#big sister hope mikaelson

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Hey I was wondering if you could do another os yn mikaelson Hope baby sister we’re when Hope has to go to school like something happen and yn appears magical in Alaric office and scream like a little girl that scared yn and macke her cry the super scuad hires and go to se what happened and Hope sea her baby sister

The Best Big Sister

Flufftober, October 7th

Baby female Mikaelson reader x Hope Mikaelson

Warnings: none

a/n: I cant tell you how much I love writing big sister hope

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You crawl around the house, you've been crawling for what seems like forever, and still no sign of your big sister. Where is she?

Your Mama and Dada seem perfectly fine and they don't seem to be worrying about where Hope is. But you are, and you want to make sure she's okay and she's not gone forever and you want her. You feel lonely. You have your parents and then your uncles and aunts, but it doesn't compare to your big sister.

You slump back down onto the ground, your back leaning against one of the walls in Hope's bedroom.

As you think of Hope and how much you want her, a tingly feeling goes throughout your entire body. One second you're on the ground of your sister's room, and the next you're sitting in a small office room. It kind of looks like Uncle Elijah's study.

You hear a scream from across the room, only to see a grown man that you have never seen before.

"Holy shit!" Alaric explains, jumping up from his office chair, and walks towards you.

Hearing the unknown man's loud voice makes your face freeze up before big tears start falling down your cheeks. Not long after, your silent tears turn into wailing.

Alaric's face pales, not knowing what to do. Sure he's had twin girls that he raised, but he doesn't know what to do with a baby that just magically appeared in his office.

Before he knows it, five teens fill the office in alert. That is until they see who's making the noise and that the headmaster is doing nothing about it.

"Why do you have a baby?" Kaleb asks, breaking the silence. "Well, she just appeared and when I sort of yelled, she burst out crying.

Hope makes her way to the front of the small crowd and recognizes you instantly. "Oh my god, y/n, how are you here?" Hope says quietly and kneels in front of you.

Your wailing comes to a halt upon hearing your sister's voice. She picks you up into her arms and cradles you against her chest before standing back up. She turns to face the others who have confused looks on their faces.

"How exactly do you know a baby?" Lizzie asks, wanting to know straight away.

"She's my sister, I'm pretty sure it would be weird if I didn't know my baby sister" Hope answers her with a raised eyebrow. "You have a sister?!" Lizzie exclaims.

"I thought you knew?" Hope turns to Josie to confirm it. Josie was the one who had found out when she walked into Hope's room while she was on a video chat with Hayley, and you were in your guys' mother's arms.

"She does. I did tell you, Lizzie, that Hope has a little sister" Josie turns to her twin. Hope told her that she was only allowed to tell Lizzie and to make sure that no one else would find out except the two siphoners.

"I thought you were joking about that" Lizzie states, staring at you. You look back at her, making eye contact.

Hope sighs and rolls her eyes, it's ironic how the one in this school who basically knows everything about everyone thought that a crucial fact her sister told her, was a joke.

"Why didn't we get to know any of this?" MG speaks up, referring to Kaleb and himself.

"I'll let you think it out, you'll get there eventually" Hope quips, before walking out of the office, ignoring the protesting calls from Alaric that she can't keep a baby in the school.

Like she'd ever keep her sister here with no one to watch over you 24/7 because she has classes.

When she gets up to her room, she shifts you to her hip and brings out her phone to call your guys' dad. As she dials the number, you nuzzle into the front of her shoulder, rubbing your cheek against the soft fabric of her shirt.

"Hey Dad, by any chance are you missing a cute little baby that goes by the name of y/n?" Hope smirks, noticing Klaus' distressed answer to the call.

"Yes, why?" Klaus answers immediately. "Don't worry anymore, and stop looking. She's with me. She somehow did a spell by accident, im guessing, and wound up in Headmaster Saltzman's office. She's alright and byt the looks of it is about to fall asleep, so I can maybe drive up back to the house and drop her off tomorrow?" Hope asks since she wants to spend a night alone with you, and she secretly has a bin of things for you if you ever happen to have come here anyway.

Klaus agrees after some persuading, and she hangs up. "Time for some big sister and little sister time!" She quietly exclaims and kisses the top of your head.

[so-long-soldier-writes]

One of Those Days

poly!mikaelsons x reader | request

summary: between the constant fighting and city clamor, you're overstimulated from the minute you wake up. you try to isolate until you feel better, but sometimes, that only makes things worse. luckily, your loving vampire partners are always there for you.

tags: sensory issues, mental health, overstimulation, arguing, mild emotional hurt / comfort

word count: ~2.6k

a/n: requested by @asexualaromosafezone - i am SO SORRY this took me literal months to complete. a couple days ago, i suddenly remembered i never filled it and finished it asap. i hope you like it, and again, so many apologies!

Sometimes, you wake up, and can immediately tell it’ll be a hard day. The sun has barely risen, yet there’s already a million noises coming through your window. Chatters of people having their morning walks, car horns from those too impatient to let them cross, the distant clang of a dropped pot, and-

“REBEKAHHH!”

-Klaus, yelling for his sister. At seven in the morning. 

“What the bloody hell are you shouting for?! I’m right here!”

You sigh, glad that mystery solved quickly.

There’s probably a few more minutes until your alarm rings, so instead of getting up a little earlier, you opt to enjoy your last minutes of peace. Though you soon realize that’s impossible, given your circumstances. On top of the city sounds, there’s a bird right outside your window, and when you try to turn away from it, the tag on your blanket itches the inside of your thigh. 

“Ugh!” You toss the blanket off. 

Your alarm sounds not a second later. 

With a slap to your phone and then another to your forehead, you decide to just get ready for the day. Luckily, not much is planned. Marcel still has control over the city, and with you being human, your Mikaelson hosts don’t want you outside at all. 

See, you live with the family of original vampires. You used to be a Mystic Falls’ resident, but then after developing a close connection with the siblings, decided to move to New Orleans with them and get a fresh start. You were tired of the small town life, and while the big city can be overwhelming at times, you’ll never get sick of the culture it has to offer. Besides, living with the most powerful family makes you happier than you ever believed you could be. 

As much as you love them, though, they can be a pain. Like when Klaus can’t find his sister, but forgets a whisper would summon her just as effectively. Instead, he has to wake up the whole quarter, and inconvenience you with a headache. When you reach the dining room that day, you slump your head on the table. 

“Everything alright, darling?” Kol’s voice floats over your head, making you aware of his presence. 

“Tired.”

“Is your bed comfortable enough? Do you need more blankets?”

You haven’t been in the city long, and his consideration warms your heart. 

“Oh, I’m okay. I’m very comfy. Just haven’t gotten used to the city yet.”

“Ah, I understand.”

His attention drifts to his sister. You busy yourself with a plate of food and ignore how tired you feel. When Elijah sits beside you, you offer a smile, but don’t say anything. The man, polite as ever, does the same. Though while two of the siblings are quiet, the other two aren’t. Klaus and Rebekah are still on the same topic from earlier. They bounce off each other quickly, childish banter turning into an argument.

You try to eat in peace and ignore them, but it’s difficult. And it doesn’t help that you’ve been feeling down lately, anyway. It’s rather unexplainable, the way you feel. Some days you’d rather stay in bed all day than face the world. Your whole body could be begging for you to get up and get things done, but you just can’t. No matter how hard you fight your own mind, sometimes there’s no winning the raging war. 

To make matters worse, you’re always hypersensitive when you find yourself in these low moods. Every little thing is overstimulating and there’s no pause button. This morning, you didn’t even get a chance to wake up before the sounds started. (Thanks, Klaus.) You roll your eyes in your head, annoyed. 

“Hey.” A poke to your shoulder startles you, making you jump. “You okay?” 

“Ooh, you caught me off guard.”

“Sorry,” Kol smiles, “you in deep thought, or rolling your eyes at Klaus’ statement?”

“Uh…” You bite your lip. You were rolling your eyes about Klaus, but missed whatever statement it was that he just made. “What did he say?”

“That he was on his way to have a little chat with Marcel. That will go swimmingly.”

“Oh.” You snort and decide to joke. “Both.”

Kol grins at you, but then, thankfully, leaves you alone again. 

After breakfast, you retreat back into your room, not in the mood to face the day. If Klaus is really going to start shit with Marcel, it’ll be an intense day. You’ve never met the current king of the French Quarter, but Elijah’s told stories. Marcel and the family used to be close, but then, like all their other relationships, ties ended drastically. 

“But not with you, of course,” he had promised. “You’re our girl.”

You were skeptical for a moment. Who wouldn’t be, knowing the Mikaelsons? But then Klaus approached you from behind with a kiss to your hair and confirmed his brother’s words,

“As long as we have your loyalty, you’ll always have ours.”

You could see the truth in his statement. Everyone who ended up on their bad side had betrayed them in some way. So, as long as you didn’t repeat others’ mistakes; as long as you kept your trust in the family, you would be considered family. And ever since the day you first grew close, you have been their family. 

You’re close with all of the siblings. Elijah, first, when you couldn’t take your eyes off him at Damon’s dinner party. Then Rebekah, and then Kol, when he undaggered. Even Finn, before his untimely death - thanks to Matt, your good friend now worst enemy. Klaus took the longest to trust you, and you can’t blame him for having trust issues, but once he realized how much his siblings adored you, he was quick to accept your place with them. 

Now, the five of you live together, nine hundred miles from your hometown. It’s certainly a change, but every day with them is an adventure.

Like today, you suddenly think, overhearing Elijah’s footsteps in the hallway. Today has definitely been one of those days. 

“Y/N?” He stops outside your door.

“Mhm?”

“Can I come in?”

“Sure.”

Elijah opens the door, but doesn’t fully enter your room. He looks you up and down before smiling. “I just thought you seemed sad earlier and wanted to check on you. Is everything okay?”

“Oh!” You put on a brave face to mask the tiredness you feel internally. “Yeah, I’m just out of sorts today. It’s nothing.”

“Are you sure? Because if someone’s bothering you, that’s something we can take care of.”

“No, no, I promise. It’s all just me. Just having a day.”

“You’re positive?” He asks for confirmation again.

“Have I ever lied to you, ‘Lijah?”

He looks down at his shoes, embarrassed. “No, you haven’t. I apologize for doubting you.”

“It’s okay,” you step closer to him, resting against the door frame. “No need to apologize. But I swear, I just… woke up on the wrong side of the bed or something. New Orleans is a loud city. I’m still adjusting.”

“Okay. Well, call if you need anything. Even the smallest thing.”

“I will.”

“Oh, and be careful in the off-chance that Marcel storms in here. There’s a fight brewing in the quarter.”

“I’ll keep an eye out.”

“Better yet, stay inside for the day. So you’re not in harm’s way at all.”

“Okay, ‘Lijah.”

He smiles at you, then kisses your hand. “Now, I need to neutralize my brother. But I needed to make sure our girl was okay first.”

“She’s okay. Go deal with him.”

Elijah straightens his collar before speeding off to no doubt defend his brother in a fight. You love Klaus, but man, does he get angry. And then from anger, comes pure rage, then absolute chaos. Once situations escalate that far, the whole block better hide if they want to keep their hearts in their chest. 

You sigh, thinking of the carnage that may come. You’re not sure you can deal with his anger issues today, especially not coupled with those of Marcel. Of all the days they have to fight, it’s the one that you might snap, too, if he raises his voice one more time. 

Suddenly, your bed looks like the perfect oasis away from the mess behind your door. A good pillow over the ears might prevent an impending meltdown. You crawl into it at once and let your body melt into the mattress. 

You hadn’t lied to Elijah, though you hadn’t given him the full truth, either. Yes, you are, in general, okay. Not necessarily today, but at that moment, you were. Also yes, you’re not feeling great today, partly because of all the city noise. And, finally, yes, most of it is just you and your body not in the mood to be awake. Though Klaus is contributing, just a little bit, to your mental distress today. Elijah would understand, of course, but then he’d have a talk with his brother about it, and you really didn’t want to burden either of them in that way, so you put on a smile and didn’t mention it. You’d bet Elijah knows the full truth, and knows why you won’t admit it, but he respects you if you don’t want to talk about it. That’s one of the reasons you love him so much. 

You get a couple hours of rest until your slumber is interrupted by a new knock on your door. It’s not soft, like Elijah’s, so it must be one of the younger two. 

“Oh no,” you mutter, wondering what it must be now.

“Y/N?” Rebekah’s voice comes from the other side. “Are you awake?”

“I am now.” 

She opens the door as you reply. “Oh what the bloody hell are you still doing in bed?”

“Sleeping.”

“Obviously! Come watch a movie with Kol and I! We’d love your company.”

“An actual movie, or the public display of violence happening outside in the quarter?”

“We haven’t decided yet!” She grabs your hand. “Come on!”

You yawn. “I’m gonna pass today, I’m not up for it.”

“Awh, Y/N! It won’t be as fun without you!”

“I have a headache, Bex,” you fib. 

“Do you want some blood for that?”

“Does that even work like that?”

She shrugs, “not sure.”

You cuddle into your pillow. “Another time, okay?”

The girl smiles, then leans forward to kiss your head. “Okay. If you change your mind, come find us.”

“I will. Thank you.”

“Dinner’s at seven. Will you be there?”

“Yeah,” you promise, “I should be better by then.”

You are not, in fact, better by then. If anything, your foul mood progressed into an actual headache within thirty minutes of Rebekah leaving. Shouts throughout the city managed to penetrate the thin glass of your windows, and you could hear almost everything as Klaus heckled the current king. For hours, it went on, until the sun went down and they assumedly put it off for another day. By seven o’clock, you were able to sneak in another nap, but you still felt way overstimulated from the day’s events. 

Not to mention the fact that you spent all day in bed. Sometimes, you’re overstimulated by too much going on, but today you partly did it to yourself by hiding away all day. The guilt of avoiding everyone weighs on your chest. Rebekah had invited you to a movie; Elijah went out of his way to check up on you, and you had more or less dismissed them both. A bitter taste sits in your mouth when you think about it. Water doesn’t wash it out.

Hopefully dinner will. 

For the first ten minutes, the night passes peacefully. Most of the conversation is focused between the meal and the movie the two had watched. The events of the day, seemingly, are left in the past.

But then, of course, Kol has to make a comment on something he overheard that he thought was funny. And that set Klaus off into a spewing of anger. He’s pissed at Marcel, but now, also, at Kol for bringing it up. Elijah puts his face in his hands, and Rebekah sends both a huge eye roll. 

What was a moment of much-appreciated silence is now a yelling match. After five minutes, you reach your breaking point. 

“Why do you feel the need to comment on that, Kol? It was so insignificant, but you’ve felt the need to bring it up, and now I’m reminded of how much Marcel has done to piss me off!”

“I didn’t mean to make you upset, bloody hell! I thought it was funny!”

“It wasn’t funny to me when he was spitting in my face! I-”

“Oh my god! Are you ever not arguing?!” You suddenly shout. 

The table goes silent and all eyes are on you. A needle could be dropped and it would be heard across the quarter. 

“I’m sorry,” you apologize quickly, embarrassed.

“Love,” Elijah puts a hand on your shoulder, “are you alright?”

At his touch, you flinch. He retracts his hand quickly, but doesn’t move his body away from its proximity to yours. 

Klaus, although upset at the interruption, notices this and calms a little. “Everything okay, Y/N?”

“I’m fine. It’s nothing.”

“That little outburst didn’t sound like nothing.”

“I’m just stressed.”

“Darling, what’s got you all upset? Tell us and we’ll sort it out now.”

“It’s no one, Kol, I’m just not feeling well.”

“Still have a headache, sweetheart?” Rebekah asks. 

“You have a headache?” Klaus butts in. 

The assortment of questions makes you drop your head. It nearly hits the table, but Elijah grabs your frame before you can fall. Tears form in your eyes, visibly. 

“I’m just really overstimulated today. I woke up weird and this city is loud, and then there was all the fighting all day long, and then I hid in my room all day, but then I felt bad about hiding, and now I’m making you all worried because I can’t get my shit under control!”

“And that’s your fault, how?” Elijah asks, “you cannot blame yourself for the way you feel.”

“But I need to handle my emotions better. I’m sorry.”

“No apologies necessary, love,” Klaus adds, “I certainly haven’t helped, fighting with children all day.”

“Niklaus,” Elijah warns, but Klaus doesn’t argue with him this time. 

“I should’ve stayed with you when you said you had a headache.”

“Don’t blame yourself either, Bex. It’s not your fault.”

“But we could’ve cuddled,” she frowns.

“It’s okay. I got a nap, and it helped a little. I just need to get used to my life being different now. None of you are at fault.”

“Nor are you,” the eldest reminds, “it’s been quite a day for us all.”

Kol clears his throat, “say, after dinner, if you feel up to it, we could all watch a movie and cuddle around you? I think some comfort is much needed.”

“Sure,” you agree, “but I might fall asleep during it.”

“That’s quite alright,” he smiles. He then stands up to hug you, but when his arms wrap around your neck, you freeze.

“Not yet, please. I’m still a bit stressed.”

He gives you a wink. “Of course, darling. Let me know when you’re ready.”

Klaus flicks his napkin across the table. He’s folded it into the shape of a heart. “We love you. You know that, right?”

You take the heart, kiss it, and put it in your pocket. “I do. I love you all, too. Thanks for understanding.”

[buckybarnesb-tch]

Hii! Can I request how would the yan!mikaelsons be with a little reader? :) i love ur fics

Yan!MikaelsonsxLittle Reader

I assume you meant a Headcanon so I hope you enjoy it

DD:DNE

•They are immediately obsessed with their little one

•Rebekah is the one to meet you first at the Salvatore’s when Klaus leaves her there. She knew you were a little instantly as both Klaus and Elijah have brought littles home before, though never to keep. She loves taking you shopping and dressing you up, and it brings you joy as none of your friends even want to entertain your little side. Rebekah was the first person to ever embrace it

•After Rebekah ‘disappeared’ you got depressed and Damon was sure to keep you from Klaus as long as he could, however once Rebekah woke up he couldn’t do that anymore

•Rebekah brought you home and you were quickly introduced to the family, Klaus, Elijah and Kol taking an interest but their sister snatched you up and brought you upstairs where you got a little tipsy and watched movies together

•It was the next day that you really met her brothers, Elijah cooking breakfast to entice you into coming down the steps and you did as you smelled sausage cooking. Almost immediately you were scooped up by Klaus who set you on an island seat stating how ‘Little Bunnies don’t walk on the cold ground’ before you were given an omelet with sausage and home fries, along with perfectly buttered toast

•Rebekah was angry but she knew she wouldn’t get you away from her brothers so she left it alone and you got to know them, quickly finding out that they quite enjoyed your little side as well

•Elijah was a stickler for the rules and all of them were so simple which you liked when you were small, all 3 of them keeping you in your headspace almost religiously. You weren’t allowed to curse when you were little nor did you drink unless you asked and they let you (minus when you’re with Rebekah). You always had to take a nap to keep you from being cranky and Kol got you several cute pacifiers for everyday use but especially for your naps, he loved to see you use them. Klaus had his own rule where you weren’t allowed to walk anywhere when you could be carried, not liking that you hate to wear shoes and running the risk of a stray piece of glass getting into your soft skin from all of the glass that ends up broken in their house so he carried you around the house all the time, both of his brothers helping but it seemed to be his favorite thing and it was the first time you didn’t feel like a bother since their vampire strength could handle your weight without a problem. Klaus didn’t like the first time you complained about your weight and once you expressed ex-daddies making you feel ‘too big’ to be little and carried around he was sure to drop them from a 60 story building, and to assure you that you were perfect and he adores holding you any chance he gets, they all did

•You don’t know when you gained 3 Daddies but soon you were following more rules as well like keeping your room clean since you now had your own playroom which was honestly more a bedroom since you didn’t go home much anymore. Never lie to them was a big one that you found out Klaus takes seriously and after he caught you in a little white lie you didn’t want to see that betrayal in his eyes ever again. Before you knew it you were moved in completely, getting mail sent to their address (which they handled), your apartment was for sale and you had quit your job, well Elijah had actually but you okayed it…kind of.

•You soon had to ask for permission for everything from eating a snack or watching a movie to going anywhere outside of the house and they never let you go alone. You would be upset about it if it didn’t make you feel so small and taken care of, they always stressed how much they love you and you loved them too, calling Klaus, Elijah and Kol Daddy after your third week since meeting them.

•Everyone outside the house knew what they were doing to you, they manipulated you into living with them, depending on them and letting them take care of you like a child and while the Salvatore’s and their friends saw it as horrible the Mikaelsons saw it as love. This is what their Babygirl needs, Elijah’s Princess needs to be taken care of, Klaus’ Bunny needs to be protected, Kol’s Darling needs to be loved, every minute of every day.

•You loved their attention, and you loved when they took you out, they spoiled you like you have never experienced and you loved it when they stole you from each other. Rebekah would steal you in the early mornings and take you to breakfast and shopping, Kol would sneak you away and take you to do something fun like the batting cages or mini golf or to a giant arcade. Elijah took you to cities most often, wandering around and enjoying watching you experience new things as you had lived such a short and painful life so far, and Klaus always took you to do things that made you feel even smaller like to build a bear or a playground. He had even built a playground in a field behind their house complete with merry go round that he liked taking you to

•It was almost a month and a half before one of them was sexual with you, Kol snuggling close during a movie night and sucking on your neck which startled everyone when you first moaned. Elijah put a stop to it but now they know, they know that you want them too and they know what that sweet pussy smells like when you’re wet

•Klaus and Kol pushed you to do different things, never that you didn’t want, but they were more up front about it, however it was Elijah that fucked you first. You had gotten horny at a movie he took you to and when you got back home he took care of you but he couldn’t deny you when you wanted to take care of him too. His brothers found you naked in Elijah’s bed a few hours later, unconscious with Elijah walking out of the bathroom from a shower with a smirk on his face. That was the beginning of your Daddies fucking you nearly every day

•You we’re so desperately in love with your Daddy’s by the end of the second month that when your friends did try to rescue you when you were finally left alone, you refused to go, being carried out and throwing a fit, especially when Damon got you into the car and threw your stuffed wolf out the window along with your crushed pacifier

•The Mikaelsons found you about an hour later, knowing you would never leave on your own, you were completely dependent on them, needy and incapable of taking care of yourself anymore…they had made sure of it

•Rebekah took you home and your Daddies came a few minutes later to calm your cries.

That was when they knew you were fully theirs and you would never leave them, you were their Little One for eternity

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

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[ladybirdswritings]

BEAUTY AND THE HYBRID - Klaus Mikaelson Fanfiction

summary: the slip of burlap rope brings an unsuspecting girl into the arms of a vicious, bloodthirsty creature.

warnings: mentions of ab*se, stockholm syndrome, captivity, dea*h, and violence.

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one

"Oh fuck yeah!"

"Birdie!"

My face tints a rose-like pink, burning at my cheeks as I scold my sister with wide eyes. She is happy today, and that's rare for us. Regardless, happy or not, her sailor's mouth never fails to mortify me. The patrons of this syrup scented diner stare for a moment, but return to their meal soon enough.

Birdie is fourteen today, and her eyes are eager and swimming with starvation as she inhales the powdered sugar air. I can't really afford this, not right now at least. Probably not tomorrow either, but today is her birthday. She'll only be fourteen once and- mom would have done the same thing. In fact, mom did do the same thing. Many times for me. When I turned twelve, we snuck into a cake shop and ate each sugared treat cased in glass displays. That was my favorite birthday.

I am not brave enough or- stupid enough to steal from anyone else. I have done enough of that this week.

"Dude, they have french toast coated in chocolate syrup."

Birdie is drooling now, I smile at her.

"Whatever you want, Birdie."

It's sad, how this is like Christmas for her. A warm meal at a shitty Mystic Falls Diner for the big one four. I will do more, soon. This however, it will be dealt with if I just take over Riley's night shift at the Grille- she won't mind the time off anyways.

The waitress is a strawberry blonde, her legs seem to go for miles. Her eyes are a pretty blue and her smile is tinted pink. Birdie wastes no time.

"Chocolate syrup french toast please! Heavy emphasis on the chocolate syrup... Ooh! And a stack of four pumpkin pancakes with whipped cream and lots of bacon and eggs on the side. Some orange juice too."

The waitress stifles her grin as she jots Birdie's order down on yellow pad paper.

"And for you?"

Birdie looks at me hopefully. I gaze into her eyes for a moment and pretend that my next words will be a request of pumpkin pancakes too.

"Oh that's everything, I'm not hungry."

Guilt floods them,

"I can hold off on the pump-"

"No Birdie, really I am not hungry."

I'm starving. My stomach growls in protest, luckily quiet enough for only me to hear. Birdie believes me, at least I hope she does as she sinks back into the booth.

The waitress smiles sympathetically, nodding once before scurrying off.

Birdie is impatient, drumming her fingers on the cherry wood as we wait. It isn't just the food she's impatient for. She groans.

"Ahhh- apple! C'mon- can't we just take a two second peek at what's in the big dumb thing?"

My brows twitch in discomfort and urgency, and I lift my finger to hush her. Maybe what that man said was all just to scare me, maybe he thought it was funny. It is the month of halloween after all, I have learned in my years here how serious all of Mystic Falls takes it. Still, I don't wan't to take any chances.

I shake my head at her,

"No. Not happening. That dude told us to keep this locked tight under all circumstances."

Birdie only rolls her eyes at that,

"Pfft. That guy was probably just trying to scare us. Ooh! I bet its drugs, or illegal weapons! Or illegal drug weapons!"

I shush her again.

"It doesn't matter what it is, it's not ours. I'm not opening it. I need it safe till midnight, till I get the payout and we get the hell out of Mystic Falls."

Birdie frowns, eyes gazing at the lonely jack-o-lantern glowing golden on the concrete outside.

"You think all that money is gonna buy us real fancy meds for dad? Like ones that'll get him better quickly?"

I wince at the question, I want to say yes but I truthfully don't know. He's worsened this month, I only hope these days. So does Birdie. It's her birthday, I can't make her sad.

"I'm sure we'll figure it out, we always do. Dad's gonna be fine. We're gonna have lots of money, money for medicine and money for unlimited pumpkin pancakes until you're at least forty three."

Birdie nods in agreement with that statement, "fuck yeah." she whispers. She tries to keep it discreet but, I hear it anyways. I ignore it.

The strawberry blonde waitress returns, juggling Birdie's food on a golden arm. She places four plates down in front of my lanky sister, her eyes light up like a million fireworks have ignited within them.

"Brought you a coffee pot sugar, its on the house."

The waitress, Karen, she smiles softly and it's warm like the coffee pot. She throws pink packets of sugar and small cups of cream in front of me. It'll keep me awake, I'm grateful. I thank her as I pour the bitter drink into the mug and breathe in the aroma.

Birdie is devouring her food as if it will up and leave her.

"My my, all this food. Today a special occasion?" Karen inquires, I nod with a warm grin.

"It's her birthday."

Karen gasps, "A birthday!? Well how old are you sweetheart? Old enough to pay the bill?" She jests.

Birdie shakes her head, teeth crushing a mixture of chocolate whipped pumpkin toast topped with bacon and egg. Whatever she could fit in her mouth. "Nope. Fourteen." She speaks muffled with a mouth full of food- her words are hardly audible, masked by her chewing. I repeat it to the waitress.

"Well then, a birthday calls for a special treat don't it? I'll go get one."

I nod gratefully, "Thanks. Hey um- do you guys have a bathroom?"

She points to the right and I slide out of the booth-gripping the white oak case in my hands. I'll bring it with me. I would be a fool to lose it, let alone leave it with my very occupied sister. I almost don't believe it's anything of importance, probably just some cruel prank. My intuition reminds me just how too good to be true it sounds. Yet, I am hopeful this month. So I'm playing along anyways.

My eyes are glued to the case as I walk right, so much so that I don't see the polished boots in front of me. I gasp, accepting the fate of the floor before it even greets me. We never meet. I clutch on to the fabric smelling of maple and bourbon. It tethers me, lifting me to my feet.

It is silent, I meet ice blue eyes.

Christ...

They bore past my very being, into something I don't even see myself. My soul, maybe. He is tall, tall enough that it makes me feel quite small. He has golden brown hair that curls at the tips, and golden brown stubble that surrounds pink lips. His eyes, they're all I see.

I stumble, he steadies me again with two strong hands.

"Holy shit!" Birdie calls, maybe amused- maybe relieved. She saw that, everyone saw that. My cheeks are pink again, as are the tips of my ears. The man's eyes wander around us, and it seems like that is enough for everyone. They all mind their business and return to their meals. As if he just cast a spell to detour their gazes.

His hands still grasp me as his eyes devour my composure.

"Are you all right?" His voice is like honey, stuck in a glass pot but glazing sweetness dripping from the very lid. It is deep, accented. He isn't from here.

I can't speak, I feel like I am crushed under his boot, the same one I tripped over. I only nod.

He releases me, slowly.

His eyes remain on mine, until they don't. He peers at the white oak case with an expression I cannot begin to describe. I watch him for a moment, analyzing. Fear strums at my core... its familiarity- I think. Or maybe I am just paranoid. I gulp, bending down to collect the case in my hands in an instant before he gets the chance to. I gaze at it, praying my fall didn't disrupt whatever lay inside.

He gazes at it too.

I have to speak now, otherwise I will be stuck frozen here.

"I apologize I um- I should have been paying more attention."

He doesn't tear his gaze away from the case. Not at first, for a moment that seems far too long for me to stomach. He breaks, eventually and a part of me is relieved but it seems a bigger part of me wishes he would just return his stare toward the case again. His eyes feel like they're burning through me. Like as if I try and speak again, my voice will falter to nothingness.

"You're alright, sweetheart. On you go."

Sweetheart. It calms the nerves. I nod gratefully, but his eyes returning to what is grasped in my hands just reminds me of why exactly I should be stepping rather than shaking. A gulp, then I am on my way, feet clashing against the noir tiles. Birdie is accompanied by the waitress, I catch glimpse in a napkin holder and sigh in relief as I push through the faded blue door.

I am eager to release the case from my burning hands, I was gripping it tight enough to callous my reddened palms. I throw it on the ceramic sink as the faucet squeaks, my trembling hands splash my pink face with warm water. I heat even more.

The mirror greets my pallid features, sunken in with exhaustion and hunger. It also meets my eyes, swimming with a melting pot of emotions. My breaths are shallow and labored, and my heart is pounding on its cages.

I splash my face again and yet? I cannot shake the feeling that this won't be the last time I see that man again...

[lovely-des]

Being the daughter of Bonnie & Klaus includes

(Age: Newborn - 5)

You're a Tribrid just like your big sister, Hope

You're a year younger than Hope

Your first word was incendia, Klaus was proud, but Bonnie, not so much since you set the couch on fire

You learned magic from your mom, Freya, and Davina

You're a mommy's girl more than anything

You're sweet and kind like a Bennet when happy, but when mad you are ruthless and colded hearted like a Mikaelson

You are equal parts your mother and father

Your favorite word in incendia or motus

You grow up with your mom, Hayley, and Hope

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(Age: 6 - 17)

For the first time since you were 1, you met your father, aunties, and uncle

Since you didn't like painting, you and Klaus bonded over him tell you everything you need to know about being a werewolf and vampire from his point of view

You moved back to New Orleans to be closer to family

Your mom enrolled you into the salvatore boarding school where your aunt Caroline is the headmistress when you were 6

You started making your own grimoire

You become close with Lizzie & Josie

You and Hope practically teach each other

You spent most of your time with your mom, Freya, Davina, doing magic

When you were 13, you activated your werewolf side

You and Hope made a promise to become fully activated Tribrids together

Your favorite aunt is Rebekah, and your favorite uncle is Elijah

At 14, you experienced the death of Hayley, who was a second mother to you

Still at 14, you experienced the death of your father

You and Hope grew apart from each other after your father died

You and Hope are distant from each other for 4 years

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(18-now)

Lizzie tries to convince you to talk to Hope "Oh come on, Y/n, you need to talk to Hope. We both know you miss her, she's your sister"

After talking with Lizzie, you decided to talk to Hope and walk in her room to see her painting. "Nice painting big sister of mine. "Thank you, little sister of mine".

You and Hope quickly rebuild y'all relationship

You and Hope decided to become fully activated Tribrids "Hope, we need to do this before more people get here" "I know, I'll call aunt Freya and Bonnie"

Aunt Freya and your mom arrived with Rebekah, Davina, Kol, Keelin, and Marcel

You and Hope died laying in bed holding hands

Hours later, y'all woke up first and completed your transition

[catmikaelson20]

Poly yandere mikaelson family with a pregnant reader of Klaus's daughter (Hope)

- The Mikaelson brothers have always been very close and protective of each other, but that union intensifies when they meet the reader. From the first moment they feel attracted to her and are willing to do whatever it takes to keep her by their side.

- Klaus, as the father of the future daughter of the reader, is the most protective and possessive of all. He knows that his daughter is going to need a mother figure in her life and he is not about to let the reader walk away from them. Klaus is willing to do anything to keep the reader on his side, even if it means eliminating any potential threat.

- Elijah is the calmest and most rational of the brothers, but when it comes to the reader, he becomes as yandere as the others. Elijah is aware that the reader is an independent person and cannot be locked in a room all the time, but he still makes sure that she is always accompanied and protected.

- Freya and Finn, the most "forgotten" siblings of the Mikaelsons, see in the reader an opportunity to start a family. Both have lost many things in life and are willing to do anything to not lose the reader and their future niece.

- Kol and Rebekah are the most light-hearted and fun-loving, but when it comes to the reader, they also become extremely protective. Kol has a very sarcastic sense of humor, but if anyone dares to make jokes about the reader or her daughter, he becomes a very dangerous person. Rebekah, for her part, tries to be the reader's "big sister" and makes sure they have everything they need.

- The reader, for her part, feels overwhelmed by so much attention and possessiveness, but at the same time she feels very safe and protected next to the Mikaelsons. As her pregnancy progresses, she falls more and more in love with each of the brothers and realizes that she could not live without any of them.

- Although the relationship between them is solid, there are some moments of tension when the reader approaches her due date. Klaus, in particular, is very concerned for the safety of his daughter and the reader, and can become a bit more aggressive than normal. However, after the reader gives birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl, all of the Mikaelson siblings become much more relaxed and happy.

After the birth of her daughter, the reader becomes even more the center of attention for the Mikaelson brothers. Although the reader feels a little overwhelmed by so much love and possessiveness, she also knows that she has never been happier. The brothers watch over and protect her at all times, and are always willing to do whatever they can to make her feel loved and safe.

Over time, the reader begins to adjust to her new life as part of the Mikaelson family. He begins to understand the nuances of each of the siblings and appreciates the differences in their personalities. He also begins to understand his own needs and finds ways to meet them within the family dynamic.

The Mikaelson brothers' relationship with the reader and her daughter grows stronger over the years. They are always together at important moments and make sure that the reader and her daughter are always protected. Although there are moments of tension and internal conflicts, love always prevails between them.

Ultimately, the polyamorous and yandere relationship between the Mikaelson brothers and the pregnant reader is complex and difficult, but it is also an unmatched source of love and protection. As the years go by, the Mikaelson family becomes more and more united and strong, and the reader realizes that he has never been happier with them than he is now.

[the-dawn-star]

Place to Stay part 25(Klaus M. x Gilbert!Reader x Elijah M.)

A/N: Hello everyone and I'm really sorry about the long wait! I haven't been feeling great and I am completely lost with this story so I would love to hear your guys's ideas about the story. All comments and likes and stuff are really appreciated!!

-S

+2300ish words, proof read by @Ana_Mia_Lisa on ao3.

Lying in bed with darkness surrounding me was comforting. I could forget who I was and the deeds I had done on the last day or two. The only problem was that I laid in that massive bed alone, while Klaus moved to one of his many guest rooms. I felt bad for taking his bed, but Klaus had insisted on it. He had insisted on the fact that we should not go further than the kisses we had shared after I showed up on his doorsteps. I knew I might be annoyed by his behavior now, alas, I would probably thank him for that. But having the room only to myself made me feel like I wasn’t being watched at every second.  

I pulled the cover over my head, giving myself a nice, dark place. Being alone in the darkness, I felt a knot of hair at the back of my hair and I let out a deep sigh. I have had a headache since I first woke up. I had been up for nearly an hour trying to fall back asleep, but my thoughts didn’t let me do that. Instead, I had fallen into a quiet, hyperventilating mess, and because of a miracle, no one had heard me.

This time it didn’t take an hour to fall asleep. After all, I was exhausted. I had been exhausted for so long. I was asleep for minutes but it didn’t give me the rest I was so desperate for. My dreams are filled with images of Damon’s blood covering my body, of me killing him for good. But none of those images brought me joy.  

--- 

The raindrops hitting the window woke me up a third time. My sleep had been restless so waking up when my body didn’t any less rested as I felt when going to bed didn’t really surprise me. But it was calm, and mostly quiet except for the tiny dripping sounds of the raindrops. 

I closed my eyes again, hoping to get back to sleep. But the sleep would not return to me. Instead, the rain was overshadowed by fighting somewhere in the house. It was known that the Mikaelson family had its own issues but still; I wished I could yell at them to stop and let me sleep for just a minute longer. 

But all the sleep was pushed away from me when I heard my name being yelled at by a person I had known my whole life. I forced myself up and out of the warm covers and took one deep breath. Talking to my sister was going to be a hell of a screaming match and I was nowhere near being ready for that. 

I put my college pants back on and quickly made sure I was looking at least semi presentable. 

Walking out of the door was a shock just because the first thing I heard was my name being screamed once again by my sister. I didn’t want to see her face full of disappointment and anger that I had become so accustomed to. 

I walked to the first floor trying to find the source of the yelling. 

Also in the living room was my sister Stefan while Kol was lying on a couch, clearly intrigued by the screaming. Klaus meanwhile was sitting in an armchair, but the hybrid didn’t seem as impressed as his brother with the topic at hand. 

“What’s going on?” I asked, walking in and getting everyone's attention. 

Klaus almost jumped off of his chair and came to me taking a hold of my hand as if asking if I was okay. I smiled at him trying to reassure him of my mental state and turned my attention to my sister. My sister who looked disgusted by my closeness with the hybrid. 

“What is going on?” I asked again and walked past Klaus to my sister. 

“You really need to ask what was going on after you let Elijah and Klaus torture Damon and then stabbed him yourself.” 

I knew Elena was going to be upset but still it always hurt to see your only sister, only surviving family being upset by your actions, and your actions only. 

“Oh, calling it torture is a very big overstatement and I’m sure Damon is just fine and recovered from his wounds. And after all you have been there to nurse him back to help, I’m sure.” Elijah said, leaning on a door frame. 

I had to be thankful for Elijah saying something before I could embarrass myself. What I didn’t like was the clear innuendo that my sister was being more intimate with Damon than she should have (not that I had any room to judge how she spends her time). 

Kol let out a laugh enjoying the drama more than anyone should, but judging an immortal vampire was barely my place either. 

“What is it?” I asked as calmly as I did not want to continue bickering. I took my sister’s hand to mine trying to unpack the tension in the room. First, Elena looked at my hand that was holding hers and then turned to look at my face, unsure what to do next. I smiled at her, so dearly wanting to infuse the situation. But she did not respond and lowered her gaze from me. We all waited for a moment in silence.

“We came to take you home…,”  Stefan said, when it was clear that my sister wouldn’t be speaking. 

“Why would I come with you…?” I asked, confused, but I couldn’t pull my hand away from my sister's gentle grip.

My name was whispered so quietly that I almost missed it, before turning to my sister. 

“I- I found Jenna’s ring, you know the one that she promised you. I- I was wondering if you still wanted it…” 

For a quick moment, I didn’t see my sister in front of me. I saw the young girl who was terrified for life and cried silently at our parents' funeral. A young girl who was just as traumatized by her past as I was. She missed them so much, even if she didn’t talk about it with me, but she did miss them. She most likely still blames herself with Jenna’s death, and a clump traveled to my throat and my headache sent needles to my temples. I wanted to sleep, sleep on my own bed and fall into a deep sleep where I couldn’t be woken up by tiny raindrops. 

Another stab went through my head and the bright lights forced my eyes to flutter, trying to be okay with the lighting. 

“Yeah…, I- I would still like it if it’s okay with you.” 

“Of course…,”

“Let me just get my stuff and you know get ready…” I said, before letting go of Elena’s hand and almost ran away back to my safe haven. 

I threw the door open and ran to the small pile that included yesterday's clothing, clothing that was partially covered in Damon’s blood and tears. I bit my lip and turned away from my clothes. 

I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I borrowed his clothing for a moment. 

I checked that the door was closed just to be sure, before hesitantly walking to Klaus’s closet. I wanted to be quick for the people downstairs and grab the first t-shirt and sweatpants I could find. 

I pulled my catch against my chest before hearing a low laugh behind me. 

I let out a small squeak out of panic and turned around only to see Klaus leaning on the door frame. For a moment I waited for a teasing comment by the hybrid about seeing me changing. I smiled already waiting for the comment, but it never came. Klaus looked mad and clearly had no time for humor. I let my smile fall and I pressed the pile to my chest, like it could protect me from anything.  

“Is something wrong?” I asked, kind of scared of the reaction I might get from him.  

“Your sister seems nervous…,” Klaus said quietly while walking right in front of me and I couldn’t help but to take an involuntary step back.  

“What do you mean?” I asked, wanting to stay oblivious to the subtext but I saw the anger bubbling under his skin. 

But in my mind, I wanted to scream, for once I had a good feeling about my sister. About the possibility of me not crying myself asleep for a fucking once. That I could have a nice day with my sister. So why, why was Klaus trying to ruin it?  

“Don’t...,” I whispered, warning him of something that I had no power to do.  

“I’m trying to keep you safe, when you clearly cannot do it yourself.”  

I had seen Klaus angry many times before, but not once had that anger been towards me. But now I can understand the reactions that my friends gave when they were the reason for his anger. *

I took another step back until the backs of my knees hit the bed.  

“Maybe she is just scared of being in a house with the man who killed her aunt.” 

I saw immediately that Klaus’s gaze softened. At least he had some sense of understanding to look apologetic. We hadn’t talked about the happenings of the full moon when Klaus had broken his curse and I was more than happy to bury it deep inside of me. I had learned to look at how bad the situation had been in all parts but still it didn’t mean that I didn’t miss my aunt.  

Klaus whispered my name and brought me back to reality with it.  

“I’m sorry, is that what you believe that I might care about your well-being?” Klaus was clearly annoyed by my distrust but still understanding of me wanting to be on my sister's side.  

“I don’t know...,” I admitted and let myself fall on the feather light bed.  

Klaus walked in front of me and pressed his warm hand against my cheek. His touch was so gentle and such a rare sight of kindness. I wanted to melt to his touch, I did melt to his touch. I wanted to kiss him and tell him of all the things I wanted to do.  

A tiny smile got to my lips. 

“If you cannot believe me, let’s say that what I'm about to do was my idea, and my idea alone..., can you accept that?” There was a tiny sense of pleading in his voice and my need to kiss him grew even more.  

“I just don’t want anyone to get hurt,” I whispered, not sure if I was saying yes to the hybrid’s plan. Maybe, it was just a statement without any correlation to anything we had spoken before. 

“No one needs to get hurt… You trust me, don’t you.” 

I looked up to see the gentle face of the man who had committed such horrible acts throughout history. I leaned to his touch. 

“Yeah, I trust you…” I admitted and took his hand to mine, carefully pulling him down to the bed with me. And to my surprise Klaus sat down next to me without a fight. 

“You are so beautiful, love…” Klaus said so quietly that I barely heard him but still his words got a smile to my face. It was nice to know that someone found you pretty, especially when normally you were mostly ignored by the people around you. 

But I had never been too good with telling my feelings to the people that I cared about. Particularly to the people who didn’t need to be around me. 

I didn’t know what to say. Was there an obvious answer to someone calling you pretty? 

So, I leaned in, giving him the time to push away, but he didn’t, letting me kiss him. 

There was no fire in the kiss. Just a gentle kiss, where both parties are scared of scaring the other person away. Like the fear of breaking the surface of the calm ocean that surrounded us. 

I pushed myself closer to him and pressed my hands to his chest slowly giving him the hint of laying down to the bed. Klaus got the hint quickly but wrapped his arms around you and took me to the bed with him. Klaus’s hands went up and down on my body, melting me to his arms. I was basically laying on top of him, trying to not to crush him. I needed to feel more, more of him, more of passion, more of anything that would keep my mind out of the mess of this town and its people.  

Klaus’s hands traveled down my back to my hips, while gently pulling me closer to him. Maybe Klaus felt the same way, maybe he is just as tired as I am. Maybe this is one way that he can feel like in control, like he isn’t just a pawn in someone else’s game.  

Maybe I could make him feel better about... well everything. 

But like so many times before, there was an unnecessary interruption.  

Someone cleared their throat and had to push myself off of Klaus’s touch that I wouldn’t simply ignore the person interrupting us.  

Klaus seemed clearly as bothered by the interruption as me, but still let me get off of him but didn’t bother sitting up as I did.  

But when I looked at the door, I simply wanted to die. Die and crawl to the deepest part of hell where no one could ever find me. Because at the door was standing my sister, who had nothing but bewilderment on her face, and Elijah who seemed to enjoy the situation a lot more than it should be allowed.  

“Hi...;” I said, trying to break the absurd tension but not succeeding as well as I would have hoped.  

“Are you ready to leave...?” I liked to think I knew my sister well, and moments like this proved it. There was a tiniest bit of anger and pain in her eyes. But she still tried to keep it together and I appreciated her for not yelling in front of Klaus and Elijah.  

But I knew what was going to happen.  

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[rere-the-writer]

Can you do a Mikaelson men x Black reader where Finesse By Bruno Mars and Cardi B( ik the song is old but I love that song) is playing on her playlist while she’s making breakfast for her husbands and children and while she’s singing and dancing the kids are around her singing too and the boys walk in and see them and their just by the doorframe watching their kids and wife just singing and dancing to the song with a smile on their faces and you can freestyle the rest

Yes and yes time for just the fluffy soft Mikaelson fic

Warnings: Fluff just all around Mikaelson fluff

You were just a poor waitress working two jobs to support your sick mother when you met Elijah. And you had dated Elijah for a year before meeting his siblings and after talking it out you began seeing Finn, Klaus, and Kol. When you began to have feelings for them also and Elijah wasn't surprised. Elijah informed you it wasn't the time he shared a lover with his brothers.

Your marriage was blissful even if Hayley was a little jealous of you and Hope adored you. You first pregnancy with the twins was a surprise but Finn was happy to be a father. Then Kol and you having Alicia and Elijah fathering Xavier with Klaus being the father of Alastair.

You had woke early getting out of bed before Finn got up so you could get started on washing the kids hair with Hope's help. Brianna and Alicia wanted braids like yours, Jasmine wanted twists while Xavier wanted puffy hair.

"Puffy hair?" You asked Xavier when he climbed into the chair with him smiling brightly at you. Brianna was helping her sisters get dressed with Hope also helping.

"Like grandpa." Xavier said pulling a chuckle from you remembering you had took the kids to see your parents the other day.

"Right puffy hair." You say kissing Xavier's head. Kids dressed and picking up Alastair from Elijah's chest, you all head downstairs for breakfast. You placed Alastair in his highchair giving him a bottle with Xavier climbing up next to him.

"Alright my babies let's make some breakfast for everyone." You say pulling up your Spotify Playlist on your phone. Xavier right away jumped up when the first play of the tune and Cardi B's voice came out of the speakers.

Drop top Porsche (Porsche), Rollie' on my wrist (wrist). Diamonds up and down my chain (aha). Cardi B, straight stuntin', can't tell me nothin'. Bossed up and I changed the game (you see me?). It's my big Bronx boogie, got all them girls shook (shook). My big, fat ass got all them boys hooked (hooked). I went from dollar bills, now we poppin' rubber bands (ha). Bruno sang to me, while I do my money dance like ayy. Flexin' on the gram like ayy. Hit the Lil' Jon, okay (okay), okay (okay) Oh yeah, we drippin' in finesse and getting paid, ow

Ooh, don't we look good together? There's a reason why they watch all night long. Yeah, know we'll turn heads forever. So tonight I'm gonna show off.

You smiled watching your son begin to dance as Alicia joined him, both singing along. Jasmine grinned also joining in while Brianna and Hope stayed next to you helping. Alastair kicked his little feet trying to dance along while clapping his hands.

Your mornings were always like this, you would play black centric music from a Playlist your father gave you. Your dad claimed the kids needed to know their culture and the joys of black music which always made you chuckled. But you couldn't deny how cute the kids were dancing and singing along to the music every morning.

When I'm walkin' with you. I watch the whole room change, Baby, that's what you do. No, my baby, don't play. Blame it on my confidence Oh, blame it on your measurements shut that shit down on sight. That's right

We out here drippin' in finesse. It don't make no sense. Out here drippin' in finesse. You know it, you know it. We out here drippin' in finesse. It don't make no sense. Out here drippin' in finesse. You know it, you know it.

Elijah woke up first groaning still feeling tired and panicked for a moment when he didn't feel Alastair on his chest but relax hearing the baby with you. Finn woke when he didn't feel you in bed next to him before realizing what time it was and got up.

Klaus groaned as he woke not surprised that the twins weren't on his back knowing it was wash day. Kol dragged hisself down stairs with his brothers hearing little voices singing and movement. The men paused smiling seeing you cooking while you sang with the kids dancing around the kitchen.

"Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on. Don't it feel so good to be us, ay? Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on. Girl, we we got it goin' on. Girl, we got it goin on. Don't it feel so good to be us, ay? (Feels so good) Yeah, we got it goin on, got it goin on (with you)." You sang holding Alastair dancing making the baby laugh. Brianna and Alicia were dancing with Xavier while Jasmine was singing along with Hope.

"When I'm walkin' with you, I watch the whole room change. Baby, that's what you do. No, my baby, don't play. Blame it on my confidence Oh, blame it on your measurements. Shut that shit down on sight, that's right." Kol couldn't help but sing along joining in making the the kids squeal with delight.

"We out here drippin' in finesse. It don't make no sense, out here drippin' in finesse. You know it, you know it. We out drippin in finesse. It don't make no sense, out here drippin in finesse. You know it,, you know it.Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on. Don't it feel so good to be us, ay? Yeah, we got it goin' on, got it goin' on. You know it, you know it."

Elijah smiled leaning against the doorframe watching with a smile with Finn. It was cute watching their wife and kids just dancing and singing before Jasmine trotted over wanting Elijah to join. And the was how they spent the morning, just dancing and singing while making breakfast.

[kinzis-writing]

Dating Klaus Mikaelson Would Include - HC

This is my first Headcanon in a long time, bare with me if it is horrible. The first one I wrote was on wattpad years ago so... 

requested by: @catmikaelson20​

Warning(s): none.

note from me: set before hope or that may not even exist if you don’t want it too.

*Not proofread or edited*

- Klaus Mikaelson is not how most would think he is in a relationship

- He may be the big bad hybrid but he is a complete gentle giant with you

- you have complete protection from any harm or danger that is in your life.

- Believe it or not he loves cuddles!

- anytime to spend some time intimate time with you he will take 

- Klaus will ensure that you have anything you want or desire. 

- he ensures you’re completely happy 

- if something is wrong, he will do everything in his power to fix it. 

- Lots and lots of traveling 

- ^ he loves showing you places you may have never been.

- “Where do you want to go next, love?” 

- Plenty of kisses.

- He’s not shy with any sort of affection

- he is very proud to show off what is his

- any insecurities in your relationship? he will push them away for you. 

- You’re very special to the hybrid

- He’s not exactly good with his words 

- ^ he prefers to show you how he feels instead of using words

- When he does use words, he would have a hard time saying “I love you” 

- doesn’t open up easily

- ^ once he’s been with you long enough, he’d finally open up

- You are the only person to see his every emotion 

- ^ that was not the case when you first started dating 

- He worked his way up to trusting you fully 

- he’s very appreciative of you

- never have you ever pushed him to open up to you and you let him take his time. 

- Dating Klaus means being a friend to his brothers and sisters. 

- ^ especially Elijah and Rebekah 

- Klaus can become very jealous.

- ^ easily and fast. 

- Only you can calm him down when he gets angry or jealous. 

- when you fight, you use his full name. 

- “Get over yourself, Niklaus.”

- He knows when you’re angry because you call him his full first name. 

- He will always have a soft spot for you

- He never lets you leave the house by yourself

- ^ always have to have a hybrid, one of his siblings, or someone with you to ensure your safety. 

- Can be a bit suffocating in certain occasions

- however, he plans the best dates

- he puts a lot of thought into his plans and ideas. 

- he’s a romantic.

- anything that will put a smile on your face, hes doing. 

- even if he never says the words, he loves you more than anything 

- he absolutely adores you, love you, and any other emotion. 

- you are his forever and always will be. 

I’m still getting used to writing HC’s, but I hope this was okay. I should have a prompt list out soon. Requests are open! Tag lists are open!

[countrymusiclover]

Her Life Means Everything

Maddie Julia Forbes. The shy twin sister of Caroline Forbes finds herself falling for the wrong guy, the hybrid Klaus Mikaelson. When she discovered her sister became a vampire she feared that she would just be in her older sister shadows until the hybrid came into town. Maddie gets pulled into the supernatural world as the only other human beside Matt Donvan. Question is can she stay that way

1 - Matching Rings

2 - Sister's Lie

3 - Unexpected Comfort

4 - Playing Princess

5 - The Originals Mother

6 - Together as One

7 - Alaric Wants to Kill Me

8 - He's Actually Alive

9 - Dancing Date Gone Bad

10 - Another Vampire Hunter

11 - Tale of the Five

12 - Which Witch Did You Call?

13 - My Orleans Girl

14 - You'll Never Lose Me

15 - Picked A Death Wish

16 - Who's The Better Teacher??

17 - Ring to New Orleans

18 - How About Aunt Caroline

19 - Everything is Red

20 - Two Hearts

21 - Prom..Interpreted Us

22 - Be Mine Forever

23 - Graduation Cap Multiple Uses

24 - The Brave Bartender

25 - Lockwood's Betrayal

26 - You're Better Than This

27 - Vampire Visions

28 - Keys to the Kingdom

29 - Our Twin Daughter's

30 - Returning Home

31 - She Deserves To Cheat Life

32 - You Will Be Missed Liz

33 - Desirable Soulmates Evening

34 - My Fairytale Wedding

35 - Supernatural School

36 - Complicated Urges

37 - Forced To Fight

38 - Back to Mystic High

39 - Runs In The Family

40 - Quest of the Mates

41 - Worst Spring Break

42 - Epic Mikaelson Reunion

43 - A Family Dress

44 - Gemini Curse

45 - Us Against Triad

46 - Family Holiday

47 - Supernatural Game

48 - Who Is Hope Really???

49 - Rebellious Teenagers

50 - Memory is as strong as Family

51 - We Broke Always and Forever

52 - Family Loopholes

53 - Kai Parker Influence

54 - Who's More Powerful Now

55 - Most Powerful Creatures On The Planet

56 - Eternal Love Breaks

57 - What Brings Family Together

58 - Merge Day

59 - Salvatore Musical

60 - Salvatore Musical

61 - New Addition To Our Pack

62 - A Kirby Proposal

63 - Grandpa Nik and Grandma Maddie

64 - Little Elope Wedding

65 - The Life We Choose

66 - They’re Mikaelson’s Forever

67 - Creation of the Tribrid's

68 - Humanity Here We Go Again

69 - Drastic Vampire Measures

70 - Fighting the Bite

71 - Mikaelson's Don't Go Down Easy

72 - Always and Forever

Comments really appreciated ❤️

Tag list- just ask to be added

@mrs-fanfiction-2001 @the-big-bad-klaus @queenieala @dragonixfrye @samsgirl93 @elijahmikaelsonbitch

[lostghostthing]

Rebekah's Cat

Word Count: 900 -1000+?

Rebekah's POV

I was walking the streets of New Orleans, minding my own business when I saw some boy hurting a little cat. I vamp myself over to them and grabbed the cat. "What do you boys think you're doing?" I asked the three of them. They looked up at me with fear, "uh... we wer... were" the smallest tried to speak, "just go" I rolled my eyes. "Make us" I tallest laughed, "go before I rip your voice box from your neck and do the same for your cold heart." My vampire side started to show. The tall one grabbed the other two and ran away. "Stupid boys" I laughed, then I looked in my arms. There was the cat I saved. They had a beautiful pure white coat. "Aren't you a beautiful..." I flipped the cat over to see it's gender, "girl" I smiled, flipping the cat back other. 

This cat was so beautiful that I adopted them. I didn't ask or tell my family for a week. But now, to night was the night I told them about Yn. My "new" adopted cat.

"Rebekah, dinner is ready" I heard my older brother, Elijah call. I smiled and walked to my window. I opened it, and Yn quickly ran in. She jumped up into the room and sat on my bed. I closed my window and grabbed Yn. "I want you to hide downstairs until I call you" I told her, holding her close to my face. She nodded and I put her down, I opened the door and let her run across the hall. I walked out my room and close my door behind me. 

"Ah, there you are Rebekah. What took you so long?" Kol asked, "I wasn't that long" I hit Kol's head. "Please, no fighting my mother asked, "ok" me and Kol said at the same time. "Hello family" I heard Klaus said as he walked in the room. He sat on the other side of me. "Can we eat all ready?" Kol wined, "eat" Mom said.  

When we were all about done, I cleared my throat. "Yes, Rebekah?" My father questioned. "I have something to tell you" "and what is that, dear sister" Eiljah looked worried for me. "I... Well, more like I have someone I want you to meet. Yn" I called, and she came running to me from upstairs. "A CAT!?!" Kol questioned, "yes, I got a cat and her name is Yn"

"Aww, she's beautiful" Elijah smiled as he placed a piece of streak in his mouth. Yn walked over to Elijah and rubbed up against him. "Hello there Yn" he looked into her E/C eyes, she jumped up into his lap and sat. "I think she likes you Elijah" "I hope so" he pet her head. 

Yn's POV 

I jumped up into Elijah's lap and sat down. He was sweet to my owner Rebekah, so I'll be sweet to him. "I think she likes you Elijah" Rebekah smiled, "I hope so" he pet my head softly. I then looked across the table to see a dirty blonde man. I hoped off Elijah's lap and walked over to the dirty blonde one. "Hello there Luv" Luv? Luv... why would he said that? I jumped into his lap and sat down. I heard Kol chuckle and joke about how the dirty blonde man was being a big softie.

After dinner, everyone when to bed. I said good night to everyone and gave them a kiss on the cheek. Two for Kol and Elijah. Rebekah and I then went upstairs to her bed. Finally, I could sleep on the bed. I jumped up on it quickly and lay down, waiting for Rebekah to change into her sleep wear. When is was done, she crawled into bed and laid on her back. I crawled over slowly and laid on her chest. "Really" I laughed at me, I mowed in reposes.

3 Years Later...

Yn's POV

I have been living with the Mikaelsons for just little over a year, and they have never known my real form. Until to night

It was around 5 in the morning, and I needed some water. Fresh, ice-cold water is with I wanted. I looked up at Rebekah to make sure she was sleeping. And she was, and with that I jumped off the bed to the floor. I jumped up and turned the held, I fell down but landed on my feet. I then pawed at the open and slowed opened it. Finally, I thought to myself as I walked out the room. I walked out into the hall and down the stairs, quietly. It was dark, but because I was a cat, I could see in the dark.

When I got to the kitchen, I turned into my human form. I had clothes on of course, I'm not crazy. I stood up and walked to the cabinet, I opened it and grabbed a beautiful glass cup. Then I walked to the fringe. 

after I filled my glass, I took the sip I needed. "Finally," I smiled, all of a sudden, the kitchen light cut on. I looked over at the entertainment of the kitchen and saw Klaus. Shit! I thought to myself before being pushed to one of the kitchen walks. "Who the fuck are you!?!" He grabbed my throat and had his other arm by his side, ready to attack. "What's going on!?!" I heard Mr. Mikaelson and the others running downstairs. "Who is that?" Mrs. Mikaelson yelled as she ran over. "Get your hands off the poor girl, Niklaus!" She pushed him a side, I fell to the floor catching my breathe. "Are you ok, dear?" She asked with question in her eyes. "Yea" I said nodded my head as I looked up at the others. "Who are you!" Klaus yelled about to attack again, but Elijah held him back. I got scared and transformed back into a cat before running to Rebekah for protection. She picked me up and hugged me, "did you see what I saw?!" "Yes, she's a shapeshifter" "you knew?!" Kol asked, "yep" she replied and hugged me again. "Please can she stay?" Rebekah asked her parents with hope her in her magical eyes. "Of course, dear" Ms. Mikaelson answered before anyone else. I jumped out of Rebekah's arms and transformed into my human form again. "Thank you, Mrs. Mikaelson" I smiled at her, "you're very pretty dear" she smiled back. 

And ever since then, I been living with the Mikaelsons.

[fandoms--fluff]

I LOVE BABY MIKAELSON HOPE BABY SISTER….. can you do one where yn is 4 months old is cingle to hope, mom ( Hayley) and dad ( klaus) because she is sick

Stardust

Baby Mikaelson sister reader x Hope Mikaelson (+Klaus & Hayley)

Warnings: none

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You whine as your stomach shoots another pain. You cry out and nuzzle your head into your mama's neck.

"Oh, it's okay, baby" Hayley rocks you in her arms as she walks around the living room. She's been cradling you in her arms for half an hour and you still haven't calmed down. She feels so bad about not being able to do anything about it.

Klaus walks into the room, hearing Hayley's soft voice and your whines. "What's wrong over here?" He walks closer.

"She's sick, her stomach hurts and she won't calm and I'm at a loss for what to do" Hayley brings a hand to her forehead. "Lay down, rest, I'll look after her," Klaus says and takes you into his arms.

Hayley nods and goes to the couch leaning back into it. She lets out a sigh and smiles softly while watching Klaus soothe you.

Your dad brings you to his chest, a hand on the back of your head. He sways his body back and forth, creating a smooth motion for you.

"Hey! I'm back" Hope yells, closing the door behind her, and takes off her shoes.

"We're in here" your guys' dad calls out to her.

Hope follows his voice and sees Hayley and Klaus on the couch with you in his arms, still squirming about. "What's wrong?" She frowns.

"Y/n's not feeling too well" Your guys' mom answers with a tired voice.

Your sight goes to Hope immediately when you hear her voice. You whine, wanting your big sister.

Hope smiles and comes over to you guys. She sits on the couch beside Klaus and takes you from his hold. You're now in her arms and she speaks quietly, "Hi, y/n/n" she whispers into your ear. The tickling sensation makes you giggle.

She holds you to the warmth radiating from her and leans against your guys' dad. He wraps his arm around her shoulders, her head laying on his chest.

Hayley and Klaus watch as your sister and you both start dozing off.

[so-long-soldier-writes]

absolutely random kol mikaelson headcanons

huge maneskin fan

has an anxious habit of biting his nails that bex often scolds him for doing

heavily reliant on autocorrect whenever he texts

he can spell just fine, but is still getting used to the small keyboard

a lot of the time, he pushes 'enter' instead of the send button, expecting it to send, but it just makes a new paragraph and his texts are never actually sent

it pisses his siblings off big time

canonically spends time in records shops to flirt with girls, but secretly has a record player and owns many albums

100% pulls harmless pranks on his siblings, and 50% of the time, they never realize it was him

but one time, he meant to scare bex by hiding behind a door, and accidentally scared elijah, and the man had a fit of rage at his youngest brother after nearly jumping out of his own skin

thinks damon would be a cool friend / murder / prank buddy if they could put aside their differences (wanting each other dead) and give it a try

definitely has mommy issues (what mikaelson doesn't?), but his make him more passive than aggressive

the only people he's ever opened up to, he's ended up killing out of fear of his secrets being shared

loves a good fruity cocktail every now and then, but it's a secret he guards with his life

bonus points if the straw has an umbrella

was never actually going to kill jeremy, he just wanted to get under bonnie's skin

however, he was ready to kill any of them that wanted to raise silas

and would've killed april young for fun had she not been a friend of his sister's, and he and his sister were getting along that day

has a playlist full of songs from musicals that is locked from his profile, just in case one of his siblings look at his account (btw, elijah pays for the family spotify account)

and since elijah pays for spotify, kol pays for netflix, bex pays for disney+, and klaus pays for hbo

they all get the money from the same place, but they feel like they're making meaningful contributions to the family by putting their names on these specific bills

when kol died, bex was not happy about having to pay for two streaming services, but she was not about to miss out on finishing the shows she had started

when kol came back, she immediately gave him back his payment responsibility

whenever they're pissed at each other, they change the password and the one at whom they're mad has to complete a series of puzzles to get access to the new password

kol started this, but klaus does it the most

has a secret affinity for iced coffee, and goes ham for pumpkin spiced lattes every year

pumpkin flavored everything, really

when bex finds out, the teasing never ceases

kol and bex spend halloween together watching movies all day, but then going out and scaring children at night

elijah chides them for being childish, so sometimes they sneak out before he can ruin the fun

wants to kill matt donovan solely for the fact that he slept with his sister

wanted to kill him before, but now it's personal

secretly adores hope, even though klaus doesn't let him near her

braids her hair whenever his brother isn't around, then says elijah or bex did it, and klaus doesn't question it

has tea parties with her and lets her paint his nails

when klaus finally catches them, hope defends her uncle, and her father reluctantly lets them continue to hang out

weapon of choice has been a baseball bat ever since he got a huge satisfaction out of hitting damon with one

likes caroline over cami when it comes to klaus' dating life

likes that caroline persistently rejected him despite his multiple attempts to woo her

painted itty bitty ghost into one of klaus' paintings and he has yet to notice

lives in fear of the day he finally does notice (but not enough to regret doing it)

doesn't often drink so much he gets drunk, but on bourbon, he's a rather upset drunk, however on wine, he's a very giggly drunk

touchier than people would think, and many never realize until he is drunk and lets his guard down a little

has a fear of tight spaces

much prefers being a witch, but also enjoys the thrill of tearing off someone's head with his teeth

no outfit is complete without a little bit of blood

[pinksirensong]

you can make an imagine of Morpheus being freed by his wife, I'm a big fan of the vampire diaries universe, so I thought of Morpheus's wife being a tribid (witch, wolf and vampire) imagine a furious wife with a thirst for revenge for her imprisoned husband I'm sure that would be chaos in the mansion

Okay...this got out of control, it's probably not really what you wanted kkkkk but it's in this vibe and I really liked writing it! I'm a big fan of TVD universe too so it was super fun writing it! Thank you ❤️

"NIKLAUS!" the screams of Y/N echoed through the Mikaelson's mansion at New Orleans. It wasn't unusual for the family to be locked away or daggered because Niklaus was paranoid, but this time it was different. As a tribrid – part witch, part vampire and part werewolf – it was a little harder to contain her, but Nik always found a way, especially to protect his twin. This time a witch who owned him a favy helped him lock her in the basement to make sure she wouldn't look for her husband.

Dream of the Endless and Y/N Mikaelson were not on very good terms the last time they saw each other, it wasn't something awful but just a little fight between the couple because Morpheus wouldn't share the burden of his duties with the kingdom with her. For Y/N it was like he didn't trust her enough to do so, but for Dream it was just a way to protect her, she might be a powerful tribrid, but she was still his wife and he would protect her with everything he had.

A few days after that Dream was imprisoned by Roderick Burgess and Y/N was naive enough to think she could count on her family. They hated Morpheus since day one for taking her away from them and the one who hated him the most was Nik. One would think that after more than half of a century she would lose hope and stop fighting back, but that was not who she was.

With time no matter how much she screamed her twin would never come for her and Y/N was now completely alone missing the being she loved the most.

"Why are you screaming?" she heard the voice of a little girl and when she turned towards the owner of it she saw a kid that reminded her too much of Niklaus for her own good.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Hope Mikaelson, ma'am. And I don't understand who and what are you doing here?"

"Mikaelson? As far as I remember my brothers and sisters are the only Mikaelson's around." seeing the confusion on her face, Y/N couldn't help but find it funny. "I'm Y/N, Niklaus' twin sister. That fuc…forking. That forking hybrid locked me here."

"I didn't know my father well enough to know why he would put you here, but if you're his sister then you're also my aunt." she smiled brightly and Y/N couldn't imagine how that child was Nik's kid. "I'm gonna help you, because we are family… Always–"

"–and forever." the tribrid completed her niece's sentence. The only way to let her out would be through Niklaus' blood, perhaps a descendant of him would work the same way, but Y/N didn't like that idea. She might not know Hope, but she was family and they protected each other above everything. "It's too risky for you. I assume from your late statement that Nik is…not around?"

"No, he…isn't. It's mostly me and mom. There's also Jackson and the rest of our pack, but the others are…gone. For now." her semblance was sad when saying it, but it quickly changed to her happy face once more. "But you're here and I've to free you!"

"I…cannot stay here once you do that, child."

"Why not?"

"My husband is in trouble, I can feel it. I must help him, he…needs me." through the century she could feel it, the way he seeked for her and worried about her wellbeing.

"But can you…come back? Please?" there was no way she could say no to that, perhaps Hope would be the first Mikaelson to not hate her beloved husband.

"We're Mikaelson, Hope. Always and forever." and that was worth a thousand promises. Once Y/N was free from that place she didn't even look for her siblings, all the tribrid did was run. She could feel him, Dream was in distress and far away from New Orleans. Y/N Mikaelson would burn the whole world for him.

Roderick Burgess was no longer alive, yet his son Alex still kept Dream of the Endless locked and deprived of his freedom. It angered her that he was still there, alone and thinking about the consequences of his absence to the world. No matter what others thought, she knew her husband was kind, he had a good heart. Oh, how the tribrid missed him, her body and soul were calling for him every single moment. To exist without him was like dissecting slowly, feeling her body lose strength until there was nothing more. She needed him as much as a vampire needed blood.

Dealing with wanna be magicians would be hard if she wasn't part witch herself, especially because they didn't know a tribrid could ever exist, Y/N truly was an aberration of nature. Firstly she had to compel Alex's husband, Paul, to invite her in and the rest was easy. Taking down every single guard was almost fun, mortals and their weapons thinking it could hurt someone like her. Killing was in her nature, but now she felt the need to do it for revenge. They were all guilty for imprisoning or helping keep him there. But the owners of the house would have their fate chosen by Morpheus, all she did was compel them to go upstairs and stay quiet.

"Dream…" there he was, trapped in his own cage with no clothes. At this moment she thought that their deaths were too merciful. When his eyes finally met hers it felt like her heart would explode, her dream was so vulnerable and…quiet. "It's me, my dream. I'm sorry for not being able to find you sooner, but I'm here. They will never harm you again." he finally stood up, at that moment Morpheus knew it wasn't a mirage or an illusion made by the others, it was his wife and she was here for him.

"Y/N…" it was the first time in a century since he said a word to anyone. "You came." Dream too remembered very well of the last time they saw each other, the hurtful words he threw at her and the way he left her at the waking world. If it wasn't for Roderick Burgess he would've come back to her, apologized for all he did wrong and begged for her forgiveness. But his wife didn't know that…and yet here she was.

"Of course I did, my dream. Nik…He…He trapped me, I was unable to find you. If it wasn't for that I would've come sooner!" Morpheus cursed himself for ever thinking she would leave him for something as silly as a little fight, that she would give up on him…on them. "All that matters is that I'm here now and you will never leave my sight ever again." Y/N put her hand in the glass and closed her eyes, she could feel his hand on the other side. It was as natural as killing, just like with any other part that made her a tribrid, her power strong and controlled making the ground shake until not only the binding was broken but the whole glass cage. The little pieces of it floated in the air like feathers until her eyes opened and it all fell into the ground.

"I'm sorry!" Morpheus was holding his wife like she would vanish any moment, it was as if this was all a beautiful dream. How many nights had he wished to see her face, to feel the warmth of her skin, the smell of her scent? Now here she was and he would never let her go again. "I love you." he did, he would always love her. Y/N didn't waste another second, pulling him in for a kiss, it was filled with passion, lust, but most of all…it showed how much they missed each other.

Many "I love you" were said while they kissed as if time had stopped and the rest of the world didn't exist. At that moment it was just Morpheus and Y/N, a husband and wife who were separated for too long. Revenge could wait, but not for long…the Mikaelson's were known for their cruelty and the tribrid wouldn't let Burgess get away messing with what was hers. Blood would rain in this house…more than already did.

[elejah-wonderland]

_elejah au

Love is in the Air

_a tvd fanfic_Part 2

a/n: I am already in Valentine's Day mood...hence this story...lol

Hope you'll enjoy it.

It's a light-hearted love story.

xoxo

*

Like clockwork, Elena was up at six and showered quickly, underwent her morning beauty regime, and packed most of her casual clothing. She then looked at the book and picking it up from the night stand. "All right, Elijah Mikaelson  or Smith, whatever you like to call yourself nowadays. Hope you can write as good as you can dance." 

She then whipped the book in the suitcase. Though they had met just this once so many years ago in Mystic Falls, this man left a mark, though she had only met him for the day.

She now took her phone and called Jo.

"Yes, I am at cafe acriss road. I thought you'd sleep a bit linger" Jo said as she picked up the call.

"I just want to get out of here. Ok. I will see you in five." Elena said before she hung up.

She now picked up her bag, slipping her phone in and looked around to check once more if she had everything.

"Ok. I think that's it." the brunette muttered to herself and then rolling her suitcase behind her, she got out.

*

In New York, Elijah finished getting dressed and walked out of his apartment rolling his suitcase behind him. In the taxi cab to J. F. K Airport, he fumbled with his phone, opening Elena's instagram. He looked at her picture she had posted about the last day of her movie shoot. He looked at her photo, transfixed, his mind travelling back to the night after his sister's college designer debu night.

Flashback

"Dance?" - Elijah said as he came up to Elena, who had just waved bye to her friend Caroline, scampering away with her boyfriend.

"What?" Elena looked surprised at this question without innuendos.

"Would you like to dance? Unless you don't dance - well, can I buy you a drink? I feel that this morning I intruded on you -"

"Yes, I'd like to dance" Elena now cut in mid-sentence.

The band played the Kings of Leon's 'Closer' as Elijah's hand slid around the brunettes back, taking her hand in his, smoothly sway and turn to the rhythm of the song. He found himself lost in a gaze  as their eyes met. Elijah smiled at Elena, who smiled shyly at him. Rhythm of their bodies danced slowly with the music. He twirled her around, dipping her as he had lean forward closer to her at one moment. Staring at the beauty before him, his breathing became shallow and his heart had suddenly felt vivacious inside his chest.

Stranded in this spooky town

Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down

Floor is crackling cold

She took my heart, I think she took my soul

With the moon I run

Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

...

Over the years, every time he had heard this song, he remembered that one moment. Like the song said it felt like this woman took his heart and his soul, as that same heart of his was like a ghost ever since that evening. 

Elijah swiped the phone closed. He took a note book out, and wrote a few notes for his new book. 

Flashback

Two years back

"Who is Angel really?" Camille, Elijah's editor asked as she sat down on her desk chair. 

"No one particular. I've just invented a character." Elijah fibbed. He knew all too well, who the heroine was.

"The book is amazing and it is going to print immediately. This will be a smash. It has everything, suspense, mystery, erotica. I am amazed that you have not thought of historical genre before." the blonde said.

"I thought that everyone is into murder mysteries." Elijah said.

"Well, your series of CSI detective Ross, was gripping, but this one will make it into a block-buster."

"All right. If you say so."- Elijah said and continued-"Is there anything else you need."

"I will talk to Gia about the whole promotion thing - well, you know it all"

"Yeah." Elijah nodded and got up.

"Erm- I just wanted to say sorry about your divorce."

"Thank you- but - it's not a big deal - Hayley and I had already separated - just didn't post it on any of tge social media." Elijah said.

"I know - but I thought that maybe you will get back together." Camille said.

"No. We've actually never really been compatible - it just took me a long time to realize that." Elijah said and turned the subject around to ask about if he would have a meeting with Gia.

"I'll call you when I speak to her." Camille said.

*

In Florence, Italy

"A fiat 500" Elena said as Jo now handed her the key cars over.

"You're apartment is in the old part of Rome, and the roads are quite narrow, and trust me you will be grateful to have such a small car."

"Oh - I love it. It's perfect. I want the ultimate Italian experience. Thank you." Elena said smiling."I hope it's red"

"It's a red one - yes. I don't know why the rented car always has to be red"

"It's to do with ladybugs - and good luck," Elena explained, and now sipped down the rest of her cappuccino,"ok- I am so ready. Can I ask you one last favour?"

"What?"

"A week without any phone calls and - about this new movie - I'd like to put money in it " Elena said.

"You want to co-produce it?" Jo said a tad bit surprised.

"I read the reviews and - the prologue - I have a feeling this will be huge."

"You got it. Right. Have a great time- and I hope you really enjoy yourself. And don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Elena raised and eyebrow at her friend as to say Please- do I ever do anything that is crazy?! And Jo nodded a little with a chuckle.  The two women now hugged and Elena went away.

Though she had travelled extensive through Europe, visiting France and Paris numerous times, as well as Spain, and Portugal, the Netherlands, Belgium, Denmark, Iceland, Greece, also North Italy, somehow she had never had the time or moment to go to the eternal city. And since her college days in Mystic Falls, she was forever pumped up to go to the heart of the most romantic places on the planet. There was one more thing that had a particular reason she wanted to see it. Being a huge fan of vintage movies, she admired the most divine actresses the big screen had ever seen. It was Audrey Hepburn. She had even played Holly Golightly on London's West End.

Three hours later, after a steady drive down from Florence, she arrived. Already, as she drove in, the whole feel of the busy city, it's ancient vibe, made her feel like she entered a world where old met new. Unlike any other places, this one gave her a jolt of adrenaline in the tired and somewhat weary soul of hers. 

Flashback

A year ago

Paris, France

"Here is to me - lucky in everything but love." Elena said and sipped down the champagne.

"Oh, come on, 'Lena" Caroline said, "Kaleb is the one - you should just so go for it. I mean he is the sweetest."

"Yes, he is sweet and lovely - but -huh- I don't feel - you know the fire - like I did with Elijah Oh, God - and we have just danced- we didn't even kiss"

"You are forever thinking of p 'EM dance thing' - God, Lena that was a thousand years ago -will you forever compare all the guys to something that never happened." Caroline shook her head.

"I need more Champagne" Elena said and waved to the waiter to bring her another glass.

"You have this dream-like thing in your head about this - and you have to stop it."

"Says you, who talks nothing about how love is fire and walking on clouds." Elena reminded her friend about her own views about love, romance and couples.

"Touché," Caroline now said,"but, seriously, Lena - you had this one dance- he left and he most probably never thought twice about it. Have you forgotten that Rebekah told me that he got married a year later."

"Yes. I didn't say that I pine after him or think what if - I am just saying that - Oh, God - I am actually thinking what if, aren't I?" Elena sighed, her eyes shining as if she finally had an epiphany.

"Yep. What if - Rebekah didn't pull him away, and what if - the next day you were not offered the role that kick started your whole career- and you jetted off to L.A. - what if - what if - but you can't live with what ifs." Caroline said.

"I know. Ok. Today is the day that I will officially forget the 'EM dance thing'" Elena said, but her heart fibbed. 

Now, she walked into the apartment on the last floor. It was a cute, quaint little apartment. It was exactly what she wanted. She put her case down and went out on the little terrace, her gaze smiling at the sun dancing on the rooftops of the bustling city. Refreshing herself a bit, a minute later, she was out, and lost herself in the cobble-stoned labyrinth.

*

Meanwhile in Stefan Salvatore's Apartment

Elijah's phone rang and he picked it up from the nightstand, "Hello"

"Hey," Stefan said,"sorry - you're still asleep?"

"Hey- ah, I am- well - so jet-legged- and I worked when I got here - already got two chapters down," Elijah replied rubbing his eyes,"what time is it?"

"8 p.m." Stefan said, adding,"go back to sleep. We can talk tomorrow."

"No. Need to get up. Anyway - all is good. How are you?"

"We are fine. Damon says hi. If you have time pop to Amsterdam one weekend, you are more than welcome" Stefan said.

"Yeah- I'll do that. Thank you so much for this. It's not that I could not afford an apartment, but -"

"I know, you wanted a home-like feel, and I told you that it's not a problem. We are best friends - and stop thanking me. Ok. I got to go. Talk in a couple of days - a friend of mine, Stella has managed to get you to the Roman Historical Institution, to the archives that are closed to the public. She will give you a call."

"OMG- thank you." Elijah moved to the terrace.

"Hey- seriously, you don't need to thank me" Stefan said.

"Right. Say hi to everyone and we'll talk later. I need a pizza and a good glass of red."

"Down the street in Campo di Fiore, there is a great old-new bar, I can recommend. I don't know if you remember it - it had that Audrey Hepburn poster on the wall" Stefan reminded his friend.

"Yes, I do. Why do you say new bar?"

"The old guy died and his son redesigned it a bit, but it is still the same place, food is still good and the wine is even better." Stefan explained.

"I will definitely check it out."

And with that their conversation ended, both hanging up.

Elijah showered and changed. As he said, he was ready for something to eat, and he made his way down to the bar, he and Stefan hung out so often when he came to visit right after his separation, two years back.

The streets of the old part were bustling and though it had rained a tad bit, everything still looked so sparkly and inviting, with dancing cobbles under the feet, made Elijah feel like he was at home already, like there was an everlasting theatre on display as he walked through the labyrinth of the ancient streets. 

And in his head he was writing out scenes for his book.

Plunging into the bar the next moment, with his imagination in full flow of the next chapter, his eyes, and his heart stopped still as they descended on Elena sitting by the large window. 

_to be continued

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Legacies 1x02 Rewatch

Hope's love for Shakespeare should've been a common thread through the seasons

Missing Emma hours. They all needed therapy so bad.

Lizzie getting so enthusiastic about game day 😭😭😭 Protect her at all costs

No because the way Josie's black magic had negative effects on Lizzie but Josie not being affected when Lizzie did black magic was never explained will always be one of the worst Legacies mysteries. I'm just gonna have to assume it's because Lizzie always handled hers better.

"Maybe you're pregnant" is an ironic insult to use on a lesbian virigin

"Bounce MG" 😭😭😭 She's the definition of unserious

The way Hope was sharing memories left and right in the first few episodes and then never again. It's such a cheap special effect too???

Hafael's chemistry was off the charts and I can't believe they never shared more than a dream kiss

"I have ACTUAL magic powers" Is this wolf on wolf violence??

"Put a shirt on." I see where Lizzie gets it from

"Dad loves Hope more than us." "You're being melodramatic." "You really want Dad to stop loving us? Keep it up." Mm hmm. Nasty.

The way Alaric probably will miss Lizzie's wedding too ...

Just not for the reason she thinks

Hope mocking Landon for running like she didn't just get called out for being a runner last episode. I'm gonna need you to tone down the soulmatism here.

The Connor-Dana-Josie trio truly is something else

"I was being recruited by D1 schools before I got here" TELL US MORE. GIVE US YOUR WHOLE BACKSTORY. I CAN'T BELIEVE WE NEVER GOT IT.

"I've been at the school for two days and I've already heard all about Hope Mikaelson and her sunny disposition." #People need to keep Hope's name out of their mouth at that school

Really can't believe we didn't get another football episode ever

I can't prove it but Connor shoving Kaleb to the ground from behind was racially motivated, I just know it

Sorry but Lizzie talking about "perky little boobs" unprovoked is gay. Why are you looking at other girls' boobs and why are you obsessing over how perky they are. That's gay.

"When someone other than Lizzie takes a shot at Josie, they tend to wake up with scabies." Big sister energy for sure. Everyone else is wrong, sorry, not sorry.

"If Lizzie Saltzman is what you want, I can help you get her." SHE'S NOT A PRIZE.

"Does a girl have to have a motive to do charity work?" Cruel but iconic

"I just want to take a minute to let you know how proud I am. You're all doing a great job." How did anyone think she was a bitch?? Just because she came up with some funny nicknames???

No because do you ever think how Lizzie was literally trained to lose games for other people's benefits her whole life and then that's exactly what she did for the Merge? Oh I'm gonna be sick.

MG the second someone bullies Lizzie:

No but Penelope, Dana, Josie, Alyssa ... there's a clear pattern there ...

Hope is such a bitch 😭😭😭 I love her

"If he says there is a fire breathing woman running through the woods, then there's a -" "THERE'S A FIRE BREATHING WOMAN RUNNING THROUGH THE WOODS." This show is comedy gold

"Maybe she wants the knife you said you don't have." Get him again Hope

The fact that Lizzie just let Dana walk all over her but the second Dana insulted Josie, the gloves were off

"Maybe I just get a thrill from tormenting all the crazies." ABSOLUTELY NASTY.

MaYbE yOu'Re FeElInG a LiTtLe DeLuSiOnAl BeCaUsE yOu'Re OfF yOuR mEdS

"You can count on my steel." "Ew, gross." TELL ME AGAIN HOW YOU THINK SHE LIKED IT WHEN HE HIT ON HER REPEATEDLY AFTER BEING REJECTED

No ThIs IsN't WhAt We TaLkEd AbOuT And???

"Can you prioritize your rage?" 😭😭😭 No, Rafael, it's how she flirts

"Not if SHE has anything to say about it"

"MY dAd bUiLt ThIs ScHoOl" Okay, first of all, Alaric is father to like 90 kids so I need you to calm down and secondly, I forgot how self-centered and entitled Josie was in S1. I know it only gets worse from here.

"It's like she appears out of smoke." She's been there the whole time. Just because you've been pretending to ignore her because your crush is not gone, doesn't mean she's not there.

"My immortal soul." Well wait until your body's immortal too Lizzie

I love how Penelope was willing to find a compromise between the twins and Lizzie was immediately down

So YoU cAn ThRoW mE uP LaTeR

God I love this show but I truly hate the shot inconsistency. Tell me why Josie tackled Dana and bounced back to her feet but somehow six seconds later was back on the ground to screw the team with her spell.

What exactly was on the clipboard Penelope was holding the whole time

Real answer: She was just holding it to look like a boss bitch and it worked

Lizzie throws literal PUNCHES to defend her sister

"Earth magic" implies the existence of air magic, fire magic, water magic ... Imagine if Legacies embraced the whole elements thing ...

"This hatred, this vengeance, this isn't you. It can't be you. I won't allow it." And yet he said nothing when his daughter went around ACTUALLY killing other students ... no wait, he made one of her victims play her bodyguard.

Us never getting to see the insides of those ritzy Salvatore School bathrooms is a crime

"You're my sister. My best friend. She spent the last ten years making us feel like we don't matter." I wish I could go back in time and tell Lizzie the whole truth

"I don't like that feeling that way. Not from Hope. Not from girls like Dana. Not from Dad. And not from you." "I promise."

"You had my back today." When? No, like genuinely, when? Lizzie was out there defending Josie against Dana left and right but when did Josie have her back??

"What are we gonna do about Dad?" "More like what is he gonna do to us?" Give you a hug. Literally.

Hayley missing from the photos gets me every time 😥😥😥