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Soulmates

W Klaus Mikaelson <3

Warnings- swearing, flighting, kissing.

Series- the vampire diaries/ the originals

Summary- After being prisoner to mikael for a century your finally free and can find your soulmate again… once you’ve sorted out a few issues about why you left in the first place. Presuming the Mikealson’s don’t kill you first.

Recreating a post I deleted from when I first started writing<3

I’d just arrived in New Orleans. It had been a long ass time since I’d been here. It had been a century. I was here for only one reason. Id been dwelling on if it was a good idea or not for a while. It wasn’t, I’d probably lose my head as soon as I got into town. But I grew some balls and followed my heart. And that lead me to New Orleans.

I stepped off the train and just looked around for a second breathing in a deep breath of New Orleans air. I remember how this place looked since I was last here. It hadn’t changed much apart from the vending machines and new benches made of metal now.

Working up the courage, I left the train station and went into the square which wasn’t a long walk. It was kind of refreshing. Being back was scary almost but it was home, I knew I was risking a lot coming here but I had to. For myself, for him. I walked down to my favourite bar, I needed to be a little intoxicated before I faced him. Rousseau’s.

There it stood, proudly if anything. I’d missed this place. That feeling was very short lived as a hand tightened around my throat dragging me into an alley next to the bar. I struggled against them but could only use vampirism after I was out of sight from the humans. I elbowed the man but he managed to push me against the wall.

I looked up to see who it was and the colour left my face. “So it really is you” he scoffed shaking his head. “Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t removed your head and give it to him in a box?”. Elijah Mikaelson. Always a pleasure. “Get off me!” I hissed as the tears started forming in my eyes. He had never been hostile to me before. I’d only seen it when he was fighting his families enemies. Now I was an enemy of the Mikaelsons.

He threw me against the wall again after letting go of my neck. “I came to explain not fight” I scoffed rubbing my neck from the throbbing pain. “You shouldn’t have come here if you didn’t expect a fight” he mocked shaking his head. “I assumed it would be on the table” “why are you here? After what you did?” Elijah asked squinting his eyes at me.

“I didn’t do anything!” I hissed trying to contain my tears. “Will you hear me out or not?”. Elijah looked like he was debating it. “Fine I will hear you out but I can’t promise I won’t pull your heart out mid conversation” “I’m not a fool Elijah- I know you don’t trust me I know you don’t want to see me- he won’t want to either but I owe it to myself to explain what happened” I told him pushing off the wall now.

“Let’s have a drink shall we, be civil about this?”. He looked like he was holding back a laugh but he nodded his head once and then followed me into the bar. We took one of the back booths so we could talk without being heard or seen. “You look different” he told me sitting across from me. “You look worn out, skinnier” “where do you want me to start?” I asked swallowing, feeling even more intimidated now it was really happening.

“Start from the fire” he told me bluntly keeping his eyes on me. “1919, we were in the Oprah house” I began thinking back to that terrible night. “Klaus had gone to get our seats while I went to the bathroom, when I exited I saw a face that still horrifies me to this day” “mikael” Elijah exhaled as he began to realised there was much more to the story. “I ran to get away from him but he caught me quickly over powering me”.

“He told me all these things- everything he was planning on doing to klaus, I struggled but he was too strong” I shook my head as the tears started forming again. “He compelled me- to leave with him- compelled me to say what I said to Klaus- I told him I was done I was leaving and that i couldn’t stand the sight of him- those words rang in my head for years” I sniffed as the first tear fell down. “After that mikael snapped my neck and left me in the trunk of some car” I explained.

“He did what he did in New Orleans- and kept me prisoner for years on end, he thought he could use me to help find Klaus as I knew him so well- I refused and that’s when his violence appeared”. Elijah looked horrified. That was the only word to describe his face. He reached over to my hand and nodded sympathetically. “You can compel me if you don’t believe me” I made very clear.

Elijah shook his head vigorously “I believe you’ve had enough compelling to last you for a lifetime” he told me rubbing my hand gently. “I believe you y/n” “thank you Elijah, truly” i gasp nodding my head agreeing I’d had enough. “I’ve heard enough about mikael- how’d you escape”.

“He didn’t come back to where he left me for a while- I had the chance to escape with him gone, but I don’t know where he is- he must be looking for me” I shook my head not wanting to think about it. “He’s not” Elijah squeezed my hand as he plunged in abruptly. “He’s dead y/n, Klaus killed him”. I sat back in the chair as my eye brows knitted together.

A weight off my shoulder literally lifted off me and I felt as if i could breath again. The tears leaked out my eyes without permission as I laughed from happiness. Elijah moved round to my side and embraced me. It was nice having him back, he was always so caring towards me. I’d truly missed him. “It’s over y/n- you done it, your home- and I am so! So sorry that my father put you through that, that he turned us against you”.

“You weren’t to know” I shook my head not wanting an apology from him. “What happened? When I left- Klaus- what happened?” “He um…” Elijah started before his eyes drifted to the table. “He hasn’t been okay since” Elijah shook his head vigorously. He must have been thinking of the events because I practically saw them flashing in his eyes.

“I didn’t think he ever would be again” he smiled before looking at me. “But you both will- I assume that’s why your here” “I’m here to explain- I understand it’s been a long time- I don’t expect him to feel the same way about me now” “do you want to see him? I’ll take you to him- help you smooth things over” “yes please” I nodded feeling my heart patting against my chest. “I’d like that very much”.

“Let’s go” Elijah nodded with a smile getting up from the table. I was afraid to face Klaus. I knew what his temper was like, once upon a time I was the only one who could control it. Though I didn’t think now would be one of those times. Elijah walked me over to the house. I stopped at the threshold taking a deep breath. “It’s going to be fine” he whispered comforting me. But that was when I heard his voice.

“Brother! Bout time you were back we have business to discuss” klaus called out as we walked into the house. His back was turned to us and he was pouring two bourbons. “Yes brother, we do indeed” Elijah told him forwardly. “We have much to discuss”. With that Klaus turned around. His smirk dropped off his face as he locked eyes with me. How the hell do I feel right now? I didn’t know myself.

He clearly didn’t. It took a few seconds but his face hardened just as I remembered, just as I’d imagined it to do. “You were foolish to step into this house” he told me seriously. “Thank you for delivering her to me brother but I have no intention of looking at her for more than two seconds, your welcome to let her out” klaus crushed a glass in his hand. The glass scattered everywhere.

“I thought- you’d want me dead for sure” I told him in a wavy voice. “I want you dead believe me, I just don’t want to watch it” he frowned as his jaw locked together watching his cuts heal up. “Brother, I haven’t delivered y/n to you to inflict any sort of harm” Elijah stated making Klaus look at him with the hard look now. “Explain yourself now Elijah” his hand flew out and I saw his eyes getting watery. “You should sit down and let y/n explain herself” he nodded taking a step forward.

I guess he knew Klaus was about to attack him as that’s exactly what happened. Klaus vamp ran towards him knocking Elijah off his feet. Klaus turned to me, his eyes orange now. That was new. “Get out, before I change my mind” he told me without a wave of anything but anger. “Klaus please- that night didn’t go down how you think it went down” I told him with tears in my own eyes now.

“Don’t think you can lie your way out of this one” he scoffed, the veins seemed to run further down his eyes onto his cheeks as his teeth came out. He had another set now, that was new too. “Klaus, she’s not lying- she was compelled” Elijah explained as he stood back up fixing his suit. “Oh really and by who exac-.” Klaus trailed off as a moment of realisation hit him. “No” he shook his head as his eyes went back to normal and he took a step back.

He looked me up and down before shaking his head and walking off toward the bourbon again with his hand pointing out. “I will not hear these lies!” “I’m not lying- I’ve never lied to you” I told him confidently, it was working he was realising. “If so, why didn’t you come back? Why didn’t you look for me?” Klaus asked me with a frown. “Because you had no interest in it!”.

“I came as soon as I escaped from mikael- well- a week after- I was debating whether i should come or not, I wasn’t sure if you’d hear me out”. Klaus’s face dropped. “What do you mean… escaped from Mikel” he asked me walking slowly towards me. “He- he kept me prisoner, he wanted my help to find you” “he- no I would have known- I- no” klaus shook his head but I knew he was just in denial about it now.

I slid my hand up to his face. “Klaus, I never would have left you” I told him when his eyes landed on me. “You don’t have to believe me- I didn’t come and see you to make things go back to how they were I just- i couldn’t live with you thinking I hated you” I told him softly holding eye contact with me. I slowly took my hand away but he caught it holding it bringing it back up.

“He- hurt you?” “It’s over now Klaus I’m free” I shook my head not wanting to give any details. “He hurt you?” Klaus asked me again in a much more authoritative tone. I nodded losing eye contact with him drifting to the floor. Klaus moved forward wrapping his arms around me tighter than I’d ever felt a hug. He didn’t want to let go and I was okay with that.

“You two- you should talk, clear everything up” Elijah told us with a smile on his face. “It’s good to see you again y/n” he nodded before wondering out of the door. “Elijah!” I called out before he got too far. He turned innocently looking at me under his brothers arm. “Thank you- seriously thank you” I nodded with sad eyes. “Who am I to keep soulmates apart” he chuckled as he walked off backwards.

Klaus didn’t say anything more to me just led me to the sofa and looked at me. He scanned me for a minute or two. “Klaus- it’s me” “I know” he nodded still looking at me. “I’m savouring it” he answered a few seconds after. He was holding my hand and hadn’t let go since we sat down. “What do you want to know?” “Nothing gorgeous- I believe you, Mikael is a bastard always has been, I presume Elijah told you he’s dead”.

I nodded frantically. “I’m free” I smiled again as it really sank in the the nightmare was over. A hundred years later. “I’m tempted to bring him back so I can kill him again for the years he kept us apart”. “I’m glad you came- I’m glad you chose to come” he told me fiddling with my fingers. “So am I- I don’t- expect anything from you Klaus not for you to take me in, take me back, nothing, I have peace knowing you know the truth”.

“Y/n, You are the queen of New Orleans and you are never leaving my side again” klaus told me putting his hand on my cheek. “Does that mea- mean you’ll have me back?” “Your my always and forever” he chuckled kissing my hand softly. “I should have knew something was off- I should have looked for you” he tutted, I spotted a tear falling down his face. “No don’t do that” I warned him.

“Don’t not make this your fault- you were hurt and you had every right to be” “y/n I know you better than anyone- I should have known something was wrong” he clutched my hand to his chest. “Can we- stop talking about it please- we can tomorrow just…” “…it’s done- I just want to make up for lost time, my love” he brushed my cheek with my thumb.

“Then there’s no better way” I smiled as I moved my head towards his attaching his lips to mine. Klaus didn’t hesitate for a semi second. He was right there with me, we’re truly were soulmates. We moved like we were made for each other because we were. “Now, nothing can take you away from me” he whispered holding me close.

“I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that” I smiled putting my head in between his shoulders and neck. Klaus kissed my head gently. Heaven.

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klausysworld · 1 year

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Hi it’s me again! So for my first request it’s for Rebekah and I was wondering if you would mind doing head cannons with Rebekah having a female s/o who has a crush on her? I would love to see how it would go

Rebekah having a female s/o:

Rebekah had definitely been with a few women over the years, girl cannot live over a thousand years and not be taking her fair share of the mix.

When she saw you though? Oh she just couldn’t help but introduce herself, you were the prettiest person she had ever seen, she knew just what style of dresses would suit you, what colour would go well with your hair.

You were all too eager to reciprocate her attention, quickly becoming friends and hanging out on a regular basis.

It was easy to develop a crush on her, the way she would insist on helping you get changed for the events she threw only made it harder. Her soft fingers would slide up your back as she did the zip on your dress up

Her hands would be in your hair as she styled it just perfectly, her face only a few inches away form yours as she applied your mascara ‘not that you need it, just to add to what you’re already giving me’ she would remind you

She always reminds you of how perfect you are, both looks and personality ‘i could look into your eyes forever’ ‘your figure is so beautiful’ ‘if i had half the personality you did…’

Often you would playfully suggest that you two should dance together, despite it being the 21st century two women dancing together at a traditional like ball isn’t exactly expected. That did not stop you though and although her siblings could be moody and unfair they too were happy to see their sister so full of joy as she clung to you

Rebekah always gave you expensive extravagant gifts like century old jewellery or those far too expensive boots that you accidentally briefly mentioned you liked.

And so you decided to treat Bekah by showing her new things, she had been daggered for a while after all so opening her up to new experiences was always fun.

A few times you two would go away on holiday, seeing her in a little bikini always had you blushing and nervous, not that she noticed too much because she was also gawking over you.

Eventually after far too many months you kissed her. Right in-front of everyone after you had witnessed a man try to flirt with her. Shock was evident throughout the bar as you pulled away with an embarrassed expression but she didn’t let you remain that way for long before she pulled you right back to her moulding her lips with yours

That was the start of a very happy Rebekah Mikaelson

(i know this is like really short so if you have other Rebekah requests i can do some more for you, courting maybe? or yandere bekah? or i can just do a one-shot if you have something specific you would like! :))

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xvxni · 5 months

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He's so fine *groans*

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michaelslover · 2 years

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i want to ask for headcanons fluff, basically klaus mikaelson pampering the reader

KLAUS MIKAELSON PAMPERING THE READER WOULD INCLUDE..

gender neutral reader! only use of "you" and "y/n"

warnings: english isn´t my first language.

oh he would do anything for you..

want a new necklace? sure, he gives it to you in vamp speed. want new clothes or do you maybe want to have a whole mansion? Klaus already bought it for you.

of course his love isn´t based on material things but I think that one of his love languages is gift giving. also words of affirmation and spending quality time together.

he would take you anywhere you want and show you places that you have never seen.

he loves to spend time with you and will plan everything beforehand: movienight? he has blankets, snacks and pillows ready. picnic? he made sure to pack everything in his fancy picnic basket.

he will also show you how to paint and give you lessons ;) if you already know how to paint or you are in the mood to paint then preper for a painting battle. he always wins. (not true but he wants to)

he always gives you forehead kisses whenever he can and is pretty clingy when you two are alone. holding hands, laying his head on your shoulder etc.

he also really likes to show you off as his beautiful significant other. he likes the feeling of pride when people turn their heads after you in jealousy.

he knows that you are special and that he deeply loves you so as i said, he would do anything for you.

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aloneatpeace · 2 years

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In another universe

Chapter 13

Fight for home

you blast agatha making her fall on the road .she grunts as she fall your magic hitting her hard.

"I take power from the undeserving. it's kinda of my thing " she absorb your power making your hands turning brownish color , like it's life has been sucked out.

"why don't you surrender your magic to someone who knows to do with it and i let you keep this pathetic little world you created yourself. what do you say ".

you throw a car at her using your power making her crash into a house. you move towards where is landed only to see her gone.

" y/n?? "

Alex run towards you with your boys.

"boys !! " you run towards them hugging them to chest Alex wrap you both in a tight embrace.

sound of footsteps make you siff as you see bonnie and her friends you stand in front of your family.

"y/n i know why you did this . we just want to help you" bonnie calmly said you read her mind and the tall man who give you an understanding look.

"I can fix it " you say in soft voice.

"can you? " a guy in suit ask you. you narrow your eye at him.

"this is my home. It's our home " determined you look at Alex .

"Then lest fight for it " Alex squeeze you hand

"well, well look at that scarlet witch and Bennett witch. so much powers " agatha appear in the sky . she glance at the hunters and vampires . "you brought your friends well I have some of mine too".

witches come out into the street agatha disappear from sky laughing hysterically. you turn to Alex and the boys looking worried. sam watch you sensing your fear for your family.

" y/n" at the tall male you turn to him " we wil keep them safe . " he said with determination .you look back at your family.

"yeah mom go show her who you are " oliver exclaim charile nodding his head you chuckle at them.

" I'll keep them safe petal " Alex squeeze your hand.

" we will help you y/n " bonnie add giving you a small smile.

you node before flying after agatha.

" I really hate witches " dean state.

" well that's something we have common " klaus agree with dean . they start to take out witches as stefan and Elijah protect the kids with Alex.

you land on the center of the Westview a truck pass by you.

" don't shoot I'm just a messager "as get distracted agatha throw a spell at you. you look up to see her floating on top of a building.

she open a spell book with magic floating in front of her. " y/n, did you know there is a whole page devoted for you in the darkhold. that's the book of the damned"

you stand there not knowing what she is saying. agatha turn the page " the scarlet witch is not born she is forged, she has no coven , no need to incantation "

"I'm not a witch, I don't cast spells. no one taught me magic " you yell at her annoyed with her rants.

she make the book disappear " your power exceeds that of the sorcerer supreme . it's your density to destroy the world."

" I'm not what you say I am " you shake your head at agatha.

"oh, really " she chant something making the person close to you stop for a minute.

"y/n "

"Dottie"

" my name is Sarah. I have a daughter she is eight maybe she could be friends with your boys if you like that story line the school bully even. just let her out of the room, I just want to hold her please "

you turn to agatha " what are you doing. you're making her say this ".

" she is your meat puppet, I just cut the strings " she cast the spell now to everyone making the people around you start to walk to you.

" I don't recognize my face in the mirror. my voice when I speak. I try to resist you, but now I can't remember why do you " you turn to look at voice.

" my husband is on a business trip tell him I love him and don't come here ever " you again turn to the new voice.

"I'm exhausted "

they circle around you making you feel claustrophobic hard to breath.

"no you're fine, it's all going to be fine "you try to clam down the people.

" when you let us sleep we have your nightmares "

you shake your head not believing what they say you look around the people

"no that's not true... I've.. I've kept you.... you safe.... in peace "

" we feel your pain "

tears start to form your eyes the voice getting louder.

" your grief is poisoning us " mrs hart yell at you.

"no stop "

" let us go Y/n "

" please stop "

you spun around them try desperately clam the people around you. the voice around you get louder making you feel anxious, overwhelmed and scared your emotions all over the palace.

"stop" you yell hunching over covering your ears unknowingly let your power release the red mist wrap around the people's neck making them the chocking and falling down the ground.

you gasp when you see what you've done . "no... stop.. stop... I'm sorry " you flick your wrist making the chock hold disappear. you apologies repeatedly you look around to see the people with bonnie also panting getting on there feet.

" if you won't let us go, just let us die please " a pained voice begg you.

"I will let you go. I will " letting out laboured breathes you look around the people nodding your head.

" what's stopping you? use your power. " agatha Mockingly encourage you.

you let out a breath before screaming and opening the hex with all power you have left the red beam around you reach the top of the hex opening the barrier around the town.

" GO...all of you now " you yell at the people while holding the hex open.

the Mikealson's brother watches you as you open the hex. the sound of military trucks can be heard. the rest of them catch up where is you stand holding the hex open.

" now you'll see " agatha grin down at you.

" what ? " you ask confused.

" MOM"

"y/n"

you turn to see your boys Glitching away their bodies start to fade away bits bits.

" boys" Alex try to walk towards them but fall down as his one side fade away.

" now do you see y/n. you tied your family to this twisted world and now one can't exist without the other "

" No....no " Tears falls down at the pained cries of your boys

"mom"

" y/n" everyone around your family watch helplessly no one can do anything to save them

" save your family or Westview "

" BOYS" you yell at them literally torn seeing your love fade away your kids crying asking to save them helplessly on the ground tears fall down your cheeks. you close the hex making the boys and Alex whole again as you fall down on your knees.

they run towards you help you stand on your feet . you hug the boys as the wrap their arms around your waist.

"mom "you kiss both boys head and embrace them

"y/n" Alex stand being you one arm around you other around the boys

" hi... hii .. hey " you let out sigh of relief knowing your family is okey . Alex kiss your head with one arm around the boys one stroking your hair . you wipe their tears away running hands through their hair

"aww, how sweet the bunch is whole again " agatha say from .

"NO" "y/n" bonnie and sam yell as they see agatha use her magic on your family.

"NO"you swiftly turn around making a shield around your family protecting them from the blast. Alex wrap his arms around the boys you scream as agatha absorb your power from the shield disappear Alex and the boys look at you sadly at your painful cries .

you let out a gasp when she finally release you. Alex help you stand.

" y/n " Alex glance at your hands that now turned black

" mom are you okey ? " charile ask you.

"I'm fine " you stand letting out breathes . the sound of trucks coming .

you stand in front you family hands in the air ready to protect your family from Hayward.

" don't worry love we got this " klaus speed in front you so does the rest of the vampire. bonnie and the Winchester stand by your side.

you look at them and bonnie and sam give you a node silently telling you they are her for you.

" listen boys your mother and i never prepared for you this " Alex tell them fully confident in his boys ability.

" but you're born for this " you said looking at your boys they smile at you joyfully.

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multistoty · 2 years

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[ Au: Klaus betrothed Hope to Julian to put their courts together, but Hope is falling in love with the princess instead. I was thinking maybe Julian is adoped by Sage or from his demon mother who dated the angel. Maybe sort of our court au. I am getting new hope icons]

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Being the loan heir and living and breathing version of the court owned by the vampire mafia, she spent her life folded between the pages of books.In the absence of human relationships Hope formed bonds with paper characters. The auburn haired girl lived love and loss through stories threaded in history;she experienced adolescence by association. Her world is one interwoven web of words, stringing limb to limb, bone to sinew, thoughts and images all together. sheis a being comprised of letters, a character created by sentences, a figment of imagination formed through fiction. Words are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves in our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh.All the tribrid ever wanted was to reach out and touch another human being not just with her hands but with her heart. She had been screaming for years and no one has ever heard her before the princess. And they are quotation marks, inverted and upside down, clinging to one another at the end of this life sentence. Trapped by lives they did not choose. Part of her coveted a second born. All the privelege of a royal without holding up to the knowledge and needed perfection of leading your people into something better. Walking like footprints on the sand or ripples in the river. This woman in front of her was too good looking to be anything but fictional. She looked beautiful swathed in the soft tulle of a seelie dress. Draped in the colors of fire and water in a way that should be painted or etched on vases. The mikealson girl always wondered about raindrops. She wondered about how they're always falling down, tripping over their own feet, breaking their legs and forgetting their parachutes as they tumble right out of the sky toward an uncertain end. It's like someone is emptying their pockets over the earth and doesn't seem to care where the contents fall, doesn't seem to care that the raindrops burst when they hit the ground, that they shatter when they fall to the floor, that people curse the days the drops dare to tap on their doors. At some point any royal had been that raindrop. And she;s fallen.So hard. She’d hit the ground. Gone right through it. Never in her life had she felt this. Nothing like this. She had felt shame and cowardice, weakness and strength. She’d known terror and indifference, self-hate and general disgust.seen things that cannot be unseen.And yet she had known nothing like this terrible, horrible, paralyzing feeling. she feel crippled. Desperate and out of control. And it keeps getting worse. Every day she felt sick. Empty and somehow aching.Love is a heartless bastard. For it was the most beautiful pain and the sunshine of life to be in her orbit. God, she was pulling a freaking Anakin Skywalker. Besides, Julian was to be her spouse instead of the most perfect intelligent woman she had seen. The one who had somehow got mcdonalds sat out by her bed in the morning instead of homophobic chicken and a novel similar to the one they had discussed. Thank god, the princess hadn’t seen the ammount of times she attempted to stamp her into that paper. The drawing equivilant to hearts with initials. Hope likde the way she felt about herself when she was with her. Jessalyn seemed to think that the other redhead was strong and smart and capable and she actually values her brother’s betrothed’s opinion. Not because she was the princess of the vampire court and the onl mikealson heir or the fabric of family they were about to be put in. Under her bright gaze, you felt as if you were the most important thing to ever exist. Fairytales hadn’t seemed real until her cupids bow lifted. A warrior goddess with the light of her kind charity glowing around her ivory skin. She makes me feel like her equal--like she can accomplish just as much as she can, and more. And if she did something incredible, she's not even surprised. She expects it. She doesn't treat her like some fragile little girl who needs to be protected all the time or unworthy of the opinions and place in society with which she had. Well, the court she used to live in. Supernatural people were leaps above others though it would seem the man still had the right away of living. It was all so new. In fact, she had blushed most of the first week noting that she was the only one craddled by red gowns and lips.“The truth is a painful reminder of why I prefer to live among the lies. My mother walked through a trail of the broken pieces of her heart to meet Jackson. You know what you are doing to me and I already am eclisping this space between worlds. Between what people deem decent and scandalous. This is not my home. You have become my home after the first moment I saw you.”

#after my treatment #this is so bad

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novscane · 3 years

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cloudybarnes · 2 years

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some things never change

Pairing: kol mikaelson x vampire!reader

Summary: going to the grill was supposed to be something fun for you and rebekah to do together, but that plan quickly backfired when you saw her brother, your boyfriend, making out with another woman

Word Count: 1.4k+

Warnings: i’m not the best with angst so this is my attempt :) also some bad language

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“I can’t believe you’ve been here for almost two years, and you still haven’t tried the grill’s mac and cheese.” You exaggerated to Rebekah as you pulled her through the doors of the little diner.

“(Y/N), you know us vampires get our nutrition from blood, not human food, right?”

You chuckle as you walk up to the counter, Bekah in tow behind you.

“I’ve been a vampire for as long as you’ve known me. I just happen to like human food too much to ever give it up.”

Rebekah chuckled as you ordered two servings of mac and cheese, one for each of you.

Once your order came out, you grabbed the two bowls and smiled at your friend. “I think you’re really going to like this!”

Instead of the smile you expected Rebekah to shine back at you, her eyes watched something behind you, a frown set deep on her face.

“That little bastard,” she quietly growled.

“What’s the matter?” You turn around and instantly wished you hadn’t.

Not even ten feet behind you was your boyfriend of almost one year with his tongue down the throat of another woman.

You sharply inhaled as you watched the scene unfold before you. The two of them stood in front of the bar, Kol’s hands roamed the waist of the woman he was kissing.

Your heart could do nothing other than break.

“I’m going to kill him,” you could hardly hear Rebekah’s threat by how hard your heart was beating.

“No,” you barely let out. “You stay here, I’ll handle it.”

You took a deep breath and handed off the mac and cheese to Rebekah as you stormed over to your boyfriend.

You were never one to be sad long, that was something the Mikaelson’s all loved about you; you had a fire in you that would never burn out. Your broken heart only fueled your anger, and when you were angry, you were known to make rash decisions.

When you were finally close enough to them, you could hear the intense beating of their heart beats. It sickened you how he could enjoy his time with another woman so much, especially when you spent the last year of your life being faithful to him.

Out of anger, you grabbed the woman by her hair and yanked her off of your boyfriend.

“What the hell?” She screeched.

You glared into her eyes. “You will leave here and forget all about the encounter you just had with this man,” you compelled.

She fell into a daze and nodded her head, silently walking away and leaving you with Kol.

“Darling, let me explain.”

You whipped your head to Kol. His eyes drooped as he sorrowfully stared at you. He raised his hand to try to reach you, but your movements were too quick, and you grabbed his wrist before he had the chance to make contact with your skin.

“Don’t you ‘darling’ me, you little asshole.” You seethed. “And don’t you ever try to touch me again, or I won’t just grab your wrist next time.”

You forcefully shoved his hand back to his chest.

“(Y/N), please, just listen to me.” Kol pleaded.

“What is there to listen to?” You shouted, “you were just making out with another woman while you’re supposed to be dating me!”

“I am dating you!” Kol yelled in frustration.

“Then why were you kissing her?”

“I-I don’t know! It kind of just happened; she came on to me.” Kol’s voice started to raise, his panic becoming evident.

You rolled your eyes. “Sure, so I should be mad at the woman who most likely had no idea you had a girlfriend and not the man who was supposed to be faithful to me.” You scoffed out a laugh. “How pathetic do you think I am, Kol?”

“(Y/N),” Kol pleaded as he reached out to you again.

Without warning, you grabbed Kol’s wrist and twisted it backwards as he cried out.

“I thought I told you not to touch me anymore.” You spat, releasing his arm from your grasp.

“Baby, please believe me. I’m so sorry, I never meant for this to happen.” Kol pleaded as he shook out his sore wrist. His eyes were wide and sad. Usually a look like that would make your heart melt, succumbing you to whatever Kol wanted.

Not anymore.

“Did you even think about me once while you were making out with her?”

You were met with silence on Kol’s end.

You scoffed, “of course not.” You shook your head in frustration. You couldn’t even stand to look at him, let alone be this close to him anymore.

You saw Rebekah sitting at a table now, but she wasn’t alone. Your close friend Caroline was sat with her, both of them sadly watching your interaction, no doubt listening to everything.

“Please, (Y/N).” Kol pleaded, pulling your attention back to him. “Tell me what I can do to fix this. I don’t want to lose you, my love.”

That caused you laugh. “Oh that’s rich — you saying you love me.”

Kol’s heart broke, his lips falling open but he couldn’t will himself to speak. He did love you, he just had a habit of ruining things for himself just as he gets happy.

“How could I have been such an idiot to believe that you, out of all people, could actually love someone?”

Well, if Kol thought his dead heart was broken before, it was surely shattered beyond repair now.

“(Y/N), you can’t possibly believe that.” Kol shook his head, and attempted to reach out to you, but stopped himself when he saw the hatred in your eyes. “Please, darling, you are the first person I’ve loved in a long time. It breaks my heart that you question my love for you.”

“What do you expect me to do!” You shouted, your arms instinctively raising to tug at your hair in frustration. “I just caught my boyfriend of a year with his lips all over another girl! That’s not love, Kol, and it’s embarrassing that you think it is.”

“Darling, no, that’s not-”

“Maybe they were right,” you sighed as you ran your hands down your face. Your muscles were tense; the anger you have trying to spill out through tears, but you fought your hardest to keep them at bay.

“Who was right, darling?” Kol nervously asked.

“My friends, my family, your family,” you snarled, “everyone told me it was a bad idea getting involved with you. Everyone told me that you were ruthless and that you would never change and settle down with someone. I refused to believe them, and look where we are.” You sarcastically laughed.

Your feelings were all over the place, and being a vampire didn’t really help with keeping them at bay.

“I have changed, (Y/N).” Kol grew frustrated. He wanted so desperately to ease the pain he had caused you. “Before I met you, I would have never even entertained the idea of a relationship with someone. You turned me into a man that wanted to spend all of his time with one woman, and that woman is you!”

“It didn’t seem like you only wanted me when you were just kissing someone else! I don’t believe a single word that comes out of your disgusting mouth.” You growled, your eyes started to bulge from your veins expanding. Your anger was forcing your vampire side out, and it wasn’t very smart to let that happen at the grill.

“I don’t know how I can make this up to you, (Y/N). I swear that woman meant nothing to me.” Kol persisted.

“That’s just it,” you sarcastically smiled, “you can’t fix this Kol, no matter how much you claim to want to.”

Kol’s face fell and he frantically shook his head. “(Y/N), don’t say that. Give me some time, I promise I’ll make it up to you. I’ll kill that woman if you want me to. I’ll bind myself to you so I can never be unfaithful again. I’ll do whatever you want, just please give me another chance.”

Kol grabbed onto your arms and stared into your eyes. Maybe if you were weaker you’d have caved to his sorrowful look. Maybe you would have believed him when he said he’d fix this and never do it again.

A shame for him, you’re a lot stronger than you get credit for.

“We’re done, Kol.” You snarked, prying his hands off your arms. “Don’t ever speak to me again.”

With that, you left your, now, ex-boyfriend to his lonesome; his world shattering as he watched you head back to your friends, knowing he had forever lost the one good thing in his life.

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klarolic · 2 years

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fandomspov · 3 years

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･ﾟ𖡼 ︎ִֶָ⁀➷

SMALL FAMILY | 𝙠. 𝙢𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙤𝙣

「 sᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ 」 ଽ you and klaus have a small family and decide to go on a trip.

「 ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs 」 ଽ fluff ; mentions of sex ; really cute

「 ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ 」 ଽ 1k

➪ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ's ɴᴏᴛᴇs ❝ hi loves, please don't steal my work and if you repost it make sure to give credits. requests are always opened, enjoy ❞

I walked down the hall to go to emily's room, mine and klaus' baby, to put her to sleep, the door was opened so when i wanted to walk in i saw noticed klaus sitting on the chair, emily in his arms, singing her a song.

i smiled as i stood in the doorway and watched them, i was the happiest right now even though we still have some fights here and there, we are happy and in love and that's all that matters.

i see him get up and put the little one in her crib and kiss her forehead, as he turned around he looked at me with a smile "hello, love"

"hi" i greeted wrapping my arms around his neck, hugging him "how was work?" klaus questioned, i let out a short "fine" with a nod.

we both went into our bedroom and i changed into my pyjamas. as i laid next to him and he wrapped his arms around me, i got closer to his face and kissed him on the lips, he immediately kissed back making my lips curl into a sly smirk, i got on top of him and ran my hands up and down his chest

"what about another baby?" he joked and i giggled "i mean we can try" his hands ran under my shirt to pull it over my head, his blue eyes turning darker by second, i chuckled

"i have you wrapped around my fingers, don't i?" no answer was needed to confirm my question, he was indeed, head over heels for you and would do anything to make you happy.

THE NEXT DAY i woke up without him snoring next to me as usual so i grabbed the shirt from last night and walked down the stairs. i saw him making breakfast, slowly i walked behind him

"you know i can hear you, love" he smirked and i giggled "what are you making" i hugged him from behind "pancakes" his lips for min into a straight line "yeah, i forgot you don't know how to cook" i teased softly squeezing his arm

"hey! i didn't know it was let's make fun of klaus today" "sorry, all jokes baby" as i kissed his cheek i heard emily start crying "mhm sure". "stop being such a baby klaus" i shouted as i walked up the stairs to feed the kid.

"good morning my little sunshine" i smiled, picking her up and kissing her nose, she went to grab my finger making me lean and kiss her closed fist

"you're so cute, aren't ya" i slowly sat down on the comfortable armchair seated next to her pink crib, taking off my shirt to breastfeed her. i leaned my head back on the chair, almost falling back to sleep

klaus suddenly came in a hurry a spatula in hand, barging into the room waking me up "breakfast is ready" "jesus, you scared me"

he chuckled coming to sit on the armrest, he stoked the top of the baby's head "sorry, love, didn't mean to" after she was done you out her back into her bed rocked her from side to side so she can fall back asleep, which she did really fast, it was 7 in the morning too early for her.

walking back into the kitchen you saw the food beautifully presented, the pancakes with strawberries and blueberries, whipped cream and syrup, coffee and napkins

"this looks amazing baby" you leaned in to kiss his cheek "i had an idea" klaus remarked, you looked up at him with a mysterious look "don't give me that look, you're gonna love it i swear"

you leaned back into your chair waiting for him to say what he was planning "how about you, emily and me go on a vacation to..." he tapped his palms on the table imitating the beat of drums "maui" you frowned your eyebrows "when?"

his smile grew wider "monday?" you choked on your food "what? that's in 2 days!" he nodded rapidly "aren't you happy?"

"of course i'm happy, what" you jumped in his arms, hugging him really tight "it's gonna be amazing, think about it, the three of us in a small house on the beach, going out in the evening-"

you interrupted him placing delicate kisses between each sentence "i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you!" he giggled kissing your hand.

"love, these glasses make you look like a grandma with 20 cats, these are better" klaus advised, handing you a pair of red sunglasses "jeez, sorry i didn't realise you are a fashion designer" you smiled

"it's just basic knowledge angel" klaus pulled on his dark green shirt, getting ready for the beach "yeah yeah next thing you know, you start designing clothes"

"hey! i would be a great fashion designer, i mean look at me". "then you pick my outfit tonight if your oh so good at choosing clothes" you smirked, raining one eyebrow "bet"

laying on the lounging chair you couldn't help but admire your husband playing with emily, they were laughing as he pulled her up from the water reaching his knees.

klaus made sure you had privacy so he bought the most expensive private area on the beach so you can relax, at home is always chaos so being alone just the three of you is just what you needed.

you got snapped out of your daydream as you heard your husband call for you "y/n, love! come here" "I don't wanna get my hair wet" you lied, you needed a moment to take in everything, how you got here, i mean, klaus saved you

he was the one that helped you out of your misery and now you're here, happier than ever. you admired how his hair fell on his eyes and how his shorts fluttered because of the wind, this was all you've been dreaming of your entire life but never thought it was gonna happen

suddenly a bucket of cold water was splasher on you "oh my god" you gasped "i'm gonna kill you, klaus mikaelson!" "no please, I have a baby"

you chuckled "so you're gonna use our child as a shield now?" he nodded his head "consider yourself lucky because you would've been thrown into that water by now"

you warned but he only giggled handing you the baby, you softly placed her on your hip and tapped her nose making her laugh "let's go" he grabbed your hand pulling you towards the sea.

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klausysworld · 1 year

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hi can you make headcanons about yandere Elijah mikaelson

Yandere Elijah Mikaelson:

Elijah is known to be a gentleman, a feminist and respectful of peoples personal space and stays out of others business

That was true…well until he saw you. He couldn’t help himself okay? It’s not his fault, you were the one who had to walk in with that perfect smile, an angelic laugh, the way your eyes lit up when you spoke to your friend. Your friend who was clearly not good enough for you.

He could be though, Elijah knew he could be everything for you, he could cook for you, clean for you, be there for you, keep you safe, love you.

Look his family take advantage of him, you were a great distraction, something to lighten up his day

Following you around was the highlight of his day.

He both hated and loved your apartment, you had such big windows, he could always see you, when you sat and watched tv, read a book, baked something, came out the shower in your tiny little towel, got changed in the mornings and evenings, when you did your yoga poses and showed him just how flexible you could be

He couldn’t help but think of you when he was alone, your body sprawled across his bed, bent over his desk, your beck on display so he could sink his teeth in. He couldn’t stop the thoughts of you, it’s not his fault you were so enticing, he had to help himself feel some sort of relief okay?

He ‘bumped into you’ in a coffee shop, you spilt your drink all over his expensive suit, you were mortified and began wiping his chest with a cloth but he reached up and held you hand to him and told you it was fine and kissed the back of your hand.

Each time you saw him it was purely coincidental and you always apologised for your first meeting and everytime he would assure you it was perfectly fine, he didn’t like that tie anyway.

He enjoyed how bad you felt, how shy you were because you didn’t want to embarrass yourself again, how you apologised with big eyes and pouty lips, he felt powerful.

When he asked you on a date you were a blushing mess, he wanted to go out with you?

Of course you said yes and he took you to the most expensive restaurant you had ever known, he payed despite your efforts of argument even though you probably couldn’t afford it and he knew you couldn’t because he kept an eye on your bank accounts and what you bought, where you went etc

He met your friends and he did not like them. They took your kindness for granted, who did they think they were? The way one of their hands would squeeze your arm, you should not be touched by anyone but him.

Once you invited him in he took advantage of that, watching you sleep, occasionally laying with you when you were in too deep to wake up, stroke you cheek and kiss your lips faintly, he would go through your drawers and rearrange your clothes. You were far too messy, he could help with that.

Whenever you asked him to come over he would arrive with flowers and a kiss on the cheek, he would subtly tidy your apartment bit by bit and he would offer to cook for you, he was a literal dream! who wouldn’t want a man who would do all the things that most would expect you to do

Your apartment was big and spacious, it had a lovely view, he understood why you liked the windows but he did buy you some curtains though because you really shouldn’t appear so vulnerable in the open.

Elijah actually moved in with you instead of you in with him. It meant you didn’t have to be around his family, nobody would be able to take him from you and he could pay your rent. You wouldn’t feel like he was taking you away from your life but he could still isolate you in your own space.

He loves to do your hair, it’s one of his favourite things, having his fingers on your scalp while you make the cutest little moans of pleasure without realising it has him shifting in his seat.

Your neck is his drug, he lives with his face buried in your neck, breathing your scent, sucking your skin, whispering dirty things behind your ear.

You’re his innocent little darling that he needs to protect and if that means dipping into his predatory side then he will.

Hands will be torn from peoples arms if they touch you, heart will be lots as well as heads. You never witness these things and you probably don’t know they happen, maybe you’re suspicious? who knows?

Elijah to you is your prince charming, he swoops in and saves the day, he is sweet and feels like home, he loves you and you know that, he wants to marry you, have a life with you and giving up a few things shouldn’t be that hard if he is your prize, right?

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cheshiretheblack · 3 years

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Yes yes "Hello love" is great

But I want to hear Daniel Gillies (as Elijah) say

"Evening, gentleman."

#the vampire diaries #the originals #tvd icons #klaus michaelson #daniel gillies #joseph morgan #elijah mikealson x reader #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #mikaelson family #unpopular opinion #hello love

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jaekermann · 3 years

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Brighter Days

An Elijah Mikaelson x fem!reader fanfic

Lil Summary: Mikael has arrived in New Orleans. The 3 Mikaelson siblings have to flee their beloved home. Elijah volunteered to stay behind to buy his siblings some time, but also to see you.

He gently shook the sleeping beauty.

“Y/N, Y/N, darling.”

Y/N stirred in her sleep and smiled recognizing her lover’s voice. She opened her eyes happy, but that disappeared as she noticed the sad expression on Elijah’s face. It looked as if he was being stripped of everything he had. It shook her to her core. She immediately got up, “Elijah, what’s the matter?” She said cupping his face with both her hands. Elijah leaned into her touch. He looked down as tears escaped his eyes.

“Elijah...” She was at a loss for words; she has never seen Elijah like this. Even when Niklaus was impossible, he never looked so defeated as he did at that moment. “I..” Elijah finally met her eyes, still crying. Y/N wiped his tears with her thumbs. Her own eyes were beginning to well up with tears at the mere sight of him. She searched his face trying as if she would find the answer there somewhere.

Elijah finally gained some composure, he said “Do you smell the smoke?” Y/N had not even noticed it until he asked. She then looked out from her balcony and noticed the huge fire not too far from her home. “Now, Mikael has found us. And…we have to flee.” Elijah’s voice broke as he said this. Y/N nodded her head and said, “Okay, I’ll just pack a few of my possessions. I won’t take long.”

She stood up quickly, but before she could run around her apartment Elijah caught her arm. “Elijah, come on, we must leave as soon as we can.” She protested and pulled away from his grip. She started to pack a small bag of sentimental items. Elijah sighed sadly, “Y/N, you misunderstand, we are going, you are not.”

Y/N stopped in her tracks staring at him. He was about to say something but she interrupted him, knowing what he was about to say. “No.” She said sternly. She marched towards him as she talked. “Don’t you start with me, Elijah Mikaelson.” Her voice was slightly breaking.

“Y/N, you know it is unsafe.” Elijah replied.

“I know that. I know that and I accept that. Elijah, I love you!”

“And I you.”

“Then let me come.”

Elijah took a breath, tearing his eyes away from hers, knowing how weak they made him.

“You are good,” Elijah said, cupping her face with one hand, shaking his head, his eyes back on hers, “you have managed to numb me of all the wounds that my family’s battles have inflicted upon me. You do not deserve the life I can give you.”

“I deserve what I desire! What I say I deserve. It is quite patronizing of you to decide that for me,” Y/N said, causing Elijah to drop his hand from her cheek.

“I-”

“You are an intelligent man, Elijah Mikaelson. We are equals-”

“We are not equals if you are dead!” Elijah shouted.

The normally poised man, now frantic, held his love by the shoulders in a tight grip, but not too tight to hurt her. He never wishes to hurt her.

“I won’t die if you turn me.” Y/N answered, her tone calmer than her prior one.

“Time turns you to stone-”

“Love makes you soft.”

Ever so quick to answer. Elijah thought.

That was one of the things he fell for, her wit, her fortitude. Oftentimes, he compared himself to Rebecca when he was with Y/N, it was similar, how their hearts were soft. Sometimes he thought: We really are siblings. He was more intelligent about it of course, less careless. Concealing it not only from Niklaus, but from everyone. The whole supernatural (gossiping) population of New Orleans. Only stolen glances from when they were occasionally on the same street, never eye contact. Y/N, only being mortal, stayed indoors for most of the day, and the entirety of the night, which was when Elijah would come to her place, when he could, that is.

Things were finally settled in New Orleans. The whole city was solidly ruled by the Mikaelsons, finally. Elijah quickly swept by, just that morning, to bring her the good news.

*Earlier that morning*

“Oh my goodness.” Y/N said, her right hands over her smile.

“Yes, darling. We’re free.”

Elijah picked his lover up and spun her around. Her song of giggles filled the room.

The sight would have put an incredulous look on anyone’s face. Despite being known as the more negotiable Mikaelson, an expressive, overly jovial, playful action from him was unheard of.

“We could finally come out in the open.” Y/N said, moving away stray hairs from the Original’s face.

*End of flashback*

“Exactly.”

In that moment, the look in Elijah’s eyes could have been mistaken for soft —if one were a fool. It was not softness; it was difficulty, strain, conflict. But Elijah was a disciplined man—objective; this trait pushed through.

Y/N made a run for the vervain in her kitchen, but of course, he was faster. He grabbed her by the waist, from the back, almost like he was embracing her.

“Elijah no.” Y/N was actually crying now, her sobs, audible. He turned her to face him. Her face, it was something from Elijah’s nightmares he wished never materialized. Her eyes were sealed shut.

“Please no”

“I’m sorry, my love...open your eyes.”

She knew there was no hope in fighting him. She opened them.

“Y/N Y/L/N, trust that everything I have said and done in our time together, were the most honest words and actions I have brought out into this world. Do not let doubt become your last thought of me. I love you, Y/N, I give you my word.”

And with a bittersweet look, Y/N responded,

“Fuck you, Elijah Mikaelson, I give you my word.”

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It was another hot scorching day in New Orleans. The young lady strolled through the streets. It's been so long since she’s been out this long. She has been out the whole morning up to now. She often wondered what got her to stop doing this, limiting herself to the confines of her apartment for what seemed like weeks, maybe months. She doesn’t really know, it’s all such a blur.

It was another hot scorching day in New Orleans, on other days, it would've been bright. But today, the bustling city can’t help but feel...lacking.

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