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elementalwriter67 · 2 years

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They Know

Pairing: Klaus x Reader

Word Count: 6322

Please Help me, First Turn, How Bout a Dance, Second Turn and Strained Bonds, A Choice is Made, Happy Birthday, Decade Dance, A Kidnapping, A Death in the Family, It Should Have Been you

A/n: I’m still writing this I just have shit time management skills.

Summary: With the reveal of Klaus still being alive your secret comes to life as certain members of the Mystic Falls gang now learn what you are, and just how similar to the Mikaelson's you really are.

“Nik?” You breathed out as you stared up at Tyler’s face with wide disbelieving eyes. He looked back at you with a satisfied smile resting on his face that just looked so much like a look that Klaus would give you.

“Hello, love. It’s not the original model I know, but it’s not a bad spare to use is it?” He commented as he smoothed his hands down his front straightening out his shirt with such a disgusted look on his face that it could only be Klaus inside of him.

“I… but… but how… who did you even… how? How is this possible?” You shouted at him as you ran your fingers through your hair struggling to make sense of the information that had just been given to you. Struggling to make sense of the fact that Klaus was now technically standing in front of you still very much alive and the fact that even though he was alive that hole inside of you was still there. That it still felt like someone had cut something away from you with a rusty knife despite the fact that he was still standing in front of you for the most part alive and well. It didn’t make sense to you how you could still feel so empty, so broken because mentally you were acknowledging the fact that Klaus is alive, that he’s still technically standing in front of you because it had to be Klaus inside of Tyler’s body why else would he have saved you over Caroline it’s the only thing that made sense. But despite that fact though physically it’s like you’re body wasn’t acknowledging anything. Physically it didn’t matter to you that Klaus was technically standing in front of you, all that mattered to not just you but also your wolf was the fact that even if it is Klaus inside Tyler’s body it’s still Tyler not Klaus. Because physically Klaus still may as well be dead and a pile of ash inside a coffin. Because physically Alaric had killed him and physically he was gone so it didn’t matter to your heart or to your wolf that he was standing in front of you inside Tyler’s body cause it’s still Tyler no matter which way you look at it. You swallowed down the lump that had begun to form in your throat as you shook your head forcing yourself to stop your spiral as you focused on Tyler again.

“Turns out that Bennett witch is far more loyal and concerned about her friends lives than any of them thought,” He explained. Mentally you thanked Bonnie for caring enough about Elena to have saved Klaus for you as you thought that though something else clicked inside of your head that had you narrowing your eyes at Tyler/Klaus.

“Wait a second, if Bonnie put you inside Tyler’s body then that means she had to have done it before Alaric killed you so have you been inside of Tyler’s body this whole time?” You asked him your voice terrifyingly calm as you looked at him and he at the very least had the audacity to look sheepish as he nodded his head.

“Yes,” He stated. You nodded your head slowly as you licked your lips before biting down on your bottom lip and before he could think to do anything you were hitting him on the chest.

“You fucking asshole! You’ve been inside of Tyler this whole fucking time and you didn’t think to tell me!” You screamed at him your anger suddenly rising up in you again. You took a step forward and shoved him with all of the strength that you possessed. A sense of satisfaction washed over you as you watched him stumble back away from you but you didn’t let him get far as you closed the distance between the two fo you and you hit him again.

“I thought you were dead! I thought you had died you selfish bastard! Why didn’t you come find me? Why didn’t you come and tell any of us! We mourned you! You selfish fucking bastard! Do you have any idea what I went through?” You shouted at him as you went to hit him again but he easily caught your wrist. You growled at him and went to hit him with your other hand but he just as easily caught that one, and you snarled at him as you pulled against his grip trying to break free so you could hit him.

“That’s enough love, I let you get in a few free hits but you’ll get no more,” He warned you and your sneered at him as you thrashed in his hold. His hands wrapped around your wrists were burning you again and the burning sensation only fueled your anger as you tried to break free of his hold.

“Let go of me you selfish bastard! You should have told me you were alive! Do you have any idea what I went through? What any of us went through when you died?! It felt like a part of me had been ripped out! Like a part of me had died when I thought you were dead and now you tell me that you’ve been alive this whole fucking time! Let go of me!” You screamed at him as you tried to drop to your knees but he easily caught you his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you flush against Tyler’s chest. You growled low in your throat fighting against the burning sensation in your eyes and his hold as you pushed on his chest with your hands, trying to break out of his hold but he held on strong refusing to let you go. His face softened when he saw the way your frustrated tears fell down your face and he reached up with one hand to wipe the tears away but you jerked your head out of the way. He frowned momentarily but made no attempt to wipe your tears away again instead allowing you to do it on your own as you calmed slightly.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were alive Nik?” You asked him as you looked up at him, your eyes still wet with unshed tears. His arms tightened around your waist as he swallowed and you did your best to ignore the burning sensation that was steadily increasing in intensity the longer he held on to you.

“Because I had been hoping that the next time I saw you it would be after I’d already been put back into my original body, it was never my intention to hurt you love nor to keep this hidden from you for long but the Bennett witch is far more stubborn than she looks.” He explained and you sniffled the anger that you had felt fizzling out to that nothingness again as you pushed against his chest unable to take the burning anymore.

“Yeah well you did, you ass,” You grumbled still trying to get out of his hold but he held on to you still refusing to let go of you. “Nik, let go of me, it hurts.” And just like that his hands were off of you and he was taking a step back from you and you breathed out in relief the burning sensation beginning to fade away finally.

“Love, are you ok?” He asked you as he looked you over taking note of the relief that had seemingly flooded your body when he’d let go of you. The burning sensation that you felt whenever he touched you, and the disgusted shiver that’d raced down your spine when he’d called you love again only served to remind you of the fact that even though it was Klaus inside Tyler’s body it was still ultimately Tyler and not Klaus.

“Love?” He pressed when you didn’t immediately answer and you took in a deep breathe.

“I’m fine Nik, I just… I’m glad that you’re still alive even though I’m pissed off at you for not telling me sooner that you were alive,” You told him deciding it would be best to keep the fact that people’s touch had been burning you lately to yourself. Besides none of you had the time right now to figure out why it was suddenly burning you when someone else touched you. A small smile spread across his face as he looked at you and you gave him a little half smile before you let out a small sigh.

“Ok, so what do we do now?” You asked him and a serious expression spread across his face as he looked at you.

“Now, I bring you to the Lockwood Cellar where my original body is currently being hidden and then I will go and convince that Bennett witch to put me back in my original body I can’t stay in this one any longer that much is clear.” He stated as he stepped forward to take you in his arms so he could do just that but you took a quick step back your eyes widening.

“What? No! You’re not leaving me behind, I’m coming with you while you go to face Bonnie!” You shouted at him and he pressed his lips into a hard line annoyance and frustration flickering across his face as he looked at you.

“No you’re not, your life has already been in jeopardy once already today I won’t be putting at risk again, now come with me.” He made another grab for you but you jumped out of the way with a scuff as you rolled your eyes.

“No, I’m not. I’m not going to let you serquester me away in some dank and dusty cellar just because you think that I can’t handle Bonnie of all people, so I’m going with you whether you like it or not.” You stated as you crossed your arms over your chest and took another step away from him when he tried to grab you again. You glared at him and he glared right back his eyes full of annoyance and anger as he looked at you.

“No, you’re not.” He growled out his eyes glowing a faint reddish yellow and you could feel Tyler’s wolf trying to push his aura onto yours trying to force you into submission. But Tyler’s wolf’s aura was weak and pathetic when compared to your own and much more weak and pathetic when compared to Klaus’ natural wolf aura when he isn’t pushing his aura onto other people.

“Yes I am so either you take me with you or I follow you to wherever Bonnie is after you try and leave me behind, and trust me Nik it’s not going to be a hard thing to do Tyler’s scent is potent and lasting.” You threatened him. Tyler stared down at you still trying to push you into submission using his aura but you pushed back with your own. Determination filled your eyes as you stared at him and there was a very tense silence as the two of you continued to stare at each other. Sighing heavily he reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes and he kept his eyes closed for a solid minute while you smiled up at him already knowing that you had won this argument.

“You’re not going to give up on this are you?” He asked as he opened his eyes again to look down at you and you nodded your head.

“No I’m not, besides you’re going to need my help with Bonnie. You may be in Tyler’s body but you’re still Nik on the inside and she still hates your guts,” You stated and he made a face of agreement. He was silent for a moment again as he looked you over before sighing just as heavily as before and reluctantly nodding his head.

“Alright, fine. You can come, but the moment things start to get dangerous I’m getting you out of there, and more importantly the second I’m back in my original body I will be getting you out of there and there will be no complaints about it got it?” He bit out and your grin grew as you nodded your head.

“Understood now lets go, I’m tired of looking at Tyler’s used q-tip face,” You stated as you clapped your hands together. Tyler chuckled as he shook his head and took two quick strides towards you before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against his body. You ignored the way your skin blistered and burned at the contact, and the disgusted shiver that raced down your spine as well. God you couldn’t wait to get Klaus back in his original body to hopefully make this burning sensation go away.

“You do realize that once we do this, they’ll know about your connection to me and there will be no more hiding it after this,” He reminded you and you sighed softly.

“Yeah I know, but to be completely honest with you I haven’t been friends with them for a long time now and I think it’s time that they all realize that don’t you?” You asked him as you looked up at him and a wide pride filled smile spread across Tyler’s face as he looked down at you. In that moment you felt a weight lift off your shoulders a sense of freedom spreading throughout you as you realized that now you wouldn’t have to hide from them anymore. You wouldn’t have to be worried about them finding out you were with Klaus or that you were friends with his siblings. You were free now. Free to be friends with who you wished and to do what you wished without worrying about what the others would think or say about your actions. You were free to finally be you and it was the best feeling in the world right now. You grinned back up at Tyler and you felt his grip tighten just a fraction around your waist as he pressed you closer.

“Then lets go get my original body back,” He stated and in the next instant the world around you was nothing but a blur. You hid your face in Tyler’s chest trying to save yourself from the worst of the disorientation that speeding around like this caused you. It wasn’t until you felt Tyler come to a stand still and his arms slip away from your body that you lifted your head from his chest. Turning around your eyes widened slightly when you were greeted with not only the sight of the Old Witch House basement but also Bonnie and Jeremy standing a few feet away from the two of you. Their eyes were just as wide as yours as they looked between you and Tyler.

“(Y/N)?” Bonnie murmured as she looked between you and Tyler concern shinning brightly in her eyes.

“(Y/N)? Tyler? What are you two doing here? And Tyler I thought you were dead?” Jeremy asked the confusion and relief clear on his face as he took a step towards the two of you. Bonnie’s hand shot out grabbing a hold of Jeremy’s shoulder before he could get any further and at the same time Tyler was moving in front of you, shoving you behind him.

“Jeremy stop, that’s not Tyler,” Bonnie looked away from Jeremy and back towards the two of you. “Not entirely at least.” She finished. Jeremy’s brow furrowed as he looked from Bonnie and towards the two of you and he opened his mouth to say something but Bonnie cut him off.

“What are you doing here Klaus? Why do you have (Y/N)? What do you plan on doing to her?” Bonnie bit out. You bit the inside of your lip as you watched Tyler take a step towards the two of them.

“Nothing yet, so long as you do what I tell you too.” He threatened and you glanced from Tyler to Bonnie and Jeremy to see the two of them looking at Tyler with both anger and worry shinning in their eyes.

“And what is that?” Bonnie asked him and he smirked at the two of them.

“I want my original body back, now.” He ordered and both Bonnie and Jeremy tensed as they looked at him.

“What no way!”

“I can’t.” Bonnie and Jeremy said at the same time and you watched as Tyler tensed. You could feel his aura start to push out looking to force someone into submission and you clenched your fists besides you watching him closely waiting for him to launch into an attack.

“And why not? You had were able to put me in here in the frist place so, surely you should be able to put me back no problem,” He growled out and Bonnie audibly gulped.

“I did but I can’t now I’m not strong enough to do it now,” She said and Tyler let out a low growl as he took a step towards her. Jeremy reacted instantly by taking a step forward putting himself between Bonnie and Tyler not that it would do him much good when facing a hybrid.

“What do you mean you’re not strong enough to do it?” Tyler growled and you didn’t need to be looking at him to know that his eyes were most likely glowing right now. Bonnie shifted as she looked frantically between you and Tyler like you would be able to actually do something against him.

“I… I upset the spirits by trying to save Elena, I can’t use that kind of magic again it’s too dangerous,” She confessed and you froze. Your eyes widened as you felt your wolf slowly raise it’s head inside of you as you balled your hands into fists, a white hot anger began burning in your chest.

“What?” Your voice was terrifyingly calm as you stepped out fully from behind Tyler. Both Jeremy and Bonnie shared a confused look before turning those look onto you. You were currently doing everything that you could to hold back your wolf and the anger that was threatening to burn you alive at the very knowledge that there was a chance that Elena wasn’t dead. That the woman who was responsible for all of this, the woman who was at the epicenter of everything bad that had ever happened to you was actually still alive and not dead like she was supposed to fucking be.

“I,” Bonnie cleared her throat as she shared another look with Jeremy who shrugged his shoulders, “I upset the spirits trying to save Elena, she died with Damon’s blood in her system and she’s going through transition right now.” She looked back at you nervously. You nodded your head slowly as you pursed your lips and ran your tongue along your teeth. Breathing deeply through your nose you did your best to calm the wolf inside of you and your own anger as you felt your nails sharpening into points that bit into your skin. The pain was grounding to a point but it wasn’t enough to distract me from the anger or what Bonnie had just told you.

“So Elena’s on her way to becoming a vampire?” Your voice was still terrifyingly calm and you took a step forward out of Tyler’s reach when you felt his finger tips graze the back of your arm. Your mind raced with thoughts as you watched Bonnie slowly nod her head. Elena was still alive and even worse she was on her way to becoming a vampire. She was on her way to becoming an all immortal being who couldn’t die and wouldn’t die because Damon and Stefan wouldn’t let her but she was supposed to be dead. She should have died when Rebekah ran her off the fucking road. Her death was the only thing consoling you as you grieved for Nik and yet now here you were learning that she had escaped fucking death yet a-fucking-gain!

“Y-Yes, but she hasn’t drank any blood yet we’re trying to find an-” An animalistic growl cut Bonnie off and her eyes widened in fear as she looked at you. She shifted back half a step her hands rising up like she was trying to defend herself, as Jeremy took another step forward.

“(Y/N) what’s wrong with you?” Jeremy asked his arm out protectively in front of Bonnie. A humorless laugh escaped you as you shook your head and looked down at the ground the last of your control starting to slip away.

“Love, you need to calm down,” Tyler’s voice held a hint of warning to it and you stepped towards Jeremy and Bonnie again ignoring Tyler’s words as you looked back up at them.

“Things would be a lot better for me if your god damned sister would just stay fucking dead!” You shouted and this time Jeremy’s eyes widened the surprise in his eyes quickly being replaced with concern and anger.

“You don’t mean that (Y/N).” There was a hint of desperation in her tone as she took a step towards you but Jeremy held her back with his arm. Again you let out a humorless laugh that held just a hint of mania to it that had Jeremy forcing Bonnie to take another step back his eyes never leaving you.

“Hahaha no. No. No, I do, I do mean that. We would all be better off if Elena fucking Gilbert was dead. I mean just think about it, do you know who many people have died because of her? I mean if it wasn’t for her your aunt Jo would still be alive Jeremy, Alaric would still be alive, Caroline’s father would still be alive, Bonnie your mother wouldn’t be a vampire and your grandmother would still be alive, Vicky would still be alive too Jeremy, hell Caroline wouldn’t even be a vampire if it wasn’t for fucking Elena! Everyone would still be alive if it wasn’t for the cancer that is Elena Gilbert! So yes Bonnie I do mean I do wish that Elean would just fucking die already!” You screamed at them your anger finally getting the better of you. Your wolf was practically in control at this point as you growled low in your throat at all of them and they just stood there in shock.

“(Y/N)... please you have to calm down this-this isn’t you, I don’t know what Klaus has done to you but if you just clam down we can fix this ok?” Bonnie’s voice shook slightly as she spoke and you scuffed as you rolled your eyes. Stopping in your pacing you turned sharply on your heel to face them both a hard look on your face.

“See that’s where you’re wrong Bonnie, Nik and his family haven’t done anything to me in fact they’ve done more for me than Elena and the rest of you ever have, they’ve been there for me when the rest of you have been too busy dealing with Elena, helping Elena, saving Elena, Elena, Elena, Elena, it’s always been about Elena with you people. But with them,” You gestured to Tyler who was standing behind you never taking your eyes off of the worried/terrified look Bonnie and Jeremy were giving you.

“With them it’s actually about me, they actually care about me and you know what…” You trailed off as you slowly lowered your arm down a large smile spreading across your face when you saw Bonnie and Jeremy’s eyes widen when they noticed the claws that had extended on your hands. “I think it’s time I repay their kindness and get a little revenge for myself.” Your wolf was now more or less in control at this point as your eyes glowed yellow and before anyone could do anything you charged at Jeremy. Tackling him to the ground you landed a swift punch to his face causing him to stop any attempt at fighting back and allowing you to wrap both your hands around his neck.

“(Y/N)!” Bonnie shrieked from besides you. You dug your nails into Jeremy’s neck squeezing tightly as you snarled down at him. His hands flew up grabbing at your forearms trying to pull your hands off your neck as he bucked his hips but you didn’t even budge. Your anger and your wolf fueling your strength as you stayed where you were.

“Stay right there Bonnie or I rip little Gilberts throat out right now!” You shouted back at her and you looked away from Jeremy and towards her. She watched you her gaze flicking between you and Jeremy like she was waiting for you to do something, to say that you were joking, but when you didn’t took a step back from you both.

“(Y/N), please don’t! Let him go! Please!” She pleaded with you. You chuckled as you glanced over at Tyler to see him watching you with interested eyes and then you looked back at Bonnie. Truth be told you wanted to kill Jeremy right here and now, make Elena suffer in the way that you had because you knew that there was no one more important to Elena right now than her precious baby brother, not even the Salvatores. Of course he still had on that stupid ring so you’d have to take it off first before you could finish him off and while the idea of torturing him did sound appealing maybe you could use this all to your advantage to still accomplish your original goal. There was no way that Bonnie was going to buy you as the helpless hostage now, not after what you’d just done, but now you had a new bargaining chip one that was important to both Bonnie and Elena.

“Maybe, if you do something for me first.” Your voice was calm and held a saccharine sweetness to it as you looked away from Bonnie and back towards Jeremy tilting your head to the side. You loosened your grip just a fraction and he heaved in large gulps of air the color returning to his face.

“What? What do you want?” The desperation was clear in Bonnie’s voice as she looked between the two of you and threw a quick glance towards Tyler. Tyler hadn’t moved from his spot watching you with an increasing amount of interest. This was a side of you that he’d never seen either and he would be lying if he said it wasn’t a bit of a turn on watching you play the villain to people who were once your friends. He would also be lying if he said it wasn’t touching to see the extent that you were willing to go to in order to save him.

“I want you to put him back in his original body.” You stated plainly, gesturing with your head towards Tyler. Bonnie’s jaw clenched, her eyes filling with hatred as she glanced towards Tyler.

“I already told you that I can’t, I don’t have the strength to do it,” She stated. You nodded your head slowly as you began to squeeze Jeremy’s neck again cutting off his oxygen and digging the points of your claws into his neck.

“Well then, I highly suggest you find the strength to do so then because I have no problems killing Jeremy over and over again until you do find that strength, he is wearing the family ring after all.” Blood had started to pool around your claws, dripping down the curve of Jeremy’s neck as you added more pressure.

“(Y/N)! You don’t mean that! You can’t kill him!’ She shouted at you and you would have chuckled but Tyler beat you too it. Glancing away from Jeremy’s quickly reddening face and towards Tyler you saw him now leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and a smug look on his face.

“Oh but I think she can I think she fully intends on doing so. So, I would suggest you do as she says and what was it? Oh yes find the strength,” He commented and you returned the smirk that he was giving the both of you.

“I’d hurry up if I were you too Bonnie, Jeremy doesn’t look like he’s got a lot of air left in him.” You looked back down at Jeremy giving him a mock concerned look when you saw just how red his face had become. You loosened your grip on his neck just slightly and you felt as he started to breathe in air. Before he could take in a full breath or even start sucking down air you squeezed down again, pushing your nails further into his neck causing him make a pained sound. His nails clawed at you forearms trying to pull them off but you just smirked back at him his attempt doing little to move you.

“Ok! Ok! I’ll try! Please! Please just stop!” Bonnie shouted at you and you retracted your claws as you looked up at her again tilting your head to the side.

“I don’t see you trying,” You pointed out. She huffed at you and raised her hands up in front of her with her palms up and her eyes closed. Once she’d assumed the position you loosed your grip on Jeremy’s neck allowing him to breathe while Bonnie focused on casting the spell. It didn’t last long though because soon Bonnie’s face was twisting up in frustration, and she let out an annoyed huff dropping her hands to the side.

“I can’t do it. I told you I’m too weak, you’re just going to have to wait until I’m stronger,” She stated. A snarl rumbled out of your chest and your lips curled back to reveal your fangs as your grip on Jeremy’s neck tightened once again.

“Try. Again.” Your voice was barely more than a growl, and you were sure that had it been any closer to a full moon you would have turned right there.

“She… said she… can’t!” Jeremy chocked out from underneath you. You turned your snarl to him, lifting his head up you slammed it back down on the ground not enough to knock him out but enough to hurt.

“Shut up!” You shouted at him never taking your eyes off of Bonnie. “Try. Again.” You ordered her. Bonnie snapped her eyes closed and her hands shook as she raised them palm up and you loosened your grip on Jeremy’s neck again watching her closely. Her face was screwed up in concentration and her mouth moved silently muttering Latin under her breath. The more it failed to work the more frustrated she seemed to become and the more frustrated she became the more you squeezed Jeremy’s neck.

“I can’t! I can’t do it,” She shouted as she threw her hands down and opened her eyes again. “I already told you I upset the spirits enough as it is earlier, they won’t let me won’t let me access my magic for a spell this dark.” She whined again her wide eyes darting between you and Jeremy.

“Alright then,” You shrugged your shoulders. “Then I guess Jeremy dies.” Your claws sharpened and you dug them into Jeremy’s neck feeling around for his trachea so you could rip it out in front of her.

“I really hope you’re wearing that ring of yours Jeremy or, hehe oops,” You smirked down at him with a shrug of your shoulders.

“No! (Y/N) you can’t!” Bonnie shouted. Almost immediately after that you felt a pain surrounding your brain almost like your head was caught in a vice grip. Your grip around Jeremy’s neck loosened just a fraction as you winced feeling the pressure of the ancestors squeezing at your brain with their combined strength trying to get you to surrender, to stop what you were doing. But you wouldn’t stop, you didn’t want to stop, you wanted either Klaus back in his original body or you wanted revenge against Elena and you didn’t care who you had to kill to get what you wanted.

“Tell your ancestor dogs to back off Bonnie or else I’ll end their line here and now like it was supposed to end that night I activated my little curse,” You bit out through clenched teeth and when the pain didn’t immediately stop you spoke up again. “I will make it painful ancestors.” You added on. The ancestors held on for a moment longer increasing the pain for a moment before letting you go and disappearing.

When the pain stayed away for a few seconds you turned your attention back to Bonnie: “Do the spell now Bonnie.” You ordered.

Bonnie chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before taking a deep breath and raising up her hands again as she began chanting under her breath. The air around you crackled with power and goosebumps broke out along your skin as you finally let go of Jeremy’s neck and sat back. You looked behind you when you heard Tyler groan and a satisfied smile spread across your face as he fell to his knees reaching up and grabbing at his head. He continued to groan for a few moments while you climbed off of Jeremy and walked over to the stairs all while Bonnie continued chanting. The sensation of power in the air had faded away and yet Bonnie continued to chant from behind you, though you couldn’t find it in you to care too much. You were much to focused on Tyler and making sure that it was just Tyler in that body and not both him and Klaus.

“Bo… Bonnie!” Jeremy’s voice was scratchy and hoarse as she shouted for Bonnie.

“Tyler?” You asked him as he lifted his head out of his hands and looked up at you confused.

“(Y/N)? Jeremy? Bonnie? What the hell is going on? How did I get here? Where’s Caroline?” He asked but you didn’t wait around to see what would happen next. A large smile spread across your face as you raced up the stairs trying to get out of the house and to the Lockwood cellar as fast as you could. You made up only a few steps though when you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you waist and in the next second the world was nothing but a blur around you.

That as well only lasted a few seconds as in the next few moments you were standing with your back pressed against the tree staring into the eyes of a man you thought you would never see again. Your eyes searched Klaus’ face that emptiness you’d been feeling seemingly disappeared leaving you feeling light and full and oh so happy. Tears stung at your eyes, the frayed and broken pieces of yourself coming back together as you reached up and grabbed a hold of Klaus’ face. Holding his face in your hands made this feel all that much more real and you it had you doing the only thing you could think to do. You pulled his face down to yours crashing your lips onto his, it took him a few seconds before he finally caught on to what was happening and hurried to kiss you back. The kiss was anything but what you’d imagined your first kiss with him would be like. You’d imagined it being sweet and gentle with just a hint of possessiveness but this, this kis was anything but that. This kiss was all consuming, it took over your senses drowning you in his scent and in his touch, filling you with a warmth you’d never experienced before as the two of you poured all of your unsaid emotions into that kiss. As you poured all of your love, your anger, your frustration, your sadness, your hurt, into the kiss. It wasn’t until your lungs were burning the desire to breath becoming too much that you finally broke the kiss. Pushing at Klaus’ chest you held him there as you stared up into his nearly black eyes while he smirked down at you.

“That was quiet the hello kiss, love,” He murmured his thumbs rubbing at your waist through your shirt, though when his hands had gotten to your hips you hadn’t the faintest idea.

“If you… ever… ever do that… again I’ll… fucking kill you… immortal hybrid… or not… got it?” You heaved out in between gasps of air. Klaus chuckled as he reached up and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Instinctively you tilted your head into his touch.

“Duly noted love, though in my defense the body swap was the Bennett witch’s idea not mine,” He pointed out and you rolled your eyes.

“I don’t care whose idea it was, you pull a stunt like that again without telling me and I’ll kill you. Now kiss me again and then you’re going to take me back to the mansion before Rebekah burns this entire town to the ground.” You ordered him and he smirked down at you his hand coming to cup your cheek.

“Don’t get cocky now love, you’re not the one in charge here.” He teased you and you scuffed at him.

“Says you,” You teased right back and he grinned before pressing his lips against yours. This time the kiss was the sweet, passionate one that you’d been thinking would be your first kiss with him, and though it was short it was just as fantastic as you was just as fantastic as the other one.

“Hold on love.” He scooped you up bridal style, cradling you against his chest and he waited until your arms were wrapped around his neck before he took off running towards the mansion.

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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Box Of Kittens

Warnings: none

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Female Human Reader

Summary: In which Klaus tries to do something for Y/N to cheer her up.

You sat on your bed with a frown. You and your friends Caroline, Bonnie and Elena just had a big fight. Well, Bonnie, Elena and Caroline did but of course, Elena had to drag you into the fight. There was nothing against you in the fight but, they wanted you to pick a side.

But, you didn't want to pick a side. You loved all three of your best friends and didn't want to lose any of them. You were scared that you might lose one of them or all of them though. You just wanted to try to fix things between your best friends which, had not been going well so far.

As you were sitting there deep in thought, someone knocked on your bedroom door. It made you jump slightly since you had been distracted. You were honestly hoping it was not Bonnie, Caroline or Elena since you needed a break from the drama.

"Who is it?" You asked.

"It's Klaus. Can I come in love?" He asked. You sighed and got up and then walked over to your door and opened it. Klaus was standing there with a box. You looked at the items confused and then looked back up at him.

"Why did you bring a box?" You asked.

"Well, there is something inside of it for you." He said.

"I- well that's sweet but why?" You asked with a small chuckle.

"I herd about the squabble your three friends were having and that you got dragged into the middle of it so, I wanted to make you feel better." He said.

"Oh.. thank you." You said with a smile.

"Could I come in your room?" He asked with a chuckle.

"Sure." You said with a nod and moved to the side so Klaus could come in. He walked in and set the box down on your bed. The box oddly had some holes in it, almost like breathing holes. You were confused on what was in the box so you walked over to it. You examined it then looked back at Klaus.

"What's in the box?" You asked.

"Well-" Before he could respond, you her a little meow come from inside the box. You gasped and looked at the box and then walked back at Klaus.

"Is it kittens?!" You asked excitedly.

"Possibly." He said with a chuckle. You smiled and carefully opened the box. You looked inside and you saw for little kittens and they all looked up at you. You sat down on the bed and then carefully took each kitten out of the box.

They were playing and crawling all over you making you giggle. Klaus watched you play with the kittens and watching you made him smile. You gently snuggled them and then continued to play with them.

"So, how do you feel?" He asked.

"Happy." You giggled. "I mean how couldn't I be happy when you brought me 4 adorable baby kittens." You said with a smile.

"Good. I'm glad your happy love." He said with a smile and sat beside you. "The kittens are for you to keep too." He said.

"I- really?" You asked with a big grin.

"Yeah, really. They are yours." He chuckled. "And don't worry, I asked your mother if it was okay before hand." He said.

"Okay. Thank you Nik." You said with a smile.

"You're welcome." He said smiling back. You watched the kittens play together happily and then you looked back to Klaus who was not looking at the kittens but, looking at you. You smiled and bit your lip softly.

Then you decided to do something you had thought about doing for a long time. You leaned up and planted a soft, loving kiss to his lips. He was shocked but, kissed back. You had liked Klaus for a long time now but, little did you know, he felt the exact same way about you.

"I- sorry." You said with a soft chuckle.

"No, no.. it's okay love." He said with a smile.

"It is?" You asked.

"Yeah of course it's ok love. I mean, I feel the same way about you." He said. You smiled and then leaned up and kissed him again. He smiled and kissed back. You pulled back and looked into his gorgeous eyes.

"Can you... stay for the night then?" You asked.

"Of course love." He said. You smiled and the two of you kissed again. Looks like you were dating a Mikaelson now.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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lis-likes-fics · 6 months

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Mine

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x werewolf!Reader Word Count: 2.3k words Kink: Biting/Marking Warnings: NSFW, biting, claiming, fingering, oral (f!receiving), p in v, unprotected sex... A/N: Yeah, I'm so tired of writing smut rn but fuck it, we ball. we are halfway through (should be more than halfway but shhh) and we will persevere. Thanks for your patience and enjoy!

Your back slammed into the wall as Klaus' strong hands grasped your hips. His lips smacked against yours. You sighed against him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and weaving your fingers into his hair.

He took your lip between his teeth and bit down, kissing you again. Hungry lips moved to devour one another, tongues clashed and fought as the tension in the air turned to heavy heat. Your breath was loud, gasps and sighs escaping you at his touch.

His kiss was heaven, and your head spun as you tasted him. His hands moved to your sides, gripping you to bring you closer to him, even if your bodies were already pressed together so closely. You hummed when his lips pressed to your throat. His teeth darted out to nibble at your skin, red marks arising as he leaned your head back to continue his conquests.

"Klaus," you mumbled, your eyes fluttering shut and your mouth parting.

"You taste absolutely delicious, little pup," he smirked, his teeth clasping around your shoulder in a rather large almost-bite.

You moaned when his large hand came up to cup your breast and grasped, sending beautiful sensations straight to your core as another muffled moan slipped from your throat where he bit and sucked and lapped at your skin.

You were already high off his pleasure. Your body felt so alive.

“Fuck,” you gasped as his teeth brushed that special spot on your neck. You were like putty in his hands as he pressed into you harder, just to keep you from slipping down against the wall as you melted against him. He held you tighter, his grip bruising, and bared as if he was going to take a bite out of you.

You gasped when he took hold of your shirt and ripped it from your body with a foul tear. When you went to moan his name again, he silenced you with his lips, biting down on yours again but fore finding your neck and your shoulder and down to the skin of your breasts peeking out of your bra.

His hunger for you was endless as he continued to suck and bite, pulling blood underneath the surface of your skin and creating mark after mark in his quest to claim you.

And he didn't stop there. His mouth traveled further until he was breaching your jeans, working at them as he lavished teeth and tongue at your belly.

Just looking down at him now, you could see how many marks were beginning to form all over you. He was marking his territory, staking his claim like a painter to a finished work of art.

He pulled your jeans down your legs, but he skips straight to your thighs with the intention of marking you up there as well. It takes everything you have to stay standing, to avoid melting in his hold as his hands keep you still by your hips and his lips lavish your skin.

He continued the graze of his teeth until your panties were being slipped down your legs. You were bare, the bottom half of your body entirely naked for him to gaze upon and admire. You held onto his shoulders as he grasped your waist, licking your lips while you took his shirt in your hands and pulled it off of him to expose the expanse of his chest. He was strong and lean, and it showed.

You felt his fingers first, his middle finger brushing through your folds all of the sudden to collect your wetness on his digits with a groan. “I haven’t even touched you, and you’re dripping,” Klaus smiled. “Is this all for me, little pup?”

You let out a breathy moan as you nodded. “Yeah. All for you.” He smirked proudly at you, his grin crooked and his eyes dark with lust. His middle finger buried itself inside of you, sinking in all the way as he curled it against that spongy spot within you. A moan slipped past your lips, too loud and too exposing as your hips moved with the curl of his finger.

He coaxed you with his finger a while longer before pulling it out of you, listening interestedly to your disappointed sigh. You watched as he stuck his finger soaked in your arousal between his lips and sucked. You bit your lip.

He hummed, “Absolutely divine.” And then he went in for a better taste.

Klaus leaned forward and your lips parted so delicately when his tongue darted out to lick you. Your breath hitched, halting in your throat as his hot tongue delved between your folds. Like fire coursing through your veins, the warmth consumed you. You melted into him and your hips jerked, seeking his mouth.

His lips wrapped around your pussy, tasting you with an intoxicated moan. When he sucked on your clit, your breath trembled and a whimper managed to weave its way through your vocal chords. His talented tongue glided through your folds, plunging inside of you. He was addicted to your taste as he hummed against you.

He separated from you for a moment to look at you, replacing his tongue with two thick fingers as he stuffed you with them, curling and pumping and spreading them inside you. His lips were swollen from being kissed and bitten, wet with spit and arousal. He stared at you with dark, primal eyes.

“Do you like that, pet?” You mewled. “I know you do. I can hear it in your pretty little moans, I can feel it in the way you squeeze around my fingers…”

“It feels so good,” you sighed, nodding and allowing your hips to seek him out.

He buried his face between your legs again, pulling a leg over his shoulder as he did. His tongue flicked at your clit and drove you insane, worse when he sucked in it. It was not long before you were begging him to let you come, and he didn't deny you. He wanted to taste all of you, conquer all of you.

"Come, darling. Let go for me. Let me taste you,” he urged, curling his fingers and rubbing at your clit with his thumb. Your body shuddered as you clenched tightly around his fingers, a moan slipping from your lips as you gasped. His hot tongue lapped against you, dipping inside of you to collect everything you gave to him. He grasped your thigh to keep you still as he kept you spread for him, loving every moment of being on his knees for you and watching you come undone.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Look at you. So beautiful.”

You carded your fingers through his hair as you came down, taking a breath and smiling. “Not so bad yourself, handsome.” He raised a playful brow at you, taking hold of you as he hoisted your other leg onto his other shoulder and stood. He carried you on his shoulders like you weighed nothing, and you held onto him as you laughed, hoping he wouldn’t drop you on the way to the bed.

Klaus dropped you onto the bed, smiling down at you as he climbed over the bed and over your body and kissed you, bending down to devour your lips and add a few more bite marks and hickeys to your flesh (as if you hadn’t already received enough of them).

When you heard the sound of his belt buckle clinking, you shuddered against him and tightened your legs around his waist. He took your lip between his teeth and tried not to bite too hard before he unfastened your legs around him and turned you over onto your belly. You moaned at the idea, readjusting yourself to stand on your hands and knees as he grabbed your ass and kneaded the flesh in his hand.

He kissed your shoulder, humming to himself at the new territory he had yet to make his mark on. “I’m going to fill you now, my little pup. I’ll have you trembling before long.”

You already were as a shudder ran down your spine. “Please do.”

He smiled to himself, taking himself from his pants as he pulled down down and off his legs. You could feel his hot length pressing against your fold, sighing at the feeling as he took himself in his hand and pumped his cock twice.

When he entered you, you gasped. Your mouth fell open and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his cock made you feel nice and full as he pushed in inch by delicious inch. “Be a good pet and moan for me,” he groaned. You clenched around his cock and felt a moan slip from your lips.

His cock slid in and out of you in long, slow strokes as he filled you to the brim. You bit down on your bottom lip, your eyes closing as you breathed a heavy sigh. As you continued to tighten around him, he grasped your waist tighter and tighter, pushing himself deep inside of you as he slowly lost a grip on his measured thrusts. A groan rumbled in his chest as he sighed. He was hardly slow or gentle as he rocked in and out of your squeezing cunt. He was paced, although his rough thrusts were not as forgiving anymore, and they left you pleading for more. You threw your head back as a stifled moan caught in your throat.

“Fuck, Klaus,” you huffed.

Rather than respond, he just bent down to press his chest to your back as his lips and teeth continued their conquest. His teeth were not as dull as he became more and more consumed by pleasure. The dull cut of his fangs grazed the skin of your back.

The pleasure echoed off your bones just as your sounds echoed off the walls of the bedroom. Your open mouth was unrestrained with noise of lust and passion. The arousal was leaking down your flesh, painting the insides of your thighs like a canvas, offering a generous lather of paint to the space. His cock spearing into you made the dirtiest sounds—skin on skin, wet against wet.

You fist the sheets as he fucked you. One of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly as he pulled you back to meet his thrusts. Your legs were a trembling mess, your arms were slowly dwindling in the strength they needed to hold you up. You lost track of your moans, you could hardly hear yourself begging Klaus to keep going.

"More," you begged, despite the loss of breath in your lungs, despite the haze of your mind. You chased the pleasure, pleading for it to swallow you whole as you took all that he gave you. "Please, more." He cursed under his breath.

He braced one hand next to your head as you reached out to grab it. His breath was loud in your ear, full of broken moans disguised as heavy grunts.

"I like you begging," he purred in your ear.

You clenched around him, whimpering at the feeling of his cock keeping you full as his hips thrust into you. "Please let me cum, Klaus," you moaned. "I need it, feels so good. Please."

He hummed deeply, satisfied with your pleas as he smiled. "Very well, then," he said, his thrusts becoming a little rougher and his hands gripping you a little tighter. You nearly cried out when his finger found your clit, pressing down and rubbing rhythmically as he worked to push you over the edge.

You were getting so close, addicted to the passionate rock of his cock inside you. Your pussy fluttered as you grew nearer and nearer to your release. You could tell he was close too, with the way his breaths become moans, the way his thrusts become a little bit more erratic.

“Klaus,” you gasped. “Klaus, please. Gonna cum!”

He kept going, his breath fast and deep. "Cum for me, love." His thumb moved quicker, and the sparks went wild in your belly. You moaned deeply as you squeezed around his cock, your breath stuck in your throat for a moment as your orgasm washed over you.

He gripped you tighter by the hips, moaning at the feeling of your pussy fluttering around him as you clenched his cock in a snug fit inside you. He cursed under his breath, burying his head in the crook of your neck. You felt his sharp fangs graze your skin, teasing your flesh for a moment as he kept rocking into you. With a few rough thrusts of his hips, he buried his cock as far inside of you as he could go as he came.

Your vision blurred and you gasped when his teeth sunk into your skin, piercing your flesh and burning in your veins like a fierce ecstasy. He groaned roughly as he spilled inside of you, rutting his hips a couple more times as he rode out his high.

He pulled away from you, kissing the bite mark Imprinted into your skin as he claimed you with much more than a simple love bite. He sighed deeply, a pleased hum slipping past his lips before he pulled out of you.

You sat back on your knees as you caught your breath, bringing your hand to your shoulder where he'd buried his teeth. "Did you claim me?" you asked, looking up at him in surprise.

He disappeared one moment and reappeared in the next, a damp cloth in his hand as he rounded you once more. He wrapped an arm around you from behind and kissed your neck again, licking the skin and taking it between his teeth once more.

"You're mine," he whispered.

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starlightandfairies · 26 days

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Hiii 🫶🏼 I hope you're still up for doing an Elijah request! 🤗 I can't get this man out of my head haha

Soo it would be an idea where they met somewhere in Mystic Falls and immediately felt some bond between them, so it happens that they start falling in love (she's human but knows about vampires) but she's too afraid to get hurt so she also tries not to get too close to Elijah. One night he sees some stranger following her home from the Grill and even starts attacking her, Elijah is immediately there saving her and taking her home with him to treat her wounds (mostly some scratches) and he's just super worried. There she realizes that Elijah would never be the one hurting her and they finally share their feelings with a lot of kissing and cuddles afterwards and he holds her, telling how much she means to him.

Oh I hope this is not too weird at all 🙈❤️

Description: Upon meeting Elijah Mikaelson, the feelings start to come but in fear of being hurt, the reader decides to keep her walls up to protect herself. This changes after Elijah protects her after being attacked.

Warnings: fluff, small angst, physical assault (mild), she/her pronouns, maybe swearing?

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

Thanks so much for making this request! I can never get sick of Elijah, this man is always on my mind and please feel free to request again if you wish :) I really enjoyed writing this, thank you again :D

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 2,125

First Person's POV

Tonight at the Grill was a ‘live acoustics’ night, some of the performers were good and others were quite frankly not that great. Bonnie, Elena and Caroline were off on the next big adventure for the vampiric save-the-day business and while I knew about all the vampires, witches, werewolves and all that extra fun stuff. Besides Matt, I was the only human in the group and somehow I was pushed aside to be kept ‘safe; despite Matt always being dragged into the whirlpool of drama even if he didn’t want to be.

“The music is wonderful for the atmosphere tonight, don’t you agree?” That voice would haunt my dreams, haunt my every thought, I couldn’t fathom how gentle and warm a voice could sound. I glanced to the side, shooting a polite smile to the impeccably dressed man and nodded in agreement.

“I do agree, I feel like I’m in like a cute little romance story, the warm lighting and the music-“ I cut myself short, realising I was babbling to a random stranger who more than likely did not care for my ideas and thoughts.

“I can see how you would see that.” Oh, gosh- those eyes! That smile! This man would haunt me forever, picture perfect and everything I would want in a man. I continued to share a polite smile with the man, fiddling with the straw in my chocolate milkshake and turned myself slightly to face the man a little better.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you…?” Realising that he was waiting for my name, I placed my drink down and took his hand.

“Y/N L/N” He softly cupped my hand, shaking it and proceeded to share his name.

“Elijah Mikaelson.” I wish I could’ve hidden my reaction better, my eyes went wide, and my smile flattened for a moment before I quickly made sure to continue to be nice and polite. Elijah carefully rested my head on the bar, took a small sip of whatever his drink was and gazed at me with a quizzical look.

“You know who I am…” His tone was neither harsh nor hurt, Elijah seemed to have suspected my knowledge of his name and he even seemed curious by the idea of my knowledge.

“I know of your brother Niklaus… Elena told me about you, I think she might have exaggerated a bit. You don’t seem like the antagonist she kinda painted you out to be. From what I’ve heard, you’re the nicer brother… the noble one and I'm sure first glances can be deceiving but… I don’t know- you don’t seem like a bad man.” He briefly licked his lips, eyes shooting up to the ceiling and seemed to be contemplating his next moves.

“I suppose you know-“

“That you’re a…” I leaned closer to whisper so people passing by wouldn’t hear.

“An Original.”

“You don’t seem to be phased.”

“Team doppelgänger has built up my immunity to supernatural beings.” I let out a weak chuckle, cringing internally and turned my focus back on my drink. I wanted to keep speaking with him, I really did want to keep speaking with him but I knew the world that I happened to live in and I didn’t fancy the idea of being bait or hurt as collateral damage.

“It was really nice to meet you Elijah but I have to go.” He nodded, that handsome smile appearing once more, his actions made me gush and brought butterflies into my belly as he grabbed my jacket and assisted in placing it back on.

“I hope that you have a good evening, Y/N”

“Same to you Elijah.” He seemed to have a thought pop into his head, I stopped in my tracks, allowing for him to have the benefit of the doubt and give him the chance to speak his mind.

“May I have the pleasure of seeing you again?”

“Maybe… There’s always tomorrow.” I knew I had given myself away, I could feel my heart skip a beat, I’m sure he could hear it, his facial expression didn’t change but I could feel that he knew what I was feeling.

“Have a good evening,” I whispered, brushing past him to carry on my way.

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I had seen Elijah a couple of times since our first meeting, we had small conversations and I tried my best to conceal my heart, I didn't want to get close to this man despite enjoying his presence, his voice and the true appearance of his gentlemanly ways made me fall into a daydream greater than any story or dream I could ever have or read.

The next time I saw Elijah was three months after our first meeting, as I said we had multiple different meetings and they were all the greatest moments of my life despite how much I tried to protect my fragile heart. I had left my home for the park, I wanted to read outside of my home and get some fresh air away from the stuffiness of my bedroom. I rested the picnic blanket underneath a large tree, I read three chapters of my book before I felt a presence looming nearby, I placed the book to the side and stood up, surveying the area for a figure and jumped in my skin seeing Elijah approaching me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, may I join you?" I nodded, smiling at the man, watching as he unbuttoned his shirt and sat down with me on the picnic blanket. He gently picked my book up, staring at the cover with intrigue, I observed him with butterflies growing in my stomach, a blush wanting to form on my cheeks as I continued to drown in what was possibly a huge crush for the Original Vampire.

"Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi... I'm not sure I've heard of this one before."

"I doubt you would've, I don't exactly picture you reading a book like this?" He smiled, tilting his head slightly, a deep chuckle leaving his mouth and he handed me back the book.

"Why is that?"

"Well... I don't know, I picture you reading older books nothing from the late 20th century to the early 21st century." Elijah briefly nodded in agreement, I smiled proudly at my guess and fiddled with the tassels hanging off of my bookmark. The vampire took off his suit jacket and began rolling up the sleeves of his button-up, I bit the inside of my cheek, begging myself to remain calm and avoid giving away any kind of emotions being revealed.

"Enlighten me, will you though, please? What's it about?" I cleared my throat, leaning closer to him with joy forming, giddy that he was showing interest in something that I liked and enjoyed.

"It's the third book in the series, I've read it before, and this one is one of my favourites. Essentially the series is all about control some people have these powers and the leaders are trying to control these people. The relationship of the main characters is what I happen to enjoy the most about it, I love how Tahereh created their bond from..."

"Why did you stop?" Elijah gently questioned, his face furrowing in concern, I wanted to cringe but I forced the words out before I could let that show. Taking a deep breath, I turned my gaze back to him, scrunching my face up briefly and proceeded to explain to Elijah what was going through my head.

"Whenever I ramble on to the Salvatores and all that, it's clear that they don't care and I'm not wanting to force that onto you. I'm sorry." Elijah tutted, shaking his head and holding out his hand for me to take. Hesitating for a moment, I finally rested my hand in his, holding my breath for a moment and kept my eyes focused on him as he rested his other hand on top of mine.

"You do that too often, Y/N, I can see you trying to protect your heart and you have a wide range of information waiting to come out and you shut yourself down because you expect everyone else to do that. I hope you find someone... someone who makes you realise you don't need to do that."

"Could possibly end up being you, Elijah," I whispered.

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When someone unknown came into Mystic Falls, it was always a concerning event, the vampires were always the most suspicious of strangers and most of the time they were typically right for not trusting the stranger. It was late when I left the grill tonight, Elijah was growing on my mind more and more, and I would be hit with a wave of memories at random moments.

"Up ahead, there's an alley to your right, walk down it. Try anything-"

"Okay... I understand." I whispered, complying as I walked a little quicker and turned down the alleyway. I cried out as I was instantly shoved against the wall, my head ached and the world spun around me, I bit back a sob as I hit the ground and hissed as the gravel bit into my skin. I kicked off my heels, not fancying a broken ankle and lept to my feet running towards the street but missed as the man tackled me to the ground and which resulted in blood slightly trickling down my forehead and more cuts forming against my skin.

It felt like something out of a vampire movie, I heard a whoosh and then a light thud. Elijah appeared, holding the man against the wall effortlessly with one hand and easily compelled the man to walk off and not commit any sort of crime again. I let out a few sobs as the pain sunk in and the adrenaline started to fade away.

Elijah swooped me into his arms, effortlessly taking me to his mansion and rested me down on his obnoxiously large bed. He crouched down, gently cupping my face in his hands, observing my facial features and swiftly disappeared somewhere before running back.

"Are you okay?" He questioned, focusing on grabbing the things from the first-aid kit to treat my wounds.

"I'm okay..." I whispered, hissing as he wiped an alcohol wipe across the graze on my palm and watched as he apologised profusely for inflicting any added pain onto me. Elijah was so attentive to my needs, he cleaned the blood and dirt away from my cuts and grazes. Covering them with bandaids, doing what he could to assist in caring for me. It was as he was lingering for a moment, observing my form that I realised that Elijah Mikaelson would never hurt me. He would never cause any harm to me, Elijah Mikaelson would protect me and I knew that I wouldn't need to worry any longer.

"You wouldn't hurt me..." I whispered, staring at the vampire as he grasped my face and held eye contact with me.

"Y/N L/N I would never dream of hurting you, you... you're perfect... Y/N you are the epitome of perfect, I haven't met someone as intelligent, kind, sweet, and funny in a long time. Y/N I love you and I hope that you'll allow-" I pushed myself closer to him, carefully cupping his face to kiss the man who had possessed my dreams too often.

"Elijah, please, never let me go, I can't keep guarding myself-"

"Shhh, I've got you." He kissed my forehead, pulling me into his arms and pushing himself to lay against the headboard of his bed. I inhaled, holding onto the warm and mesmerising smell of his cologne, I curled into his chest and hummed gently as he rested another kiss on my forehead.

I felt protected, Elijah was my guardian angel, and he made me feel warm and gooey. Made me giddy and the butterflies a constant swarm in my belly, I fiddled with his hands, staring at the family ring that rested on his finger and glanced to him as he pulled my face to meet his. I hummed as he rested a kiss against my lips, sucking in another deep breath and curling in closer as he strokes my hair, his touch comforting and loving.

"Can I stay here? Just in your arms? Where I'm safe and with you, you Elijah who looks after me and takes the time to listen and know me?" Elijah's smile made the butterflies come to life, my cheeks flushed red and his simple words reassured me for an infinity of time.

"Always and forever."

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lanassgirlll · 6 months

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I so can u do a smut for Klaus.

Where he is on rut and is very horny but does not want reder to help him .

This goes very time when it's his that time of the month.

But now when he is again in rut and his wolf is more agressive because it's blood moon .

Reder convinces him to use her as his fuck toy to help him in his rut .

So we all know klaus is a rough sex of a guy now multiply it with 100000000 .

Yes he fucks reader in that kind of way and usees her as his toy without caring about her .

If u are not comfortable with this it's ok to say no .

Red sky

Klaus Mikaelson x Female Reader

Summary: Whenever there’s a full moon, Klaus always gets more aroused than he usually does around his girlfriend. No matter how many times she offers to help him, he always refuses, too afraid that he’d hurt her. But one night, when there’s a blood moon, a rare natural occurrence, he finally gives in and uses his girl just like she had said he can do.

Warnings: angst, smut, unprotected p in v, fingering, hair pulling, a little bit of choking?, oral (m receiving), let me know if i have missed anything, because i'm pretty sure that i have

Words: 3k

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Enjoy!

Sitting at the edge of the bed, Klaus was waiting for his girlfriend to come home and let her know that he's leaving for the night. There was going to be a full moon tonight and he usually left his girl alone for a day or two every month. He didn't like being away from her, but now when he was a hybrid, he had to make sure he wouldn't hurt her by being near her when his wolf wanted to come out.

He didn't turn often, but still he had to stay away. The sweet girl who he loved more than anything, always huffed and puffed whever he had to leave, saying that he didn't have to. She always says that she can protect herself if he did in fact try to hurt her, which she knew he's never do, but Klaus didn't trust himself enough to believe that. She was a powerful witch so if needed, she would protect herself, but Klaus never gave in. She always offered him her help and her support, yet she was always left disappointed, feeling like the hybrid didn't want her even though he had explained his reasons to her many times.

Klaus would always have his emotions even more hightened whenever a full moon came. His anger would be slighty worse than it usually is, his temper just as much. He'd get aggresive even, at times. But the worst thing of it all was how aroused he'd get around his girl whenever it was a full moon. He knew if he let go, and took her the way he needed, he'd hurt her.

It's not like they haven't tried before.

They had been together for two years. She's always helped him and been there for her, so it naturally hurt her when he started pushing her away and leaving every month. A few months after Klaus had broken his curse, the witch had finally convinced him to let go. And when he did, it didn't take long before he'd stop his actions with her. He could see that she was struggling with how rough he was being. He hated himself for hurting her and after that had happened, he never did it again.

Klaus looked over at the door, hearing his girl closing the front door of the house they now shared. He quickly stood from the bed and listened to her steps as she was making her way to their room.

Opening the door, she saw him standing in the middle of the room and smiled softly. She put her bag down on the small table next to the door and slowly made her way over to him.

''Hey Nik, I've missed you today.''

He was just stood there, hands behind his back without saying anyhting, already feeling himself get aroused just by looking at her. She wasn't even wearing anything revealing, since it was cold outside. The outfit she had on was a simple pair of black jeans and a puffy jacket. What was under it was a mystety for Klaus.

Before the witch could wrap her arms around him for a hug, he took a step back and took a deeo breath before speaking up.

''Tonight's a full moon. A blood moon actually.''

The girl frowned a little and put her hands in the pockets of her jacket.

''I know that. Does it- mean anything different for you?''

Klaus clenched his jaw, his anger rising for no reason. She had done nothing wrong and yet he was already angry?

''You're a witch. You're supposed to know, aren't you?''

She was a little taken back by his sudden anger and sighed, making her way over to the bed and sitting down at the edge where Klaus had been sat before she came in.

''Yes, I am a witch, and yes, I know about the blood moon. However, I'm afraid I don't know why you are anrgy with me all of a sudden, Nik.''

Klaus tried his best to control himself before he spoke up again.

''Then you know that it makes it worse for me tonight. You know I have to leave.''

Looking down at her feet, she sighed again. She was tired of his excuses about hurting her whenever it was a full moon.

''I do know that too, Nik. But it's not just hard for you. You know how much I hate sleeping alone, not knowing if you're safe and okay, but yet you leave me anyway just because you're too selfish.''

Realising what she had just said, the girl looked up at him and let a small shaky breath escape through her lips.

''I'm sorry, I didn't mean-''

Before she could finish her sentence, Klaus was stood in front of her, looking down at her with anger in his eyes.

''I'm selfish?! I've told you a thousand times, that I only want to keep you safe. I leave you, so I don't hurt you! How does that make me selfish?''

The witch has had enough of him. She stood up and glared up at him.

''You hurt me, by leaving me and pushing me away! All this time, all I have wanted was to help you. But you're too fucking stubborn to let me do it. I am not fragile Niklaus, I can keep protect myself and you know that damn well!''

Klaus was surprised by her outburst. She rarely yelled or got anrgy with him. In all honesty, whenever she got angry, he found it hot. And that just made the situation worse.

''You offer your help by offering your body.''

''Yes, because I know it is what you need, yet you deny and push me away.''

''Do you not remember the last time I accepted your help? Let me remind you, it did not end well.''

Clenching her jaw, she pressed her hand against his chest and pushed him back a little.

The second he felt her hand against his chest, he grabbed her wrist and pushed her down on the bed, making her fall down on her back.

''Niklaus what the hell?! Just let me help you, idiot. Stop being to damn tough all the time, I am your girlfriend for the love of God!''

The girl was back on her feet in the matter of seconds, looking up at him again. She knew he was angry, yet he was scared for her. She could see it in his eyes. She had also noticed the way his face reddened just the slightest bit when she touched his chest, she could see the way he looked at her. Hunger. That was what she saw in his eyes. He wanted her, she knew that, they both knew it. But he was scared, trying so hard to hold himself back from just giving in and taking what he wants.

''Nik... baby, please. I can see how hard you are trying to hold back. I've told you a million times that it's okay if you need me. You can do what you want.''

Klaus swore he heard a crack by clenching his jaw so hard. He craved her. He wanted to ruin her, to leave his marks all over her body, to take her over and over again until she begged him to stop.

''You don't know anything, love. You think you do, but you don't.''

The witch smiled softly at him and moved her hands up, gently putting them over his shoulders. She wasn't going to let him leave this time.

''Then show me. Tell me. Or simply just do it. I know how much you want to fuck me, Klaus, you're not hard to read when you're horny. Like now. You're giving it all away.''

Feeling her hands on his shoulders, he took a deep breath and stared at her. He knew what he wanted but the only thing going through his mind was the thought of hurting her. No matter how much he needed her, he had to stay away.

''I don't want to hurt you. This blood moon it- just makes it so much worse. If i give in now, I won't be able to stop until I've gotten what I need. You're human, love, you can't take all that. I'm scared I might actually break you.''

Sighing a little, she moved her hands away and slowly took off her jacket, showing that she was wearing yet another simple blouse under it. Putting it to the side, she looked up at him once again and drew in a breath.

''I can take anything you give me. I am not fragile, I'm not made out of glass. The one time we did this, I was only too worried for you that I couldn't focus enough, I was lost in my thoughts and that is why I started crying, but not because you hurt me. You could never do that.''

The witch slowly pushed her hand under his shirt, gently trading the pads of her fingers over his torso while looking him straight in the eyes. He had to give in, this time she knew he would.

Taking a deep breath, Klaus looked down at where her hand had disappeared under his shirt. He loved the feeling of her warm skin pressed against his. And at that moment, he snapped. He couldn't hold back anymore, he had to have all of her.

Putting one of his hands on her hip, he vamp sped to the wall, pushing her against it whilst wrapping his other hand around her little neck. Hearing her loud gasp at the sudden movement, he held her tightly and leaned his face closer to hers, their lips just a few centimeters away.

''Fine. You win. But remember that I warned you and now I will only stop once I have taken what I want.''

The girl nodded her head quickly, trying to move forward and kiss Klaus, but his grip around her neck kept her still. Whining quietly, she moved her hands and pulled on his shirt, wanting it off.

''Nik...''

He could hear the desperation in her voice. She craved him just as much as he did.

Finally he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her slowly and gently at first before quickly getting more eager. Klaus pushed his tongue inside her mouth, and used the opportunity to slip his hand under her blouse, putting it over her soft tummy, letting out a small groan into her mouth. He slowly pulled away and looked at his girl.

She was out of breath, a dark shade of red creeping up her face as she stared up at him. His hand was still wrapped around her neck and his hand was still under her blouse.

''You are the most beatiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.''

Klaus took his hand out of under her blouse and dragged her to the bed by her neck. He let go of her before turning her around and pushing her down so she was bent over the bed.

The witch loved being manhandled. Having Klaus be so rough with her turned her on so much, she thought she could come just by that. And they were just getting started.

As he was looking down at her, a smirk dancing on his lips, he gently put his hand through her hair before wrapping it around his fist and pulling it back harshly, a small whine leaving her.

''Do you like it when I'm rough with you, love? Hm? I bet you do. I bet that when I strip you of your clothes, you'd be dripping for me already, wouldn't you?''

Turning her head slightly to the side, she tried to look up at him. A small teasing smile took over her face before she spoke up.

''Is this all that you've got?''

He let go of her hair, instead pushing her head back down onto the matress. Slowly taking a step back, he took off his belt and threw it on the ground before unbuttoning his trousers and pulling them off. He didn't want to play games anymore, he wanted to have her.

Klaus then grabbed onto the hem of her jeans and ripped them apart, quickly pulling them off of her. She gasped and tried to look up at him, an anoyed expression on her face.

''Really, Nik?''

He only gave her a smirk in return. He got closer to her again, the bulge in his boxers pressing against her ass. He put his hands on her hips and held them tightly. The girl was sure, that the grip was tight enough to leave bruises on her skin.

''This is your last chance, love. If i start, I will not stop.''

Without saying anything, she pushed herself back, slowly grinding against him and letting out a small teasing moan. That was all that Klaus needed.

The hybrid pulled down his boxers before getting rid of the girl's panties as well. The need to come was the only thing he had in his mind at that moment. He brought his hand up, spitting in it before moving it back down and wrapping it around his cock, pumping himself a few times, a small groan leaving him.

The girl was curious about what he was doing. She tried to turn her head to look at him, but Klaus noticed that and instantly pushed her head back down once again. Before she could protest, she felt him pushing his cock between her dripping folds. She moaned softly and closed her eyes.

Klaus grabbed onto her hips again before slowly pushing inside of her. A moan escaped his lips as he threw his head back.

''Fuck.''

Whining a little, the girl tried to push herself back, needing more of him. She thought that she was just as desperate for this as he was.

''Klaus just do it already!''

He looked at her, his jaw clenching as he gripped her hips tighter. With one quick movement, he bottomed out inside of her, the tip of his cock hitting her cervix. The hybrid heard her cry out but he was too lost at the feeling to care. There was no going back.

Holding her, he started thrusting into her, fast and rough. He has never felt so good while having sex before. Klaus could already feel himself getting closer to the edge, even though he had just started.

Another moan left him. He brought his hand to his girl's ass and slapped it hard, loving the noise she let out at the feeling.

He kept thrusting his cock deep into her, almost pulling all the way out before slamming right back in, his balls rubbing against her clit.

He didn't notice when the witch came all over him the first time, he just kept up his pace, trying to reach his high.

''You're taking me to well. You're my little fuck toy, aren't you?''

He just couldn't help himself. He loved to praise her, knowing how much pleasure it brought to the both of them.

Klaus thrusted a few more times into her, a loud moan leaving him as he threw his head back again, his seed spilling deep into her.

He took a few seconds to calm his breathing before he slowly pulled out and flipped his girl over. She was now looking up at him with a pleading face as she tried to reach her hand down and grad a hold of his cock. He just stared at her, letting her touch him.

''Get off the bed and on your knees. Now.''

She quickly got up from the bed, giving him a small smile before slowly kneeling down into his feet, sliding her hands down his chest as she did so. When she looked at his cock, she was surprised it was still hard but she quickly got to work. She knew what Klaus wanted of her.

She gently wrapped her hand around his thick cock, giving it a few strokes, sliding her thumb over his tip every now and then. Hearing him moan her name under his breath, gave her all the confidence she needed.

The witch stood up a little bit so her face was right in front of his cock. She kept stroking him as she moved her other hand up to cup his balls in it, squeezing them gently.

Klaus looked down at her and groanded.

''You're teasing. I can't be having this right now.''

Moving his hands down, he held her hair back, pushing his cock to her lips. She instantly opened her mouth and mentally prepared herself for what was about to come.

Klaus smirked at her before roughly pushing himself into her mouth, starting to fuck her throat like it was her pussy. He ignored the sound of her chocking and gagging around him, just focusing on his own pleasure. He had never been more selfish in his life, and right now, he loved it.

He kept fuking her throat like his life depended on it. The girl was sure it's hurt days after that but she didn't care. All she cared about was him.

''You're such a good girl, love.''

He groaned and let go of her hair, patting her cheek with his hand whilst looking her straight in the eyes.

''When I come. you're gonna swallow it all like the good little come slut you are, okay?''

She couldn't do anything except just let him keep fucking her throat. When she felt him throb, she knew he was close. The witch felt him moving his hand to the back of her head, pushing it down, making her take his cock balls deep into her mouth as he came once again, spilling his hot seed down her throat.

He held her down for a few seconds after his orgasm had washed over him, making sure she swallowed everything he gave her. Klaus then slowly pulled out of her mouth and wiped the tears that had escaped her eyes with his thumb.

''You did so good, my love, but I am not quite done with you yet. Now get back on the bed.''

AN: This is bad, but it's only like my first try to bear with me, lol.

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Mikaelson Ball (Klaus)

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Summary: You attend the Mikaelson Ball, but not with who you expected.

Warnings: Angst (You Know I Have To Slip It In There), Fluffy Ending, Typical Mischievous Kol, Slight Caroline Slander, Klaus Being Idiotic. Let Me Know If I Forgot Something

Word Count: 3.4k (My longest one yet!)

A/N: Hey guys! This has been sitting in my drafts for a while now and I thought it was about time I shared it with you all. Obviously, this was inspired by the iconic Mikaelson Ball episode, Dangerous Liaisons, and I had a lot of fun writing this one shot. As always, thank you all so much for reading! I truly appreciate it and I hope you all enjoy! Feel free leave a comment or submit a travel request. Have a wonderful day!

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Despondently, you stand on the balcony of the Mikaelson residence, looking out at the lightly illuminated forest before you. Morosely sipping on the champagne in your hand, you wonder how you had gotten to feel so foolish this evening. Had you read too much into the flirtatious rapport you and Klaus maintained?

When he invited you to his family’s ball, you thought it was his way of finally asking you on a date after months spent charming you, but you are beginning to see that was an erroneous assumption. The Mikaelson had not spared one glance at you all evening, instead devoting all of his attention to a young blonde you now have an unfair disdain for.

While there is clearly a significant class distinction between you and his family, was it preposterous to assume that the continual late-night visits and luxurious gifts he bestowed you with symbolized more than the bonding between friends? Perhaps it truly is just custom to the upper echelon. Finishing off your glass, you contemplate if you should just go home early and save yourself from any further embarrassment.

“Not much of a party person are you, darling?”

You spin around, startled by the sudden intrusion– hand clutching at your chest, willing your frantically beating heart to calm. “You scared me,” you announce to the interloper, relief filling you as you take in the sight of a handsome brunet– his dark eyes alight with mischief. The corners of his lips lift into a wicked grin, sending a rush of excitement to your abdomen. “My apologies,” he states, kissing the knuckles of your hand, “I don’t believe we’ve met. Kol Mikaelson.”

Your eyes widen at the revelation of his name, recognizing him to be one of Klaus’s many siblings. “Might I add, you look radiant tonight,” the Mikaelson continues with a charismatic smile, his eyes devouring every inch of your body. A light blush paints your cheeks. At least someone noticed.

“Thank you. I see you’re just as charming as your brother.”

The brunet frowns at your statement and you realize he must not know the connection. “I’m Y/N, Klaus’s friend,” you introduce yourself– the word tugging at the seams of your heart. You despise how reckless you were, taking the hybrid’s flirty nature to heart, especially now seeing how flirtatious his brother is. It is clearly within the nature of the family to be so winsome and you fell for it, developing feelings that will be nearly impossible to get over. Your propensity to fall in love too easily has yet again damned you to heavy heartache.

“Ah, so you’re the pretty little thing that has captured my brother’s attention,” Kol acknowledges, causing a bitter chuckle to fall from your lips.

“No, I am afraid that position belongs to someone else,” you inform the younger Mikaelson, his brows drawing in confusion. You don’t allow him much time to ponder as you begin moving towards the inside of the manor, announcing your departure as you have opted not to torture yourself any longer.

“Wait,” the vampire stops you, grabbing at your wrist, “Stay. At least allow me a dance.”

You contemplate his offer, not wanting to linger around the manor any longer, but also having dedicated so much time to prep yourself for the ball, it would be a shame to let most of that effort go to waste. Besides, when is the next time you would have the opportunity to attend such a glamorous event? Reluctantly, you agree to Kol’s proposal, emphasizing you were staying for a singular dance.

The Mikaelson smiles devilishly at you, “Perfect.” He offers out his arm and you accept it, allowing him to lead you into the grand room where he tells you to wait for him at the bottom of the steps.

A voice rings out from the stairs you just descended, garnering the attention of Mikaelsons’ guests. You watch the family gather on the beautifully decorated stairway, awed by their beauty. Each member had their own unique allure that demanded your attention– none more so than that of Niklaus Mikaelson. The suit– perfectly tailored to accentuate his physical build– was a sharp contrast to the typical Henley and jeans you see the Mikaelson wear. His mussed curls were brushed back highlighting the delicate beauty of his face. His physicality combined with the effortless, smug way he carried himself had you wanting to swoon. Your envy of the blonde deepens as your heart aches, longing for nothing more than to be by his side.

As if feeling your desire, for the first time this evening, Klaus’s gaze flits to yours and the hybrid is left mystified. He always thought you a true beauty, but to see it accentuated so magnificently left him speechless. His eyes linger, longer than he intended as he takes in the sight of you, hoping to burn the image in his mind. Pride swells in his chest as he takes note of the silver pendant dangling from your neck– the one he gave you a week ago. One of his most valued treasures.

You feel vulnerable under the intensity of his gaze, tearing your eyes away as the emotion swarming in you becomes too much to handle. You find Kol whose gaze is already waiting for you. He sends you a perilous wink, provoking his older brother’s ill temper.

“Welcome. Thank you for joining us,” the Mikaelson sibling announces to his guests for the evening, commanding the grand room.

“You know, whenever my mother brings our family together like this, it’s tradition for us to commence the evening with a dance.”

Unknowingly, your eyes drift back to Klaus, watching as he stands with his family in all of his grandeur. Visibly distinct from his siblings as his neck is adorned in white rather than the typical black bowtie of his siblings– a symbol of just how exceptional he is.

"Tonight's pick is a centuries-old waltz, so if all of you could please find yourselves a partner, please join us in the ballroom."

The room erupts with excited chatter as you stifle a groan. Your luck would have it that the one dance you agree to is a centuries-old waltz you have never performed before. Is it not bad enough that you have to deal with the self-humiliation of misreading all of Klaus’s advances, but now you will have to face an additional layer of public humiliation?

Kol is quick to meet you at the bottom of the stairs, as promised, holding his arm out for you. Reluctantly, you wrap your arm around his, confessing your inexperience as he leads you into the grandiose ballroom, lining up with the other dancers. “Don’t worry, darling. Follow my lead and you will be fine,” he reassures, smiling down at you with that devilish grin– oddly bringing you comfort.

The gentle strumming of a guitar begins as the two of you walk forward in time with the music– hands crossed in front of each other’s. Following Kol’s lead, you take another step forward, turning to face the line opposite of you. Sneaking a glance at the Mikaelson you love, you are alarmed by the animosity in his leer. You instinctively draw yourself closer to the younger Mikaelson as if his presence could protect you from Klaus’s enmity. Curious by your sudden action, Kol follows your gaze, finding the malevolent glare of his older brother– a devious grin plastering his face.

Due to the irksome rule his mother set in place of keeping peace with the people of Mystic Falls, Kol has been forced to find his amusement in other ways, like using his brother’s new plaything to make the hybrid jealous. His goal is to see how long his brother will allow him to seduce you before he snaps and causes a scene. He knows he’s playing a dangerous game, but Kol has always been enticed by danger.

A gasp escapes your lips as you are unexpectedly spun by the brunet– unprepared for the sudden movement. “Relax, darling,” Kol whispers in your ear, taking note of how stiff you are. You breathe deeply, letting the breath settle all of your nerves as you slowly give your trust over to the vampire. As instructed, you follow Kol’s lead allowing him to waltz you in a circle, traveling around the ballroom. You are quick to realize that the steps of the waltz are quite repetitive and, after a while, take no effort for you to enact. All the while, whispers of jokes and compliments have you truly relax in the Mikaelson’s arms as you giggle at his antics.

From across the room, Klaus surveys the two of you lividly. The one thing he asked of his siblings tonight was to leave you alone, and yet, there his brother was twirling you around the ballroom. He knows Kol is doing this to anger him, but he can’t help satisfying his brother’s childish urge to incense him when he watches how close the two of you are becoming. That same dazzling smile you greet him with every night is now being given to his infernal younger brother. That captivating laugh that softened the hardest parts of him was now in response to his pestilent younger brother. Those decadent curves he’s been waiting to run his hands over were now being held by his soon-to-be-dead younger brother. The hybrid begrudgingly tears his eyes away from the scene, knowing that if he does not distract himself soon, a spectacle will be made. So, he returns his attention to the blonde vampire in his arms and continues to charm her as all part of his master plan.

As you continue the steps, Kol leans in to whisper in your ear once more. Instead of the humorous observation you were expecting, he tells you, “This is the part where I leave you.”

You are not allowed time to react before you are spun out of the vampire’s arms into those of another Mikaelson sibling. As soon as the older Mikaelson’s arm wraps around you, you continue the repetitive steps, traveling in the opposite direction.

“You must be Y/N,” he speaks and you provide a nod of confirmation. “And you are?” you ask of the vampire– unsure of which Mikaelson brother you are speaking with now.

“Forgive me. I assumed with how special you are to Niklaus he would have informed you about the rest of his family. I am Elijah.”

An uncontained scoff exits your lips and the Original questions his previous statement, “Did I say something wrong?”

“It’s just that you’re the second sibling to say that to me, and yet, Klaus has not spoken to me all night.”

Elijah’s lips purse at the statement– curious as to why his brother neglected you when he made it very clear you were to remain off limits due to your status in his life. He is even more perplexed when he takes note of the pendant on your neck– a highly valuable item his brother accrued. Klaus swore that pendant would only grace the neck of the woman he deemed exemplary enough to wear it.

Nothing else of substance is exchanged between you and Elijah and the dance soon draws to an end. Bowing as you depart, Kol is by your side in an instant– arm being placed delicately on your shoulder.

“You are playing a dangerous game, Kol,” Elijah forewarns his younger brother, doing nothing to dissuade the mischievous Mikaelson.

“I’m sure I don’t know what you mean, brother. I’m just keeping Y/N company.”

Kol takes your arm, leading you away from his sibling and the rest of the ball. Unseen by you as you walk towards the front of the manor, Kol passes by the infuriated hybrid, taunting him with a wink. The seemingly trivial action pushes Klaus over the edge, having him lurch toward his treacherous brother– ready to tear out his liver. Fortunately for the younger Mikaelson, Finn had already anticipated his ill-tempered brother’s reaction and put a stop to any harm that would be done to Kol.

“You didn’t have to walk me to my car, Kol. Thank you,” you state to the vampire once you reach the old Camry that has been with you since your high school graduation.

“Mother would be furious if she found out I let a lady walk to her car alone.”

You smile up at the Mikaelson brother who kept you company for the duration of your evening. Thankful to him for unknowingly saving you from your own humiliation, you give the brunet a quick peck on the cheek, sending a streak of envy through the lurking hybrid waiting to have a moment alone with you.

“Well, tell your mother she throws a lovely ball. And thank you for the dance, it turned out to be quite nice.”

The two of you part ways– Kol leaving a final kiss on your knuckles. You rummage through the small purse you brought with you, looking for your keys, when a new voice calls out to you– one you ironically dread to hear.

“Leaving so soon? And without a goodbye.”

You turn to face Klaus, a dashing smile on his face, eyes shining with innocence as if he had done nothing wrong. “Saying goodbye implies that we even said hello in the first place,” you tell the hybrid rather bitterly, returning your attention to the retrieval of your keys.

“You’re mad at me,” he informs you as if you couldn’t figure out your own emotions. You don’t dignify him with a response, grabbing your keys and attempting to get in your car. “Come on, love. Talk to me,” Klaus pushes, further stoking your irritation with him.

“Oh, you mean like how you talked to me this evening after you were the one who invited me. Forgive me if I’m not overjoyed to see you after having been ignored,” you hiss at the Mikaelson. While you are aware you can’t fault him for your own romantic presumption, you can be angry that he invited you to an event and refused to speak. Klaus’s nostrils flare. How dare you be angry with him after you spent the evening romancing with his brother.

“Well, maybe if you weren’t so preoccupied fawning over my brother, I would have had the opportunity.” A humorless laugh leaves your lips.

“Me? Fawning? If anyone was doing any fawning tonight, it would be you with your pretty blonde date. Kol was there keeping me company while you were off galavanting with her, so don’t even try to make me out to be the villain. The only reason I even came here tonight was because you invited me. Had I known I was gonna end up being pawned off to your brother I would have stayed home! I thought this was a date, Klaus. I thought you were inviting me to be your date to the ball. Clearly, I was mistaken, so you do not get to play the victim here.”

Klaus does nothing but stare– the two of you too furious to have a productive conversation. You shake your head in incredulity at his behavior, having nothing left to say, and get into your car. How dare he be angry with you? And for what, dancing with his brother? He certainly lacked any intention of dancing with you himself. What did he expect? For you to show up and decorate the walls with your presence. The audacity of that man. You continue your rage as you drive back to your home, only relaxing once you feel the stream of hot water on your skin.

You exit your bathroom, towel wrapped tightly around your body as you shiver from the sharp temperature change. The warmth that encased you from your steamy shower becoming replaced by the chilly air of your drafty bedroom. You look towards your open bedroom window as a gust of cold air breezes by you– eyes rolling in annoyance. Typically, you leave your window open so Klaus can come in for his nightly visits, but you are in no mood to speak to the infuriating hybrid. You doubt he’ll be dropping by this evening anyway.

“Was that meant to keep me out, love?”

A frightened gasp escapes you as you quickly turn around, meeting a pair of familiar blue eyes. “You know, just because you’re a vampire and can move in silence, doesn’t mean you have to,” you scold the hybrid standing in your bedroom– back in his typical Henley and jeans. Your hand rests over your heart, willing it to recover from the scare.

He chuckles, amused by the oblivion of humans, “Ah, mortals. I forget how frightful you lot can be.” You roll your eyes at the Mikaelson, ignoring his apathetic statement. “What do you want, Klaus,” you harshly demand, tugging the towel closer to your body. He sighs, annoyed by your loitering emotions, “We’re still angry I see.”

“I am really not in the mood for this, so if you could kindly leave my house, that would be greatly appreciated.”

You turn your back on the hybrid, moving toward your dresser, hoping that he will be gone by the time you turn back around.

“I came here to apologize, love,” the Mikaelson admits, stilling your movements. If there was one thing you learned about Niklaus Mikaelson through all of the stories he shared, it was that he NEVER apologizes. “What,” you question, turning to face the hybrid, uncertain you heard him correctly.

“I’ve recently had a bit of a heart-to-heart and I realize that you are right.”

You sink to the foot of your bed– your brain having trouble processing the information it is being presented. “Okay,” you breathe, unsure of what else to say.

“I fancy you, Y/N.”

“Then why-”

“Caroline is just a mere distraction,” Klaus responds, having anticipated your next question, “You don’t live to be a thousand years old without acquiring a few enemies over the years. If anyone were to discover my feelings for you, they would use you as leverage. By devoting my attention to Caroline, she becomes the target while you remain safe. She means absolutely nothing to me.”

Silence hovers between the two of you as you analyze the gravity of this new information. All those nights you spent exchanging stories and laughing until sunrise were just as equally treasured by Klaus as by you. The flowers, the drawings, the jewelry, the little moments of silence, and the shared moments of vulnerability all were valued, all were cherished just as fondly. Your bond with the Original Hybrid had not been imagined, had not been one-sided. A smile graces your lips at this revelation. He cared for you– enough to put someone else’s life at risk. To parade around feigning love for someone so that you remained unharmed. Not only did that seem unfair to the girl, Caroline, but ironically idiotic for one of the most intelligent men you knew.

“Klaus, this has to be one of the stupidest things you have ever done,” you chuckle at the hybrid’s plan, “Rather than just confess your feelings for me, you opt to pretend to be in love with someone else so that I’m safe? You couldn’t have thought that would work.”

He frowns at your laughter– not expecting the conversation to go this way. In fact, this whole evening went rather unexpectedly for the Mikaelson. He had envisioned how the night was supposed to go, all everyone had to do was act accordingly. Now he is beginning to see not everyone is a pawn he can so easily move around.

“Yes, well, I had your safety in mind. The details were irrelevant.”

Your laughter echoes around the confines of your bedroom amused by his poor plan conceptualization. Klaus would be irritated by your laughter had it not become something he is obsessed with. And while you may think of his plan as silly and moronic, he knows how successful it was at keeping you safe, and that is all that mattered to him.

“I’m glad that you’re amused, love. May I be forgiven now?”

You smile up at Klaus unable to resist the charm of that smile. Walking towards the hybrid– the man that you adore– you bring your lips to his, finally fulfilling all of your fantasies. “I’ll consider that a yes,” the Mikaelson chuckles as you break away from the long-anticipated kiss.

"Put me through that again and I'll ram a stake so far up your-"

"Noted, love."

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ladymarvel27 · 1 year

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Niklaus: There must be at least one thing you like about me? Y/N: Yeah. Niklaus: And what is that? Y/N: Your elder brother.

#elijah mikaelson x oc #elijah mikaelson x y/n #elijah mikaelson the originals #elijah mikaelson incorrect quotes #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x female reader #elijah mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson

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babeydollx · 1 year

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"Just One More, Love."

Warnings: cursing, smut, daddy kink, p in v, unprotected sex, squirting

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Female Hybrid Reader

Summary: In which Klaus is insistent on Y/N squirting.

"Come on, just one more, love." He said as he thrusted into you. You moaned out loudly as Klaus continued his brutal pace, thrusting his cock into your already abused pussy. You cried out and shoved your face into your pillow as he continued to fuck you the same way. You rested your cheek on the pillow, resting your head on the left side so you could breathe.

"Fuck, I love this pussy." Klaus said as he groaned. You moaned with him as he continued to fuck him, his pace somehow getting even faster than it was before. "Oh fuck!" You moaned out as you felt your stomach begin to clench. You could feel a knot growing in the bottom of your stomach and you knew that your orgasm would be approaching soon.

"Fuck- daddy!" You moaned out. "What is it, love?" He said breathlessly as he continued to fuck you hard. You tried to get your words out but you couldn't. All you could do was just lay there and moan out, unable to form any words at all.

Klaus began to slow down his pace a little so you could speak to him. "I said, what is it, love?" He asked. "I- I'm gonna cum!" You moaned out loudly. You could feel a familiar knot brewing in the bottom of your stomach and you knew for a fact that you were going to cum any second now.

"Oh yeah? Does my baby have to cum?" Klaus asked with a smirk before moaning out himself. You nodded desperately as he continued to fuck you. He smirked and slapped your ass roughly before grabbing the now sensitive skin in his hand. "Come on then, cum, cum for daddy." He said.

With that your eyes rolled back and your whole body trembled as the coil inside of you finally snapped causing a scream to tear through your throat as you gushed hard all over your boyfriends dick. Klaus had came the same time you did, his cum painting your gummy walls. He stopped his thrusts and looked down to where the two of you were connected before a smirk danced across his lips.

"I- what? What is it?" You asked breathlessly as you attempted to catch your breath. "Fuck baby, you squirted." Klaus said with a smirk as he looked back up at you. You sat up on your elbows and saw the mess that you made causing your cheeks to burn up, your face turning as red as a tomato.

He smirked before leaning over to kiss your lips softly. "Don't be embarrassed, love. It was so fucking hot." Klaus said. "And it was so hot that I intend on making you do it again and again." He said with a smirk before winking at you. It was going to be a very long night.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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chaoticcollectivenightmare · 1 year

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Klaus Mikaelson would be a simp for a bullied girl would involve:

⭕️Not proofread

⭕️Not spell or grammer checked.

⭕️Translated with Google translator [German into English]

🔴READER IS 19 YEARS OLD

Ship that are included:

⚜ Klaus Mikaelson X Bullied! Human! Reader (Female Gender)

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Requested (?) by:

Now the headcanons:

⚜️You're going to high school and you finally have your senior year ahead of you. Because of *problems* you would have to repeat your class again.

⚜️Now how can you pass a class without being there?

⚜️You played sick all the time last year and got bad grades because of it.

⚜️You only skipped because a new girl came to your school. She came from New Orleans and moved to your area.

⚜️Your location was only 2 hours from New Orleans by car.

⚜️You used to have the best friends you could imagine but....

⚜️Nothing lasts forever.

⚜️The new girl is the most manipulative, insincere, controlling person in the world.

⚜️She turned all your schoolmates against you.

⚜️You know you weren't the perfect person but you didn't deserve it.

⚜️ Nobody deserves bullying.

⚜️Even if everyone is against you, you try to expose her as a liar.

⚜️You always lose against them.

⚜️And you feel that more every day. Mental or Psychic.

⚜️It was more mental violence but you kept getting bruises or scars.

⚜️ No broken bones or anything like that had happened yet.

⚜️ Now back to the present time. You would have to repeat the class again... but so would your bully.

⚜️And your bully was already planning to get her more attention again.

⚜️Well she had fun with you because you didn't tell anyone about the bullying because you were scared. But if it felt like the whole school was against you, she wouldn't get any more attention.

⚜️Then came the lie of the lies you think first.

⚜️She is apparent together with the original hybrid Klaus Mikaelson.

⚜️A lot of people would know who the original hybrid is because you are *near*.

⚜️You would also know because your mother once helped his sister Rebekah.

⚜️Your mothers would have to find *white oak wood* for Rebekah and was successful.

⚜️Well someone like Klaus Mikaelson would date you thought.

⚜️Plot twist: He wouldn't even know who she is.

⚜️If such a lie goes around, he would know it too.

⚜️He came to your high school one day during school to have a word with your bully.

⚜️Pushing her against the wall in the girls' bathroom and squeezing her neck was a word for Klaus to talk about.

⚜️What was surprising is that you were her savior. Well you just want to go to the toilet and his conversation was in the same toilet.

⚜️Where you came in you were scared but wanted to go back out immediately.

⚜️You just thought...... Sh*t

⚜️But Klaus let go of your bully and she came to breathe. He and you looked into each other's eyes. Somehow he wasn't that scary for you, more soothing. The fear of you somehow magically went away.

⚜️The moment would be destroyed when your bully ran out of the toilet and pushed you away.

⚜️You just fell to the door frame and looked after her.

⚜️ She must have forgotten to scream out of fear.

⚜️You turn around but don't see him anymore.

⚜️Well you went to the bathroom after and went back to class.

⚜️You're only thinking about meeting Klaus Mikaelson.

⚜️But oh Boi Klaus probably has a crush on you.

⚜️He wants to get to know you better.

⚜️That's why he's trying to get your attention.

⚜️You were very confused about it.

⚜️If you suddenly see Klaus Mikaelson in your favorite places, but then he suddenly disappears, you feel confused.

⚜️The feeling was like *Did I just see him or did I imagine it? *

⚜️You would rub your eyes again and again at the beginning to make sure he was really there.

⚜️The more he watches you, the more he is in love with you.

⚜️He doesn't understand how such a good person gets bullied by someone.

⚜️Would secretly always threaten your bully.

⚜️ Since Klaus came, school was back to you like it used to be.

⚜️ Almost like before. You can't forgive your old friends for what they did to you and you would *want* to go it alone.

⚜️ The first opportunity he took was to tutor you in history.

⚜️One day when you went home you almost cried because the story test was announced because the material was so difficult for you.

⚜️Suddenly Klaus said: "I could help you"

⚜️You would have panicked at first because he appeared a few meters in front of you but then you accepted thanks.

⚜️But you weren't so crazy that you invited him home immediately. You would meet him at a quiet coffee shop.

⚜️Where you talk about the fabric in the café days later, she came in. Your bully saw you and you almost had a panic attack.

⚜️Your bully wanted to come to you but Klaus turned around and she ran out of the café.

⚜️You looked at him gratefully.

⚜️Somehow you weren't afraid of him but everyone else around you was.

⚜️But you were already used to staring at people.

⚜️You and Klaus will become friends pretty quickly.

⚜️You wait each other's best friends.

⚜️It was great for Klaus that someone like you doesn't see him as a monster.

⚜️And for you it was great to have someone who likes you the way you are.

⚜️You would have a slight crush on him which then turns into real love.

⚜️Through Klaus you can talk to your parents about your bullying experience.

⚜️Your parents were shocked but would thank Klaus for protecting their little angel.

⚜️ Klaus buys you everything you want.

⚜️Would arrange a party for your birthday.

⚜️He's the first when they need a ride after school.

⚜️He loves to draw you and give you his drawings as gifts.

⚜️ When they finished school you would open up your feelings to him at graduation and he would reciprocate.

⚜️You would go to New Orleans with him and start your new life there with him.

⚜️ Even if you think you're not perfect for him, Klaus will always accept you and vice versa.

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Author Note

I'm sorry that I didn't go into the topic of bullying in detail because I was more focused on Simp! Klaus.

but I hope you enjoyed it

#klaus mikaelson #the originals #niklaus mikaelson #Niklaus Mikaelson headcanons #requested #klaus mikealson x reader #klaus mikaelson headcanon #the vampire diares #the originals fandom #the originals x reader #nik mikaelson headcanons #reader is female #rebekah mikaelson

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thesonofdio · 10 months

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The Gentelman from the bar

#theoriginals #klausmikaelsonxreader

Nouvelle-Orléans, 2016

Je m'appelle T/P T/N. J'ai 19 ans et je suis étudiante en fac de psychologie, dans la même que celle de mon amie Camille. En parlant d'elle je suis justement assise au comptoir du restaurant où elle travaille.

- Hey ! Salut T/P, dit-elle en venant me faire la bise. Désolée, je ne t'avais pas vu avant, j'étais en train de servir une table, s'excusat-elle.

- T'inquiète pas, la rassurais-je.

- Tu veut quelque chose ? Demanda-t-elle en allant derrière le comptoir.

- Hum... Un bourbon s'il te plaît, repondis-je en souriant.

Nous passames le reste de la soirée à discuter, il n'y avait presque personne dans le restaurant, à part un petit groupe d'adolescents qui riait ainsi qu'un blond assis seul à une table au fond.

Vers vingt-trois heure je décide de rentrer chez moi, fatiguée mais souriante. Camille n'allait pas tarder à fermer de toute façon. Je la salua de la main et partie en direction de mon petit studio qui est à quelques rues d'ici.

Au bout de dix minutes de marche, j'entends des pas briser le silence de la nuit. Sans me retourner j'accélère le pas. Je ne suis pas du genre à paniquer pour rien mais ce soir j'ai un mauvais pressentiment. Les pas accélèrent en même temps que moi et mon souffle ce coupe. La peur prend possession de moi alors que je l'entend maintenant courir vers moi. Je m'arrête nette, attendant n'importe quoi. Une collision, une phrase lourde, voire un mec débouler devant moi. Soudain on me saisit le bras violemment pour me forcer à me retourner. Cependant, d'un coup il me lâcha et poussa un petit crie grave et étouffé. Puis plus aucun mouvement. Et, encore plus étrange, il n'y a plus de bruit. Je prend alors mon courage à deux mains et me retourne doucement. Derrière moi ce tient le blond du restaurant. Et assommé à ses pieds se tenait celui que je déduis comme mon agresseur.

- Ça va ? Me demande t-il précipitamment en se raprochant rapidement de moi. Une mine inquièt sur le visage.

- Hum oui. Je crois, repondis-je en riant nerveusement. Seulement une larme dévala ma joue et trahi ma peur.

Le jeune homme me sourit doucement et me regarda gentiment en ouvrant ses bras. Tout naturellement je vint m'y réfugier. J'adore les câlins. Il me serra contre lui, et mes sanglots redoublèrent.

- Shhh... Il ne t'arriveras plus rien. Ne t'en fait pas. Shhhh... Ne pleure plus luv... Murmurait-il en me frottant le haut du crâne.

Je souffla un coup et me détacha enfin de lui après au moins cinq minutes.

- Désolée, j'ai trempée ton t-shirt avec mes pleures, je rigola nerveusement. Il me souria tendrement et me tendit la main.

- Klaus Mikaelson. Enchanté.

- T/P T/N, de même, repondis-je en là lui serrant.

Il se baissa et m'embrassa le dos de la main. Je rougis instantanément. Il est très élégant... J'adore !

- Je ne voudrais pas être impolis mais je pense qu'il serrait préférable que tu dorme chez moi ce soir, ce serait... Plus prudent, me dit-il en regardant autour de lui.

- Oh non, je ne voudrais pas vous déranger ! Repondis-je précipitement.

- Alors tout d'abord, tutois-moi. Et ensuite, si je te le propose c'est que ça ne me dérange pas le moins du monde luv... Il prononça ses dernier mots avec une voix beaucoup plus profonde ce qui me dit frissonner.

- D-Daccord, bégayais-je, rouge de la tête aux pieds.

- Bien...

A little one but i was thinking of do a next part, what do you think abt that ?

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mrsmikaelsxn · 1 year

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Santa Klaus

masterlist

pairing: niklaus mikaelson x female reader

warnings: fluff, some gore/blood, nikki being your lapdog, possesive, kissing, cursing, humor that was needed in tvd

summary: just some scenes of you and nik being a dream couple

a/n: idk with this one but these scenes popped into my head and i thought they were cute

song: paper rings - taylor swift

"Niklaus!" you snap at him, as he stands at the doorway covered in blood. You two were at a store and a guy accidentally backed into you. He decided that the man didn't deserve to see another day after bumping into your precious self.

"Sorry, love- actually no, he deserved it," Klaus shrugs holding his hands up.

"Well in that case... come a little closer," you giggle. He narrows his eyes at you, but of course listens. He takes a slow step into the room and freezes when he feels himself soaked in cold water.

You burst out laughing as he stares at the wall. He slowly turns to you, as you continue to laugh.

"Figured you needed a shower, you know, for all that blood," you get out in between you giggles.

"That's it, if I am cold, you're going to be cold too," he grins as he speeds towards you, bringing you into a cold hug.

"Nik! Let me go!"

"Now why would I do that?"

You were in the kitchen baking some cookies. You had the trays of them sitting on the stove as they cooled. You put some on a plate and turn around to get a paper towel. As you look back at the dish, you notice one missing.

"Hm, that's weird," you frowned. This then happened two more times, you realized it had to be Klaus. Either that or the cookies just happen to disappear.

"Nikki darling, stop being a baby and hiding," you pout. "Come out and face me like a real man," you try to say in a funny deep voice.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he suppresses a smirk.

"Do you take me for a fool Niklaus?"

"... no?" you bring your hand up and smack the back of his head.

"Hey, what was th-" you cut him off by pressing your lips on his. You swipe your tongue on his bottom lip so he opens his mouth. He does, and you allow your tongue to roam his mouth. You pull back a few moments later.

"Funny, you taste like chocolate chip cookies," you laugh and start to run away.

"You sneak!" Klaus yells as he speeds up to you, throwing you over his shoulder and smiling at your adorable giggles.

"AH!" Nik's high pitch scream reaches your ears while he jumps and covers his eyes.

You two were currently in the dark, watching a horror movie. You have seen it a few times already, so the jumpscares didn't bother you. The movie didn't interest you anymore either, but you watched it for the mere amusement you get from seeing Nik get scared.

"Nik don't be a wuss," you playfully roll your eyes.

"Did you see how that man looked?! He was- bloody hell!" Nik shouts as the guy popped up out of nowhere.

"Niklaus, you're as scary as that man to most-"

"Tosser! If I were still human, I would have died from a heart attack by now- fuck! Okay, love, that's it, we are watching something else"

He reaches over you and snatches the remote, putting on toy story.

"See, watching the story of toys that come to life is much more interesting. Don't you agree, love?"

"Sure... baby," you mutter with a grin. Laughter spills out of you when he attacks you with tickles.

It was Christmas, you were dressed in a lovely deep red gown and your hair and makeup was done. While you looked like royalty, across from you was a Nik in a Santa costume.

You had been trying to get him to do this for years, but he never agreed. He refused to have something as stupid as a Santa costume ruin his reputation.

He even said, "I wouldn't be caught dead wearing this bloody thing"

To which you replied, "oh well, then I suppose it's a good thing you are already technically dead," you shrug with a cheeky smile.

Now that he finally gave in, your bucket list has been completed. He said he wouldn't leave the house with it, but he didn't say you couldn't take pictures.

"I don't see what's wrong with it, you look great in my opinion," you gave his fake beard a little tug.

"Y/n this was a horrible idea," he shakes his head.

"I think it was a great one, Santa Klaus," you give him a bright smile.

"This was very unnecessary, love"

"Your siblings disagree," your pretty lips turn into a small smirk.

"I beg your pardon?!"

A few moments ago, you sent some pictures of him to a secret group chat you're in with his siblings. Nik - of course - isn't in this one. The one with all of you is full of threats he sends to his family who mess around with him.

The photos got you replys such as, "I can't believe you got Niklaus to finally agree to that, LOL," from Elijah. "You underestimate Nik's love for you," and "I'm going to print these out and tape them everywhere in the house," from Rebekah. As well as, "I bloody love you, darling," and "my brother is going to kill me for what I'm about to do with these," from Kol. Finn gave you a simple, "well done," which you almost rolled your eyes at his unenthusiastic message.

"Oops," you shrug with a fake innocence.

You were currently hunched over, laughing your arse off. You got Nik to wear an Easter Bunny costume. To your surprise, he let you paint whiskers on his face, along with a pink nose.

You finally are able to stop laughing, and look over his shoulder at the line of little children in a line, waiting to take picture with him.

"Go on, bunny. The kids are waiting," you peck his lips and pat his head.

"If you were anyone else you would be dead by now," he grumbles.

He was taking the pictures, when it was a new kids turn. You saw the fear in his eyes, you understood. You were also scared of the Easter Bunnies and Santa Clause's that you would see in stores and malls.

When he got to Nik, he sat on his right lap and started to cry. As you were about to go over, you hear Niklaus yelp as he quickly grabs the kid and lifts him off his lap and on to the floor.

You were confused when he rushed over to where you were standing, but burst out laughing with tears in your eyes as you saw a wet stain on his leg.

"Oh- m-my goodness! Th- this is gold!" you laugh out, grabbing your phone taking more pictures that you'll send to the groupchat later.

"Stupid children, I quit"

You and Nik were in some random fancy restaurant in Paris. You both knew nothing in french, so you though you would have some fun.

You planned out a fake scenario to get a reaction out of the people in there with you both.

You fake gasp loudly, grabbing peoples attention around you.

"You sick fool!" you place your hand on your chest as you dramatically stand up. "You cheated on me?! With my sister!"

The room fills with synchronized gasps from the people around you.

"Love! No, I would never!"

"I just saw a picture! I also got sent a photo of you with what looks like my best friend!" More gasps come around you as people look between you both in shock.

Nik stands up hiding his amusement.

"They are fake! I was going to propose to you tonight! He says pulling out a fake ring he found," holding it in front of you, people start whispering with interest at what was unfolding before their eyes.

"My friend had the same ring the last time I saw her! How could you," you slap him in the face, knowing he was going to whine about how that was not a part of the act, later. Gasps of shock chorus around while some people have their eyes wide, and some are laughing into their hands.

You turn and speed walk out as Nik follows. Once you get outside, you both burst out laughing after holding it in for so long. You hold out your hand for a first bump as he connects his fist with yours.

"Oh that was brillitant!" you smile, wiping fake tears from under your eyes.

"Did you see their faces, love? They were bloody hilarious," Nik grins.

"NIKLAUS! Y/N!" are the shouts from Kol and Elijah as they get covered with eggs and flour. You, Bex, and Nik set up a series of pranks to go off on them.

"Alright!" Bekah highfives you with a bright smile.

"Nikki we should do more pranks with Bex," you hug the girls waist.

"But pranks are our thing," he pouts.

"Now they are ours and Bex's," you give him a thumbs up.

"Yeah, Nikki- please don't dagger me again," Bekah says looking away from her brothers death glare.

"FUCK!" more shouts come from the kitchen.

You and Bekah were shopping with a grumpy Nik trailing behind you. You had been at this for at least three hours now and he wanted to go back and cuddle with you in bed.

You just tried on a tight club dress and stepped into the couch area were the other two were waiting.

While NIk was drooling over you, suddenly happy about shopping, Bex stood up and walked over to you.

"Perfect! You look so hot!" Nik nods as Rebekah's statement while still staring at you in awe. "Those boys through the window seem to agree with me," Bekah nods her head in the direction of the window where a small group of boys around your age were drinking in your figure.

Niks head snaps over to them and his face hardens. He stands up and walks over to you, wrapping his arm around your waist.

"You look bloody stunning as always, my love," he kisses your head. "We are buying this dress. You know, I don't know what I did to deserve you,"

"You didn't have to do anything," your lips tip upwards.

"Ugh, you two," Rebekah rolls her eyes. "Nik is not coming with us next time, you guys are too sappy, makes me sick," she sighs.

"Don't be jealous, Rebekah"

You were finishing up some final touches on a tray of pastries you baked for Nik. You made all his favorites and decorated them to look cute. You hear a knock on the door and look out the window. You see Nik at the door with flowers in his hands.

You open the door and smile at him, "Nikki, hello!"

"Hi, love," he smiles and pecks your lips. He hands you the flowers as he strolls in the house.

"Oh, Nik! Come in the kitchen"

You pick up the pastry tray after putting the flowers in a vase. "Tadaaa!"

"My favorites! Thank you, sweetheart," he kisses you.

"You are very welcome, thank you for the flowers"

"You are very welcome. I love you so much, you know"

"Of course I know, I also know that I love you so much too"

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honeybear-yammy · 1 year

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"Just One More, Love."

Warnings: cursing, smut, daddy kink, p in v, unprotected sex, squirting

Pairings: Klaus Mikaelson x Female Hybrid Reader

Summary: In which Klaus is insistent on Y/N squirting.

Kinktober Day 15 - Squirting

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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vanteguccir · 3 months

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family reunion | jasper hale

Jasper Hale x reader | Cullen family x reader (platonic) | Mikaelson family x reader (platonic)

Summary: When Edward decides to leave Bella behind for her own safety, Y/N take the lead to take the Cullens to the town where she grew up, with her only concern being how to explain for them her real there.

Warning: None.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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"Edward, if you really want to disappear... I know a place we can go." Y/N said, looking directly into the mind reader's eyes, hoping to see some kind of emotion there.

Y/N could imagine the mess that was in Edward's head, the fact that he had, or rather, wanted to leave Bella behind for the girl's own safety was killing him from the inside, and despite feeling angry at the quick choice he made, she couldn't judge him. Y/N could never see herself away from Jasper, just imagining the possibility made her frozen heart hurt.

"Where?" Rosalie chimed in, looking at Y/N waiting for her response.

"New Orleans." She responded a few seconds later, feeling everyone's eyes focus on her.

Everyone in the Cullen family had a story that began at their birth and, often, ended with their last breath before becoming creatures of the night, stories of when their surname was something else, not Cullen.

Each one took their own time to reveal this story to the others, but it was never difficult for Y/N, after all, her life was normal before anything else... Right?

The vampire was born in London, but at the age of thirteen she moved to New Orleans with her mother after her parents divorced for reasons that Y/N didn't know to this day. Her mother chose New Orleans based on the idea that her parents, Y/N's grandparents, lived there and her ancestors came from there too.

From the age of thirteen, Y/N discovered the culture of New Orleans and grew up surrounded by it: street parties, blues players on every corner, restaurants open 24 hours a day, bright night bars and so on. At least that's what Y/N told her new family.

The truth is that the girl came from a lineage of extremely strong and well-known witches in the supernatural world, the Mikaelsons. Anyone who is smart enough would have a question mark in their mind now, after all, the Mikaelsons who are still alive are all vampires and vampires don't procreate, right? Right!

But what if part of the story has never been told? Not in bedtime stories, at least.

Niklaus' father was not the only affair Esther had, the mother of the Mikaelson family had a thing for supernatural beings and, therefore, in addition to werewolves, Esther became involved with a great wizard at the time, from the Bishop lineage.

Wizards weren't as well known at the time, as everyone focused on the female image within witchcraft, sometimes with curious eyes and sometimes with evil ones, but that doesn't mean they didn't exist, and Esther not only found one, she had a daughter with him.

Five years before Esther decided to turn her children into bloodthirsty creatures, she gave birth to Agnes Bishop-Mikaelson. Knowing the gigantic problem it would create if she showed up at home with another daughter in her arms, after her 9-month "trip", and that the child was not Mikael's, Esther decided to leave Agnes with her father and pretend that she never existed, completely removing the name Mikaelson from the child.

And it worked, no one from the Bishop family ever looked for her throughout her life and eternity, but that doesn't mean that the story of having remnants of a Mikaelson in the family tree wasn't passed on.

And Y/N, from the age of thirteen, grew up surrounded by infinite grimoires of her lineage, listening to stories told by her grandparents and mother, finally being able to understand why she could make fire light out of nowhere or objects levitate.

But although the girl saw her magic as a salvation, it was her downfall as well.

After the death of her grandparents, her mother became lost in grief and loneliness, going to the other side of the veil a few months later, leaving Y/N alone in a world of supernatural beings who would do anything to kill her if they knew about her great-great grandmother.

It didn't take much for the story of Esther's secret daughter to be revealed, and consequently, the existence of Y/N. Beings from all over the United States began to appear to the girl, wanting her life in exchange for revenge, and then her ancestors began to haunt her dreams trying to help her, but Y/N didn't understand that, and the situation only left everything worse for her.

Until one day, a charming man wearing a suit that was too expensive to wear on any given day appeared at the door of her house, offering protection and help in exchange for explanations.

Elijah was extremely helpful after understanding what his mother did to the Bishop lineage, being grateful that Y/N had no reservations in showing him all the grimoires and diaries of her ancestors, revealing the complete truth.

And with that Y/N was welcomed by the Mikaelson family, being able to train her magic with Esther's grimoires too, despite not having any physical help, since Kol, one of the Mikaelson brothers, was sleeping in some kind of coffin and Freya was dead, or something like that.

But it was one night when Y/N was walking alone through the streets of New Orleans, eager to return to the home of who she considered family, when everything was stolen from her.

An old and strong enemy of Esther appeared accompanied by reinforcements and not even with all of Y/N's still little knowledge would she have been able to stop them, the girl had only recently started studying strong magic and blamed herself for it, despite it not being her fault.

The girl was kidnapped and taken to a warehouse far from the entrance to New Orleans, surrounded by orchards, where she was tortured for hours, or was it days?

With the little strength she had left, Y/N was able to escape a few meters away from the warehouse, and it was there that she was found by Esme, who at the time was looking for fragrant apples to decorate the counter of her temporary home with her family.

Y/N could never be able to thank Esme enough for saving her life that day, if it weren't for the eldest, she would not have survived, already extremely weak and with fractures that caused irreversible damage to her organs, which would only lead to a slow death. Therefore, when Esme arrived at his house suddenly with the young woman in his arms, Carlisle spared no time before transforming her.

And then Y/N Cullen's new life began. She knew that hiding the whole truth wasn't right, but the last thing she wanted was to put the Cullen family in danger, already putting them at risk enough just by being with them.

"Are you sure you're ready to go back there, my love?" Jasper's question interrupted Y/N's triggered memories, and the girl was momentarily grateful that, with her magic, she could block Edward's reading.

"Yes, it's time to face those fears. Pack your bags, we'll leave at nightfall." Y/N informed decisively, turning around and going to her shared room with Jasper, finally being able to take a deep breath and organize her mind.

She needed to tell them before they put a foot in New Orleans, the girl knew that Niklaus would know of her arrival within seconds and she definitely didn't want to cause any more drama.

Y/N took out her phone and opened the contacts, her finger hovering over Elijah's contact, sighing and closing her eyes tightly before locking the screen, her last meeting with the Mikaelsons wasn't one of the best; Niklaus demanded that Y/N return home, despite her type of vampire being different, while Rebekah blamed herself for not having protected her enough before that night and Elijah tried to calm the whole situation, also begging her with his eyes to return to them, they missed her company, but she knew she couldn't, not at the time.

The girl shook her head, trying to shake off the thoughts, and picked up her and Jasper's bags, starting to organize the piles of clothes that she would take for both of them.

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"There, everyone's ready?" Emmett asked after loading all the bags into the four cars and closing the trunk of the last one. Everyone responded with a simple wave and got into their respective cars, Y/N heading to the car she would use with Jasper, getting into the passenger seat and waiting for the long journey to begin.

"Baby, what's going on? Ever since you decided to take us to New Orleans you've been quiet. You know if you don't want to go there, we can aways choose another place-" Jasper began, his right hand on Y/N's thigh as his eyes remained on the road in front of him, casting quick glances at his girlfriend.

"No Jas, I'm fine, just thinking... I wasn't completely truthful with you guys about my life before I turned." She said, looking closely at Jasper, waiting to see his reaction, but only received a nod as if to say "you can continue, I'm all ears". "I think it would be better for everyone to listen." Y/N muttered, pulling out her phone and quickly starting a group call with one person from each car.

"Y/N? Unless Jasper lost his hand, I don't see why you're calling us. Your car looks great." Rosalie was the first to answer, being in the car behind Jasper and Y/N.

Y/N let out a laugh while Jasper rolled his eyes, Rosalie could be sarcastic when she wanted.

"Hello to you too, Rose. I'm just calling you all because I think I should tell you everything before we get to New Orleans. I wasn't completely truthful in the life story I told you before." Y/N began, beginning her long and tragic life story, smiling small when she had everyone's attention.

"This is all... Wow." Alice muttered from Edward's car. "How come I didn't see any of this?"

"Like I said, I'm a witch, and even with the transformation, for some reason, my magic wasn't interrupted or broken, in fact it became stronger and I have more control over it, that's why you only see me in some of your visions and Edward only hears some of my thoughts, I decide what you can see and hear." Y/N explained, seeing a sideways smile spread across Jasper's face, he knew she didn't mention him because she didn't hide her emotions from him, she never did.

"I think it's a lot of information to digest in a short amount of time, but we understand why you kept it from us for so long and I'm grateful that you wanted to protect us all." Carlisle took the lead, followed by "uhum's" from everyone, Y/N sighed in relief.

"When we get there, are we going to stay at this Mikaelsons' house or...?" Alice asked, looking out the window at the constantly changing landscape.

"We're going to the house I grew up in, I never sold or rented it. It must be dusty, but I promise it's big enough for all of us."

"Just the fact that I won't need to sleep with Edweirdo makes it good enough for me." Emmett joked, everyone laughing simultaneously, which calmed the tension.

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It didn't take long for the traditional "Welcome to New Orleans" sign to appear up ahead.

Y/N took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves, she couldn't imagine the Mikaelsons' reaction to seeing her again, so many years later. And she couldn't lie and say that she wasn't afraid of the Cullens' reaction to seeing what a mess her "other life" was.

The girl quickly took out her phone and opened the message group she shared with the Cullens.

"We arrived in the city that never sleeps, this is my home address, but you can just follow Jasper and I and we'll be there soon."

After sending the text, Y/N started giving Jasper directions to the entrances, trying not to look at the places they passed, as she knew she would get stuck in a memory loop. Finally, after many entrances, the girl saw the house where she spent her adolescence and early youth, smiling small as she felt her eyes fill with tears.

"It's that one over there." She said, pointing to the two-story house with a light pink fence in the front and pastel yellow curtains, just like her grandmother liked.

It wasn't long before the family found themselves unloading the suitcases from the cars and taking them to the living room, Emmett cracking jokes while Esme scolded him and Alice talked about all the clothing and shoe stores she saw on the way there.

A sound of approaching footsteps caught the family's attention, and they looked up to see a blond, green-eyed man approaching with an expression of anger and surprise.

"So it's true?" He spoke up, making Y/N freeze in the middle of the room, her hand dropping the backpack she was holding. "Y/N Bishop-Mikaelson everyone!" The man continued loudly with an ironic tone and sarcastic smile, opening his arms.

"Nik." Y/N whispered, closing her eyes tightly.

"Did you finally remember that you have a family, Y/N? Or did you come to ask for help with some nonsense you got into?" Niklaus asked rhetorically, staring at the entrance where he could see the girl's silhouette.

"Niklaus, please." Y/N spoke, turning and leaving the house, stopping a few meters away from the older man.

The hybrid stopped for a few seconds, analyzing the girl he saw as a daughter before she disappeared from his life, and the only girl Niklaus would set the world on fire if necessary, besides his brothers.

"Why did you come back?" He asked, crossing his arms, as if he was in charge of the city, which in a way is not a lie.

"We were in trouble in Forks and needed some time away." She responded with a sigh, quickly glancing at the Cullens behind her, who were paying attention to the moment without trying to interfere.

"Problems?" Nik paused for a second, a thread of worry passing through his eyes, which was quickly drowned out. "And do you find refuge here?" His nervous tone returned.

"Yes Niklaus, if you don't remember, I grew up here and my entire lineage is from here, I have the right to return to my home." Y/N argued, taking a rigid stance, pointing to her own chest.

"Oh, now New Orleans is your home? Funny how-"

"That's enough Niklaus." A second male voice came before the vision of a dark-skinned man wearing an expensive suit emerged.

"Great, a family reunion! Just what I needed right now." Y/N spoke with false excitement, rolling her eyes.

"Good to see you too Y/N." Elijah spoke, stopping next to Klaus and looking at everyone behind the Mikaelson girl, noticing their uncomfortable expressions at the sudden encounters and barbs exchanged between Nik and Y/N. "Why don't we have dinner at our house with everyone and... talk? We miss you Y/N and it would be great to meet the ones you consider family. If they're important to you, they're important to us too." He finished, sending a quick smile to the Cullens and receiving ones in return.

It would be long months.

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starlightandfairies · 24 days

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Ok ok I really love you! That's the last request hahaha I don't wanna annoy you ❤️ I had this somehow cute idea where you've fallen in love with him but he doesn't know and one time you get a little drunk with the girls, later deciding to grab a taxi to the Mikaelson house. Klaus is the one letting you in but Elijah already felt your presence and tries to keep you safe around Klaus, or as you start playing with their swords and stuff. Klaus watches with amusement at his brother taking care of a human girl and makes a comment like "better keep her before I do", and that wakes something in Elijah that he takes you to his room, just to keep you safe. You end up cuddled on top of him, admitting your love to him before falling asleep. He also realizes that he has feelings for you, but he decides to tell you properly in the morning when you wake up 😊😙

Description: A drunken reader leads to playful chaos between the Mikaelson brothers and feelings being revealed.

Warnings: she/her pronouns, drunkness, fluff, swearing

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

Thank you so again for requesting! No! You're not annoying me! I'm really enjoying getting requests so don't feel bad! I hope you also enjoy this one!

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 1,156

First Person's POV

Girls' night out was amazing, I haven't had a night like this in ages, away from all the drama and finally able to just relax with the girls and just be us. I knew I was getting tipsy, I could feel my giggles becoming more and more prominent than normal. The girls were going home, so I decided to head towards the Mikaelson house, I stood on the street hailing a taxi and stumbled into the vehicle once it arrived. I asked to be taken to the address, the walk to the porch of the Mikaelson resident seemed like an incredible challenge, I'm sure that to an outsider I just looked like a fawn learning to walk but I felt as if I was climbing Mount Everest.

I giggled to myself as I fell against the door, I sucked in a breath, trying to pull myself together as I knocked waiting for someone to answer. I was surprised when it was Niklaus, I waved almost childishly, smiling brightly at the Hybrid who clearly seemed amused by my current state.

In all honesty, I have no clue how I ended up sword-fighting with Niklaus, however, somehow this is where we ended up. Sword fighting in the parlour. I highly recommend it, however, do take care. I grinned brightly seeing Elijah walking forward with his usual look of concern plastered on his face, however, once he was at my side he smiled.

"Good evening, Y/n, I didn't realise you'd be joining us."

"Spur of the moment type thing." I turned my attention back to Niklaus, continuing our little sword fight, I jumped as Elijah used his speed to appear in front of me, I grinned excitedly but quickly pouted as he took the sword off of me.

"How about instead you sit with me, and tell me all about your night?" The pout faded away, I nodded in agreement, sitting on the sofa with him and instantly began rambling on about every little detail that went on tonight. I'm sure I shared details I wouldn't typically share in normal conversation, my filter was non-existent and oh, how I know that if I could watch myself right I would wish for it badly.

"Am I okay to take my shoes off?" I questioned glancing down to the hells that were now becoming painful and unwanted. Elijah nodded, though, after watching my struggle he lightly took my hands and proceeded to continue to charm me with his gorgeous smile that drew me in the first time I saw him.

"May I help you?" I nodded, frustrated with my inability to undo the damn straps on my shoes, Elijah kindly took my shoes off for me and rested them to the side. The vampire stared at me for a good minute, assessing my needs and whatever else that was needed to be assessed.

"I'll be right back, I'll get you some water." I threw my arms around him, giggling happily, thanking him and plopped back into the couch. I waited patiently for both vampires to return, I fiddled with my hands, staring at everything in the room and running my finger over my lips making odd sounds just for the sake of it.

Elijah's POV

I began pouring some water, and getting some things prepared for Y/n knowing that in the morning the hangover would come, I wanted her to be okay and wanted her to be safe. So I was quite glad that Niklaus chose to follow instead of causing more havoc with Y/n.

"You know, brother, you better sweep her up before I do." His smirk and words struck a chord. He knew of my feelings, Niklaus knew that I would do anything for her and knew that he would follow through on his words. I made my way back to the living room, stopping in my tracks seeing her laying upside down on the couch, he head on the floor and her legs dangling over the backrest of the sofa.

I bit back the smile dying to show, I sat beside her, smiling as she waved happily and awkwardly twisted and turned trying to get back into an upright position. I took her hands, smiling as she rested her head on my shoulder and that gorgeous smile just permanetly stuck on her lips.

"Come with me, will you, please?" Y/n nodded, taking my hand and following me to my room. I handed her the glass of water, watching as she plopped onto my bed finishing the glass of water within a gulp and began curling up underneath the blankets.

'Would you lay with me, please? I couldn't refuse, I nodded and kicked off my shoes and rested besides her. I wrapped my arms around her as she began to lay upon me, her eyes were fluttering open and shut her words escaping in a mumble.

"I love you, Elijah. I really love you. Like a lot. Super a lot." Before I could even deny anything, I could feel her swiftly fall asleep, I didn't want to disturb her, I didn't want this moment to end. I knew that in this moment I wanted to confess my feelings for her, so I thought it would be best to do so in the morning.

First Person's POV

As the light shined into the room, I knew my headache would be a bitch to deal with, I pushed myself up into a sitting positon in the boat. I stretched briefly, jumping slightly to see Elijah walking into the room with a glass of water and a packet of painkillers.

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you." I whispered, sipping the water and taling the painkillers. Elijah sat on the bed besides me, I rested my head on his shoulder and began sharing my apology.

"I'm so sorry, was I a complete mess?"

"No, not at all."

"You're a liar." I whispered.

"You were just really giggly and silly. You told me you loved me- I don't know how much of that was true..."

"That was true, I meant that." I confirmed, seeing there was no point in denying the fact that I loved him. Elijah sat in silence for a good moment, I could feeel my heart halt for a second fearing that his reaction cold be poor and that he would react in a way that ruin our friendship.

"I love you too." He whispered, his eyes focused on me, I glanced to him surprised and shocked about the outcome of the confession. I smiled pushing myself up and grabbed ahold of his face. Looking to see if the noble vampire was lying to me, he grabbed my hands, his look gentle and comforting. I knew just then that it wasn't a lie and that this was all true.

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lanassgirlll · 6 months

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Do you love me?

Klaus Mikaelson x Female Reader

Warnings: fluff, the tiniest bit of angst, no mentions of y/n

Words: 1,7k

AN: This is my first time writing and actually posting something, so please excuse any grammar mistakes and all that if this actually ends up getting read. Thank you, and enjoy!

It had been a few days since Klaus had left town, telling his girlfriend that he has some business to deal with, which concerns his family only. He had said the words “my family” to her, like she hasn’t been with him for years now. He had made her feel like she didn’t belong with them.

They met a really long time ago, while the girl, had still been a witch. But meeting Klaus and falling for him, she eventually decided that she wants to spend eternity with him. So she abandoned her magic and became a vampire, so she could be with her only true love.

It had been years, since she turned. She learned what it is to be a vampire first hand, she learned control. Even if it had taken her a while to come to terms with the fact that she has no magic anymore, having Klaus by her side, had helped her a lot through it all.

But now, Klaus had changed. She loved him more than anything life could offer her, but could she say the same about his feelings for her?

For the past few months, she noticed a change in him and the way he acts around her. He had gotten more distant and more cold towards her. She didn’t know why. Was it her fault? Was it something she had said or did, to upset or hurt him in a way? She had been trying so hard to find out, to fix things between them, but her effort was pointless.

Now? After months of trying, she had finally given up on trying to find out why Klaus had been pushing her away. She was usually a bright and bubbly person, who could make you smile in an instant, without even putting much effort into it. She had stopped doing the things she loved, she had stopped seeing and talking to most of her friends. All because she couldn’t figure out what was so wrong, that made Klaus hate her so much.

She was tired of trying. Thinking that he had fallen out of love with her, she started keeping her distance from him as well.

It was late at night. Laying in her bed, their bed, which now was barely shared between the couple, she was yet again thinking about him. Sure, they never officially ended things, but it felt like they did in a way.

She had been laying there for hours, crying as silently as possible. Not that anyone would hear her. She was all alone in the house.

Standing up, she walked over to where Klaus’ drawers were, and slowly took out one of his shirts. She slowly put it over her own and smiled sadly, smelling his light scent coming off the fabric of the shirt. She missed him so much, yet she felt like she had no right to.

She walked out of their room, and instead went to try and sleep in another one of the rooms on the floor. As she walked into the room, flipping the switch to turn on the lights before making her way over to the bed in the corner of the small room.

She sat down and did her best to wipe the already dried tears off of her face. She was exhausted of crying all the time.

Taking out her phone from the pocket of her jeans, she turned it on and looked for Klaus’ number. She took a deep breath before pressing the button and dialing it, already feeling regret after the first two seconds.

Answering the call, Klaus spoke from the other side of the phone “Hey, is something wrong?”.

She took a few seconds to think before speaking up “No I- why would you assume that?”

“Because what else would you- call for?”

“Oh.., right, I guess you have a point. I mean why would I want to call my so called boyfriend right? It’s not that I miss you or anything.”

She instantly felt regret after saying those words out loud, and before Klaus had the chance to say anything back, she apologized and hung up the phone on him.

She then turned it off and laid down on the bed, deciding to just try and sleep it off.

Klaus was worried about her. After their call last night, he had immediately decided to go back home and talk to her in person about what was wrong. He knew he has been distant and pushing her away the last few months, but he had only been doing it, so he could keep her out of the problems that had been rising every other day. He thought that she was already involved enough and that he didn’t want her to get caught in the middle of it more than she already had.

Truth be told, he was scared to lose her. And only after hearing how sad she sounded over the phone, he had realized that by pushing her away, he was slowly losing her still.

So there he was. Getting out of his car that he had just parked in front of his house, early in the morning. He walked inside and quickly walked up the stairs to their shared room.

Opening the door and seeing the bed empty, his heart dropped to his stomach. Had she left him? The hybrid took a deep breath and tried focusing on hearing her heartbeat incase she was still there.

He heard her, not far from where he was and relief instantly washed over him. He walked back out of the room and followed the sound of her heartbeat.

Opening the door of the room she was in and seeing her asleep on the bed, he let a tiny smile dance on his lips for a few seconds only.

The hybrid walked over to the bed and slowly sat down next to her, gently taking her hand in his and tracing his thumb over the knuckles on the girl’s hand.

Klaus was happy that she was still here.

Feeling the movement of the bed, she slowly started to wake. Humming a little, she looked up and saw him looking down at her. The girl freaked out a little, since she didn’t expect him to be next to her.

“Niklaus? You’re here?”

Slowly sitting up, she pulled her hand away from his and looked down.

“I am. You got me worried last night with that call, love.”

Chuckling a little, she rubbed her finger over her hand.

“You haven’t called me that in so long, I actually had forgotten how it sounds when you say it to me.”

“I know that-”

The girl looked at him again and shook her head.

“No, Klaus, you don’t know anything. It’s been months! Months since you told me that you loved me, months since you’ve stopped talking to me. I tried so hard, to fix it, to- to find out what was it that I had done wrong, but you never let me fix it.”

Klaus clenched his jaw. He was angry at himself for what he had done.

“Love, I was only trying to keep you safe. It took me way longer than it should have, to realize that by pushing you away, I was still going to lose you.”

She stared at him in disbelief. She wanted to cry, but she had nothing to give.

“Are you being serious? You’re a million years old, and yet you are that stupid to think that the solution to all your problems, is to fucking push me away?”

The hybrid looked at her sadly. He understood why she was angry and upset with him. And he knew that he’d do anything to fix it. He loved her too much.

“I was scared, I- please tell me how to fix this, I will do anything you need me to do, just please, love.”

Klaus gently took her hands into his and held them tightly, too afraid to let go.

“Do you even- love me… still? Are you still in love with me, like you were before?”

“Yes. Yes, I am. I love you more than anything, sweetheart, you know that I do.”

The girl looked down, staring at their hands. Hearing his say that he still loves her, made her feel such relief, but yet she was still so hurt.

“Then why wouldn’t you just talk to me Nik? If you had told me how you felt, I would’ve helped you, I would’ve done whatever it is that you needed me to do. But instead you pushed me away and you hurt me- you hurt me so damn much.”

Klaus’ heart broke for her. He never wanted to hurt his girl, he just wanted to keep her safe.

“I’ll fix it, okay? I’ll make it right. I’ll spend the rest of my miserable life, making it up to you, for hurting you like this. I never wanted to. God, I am so, so sorry, sweetheart.”

Tearing up himself, he gently wrapped his arms around her, pulling her against his chest and stroking her hair softly.

The feeling of his warmth, finally so close to her again, she just broke down into his arms. She had missed him so much.

“Shh, love. I’m here now. I’m here and I am never leaving you again.”

With trembling hands, she held onto his shirt, clutching it so hard she thought it would tear.

“I love you. I love you so much, Nik. Please never do this to me again, I beg you. I can’t- I can’t live without you.”

Klaus slowly laid down, pulling her with him without letting go. He held her tightly and close, still stroking her hair and rubbing her back softly, trying to comfort her and help her calm down a little.

“I swear, I will not. You are my everything, love, my whole world, my sun.”

They laid there for what felt like hours. She cried until she just couldn’t anymore, and Klaus held her the whole time, helping her calm down.

He deeply regretted everything he had done and said to her those past few months, but he would do all that he could to make his girl happy again.

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writing-the-stars · 2 years

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Girls Night Pt. 2

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader, Mikaelsons x Fem!Reader (Platonic)

Summary: A week after the bar incident, Klaus has been giving you the silent treatment. You’re on a mission to find out why.

Warnings: Childish Behavior From a Grown Man, A Touch of Angst, Implied Smut

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: The awaited part two of Girls Night is here. I hope everyone enjoys it!!! Thank you all so much for reading!

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Part 1

A heavy sigh escapes your lips as you sit in the library with Elijah, waiting for him to acknowledge you. He moves his gaze from the book he is reading– a hint of a smirk on his lips– and looks at you expectantly, “Yes, Y/N?”

It has been a week since the bar incident and Klaus has opted to ignore you. You have no idea why he is so angry with you, and you can’t ask him because he is giving you the silent treatment, so you select the sibling that knows him best to explain why you have gotten on his bad side.

“Why is Klaus mad at me?” you ask the elder Mikaelson– lips jutted out in a pout, hoping to garner some sympathy. However, your secret weapon against Klaus does not work as well on Elijah, and he returns his gaze to his novel, saying “That is something you have to ask Niklaus.”

A frown tugs at your lips as that was not the response you were hoping to receive. “Well, I would if he wasn’t so busy ignoring me,” you say with a huff, crossing your arms over your chest like a petulant child. “I apologize for my brother’s behavior, but I am afraid I can not give you the answer you are searching for,” Elijah says with finality– eyes still glued to the book in his hand. He knows exactly why Klaus has been disregarding your presence, in fact, everyone who lives in the compound knows why he is behaving this way– everyone but you. They will never tell you though in fear of being on the wrong side of those silver daggers.

“Fine,” you huff out, rising from your seat and leaving for the dining room where you hear Kol and Rebekah arguing. “Why is Klaus ignoring me?” you ask the two siblings as soon as you enter the room, creating an instant silence. They glance at random spots in the ornately decorated dining room, avoiding your gaze, as they refrain from answering your question. “Oh for the love of God, can someone please answer my question?” you exasperate– your arms thrown in the air to further convey your frustration.

“It’s really quite obvious, darling,” Kol starts, tired of the ridiculousness of this situation; however, before he can continue, Rebekah silences him.

"Rebekah!" you cry out, throwing a glare her way. She simply shrugs with a satisfied grin, saying "Consider it revenge."

With Freya still out for the day, you realize you only have two options left: continue playing this childish game with the Original Hybrid or confront him. “Fuck it,” you mutter under your breath before you call for the hybrid, storming towards his art room.

It’s your turn to be angry. If Klaus is going to dismiss your existence for a week, the least he can do is tell you why. You find him– back turned– painting harsh strokes onto his canvas. You would normally take the time to admire him as he worked, loving to watch the artist in action, but you were too furious to care about Klaus’s newest masterpiece.

“You’ve got some explaining to do,” you inform the Mikaelson, marching up to his side. His gaze remains focused on the canvas before him– the subtle shift in his brushstroke being the only indication he heard you. You stare up at Klaus expectantly, waiting for a response, but he continues as if you are not in the room. An incredulous scoff leaves your lips at his behavior, you would think you’re engaging with a six-year-old child and not a man who is over a thousand years old. If this is how he wants to conduct himself, then you’ll just have to take matters into your own hands. Muttering a spell, you wave your arms, halting Klaus’s movements and turning him to face you.

"Y/N, release me," he says, uttering his first words to you this week. "Not until you tell me why you've been ignoring me," you reply stubbornly, crossing your arms over your chest.

He glares down at you and you glare right back— unrelenting. When two minutes of silence pass, you groan out in frustration, "God, you are so stubborn."

"If you don't answer me right now, I will force it out of you," you threaten him, you both knowing your threat is not empty. A few more moments of silence pass, and you begin to think he won't answer when a sigh leaves his lips, giving in because the only person more stubborn than Klaus Mikaelson is you.

"Fine, love, if you must know. I was jealous," he says so quietly that if you weren't a vampire, you wouldn't have heard him.

Laughter erupts from you at the absurdity of his claim and this entire situation. Niklaus Mikaelson, the over a thousand-year-old Original Hybrid, ignored you for a week because he was jealous of some drunk man at a bar who meant absolutely nothing to you. The whole thing was hysterically childish. Not to mention, you were only dancing with the poor soul because you were attempting to get over said hybrid.

"Do not laugh at me."

"You're right. I'm sorry," you say, nodding your head as you catch your breath. Once you've calmed yourself, you enlighten the Mikaelson with your thoughts on the situation, "It's just, I can't believe you, Klaus Mikaelson, were jealous. Especially of some random drunkard at a bar."

"Yes, well, contrary to popular belief, I do have feelings," he informs you– a hint of a pout on his lips. You smile, shaking your head, still amused by the circumstances.

"Now that I've answered your question, love, will you let me go?"

"Right. Sorry," you apologize and undo your spell, allowing him to move freely again. "Just out of curiosity, why were you jealous?" you ask– head tilted as you watch him freeze, dread filling the hybrid. He had hoped you wouldn't ask that question and just leave things be, but of course, as the naturally curious person you are, you did and now he is going to have to reveal his decades-long secret to you. "Is that Hope?" he asks, looking in the direction of the little girl’s bedroom.

You give him a pointed look, crossing your arms over your chest. “Nice try, but Hayley took Hope to the bayou for the weekend,” you tell the hybrid, catching him in his lie. “That’s right, she did. I wonder how they’re doing,” he muses, attempting to maneuver himself out of the conversation. You raise an eyebrow at him, deadpanning his name, making the hybrid sigh. He has run out of excuses and distractions and has no other choice but to face his fear head-on. Taking a deep breath to steel himself, Klaus turns to you, grabbing your hands and looking deep into your eyes. Your heart races at the connection– your mind reeling with the intimacy of it all.

“Y/N, I love you. I have for quite some time now.”

You stare incredulously at the hybrid, unable to speak or move, the shock overwhelming you. “Y/N?” Klaus calls, perturbed by your silence. “What?” you breathe out, your voice nothing but a whisper. You are unsure if you heard the Original Hybrid correctly, or if you misinterpreted his words.

“I love you,” Klaus tells you again, his voice wavering in uncertainty. Regret for ever unveiling his affections for you quickly begin eating at him– wrongfully interpreting your shock as the rejection he had feared all these years.

A smile breaks out across your lips as you process the words that were just spoken. Klaus Mikaelson, the man you have fallen in love with and pined after for over twenty years, has just confessed his love for you. You are so overwhelmed by the joy of knowing your decades-long unrequited love has been requited that you hurl yourself at the Mikaelson– arms curling around his neck– and slam your lips against his. You pour every bit of passion that has been brewing inside of you for the past two decades into the kiss, letting him know just how strongly you love him. When you finally break away from one another, you voice a confirmation of the love you just declared in your kiss.

“Finally!” the two of you hear from the other side of the art room’s door. Klaus speeds over, opening the door to reveal all of the Mikaelson siblings who have been anxiously awaiting this moment for as long as you and Klaus have. “You guys knew!” you exclaim incredulously– surprised they have been keeping this secret from you. “I’m afraid it was quite obvious, my dear,” Elijah responds, the rest of the siblings nodding in agreement.

“And none of you thought to tell me,” you exasperate, frustrated that they let you suffer for so long. “And be daggered for the next century! I love you Y/N, but not that much,” Kol defends his actions and you nod in understanding. From what you’ve heard about being in those coffins, it is not an experience you would want to face either.

"Alright, let's give the new couple some space," Freya says, pushing the rest of the Mikaelson clan down the hall. "I do hope you wait till we're out of the house, first," Kol says cheekily– your face beginning to redden. "Alright, that's enough of that," Klaus announces, closing the door on his family.

He looks at you– a radiant smile on his lips, having never been happier, with the exception of Hope’s birth, than in this moment. “So, you love me?” you ask the hybrid– a smile on your lips as you’re still reveling in the joy that your love for Klaus is reciprocated.

“Yes, love. Let me show you how much.”

With those words, Klaus carries you to his bedroom and shows you just how good two decades of sexual tension and romantic frustration feels.

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