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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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starlightandfairies · 23 days

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Helloooo :) i hope you’re having a wonderful day or night! Or just both lol. Anyways, is it okay if I ask for a Klaus Mikaelson x Female reader one-shot? For me, I don’t like where the reader just falls in love with him so quickly, despite everything he has done. I was thinking of something with fluff and he has to work for her love? So basically, reader has been friends with Elena, Bonnie, and Caroline since childhood, but she’s still human. And she hates Klaus for what he has done to her friends and family, but despite everything he has done he hasn’t don’t anything to harm her physically in any way. (Hint hint, cause it means he likes her lol). And because of this, he tries to show he genuinely cares about her. It takes her a long while to eventually warm up to him.

Sorry, this is a lot -_-…uh, and not very detailed lol. I wanted to leave it up to your imagination, but totally fine if you can’t cause writers block and other things. Anyway, an idea: maybe reader gets saved by Klaus and he admits he likes her but she kinda plays hard to get. of course, she can’t help but to be flattered by his accent, his flattery, his looks, etc. And because she is human, being tortured or just kidnapped by supernatural beings is genuinely terrifying and he comforts her? I hope this is all okay! Of course you can change or add whatever you’d like. I love Klaus so much, and I love your writing!

Description: If the great Niklaus Mikaelson wants to become closer to the reader then he would have to push through thick and thin to do so.

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, swearing

*Requests are open, please send through as many requests as you want, check my character list and requesting rules.*

Thank you for requesting this! I hope you enjoy it! I really tried my best to show this eventual bonding that is more realistic, while also not rambling on for a story length.

Key: Y/N = Your Name, L/N = Last name, POV = Point of view, F/fs = favourite flowers

Word Count: 1, 915

First Person's POV

Niklaus Mikaelson drove me insane, I do not understand how he thought he could follow me around, begging for my interest like he hasn't done anything wrong to those around him. The great Klaus Mikaelson was many things but he wasn't the type of man I would bend over backwards to show that their past didn't matter. I won't lie, there were times when it was hard to really show my distaste for the Hybrid due to that accent, his looks and his charisma but I do like to pride myself on my stubbornness and the fact that I'm not that easy to charm.

Besides Matt, I was the only other human, sure Bonnie was in a sense human but she had her magic to protect her and I had nothing. I didn't have any of that. I was just a straight-up human who could die at any second or become permanently injured if tossed around too harshly. The girls have grown to somewhat like him and every now and again will remind me of the fact that not once has he ever tried to hurt me, not once has he ever used me as bait or tried threatening me in any way shape or form.

Bonnie, Caroline and Elena have all expressed their hatred for the man and it only fueled mine. I have no clue what it would take for me to show any sign of sympathy for the man or any sense of forgiveness considering what he's done. There were times when I even disliked Damon and Stefan for what they've done. Sure, it might be contractionary of me to like the Salvatores and not hate them like I did Klaus... but still.

It's at least been a good two years of having the Mikaelsons in our lives. Rebekah and Elijah were tolerable. I felt for Rebekah and Elijah seemed true to his word, even if he was sometimes conflicted between his family and his morals. Klaus was

"Hey, Y/n!" I huffed, stopping in my tracks, knowing there was no use in continuing on when he could easily Casper the ghost right in front of me. I crossed my arms over my chest, raising an eyebrow, not impressed by his persistent attitude.

"What do you want Niklaus?

"Well, love... I was hoping I could treat you to some dinner. Show you some of the best places. Things you couldn't possibly comprehend seeing." I rolled my eyes, shook my head, sucked my lips into a straight line and raised an eyebrow.

"Really, Niklaus? Every time it's been a no. What makes you think this will be a yes?"

"I saw your play last night, I think you are a pretty amazing actress." I didn't believe him, I think that he's making stuff up, trying to show that he's a good guy.

"Prove it, what happened when the actor playing Stanley threw his chair." Klaus chuckled lightly, licking his lips for a moment before he walked closer and leaned in for a moment.

"You tripped over your own feet, fell over... you worked it into your performance, no one in that audience would've known any different. I think skill like that is pretty talented. I have seen many performers across my lifetime and not many could do that." I rocked on my feet, biting my lips and huffing for a moment.

"You came to my performance?" I questioned my tone soft for a moment, surprised that Klaus came. The girls weren't able to due to supernatural issues happening again, I didn't want to show any sign of falling for his charm.

"Yes, I did. I don't know why you sound so surprised..." I shrugged, taking a breath, glancing away for a moment trying to remain as stoic as I could.

"I have to go, goodbye, Klaus." I carried on my way, going back to doing what I originally planned on doing before. Tonight was the closing night of A Streetcar Named Desire the girls were meant to show but once again due to the new big bad in town, they didn't show. I stood in my dressing room, wiping off my makeup before the tears could come. I was just about to open the door before I was stopped by Klaus.

"K-Klaus... what, what are you doing here?" He handed me a bouquet of my F/fs, I took them with a small smile and stepped aside to allow him into the dressing room.

"You got your own dressing room, that's pretty neat..." The Hybrid trailed off, glancing at the desk that was covered in tissues, I moved to clean them up but he moved in front of me before I could.

"Why are you crying...?"

"I'm okay Niklaus." I turned to him hearing his chuckle, I raised an eyebrow in question, how dare he laugh at me!

"I promise, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at the fact that when I'm getting closer to breaking down your walls, you call me Klaus but when you realise that you're dropping your walls you go right back to calling me Niklaus." I sat back down, staring at him surprised that he picked up on something that I hadn't actively been aware of doing.

"My friends couldn't come. They promised that they would but because of the new big bad in town... they couldn't and because I'm human-" Realising I was sharing my than I would like to Klaus, I bit my lip trying to remind myself that I couldn't get close to Klaus.

"Let me read you something." He pulled out a newspaper, I gave him the benefit of the doubt, just for once but turned my attention to continuing to remove my makeup.

"Y/n L/n's performance as Blanche DuBois has been spectacular on all nights of the production. In my years as a critic, I have never seen this much dedication and accuracy similar to the vision Tennessee Williams had when picturing Blanche DuBois. I admire Y/n greatly as a performer and know that she is an actress highly dedicated to perfecting her characters' mannerisms and hope that she goes far with her acting journey." I stared at Klaus surprised, I jumped to my feet, staring at Klaus with intrigue and took the paper from his hands.

I read the words, staring at them in shock that this was actually true, the author's name is what shocked me the most. Klaus M

"You wrote this?"

"I did."

"And you mean it?"

"I do." Maybe... maybe if a man who didn't know me could make the time to watch all of my performances... maybe he wasn't so bad.

"Thank you, Klaus... it means a lot."

It took two years, four months and 18 days for Klaus Mikaelson to get me to warm up to him, I think I deserve a trophy for just how long I've made him work to get to know me better. The truth is, I am terrified of getting killed, kidnapped or tortured by the supernatural me, I mean what if someone worse than Klaus comes into town and because I am one of the very few humans left in town I get used as collateral?

I was walking home from the Grill, minding my own business until everything went dark and I finally came to find myself tied up in a chair, blood dripping from my nose, head and stomach. I cried out, looking around terrified of who could be hurting me and what they would do if they didn't get what they wanted.

"Hmm, you're awake again. Try not to pass out this time... the blood loss will really be screwing with your head. I would apologise but I really don't care I just need that damn hybrid to come forward and save your ass-"

"Who are you?" I cried out, trying my best to not show weakness but the pain in my limbs and the fear that was coming in made it impossible to think of anything but my pain.

"Who I am isn't important, I tried to keep your face pretty but you know." The unknown figure shrugs, leaning in closer and grabbing my face in his hands with a glare forming and with a snarl he reveals his fangs. I shake my head, feeling his breath on my skin and whimper feeling his fangs pierce my neck.

It fades away swiftly, the tears cascade down my cheeks, and I stare in shock seeing Klaus standing there and dropping the man's heart onto the floor. Within an instant I was in his arms, I grabbed onto his shirt letting out a sob and whimpering as the pain seemed to increase.

"Shh, love, it's okay... you're gonna be okay. I've got you." Klaus reassured, biting into his wrist, he gestures to his wrist and I slowly suck on his wrist.

"I won't let anything happen to you, love. I am very fond of you, I will not let anything happen before I can tell you just how fond I am of you." I stared in fascination as my body healed instantly, it always surprised me and always made me curious to realise how lucky these supernatural beings were.

"Please, please don't let them hurt me. Don't let them get to me."

"It's okay, love. I've got you."

"I'm so scared, every day, I'm scared that I'm going to be kidnapped or tortured... being human, I know I'm nothing compared-"

"I won't let that happen. Love, I won't let anyone hurt you, not again. I swear to you." He hummed lightly, rocking me in his arms and whispered over and over again kind and soothing words. I decided to bring it back to his starting words, once I felt okay and able to move on from what just happened.

"You're fond of me? Nothing new-" I stated, with a shrug, biting back the smile I wanted to show, Klaus chuckled and helped me to my feet. I stared at him, surely making a weird expression as I hid my emotions.

"I am fond of you, I like you, quite a bit and I want you to know, love I will do anything to keep you safe. Even if you hate me for the rest of eternity, I will do what I can to keep you safe." My heart skipped a beat, it made me feel special knowing that someone cared for me that much, I nodded and sucked in a breath gradually letting a smile come through.

"Thank you for saving me... "

"You're welcome, love. Love, I hope you know how gorgeous you are." I blushed, scrunching my face up as his normal charm got to me more than normal.

"Flattery only gets you so far."

"Yet, it got me to becoming closer to you." I shrugged, smirking for a moment and sucked in a deep breath. I grabbed his hand, smiling happily and tried my best to not focus in on the blood on my clothes, his clothes and the floor from the attacker.

"Well, then, perhaps I'll let you in closer."

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elijahslittleprincess · 9 months

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Fluff alphabet for yandere Klaus mikaelson x fem omega reader

A - Affectionate

Klaus is really affectionate with you as his mate, he literally always is close, giving you attention and love. Sometimes it can become a bit much and overwhelming but you get use to it fast and come to ask for more sometimes.

B - Bloodlust

Since he started dating you, Klaus got more in control of his violent tendencies. Yet, your hybrid does sometimes loose it and get out of control. He does still feel the need to show others how ruthless he can be and by consequences, blood and death still occurs.

C - Cruel

Klaus is not cruel or violent with you, he treats you like a queen. He his soft and gentle with you, nothing but loving. With the other however...he isn't the nicest person, especially if they try to convince you that he isn't a good person or try to separate the both of you. He won't hesitate to kill them of make them suffer.

D - Devoted

Niklaus is nothing if not devoted completely to you. When he found you, the hybrid gave himself to you and he promised to himself that you'll always be his first priority. He lives only to protect and make you happy.

E - Efforts

Klaus is putting a lot of effort in your relationship. He is trying to be a better man for you, he is doing everything he can do be the best version of himself for your future children.

F - Fearless

Well hum I think we all know Klaus fears practically nothing...well apart from loosing you. He is terrified to loose you or to see you hurt, luckily he doesn't fear death and he would do anything to keep you safe.

G - Game

Your relationship is absolutely not a game for him, Klaus take it really seriously. He would never play with your emotions or feelings.

H - Humanity

Niklaus knows how humanity is important even if he lost his a long time ago. You are a wolf but aren't an hybrid like him. He won't push you to become one if it is not 1000% what you desire.

I - Intense

Niklaus can be pretty intense when he want. His personality is quite complicated to cope with and even if you love him more than anything sometimes his attitude and way of acting makes you think of a child and you feel exasperated.

J - Jealous

He is jealous of every man you give attention to that isn't him. He doesn't share and he doesn't allow you to be alone with other man. Klaus made it clear that you belonged to him and that nobody else's could touch you but himself.

K - Kink

Klaus kink are multiples but what he loves the most is to drink your blood. He is crazy about the taste of it and he keep asking you for it. Sometimes when he drink from you, he even love to paint on your naked body your own blood.

L - Loyalty

He is your alpha and you are his omega mate, their is no way he will even think about looking for someone else. He will stay loyal and dedicated to you for the rest of his immortal life.

M - Manipulative

It's Klaus...he is a manipulative brat what do you want me to say. Their is moment when he doesn't want you to go see your friends because he doesn't like them or he just asked something of you and you had the unforgiving audacity to say no...well he will manipulate you to do exactly what he want and even sometime will threaten the life of the people you love...only when the situation is really bad but still. Let's just say that you learned to never say no to him.

N - Need

Klaus is an alpha male so he doesn't feel has needy that you do when your in heat. However, even if he doesn't say it out loud your mate does crave and need you...a lot.

O - Obsession

Oh god, well he is certainly more than obsessed with you. He is sickly mad about you and he would become crazy if something was to happen to you. Your scent, your voice and body is overwhelming for him and you are his favorite obsession.

P - Patient

He normally isn't a really patient man but with you surprisingly he is really really tolerant and patient. Maybe it is because of his never ending love for you but when you do something that would normally piss him off, he just tell you not to do it again and kiss you on the head.

Q - Quick

Well, Klaus is defenetly the type of man that doesn't like to wait for the thing he wants. Therefore, he often have the reflex to push thing a bit to get them faster. Like the first I love you, the first kiss of the first time he breeds you. It's important to understand however, that he never pushed you to do things you didn't wanted or wasn't ready for. Klaus kept it respectful toward you.

R - Regrets

Klaus have a lot of regrets in life but you certainly aren't one of them. He have no regrets regarding meeting you or falling in love with you. You are the best thing that ever happen to him.

S - Submit

Niklaus Mikaelson never submit to no one...apart from you. He is the one in control and the one that is the alpha but he does sometime allow himself to submit to you, his queen for the time of a night.

T - Trusting

He trust you more that he trust his siblings. Klaus could put his life at stake knowing you were the one holding it. He love you more than anything and you are the only person he knows he can have faith and trust in.

U - Urges

He have a lot of them that concerns you. Like the urges to protect you and make sure you are safe always. He have the urge to make you his often to, he feels like he need to make sure you remember who you belong to.

V - Violent

Your alpha doesn't allow himself to show you how violent he actually really can be. You know that Klaus can be very ruthless and terrifying sometimes but he never really go at his worst when you are aside of him. After all, your hybrid would hate knowing you think of him as a monster.

W - Worried

He is always worried sick when you are not with him. He is scared some of his enemies could get to you and hurt you. He is quite often scared that you might change your mind about being with him and leave him.

X- X-ray

Niklaus is crazy about your body and how sexy you are. He loves all of you, he think that you look like a goddess and the hybrid can't stop painting you in his art room. You are his only inspiration and he says that even his painting aren't good enough to show your real glory.

Y - Yearning

Klaus yearn for you all the time. He is yearning the taste of your soft skin and the sound of your voice when you aren't with him. He need and desire the feeling of your lips against his and the soft but so enjoyable feeling of your body against his.

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captainsophiestark · 15 days

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Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

TVD/TO Masterlist

Main Masterlist

X - x reader F - Female Reader (otherwise it’s gender neutral) ☀️ - Fluff ✨ - Humor ☁️ - Angst 💋 - Flirting ⭐️ - Author Faves

Newest fics will be at the bottom

Fairy Lights - F!X ☁️☀️

Reader is dating Niklaus Mikaelson, and she’s had a terrible day. Being tortured and used as leverage by a psycho witch is never fun, but it’s a little easier to deal with when you have the love of your life by your side.

Mental Block - X 💋

Y/N is a SHIELD agent with inhuman mental powers, in New Orleans for a well-earned vacation after managing to survive all their training. A nice day in the city turns into an adventure when a strange man with a British accent crashes their vacation.

New Orleans - X ☁️☀️

Y/N and Klaus have been dating for a little while, and they’ve been best friends even longer. They’ve finally weathered most of the storm Mystic Falls has to offer, and Y/N has started their first semester at the University of Virginia. Just when everything’s going perfectly, the Mikaelsons have decided to move to New Orleans, and it might spell the end for Y/N and Klaus.

Immortality - X ☁️☀️

Nik and Y/N have been dating for many years, despite Y/N being human. Despite being in love with the Immortal Hybrid, Y/N never wanted the vampire life. Unfortunately, when one of the many enemies of the Mikaelsons steps in, they might not have a choice anymore.

Nosferatu - X ☁️☀️

Klaus and Y/N have been dating for a long time, and Y/N has more or less gotten used to dealing with all the Mikaelson drama. Still, that doesn’t mean they don’t need a break from time to time. Nik *promised* Y/N they could have a good old fashioned movie marathon as a break from everything they’d been through lately, but when he tries to go back on his promise, Y/N shows him what’s up.

Fatherhood - F!X ☁️☀️

Y/N and Nik have been dating since the Mikaelsons moved to New Orleans and Y/N got turned into a vampire. When Nik starts to feel worried about his ability to parent Hope, who’s due to join the world soon, Y/N helps reassure him.

The Curse of the Sun and the Moon - X ☀️✨⭐️

Klaus' SO is writing their doctoral dissertation on cross-culture myths. Much to their irritation, Klaus knows a thing or two about those.

The 60s - X ☁️☀️

Klaus wiped the memory of the love of his life after hundreds of years together to try to protect them from Mikael. Now, however, his ex has their memories back is going to find their boyfriend. Even if he is in someone else's body.

Witches Get Stitches - F!X ☁️☀️

Klaus and his girlfriend have been together since they were humans, surviving together for a thousand years. They don't intend to let anything tear them apart.

Like Home - X ☁️☀️⭐️

When a serious magical threat comes to Mystic Falls and puts Josie and Lizzie at risk, Caroline and Ric send Klaus' ex down to New Orleans to seek safe harbor for the girls with him. Or, what if Y/N went to New Orleans instead of Caroline, and Klaus was free to see them.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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can you do a klaus mikaelson imagine or headcanon where the reader (fem) is his little sister whos he favorites (even if he never admits it) and shes the one who always stuck beside him even when his other siblings didnt

My feet pad across the cold wood floor, carefully stepping as to not wake anyone up as I peek into Klaus's office, the light seeping through a crack in the door.

Hesitantly, I push the door open, the creak gaining the attention of the man inside, his shoulders relaxing at the sight of me as he blows out a breath of air.

"Are you alright? It's late." He asks, setting his sketches down as he leans against his desk, prompting me to come in with a simple wave. His eyes have deep, dark bags beneath them from days of restless sleep and complete insomnia. My hand pushes the door shut behind me as I sigh, reaching up to rub my eyes.

"I was just worrying about you. With everything going on..." I trail off, watching as his eyes dip to the ground, jaw clenching as his mind runs wild. "I know the rest of our siblings can be difficult and hard to sway but I do think you're doing the right thing, Niklaus. Hopefully one day they can see that too." Mirroring him, I lean up against the desk beside him, my chin tilting to look up at him as he nods, a small smile on his lips as he wraps an arm around my shoulder, tugging me to his side.

"I've always got you, don't I?" He quizzes, a small laugh leaving my lips as I nod, recalling all the time Klaus has had my undying loyalty and trust, treatment he's never received from the rest of our family. He shrugs with a simple smirk. "To hell with the rest of them then."

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tinywagoncolorbat · 8 months

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What I Write

This will be my first time writing and it'll probably be horrible so please don't judge, I also probably wont post much if you want to make a request you can.

Anime and Characters

Black Clover - Luck Voltia, Yuno, Julius Novachrono, Gauche Adlai, Zora Ideale, Rhya

Fairy Tail - Natsu Dragneel, Gray Fullbuster, Sting Eucliffe, Laxus Dreyar, Loke,

Attack on titan - eren Yeager, Levi Ackerman, Connie Springer, Porco Gaillard, Reiner Braun, Armin Arlert, Zoe Hange,

My Hero Academia - Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Shoto Todoroki, Tomura Shingaraki, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Hitoshi Shinso, Tamaki Amajiki

Seven Deadly Sins - Meliodas, Ban, King, Escanor,

Jujutsu Kaisen - Satrou Gojo, Megumi fushiguro, Yuji Itadori, Toge Inumaki, Choso, Sukuna

Bungo Stray Dogs - Osamu Dazai, Chuuya Nakahara, Junichiro Tanizaki, Ranpo Edogawa, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Ryonosuke Akutagawa

Shows

Supernatural - Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Jack Kline, Castiel, Lucifer, Gabriel,

Marvel - Tony Stark, Steve Rogers,

Teen wolf - Liam Dunbar, Theo Raken, Scoot Mccall, Issac Lahey, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Chris Argent,

TVD/The Originals - Damon Salvatore, Stefan Salvatore, Jeremy Gilbert, Elijah Mikaelson, Niklaus Mikaelson, Kol Mikaelson, Kai Paker, Tyler Lockwood, Lorenzo, Marcel Gerard,

I will probably add to this if I think of anyone else to write for

#smut #x reader #anime #supernatural #attack on titan #my hero academia #headcanon #fluff #black clover #the vampire diaries #teen wolf #masterlist #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

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georgiaheartsdilfs · 2 years

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Having a crush on Freya and Klaus tries to set you two up cause he knows you'd treat her sister right. Reader is a girl and witch.

this one is just short and sweet.

Treating My Sister Right | Freya Mikaelson x Reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

God she was beautiful, her blonde hair, her grassy green eyes and the way she carries herself. Like she owns the world, and she may aswell own the world.

I'm basically drooling over her, she's right in front of me and I can't even think about anything other than her.

They way I'd do anything for her and she wouldn't even have to ask twice, I'd kill people for her, I'd protect people for her. "you're drooling" a voice interrupts my gaze, turning my head annoyed to notice it was my bestfriend, Klaus.

Or as she calls him, Niklaus.

"she's just so beautiful" my voice made me sound high, i had been in love with the eldest Mikaelson for as long as I could remember. I couldn't even remember life before her really, all I remember was meeting her and how it changed my world.

"you should really take up my offer, on that date." Klaus states, we were at a party for the alliance of the witches, vampires and werewolves. Freya had been a main host so she was down stairs greeting everyone in her blue gorgeous dress.

Klaus and I had been standing up on the balcony, getting a birds-eye view of every weird looking individual.

"no." I state turning to him "you'd treat her right." he shrugs "what do you want me to woo her? use a bit of magic, she's the mikaelson witch, anything i'd do wouldn't even phase her." i sigh looking back down at her.

She was now talking to Elijah and Kol, it was one civilised chat because Kol didn't have a hint of death or anger about him.

"that wasn't what I said, y/n, i'll set everything up you just get freya and turn up, on time or the food will be as cold as your heart." Klaus says cheekily "your heart" I point to him "please, i have a beautiful baby girl." he chuckles.

"yet you still have time to kill people, doesn't stop you only gives you a distraction worth being distracted for." I shrug and he chuckles rolling his eyes.

Freya was now walking up the stairs towards me and Klaus, I'm assuming she had to talk to Klaus since her and I barely even spoke.

"Freya!" Klaus says and I spin around "Niklaus, Y/n" She smiles to me and Klaus "Hey Freya" I smile gently to her, admiring her up close, the way her dress fit so perfectly on her, the way her hair was curly but not out of control curly.

Her green eyes, god her green eyes, to see them up close is something I'd never get sick of.

"Niklaus, where is half of the crescent moons?" Freya asked Klaus in a sassy tone "I believe they were held up in traffic" he jokes around, Freya gives him a serious look "they were having a family bonfire thing, they are on their way." Klaus rolls his eyes.

Klaus turns to me before winking "your turn" he mouths and I shake my head and he grabs me, placing me in front of Freya "F-Freya" I stutter "Niklaus" I yell turning around to hit him nervously and he laughs.

"She would like you to go on a date with her, tomorrow evening?" Klaus asks Freya for me "A Date?" Freya says shocked "I told you Klau-" "Sure" she cuts me off with a smile on her face before walking off.

God she's amazing.

Wait.

She Said YES?

"She said Yes, right?" I ask Niklaus who winks turning back to the party "SHE SAID YES" I yell internally.

Her heels echoed through my mind, as did her voice sure, she actually agreed to go on a date with me. What on god's green earth.

"fireworks time" Klaus says to me "You got it" I say ecstatic waving my hands in the air to the fireworks placed on the roof "incendia" I mouth and the fireworks go off.

Everyone starts clapping and laughing, I look down the see Freya looking up, admiring the night sky whilst I admired her.

How her dress blended in with the night sky yet her green eyes stood out, out of everything.

She was just perfect to me, "you will treat her right, right? you won't just treat her badly in spite of me." Klaus says second guessing his assumption "no of course not, i'd never throw away the chance to treat her right, she deserves it." I smile.

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wndasvision · 2 years

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All or Nothing.

Summary: This love story was a means to an end.

Pairings: Rebekah x witch!reader // wlw

Key: Bold red= Lyrics || Bold Green Italics= Your thoughts || Italics= dialogue

Warning: I said a no no word. F-💣

Word count: Not a lot.

Watch the clouds float, white Ferrari, had a good time Pre-16, how was I supposed to know anything?

“If you knew it would have to happen why would you start it bek?” y/n turned to face her girlfriend.

The pair had been together almost a year. Rebekah took a liking to the girl when she saved her life in the highschool. The night of the senior prank will forever be a night to remember for her.

“I’m sorry y/n. I really am. I didn’t want it to have to end at all. I don’t have a choice.” She was forced to stop the car because she seen something.

“That’s not fair y/n! You don’t get to use your powers in an argument!” She said realizing it was a figment.

“Not fair? It doesn’t seem fair for you to be breaking up with me because your brother is jealous that you’re happy!” Y/n turned to Rebekah grabbing her arm.

I let you out at Central, I didn't care to state the plain. Kept my mouth closed. We're both so familiar, white ferrari.

Rebekah sat still not saying anything as you held her arm. That was all you needed to know. That was her argument, she knew that what you were saying was true and she was scared to argue back.

You nodded your head and got out the car not looking back. You could sense everything. That connection you made with her prank night was burning and you felt all of it.

You were fine here. That's just a slow body. You left when I forgot to speak… So I text to speech, lesser speeds. Texas speed, yes.

Y/n took her phone out and texted Rebekah.

<<I care for you still and I will forever. That was my part of the deal, honest. We got so familiar </3 >>

Rebekah looked down, tears spilling from her eyes. In the same place she was when you left. She hates Klaus for this but she hates herself more.

Mind over matter is magic. I do magic. If you think about it it'll be over in no time. And that's life.

You find yourself at the bar, drenched and crying. Thank god for Cami. Your guardian angel ever since you came to New Orleans.

“You look like hell little one.” That wasn’t cami.

“Well, leave it to the Mikaelsons to kill a mood. Mikaelsons- 3 , Y/N-0” she didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.

His faint, yet very appealing accent and formality in his tone was a dead giveaway.

“I assure you Rebekah is sorry.” He sits next to you nodding for drinks.

“It’s not her that has to apologize Elijah. She’s not the one incapable of loving one other than themselves.” She took his drink and looked at him.

“Ah, Niklaus got to her I see.” He closed his eyes.

“When does he not? All he does is get to her she’s weak compared to him.” You put your head back and sigh.

“I’ll talk to him. You have my wor-” He tried reassuring you but you cut him off.

“I do magic. I could easily take all the hurt out of Rebekah and we could live happily in a little cottage was cats but no. Either way I fear she’d go back to Klaus. What is it you guys say? Always and for ever. Well I promised her all or nothing.” You wipe tears from the brim of your eyes.

If you think about it it'll be over in no time. And that's life.

You straightened your posture and looked at him, “I will be happy once your sister is. Wether it’s with me or not. All I wanted was happiness for Bekah.”

He looked up not speaking but nodding.

“Give me it,” you looked at Elijah, who was obviously confused. “Give me your word that she’ll be happy. All or nothing. I just need it.”

“All or nothing. You have my word little witch.” He nodded.

You stood up and fixed yourself. You waved bye to cami, who just relaized you were there, and walked out.

This was the end of it. Means to an end. Whatever that means. 11 months and 2 weeks with the love of my life. The girl that ‘got’ away. The relationship that I had to fight for and lost people for. Gone at the blink of an eye.

“Or is it y/n?” I turn around and she’s standing outside her car.

I'm sure we're taller in another dimension. You say we're small and not worth the mention. You're tired of movin', your body's achin'.

I didn’t move. Feeling like her for a second. Not a word spoken.

“This is our life to live, not Niklaus’. I was the one who asked you out, not Nik.” she started walking to you.

“Why they sudden change?” you straighten up.

“Well a girl I know once said I will be happy once your sister is. Wether it’s with me or not. All I wanted was happiness for Bekah. Give me your word that she’ll be happy. All or nothing. I just need it.” She stopped in front of you.

“Elijah tol-” she cut you off.

“Elijah wants for me to be happy with or without you. I’m done being weak. I want my life to be my own, not Nik’s. I want to be free with the prettiest witch woman. I want those cottage cats from your pinterest board.” she started crying.

“But klaus will-,” You thought about the choice at hand. “No fuck klaus. This is me and you. All or nothing.” You put your hand out for her to grab.

To you she seemed to hesitate. But she was really just planning.

You started to put your hand down thinking she was letting you down in a nice way.

That was until she pulled you into a kiss. Not like the other ones but like the ones in movies.

The one Mitski, yes people Mitski, sang about.

The kiss in the rain that you yearned for since you seen it in a movie. You were 28 and living the dream.

She pulled back, both gasping for air.

She smiled holding her hand out.

“I want it. All or nothing. With you.”

Primal and naked. You dream of walls that hold us imprisoned. It's just a skull, least that's what they call it. And we're free to roam

#wlw community #damon salvatore x reader #rebekah x reader #rebekah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #the mikaelson siblings #the originals

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nova-devlin · 2 years

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Nova’s Semester

So I actually haven't finished the vampire diaries because Netflix got so expensive lol I got to about the 8th episode of season 4 so I’m sure some of the things I say aren't going to be accurate in the show, so I just wanted you, readers, to know that this doesn’t really follow the timelines. Also, nova doesn't know about the vampires or anything of the sort, she's a little clueless. Grammar mistakes were made.

Warning: swearing?, Mentions of weed

Eventual: Elijah Mikaelson x OC, Niklaus Mikaelson x OC, Kol Mikaelson x OC, Rebekha Mikaelson x OC, Finn Mikaelson x OC

Ending: Mikaelson Family x OC

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Chapter 3

Nova is practically sprinting to her first class, looking between her schedule and the halls to make sure she didn't run into somebody. ‘First period, first period’ she said over and over in her mind looking back down at the paper she slows to a slight jog so she can see the paper better.

Student Name: Cassanova Azul Gilbert

Alias: Nova

Sex: F

Age:18

Period 1: World History-Room 104

Teacher: Alaric Saltzman

Period 2: Economic Development- room 120

Teacher: Scott Carter

Period 3: Calculus-room 111

Teacher: Lois Ross

Period 4: Physical Education-Gymnasium

Teacher: Finn Mikaelson

Lunch AB

Period 5: Foreign Language- room 109

Teacher: Jane Allen

Period 6: Free period

Period 7: Homeroom- room 102

Teacher: Finn Mikaelson

Nova only has enough time to process the first couple of classes before shoving the paper into her bag and rounding the corner to room 104. As she walks up to the door her nerves are running haywire and she feels like she's about to explode. She opens the door and steps inside and is immediately stared at by everyone in the room. She can start to feel the room close around her, until she hears a familiar voice, one that brings her immediate comfort. “Hello, may I help you?” When she looked up to put the man to the voice, she's internally grateful he isn't being anything but her teacher at the moment. Alaric Saltzman was another person she held dear. Alaric helped her through losing her Aunt Jenna as her death also hit him hard as well. When Nova heard she had died in a car accident just like her parents she was numb, she lost another family member to a car accident, and it hurt. She could only imagine the pain Alaric went through when she died. So, she was grateful for him and everything he had done for her. Nova lowers her head trying to cave into herself to try and make herself smaller. She walks up to his desk and hands him her late slip, he takes it from her and takes the opportunity to lean over to whisper in her ear “You, ok?” She rises up a little to give him a nod, he gives one back, and leaning back up he talks to her as a normal student. “Alright, there's an open seat in the back row or one in the front if you prefer, please choose one and we'll get started.” She sent him a grateful look and walked to the seat at the back of the class. “Alrighty then, hello everybody I'm sure you know who I am, at least you should already because I’ve been teaching some of you since freshman year.” The class erupted into a bunch of giggles and snorts. As Alaric Continues on through the introductory lesson, she opens her bag to get everything she needs, her crumpled schedule falling out of her backpack and onto the floor. The boy next to her noticed this and picked it up handing it back to her “Hey I think you dropped this.'' The boy said. She looked up to see who was speaking to her and she instantly screamed at herself. The boy was none other than Arnold Copeland, a boy who she knew well, and she wished she didn't. “Oh, thanks.” She snatches the paper from him, smoothing it out on the desk as Arnold speaks up “It looks like we have the same lunch.” he says with a smile she doesn't give one back “Yup, looks like it.” she replied. Arnold is a bit of an oddball; he wasn't popular by any means more on the nerd side of the school spectrum. The only bad thing about him, he swore up and down that she was the love of his life. This year was going to be her worst one yet.

By the time third period has rolled around she figures she’s going to have every class this year with Arnold just like every year since seventh grade, given by his and her last name. They're close in the alphabet and that just so happens to be the method used to create the students' classes, every single year. She doesn't know if she would be able to handle Arnold all year long, again. Arnold wasn't the worst-looking guy at the school, but he definitely wasn't the greatest-looking dude. He had sandy blonde hair worn in a pompadour cut, green bugged-out eyes, and the bulkiest glasses she had ever seen on a person. Nova had met Arnold in the seventh grade, at the time she didn't think anything of him, until one day he had asked her to the winter dance the school was throwing. She had to politely let him down telling him she wasn't going to the dance in the first place. Ever since then he tried to get her attention, like when he broke his arm in eighth grade trying to flip off the playground slide to impress her, but it didn't. She also remembers the time in sophomore year, she came to school on valentine’s day and a bunch of “letters” could visibly be seen hanging from the air gate at the top of her locker, when she opened her locker more fell at her feet. She was so embarrassed she remembered picking one up and opening it and immediately seeing Arnold’s face. It was a picture of him in a tuxedo, it was an oddly good picture of him, but it freaked her out to no end. She didn't even open the rest of the letters fearing what she might see, instead picked all of them up and threw them into the trash, and immediately went to find him. When she did she laid into him telling him that she didn't want to be his girlfriend like she had been trying to tell him since the seventh grade. She couldn't wait for the school day to end, and it was only the first day. When the bell rings signifying the end of class Nova all but runs out of the class giving a worried-looking Alaric a small wave.

Nova couldn't have done anything worse to herself than turning in her electives late because she got the only class, she didn't want this year, gym. She hated the entire walk to the gymnasium, she couldn't stand getting changed in front of people, choosing to always go to the bathroom stall to get some privacy. The fact that she also had a male gym teacher this year was annoying. She thought all male gym teachers were overactive and boisterous, they always had favorites, she couldn’t think of a single male gym teacher she had that didn't prefer a specific student over others. She enters the gym following the other gaggle of students and to her relief, the bleachers are pulled out far enough to fit a small class. She sees other students already sitting down in just their regular school clothes. She can at least give credit to whoever was teaching this class that the first day wasn't actually a gym day but an introduction day like everybody else. As she takes her seat, she decides to take out her schedule to see just who was teaching this year. She figured she would see the name Donny Hubbard the usual male gym teacher who taught there but next to the teacher information instead she saw a man named Finn Mikaelson. ‘Oh great” she thought, looking around the room she didn't seem to find the mystery man in question recognizing almost everyone on the bleachers. Her head snaps up as she hears the bell give its final warning ring for students to get to class. She then hears the sound of the gym office door squeaking as it's opened, and when her eyes land on the man that is Finn Mikaelson, she is taken aback.

He doesn't look anything like she thought he would, he is not old for one, and he doesn't have a beer gut or weird glasses. He looks refined, gentlemanly almost. As he continues to walk toward the middle of the room Nova can't help but admire the man. He had ashy brown hair with a shorter version of an ivy league haircut with the top swept over to the side. He was rather tall and intimidating, brutish almost, but it confused her. Mystic Falls was a pretty small town where everyone knew everybody, she would have definitely noticed someone like him. When he gets to the middle of the room, he clears his throat and gives a slight smile before he opens his mouth. “Good morning, everybody, how is everyone today?” There was a pause before various students answered at the same time in the same monotone voice, a variety of good, ok, and greats, can be heard before it goes silent again. She can only guess what everyone was thinking, probably the same thing she is, who is this guy? When her attention is brought back to him, he has seemingly pulled out a clipboard from thin air. “When I call your name just respond with an affirmation, please.” When he starts listing off the names of students Nova lets her mind wander. He's most definitely educated, the way he speaks, the way walks, the way holds himself. His accent was most definitely not like anything she had heard before, like a British New Yorker. What kind of guy would become a gym teacher if he knew as much as she thought he did?

The closer he got to speaking her name the more she started to freak out. She just couldn't figure out why. When it was her turn, he looked back down at the paper and paused for a second too long for her liking, then continued on “Cassanova Gilbert?” Nova took a deep breath and coughed out “Here,” he looks up at her and it feels like he is staring straight into her soul his eyes are mesmerizing, a light hazy green color that made her feel hazy herself just looking at them. It made Nova question further just why this kind of guy was here teaching gym of all things. She thinks he'd be a better English teacher than a gym teacher just from what she's observed so far. He looks back down to his clipboard and scribbles in what she assumed was her attendance, he then asks another question. One he hadn't asked any of the other kids “That’s quite a long name Miss Gilbert do you have a nickname you'd rather go by?” all eyes turn to her, and she can’t help but shrink in on herself again because of it. “Um... N-Nova.` She wants to bury herself in a hole when she starts to stutter. He just turns back to his clipboard and scribbles the information down and moves on to the next student. It leaves her with a feeling akin to whiplash, she can't quite explain it. The rest of the gym time was spent as free time talking to friends and comparing schedules. All the kids already loved this teacher for just that decision alone. Nova just decided to grab her headphones from her bag and play some music to pass the time until her next period. About ten minutes before class ended, she decided to look at her schedule one more time to try and memorize it better. When she pulled it out, she was pleasantly surprised to see that Mr. Mikaelson happens to be her homeroom teacher as well, just her luck. After those ten minutes of class were finally done the bell gave its first ring for lunchtime. She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

The knot in her stomach decided to stay and make a home in her stomach and she felt like she was going to throw up. It was like feeling nauseous and having butterflies in your stomach at the same time, but either way, it made her uneasy. She decided she wasn't going to eat lunch, even if she tried, she was sure it might end up in the toilet bowl. So, when she left the gymnasium, she walked down a couple halls to her locker to grab her skateboard. She moved with every other student in AB lunch to get out to the courtyard as fast as she could. When the doors were opened, she was pushing herself through the crowd, getting complaints from the students she was shoving but she didn't care. As soon as she broke free from the group she sprinted to the pavement, probably looking like a maniac. She threw her board down as gently as she could at the speed she was going, having thrown it a little too hard it started to roll down the sidewalk. When she caught up to where it had rolled, she instantly was taking off from the school grounds to ride down to the park to try and get away from whatever she was feeling. She arrived at the park and checked the time on her phone. She had twenty minutes until she had to go back. Nova moves down the sidewalk towards the swings and stops herself right in front of the first one. Setting her board in the mulch a few feet from the swing of her choice> She jogged up to it and pulled herself up into the seat. Nova loved to swing even as a kid, it was so freeing being able to fly in the air at the speed of her choice, the height of her choice. Everything about swinging was about what she wanted, in her life she didn't get much of that with Elena breathing down her neck, with expectations the same as her parents did. Jeremy only ever paid attention to her if he wanted to piss her off or when she needed a supply of smoke, or he ran out and asked to share with her. So, she was a tad bit glad about it but sometimes she missed her brother, and he really couldn't care less. When she tried to hang out with him, he always had some sort of excuse to not go. ‘I can't have plans, sorry maybe later.’

“I have homework?”

“Really?”

“…yes?”

She stopped trying after that, figuring there was no point in forcing him. So to be able to be in control of something for once, she loved the feeling it gave her. She sat down on the swing she pulled her headphones from her neck to put them on, before she picks a song though, she sets an alarm for twenty minutes, then she chooses her favorite song, a new one called Back to December by Taylor Swift, she had played it nonstop since it came out

. When she gets done listening to her fifth song, she looks down at the time shown on the lit-up screen and almost keels over at it. Twelve thirty-five it read. She jumps off the swing in a hurry grabbing her board not even bothering to get on it knowing she would have to run in order to make it before class. The thing about running, even if it made her sweaty and smelly, she quite enjoyed the speed, the wind in her face, her hair whipping around it too. It took her three minutes to get to school and by the time she got there, she had one minute to get her board in her locker and get to class. This time though she doesn't have the luxury of a late slip, and just her luck Foreign Language was her next period. She had only ever heard bad things about the woman teaching the class. Everyone told her she was very mean, very demanding, bland, and ruthless. She did not want to get on the bad side of someone with that description. She sprints as fast as she can to her class, getting reprimanded by a teacher for running in the halls but she didn't care.

The second she throws open the door to her classroom the bell rings. The woman at the front of her class whips her head around to look at the culprit of the sudden intrusion with a wicked glare. Nova immediately apologized for being loud and late. The woman just gives her a nod, telling her to take her seat, the only one open is the single desk at the very back of the class, she couldn't be happier. “Hello class my name is Mrs. Allen welcome to foreign language.” Nova knew the second she introduced herself everyone was right. She was very bland and emotionless, condescending. Running her hands down her face she takes out her supplies and waits for the end of this endless torture called High School.

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thecitysgraveyard · 10 months

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can you make headcanons about yandere klaus mikaelson x female human reader

absolutely, thank you nonnie for requesting :)

klaus first saw you in the mystic grill, he was sitting on a stool drinking whiskey, as you came in with your friend.

you and your friend sat next to him unknowingly, and he listened as you and your friend talked.

when you left the mystic grill, klaus thought "she has a good soul, she's pretty too"

he followed you back to your home that night, and went back once you went inside, thankfully nobody saw him

after that night, he asked elijah to track you and he texted klaus your location, that day you were in a bookstore

when he went to the bookstore, he saw you in a sundress, his jaw basically dropped cause of how pretty you looked

he came up to you like he just saw you looking around, asked you a few questions like "what genre of books do you usually read?"

after that, he offers you to drop you back home and once you do say yes, he comes along

you ask him to come inside and he looks around your home like he's memorizing your home

he stays at your home for quite long and he has managed to gain your affection

his obsession with you grows even more after gaining your affection

whenever he sees you with any other guy except him, he goes absolutely mad

he doesn't want to lose

he does everything in his power to make you stay at home, he doesn't want you to go out at all

but lets you go out when you go out, and when you go out, he follows you or if he can't, he makes elijah follow you

his obsession over you worries his siblings, quite a lot

he doesn't let you wear many dresses outside cause he doesn't want the others to see

he will give everything for his love

and he will never leave, or let you

#kurt's fics #klaus mikealson x reader #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikealson fanfiction #klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaleson imagine #yandere klaus mikaelson #yandere niklaus mikealson x f!reader #klaus mikealson imagine #klaus mikleason x f!reader #<3

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slinthoe · 2 years

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The Curse of the Eclipse

PAIRING | Klaus x F!Reader

GENRE | Soulmate!AU, Fluff, Angst

WORD COUNT | 3.4k+

WARNINGS | Brief mention of death and blood. Bondage? But not the pleasant type.

SUMMARY | Centuries ago, a witch had casted a spell in which: as soon as birth, a tattoo is to be imprinted in every persons skin as a sign of the existence of their soulmate. Your soulmate just happens to be over a thousand years old.

Your entanglement with Niklaus brings you danger and a clue to whom held the same soulmate mark as yours.

Under the green, translucent leaves the sun blared through and emitted a golden glow onto your skin. You sat by a pond, your legs in a crossed position as you admired the clear water that tended to the friendly family of ducks.

Around them, lily pads occupied frogs whom laid asleep, their fingered feet tightly wrapped around the green, as if someone was to steal it from them in a mere moment.

The wind blew against your skin, fleeing your hair from your face and turning the pages of your grimoire rapidly. This had you gripping the pages down in hopes to not stray too far from your original reading.

Mad, yet thankful for the wind, you would’ve forgotten the purpose of your pond visit if it wasn’t for the inconvenience of it. So, as you trailed your eyes away from visual awe, you began to study your family’s grimoire. But unbeknownst to you, a duo of siblings, watched as you did so, a soft smile slipping its way onto their faces.

“A beauty, isn’t she, brother?” One of them claims, his eyes trailing away from your figure and onto his blood relative.

“A beauty indeed,” the other one smiles, his arms falling from their crossed position to peel his brother away from you. But as they began to walk away, the older man couldn’t help but turn back when he heard a slight flip of a page. It was then that he noticed a symbol printed on your neck; the same print that happened to lay upon his brother’s skin.

His lips sealed in a smirk and the older man suggested to the younger, “why don’t you invite her to the ball, brother?”

It was when Klaus slowly trailed behind you, as subtle as he could, to your home, did he realise which family you belonged to. You resided in the wooden house hid behind rows of trees, where your grandmother lived. Its build gave fairy-tale-cottage core vibes with its stone and gravel walkway, huge garden, and vines that lined perfectly in the cracks of its walls.

It was the house your grandmother worked hard to build alongside her witch friends for the purpose of public elemental magic usage; the house that Klaus had offered to pay for, with nothing in return, but for the gratitude and ever-lasting alliance with your family; for your family history has had a long connection with the Mikaelsons since the origins of the supernatural.

But to see you enter the house for the first time, was odd. Klaus hadn’t seen anyone enter the premises since the death of your parents – although, he hadn’t yet connected the relations. He just assumed you were a distant relative visiting.

Unbeknownst to you, he’d been the one to try to stop the fire of your family’s old residence; the one which burnt your family and most of your grimoires into ashes before you could drive back into town. Only, he didn’t know it was your immediate family, he hoped it was just a family of your cousin’s; obviously, that wasn’t the case.

As you closed the door behind you and whiffed in the warm scent of your grandmother’s cookies, Klaus sped to the door and slipped the white envelope he’d decorated with a few flower stickers prior to his definitely not-creepy stalk to your home. Under the envelope, was a present he hoped you’d like: an attire he hoped you to wear that night.

As he nervously inhaled, he held his hands against the wood of your front door before knocking softly and speeding home.

That night, you attended the ball after your grandmother’s endless praise of the Mikaelson siblings, claiming the ball to be an opportunity to converse with those whom your family had been close to for centuries.

As you entered the mansion, your dress knotted in between your fingers, you gazed around and caught the eyes of a man whom stood at the top of the staircase. His hair was a blond under the chandelier, but if you’d looked into it a little deeper, it seemed to be a natural dirt blond. His lips were a plump pink and you’d have to be cursed if you didn’t notice the pretty dimples on his pale cheeks.

You found yourself almost entranced by his beauty if it weren’t for someone bumping into your shoulder accidentally – or so you thought. The person who’d done so peeled away from your body and took a step back to apologise. You’d be dumb if you didn’t realise the similarities between him and the man by the stairs; so you assumed these were the brothers your grandmother spoke so highly about.

The boy who bumped into you took one of your hands in his and leaned down, pulling your knuckles to his lips with a quick peck. “I’m sorry darling, it seems that I’ve been walking blindly,” he smiled.

You smiled back, nodding at his apology before slowly slipping your hands from his grip. “It’s my bad, I was just standing here without a care of those around me.”

“Without a care?” He smirked, looking up to the staircase where the other man once stood, but now unoccupied. “It seems that you’d been admiring my brother.”

“Hm,” you hummed, following his gaze to the empty stairs. “It seems to be.”

He trailed his eyes back to you and you followed his mannerisms, watching as he spoke, “I’m Kol, and you are?”

“Not for you,” a voice perked behind Kol – it was the man you had just spoke about. “I’m Niklaus,” he smiled at you, gently pulling your knuckles to his lips for a peck.

“Now brother, let’s not be paranoid. I was just here to greet a new face, she’s your guest, I understand,” Kol admitted, his eyes avoiding his brother’s and staying on you.

“Nothing to be paranoid about,” Klaus smiled, slightly pushing his brother to the side as an attempt to move him away from you. Kol understood the gesture and moved away to find another guest to be enchanted with.

“You’re Niklaus? The one who sent the invitation?” You asked – although you already knew the answer, you wanted to create conversation. He nodded at your question and you continued, “my grandmother told me a bit about you.”

“Well, I hope just good things,” you almost fawned at the dimples that appeared on his cheeks. You nodded, and for the rest of the night, the two of you spent time conversing and dancing on the dance floor together.

You learnt a lot about him that night: his connection with your family, the origins of his, and the sad fact: that he’d been the first one to the scene of your family’s burning house. Although, he failed to save them, you were grateful for his condolences and his offer to deliver you the grimoires he managed to save.

By the end of the party, Niklaus walked you out to your car, your hand wrapped around his forearm as your other held your heels you’d tried hard to resist on the dance floor. Once you both reached your car, you dropped his arm and slipped into the vehicle he so kindly opened the door to.

“Thank you for tonight Klaus, I had a wonderful time,” you thanked after putting your heels in the seat next to you.

“No worries, love,” he spoke. For a second, it seemed that he’d been hesitant to speak of something. “May I ask you something?”

You nodded at him, confused at the sudden anxiousness that radiated off his body. “I happened to notice that your soulmate tattoo isn’t on you, do you happen to have one?” He asked.

Your fingers reached your neck where your tattoo hid under some makeup. “Well, I do. I just happen to hide it from people.”

“May I ask why?”

A breath left your lips and you thought for a moment: why did you hide it, really? “I guess I’m just scared I’ll come across a witch who happens to know how to duplicate a tattoo to fool me.”

He nodded, pleased with your answer, before stepping back to close your car door and waving you off.

In the next few days, Klaus found himself hoping for your return to the pond where he’d first set his eyes on you. But to his demise, you hadn’t, and he was left salty and trying to avoid death in the hands of Elena and her friends.

By the next week, he’d grown quite upset and aggravated from your sudden disappearance, and decided to stand by your front door in hopes he’d hear two heartbeats inside. But his hopes were thrown to the ground and crushed like eggshells when he heard only one.

A sigh fell from his lips, and he was about to turn back when the door opened and revealed your grandmother. “Klaus, nice to see you!”

“Hi,” he sighed out, a soft smile written on his cheeks, “is your granddaughter here?” He asked, although already knowing the answer.

“No, but she’ll be here soon. She went out to grab some materials. You want to come in?” Your grandmother asked.

“Please,” Klaus said, and to his plead, your grandmother moved aside and let him in.

When an hour had passed and a few secrets had been shared between the hybrid and your grandmother, you finally returned home with two containers filled with the various herbs you had been ordered to grab.

“Nana, i’m home!” You exclaimed, holding tightly onto the large stacked containers between your short arms. If you’d moved slightly wrong, they’d fall in an instant and drizzle the herbs all along the floor. So to your pleasure, Klaus appeared from the kitchen where he once sat drinking tea with your grandmother, to help you.

Pulling the containers from your grasp, he walked quickly into the kitchen before you could thank him. Not long after taking your shoes off by the door mat, you followed in after.

“Klaus? What are you doing here?” You asked him, smiling at your grandmother when she caught your gaze.

Carefully settling the containers on the kitchen island, Klaus slightly turned his head to project his voice, “well love, it seems that you’ve disappeared out of the blue so I decided to pay ‘nana’ a visit.”

You chuckled at his fingered quotations to ‘nana’ before sitting down at the table. Your grandmother however, couldn’t help but smirk and nudge your shoulder from across the wood that separated the two of you.

“He didn’t mean to pay me a visit, he was looking for you,” she cheekily admitted, earning a playful disbelief look from Klaus whom stood behind her. “I think he likes you,” she whispered, almost forgetting he had vampire hearing.

The pink-cheeked man behind her shook his head as you moved your gaze to him. “Is that so, nana?” You played back, a smirk slipping onto your lips. “Well I happen to enjoy night walks for a date, if I do say so myself.”

“Perfect,” Klaus smiled, tapping your grandmother’s shoulders, “how about now?”

That’s how you found yourself enjoying Klaus’ company once more, but under the comfort of the dim streetlights that littered the walkway.

“So, since you were so curious about my tattoo,” you started, swinging your arms nervously by your side as you looked up to him, “how about yours?”

There was a pale of emptiness around his neck, where his tattoo should’ve been, and if it weren’t for the walls you’d built up to protect yourself from heartbreak, you would’ve imagined a world where you would wake beside him with purple hues scattering his pretty skin.

“Mine,” he paused, looking down for a moment as if to think, “well, mine can’t be seen by the living.”

This only made you curious and you raised an eyebrow at him to explain. “Well, love: once dead, your mark fades from the eyes of the breathing, and by breathing, that would include you.”

You hummed at his response, “does that mean only vampires can see your mark?” He nodded, but not without showing you a soft smile with a single dimple appearing on his cheek.

“How do you know it’s only vampires that can see it?” You asked, before motioning him to the bench on your side.

You both sat down, with Klaus on your left. “So far, I’ve only known vampires to notice my mark. My hybrids don’t necessarily like talking to me, so even if they did notice the mark, the wolves wouldn’t have said so.”

“Well, why don’t you turn me?” You asked jokingly, slightly chuckling to yourself but stopping when you noticed Klaus’ serious expression. “Sorry, should I not laugh?”

The atmosphere turned awkward in a second and you wished for nothing but to sink into the bench and morph as one with it.

“Your humour is quite bizarre,” he commented, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said it didn’t slightly hurt.

“Yeah,” you sighed out, pulling your hands to your lap.

The atmosphere was quiet once again as the two of you sat still against the wooden bench, the wind howling around you and bringing chill to your skin. But even as it did so, the chill was barely noticed as you were too upset at the ever-growing silence between you.

You wished it hadn’t been so awkward.

After a few moments and a deep sigh, you stood and turned to him, “well, I should head home now, it was nice hanging with you.”

But as you went to head back home, Klaus was by your side in an instant, a hand on your lower back, trailing closely beside you.

“Apologies for my awkwardness, love. No hard feelings. But it would be bad to let you walk home alone, so you’re stuck with me.”

“Great,” you faked smile, slumping your shoulders forward which went unnoticed by the hybrid.

“I…” he paused his words, pulling his hand away from your back to acknowledge your uncomfortableness. “I also promised your nana that I’d keep you safe.”

It wasn’t long before you both reached your front porch. Once you’d unlocked the door, you leaned against the frame and peered up at Klaus in silence, waiting for him to begin the goodbyes.

Even in the dark, you could see the soft smile on his face as he scanned yours with pure adoration. “Uh,” he breathed out, almost seemingly nervous, “I enjoyed tonight, really. I’m sorry for upsetting you in the end, it wasn’t my intention.”

You nodded at his apology and smiled back, “it’s okay Nik, I’m just soft-hearted.” If only you had superhuman hearing would you hear the rapid skip of his heart at the mention of his nickname.

“Would you enjoy another date sometime soon?” He asked, and if it weren’t for being a vampire, he would’ve prayed to the gods you accepted.

“Of course, Nik,” you gladly replied, stepping away from your door to stand on your tiptoes and place a soft peck on his cheek, “I’ll see you, okay? Just come by whenever, I should be home.”

That night, Niklaus came home with a large smile and pink-tinted cheeks. This, obviously, was unnoticed by his siblings, and Rebekah promised herself she would tease him about it until the end of time.

The next day, Klaus appeared on your doorstep once again, in hopes you’d accept impulsive date plan. But to his demise, no one had answered the door.

“That’s quite strange,” he muttered to himself.

The man knocked a couple times more before deciding to give up and jump down the stairs of your porch. But when he’d turn to face the forest, a soft whisper came from the house, “Niklaus…”

In an instant, he sped into the house and followed the voice. It lead him to the kitchen where he found your grandmother on the ground, laying on her stomach and arms stretched above her in discomfort.

“Nana? What happened?” He asked, crouching quickly and pulling his fangs to his wrist to feed her his blood.

Your grandmother healed quickly and sat up, “they took her…”

The words were enough for Niklaus to bring your grandmother with him to his family’s residence. Together, they, and his siblings, came up with possible ways to save you from the danger of the small group of wolves and vampires that Klaus had himself rivalling against years before his return to Mystic Falls.

After the group had left a note on his doorstep of hints to your whereabouts, it wasn’t long before they found the warehouse you were trapped in.

Inside, you were sat on a steel chair, your eyes swollen red with a rough rag in your mouth, and your hands wrapped around in plastic zip ties and away from anything of natural earth elemental power to you. Other than the dumb plan for the group to fight against the Original family, you were surprised they thought ahead of your powers.

Surrounding you were only four people, vampire or werewolf, you didn’t know, but they seemed to be the toughest of the bunch with their hard stares and strong stance. In the other surrounding rooms, were probably a dozen more whom waited for the Originals to attack.

If it weren’t for the anxiousness that trickled through your bloodstream, you thought the sight of the nearly empty room would bore you. The walls were coated in an ugly blue and the floor was plain concrete with various stains and cracks. The only furniture residing the place were the four other people who stood like statues, watching your every move.

Earlier, they had been the ones to break into your home, threaten your only surviving relative and throw you into the back of their car, which lead you scared and scarred for your life.

In the warehouse, the room you sat in was quiet as you all waited for the Mikaelsons to appear, but as every second passed, it felt as if your eyes were drooping lower and you almost felt yourself falling asleep if it weren’t for the shout of one of your capturers.

“Sleep and you die,” they yelled with no remorse, their arms staying still across their chest.

Not for long moments after, a loud screeching noice echoed the room and the large roller doors folded up to reveal Niklaus in all his angry glory.

“Close your eyes, love,” he smiled to you and you did as you were told. In the dark space behind your eyelids, you could see static speed of the movement of light as Niklaus sped around the room to kill your capturers.

Once the room was cleared, he pulled the rag from your mouth and told you to open your eyes. “Hey Nik,” you blinked, your eyes still swollen and red from your earlier panic. “I’m tired.”

“I know love, let’s take you home,” he untied your hands from their restraints and went to pull you up.

But as he did so, you noticed a quick flash behind him, “Nik, watch out!” In panic, you pulled Niklaus back and used your earth magic to change the shape of the white oak stake and enlarge its sharp point towards the oncoming attacker behind him.

In an instant, the vampire was impaled, turned grey and dead on the concrete floor. You stared at the body in shock as it laid lifeless on the ground. Klaus followed your gaze to the body and sighed.

“Love, let’s not worry about that. Let’s…” he began but you stopped him.

“I-I… I killed someone, Nik,” you stuttered, your fingers shaking and eyes still on the body. You may haven’t killed the man with your bare hands, but it felt like blood was pooling around your fingers and seeping into your fingernails as you stared longer at him.

“Okay, let’s look away, shall we?” He suggested, putting your cheeks in between the palm of his hands in order to make you look at him; but you closed your eyes, unable to stop the tears from falling down your cheeks. “Let’s take you home, okay, my love?”

“No,” you told him, pulling your face down. He only looked at you, confused. “No,” you repeated, “something–something’s wrong with me.”

“Nothing’s wrong with you, you just need some res…” he went to speak, but stopped when you looked up and opened your eyes.

His breath was caught between his throat for he had not seen your beautiful coloured eyes, but instead, the eyes of those of a werewolf.

Your breath however, was caught between your throat for the paleness of his neck turned a bright red and black to resemble the ring of fire: the solar eclipse – the same mark you’d been hiding on yourself for years; your soulmate mark.

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amournoir · 8 months

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Hi gorgeous, could you do a second part of Shadows of Doubt where reader is pregnant with Hope and spending time with Hayley who's a good friend of hers. Elijah and Rebekah realize they were being assholes because she's exactly what their brother needed, Klaus misses her and wants her back, though once he finds out about her pregnancy everything gets more angsty, as he blames his siblings for it, believing yn had moved on not knowing the child was his and etc. They get back together at the end, with a lot of fluff and etc.

𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐭 ┄ 𝐢𝐢

pairing: niklaus mikaelson x f!reader

count: 1.5k

warning: slight angst + fluff

author’s note: after several requests and messages, here’s part 2 of shadows of doubt (here’s part 1). i hope you enjoy it like you guys did the first one! 🫶🏽

It had been weeks since I last cried and almost four months since I last saw him. It was the most painful thing I had ever done but I knew it had to happen, there was no need to make the situation more difficult. I walked away. No goodbye or anything. I wasn’t going to let his siblings have the satisfaction of seeing me ‘weak’ as they often told me.

The gentle breeze rustled the leaves as I sat in the courtyard of my home, my fingers unconsciously tracing the subtle curve of my belly. The soft flutter of life within me was a constant reminder of the precious gift growing inside. It had been a whirlwind of emotions since that day— the day I had found out I was pregnant with her. She wasn’t planned but she’d be wanted, if not by him then me, she was my miracle…my hope.

In the months I had spent away from him and his family, I had met people. Amongst them was a woman called Hayley, she had become my closest confidante and friend. She sat beside me, her gaze understanding and supportive. “How are you feeling, Y/N?” she asked softly.

I smiled, the love and excitement for the life within me radiating through my words. “It's strange, but in a beautiful way. I feel this little one moving, and it's like she's already a part of me.”

Hayley's eyes softened, and she placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “You're going to be an amazing mother, Y/N.”

As I looked around the courtyard, memories of him flooded my mind. His charming smile, his passionate love, and the painful distance that had grown between us. I couldn't help but wonder if he was thinking about me, if he ever missed the moments we had shared. Little did I know, he was wrestling with his own demons, haunted by the realization that he had let go of something precious. Elijah and Rebekah, his once-disapproving siblings, had opened his eyes to the truth— that my absence had left a void in his life.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Klaus stood outside the balcony, his heart heavy with regret. The memories of time spent together played like a filmstrip in his mind, each moment a painful reminder of what he had lost. He swirled the glass in his hand around, mindlessly watching it.

Elijah approached the open balcony doors and stood still, his voice gentle but firm. “Niklaus, we’d like for you to hear us out. You can’t go on like this anymore brother.”

Klaus was silent for a while then with a huff he said, “Very well, say your piece.”

“We were wrong. I apologize for the part I played in hurting Y/N. You need to go to her.”

His back was still turned, facing the city in front of him. His jaw clenched and unclenched, his voice sounding venomous. “You do not tell me what I need Elijah.”

“Then tell me what I can do.” Elijah removed his hand from his pocket, waving it in front of him.

“What I needed you to. I needed you to stand by me and support us…you made me choose.” His voice cracked at that last sentence as he spun around to face his older brother.

Elijah's expression softened, his concern for his brother evident. “It's not too late, Niklaus. Reach out to her, before it truly is.”

“This was your doing! You and Rebekah!”

“We’re sorry for doubting her Nik, alright? Is that what you want to hear?” Rebekah yelled back at her brother. She had been silently watching and listening from the door.

“What I wanted was her and you drove her away!” He throws his glass of liquor across the room, the bottle following quickly behind.

Rebekah flinched and shut her eyes as she whispered, “Nik we’re sorry.”

“Go to her brother. We will not fail you again.” Elijah extended his hand out to him and Klaus gave it a firm shake. With a nod, they reached a silent agreement.

Without a word, Klaus left to his room to think it over. He knew he could never gain her trust again after letting her go so easily. He often used his art room to conjure up his master plans but not this time. In a few hours he had decided and that was how he found himself standing outside my door, his heart pounding as he raised his hand to knock. He hesitated, the weight of his emotions holding him back. The door swung open, and there I stood, the sight of him taking my breath away. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, and the unspoken words hung heavy in the air.

“Y/N,” he finally said, his voice a mix of longing and regret.

“Klaus,” I replied softly, my heart racing.

“I missed you love,” he admitted, his voice vulnerable. His hand reached out to me, gently placing it on my cheek.

I looked into his eyes, the depth of his emotions mirrored mine. “I missed you too, Klaus. But things are different now.”

The silence between us spoke volumes, a symphony of emotions that echoed the pain of our separation and the hope for a second chance. As our gazes held, a sense of understanding passed between us. I wanted nothing more than to stand there and take it all in, take in the sight of him. Call it weakness or strength but in that moment I needed to be honest so I revealed the truth.

“I'm pregnant,” I whispered, tears welling in my eyes.

Klaus's expression shifted from surprise to confusion, and then to anger. “You moved on so quickly?” he snapped, his voice laced with bitterness. He pulled back as though my touch burned him.

I shook my head, the tears spilling over. Desperately, I took a step forward to be closer once more, “No, it’s yours. Our child, Nik.”

He couldn’t believe it and I wouldn’t blame him, he didn’t know. Ten years ago I triggered my curse and quickly learned a few things, one of them being scent. A witch that was a family friend offered to hide it as a way to thank me for saving her children. From that day onwards, I could smell other wolves but none knew my scent which hid me from supernaturals alike. Klaus never knew, I would have told him one day but after realizing I’d never gain his siblings' trust and the constant doubts from him, I kept my secret.

Still even with my revelation, he was partially in the dark. If I had any chance of convincing him, I needed to tell him the entire truth. I placed one hand over my abdomen and looked at him, tears falling freely. I knew in the silence he’d hear it. Time seemed to have slowed in that moment as I saw his face morph into different stages of understanding.

The realization hit him like a tidal wave, his anger giving way to shock and disbelief. “What?”

I took a step closer, my hand gently caressing my belly. “Hope. She's ours, Nik.”

“How?” His voice was small, almost child-like, though his gaze remained on my abdomen.

With my free hand, I reached down for his and placed it on the side of my head. I wanted him to know everything, I wanted him to trust me fully which is why I let him inside my mind. “See for yourself.”

Moments later tears glistened in his eyes as he looked at me, his heart torn between regret and joy. “I can't believe I doubted you,” he whispered.

As he reached out to touch my belly, his fingers gentle against my skin, I felt a rush of emotions—love, forgiveness, and the chance for a future together. This was all I had wanted. Right here, I had all that I could ever ask for and I’d be damned if I let it go without a fight. He was my home.

“Love I'm truly sorry. I don’t deserve you,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion.

I smiled through my tears, feeling the weight of the past lifting from my shoulders. “Klaus, we have a chance to start again—for Hope and for us.”

“Hope?”

“You don’t like it? We can pick something else.” I quickly said, worried I had already done something wrong.

He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on my forehead then looked down at my belly. “No, I love it.” His fingers moved around in slow circles and I could feel her inside me as she pressed closer to him. “Hope Althea Mikaelson.”

I let out a soft gasp, immediately looking up at him. “Althea?”

“She’ll take after her mother, it’s only right she has your name as well.” He lifted my hand with his free one and kissed the knuckles, adding “I vow to never leave either of you. We will be a family sweetheart.”

And in that moment, as one hand rested against his growing daughter and the other on me, I knew that the shadows of doubt that had once clouded our hearts were finally dissipating. As we embraced, a sense of utter completeness settled over us, a promise of love and a future that would forever be intertwined. I was back home and soon our greatest Hope would join us.

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asvterias · 2 years

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Can I request a Freya Mikaelson x hybrid!reader(werewolf-witch), where their relationship is new but it's really pure? And then when Freya has decided to bring her home, of course, Klaus is there. He tried to scare off the reader, but it didn't work, because she knows she can protect herself even from him. Thank you!

𝖯𝗋𝗈𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝖬𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 ~ 𝖥𝗋𝖾��𝖺 𝖬𝗂𝗄𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗈𝗇

Part 2

Warnings: F/F Implied Smut, Implied Threats & Mentions of Death

Pairings: Freya Mikaelson x Girlfriend!Were-Witch Reader

Summary: [Name] and Freya are dating, their relationship are as pure as ever. Freya invites [name] over and Klaus is there unaware of the unknown visitor, he tries to scare [name] off but she is unfazed by this because the witch knows that her girlfriend is capable of handling herself.

Word Count: 1,326

Author’s Note: Sorry this is so short and has barely any dialogue.

Not caring about all of that but Freya did, she didn't want you to get hurt or die because of her background. she would often push herself away from you to keep you out of dangers way but you always keep finding her to comfort her that nothing is going to happen to you. You can protect myself and you are damn sure that you look hot doing so.

Her siblings knew that something was going on between you two but they never questioned about it, more so rebekah and hope. She wasn't out of the closet per say but her family could've sensed it but never pushed her into coming out, they would just act surprise when she eventually comes out to them.

“Welcome to my lovely home, darling.” Freya walked in with you, hand in hand. “My siblings aren't home right now. So, why not make the most of it?” She pulled you in for a kiss by the waist and you gracefully returned the soft kiss. The kiss started to become more heated as your hand started to find their way into freya’s blonde locks, tugging on it softly taking her by surprise. Sticking your tongue in her mouth, letting out a soft moan as she continues to kiss you, stumbling over your own two feet, trying to get to any bedroom in the house.

Freya was making it impossible as she kept touching you everywhere that she could, being impatient she slammed your back into a nearby wall and began to undo all of your buttons on your shirt. All while still making out with you, after undoing all of the buttons, your purple lace bra came into her view. Heaving your chest in and out as you impatiently waited to see what she would to you next. You were vulnerable and freya was ecstatic with that, being able dominate you at times like this.

Moving her mouth down to your neck, she began to suck leaving tiny love bites there soon to reach the valley of your beautiful breasts. You were absolutely ravishing and so delicious, the blonde mikaelson witch could not wait to taste you again. Sucking onto random spots on your neck, letting out soft moans as you grabbed on the back of her head for support, letting your eyes shut every now and then.

“Freya , you're bac—“ A strong british accent interrupted your fun, sensing what he walked into, he paused mid-track. Freya immediately pulled away from you as she tried to fix her frizzled hair. The similar features was vividly strong, so that must have been Klaus.

It couldn't have been Finn because he already likes you nor Elijah because he would have mostly likely excused himself. The blonde mikaelson made eye-contact with you skeptically, his paranoia getting the best of him. he was the original hybrid, Niklaus Mikaelson, the name that many people feared but not you. Keeping your head up high, you greeted the original but he just ignored you. Rude. Just because he's the first of his kind doesn't mean that he could have the decency to be polite.

Freya felt a small smirk creeping onto her lips as she watched interaction between her girlfriend and younger brother. She didn't need to sweep in between you two because she knew that you could handle yourself. She would probably have scolded klaus for trying to scare you or say to him that not everyone is his enemy.

“Klaus, meet my girlfriend. [name].” Freya introduced you to her younger brother. He tensed at his sister's statement and immediately mentally disagreed, you could have been one of his enemies trying to get revenge on him.

Or he could just kill you for trying to loop freya into your pool of lies and making her fall in love with you. If he finds out that was the case, he would have mostly likely strung your body parts all over your parents' house as christmas decorations.

Feeling like a gush of wind had smacked you in the face, klaus was in front of you, his breath so intensely close to yours as you stared intensely back into his wolf like eyes. Watching in amazement when his hybrid eyes started to turn into a mixed green/yellow color, a light growl erupted from his throat as his eyes are now fully yellow, “You need to leave, now! Or this can get really bloody, for you of course.”

Freya let out a small scoff, “Really niklaus. Could yo—“ Klaus held up his hand, interrupting your girlfriend, “Not now, sister. This little witch here needs to know whose in charge.” His eyes gloomed with homdical rage, worrying if you lay a finger on freya or any of his family – even finn. May god help you and your family.

Obviously, he was trying to scare you away from his older sister but it clearly wasn’t working so he had to think of a new plan. He suddenly felt a sharp stinging in his head, he groaned in agony as he held his head, his knees sinking down onto the ground.

Sizzling was also heard from his skin, indicating that his blood is boiling, screams of agony's and endless threats arose from his mouth as he writhed in pain. You were right, freya was wrong to even doubt you. you were protecting yourself and looked goddamn hot while doing so as well.

Letting go of the two spells that you held on klaus, he relaxes into the floor for a few seconds before looking up at you. “It’s nice to meet you too, klaus.”

Klaus smirked looking at you as he arose back onto his legs, you sense that the smirk was nothing horrible doings. You thought that he was truly pissed and would go after your family.

But all of a sudden, his angry demeanor instantly transformed into a light grin, “Keep this one, sister. She’s feisty.” Just like that, whoosh! he was gone and you turned to freya who just looked as shocked as you. Klaus wasn't the one to forgive and forget and would usually kill witches who play with his head.

“Well, darling. Now you've got to meet the rest of my family.” Freya smiled looking at you, returning the soft smile back to the mikaelson witch. Just as what Klaus had said, she was hellbent on keeping you and maybe one day even marrying you.

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