#Alaric Saltzman x reader

[smuttyfandomgalore]

Klaus knows Alaric is head over heels for reader so when he posesses alaric, he decides to torture alaric by making him have his first time with reader something he won't remember 👀

!!!!!!!!! IMAGINE !!!!!!!!!! Oh Klaus enjoys this a little too much. He has her gagging on Alaric's cock; tugging her locks before his hand snakes under her skirt

[independentwarlocksworld]

Dating Alaric Saltzman would include:

Researching together

Library dates and late nights

Having quiet stay-in nights together

Knowing a lot of history

He would talk about his classes to you and just sort of blabber on about it

Bringing him coffee while he grades papers

Cuddling on the couch because you both don't go to sleep until very late

Calling him Ric

He wouldn't be very bid on public displays of affection (PDA) but he's very intimate when you are alone

[countrymusiclover]

Klaus Mikaelson

"Princess" More than a Nickname (Klaus Mikaelson x reader, TVD) complete ✅

Her Life Means Everything (Klaus Mikaelson x Forbes, Caroline's sister. TVD) Complete ✅️

Gemini Runaway (Klaus x witch OC) complete ✅️

Family is More than Blood (Gemini Runaway sequel, Legacies) on going ✴️

Ken

A God Worthy Soulmate (Ken, Legacies) complete ✅

Alaric Saltzman

Werewolf Forbes (Alaric Saltzman/Klaus Mikaelson x reader. TVD) complete ✅

[widowkate]

his princess | alaric saltzman

ship : alaric saltzman x fem!! reader

WARNINGS : fingering, oral ( female receiving, daddy kink, some sir/dr kink, spit, spanking , legal age gap

NOTES : this inspired a dark! alaric fic in me….. thinking dirty thoughts

request? : yes @fulchecker

summery : alaric and you are hunting for malivore monsters, yet you get a little distracted

Malivore was no joke, sending monsters day after day was getting exhausting. Hope needed a break and decided to have a movie night with the rest of the super squad. And not wanting to leave Alaric alone you ditched your squad and headed with him to go hunt a gremlin … or something.

Okay, maybe you lied. Maybe you just wanted to get to admire your best friends dad alone without them here! Could anyone blame you? His print in his jeans showed he liked your flirty touches!

Alaric didn’t want to act on his impulses. But when you would call him dr. saltzman in your sickeningly sweet voice he would want to tear his pants off and pound you on his desk. But he couldn’t do that — You were his daughters bestfriend!

The gremlin was easy to track, easier to kill. And now you sat in the car with your headmaster — your hot headmaster.

“Get some rest, We should be back soon” Alaric said — his hands gripping the steering wheel.

You bit your lip “I’d rather stay up and talk with you” You gained the confidence to say. It wasn’t unusual for you to throw flirty comments at him once and a while. Doing it when you knew Lizzie or Josie wouldn’t notice.

Alaric raised a eyebrow, your in uniform short skirt and low cut top had his dick hard already. “Is that so?”

You nodded “Yes, sir” You treaded on dangerous territory. Watching the way Alaric gulped, Adjusting his hand placement on the steering wheel.

“Sir?” Alaric questioned. That was a unusual title. Dr.Saltzman / Mr. Saltzman or even a Alaric from hope was what he was used too.

“I mean you are in charge here right?” Alaric’s jeans tightened around his cock at your words “Maybe i should call you.. daddy” Your own eyes widened at your words. But it was just what you needed to say to get what you wanted

The car came to a jolt “What did you say?” Alaric said — caught off guard

You went to apologize “Dr. Saltzman im so-“ He cut you off with his hand on your thigh

“No-No. Say it again” He demanded

“… I’m sorry Daddy” Something in Alaric‘s eyes changed.

His hand trailed up your thigh and touched your slit through your panties. Your pussy was wet and you could hear him chuckle under his breathe.

“Tell me you want this, If you don’t, I’ll stop” His finger rubbed your clit through your panties as you through your head back against the seat.

“P-Please keep going” You panted out. You felt him move your underwear to the side and insert a finger in you and you let out a loud moan.

“That’s a good girl” He said as he rubbed your clit with his thumb

“Daddy please!” You whimpered, bucking your hips to try and get more friction.

“Shhh Princess” He pushed your hair out of your face and pumped another finger in you — You felt like you were floating as his hand was pumping in and out of you.

“Daddy” You mumbled in your foggy state of euphoria.

“Just let go princess, Let go for daddy” He rubbed at your clit and you felt your hips buck and your legs shake as you came hard. Alaric was still rubbing your clit in your high and pushing your hair out of your face — repeating “That’s a good girl, cum for daddy”

You let out a soft moan as you relaxed in your seat. You heard Alaric get out of the car and heard your door open. The next thing you knew he was lifting onto the car hood — Ass up and tugged down your skirt.

Smack You let out a whimper

“You are a naughty little girl, princess” You moaned at his words smack “Teasing daddy since you first arrived at the school — Infront of my daughters, your bestfriends. What would they think of you now?” smack

He flipped you over and undid your school uniform top. He played with your nipples “You are so beautiful darling”

You thanked him through tears, your ass was red and raw “Thank you daddy”

Alaric spit into his hand and rubbed it over your pussy “Be a good girl for daddy” You suddenly felt nervous that someone would see you — looking to the side you saw nobody else was on the road

Alaric’s tongue began lapping at your cunt. You reached down and grabbed his hair, humping at his face as his nose edged you on and on and on- until you were about to let that knot in your stomach explode and then- he pulled away.

He tsked at you “Daddy needs to cum too baby” He lifted your legs up and you moaned the loudest you ever have as you felt him enter you.

His thrusts were rough and jolted you against the car. He loved the way your boobs bounced against your face and you were shaking from the overstimulation. Alaric thrusted himself deep inside you as he felt his thrusts get messier.

“Daddy” You moaned as he sucked ok your nipple and when you felt his warm cum hit your pussy you felt the knot in your stomach explode as he did his last thrusts in you. You guys stayed like that for a few minutes until he pulled out. Pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

“Let’s not tell Lizzie and Josie about this yet”

“Yet?” You questioned

“You thought this would be a one time thing” You smiled.

He pressed a kiss to your forehead “Come on Princess” He helped you off the car and grabbed a wipe to clean you up.

[zmxchs]

Oops

Pairing: Alaric x Mikaelson!reader

Warning: mention of smut, fluff, funny

Note: This is a small idea that randomly popped into my head. I hope you enjoy it. Also my first Alaric post and first post since i started back school. And wrote it in chem :/

Word count: 276

Start reading under the cut ¡¡

You and Alaric plopped down onto the pillows, stairing into space, catching you guys breathes. It was the first morning you were back at the Salvatore school and you and your boyfriend both missed you guys morning sex.

As your breathing became normal, you moved and layed on Alaric's chest. You look up at him and smiles, which he returns.

"I missed you" you say quietly.

He places a finger under your chin and leaned you head up, and places a soft, loving kiss on your lips.

"I missed you too." He responded.

You cozied back into his chest, taking in his warmth, that you very much missed when you were gone.

You heard your phone ring and glanced over to see it was your niece Hope.

"I'll call her back later" you tell Alaric and he hums.

But not 1 more time 3 more times, your phone rang. Hope, Lizzie and Josie this time. You finally decided to grab your phone and before you can call back any of your girls, you notice the date.

You pop up holding the cover to your chest, Alaric coming up with you.

"What's wrong love?" He asks

You don't answer, and open the calendar on your phone to see it wasn't Saturday like you both thought.

You slowly look at Alaric "Love what day did you say it is?"

He raises an eyebrow, slightly confused "Saturday hun. Why?"

You show him your phone, date not showing Saturday, but 11 o'clock on Friday.

Alaric shrugs "oops."

You both start laughing until jumping out of bed and running around trying to get ready since you both had classes to teach

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[nevereverthem]

TVD fanfiction :

As much as I love Bonkai and will never get enough of them....

Somehow, I want to read [name] x reader about

Matt Donovan

Tyler Lockwood

Alaric Saltzman

🙄🙄🙄🙄

SEND ME !! WRITE !! I COMMAND IT !!

For real though, text me, PLEASE !!

🙏💕🙄💀🙄💕🙏

[tubelightanyaa]

Like I can't be the only one who wants more Alaric content

Pls he is so underrated and so fine

he👏🏼deserves👏🏼more👏🏼attention.

[marvelslut16]

There needs to be more love for Alaric Saltzman on this app, specifically tvd era Alaric.

That is all.

[bellarkeselection]

TVD

Alaric saltzman

Reader moves to mystic falls and bumps into a familiar face at the school shes a English teacher ( they had a fling before he moved ) she's pregnant " it's yours " she says

Vampire Hunter Pregnancy

Exiting my classroom I rushed to the bathroom leaning over the toilet and puking. Luckily it was lunch time so all the students were in the cafeteria for the time being. Wiping my hand across my mouth I throw my head back groaning in disgusts that this is happening. Exiting the bathroom a few seconds later I tripped on a trash can screaming but arms wrapped around my waist before I could hit the cold floor of the high school. "Woah careful there. I'd hate to see anyone like you slip and fall..Y/n oh my god is it really you?" I recognized the voice as a guy that I had a one night stand with at a bar in my hometown years ago. Once he helps me to stand on my feet I still gripped his arms just in case I would fall again. "Hi Ric long time no see huh...thanks for the save I've gotta go."

I tug my arms from his grasp starting to walk away but pain shoots to my stomach where I gripped onto it. My hair falls over my shoulders and he rests a hand on my back softly rubbing circles on my back. "Hey, are you okay. What's going on are you following me or something. Uh - not that I'm not happy to see you again." He stuttered where I sighed turning to face him resting his right hand on my stomach. His eyes trained on mine softly in confusion. "Ric, I'm not following you. I just came here for a fresh start...it's just...I'm pregnant and...it's yours." I watched him gasp knitting his brows at my words. We had gotten together after having some tequila at a bar..in New Orleans I think. "Are you sure...I would have stayed if I had known something like this would happen. I'm sorry Y/n."

"Ric, it's okay really. I - I'm just worried you wouldn't want it. So I decided to just try and start my life over-" He cuts me off wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me into his embrace. I sighed a little taken back by his actions but I bury my face into his chest until he broke the hug moving hair from my eyes. "Of course I'd want it. No matter what I will always be here for you. How about I buy you lunch we've got about an hour before we have classes to teach." He suggested with a smile titling his head to the side. Intertwining my hand with his he kisses my hair draping his arm over my shoulder leading me outside to his car.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[itsstrange]

Lost Without You

Relationship: Alaric Saltzman x Hybrid Reader

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries, Legacies.

A/N: So believe it or not, I had this idea in a dream lmao I just woke up and I was like “👀👀 I’m gonna write that!” So.. I hope y’all enjoy this lol.

I know I mostly write for Marvel, The Boys, Supernatural, Chicago PD but I’m also gonna start dropping stories for The Vampire Diaries Boys. Mainly Alaric and a lil bit of some other characters. So beware ⚡️

Summary: Alaric gets badly injured during a fight, Reader does everything to get him to safety but isn’t quick enough.

Word Count: 3.2K

Warnings: (Yes) Blood mentioned, lots of blood, mention of death, character death, pain, heartbreak, breaking point, confessions, kissing,

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Enjoy ✨

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Things quickly escalated and got out of hand. Nobody was prepared for what was to come. Yes, everyone had some training at the school, they know how to fight battles, but they were still unprepared for what came. A whole army of monsters rose from the pit, quickly causing mayhem at the Salvatore school and at Mystic Falls. Why? A distraction probably. From what (Y/n) heard by other students, they were after one last artifact, obviously everyone put up a fight to prevent them from stealing it but it still wasn’t enough.

(Y/n) was in Mystic Falls gathering more information when it had happened, Malivore monsters hunting for sport, or maybe it was a distraction to stop her from heading to the school. And she was right. After fighting monster after monster she eventually killed the last one, giving her time to breathe and using that time to make acall. She had called Ric but he didn’t answer, which he normally does after the fifth ring but this time he didn’t. Knowing things weren’t right she begins making her way towards her car as she dials Hope’s number.

“(Y/n)!!” Her voice comes through the line just as she was reaching her car,

“Hope I just took down a whole—,”

“We need help!!” Hope screams with a groan, but what makes (Y/n) sprint away was, “Alaric… he needs help!”

And that’s how she ended at a burning Salvatore school. When she had arrived, bodies of all kinds of creatures laid on the front lawn with blood staining the grass, if the lawn was this bad then inside wasn’t gonna be any prettier. She thought correctly. Inside things were broken, smashed into, blood of every different shade and dirt stained the walls, the floor, and the carpet. Stairs were broken, things were burning, it was just pure fucking mayhem. As if an atomic bomb went off at the place.

As she was making her way through the school, she’ll sometimes find herself fighting against some unique monster or she’ll help out any student in need, but she never stopped. She had to get to them, to him. After helping yet another pair of students in need and sending them either out of the school or to help other students, she closes her eyes to focus on her hearing. Through blazing fire and cracking of wood, she finally hears them upstairs and in less than a minute she’s upstairs in Damon’s old room. However, she feels her blood drain at the sight in front of her. Laying on the ground covered in blood was Alaric. From what she can see from where she stood, she can tell someone or something had stabbed him in the stomach, which is where multiple hands were holding to stop the bleeding.

“(Y/n) help!!” Josie yells when she notices her near the doorway,

At her words she makes her way towards them. Dropping to her knees she places her own hands on top of the others as she makes eye contact with his pained ones.

“Why haven’t you healed him?” She asks the girls, trying to keep herself calm, even when the love of her life was slowly dying in front of him,

“We-We can’t. S-Something stopping the magic,” Josie says through tears,

More panic rose in her chest at the fact, but no time for that they need to keep moving.

“Okay okay, we-we need to move him,” She tells them, then looks down at him, “I need you to move okay?”

He nods his head with a pained groan and a cough, which causes more blood to pour out from his mouth, and also causes more panic and adrenaline to rise in her chest. But pushing that feeling away, she uses all her strength to haul him off the ground with the help from Hope, Josie, and Lizzie. Once she has his arm sling behind her shoulders, she motions the girls to start walking out of the school. They quickly nod their heads as they walk in front of them two and use their powers against any monster that comes their way.

While the five of them were walking down the halls, they all would sometimes encounter some monsters, but luckily the girls were able to fight them off, however, while they were in the process of fighting some ugly creature that she’s never seen before she hears Alaric groan in her ear before coughing up blood once again, causing panic, adrenaline and anger to rise in her veins, she needed him out of here. Now! Just as she repositioned Ric over her shoulders and telling him to hang on a little longer, she starts to hear what sounded like a horse running towards her, but with reflex her free hand reaches out and wraps around a thick neck. Turning she notices it’s a Goatman, literally. (Y/n’s) eyes glow bright yellow from anger right before her fingers dig into its neck and rips out its jugular, causing blood to splash on her face as well as Rics. He could careless though, he had other pressing matters to worry about. Like not dying.

After the girls had finished defeating yet another supernatural creature they quickly make their way down the stairs, but before (Y/n) can help Alaric climb down the steps she’s suddenly being thrown against the wall with a load groan, causing the wall to crack from the rough impact. With aching muscles (Y/n) does her best to lean on her forearms, the harsh impact sure did remove all the air from her lungs, but the moment she looks up it only makes breathing much more difficult. A couple feet away was Alaric being hauled off the ground and pinned against the wall by a large Oni, the son of a bitch had him by the throat as Ric did his best in fighting the Oni off, but it was no use. He wasn’t strong enough.

“Where is it?” It asks with a dark, deep, gravely voice,

Alaric grunts against its hold, still trying to find a way out, but it’s grip on him was too strong.

“You… will never.. find it,” Ric manages to say in between pained grunts,

The Oni growls at him and before (Y/n) knows it Ric gets a large sword plunged into his chest, causing her eyes to grow wide at the sight.

“Ric!!”

“Dad!!” All three; (Y/n), Josie and Lizzie scream at the same time,

The moment (Y/n) rises to her feet the twins along with Hope use their abilities to send the Oni flying down the hallway and through multiple walls. In a flash, (Y/n) settles next to Ric who was now laying on the ground, coughing up blood and gasping for air. (Y/n) immediately places both hands over the wound on his chest and adds pressure, hoping to prevent anymore blood from coming out, but it wasn’t working, blood just kept oozing in between her hands.

“Oh my god oh my god, Dad!” Lizzie says in between sobs while Josie and Hope muttered spells with broken voices and tears falling down on both their cheeks,

Alaric kept struggling on holding on that eventually he wasn’t able to no more, and it was that moment when (Y/n’s) world crumbled. The moment she hears him intake his last choked breath, she feels her heart stop, feels the way her blood drains, feels the way her breathing stopped as she continued to stare at his opened eyes. Hoping to see them blink, to see any kind of life in them, but she didn’t.

He was gone.

“Dad! Wake up! Please!! Wake up!” Josie yells with tears as she grips onto his ruined jacket,

The girls let out broken sobs as they surrounded him. Both Josie and Lizzie holding onto Alarics arm while Hope gripped onto a hand, (Y/n) however, sat defeated on her knees with a glazed expression on her face. Tears continued to slip down her cheeks on their own will, while she stared at Alaric in pure shock. Still not quite processing that he was gone, once again. However, slowly she started realizing this was real, realizing she was kneeling next to his bloodied body and realizing he was no longer here, causing something to flip inside of her.

Rage. Pure fucking burning rage is what rose in her veins. Her glazed expression slowly morphed into anger, her eyes glowing bright gold with veins appearing beneath her eyes. Turning to the direction where the Oni had been sent through walls she clenches her teeth as she get up from the floor and slowly makes her way down the hall without another word.

“(Y/n)!” Hope calls after her but she wasn’t aware, the blind rage had taken control and the way her heart was hammering in her ears didn’t allow her to hear anything around her,

She was hypnotized by rage. All she wanted was pain. She wanted those to feel what she felt, deliver them pain like they’ve never experienced before, she was completely overpowered by anger that she only had one thing on her mind. To inflect pain to those who crossed her path. And that’s exactly what she did. Whatever creature charged at her was the last thing they did, considering (Y/n) would either rip out their hearts, snap their necks, or chop off their heads, depending on what kind of monster came at her.

With all that rage and pain, (Y/n) must’ve blacken out because when she finally comes back to reality she’s kneeling on the ground. Bodies of different supernatural creatures and blood surround her. She glances around the room, noticing how most of them were decapitated or had their hearts ripped out from their chest, then notices how she’s covered in blood. From dark shades of red, to green and black. Normally she’d panicked for being covered in blood head to toe after waking up, but right now she didn’t care. Just like how she didn’t care if she lived or not, she just didn’t find the point nor strength to keep going, he was gone. He was her reason to keep going, and with him not being here anymore she knew she wouldn’t survive.

She just couldn’t.

Tears slide down her bloodied cheeks as a choked sob leaves her mouth. With the adrenaline and rage fading, the pain was becoming too much. She just wanted it to stop. She just didn’t want to feel anything anymore, she didn’t want to feel that aching pain in her chest, didn’t want to feel the loneliness, she just wanted all of it to stop.

With tears still sliding down her face she lets out short shuddered breaths, then closes her eyes to focus. She hadn’t shut off her humanity in what seemed like years, and had promised herself, promised him, she wouldn’t do it again, but this aching in her chest was too overwhelming and she just wanted it stop.

“No no no no you don’t,” She hears his voice and then feeling a pair of hands cupping either side of her face,

Was she in so much pain and grief that she’s imagining things? Or was she going crazy? Either way, she still kept her eyes shut as she tried switching it off, awhile whispering apologies to him.

“(Y/n)! Open your eyes! I’m right here,” The voice—his voice— says once again as he gently shakes her face in his hold,

A part of her wanted to, but another part feared it wasn’t real, that he wasn’t real. But after another plead from him she slowly opens her eyes, immediately locking with those amazing blue orbs of his that’s she fallen for over the years.

“R-Ric?” She whispers breathlessly, her own (E/C) eyes still unsure if what she’s seeing right now was actually real,

He quickly nods his head, thumbs gently rubbing soothing circles on her cheeks, “It’s me, it’s me. I’m right here,”

It could’ve been a shapeshifter messing with her head her for all she knows, but what made her know it was him was the silver St Christopher necklace dangling from his neck. She had given him the necklace years ago, after he had turned back into a human (Y/n) just couldn’t bare losing him so, she bought a St Christopher necklace that a witch had spelled it with vervain. Obviously she told him about the spell when she gave him the necklace, but instead of being annoyed by her protectiveness, he just smiled at her as he slipped it on. And ever since then, he never took it off.

So yes, it was the necklace that had (Y/n) sobbing from relief and immediately engulfing herself in Alarics arms. They stay hugging each other on the floor for a good five minutes, or at least until (Y/n) was able to gather herself. When she did, Alaric helps her to her feet and leads them out of the home, where all the students were, including the girls, who instantly hugged her after spotting her. Which they then explain how Hope had figured out why he couldn’t be healed, it was a hex bag that an old witch from Malivore had casted, but once she found it and destroyed it, they were able to use their magic to resurrect him. Thankfully.

After everyone was safely reunited out in the entrance and the fire was put out by a little witch magic, everybody split into teams to clean up the school. Some were in charge of disintegrating the bodies, sweeping or removing ruined furniture and cleaning the blood. By the time the sun went down, everyone was nearly halfway done, the school was looking a lot better than it did before. They still had a lot to go, multiple stairs and walls were still broken or smashed in, but that can wait until the morning to be fixed.

After being under the shower head for more than an hour, just thinking about how long and exhausting the day has been she finally steps out of the shower with sore limbs and walks over to the fresh pile of clothes. Just a simple black graphic t-shirt with some grey shorts. She felt much better now that she didn’t have dried blood and dirt covering her face and body. Once changed and hair had been toweled, she steps out of the restroom with a heavy exhausted sigh. However, just as she opens her door she sees Ric sitting on the edge of her bed with clean clothes. A charcoal Henley with black sweats. He too had rinsed off the grime, she knew this because from where she stood she can smell his familiar mens shampoo.

“Hey,” He whispers when he notices her standing by the door, small smile tugging on his lips as he gets up from the bed,

“Hey,” She replies as she makes her way towards him,

“I was just checking in on you.. wanted to see if you were doing okay,” (Y/n) softly scoffs,

“Are you doing okay?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “Not the first time I’ve been back from the dead,”

(Y/n) gives him a pity, disapproval look, “You shouldn’t have to,”

Ric softly inhales, small smile forming on his lips, “I’m okay. Promise,”

“I also..came to ask you something,” He tells her then continues when she looks up at him, “We’re you really gonna turn it off?”

Not being able to look him in the eyes, she drops her gaze to her hands, which answers his question. She was going to say no, she was planning on lying about it, but it was pretty obvious what she was planning on doing.

“Why would you even think about doing that?” He asks her,

Again, she wasn’t planning on telling him the truth, but after today, she just couldn’t hold in her feelings anymore. He needed to know, she needed him to know the truth, the whole truth.

“Because I didn’t want to feel it anymore,” She whispers, eyes still avoiding his,

“Feel what?”

“The pain,” She says, then inhales deeply before finally meeting his eyes with her next words, “I just couldn’t take it. I couldn’t take the pain knowing you were gone,”

Alaric knits his brows together at her words. Confusion rests on his face, not quite understanding why he’d be the reason for her to turn off her humanity, until it clicked. She loves him. Never in a million years would he think she shared the same feelings as him. He always thought she saw him as a close friend, a partner in crime, a blood bag in case of emergencies, but not as a lover. Although, he also never thought he’d fall for his closest friend either. After everything that happened with Jo he distance himself from dating, from moving forward, but she was always there with him. Not once did she leave his side, even on his darkest days, she was still there. The moment he realized his feelings for her was when she got kidnapped by a bunch of witches, he was so worried about her that he never gave up on trying to find her. He never felt so much relief when he finally rescued her, he was so happy to see her that he could’ve kissed her there and then, but restrained himself from doing it.

But now, now that he knows how she feels towards him, he won’t stop himself.

Letting out a relieved, tired, sigh through his nose, Ric closes the distance between them while he gently cups her cheek. Blue orbs stare straight into her own beautiful (E/C) ones with pure love, gentleness, and relief.

“I can’t live without you either,” He whispers to her before softly connecting his lips against hers,

(Y/n) let’s out shuddered breathes through her nose as tears slip down her cheeks from relief knowing he too feels the same way. Gripping onto his shirt, she pulls him closer towards her body as she deepens the kiss. They stay wrapped in each other’s hold for a good minute, just savoring each other’s warmth, lips, and slowly letting the mood escapes, but before it can go any further they both jolt away from the kiss when a piece of a broken ceiling slams on the floor. They both stare at the fallen wood and then back at each other before letting out a soft chuckle. After a while, Ric places his hand back on her cheek and gently caresses her with his thumb, blue eyes locked with (E/C) orbs, never getting over the fact of how beautiful they truly are, even under a dimmed light, they still stood out.

“I love you,” He softly tells her, thumb still caressing her cheek,

She smiles at him as she leans into his hand, “I love you too,”

Giving her a small smile he bends back down to peck her lips and letting it linger for a couple seconds before pecking her forehead and leading them both to her bed. As they both got under the covers and held each other tightly, (Y/n) couldn’t help thinking if they were planning on going public with the students, if they were great, but if not, then it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have him all for herself.

Until that topic comes up, she’ll just enjoy sleeping in the arms of the love of her life and will watch over him till the end of time.

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[theeoriginals]

Idea: Reader is part of the scooby gang (an adult doing them a favour or something - pls not a teenager it makes me cringe) and Klaus catches her staring (because obviously) and is cocky and flirty and likes riling her up

i just like you | klaus mikaelson

author's note; this was so fun omfg i love him sm

warnings: honestly sort of grumpyxsunshine but somehow klaus is the sunshine here ? teasing, taunting, klaus is a flirty menace, reader is super in denial, implied that reader is a vampire hunter but it's not really important, also this exists in some sort of strange canon universe so don't read into it too much, fluff, making out, a steamy-ish scene at the end, but it doesn't get too graphic so don't worry! no use of y/n!

She doesn’t like owing people favors. She doesn’t like when other people owe her favors, either, but people seem to think that trading things off is the best way to live, and she’s hardly got the power to change something so universally accepted. 

She doesn’t like owing people favors, but in this case, it’s not something she can renegotiate. Alaric saved her life, and the least she could do is help him out with something. 

Her view on that changes very quickly when he looks at her and tells her they want her to make a deal with the devil. In fact, she’d rather Alaric had just let her die than ask her to do anything with or for Klaus Mikaelson. 

“I would quite literally rather die than do that, Ric,” She deadpans, givin him a completely unamused look that makes him grimace. 

“No, I know, I know,” He holds his hands up, a desperation to his pleading tone. “It’s a lot to ask of you, but no one else can deal with him like you do. They’d end up dead, or something,” 

“Why do you think I can deal with him any differently than you, or Damon, or something? I hate him just as much!” 

“Oh, well, that’s just not very nice of you, darling,” The man in question drawls, smirk audible in his voice as they look over to where he’s sitting on Alaric’s couch, looking like he practically lives there. She supposes he technically did, for a minute. “Hate is such a strong word.” 

She gives him a saccharine smile, tilting her head. “I’m so sorry, Klaus, did I hurt your feelings? I didn’t know that evil hybrids who kill anyone who breathes wrong could have feelings.” 

Klaus’s smirk only widens at her visible ire, and he props his chin up on his hand as he looks at her. “I have every feeling for you, sweetheart,” 

Her eyes momentarily widen to the size of dinner plates, and then she quickly schools her expression back into a flat glare, snapping her gaze away from him as she huffs unhappily. “You want me to deal with that all day, Alaric? By myself? I thought we were friends,” 

“We are friends,” He stresses, shooting Klaus a warning look that the Original dutifully ignores. “That’s why I’m asking you to do this. All you have to do is make the drive up to Whitmore and get the rest of Isobel’s stuff– we need to see if she has any information on the cure, or anything like that.” 

“Doesn’t Bonnie have that professor guy that was telling her a bunch of stuff? Can’t we just go to him?” 

“Damon doesn’t trust that guy,” Alaric says. “And before you ask, no, you can’t make Damon go. He and Klaus will kill each other if they’re in the same vehicle for that long.” 

“He’s right about that,” Klaus says, still happily in his place on the couch. “Damon’s got such a temper these days. Can’t even handle a joke anymore.” 

She scrunches her face up, giving him an incredulous look. “The only jokes you make are about the time you tried to kill Elena,” 

“How would we cope if we couldn’t make jokes about these sorts of things?” 

Her incredulity only deepens and she drags her gaze back to Alaric pointedly, earning an exhausted sigh from the teacher. “Klaus,” He starts, that same desperation still in his voice. “Can we all just play nice? For once we have something to be united about– could you possibly not jeopardize everyone’s lives again?” 

Klaus heaves a sigh, standing from the couch in a swift movement and crossing the short distance to where they stand. “Certainly. I’m nothing if not professional, you know this.” 

“Uh huh,” Alaric deadpans. “Can you be… professional enough to not provoke her into leaving you stranded somewhere, or something?” 

“I’m sure we can work something out,” The hybrid drops his gaze to hers, bright eyes alight with mischief. “So long as she stops pouting.” 

She huffs, dutifully not pouting. Narrowing her eyes, she offers a hand out to him, ignoring the amusement that sparks in his eyes at her formalness. “It’s for the greater good of all of us, right? I’m sure I can suffer through anything for that.” 

Klaus shakes her hand firmly, and she ignores the way it feels like he’s laughing at her. “I’m sure you can.” 

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“I take it all back, I’m going to murder him, and then myself.” 

“Hello to you, too. I take it it’s going well?” Alaric’s voice comes through the speaker of her phone as she walks beside Klaus, ignoring the crowds of college students they’re pushing their way past to head to Isobel’s old office. 

“Oh, it’s going so well, besides the fact that our vehicle just broke down as soon as we got to Whitmore.” 

She can practically hear Alaric’s wince of sympathy through the phone. “Can’t Klaus just compel you another vehicle?” 

“You would think so, but I already tried that, and he said it wouldn’t be very cooperative of him to take advantage of people. He’s apparently all for the teamwork these days,” She shoots him a glare, face twisting into one of disdain when all he does is give her a wide smirk. “Alaric, I cannot be stranded here with him. It was one thing if it was a few hours, but I cannot survive any longer than that.” 

Alaric breathes out her name on an exasperated sigh, and she tries to ignore the slight pin prick of guilt that stabs at her because of it. “Have you called a mechanic or anything?” 

She bites the tip of her tongue roughly. “Yeah. They’re coming to tow it, and they said it’ll be like, tomorrow morning at the earliest before it’s done.” 

“Can you survive the night? For real? Or do you want me to drive up there and get you?” 

She nearly blurts out that she won’t survive, that he needs to come get her as soon as he leaves work, but she stops herself, eyes drifting to Klaus, who seems to be awaiting her answer as well. Sighing tiredly, she shakes her head, even though Alaric can’t see her. “I’ll be fine, I’m just being dramatic. Don’t worry about me, alright? I– Klaus and I will handle this. It’s no big deal, I promise.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“I’m positive,” She reassures, stopping at the steps that lead to Isobel’s office building. “I’ll text you later tonight after we’ve had some time to go through some of the stuff, okay?” 

“Okay. Thank you,” He sounds infinitely less stressed at her reassurances, and the guilt she’d been feeling dissipates easily. “I’ll talk to you later.” 

She echoes the goodbye and quickly pockets her phone again, immediately turning to Klaus to give him a glare that she can’t even really call a glare because of the complete and utter lack of any real heat behind it. Gesturing widely to the building before them, she sighs. “Let’s get this over with.” 

The office is devoid of any lingering students, and she wonders if it was done on purpose. The only person there besides her and Klaus is the girl at the desk, and she racks her brain for the girl’s name, because Alaric had told her earlier before they left. 

“Hi,” She starts, stepping in front of Klaus slightly as they approach the desk. “Alaric called earlier and said we’d be coming up to get some of Isobel’s research, I think?” 

The girl stands, a small smile on her face as she nods. “Of course. I’m Vanessa, I was Isobel’s intern.” 

Vanessa, she internally scolds herself for not remembering, before giving her name back in return. “And this is Klaus.” 

The Original offered a charming smile, and she saw some degree of recognition flutter in Vanessa’s eyes as her smile grew wider, equally charmed and awed. “Lovely to meet you, Vanessa,” 

“You’re Klaus Mikaelson, aren’t you?” She breathes out, shaking her head in disbelief as she leads them to Isobel’s private office. “Isobel was fascinated  with the story of the Originals, but there wasn’t ever enough information to figure out what was true and what wasn’t.” 

Klaus hums, practically preening under the attention. “Such are the consequences of living as long as I have. I can hardly remember what’s real and what’s not,” 

Vanessa’s face lights up with an idea, and she steps towards Klaus excitedly. “Would you mind if I asked you some questions? It would do our research a lot of good to have something new,” 

“Oh, well–” 

“We have a lot to do,” She quickly cuts in over their voices, offering a sharp smile to Vanessa. “But if we have time later, I’m sure he’d love to give you a tell-all interview.” 

Vanessa’s smile dims slightly but she nods, gesturing for them to go into the open office. “It’s all in there. Let me know if you need my help with anything.” 

“We will definitely do that,” She says, ignoring the twitch in her fingers as pushes Klaus into the office ahead of her. “Thank you so much!” 

She shuts the door firmly behind her and lets out a sharp sigh, her eyes fluttering open where she hadn’t even realized they’d shut. She finds Klaus staring at her, and immediately looks away, ducking past him to head for one of the packed boxes in the office, collecting dust. “What?” 

Klaus makes an amused little hum in the back of his throat. “Oh, nothing,”

“There’s clearly something,” 

“There is, but I don’t think you’d enjoy hearing it from me,” 

She halts her movements, hands falling limp on the file folders sorted neatly inside one box. Turning to look at him over her shoulder, she raises a brow. “What are you talking about?”

“I’m curious as to what Vanessa did to earn your disdain,” He says, shrugging lightly, keeping his voice purposefully aloof. 

She rolls her eyes, returning to pilfering through the box, skimming the labels on the file. “She was distracting you. We came here to do something, and we need to do it. That’s all.” 

He makes that irritating noise again, and she pauses once more, this time turning to face him fully. “What? What is so funny about that? Might I remind you, we need to learn about this cure for you just as much as anyone else.” 

He smirks, picking up a box from the floor and putting it on the table in front of him. “Of course. But only if you admit you were jealous,”

She feels the blood in her veins freeze as she stares at him, and she knows there’s a dawning look of horror growing on her face. “Excuse me?” 

“Just admit that you were jealous of that poor girl in there, and I will do as much research as you want me to. It’s very simple.” 

“Jealous,” She echoes, her voice faint the longer she looks at him. “You think that I was jealous because some college kid was treating you like you were the lead singer in her favorite boy band?” 

“Maybe not her favorite boy band, but certainly her favorite Original,” He corrects, grinning deviously. 

“I wasn’t jealous!” She yells somewhat hysterically, face twisting as her pulse races. “I– I have no reason to be jealous, I would never be jealous, I’m not– I’m not jealous! Just– shut up!” 

She waves a hand in his direction, ignoring the warmth in her chest that stings like embarrassment. “Just– shut up, and– and leave me alone! Do what we came here to do,” 

Klaus holds his hands up in surrender, still smiling like the cat that got the cream. “Whatever you say,” 

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They’ve booked a hotel for the night, despite the fact that she’d sooner sleep on the street than stay in a hotel with Klaus Mikaelson. But he graciously offered to pay for it, and she was determined to pretend like their conversation earlier had never happened and that meant acting like absolutely nothing was wrong. 

It meant letting him order them room service, and sitting quietly while they ate. It meant letting him tease and taunt her like he normally did, and working overtime to give him the normal reactions she would have– a glare here and there, a not-so-nice name everywhere else. 

Except now it felt like it was all wrong. It felt like she was being even more obvious than before. All because he called her out. Because he was right. 

Just out of sheer principle, she couldn’t ever tell him that. The last thing he needed was that particular ego boost, from her of all people. 

Their relationship has always been antagonistic, but Klaus has never been nearly as harsh as she has. And now that she’s spent the last six hours thinking about every single interaction they’ve ever had, she feels somewhat stupid for not even letting herself contemplate the idea that she could one day be jealous over Klaus Mikaelson. 

But even in that same vein, she understands why it never crossed her mind until he pointed it out. It was non-negotiable, having any sort of relationship like that with Klaus. She’d been friends with Alaric since he first met Isobel, she couldn’t just go and sleep with the guy who killed his girlfriend, let alone have feelings for him. 

The thought alone made her stomach swirl with guilt, but she was determined to not let Klaus in on any of her inner turmoil, considering he’d get some insane satisfaction out of the fact that it’s all his fault. 

By the time they make their way to the private bedroom in the ridiculously grand hotel room Klaus had gotten them for the night, it doesn’t really register in her mind that they not only don’t have any sort of pajamas due to the fact that this wasn’t supposed to be an overnight trip, but the only bedroom in the suite has one bed. 

It doesn’t register in her mind until she’s already in bed, resigned to the fact that she’ll be sleeping in her t-shirt and underwear, and Klaus makes his way over to the bed like it’s no big deal. 

“Hey, hey, what the hell are you doing?” 

He raises a brow at her, gesturing to the bed. “Going to bed. We’ve got an early morning ahead of us if you have any chance of making it back to Mystic Falls alive.” 

She rolls her eyes at his taunting recollection of her complaints, and she holds up a hand, keeping the blankets tucked carefully around her hips as she sits up. “Why wouldn’t you get a room with two beds?” 

“Because it’s one night, darling,” He drawls, signature smirk twitching on his lips. “But if you have some particular feeling that would make sharing a bed with me uncomfortable, then I–”

“No!” She cuts him off, feeling like she was just backed into a corner. “No issue. Just– keep your hands to yourself.” 

He winks at her, and she ignores the way it makes her heart race. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” 

She shuffles back down into the bed and turns onto her side away from him, suddenly too conscious of the fact that she doesn’t have any pants on, and that if someone had told her this morning she’d be pantsless, in bed with Klaus Mikaelson, she probably would’ve punched them and then spent the rest of her life dreaming about it. 

It’s only slightly humiliating. 

Once Klaus is settled in the bed, presumably undressed to the same degree she is if the shuffling she’d heard a minute ago was anything to go by, he turns the lamp off, encasing them in darkness. 

After too long, her hip starts to ache the longer she lays on her side, and she knows there’s no chance she’ll fall asleep with it throbbing like it is, so she resigns herself to the fact that she’s going to have to move. 

Careful of her spacial awareness, she turns onto her back, and then onto her other side, unable to stop her eyes from landing on the shadows of Klaus’s profile. 

She lets out a small breath, shakier than normal, and clutches her hand against the pillow beneath her head. 

“You’re staring,” 

She groans quietly. “I am not,” 

“You know, I don’t know if I should be honored or not that you don’t act like this with anyone else.” 

She squeezes the pillow again, brows furrowing on her forehead. Her curiosity piqued, despite her best interests. “What do you mean?” 

“Well, you’re horrifically antagonistic on a good day, and downright murderous on a bad one. But you don’t ever lose your temper with anyone else like you do with me,” He observes, voice unintentionally quiet in the privacy of the darkness. If she didn’t know any better, she’d even say it was laced with fondness. 

Pressing her face into her pillow briefly to try and collect herself, she lets her eyes trace the curve of his nose, and his prominent cupid’s bow, backlit by the moon shining in the window. She wonders what he looks like beneath a full moon. She wonders if his eyes shine that burning yellow-gold color the entire night. 

“You do it on purpose,” She mutters, trying to keep her tone from sounding as childish as it does in her head. “I’m not stupid, Klaus. You like riling me up.” 

She hears more than sees his head turn towards her, but she feels the burn of his eyes on her face like the summer sun. 

“Did you ever consider that I just like when you talk to me?” He asks, sounding entirely more vulnerable than she ever thought he was capable of being. 

Her breath stutters on an exhale, and she knows he can hear the way his words make her entire body trip up. Despite being unable to truly meet his eyes in the dark, she searches for them anyway, seeking out the truth that may lie in them. 

He murmurs her name, soft and sweet between the sheets wrapped around them, and she can’t stop herself from pushing forward into his space, draping herself across his chest as she presses their lips together. 

She’s instantly satisfied to hear the shocked noise that spills from his lips, but it’s the last coherent thought she can form once he mirrors her utter desperation. 

He steals the breath from her lungs, barely letting her gasp between his greedy kisses, his hands pulling her further into him, leaving her practically on top of him. 

His hands slide up the fabric of her shirt, grabbing at the bare skin there, groaning at the feel of her moving beneath his touch. 

“Klaus,” She gasps out, panting at the spit-slick sounds of their lips together in the quiet of the hotel room. “Klaus, I have to–” 

She forcibly pulls herself away from him, unable to even blame him for the way she let herself get so caught up as she catches her breath, looking down from where she’s propped above him. 

They fall silent, matching each other’s frantic but slowing breaths as their spilled-over tension finally seems to simmer out. 

A huff of a laugh comes from beneath her and she frowns slightly, looking at him. “What?” 

His hands clench where they’re still gripping her waist, and she visibly shivers at the rough touch. “You were jealous, weren’t you?” 

She instinctively slaps a hand against his bare shoulder, wondering how she hadn’t noticed he’d taken his shirt off when he got into bed. “You are such a dick,” She shakes her head, but she’s already leaning back in to kiss him again despite herself. 

Klaus is quick to meet her halfway, craning his neck up to kiss her again, and she lets out a sudden yelp as he flips them around, pressing her into the mattress beneath him. “Let me make it up to you,” 

She’s nodding before he even finishes speaking, and she thinks, tells herself, that she can’t be faulted for how quickly she forgives him after that.

[smuttyfandomgalore]

"you're not a Lost cause Ric" reader tries to soothe as they grade papers. "I mean it", she continues. "You are The most loyal and caring person I know. When someone needs you, you don't hesitate and I-"

Ric turns to her with a look that she cannot read. "And what?" He asks gently like something would break If he spoke louder.

"I love that about you" she says in a barely even whisper.

Ahh why are they so precious !!

[athenasalvatore1922]

Y/n: Stefan told me to write letters to all the people that hurt me and burn them.

Y/n: It helped a bit but now what do I do with the letters

The mystic falls gang: ........

[countrymusiclover]

Please don't judge me but I feel like there should be more Alaric Saltzman fics. Especially where he falls for Caroline or an oc related to her

Don't know why but I feel like that would be a good storyline (yes I know I have already written one like that but now I'm wishing I didn't end that book so soon.)

Thanks to anyone who read this

[widowkate]

i just realized i had my asks off 😭😭 send requests now pls rip

[fandoms--fluff]

Coming Home

Part 6

Kid Salvatore reader x Stefan Salvatore x Damon Salvatore

Warnings: mentions of torture, swearing

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They then headed back to the boarding house to where Damon and Katherie are.

When you guys got inside the house, the first thing everyone hears is Katherine and Damon fighting about a functional way to find you.

"Guys shut up your going to wake y/n up!" Caroline said, getting the twos attention.

Damon was the first to speak up, "Where did you find her?"

"She found Jeremy in school and went over to him" Elena explained.

From all the talking you started to squirm, waking up. You lifted your head up and looked around, when you turned your arm rubbed harshly against Stefan's jacket emitting a whimper from you. It scraped right against the first place where Klaus touched you with vervain.

Speaking of Klaus when he woke up, as soon as he got dressed he went downstairs only to see that you weren't there anymore and escaped during the night. He started throwing furniture around, angry. Eventually he went down to the basement and un-daggered Elijah and Rebekah since there's no point having them daggered anymore cause your gone.

"What happened to you?" Damon asked and came up to you, inspecting all the burns but being really gentle about it.

"Mean 'erson hurt me" you mumbled back.

You then noticed Katherine standing behind Damon and your eyes lit up. "Kafrine" you reached out grabby hands for her.

She came over and gently took you into her arms from Stefan's. Damon looked offended, it was really hard for everyone not to start laughing at him. "I am offended she chose Kitty Kat right there over me. Her own brother" Damon said, playfully glaring at you.

You adorably smiled at him then started to play with Katherine's curls. "You are lucky your cute" Damon said and went to pour himself a drink.

He turned to all the girls; Bonnie, Elena, Caroline. "Don't even think about it you three and you two don't even start" he pointed to Jeremy and Tyler who were about to say something.

"Hung'y" you whispered into Katherine's ear while Damon was telling off everyone.

"Okay y/n/n do you want a blood bag or my blood?" Katherine whispered back, making you smile.

"You, p'ease" you answered.

Katherine moved her hair out of the way for you to drink from her neck. You slowly sank your tiny, cute fangs into her and started to drink from her.

"I'm going to kill Klaus" Damon raged, starting to head for the door.

"Don't even think about it" Stefan said before Damon could take another step. He thought about it for a second then started to walk again before Katherine started to talk.

"Damon if you take one more step to that fucking door I will kick your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week" Katherine threatened him from where she was now sitting with you on her lap still drinking her blood, slowly.

"Damon c'mon" Stefan said, knowing Katherine will actually follow through with that action.

Damon walked towards the couch and sat down, glaring at everyone in the room who was also now sitting. "So what your telling me is that son of a bitch can kidnap our sister and I can't do anything about it? No revenge?! because trust me he deserves it" Damon exclaimed, furious.

"How about we wait until we know y/n is okay before planning some psychotic revenge plan your probably thinking of right now" Bonnie said, who was sitting next to him.

"Fine Bon Bon, but I'm holding you to that" he said.

You stopped drinking Katherine's blood and by now most of the burn marks are gone except for a couple still on your arms but they'll heal soon enough. You were staring at the drink in Damon's hand that he got just now. It's obviously bourbon but you can't exactly tell the difference of alcohol or not.

Damon noticed where you were looking. "Do you want some?" He asked you.

You slightly nodded and climbed down from Katherine's lap, going over to him. "Damon no, she's four" Elena said but Damon to no avail didn't listen and brought the glass up to your slightly parted lips.

Everyone didn't stop him because they all knew what the outcome of this was most likely to be and it was you spitting it out. Damon poured some into your mouth and sat the glass down onto the coffee table. As soon as you tasted it you spat it all out right onto Damon's lap, making a disgusted face.

"Sowwy Damy, don' wike dat" you apologized and pointed at the substance in the glass he put down.

"Umm, it's okay y/n/n. I'll be back I'm going to go put on pants that aren't stained with alcohol" Damon said and went upstairs to his room.

You turned to where Bonnie's sitting and started to play around with her fingers. After a bit she lifted you onto her lap so you didn't have to keep reaching up to her hands.

When Damon came back down Stefan was already checking your arms and face where there are still a bit of traces from where Klaus hurt you. You whimpered when he touched a certain place where you were burned with vervain on your upper arm close to your shoulder. But other than that everything looked fine and should heal soon.

"Okay everything looks good but watch out for this burn mark just in case. I put a plaster on it but still be careful about it" Stefan said standing up again.

"So she's alright nothing serious right?" Damon asked sort of getting eager to everyone's dismay, knowing of what's going to come from him.

"Yeah......why?" Stefan asked his brother in return.

Damon didn't answer and just turned over to where Tyler and Jeremy were arm wrestling at the arm of the couch they were at.

"Hey you two idiots over there" he said getting both of their attention.

"Yeah?" They both asked at the same time.

"How would you guys like to go and hunt a certain hybrid with me?" Damon smirked at them.

"Sure why not?" Tyler said and Jeremy responded with; "awesome, I'm in."

"No to both of you" Alaric said walking in the room and making the two boys sit down again.

"Wait school isn't over yet" Caroline pointed out.

"I excused myself saying it was a family emergency. The whole reason I left though was because of Damon and his teenage girl hormones when this stuff happens" Alaric said, making all of them laugh at your oldest brother.

"Oh come on he DESERVES it" Damon exclaimed.

"Yes he does but let's wait a bit first" He told his best friend and drinking buddy.

Damon just rolled his eyes and sat back down next to Bonnie again. "Okay you guys might want to stop speaking about k-i-l-l-i-n-g people in front of her" Bonnie informed, nodding down to where you were now leaning back against her dozing off.

"Seriously? You think she doesn't know how to spell" Tyler pointed out at how Bonnie spelled out the word 'killing'.

"Okay then. y/n what was the word I spelt out the last time I talked" Bonnie asked, looking down at where you were looking up at her.

"I don' know. Candy?!" You said expectantly but Bonnie shook her head and you leaned back, saddened now.

Eventually though you did fall asleep ending with the top half of your thumb in your mouth. Bonnie tried to pull your thumb out but stopped after you started to wake up again.

“So what exactly did Klaus do to her?” Alaric asked after Bonnie came back downstairs from laying you down in your bed.