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amournoir · 8 months

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Hi can u do a fic where the reader and Klaus are in a relationship and the mikaelson's hate her .

Thanks

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pairing: niklaus mikaelson x f!reader

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warning: angst

author’s note: thanks for the request hun! 💋 p.s, here's part 2

The streets of New Orleans pulsed with life, and Y/N, Klaus Mikaelson's spirited and vivacious girlfriend, seemed to embody the very essence of the city's energy. She reveled in the thrill of the night, seeking joy and adventure wherever she went. But little did she know that her vibrant spirit was causing a storm within the Mikaelson family.

Rebekah and Elijah, Klaus's siblings, observed with disapproval as Y/N led Klaus into the wild festivities of the French Quarter. They detested her carefree nature, seeing her as a disruption to the carefully constructed order of their lives. In their eyes, Y/N was a distraction, a youthful folly that would only lead Klaus astray. The siblings had made their opinions known countless times, urging Klaus to end the relationship. They saw her as a threat to their family's stability and tried to set him up with a "more suitable" woman— a 30-year-old socialite whose poise and maturity contrasted sharply with Y/N's exuberance.

One evening, as the Mikaelson family gathered for a somber dinner, tensions reached their breaking point. Rebekah and Elijah, fueled by their desire to protect their brother, confronted Y/N, leveling accusations of infidelity.

“You're nothing but trouble,” Rebekah hissed, her eyes flashing with disdain. “You're not right for Nik.”

Y/N's face paled, her heart pounding in her chest. “What are you talking about? I love Klaus with all my heart,” she protested, her voice trembling.

Elijah shook his head, his tone cutting like a blade. “You're young, reckless, and unreliable,” he stated coldly. “You're only going to hurt him.”

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she struggled to find the right words to defend herself. She had always tried to be honest with Klaus, to give him everything he deserved, but now she felt like she was being torn apart by the very people she had hoped to call family.

“I love him,” she repeated, her voice breaking. “I would never hurt him, and I would never cheat on him.”

But her words fell on deaf ears, and the Mikaelson siblings remained adamant in their disapproval. Klaus, torn between his love for Y/N and his loyalty to his family, was caught in the crossfire of their bitter dispute. For days, the rift between Y/N and the Mikaelson siblings grew wider. Each encounter was fraught with tension, with accusations and misunderstandings that only deepened the wounds. Y/N felt isolated and alone, her heart heavy with the weight of their judgments.

One night, as the moon hung low in the sky, Klaus found Y/N sitting alone by the fireplace, tears silently streaming down her cheeks. He approached her, his heart aching at the sight of her pain.

“Love talk to me,” he pleaded, his voice soft with concern.

She looked up at him, her eyes filled with sorrow. “Your family hates me,” she whispered. “They think I'm not good enough for you.”

Klaus wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. “I don't care what they think,” he said firmly. “I love you and I won't let them come between us.”

But as the days turned into weeks, the constant pressure from his family weighed heavily on Klaus's mind. Doubts began to seep into his heart, and he found himself torn between his love for Y/N and the desire to mend the fractures in his family. In the depths of his turmoil, Klaus faced an impossible choice— to stand by the woman he loved or to appease his family by letting her go. His heart and mind waged war within him, leaving him in a state of inner turmoil that threatened to consume him.

As the darkness of uncertainty loomed over their once blissful relationship, Y/N and Klaus were left to navigate the shadows of doubt and find a way back to each other. The storm of angst and heartache showed no signs of abating, leaving them with the ultimate question…could love conquer all or would the family's disapproval be too much to bear?

A few months had passed without another confrontation from his siblings but that silence period was over today. The Mikaelson mansion stood in silence, its opulent halls shrouded in a heavy tension that seemed to seep into the very air. Y/N, the vibrant and spirited love of Klaus Mikaelson's life, felt the weight of disapproval from his siblings bearing down on her like a storm cloud. At 23, her heart beat fiercely with a passion for life, but to Elijah and Rebekah, she was nothing more than a youthful whirlwind that threatened the delicate balance they had carefully crafted.

It was a chilly evening, and as Y/N wandered through the dimly lit corridors, her footsteps echoing emptily, she couldn't shake the sense of unease that seemed to linger around her. The disapproving glances, the hushed conversations that ceased when she entered a room— all of it gnawed at her soul. It had been months since she had embarked on a romantic journey with Klaus, a love that burned with an intensity she had never known before. But even that powerful connection couldn't shield her from the critical eyes of his siblings.

Rebekah's icy words had sliced through the air like a blade. “You're just a child, Y/N,” she had said with a condescending tilt of her head. “My brother deserves someone who understands the dangers of our world.”

And Elijah, the embodiment of elegance and poise, had looked at her with a mixture of pity and dismissal. “Klaus is not one to be taken lightly,” he had warned. “You need to be more mature, more level headed.”

Each word had etched itself into Y/N's heart, a constant reminder of her perceived inadequacy in the eyes of those she so desperately wanted to accept her. As she entered the living room, she found Klaus standing by the grand window, nursing a tumbler of bourbon in his hand. His gaze was distant, his features etched with a mixture of frustration and weariness. She approached him, her heart aching at the distance she felt growing between them.

“Klaus,” she murmured, her voice soft and uncertain.

He turned to her, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of conflict and affection. “Y/N,” he said, his voice tinged with a hint of regret.

The silence that followed was heavy, a chasm that seemed to swallow their words before they could be spoken.

“I can't do this anymore love,” Klaus finally confessed, his voice breaking the stillness.

Y/N's heart shattered, the pain more intense than she could have ever imagined. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Klaus's gaze was tortured, his emotions warring within him. “Elijah and Rebekah,” he said with a sigh. “They won't accept us. They think you're too young, too impulsive.”

Tears welled in Y/N's eyes, and she felt a lump forming in her throat. “And what do you think?” she choked out, her voice quivering.

Klaus reached for her, his hand cupping her cheek with tenderness. “I love you,” he said, his voice raw with emotion. “But I can't keep going against my family. It's tearing us apart.”

The pain in Y/N's chest was suffocating, a weight that threatened to crush her. “So, what are you saying?” she asked, her voice shaking.

“I'm saying that we need to take a step back,” Klaus admitted, his voice barely audible. “Perhaps it's best for both of us.”

Y/N's heart shattered completely, and she took a step back, her eyes welling with tears. “You're choosing them over me?” she whispered, her voice cracking.

Klaus's eyes filled with anguish, and he reached out to her, his fingers brushing against her cheek. “Y/N…” he started desperately. “I love you, but I can't keep fighting this battle. I'm sorry sweetheart.”

The room seemed to close in around her, and Y/N turned and fled, her heartache echoing in the emptiness that surrounded her. Days turned into weeks, and the absence of Klaus felt like an ache that she couldn't escape. She could feel the weight of his absence in every corner of her life, a constant reminder of what once was.

As she stared out at the moonlit night, Y/N realized that love was not always enough to conquer the obstacles that life placed in its path. She had lost the man she loved, not because he didn't care, but because the world they lived in was too complicated, too tangled with expectations. lol She whispered his name into the night, her heart heavy with sorrow, Y/N learned that sometimes love wasn't enough to mend the fractures that threatened to tear their world apart. And in that painful realization, she felt the bittersweet ache of a love that had been both beautiful and heart wrenching—a love that would forever remain etched in her soul.

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magicalqueennightmare · 3 months

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Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

You take down Evan and make it back to New Orleans where Elijah awaits

Warning: mention of killing and a tiny smidge of spice

Your phone vibrated in your pocket causing you and Max both to mumble a curse as he spread a shield around you both with his magic, a tactic to make the men looking for the two of you simply look anywhere but the corner the two of you were in.

The Banes twins had figured out Evan had indeed poisoned those on his side against hunters, using witches who wanted a squadron of their own who was capable of taking on things that crawled out of the deepest abyss of hell and every other realm.

The only way to sever the spell would be to kill Evan. The issue with that was it had to be an instantaneous moment of you killing him while the coven Alicia and Max had formed for this stripped his witches of their powers.

That took this hunt from the level of “find the monster and kill it” all of you knew to forming a tactical team of hunters spread across the states. Enchanted coms gave you access to hunters states over trying to pinpoint Evan's exact location. You'd called the kill, everyone understood the importance to you that was being the one to put down this threat.

Once the threat passed Max lowered his shield and grabbed your arm “Come on” the two of you ran for his motorcycle that was parked nearby and nearly dove onto it.

Elijah didn't let his temper out but when another call went unanswered he was considering breaking the phone. “She's been gone for two weeks. She dropped contact three days in. Brother perhaps she moved on” Klaus’ voice hit his ears and he spun to face him “Her Nova is still in storage. Most of her belongings are still in her apartment. Why would she leave all of that behind simply to get away from me?”

The truth was Klaus was trying to provoke his brother by offering a challenge that you simply left because after a few days of your absence he'd seen what it had done to Elijah and Rebekah and tried to locate you himself. No trail of you had been left behind in over a week. Rebekah was distracted by Marcel so his goal was to not let Elijah consider the very real possibility that you may be dead.

“If she comes back near New Orleans we'll know but you can not make her appear in front of you from will alone” he tried to choose his words carefully and could see that they had little effect on Elijah. “I care for her Niklaus. I do not want to consider having lost her this soon after finding her”

You watched Alicia walk across the room time and again, going over the vials of herbs and ingredients that lined the table. Some of those had required some traveling to get your hands on and a few Dean had gotten shipped in on a favor from Ketch.

Your hands moved from muscle memory alone, loading your guns then sharpening your blades. Evan's location had been narrowed down, you had wolves nearby watching that could report back should he move.

This had taken nearly a month. You hadn't spoken to Elijah in so long the truth was you didn't expect him to be waiting on you when you got back to New Orleans. You knew what he'd say had he known what you were doing. He'd ask you to let him handle it. He'd gladly kill Evan and get Klaus to wipe out the witches but you needed to do this yourself.

Max walked in the door and looked from you to his sister “It's time. We've got a half an hour window. It's now or never”

You were exhausted and sore when you practically rolled out of Alicia's car “Sure you don't want me to stick around?” She asked but you shook your head “A witch as powerful as you? Marcel will send people knocking. I'll be ok”

She laughed “Just call if you need anything sweetheart. You should sleep better tonight” you grinned “Oh hell yes”

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You walked into the door of your apartment and dropped the bag of dirty clothes next to the door but took care to push the bag of weapons under the bed where they would be close at hand. You desperately needed to shower.

You thought of Elijah as you walked into the bathroom. You wanted to see him but part of you feared his reaction to how long you'd been gone.

Instead you hit Rebekah's number on your phone as you walked into the bathroom. The moment she answered you heard her breath a sigh of relief “About bloody time! I was afraid you'd fallen off the face of the earth”

You laughed lightly,guilt slipping into your mind “I'm sorry Bek. I just needed to handle this on my own” “I understand the need but a text would've been nice. Elijah has been unbearable” you grimaced slightly “How bad?”

She laughed and the noise wrapped around you. You hadn't realized how bad you'd missed her as well “Let's just say he was ready to set fire state by state until he laid eyes on you again. Klaus had to talk him down” christ if Klaus was being the voice of reason..you closed your eyes “Chances of delaying him knowing I'm back?”

“I can give you maybe half an hour” “You're an angel with fangs Bek” you bid each other goodbye with promise to meet the following day before you laid your phone down on the sink and quickly got into the shower. Evan's blood was still caked on your arms and splashed through your hair. You couldn't face Elijah bloody.

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You walked out of the bedroom and had just plugged your phone in and sat it on the end table next to your bed when there was a familiar knock at your door. The thought to make him wait flashed through your mind but you pushed it down.

You walked over to the door and looked down at what you were wearing. You'd tossed an oversized shirt and sleep shorts on. He'd seen you in less considering.

You opened the door and he blasted by you into the apartment. “Come on in” you mumbled, the sarcasm in your voice falling flat when you turned to face the vampire standing in the middle of your home. Anger rolled off of him in waves. Instead of his usual suit he was wearing that damn henley again and you wondered if Rebekah had told him to wear that since she knew the effect it had on you.

You shut the door then turned to lean against it with your arms crossed over your chest. You'd done nothing wrong. You owed him no explanation and wasn't about to grovel for his affection. “Rebekah said you've been a bit unhinged?”

He scoffed at your response “Tell me, how would you like me to react? You left and haven't spoken to any of us in a month” “I had business of my own to take care of” you replied and within the blink of an eye he was in front of you, eyes skimming your body “and you didn't trust me with the information of who you were after?”

You uncrossed your arms, placing both palms flat on his chest to give you enough room that his presence wasn't dizzying. He let his hands come to rest on your hips, you didn't protest because in truth you were craving his touch.

“If you respect me Elijah, you'll respect that I had to do this because it was my former fiance that was targeting hunters. I brought the threat to my community, I had to handle it” He nodded slowly “and if you respect me darling the next time you need to go on one of these little missions I simply ask you tell me”

He leaned down enough to be looking into your eyes “I don't like the thought of losing you” you didn't know how to respond. You'd expected a lot out of this but not a confession of not wanting to lose you. You knew how you felt about him but you knew you were human, you'd die probably sooner than later given your life. Were you worth the effort?

You didn't want to give voice to those concerns. You just wanted to feel Elijah. You moved your hands up his chest to hook them around his neck and bring him down into a kiss. The moment your lips touched you let out a light sigh. This was what you'd been missing for weeks. The kiss was hungry and charged, both of you feeling the need to devour the other.

His hands went from your hips to your thighs and he picked you up effortlessly. You gasped at the movement and he used it as an opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth, rolling it against yours. You ground your hips down against his, feeling how his body was already reacting to you.

You were forced to pull away from the kiss in need of air so he moved to your neck, nipping the areas he knew would make you quiver in his touch. “Bed Elijah, please” you moaned and he grinned into your neck “What happened to my smart mouthed little hunter who was ready for a fight moments ago?”

You pulled back and glared at him “You've got five seconds to get me to the bed” before you could get your sentence out completely, your back was on the bed and he was over you “Fast enough?” You shook your head but couldn't hide how your thighs clenched when his hands slipped under your shirt, fingertips barely grazing your bare breasts.

“Please quit teasing” you begged and damn him he had the nerve to smile almost boyishly “I've waited a month to touch you, taste you. You're going to get comfortable and let me enjoy this” you wanted to argue, to throw some sarcastic comment back but the way he was looking at you pulled every thought out of your mind. You nodded slowly and his smile turned from boyish to devilish “Good girl”

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You could remember the first few times you and Elijah were together. He'd been gentle, almost too gentle. You understood his fear of hurting you. He was strong and had so many years of experience and as much as you loved being held and worshiped there were times you wanted it rougher, to feel his fingertips bruising as he drove into you pushing you over that peak of pleasure.

He'd learned what you liked and was intuitive enough to know just what you needed. Tonight he knew you didn't need soft or gentle, you needed to clear your head of anything but him.

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You gripped his hair tightly as his tongue worked at your clit, fingers curling over that spot deep inside of you that had your back fighting to arch off the bed despite the fact that one of his arms laid across your stomach held you in place. “Elijah..please…fuck”

You'd already come twice and damn him he was determined to make it a third time before he ever even stripped free of his clothes. You could feel that pressure building in you and the moment he barely let his teeth graze your sensitive flesh you came with a cry of his name falling from your lips. You pushed weakly at his head “Too much…too damn much”

He left one final kiss against you then leaned back to smile up at you “Giving up already?” You wished you had the energy to fully retort but you simply waved at his clothes “You're severely overdressed Mikaelson”

He nodded then stood, quickly stripping his clothes before crawling back up your body slowly,nearly at a human pace. When he reached your lips he caught them in a rough kiss allowing you to taste yourself on his tongue “You look absolutely exquisite like this”

You opened your mouth to respond but he chose that moment to slowly push into you, clearly enjoying the way your mouth fell open and your eyes closed against the stretch. “Tell me what you need” he whispered, unmoving as he placed open mouthed kisses along your jaw taking special care to tease every place he knew would have you clenching around him.

After a moment you opened your eyes to find his gaze locked firmly onto you. You gave him a small smile “Show me how much you missed me” He shook his head with a slight smirk “All my years of living and you may very well be my undoing” a sharp roll of his hips ensured you didn't have the ability to reply beyond a deep moan falling from your lips as your nails dug into his shoulders.

You woke up curled up to Elijah's chest. It wasn't the first time the two of you had spent an entire night wrapped up in each other but the sight of waking up to him next to you was something you'd never grow tired of.

He groaned lightly as he stretched around you “How are you feeling?” You placed a kiss on his chest “Delightfully sore and happy to be home” he smiled at you referring to New Orleans as home. “How long do I have you before Rebekah steals you away?”

You glanced at the clock on your nightstand “You've got a couple hours” he leaned down to pull you into a kiss “In that case, I still have a month to make up for” you felt his hands begin to roam lower and moaned into the kiss. You may have to meet Rebekah for dinner instead of lunch.

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cloudybarnes · 2 years

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love for the ages

Pairing: Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Summary: you’ve loved elijah for a thousand years, and you’ll love him for a thousand more

Word Count: 1.3k+

Warnings: none!

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You’d known the Mikaelsons for a very long time. For almost your entire life you were one of them. Growing up with the Mikaelsons was something you look back on from time to time.

Being kids running through the trails, hiding out from the wolves in your village, and dueling with Niklaus and Elijah almost everyday just to put them in their place was your definition of a good life. Your family was nothing like the Mikaelson family. They were always so close knit, and they welcomed you with open arms.

You loved them dearly, but you loved one of them different from the rest.

Elijah Mikaelson was your love.

You had completely fallen for this Mikaelson brother, and you had fallen quite hard.

“(Y/N)!” Elijah called out, two swords in hand. You lightly smiled at him as he smirked and tossed you one of the blades.

“You challenge me to a duel?” You played. “You ought to be careful who you challenge around here Lijah,” you teased, “one day I won’t be so kind as to hold back.”

“Oh is that so?” He chuckled with an amused smile. He playfully wielded his sword and motioned you towards him. “Don’t hold back, m’lady.”

You giggled as you whipped the sword around, swinging it in circles as you’ve been practicing. Elijah watched with a proud smile on his face as you got into a fighting stance.

“You are not ready for what’s about to come Lijah,” you teased.

Before you could even begin a duel, Niklaus’ cry echoed through the village.

You and Elijah dropped your swords and ran out to where Niklaus was walking. The rest of the Mikaelson family came in tow from their shack.

You gasped as you took notice of what Niklaus carried in his hands. Their youngest brother Henrik dead in Niklaus’ arms.

Rebekah sobbed as she saw her smallest brother lifeless.

From that moment on, a lot had changed for the Mikaelson family.

After their mother Ester had turned them into vampires, she couldn’t bare the thought of losing you, the girl she called her other daughter.

After the Mikaelson family had all of their splits, and falling outs, and daggerings, you were still there, but you were there for one Mikaelson sibling more than the rest.

Elijah was absolutely, positively infatuated with you.

The more time you spent together, as time went on and the hours turned to days, the days to weeks, the weeks, to years, and the years to centuries with you, he couldn’t see you in any other light. You were the one for him.

It was late in the 1400s when Elijah finally expressed to you how he felt. You, him, and Niklaus were living together in Italy, and he had finally gotten the courage to explain just how much you meant to him.

A party was going around. Niklaus had thrown it in hopes of drawing out the doppelganger to break his timely curse.

As you danced with the strangers around you, Elijah watched from the wall.

“My, my, brother,” Niklaus tsked, “I’d thought that by now you’d have expressed your love for (Y/N).” He smirked as he watched his brother roll his eyes. “Or at least got the courage to pursue her.”

Elijah scoffed, “it is not as simple as you may think, brother. (Y/N) is the best kind of woman. She’s kind and delicate. Even after all we’ve been through, she manages to see the light in every situation.”

Elijah scanned his eyes over the room, a crowd of people surrounded you, all wanting to join in on the fun dance you are having. “She lights up every room, and people just want to be around her. She will meet a million people in this eternal lifetime, and I don’t want to get caught up with my feelings and end up losing her to one of them.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake, Lijah, why do you always have to be so negative?” Klaus scoffed. “Get over there and ask her to dance. I know for certain she will be swooning over you so hard she’ll forget how to even move her feet.”

Elijah chuckled at this, and took a few more minutes to watch you dance, thinking long and hard if he really wanted to do this. He decided he didn’t want to sit around and wait for some other man to sweep you off his feet. He wanted to be the one to do so.

In a flash, Elijah was off the wall and in the middle of the dance floor, right where you resided.

When you saw him beside you, your eyes lit up and a smile graced your face.

“My, my,” you teased, “I’d never thought I’d see the day where the Elijah Mikaelson joined me on the dance floor.”

Elijah chuckled and lightly rubbed the back of his neck. “It would have happened eventually, darling. We’ve got an eternity of life to live together.”

His eyes slightly widened as he heard what he said. “Not that I mean our lives together together like romantically, more that we’re both immortal and we happen to spend all of our time together. Us and Niklaus of course, but mainly us.”

Elijah was a stammering mess at this point, but that only made your heart rate pick up. You thought it was adorable when he got nervous around you. You liked that you were the only thing in this world that made him nervous.

“I know what you’re saying Lijah.” You smiled as you placed a hand on his shoulder. “Although, would it really be such a terrible thing?”

Elijah cocked his head in confusion. “Would... you mean would being together romantically be a bad thing?”

You nodded your head as you shyly waited for his response. You didn’t want to wait any longer. It had been centuries since you first started loving Elijah, and you didn’t want to sit behind these bottled up feelings any longer.

Elijah’s heart was racing. He was trying to find the words to say how he felt without joyfully screaming in your face.

He couldn’t contain his emotions, and a grin broke out onto his face. “(Y/N), I fear if I back out now I’ll never have another opportunity to tell you this.”

You stared into his eyes, your heart racing, pulsing out of your chest as you hang on to every word he says.

Elijah opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. He blubbed like a fish before he shook his head and chuckled a little which made you giggle.

“I’m sorry, you just still make me nervous after all these years.” He confessed.

“I make you nervous?”

Elijah wet his lips as he stared down at yours. “Your beauty makes me nervous. Your confidence and your kindness pull me in. You intelligence and strength keeps me going. You are everything to me, (Y/N).”

Elijah never broke eye contact. As he poured his heart out to you, you could see in his eyes that he meant every last word of what he said.

“I love you, (Y/N).” He breathed out. “I’ve always loved you.”

That was just the beginning.

Since that day in the late 1400s, Elijah has always had you by his side.

Present day, almost a thousand years since you’ve first fallen for him, you still knew that he was the man you wanted to spend your eternity with. Elijah was just as loving and sweet as he was the day he confessed his love for you.

Once he had you, all he did was worship the ground you walked on. He wanted to be your best friend, your partner in crime, your lover, and your rock all in one.

And he was.

Elijah was everything you could have ever asked for, and you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your eternity with the man your heart belonged to.

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Perfect dumb sacrifice

Hope Mikaelson X Male reader.

Request - Can you write Hope Mickelson X Male reader. The reader is Fullmetal alchemist and they are dating.

You were training with your girlfriend and you took it too far. While training hard, your metal arm ripped in half now Hope is mad at you. She did tell you not to push it hard but you didn't listen to her.

“Y/n, I told you not to push it hard. Now, your arm is broken in half” Hope said.

“I still can fix it” You sighed.

“Last time, you fixed it didn't turn out so well. We were fighting a monster and you didn't have control of your arm” Hope said.

“That was one time, Hope. Look, I got better at fixing my arm so everything will be okay” You said.

“You are so stubborn,” Hope said and rolled her eyes.

“Love you, too,” You said.

“Whatever” Hope said.

You winked at her. Hope uses her magic to fix your metal arm and it feels much better than you kissed her cheek.

“We go again?” You asked.

“No,” Hope said.

You and Hope usually train by the lake and far from others. You sit next to her and you start to drink your water.

“Y/n, I want you to meet my family,” Hope said.

“Are you serious?” You asked.

“Yes, I'm serious. We have been dating for a long time and it's time for you to meet them. Well, they know about your relationship and my dad wants to meet you” Hope said.

“Oh. Are they okay with us dating?” You asked.

“Yeah, but they still want to meet you,” Hope said.

“When do they want to meet me?” You asked.

“Come over for dinner on Friday and don't be late,” Hope said.

“I won't be late,” You said.

Hope moved closer and she starts to kiss you.

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You are freaking out about meeting Hope’s parents tomorrow. You went to see Josie and Lizzie because they are close to Hope. You asked them for advice and details about Hope’s family.

“You have to impress her dad. Because he is can be scary and is very protective of Hope. And you can't mess it up, you have to be perfect” Lizzie said.

“And her mom?” You asked.

“She is nice but you have to impress both of them but mainly her dad. What are you going to wear?” Josie said.

“I don't know. I don't have a lot of nice clothes” You said.

“Yeah; that's true. You have poor taste when it comes to fashion” Lizzie said.

“Wow, rude,” You said.

“What? It's true, Y/n” Lizzie said.

Josie and Lizzie start to tell you about Klaus and Hayley and other family members. You are starting to feel even more pressure meeting her family. It is a lot of information that you have to remember. Now the girls will help you pick out an outfit.

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Hope is with her family setting up the table for dinner. Hope keeps checking the time, but you haven't called or texted her.

“Where is this boyfriend of yours?” Klaus asked.

“He will be here soon. Dad, try not to scare him” Hope said.

“I won't scare him away. I just want the best for you” Klaus said.

“You are always up to something,” Hayley said.

“I'm with mom,” Hope said.

“I do mean it, I won't scare him away completely. I need to know that he will protect Hope no matter what. He is late and the food is getting cold” Klaus said.

Hope starts to check her phone, but she didn't get any alerts. She sent you a text but minutes later you didn't answer it then she called you.

“Y/n, where are you!? Call me back now” Hope said.

“Hope, is everything okay?” Hayley asked.

“I don't think he will be joining us for dinner,” Hope said.

“Maybe next time. Let's eat the food is still hot” Hayley said.

“Okay,” Hope said.

Later, Hope called Lizzie and Josie and she told them you didn't arrive. Josie sent you a text but you didn't answer her, Hope starts to check your location on your phone.

You are fighting witches but their magic is strong. It's four against one, then you turned your metal arm into a blade. You start to run towards them and tried to stab them. But they used magic to move faster and dodge your attack. One starts to use magic and you got hit then you hit the ground hard. You see Hope, Lizzie, and Josie and they start to help you fight the witches. Hope comes up with a plan and you start to do what she said.

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You passed out during the fight and you were badly injured. Hope took you to her family’s house and she used magic to heal you. You start to wake up and you see Hope and her parents.

“How are you feeling, Y/n?” Hayley asked.

“I’m feeling better now,” You said.

Hope hugged you and you noticed her dad staring at you.

“What happened?” Hope asked.

“I was on my way here, then I see them outside of your house using magic. I took their hex bags and started to run so they can chase me which worked. Then we started to fight and I couldn't call or text you to give you a warning” You said.

“I thought you changed your mind and didn't want to come, I was angry at you. But thank you for saving us” Hope said.

“Did you manage to know who they are?” Klaus asked.

“No. But one of them had this necklace that I managed to take” You said.

You gave him the necklace and he starts to look at it. Hope is holding your hand

“So, he really does have a metal arm. Half robot?” Klaus said.

“Dad!” Hope said.

“It’s okay. He isn't the first person to say that. No, I'm not half robot” You said.

“Could be” Klaus said.

Hope used magic to fix your metal arm. You stay and you start to eat dinner with them. Klaus and Hayley are asking questions and he starts to glare at you.

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You and Hope are on a date at the movie theater. You and Hope just took pictures at the photo booth now you two are looking at the pictures.

“It came out great” You smiled.

“Yeah, I love it. Oh, my parents are okay with us dating” Hope said.

“That’s great. I thought they wouldn't be since I was late for dinner” You said.

“You saved us and that means a lot. But you shouldn't be late for the next dinner” Hope said.

“I can't promise I won't be late” You winked.

You lean in to kiss Hope and she starts to kiss you back.

#hope mikaelson imagine #hope mikaelson x reader #Hope Mikaelson x male reader #x male reader #male!reader #male reader

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moremaybank · 1 year

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Hey love i have a request for JJ Maybank or Klaus. him chearing his girl up (with sex) after her football team lost their game. My country lost the first game on the world cup today and I would just need any of them with me rn. thank u<3

SCORED — j.m

pairing jj maybank x fem!reader

summary jj cheers you up after your favourite football team loses their first game in the world cup.

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, breeding kink, praise kink, language

author's note ik argentina won the world cup (period), but this was requested before they did so yeah. not proofread because i've been drinking 💀

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you sighed, plopping down onto your bed face first. you were enthusiastic mere hours ago, hoping and praying that your team would go far during the world cup. however, much to your dismay, things hadn't exactly gone to plan. all your excitement had vanished, leaving you in a puddle of misery and disappointment.

jj had heard you screaming at the tv from downstairs, so when he looked over at you ad your mopey expression from his side of the bed, he wasn't surprised. "baby, i know you're upset that argentina lost, but it was just one game. they can still take the whole thing," he said as he rubbed your back, striving to ease your heartache.

"i know, but that doesn't mean i don't get to feel their loss with them. it hurts," you replied, voice muffled thanks to the comforter you've smushed your face against.

"would one of my famous back massages make you feel better?"

you lifted your face up from the bed, and your eyes landed on jj's hopeful smile. damn him and his goddamn dimple.

"yeah."

his grin widened, and he straddled your back to work on your tense muscles.

shoving the hem of your shirt up to your shoulder blades, his hands instantly got to work, kneading and massaging your back. if witchcraft existed, it would be in the form of jj's magical hands. they knew your body as well as his own; what made you tick, what relieved your tension, and what actions could leave you at his mercy. he took pride in how he knew you inside out.

as he continued to work through the knots in your back, soft little moans would tumble past your lips, and it was becoming difficult to concentrate. every noise you made echoed in his mind and brought up memories of past moments of passion shared between you two. jj tried to push his thoughts to the back of his mind, but to no avail. all he could think about was having you in whatever position he wanted while he performed unspeakable acts on you.

so caught up in his own head, jj failed to notice that his cock was getting harder and harder as the seconds passed. it was hard — no pun intended — not to detect. it was unavoidable; he needed you. needed to hear you calling out his name as his cock slammed into you over and over, legs trembling as you clung onto him like your life depended on it.

jj dropped his head, starting to leave wet kisses up the outline of your spine. once he was close enough, he kissed the shell of your ear.

"i don't think i'm the only one who needs help feeling better, j. i can feel how hard you are for me," you whispered, your fingers threading through his hair behind you. "maybe we can help each other?"

"fuck yeah," he breathed in response, moving closer to your face so he could kiss you. your lips touched, electricity coursing between your mouths as you expressed your need for each other with your lips. jj bit down on your bottom lip, tugging at it and drawing another one of those heaven-sent moans from you.

you pulled away, nudging him off you so you could turn over. "why are you still wearing these?" you questioned, fingers toying with his clothes. "take 'em off, handsome."

"you first," he smirked teasingly before obliging and stripping his shirt and shorts off. you also removed your clothes and laid back on the bed as you waited for jj to climb over you.

once he did, his lips found yours again, as one of his hands trailed down your body. he rubbed circles over your panty-clad clit, eliciting a whine from you.

"i love how fucking responsive you are. all it takes is the smallest touch to make you a mess for me," he taunts, rubbing harshly as your hips met his movements. the material separating you from his touch was becoming a nuisance, and you moved his hand to discard them from your body. jj beat you to it, taking the hem between his teeth and dragging the panties down your legs slowly.

the slick seeping from your pussy glistened thanks to the sunlight flowing into the room from the window, and jj visibly salivated as he licked his lips. "my favourite fucking meal," he rasped, before delving in.

his lips instantly wrapped around your clit, knowing that clitoral stimulation was what pushed you over the edge. he didn't feel like teasing you today; he just wanted you to forget about your sorrows and make you feel the best you ever had at his hands. you mewled when his tongue slathered around your sensitive bundle of nerves, pushing it back and forth. he then dragged his tongue down to your entrance, craving the taste of you. "so sweet. always so fucking sweet."

pulling back, he looked up at you. "you wanna taste yourself, pretty girl?"

you nodded furiously in response, loving the way he was speaking to you. his words were just as magical as his hands; they could push you to the brink alone if they wanted to.

jj pushed his index and middle finger into you, thrusting and curling upward as he leaned up to kiss you. your tongues collided as you kissed, and you could taste a bit of yourself in his mouth. the filthy action drove you crazy, and your walls clamped down around his digits.

"shit, j. so close already, gonna come," you whined, head thrown back as jj's lips found your neck. his teeth scraped at your collarbone, and his hand picked up the pace, pushing you over the edge as you reached your first orgasm. you came loudly, trembling as your high coursed through your body.

once you came down, your finger hooked itself in his shark tooth necklace, and you pulled his lips to yours. your free hand slid down his torso, feeling every ridge and dip of his abs before you reached his clothed cock. you snuck your hand in, fingers circling around his length as you stroked him gently. he groaned into your mouth, hips subconsciously moving closer to your touch.

"you're gonna take every inch of me, yeah? your pretty little pussy gonna swallow me whole and keep me inside?"

"yes, baby. need you buried all the way inside me," you begged, giving him the pout he always fails to hold out against.

he grinned, moving your hand from his briefs so he could strip them off. he threw them on the floor carelessly before looking back to you. "do me a favour?"

"anything, j," you whispered, the words true to your heart.

"roll over and put this pillow under your hips for me," he responded, handing you one of your pillows. you nodded, doing as he said. he then climbed back on top of you, straddling the back of your thighs with the tip of his cock brushing against your wet core. he sucked in a breath at the light contact, cock twitching with want. he pushed inside slowly, one hand guiding himself inside and the other resting on your hip. you both simultaneously let out a satisfied moan, feeling the relief quell the ache that burned inside you both.

jj leaned his upper body against your back, his forearms resting on the mattress on either side of you, caging you in. he began to thrust his hips slowly, his cock pushing into you deep with each movement. the position he ordered you into, accompanied by the pillow placed under your hips, had you seeing stars with every plunge of his length. he rocked into you so deeply that it knocked every unrelated thought out of your brain. all you could focus on was how he was making you feel.

"love how good for me you are, pretty girl. my good girl always behaves for me. you love pleasing me, don't you?"

"yes, baby. i'd do anything to make you happy," you replied, clutching onto the sheets beneath you. "love being your little toy and getting to please you."

"love you so fucking much, princess. love how you let me fuck you whenever i want. you're so fucking good for me; make me so fucking proud, baby. you and your tight little pussy," he rasped, hips beginning to rock into you a bit faster.

your walls clenched around him as his filthy words stroked your ego and his equally filthy movements stroked your g-spot just right. you were putty in his hands, biting down on the pillow in front of your face as you whimpered. you never wanted jj to be anywhere else. you wanted him inside you, every minute of every day for the rest of your life.

"c'mon, baby. come for me. i'm right here, i'm not going anywhere," jj encouraged as he left open-mouthed kisses on your shoulder blades, sucking soft red hues into your skin.

"wanna come with you, j. need to feel you twitch inside me and fill me up," you whined, your hand wrapping around one of his biceps as you let him fuck into you faster.

"i'm close, baby. go ahead, make daddy proud and come with me," he said, chasing both of your highs with each thrust of his hips.

"fuck, right there, j. shit."

you squealed as jj let out a loud groan, the two of you reaching your highs together. his hips stuttered while he kept thrusting inside of you, spurring you on as you came. your cunt squeezed him with a vice grip as if it wanted to cage him in.

"goddamn," jj rasped, collapsing onto your back as you both panted, coming down from your climaxes, "that was perfect. you're perfect." he mustered up his energy, rolling off of you. his fingers swiped some hair out of your face as he smirked at you.

your brows furrowed. "what?" you questioned, knowing he was up to something.

"i know your team lost, pretty girl, but you still scored," he replied with a wink, and all you could do was let out a laugh.

"you're an idiot."

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#jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank smut #jj maybank imagine #jj obx #outer banks #outer banks x reader #outer banks smut #outer banks imagine #obx #obx x reader #obx smut #obx imagine

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perseephoneee · 5 months

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Ice-scating with Diego Hargreeves please 🥺

ice skating (diego hargreeves x gn!reader) ficmas 2023

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 3 of ficmas!

a/n: sorry this one is so short, but i hope it still brings all the holiday fluff vibes that are necessary.

↳ masterlist ↳ ship exchange ↳ join my taglist ↳ ficmas 2023

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.”

Diego glared at the ice skates in his hand, looking at the rink currently populated by families, teenagers, and even the geriatric population. He didn’t want to ice skate. He didn’t want to be here at all. Except that you wanted to ice skate because “the-world-is-ending-and-if-we’re-all-going-to- die-I’d-like-to-do-this-with-my-boyfriend-once.” He had never been that good at turning you down. He just also wasn’t that good at ice skating. You, on the other hand, were a freaking angel. Diego couldn’t peel his eyes away as he watched you glide across the ice, smiling. You even managed to turn backward and let the skates take you. He hadn’t seen you laugh in a long time. You ended up sliding right over to him, hands stopping your motion against the wall as you stared at Diego sitting on the bench.

“Are you going to ice skate or what?” You raised a brow, looking at your boyfriend in amusement.

“I’m working on it.”

“You’re terrified, aren’t you?” you chuckle, poking him in the shoulder as he swats you away.

“I’m not,” he snaps, letting out a huff of air. “Just…never done it before. Don’t want to embarrass myself,” Diego mumbled. You leaned over and took his hand in yours, your mitten-clad hand enveloped in his own.

“You won’t embarrass yourself; you have me,” you smiled before gesturing back to the ice. “Plus, Klaus is embarrassing himself all on his own.”

True to your word, Klaus was prancing across the ice like no one's business. It's not that he couldn't skate (he was excellent). He was acting like he had taken shrooms before getting on the ice. Knowing Klaus, he likely had. His arms were wiggling around as he balanced on one leg and spoke out loud the whims and wiles of the ice. You were glad he was having fun, even though Diego was annoyed that Klaus had invited himself (again) to another one of your couple activities.

“Please? We can get hot cocoa after,” You pouted, and with an eye roll, Diego finally relented. He tied on the skates and wobbled to a standing position, hobbling over to the entrance. You held out your hands, reorganizing your stance so you could support him if he started to fall. Diego slipped a little as he grabbed the wall and your hand, a panicked sound leaving him. “You gotta bend your knees, don’t freeze up.” He let out a hiss, which made you laugh, but he hesitantly moved one foot in front of the other, letting the ice carry him around the perimeter. You skated right next to him, reaching out occasionally to keep him studying. Eventually, he started to relax, and you smiled as he got the hang of it. Diego laughed excitedly as he let go of the side wall. He even whooped as he made his first lap without any help. By the second time around, you skated and grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers with him.

“Thanks for indulging me,” you said, looking up at Diego. He could be a stubborn ass at the worst of times, but he always made you feel supported in ways you hadn’t experienced before in your life. Diego brought your enjoined hands to his lips, pressing a kiss to the back of your palm.

“Ice skating is pretty cool,” Diego admitted. “Manly, since it has blades.”

“Oh, absolutely,” you chuckled, waving as Klaus circled you. To cause mass chaos, which you were starting to think was Klaus’ mission in life, he reached out for Diego’s open hand and dragged the two of you behind him. This didn’t work out with the intended effect and instead led to all of you sprawling across the ice like a hockey accident.

“Klaus!” Diego growled, reaching to beat up his brother. Klaus rolled away, sending an apology as he skated away. Diego crawled over you like a starfish on the ice as you lay. “Are you alright?” You smirked instead of answering, grabbing the front of Diego’s jacket and kissing him.

“I’m perfect,” you laughed. Diego kissed you again before helping you up, letting you lean against him as you shuffled over to the side of the rink. “Should we get hot cocoa now?”

“Oh, yes, please,” Diego huffed, helping you off the rink and holding your hand to the hot cocoa stand the entire time.

#12 days of ficmas #ficmas 2023 #diego hargreeves #diego hargreeves x reader #diego hargreeves imagine #the umbrella academy #tua #umbrella academy #umbrella academy fics #the umbrella academy fics

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fandoms--fluff · 3 months

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Hi! Ive been a fan of your works for awhile now and id like to request something different, like tatia x reader (including the mikaelsons) with reader and tatia dying together.

Three Words

Female reader x Tatia Petrova

Warnings: death, blood, knives

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Elijah and Klaus watch as Tatia and you dance to the music by the big bonfire. Everyone in the village thinks that you're best friends, you're rarely ever seen apart. Which is what you both want everyone to think, knowing what would happen if they knew the truth.

The truth that only the two Mikaelson brothers know. They promised you both that they would keep your secret to the grave.

You guys laugh and twirl each other around. Dancing with some of the younger children when they come up to you guys.

You wave over the two young men to come have fun. "Oh come on, stop being so stoic, have some fun," Tatia tells them. Before long, the four of you are laughing and having the time of your lives.

Everything is perfect.

Until it isn't.

You watch in horror as Esther bleeds your girlfriend out, collecting her blood in a basin. You try stopping her with a blade that is lying on a stool. As you close on her, she mutters something and the blade goes flying out of your hand to the other side of the room.

You let out a scream before noticing how she let go of Tatia who's barely breathing, onto the floor. She advances up to you before dragging you over to the basin as well, using the same knife she used on Tatia, on you, bleeding you out into the basin.

Your love's and your blood mixes together in the basin. Your eyes feel heavy by the time Esther's done with you. She drops you next to Tatia and picks the basin up before leaving through the wooden door.

You turn to the best of your abilities to Tatia, who is blinking slowly as well. Her frown turns into a small smile seeing you. Her mouth parts slightly, "I love you" She whispers just loud enough for you to hear.

"I love you too" you muster up strength and whisper back. That's the last thing that happens before everything's dark.

The room is silent, no more breaths of air emitting from your guys' forms on the ground.

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wireheadbird · 29 days

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Find Me

(The Vampire Diaries) Elijah x reader

Warnings : Mentions of torture, stabbing, mentions of blood, angst, fluff, kidnapping, mentions of death, written while i was half asleep. Summary : Y/N and Elijah are in a secret relationship, afraid that if anyone finds out it would cause harm to either of them. But eventually Klaus figures it out causing him to kidnap Y/N in jealousy, attempting to convince her to get with him. He ends up having to torture her so she would forget his brother and choose to be with him instead. Elijah finds out where she is and brings her to safety. 1,319

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I waited on the living room couch for Elijah to come home. Tonight was date night, Elijah had promised we’d watch movies together and just hang out since we hadn’t been able to meet ever since Klaus returned, and he didn’t want to raise any suspicion. Not wanting anyone to find out about our relationship in a town filled with supernatural beings.

Just as the door clicked open I got a message on my phone, ‘Something came up, I'll be home late. Get some rest I’ll wake you when I'm back’. I sat up straight in confusion turning my head towards the door to find no one. I felt that something was wrong and called Elijah, but the phone was immediately snatched from my hand before everything went dark.

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I blinked my eyes open, groaning in pain. It was dark and cold and I was being dragged somewhere by my arms. Somehow I ended up being tied to a chair in the middle of a dark room, my head was spinning making me feel awfully nauseous. “Hi there princess, finally awake?” a man with an English accent chuckled coming from behind me. I couldn’t tell who he was at first, just a barely visible silhouette circling around in the dark room.

“Who are you? What do you want from me?” my voice came out hoarse echoing against the walls. The man stops dead in his tracks at my question, “Do you seriously have no idea who I am? You deeply wound me, darling” he cried in a mocking tone. “I am after all, the talk of the town these days” I felt his breath on my neck making my breath hitch. “Klaus…” my heart sank when I uttered his name in realization. “Bingo” he whispers into my ear, standing up straight. “As for what I want…I want you” his hand caressed my face and I didn’t hesitate to quickly pull away “all to myself”.

My stomach churns in disgust, fighting the urge to say anything that could make my situation worse than it already was. The hybrid has a big reputation around here and I definitely wouldn't want to be on his bad side, however it seems like I already was. “A little birdie told me, you’re dating me brother. We can’t have that now, can we?” he walks over to a light switch flicking it on. Once the room came into view I realized how bloodied the stone walls and concrete floor are, a table with a variety of tools and…needles? Sat in the center, next to me. My heart rate instantly picked up at that and I’m sure that fear was evident in my eyes the closer he steps towards me.

“Now now dear, no need to be so afraid. I’ll give you two options, hm?” he kneels down in front of me holding my chin in place so that I’d be looking at him. “I know that I can’t compel you to do what I want because of the vervain my brother makes you drink. But there's other ways this can go.” the demeanor in the room clearly changes when he says that. “You can either forget my brother’s existence and we live a happy life to–” before he’s able to finish his sentence I couldn’t hold myself back anymore and spit on him making him stand up to wipe his face with a rag that laid on the table.

“I see that we’ll be doing this the hard way. Fine.” His tone darkened as he kept direct eye contact with me while he took off his jacket and took a blade into his hand, the dim light reflecting off of it. “I’ll bleed you, till you comply. And if you don’t…well lets just hope it doesn't come to that my love” the blade glided over my cheek at just the right angle so that it didn’t cut into my skin. He stared at my face lovingly as he lowered the blade away from my face, then quickly changed into amusement as he watched my expression change into shock. Shakily looking at where his hand is, I spot the sharp tool he plunged into my thigh making me let out a blood curdling scream as the pain increasing by the minute. He took it out only to thrust the object into the same spot over and over. I could do nothing but scream and cry refusing to give in.

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Days have passed, or at least that's what it felt like. The only way I could keep track was by how many times Klaus came in with a plate of food urging me to eat, which I profusely refused. I have been bled out so much to the point of passing out for hours on end. Klaus had attempted feeding me his blood but I tried to make a run for it every time I was fully healed. Hence why he sought it useless and chose to feed me portions of food, which I didn’t take in fear of it being drugged. I still hoped that Elijah would find me…if he hadn’t forgotten me. The longer I stayed there the more my hope deteriorates, but I trust Eli, I knew he was looking for me.

I was now laid back against a far corner in the room with the lights off and no longer restrained as Klaus doesn’t see me, a mere weak human, as a threat to him. But he took the tools with him and locked the door so that I wouldn’t escape. Not that I had any remaining energy to move let alone make a run for it. My face sat in my hands as my head spun and the ringing in my ears got louder. I could tell the malnourishment had gotten to me, a person could only take so much. I felt something thud next to me, when I looked at it I realized it was a person but with my blurry vision and the darkness in the room I couldn’t tell who. Placing a finger on what I assumed was his head I quickly retracted it when I felt how ice cold the skin was.

I didn’t hear nor see it when someone knelt next to me on the floor, but when I felt a hand resting on my cheek I peeled my eyes away from the seemingly dead on the floor and pushed away the one in front of me. “Hey hey calm down its me Elijah” I could hear the concern in his voice “Eli..? You found me” a sigh of relief left my lips and I didn’t hesitate to reach forward and wrap my arms around his neck sobbing into his shoulder.

He picked me up speeding all the way back to my house, the sun shining through the curtains which he quickly drew after carefully placing me on my bed. He helped me into a new set of comfortable clothes but not before checking and inspecting every wound with the look of concern not leaving his face. He bit into his wrist feeding me his blood and I could tell he felt somewhat better when the color returned to my skin but his brows still knit in concern. “It’s not your fault you know, you had matters to attend to you couldn’t have possibly known all this would happen.” I looked at him reassuringly. “I know but if I figured out he was using a witch to cloak your location sooner then you wouldn’t have been as hurt” he explained looking down into my eyes. “I’m well Elijah, I’m healed completely. All thanks to you” I lightly peck his lips and smile at him lovingly. We both laid under the covers enjoying each other’s warmth for a while with his hand playing with my hair, till I eventually drifted off to a much needed sleep.

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I really had fun writing this thank you for the request i hope you like it :))

now if you'll excuse me, i have some sleep to catch up on.

(im so lucky my school gave us a vacation rn)

#request #x reader #reqs open #tvd fanfiction #the vampire diaries #elijah mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #light angst #fluff #another world #wireheadbird #writers on tumblr #fanfic #tvd universe #secret relationship

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Hey! Could I request a Klaus x Reader where Klaus wants to do something that could get him killed and the reader is adamant about stopping him and when Klaus explodes and asks why they want to sabotage his plans, they tell him they're in love with him and couldn't stand to lose him?? How it ends is up to you but I've wanted to see this idea written for a while and your writing is so so good <3

I don’t want to lose you

“I’ll go in and ‘negotiate’ with Mikael for the white oak while you two go in and look for Elijah, father won’t have hidden him well and once he sees me he probably wont bother keeping Elijah. Y/n if you could stay here and watch Hope that would be great, right are we good?” Rebekah and Hayley nodded and discussed how they would sneak in, Klaus walked off towards his art room and i just kind of stood there.

Worry boiled inside of me at the thought of Klaus being right in-front of Mikael who has a white oak stake just waiting to kill him. I quietly made my way back upstairs and straight to where i knew he was

“i don’t think you having a chitchat with your homicidal stepfather is the best plan if i’m honest” i spoke lazily as i sunk down onto the chair in the corner and watched as he got his paints out onto his palette and picked out his brushes

“mm while thankfully nobody really requested your opinion on the matter” i rolled my eyes and trailed my eyes down him, his grey henley and dark jeans fit him perfectly if anything maybe a tiny little too tight as i watched his shoulder blades through his shirt and sucked my bottom lip

“still i think it’s stupid, i mean whatcha gonna do? it’s basically a suicide quest” his head was turned a bit so i knew he was listening, his hands tighter on the palette in his hand

“perhaps if you had a smidge of faith in me it wouldn’t be a suicide mission but an act of valour.” he sounded mad. that was good, it meant my words were affecting him and he would rethink his decision

“faith or not what’re the odds yanno? i mean you were running from him for what was it?..oh yeah a thousand years!” that seemed to do something as he dropped any artsy stuff and spun round to face me, his eyes were cold and his expression was angry, offended but i kept up my ‘does it look like i give a fuck’ face and stared blankly at him. He eyed me for a minute, his eyes darting across my face to catch any expressions i could be hiding, i was nervous. but he didn’t seem to notice that at all and viewed me as purely arrogant

“look love, i’m not entirely sure why you seem to think your voice has any sort of importance but it doesn’t so unless you actually have something nice to say u suggest leaving” i rolled my eyes but didn’t move to leave

“so you only want me around when i’m kissing the ground you walk on? maybe you should go on the trip it might be a little quieter without you around smashing all of your shit every time you throw a temper tantrum” my voice got harsher, i watched the emotion swirl behind his eyes

“who do you think you are!?” he practically growled as he got closer to me, i stood from the chair so i could get out of the room just incase he went full rage mode

“i think i’m the only person in this home with a brain! especially now that Elijah’s gone its like talking to idiots” his eyes bled into gold and he took long strides towards me, i stepped backwards until i was flush against the wall, his face just above mine looking down at me and his hands either side of my head

“what the actual fuck is wrong with you! i have a plan! i know what i’m doing, i think i should how to survive after what was it? ah yes a thousand bloody years! you don’t get to sit there as though you are high and mighty, you’re weak and pathetic, you are nothing so how daw you come here, insult me to my face and try to change the trip I’m about to take! it’s not a fucking holiday y/n! i know it’s dangerous but i’m doing it to save my oh so wonderful brother!” his chest was heaving as he huffed in face

“and what about you! Elijah’s going to be too weak to come back and save you if Mikael gets you and what if just murders you on the spot? You know that he would! Rebekah and Hayley are going to be too busy with your stupid brother to come back for you and i can’t do shit as i’m so fucking weak and pathetic! you’re going to die klaus, die!” tears slipped down my face despite trying to fight them back and i avoided his eyes suddenly finding the wall opposite much more interesting

“i’m not going to die y/n, you know that i wouldn’t let that happen i have to come back to my incompetent siblings and my daughter and you” i sniffed and shrugged

“you can’t just expect to walk out of every scenario untouched, you’ve faced your father before, you personally have told me literal horror stories of Mikael, i don’t want you near him” his hand came up to hold my jaw as i slowly looked back at him

“i’ll be right back, i can give you my word on that” i shook my head and let the tears fully stream

“i don’t want to lose you” i whispered, my voice breaking at the end

“i’m not leaving” he whispered back and went to kiss my cheek but i turned my head a little and caught his lips with mine, it was only a peck as he pulled away with a surprised look on his face and i gulped in the fear of his rejection. He hesitated before pressing his mouth back against mine, i brought my hand up to the back of his hand and pulled his closer as i pushed my tongue between his lips and poured my every emotion into this kiss, he reciprocated my passion and cupped both my cheeks.

We slowly parted, i kept him close and pulled his head down to rest our foreheads against each others

“please don’t do something stupid, i love you too much for you to die, it’s not fair” i mumbled with my eyes still closed, his thumbs caressed my skin and he gave me another small kiss

“we’ll think of a different plan okay? you come with me and lets talk to the others yeah?” i stilled when he didn’t say it back and tears filled my eyes once more

“right…yeah okay” i whispered and dropped my hands from his hair

“y/n?”

“mhm?”

“i do love you…i have for ages i thought you knew that” i breathed a laugh and shook my head

“you think if i knew that i might’ve done something sooner?” he smiled and chuckled before kissing my head

“i figured you were holding out on me love”

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I find one thing funny. KFP fandom say that they don’t care about TDK, since it’s not canon, so that’s why they won’t watch it, but then turns out that LuthePo and KlaRuca exist and everybody turns out to care about the show more than enjoyers themselves xD

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OMG YESSSS your request are open again!! can i please request angst prompt dialogue #1 and 7 for Klaus? Thanks :))

Angst Prompt | N.M {request}

℘ prompt — (1)“was any of it real?” & (7) “it’ll never be me, will it?”

℘ warning — very angsty

℘ pairing — klaus mikaelson x f!reader

℘ count — 1k

℘ a/n — someone requested it so read part 2 when you’re done!

Shattered Illusions

I stood before him, my heart pounding in my chest, my hands trembling with a mix of fear and anger. It was time to confront him, to demand the truth I knew he was hiding. His cerulean eyes, usually so warm, were like ice as they met mine, and for a moment, I hesitated. But I couldn't back down. Not now.

“Klaus,” I began, my voice surprisingly steady, “we need to talk about us.”

His lips curved into a smirk, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes – a vulnerability he quickly masked. “Us, love? Whatever do you mean?”

“Don't play games with me,” I snapped, my frustration boiling over. “I've seen the way you look at me. The touches, the lingering glances. You can't deny your feelings any longer.”

He chuckled darkly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “Feelings, Y/N? You must be imagining things. I am not one to be tied down by sentimentality.”

My heart sank at his words, his denial like a knife through my chest. I knew he was lying, but I needed to hear the truth from him, to shatter the facade he had carefully built around his heart.

“Stop lying, Klaus,” I pleaded, my voice cracking with raw emotion. “I've seen glimpses of the real you, the man behind the monster. I know you feel something for me.”

He took a step closer, his gaze piercing through my defenses. “You're a fool, Y/N. I am incapable of love, especially for someone like you.”

His words were like a punch to the gut, leaving me breathless and shattered. How could he be so cruel? I felt a sob rising in my throat, but I fought to hold it back, refusing to let him see my weakness.

“Then why?” I choked out, my voice barely audible. “Why did you lead me on? Why give me hope if you never meant any of it?”

He shrugged, a nonchalant gesture that cut me deeper than any blade. “I enjoy the chase, love. It's amusing to see you so desperate, clinging to the hope that there could be something between us.”

“Was any of it real?” I whispered, my heart breaking with every word.

“In your deluded mind, sure,” he replied, his tone mocking.

I couldn't hold back the tears any longer. They spilled down my cheeks, hot and bitter, as the reality of his betrayal washed over me. “It'll never be me, will it?” I sobbed, my voice barely audible amidst the pain.

“It never was,” he said, his words like a final nail in the coffin of my shattered heart.

His words hung in the air, poisoning the space between us with their venom. I felt as though the ground beneath me had crumbled away, leaving me suspended in a void of despair. The room, once filled with the promise of something beautiful, now felt suffocating, each corner echoing with the agony of my shattered heart.

“Why?” I managed to choke out the word, my voice a mere whisper, but the echo of my anguish seemed to reverberate through the room.

Klaus regarded me with a detached indifference that sent shivers down my spine. “You were nothing more than a distraction, a momentary amusement in the vast tapestry of my existence,” he said, his tone cutting through me like a blade. “I never intended for you to believe there was something real between us.”

His callous admission felt like a physical blow, knocking the wind out of me. I wanted to scream, to unleash the storm of emotions building within me, but my voice had deserted me, leaving me mute in the face of his cruelty.

“You're strong, Y/N,” he continued, his eyes devoid of any sympathy. “You'll move on, find someone better suited to your affections. I, on the other hand, am destined for a solitary existence. Love is a weakness I cannot afford.”

His words, meant to be a reassurance, only twisted the knife in my heart deeper. The hollowness in his eyes mirrored the emptiness within me, a void that had once been filled with hope and love.

I struggled to my feet, my legs trembling beneath the weight of my despair. “You're a monster,” I whispered, the words heavy with the weight of my shattered dreams. “But not for the reasons you think. You're a monster because you played with my heart, knowing how deeply I felt for you.”

A bitter smile tugged at the corners of his lips, his expression unyielding. “Call me what you will, Y/N. In the grand scheme of things, your pain means nothing.”

In that moment, I felt a searing mix of emotions – anger, heartbreak, and a profound sense of loss. The love I had believed in had been nothing more than an illusion, a cruel trick played by a man incapable of genuine affection. His indifference struck me like a slap in the face, awakening a spark of anger within the depths of my despair.

“You'll never know what it feels like to truly love someone,” I spat, my voice laced with bitterness. “And that, Niklaus Mikaelson, is a fate far worse than any you could ever imagine.”

With that, I turned away, my steps heavy as I retreated from the man who had broken me. Klaus's silhouette blurred through my tears, his figure slowly fading away as I realized the depth of his deception. The tears continued to flow as I stumbled out of the room, leaving behind the shattered remains of a love that had never been real. In that moment, I vowed to myself that I would heal, that I would find the strength to rebuild the pieces of my heart that Klaus had so callously destroyed. But for now, all I could do was let the pain consume me, allowing the heartbreak to wash over me in a torrent of anguish and despair. All I could do was let the pain consume me, allowing the tears to flow freely as I mourned the love that never was.

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John Wick Chapter 4 (John Wick x Female!Reader)

Chapter 4: Killa Harkan

First Chapter

JW4 Masterlist

Klaus leads John, who still had his hands tied, and (y/n) into this large room where there were several men cleaning their guns off on the side. Down at the end of the room, a large man with short dark hair and wearing a purple suit was sitting at a poker table, shuffling some cards. Klaus comes up to the table and places a letter to the large man, Killa Harkan.

He takes the letter, opens it and reads it then smiles, revealing his front gold teeth. "Please tell your mistress that I am honored by this gesture and I look forward to our continuing partnership." Harkan said. "I am Klaus." Klaus said and he turns to walk away but not before he stops and stares at John and (y/n) before he leaves.

"Mr John Wick in the flesh. The Baba Yaga. And this lovely creature you have with you must be the famous Mrs (y/n) Wick." Harkan said as he smiles, evily. (Y/n) does her best to hide her disgust of the man. "Must be Christmas, ja?" He asked as he chuckles then he digs into his pockets and pulls out an inhaler.

He puts it to his mouth, pushes the button and sucks in the air. Then he puts it away and gestures to the chairs before him. "Where are my manners? Please." He said as he gestures for one of his men, who comes up to John and cuts the ropes around John's wrist.

"A drink, Mr and Mrs Wick?" Harkan asked them as he pulls out a bottle of liquor and pours a couple of glasses. "You were expecting us." John said, questionably. "Not me. Him." Harkan said as he nods over to John's left. John and (y/n) look over and see Cain walking up to them, holding a tea cup in one hand and his cane in the other.

"How are you?" Caine asked as he goes over to a chair. "You knew we'd be here." John said to Caine. "I suspected it." Caine said. "Family." John said and Caine looks in his direction and smiles as he pulls his chair up while John and (y/n) take their chairs.

"That family sold you out, Mr Wick. They gave you up in the vain hope of saving themselves." Harkan said as he burns the letter and sets it in a trash can. "You see, that's why I never trust the Cossacks. They are dirty people." Harkan said and John looks over at Caine.

"This is personal." John said to Caine, who just picks up his tea cup. "I sense tension here." Harkan said, smiling. "Mr Wick may probably feel I'm responsible for the death of a mutual friend." Caine said then he sips his tea. "But I didn't kill Koji. You did, John." Caine said and John looks down then back over at Caine. "He didn't pull the trigger." (Y/n) said in a low voice. "Metaphorically speaking." Caine mutters.

"You know, this discord between old friends, it saddens me. Allow me to help." Harkan said and he pulls out this large pistol and aims it at John, which made both him and (y/n) jump, while Caine pulls out his gun and aims it at Harkan.

A guard comes up from behind Harkan but he holds his hand up to him. "Nien." He tells his guard. "We have a deal." Caine said. "Had." Harkan sneered. "The Marquis." Caine said as he holds up a finger. "Hell, I doubt he'll mind if it's bullets, blades, a blind man." Harkan growls and Caine slams his fist on the table, chuckles then takes a sip of his tea.

A second man comes up to the table and Harkan gives him his attention. "We found someone outside." he said and he sets a gun on the table and steps aside to reveal Mr Nobody behind him, his dog by his side. "Is this for me, Mr...?" Harkan asked as he holds up the gun. "Nobody." Mr Nobody said. "And, no, it's actually for him." He said as he gestures to John.

"Then take a seat, Mr Nobody." Harkan said as he pushes the gun aside and gestures to the chair next to (y/n). Harkan then chuckles and holds his hands up. "Exciting, ja?" He asked, smiling, and Caine scoffs out a laugh while (y/n) places a nervous, shaking hand on John's knee and he takes her hand in his, running his thumb over the back of her hand in a soothing, comforting way.

The dog looks up at the Wicks and growls as Harkan puts his gun away. "So, you want to kill them." Harkan said to Caine as he points to John and (y/n) then he looks over at Mr Nobody. "You want to kill them. I want to kill them. What about you, Mr Wick?" Harkan asked. "I'm going to kill you." John growls and Caine smirks a bit but hides it quickly.

"For Pyotr. Of course, ja." Harkan said and John seemed a bit surprised he knew. "But it looks like we have ourselves, uh, a genuine conundrum. A quandary, if you will. A real-life dilemma. So..." Harkan said and he takes a deck of cards and begins to shuffle.

"How about we play a game? One hand. The winner decides who lives...and who does not." Harkan said as he flicks a card out of the deck and an Ace of Spades card lands in his other hand. Caine chuckles again then puts his gun away.

"All right. What's the buy-in?" Mr Nobody asked. "More than you can afford." John tells him. "Yeah, I'm two bullets away from being a very rich man." Mr Nobody said as he glances over at the Wicks'. "Or a dead one." Harkan said and he lays out the cards in front of him.

"Five-card draw." Harkan said and he looks over at John. "I'm going to guess you're playing for both you and your lovely wife?" Harkan asked and John nods then he deals out the cards to John, Caine and Mr Nobody while (y/n) sat next to her husband, her right leg bouncing up and down nervously.

Mr Nobody sends a card back to Harkan and he gives him a new card. Mr Nobody then looks down at his cards and Harkan turns to John. "Mr Wick." He said as John looks at his cards. "Mr Wick?" Harkan asked and John looks up at him then back at his cards before pulling out two cards and hands them to Harkan, who in turn gives him two new cards.

Caine gestures with his hand that he's good and John sets his cards down, reveals two aces, two rights and a queen. "Dead man's hand, Mr Wick." Harkan said, smirking. "Well...I don't gamble. Let's see." Caine said and he holds his cards to his face then laughs like he forgot something and sets his cards down.

"Four nines. And a four." Caine announces and Harkan gives him an impressed look. "Most impressive." Harkan said and they all look over at Mr Nobody. He sets his card down, revealing an ace, a king, a queen, a jack and a ten. "Ah. A Royal Flush. Pretty good for a nobody." Harkan said, smiling. "Thank you." said Mr Nobody.

"A blind man, a guy with a dog, a lovely woman and John Wick walk into a bar and take a seat at the table." Harkan said as he flips a card, which was a two. "That either sounds like the beginning of a stupendous joke or a most profitable opportunity. One thinks he can serve his way out." Harkan said as he flips another card, a two. "One...thinks he can buy his way out." Harkan said as he flips another two. "And a couple...thinks they can kill their way out." Harkan said as he flips another two.

"Each of them all think that they have the winning hand. But what they fail to realize is that the moment they took a seat at The Table..." Harkan said and he flips the last card, which was a two. "...they had already lost." Harkan said. "Let me guess. Five of a kind?" Caine asked. "Yeah." John and (y/n) said.

"I knew you were a cheating prick." Caine said to Harkan. "Yeah...total prick." John said then he turns to look at his wife then Mr Nobody. "Just so you know, Pyotr wasn't personal. Now, maybe a little bit." Harkan said as he stands up and starts to lean forward when John grabs a card and slices it on the side of Harkan's neck then throws it at a nearby guard, hitting him in the eye.

"Kill!" Mr Nobody ordered his dog and the dog jumps up, runs across the table and jumps on another guy and attacks him as more guards come in. Two guards come at John and (y/n) but they hold up their jackets to protect themselves from the bullets while Caine shoots at three men.

The two guards attack John and (y/n) but the couple were able to subdue them and yank the guns out of the men's hands. Now they were armed. They shoot at a couple of men while another one grabs (y/n)'s arms and she was able to swing them around to where she was aiming her gun towards Harkan, who was running, and his guard and fires.

She was able to kill the man that was running with Harkan but the large man himself runs off, holding his bleeding neck. John then punches the man in front of him then shoots at Harkan, getting him in the ass as he runs. John and (y/n) shoot a few more men in the chest and the head before both of them run after Harkan.

They make their way into the club area, where the music was loud, the lights flashing and the people dancing around like they just don't care. They go through the parting waterfall and come upon the dancefloor where there were hundreds of men and women dancing.

Harkan runs through the crowd and pushes them away until he comes upon his men. "Hey! They're over there!" He yells at them as he points at John and (y/n), who were running through the crowd with their guns drawn. Two of Harkan's men come up and one swings an axe at (y/n) but she ducks and shoots him in the chest while another attacks John with an axe as well but he was able to block and grab the man's arm then swings him down to the ground.

There was a parting area of the crowd where the couple could see Harkan standing there, blood seeping out of his wound. The couple glare at Harkan as he pulls out his inhaler and sucks in the air. John and (y/n) walk towards him as Harkan glares at John.

"YOU SHOT ME IN THE ASS! BASTARD!" Harkan yells and John goes and punches him a couple of times and Harkan blocks his blows then punches him. (Y/n) joins in as she kicks him in the gut then punches him in the face. He backhands her and she falls back while John punches him but Harkan kicks him back then grabs him and flips John over his back, making him land right on the nearby steps.

He reaches down to grab John but (y/n) comes up and kicks him in the ass, right where John shot him. "You bitch!" Harkan shouts and he grabs her arm, flips her over his shoulder then slams her on the ground, knocking the wind right out of her.

She lets out a pained groan and Harkan grabs John, picks him up and slams him on the ground. He then grabs the collar of (y/n)'s jacket and begins to drag her away and she starts kicking and flailing her legs.

Finally, he stops, grabs her neck and pulls her up and she goes to kick him while John comes up behind him and slams his hands against Harkan's ears. Harkan yells and drops (y/n) then he turns and punches John as (y/n) starts to get up. Harkan grabs John then throws him towards (y/n), which makes them hit the side railings.

Before they could recover, Harkan spin kicks at John which, in turn, makes him fall against (y/n) and both of them stumble and fall off the side. John goes to grab (y/n) but before he could protect her from the impact, both of them hit their sides on a pillar then they fall off of that and land on the floor below them.

The waterfall pouring over the couple as John was on his front and (y/n) was on her back, both of them recovering from the shock and pain. "(Y/n)..." John groans out as (y/n) takes in a few deep breathes. "I'm...alive..." she said while it felt every part of her was in pain.

John slowly gets up to his feet as (y/n) starts to sit up. He walks over to her, holds his hand out to her and she takes it and he helps her up to her feet. Both of them look up and could see Harkan shouting and gesturing then they look over to the other side of the club and see some men coming.

John takes (y/n)'s hand and they begin to run until two men with axes come up and swing at them. The couple duck and dodge the swings and began two punch the men. John was able to push one up against a pillar and slammed the axe the man was holding towards his neck, which cut into it. He then grabs the axe, yanks it out of his hand and slams it on his head.

(Y/n) grabs the second man's arm and pulls the axe out of his hand and swings it at his head, which hits him on the side of the head. She pulls the axe out of his head then turns around as two more men run at her and John.

The couple then uses their new weapons as (y/n) lands the axe at one guy on the shoulder and yanks him down to the ground then slams the axe on his chest while John threw his axe at another man, hitting him the head. Two more men come but John was able to punch, kick and flip one of the men while (y/n) uses the axe again and hits the second man in the chest and throws him to the side.

Then Harkan appears before them and he kicks John in the chest then punched him while (y/n) goes to kick Harkan but he grabs her foot and shoves her back then grabs at John. He swings John around then clothesline him with his free arm, making John flip over and land on his front.

(Y/n) unsheathes her bracelet knife and runs at Harkan and she goes to stab him but he blocks it by swatting away her hand. She slices at him a few times and was able to get him across his cheek, which then angers him. He grabs her hand that had the knife, twists her writs which made her drop her knife then he headbutts her. She falls backwards and lands on her back while Harkan goes over to John and grabs him by the back of his collar while he was trying to get up on his feet.

"Know what your problem is, Mr Wick?" Harkan asked John as he pulls him up to face him. "You are unlucky." Harkan said and he slams John up against a pillar. "Unlucky in life, in love, in friendship..." he said and he punches John in the stomach. "And now...in death." Harkan shouts but before he could kill John, (y/n), who was able to find her knife, jumps on Harkan's back and stab him in the neck.

Harkan yells then (y/n) pulls the knife out of his neck and stabs him in the side before he smacks the back of his head into her face. She falls off of him and John punches Harkan then grabs him and pulls him around and away from (y/n).

Harkan goes to punch John but he ducks gets behind him and wraps his arms around him but Harkan was able to break his embrace and turn to face him. He charges at John but John grabs him and then body slams him on the ground as (y/n) shakes her head and gets up.

John gets on top of Harkan and starts to punch him repeatedly in the face then pulls him and punches him again until he goes unconscious. John then stands up and looks over at (y/n), seeing that she was okay. Then two men come running in and John takes on one as he takes the man's axe, spins him around to the ground and slammed the axe on his chest while (y/n) punches the second guy then stabs him in the neck with her knife.

They look over and see Harkan sitting up and pulls out his inhaler. He gets up and starts running away from the couple and they run after him. They catch up and John throws the axe, which hits Harkan in the back of the leg. Harkan screams in pain and John and (y/n) run at him as he backs up against a staircase. "Why don't you and your wife just die?" Harkan screams and John kicks him.

John falls forward on the staircase while Harkan stumbles back, hits the railings, falls over and lands on another set of stairs on his neck, killing him instantly. His body rolls over the last set of stairs as (y/n) looks down and cringes once he made impact on the stairs.

She then looks over and goes to help John up then they make their way down the stairs to Harkan. John turns his body over and punches him him the mouth a couple of times and pulls out a gold tooth then they make their way out of the club just as everyone else was doing the same.

John and (y/n) make their way back to the Ruska Roma and see Katia kneeling by the alter. John walks up to her and holds out Harkan's tooth to. She takes it, looks at it and smiles as she looks up at them.

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things of slay - blog updates

As I've mentioned before, I'm slowly doing some cleanup on this blog and a couple of others. For just a bit, my focus will be on re-working my verses to cast or re-cast necessary muses.

First things first:

CASTING -- I prefer even my free verses to have some solid, non-changing cast members because it helps keep the story tight and moving forward if several of us are on the same page about the plot and our place in it. A bit like a group verse, aside from the fact that any mutual can slide into the universe without asking or applying to do so. The only difference is when there's a specific muse that's cast in a role, I won't interact with a duplicate of that muse in that verse -- an example would be that @gloriousxdarkness is the only Elektra in the Crossed Worlds open spin-off verse, 'Back in Black' but OCs and non-cast muses are welcome to hmu in 'Back in Black' any time.

I'm throwing out a line because I'd like to get some canons in the mix in my open verses. Here's what I'm specifically looking for, verse by verse:

Back in Black -- Clint Barton, James Rhodes, Peter Parker, Laura Barton, Nick Fury, Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones, Luke Cage, Blade, Any X-Men, Any DCEU, Superheroes and supervillains welcome! It's set in the current year, but diverges from canon at the end of Thor: Ragnarok. In this verse Thanos never happened. This is a very canon verse, other than that, please be aware.

Stranger Things -- I'm restarting my ST open verse, basically from scratch so I'm looking for anyone who's up for it!

Immortal Beloved -- I'd love to have a full set of Mikaelsons, of which I'm only missing Bex and Klaus. Looking for witches, werewolves, other Slayers, vampires, you name it! Set vaguely smack-dab in the middle of The Originals second season.

As always, OCs are welcome in all verses, I'm highly interested in interacting with female muses and I welcome conflict IC as well as friendship, found family, romance, etc. The easiest way to chat about this is to hmu on discord at faithlehane but make sure to tell me who you are/what your tumblr url is. <3

#{ ------------time out. ( ooc )#I'm working but I'll try to get back to anyone who reaches out asap <3 #anyone taking up a cast role in an open verse will get the special treatment a main or exclusive gets

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**SPOILERS for Xenogears and all of Xenoblade except X**

I wanted to talk about how some xenoblade characters and elements (specifically the trinity processor) parallel parts of gears and saga. Beginning with xenoblade 1:

Alvis serves the role of both the Zohar and the wave existence within the story of Xenoblade 1. He is the power source for the demiurge that creates a cycle of destruction and recreation (Zanza/Deus) while also connecting with the protagonist and eventually allowing him to defeat the demiurge. The term "Monado" is directly derived from the Monad, which is the Zohar and wave existence are partially based on. At the end of the game, Alvis appears as a glowing green cross, extremely similar to how the wave existence appears in Xenogears.

The Monado III is very similar to the role of Xenogears (the gear) being the final form of the protagonists weapon after they make contact with Alvis/the wave existence. Alvis's line "I was here at the beginning, and I will proclaim the end." calls back to the bible verse which is the first thing you see in Xenogears, "I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last." In the context of Xenogears' opening scene this is associated with Deus. (More on this later)

In both stories they drive the protagonist forward to defeat the final antagonist, creating a world where people are free to live without some god, oppressive government or religious structure deciding for them. The main thing that separates Alvis and the WE is that the WE acts in order to free itself from the Zohar, whereas Alvis, as the facilitator of the world, wants it to cease stagnation. Future Redeemed recontexualizes this slightly by saying he embodied Klaus's regrets.

Xenoblade 2:

Xenoblade 2 formally introduces the trinity processor as well as the actual Zohar. Being computers linked to the Zohar, the trinity processor is similar to Xenogears' Kadomony.

The way Pyra is found resting in the Ancient Ship is a reference to when Abel awakens Elhaym in Xenogears

Elhaym was created in response to Abel's desire for a mother figure, the way blades reflect their driver could be seen as similar.