his hands reached out for something that wasn’t there. His brow wrinkled as his father covered him back up with a thick fur and tried to hush him to sleep. The boy was restless; his arms fought against the fabric containing him as he tried to stretch his arm outwards as though wishing to grab something. Mikael removed his gaze from where his son lay in his crib and looked to his wife. Her eyes were firmly fixed upon the frail girl in her arms. She whispered silent pleas as though to make the baby better. “She is not well.” He said firmly. He could hear the small crackle each time the baby took a breath. He sat beside his wife and peered down at the almost silent child. “She is not healthy. Her size is too small and she makes no noise.”

“She will grow.” Esther clung onto hope as the little girl in her arms let out another cough. Please, little one, fight. Show us you have strength. “We must name her.” Esther knew how this conversation would go, but she had to try. She had to try and keep her twins together. They would make each other whole, she was sure of it; she could already feel the connection that the two had. She could not allow it to be broken. Mikael sighed and shook his head.

“She will not make it. She is weak.” He could not do this again. He never thought he would heal from the loss of Freya… he could not attach himself to another daughter that he would lose.

He would not do it.

He could not do it.

The girl’s breathing was shallow, and with each small exhale came a crackle or a cough. The child was ill, that much was clear from her sickly pallor to her weak breaths. “It is better to be rid of her now than love her and lose her at a later date.” Mikael knew he was being harsh, but it was better for the family. It had nearly broken them when Freya was lost. He sighed when he noticed the tears beginning to run down his wife’s face. As if on cue, another ugly cough left the mouth of the infant, sealing her fate. Esther held back her tears and looked to her husband. There would be no reasoning with him. She was the coldness in his gaze as he looked at their daughter. She would not be allowed to stay under this roof.

“You wish to leave her outside? Leave her to the elements?” It was not uncommon. Many families left sick children out in the wilderness to be rid of them. She had comforted a few of the women that had such a thing happen. She always remembered the absent look in their eyes as they cried about the child they had lost as their husbands came back from the woods with empty hands.

“It is for the best. We need not tell the other children about her. It would only sadden them. Let us focus on Niklaus. He needs his mother’s love. He needs us to be strong so he can thrive.” Esther let out a deep breath and leant her head down to press a kiss on her daughter’s brow. With a nod she leant towards Ayana and handed her the child. They shared a knowing look before Ayana disappeared with the girl, not once looking back as she heard her friend gasp from heartache.

Esther choked back a sob as she watched her daughter be taken away. I will see you again soon. Her gaze went over to the corner as she heard her son cry. She will be back soon, Niklaus. Do not fret, my son.

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Esther gave a quick knock to the door and entered. She could already hear the babbling of a baby.

Her baby.

Her daughter.

Ayana greeted her with a warm hug before leading her to the back of the longhouse where the noise was coming from.

In the centre of a bed was a bundle of furs that cocooned a small child. As soon as her light eyes locked onto her mother, her babbles increased and her limbs wiggled in the air, begging for contact. Esther quickly swooped the baby into her arms and held her against her chest. She inhaled the scent of her hidden daughter and smiled. “My Pia.” It had killed her to not bring up the child with the rest of her family, but it had to be this way to protect her husband. It had been worth the risk. The family would be back together soon.

Pia had small golden curls sprouting from her head and beautiful blue eyes. She was still small for a babe of her age, but she was stronger than she had been given credit for. No longer did her chest crackle and the cough had been remedied with a potion Ayana had brewed up. Mikael hadn’t noticed the small amounts of coin that had gone missing in order to care for the child. Everything had gone to plan.

“What shall we do?”

“I heard whispers of a cart being overturned and the adults perishing. I forbade Mikael from going since he is still healing from being thrown from the horse.” Esther turned to face Ayana with a small smile. “Perhaps I had gone to help and found a baby… an orphan in need of a home…” Ayana nodded in understanding.

“Ah, his darling Esther’s soft heart strikes again. You will introduce her as your ward?”

“I do not think Mikael would disagree. He has noticed how I have mourned the loss of my daughter. I think he would see it as a balm to the wound. It would help me heal from the loss.”

“Would you not tell him that this is the daughter he gave up to die?”

“No. He would despise the child due to my lies. Perhaps if the time came upon us down the line then I would reveal all, but as of right now, she must be protected and the secret kept quiet.” Esther held the girl away from her chest and surveyed her. “Her colour is much healthier now. Although she is still quite small, I think she will grow into a beauty. She looks so much like Niklaus.” Gently she laid the baby back in her cocoon and turned to Ayana. “I think Niklaus has missed her. He reaches out in his crib and always seems to be looking for something or someone within the house. It is though he understands that he did not come into this world alone.”

“The twins have a connection unlike any other; I swear I could almost see a trail of light attaching the pair together before I removed her from the house. Pia doesn’t settle easily either. When it is time for her to sleep, her hands are constantly trying to latch onto something that isn’t there. They may be only a few months old, but they know that something isn’t right.” Ayana stepped forward and put her hands upon Esther’s shoulders with a smile. “But now they needn’t ever part again.

“They shall be reunited…

“Together like they always should be.”

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AUTUMN 990 AD

“Ssssh! You’ll wake somebody up.”

Every villager was tucked up in their beds, softly sleeping, ready for another day to begin, apart from two heavy-eyed children that had snuck out to sit by the fire a little longer. It had long since gone past their bedtime, but they both felt the need to spend a bit more time together. It was like a pull in their chests that could not be ignored; neither of them could explain it.

The ten year old children knew exactly how much trouble they would be in if they weren’t quiet. Pia’s little heart thumped wildly as she put her hand over Niklaus’ mouth; his troublesome smile showing that he cared little if they were caught. Pia, on the other hand, was determined to be a bit more careful. The last thing she wished to see was her best friend being hurt again by his father. She narrowed her brows at the boy who didn’t seem to fear much of anything.

“You worry too much.” He said softly, his dimples showing as he could not stop laughing quietly under Pia’s small hand. Although they were the same age, Pia was still so much smaller. Nik often compared her to the dainty flowers that grew in the summer. She was quite adorable when trying to get him to behave.

“Be quiet, Niko.” She hushed once again. When he appeared to listen, she carefully removed her hand, only to have to bite her tongue as he tackled her to the floor and held her hands above her head. He straddled her waist carefully and grinned; her chest shook with silent laughter as she tried to maintain a glare at the boy above her.

“Now, what shall you do?” Her worried eyes flickered to the side. Once she was sure they had not been heard, the adults’ curtain not moving an inch to show either had been disturbed by the children, she narrowed her eyes up at the annoying boy. “Well, Pea. What shall you do now?” Nik raised his eyebrows as the young girl pursed her lips in an attempt to stop her giggles.

“We need to be careful.” She hissed.

“Why? It will not stop my father from hitting me. Spending more time with you is worth the risk.” Pia’s cheeks flushed. Even though she was the ward of the Mikaelsons, the siblings and Esther made her feel like an actual member of the family. Mikael only acknowledged her when he had to, but Esther was like a mother to her, and made sure she had everything she needed. Pia rolled her eyes at the boy above her and shook her head.

“They could easily send me away as punishment. I do not think I could survive leaving you after all of this time, Niko.”

“I would never let you leave.” Niklaus let go of Pia and let her sit up. The top of her head barely reached his shoulder so he lowered himself a little until their faces were barely an inch apart. “Mother wouldn’t send you away, she adores you.”

“Yes, but your father would abandon me in an instant.”

“Then I would follow you. I will not let you go.” Nik grabbed her hand and squeezed it lightly as he spoke. At that moment it was like the world had stopped moving. Neither of them could release eye contact as their blood rushed to their ears, blocking the sounds of everything out. That pull deep in their chests throbbed as they remained pressed together.

“We should go to bed.” Pia whispered, but did not let go of Nik’s hand. He nodded and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, cupping her cheek gently. They pressed their foreheads together and smiled.

Esther carefully stood from her bed as she heard little whispers. She gently peeled back a bit of the curtain and watched as Nik helped Pia into the bed she shared with Rebekah. He made sure she was tucked in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. Whatever he whispered to her made her giggle. She felt warmth fill her as Pia rolled to her side and wrapped her arms around the six year old who was fast asleep; the guilt weighed heavily on her that the girl that helped her so often with her youngest children didn’t know she was in fact surrounded by her siblings. Niklaus gently pulled the curtain back to cover their sleeping area and snuck into his own that he shared with Kol.

Esther’s hand went to her slowly growing bump as she slipped back into her bed. It wasn’t the first time she had caught the twins out of bed at night, but she could not bring herself to scold them. Their connection was so strong and it was natural for them to seek each other out. She felt a little flutter in her belly as her hand rubbed gently. She had thought Rebekah to be her last child, but she had been blessed with another.

Life was good for them. She would ensure that it remained so. Her family would never feel the pain of loss again.

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‘Don't let me go

Hold me in your beating heart

I won't let go

Forever is not enough

Let me lay my head down on the shadow by your side

Don't let me go

Hold me in your beating heart’

---Don’t Let Me Go by Raign---

[thatweirdoleigh]

Socks (but i finish the fic)

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Warnings; Eli’s a good husband, and the reader cries oh yeah and reader’s pregnant

a/n ; Here is the full thing!! Cause its cute and for once i actually like the thing that i made. 

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The giggles of his sisters echoed through the halls and into the entry way as Elijah opened the front door and stepped into his family home. Hope’s laughter and the laughter of his brothers and their wives joining shortly after. Rebekah was telling stories again, of all the mishaps, mistakes and schemes from over the centuries. It made him smile. Today was a good day.

After everything that had happened over the centuries, particularly the past several decades, it seemed like a dream come true to finally feel like a family again. To feel the same humble happiness that they felt when they were all still human. Like touching the stars with their bare hands. So he savored the memories and the joy and the rest that it brought to himself and those he cared so dearly for.

Walking into the parlor he was greeted by the warm welcomes of his family.

“Brother!” Klaus, all but beamed, “Welcome home!” A chorus of welcome home and welcome back echoed behind him.

Elijah grinned, wholeheartedly approving of the laid back posture of his younger brother, his arm slung over the back of the couch behind the witch that Klaus had fallen in love with. It was a stark contrast to the rage and paranoia that plagued him for so many years. “Its good to be home!”

“How was your meeting with the contractor brother?” Finn queried, far more subdued than the others. Even though they had all forgiven him, and profusely apologized for 1000 years of pain, Finn still didn’t feel like he quite belonged with the rest of his family. A fact Elijah had been eager to fix once the realization had set in of exactly how shitty their treatment of him was. Courtesy of Camille, of course. However 900 years in a coffin is not forgotten overnight, so it was still a work in progress. So it further proved to warm Elijah’s heart when his eyes laid upon Finn and found him squished between Freya and Kol’s firecracker of a fiancé, instead of locked in his room.

Elijah smiled at Finn and placed his suit jacket over the back of an unoccupied chair, “It was good. We got all of the final details and planning done and now its we are just waiting for the town to give us a building permit”

“that’s good” Finn replied with a nod.

For context, Y/n was pregnant with Elijah’s child, a miracle given in the form of a spell cast as a wedding gift and created by Kol and Klaus’ wife. Y/n had all but declared that she wanted their children to have as normal lives as physically possible and while the Mikaelsons were hesitant to go along with this plan, it was agreed that perhaps living in a mansion with 4 witches, 6 vampires, and 3 hybrids was not a normal childhood. So it was agreed that they would own a separate family home to raise their children in while still visiting as often as physically possible.

As Elijah looked around and took in the the scene around him he noticed that y/n was not among his siblings and so begged the question as to where was his darling wife?

“If I may ask, where is y/n?”

It was Kol’s fiancé that pipped up. “She came rushing in with a bag, declared that she was going to enjoy her new socks and then she was taking a nap, You know how my twin is Elijah, she gets excited over the simplest things, and then she ran upstairs without another word. Imagine she is asleep by now. Probably has been for a while. ”

Elijah smiled and Keelin looked at her curiously, ”Socks?”

Elijah cleared her confusion “Yes Keelin. Socks. Its seems that my darling wife has developed an affinity for collecting and wearing the most colorful knee-high socks she can find”

“It is rather amusing to watch auntie y/ns excitement.” Hope testified from where she had tucked herself under her father’s other arm. “She rambled on about a pair she had found with neon green strips, all while eating a plate of bacon in the kitchen the other day”

Everyone laughed at the image, and Elijah just shook his head with mirth in his eyes, ”yes well, if you don’t mind I am going to join my wife and unborn child in bed. Goodnight to you all” and a chorus of goodnights followed him down the hall.

As Elijah climbed the stairs he couldn’t help but be reminded of how grateful of all of the things that life has granted him over the years. He had a beautiful wife that loved him and siblings that adored him and soon he would have children of his own.

As Elijah approached the door to his bedroom he couldn’t help but notice something was wrong. Stopping to listen he could hear sniffling and shaky breathes just beyond the door way.

“y/n?” he took the handle and pushed the door open.

There sitting in an armchair in the corner of their room was y/n. She was wearing one of Elijah’s Cambridge sweatshirts and a pair of his boxers. The sweatshirt was cream in color and it matched cream colored socks she held in her hand. While Elijah would normally fawn over how adorable she looked round with his child and dressed in his clothes he was more focused on the tears stains that and puffy red eyes that decorated the face of the love of his life.

Elijah was quick to kneel in front of her and cup her face in his hand “Y/n? Baby what’s wrong? Are you alright?” He placed his other hand on her belly and searched for some kind of injury to suggest that she was hurt.  

She looked at him with a watery smile, kissed his hand and said “I found a pair of socks that would match my favorite one of your sweatshirts and I got so excited to wear them.”

She held up the socks and gestured to her feet. “But I cant reach, so I cant put them on. And it made me so sad that I cried.”

Elijah’s face relaxed and he gave a sigh of relief, realizing it was something simple that he could easily fix. So he gently took the socks from her hands and unfolded them so he could put them on her. He rolled them up and then pulled them all the way up her legs to just below her knees and then gave a kiss to her nose. “there “ he whispered. “all better.”

“thank you ‘lijah.” She mumbled and then yawned.

“Oh. I think its bedtime.” He stated playfully.

“Im pregnant not two.” She grumbled with another yawn.

Elijah looked at her with nothing but adoration and said “baby you just cried over a pair of socks.” In response she pouted and Elijah couldn’t help but smile. 

“Alrighty. Bedtime!” He said scooping her up bridal-style. 

“you can’t be serious!” y/n scoffed. 

“Dead serious!” 

“Eli!” she whined, “don’t make puns when im annoyed at you! Then I can’t enjoy them!” 

Elijah only laughed, and then slowly spun her around in a circle. “wheeeeeee!” he said before gently tossing her on the bed. 

y/n looked up at her husband in exasperation as she watched him use vampire speed to strip to his underwear and climb onto the bed like a leopard on the prowl.  

“I love you.” he purred pressing a kiss to her swollen belly, eyes playfully looking up at her. 

She raised an eyebrow, “Me? Or your children?”. 

“Both” he replied, gently coercing her backwards onto the bed as he crawled farther up her body his hands rubbing circles into the sides of her stomach. y/n rolled her eyes and chuckled her amusement as he enveloped her in another kiss. 

Sighing happily y/n ran her hands through Elijah’s hair, as he eagerly deepened the kiss. However Elijah had to stop this blissful moment rather short. 

He furrowed his brow and pulled back slightly so he could see his wife’s eyes, “Children?” he questioned. “plural?” 

Now it was y/n’s turn to grin playfully. 

“I went to the doctors today.” She said eyes twinkling with mischief. “And i learned something rather interesting.”  

Elijah narrowed his eyes, recognizing that she was toying with him. “did you now?” 

“I did” she purred rubbing her hands down his neck and shoulders. “Apparently twins are not always magical miracle coincidences. More often than not they are genetic.” and as her smile grew bigger so did Elijah’s. “And considering that I am half of a set, I’d say the trait has passed on.” 

Elijah’s grinn was getting bigger by the second. “you mean to tell me. That not only am I getting one daughter.” he leaned in closer until their noses were touching. “I’m getting two?” 

“yes” she whispered seductively and elijah expressed his joy by kissing her again. 

“And do you wanna know what else I learned?” y/n said slyly as he trailed his kisses down her throat. He grunted quietly for her to continue and y/n leaned up and murmured in his ear, “Both of your ‘daughters’ are sons” 

Elijah groaned and pulled back up to her face, “damn. I was really hoping was really hoping for a mini you.” he admitted swallowing y/ns laughter in another kiss. 

Y/n pulled him to lay beside her as they both got under the duvet and settled comfortably for bed. y/n lay on her side facing Elijah and he buried his face in her hair his hands finding their way to her rounded abdomen, joyful and excited to meet his children in the nearby future. 

“Eli?” she said softly. “will you sing to me?” she asked looking up at him. 

“Of course, My love” and so Elijah sang the same nordic lullaby his mother taught him all those years ago and they both drifted off to sleep. 

[xxwritemeastoryxx]

Tales of Heroes

Author: xxwritemeastoryxx

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x @mikaelson-emma

Request: Hi! Could I request a imagine/one-shot were the reader is Hayley’s sister (a hybrid) and has a child, but scarified herself to save the Mikaelson’s? She could romantically involved with Klaus, but her child isn’t his. She asks him to have him tell stories about her to the child, and one day she gets resurrected. Or it could something else! I love you writing and I am excited to see that you are taking requests! I hope you have a good day! ❤️❤️ -@mikaelson-emma Word Count: 2.1K

Warnings: Nope. Nothing I can think of. 

Author’s Note: I’M OVER HERE CRYING MY EYES OUT. Like you guys have no idea how emotional this one has made me. I really do hope that at some point Emma comes in and sees this. I hope that this is everything you wanted. I freaking miss you! On another note, Welcome to another day of May Madness. I hope you guys enjoy! 

Feedback gives me life and motivation for future things. ♥

Laughter filled the air as Hope and Ava played in Hope’s room. The sound could easily be heard anywhere throughout the compound. The two cousins playing while using up the last burst of energy they had in their systems before bed. For the first time in centuries, there was a peace that surrounded the Mikaelsons that allowed the girls to be carefree. 

There was enough peace that the Mikaelson siblings didn’t have to worry about looking over their shoulders for any enemies that may be lurking in the shadows. With the two young girls, the Mikalesons believed that even more danger would be on their doorstep. But that hadn’t been the case. They were safe. They wouldn’t be hurt by the Mikaelsons’ past and that was all thanks to Emma. Without her, there wouldn’t have been the peace they were living in. 

Klaus leaned against the door frame as he watched Hope run after Ava with a pillow. Ava’s laughter had been followed with a shriek as the pillow in Hope’s hand had come into contact with her. Ava swung the one she had in her hand, hoping to get Hope away for only a moment before she attacked back. 

The sight itself had brought a smile to Klaus’ lips as he watched them. The bond between the two cousins had reminded him greatly of Emma and Hayley. The two girls are inseparable just as their mothers were after their own reunion. Hayley had believed she didn’t have any family left. And when she found her fraternal twin after coming to New Orleans, there was no breaking them apart. 

Emma had fit easily into the family. It didn’t matter how complicated things may have become, Emma was there for her found family. She would never leave her sister in a fight and she’d make damn sure that her own daughter and niece were safe. And when it came to making a sacrifice for the girls’ safety. Emma was ready and willing to pay the price. 

Just promise me one thing. Emma’s voice played in Klaus’ head as he watched the girls. That if anything ever happens to me, you’ll take care of her. 

Klaus could remember telling her that he should never have to make that promise. That Emma would always be around to watch as her own daughter grew. Emma had made him promise anyways. She had even gotten Hayley to promise as well. Emma needed to be sure that her daughter was taken care of. 

“Alright girls,” Hayley’s voice cut through Klaus’s memories, pulling him back to the present. “Time for bed.” Hope and Ava whined in unison the moment the words left Hayley’s lips. 

“Five more minutes, Aunt Hayley?” Ava asked as she watched her Aunt look over at Klaus for a moment. 

“Hayley is right.”  Klaus said agreeing with her. “You both have big days tomorrow. It’d be a shame if the both of you were exhausted before the fun even began.”

For weeks the girls had been asking about taking a trip to the state fair when it came. While Klaus and even Hayley were skeptical about taking the girls there, they had been assured several times that things would be okay. That things wouldn’t go wrong just because the girls wanted to have some fun. 

It was Freya that had convinced her younger brother that they should go. That they should have fun without worrying about anything. To let the girls live as normal of a life as they could from time to time. Ava may have only been a year older than Hope, but the girls were needing interactions with the outside world. Away from the teachings of spells, or self defense classes. 

Klaus’s words had made the girls toss the pillows back onto Hope’s bed before turning to each other and saying goodnight. Ava ran past Klaus and Hayley as she went into the room across the hall. It caused Klaus to chuckle as he pushed himself off the doorframe. 

“I got Ava.” He said as he turned and walked towards the door. 

A small smile pulled at Hayley’s lips as he watched Klaus do so. For as many times Hayley had warned Emma about Klaus, they found a way to be together. After the fights, after the accusations, there was something that Emma had seen in Klaus. The same thing Klaus had seen within her. They were willing to do whatever it took to keep their family safe.  To do whatever it took to keep each other safe. 

Klaus had stepped up as the father figure to Ava after Emma sacrificed herself. While Hope was still his daughter and he’d do anything for her, Ava was in a sense, now his as well. For the past year, he worried for her. Stayed up with her when the nightmares would scare her. When she’d break down crying simply because she had missed her mom. Klaus was there for her. He may have not been her biological father, but with how much he had grown to care for and love Emma and Ava, Ava had become like a daughter to him. 

Klaus watched as Ava climbed into bed, the moment he walked into the room. It wasn’t long before a smile tugged at his lips as she burrowed into her bed. To see so much of Emma within the young girl had caused a tinge of pain within his chest. Ava smiled at Klaus as she pulled the blanket over herself and nodded her head, signaling she was ready for her favorite story. 

It was during those nights that Ava had woken up from nightmares that Klaus would tell her the tale of her Mother. It was in a way that showed how much he had loved and adored her while proving she was the hero that saved them all. It had become Ava’s favorite story. One that needed to be told each night in order to keep the nightmares at bay. 

He walked over towards the bed and sat down at the edge. His hand coming to rest on her feet, making her giggle before he moved them. “You have to promise right after, you’ll go to bed.”

“I promise.” Ava brought her small hand up and made an x over her heart. “Cross my heart.”

Klaus chuckled as he shook his head slightly. “In a kingdom in a far away land, there lived a Queen. One that was loved by not only her subjects, but the family she had created. The bond between them ensured they were kept safe from any enemy that may have threatened them. The Queen was not immortal. For even the genes she carried within her blood may have made her stronger, but even the strongest warriors have their weaknesses.”

He watched as Ava’s lips pulled into a smile. “For this Queen’s weakness was her beautiful daughter. The Queen would slay those who dared entered their kingdom in hopes of taking or harming the Princess. She’d return from battle with the blood of her enemies on her body, showing that she would do anything in her power to save her child. 

“Even her family would face the invaders to help the Queen. So long as the Queen was there, the family would be invincible.” Klaus had lost count of the many times Emma had helped save them. The countless times she had been there to help protect them or to take down an enemy without any hesitation as to what his past held. “It wasn’t long before a new threat arose in the Kingdom. A dark creature entered the Kingdom, taking her loved ones one by one, threatening to take their lives. 

“One night, while the Princess slept, the Queen went and made a deal with a very powerful witch.” As Klaus said the words he could easily see in his mind how Emma had gotten up in the middle of the night to meet with Freya. Klaus remembered watching as she walked into Freya’s room before a spell kept him from hearing the words they spoke, or even viewing into the room from the balcony. “The deal would ensure the Princess would be safe, along with the rest of her family. But the King that had courted her, tried to stop her from making the deal.”

“You are all in danger!” Emma had yelled as she stood in front of Klaus. “I can’t just sit by and watch as you all are targeted. We almost lost your brother. What other close calls are we going to have to make before you let me help?”

“What about Ava?” He asked, trying to keep himself calm. The way they had been screaming at each other wasn’t getting them anywhere. 

Emma shook her head as tears filled her eyes. “This is for her as much as it is for you and your siblings. For my sister. For our girls to be able to live without a darkness looming over them. You have to let me do this. I’ll be able to come back from this.”

“No.” Klaus said as he shook his head before moving to place his hands on the sides of her face. “A spell like this, even I know there is no coming back from it. It will break Ava.”

“You promised to take care of her.” She said as she placed her hands on top of his as they rested against her face. “Just don’t let her forget about me. Talk to her about me, about us. Because I know that is the only thing that will make this easier for her.”

He took in her words before he pulled his hands away from her. Realization hitting him. This just wasn’t her saying she was going to try and do this. This was Emma saying she had already done so. This was her saying her goodbyes. He ran his hand along his face before he turned his head away from her. 

“When?” He asked a moment later as he turned to look back at her. It was as he looked into her beautiful brown eyes, that he loved so much, that he found the answer he needed.

“But he had been too late.” Klaus continued. He watched as Ava’s eyes began to close. He knew she would be asleep towards the end of the story. “No matter how much the Queen had loved the King, she knew what needed to be done. The very night the dark creature came to attack, the Queen’s family had begun to fall. Slowly each of them had been hurt by the creature. The Queen knew she’d be the next to be hurt. And once she was, the spell she had the powerful witch cast, allowed her body to absorb the dark creature.”

Ava rolled on to her side, her hands coming up under her head, her eyes closed. “Mommy saved us.” 

The words were soft. To any human, they would have barely been able to hear them. But for a hybrid, they had been loud in his ears. A sad smile pulled at his lips as he watched her eyes close. “That she did.” He said before continuing the story. “The Kingdom mourned the loss of their Queen. But there was one thing the King had promised the Princess. She’d always be safe. She’d always be taken care of. And she’d be told of her mothers heroics. The Queen would never be forgotten. It was her wish for stories to be passed on about her just as the stories of legends had.”

Klaus slowly stood from his spot before he watched Ava for a moment. She was sound asleep by the time he had finished. A smile pulled at his lips as he leaned down and kissed the top of her head. “Goodnight little one.”

“You were always so great at telling her stories.” 

Klaus froze at the voice. He thought for a moment that there was some kind of trick that someone dared to do on him. Because after a year, he never thought he’d hear that voice again. His memory didn’t even do it justice. 

His heart sped up for a brief moment as he slowly turned towards the door. He hoped that his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. Or anyone else for that matter. But as soon as his eyes landed towards the doorway, his jaw dropped slightly. 

She was there. She was standing there in the doorway with a smile on her face as she watched his reaction. Klaus could see the way her eyes slowly filled with tears as he began closing the space between them.  Without a second thought, he walked quickly over to her and pulled her into his arms. 

Having her press against him had told him that this wasn’t a dream. That this wasn’t someone attempting to hurt him and the little girl that slept a few feet away. Emma was home and Klaus had every intention of making sure she never left his sight again.

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[cyphersuna]

1. HUMAN DOGS

pairing: isaac lahey x fem!reader!mikaelson (Slow burn), derek hale x ex-lover!reader, mcCall pack x platonic!reader, original family x sister!reader, stiles stilinski x platonic!reader (at the moment)

sypnosis; Y/N Mikaelson arrives in a small town with the hope of becoming independent and having a new life but a near accident will turn her plans around and risk them knowing who he is.

Has the war of Original Vampires and Wolves started?

The smallest of the Mikealsons, will she be with a wolf?

Will Isaac accept Y/N?

warnings; none

author’s note: hello baeess, welcome to a new #saturdayofyouaremikaelson!!! I only hope you enjoy this chapter because your emotion excites me and if your emotion excites me, I will be excited to do more chapters to excite you. see you next week 😺

Word count; 1.7k

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YOU WERE ENTERING Beacon Hills while looking at the forest around you which looked spooky, possibly because it was night or they were infested with those human dogs. Possibly both. You still remember the faces of Niklaus, Kol and Elijah knowing that you would live here. You think it was the best thing in the world, but you get it. That your sister, the youngest of the Mikaelson clan, decides to move alone, with no one from her family nearby and in a "city" full of dogs. You would also worry.

It began to be heard on the radio lurk from the neighborhood to which you began to hum it. This century was very different: 16-year-olds look like 18 or 19, their type of clothing... You did not complain, it is better than the clothes of before.

Six teens and two adults appeared out of nowhere to which you stopped. You got out of the car and they watched you from head to toe. One in particular made your blood run cold. Derek Hale...

You sighed and spoke.

"Forgiveness! Are you okay?" You asked, and the bearded one came up to you.

"What are you doing here?" He asks and you start to breathe. Human dogs have to hear it and feel it so they know that you are not something supernatural. Speaking of that title, it's the best series and more daddy Dean. You pulled myself out of your thoughts and looked from left to right to fix your gaze on the dark haired man.

"Me?" He nodded. "Sorry. Do I know you?"

"Don't act, Mikaelson," he snap at and Peter comes closer to both of you. The Good Peter, he was more your brother than the ones you have, well not so much like that but he was like a brother.

"I think you're wrong" you say to see him in the eyes. "My name is not like that" you say playing stupid, well! When you don't? Coming here you thought that Derek and Peter would leave and more because of what happened to his sister who did not doubt that Peter would kill her. But just in case you knew you would have to change your first and last name.

"It's not a name," says the older of the two raising an eyebrow. "What's your name?" He ask.

"Diane Jones" you say pretending to be a little scared. You saw how Derek would glare at you deadly and the teens stared at the scene in confusion. Wow! The redhead's shoes were fantastic.

"What brings you to Beacon Hills?" Asked Peter.

"I came to live here" you respond.

"Alone?" Said the one with black hair, super furious. He looked sexier like that. "Without your parents?"

"Excuse me, but I don't have to tell you anything" You walked back and Derek took your arm tightly and the children approached looking worried.

"You won't leave until you answer." Peter put his hand on Derek's shoulder with a "calm down" look

"And your parents?" He asks calmly.

"I do not have. I'm an orphan" you say looking at your feet. Seriously, you deserve an Oscar for best actress.

"How did you get here?" Peter still asked.

"My uncles sent me here to study and not cause problems" you say looking at Peter.

"Don't li-" Derek says to be interrupted.

"It's not her" said Peter. "Listen" as you said, breathing helps and more if it is accelerated when you feel threatened.

"Can I go?" You asked.

"Yes" Peter says. You walked to your car and your turned it on to continue on your way, when you saw that you were far away you start to laugh. Derek's faces and the wolf children, the banshee, and the humans were gold.

You arrived at your new home. You smiled when you saw that it was normal, not big and not too small. A normal house. It was supposed to be furnished since yesterday. You got out of your car and opened to see the living room, you closed the door and walked into the kitchen and up the stairs. You went into all the rooms and they were perfect and yours was much more.

It was big, being a Mikaelson it couldn't be small. You were already beginning to miss them. Well not all. Elijah and Rebekah's overproduction were suffocating. Also you will no longer be listening "little Klaus" or "little Kol" You're not like them, you just like to have fun. And you like being with them more. Kol and you, hunted and had fun at parties and flirting with people. Klaus gave you life lessons. You were amused by his stories and how could he be so... him. Of your seven siblings, you only loved Kol and Klaus, of course you had your differences: you were friends with Katherine and Klaus hates her, you love the Salvatore brothers with your life and they detest them, even more. You lay down on the bed and you smiled a smile that only bring problems.

Isaac Lahey Pov

"It was her," Derek says, somehow I felt concern and more to see how he reacted when he saw the girl as our age.

"Who is she?" Scott ask.

"Y/N Mikaelson" Peter said calmly.

"And she is...?" Stiles question them.

"She is one of the Originals and Derek's great love," Peter replies.

"Original of what?" Lydia ask.

"From the Original Vampires," Derek says angrily.

"They exist?" Almost all of us say at the same time.

"Yes. And between them the two hybrid of Vampire and werewolf" explains Peter.

"What is a hybrid?" Allison ask to which Stiles responds.

"Hybrids are a supernatural cross between two or more different species. The term is commonly used to describe a werewolf turned vampire, as they were the first type of hybrid introduced to the world. However, since the creation of the werewolf-vampire hybrids, there have been other hybrids of other races in the universe, such as siphons turned into witch-vampire hybrids, werewolf-witch hybrids, among others" he says to finish.

"How do you know that?" Asks Scott.

"I read it when I was trying to find out what you were, but I thought the vampire thing was a lie," Stiles responds.

"A hybrid is more lethal than any werewolf or vampire" Says Derek. "Nature does not tolerate such an imbalance of power. Thus, the warlocks, the servants of nature, saw to it that the wolfish side of Klaus and Y/N Mikaelson are asleep. But they are still a danger.

"Who are the Mikaelsons?" I ask.

"The Mikaelson family is a powerful family whose line goes back at least to the Kingdom of Norway in the late 10th century with Mikael and Esther, a wealthy landowner and a Viking warrior, and a housewife and a witch, respectively. In the early 11th century, the family was deadly until the loss of Esther and Mikael's seventh child, Henrik to a werewolf attack that spurred them to use Esther's magic to turn Mikael and the rest of their living children into the The world's first vampires, from whom all Vampires are descended from the original vampires, are known as the most powerful supernatural beings in the world, but the Mikaelson family is also known to have members who are also witches and hybrids. Among them are two hybrids: Klaus and Y/N. In total the Mikaelsons are eight; Mikael, the father, Esther, the mother, Freya, The first daughter which is only a witch and does not belong to the original lineage, Finn, The second son, Elijah, the third son, Klaus, the fourth son which is the hybrid and is not the son of Mikael but bears his last name, Kol, the fifth son, Rebekah, the sixth daughter, Y/N, the seventh daughter which is not the daughter of Mikael and the last, Henrik, the eighth son. Of these eight only are alive: Freya, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, Rebekah and Y/N" Derek answers.

''They wasted no time," Stiles says.

"Neither is Esther. Children of different parents" I say smiling. "But how did "first hybrids" happen?

"When Klaus and Y/N first killed after being turned into vampires, they triggered their werewolf gene, which finally reveals the truth of their true paternity to their family: Klaus and Y/N were not Mikael's children but the boss's children of her village werewolf clan, with whom Esther had an affair. Once Mikael learned of Esther's infidelity and realized that her lover's pack were the werewolves who killed Henrik, Mikael hunted down and killed Klaus and Y/N's father and his entire family, igniting a war. Between vampires and werewolves that still exists. Shortly after the Mikaelsons became vampires and learned of Klaus and Y/N werewolves' legacy, Esther was forced to curse Klaus and Y/N to make their werewolf natures lie dormant, so that they didn't bother yet. More to nature by possessing so much power. However, Klaus and Y/N felt betrayed by this punishment, and in retaliation, Klaus murdered his mother and framed Mikael for the act. Understood?" Peter asks and I nod.

"I'm more than sure it's her!" Derek exclaims.

"It has to be her, if you questioned her or just stopped...-Lydia says to be interrupted by Peter.

"It's her Doppelgänger..."

Y/N Mikaelson Pov

You got out of the tub while you were dripping to grab the towel and start drying off. Tomorrow would be your first day in high school, you had never attended one and according to Caroline and Stefan they are very good, also Rebekah go into one and she looks older than you. You wrapped the towel around your body and left the bathroom to go to your room. You dropped the towel while you felt the air all over your body, you took off your underwear from the wardrobe and then put on a loose shirt and some pajama shorts. You go down to the kitchen for some whiskey and you go back upstairs. You arranged your things for tomorrow and left them arranged so that you only had to go...

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Some Legacies 4x05 Thoughts

I’m annoyed bc I had a bunch of stuff typed up and then I lost it when the page refreshed

Anyway, I didn’t have the brainpower for a live react or a proper analysis bc Nanowrimo is taking all of it so these are pretty disorganized

I missed Rebekah so much! She does seem a bit more mature now than she was on TO. I always wanted to see Hope and Rebekah being that niece/aunt duo that are more like sisters (which would be more fun if they really did look the same age). I wish Marcel could have been with her. Does anyone know where Charles Michael Davis stands on having a cameo on Legacies?

But also, did anyone else think that Rebekah’s accent was a bit off? Guess it’s been a minute since Claire had to do an English accent. It sounded a little too posh, I think.

I think it’s so interesting that Rebekah brought the dagger and actually used it. I appreciate how it serves a dual purpose: showing us that Hope really isn’t affected by white oak the same way the Originals were, and providing a loaded moment where Rebekah uses the tactic that haunted her for a thousand years on her beloved niece. That being said, it’s obvious that she wasn’t using the dagger on Hope in the same way Klaus used them on her. Most likely, she was going to keep Hope daggered until they got to New Orleans. Same effect to snapping her neck except without the chance that Hope would wake up (except she didn’t consider that the dagger wouldn’t work properly on Hope).

I wish the Mikaelsons could have more than these 1-episode cameos. Still really confused that Freya said she was there to witness Hope’s transition into the Tribrid, but she seemed to totally disappear after she killed Hope? But, because of irl logistics and all that, I’m still grateful we get these 1-episode cameos at all.

I would be super impressed if they kill off Alaric. Haven’t read the future episodes’ synopses, so idk if Matt Davis is going to be in a lot of future episodes. I like how his “last words” are about his relationship with his daughters instead of the more predictable route of trying to get the twins to go after Hope and forgive her and help her. It just feels that right that, in his last moments, he’s overwhelmed with the thought of leaving his daughters.

Loved loved loved the scene with Ric and 13-year-old Hope. Summer Fontana is back! I hope she cameos more, but I get the feeling she won’t since DRR played 15-year-old Hope. Anyway, I always love a father/daughter Holaric scene.

Speaking of Holaric scenes, kinda disappointed that Hope didn’t suck him to near-death in addition to beating the crap out of him. Not in an anti-Alaric way, but just because I’m living for dark vampire Hope

Speaking on that, vampire Hope with no humanity is everything I wanted. And clearly, DRR is living her best life playing her. The compulsion, the drinking, the knife in the hand, and throwing darts at that vampire? I hope the show sticks with this vibe for their vampires. I hope she gets a few more episodes with her humanity off just because it’s so fun and I really want to see how the characters develop now that they’re at odds with Hope and she isn’t at the school, but I also can’t wait for when the flip happens and Hope deals with her grief and the fallout from whatever she does while her humanity is off. 

It’s amazing that Hope finally gets to be show as interested in women, but it is off that they’ve only had her doing so now that she’s at her most immoral. Kinda how Penelope was only shown to be interested in guys when she was being manipulative. 

Unpopular opinion ig, but there was absolutely nothing wrong with Josie being upset that she didn’t voice what she wanted in terms of the head dive. She acknowledges it and identifies it as a recurring problem for her, she didn’t blame Lizzie and didn’t even insinuate that it was Lizzie’s fault. Lizzie attributing it to her selfishness when it wasn’t is an issue of her own that she needs to work on.

I’ve been sick of Mizzie for a while bc imo they can treat each other awfully and Lethan was never interesting for me. So this better not be a love triangle and better end up in a poly, because it’s a waste of time if it’s not. I’m getting mixed signals about it, because at times it feels like MG and Ethan are Lizzie’s “options” and others that Methan still has that romantic tension and the three of them seem to be equally invested in each other. CW, please redeem yourself from the missed opportunity that was Memoraven

Also seems to be a kind of unpopular opinion, but I really don’t mind if they’re “reverting” back to that TO S5 plot of an organization that wants to get rid of “abominations” like a tribrid. The Daywalkers were lame af esp with Charles and his hoodie lmao but the premise itself is pretty solid and makes a lot of sense. Plus, Hayley’s last words to Hope about her being everything that they fear bc she’s all three factions is a theme in Hope’s story that I’ve always wanted to come back. Also, the School has always operated on the theme that the kids are there bc the outside world doesn’t accept them, so this fits with Legacies pretty well.

Lizzie-wise, I find it really interesting how she reacts to people harming her family/most loved ones (when Hope manipulated Josie into taking her magic back and now). She really goes ham with her frustration and becomes very judgy with their intentions/thought process. It’s very Mikaelson-esque, but without the part where the Mikaelsons usually end up grudgingly understanding the person who hurt their family bc its something they would do too. Not saying it’s a bad thing. It’s just interesting.

Saw the promo and ehhh I would have preferred it if Hope was on her own for a while more (or runs into Clarke bc Triad). I don’t want it to get to the point where they’re all back together quite yet, because I don’t trust the writers to not immediately make NoHumanity!Hope kid-friendly again bc she’s with the others.

I do not think that it’s Aurora on the phone. It sounds nothing like her, and wouldn’t Freya have noticed if the sleeping vampire in her home disappeared? For some reason I suspected Emma but that’s probs just bc she cameod (suspiciously short cameo) and bc of her accent. It would make absolutely no sense for it to be Emma. I’d honestly be mad if they did that to her character.

Still have no clue what that Triad vampire meant about the “original bloodlines”. Maybe we could get into the “first witches” and maybe some direct descendant from Inadu’s tribe, but we already know who the Original Vampires are so that wouldn’t work. Thinking that they’ll be the direct descendants of the original three who created Malivore in the first place, I guess? It could be interesting, so long as Malivore doesn’t come back. I think that villain has been played out.

Again, it’s so weird how unbothered everyone is that (to their knowledge) Hope killed killed Landon. Like they just go on with their days. It’s weird enough that they all just chilled at school after they got Cleo back/after Ric brought Kaleb back. You’d think they would have gone back out there to back Hope up or pick up the pieces from the battle they knew she was in? But yeah, the fact that they’re so chill is weird. No fucking wonder Hope was able to get Ric alone to attack him. It’s like everyone says “alright, I’m done” after they do the one task they’ve been assigned. This isn’t even unique to this episode. It’s like this a majority of the time.

Also, Cleo making that tree! When do you think she’ll bring up the idea she had to the rest of the group?

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My thoughts on the vampire diaries and the originals

Where are the survival instincts in characters

Where is the common sense

Leave Mystic Falls when you get the chance unless you wanna die multiple times, I'm looking at you Bonnie

Only reason dumb and dumber aka Damon and Stefan is still alive is because of plot armour

1000 years old vampires and still act like childish idiots with no impulsive control

Why are their so many mikaelson incest fics on ao3

Did rebekah groom marcel because she knew him since he was a child?

Kolvina is cute and no one can tell me otherwise

I hate Damon and Stefan, no one can change my opinion on that

Elena need more survival instinct and need therapy

How did Damon and Stefan survive so long?

Kol and Davina is my favourite characters

Rebekah is kinda annoying with her falling in love bullshit

Klaus with Caroline or cami wouldn't work because he's too much of narcissistic person with small dick energy

Elijah is hypocrite

Hayley and Niklaus is cute ship and I ship it

Davina is badass and I want to adopt her

Only mikealson who I would actually hang out with is kol because at least he's more loyal unlike rest of mikealson siblings

Freya I would totally fuck her no question asked

Finn deserves better and one of the few characters I would adopt

Josh rosza is adorable af and I would adopt him as well

Slut shaming in the vampire diaries and the originals is so toxic

How many men have rebekah indirectly killed because she wanted to 'fall in love'

Same could be said with elijah because of niklaus jealousy

Let not forget poor little niklaus, poor thing have so many issues, abandonment issues, paranoia, narcissistic, mummy and daddy issues and that only on the top my head

Let not forget Julie what her name aka TV shows writer, she love romanticizing abuse, rape, racism, toxic and controlling relationships

Marcel will always choose new Orleans and people he close to over rebekah, it sad that rebekah will always be second best to marcel, she have no self worth whatsoever, when rebekah take the cure then marcel obviously going to leave, he's that type of person and total fuck boy

Elena and her gang of friends are willing to commit mass genocide for stupid cure

Marcel was also willing to commit mass genocide as well because he knew elijah sireline was still linked? Why does people not talk about this, I mean granted, it was because elijah killed him when he was grieving Davina because of elijah and Freya sacrifice Davina soul to save their family

At Davina funeral I cried so hard with how sad that scene and only time I cried throughout the vampire diaries and the originals

I love Vincent so much, he just badass dude

I love marcel, dude deserves better

Mikeal and his wife can go die in a slow and painful death

Let not forget Damon killing pregnant women because that not talked about enough

Let not forget Damon sexually abusing Caroline and using her as his blood bag in season one and not facing any consequences instead he got happy ending where people like enzo and Bonnie got no happy ending, Stefan also knew about what Damon was doing to Caroline and did nothing about it

The only good part about the originals Season 4 is when Davina got revived and any any scene with kol in it ( yeah I'm Kol simp)

Am I the only one who think Hayley and Niklaus would be good couple because I'm shipping them hard

Kolvina reunion in season 4 made my cold dead heart warm again

I have strong dislike towards season 4 elijah because he's had to have his memory erased, that cause more problems in the long run because he couldn't live without his family and poor Hayley paid the price because of his selfishness and stupid actions

Why the fuck couldn't niklaus live without elijah and poor hope never really got to know her father because he was too selfish to give his daughter simple call

Let not forget elijah committed suicide with niklaus when it was no need for it, he could've been there for hope, same with freya, rebekah and kol ( I don't blame kol not wanting to do anything with his family but at least he calls hope😒)

Hayley deserves better than dying pointless death, Julie sucks big time and ruined the originals for me, season 5 doesn't exist for me because it sucks

Why the hell did elijah and rebekah give out their weakness to a bunch of idiots aka Scooby gang🤦🏼‍♀️

At this point I'm still adding stuff as I go

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Killer Queen [ch. 5]

✏︎ pairing: klaus mikaelson x reader, elijah mikaelson x reader, kol mikaelson x reader

✏︎ summary: y/n Silvius –– daughter of the Alpha of the most respected and powerful pack of the first were-witches (werewolf + witch). She needs to find the remaining Crescent Wolf Pack members as the Elders are planning to reunite the seven packs, namely: Crescent Wolf Pack, Northern Wolves Pack, Moon Shine Pack, River Pack, Lycan Blood Pack, Midnight Stone Pack and the Malraux Pack. On her journey, she met the family whom the witches and werewolves warned her about, The Mikaelson Family.

✏︎ Chapters: one, two, three, four, five

It was early morning the next day when Hayley saw your messaged and called the attention of Elijah. "Elijah, I hope Marcel won't do any harm to her. I know she can protect herself but, she doesn't even know what to expect. I should've told her more about vampire stuff." Elijah called you, but to no avail, he received no response from you. Elijah then called Klaus, "Brother, I believe our new friend is in trouble. Marcel asked her to meet at Rosseau's."

"Oh, Elijah. Please, she can save herself. A vampire like Marcel is nothing compared to a hybrid like her." Klaus knows that a powerful witch like you will not let anything happen to herself. "Maybe you can call Rebekah if you want to deal with Marcel." Rebekah overheard this conversation, "Before you call me, the little witch is a bloody genius person. By the looks of it, it'll be Marcel who digged his own grave." Elijah and Hayley looked at each other and sighed. Elijah told Hayley, "I guess we'll just have to wait for her call then."

You found Marcel at the corner of Rosseau's. "So, what is it that you want from me?" Marcel smirked, "Feisty and straight-forward, I like it." You raised your eyebrows, "Just tell me why do you want to see me." Marcel gave you something to drink and eat, but you did not bother to move it. "Thanks, but no thanks. You threatened me the moment I got here, and you expect me to just accept this?" You pushed the food in front of you and he said, "Look, (y/n). I'm just here to be make friends with you. You're interesting." You looked at him, "Why would I want to make friends with you?" Marcel poured you a drink, "Because you are dealing with the Mikaelsons. You need someone who knows them in case things don't go well." You then told him, "Marcel, I know who I'm dealing with. And trust me, the Mikaelsons are not the reason why I'm here. Maybe there's more than just them. You know, like the thing called life and moving on." Marcel then told you how he became a vampire and his life with the Mikaelsons and how he thought of Klaus as his father. "So, (y/n), I'm just telling you to be careful." You smiled at Marcel and said, "Thank you for telling me all of this. I may lack on experience and knowledge outside my pack, but I do know that all of us are not that innocent. We've got bloods in our hands that we're responsible for." You stood up and left him. You checked your phone and you saw the text messages from Elijah and Hayley. You messaged them letting them know that you're fine.

While you were on your way back, Klaus appeared in front of you and said, "Well, done, little witch. You proved yourself that you can be trusted." You sighed, "You were there? Ugh, vampires are so annoying." Klaus smirked and said, "Oh, no love. I just happened to pass by Rosseau's and heard you two. You know, vampires got this thing called heightened senses." Amused, you said, "Oh that's nice. We don't have that. So... where's the moon stone?" You stopped on your tracks and faced Klaus. "It's not that easy to get, little witch. It's like you're telling me to kill all these vampires." You got your phone and typed Marcel's number, "It seems that I'll get the moonstone on my own since the mighty Original hybrid can't do it." Klaus snatched your phone feeling slightly offended and happy, "How dare you say that to me? Are you challenging me?" You snatched back your phone and said, "I dare you, Klaus. Give me the moonstone by the end of the week. Or else, rumor has it that the Original hybrid lost its touch." You left him and texted Hayley that you're going back to the compound to talk what happened with Marcel.

However, when you were about to enter the compound, you saw Hayley tending to some guy. You called the attention of Elijah, "Elijah! Who's that? What happened here?" Elijah looked at you and said, "The Guerrera pack. We thought that they were humans but little did we know that they are your kind. Werewolves. They wanted Hayley and Klaus' child. Rebekah and I were on our way to attend to some business when Hayley called me that the Guerrera pack and the witches are conniving against us and that they're attacking her. But this young man, who happens to know you, rushed to help Hayley."

You walked towards the man and you were shocked and scared, "Aiden?! Aiden!!! What happened to you?! Where's your protection charm?!" Aiden held your hand and said, "I used it against the Lycan Blood Pack. They attacked me, they didn't want my help, our help at all!" You can't think straight as this is the first time you saw Aiden defeated like this. A woman, who happens to look like, approached Aiden and casted some healing spell. "Who are you?", you said. The woman said to you, "Consider this as a thank you gift for saving my niece. I'm Freya. The witch of the family. Before you ask, no, I'm not a vampire." You thanked her and asked Aiden and Hayley what happened here.

"The Guerrera pack happened. Apparently they are wolves who happen to hide the curse for so long. They recently triggered the curse because they were working with some witches to help them become more powerful than the vampires. Sophie called me beforehand that the witches are plotting against us again because they think that this baby is an abomination to this world. And that's when the Guerrera pack and the witches agreed upon." Hayley was shaking. Hayley's a strong woman but you can see that she's scared for her baby. You now faced Aiden, "And you? Why are you here? It's just been what, a week since we started this, explain." You help Aiden change his shirt, for you it's nothing since you've been friends since you were kids but the people around you found it awkward. "I concede, (y/n). The moment I got there, they instantly knew what I was going to say. They rejected my offer. They told me that they already have what we have. That we've got nothing to offer. They won't bow to me as their Alpha. So, I tried another way. I challenged the Alpha." You face-palmed yourself and said to him, "How can you be so... dumb?!" Many things are now running inside your head. "Now that you conceded, I have to finish two tasks. Good, great! I mean, it’s for the seven packs. Oh, god."

Aiden is apologetic to you, "I'll help you. I am strong but I don't think I am fit to be an Alpha, (y/n). I told my parents about my decision. I'm sure your parents are going to call you soon. I'll stay here with you." Next thing you know, Aiden is kneeling in front of you and he let his blood from his hands leak on the floor. He casted a spell on conceeding the competition and giving the task to you. This is also a proof of his loyalty to you. The Mikaelsons and Hayley saw this situation and they were amazed by the fact that they just witnessed someone conceeding the Alpha-candidate status. Hayley, as part of the Crescent Wolf Pack, also kneeled in front of you. You were panicking, Klaus and Elijah saw it right through you. "Oh, god. No, no, no. Both of you stand up. This is insane. Thank you though. Everything's happening so fast. I need a good run to clear my head. Aiden, we're not yet done."

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Life of Crime

Crime Boss!Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

TW: Mikaelson Crime Family AU, drug trafficking, the beginnings of human trafficking, murder, deceit, major character death, Elijah’s downward spiral.

Word count: 1.7k

This is my entry for the March 2021 prompt challenge!!! Reblog/like if you enjoyed!

Prompt: “This plan of yours is going to get us killed. Of course I’m in.”

Huge thank you to @dumble-daddy for being my beta for this. I really appreciate you ❤️

Thank you to @mikaelson-emma for letting me use your beautiful moodboard!!! It fits this fic perfectly imo ❤️

She sat nervously across from Elijah as he sipped his bourbon, his dark eyes boring through her as she agonized over the silence.

“That’s your plan?” He finally asked.

“Simple as that,” Y/N replied, shrugging. Her leg bounced as he processed the plan she’d given him, his eyes traveling to the window at the side of the room. She eyed the newspaper on his desk, headlined “Four More Girls Missing From The New Orleans Area”. Her stomach dropped.

“I wouldn’t call it ‘simple’ by any means. Dangerous, maybe.” His face was stoic as he thought it over. She moved her gaze to him and let it wander down his form, past the scar on his chin and down to the bruised knuckles that grasped his glass, the ring he wore on his middle finger shone as it caught the light. She recognized the Mikaelson Family crest engraved onto the silver as he set the glass down, distracting her from her thoughts about just what those hands could do and what they have done. “The Crescent Gang is small, but has proved to be a nuisance.”

Her eyes moved back up to him, skimming over his lips, back up to the dark umber of his eyes. He was watching her again, and she inhaled sharply as she realized he’d watched her scan him. The ghost of a smile passed over his lips before he sighed and pushed himself out of his chair, standing before her. She rose quickly out of respect for her employer.

“You’re my most trusted employee.” He began to walk around the desk and she turned her body to continue facing him. She stood with her hands at her sides, her face professionally blank as she nodded. He moved in front of her, the side of his leg pressing against the front of the desk. “And I trust you,” he traced his fingers up her arm, sending electrifying chills through her.

She swallowed roughly at the proximity—he was just in front of her now, and she could feel his breath on her face. He reached his hand up and cupped her cheek in his palm, gently pulling her in to kiss her. Her eyes fluttered shut and the rigidity in her spine fled as she melted into him, her arm stretched so she could intertwine her fingers in the hair on the nape of his neck. The other gripped onto his suit sleeve tightly.

He chuckled and pulled away. “This plan of yours is going to get us killed. Of course I’m in. But more importantly, we’ll be rid of the Crescent Gang after this.” He took a step backward, pulling himself away from his lover.

She gulped and nodded, suddenly hesitant about the whole ordeal. “I’ll get prepared,” she said, turning to exit his office. He watched her walk away, taking a swig of his bourbon as she exited.

Once she was far enough down the hall from him, she checked over her shoulder and pulled out her phone. She dialed a number and held the ringer to her ear. She waited to hear the female voice answer with a “Did he agree?”.

“The plan is a go,” she muttered into the phone as tears stung in her eyes. She hung up and made her way to the rendezvous point.

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Elijah waltzed into the docking area, his fingers toying with the ring occupying his middle finger. He whistled lightly as his footsteps echoed through the chambers. He thought of the plan Y/N had told him, exhausted every option that could go wrong and he could think of no holes in her precariously prepared idea. He had all the confidence in the world in her. He shook his head as his thoughts drifted to her, her eyes, her hair, her body - no, he had more important things to think about right now. He turned past the next shipping container and found two figures standing, waiting for his arrival.

“Finally you show up,” the woman quipped. She stood tall and proud, fists at her side. She had prominent cheekbones, dark hair and her fierce eyes were rimmed with dark eyeliner. She wore a leather jacket and dark jeans, with boots rising to her mid-calf. Quite the looker, Elijah thought. Beside her stood a taller man, with tousled dark hair and a matching beard, wearing a green flannel shirt, jeans and steel-toed boots.

“Hayley and Jackson, I presume?” Elijah asked, nonchalantly. He let his hands fall to his sides, tucking them into his pockets. His pristine suit and hair threw them off, he presented himself so well, they never would have guessed the mess that lay inside.

“Obviously,” the woman rolled her eyes and the man looked at her and put his hand out.

“Calm down, Hayley. Elijah, we just want to talk.” Jackson said, taking a step toward Elijah.

Elijah smiled stiffly. “Fine. Let’s talk,” he said, “You’ve been interfering with my business,” he pursed his lips.

“We just want in. You’re taking over the entire trade.” Jackson said.

“Drug smuggling is not a joint operation,” Elijah snapped. “If you want ‘in’ as you say, you come in under my employ, not by trying to compete,” he chuckled dryly.

“We don’t want to be employed by you, we’ve seen how quickly you’re willing to turn on your employees, your own family,” Hayley interjected, “You didn’t want to compete for head of household, so you got rid of your older brother Finn.”

Elijah glared at her, “He had no idea what he was getting into, the business was rightfully mine anyway,” he snarled. Elijah was losing his carefully crafted composure, quickly. How could they have known about Finn? “It’s not like my father was doing us any favours, either, leaving the company to him.” He was running his mouth and this would not end well for him.

Hayley looked at him in horror, “Did you kill your own father, as well?” she asked.

Elijah was beginning to crumble as his mind circled back to Y/N’s plan. She must be waiting for just the right time. He tried to bring his composure back, running a hand through his finely gelled hair, causing strands to fall loose. He plastered a pleasant smile on his face. “Why would you think that? My father died of natural causes. Not that I need to prove anything to you,” he said calmly. Hayley’s face remained horrified, while Jackson shook his head slightly.

“You’re an even bigger monster than I took you for,” Jackson said. The words echoed through the docking area, bouncing off of the walls of giant storage containers. Y/N listened from behind a container, hidden from sight. A tear fell down her cheek. The man she loved was surely using her to expand his own empire—nothing and no one would get in his way. She peered around the container, seeing Elijah’s back to her. Hayley and Jackson were starting to falter, they hadn’t expected such a revelation.

Elijah’s eyes and grin widened, quite frankly scaring Hayley. “You don’t even know half of it,” Elijah said quietly. He seethed at the two before him. They didn’t know him, they didn’t know the extent of what he would do, what he had done for his family, for his business. “The Mikaelson business is only just beginning.”

Jackson took another step toward Elijah, holding his hand up to try to calm him down. Elijah chuckled at the attempt. “Don’t try me, Mr. Kenner.” Jackson stopped in his tracks at the use of his surname. His eyes darkened as he looked at Elijah. “Don’t think I don’t know all about your daughter, Hope, is it?” Elijah snickered at their scared faces, his threat lingering underneath his words. Y/N shook her head, she couldn’t bear to let this continue any longer.

She stepped out from behind the shipping container, raising her pistol to Elijah’s back and firing a shot into his left shoulder, causing him to grunt and pivot, turning to face her. Shock covered his face as he saw her, his eyebrows furrowing. Before he had time to ask any questions, she fired another shot into his abdomen.

A sob broke free from her lips as the red stain blossomed on his white undershirt, his hands cradling the wound as he fell backward. He gasped for air as pain engulfed him and he wondered if this is how Finn felt. Hurt. Betrayed. Confused. Y/N lowered her weapon and rushed toward him, tears staining her cheeks as she watched him pale.

“Why?” he croaked, his voice already fading. She lowered herself to her knees next to him as she sobbed.

“Those girls. They’re missing because of you. Trafficked and for what? More money? As if you need it,” she growled through her tears. The man before her was different, horrible and inhuman, changed from the man she knew. He smiled humourlessly and she gulped, wiping her face as she looked down at him. “You were right. My plan was to get you killed.”

His body shook as he exhaled his last breath, his eyes glossing over. She clenched her jaw and stood from him turning to look at Hayley and Jackson. They nodded at her. She turned and walked away from the body of her lover.

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The Mikaelson Family business came crashing down as all of the siblings died mysterious deaths. Elijah was murdered in a warehouse by the riverbanks of the Mississippi. Klaus was unlucky and ‘choked’ on his dinner while out entertaining business partners. Kol was involved in a mugging gone wrong and Rebekah mysteriously died in her sleep. Freya’s body was found hanging in the attic of the Mikaelson Estate.

Law enforcement wasn’t asking questions about these deaths, though. Police Chief Gerard saw this as a great favour to the city of New Orleans as the missing girls began to come home to their families. Jackson and Hayley hugged Hope a bit tighter that night. Y/N drank herself into a stupor at Rousseau’s, which she assumed would also be closing up shop for good as it was a known point of contact for the Mikaelson drug trade. The ‘gang’ known as the Crescent Wolves were revealed to be a movement for trafficking survivors, helping free those in need across the country, holding fundraisers and rides for awareness.

Y/N attended the funerals for all the Mikaelson siblings, not in mourning but in closure. The family that unleashed hell on her city got what they deserved.

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Turning Pages (Kol Mikaelson imagine)

Request by @scallisonbaby : Could you write an imagine for Kol, she’s the daughter of one of his main enemies, she tried to keep it a secret but he finds out and klaus tries to kill her saying she’s probably spying on us but Kol proctects the reader.

Words: 2858 words

A/N: this doesn’t follow the chronology or history of the show. Kinda felt inspired, this is long

Y/N knew she was screwed the moment she saw him. The brown eyes, disheveled hair, handsome smile and smartass attitude, not to mention this british accent that could make her swoon. Yes, Kol Mikaleson really was her weakness.  She suspected he knew it and played with it anytime he could. She hadn’t known the Mikaelsons for long but had helped them countless times.

Several years ago, before the family came back to New Orleans, she had come to seek shelter. Her path had crossed Marcel’s. He had come to her rescue before some vampire could kill her one night and she confided a whole part of her story she wished she could forget to him. She had expected him to ask her to leave and never come back to his city, but instead, he had agreed to help and hide her.

Ever since, she had kept that secret and had sworn no one would ever find out. Before New Orleans, she had another life, another name. A one she despised more than anything with a man she no longer considered family. She’d learn of his implication with Klaus himself later on when the man she had succeeded to avoid for years came back, hellbent on revenge against the Mikaelsons.

« How exactly do you think this is gonna go when they’ll find out ? » Marcel asked her, handing her a bottle of beer.

She sighed. Sitting on the couch in his living room, her feet crossed on the table, she took the beverage and leaned back, staring at the ceiling.

« I think Kol is gonna kill me » She answered.

« Kol isn’t the brother you should be worried about »

She gave him a side look and pursed her lips before taking a sip from her bottle.

« Family’s a real bitch sometimes, huh ? » She half heartedly joked.

« He’s not your family, not anymore. Not since you came to New Orleans »

She smiled at her friend.

« But your father has become powerful enough to kill an original over the past couple of weeks and you know he’s gonna try to destroy them »

Again, she sighed.

« What am I suppose to do ? »

« I know you don’t want to see him, but you might just be the only one who can stop him »

« Do you really think he’ll listen to me ? After all I’ve told you ? »

« Lucien is … well … complicated, but not beyond reason »

She chuckled.

« Complicated ? Is that your definition of psychotic maniac killer ? »

Marcel stood up then turned to the girl, offering her his hand.

« You owe it to yourself to at least try »

She rolled her eyes.

« Damn you and your moral Marcel » She muttered, taking his hand and getting up.

With a heavy heart, she let him take her to the compound. So far as she could remember, she always had felt scared of her father. When she was a child, often she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her heart would race at the simplest sound of his feet approaching. Countless times she cried herself to sleep, hoping he wouldn’t hear, otherwise he’d come to show her what it was to be strong and not weak, as he would put it.

Marcel took her to the French Quarter, knowing whatever Klaus was planning, it was certainly to lure Lucien into the compound. He wasn’t wrong. The moment they step foot inside the Mikaelson’s mansion, one of them was already flying across the room, landing with a loud noise on the staircase. The vampire she had once known as her father was standing in front of Niklaus as his brother got back on his feet.

« You should’ve ran while you still could » Klaus threatened him.

« And miss an opportunity to kill you ? » Lucien laughed.

Klaus grinned, taking a step back. He silently nodded at his sister Freya. She instantly started chanting ancient words, a grimoire in one hand, the other raised in defense against him. In a matter of seconds, Lucien was on the ground, screaming in pain.

All this time, Y/N stayed behind Marcel. It was her way to shield herself from him. No one except Kol acknowledged their presence. Instinctively, after a quick look at her, he put himself in front of her. For a moment she thought it was to allow his brothers to attack, but when she felt his hand clasped around hers, she knew he was trying to protect her from the fight to come.

Suddenly, almost as quick as it started, her father stopped screaming and laughed. She’d recognize that evil, wicked sound anywhere.

« Did you really think this would work ? » Lucien proudly stated, standing up.

Freya took a step back, glancing at Klaus. Whatever spell they had planned, it wasn’t working on him. They all looked tense when he casually crossed the magic border around him with ease.

« Let’s get this show on the road, shall we? » He grinned.

The Mikaelsons spun in a defensive stance. Elijah launched himself first and made Lucien fall, but the vampire was quick to get back on his feet. Klaus used his speed to attack but the other creature anticipated his move and threw him against a wall. Angry, he got back up, breaking a chair and stabbed him with it. Lucien took the weapon out of his chest and Elijah used this distraction to get behind him and try to strike. It was no use. The other vampire turned before he could do anything and grabbed his arm, breaking it in the process. Seeing his brother struggling, Kol glanced behind him at Y/N before rushing to help him.

« Don’t move » He warned her.

He squeezed her hand one last time and ran to Lucien, punching him and making him lose his grip on his brother. Y/N watched in horror her worst nightmare happening. Soon, Marcel joined the fight and the violent dance started against the vampires. Her breath suddenly got caught in her lungs when she saw her father twist Kol’s arm, making his knees hit the floor. When Elijah and Klaus tried to get closer, he pulled harder on his shoulder. Kol winced in pain and his brothers stopped dead in their tracks.

When Y/N saw her father’s fangs retracting and the black veins running on his face, she swore her heart stopped beating. Right then, out of pure fear for the man she loved, she deciding she could no longer stay back.

« Enough! » She yelled.

His mouth wide opened, close to Kol’s arm, he looked up at her and smirked. For a moment it all sounded quiet. Everyone was completely still and no one moved over the silence of the room. The invisible tension was almost palpable as she took a tentative step toward him.

« Let him go » She told him, her voice quivering.

Still wearing that god awful smile, he looked back at her, pleased by her intervention.

« Stay back, Y/N » Kol warned her before, worried she would try to come closer.

She stopped in her track. As she looked around the room, she could see the questioning stares around her and she knew this moment would change everything, but she couldn’t let him hurt this family.

« Please … stop » She whispered, her eyes watery.

« Why would I ? » He darkly chuckled.

« Because I’m asking you »

Her lips quivered as she forced herself to take a breath.

« Y/N, step back. He is dangerous » Elijah advised her.

Lucien let out a sinister chuckle, raising an eyebrow.

« They don’t know, do they ? »

She pursed her lips, silently answering his question. Once again he loudly laughed, finding the situation amusing.

« Marvelous ! »

From the corner of her eyes, she could see Klaus started to put the puzzle into pieces. She was screwed and she knew it.

« I’ll come back if you let them go » She offered, ignoring Kol gaze on her.

He bitterly smirked.

« You chose your side when you fled my home, Y/N. And for that you will die too »

He tightened his hold on the vampire beneath him when he started to fight back at his words.

« And your pathetic lover with it » He spitted.

« You left me no other choices ! »

« You were supposed to rule by my side! » He screamed. « You were suppose to defeat the Mikaelsons with me ! »

« Those were your plans, not mine » She cried.

Again, she saw his fangs retracting and she felt the fear growing in the pit of her stomach.

« I’ll teach you what happens when you betray your own father, Y/N ! »

This was it. They finally knew. She saw each Mikaelsons widened their eyes in surprise. Marcel took a defensive step toward her when she noticed Klaus starting to shift, angry. What hurt her the most was the way Kol stared back at her. His jaw tightened, his fist clenched, he looked betrayed and it broke her heart. Before any of them could process the news or react, she watched her father plugged his fangs into the arm of the man she loved, making him scream in agony.

« No! » She shouted, running to them in a vain effort to save him.

Before she could even reach Kol, she felt her body being pushed and her back violently smacking a wall. The force of the impact made her close her eyes just for a second but when she opened them back, she noticed her father had fled. Ignoring the physical pain she felt, she tried to stand up.

« I’ll kill you! » She heard Klaus yelled at her.

He reached her at an impressive speed, clasping his hands around her neck. With all the power he could, he strangled her, and the girl was no match against Klaus Mikaelson. Marcel was quick to come to her rescue and threw the vampire attacking her across the room.

All Y/N could focus on was Kol cries. The man was on the ground, Freya and Elijah by his side, fighting an invisible force trying to kill him, fighting a fate brought by her father. He screamed in agony as his brother tried to hold him still while their witch sister had already started to gather ingredients for a spell.

« We don’t have long » She told them.

« Why are you protecting her ?! » Klaus shouted to Marcel. « That wicked woman lied to us! »

« She had no choice, Klaus! »

« So you knew ! You knew she was a spy send to destroy my family and you said nothing! »

« She’s not with him ! »

« Do I care about terminology ?! He is her father ! »

Elijah watched Y/N as she tightly shut her eyes at his brother’s words.

« Enough, Niklaus! » He shouted at his brother. « This is not the place, nor the time »

Kol was still restless on the ground, the spasms making it harder for Elijah to hold him still. His skin had started to become sickly pale. Y/N stared at him, a few feet away. Never had she felt so guilty and ashamed. She could see his misery and knew the mere sight of it would haunt her for the rest of her life.

« Freya, do something ! » Klaus urged her when his brother stared to violently shake.

« I’m trying ! » She responded.

She quickly gathered everything she needed around her, working as fast as she could.

« I’m gonna need Lucien’s blood » She informed them.

The brothers shared a look. They knew wherever the man was, they wouldn’t reach him in time.

«  Would … would mine work ? » Y/N softly suggested.

« Yes »

« You’re not coming anywhere near him! » The hybrid shouted back.

« Niklaus, let the woman help! » Elijah answered him.

He nodded at her and she almost ran to Freya, offering her arm to her. She winced when the witch cut her skin but her eyes never left Kol. Freya finished her spell and mixed all her ingredients, adding Y/N’s blood then handed a cup to Elijah. He brought it to his brother’s mouth, forcing him to drink. The girl waited by his side, anxious. She hadn’t noticed the tears on her face, nor her hands trembling. She let out a breath of relief when she saw the man stopped shivering.

« Leave, now » Klaus firmly ordered.

« Are you serious ? She just saved your brother! » Marcel warned him.

« It’s … it’s alright, I’ll go »

She stood up, shaking with emotions, ready to collapse in tears, and walked to the door. She took a look back, needing to make sure he was alive.

« He’s gonna be alright » Elijah reassured her.

She nodded, glad he at least wasn’t showing any sign of anger toward her then glanced one last time at Niklaus.

« You and I share one thing in commun, we didn’t choose to have a crappy father. I thought you of all people would’ve understood that »

He pursed his lips, holding himself back from answering.

« I’ll leave New Orleans tomorrow » She told them. « I’ll try to draw him out of the city »

« You don’t need to go » Marcel told her.

« Just … tell him I’m sorry, okay ? » She asked, looking one last time at Kol.

Marcel sadly nodded at the girl before she disappeared. For a while, she just wandered around the streets, enjoying the eery atmosphere of New Orleans one last time before going home and packing.

Leaning over the balcony of her home later that night, she stared at the life still roaring so late in the city. A man on the street was playing the sax while some people danced to it. She could hear the noise from Rousseau’s, the laugh, the music, the chatter. Bourbon street and its live music and vibrant people felt so alive and inviting, a chaotic contrast to what she was feeling. Time seemed to slow as she tried to photograph this memory, a keepsake to give her strength in the rough times she knew would come against her father. She felt a sudden gush of air behind her and shivered, knowing what it was before he even spoke.

« Were you really expecting me to let you go that easily, love ? »

She closed her eyes, a tear rolling down her cheek. All the noises around her disappeared. All she could hear was the loud silence and his heavy presence. She tensed when she felt him take a step closer, scared he might say something that would definitely hurt her.

« Kol… » She whispered.

« Why ? » He simply asked.

She pursed her lips, trying to come up with an answer that would be enough to make him understand.

« I was scared »

« Of what ?! »

« My father has done terrible things »

He grabbed her wrist, making her sharply turned to face him.

« Y/N, have you seen my family ? » He argued. « Did you think I would judge you ? Do you think so low of me ? »

« Are you alright ? » She suddenly asked, not acknowledging any of his questions, her eyes scanning his body for any sign of injury.

« What ? »

He seemed lost for a moment.

« Your wound » She explained. « Has it healed ? »

« That’s beside the point, Y/N »

« You almost died because of me »

« Because of him » He corrected her.

In a second he was in front of her and entangled his hand in her hair, his thumb softly stroking her cheek.

« Why, Y/N ? » He asked in a whisper, his eyes pouring into hers.

She felt small under his gaze, unarmed and vulnerable.

« I didn’t want to remember » She admitted. « I just wanted to forget him, forget he existed, forget the years of … »

She stopped herself and he knew why. He didn’t need her to say it to know Lucien had hurt her, badly.

« I didn’t think I’d see him again » She kept going, a lump forming in her throat. « I thought I was free, Kol »

She starred right back at him, a sob escaping her throat.

« I thought I was finally free » She told him, her shoulders shaking with every word.

He dragged her to him, squeezing her as she melt down in his arms. It was more than crying, it was the kind of desolate sobbing that comes from a person drained of all hope. He felt her sank to her knees before she could touch the ground and tightened his hold of her. He waited patiently until she was calm enough to take a step back.

« There’s no way I’m letting you leave the city, Y/N »

« I have to make him go. Besides, your brother will have be beheaded if I don’t disappear »

« The hell with Niklaus, he can go fuck himself for all I care »

She rolled her eyes at him.

« I’m not letting you go » He vehemently stated, cupping her cheeks.

« He’ll come back for you. All of you » She muttered.

« Well good. We’ll be waiting for him »

« Kol … »

« Mark my words, Y/N ; I am NOT letting you go » He repeated.

He leaned into her and kissed her forehead, then her nose, then softly, her lips.

« I can’t let him get to you » She confessed.

« And I can’t let you go near him. This is a dead end, love, and you’re not winning this argument »

She chuckled.

« I really thought I’d lost you for a moment »

He smirked.

« Never. You’re stuck with me for an eternity »