#elijah mikaelson christmas drabbles

[xvxni]

The Mikaelsons Masterlist

𝓔𝓵𝓲𝓳𝓪𝓱 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷

Disney Prince

Everyone blames Disney for high love expectations, I blame you.

Fluff ---COMING SOON!

Centuries

He has loved you for centuries now, but fate set you apart. He's with Hayley when he meets you again. He's at war with his heart, as centuries-old feelings start to resurface. In the end, all must succumb to the ultimate truth...

Angst, smut, fluff ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Under The Mistletoe

All it took was three years, reverse psychology, looking your best everyday and a Mikaelson Christmas Gala for your admirer from afar to confess his feelings for you. And you didn't just kiss...

Smut, angst, fluff ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Outcast

Elijah taught you that why must you try to fit in when you're born to stand out in more ways than one.

Angst, smut, fluff ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Special

Headcanons of how you and your boyfriend spend quality time together.

Fluff, fluff, fluff! ---COMING SOON!

Autumn

A typical day of your favourite season with the elegant Original.

Fluff ---COMING SOON!

𝓝𝓲𝓴𝓵𝓪𝓾𝓼 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷

Secrets

Ocean blue eyes, looking in mine. I feel like I might, sink and drown and die...

Fluff ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Drunk Escapades

He's the sin you want to commit, the thrill you're seeking, the fire you want to be consumed in...

Smut ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

A Thousand Years

I've waited a thousand years for you. I will devour you, love you to the flame, to the point to madness...

Smut, angst ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Friday Night

Headcanons of a typical Friday night with you and Klaus getting wasted together.

Fluff ---COMING SOON!

I have a lot to say about the big, bad wolf. Drabbles won't do... like, ever.

𝓚𝓸𝓵 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷

Asleep

After spending an unproductive day at the Mikaelson compound, you pretend to be asleep so you can get Kol to carry you to bed.

Fluff

Best Friends With The Wily Fox

Headcanons of being Kol's best friend.

Fluff ---COMING SOON!

Nothing... yet.

𝓡𝓮𝓫𝓮𝓴𝓪𝓱 𝓜𝓲𝓴𝓪𝓮𝓵𝓼𝓸𝓷

Making You Mine

Rebekah compels Elena to reveal her feelings for Damon and now your trust is betrayed. Rebekah seizes this opportunity to warm up to you as she has always found you attractive. Hanging out with her escalates to a make-out session as you relish your newfound feelings for her.

Angst, SMUT, fluff

Power

Damon has become Rebekah's captive and as you arrive at the Mikaelson mansion to save your best friend, you realise just how much power you have over the blonde vampire... and you revel in it.

Smut, smut, smut! ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Relax and Relax...

Headcanons of spending a relaxing weekend with Rebekah...

Fluff, fluff, fluff! ---UNDER HEAVY PROGRESS

Nothing... yet.

𝒪𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝓀 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓀𝒶𝑒𝓁𝓈𝑜𝓃𝓈

This is basically a section of imagines/drabbles/headcanons with Poly!Mikaelsons and other random ideas that revolve around not one particular but all (or some) of the Mikaelsons.

COMING SOON

So here's the thing... I'm still relatively new to this fandom and I haven't watched The Originals. Now it's not available on Netflix and that's my only source of watching it. I absolutely love Freya and I would love to write on her, but I don't have any context so I can't being out her essence... the first thing I am doing after watching the Originals is writing on Freya.

Requests are open. Do let me know if you like my work.

Love, love, love,

Avani

[thewritersaddictions]

The Originals Master List

Klaus Mikaelson

Drabbles- Dating Him (11/29/22) Drabbles- Court Me? (12/03/22) Drabbles- Don't Leave (12/04/22) Drabbles- Red Heart (12/10/22) Drabbles- Only You (12/22/22) Drabbles- Laid Up (03/06/23) Drabbles- Jealous? (03/08/23) Drabbles- Mate (03/10/23 Drabbles- Lover Boy (03/22/23) Drabbles- Date Site (05/25/23) Drabbles- ABC (06/15/23) Kintober Series- Day Twenty-Four (10/24/23) Christmas Stories- Day Thirteen (12/13/23)

Elijah Mikaelson

Drabbles- The Gentleman (04/15/23) Kintober Series- Day Thirty (10/30/23) Kinktober Series- Day Twenty (10/20/24) Christmas Series- Day Eight (12/08/24)

The Originals-

[nalledimessi]

Wooden pile

Pairing: Elijah & reader

Word count: 600

Warnings: Anger but fluffy as hell at the end.

Author’s notes: Hello there! Thank you for all the love! I know you have been waiting for another drabble of our beloved Elijah and here you have it. I really like this one, I made the perfect gif and that inspired this one. I don’t know but have you notice some of the drabbles are subtly link between themselves? I will stop and I hope you enjoy the gif and drabble.

-I would get more wood for the fireplace- he exclaim irritated, without looking at you before going outside the house.

He start to pile some wood on the canvas with more force than necessary, taking the handle between his fingers and drop them with a heavy sigh and eyes closed.

-The wooden pile didn’t do anything to earn your fury, I in the other hand did it- you call his attention.

-I’m not furious- he answer you, turning to see you -I’m disappointment- he confess to you.

You cross your arms over your chest -If you are waiting for an apology you should wait seated- you comment to him pointing to where a chair was behind, earning a disapproval look from him -we came here to spend the holidays- you remind him -how I did suppose to know that your crazy witch ex-girlfriend would came out of the tomb, try to raised hell and want you as his king?-  you defend yourself moving your hands.

-I want you to acknowledge the risk you put yourself into and promise me you will never do that again. It was reckless.-

-I don’t regret what I did- standing straight and walking to him -We made a vow, Elijah.- pointing between you and him -And I will honor that vow as your promise of Always and forever-

He sigh -You almost die because of it,- lifting his hands setting them on the sides of your head over your cheeks -if it wasn’t because of my brother, you wouldn’t be here-  

You lift your hand to put it over his and look directly to his eyes -But I’m here, just a few bruises- making him groan and look down at where those injures where before -but alive and ready to spend the holidays surrender by our family-

He closed his eyes and rest his forehead in yours dropping his hands to the side of your arms -I can’t lose you. I don’t know what I would do without you- he confess almost whispering in a sad tone.  

You chuckle trying to lighten up the mood -I won’t leave you so easy Mikaelson, you’re stuck with me until forever- giving him a mark trade Salvatore smirk.

He pull apart from you while a smile appear on his lips -Sometimes your Salvatore came to the surface even when you’re already a Mikaelson-

-Oh! You love when my inner Salvatore came out to play- you tease raising one of your eyebrows to him in a sexy way.

-Can you just kiss already and come help me before your brothers arrived?- Rebekah call from inside the house.

-I’m trying to have a conversation with my husband, you can’t leave us finish here?- you shout unnecessary  to her.

-You have five more minutes before I go out and get you here to help me- she announce to you.

You groan and rest your head in his chest -It’s too late to accept your trip to Paris?-

He chuckle softly making you feel the vibration on his chest to then kiss your head -I may think it’s-

-Can you two stop the PDA while I’m here?- you hear Damon ask not far away from you.

You lift your head to look directly at Elijah, passing one of your hands to the back of his neck, pulling him down to kiss him, overlapping your lips over his allowing you to bite his bottom lip making him groan to then pull over and turn to see Damon -Get use to it Salvatore- you state before walking inside of the house to help Rebekah.

[dizzydancingdreamer]

A Very Merry Mikaelson Christmas | #18 Klaus

Request: @hellotvshowtrash “Omg omg omg holiday prompt #18 with Klaus, I need it in my life” GIRL ME TOO

Prompt: “The longer you avoid watching The Grinch the more I will believe you are him.”

Word count: 800ish

Christmas Master List 

“I love you but no, absolutely not,” Klaus lays a stripe of green paint down the canvas in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed in concentration, “I refuse to watch The Grinch.”

The disgust in his voice is almost enough to make you laugh. Almost. You’ve been trying to get him out of his studio for the better half of the day. The better half of the week. For some reason he’s been holed up, working long hours each day on the same painting. Enough is enough. You cross your arms, lowering your head and pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. It’s time to pull out the big guns.

“Please,” you bat your eyelashes a few times for good measure, “it’s my favourite.”

He huffs, spinning around to face you. This time you do laugh, a rush of giggles pouring out before you have a chance to slap a hand over your mouth. You can’t help it! There, right on his nose, is a smudge of the green paint. How fitting. You crinkle your eyes in amusement, striding towards him. He tenses, holding the paintbrush in his hand towards you, like a sword, and you giggle even harder.

He cocks his head, his eyes glinting, “my answer is final, go find Kol. I’m sure that cartoon is right up his alley.”

You step forward again, the smell of oil paints and freshly baked cookies curling around you. He pushes the paintbrush towards you again but with significantly less vigor this time. Now, instead of brandishing a weapon, he only feebly swipes at you. He’s caving. You pluck it, the brush made weapon, from his grasp and discard it in a bucket of other dirty brushes. Weapons. Same thing. You shake your head lightly, sighing at the man who has somehow stolen your heart.

“Oh stop, you know Kol is too restless for movies,” you reach out, rubbing the green off his nose and showing him the oils on your fingertips, “the longer you avoid watching The Grinch the more I will believe you are him.”

He smirks, grabbing a cloth from his pocket and wiping the paint from your hand, “would that be so surprising, love?”

You take the cloth and toss it somewhere behind him. He grumbles lightly but you ignore him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and standing on your tiptoes. You press your lips against his lightly, smiling when you taste the gingerbread. So he has been downstairs today. Those are Rebekah’s specialty. He kisses you back easily, his hands sliding your back as he melts into you.

“Come on,” you kiss him again before flattening your feet to the ground, your hands tugging on his jumper, “I know you want cuddles.”

He laughs, a sound that lights you up like the tree waiting for you downstairs. 

“I really need to finish this painting, love,” he leans down, pressing his forehead against yours, “it’s important. Time’s wasting.” 

You tug his jumper again, this time hard, and bring his lips back to yours. 

You nip at his bottom lip, letting the bites punctuate your words, “no more painting today,” bite, “I miss you,” bite, “come watch movies with me.”

Klaus sucks in a deep breath, his nose scrunching. You win. You smile at him and he rolls his eyes back but he also slips his hand into yours, letting you pull him into the den where you already have the movies queued up and waiting. The lights are low, only the glow of the tree lighting the room. You have a plate of Bekah’s gingerbread and some hot chocolate that Elijah made for you. It would probably be best to avoid that. You tug him to the pile of blankets and pillows waiting for you on the floor, pushing him down and then falling on top. 

He wraps his arms around you, pulling you to lay between his legs, kissing the top of your head lightly, “alright, love, let’s get this over with.”

“You’re right,” you giggle, pressing play on the remote, “we still have to watch Elf after this.”

He groans from underneath you as the first lines of the movie play. You lean back, closing your eyes for a moment and humming to the music. His heartbeat lulls you half asleep and you can already hear the earful you’re going to get for making him watch movies with you and then falling asleep within the first five minutes. Oh well it’s worth it.

“Everyone who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot.”

Right before you drift into a hot chocolate scented sleep you swear you can hear Klaus murmuring the lines right along with the movie.

[eternityunicorn]

🎁🎄My Present to You🎄🎁

Christmas was one of Elijah Mikaelson’s favorite holidays, mostly because it was the one time of the year when his siblings got along and played nice with each other, especially Niklaus. He enjoyed their togetherness more than he enjoyed anything else. However, his holiday joy was amplified this year by the presence of his new wife, Eternity.

He had been planning a romantic night of wine and gifts with his lady for the past week with everything coming together, as they had a celebratory dinner with his rambunctious siblings. It was after this that he had planned on whisking his beloved away to their bedroom, where he had set up the wine and his gift to her near the fireplace that was already lit and burning brightly.

Yes, everything was in order and according to plan...

...except for the fact that immediately after dinner had concluded, Eternity had vanished from the dinning room unexpectedly.

Elijah remained with his family, under the assumption that she had only slipped away for a moment and would return. However, the minutes ticked by and soon, he grew curious as to where she had gotten off to.

He excused himself from the camaraderie and went searching for his wife.

He went to the kitchen first, thinking she might have been grabbing more drink or perhaps grabbing the deserts. Yet, he found that the kitchen was empty, when he got there.

Next, Elijah headed up the stairs, heading for their bedroom. There were only so many places Eternity would be and if it wasn’t in the kitchen, then it had to be there. Though, part of him hoped that she wasn’t, just because he didn’t want his surprise spoiled.

Once he was at his bedroom door, which was cracked open just a bit, he saw that the lights were on when they shouldn’t be. Believing now that the ethereal beauty had to be in there, he slipped inside as silently as a predator, closing the door behind him just as quietly.

The Original’s sharp eyes fell upon her immediately.

Eternity lay casually on her side upon the bed. She was wearing nothing but a large red ribbon that was wrapped around her body, down intimately between her legs, which all came together in a large bow that covered her ample breasts. Upon seeing him, she smiled seductively at him, her eyes alit with desire for him.

It seemed that she had been there waiting for him to notice her disappearance and come looking for her. Apparently, she had been planning a surprise all of her own for him.

Elijah stood by the door perfectly still as his dark eyes drank in the sight of her.

“Well, Mr. Mikaelson? Are you going to come over here and open your present?” His wife purred enticingly.

He was at the bedside instantaneously, at the same time she rose up in her knees to meet him. His hungry eyes bore into hers, just before he grabbed the back of her neck and yanked her forward. His mouth devoured hers at once, his tongue invading the warm cavern and tasting her sweetness with abandon until he could feel her tremble with need.

Next, Elijah reached for the bow that covered her and yanked it. One form tug and the ribbon fell away, revealing her body to him.

When he pulled back to admire her shimmering flesh, Eternity murmured, “Merry Christmas, Elijah.”

His dark lusty eyes met hers with a filthy grin full of dark promise as he rumbled in return, “Merry Christmas, Sweetheart.”

Then, at once, Elijah’s hungry mouth was upon hers again, as they fell back on the bed and remained wrapped up in each other for the rest of the night.

An Elinity Christmas Drabble

🎊🎉Happy Holidays, Everyone!!!🎉🎊

[writingwhywhywhy]

Christmas This Year

You sat on the couch inside your living room. You had nothing to do but wait for this holiday season to be over. It was a matter of hours before Christmas day would arrive.

Last year you had spent it cuddled with your soon to be fiance. He proposed at midnight, and told you he couldn't live without you in his life. You couldn't imagine a life without him. He was your world. Before New Year's had arrived, you caught him in bed with his best friend, someone he had told you multiple times to not worry about. It was horrible and made Christmas leave a bad taste in your mouth.

The knock at your door surprised you. You opened the door to find Elijah Mikaelson in a very nice suit and red tie. "Elijah what are you doing here?" You asked

"Someone told me you were spending the holiday alone." He stated

"Yes. Kinda had a rough holiday last year. The whole engagement and cheating thing puts a damper on the festivities." You said

"Oh you mean last year when you gave your heart away to some scoundrel." He replied.

"I didn't know that. Plus he wasn't like that. He just became that." You said defending the man who had broken your heart.

"Well, then why are you spending the holiday by yourself?" He asked looking into your eyes like he was looking inside your soul.

Elijah always had a way with you since the day you two had met. He could draw anything out of you without using compulsion. You loved him and his family like they were your own. You even had deeper feelings for him that you would never in a million years admit to a single soul. Not yourself or even him. That was the real secret to him getting everything out of you.

"Well last year I gave my heart away and it was broken." You admitted.

"Maybe this year you should give it to someone special." He said closing the gap between you with a kiss.

"You know, you should kiss me under mistletoe or I might think you want more than friendship." You replied with a smile after you pulled apart.

"I would but you might never get the message, considering I have been trying to whoo you since we met." He said

"Too bad I can't give my heart away." You said watching his face fall a bit.

He went to say some form of apology for kissing you before you cut him off. "It belongs to some vampire who really needed to be a bit more clear with his intentions."

He smiled again before kissing you. This year your heart truly went to someone special.

[xxwritemeastoryxx]

drabble challenge prompt-bank #96 seems fun!

Since this is a drabble challenge and it has been requested, this will be the only time I break my rule of ‘Nothing Christmas related until after Thanksgiving’. XD

Drabble Prompt is in bold. 

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It was the sound of glass breaking that caused you to stiffen and shut your eyes. You were afraid to even know what had caused the sound or what item it had been that just broke. For being in a house filled with vampires, it seemed that things were breaking quite easily today.

Several opened boxes, that were filled with Christmas decorations, had been scattered around the room. A lot of the boxes contained old ornaments and decorations that had been passed down from your family. And if the glass breaking had been from any of those boxes, you weren’t sure how you’d react to it.

Klaus had fought you on being able to compel people to do the decorating, but you had insisted that they do this as a family. It was in fact Christmas Eve and you were not about to pull workers away from their families. That hadn’t come without complaints form him and even Kol. Complaints such as 'There is too much to put up’ or even 'Why would anyone want to hang this up?’ being thrown every once in a while.

At least the other siblings had been helpful. Rebekah had agreed to it right away and was trying to keep her brothers in line enough to get the job done. She reminded them often that this was as human as it got and there was no way they should miss out on this opportunity.

Freya loved the idea as well and was excited to see the decorations make the place feel more personal than just simply decorated. This was the first Christmas that you were joining them for and there was no way that Freya was just going to let her brothers talk you out of this.

Elijah agreed because he knew it would make you happy. He loved the way you lit up when you spoke of decorating the place up. You had been looking forward to this for weeks. He also had to agree with Freya, the personal touches of your past had made the compound look better.

Elijah had currently been standing on the ladder, adding ornaments to the large tree that Rebekah had picked out herself. You had been passing him the ornaments from the ground, every now and then asking for one ornament to be placed elsewhere, or to add another one to a spot.

That was when you heard the glass. Hand raised in the air holding a glass reindeer for Elijah to take. The sound had been loud and in the same room as you had been in. Indicating that something of yours had broke.

“Breathe, Y/N.” Elijah said noticing you had been holding your breath.

Taking a deep breath, you let it out. “Please tell me that was just a regular glass ornament and not something else.” You had been hopeful. You were still afraid to open your eyes and turn to see the damage.

“I would,” Elijah began as he sighed. “But that would mean I am lying.”

At the words, you turned and looked around. When you found the broken items, your eyebrow raised. Kol had been standing there holding a half broken Christmas mug. While it hurt to see the mug broken in pieces, it wasn’t that big of a loss.

“I swear it was an accident.” Kol said as he lifted his hands up in defense. Wrapped around his fingers on one hand had been the handle of the mug.

You crossed your arms over your chest at his words. For some reason, one that you have yet to figure out, you made Kol nervous at times. While you are a witch and that in itself could make you a force to be reckoned with, there was something in you that had Kol Mikaelson fearing you.

“All I asked was for nothing to be broken while we did this.” You shook your head slightly. While you were over the mug being broken, it didn’t stop you from going along with it.

“This is why I had said to compel people to do this for us.” Klaus said as he took a seat on the couch, a smug look on his face as he looked towards Kol. “Now we’ll have to watch as Y/N torments Kol. Not that I’m complaining about that.”

The way Kol had acted around you had made the siblings amused. They had seen Kol kill humans for simply being annoyed or if the human believed they could harm him. Yet with you, he never tried. Not that he would actually try it, seeing as you were with his older brother.

“Oh come on now.” Kol said as he looked to you. “It’s Christmas, don’t be mad at me.”

Your head tilted to the side as your brow raised once more. Without saying anything you walked towards him before smacking him on the back of the head. You knelt down and picked up a few of the larger pieces.

“It just means you’ll miss out on the homemade eggnog later. Since you broke your cup.” You shrugged slightly before walking away to dump the broken pieces in the trash. The rest of the siblings began laughing as they watched their brother’s eyes widen before your words completely settled with him and he began to relax.

Drabble Challenge Prompts

[superprincesspea]

Superprincesspea’s Countdown to Christmas: Masterlist.

An advent calendar of multifandom drabbles starring my favorite trash husbands <3

When they are all posted you can vote on which one you would like turned into a full oneshot. Please let me know if you’d like to be tagged in this. 

Day 1 - Simon, The Walking Dead

Day 2 - Hopper, Stranger Things

Day 3 - Jax, Sons of Anarchy

Day 4 - The Hound, Game of Thrones

Day 5 -  Elijah Mikaelson, The Originals

Day 6 -  Chris Argent, Teen Wolf

Day 7 -  Mr Darcy,  Pride & Prejudice

Day 8 -  Fox Mulder, The X-Files

Day 9 -  Daryl Dixon, The Walking Dead

Day 10 - Colonel Brandon, Sense and Sensibility

Day 11 - Spike,  Buffy The Vampire Slayer

Day 12 - Coach Bobby Finstock, Teen Wolf

Day 13 - Bronn, Game of Thrones

Day 14 -  Damon, The Vampire Diaries

Day 15 -  Opie Winston, Sons of Anarchy

Day 16 - John Thornton, North and South

Day 17 - Rick Grimes, The Walking Dead

Day 18 -  Rollo, Vikings

Day 19 - ??????????????????????

Day 20 - ??????????????????????

Day 21 - ??????????????????????

Day 22 - ??????????????????????

Day 23 - ??????????????????????

Day 24 - ??????????????????????

[make-me-imagine]

The Originals Masterlist

Link to TVD Masterlist here *I had to made two separate masterlists, not sure why but I think it had to do with a link limit.

*I've never actually watched The Originals; but I sometimes base oneshots in New Orleans in my own sort of AU

If you find any incorrect or missing links please let me know!

Here is the link to my Main Masterlist

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All Imagines - - All Oneshots - - All Headcanons - - General Tag

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Birthday Scenario Game (male and female characters)

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The Mikaelson's:

Headcanons: Being the youngest Mikaelson sister

Headcanons: Characters as Scents

Prank - Reader and Elijah prank his siblings

Reader is the youngest Mikaelson/Protective Siblings

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Elijah Mikaelson:

Gif Imagines:

Being in a relationship with Klaus but you fall for Elijah

Having a similar personality to Klaus and it drives Elijah crazy

Failing History and Elijah agrees to help you

Elijah gets you a kitten/puppy because he noticed you’ve been lonely

Elijah comforting you when you feel like you are too childish

Wearing a couples costume with Elijah

The way Elijah looks at you when you cuddle

Klaus & Rebekah catching you and Elijah in the act of PDA

Elijahs face when he sees you after thinking you were dead

The way Elijah kisses you

Walking around with a hickey without realizing

Elijah’s reaction when seeing you after a long time apart

Headcanons:

Being in a relationship with Elijah

The ways Elijah says ‘I love you’

Oneshots/Drabbles:

Let it Go (angst)

Prank (humor)

Sharing a bed/I could get use to waking up next to you (fluff)

You said my name in your sleep/You’re my soulmate? (cute/fluff)

You’re hot when your angry/are you jealous? (cute)

You’re a bloody idiot you know that?/You love me (humor)

Quit it or I’ll bite (humor)

Fake Date Jealousy/We would make a pretty good couple (cute)

Rock My DNA (NSFW; 18+ ONLY)

I think my fangs are coming loose (humor)

Fake Boyfriend (cute)

Reader is feeling blue/Elijah cheers them up (comfort)

Valentine (fluff)

Celebration (cute)

Sick Reader - Nurse Elijah (cute/comfort)

First Meeting; Christmas Party (cute)

Ship Drabble (Reader Insert) - Friends to Lovers (cute/comfort)

‘Hello Again’ (angst/reunion) *Part two coming soon

'A Christmas Kiss' (romantic/fluff)

Multi-Part Story:

Split Heart: (angst/romance)

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five (end)

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Klaus Mikaelson:

Gif Imagines:

Klaus finding your glasses and trying them on

Being in a relationship with Klaus but you fall for Elijah

Having a similar personality to Klaus and it drives Elijah crazy

Being an old friend of Klaus and seeing him for the first time in years

Neglected sister of Elena makes a deal with the devil

Klaus teaching you how to dance

Being sired to Klaus (Salvatore!Sibling)

Being Stefan and Damon’s sister and Klaus liking you

Klaus & Rebekah catching you and Elijah in the act of PDA

Headcanons:

Being Hopes twin sister/Relationship with your father Klaus

Klaus reacts to the reader getting hurt

Dating Klaus Mikaelson

Being plus-sized and dating Klaus

Being a teenager and being “baby sat” by Klaus

Being Henrick’s twin and your relationship with Klaus

First Meeting with Siblings + First Kiss (cute/fluff)

Spending Quarantine with your boyfriend Klaus

Being a Winchester and dating Klaus (Crossover AU)

Oneshots/Drabbles:

Klaus Fic - Part One - Pipe the fuck down asshole (humor) Klaus Fic - Part Two - Final - Zero fucks given, next please (humor)

Why Me? (angst/romance)

Klaus teaches the reader how to dance (cute)

In a relationship and sired to Klaus (Salvatore!Reader)

Married to Klaus (Salvatore!Reader)

If your going to dress like that, I’m not going to let you out of my sight (suggestive)

“I’m not the only one with blood on their hands”… (angst/humor)

'What the Hearts Wants' (gen/fluff)

'Never Second' (Klaus x Marie; contest winner) (ao3 link for fic as gn!reader y/n insert) - fluff/angst

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Rebekah Mikaelson:

Imagines:

Being a Falconer and showing Rebekah your Falcons

Being friends with Rebekah

Klaus & Rebekah catching you and Elijah in the act of PDA

Headcanons:

Dating Rebekah Mikaelson

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Kol Mikaelson:

Headcanons: Dating Kol Mikaelson

Imagine: Trying to help Kol with a problem

Oneshots/Drabbles:

Jealousy/I’m sorry, I can’t hear you… (humor)

I keep telling them we’re not dating… (humor/cute)

The reader tries to avenge Kols death (angst)

New Years Kiss (cute/romantic)

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Finn Mikaelson:

Headcanons: Dating Finn Mikaelson

[bellemorte180]

Mikaelsons plus Caroline are stuck in a mansion together for xmas. Caroline gets to experience/truly understand the freedom of being able to murder family without it being permanent.

Drabble for @storm-pirate

If she had to spend another minute with the whole Mikaelson family, Caroline was ready to dagger herself. In the two hundred years that she had been with Klaus, never had they all been under the same roof for this long. As a vampire, she was ready to dagger them all, damn the consequences of her own death.

“I told you so.” Klaus stated in a sing-song voice, casually flipping through a book in some language that she was sure he didn’t even speak. “I wanted to spend Christmas with just the two of us, secluded in a cabin but no. You wanted to throw a family Christmas with all of us nad here we are, one day into the New Year and you’re plotting murder.”

“It was meant to be a week.  Not EVEN a week. Three days.” Caroline holds her hand up, showing him three fingers. “How was I supposed to know that a blizzard would hit!” She turned  to face him, her hands on her hips and she narrowed her eyes. “And do not get all judgmental on me, Mr. threatens to dagger his siblings every five seconds. You were plotting their murders before we even got off the plane!”

A crash sounded from somewhere in the manor, Rebekah’s angry screams following behind it. Groaning, Caroline could only imagine what expensive artifact that she just ruined. Elijah’s bored and exasperated voice could trailing after them. Caroline could tell that even the most patient of the family was about to snap. Klaus had insisted that there was a reason why they all did not live together anymore. He was twelve hundred years old, after a while there were only so much of his siblings he could take.

“Sweetheart-”

“Don’t. Say. It.” He raised his eyebrows and attempted to hold back a smirk. She knew that her annoyance was the only thing keeping him sane. He was very much enjoying her struggles and for once, being right. However they both knew that Caroline was not one to admit she was wrong, especially when she knew that Klaus would gloat because of it. “I am not in the mood.”

Before Klaus could respond, Kol burst through the door; a furious look on his face.

“Nik! Rebekah-” Kol did not have a moment to finish because Caroline’s temper snapped and she flashed up behind him, snapping his neck. The sight of him crumpling to the ground was far more satisfying. Both of them looked at his unconscious body and Klaus knew better  than to comment but studying her face, he saw the exact moment her resolve broke.

“Two rules.”

“Go on.”

“The first, is that we pull the daggers out the moment we are free from this manor. Not a second longer.” Klaus snapped the book shut tightly, Caroline not taking her eyes off Kol’s limp body. He stood and walked over to Klaus, wrapping his arms around her waist. “The second, and most important, is that we never speak of this again.”

“Done.” Klaus pressed a kiss to the top of her head before flashing out of the room before she could change her mind. The silence that followed his siblings screams as he slid the daggers into their chests was like the most beautiful melody Caroline had ever heard.

[hellotvshowtrash]

Comfiest pillow

Request by @airamas3 : ✨ hey! I’m new to the fandom. Can you write a fluffy Drabble for Elijah mikaelson with the prompt “you’re my new pillow”? Maybe it’s Christmas or y/n birthday (fem pronouns if it’s ok) or maybe it’s there anniversary?

Elijah Mikaelson x reader Drabble

Warnings: none! Fluffy

Y/N flopped onto the bed after hosting the family Christmas Party. “I am so tired,” she yawned. Elijah looked at her from across their shared room as he took his tie off and began to change into his comfy sleepwear. He smiled at her adoringly as her eyes became droopy.

“That was a wonderful party you hosted, darling,” he hummed his praise and she smiled at him. She made a grabby motion at him and he chuckled and walked to the bed. “Time for our tradition?” He asked. She nodded happily and he crawled into the bed with her. He grabbed the remote off the bedside table and flipped the wall mounted TV on. She waited for him to settle into bed before she pounced on him, laying her head on his chest as he propped against the pillows. She snuggled into him as the opening sequence for The Grinch began to play on the screen.

“Mm, you’re so comfy. It’s official. You’re my new pillow,” she announced, wrapping her arm around his torso. She could her his heartbeat beneath her head.

“New? My love, I have been your pillow for 3 years. I’ll continue to be your pillow as long as you’ll have me.” He kissed the top of her head and watched the movie as she dozed off in his arms.

[misssophiachase]

For @klarolinefallbingo - “Pumpkin Carving Consent”

Knives Out

Caroline is determined to get the Mikaelson siblings into the Halloween spirit by imposing some mandatory pumpkin carving. 

Halloween Eve, Mikaelson Compound - New Orleans, LA 

“She does realise that arming us with knives means this is only going to end badly, right?” He quipped, running his finger slowly over the large, sharp blade, a gleeful look reflected in his brown eyes.

“Not if you bloody behave yourself, Kol,” Klaus replied dryly, his disdainful look not lost on Kol. 

Sure, his girlfriend loved special occasions, probably a bit too much by most people’s standards but he found it utterly endearing. It didn’t hurt that she was incredibly hot when she was clipboard in hand and immersed in full-on organisation mode either.

Ever since she’d turned up in New Orleans a year earlier after her mother’s death, Caroline had kept Klaus on his toes. First there was the whole no humanity thing to deal with but now she was back to the Caroline Forbes he fell in love with in Mystic Falls. 

His siblings, on the other hand, weren’t as convinced. 

Sure, she made them eat turkey on Thanksgiving and sing carols at Christmas. Then there was the explosion of roses on Valentine’s Day but Klaus figured that deep down his family enjoyed it as much as he did. 

Clearly Halloween was going to be another challenge given Caroline had insisted on a tutorial on proper pumpkin carving technique but he needed his siblings to cooperate as Klaus had an important plan to execute. 

“Yeah because that’s going to happen,” Rebekah snorted. “Have you met your brother, Niklaus?”

“She does have a point,” suit-clad Elijah offered. It was now his turn to receive a glare. 

“I let you live under this roof,” he growled, looking at them each in turn. “The least you could do is just shut those annoying mouths for one hour…”

“Or what? You’ll dagger us and house us in coffins?” Rebekah offered. “Oh that’s right, you’ve already done that. I’m bored, Nik, and pumpkin carving is hardly my idea of a fun evening.”

“Says the girl with no social life,” Kol shot back. 

“I think it’s all rather charming and folksy,” Elijah offered. Klaus stilled, glad that he had at least one sibling on his side. “Although, according to folklore, the jack-o-lantern is supposed to scare away evil spirits. I think as a family we’re doing fine in that area.”

“Not to mention the fact that it’s Halloween all year round in this place,” Kol said. 

“What is with you Originals and your need to drain the fun out of every single occasion?” She interrupted, walking into the courtyard. Even dressed in a festive themed black and orange skull sweater, Klaus didn’t think she’d ever looked more beautiful. “I know Mikael was a killjoy and all of that but don’t you think it’s time to loosen up a bit?”

“Hey, I’m plenty loose, darling,” Kol purred. “In fact, I could show you some…”

“Please do not complete that sentence,” Elijah interrupted before Klaus could tear out his younger brother’s liver. “I, for one, am quite looking forward to this little exercise, Ms Forbes. Lord knows my younger siblings could learn some patience.”

“That’s the spirit, Elijah,” she grinned. “Although, given we’ve been roomies since last year it might be time to start using my first name.”

“Roomies? Good god,” Rebekah drawled, rolling her blue eyes upwards. 

“Look, I understand how intimidating this can be for someone without the proper technique and skill, Rebekah…”

“I have a knife you realise, Forbes? And my aim is never off.” 

Klaus emitted a low growl, his protective wolf inside threatening to emerge. Sure, he loved his sister but nobody threatened the love of his life. Caroline moved closer, placing a comforting hand on the small of his back knowing just how to calm him. 

“Now, this is starting to look like a real Mikaelson get-together,” Kol chuckled. “And just so you know, my skill and technique is impeccable. I could wipe the floor with these three.”

“Is that so?” Elijah demanded, brows raised. 

“Sounds like Kol thinks he’s better than you.”

“Kol is mistaken and, now suddenly, I’m incredibly interested in this little activity,” Rebekah offered, hands on hips. 

Klaus felt a smile tug at the end of his lips, Caroline truly was a genius when it came to corralling his siblings. 

One sniff of competition and they were completely at her whim. Just another reason why he loved her. Between her organisation and manipulation skills, Klaus was starting to think he should ditch his plans and just take her upstairs instead. 

But if he was going to propose to Caroline, Klaus needed to focus on the task at hand. If she wanted a carved pumpkin he was going to make the best damn one she’d ever seen. 

“So, when I win can I dagger Kol?” Rebekah asked, breaking Klaus from his thoughts. 

It was going to be an interesting night either way. 

TBC - Klaroline Fall Bingo Drabble “Jack-O-Lantern”

[nalledimessi]

Popcorn garland

Pairing: Elijah & reader

Word count: 646

Warnings: A little bit of anger but more cheesy than anything.

Author’s notes: Well here it’s another drabble of our dearest Elijah. This isn’t the last one, I’m still working on more. Hope you like it and enjoy it. Welcome to all the new followers. This have tow gifs. Look at the end, I leave you a surprised!

Everyone in town was helping decorating, kids where running around having snow fights, light where hanging everywhere, hot beverage and the table full of popcorn, it could look just like another winter festival and tree lighting just with the exception certain Originals where around this year.

You where currently helping your sister, Elena and Bonnie making the popcorn garland, when Caroline appear.

-You two- pointing to Elena and Bonnie -stop eating the popcorns and go and put those garlands on the tree-

-Al right- both of them answer taking the already finish garlands to the tree.

-Great! Just what we need- you said sarcastic watching where Elijah and Klaus appear.

-What do you want here Klaus?- Caroline rush to question him.

-Hello to you too Caroline- he respond with a smirk -we just want to help. After all, this is our home-

Crossing her arms in front of her chest -You could help going back to New Orleans where you belong and leave us alone-

-That won’t be happening anytime soon, right brother?- turning to watch Elijah standing in his perfect suit and a mid long coat.

-I can assured you Miss Forbes, we’re just here to spend the holidays, like my brother said this is our home-

-Right, if you really want to help- she look them for a few seconds not fully believing them –[Y/N] need help with the popcorn garland and I need someone to paint-

-Show me the way, love- extending his hand to her to take.

-That leave me with you [Y/N]- Elijah call your attention.

-Great- you said careless still focus on your task.

-I was wishing we could talk- he announce while working on the garland.

-We don’t have anything to talk about- harsh in your voice -it was clear you didn’t care at all when you left-

-You know that isn’t true- he sigh -I lo…- he couldn’t finish because you throw a handful of popcorn to his mouth.

-I don’t want to hear it Elijah- walking away from him -I need a break- you whisper walking to the coffee table away from him.

-Running from certain Original, [Y/N]?- you hear him behind you.

Turning around to see him, hands across your chest -You could have warm me, you know Damon?-

He smirk -Where would be the fun on that?- you denied with your head and turn around to finish prepared your coffee. -He came to the boarding house, looking for you- he walk to be by your side -and we have a conversation-

You turn sideways to look and raise an eyebrow at him -A conversation?-

-Well, more a fight than an actual conversation- lifting his shoulder and moving his head slightly to the right.

-That sound more like you-

-Anyway, you should talk to him, let him explain- he informed you before leaving you alone.

You sigh, taking your coffee with you and one for Elijah back to your table where he was still working on the popcorn garlands.

-I bring you coffee- leaving it on the table next to him.

-Thank you- taking it and drinking from it.

-Why you left?- you question without looking at him.

-I was force to leave you- he confess.

-Your father- you said more in affirmation than in question.

-Yes, I was afraid he would hurt you in someway but I was the one doing it-

You closed your eyes and sigh -just don’t do it again- 

He reach for your hand and pull you close to him, one of his hands on your cheek, his thumb caressing it while looking directly to your eyes.

-You have my word [Y/N] Gilbert- he smiled to you -Now let’s finish those popcorn garlands, so we can go home-

-And where is home?- you ask him curious.

-Where ever you are [Y/N], where ever you are- he repeat to then kiss you.

[dizzydancingdreamer]

A Very Merry Mikaelson Christmas | Elijah #13

Request: @panpurplefirebreathingdragoncat “13 with Elijah Mikaelson, I read that and it just sounded perfect in his voice.” You’re absolutely right lol

Prompt: “You cannot, under any circumstance, climb the tree! No matter how badly you want to! Please just use a ladder.”

Word Count: 1.1k

Tag List: @sesamepancakes​ @kpopgirlbtssvt

Christmas Master List

You stare up at the grand tree in a daze, your hands on your hips and your sweater covered in sap. Drenched in sap is a better way to phrase it. You could glue yourself to the wall with how sticky you are. There truly is no salvaging it whatsoever. You couldn't care less about the hoodie though, not when you’re standing in front of the largest douglas fir that New Orleans has to offer. Had to offer, you should say. The thirteen foot tree is definitely no longer available. You and Kol have seriously outdone yourselves this year.

Kol throws his arm around your shoulder, pulling his lip between his teeth and staring up at the tree with a familiar calculating look in his brown eyes, “so, darling, we got the tree, we put it up, and now all we have to do is decorate it,” his eyes skim the length of the tree, lingering on the top, “that seems easy enough.”

You scoff but smile anyway, shaking your head at the brunette. There is no way that decorating this monster is going to be easy. Even Kol in all of his six foot glory is no match for it. The bottom half will be easy, that part isn’t the problem. Your eyes follow Kol’s and land on the top, right where the star has to go. It’s the top that’s going to take some skillful maneuvering. 

“We need a plan,” you tap your foot, tilting your head as you try to think, “a way to get to the top.”

You look at the assortment in front of you. Tinsel, lights, ornaments, candy canes. The whole works, still neatly organized from last year. Obviously you have to start with the lights, there’s no way you would be able to string them up after the decorations are on. You grab a strand, hoping that by touching the bulbs you’ll be able to think of a suitable plan for execution. You need to get this tree decorated pronto. 

“You could sit on my shoulders?” Kol suggests as he mindlessly sorts through a bucket of old ornaments, pulling a few special ones out and putting them to the side.

That’s not a bad idea actually. You could hang the higher ornaments and the tinsel that way. But that still leaves the matter of the lights and the star. Even on his shoulders you wouldn’t be tall enough to reach the very top. You scrunch your nose as your mull over all the options. You need another way to the top and you have an idea, one that’s just crazy enough to work.

“I don’t think we can reach the top like that,” you turn to Kol, a grin on your lips and a glint in your eyes, “I think I have to climb it. You know, to put the star on top.”

Kol’s eyes widen, his own grin growing magnanimously, “you’re a genius, darling! Why didn’t I think of that? I’ll hold the base steady while you climb.”

You nod at him, pulling off your hoodie and examining the tree for the best possible foothold. There’s one about three feet off the ground that looks sturdy enough. It could be better but it’s what you have to work with. You grab the star from Kol, tucking it under your arm and making your way to the branch. Here goes nothing.

You grab a branch above your head, “toss me the lights when I get up there, alright? We can string them easier-”

You feel a gust of wind behind you, swirling leather with the heady evergreen scent surrounding you. Before you have time to realize what’s happening a pair of bare arms wrap around you and whisk you across the courtyard, setting you on top of the bar. You set the star beside you, scrunching your eyebrows at the dripping wet man in front of you. 

“Eli,” you huff at the vampire with his mouth hanging open, “just what do you think you’re doing?”

Elijah is almost naked, spare the towel hanging precariously from his hips, and he still has soap suds in his hair. Beads of water roll down his chest and drop onto the stone at his feet, a small puddle slowly forming beneath him. You tilt your head at him, reaching out to catch a drop of water rolling down his chin. Did he seriously just leave the shower to run down here?

“Baby,” his voice is a tad frantic as he grabs your jaw, forcing your eyes to meet his panicked ones, “you cannot, under any circumstance, climb the tree! No matter how badly you want to!” his eyes search yours, looking for any inkling of understanding, “Please just use a ladder.”

He shivers as some cold air from the street trickles in through the gate. You pout at Elijah, batting your eyelashes at him. You love him but you’re running out of time to decorate the tree. Tonight is the annual Mikaelson Family Christmas Party and you’re the newest Mikaelson so it has to be perfect! You pull your lip between your teeth and he tightens his grip.

“But Eli,” you whine, your hands finding his face and your thumbs rubbing over his cheeks, “this is faster. The party is at seven and it’s already three!”

Up close he smells even nicer, like the Christmas tree but better, and you try not to let it sway your resolve. He squints his eyes at you, his mouth falling open again for a moment. You hear Kol chuckle from the tree and your face heats.

Elijah raises a brow, leaning down to press his lips against your forehead, “you can’t go to the party if you’re dead, love.”

You grumble at him, your cheeks flaming hotter. What you want to say to him is that he’s dead. That almost everyone attending will be dead. But you don’t want to argue, that will only take more time and time is very quickly becoming an extinct resource. He’s probably right anyway. You settle on nodding your head reluctantly, muttering a quick fine, Eli. 

His tense shoulders sag, his lips meeting yours in a quick kiss, some water from his hair hitting your face, “Thank you, baby. I’ll find you the ladder.”

You kiss him back before jumping off the counter and meeting Kol once more in front of the tree. He pulls you back against his sap covered chest, his eyes glued to the lights he’s been toying with in your absence. You lean against him as you wait for Elijah to come back, closing your eyes for a moment. What Kol says next puts a smile on your face.

“We have a ladder?”

[eternityunicorn]

📜🎄The Naughty List🎄📜

“We should make our Christmas wishes,” Rebekah said excitedly, while Niklaus groaned.

“I’d really rather not,” the hybrid rolled his eyes.

Eternity, Elijah’s wife, stepped in with a playful grin, “And why is that, Nik?”

“Because It’s a silly tradition,” he grumbled.

“And because I’m afraid that Niklaus is forever on Santa’s naughty list,” Elijah chimed in with a smirk, as he stepped up beside his lady, while sipping upon his glass of wine. “Therefore, his Christmas wishes unfortunately never come true.”

Eternity’s smile widened as she shook her head, “I don’t think any of us are ever on the nice list, my love. Not even myself.”

“No, perhaps not, but it’s still a lot of fun ,” Rebekah stated, as she came over to stand next to Niklaus. “Now, come along. Let’s make our wishes!”

With that, the Mikaelson siblings and Eternity went over to the fire pit that Rebekah had already lit, where pens and little scraps of paper were passed around.

Once everyone had written their wishes for each other, the lot of them threw the little papers into the fire, each watching them be eaten by the fire.

“So? What did you wish for, Elijah?” Eternity murmured curiously.

“I wished for continued prosperity for my family,” sighed Elijah. “And I also wished for the start of our own.”

The Original gazed over at his lady with deep love.

To his surprise, she looked at him secretively and then she whispered, “Well, you don’t have to wait for that second wish to come true.”

He blinked rapidly and turned to her fully, “What are you saying, Sweetheart?”

Elijah’s heart began to race and butterflies filled his stomach as he watched her lips spread into a wide grin that could only mean one thing.

“Wait, you’re pregnant?” He breathed out in shock.

Eternity nodded in confirmation, “Aye. That I am.”

His shock immediately turned to joy and he picked her up, spinning her around happily. Then he kissed his equally happy wife passionately, once he set her back down upon her feet.

“It looks like I’m not on the naughty list, after all,” jested Elijah, before sobering. “Though, it may be that I have everything I’ve ever wanted, so I’m not on either list.”

The ethereal beauty agreed, looking at him adoringly.

“I love you, Eternity.”

“I love you too, Elijah.”

Then they kissed once more, taking a moment to enjoy their Christmas miracle.

“Merry Christmas, Sweetheart....”

An Elinity Christmas Drabble

🎉Happy holidays, everyone🎉

[mydarlingklaus]

A Very Mikaelson Christmas:

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

I know, it's been forever but I've really just been relaxing and taking care of myself the past couple of months but to all my readers for "Black Roses" I DID NOT FORGET ABOUT THE STORY! I will update as soon as possible and I miss it as much as you all do.

This is part 2 to chapter 10 of my klaroline family drabbles: Meeting the Mikaelsons, and occurs before the merge storyline. Link to my ff page can be found here and at the bottom so PLEASE leave a review!

Happy reading :)

"Alright let's go through the list:" Caroline began checking off her clipboard. "Elijah and Freya are on food duty. Marcel is taking care of music, Josie's bake goods are in the oven, Hope and Hayley are finishing the tree and other interior decorations while Kol and Alaric string up the lights outside. Did I miss anything?"

"Yes, like an explanation for why we are doing all of this tedious work when we could have simply hired professionals?" Rebekah blurted from her chair.

Caroline pointed a fake smile at the blonde Original who was casually sipping on a glass of spiked egg nog.

Given that this was the biggest Christmas party she's ever hosted, Caroline tried not to stress too much even over incompetence. This was a joyous time and was determined to make it special. Being an only child with just her mom Caroline never partook in grand holiday gatherings and now, she had two families coming together for the very first time.

"I knew I forgot something, Rebekah you're on table duty." Caroline ordered.

"The hell I am." She snorted before drinking from her glass again.

The baby vampire breathed in and out through her nose to refrain from her fangs latching onto an 1,000 year old being's jugular.

In an attempt to make everything perfect for tonight, Caroline created a schedule of tasks for all the family members to obey, and hers was making sure everyone followed through with their tasks—she didn't count on confronting prissy Mikaelson behavior.

Over a thousand years of existence and they all acted like they never heard of basic chores.

"Last I checked you're apart of this family too which means you have to assist in some way. You can't just drink liquor all day." Caroline scolded.

"Actually I've been doing that just fine, thank you very much." Rebekah grinned raising her glass to the aggravated blonde. "Not to mention I've spent all morning searching for those impossible snowflake place settings you so desperately desired. You're welcome by the way. So from where I'm seated I've done my part."

"If we're being technical, all you did was pick out the pattern from the comfort of her bed while I was the one who actually had to hunt them down." Klaus announced walking into the room, making Caroline exhale into a smile.

She was relieved and happy to see him, not just because she missed his handsome face but because he was the only one capable of talking Rebekah down.

Despite the minor difficulties, Caroline was grateful the girls insisted on bringing thievery one together this year to celebrate Christmas as a family.

Kol flew in from California the night prior, around the same time Rebekah arrived from New York City on her private jet. Alaric had last minute paperwork to finish before handing over the keys of the school to his right-hand-man, Dorian, for remainder of the break—he drove out early that morning, alone.

Alaric finally accepting Klaus as a permanent factor in both Caroline and the girls' lives made their complex situation more graceful.

"I hardly see how that's relevant." Rebekah retorted with an eye roll, amusing her dimpled face brother walking up behind the chair to place his hands on her slumped shoulders.

"It's relevant, little sister, because you haven't lifted a finger since you've been here. This is a family day which means everyone is pitching in, no matter how much we may not want to. You're no exception here. I assure you arranging a few place settings on the table won't break a nail."

She shoved him off. "Oh please, as if you actually care about the holidays when you haven't spent one with us since Hope was wobbling around in bloody diapers."

"Rebekah—"

"You know Nik, It's okay to admit you're only agreeing to such humiliating labor to impress your precious baby vampire. We all already know the truth." She teased, smirking while finishing off her drink. The expression in her eyes could easily get under anyone's skin.

Caroline pressed her lips into a tight line, already sensing Klaus' annoyance beside her.

After all these years of being in Klaus' life—in some capacity—she figured the vindictive Original would have warmed up to her by now.

Obviously, not so much.

"Damnit Rebekah, stop being a brat and just fetch the bloody plate settings." Klaus groaned impatiently.

He shook his head when she childishly stuck her tongue out at him before standing to make her exit towards the kitchen.

"Where are those bloody daggers when I need them?"

Caroline sighed exasperatedly when placing her clipboard on the piano. "Oddly enough, that doesn't sound too bad. I'll forever deny that I ever condoned that."

Klaus laughed under his breath. "Your secret's safe with me."

The blonde's white teeth nibbled on her rose colored bottom lip. Both hands fisted into his black buttoned-down shirt, fingertips teasing the exposed necklaces before she leaned on her tiptoes for a quick but lingering kiss. Lips barely tasting the other before slowly parting, foreheads resting against each other's for a few peaceful seconds.

"Hi." She smiled.

"Hi." He smiled back while tucking her hair behind her ears. "I don't like seeing you stressed."

"Then you're completely unaware of what it's like to have a conversation with you." She teased, kissing his pouty lip sweetly. "But if you were any different I wouldn't want you."

"And what a shame that would be."

Their lips pecked against each other's again before Caroline let out a deep exhale, looking over their Winter wonderland home to see what else needed to be done—there was quite a bit.

"You're still stressing." Klaus said when observing the stress line in her forehead.

Caroline scoffed turning to face him. "Uh, yeah! The tree is only half done, the outdoor lights are probably just slapped on like a pile of meat and did you not just see me pulling teeth just to get your sister to set a damn table!"

He chuckled to himself, kissing her wrinkled forehead and rubbing her arms to calm her.

"Rebekah is the laziest vampire I've ever known and I'm sorry about her behavior but love, she had point. We could've hired professionals to do all of the decorating and cooking in half the time. I have excellent recommendations from our last gathering. Money wouldn't have been an issue if that's what you were worrying about."

"Seriously? Do Mikaelsons know nothing about traditions?" She scoffed.

"Actually no, we don't. To be fair me and my siblings only began liking one another two years ago."

Caroline's lips pursed as she pushed his hands off of her. "This had nothing to do with money, and this isn't just any Christmas, it's our first Christmas with everyone home together and I wanted all of us to embrace all the holiday traditions as a family. Which includes forcing in-laws to do basic household tasks like decorating a damn tree."

"In-laws?" Klaus smirked.

Caroline's cheeks slightly reddened as she accessed the weight of her words. Her sweaty palms rubbed up and down her burgundy bodycon dress hastily.

"Shut up..." She mumbled, slapping his chest when his smirk grew.

"Look, Klaus I may not have grown up with a huge family but I did have a lot of friends who took that place. We decorated trees, hung lights, ate dinner together, drank more alcohol than legally allowed and enjoyed each other's company." She explained somberly. "They stopped me from feeling lonely every year and I always said when I had a family of my own those traditions wouldn't die, and now I do..."

The corners of Klaus's lips turned up into a soft grin at her shy doe blue eyes staring up at him through her thick lashes.

Klaus stepped forward, grabbing her by the hips. "I like this."

"What, my distress or me bossing you around?" She teased relaxing into his hold around her waist.

"You being in my family." He clarified. "I like that you're mine and hearing you consider this your home. You'll never be alone, love and I'm very much looking forward to many, many more Christmases to come with all the ridiculous traditions attached."

A warm smile made its way to her face as she observed the genuine contentment on his.

It was just as surreal for her too, but for Klaus to go centuries spending every holiday alone to now sharing it with an entire family, she knew how much these moments meant to him. But she was just as eager to spend the rest of eternity with him too.

Her hands reached up to his face to bring him in for a quick but effective kiss

She moaned into his mouth when he unexpectedly gripped her sides, tongues brushing as they stole a few more of these rare moments.

They were both dazed as Caroline pulled away.

"Thank you. I guess I'm kinda into you." She smiled while wiping her lipstick off his bottom lip with her thumb.

Klaus responded with another kiss, this one more urgent and than the last. His hand placements more determined and certain as squeezed her hips, riding up the skirt of her burgundy dress.

Caroline giggled against his lips.

"Nope. We can't right now..." She whispered, trying to show some restraint inspire of her body's craving.

"Come now love, I haven't had a second alone with you all day. Indulge me." He persisted, pulling her closer against his hard chest.

"There's still so much to do..." Her defenses slowly falling.

"That'll all get done momentarily. Besides, we are currently standing underneath a mistletoe. We must comply with all holiday traditions. Isn't that what you said?"

Caroline appeared slightly bewildered when looking up at the festive plant hanging over them, not remembering hanging it up there before peering down at her smirking hybrid. The inner conflict roaming in her head already a thing of the past when her hungry eyes made contact with his full bottom lip.

"Rules are rules." She agreed breathlessly, her arms now wrapped around his neck she happily succumbed to the surrender.

Not beating his tongue from invading her mouth and fingers scrunching up her dress as the oral exchange deepened into a more passionate frenzy.

Her sexual appetite no better than his, especially when being deprived of each other for longer than 10 minutes.

"Oh for fuck sake! Would you two get a room already?"

With a low groan, the couple detached their lips but remained wrapped in each other's arms despite Kol's rude interruption.

"Certainly. Every room in this house belongs to me after all." Klaus announced.

Kol tilted his head with a smile, leaning against the living room's wall with a glass of liquor in his hand and ankles crossed.

"I'm no prude and usually would be helping myself to the view of your public display of affection, however, someone has to save my precious nieces from the emotional scarring." He claimed. "Not to mention, I've been tortured enough today from hanging bloody Christmas lights with that moronic human all day. Last thing I need is a floor show featuring Caroline where I'm not participating."

The blonde's cheeks suddenly a deeper shade of blush pink while she held Klaus back by his chest.

"Say anything even remotely offensive towards her again and I'll rip out your heart through your throat. Understood?"

The younger Mikaelson grin spread menacingly at the beading gold hue in Klaus' eyes.

"Is it a proper Mikaelson gathering without a few death threats? Happy holidays to you too, brother." Kol lifted his glass to the couple before skipping out the room.

"Remind me to snap his neck while he's sleeping tonight." Klaus groaned.

"I don't get why you're still bothered by his remarks after all these years. You know how he is and how much he loves getting under your skin because you make it so easy. He's harmless."

"More like a pest." He scoffed. "And his habitual inappropriate comments towards you doesn't make it right Caroline and quite frankly, I'm over it. Why did you to invite him anyways?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Because I invited the entire family and last I checked he's your baby brother, who you've missed more than you want to admit."

"Debatable." Klaus muttered, causing Caroline to laugh as she trapped his lips with hers for a sweet kiss.

"Better?"

He smirked against her lips. "With you? Always."

Playfully rolling her eyes, she twirled away from his greedy hands.

"And speaking of the girls Lizzie just texted that she and Sebastian are about ten minutes away." Caroline informed, deflating Klaus' smile.

"Yes, how could I forget we allowed our naive 17 year old daughter to go on a solo road trip with a boy three centuries older than her." Klaus muttered.

"She's not alone."

His eyes narrowed at her teasing tone. "Caroline."

She giggled, fixing the collar of his shirt. "Lighten up. I thought we talked about this. You said you were going to stand down as overprotective dad when it came to the girls love lives."

"They're only 17 and 18 years old. They're not allowed to have love lives, especially with boys as old as I am." Klaus scolded.

"Weren't you the one who was more than thrilled to agree to Sebastian spending Christmas here?"

Klaus' face scrunched. " 'Thrilled' is a bit of a reach, love. More like you and Lizzie ambushed me with the invitation. I'd agree to anything for her to be here even if it meant agreeing to undesirables staying in my home."

The baby vampire's eyes narrowed. "Don't you think you're being a bit dramatic?"

"Dramatic?" His eyes widened. "Caroline, this ancient boy popped out of nowhere. Has shown a sudden interest in our very young and vulnerable daughter after knowing her for what, a few days? And has her so mind-warped he even managed to convince her to let him spend the bloody holidays in our family sanctuary. He's a stranger to all of us, so forgive me for being a bit skeptical."

Letting go of his collar Caroline took a step back, letting out a loud huff as she combed her fingers through her golden tresses frustratingly.

"If I say something you don't like, promise you won't throw a fit and ruin Christmas?"

"You think I'm being paranoid." He concluded for her.

She nodded while crossing her arms. "Yes, and unreasonable, and a bit of an ass."

"An ass?" His eyebrow quirked up.

"Very much so. Babe, I love you. I know you have nothing but good intentions when it comes to the girls but you need to stop. You have to trust them."

"I do. I've told you multiple times that was never the issue Caroline and you know it. Can't believe you're still insinuating otherwise." He barked.

"Seriously?" She scoffed. "Klaus look how you're reacting right now. It's Christmas! We're supposed to be cheerful and loving towards each other, not insulting and yelling. You try chalking up this behavior to being an overprotective parent but it's more than that. Deep down you don't trust that Lizzie can handle herself."

"You know that's not true." He claimed defensively.

"When you describe her as 'vulnerable' and 'naive' it sorta weakens your claim. It makes me feel like you don't trust me either when I keep reassuring you that everything's fine."

Klaus' features softened as he observed the clear irritation and concern on her face. The wrinkle in her forehead that swigged out whenever they argued shined in all its adorable glory, but for the first time he wasn't delighted to see it.

There was no one in the world he trusted more.

"Car-"

She raised her hand when he tried to step towards her.

"You're an amazing father Klaus, the best even. 90% of the time you're everything they need, and I try to not be jealous about it." Caroline confessed. "But that 10% is for who they are as young women, the parts of themselves they're not comfortable sharing with you. That's where I step in and give them all the advice you can't, like boys and hormones. Hard to believe but there are some things even Klaus Mikaelson isn't an expert on."

Klaus swallowed, feeling more guilty and ridiculous by the second despite Caroline's attempt at lightening the situation with a smile.

"Lizzie is doing good. She's stable and happy for the first time in so long and has no interests of messing up her progress. I know you worry and want to protect her but if she's ever going to be the free-spirited adventurer you always imagined her to be, you have to let her grow on her own. Let her make mistakes and be as normal of a teenager as she can. Believe me when I say nothing ruins the relationship between a father and daughter more than telling her she can't see the boy she likes."

Klaus winced imagining his bond with Lizzie being served over something as irrelevant as a stupid vampire boy.

Being in control of all aspects of his life was how he refrained from completely losing his mind. He was a leader, King of the French Quarter kingdom but these weren't his hybrid soldiers he could command—they were his family.

He nearly lost one daughter for not being there when she needed him, he couldn't make that same mistake with another—no matter the intentions.

"Bloody hell..." he groaned, tugging at his curls. "I've been a proper prick, haven't I?"

Caroline's eyes shifted upwards, pretending to ponder. "Only a little." She said while making Klaus lightly chuckle under his breath.

Biting her bottom lip she cautiously stepped towards him.

"We're not welcoming him into the family, just getting to know him. He makes Lizzie happy so we owe it to her to at least give him a chance." She said, grabbing his hands into hers and caressing the base with her thumb, feeling all the built up tension slowly being released from his body and the situation.

He tilted her chin up, making her crystallized blues peer into his. Her hands rested on his biceps while his free one tightly wrapped around her waist.

"I do trust you, more than anyone. Please tell me you know that." Klaus desperately pleaded.

Her eyes wandered his worried face and heart ached at his desperate tone.

Over the course of their relationship Caroline felt she had to jump through multiple hoops to smother Klaus with reassurance. Deep down she understood his insecurities about their relationship—if she was confident in choosing him and not hating herself for it—but she had some of her own as well, especially when it came to being a good mother.

Caroline slowly nodded.

"I know, but it's nice to hear you say it too." A soft smile made its way to her face.

Her arms circled around him before pulling her hybrid in for a kiss that dissipated the claustrophobic tension.

Klaus squeezed her hips as the kiss transitioned from languidly and slow to passionate and purposeful.

Their lips, warm and soft as they exhaled into each other's mouths. Standing underneath the mistletoe without a care in the world of who in their nosey family could walk in on them.

They were each other's last eternal love and were not going to hide it from anyone—especially during the happiest time of the year.

Caroline gripped his biceps again, softly moaning as she opened her mouth to him and Klaus was all too eager to comply to the request.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

The doorbell rang before their tongues could even touch.

"Ignore it." Klaus groaned while going in for another kiss.

"We can't just ignore the door." She weakly retorted as their lips hovered.

"Sweetheart there's a at least six other people in this house. Let them feel useful." He mused when his thumb released her bottom lip from the clutches of her teeth.

Caroline was on the verge of complying until the buzz of her cell phone on the piano distracted them both.

"What is with all the bloody interruptions?" Klaus groaned.

The baby vampire giggled as she wiggled out of his embrace to check the bright screen.

"Our daughter is the interruption. She and Sebastian are right outside. Try to play nice." Caroline encouraged, grinning into another quick kiss before walking towards the front door.

Klaus felt a surge of panic run through his body as he watched from afar as Caroline opened the door.

Her face lighting up at the sight of the young blonde girl in the doorway, pulling her teeth in for a tight hug that visibly embarrassed Lizzie but he knew deep down she appreciated it.

A small smile began forming at the corners of his lips watching them together, knowing they were two of the four lights of his life—his forever love and daughter both under the same roof with him again. For the first time all day he felt whole, finally having all his girls together again, even if it was only briefly.

Family was something Klaus never took advantage of, not anymore.

He tried to focus on the tender moment playing out in front of him instead of the the smirking brunette boy standing beside Lizzie in the doorway.

Klaus' smile faded and fists clenched when Sebastian greeted Caroline with a kiss on both cheeks.

This was the first time he had actually seen the other vampire fully.

No denying he was originated from a different era, based on his ruffled white shirt, boots and blazer like a pirate. Lizzie explained that Sebastian was desiccated as a teenager but he still had a mature aura that made Klaus uncomfortable. His features so sharp and defined, it made him seem much older than he claimed. Too mature for a newly 17 year old girl to be with—Klaus thought.

"And these are for you, Headmistress Forbes. Elizabeth informed me that you fancy white lilies."

Klaus overheard the youngster using his charm on Caroline and based on her flattered reaction and an 'aw you didn't have to' quickly following, it seemed to be working.

-I hate this.

Klaus's chest compressed as the three began walking towards him with beaming smiles on all faces except the boy. Instantly noticing the young couple's fingers interlocked together while Lizzie and Caroline talked and Sebastian's eyes wandered around the mansion curiously.

-I really hate this...

He let out a deep exhale as a smile shaped his lips as the enthusiastic young witch skipped into his arms.

"Merry Christmas Klaus!" Lizzie beamed as their hug tightened.

The nerves that had piled up in Klaus' throat dissipated at the warm greeting from just one of the four lights in his life. It was difficult to imagine the centuries he went without physical affection given how habitual the act was now.

It had barely been two months since he last saw Lizzie but it felt like forever now that she was back home—her real home.

Rubbing her back and kissing the top of her head, Klaus slightly pulled away with one arm still around her.

"Merry Christmas sweetheart. How was the drive?"

"Great. I mean, Uncle Damon's burnt down Camaro is as ancient as he is and I nearly broke a nail operating the stick shift, but overall no complaints."

Klaus nodded his head, making a mental note to dispose of the Salvatore hand-me-down and buy Lizzie a brand new car.

"All that matters is that you're finally here safe and sound." Caroline beamed as she hugged her once more. "Everyone else is probably in the kitchen, slacking on their tasks but they'll be happy to see you."

Expecting everyone to follow her to the room but instead stood in confusion as no one moves.

Lizzie's feet stayed planted, biting her lip anxiously while pulling at the fabric of her white sweater like she wanted to rip it in half

"Um actually, before the rest of our dysfunctional family joins in on all the awkward fun that is to surely take place, I want to officially introduce someone to both of you first."

Klaus felt like the wind was knocked out of him when she took a step backwards to join the young vampire's side. Trying to keep his temper at bay when their hands joined again.

"This is Sebastian. He's a new student at the boarding school and my...my boyfriend." She timidly announced.

Another punch to the core.

Klaus' face was neutral but his body was stiff as a board from the pent up frustration that came with watching your child grow up right in front of you.

He tried to keep in mind the conversation he and Caroline just shared—easier said than done.

"It's nice to officially meet you Sebastian. We've heard great things about you. We're glad you were able to spend Christmas with us." Caroline greeted him.

"No, I'm the grateful one for you Headmistress. Not just for allowing me into your home for the holidays but also enrolling me into the school at the last minute. I see where Elizabeth gets her generosity from." Sebastian charmed.

Klaus' eyes couldn't roll harder, even more from how much Caroline was actually being affected by such mediocre charm. Her bright smile and modest blush that were once only preserved for him now being used on a amateur immortal with accent was sickening.

"It's an honor to finally put a face to the name, sir." Sebastian said with a nervous closed-lipped smile, stepping forward with his hand out.

Klaus stared down at the boy's hand, studied it like it was a foreign object as the three impatiently waited for him to make the next move. A handshake was final, a sign of respect and approval—he definitely didn't approve of him just yet.

He didn't like like this boy and if it were up to him his heart would be rolling in the ice cold snow for even gazing in Lizzie's direction. But he owed it to both Lizzie, and Caroline, to prove he trusted her.

Drawing out a dramatic exhale through his nose, Klaus uncrossed his arms as he locked eyes with the immortal boy. His jaw set and body tense when engulfing Sebastian's hand in a death grip, finally reciprocating the formal gesture.

"Um, Lizzie why don't we go find a nice vase to put these lilies in." Caroline suggested.

"You mean leave them alone, together?" Lizzie laughed. "Yeah, thanks but no thanks mom. I would prefer to return to Mystic Falls with my boyfriend in one piece."

Klaus chuckled at the nervous gulp dropping down Sebastian's throat.

"Sweetheart I promise, I won't kill him. Go on." He assured her with a sinister smile he usually wore before ripping out someone's spleen.

Relieved when she reluctantly followed Caroline out of the room, he set his focus back on the bug-eyed vampire in front of him.

"Unlucky for you I'm not big on keeping promises." Klaus gripped Sebastian's hand even harder—making him wince in pain and jerking himself forward.

"Mister Mikaelson—"

"Except when it comes to my family." Klaus added. "You'd be wise to remember the only reason your limbs aren't scattered around the bloody bayou and heart remains in your chest is because of Lizzie."

Sebastian frantically nodded, groaning from the pulsating ache in his right hand when Klaus finally released it from his hold.

Klaus took a step back, dipping his hands into his pants pockets as he watched the vampire boy massage his own hand. The vampire boy who was spending the next couple of days under his roof, charming his family. The vampire boy who captured Lizzie's heart and knowing there was nothing he could do about it—to protect her.

He sighed looking down at his shoes. "Do you care about her?"

Sebastian paused for a few seconds before nodding his head.

Klaus pressed his lips into a straight line as he walked dangerously slow towards the boy. "Usually I wouldn't tell a stranger this but you're not someone I consider a threat, Lizzie means everything to me. There is absolutely nothing I wouldn't do for her and that includes torturing and mutilating anyone who dares to hurt her in anyway. Understood?"

The vampire gulped when he tripped over the carpet, now realizing how close their chests were to each other's and his back to the wall.

"She's been through quite a lot in her short life and doesn't need an ancient delinquent ruining how far she's come. So I ask again, do you care about her?"

"Me and Elizabeth had our issues in the beginning, I'll admit." Sebastian shamefully confessed. "I—I did hurt her, rather cruelly, and by all unknown good graces she found it in herself to forgive me and grant us a second chance. Deep down I know I don't deserve the your daughter's love and care but, she's the first person in centuries who sees me as a man instead of a monster. Who thinks I'm worth a second chance. It'd be senseless of me to not see what this could become and the past couple of months have proven the future to be bright. So yes, Mister Mikaelson I care about Elizabeth immensely and will leave before I ever hurt her again."

The hybrid shook his head, a small laugh following after. "I know that story, all too well." Cleared the emotional lump in his throat.

It felt like looking into the mirror of he and Caroline's journey. How they originated in hate and hurt. The amount of chances she gave him, the way they saw each other in ways no one else could and the frogs she had to kiss along the way before choosing him as her forever.

Not that Klaus was rallying for this boy to steal Lizzie away, but he was beginning to understand the their draw to one another. Thankfully they wouldn't have to face similar challenges but there were sure to be new ones, and he'd be there by her side—if she needed him.

"Well, I will say I appreciate your honesty."

"I didn't want my first impression to be based under false pretenses." Sebastian grinned with a shrug. "Though she tells me not to worry, your opinion about me does matter. The Headmistress as well but from what Elizabeth has told me, you two are quite close. She values your insights and opinions more than anyone's. Given your infamous and intimidating reputation, it was actually less awkward meeting you than the hairy mortal with a crossbow."

Klaus threw his head back, laughing hysterically.

"You should've seen when he actually tried using that contraption on me. Free comic relief. I'm sure he has one with your name on it as well."

Sebastian snickered. "Yes, actually he's already threatened me with it a few times. Threats and all, I'm glad she has a family who cares about her to this extent. It's refreshing...to someone who is foreign to such familial love."

Klaus understood this boy better than he'd ever admit.

Sighing, Klaus placed his hands in his pants pockets again.

"Come on. It's going to be a long weekend and you haven't even scratched the surface of meeting our entire family."

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