#hybrid royalty

[el3nas]

i'll adore you, as a drowned person does the sea. @hybrid-royalty.

[little-miss-buffy]

{kicks open the door}

{waits politely outside to be paid attention to}

nothing to do with the fact he's never been invited inside

-Klaus

Buffy grit her teeth as she heard the door bang open. She knew who it was. I miss California, she thought as she walked to the door. Yup. She was right. The non-punk, unbleached-haired, elitist version of Spike.

"Every time you show up like this, you risk all of your parts, you know that?" she didn't bother hiding her disdain.

@hybrid-royalty

[elena-gilbertrp]

Closed Starter for @hybrid-royalty

The first thing she registered as she woke was an insistent sound. Elena had left her window open before she slept, but now it seemed as though a gush of wind was making her regret her decision. The window was banging against the wall, and she got up slowly, and closed it. She felt an odd sensation, the fear that she was being watched, but then this paranoia had begun the moment she learnt about the sacrifice.

She inhaled sharply and backed away. Maybe a cup of coffee, or going to Stefan's might help with the fear crawling under her skin. Elena made her way into the kitchen slowly, her limbs still sleep heavy, and made herself coffee. It was such a shame too, she'd finally gotten some good sleep. While texting Stefan, she wondered if she'd be able to sleep again tonight, with Klaus' shadow looming over her and made her way over to the door. She opened it with the intention of leaving, but the moment she looked out, she hesitated. A feeling of weariness settling into her bones as she glanced about. Everything seemed fine but something felt wrong.

[fdsadfa]

@hybrid-royalty, ❛ keep your eyes on me while i fuck you. ❜

ㅤㅤit's almost a blur, how she's ended up in this position. she'd spent the entire afternoon and evening locked in her room after a particularly insufferable exchange with her original hybrid host, refusing to come out no matter what. perhaps it's the full moon hanging in the sky, but even she's been more on edge lately. avoiding him had been the simplest solution, but she could only ignore her growling stomach for so long before she had to eat something. and so the doppelgänger had crept down to the kitchen, hoping none of the extra sensitive ears in the house would hear her. however, as she went to grab some leftovers out of the fridge, she heard footsteps. jerking upright, the door automatically shut itself as she'd stared at klaus, the tension crackling between them. it'd broken suddenly, their forms coming together in a flurry of movement and grasping hands.

ㅤㅤand now, her growling stomach is ignored, leftovers forgotten on the counter. her body is jerking across the tile with every thrust of his hips, panties and sleep shorts clinging to one of her ankles as tank top rests bunched up along her collarbone. her legs rest splayed out on the top of his thighs, and she has no hope of dominating this encounter — all she can truly do is cling to his forearms and take his rough fucking. her skin shimmers with a light sheen of sweat, and she's been unable to fully catch her breath since the moment he'd rested his gaze on her. her nails scratch at his skin when a short thrust hits that spot inside her that makes her see stars, dark eyes rolling back in her head as a whimper is knocked out of her lungs. his command makes her realize her eyes are squeezed shut, and she forces them open, staring up at him with flushed cheeks and a glazed expression. ❛❛ i - i am, ❜❜ she moans, dark hair fanning around her as she pants.

[devilsanddarlings]

@hybrid-royalty

Sneaking into the house after a night out always made Rebekah feel like a naughty child. It didn’t matter how many centuries passed; the blonde vampire suspected she would always feel that way. Though she was a woman grown with every right to spend her evenings as she wished, one disapproving look from either of her brothers the next morning was all it took to make Bekah feel as though she were two inches tall.

It was a feeling the Original sister hated more than anything, and Bex tried her hardest to avoid it where she could. That was why she was creeping through the halls with her heels in hand, doing her best to keep from waking either of her siblings as she passed their rooms. She was in no mood for trouble, and if Nik found out she’d spent the night elsewhere again that was exactly what would be coming her way.

[little-elenaarchive]

Elena has a death wish part 495 starter for @hybrid-royalty

After the instagram post, Elena couldnt stop thinking about the missing vervain bracelet and the amouth of danger that put everyone in. What if Klaus compelled Lizzy to kill Stefan? Or Damon? Or katherine? A little sleeper agent of death. That would destroy Lizzy...

Or what if he was compelling her to give him all the information about mystic falls? What if he was hurting her the way he hurts everyone else?

She couldn't idly stand by knowing what she did, and she certainly couldn't be the reason anyone else got hurt or killed. So it was up to Elena. Klaus can't kill her, he needs her blood for hybrids.

She was the safest one there.

So Elena made her way to Nola, without telling anyone, framed it as an impromptu road trip for some alone time... and then sent word with a vampire she found for Klaus to meet her in the french quarter, a public resteraunt.

Now all she had to do was wait. Hopefully he showed up.

[elenaesmoved]

"Twice now love, but they say third time's the charm."

ㅤㅤ❛❛  they also say bad things come in threes — and considering we're talking about you and a petrova doppelgänger, something bad happening again sounds much more likely to me. ❜❜ especially considering she's already been killed by and for him.

[malka-lisitsa]

Everybody in the WORLD knows

I'm a little TwIsTeD

Tagging @klaeus (A gift for a gift <3)

[ladamedemartel]

Klaus and Aurora for the ship meme ❤️

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…

Which one sexts like a straight white boy? neither of them. Klaus sends voice notes and Aurora sends videos Which one cried during a fucking disney movie? Aurora because she wants to know if the Mikaelson's put her under a sleeping curse because of a Disney movie that they watched too many times with Hope Who put a goddamned fork in the microwave? The fork was stuck in the microwave after Aurora threw it at Klaus and he dodged it Who does the silly hands-over-the-eyes “Guess who” thing? Idk probably Elijah just to fuck with Aurora and pretend he's going to try to compel her Who puts their cold hands/feet on their partner? Aurora will put both feet on his thighs Who had that embarrassing Reality TV marathon? Aurora actually decided to make Real Housewives of New Orleans. Does that count? Who laughs more during sex? I think if someone's laughing, they're both laughing WHO IS THE LITTLE SPOON? Aurora is always the little spoon. She's perfect little spoon sized

[kingmakercastle]

"Seeing as you are clearly at a complete loss for getting your household in order, might I provide a few helpful suggestions?"

If you follow Lucien, you must follow Klaus, if you follow Lucien and do not follow Klaus there is a benevolent three day grace period after which you will be killed on sight

If Katerina Petrova (@malka-lisitsa) is spotted ANYWHERE it is to be reported immediately to someone in the Mikaelson social circle. Except for Elijah, he's far too soft. Or Rebekah, she's still holding a grudge and won't tell me. Let's see... Kol and Finn are daggered... Me, just tell me. Immediately. Or death, no grace period.

Rebekah Mikaelson is OFF LIMITS. No one is good enough for her and also you are all F L E A S.

If Aurora (@ladamedemartel ) has entered the premises then Klaus must be informed immediately, so he can decide if he needs to make a grace exit or not.

Remember to support your local artists in the great city of New Orleans

Carrd under construction - please refer to these temporary rules

Bit late on the Katerina front, but I'll humor you and post this. And I'm not telling you anything about Aurora.

[little-elena]

❛  you're taking me so well.  ❜

From @hybrid-royalty

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑶𝑴 / 𝑺𝑼𝑩 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺. ( nsfw! ) || @hybrid-royalty

Debatable, he's bigger and more aggressive than shes used to- Animalistic, intense. Honestly everything she kept locked away in her secret fantasies. So of COURSE she was wet enough for him to glide freely inside of her, but the poor thing was stretched to the brim.

Secretly? She liked it. Turns out Elena likes it rough... can he feel her getting tighter? How embarrassing it is that shes already getting close... maybe it was the hand wrapped around her throat, or the way he whispered in her ear while he pounded her into the counter.

A combination of all of the above? Doesn't really matter in the long run, her whimpers and moan would tell him everything he needed to know. The little doppelganger wanted to know what it was like to dance with the devil, and it would seem that she bit off more than she can chew.... but god does it feel so good...

[elenaes]

"What is it that you do, when I'm not here to watch over you." and keep you out of trouble was the silent addition.

ㅤㅤgaze narrowed, she essentially scowled at him. ❛ what do you think? i find ways to entertain myself. ❜ a very unhelpful non-answer, but she was clearly pouting, and an attitude went hand in hand with that. ❛ your brother makes for pretty good company though, so i manage. ❜

[little-miss-buffy]

After checking into the cheapest motel she could find in New Orleans, Buffy found herself at a bar called Rousseau's. Right now, she was nursing a drink and staring at the reflection of the couple sitting behind her in the bar mirror. She was sure the guy was a vampire. She was just waiting for them to leave. For some reason, she felt like someone was watching her, but it was probably nothing. As if the couple could read her mind, they stood up and went out the back door of the bar. Buffy waited for a moment, threw her drink back, told the bartender she'd be back, and then went outside. She heard the woman crying, begging for her life in the alley next to the bar. As expected, the vampire already had the poor up against the wall and feeding from her while she struggled to get away.

"I know it's none of my business," Buffy said, approaching the couple.  "But, I'm pretty sure she's not interested.  You're coming off kind of clingy."  The vampire growled and turned towards her. "I'll get to you in a minute, sweetheart," he sneered.  He went back to feeding on the woman.  Buffy quickly walked towards the couple, grabbed the vampire by the shoulders, and threw him in the opposite direction.  He bounced off the wall and hit the ground hard.  "A slayer?" he groaned in pain.  "But, there hasn't been a slayer in New Orleans for a century."  

"You mean, I'm bringing an old trend back?" She joked. "Cool! Maybe I can bring back peasant tops, too.. The vampire stood up and charged at her, but she hammer punched him followed by an overhand right cross and then roundhouse kicked him. He tried to punch her, but she blocked it, gave him left hook and a right hook, and kicked him into the wall. When he regrouped, he came charging at her again, but she jumped into a tuck, high enough so that instead of running into the blonde slayer, he ran under her and into the opposite wall. When she landed and he turned around both stood in fighting stance and Buffy took her stake out. "You know very well that if you eat this late-" she was cut off as the vampire took some swings and she dodged them by spinning lower until she was semi-crouching and staked him in the heart. "-you're gonna get heartburn," she finished, removing her stake and stood up. The vampire groaned in pain and clutched his heart as Buffy took a step back. "Get it?" she smiled excitedly. "Heartburn?" The response she got was the vampire exploding into dust. "That's it? That's all I get?" Buffy said, disappointed that no one laughed.

Buffy immediately ran over to the woman.  "Are you alright?" she asked.  "H-his face.....and he bit me," the woman was in shock.  "Bath salts,"  Buffy lied.  "People still do it.  Do you need help?" The woman checked her neck. "No, I'm fine," the woman answered her tearfully.  "Thank you so much!" Buffy stood up. "Don't worry about it," she said.  "It's what I do." Once again, she suddenly felt like someone had been watching her this whole time, but she shrugged it off and started walking towards the door. "But, you're just a girl!" the woman called out to her. Buffy looked back at the woman with a small smile. "That's what I keep saying," she said, softly. 

She stopped by the hallway mirror and fixed her hair and clothes and then sat back down at her seat at the bar, smiling at the bar tender.  She suddenly felt like someone was watching her again, but she couldn't tell for sure.  She fixed her eyes back on the bar mirror.  She'd find out eventually.

@hybrid-royalty

[the-last-doppelganger]

@hybrid-royalty continued from here

Elena had gotten up during the night to get a glass of water, but she’d planned to sneak back in without waking Klaus. Once he was awake though, he was pulling her into his warmth, and she melted as she felt his lips on hers, his hands slipping under her top and down her body.

She kissed him back, suddenly far more aware than before, her hands clutching at his chest before she trailed her lips down his neck, her teeth digging into his skin. She pulled back to peer up at him, “I’m grateful for the fast healing, but I do wish I could leave marks on you sometimes. Just like you do to me,” she wouldn’t admit it, but she enjoyed the way his marks and bruises left on her skin made her feel like she was his.

[fdsadfa]

[SIT] - Klaus ;)

prompt.

ㅤㅤit's kind of strange, what one can get used to. klaus has always been handsy with her, taking some sort of enjoyment in encroaching on her personal space and pushing her buttons. at some point, she just kind of got accustomed to it? it doesn't really bother her anymore, or set her on edge as it once did. if anything, she rather expects it, so when he takes hold of her wrist and pulls her onto his lap, she can't say she's surprised. but ... she does wish he wouldn't. every touch pushes her closer and closer to admitting what she doesn't want to: that the darkest parts of her find him attractive and wish to reach for him. but what does that say about her? to yearn for the man who's caused her so much grief? this dilemma has only grown within her the longer she's been in new orleans, and she hasn't come to any conclusion yet.

ㅤㅤso when she finds herself resting upon the firmness of his thighs, her frame immediately tenses. it'd been hot today, so she'd worn an adorable little sundress she'd gotten on a whim — a choice she's now regretting, as most of her legs are bare and she can feel the heat of his body seeping through his jeans and directly into her skin. she pleads with her mind to come up with something to say, literally anything to fill the silence and to distract herself from her body's reaction, but her brain is tortuously blank. her physical is thriving where her mental is struggling however, flush starting in her cheeks and spreading down her body to concentrate between her legs. she curses internally, lips pressing together in embarrassment as she feels his gaze rest upon her from so close up.

ㅤㅤher reaction is obvious, isn't it? it must be, because she can tell he has that damnable smirk on his face without even looking over her shoulder. he must read her mind, for as soon as she thinks of standing, his arm wraps around her hips, keeping her firmly in place. her hands move to grip his forearm, despite knowing she has no hopes of being able to move him. she's torn between dread and excitement, only made worse by the feeling of his free hand sliding up the bare skin of her inner thigh. her dark gaze finally darts to his, finding it already waiting for her, observing her reaction. her teeth sink into her lower lip, but she makes no move to stop him, curiosity and anticipation outweighing any sort of logic.

ㅤㅤhis large hand is slipping under her skirt now, and she has to look away again, embarrassed by the way her heart is racing. the first brush of long fingers against her damp panties has her body trembling, hands tightening their grip on him. the movements are tortuously slow, and she can't resist moving her hips the small amount she can to push herself down on his fingers — she's rewarded with a firm rub to her little bundle of nerves, and she gasps quietly. she feels lips brush against the nape of her neck, shuttering sigh leaving her as his touch moves aside the flimsy fabric covering her, his skin now making direct contact with her wetness. her reservations and shame are fading, being replaced with hunger and impatience.

ㅤㅤ❛❛  more. klaus, please ... ❜❜ the plea falls from her lips naturally, frame restless as she leans back into him, hand reaching down to cover his. again, she is incapable of moving him; but he seems to take pity on her, hand moving to fully cup her dripping slit. heel of his palm pressed to her clit, he slides two fingers into her with ease, proof of her arousal in the way her walls clench eagerly around the intrusion. the movement pulls a needy moan from her, head lolling back on his shoulder as she tries and fails to move her hips against his grip. another gasping plea leaves her, fabric of her dress wrapping loosely around his hips as it rides higher in response to their movements. she feels as though she's on fire, and she wonders if humans can truly spontaneously combust.

ㅤㅤblessedly, his fingers take on a brutal pace, one that has her back bowing off his front as her hair falls across his shoulder. she's surely soaking his lap by now, toes curling where they press against his calves, mindless pleas and sounds of her pleasure filling the room around them. a light sheen of sweat shimmers on her skin as he takes her higher, heart about to burst from her heaving chest at any moment. she reaches back blindly to cling to his shirt, slender fingers bunching the fabric and digging into his skin. with a final firm pinch to her pearl and his fangs digging into the soft flesh of her neck, she comes with a wail, legs automatically snapping closed around his hand as her eyes roll back. his fingers work her through it until she collapses weakly against him, tremors of overstimulation moving through her until his hand finally comes to a stop. she's satiated and her limbs feel like noodles, though she's still holding onto him.

ㅤㅤshe can already hear his smugness, and she expects him to say something to brag. turning her head so her nose brushes his jaw, she narrows her gaze — though it's hard to take her seriously when her face is pink and her eyes are still dilated. ❛❛ not ... not a word, ❜❜ she pants petulantly. @hybrid-royalty.

[elena-gilbertrp]

❛  keep your eyes on me while i fuck you.  ❜

from @hybrid-royalty

Elena swallowed at his words, her eyes snapping up to his immediately. She should've been concerned at how easily she listened to him, acquiesced with with his demand, instead, she let out another gasp.

His hands were hot, too hot on her body, and she wrapped her arms around his neck. Pulled him down to kiss him again. The feeling of him inside her was foreign as she bit down on his lip, and part of her didn’t want this to end.

“Please don’t stop,” the request slipped past her lips before she could really think about it, and it made her face grow hot. She didn’t want to admit how much she liked him being in control. “I’ll do whatever you want.”