#elijiah mikaelson

[nifftydeary]

[ladydeath-vanserra]

elijiah and dahlia being so unnervingly similar is one of my favorite things about the originals. the echoes and parallels and tragedies that are a part of the Original Family. ugh.

[jokingmisfit]

Birthday Presents You're the Gift

Poly Mikaelsons x Fem!Reader

Warnings- sub reader(aka reader is a bottom), putting icing where it isn't supposed to go, biting, drinking readers blood (implied), p in v, unprotected sex, slight choking, blindfolds, restraints, edible underwear, cunnilingus, mommy kink, collars(not pet play), leash(still not pet play), doggy style, possessiveness, sex toys, begging, cumming inside, over stimulation (implied), (potion) aphrodisiac, hair pulling, strap-on, squirting (mentioned), reader is a bit of a pillow princess ngl

Notes- It's all in past tense for some reason idk I was tired and wrote half at work the other half instead of sleeping at 2am. Also, technically it's written as the reader is with all of them.

Kol (Icing)

You'd been surprised yourself with how easy things went. You had to sneak away from his party early and set things up, hide the icing, and make sure it was all done in time for him to walk in.

It went perfectly. You covered your chest in icing and put sprite on top of that. You took a smaller tube of icing and placed X's on his favorite places to bite you. Lastly, you partially coated your privates in icing.

You propped yourself up at the edge of the bed and waited. Thankfully you planned just right because only a few minutes passed when he opened the door.

Of course the door wasn't open for long as he slammed it shut. Kol's eyes raked over you. A shine lit in his eyes and if you didn't know any better you'd think he was about to actually eat you.

"What a lovely surprise..." He had whispered.

"All for you." You replied easily.

Kol squeezed his hands into fists and released a few times before he stalked towards you. Honestly the man looked wild like he had no idea where to start, so he started with the little "x" on your thigh. He licked the icing clean and bit down to draw blood to replace it.

You warned him not to lose his appetite so soon and he sunk his teeth deeper. Slowly he moved to your pussy, where he lapped at the icing before diving his tongue into your hole. Kol are you out until there was no icing left.

He moved up and hit every "x" etched on your skin and leaving his own marks behind. He decided he wanted more, so he shoved his cock into you while sucked on your chest and your neck. Leaving a different kind of sticky mess between your legs and on your thighs.

At the end of the night he tells you how jealous his siblings will be when he tells them the present their mate gave him.

Elijah (Ties)

You were a bit worried. You had to ask Rebecca for help with your preparation, and you prayed she wouldn't spoil your surprise. The two of you snuck off just at the end of the party and made quick progress.

With a kiss on your cheek Rebecca left you there for her brother to find. Your hands were tied to the railing with one of Elijah's ties and you were blindfolded by another one. Around your neck was a brand new tie that you were hoping he'd enjoy as much as the rest of his surprise.

You could hear the door open, and if you hadn't heard the low laugh you would've been concerned for who might've entered.

Elijah's hand was soft against your breast . He traced the shape of your body easily. He lightly picked up the base of the tie off your chest. He felt the fabric between his fingers.

"What a delicious surprise you've given me." He said quietly.

You had felt the tie suddenly tighten around your neck making it harder to breathe. Your soft moans encouraged him, and he engulfed your mouth with his. He littered your neck with bites and kisses which trailed onto your breasts.

Elijah removed his clothes and hovered above you. He took little care in preparing you as he slid his cock into you. He held the tie tightly pulling it like it would move you closer to him. Most of the night your legs are placed forcefully on his shoulders as he plows you. He makes you cum several times and misses not one chance to fill you up with his seed.

By the end of the night he undoes all the ties and holds you softly. He doesn't say it but you can tell he very much enjoyed his present.

Rebekah (Lingerie)

The plan was simple enough. You didn't need extra preparation, all you needed was to put it on. You knew she'd love it.

You sat delicately in the light pink candy lingerie. The scent of strawberries comforted your nerves, yet made you that much more excited.

Rebekah entered the room already smiling. She licks her lips before sitting on her knees in front of you.

"Such a lovely gift for your mommy..." She said looking you over.

She leaned up and bit the strap of the barely strong enough candy. Your tits spilled out and the other strap broke instantly. Rebekah's smile grew and she lowered her head between them to bite off the lingerie's body strap.

Her hands trailed your thighs as she went around your chest eating the candy and nipping at your skin. She moved her head down and ate the candy wrapped around your tummy before she bit the panties.

Rebekah used her teeth to tear away the candy. Her nails scratched the skin on your thighs. She ate you out just like she ate the candy. When you moved your hands to her hair she immediately pinned them beside you with an additional threat to tie you up.

You spent most of the night like this with her mouth glued to your cunt. She teased you when you begged her to stop. Instead finally using her strap to fuck you "more properly".

She makes sure not a piece of lingerie is left and any stickiness is taken off with her tongue.

The night ends with your lips pressed to her chest. A perfect way to tell you Rebekah had loved your gift.

Klaus (Collar)

A part of you was nervous. You had known he brought it up to you when he was really worked up, but you had no idea if Klaus would really like it.

Your body bare aside from the collar sat delicately on your neck. The words "Property of Niklaus" scrawled nicely on it. A chain leash attached and you played with the other end while you waited for the hybrid to step through the door.

When he does enter his back was towards you as he ensures no one sees the inside of his room. He scolds you for giving yourself away with your scent, but his words die when he finally sees you.

"Now this is a very pleasant surprise." His smile at you was predatory.

Your heartbeat grew faster as you looked away and offered him the leash. He took it happily and watched with excitement as you looked up with wide eyes. Klaus's smile grew when he caught glimpse of the tag.

He pulled the leash tightly and you end up dragged into his arms. His fingers investigate the tag as he reads it. A low growl escapes him.

You found yourself face down and ass up as he fucks into you from above. His thrusts were hard and quick. He pulled on the leash from behind giving you a delightful lightheaded feeling.

He made you beg for release, repeating how he owned you over and over again. The word "mine" might have as well been embedded in your skin like his fangs were in your shoulder.

You knew when the night ended he had enjoyed your surprise as he held onto the leash for the rest of the night even when you were wrapped in his arms.

Finn (Toys)

You were excited. You didn't really use toys and the others didn't either, but Finn seemed fascinated with the thought and you really wanted him to be satisfied with your gift.

The toys were laid out beside you. You wore a simple lingerie set that you knew he'd love. The door opened to a confused Finn.

"What is all of this?" He asked simply.

You explained everything. Simple, pick a toy or multiple and it's his tool to use.

Almost instantaneously he picked a toy and turned it on. Finn tore the panties away rather quickly, and he put the toy right up to your clit and savored the sounds you made.

He truly enjoyed the show. He tested every vibrator, dildo, and plug laid out. He even tried the breast pump to watch you as it sucked your tits. Finn enjoyed the way you begged him for a break, for anything else. He wanted more of this even if you pretended not to too.

He took what little clothing you had left and fucked you into the mattress, but even then he wasn't satisfied and he pulled out one of the vibrators again. He couldn't help but stare at you and the way your body reacted.

Finn drilled into you with the vibrator on your clit for all three rounds that he actually touched you. Had you tried you wouldn't be able to count the times you actually came that night.

In the end you knew he was happy with his gift, especially when he set the toys aside for "future use".

Freya (Aphrodisiac)

It was a good present. You had known that, because she had told you before she wanted to try. It was easy getting the potion with Kols help. You hid it from Freya well and you were so excited to give into one of her fantasies.

You left the bottle to sit in your lap as Freya entered the room. Her eyes traced over you and immediately landed on the bottle.

"Oh, this has to be my favorite present of the night." She said more to herself than you.

Freya took the bottle from your lap and poured it into her mouth. She let the liquid sit before kissing you and pushing the potion down your throat. You obeyed despite the urge for air burning your lungs.

The aphrodisiac worked quickly. It dulled some senses and increased others. You could feel the heat pooling between your legs. The wetness on your thighs and her smile on your neck. Her kisses burned and you felt you might cum from the simple actions.

Your body was on fire and you couldn't focus. She grabbed your scalp and pulled you till you were face to face with her. Freya kissed you madly as you whimpered against her mouth.

Her fingers moved down and played with your cunt. They enter you easily over and over again. She moved your head to suck on her chest and you obeyed easily.

Though you weren't sure when at some point she put on her strap and sat you in her lap. Freya thrusted up into you repeatedly. You don't squirt too often but you did that night.

You can't remember how the night ended, but you knew she enjoyed your present because you remember a kiss on your head and a whispered thank you.

[jokingmisfit]

😙🤌❤

Aaah can we have more poly! Mikaelson headcanons :))

Yes you can!

Warnings- Fluff, just pure fluff

"Elijah would you still love me if I was worm?" "Baby, it is 3am go back to sleep. But yes I would."

You have a tendency to jump on Kol's back to tackle him with love

You and Rebekah staying up late playing Animal Crossing much Elijah's disappointment

Being Klaus's model for a painting

"Elijah, help!" "Baby, why on earth is your hand in the Nutella jar?"

"You can fit so many Mikaelsons in these bad boys." Cue you smacking a coffin as Kol laughs

You and Finn getting lost in a cornfield once and Elijah having to come get only for all three of you getting lost

You letting Rebekah do whatever to your hair

You and Kol breaking in to Marcel's place and moving things slightly 5 inches

Klaus and you just lazy about we then Elijah wants you both to do something

Finn taking you out whenever you get stressed

Kol and you going skinny dipping

You always climbing into Elijah's bed to cuddle

Klaus taking you out somewhere to see the stars

Rebekah and you going shopping

"Humans are kinda squishy when you think about it." "Baby, sleep. It's 3AM."

"How dare you jettison my gift!" Cue Kol holding you back from going at Hayley for not like your birthday gift for her

"Bold of you to assume that I can't suck more than I can handle." Marcel began choking on his drink while staring at you

Elijah or Finn saving you from messes you made

Rebekah always peppering you with kisses

Klaus and Kol joining in on your wild adventures

Elijah is always worried about you

Them telling they love you before they leave the compound

Extending Always and Forever to you

One of them is always near in case you need help

Even though you are human you try helping them in small ways

Making sure Kol full blood, Rebekah always finding a scented candle you leave her

Making sure Elijah is getting enough sleep, cuddling both Finn and Klaus if they have nightmares

Turning you after they marry you

[train-wrecc]

– “ DATING NIKLAUS MIKAELSON “ HEADCANON's

niklaus mikaelson x human!female!reader –

warnings!: kidnapping, blood, murder, somewhat stalkerish tendencies mentioned?

word count: 2.03k requested by: @catmikaelson20

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Klaus had noticed your arrival in New Orleans straight away, after all, it was his city, and he was the King of it, or so he liked to think.

Something about your piercing eyes which were always filled with curiosity and wonder as you wandered the city full of supernaturals, had caught his attention.

The city could get windy at times and he loved watching as you made your way through the French Quarter, your shiny locks swinging in the wind.

Klaus had thought he had been very stealthy, however, he was not. 

You’d always find him not too far from you, lurking in the shadows, it really should’ve creeped you out that some hybrid had been following you albeit it was the opposite.

You found it comforting in a way, knowing someone was always looking out for you.

Elijah, knew you were Klaus's current infatuation, so after a few months of suffering and having to watch Niklaus practically stalk you, he had decided he would introduce himself to you, seeing as he’d seen you around as well.

You thought it was by chance that you’d run into the Elijah Mikaelson, however, it was not. Elijah had figured out your routine and purposely ran into you on your daily stop at the cafe you had been working at. 

Elijah hurriedly walked into the cafe after you had been in there for 10 minutes, as he had seen you talking to your coworkers. You had accidentally spilled your coffee all over his crisp suit, your face besmirched with nothing other than horror. 

Your mouth had been agape, before you had finally shaken out of your daze, “Oh my god, I am so sorry! I swear you came out of nowhere, here, let me help you.” You quickly rambled.

“Don’t worry about it, I didn’t much care for this suit anyways,” He assured you, as you frantically patted napkins against the material of the suit in an attempt to dry it.

He placed his hand against yours to stop you, “It’s quite alright…” He said, waiting for you to fill in your name for him.

“Y/n, you’re the infamous Elijah Mikaelson,” You responded.

“Indeed, I am, Y/n.” He said, a charming smile on his face.

“You Mikaelsons are awfully famous around here… huh,”

“Yes, our family has some history in New Orleans, we practically built the city,”

“Wow, here, let me buy you a coffee or something to make up for your destroyed suit, although I’m sure it costs much more than a 5-dollar coffee,” You laughed.

“Well, I’ll gladly take the coffee,”

The both of you had settled into a conversation, as you strolled about the Quarter.

Elijah had been telling you all about the supernatural history of New Orleans, seeing as you had told him you knew about vampires, wolves, and witches, including how you knew he and his family were the Originals.

You had gestured to your vervain ring, as you had explained your numerous encounters with various supernatural beings.

You had even gotten talking about hobbies, and how you quite enjoyed writing, which had prompted a proposal from Elijiah, “It’s quite interesting that you mention that, my brother Niklaus is in desperate need of an editor or typist, he’s got a few things in the works, I’m sure he’d love your assistance.”

“Oh, I’m not sure I’d be much help,”

“I assure you he’d deeply appreciate it, and I’m sure you’re quite the novelist yourself,” He sang your praises, and you gave in.

When you first met Niklaus he tried to keep his guard up around you, trying to come off as intimidating, however, his plan had backfired.

“Y’know sometimes when I walk through the quarter, for some reason, I just feel eyes on me, like someone’s watching me, hiding in the shadows. Do you ever feel like that?” You’d told the hybrid. 

His face slightly twitched before he quickly hid it with a smirk on his full lips, “Love, I’m Niklaus Mikaelson, I’ve always got eyes on me, I have an exponential amount of enemies that’d love to get me when I’m vulnerable.”

The more time the two of you spent together, the more you somehow broke down the hybrid’s concrete walls.

Niklaus may have been stubborn, but so were you.

“Niklaus, you’re writing is exceptional, you don’t need my help, so why do you insist that I help you edit your work?”

“Love, my writing is exceptional because you edit it.”

“Nonsense. You know, with the amount of time we spend together, you’d think I’d know more about you, I mean I feel like you practically know everything about me…”

Eventually, Niklaus opened up to you about everything, from the years of abuse he suffered at the hand of his father, to his deep fear of abandonment, how he’d always felt odd due to being a “bastard” child.

You knew Nik had flaws, however there was something about him that pulled you in, maybe it was his dedication to his family and their long promise of always and forever.

It was something you wish your family had, that kind of closeness, that no matter what they did, you’d always go back to each other, however, your family was far from that.

From his insistent paranoia to his anger issues, you’d still fallen for him.

Secretly he felt the same, your outer and inner beauty, kindness, and caring personality had made him wrapped around your finger.

He desperately tried to hide it but failed.

Whenever you’d leave, he’d insist on taking you home, to ensure you’d made it safely, as well as insisting you texted him when you were safely inside your apartment.

Eventually, it came to the point where you’d see each other every day, Niklaus often stopping by your work for a cup of his usual coffee. It had gotten to the point where your coworkers had thought he was your boyfriend, which you’d always deny. 

However, there was a twinge in your heart that deeply wanted a relationship with the infamous hybrid.

Everyone could see that you both were head over heels in love with each other but the two of you, whenever anyone said anything you both denied what was right in front of you.

“You’ve truly lost your mind, Rebekah, there’s no way she feels any sort of way for me. She’s too kind. Too pure.”

“Yeah right, like Klaus Mikaelson has feelings for me!” You had laughed.

What finally changed the dynamic of your relationship was when you had been kidnapped by one of Klaus’s enemies.

You had been held hostage and tortured for days, before Klaus finally found you in the abandoned warehouse.

He had torn up the city looking for you, whilst threatening witches to do locator spells for him.

When he came to rescue you, you watched as he murdered your captors in cold blood.

He freed you from the ropes which held you, blood besmirching his face and clothes, as his eyes that glowed yellow returned to their usual blue color.

He pulled you into a tight embrace, clinging to you as he muttered various apologies, from being sorry for getting you kidnapped to having to see him end your captor's lives.

You simply gave him a weak smile, hands on his face, you wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before smashing your lips against his.

He returned the kiss with fervor, before pulling away.

He opened his eyes, “We shouldn’t start this, Y/n, I don’t want to endanger you any more than I already have.”

After that Niklaus had kept his distance from you, however, returned to keeping an eye on you from the shadows.

You had had enough.

You had stormed into the compound yelling and demanding Klaus to come out. Once you had you’d told him off about how he had no right to decide what was best for you, seeing as you were a grown woman who could make her own decisions.

“Who are you to decide what’s best for me Klaus?! I am in love with you and I don’t care if that put’s me in danger!”

It felt like hours had passed as you and Niklaus shouted back and forth, voices echoing throughout the compound for Rebekah and Elijah to hear.

Somehow Klaus had come to the realization that you were more stubborn than him. He murmured a “Bloody hell,” before he shut you up with a kiss.

From then on, you and Klaus had begun dating.

You and Klaus were inseparable.

He always wanted to be near you, in order to protect you, and if he couldn’t he’d order Elijah, Rebekah, Marcel, or someone to guard you when he couldn’t.

He’d constantly surprise you with random gifts such as flowers, “Just because,”.

Klaus would always spoil you, and always insist that he pay for everything, “Love, you’re a queen, and deserve to be treated like it.”

Taking you on random dates, spontaneous trips.

Not long after you began dating, you’d moved into the compound, Klaus no longer wanting you to be living in your apartment by yourself.

Depending on your hair type: Nik would learn how to braid, after you’d complain about your arms aching after having finished doing your own box braids or cornrows /// having to braid your hair before you sleep so you wouldn’t get split ends or tangles in the morning.

He’d always deny it but he secretly loved cuddling, especially when he was the small spoon.

Constantly having to be touching you, whether it be an arm around your waist, his palm against your thigh, holding hands.

Learning to cook your favorite meal.

Waking up each morning to your favorite morning drink on your bedside table.

Catching him watching you as you applied your makeup, “I can’t help it, love, it’s not my fault you’re so gorgeous.”

Always wanting your attention, “Love, are you listening to me?” 

“Of course, I am, lovey.”

Needing to have one of your AirPods in, so he could listen to your music as well.

Countless nights where the both of you would just stay up talking about anything and everything.

If you wear glasses/contacts, he’d love when you wore your glasses over your contacts.

Whenever you would do some self-care such as face masks, he’d always want to participate as well, “Darling, just because I’m an immortal hybrid doesn’t mean that I don’t need to take care of my skin, I mean this isn’t just immortality, it’s SPF as well.”

Whenever he was stressed he’d love it when you’d play with his hair, it always soothed him and melted his stress.

When he’s upset he’d take some time to himself not wanting to lash out at you.

You and Rebekah were the best of friends and loved teasing Klaus together.

You’d eventually learn that Elijah had set you up, because Klaus had never really been looking for an editor or typist.

“Elijah! I can’t believe this,” You laughed.

Whenever Nik would wake up from a nightmare, you’d be right there for him, placing soothing kisses on his shoulder to comfort him.

You would be the first to say the L word, it had been after you and Nik had been dating for almost a year. 

You always knew you had strong feelings for Nik, however, they were really brought to light when you’d gotten extremely sick, and Nik spent every day at your bedside taking care of you.

You had been slightly delirious but you meant every word.

Nik had been laying next to you, the both of you facing each other after he had just made you your favorite soup.

Your hand reached for his own, clasping it. His blue eyes met your own, “I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson.”

It had left him slightly shocked, his mouth slightly agape, before a large dimpled grin spread across his face, “I love you too, Y/n Y/l/n.”

You both loved each other immensely and would do anything for each other.

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A/N: Idk how to feel about this…

[foggyroseblood]

Why is the whole Mikaelson family so hot Elijiah, Finn and Kol fr got me like damn, their mom deserves a mention too

Ik that's not the whole family obviously but they are the top 3 hottest ones alright

[axbxlx]

Tristan de Martel is one of the creepiest fuckers in the entire TVDverse and people ship him with Elijah????

[high-on-shai]

Can You See The Lights? ☾ Elijah Mikaelson

    You can only see color in the places where your soulmate has been/touched

It wasn’t weird. Right? Your soulmate just...traveled a lot. You had seldom been somewhere that said soulmate hadn’t already been to. And that was saying something. You had been a study abroad student for three years and everywhere you went across Europe was painted in color. Actually, you couldn’t remember a place that was still in black and white. 

Maybe it was a little weird.

You decided that you were going to stay stateside for a while. You had just graduated with a Bachelors in [major], and wanted to take some free time before figuring out the rest of your life. New Orleans was supposed to be fun, right? 

****

[1st person POV]

After the longest drive of my life, I decided I needed a drink. I had already stopped at my hotel and unpacked before starting to walk in a random direction, hoping for the best. I was amazed by the colors of everything around. I often sympathize for those who don’t get to see colors as often as I do. 

“Rousseau’s.” I read to myself, noticing the vintage looking sign hanging overhead. I shoved the door open and walked in, expecting the rude crowd that was associated with typical bars. That wasn’t the case with this “Rousseau’s” place. The atmosphere was very calm and relaxed and the patrons were mostly spread around. I confidently walked myself to the bar itself and sat down. A pretty blonde soon came over, the name tag on her shirt reading ‘Cami’.

“What can I get ya?” She asked politely.

“Uh...just [drink] please.” I ordered, smiling at her. 

“I haven’t seen you before. You either just found this place, which is unlikely, or you just got here.” Cami said, making conversation as she made my drink. 

“I’m just here for a little while. I recently graduated and figured I owed myself a vacation. I’m [y/n].” I said, introducing myself as she handed me my now finished drink. She chuckled.

“Well, New Orleans is definitely the place to vacation. Are you here alone?”

“Yep, just me. That’s pretty much how it’s always been.” I trailed off as I awkwardly sipped my drink. 

“Just be careful out there. It’s not really safe around here at night. Especially for strangers.” Cami warned me before she left to the other end to serve someone else. 

I sat quietly, sipping my drink and people watching, for the next few minutes. I noticed a few of the patrons watching me with less than kind looks in their eyes, and I got the feeling that Cami was more serious than she let on. I was about to leave when the door opened again and two more people walked in. I just happened to over hear a snippet of their conversation and what I did, was concerning.

“Believe me brother. It is no “fluke”; I haven’t experience colors like these in a millennium. My soulmate is here.” I quickly spun my bar stool back around, hoping I hadn’t been noticed. A millennium? Who counts time like that? 

“Hey, [y/n], you alright? You look a little sick.” I heard someone say gently. I looked up and made eye contact with Cami. I slowly nodded my head. 

“I think I just need some water and a really long nap.” I told her.

“Well now, Camille, let’s not make the poor girl wait. Get her the water before she passes out. She looks positively green.” I jerked up to see the ‘Brother’ that had been previously referred to by the ‘Millennium’ counter. Are you as confused as me? Good, now you know a fraction of how I was feeling. “Are you just going to stare at me? Or would you like to introduce yourself?” 

“I-um. That was incredibly rude.” I said, offended. “What makes you think I was just staring at you anyway? Or that I want to introduce myself? It’s the 21st century, why don’t you go first. With all the room in this bar, you still chose the stool next to me. Why is that?” 

“Feisty. I’m Klaus. And it just so happens that you are in my stool.” He introduced, smirking at me.

Before I had time to smart off again, another voice replied, making me shudder. “Now, Brother, why don’t you leave the poor girl alone.” Klaus chuckled and shook his head. 

“Very well. I will see you some other time, [y/n]. Goodbye, Cami.” He waved shortly as he walked back over to a table in the corner. I finally turned to look at my ‘savior’. 

“I really didn’t need help. I’ve dealt with plenty of men worse than him.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. 

He chuckled as he sat on the opposite side his brother had been. “Trust me, Love. My brother was simply in a good mood. My name is Elijah.” He introduced, offering his hand to me. I took the chance to look him over; a 3-piece tailored suit complete with handkerchief, perfectly groomed hair, and just the hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. 

I nodded my head. “And I’m so over tonight.” I told him, a tight smile on my face, as I started to get up. “Goodnight, Cami. I’ll see you around!” I called to her, receiving a small wave in return. 

“Wait. At least let me walk you home. It’s not safe here after dark.” Elijah said, jumping up after me. I hesitated, looking between him and the door. I didn’t trust him, but I didn’t quite know this place like I hoped to. 

“Please, [y/n]. It’ll make me feel better. It’s not everyday a stranger comes in here that I like. And, truthfully, Elijah isn’t a bad guy.” Cami said, quickly getting involved in the situation. I sighed and looked towards the door again. 

“Fine. Only this once and only because you asked.” I told her. She smiled and thanked me. I turned towards Elijah and motioned my arm towards the door for him to lead the way. He smiled kindly at me but simply held the door for me. I huffed and walked out into the quickly cooling night. 

“So, [y/n], what brings you to New Orleans?” Elijah asked, keeping his gaze forwards. I glanced at him before diverting my own gaze in the same direction. 

“Freedom, I suppose. And you?” I returned, my hands stuffed in my pockets. The night air was slowly permeating through my thin outer shirt. 

“A responsibility to my brother, I suppose.” A smirk grew across his face as he turned my answer around on me. I crossed my arms and faced away from him. He chuckled at my childish actions. “I believe you would get along well with my dear sister. She has never taken well to teasing, either.”

“Yeah, well...whatever.” I failed to come up with a reply and instead stuck my tongue out at him. We continued in a comfortable silence from there for several minutes. I soon began to shiver. Before I knew it, a large jacket was begin draped over my shoulders. I looked up into Elijiah’s eyes and something felt...different. 

“It’s you.” He murmured, staring at me in awe. 

“Huh?” I asked, cuddling into the insanely oversized, amazingly comfortable coat adorning my frame. He continued to just stare at me, causing me to squirm under his gaze. “Okay, look, this is getting uncomfortable. Yes, I am me. I’m not sure what this whole, “you”, business is about but -”. Before I could finish my rant, Elijah grabbed the collar of his jacket and pulled me into a kiss. Then I understood what he meant. 

“You’re my soulmate.” 

             ”Wait a minute, how did your brother know my name?"

[vampirrediaries]

Enemies Of The State : Dark!Klaroline {1}

summary:

This fiction follows the events of just how Klaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes lost everything that tied them to their humanity, leading them into something neither of them can come back from.

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{10 years ago}

“To a Klaus free life!”

Caroline idily stood by in the corner as she watched her friends cheer in the name of freedom. That twisted heart ache came rushing back as soon as she had pushed it to the side, and she could think of a thousand other places she’d rather be.

Elena looked happy, at least. Her friends were safe, at least.

So why did she feel so guilty about wanting what she did? Her eyes shone with numbness at the celebration that came with his disappearance, taking place in front of her as if her friends were oblivious to her emotions about him.

But they are caroline thought bitterly to herself. Klaus was gone and he was never coming back. She yearned to return to her normal, blissful state of mind more than anything, but she couldn’t find comfort in anything, not even in her friends happiness. What was it about this ruthless, cold-hearted hybrid killer that she had found so endearing?

“Caroline!” Elena’s voice suddenly called out to her, disrupting her thoughts. “Come over here and join the party!”

Caroline shone with a smile as fake as ever as she made her way towards the kitchen. Empty champagne bottles littered the counter, evidence that everyone was having an awfully good time for all the wrong reasons, in her twisted opinion at least. She felt jealous of her friends having a good time, being in a relieved state of mind. Unlike her, who’s thoughts were only infected with Klaus Mikaelson.

Caroline’s smile was fading as quickly as she had put it on, sipping on a half full champagne bottle that was left of the latter. Stefan Salvatore had noticed her dull expression, quietly approaching her in order to get her to tell him what was wrong. He always saw through her, which she had always hated for this very reason.

Caroline felt a hand on her shoulder, turning around to see the kind hearted salvatore brother. “So are you going to tell me what’s wrong?” Stefan questioned her with a raised eyebrow. “It’s supposed to be a celebration, y’know”

The blonde vampire quickly concealed her expression with a lively smile, erasing any traces of her real emotions that showed so transparently on her face. “I’m just getting used to Klaus finally being out of our lives for good,” Caroline says with her usual bubbly tone. She so desperately wished she sounded genuine enough, you never knew with Stefan. He had a way of seeking out her truth.

But much to her surprise, Stefan gave her a little smile and walked off to the rest of the group. Caroline felt like she stuck out like a sore thumb, this feeling was unnatural to her. She hated it.

So she quickly thought of an excuse to get herself out of this uncomfortably painful situation. My mom’s calling me to come home, you know how she can be haha.

She felt Stefan’s stare when she told Elena just that. He knew she was off, but caroline gave him the benefit of the doubt. She’d deal with him later. This didn’t mean that it was any easier feeling his eyes at the back of her head when she walked out that dreaded door and into the street. She sighed heavily, checking her phone for any signs of him. A text message, a missed call. Nothing.

Caroline just couldn’t take it anymore. She wouldn’t. She shouldn’t have to,

“Fuck this” Caroline said bitterly to herself. She knew what she needed to do to rectify this situation, even if it was the riskiest thing she could do in this position, she just didn’t care.

She hastily dialed the number on her phone, bringing it to her ear and waiting impatiently for a certain blonde vampire to answer.

“Whatever it is, i don’t have time for it” Rebekah Mikaelson’s vivid accent suddenly cut through. Caroline felt her heart race as she thought through exactly what she wanted to say.

“I need to see you” She hesitated, hearing Rebekah impatiently sighing on the other end, signalling her to go on. Caroline took a deep breath before adding the next part.

“It’s about your brother”

———

Klaus Mikaelson had just only entered New Orleans when he wished he had never stepped foot in it in the first place.

“I will kill her and everyone she’s ever met” He growled at Elijiah, who seemed as distressed as ever.

Sophie Deveraux was indeed, plotting his death. Using spells from the Original Witch’s grimore to find a way to bring down the immortal, all-powerful hybrid. Klaus sought out to put an end to her immediately, but was stopped by his older brother.

“You will do no such thing” Elijiah answers with a controlled tone of voice “I’ll see to it Marcel get the job done”

Klaus did not like other people doing his dirty work for him, especially not in cases involving death. It made him feel invaluable, weak. He revelled in killing his enemies, which meant he would make sure he was going to be the one to spill Sophie Deveraux’s blood, not Marcel. Damn Elijiah or anybody else who told him otherwise.

“I will be the only one to rip out her heart with my bare hands” He hissed, but he had only barely turned around to do just that when Elijiah took hold of his arm with a tight grip. His expression seemed urgent as Klaus gave him his murderous look that he was quite notorious for when things didn’t go his way.

“The witch is linked to Katerina, brother” Elijah says with desperation. “She will die if you lay a hand on her”

Klaus scoffs at Elijah’s hopelessness. He’ll be damned if Katerina Petrova of all people will stand in his way of getting his revenge.

“I could care less about Katerina, brother” He says with a sinister tone, pulling his arm back harshly “That girl continues to be the bane of my existence, good riddance”

With that being said, Klaus turned around once more to make good on what he had said to Elijah. Killing two birds with one stone. He’d be doing his brother a favour, he thought. Katerina will only break his fragile heart as she had done countless times before with different men. This was no different.

Elijah then called out something that would indeed, make his brother take a step back. This was true, since Klaus suddenly halted in the middle of his path of murder.

“I can’t imagine Caroline would enjoy having a stake in her heart, Niklaus” Elijah had said with a sinster tone lacing his words “Then again, she would be a bit pre-occupied being dead to notice”

Klaus turned ever so slowly to face his brother. His face had contorted into a venomous stare, his eyes like daggers as he started into Elijah’s with such hostility that even he took a step back.

“You dare threaten her” Klaus spoke lowly with a murderous tone “You dare threaten her as if i can’t have your rotting body in a casket anytime i choose”

“Your threats towards me have an emptiness to them, Niklaus” Elijah said with unease “You will not kill Katerina if you do not wish for Caroline to die along with her”

Klaus used his unhuman speed to come face to face with him. He hadn’t felt this enraged in quite a while, with his eyes growing dark veins underneath them whilst turning into the golden/yellow many had feared.

“You so much as lay a hand on Caroline” Klaus then came close to his ear, the lapels of his jacket tightly in his fists. “I will ruin you” He calmy said, with revulsion and hostility visibly present in his threat.

The hybrid took a step back then. His brother seemed startled with his words, and Klaus felt as though he should leave him with these words as he flashed away from the scene.

His original plan of murdering the Deveraux witch, and Katherine along with her seemed like a lifetime ago as he stood alone with his thoughts only clouded by Caroline Forbes. Elijah knew what he was doing by threatening one of the only few things that tied him to his wretched humanity.

Klaus himself knew what would happen if Elijah saw to it that Caroline was no longer breathing, and it was for that reason he hoped his threat was menacing enough for him not to. He took a deep breath then, assuring himself that nothing would harm Caroline in the slightest if he had anything to do with it.

The pair of them had no idea of the events that would quite soon occur, and how the aftermath of such events would lead them into something they will never be able to come back from.

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masterlist

[beautyinsteadofashes]

wait are they keeping the originals in davinas attic? that’s so rude! almost as bad as having sterolines wedding at tylers house

[nifftydeary]

I mean...daddy.

[ladydeath-vanserra]

SJM uses 'bastard' the same way The Originals uses the word bastard in regards to Cassian and Klaus

Most times it is in reference to just being an insult torwards both Cassian and Klaus. It is a COMMON insult regarding arrogant or awful male behavior. Cassian, Rhysand and Klaus Mikaelson are often called bastards for their poor behavior or as a cute insulting pet name

Feyre, Rhysand, Cassian, Elijiah, Rebecca, Hayley all use it as an insult regarding characters who Happen to also be bastards (a child born to unmarried parents) by western family law standards

it is SO irritating that despite the usage as an insult towards a poorly behaving man, only Nesta gets negative repercussions for using it. Hell Cassian has projected so hard onto her he says she's used it 'a thousand times' babygirl me thinks YOU used it a thousand times and then took it personally when the girl you're sexually attracted to called you an insulting name when you were harassing her

[jokingmisfit]

Personal Hc for ✨️Elijiah Mikaelson✨️

He knows how to play The Little Einsteins on the piano.

[lizaman]

[anacarolinesouza]

[madsxmikkelsens]