#its mikaelson not mikealson

[andreal831]

If one of the Mikaelsons (anyone) was married when they were humans, do you think their partner would get to be treated as a part of family? Or would they always be "otherER" (lol) than them all. Also do you see a potential divorce or straight up murder.

It depends on who they are married to and who you are talking about. But likely they would always be seen as "other." Even as humans they seemed to close rank and keep away from others. I think divorce would be unlikely so either they would accept them as family or straight up murder.

The most likely to have been married was Finn or Elijah because of their age. We are never told if Finn had any desire to marry as a human or if there was anyone he was interested in. I always headcannon that Esther would talk him out of anyone he was interested in to prevent him from getting married and having a child. I also don't think his siblings would have cared one way or another. Finn was always left on the outside of the siblings, so his spouse would be too. If they had turned, I could see his siblings forcing him to leave his spouse behind. Potentially straight up murder if he wasn't willing.

Elijah was clearly interested in Tatia and they likely would have gotten married if they had stayed human. But we already see this causing issues in the family. In TVD, Klaus says he and Elijah went through a period of not talking because they both cared for Tatia. Personally, I believe it had more to do with Klaus being jealous of Elijah's affection for Tatia. He saw Elijah planning to start his own life and leaving him behind so he attempted to insert himself in the middle to stop it. Klaus always saw his siblings' relationships as a betrayal, this didn't start when they became vampires. If Elijah and Tatia had been married, and she wasn't killed, I could see Elijah sending her away with her son, afraid he or his siblings would hurt them. If she had stayed with them, Finn and Kol wouldn't care about Tatia, Klaus would eventually get over it, Rebekah would love having a sister. I don't think she would be fully seen as family but likely almost take on a maternal role to the rest of them since Elijah tended to take on a paternal role.

If it was Klaus who had been married, I think it would be similar to Elijah where Finn and Kol still wouldn't really care one way or another for his spouse but Elijah and Rebekah would view them as family. They both would have loved to see Klaus happy and would welcomed anyone who could make that happen. It would be different than with Aurora because his partner would have been there at the beginning. Now if this person was likely to try and talk Klaus into running off without his family, Elijah might have intervened.

Rebekah would likely be similar to Elijah. Klaus might have been jealous even as human and intervened. But especially as a vampire. It would be very unlikely that Rebekah's spouse would make it. They would probably be one of the first people Klaus killed honestly. Elijah would view Rebekah's spouse as family adjacent. He would care for them until they gave him a reason not to.

If Kol was married before turning, he would have left with his spouse. The only reason he stayed with his siblings for so long was because he didn't want to be completely on his own. He was the first to break off from the family unit and if he had someone in the beginning, he would have done so immediately.

Thanks for the ask! I love talking about human Mikaelsons

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PLEASE do something super fluffy with kol mikealson

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babe you're making my day. hope this is something akin to what you wanted.

"you're red." "shut up." "like actually vermillion." (kol mikaelson x f!reader)

warnings: kissing?? also hatred towards bed and breakfasts

a/n: i forgot how much i love writing for kol. sorry for the large writing break...hope this makes up for it?

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You hate Kol Mikaelson. 

He’s cocky, impulsive, and constantly getting you into danger that you would never find for yourself. He also relentlessly flirts with you until you’re warm and deeply frustrated.  He’s complicated enough that you wish he wasn’t a part of your life so it could resume a sense of normalcy. 

Getting caught up in Mikaelson drama was never your plan. You just happened to make the mistake of working as a bartender at Russo’s—where they frequented. Klaus took a liking to you, and the rest is history. Being a human that’s friends with vampires is like poking a bear; not recommended nor convenient. 

This recent conflict was forgettable but proved to be a disruption to your life. One of them annoyed someone, and that someone wanted revenge, and now apparently you were in danger, and so on and so forth. You have repeatedly debated sending an invoice to the Mikaelson compound for restitution. You don’t think Klaus would find it very funny. 

You almost forgot about your life being in danger until you were forced to go on the run with the youngest brother, Kol. Kol, who insisted on driving you nuts. You kept trying to tune him out in the car, listening to the radio or focusing on the trees speeding past your window. Still, he was relentless and wouldn’t leave you alone for a minute. Plus, he was a horribly reckless driver, and you were gripping the door so tightly that you might hurt a muscle any minute. 

“I’ve lived for a very long time, but I’ve never visited Fes,” Kol said, one hand on the wheel as the other tapped on the door. You barely spared him a glance. “Would you visit Fes?”

“Not even sure what Fes is,” you answered through gritted teeth, suppressing a yelp as Kol took a turn obnoxiously fast. 

“City in Morocco considered its cultural capital.”

“You sound like a Google search,” you scoffed, sparing him half a glance. Long enough of a glance for Kol to give you a toothy grin, his canines glinting in the sunlight. 

“I like knowing things,” he states, squinting at you. “I don’t know much about you. Tell me something.”

“No.”

“Please?” he begged, every bit a kid enjoying picking on the new kid on the playground. You fixed him with a dead stare. 

“I hate your driving.” That caused him to laugh, which made him throw his head back and speed up even more. You clutched the handle and clenched your teeth till you felt your whole body would seize up. Kol eventually took pity on you and slowed down. It was enough for you to relax…slightly. “Where are we going?”

“Nowhere. Anywhere. Haven’t figured it out yet.”

“Brilliant. I’m going to die out here,” you sighed, sinking deeper into the leather seat. 

“Nonsense. Nik would dagger me if I let that happen, and I’m very tired of being daggered.”

“Not because you care about me or want me to live?” you jested, quirking a brow at him. 

“Now, why would I care about you at all?”

You pretended it didn’t sting, even though it felt impossible for you to care about Kol. Still, hearing him say it felt a bit like a slap in the face. You just turned more out the window, ignoring him. You didn’t notice the sharp look he sent you, as if he regretted what he said. 

Instead, you notice a sign advertising a Black Bear Diner. You perk up immediately, tapping the window and looking back at Kol. 

“There. Stop there.”

“That piece of garbage?”

“Yes! Stop the car!” you shouted, regretting your words when Kol slammed on the brakes. “Stop the car slowly, you asswipe.”

“You should’ve clarified that,” he smirked. You jumped out of the car, ran towards the restaurant, and experienced euphoria when the smell of waffles and fresh coffee hit your senses. Kol walked up slowly, hands in his pockets. The sun was obnoxious out here, but there were enough trees in the area to not make it feel like a desert. You could even see the mountain in the background in all its snowcapped glory. 

The inside of the diner was a welcome breeze on your damp skin. It wasn’t very crowded, and you got seated immediately as you happily flipped through your plastic menu. Kol looked slightly uncomfortable sitting in the diner, but you ignored him. You were getting pretty good at ignoring him. 

“I used to go here all the time with my family,” you said, flipping to the drinks page of your menu. “Not this exact location…but this chain. I went to it when I first moved to my hometown.”

“It’s barely gourmet.”

“Fuck gourmet, I want comfort. I want to feel like home,” you laughed, closing your menu. “Don’t you want that?”

“Home?” Kol inquired. “Not sure what that is anymore.”

Your lips turned down in a frown, but you offered nothing else. He didn’t seem like he wanted to talk, and you wouldn’t force him. The waiter came over to take your orders, and you happily ordered a black coffee, orange juice, and a waffle platter. After they left, you started packing your bag with the tiny jams and creamers they had out on the table. Kol just looked at you in disdain. 

“You are pathetic.”

“Rent is expensive, groceries are expensive, give me a break,” you snorted, taking a few sugar packets for good measure before you stopped looting. Kol laughed, running a hand through his hair and leaning back in his seat. His leg bounced from anxiety, and his fingers tapped the table in a paradiddle pattern, just left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right over and over again. He looked shockingly young, like the boy before he turned, and not the man he paraded as. For a split second, you could see yourself having a crush on him in high school if he was one of your peers. You erased that thought as soon as it came. “Can I ask a question?” you leaned forward on the table, arms folded in front of you. “Why are you guys always protecting me? I’m definitely a liability.”

“I think my brother just wants to sleep with you,” Kol sighed. You snorted, biting your bottom lip to subvert your laughter. Honestly…you have managed to weasel your way into our family—like a parasite.”

“Aw, your words are so kind,” you rolled your eyes, kicking Kol under the table. He just kicked you right back, wearing a smirk. “And I would never sleep with your brother.”

“Why’s that?” Kol questioned, crossing his arms. 

“His face is weird,” you answered. Kol put his head in his hands in laughter, and you joined him a second later. You weren’t sure if that was the reason, but it was the first thing that came to mind, and you didn’t think to change it. Plus, it made Kol laugh, which kind of made you happy. The arrival of your waffles made you even happier. 

“Bloody hell, you’re going to eat all of that?” Kol looked shocked, eyes flicking between you and your waffles. He had ordered a much smaller plate than yours. Yours likely could’ve been a party platter. 

“Yes, and I will do it with pride.”

You did eat all of it, and enjoyed Kol’s expression the whole time. He looked so disturbed it made up for it. You also drank all your coffee, orange juice, and free water refills. Your plan was to eat enough to enter hibernation. You even think Kol was a little impressed at some point. Kol asked the waiter for the nearest hotel, and they pointed you to a place three miles down the road that would likely have openings. By the time you left the diner, it was starting to get cold as the sun was setting. You could hear crickets; you probably would’ve gotten fireflies if you were more south. Kol drove surprisingly slow towards the hotel, which you attributed to his worry that going fast would cause you to throw up your entire waffle extravaganza. He slowed down even more when you came up to the “hotel”—which was actually just a bed and breakfast. An extremely cutesy bed and breakfast. 

The inside of the building was somehow worse than the outside. 

The outside had small-town charm. The inside was where doilies went to die. 

Both you and Kol exchanged glances as he went up to ring the bell. You counted seven cat portraits before a portly woman came out with a cheeky smile. She wore a linen frock and a floral dress right out of the 1960s. 

“Well, good evening,” she smiled. “What can I do for you?” She had a thick Minnesotan accent, and her smile made her eyes. Overall, she radiated friendliness. 

“We’d like a room?” you inquired, leaning against the counter. 

“Oh, you betcha! Lucky for you, I got the best suite in the house available. It’s perfect for you two lovebirds,” she chirped. Your eyes widened. 

“Oh, uh, we’re not together…,” you coughed. You turned to look at Kol, who just shrugged his shoulders. Completely useless. “Do you have a double?”

“Unfortunately, all our doubles are booked for our birding convention. I might have a futon available to bring to your room?”

“Perfect,” Kol smiled, finally interjecting. “We’ll take that.”

“Splendid! Here are your keys, and I’ll have you sign in there.”

You brought your one bag with you up the stairs and to the right to a room at the end of the hall. The wallpaper was mocking you at every turn, a plethora of orchids and pinks staring at you, along with the eyes of fifty million felines. You were certain Dolores Umbridge was hiding somewhere amongst the foliage. The room was less pink but still reminiscent of something in a senior home. The bed was the nicest part: a large four-poster with mahogany bedposts. The wallpaper was sage color with pictures of ferns. The ensuite bathroom had a clawfoot tub and gold décor. A painting of a young boy eating ice cream was on the wall. You immediately took it off the wall and turned it around so you didn’t have to look at it all night. 

“It’s a little…”

“Cozy?” Kol interjected, closing the door behind you two. 

“I was going to say tight.”

“It is the lovebird suite, darling,” Kol whispered in your ear, a smirk in his voice. A shiver ran down your spine. 

“I’ll take the futon.”

“I doubt you could fit a futon in here,” Kol scoffed. He was right. There was really only room for the bed and bedside tables. Whoever designed this room intended to spend a lot of time in bed. Your cheeks heated at the thought. You tapped your foot in thought before eventually sighing in defeat.

“Just…don’t get too handsy,” you shrugged, glaring at the vampire’s ever-present smirk. 

“Handsy? You must think me a rascal,” Kol cooed, stepping closer into your space. The room was tight, which meant you were backed against the wall. You felt like a rabbit being targeted by a fox, his mischievous grin and wandering eyes taking all of you in. Your eyes were drawn to how he licked his lips, and suddenly, your blood pressure spiked. Heat crawled up your neck, and you knew that Kol noticed. He always managed to notice. 

“Knock it off, Mikaelson,” you hissed, tilting your head up defiantly. 

“You’re actually red,” Kol chuckled, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. 

“…Shut up,” you slapped his hand away, maneuvering your way from his grasp. 

“Like actually vermillion,” he laughed, and you gave him an unsavory gesture as you escaped into the bathroom, closing the door behind you. Back against the door, you breathed out, groaning into your hands. You pushed off the door, getting ready for bed in an effort to put this night behind you. You cleaned up, brushed your teeth, and put on pajamas. In hot weather, you usually just wear a T-shirt and shorts to bed. Your t-shirt said, ‘I got lobotomized at Freddy Fazbear’s,’ something idiotic that you couldn’t even fully be ashamed of. When you exited, Kol was lying on top of the covers on his phone, having changed into a t-shirt and sweatpants. He looked up when you exited, snorting as he read the shirt. “You have an odd sense of humor.”

“It’s too evolved for you to understand,” you rolled your eyes, getting in on the other side of the bed and leaving space between the two of you. Kol smelled sweet, like vanilla, and it was slowly suffocating you. You both sat in silence for a second before Kol disrupted it. 

“Y/N,”

“No.”

“Darling,” he purred, inching closer to you. 

“What, Kol,” you turned to look at him, eyes narrowed. 

“You like me,” he said. It was not a question, just something he exclaimed. You scoffed. 

“I do not.”

“You do. It’s why you blush vermillion when I call you things like darling,” he smiled, propping himself up on his elbow as he lay on his side to stare at you. 

“You’re incorrigible.”

“So, if I kissed you…you wouldn’t care,” Kol inquired, voice soft as he sat up slightly. You felt your heart skip a beat, and Kol’s mouth turned up slightly when he heard it. You knew you just proved his point, but you refused to concede. 

“I wouldn’t care,” you whispered, holding his gaze. 

“So, when I do this,” Kol leaned up, kissing your cheek, his lips burning your skin. He kissed right under your jaw, finally on your pulse point. “…it doesn’t matter?” 

You bit your tongue to stop yourself. “It doesn’t matter,” you choke out, but all you’re doing is spurring Kol on. You’re a hare caught in his trap, and you can’t even find it in yourself to hate it. Kol sucks on your pulse point, nipping lightly and moving down your neck, one hand coming up to tilt your head more to the side for easier access. His touch was shockingly gentle as if he was giving you an out. Your will was thinning by the minute, though, and eventually, you grabbed his hand, causing him to stop. 

“Darling—” he starts, but you cut him off by kissing his lips, soft but passionate. For once, you’ve taken him off guard, and a sense of pride spurs through you as you part, kissing the corner of his mouth and looking at him through thick lashes. 

“Does it matter?” you ask, voice breathy. “For you…” You’re not sure exactly what you’re asking, but you know there’s a line you’ve crossed that you can’t return from. Kol’s thumb brushes your cheek, so gentle from the reckless, hotheaded vampire you are acquainted with. A grin crosses his face. 

“It means everything,” he smiles, kissing you again, fingers tangling in your hair. Your hands find his arms, sighing as he deepens the kiss. You’re on fire, every single part of you, and you’re sure that Kol can feel your racing heart and hot skin. You like kissing him, though, and you realize you like him a lot. 

“Kol?” you breathe. “Don’t sleep on the futon.”

“For you? I would never,” he grins, kissing you again. You make sure to put a Do Not Disturb sign on the door for later. 

…

Afterwards.

It’s the middle of the night when he wakes you up.

“I guess Nik won’t be able to sleep with you now.”

“Kol.”

“Because I’ll be the only one sleeping with you.”

“Go to sleep.”

There’s a shuffling of blankets as his arm wraps tighter around you, his breath hot on your neck. 

“You’re going to be stuck with me forever,” he whispers. 

You smile. “I’m okay with that.”

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[fandoms--fluff]

No humanity Hope dating fem reader 😭

Dating No Humanity Hope Mikaelson Headcannons

Female vampire reader x Hope Mikealson

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She'd be surprisingly caring for you, she'd brush your hair out of your face and hug you to keep you warm on cold nights and stuff like that

Blood sharing>>>>>

The sex would be obliterating *chefs kiss*

Watching in awe as she threatens people

Can't help but smile as she rips people apart

Knowing she's crazy, but she's yours>>

She'd take you out to crazy expensive restaurants and then you guys feed on the staff after

She makes sure people know you're hers

Protectiveness at 100%

If a threat makes its way to you, that person is dead. Quite literally.

She loves biting your bottom lip

Convincing her to show you her vamp face

^tracing every detail of the veins under her eyes as she smirks

At first, her family thought you were being controlled by Hope when they tried to bring back her humanity, only to find out you're just about as crazy as her.

Going to bars and drinking like there's no tomorrow and getting on the dance floor together.

And when you can't do that and are stuck at the boarding school somehow, you sneak into jackass Alaric's office and take his bourbon

Slowing any supernatural healing you may have down when she marks you with bites and hickies so she can enjoy her work

Taking you along her journey with a newly turned Lizzie

And then Lizzie being visibly sick whenever you two are being your loving selves

Barely having any clothes on when you guys are alone together, cause why would either of you want that?

You're just as protective of her as she is of you

You don't want to get on your bad side if someone were to take a lunge at your girlfriend

Your scent is intoxicating to her

Always having at least one hand on you because she can't help herself. Who could?

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WIP Wednesday: Doctor Who Crossover

So I've literally been working on this story for over 2 years and I'm ready to share more of it.

Deciding it was best to rip off, what she thought were the toughest band-aids first, Caroline turned towards Martha and Bonnie and said, “I’m sorry.”  Short, sweet, and encompassing all that she wouldn’t, couldn’t, go into detail with most of the people in the room listening.

Her two friends didn’t look happy.

“You’re sorry?” That was Bonnie, fire in her green eyes that were half betrayed and half spitting mad.  “You lied and said that you would stop travelling with him!” 

"I did!” She shouted and then winced, a guilty expression on her face. “For about six weeks.” Caroline could see that Bonnie was about to explode so she went on to explain.

“Klaus, huh?” Donna said, wiggling her brows and smirking. “Klaus, of the Klaus Mikaelson room?”

“Yes, shut up please.” She knew she was blushing, her face felt like it was on fire, and how could she still blush, she was dead, wasn’t she?

“Wait, the Klaus Mikaelson room?” Kol playfully asked. “Sounds like there’s a juicy story there, darling.”

“You’re still going to that room?” Martha demanded.  The anger was growing on her face and Caroline remembered how exhausting it had been, dodging her judgement.  There were only so many places a person could hide, even in the TARDIS with its infinite rooms.

“Yes,” Donna said obliviously, not knowing the history that Martha was referring to.  

Martha could never find out about the Mikealson Ball or all the times Caroline would go and see Klaus when she helped Rory guard the Pandorica.

“Not the point, but I only go into that room when I have a nightmare and can’t go back to sleep!”

“Go? Present tense?!” Martha yelled. 

Caroline winced, she hadn’t meant to spill that particular piece of information.

“What is the Klaus Mikealson room, love? More importantly, where is it and what is in it?” Klaus smirked.

She laughed nervously. “Ha, do you recall 1233, when Mikeal razed your castle in England?”

"A bit hard to forget, love,” he seemed amused at her phrasing.

“Right! Well, after you, Rebekah, and Elijah fled with Kol, Finn, and Esther’s coffins-” “Wait, the fourth coffin was Esther’s?” Martha was incredulous.  It had been a mystery that the two of them had puzzled over pretty regularly, while traveling with Klaus and Elijah during the Year That Never Was.

“Yes! Anyway, after you left, the Doctor and I went inside the burning castle, saved the servants that you three left to die,” she looked at them but they just all looked back at her, unrepentant.  As if to say, we’re vampires, what did you expect us to care about human lives?

“And then, when the Doctor was doing one last check to see if we had missed anyone, he found your studio and saved the paintings that you had left.” She said the last part towards Klaus.  He looked skeptical but not as if he thought she was crazy.  This is good, maybe he’ll believe me, and forgive me for lying when I said that I hadn’t really been anywhere in the world.

The Doctor jumped in then, she was surprised he stayed quiet this long, this regeneration usually never stopped talking.  

“Right, sorry Care, are you saying that these people are over 700 years old?” 

Looking towards the Mikaelsons, none of them looking like they were older than thirty, Caroline could see that it would be impossible to convince him that vampires were real. 

He had thought the fangs and the veins under her eyes that she gained after her transition had just been really good make-up and props when she had first turned and was finally free of Damon’s compulsion to leave Mystic Falls.

[sherlockholmesmypiratesociopath]

For the fmk-that’s-not-fmk ask game: Klaus Hargreeves, Elijah Mikaelson, and Ted Mosby? (I chose randomly from your popular tags. 😅😂)

lab partner: Elijah Mikealson, he is gonna do the work for you

elevator buddy: Klaus Hargeeves, its gonna be a bad ten hours for anyone and this one would be the best

McDonald's: Ted Mosby, least amount of time you gotta spend with that guy

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-haven't written my baby in forever and hate this but trying this au out and etc feel free to au-

Hope had been the child of a man who's hands were said to be so covered in blood that water had no hope of washing it off. Making the redhead more comfortable than most with people who were considered a bit on the more serated edge of warrior. It made her smile at the woman at her side who was now playing with a beautifully glinting dagger. In fact, the princess felt almost at home with it. Hayley, her mother, had taught her how to protect herself nearly before her child could walk. The woman's murder was what had sent her to this realm. The great evil had had one heir of a child. A child that he treated with utter kindness and love, but even fear couldn't keep people completely off the spectrum of revolt. Klaus did not want to marry again after doing it for love and their line needed a marriage. Therefore, she had been sent somewhere new. Somewhere that was beautiful though made her struggle more by deciding how her tapestry interwove with the targaryens. The Mikealson house had her hide seven daggers on her form until your husband slowly removed them on the wedding night. And Alicent had been surprisingly good with her sense of betrothal. They have both fallen completely in love so quickly. There was a kindness in the child of a warrior. A sense of guilt in violence beyond angelic face and dragon tongue. Her pendant from her mother's neck which was as much home and the dragon scale jewel given by Aegon himself. Both woman were square pegs in a round whole against sanding their edges. Aemond and Thusnelda were clearly in love and she did her duty, but Hope would always envy her steadfast ability and strength of soul in the wake of that. It surprised her when the woman to be her sister had invited her to a private dinner with both of their other halves gone. the air cackling with the candles and sweet smelling food. And she needed this. Needed someone to rely on who also wouldn't mind the fact that she had red paint along the flecks of her fingers. The wine momentarily forgotten from its place worried in her hands. The onl other woman she had seen wear anything besides the emerald the queen mother picked for them. It was why she had worn her Mikealson crimson gown that very moment. Hands leaving the pendant to tap slowly against the expensive material of the table. "You know, it is surprisingly satisfying to have a future family member brandish a knife so comfortingly my way. not that I imagine you would run me through. It is merely- a reminder of home. I know that you are aware what that feels like. To be feared by legacy alone even if you tow a line that even our Queen Mother would smile at. But as much as I want to figure out who I am with this family while remaining the heir to my throne and the woman that is Hope Andrea Mikaelson, I also am finding that I don't mind people imagining me a blade as long as I am the one using such a weapon. I was quite fond of you so far though I didn't know if your brooding was the fond kind like Aemond and, I suppose, my intended. I have spent most of my time here with Helaena. One of the few who did not fear me."

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What Will I Have Left?

No Warnings :) ... well language .

Klaus X Reader   

Part 1 of 2

      “Another day … another victory for the Mikaelsons .” Klaus marched proudly into the compound . Fluffing out her curly hair , Y/N stood beside him . Her hand was comfortably rested in his as they walked together in contentment .

“They really got on my nerves . Honestly , death was too good for them.” The heels of her black , lace up boots clicked against the tile floor . He painted a ray of sunshine on his face when he smiled with both his mouth & eyes . It was a rather small smile , not to the point in which he bared his teeth but big enough to make the world sing .

“Ahhh yes , Aurora , Tristan & Lucien seemed to have that effect on people quite often . But fear not love … their reign of terror is over .” Whilst she admired his grin , she managed to form one of her own .

“You’re smile is the best thing that I’ve seen in ages , Nik ,” she whispered it without second thought . Slipping her hand out of his , Y/N found herself a nice seat on the couch . Niklaus , however , remained frozen . He averted his gaze but the sudden rosiness of his cheekbones gave away his state of pleasant shock .

“I’m not entirely sure how to respond to that , sweetheart.”

“You don’t . Blushing says what your words can’t .” In that moment , when she looked up at him . Her eyes shone brighter than every star in the sky , as did her smile & grace . Her intelligence never ceased to impress him & in all his years of living … her perfection was unparalleled .

Upon nightfall , Y/N lounged alone on the balcony . She admired the little lights that were strung intricately around the sleeping city . Soft jazz traveled through the streets as did happy couples & smiling civilians . She watched as a group of friends took pictures together before prancing into a club , & as two teenagers shared a kiss before waltzing down the sidewalk to get home . It had been 600 years since she was human … so full of wonder & ignorance . A hand landed on her right shoulder.

“Don’t talk . Just sit ,” She motioned towards the empty chair next to her , “& watch .” Niklaus complied . His arm sat comfortably on the arm rest , his left palm facing up . She delicately placed her hand atop his as they watched New Orleans in a beautiful silence .

“Why can’t we do this forever , Nik? Why must there always be something to rip us from complete contentment ?”

“We are alpha’s . Our lesser beings want to fight for power & to do that , they need to rip from us what is ours .” His voice remained barely above a whisper .

“We’ve earned this , & they just ,” She struggled to find the right words , “ … they just refuse to take advantage of their gift of immortality ,” An embarrassed , half-smile grew on her lips as she shook her head , “Never mind , maybe I’m just drunk or something .”

“No , you’re right . You don’t deserve to be everyone's #1 target … but the decisions I made before I met you -”

“Stop. Do not blame yourself for the ignorance of our community . They could live out their lives , find eternal love, travel , have fun … I mean , how does that not sound like heaven on earth to them ? Some people just can’t see what they have until it’s taken away from them .” Standing up to get ready for bed , Y/N kissed him .

“Goodnight , love ,” Klaus’s voice remained steady as he gazed curiously upon the people. She managed to convince him to watch the city live & grow , without saying a single word . Y/N always showed him the beauty of things when he couldn’t see it himself .

Her heart skipped a beat whenever he called her , ‘love’ . The way it rolled gently off of his tongue left her in awe … every time. She looked back at him , sitting alone in his own little world . Honestly , she would do anything to stay like this forever .

Come sunrise , Y/N & Klaus still laid entangled in each others arms . Running her fingers through his hair , she let out a slight smile . The way she lit up whenever she saw Klaus was truly magnificent & obvious to everyone but them .

“When I was human , I used to think that if I’d just followed the rules then everything would be fine . & then you came along … with your cute british accent & your amazing curly hair … & you completely shoved me off that path . Now , we make our own rules & I want you to know that I love you , so much that it might kill me.” With a deep sigh , she lingered in the moment for a second longer . His eyes opened slightly revealing two baby blue masterpieces with dashes of emerald sprinkled in .

“I love you too … so much that I’d die for you without hesitation .” She watched as he allowed himself to give her another one of his half smiles . Y/N’s eyes took in the artistry of his dimples & then his lips. He faded back into another deep sleep , allowing her to linger in the moment before slipping into some better clothes .

She strutted down the stairs angelically , adjusting her leather jacket & drowning in a sea of thought . Freya , Rebekah , Elijah & Kol stood scattered around the main corridor of the Compound . They looked particularly concerned , causing Y/N to enter a state of wonder . She inched into the room , watching each of them ignore her presence .

“What’s going on ?” Her tone was demanding , reflecting slight feelings of irritation . Kol muttered something under her breath before throwing his glass of bourbon to shatter against a wall . Elijah closed his eyes to take a deep breath before looking to his siblings , waiting to hear another voice . Rebekah sat on the couch with an unreadable emotion on her face as did Freya. Every one of them stood with no intention on answering her question . Finally , after shooting a disapproving glare to his siblings , Elijah replied.

“Do you remember Lillyana Amor ?” Elijah fixed his tie as he spoke . She nodded  , her eyes still wide in confusion .

“Well , she’s decided to pay us a little visit ,” Kol said. His attention locked onto a single stray rock beneath his shoe , attempting to distract himself .

“That’s … impossible . She’s mortal .” Y/N still waited for a reasonable answer … or something to help her understand .

“All her life , Lillyana learned from you & Niklaus ,” Elijah said , whilst being dreadfully disturbed, “She did what she knew how to do best … survive .”

“None of you are giving me any good fucking answers! I said, How ?” Blood boiling & heart racing , she felt herself grow incredibly impatient .

“You could ask her yourself . But I suspect magic . I guess that power-hungry whore decided that she wanted to live until the very earth itself died.” Rebekah spat with a remarkable amount of venom in her voice .

“Where is she?” Taking deep breaths , Y/N calmed herself down . Jumping into something like a fight with a Werewolf / Witch hybrid army wasn’t the smartest idea … yet .

“Lucien's old penthouse . You know , I am really starting to hate that place .” Freya kept her head in her hands as she spoke .

“Starting to ?”

That morning , the sun was particularly bright  . Y/N felt it beating on her skin , causing her to feel almost as if she wasn’t currently wearing her daylight ring . She knew what to expect from Barcelona , seeing as though she’d been here twice before today , but ignored her better thoughts when she packed. Men , women & children ran throughout the streets with big , happy smiles on their faces . Cars drove around the city , full of families , admiring it’s unusual architectural beauty . Most would say that New Orleans could never be half the city that Barcelona was but Y/N was missing her family & her home . Hours before she arrived in Spain , she’d received a somewhat urgent phone call . The caller was a woman named Katya Thomas whom Y/N considered an old friend . Katya spoke in a perturbed tone about a young Werewolf / Witch hybrid … the first of its kind . Intrigued , Y/N traveled here in search of her .

The repetitive clicking of her boots against the concrete ceased once she entered the home . Instantly , the cream colored interior drew out a surprised gasp from her mouth . It was the single most breathtaking estate that she’d ever seen . Her hazel eyes took in the buildings antique charm as she listened for any sign of a child . She heard the clinking of two glasses above her but most importantly , the pitter patter of small feet rushing towards her .

“I’m Lillyana . Who are … who are you ?” The little girl stopped running when she saw Y/N . Lilly was a small child , no older than 3 . She wore light brown skin that delicately mirrored her milk chocolate eyes . & Bouncy black curls that dropped down to her waist , one curl stayed clutched in her hand as she fidgeted nervously .

“I’m Y/N . Do you know where Katya is ?” Lillyana looked worried as if she was scared of the ‘intruder’ . “She’s my friend … I flew here to meet her . Is she upstairs ?” Nodding , Lilly scattered up the stairs herself before slamming a door shut . Y/N followed close behind , looking for Katya & a few answers while she was at it .  The sound of a News channel brought her attention to the only door on her right .

“Katya ?” Her fingernails tapped on the mahogany door , “Katya , I know you’re in here .”

Emerging from the room , she greeted Y/N cheerfully . She was a fair skinned woman , who was home to the greenest eyes that Y/N’d ever seen . Katya also wore short , curly red hair that contrasted beautifully with them .

“Y/N … it’s been forever !” Embracing her in a hug , Katya remembered her reason for the visit . “I suppose the loud bang was Lilly slamming her door ?” Y/N gave her an embarrassing nod & a half-smile .

“She’s cautious but … but that’s good . A girl as special as her is always going to be a target . Be glad that it’s not paranoia , yet.” Katya agreed with Y/N , as she lead her to Lillyana’s room . The hallway had few lights but the shine of the gold color walls made it brighter . Y/N admired the paintings & portraits that hung elegantly along each wall .

“I’ve told her about you but she has yet to connect the dots. I’m sorry that I can’t take care of her myself but we both know I have no experience with children . Let alone hybrid ones.” Her tone was playful as if it hadn’t been 50 years since they last saw each other . Although , 50 years to a vampire can be awfully short . & if she was being honest , Y/N found herself missing Katya’s presence .

“Of course , love . I’ve known you for ages & I’m honoured that you find me fit to take care of her .” A flattered grin appeared on her lips .

“Not just you . But uh … you are dating the original hybrid .” Katya gave her a slight nudge in the arm with her elbow .Y/N dramatically rolled her eyes before letting out a slight giggle .

“Way to ruin the moment .”

“Geez , someone's a little sensitive today . Did ya wake up on the wrong side of the coffin ?” Without a second thought , Katya kept walking before tapping her nails upon Lillyana’s bedroom door . Y/N shot her a sour glance in good fun .

“So funny . Oh , my bad , I forgot to laugh .”

In the corner of the room sat a rather large pile of stuffed animals . All different animals with a plethora colors & clothes . Lilly sat upon them , sitting them upright & placing small tea cups before them .

“Hey , sweetheart .” Y/N’s brown orbs took in Katya’s long strides across the room . She wrapped her arm around Lillyana as she brought her towards Y/N standing in the doorway . “Remember the woman that I’ve been telling you about ?” A look of realization conquered her face .

“You’re going to be my new mom!”

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Vigorously making her way back up the stairs , Y/N felt tears building in her eyes . The clicking of her boots reminded her of the day that she met the little brat & as she reminisced about her time with Lillyana , she felt a pang in her heart . How could such a close , loving , mother - daughter relationship go south so fast ? She practically blew her bedroom door off of its hinges as she looked to Niklaus for comfort . He was awake now & his eyes were open wide . He sat quietly upon the side of their bed , his hands folded as he was covering his mouth . She suspected that he heard their conversation , & was worried about his reaction .

“What did you hear ?” Y/N inched towards him , waiting for an outburst of some sort . When there was none , she realized that the news hit him harder than she had thought . She took a seat next to him & rested her left hand upon his back as an attempt to comfort him .

“All of it .” Klaus’s voice remained , steady , full of no emotion except for a slight crack . It waivered a little , as if he felt the same lump in his throat that she did .

“Are you okay ?” She’d momentarily forgotten all of her worries & instinctively tried to comfort him . “Look , I understand how you feel . ”

“& what if she does ? What is she comes for Hope or you ?” Y/N shared his same fears , but knew better than to succumb to them . Her hope was what kept her sane & if there was one person that needed Y/N to be sane , it was Niklaus.

“I can handle myself , you of all people should know that .” A comforting smile grew on her lips , she’d painted a false ray of sunshine on her face in order to sedate him . He glanced at it , letting a small feeling of admiration rush through his veins before the fear of losing her bombarded every inch of him .

“What if I can’t save you ?” “Look , we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it . First , let’s just see what she’s here for … okay?” In his own way , Nik let her know that he’d hold off on panicking for a short while . While she watched , he stood up to leave .

“Let’s go see what she’s doing in our city .” Standing up in determination , Klaus reached back his hand . A king could not go to war without his queen by his side . Y/N felt as if her heart had skipped a single beat , then felt it rush .

“I love you .” She whispered as they strutted powerfully out of the compound .

“I love you too , sweetheart .”

Knock . Knock . Knock . Three knocks , each one drove Y/N into a deeper state of agitation . Noticing the deep breaths & the repetitive tapping of her left foot , Niklaus intertwined his fingers with hers . She felt the anger that once risen in her mind , like a cup of freshly poured soda on the brink of overflowing , simmer down , like the foam that fizzed upon the top would & gave the door one . last . knock .

A ding sounded from the monotonous elevator , grabbing ahold of their attention . Just as they turned , 3 of Lilly’s hybrids stepped out of it . Klaus & Y/N shared a glance. Only they could interpret without words . It said , “are you ready ?” , “Let’s rain hell on these abominations,” & “I love it when you’re like this ,” , simultaneously without even opening their mouths . Charging at the hybrids … she and Nik were ready to rip their hearts out , snap their miserable little necks & grab a snack while they were at it . Sadly , their plan was derailed by the painful realization that those ‘abominations’ were also witches who knew how to torture them with a terrible ringing noise inside of their heads .

“Anulum anulum capitis doloribus . Anulum anulum capitis doloribus . Anulum anulum capitis doloribus !” Yells of pain emerged from Niklaus's mouth . In the spur of the moment, Y/N felt a rush of adrenaline come over her. It overpowered the chanting of the soon to be dead hybrids . She sped to them with a fire in her eyes , one that could frighten even Klaus himself .  As Y/N plunged her arm into the chest of the hybrid closest to her , she tore out his heart. Y/N quickly turned & shoved it into the others mouth with such force that he began to choke. Using nothing but her left hand , she ripped his head clean off & laughed in enjoyment . The last one’s hold of Niklaus broke as it stared at Y/N in fear . While the hybrids attention was on her , Klaus sped behind him . She gave Nik a wink before smirking in satisfaction . He smiled as his fingers wrapped around his neck & within seconds , there was a snap. Taking her thumb , she wiped only a small dot of blood from her cheek before licking it off . Niklaus walked towards her , with a look of admiration in his eyes . She couldn’t take the anticipation & bolted to him , locking her lips onto his .

“There’s gonna be more .” She broke the kiss . Making sure she was ready for battle , her mind began to calculate strategy plans & -

“To hell with them … together we are stronger than anything that dare stand in our way .” He cupped her face in his hands as he kissed her once more . It’s the kind of kiss where they can’t do or comprehend anything for a few seconds after. When it ended , momentarily , Y/N kept her eyes closed with her mouth agape as she lingered in the moment . He ran his thumb over her lips , trying not to give into his burning desire . She knew what was happening , as she had the same thought . Why fight it ? , she asked herself . & the answer to that question was … don’t . It would only last for seconds longer before Niklaus heard someone enter the elevator from the floor below . Freezing for a moment , he listened carefully as it drew up each floor . 1 , 2 , 3 , & on . He’d broken away from the kiss , leaving Y/N to focus her hearing as well .

“You think it’s her ?” She asked , her voice hardly above a whisper . Nik glanced at her , noticing the smeared mascara around her eyes , he let out a slight smirk .

“I dunno , love .”

“Well … if it is , be prepared to explain the three dead bodies in front of her door .” His sly smirk disappeared when he’d realized their predicament & a look that could only be described as , “Oh shit .” spread across his face . It was not fear . Dear god no . But Y/N & Klaus intended to fool Lillyana into thinking that they were allies . Welp .

Ding . A woman with glowing caramel skin stepped off of the elevator , she let out a sigh before looking to Y/N & Nik . Holding her arms out & facing her palms towards them , Lillyana began to chant violently .

[bellarkeselection]

Drawn to a French Girl

Request from @itsautomaticfaegirl For Elijah Mikaelson x reader - he sees her walking in at a party/ ball they start talking but its a slow burn romance. so perhaps that he runs into her multiple times at bookshops and eventually they kiss.

Shuffling around books on a shelf in the library I needed a book for one of my classes since the college I was going to attend is in France. Snapping my fingers together I found the book I needed but it's on a higher shelf. Standing up on my tippy toes I grunted only brushing my fingertips on the book then I fell backwards on my butt hearing foosteps approaching around the corner. "Perhaps I can be some help to you." Lifting my head up I blushed seeing a guy in a suit reaching for the book picking it up so much easier. He then offered me his freehand helping me to my feet. "Thanks, I'm Y/n." He smiled handing me the book shaking his freehand in mine. "Elijah Mikaelson. Forgive my curiosity but most people aren't looking for French books as a daily thing. Can I ask why?"

"No its fine. The college I want to go to is in France. So I'm hoping to study the language so I don't get lost." I chuckled hugging the book to my chest before he spoke something that was in French but he read the confusion on my face so he spoke it in English. "I could teach you if you'd like. I have actually been there myself." So we sat in the library for weeks working on the language even though I was a slow learner. Leaning back in my chair I felt Elijah's eyes staring at me and he mumbled under his breath smiling longingly at me. Resting his chin in the palm of his hand. "Belle (Beautiful)." I blushed trying to not let whatever I was feeling for him in the moment tp show. Because I didn't want to get a boyfriend before I left. "Beau (Handsome)."

A few months later I decided tp go to a party at a small Cafe since I had finished my assignments for the night. Entering a room I ordered a drink bringing it to my lips until I heard a calming voice I recognized. "Bonsoir (Good evening), Y/n." Sitting my glass down I smiled spinning around in the direction seeing Elijah standing right in front of me. Without thinking I wrapped my arms around his neck hugging him where he hugs me back offering me a hand tugging me onto a dance floor. He has one hand on my waist with our hands intertwined with me looking longingly up at him accidentally mumbling out. "Elijah my Amour (Love)." He twirled me underneath his arm and back into his chest slowly leaning down capturing my lips in a soft kiss. I smiled only kissing back for a short moment mumbling. "I don't wanna go too fast, Mikealson." He nods kissing the crown of my head twirling me out of his chest once more. "I'll go as slow as you want, my Amour."

Comments really appreciated 😊

[somewhatinlove]

can you maybe write a imagine where the reader is a human and is like 16 and Shes a Salvatore sister and her and Elijah are secretly dating but her brothers find out and Stefan is happy for her as long as Shes happy, but Damon doesn't like the idea of her dating an original and its super fluffy!!!

Woho! Love the idea. Absolutely amazing! Lego!!!! Time for some fluff ☁️🏃

We're in love!

warnings:- none!it's fluff ☁️

Y/n and Elijah both saw each other when Elijah first visited mystic falls.

Y/n Salvatore, talented, beautiful, smart and graceful and young. Honestly she could pull off any guy and there was no lie that every guy in the town wanted to date y/n. But here's the thing she is a Salvatore.

Y/n was a girl who had her priorities straight. She knew she would never date a guy who didn't value her enough. She wanted and truly deserves a gentleman.

One day the first time Elijah and y/n saw each other was when Elijah visited the Salvatore house for the first time.

Y/n was running downstairs with some papers in her hand and calling for Stefan.

Elijah was sitting on the couch but when he first heard ur voice, he felt like he was swept off his feet. It was a feeling that could not be explained. He turned around to see y/n running downstairs and then she reaches near the couch where Elijah was sitting.

Y/n came near Elijah and asked him "hey, seen my brother stefan?"

Elijah replies, "ahh yes maybe he is in the basement".

"Ouhh thankyou" y/n says and turns around to go find stefan but again turns around to asks Elijah

"wait who are you?" Y/n asks

"Hello miss, i am Elijah"

"Ouhh hii, i am y/n, Y/N Salvatore"

"So you are the Salvatore sister?" Asks elijah

"Yes i am and u?"

"I am Elijah mikaelson"

"Mikealson, one of the originals. I heard about you"

"Hopefully everything good" said Elijah and y/n gave him a smile and turned around again to go find stefan.

After that conversation y/n and Elijah saw each other a few times, exchanged each other's numbers, started talking more. You both knew how this was really love!

Elijah admitted his feelings towards you when you both were walking near the lakeside when the sun was setting down. Both of you were holding hands and it felt like time should stop. The moment was very peaceful. That's how exactly you both felt around each other.

Y/n and Elijah were dating but both decided to keep it a secret for now all until one day Damon found out your messages with Elijah.

Y/n fell asleep with her phone in her hands while talking to Elijah. That's when Damon saw the name Elijah on ur phone and took it and read some of ur messages.

He quickly told everything to stefan and was ranting to him about how y/n has gone mad and she was dating an original.

Y/n woke up from her sleep and came downstairs to see her brothers both of them were sitting on the couch drinking their bourbon looking at her.

"What happened? Why u both looking at me like that?" Y/n asked

"You are dating someone?" Asked damon

Y/n froze for a moment. She didn't answer him

"Sorry sister but I saw your messages" Damon said.

"Why the hell were u reading my messages?" Y/n asked him in a little high pitched voice.

"I didn't mean to, stop sleeping with your phone in ur hands then. And by the way, are you nuts? Dating an original? Really!?" Damon said.

"Yes we love each other" y/n said looking right into damon's eyes.

"No u don't understand. Are you compelled y/n?" Damon said.

"Are you crazy?" Y/n said.

"Hey okay okay both of u stop now. See y/n the thing is we are not really sure about the whole Elijah thing" said stefan.

"Yes but WE ARE IN LOVE!" Y/n said.

"See i am happy as long as you are happy. We just worry about you" said stefan and pulled y/n in for a hug.

Y/n hugged stefan and Damon rolled his eyes at u guys.

"Come on now damon" stefan said.

"Okay whatever, just be careful. I don't want u to do anything stupid" Damon said.

"Yeah don't worry, i am not u Damon" y/n said and giggled in stefan's arms and stefan also smiled at your comment.

"Come on now hug please" y/n said to Damon.

He pulled her in a hug and both stefan and domon kissed ur forehead.

Woho!!!okay so this fic is kinda close to my heart! Brb i am going to cry a little.@slytherinlyn16 i hope u like it 🥺 also lots of love to you all. Also, if u wanna talk about anything like anything feel free to DM me. Love you all! Bye!

@rere-the-writer @slytherinlyn16 💗

[multistoty]

Hope was the most important thing in the world to Klaus even beyond always and forever. He surprised himself even with the history of paranoia with how much he worried after her. While he knew the tribrid was more than capable, she was still a teenager with a heart that deserved to keep beating. The only killable Mikaelson. And that name itself caused trouble. The hybrid ran a hand through his styled blonde curls. Blue eyes that had echoed her own watching her with fond interest. He wasn’t nearly as good as Hayley, god did he miss her, when it came to the reading his snarky teenager. Yet, he was happy to be out of Mystic Falls. As insane as the french quarter was, it was much much better than that place. the family had met and decided on this though it didn’t dispel all of his worries or the pathetic way he wished to lift her up in his arms and spirit her away with him. Someone picked up the sun and pinned it to the sky again, but every day it hangs a little lower than the day before. It's like a negligent parent who only knows one half of who you are. It never sees how its absence changes people. How different we are in the dark.Words are such unpredictable creatures.No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.Words are like seeds planted into our hearts at a tender age. They take root in us as we grow, settling deep into our souls. The good words plant well. They flourish and find homes in our hearts. They build trunks around our spines, steadying us when we’re feeling most flimsy; planting our feet firmly when we’re feeling most unsure. But the bad words grow poorly. Our trunks infest and spoil until we are hollow and housing the interests of others and not our own. We are forced to eat the fruit those words have borne, held hostage by the branches growing arms around our necks, suffocating us to death, one word at a time. His life is four walls of missed opportunities poured in concrete molds.Love is a heartless bastard. That was why those words struggled. He nearly laughed at how domestic they looked. Him having put the last of the boxes in her room in proper order. Leaning in worry over her in her school outfit. One thing that was going good for this place was its fashion sense. Formal like Elijah without echoing Alaric’s sentiments. Still, it was hard to keep her out of sight. It did good for his enemies to stay away though something as beautiful as a flower sprouting through the ground without fences. the word ‘dad’ would always make him smile. Only his artistic daughter could make him struggle so much with words. Gently, he reached ivory fingers to fix her pendant along with Hayley’s necklace. more than grateful to see her past echo to this future he wanted more than anything for her. It wasn’t like he could deny her anything and the vampire feared she knew it. “Hope Andrea Mikealson, if I find out your life is in danger and you do not call, I will not hesitate to take revenge on this school in a way that will make me the most embarassing parent in the last century. I am this close about warning you to wear a jacket which is terrifying, littlest wolf. I hope the future is what you deserve. But for your sake, I will yield. Besides, there is no Alaric to fight me with a crossbow along the premises. You know I love you.”

“Are you sure about this school, hope? you could stay with us back in New Orleans.” (From Klaus, @multistoty )

students of varying species 'round the most unique of them all , SHARING TEARFUL GOODBYES with their parents . all the while , hope offers smile of reassurance to her father as she shrugs on her nevermore academy uniform jacket , BLACK AND RED STRIPED BLAZER . " i know , dad . it's just for the semester , gotta test the waters . " hands go to gradually PULL FIERY LOCKS FREE from beneath new article of clothing . " ... cordelia thinks it will help me have a little more rounded education without ... " grimace of disdain creeps across her face . " . . . going back to MYSTIC FALLS . " sighing , lips purse to the side . " look , i'll be okay ... and if i'm ever not , i can always call . "

[shawty-writes-a-little]

Hello! May I please request an imagine or oneshot with Elijah Mikaelson where he and his s/o are spending an rainy afternoon with each other - in each other’s arms, listening to the pitter patter of rain against the window? 🥺

The sound of rain

Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x fem!reader

Hey @a-o-m sorry this took so long it was in my inbox for ages I just scrolled past it and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS REQUEST PLEASE I even have a Pinterest board for this 😼

Warnings: None

It was mid September, damp cloudy weather, sunshine a lost friend, raining twice a day, thunders, light showers. The classic September weather in New Orleans. Y/n decided to stay in, given how Friday was almost weekend and she didn’t want any rain incident because a car splashed some mud on its way, forgetting umbrella, pouring cats ands dogs just when she’s about to leave. Besides she was home alone and it was sort of of more peaceful to read with the Mikealsons not home. Obviously she adored all of them and vice-versa. Elijah had forced her to move in with them that way she would be more safer and he himself wanted nothing more than to stay under the same roof as hers.

Her fingertips brushed roughly against the books places order-wise in hers and Elijah’s shared bookshelf. It was surely bigger than her wardrobe but it wasn’t a surprise given who she was dating. She picked a few of them out and placed them on a round table in the centre of the room as “the short listed” ones.

Y/n’s was focused on picking a book she didn’t see two hands sneak up on her from behind. She gasped as they went by her waist to pull her against them but soon realised who it could be. Elijah. She hadn’t even turned around yet but she could it was him through the loose blazer fabric that touched her, the scent of old books and slow coffee shops.

“Goodness Elijah-You scared me!” She said smiling as he kissed the top of her head from the side trailing the soft pecks lower and lower and rests his face by her shoulder.

“My apologies to you then I didn’t mean to.” He said diverting his eyes to the books on the table that still had her attention. “And what must these be?”

“I’ve a day off today so I’ve decided to continue reading.” She announced picking one in her hands “This one!”

“That one?” He asked.

“Yep!”

“The final war is quite rushed to my liking and neither of them make it out alive” Elijah explained the plot realising much later he spoiled it.

“Elijah!! That’s not fair I wanted to read it!” Y/n exclaimed turning to him.

“My apologies? Again?” He chuckled as y/n had a wide look of disappointment spread across her face. “How about you read something else some other time? And you and I can hang ourselves as of now?”

“No-no—Elijah I think you mean hang out-” y/n said suppressing a laugh. It was adorable watch him use new phrases sometimes very wrongly.

“Not outside, it’s raining love” he still didn’t understand the term.

“Yeah no that’s still what hang out means-spend some time together yes?” He nodded in response stepping closer caging y/n between the table and him, leaning in for a kiss before y/n moved her face to the side. “Wouldn’t you probably have to leave again?”

“I won’t. I want right now for us-besides I need to compensate the loss of the book I just spoiled for you?” He said kissing her lips very much to y/n content that he was staying she kissed back, smiling into the kiss. Not very frequent Elijah would have much time on his hands and not very frequent they’d be alone in the mikealson household.

The pair sat by the bay window with a clear view of drenched roads, water droplets streaming down the glass, the coloured leaves with a darker shade, the pitter patter of rain-simply beautiful. All that but nothing could seem to have Elijah look away from y/n wrapped in his hands. Interlocking his fingers with hers as she kept looking out the window and back at him talking about something he couldn’t quite pay attention to-he couldn’t as he kept staring into her y/e/c coloured eyes. Always the eyes.

“Are you listening?” She asked bringing him back to reality. Elijah paused to reply and she started for him “I just said a car splashed some mud on me the other day-that’s whats the worst part about rain!”

“Didn’t that happen the second time with you this week?”

“Hey! Who’s telling you to count it!” Y/n said with an annoyed huff nudging his elbow that made me let out a slight laugh.

He brought their faces close again and brushed his lips against hers. His hands went up her face caressing her cheeks gently as he broke the kiss to look at her. Elijah wanted this to last forever. Y/n in his arms, rain and talks about books-thinking back the life of an “almost” he’d lived so far to now find his “always” his everything, in her.

“And what are you staring at?”

“You.” He said blatantly with a grin he took her hands in his “I just feel I like wanting this forever-this right now what he have.”

Elijah had ways of showing affection but saying how and what he feels at the moment was very rare. “We will have this forever Elijah.” She said softly mirroring his smile back.

Forever. An illusion of course. It was more like a nature’s joke on him. Likes of him. Y/n just made it better living through that cruel joke

“I love you” Elijah said-they’d never said it before it was an ancient overlooked term. Had he ever felt it? Not anything he could recall-most of the life he’d lived not much moments he’d like to recall but this. This right now. The positive aching in his heart. It felt nice-it felt around her.

Y/n was taken by surprise, a good kind of with what he said. The butterflies ran around her stomach too much she forgot to respond.

“I-I love you-I love you too!” She said sitting up turning to face him with the happiest look on her face.

Elijah pulled her onto his lap as they dived into a kiss again.

“KOL YOU VICIOUS BASTARD YOU GOT MUD ALL OVER THE CARPET!” Rebekah’s voice came from downstairs.

Elijah sighed as y/n found it funny “And there goes the peace.” He remarked as a few glass shattering voice echoed louder.

An: this is my first time writing for Elijah it’s 3 am I’ve finals in a week and I haven’t proof read good night 🏃‍♀️

[leossmoonn]

Hiiiii,

Can I request tvd characters reacting to the reader being egirl? Like the reader is their friend and she is and e girl, and i think for the vampires this style is very odd. Also could it be a female reader?

characters - stefan, damon, klaus, elijah, rebekah, kai, and katherine x fem!reader

includes - language, nsfw themes. me really badly describing e girl fashion 😭. some of these i imagined as the readers relationship w them being platonic or romantic, ill let yall know the difference

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stefan salvatore - platonic

okay i love stefan but tbh i don’t think he’d like your style….

AT FIRST.

it’s just different, you know?

and like i said, i love stefan but he’s a little bit basic 🌝

it just took some time for him to get used to

he isn’t used to seeing a someone with split-dyed hair, lots of eyeliner, drawn-on hearts with eyeliner, dark and layered clothes

but soon he grows to love your style and you!

you two are literally THE best friends

damon salvatore - romantic

lets be honest here

damon LOVES it

ofc in the beginning he would tease you bc you would always be dyeing your hair, wearing chokers that could puncture somebody if they got close enough to you, and long earrings that reached the floor

lol no but seriously, he always was attracted to you

he adores your style

obviously its a lot different from the other girls (quirky 🤪🤪🤪) but he likes the difference

you also look like someone who could kick ass and who is pessimistic and sarcastic and funny, and honestly, that’s his dream girl

you two definitely wear matching outfits

OMG AHH

i can imagine it now

cute couple fits!!!

he even lets you paint his nails

you find it so hot you two def stayed up all night 😏😏😏

and he loves loves loves showing you off at the mall, knowing that everyone is jealous and wants a piece of both of you

you two ALSO jam out to music in his car

you two def always get matching tattoos

he lets you do his eyeliner too!

damon with eyeliner…..

puts the dam in damon

klaus mikealson - platonic

i think klaus wouldn’t like it much either at first

but he quickly warms up to you

of course, hes just so used to seeing girls in big, period dresses or jeans and a nice blouse

but he quickly falls in love with your style

and honesty, he kinda wants your style too

i imagine him always asking you what to wear when he goes to mystic falls so he can impress caroline

i feel like he would see you as his little sister and so when you wear tight clothing and lots of make up hes like 👹👹👹👹👹

but he of course supports you no matter what

i don’t really have much to say about klaus 😭

elijah mikealson - romantic

elijah on the other hand…

your style and whole personality just intrigues him so much

like with being alive for so long, he’s def like seen literally every single different style

but this… you were new

and he was very very interested

and intimated

like he didnt realise one could be so alluring in dark clothes, chains, and different colored lipstick

he befriended you at first and you also found him very attractive

he was very charming and so different from literally everyone, he also intrigued you

its not really a question as to whether you two were the most hottest, but also surprising couple to step out

when you two walked together, elijah in his suits and combed back hair and you in your different colored hair, tattoos, and fishnet stockings

you both were quite a pair

and elijah really really loves your style and the bold, confident attitude you bring towards the table

youre not afraid to wear what you like, youre not afraid to say what you want to say, and you look fine as hell doin so

elijah even lets you dress him up one day and you had so much fun hehe

he looked like 10 years younger w his hair messy and the necklaces and the painted nails hehe

bottom line is, elijah fully supports and loves your style. its really his favourite part of you :)

rebekah mikaelson - platonic

rebekah looooves your style as well

your style is one of the reasons why she was like "yes. we have to be best friends."

she has a flair for the dramatic and she loves fashion, so of course she would love your style

unlike klaus, she has seen and even dabbled in the e-girl style

i feel like what she wore was more on the goth but like, whatever

you two definitely do your makeup for each other and pick each other's outfits

borrowing clothes does become an every day thing

you two are literally conjoined to the hip

you introduce her to music that she's never heard of (even in her 1,000 years of being alive)

you get her to wear fishnets socking, cool different coloured eyeliner, and cool hairstyles

you two are the baddest bitches in mystic falls and new orleans

kai parker - romantic

kai is all over you from the start

doesn't help the fact that he hasn't had a girlfriend in like, 20 years lolllll

but anyways, you just attract him so much

from your makeup, to your clothes, to your laugh, to your caring and strong persona, you got him wrapped around your finger 😉

he loves going shopping with you and seeing all the cute outfits you make up

he also lets you do his makeup. he is very in with the eyeliner

he likes lookin' like a bad boy, you know him lol

you two definitely fit in with each other so well

like if soulmates were a thing, you two being together would be fate!

katherine pierce - romantic

okay so katherine def saw you as competition first

she was like

“ugh she likes she so better than me? bull 🙄🙄”

but you decide to try and get around her little grudge and force her to hang out with you

she then sees how cool you are and becomes your friend!

after hanging out for a while you two develop feelings for each other, especially katherine

like homegirl has fallen haaarrrdddd

every thing about is just so perfect and not to mention, just your style and your personality tie it all in together

so she asks you out after a lil and ofc you say yes

you two def do each other's makeup

you show katherine new tips that she swore she's always known (no she never has lol)

matching outfits are definitely a thing between you two, too!

katherine just loves you so much and really just supports yo u101% 24/7 :))

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hope you liked this! :))

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Too Old to be Jealous (k.m.)

Summary: after years apart, your older brother pays you a visit in New Orleans. the brother you didn’t tell Klaus about

AN: i hope this is good 😂 i haven’t written for klaus in a hot minute so i’m a little rusty

Request: @i-smoke-chapstick AHHHH YOUR WRITING IS AMAZING!!! Literally your style is gorgeous :) Since i saw requests were open, Id love to request a Klaus Mikealson x Reader! Maybe something were the readers brother comes to town (Even though no one knew she had a brother) and just kind of waltzs into the french quater and kisses the reader on the cheek. Everyone is like ??? and Klaus is SUPER jealous, and she has to explain that its just her brother? Tysm for taking the time to read my request, i read your ed nygma imagine and you have to be one of my favorite writers on the platform ❤️❤️❤️

There was no call, no text, not even an email. You had no idea your brother was going to be town or you would have prepared better.

When it came to Klaus Mikaelson, any male who gave you the slightest bit of attention was trying to take you from him. And Klaus was the jealous type. He always had been ever since he met you in the 40’s.

It seemed to escalate since the two of you got married after he left Mystic Falls. It didn’t help that you were very unforgiving when it came to him and Hayley and the fact they conceived a child together.

It took graveling and various apologies to get you back after that. So, he was holding on to you as if his life depended on it. Which in his mind it did.

If your brother would have given you any notice, you could have told Klaus that your brother was coming to visit and prepared him. Instead, you were ambushed. And Klaus Mikaelson was notorious for not handling an ambush well. 

“I think we should bring Hope here more often.” You commented as you and Klaus were walking through the quarter. “Love,” He started. “Yes, yes, I know. It’s not safe.” You interrupted in a more playful tone. “But we can get her that dress you liked so much.” He said. 

You smiled triumphantly, slightly getting your way and that was enough for you. You both continued walking down the cobblestone when you felt a pair of hands squeeze your waist, causing you to jump. 

“Hello, Y/N.” You heard before a light peck was placed on your cheek. You turned around and saw your older brother. “Matthew? Wh-What are you doing here? Why are you here?” You asked him.

“I heard through the grapevine that you were in New Orleans, thought I’d come visit.” He answered. As you were chatting with your brother, Klaus was fuming at the interaction. 

Who was this man? Why did he kiss you on the cheek? What was the history between you two? You didn’t even notice Klaus leave so quickly until you went to introduce him to Matthew. 

“Oh, uh, Klaus must have left.” You said, a slight sadness in your voice. “Who’s Klaus?” Matthew asked. “My husband.” You answered. “You got married and didn’t tell your older brother?” He teased. “You have been very hard to get ahold of the past ten years, Matthew.” You replied. 

You invited him back to your home in hopes that you could introduce him and Klaus the right way. You didn’t really know why he had just disappeared without saying anything to you. 

Maybe there was an emergency he hadn’t told you about. You and Matthew had arrived back to the compound and you looked around for Klaus. “He’s in the study, if you’re looking for dad.” Hope announced from her place on the stairs. 

“How upset does he look?” You asked. Knowing his mood would change how you approached him. “On a scale from one to ten, I would say a solid eight.” Hope answered. “Uh, Hope this is Matthew my older brother. Matthew, this is my step-daughter, Hope.” You introduced the two. 

As they were conversing, you went into the study and saw Klaus slowly pacing. “You disappeared.” You commented. “You seemed to be in good company.” Klaus rebutted. “Klaus,” You started. “Who was he? An old friend? An old flame? The two of you seemed very comfortable with each other.” He interrupted. 

“Klaus,” You attempted again. “Was this overdue payback for what happened with Hayley?” Klaus accused. “Klaus! If you’d stop with the accusations for half a second, I could explain to you.” You stopped him. 

“That was Matthew. He’s my older brother and I haven’t seen him in ten years. He just showed up out of the blue to surprise me. I haven’t mentioned him because I haven’t seen him.” You explained. 

You could see Klaus begin to calm down and look slightly embarrassed for how he reacted. “He’s your brother.” Klaus stated. “Yes, Klaus, he’s my brother. There is no other man I want to be with beside you.” You told him, approaching him slowly. 

“I apologize, love. I overreacted.” He said. “You did, yeah. But I can overlook this little outburst of yours if you let me bring Hope to the quarter more often.” You suggested. “You know I’d protect her with my life, there’s no need to worry.” You added.

Klaus sighed as he took your hands in his before looking at your smiling face. “I guess that would be okay. It will be nice for the two of you to spend time together.” He said. “Now, can I introduce you to Matthew now that you know he’s not a threat?” You asked. 

The man nodded his head slightly as you grabbed his hand and brought him out to the foyer. “Also, you’re too old to be jealous of anyone anymore.” You joked.

Introducing your husband to your brother was not the most natural thing to do. Especially since it had been a couple of decades.

But it seemed to calm down Klaus enough to have an actual conversation with Matthew. You and Hope were sitting on the steps as you watched Klaus and Matthew converse in a esther friendly manner.

“They seem to be getting along.” Hope commented. “I know. It’s weird.” You replied. Klaus and Matthew stood up and approached you and Hope. “I have to be heading off. It was good to see you, baby sister. And it was great to meet you, Klaus.” Your brother said.

The exchanged another handshake and Klaus almost seemed elated to have met Matthew. “You should’ve introduced us sooner, Y/N.” He added. You looked at him with wide eyes before glancing back at Klaus.

If you would’ve known the two would have gotten along so well, introductions could have been planned ages ago. But knowing Klaus he still would have found a way to be jealous.

[locker42]

bonnie x mikaelson reader where the reader & klaus are twins and she picks bonnie over klaus but then finds out that bonnie knew about the plan to kill her family ( happy ending ? ) ( takes place during mikaelson ball? )

All I Know

Warnings: swearing.

Word count: 1292

Pairing: Bonnie Bennet x Mikealson!reader

Sorry for the wait, hope you’ll like it!

Growing up with your siblings was tough, but you loved every minute of it. Klaus, your twin, was the closest person you had. You’ll die for him and you knew he’ll do the same. However, with its perks and happy moments, every time you had a fight with him and the other siblings you always felt guilty. You felt this sort of responsibility towards him. You couldn’t explain it but you did. You loved him and hated seeing him alone. You were the only one who he actually opened up to, you knew the pain he held. So when you found out that Bonnie, your girlfriend, knew about the Salvatore’s plan to kill him and took part in it, you were furious. Like Klaus, you had temper issues. So when you were angry, there was no reasoning with you.

“What the fuck did you think I would say?! ‘Sure, go ahead. It’s not like I have any problem with you killing my brother.’” You yelled at her, looking away before you’ll see her flinching at your voice.

“I know, okay? I screwed up but-“

“Yeah no shit, Bonnie.” You interrupted her, pulling on your hair, trying to calm your breathing.

“Look, Y/N, I know you’re upset but try to think about what he did to me and my friends. He tried to kill me.” She said with a pleading look on her face. You knew this was hurting her, and you were beating yourself up for it. You knew you were being selfish but the thought of your brother dead made your blood boil and your heart ache. So you did everything in your power to stop it from happening.

“Yeah I know, he’s a bloody asshole. But I’m not letting him die. As much as you can’t see it, he’s a good guy. I love him, and if you kill him, I don’t-“ you sighed, “I don’t think that I will ever forgive you.” You said, your voice breaking. You loved Bonnie, but your family always came first. The consequences of that have hunted you for decades above decades, but that’s how you survived.

“You always have to take his side, don’t you?” Bonnie said quietly.

“What does that mean?”

“No matter how many times he has shown you that he was a cold blooded murderer, you will always take his side. Even when he tried to kill me.”

“And what am I, huh?” You chuckled and stepped closer to her. “I’m just as good as he is, Bonnie. But I’ve stuck by his side for all these years and I know he deserves better. And when he tried to kill you I didn’t leave your side, and when I did it was to beat the shit out of him because he hurt the woman I love the most. I picked you, Bon. I fucking picked you and you’re saying that I always pick his side. I know it’s fucked up, alright? I know that you don’t deserve this, any of this. But you have to understand that he’s all I know. Him, Rebekah, Elija, Kol and Finn. They are my family, Bonnie, they’re all I’ve got, you have to understand this.”

You sat down on the couch, head down, trying to hold back tears that were soon to come. This was not how you expected this night to go. Your mother has arranged this ball to reunite the Mikealson family and you hoped you could be there with Bonnie, one night without all of the drama.

Well, that didn’t exactly happen.

“Look, Y/N,” she sat down next to you, “I know you want to protect your family but if they come as a threat to any of my friends I will not hesitate to kill them. I love you but I can’t put the people I love in danger anymore. I have to put an end to this.”

“If you come after my family I will not hesitate to fight back. Because anyone that comes after my family, comes after me. And I will kill anyone who hurts my family.” You said and with that, you walked out of the room. You wanted to cry, wanted to smash and destroy everything around you. But you knew you couldn’t, not now. So instead, you took a deep breath and walked back downstairs, straight to Klaus. You knew shit wasn’t over with Bonnie but you had to warn your brother.

“Hey, Y/N, have you seen Bonnie?” Stefan asked as you walked pass him.

“No.” You said and walked away, spotting Klaus near the bar, a glass of champagne in his hand.

“Klaus.”

He turned around and smiled at you.

“Well hello, Y/N. Haven’t seen you all night. Where were you, love?”

“I need to talk to you, it’s urgent.” You said and took his hand, leading him out of the mansion.

“What is it?” He asked.

“The Salvatores are plotting against us, they have Bonnie involved as well.”

“Your little girlfriend is teaming with the Salvatores, now there’s something I thought I’d never see.” He chuckled.

“Focus, Klaus. They want to kill all of us, starting with you. And Bonnie said something about a bonding spell that will be used to kill us. We need to act against them, because apparently, they think that we are the enemy.”

“Don’t worry, love. Mum has a plan.” That’s all he said before waking back in.

“What?” You yelled after him. “What does that mean?”

“You’ll see.”

“What the fuck?” You whispered as he walked away. As much as you wanted to chase after him and argue, you knew that if he had a plan, he had a plan. And you trusted him.

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Three days have passed since you saw Bonnie. You were in the now new mansion, sitting on the couch as you fed from yet another human. You were a mess. You wanted nothing but to go to Bonnie and explain yourself but you knew you’d only make things worse. But when the doors opened, revealing Bonnie herself, you were shocked.

“What are you doing here?” You asked her hysterically. She took a second to eye your blood covered mouth and shirt, nose scrunched at the strong smell of blood that surrounded the two of you.

“We need to talk, to sort things out.”

“Yeah I know that. But did you seriously think that walking here with all the danger you’re putting yourself in was the best idea?” You asked her as you took some wipers to wipe off the blood on your mouth.

She looked down before gulping and looking back up.

“I didn’t know where else I could find you.”

You tightened your jaw and pressed your lips together, nodding and closing the door.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I was selfish to think that you what abandon your family. I sorry for the way we left things I-“

You cut her off with a kiss, your hands cupping her cheeks and you lips moving against hers. It did it take long for her to kiss you back.

“I just want everything to be normal.” You whispered as you pulled away. “I just want to be with you without it putting you in the danger of my brother, but I can’t.”

“Then let’s forget about everything, okay?” She slowly lifted your head up, whipping your tears with her thumb. “Let’s go, you and me, and have the best night of our fucking lives.”

“Yeah, that will work.” You laughed and pulled her in for another kiss. You were so grateful for her. She was kindness in Its true form. And with your past, kindness was the cure you needed.

“We’ll figure it out, Y/N, we always do.”