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Can you do some Stefan smut? Sub Male reader pls. Maybe something about grinding.

Sit On My Lap

Stefan x Sub Male Reader

Stefan and you share a moment during a Founder's Day event, and Stefan can't stop thinking about it.

Warnings: Swearing, smut, unprotected sex, grinding, thigh-riding

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“Why does this exist anyways?” you asked, looking at the packed Lockwood Mansion. “Didn’t we already establish that people lived here before the founding families?”

“It’s about tradition,” Stefan said.

“Tradition is not worth enduring a night of torture.”

“It may be torture, but we have to go.”

“No, Mr. Salvatore. You have to go. I’m not a founding family, so I can go home,” you said to him, chuckling.

Stefan grabbed your arm and dragged you into the mansion. “If I have to go, you do.”

“I hate you,” you said.

“Hate me all you want, you still have to come with me.”

“Excuse me, everyone,” Mrs. Lockwood said, hitting her glass with a fork. “Please make your way to the garden for the Founder’s Day presentation.”

“Yay,” you said flatly.

“Get in the spirit of it,” Stefan said, chuckling.

“The spirit of what? History?” you asked, grabbing a glass of champagne.

You and Stefan pushed through the crowd towards the round tables facing a small stage. Everyone filed in quickly, finding seats as if they were assigned. Soon, every table was filled.

“Sit down, Y/N,” Stefan said.

“There are no more seats,” you replied, gesturing the six chairs filled with your friends.

“Then pull one over.”

“There aren’t any more chairs. Let me sit on your lap.”

“No way,” Stefan said. “Just kneel on the ground.”

“I’m wearing a tux. I will not sit on the dirt in it. Just let me sit on your lap.” Stefan didn’t budge. “Please. I don’t want to be the only one standing.” You heard Mrs. Lockwood get up on the stage.

“Fine,” Stefan said.

“Thank you so much. You’re the best,” you said, sitting on his lap.”

“Did I miss the wedding?” Damon asked, chuckling.

“Shut up, Damon.” You leaned over to lightly hit him on the arm, but you heard Stefan make a noise. “You okay?” you asked him. Stefan’s face reddened.

“Yeah. I’m fine.”

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After a long night of speeches and history, Founder’s Day was finally over. Stefan unlocked the door to the Boarding House, and you followed him inside.

“Well that was boring,” he announced. “Want a drink?” He grabbed two glasses from the cabinet.

“I need to get out of this tux first,” you replied. Stefan laughed, undoing his tie and the top button of his shirt. You turned and started walking up the stairs.

“Wait,” Stefan called out tentatively. You moved to face him.

“You look pretty good in that tux,” Stefan said, slyly smiling.

“Uh, thanks?” you responded, then turned back toward his room. Stefan speeded over and grabbed your arm.

“What?” you asked, confused. Stefan paused, took a swig of the bourbon, then gave a sultry smile. “What? Am I missing something?”

Stefan set down his glass. He reached for the buttons on the vest of your tux; the jacket was already undone. As Stefan slowly opened the vest, you thought about how you should be stopping him, but you didn’t. You realized it was because you didn’t want to stop Stefan, and then it occurred to you that maybe you shouldn’t stop him.

“I had fun today,” Stefan said softly as he stripped you of your jacket and vest, letting them fall to the floor. “It was boring as hell, but I got to spend the whole day with you.” Stefan was whispering now. You could feel his breath on your neck and ear. Stefan removed your bowtie and began to unbutton your dress shirt.

You didn’t know what to say or do so you just stood there and let Stefan undress the top half of your body.

“How much did you drink at the party?” you finally asked, trying to make sense of Stefan’s behavior.

“Not that much.” He placed his hands on your bare shoulders, then stroked slowly down your arms. Your mouth went dry.

“Why is this happening?” you asked, part of you not wanting to puzzle it out, just wanting to melt into the thrill of it and work out the logic later.

“Do you not want it?” Stefan asked, sounding as though he knew that you did, in fact, want it. And of course, you wanted it. You’d been crushing over Stefan for years, and now was your chance.

“I want it,” you admitted, “I’m just confused.”

Stefan shrugged. “I don’t know, I’ve, you know, thought about it before, for a while now, and I guess these things can only be put off for so long.”

He picked up your hand and licked the inner wrist, then pressed his lips to it. You let out a soft whine, and Stefan gave a lusty smile.

“Why tonight?” you asked, too much of you still needing to understand what was happening before it went too far. “If you’ve thought about it before, what made you finally decide to, you know, actually do…it” you trailed off, not ready to say aloud what might be about to happen.

“When you sat on my lap,” Stefan replied with a grin. He walked to the couch, then hurried to shed his own clothes. You instinctively averted his gaze.

“You can look,” Stefan encouraged him. After a moment’s hesitation, you did. Stefan’s naked body was something he had seen before, but he had never looked at Stefan’s body the way he looked at it now. You’d never allowed yourself to appreciate it. You had never thought that was appropriate - but now, here Stefan was posing, displaying himself, and you allowed your eyes to examine every inch of him.

“You like it?” Stefan asked with a little smirk.

You didn’t say anything, just continued to stare. Stefan was muscular, but not too muscular. His cock was impressively large even though it was soft.

“Say it,” Stefan instructed. “Say you like it.”

“Yeah,” you murmured.

“No, say it. Say, ‘I like it.’”

It was embarrassing, and you didn’t want to say it, but at the same time you wanted more than anything to say it. You realized that you had wanted this for a long time too, but you hadn’t let yourself see the truth. You had repressed what he thought was wrong.

But with every passing moment, it was seeming less wrong.

“I like it,” you spoke.

“Yeah,” Stefan replied, his deep desire evident, “you want me to fuck you?”

You blinked at him. You were shocked to find that it sounded incredibly appealing to you. “Yes,” you exhaled. “But I

“It’s okay,” Stefan told you. He vamp-speeded up the stairs and returned a second later with a bottle of lube. He sat down in the chair, then brought his hand to his cock and began to rub it. you stared, mouth open, unable to look away from the sight. “Now take off your pants.”

You hesitated. “Do we really want to do this here? Anyone could walk in. Your bedroom would be more private.”

“It adds to the thrill. Caroline could walk in at any moment to see you bent over the couch, showing yourself off to me. Elena could come in to see you with my cock stuffed down your throat. You’ll moan so loud that every vampire in Mystic Falls will be able to hear what a slut you are for my cock.”

Your dick twitched. You didn’t think Stefan could ever act like this. You immediately stripped off the rest of your clothes. You saw Stefan’s gaze fall to your crotch and felt shy. Your instincts told you to cover yourself up, but you didn’t; though you felt vulnerable, you wanted Stefan to see you.

“Now spin around for me,” Stefan told you after a few moments. You did, feeling increasingly docile.

“Nice,” he complimented. You felt a thrill and smiled.

“You too.”

Stefan grinned. “Now get over here and bend over my lap so I can prepare you.”

You walked over, paused, then bent your head and kissed Stefan’s lips. Stefan made an eager sound, grabbed your head, and kissed you back fiercely. You yielded to his every motion, letting Stefan control the kiss entirely. Stefan felt powerful as he explored your mouth thoroughly. Your tongue chased after his, caressing it with light pressure. You slid a hand onto the back of Stefan’s neck and stroked the skin.

Finally, Stefan pulled away. “Bend over my lap,” he said again. you did, your ass feeling profoundly exposed, your cock pressing to Stefan’s thigh. You felt Stefan caress along your back and over the curve of your ass. Stefan’s hand was warm.

Then you heard the bottle of lube being opened, followed by the wet sound of Stefan slicking his fingers. Stefan’s other hand held one cheek to the side, and You was very aware that his hole was displayed. You felt helpless, and it was frightening, but you liked it. Stefan’s lubed finger made contact, grazing lightly over your entrance, and you gasped.

“You okay?”

“Fuck yes, keep going.”

Stefan’s finger began to trace along the puckered rim of your hole. The sensation sent a new kind of thrill throughout your body. Stefan circled the rim over and over until it seemed like it had been ages and ages, and you started to long for penetration. You bucked your hips eagerly.

Stefan chuckled. “Inside?”

“Yeah, yes,” you moaned.

You felt the tip of Stefan’s finger rest against your entrance. Slowly, Stefan worked it inside, knuckle by knuckle until it was all the way in. You breathed heavily and squirmed around it, enjoying the decadent sensation. Stefan withdrew his finger, and you missed it immediately, but soon it penetrated you again, and again, and again. After a time, Stefan added a second finger, and you moaned loudly.

“You okay?” Stefan asked.

“Yes, fuck, so good.”

Stefan slid his two fingers in and out, parting them slightly inside and stretching your hole. Then Stefan curled his fingers, and you felt so good that, for a moment, you thought you had forgotten how to breathe.

“Fuck, Stefan, oh god.”

Stefan chuckled as he massaged the sensitive spot with his fingertips. You groaned, the sound low and long.

“Tell me how good it feels”

“Fuck, oh god,” you said again.

“No. Say it feels good, tell me how it feels.” He quickened the motion of his fingers, rubbing in speedy circles.

“So good, it feels so fucking good, Stefan. Don’t stop” you cried out.

“That’s it, good,” Stefan praised. He pushed his fingers fully inside you, then quickly whipped them out, causing you to let out a pornographic moan. “Ready for my cock?” he asked.

“Yes,” you answered with breathy enthusiasm as you stood up, your knees a little bit shaky. You saw that Stefan’s cock was hard and marvelous. You fell to your knees without thinking. You wrapped his hand around the base and tried to lower your mouth onto it as best you could.

“Oh fuck,” Stefan groaned, laying a hand on your hair. You stuffed as much of his cock into your mouth as you could and started bobbing your head. “Good, yeah, fuck yeah,” Stefan encouraged.

You let out a muffled moan at the approval. You strained to relax your gag reflex and pushed your head further down, managing to take more, but not all, of Stefan’s cock into your mouth. Stefan swore as you raised and lowered your head for many long moments. When you finally felt the need for breath, you took his mouth off and admired Stefan’s cock, slick with your spit. You looked up at Stefan.

“Such a good boy for me,” he said, running his thumb down your cheek and lips. You took it into your mouth and sucked. “Fuckkk.”

You returned to his cock, running your tongue up and down the shaft and over the head. You enjoyed the feeling of his veins against your tongue. You also enjoyed the feeling of giving Stefan pleasure, but ultimately your longing to be fucked made you stop.

“Good, now sit on my lap,” Stefan instructed. “Sit on my lap like you did at the party today.”

You turned around, facing Stefan, then sat down on his lap. Stefan grunted and grabbed your hips, then wiggled your pelvis side to side until his cock slipped between the cheeks of your ass. The shaft rubbed along your crack and against your hole. You began to rock your hips. Stefan thrust against the outside for too long, and you started to feel mad with need.

“Put it in, fuck me, please Stefan, I need it,” you cried out.

“I thought about you sitting on my lap all night,” Stefan moaned, “I thought about you sitting on my lap, what your ass felt like against my crotch. I thought about it that whole time we were at the party. Fuck, Y/N, it was all I could think about.”

“Fuck me,” you whimpered.

“Say please.”

“Please,” you begged without hesitation.

“Good,” Stefan said approvingly, then reached between your bodies to line the head of his cock up with your hole. You raised your hips slightly to give Stefan better access. Stefan rested the slippery tip against your entrance for a long, still moment, then pushed it just past the threshold.

“Oh, god,” you breathed. “Yes, yes, more,” you chanted, hoping that Stefan would push in more. You needed more than just the tip, you craved it, you wanted Stefan to fill you up. But Stefan didn’t move.

“Sit on it,” he commanded.

You rested your hands on the back of the couch and began to lower yourself onto the remainder of Stefan's length. You controlled the speed of entry this way, and as you took Stefan’s cock into yourself and felt how wide it was, you were glad for the control. You both breathed heavily as you sat gradually onto Stefan’s cock. Stefan rested a hand on your hip, and it felt soothing.

“Oh fuck,” you groaned when it was finally all the way in. You felt the muscles inside your ass clench around Stefan’s hardness, and Stefan grunted and squeezed your hip.

“Good?” Stefan asked softly into his ear.

“So fucking good,” you answered, relishing the sensation of being fully penetrated and exquisitely stretched. Stefan brought his other hand to your free hip and gripped them both.

“Now ride me like this,” he nearly growled and began to lift your hips slightly, pulling you off of his erection. You disliked the feeling of its absence and hurried to slam down on it again. “Yeah, yeah, good,” Stefan praised. “Up and down, so good, like this, like this.” He guided your pelvis upward again, and you let yourself be moved. Stefan pushed you back down onto his hardness, then pulled you up once again. He proceeded to move your body up and down, up and down, bouncing you on and off of his cock as you panted.

“Go on, ride me,” Stefan instructed. “Fuck yourself with my cock.” He let go of your hips. You took over control, feeling remarkably eager to please Stefan. You drove yourself on and off, sitting fully onto it with each downward movement. You urgently shifted your position until you could feel the head of Stefan’s cock against your prostate.

“Fuck,” you yelled when you found just the right angle, and each entry after that, Stefan’s cock rubbed against your most sensitive spot. The sensations were making your cock so hard it ached to be touched.

“Good, so good,” Stefan moaned, grabbing onto your thighs. “You feel so fucking good,” he spoke directly into your ear, his tone definite. “You’re doing such a good job fucking yourself on my cock.”

The compliment made you close his eyes and moan loudly. You savored Stefan’s words. You opened your eyes again, moving your arms from the back of the couch to Stefan’s shoulders. Stefan pulled you down and united your lips for a soft moment. Then he gripped your hips firmly, digging in his nails a little, and began to thrust up into you. You cried out with pleasure, happy to let Stefan take back control, happy to submit to him.

“Feel good?” Stefan asked, tone thick with arousal and breath short.

You moaned. It felt so good that you couldn’t find the words. Stefan’s cock pounding up into you was a thrilling, beautiful sensation.

“Stefan,” you spoke finally. “Good, it’s so good. Will you jerk me? I need it, fuck.”

“Say please.”

“Please.”

“Fuck yeah,” Stefan replied with satisfaction, then wrapped his fingers around your cock. You felt like your cock had spent ages longing desperately for Stefan’s touch. At the moment of contact, you exhaled heavily with relief, and your pelvis jerked involuntarily. The sharp movement caused your hole to slam back against Stefan’s pelvis, meeting his current thrust and driving his cock even deeper inside. Stefan groaned and fucked you harder, slamming up into you, pounding your hole with wildness. His hand pumped your cock, fast and firm, and in no time at all, you were ready to release. Stefan ran his thumb over the tip and let out a low moan; you knew he had felt the leaking pre-cum.

“You want to cum?” Stefan asked.

“Yes,” you yelled. A part of you didn’t want it to be over because you didn’t know if this was a one-time thing, but a much bigger part of you - a part of you that refused to be denied - needed to climax and, perhaps even more desperately, needed to make Stefan cum. You needed to make Stefan cum from the pleasure of being with you, of being inside you.

“You go first,” Stefan directed, then squeezed your cock a little and jerked you even faster. You felt your heart pounding and noticed you were making a soft, eager whine. You felt your head spinning as the pleasure began to overwhelm you, and, as your cock throbbed, you felt the muscles inside your ass tensing and releasing hungrily around Stefan’s cock. You shuddered and, without thinking about it, called out Stefan’s name as you shot cum on Stefan’s chest and stomach. You could barely process how good your orgasm had been, and you ached to make Stefan feel the same way.

“Cum in me. Cum in me. Fill me up, Stef. Please. I need it so bad,” you chanted. Stefan gave a low grunt as he moved both hands back to your hips. Stefan held your pelvis immobile and gave a final thrust. You cried out when you felt Stefan’s shaft pulse inside you as he released.

It wasn’t awkward afterward like you feared it would be. Neither of you said anything. Stefan pulled out of you, and you fell onto his chest, relishing the sound of Stefan’s heavy breathing and the feeling of his chest rising and falling.

“Thank you, Y/N,” he finally said, kissing you.

You heard the familiar sound of vampire speed, and Damon appeared. You shrieked and grabbed a blanket to cover you and Stefan.

“Damon!” you yelled, glaring at him.

“Jesus. The living room? Really? It’s a shared space!” he said, holding his hand over his eyes.

“I’m sorry, where did you kill Vicki Donovan after you had that weird vampire sex thing?” Stefan asked.

“I did not sleep with her. I just turned her.”

“Point still stands,” Stefan said, grabbing his pants and boxers.

“No more sex in the living room!” Damon commanded, walking into the kitchen.

“Sex in the bedroom?” you asked, once he was gone.

“Lead the way,” Stefan said.

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bscript22 · 2 years

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hello can you make headcanons of klaus mikaelson being a simp for you

Klaus Mikaelson Simp Headcanons

Klaus Mikaelson x Gender-Neutral Reader

Sorry, this is short and kind of crappy.

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Klaus will just appear randomly when you have a problem, swooping in like a knight in shining armor. You don’t know how, but he always knows what’s going on and if you’re in trouble. One time, some New Orleans witches tried to kidnap you and use you for leverage, but they were dead within a minute of them approaching you.

Klaus has an expansive collection of artifacts that he’s gathered over the years. He loves to show you all of them. He’ll even give you some of his “useless” artifacts that “take up too much space.” They happen to be your favorites.

Klaus walks you home every night. He can’t sleep unless he knows that you’re safe. Whether it’s 2 pm or 2 am, he’s worried about you being alone or getting attacked.

Klaus will always go the extra mile. He doesn’t just take you to the Eiffel Tower, he rents out the entire thing for you. He loves to do anything to make you even happier than you were before.

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bscript22 · 2 years

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Christmas Shopping War

Bucky Barnes x Gender Neutral Reader

Fluff

Sorry I've been inactive. I've been on vacation.

Post-Endgame, but everyone is alive. You and Bucky go to the mall to buy everyone Christmas presents.

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“Come on!” you said, pulling open the shades in Bucky’s room. “We have a busy day.”

Bucky groaned, pulling a pillow over his head, trying to block the light. “Why?” he asked, muffled by the pillow.

“Let’s go!” You pulled the blankets off his bed, exposing him to the cold air.

“Come on, Y/N. It’s too early for this.”

“We’re already late. We are going to the Garden State Plaza on the last weekend before Christmas. It’s gonna be packed.”

“Why are we driving to Jersey for this?”

“Because it’s the best mall there is…and Tony gave me his credit card, so we need to use it before he asks for it back,” you said sheepishly.

“Why’d he give it to you?” he asked, the pillow still shielding his face from the light.

“Stop trying to distract me!” You wrestled the pillow out of his hands, forcing him to open his eyes.

“You’re already dressed?!” he asked, astonished. “It’s 6 in the morning.”

“I’m not joking about this. We have to leave soon if we want to get there before it opens.”

“Did I ever tell you how hot you look in the mornings?” Bucky asked, pulling you into a kiss. He tried to pull you down on the bed, but you pulled off of him.

“No distractions! We leave in thirty minutes,” you told him, walking out of his room.

“Is there an accident or something?” Bucky asked, honking the car horn at some car that tried to cut him off. You were in almost-standstill traffic on the highway in New Jersey.

“Nope,” you tell him, smirking.

“This can’t be just because of the mall. There has to be something blocking the road.”

“Maybe we would've beat this if you weren’t so slow.”

“You usually sleep until 10! I didn’t think you would actually be ready by six thirty.”

“Whatever.”

“Who are we getting gifts for?”

“Everyone,” you told him.

“Everyone?”

“Yeah. They have everything here. Does anyone want an espresso machine? There’s a whole store here that sells just espresso machines.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s cool. Look over there.” You pointed to a giant blue building. “That’s an IKEA.”

“All of that?! Who needs that much furniture?”

“No one. That’s why it’s so fun.”

“Shopping is not fun.”

“Then you have a very long day ahead of you.”

After what seemed like an hour of waiting, you finally made it into the mall. The white entrance hall was packed with people. Hundreds of kids screamed as their parents dragged them into another store they didn’t want to go into.

“If you see something, grab it. It’s better to put it back than lose it to some petty middle-aged woman,” you told him.

“We’re just shopping. I think you can let the lady have it,” Bucky said.

“This isn’t shopping. This is war.”

“You know that you’ve been in an actual war before, right?”

“Every middle-aged woman here is like Thanos but ten times more ruthless. They will play dirty.”

“I can handle a bunch of moms and grandmas,” Bucky said, chuckling.

“No, you can’t. They are pure evil.”

You dragged Bucky all around the mall. Every new store was met with a groan from Bucky as he “browsed” the shops.

“Ooh. Look,” you said, pointing to a mannequin in the window. She wore a gorgeous dark blue top. “I think Nat would like that.”

“Sure,” Bucky said, barely looking at it. He followed me into the store, lugging five shopping bags through the sea of people.

“Do you know where that top is?” you asked a staff member, gesturing to the mannequin.

“We have a few over there,” she said, pointing to a rack across the store. You spotted an older woman looking through the clothes on the rack.

“Go! Go!” you ordered Bucky. You raced against the woman, your hand landing on the hanger as she was about to take it off the rack.

“Excuse me, dear. I was going to take this,” the woman said. Her voice was sweet, but you could tell that she was fighting to not shout at you.

“So was I,” you replied, copying the woman’s passive-aggressive sweetness.

“I want to get it for my granddaughter.”

“I’m gonna give it to my friend.”

“I got it first. It’s mine.”

“I got here a second after you.”

“Second doesn’t cut it sometimes.”

“Give me it!” you shouted.

“It’s mine!” She tugged harshly on the top, ripping it out of your hands. She, purposely, stumbled sideways, slamming into Bucky.

“Bitch!” You tried to grab the dress, but the woman ran away. You tried to go after her, but Bucky grabbed onto your shoulder. “Are you okay?”

Bucky let out a pained groan. “The corner…it hit me…there.”

“There?” you asked. He nodded.

You guided him out of the store, sitting him down at a Starbucks table.

“Sorry.”

“It’s okay, Y/N.”

“Do you want ice or something?”

“I’m okay. Just give me a minute. Where to next?”

“Lunch. I know this extraordinary place.”

You took Bucky through the crowds of people into Neiman Marcus. You led him up the escalator to the top floor. There wasn’t a person in sight. The silence was welcome after navigating through the zoo of people downstairs. To the left, there was a small restaurant. It was almost completely white, differing greatly from the beige theme of the store. The restaurant was a dome that overlooked the parking lots.

“Hello. Just the two of you?” the waiter asked. You nodded, and he took you and Bucky to a small table by the window.

It was snowing outside. The sky was light gray and cloudy. You both watched as the cars piled up on the highway and the parking lot.

“Those are the losers that sleep until 10,” you told him, smiling.

“Although every moment wasn’t perfect, today was fun,” Bucky said, placing his hand on yours.

“Was? We’re only about halfway done with this trip.” You smiled and watched as his face dropped.

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bscript22 · 2 years

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Hey, can you do the alphabet fluff for Klaus Mikaelson with his wife/girlfriend?

Here you go! I hope you like it. Thank you for the request!

Klaus Mikaelson Fluff ABC's

Klaus Mikaelson x GN Reader

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A – Activities (What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

Klaus just likes to spend time with you, even if you’re just laying in bed. Klaus just wants to have fun with you. He wants you to be happy.

B – Beauty (What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

Klaus loves your eyes. He thinks that every eye has a unique mix of multiple colors, and he finds yours particularly compelling. He likes to study the color and spend hours trying to recreate it.

C – Camera (How do they document their relationships? Who likes to take pictures? Or videos?)

Klaus doesn’t like pictures. They make him feel vulnerable like he’s reliving one moment of his life forever. He only wants to take photos with you. Then, he’s reliving a moment of true happiness. The pictures of the two of you aren’t in front of landmarks or a pretty backdrop. The photos are taken randomly, in the moments that you two are really happy. Those photos are infused with memories, not of trips or parties, but rather, of fun times and your love for each other.

D – Dreams (How do they picture their future with their s/o?)

When Klaus is with you, his mind always spins with “what if” questions. “What if we get married?” “What if we have a kid?” He doesn’t want to imagine a future without you, but he worries about you getting involved with his complicated life. He lives in the now with you and wants to savor the time he has with you.

E – Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)

Klaus is afraid of letting anyone else take control, so he prefers to be the dominant one, but he has come to trust you and lets you take control.

F – Fight (Would it be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)

Klaus can get pretty riled up in a fight, but he always remembers what you mean to him. Forgiving you is easy once he has calmed down. He can’t stay mad at you for very long.

G – Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them)

You mean a lot to Klaus, and whether you realize it or not, Klaus knows that you make him a better person. He constantly tries to tell you how amazing you are and how much he loves you.

H – Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

Klaus slowly opens up to you. He is always very afraid of scaring you off, so it takes him time to work up the courage to tell you. He’s had a crazy life, and he’s done things that he’s ashamed of. Klaus doesn’t want to lose what he has with you, so he reveals everything at a slow pace.

I – Inspiration (Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helping them overcome personal problems?)

Klaus keeps himself in check since he met you. He’s stopped killing as much. He admires your kindness and respect, so he is less murderous. He tries to tone down his anger and need for revenge. He knows that you’ll like that.

J – Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

Klaus gets very jealous. He is territorial and paranoid. He hates it when another man gives you attention. If he loses you, he’ll go off the rails. He’s always worried that he will scare you off, so he takes any potential hint that you don’t love him very seriously. He’ll go to you and seek reassurance that you will never stop loving him.

K – Kiss (Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?)

Klaus is a very passionate kisser. He puts his whole body into it, but he is still tender and romantic. He grabs your waist and cups your cheek.

L – Love -(When did they know they were in love with their s/o?)

Klaus knew he loved you when he had just had an encounter with his father. He was scared. His nerves were still shaken, and he trusted no one. His father’s return spiked his paranoia even higher, but when he saw you, all of that disappeared. He wrapped his arms around you and every part of him felt at peace and he fell in love with you.

M – Marriage (Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)

Klaus never thought of himself as a “marriage person,” but you make him feel like he has never felt before. He isn’t afraid of committing to you because he knows that the two of you can overcome anything together.

N – Nicknames (What do they call their s/o?)

Klaus only gives nicknames to those who he doesn’t care about. He uses nicknames very negatively. Klaus respects you, and he never uses nicknames. He always uses your full name

O – On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

When Klaus is in love, he has everything to live for, and his entire outlook on life changes. Klaus is happier and more forgiving, except for those who try to hurt you.

P – PDA (Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?)

Klaus adores you, and he is very open about that with his family. He is protective of you and doesn’t show as much affection in public.

Q – Quirk (Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.)

Klaus has an amazing memory. He has witnessed every major event in the last thousand years, and he can recall them very well. You often like to quiz him on his knowledge, but he is too good.

R – Romance (How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

Klaus is very romantic. He likes to take you out to fancy dinners and buy you expensive things. He constantly affirms you by calling you beautiful/handsome. Klaus just wants to make you happy.

S – Support (Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?)

Klaus really tries to push you. He is your biggest cheerleader. He won’t do things for you, but he’ll try to help you as much as he can. Klaus truly thinks that you’re capable of doing anything.

T – Thrill (Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?)

Klaus needs one constant in his crazy life. That’s you. He wants to be able to come home and hug you every night. He never gets bored of spending time with you. He’s always open to an adventure, but he’s happy with a quiet moment with you.

U – Understanding (How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

Klaus is very observant. He knows a lot about you, even stuff you don’t know about yourself. He knows exactly how to cheer you up after a bad day, and what to do when you’re mad. He’s also very respectful of your feelings. You are allowed to feel however you want.

V – Value (How important is the relationship to them? What it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

Klaus truly loves you. His life got so much better once you started dating him. He feels that you are the only person that he can always depend on. You are the reason why Klaus no longer goes on revenge-killing sprees.

W – Wild Card (A random Fluff Headcanon.)

Whenever Klaus is scared about or has a problem with your relationship, he goes to Rebekah for comfort. She helps him feel more confident and deserving of your love. She is a big supporter of your relationship. She even helps Klaus plan some fo your dates.

X – XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

Klaus is big on cuddling. He likes to get in bed with you and just hold you. He kisses you on the neck and whispers in your ear.

Y – Yearning (How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?)

Klaus is very paranoid. He doesn’t like it when you are gone for a while. He worries about you a lot. He’ll text you a lot to make sure that you’re okay. You’ll keep telling him that you’re fine, but he’ll keep texting. You try to call and reassure him, but he cares too much. They were annoying at first, but you grew to like those texts.

Z – Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?)

Klaus will do anything for you. You keep him grounded, so he’ll do anything you keep you with him. Klaus is overprotective, and if anyone thinks about hurting you, he will make them pay.

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hey can you do headcanons on yandere klaus mikaelson please?

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Yandere Klaus Mikaelson Headcanons

Klaus Mikaelson x GN Reader

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Klaus knew that you were perfect from the first conversation he had with you. From staring into your eyes, he realized that he needed to have you. He started to “coincidentally” run into you at random places.

You are his everything. You are the reason he wakes up and fights as hard as he does.

You have a lot of power over his emotions. Any kind of affection you give him can make him feel overjoyed, but if you don’t give him enough, he’ll get very self-conscious and self-hating. You can do no wrong in his eyes. It is always his fault. When he gets angry over you, he’ll start killing…a lot.

He always wants to keep you close to him and show everyone that you are his. He puts his arm around your waist or holds your hand when you’re in public. He feels like everyone else is going to take you from him. He likes to know where you are at all times. He follows you secretly. You can feel his stare everywhere you go, and occasionally you see a flash of him before he speeds away.

He also makes sure that your phone location is shared with him, with or without your consent. He’ll also occasionally steal your phone and look through all your contacts and texts to make sure no one dangerous is trying to take you from him.

He kills or tortures almost any man that gives you too much attention. He gets intimidated by them. Klaus worries that you’ll like one of them more than him.

He shows up at your apartment uninvited a lot. Inviting him in was the worst mistake you made. He’ll often come in and watch you sleep. He will also occasionally get into bed with you while you sleep. You never know because he comes in after you go to sleep and leaves early in the morning. He’ll also steal personal things from you. He steals your perfume/cologne or sprays it on a tissue that he’ll smell. One time, you were eating a popsicle, and Klaus offered to throw the stick away for you. He kept it.

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hi can you do headcanons about dating klaus mikaelson

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Dating Klaus Mikaelson Headcanons

Klaus Mikaelson x GN Reader

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He loves to have you model for his paintings. He claims that you are his muse. He loves drawing your eyes. He spends a lot of time mixing colors that match your irises, and he always complains about not getting it right.

He cries sometimes when he’s with you because he doesn’t feel comfortable crying in front of anyone else. He also needs reassurance that you won’t leave him, and he constantly thanks you for staying with him. Klaus is able to be vulnerable around you.

Klaus treats you very well. He pays for everything. He even has a tailor come to make you custom formalwear for every event you go to. He constantly tells you that you’re beautiful/handsome. He just likes being around you.

Klaus wants you to live in the compound, but you insist on living in your own apartment, so he walks you home every night to make sure that you’re safe. On the nights that you stay at the compound, he always hugs you or spoons you while you fall asleep. Every morning, regardless of whether you’re at the compound or your apartment, there’s always a fresh cup of coffee by your bed with a note from Klaus, telling you to have a good day.

He loves to show you off. Klaus has no concerns about PDA when he’s around people he knows. In the middle of the compound, he’ll pull you into a deep kiss, but when he’s around strangers, he wants to hide you away, partially for your protection and partially because “you’re too precious to be shared with just anyone.” You try to be quiet while the two of you do stuff because the rest of the house has vampire hearing, but Klaus isn’t quiet at all. He loves letting other people know that you both love each other.

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First kiss/I love you:

It was really bright and really loud. A hundred instruments played a variety of music, all mixing together to form a mish-mosh of overlapping sounds.

But even with all the noise, it was peaceful. The roof of the compound was high enough that all the noise could be blocked out if you didn’t pay attention to it. Klaus wasn’t watching the parade below; he was only focused on you.

“What?” you asked Klaus, smiling when you realized that he was staring.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked.

“Of course,” you smiled at him. He chuckled and took a sip of his beer. “Easy on the drinks. You vamp-jumped me up here, and you’re going to need to get me down. If you drop me, I will hurt you.”

“Don’t say something you’ll regret,” he said playfully.

A loup pop disrupted your moment as the sky lit up with colors. The fireworks continued, casting a mirage of colors over you.

“Wow,” you whispered. You and Klaus looked at each other, admiring how the colors iluminated your faces.

You both leaned in to a kiss. He placed one hand on your cheek and the other on your neck. “I love you, Y/N,” he said.

“I love you too, Klaus,” you said, kissing him again.

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Come Back to Me

Stefan Salvatore x GN Reader

ANGST (happy ending)

TW: Violence, sadness, self-harm (kind of)

Y/N is a witch and married to Stefan. Stefan goes on a Ripper binge, and Y/N needs to get him to turn his humanity back on.

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I couldn’t see anything at first. I could just hear the pitter-pattering of the rain. The door shut behind me, locking me in the darkness. I held up my hunting knife, slowly moving towards the light switch.

“Boo,” Stefan said softly, appearing in front of me as I turned on the lights. I screamed and waved my dagger at him. He winced and stumbled back, holding his arm, now soaked with blood.

“Stop!” I told him. “It’s me, it’s Y/N.”

“I thought I told you to let me go.”

“Stefan, please. Come back. Turn your emotions back on. We all need you. I need you.”

“And I’m supposed to care?” Stefan said coldly. Damon and I had traced Stefan to a cabin a few hours outside of Mystic Falls the day before. He was off the rails, worse than I’d ever seen him. He disappeared a few nights earlier, leaving a trail of bodies across Virginia.

“Look at yourself. There are 47 bodies, that we know of. You killed 47 people. 94 people lost a child. 47 families will never be the same again. You did that.”

“Let’s make that 48.” Stefan sped towards me in a blur.

Out of instinct, I held out my hands. “Ossox!” I shouted, feeling the magic flow through my body. The all-too-familiar sound of a neck snapping was heard as Stefan collapsed.

I gasped, not fully comprehending what I had done until Stefan’s body hit the floor.

“Y/N!” Damon shouted, speeding into the room.

“I’m okay,” I said softly, still staring at Stefan.

“Is he…?”

“It didn’t work. He attacked me, and I had to snap his neck.”

I sunk to the floor, cradling Stefan’s head in my lap.

“You need to go,” Damon said, putting his hand on my shoulder.

“I want to stay.”

“Stefan’s gonna wake up soon, and he’ll be pissed. You couldn’t bring him back, so we’re gonna have to do this the old-fashioned way. I don’t think you’re gonna want to see that.”

“Alright.” I kissed his forehead and whispered, “I love you,” into his ear. I got up and walked to the other room.

I fiddled with my wedding ring as I watched it pour outside the cabin. I could hear my heart beating as I fought back tears. I needed comfort, I needed help. I spotted a large puddle and got an idea.

I went outside and placed my wedding ring in the puddle. I dipped my fingertips in and whispered, “Ostende mihi historiam tuam.”

The freezing rain dissipated as I was transported back to two years before. Stefan stood in front of me. His eyes were shiny with tears, and he had a genuine smile. We stood on the altar in front of everyone important to us, prepared to take the next step.

“Your vows?” the minister asked Stefan.

“Y/N, from the minute I met you, I knew that you’d always be there for me. Even at my worst, you have never given up, and that is the person I want by my side, the person that can always, even in my darkest times, pull me back to the light. I love you more than any ripper binge. I promise to always come back to you. You are my humanity.”

The memory dissipated, returning me to the rainy night. I could feel the rain seeping into my clothes. I shivered as I got into my car before breaking down. I wasn’t enough to bring Stefan back. Our love wasn’t stronger than his urges. All of the crap that he said that day was a lie. I wasn’t enough for him. I wasn’t important enough to get Stefan to fight back.

The door to the cabin burst open, and a blurry figure sped out. I leaped out of the car and thrust my hand toward them. Stefan stopped immediately clutching his head in pain.

“Ignem,” I yelled, waving my hand. A circle of fire wrapped around us, roaring despite the rain.

“Let me out, Y/N. You know I can beat you.”

“I don’t need to fight you. I need you to come back.” I unsheathed the small hunting knife on my hip.

“Is that supposed to scare me?”

“No. This is,” I said, putting the blade to my neck. “Turn it on.” I pushed the tip closer to my neck. “You are my life, Stefan. If I don’t have you, I don’t have anyone. Turn it back on.” Stefan’s face stayed blank. I slowly pressed the knife into my neck. Tears welled up in my eyes. “I love you, Stefan.” I saw his lower lip tremble slightly, and his eyes got shiny, but his face was still stony. I squeezed my eyes shut as the knife pierced my neck. But before I could dig it deeper, I was tackled.

Stefan lay above me, tears streaming down his face. I buried my face into his shoulder, hugging him tightly.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. I’m so sorry,” Stefan whispered.

“I love you so much,” I sobbed. “Don’t leave me again, okay?”

“I won’t. I promise.”

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Calculus and Kisses

Stefan x Gender-Neutral Reader

Fluff

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“Stefaaaaaaan,” I groaned, smacking my head down on the table. The temptation to burn my Calculus textbook grew by the second. “What’s wrong?” he asked, looking up from his work with an amused smile.

“Calculus is stupid and horrible and I don’t get it.”

“You’re good at math, like literally every kind.”

“Except this one! Apparently, the Calculus section of my brain is missing, and I just completely don’t understand anything about this stupid class!”

“Y/N, you’re being ridiculous. I’m sure you’ll get this.”

I just groaned and smacked my head on the table again. I picked it back up to see Stefan shaking his head at me, a small smile on his face.

“Ugh, will you look at this? Maybe some hundred and whatever year old wisdom will help.”

“I’ve never really been a math person, but I can try.” Stefan leaned around so he could see my paper. I pointed to the first problem to give him something to focus on, even though I was having trouble with the whole thing. He looked at it for a second, then leaned in a little closer to squint. Finally, he turned to look at me, and I could already tell I wasn’t going to like whatever he had to say.

“You forgot a negetive when you were doing some multiplication in the margins of the page,” he said simply. I stared at him for a minute, not willing or able to process his words, and then I groaned and went face down on the table again.

“I’m dropping out of school, Stefan,” I grumbled through the muffling of the table and my Calculus notebook. “I’m gonna go live in the woods or on an island or something, where math is unnecessary and obsolete.”

“I don’t know if math would be obsolete in either of those situations…”

I just sighed heavily and put my arms over my head, blocking out the world. I closed my eyes, too tired to deal with the whole thing anymore. Maybe I could learn physics through osmosis, and all my problems would be solved when I gathered the strength to try these stupid things again.

“Okay, you clearly need a break,” said Stefan, shifting in his chair. I could tell he was looking at me, but I didn’t move a muscle to meet his gaze.

“No. I need to finish this homework, and then I need to finish this class, and then I need to walk into the ocean.”

Stefan snorted at that, then put a hand on my back.

“Come on. I’m taking you on a vacation, for your brain. You seriously, seriously need it.” I didn’t move or say anything, so Stefan spoke again. “You know, I do have super strength, and I am more than willing to carry you out of this house if that’s what it takes.”

I groaned but picked my head up to look at him anyway. He smiled, but I just tried to flop back down on the table.

“Nope! Nope, come on. We’re going, and we’re doing something fun,” he said, catching me mid-collapse and half-carrying me to the door. “All this work will still be here for you when we get back.”

I whined all the way out the door, but I was honestly too exhausted and fed up to really protest. Maybe Stefan was right. Maybe I needed a little fun to let the math part of my brain rest.

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“Where are we going?” I asked, looking around as Stefan sped down the backroads of Virginia in his ‘63 Porsche. It was one of my favorite cars in the world, and I already felt a little better just spending time driving in it.

“You’ll see. It’s a surprise. In the meantime, just kick back and enjoy the drive.”

“I’ll do my best.” I gave him a small smile, then turned to gaze out the window at the scenery flying by. As much as I tried to block out the math, my brain kept nagging me to remember the problems and think through some possible solutions. I gave up fighting it after a while, hoping some fresh air and physical distance from my papers would be enough for a breakthrough. It wasn’t.

I was pretty close to tearing my hair out when Stefan stopped, pulling off the road a little ways right by a stretch of forest. I stared out the window curiously, only snapping out of it when Stefan opened my door for me.

“After you,” he said, doing a cheesy bow.

“Thank you, Stefan,” I said, giving him a small smile as I climbed out of the car. We started heading for the treeline, and after a few steps, Stefan took my hand.

“I can tell you’re still obsessing over those problems,” he said. “Focus on me instead. Focus on the clean, cool air. Take a deep breath and just… take everything in.”

I tried to follow his advice, and for a second it worked. I took a deep breath and let nature wash over me, making me feel more alive than I had all day. But it quickly faded as soon as the silence went on for too long, allowing math to jump right back into the forefront of my mind.

Stefan kept taking deep breaths and pausing to smile at me as we walked, and I tried my best to follow his lead. I just couldn’t quite focus on being outdoors with my boyfriend with that problem set sitting at home, unfinished and taunting me, with the due date rapidly approaching with every minute that ticked by. It was driving me crazy.

Stefan slowed down a little as we made it to a clearing, and my mind was taken off the immediate problem for another moment as I saw the beautiful, cascading waterfall leading down into a sparkling pool of water. There was a nice stretch of grass around the pool, which was the perfect spot for a little picnic. It honestly looked like something out of a Disney movie.

“Wow…” I breathed, taking a minute to take it all in. “Stefan, this is incredible.”

“I thought you might like it,” he said, smiling at me lovingly. “Now come on.”

I grinned and followed him closer to the water. This was practically heaven.

“Stefan, you’re amazing,” I sighed, shifting to lean against him as we listened to the waterfall. “Thank you for dragging me out here.”

“Any time,” he said, kissing the top of my head. We sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the day, and I wish I could say that I didn’t even think of Calculus once, but those thoughts snaked back up into my head.

“Ahhhh,” I moaned, plunging my face into his shoulder.

“Nope. We’re not doing this again,” Stefan said. He pushed me off his shoulder and into the lake.

“Stefan! It’s cold!” I yelled as I resurfaced. I shook my head to clear it, finding a spot shallow enough for me to float on my tippy toes. Stefan just grinned back at me. I made my way back to the shore, glaring at him.

“Come on, Y/N. Live a little.” Stefan smiled at me playfully, and I just rolled my eyes. “Live a little” was the same phrase I used to get Stefan out and having fun whenever he was in a vampire brood spiral. Now he was turning my own words against me.

“Oh yeah?”

He nodded, and I whipped my arms through the water to send the biggest splash I could at him. I accomplished my mission, even soaking his hero hair enough that it wasn’t quite so spiky. “Ha!”

Stefan jumped in, making sure to soak me even more. He started walking toward me slowly, and I felt an excited thrill shock my heart. I grinned and turned to run back to shore, but I barely made it three steps before Stefan had his arms wrapped around me. He lifted me up in the water and spun me around, eventually setting me down again and placing soft kisses on my neck. I sighed, my eyelids fluttering closed as I leaned back against him. Then, suddenly, a wave of water jolted me out of my fantasy.

“Stefan!” I yelled, whirling around and shoving him in the chest. He held his hands up in surrender, eyes wide.

“I have no idea who did that.”

I shook my head, but I couldn’t stop a smile from slowly spreading on my face.

“Whatever. I’m sure it was one of those woodland creatures you like to eat, taking revenge on you by splashing your partner,” I said with an eye roll.

“Yes. That’s exactly what it was.”

I laughed. Stefan waded closer and gave me a proper kiss this time, without the splashing to ruin the mood. I leaned into it, and in a flash, we were out of the water and on the soft grass again. He hadn’t even broken the kiss for a second.

“I still don’t understand how you do that,” I muttered, pulling back for a second. Stefan just smiled.

“I’m magic.”

I scoffed, pulling him down for another kiss and running my hand through his hair. Stephan deepened the kiss, and I was just starting to lose myself completely in Stefan’s embrace when a thought popped into my head. I tried to push it aside, but it just got louder and louder until it was blaring like an alarm at the front of my consciousness. I let the thought come, focusing on it for a few seconds as I continued to kiss Stefan, and then I froze like a statue.

I knew how to finish my Calculus homework.

“Y/N? What’s wrong?” asked Stefan, pulling back gently and looking at me with a face full of concern.

I looked back at him sheepishly. “I just figured out how to solve that problem set.”

“Now? Right now, while we were kissing now?”

“Yeah…”

“I guess my kisses are magic too,” he joked, putting his dry jacket over my shoulders.

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