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klausysworld · 19 hours
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Sinful
Klaus had become, to an extent, addicted to sex.
The amount of time he had spent indulging in his deepest fantasies over the course of a thousand years was unbelievable.
He had learned how to please himself and others.
He was able to tell what people liked or wanted just by their body language. He was able to tell what their darkest desires were.
Some girls were shyer with what they wanted, they would make him work for it and tease him. Klaus learned to enjoy the chase, the game of catching the girl and finally unraveling all those dirty little thoughts and playing with his new toy until she was all tired out and used.
Klaus often could't help himself but ruin women whenever they let him. The knowledge that they were his to break and claim turned him on enough and it was so easy for a man like him to push their limits and get whatever he wanted from them.
Girls would fall to their knees for him. The image of legs spreading was permanently engraved into his mind and the sweet scent of sex always span through his head.
As the centuries past by, woman had gotten a lot friskier. Much more forward and confident which made Klaus's desires much easier achieved. Especially in recent years, it meant he had been partaking in many more types of play.
From being in sex dungeons where he was able to literally use woman as personal fuck dolls to having someone restrain him and use him in return. There was very little Klaus would ever not do. There was also very little Klaus had not done aalready.
It was because of this, all this experience that he knew a girl like Y/n when he saw one.
She had been eyeing him as though he were nothing more than a piece of meat for her to sink her teeth into and as he trailed his eyes over her, he found himself doing the same back.
Y/n was what Klaus would call 'sex on a stick'.
She was gorgeous, flawless actually.
Legs long and toned, ass firm and round, waist tight and slender, breasts ample and tender, neck utterly delicious and biteable attached to a borderline angelic face.
But Klaus knew that she was no angel. No this girl was surely hand carved by the devil himself, utterly sinful.
Her eyes were dark under the dimly lit club lights. Admittedly Klaus had come there hoping to find someone to satisfy his needs but he hadn’t expected to be graced with a seductresses presence.
He looked right at her, soaking up the feeling of her attention. There was something daring about her gaze as though she were taunting him, testing to see if he would come over to her. Klaus didn’t bite the bait very often, he preferred for his women to come to him however he also knew how quickly someone like her could be snatched up.
Especially when he glanced around the club and noticed the other eyes she had on her.
He wouldn’t risk the opportunity to taste a treasure like her.
However when he moved to sit beside her, she pulled herself up and walked away from him. Klaus’s eyes narrowed in both annoyance and intrigue at the challenge as he followed her.
His hands slid up her hips and abdomen as she began to move along with the crowd in the centre of the room, the dance floor. Her body moved so smoothly that he could only imagine how well she could ride a man, how good her thrusts were. As her skin began to shine with heat, he pulled her closer to his body so that her squeezable ass could grind against his hard cock through his jeans.
Her head leant backwards until the back of it rest against her shoulder and he was presented with the site of such a delicious looking neck. Her hot breath tickled his ear in a way that sent shivers along his spine and made his hips press forward again.
His lips began to latch onto her skin, sucking and nipping up her throat slowly. A little giggle vibrated through her body as she kissed his ear teasingly and pulled her neck away from his mouth. A low growl left his chest and his hands gripped her body in need and possession.
She shifted round in his hold to face him. He pulled her right up close, squishing her breasts against him and sliding his hands down to her ass.
Klaus leaned forward so his face hovered just over hers. The music made it difficult for her to hear him but she watched as his lips moved. Eventually he spoke up, “I want you” he told her firmly and she laughed.
“You and everybody else” she answered, a taunting smile on her lips as she moved backwards but he wouldn’t let her get away from him. She was far too good to lose.
Klaus rolled his eyes and tugged her back to him, “Come on sweetheart” he hissed into her ear, his hands squeezing the firm flesh of her ass before kneading it. Y/n took slight amusement in her ability to have men all over her in the matter of seconds. Especially a man like him.
Someone like Klaus would get what he wanted, Y/n wasn’t a fool to that and she saw no bother in dragging it out too long but still, it was fun to watch the desperation set in.
She could feel how hard he was, how badly his body wanted her. Naturally she rubbed herself against him, allowing him that slight satisfaction to make his grip tighten further.
Y/n let out a little moan as the pain of how aggressively he held onto her ass, the mere idea of the things this man would do to her was enough to make her want him too.
Klaus responded to her display of pleasure and smacked her ass harshly to hear her breathy moan beside his ear. He breathed in the rich scent of her blood that pumped just below her silk-like skin.
The music vibrated through both their bodies as Y/n continued to move against him and welcome his eager hands as they groped and grabbed at everything she had to offer. Klaus slid his hand up to her throat and squeezed until he heard a sound of approval making his lips pull into a cruel smirk. He knew she was going to be something special.
Y/n could feel the delightful buzz of alcohol fuel her confidence as she brought her hand to cup his cock through his trousers. She caressed him firmly, enjoying how his hips ground back against her touch and his head tilted back in pleasure. Slight amusement made her lips twitch to a smirk as she squeezed his erection.
It took every ounce of control left in Klaus not to fuck her in front of all those people. Not to push her down onto her knees and fuck that perfect face until her vocal cords stopped working.
Fortunately for him Y/n could read his thoughts very well and slid her hands back up his body. She cupped his neck in her hands and smiled at him, her red lips curling enticingly.
"I hear there's a nice hotel a few streets over" she whispered, eyes shining with desire. Klaus nodded faintly, holding onto her hips as she lead them out of the club.
The cool air soothed his boiling body for a moment and he was able to think a little clearer. He pulled her flush against him making her squeal and stop walking, placing her hand on his chest and giving him a questioning look. Klaus, however, didn't have anything to say. He just desperately wanted to see her face in the moonlight, to feel her right there and then. Her hand felt like pure sin as he leant into it. Everything about her was sinful. And he loved it.
Y/n could see everything flashing through his eyes and slowly continued to guide him towards the block of hotels. Klaus was barely aware that his feet were moving as he felt all along her curves, stroking and squeezing as much as he could. Eventually they got into the building and after almost losing it and nearly taking her against the elevator wall, they got into a room.
Klaus finally let the animal in him out to play when they got inside. Her body was handled roughly as he threw her onto the bed and pinned her down with him on top of her.
Y/n laughed softly and ran her fingers through his hair as his lips and teeth attacked her jaw and neck. She laid back willingly and pet the beast that was so desperate to ravish her.
Her feet shifted to kick her heels off before she lifted one to press against her crotch, offering something for his throbbing cock to grind against. The contrast between his roughness and her softness stirred so much within him. Klaus couldn't help but tear the dress right off her body.
Y/n rolled her eyes to herself, wondering what she'd wear when she left in the morning but pushing the thought away when his big warm hands cupped her tits. His palms rolled over her nipples, before the heat of his mouth tugged at them.
"Fuck" she whispered breathily, her hand pushing his head encouragingly. Klaus had his eyes closed so she wouldn't see the wolf behind him as his tongue flicked over the hardened bud before switching to the other. His find could only imagine how gorgeous she would look with his cum splatted all over her tits. His hands squeezed them painfully as he pulled off her nipple with a loud 'pop'.
"I want to fuck these" He murmured, a growl to his voice that send a wave of warmth between her legs. Her hand lifted his chin, nails denting his skin as she pulled him up to kiss her lips at last.
They both moaned in unison as their tongues danced and played tauntingly at the other. Her fingers worked his clothes off his body, wanting him bare for her to touch and admire.
He pulled away from their passion as her hand tugged at his cock, he hadn't known himself to get quite so hard before. To the point where it pained him, he had to restrain himself from jerking himself off right then just to soothe himself. He knew if she tried to tease him that he wouldn't be able to help but cum. She knew it too.
Her hand stroked him firmly, once, twice, three times before he came with a loud guttural moan. Her humour filled laugh made his gut twist with humiliation but he couldn't overthink it. All he could think about was her.
"I hope you have more left in you" she teased and his skin blushed red as his wolf raged under the surface. He could see that she expected him to get embarrassed and defensive so he tried especially hard not to. Instead he simply rolled his eyes and pulled her against him again. His lips moulded back against hers and his hands caressed down to her hips.
"Don't mock me yet sweetheart, you won't last much longer than I" he muttered, brushing his fingertips over the soaked lips of her pussy. Her moans were like heaven and hell twisted together and he lusted for more of them.
The pad of his thumb caressed her clit slowly to begin with, teasing and spreading her wetness before a finger sunk into her. Y/n's eyes went back into her head and her teeth bit into her lip as she rolled her hips to feet his touch. The tightness of her cunt made his cock twitch again while his fingers worked her up.
"You like this sweetheart?" He murmured as his knuckles bent inside her and he stretched her with a second finger. Y/n nodded with a moan, bucking her hips to feel the delightful friction against her clit. "Your pussy feels so soft" He mumbled, more to himself than her but she still her heard him.
A breathless laugh left her as he pumped three fingers inside her, his eyes locked onto the way her cunt wept for him and the way her clit pulses with need. His thoughts blurred together as his hand sped him, effectively fucking her until her nails clawed at the sheets as her walls spasmed around his fingers. His breathing was as heavy as hers as he lifted his fingers to his lips and licked her fresh orgasm off of his skin.
Y/n was looking up at the ceiling, panting as she calmed down only for his hot tongue to press against her cunt. She cried out in pleasure, legs spreading for him to fully indulge himself between them.
He lapped at her like a man starved, his tongue curling passionately until the familiar taste of her cum filled his mouth again.
Y/n pushed him onto his back, kissing his lips deeply and forcing a groan out of him. Her hands caressed up his body to his chest. He grunted and his back arched when she sat on his cock, her pussy swallowing it whole.
"Fuck- angel!" he moaned and Y/n let out a soft laugh as she slowly rocked her hips, getting familiar with the feel of his dick inside her.
"Don't call me that" she whispered and he grunted, bucking his hips up in time with hers so that smack of their skin could be heard.
"Why not, angel?" he muttered, a little amused until his eyes locked onto hers.
Y/n's eyes were entirely black when he looked into them, in response his went gold against his will and a choked groan left him as she bounced faster on top his cock.
"Because I'm not an angel" she told him, her voice much lower and almost smoky as her words sunk in.
Klaus had no time to react before her teeth were in his throat.
An ironic turn of events for the hybrid as the demon fed on his soul.
Klaus's mind was a haze for the following hours though he was vaguely aware of what he was doing and the pleasure she was giving him.
The feel of her wicked tongue wrapped around the head of his cock was burned into his memory. Her pussy took him time after time again until they were both trembling with overstimulation.
Eventually they both passed out.
He woke a while later, when the sun was high in the sky.
He was laid beneath the covers with Y/n tucked to his chest. Visions of her true form flashed through his head and a slight feeling of fear mixed with the prominent intrigue he felt.
His body was heavy, too heavy for him to get up and he truly had to wonder what she had done to him and what she planned to do.
When she woke, she behaved as though it were a normal one-night stand. She smirked at him as he watched her get changed from the bed. Before she left she came to his side and stroked the side of his face, her touch so hot that it sizzled his skin,
"Don't worry Niklaus, your strength will restore" she whispered and his brows pulled together when she uttered his name though his heart sped up at her following sentence; "When I feel that you're ready, I'll find you again." She warned him as she kissed his lips and left.
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just an appreciation post for my beautiful blond bimbos !! <3 <3
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IMMA PUT THE BADDEST HEIFAS ON THE FLOOR!
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calummss · 5 months
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Sweet Ultraviolence | Klaus Mikaelson
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summary: it was no secret that klaus mikaelson felt for you, but you didn’t, maybe deep down but not enough. so how do you react when the nortorious serial killer gives you the most fucked up surprise?
pairing: fem! reader x klaus mikaelson
words: 4k
a/n: scene taken from the sexiest ahs scene ever. here’s a link !! probably my favourite klaus fic i have written. also smut!! i’ve written smut?? i’m not a smut writer so if it’s bad pretend it never happened….
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‘Just because I agreed to this doesn’t mean it means anything.’
‘This date?’
‘Don’t call this a date.’
‘Why?’ Klaus asked,grabbing his wine glass, his gaze sitting on your frame as he sipped the red liquor. ‘We’re at my house, eating a lovely dinner with a beautiful girl. By my definition it is a date.’
‘Please,’ you scoffed, rolling your eyes as you felt the warmth of the fireplace hit your bare skin, engulfing you in a hug. ‘You are fully aware of why I am here so let’s not read something into this.’
Sitting at a table with Klaus Mikaelson was not as romantic as it sounded. The dark walls pushing in on you, a dark gaze staring at you, darkness that made up the house. Even the plate of meat, potatoes and vegetables seemed less appetising as they normally would. Maybe it was the blood seeping out of the flesh that made you feel agitated, maybe it was the notorious vampire serial killer that so desperately wanted you to be his.
‘Still,’ he paused for a second, ‘you came.’
You yourself took a sip of the white wine you had mixed with sparkling water, the subtle bitterness biting your tongue, the warm fuzzy feeling of the alcohol leaving a familiar taste of comfort.
‘Klaus, sometimes I think you are so delusional, like how are you functioning?’
‘I function just fine, love.’
‘Get me another one of these,’ you held up your glass, lifting it to your red painted lips to drown the last drop of its contents. ‘And maybe I’ll continue to act like I am loving this dinner date from hell.’ You gave him a wide grin displaying your obvious sarcasm.
Klaus smirked, his twisted smile making your stomach churn. This would be a lot easier if he weren’t attractive but of course the maniac looks like he was carved by Lucifer himself.
‘That’s a tempting offer.’
He barely lifted his hand signalling the compelled boy that he wanted something. ‘Another white wine with sparkling water for my ravishing date, Taylor.’
‘Wow,’ you jested in fake astonishment, ‘so intimidating. Raising your hand, getting whatever you want…do you enjoy it? Getting everything with the snap of your fingers.’
‘Why wouldn’t I?’
‘You compel people to do stuff for you. Don’t you want people to do things because they want to? Care for you?’
‘No one cares about me, love.’ He chuckles, ‘I’m the monster, remember?’
You didn’t reply. You stayed silent, staring at him being the only communication amongst the quiet room, only the cracking of burning wood to be heard. ‘Why do you like me?’ You shoved the potato around your plate, using it to smear the watered down blood across the porcelain.
‘What’s not to like?’ Klaus shrugged his shoulders, leaning back into the chair, the definition of his abs to see seen through the thin material of his shirt.
You looked up from your plate. ‘Just answer the question, please.’
‘You’re like a ray of sunshine on a bad day. When I’m near you I feel you good nature rub off on me—makes me want to stay close. You’re kind even if not to me, you treat everyone the same and give chances to people that probably don’t deserve them. You help when help is needed and disregard yourself for others. You’re beautiful. You smell good, and the fact that I cannot have you makes me want you even more.’
‘I’m not something you can own, Klaus,’
‘I can’t own you love, but I can own your heart if you let me.’
Again you stayed quiet, scared that if you speak he could hear the smitteness in your tone, knowing that for a second he had gotten under your skin.
‘Admit that you are drawn to darkness, Y/n,’ his eyes stared into the most inner part of your soul, ‘even the purest of heart are drawn to it.’
‘I never said I’m not, Klaus,’ you took a sip of wine. ‘I like darkness. The unknown, the excitement…Just because I don’t like your darkness Klaus doesn’t mean I’m denying my thoughts or feelings.’
‘Keep telling yourself that.’
‘You aggravate me.’ You downed the rest of your drink again, setting it down with a loud thud.
‘Makes you more attractive.’
‘Taylor?’ You smiled over at the boy Klaus had compelled for tonight’s dinner, that what you had hoped anyway, ‘Do you by chance have any earplugs, sweetheart?’
Taylor’s eyes grew wide, pressing his lips together as he turned his head towards Klaus for further instructions. Klaus felt his stare but continued to stare at you with a grin.
‘What are you staring at, Taylor? Get the lady some earplugs.’
Taylor left soon after, leaving the two of you alone which made you chuckle at Klaus who didn’t deny your request.
‘What?’ He asked plainly.
‘Nothing.’ You cut a piece of the steak and let the blood coat your tongue, continuing to feel his eyes linger on your for the rest of the night.
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A week later and you were back at school. Vacation was over and reality hit. Thankfully you were seeing Mr. Saltzman today. A class you could pay a little less attention to since you sat in the back of the room, daydreaming away. You were too busy talking to friends that you didn’t realise a pair of eyes that stalked you from afar. Eyes watching your every move.
Finishing up the conversation you said your goodbyes to Dana and Heather and turned around to head towards the gym but when you took a step back you collided with a body making them stumble and spill their drink on the floor.
‘Oh my god, I am so sorry. Are you okay?’ You reach out to help Connor find his balance but he slapped away your arms, letting out a deep growl.
‘What is your fucking problem, bitch?!’
‘Excuse me?’ You drew your eyebrows together. It was clearly an accident. Why was he getting so worked up?
‘I said what is your problem?’ He came dangerously close.
‘Hey,’ his friend pulled him back, trying to reassure him that it was an honest accident.
‘You better apologise.’
‘I literally apologised, asshole. How about you pipe down on your ego and take a long second to reevaluate your life? Pathetic.’
Connor’s face turned red, his strength releasing him from his friends grip, his face too close to yours for your liking. ‘I’ve disliked you since I’ve known you, Y/n. Don’t give me more reasons to hate you.’
‘Get a life.’ You laughed out loud.
‘You better watch your back!’
‘Okay, Connor. Will do.’ You called after him as he left the scene,his head turning your way as you cleaned off the few drops of water that caught themselves on your fabric. Chuckling to yourself, you headed the way you were supposed to go and headed towards cheerleading practice, the anger giving you a surge of adrenaline that reassured you that you were going to nail the landing you had failed to complete for weeks.
Klaus had watched the scene from afar, his eyes trailing Connor as he walked past Klaus whose forehead creased, his eyes turning lifeless as he turned around and followed Connor to wherever it was he was heading to.
Practice was good and you were right; you managed to pull off the stunt earning you praise from the coach, letting you know that if you keep up the good work you will be the best cheerleader Mystic Falls ever had. You hated saying it but you lived off of praise. Was there a better feeling than being seen for your hard work and determination? Not really, but that was your opinion. You headed towards the locker room, your red cheer uniform starting to slowly take up some of the sweat from practice. It was late. Everyone went home instead of you. You wanted to perfect the new choreography and stayed long after practice ended. So when you entered the locker room it was dead silent. The squeaking of the locker made you flinch as you placed your water bottle into the side pocket of your bag. You were about to take out your bag to change when you heard the sound of droplets hitting the floor. Wet drops. Only then had you noticed that your feet were also wet. And it wasn’t sweat…it was too much for it to be just that… When you looked up to where the sound was coming from you froze. Staring up at the ceiling just above the lockers, the body of Connor hung from the wall. Broken arms and legs that were twisted inhumane. His intestines spilling from his torso, head hanging from his neck like it was about to fall off. His blood was dripping onto your locker, the smell of blood prominent and not something that could be ignored. As you stared up at him, taking in his lifeless body, a faint smile spread across your lips as you thought back on the scene earlier in the hallway.
‘You like my surprise?’ A voice sounded from behind you and you knew exactly who it was so you didn’t bother to turn around, too fascinated by the body hanging like a spider.
‘You did this?’
You heard his footsteps come closer, his heavy footsteps giving away his exact location whenever he moved, so much that after a few seconds you knew that he was standing right behind you, him too staring at the body.
‘I didn’t like how he talked to you or his lack of respect, his entitlement.’
You rubbed your lips against each other, turning around to slap Klaus across the face, feeling a painful sting across the palm of your hand, grabbing a handful of his shirt and getting up on the bench looking down at him. Vertical wrinkles appeared between his eyebrows, his eyes bigger than before. Fear. Fear that he had fucked up the last chance he had of being with you. Scared that you would never ever look at him again. Fear that he had lost you before he even had you.
You took your finger and slowly dragged it across his face, pulling down his bottom lips as you stared at him. ‘That is the most fucked up thing anyone has ever done for me,’ you stared into his eyes that were still wide, your lack of transparency making him feel sick. ‘That’s so hot.’ You dragged out, taking that fistful of his shirt and crashing your lips onto him, your hands roaming his hair, tugging as you felt him against you. His tongue running across your bottom lip, tasting what he had craved for so long. He continued to place wet kisses down your cleavage, continuing to kiss your legs, holding onto your ankle as he came face-to-face with the blood on your foot. Looking up through his lashes he saw you wipe away a single tear, inhaling the scent of blood before dragging his tongue across the top of your foot, licking the sweet taste of blood. Coming back up to kiss you again, you could feel his hot breath ricochet off your cheeks, his growling making your cunt ache from between your legs as he continued to kiss you.
‘I thought you hated violence.’ He breathed, allowing you to catch your breath.
‘I was wrong.’
‘Does that mean—‘
‘Shut up and kiss me.’
Klaus had never shut up so quickly, pressing his body against yours wanting to be one with you. Ripping off his shirt you felt him against your skin. His fingers curled around the hem of your panties, dragging them down your legs. You curled the finger around your top, ready to take it off but Klaus’ hands shot up to hold them still. ‘Don’t take it off. I want to fuck you in it.’
You suppress a moan as he lowered his head underneath your skirt, feeling his breath on the inside of your thighs, already making your legs tremble. You let out a quiet yelp as you felt his tongue licked your slit, closing his lips around your clit as he started to swirl his tongue around your cunt, sending vibrations through your stomach as you moaned. ‘Fuck,’ your hands grabbed his hair, trying to give yourself some stability. Klaus noticed your legs growing weaker. He picked you up with your legs over his shoulders and laid you down on the blood covered floor, feeling the blood go up your ass. Klaus continued to suck on your clit, concealed groans vibrating against your cunt, the knot in your stomach growing tighter as his tongue focused on your most sensitive spot. You could feel your thighs go numb from holding them up. Your breath becoming shorter the more Klaus dragged his tongue across your cunt, collecting your juices, making you realise you were about to come. You felt your muscles contract, your legs starting to shake as the knot tightened faster than it had ever before.
‘Fuck,’ you pressed air past your lips, ‘please don’t stop.’
Close to coming, Klaus gave one last suck before you felt your stomach explode, squirming underneath him as he continued to flick his tongue over your sensitive clit, making your body shudder with aftershocks.
‘Fuck Klaus, fuck fuck fuck.’
You felt Klaus press a kiss on your cunt before coming out from underneath your skirt, catching your lips so you could taste yoursef.
‘You like this don’t you?’
You nodded.
‘You like the way I touch you?’
You nodded again, feeling his hand make its way down to your cunt again.
‘Stop,’ you breathed, stopping his hand trailing down to your cunt that had craved his touch the moment he stared into your eyes. ‘Let me,’ You slowly dropped to your knees, blood staining them s you reached for his trousers, starting to unbuckle his belt, your fingers slipping off the buckle.
‘What are you doing?’ Klaus let out a suppressed smile, his head hanging low to see your hands undoing his belt, your lips caught between your teeth.
‘I want this.’
‘My cock?’
‘Yes.’ Another deep breath.
‘I thought you hadn't done this before?’
‘I haven’t.’ Having undone his buckle and strap, you grabbed his front pockets and pulled down the rough fabric, the bulge beneath his boxer meeting your eyes, a warm heat spreading through your legs. ‘But how do you know that?’
‘Watching you is my favourite pastime.’
‘You’re fucked up…’
‘So are you, love.’
Taking a gulp, you pulled down his boxers to release his cock that sprang against his stomach. Your breath caught your throat. It’s big. Klaus could feel his pre-cum pumping through him just thinking of your innocent lips tucked around the head of his tip. His chest swelled with air as he trailed his finger down to the base of his cock, twitching under his own touch. Your breath hitched, trying to get as much oxygen into your lungs, as you watched him come towards you, knowing that his size would make it hard to breathe. His hand stroked over his hardened shaft, collecting a small speck of pre-cum. You grabbed his thick pulsing length, a groan leaving his throat as your fingers wrapped around him. You leaned over, carefully licking his tip, slowly building your way to sucking on his head, spitting on it as you wet his pink cock.
‘Fuck,’ Klaus hissed, his dirty blond curls falling back as his hand tangled itself in your hair.
You gagged on his size, but you refused to let go of him, pushing his cock deeper into the back of your throat. Saliva filled your mouth as you focused, moaning against him as he gently started thrust in and out, not wanting to hurt you.
‘So, so eager for me, aren’t you?’ He groaned.
His hands found their way to your hair, pulling your head back, allowing him further access to your throat. A mixture of tears, saliva and cum dribbled from between your lips, but he didn’t seem to mind, deep groans continuing to escape his pink lips. The slight sound of you gagging letting his moans increase in sound.
‘Such a pretty face. Look at you.’ He glanced down, staring into your eyes. ‘You look so good taking my cock. Your first time having a cock down your throat and you’re doing so well.’
A pool of cum was now dripping below you. You couldn’t help it, you were so turned on. You needed him. You need him inside of you soon. Growling, he pushed the head of the shaft past your lips, hitting the back of your throat. Klaus tangled his fingers into your messy hair, eager to push in deeper. You swallowed around his throbbing length, earning a huffed moan. You continue stroking him, your hand gliding along his shaft, your own arousal starring to grow
‘You’re so fucking good at taking my cock,’ he thrusted in and out of my aching mouth. ‘Your first time and you already know how to send me over the edge.’
He pulled out his cock giving you time to breathe. You gasped out for air, before he slid back inside of you. Pre-cum was leaking from his tip, the salty taste mixing in with your own spit. You pulled in your lips around his cock, sucking harder, your tongue pressing up against the head and circling around it. Your lips and throat we’re starting to turn numb, every thrust releasing a tear, every salty tear mixing with the shaft.
‘Look at me,’
Your eyes shot up and stared into his.
‘Fuck, fuck, fuck.’ He moaned loudly before releasing into your mouth; hot jets hitting the back of your throat. ‘Be a doll and swallow.’ He worked hard to suppress a moan, jerking himself through his orgasm. Both of your chests were heavy—you had almost forgotten what breathing felt like. He huffed and dragged his fingers across your face, stroking your cheeks as he stared at you with sparks in his eyes. ‘You did so well, my love.’
Carefully grabbing you by your throat, Klaus pulled you up and swiftly turned you around, his hard cock pressing up against your firm ass as his hands glided over your tits, smearing the blood across your uniform and cleavage; drops of blood running down your chest as you placed your arms behind your head as Klaus started to place kisses again the thin skin on your neck, gently sucking on it, making the hairs on your body stand up.
‘God, you’re so fucking hot.’
You hummed in response, his mouth on your neck making it hard to concentrate.
Klaus brushed the tip of his cock against your slit, teasing you as his moved it along your cunt, adoring the way you whimpered at his slightest touch.
‘I thought you were a gentleman and wouldn’t fuck a girl so shortly after the first dinner.’
‘I’m not a gentleman tonight, my love. You make it hard to control myself,’ Klaus whispered in your ear, sending a chill down your spine that stopped before it reached your toes as he thrusted into your core making you shout out.
‘Oh my god, Klaus. Fuck you feel so fucking good.’
His cock stretched out the walls of your cunt that welcomed him, each thrust slowly adjusting to his size. His lips kept him busy at your neck and collar, leaving trails of dark marks. Hickeys or blood, it was hard to tell. You could feel the blood slowly dry out on your skin, but new blood spread across your body as Connor’s blood continued to seep out of him, letting you and Klaus be covered in his surprise. He began to pump his cock out of you with pace. Your hands grasped his wrist, nails digging into his skin, asking for more. Throwing your head back onto his chest as one hand wrapped around your throat, the other holding your waist.
‘Not satisfied darling?' He smirked against your skin, picking up pace as he pounded into you. Your tits moving with every thrust, the sound of skin filling the locker room.
‘You're so fucking tight.’ He grunted into your neck. 'It's like you were made to take my cock. Look at you, taking my cock like the good girl you are. Who would’ve thought you were so sick and twisted?’ You felt a new bundle tighten in your stomach. ‘Fucking in a school locker room covered in blood. God made me immortal because you are my match. Fuck, you feel so good.’
Those words felt like fireworks exploding inside of your gut.
‘Shit!’ You cried out in ecstasy, as he pulled you into a climax, sending your body over the edge. He kept on thrusting, overstimulating you, until moments later, he reached his high as well, and filled you up with his cum. Klaus stayed inside of you for a few seconds, breathing heavily as a sweat pearl rolled down his forehead, holding you tight in case your legs were to give in.
‘Your body was made for me.’ He huffed. Klaus slid his cock out of you, staring at you, slowly lowering you to the red messy floor, setting you down before laying down next to you, holding his head up with the palm of his hand.
You took a few seconds to breathe, catching your breath as your high started to fade, catching a glimpse of the body up high. ‘You can’t leave that there. I’ve got class at seven in the morning.’ You mused, gazing at Klaus who had blood spread across his chest. He looked so hot you could fuck him again.
‘Don’t worry, love,’ he reached for the bag behind him. ‘I know how to clean up messes. I’ve done this for over a thousand years.’ He placed a cigarette between lips, pulling out a lighter and taking a drag of the hot smoke. He truly was irresistible.
‘Have you killed a lot of people?’
‘Yes.’
You grabbed a knife that laid behind your back, the knife Klaus probably used to cut certain parts of Connor. ‘Would you kill me?’
Klaus took another drag over the cigarette, the smoke making his voice sound deeper than it was. ‘No.’ He shook his head.
‘Would you kill for me?’
Klaus stared up at Connor pointing at him, ‘You have to ask?’
‘There’s this guy, Dean Gabriel. He took away the only person I ever loved.’ You said, staring at the knife, feeling Klaus prop himself up. ‘He violated my sister. Made her feel disgusted, defiled her without her consent. She took her own life because that man ruined her life in twenty minutes. And whilst she is no longer here, he gets to roam around like nothing happened…’
Klaus leaned forward, his voice sounding huskier, ‘Just tell me where he is and he won’t see any more sunrises after I find him.’
Gazing at the knife, you swung your leg over Klaus to straddle him.
‘Promise me he’ll suffer.’ A tear fell down the apple of your cheeks, ‘I want it to be painful.’
‘I promise.’
You lowered yourself to kiss him, your tears mixing with the blood on your face as your heart was finally lighter than it had been for a while. All because of a surprise you enjoyed more than he had anticipated.
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moremaybank · 1 year
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For the vampire Mikaelson’s, what part of their lovers body is their favourite place to bite? Neck, wrist, inner thigh etc and how likely are they to ravish them or make it a more intimate experience? 🖤
vampire!mikaelson's favourite place to feed from you...
a/n: i didn't include finn because ik he hated being a vampire and i honestly don't think he'd really enjoy it. also, i'm lazy. oops. 18+, sort of sexual content/sexual themes (not full smut but explicit mentions of it)
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elijah
i think elijah would love drinking from your wrist
i feel like his biggest fear would be hurting you, especially after how he learned that he was the one who killed tatia
he often doesn't trust himself when it comes to the women he loves. in turn, he will pierce your wrist as he drinks from you, one hand pressing it to his mouth while his other hand cups your face gently, holding your gaze on him. his eyes remain open, and they're fixed on you as a silent reminder not to get carried away and draw more blood than he should
i also feel like the eye contact makes it so much more intimate and makes the experience more special
if the two of you are making love and you ask him to feed on you, he has mixed emotions. he doesn't want to cause you any pain, but the feeling of feeding from you while he fucks you is wondrous
and so he hesitates
but all it takes is a whole lot of love and encouragement to get him there. you tell him you know he wouldn't willingly hurt you, and that you trust him more than you've ever trusted anyone
"please, 'lijah. i want you to. i want to satiate every one of your carnal desires. let me do this for you."
he is now putty in your hands
klaus
klaus loves sinking his fangs into your neck
99.9% of the time that he feeds on you is when you're in bed
the man is kinky, we all know that
once he gets a taste of you, he's going full on feral
he can truly feel you everywhere and he's so obsessed with you that it just gets him excited
he'll have one hand bracing the side of your neck he isn't drinking from, keeping you in place
he'll litter wet kisses over the skin, nibbling here and there and leaving behind small love bites if he's in the mood to mark you a little bit more
he begins to pound into you rougher as he feels the satisfaction of your blood sliding down his throat
it's hot, and tingly, and you
the man simply cannot resist
your cries are getting louder and it's spurring him on even more
he pulls back from your neck and you see the blood dripping from his lips, and he kisses you
you taste the savoury, metallic flavour of your blood
it's so sexy you lose your mind and fall apart as he pounds into you
is it hot in here? i just started sweating randonly. wonder what that's about
kol
kol, kol, kol
our cheeky little bastard
he's obsessed with feeding from your inner thighs
his large hands are kneading and squeezing your flesh, fingers brushing and trailing over your skin and getting you all worked up as he inches closer and closer to where you yearn for him the most
"kol, stop teasing"
he draws his fangs out
"all in good time, darling. i'm enjoying you"
he's such a fucking tease it's torturous
but you can't lie about the fact that it pays off in the end
also, not to be crude, but...if you have a uterus and happen to be on your period...
man is straight FEASTING
this is just so on brand for him though, not gonna lie
he's a psychopath in the best way possible and he's down for anything
"i can smell you from here, love, but i'd much rather be tasting you"
like babes, you can do whatever you want
"did i mention that orgasms help soothe menstrual cramps? no? well, they do. i'm just saying"
rebekah
i feel like our bex is a tits person
i can just imagine it
you're walking around in a low cut top and her eyes land on the bite marks adorning the ample flesh of your breasts
and it sends her off the deep endddd
she does her little smirk as her eyes trail down and you're blushing
"bex, stop. i can't focus"
"i'm sorry, love. i just thoroughly enjoy seeing the marks i've left you with. it turns me on"
and then you guys are back in bed
you're both insatiable
in-sa-tia-ble
or a back-of-the-shoulder person
you're both sat in front of a mirror
you're in front of her in between her spread legs and she's feeding on you as her hands roam all over your body
she may or may not be toying with your clit softly as she soothes you from the slight sting
rebekah just give me a chance
pLS
i beg
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buckybarnesb-tch · 2 months
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can you pls do some human viking klaus content🙏
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Human!Viking Klaus M. HC’s
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Thank you to everyone who gave me recommendations for a name for Klaus’ sword, a lot of them were things from HotD including the Dragons names for some reason but IMO Drogon would be an awesome sword name😆 In the end I took a few words from names given and went with it
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•Niklaus is a huge show off for Y/n from the first moment they met as children and it only gets worse as they grow older
•It used to be things like how he was faster than the other boys or stronger, or how much farther he could swim but as they grew he got more and more bold when showing off. He grew into a great swordsman and showed off while dueling Elijah who showed off for Tatia himself, until Mikael came along anyway
•Niklaus always loved to show Y/n his paintings from the time he was a boy and she marveled at them, especially as they got better and better the older they got
•Y/n would often find him different colored flowers when she traveled to other villages with her father, he loved how she thought of him and got a kick out of her bringing him flowers
•Y/n’s parents, Harald and Elli, loved Niklaus and her father was more than happy with the idea of the boy marrying her if he could get the guts to ask for her hand which he eventually did
•His father hated the idea of the two of them together as she was a beautiful girl, untainted, well behaved and the daughter of a strong, rich and important Viking (that Mikael seemed to have a bit of a man crush on). Mikael considered it a waste, Niklaus having her which is why he attempted to get Finn to court Y/n instead, it was a huge relief to both Klaus and Y/n that Finn had absolutely no interest in that
•Niklaus and Finn covered for each other, pretending to be with each others girls so that Niklaus could spend time with Y/n and Finn could be with Sage who both Mikael and Esther hated
•Niklaus loved that his future wife wasn’t the prim and proper Viking girl that everyone seemed to dream of for some strange reason and he found himself entertained when she did unladylike things such as his love tripping Tatia in the village once for flirting with him. According to Y/n she was clear to the beautiful girl about how her face wouldn’t be beautiful much longer if she kept up her flirting with not just Niklaus, but anyone other than Elijah if she was serious about the kind man that Y/n already considered her big brother (Elijah never told her how much it had meant to him but he adored her for it upon realizing that Tatia had stopped flirting with other men that very day)
It was a welcome change from Niklaus constantly ‘staking his claim’ on his girl whenever a new man took a liking to her, though Niklaus knew she loved how jealous her strong Viking man was when it came to any other man so much as looking at her too long
•Niklaus had been trying to find the right time to ask Harald to marry her for a long time, however he was nervous. While he knew that her father liked him, he still had his doubts and worries that he would say “no”, especially if he had spoken to Mikael who Niklaus knew didn’t want him and Y/n together. It wasn’t until Kol told him of one of his friends older brothers who had taken a liking to his girl in the last few weeks now that she was 16 and officially old enough to marry (in her fathers eyes since technically she had been able to marry since she was 12 but both Harald and Elli refused). As soon as Kol had told him of the conversation he had heard between his friend and his older brother Joran, Niklaus was running down the path to Y/n’s home.
‘Niklaus! Where are you off to so quickly, son?’ He hadn’t even had to announce himself, finding Harald outside, sharpening his sword.
‘I was hoping for a word with you sir, if you’ve got a moment?’ He looked up from the blade with a knowing smirk on his face and Niklaus knew, he knew her father knew exactly why he’s here.
‘Of course, my boy. Been waiting quite some time for this conversation, I was sure it was coming. You actually took longer than I expected. Go ahead.’ He couldn’t say he was shocked, Niklaus knew Harald was aware of his feelings but he also knew that Niklaus would never do anything to harm or dishonor his daughter so he didn’t seem to worry about him being around her. Unlike most fathers who would be concerned about idiot boys wanting nothing more than to get under their daughters skirts, Harald knew that Niklaus would never touch his baby girl while they are unwed (at least no more than the hand holding they had already done that had his baby girl blushing up a storm for the rest of the evening after they had parted the first time). Niklaus would never put a stain on her name like the one that Tatia carries around since spreading her legs for a man who abandoned her the moment she learned about the baby. Her father also knew that even if something happened between them, Niklaus would never leave Y/n alone, he could see how much the boy loved his daughter and no matter what happened, that’s all he wanted for his baby girl.
‘Sir…I love your daughter…I love her and I-I want to a-ask you for her h-hand.’ He took a deep breath, trying to calm his stuttering before continuing. ‘I admit, I don’t have much but I can provide for her every day. I will take care of her, and our children, as many as she will give me, I will keep them safe and not a day will go by that your daughter and grandchildren won’t know how much they are loved…I’m asking you to please, allow me to marry your daughter?’
Harald stared back at Niklaus for several long moments before his face broke out into a grin and he turned his head towards his home. ‘Y/n! There’s a man here that’s asked for your hand and I’ve said “yes”! Come meet your husband!’
‘What?! Father! I have told you I-‘ Y/n was cut off as she turned the corner to see her best friend staring back at her with a hopeful look in his eyes as he waited for her reaction. While it is her fathers prerogative to marry her to whoever he chooses, if Y/n didn’t want him then he would, of course, retract his proposal. However it didn’t seem like he needed to as she charged him and leapt up into his arms with a grin and contagious laughter. ‘I didn’t think you would ever do it, I’ve been waiting months!’ She glared, fake anger on her sweet face.
‘My apologies, Princess, I will never make you wait again. You’re all mine now.’
•It was actually later that very same day that Joran came to speak to Y/n’s father only to find Niklaus with his arms wrapped around her as they discussed the feast for their wedding, knowing it needed to be large as the party would probably go on well into the night (whether they were there or not)
•The idiot actually waited until Y/n was alone and tried to sway her from her wedding with Niklaus. He tried making a case that he was his Fathers oldest son while Niklaus was just a middle child, he tried getting her to believe he was the stronger of the two of them and that he could protect her better. Y/n couldn’t be swayed in any way and it wasn’t a moment after he realized that that he found himself sprawled out on the ground with his nose gushing blood and a smirking Niklaus standing over him ‘The next time you come anywhere near my wife, a bloody nose will be the least of your concerns…get out of my sight.’
•Niklaus’ siblings were all very excited about him getting married, especially Rebekah who was thrilled to be about to have a sister. Elijah, Finn and Kol all helped Klaus in building their home for his wife as a wedding gift and his parents were immediately unhappy that their new home was both, bigger than theirs (a home that they had forced 6 children to live in their entire lives) and closer to Y/n’s parents than to them
•From the moment Elli found out Niklaus had asked Harald for her daughters hand she was on his ass about children, ‘Neither of you are getting any younger.’ ‘Her prime child bearing years are right now, so you had best get started, Niklaus.’ ‘I will watch my grand babies all the time, that way you’ll have plenty of time to make me more.’ He loved how excited she was for them to have children but she was behaving like she wanted them yesterday, he can’t even start trying until they’re married but his soon to be mother in law didn’t seem to care, both of Y/n’s parents however adored Niklaus and he was happy for it and enjoyed them treating him better than his own parents ever had
•On the day of their wedding all of their families were in attendance as well as most of the village (who were mostly just there for the feast and drinking). Niklaus watched his bride approach him for the last time as an unmarried women, a wreath of flowers on her head that Rebekah had made for her (with the help of Henrik who picked most of them knowing the small purple flowers were Niklaus’ favorite to paint with) and for the first time without the Kransen that usually adorned her head. He knew she will have saved it, as her mother had done for her, for their future daughter once she was old enough and the thought made his heart swell, making him that much more desperate to fill his wife with his babies
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•During the wedding ceremony Niklaus was shocked when Harald presented him with a Long Sword. It was a double edged heavy iron sword inlaid with silver on the handle, the handle was wrapped with soft leather and the pommel was heavy silver with 2 runes carved into it, one for Protection and one for Blessings. Niklaus was stunned by this gift, he had been taught to wield a sword obviously, however the one he had always used was his fathers. Niklaus never thought he would be able to afford a sword like this (a sword that he and Y/n had later decided to call BloodScythe), he had plans to get his own for his family’s protection of course, but this sword is very clearly worth more than he had ever seen in one place.
In that moment, he couldn’t help it, he began to doubt that this marriage was a good idea. Even if he knew the money meant nothing to him, he would have to find a way to keep his father from being a problem and he had never succeeded at that in his own life.
Niklaus had known that Y/n’s father was well off, it was half the reason Mikael hadn’t wanted Niklaus to wed Y/n but rather Finn, who would be much more willing to take care of his parents or even just give them money from the dowry that Harald would pay for her. Niklaus did not yet know how much silver it was that they were getting and while that money was technically Y/n’s even after the wedding, he knew that she would give it to him as the one who handled the money. Mikael was the kind of man who believed that every ounce of silver, gold and piece of jewelry belonged to the man of the house to do with as he pleased, which is why he knew he could manipulate Finn into “letting him handle” Harald’s money from both the dowry and the inheritance once the couple passed since Y/n was their only heir.
Niklaus had a suspicion that that’s the reason Elli was so desperate for him to fill her daughter with babies. Y/n’s mother had nearly died in childbirth and after that Harald forbid her from even trying for more children, not willing to lose his wife when they already had a perfect baby girl, even if that meant never having a son of his own. Niklaus found his respect for Harald growing instantly upon hearing that fact, all men were desperate for a son to pass their name onto, to teach to fight and hunt and even Niklaus himself desperately wanted a son, but Harald loved his wife so much that he was willing to give up on that dream to ensure she did not suffer…it was something that Niklaus knew Mikael would never do, regardless of how many sons he already has.
He had found himself wondering on more than one occasion if he would do the same, if he would give up on having a son, or any more children than one daughter if it’s what he needed to do to save Y/n’s life and he knew he would without a doubt
‘I am giving you my child, she will be under your roof and under your protection. As I give you my daughter I gift you this sword, that you will always care for her, keep her safe and whole, and protect the children she bares you. I am trusting you, Niklaus.’ He was floored by his now father in laws words and he found himself holding the tears back at the idea of Y/n’s father believing in him. The firm look on the man’s face showed Niklaus how serious he was in his words and he knew in that moment he would honor his promise, Niklaus would die if it meant his wife and children were safe, of that he was positive
‘Thank you for your trust. I give you my word, I will love and protect your daughter for the rest of my days. I will use this sword to defend our home, defend her honor and defend our family. I will use it to teach my sons to do the same and I will ensure my children never know a moment of suffering…not at my hands or anyone else’s.’ Niklaus was determined to not be even the slightest bit like his father, he would love his children, as many of them as the Gods see fit to grant and as many as his beautiful wife is gracious enough to bare him.
•As they shared their first kiss he felt his entire body buzzing like lightning. Y/n was finally his, his wife and his future. Niklaus kept her in his arms after their shared kiss, only releasing her to slide the ring onto her finger and allow her to do the same, the bands being a thick and heavy silver with runes adorned around the outside in a repeating pattern of Partnership, Prosperity, Loyalty and Desire. The only difference in their rings was 2 runes on Niklaus’ that meant Protection and Warrior to signify his role in their marriage and lives as were hers on her ring that meant Fertility and New Beginnings.
•Their married life was pure bliss in Niklaus’ eyes, taking the girl he had been in love with since he was a boy back to their home for the first time and carrying her to their new bed had him downright giddy and he spent the rest of the night worshipping her body. He made her cum every which way he could imagine bringing her pleasure, only stopping once the sun came up to sleep for a few hours before feeding his new wife and jumping straight back into bed with her. He shocked her with how willing and determined he was to have her ride his face for almost an entire hour that afternoon before even fucking her again and wrapping them both back into the thick furs to sleep once more. They remained like that for almost 2 weeks, Harald, Elli, Elijah and Kol all bringing them food while Niklaus was determined to ensure his seed took hold inside of his wife as soon as possible, and it did, seemingly almost immediately
•Everyone was excited by the prospect of having a new baby in the family, Y/n’s parents being the most excited and ensuring the couple had everything they would need to care for the baby. Henrik began spending the days with Y/n almost immediately once Niklaus began to work, he knew how much his big brother did not want her to be alone and so he stayed until his brother came home every day. Niklaus had taken to hunting rather than farming to make money, selling his catches in a few different towns to families who couldn’t hunt for whatever reason, and he made fairly decent money doing it which led to him coming home one day to his father man handling his 6 month pregnant wife
He couldn’t tell what came over him in that moment but one second Mikael was clutching his wife’s upper arms tightly and shaking her and the next he was on the ground having his face beaten in. Henrik had seemingly run home upon seeing his father arguing with Y/n and a moment later Elijah was pulling Niklaus off of their father. He turned and inspected his wife immediately, seeing her cheek was bright red and her eyes were red and puffy from crying.
‘I’m alright Niklaus, I promise you-‘
‘And the baby?! Did he touch the baby, I swear to all of the Gods he will die where he stands if he touched my child!’ He swore it to her and Y/n knew he was telling the truth, in fact she knew that had Elijah not come when he did, Mikael would probably already be dead.
‘He is alright my love, your father did not touch anything but my arms and a smack to my face when I insulted him. There’s no need for him to die, not this time.’ Just then Y/n’s parents came running up the path with Niklaus’ youngest brother not far behind, Elli instantly pulling her daughter into her arms and checking her over while Niklaus turned to her father who inspected the scene, seeing Mikael on the ground with Elijah between him and his son in law, Niklaus who had blood covering both of his hands.
‘Good job, son. How is she?’ He asked, never taking his eyes off of Mikael.
‘She’s alright, a few bruises. I am confident that even if I hadn’t come home when I did she would have been alright, my brother got Elijah like he was supposed to. Thank you.’ Henrik hugged Niklaus tightly, enjoying the proud look on his older brothers face as he had always been more of a father than a brother to him, more than his real one at least. ‘Go home now, let mother know everything is alright and that father and Elijah will be home soon.’
‘Alright. Are you okay, Y/n?’ He asked and Y/n smiled at the 13 year old boy.
‘I’m alright, hun. Go on home, Niklaus and I will take you to the market tomorrow and get you something special, okay?’ She offered and his face lit up before turning and taking off towards home as he was told.
‘It’s time for you to leave as well, Father.’ Niklaus glared before his father in law spoke up.
‘The next time you put your hands on my daughter, you will find the entire village at your door, ready to string you up. Remember that before you come back again.’ Harald promised, and Mikael had the intelligence to look concerned about the obvious threat. ‘Get your wife home, son.’
‘I will. Thank you for coming-‘
‘Thank you for keeping your word…I never had any doubt my child would be safe with you. You’re a good man Niklaus, and a good husband.’
•Over the next few years, Y/n had 4 children, giving Niklaus 3 sons and a little girl. He taught all of his boys to hunt and to fight, allowing them to enjoy having fun once in a while unlike what he and his siblings were allowed in their childhoods. Niklaus loved all of his children equally and he kept the promise made on his wedding day, he never raised a hand to them and he never let anyone else either, they never experienced a moment of abuse in their lifetime. His boys were incredible fighters and hunters, and they were extremely protective of their little sister, making their parents prouder than they thought possible. Niklaus didn’t think he could have asked for more
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I tried to keep as many Viking traditions as true as I could but I may have gone overboard🤣
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multiversediaries · 1 year
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we need to be more careful
klaus mikaelson x reader
summary: maybe your secret relationship isn’t as hidden as you both thought it was.
warnings: small angst, big fluff!!
a/n: finally… i was able to write something decent. i hope you guys enjoy this :D i enjoy soft klaus a TON.
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klaus froze in his tracks, as the voice of mikael echoed around the room they both stood in. his shaky eyes meeting with mikael’s in panic. the hybrid was about to walk away, a big smirk on his face as he had just reminded mikael who was truly in charge, and how he wasn’t scared of him any longer. that was until mikael mentioned klaus’ hidden relationship.
“this one is different, isn’t she?” mikael asked in a smirk, as he sat down. klaus’ heartbeat picked up at the thought of you in danger.
“you don’t have to pretend like you don’t know what i’m talking about. i came to meet this lover of yours.” mikael said, like it was nothing. like klaus hadn’t done everything in his power to keep you safe and protected. klaus felt his entire world crumbling down. how did anyone find you? how could anyone know of your relationship?
you both hide it quite well. almost five years of hiding your love for one another. five years of nothing but happiness, and sometimes fear, but that came with dating the hybrid. however, klaus ensured your safety like his life depended on it. because it did. you were his life, his everything and if anything were to happen to you, he would bring doom on earth.
“lovely woman—”
“father, if you laid a hand on her, i swear on—”
“what?— what will you do?” mikael asked, his face showing absolutely no emotion. he was cold and calculating, especially towards klaus. klaus sighed shakily, trying his hardest to hide how terrified he truly was.
“where is she? what did you do to her?” klaus asked, scared of the response. he watched as his father smirked.
“would you like to see for yourself?” mikael asked, motioning others to bring klaus’ lover in. klaus’ breath hitched in his throat as he waited to watch you walk into the room. he thought of how to comfort you, and how to apologize to you, for not protecting you any better.
klaus mumbled a few curses as his eyes fell upon the woman in front of him, a stranger. and definitely not you. klaus hid his expression of utter relief as he came to the realization that you weren’t in danger. you were safe and sound. still, klaus played along, faking as if the woman in-front of him was his one and only lover. he walked closer to her, his hands cupping her face, showing affection just so his father would buy it.
“you will regret this.” klaus said softly, his eyes full of anger and fury towards his own father. mikael didn’t even feel sympathetic towards his son, he only felt disgust as he stared at the bastard child, who in his eyes, had only brought agony and dread to the entire family. klaus lost no more time and walked away, walking as fast as he could, to head over to you.
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“y/n!” klaus yelled at the top of his lungs, slamming the front door to your shared house. you jumped, startled, almost dropping the dishes you were just cleaning.
“where are you?!— y/n!” klaus called out yet again, desperation clear in his voice.
“kitchen!” you replied softly, grabbing the towel next to you, soon drying your hands with it. klaus came running into the kitchen, a terrified expression in his gorgeous face.
“my love? what happened?” you asked so innocently klaus felt his heart tighten. you tilted your head in confusion yet worry, now placing the towel back into its place.
klaus didn’t say a word. he just crashed his lips into yours. a huge sigh of relief left him, as he held your body as close as he possibly could to his. you yelped by the sudden affection. before you could ever reciprocate his kiss, his lips left yours and began planting small kisses on your face and neck, before klaus embraced you in a tight, desperate hug. his strong hands wrapped around your waist in the most loving and protective way, and his head was now hidden in the crook of your neck.
“what’s wrong?” you asked, after placing a soft kiss to his head, your hand getting tangled by his golden locks. the hybrid just shook his head. after a few minutes, he pulled away from his embrace, and your worry increased even further as you noticed he was crying.
klaus mikaelson was crying.
“baby—”
“we need to be more careful, do you understand? we have to— we need to—”
“klaus…”
“no, please, listen to me. we have to be more cautious. you can’t— you can’t be seen with me.” klaus managed to say, since the lump in his throat keep challenging him. you frowned at the state he was currently in, you wonder what could’ve happened.
“don’t be afraid… we’ll be okay, my love.”
“no, y/n. there are many people who want to hurt me. and now, they have a chance to. they can hurt you. and if they do—” klaus pleaded, distress apparent on his voice. he was desperate, and you felt it. you frowned even deeper, biting your lip.
“they won’t. they won’t hurt me.” you replied, your hands now on his firm chest, your fingers attempting to calm him down by lovingly stroking his skin.
“if they hurt you…” klaus continued. “i won’t be able to live with myself. i will kill them all, i swear.” klaus mumbled, rage in his voice.
“okay, baby. we’ll be more discreet.” you replied gently, trying to not distress your gentle hybrid any longer. he sighed shakily again, his hands now cupping your cheeks, his eyes staring deeply into yours.
“nothing can happen to you. you’re my everything— i would die and kill for you, do you know that?”
“you already have.” you joked, earning a genuine small grin from klaus. your hands reached for his in your cheeks, and placed a small kiss to his palm.
“i just— i can’t lose you. you’re my biggest strength and weakness.” klaus said softly, as your fingers wiped away the small teardrops on his face.
“you won’t lose me, alright?” you whispered tenderly, your thumb now stroking his soft skin. you pressed your forehead to his, after planting a sweet kiss to his red lips.
“i love you more than i have ever loved anything.” klaus reminded you. you nodded, pecking his lips once again.
“i will be more careful. i promise.”
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fandoms--fluff · 11 months
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you can make headcanons about dating klaus mikaelson
Dating Klaus Mikaelson Headcannons
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He'd protect you from any threat coming his way and pit you above anyone else
Having to talk him out of daggering his siblings way too many times
He whines if you don't give him cuddles in bed
Waking up with his arms wrapped around you in the morning
Would buy you things you'd want and leave them out on your guys' bed for you to find them during the day
^and maybe sometimes pieces that would just end up on the ground later anyways😏
Making him watch Disney movies and he secretly loves them, but doesn't want to ruin his 'image'
You becoming friends with Rebekah and going on long shopping trips together that sometimes make the others wonder if you both got kidnapped with how long your gone
And speaking of, if anyone even thought of taking you to use as a hostage, their heart would be in front of them in no time thanks to your overprotective, hybrid boyfriend
A bunch of people wondering why you'd ever want to be with him
^to which you give them a whole ass lecture with the 'don't judge a book by it's cover' but instead it's Klaus. Or you can be as scary as Klaus sometimes if you wanted to, and that shuts up people real fast
Kol seeing how close to you he could get without Klaus throwing him out of the room (literally)
But he doesn't listen anyways so...
Kol would lay his head on your lap and sometimes fall asleep (which is a miracle by itself that the youngest brother can actually sleep in peace).
^you'd have to explain to Klaus multiple times that Kol hasn't tried anything other than harmlessly napping on you
Secretly though, you can tell that whenever Klaus sees his younger sibling like that, he has a small smile and thinks it's cute
Hearing his multiple detailed rants of why he had to kill someone(s)
The first time the mystic falls group met you, they thought you were being held hostage and were in danger. But they couldn't be more wrong when you started to explain your love for Klaus and how long you've been together, and by the end scaring them shitless
Having to tell off Damon for getting too close and when he didn't listen before you could do anything, Klaus had threatened and beaten him but good
Klaus having to hear yours and Kol's multiple theories on how Elijah and Elena are secretly dating or are at least fuck buddies
^that just creates a bunch of sighs from the hybrid but he leaves you both to your thoughts, not having enough energy to fight with the both of you. And he may have the same thought cross his mind, but some things are better left unsaid
The first time you played with his hair when you cuddled, he was all 'this is stupid' but at the same time 'don't stop'
Moving to New Orleans with him and his family
Being the only one he listens to and hears out
He always tells you how much he loves you and how much you've changed his life every night.
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Happy Birthday Klaus Mikaelson x Pinkie Pie! Reader
Type: Challenge One shot
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Summary: You celebrate Klaus’ birthday, much to his displeasure.
Warnings: Nothing really , mentions of violence
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If you could do anything for anyone it would be making them feel special. In a world practically bursting with people, it’s easy for some to fall through the cracks. Into the lonely abyss of forgotten. While you enjoy time to yourself, sometimes it’s too much.
The feeling of not being connected to anyone had deeply upset you since you were young. Maybe it was friends never trying with your relationship, or busy parents or teachers never bothering to learn your name because of your quiet nature. All of it combined really brought you down.
Until it didn’t and it instead pissed you off. You channeled how you felt to become more sociable in high school, using it as your chance to start again. You spoke with everyone no matter the clique or social status. Determined that no one in your reach would feel like you.
Naturally this filtered into celebrating birthdays. Whether it was bringing in presents or cards to any and everyone you’d spoken to. People in your class, in your after school groups, on your street. By sophomore year you’d cemented your position as the peppy party planner who was always the life of the party.
You’d kept that up all the way till senior year. Happy to make others happy. You kept a list of everyone birthday. Always staying on top of them. So why did everyone expect you to exclude Klaus Mikaelson from your list?
“I just don’t get it, how do you even know his birthday?” Caroline asked, before stabbing a piece of cake on her paper plate.
You smile as you pack away some blue solo cups, “I know everyone’s birthday.”
The blonde gives you a questioning look.
You laugh, “Maybe I’ve got some Bennet blood in my veins and I’m psychic.” You muse.
Caroline rolls her eyes, “When you can light candles with your mind let me know.”
“If I could, I still wouldn’t be able to put enough candles on Klaus’ cake.” The party had been for one of the girls in your art class. She’d asked if you’d help make it a memorable birthday and you could do nothing but deliver.
“I just don’t know if it’s a good idea. There’s all that stuff that happened with him and what if he like, I dunno, kills you?”
Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes at your friend. “That was ages ago. Now him and Elena are practically on speaking terms. Rebekah had no problem when I brought her a cake.”
Caroline chokes on the freshly frosted piece of blue birthday cake. One you’d made especially for Emily. From the rest of the decorations and the dress code, anyone could tell that was her favourite colour.
“Rebekah Mikaelson? She’s crazy. The amount of times she’s tried to kill me, to kill Elena.” She starts to rant.
It was true the Mikaelsons had brought trouble into town with them. Klaus was desperate for Elena’s blood, ready to kill anyone who stopped him. He and his family often clashed with Caroline and her friends. Occasionally you too, yet you tried to stay out of it.
After all parties had gotten what they wanted, with much mediation on Elijah’s part and changing of the a spell on Bonnie’s, they managed to reach an agreement.
“It was all smoother over, what it not?” You ask her, still busy packing away decorations. “Aren’t you meeting Elena today?”
Caroline raises her eyebrows in shock and practically throws her cake down. She takes a napkin to wipe her face, then starts to collect her stuff.
“You are totally right. Elena wants me to help Jenna pick out an outfit for her and Ricks anniversary.” She tells you.
“Thank you so much for this. Just be safe with Klaus okay. Don’t do anything reckless.” You wave her off, finally being able to stack boxes of party supplies together.
You say your goodbyes and watch the blonde hurry off. It doesn’t take long to pack all the items away. You see Emily before you leave. She’s clearly having a good time, with more than juice in her solo cup. She slurs her goodbye and thanks you extensively, at one point wrapping her arms around you in a jumble of a hug.
For Klaus’ cake you decided to go simple. Well simple ish. It was a plain enough cake that said happy birthday in white buttercream. It was covered in a blue fondant. When you finish you realise how boring it looks. While you don’t want to push your limits with this cake, you also want to go above and beyond for Klaus.
You’d heard of his tales, of what he’d done in the past. You’d also seen him around town. Always alone. It seemed he didn’t have all that many friends, outside of his siblings. Even they didn’t act like friends.
It reminded you of how you felt all those years ago. Alone and sad. Lonely in a town so small you’d bump into teachers all the time. Sometimes in the most inconvenient locations.
So you added extra details. You fashioned a brush and paint pallet out of fondant. Arranging it carefully on top of the cake. When you were satisfied with your work you put the cake in the box and in the fridge.
You wrote out a card and packed his present in a small bag. The present in question was a pack of small canvases and brushes. You knew he liked to paint. Once you’d seen his work on the wall of the Mikaelsons house. It was a large piece, portraying a field of flowers and a serene sky filled with the colours of a sunset. It was truly marvellous.
Yet it got you thinking, what about little canvases? Little piece of work that wouldn’t be as large a project, but could require just as much detail and precision for the small space.
Eyes wide and lips pulled up to smile brightly, you walked through the door of the bar. It was a little difficult with the large cake in your hands and present and card bag dangling from your arm, but your managed. You searched for Klaus, finding the man in a booth in a the corner of the bar. He sat alone of course, nursing a glass of scotch.
He didn’t look up when you walked towards his table. The bar was fairly empty and he was clearly in his own world.
You place the cake down on the table, then pulled the bag of your arm, placing it down next to it. Then you sit opposite him in the booth, moving the items on the table aside slightly so you can see Klaus.
Klaus’ eyebrows knit together in confusion. He knew you of course. Noticed you at his family’s ball and around town. He’d heard Rebekah gushing about you to Elijah. Talking about how happy she’d been when you brought her a cake and made her feel special.
“What all this Love?” He asks. You try not to let the pet name mean anything. While Klaus is an extremely attractive person you’re here for a purpose.
“Happy birthday!” You smile wildly then pull out a party blower from your pocket, giving it a blow. Much to the other patrons (not that there are many) displeasure.
He lets a small smile grow on his face, “Sorry love, but I think birthdays stop counting after you move into a four digits age.”
You shake your head, “No way. If you’re immortal then so is your birthday buddy.”
“Buddy?” He asks incredulous.
You push the bag towards him. To which he cautiously peels back the the tissue paper and pulls out the contents.
“They’re mini canvases.” You tell him. Then explain how you’ve see his work - which you think was really beautiful - and how you though painting a smaller canvas would be a different challenge and a change for him. He nods along. Almost entranced by what you’re saying.
“That’s really thoughtful, love. Thank you. I can’t remember the last time anyone celebrated my birthday.” He told you earnestly. Genuinely so appreciative of your kind gesture.
“Well that’s a real shame Klaus.” For a moment your eyes connect and you feel rooted in place. You try not to blush so instead move on to remove the cover of his cake.
“Now don’t get too upset, but there aren’t any candles on your cake. I think it would be a little difficult to fit over 1000 candles on there.” He laughs. Eyes move to appraise the cake. They widen in surprise at the detail on the cake and the paint pallet and paintbrush you’ve created.
“This looks amazing love. Thank you.” It’s the first time you’ve seen Klaus Mikaelson smile. It’s genuine and lights his face. For a moment he doesn’t look like some scary vampire. He looks like a man enjoying his birthday.
“Happy Birthday Klaus Mikaelson. Have a great day.” You say, reaching a hand out to his own.
Time seems to slow as you stare into his eyes. Your hands entwine and your heart skips a beat. You notice how there’s some green in his dark blue eyes. For a moment they shine gold.
It’s enough to bring you out of your daze. You move to stand only for Klaus to stop you.
“Aren’t you staying for a piece?”
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┊Yandere Klaus Mikaelson w human s/o´ˎ˗
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☆*. ┊Pairing: yandere!Niklaus Mikaelson x FEM!human!reader
☆*. ┊Characters: Klaus Mikaelson, (mention of) Salvatore siblings, Mikaelson siblings, reader
☆*. ┊Genre: Headcannons
☆*. ┊Warnings/Includes: light yandere! Themes, (1) sexual headcannon (it's red), not proof read
☆*. ┊Word count: 1,200
☆*. ┊Note: I'm awful at writing Yandere, so this is less yandere and more relationship headcannons 🥲 I'm sorry, I'll try and rewrite it in the future.
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I think the first time he sees you would be somewhere in mystic falls. You're just an ordinary human doing your daily chores like shopping.
He'd become intrigued. He doesn't know what attracts him to you but all he does know is that he wants you.
He'll follow you home and watch you for a bit. Maybe he'll also act as a passerby and ask if you need help with your groceries.
When you say yes and welcome him into your home he smirks. He helps you bring in your groceries and bids you farewell and walks off out of your eyesight.
He'd immediately be back to watch you. He'd watch you for hours until you finally go to sleep. He'd sneak into your house. I don't think he'd take anything. He might just look around for a bit and try to piece together your lifestyle. He needs to know more about you anyways.
For many weeks he watches you, keeps an eye on you, makes sure you're safe. And then he makes his move.
He memorizes everything he can, when you wake up, when you sleep, if you drink coffee, when you leave for work, where you work, your schedule, everything.
He begins to leave small gifts at your doorstep. Little things like jewelry, makeup, or drawings he made, something he heard you talk about wanting.
Then he'd start leaving bigger gifts, like clothing and shoes, vases of flowers.
There is no doubt that you'd be scared, I mean who leaves gifts on someone's doorstep and never even shows their face?
After a little while though you'll begin to be thankful for the gifts. Some things you needed, some things made you look pretty, things you wanted, etc.
Finally he'd had enough of living in the shadows and decided to leave you a special gift. A note, asking you to dinner at his address. A stunning stress he saw you look at at the store.
You were hesitant. It took some time for you to decide to get ready and go. You got all dolled up, wearing the pretty dress and a pair of heels.
He won't tell you right away that he's a vampire, he'll give it a while so that he doesn't scare you off, which he doesn't want to do.
Dinner was amazing, I imagine he cooked it. Afterwards asked if you like to stay and watch a movie, you were hesitant but agreed after thinking about how nice he'd been to you.
After the movie you had to leave, he really didn't want you to leave and kept insisting that it was dark, that you should stay the night in a guest room. But it was the first date and you were still a little iffy about himself so you decided to just go home.
He invited you over many more times after that, each time you did something different.
Sometimes it was dinner and a movie, other times it was painting together with a glass of wine.
After a few dates you warmed up to him, you started to catch major feelings for him, and he noticed.
When you start dating, officially, that's when he starts doing more.
This man spoils you rotten. Anything you want, you have it within the day. He doesn't care how expensive it is, if you want it, you get it.
He draws you a lot. He may not give the drawings, or even show you half of them, but he does it a lot
If he's taking you out on a date or inviting you to a party then he gets you a new dress along with some accessories.
Klaus is very fucking protective. And even more since you're a human. He does not like you near any other vampire that could hurt you, or even think about hurting you.
One time Stefan and Damon found out about Klaus' little princess and decided to use her as bait, leverage if you will. They went to try and kidnap you from the mansion but they couldn't even make it three feet up the stairs before Klaus was beating the shit out of them.
And that's how you found out he was a vampire, as well as Stefan and Damon and all the others.
If you get scared after finding out he was a vampire he would try his best to comfort you, knowing this was going to happen sooner or later.
He can't lose you, it's not an option, so he tries everything in his power to win you back over. He doesn't want to compel you, refusing too, but if you try and run away then he probably would.
But let's be honest, you'd be back real quick anyways.
Any little scratch you get, he's feeding you his blood to heal it. He doesn't worry too much about it since he would never let anyone touch you.
In the beginning he is pretty hesitant about you being around his family, but after a bit of warming up and him beginning to trust them, he lets them meet you and be around you.
If you are in public together he will have his arm wrapped around at every moment. As well as a couple of hybrids following behind you.
He is possessive as hell. Any sign of a man giving you a look that he doesn't like and he's dead. Gone. He'll leave you for a split second with his hybrids to go take care of the person and then he'll be back as quickly as ever, a bit of blood leaking from his mouth.
If he does have to leave you alone to go do 'work' then he'll leave a couple of hybrids. He will also call you many times to check up on you and make sure you're safe.
I think he probably has a camera inside your room, to fully make sure you're fully okay and just to see you while he's gone. But he won't watch you change or anything without your consent (unless you like that???)
If you're uncomfortable with him feeding around you, then he will do it in private. He understands the distaste - you are a human after all.
If you ever wanted to be a vampire, which is a huge step, he will turn you, but only after you are 1000% sure that you want this and that you want to be with him forever
He makes sure to tell you that he loves you often.
Get ready for the nicknames babe. Love, Darling, princess~~
He is respectful, but this man WILL take a pair of your underwear with him when he leaves. This is up for debate, but I honestly believe he would do this.
He can cook, like really well....i mean it's not that surprising since he's literally nearly 1000
Will very quickly ask you to move into the mansion. He always wants you to be safe and in his protective ring. Plus he just wants to wake up and see your face everyday and not have to travel to see you.
Even when you're living with him, expect flowers and gifts allll the time.
He is so super consensual with everything sexual. He makes sure that you're comfortable and alright with stuff before he does it.
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you can make (romantic) dating headcanons with klaus mikaelson x fem reader please.
Thank you for the ask! And yes I can!
Yandere klaus mikaelson headcannons (dating )
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Pairing: klaus mikaelson x fem!reader
Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, cussing, death, evil klaus.
Klaus mikaelson would want you to be his from the second he saw you.
He would try to get you to like him the normal way but if you rejected him he would definitely kidnap you.
Let's assume you didn't reject him and he didn't have to kidnap you
He'd try to convince you to move in, fast.
He would manipulate you but not in a harsh way. He'd say " darling I just want you to be safe plus this will make it easier to get to know each other. I just don't anybody to cause you harm." He'd say sweetly.
You'd belive him or atleast act like you did
He'd try to be as close as possible.
He'd love physical affection.
Always touching you
He'd have a hand on your back, arm, or shoulder if standing but as soon as you where sitting he'd either A. Have you in his lap or B. Have his hand on your thigh.
He'd want to cuddle you Every single night! You Had to be in his arms and he would definitely nuzzle his head into your neck
He's be very possessive.
If a guy, girl, or anybody even looked at you he'd Tear out there jugular.
He's just not going to have his darling be looked at or treated romantically unless it's from him
OH and if somebody is mean to you?!? THEY.ARE.FUCKING .DEAD. in five years mainly because he'd be torturing them for those 5 years..
He lowkey crazy.
But he'd never harm a hair on his darlings head.
He'd definitely call you " my beautiful girl," or " my gorgeous darling "
He'd love to be called " my prince" and he'd melt if you called him " pretty boy" like oml he'd be putty in your hands
Oh! And he'd love when you play with his hair. Just don't mess up his curls
He'd be a Huge fan of pda ( public display of affection) he'd have to show you off weather it was to his siblings, friends, enemy's, strangers. Anyone they NEED to know your his.
If somebody were to hit on you. FUUUUU-
They'd meet God in a second
HE.DOESNT.PLAY.WHEN.IT.COMES.TO.YOU
He'd definitely choose you over his family. I mean he'd obsessed with you he's yandere for you. He'd help and protect his family ofc but if came down to it he'd choose you.
He wouldn't have a choice. He'd Automatically choose you with out a single thought running through his brain he's the " I fell first and the hardest" type.
He'd basically NEED you with in 3 months of the relationship.
If you didn't get along with his siblings he's dagger them... again....
But if you did get along with them... he'd be extra showy with you. He'd make out with you moaning onto your mouth around them.
Having both hands on you when your near them
If your talking to them he's holding your hips and kissing your neck.
He'd lash out so easily and you'd be the only one to calm him down.
He'd carry you around if you got sick or felt tired
Only if you where comfortable with it would he drink from you.
He'd probably drink from your thigh them leave hickey on it
On the topic of hickeys there isn't one time where you don't/didn't have atleast 7 hickeys on your body.
After about a year he'd find a way to make you live forever weather thar be vampirism or a spell or something else.
But he'd make you live forever. No debate about it and he'd love you for eternity.
Thank you for reading! And thank you for the ask! Please tell me if you want me to add anything or if you want to see something else as well don't be shy to ask. Have a great day!
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I don’t know why but I really want something with Klaus breaking reads heart.
Maybe…. Reader and Cami have been kidnapped and Klaus has to choose who to save. He chooses Cami but before reader can be killed Elijah saves her.
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Left for dead
Living with the originals was hard enough. Between the betrayals and the wars just within the family was overwhelming let alone outsiders going out of their way to destroy each of them.
Being with Klaus was already difficult, between his mood swings and temper tantrum’s he wasn't an easy person to love and yet I did.
Even when I realised he was in love with someone else, even whilst knowing he was kissing someone else, I didn't leave him. I loved him with everything in me whether it was killing me or not.
I had offered my life for his, I took life for his and I ruined my own life for his. With Klaus came his family and I did everything I could to welcome them as my own. Even after I found out that his sister knew that he was seeing someone else.
Hope was treated the way I would treat my own daughter and I loved more than anyone else to walk the planet. Maybe that was why I stayed, for Hope. Or maybe that’s what I tell myself because how could I have been pathetic enough to stay for a an who only saw me as a warm body.
For some reason I had it in my head that perhaps he loved both me and Camille. Maybe he thought I wouldn't accept it and so he kept it a secret but surely after everything he should know that I would never try to change him or invalidate his feelings. It was stupid to be okay with him seeing Cami behind my back, I was blinded by something I had created in my mind.
I would smile when Cami was near and I tried to talk to Klaus but he labelled me paranoid and brushed it off. So I thought maybe he regretted it and he didn't want me to know because he wanted to stop. Maybe he did still love me.
This was the ultimate test really.
Both myself and Camille were beaten until black, blue and bloody. A loop of our cries and screams echoed through my mind and bounced against the walls of whatever dungeon we were seemingly chained within. I had no way of knowing how long we had been there but my body and soul felt such a sense of relief when Klaus's voice rang through the building. That feeling only lasted a few seconds before our captures taunting replayed in my head:
"Klaus will choose between you both, he will decide who lives or dies. He may think that he can have it all, have you both but I won't let him well. Whichever one he chooses, the guilt from the other will eat away at him, he won't be able to stay with the other. You will all end up broken and alone." he had whispered cruelly.
Her heart pounded in her throat as she watched Klaus approach them both, his hands coated in red as he forced the bars that separated us apart and went to step through only to let out a gasp and drop to his knees. The with who had tortured us for however long appeared from thin air in front of Klaus and I automatically pulled my legs to my chest to hide in the corner.
"Only one of them leaves" he stated, a grin on his face. "I don't care which but you will choose one or they both die and the next to go missing will be your daughter"
At his words Klaus let out a vicious snarl and attempted to lurch forward at the man but a sharp pain forced its way to his head and caused a loud yell of pain to burst from within him.
I could feel my eyes burning with another flow of tears just watching his pain, knowing what he felt. I could see Cami staring straight at me. Over our time in here together she had often brought up Klaus's ultimatum, I told her that I knew that they loved each other. I told her that he would choose her. She was certain that I was wrong and that Klaus didn't love her but just used her as a release. But I knew what Klaus looked like when he was in love. Even so part of me hoped she was right, it was a dark thought, a horrible hope that I wish I didn't have but I really wanted it to be true.
I looked back to Camille, a tight lipped smile that was probably more of a grimace formed on my lips as I mouthed the words 'it'll be okay' to her and her head shook as tears slipped down her cheeks.
Cami was sweet, she was lovely and I loathed it. She wanted to die instead of me, she said I deserved to live more than she did. That I was Hope's second mother I was apart of the Mikaelsons. She apologised for ever being with Klaus and it just made me feel worse. I thought that maybe they were lies, maybe she secretly hoped that Klaus would choose her and I would be left to die.
I couldn't tell and it didn't really matter anymore. Not when I realised that Klaus was right in front of me. I felt a small spark of hope as his arms wrapped around me and he pulled my close to his chest. A soft sniffle left him and his lips pressed to the side and top of my head
"I'm so sorry" his voice whispered with a crack and I went to tell him it was okay before I felt him pulling away and I realised what he was apologising for "forgive me" he uttered as he made his way to Cami.
My eyes stayed blurry with tears but they didn't fall as a complete feeling of numbness spread throughout me completely. I could hear my captures sickening laugh spin around me and I could hear Camille asking Klaus what he was doing.
"Klaus- go back to her" she whispered but he shook his head
"I love you" he admitted and a bitter laugh left my lips. I covered my mouth with my hands and pressed my forehead against my knees. I shouldn’t have been surprised and I shouldn’t have been so upset. I knew he loved her, I knew he would choose but for some reason it hurt so much more when he actually confirmed it.
I could hear Camille apologising to me as Klaus lifted her up, carrying her to a safety I thought I would never again know.
As soon as they left hands were on me, grabbing and dragging me by my hair to force me to crawl wherever he wanted me. Uncontrollable pain shot through me continuously and I had no time to comprehend the sobs that shook my body. I felt my back arch painfully, almost breaking but not quite, my head was forced back so my neck was bared and a sharp knife went to the edge of my neck.
"it's unfortunate really..." the voice uttered before the blade began to sink into my throat. My eyes closed and I welcomed the quick death but the pressure stopped and a thud sounded from before me.
Fingers pressed to the place the knife had began to cut, a familiar scent engulfed me and an arm circled my waist.
"You're alright darling" the voice whispered, pulling me into an embrace making me grab onto the back of his suit silently. "He's gone now Y/n. You're safe." he murmured softly, rubbing my back before i felt him pull back a little bit. My eyes slowly cracked open to see his face, his deep dark eyes boring into mine with a knowing look of pity. Silently I watched as an array of reds and purples scattered under his chocolate brown eyes and his pearly fangs dipped into the tough skin of his wrist. The fresh wound was lifted to my lips and I accepted the metallic taste with a sigh. I drank for much longer than I needed, I expected he would pull be off but his hand only pet the back of my head gently
"Good girl" he whispered "just heal". His touch made my heart hurt and I didn't bother trying to stop the tears from falling anymore. My hands clutched onto his jacket desperately and I gulped his blood down as though it was water.
Soft touches were given to the skin of my face before his silk handkerchief cleaned at the dirt and dried blood that had dripped down my neck. Reluctantly I pulled away from his wrist and licked my lips clean. He wiped his own wrist and tucked the material away into his pocket. Elijah proceeded to pull the jacket off of his body and instead wrapped it around my shoulders. The inside was warm and smelt of home.
My eyes felt heavy with exhaustion and I gave him a tired smile making him frown.
"I'll bring you home now okay?" he whispered but I shook my head
"I can't go back" I muttered "I won't stay with him anymore. I should have left ages ago" I admitted and his eyes grew glossier.
"Where should I take you?" He asked gently and I shrugged
"Airport? Train station? I don't care just don't tell anyone you saved me? Please?" I begged softly and he nodded.
"I'll give you whatever you need" he promised "anything"
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0shewrites0 · 1 year
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hi can you do hcs for yandere klaus mikaelson x fem reader
Hi anon! I had so much fun with these headcanon's, I hope you like them! Also, you didn't specify if the fem reader was human or not, so I went with a human fem reader, hope that's okay 🫶🏼
Anyway, let's get started!
TW// explicit stuff & mention of murder, death and torture amongst other things
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🐺 he doesn't just love you, he worships you - it starts with him treating you like a queen in everyday life (he'll give you anything you want, you can be sure of that, and he doesn't even care how far he has to go to keep you happy and satisfied), then moves on to him showing you respect in a way he doesn't with anyone else (except maybe Elijah), and finally culminates in how he treats you when you have sex
🐺 oh and believe me, you're getting drawn and painted by him, more than a few times, because he's OBSESSED with you
🐺 he definitely has a breeding kink and as a hybrid, he's the only vampire who can actually have children of his own - so even though he'd never do anything against your will because he respects you that much, you'll definitely know he wants to have a child at some point
🐺 if Klaus wants something, he’ll get it.
🐺 he's a wolf and an alpha, so you can bet he'll want to mark you at all times - whether that's hickeys or sinking his fangs directly into your soft skin, it doesn't matter as long as he can show everyone that you're his
🐺 you're his. his alone. end of story.
🐺 if another guy so much as looks at you in a funny way, he won't even have time to blink, because by then Klaus will have him pressed up against the nearest wall, squeezing his throat until the poor idiot knows he's going to die
🐺 Klaus won't even hesitate to kill to protect you or your honour and dignity, after all he's already killed for less
🐺 if you think he'll let you go out on your own (as a human, no less) - better think again, because nuh-uh, that's not going to happen. First, everyone needs to know you're off limits, second, he's so proud to call you his woman and he wants to show everyone that, and third, he couldn't keep his cool anyway if he didn't have you around to keep an eye on you - so be prepared for either him, one of his siblings, or a loyal hybrid to stay by your side at all times
🐺 he's a hybrid - that means his predatory instincts are twice as strong as normal werewolves’ or vampires’, as are his emotions. And you know this man is not good at keeping his emotions in check, so prepare for a lot of yelling and throwing and breaking things when he's upset. This is to the point that you will be scared to death
🐺 he's angry most of the time, mostly because he wishes he could control his demons instead of being controlled by his demons and because he wants to feel safe. But when you're around, he can allow himself to feel safe for a moment, to give up control and just let go for a while. Then you get to see the real him. And only you will be allowed to see him in such a state.
🐺 Klaus can easily read a room full of people as a hybrid - I mean, naturally, but it goes deeper than that, because he can actually read it. You know that you're always safe with him by your side, but if - against all expectations - something should happen to you anyway, he would never forgive himself for it
🐺 in that case he would not only kill the enemy responsible, but torture them in ways that not even the devil himself could think of
🐺 and then, because the pain he feels is eating him up inside (literally!), he would run amok - think Stefan The Ripper on tour with Klaus, only a million times worse and darker.
🐺 and lastly - you know he's dangerous and you know you're dead if you cross him or betray him. As much as he loves you and as much as it would kill him to lose you, there is nothing worse for him than betrayal. He came so close to killing his own sister, don't think he would back down when it comes to you. Rose said it in TVD, "if you're not afraid of Klaus, you're an idiot" and that goes for you too, sweetheart
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mrsmikaelsxn · 1 year
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Dating Klaus Headcanons
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pairing: niklaus mikaelson x any gender reader
summary: headcanons on what it would be like to date nik - requested by anon
warnings: protectiveness, fluff, jealousy, mentions of killing, insecurity, mentions of kissing
a/n: someone let me know if there is a place i can buy a klaus
song: whenever, wherever - shakira
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♡ Dating Klaus would be interesting to say the least
♡ I feel like it would be the grumpy x sunshine trope
♡ He loves you with everything in him
♡ He literally worships the ground you walk on
♡ He is very protective of you, he does his best to be with you all the time, but if he can't be, he has hybrids around in case anything happens to you
♡ He also spoils you, he'll give you his black card and you will drag his siblings to stores and ask for their opinions on stuff
♡ Speaking of his siblings, the all love you, which Nik is so happy about
♡ You are the only one who gets to call him things like 'NIkki' and still live to tell the tale
♡ He gets insecure, since his father has put it in his head that he is worth nothing
♡ You always assure him he is perfect you love him for how he is
♡ He gets jealous pretty easily, if you don't give him attention (and give it to someone else) for more than three minutes, he will start whining like a child
♡ You two honestly never argue, and if you do, he would immediately say you're right and apologize to you with puppy dog eyes, begging for you to forgive him (he'll get on his knees and beg without shame)
♡ He gets jealous of Elijah when you talk about books with him, so he started reading just to have more things to talk to you about
♡ He always feels so lucky to have you, even if he doesn't think he deserves such an angel like yourself
♡ He is always flirting with you, just so that he can see your adorable face blush
♡ He is so dramatic, like really dramatic
♡ You steal his clothes all the time, he doesn't mind (he secretly steals yours too)
♡ He enjoys planning dates with you, he likes how you will give him loads of little kisses after
♡ He memorizes every. single. thing. about you, you find it cute and it melts your heart how he pays so much attention to every little detail about you
♡ He is constantly trying to find out new things that he doesn't now about you
♡ He's always ranting to his siblings about how perfect you are and how lucky he got (which they have heard so many times they lost count)
♡ He holds your pinky finger under tables if you're somewhere like a restaurant or diner
♡ If anyone hits on you, he'd walk up and make out with you in front of the person, not caring, so they would get the message that you were taken
♡ He really only calls you by pet names, such as: love, darling, my love, sweetheart, angel, etc
♡ He loves hugs, so you always pull him into the warm embraces, that he loves so much, if you feel he needs it
♡ Klaus loves to cook for you, believe it or not
♡ His siblings are like a y/n protective squad, everyone knows not to harm you in any way, shape, or form
♡ However, if someone is stupid enough to do so, they will be killed the second the Mikaelson's get to where you are (thats actually a lie, they would torchure the people or persons who are responsible for whatever happened)
♡ When you play with his hair, it's over, he will refuse to get up off of your lap (if his head is laying on it) just so you play with his hair for at least an hour
♡ He always buys you gifts, every time you back to your house, there are gifts for you in front of your place
♡ He was touch deprived so when you came along, he is always somehow touching you
♡ He loves when you where his clothes, he finds it so attractive
♡ You are the love of his life and he will do anything for you
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calummss · 7 months
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Bleeding into Nightfall | Klaus Mikaelson
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summary: life is gloomy and you’re tired of repetitive days that don’t get better. you say goodbye to the world forgetting about once person in paticular—niklaus mikaelson
pairing: fem! reader x klaus mikaelson
words: 3k
a/n: story of my life with the love of my life
tw: heavy descriptions of depression, suicide!!!
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Waking up every day was like waking up from the calm and facing the storm. Days bleeding into nightfall. Day after day starting to warp into each other, each day as listless as the day before. Mystic falls’ grey gloomy clouds constantly above your head as you managed to get out of bed. You kind of found common ground with autumn mornings. You enjoyed them more than any other morning but enjoy is a strong word for someone like you. Autumn mornings are dark that make it look like it was three in the morning. A time where nobody in this world expects a single thing from you. Just you alone existing in this world.
You brush your teeth.
Comb your hair.
Put on an outfit.
Make yourself look presentable so that nobody would be able to tell just how empty you felt. How draining it was getting ready when you could easily wear the same pair of clothes day and night. Forget about your appearance as you just try to pass the day.
Leaving the house you took one last look in the mirror with the same face you wish you could rip off, but instead you put on your best genuine smile that didn’t make you look like a manic sociopath and closed the door to make your way to school.
13 hours and 30 minutes to go.
Out of 24 hours you only feel okay for a couple. And it’s not even that you feel good, you just feel okay. You just try to get through the day. It’s been like this for a while. Time wailing past you, time wailing before you that has you trapped. You wake up. Go to school. Eat and sleep. Sometimes you don’t even eat or sleep. The easiest tasks seem impossible to complete. Why do you have to waste such a long amount of time? You’d be perfectly fine with only living eighteen years instead of eighty. You don’t do anything all day but you’re exhausted each time you lay down in bed, ready to shut your eyes. Still, you drag yourself through the day like cattle; unable to break free from what's holding you back.
The walk to school isn’t too long. Rustling leaves on trees, crunching of dead leaves that were kicked up into the air with each step you took, the thought of simply being a leaf on your mind as you barely noticed the person ahead.
‘I’m so sorry— Caroline…hi. I’m sorry,’ you lifted your head from the ground to see Caroline’s smile. ‘I wasn’t really paying attention to my surroundings,’
‘Yeah, I could tell.’ She gleamed, hooking her arm into yours as you continued walking the last blocks.
It was an okay walk. Your ears picking up different sounds of your surroundings as the mixture of sounds seemed to be blocking out your thoughts. It's too hard to concentrate on them.
‘Do you have anything planned for your outfit on Saturday?’ Caroline broke you from the chattering of your mind, hearing her voice bringing you back to the present.
You stared at her. Your eyes on her, your face hanging from your head as you stayed quiet, pressing your lips against each other as her smile turned to a frown.
‘Y/n, come on,’ she moaned, the sparkles in her eyes duplicating as she stared back at you. Her personality reminding you of the warmth of a fireplace on a cold evening. ‘It’s the school dance! It’s so important that we make these memories to look back on them when we’re old and wrinkly,’
‘I think I have enough memories.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean I just don’t really feel like going, that's all…’
‘Why not?’ She came to a halt, taking her arm from you so she could stand perfectly square of you, her arms folded in front of her chest as the wind blew her hair from the back.
‘I don’t know,’ you shrugged, ‘I just don’t want to go.’
‘Not even to please Klaus? I mean no offence—‘ (Caroline’s favourite way to start being offensive) ‘But no one knows what he sees in you. I mean he’s this grumpy old maniac that terrifies the vampire species and you’re just…you. A human with a normal life. A nice girl that just, in comparison to him, lives a boring life.’
‘I don’t know, Caroline,’ you huffed, picking up pace again, readjusting your school bag. Feet sluggishly bringing you forth. ‘He’s nice to me and he makes me forget certain aspects of my life but even for him I wouldn’t go.’
‘What’s wrong with you, Y/n?’ Caroline held you back again, stopping once more. ‘Are you okay? I’ve noticed that you seem off for a while now and I didn’t want to pry but I cannot hold myself back any longer. What happened? What is it that’s making you so glum all the time?’
‘I’m okay, Caroline,’ you half smiled, ‘I think I’d just rather go home and watch a movie or something.’
Caroline opened her mouth but before she could say another word you cut her off, ‘And before you offer yourself as my sleepover company, I think I’d rather be alone.’ You started walking again, the school doors only a few minutes away. ‘Besides, I know you want to be a good friend by wanting to come over but you and I both know that deep down you hoped I would say no because you want to go to the dance, and that is fine. Make those memories, Caroline! Your life has so many blank pages left to fill and I don’t want to hold you back! Go and have fun.’
Caroline immediately pulled you into a hug. Her perfume hitting your nostrils as you placed your arms around her, a quick smile forming on your lips.
‘Come on now,’ you took hold of her arm, ‘We need to get there on time otherwise Rick will have us doing detention the rest of the week.’
‘Do you think he dislikes us?’
‘No, I actually think it’s his way of showing that he cares,’ you let out a giggle that infected Caroline as you walked onto the school premises just as the bell rang for first period.
School was the same every day. Go to class. Pay attention. Write down notes. Stare outside of the window, the teacher’s voice fading into silence as your mind powered through to absent you from life.
Everyone seems so content with life? Why can’t I? What is there to be happy about?
‘Miss Jacobs, the action is here. Not outside.’ Mrs. Clark said, snapping your head to the front of the class. ‘If my class is boring you’re welcome to go outside.’
‘I’m sorry,’ you cleared your throat, sitting up straight. ‘I’m sorry.’
‘Now, where was I?’
10 hours to go.
When the school bell rang for the last time, you started to clear your table and cram all your stuff into your bag, people pushing past you as everyone tried to leave. Out in the hall you quickly waved Caroline, Elena and Bonnie goodbye, ready to go home and sit in silence.
Plugging in your headphones you slowly started to walk home, music blasting through your ears and you tried to block out any sound from the world.
Trees and cars passed you, barely anyone on the pavement. You kept walking when you noticed a person in the distance; dressed in dark colours, stance confident and a face you could recognise from a mile away.
‘Hi.’ You gave him your best smile, not too much, not too little.
‘I hear there’s a school dance this saturday,’ he accompanied you towards your home. ‘I was hoping that I could ask you to the dance.’
‘I’m actually not going.’
‘Why?’
‘Don’t feel like going, that’s all.’ You shared a quick glance.
His pupils dilated, eyebrows drawn together, the skin between them wrinkled. ‘Are you okay, Y/n.’ He gently grabbed a hold of your upper arm, the frequent blinking of his eyes telling you that you made him worry.
‘I’m fine,’ you chuckled, your crooked smile paired with dull, sparkless eyes not in your favour.
‘Don’t give me that bullshit.’
‘Klaus, please. I’m not in a mood to argue right now.’
‘Arguing?’ His eyebrows drew his eyebrows even closer. ‘We’re just talking.’
‘Look, Klaus.’ You stopped in your tracks, allowing yourself to stare up at his face. Lips plush, eyes squinted as his focus was on you. ‘I see that you want to go to the dance with me and if I were up to it I would, but I would just rather go home. Watch a movie. Be alone. Get away from all this,’ you sighed.
‘Okay,’
‘Okay.’ You breathed, ‘See you around, okay?’ You got on your tiptoes to place a quick kiss on his cheek before walking home.
‘Yeah, see you around.’ Klaus mumbled as you were already out of earshot, leaving him confused as to what was happening to you.
6 hours to go.
When you arrived home you went straight upstairs. Throwing your bag into a corner of your room as you wasted no time to change into more comfortable clothes like your lounging outfit (a pyjama). Down the stairs you walked into the kitchen, taking a bag of doritos and a bar of chocolate from the cupboard, a glass of water to wash down the junk and placed them onto the coffee table. Snatching a blanket from the living room trunk, you made yourself comfortable and put on the TV, ready to watch the Big Bang Theory and waste your time.
‘Y/h honey,’ your mother’s heels sounded through the living room. ‘It’s date night so we’ll be home quite late.’
‘Mhm.’
‘Make sure to get some healthy carbs and protein in you too, okay darling?’
‘Yeah, mom. Have fun.’ You said, your eyes haven’t left the screen.
‘See you later.’
The door closed. Silence swept the house. Your TV the only thing that sounded within the walls. Sighing, you took a row of chocolate and let out a half-sounded giggle as you continued watching TV.
1 hour left to go.
8:50pm; it was time to go upstairs. You put away the stuff you used, made sure the windows and doors were locked and the lights turned off. The floorboard creaked with every step you took. Going into your bedroom you halted in front of your dresser, picking up the framed family portrait that you took on a trip to the family cabin on christmas day.
Your lips started pressing together, your fingers on the back of the frame scraping against the wood as a blink of your eyes let the first two tears roll down your cheek. Your heart twisted, aching with every shaky breath you took, a sting of melancholy growing inside your throat.
4 minutes to go.
You placed it back on the dresser, taking another glance at your room before taking off to the bathroom where you closed the door and took a long look in the mirror: messed up hair, red puffy eyes that blinked uncontrollably, the face of a person you never got to know.
Wiping away your tears you opened the cabinet and grabbed the packet of razors you purchased just last week in preparation for tonight.
Taking a deep breath you climbed into the bathtub, letting your back fall against the wall, a new surge of emptiness growing as you realised that you were going to be utterly alone when you went.
The cold metal pierced into your soft skin like fresh butter. The warmth of your blood no longer flowing like it normally did but instead poured onto your skin. Quiet drips spilling into the bathtub, staining your clothes on the way. Once your blood started spilling you didn’t feel any great pain, it hurt, but it was manageable. You hoped it wouldn’t, however seeing all the blood that was streaming from your cut, made your heart start to beat at immense speed.
Then the sweating started to begin. Your body was damp, head to toe and toe to head. You thought back on the days you went running. Every time you finished you’d have the same, wet, and uncomfortable sweat sitting on your skin, soaking into your clothes. A deeply unpleasant feeling started to make itself noticeable, heart pounding in your chest, throbbing with pain, but there was nothing you could do. Neither did you want to. You wanted nothing more than to disappear from the earth’s surface. You didn’t need to be here. Trapped with nowhere to go. No one would miss you. You barely had anyone but yourself and that was all you needed. Even in death you felt comforted by your own thoughts. A very strong headache, accompanied by a loud, white noise ringing almost made you regret your decision. The room spun like crazy before your vision started fading out; the ringing got louder as darkness came for you…
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Klaus made his way to your house. He didn’t like the way you were acting before you left. Your behaviour hasn’t left his mind since you last spoke. He turned into your driveway and jogged up the stairs, ringing the bell to hope that you would open up to him. To let him make you feel better. To let you know that he would do anything to see you happy.
But you never answered.
‘Y/n, open the door.’ Klaus raised his voice, his fist hitting against the door.
No answer.
‘Y/n!’ He slammed the door again.
Still, nothing.
Klaus focused his hearing to see if you were home when he suddenly heard shallow breaths; breaths he knew belonged to you. Without wasting another second Klaus kicked down the door, his vampire speed taking him to the location of decreased breaths. Almost taking the bathroom door off its hinges, Klaus found you sitting in the tub; red staining your body, head hanging sideways.
‘Y/N!’ He bellowed, falling to his knees, his arms hooking under your lump torso, pulling you out of the tub. The lack of tension in your body making his heart fall into an empty pit.
‘No, no, no, no, no,’ Klaus’ hands grabbed the sides of your face, twisting and turning. Hoping that your eyes would flatter open and greet him with a smile. A smile he held dear to his heart. But they stayed closed, his eyes getting blurrier the longer he fought.
‘Don’t you die on me!’ Klaus bit into his wrists, placing it on your lips, letting the blood flow into your system, his shaking arm staining your lower half of your face red. ‘You do not get to die! Wake up! Wake up…’
You stayed still. Just as lifeless as before you weighed Klaus’ body to the ground, his tears falling to your chest, pulling you close as his heart ached greater than it ever had. His reason to be good went without saying goodbye, leaving him to be alone like he had been for hundreds of centuries.
Klaus has heard thousands of heartbeats stop. Seen thousands of bodies covered in blood. Thousands of dead people. He didn’t know why it was so hard to see you there when he had been through this a million times. He felt empty. Everything about you came crashing down, his hope for hearing you say his name draining into nothingness. Klaus’ breathing grew louder, his chest feeling like it was being filled with water, the same water that spilled from his lashes, staring down at someone he always put first; forever wishing he hadn’t let you go home by yourself that afternoon.
Suddenly your body jolted forwards, gasping for air. Eyes wide as you took a large gulp of air, your chest rising and falling.
‘Y/n?’ Klaus whispered, his hands back on your face. ‘Y/n, y/n, talk to me.’
You coughed in response, droopy eyes making it hard to see your surroundings, blurry vision fading into one big blob of colour.
‘Y/n, say something please…’
‘Klaus,’ you whispered so quietly, lips barely parting as you spoke.
‘Can you hear me?’
‘Yes, what— what happened?’
‘What happened, Y/n?’ Klaus’ voice increased in volume.’You almost died on me!’ His tone shook.
‘Am— Am I a vampire?’ You started to come back to your old self. Your vision clearing up, your ears no longer feeling like a tunnel.
‘No, my blood just healed you.’ He caressed your head, softly stroking your hair.
‘Why did you save me?’
‘Why?’ A frown painted his lip, ‘I care about you, Y/n! So much. You don’t deserve to die. How could you leave me without saying goodbye?’
‘I didn’t want to say goodbye to you Klaus because if I would’ve looked at your face and said those words, I wouldn’t have been able to do it. It would’ve made leaving so much harder.’
‘Look at me,’ his thumb swiped across your cheek, ‘this is the face of someone who will never let you die or get hurt,’
Your heart clenched as you looked at him, tears pooling at your lower lash line. ‘Klaus—‘
‘Please promise me to not leave without saying goodbye first,’
‘You have to promise, Y/n…’
‘What makes you think I don’t want to die anymore, Klaus?’
Klaus stared back at you; empty eyes, no thoughts to be said out loud.
‘Promise me to not kill yourself, seriously? What makes you think I won’t try to do this again? I love you Klaus, I do, but my love is not bigger than my will to live.’
‘Y/n, stop talking…’
‘Why? Because you thought I’d thank you for saving me? I didn’t want to be saved, Nik! I never wanted to. All I wanted was for all of this shit to go away and you brought me back to this shit.’
‘Y/n, please,’
‘Leave.’
‘What?’
‘I said leave!’
‘No!’
‘LEAVE!’
‘NO!’
Tears started streaming down your face, ‘Fuck you, Nik.’ And you stood up to go to your room.
Klaus stayed over the next several days. Sleeping against your closed door as he tried to patch things back up. But it was your decision to make a change, and your decision to forgive him.
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moremaybank · 2 years
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a headcanon of sex with yandere klaus mikaelson
having sex with yandere klaus mikaelson
warnings: sexual content below (daddy kink mentioned), 18+ readers only
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the man’s sex drive is insane
and he cannot stop touching you
he can’t help it though
your existence alone turns him on
it doesn’t matter if you just came back from the gym
or if you’re roaming the house in your lingerie teasing him
he’s always ready for you
his grip on you is rough
his hand is wrapped around your throat, ensuring you’re watching his every action
or his hand is circled around your wrists so that you can’t touch him until he lets you
he loves when you get down on your knees with your mouth wide open, inviting him to fuck your face
“please let me suck your cock, daddy. i just want to make you feel good”
god, you make him crazy
your hair is in a makeshift ponytail with his hands as he thrusts into your mouth
he loves when he releases anywhere on you
your tits, your stomach, etc.
but his favourite place to come is in your mouth, or inside you
his words are filthy and you love it
vamp speed…that’s all i’m gonna say about that
you’re always at his mercy & his controlling side relishes in this
face down, ass up so he can fuck you from behind while you’re almost ripping the sheets apart with your tight grip on them
fucking you in missionary so you can see everything, including the man you belong to
riding him with all your might as he commands you
“bounce on my cock, love. milk me of all that i’m worth as you make yourself come all over me”
he’s not afraid to use sex toys on you
most men would be embarrassed. klaus however? inspired
he’s holding the vibrator against your clit while he’s drilling 3 fingers inside of you and you’re moaning like crazy
or when he’s fucking you with your dildo and sucking on your clit as you suck the life out of his cock
he also isn’t afraid to use sex toys on you in public
you’ll be out to dinner enjoying a sip of your wine before you choke on it
why you ask?
because klaus decided to put the remote-controlled vibrating thong on the highest level when choosing to shock the hell out of you
it’s so much harder to keep your composure in public
“i bet you wish i could take you right here, don't you? you on top of me while i fuck up into your dripping little cunt, as everyone watches and hears your screams”
and then the waiter comes to your table and klaus plays it off with a knowing smirk as you avoid eye contact
he has no problems making his siblings jealous of all the great sex you’ve been having
which leads to him ravishing you against the walls or doors of the compound
your back hitting against the hard surfaces repeatedly, in time with klaus’ harsh thrusts
you’re screaming his name and he’s smirking because he knows everyone can hear how hard he’s fucking you and how much you’re loving it
but don't ever make the mistake of purposely trying to make klaus jealous
once you two had gotten into a fight
so you went out to a party
klaus had been eyeing you the entire time you were chatting with a fine gentleman so you could persuade him to buy you a drink
but then you asked him to join you on the dance floor, and it was over
watching that gremlin with his hands all over your body made his anger shoot through the roof
he pulled the man off of you, escorting you home in silence
he reached his room & threw you on his bed
tied your limbs to each corner of the bed frame
and fucked you until you were crying from the pleasure
“i think you enjoy me this way. jealous, angry and possessive. and i have no problem fucking you like i am”
he also has a MASSIVE breeding kink and will claim you against every surface within arms reach
“i’m going to fuck you full of my seed, and then when i’m done you’re going to ride my cock so i can fill you right back up again”
secretly loving when he punishes you
he spanks you until you’re red & dripping
he ties you up and eats you out for hours on end
he denies your orgasms throughout 5 vigorous rounds
then he has you coming back to back, no breaks
he’s fucking you as he plays with your clit so perfectly that it has you (s)creaming
sex with him is just…indescribable
no man should be walking around with all that cock & all that knowledge of just what to do with it
but he’s klaus mikaelson
he can and will do whatever the hell he wants
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a/n: my bad if this is too long, i got a lil carried away😅 i hope you all enjoy the filthy works of my brain
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