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nakakabaliw · 1 year
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The only art I have right now is of OCs so that's all you're getting. Cam and Avon (Cock Shame Guy) belong to my good friend @riftsposts :3
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rinnysega · 1 year
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Moon - An Elena Ruiz and Mirabel Drabble
A small drabble for @prophetic-hijinks. It’s been a rough day for her, but I hope she knows she’s loved for the wonderful friend that she is. I hope you like it, Hijinks 
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A front step and some moonlight - two old friends Elena could always rely on no matter how old she got or how many dreams came and went throughout the years. Sitting out in the cool, night air, staring up at the soft light of the moon shining down on her, was all she needed in times of comfort. It was all she needed for a long time. Back when she was a girl, now that she was a woman.
Her bump was growing bigger by the day, and soon Elena would have to start wearing the new dresses Bruno and his family got for her as her baby continued to grow. Sitting out there that night, she held one hand to it while the other propped herself up, leaning back to gaze up at the stars. She used to feel so small, staring up at that sky, hoping and praying that she’d be heard in a mass sea of voices, all sending out their wishes and prayers in the same way that she did. Out here, it felt like she could be heard. She wasn’t even praying, yet she could feel her wishes, her inner desires were heard. Her fingers gently scratched at her belly as she let out a small sigh of air through her nose.
“How does this compare to the city?” came a voice behind her. 
Elena turned slightly to see Mirabel come to join her, sitting beside her and flattening out her skirt as she did. She smiled at her, and Elena returned it.
“A lot different,” she answered. “You can actually see the stars and tell where the moonlight begins and the streetlights end.” 
Mirabel nodded in agreement and looked up at the moon as well. “Are you thinking about anything particular out here?”
“Not really. Old habit of sitting outside when I need some time alone.” 
“Oh, I’m sorry, let me just -”
“-Oh, no, it’s okay, Mirabel.” Elena put her hand on the other’s arm to keep her from standing. “I enjoy your company. Please stay.” 
Mirabel sat back down comfortably and looked out at the village lights, clear and golden compared to the milky white that draped across the valley. They sat there for a few moments in silence until Elena spoke again.
“I was thinking,” she said, “about how I’m going to be a mom soon.”
“You must be very excited.” 
“I am.” She leaned back slightly and laid against the steps as she smiled for the first time in a long time when staring up at that moon. As if in thanks for her prayers that had finally been answered, her eyes glistened with a film of tears as she told Mirabel, “I bet your Abuelo prayed on those stars and that moon for your Abuela.” She paused for a second to keep her voice from cracking. “I bet that’s how he got so blessed to have a family like yours.”
Mirabel waited for a moment while Elena dabbed her eyes with the hem of her sleeve. In response, she laid down beside her tia and said, “And now we’re blessed to have you be a part of it too.” 
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prophetic-hijinks · 2 years
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Warning: discussions of infertility below. A little Elena and her ex-husband backstory. Prepare for angst.
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This backstory was briefly touched upon in the fanfic a royal pain in the ass”. But added these character details in a backstory comic bc I didn’t want people to miss it.
Elena and Carlos were truly in love when they married, they had dreams of children together. But it wasn’t in their cards. There was talks of adopting, but Carlos kept putting it off because by the time they hit 11 years he was already emotionally pulling away and the last 4 fooling around. A fact Elena didn't know about. She chooses to see the good in people.
Carlos’s more selfish and insecure tendencies were tempered in the early years. But When it became obvious that the two of them couldn’t produce children, his manhood couldn’t really accept he was the possible cause. That on top of his wife succeeding in her career that pulled them out of destitution and provided them a comfortable life. But Carlos was wrong, the love only died for one of them…
Elena is one of those people that pours love into the world, this works great in her community, the children she cares for, her friends. But romantically, she attracts selfish man, who no matter how much she pours in, they are like a glass without a bottom. She just needs to find someone that will keep her foolish heart safe.
Elena is a non-confrontational person. There will only be a handful of her times in her life where she expresses this level of rage.
MASTER COMIC LIST
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thebiggestnope · 2 years
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Prophetic Hijinks: Elena + Breeding Kink Bruno
NSFT. 18+. Minors scram. CW: Breeding kink, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering Last week I was chatting with @prophetic-hijinks how I think her version of Bruno would have a breeding kink. So I wrote this smut drabble about it. If you aren't reading the @prophetic-hijinks comics (and the racier blog @hijinks-after-dark) you're fucking up.
Elena belongs to @prophetic-hijinks. Bruno's Breeding Kink
It could happen any time he and Elena made love, and the thought was driving him wild.
He and Elena knew that they were going to have twins. The vision tablet proving it was hanging framed in their bedroom. So the question wasn’t if Elena would get pregnant. It was when.
They’d scanned the tablet together for clues as to the timing, but to no avail. “It’s exciting, isn’t it?” Elena had said when they’d recognized they’d get no further hints. “All the other moments from the vision have come to pass already, ​​so that means whenever we make love, it could be the moment we conceive.”
Bruno had agreed with her – it was exciting. Any time the two of them joined, it might be the start of their family. The thought had made his heart flutter. 
But in the days that followed, Bruno realized that Elena’s revelation had affected him far beyond a fluttery heart. Every time the two of them were intimate, he’d found himself thinking about how this might be the time that he got Elena pregnant and it… did something to him. He’d picture all of it: Elena ripe with his seed as her stomach filled out and her breasts swelled to nourish his children. Elena as a mother, warm and sweet and elated. Himself becoming a father and getting the future they both wanted.
He’d think about how he had the power to bring on all of that change – to grow his wife’s body, to alter their lives, to create new life – and it would send him reeling. He’d go feral with passion, taking hold of Elena’s hips and bottoming out in her.
Elena had noticed his increased enthusiasm – not only had Bruno been more ardent in their private moments, he’d also been asking for her to play him a lot more love songs than usual. (“Elena, would you play me a love song?” was Bruno code for, “Elena, would you like to be intimate with me?”) She enjoyed the attention, but she was curious what had gotten into him.
One evening she decided to finally ask him. Bruno had led her back to their room after dinner – for a love song, of course – and when they were alone behind closed doors, Bruno took her by the hand and kissed her with more fervor than she was accustomed to from her timid husband, his aching erection already pressing into her.
“Mi amor, so amorous for me lately,” she said with a gentle laugh when Bruno came up for air.
Bruno flushed. “Heh. You’ve noticed?”
“Yes, and I love it,” she said, quick to reassure him. She kissed him again to show him just how much she loved it. “But is there a reason?”
Bruno smiled at her shyly. “I’ve been thinking about what you said – about how any time we’re together, it could be the time we start our family.” He placed his hand on her stomach, his long fingers stretching across her. “I guess it’s been making me rather… eager lately.”
Elena sighed happily. “Oh Bruno, that’s so sweet.” She looked him over – his eyes brimming with adoration for her, his cheeks red with excitement. “You know,” she said, her tone sultry. “If you’re so eager, there are certain positions we can do that will, ah, make it easier to conceive. You might like to try them.”
Bruno’s eyes widened. “You mean they don’t all work?”
Elena giggled. “They all work, but some of them work better than others. Really the idea would be to make it easy for you to get deep and to be in a position that keeps the, ah, results inside me.”
Bruno inhaled slowly. “Dios mio.”
Elena gave him a heated look from under her eyelashes. “Another way is to make sure I finish when you’ve already… filled me.”
Bruno swallowed. “I think I can arrange that.”
Elena took his hand and led him to the bed. “Then arrange it for me, Papi.”
Bruno groaned and kissed her again, letting his hands wander everywhere. He found himself picturing what Elena looked like pregnant – he’d seen it for himself in his vision – and the next thing he knew, his passion had taken over. He got rid of his own clothes and tugged at hers, pulling off her dress and bloomers, his hands more confident than usual as they explored her body. Elena’s breathing was growing heavy, and Bruno could feel himself getting dizzy with how much he needed her. 
“Want me to show you one of those positions I was talking about?” Elena whispered.
Bruno nodded. “Okie dokie.” As the words left his mouth, he scolded himself. Why did he still say such stupid stuff in the heat of the moment?
Elena didn’t comment on it; she merely smiled at him. Then she got onto her back, lifted her hips, and put a pillow under her sacrum. “Come here, Papi,” she said, and Bruno groaned again. He positioned himself between Elena’s legs and gasped as he entered her. The angle of her hips let him get so deep – so impossibly deep. He trembled as he lay on top of her, feeling her heated skin against his own, and so felt close to his wife, so close to the future they were making together, that he had to fight back tears.
Elena began to buck her hips against him, and he matched her rhythm, losing himself to her, staying connected with her body as they moved in time with each other. He’d come to realize lately that Elena could know his body better than he did, because he hadn’t realized how close he was until Elena whispered hot in his ear, “Cum for me, Bruno. Fill me up. Give us our babies.”
Bruno moaned and held onto Elena as he pumped her full of his seed, making sure to give her every last drop. Elena’s hips were still twitching when he finished, and her voice was husky as she moaned for Bruno to finish her. With her hips still elevated on the pillow, Bruno worked her with his long piano fingers until she followed him over the edge, and for a long while afterwards they held each other, spent and happy.
“You know, it’s funny,” she said after a time. “After so many years with Carlos, and after so many years of trying for a baby, it’s still a wonder to me that any of this is happening at all.”
Bruno never thought of himself as a traditionally masculine man, or as a particularly virile one, but remembering that he was besting Carlos in yet another area of Elena’s life made his heart speed up.
“Hey Elena,” Bruno asked as he curled his arm around her body. “Would you like to play another love song?”
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whumpupthejam · 1 year
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“He’s Out There” - Character Intros + picrews
ALRIGHT. I was gonna wait until I’d posted more writing of these characters, especially because I haven’t even introduced most of them yet 🤪
But I’m really excited abt these and I’m taking too long on the next pieces, so you’ll just get to know them a little now!
If you have any questions about them, or wanna see snippets/drabbles featuring any of them, my asks are open and I would kiss you on the mouth <3 (open to non-canon compliant asks/requests).
I’ll start with the precious boy we all know and love and want to see destroyed:
Marcus~
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Full name: Marcus Pearce
Age: 22
Height: 5’10”
Mbti/enneagram: INFJ/4w5
Birthday: June 7
Actual favorite film (the picrew gave limited choices): Star Wars Ep. V
Primary Role: Whumpee
Fun fact: Marcus plays the violin and is first chair/soloist for his college’s symphony….or he was. :(
Also, he doesn’t really have a hand tat, I just thought it fit his aesthetic for the picrew, and he DOES have a half sleeve on his right forearm (easily covered by a tux when performing).
Caleb ~
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Full name: Caleb Levi
Age: 22
Height: 6’2”
Mbti/enneagram: ENTP/8w7
Birthday: April 25
Orientation: Bisexual/Aromantic
Actual favorite film: Best in Show
Fun fact: He is a criminal justice major with a minor in behavioral psychology. He’s basically super scary and super smart. Many find him intimidating, but once you get to know him a little bit, it’s easy to see he’s a big goofball teddy bear angel.
Caleb has been Marcus’s best friend since they were kids living in the same neighborhood. There’s nothing. Nothing Caleb wouldn’t do for Marcus.
Jake ~
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Full name: Jacob Settler
Age: 23
Height: 6’0”
Mbti/enneagram: ESFP/6w7
Birthday: March 2
Actual favorite film: He doesn’t watch many actual movies. He’s more of a TV show guy. Faves are Arrested Development and Downton Abbey (he used to hide this fact, but when he got to college he decided, what the hell! so he’s got refined tastes, sue him!). He also loves Napoleon Dynamite.
Primary role: Whumpee
Fun fact: He has two sisters, one older, one younger. Ever since his dad died tragically, he’s taken all the emotional responsibilities of father onto himself. His mom wishes he wouldn’t, but he feels guilt over his dad’s death. He tries to use humor to throw people off from the fact that he’s incredibly self critical and struggles with his mental health. He’s been feeling a little better since meeting Marcus and Caleb, but he’s in a pit he can’t seem to get out of. Really fun fact, right??
Elena ~
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Full name: Elena Sherwin
Age: 22
Height: 5’7”
Mbti/enneagram: ENFP/4w3
Birthday: October 19
Actual favorite film: Pan’s Labyrinth
Primary role: Caretaker
Fun fact: She has a beautiful singing voice. She hopes to be a film actress someday, but she’d also love to get to sing for the rest of her life.
The Man (+name reveal..?) ~
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Full name: Daniel Stane (alias?), (Other known aliases: Daniel Goran, John Landry, Elliot Golfinder, Barrett Cork).
Age: 51
Height: 6’1”
Mbti/enneagram: INFP/6w5
Birthday: February 5
Actual favorite film: *sigh.* It’s Pride and Prejudice (1995). Look I’m not happy about it either, but it’s true.
Primary role: Whumper
Fun fact: He has a cat. His name is Marcus—no I’m kidding, lol. The cat is very sweet. He doesn’t have a name.
p.s. while this picrew is ridiculously adorable, it portrays one body type. So just for the record! Marcus actually is a fairly skinny boy, Caleb and the Man are both reasonably buff, Jake is as well, but less so than they are, and Elena is mid-plus sized. <3
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Y/N: I don’t even flirt that much.
Damon: Oh really? *Stands up,* Raise your hands if you think you’re dating Y/N.
Kai: *raises hand*
Katherine: *raises hand*
Klaus: *raises hand*
Elena: *raises hand*
Damon, side eyeing violently: Elena Gilbert, what was that?
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lavender-rroses · 5 months
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// jrwi riptide + apotheosis spoilers
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low quality anatomically questionable doodles
my stress relief before school 😞
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kabukiaku · 10 months
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my girl elena bein a fashionista!!! i haven't drawn this oc in months. 💔
another color palette, this time using 'every summer i spent with you'.
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Some of my new Inktobers
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skolas-a · 4 months
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My biomancer psyker Rogue Trader, Elena von Valancius. For Owlcat Games' Warhammer 40K: Rogue Trader CRPG
Formerly an Inquisition acolyte, she started out in Ordo Hereticus as a sanctioned psyker, until her master was killed in a joint mission with another Inquisitor, and he took her into his retinue in Ordo Malleus.
However, as years went by, she got in trouble with her master and he wanted to be rid of her in a... subtler manner. Coincidentally, Theodora laid her claim on her, and so Elena was shipped off to the Rogue Trader's retinue.
And now here she is, a Rogue Trader herself, free to chart her own path instead of getting thrown around from place to place.
Still. Seems she can't escape the Inquisition anyway, for fate brought her to meet Heinrix van Calox, an Ordo Xenos Interrogator.
(She jokes it's like she's collecting all three major ordos)
(and yes she's falling for Heinrix lmao, time to bond over being psykers, amirite?)
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rinnysega · 1 year
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Songbirds and Woodpeckers
💕 A poem by Bruno to Elena / me to @prophetic-hijinks 💕
Elena, do you miss the city of dogs?
Left behind when I brought you to this valley of birds?
Every so often I look at your smile and wonder
Nevertheless, out here, it seems to be brighter
Autumn became winter, and the years soon flew by
Right beneath our noses, the both of us changed
My wrinkles, my weight, my butterflies never subsiding
Your grace, your womb, and your dreams flourishing
Songbirds and woodpeckers are nesting in the trees
Over the spring, our little ones will see them from the windows
Night will come, but they’ll have no dogs to fear
Gentle caresses of wind will lull them to dream
Blue skies will fade over the crest of the mountains
Inside while they sleep, we’ll be out to see the stars
Right when the birds turn down from their long days of flight
During this time, it will be ours to do the same
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wdillustration · 6 months
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🎇✨HAPPY 100TH ANNIVERSARY DISNEY!!!✨🎇
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prophetic-hijinks · 7 months
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Generations
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kasagia · 1 year
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Heyy so I read your one shot called together and it made me think of a similar request what if the reader is also elena's younger sister but she never wanted to be a vampire and she used to date stefan in highschool instead of elena like in the imagine but what if she doesn't completely break up with stefan so she and klaus have a secret affair and then one day elena catches them and she ends up kicking her out and it also happens to be the same night stefan learns the truth so he kidnaps her and drives her to wickery bridge like he did with elena in season 3 and ends up turning her in front of klaus when he arrives and then klaus takes her to his mansion and convinces her to feed when she doesn't want to and promises to protect her It would be great if you could write about this<3
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Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Elena's sister! reader, Stefan Salvatore x Elena's sister! reader Summary: You've been sneaking around with Klaus for several months now, cheating on your boyfriend, Stefan. You feel terrible about it, but you're afraid to break up with Stefan because you don't know how he'll react to it. However, Elena finds out about your little affair. And everything goes to hell. Warning(s): the reader betrays Stefan, death, blood, turning into a vampire, curses, Klaus Mikaelson, etc. Word count: 5,2k
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You knew you were doing very wrong and awful thing. You had a sweet, loving boyfriend, Stefan Salvatore, who would do anything to see you happy. You had great friends and family, good grades in school—you were living your teenage dream.
But then you met Klaus Mikaelson.
And you wanted more.
As soon as your eyes met, you felt that shiver of excitement run down your entire body. He too, without knowing why, became interested in you. Y/N Gilbert. The doppelgänger's sister, the girlfriend of Stefan Salvatore, whom the Mystic Gang wanted to protect at all costs from all this supernatural shit.
But then, when Stefan walked over to you and, placing his hand on your waist, led you out of the Mystic Grill under Klaus' watchful eye, you knew your life would never again be the peaceful routine you were used to.
And you were excited about it.
When Elena would have given anything for a normal, peaceful life like yours, you had an overwhelming urge to go on a dangerous adventure. Create amazing, exciting memories. And Klaus noticed it. He noticed how you were suffocating in this structured relationship and in the perfect life of an ordinary man. And he was going to take advantage of it.
In your defense, you resisted him. Really.
You sent back all the ridiculously expensive gifts like dresses, jewelry, a car, and your own horse when he found out you were taking extra riding lessons after school.
So Klaus changed tactics. He started sending you pencil portraits he'd drawn, leaving little notes with compliments and poems he'd written (the guy was amazing at praising your beauty). And you, being forever that girl locked up in the fantasy world of books and appreciating a good old Jane Austen or Brontë sisters book romance, fell into his trap.
So after he courted you, saying so many beautiful words and leaving thousands of small gifts, you gave in to him.
The tension between you must have snapped one day. And it was exactly on your 18th birthday that both your boyfriend and friends forgot about this important day for you. But Klaus remembered. And he took you to fucking Norway so you could see the Northern Lights for yourself. Let's just say the day ended so well for both of you that you made use of Klaus' long-lost villa and stayed there all weekend.
Klaus turned out to be more than willing to keep you in his arms for longer.
It was supposed to be just a one-night stand. One thing he would point out to a vamp getting on his nerves the next time he got a chance. But one night turned into two, three, four, and honestly? Klaus has already lost count of the number of times one of you ended up in the other's bed.
There was something about you that delighted Klaus and drew him to you whenever you were in each other's presence. The worst part was that neither of you could resist this strange force that drew you to each other. Of course, only for you. You didn't want to break your cute boyfriend's heart, but you couldn't resist those gorgeous blue eyes, alluring lips, and talented hands of a powerful, terrifying hybrid that somehow wanted only you in his bed and by his side. Klaus, on the other hand, didn't care about anything other than making sure you were somehow in his presence every day. Whether it was just a few minutes of conversation, lunch, dinner and breakfast, or quick, hot, stolen moments in your bedroom.
The guilt grew inside you every time you were close to Stefan. You swore to yourself that you would sever whatever ties tie you to the hybrid, but every time you saw Klaus, whatever rational decision you made just got lost in your mind.
You were too busy with Klaus' overwhelming feeling on your body to care about anything else in the world.
Over time, your trysts turned into something more. You talked to each other and enjoyed the mere presence of the other without having to do any "adult stuff".
You were starting to feel more than lust for him. And it terrified you. But you were too deeply into Klaus Mikaelson to just walk away from him. To let go forever that feeling of excitement every time you sneaked up on each other and the overwhelming feeling that only a hybrid could make you feel. Klaus has destroyed you for any other man. And you both knew it. Just like the fact that you had control over him too.
And now, lying with him in his bed, snuggling after very long hours of activities, you realized one thing: You fell for the devil, who was sleeping peacefully while holding you close to him.
You shifted slightly in his arms so that you could cup his cheek with your hand. That damn handsome face was the cause of all your moral battles going on within you. Because how could you fall in love with a man who sacrificed your sister in a ritual and nearly killed your aunt Jenna? How could you love someone who threatened to kill your loved ones? And most of all... how, despite his many sins, were you able to still see in him the shadow of humanity that he carefully hid from the world?
"I can almost feel your cerebral convolutions burn out." he muttered, snapping you out of his thoughts. He opened one eye, staring at you searchingly. "What are you thinking about?"
"About you. I feel like I've only been thinking about you lately."
"Is that wrong?" he asked, propping his head up with one hand and playing with your hair with the other.
"I don't know yet." you whispered, staring at him. You could spend the rest of your life like this. Lying next to this captivating 1,000-year-old vampire. The question is, did he share your feelings?
"So let me reassure you and say that you, too, appear in my head more often than I could possibly allow, love. Thinking about those beautiful lips or enchanting eyes has nearly ruined my plans more than once."
"Always so good with words."
"And in many other things, my little human." he murmured, leaning in to cup your lips in a tender, slow kiss.
That's how things were with Klaus: slow, tempting, irritating, until the flame between you, fueled by those little banters, started to grow to the point where you both burned each other. And it was a feeling you never wanted to deprive yourself of. It doesn't matter how unethical and unfair it was to the people close to you.
The ringing of your phone snapped you out of this haze of pleasure. You somehow pushed Klaus away from you and reached for your phone on the nightstand. Elena. You groaned. The last thing you wanted was to talk to your sister.
"Be quiet for a minute, please." you asked the hybrid before you answered the phone. "Elena? What's going on?"
"Where are you?"
"House."
"I'm home and you're nowhere to be found. Where are you?!"
"God, take it easy! You didn't let me finish. I'm at a friend's house." Klaus raised an inquiring eyebrow, smiling and barely holding back a laugh. You punched him lightly in the chest, making him chuckle louder.
"Is it a male laugh? Who are you with? What friend is this?"
"This is Bob! You know Bob from my English class. We were writing an essay together. I told you about him, didn't I?"
"Just go back home. We need to talk." you hung up, staring furiously at the man below you.
"I asked you!" you screamed, hitting the hybrid with your pillow as he burst out laughing at you.
"I'm sorry, love. But you're a terrible liar."
"Well, I'm good enough for Elena to believe me. You should be glad. You won't have a group of angry vampires storming your house." you said, throwing the pillow back into place and laying down next to Klaus again. You could have stolen a few more moments with him before returning to that circus known as your home.
"Love, you know very well that they wouldn't have the slightest chance against me." he bragged, giving you a flick on your nose which made you giggle.
"Yes, yes. You are a stunningly handsome, powerful hybrid that everyone trembles before in fear."
"I know it perfectly well, but you don't know how wonderful it is to hear it from your lips." he murmured, pulling you to him by your chin for another kiss.
"Nik. I have to go home, you've heard by yourself."
"Stay a little longer." he murmured as he kissed the way along your neck and shoulder. "I'll find you an excuse."
"You kidnapped me last week. They won't fall for it for the 5th time."
"That's what you said the last time. And guess what..." he murmured, biting into the sensitive spot under your ear.
Before you got lost in each other again, you pushed him away, straddling him. He didn't care at all, continuing to kiss every inch of your exposed skin.
"I'll come to you in the morning before you're even up. Maybe I'll even skip my class."
"I hold you to your word." he murmured, sucking on a hickey just below your collarbone. You groaned, grabbing his blonde curls. "Now run away. If you're late tomorrow, I'll come get you myself, love."
"I hold you to your word, the mighty hybrid."
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"Elena, I'm home!" you shouted as you stepped over the threshold. You set your bag down by the entrance, looking around the house for any sign of your sister. "It would be nice if you would answer since you've already brought me here."
You went to the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of juice. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw a note stuck to the fridge.
I went away with Damon for the weekend, Jeremy is staying with a friend tonight. Don't do any parties. Elena.
A whole house to yourself for the night? That could only mean one thing. You took your phone out of your pocket, smiling to yourself.
"Klaus? What are you doing tonight?"
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"No! Don't even tell me that you did it!" you laughed with the hybrid as he told you about one of his feuds with famous people.
You really wanted to see him throw an apple at Einstein.
"You know me, love. I'm not famous for my angelic patience."
"You are not famous for anything angelic at all."
"We're very brave today, aren't we? You know that teasing the original hybrid is not a good idea." he murmured, cupping my cheek with his hand and caressing my lips with his thumb. "First, you ran away from me sooner than I wanted, and then you told me to come here as fast as I could."
'Aren't you happy to be here?" you asked, putting your hands on his shoulders and playing with his hair.
"I am…" he pulled you to his chest, wrapping his arms around your waist. "But I'm not yet your boyfriend, who you could boss around."
"Yet?" you asked teasingly, raising an eyebrow.
"Yhm... yet." he murmured, catching your lips in a greedy kiss.
You moaned at the familiar, wonderful feeling of his soft lips on yours. You grabbed his necklace and dragged him into the living room with you.
With your wonderful grace, instead of sitting with him on the couch, you tripped over the coffee table. You groaned in pain, breaking the kiss and grabbing your sore leg. You would have fallen if not for your lover's strong arms.
"Fuck." you groaned, knowing full well that soon you'd have a new bruise to add to your collection.
"My clumsy little human. Come here, let me look at your terrible wound." he knelt down in front of you with a smirk, rolling up your trouser leg with unusual delicacy for him.
"Hey! This little human is capable of bringing the most powerful vampire on earth to his knees before her. Don't you dare underestimate me."
"Never, love." he murmured, before putting his lips to the spot you hit, making you shiver as soon as his plump lips made contact with your skin.
"I can kiss it better, but we both know that my blood is more effective."
"No! Only humans ways." you screamed in a panic. Klaus' wounded face quickly made you feel remorse for your sudden outburst. It wasn't his fault that you didn't want anything to do with the supernatural, and you certainly didn't want to take the risk of having vampire blood in your system. Typically, such a person ended up dead, waiting for his transformation. Even though your lover and boyfriend were vampires, eternity wasn't for you. "But it would be great if you took me to my bedroom."
"I don't think you're so hurt that you can't move on your own, love." he said with an amused smirk.
"That's because you've been invulnerable for a thousand years. You don't even know what a life-threatening condition I'm in right now. The only cure is my comfortable bed and your warm arms around me."
"Well, then I have to make sure my favorite human survives." he took you in his arms, laughing at how quickly you wrapped your hands around him.
With the skill of stealth practiced over months, he went straight to your room. Even knowing that no one but you is at home. It's just that both of you are used to hiding from the eyes of your friends and his family by now.
From the scowl on Klaus' face as soon as you entered the room, you could tell he looked again at the photo (of you and Stefan kissing) on your nightstand that he hated.
"You should burn it." he grunted, setting you down on the bed and standing tense in front of you, obviously not going to join you.
"It's a picture of me and my boyfriend. If he suddenly disappears, Elena and gang might get suspicious."
"Next time Kol and I fight them in here, I'll make sure it lands in the fireplace."
"Mr. Mikaelson... are you jealous?" you asked with a mischievous smirk, pulling him to you so that he was straddling you.
"No." he murmured as he kissed you and knocked the photo frame onto the carpet with one hand. "We both know who you really belong to. And one day, when you pluck up the courage to drop our ripper... I'd be happy to tell him what I've been doing with his sweet, tempting, resourceful girlfriend." he bit your neck, making you moan as he grabbed his shoulders. "And believe me, love, I'll tell him about all the beautiful sounds you made for me."
"Nik..." you moaned, grabbed his hair, and pulled him into another desperate kiss.
Too lost in each other's touch, lips, and scent, you didn't notice that someone had entered the house until your room door opened.
"Y/N you can't even imagine what Damon did. Y/N?!" your sister screamed as soon as she saw you making out with her worst enemy. "What are you doing?! And with him?! You're dating Stefan!"
"You want me to leave you two alone?" he asked, not bothering with the angry brunette. He watched you with obvious concern in his blue eyes as you tried to control your horror at the romance being wasted.
And by whom! Months of careful hiding, only to be discovered by Elena.
"Yes! Get out of here, Klaus!" your sister screamed, trying to push him out of the room, to which the hybrid didn't react at all. He just stared at you, waiting patiently for your response.
"It's okay. You can go. I'll call you later." you assured him with a gentle smile. Klaus stared at you unconvinced for a moment, but finally nodded and left, not forgetting to kiss you on the forehead and shoot Elena a murderous glare.
You sighed as the hybrid left the room. You knew you could feel completely safe with him when you were alone. But with the equally furious (and impetuous) Elena in the same room? Hell would break loose. And you doubted your sister would be lucky enough to survive this time.
"What the hell was that?! Do you have any idea what you're even doing?! YOU'RE CHEATING ON STEFAN! And with who?! The original who nearly killed me and Jenna!"
"Are you finished? Close the door behind you, you're making a draft."
"Is that what you meant? Were you trying to make me mad by making out with him in our house? You could at least spare Stefan the embarrassment and break up with him before you fucked Klaus like a whore."
"Really? Are you trying to make this about yourself? God, you're more fucked up than me, Elena. At least I don't put myself at the center of the damn universe."
"You're cheating on Stefan, you really don't see that as a problem Y/N?!"
"Well, you and Caroline have been drooling over him ever since he got here. He'll probably find comfort in either of you pretty quickly. I doubt he's particularly grieving for me." you tried your best to lie to Elena, but the truth was, you were afraid of Stefan's reaction.
Lately, Salvatore has been flooding you with various date propositions, texts, and phone calls. At one point, Klaus threw your phone out the window because you couldn't focus on him. He got a huge, angry lecture from you, and from then on, he allowed you a short text to dismiss your boyfriend while you were with a hybrid. But you knew you couldn't hide the truth any longer. It hadn't been fair to him from the very beginning of this secret, forbidden affair with Klaus.
"You know what. I'm sick of you, Y/N. Get out of here."
"What?"
"Get out of here. Maybe Klaus will take you in. Honestly? I don't care. You don't deserve an ounce of attention. Not after what you've done."
You gave her an incredulous look. You shook your head in amusement, laughing as you passed a very serious and pissed off brunette.
You didn't want to make your sister (and yourself) any more angry. So without saying a word, you just took your car keys, wallet, and phone and left the house.
You dialed Klaus' number in the car. You patiently waited for him to pick up as you drove out of downtown Mystic Falls and headed towards his mansion. You were hoping he'd put you up for the night until you found a way out of this sick situation.
You knew that your cheating on Stefan with Klaus was a huge blow to the younger Salvatore, something he didn't deserve at all, but Elena overreacted by kicking you out of the house. It was just between you and Stefan (and maybe also Nik). Your sister had no right to make such a drama linking your falling in love with Klaus to wanting to throw her off balance. It wasn't your fault that most of the hot guys wanted to kill her.
"Hello, love. Is everything okay? You looked quite terrified when I left. Are you sure that you don't want me to come to you? I can always get in by a window..."
"No. Actually, I'm on my way to your house. Will you have any free beds for me?"
"We both know that my bed is the most comfortable and sufficient for the two of us, love."
You were about to say something funny to his taunt, but suddenly something jumped out in front of your car. You screamed, trying to swerve and avoid the thing, but you ran straight into a tree. After that, there was only darkness.
~•♤♤♤•~
The first thing you felt when he regained consciousness was blood slowly trickling down the side of your head. You groaned, pressing your hand to the bleeding wound.
Surprisingly, the first thing that popped into your mind after the accident was not to check your health. You were worried that Klaus panicked upon hearing you hit a tree over the phone, probably smashing your car. You could only think about Klaus... at least before you noticed you were still in the car.
"Finally you woke up. I was afraid you crashed into that tree so hard that you died before I planned it." your head shot towards the driver's seat, where your boyfriend's voice was coming from. You groaned as you made a sudden move.
"Stefan?" you asked in surprise as your eyes widened. Wait... dead? He wants my death? You looked around in panic, realizing that the vampire had tied you to the chair.
"Did you forget about me? I heard from Elena that you found yourself a new boyfriend. Klaus, really? I didn't expect you to stoop so low."
"Well, I couldn't go any lower after dating you anyway." you said, coughing up blood.
"I gave you some of my blood so our fun wouldn't end too soon. I also invited Klaus. He'll be sitting in the front row, watching you slowly die, suffocating underwater." the speedometer showed 180 km/h. And Stefan was just accelerating. Your heart beat faster in panic as you tried to find a way out of this situation. Preferable one that doesn't include your drowning.
He must have switched off his humanity the moment Elena gave him the fucking good news. That's why you were afraid to tell Stefan about it. You didn't want his "dark side" to go outside to play. And now you were paying a fair price for your many lies. You were just fucking hoping that Elena would feel a hell of a lot of guilt when you died.
"Stefan. Listen. I know I cheated on you and did the worst possible thing to you by hiding in corners with Klaus and still giving you hope. I should have broken up with you the moment things started happening between me and Klaus, but I didn't. And no apologies from me can make up for that, and you have every right to be mad at me, angry, crazy. But if you kill me now, you'll never forgive yourself. You know I'm not going to become a vampire; I'm going to die the moment this car goes down in the water. Are you ready to have one more innocent soul on your conscience, ripper?" you asked in a broken voice, fearing for your life. It wasn't supposed to end like this.
"That's the thing, Y/N. I don't care anymore."
Out of the corner of your eye, you saw us drive onto that famous bridge, where he saved your and your sister's lives. How ironic that your life was to end in exactly the same place and by the same man who had saved it there earlier.
You closed your eyes, preparing yourself to fall, when suddenly Stefan stopped the car. You opened your eyes, sighing in relief.
Nik.
Klaus came to save you.
"This is probably the moment you should run away while you still have your head on your shoulders!"
Stefan pulled you out of the car by your hair, his hand on your back dangerously close to your heart. He stopped a few steps in front of Klaus, who looked surprisingly calm for him. At least for someone who doesn't know him. You could see fear and anxiety in his eyes, the way he gently clenched his jaw, and the stance he assumed.
"I think this time I'm the one with the advantage." you groaned in pain as he dug his hand into your side. You felt blood start to trickle from your new wound, staining your already bloody and torn shirt. The hybrid wanted to move, but suddenly ran into some invisible barrier. Bonnie must have cast a spell on him. Klaus growled a warning as Stefan's fangs were dangerously close to your neck. "One wrong move, and I'll do my ripper trick on your new toy, Klaus."
"Let her go. It's me you hate. You want revenge on me, not on her."
"You both deserve to be punished. Whatever I do with her, I'll get revenge on you in the process. You care so much about her, Klaus? A weak man who wants to live a gray, boring life? You'd get bored with her eventually. Actually, I'm giving you a beautiful gift. With her death, she will become a vampire. All you'll have to do to transform her is to pour blood down her throat. And believe me, Y/N, your lovely Klaus will rather make you end the transition than let you die."
You couldn't cry. You promised yourself that your fast heartbeat and trembling would be the only signs of fear that Stefan would notice.
"If you don't let her go now, I'll kill everyone and everything…" you didn't hear the rest as your neck was broken like a twig under Stefan's hands. And your body fell to the ground with Klaus' loud scream.
~•♤♤♤•~
Coming back to life after death should be a dramatic, suspenseful, and overall poignant moment. In your case, it was like waking up after a very long nap (probably after some big party, judging from your headache).
"Y/N!" Klaus' worried gasp reached your ears the moment you moved slightly.
You groaned as the light from the bedside lamp in his room illuminated you. Klaus' bedroom. He had to move you here after Stefan broke your neck. Salavtore broke your neck. You must be in a transition process.
"Nik?"
"I'm here, love. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe. My siblings are chasing the Salvatores and their gang all over town. I'll make sure none of them ever hurt you again." he murmured, kissing your forehead and pulling you closer to him. "I swear to you, you'll never have to be afraid of anyone again."
"Niklaus." somehow you managed to break free from the clingy hybrid's arms and sit on his bed. You clutched your head as the world around you began to spin. Klaus' warm hand cupped yours, anchoring you. After a while, everything stopped. It was just you, breathing heavily with a very worried 1000-year-old vampire by your side. "I can't stay with you. I... I can't be a vampire." you whispered as tears began to fill your eyes and all the stress from tonight began to turn into a terrifying panic.
"Love..." his pained look only intensified your despair and tears.
"No. Nik I-I can't live forever. I can't feed on the blood of innocent people... I... I don't want to die." you clung to him, crying into his chest like a little child.
You felt one of his hands wrap around your waist, placing you on his lap, and the other soothingly combing your hair.
"Shhh.. you don't have to be afraid, love. I'll be there for you, whatever you decide—even if these are your last hours. I'm not going to leave you alone. I don't want to convince you of anything, but if you decide that forever doesn't seem like such a bad idea, just know that I'll make sure you're not going through this on your own. I will help you control hunger, deal with overwhelming emotions. I can even steal blood from hospitals, hunt squirrels, or give you my own." you burst out laughing, imagining him running around the woods looking for squirrels. Klaus smiled at your laugh. He wiped the tears from your cheek with his thumb, looking at your tear-stained, snotty, and reddened face with great tenderness. "Being a vampire doesn't have to be so terrible. You have the whole world in front of you. And with me by your side? I'll make sure that you enjoy every second of your eternity. Only if you want it."
"What if I turn out to be a ripper like Stefan? Or my character will change completely, and you won't want me anymore? What if my darkness dominates and destroys my humanity?"
"I'll always love you, Y/N. Nothing can change that. If you end transition, I'll keep an eye on you. I won't let any of the things you're worried about happen. You have my word. You're everything that matters to me." you decided not to bring up the fact that he had just confessed his true feelings to you for now and instead buried your head between his neck and shoulder.
"Don't say that line. I only associate it with Elijah." you whispered with a smile, inhaling his scent, which brought you calm and safety.
"I could have predicted you'd focus solely on that sentence." he snorted indignantly, placing a kiss on your temple.
You sat there in silence for a while, hugging each other and soaking up each other's warmth. Klaus was drawing patterns on the exposed skin of your arm. Only now did you notice that he had changed you into his clothes. A strange feeling flooded your chest, warming your already flushed cheeks.
A persistent thought in the back of your mind snapped you out of this sweet moment between you two. You could have it forever. His arms around you. His lips on yours. His whispers in your ear. It could all be yours for eternity.
And maybe you didn't want to be a vampire. Maybe you wanted to live a normal life before, with your family, children, husband, boring job, and terrible boss. But now that Klaus has offered his eternal protection and affection?
You were too covetous to let him go. Too greedy for his affection and devotion to follow your beliefs. And so you have (willingly) gone against yourself since the beginning of this relationship. So what bad could happen this time? At least you'd be still alive.
"Okay." his intent gaze moved from your skin to your eyes, raising an eyebrow questioningly. "You've stuck with me. I'm gonna feed."
"Are you sure, Y/N?" he turned you around in his arms so that he could look at your face, searching for even an ounce of hesitation and uncertainty.
"Yes. After all, someone has to make sure you don't kill them all before they get what they're due. You are not famous for your patience."
"We will punish them. Together." he said, handing you the already prepared bag of blood from his nightstand. 0 Rh-. His favourite. You felt the hunger overwhelm you.
"Together." you agreed, taking the sack and groaning while sucking on all its contents. Klaus interrupted you from time to time, wanting you to slow down.
As you pulled away, Klaus took the empty bag from your hands, throwing it behind him. He gently stroked your cheek with his thumb, watching with fascination the changes slowly taking place in you. He couldn't wait to introduce you to his world.
"For always and forever." he murmured as he slid the daylight ring on your finger. You smiled as you saw the initials of your name and his surname carved into the lapis lazuli stone.
The son of a bitch must have been prepared for this a long time ago.
"For awlays and forever." you promised, sealing your fate by placing a fervent kiss on his lips.
From then on, you were a proud member of the Mikaelson family. And honestly? You haven't regretted your decision for even one second.
Certainly not when you both took your revenge. Or when Klaus proposed to you the right way. Or when you got married. Not for a brief moment of your eternity together.
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𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮- 𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞
Female reader X Damon Salvatore
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: A woman grappling with melancholy confronts her emotions by the shore. Despite pressure and tears, she walks away from her past, only to be confronted by a familiar person, Damon Salvatore.
AN: I wrote this quickly & decided to add a big twist to it... Idk if I like it, but here it is...
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The feelings of melancholy were overwhelming her body. As the tide pushed against the shore and the cool air blew through her hair, she could feel herself succumbing to the emotions. The pressure of having to make decisions was all too much for her. So, as she took a deep breath in, she took in the moments of silence before chaos ensued. 
She turned around, headed towards the illuminated street. Wiping tears away from her eyes, she walked away, her feet digging into the sand still. Out of nowhere, a dark outline of a person emerged from the shadows. 
“Wait…” He called out. 
The voice sent chills down her spine. The voice was full of familiarity, but was also something she was trying to forget. Brushing it off, she kept heading toward the street. Her heart grew heavier as she walked away from her past. 
In mere moments, leveraging his extraordinary supernatural prowess, he adeptly positioned himself ahead of her. His blue eyes glistened in the light of the night sky, casting an irresistible allure that she struggled to defy. 
“Damon, please just go.” She mumbled, pausing her strides toward the street. 
She continued, “How… how did you even find me? I tried so hard to leave you behind, but here you are…” With tears pouring down her face, her voice grew louder. “JUST GO!” She had tried for months to forget about him, but no matter how far she went, nothing could ever erase him from her memory; He was deeply engraved into her brain. This time, she went to the extreme by leaving mystic falls, but once again, Damon found her. 
Damon slowly made his way closer to her, closing the gap of distance between them. At this point, he could clearly see her swollen eyes and the puddles in her eyes that flowed onto her cheeks. 
“Y/N, I cant just sit here and let you leave me. I am miserable without you.” He confessed.
“That wasn’t what you were saying when Elena came back. You seemed to really be able to let me leave you then, Damon. Please, go back to your happy life and leave me alone.”  She started walking again, her shoulder pushing against his. Before she could take a full step, Damon's hand grasped on her wrist, slightly tugging her back. 
“Elena is nothing compared to you, Y/N. You embody everything I've sought throughout my eternal existence. With you, my immortal life gains meaning; you are the pulse that rekindles the sensation of a beating heart within me.  It feels like I am sired to you, but I know it's just an everlasting love that we both built that is keeping me coming back to you.” He spoke.
His words seemed to cut deep into her heart, making it hard for her to keep walking. She was frozen. 
“It's as if an unbreakable bond ties me to you, yet I understand it's the love we've cultivated that compels me to return to you time and again." He exhaled, “I can say I’m sorry a million times over again, but you need to let me show you how sorry I truly am. Please, come home.” 
She turned her whole body around to face him, mustering up the courage to say anything to him. It was as if in that moment, her bond to him was completely shattered. How can one profess to love another so profoundly, only to, in the same breath, betray that love by engaging in infidelity with an ex-partner who looked exactly like you? The doppelganger curse will never be broken, but she was determined. 
“I’m not falling for this again, Damon. Leave me alone.” Fueled by the anger coursing through her veins, she slammed her palm against his cheek, delivering a resounding smack. He released her wrist, granting her the freedom to stride away into the obscurity of the night. No residual pain lingered in her heart; she was, at last, unburdened. Something about that conversation provided the closure she had long sought.
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Kai: Is she going to be ok?
Elena: Yes, just keep applying pressure
Kai, leaning in closer to Y/n: If you die, Damon and I will have no supervision
Elena: Not like that!
Damon: It's true!
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