#hybrid royalty

[el3nas]

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

[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.

[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. ❜

[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.

[xazse]

Warnings: KittyHybrid!Reader: ears and a tail that’s all + Prince!Satoru + Chubby!Reader + dryhumping + consensual somnophilia + mentions of Prince!Suguru, Nanami, Toji and Sukuna + Fem!Reader + Royalty Au

Imagine Satoru’s parents gifting Prince!Gojo a pet, a different type of pet, you’re a hybrid, a human with ears and a tail. Usually your kind is sought upon to be tested on and even used as maids. Everyone wants their hands on hybrids they go for millions of dollars because of how rare they are.

So when his parents call for him to come to the throne room he’s apprehensive thinking they were gonna introduce him to another princess, one he doesn’t even want. He thinks they’re all the same, so ready to pop out a baby to get that title.

When his parents have the maids bring you in he’s in awe, you’re a pretty thing too, he knows you were so fucking expensive just by the color of your fluffy ears and tail. A chubby thing he can’t keep his eyes off.

The dress you have on brings out your curves nice and plump he’s already obsessed.

“One of those Cathybrid ladies Satoru.” His dad is the first to speak, he beckons you over and you obediently follow to stand at his side.

“All for you my beautiful boy, you’ve been working extremely hard, no more sneaking out or causing trouble. We are very proud of you.” His adoring mother says in a soothing tone.

“She’s yours to do what you want with, she comes from a bad place be wary of that Satoru.”

His parents tell him to leave and become familiar with you.

Satoru doesn’t consider himself to be a shy person but right now he can’t even speak, you’re both sat on his bed sitting in silence, it’s really killing him, he wants to

Tell you just how pretty you are but he needs to be cautious not creepy.

With baby steps and lots of patience Satoru and you are finally comfortable with each other, maybe you’re too comfortable. You won’t leave Satoru alone at all, you constantly whine to be with him at all times.

He needs to go to an important meeting? You’re there right by his side always. His parents have had to reprimand you both for being too touchy in public, no you can’t secretly sneak off just to suck on Satoru’s thick tongue.

Satoru loves when you’re both in his room and in the midst of the cuddling session you start purring it’s so rare but so damn cute, you don’t even seem to recognize you’re doing it, you just look so content laying on him and rubbing all over him secretly purring.

The licking gets him too, he can’t help but slip his hand into his pants when you lick his chest, he fondles his cock till he cums on himself, his loud whines from the pleasure feel way too good.

He fondles your tail and ears to get you going, you’re both too shy to go any further than just dry-humping each other but it does get the job done, by the end of the session your both covered in sweat and underwear ruined with how wet they are.

He loves the extra fat on your body, it drives him insane, Prince!Satoru won’t admit it but he loves dragging his fat cock on your clothed plump ass from time to time when your sleep, you’ve said you don’t mind and that he’s free to do what he pleases but that’s all he’ll do just hump away till he cums again and again in his pants.

Prince Satoru and his cute kitty!hybrid that he just adores to the point where he loves showing you off to the other princes mainly: Suguru, Nanami, Toji and Sukuna.

They’re extremely jealous, they’ve been trying to find something like you but keep coming up empty so all they can do is get crumbs of information Satoru gives.

He’s always bragging about how you won’t leave him alone how they’re so unlucky to not have you.

When they talk to you they find that you’re extremely friendly, so friendly that you don’t mind when they give you tight hugs or maybe small kisses on the cheek. Prince Sukuna has tried and failed to get you to be with him many many times, everytime you give him that confused tilt and say you’re Satoru’s.

Sweet Prince Nanami makes sure to always gives you pretty roses that you just love, Satoru always has to win your affection back by giving you an even bigger bouquet of flowers.

[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.”

[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.

[elenaes]

ㅤㅤthe breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding finally whooshed out of her when he let go, though there was little that could be done about her racing heart and the cry of protest it let out when his touch left her. there needed to be distance between them, both literally and metaphorically. she couldn't come to care for him ⸻ how would she ever face anyone back home if she did? how would she face herself? she could practically feel the judgement and guilt as though it were a physical weight, suffocating her. she was just . . . so confused. so confused about her own feelings, and what klaus' true intentions could be. ❛❛ good idea, ❜❜ she responded weakly, desperately needing some time away from him to get her jumbled thoughts in order. her brow furrowed as she stared at the ground, her mind wandering. why . . why did she want to take back her harsh words and try to comfort him? no. no, she needed to hate him, or risk losing herself.

'I haven't felt anything in centuries.' He'd once told his brother, but that was never true. This was his only vulnerability, just another thing on a long list to loathe about himself, a romantic at heart. 'Vampires were not meant to love,' he'd also said to Elijah. This he believed. 

To the surprise of both, Klaus let her go. It wasn't even that she'd said anything new to him, anything he didn't know already, but just for a moment he'd been so sure he'd seen something else in her eyes. Something he'd so foolishly latched onto. Love was too strong a word for whatever lurked beneath the surface, but he still recoiled as though he'd been slapped. Because even if he had seen something in @elenaes just now, her words still rung true. Anyone caring about him was the most terrible thing they could do. 

The hybrid's lips drew back in a straight line, covering the ignoble kicked puppy expression as quickly as possible, "I think it's best if I escort you home now." 

[little-elenaarchive]

You are an absolutely amazing Elena, no matter who I throw at you, you're always keeping her a dynamic and strong character. From sweet with Stefan, to snarky dealing with the manwhore Damon, to putting on a brave face in front of Klaus. There's so much to Elena and I'm really enjoying writing that with you and exploring it together.

As much as I love the shipping in all its various forms, playing Jeremy with you might actually be my favorite! You capture the sibling dynamic with him so well. They are both hurting, broken, and lashing out in their own ways - but they have each other to hold onto and support. I really like seeing how that plays out on both Hunter-Royalty and WereJer

「   ASK MEME :   HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL?   」   * send anonymously or not. feedback is appreciated!

No bc honestly I love all the relationsips I get to write on her, and I think the sibling relationship is one that should be explored way more for them. It's always an honour to write with you and your multitude of muses. You write so many of them and theyre all so good and you're always improving on top of it. Truly a gift to have you around for anything and everything.

[elenaesmoved]

"Are you 'vague posting' about me? For all the world to see."

ㅤㅤ❛❛ mm. it was actually just a general thought, but if you felt personally called out, maybe you should take some time to consider why. ❜❜ in other words, no, he doesn't cuddle with her enough.