#lucien castle oneshot

[imaginefan]

You Don't Like Witches

Klaus Mikaelson X Fem!Reader Lucien Castle X Fem!Reader (mentioned.)

Word Count: 840

Requested: Anon

Request: Having a thing for Lucien but Klaus doesn't want you to be with him because he likes you but he doesn't want to admit it but his brother's and sister's know it cause it's obvious but reader witch doesn't see it. One shot the originals. :)

You had known the Mikaelsons for a long time now, you had helped each of them with some kind of problem and when they found out about Hope, they called you to New Orleans to help confirm the pregnancy and then protect the baby.

You had been in New Orleans for months now and that was when Lucien showed up. Klaus had always been an interest of yours but he never seemed to be interested in you and due to his deep mistrust and dislike of witches you figured the best that you could get was friends and Lucien, he was offering you something more than friends.

Klaus seemed to pick up your attitude toward Lucien and decided to confront you about it “what is going on with you and Lucien?” He asked. “What are you talking about, there's nothing going on.” You answered “sorry there’s no relationship for you to manipulate.” “What are you talking about?” Klaus asked “that’s not why I’m asking but he is the enemy.” “You were an enemy once…” You reminded him and he narrowed his eyes on you. “And yet you didn’t try to jump into my bed.” Klaus sneered. “‘M not trying to jump into his bed.” You said through gritted teeth as you finally turned to look at him, his arms were crossed over his chest and you decided that this conversation was going to get you nowhere so instead you walked towards the courtyard where the others had been waiting and likely listening in.

Klaus watched you walk away and go straight to Lucien “nicely handled brother.” Elijah said as he walked up to him. “Enough.” Klaus warned him. “If you want to keep her then you have to tell her otherwise he’ll get her.” Elijah said. “He’s right, you know… She really likes you, otherwise she wouldn’t still be here, no witch has put up with you for this long.” Kol reminded him and he glared at the both of them before looking back down at you, you were walking over to greet Hayley who was holding Hope, the little girl leaned over immediately to fall into your arms and you accepted the affection readily. “Plus she’s good with your daughter, surely that’s worth something.” Kol added as he walked away from his clueless older brother to see his niece.

“Why is your brother burning a hole into the back of my head?” You asked as Kol came to stand next to you. “He’s working something out.” Kol answered. “Does it involve the 100 different ways that he could kill me?” You asked. “Actually quite the opposite.” Kol assured you as he glanced behind you at Klaus, you assumed though you would never turn to look at him. “He’s really staring, did you do something?” Hayley asked. “Apparently he doesn’t like it when I talk to other people.” You answered. “That’s not surprising, he is territorial.” Hayley shrugged “I think it’s the wolf part.” “Stop that.” You ordered “he’s not territorial, he just doesn’t want me talking to the enemy.” “The enemy he lets in his house? Not much of a threat.” She smirked and you narrowed your eyes at her. “Both of you stop, both of them can hear you.” You reminded them and they both looked at you. “I know.” They both said at the same time.

You were putting Hope down for the night after getting her to go to sleep while Klaus dealt with the clean up for the day. “She’s asleep?” Klaus asked as he appeared at the door. “Yeah she’s just fallen asleep.” You answered as you pulled the covers up over her and made sure that her favourite teddy was within reach. “Can I have a word?” He asked and you looked at him and nodded. “Sure.” You answered “as long as you're going to talk to me and reprimand me for the company I keep.” “I wanted to apologise, I should not have told you what friends you can have.” He said and you raised an eyebrow. “You never apologise are you sick or something? Can hybrids even get sick?” You asked walking forward until you were close enough to put your hand on his forehead. Klaus rolled his eyes and caught your wrist pulling you closer while directing your hand away from his head. “Just accept the apology.” He ordered. “Or..?” You asked. “Or I’ll have to try something a little more convincing, little witch.” He answered moving closer. “More convincing?” You asked, he smirked as he leaned forward pressing a kiss to your lips, it was quick, you assumed he was teasing but you followed his lips all the same. “Give me a chance to prove that I can give you everything that you want and more.” He pleaded. “You actually want to do that?” You asked. “Why wouldn’t I?” He asked. “You don’t like witches.” You frowned. “I like some of them, you are one of them.” He smiled, pressing a kiss to your temple as you hugged him.

Requests and general question!

[kasagia]

Could you make something like where klaus' girlfriend/wife is really attractive and all of his enemies want her(like lucien or tristan)?

Everybody wants to steal my girl

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x reader Summary: Klaus (and you) have been struggling with hybrid's jealousy for 1,000 years. It doesn't help that you're stunningly beautiful and that all his enemies want to steal you from him. But Klaus will not let his wife ever leave his side—or worse, lose her feelings for him. Even if he is "slightly" insecure about himself. Warning(s): jealous Klaus, jealous reader, a bit smut (I think) but not 18+, Klaus being an insecure puppy Word count: 7k I guess

She's been my queen since we were sixteen, we want the same things We dream the same dreams, alright, alright?

Klaus stormed into the abattoir in a rage. He promised himself that he would rip Lucien's heart out of his chest as soon as the circumstances were right, making sure he had suffered enough for his heinous act beforehand.

Klaus was the only one who could flirt with his wife.

He'd have to make sure that this pathetic creature got the message the next time they met. Lucien had condemned his life to death anyway, but Klaus might have had the pity to spare him from his creative torture.

Y/N didn't like it when he got blood on the floor. And when their daughter Hope came into the world, she tried to keep the violence around her to a minimum. Which didn't mean Klaus shouldn't fight every potential suitor of his baby's mother. Hope would agree with him if she was old enough.

When he calmed down, he decided to look into the room of their miracle child. He smiled, leaning against the doorframe as he saw Y/N putting their daughter to sleep. She sang an Old Norse lullaby they both knew from their human days.

Klaus flashed back to the days when he was just a teenager, head over heels in love with the daughter of their village chief. Then he wouldn't even have had a chance to hold her hand in public. His family was lower in the village hierarchy, which meant he could only dream of marrying a(n) Y/N. Which didn't stop them from falling in love. And turning her into a vampire with the Mikaelson siblings—the only thing he owed to his mother.

They both wanted and dreamed of the same thing: being together. They've had their ups and downs over the past thousand years, but they've always stayed together. She was the only person in their family that Klaus had never stabbed. Besides, he couldn't. She was a hybrid, just like him. After breaking his curse, it turned out that their lost dreams of having a family together weren't all that lost. Hope appeared. And they both hoped she wouldn't be their only child. But first, they had to deal with their enemies.

Klaus knew he would do anything to protect his girls. And in moments like this—when Y/N smiled softly at him, holding their sleeping daughter in her arms—he knew that his efforts were damn well worth the hard work and sleepless nights.

His wife might just not be so irresistibly, wonderfully beautiful at every fucking moment of the day. It would have saved him a lot of nerves and fits of jealousy every time someone flirted with his goddess.

"Tough day?" Y/n asked, placing her hand on his cheek. Klaus didn't even notice when she approached him.

"It's better since I've seen you, love." he murmured, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his chest to bury his nose in her delightfully fragrant hair.

Klaus adored every inch of her.

I know, I know, I know for sure Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

On days like this, Klaus was more murderous than usual.

Y/N knew full well that after agreeing to Tristan's polite request for a dance, Klaus was going to explode tonight. Not that she wanted to dance with the brother of a bitch who wanted to take her husband. Tristan's compliments to her, or even the subtle hints of his attraction to her, weren't pleasant to her either.

That was the plan: she was to distract Tristan while Klaus and Freya searched their house. The only thing Elijah didn't take into account was Klaus' enormous tendency to get jealous every time he touched her or received a compliment from another man.

Y/N could have sworn she saw Kol in the crowd eating a pack of popcorn, waiting for things to happen.

So she wasn't surprised when Klaus appeared at one point, snatching her from Tristan's arms with a warning growl. Or that he later marked her neck carefully and every inch of her body that had been contaminated by another man's hands.

Y/N was HIS and no one could ever change that. Not when he was around.

Elijah then burst into your room, being very annoyed at his brother's behavior. But honestly? He should have known better than to hope Klaus wouldn't give in to his jealousy. Tristan was lucky he didn't rip his hands off on the spot. On that day, the second of their first-turned vampires handed down a death sentence. Klaus wouldn't let anyone steal his wife.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

The cup of bitterness overflowed in Klaus when Lucien approached you on your annual "wedding anniversary" date. Yes, Klaus dared to show enough of his sentimental and tender side to declare this day a national holiday. No murders and no bodies on this day - that's what he promised you thousands of years ago.

But when he brought your order to the table and saw Lucien shamelessly flirting with you in front of him, inviting you for a drink at his suite, he seriously considered breaking that oath.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do that. He would rather avoid your wrath.

So instead, he walked over to your table with a sly, confident smirk, put the food on the table, and, grabbing your chin, pulled you close to kiss you passionately in front of the vampire.

He was marking his territory.

You smiled as Niklaus ignored Lucien's awkward grunt, only kissing you fiercely. He only let you go when he was sure your lips were swollen enough from his kiss. He smirked at your slightly disheveled state.

"Were you very bored without me, love?" he asked, playing with your hair.

"I kept her company, Klaus." the hybrid winced at Lucien's voice. He mustered up all the rest of his patience and turned his head, acknowledging the vampire's presence.

"Oh really? I didn't notice you, Lucien. You can go now." he brushed him off, turning back to you. Disgust in his gaze gave way to pure adoration. You were always amazed at how quickly you could change his mood with just your presence.

"Nik, sweetheart, it's very inappropriate to talk like that to our oldest friends, isn't it? Lucien, darling, we'll continue our conversation someday. You have to forgive me, but I promised my grumpy husband that I would focus all my attention on him today." you excused the two of you with a cute smile. Lucien just nodded, blushing.

You grabbed Klaus' arm and pulled him out of the bar before he lunged at the vampire.

"Niklaus, my heart and soul, you know I'm only yours, right?" you asked, kissing his cheek to stifle the surge of his jealousy.

"Yes. Which doesn't mean that this creature knows it too. And I'm not grumpy." he grunted, the furrow of irritation on his forehead deepening as he remembered Lucien's sweet words to you. He wanted to vomit as soon as you answered him in an equally nice and polite tone. "Every enemy of mine has a crush on you anyway; even my father doesn't feel disgusted and murderous toward you."

"Yes? You should have seen Aurora's face when she passed us a few minutes ago. She must have sent Lucien here to spoil our evening."

"Wait a minute, love... is that why you've drawn me to this very nice, unexpected, passionate, mind-blowing kiss in the middle of the street?" he asked with an incredulous smirk, watching with satisfaction as a treacherous blush crept onto your cheeks.

"What am I supposed to say? You're as territorial in this relationship as I am. Besides, we don't want to give our enemies the false impression that we see anything but each other, do we?"

"It's good to know you get jealous of me from time to time too, love."

"Time to time? Please, have you seen yourself in the mirror? I'm still at war with all these horny women who want to steal you from me. Such cheekbones, wonderful eyes, and an English accent are the dreams of many."

"Maybe, but I'm probably the one who chases away the most suitors out of the two of us. You have no idea how many people have had a crush on you over the centuries."

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

There was going to be a celebration of the summer solstice in their village. Young Klaus was just waiting for you to sneak out with him after the ceremonial rites for your own celebration.

You've been courting each other for over three years now, and today Klaus was finally going to pluck up the courage (with the help of Elijah and Rebekah and Kol's teasing) to propose to you. The ring was safely in his pocket, and the sword was well hidden where the two of you were supposed to spend a romantic evening.

Everything was planned and ready. Nothing could go wrong today. He anticipated and ready for every circumstance, and his mother (the only one of your parents who knew about this secret relationship) promised him to keep his father away from your tryst's place.

But it never occurred to him that another man would try to steal you away from him.

Thor Ragnarsson, the strongest and most powerful young warrior from their village, has been dancing with you since the beginning of the night. And it didn't seem like he was going to let you go that easily, and after the rumors he heard from Kol, Klaus found out that the man wanted to court you.

Klaus had a panic attack. How could he—weak, one of the many sons of a lesser warrior—compete with such a man for your hand? Thor could give you much more than he can. He was stronger, richer, more famous, and handsomer... No. He couldn't think like that. Not when you were destined for each other by fate, stars, spirits, gods, or whatever was watching over you. He had to do something, and fast, before that son of a bitch charms you and you forget the boy who wrote you poems and painted your portraits on the bark of trees.

Klaus may not have been the strongest, but he had something that many of their villagers lacked. He had the cunning, brains, and skill of the best assassin. He will snatch you from this brute's clutches. But first he'll have to figure out how to do it (and take control of the deepening feelings of jealousy that clouded his good judgment.)

Thor only had two weaknesses. Beautiful women and strong drinks. He doubted that he would get drunk so easily; they don't know each other, so even if he offered him something stronger to drink (with an admixture of sleeping herbs), he would probably refuse and sense Klaus' ruse. So he had to resort to Plan B.

"Rebekah!" he shouted, trying to find his sister in the dancing crowd. He found her pretty quickly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from talking to some man (whom he and Elijah needed to check out in the future) and dragged the protesting blonde to a place where they could watch you and Thor. "I need your help. Do you see this skunk who is talking to my Y/N? Please distract him so I and Y/N can run away from there. You know I wanted to propose to her tonight, and that lesser man is ruining my whole plan!"

"Couldn't you have asked Tatia? She would have helped you because of Elijah."

"They got out of here before Kol could scare off another woman. Please, Rebekah. Won't you do it for your favorite brother?"

"She better say yes." she sighed in defeat, threading herself into the dancing crowd. After a moment, she hit Y/N's partner and winked at Klaus. He didn't waste a second. He ran over to you and, making sure everyone was too busy to notice you, threw you over his shoulder and took you from there.

"Nik! You can put me down now." she laughed at him as they entered the forest. Klaus reluctantly set her down, immediately drawing her into a passionate kiss, which she eagerly returned. "What took you so long?"

"I had to make sure the inconvenience wouldn't bother us when we sneaked out."

"That inconvenience has a name. Besides, Thor's just my friend. We both know very well that my heart belongs to only one man in this village."

"And who is it, love?"

"Well, he's quite tall; he has blonde hair and beautiful, mesmerizing blue eyes; and he's artistically talented. I've never seen more beautiful things than the ones he's made, and he's soooo jealous of me, but that's only because he loves me and he's pretty insecure about himself. Thinking about it like that, I guess I should make sure he knows how much I desire and love him so he doesn't come up with some weird ideas. What do you think?"

"I think this man was born under a lucky star to be worthy of a miracle like you."

"I forgot to add that he charms me with his words like no one else." you murmured, placing a tender kiss on his lips, which accelerated the rhythm of your already madly beating hearts. He pushed you into a tree, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close, not wanting the world to let this moment between you ever end. You pulled away from him, placing your hand gently on his cheek. You smiled, looking at him with love in your eyes as he turned his head to kiss your hand. "I dare not agree with you. I'm the lucky one to have you, Niklaus. And believe me, nothing on this earth can change the way I love you. Nothing is even close enough to steal me from your safe, loving arms."

"So what do you say when..." he knelt down in front of you, trembling with nerves as he took a hand-made ring from his pocket. "Will I offer you my heart, soul, and body forever? You have my eternal devotion, loyalty, and love regardless of your answer, but know that it will be a real honor and a gift from the gods to call you my wife and to have a family with you. I want nothing more in this world than for you to be mine, Y/N. And I may not be the best choice; I am not very rich or strong, but I promise you that I will try to be the best husband for you."

"Oh, Niklaus, you stupid, insecure man... of course I will marry you!" you screamed with tears in your eyes, throwing yourself at him and knocking the two of you to the ground. You both laughed happily as you kissed each other's faces. Klaus gently slid the ring onto your finger.

One satisfying thought lingered in his mind as you both lounged in the field, embracing each other and watching the stars, talking about your future together.

She belongs to me.

Kisses like cream, her walk is so mean And every jaw drops when she's in those jeans, alright, alright? I don't exist if I don't have her The sun doesn't shine, the world doesn't turn, alright, alright?

"Any party you forgot to invite me to?" Klaus flinched at your pretentious, cold tone of voice. He turned away from the table to explain why Lucien, Aurora, and Tristan were sitting at the table with him and his brothers but fell silent, trying to keep his jaw from dropping.

"You look breathtaking as always, darling. Tristan and I missed having a beautiful woman at this table." Klaus stared murderously at Lucien as he kissed your hand, ignoring Aurora's offended snort. He knew you did it on purpose.

This morning, when he asked you to take Hope to visit Aunt Hayley for the day, you were wearing a completely different outfit. Now you were wearing those annoyingly tight jeans that showed off your curves perfectly, and you knew he loved them. Paired with a plunging neckline blouse, diamond jewelry, and little makeup, you looked like a goddess. Aurora could hide in the septic tank with her elegant, short dress.

You smirked at Aurora, sitting down between Lucien and Tristan, across from your husband. And that, too, was a deliberate ploy. You were out of reach of his hands to tease him with your beauty even more, regaling those idiots by your side with your heavenly presence. Klaus will make sure you pay for your little feat tonight.

He shot you a warning look as he noticed Lucien inching slightly closer to you, but you ignored him completely, smiling at some comment from the younger vampire.

Oh, yes, you will definitely be punished.

"Something wrong, sweetheart?" you asked him, knowing full well where his thoughts wandered.

"No. You're messing up the world order by fawning over this scoundrel instead of sitting next to me."

"Perfectly fine, love. Just admiring your beauty tonight."

"Only mine?" you asked, casually swirling her glass of wine and glancing meaningfully at Aurora, who tensed slightly under your gaze. You smiled meanly, ignoring Elijah's staring at you with irritation.

After failing to get anything meaningful out of Lucien (Klaus wouldn't let you get close enough to use his tricks), Elijah figured Aurora's weakness for Klaus could be exploited. But this time he didn't anticipate that you'd pick up on your husband's jealous behavior.

And you were much worse than the mighty hybrid.

"You know you're the only one I belong to, love." Klaus finally answered, shocking the younger vampires. They had never witnessed the world's deadliest vampire softly professing his love and devotion to you. You smiled sweetly at him, offering him your hand, which he kissed without hesitation. You shot a malicious, defiant look at Aurora.

They thought he had you wrapped around his finger, but it turns out to be quite the opposite...

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

"Cheer up, she's just talking to him and not even of her own free will, Nik." you heard Kol calming down your husband when you tried to get information from Lucien.

For some reason, a vampire who has been impersonating your husband over the years has fallen for your extraordinary beauty and become infatuated with you.

Elijah decided to try again and use this to your advantage, much to Klaus' displeasure and fury. This time, Elijah put his other younger brother on guard. Honestly, it was fun to watch Kol occasionally hold Klaus by his henley to keep him from running towards you.

But of the two evils, Kol preferred to fight Klaus' jealousy over yours. You have proven more than once that you are a more dangerous opponent than his already bloodthirsty brother.

"Are you alright, darling?" Lucien pulled you out of your thoughts as he looked at you with concern.

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hope's been getting on my nerves lately. She's so little, and she already has her dad's temper."

"A beautiful and caring woman like you deserves one night off." he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and placing a flower there in the process. You had to admit that it was a very sweet gesture. You blushed involuntarily, smiling shyly at the vampire. "Will you do me the honor?" he asked, extending his hand towards you. You really didn't want to flirt with him, but Elijah didn't give you much of a way out. You hoped Klaus knew that. But from the burning look you could feel in the back of your head as Lucien led you to the dance floor, you knew you were bound to have a fit of jealousy at home.

You just hoped no one would die until you were alone in the same room with your husband to ease his jealousy.

You glanced out of the corner of your eye at Kol and Klaus' hideout. You almost burst out laughing as you saw the two brothers jostling with each other as Kol was trying hard to hold Klaus by his henley.

"Bloody hell, calm down before I put a dog muzzle around your neck!" Kol hissed at him, deftly dodging Klaus' fangs as he tried to inject him with his werewolf venom.

Fortunately, Freya came and took control of them, thanks to which the rest of the night went without incident (except that Klaus barged in at the end of the party and, together with Kol, pretending to be drunk, laughed at their ball. The divas, as always, had to show up.)

You thought everything would be fine, but on the way back, Nik didn't say a word to you, only holding your hand in an iron grip as he put up with Kol's story about what a "jealous and rabid dog" he had been throughout the whole ball.

The son of a bitch only made him angrier and escaping to Davina at the first possible opportunity after you were parked under abattoir.

The rest of the siblings got out of the car quickly, leaving you and Klaus alone. You had to defuse the ticking time bomb that was your husband before it was too late, and also on your own.

"Nik..." you began in a sweet tone, but the man didn't even look up from your joined hands as he played with your wedding ring on your finger. "Nik, listen…"

"Do you regret your decision?"he blurted out, not letting you finish your sentence.

"What?" you asked, shocked about his unexpected, serious question.

You turned to him so you could get a better look at him. He was staring at your hands nervously. You could feel his grip tightening with every second of the tense silence between you two.

"Do you regret marrying me?" he asked in a trembling, rueful voice.

"Oh, Niklaus... my best friend, my king, my soulmate. How could I ever regret marrying my first, true, epic love?" you took his cheeks in your hands, making him look you in the eyes. "I love you. All of you. In your good and bad days, and nothing can change that. None knows me as well as you do. Nobody is even close to making me feel the way you have been making me feel for these last thousand years. You are my peace, my home, my security, my heart, and my everything. There could be a billion people asking for my hand, and I'll choose you again, and again, and again. You, our sweet Hope, and your siblings are the only ones I care about in this bloody world. I'm yours, Niklaus, and I'm not going anywhere in the following eternity."

"Good." he murmured, barely holding back tears, and pulled you into a needy kiss.

You grabbed his shoulders and straddled him, knowing full well that, after moments of uncertainty like this, he needed your tender, firm touch.

And with the uncles and aunts watching over your daughter, you were more than willing to take care of your insecure husband.

The next day you woke up alone in your bed, but in a room filled with various beautiful flowers… none of them were like the one Lucien had given you and Klaus had burned.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na

You lay in bed together, sleeping off the long weeks of fighting the de Martels and Lucien. You finally killed them, returning to that blissful, peaceful state. AND! Hope has gained a new Uncle Finn and Grandpa Ansel. And it looked like Aunt Davina would join your happy, crazy, Mikaelosn's bunch, thanks to Kol. Klaus allowed them to look after the baby under the watchful eye of Rebekah and Freya.

It'll probably be years before he trusts them enough to leave them alone with Hope, but that's just how your husband was.

Always a protector, a warrior, repelling any evil that could reach his loved ones.

"Stop thinking. Go back to sleep." he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

Lately, he has had a strange urge to stay very close to you. Maybe it's because spring is coming? You didn't want to ask him about his wolf side yet. He was fairly new to it and... shy. You were glad that now Ansel would be able to help him understand his other half.

"I thought we established a long time ago that I disobey your orders." you started to comb his hair, smiling as you heard him purr softly. He deserved to rest after bravely defending your family. You didn't know how much time you had left until another bomb exploded in your face.

"You could at least pretend to be a little obedient to your husband." he huffed, his eyes still closed.

"Me? Obedient? I thought you knew what you were taking, Mikaelson. Now, it's too late for any returns." you snorted, amused. Klaus graciously opened one eye, staring at you adoringly.

"I did. You're mine forever." he replied seriously, making your cheeks flush furiously and your heart speed up.

"Good." you whispered, placing a tender, short kiss on his lips.

"Good." he replied, cupping your cheeks and kissing you "properly" stealing your breath away. You enjoyed a moment to yourselves, touching each other tenderly, grounding in the familiar feeling of another's lips.

You two needed it after weeks of jealousy and uncertainty on both sides. Reminders that nothing and no one can take each other away. You belonged to him as much as he belonged to you. Soul and body.

You still were kissing as Klaus slid his hand down your neck, breasts, and belly and started to lift your shirt, making you shiver every time your bare skin made brief contact with his fingertips.

Suddenly, Hope's cry came from downstairs, effectively breaking the moment between the two of you. Klaus groaned, resting his forehead against yours.

"Your daughter is calling us."

"And since when is she just my daughter?"

"Since she's been demanding our attention purely because of her current mood. You spoiled her, Nik, and she's not even 4."

"I know another woman I've spoiled, and she's not complaining about it at all. Maybe that's not a bad thing."

"Just bring her here. I need her too." you backed out, knowing full well you couldn't win this fight. Thousands of dresses, jewelry, and your portraits painted by Klaus spoke clearly against you. Hope may have been spoiled by her dad, but over the past thousand years (and probably many more to come), your husband has made sure you get everything you want. Even a fucking star in the sky.

"As you wish, love." he murmured, kissing your forehead before going to fetch your daughter.

She knows, she knows that I never let her down before She know, she knows that I'm never gonna let take another take her love from me

Klaus couldn't let his guard down. You just had to attract everyone with your beauty. Even the Salvatore brothers. He wasn't worried about Damon. He was too smitten with Elena to even think about making a move to get your affection. But Stefan… the golden, Salvatore hero—who had some dark points in common with him but was definitely a better choice than him. Bloody hell, he would want him too, if he had to choose between himself and him. So he has to work really hard to prove to you that he may be better than Stefan.

It didn't help that the younger vampire was stealing you in front of him and dancing with you most of the time at his mother's ball.

Not also the fact that you were willing to let him lead you after Klaus argued with you about Esther's intentions. You sensed something wrong with her aura, but Klaus believed (or wanted to believe) that his mother meant well. That, like him, she wanted to reunite the family.

You guys argued pretty hard about it. And now you were dancing in the arms of his enemy, honoring him with your beauty, smile and attention.

The worst part of it all was that you didn't send him a single malicious smirk. You didn't tease him like you usually did after your fights. You didn't even notice him as he watched you doggedly, tipping another glass of champagne. His name probably never crossed your mind this evening.

He played with the wedding ring on his finger, watching carefully as Salavtore flirted with you in front of him. He promised himself that this time he wouldn't give in to his jealousy. He won't play by the rules of your game, and he won't play the jealous husband. You will come to him yourself and apologize to him.

At least that was the plan until he saw you take your wedding ring off.

This was too fucking much for him.

He set his glass down on the table and with a quick, slightly unsteady step, walked over to the two of you and twisted Stefan's arm, the exact one he had dared to touch your bare shoulder.

Salvatore groaned, drawing the attention of those around you. But you stood firm as you watched your husband break at least two of his bones. He released Stefan in disgust and grabbed your hand, dragging you through the crowd of onlookers to his studio - the only place where no one would dare disturb you.

"What the hell was that?!" he shouted, slamming the door behind the two of you in anger.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, sweetheart."

"For your own good, don't make me more mad than I already am, love."

"And you, for your own good, remember that I AM NOT the meek wife you can order around! I'm the hybrid, like you, an original. You have no power over me, wolfie, no one has."

"Are you sure, love?" he growled throatily, taking a big step towards her. You backed up until you hit the wall behind you. Klaus walked over to you, your chests rubbing against each other with every breath you took.

He suddenly kissed you aggressively, taking out all his anger and insecurity on you as he bit into your enticing mouth and began sucking the slowly oozing blood. He groaned at the sweet, addictive taste on his tongue.

With one hand, he untangles your complicated hairstyle and wraps your hair around his hand, tilting your head back. While he was busy fucking your neck with kisses, you took advantage of his distraction, digging your nails into his arms, taking revenge for biting your lip. He hissed, annoyed at your bratty attitude, and pressed his lips to yours again. Once he had distracted you, he gave away two of your dresses and slapped you hard on the ass. You moaned into the kiss, rubbing against him, making him even crazier with desire. He had to control himself before you went too far for him to carry out his plan.

"Such a willing… so needy whore for me." you moaned as he brushed against your core, still teasing you, his fangs on your neck as he bit your skin gently. "What a pity I only fuck with my wife." he growled, pushing away from you and heading towards the exit.

"Niklaus!" you gasped in anger as his body heat left you.

"Put your wedding ring back on, and maybe I will help you with your... little problem." he threw over his shoulder, ignoring your shouts of protest and threats.

He didn't even get his hand on the doorknob when you pinned him to the door, kissing him passionately. He grinned, throwing you onto the piano in the corner as he caught a glimpse of the familiar black gold on your finger out of the corner of his eye. Where the fuck should always be. He leaned over you, grabbing your chin hard to make you look into his eyes. Need and lust shone in your irises, making him harder than ever.

"You're mine. I am the only bloody man who'll ever hear your sweet moaning in pleasure like a whore. Nobody can take you away from me. Don't ever dare to think you can have any lover but me."

"Then stop talking and prove it."

"With a fucking pleasure, love." he growled, kissing you hungrily as he tore your dress in half.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

Hayley and Jackson's son stayed over at Hope's, and Klaus was more terrified than when he had fought his father. His little girl was playing with some kid. What if he started flirting with her? He had read somewhere that kids that age often find "boyfriends and girlfriends" and call every other person they are friends with that. He wasn't ready to hear from his little daughter that she had a boyfriend.

So ever since Hayley brought him in, he'd been giving the boy a stern look, much to his wife's annoyance. Klaus' reluctance gradually began to turn into indifference when, after hours of time Hope spent with her friend, he did not notice anything suspicious. They'd lasted all day, and there was no indication that the kid would have to be wiped off the face of the earth (or at least taken back to his parents immediately).

But then came breakfast. And Klaus noticed that this kid was staring at you in adoration. And he didn't like it at all.

He was not at all prepared for the insult, the insult directed at him, which the child said after you helped him cut his food.

"You are beautiful and kind as an angel. When I grow up, I will be your husband." Klaus spat out his cup of tea, choking as you tried not to burst out laughing at the 6-year-old's comment and Nik' reaction.

"Honey... but I already have a husband. He'll be very sad if I find another." Hayley called her son, who said goodbye to you and ran to hug Hope before mom took him away. You looked at your stunned husband with amusement. "Well… at least you don't have to worry about him flirting with Hope."

"This kid won't be stepping over the threshold of this house again." he growled, leaving the room to make sure the little one was out for good.

"Niklaus! It is just a child!" you shouted after him, laughing at his jealousy as you ran to make sure he didn't intimidate the poor boy.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

It's been quite a few years since Klaus' last fit of jealousy. After the (victory) fight against Inadu, you were finally able to enjoy a moment of normality.

You had lunch at some diner in Mystic Falls; you visited Hope at her school, and somehow it happened that a group of her colleagues accosted her. She introduced you, you chatted with them for a while, and everything was supposed to be a normal dinner with your daughter and her friends, until one of them... crossed the line.

"Now we know from whom Hope inherited such loveliness. You are very beautiful, Mrs. Mikaelson."

You quickly grabbed Klaus' hand across the table, politely thanking the boy. Hope, seeing what was going on, escorted her friends away and left you alone for a moment.

"Niklaus, he's just a teenager."

"Uhm." he muttered absently, staring with daggers at the departing boy.

"He could be our son, for God's sake!"

"Most people on this planet could be our children, but that doesn't stop them from flirting with my wife." you rolled your eyes, smiling with amusement as he growled at the boy staring at you when Hope was explaining something to him. The poor guy looked away in panic and ran away as fast as he could.

You were going to scold your husband for scaring your daughter's friends, but you decided to leave it to Hope. The smart girl knew how to talk to her father better than you. Maybe she'd finally knock those stupid fits of jealousy out of his head, with which you've been struggling for 1,000 years.

"Your pregnant wife, I would like to point out. And we're not going anywhere. Certainly not with a teenager." you said, grabbing his chin and pulling him to you so you could kiss him. Klaus grunted, pleased with the feeling of your lips on his, and automatically placed his hand on your yet-unseen belly, smirking as he felt the pulse of the youngest member of the Mikaelson family growing inside you.

"I'm back!" Hope screamed, stepping behind you with a nervous smile. You raised an eyebrow, while looking at your daughter. Oh, no. You knew that look in her eyes. Klaus had the same gaze as he was about to do... something in Mikaelson's style. "Taking the opportunity... I mean, now that you're reassuring dad. Mom, Dad, I have a boyfriend. His name is Landon, and he's coming to the family dinner on Friday for all of you to meet him. So, bye! I'm going back to school. I love you both!" she said, kissing you both on the cheeks and leaving you both stunned. You burst out laughing at Klaus' shocked, defeated expression.

"Nik? Are you okay?" you asked, still laughing. Your husband's patience really was tested today.

"I told you we should stay in bed today. I knew something bad was about to happen." he growled, giving you a menacing look as you still couldn't stop laughing. You kissed the corner of his lips, a huge smirk still on your face. Klaus rolled his eyes but couldn't hold back his smirk any longer while he was looking at you. The power you hold over him... one your smile was easily changing his mood. Even in situations like this.

"Don't be such dramatic. It's probably better that Hope is dating teens than me, right?"

"Stop it, love." he growled, putting the money on the table. He grabbed your hand and led you out of the bar.

"Stop what?" you asked, pretending to be innocent as you strolled towards your car.

"Teasing me."

"But it's my favorite part of the day… and we all know you enjoy every ounce of my undivided attention." you replied, stopping both of you in front of the car and putting your hands on his shoulders. You stared at him with a mischievous smirk, playing with his hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he leaned against your car.

"You know you're ruining my carefully crafted reputation as the greatest evil in the world?"

"I'm not too concerned about this… how about you?"

His only response was a light chuckle before he kissed you with all his love for you. You smiled, cupping his cheeks and pulling him as close to you as possible. You both loved those moments of peace between the two of you. No witches, vampires, or werewolves wanting your death. Just the two of you in each other's arms, too busy with each other to care about anything else.

"Let's go home, love. Before that bunch of Salvatores come down here with white oak stakes." he hummed tenderly, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

He could stare at your beautiful face for hours. Even if it meant dealing with the people who wanted to steal his goddess first. It was worth every effort to hold you in his arms again.

"I don't think we're on the top criminals list anymore. Stefan was recently joking that you had retired. And before you get a seizure in the middle of town, let me say that I didn't talk to him. Hope is friends with Delena's daughter. She might have overheard something."

"The gods must have punished me in some way for my many antics, so they sent me a wife to teach my daughter how to get on my nerves without even trying."

"Oh sweetheart. I love you too." you laughed as you both got into the car to go home.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

You were sitting in a rocking chair, holding your newborn son in your arms. The baby finally fell asleep peacefully, and you were afraid to make any move after hours of putting him to sleep. It looks like you'll have to sleep in this chair tonight.

"Rescue you, love?" Klaus' soft whisper tore your gaze from Henric Nikolas Mikaelson.

"I'd love to, but I'm afraid he'll wake up the moment he leaves my arms." Klaus slowly walked over to you, kneeling in front of you and gazing tenderly at the baby you held. "I guess you're going to have to come to terms with the fact that you're going to have to share me with someone else." the man rolled his eyes at the comment about his jealousy. He shifted his gaze to you and gently grabbed your hand, being careful not to let any sudden movement wake his son.

"I'll live with it as long as our kids are the only ones taking you from me."

"You are a very gracious, all-powerful hybrid." he chuckled, making a tired but genuine smile appear on your face. "Save yourself while you still can. I don't think I'm going back to bed tonight." you murmured, looking at the little usurper in your arms.

"Nonsense, you are going with me.." he lifted you from your chair with your soft, startled squeal and held you in his arms, careful not to wake your son. He carried you to the bed, making sure you were comfortable. He lay on his side, propping his head up with his hand, and stared at the two of you, spellbound. "You can sleep. I'll keep an eye on you two."

"Remember that your siblings and dad are coming tomorrow. Kol and Davina pick up Hope. And please, for God's sake, don't argue with Kol again about him being Henric's godfather, because we both know you don't want anyone else to take his place."

"Well, we always have Marcel and, God forbid, Finn. Besides, what kind of big brother would I be if I didn't torment him every chance I got?" you rolled your eyes, pressing your son to your chest, and used your free hand to grab your husband's hand.

"I just hope you didn't teach our daughter that."

"I'd be surprised if she didn't pick up on our habits herself." he murmured, kissing your hand and watching you fall into a peaceful sleep while holding your son and his hand. Your rings shone in the moonlight on your joined hands.

Yes... you were definitely belongs only to him.

[bonniebird]

This is a list of current requests I have pending: 

This list will be updated as / when fics are queued.

Requesting information here

Prompts:

.

1. “Are you wearing my (Hoodie)?”

 Allison Argent x Male!Reader

- Requested by: @ab1nsur​

- Notes: Smut

2. “You're a vampire! I knew it!”

 Kol Mikaelson x Fem!reader

- Requested by: ​@thatweirdoleigh

- Notes:

3. “What will this alliance cost me?”

 Lucien castle x witch fem reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: Frenimes to lovers

4.

Full Requests:

.

1. John agrees to help Dean find you after you’re taken by vampires during a hunt

Dean Winchester x Reader

- Requested by: @ellobruv

- Notes:

2. Stiles doesn’t trust Peter to protect you when you go with the other werewolves to help protect Beacon Hills

Stiles Stilinski x Reader

- Requested by: @ellobruv

- Notes: 

3. your brother Lucifer teams up with Mazikeen after they find out you have fallen for Chloe Decker

Chloe Decker x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

4. Lydia confesses her feelings to you when Magnus interrupts the wedding

Lydia Branwell x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

5. Meeting and falling in love with Freya when you visit New Orleans

Freya Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

5. The Mikaelsons are shocked to find out tat you, their childhood friend, are still alive

Rebekah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

5. Your brother Sweets accidentally reveals your private relationship with Cam

Camille Saroyan x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

5. Your childhood best friend Derek finds out that you and Emily Prentiss are dating

Emily x Fem!Reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

6. Confessing to your childhood friend that you're in love with them

Tyler Lockwood x female reader

- Requested by: Anon

- Notes: 

7. Hotch begins to panic when you're late for work

Aaron Hotchner x Reader

Requested by Anon

Notes: 

8. You and Bill work together to keep each other safe during the Hogwarts battle

Bill x Fem!Reader

Requested by Anon

Notes:

9. Finally meeting your pen pal, Ambrose Spellman, after your house arrest is up (Part three)

Ambrose x Fem!Reader

Requested by Anon

Part One

Part Two

10. Alicent Hightower arranges for you, the daughter or Rhaenyra's closest ally to wed Aemond Targaryen

Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Requested by Anon

Notes: Face claim requested - Jodie Cormer

11. You and Rhaenyra Targaryen spend the night together after an argument

Rhaenyra Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Requested by Anon

Notes: Oneshot format, smut

13. Aemond Targaryen finds himself in competition for his crushes attention when his cousin from Essos arrives at Kinglanding

Aemond Targaryen x Fem!Reader

Requested by Anon

Notes: Face claim requested - Jodie Cormer, Viserys GOT

14.

[lemonduckisnowawake]

Whoops. It's been a month. But here's what I wrote sporadically and sent to friends. In dialogue format because I hate myself, apparently.

It's unfinished, by the way. VERY unfinished. But currently no inspiration to do any more, so here goes.

Angelique: Okay, Elle. We open with you.

Elle: All right! Let’s do it! What…am I doing, by the way?

Angelique: You’re over the rose garden of the castle known as Chanceux Chateu. It’s a beautiful building with sloping roofs and unique architecture—they kind you can only find in Loire, and sometimes pale imitations of it in its neighboring kingdom of Trieux. As you’re keeping watch—

Severin: Wait. What’s she doing here?

Angelique, ignoring him: As you’re keep watch, you see some villagers poking around the home of the rumoured monster under the protection of the Loire crown. What do you do?

Elle: I chase them out, of course. This is my territory and I want those flowers.

Severin: What is that supposed to mean?

Elle: Don’t worry about it. It’s all part of the Red Riding Hood story, right?

Angelique: …heh. Someone didn’t read her backstory. Well. Okay, roll an athletics check with disadvantage.

Elle: Disadvantage?? Why? Don’t I have proficiency in it?

Angelique: Yes, but your strength is a nine. And it’s also night.

Elle: …fine

Elle: Oh, 15, so that’s a 16 with my proficiency bonus!

Elle: …………………………..I rolled a 6. So, seven…

Lucien: *snickers* Still more coordinated than you are in real life

Elle: Shut up, Lucien.

Angelique: HA! Well, that’s useful to have, but before we go there. Severin.

Severin: What?

Elle: Wait, what happens to me?

Angelique: You’ll see. Anyway. Severin. You’re in your own home, a large place, near your greenhouse, pacing in the little hall next to it. A few of your servants—

Elle: He has servants? Lucky…

Quinn: What’s so nice about having someone at your beck and call?

Odette: Speaking from experience?

Severin: Why am I pacing in the hall?

Angelique: …you’re worried about something the neighboring country has done? I don’t know. Stop thinking too hard for this oneshot

Severin: *shrugs*

Angelique: Whatever. Severin. Roll a perception check with advantage

Elle: Wait, why does he get advantage?

Lucien: Because Angelique likes him better?

Severin: You’ll see.

Elle: I hate both of you.

Angelique: Shut up, boys. Severin?

Severin: …

Angelique: Severin.

Severin: I thought you wanted me to shut up.

Angelique: I swear to—tell me your rolls and let’s get on with this.

Odette: Please. I want to introduce my character, too.

Severin: Fine, fine. Sorry. I rolled an 18 for perception, then a 14, so with my wisdom bonus, that’s a 19.

Elle: I actually hate you right now.

Angelique: Severin, just as you face the large doors of the greenhouse, you hear a sudden crack of glass shattering. You look up in shock to see a woman falling.

Elle: Hang on, is that me?

Angelique: Yes

Elle: Oh…

Angelique: The servants around you, Severin, you notice are trying to scream but can’t—

Elle: Hang on. Since when does Red Riding Hood have servants? Is that you two?

Odette and Quinn: :)

Angelique: Anyway, do you want to attempt to rescue the falling woman?

Severin: What? No.

Elle: Wow. This is just like that time I fell out tree and sprained my wrist. Lucien just stared for like…five minutes. But this feels worse somehow.

Angelique: Elle, you take 11 points of bludgeoning damage aaaaand your leg is broken.

Elle: Can you do that?

Angelique: I’m doing it now, aren’t I.

Elle: All right, but I’m not screaming in pain.

Angelique: Sure. Then you hit the floor with a thud, some of the glass shards cutting into your flesh. But you barely feel that sensation as you try to move and a sharp pain shoots up your leg. Suddenly, you see two men, masked—

Elle: Hold on, what?

Angelique: They both reach out to help you—

Elle: Hands off, pervert!

Angelique: …you draw back suddenly, hissing at them to stop, which they do. Severin, any thoughts to add in the meantime?

Severin: Yeah, what was she doing on my roof? I thought Elle was supposed to be Beauty.

Elle: Hold on. This is Beauty and the Beast????

Severin: …yes? Didn’t you read your character background? It’s at the end of the character summary. Angelique’s not throwing us into this blind on what fairy tale this is

Elle: Uh, no. I have the attention span of a paper airplane, and I thought this was just a one-shot. Why would I read it?

Odette: Bad call. Always read the backstory. Makes the way you play your character more interesting, though, granted, usually you’d make one up yourself.

Quinn: Angelique’s great at DMing, though, so you should be fine.

Lucien: I still think we’re missing the point that Elle’s Beauty and she just broke into the Beast’s house.

Elle: I…didn’t—Angelique was the one who told me I was here???

Angelique: I plead innocent. And Severin, as you’re wondering what in the world this woman that literally crashed into your home was doing before such a thing happened, Elle…you see one of the masked servants extending a more cautious hand to help you out.

Elle: I’m…so lost. But I guess I draw back again and try to tell him my leg is hurt.

Angelique: Cool. The groom looks back at a shadowed figure—

Elle: It’s Severin, isn’t it? Can I see the shadowed figure?

Angelique: You can make a perception check with disadvantage to see if you can.

Elle: Disadvantage? Again? Why are my wisdom stats so bad.

Angelique: Blame the dice I used to roll for them. Anyway?

Elle: …10?

Angelique: You can make out a large figure but see nothing the groom sees. Meanwhile, Severin, you spot the groom glancing at you. Even with the mask, he looks lost, like he’s definitely asking you for help.

Odette: Severin to the rescue, let’s go!

Severin: Let’s not.

Angelique: Your servant ignores you—

Lucien: Boo. That’s no fun.

Angelique: And you watch as your servant, whom you know to be a footman, signals for another servant behind you—a chamber maid—to get a doctor. Then, he turns to look at the fallen girl again.

Severin: Can I get a closer look? To check for weapons or anything?

Elle: I broke my leg!

Severin: I know what you can do even whilst injured.

Elle: That’s in real life! It doesn’t translate to my character!

Severin: You don’t even know your character.

Angelique: Shush, you two. Severin, roll for a straight perception.

Severin: I got a 12, so 13.

Angelique: Well, your groom and footman are shrouding her a bit from your view, but you still can tell that she looks to be more or less a peasant. You don’t see any telltale signs of weaponry on her, but mostly, you just notice that she’s in a lot of pain. And then you see your two servants staring at you expectantly and also with guilt-tripping looks.

Severin: …I mean, the doctor is already coming. Uh, I tell them that the doctor—

Angelique: Physician, and his name is Duval.

Severin: I tell them Duval is coming and, after that, she can go.

Elle: Rude.

Angelique: Your servants just keep staring at you. The footman points to the night sky, then waves towards the directions of where you know the guest rooms are, and makes a pleading sign with his hands.

Severin: Translation?

Angelique: *sighing* It’s late and let her stay here.

Severin: Oh. I don’t care. It’s her fault for skulking around the castle.

Angelique: The groom waves for your attention. Once he has it, he points to Elle—I mean, the woman’s leg, and you notice that this probably means it’s badly broken or some other thing.

Severin: You’re really doing your best to make me say Elle can stay, aren’t you, Angelique?

Angelique: I’m just playing my NPCs as they are.

Severin: Fine. I’m clearly annoyed but I tell the servants that the stranger can stay for one (one) night. Even though privately, I will put guards around her.

Quinn: Wow, you’re more paranoid than Acri was in high school.

Severin: No. I’m just someone who read my character sheet.

Elle: FOR THE NEXT SESSION. I’ll read it for the next session or get Lucien to read it to me!

Lucien: I gotchu.

Someone kick me if I don't write something for TFT/FTE DND AU by Sunday

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

Reader has feelings for Elijah he doesn't feel the same way, she ends up moving on and Elijah realizes he felt the same way too it just didn't click until he saw her with someone else. Reader ends up liking Lucien and they flirt all the time and it makes Elijah sick seeing it. *Reader is a witch

note: I hope you don't mind, i kind of made it so like the reader and lucien are dating. that was the only change, sorry if you dont like it. <3

You don't like me, period | Elijah Mikaelson x Reader (mainly) Lucien Castle x Reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

warnings / other notes ↪ cigarette smoking (i hope you're ok with that?) ↪ bourbon

2 years ago

"elijah..." my words quiet, almost as if my throat had been dialled down to the quietest setting, the older mikaelson brother turning "say anything, something?" my confusion was obvious.

Elijah wasn't a selfless person, so imagine my lack of surprise when I admit my feelings to him only to stare at me with nothing but the smallest disappointed expression.

"i'm afraid I can't just say something I simply don't feel." elijah finally spoke, his words bitter and cold but sharp like a knife slowly carving the words onto my body as a memory of forever alone, a memory of rejection.

Smacking my lips and nodding accepting my humiliating fate I jog up stairs to my room. Tears rolling down my cheek frantically trying to find a suitcase.

2 days before the present

"Please Lucien dear, I refuse to go back to New Orleans." my whiny tone obviously ringing in my boyfriends ear "Look, you know I love you, y/n. But I wouldn't make us go back to New Orleans if it wasn't for a good cause." Lucien responds annoyed.

"the reason being?" I question him sitting down on our bed as he zips up our bags. "To overthrow my sire of course" Lucien responds followed by an evil and maniacal grin.

I laugh to myself, having known that Lucien's sire had no chance of being overthrown. The highness of hybrids or the evil of the vampires.

"sure, whatever. I'd like to see you overthrow Klaus." I mumble sitting up from the bed, walking over to my closet to pick out any last minute clothing items I had left behind.

"you say that as if you know my plan dear." Lucien snickers "you say that as if I do not know Niklaus Mikaelson." I chuckle to him. Lucien kisses my cheek "well when you see my plan, you'll thank me, in the bed." Lucien jokingly states and I laugh "you're horrid." smacking his chest gently as he walks past "I sure am."

the present

"Klaus Mikaelson. My Sire." Lucien bursts through the dark cold entrance to the place I once called home "Lucien Castle, what a surprise." the former love of my life says in his cold, ill-mannered tone. I walk out from behind Lucien and I see the change in Elijah's facial expressions.

Trying to get used to the fact I was on the opposing side of the Mikaelsons was odd, I hadn't fought against them in years. That's what made me their ally, I was one of the few people they kept alive because I was worth more than my power.

"Y/n" he says "Elijah Mikaelson." I nod to him wrapping my arms around Lucien's as he comforts me "how... unexpected." Elijah says giving me a confused yet distasteful look, trying to decipher the last time I talked highly of my latest partner.

Lucien nods, grinning "Where is my sire?" Lucien asks the older brother "He seems to be preoccupied, please feel free to leave a message." the familiar tone of ignorance echoing loudly in the quiet room.

"Well we can wait, can't we love?" Lucien looks down to me "we have... all the time in the world." I smile back to my boyfriend, looking over to Elijah and letting go of Lucien, walking over to the steps "I remember these were once stained with blood, no?" I question Elijah who sighs.

"They very much were, until we refurnished the house." Elijah mumbles "I assume booze aren't too much to ask for?" I turn to him, his jaw drops because he is unable to tell me to get it himself, shaking his head he walks away towards the kitchen.

The house seeming more spacious than before, the feeling of all four walls closing in on me no longer there. Reaching the top of the stairs "how high and mighty do I look love?" I ask Lucien who looks at me in awe, admiring me from my head to my toes "goddess, high and mighty like a goddess my queen." he says taken back.

Elijah returns with two glasses handing one to Lucien as I make my way down the stairs to collect my glass "this house is bigger than I remember." I smack my lips before placing them on the clean, bourbon filled glass.

"It does seem like that." Elijah nods agreeing with me "When I left it felt so small, closed in. No matter, I like living in southern France, a lot of space there." I giggle looking back to Lucien insinuating something dirty as he immediately picks up.

"Now now Lucy, don't laugh at something you never understood." Elijah says in an insanely calm manner although he clearly was implying something else "Well, Elijah. If you couldn't tell, Lucien is more of a man than you are and he does understand it, more than you ever can." I roll my eyes.

Moments pass before a blood covered hybrid bursts through the gates, wiping his bottom lip with his finger before licking the leftovers off leaving his finger completely clean.

"Ah Lucien, Y/n." Klaus says shocked "What are you two doing here?" he asks, the smell of blood and booze radiating off him like he was a Molotov cocktail with fire emanating from its core, "We came to say hello to the better Mikaelson while we were in town." I smile wrapping an arm once more around Luciens.

"And of course to check up on my sire." Lucien says and I nod agreeing with him "how did dear old y/n manage to find you before I did." Klaus says welcoming him with open arms.

"well it was hard to miss her beautiful face." Lucien laughs as I let go of him and he walks towards Klaus, hugging him tightly "good times." he chuckles.

Klaus guides us upstairs, Elijah following closely behind me as we walk into the meeting room also know as the room with all the couches.

Lucien and I sit "I assume Elijah welcomed you both." Klaus says "it was a welcoming." clearing my throat, crossing one leg over the other as Elijah stares at me intimately "Elijah" Klaus says in his sarcastic tone causing me to giggle slightly since i had not been in their atmosphere for 2 long yet amazing years.

"My apologies, would you like a redo?" he asks Lucien still keeping his eyes on me "No, it's fine. I'm sure y/n just expected more because they know you." he laughs drunkenly despite barely even drinking a full glass of alcohol.

"Well I'm sure you'll do better tomorrow, when we return with a bunch of gifts for dear old Niklaus." I turn my head from Elijah to Klaus with a big grin on my face.

Elijah looks at me in complete and utter disgust as I eye Lucien like a tart, in all honesty I couldn't care less about where Elijah's eyes were placed even if it were on my most promiscuous parts. My eyes would remain on Lucien.

Lucien's villainous grin as he concocted an evil plan, although I knew that his plan was just as rubbish as his brain... his looks made up for it I suppose, his personality was the big part.

After a while Klaus and Lucien became closer than close friends and started talking about old times as Elijah and I just stand there.

Standing up from the couch I reach into my back pocket pull out a cigarette "excuse me." I mumble walking past the men and outside to the courtyard.

Lighting my cig, inhaling it to feel absolutely nothing. Minutes pass of standing in the courtyard alone, covered in my own cancerous smoke "old habits never die, or so the young people of today say." I hear a voice say from the overhanging balcony.

"yes well seeing you certainly stresses me out." waving the smoke out of my face as I look up to see Elijah standing over me with no hint of emotion in his face "last time I checked you had the ability to shed tears." I point my cig at him and he nods.

"Well last time I had a tough choice to make." "Tough choice to make" I laugh to myself rubbing my tongue along the inside of my cheek "so telling me how you truly felt was a tough choice." rolling my eyes turning away from him as he vamps in front of me.

"we had no chance." he says stopping me, i place the cig to my lips inhaling it slowly before blowing the smoke in his face. Elijah doesn't flinch "I know why you finally have something to say, Elijah." crossing my arms over.

I had thought it over, why he never told me about his feelings or even told me about anything going on about his life. Yet every single time I never got an answer, even if I had thought about it for months but now its more apparent than ever.

"you're actually jealous." the disbelief in my voice more apparent than the smoke in the room "I am not Jealous." he scoffs as I walk past him "you see me with Lucien and you finally realise that he has someone that you once could of had." laughing and I storm out of the Mikaelson home.

Tossing my cig on the floor and stamping on it, Elijah grabs my arm dragging me back inside. "you aren't leaving." he says through his gritted teeth in an obviously annoyed tone "I don't remember saying you could touch me, Elijah." pulling my arm out of his grasp and he nods accepting that I was no longer wrapped around his finger.

"I don't like you with him." he says as I turn my back to him making my way up the stairs as he vamps in front of me once more, this time closer than before, his lips only inches away and I can't help but remember why I felt a certain way about him.

"You don't like me, period." I correct him. "I-" his mouth open but nothing comes out besides a slight noise, astonished by my fact he stares at me. A slight smirk appearing on his face "motus" pushing him back and walking past him and back into the room that Lucien and Klaus had been occupying.

[justanothermagicalbeing]

Friends Forever?

Summary: Being friends with Klaus has its perks - and its flaws. Especially because you’re human. A run down with Lucien could therefore easily have a deadly ending.

Prompts: 18. ”I almost lost you.” 19. “Well, I guess things could be worse.”

Pairing: KlausxReader Words: 849

A/N: Combined two Klaus requests, I hope that the ones requesting are okay with it. Oh, and then there’s some Lucien in this one; it’s my first time writing him and I hope I did him justice. Takes place during the beginning of season 3.

The sun was shining, people were out on the streets, and music and laughter filled New Orleans. It really was the perfect day. Or it could have been had it not been for the prophecy which made the entire Mikaelson family worry even if they would not admit it.

In an attempt to take your friend’s mind off of it, you had convinced Klaus to go for a walk with you in the lovely weather. However, he did not make it easy for you.

Klaus: I shouldn’t be out here, I should be trying to find a way to fight this prophecy.

You sighed.

Y/N: You can do that tomorrow, Klaus. I know that you have a lot on your plate but you need to live a bit as well.

Klaus: There’s a prophecy about the end of my family and you just call it ‘a lot on my plate’?

Y/N: Well… I know that things are bad but I guess things could be worse.

Klaus: How?

Before you got the chance to answer him, you were flung away from your friend by an unknown force which caught you again before you hit the ground; but it also placed a hand tightly around your throat.

Lucien: Let me give you my take on that question, my friend. Things could be worse if you let yourself get distracted by a mortal girl.

The grip tightened, making it slightly difficult for you to breathe. Your frightened eyes found Klaus’ and to your surprise you saw a bit of terror in his as well. Hopefully Lucien did not notice it. And hopefully he did not notice Klaus’ clenched hands either.

Klaus: Lucien. To what do I own this… pleasure?

His words were filled with spite, his eyes lingering on the hand around your throat.

Lucien: Well, I am your friend. And friends help each other, do what’s best for each other. And right now what is best for you is to focus on the prophecy.

You twisted about but it only made his grip around your throat tighter and it made him place another strong arm around your waist too.

Lucien: I do understand your attraction of this pretty little thing but she seems to cloud your judgement; and right now even the slightest distraction could lead to your death.

If glares could kill, Lucien would already have been dead. Klaus took a step towards you but stopped when he saw Lucien’s grip tightening. He swore silently.

Klaus: I appreciate your concern friend but I’ll decide what distracts be and what doesn’t.

Your breathing turned irregular and your heartbeat hammered away; you were pretty sure that they would have been able to hear it even without their super hearing.

When Lucien’s head bowed down and his nose and mouth touched your neck, both you and Klaus froze.

Lucien: Come on. Why not have a taste of the blood that I know you’ve wanted to drink ever since the first time you laid eyes on her. Drink it all and your distraction will vanish.

Klaus’ patience was now gone; he would not let anyone hurt you.

Klaus: Let her go, Lucien. Now. And I’ll may consider forgetting that this ever happened.

His words only made Lucien laugh a laughter that made your blood freeze.

Lucien: If you won’t do it Nik, I’ll be happy to. I imagine that she’s got a sweet taste with small hints of spiciness.

When Klaus took one more threatening step towards the two of you, Lucien’s teeth pierced through your thin skin and you let out a shattering scream.

But Lucien did not manage to drink you dry before Klaus forcefully threw him off of you and broke his neck.

Your hand instantly touched the place where Lucien had bitten you, small drops of blood falling down from the wound.

As soon as Klaus was done with Lucien, he turned towards you, worry shining in the eyes that turned to your wound.

He was just about to bite into his wrist when you placed a hand on his.

Y/N: It can heal itself. It’s alright.

Klaus: Alright? None of this is alright!

He noticed you jumping when he increased his voice and tried to calm himself down.

Klaus: I’m sorry Y/N. It’s just that…I almost lost you. And I don’t think I’ve been that scared for centuries.

A small smile played on your lips as you placed your arms around his neck and hugged him.

Y/N: It’s okay, I’m fine. You won’t lose me.

You backed away a bit so you could see his face.

Y/N: After all, I need to make sure that you have at least one decent friend around.

Finally, you got a smile from Klaus. You took his hand and squeezed it before leading him away from the body that would wake up too soon.

Sure, the day didn’t go as planned – but they rarely did in New Orleans. What mattered was that you and Klaus were still by each other’s sides. And you would be for a very long time; probably even forever.

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[theeoriginals]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

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minors dni with nsfw content

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[ao3feed-peterstiles]

Oneshots and Crossovers

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42479007

by EddieXSteveFan1991 (MunsonHarrington1991)

Oneshots of my Choosing and Crossovers

Words: 2196, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Christine - Stephen King, Scream (Movies), Stranger Things (TV 2016), The Black Phone (2022), The Lost Boys (Movies), Final Destination (Movies), Teen Wolf (TV), The Vampire Diaries (TV), The Originals (TV), Bullet Train (2022)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Arnie Cunningham/Buddy Repperton, Dennis Guilder/Richie Trelawney, Billy Loomis/Randy Meeks, Wes Hicks/Vince Schneider, Billy Hargrove/Mike Wheeler, Tommy Hagan/Eddie Munson, Albert | The Grabber/Finney Blake, Robin Arellano/Bruce Yamada, Dwayne/Sam Emerson, Edgar Frog/Shane Powers, Carter Horton/Ian McKinley, Nick O'Bannon/Andy Kewzer, Peter Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Liam Dunbar/Gabe, Jackson Kenner/Lucien Castle, Klaus Mikaelson/Alaric Saltzman, Ladybug/Tangerine (Bullet Train), Ladybug/The Wolf (Bullet Train), Arnie Cunningham/Buddy Repperton/Dennis Guilder, Billy Loomis/Stu Macher/Randy Meeks, Wes Hicks/Richie Kirsch/Vince Schneider, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington/Dustin Henderson, Eddie Munson/Jason Carver/Mike Wheeler, Bruce Yamada/Griffin Stagg/Robin Arellano, Albert Shaw | The Grabber/Finney Blake/Vance Hopper, Chris Emerson/Jon/Shane Powers, David (The Lost Boys)/Dwayne/Sam Emerson, Alex Browning/Carter Horton/Ian McKinley, Andy Kewzer/Hunt Wynorski/Nick O'Bannon, Garrett Douglas/Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Liam Dunbar/Gabe/Theo Raeken, Malachai "Kai" Parker/Alaric Saltzman/Damon Salvatore, Jackson Kenner/Klaus Mikaelson/Lucien Castle, Ladybug/Tangerine/The Wolf

Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Self-Harm, Protectiveness, Crossover Pairings, Love Confessions, Blood and Injury, Ghosts, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Alternate Universe - Vampire, Werewolves, Car Accidents, Alternate Universe - Future, Mermaids, Breaking and Entering, Time Travel, Suicidal Thoughts, Murder, Trapped, Falling In Love, Other Tags May Be In Description

Read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/42479007

[themonotonysyndrome]

Emerald Onlooker

Part 2 of the Successors to the Future is here! I, uh, didn’t expect a lot of people liking it, but since I’m still pretty excited about this AU, I want to write as much as I can. 

Thank you again @tri3tri for inspiring us with your Second Wive AU and many, many wonderful Yandere!Malleus content. A little summary about this AU: Yandere!Malleus married and took MC against her will. He turns her into a Queen and they had 2 daughters. However, Yandere!Malleus is pushed to take on a second wife (a Fae woman, Gekkon) to give him a son, a male heir. During the wedding ceremony, MC took the opportunity and escape to NRC with her daughters in tow and Crowley finally did them a solid and send the three of them to MC’s world.

Successors to the Future, summary: Without a court of condescending Faes and Malleus’ oppressive affection, MC and her daughters live happily in the other world. When she left Twisted Wonderland, MC didn’t realise that she was pregnant and thus, she gave birth to a son who grew up as carefree as a bird and just as kind. However, now that her eldest daughter had just turned sixteen and discover her Unique Magic, she was returned to Twisted Wonderland as a first-year student in Diasomnia. Since it’s only a matter of time before Malleus and his court discover her presence at NRC, MC and her children did their best to prepare her for that inevitable day. 

This oneshot is a continuation of that. 

FD/N = First daughter’s name/Renata Draconia (half-human, half dark Fae Princess. Malleus & MC’s eldest child)

SD/N = Second daughter’s name/Sherrie or Cherry Draconia (half-human, half-dark Fae Princess. Malleus & MC’s middle child)

S/S = Son’s name/Lucien Draconia (half-human, half-dark Fae Prince and the heir to the throne. Malleus & MC’s youngest child). 

MC/S = MC’s surname

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Sherrie enjoy going about her daily lives on her lowest brain capacity most of the time. There’s nothing like just... switching off your brain and ignore all the boring things around you.  

The only thing that gets the gears and cogs in her brain spinning is when she plays video games like Portal or coming up with schemes to get her eldest sister out of trouble. 

When she jokes about only having 2 braincells and that both are constantly on holidays at the same time unless Renata did something stupid, Renata howl with laughter while Lucien just rolled his eyes at his cackling sisters. 

But now that Renata is playing student in Night Raven College, Sherrie is surprised to find herself looking forward to not only help her oldest sister dodged their father’s steps, but also pulling the proverbial rug underneath the Thorn Kingdom. 

Especially Lilia Vanrouge. 

It’s addicting. The unholy glee running within you when your cute puppets finally realised who’s been tugging on their strings all along. 

Humans are easy and oblivious enough for her to practise on. Despite how monotonous school can be, the environment was a good place for Sherrie to learn and play. Everyone has a chip on their shoulder; everyone wants to stand out among the rest. 

So it’s really not that hard to learn who’s the right person to blackmail, who’s desperate enough to do anything to make their crush look at them and how to make the key figures dance on the palm of her hands. 

This year’s prom night was certainly a memory she won’t ever forget. 

And now? Now Sherrie can’t wait to play with the so-called ‘superior’ species - their father’s ancient court and loyal retainers - once she and her sister could establish contact. 

They’ve been working hard on this little project. Everyone in her little family is. Renata is off being a good little student and let the gossips travel on its own, their little brother is doing his best to assured their mother that all would be well and Sherrie?

Sherrie is busy setting up the stage for the climax once Renata usher all the important players to where she wanted them. 

(Mama likes to call her a ‘smart cookie’, always rubbed her head affectionately and said, “You’re a brilliant girl, Cherry. You’re just lazy. I know you can achive anything you want with the proper motivation, just like Floyd-senpai.”.) 

(Their Mama can never know just how far her daughter had use the same skill that she praise to manipulate others.) 

In the middle of the evening - just shy after midnight -  Sherrie heard a water drip somewhere in her bedroom. 

Drip... drip... drip... 

She pushes her chair away from her gaming laptop, game paused and just listen. Her eyes scan the dimly lit bedroom. 

Drip... drip... 

“This better not be the start of a horror movie.” 

It’s coming from... somewhere near her vanity table. Sherrie ignores the clutter of make-ups, perfumes and figurines on the table and waited eagerly. Her leg couldn’t stop bouncing when the surface ripple like water’s surface once. 

The ripple clears and instead of staring at her reflection, her oldest sister stares right back at her. 

“It works!” Renata said incredulously. “I can’t believe the headmaster’s half-assed runes actually works!” 

“The fuck? What happened?” Sherrie reply, a bit taken back. Behind her sister, Sherrie could see a bed, study table and walls and other furnishing that eerily looks similar to the ones back at the castle. 

Renata waved her hand in a dismissive manner. “I had to literally bullied a grown ass man to help me contact you. It took me a week of camping in the library to figured out how, but we managed to come up with runes that allow us to create a link to every mirror in the house.” She explains in an exasperated tone. “I’ll teach you the drawing tomorrow. All you guys need to do is just draw them on any mirror and it’ll send me a signal to find a mirror of my own.” 

“That kinda sounds like a phone call. Like, an interdimensional phone call!” 

“I know right! I already put a compact mirror in my purse so I can call you anytime!” Renata said with a smug grin. She’s clearly proud of her clever little trick. Even with the help of the headmaster. 

Sherrie never doubted that her sister couldn’t find a way to contact them. She’s a prodigy when it comes to magic. 

She might be young, but she could still remember how their tutors gave out praises as if they were candies when it comes to her older sister and her affinity for magic. 

It’s just too bad that their compliments are worthless when they always ended with, “If only the Princess is a full born Fae...” 

“Ok, so, contact established. Now are you still in Phase 1?” Sherrie said, bringing their conversation back to important matters. She made sure to properly and slowly explain their game plan a week before the Ebony Carriage took Renata to Night Raven College. The words are clearly written, highlighted colourfully and important steps are accompanied by cartoon stickers. 

Despite being a prodigy at magic, her sister woefully has short attention span when it comes to playing the long game. Her attention spans burn hot and fast, just like her anger. It also burns out just as quick as it came. 

Renata rolled her eyes, unimpressed. “Yes, yes. I’m still in Phase 1. It’s hard to make friends when everyone is wary of you. Do you know they hung up portraits of past Dorm Leaders and their Vice Dorm Leaders in each dorm? It’s so annoying when everyone stares at me and at father’s portrait whenever I walk into Disomnia!” 

Sherrie hums and made a quick dash to grab her tablet. The one where she wrote down her plans. She swipes the screen to the list of names that their mother had given them. 

“They’re just NPCs, don’t worry about them. What you need to focus on are the students with the surnames that Mama gave us.” Here, Sherrie is tapping on the screen of her tablet to the mirror. “Have you met any of them or did you fucked up the plan already?” 

“Calm your tits, I’ve been following your instructions.” Renata assured her, not the least riled up. “We’re only in the first semester; I only managed to match the names and faces of my dorm mates so far. It’s gonna take me at least a month of snooping around before I could find them.” Renata paused and her eyes suddenly lit up as if she just remembered something. “Oh, but I’ve been farming intel of the Thorn Kingdom using the Lucky Leanan spell every day after curfew. It took some trial and error but I successfully managed to find the castle again!”

Sherrie recalls that one of Renata spells - Lucky Leanan - creates a small fairy made out of pure magic that would do sneak attacks by shooting lightning bolts while Renata fights. It’s small enough to flit behind an opponent’s line of sight and take them off guard. 

Small enough to sneak into the castle without anyone none the wiser. 

So Sherrie nodded. “That’s a good move. You’re safely far away from the castle and you can remotely dispel Leanan if it gets dicey.” 

“Yup! Look at my one braincell go!” Renata cheered. “If I keep this up and give it plenty of water and sunlight, maybe it’ll grow!” 

Sherrie burst out laughing alongside her sister. Her joke took her off guard. Hopefully their laughter didn’t wake up their mother and Lucien. 

Sherrie hiccups and wipe the tears from the corner of her eye. It feels nice to talk to her sister again.  

She misses her disaster of sister already. 

“Anyway, I need to hit the bed soon.” Renata said, breaking her train of thought. “I’ll do my best to gather as much info as I can about the ongoings inside the castle for you. Are there any heads up you want me to look for?” 

Sherrie smiles brightly and reply, “Of course! If you could, be a dear and get everything about father’s... other wife. Everything - right down to the most boring shits.”

“On it.” 

-

That first-year Diasomnia student has been the talk around campus for weeks now. 

Not only is she the only girl in Night Raven College, word on the streets quickly spreads that she’s look too similar to one of the previous Dorm Leader of Diasomnia to not be related. 

Staring at her while she’s busy taking a selfie of the Great Seven statues, he agrees that the similarities are too uncanny. 

Now, why would he sends his own Princess to a villain school without any retainer? 

That, and why under a different surname? 

Something’s not right. 

Renata MC/S brought with her an interesting mystery to Night Raven College. A mystery that caught his interest at the first whiff of her scent. And oh Great Seven, her delectable scent. The first time his nose caught that mouthwatering smell, it had his tail swishing in eager and his head spinning. 

It’s the scent of his favourite flower - blood lily - with a hint of something... otherworldly. He still can’t quite put words into it. 

He wants to unravel her. Understand what makes her tick. 

Uncover what she’s hiding. 

Four days later in History class, Professor Trein gave him - and Renata - their golden ticket. 

“Kingscholar, MC/S - you two will be partners for this assignment. I expect you two have no objection.” 

“It’s fine...” 

“I don’t have a problem with the arrangement, professor.” 

The professor nodded and class is dimiss. Students began making their way out of the room. Except for him... and her. 

Renata steps in front of his desk when they finally have the class all to themselves. He takes a good, long look at her. 

She’s certainly beautiful; a real heartbreaker. But there’s something interesting within her bright green eyes. Something volatile. He wonders what could it really be. 

“Hi there. So you’re Bakari Kingscholar, hmm? Hope we can ace this assignment without any problem.” Renata said with a small smile. Is she trying to be friendly? Because it just looks condescending as hell. 

But that just makes this a lot more fun. 

“Same here. Girl or not, I won’t let it slide if you prove to be a dead weight.” 

His warning clearly took her off guard with the how her smile froze. It was only for a moment though, before she let out a laugh. As if he just told a funny joke. 

“Kitty-cat is flexing his claws, huh?” Renata had the audacity to grin. The other Savanaclaw students would’ve lowered their heads at his tone. “Don’t worry. Do your part and I promise I won’t light your tail on fire.” 

Oh, his old man needs to know about this girl. 

-

You have no idea how much fun it is to write about Malleus and MC’s children! Especially the Princessess. Unfortunately, they’re more like Malleus than they or MC even realise it. Anyway, my main reference for SD/N is none other than... TADA! Fyodor Dostoevsky from BSD!

It’s just that Sherrie is a lot more lazy and rather keep to herself and stay at home. She only goes out of her to way to mess with people because of Renata and her tendecies to get into trouble.  

I’m still thinking on the draft for part 3 so we’ll see how that goes. Also, I was struggling wether to name Leona’s son or not. I think that honoured should go to @tri3tri​! 

[imaginefan]

Apartment Share

Lucien Castle X Reader

Word Count: 790

Requested: Anon

Request: Can you write something about being roommates with Lucien and reader she gets sick of all the girls he brings over? She has feelings for him but she just doesn't admit it to anyone and she doesn't admit it to herself.

Everything started well, you had a flat mate who you liked, it was a nice apartment and it was at half the price but before long things started to change. Lucien started to bring home girls, it was a different girl every night and the next morning you had to play uninterested flat mate as they stumbled out of his room and headed off for the day. At first it was just annoying but the more time that you spent with Lucien between all of this you started to fall for him yourself.

Lucien was a sweet guy, he made dinner all the time and brought home things that you mentioned wanting in passing, he was relatively clean and 90% of the time you were laughing about something stupid or watching some show that someone had recommended for you. You never said anything because you wouldn’t admit that those feelings were even there.

So one morning when you were sitting in the kitchen a conflict you didn’t even know was arising boiled over, you were reading something on your phone while shovelling food into your mouth. “So you're the flat mate?” She asked. “Hi.” You greeted her without taking your eyes off of your phone. “I always wondered why he never tried to set up some friends with benefits scenario with you.” She shrugged as she walked over to the fridge you assumed, looking for something to eat. “You're not appealing in the slightest.” “You're pleasant aren’t you.” You mumbled as you finished what you were eating and put the bowl in the sink. “Clean up after yourself will you.” You muttered as you walked out of the kitchen, she grunted, obviously wanting a different reaction. You didn’t notice Lucien and neither did she well, not until he told her to get dressed and get out.

The next couple of days he noticed a change in you, you were more distant then you had been since you moved in, you wait until late into the night to actually go and eat, you’d not come out of your room until you heard his date of the night leave, unless you had to go work and sometimes he’d just get a simple text telling him that you were staying at your friends place. It only took a few more days before he decided to confront you, he waited in the kitchen until you came out to get food “Oh what are you doing here, no one night stand tonight?” You asked as you looked in the fridge picking out the leftovers from the previous day's meal. “Actually I wanted to talk to you about something.” He answered. “Oh what?” You asked. “Well, you’ve been avoiding me for the past few days, have I done something to upset you?” He asked. “I’m not avoiding you, our schedules just haven’t lined up, you're reading too much into this.” You waved him off putting your food in the microwave. “Right of course.” He stood from where he was sitting and walked over to you caging you against the counter. “Now say that like you mean it.” “Lucien.” You frowned “what are you doing?” “Trying to figure out why the person I’d call my best friend suddenly wants nothing to do with me.” He answered. “It’s nothing, don't worry about it.” You tried to move away from him but he didn’t let you. “It’s not nothing.” He argued. “What happened? Was it what that other girl said?” “What? No.” You answered. “Then what is it?” He asked. “I’m still just your friend.” You finally answered, you looked at the floor and gripped the countertop too tight, that was the first time that you admitted what was bothering you and you knew that it had ruined everything. You weren’t even hungry anymore, you pushed your way out of the position that you were in attempting to move away from him. “Where are you going?” He asked, grabbing your wrist. “Do you want to hear what I think?” You didn’t say anything but you didn’t move either. “If I knew that you felt this way things might have changed by now.” “What?” You asked, he pulled you back towards him and wrapped an arm around your waist pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “You are so important to me, too important to just have a one night stand with you, if anything ever happened I wanted it to be worth something… I never meant for you to get the wrong idea. Just give me a chance to prove it.” “Prove what?” You asked. “That I love you.” He answered and you looked at him over your shoulder. “One chance.” You agreed. “That’s all I need.” He assured you.

Requests and general question!

[otomes-world]

Good Night

This oneshot was based on AU series of @tri3tri​​  (っ˘ω˘ς ) I hope you like it! This piece had happened before mc starts neglecting her son and yes, this is lyrics from Down to the Sea

Life is a strange, unaccountable thing. Many people rush from one extreme to another in the hope of learning its secrets, but they are destined to sacrifice their own hearts and souls, without achieving anything. Lilia often repeated that people's mood is difficult to predict, it changes faster than the wind in the sea.

Therefore, Malleus, like a sailor whose boat was thrown from side to side, tried to maneuver on a voyage called "Family Life". However, he voluntarily started it, waited impatiently and hoped. It`s a pity that fate and you had other thoughts on this matter.

You never wanted this wedding, this life that Draconia and Vanrouge so kindly forced on you. The descendant of fairies perfectly understood your feelings, how you felt like a flower that was transplanted from the usual soil into a cold, foreign one. He only hoped that you could take root, like a plant, in a new home.

You couldn't do it.

He sincerely wanted to support you, to comfort you in difficult times. However, the man, like no one else, knew that such actions on his part were perceived by you only as a mockery. A venomous, sarcastic joke.

You was right.

You was always right, even if he didn't want to admit it. Considering Malleus practically ruined your life. Broked the sand castle of the relationship you built in college. Trampled hopes of returning home, to your real home. Not the pitiful parody that you are now living in.

Let your marriage be purely for show. Let it be like fluffy clouds, creating the illusion of a happy family life. Let the servants began to doubt the sincerity of your feelings for each other. Malleus couldn`t or rather didn`t want to change anything.

Because the only change you would approve of was divorce.

On the one hand, you wanted to return back what the Draconia had so cruel taken from you. However, on the other one, you understood that you couldn`t do this anymore. The friends you cherished so much no longer remember you for their happiness.

Nevertheless, no matter how harmless the animal might look, the predator will always remain a predator. No matter what, you were ready to bare your fangs and fight for what you thought was right. It doesn't matter how futile the attempts were or how severe the punishment was. This is what the brunette loved and hated about you at the same time.

Your interests have never coincided; you have always wanted the diametrically opposite. The happiness of one inevitably entailed the suffering of the other. A painful relationship, which could only be broken by the efforts of both parties.

Malleus thought that in time you will accept, get used to new conditions, new responsibilities. He hoped that becoming a mother would make you warmer, softer and calm stubbornness.

And so it happened.

With the advent of your child, you began to smile, rarely, hardly noticeably, but still smiled. You allowed yourself quietly humming the melodies of songs you know alone. It`s a pity that all your tenderness and love was still not intended for him.

The man knew that you didn`t want children, the reason for this decision. You didn’t want to leave behind anything significant, because no matter what they say, your heart will forever remain where you couldn`t return anymore. You wanted to die unbound by anything. Free.

This is what Draconia couldn`t allow.

As much as it hurt, he couldn`t let you go. You were the key to the soundness of his mind. He would have broken without you.

"You are my world my darling, what a wonderful world I see"

A gentle voice brought the thoughtful king back to the present.

"You are the song I'm singing, you're my beautiful Lucien"

Raising his head, he saw his wife looking tenderly and rocking the child in her arms.

"This is your world my darling, one world the land and sea"

He saw a smile that he had long since given up hope of seeing again.

"My hope for you for always is that your heart will part of me"

And an expression full of love that was not meant for him.

True to your word, even being in the same room with him, you didn`t deign to your husband even a glance. The ringing silence of your evenings was broken only by the crackling fire in the fireplace. People have to be blind to not understand your sincerely feeling toward Malleus.

However, there was at least one part of him that you loved.

[chillassimagines]

Let Me Go - Lucien Castle Oneshot

(REQUESTED)

“What are we waiting for? We must attack.” Lucien questioned Klaus with urgency. Klaus shook his head and downed his glass of bourbon.

“Not yet. Freya is still recovering. We need her at her full potential and I won’t settle for anything less, Lucien.” Your lover clenches his fists and walks over to you.

“Then we shall be leaving, Y/N.” He spoke with a tense jaw. You immediately brought your hand up to touch it in hopes of calming him. It seemed to calm him by a fracture. He didn’t like being taken by surprise, he was a control freak.

“Ease your mind, Lucien. We’re better off listening...for once.” You reminded him with a small knowing smile. He sighed and wrapped his arms around you.

“I’ll ease my mind when there are no threats.” You chuckled at his statement.

“So never?” He offered you a tight smile and nodded. You took his hand in yours and turned to leave.

“Out of the way!” You felt yourself and Lucien being pushed to the ground. You looked up to see Klaus holding an arrow in mid flight. “Like you always say, Lucien...” His face grew with anger as he narrowed his eyes. “No time like the present.” Being in an underground facility on neutral grounds didn’t present much protection in the moment.

You had gone to this underground facility with the Mikaelson clan to check on Freya after she had recently been ambushed by the rouge vampires and witches conspiring against the Originals. The rouges wanted equal power, and the Originals prevented that. Lucien pulled you up with him and gripped your shoulders.

“Go find Elijah, send him here, but do not follow him. You’ll be safer at Freya’s bedside. If they find you there she will protect you.” He swiftly turned around and headed towards danger. You mimicked his movements in the opposite direction to find Elijah. You descended deeper into the facility towards where Freya was being kept and ran into Elijah on the way.

“The rouges, they’re here, Elijah!” You spoke nearly out of breath.

“Of course we are.” A female from behind Elijah spoke. You recognized her as one of the witches whom was helping Freya. Elijah turned around silently and began to stalk towards her, but she threw her hands up, and said something under her breath. Elijah started choking and he reached his hands up to his face. His hands came back bloody. You ran to him and his eyes were rolled into the back of his head as his nose was bleeding.

“Stop it!” You ran towards the witch, but she simply flicked her hands and you were sent flying into the wall. You cried out in pain at the intense pain flooding into your skull. Your misfortune gave Elijah the upper hand. He sped towards the witch and ripped her head off of her shoulders. He helped you up and brought out a handkerchief for you to hold to your head.

“Y/N, you need to get Freya and get her up there. There isn’t much time.” He then sped away with his vampiric powers. You groaned as you held your handkerchief against the wound while leaning against the wall as you swayed towards Freya’s recovery room. You collapsed to your knees in the doorway, making Freya shoot up from her bed.

“Freya, we have to, to help...them.” You mumbled softly, grasping at anything to help you to your feet again. Freya looked torn between leaving you and helping you.

“Y/N, I’m going to heal you, but we have to do it while walking up, or we won’t make it in time.” You nodded and put your arm over her shoulders and began walking at a decent pace while Freya was murmuring incantations. You felt a stabbing pain in your head as she helped you walk up the stairs where you could hear the violence happening. She damn near dragged you to a corner and set you down.

“F-Freya.” You protested, your mind was a bit clearer and the pain wasn’t as intense, but you knew you weren’t fully healed.

“Just stay back, Y/N.” Freya looked at you with what seemed to be remorse. She turned away and launched herself into combat. Your eyes scanned the room to find Lucien impaling someone with part of a banister. Unfortunately, he locked eyes with you and all you could see was his disappointment. He began pounding towards you when a vampire catapulted himself on top of Lucien. You rose up with a groan, your vision felt a little hazy, but you couldn’t just give up on Lucien. A second vampire began beating on him as well as the other held him down.

“Fuck off!” You screamed as you grabbed the previously discarded bloody banister and stabbed it through the assaulting vampire. He fell to the side but you were grabbed from behind.

“Such a shame that you’re human, you might’ve had a chance.” The mystery person gripped your skull making you cry out in pain and slammed your head into the ground.

-

“She’s going to wake up, Lucien.”

“When, Rebekah? And where the bloody hell were you when your sister sacrificed her, huh?!” Silence followed the outburst which your head was grateful for. You opened your eyes to a suprisingly dim room. You tried moving your head from facing the ceiling to the side but that action sent knives into your face and neck.

“Agh!” You cried out miserably and covered your throbbing face with your hands.

“Y/N!” You heard Lucien’s voice and his presence as he rushed to your side. He gingerly lifted your hands from your face and he looked into your eyes.

“Hey.” You whispered, looking up at the broken man. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was splotchy, his hair was a mess, and his shirt had blood on it.

“Why? Why did you do that?” He sounded like he was pleading with you, but he was in pain. You lifted your hand to touch his jaw, however it remained stiff.

“I was, I was helping you.” You remembered. He aggressively pulled away from you with disgust on his face.

“Helping me?! You almost died! You are like a fragile flower, Y/N. Compared to you I’m steel amour! You can’t go around playing superhero! You weren’t even supposed to come back up with Freya.” Lucien yelled. You slowly sat up and faced your body towards him without moving your neck.

“She had to come back up and I wasn’t going to stay down there alone. I helped Elijah when I was down there just like I helped you.” Lucien pulled the bloodied handkerchief out of his pocket.

“Yeah, I noticed, by you getting body slammed into a wall. Lot of fucking saving that is.” He tossed it onto the bedside table and the gesture made you angry.

“I saved your life!” You yelled, trying to ignore the headache that settled in afterwards.

“You can’t save anyone if you’re already dead, Y/N! And you’ve clearly ruled out the vampire offer I gave you!” He shouted and gestured to your bruised body.

“I can’t do that, Lucien! I couldn’t hurt others to live...” Your eyes began watering as you remembered all the things you’d miss out on. You’d miss kids, grandkids, growing old, and thriving in a community. You knew that being with Lucien would require a male donor for children, but you didn’t care if that’s what it took.

“I can’t lose you, do you understand?” Lucien knelt next to the bed and gripped your hands tightly. “You think you are invincible and what happens if next time your head is torn off in front of me? I can’t live forever with you dead.” You bit your lip and closed your eyes, letting a tear roll down your cheek.

“Well, maybe...maybe you need to live without me, now. Not dead, still me...not with you.” Silence followed. A long, long silence. You opened your eyes and Lucien seemed to be waiting for you to open them as he was staring at you.

“You must’ve hit your head very hard to come up with that, Y/N.” He spoke in a deadly serious tone. You shifted your eyes to the wall as more tears flooded your vision. Maybe it was your imagination, but your chest began to throb in pain.

“Lucien...you have to.”

“I have to what?”

“Let me go.”

[bts-write]

Masterlist

The Originals Lucien Castle/ Kol Mikaelson (not gay unfortunately- more like a love triangle): Chapter 1- ‘All at once’  Chapter 2- ‘Cheated death’

Teen Wolf Stiles Stilinski: ‘Are you alright?’ part 1 ‘Are you alright?’ part 2

BTS Min Yoongi: Imagine- Yoongi meeting your parents for the first time

Yoonmin: Oneshot- Smile before the calm

Kim Taehyung: Imagine- Taehyung meeting your parents for the first time Oneshot- Not too young to break his heart

Jeon Jungkook: Collage- Blue

The 100 Bellamy Blake: Oneshot- ‘I don’t know what this is’

Murphamy: Oneshot- ‘I fucking care’

Game of Thrones Sansa Stark: Collage- Caged Collage- Freedom

Blackpink Chaelisa: Oneshot- Secretly a perfect date

Jennie/Jisoo collage (GAY)

Harry Potter Draco Malfoy: Headcanon- Draco and Dobby

Sirius Black/ Remus Lupin: Remember us (Wolfstar fanfiction)- Chapter 1 part 1- Let go Chapter 1 part 2- Let go

Fleur Delacour: Collage- Blue

[georgiaheartsdilfs]

Hi , I was wondering if you chould take my request .The reader and Lucien Castle are into a relationship and they have an argument. Lucien thinks that the reader has cheated on them with Tristian and he yells at them and it makes the reader cry and then he understands that they didn't. And he makes up to them by hugging them tight and kiss their forhead.Ofc if you want and have time ❤.Have a nice day ❤ 😊

It was just a misunderstanding, I'm sorry love. | Lucien Castle x Reader

"This dress, or this one?" I hum holding up two different dresses, my boyfriend Lucien looks up at me. We had been going through my tons of dresses for almost an hour, this party Tristan was holding had to make me seem powerful, so I had to look the part.

"I don't know, dear, they both look good." he mumbles, Lucien had mentally left this situation maybe twenty minutes ago when I was stuck between my blue matte dress and my red, sleeck sequenced dress.

I ended up choosing a different pair of dresses, my grey long dress and my black long dress. They were basically identical "I don't understand why you have to look so good for everyone else." he sighs rubbing his dome annoyed at me.

"Well babe, if you wanted to seem powerful, powerful wife equals powerful life." I shrug "just pick one" I raise them once more "fine the grey one" he says "hm but I liked the black one." I look between the dresses.

"Fine choose the black one, you'll look ravishing anyways." his tone started getting more agitated with each word "don't pick that tone with me Tri- Lucien" I sigh, I had been stressed from the copious amounts of messages coming through from Tristan, the wardrobe malfunction didn't help.

"Rewind, did you just almost call me tristan?" he stands up "what no, Lucien you know Tristan has been blowing up my phone since his stupid party started." dropping the dresses realising Lucien's obvious jealousy.

"no you just said his name, why would you be thinking of him are you cheating?." Lucien raises his voice slightly "Lucien, baby it was just a simple slip up anyone could have made that mistake." I try to reason with him and he storms off "LUCIEN" I yell out to him but he had slammed the door behind him.

I burst into the room "GET OUT, TRISTAN OUT OF ALL MEN Y/N YOU ARE A FUCKING ATTENTION GRABBING W-" but before he could get that final word out, a tear rolls down my cheek.

I run out of the room crying, Lucien hadn't possibly thought through his words before saying them out loud and he wasn't that type of person which made me cry.

Falling onto the sofa, crying into it.

It took twenty minutes until I hear footsteps approach me, the sofa slumps towards one direction as Lucien sits down placing a hand on my back.

"you uh, you didn't cheat on me didn't you." he said in a polite tone, I look up at him with puffy red eyes "of course not, who do you think I am." I sob, Lucien wipes my tears away with his hand.

"I'm sorry, y/n, i just thought. You know these prophecies have me in a frenzy." he apologises "I know you would never cheat but I just get worried, maybe you would leave me." he continues "I'd never leave you" I say still sobbing.

"oh y/n, hunny." he said feeling bad for me, pulling me into a hug. I cry into his chest.

He pulls away looking at me, wiping my tears once more before gently placing his lips on my forehead. "It was just a misunderstanding, I'm sorry love." he mutters and I nod "I forgive you." I whisper "You know I don't like you crying, go get dressed and we can show them up." he smiles gently and I nod getting up to put my dress on.

[justfangstvdto]

Questionnaire Replies #2

Question: Anything you want to see more of and/or be newly included?

MARCEL AND KOL!!!! Sorry but i can't find many Marcel x Reader and Kol x Reader i'm running out of. Really just more Marcel and Kol

Lucien Castle

More angst pls I luv dying :))))

Prompt requests

I really love your gifsets and aesthetics and I wouldn't mind seeing more of them

More of character being jealous cause they love the reader. I’m sorry OH anD mutual pining but the character doesn’t know the reader likes them

Imagines/oneshots

Prompts

More Elijah pleasssseee

More mikaelson x daughter readers

Not especially, whatever makes you happy :)

MORE KLAUS PLZ 

1:  Already posted a two Kol and Marcel oneshots recently.  2-12: As for the rest, you are welcome to request any of these wishes whenever my requests are open (just check my description!). You can also include any kind of prompt or sentences you wish.  I might open prompt-only requests at some point but I am not 100% sure yet.

Question: Any other thoughts?

I love you and your blog so much I hope you will continue to bless us with your awesomness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nothing other then i love your blog and hope you go on writing

other than ur great? nah

You are lovely! Have an amazing day 

You're amazing, kind and perfect. Do whatever you want and what feels good to you, okay

?Is I love you and your writing a thought?

Uhhhh your blog is amazing and I'm always happy to see you update

Be happy and have fun :)

You're the first TVD/TO blog I found when I joined the fandom and you will forever be my favorite. I love you and your writing so much!

Awesome blog!!! Keep it up 👍🏻

Do whatever makes you happy! :)

I LOVE UR BLOG PLZ MORE KLAUS AND KOL LOVE 

I love your Kol series Open Coffin. I completely understand how long it takes to write and be inspired but it feels like forever for the next chapter. I'm not saying be quicker (if this makes any sense). I just love it so much and I feel like I forget what happens before the next chapter even comes out.

1-12: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING SO LOVELY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! These messages really made me smile, they still do. I might print these and look at them whenever I´m in a motivation/writers block hole. Thank you so so mcuh.

13: I already wrote a post about this question . But thank you for your honest opinion!

[imaginefan]

Body Type

Lucien Castle X Reader

Word Count: 812

Requested: @katerina1900​

Request: Hi recently I saw some of your images and i was wondering if you chould take my request. Chould you do the reader to be insecure about their body beacuse they are a little overweight and Lucien Castle (their lover)comfort them and tell them how much they mean to him and tell them that they are beatiful. Take your time and ofc if you want do it .Have a nice day❤

Lucien love a party and that meant that as his significant other you ended up going to a lot of them, he would often stick by you and make sure that you were okay while still having a good time but you were never really comfortable at events like that one but more of the time they were formal so you manage to keep yourself in a corner or attached to Lucien's side. You had both just arrived in New Orleans and you had been there for one night before he suggested going to a party, you knew that when he said party that it was one that could probably be compared to a high school party and that was not your favorite idea.

You were sitting in the bedroom throwing clothing item after clothing item into the no pile as you tried to pick out an outfit that you liked, you mumbled to yourself as you got up and stood in front of the mirror holding up yet another top, you smiled as you thought about it possibly being the one that you could wear, you pulled it on but the moment that it fell over your body your face screwed up in disgust, it didn't sit right nothing did, you looked at yourself for a second before pulling off that top too and throwing it into the no pile. "Now what was wrong with that one?" Lucien asked as he appeared behind you and wrapped an arm around your waist pulling you back against him, you flinched at his sudden appearance. "It didn't look right." You answered as you looked at yourself in the mirror, your mind picking out all of the things that you didn't like about your body as you attempted to pull yourself away. "I think you looked gorgeous." He said and for a second you thought that was going to be enough to make the dangerously intrusive thoughts go away but it only took a second for them to start up again. "We both know that's not true." You mumbled as you managed to break out of his hold to turn back to the bed and start stuffing clothes away, giving up on finding an outfit today. "What was that?" He asked. "Did you just call me a liar?" "Not now Lucien." Your voice was small, he hadn't heard you talk like this in a long time and it worried him. "(Y/N) will you look at him?" He asked but you didn't turn to him so he moved forward and laced your hands together and turned you to face him. "What's wrong?" "Nothing, just can't find anything that looks good." You answered and he frowned as he looked at the clothes that you had tried on. "Everything you have makes you look ravishing." He argued and you looked at him for a second before shaking your head. "You just have to say that because you're my boyfriend." You waved him away but he pulled you back to him before you could get too far. "No, I'm your boyfriend because I say those things because I think those things because you are the most beautiful person that I have ever seen." He argued, "you are beautiful inside and out, I chose you because I wanted you, you were the one that made my heart skip a beat." "Why did you want me?" You asked. "Do you remember how we met?" He asked. "You were upset because you had just been on a date that didn't go so well, I remember thinking that even when you were sad you were still gorgeous and all I wanted was to see you smile because I was sure that it would be akin to a work of art and you know what?" He asked. "What?" You asked softly. "I was right." He said and you looked at him "I joke so much because I love to see you smile, to hear you laugh and if that means that we don't go out tonight then we don't go out." "No, you wanted to go to that party." You frowned. "Darling it's New Orleans there will be plenty more parties you are far more important." He said she lifted you, guiding your legs around his waist as he walked back into the living room grabbing a shirt for you as he did. "What about movies and we order some food?" He asked as he sat down on the sofa. "Are you sure about missing this party?" You asked him and he smiled, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "For you my beautiful angel, anything." He answered, causing you to smile as you relaxed into his hold and turned to the T.V to help decide what to watch. "plus if we get bored we can have a party all of our own."

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