#kc fanfiction

[galvanizedfriend]

Klaroline Fanfiction Masterlist

It's been a minute since I last updated my masterlist so I decided to go ahead and start a new one. Yokan // ▪ Multi-chapters

. The Wolf Series [I, II, III and Outtakes - Incomplete] When Caroline wakes up shackled, powerless and very far away from Mystic Falls, she knows she's in serious trouble. But when a woman named Sophie Deveraux reveals the reason why she's been kidnapped and taken to New Orleans, she realizes things are far worse than she could've ever imagined.

[The Originals rewriting where Caroline is a witch and gets pregnant with Klaus' child. Seasons 1, 2 and 3 complete, season 4 coming.]

. Vice and Virtue [6/6 - Complete] As the second son of a Duke, Klaus Mikaelson has the means and all the time in the world to indulge in every manner of wild activity with very little respect for the regiment of polite society. That is until his brother decides he's had enough of his vulgar ways and gives him an ultimatum. Caroline Forbes is a young debutante in search of true love and adventure. Except her aunt wishes for her to marry a somber Viscount who's already buried three wives. When their paths cross, they realize they might yet strike a deal that could satisfy their relatives and benefit them both.

[AH Regency!AU inspired by Bridgerton and a dozen other period novels I have been reading lately.]

. Pedulum [2/2 - Complete] This is what Klaus Mikaelson knows: death isn't the end for him. From the moment he is brought into the world to his final shuddering breath, Klaus' life is pretty much the same as everyone else's. The difference lies in what happens after he dies: he goes right back to the beginning, a child in London with the memory of dozens of lives lived before. Nothing ever really changes, including the fact that no matter how hard he tries, he can never save Caroline Forbes' life for too long.

[AH/soulmates!AU with a slight magical twist. Technically a one-shot, chapter 2 is just an alternate ending.]

. We'll Always Have New Orleans [3/15 - Incomplete] Caroline wakes up in a world where everything looks exactly the same, only nothing really is. For starters, she's no longer a vampire, and no one else in Mystic Falls has ever heard of witches, vampires or werewolves - no one except for Klaus, who woke up just as human and twice as angry about it. Their search for answers and a way out takes them all the way to New Orleans, and Caroline could never anticipate how much this crazy fake world was about to alter her reality forever.

[Canon-divergence!AU. Set right after TVD 4x18.]

. Speed Dating [3/4 - Incomplete] Klaus is having a bad month, so Caroline decides it's a great idea to drag him along to a round of Speed Dating. Other men in the room do not approve.

AH/AU fluff that was inspired by an episode of House (yes, it is fluff, I promise).

. Gasoline [2/2 - Complete] "He doesn't apologize, of course he doesn't. He doesn't care. He calls everyone love. It's not meant to mean anything. Except it did, once, and it makes Caroline's stomach churn away inside, as she feels Klaus crawling underneath her skin like he never left at all. I've still got you."

AH/Band!AU. Two years after Klaus walked out on his band - on her -, Caroline finds herself in her least favorite place on earth - New Orleans. She really did try to stay away from him, escaping an event just to keep off his radar. He finds her anyway.

. Like It's Christmas Again [2/2 - Complete] As Christmas approaches, Caroline Forbes, a New York-based event planner, is sent to a quaint small town in Virginia to organize their holiday festival. But her plans are momentarily hindered by the presence of Klaus Mikaelson, the Mayor's brother and a grumpy billionaire lacking in any holiday spirit, who's in town to close the sale of his family's manor - the charming estate she was hoping to use as a venue.

[AKA that time when I committed Christmas fic. AU/AH inspired by a Hallmark movie, I kid you not.]

. Spin [5/5 - Complete] Since she was seven years old, Caroline Forbes has been preparing herself to become President of the United States. But before she gets to the Oval Office, she needs to win the election for senior student president at the prestigious Saint Sebastian High - which would be in the bag if only goddamn Klaus Mikaelson hadn't decided to run against her.

[AH/AU lovers-to rivals-to-lovers The Politician!AU where everyone takes school elections way more seriously than they should.]

. How Far I'd Go [2/2 - Complete for now] Set in TVD S6/TO S2. Unable to control Caroline after she turns her humanity off, Stefan reaches out to the only person he can think of for help.

[Slices of moments of Klaus in Mystic Falls while Caroline has her humanity off.] ▪ One-shots

. The Sound of Settling Klaus hates his job at Mikaelson & Sons. He hates wearing a suit. He also hates his brothers constantly butting into his life. Everything will be better once he gets his much desired transfer to the New York branch. Caroline Forbes is the owner of Mystic Café, and when Klaus accidentally wanders into her coffee shop, his whole perspective changes. [AH/Coffee Shop!AU where Klaus is a lawyer. Fluffity Fluff. Lots of Mikaelsons and some Carenzo friendship.] . The Witch Queen Caroline always knew she was different. She was keyed into her own otherness very early on. Strange things happened around the Forbes women. Her mother never really had to spell it out to her, give it a name. Caroline could always sort of feel it, and then at some point the feeling blossomed into comprehension, and comprehension hardened into fact. And with that came an altogether different kind of certainty: this was not a secret she'd be able to keep forever. One day, no matter how hard she tried to hide it, everyone would find out. And when they did, they would come for her.

. Worst Things Have Happened Klaus Mikaelson is a prince with a very dark secret that threatens to destroy his family's legacy. Caroline Forbes is a sorceress whose job is to make sure his secret remains buried. But would it hurt him to put some clothes on? [Royal!AU, with a magical twist.] . The Unexpected Grace of Falling Apart The whole incident was bound to go down as a funny anecdote to be shared among friends, a Oh, you think you've had the worst hook-up ever? Hold my beer kind of story. Provided, of course, that she never had to see him ever and could just wipe him out of her life and memory for good. Given that they live in different time zones, it shouldn't be too much of a hassle.

That is precisely why Caroline is livid when she emerges from the arrivals area at Richmond airport to find Douchebag, in the flesh - sunglasses indoors and all, like the proper jerk that he is - holding up a sign that readsClarisse.

[AH/AU. It's Tyler's wedding weekend and Caroline is back in Mystic Falls for the first time after the most traumatic and depressing year of her life. And it's about to get even worse as she's made to share breathing space with Klaus, The Worst Guy Ever. Except they might have to join forces to save the wedding, and to the discovery that things might not be what the seem. As Caroline teeters on the edge of a breakdown she'd been trying very hard to conceal, an unexpected savior appears to help her through the haze.]

. love, the monster's got me now [Canon compliant. Set in TVD S03E09 Homecoming.]

"Don't run," he says calmly, sounding almost bored, but with a clear warning. "I'm in the mood for a chase. Little spoiler: you can't outrun me." His eyebrows twitch up when he finally turns around to face her, lips curling into an amused grin. "Tyler's girl," he states, gesturing towards the now empty yard. "You missed out on the celebrations, I’m afraid."

[Or: the missing Klaroline scene between "There's your pretty little girlfriend, Caroline" and "There's a whole world out there waiting for you." Klaus and Caroline meet after Homecoming.]

. When It's Gone Suddenly, Caroline hates how nice the bed feels. How soft the pillows are. How smooth and cool and expensive those goddamn sheets are against her skin. She hates the giddiness in her belly, like she's a stupid schoolgirl when she's not allowed to be one anymore. She hates how right the space between Klaus' arms felt, how easily she molded against him. His lips were as full and as soft as they looked, but his hands were gentler and more reverent than they had any right to be, and Caroline hates it. Hates it, hates it, hates it. She hates that it suits her, hates that she wants it, hates that none of it is hers to keep.

[Set after TVD S04E19 Pictures of You. Caroline hears about Klaus' impending departure after a mysterious letter and decides to have some words.] . Wishing Each Sigh Might Be the Last The first time she sees him, Caroline thinks he's an angel.

[Set in 1800s New Orleans. As Caroline lies dying, she prays for God to send help or end her torment and save her soul. She thinks an angel has come for her. But he's no angel at all.] . Feel the Madness Closing In Set in TO S3. Caroline is in New Orleans when Lucien and the Ancestors make a move against the Mikaelson family - and they know exactly who to target in order to get to Klaus. Paranoia sets in, sending him to a very dark place, and Caroline finally learns the price of being loved so profoundly by a monster. . Issues When Klaus' Hollywood career takes a down turn after a nasty divorce and a viral mug shot, his manager decides his life is not yet miserable enough, bringing in a PR company famous for its high-profile damage control cases.

[AH!AU where Klaus is a problematic movie star and Caroline is a PR agent with no time for his BS.] . Urban Legend "I hate myself for saying this, but I have to agree with Little Miss Sunshine," Caroline cuts in. "This is Whitmore. Nothing ever happens here. Least of all a possession that leads to a massacre of slasher movie proportions."

"Thank you, love," Klaus returns brightly. "Very flattering to be validated by you."

"Bite me, Klaus."

"Find me later, after my shift, and we can see to it," comes the shameless rejoinder.

[Or: Caroline tries to navigate life in college having the worst roommate ever, a douchebag who cannot take a hint and a nosy journalist whom she's definitely not attracted to. Never in a million years.]

[notalittlebutalottie]

Grazing XII: The Final Chapter (AO3)

Unlike their last goodbye, there isn’t a little note perched on Klaus’ pillow in place of him. Instead, Caroline wakes to the gentle stirring beneath her and Klaus’ fingers sleepily tracing the curve of her back. His chest rises as he takes a disorientated breath before settling into a contented smile at the sight of her. Caroline can only blink at him in return. She wonders if this is a taste of a normal life. Not the small-town, step-by-step picture book she previously had in mind but the life in which Klaus is present, the life in which she sets foot on his doorstep with every intention to embrace her immortality.

After almost four years, the end is here.

[capnsaveahoe]

tale as old as time

[spuffybooks]

Won't Let You Down Chapter 2

Based on my old Won't Let You Down AU picture edits.

Story Summary: Set in Season 7 of TVD/ Season 3 of TO. Caroline goes missing and Stefan doesn't know what else to do, so he calls Caroline. Klaus goes to Mystic Falls with his sister to try to find out what happened to Caroline.

Read in AO3 or in FF.NET

[klaroveins]

Was it casual when he allowed her to drink his blood straight from the vein while she was dying?

Was it casual when he came all the way from New Orleans for her graduation in Mystic Falls?

Was it casual when he allowed Tyler Lockwood to come back to Mystic Falls even though he was in love with Caroline but understood she was in love with Tyler and only wanted her to be happy?

Was it casual when Tyler was her first love but he intended to be her last?

Was it casual when he offered to show her anywhere around the world, Paris, Rome and Tokyo?

Was it casual when he drew a beautiful picture of her even after she insulted him and didn’t give in to his charms easily?

Was it casual when he let his guard down with her considering he was a paranoid person and she hated him?

Was it casual when he constantly pursued her even when she hated him?

Was it casual when he sacrificed one of his Hybrids that he’d spent centuries working to create, just for a single date with her?

Was it casual when before his death, they shared one final kiss?

Was it casual when she believed he was worth being saved?

Was it casual when she always knew he was never the villain in her story?

NOTHING ABOUT KLAROLINE WAS CASUAL.

[her-soliloquies]

Here's that video of Bradley James swinging his baseball bat like a sword at Big Slick KC

I have no idea if this is the reason for merlin trending BUT you can't tell me this fine man shouldn't be trending anyway!

[morningstargirl666]

hii !!!! do u know any klaroine fics like into eternity by you?? a fic where caroline chooses klaus / klaus is endgame but it follows the original story?? like i dont want an au ! i hope i'm making sense! thank you so much if you answer <3333

Hmmm I think I can think of a few, some are wips tho.

Persistence of Memory by perfectpro / @helpless-in-sleep

Complete. One-shot. Caroline visits Klaus in New Orleans after the last time they saw each other was when they had a fight (they've been bumping into other for years by this point). Doesn't realise his radio silence was not in fact anger, but because he'd completely forgotten her thanks to a spell. Mikaelson siblings guest star, post-canon divergence that really shows that Klaus will fall in love with her no matter the circumstances. There's a detail about his rosary necklace he always wears that I won't spoil but damn, did it change my brain chemistry.

Someone's First Choice by unpublishnovelist

WIP. Multichap. Not finished yet, but really promising. Caroline visits Klaus in New Orleans for Mardi Gras and its beautiful. We love our girl getting what she deserves. I'm so excited for more updates of this.

Does forever work for you? by meet_the_girl_who_can

Complete. One-shot. AU from when Liz dies. Klaus visits her at the funeral and she chooses to leave with him for New Orleans.

throw roses into the abyss by marxandangels / @marxandangels

WIP. Multichap. Another Caroline goes to New Orleans after her mom's death and decides to stay there. Some real iconic scenes in this one, and it continues on, spanning months/years into their relationship. Really good read.

From The Eastern Mountains by Cupcakemolotov / @cupcakemolotov

Complete. One-shot. Smut included, if I remember correctly. Caroline and Klaus keep bumping into each other across the world. The (christmas?) market scene lives rent free in my head. Absolutely iconic.

Wayfarer by perfectpro / @helpless-in-sleep

Another cute little one-shot where they bump into each other in Paris. Perfection.

There's tons more but these are the first that come to mind, some even inspired Into Eternity in some ways. I'll stop there cause I think I'm just going to end up reccing fics I've already recced before. Check out my bookmarks on AO3 and filter by the vampire diaries if you want more - I tend to bookmark everything I read and enjoy.

[f0ur-zombyz]

꙰ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭'𝘴 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘸 (Ronin 'Good' End Oneshot)

You did what had to be done, didn't you? *+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+**+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+**+:｡.｡　☆　｡.｡:+*

Ronin made me do it.

It was such an easy escape. Ronin made me do it. It wasn’t a lie, was it? In the moment, you could feel transparent hands guide yours to Ronin’s. The hands helped yours grip around the knife. Phantom whispers danced in your head, pushing you forward. 

‘Stab me, darling. It would be so easy, so quick. It’s not like I’m the Devil, after all.’ 

Your hands trembled as you responded to the hell-bent Angel.

Ronin made me do it.

The Butcher smiled at you through crazed laughs when you had fallen for his spell. Your first kiss as lovers was poison. It tasted of metal, love, death and decay. When you love the rot, it eventually infects you. 

‘Consider this a courtesy. I’m going to kill you.’

The harsh pink text floated in your vision as your thoughts drifted. She was going to kill you, sending you to join the rot. The distinct pop of white pulled you back to your screen. An exclamation point next to a name that could not be active; goreboy, the recently deceased. Your hands shook as you scrolled through the messages. The decay started to root as you conversed with the remnant left behind. A remnant left to torment you after you had fallen for the rot‘s allure. 

You are predictable, after all. 

As hours floated out of your mind, the thoughts of Ronin didn’t. The pressure of hands would be felt on your shoulders, the whispering voice of teasing comfort flowing into your mind. You played along perfectly, Darling. He had said it himself to you and Angel. You were to be his ‘Make-A-Murderer’. His work of art, his muse. He had given you everything you ever wanted and he would be getting his reward. With everything given, something must be taken.

Ronin gave you his time, his attention. He gave you a muse, a perfect protagonist, a lover. Now it was his turn. He had been given his perfect little serial killer, a lover, and now he was going to claim what was left. 

At least, that’s what the decay desired. In the corner of your eye, in the reflection of your mirrors, he was always there. Angel never came, and soon, you never left. Your single-home became the home of two; the decay and the rot. He was always with you cooing from the dark corners of your mind; watching and whispering from the shadows. Your bed became your safe space, curling into a safe cocoon. He wouldn’t bother you here in the warmth of safety. 

Unfortunately, no fortress lasts forever. Eventually, small cracks form that can be exploited. His false weight on the bed shifted the cocoon, destroying the safety. His hands crept up to your face, bringing your attention to the apparition in your bed. 

I gave you everything you could ever want. Now, we can have that forever. Aren’t you happy, Darling? 

Ronin leaned forward, cold lips placing themselves against your own. The final kiss of a couple should be filled with sadness of departure and nostalgia. This wasn’t the end, it would be a new beginning. In this, the rot of the first kiss had strengthened. Venom and suffocating love consumed your senses. He hadn’t lied to you. You had gotten everything you wanted. Love, a great story, and now, you’d have a fantastical ending. However, there was one thing he had lied about. 

He truly was,

The Devil.

~ a one shot by f0ur-zombyz

[thorns-and-rosewings]

I FINALLY FINISHED IT!!!! MY REAPER KILLCODE STORY IS NOW UP!!!

For anyone who doesn't remember him, it's this version of KC...

If you're interested be sure to have a read! I'm honestly just happy I FINALLY wrote something after so long...

[definedareasofuncertainty]

hi frienddd❤️ (im totally gonna spam your ask box but feel free to choose whichever lyric you wanna use)

guilty as sin

messy top lip kiss , how i long for our trysts

without ever touching his skin , how can i be guilty as sin

Also for @galvanizedfriend who asked for these lyrics too

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She wasn’t doing anything wrong.

In fact, she wasn’t even doing anything. It wasn’t as if she had acted upon any of the… interesting ideas her brain had decided to come up with to torment her late at night. She would chalk it all up to some temporary insanity and, honestly, given the amount of trauma and stress she had gone through ever since she had literally died and come back as a creature of nightmares… it wasn’t as if she could be blamed.

Right?

Caroline held back a sigh, slumping in her chair as she gripped tight onto the table, careful not to break it in her frustration. She could leave. She should leave. Except… she had decided being home all alone was too dangerous given the directions her mind had started to wander, and she could really use the distraction of being around other people.

If only the person she was trying to distract herself from hadn’t decided on a night out as well.

Klaus was shooting pool, out of all things. His siblings playing against him. It seemed almost unreal watching these creatures who seemed to be older than time squabbling and bickering. But what looked very real was Klaus’ backside every time he leaned towards the table.

She bit her lowerlip, her traitorous eyes refusing to look away. God. This was getting ridiculous.

Awful, despicable men who ran her (now ex) boyfriend out of town should not have perfect shoulder-to-waist ratio. Their shirts should not cling to their biceps like that. And they most definitely weren’t allowed to have curls like an angel’s falling over their forehead like that.

She watched as he threw some barb or another after a perfect shot, transfixed. And her gaze must have been burning holes into his back, because he turned around, searching her. And curving his lips into the most sinful smirk when he caught her staring.

Caroline bit down a groan.

He was awful. Terrible. Disgusting. She had to remember that.

Even if Tyler was off to god knows where with god knows who. Even if he had broken up with her through a phone call. Even if her bed felt far too empty and lonely and cold. And even if her mind had become particularly creative and convincing and really, what would a thousand years of experience even feel like?

And maybe, if she just went there once to get this itching done with, she could get this out of her head and move on and-

Nope. Not going there.

She forced herself to close her eyes, even as her breath quickened, images pouring in her brain in flashes of kisses and entangled limbs and the overwhelming scent of him. And-

Caroline opened her eyes to find Klaus sitting across from her at her table, a knowing smile on his lips.

“Good evening, love.”

[galvanizedfriend]

WIP Wednesday

Posting something for WIP Weds in the hopes to get back on my writing horse. It's been tough lately, friends. This is another snippet of Speed Dating. Not directly after this, but some time later.

Anyway, hopes and prayers for me, my dudes. 😔 I need to write again. Also, about this snippet: jealous!klaroline is my not-so-secret guilty pleasure, I shall not apologize.

Conversation began to flow more freely. Rebekah and Elijah started poking at Camille as though she were a creature from a different planet, both evidently curious about Niklaus' girlfriend. Rebekah knew of her, but they were yet to meet. Cami is graceful and smart and lovely in ways she’d never been before, not to Caroline, and they all seem fascinated. Fits right in with Klaus’ family. Fits right in next to Klaus, with a hand around his elbow.

It makes Caroline sick to her stomach. She hates it. More than she hates Dr. Saltzman’s lectures, more than she hates last week’s tofu, more than she hates getting puked on by drunkards during her shifts. She hates it with every fiber of her being, so freaking much she can almost feel the revulsion singing her bones.

Above anything else, she hates how it makes her feel found out, exposed, rubbing the truth of her feelings in her face until she can no longer deny it: Caroline is infected with jealousy.

Up until that moment, she had felt it in short bursts - acute, but fleeting. It was manageable. Debatable, even. But tonight, has completely destroyed all of her defenses. The harsh, cold truth of it crashed down upon her like a giant wave. Every time Klaus even so much as looks at Camille, speaks to her, whenever his hand accidentally brushes up against hers because she’s sitting way too freaking close to him, Caroline feels an irrational spike of murderous anger, followed by an insane and uncontrollable need to throw something heavy across the room. 

She wants to scream.

Something nasty balls in her throat and makes it impossible for her to continue to socialize. The forged indifference she’s worn all night is about to crack. She is locked in battle for her dignity and being positively massacred.  

She needs a drink. Six drinks. Maybe more. Fast. Anything to dull out the brash reaction threatening to come out.

Before anyone can point out that she could just order directly from their booth, she excuses herself and slips out. Funny how she seems to be the only one to notice how utterly unbreathable the air is.

Away from prying eyes, she abandons the cocktails in favor of something more effectively numbing. She downs a shot of whiskey all at once, and then asks for another. When she signals for a third one, the bartender gives her a look. The lonely girl getting hammered at the bar is looking for trouble look.

"I just had dinner with my roommate, whom I may or may not have feelings for, and his siblings, while they get introduced to his girlfriend, ok? I'm having a really bad night, so I'd appreciate it if you could just pour me a shot and kept the judgment to yourself."

The guy shrugs. "Suit yourself."

"Thank you."

The alcohol is meant to melt down the anxious knots in her stomach, dial down her spiking nerves back to acceptable levels, but the first immediate effect is a different one. The prickly discomfort morphs into a kind of ache, dull but heavier. This sudden uncontrollable need to be the object of Klaus' attention, the reason behind his smiles, the theme of all his stories, gains sharper, clearer contours.

The extreme anxiety she's experiencing, she concludes, is illumination. The kind that comes with a heavy object falling on your head and cracking your skull wide open. This visceral reaction is the answer to all the questions she's been mulling over incessantly for months now. Suddenly, Caroline no longer feels crazy; she feels heartbroken.

[notalittlebutalottie]

Klaroline One-Shot Requests [OPEN]

Magically, I’ve returned to writing these two lovebirds and so I thought I’d open up requests for drabbles and one-shots. So, a few rules if you do send a request:

Send it to my ask box - makes it easier to keep track of

No children or children centred plots, including fics where KC are children for the whole drabble - Julie Plec remains on my enemies list for a reason

No smut, but you can request mature/sexually implicit themes

Please don’t expect your request will be fulfilled so feel free to send a couple for me to choose from!

Most tropes accepted, though no omegaverse stuff please and thank you

No sci-fi or regency - I’m too picky about those

Anyhoo, ask away if you so wish~

[sinclairmaxwellao3]

Yeah I know that I just posted a new thing yesterday buuuuttttt...Have some Eclipse angst!

*Yeets this at you and runs.*

[killercooksblog]

KillerCook Baking Challenge

Hey everyone ~ Killer here with another baking challenge. It's October and that means its time to transform everything halloween-themed until next February (probably, that's just how I roll and I don't wanna hear JACK about it from people who put up xmas deco on nov. 1 through the following year)

The challenge: I'm switching up the challenges, no one has to submit ANYTHING to my ask or submission box at ANY time. However, y'all are encouraged to participate! The new 'challenge' is gonna be, seeing if you can match my freak!

What does that mean? It means, that I am going to pick a movie and make a food item that represents a charater from that movie! Anyone is welcome to take their own character, or choose the one I am using as a template, to join in the fun.

So to kick this off - and I'm ignoring that I'm two days late on this, eat me - I am going with a classic -

The Nightmare Before Christmas

I'm choosing Oogie Boogie as my character and I plan to make a bakeable dish that's good to eat any any time of the day! Maybe I'll dye the color green, maybe I'll add tiny candy bugs into the dish itself or as decorative plating. Maybe I'll add playing cards as toppers, WHO KNOWS! I'm a professional deviant!

I'll be posting my dish on Saturday and I'll hope you'll join me in baking! If you're here to eye the tricks and treats, well I hope you're coming with an empty stomach - wouldn't wan't to scare you to death :)

[klaroveins]

It’s Halloween but the only thing haunting me is the fact that Klaroline wasn’t end game.

[visionarystoryteller]

Get Down Tonight || Roman Reigns

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Inspired by ‘Get Down Tonight’ by KC and The Sunshine Band

Warnings: Implied smut

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X Reader - You

Roman Reigns - The Tribal Chief - Leati ‘Joe’ Anoa’i

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It was one of the bigger executives idea to throw a disco themed party about 2 weeks before Summerslam. Everyone was still stressed from the last pay per view and needed some unwinding before they all snapped and caused serious injury to themselves or each other at summerslam.

You weren’t talent per say, well not athletically speaking. You were one of the few interviewers that traveled between Raw and Smackdown. It was tiring but it was a fun job to be close to different talents all the time. You had grown quite close to the smackdown talents, some say even close with the one and only Tribal Chief, Roman Reigns. You had started your job the same day he had returned from being home for the worlds shutdown of the coronavirus. He was all tall and brooding with an air of confidence and power that nearly knocked you on your ass the first time you interviewed him. His deep voice that held a small tone of sultry, god was it heaven. Then there was his facial hair that just complimented his chiseled face, the gods had taken their time with him. After the show had closed that night, he and his cousins, introduced themselves properly, totally different from some of the other talents who seemed to maintain character even after the show needed. While the twins and Solo seemed to follow him wherever he may go, you two still managed to get closer, which was a surprise to his cousins as during shutdown, he finalized his divorce and swore off looking at women and pursuing anything…boy how was he wrong when you came into the picture. Something with you just struck him and slowly over time on camera, the tension shifted and fans noticed how he was with you. He even made sure you traveled as their personal interviewer because Joe wouldn’t talk with anyone else. All noticed by their colleagues.

So here you were, meeting the bloodline at the party, dressed in a fringe silver dress that made you feel absolutely beautiful.

Joe entered the banquet hall with the twins, Jon and Josh along with Sefa. Joes eyes scanned the hall, no doubt looking for you. You were being pulled around by different people, mingling, trying to catch your own glimpse to see if Leati was here. He may have seemed liked he hated being called by his first name, as most addressed him as Joe, but when you said it he loved it. You both had caught glimpses of each other the whole night it seemed liked, never crossing paths. That was until the music finally played. That was when the real party had started.

The room filled with the guitars of Kc and the Sunshine Bands ‘Get Down Tonight’. Joe looked across the dance floor that was becoming more filled with people and caught your eyes.

“Honey-honey, me and you

And do the things, ah, do things that we like to do”

Sefa watched as his older cousin had his eyes locked on you and signaled the twins to watch. Joe, completely ignoring his family, rose his finger and called to you with the ‘come here’ motion. The two of you like moths to a flame found each other. Joe reach his hand out to you, you put it in his own, and he spun you to him, the fringes of your dress going crazy with the movement. Joe looked down at you, having your back to his chest.

“Y/N” he whispered in sultry to you.

“Leati” you reply breathlessly, before he spins you back out, arms length away.

“Baby-baby, I’ll meet you- same place, same time

Where we can get together, and ease up our mind”

You and Joe moved fluidly to the music, his hands on your waist every chance he got to help move your hips to the beat.

Everyone around you was aware of how engrossed you two looked with one another. It was as of if the rest of the world ceased to exist.

The way your body moved and rolled along with Joes was erotic on its own, but was only heightened with the looks he kept giving you.

With your back to his chest as the line of the song ‘get down tonight’ replayed you swung your hips low to the floor with your arms still touching and reaching for him behind you. Joe reached down and picked you up with ease, tossing you in the air to turn you around and caught you, right leg instinctively wrapping around his hip and thigh. Joe looked down at you to see you looking at him with hooded eyes before dipping you back to watch you roll back up to his chest, his hand caressing your back the whole time before holding you to him before repeating the process once more and keeping you a little always away from his face.

“You keep rolling your body like that and I will bend you over the closest table in front of all our colleagues “ Joe rasped quietly to you. You looked at him with doe eyes.

“Maybe I want you to Leati” you whisper as the song starts coming to a close. Joes jaw ticks as he looks at you with dark eyes. Joe brings his face to you neck and bite behind your ear, the process being covered by both of your hairs, so no one could see. You let out a moan that was almost noticeable to everyone else around as the song died down.

“You better get the pretty ass down tonight for me” Joe whispered as the song ended and kept you close. You looked into his eyes and nodded.

Everyone who watched you two dance clapped and couldn’t stop talking about the two of you, but the two of you didn’t pay attention as Joe whisked you put the banquet hall out to the suv and got you in before getting in himself.

“Oh, do a little dance, make a little love

Get down tonight”