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Klaus M. x Reader x Elijah M. - Bruises

***This was posted like 20 years ago (it was really only 2018), but got taken down or in review or whatever I actually don’t know. And I got bored so I edited it a bit and decided to reupload it***

A/N- I wrote something, not entirely sure I’m so proud of it. It’s kinda all over the place but I wanted to post something for now. But yeah this is a Klaus x Reader relation and Elijah x Reader sibling thing.

Warnings: black eye, mention of a fight

Word count- 1136

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I knew it was better to not go out at night, but I wanted (favorite food) so bad and we didn’t have any left at the compound. So that’s what led me to my current predicament. My need for the food so strong that I was on the verge of being kidnapped right now. Well, that’s what it looked like, but I knew how to handle myself and got out of there in a breeze.

The only downside of this entire adventure, Klaus is going to be pissed. He’ll be upset that I left the house without him or any of his siblings yes, but that will hold no flame to how pissed off he’ll be once he sees me. Living with the Mikaelsons has taught me how to handle myself. They always tried to protect me, Klaus’s little human spouse, but they also made sure to teach me how to take care of myself just in case something ever happened.

And that’s exactly what happened tonight. I handled myself just fine except the downside is I now have a black eye due to the guy getting a punch in.

Welllllllllll, it’s not exactly my fault the dude was trying to kidnap me…. I think to myself as I walk back to the compound. At least I’m going back in one piece.

I enter the compound like an overdramatic spy in the movies. I check around every corner and listen very intently to make sure there is absolutely no Mikaelson sibling there before moving on. And it was working, I was almost in my room until I hear Elijah speak up from, thankfully, behind me.

“My dear, whatever are you doing?” 

“Just playing around. Do you know where Niklaus is?” I retaliated, not looking at him so he couldn’t see my eye.

“I believe he just went out to find you. Are you alright, (Y/N)?” He put a hand on my shoulder and attempted to walk in front of me.

“YES!” I paused as I realized that maybe wasn’t the best course of action. “I’m sorry, I’m fine, just tired. I’m going to go lay down.” I try again before walking away and into my shared room with Klaus, locking the door behind me.

I knew all the Mikaelson siblings in the compound overheard the conversation due to their heightened hearing and knew I was going to be in trouble. However, all I can think about right now is trying to cover up this bruise the best I can and hope I can pass as being alright. Before I can even step away from the door, I hear a soft but firm knocking.

“Little one, are you alright?” I hear Kol’s voice come through the door.

“I’m fine, Kol. Just tired,” I whined and walked into my bathroom.

I may as well try and clean this up before Klaus gets back. If he, or even any sibling, sees this bruise, there will be hell on earth. And I don’t feel like calming them down again.

I grab my makeup and get to work but nothing is working. I’ve tried everything in my bag and followed almost every single YouTube tutorial on covering bruises and everything.

“WHAT THE HELL?” I screamed and threw a hairbrush across the bathroom. “(N/N)? Can I come in?” I hear Bekah’s sweet voice come through my door.

“No! I’m fine! Why can’t you all just leave me alone?!” I screech yet again not helping my case.

Wait case. Where the hell is my food? Fuck, I must have dropped it when I was fighting that guy.

“FUCK!” I wail and drop to the ground. All I wanted was my damn food and now I don’t have it.

I don’t even have a chance to realize that I’ve started crying before the door busts open and Klaus rushes in with his siblings behind him.

“Love, what is wro- Who gave you that bruise? Why are you crying? Are you hurt any further?” Klaus starts panicking over everything.

But I can’t talk because I’m so overwhelmed. I almost got kidnapped. I got an ugly bruise that hurts like hell. I left my food back on the streets. And now Klaus is in my face yelling. I get that he’s concerned, that they are all concerned, for my well-being. But for now, I just need a second to decompress before I go any further.

And I believe ‘Lijah sees this as he ushers his siblings, including Klaus, out of the room. I don’t pay attention to everything happening around me. Elijah talks to his siblings in the hall before coming back in and assessing my state. Then without saying anything, gently picks me up and lays me on my bed, tucking me in and sitting beside me.

After a few minutes, Elijah starts talking. “Are you alright?”

I sigh, “Yeah.”

“My dear, then why are you crying?”

“We ran out of (favorite food) and I went to get some more. And before you start, yes, I went alone. Yes, I know how dangerous that is. But I didn’t want to bother you guys. Plus, I can handle myself. But then a guy tried to kidnap me until I beat his ass. Although, he got a nice right hook in. And then I came home to try and cover the bruise up with makeup so you guys wouldn’t freak out. But then none of that was working and stressed me out. And then I realized I dropped my food in the fight. So, all of that stupid stress and stuff for nothing.” I start crying again after I explained everything just because of how tragic yet childish it all sounds.

“Don’t worry, (N/N). We all have bad days. Do you want me to get Klaus for you?” He asks as he strokes my hair.

“Yes, please. And thank you for being such a good big brother,” I sincerely  reminded him as I started getting sleepy from the exhaustion of the day.

“You’re welcome. And don’t thank me, you’re like a little sister to me. I would do anything for you.” He said as he softly smiled and pressed a kiss to my forehead before leaving the room.

While you stayed in the bed, half-asleep, Elijah went out and explained everything to Klaus, who was holding fresh (Favorite food) that he went out and got while Elijah took care of you.

As Klaus entered the room, I just stayed right in my bed. He thought I was asleep when I was only half-asleep. And he climbed into the bed behind me after putting the food on my bedside table. He made sure to move carefully so he didn’t wake me up as he moved closer and held me in his arms.

“I’m sorry for stressing you out even more, Love. I just panicked and wanted to make sure you were okay. But I just want you to know that I am right here to protect you and take care of you and you will never be a bother to me or the family. I love you, (Y/N).”

I just smile to myself and let myself fall asleep knowing that I am truly loved and protected.

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The Youngest Mikaelson Pt. 2

Recap: (Y/N) left to get coffee on her own. However, she didn’t quite get to enjoy her beverage.

Word Count - 1289 (I got carried away)

A/N: Italics are (Y/N)’s thoughts again. I apologize for the wait between the two parts, life kinda got in the way. I got inspiration and drafted out this to try and start writing again. 

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I woke up to a pounding headache and a horrible burning sensation around my wrists.

“Well isn’t this just original,” I mutter as I observe, or try to as I’m in a pitch-black room, my surroundings and check over my body.

Going over a mental checklist and moving around the body parts that I could, I concluded that the stinging around my wrists was the only wound type issue I had to deal with. Other than that, I was fine and now had to focus on how to untie my wrists and ankles. They must have soaked the ropes in vervain, duh. That would explain the pain. But why haven’t they tried anything else yet?

“The Mikaelson Princess is awake! How nice of you to join us!” A gruff voice announced from behind me.

Of course, I had to go and open my mouth, or thoughts, too soon.

I attempt to put my head down as light suddenly floods the room. After a few seconds, I pull my head up to see that I’m in a room that has no windows, one door, and a man staring at me. His physical appearance is threatening to the look, leaving nothing to the imagination at just how evil he most likely truly is.

“Yeah, what do you want? Money, revenge? Because my brothers and sisters are going to find you any time soon and they’re going to kill you. And knowing Niklaus, he’s not going to make it fast.” Out of boredom I start to swing my head around, trying to crack my neck while also attempting to hide my nervousness.

“Oh sweetheart, if only you knew. You’re lucky our boss won’t let us touch you or you’d be screaming for death. He isn’t after revenge. He’s after your family, to end them once and for all.”

“Yeah, right. There’s only one person or thing who can even come close to killing my family and he’s not only dead but has also never succeeded.” I shoot back as I look around the room I’m in.

I take notice that there’s only one light and only one door. No windows. Nothing. Me tied to the uncomfortable metal chair, the light that the man so graciously turned on, and the only man I’ve met since I’ve been captured who is, of course, blocking the door.

I look down to take note of my body as his phone starts to ring. I stare at the ropes around my wrists and notice how old and weak they appear. I can pull at these when, or if, he turns his back. I take a peak up to see him still staring straight at me but not really paying attention to me, more attention to the phone it appears. I look back down and almost sigh in relief to see my clothes in one piece. Shifting in my seat, I feel that my ankle restraints are very loose and almost falling off themselves.

Idiots don’t know how to keep a hostage. What is this? A comedy movie?

Faking a yawn, I pull my head up to see him turning his back towards me. However, I keep moving my head up so that I can look around the ceiling. I realize that there’s no cameras and he’s the only security measure watching me.

“Shut up!” He yells while turning back to face me. However, he turns his back to me once more when he goes back to his phone conversation. “No, not you. I’m talking to her. – Jesus alright, I get it. I know. No harm to her. Understood. Alright, see you soon.”

I return my head to a normal, straight-forward position. He takes his phone away from his ear and walks towards me.

“You’re in for it now, ‘Princess’. Our boss is on his way and he isn’t very friendly. I can’t wait to see what he does to you,” Teasing in a sing-song voice, he makes his way for the door.

Seeing that as my chance, I use all my force to pull at my restraints. Propelling myself forward, I feel the pressure around my wrists and ankles disappear and I speed at the man who now has the door open. He whips around to see what the noise is just as I jump on to his back and bite his neck. Vampire or not, I need to get out of here. Noticing he’s human, I just snap his neck and move out the door.

Of course, it wasn’t as easy as I thought. I’m met with three hallways. This place better not be a maze. I do not have the patience for this anymore. I decided to run through the left hallway. I just keep running and am met with a dead end, no windows anywhere and no doors. I go back to where I came from and just continue down the originally right hallway. I find millions of doors, none with windows to see what’s inside so I don’t stop to find out.

This hallway, however, happens to have a few windows scattered around. So, the first window I see, I jump straight through. I’ll heal later, it doesn’t matter. Picking myself up off the ground, I realize I have no idea where I am or how to find my way away from here.

It’s sometime deep into the night. No stars or even the moon can be seen from behind the dense forestation, meaning there’s little to no light available. Trees surround the building, but they can’t be clearly identified. There’s close to no room in between the building and the tree line, almost as if the building was just randomly built in the woods without removing any of the

I can’t keep standing here, I must keep moving.

Thankful for my vampire speed, I’m away from the building in seconds. But there is no way to recognize what direction I’m headed or where I can go next. I just hope that if there were anymore people with my captor, that they won’t be able to find me.

Abruptly, I clear the trees and find myself in a large clearing. Apparently, the trees aren’t the only object that is blocking the light from the sky, sadly. There must be clouds tonight, that would be the only other reasonable explanation.

Think, (Y/N), think. I could keep running and hope to find my way to civilization. No, you could be in the middle of the Amazon Rainforest. You might not find anything for miles and miles. Well, I can’t just keep standing here in case someone, anyone, ends up finding me.

“I wish I had never left home alone,” I whimper, pulling my hands over my face to attempt to not cry.

I must stay strong. I’m a Mikaleson for crying out loud. I just want to go home. Being strong is hard. I just want my family.

“I’m so sorry, Niklaus.” Dropping my hands, I look to the sky hoping to figure out what to do.

“I’m glad to see you without major harm. However, I was hoping those idiots would be able to keep a better watch on you. I didn’t want you to get in the middle of things. I’ll just have to find another way to keep you out of what’s to come for your siblings.”

That voice. It can’t be. It has the same depth and sneering tone in it. But it sounds so much like him. But it can’t be him- he’s dead.

I spin around to look at whoever the voice belongs to. However, through the night and the trees, I don’t see a single soul. Jumping to conclusions, there’s only one thing I dare to ask.

“Father?”

They always did say (Y/N) was Mikael’s favorite.....

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Yes. There will be a part two for The Youngest Mikaelson. I don’t know when as I’m currently swamped with things but I’m going to try and get it out soon! ♥️

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The Youngest Mikaelson - Mikaelson Family x sister!reader

Requested by anonymous- “Hi, can you do imagine where reader is the youngest mikaelson and klaus always wants to know how is she, where she going, bc he really cares about her and never daggered her. Just want read whats it like to be the youngest mikaelson😃“

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Word count- 935

A/N- Italics is (Y/N) thinking. Also, I didn’t mean to make this such an Elijah x sister!reader. I meant to make it the whole family. Whoops. Anyone want a part two?

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Being the youngest Mikaelson sibling is hard. You can’t go anywhere outside the compound by yourself, can’t go help them with the messes they get themselves into, and you can’t even walk outside your room before one or all of your siblings are standing in front of you and questioning you like there’s no tomorrow. And yes, it’s nice because they care and love you and they’re just doing it because they want to keep you safe and make sure that you’re alright. But sometimes, it just gets to be way too much. Today has been one of those days.

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“Elijah! Let me go! I’m literally just going to get a coffee!” I snapped as I tried to go around my elder brother.

“No, (Y/N). Stay here. Niklaus can go get you a coffee. There’s no need for you to go out of your way and stress yourself out.” He soothed as he attempted to sit me down on the couch.

Yup, this was definitely one of those days where they were too overprotective. I just wanted a coffee from the cute little shop down the street. Unfortunately, Elijah caught me on my way out and is really trying to get me to stay here so that I am ‘safe’. But honestly? I’m literally just trying to go down the street to get a coffee. Nothing is gonna happen to me on the five minute walk to the cafe.

“Too bad Elijah can’t get that through his thick skull,” I thought to myself as I blew a loose strand of hair out of my face. Wait! I got it.

Without any warning, I sat down calmly and patted the seat beside me for Elijah to sit down.

“Fine. But Elijah,” I started and leaned onto him once he sat next to me, “you guys have to start giving me some more freedom. I’m just as old as all of you and can take care of myself. Plus, I have many very protective siblings that I know I can count on if I ever get into trouble.”

“We know that, (Y/N). We just don’t want to see you hurt,” he responded as he stroked my hair.

Now! As Elijah was still distracted with my hair and our conversation, I sat up straighter and turned to him, running one of my hands through his hair.

“Elijah, I love you and I’m glad that you’re my brother.” I reaffirmed him as he smiled softly at me.

“And I’m glad that you’re my little sister. I love you, too. Now why don’t we-”

But he didn’t get to finish his sentence as I took the opportunity and snapped his neck.

“I’m sorry, big brother, but I need some freedom from y’all today.” I mumbled as I walked out the front door.

Did I feel guilty about snapping his neck when he wasn’t doing anything other than his brotherly duties and making sure that I’m safe and happy? Of course, but it was just all too much this morning. And yeah, everyone would be mad at me for doing that and leaving on my own but I didn’t really care at the moment. I was happy to be walking down the road as it’s a nice fall day with a slight breeze and just chilly enough for a light sweater. Honestly, it was perfect.

Well, it was perfect until I got until to the coffee shop. I walk in and ordered my drink and stood off to the side to wait for my drink. But as I was waiting, I could feel a weird sensation on the back of my neck and I brushed it off at first because I just wanted coffee.

Only, the longer I stood there, the worse the feeling got. But I ignored it to not tip off that I was uncomfortable.  And I knew that I messed up. This is just great. So cliche, the one day I leave them on my own and I get into trouble. Of course.

So I just calmly pull out my phone and type in Niklaus’s number and hit call. Which, of course, he picked up immediately.

“Hey, other big bro,” I teased before he could say anything.

“(Y/N)! Where are you? Why did you leave by yourself? What were you thinking?” he roared into the phone to which I could hear Kol in the background.

“Careful, brother. Don’t upset her because then she won’t come back.”

“Niklaus, you didn’t make me coffee this morning,” I told him hoping that he would use the word coffee and catch on to where I was without saying it straight out.

“(Y/N), what the hell are you talking about? Where are you? Are you okay?” He kept up with the questions like the idiot he is.

“Yes, I’m quite fine now that I’ve had my coffee. Now why are you yelling?” I tried to hint again hoping he understood because the feeling has just kept getting worse since I picked up the phone.

“Are you at the coffee shop?” He finally got it.

“Yes, and I’ll be home later, maybe.”

“We’re on our way. Stay right there!” He demanded but didn’t hang up so I figured it would be best to just stay on the phone.

But just at I went to take another sip of my coffee, a guy slid into the seat across from me.

“Ah. So you finally got out. Too bad, (Y/N). You’re family really cares for you which is fortunate for us. Let’s go.” He explained just before the world went black.

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I Always Cared - Klaus M. x daughter!reader

Request: “Hi, can you write imagine where (Y/N) is Klaus’ daughter? Like she tries to stay away from her dad, because she doesn’t want to let him in and scared that he doesn’t love her? Thanks😊 And she is around 18-19 year old” @aomi-nabi​

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Word Count - 889

     Running away hurt like a bitch. I had always loved my family except for my father. No, that’s wrong. I do love my father, it’s just he doesn’t love me. At least that’s what I thought. But what else is one supposed to think when their father is constantly ignoring them and lying to them.

     So I left one day. Once I was 18 and graduated from school, I packed a bag and caught the next bus out of town.

     I ended up in a small, quaint town called Mystic Falls. Since I was new to the town, I just walked around to see what there was. While walking around, I found a nice little bar that happened to be hiring. So I walked in, filled out the application and got the job.

                                        ~~~Time Skip~~~

     “Hey, Matt! How’ve you been?” I asked as I clocked in for work.

     “Hi, (Y/N)! It’s been good, a little slow today so be prepared for that. But how have you been?” Matt told me as he finished wiping down the bar top.

     “Eh, it’s been a rough day. Still missing home but it’s whatever.”

     “Hey if you wanna go back home and relax, I’m more than willing to cover your shift today.”

     “You’re sweet, Matt, but I think I’ll stay.” I responded and walked to help a customer that walked in.

     “Alright, but I’ll stay for a little while to see if you change your mind.” He offered as he went and played pool with Jeremy and Bonnie who walked in a few minutes ago.

     As I’m helping the customer though, I noticed three men walk in. Three men I yearned to see but hoped I would never see again. Klaus, Elijah, and Kol all walked in and looked around. Before their eyes met me, however, I disappeared into the back and texted Matt.

(Y/N)- Hey, Matt. U still here?

(Matt)- Yeah, y, u ok?

(Y/N)- I’m gonna take u up on ur offer. Can u cover for me?

(Matt)- yeah but come talk to me later

     Once Matt said he could cover my shift, I gathered up all my stuff and ran for the back door. But once I stepped out the door, I came face to face with Klaus.

     “Hi. Can I help you?” I asked trying to play the dumb route.

     “(Y/N), come home.” Klaus demanded and that blew me over the edge.

     “Why? Why should I? You never pay attention to me, you never tell me the truth, and hell you don’t even love me! I made a really great life here, now get out of it!” I screamed and pushed him out of the way and ran home.

     I knew he would follow me but he couldn’t enter my house since he was never invited in. But apparently that didn’t stop him from breaking down my door.

     “I just got that replaced, you asshat!” I was really getting pissed now.

     “(Y/N) just come home!” He yelled back.

     “No you can’t do this, Niklaus,” I hissed his real name so that he knew I was beyond mad. “You drove me away years ago and now you just expect me to drop to my knees and crawl home because you say so? That’s not how this works! Why can’t you just leave me alone?!”

     “You have it all wrong, (Y/N)! I do love you! I always have! You’re my child, of course I love you!”

     “No, Klaus. You can’t act like you have all these years, ignoring me, lying to me, leaving me behind, and then come back and say you do love me. Because you haven’t shown it to me in the past so how can I trust you? How can I believe that what you’re saying is true?” I started crying while looking at him and realized he himself had some tears in his eyes.

     “Sweetheart, I have always loved you. In the past, I was only trying to protect you. I never meant to hurt you. I have a lot of enemies and was just trying to keep them away from you. I’m so sorry that you truly believe I don’t love you. But I do, I do love you. Come home and let me make it up to you, please.” He begged and fell to his knees.

     “I don’t know, d-Klaus. I just don’t know anymore. I’ve made a life here, where I’m happy and wanted. You have no idea how much I want to come home but it hurts too much and I just can’t.” I said and turned away from him. 

     “Please, (Y/N)!” He yelled. “I need you to come back. I will do anything and everything you want just please, give me the opportunity to have you back as my daughter.” 

     But what do I do? Do I just give in and run back to him and hope he doesn’t hurt me again? Or do I just protect myself by walking away but in turn hurting me further. I want to go back to him so bad but I just don’t know if I want to take the risk of him ignoring me again. 

     “I’m sorry, dad.” I whisper and walk away, disappearing from his view as he howls in pain for me to come back.

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Hi, can you do imagine where reader is the youngest mikaelson and klaus always wants to know how is she, where she going, bc he really cares about her and never daggered her. Just want read whats it like to be the youngest mikaelson😃

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Elijah M. x Reader- Believe

“You didn’t believe I was dead?” “Never.”

Word Count- 1322

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(Your Full Name) was the love of Elijah Mikaelson’s life and he was hers. They had been together ever since they were kids. Esther even looked at (Y/N) like one of hers, so when the Mikaelsons were turned, she was as well. That led to a wonderful life between the two of them. 

Even though they were constantly on the run from Mikael, they had each other and their family and that was all that they needed to be content. There was never a sad day with all 5 of them. They could never ask for more because they all felt complete as a family. 

But one day that had all changed. (Y/N) was kidnapped by Lucien and the Mikaelsons had never been able to find her. Until the day that Lucien told them that he had put her in a coffin and let her sink to the bottom of the Pacific Ocean. The entire Mikaelson family was devastated and was never the same. Klaus started getting jealous of his siblings and in turn daggering them. Rebekah kept trying to leave and have a life of her own. 

None of them were as deeply affected as Elijah had been. He had lost the love of his life. He never thought anyone would accept him as his first priority was always his family. But (Y/N) loved that about him and fully supported him. Now, Elijah focused all his depression and loneliness into keeping his family together so that he didn’t lose anyone else. 

The family was ruined without (Y/N) but it opened their eyes to see how much they had all truly adored her. She was the glue that held that family together and without her, they suffered. 

~~~~ (Y/N) P.O.V. 600 years later ~~~~

I woke up to find myself in a small, cramped box and looked down to see that my hands and feet were tied. I attempted to break apart the ropes but realized that I had no strength.

“How long have I been asleep?” I thought aloud and tried my best to reach down to grab the knife I always kept in my shoe. 

I cut the ropes and then tried to push the top of the box off but it wouldn’t budge. So I threw my body up at it and managed to crack the wooden board a smidge. I tried to throw my body at the box again but it was a lot harder since I used most of my energy the first time. 

After a few times, I finally got the box open and looked out to find myself in a crypt. I glance around to try and figure out more ideas about the place but couldn’t recognize anything. I stand up and walk towards the stream of light I see in front of me. 

“(Y/N)?” I hear a hesitant voice call out from behind me just as I get to the cavern opening.

I turn around to see who it was that called to me, but I saw no one around. 

“Who are you? How do you know my name?” I questioned out loud, almost believing that I was just talking to myself. 

“No no no no. You shouldn’t have woken up unless....” the voice stammered as I tried to recognize how her voice sounded familiar. 

“Unless what?!” I demanded. 

“Unless he’s near,” she faltered as she stumbled closer to the light so I could finally see who she was.

“Tatiana?!” I exclaimed while running towards her, grabbing her by the throat and holding her in the air. 

“What are you doing here and who is he?!” I snapped and squeezed her throat tighter when she began clawing at my hands.

“E-El-Elijah.” she muttered as I dropped her to the ground. 

“Elijah is near? But what are you doing here? I thought you were dead.” I inquired as I got closer to her body lying on the ground.

“My name is not Tatiana. My name is Katerina. And as for why I am in here, the Salvatores, they locked me in here to save their precious Elena. She’s the next doppelganger, the human one at that.” Katerina explained as she looked up at me. 

“So Niklaus will be here soon as well. How did you know who I am though?” I asked as I helped her up.

“Are you kidding me?! You’re (Y/N) Mikaelson. Everyone in the supernatural world knows you, even if they’ve never met you. Most think you’re just a fairy tale as an attempt to explain why the Mikaelsons are the way they are. But I knew there was some truth behind it as I could see the pain behind Elijah’s eyes when I spent some time with him,” she explained and my heart dropped. 

“I must go find them, excuse me,” I told her as I ran to the exit.

“Wait!” she exclaimed before I could leave.

“What, I’m in a rush,” I sneered as I stalked back towards her.

“We can’t leave. There’s a spell on the door that prevents us from leaving.”

“Bullshit. I’m an original, there’s no way the spell can hold me,” I hissed as I ran out of the tomb. 

I ran to the middle of town and looked around to find people staring at me weirdly. Then again I wasn’t dressed to their era and I looked like shit. But I looked around to try and figure out where I was, only to find myself in 

“Mystic Falls?” I questioned aloud.

“Well you certainly don’t look like you belong in this time period, (Y/N).” A guy whispered to me as he linked his arm with mine and dragged me along the sidewalk.

“How do you know my name and who are you?” I questioned, done with all these people knowing who I am but I don’t know who they are. 

“My name is Damon Salvatore and your husband’s brother is currently hunting down my brother’s girlfriend and you’re gonna make him stop,” he explained as we continued walking down the street.

“Yeah, I’m not gonna be able to due that,” I told him as I tried to pull my arm away from his. But he wouldn’t budge.

“Damon, I suggest you let my dear (Y/N) alone or you will regret it,” I heard the voice I had been longing to hear say behind me.

“Elijah!” I rejoiced, turning around to face him.

“(Y/N), let’s go home, we have much to catch up on,” Elijah said as he took my arm and led me the opposite way of where ever Damon had been taking me. \

***time skip to back to the Mikaelson compound***

 “Come here,” Elijah told me as he laid down on our bed.

“I’m changing give me a minute, Mr. Impatient,” I remarked as I finished drinking from the blood bag I had and changed into the clothes Rebekah had given me when we got back.

“I haven’t seen you in 600 years and you’re more focused on getting dressed than me. I see how it is,” he joked and turned away from me.

“No, honey. Aw stop being jealous. We have all eternity to be together.” I told him as I ran towards the bed and went to jump on top of him.

Unfortunately, he knew I was going to try and jump on him so he caught me before I landed on him. 

“I love you, Elijah.” I said as I laid down next to him. 

“I love you too, my love,” he replied as he kissed my forehead. 

We laid there for a few minutes, wrapped in each others arms just enjoying being together once more. 

“Elijah, did you ever believe I was dead?” I asked, looking up at him. 

“Never, my love. I knew we would be together once more.” He said as he pulled me into a loving kiss.

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Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I haven’t had the inspiration to write. Plus, this is shit but its something meh 

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Her eyes - Klaus M. x Reader

Those eyes, welling with tears, would forever haunt him. 

Word Count- 945

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There was one Mikaelson family secret that would never be shared, no matter what happened. She was the biggest regret the family ever came to have. 

1,000 years ago, when the Mikaelsons had been turned, they lost their best friend, their sister. (Y/N) is the Mikaelson’s biggest secret. Their hearts broke at even the thought of her.

(Y/N) had been a part of the Mikaelson family since she was born. Her mother and Esther had been really good friends so when (Y/N) lost her parents, Esther was more than happy to take her into the family. The only thing Esther didn’t want to do to (Y/N) was condemn her to an immortal life.

No matter how much the Mikaelson siblings begged, Esther refused to turn (Y/N) as well. The siblings were very upset, but none were as distressed as Niklaus.

(Y/N) and Niklaus had been sneaking around in a secret relationship that only his siblings knew about since Mikael would never allow it. 

But being happy and her not being turned was not why they kept her such a sad secret. One night, Mikael had found out about (Y/N) and Klaus and was not happy He almost went as far as to strike her, but Niklaus got her out of there before he could. 

So that night, Niklaus did the one thing he never wanted to do. 

~~~ Flashback ~~~

“(Y/N), are you alright?” Niklaus asked once they were in a forest clearing, a safe distance from his father. 

“I’m fine, Nik. I just didn’t think that he would be that mad when he found out,” the girl confessed as she hugged the man in front of her. 

But what she didn’t know was that Nik was struggling with himself, barely able to hold her in his arms.

“(Y/N),” he called to get her attention as he pulled back from her grip.

“Yes, Nik?” she questioned as she noticed his anxious and uneasy state.

“I’m sorry, Love, but you are not safe with me anymore. I’m afraid my father will harm you if we stay together,” He ___, not being able to look his love in the eyes. 

“Niklaus, w-what are you sa-saying?” She stuttered, hoping what she thought wasn’t the truth.

“Love, you know what I’m saying. There’s too much danger towards you if we stay together. I can’t bear the thought of you being the reason you get hurt,” he ___, while hesitantly looking up to see tears welling in her eyes.

“No, we can work it out together. Don’t let me go just because you’re afraid of the what-ifs. I love you, Niklaus, and I know you love me, too,” she cried, while grabbing his hands.

“I do love you. But I’m sorry, Love,” he said looking directly in her eyes, “You are going to forget about our entire family and our entire life together. You were orphaned at 17 and you traveled to where you live now. You know nothing about vampires or any supernatural being.”

The girl blinked, wondering why there were tears in her eyes and looked around. She couldn’t remember why she wandered into the woods or how far from the village she was. So she looked to where the sun was and walked in that direction.

~~~ End of Flashback ~~~ Her beautiful (E/C) eyes, welled with tears, haunted Klaus for his entire existence. 

(Y/N), she was the only one he truly loved but he had pushed her away to protect her. And for that he lost her. But he had watched her that day, after running out of her view, to make sure that she arrived safely to the village. He often checked in to make sure that she was still safe. And soon, found out that she came across a good suitor and settled down. He was jealous that it wasn’t him she settled down with, but he knew it was to give her her best chance at a normal life.

But soon, he and his siblings had to run from Mikael and he couldn’t keep an eye on her. Though he never got over her, and finally when he could get back to check on her, she wasn’t there anymore. 

*** Your P.O.V. ***

Somehow, I had died with vampire blood in my system and became a vampire. And everything about my life with my family, the Mikaelsons, came rushing back to me. But the only problem was, I couldn't find them. I searched all over the world for them but was never successful. 

I never wanted to give up, but I had to. I had been around all corners of the world 5 times over and never found them. Do soon, i found a cute little town called Mystic Falls and settled down there. 

I made friends with Stefan and Damon Salvatore, two other vampires before making friends with their friends. 

One day, Elena, Bonnie, Caroline and I were all in the Mystic Grill having a nice lunch after a long day of shopping. 

“So what are you wearing for the decade dance, Bon?” Caroline asked before taking a bite of her salad. 

But before she could answer, I heard a familiar voice, “Can I get a beer, please?”

I turned and saw him at the bar. He looked the same as he did on that day except he had shorter hair and more modern clothing.

“Excuse me,” I said to the girls, as they continued talking and got up to walk towards the bar.

I noticed he heard and recognized me as he turned and looked my way.

“Niklaus?” I mumbled as I stopped walking and just looked at him.

“(Y/N)?” He whispered in disbelief and stood up. 

I smiled and continued to walk towards him.

“Is it really you, (Y/N)?” he uttered as he pulled me into a hug.

“Yes,” I breathed as I pulled back and looked him in the eyes. 

“B-but... how?” He stuttered.

“It doesn’t matter how. I’m here now. I love you,” I assured him before I kissed him.

“I love you, too, (Y/N),” he reciprocated when he pulled back before kissing me again.

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The Mikaelson brothers - Sibling Rivalry

Klaus x Reader , Elijah x Reader , Kol x Reader

Word count- 491

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“Take everything you think you know about sibling rivalry and times that by infinity,” I sneered as I sat down at the bar while the bartender poured me a drink.

“Why infinity?” The bartender, Cami, questioned me and slid the shot glass over to me.

“The Mikaelson brothers,” I whined and downed the drink, motioning for another.

“Oh boy. What are those boys fighting over now?” She prodded as she pulled me to a table to sit and talk.

“What aren’t they fighting over?” I joked which was followed by her and I laughing for a second.

“But seriously. For some god damn reason, they’re all fighting over me,” I grumbled and grabbed the bottle from Cami’s hand. 

“Why are they fighting over you?” She asked, puzzled while getting another bottle of who know’s what.

“Ugh. They all claim to be in love with me. And they’re doing everything under the fucking sun to get on my good side. Which was nice at first but now they’re just something me.” I groaned as I saw them all fighting to get in the cafe door.

“And, we’re leaving,” Cami said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the back of the bar.

“I’m surprised Niklaus has yet to stake Kol and Elijah,” I said as Cami continued to pull me until we were in a secret room.

“Okay, spill. Which Mikaelson do you like the most?” Cami interrogated me as she sat us down. 

“I don’t know. And they won’t give me space for more than a second so I can’t even think about it. Kol is adorable with all his boyish charm. Elijah is a true gentleman. And Niklaus is very artistic. But they’re all protective and love their family. But they’re also danger magnets. Ugh! I have absolutely no idea, Cami. I just wish for one second that they would stop fighting each other over me and for once, fight for me,” I ranted as I paced back and forth and threw my hands in the air.

“Hun, sit down and relax. Just take a minute to yourself and think about which one you like the most. You can have all the time you wish, you don’t have to see them until you’re ready,” Cami reassured me as she pushed me into my chair.

But without a second thought, I shoved her out of my way and ran out of the room as I screamed, “Thank you, Cami!”

“No problem,” she laughed, confused but went back to tending the bar.

But I ran all the way back to the Mikaelson Mansion as the boys were no longer in the bar when I left. I entered to see all the boys bickering over me. But before they had a chance to fuss over me disappearing, I stopped them. 

“I choose you,” I confessed to him before jumping in his arms and kissing him, knowing I made the right choice. 

But who is him?

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Klaus Mikaelson - Put Me Down!

“Please put me down. It’s just a sprained ankle.”

Word Count: 491

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“This is exactly why I don’t let you help with plans, (Y/N). You end up getting hurt because of me and I feel guilty,” Klaus reminded me as he knelt down next to my figure that was currently sprawled out on the ground.

“I can’t help it that I was born human, Nik. Plus, you guys needed my help this time. And if it ever came down to it, I would give my life for this family,” I vowed and flinched as he looked over the cuts on my face and my black and blue ankle.

“There will be none of you giving or even risking your life. Not after tonight,” Klaus scolded as he gently picked me up bridal-style.

“Nik, please put me down. It’s just a sprained ankle. I’m fine,” I pleaded  as I tried to wiggle out of his arms before he tightened his grip on me.

“I will not be doing any such thing until we return home where Freya can look at your ankle,” he grumbled and vamp-sped us to our car.

I knew he wasn’t going to let go of me, even in the car. Because as we got to the car, Elijah saw us and got in the driver’s seat.

“Whatever,” I mumbled as I curled up into Klaus’s chest and fell asleep.

~~~ Time Skip ~~~

I woke up the next day to find that my ankle had been healed, whether by Freya or Klaus. I also realized that instead of lying next to me on the bed, Klaus was across the room, solemnly painting.

I got up as quiet as I could, although I knew he heard me because I saw his head pick up just a slight bit. I walked over and hugged him from behind, feeling how he was tenser than he usually is.

“What’s wrong, Nik?” I asked, placing a kiss on his left shoulder.

“Nothing, Love. You should go back to bed and get some rest,” He whispered while continuing to paint.

“No, Nik. Do not shut me out. What is bothering you? I’m not leaving you alone until you tell me,” I urged and start to massage his neck.

Instead of answering right away, he turned around in my arms and nuzzled his face into my neck.

“I’m sorry, Love,” Nik began before I cut in.

“Nik, you have nothing to be sorry for. I got hurt on my own. You couldn’t have stopped it,” I chided while stroking his hair.

“No, Love. I’m sorry because I let you be a part of the plan and you got hurt because of that. Last night just showed me how innocent and vulnerable as a human. And I’m scared of losing you,” he confessed while looking me straight in my eyes.

“I love you, Nik. I’m not going anywhere,” I assured before leaning in to kiss him.

“I love you, too, (Y/N),” he reciprocated before meeting my lips.

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The Mikaelsons - Stay Here

“So what if I broke my arm? I’m still doing it!”

Reader x Mikaelsons (platonic) 

Word count- 495

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It was happening again. Some new supernatural threat entered New Orleans and was picking a fight with the Mikaelsons. 

But this time, the family was trying to keep me out of it. Yeah I broke my arm and was almost killed last time, but I was not going to let them leave me out.

I swung my legs over the side of the bed and attempted to stand up. The pain killers and cast on my left arm were not making it easy. But I was determined to get to the courtyard, or the war room as I joked since we plan there all the time.

As I opened my door, I was meet with loud bickering coming from said courtyard. 

“Why is everyone yelling?” I screamed from my place on the balcony and saw everyone stop and stare at me. 

Next thing I knew, I had Elijah right in front of me. “My dear, (Y/N). What are you doing out of bed? You need your rest,” Elijah stated as he tried to push me back into my room.

“I appreciate your concern, Elijah, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m coming to help you guys plan whether you like it or not,” I countered as I walked past him and went down the stairs only to be stopped by Niklaus. 

“love, i agree with my brother. You must rest so your arm can heal,” Nik insisted before I just walked right past him, too. 

“Boys, I am not going anywhere. Accept that and sit down so we can work on a plan,” I demanded while crossing my legs as I sat down.

Niklaus muttered something but I couldn’t quite catch it, so I let it slide.

“Alright, so here’s the plan.”

~~~~~~~~~Time skip (The plan is done) ~~~~~~~~~~

Everyone got ready to head out and help with their part of the plan, including me. But I was soon stopped before I could exit the Mikaelson Mansion.

“And where are you headed, darling?” Kol stepped up and inquired me, still not letting me pass.

“To help with the plan. Now get out of my way,” I growled and tried to shove him out of my way but he was stronger than me considering he is an Original Vampire. 

“Sorry, Love, but you are staying here and getting some rest,” Nik cut in as Elijah gently guided me back into the mansion.

“No! I’m coming with! You need my help!” I fought back against Elijah but he held me in a firm and solid grip.

“(Y/N), please stop fighting, my dear. You’re staying here. You already have a broken arm. We don’t want you getting further injured.” Elijah tried to calm me down but it wouldn’t work, I was not backing down. 

“So what if I broke my arm? I’m still doing it!” I retorted.

“I’m sorry, but you’re staying here. You’re our beloved human and we must protect you. Freya,” was the last thing I heard from Nik before everything went black.

A/N- after this, I had wrote Mikaelson so many times that I thought it was spelled wrong. I need help

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Jerome Valeska - ‘Accident’

After it had happened, everyone tried to comfort me, and told me that it would all be okay. That everything would turn out alright in the end. I sure hoped it wouldn't. Because little did they know, I was the one who had caused the problem, and I had done it for a reason.

                                          Word count- 1065

        (In this, the reader's <your> father died instead of Jerome's mother)

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    The circus had just 'finished up' the last show of the night. Or it was looking that way. Because for some fucking reason the Graysons and the Lloyds had to get in a fight. And of course there had to be a fucking cop in the audience who brought ALL of us to the precinct. He couldn't just take the one's who started the fight, nope. He took us ALL.

    But Jerome and I escaped, hand in hand, through the back of the tent before some cops could come get us. And we decided to go for a walk along the river to stay out of the way in case any other cops came sweeping through.

    "Hey, doll? It's getting a little chilly, I'm gonna go grab out jackets from the trailer. Wait here," Jerome said before kissing the back of my hand and letting it fall back to my side.

    "Ok," I said, flashing him a smile and turning to face the river.

     But it was a lie, I wasn't going to stay there. I wanted to walk, the river looking so pretty under the full moon. It wasn't often I got to see a sight like this, my father usually never let me out of the trailer unless a show was going on. Even then, he had me right next to him.

    I would always have to sneak out of the trailer after he was passed out drunk so I could spend some time with my best friend and boyfriend, Jerome Valeska. But there were those rare times that he would find out and beat me until I blacked out.

   No one ever knew that he beat me, he was smart enough to hide it. Not even J knew. I was scared out of my mind to tell anyone but I knew I had to do something.

   Without realizing it, my feet had already started walking down the riverbank. It was peaceful tonight, not many cars were zooming around, and there weren't many gunshots to be heard. You would not believe what happened in some of these towns we go through.

   I kept walking because I knew Jerome would catch up to me eventually. He can't call my name, though, because that could catch the attention of any cops nearby. But I knew he would freak when he came back and saw I wasn't there anymore. I'm pretty sure he had some suspicions of what my dad did to me, but he would never understand the magnitude of what he did to me.

    But as I came to a little hill on the side of the river, I saw the silhouette of a person laying on the ground.

   I knew better than to call out but I was still curious about who they were and why they were so close to a circus. I mean, no one wanted to ever be near us freaks unless they were attending the circus.

   "Hello?" I asked, stepping slightly closer, but not to close, to the person. There was no answer for a long time.

  "Who are you?" I questioned again, while stepping closer only to see a booze bottle on the ground next to them. I walked closer to the person and pulled out my torch to shine it upon them as the clouds rolled over the moon.

    Next thing I knew, I was met with a guy, no, my father, laying on the ground foam around his mouth and his eyes bloodshot.

   I felt relived, yet scared at the same time. All of a sudden, I heard a girl screaming at the top of her lungs, someone's heavy footsteps running along the riverbank, and the wind whipped at my face. My brain was in slo-motion but soon registered, I was the one screaming, the heavy footsteps belonged to Jerome as he ran to find me, and the wind whipped at my face as I fell to the ground. But I didn't fall all the way to the ground as Jerome caught me.

   I was sobbing as I frantically tried crawling away.

  "No, no, no, no, no," I repeated over and over as Jerome held me and tried to soothe me.

  "Hey, hey (Y/N). Hey, it's Jerome. You're okay. It's going to be fine," J whispered and stroked my hair trying to get me to stop crying.

~~~~~~~ Time skip (Info: A cop who was sweeping the trailers heard you scream and ran to the scene. He called Gordon who brought you and Jerome to the precinct) ~~~~~~~

    I was sitting in Jerome's lap at the precinct, waiting for a guy named Detective Jim Gordon to come in and question us. Jerome was holding me to his chest and calmly rocking us back and forth as he knew I was still stressed out.

   The door opened and a tall blonde came in and sat down across from us. I got down from Jerome's lap and sat in the chair next to him, with slight hesitation from J.

   "So I just called you two down to tell you the autopsy report," the guy, I'm guessing Detective Gordon, started. "Mr. (Your Last Name), died earlier today of alcohol poisoning. I'm sorry for your loss, you two may go home."

   With that, he got up and held the door to the questioning room open for us to walk through. Jerome got up first and helped me up as I was still in shock. But I was glad we got to go home because it was getting so hard to keep up this act.

   Jerome and I took a taxi back to my trailer and the whole way, I was silent but J kept holding my hand and kept telling me how everything would turn out ok.

  But it wouldn't be ok, it wouldn't turn out ok in the end. At least, I really hoped it wouldn't. Because no one knew, but I was the one who did it. I slipped some poison in my dad's alcohol, hoping he would drink it and die. But now, I needed to keep it a secret because I hadn't just done it to get away from him.    

I did it because I loved it. It wasn't the first time I had killed someone, and it wouldn't be the last.  All I could hope for was Jerome to stay with me throughout the crazy ride.

(A/N) This one was kinda creepy and I feel really weird now. *Shudders*

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Ian Gallagher - Cop Cars

                      "The phrase, 'Ignore it and it will go away,' does NOT                                       apply to being chased by a dozen cop cars. Trust me."

                                                  Word Count- 1002

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    I ran down the street like my life depended on it, although it kinda did. Actually, it did. You see, I got myself into some trouble, pissed off the wrong people and now the cops are after me.

    Why are the cops after me? Well the people I pissed off went and fucked up some store or some shit (I don't really know what they did) but what the important part is, they blamed it on me. Ya know, it isn't my problem I couldn't do the job they needed me to do, it went against my morals. And to add to that, my last name is Milkovich so the cops definitely believed I had been the one to do it.

    But all of that flew out of the window the moment I booked it down the road. Thankfully it was night time and I was wearing dark clothes so I blended in with my surroundings and could get away faster.

    I turned onto a road and realized that I wouldn't make it back to my house. At this point I had run a little over maybe 4 miles. That's a lot for people who haven't exercised since they left high school. But I knew that I could make it to their house. Ha. The craziest house on the block. Also home to my best friend, Ian Gallagher.

    I ran to the back of their house just as the cops turned down the street. As I ran in the back door I could hear Tony over the microphone, "(Y/N)! Come out now! You only look guiltier when you run."

   There was no way in hell I was going to turn myself in, not when I had evidence that it wasn't me who committed the crime. I slammed the door behind me and looked at the dinner that I interrupted.

    "Hey, everybody! Long time no see," I panted out, doubling over from the exhaustion of running.

    "What the hell happened to you?" Ian exclaimed as he shot up from his seat and grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and bringing it over to me.

    "The phrase, 'Ignore it and it will go away,' does NOT apply to being chased by a dozen cop cars. Trust me."

    "Why were the cops after you?!" He freaked as he put the ice pack on the back of my neck and felt how hot my forehead was.

    "Fucked over the wrong people and they threw a crime to make it look like I had done it. I just ran over 4 miles to get away from Tony, who I think was going easy on me. But -," I didn't even get to finish what I was trying to say before I blacked out.

    When I wake up, I find myself laying in Ian's bed with 5 fans blowing directly on me. I get up, sore as hell, and look around to see that I was in some of Ian's clothes. I look next to me to see a glass of water on his night table so I take it and chug it down.

    I get up and immediately fall as I feel the burning pain in my quads. I was used to pulling muscles in my legs, but never to this degree. I hear footsteps rushing up the stairs and see Ian run down the hallway to get to me.

    "(Y/N)!!!" Ian yelled before picking me up and putting me back on his bed. "(Y/N), are you ok? What happened? Why did you get up?"

    "I wanted to know what the hell was going on, but it turns out I pulled some muscles in my legs big time.

    "I will take you to the clinic as soon as possible, but for now, stay in bed. Ugh, I don't know what I'm going to do with you. Also, I went on your phone and saw the evidence you had on it. I sent Tony the videos and photos and they're looking for those guys, you're off the hook." Ian explained as he left his hand on my shoulder.

    "Oh thank God," I said and did a little cheer wiggle. "Thank you, Ian. I don't know what I would do without you." I sat up and gave him a hug and pulled back to see his cheeks were red. "By any chance, did you happen to get a hold of Mickey?" I was really worried since Mickey practically raised me since I was the youngest and he was so overprotective of me.

    "No, I called a few times but he didn't answer. I can try again," He suggested but I patted his shoulder.

    "Don't worry about it, I'll call him. But um, how did I get into your clothes?" I asked looking at him, confusion written all over my face.

    "Oh, right," he said and rubbed the back of his neck while looking away. "When you passed out, I grabbed you and brought you to the bathroom. I ran a cold bath and threw you in to try and cool you down. And I couldn't leave you in soaking wet clothes so Fi and V changed you."

    "Ok, thanks," I said and hugged him again. "Can you get me my phone?"

    "Yeah, but don't leave the bed," He said as he jumped up and ran to get my phone.

    A few seconds later, he returned and handed me my phone.

    "Thanks, Ian. I love you," I admitted, testing to see how he would react.

    "No problem, I love you, too," He voiced and kissed my forehead.

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Ian Gallagher - Take a Walk

                                     Just some cute little fluff with Ian.

                                                Word count -  716

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    A lot of shit had been going down in the Gallagher house lately, Lip going to college, Frank getting shot, Fiona just getting out of house arrest, Carl going to Juvie, and Sammi being a psychopath. Ian and I just couldn't deal with it and decided to go for a walk.

   "Ian! Come on, I wanna go!!" I complained up the front stairs.

   "I'm coming! Give me a second!" He yelled back down.

    "Where are you two going?" Fiona asks as she slips by me and up the stairs.

   "Out for a walk, then we might go out to dinner," Ian winked at me as he passed Fiona on the stairs and told our plans.

   "Come on! Let's go!" I screech as I grab his hand and pull him out the front door.

   "What's got you in such a good mood today, missy?" Ian laughs as I continue to haul his ass down the road.

   "I'm going on a walk with my best friend on such a nice day! But I'm sorry, should I not be in a good mood?" I sassed and immediately dropped Ian's hand as I sat down on the pavement.

   "No, baby, I'm sorry. I was just curious if your mood was because of me or not. Come on, let's go," He tried apologizing with his nickname for me before trying to pick me up off the ground.

   But no, I was still in a good mood, I just wasn't going to let him see that. So as he tried to pick me up so we could go, I flopped and played Dead Fish. He wasn't going to win that easily. But before I knew it, he laid me back onto the ground and laid down right next to me.

   And God knows what was going through his mind because he then rolled onto his side and cuddled me like we were in bed.

   "Alright! Nope! Get off me! What is wrong with you? Ian!" I screamed as I tried to get him off me.

   "Are you in a better mood yet?" He simply asked before I nodded and continued to flop around. "Ok." Was all he said before he got off me and jumped right up.

   "I don't like you sometimes," I said as I grabbed his hand that he held out for me and stood up.

   "Oh, come on. You know you love me," He said as he pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head.

   "You know you love me, blah blah blah," I mocked him in a squeaky voice and hugged him back as he laughed.

   "But you better watch out," I warned him as I pulled my head off his chest and looked him in the eyes.

   "Why?" He asked, confused just as I bolted out of his arms.

   "Because of this!" I whooped as I ran full speed towards the trail we were going to.

   "(Y/N)!!! GET BACK HERE," He yelled as he ran after me.

   "Never!" I screamed back as I kicked into high drive when I realized he was closing in.

    However, my head start was nothing compared to how fast this boy could run and I knew this too. So all of a sudden, I stopped and dropped to my knees and he flew past. But the only problem with that, he thought I fell and he jumped into protective older brother mode.

    "(Y/N)! Oh my god! Are you alright?! Are you hurt? What happened?" He asked a million questions as he rushed to my side.

    But I couldn't answer him as I was laughing hysterically and I just threw my arms around him to hug him. But he thought that my laughing was me crying and got really worried. Finally I calmed down enough to answer him.

    "Ian, I love you. I'm fine. I dropped on purpose," I answered him through giggles and kissed his cheek.

   "Oh my god, (Y/N). You scared the shit outta me. I thought you got hurt. Don't do that again, baby. I hate to see my best friend in pain," he said as he hugged me back as tight as he could.

    "I love you, too," he whispered in the crook of my neck before we got up and continued on our walk.

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Jerome Valeska - Bloody

                                  "It's blood not nuclear waste. Chill out."

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    Theo was very specific in saying that Jerome was not to know about the little rendezvous I was in charge of. Theo had someone coming after him and he wanted me to take out that person. And he didn't want Jerome to know or go because if Jerome knew, J would not let me go without him. Also, Theo was afraid that if J knew and went, that we would escape together. And he's a smart man, because it would have happened that way.

    But here I am, on top of a building at 2 in the morning waiting for the guy to leave the building. Why it had to be so early in the morning, I don't know. But it did make it a little easier to escape from Jerome's clutches.

    Don't get me wrong, I love Jerome. And he loves me. But he is very protective of me, like overly protective. Although I love that, I also love getting out and doing my own little 'performances' per say. He almost never lets me leave my sight unless he absolutely has to.

   I snap out of my thoughts as I hear chatter in the alley. I sweep my sniper down and look around. Weird, I thought. There's no one there. Next thing I know, a bullet pierced through my left shoulder and I bit down a scream. I look the way the bullet came from and see the guy I was supposed to kill. I immediately shoot him in the head before he can get away.

  As I check my wound, I realize that it'll be fine after I patch it up. Eh, I've had worse. I continue to lay on the rooftop for a few seconds to see if he was truly down. But as I watched, I heard footsteps behind me. The person was obviously trying to keep quiet, but failing horribly. Before I could turn around fast enough, a knife buried itself in my calf. This time I couldn't hold back the scream.

  I whipped around and shot the guy in his balls causing him to fall to his knees. I took this to my advantage and grabbed his head and snapped his neck. I picked his body up with the little strength I had and threw it off the rooftop, watching it fall 5 stories before smashing against the pavement.

   "Mother fucker," I say as I pulled the knife out of my leg and try to assess the wound through the bleeding.

   By now, almost my entire body was soaked with blood, not all was mine though. I knew I looked like shit, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do was go home and get cleaned up. As I stood up, I got very lightheaded and I could tell I was very pale. I pulled out my phone to call Theo to let him know it was done, but before I could, everything went black.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip; like 6 hours~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

   I woke up expecting to feel the ginger that sleeps next to me, pull me closer or yawn like usual. But it didn't happen. I sit up and look around and found myself on a rooftop. I looked down and saw that I was laying in a puddle of blood.

   I immediately started to freak out as I remembered what had went down and how I was supposed to be back before the sun rose. But as I looked around, I saw that the sun was already up and very high. I looked at my watch and saw that it was a little after 8 am.

  I took my time as I got up to make sure I wouldn't pass out again and took very little steps. The stairs were very difficult to go down but I had made it and I was now outside in full sunlight, looking like a corpse. It didn't help that I was wanted either.

   I hurried back to Theo's as fast as possible while still taking my time. I was just about there when I had the sensation to pass out again. I re-evaluated my wounds and saw that they were still very bad and needed to be treated very soon.

    But I had no more time to think about that as I entered Theo's apartment building. And just my luck as the elevator was out so I had to take the stairs. The entire way up was excruciatingly painful.

   "God, I would rather fucking die than be doing this right now," I grumbled under my breath as I climbed the last few stairs, holding my worst wound to try and stop the bleeding.

   As soon as I got to the door of Theo's apartment, I almost collapsed if it weren't for the door being locked.

   "What the fuck?! Let me in!" I yelled as I banged my fist on the door while still trying to hold myself up.

   "Oh my God! (Y/N)! Thank God. Jerome woke up this morning and couldn't find you. He's having a panic attack thinking something bad happened to you!" Barbara exclaimed as she opened the door for me.

  I rushed past her as fast as I could to where I could hear Jerome muttering and sobbing from. I knew how bad his panic attacks could get and felt really guilty for causing one.

  "Jerome! Breathe, I'm right here. I'm fine," I cooed into his ear, trying to get him to calm down.

  "(Y/N)!!" He whipped around and faced me, about to hug me when his face dropped and paled even more than normal.

  "(Y/N)? Wh-what happ-happened? Are you ok-okay? Why are y-you?" Jerome was still freaked out and him seeing me a bloody mess definitely did not help him.

  "I'm fine, relax. I jus-" I tried to start explaining before I was cut off by Jerome yelling.

  "FINE? (Y/N), YOU ARE A BLOODY MESS AND HAVE BEEN MISSING ALL MORNING!! DO NOT EVEN TRY TO LIE TO ME!"

  "Dude, it's blood, not nuclear waste. Chill out. As for why I was gone all morning, I had a job that needed to be done and it went south pretty fast. But for right now, all you need to know is that I'm fine and I'm back. But I do have to go patch up before I pass out again, so if you'll excuse me." I explained pushing past him and heading towards the bathroom to stitch up my wounds.

~~~~~TIME SKIP you finished stitching yourself up :) ~~~~~

   I finished stitching myself up and limped into my bedroom. I sat down on the bed just as Jerome walked in. He looked like a sad puppy that had been kicked out in the rain. I felt bad for him but I couldn't do much or I'd rip my stitches.

   He walked over to me and gingerly sat down on the bed next to me.

   "I'm sorry," He whispered as he put his head onto my shoulder. "I was just worried about you and wasn't sure if you were safe or not."

   "I'm sorry, too. I shouldn't have treated you like that. I know you were worried. And I'm sorry I came back so late, I was supposed to be here before you woke up but things went downhill and I couldn't make it back in time," I apologized softly to him while planting a light kiss on fluffy, ginger hair.

   "You have nothing to be sorry for, gorgeous. Mistakes happen and we just have to move past them. But I am glad that you're home safe and sound. Now let's cuddle," He explained before throwing me, gently, onto the bed and pulled me close into his arms.

   "I love you," I whispered as he started to play with my hair.

   "Goodnight, gorgeous," He whispered on my forehead. "I love you, too."