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if you could make one where Elijah is a professor at the Salvatore School for the Young and Gifted,and has a favourite f/student

The Heat in His Life

Summary: Elijah has a particularly fiery werewolf student who gets a little extra needy when the full moon is around.

Elijah couldn't explain what he felt for Y/N, she wasn't top of the class or especially talented compared to other students. If anything she was a little trouble maker.

But she wasn't like the other ones in class. When he questioned her, she'd always have something witty to say back.

She almost never had her homework but somehow always knew what the answers were to it, or at least had some sort of answer that would be technically correct so Elijah wouldn't be able to tell her off.

It was as if she knew exactly how to play the system.

Werewolves were always his trickiest students, they got a little more aggressive about things than others and when it got close to the full moon they'd get more and more touchy. But the female werewolf students also got a little more needy around the full moon. Some of them got a couple extra days off school near the time.

When it got close to, Elijah could feel the heat rolling off her. He'd see the boys in the class perk up and get all over her. He'd have to remind everyone back to their seats and try focus back on the lesson.

But at the end he'd see those amber eyes on him, asking for him.

"Y/N, don't you have another lesson?" He questioned, rising from his seat and clearing his throat as he smoothed his tie down.

"No." Her head shook, her eyes looking up at him from her chair. "Don't have to be in lessons this week." She shrugged and he nodded because it was very obvious she was in no state to be in class. She'd barely been conscious the past hour, breathing laboured and eyes trailing over the male wolves but they'd always find their way back to him.

"Yet you've come to mine." He countered, making the brave choice to come to her desk, glancing to the empty pages before her. "Would you like me to call a family member, Y/N?" Elijah questioned, voice laced with concern. Her head shook and he frowned, she was practically curled into her seat, her arms wrapped around her aching tummy. "Maybe a friend?" He offered, squatting down beside her. Her scent was flooding his nose but if anybody had mastered self-control it was Elijah and he'd had many students in heat before.

"Need you." She whined quietly and he softened slightly, his fingers tapping against the desk before he shuffled close enough for her to lean against him. He didn't hug her back but he let her rest against him for a moment.

"You need to get to your dorm, darling. I can go to the nurse's office and get you some meds to calm the heat and the pain down and have a runner bring it to you." He smiled, he knew that isn't what she wanted but he had a class to teach next and he could not be helping a student through a heat. That would cost him his job and compromise his highly regarded morals.

Elijah came to work there to give a little back to the supernatural community and to show some equality to all of the different species. Not to take advantage of his students.

So for a couple of heats he'd just make sure she went back to her dorm and had someone bring her some things to ease off the power of the full moon. And inevitably a few days later when he'd look out of his window in thought, a little wolf would be stood a few metres away from the front porch of his house, just staring up at him.

For the rest of each month she'd have the same fire as usual, fling things across the room just before he could physically see so he couldn't tell her off. Snapping back at anybody that said something she didn't agree with.

Sometimes Elijah tried to convince himself he only felt the attraction when she was in heat but it didn't explain why he'd have his fist around his cock at least twice a week locked in his office after hours with the thought of her in his mind.

Secretly he loved the way she could command a room, rile everybody up, then just walk off like she was the most innocent of angels.

And then she really would look all sweet and soft when she was in heat. It made her weak and needy like a puppy rather than a wolf. He enjoyed both sides of her.

But he had never planned to act on either.

She just wouldn't leave him alone.

He hadn't expected to get to his office, ready to mark all of the dozens of papers, only to find Y/N already in there. The summer made it so much harder. For all the wolves. That's why it had become a breeding season of sorts, the school was starting to get concerned with the amount of wolf pregnancies.

At least Elijah couldn't get her pregnant.

Thank fuck for him he couldn't get her pregnant. Because there was absolutely no chance he was turning her away that time.

He had her bent right over his desk, listening to her whine and beg whilst he knelt down behind her and buried his face between her ass. Tongue lapping up between her folds and groaning at the taste of her.

"More..." She cried, "needa be full."

"I know, angel." He mumbled, sucking on her cunt from behind. And soon enough he gave her what she wanted.

Had her on the carpeted floor, bucking his hips rapidly up into her as she rode his cock desperately. Poor thing was exhausted; Elijah had his hands on her tits, stopping them from bouncing too aggressively.

"You'll hurt yourself, darling." He murmured softly when she tried to spin around, get a new angle. It made Elijah chuckled quietly and lifted her off his cock, shushing her whimpers and flipping her back onto her belly to thrust himself back into her from behind, pounding into her until she was drunk on his cum. So full and whining about being bred.

"Shh.." He'd whisper gently, stroking her hair as she lay half asleep still on his office floor. "It's alright."

"Need 'em." She mumbled, her eyes drooped as she panted quietly and kept reaching for his other hand.

"Such a needy wolf you are." He muttered as he brought his hand back to her swollen pussy, her legs always spreading for his touch. His fingers slipped straight to her entrance, stroking her from the inside and gently bringing her to another climax. Toying with her poor clit until she was just sweat and tears.

By morning he'd brought her to his house. It was too risky going into her dorm room with her, if someone saw he'd be done for, so he brought her somewhere safer. Safer for them both.

And so, she started heading to his home instead of his office each month, trembling in his bed instead of his floor.

Eventually she started going there without the moons pull. Elijah couldn't help but welcome her.

Perhaps his self-control wasn't as faultless as he once believed.

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The Originals - Christmas header

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Klayley Headers

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I have made several headers with the titles to my stories on them and I’m considering making one for every one of my fics that I’ve already posted as well as the ones from now on

(If you can’t tell it’s my current hyperfixation thanks to my ADHD riddled brain)

I don’t like just writing a title at the top of every fic and I thought this would be a cuter solution. It wouldn’t always be a picture, it might just be a colorful little background with the title and my page name on it

I was hoping maybe a few of my followers would tell me their thoughts cause I’m curious if this is actually a cute thing to do or if I’ve followed the dopamine too far this time…😬😬

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Headers Klamille (quotes the originals) - Klaus e Camille

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Kinktober Day 15 – Klaus Mikaelson

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🩶 Day 15 🩶 Thigh Riding

Warnings: 18+, thigh riding, friends to lovers, quite fluffy

Klaus Mikaelson x fem!reader (1.2k words)

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“(Y/n)?” Klaus’ voice echoed through the night, eyes set on her features. She had her arms wrapped around herself, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, staring up at him with a sigh leaving her. No words left her, wondering if he’d invite her in, shielding the woman he had been chasing for months from the cold nibbling on her fingers. “Are you alright, darling?”

His use of the nickname left her shuddering, slowly nodding head before a soft “Will you let me in?” left her. Klaus stared at her for a few more seconds, swaying the alcohol in his glass before he slowly stepped aside, holding the door open for her. (Y/n) felt his eyes on her frame with every step she took, eyes taking in the all too familiar surroundings. She had been in this house numerous times before, joining her friends on their way to confront Klaus whenever another thing had gone wrong, conversations (y/n) had paid no mind to, eyes fully taking in Klaus appearance. 

There had been a steady back and forth between the two of them for months, a back and forth that had pulled her closer into Klaus’ grasp on her heart, a secret she couldn’t share, not even with her closest friends, those who despised the hybrid. 

“Drink?” His soft voice cozied her along, wrapping itself around her frame like a warm blanket, made to comfort her. (Y/n) could only nod her head, teeth running along her lower lip as she watched Klaus pour her a glass, pointing towards the couch for her to take a seat. “Not that I don’t enjoy having you around, but what brings you here, love?”

The use of the nickname forced heat to rise in her system, heart picking up its beat without being able to stop itself from doing so. She took a sip before she placed the glass down, turning fully towards Klaus. A slight smile was playing on his lips, a smile that wasn’t guided by any of his teasing, a smile that wasn’t meant to anger those he kept playing with, no, it was all too pure, only made for her eyes to see. 

“I, uhm, I can’t stop thinking about what you said to Elena yesterday.” It took Klaus a second to react, giving room to the small chuckle ripping through him. It had only been a few hours since his exchange with Elena and the Salvatore brothers, those that tried to shield (y/n) away from the hybrid. A rather heated exchange that had ended with a confession leaving Klaus, confessing to the love he felt for the oblivious girl, the one his heart ached for like it hadn’t done so in decades, perhaps even centuries. “Is it true? Or did you just say it to anger them?”

“Oh, lovely (y/n).” Klaus moved closer, hand reaching for her face, allowing his thumb to stroke her warm cheek. She wanted to avert her eyes, feeling small beneath his intense gaze, but he didn’t give her a chance to do so, forcing her to keep on getting lost in his eyes, breath hitched in her chest as his lips ghosted over hers. “I meant every word.” 

(Y/n) closed the gap between them, making a surprised growl claw through Klaus, hands finding her waist to pull her onto his left thigh, stabilising her frame. Their lips fought for dominance, kissing one another like they wanted to be loved, desperate to chase the emotions only the other managed to elicit inside of them. (Y/n)’s heart pounded in her chest, forcing her to move even closer, front fully pushed against his, clothed head perfectly pressed against his thigh. 

Without even understanding what her body was doing, her hips started moving, slowly, carefully, as if her system wasn’t sure how far they could take it. But the second she had started to move, Klaus had picked up on it, unable to stop a satisfied moan from leaving him, guiding the movement of her hips. 

“I’ve got you, love, take what you need. Such a pretty sight.” The fabric of his trousers managed to give her just enough friction, making her moan as she rode his thigh, mind hazy, just like her now silenced thoughts, fully focused on her need for relief. 

With every passing moment her panties grew more damp, body reacting to their closeness as if he was a drug, a drug so ancient no antidote could ever rescue her from the things he was doing to her. Klaus was everywhere and nowhere, clawing his way into her racing heart, fingers fully wrapped around the strong muscle, a grasp that would keep her alive for centuries to come. 

“Look at me, darling.” Her dilated pupils met his lust-blown ones, a sight that forced a gasp out of her, teeth buried in her lower lip to keep herself from speaking up, not wanting to interrupt their moment, chasing the high she was already close to. His name left her lips like a prayer, a silent plea in hopes of him kissing her once again, in hopes of him touching her, anywhere his hands would dare to explore her body. “My pretty girl, such a needy one, if I had known you were so desperate for me, I’d have touched you earlier.”

“Klaus,” it was just a whisper, and yet it dripped with something that finally made him move his hands, disappearing beneath her shirt, pulling it over her head before he cupped her naked breasts. She was making a mess on his trousers, soaking through the fabric, but neither Klaus nor (y/n) could pay it any of their mind, needing to scratch the itch that forced her to keep on moving, all too needy for the hybrid. 

The touch of his hands left her groaning, all too aware that she’d cum any moment now, unable to hold eye contact with her head rolling back and her eyes squeezed shut. He had set an inferno ablaze inside of her, a fire that could burn the whole of Mystic Falls to the ground, and yet he’d rescue only her, the one he’d love till the end of their time together – an internal promise he now swore to keep. 

“Cum for me, let me hear those lovely sounds.” A loud moan broke through her as he pinched her nipples, watching her fall over the edge. (Y/n) trembled on his thigh, body shaking and shaking, unable to stop as the all too intense sensation washed through her. Klaus studied her with an unfamiliar kind of adoration swimming in his pupils, high on the sight in front of him. 

“You know,” a shaky breath left her, slowly calming down with her arms wrapped around his neck and her lips moving closer to his once again. “I love you too, if you haven’t guessed already.”

With a loud laugh rumbling through the hybrid, Klaus pressed his lips against hers, distracting her from the way he shifted her around, picking (y/n) up to carry her into his bedroom – set on proving his love to her for the upcoming hours.

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[klausysworld]

Left But Never Forgotten

Upon the Mikaelson's return to New Orleans, they each had their worries. Klaus was focused on his pregnant werewolf and the deep rooted need to be a king. Rebekah desperately wanted her past lover, Marcel back but also felt the need to protect her niece to be. Elijah was supposed to be concentrating on his brother and Hayley as they expected their child, or the mess that the divided factions of supernaturals in New Orleans was but instead, he was thinking of her.

Y/N.

He hadn't seen her since leaving New Orleans a hundred years ago. She and Marcel had been presumed dead, nothing had prepared him for seeing her face again.

Feeling her palm cup his cheek and her thumb stroking the prickle of stubble left on his skin. She was so similar and yet so different to the last time. Before she had been a princess, now she was a Queen.

Even when the Mikaelson's moved into the abattoir and his room was just beside hers, she still felt too far away.

Elijah felt as if he were just watching her life go by without him, it made him sick. He lacked the usual hunger of a vampire, the need to kill or hurt. He lost his passion to protect and guide.

He just wanted her.

Everyone knew that, except her.

Nobody understood the pain she and Marcel went through. They waited day in and day out for their family to come home, to tell them that it was okay and that Mikael wouldn't torture them again, that their nightmares weren't real and they were safe. They rebuilt the city brick by brick, cleaning away the ashes left behind but they still didn't come back. So they moved on. They worked together and they got stronger and they earned their power and their places and then they finally came back and just took it from them like it was nothing.

And Elijah had barely said five words to her.

He just stared, but whenever his lips parted no words would leave him. Elijah didn't realise she took that as something else. But for Y/N, she had been hoping to hear his voice for a century, crying for him in her sleep and now he was here and she felt like he didn't even care enough to talk to her.

She could have thought he didn't care at all if it weren't for the way he looked at her. The look of love in those deep eyes of his. That same look she used to see each morning and night.

Y/N wanted him to know that she still wanted him to look at her like that, she still wanted him like that.

So she tried to show him. A lingering touch hear or there, just on his arm or his shoulder. Or she'd bring him a cup of tea the way he used to like it, ask him about the literature he was reading most currently but he could barely get five words out.

So she tried not to focus on words, instead she gave him a kiss and hoped it was enough. It was.

Elijah hadn't exactly been expecting her to suddenly grab his face and push her lips against his but most definitely wasn't complaining.

Both hands lifted and cupped her face like all those times years ago, kissing her deeply like he'd craved to for so long. He needed her hands in his hair, to ruin the perfect facade he'd been wearing.

His tie was clutched into her palm and tugged gently, leading him with her to his room. He followed her mindlessly onto his bed, crawling over her and keeping his tongue with hers.

The desperation was so strong.

Elijah could feel the fabric of his tie slip from his neck. The buttons on his shirt slowly revealing more and more of his chest, he wanted to rip the clothes from her body but he couldn't stop holding her beautiful face.

It was when his belt was unclasped that he finally pulled away, looking down at her with lust blown pupils. His eyes swirled with that darkness that she enjoyed, her fingers traced the veins beneath his eyes before her thumb slid over his fang.

"I really missed you." She confessed to him and he softened, his hands finally dropping to her hips to pull her close.

"I missed you too, every day." He uttered, eyes flicking between both of hers.

"But you never came back..." She whispered and he looked down.

"I thought you were gone...I saw you, you looked...you didn't look alive. I couldn't bare coming back to the place that did that to you. I couldn't stand the memory of your body strung up like that." He told her shakily, his hands desperate to keep her with him this time.

"Marcel and I had to rip ourselves free of those nails, Elijah. I could hear you, you would have ran whether I was alive or not-"

"Don't you ever think that." He whispered, his hold tight now, both arms round her waist and her body in his lap. "I would never knowingly leave you for dead." He promised.

Her body rest against him, her face against his broad chest and warming his cold skin.

"I love you, Y/N. I loved you from the second I laid eyes on you." He murmured, lips kissing her shoulder gently after. "You mean more to me than anything. You're family."

"Don't lie to me, Elijah. I know I'll never be your family, I don't think anybody can truly become a Mikaelson. Hayley's the closest anyone can get and that's because she had Klaus's baby and we both know I can't give you a child." She practically whimpered.

Elijah just looked at her for a short while, guilt in his gaze. He could remember when she was human, when she didn't yet know he was vampire. She wanted them to have three children, when she found out he couldn't she thought maybe there could be a spell, there was still hope. However when she turned too, she knew that it was a useless thought and gave up altogether.

They had considered adoption but Y/N worried that if the child wasn't biologically a Mikaelson that they wouldn't truly love or protect the child. Not any of the Mikaelsons.

Of course she'd never verbally expressed that fear but Elijah could tell. Knowing that Klaus could procreate and he couldn't was difficult for him, just like he knew it was difficult for Rebekah knowing her brother could have a baby but she also couldn't.

But seeing Y/N hurt by it too was an extra hit to his heart.

After all these years, he still dreamt of their family. He'd be a much better father than Mikael, and she'd be a much better mother than Esther.

"It's not you who can't give me a child, Y/N." He murmured. "It's me, my fault. You can't blame yourself, I turned you and I took that possibility away but it will not ever change how I feel for you. You are my family, I'd carry you with me for eternity."

It was just difficult to believe with how that family behaved towards outsiders.

"Okay." Y/N whispered, it was clear she was only relenting to try not form an argument and Elijah wanted to be more reassuring but he knew it would only escalate things.

His hand reached to touch hers, hold hers.

"Allow me to court you again." He murmured, wanting to show her their potential again but she laughed softly and shook her head.

"I don't want us back at square one. I want it to be how it was before." She told him, smiling softly. It warmed him.

"I'd like that." He nodded, his thumb stroking the back of her hand. "But I still want it to be special, I haven't been able to cherish you for so long now."

"I suppose I won't stop you from a gift or two." She teased and he hummed.

She looked back down at his bare chest and sighed, she'd missed this.

He pulled her back to his chest, coddling her to him and stroking her back lovingly.

The skin to skin wasn't something Elijah experienced often, he only allowed it when he truly loved someone. His mind and body craved it.

Y/N knew how deprived he was right from childhood. So, just like she used to, she pulled her shirt from her body and let the skin of her upper body lay against his.

"You know that I love you?" He whispered and she nodded.

"I just wish you'd talk to me more, I can't be with you if you can't even hold a normal conversation with me Elijah..."

"I know, my sweet. I was just so struck when I saw you and I feared that you could have moved on...with Marcel." He hesitated and she scoffed.

"Oh? And after he was making out with Rebekah? That didn't clue you in, no?" She teased and he looked down with an embarrassed smile.

"I was shy I suppose." He admitted and she smiled.

"You used to be shy all the time." She whispered, stroking his hand and leaning up to kiss the corner of his lips like she used to.

He leaned forward and leant his forehead against hers, a warm smile on his face.

"I'm so glad you're here."

"So am I."

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◇ THE HYBRID ◇

Welcome, I am Niklaus Mikaelson from The Vampire Diaries/The Originals.

THIS IS A FICTIONKIN ACCOUNT, NOT ROLEPLAY!

Call me Klaus unless you already know me/are a family member

Pronouns: He/Him for this account, but She/Her is okay as well

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I AM A MINOR!!

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My source is not entirely Canon compliant, so do keep this in mind :)

I am VASTLY different in my current life than I was back then, I SWEAR I am not murdering teenagers anymore 😭🙏🏻

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Labyrinth

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Muses: Ophelia - Princess Kouka (of Sudan, actress 1917 - 1979) | Assia - Charlotte Lottie Gee (vaudeville singer, dancer 1866 - 1973) | Ella - Margo Webb (professional dancer of various styles, 1910 - 2005)

1919: Ophelia, Nola shots, Lana, Klaus & Elijah

Chanelle Laveau & Root n Conjure

Upcoming chapter: Header, Bonnie & Keelin friendship

Mikaelson & Bennett family dinner

The Bennett’s: Bonnie and Samuel in the center (grans brother),

Bonnie’s friend (record shop owner, book lover, musician)

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Okay so here's the new muses I've added- (not including the Voltron ones, I've gotta delete my Zodiac ones and make the headers and all that for the Voltron ones so I'll have to add them later)

Marvel Muses

Samuel Thomas Wilson... portrayed by Anthony Mackie Kaiden Edward Holtz... portrayed by Ian Somerhalder (he's been on my muse list for a while but as a genderbent version of Kailee/Phoenix and I updated their 'lore' a little while ago and made them twins) Ororo Storm Munroe... portrayed by Halle Berry Susan Jane Storm... portrayed by Jessica Alba Ryker August Hudson... portrayed by Mitchell Hope Colten Micah Allen... portrayed by Jonathan Bailey Atlas Elden Ceres... portrayed by Jonah Hauer-King Zander Loukas Santiago... portrayed by Ben Barnes Lance Andrés Santiago... portrayed by Shiloh Fernandez Luca James Santiago... portrayed by Joe Santagato Zander Lance Santiago... portrayed by Jeremy Shada

Misc Muses

Kamden Jace Lycan... portrayed by Kevin Jonas Jonah Slade Lycan... portrayed by Joe Jonas Nash Maverick Lycan... portrayed by Nick Jonas

Teen Wolf Muses

Dawson Cole Reynolds... portrayed by Steven R. McQueen Amaia Tala Alexander... portrayed by Katelyn Nacon

Book Babe Muses (all acotar)

Morrow Alon Delmer... portrayed by Samuel Larsen Narissa Mallah Sewell... portrayed by Simone Ashley Rune Zyran Riordan... portrayed by Andrew Hozier-Byrne

TVDU Muses

Finley Ellis Mikaelson… portrayed by Austin Butler Lexington Dade Parker... portrayed by Dean Geyer Garrett Reese Gilbert... portrayed by Corey Mylchreest Jamie Josiah Gilbert... portrayed by Ben Barnes Tanner Jay Lockwood... portrayed by Booboo Stewart

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⌗ 𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⁝ indie. selective. private. multifandom multimuse. fandoms include the a song of ice and fire franchise, supernatural, greek mythology, and many more. This blog also features trans interpretations of cis canon characters.

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