#hope mikaelson x female heretic reader

[fandoms--fluff]

Could write a dark Hope Mikaelson were she has fem yn as like her side kick instead of Lizzie

Training

Heretic female reader x no humanity Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: none?

A/n: This is probably not the most exact accuracy, but I haven't watched Legacies in a hot minute, and even then I've only seen it once. So I tried my best from what I do remember. I hope you like it!

Plus i may have made this a romantic ending. and maybe a bit more fluffy than it should be, but I didn't realize it in the moment i was writing it, so I hope you still enjoy it wither way.

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Alright, how much longer is this going to take? We've been in this crummy motel for the past four days and have barely made progress on Aurora" You lean against the door way with your arms crossed.

It's been a boring couple of days and you need to get out of here, but of course Hope thinks otherwise, the closest you get to to 'leave' is going outside on the balcony. And even then, you're always accompanied by her as if you were to run away. Which would be a stupid decision on your part for even just thinking about it. The humanity-less tribrid is not a force you want to reckon with. Especially considering the sire bond between her and yourself.

It's not even that you're hungry or anything to do with your new vampire side colliding with your siphoner witch side. It's more like you're so sick of staying in the same place with no room to breathe or have any time to yourself. Even when you're in the shower, you can tell Hope is close by the door, listening. Which is in your mind just plain creepy, but you never bring it up, not wanting to make the tribrid mad.

Hope looks up from the desk where she has a contraption of some sorts that looks half put together. "I thought I told you to stay with Aurora in case she tries something." Hope blatantly says, ignoring your question.

You test your luck, "Well, she's been passed for the last three hours and I started to feel a bit creepy just staring at her. And it feels stuffy, can't we do something other than this. Even for just a little while. You seem like you could use a break." You tell her.

She sighs. That's all she does before she gets up, the contraption grasped in her hand and walks past you into the other room where Aurora is chained to the wooden chair.

Before you can even ask what she's doing, Hope plunges it into Aurora's chest. The redhead screams in agony as the contraption sinks deeper in and then causes her to pass out again, her body withering in pain.

Hope turns back to you as if looking for a compliment on what she just did. "What? What do you want me to say? Yay, good job for torturing the red head bitch?" You ask, exasperated.

"Come on," is all she says, nodding to the door as an order to follow her. You glance back at Aurora once more before following her outside the run down motel door.

"What's going on?" You ask as she closes the door and puts a spell on it to make sure no one can go in or leave the room.

"Well, you've been pestering me for how long to get out of here? So, that's what we're going to do, we're going to go to the carnival in town. To test your abilities and to train them" She states while walking down the old creaky steps that lead to the parking lot.

You furrow your eyebrows in suspicion but follow her nonetheless. Climbing into the passenger seat of the car, you do up your seat belt before turning to her. "Should I be worried or turned on about your newfound creepiness?" You smirk.

That gets her to pause, and slowly turn to you, hands still placed on the wheel. "Just do as I say" she finally answers before backing out of the parking spot and going onto the road.

You smile to yourself, proud how even with the sire bond, you could get under her skin...Well to an extent. You don't want to cross a line.

It's quiet on the whole way to the carnival, its quite unnerving. You audibly sigh when you guys finally get there and climb out of the car. Hope pays no mind to it as she leads you guys through the entrance past excited, screaming, and running kids.

"So, when is training going to commence?" You couldn't take it anymore and broke the silence between the both of you.

"Now" She answers, stopping in front of the test your strength game. "Strength is great in a fight, but can also be your downfall in everyday life" She turns to you, and leans in close to your, "Well, un-life." She pulls away and faces the worker in charge of the game.

One second you were watching them talking, the man scoffing at her, and the next, Hope bent down and tapped the surface. The metal piece shot up and hit the highest mark gracefully before plummeting back down.

'"How?.." The man was gobsmacked at what just happened.

The tribrid turns back to you. "Your turn. Try and control your strength to tap the bell and not blow it off" She moves to the side, making way for you to go to the front of the game.

"Okay" You breath out and shake the nervousness out of your hands. You crouch down slowly before reaching out your hand and tapping the surface ever so lightly. So lightly in fact, you barely felt the hard rubber grazing your finger tip.

You watched, breath held, as the piece of metal shoots up the markers and finally clangs against the bell before shooting right back down.

You let out a big sigh of relief at doing something right and not breaking the game. "Did you see that? I think I have pretty good control, don't ya think" You turn back to Hope, a smile lighting up your face.

"Maybe so" She nods, a hint of a smile twitching at the corners of her own lips.

She leads you guys away from the wide eyed man who's practically frozen on the spot, passing all the rides. "Hey, why don't we go on some? You know, instead of testing we could have some fun, maybe bond?" You ask, wanting to have a bit of fun. You haven't been to a carnival since you we're a little kid and you're starting to feel the adrenaline rush of what it feels like being at one.

"And before you say 'no', just think about it. I doubt you've ever been to a carnival before, and they can be so fun if you remove that glare from your face" you point out in the middle of her opening her mouth.

There's a long pause. "...Fine" She basically grumbles. You're right, she's never been to a carnival before.

And that's how you guys find yourselves on the ferris wheel. You're stopped at the top, the view being amazing. "Look at how tiny everyone else is" You say. "Mhm" she says, not really paying attention You gaze down and then turn to Hope. Only to notice that she in fact was not looking at the view and instead her eyes are locked on you.

"Hey! Earth to Hope. You good?" You ask, waving your hand in front of her face. Her eyes snap up to yours which immediately makes you pull your hand away, smile fading from your face.

"Wait a second, are you starting to warm up to me, Mrs. Mikaelson" You smirk, jokingly, hoping that it wont backfire. All you want to do is get her into a good mood. She's been all doom and loom recently.

And even though she has no humanity and killed you, you still care for her and notice when she seems not the 'healthy' amount of careless.

All she does is scoff, but her eyes have different ideas when travelling down to your lips. She can't help herself from leaning in and pressing her lips against your soft ones.

It takes you a moment before snapping out of the shock before kissing her back. The kiss lasts longer than anyone would think between a newly turned heretic and a humanity-less tribrid.

"Not a word of this. To anyone" She says, as if some of her humanity was slipping through. She pulls away from the kiss, surprised at herself for letting her damn 'emotions' getting in the way of her revenge plan.

"Nah, you definitely like me. Even with your cold, no humanity heart. i have proof" You taunt, smiling and tap your finger against her chest overtop her heart. Hope roles her eyes before pulling you back in for a kiss.

A pretty good way to shut you up, might you add.

[train-wrecc]

Sundays

niklaus mikaelson x female!reader

word count: 2.3k

fluff!

warnings!: none?

Y/n, Klaus, and Hope had been shopping for some new clothes for Hope. Albeit Hope didn’t need that many clothes seeing as you’d often find her wearing numerous variations of her uniform for the Salvatore School. However, Klaus spoiled the young tribrid. Always insisting to Y/n, “She’s a growing girl, my love, she needs them.” 

“She needs 4 pairs of the same skirt in different colors, Nik?”

“She’s a Mikaelson love, it’s not about our needs, it’s about our wants. If she wants 5 Range Rovers in 5 different colors for each day of the school week, she’d surely get them.”

“Really?” Hope exclaimed turning to look at her dad.

“Why of course-”

“Not, sweetie your father’s just joking.” Y/n interrupted the hybrid, elbowing him in his side, to shut his mouth and not give the girl any ideas.

“Hope, honey, why don’t you go browse the shoes,”

“You’re so right mom, I’ve been dying to get a new pair of combat boots!” Her voice trailed off as she headed to the store's shoe section. 

“Klaus, I thought we talked about this, we need to stop spoiling her.”

“Love, you talked, I simply sat there and listened.”

“Well, clearly you didn’t listen hard enough.”

“Honestly love, I don’t see what’s so wrong with giving her the things she wants, you know it’s how I show my affection,” 

“I know Nik, but sometimes she needs to work for what she wants, we can’t just reward her for nothing.”

“How absurd of you to say that. We’re not rewarding her for nothing, we’re rewarding her for being my daughter-”

“Our daughter.” Y/n raised her brows while correcting him.

“Yes, our daughter, and for being a tribrid- I mean that can’t be easy, look at my past, and I’m only a hybrid…”

“Bub, I think that’s just you… and have you forgotten you’re not the only hybrid here?”

“No, but you’re a Heretic, sweetheart, don't you think there’s a wee bit of a difference there?

“Either way that’s not the point, Nik.” 

“Alright, darling, I will try to spoil Hope a little less. Happy?”

“Yes, now let’s go find our daughter,” Y/n said before placing a small kiss on the Hybrid’s full lips. 

After loading their expensive SUV with even more expensive bags of various clothing, jewelry, and shoes, the Mikaelson girls had become a little hangry.

“Nik, just stop at the grill, we’re starving.”

“Oh please, not that wretched place,”

“Niklaus, I swear if you don’t-”

“Alright, the Mystic Grill it is.”

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At first, Niklaus refused to order anything from the grill, while Y/n and Hope ordered their favorites. Hope saw  Landon working out of the corner of her eye, he’d been working there for a while now, and she’d thought he was kinda cute.

Hope quietly talked to her parents about what she’d been learning in her History of the Supernaturals class. After, Y/n gave Hope a sneak peek at her lesson plan for the upcoming Monday in her very own Advanced Magic class. Which, Hope was in, of course. Her mother was not only a teacher at the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted but also a very powerful witch. 

“Where’s our waiter? I’ve been wanting to order a Peanut Butter Blast, and Nik stop eating my fries when you said you didn’t want anything! I’m saving them for my shake.” Y/n said pulling her plate away from the thief she called her husband. 

Niklaus held his hands up in mock surrender, stealing another fry when his wife wasn’t looking. Hope giggled at her father's antics, she loved her parents and hoped one day she would find someone to love her, just as much as they loved each other. 

Y/n saw a waiter with curly hair passing by and stopped him, “Excuse me, could I get 2 Peanut Butter Blasts with whipped-“

“With whipped cream on the bottom?” The boy finished.

“Uh yeah, how’d you know?” Y/n questioned, a laugh escaping her lips.

The boy made a small gesture towards Hope with the pen in his hand. “It’s usually how Hope orders it, just assumed...and now I know where she got the idea from.” He answered with an awkward smile.

“Hey Landon,” Hope said returning the awkward smile. 

“And how do you two exactly know each other?” Klaus questioned the pair. 

“Well, I come here pretty often Dad, and Landon goes to Mystic Falls High, so yeah…”

“Mmm,” 

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Landon,” Y/n spoke with a smile to try and ease the tension that Niklaus had created. 

“You as well, uh, I should go and get that order in,” He said before walking toward the kitchen.

“You’re not dating anyone until you’re 100, I hope you know that,” Klaus said to his tribrid daughter, who responded with a roll of her eyes.

Klaus received a nudge in his side from Y/n, as Hope spoke up, “I don’t even like him like that, he’s just a friend, Dad.” 

“Sure,” Niklaus said his words coated in sarcasm while Y/n snorted in amusement at her daughter, in an attempt to hold her laughter in.

“Just ike you’re mother and I were just friends, and look at where we are now… and no matter if you don’t like him, he clearly likes you Hopey,” 

“Yeah right,” Hope said with the same amount of sarcasm as her father.

The group of three finally decided to head out once they had received their shakes, Y/n taking her fries as well. The car was filled with the hum of a jazz song that reminded the Mikaelsons of their true home, New Orleans. Of course, the only reason the Mikaelsons had left was to give Hope a proper education and expand her knowledge of her species; how to control her powers, and her heightened emotions. If there was one thing that Y/n and Klaus wished for their daughter it was that she never used her abilities for bad, for her to not follow the same path that her father once had. Albeit they would love her no matter what, always and forever. 

Once they had made it to their expensive abode, Hope took her new wardrobe - with the help of her parents up to her room. She finished reorganizing her closet and went downstairs to be met by her father painting in their shared art room dedicated to their favorite shared craft. Hope joined Niklaus, placing her easel beside his, before beginning to besmirch the white canvas with various colors. The pair were focused on their own work, like usual, speaking a few sentences here and there. The pair preferred to bask in the comfort of the others presence. Hope truly loved her father, she knew he had made numerous mistakes in his extensive life, but she never held those against him, she knew of the abuse her father suffered in his childhood. It was that abuse that had shaped him combined with the heightened emotions of being a hybrid, made him prone to violence. Nevertheless, Klaus would never intentionally hurt his daughter in any shape or way, he had continuously made the effort to not jump to violence the second he felt upset or irate. Most of the time he would begin to feel anger or any emotions that would make him feel overwhelmed, he would often go somewhere to cool off and take a breather. He promised he would never raise his voice at his wife or daughter. 

Nik accidentally bumped into Hope when he had been adjusting his canvas, causing her to create a large streak of red paint across her canvas. “Dad!” Hope blurted at the man who had caused her to ruin her masterpiece. “Dove, I’m so sorry, I swear it was an accident.” He said sincerely, looking at her canvas; he didn’t know when she had become a better painter than him. 

“It’s alright,” She sighed.

“Here, go at it,” He turned his canvas toward her. 

She gazed up at him before looking at the canvas, which was a painting containing two people with a little girl inbetween them with their hands clasped together in a field of flowers taking up the foreground, in the background the Salvatore Estate. 

“Is that you, Mom, and me?” the girl questioned her father. 

“It is indeed,” He replied with a nod.

She took a separate paintbrush and dipped it into a gray-almost-black color, adding the shadows of the figures to the canvas. Before her father could process it she swiped the paintbrush across his nose where freckles used to lay.

“Oh, you’re going to regret that, Dove.” 

Klaus reached for one of his larger paintbrushes filled with a previous color of paint he’d used swiping it across Hope’s arm. Giggles, laughter, and shrieks filled the room and bounced off the walls. The sounds of happiness mixed with the clacking of feet running.

Y/n placed her book on the side table beside the oh-so-comfortable la-Z-boy chair she had begged Klaus for. She made her way to the large art room, practically the size of a large dining room, where she heard various noises. When she opened the door, she wasn’t sure what she was expecting, however, it was not paint strewn all over her handsome husband, beautiful daughter, and the floor that was thankfully protected by a clear, plastic tarp. A laugh escaped her lips at the sight of the two loves of her life flicking paint at each other. The sound made the two glance at the door, where Y/n stood slightly in front. The pair of artists quickly glanced at each other, silently conversing. They then ran toward Y/n, pulling her into a tight embrace and getting paint all over her, matching the other two. This caused her to squeal, the father-daughter duo pressing kisses to Y/n’s cheeks, resulting in various giggles escaping her lips. 

“Alright, alright, thank you for the kisses,” She said trying to speak through her laughter. Y/n pulled away from them, returning the kisses, placing a kiss on both of their cheeks. She was looking at her little family, eyes filled with pure adulation, heart beating with nothing but happiness. 

Suddenly a painting grabbed Y/n’s attention, two figures that resembled her and Nik and another stood in between them, which resembled a young Hope in a field of Y/n’s favorite flowers. Her old home, the Salvatore Estate in the background.

“Nik… you painted this…” She murmured, knowing the painting had his own artistic touch to it.

“Of course, my love.” 

“I love it, it’s beautiful…” She murmured, her scintillating eyes meeting his light blue eyes. She placed her hand against his cheek, gently caressing his face before pulling her husband into a short gentle kiss filled with fervor. The two lovers pulled away, due to their daughter being in the room, and not wanting to scar her.

“We should hang it in the foyer, both of them,” She smiled at her two artists. 

“Whatever you want, my love,” Nik replied, his arms gently caressing Y/n’s waist.

“Also, we need to clean ourselves up, today’s Sunday so we're going to your Uncle Stefan’s for dinner.”

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The Mikaelsons arrived at the Salvatore’s house, and 2 other cars were already in the driveway. All of a sudden the front door swung open and Stefan and Caroline's son Cayden ran out to greet the family, as they unloaded from the SUV. 

“Auntie Y/n, Uncle Nik, Hope!” He excitedly exclaimed.

The young boy threw himself at his aunt, happily squeezing her in a hug.

“Hi, sweetheart, how are you?” She said, caressing the seven-year-olds back while returning his embrace. 

“I’m amazing! You know who isn’t? Sadie, she’s sad because her boyfriend broke up with her…” The young boy whispered the end of his sentence. “Oh my poor girl,” Y/n said. 

Cayden ended up letting go of his aunt to greet his uncle just as excitedly. They began walking into the house greeted by Stefan, Damon, and Elena sitting on the large couch. Hope immediately went toward her aunt, greeting her and pulling her in for a hug. Nik greeted the Salvatore brothers before sitting down with his nephew, who immediately began to go on, and on about various topics. 

“Stef, Damon!” Y/n exclaimed, pulling her younger and older brother into an embrace.

“Hey Y/n/n,” They greeted her in unison. 

Y/n talked with the pair for a little before, she and Hope made their way into the kitchen to greet Caroline along with Sadie. They were shocked to find Rebekah, Marcel, and Rowena, their 10-year-old daughter, seated on the stools by the island.

“Bekah!” Y/n shrieked, bursting with joy at getting to see her sister-in-law, that was more of an actual sister to her. She hugged the woman tightly. 

"Hi, love, how've you been?" Rebekah questioned the woman, who was still hugging her.

"Good, you'd know that if you visited more, I haven't seen you in months!" She exclaimed.

"I know I'm sorry I promise we'll visit more often." She responded, gently pulling away from the hug.

"You better, and why didn't you tell us you guys were coming!" She said lightly hitting the vampire on the shoulder, causing her to feign pain.

"We wanted to surprise you." She smiled at her sister.

"How's Nik, he giving you any trouble?"

"Oh always, you know how your brother is," Y/n laughed, “No, I’m kidding, he’s amazing but don’t tell him I said that, his ego’s already big as it is.” 

“Are you ladies speaking of me? I heard the word ego…” Niklaus popped into the kitchen, his hand immediately finding it’s place on his wife’s waist. 

“Speak of the devil,” Rebekah said. 

The family aided in making dinner, which took quite long considering all the catching up and shenanigans that had occurred just like every Sunday dinner. It didn’t matter what was going on, family dinner was a must every week. Always and forever.

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A/N - The ending’s really crappy because I just wanted this out of my drafts and I honestly forgot where I had been going with this… also I have so many drafts that stop at 3k because I can never make it past 3k I truly don't know why, and I literally can't write fics that are like simple an around 1k. I have to make the most complex's plots and then never finish writing them 😭

[theapollochronicles]

TVDU Masterlist:

Hope Mikaelson

We can be free - hope mikaelson x female!reader

All the stars - hope mikaelson x black male!reader [coming soon]

Lizzie Saltzman

Kitchen - lizzie saltzman x black male!reader [coming soon]

The Heretic & Hybrid - lizzie saltzman x black male!reader [coming soon]

Josie Saltzman

HER. - josie saltzman x male!mikaelson!reader [coming soon]

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The Vampire Diaries:

Bonnie Bennett

Sarcasm, At Its Best - bonnie bennett x original!black male!reader

Caroline Forbes

Humanity - caroline forbes x male!mikaelson!reader

Rebekah Mikaelson

A Beauty & Her Beast - rebekah mikaelson x black male!reader

Love Me Again - rebekah mikaelson x older brother!reader

[l-r-christian]

May I request a one shot where Reader is Freya twin brother and Dahlia didn't know about him so he got to stay with his family. And Reader is always saving his younger siblings and never really asking for help and never takes time for himself. The siblings never realized how much he protect until a coven came to take Hope but reader kills them but is hurt protecting Hope.

Awww yeah can do that

Pairings: Mikaelson family x Heretic!Brother!Reader

Warnings: fluff, violence, some angst

Y/N Mikaelson was the oldest brother of Finn, Elijah, Klaus, Kol, and Rebekah, he was every protective of his siblings ever since Henrik's death. Y/N didn't fully became a vampire as he still had his magic much to Esther's and Mikael's surprise. As times passed Y/N had always been there for his siblings moving with the elegance of a panther, loyal to his family.

"Uncle Y/N? Can you read to me?" Hope asked her uncle as he smiled softly patting his lap making the nine year old smile brightly running to him.

"Oh 'Little Red Riding Hood.' good choice, little one." Y/N said softly as Hope smiled getting comfortable as Hope always found her uncle's smooth soothing voice prefect for reading. It was just them as the rest of the family out dealing with rogue vampires.

"Uncle how come you weren't taken with aunt Freya?" Hope asked out of the blue as Y/N blinked then closed the story book setting it aside.

"It was winter when it happen, I was sick as father was hunting. Mother needed to leave while I was being watched over by a nurse." Y/N said running his fingers though Hope's hair as she listened to his every word.

"You see your grandmother lied to Dahlia saying I died at birth so Freya was taken. Of course little did mother know that Finn would grow to hate me after I survive my illness."

"Oh.....but you are glad to see aunt Freya again?"

"Of course. She and I are tied, I could tell you a legend on twin but you need sleep little one." Y/N tells Hope standing carrying Hope to bed. Y/N placed the girl in bed then paused feeling a tug of his protection ward that someone entered the house that wasn't allowed.

"Hope, I need you to hide." Y/N tells her gently as she got out of bed and hid as Y/N muttered a quick spell hiding the room. Y/N stepped down stairs seeing a coven of witches.

"Ladies, may I help you?"

"Yeah hand over the child." The witch said smirking as Y/N narrowed his eyes rolling up his sleeves.

"That will not happen. I will give you a chance to leave."

"Not afraid of you, Heretic." The witch said stepping forward then fell dead when Y/N moved two fingers making the witch's heart come flying out his chest. The fight was bloody as Y/N had killed most of the witches but was caught off guard when a wooden stake was stabbed through the back falling over. Klaus returned home with the others to find Y/N laying in his own blood staked in the chest as the sounds of female voices yelling and throwing things looking for Hope. Klaus growled as he and Kol went to hunt down the witches as Elijah was quick to his brother's side.

"Is he?" Freya asked hoping it wasn't white oak as Rebekah placed Y/N's head in her lap as Elijah took his suit jacket off and rolled up his sleeves.

"It wasn't white oak. I need to take the splinters out of his heart." Elijah answered Freya pushing his hand into Y/N's chest pulling the wood out.

"Elijah, he isn't healing."

"He needs blood." Elijah said as Kol and Klaus came down dragging a witch they left alive.

"How is he?"

"Y/N will be out for awhile. It seems our brother hadn't fed in awhile." Elijah said looking to see Hayley comforting Hope. Klaus and Elijah got their brother upstairs and cleaned Y/N up placing him in bed to let his body heal.

"Brother does alot for us dosen't he?" Kol questioned leaning against the door frame watching Y/N. Klaus gave a silent nod each of the siblings thought it over and noticed how Y/N never took time to his self, always there for each of them.

"Uncle Y/N!" Hope squealed happily when Y/N woke smiling softly at his niece reaching up rubbing her cheeks. Y/N smiled when Hope cuddle into his side hugging him.

"Hello little one."

"Glad to see you are wake." Y/N heard Klaus making him turn his head smiling at his little brother.

"How long was I out?"

"Three days." Klaus answered walking in sitting in a chair watching his older brother sit up and let Hope in his lap.

"You hadn't feed before the attack." Elijah said carrying a tray of food as Hope got out of the bed saying she was going to go get Rebekah, Freya and Kol.

"I must have forgotten." Y/N said looking at his brother the grunted when Rebekah threw her self into his arms. Y/N raised an eyebrow wondering why his siblings was fuzzing over him but didn't minded.

"You do too much for them." Y/N raised his head seeing Hayley at the doorway while Y/N was trapped under his siblings and niece. Both Rebekah and Freya was asleep in his arms as Hope was on his chest. Elijah asleep in chair holding his hands, Kol sleeping on Y/N's legs, and Klaus asleep on his abdomen.

"I am aware but they are my family." Y/N said unaware his sleeping over heard and was now going to make sure you where taken care of.

[fandoms--fluff]

Hello gorgeous I love your work and I want to ask you is you cold do one more of Hayley Marshal and Mikaelson little sister were Hayley take on a walk in the stroller yn and Baby Hope but some people trait to attract them but yn kill them

Puddles

Flufftober, October 4th

Baby Mikaelson heretic sister reader x Hayley Marshall (& Hope Mikaelson)

Warnings: mentions of death?

A/n: Thank you, Love. I hope you like it!

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"Make sure you stay close, okay, Sweetie?" Hayley zips up your yellow jacket. "One han' on s'roller" You nod your head, looking up at the brunette hybrid.

"Yes, exactly. Good job." Hayley places a kiss on your forehead and double checks that Hope is all strapped in. Once she's certain the one year old is all secure, she goes back to the handle bars and starts walking.

You have one hand grasped onto one of the side bars of the stroller as you walk.

Hayley takes you guys down one of the paths in the local park. You jump in all the puddles you walk by, giggling as your yellow rain boots gets water splashed everywhere. But you make sure not to get any puddle water on Hayley or Hope.

The hybrid watches with a smile as you have fun. She knew you were getting restless from being kept in the abattoir for so long. So she planned this small outing for the three of you without any of the family drama for the afternoon. Nothing to worry about. And you finally get to let out some of your energy.

She wasn't sure how much more of your jumping on furniture and running around the place Elijah and Klaus could take before they snapped.

Her head snapped up from where she was looking down at a snoozing Hope. She feels someone trailing you guys. "Can you come here, Hun?" Hayley asks as if nothings wrong.

"Okay" You jump over to her and she places you on the stroller step under the stroller. "You want a snack?" She asks. "Mhm" You nod up at her, not noticing anything off.

Hayley grabs one of the baggies of goldfish out of the diaper bag and hands it to you. "Fanks" You say and open the baggie. "Your welcome" Hayley smiles as she starts to increase her walking pace.

She tries to make her way back to the abattoir to get one of your brothers or Marcel. She needs to keep you and Hope safe.

Before she knows it, you guys are surrounded by eight vampires.

You look up from your goldfish crackers when you realize you're no longer moving.

"Don't move, Hun. Please" Hayley pleads to you. You worriedly nod in compliance. Your nerves start to flare up with nervousness. You're scared. You don't know what's happening and you can tell Hayley is nervous as well.

You look back to Hope to make sure she was okay and when it's clear she's still asleep, you turn back over to face Hayley. Except she wasn't there. You turned to the side where she's fighting against two of the vampires.

One second she was taking them over before she got pinned down by a third one. And then you saw one of them advncing on Hopey. That, you couldn't let happen.

You jump up from the stroller and yell, "STOP!" A big wave of energy emits through the air and as soon as it crosses to the eight vampires, they drop dead to the ground. Veins are rising up their bodies, declaring they're dead.

Hayley Vamps up from the ground and over to you and Hope, who has been sleeping through everything. "Oh my god, are you okay, Sweetie?" She lifts you into her arms. She pulls you tight into a hug and you nuzzle your head into her chest, nodding.

"Scary" You mumble into her jacket. "Yeah, it was. I'm sorry Y/n/n." She pulled away from you a small bit and looks into your widened doe eyes. "Did you mean to do that?" She asks, referring to the many dead vampires.

"Mmm, no' exa'ly. Just happen" You shrug. "Has to keep Hopey safe" You tell her and turn to the sleeping Hope.

"Yes, and I'm grateful for that, but you have to remember not to put yourself in dangerous situations like that in the future, alright? You have to promise me" She runs her hand through your hair.

"I p'omise" You lay your head back onto her chest.

Hayley carries you with one arm while pushing the stroller with her other hand. She takes you guys back to the abattoir the quickest way possible.

"I think that was enough excitements for today" Hayley sighs as she lays Hope in her crib. You kick off your yellow boots and matching yellow rain jacket before climbing up on the chair next to the crib.

"Sleepy Hope. Nigh' nigh'" You wave to the one year old. "Yeah, good night, Hope" Hayley nods with a smile before picking you up from the chair.

"Let's go bake some cookies, huh?" She asks you after closing Hope's nursery door. "Yeah!" You exclaim, the days events behind you guys.

[fandoms--fluff]

Devil's Week

Female heretic reader x Hope Mikaelson

Summary: Hope being grouchy but cute when she gets her period

Warnings: periods? Idk, that's it just fluffff

A/n: short fic because the idea came to me and I wrote it before it got lost in my head

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As you're doing the rest of your witchy woo magic homework (as you like to call it since no one's stopping you, and you're a four hundred year old heretic that doesn't need to take the course. Alaric just doesn't need to know how you're not actually only a teenager who just got turned) your door opens.

Looking to the other side of your dorm, you see Hope shutting the door after walking in, towards you. "Hey baby, what's up-okay" you start saying before she pulls you up and drags you over to your bed.

She gently pushes you down so your lying on the made bed before climbing ontop of you. She lowers most of her weight on you and nuzzles her head into your chest, grumbling something about its going to be a horrible week.

"Why's it going to be a horrible week?" You softly ask, wrapping your arms around her, one around her back, and the other holding the back of her head.

She groans, her face scrunched up, "ughhh, stupid tummy. I got my period this morning and it hasn't stopped torturing me all day" she says and brings one of her hands down and starts to punch at her stomach.

You quickly stop her from hurting herself, "that'll just make it worse, how about this" you kiss the top of her head. You maneuver he onto her side, getting a glare from her about being moved away from you, and you bring your hand down to her stomach.

As soon as your hand rested on her cramping stomach, she let's out a happy whimper, followed by a sigh. "I've been walking around, feeling like someone has been kicking me to no end when you could've done this the whole time?!" She exclaims, degrading herself for not coming to complain and get cuddles from you sooner.

"Oh my poor baby" you smile and re-wrap your other arm around her upper back. She nuzzles into your shoulder, "you're soooo lucky you don't get periods, it's fricken torture!" She shakes her head.

"I agree with you there, I'm glad I don't get them. But if you think about it, it's a free ticket to getting cuddles from me for however long you want" you chuckle when you see her face light up at the realization.

[fandoms--fluff]

Hello I just wanted to ask if you can do one where Hope has a little sister is another daughter of Hylie and Klaus is named Crystal Mikaelson, she is the light of Hope's eyes and she is the key for Hope to turn on her humanity crystal age is 6 months

The Little Key

Baby female Mikaelson reader x Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: swearing, thats all

A/n: I did change the oc name to just y/n, cause that's what I'm used to writing and the age is a bit bumped up to around almost a year old to fit better with the fic, but she's still female. I hope you like it 💗

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Josie bounces you in her arms with one of her hands on the back of your head while you're crying your eyes out. Your sobs and crying are silent, wanting your big sister and everyone can tell you miss her even if you can't speak coherently yet.

You remember the feeling of another woman but she's been gone a long time. Now it's only Hope, your big sister, you have that same feeling with.

Josie holds you close and stands up from the couch in the living room, trying to quiet and calm you down a bit. Lizzie, Kaleb, MG, Finch, and Cleo are the only other ones in the room. They're all standing or sitting, trying to come up with a plan to get Hope's humanity back.

They hear heels clicking on the hardwood floor, "Hmm, I can help you with that. Stop trying" Hope walks into the Library with her arms crossed.

She glances at you for a moment before quickly moving her vision over to everyone else standing up now. Cleo starts a spell on her, but Hope picks up on it straight away and knocks the witch out with an easy spell. The older witch falls back onto the couch, unconscious.

"Hope, what are you doing here?" Josie asks, hiding your face under her jean jacket so you don't see any other incidents that may come.

"Do I need a reason to come back to my old school?" Hope rhetorically says.

You let out a loud whine, tears subsiding, hearing your sister's voice and wanting to go to her. You manage to escape from under Josie's jacket and make a grabby hand toward Hope while your other hand is holding onto Josie's shirt collar.

"What about your baby sister? The old you would have never been this unthoughtful" Josie exclaims, tightening her grip as hard as she can without hurting you.

Hope laughs with a scoff mixed in, she says, "This is your big plan? Saying some tiny touching thing about my sister and then insulting me? Heh, you can do better".

She started to walk over to the brunette twin. Lizzie moves quickly and stands in front of you both.

"What? You really think I'd hurt my own sister and the girl I had the smallest crush on for a measly week?" Hope chuckles at the taller girl.

She raises her hands and snaps the heretic's neck effortlessly before she could answer. After, she casts an immobilization spell on everyone except you.

Vamping over, Hope takes you into her arms and leaves the school before the spell wares off.

All of your tears immediately subside and your breathing levels out as you cling to the tribid.

She walks into the abandoned Mikaelson mansion that your guys' family used to live in for around two years. She's been staying in the house since a week after she turned her humanity off.

Hope walks up the staircase after locking the door and enters the room which she's taken, which is Klaus', or used to be anyways.

She puts you down on the bed and starts pacing back and forth. A second later you raise your hands up, wanting to be back in your sister's arms.

"What the hell is wrong with you, why'd you take her. There was absolutely no reason to, ughh. No, no way am I turning the damn thing back on. I see what your doing" Hope rambles to herself and her mind trying to get her to flip it back on, ignoring your pleas to be back in her hold.

"Hhh-o,mmhh" you whine, not being able to pronounce it.

You keep trying over and over, not being able to get it right, and Hope paying no mind to your babbling.

She can already feel her switch flittering between off and on, but she pauses as soon as she hears the word that comes out of your mouth.

"Ho...Hop... Hope" you finally pronounce correctly and yell out to your sister.

"What'd you just say?" She walks over and finally picks you up from the made bed.

"...Hope," you say again.

She closes her eyes, trying to fight off her switch, but after some time it was no use. Opening them back up slowly, she looks down at you in her grasp, holding onto a lock of her wavy auburn hair.

"Hey y/n/n, I'm sorry. I'm here now sweetie" Hope holds your tiny frame against her tightly, not wanting to let go.

You lay your head on her collarbone with a hand still in her hair, content and happy being back with your big sister.

"You said your first word" she whispers into your hair and kisses your head.