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fandom-imagines-stories · 4 years ago

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A Bourbon Street Wedding

Enzo St. John x Mikaelson! Reader

Part 4 of 4: ( Part One, Part Two, Part Three)

Words: 3859

Summary: The big day has finally arrived. You couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect.

Notes: I can’t believe it’s been around 3ish years since I started this series. To anyone out there who is still reading, thank you! This is the final part in my Enzo and the Originals Series and I really hope you guys enjoyed. Thank you so much for reading! Warning: So much fluff ahead. Lovey dovey fluff, family fluff, just all kinds of fluff.

The New Orleans’ sound did not wake you up. It was the feeling of someone looming over you as you slept that crept deep into your slumbering mind and forced you awake. Your eyes fluttered open and you screamed. Caroline stood over you, hands on her hips and rage in her eyes.

“How are you still sleeping?” She shrieked yanking the covers off of you. You groaned and turned your head to look at the alarm clock. “The wedding is only seven hours away! We need to get ready!” Enzo rolled over, covering his ears with his pillow. Caroline grabbed your hand and Enzo’s arm and dragged you out of the bed.

“Caroline, I appreciate how much you’ve done to help, but-” Enzo started groggily. Caroline shoved a bag of hair product at him and pushed him out into the hall.

“Damon got here earlier, he’s waiting downstairs for you.”

“But-”

“No, buts, we are already way behind schedule.” Caroline huffed. Her planner-face calmed and she smiled at both of you, stepping to the side so you could look at each other. “Alright, you two. This is it.” The last time you would see each other before the ceremony. You just stared at Enzo, speechless. Neither of you could even begin to know what to say, so you just laughed nervously. Caroline slammed the door. “Okay, let’s do this.”

Bonnie, Rebekah, and Hayley all burst into the room. Hayley pushed play on the stereo and music blasted, mostly cheesy romance songs that Caroline had insisted upon. Bonnie popped a bottle of champagne and Rebekah toyed with your hair while Hayley and Caroline talked about their daughters.

“Hope is staying with her grandmother this morning. Mary is bringing her later.” Hayley explained.

“Ric’s staying with the girls. He sends his best.” Caroline announced. You nodded and smiled. Alaric was your friend, despite his complicated relationship with the rest of your family. Then again, most of your friends had a complicated relationship with your family. Caroline scowled. “Stefan has elected himself as the selfless martyr who will not be attending so he doesn’t ‘cause a scene’.” She rolled her eyes. You took her hand swinging it back and forth playfully.

“You deserve better.” You noted. Bonnie raised a glass.

“Amen to that.” She handed out the drinks and the morning passed by with many giggles and indecisive arguments over what color lipstick you should wear. When all was settled, you were cast into a frenzy of makeup and hair curlers until Caroline declared your look to be ‘just right’.

Meanwhile, downstairs, a reluctant vampire stood outside the gate, tempted to turn around and run as fast as he could in the opposite direction. Of course, the first person to greet him didn’t exactly put his mind at ease.

“Damon Salvatore…” Klaus chuckled darkly. “What a pleasure to see you again.”

“Niklaus.” Elijah called from inside. “Do stop frightening the best man.” The oldest living Mikaelson came out and stood by his brother. “Hello Damon.” Damon gave the pair a reluctant wave. The magic witchy Mikaelson- one that Damon didn’t even know existed until now- invited him in and the three lead him to the room where Enzo was getting ready. Damon death-glared him as Freya went upstairs and the brothers stood on either side of him, like minions of death.

“Please tell me you’ve got bourbon.” He grumbled, side-glancing the two originals, waiting for one to pounce. Enzo watched in irritation as Damon threw his stupid, trademarked leather jacket onto the chair. Kol glared from his spot on the sofa.

“I thought we’d already gone over the guest list.” He sneered. “I would’ve made sure that this-”

“Behave yourself Kol.” Elijah warned.

“It’s nice to know none of you have changed.” Damon snarked, snatching up the bottle of bourbon on the side-table. He poured himself a drink and downed it quickly. “And neither has your taste in liquor.” Enzo growled.

“You’re here for a reason, Damon.” He groaned. “You already missed the bachelor party, now please, do something helpful.”

“You missed one hell of a night, Damon.” Kol smirked, licking his lips.

“Yeah, I heard about those call girls going missing.” Damon noted. “I’m surprised at you, Elijah. I never took you for one of us miscreants.” Elijah kept up his stoic expression, his tone betraying his slight annoyance.

“I refrained from last night's activities.”

“He was absolutely no fun.” Klaus whined. “Lovesick fool. Hayley’s practically got him on a leash.” Kol and Klaus both snickered. Elijah shook his head, but couldn’t stop himself from smiling. He really was a lovesick fool, not that he was ashamed to admit it. And with Davina and Cami both gone, he didn’t reprimand his brothers for their partying.

“I believe that I was not the only so-called ‘buzzkill’ at the party.” He pointed out, his eyes on the groom. Damon’s jaw dropped.

“Enzo?” He fake-gasped. “Has our blood-thirsty party man finally turned into a hopeless romantic?” Enzo rolled his eyes and shrugged.

“Just because I’m not a brute, doesn’t mean I’m a hopeless romantic.” He smirked. “Undeniably in love, yes. But not hopeless.”

“I think I’m going to be sick.” Kol pretended to gag. “You remember you’re speaking of my twin? I know a couple secrets about her you would not find so romantic.”

“Kol.” Elijah scolded. “We wouldn’t want Lorenzo getting cold feet now would we?”

“Yes because then I would have to remove them.” Klaus threatened, casting a dark look to the groom. Enzo gulped and began to tie his tie over his pristine white shirt. Elijah had picked it out, which meant that it was the best money could buy.

You both looked perfect. After all, this was the biggest moment in all your centuries of living. The girls gathered around you and let out a collective sigh of awe. This was it.

The guests were beginning to arrive and you felt your heart pounding, wishing that you could be with him to calm your nerves. But of course, it’s bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the ceremony and with your shared history of weddings, you needed all the luck you could get. And so you waited, tapping your foot at an alarming speed and trying to take deep breaths.

“Everything alright dear sister?” Kol wondered with a smirk, leaning against your doorway. Caroline, Rebekah, Bonnie and Hayley were all getting ready to be the perfect bridesmaids and Freya was preparing to officiate the wedding. She had been so excited when you asked her and you couldn’t think of anyone else you wanted to say the words ‘I now pronounce you husband and wife’.

“What could go wrong?” You looked at your twin and smiled nervously. Kol’s face suddenly darkened.

“Well I can think of something.” He growled. You turned to see who he was looking at and gasped. Kol stepped towards Marcel. “I don’t recall sending your invitation.”

“I just came to tell Y/N congratulations.” He held up his hands a sign of peace. “I don’t want to cause any problems. Not today.” Kol continued to loom ferociously over Marcel until you stepped in between them.

“Kol, why don’t you go make sure that Klaus hasn’t killed any of the guests? I don’t want a single speck of blood on him when he and Elijah walk me down the aisle.” You were able to shoo him away before he could object, turning back to Marcel with fiery eyes. “Of all the days you decide to make amends…”

“I’m not asking for your forgiveness for not telling you I was alive all those years.” He started. “I’m asking you not to hate me. All I want is for things to go back to the way they were before everything happened. We were pretty close friends, you and me.”

Thick as thieves, more like it. While Marcel was like a son to your older brother and a lover to Rebekah, he was always one of your dearest friends. You were devastated when you believed your father had killed him. When you discovered he was really alive, you were both relieved and furious. All those years and never once had he reached out to find you. Seeing him stand before you now erased all of your anger.

“You say it like I’ve forgotten.” You cried, pulling him into a hug. “Thank you for coming, Marcel. You don’t know how much it means to me.” You pushed away with a small smile on your face and tears in your eyes.

“Hey,” He comforted, placing a hand on your cheek. “We can’t have you crying before the wedding.”

“Would you stay?” You pleaded. “Please, Marcel. It would make this day even more perfect.” He gave you a look.

“Can you promise none of your siblings are going to try to kill me?”

“You know I can’t.” You both laughed and he agreed to stay, sneaking down into the courtyard where the ceremony was taking place. With him gone, you were alone again and the unstoppable nerves returned. “Come on, Y/N. You have faced centuries of trials and vicious enemies. You’re just-”

“Pledging to spend the rest of eternity with someone with probably as much emotional baggage as yourself?” Klaus finished, stepping into the room. Elijah had managed to get him into a suit and he completed it with his famous mischievous grin.

“Shouldn’t you be downstairs with Elijah?” You put your hands on your hips.

“Oh come now, don’t be so cross. It is, after all, the happiest day of your life.” He replied smugly. “I simply wanted a word with you before the festivities begin.” He led you to sit on one of the sofas, taking your hand in his own.

“What’s this about, Nik?”

“I know that I have been… difficult these past centuries.” He smirked and you couldn’t help but laugh in agreement. “The truth is, Y/N, that I am completely afraid of losing your love to someone else. But I have seen the way you are with Enzo and I simply cannot bring myself to take it away from you. I may be a selfish bastard, but even I do not wish to see you unhappy. I wish you the most joyous life, Y/N.”

“Klaus,” You placed a kiss on your brother’s shoulder. “My love for you will never falter or diminish, no matter how much of a thorn in my side you are.” He gave you the loving smile that you often wished to see more of. Klaus was troubled and all you hoped for was that one day he would find the kind of happiness you had found with Enzo.

“You look stunning.” Elijah noted from the doorway. He held out his arm. “Shall we?” Klaus and you stood and the three of you walked down to where you would be entering. Caroline and Bonnie would be first, then Rebekah with Damon, and Kol insisted on announcing you like some kind of queen. You were pretty sure he just wanted to get a laugh out of the crowd before you walked down the aisle. Of course, it was just nice to have your twin want to take part.

You could feel yourself trembling as Caroline and Bonnie started walking. Rebekah and Damon were bickering even as they began down the aisle. You took shaky breaths and felt Elijah chuckle.

“Everything is going to be fine.” He assured you.

“You know, it’s never too late for me to kill him.” Klaus whispered and you elbowed his side. Kol gave you one final smirk before heading out to the front of the space.

“Ladies and gentlemen!” He greeted. “You are all here to celebrate the union between Enzo St. John and my beautiful sister, Y/N Mikaelson. Us being twins, I could share a great deal of stories about Y/N…” He looked back towards you and you glared at him. “But that will have to wait until the reception. Now, without further adieu,” He had an exceptionally smug smile on his face now and you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his final words. “Here comes the bride.”

Enzo finally was allowed to turn around as the music began to play. His heart leapt and his breath hitched. You were the most gorgeous thing he had ever seen. In fact, gorgeous wasn’t even the right word for it. Nothing could describe how you looked as you walked towards him. As if his eyes alone had calmed you, you felt your nerves wash away and the brightest smile spread across your face as you took the first step down the aisle. The faces of your closest friends turned towards you and with each step, you felt emotions bubbling up inside. As you reached the end, Klaus gave you a wink before taking his place beside Damon, removing a stake for his pocket.

“Klaus!” You hissed. He gave you a mischievous grin.

“Couldn’t resist.” He said, Damon taking the stake from him. Elijah lifted your veil and you felt a tear roll down your cheek. He smiled and wiped it away, placing a kiss on your forehead.

Freya beamed at you as she greeted the crowd and thanked them for coming to witness your union. Enzo couldn’t take his eyes off of you. The ceremony itself was simple and you and Enzo stared into each other’s eyes the entire time.

“May I have the rings?” Your oldest sister asked. Damon handed Enzo your ring and Rebekah handed you his. “The couple has prepared their own vows.” Freya nodded for you to begin and you took a deep breath, taking both of his hands in yours.

“The first day we met, you were trying to kill my best friend. However, just a few years previous so had I.” You laughed through the tears now freely falling down your face. “I thought that the only promise I would make was to my family. Our code of always being there for each other, and although it has been tested- multiple times-” You shot Klaus a look. “I want to extend that to you. I promise to love you and to protect you and cherish you. Always and forever.” You slid the ring onto his finger and laughed to yourself, wiping away the tears. You looked into his eyes to see that he was crying too.

“I didn’t know what it was like to be loved.” He began and for a moment you thought he’d blubber more than you had. He always was a romantic. But he composed himself as best he could. “Until I met you. You saw past all of the bloodshed in my past. All of my pain and anger. You had had your fair share of hurt over the years and you decided to take a broken soul and mend it. You saved me.” He took a deep breath, feeling a tear roll down his cheek. “And I plan to spend the rest of our lives trying to repay you for the love that you’ve shown me. Always and forever.” He put the ring on your finger and you both laughed at how emotional you both were. Freya smiled.

“What are you waiting for? Kiss her.” The crowd erupted in applause as Enzo dramatically pulled you into his arms and lowered you into a dip before kissing you for the first time as your husband.

The reception was held at Rousseau’s, which was heavily decorated with roses and lights to the point that it no longer looked like a bar, but something from a fairy tale. Again, the handy work of Caroline. Klaus watched Caroline from his seat at the head table as everyone waited for you and Enzo to arrive.

“Now that Lorenzo is officially family, I recommend you don’t give him the same treatment that you gave us for the past few centuries.” Elijah straightened his cufflinks with a smile, giving Klaus a side glance.

“Of course not, Elijah. The daggers don't work on him.” Klaus grinned mischievously. “Although, there’s always the crypt in the basement.”

“Don’t even think about it.” Rebecca chimed in. Elijah looked across the table to Hayley, feeling a deep desire to one day have this with her. To have the happiness that his sister was now experiencing. Hayley saw him and smiled, her eyes lighting up his soul, or whatever was left of it. Perhaps one day...

The doors opened and the newlyweds entered. You still couldn’t quite believe it. In all your years of living, you couldn’t think of a moment when you were half as happy as you were now. Enzo’s fingers were laced with yours as you walked towards the main table, seeing the smiles on your friends and family’s faces. The guests cheered as you took your seats. Dinner was quickly served and it wasn’t long before Rebecca stood, tapping her glass with her spoon to get the room’s attention.

“Ah yes, it is time for the dreaded speeches.” She announced with a smile. “Being the maid of honor, I am obligated to speak for my dear older sister. And since I have over a thousand years of stories, it was difficult to pick just one. I succeeded however, in finding a memory that I believe best describes my sister.

“She and Elijah were the only two to escape Klaus without being daggered and shoved into a box.” She gave Klaus a brief glare before continuing. “In the late 1800’s, when I awoke, many things had changed. People I loved turned their back on me.” Her eyes came across Marcel, but didn’t linger for long. “Elijah reintroduced me back into society, but it was Y/N who helped me nurse a broken heart. She made me believe in my own strength again. Y/N showed me the love that only an older sister could. I am beyond delighted that her heart has finally found its equal.” She looked at Enzo happily and feigned a scowl. “But know that should anything happen to her, you will not only have my brothers to worry about.”

“Duly noted.” Enzo nodded, his hand having never left yours. All eyes were now on the best man. Damon took a long drink from his glass and stood reluctantly.

“There isn’t a lot I can say about Enzo before him and Y/N met. When Enzo and I first knew each other we were prisoners. We were trapped together, tortured together, and experimented on.” You felt Enzo’s grip on your hand tighten at the memory. “When I got my chance to escape, I took it. I betrayed him. Decades later, he swore revenge on me and tried to kill my girlfriend.” Reading the confusion in the crowd, he smirked. “Don’t worry, this bromance has a happy ending.”

“Of sorts.” Enzo whispered to you and you both laughed quietly.

“My point is that Enzo hated my guts until Y/N got him to forgive me. I believe her words were ‘There are better ways to spend an eternity than seeking revenge. Especially against an old friend.’ Anyway, here I am and here they are, so I guess we all know the end of that story.” Damon glanced at you and despite his usual smirk, you could see the sincerity in his eyes. “Elena was always rooting for the two of you to end up together, so that meant I have to too.” The crowd chuckled at his last comment, but you stood up from your chair and pulled the snarky vampire into a hug.

“Thank you, Damon.” You whispered. “I miss her too.” You felt him return the embrace and smile sadly against your cheek.

“She would have loved this, you know. All the gushy romance and twinkling lights.” He said, fixing a hair that had fallen out of place and tucking it behind your ear. You nodded.

“You’ll have this with her someday, Damon. And when you do, I will be the one giving the speech.”

“Over my dead body, Mikaelson.” He snarked. “But I guess is Mikaelson St. John now. Jeez, that’s a mouthful.”

“Sit down, Salvatore.” You shook your head in amusement. As you went back to your seat beside your husband, you noticed a member of the wedding party’s chair was empty. A rush of panic shot through you. “Elijah, where’s Klaus?”

All of your siblings turned to the vacant seat and their eyes widened. Everyone started to split up to go find him before he could cause any trouble.

“I’ll go get Caroline, she went to the bathroom.” Bonnie said, taking off in the direction of the restrooms. You and Enzo decided to check the kitchen but were not at all prepared for what you would find. Sure enough, there was Klaus. And Caroline. On the counter. You quickly shut the door, trying to contain your laughter. You took Enzo’s hand and headed back to the table, grinning like an idiot.

“Well it’s about time.”

As the night slowly died down, Enzo clinked his glass to acquire the crowd’s attention. Everyone focused on him as he stood, shooting you a bright smile.

“May I have everyone’s attention? First and foremost I would like to thank each of you for coming out to celebrate this wondrous occasion. Some of you are from this beautiful city, and some came all the way from a small town called Mystic Falls.” He turned to Damon and smirked before returning his loving gaze to you. “But to end the night, I wanted to say a few words to my new wife, Y/N.” You felt the blush rise to your cheeks and the warmth rush over you.

“A few months ago, I discovered who my family was. As it turns out, after a century of searching and hoping, they turned out to be a bunch of thieves and betrayers. No resemblance to me, I’m sure.” The room laughed. “I’ll admit that I was crushed. But now, the Mikaelsons have accepted me into their family, some more willing than others.” Klaus shrugged with a smirk, still flushed from his little rondevu earlier.

“I almost had you.” He teased. Enzo continued, holding his hand out for you, lifting you to stand beside him.

“None of this would have happened if it wasn’t for the brilliant, caring, incredibly sexy-” he winked and you giggled, “most wonderful girl that came into my life when I thought I had no reason left to live.” You laid a hand on his shoulder, feeling tears start to well up in your eyes as they started to in his. “She made me see that maybe there was a slight shred of hope in this eternity we were both stuck with. Y/N became my world. A world I would do anything to protect.” His hand slipped into yours. “Now we may have our disagreements, and I’m sure we have a long road of bickering and evading certain doom.” He held up his glass in one last toast for the night. “So here’s to one hell of a forever.”

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dizzydancingdreamer · 4 years ago

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A Very Merry Mikaelson Christmas | The Mikaelsons #10 & #11

Request: @activist-af “10+11 with Klaus and Kol, the tree thing with Elijah but like everyone is there. I’m really taking advantage of you saying ‘send in as many as you want’”

Prompt(s): “Do you think this is enough?” “You bought everything in the store! Twice!” & “Put a scarf on before you freeze.”

Word Count: 900ish

Christmas Master List

You walk out of the little shop on Bourbon street, flanked by four Mikaelsons, the store bell chiming cheerfully and the sun shining on your chilled nose. You rub your hands together, trying and failing to stir some warmth back into your bones. You wouldn’t expect it but New Orleans in December can be pretty cold. You miss the summer, even the sticky heat is better than this. Elijah steps up beside you, taking your hands in his and kissing your fingertips. You smile at him, admiring the way his eyes crinkle back at you.

The streets are bustling with people, more so than usual, no doubt because of the quickly approaching holidays. Your little group easily blends in, allowing each of you a tiny sense of normalcy from your usually hectic lives. Christmastime is always wonderful for that. It’s a welcome reprieve. You slip your hand into Elijah’s, tugging him further down the street. You grin wider when you hear the others following behind you.

“Do you think this is enough?” You hear Kol muse quietly behind you and picture the seven bags of Christmas decorations in his hands, giggling happily at the thought.

You turn, looking over your shoulder at the brown haired, brown eyed vampire and his blonde haired, blue eyed brother with his mouth wide open in disbelief. Your heart sings at the sight of them behaving in such a mundane manner. They deserve these little bits of peace.

“Brother,” you can tell Klaus is trying his best to not to cause a scene, “you bought everything in the store! Twice! It’s one party, I’m sure no one will be counting how many strings of lights are on the tree.”

“Trees,” Rebekah chimes in, her sweet voice swirling through the chilly air, “Kol made us get more than one, remember?”

Klaus raises his arms dramatically, letting them fall back to his sides with a small thud, “silly me, how could I forget?”

You laugh again at the three of them, clutching Elijah’s hand tighter. He leans down, placing a warm kiss to your frosty cheek. You snuggle closer to him, slipping your hands into his jacket and against his chest. He’s like your own personal furnace, radiating warmth and smelling like oak trees and a touch of tobacco. He’s perfect. You glance back at the others, still bickering in the middle of the street. They all are.

Kol tilts his head to the side, his eyes far away in thought, “See, I don’t think we have enough lights. I really would feel better if we got more.”

Klaus finally cracks a smile, probably out of exhaustion, “again, brother, as Rebekah so clearly expressed, perhaps if you hadn’t put up four Christmas trees then we wouldn’t need to buy every string of lights on this side of the Mississippi.”

This time you burst into full on giggles, drawing the eyes of many people passing by but you couldn’t care less about them. This is your family and you’re going to laugh with them until you can’t anymore. Klaus meets your gaze, his eyes shining and his eyebrows raised.

“And just what are you laughing about, hmm? If I’m recalling this right,” he steps towards you, cupping your cheeks with delightfully warm hands, “you helped him sneak them in and set them up, love.”

He leans down, his hands still on your cheeks, and kisses your forehead. You close your eyes and sink into him for a moment, a wide smile on your face and your arms still tucked under Elijah’s coat.

“I couldn’t say no to him,” you mumble to him softly, “he was determined. You have to admit, they are a nice addition to the courtyard.”

Klaus pulls back, a soft smile on his lips, “if you say so, love.”

You peer over his shoulder at Kol who tosses you a wink, mouthing I love you and shaking his head. You scrunch your nose at him as your hands are pulled from Elijah’s chest and into a soft pair of gloves. Rebakah clasps your fingers between hers, massaging some warmth into them the same way her brother did. Her ears are covered with puffy, pink earmuffs and she has a scarf around her neck to match, wearing them like she’s on a Paris runway. Winter is a good look on her.

“You really need to dress for the weather better,” Bekah tuts, “you can’t avoid winter by pretending it doesn’t exist, lovey.”

“She’s right, darling,” Kol strides into the little circle his family has created around you, leaning in to press a quick kiss to your hairline, “please put a scarf on before you freeze.”

You roll your eyes at him but accept Bekah’s scarf as she wraps it around your neck, pulling it to cover your cheeks. You really don’t know what you would do without any of them. You would survive, you know that much, but would it be worth it? Elijah grabs your hand again, tugging you down the street once more.

“I think we should get hot chocolate,” he looks around the street, checking for cars before pulling you across the road on a mission, “I saw a booth the other day that the 9th ward coven set up and the line was outrageous,” he glances down at you, a wide smile on his lips, “which means it must be amazing.”

You stand on your toes, kissing his cheek softly, “let’s do it, Eli.”

No, you decide, it wouldn’t be worth it without them.

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fandom-imagination-ss · 4 years ago

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Authors Note: Hey! So this is a request. And it’s a Smut So perpare yourself. Sorry it took so long, between trying too write it. And Drama with life. I got too be a proud owner of a Shinny new Sickness! Lol 😂 I was in and out for a week. NOT COVID! My skull is swelling up, Long story short. The Doctor I delt with refused too take my Swollen Skull and my memory lost (which I was having ) as serious. He diagnosed it with I had a Bad reaction too a bug bite… been dealing with this issues since Feb before the bugs were out. He refused too do tests on me until there is Snow on the ground.. (I’m Dead serious! I have too wait until November/ December too have this be a taken seriously)It’s been a hassle. The stories alone about the Memory loss should be a different post cause in the. Short week I was having memory issues I got into weird situations. My head however now is better! Still slightly swollen and I’m on day 13 of headaches. Now that my personal excuse for why this is so late is explained I would like too also apologize if it’s Not what you wanted lol 😂 Smut isn’t something I’m use too writing and I struggled. So Hopefully it’s Good! And as requested It’s LONG on word it’s 12 pages long lol so Enjoy the length!

Did I Proof read?: Define proofread lol

Rating: Rating is Smut! So 18 +

Warnings?: unprotected sex, sub / Dom like behaviour (loosely) public sexual acts, adult Toys

Paring: Klaus and Y/N

Appearances by: Klaus mikelson, Kol and Elijah Mikelson

Length of imagine: 12 pages

Requested imagine:

You have had three encounter with Klaus Mikaelson, All awkward, strange and each time endings with you Begging and Hoping too Die from your embarrassment. Each time unsuccessful dying from it. But it gave your classmate Kol (who happens too be Klaus’s Brother) ammo too torment you. Kol being a classmate / friend / tormented. He was a friendenemy. You sort of got along, but he loved, LOVED teasing you! Especially after you met his other brothers.

The first encounter you had with Kol’s brother Klaus. was at a bar with Kol, a few of your friends from class. All of you were learning too be Lawyers. Studying for the Bar, extremely exhausted from your long week. You were dragged too the bar. Where you Drank. (If remembering correctly It was Kol who was shoving the shots too everyone) that’s when the Greek god creature came into the Bar an attractive man. Avenge height, possessing curled dirty-blond hair and dark blue eyes that contrasts with his pearl-white skin. he is well-built. With a delicate and yet masculine face, he dressed casually for the for bar. Wearing jeans, a shirt, and a jacket. He was at t he bar ordering a drink as you shamefully commented, “Now that is a bum I would like too Bite.”

Your friends roared with laughter noticing who you meant as Kol spoke loudly, ‘that my dear Girl Is my brother. Klaus! Come over here.”

Klaus walked over as he spoke, “Hello- what are you all. Up too?”

“being horrified.” Kol spilled your comment too he’s brother who just laughed as you gasped as Klaus Simply said thanks and walked off. You hit Kol hard on the arm for that.

After that Klaus was seen more often you didn’t interact with him much, you were polite but kept your distant cause the comments you made about his bum was still on full display in your mind.l too humiliated. It wasn’t until you were forced into a group session with Kol did you see him face too face again. This Time you stumbled right over your own foot. And he caught you quickly but he’s hand sliced all your buttons open on your blouse reveling your bright Pink bra that was a push up. You gasped quickly covering yourself as he’s other brother Elijah came in. And saw the scene. As he spoke, “I think Kol is in his room..”

“thanks-“ you hurried off trying too fix your shirt as you got upstairs. The next encounter you were sitting with Sasha a friend from school and talking about the famous Charming, extremely Hot brothers. The Mikaelson’s.

“Kol is a heartthrob.”

Sasha curled her hair tonight a rare occasion since she hated putting heat too it. But after hearing that the Mikaelsons could be at this Party tonight she spent hours perfection her looks. You spend the normal amount of time. Kol drove you crazy with comments and being a general Ass, Elijah was Far too Perfect. With the Jaw that could Cut thru metal! And with two embarrassing encounters with Klaus you had NO intention too get chummy with that family!

“Kol is just a player- probably catch something form him.” Sasha laughed as she spoke, “Klaus is hot- and Elijah you can’t say they aren’t!”

Noddig your head, the room was buzzing as you crossed your arms leaning forward on the table looking a t your friend / roommate.

“they are very attractive- But you got too admit Kol is a player.” ‘what is Elijah?”

“The marrying type.” She laughed as she poke “What about Klaus?” You rolled your shoulders again.

“Klaus is the sort of guy who is other going too break your heart unimaginably with the amount of Passsion and Zest too Life he has.. Or he is the Bad boy searching for his good girl too change his life- Or just a more Cunning player Like Kol.”

You both laughed until you heard a deep voice behind you.

“is that really what you think of me Luv?”

You didn’t need too turn- you knew your luck wasn’t great! Every time you mention Klaus out loud he was near. This just proved it! Turning too confirm you your nightmare. He was sitting alone having a Drink.he was smug about hearing your conversation So Smug that you just got up and left.

Hours later you were stumbling around their compound.the Party was loud, your friends were all over the place, everyone including yourself was very tipsy. Or on the verge of not remembering the events of the night. You were searching for a bathroom when you came across Klaus he was standing tall as he had a burnet hair women kneeling in front of him, her hair was being held up and twisted and held tightly by Klaus. He’s head was leaned backward in pure pleasure. You caught the sight better realizing he was being giving head. You heard the loud “Gulps” and moans from the girl pleasuring him. You gasped softly stepping over grabbing the door and slowly closing the door, klaus noticed you as he grinned weakly as you quickly closed the door.

The fourth time.. was the most awkward one of All. You recently graduated when Kol offered you a Job. It was odd too have a recent graduate offering jobs but he’s family owned the most respected law firm in New Orleans. And you weren’t giving many oppunities due too Kol being a Dick. He told every law firm in the city about your passions. You are a Cryptozoology, A fourth generation Cryptozoology! Your family has been in search of Bigfoot for generations basically since your ancestors stepped foot on American soil they were searching for the big Hairy creature that is Bigfoot. You studied the mystical creature for years until you turned too being a lawyer cause you were tired of living in a trailer and having barely any food. It was really a hobby. Vs a real job. Somehow Kol discovered your secret and he blacked balled you from every respectful law firm in the city. Making the offer too work with him and his’ brothers annoying. But bills. Won over self respect!

Klaus discovered you sitting at a desk one morning, you worked there for a week before he noticed you as he spoek, ‘what you doing here?”

“I was hired- by Kol and Elijah?”

He sighed heavily storming off into his office as Kol reached over pinching your arm. You yelped owe as he spoke, “how was that meeting?”

You shoved him off your desk as you fixed your paper he sat on. “He’s annoyed you didn’t tell him?’

“I tohught he would be amused about it- I mean you do make a complete ass of yourself in front of him. Must really like him.” You chuckled softly shoving Kol away as you went back too work. Getting up an hour later too hand some paper work too Klaus, you went too his Desk dropping off the papers when you felt your Phone slip out of your pocket, it hit the corner of your foot and slide on the carpet and slide right under Klaus’s desk. Great! You muttered too yourself going on your hands and knees too find your phone. You found it but couldn’t reach it so you crawled around too the Desk pushing the chair aside as you climbed under the Wooden Desk. When you heared Klaus’s booming voice. Telling he’s Assistant too not too be disturbed for an hour. You went too move but your skirt got caught on a nail under the desk and you couldn’t move. Klaus walked over too his Desk unaware of you as he instantly pulled out his cock from his trousers.

You were stunned seeing his manhood. You joked before about biting his bum but Never did you imagine too be in a postion like this. It was itches from your face. As he opened a drawer he was silent as he reached down giving himself a squeeze slowly awaking his half stiffen Cock. You realized NOW you couldn’t just announce yourself! It would be too awkward! So you watched. Hearing A faint sound of a video playing he had lotion on his hand as he was stroking his impressive cock. Completely unaware of you. Watching him treating himself. You couldn’t help but feel the tingle between your legs watching and hearing his faint soft moans. Hearing the door open eh shifted moving closer too his Desk cursing.

“I ASKED TOO BE ALONE!”

His hand didn’t leave his cock and now it was itches from your face you had too lean your head backwards to make sure too not touch his cock with your mouth he tuck himself tightly into the desk. Trying too conceal himself.

“Sorry but I was searching for Y,N?”

You watched as Klaus squeezed his cock tighter hearing your name he groaned other in frustration or pleasure as he snapped, “SHE’S NOT HERE GO!” You couldn’t just sneak out after this. Not from the office door now! You knew Klaus had a patio, and attached too it was a fire escape you plotted your escape as he kept his assault on his cock. He’s moans got slightly louder. You fought too join in or too touch yourself. It happened suddenly he cummed but he didn’t have a tissue and it went all over your face. And into your gaping mouth that was hanging watching the heated view of his cock. He cursed softly as he shuffled up, fixing himself and going out of the room propbaby too find tissues. You took that as your chance. You ripped your skirt too escape as you climbed out fast and thru his patio.whipping your face you stood ther stunned. Standing there covered in your boss’s cum. What surprised you was how instantly you swallowed his seed. He’s delicious seed. You didn’t marvel in his taste for long before you ran down the fire escape sneaking back into the building and using a bathroom too clean up.

Something about watching a Hot guy, who happen too be your boss rub one out inches from your face and explode all over your face that made you incredibly horny. You debuted on quickly teasing yourself off in a stall but you were already been missing from your desk. And didn’t think that was wise.

Using your brain over your body which wanted too have a quick orgasms just made your heat fester all day. Kol insisted too join in at the bar after work too get drinks. You almost refused until he asked what happened too your skirt. And you realized how torn it was. And that made you say Yes too just stop him from asking questions.

The Bar was typical, Kol got distracted by a pretty girl,and everyone invited from the office was other dancing awfully or at the bar ordering more drinks you were sitting in the back at the booth. You werent’ really in the mood too be socail you wanted too get close too Steven.. your vibrating dildo that was screaming for you. From your throbbing pussy beggging for a fuck. The thought crossed your mind too have a one night stand but too many of the people in here were from work and you didn’t want them too think you were THAT Sort. So you sat unsatisfied in the corner. You were surprised seeing Klaus slip in beside you as he spoke, “well looks who’s here.”

Glancing up into his beauitful blue eyes you spoke, “hey Klaus.” “You been a very naughty girl today Y/N.” he’s voice was low as he shifted slightly looking fulling at you.

“what you mean?”

He reached up putting a fabric on the desk. Seeing it was the chunk of your skirt that was missing he spoke, “did you enjoy the show?’

“I-I Don’t know what you mean?” Grabbing your torn fabric he reached over grabbing your hand as he spoke, “I saw you, mouth open, wide expression the hunger. I saw you take most of my load in your mouth.”

Gasping you turned too him, “why didn’t you stop?”

‘why ddin’t you announce yourself too get out of that situation? I was humiliated.”

Rolling your eyes as he grinned weakly, “Only fair tit for tat..”

Looking at him surprised as he spoke, “touch yourself..”

“well aren’t you a romantic.” He grinned weakly as he leaned closer, “I want you Y/N. in every sense, I want too cum in your mouth again, your pussy, your ass , all over your chest. And all over your body. I want too fuck you until you beg too stop.”

“well aren’t you not scared of Human Resources..” he grinned weakly at that. “Tell me No and I’ll never bring this up again.”

You bite your bottom lip nodding your head, “okay. Your place?”

He grinned weakly as he shook his head, “Not yet- soon.”

That surprised I shifted looking at him “what why?”

Klaus grinned shifted reaching over cupping your face making you look deep into his blue eyes. “I want too make sure your sure about this- but for now. I deserve too watch you don’t you think?”

Looking around you were pretty isolated over here, everyone was shifting towards the front looking at the TV Screen a game was on. Other football. Or a hockey game. You weren’t sure. Even isolated it was still Public, and it wasn’t something you ever done. Hell you never thought about Doing anything in public because it’s- well the public people are around. But having Klaus caress your cheek softly making your body. Bubbly. He made you debate about it. “We.. were in public Klaus. We could get in trouble. A lot of trouble.”

“we are lawyers we know how to get out of it. I wont be fucking you today but I will make you orgasm every day. Until I do.”

Biting your tongue hard, your brain forced you too work earlier the rest of your body decided right now. Not too listen too all the red flags as too why you shouldn’t do this. Ad found yourself slip your hand down to your lap pulling your skirt up, tugging your panties too the side you looked around making sure no one was watching before you slipped your finger inside teasing you clit. Klaus watched amused. Looking into his eyes as you slide your fingers deeper inside you. Your fingers were soaked. You pushed hard sliding your fingers deep inside as you you moan weakly as Klaus’s eyes got a sparkle of amusement. You leaned against the chair as you positioned yourself too take your fingers better as you slowly teased yourself. Reaching your orgasm. Minutes later it didn’t take long too reach it, your pussy has been begging for hours for this. Pulling your hand away from yourself Klaus reached over grabbing your dripping fingers and licked them. Tasting your sweetness.

“until tomorrow Y/N.”

With that he got up and left. You sat there stunned, Did he Really just convinced you too tease yourself in Public and NOT take you to his place? Or tried too take you into the back hallway too the bathroom or in the ally? What the Hell! The high from the orgasm dissapeared as you packed up and went home. The High was GONE! And now you were annoyed he didn’t take you home. What a Tease!

The next morning you got too the office, you were still stunned at yourself for 1) catching Klaus rubbing one out in his office, while you painfully and stupidly stayed hidden under his desk 2) agreed too eventually sleep with your New boss. / your somewhat friend’s brother. 3) fingered yourself in a public bar while Klaus watched and admired you. Getting too our desk you opened your drawer too get a pen when you noticed a small red box with a red lace ribbon around it. With a small white note on the box. You grabbed It and opened the note seeing it was handwritten and from Klaus.

“put these on, and give me yours.”

What the hell? You questioned until you opened the box seeing they were Red underwear. You slide the box into your purse as you quickly went too the bathroom too do what Klaus wished. Normally you weren’t the sort of girl who followed or listened too commands like this. But Klaus made you that sort of girl-other it was his Charm, He’s intensity, he’s hot throbbing looks, but something was making you listen too him and do things that you would NEVER Do. . And after yesterday and how honrier you got after your public displays last night. You were willing.

Sneaking off too the bathroom, you pulled the red panties out you realized they were heavier then you expected. After closer expection you realized why. Vibrating panties. You chuckled softly. Surly. He wouldn’t!

You put them on. Calling his bluff No way would Klaus use this in the office. He wasn’t that stupid! Not only could you get in trouble but he would too! And Elijah would Kill him. This was just a Test. Getting out of the bathroom you went too his office seeing the big grin on his face as you tossed him the red box. He grabbed it. Opening it seeing your pink not so fancy underwear. He grinned wider seeing them as you walked out.

An hour in and Nothing. It made you smile- you called his bluff and he did Nothing! Finally you had a small upper hand on this- Odd thing going on with you and Klaus. Elijah called a staff meeting in the confence meeting. You stood up and grabbed your notebook too write notes, when you felt it. A faint tingle down below. It made you jump high. You weren’t expecting it. A few people jumped seeing your reaction as a older lady asked if you were alright. You nodded your head fast. Trying too composure yourself as you force da smile, ‘Yea- sorry spider scared me.” Walking too the conference room you felt the faint vibration every step! Sitting down you caught Klaus wicked grin seeing you enter and sit down. Klaus started the Vibration too be slightly higher. It made you jump again as you quickly covered yourself saying it was another Bug.

Thru out the meeting he kept changing the intensity from low too high. Looking right at him as someone was taking he was enjoying it as you were fighting off a orgasm. Seeing him bite his lip sent you over the edge. As you felt the pressure going faster, you bite your tounge hard and gripped the side of your leg tightly trying not too make a Peep.

The orgasm was intense. It washed over you, feeling the vibrations still going, you realized one orgasm wasn’t going too be enough for Klaus. After the meeting you were called into Klaus’ office as everyone went off for lunch as he closed the door as he grinned.

“enjoying yourself.”

You breathed deeply hitting his arm, “Klaus ican’t believe you did that!” He chucked as he walked over too his desk as he leaned against it he crossed his arms as he spoke, ‘you put them on- you had too know I was going too play with it.”

Nodding your head you stepped over as you spoke, “I thought you were bluffing!” He grinned weakly as you spoke, “give me back my underwear.” He chuckled as he spoke, “Nope” you rolled your eyes looking behind you seeing the office was empty. You reached down grabbing the panties pulling them off. You let them fall too the floor as you stepped out of them .looking at Klaus. As you bent down grabbing them tossing it too him.

“what if someone caught me!”

“lucky them- luckily they were too busy too look at you.” Rolling your eyes again for that comment he stepped over grabbing them from you as he grinned. “Is your grievances because I used the app in public or because were at work? You had too of know these weren’t normal panties”

Crossing your arms tightly looking at Klaus you reached over grabbing his arm as you spoke, “At Work! At least if its publci it’s with strangers so if I’m caught I’ll die from embarrassment but I wont have too worry about the entire office knowing!” He nodded his head as he reached up gripping your sides, “then Let’s meet up tonight after work”

You smiled weakly nodding your head weakly. “Okay.” He chuckled saying okay. As you left his office.

The end of the day appeared like it always does. You walked over too the elevator seeing Klaus in beside you. He smiled weakly as he went too fix his shoe as the Elevator was empty closing as he traced his hand on your calf. He slowly stood up tracing his hand up your leg before reaching your butt and giving it a hard squeeze. You smiled weakly as he spoke, ‘let’s get dinner.”

Disappointed that he wanted too go too a restaurant vs his place or yours. But you smiled weakly nodding your head. “Okay sure, that sounds like fun.” He grinned as he held your ass the entire ride down. He told you where too meet him as he said he would meet you there. You agreed .as you realized after he wanted your oo take your car. You probably weren’t going too his place after dinner either. But you agreed pushing that thought too the back of your mind as you separated too get too your own cars and drive too this restaurant.

You arrived there before, Klaus so you went inside too get a table. You were lead too the back of the tiny restaurant you never even heard of. It was a hardly lite Restaurant, with candles mainly being the source of light, and Jazz playing in the background. Even those it was 7 pm it was Empty. So when you got too your table you went too text Klaus until you felt a hand on your leg. It made you shriek and jump till you looked down, moving the table cloth seeing Klaus grinning like a fool.

“Fuck Klaus you scared me!”

“Sorry,”

“what you doing down there/“ he grinned as he caressed your bare legs as he spoke, “I’m having my dinner..” you laughed softly hearing that response as he grinned reaching down kissing your knee softly.

“Y/N?”

Lifting your head up seeing Elijah you gasped, “Oh Elijah hey.” You started hitting Klaus in the head trying too Single him too get out from under the table. But he grabbed your hand instead and started kissing your inner thigh. You soon realized he wasn’t going too stop. Your only hope was too scare Elijah off before he realized he’s little brother was under the table about too have his “dinner” as he called it.

Elijah was wearing his suit, it fit perfectly on his muscular body as he spoke,” what you doing here alone?”

“oh you know, I was starving and I figured I would try this restaurant out. What brings you here?”

“Same- mind if I join you.”

Elijah has always been kind too you, he was the perfect one out of the three brothers. Before you could come up with a excuse he sat down as he spoke, “how is work? Klaus isn’t giving you a hard time is he?” Feeling klaus softly nibble on your inner thigh not even teasing your pussy he was taking his time. Teasing you. As you spoke, “he’s a ass sometimes but he’s okay.” Saying that made klaus bite harder on your inner thigh as you jumped slightly shocked as Elijah asked if you were alright.

“yea sorry. Cramp. How are you? How’s working with your brothers?’

The conversation was civilized and polite nothing too deep until the waitress came and took your orders as Klaus decided that was enough teasing as he lifted your skirt up. And reach over too your bare pussy. With all the teasing before barely touching you and maybe it was the aftermath of all the times you orgasmed earlier but you were still wet. He spread your legs as he reached down softly kissing your mould before sliding his tongue around your clit. You reached down grabbing his head. As he circled his tongue around your clit.

For the last half hour of talking and waiting for your food, Elijah realized you were nervous, then he’s hearing caught the sound of slurping and hitting something wet. The sound coming from under the table. When the noise started you bitting your cheek hard trying not too make a sound. As you forced yourself too talk about anything. Elijah glanced down at the table seeing the cloth hit the floor, when the meals arrived Elijah lifted the cloth up with his foot too see what he expected he’s brother Klaus under the table. He moved his foot. Elijah was furious that 1) Klaus would be so reckless and do this in public 2) make Y/N sit here and act like nothing was happening she was probably modified 3) knowing Klaus he didn’t think of sexual assault charges that could come up. What a idiot!

Elijah went too put a stop too it until he noticed your lip quivering. Seeing you in bliss and trying too stay quite. He thought back on this afternoon when you were in the meeting acting all jumpy. Elijah heard a vibrating sound but assumed it was a phone or something in someone’s pocket. He didn’t question it because he didn’t expect anything else. But realizing you and Klaus were having a sexual escapades in the office. He was surprised he didn’t see you doing that. And seeing you now trying too eat as the sounds of her wetness got louder. Made him. Horny. Elijah leaned back in the chair enjoying the show.

Klaus had two fingers pushing inside you as he kept his tounge on your teasing you and driving you crazy. Elijah was relax and calm as he talked about Spain. You trying too pay attention but the attack of klaus firm fingers and talent tounge took all your attention. When you felt a orgasm appearing. You tried too keep your mind clear trying too ignore it. It was working until Klaus curled his fingers slightly inside you hitting your G-Spot and it hit you. It was like being slapped in the face you moaned out, feeling your body hitting that sweet heaven your legs cramped around Klaus as you forgot too muffle your moans as you gripped onto his head tightly as your head leaned backward. Elijahs cock started stiffing watching your play time. When he heard the sweet sounds of your moans he grinned weakly. Looking around Not one of the staff members reacted. Clearly Klaus was smart enough too glamor them too not notice. Giving you some privacy minus himself of course.

The gentleman Righteous part of Elijah anted too leave too give you privacy, but seeing you quivering and moaning as you realized Klaus didn’t light up once hitting your orgasm. Elijah was jealous of his brother. The more he sat watching you. The more he wanted too be Klaus between your legs. Giving you that pleasure. He wanted you wrapped around him as he slide his cock into you burying it inside you.

There was no point pretending anymore. That you weren’t being serviced. You tried too come up with something but you saw Elijah relaxing more in the chair and you could notice his hard cock.it was making a very visible appearance against his trouser. You was pulled closer too Klaus as he spread your legs apart further as he started pushing his tongue deep inside you. Making his tongue skinny as he pushed in and making his tongue as fat as it could go as he slide his tongue out. You closed your eyes enjoying every movement as you heard shifting you opened your eyes realizing Elijah was trying too get comfy with. His stiff cock causing him discomfort in his trouser. You looked right at it realizing that was the problem, biting your lip you looked up at him nodding your head. Giving him permission he started too unzip his pants as he pulled his cock out with ease. Not caring about the staff. As he started stroking. You moaned softly trying too muffle his zipper as Klaus kept teasing. Feeling his thumb teasing your clit you were completely in heaven.

Elijah was stroking his cock as he watched you go completely clam , no longer scared someone would see her. The closed sign was out, the door locked, and the staff was in the back. The room was yours. The more Elijah saw you squirming and moaning softly the more he anted too take you right on this table. It surprised him when Klaus pulled out from under the table after Y/N second orgasm as he grinned seeing his older brother.

“see something you like brother?”

Elijah quickly put himself away as he spoke, “that was reckless Klaus.”

“that Is what I wanted.”

Elijah rolled his eyes as he spoke, ‘what if someone saw?”

“lucky them- Y/N see you tomorrow.”

“What?!” You gasped out as you spoke, “you aren’t going too take me home?”

Klaus grinned weakly as he stepped over kissing her head, “No.. but if your still in need of service perhaps my brother could attend too your needs. He was after all. Pawning himself.”

Staring at Klaus you walked over grabbing your purse, “your such a ass! Goodnight.”

“Night.”

Walking off you headed out of the restaurant and home.

The next day you decided too completely forget about Klaus. If he was just going too be a massive tease. 2 can play that game. You wore a tighter skirt and a white blouse you looked presentable for work. But just the bit more appealing. Nothing overly you weren’t going too dress like a hooker at work just too get back at Klaus. He would like that far too much! Getting too the office you went straight too work as you noticed both Mikelsons brothers (minus Kol who once again wasn’t in yet) were stealing glances at you. Normally you go towards Klaus if you needed help. And you walked up with your paper going towards his office. Too only stop at the water fountain too get a cup of water. Before walking off too Elijah’s office.

“hey Elijah you got a second?”

“of course- I wanted too- can you close the door.” You nodded your head stepping forward as you closed the door behind you as you walked over too his desk sitting down as he spoke, “I want too apologize for my actions last night. It- wasn’t proper..”

Shaking your head you looked at him, “No- but it was still.. stupidly hot.- Elijah if I wanted you too stop.. I would of told you too. And. You would of respected it.”

“Still- I’m you boss I shouldn’t want too-“ he stopped himself from finish that sentence as you rolled your shoulders. “Consider I had too force myself out that door before I did something Oh so stupid.. I get it.”

He grinned weakly as he spoke, “I dind’t know you and klaus.”

“we aren’t- he’s just a tease.. he gets me all hot and heavy and just bails… he’s the biggest tease in the world.”

“that is probably the first time I’ve ever heard someone call him that..” laughing at that you reached over grabbing his hand that was on the desk. ��Forget about last night- I’m sorry I-“

“you did nothing wrong.”

Shaking your head weakly you slowly stood. Up as you stepped over too stand beside him as you sat on his desk. “No but I wanted too.’

That surprised Elijah as you spoke, “I wanted you both..”

Elijah was stunned as you reached over squeezing his shoulder. “But hey- lets just forget about it.”

He was stunned as you walked out. Walking out you went straight oo your desk as you focused on your work. Biting the tip of your pen you were focused when Klaus called you into his office just before lunch you walked over too his office as he told you too close the door. You did as he sat at his desk. “How are you?”

“Fine,” “you didn’t respond too my text.”

Rolling your shoulders, “Been busy”

“you been talking too Elijah.”

Seeing him jealous you titled your head seeing his all cramp up and annoyed. “You offered him to me yesterday. Didn’t think you would care I went too him.” Walking away he got up as he walked over too the windows closing his blinds as he walked over too you pinning you against the door you were surprised at the sudden reaction. But Klaus locked the door as he spoke, “I want you.”

Looking at him you rested your head on the door as you spoke, “do you? Because you only tease me.”

He stared at you stunned at your boldness as he reached up cupping your head. Hearing chairs shuffling outside everyone was going for lunch. He reached over kissing you deeply which brought your mind back too him as he pressed himself against you.

Feeling his hands on your chest as he ripped your blouse apart. The buttons fell onto the ground but you didn’t care you kept your lips onto him as you felt your body warming up as he kissed down your neck tracing down too your chest as he cupped your breast with one hand as he went too rip your bra off. And with how strong he was. You were convinced he could do it with one hand you spoke, “wait- this was experience” he grinned as you unhooked the bra from the back. He yanked it off as he pressed his lips too your breast kissing down too your nipples before wrapping his tounge around it and taking it fulling into his mouth. You closed your eyes enjoying the sensation. You weren’t the normal girl who had overly sensitive nipples. You read about girls who could have orgasms with just by playing with their nipples. You weren’t that sort of girl. But Kalus was Very gifted with his tounge. And you could now see how it was possible.

He moved from one too another making sure the other didn’t get too lonely.when he shifted up kissing your lips again you pulled his shirt making a few buttons fall off. As he helped you. You tugged at his pants as he obliged letting you undress him fully as he helped you out of your remaining articles of clothing. Standing naked he grinned reaching over kissing you deeply as you felt him hard. He’s cock was pressing against your thigh as he slowly positioned himself too enter you. Rationally you should of worried about protection but after 4 days of just being teased.your rational state of mind was gone. Klaus reached down teasing your clit as he slide his fingers down too slide them inside you. Feeling how wet you already were he grinned biting your neck softly. You moaned softly as he pumped his fingers inside you a few times before replacing his fingers with his waiting cock. Gasping feeling his length slide inside you. It was bigger then you expected as he gripped your neck softly making you look at him as he watched your reaction too taking his cock. He pushed. A few times slowly too. Let you get use too it as you eased he slowly started thrusting fast you looked at him as he reached back kissing you.

Being pinned against the door being fucked. You couldn’t believe this was acturally happening and as if he could read your mind he kissed you deeper. Softly whispering into your ear as he groaned softly, “I can’t believe we are doing this” As he reached down twisting your nipple as he picked you up. You instantly wrapped your legs around him as he carried you too his couch as he sat down as you gripped his shoulders as you started thrusting onto his cock. Riding it. As he kept his lips on you. Your neck, your shoulder, down too your chest.

Klaus hands cupped your breast as he soon shifted you too lay down on the couch as he towered over you as he kissed you deeply before thrusting faster. You moaned softly as he loved hearing you moan. It made him push deeper inside you as you leaned your head backwards. ‘Fuck.” You uttered as he reached down kissing you again.

“language miss y/l/n “

Rolling your eyes hearing his smart remark he chuckled he’s voice was so Soft and musical that you smiled weakly even those. It was slightly annoying. Feeling his hands gripping your neck softly as he pulled you into a kiss again, he’s hand lasted a second on your neck before he traced his hand down your body. Reaching too your pussy As he started playing with your clit with his thumb as he plunges deeper inside you. Feeling the new element. Your body started tensing up as he reached down kissing your neck as he moaned softly. “Cum for me baby.”

Hearing his voice was deepin your body agreed too his request as you turned your head reaching your arm up biting into your arm so you didn’t moan out. Klaus grinned weakly watching your back was arched, your breath was heavy as your legs, pussy and body clinched onto him as he hit his limit seeing you in pure bless as he hit his climax. Burring his face into your chest trying too muffle his own moans as you both.

A few minutes passed without either of you moving or even talking. Klaus stood up as he spoke, “that was incredible. Shall we do it again after work?”

You nodded your head weakly smiling getting up as you notice your shirt. “Shit! Klaus my shirt! You completely destroyed It!”

“I have a spare shirt you can borrow.”

Well at lest it’s better then going partly nude in the office.

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Misunderstanding-Spencer Reid Imagine PART ONE

GIFS ARE NOT MINE I FOUND THEM ON GOOGLE

(Summary: When your brother Elijah comes back to share some news a certain genius can take it the wrong way especially when you haven’t told him your family background.)

Spencer Reid X Fem!Mikaelson!Reader

(A/N: The case portion is not the best. I'm sorry I gave up halfway writing it that’s why it’s so rushed. Also I created an instagram account for this blog!)

I walk into the bullpen greeting JJ and Penelope as I head over to my desk. I look onto my desk to see a giant bouquet of roses sitting on top of it with a small card. “Awe did Spence get you those?” JJ says, placing her hands on her face as she gushes about the flowers. “There’s a card, read it. Don’t keep us in the dust.” Penelope says getting closer. ‘-Hope you're free soon. E.M’ I read on the card. “Who’s E.M?” JJ asks. “I have no clue.” I lie as I shove the card into my desk. Why would Elijah send me flowers? “Why are you all gathered so secretively?” I hear Spencer say as he gets closer to us, tugging at his bag. “Your girlfriend has a secret admirer boy wonder.” Penelope says excitedly. “No I don’t Pen.” I say glaring at her playfully. Spencer shifts uncomfortably. I walk over to him giving him a peck on the cheek. “Don’t worry about it.” I whisper to him. He looks down at me smiling softly. He really shouldn’t worry seeing as the flowers are from my brother who the whole BAU has no clue about. I hear footsteps walking over to us and someone clear their throat. “Case?” I say smiling as I turn around to face Hotch. He nods as we all follow behind him. “Agent Mikaelson nice flowers by the way.” Hotch says, smiling, breaking his cold demeanor. I shove my head into my hands laughing as I sat down in the debriefing room. “I heard our fav BAU girly got flowers, kid how do you feel?” Derek says walking in putting his things down. Spencer grumbles an answer before Penelope gives us all our files. “Okay my fine superheroes our case today is just at our backdoor in Mystic Falls, Virginia.” Penelope says walking to the board with her remote. “Ten bodies were found burned and scattered in the Mystic Falls Cemetery.” Penelope says confused. She flips through the crime scene photos. “A cemetery really?” JJ questions as the outside photos appear. Now I can guess why Elijah sent the flowers. I pull out my phone and text Elijah.

-I can see the occasion the flowers were needed for.

-Sorry for the dire circumstances whenever you are available I can pick you up

-Fine.

I place my phone back into my pocket as the team continues talking and creating theories on the case.

We all enter the jet grabbing our usual in air items for the small flight. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I place my water and chips down as I head over to the back far away from the team. “Yes?” I say answering the phone. “This conversation will continue in person but our dearest mother is back.” Elijah’s voice says through the phone. “Really?” I questioned not expecting my suspicions to be true. “How is everyone else?” I ask. “They’re adjusting and creating a plan when you land tell me.” Elijah says back. “How’d you know I was flying?” I ask, smiling slightly. “Some may say our family has marvelous hearing.” He says. I hum in response. “I’ll tell you when I land. Bye.” I say quickly as I see Spencer walk over with my drink and chips. “Who was that?” He asks as he hands me my things. “No one Spence, it isn’t really important.” I say smiling at him. “Want to cuddle? I know you sometimes hate quick landings?” He asks, sitting down next to me. He raises his arm and I immediately cuddle into his side smiling. “Awe they are so dang cute.” I hear Emily whisper over to JJ. “I know right.” JJ whispers back smiling. I smile softly at their words although they weren't meant for my ears. I feel Spencer kiss the top of my head. “Stop.” I say softly. “I can’t reach your forehead at this angle so next best thing.” He says laughing.

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We head over to the sheriff’s station and are greeted by Elizabeth. “Hi, welcome to Mystic Falls BAU team. I’m Sheriff Elizabeth Forbes.” She says greeting us. “Hi I am SSA Hotchner. These are SSA Rossi, Jareau, Prentiss, Mikaelson, and Morgan. This one is Dr. Spencer Reid.” Hotch introduces us all. She leads us to a room to set up our things and exits the room. “You do know this may be supernatural.” I say exiting the room, walking over to her. “Of course.” She says smiling at me. “My family will get to the bottom of it secretly.” I say smiling back. “I heard a bunch of stories about the Mikaelson family. You don’t seem ruthless.” She says tilting her head. “Well I can control my bloodlust and before I was turned I was considered the nicest in our village. Without my humanity can be a different story.” I say matter of factly walking to the room with my team. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket before I enter the room. “Hello?” I question. “Lovely my older sister!” I hear Rebekah’s voice exclaim through the line. “Bekah? What do you need first Elijah now you. Let me guess Kol is coming next.” I say laughing slightly. “Who’s Y/N talking to?” I hear Spencer’s voice say. “Look Rebekah, I have to go, I have a case.” I say quickly. “In Mystic Falls I presume.” She says. “Yes I’m guessing it was mother. Elijah said he’ll fill me in later. Now can I please get back to my job.” I say hanging up the phone. I walk into the room catching the eyes of the team. “Sorry about that my cousin is...apartment sitting.” I lie. “Do we have anything to go off on about the case?” I switch the subject quickly to not get more questions asked. “Well Garcia is running some background information on the bodies. Only two were identified.” Derek says eyeing me. “That’s great.” I say looking at the information. “We're just about to interview the identified people’s families.” Derek says standing up. JJ and Spencer follow him out. “So who really was that?” Emily asks me as the door closes. “I don’t know what you're talking about Em.” I tell her looking away from her. “If you say so but please don’t hurt Spence in the process.” She says. “I won’t Em trust me all of you have it wrong.” I say placing some pins on the board. She hums and turns to the board placing her own things on it. Emily’s phone starts ringing. “Yes Garcia.” She answers. “Okay I’ll put you on speaker.” She says pulling her phone away from her ear, placing it on the table. “Okay girlies so, I already told the rest of the team but we have a lead on a guy named Damon Salvatore. Someone tipped him off as a low level arsonist. The team is headed to his house but they said you guys are closer to him.” Penelope says then hangs up the phone. Damon? Really? Who got him involved? “You coming?” Emily says peeking her head through the door vest in hand.

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“Damon Salvatore! FBI!” Emily says, knocking on the door. “I’ll head to the back .” I tell Emily as I sneak to the back. “Okay Damon I know you can hear me.” I whisper. “Can you tell me why the feds are at my door” I hear him whisper back. “My family is having some issues. I guess you were framed, or someone got compelled but take the fall then I’ll help compel you out.” I whisper back. “Why am I not surprised.” Damon whispers. “Just do it Damon.” I whisper, scolding him slightly. I hear the door bust down and my team's footsteps echo around the house. I enter through the back meeting Damon’s blue eyes. “Let me arrest you.” I whisper. He rolls his eyes and turns around. I quickly cuff him and exit the home handing him over to Sheriff Forbes. “Your family owes me.” I hear Damon whisper. “Yeah yeah.” I whisper back heading into the FBI van. We make it back to the sheriff's station with Damon being held by Sheriff Forbes. “When we leave you can compel them.” I say walking towards him. “Of course. Tell Barbie Klaus I said hi.” He says, smirking slightly. I nod and walk over to my team as we all gather our things to head to the jet.

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We all walk into the bullpen setting our stuff down at our desks. I see Spencer swiftly type something into his phone before shoving it back into his pocket before exiting the bullpen. “Delivery for a Y/N Mikaelson.” I hear a guy’s voice say from behind me. I look over to see a man holding a bouquet of orchids. I see the team clasping their hands together looking excited. Next time I see Elijah I will end him. I walk up to the delivery guy and stare into his eyes. “Whoever sent these flowers you will return them and tell the person I didn’t want them.” I say compelling him. The delivery boy exits the room with the flowers. I hear my phone ding. Think of him he shall message. Great Elijah again.

-I’m outside

-I’ll be there now Elijah

I grab my bag and exit the room making my way to the elevator. I head down and step outside being greeted by my brother's car. “Stop sending me flowers this morning was enough Elijah.” I say opening his car door. “I didn’t send any after this morning.” He says looking towards me. “Then who sent them.” I say confused shoving my bag into the car. “My guess it’s him.” Elijah says pointing behind me. “Y/N!” I hear Spencer exclaim as he holds orchids and my phone in his hand. I hesitate slightly looking at Spencer. “First it was the flowers then the secretive texts and calls. Is that him?” Spencer says running a hand through his hair. “What?” I asked confused. “Is he the reason you sent my flowers back?” Spencer questions shoving the flowers in Elijah direction. “That was you?” I ask piecing together the situation. He messaged the flower delivery guy while we were all in the bullpen. “Don't act like you didn’t know you told the delivery guy to give it back!” Spencer says, raising his voice. “If we leave now we can make it.” I hear Elijah say stepping out of the car. “Make it where Y/N.” Spencer's voice cracks slightly as tears pools his eyes. “I can’t say where Spencer.” I tell him sadly. I can’t tell him about my mother; she'll probably kill him. “If you get in that car don’t bother coming back.” Spencer says walking to me, handing me my phone. I hesitate looking between him and the car door. Elijah steps back into the car. “Sorry Spencer.” I whisper, grabbing my phone. I step into the car and shut the door leaving Spencer standing at the sidewalk. Elijah starts to drive off turning up the music slightly. I look at the side mirror seeing Spencer throw the flowers in the car's direction and drop to his knees. My heart breaks at the sight. I broke his heart. “You and your boyfriend seem to be in the middle of a huge misunderstanding.” Elijah says breaking the silence. “Should I just come clean and tell him?” I ask, sighing heavily as I look out the window. “Do you love him?” Elijah asks, looking towards me. “Yes but I never told him about our family and us being the originals. This whole mess makes me want to skip town and just let him have a normal life without me Elijah.” I say looking at him. “If you love him and trust him, tell him. I envy your semi-normal life, we all made a vow to each other but you still managed to live your life.” Elijah confessed as he stared back to the road. “Yeah well thinking and acting mortal doesn’t necessarily make me one.” I say sadly as an unknown tear slips out. I hear multiple beeps go off from my phone indicating a bunch of messages.

Pen: What did you do to Boy Wonder?

JJ: What happened between you and Spence?

Derek: Did you and kid have a fight?

Emily: What did you do??

Hotch: What happened between you and Reid?

I shut off my phone sighing at the influx of messages. What the hell did I do?

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amariaamaris · 4 years ago

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Of Grief and Realm Jumping

This idea randomly popped in my head and I felt that I had to write it down! Don’t worry I am still working on writing the second part to Bennett’s Saviors! The whole premise of this is that I thought of instead of Wanda Maximoff staying with the Avengers after her brother Pietro is killed in Age of Ultron. Her abilities/magic go haywire and send her to a different realm where the Vampire Diaries and the Originals story is. You know... so that when the whole Captain America v. Iron man thing happens a young woman (who is in over her head) isn’t pulled into it! Anyway, without further ado, I hope you enjoy this! Let me know if you want another part or a snapshot of something that Wanda could come across while in Mystic Falls (and maybe New Orleans?).

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Wanda Maximoff felt the moment her twin died, the moment her other half left the world. The heart wrenching scream that came out of her led to the red energy of her powers to destroy every single minion robot of Ultron; including Ultron himself. What Wanda didn’t notice in her all-consuming grief of losing her twin was that her magic came rushing back to her as fast and violent as it came out of her. Instead of hurting or killing her though, it teleported her and her brother out of the area; not just the area, but the realm.

It brought them both to a town called Mystic Falls in the state Virginia. Wanda’s magic easily slips back inside of her and leaves her sobbing over her twins body. Having no idea that she isn’t even in the correct realm, but rain is pouring out of the sky as a storm rips through that atmosphere and Wanda doesn’t care to know. She doesn’t care to know where she is or that the people she had just gotten to know would not be there with her.

Wanda doesn’t care because she just lost her twin and the sky is crying and screaming in grief and fury with her. She doesn’t care that she is in the middle of the road with her dead twin and she doesn’t care when a certain sheriffs car screeches to a stop right in front of her. With the headlights spotlighting her and her grief.

Wanda barely pays attention to the fact that the female sheriff is on the radio calling for backup and an ambulance. She doesn’t pay attention to the out of place british accents from a certain original family questioning why there are police and an ambulance vehicle(s) outside of their home. She only comes to when there are people in uniform trying to rip her brother from her.

Wanda’s mind goes straight to HYDRA and her fight or flight instinct come up hard and fast. Although, she isn’t thinking straight so it doesn’t even occur to her to use her abilities. All it seems that she is able to do is kick an scream and clutch to her brothers body as tightly as she can.

Wanda can vaguely hear a males voice say, “Bloody hell...” and then that same voice “Back the hell off Nik, can’t you see the girl needs help? Not people surrounding her and her loved one. Give her some space!” Wanda hears what sounds like a bit of a scuffle, “Bloody idiots, the girl is obviously grieving! Leave her be.”

She tunes out after that and continues to cradle Pietro and brush his hair as she quietly sings in her mother tongue. Wanda doesn’t even realize that she is slowly rocking herself and Pietro’s body back and forth. She hazily takes notice of her surroundings when she hears, “Come on darling, your in shock. I promise you that they’ll take good care of your brother. You just have to let him go.” Kol carefully puts his arms around her body.

Wanda hazily realizes that yes, she is in shock. She also realizes that any strength or fight that she had has completely left her being like her twin has left her. That thought causes a fresh wave a tears to run down her face.

So, Wanda allows for the mysterious british man to pick her up and carry her towards what looks to be a mansion. Wanda can vaguely hear people protesting the man carrying her away from the scene. They are quickly stopped by people that she is guessing are the mans family members. She allows her eyes to close as she feels the shock overtake her body and shivers of the icy cold rain hitting to her very core.

Wanda can feel the exhaustion of using so much of her energy in the battle and her grief over losing her brother finally pull at her. Wanda’s awareness becomes less and less. Although she is aware of being wrapped up in a towel, the movement stopping, and the warmth of the man holding her along with the heat of a roaring fire wrapping her up. She allows for her body to shut down and sleep, as her mind slowly goes dark, all she hears is the crackling fire, the mans breath, and his steady heartbeat.

Kol looks up from the young woman after taking notice of her state of rest. He raises a brow upon seeing his siblings standing in front of him with Liz Forbes right behind them. Right as Kol goes to open his mouth to tell Sheriff Forbes off. She stops him by raising her hand and slipping between two of his siblings to the front.

“I’m not here to arrest the poor girl, in fact I’m planning on letting her rest. She looks like she could desperately need it... It looks like she’s been through hell and back. I just wanted to ask that once she is awake and ready that you call me so that I can ask her some questions about everything.” With that Liz Forbes, sheriff, mother, an all around caring person. Turns and leaves; her words seem to hang in the air between all of the silent siblings.

Kol allows his eyes to fall back to the red haired young woman and takes notice that she is no longer shivering from the cold. So, he cradles her as he stands; getting her to a comfortable bed is the only thing on his mind. “Kol, where are you taking her?” Kol stops in his movements and rolls his eyes as he turns to face Finn.

“Dear brother, if you think I’m going to harm her... I’m not. I figured that she would be more comfortable in a bed. So, I’m taking her to my room to rest.” Elijah raises a brow and puts one hand in his pocket. “I didn’t realize that we didn’t have enough guest rooms to put her in one...?”

Kol scoffs on his brother and can feel his control slip as his vampiric face comes forward for a split second as his annoyance gives way to anger. It causes his siblings to tense up. “She’s staying in my room where I can make sure that she rests. I’m not going to do anything harmful to her. I thought all of you knew me better than that.” Kol shakes his head and then turns away, hoping that his siblings didn’t see the hurt in his eyes at them constantly thinking the worst of him. He makes sure that he is gone before any of them can say anything.

Kol’s siblings all have varying frowns of worry and disappointment in themselves on their faces. Elijah eventually lets out a deep sigh and disappears, leaving Rebekah, Klaus, and Finn to their own devises. Klaus speeds off to his art room, Finn leaves for the library, and Rebekah heads for Kol’s room; knowing that the young woman would feel better knowing that it was another woman that changed her clothing.

Rebekah quietly knocks on Kol’s door and then walks in without waiting for an answer. “Okay brother, out. I’m going to change her clothes so that she can at least know that she still has her modesty.” Kol doesn’t even bother to argue her words, in fact he looks relieved that she was taking this part over for him. He quickly kisses Rebekah’s cheek and then he is gone. Rebekah quietly snickers to herself at his reaction.

She takes notice that Kol at picked out his own clothing for the young woman to wear (sweatpants and a random long-sleeved dress shirt). Rebekah allows herself an eye roll even as a soft smile graces her lips at her brothers willingness to care for the random young woman. Rebekah moves as quickly and as respectfully as she can to change her clothing. When she’s done, Rebekah gently tucks the young woman into Kol’s bed and quietly closes the door behind her as she leaves.

As Rebekah heads to her room Kol is walking by and she gives him a nod to let him know that he’s good to enter his room again. When he enters, the almost full moon along with the light coming through the cracked doorway to the bathroom are the only things lighting the room.

Kol pushes out a breath while shoving a hand through his hair. Now that the young woman is resting safely... he feels aimless; he doesn’t know what to do himself. As he studies the young woman, his lips twitch as he takes notice of the fact that Bekah had covered the pillow with a towel (seeing as how the young woman’s hair is still sopping wet). Which reminds him of the fact that he desperately needs to shower, seeing as how he is still wet from the downpour that came out of nowhere.

As he comes out of the bathroom freshly showered he shakes out his hair and sneaks a glance at the young woman; making sure he didn’t wake her. He takes notice that she’s in a different position, curled around herself with her head buried in the covers. He can only see her red hair and part of her body, the rest is swallowed by the covers.

Kol shakes his head and decides to start a fire in the fireplace that seems to be in every single bedroom. Once he is satisfied with the warmth coming from the fireplace, Kol allows himself to sit down on one of the sofas. He knows that he is going to have to settle in for a long night.

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When it finally comes around to 5 AM Kol is pacing as quietly as he can with his eyes firmly on the red haired woman. She’s still sleeping peacefully and she is still curled in on herself, but her face is now showing. Kol can’t stop himself from getting agitated, he just wants her to wake up so that him and his family can get the story behind her appearing in the middle of the road with a dead body (of which he assumes is her brother).

His agitation also brings up his blood lust which helps nothing. Kol lets out a quiet snarl and practically rips his hand through his hair, then he’s gone from the room. Before he knows it, he’s in their kitchen ripping through four blood bags. “Brother, what’s causing you to act like a newly turned vampire?”

Kol glances to Finn as he tosses the used blood bags into the garbage as he gives him a sarcastic smile. “Whatever do you mean Finn? There is nothing causing me to act like a newly turned vampire... as you put it.” Finn just stares at Kol and Kol stares back. He hates when Finn gives him this look; it’s the same look Finn gives all of his siblings. It’s this look that has - without fail - made each and every one of his siblings spill whatever it is that is bothering them; it surprisingly works on Nik too.

“Well, brother... if you must know, I’m just a tad irritated with the waiting came for the young woman in my room to finally awaken. So that we can all figure out what the bloody hell she is doing here. With her clutching a dead body to her no less. And why it is that a violent storm ripped through the sky... Causing people’s possessions to be thrashed.”

Finn just quietly listens as he slowly nods, agreeing with what Kol is saying. Although, he continues to study him. “There is something else... isn’t there brother?” His words cause Kol to make eye contact with Finn once again and Kol curses when he notices the realization in Finn’s eyes. “The smell of her is testing you... Isn’t it? There is no shame in struggling with control brother. It is rare that we have ever completely lost control of ourselves. It is even more rare that we ever come across people that just the smell of them cause a struggle in control.”

Kol can’t stop the scoff from escaping him; out of all of the siblings, Kol struggled the most. Not just because his magic was ripped from him in the transition, but because he didn’t want to put the work into truly exercising restraint and learning control. “Finn is right Kol, it happens to all of us.” Kol looks to Elijah when his voice pulls him out of his thoughts. He studies his expression for a few moments before he nods; only when he sees that Elijah is not lying.

A hand landing on his shoulder causes him to look to Nik. “When there are people like that... that test our restraint it also causes us to become extremely possessive over them. Which would explain why you weren’t happy about the idea of putting the young woman in one of the guest rooms.”

Understanding and realization dawns on Kol’s face... but confusion quickly takes over. “Then how the bloody hell are you two,” Kol waves his hand between Nik and Elijah. “sharing the little witch?” Kol makes equal space between himself and his three brothers as mischievousness lights his eyes. “While we are on the subject, why is it that Bonnie Bennett is even okay with the sharing? At least the witch isn’t like those doppelgänger bitches.” A scoff escapes him, “Ruining bonds between brothers the moment they spread their legs for one of them.”

Klaus lets out a huffed laugh, while Finn rolls his eyes and leaves the room, and Elijah lets out a long suffering sigh and adjusts one of his cuff links. “And he is back to being the Kol we all know and love.” Kol just laughs, “Oh, come now Elijah, I really am quite curious. If what Nik says is right, how is it that you two haven’t been at each others throats?”

Klaus’s lips twitch, “Okay brother, I’ll humor you - not that I believe you’ll end up having to share the young woman with anyone. When a vampire or werewolf comes across a person that smells in the way that the woman does to you and Bonnie does to us. They can be seen as - for lack of a better word for it or explanation - the other half meant for you. Obviously it would be a different feeling and reaction for wolves than it is for vampires. Since, it brings up the blood lust. Before you ask, yes it gets easier to deal with. It will eventually get to the point where you don’t have the blood lust effecting you from her smell.” Kol allows the information to sink in as he stares off into space.

Klaus and Elijah exchange looks, the can’t remember in their long lives a moment when Kol has ever looked as serious as he is right in this moment. “We’ll leave you to think brother.” Elijah quietly says, getting a mindless nod from Kol. Both Elijah and Klaus are gone by the time Kol stops his nod. Kol doesn’t know how long he’s been standing in the kitchen, completely still, and lost in his own mind thinking through the information given. It’s 8:30 AM when Kol finally comes back to himself and glances at the time. He decides to make his way to his room to see if the young woman is awake.

When Kol gets to his room door he pauses and listens for the young woman’s breath, heartbeat, and hopefully movement. He takes notice first of her elevated heartrate and hear faster breathing pattern. He can hear her slowly trying to shift off of the bed. He knocks on the door softly to announce his presence, he hears her suck in a breath and go still. The her hesitant, almost silent voice, “He- hello?” He takes her response as an invitation to open the door and walk in.

Kol quietly closes the door behind him, but makes sure that she notices that it stays unlocked. They both take a moment to study each other; Kol can’t help but notice how heartbreakingly beautiful she looks, with her red hair tumbling down her shoulders, his clothing practically swallowing her, her eyes slightly red from her crying, and very faint tear tracks on her face.

Wanda is to busy being wary of him, confused as to where she is, and wanting to know where her twin is to really look at the man standing in front of her. Her eyes flicker around the room, looking to the door he entered from, then to the windows, to him, then looking around the room again. As she shifts a bit she feels different material - softer material than what she is used to - brush against her skin. She takes notice that they seem to completely swallow her she allows the sleeve of the shirt to cover her hand as she raises it to her face. As she carefully brushes wisps of hair away from her face she catches the scent that clings to the material and a shiver goes up her spine.

Wanda’s eyes flicker back to the man standing in front of her as he watches her curiously. Kol can’t stop the pride that he feels rush through him at her response to his scent. He could tell that she thought she hid her reaction, but he noticed. He can also tell that she is uncomfortable with the silence and even though he could spend the rest of the time just watching her... he decides to put her out of her discomfort. “My name is Kol Mikaelson, I can promise you that no one here will harm you. I can also explain to you what I know about you being here. You most likely know more about it than me. Care to tell me your name darling?”

Kol’s lips twitch at her body jolting towards him in reaction to his voice (he just barely hides his joy at her reaction). He watches as she hesitantly goes to say something and pauses. Then she tries again, “I’m Wanda.... Maximoff.” He watches as her eyes fall from his to her lap as she fidgets with the sleeves of the shirt. “I don’t really know what I’m doing here... or where here is. You probably won’t even believe me if I tell you...”

Kol can’t stop the twinge of worry that touches him as he watches and listens to her. But he doesn’t move toward her in worry of scaring h- Wanda. When her hair falls to curtain her face, Kol watches as her body harshly jerks. Causing him to take a step forward. “What... what happened to my hair? I-- it wasn’t this color before...? I...”

Kol furrows his brows as her breathing picks up and her movement become broken and jerky. His eyes widen as he realizes that Wanda is having a panic attack. He assumes that everything that must have happened to her is coming to a head and causing this. He doesn’t know if doing what he is about to do will help or if it will make it worse, but he wants to try. He move toward Wanda and quickly pulls her into his lap and cradles her. “Calm down darling, you’re okay.” Kol unconsciously runs one of his hands softly through her hair and tightens his hold. “Breathe lass, we’ll figure it all out, just breathe.”

Wanda’s response to to grab his one arm that is wrapped around her and curl into him. Eventually her breathing evens out a bit, but neither move away from each other. A small smile makes its way onto Kol’s face when he feels Wanda (his Wanda) actually clutch onto him tighter; while burrowing closer to him.

Wanda knows that she shouldn’t be trusting the man - Kol - so easily, but right now she needs someone to help ground her. To help comfort her and seeing as how her twin brother won’t be here to do it anymo-. Wanda finds herself choking on a sob as tears rush to her eyes and her hands clench so hard on Kol’s arm that her knuckles go white. with the pressure.

Kol takes notice of her violent and fast change in state of being and frowns, but before he can ask what’s wrong... Wanda’s cracking voice fills the room before he can open his mouth. “He’s gone... my twin brother - Pietro - is gone. He’s gone and I couldn’t stop it! I wasn’t there for him when he needed me, I wa--”

Kol cuddles her closer and softly shushes Wanda as he carefully moves them both to a more comfortable position. When Wanda finally quiets into a restless sleep, Kol pushes out a breath, shaken with how much her pain affected him and presses his eyes tightly closed. Trying to ignore the answering tears that wanted to come out at his other half's tears. The silence that filled the room once everything fully quieted... was full of the dead, the left unsaid, and the questions left unanswered.

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I hope you guys liked it! I tried to keep as close to what I perceive/observe of the characters; their emotions, thoughts, dynamics with others, etc. I hope I did them justice! Let me know what you think and if you’d want a second part or a one-shot of something specific with Wanda’s time with the Mikaelson family. Constructive criticism is always welcome! Have a wonderful morning/day/evening/night!

Peace, Love, and Joy!

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scrumptiouscloudterrorist · 4 years ago

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(2)Lives To Take - Kol Mikaelson

This is version 2 of Lives to take. not a second part. the first one is posted right before this. Version 1 is here

Summary: Samantha Whitter lived with the Mikaelsons for a long time but when she got turned into a vampire, she couldn’t control herself which led to mental health problems, and she ended up taking her own life.

Warnings: Pure angst, Character death, heartbreak

she had been struggling for so long. It seemed that she could never do anything correctly. She tried to control herself but everywhere she went, dead bodies piled up. She couldn't get free of the pain and regret that followed each of the bodies. Even though each of the Mikaelson siblings tried to help her and teach her different methods of self control. Her sanity was slipping just as fast as her self control. Oh, how she hated herself. It was incredible how she managed to survive as long as she did. Heightened emotions didn't help her guilt and sadness.

Samantha really tried her best to not get to the point she had been dreading for a long time, but her best efforts were no match for her emotions. Everyone had tried to help her in their own ways, but each time the youngest Mikaelson tried, it only got worse. It hurt her to see him because she knew that he would never love her as she loved him. He could ever love a monster like her. She was a murderer and a maniac. She couldn't stop it. she couldn't.

Samantha sat by herself in the alley while hugging her knees and crying her eyes out. There was rain pouring on her and it made the situation feel even worse. The bodies of three men were scattered around in the alley. This scene was far too familiar for her liking, but that didn't stop it from hurting every time. She grabbed her phone with her shaky hands and dialled the one number that she could remember in her moment of panic. Once the person on the other end picked up she immediately said "It happened again. Kol please come." She began to feel a new wave of tears falling down her already wet cheeks.

"Oh god, where are you? I'll be right there." Kol's voice rand through the speaker and she let out a breath and said, "In the alley behind the small diner we ate at 3 days ago." She then heard him hanging up on her.

She continued to cry for a minute when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She looked up and saw Kol's worried face. She began to sob as he wrapped his arms around her. "Why can't I stop? Why? I just want it to be over." she cried weakly. Her voice was so quiet that he could barely hear it.

"It's okay Darling. We'll just start working harder. You'll get it under control at some point. You just have to keep trying." He said in an attempt to comfort her and it took a while but eventually, she calmed down and they went back to their home and Kol made her go to sleep in hopes that she'll feel better in the morning and he himself went back to the alley to get rid of the bodies.

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The next morning, Samantha woke up feeling numb. She was sick of living like this. She got ready for the day and walked downstairs to where Klaus and Elijah were sitting quietly and reading books. They both looked at her when they heard her approaching. The two had the familiar look of pity in their eyes and she decided that she was sick of that look. She wanted the looks to end.

She smiled cheerily even if she felt like tearing out her own heart.

"How did you sleep?" Elijah asked her with a small smile of his own while he watched her sit down.

"I slept all right." She responded even though she had had nightmares of her victims.

Kol walked down the stairs and he immediately headed for Samantha and he embraced her. "How are you feeling Darling?" He asked softly and she sighed.

"I'm okay. I'll just have to try harder." She said with a weak smile and she could see Klaus and Elijah looking uncomfortable at the subject of conversation. They had never been good at dealing with emotions.

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Throughout the day, Samantha began to notice even more things that she hated. She just wanted it all to go away. So she sat in her room and wrote a letter to Kol and she sneaked into his room while he wasn't there and she left it on his nightstand.

She left the compound and walked to her favourite place.

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Kol walked into his room after going out to feed and he frowned in confusion as he smelt Samantha's scent in his room. He noticed a piece of paper on his nightstand and he rushed over and opened it.

Dear Kol,

I know you'll find this letter confusing and you're wondering why I wrote a letter and didn't come to talk to you face to face.

Well, this is something I've been too scared to tell you for a long time.

I, Samantha Whitter, am in love with you.

I have been for a long time, but I knew you wouldn't ever see me the same way I wish you would.

You must be wondering, 'Why now?'

I just didn't want to leave without telling you that I love you.

Have a good life without me.

From Samantha

Terror began to run through his mind as he read the last words. She was going to kill herself. The woman he had loved since she smacked him for flirting with her, was going to kill herself.

He began running through the compound and trying to find her. When he couldn't find her he ran to where he had found her the previous night. Oh God, He was going to be late, was all that was running through his head as he tried to outrun time and get to her favourite cliff in time and he could only beg fate that she was there and he was on time.

He arrived there just in time to see her pushing a stake into her own heart. He screamed her name and she turned to look at him with a sad smile on her face and she whispered, "I love you, I'm sorry." Her face began to turn grey slowly and Kol ran to her and tears fell from his eyes.

"I love you too." He cried with his voice breaking under the weight of his pain.

Her eyes widened and she began to cry as well. "I guess I made my decision too fast." She said and laughed sadly as he grabbed her face and kissed her and she kissed back softly. He pulled away and she smiled at him and fell to the ground. He pulled the stake from her chest and threw it in the woods near by in anger, then reality settled.

Kol sobbed brokenly as the light of his life seemed to go out when her body went limp. He sobbed for a long time, he didn't know how long, it could have been an hour or 12 hours, he didn't know anymore, he didn't care.

He carried her body to the compound while tears were still pouring from his eyes.

When he walked in he was faced with Rebekah who was smiling brightly until she noticed the body in his arms and she began to tear up. She walked closer and when she saw her best friends face, she began to sob uncontrollably, which got the attention of the rest of the Mikaelson siblings.

They were all heartbroken. They had lost something precious. It seemed as if none of them could manage to smile for weeks. They were all in pain, but Kol had it the worst and all his siblings had to keep him calm so he wouldn't kill anyone in a rage or try to follow after his love.

Ultimately none of them would ever be the same.

#kol x reader #kol mikaelson #kol #the mikaelsons #the originals #the vampire diaries #angst #x reader #tvd

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klarosims · 5 years ago

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Remembering Hope Mikaelson

Part 1 > Part 2

Summary: What happened when Caroline forgot about Hope? And Josie’s spell never reached her.

Note: this was supposed to be just a random drabble because I cried so hard during the latest episode but now it’s too long and not even finished. I will definitely update this one soon. Before the next episode because damn we need Caroline back in Legacies.

Caroline Forbes Salvatore was crying when she woke up in her hotel room in St. Petersburg. She stared at the still dark night through her window and let the scenes of her dreams flash through her mind. Though she knew they weren’t just dreams, but memories.

Klaus Mikaelson standing in the Salvatore School library asking her to help kill himself and the Hollow. Klaus Mikaelson standing beside her in the town square of Mystical Falls, watching a towny dance. Finally, Klaus Mikaelson kissing her in a pub in New Orleans, the same pub she brought her daughters to look for him.

The last place she saw Klaus.

Caroline stifled a sob as tears emerged and clouded her vision. She furiously rubbed them away with one hand while cursing Klaus Mikaelson.

“Stupid immortal being... dying for the greater good.” She pulled her knees up and held them tight against her chest. She watched the full moon linger at its apex, imagining it as the everlasting ego of Klaus. “What about the people you left behind... Your family. Rebekkah, Freya, maybe even Kol! What about...”

A word hung on her lips and she doesn’t know how to say it. Caroline bit her bottom lip and hid her faces beneath her crossed arms. “Me?” she whispered, unsure.

It was another week or two before she finally got the courage to do what she should have in St. Petersburg. “Maybe that’s why he’s haunting me,” she whispered to herself as she stopped right in front of the gates of the Main Palace Square of the Hermitage Museum. “I’ve been in Russia for almost a month and I still haven’t gone to see his stupid painting.”

Caroline stretches her fingers and glances to her left side, suddenly remembering the feeling of a hand alternating between holding her arm and gripping it, bracing himself for what’s to come. She lightly touched her arm where the ghost of his touch has lingered. She whispered his name and wondered if he’s there. If he’s asking her to do this.

She couldn’t help it. If he was there right beside her, she couldn’t help ask him again for the hundredth time. “Why did you do it? We could have found another way.” Caroline turned away and clenched her left fist. “You didn’t have to die, you big-- ugh.”

Caroline stalked over to the ticket offices where a group of tourists had gathered. She took pictures of the courtyard while she listened in on the tour guide. She did not want to stay in the museum longer than she had to. Everything about the building just reminded of her Klaus, and his history, his grand gestures, his empty promises.

She wanted to find his stupid painting and be out of there quick. She didn’t want to be haunted by another love that died a martyr. She rubs the band on her finger and stared at it. The Hermitage is definitely not the place to think of Stefan either.

Suddenly her ears perked up as the guide mentioned the different complex of the museum: the Winter Palace, the Small Hermitage, the New Hermitage, the Great Old Hermitage-- “That’s it,” she sneaked back into the shadows before speeding off to the annex of the Great Old Hermitage.

“It sounds like the kind of place Klaus would hide something of his. Fit for a very ancient Original.”

What she found there suddenly underwhelmed her. From the marble, granite, and gold interior of the main complex, Caroline found herself in a hallway with darker, more rustic intricate patterns. It was lit by warm lights from the chandeliers that hung in the shorter ceiling and its walls were plain white with minimal design. It was so much simpler than the main complex but it was haunting.

It made Caroline walk slower along the empty halls. The museum had just opened and from her understanding, not a lot of tourists race to explore this part of the Hermitage. If it was anyone but Caroline, they would turn back and think Klaus would rather the world see his paintings among the famous collection of artworks.

But this is exactly where Caroline would expect him to hang his work. Klaus loved to paint but he never did it for fame, attention, or recognition. He did it to release the emotions and creative passion that he kept locked inside, the things he was raised to believe to be weaknesses.

As Caroline made her way down the hallway, she thought about his invitation to his exhibit. After so many years of painting and with his influence as an Original vampire, why did it take him until the 21st century to finally showcase his work? Why would he be shy about showing his paintings to the people in his kingdom of New Orleans but proud enough to boast to her about his painting in the Hermitage, among the Tzar’s collection of fine artistry? What painting could be he so proud of-

Caroline stopped abruptly in front of a medium-sized painting at the end of a hall. She almost missed it because it’s next to a doorway towards the next annex. She stood perplexed at the oil painting in front of her.

It was a painting of the Original family at what seems to be Freya and Keelin’s wedding. Although Klaus wasn’t in it, it was almost complete with Esther and Mikael with a little boy between them. Caroline couldn’t just guess who it was because she knew it was Henrik. Then there was also Finn and Sage. Marcel holding Rebekkah and Kol hugging Davina. There was also Hayley next to Elijah and... a young girl “Who... is that?”

She felt pressure on her arm again and Caroline whipped her head and baring her fangs but there was no one else in the hallway. She relaxed and rubbed her arm. That felt stronger than the last. Almost like Klaus was telling her to focus.

“Alright, Klaus. I found your family portrait. Now what?”

She listened in and honed her senses, waiting for another touch, a pressure, a whisper-- her ears burned with the sudden ringing of her phone. She forgot to put it on silent in her rush to find Klaus’ painting. Caroline took a quick look at the random number and answered, wondering if it was a sign Klaus had sent her.

“Mom.” it was Josie.

#klaroline #klaroline fanfiction #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #the vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #hope mikaelson #josie saltzman #lizzie saltzman #kc #klarosims

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morningstargirl666 · 4 months ago

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SNEAK PEAK

Not actually wip wednesday lol but I've just been writing this and HAD to share. Comes from the same chapter as this sneak peak, which is centered around Rebekah and flashbacks of the past. Trigger warning for scenes of child abuse.

“Father! STOP!” Elijah yelled, lunging forward and grabbing their father’s hand, trying to wrestle the whip out of his grip. Mikael snarled, staggering, but held steadfast. With a wild, violent movement, he had thrust his arm out, hitting Elijah across the face and sending him flying to the ground. She watched as her brother blinked sluggishly at the blood between his fingers, touching his brow.

Mikael paid him no heed, already turning around and bringing the whip down on Niklaus’ back all over again. This time, their brother couldn’t hold back his scream.

“He’s going to kill him,” Kol breathed beside her.

Wide-eyed, Rebekah looked across at him, the dawning horror on his face matching her own. She didn’t think he was speaking to her. She wasn’t even sure he had registered that she was there, his eyes fixed solely on their father and the bloody whip being brought down on their brother’s back. He was frozen, feet rooted to the floor, petrified by fear. Rebekah’s eyes trailed down, landing on the sword sheathed at his waist. Then she looked back over at their father, just as he brought the whip down again. It wasn’t even a choice.

She lurched forward, drawing her brother’s sword from his waist. Kol’s head whipped toward her at the sound, eyes widening at the sight of his sister wielding his blade but it was already too late. She was already heading straight for Mikael.

“REBEKAH!”

Hearing Kol’s shout, Mikael stopped and turned his head, just in time to see his daughter gracefully swing Kol’s sword into a reverse grip and slam the pommel into his face, instantly breaking his nose. Mikael staggered back, dropping the whip, shock flooding his features as suddenly his legs were kicked out from under him, sending him crashing onto his back. Blood spurting from his nose, lips red where he’d bitten his tongue, he blinked his dazed eyes open to the sight of a tip of a blade pointed at his neck.

“Lay another hand on him and I’ll kill you,” Rebekah warned, face flickering with a hundred different emotions. Her hands shook, so she tightened her grip on the sword, poised with it in both hands.

The entire room froze.

“Rebekah,” Mikael said eventually. He held up his hands, gesturing for her to lower the sword. “Don’t be stupid, child. Put the blade down.”

“You think I wouldn’t do it?” she snarled, eyes suddenly blazing with fury. The sword jumped forward several inches, kissing Mikael’s jugular. A small bead of blood welled at the tip of the blade where skin had been cut. Mikael gulped. “I won’t let you hurt him anymore.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she could feel Niklaus’ eyes on her, his expression an emotional mix of awe and terror.

Mikael’s face twisted with rage. “You wouldn’t dare,” he ground out, eyes challenging her to do it.

“This is no mercy for the weak.” She lifted her chin, staring down at him ruthlessly. “Isn't that right, father?”

The snarl on his face died, eyes widening as he finally saw her for the first time. When Niklaus had started laying hunting traps for the rabbits, it wasn’t him that slit the bunnies' throats. It wasn’t him that gutted them after, not even fazed by all the blood drenching her hands and smeared across her face where she’d wiped sweat from her brow. Rebekah had grown up with five brothers and although she spent her days helping their mother, weaving flowers into her braids, it wasn’t like she was short of sparring partners when she decided to pick up a blade. Nor did she lack the stomach for it.

Rebekah Mikaelsdottir was not some weak-willed girl that sat beside the fire while men died for her.

Quite the opposite.

#rebekah mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #tbbw #the big bad wolf #new chapter 23 #sneak peak #rebekah grew up with five rowdy brothers and we do not talk about that enough #also that viking women had a lot more equal footing than their european-christian counterparts #ergo: she knows how to wield a sword bitches

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fragmentedink-archived · 6 years ago

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Hell to Pay: Part One

cowritten with @lux-scriptum

word count: 3747

He'd been abandoned. That much Lev knew. Amara had up and disappeared. Lev was left to fend for himself in a very loud club, alone in the corner and fighting off a panic attack. Not just because he was alone. Not just because he was a panicky omega, alone.

No, he was terrified because he was a panicky omega angel in demon territory alone in a club. Left to the mercy of whatever demon decided to notice the angel hyperventilating on his own.

He wished Amara had told him where she was dragging him off to. He might have thought more than ten times about coming with her on an adventure. Bad enough he was sneaking out of heaven to spend time with his cousin. Worse still to get stuck in this hellish place.

He pressed himself harder against the wall. Amara was nowhere to be seen, though. Not that he had much hope of finding her. The place was dark, literally. Most of the decor was some shade of black, and to Lev’s panicked mind it seemed like every moving person was a shadow themselves. Or maybe he was gasping so much darkness edged his vision. It wouldn’t be the first time.

He shuffled forward a step. Maybe he should actively search her out. Maybe he should stop standing there like a statue and grow a pair. Maybe-

Someone bumped into him. It wasn't even a hard bump, but he flinched back so hard he was sure he bruised a wing. This was just too much, and without really meaning to, he yanked shadows around himself. Better to hide, to stay still, until Amara deigned to show up and rescue him from this literal hell.

Hell indeed. The demon who bumped into him had paused to take another look. A closer look. Lev couldn’t lean any further back, and the demon’s nose was practically pressed to his throat before he could blink.

“You know, for an angel you don’t smell terrible,” the demon murmured.

Lev squeaked as fingers hooked in his belt loops. “Please-” he started, voice trembling.

“Begging already?” The demon drew back, pale eyes glinting with something Lev didn’t want to interpret. “I’d say save it for the bedroom, angel, but I think I kind of like it.”

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From the balcony, Nik had sensed the other angel the moment he walked into the club. And he had especially noticed the angel when his magic flickered. Clearly using magic here wasn’t… unheard of, but it still wasn’t common enough that it’d go unnoticed.

He might have had ignored it, had he not also realized he was also an omega. An angel and an omega, here in demon territory was not something Nik was used to seeing, outside of himself, that was.

And it was enough to get Nik's attention, so he pulled his bloodred wings in and wormed his way through the throng of people to the lithe male in a dark hoodie and skinny jeans. He could smell the anxiety rolling off him.

Nik slipped up beside him and wrapped an arm around the angel's neck. Kissing his cheek, Nik cheerfully said, "There you are. I've been wondering where you went."

Despite the overwhelming anxiety filling Nik’s nose, the poignant scent of cinnamon and vanilla nearly brought Nik to his knees. He steeled himself, focusing on the wide, bright blown out gold eyes that gave him a quick once over; both utterly terrified and slightly appreciative. Nik whispered in his ear, “Say nothing.”

The angel tucked into him and Nik gave the pale eyed demon a sharp smile. "Thank you for finding him for me, Kol,” he drawled. “I seemed to have lost him in the fray."

Kol's eyes narrowed. "I thought you were with that demon."

Nik lifted his brows. "I can have as many in my bed as I want. If you ask nicely, you could, too. I'm sure Cameron wouldn't mind."

The angel squeaked, but wisely said nothing and kept his face crooked in Nik’s neck. But the demon's lips thinned. And- was that paling a trick of the lights? "No. Thank you."

Nik leaned forward. "Then go."

The demon didn't need further prompting and walked around Nik, but not before hitting him hard with his shoulder. Nik waited a few heartbeats until he was out of hearing distance. He reluctantly removed his arm and stepped back, away from the angel, and from that scent. The angel shoved his hands in his hoodie pockets, clearly wanting to be as far away from this place as possible, even if his eyes were on Nik’s neck.

Nik folded his arms over his bare chest. "This is clearly not your scene. Whether it be omega or an angel. You do know that this is a club for demons, right?" He asks, as if it weren't clear that he was also an angel and an omega.

Clearly, Nik was a hypocrite tonight.

Nik waited for the angel to say something, but he seemed to try to hide in his shadows again. Nik said, "Stop. That magic is just going to attract more demons to you."

Surprisingly, he did. "Sorry."

Nik sketched a brow. "Don't be sorry. Just a warning. Why are you here? Unless you're on a date." Nik smiled teasingly. "Are you on a date? With a demon? Imagine what the angels would say, stars above."

"No," the angel said, barely audible.

"I'm sorry," Nik lied. "I didn't hear that."

The angel's face flushed deeply. He wasn't sure if it was because he was flustered at Nik or the situation he had gotten himself in. Perhaps both. Probably both. Nik was half naked, after all. And covered in glitter...

"I'm with my cousin. At least- I was. I can't find her," he said, more sulkish than terrified, just for a moment, before it was gone . "Do- do you know Amara?"

Nik blinked. "As a matter of fact, I do. So you must be Levant." Or Lev, as he had been told.

The angel shrugged helplessly. "Yeah, but-"

"I see the genetics in your family is as flawless as mine," Nik observed, admiringly. "She's over at the bar, watching us, just FYI. Maybe you should get a drink, loosen up. Otherwise you'll just get more flustered as the night goes on and there will be many demons wanting to lick you," he added, with a wink.

Lev seemed to choke. "What?"

Nik laughed, and patted his cheek. Lev nearly melted into the floor. "Come with me, before you get eaten," he said, taking Lev's hand and tugging him back to the bar.

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Lev had decided no matter what, he was probably going to die. If not by the demons he was surrounded by, then certainly by absolute mortification. Or maybe just... whatever else this was. The angel who had rescued him had led him to the bar, and Lev had been helpless to resist. Not that he wanted to. Tattoos or no, this angel was the only thing keeping him from getting snagged by some other demon, and, stars, but why was he shirtless? That wasn’t the point. The point was that the angel’s hand was warm in his and his laugh made Lev warm, and he smelled distractingly good, and Amara was right there looking far too knowing.

“Took you long enough, cuz.” Amara saluted him with her bottle of beer.

“You said ‘wait right here,’ Mar.” Lev flicked the angel a look, and then Amara a look, and then the angel a look again, because he looked good and Lev wanted to thank him, and also he looked good, and panic never made Lev do smart things, like letting go of a stranger’s hand and demand to be taken home.

“You’re not supposed to listen to me.” Amara’s grin grew, impish as ever. “Who’s the baby cousin again?” She tilted her head in the angel’s direction, and pretended not to hear Lev’s petulant ‘You are,’ as she added lightly, “Thanks for the rescue, Nik. I didn’t feel like getting up.”

Lev was loathe to let go, which was confusing in and of itself, but he let Nik (he had a name, now, and that was an overwhelming relief) lean close to kiss Amara’s cheek. “You’re a terrible liar,” Nik said, before snagging the beer and taking a swig himself. “And that’s for being lazy.”

Amara laughed, hooking a foot around Nik’s knee to drag him close enough to steal her bottle back. “If I wanted to be believable, I could be. Being terrible is a choice, you know,” she all but purred in his face, before pushing him away with a limp hand.

Nik’s eyes crinkled, a shit eating grin gracing his face. “I do know.”

And she made that choice all the time, Lev thought. She caught his look and arched a brow, but only took a sip of her beer to hide her smirk. He could only wish he was as good at flirting like her. Not that he wanted to flirt right now. That’d be awkward. Nik was just being nice to the only other angel in the room. Right? Right.

“Mar, can we-” Lev broke off, shuffled his wings. He wanted to go home, but... maybe not right now? Maybe, maybe, he didn’t know. When she arched a brow at him in question, he just shook his head.

Amara rolled her eyes, and pushed the bottle at him. “I was hoping he’d loosen up here,” she confided in Nik, not even trying to be quiet.

Lev took the world’s smallest sip, and immediately made a face. Why Amara drank this, he didn’t know. He handed it back, suffering her laughter with a flush.

“Why would you bring someone who couldn't hold his liquor to a club?” Nik said with an arched eyebrow to rival one of Amara’s best.

“Makes him a cheap drunk,” Amara said flippantly. “Lord knows I’m not.”

Lev tried to bite back his choked sound of horror. “Mar.”

“Well you are.” Amara paused. “And I’m not. It’d be cheaper for me to just steal the booze I want from some rundown package store in the middle of nowhere.” Her grin was nothing short of wicked. “Only reason I don’t is because I like the company here.” Her foot swung out in the direction of Nik’s shin playfully.

“Flirting isn’t going to get you free drinks,” Nik warned with a small, armed smile.

Amara grinned, unbothered. “I know, but if Lev’s lucky, maybe it’ll get him your number. We all know he’s not gonna grow the balls to ask you himself, but even I can see him trying to undress you the rest of the way with his eyes.”

This time Lev covered his face rather than meet Nik’s gaze. “Amara. You’re a mean drunk, and I want to go home.”

“Honey, I’m stone cold sober. I am mean though. Was that too far?”

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Nik quickly looked between Amara and her cousin, gaging. He motioned to the bartender for a beer and a glass of ice water before hooking a finger in Lev's belt loop and dropping him down on the stool. "Clearly," Nik said, to Amara. But he was looking at Lev.

He pried Lev's hands from his face. "You're fine. Everyone undresses me with their eyes. Why else would I be half naked?"

Amara said cheekily, "I don't."

"Liar," Nik countered, without even looking at her. Nik leaned closer to Lev, tracking the flush that disappeared beneath the collar of his hoodie. "Drink some water, before you die from anxiety. Bad for business, you see."

A startled laugh bubbled out of Lev, but he took the glass with slightly trembling fingers, bringing it to his lips. "Thanks," he mumbled. Nik didn't miss those gold eyes tracing the tattoos and dip of muscle before looking pointedly at the side of the bar.

Nik snorted and rolled his head towards Amara. "Now Amara, you know I'm with Cameron. So if you're trying to get me in his pants, then you're going to have to try to get him in Lev's pants too."

Not that… that would be too difficult.

Amara shrugged fluidly, and waved him off. "Lev's down for just about anything. I'm sure Cameron would love Lev, too."

Nik sketched a brow. "'Love' might be too strong a word, Mar."

Despite being with Cam for as long as he had, that word was not something he'd heard from Cameron. It was fine. He didn't need verbal confirmation. Wanted it was a whole different story, but he wasn’t enough of a dumbass (or desperate enough) to ask for it.

Amara just shrugged again.

Nik looked at Lev; cocked his head. "If you stare any harder at that counter, it's going to spontaneously combust. Focus on the ice to stay grounded and stare if you want. I know I'm hot."

Lev bit his lip so hard, Nik thought he might almost break the skin. But he took a long drink from his glass of water to hide the look on his face. It was endearing, and adorable. Part of him was tempted to see how far he could push the angel before he was too hormonal to form sentences.

Nik swiped the bottle of beer from the counter and looked up when he caught the flash of white gold hair. "Oh, and here's your chance to make your case,” he said to Amara.

Lev looked up, following Nik's line of vision and nearly dropped his glass when Cameron appeared in front of them. Whether it was fear or attraction, it was hard to tell. Cameron was nearly physical perfection. He wouldn't blame Lev one bit.

Unlike Nik's half nudity, Cameron was in a tailored black on black suit that fit his frame perfectly, making his pale features almost glow. Nik slipped an arm around Cameron's waist and inhaled his scent deeply. His omega purred in delight as Cameron loosened, allowing Nik closer to the exposed skin at his collar. Cameron off handedly said, "Don't get glitter on me." But he was looking at Lev whose eyes were wider than saucers, and were blown out. "Who are you?"

Lev opened and closed his mouth. Nik grinned. "This is Lev. Mar is trying to get us in his pants."

Pale, pale blue eyes flicked to Amara. "I'm not giving you free booze."

She took a long drink from her bottle and sighed loudly. "Why does everyone insinuate that I want free booze? I'm just trying to get my darling cousin loosened up a little. Maybe by a cock or two. You know?"

Lev squeaked in sheer mortification. "Amara please."

Cameron looked back at Lev. He leaned towards Lev and gripped his chin with bonewhite fingers, looking him over indolently. "And does he want to be loosened up by a cock or two?" He asked, lips brushing Lev's ear.

Lev went very still, eyes going wider if that were at all possible, and fingers clenching around his glass as his breath hitched audibly. Nik grinned. “Oh, don’t break him yet, Cam. The poor angel’s going to be too much of a mess to be any fun to either of us.” He winked at Lev, able to scent Lev’s very obvious… interest in Cameron. “Though, something does tell me he enjoys being a mess.”

Cameron’s nostrils flared delicately and he brushed his nose along Lev’s neck. Nik swiped the glass from Lev’s hands before he dropped it. Cameron’s long fingers gripped the front of Lev’s hoodie, pinning him back against the bar. Clearly he enjoyed Lev’s scent as much as Nik had.

Amara looked amused as she finished the dregs of her beer. “I’m going to take that as a yes?”

Lev looked like he was having an internal struggle to not scent Cameron to the extent Cameron was. In Angel Land, they were taught decorum and proprietary. It was… very stifling. But here… Nik had never felt freer because he didn’t have to do shit to appear a certain way. He was a damn mess and he didn’t have to pretend otherwise. Not that he tried to pretend back home. But still.

When Cameron eventually pulled back, and let Lev go, his eyes were more pupil than pale blue. He looked back at Nik, nodded slightly and walked back through the crowd, towards, Nik assumed, his office. Nik looked at Lev, who seemed seconds away from falling to the ground as he stared after Cameron. “Was- did I do something wrong?” he asked, turning those wide gold eyes back to Nik.

Nik shook his head. “He owns this place. Has to get back to work. Though, he probably left so he didn’t just declothe you here and now. Wouldn’t be the first time he fucked someone against the bar. Last night after closing was a magical time,” Nik recalled, fondly.

Amara seemed vaguely impressed. “Really?” She squinted at the bar. “I hope you cleaned up after yourselves.”

Nik rolled his eyes. “Cameron is basically a clean freak. You should see the manor house.” Amara snorted. Nik looked at Lev knowingly. “Judging by that encounter, and by your pants, I’d say you were game?”

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Lev yanked on the bottom of his hoodie to cover the outline straining against his skinny jeans. Of all the stupid- He knew damn well his face was the color of a tomato. “I- I... is that allowed? I mean-" He broke off, embarrassed and frustrated in turn. Of course it wasn't allowed, not by angels, and he really should be more worried about that, but what he'd really meant was- "Are you sure you- i'm not very- I've not- I mean I don't-"

Nik just stood there, smiling, and Lev didn't know what to do with that, didn't know what to say. He shot Amara a helpless look, but she just watched him right back, grey blue eyes bright.

"Are you sure you want me?" Lev finally said. "I'm not... interesting or good in- in... you know."

"You're not selling yourself very well, Lev," Amara said lightly.

"I'm just being honest." Lev flicked a glance at Nik, before lowering his gaze. "They could do better, is all." He pressed his palm against his thigh, as if he could will his boner, and embarrassment, away. "Besides, the last time I tried- someone I didn't know-"

"You think I'd throw you at someone like him? Nik's good people. Ish. Cam's a bit debatable, but he's nothing like-" Amara pursed her lips. Nik’s eyes were sharp at the cut off. But Lev was just deeply grateful she didn't say the name, and didn't give that much thought.

Lev took a few deep breaths, and then gave Nik an awkward smile. "I... you're both... attractive but... you really could do better."

"Maybe,” Nik allowed bluntly, with a half shrug, “but if we wanted better I'm sure we wouldn't waste our time with asking you."

The directness of that reply caught Lev off guard. He stared at Nik for a solid minute, before he realized he was gaping like a fish. "Are you? Asking? Offering? This isn't just Mar being funny? Or thinking she is?" He realized how dumb that sounded, how rude it was, only after it came out of his mouth, and tears pricked at his eyes even as he shot Amara a halfhearted glare. "I just- I'm sorry, I just- I'm used to being... I'm only good for- for being used, but-" And that was officially too much information, sounded too pitiful, so Lev found himself saying, "Yes. I mean, if you are, I- it's- yes?"

"Are you asking me or telling me?"

Even that was enough to send Levs heart into overdrive. "I don't... know. I mean- I do, I just- It's never been like this. I don't know what I'm doing. No one really... asks."

"It's very simple. You either say yes, or you say no. Neither of us will touch you without an explicit yes." There was a sharpness to his tone, a seriousness that Lev expected would scare him, but was oddly settling instead. He could tell Nik meant it, and...

Lev pressed his lips together. He could say no, he realized. And nothing would happen. He was pretty sure Nik would listen. The breath he let out was a bit shaky, but he found himself saying softly, "Yes, I want it. I'm interested. I... wasn't expecting that tonight, and I- I'm not going to be less... anxious, I don't know how, but I want it."

To Lev's surprise, he could see Nik relax. That was strange too. That Nik was so insistent on an actual yes. That a yes was needed. Lev swallowed, and looked away. Was this what being out of his depth felt like? He wasn't sure what the next step was.

"Right, well, you can't fuck out here. I have no interest in seeing my cousin get dick. I think this is the part where you go find a room. I'm sure Cameron has plenty."

Amaras abrasive chatter make Lev jump, and he could feel heat creeping up his cheeks again. He shot her a dirty look, not able to stop himself from saying, "If it gets me away from you."

"Say no more, Lev. I'm gone. Have fun sweetheart." She tapped his cheek lightly, and then vanished, leaving Lev alone with Nik.

Fuck.

Lev turned his attention back to Nik, only to find Nik a lot closer than he expected. His gaze flickered unintentionally to Nik's lips right before Nik closed what little space there was between them and pressed their lips together.

And then he was pulling back, taking Levs hand and pulling him off the stool. Lev followed willingly, but his confusion must have shown because Nik grinned. "What did you think? I'd jump you right there at the bar?" Mischief glinted in his gaze. "Maybe another day. Didn’t think someone as skittish as you was into being fucked in front of a bunch of people."

Lev flushed deeply for the hundredth time that night. He wasn't sure what to expect, didn't know the rules to this game, but Nik's hand was in his and the ghost of his kiss was still on Lev's lips, and his scent was heady this close again. He decided just to go with it. If Nik wanted to dance first, then they'd dance. And whatever came next... Lev'd figure it out later.

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SUPERGIRL #23-28 DECEMBER 2018 - MAY 2019 BY MARC ANDREYKO, KEVIN MAGUIRE, EVAN SHANER, EMANUELA LUPACCHINO, SEAN PARSONS, WADE VON GRAWBADGER, FCO PLASCENCIA, CHRIS SOTOMAYOR, KARL KESEL, NATHAN FAIRBAIRN, LAN MEDINA, RAY MCCARTHY, SCOTT HANNA, EDUARDO PANSICA, BRAD WALKER, ANDREW HENNESSY, DAN JURGENS, TOM DERENICK AND JULIO FERREIRA

SYNOPSIS (FROM DC DATABASE)

Supergirl confronts a hologram of Appa Ali Apsa, who admits he and the remainder members of the Circle are responsible for the destruction of Krypton. Kara demands answers. Apsa replies the truth is complex, and although he is already dead, his co-conspirators are still alive, spread throughout the galaxy, and probably unwilling to admit their guilt. Apsa asks if she is truly ready for the truth, and after an instant of hesitation, Kara nods. Apsa explains the history is too long and he couldn't risk placing it in a single archive, so he stored it in several data crystals and spread it throughout the universe. Apsa hands over one data stone to Kara, and entrusts finding all stones and bringing the Circle to justice to her before vanishing.

Right then the pocket dimension around Supergirl breaks apart, and Kara finds herself surrounded by a squad of Green Lantern Corps. Kara tries to de-escalate the situation, but Kyle Rayner and John Stewart want her to surrender. They are friends, but since a Guardian is involved, Kara doesn't believe she can trust the Lanterns.

Supergirl and Krypto make their escape, avoiding the squad of Green Lanterns chasing her. As boring her way out of the Archive, Kara is unexpectedly helped by Mogo, who saw her thoughts, and being a planet itself, feels her homeworld's loss. Mogo guides Kara back to her ship, fully repaired and fueled. Krypto is already waiting for her, and Mogo has programmed coordinates to help her quest. Kara wants to inquire further, but the Lanterns are hot on her heels, so she takes off.

As Supergirl makes her escape, C'Zal warns Hakmon Kara Zor-El is moving. Hakmon hurries up to inform Lord Gandelo that the Kryptonian has escaped the Lanterns, but he made sure no Rogol-related files were breached, and a kinsman hid a tracking device aboard of her ship. Gandelo replies he will not allow her to destroy the Circle's progress, and he'll have a spy destroy her.

Supergirl and Krypto have arrived at a dive bar at the edge of the galaxy, looking for the next clue to discover why Krypton got blown up. The bartender notices her Kryptonian crest, and starts whispering with the bar owner Ambush Bug. Ambush Bugh recalls Rogol Zaar dropped by not long ago and wonders if she is here about him. Kara, of course, can hear every word, and loudly demands information regarding Rogol Zaar.

Meanwhile, an agent of the Circle has spotted Supergirl's vehicle parked outside. He informs Lord Gandelo, who tells him to do nothing but observe and report. Lord Gandelo doesn't trust his agent to follow his orders, but he has hired another mercenary just in case.

Inside the bar, Kara focuses on her super-hearing and spots an alien who is suspiciously nervous while trying to hide the Circle's brand on his hand. Kara is going to interrogate him when another alien steps in the way and starts gloating about Rogol ridding the universe of the Kryptonian plague. Kara realizes everybody in the bar are looking to pick a fight with her, and she is happy to oblige.

Supergirl battles the crowd, backed up by Krypto. Although there are no yellow stars nearby and her sunlight-collector suit is low on energy, Kara uses her Klurkor and Torquasm Rao's martial skills combined with Rogol's axe to fight them off. She finally corners the suspicious patron, but the bartender blasts him to ashes rather than let him speak. The bartender demands to know what Kara did to Rogol, but she is disabled by a Coluan who got involved in the brawl.

Kara finds another data crystal among the ashes of her suspect. The Coluan introduces himself as Z'ndr Kol, but Kara walks away and out of the bar. Z'ndr follows him, though, and while she's recharging her suit, he tells his family also got killed when he was a kid and he is in search of a Coluan colony. Boasting about his engineering skills, Z'ndr talks Kara into grudgingly letting him tag along until her next destination.

Supergirl's ship takes off, guided towards its next destiny by the data stone. Kara checks they're heading towards the crime scene before she starts getting sick and bleeding. They've reached the remains of Krypton.

Supergirl, Krypto and Z'ndr Kol have reached the ruins of Krypton, and the Kryptonian pair are getting ill due to the high levels of Kryptonite radiation. After putting herself and Krypto on a filtering-radiation suit, Kara decides to go out of the rocket to figure out why the anti-radiation shields were damaged.

Suddenly she is attacked by an unknown alien who calls herself Splyce, the caretaker of Krypton. Kara tries to fight Splyce off, but her enemy is tough and she's low-powered. As if that were not enough, the K-radiation is overwhelming her suit's filtering systems, and she starts having Kryptonite-induced hallucinations. As battling, a hallucination has her father build a device capable of restarting a planet's core. Kara notices such a device is very similar to that Rogol Zaar attempted to destroy Earth with.

Supergirl fights on, and she's hit by Splyce's solar blasts. Kara realizes Splyce must be a genetically engineered weapon made of different alien genes, including Tamaranean DNA, and feeling fully charged, Kara comes up with a risky plan: she asks Kol to rerout her suit's full energy into her as she pounces on Splyce. Kara fights both her adversary and hallucinations where Zaar boasts that her father helped him out. Then Kara blasts her full energy and her suit's into Splyce, overloading her energy-absorbing Tamaranean genes.

All of sudden, Supergirl and Splyce are whisked away. Fortunately there's a tracking device in her suit. As Kol and Krypto start looking for her, Kara and Splyce are teleported to the Citadel at the end of the universe, where Splyce's creator, Harry Hokum notes satisfied that he has seized a Kryptonian to experiment with.

Flashback story

As exploring an uninhabited remot planet, Z'ndr Kol happens upon remains of an alien colony. Surprised because there were no records of that cluster being colonized, Kol finds evidence that place was a Kryptonian outpost, but someone attacked the colony and killed everyone.

Kol is then attacked by hostile aliens. He manages to escape, but he can't help but ponder about his attackers' identity and the outpost's fate. As he makes his way back to his ship, Kol finds some unknown Kryptonian artifact. Kol takes the relic with him, ignoring the same sign engraved on Rogol Zaar's axe is etched in both the monolith and the face of the planetoid he is leaving.

Flashback story

Supergirl returns home after helping Ice fight a giant robot Megazon and finds her adoptive parents donated some things she had outgrown to the Midvale Orphanage. Accidentally, Eliza gave away one box where Kara had hidden a plourott, a stuffed animal of sorts that her mother put in her ship before her departure.

Supergirl decides to sneak into the Orphanage and retrieve her memento quietly, but she is found by orphaned kids who think she has come for their Christmas party. Since a little girl named Rosa has already claimed her stuffed animal, Supergirl dismisses her previous plan. Since Rosa just lost her parents and yearns for snowy holidays, Supergirl gives Ice a call and both heroines give the kids a white Christmas.

Back to story

Supergirl comes around and finds herself strapped in a research laboratory and at Harry Hokum's mercy. Hokum has extracted her DNA and is wondering what can he use Kara for now, but instead of answering his questions Kara deliberately makes him mad. As she is being dragged back to a cell she mocks Splyce until the alien fires her solar blasts at Supergirl. Supergirl's energy levels are recharged but she pretends to be passed out as she is thrown in a transport ship.

Meanwhile, Krypto and Z'ndr Kol are approaching the Citadel, trying to come up with a way to rescue Kara, when they are intercepted by agents of The Circle, who demand the duo comes peacefully with them.

Back on the Citadel, Supergirl gets thrown in a cell. Kara stops playing dead, shatters her shackles and gets ready to break herself and all prisoners out. Unfortunately her latest power charge will only two hours.

Meanwhile, a third party break into the prison. And Harry Hokum is growing Supergirl's clones.

Supergirl is carrying out a jailbreak when she runs into the Omega Men who are storming the place. Primus wants her to come with them, but Kara doesn't want to leave the prisoners behind, so Primus telepathically shows visions of the Citadel exterminating their worlds. The Omega Men are planning to destroy Hokum's fleet's power source, which is hidden in that place. Supergirl decides to join them.

The group fights their way to the chamber where Hokum's power source is kept, but they find three Omega Men who had been killed in action but are somehow alive and imprisoned. Before the Omega Men can get over their shock, Supergirl warns they are about to be attacked.

Z'ndr Kol and Krypto have been brought to Lord Gandelo's presence. Gandelo is disappointed because her adoptive son is helping Supergirl rather than spying on the Girl of Steel how he was ordered to, and she demands an explanation.

On the Citadel, Supergirl and the Omega Men are fighting Harry Hokum's army. Supergirl again tries to bait Splyce into firing at her a solar blast, which would recharge her powers, but Splyce sees through her taunts and attacks Kara physically.

Supergirl tries both to fight off and reason with Splyce until a little girl is shot in front of Kara by a soldier, and Splyce gloats that Supergirl's compassion is a weakness. Enraged, Supergirl rips off the Splyce's tentacles holding her in place and decides to avenge the murdered little girl.

Back on Gandelo's ship, Z'ndr argues Kara is only looking for answers like he does. When Gandelo replies she's only another manipulative Kryptonian, Z'ndr replies Gandelo can't judge her by or blame her for what others have done. Gandelo goes on about Kryptonians being too dangerous and needing to be exterminated for the universe's sake. Their argument gets heated up until Krypto wakes up, blasts Gandelo away from Z'ndr, and both run away.

Meanwhile, on Hokum's ship, two engineers are examining Rogol Zaar's axe when all of sudden it flies off, summoned by Supergirl's will. As lifting the axe, Supergirl realizes that it's an empathetic weapon that feels and feeds on her rage. Supergirl feels tempted to kill Splyce but she doesn't go through with the execution.

Right then, Primus arrives and says it's time to leave. Supergirl and the freed slaves get on the Omega Men's ship, and it takes off. As Supergirl is pondering about the conflict she has gotten herself involved in, and the mission she isn't closer to fulfill, Harry Hokum is preparing to strike again.

On Omega Men's hideout, the team is examining their three undead friends, feeling something amiss and arguing the prison planet was some sort of setup. Supergirl notices a strange scar on the necks of the rescued Omega Men and leaves.

Kara is reminiscing in loneliness about a memory of her father designing the machine used by Rogol Zaar to kill Krypton. Suddenly she remembers the strange scars she noticed are from Kryptonian cloning tech and rushes back to the infirmary. At the same time that the cloned trio are attacking the Omega Men, Hokum has unleashed one dozen of Supergirl clones upon the base.

Supergirl and the Omega Men are battling an army of mindless Supergirl clones. Wielding Rogol Zaar's axe, Kara takes down as many clones as she can, as struggling against the axe's rage-amplifying influence.

Meanwhile, Krypto and Z'ndr Kol are looking for Kara when their ship detects' Kara's position.

Supergirl and Ryand'r keep fighting Supergirl's clones. Once her attempt to reach them out fails, Supergirl asks the Tamaranean to give her a solar boost as quickly as he can. Ryand'r transfers energy to Kara by kissing her, and Supergirl takes down her clones with a shockwave clap. Unfortunately, although her blast was intended to only stun, their cellular structure is so unstable they break apart.

Enraged, Supergirl bursts into Harry Hokum's ship, and after putting his men down, seizes Hokum and demands to know how he got Kryptonian cloning tech. Hokum confesses he knew what The Circle did to Krypton so they let him strip-mine the rests of the planet in exchange for his silence. Supergirl wants the perpetrators' names, but Hokum is teleported away. Nonetheless, he loses his ring as he disappears, and Kara collects its gem, noticing it is one of the database crystals she is looking for.

Primus then comes along and takes Supergirl to Hokum's ship's cloning facilities. Infuriated at the sight of her people's science being perverted in order to create abominations, Kara destroys the place.

Meanwhile, Hokum is teleported to Gandelo's presence. Despite Hokum protesting otherwise, Gandelo believes he has broken their deal, and executes him.

Supergirl is resting in the Omega Men's outpost, feeling physically and mentally worn-out, when Ryand'r approaches. After apologizing for kissing her earlier, swearing it was the quickest way, he offers another energy transfer, holding her hands this time. Ryand'r has just rechaged her fully when Z'ndr and Krypto finally happen upon them.

Meanwhile, Gandelo confers with two members of the Circle. Although Gandelo insists that Supergirl must be executed in order to keep their cover-up, their partners point out they have nothing to hide because Rogol Zaar acted against their wishes, and Gandelo is losing control. Angry, Gandelo sends out a message across the galaxy: he wants Supergirl dead.

At the same time, in planet R'Venna, a group of followers or Rogol Zaar are determined to finish what he began and kill Supergirl.

REVIEW

This is a slow story, but every now and then closes chapters. It is clear that is a very long saga, but knowing DC it will most likely cut short by crossovers.

At least it is a title where the characters are themselves, that is pretty valuable for the Superman corner of the DCU right now. Supergirl and Krypto are a joy to read.

Z’nder is a mix of Peter Quill and Vril Dox II. I like the character and it seems like we are going into some kind of love triangle with Ryand’r (although I don’t imagine Andreyko going that route).

I wonder if Hokum really died in this story, I never really liked the character, but it felt a bit unceremoniously. Perhaps a clone?

There are too many artists involved in these issues, all of them great, some of them among my favorites... but it would really help a lot to keep Maguire for the long run. I am saying this because it is a longer arc, this sort of space opera deserves a unified style. (Fill-in artists have similar approaches at least).

I give these issues a score of 8.

#supergirl #dc comics #comics #review #2019 #2018 #post modern age #superman #omega men #krypto #ambush bug

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