#elijah mikaelson x winchester sister

[nalledimessi]

Save me

Hello there friends, I hope everyone is doing well, I know it has been a really long time since I post, I have the terrible habit of stop writing when everything gets too much for me. This pass year my life has been like a roller coaster; I know probably all of you or the majority don't care to much about it but I have to express it somewhere and somehow, but anyway I leave you with this ending of the non-series that I made.  Divider by @firefly-graphics 

Broken Rule

Regrets

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester sister 

Warnings:  Mention of killing, blood, and curses. 

Words:  827

Notes: Listen Save me from BTS 

Tag’s: @valsworldofcreativity @helenasingers @r13mar @elijahs-wife

You crumble next to a tree, your right-hand applying pressure on your bloody open wound. “Damned” you curse watching the blood staring to spread on your t-shirt.  

Leaning your head on the tree for support, you could see the clear sky adorned by stars, what a beautiful night to end up dying, you thought, well at least the constant sadness and emptiness settle on your heart would disappear and you would finally rest, although it will be forever.  

You could hear the footsteps on the dry leaves from both sides getting closer and closer “shit” you cursed, getting up, the tree as your support, taking a deep breath and trying to concentrate to find where the attack would be first “right” you mentioned, raising your gun and pointing that direction.   

“It’s impressive how far you could go with that wound” the ghoul in human form announces appearing on the other side, making you turn abruptly, whining at the sudden movement, pointing the gun at him. “I'm a Winchester after all” you replied proudly trying to ignore the buzz in your ears and blurred look. 

“Oh, I'm aware of it” starting to walk in your direction, a macabre smile on his lips “soon you will stop being one”  

Aiming your gun at him, but failing due your blurred gaze, you knew even you end up killing him, the other ghoul, that isn't too far away would reach you and kill you, lowering your gun and glancing to the sky, forgetting the ghoul in front of you “how I like to see you just one more time”  

Splashes reached your face, getting it wet, making you look in front of you, just in time to see the ghoul’s head drop along his body, reveling a human form “what the hell?” you whisper before fainting. 

Stopping the engine of your car, you release a sigh resting your head on the seat. “Let’s get this over with” you voice worn out.  

“Oh, you’re back” Sam exclaims, excited while watching you descend the stairs of the bunker.  

“Don’t get too excited Sammy” you warm him “just staying until Bobby calls back with a new assignment” you mention once you were close by. 

“Oh” he let out sad “how was your last hunting?” he inquiry, concern.  

“Same as always” passing him by in direction to your room, not giving him much attention or time to chat. “Search, hunt and kill, just to do it all over again” 

“Sis, I’m worry about you” he declared in a tone that make you stop suddenly.  

A sigh left your mouth, turning around to see him, forcing a small smile that didn’t reach your eyes, trying to calm him, after all he was your baby brother “I’m fine Sammy, don’t worry” you state before continuing your way. 

“She just needs a shower, food and a good night of sleep” Dean bring up, while patting his shoulder.  

“I hope you’re right Dean” his gaze fix where you disappear “or she could end hurting herself badly”  

Dropping your duffel bag at the edge of the bed, while at the same time falling face down on it “shit” cursing almost immediately once laying down. 

Standing up, in direction of your bathroom, the reflection on the mirror stopped you from examining your abdomen wound, dark circles under your eyes, pale skin, cuts and bruises where your clothes allowed to see.  

Lowering your head with eyes closed, good reason for Sam concerns, how could you be so reckless? Your mind drifting to New Orleans and to him. 

The ring of your phone distracts you, answering as a reflect, “Hi Bobby, what do you have for me?”  

Giving one last glance to your bedroom, you could notice all the difference between here and your bedroom back in New Orleans, all kind of books scattered around on both rooms, messy bed instead a neat one, closed and dusty smell instead of his, like sandalwood and rum spice. A scent you swear you could smell.  

Denying with your head before passing your duffel bag over your shoulder, starting your way to the garage, trying at all cost to avoid any of your brothers. 

“Y/N” Sam call your name, your hand on the garage knob.  

“Almost” you whisper before turning around, forcing a smile for your own good “Bobby call, a possible Wendigo in Oklahoma” you state.  

“Castiel is on his way, you could rest while he arrives to cure you” he suggests “if we explain Bobby, he will understand, he can assign another hunter” he offers coming closer to you.  

“I can't Sam” making him stop confuse, looking at you waiting for an explanation. You sigh defeated “hunting it's the only thing that keeps me sane” you reveal to him.  

“If this is about New Orleans, you know you can talk to me” he affirms and offer.  

“Yeah” you respond in a low voice, turning around “there’s nothing to talk about” you declared before leaving.  

A familiar scent reaches your nostrils, blinking several times to adjust your eyes to the bright light, some pieces of memory returning, causing you to a seated position abruptly.  

“You’re finally awake” the soft but firm voice express, setting your glance on him.  

“Elijah” you pronounce “what are you doing here?” question him but didn't allow him to finish “Don't get me wrong without you I would be probably dead,” you stop and start looking around “shit! I need to call my brothers; Dean will kill me” you express trying to stand up from bed. 

His hand on your shoulder, stopping you from standing “Calm down” giving you a glass of water “I came for you” turning away from you “they’re here”  

“Y/N!” Sam shout as soon he enters, reaching your side while Dean stand behind watching Elijah. 

“I would leave you alone” he said, with his glance fix in you.  

“Elijah!” you exclaim trying to stand reach him.  

He was next to you in an instant, thanks to his vamp speed, his right hand on your back and his left one on yours “I won't go anywhere” he assures you “I would get another room” caressing your hand before leaving you, Dean glance follow him.  

“So, that was Elijah” Sam state more than question, watching you nod.  

“What the hell is he doing here? With you on a hotel room?” Dean inquired, crossing his arms over his chest waiting for you to answer.  

“He’s the reason why I’m alive, Dean” taking a deep breath, remembering the events “I keep screwing up things,” Sam squeezing your hand, encourage you to continue “there where 2 ghouls instead one, I was able to kill one but I end up several injured, I was chase thought the forest, was about to kill me when Elijah appear”  

“Killing the ghoul and saving you” Sam finish for you “where were you hurt?” lifting your right side of your blouse “there’s nothing here”  

“How?” Dean exclaimed, inspecting where the wound used to be. 

“Vampire blood” you spilled out of your mouth without thinking, to then look to their confused faces “has healing qualities” you stop, taking a sip of the water glass to then continue “but if you die with it in your system, you begin the transition to vampire”  

Before Dean could start a fight, a knock on the door was listen, before Elijah enter the room “my apologies for the interruption, the vampire blood is almost out of her system and there’s nothing to worry about it” he explains approaching Sam, providing a key “you should settle down while your sister rest” he announces.  

“Oh sure, thanks” Sam answer before giving you one last squeeze in your hand ��try to rest” glancing at Dean.  

Dean’s gaze changed between you and Elijah, a resigned sigh “Get some sleep kiddo” he orders before leaving the room.  

Elijah starts to walk to the room door, “stay” you shout while his hand settles on the knob. He didn't say anything, just took off his suit jacket and vest, leaving it on a chair to then walk to your side and lay down, he passes his hand under your head, making you use it as pillow, your head set on the crook of his arm. 

“How are you feeling?” he questions you, starting to caress your head.  

“A little tired and sore” answering in automatic, your mind in other things. 

“What is in your mind, darling?” moving to his side to see you.  

You lift your head to see him, your gazes crossing “Too many questions and no answers at all”  

He smiles “I would answer 3 of those questions” kissing your forehead “think wisely darling” he advice you.  

You nod, thinking your questions, after a few minutes “How did you find me?” you finally question him. 

“My sisters, Freya along Rebekah did a locator spell to find you” he expresses “they miss you”  

You open your mouth “they miss me?” you state without thinking.  

“Are you sure you want to use your question?” he questions you, looking you denied of his question and stay quiet for a few minutes.  

“Why are you here?” you whisper, not sure enough to listen the answer.  

“For you,” he declares “it seems you have you have caused a quit impression in all of my siblings, even Klaus express he don't have anyone to fight” he then presses his forehead in yours, a few inches away your face “to be true I’m smitten with you” he finally admits. 

Placing you hand over his cheek “what this means to us?” closing your eyes, knowing the answer of this question could change everything.  

He puts his hand over yours, caressing it, making you open your eyes “Darling, I love you. And I would fight for you, against anyone or anything” he announces watching you directly.” he places a kiss on your lips before standing from bed “we’ll talk about this later” he let you know before the door open reveling your brother with a tray of foods. 

[tofics]

Out Of This World

Chapter 4

Masterlist

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x fem!Reader x Dean Winchester

Summary: You and the Mikaelsons are fighting a powerful witch that’s trying to take over New Orleans. The only solution: banishment to another universe. However, the spell goes… wrong, and it’s not the witch that ends up in another universe, but you. - At the same time, over a thousand miles away in a bunker in Lebanon, Kansas, an alarm goes off: a rift has opened up. The Winchesters and their angel partners in crime decide to investigate. What will they find when they get to New Orleans?

Word count: 4127 words

Warnings: Little bit of a panic attack, some cursing.

Previously: The dark blonde haired man in the car in front of you was beginning to look impatient, and you couldn't blame him. He'd paid for your coffee, and now here you were, stumbling around your words. Then again, you couldn't be sure you'd heard them right when you'd come out of the diner. You took a deep breath before you spoke. "Uh... did you say anything about a rift?"

Davina Claire had sworn that she would bring Kol Mikaelson back from the dead. As his family, the Mikaelsons had promised their support in her efforts - despite his tamper and, as a result, his frequent daggerings, he was their brother after all and they preferred to know him daggered in a coffin, ready to be brought back at any time, rather than as dead as he was now. One condition was temporary, the other permanent. Davina Claire intended to change that.

Rebekah had stayed true to her word and the two of them had spent hours browsing the various antique books that rested in Kol's lair or were part of Cami's heritage. That was, until Athea launched her first attacks on the Mikaelson clan. Soon, she became their sole focus. And Davina understood. It's hard to fight two battles at once, so she kept at the studies on her own. However, when some of her own friends fell victim to one of Athea's attacks, she reluctantly joined the Mikaelson's fight. Davina was not the kind of person to stand by and watch her friends die, even if it meant that Kol had to wait. It was her who found a hint about a spell that could transport a being to another universe. She delivered the breakthrough for what ultimately became their final strategy against Athea.

As part of this strategy, she had agreed to stay back and protect the compound as a 'just-in-case' precaution. Athea had tricked them time and time again, and even though they were sure that this time, they would finally get rid of her, they still had to play their cards right. So Davina stayed back and put a protection spell over the compound while the attack team ventured out to carry out their final plan. As an extra-precaution, she didn't stay at the compound herself, but had locked herself in Kol's 'playhouse' where she finally resumed her studies.

It was time to bring her boyfriend back from the dead.

Or it would be, if she finally found a way. So far, she was no closer to her goal than she'd been in the months and weeks before. Davina was glad to hear the door open and see the two Mikaelson sisters entering. Help had arrived.

"I see you brought reinforcements," she smiled, but her smile quickly faded when she noticed the tension in the duo's faces. "What happened?"

"I can't believe she found a way to redirect the spell." Davina slowly sunk on the stool behind her. You and her had never been the best of friends. While you had no issues with each other, you had never truly warmed up to Kol. It didn't run as deep as animosity, but it would have been a stretch to call you and Kol 'friends'. The status between you and the youngest Mikaelson brother had transferred to you and Davina, who couldn't help but feel a twinge of resentment towards you: loving one Mikaelson brother and even accepting Klaus' behavior, only to turn your nose up at Kol's past mistakes; it didn't sit right with her. But even so, she would have never wished for anything bad to happen to you. The fact that Athea had managed to send you to another universe - you didn't deserve it. "How did she do it?"

Freya placed a small sack containing a black powder on the table in front of her. "I think she used this. Y/N was choking on it when we got there. It's dried fruit of the tree of life. Supposedly you can use it for a multitude of ways in just one spell," she explained as Davina examined the fine particles.

"Like choking someone and then sending someone to an alternate universe," Rebekah sourly added. Freya nodded.

"I think the choking was just for show, a distraction from her real plan, which was to redirect the spell and mark Y/N as the true target. The choking was probably just a decoy."

"Fruit of the tree of life. I've never heard of it before." The young witch rubbed the black substance between her fingers and watched as it coated her fingertips like coal dust, glittering and shimmering in the light that emanated from the ceiling.

"That's because it was believed to be extinct. Not even Daliah knew of a plant that still grew these. This is seriously old magic. About as old as it gets."

Davina could tell that Freya was right. There was a sort of power, a kind she had never felt before, that softly radiated from the powdered substance. Fruit from the tree of life.

Tree of life.

Tree of... life.

The idea struck her like lightning.

"We could use this for Kol!" Davina jumped from the stool and hastily walked over to her notes that were strewn across another table. "If we channel the power from the fruit-"

She was cut off mid-sentence by Freya. "It won't work."

The interruption stunned the young witch. She momentarily froze, papers in one hand, the other still tarnished from the magical substance. Then came the anger. All her grief, all her desperation surged through her in a hot wave.

"And why the hell not!" she exploded. The lights briefly flickered in the room and her notes flew off the table.

"Because! What little bit of powder I could gather in that alley is not nearly enough to do what you propose! To redirect a spell and to to resurrect someone from the dead - they're two entirely different undertakings with vastly different resource requirements!" Freya was seemingly growing agitated by Davina's attitude, but the younger witch did not care.

"Okay, so we find more!"

Freya laughed at that. "Oh, right, because that'll be a walk in the park. This very well could have been the last fruit in existence. It's supposed to be extinct, if you remember," she snapped back. Tension built in the room as the two witches stared at each other, palpable in the air as their magic flowed out of them, fueled by their emotions.

"Alright now, let's just calm down for a moment!" Rebekah stepped between the two women, arms raised in the air. "Don't you see? This is exactly what Athea wanted. She's dead, for Christ's sake, and we're still at each other's throats!" She looked from one witch to the other. Both were still staring each other down, although the palpable tension had eased up a bit. Neither of them objected, so Rebekah turned to Davina.

"I swore to you that I would help you bring Kol back and I stand by what I said. I would like nothing more than to know my beloved brother alive and well."

Davina crossed her arms in front of her chest. "But?"

"But." Rebekah sighed and finally let her arms drop to her side. It looked more like resignation than standing down. "Kol is dead, while our beloved Y/N is very much alive, stuck in another universe. I hate to say this, but I think my dear brother will have to fend for himself another day while we focus on finding a way to get Y/N back."

"I can't believe you. I can't believe you! You know the ancestors are constantly looking for him! Who knows what they'll do when they find him!" Tears of anger sprung in Davina's eyes. Kol had made it clear that he was anything but welcome in the ancestral plane. She was worried that they would find him and do unimaginable things to him, things that would leave his soul damaged beyond repair and unable to be brought back. How could Rebekah not see that?

"If he's managed to avoid them this long, I'm sure he'll be able to do it for a moment longer. Come on, Davina, you know Kol is too smart for his own good. He'll find a way. But we need to find a way too. We can't just leave Y/N like that." There was pleading in Rebekah's eyes, but it didn't touch Davina in the least.

"No, I suppose you can't. But you sure have no trouble leaving your brother behind." With that, she turned on her heels and stormed out of the cemetery complex.

"She said it was a witch that got her here." Dean held up his phone between himself and Cas.

"A witch?" Sam's voice came through the speaker.

"Mh-hmm," Dean nodded and eyed you through the windshield. You leaned against the hood of the car that was parked in front of the Impala, bouncing a leg and nibbling on one of your nails. "Said she saw someone casting, then one second she was there, next she was here."

"Sounds like she was in the wrong place at the wrong time," Sam mused.

"She called it a rift though." Cas shifted in his seat so that he got closer to the speaker. "Wouldn't that imply knowledge of the spell?"

Jack was quick to jump on that bandwagon. "Is she a witch?"

"I don't know, man," Dean replied as he kept on watching you. Something felt off to him about this, although he couldn't quite put a finger on it yet. For what it was worth, you did truly seem out of it. Like you were... lost. "Wouldn't she just book it out of here if she was?"

Sam agreed that he had a point. "Look, why don't you just get her here and we'll see where we go from there?"

It was as good an idea as any, and more than Dean could come up with at the moment. Still, he wasn't ready to leave just yet. Cas had been right - they should definitely sniff around a bit, even if it looked like they'd already found what they'd been looking for. "Yeah I'll get back to you on that, Sammy." He had an idea after all.

The two men hadn't been on the phone for long, and yet it still felt like an eternity had passed when the one who'd payed for your coffee finally stepped back out of the car. He walked over to you at a leisurely pace, although it seemed a bit forced, like he was approaching you in a way you would a scared animal, trying not to spook you. It didn't really ease your nerves. If anything, it put you more on edge. Regardless, you tried to keep your voice steady. "So? What's the verdict? Am I being admitted?" You were proud to hear that your voice wasn't nearly as shaky as you felt on the inside.

He gave you a quizzical look, but when he saw the somewhat sad smile on your face, he gave a dry chuckle. "Is that what you thought we were doing back there?"

You shrugged. "I wouldn't have blamed you. Talking about witches and how I'm from a different universe... Not the kind of stuff you hear every day, I guess."

Another short laugh came from the man. "Trust me, we've heard weirder stuff."

You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at that, but it didn't look like he felt the need to elaborate on that.

"So." He shoved his hands into the pocket of his jacket as he shifted into a wider stance. You couldn't help but feel like he was trying to exude more authority. "You think you could find your way back to where you entered? We'd like to take a look at the scene ourselves, see if there's anything to find."

As if you could forget. Not only had you gone back there last night, drunkenly stumbling through the streets in hopes of finding anything, something that could help you feel at ease, but you'd lived in New Orleans long enough to know your way around most parts of the city. You'd found nothing, of course. And neither would they. There was nothing to be found. "What are you looking for, exactly?"

"We'll know when we find it." You could tell he was watching you closely, gauging your reaction.

"Alright," you shrugged. "I can show you. But whatever you're hoping to find, I'm telling you, it's not there. I checked myself last night."

"I'll take that chance. Come on." He cocked a head at their car and waited until you'd moved past him to follow you.

"Right in there," you said and gestured at the opening of the alleyway that was ahead of you. It had been a short, silent car ride. The car you'd ridden didn't resemble a cop car in any way, and yet it had felt very much like you were in the back of one. Or at least what you imagined it would be like. Sure, you hadn't been handcuffed and there were no bars separating you from the front seats, but there was an unspoken tension in the air that felt cold and about as comfortable as a ride to a police station would probably be.

You paused at the corner, reluctant to set a foot into the place. In your drunken state you'd tumbled around the alley no problem, but in your sober state, crossing back into where everything had just gone so horribly wrong... You had to physically force your body to move.

Your two companions were walking up and down the small alley, checking the floor, looking behind a dumpster, even running a finger across the walls here and there, although what for, you had no idea. It didn't look like they were coming up with much of anything, at least as far as you could tell. The one who'd paid for your coffee reached into his jacket and retrieved a funny looking device. It had a small antenna like old hand-held radios did back in the day and the top of it was lined with tiny colored lightbulbs. You'd never seen anything like it.

"Uhhh." You stepped a little further into the alleyway. "Umh, what's that for?"

"EMF-Meter," came the reply from behind him. You turned to the other guy, but before you could ask, he already continued. "Checks for ghost activity." He smiled at you, looking rather proud for having shared this information with you.

"Right." You'd told them a witch had brought you here. What did ghosts have to do with this? "Umh. Why?"

"Just covering all our bases." The man holding the EMF-Meter seemed satisfied with the results of his measurements and tucked it back into his pocket before he got his phone out. You saw him open the Maps app. "This checks out. It fits with the location the table picked up."

The man in the trench-coat nodded at you. "Looks like we already found what we were looking for."

Even though it seemed like a positive statement, they did not seem very happy. You felt the spotlight on you as they both regarded you for a moment, the lines growing deeper and deeper on the forehead of the man with the funny gadget. He seemed rather upset with something.

...with you?

"Umh." You shifted uncomfortably on your feet. "Something wrong?"

Silence. You felt your pulse slowly quicken. Heat rose within you and slowly filled your gut as the anxiety put your bile on a simmer.

"Dean." The man in the trench-coat gently nudged his partner, who still had his eyes locked on you. When he didn't reply, he nudged him again.

The man named Dean made a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a growl. The annoyance was carved into his face. "Come on, Cas, when has anything ever been this easy!"

Excuse him?

"Easy?!" Your core temperature was still boiling, but the underlying emotions were shifting as the uneasy fear slowly got replaced by anger. Why was he so annoyed with you, with your situation? And what about this was easy?!

"I'm sorry that my predicament is such an inconvenience to you, but I would just love to know what about this is so easy! Did I miss something? Is there an alternate universe hot-express that I can just hop on? Next stop my universe, final destination the Marvel universe?!"

"Oh, don't be ridiculous." Dean rolled his eyes, which made you all the more furious.

"Then what is it, hm?" You were almost stomping your foot like an upset toddler, but dammit, what was this guy's problem? It's not like he was stuck in a universe that wasn't his.

"I got a feeling you're not telling us the whole truth, that's what!," he snapped at you, his voice echoing back at you from the walls on each side.

You stared at him furiously. No shit you hadn't told him everything. You knew better than that. You get transported to another universe by accident and run into someone talking about a rift the next day? If he had any reason to be suspicious of you, then you had all the more reasons to be just as suspicious of him and his companion. Who were they to know what a rift is anyway? 'We came to see what came out of the rift' they'd said. Like that wasn't just as dubious as your story, if not more. And what was up with the way they'd checked this alley? What had they been looking for? They'd gone over the place looking for traces of god-knows-what in the same way a hunter would check for tracks of his prey.

Shit. The penny suddenly dropped. Hunters.

Of course, of all the people you could run into, it'd be hunters. Luck really wasn't on your side at the moment.

You weighed your options in a split-second. Take off? Probably not your best shot. You did well in a fight if you had to, but your stamina did not allow for a wild goose chase through the city, especially after the night you'd had. Yesterday's sprint had already proven that. So what else? Even if they were hunters, they were your only connection to the Supernatural you'd found within the last 24 hours. Might as well stick it out with them, at least for a little while. If you played your cards right, perhaps you could use their help until you found a way back. If things got too hairy in the meantime... well, you could still ditch them later, and in a more clever way that wouldn't require running.

"I told you," you pressed out between gritted teeth. "A witch sent me here."

"Okay, yeah, but you didn't say why? Must've had a good reason to do a big spell like that. What'd you do, eh? Piss her off?" Dean had moved a little closer towards you. Everything about his body language put you on edge - it was almost like he was getting ready to square up with you, which did not seem so unlikely after all.

"No!" You involuntarily moved a step backwards and, against every instinct, tears suddenly flooded your face. They weren't tears of fear, nor of rage. "Something went wrong! It wasn't supposed to be me!" The last words came out in a sob and you rubbed over your face angrily. It felt weak to be crying in a moment where your safety wasn't guaranteed, but you couldn't help it. Dean's hostile behavior just drove the fact home that you were entirely on your own, with no one in your corner to back you up. It frustrated you and it disgusted you that without Elijah, you were reduced to this, this blubbering, lonely and insecure version of yourself. Not only was this version of the world alien to you, you yourself felt alien.

You rubbed your sleeve over your face again to get rid of the tears, but they wouldn't stop. The man that Dean had referred to as Cas approached you and laid a hand on your shoulder. "Come on, Dean, this is pointless. Her tears seem genuine to me. Let's just go back to the bunker," he said in the deep and gruff voice you'd heard him speak in before. Then he turned to you. "I should have a handkerchief here somewhere. Hold on." He patted down his trench-coat in search for something that could stop your snot and you were grateful for his intervention. Dean, however, had not been convinced.

"Who's to say she's not a witch herself?"

You gawked at Dean. Is this guy serious? A shriek laugh slipped out of your throat before you could stop it. Me? A witch? The situation was just getting more absurd by the second.

"Something funny to you?" He took another step towards you, bringing himself into an arm's reach. His eyes had narrowed and his face was cold and hard.

"Yeah, actually," you scoffed while you made sure to stand your ground. No retreating this time. "You are. You think I'd send myself here on purpose? What a genius idea. Why don't we all just send ourselves to a place where we know fuck-all and leave everyone we love behind! Get in, losers, we're going to a different universe with no way back!" Your voice had slowly risen to a shout. And with the decibels, your anger also grew.

"Why the hell would I be coming to you for help, if I was such a powerful witch?" You'd jabbed your finger at his chest and now it was Dean who was retreating, apparently somewhat intimidated by your outburst.

"He probably thinks you're here for him."

You spun around to the man in the trench coat behind you. Unlike Dean, he didn't seem to think you were a threat. Where Dean's body language was all 'just give me a reason', nothing about this man indicated that he found you worrisome in any way. It was oddly reassuring and just the tiniest bit insulting.

"Me. Here for him," you repeated, but the words didn't make any more sense the second time around either. "Uh-huh. Why?"

"Because they usually are," the man replied ever so nonchalantly. You narrowed your eyes. Is he fucking with me?

"Are you fucking with me?"

"You were right about the Mikaelson's. They don't stay true to their word, always finding something else to invest themselves in, something that they think is more important." The bitterness in Davina's voice was unmissable, dark and sour against the sweet tone of her voice.

"I did warn you. Giving trust to a Mikaelson is the same was fetching water with a bucket full of holes: time wasted."

Davina snorted at the comparison. The woman next to her smiled, then continued. "I wish you would have believed me sooner, though I suppose you had to find out for yourself. They won't aide you in bringing back Kol Mikaelson."

"I see that now."

"Good." The other woman rose from her seat and turned to Davina once more. "You know what to do then."

Davina stayed in her seat as the retreating steps slowly faded into the background behind her. She did know what to do. It just wouldn't be so easy.

"So, the last time someone opened a rift to this world, it was from an apocalypse world where angels were fighting against humans."

"That's correct."

You leaned back into the backseat that you had all to yourself. Just like before, Dean was driving, and the man who'd introduced himself as Castiel sat in front of you in the passenger seat.

"And you're not fucking with me."

"I'm afraid I'm not," Castiel replied.

"Right." You had a hard time digesting what Castiel had told you about their past experiences with rifts. To be fair, this was your first time dealing with interdimensional traveling, but from what he'd told you, their experience was very different to yours.

"And you needed angel's grace to open it."

Again, Castiel hummed in agreement.

"Where the hell does one get angel's grace?"

"Well, we couldn't use my own, of course-"

"Whoa whoa whoa, hold up, your own?" You leaned back forward and gripped the seat's edges. Castiel awkwardly shifted in his seat so he could look at you.

"Well, yes. I am an angel. I thought that was clear."

All you could do was gawk at him. An angel. Here. In this car.

Eventually, you found your voice again. "So angels are real?"

"What, you've got witches but no angels?" Dean scoffed, like it was the most ridiculous idea that you hadn't known about angels until now.

"I mean, pretty much, yeah," you started, but then it occurred to you that you were probably dealing with hunters and maybe, just maybe, you shouldn't give too much away about what creatures you knew, or well, dated, for that matter.

Dean seemed to ponder this for a moment, then nodded to himself. "Hu. Wonder what that's like."

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A/N: I know, two chapter 4's in one day that took wayyyy longer than anticipated, but what can I say, when inspiration strikes, it strikes! :)

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[theprincipality]

About Me.

Hey guys.

I’d like to tell y’all a little about me.

I’m a fan of the MCU(Marvel Cinematic Universe) and a fan of both the WandaNat and BlackHill ships.

I’m also a fan of Supernatural, Monster High, What We Do In The Shadows, Lucifer, The Vampire Diaries, The Originals, Bitten and Teen Wolf.

I’m obsessed with listening to the Teen Wolf main opening title song. It’s just so catchy and also in my gym playlist.

My favorite Teen Wolf characters are:

Lydia Martin.

Scott McCall.

Derek Hale.

Stiles Stilinski.

Malia Tate/Hale.

Melissa McCall.

Eli Hale.

My favorite X-Men characters are:

Anna-Marie Darkholme/Marie D’Ancanto A.K.A Rogue.

Remy LeBeau A.K.A Gambit.

Raven Darkholme A.K.A Mystique.

Kurt Wagner/Darkholme A.K.A Nightcrawler.

Katherine ‘Kitty’ Pryde A.K.A Shadowcat.

Piotr Rasputin A.K.A Colossus.

Ellie Phimister A.K.A Negasonic Teenage Warhead.

Warren Worthington A.K.A Angel.

Bobby Drake A.K.A Iceman.

James ‘Logan’ Howlett A.K.A Wolverine.

Laura Kinney A.K.A X-23.

Scott Summers A.K.A Cyclops.

Jean Grey A.K.A Phoenix.

Ororo Munroe A.K.A Storm.

Charles Xavier

My favorite MCU characters are:

Natasha Romanoff A.K.A Black Widow.

Wanda Maximoff A.K.A Scarlet Witch.

Maria Hill.

Pepper Potts.

Tony Stark A.K.A Iron Man.

Thor.

Steve Rogers A.K.A Captain America.

Wade ‘fucking’ Wilson’ A.K.A Deadpool.

Vanessa Carlysle.

My favorite Supernatural characters are:

Dean Winchester.

Sam Winchester.

Castiel.

Bobby Singer.

Jack Kline.

Kelly Kline.

The Impala/Baby/The Metallicar.

Rowena MacLeod.

Crowley/Fergus MacLeod.

Archangel Gabriel.

Archangel Michael.

My favorite Lucifer characters are:

Detective Chloe Decker.

Beatrice ‘Trixie’ Espinoza.

Charlotte Richards.

Detective Daniel ‘Dan’ Espinoza.

Archangel Lucifer Morningstar.

Amenadiel.

Eve.



Mazikeen Smith A.K.A Maze.

My favorite Vampire Diaries characters are:

Hope Mikaelson.

Elijah Mikaelson.

Niklaus Mikaelson.

My favorite Monster High characters are:

Clawdeen Wolf.

Draculaura.

My favorite What We Do In The Shadows characters are:

Nandor The Relentless.

Colin Robinson.

Nadia Of Antipaxos.

Laszlow Cravensworth.

Guillermo.

I grew up on 2000s rock since I was born in that era.

I grew up on Prince, Scissor Sisters, Aerosmith, INXS, Whitesnake, Dire Straits, Warrant, Bon Jovi, Bachman Turner Overdrive, Steppenwolf, Belinda Carlisle and Michael Jackson,

I also grew up on Van Halen, Asia, Kansas, Scorpions, Led Zeppelin, Black Sabbath, Soundgarden, AC/DC, Black Stone Cherry, Buckcherry, Metallica, Maneskin, Motörhead, Joan Jett & The Blackhearts, Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers, Joan Osborne, KISS, The Runaways, Blue Oyster Cult, Def Leppard, Alice In Chains and Lynyrd Skynyrd,

And here’s some other notable mentions I grew up on. Ram Jam, Sheryl Crow, Rascal Flatts, Divinyls, Redbone, Judas Priest, Skillet, Muse, My Chemical Romance, Slipknot, Rammstein, Kate Bush, ZZ Too, Kid Rock, Lady Antebellum, Linkin Park, 3 Doors Down, Evanescence.

Simple Plan, Simple Minds, Nickleback, Stan Bush, Foo Fighters, Chesney Hawkes, Carrie Underwood, Jason Aldean, Alice Cooper, Cher, Guns N Roses, Spineshank, R.E.M, P!nk, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, The Black Crowes, Temple Of The Dog, Nirvana, Tears For Fears, Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks, Survivor, Twisted Sister, Styx, Texas and The Killers.

As you can see, I’m a huge rock fan. But I also grew up on Kesha, Katy Perry, Demi Lovato, Ken Ashcorp, Britney Spears, Louden Swain, Shakira, Crash Adams, Artic Monkeys, Ally Venable, Big & Rich, The Interrupters, Annapantsu, Meghan Trainor, Celtic Woman, Imagine Dragons, Fall Out Boy and Taylor Swift.

This is stuff about me I’d like you guys to know. I’ll be back to post more soon.

[l-r-christian]

Okay new series time ☺ so I will kinda loosely follow cannon timeline. The only thing of Y/N's appearance I'll name is eye color.

Title: Tied; The Huntress and The Original

Warnings: Fluff, angst, future smut, Elijah gonna be falling hard y'all, overly protective siblings, Y/N dosen't talk about her feelings

Summary: A Prophecy spoke of a powerful child would be conceived between old noble blood and a warrior that had been to both Heaven and Hell. The Angels don't want the child born while demons do so they could use the child. As an old magic had tied Elijah Mikaelson to another while Y/N Winchester is dealing with both Heaven and Hell coming after her.

Part one

Part two - a bit steamy

Part three - smut

Part four - coming soon

Part five - coming soon

Part six - coming soon

Part seven - coming soon - smut

Part eight - coming soon

Part nine - coming soon

Part ten - coming soon

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Funny-Man

Requested by anon: Will you do a story about Sam and Dean’s little sister hiding the fact she’s dating an original and the families meet

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Female! Winchester!Reader, Mikaelson Family + The Winchesters

Warnings: Swearing, some crack ‘cause I couldn’t help myself, mature reference

Words: 816

Summary: (See Request)

Note: So I did HCs for this as well (here)!

I’m so sorry ‘bout the ending- it just sounded like a Dean-thing to say

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When they came across the large Mikaelson property, Dean and Sam felt a little off, but brushed it off. However, when they met the Mikaelson family, their feelings grew stronger than they could ignore.

Kol was the first to introduce himself, giving the brothers a threatening glance and shaking their hands with slight vampire strength. Elijah sighed when Sam winced, adding it up to Kol misbehaving as usual.

Then it was Rebekah...whom Dean flirted with. She let him know how uninterested she was, but couldn’t help but play games. Klaus pulled her away and greeted the brothers with a skeptical nod, which they returned.

Elijah was the only one of his vampire family to actually put in large amounts of effort not to attract attention from the hunters. Y/n warned them all a couple days in advance. She told of her brother’s hunting and slaying, warned them not to expose anything that might activate her brothers’ fight or flight modes.

Of course Kol didn’t listen. But as for the the rest of them? Rebekah and Klaus were acting like they normally would, and Elijah was acting more professional than normal. In the end, the Winchester brothers didn’t intimidate the Mikaelson family any more than a mouse intimidated a lion.

“Winchesters! We’ve heard so much about you two. My name is Elijah Mikaelson. My apologies for my brother Kol’s behavior, he’s got...a reputation for being rebellious. Teen angst, one would guess?”

Sam nodded with a polite smile, but Dean took a minute to react. A smile slowly grew on his face before he broke into laughter. Sam nudged him lightly as to shut him up but it was to no avail.

“Did I say something?”

Dean held up a hand, recovering from his outburst. “Nah, it’s just the way you talk. You sound like Shakespeare or somethin’.”

“Shakespeare was a man of many words.” Elijah chuckled softly, “I can see what you’re talking about, Mr. Winchester.”

The brunette Winchester brother guffawed once again, holding his stomach as he wheezed dramatically. “D-did you just hear what he called me, Sammy?”

Sam’s face held embarrassment. He tried his best to ignore his brother, to be a little more respectful than Dean as per usual. “You can call us Sam and Dean. No one really refers to either of us as ‘Mr. Winchester.’” He informed Elijah as calmly as he could.

“W-what he s-said-” Dean was still attempting to steady and control his breathing.

It was interesting to watch one brother cackle with such inappropriate timing and reasoning, and the other try his hardest to refrain from slapping him upside his head. Y/n even stifled a giggle of her own.

“Ah, well, Dean, Sam, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintances.”

“It’s nice to meet you too, Elijah.” Sam shook Elijah’s hand, somewhat relaxing more.

Dean had finally calmed to the point where he just held a smile rather than a fit of uncontrollable laughter. He shook Elijah’s hand as well, “I’m gonna call you Funny-man.”

Sam groaned, mentally facepalming. “No, Dean, don’t-”

“Too late. Thank you for taking care of our sister, Funny-man.”

“I don’t see why I wouldn’t.” Elijah ignored the feeling of Sam’s eyes burning into him; Sam praying to himself that Dean didn’t fuck anything up with their sister’s boyfriend. If he was being honest, Elijah found Dean mildly amusing. A human combination of Klaus and Kol, but a more tolerable version of the two.

“I...yeah, you’re right.” Dean continued to chuckle as Elijah spoke. The brothers were impressed, flattered even, by the way Elijah spoke of Y/n. They had to admit, Elijah surpassed their expectations.

However, it was the rest of the family they still had their doubts about.

“So uh...where did you guys say you were from again?”

“Oh, we didn’t, love.” Rebekah smirked as she picked up her glass and answered Sam with a slight chuckle. “But, if you must know, we were born and raised in Mystic Falls, Virginia.”

“Well, what brought you to New Orleans?”

“Would you believe us if we said our father was trying to kill Niklaus?” The attention of the brothers turned to Klaus, everyone else sending sharp glares to Kol who simply smiled in return.

“Why was he trying to kill you?”

“Perhaps this is a conversation for another time.” Elijah was quick to interrupt. “How about some brings up a new topic for discussion.” He pretended to scan the table, already having a name in mind, and stopped at Dean. “Dean, why don’t you give us something more of interest to talk about.”

Dean stopped shoveling the food into his mouth, staring back at the eyes resting on him, all waiting for him to respond. He relaxed from his hunched position and wiped his mouth. He held up a finger while he swallowed his food and clearing his throat.

Then he spoke.

“You guys watch porn?”

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I’m writing a few request and let’s just say I’m kinda stressed. But they’re gonna be really good! 🖤👉🥺👈❤️

[whitewitchdani]

Infinitely Different: Chapter 25

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Word Count: 1008

Pairing: Winchester!Sister x Damon Salvatore

Warnings: angst, language, fluff

A/N: Its short but I wanted to get it out to you guys. So here’s chapter 25! :)

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Red.

Blood red was all you saw. The color of the pure rage you felt settling into your chest as you stared down the eldest Mikaelson.

You jumped as you felt a hand on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw Damon with a sympathetic look on his face. Something rarely seen on the face of the eldest Salvatore. It had an almost calming effect.

“The first thing I wanna say is you’re a total badass. You just put down an Original single-handed. Even me and Stefan couldn’t do that without help.”

You smiled at him, “Thanks, Damon.”

He shot Elijah the dirtiest of all dirty looks. Turning back to you he looked skeptical, “You want me to stay?”

“No, I need to do this alone,” you sighed.

He patted your shoulder a couple times before following his brother and Caroline into the library. As soon as the room was empty save for you and Elijah, you sighed once more and turned back to the Original.

“Y/N...”

You held up a hand, “Stop. I need to get this out before I hear whatever it is you have to say.”

He closed his mouth and nodded, looking like a kicked puppy.

“I’m not mad at you, Elijah.”

His head shot up in surprise, “What?”

“Your family will always come first to you and I understand that. I’d walk into Hell for my brothers, and I basically have. I’d never expect you to go against your brother when I couldn’t go against mine. Always and forever right?” You sighed, “I guess I’m just disappointed? Especially after you let Klaus launch me into a bookcase.”

Your voice raised a tad at that statement, “Okay, maybe I’m a little mad. Just because you are loyal to your family, doesn’t mean you have to stand idly by while your brother does shit like this. He could’ve killed me, and you did nothing.”

He sighed, “I–”

“I’m. Not. Done.” He nodded once again.

“Klaus was right, Elijah. I did have feelings for you, I still do. These last couple weeks I really did feel a connection between us. I mean, you’re the reason I’m alive.”

“I’m also the reason you’re dead.”

“You are not responsible for your brothers actions. Only if you’re around and don’t do anything to try and stop him. Yeah, being a Winchester and a vampire isn’t ideal. But I think I’m doing alright,” you said with a sly smile.

There was an awkward silence. Elijah was obviously waiting to see if you were done talking so he could get a word in. You waved towards him signaling for him to speak. You were very interested in what he had to say.

“For 1,000 years, it’s just been me and my siblings. Running from our father, learning how to be vampires and how to blend in century to century. We made that promise almost a millennia ago, always and forever. And, for the most part, we’ve abided by it.”

He paused, “The whole time, we’ve had to police Klaus. Well, I have. He’s always been quick to anger, a loose cannon as some would say. Without me around, Klaus goes unchecked. And that spells trouble for everyone.”

“So the reason for all of this, is so you could stay with Klaus and keep him in line?”

“Somewhat. Even though you’re a vampire now Y/N, we could never be together. You’re a hunter, now and always. Our families have been at odds ever since John came after us.”

“We could, if we really wanted to.”

“I can’t risk it. If you were to ever cross Klaus, if he thought you were even thinking about breaking apart our family by us running off somewhere, he’d kill you. Permanently this time.”

You sighed, “You’re right. Even though Klaus offered me a place as a Mikaelson, it’d never last. Klaus is jealous by nature, and I don’t think he’d appreciate me stealing you from him.” Rubbing the back of your neck, you continued, “Honestly? I’ve known this wasn’t possible. I don’t think what we had was more than a passing fancy. Which is okay. I just wish I’d realized it sooner.”

Elijah sighed, “I’m sorry Y/N.”

“I’ll survive. I always do.”

He sauntered up to you and kissed your forehead. A single tear made its way down your cheek as you mourned for what could have been. 

“Goodbye Y/N.”

You let a small smile find its way to your lips, “Goodbye Elijah.”

As he walked out the door, a lot of different emotions hit you. Sadness, pain, and surprisingly relief. Dealing with both Elijah and Damon was stressful, but part of you knew all along who was right for you. It doesn’t mean you didn’t have feelings for Elijah because you did. 

It just meant that the dark haired, broody Salvatore had captured your heart somewhere along the way.

You sat on the couch and stared into the fire. The night had been a rollercoaster. The night began with the highest of highs, being so happy at your party with all your friends and ended in the lowest of lows with you almost dying. Again.

“You can come out now, Damon. I know you’ve been listening.”

Turning around, you watched as Damon stalked from his hiding place in the hallway. Looking like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar he made his way over, standing right in front of you.

“Are you alright?”

“I am, actually. Aside from almost dying again, this night was pretty fun,” you said with a breathy laugh.

“Did I ever mention you’re amazing?” Damon asked with a smirk.

“Yes but you can say it again.”

You both laughed as he sat down next to you. It was silent for a moment, neither of you knowing how to begin. This conversation was both awkward and long overdue. Who should start? What should you say?

“So...” 

“So...” you said back.

“We have a lot to talk about don’t we?”

“Yes we do Damon. Yes we do.”

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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

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And for the next round, request based on gifs that I have in my gallery, but always with my favorite ship, Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister.

I like her spirit

Summary: You ask Dean to help on a case, but he's unaware that the oldest Mikaelson is also there to help.

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister

Prompt: "I like her spirit"

Warnings: cursing, mentions of death

A/n: Hey @nalledimessi 🌻 Thamk you for your request, hope you like this!

"What is this leech doing here?!"

You rolled your eyes while Dean shot his glare across the motel room, where Elijah was leaning against the wall and was peacefully fixing his sleeves.

"Always glad to see you keep finding new ways to insult me, Winchester."

A smug smirk appeared on his lips, which made Dean fume in anger.

"Wait until I find an effective way to kill you, then we'll see who'll be the one laughing."

"Enough, both of you." Your words turned out not to be enough to assure they didn't send each other death glares. "Elijah is here to help with the nest, Dean. The sooner you accept it, the better."

That caught Dean's attention. He turned to you with a shocked espression, as you had just spoken in Latin. "How can he be of any help? He'll stab our backs as soon as we turn around!"

"He won't. He gave me his word."

Dean scoffed, raising his hands to the air. "Oh, because that makes it so much better!"

"God," you sighed, shaking your head and massaging your temples, "you're such a prick sometimes!"

You heard Elijah snort at your statement, and Dean would've definitely killed him, if he hadn't been so taken aback as well. "Excuse me? I'm your older brother-"

"Yeah, and right now you're acting like a baby who hasn't had his piece of pie!"

Dean opened again his mouth to say something but you interrupted him before he could utter anything.

"Cut it with the bullshit! If I say he's here to help and that he won't betray us, I would really love a bit more trust on your part! Can we all act like mature people now?"

Elijah raised his chin, a strange look in his eyes, while Dean nodded silently, his jaw clenched.

"Good." You took the machete laying on the table and put it in your sheath. "Now let's make some heads roll." And before they could start fighting again, you were out the room.

Elijah finally moved from his spot against the wall, heading towards the table to give a quick look at the other machete left.

In the blink of an eye, Dean had his hands on it, glaring again at him. "Don't even think about it."

As they both exited the room, they watched closely as you took from the truck of the Impala a baggage, probably full of weapons.

Elijah smiled. "I like her spirit."

He found more quickly than what he expected a machete close to his neck. Unamused, he slightly turned towards Dean whose eyes were now darker than the wood of an oak tree.

"I swear to whoever's up there, if you say another word about her, I'll make sure one of the rolling heads today will be yours."

Elijah smirked again, moving the sharp weapon away with his index. "I'd really like to see you try."

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the Original Vampire | Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!reader

Requested by @nalledimessi​ / Summary: You finally tell the truth to your supernatural killing brothers; you’re dating the Original vampire Elijah Mikaelson. 

A/N: I’m so sorry for the wait, had some things come up at home. I hope you enjoy!! xx 

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*oh my this gif; he’s a freaking hottie UGH

“What is your story?” Elijah asked as his fingers ran up and down your arm. You were laying on his chest between the sheets of his bed. 

You hummed as you stared up to him with a soft smile, your index finger caressing his cheek, “If I told you, I’d have to kill you.” You whispered against his lips. 

He chuckles, pulling you closer against his chest, “That’s such a cliche.” 

You sat up next him, holding the sheet against your chest, “If I did tell you, you’d never forgive me.. You wouldn’t look at me the same.” 

He furrows his eyebrows as he stares at you, “It can’t be that bad.” He sits up and leans back against the headboard and reaches for your hand, but you pull away, tears already forming. 

“I should go.” 

Elijah is confused with the change of emotion in you. The two of you had been dating for close to three months now. He’d met you in a bar located in the French Quarter and the two of you had been inseparable since. 

You hated lying to him like this. You knew his secret; He was a vampire, an original vampire. The same one you and your brothers were hunting at the moment. You, Dean and Sam had drove down to New Orleans after hearing word vampires were taking over the French Quarter. So far during the two months, you’d killed 2 vampires and were no closer to killing the original vampires. Thanks to you. You’d kept your brothers away this long, sending them in the opposite direction. 

You were really going to kill Elijah that night you met him. That was your plan but he’d shown you a side of him, the good side that you couldn’t believe he was this evil vampire everyone spoke about. 

“You don’t have to go so soon.” He reaches for your arm, stopping you, “What is bothering you?” 

You shook your head, slipping your arm from his grasp, “It’d be better to be kept a secret.” You gave him a begging look, “Please just let this go.” 

He gives you a nod and waves his hand toward the door, “Then go.” 

You silently thanked him and hurried to get dressed.

“Will you still come to the party this evening? You are my date.” He asks, getting dressed himself. 

Shit. You’d completely forgot about the party tonight. You wondered if you could get passed your brothers tonight to attend. “Yes, I’ll be there.” 

Elijah came to your side after you’d completely dressed and put his hand on your cheek, “You can tell me anything.” 

“Not this.” 

~ 

“Where the hell have you been?” Dean stood from his seat at the table, anger written all over his face. 

You shrugged him off, tossing your jacket on the bed, “I was following a lead.” 

“We were worried sick.” Sam closes his laptop in front of him, “We tried calling and you didn’t answer.” 

“Sorry.” You mumble, sitting on the bed to slip your shoes off, “Phone died.” 

“Well, we got a good lead.” Dean tosses the paper next to you, “Hope you brought a fancy dress with you.” 

You picked up the piece of paper and read it over. 

“Cause we’re going to a party tonight.” Dean smirks. 

It was a poster for the same party you’d be attending tonight with Elijah. The same party that the Mikaelson’s were throwing at their home. Oh this wasn’t good at all. 

“Go get ready. We leave in an hour.” Sam orders. 

“We can’t go to this party.” You stand and look between the both of them, “We’d be walking straight to our death.” There would be multiple vampires there, you just knew it. 

Dean waves you off, “I think we’ll be fine.” 

“No, I don’t think you guys understand.” 

They have a look of confusion on their face, “Please. Elaborate.” 

“Yes please, elaborate, little sister.” Dean huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. 

“Never mind.” You shook your head, “forget I said anything.” You head for the bathroom but Sam stops you, “Is there something you know that we dont?”

You shook your head, “No.” 

“You wouldn’t lie to us, would you?” Dean asks, skeptical. 

“Fuck you, Dean.” Looking between the two, “I’m going to get ready.” 

~ 

Sam and Dean made sure you were packing heat underneath your dress. Mostly wooden bullet filled guns and a couple wooden stakes in case you were to run into a vampire. How were you supposed to walk in there and not be spotted by Elijah? it was his family’s party and he’d be expecting you, looking for you in the crowd. 

You knew as soon as Sam and Dean laid eyes on one of the Mikaelson’s, they’d be dead. Oh god, what did you get yourself into? 

You followed behind the two brothers, sick to your stomach. You just had a feeling this night wouldn’t end well. “Should we get a drink first?” You suggested. 

Dean nods, “I could use a drink.” He lead the two of you toward the bar and was preoccupied by ordering, giving you time to look over the place. You spotted him instantly at the balcony above the courtyard. He hadn’t noticed you just yet. 

“Going to find a bathroom.” you said to Sam, who gave a nod, “Be careful.” His attention was then back toward the bar.

You quickly slipped through the crowd, looking back up where you’d spotted Elijah. He was already looking down at you with a smile. You returned the smile and headed up the stairs toward him. 

“You look stunning.” He compliments, leaning in for a kiss, but you’ve grabbed his arm and lead him toward his bedroom, “This morning wasn’t enough for you?” 

“We need to talk.” You quickly turned around to shut the french doors behind you. “I don’t have time but you and your family are in trouble.” 

“In trouble? What the hell is going on?” 

You glanced back at the door, Sam and Dean would be looking for you soon, “Elijah..” 

“Tell me why my family is in trouble.” He growled, becoming protective of his family and taking a step toward you. 

“I’m not who you think I am.” 

“Then tell me who you are.” He didn’t know if he could harm you if it came down to it. His heart was yours and the thought of harming you in anyway, made him sick. “I told you earlier, you can tell me anything, my love.” He gently caresses your cheek with his knuckles, “Who are you?” 

Your eyes became glossy as you stared up at him, “We.. me and my brothers are hunters. We hunt the supernatural and we got word of vampires taking over the French Quarter. The night we met, I was going to kill you but you showed such.. such a different side of what I thought vampires were. You showed me compassion and kindness.” You let out a soft sob, “I fell for you, Elijah and I couldn’t do it. I’ve tried to push them in the opposite direction from you and your family, but they saw the poster and they’re here.” 

He couldn’t help but grow angry at what you’d just told him. You lied to him, betrayed him. “you lied to me.” He took a step away from you. 

“Elijah please.. I wanted to tell you.” You begged, “I wanted to tell you so many times but I just didn’t know how.” 

“You betrayed me. Me and my family. We opened our home to you! We trusted you.” 

“Elijah, please. You have to know keeping you and your family safe was my main priority. I’ve kept them in the opposite direction so they wouldn’t find you. I’ve been feeding them the wrong information for weeks.” 

“Why not tell me the truth? Why lie to me?” 

“Because if you knew the truth you would have killed them.. or killed me. I couldn’t risk my family getting hurt either. But I wanted to protect both your family and mine.”

“So they are here now to kill my family? You brought them here?” 

You shook your head, “I would never. They saw the posters Rebekah put up this morning about the party.” 

“I wish you would have told me the truth sooner.” Pulling out the phone he starts to dial Klaus’ number to warn him. 

“Elijah I’m so sorry.” You let out a soft sob and hung your head. 

“Shh shh..” He gathers you in his free arm. He could see the hurt on your face and deep down he knew if you’d wanted to kill him, you’d done it already. “It’s alright.” He kisses the top of your head. 

“Niklaus-” He started but was interrupted as Sam and Dean bursted into the room, guns drawn, “get away from her!” 

Elijah went into protective mode, pushing your body behind is. 

“No-” You tried to interject, but it was too late. Sam pulled the trigger and the wooden bullet went straight through Elijah’s heart. You watched as he landed on his back with a thump, his body going grey with death.  

“No!” You cried out, “No! What did you do?!” You dropped to your knees next to Elijah, “No No no..” You gripped his hand in yours, laying your head on his chest and sobbed. This is what you’d tried to protect him from but you’d failed. You failed him. 

“Get away from him, y/n!” Dean ordered. 

“What the hell are you doing!” Sam went to grab you by the arms but you shook him off, falling back at Elijah’s side, “You killed him!” 

“Yeah I did!” Sam yells back, “That was the damn plan!” 

“What the hell is your problem?” Dean asks, reaching for you. 

“Don’t fucking touch me!” Your hands gripped Elijah’s shirt, your head going to his chest, “I’m so sorry.. I’m so sorry Elijah.” 

Dean and Sam had no idea what was going on and were confused with your outburst. Why were you crying over this mans, not man but vampire’s body? You’d think they’d killed the love of your life. 

“Oh my god.” Sam is the first to realize it, but Dean lags behind, “What?” 

Elijah gasps as he comes back to life, your name the first thing on his lips, “y/n” 

Your hands went to his face as the grey disappeared, “oh Elijah.. what is.. you’re alive?” Your hand went to his heart. The wound was still opened. 

He growls in pain as he pulls the bullet from his chest, examining it, “It’s not white oak.” Tossing it away from him, the wound healing, “You can’t kill an original vampire without white oak.” 

Sam and Dean are flabbergasted, that was not in any of their books. “You’re alive.” You sobbed, wrapping your arms around him, “I thought I lost you.” 

“Shh.. it’s alright my love.” He wipes a tear from your cheek, “I’m alright.” 

“What in the hell is going on?” Dean is still not caught up. 

“You’ve been screwing with our investigation this whole time, haven’t you?” Sam asked as he put the gun back in his holster, “Leading us in the wrong direction?” 

Elijah slowly pulled himself off the ground and helped you to your feet, “I love him, Sam.” 

“you gotta be fucking kidding me.” Dean growls, “you in love with a vampire?!” 

You flinched at his outburst. Elijah’s arm protectively wraps around you, “He’s been nothing but compassionate and kind.. He’s not like the stories dad would tell you. He’s a good man and yeah I love him.” 

Dean starts toward you but Sam grabs him by the shoulder, “Don’t Dean.” 

“You’re not on her side.” Dean looks at Sam in disbelief, “You can’t be okay with our little sister being in love with a vampire!” 

“She loves him, Dean, what the hell are we supposed to do?! We kill him, she’d never forgive us.” Sam looks at Elijah, “You love her?” 

Elijah looks down at you with such admiration and wipes a stray tear from your cheek, “With everything I have.” 

Sam takes a step toward Elijah, giving him a warning point of his finger, “If.. If one hair on her head is ever injured because of you, mark my words, the next bullet that goes through you will not be wood. It will be white oak.” 

Dean can’t believe his eyes. His little sister in love with an original vampire and his brother just going along with it. Saying it’s okay. Deep down he knew Sam was right; if they were to kill him, you’d never forgive them and they would lose another family member. You and Sam were all Dean had left and he couldn’t lose either of you. He steps up beside Sam, “That warning comes from me too.” That was his way of giving you his approval. 

Stepping away you gather Dean in a hug. His body stiffens at the affection but he returns the hug, “Thank you.” 

“I’ll kill him y/n. I’ll kill him if he hurts you.” He whispers to you. 

You nodded, “I know.” You give him a soft smile and then turn to Sam, giving him a hug. 

“We’re going to head back to Kansas. I assume you’re staying here?” Sam asks. 

You nod and return to Elijah’s side, “I’m staying here.” 

Elijah holds his hand out toward Sam, “If you two ever need help on a hunt, I’m willing to lend a hand.” 

“We won’t need it.” Dean grumbles as Sam shakes his hand and thanks him for the offer. 

Dean doesn’t shake his hand right away and Sam nudges him, “Fine, whatever.” He huffs with a shake of Elijah’s hand. 

Sam and Dean returned to Kansas to find another case while you stayed with Elijah in New Orleans. It felt like a cloud had been lifted from your shoulders. No more lying to Elijah or your brothers; Everything was out in the open and you’d had their approval which made it even better. 

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[nalledimessi]

Christmas Wish

Hello there, yes its me at almost 5am. But I wasn't willing to go to sleep until I finish to write this story that came to my mind this morning or better to said yesterday.

And because I didn't see any December challenge I decide to make this as my own personal challenge.

Merry Christmas for everyone. I hope you have found under your Christmas tree everything that you have wish. If not you made do an auto-present for yourself, I did!

· Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister

· Prompt: “Christmas wish"

Tag's: @helenasingers @jayyeahthatsme @valsworldofcreativity @r13mar

Seated on the floor in front of the big Christmas tree located perfectly on the middle of the Compound surrender by all type of size and colorful gift, your sight loss on the constant changing of color lights, taking you back to old memories…

Strange noises make you wake up, you turn to see Sammy next to you fast asleep “Dean” you whisper to aware him of the noise but no receiving answer from him.

You stand from bed avoiding waking up your small brother, to reach Dean’s bed an alert him of the intruder but finding it empty.

With the noise increasing on the next room and the words of your father resonating in your head to take care of Sammy you took the knife below Dean’s pillow.

Walking to the source of the noise you found Dean leaving what it look like small presents wrapped in newspaper pages below the tree you made with things found on the hotel room.

“Dean?” you call his attention, saving the knife behind your back “what’re you doing?” you try to sound sleepy.

“Y/N” he gasped looking at you “nothing, go back to sleep or Santa won’t get you presents” he motion to the room you previously went out.

You nod and before staring your way back to your bed, you reach him an plant a kiss on his cheek “Merry Christmas Dean” to then run back to your bed.

Your hunter instincts bring you back feeling another presence coming troughs you, turning your head slightly to watch.

“Everything alright, darling?” he question you extending his hand to help you up.

You couldn’t stop the smile appearing on your lips despite the sadness that it’s settle in your heart “Yeah” you respond taking his hand “I just couldn’t sleep and I decide to came down to drink some chocolate” you express while he guide you to take a seat on the couch.

“The fight with your brother doesn’t have anything to do with your insomnia” he state more than question.

A breath scape your lips, he knows you so well at this point and lying won’t work by now “It’s probably related, I won’t lie to you”

He pull you close to him while kissing your forehead “My apologize my darling I know you wanted to spend the Christmas surrender by your family”

“I’m spending it with at least some part of it, Elijah.”

“Certainly Rebekah love to have you around and I may said she loves you more than she love me” he clarified proud of it.

“I love to have her as a sister” assured him “but I just wish it would be like old times”

“I know darling” kissing you again “Let’s go to bed”

You nod “Go ahead I would go in a minute”

“Alright, don’t make me come back again for you”

“I won’t” you smiled watching him going upstairs to your share room.

You lift you sight to the bright star in the top of the big tree “A Christmas wish it’s all I ask” you whisper before turn around and walk back to your room, unaware of the shooting star passing by.

“Uncle Elijah! Aunt Y/N! Wake up. Santa came last night and bring us presents!” An enthusiastic Hope knock on the door.

“Wake up you two, you better be ready and downstairs to open presents” Rebekah shout passing by.

“Give us a few minutes” you respond turning around to see Elijah. “Merry Christmas”

“Merry Christmas” he pull you close to him to properly kiss you “we can stay in bed if you may like” he propose to you.

You cuddle more to him for a few seconds to then nod “let’s get going or we will having all of them knocking on our door”

“Alright” he agree.

“Aunt Y/N” Hope shout running to you taking you by the hand and drag you to seat next to her on the floor taking a present under the tree and put it on your lap “This is for you”

“Thank you” you smile taking a lock of hair behind your ear “To Y/N, from Hope” you smile at her “Thank you sweetie”

“Open it” she request excited.

You rip apart the paper thrilled by the curiosity, until you open the box finding a craven wooden frame with the word familyas title, a picture taken on your engagement day, Hope seated between you and Elijah while the rest of the Mikaelson’s behind and to your sides.

“You didn’t like it?” she question with sadness in her voice watching tears rolling down your cheeks “I didn’t mean to make you sad, I’m sorry aunt Y/N” she mention.

“Oh no sweetie” you answer right away “it’s all the contrary, I’m happy, it’s the best Christmas present, thank you” pulling her in a crushing hug “I love you Hope”

“I love you too aunt Y/N” she express.

With Hope still in your arms you watch Klaus and Elijah stand in front of yourselves covering you, while the rest of the vampires turn their attention to the front door ready for anything.

“Well, this isn’t how I imagine the house of an Original Vampire would be”

You eyes open in surprise, standing from the floor with Hope in your arms to look between the gap Elijah and Klaus leave “Dean? Sam?” you question unable to believe your eyes.

“Hey Y/N” Sam rush to answer “we hope weren’t late for opening the Christmas presents” he mention shy taking his hand behind his head.

“Is she yours?” his eyes fix on you and Hope, her arms around your neck and his head reclined in your shoulder like she was your own child.

“How is that even possible Dean?” Sam question him.

He turn around to see Sam “I saw a movie where the baby grow up in a few weeks and become an child”

You roll your eyes at him “She is my niece, Hayley and Klaus daughter” you explain while putting down Hope and step in front of them “What are you doing here?” you finally question them crossing your arms over your chest.

Dean exhale “I’m sorry” you would have miss if you weren’t in front of him.

“What?”

He start avoiding to see you “I’m sorry, ok? you aren’t a kid anymore, you can take your own choices and if been with a vampire makes you happy,” he cross his sight with yours to emphasize his point “but I’m not saying that I totally like it, I can’t do anything to stop you, just to be there for you if you need me” he finally confess.

And as same like last night you couldn’t fight the smile appearing in your lips while crushing him in a hug “Merry Christmas Dean”

He hug you back “Merry Christmas Kiddo”

[samantha-thewinchester]

I don’t know if you know but I’m ship Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister, so I I would probably request a lot of them 🤭

So now can I request a 🖋 with Elijah Mikaelson x Winchester!sister?

Thank you ☺️

Warnings: Mentions of sex , mentions of abuse, langauge

[ I personally do not ship this, but I will gladly write this for you! I'm only mentioning that I don't just as a warning incase I fuck this up- ]

Elijah Mikaelson X Winchester!Sister

Let's start with how they meet

Winchester Sister, is walking through New Orleans

So is Elijah

Guess what they do?

The classic bump into each other!

They gather themselves and are on their ways.

Until it keeps happening.

Again

and again

and again.

So, finally they decide to talk to each other for longer then the 5 minutes it took to fix themselves.

Their first meeting is at a coffee/book shop.

They share a chocolate cake together--

And, they become friends--

Until she kisses him on their 6 month anniversy of being friends

then LOVE

dates

gifts

sex

LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Elijah is absoutely head over heels, and so is Winchester!Sister

She even gets so close to him, she starts to open up about the abuse John put her through, Elijah telling her some of the minor stuff Mikael did to him (Of course not mentioning running from him for 1,000 years).

Neither knows about the other and their connection to the supernartural.

Okay, maybe Elijah has been warned and told that she's a hunter and looked into the last name Winchester, but he just loves her too much

He makes sure she's safe from all the supernatural creatures in town who want to kill her

She has gotten hints that he's a vamp too, but she tends to just ignore them

Because LOVE

She finds out at a Mikaelson party, some idiots coming after Hope or Klaus or even just Elijah-

She walks in on Elijah ripping out their hearts-

She freaks out and runs- Elijah just staring at where she once stood- Heartbroken

He goes over to her apartment later, talking with the softest voice he's ever used-

They talk it over

Samantha is a little warry and scared at first, but the she realizes

Elijah is still Elijah

That hasn't changed

So she get's used to it again, she's happy

Until motherfucking Dean and Sam show up and take her with them to find John-

Family adventure. So fun.

She looses contact with Elijah, always looking back on the happy memories--

Until they go on a hunt in New Orleans-

THE RUN INTO EACH OTHER AGAIN!

Elijah and Winchester!Sister catch up-

He asks her why she left-

She just tries to avoid the question or give short answers-

And then Sam and Dean walk in-

They get defensive-

Especially when they hear his name is "Elijah Mikaelson"

But Winchester!Sister calms them down-

Eventually of course, the Winchesters are supposed to leave town-

Go back to the bunker,

go back to Cas and Eileen-

But Winchester!Sister decided to stay!

[the-halloween-jack]

*Disclaimers* 

You can request for a character that is not listed under their show/movie, though I’m more likely to write for the ones already there.

This is a fairly new blog, so be warned that my list of works isn’t very extensive, which I hope to change in the very near future.

Without any further to do... Welcome to my Masterlist!

T H E  V A M P I R E  D I A R I E S

Oneshots:

Damon Salvatore: Oneshots: The Day Before - Damon Salvatore x Reader / Part 2 Series: r e v e n a n t - Damon Salvatore x Winchester!Sister!Hunter!Reader  Elijah Mikaelson: Oneshots: Ephemeral - Elijah Mikaelson x Human!Reader Stefan Salvatore: N/A Alaric Saltzman: N/A  Enzo St John: N/A

T H E   B A T M A N

Oneshots

Bruce Wayne / Batman (Robert Pattinson): Enigma - Pattinson!Batman x Reader Hostage - Pattinson!Batman x Reader

H A R R Y  P O T T E R

Oneshots:

Harry Potter: N/A Remus Lupin: Young! Remus x Fem!Werewolf!Reader / Pt.1 / Pt.2 / Pt.3 / Newt Scamander: N/A Sirius Black: N/A  Draco Malfoy: One Little Difference ➳ Draco Malfoy x Gryffindor!Pureblood!Reader

P E A K Y  B L I N D E R S

Oneshots:

Thomas Shelby: N/A

T I T A N S

Dick Grayson: N/A Garfield Logan: N/A

S U P E R N A T U R A L

Oneshots:

Sam Winchester: N/A  Dean Winchester: N/A Supernatural Series: r e v e n a n t - Damon Salvatore x Winchester!Sister!Hunter!Reader 

G A M E  O F  T H R O N E S

Oneshots:

Jon Snow: N/A Robb Stark: N/A

X - M E N

Oneshots:

Charles Xavier: N/A Peter Maximoff: N/A Erik Lehnsherr: N/A James Howlett: N/A

Series:

The Telepath’s Daughter / Series Masterlist / (This series is currently being edited)

M A R V E L

Oneshots:

Bucky Barnes: Bucky Barnes x Fem!HydraExperiment!Reader / Pt.1 / Pt.2 Peter Parker: N/A Loki Laufeyson: N/A

M A N  O F  S T E E L

Oneshots

Clark Kent / Superman: N/A

S T A R  W A R S

Oneshots:

Kylo Ren: N/A

[l-r-christian]

Since I got like two parts of 'Fake it till you love me.' to finish up. Imma start another series because I am in a simping Elijah Mikaelson mood. I have a base plot idea but I don't know how many parts I wanna do. I do know it is gonna be a crossover with Supernatural.

[zodiyack]

Being A Winchester And Dating A Mikaelson Would Include...

Requested by anon: Will you do a story about Sam and Dean’s little sister hiding the fact she’s dating an original and the families meet

Pairing: Freya Mikaelson x GN!reader, Finn Mikaelson x GN!reader, Elijah Mikaelson x GN!reader, Niklaus Mikaelson x GN!Reader, Rebekah Mikaelson x GN!Reader, Kol Mikaelson x GN!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, mention of murder?, crossover, slight angst

Note: ALTERNATE RESULT OF REQUEST!! THE FIC CAN BE FOUND HERE! THIS IS JUST ONE INCLUDING ALL THE MIKAELSONS/ORIGINALS!

This does not include Hope, by the way. I know I said all, but I meant from the Originals. I have yet to finish Legacies (though I’m getting there!)

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Masterlist | Supernatural Masterlist | The Originals Masterlist

Freya Mikaelson

Your brothers don’t have much of a problem with witches than they did the rest of the supernatural

especially with Freya, as she can be useful in many ways

get your mind out of the gutter

When they first met her, they were a little cautious- as per usual, but she was cool with them pretty quick.

Dean definitely asked her a lot of questions.

Whether they involved magic or her sexuality, I’ll never tell.

they most likely did

Sam and Freya get along pretty swell

Dean...

Well-

He’s Dean.

Remember when Freya snapped Lucien’s neck because she “works better with quiet”?

ok so that...but just knocking Dean out instead of killing him.

Sam’s kind of in shock, a little intimated, not sure if he should be thankful or mad, etcetera etcetera.

Not a whole lot to say other than the fact that they get along and Dean doesn’t have much of a filter good and bad, but I think we all know that

Putting an end to hiding her was an amazing choice

Finn Mikaelson

His distaste for being what he is, your brothers can get behind, however, his stern mature exterior, they don’t like as much

He’s the kinda guy who they would call a “party pooper”

Dean doesn’t like how literal he is, Sam’s semi-okay with it but not to the point where he’d disagree with Dean

“What?” Dean suddenly stops laughing. Finn is glaring at him with strong judgement.

safe to say, Dean isn’t sure whether he likes Finn or not

Sam’s just trying to be respectful

The entire time he’s around your brothers, you have to be there.

To be honest, you more than likely wouldn’t allow your brothers anywhere near him if you’re not there with him

You’re trying to keep Finn from doing something he’d regret while eating with your brothers

be it, leaving, snapping, really anything- you keep him grounded

He’s not the biggest fan of your brothers.

Hunting, however,

though he won’t offer often, if it involves you, he’s by your side and ignoring any negative feelings towards your brothers

that won’t stop him from saying anything though. He’ll flat out admit that he doesn’t like them, but he’ll push past that for you

Not even sure if hiding the boi was good or not, so that’s up to you

Niklaus Mikaelson

Now Klaus... Well, your brothers disagree with each other one some parts.

Dean likes Klaus, but he still doesn’t trust him all that much involving you or your safety

Sam...he just dislikes Klaus. He despises him. Like Dean, he doesn’t trust him and he doesn’t ever plan on doing so.

Since they meet the family, Sam often tells Dean you’d be better with Elijah.

Dean gives him a weird look but doesn’t respond, dropping the conversation with a his own wordless version of “no”

They will never allow you two any private time.

With Dean, that depends

However, they do indeed ease up when they learn of his protectiveness

Dean probably offers to go get revenge with him

after they learn that Klaus’ revenge involves hunting the creature / person who / that wronged you, they learn to like some parts of him.

Sam and Dean are very strictly against his willingness to, and lack of empathy when, killing humans.

As stated, Dean is like a human, more sane and human (emotion and other stuff wise, not literal), version of Klaus

Sam feels uncomfortable around Klaus and he notices

Dean and Klaus poke fun at him for that and you can’t tell me no

On that note-

Klaus is very likely to pull some shit on your brothers.

Dean thinks it’s hilarious (unless Klaus goes too far), but Sam is not having it.

At all.

Pretty much what happens when the meet him.

just Klaus and Dean laughing with each other and Sam sporting a very criticizing squint at the two every so often

Good choice to hide him, but they probably would’ve found out anyway. News gets around when it’s about Klaus Mikaelson.

Rebekah Mikaelson

To be one hundred percent honest, Dean flirts with her the moment he sees her

but BOY is he surprised when he finds out she’s the one you’re dating

Dean definitely does some double takes between you and Bekah

Sam approves, Dean approves, it’s all good

Rebekah likes them both and is pretty quick to accept them.

she probably asks her brothers why they can’t be more like Sam and Dean, not even gonna lie

That’s how it goes. Their first meeting. All three have some good laughs and right away, they approve

They want her to come over and when she does, they want her to come over a lot more

Rebekah is probably one of the only Mikaelsons who don’t come off as...well, who don’t come off as Klaus-like to them. She’s the best person you could’ve dated and they’re ever so happy you’re doing just that

They’d be cool if you were just friends with her, but still

She too is definitely up for hunting, especially if it means protecting you

Bekah also despised when Klaus judged her for using a knife and being a woman, so you don’t have any need to worry about her preventing you from doing dangerous stuff

that just might be the worry you SHOULD worry about tho

They’re untouchable after meeting her. No one may harm them without being thrown like a javelin past hell itself

Her dreams of having a family really touch Sam and get some approval points after he learns of them

As we know, she’s not as open about that until she wants to be

Tbh, I don’t think they’d think anything negative of/about her

Right off the bat, there was no need to hide her.

Introducing them was absolutely 100% worth it, and your brothers can vouch for that

no promises that their answers wouldn’t be bias

Kol Mikaelson

Sam would rather you date Klaus than Kol, and that’s saying a lot.

While I would like to leave it at that, I have some headcannons to finish. So-

They really just- despise the living crap out of him during their first meeting

Dean thinks he can vibe with him, but then Kol says something Kol-like and Dean is just no

As we all know, Kol, in all three lifetimes he’s had, doesn’t have a filter.

In the slightest.

He won’t hold back.

Once he’s started, there’s no stopping him.

Dean has a filter, but not much of one; he’s a genuinely nice dude with nicer things to say than Kol, however, if those two get in a fight-

Sam would definitely jump in, but Kol’s lack of nice things to say in that moment, is also fighting him

have fun pulling that apart

But because he’s dating you, he has a soft side.

Once Dean and Sam find their way to his soft/good side, they like him a little more.

Sam will probably approve of him by then and forget all about his secret preference involving your love-life

Kol is up for any hunting the boys are doing as long as it doesn’t involve his family

Once the three are all buddies, he thinks of them as family

he thinks of them as off-limits when he first meets them because they’re related to you.

in his mind, no one can hurt them, but he’s allowed to threaten and injure them if they’re still living afterwards

When they’ve reached the family point of view, he’s all over protecting them

demands they allow him to join them on hunts but won’t admit why

They apply to the whole Mikaelson “no one hurts my family and gets away with it” thing

can we just thank Elijah for that quote for a sec? k thanks

Basically, you’ve been hiding him for good reason but if he does eventually get along better, you don’t regret it nearly as much as you once did

[whitewitchdani]

Infinitely Different: Chapter 24

Read Chapter 23 Here

Word Count: 1,498

Pairing: Winchester!sister x ???

Warnings: angst, language, canon typical violence

A/N: Happy Hump Day y’all! Here’s chapter 24, let me know what you think. :)

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“Throwing a party and didn’t invite us? Well that’s fairly rude.”

Klaus strolled in with his siblings to face you and your friends. Kol, Rebekah, and... Elijah all stood at his side. Looking content, like not even 2 weeks ago he watched his brother break your neck.

Caroline vamped away suddenly. You turned to see where she had gone but figured it out when the music in the main room cut out.

“Everybody out. NOW!” She knew it probably wasn’t necessary, but she compelled the entirety of Mystic Falls’ youth out of the boarding house and away from the coming disaster that was about to ensue. She appeared back at your side, causing the Mikaelson’s attention to focus on you.

“Didn’t I kill you already?”

You shot Klaus the classic Winchester bitchface, “Yeah, but Winchester’s tend to have a hard time making that stick.”

“So I’ve heard,” he smirked. 

“What’re you doing here Klaus?” 

“Well Stefan, like I said, it was quite rude to throw a party and not invite all your friends.”

“You aren’t our friend.” Damon sneered.

Klaus put a hand to his chest, “You wound me Damon. I thought now that we all cohabitate in Mystic Falls we could become friends!”

“You broke Y’N’s neck! You’re lucky Elijah’s blood was still in her system, or you’d have us and the entire hunter community on your ass. And I don’t think that’s something even a mighty hybrid could survive,” Damon said nonchalantly.

Klaus shrugged, “Maybe you’re right. But, as I can see, the Winchester girl is alive so that’s not something we need worry about.” He turned to face you, “I must say love, you don’t make a half bad vampire. Immortality suits you.”

“I have three words for you Klaus. GO. TO. HELL.”

“But you’re one of us now darling! One of us has not directly changed a human for some time. You have Mikaelson blood in your veins. You were already a marvelous hunter from what I’ve heard and even more so now that you’re a vampire. With your impressive skill set, I don’t think I’d mind having someone like you around.”

You looked at him dumbfounded, “You killed me and now you want to, what? Be BFF’s? You must be on some serious drugs.”

“Oh come now. Elijah’s blood and training made you into a powerful vampire. You may try to, but you can’t fight what you are. And that’s a Mikaelson.”

You went to vamp towards the hybrid but was stopped by Damon’s arm across your chest, “He will kill you. Again. Calm down,” he whispered to you.

Backing out of his hold, you took a deep breath. Looking at Elijah his expression hadn’t changed. It was stone cold calm, like nothing happening in that moment or the past month had ever meant anything.

You ignored Damon’s warning and came toe to toe with Klaus, “I will NEVER be like you. You’re a monster.”

Klaus’ smile never wavered. Even as he launched you across the room and into a bookcase, his smile remained. 

You groaned as you were helped up by Stefan and Damon. The entire conversation had moved from the front door to where the party had been moments before. As you looked back at the Mikaelson clan, you were shocked at what you saw. It wasn’t Klaus’ smile that shocked you. Or Rebekah’s laugh, or even Kol’s. 

It was Elijah.

His face was still calm. His hands remained in his pockets as he watched his brother launch you across the room. He made no attempt to stop him, or help you. You wondered for a moment if he had turned his humanity off.

Klaus noticed where your attention was focused and laughed, “I know what you must be thinking. That I forced him to turn his emotions off and that’s why he hasn’t helped you? On the contrary my dear. He is still the Elijah who healed you and taught you the ways of being a vampire. The one you no doubt were falling for.”

He walked forward until he was in front of you again, “But it is the same as it has always been dear. For the past thousand years it has been only each other we could rely on. Always and forever. And although he was angry with me for killing you, I am his brother. He is loyal to his family. Not to some hunter whore he found dying in the woods.”

A single tear streaked down your cheek as you processed what Klaus had said. Dean was right. You were just some girl; Klaus was family. And just like the Winchester’s, the Mikaelson’s always stuck together.

Klaus reached out and wiped the tear from your face. You went to bat his hand away but he grabbed your wrist faster than anything you had seen. Just as fast, he grabbed your throat.

“We’ve been here before haven’t we love? Now, I’m going to give you a choice. First and best option: you come with us. Live as a Mikaelson and join and protect this family. You could be with Elijah, a part of a family that would protect you, understand what being a vampire is like. We’ve already decided to leave Mystic Falls. You’d leave the life of judgmental brothers and subpar vampires behind. A true new life for your newfound immortality. Or...” He grabbed a piece of the bookcase from the floor and stabbed it into your stomach. The sound that left your mouth was more like a squeak as the hybrid crushed your windpipe. “Next time I won’t miss.”

You felt the piece of wood protruding from your stomach, your vampire skin attempting to heal but failing with the makeshift stake still present. You foolishly thought being a vampire would lessen pain some. You were very wrong. The feeling was almost worse than the times you’d been shot and stabbed before. Heightened senses weren’t always a good thing.

Looking at Klaus you nodded, “Alright,” you rasped. “Alright, I’ll go with you.” You heard a chorus of no’s echo behind you. But it didn’t matter. Telling Klaus what he wanted to hear was your only chance of survival.

“Glad you see it my way.” He dropped you onto the floor causing you to yelp as pain shot through your body as the stake moved deeper.

As you lied on the floor, you yanked the piece of wood from your abdomen. You heard your friends above you arguing with each other and the Mikaelson’s, but it was almost white noise. You needed to focus. Obviously you couldn’t go with Klaus. So what could you do?

As you lied there, you came up with a plan. It was a good plan, not the best but good. This is a terrible plan, you thought to yourself, but it’s my only choice.

You grasped the stake in your hand as tight as you could. As fast as your vampire speed could take you, you shot up and moved towards Klaus. You stopped in front of his back and raised your arm to attack.

In a blur of speed, Klaus turned around and grabbed your wrist, hard. Your eyes widened in shock, but not necessarily surprise. Like you thought, it wasn’t the greatest idea.

“You’re beginning to annoy, Winchester. I will give you one. last. chance. Either come with us, or I will kill you.”

Staring at him, you weighed your options. While you had feelings for Elijah, they were not strong enough to leave behind your family for a life of Original drama, and you knew there was a lot of that. So when a hail-Mary idea to save yourself popped in your head, you went with it. If you were gonna go down, you were gonna go down fighting.

It almost happened in slow motion. While Klaus stared you down waiting for his answer, you set your plan into motion. You dropped the stake and caught it with your free hand. Astonishingly, you were able to thrust the stake into Klaus’ heart.

“I choose option three.” You gave the stake a twist and he began to desiccate, his skin and veins becoming gray. He finally collapsed, dead. For at least a little while.

His siblings looked at you, their expressions a combination of surprise and horror. Rebekah let her fangs descend and began to stalk toward you, but was stopped by Kol.

“I know Klaus was the strongest out of you and I took him down. Maybe rethink your plan Rebekah.” The female Mikaelson recoiled back at your words as she realized you were right. You looked at both of them, “I was content to leave Klaus be even though he killed me, but he apparently was not. Go. Take him and go.”

Kol and Rebekah looked at each other and began to gather Klaus’ body. As they left, Elijah was following behind.

“Except you.” He froze in his tracks at your statement. “We need to talk.”

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