#mine: marcel and rebekah

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 63. marcel gerard and rebekah mikaelson - the originals

[allysonkgirl]

You mean to tell me that you would tear down everything my family built, everything you helped us build, risk your own life, on the off chance that I would show you the slightest bit of affection?

[loveakii]

idk if it was ever covered in tdvu but i’m so curious about that time period from the trio’s separation during mikael’s rampage in new orleans to klaus and elijah’s reunion in mystic falls. in 1919 the brothers are good and elijah says he’ll find him and rebekah. next thing we know a century has gone by and elijah wants to kill him permanently bc klaus allegedly dumped the bodies in the ocean. like what caused all that?? we’ve seen the siblings really lose it at each other but they’ve never genuinely, 100% wanted to permanently kill each other until the ritual. i like to imagine the destruction of their home and grief over marcel drove a wedge between them that just got wider and wider, even with them sticking together there was some resentment there which can come with grief. where was elijah in the 20s? at what point did he “find out” klaus dumped the bodies at sea?? like can we get a hidden script covering those years?? i need it this keeps me up at night

[saintsir4n]

HAIR

in which klaus is taught how to braid his son’s hair.

PAIRINGS: 21st century klaus and adrienne mikaelson. (malachai is around 2 years old)

WARNINGS: FLUFF

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“It’s different to how you were taught handsome. I know you used to braid your hair and Rebekah’s when you were kids but our son’s hair texture is different.” Adrienne paused as she sat up in their bed. “It’s a mixture of both yours and mine and that just means you need to be more gentle with it because the curls are thicker and tighter but can be loose in other places.”

Klaus just listened, knowing that was best… for now.

“And the oils for his scalp will work wonders.”

“He’s always itching his scalp,” he murmured, recalling the times his son was in discomfort.

“Our scalps dry out quickly. But I tend to wash his hair more often because of his hair type.”

Klaus’ eyes raked over the many products sitting on their bed. Sure he noticed how much his wife would go through back when they started dating, then when they got married and even more so when she was pregnant with Malachi. He was invested in the time she spent doing her hair and often asked questions, sometimes the wrong ones, but she never grew angry… mildly irritated yes, but not angry.

He saw how long it took for her to gather her kinks into buns or part them into cornrows or twists. Pregnancy had made her hair even thicker and he loved it, and only was allowed to touch when she gave permission. When his hair grew out, she often recommended products that would help define or strengthen his locks which he deeply appreciated.

But there were times that Klaus watched Malachai sit in front of his wife, toy in one hand and snack in the other whilst his hair was parted and put into cornrows, Klaus was slightly envious. He couldn’t help it, it was who he was. Their child only verbally communicated if he was comfortable and Klaus realised that whenever Adrienne did Malachai’s hair, he spoke the most, babbling away in his soft southern accent about his day. Which was adorable as Malachai was only two years old, but Klaus had enough and decided to ask his wife for some tips.

When raising Marcel, he always kept his hair short as a prevention, it felt wrong yet it was the norm. Even now Marcel rarely allowed his hair to grow out and everyone knew him for it.

“You ready?” Adrienne’s voice broke him from his thoughts.

Klaus slowly nodded as their toddler shuffled into the room, with his box of snacks — a mixture of healthy and unhealthy of course, but somehow he would always sneak chocolate into his vast room.

“Mama,” his cyan eyes settled on his mother first, making her smile as he was pulled up onto their bed and found his place around the dozens of products. “Hi dada,” he waved at his father who gently smiled at him.

They were all wearing loungewear, Adrienne sported one of her husbands Henley’s, as did he, but she wore nothing but shorts underneath whilst he wore jogging bottoms purely for her satisfaction. Malachai was in his pyjamas and had been all day, only changing into another pair after his morning bath. His socks were off and thick curls down to his tiny shoulders.

Klaus pulled his son onto his lap, and pressed a kiss to his head that would instantly gain a squeals in response.

Malachai didn’t focus on anything else that was happening now his mother gave him a toy to play with.

“Make sure he stays distracted,” Adrienne advised and passed him a bottle full of water.

Klaus hummed, heart hammering in his chest not wanting to distract his son as soft music began playing in the background. Adrienne had told him to gently spray water in his hair and he did, the action didn’t halt their son in any way, although his face scrunched up at the feeling.

The toddler remained quiet, not like he would say much.

“Now the comb…” Klaus listened to his wife as he followed her guidance.

He winced whenever he tugged too hard or heard his son whine. He knew he wasn’t hurting but to him it felt like he was.

“And hairbands, just keep them on your wrist.”

“You have an endless supply or so it seems,” Klaus remarked, as he gathered one side of Malachai’s hair up so it wouldn’t flip on the other.

“And so will you,” Adrienne snorted. “Now detangle,” she saw the apprehension in his eyes as he did. “You’re not hurting him.”

Klaus said nothing in return and just nodded as he combed out any knots in his hair. There was slight shedding but it was expected.

Each time Malachai would groan he would stop but Adrienne would distract the toddler, dazzling him with magic or just plain words.

A tender smile tugged at Klaus’ lips when his wife spoke, captivating both Mikaelson males even whilst he attempted to plait his son’s hair. His hands had to be gentle yet firm.

His heart beat grew tame as he got the hang of it, the cornrows were looser than he wanted but Malachai didn’t fuss as he continued.

Adrienne reassured him with another nod.

“And now the other side…” Klaus let out a sharp breath when he realised he was almost done.

Spray, part, detangle, oil scalp, braid… his mind was stuck on a loop, and he was grateful for it. He was grateful for Adrienne’s words and his son’s unexpected patience.

Mikaelsons had none and everyone knew it.

“Daddy’s almost finished,” Adrienne cood, “did you want to watch ms Rachel before bed Mally?”

“Not that aggravating woman,” Klaus grumbled.

“Nik. It helps with his speech.”

“He has selective mutism. That woman would more likely regress his bloody speech.”

“Niklaus —“

“ — done?” Malachai croaked out, looking up at his father who plastered on a grin when he stared at his work.

It could’ve been better, Klaus thought to himself but he nodded.

“I’m done little Fenrir,” he voiced.

“T-thank me,” Malachai beamed, scrambling his words up, making his parents laugh.

“It’s you, Mally,” Adrienne corrected but he didn’t understand.

“Thank me,” Malacahi repeated and bounced off the bed and skipped over to his box of toys.

“Malachai, no running,” Klaus’ words fell on deaf ears because their son did the exact opposite. “Authority doesn’t register with him.”

“Because you spoil him,” Adrienne claimed.

Klaus softly scoffed, “It’s the Lumiére genes, he doesn’t listen.”

“Fuck you,” Adrienne muttered, aware of how their son would listen at the worst times.

“I’d very much let you,” Klaus sent her a wink, as Malachai’s eyes darted over his toys, thinking of which one he would play with next.

“Mikaelsons are spoilt. Look at you.”

“What?”

“We’re getting distracted,” Adrienne sighed, waving off the argument and grabbing ahold of his hand, “you did his hair.”

Klaus’ face lit up, “I did his hair.”

“Now, only 16 more years to go,” she laughed at his deadpanned look, “And Nik…” she leaned closer, lips trailing his ear, “Good Job.”

His smile grew once more as he pulled his wife into his hold, careful of the hair products surrounding them. Adrienne’s praise meant the world to him, as did his son’s happiness.

The very son who was none the wiser as his parents beamed at him playing.

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this just reminded me that wash day is coming up soon and I cannot be asked. I got inspiration from a mum on tiktok who was doing her son’s hair and thought about how klaus would help malachai with his.

[klausysworld]

Can u write something about the reader complaining about how klaus never talks to her about his issues so one day he ends up opening up to her about mikael and stuff when he was a kid and the reader comforts him?

What does it mean to be a man?

Klaus stormed straight up the stairs when we got home.

He, Elijah and Rebekah had just faced Mikael, their father.

Hayley and I had been with the wolves and with Hope to make sure Mikael couldn’t get to her.

We all returned to the abattoir when we got the call that it was safe and the silence that over took the home was heavy.

Hayley took Hope up to bed, Rebekah went off to find Marcel and Elijah took a seat with a glass of scotch. I debated going straight after Klaus but decided he needed a moment.

So I sat opposite Elijah and began to think.

“Elijah? May I ask you something?” I questioned quietly and he looked up to me in response

“What did Mikael…do to him?” I asked lowering my voice “I know that he was a bad man but I mean, was it verbal or physical or…” I trailed and Elijah stood up

“Physical mostly, you would have to ask Niklaus, I don’t think he would want you to hear it from anyone other than him. It’s a very emotional topic for him and well…he doesn’t exactly handle those well” he concluded and I nodded

“Do you think he would be upset with my asking?”

“He trusts you, more than he trusts most. Perhaps he won’t share it all but some is better than none” he replied

“Thank you Elijah” I whispered with a weak smile before heading to the stairs.

I went into our room but Klaus wasn’t in there. I frowned and sat on our bed, I listened for a moment before hearing a sniffling coming from the bathroom door. I stood slowly and cautiously made my way over, careful to not made sound to hear. He was whispering inaudibly to himself and clearing his throat.

I gave a light knock to the door before twisting the handle and opening it. He turned his head to me, his eyes were red and lashes wet but I didn’t mention it. He was only in his boxers for bed and his skin was clean from any blood.

“You okay?” I asked gently and he nodded before walking toward me. A kiss was pressed to my forehead, his hand found mine and he pulled me over to our bed.

“How was it with Hope in the bayou?” He questioned, his throat was croakier than normal and he tried to clear his throat again to get rid of it but it didn’t seem to work.

“It was okay, it’s muddy out there even in the summer but Hope had fun with the other kids” I told him while he pulled my shirt and shorts off so I was only in my underwear. “Did everything go smoothly with your- with Mikael? You took a little longer than we thought” I asked nervously. His eyes darted away from mine as his jaw clenched and he leaned forward to grab his top that I had worn to bed last night.

“It was…not great” he replied shortly.

He pulled the top over my head and I pushed my arms through the sleeves. He glanced to my eyes before shifted under the covers and opening his arm for me to slot beside him.

I moved down and into his hold, wrapping an arm around his torso and kissing his shoulder “what happened?” I asked and he sighed

“He was just going on about nothing” he muttered

“Well like what?” I pressed but I could feel his body shuffling uncomfortably as his tongue wetted his lips

“It doesn’t really matter now” he mumbled, “it’s been and done, no need to cry over spilt milk”

“I think this is a little more than spilt milk Klaus” I whispered

“It’s in the past” he muttered “it doesn’t mean anything now”

“Then why are you holding me like I’m going to disappear?” I asked while now being held tight against him, his arms were strong around me and his heart was going faster.

He didn’t respond and I sighed, I kissed his neck softly and felt his face against my hair

“It’s okay to cry sometimes” I whispered

“I don’t need to cry” he mumbled quietly

“Yes you do, everyone does” I murmur “and that’s okay, you don’t have anything to prove”

He remained silent again. I began to trace patterns onto his back and waited a moment as I heard him swallow thickly and sniff lightly

“You will always be more of a man than he ever was” I whispered and he tensed somewhat

“He was always seen as a strong man” he murmured quietly, “in our village, when we were humans, he was seen as higher up”

I hummed in acknowledgment, not wanted to ask too many questions yet.

“He was good with a sword…and with an arrow, he was an excellent hunter.” He continued “he just…he wasn’t an excellent father”

“Was he cruel to all of you?” I asked and he paused a moment

“Yes…Rebekah not as much, it was very frowned upon to lay a hand on a girl even then. The village was small, he wouldn’t risk that kind of chat going around. Besides I don’t think any of us would have let him touch her” he explained

“But you, Kol, Elijah and Finn?”

“Finn was their angel, both my mother and father. Kol was smart, which is a stupid sentence but he knew how far he could push things. He knew how to get away with things. His was more verbal” he muttered, he paused more a moment and pulled me closer “Elijah was one of mother’s favourites, she adored him and tried to reason with Mikael to leave him be. He mainly only got hit if he defended me”

“Why you?” I asked confused “he didn’t even know you weren’t his until later?”

“I don’t…I don’t know” he whispered, his voice growing quieter “he just…despised me”

We remained silent for several more minutes, my fingers played with the baby hairs at the top of his neck while his face nuzzled my hair.

“I’m gonna turn the light off so we can go to sleep okay?” I whispered as I pulled away from his embrace. I leaned behind me and flicked the lamp off before turning back to him. His eyes were concentrated on pillow beside him in a daze. I laid back down and faced opposite him, my hand brushed over his hair gently while I listened to him sigh out and his lashes flutter. “I love you Niklaus” I whispered to him, his gaze was on mine in an instant with water building up over his eyes to have a glossy affect. I smiled sadly at him as his jaw clenched to keep his tears at bay. My hand held the side of his face and my thumb wiped the stray tear that ran down the side of his nose.

“I love you more” he uttered as a few more tears escaped his eyes and he curled forward so his face was facing down. His hands tugged the duvet to hide the majority of his face.

I ducked under the covers with him and moved closer, I pressed my lips to his forehead before pulling his face to rest against the top of my chest. He let out a hot breath of air before releasing a quiet sob, my eyes closed as I stroked through his curls. “He can’t hurt you anymore” I told him quietly

“He hurts me every day” he cried “I’m just like him sometimes” he choked “I hurt people”

“Not like he did, you are nothing like him. Not ever.” I disagreed while shaking my head “look at how you are with Hope, you would never, never harm her” I reminded “you protect her because you love her unconditionally”

“Why couldn’t he love me like that?” He sobbed and my heart squeezed in pain

“Because he should never have been a father. There are certain people in the world who are just cruel and should not be blessed with souls like yours in their lives”

His head shook as he clutched onto the shirt I wore. “I’m sorry” he whispered

“For what?” I asked confused

“For pushing you away” he mumbled “I didn’t mean to make it so hard to love me”

“None of that matters to me” I promised him “I knew that you struggled, I knew what I was doing. And everything is okay now isn’t it?”

“I would never hurt you” he whispered

“I know that” I reassured “did…did Mikael hurt your mother too?” I asked timidly

“No…I think maybe he manipulated her but he didn’t touch her”

“Did she hurt you? Apart from the curse?” I questioned unsure

“She…she weakened me and damaged my self worth. She stood by my father when he abused me and said nothing. I will never forgive her for leaving me to suffer at his hands, she knew what he did to me”

“What did he do to you?” I asked gently “if you don’t mind my asking” I added quickly

“He humiliated me. All of the time, he made sure I was seen as weak and insignificant to everyone that knew of our family. And then he would beat me if I ever suggested I was more than a rug for him to wipe his feet on.” His frown had deepened, his tone sounding a little angrier rather than sad at the memories “I was never good at anything, I squished berries to make art instead of hunting. I was a less than a man in his eyes, and I still am despite all I have accomplished. I am stronger than he is and yet he still sees me as worthless” he continued, my hand stroked his face as he spoke to calm his swarm of emotions.

“You know that he’s wrong though, right?” I checked quietly and he remained silent

“You are strong, yes, but being vulnerable sometimes doesn’t make you any less a man” I told him firmly “do you remember what you said that one time? That you are the thing lesser men fear?” I asked and he breathed out a laugh and nodded “well I believe that still stands to be true” I murmured and kissed his cheek “you are much more than any other, you always have been. Do not doubt that” I told him “Do not ever doubt yourself again because of one pathetic excuse of a person.”

[rere-the-writer]

Request; where yn is married to Elijah since they were human and he spoils her and everything and Hayley is every jealous. ( could you also add some good smut?) Tyy already ❤❤

A/N: had to redo as Tumblr had fucked up and post the request before I was even done.

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Protective!Elijah , Elijah just simping his wife, Jealous!Hayley, Angry!Elijah

1000+ years of marriage to one person would be too much for most but not to Elijah. This man lives for you and only you, Elijah gives you whatever you want. You had been with Elijah ever since you were human and married him on the first day of spring. You were a shield maiden from a neighboring village and your father and Mikael didn't like one another.

"You hold both Rebekah and Niklaus back. Both would be strong warriors if they were in my village." Your father often say to Mikael who inturn would glare.

"Do not tell me how to raise my children." Mikael would answer your father on the hunting trips. Mikael couldn't deny that you were a strong shield maiden, your father bragging you were the strongest in your village.

One thing both fathers agreed on one thing that was that you and Elijah were prefect for one another. Your mother agreed while Esther wanted Elijah to marry Tatia. You weren't the prefect lady for her son but to Mikael you were the one for Elijah.

"Elijah needs a strong woman behind him. Tatia is weak! That woman will only weaken Elijah." Mikael had yelled one night when your parents had came with you to meet with Mikael and Esther.

"I will not allow Elijah to marry some shield maiden! Tatia is better for Elijah!" Esther would scream back just as loud while you sat with Elijah who at first didn't want no one but Tatia. It only took one hunting trip with your father's and Elijah fell hard while you found him annoying.

The marriage was arranged, Esther was angry while Mikael was proud and worked on getting Finn married with your father suggesting another shield maiden. A year into your marriage, you fell for Elijah after he showed nothing but love and respect for you. When you both became vampires, your love for one another only intensify and the siblings saw first hand.

It only took one man to temporarily kill Elijah for you to lay to waste to everything. Elijah woke to a village on fire and you covered in blood with his siblings trying to calm you. Needless to say Elijah was both terrified and in awe of you. But Elijah was no better when a King thought he could just take you from Elijah after his knights killed his siblings and took you.

So that lead to the present, you felt Hayley's glare when your husband felt the need to kiss you. Hayley had never seen someone so devoted to one person until seeing Elijah with you. Kol would joke that maybe it was Elijah who was the one that was Sired and not you.

Marcel made a flirtatious comment about the dress you wore for Elijah and your darling husband swooped in claiming your mouth. You mewled against Elijah's mouth raking your fingers through his hair.

"Mine." Elijah growled just loud enough for Marcel to hear while the young vampire just chuckled. You smiled up at Elijah placing your hands on his chest.

"Always and Forever, my darling." You tell Elijah to calm him while you got his attention. You shivered feeling Elijah's fingers moving along your bare back. The dress left nothing to imagination that you bought with Rebekah who thought it would be cute on you.

"Such a daring dress my love." Elijah whispered in your ear enjoying how the dress showed off your assets nicely.

"A daring dress for my darling husband." You cooed kissing Elijah's nose watching his eyes darken and scooped you up. You squealed giggling wrapping your arms around Elijah's neck while Hayley's glare got darker.

When Hayley first met Elijah, you were still in Mystic Falls mothering Bonnie and Caroline so Hayley had no idea Elijah was married. Hayley flirted with Elijah which Elijah was oblivious too, since he had been with you for so long. The flirting didn't get past Rebekah and Klaus, they told Hayley to back off of Elijah and kept her away from Elijah until you came home.

"Elijah, come and help with the wolves?" Hayley asked stopping Elijah who was halfway up the stairs with you. Elijah looked at Hayley then back at you clearly tore between helping Hayley or ravishing you.

"I'll help her brother. Go spend time with your wife." Finn says knowing just what Hayley was up to and Elijah nodded turning to head up to your shared bedroom.

"Elijah said he'll help me." Hayley said hearing you let out a yelp as to Finn it sounded like Elijah couldn't wait.

"I'm aware but let him be with his wife." Finn said getting Hayley to follow him.

Hayley couldn't help but glare harder seeing you dressed in a beautiful navy blue dress. An art gala was thrown by Camille who talked Klaus into throwing to get the Factions come together. Hayley felt heat pool in her lower belly seeing Elijah in a dark suit his hair gelled back and clean shaven

"My my jealous are we?" Klaus couldn't help but coo, mocking Hayley while she glared at Klaus.

"No. I am not." Hayley growled watching Elijah walk with you while peppering you with kisses. Klaus smirked mischievously looking at Hayley deciding to have some fun. Klaus moved away from Hayley and compelled a man to flirt with you knowing how Elijah will act.

"Hey there pretty lady." The sleazy guy said leaning on the bar counter raking his eyes over your curves. Right away Elijah stopped his conversation with Finn and Vincent when he heard the guy flirt with his wife.

"I suggest you step away or my husband will tear your heart out." You warn the man who just smirked leaning closer towards you.

"Like you are already taken gorgeous. How ab...." the man could barely finish when Elijah's hand came around the man's neck.

"That is my wife you are touching." Elijah growled lowly moving the man away from you. Hayley swallowed watching Elijah feeling the need to squeeze her thighs together. The display of dominance that Elijah was showing while everyone watched Elijah kinda feeling bad for the guy.

"Elijah!" Camille had shouted worried that Elijah's actions would ruin the gala while Klaus frowned seeing Hayley look at Elijah even more hungrily. Klaus was kinda hoping that Elijah's actions would scare Hayley off but he was wrong.

Elijah let go of the man to not ruin Camille's hard work then turned to you, kissing you roughly. You moaned against Elijah's mouth wrapping your arms around his neck pressing closer. Elijah pulled away lifting you up to take you home and apologized to Camille on his way out.

It didn't take long for Elijah to undress you and to have you under him, your fingers were buried in his hair while his face was buried between your thighs. Elijah moaned against your center enjoying your taste having been addicted to burying his face between your thighs.

"Eli....I need...you." You whimpered your face flushed thighs shaking while Elijah pulled you closer to his face. You arched cumming on his tongue again making him moan.

"What if I want to just devour you all night?" Elijah asked tone husky while you looked down at him panting. Elijah was dripping with sex appeal, his shirt was open his hair was a mess, his chin dripping with your arousal.

"Then that is not fair to you." You sounded breathless shivering feeling Elijah's lips brush along your inner thighs. Your darling husband hummed that was what he loved about you, you never allowed him to just please you.

"Oh my sweet sweet wife, you are too good to me." Elijah said against your skin moving along your body. You whimpered when Elijah hiked your legs around his waist before sinking into your wet center. Elijah nipped and bit into your neck while he moved in you pinning your hands above your head.

"You feel just heavenly as always." Elijah growled grinding into you making you whine trying to pull free your wrists wanting to touch him.

"I want to....touch you Eli." You whined rolling your hips to meet his thrusts making him growl and got rougher.

Hayley felt jealousy flood her sitting in her room hearing your cries of pleasure and decided to take what she wanted. And Hayley wanted Elijah but knew she'll have to get rid of you.

"Elijah!" Elijah heard Freya's panicked tone and rushed down to find out what was wrong. Freya had asked you to help with a few witches that was threatening the family. When you were taken by surprise when a wolf had bitten you.

"What happened?!" Elijah asked eyes darkening lifting you up feeling the fever already raging though your body. Rebekah was on the phone calling Klaus to ask him to come home early.

"We were speaking to the witches when a wolf attacked us. And she stepped in to save me from being bit."

"Kol, get Hayley." Elijah said lowly laying you the bed gently placing a cool clothe on your forehead. Kol was quick to get Hayley while Freya was digging though her herbs to find something to help you.

"Elijah?" Hayley asked softly seeing Elijah holding you against his chest when the hallucinations had started. You had cling to Elijah feeling like you were human again, scared of the wolf pack.

"One of your wolves had gone rogue. They attacked Freya and Y/N." Elijah tells Hayley his attention back on you when you whimpered.

"Elías, pao eru úlfar." (Elijah, there are wolves.) You whispered making Elijah pause, it had been a long while since he heard you speak Icelandic. It only happened when you were truly afraid.

"Heyrirou vælio?" (Do you hear the howls?) You said gripping Elijah tightly shaking and Elijah felt his heart ache.

"Shhh my love, there are no wolves. I promise you that there are no wolves." Elijah said softly to calm you kissing your sweaty forehead. Hayley felt a little guilty but wanted Elijah and hoped Klaus wouldn't make it in time.

"But Elías one is in the bedroom." You whispered getting closer to Elijah and your husband looked to Hayley.

"She won't harm you. I trust her, she is like Niklaus." Elijah tells you softly making Hayley looked away. Klaus came rushing in panting having ran home not before killing the wolf that bit you. Right away Klaus fed you his blood and you fell asleep having felt very tired.

"A rogue wolf bit her?" Klaus questioned watching Elijah ran his fingers over your hair while Hayley bit her lip. Jealousy fill Hayley and angry that Klaus arrived just in time.

"Yes. Hayley has there been talks of unrest with the wolves?" Elijah asked rubbing your back hearing your whimpers in your sleep. Hayley swallowed looking at the Originals thinking of a lie.

"No." Hayley lied not knowing that Elijah knew that she was lying. Elijah narrowed his eyes at her then looked to your sleeping face seeing how calm you were.

"Alright." Elijah says letting it go for now and began to shower you with affection while Klaus lead Hayley out of the bedroom.

You were better but still weak so Elijah had been having you feed off him and Elijah had been spoiling you. Elijah decided to leave you in the care of Rebekah so he could talk to Hayley.

"Why did you lie to me?" Hayley jumped hearing Elijah's voice in the doorway of her cabin. Hayley looked over seeing a scary calm Elijah with no emotion on his face.

"What are you talking about?" Hayley questioned knowing Elijah couldn't come in her cabin which at the she didn't know if that was a good thing at the moment.

"That night my wife was bitten by one of your wolves. Your heart raced." Elijah said lowly angry with Hayley.

"I love you Elijah and I feel nothing but jealousy seeing Y/N with you. I just wanted you so badly." Hayley confessed watching Elijah frown stepping back from the doorway.

"I apologize Hayley but I van not return your feelings....I will also recommend you to stay for me for now on. I can not explain the rage a feel at the moment."

It didn't take the siblings long to notice Elijah's coldness to Hayley when she came to pick up Hope. Hayley walked into the Abattoir seeing Elijah leaning against the door frame. Elijah was watching you with a four year old Hope, you were smiling helping her stack blocks.

"Hey Elijah." Hayley said quietly shivering at the icy glare he gave her before looking back at you and Hope.

"Hayley." Elijah said coldly but soften when Hope made her way to her uncle. Elijah lifted the tot up kissing her little hand while you smiled adoring how soft Elijah gotten. You didn't know what Hayley could have done to earn Elijah's anger because Elijah wouldn't tell you.

"Ready to leave my sweet girl?" Elijah asked softly feeling Hope lay her head on his shoulder not wanting to leave just yet.

"It seems she doesn't want to leave her favorite uncle yet." You tease walking over kissing Elijah's cheek.

"She can stay another week. Besides I have to meet with other wolf packs." Hayley says watching Elijah with Hope.

"If you are sure Hayley? I'm sure Nik can meet with the wolves for you." You say smiling unaware of the jealousy Hayley held for you.

"No really it is fine." Hayley said lying to herself while Elijah looked at Hayley glaring. You nodded looking at Elijah who smiled sweetly at you taking you and Hope upstairs. Hayley frowned wishing that she had Elijah.

[krazykiki05]

TVD IMAGINE

"Okay! Okay. Um.... Drink... If you've slept with Y/N." Caroline dares. Elena scoffs.

"No ones going to drink." Elena rebuttals. Caroline smirks in Y/Ns direction.

Damon, Stefan, Elijah, Klaus, Jeremy, Matt, Rebekah, and Marcel all drink. Elena's mouth falls agape. Caroline laughs. Y/Nsnickers

"Wha-How-When!?" Proper words couldn't escape Elena.

"Yeah, good question... When?" Caroline asked. Stefan went first.

"Uh, 1890. She was a barmaid. The prettiest one." Stefan answered. Damon raised his hand like a kid in school.

"1905. Met in a library."

"Why we're you in a library?" Stefan asked his brother.

"Looking for food." Damon answered in a duh tone. It was Elijahs turn. The original chuckled at the silly game.

"Um, 1910. The cliche of meeting in a club." Elijah answered.

"1923 if I remember correctly. She was a nurse in a hospital when I was trying to grab some food. She spotted me and we made a deal." Marcel tries to hide his smile.

"1970s. Homosexuality was starting become common. There was actually a brief moment in history where I didn't know what I was. And Y/N happened to be there to help me find out." Rebekah answered. Elijah and Klaus look at each other, slightly grossed out all three of them kept with the same person.

"Uh, I was getting over Vicki. I was so numb I just needed to feel something." Matt answered. Jerry hits his arm lightly.

"Hey, mine was getting over Anna." Damon hisses.

"Ouch. How does it feeling being the rebound girl, twice?" Y/N smirks.

"Who says they weren't rebound boys." Jeremy and Matt fakes being shocked and hurt. Everyone turns to Klaus. The only one who hasn't answered.

"Every night for the past month." Everyone makes a sound of disgust, Damon went as far as fake gagging. Klaus kisses Y/N on the lips before leaning down next to her ear. "Although I don't know how I feel about you having slept with Marcel." Y/N rolls her eyes.

"How long has this been a thing!?" Damon asks.

"Appearantly a month." Jeremy answers.

[hyperactivewhore]

How did you feel with Hope’s and Rebekah’s interactions in legacies? I was really disappointed in Rebekah. I understand that Klaus and Hayley would’ve hated to see Hope without her humanity, but Rebekah had no right to say that Klaus would be disappointed in Hope. Hope has been through so much, and no one in her family seemed to care. Rebekah, and the rest of the mikaelsons, seemingly abandoned Hope - which would’ve disappointed Klaus, Hayley, and Elijah way more than Hope unwillingly turning off her humanity. Say what you will about Elijah, and you can say a lot because he was awful (especially towards Marcel), but he wouldn’t have allowed Hope to deal with malivore and a random god alone. It still makes me angry that the Mikaelsons helped Hope regain her humanity but scattered when she was in danger once more because of some idiotic god named Ken.

Rebekah got on my nerves so badly, to be honest. She showed up out of nowhere after years of no contact and she just expected Hope to be happy and not hold a grudge against the fact that they left her completely alone to die???

Honestly, the Mikaelson (and by this I mean Kol, Rebekah and Freya) did not care for Hope that much even in The Originals. They had set crazy expectations in her and once they saw Hope didn't fit their happily ever after, they dumped her.

I'm not saying they didn't love her because they clearly did, but they cared more about her being the redemption of their family/what she was supposed to "fix" way more than they cared for Hope herself: in my opinion, the only people who didn't see her as their redemption were Klaus and Hayley and don't get me wrong, Klaus was a shitty father but at least he along with Hayley never put any expectation in her.

I mean, Freya already expressed her little interest in making sure Hope kept her innocence as a kid in this conversation:

[HAYLEY: I've done plenty wrong in my life, Freya. But things are different now. I have a sweet little girl who's going around healing injured fireflies with her magic. If we're keeping someone captive in our barn, she's gonna have questions.

FREYA: Then tell her that the world's a bad place and that sometimes we have to do bad things to survive. She'll be safer if she learns that early.

HAYLEY: It's not her job to keep herself safe. It's mine. It's ours. And that includes protecting her innocence.

FREYA: She's a Mikaelson -- she can live without her innocence. She can't live without her family. She's a Mikaelson, and you're-]

And as any other Mikaelson loves doing, Freya made sure to remind her of why Hayley would never be actually part of her family: she doesn't share their blood. I mean, look at Hope; she does share their blood and yet they didn't give a damn about her, Freya didn't care about making sure she grew as normal as possible (extremely difficult with their lifestyle), Rebekah ditched Hope the moment she stopped being a baby because she couldn't live her fantasy of wanting to cosplay as a mother and Kol wasn't even allowed to be around her when she was a baby, and then they never actually developed a bond once she grew up.

Of course, this is controversial because in The Originals, judging by the phone call Hope has with Kol, the way she behaves around Freya and that line in Legacies about Rebekah teaching her how to dance, it is implied they were close enough to have a good relationship and that they did care for her. And she's even closer to Marcel, if we take into account how comfortable and happy they act with each other.

Freya did say she saw Hope as the kid she lost and of course, the moment she had a kid of her own she dumped her. Rebekah was obsessed with being a mother and yet it's proven time and time again to be a shitty person around kids: the grooming with Marcel, being mean to Elena and Caroline because she was jealous and not giving a damn about Hope once she grew up and then we have Kol, who funnily enough seems to be closer to her than Freya and Rebekah and of course Marcel, the person Hope loves more than any of her blood relatives lol.

Don't get me wrong, Legacies played a big part in the way the Mikaelson ruined their relationship with Hope, but I don't get why people act so surprised and hurt about their abandonment of her when there were already signs of this in The Originals. The only reason they even stayed together for a millennium was because of Elijah and because Klaus refused to let them go, so of course they would fall apart once they died.

And yes, I agree with the whole Elijah thing. He loved Hope a lot once he got to know her in season five and he would have never left her alone in the Salvatore school, but he would also never have allowed her to stay that long on it.

[lovely-des]

Being the daughter of Bonnie & Klaus includes

(Age: Newborn - 5)

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

You're a year younger than Hope

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

You learned magic from your mom, Freya, and Davina

You're a mommy's girl more than anything

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

You are equal parts your mother and father

Your favorite word in incendia or motus

You grow up with your mom, Hayley, and Hope

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

(Age: 6 - 17)

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

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

You moved back to New Orleans to be closer to family

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

You started making your own grimoire

You become close with Lizzie & Josie

You and Hope practically teach each other

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

When you were 13, you activated your werewolf side

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

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

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

Still at 14, you experienced the death of your father

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

You and Hope are distant from each other for 4 years

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

(18-now)

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

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

You and Hope quickly rebuild y'all relationship

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

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

You and Hope died laying in bed holding hands

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

[cancerian-woman]

A rough draft of an excerpt that belongs to this au:

“Good morning,” Bonnie whispered, peeping her head out on the back porch. Of course, this is where Klaus would be. Sitting on the deck, listening to the birds chirp while chatting with their daughter. “I was wondering where you two went. You know I hate the silence of a empty room.” 

Klaus was rocking an active two-month old Hazel. “Sorry, my love, the littlest witch had awoken and I couldn’t resist. She’s exquisite company.” After easing the infant gently inside her bassinet. Klaus’ sped from the rocking chair and back with Bonnie on his lap.

Klaus could list a heavy amount of things he missed with Hope. All of her firsts went to Rebekah. On and off fighting with Hayley upon Hope’s return. Missing four years of her life from Marcel’s prison. Now, he’s adding onto that time because of the hollow. Those are secrets and anguish from another life that he will hold until he can properly explain it to Bonnie.

“Sometimes I still can’t believe she’s real.” Bonnie replied, resting on Klaus’ torso as she holds Hazel in her arms examining her features as usual. She’d never be this tiny again. Brown skin, just like her mother’s. Green eyes inherited from her great-grandfather on her mother’s side. Maybe, the next will take up after Klaus.

“Yes, I carried her for months. Made plans with you for her nursery. The shopping—but that doesn’t matter! She’s here and perfect. Is it weird that everything I’ve ever done seems insignificant compared to her? I always wanted a full home so I didn’t feel alone.”

“No,” Klaus said, admiring the warmth that filled his body watching Hazel smile and coo back at her mother. “You were always saving the day. That doesn’t mean because you saved the day it gave you joy. Hazel, was and is your choice.”

Now that held some truth. Servant of nature is what a witch was supposed to be. Not everyone could be a Bennett witch even if Bonnie willingly gave her powers up.

“Caroline and Stefan emailed me. They want me to write the real history on Bennett witches for the boarding school.” Bonnie shrugged, lowering Hazel down to her breast to feed. While Klaus tugged her tank-top off her shoulder. “While Alaric is requesting talismans and other Bennett artifacts to show the students.”

“And, you don’t want that at all.” Klaus said, raising a brow. Not that he blamed her. A Bennett grimoire and a vial of blood in the wrong hands suddenly becomes a wild card for a supernatural.

“Absolutely not.” Bonnie agreed, cradling the curly head of her daughter. “I don’t think anyone else is deserving to write my family’s history but me.” She declared. “Giving up Bennett artifacts just sounds like an accident waiting to happen. Pictures exist for a reason.”

Kissing at Bonnie’s temple. “They could make a statue in your honor. I think that is just as fitting.”

“It is, since I’m the reason Mystic Falls isn’t a wiped out town on the map. A statue and plaque should’ve been made when the school was.”

“I could build one for you in our backyard,” Klaus remarks. “Right, in the center.”

“Can we put a raincheck on that statue? There’s a ritual Bennett witches perform after an infant is born. We do it during celestial events. I never had mine but I need Hazel to have hers. She’ll be sheltered by the spirits in all ways.”

Klaus’ eyes go wide for a moment. “I wasn’t aware those occurred. Ayana had four daughters and never practiced those.”

“You didn’t know she did those. It’s really private event. Witches of the past and present attend. The bloodline wants each off-spring prepared. All our daughter has to do is show up and be cute.”

“We can do anything you want.” Klaus agrees. Hope never had a coven of witches to shelter her upon birth and accept her immediately with open arms. If the ritual is performed on Hazel that can restrict the Hallow or anyone else for that matter from chasing after the Bennett’s.

“Our daughter should meet my wolf form.“ Klaus blurts out after.

“I think she’d like that.”

[honeybear-yammy]

Yammy's 1k Followers Celebration

I finally hit 1k followers again on my new blog! I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to release my 1k followers celebration event, I've just been really unmotivated recently. Thank you all so, so much for getting me to 1k followers. I would not have got this far if it was not for all of you. So, since I have been a little unmotivated and have had writers block recently, there isn't going to be as much prompts for this one because I don't think I will be able to have a lot of prompts because of that.

I will have smut and fluff prompts for my 1k followers event and I will put the rules for this event down below.

Event Start: Sunday, March 21st 2023

Event End: Sunday, March 26th 2023

Rules

I ask that everyone please follows these rules if you are going to participate in my 1k followers event.

You can only select from the characters that are listed on this post. I a character or fandom is not posted then I'm most likely not writing for them for this event but, you can still ask if you're curious.

Please only do one prompt per request because, since I have writers block I find it much harder to write for multiple prompts in one fic but, eventually I'll be back to doing more than one prompt in a fic.

Also some people do this anonamysly but, please don't spam me multiple requests whether its anon or not. It's very overwhelming and a little annoying. You can of course request more than one but, please no spam.

If I write a fic too short, please don't come at me for it. It just depends on how much of an idea I have for the fic for how long it's going to be and when fic requests aren't that detailed it makes it a little harder for me to write a long one so, I just don't know what lengths each fic is going to be until after I write it.

Please just follow these rules 💗💗

Fandoms/Characters

Outer Banks

John B Routledge

JJ Maybank

Pope Heyward

Kiara Carrera

Sarah Cameron

Rafe Cameron

Topper Thornton

Cleo

Outer Banks Cast

Chase Stokes

Rudy Pankow

Drew Starkey

Austin North

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Damon Salvatore

Stefan Salvatore

Katherine Pierce

Klaus Mikaelson

Elijah Mikaelson

Kol Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Elena Gilbert

Caroline Forbes

Bonnie Bennett

Enzo St. John

Marcel Gerard

Hayley Marshall

Euphoria

Rue Bennett

Maddy Perez

Cassie Howard

Nate Jacobs

Fezco

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Billy Hargrove

Eddie Munson

Jonathan Byers

Robin Buckley

Nancy Wheeler

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Sam Winchester

Smut Prompts

“You look so hot in my clothes.”

“You’re not going out in that outfit.”

“You want me to give your (phone, book, etc.) back? Make me.”

“Please just let me finish this level and I swear I’ll fuck you just how you like it.”

“I’m not jealous! It’s just… you’re mine.”

“You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, doll.”

“Don’t fucking touch what’s not yours.”

“Please, remind me again why we are having sex behind a tree?”

“God damnit! Now all I can think about is you licking my cock like it’s that ice cream cone.”

“Let me show you why you should stay in bed.”

“I see you’ve started without me.”

“You’re really going to make me beg for it?”

“Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?”

“This cock isn’t gonna suck itself.”

“You’re mine. I don’t share.”

Fluff Prompts

“You look so cute with your baby bump!”

“You look beautiful in anything.”

“May I have this dance?”

“Do you think it’s possible that I… might be… pregnant?”

“Thank you for making me a mommy.” “Thank you for making me a daddy.”

 “Every inch of you is breathtaking.”

“I’ve been excited to see you all day.”

 "I’ll keep you warm.”

“Are you my secret admirer? The one whose been sending me all those flowers and notes?”

“Can you pretend to be my partner for my friend’s wedding? I told them I’d have a plus one.”

 “Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.”

“You give my butterflies.”

“Wait! Baby, my lip gloss is all over your lips.”

“Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

“I wouldn’t change a thing about you.”

So I picked 30 prompts, 15 for both fluff and smut since that is all I feel like I can do at the moment. I look forward to seeing all of your requests and again I just wanted to say thank you for getting me to 1k again. Requests for the event will be opened for one week from now until next Sunday but, yeah lmao.

Tagging People Below

@pankhoeforlife @strokesofstokes @samxslaughter @drewbooooo @cecespeach @blueicequeen19 @gillybear17 @lovedetlost

[countrymusiclover]

75 - I Will Rescue You

Part 76

Gemini Runaway

@icefrye19 @secretdreamlandmentality

Laying on the bed in Jo’s apartment it had been a few days since we all learned that Kai was out of his prison world. Which wouldn’t be good for anyone. Flipping over onto my side I stared at the hologram crystal briefly. Reaching over I snatched it from the table and grasped it in my hands. “Missing me again, love?”

“More than words can describe.” I said back to the hologram of my husband laying beside me. His blue eyes poured into mine. “I just wish I could snap my fingers and have the cures. So that we could get back to each other.”

He sat up a little, holding his body up on his left elbow. “You haven’t talked about the progress, maybe that would make you feel better about this.”

“Fine. Let’s see, Hayley and Cami went in search of the cure for Freya’s poison and found that. But it still leaves Rebekah’s hex and the beast bites that Elijah and Kol have. Which according to you was created by the seven Crescent werewolf packs with their venom.” I sat up hugging my knees to my chest thinking back to my previous phone calls.

Klaus sent me a smile trying to be hopeful for me. “There you go. Then you’ve got one out of three. That’s better than nothing.”

“Maybe….” I sighed heavily resting my chin on my knees.

“Raelyn, what aren’t you saying that you want to say?”

“Nothing.” I fought back quickly.

He raised a brow at me as a warning. “Raelyn…tell me.”

Throwing my hands up in the air I began crying in front of the holographic version of the man I loved. “I miss you so much. I miss your touch, your lips, your voice whispering in my ear. I miss watching you tell the girls bedtime stories. I miss you being here when I have nightmares that my family will come for me. I…I miss having sex with you like you wouldn’t imagine. Klaus, I can’t breathe without you honestly. I miss your scent, I miss being in your arms. I…I freaking miss you so bad and there’s nothing I can do about it!”

“Rae, I know and I wish I could fix it.” He said with a disappointed smile. Since he was made from my memory of him he knew what I was thinking inside my head.

Burying my face in my hands I started crying again. Even if I could see him it wouldn’t make the pain go away until I got to physically be with him. “You say everything that he would say to me. But you’re not what I want. At first it helped but now…now it’s just torture. Reminding me what I can’t have because of Marcel. I hate him!” Clutching my hands into fists the lamp on the bedside table caught on fire.

“Love, the lamps on fire.” He pointed out where I glanced over my shoulder.

“Shit!” I cursed getting up waving it with the rug until it was put out. “See I can’t even do magic right without the real you!”

Klaus shifted on the bed sitting with his legs crossed. “Maybe it would help if you visited the real me.”

“What, you mean like astral projection? I….I don’t think that would make me feel better. I mean who knows what kind of torture Marcel is putting him - uh you though.” I shook my head no, reaching down and twirling the dog tag necklace he had given me that he always wore after I had traded his for my brothers necklace.

Hologram Klaus got to his feet vamping in front of me where we were almost chest to chest with each other. “You could give it a shot. If you wish to know, is this suffering all for nothing.”

“I never said anything like that. I…we did this to save his siblings.” I trailed off not liking where my brain was heading.

He placed his hands behind his back with a serious look on his face. “But you have thought about it. In case you have forgotten I am a projection created from your head.”

“Okay maybe I have thought it once or twice. But it doesn’t matter how many bad thoughts I’ve had. I would never trade their lives for mine with you.”

Klaus tilted his head closing the gap even more between us where if he were really here we would be close to kissing already. “Don’t underestimate the allure of darkness, Raelyn. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it.”

“I’m not afraid of the darkness. I married you even though you want everyone to fear your name. I have my own dark impulses that I have inside me.” I raised my head meeting his gaze. “Yet that’s not what this is about. Nik, you will never understand even if you are a creature inside my head.”

He smirked, tilting his head to the side. “If you aren’t then do the spell. You have something of mine. So there’s nothing stopping you.”

Vamping away from him I found some candles and sage that Jo had gotten for me and Jaocb to talk with Cami or Hayley when they weren’t here. Bending down on my knees I draw with the sage the symbols on the wooden floor. “Demitte moi, demitte moi.” Clutching my hand around Klaus’s necklace I closed my eyes focusing on him.

Opening my eyes I covered my mouth with my hands gasping in shock. “Oh my god.” Klaus was laying in the middle of a circle of salt barrier.

“Do you suffer, Niklaus, as my wife suffered? As my child suffered? Yeah, you do. But I do believe, at long last, your suffering is at an end.” One of his vampires walked up. He was surrounded by the other vampires that were formerly sired to him.

Walking around one of the pillars to hide so they couldn’t see me. I peaked around the corner mumbling to myself. “I will rip Marcel apart when I get back here!” Nik’s hair was extremely curly and he was bloody with chains attached to his neck, wrists and ankles.

The crowd started chanting. “Kill him!”

“Do you hear that? The people have spoken. Now, honor would dictate a request for your last words, but you deserve no such privilege.” The vampire was holding a sword in his hand now threatening my husband. “Instead, I want the last words you ever hear to be my solemn vow. I will find your daughters….and then take your wife. And when I do, I will eradicate your malignant bloodline from... this... earth.”

The vampire hit Klaus over the head with the sword, knocking him to the stone floor. When he got back up the vampire tried to take his head but Klaus swung his chains tripping him. My husband then bit down into his neck.

Two more vampires came into the circle seeing my husband had picked up the sword from the ground. Nik swings his chains forward wrapping them around the vamp’s wrist. He yanked him forward biting into his neck doing the same to the other, throwing them over the barrier.

“Well, who's next?!” Klaus shouted, holding the blade in his hand. He had blood dripping from his mouth looking between the group. “Oh, come on. Meet... your... maker.”

Marcel came behind him snapping his neck where I cursed, clutching my hands into fists. “Bastard!”

“Mmm. That is a nasty bite. The good news is, we have the cure. You see, keeping Klaus alive does come in handy. I keep him for his blood, in case the wolves get out of line. I keep him as collateral, in case his family comes back. I keep him, because I can. I put him down, I kept him down, and I am the only one that can stop him from coming after all of you. New Orleans is mine.” Marcel declared to the gang of vampires before he made them all leave the cave where Klaus was.

Rushing out from behind the column I dropped on my knees pressing my hands on the spell barrier even though I didn’t have my magic when I did projections like this. “Klaus, Klaus hey. It’s me, Nik!”

“R…Rae?” He blinked, his eyes opened, waking up from the neck snap. He lifted his head up shuffling toward the spell as much as he could. “What are you doing here?”

Pushing my hands against the spell. “I…I had to see you. These years have been torture.”

“You shouldn’t be here, love. Marcel will find you. And if finds out you are looking for curse-“

I cut him off, shaking my head. “Klaus stop it. I don’t want to worry about him now. I know the risks of being here and I’m willing to pay. But he won’t find me, I swear it.

“Oh Rae…” He tilted his head to the side with those weak puppy dog eyes.

Sniffing through tears noticing that he was still wearing Jacob’s necklace around his neck. I smiled wishing that I could break the spell between us and just fling my arms around him and never let go. “Is this always going to be our lives, Nik. Having to be separated by one of your enemies, cause I thought we were done after you killed Mikael, Esther and Dahlia.”

“Raelyn, I promise you this. We will be together again I know it.” He placed his hands on the barrier spell where our hands would cover each other if it wasn’t there.

Leaning my forehead down and he leaned his forehead forward too. “I believe you but I don’t want to spend a thousand years or an immortal lifetime without you. I…I love you so much and I will rescue you. I will always rescue you.”

“I love you too, Raelyn. Always and forever.” He whispered before he moved his head hearing someone coming down the stairs. “You need to go before he gets here. Just remember I love you.”

“I love you too.” Raising to my feet I waved my hand disappearing back into Jo’s apartment. A set of footsteps came running down the hallway where I glanced over my shoulder quickly seeing Missy.

“Mommy, we did it. We can talk to Auntie Bex and Freya. And uncles Elijah and Kol!” She cheers, throwing her fist in the air.

Brushing hair out of my eyes I tugged on her father’s necklace for strength. Sniffing up the tears that had fallen I wiped them away with my sleeves. “Oh cool honey. How about you show me.”

“Mommy, why were you crying?” She asked when I picked her up in my arms carrying her over my shoulder.

Shaking my head we headed into their room where Alina and Hope were sitting in a circle of sage chalk drawn on the ground with candles. “It’s nothing sweetheart. Now show me how you have started talking with them.” The other two grabbed my hands after taking Missy’s hands in theirs. Closing my eyes I knew one way or another we would get their father back.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

[nexvsvorti]

( danielle rose russell • she/they •  agender • twenty one •) did you hear every family has a legacy, and this is mine. i intend to fight for always and forever, even if it destroys me? it reminded me of hope mikaelson. rumor has it they’re from the future. they say they’re a tribrid, that explains why they’re loyal to the resistance. ( ghost, twenty nine, they/them, eastern ). 

basics.

full name: hope andrea mikaelson

alias: hope marshall

gender: agender

pronouns: they / them + she / her

date of birth: may 2nd

zodiac: taurus

species: tribrid (witch, werewolf, vampire)

occupation: mikaelson heiress; savior of the world (twice); co-leader of the resistance

birthplace: new orleans, lousianna

orientation: aroace, bisexual, biromantic + ambiamorous

languages: english, french, louisiana creole, louisiana french, latin, asl

family.

mother: hayley marshall-kenner

father: niklaus mikaelson (birth) & jackson kenner (step)

siblings: marcel gerard (adoptive)

birth order: youngest / only

significant other: single

education: salvatore boarding school & mikaelson family

hometown: new orleans, louisiana

current location: mystic falls, va

other relatives: freya mikaelson, finn mikaelson, elijah mikaelson, kol mikaelson, rebekah mikaelson, henrik mikaelson, dahlia, ester, mikael, ansel, keelin malraux, davina claire

mental.

weakness: ptsd, depression, severe abandonment issues

phobias: mild thanatophobia, loss of personal autonomy, mild claustrophobia, being abandoned, letting people down because she wasn't good enough

moral alignment: chaotic good & chaotic neutral ; neutral evil with no humanity

element: fire

positive: independent, resilient, intelligent, dauntless, observant, loyal, selfless

negative: stubborn, sarcastic, possessive, tempered, moody, mild superiority complex, aloof, secretive, unwilling to ask for help

physique.

face claim: danielle rose russell

eye color: blue

hair color: auburn / red

hair type/style: long, curly. varies in styles but always out of their face. carries a hair tie on their wrist at all times to tie up if needed.

height: 5' 1"

dominant hand: ambidextrous

tattoos: n/a

piercings: ears

marks: crescent birthmark on her right shoulder

style: relaxed and edgy; most notable items always seen: hayley’s stone necklace, the mikaelson family crest, and a wishbone necklace.

all of this comes from my carrd for hope! consider reading that for powers & weaknesses.

notes.

with no god arc / spear, hope instead shipped the only existing red oak stake to josie.

since the red oak doesn't CURRENTLY exist, there is no permanent way to kill hope. without the red oak, she can only be incapacitated.

[ambermarieleblanc]

About Me

Name: Amber Marie Leblanc

Nicknames: Elskan, love, sweetheart, Mikaelson Little human ( by all their enemies)

Age: 20 years old

Birthday: February 10th

Gender - Female

Pronouns: She / Her

Species : Human

Sexuality: Bisexual

Height: 5'2"

Languages spoken: English , Spanish, French, Aramic, Bulgarian, Latin , Icelandic

S/O : In a polyamorous relationship with Klaus, Elijah and Hayley

Timeline : Set after the events of The Original (No Legacies happened

Likes: Winter, Bake, wine, bourbon , rainy days, tease my mates, animals

Dislikes: hot days, trash, burnt and spicy food , lies

General →

• Hayley, Elijah, Klaus didn't die, obviously

• Rebekah and Freya are very close friends of mine and I get along well with the entire Original family, including Hope.

• Marcel and Klaus have a healthy father-son adopted relationship

+ more to be added in future

[elejahfanfic]

klena_

_dream of love

klaus x elena_

ft. elijah & tatia

a/n: a very au story. Klaus is not (yet) the big bad wolf. Elijah doesn't know he is a Mikaelson. He is Elijah Smith, as he was taken by a witch as a baby from Esther.

I always turn everything upside down.

This is a Klena love story.

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_the klena manip below is not mine.

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New York

Elijah Smith sat down at the table of his lavish penthouse apartment looking at the photo of his bride to be - Tatia Gilbert.

There was not a day that he didn't miss her. Not a day passed that he did not go to sleep with the thought of her or woke up with his heart beating for his loved one.

Though he had all the money in the world and had spent every possible way he could think of to find her, it seemed that some greater power was holding all his efforts back.

"Hey" Elena walked in the lounge, greeting her  her sister's fiance.

"Hello." Elijah said putting the photographs and letters back in a box.

"You didn't sleep." the brunette stated the obvious as Elijah's ragged look, and crinkled shirt were proof enough.

"Everything just - we were supposed to get married two years ago on this day. And - oh I wish she never went on that expedition."

"Yeah - but you know that she had to go. She breathed archeology. And she is such a free spirit." Elena said, her own heart aching for her twin sister.

"Yes. That is one reason I fell in love with her. She was so full of life," Elijah drew a sad breath,"and I don't believe that she is gone."

"And you think that they will help us find her? And that they would not want anything in return - just the amulet"

"I sincerely hope so. Right," Elijah got up and now took the box, "I will get some sleep. And - you can stay here as long as you like."

"Thanks. But I will look for an apartment. It's about time"

"Damon came looking for you, and I told him not to come calling here again. He was drunk and pretty violent."

"Thank you, Elijah. I am really sorry about - the idiot." Elena said apologetically.

"No problem. I am happy that you finally have opened your eyes regarding this guy." Elijah said.

Elena nodded and turned towards the big window, gazing out, her thoughts swayed to another man and the Ball in New Orleans. 

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New Orleans

Algiers

"What do you mean, you're packing your bags and going to New York? You don't know anyone there." Rebekah Mikaelson said to her half-brother stunned as he announced to the blonde that he was leaving.

"Marcel is there. I talked to him and he says that I can crash at his place till I got on my feet. If there is a place to make it as an artist it's there. I got to at least try. You are going away soon with your rich fiance and I will be left alone here anyway."

"Yes" Rebekah sighed, "you do. I don't know why you are not letting Stefan help you. He's got connections - he said that your paintings are good."

"You know how I feel about his snobby friends - and I want to make it on my own. Exhibit with a Gallery that finds your work worth the while. Get a proper art dealer." Kol said.

"I get you. You want to do it the hard way. And I respect that. But Stefan is a good guy -"

"Rebekah please - I know that he is - but - this is something I got to do by myself."

"All right," The blonde nodded, giving her brother a semi-hug, "I will definitely come and visit you."

"I am sure you will." Klaus put on a charming smile and now kissed his sister on a cheek as a small bye. 

"Here" Rebekah took out a wad of money from her purse, "please take this."

"Bex, I'm fine." Klaus refused the money.

"I know that you are. But New York is really expensive and - you will need this. You will give me all of it back when you are famous painter - with interest." Rebekah joked shoving the money in her brother's jacket.

"You bet I will. Thanks, sis." Klaus now took his bag hearing the horn of Jackson's car go. 

With tears in her eyes Rebekah motioned to the man to go and he left.

Well I've been out walking

I don't do that much talking these days

These days

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot to do

And all the times I had the chance to

...

I had a lover

I don't think I'll risk another these days

These days

And if I seem to be afraid

To live the life I have made in song

It's just that I've been losing so long

In the cab that headed to the airport, Klaus looked out of the window, his thoughts now fast escaping into a daydream.

He traces her lips lightly with the tip of his finger. As she pouts slightly he feels the urge to kiss it, to wrap her up in his arms and listen to her gentle breathing.

This feeling is so strange. Could it be love? No. Though it stretches throughout his whole body. It's overwhelming.  And yet strangely makes him feel complete. It feels like he is in a dangerous fire, yet completely safe at the same time.  It feels as though his heart is dancing around his chest. He feels so light, like he is on top of the world yet his heart is constricting and it feels as if there's no oxygen in his lungs.

It's strange – frightening even – how one can go from someone being a complete stranger, to then being completely infatuated by them and wondering how it ever was that one was able to live without them. 

Will he ever see her again?

[klausysworld]

can you do one where the reader breaks down because she feels like all her and klaus do is have sex and he doesn’t value her so he takes her out on a date to prove how much he loves her? thank you so much if you can, i know you get a lotttt of requests!!

I love you

I was currently sat in a hair salon with Rebekah, she said she was trying to make Marcel jealous so she needed her hair done, i decided i’d have mine styled too, Klaus would be more likely to notice me if i make myself prettier.

Sometimes he doesn’t really seem to pay much attention to me…he sort of just walks past, it’s kind of like i’m a ghost. Well until he’s horny and suddenly i’m the most interesting thing on the planet. If i wore something tight he’s already got his hands on me, mouth on mine and he’s telling me how much he loves me. I’m just not sure if it’s me or my body that he loves, would he leave me if he find someone better? Somebody with a little more curve to their shape? clearer skin? softer hair? maybe if i wore a little more makeup he’d be more appreciate?

“Hellooo?? Y/n you there? Hi, hey, thought i lost you for a minute there…are you okay? You’re um well you’re crying…” Rebekah’s eyes were wide and she had a tissue held out for me which i quickly took and dabbed my eyes

“no yea i’m fine sorry, was just lost in thought or whatever” she nodded but i knew she didn’t believe me, thankfully she moved on and we pretended that it didn’t happen

On the drive back home we fell into a silence which unfortunately she broke

“why were you upset earlier? You know you can tell me right? i can keep my mouth shut every now and then”

i sighed and glanced out the window silently debating whether to lie or not

“don’t lie, you know i can tell when you lie”

brilliant.

“it’s not a big deal” i muttered, i could already feel her eyes burning into my head

“it’s my stupid brother isn’t it? did he do something? say something? look whatever it is he probably didn’t think before he did it” her eyes rolled and she continued her ramble as i blanked her out and stared into space.

By the time we got back she seemed to be coming to an end of her rant

“…point is i think Marcel is lying to himself because he is so clearly in love with me” she stated as she jumped out the car. I stayed sat there for a second trying to comprehend how we went from me being upset to her and Marcel but ended up just shrugging it off and following her inside.

Later that day Klaus had come home, a brief glance my way before he made his way to his art room. I didn’t see him again until i was headed upstairs to sleep, he was already sat in the bed with his phone in hand and shirtless. Once i closed the door his head perked up and he tossed his phone to the side, a smirk forming on his face as he reached over and pulled me to sit next to him

“you look unbelievable today my love, utterly ravishing” he whispered huskily, already pinning me down so i was flat on my back and he hovering over me.

Despite the fact he was complimenting me i couldn’t help the way my eyes began to sting with tears.

His lips were on my neck and his hands sliding under my top, hips rolling against mine while i quietly wiped my eyes hoping i didn’t smudge my mascara.

“i wish i could have you like this forever” he whispered. While trailing his mouth further down my body. His eyes were focused on my breasts and hands smoothing over my thighs.

Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry.

He spread my legs wide and undid the button at the top of my shorts.

“i love you” he murmured while kissing down my torso and that seemed to do it. I sniffed a little too loud, a fear tears falling as his head shot up. Eyes wide and lips parted as he quickly redid the button up and fixed my top

“love- did i hurt you? what’s wrong?” he asked quickly, his hands holding my face as he sat up both up with me in his lap straddling him. My hands swiped at my cheeks aggressively to rid the myself the tears

“nothing, you didn’t do anything, i’m sorry i’ll just fix myself in the bathroom a second and we’ll carry on” I hurriedly pushed myself off of him and rushed into the bathroom, i went to lock the door but he was already pushing his way inside.

“y/n…you don’t have to be sorry for being upset…can you tell me what’s wrong?” he asked softly moving to touch my face but i automatically took a step back which instantly made me feel bad as i watched the hurt sink into his expressions

“nothing’s wrong just go back to bed and i’ll come back in a second, you can undress yourself to pass the time” i muttered looking at the floor, the sour tone i used made me wince and shut my eyes with a sigh

“did i touch you somewhere you didn’t like or something? love you need to tell me if i’ve hurt you, i’m not going to leave you when you’re crying, i love you” He was walking towards me and i couldn’t stop from moving back

“no you don’t” i whispered as my back his the wall and he came to a halt in front of me

“what? of course i do- Y/n would you look at me, i’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to do, if you want me to keep my hands to myself fine but please you can’t pretend i’m not here”

“why not? you always pretend i’m not there” my gaze returned to his, he was shocked, confused and somewhat annoyed which made me more pissed off than sad

“when have i ever acted like you weren’t there?” he asked a little harsher this time

“literally all the time Klaus! you barely speak to me, look at me, we don’t do anything together until you want me in your bed. I am not your personal whore Klaus, it’s the 21st century, if you just want a sex service you can go pay for it, heaven knows you can afford it” i could feel myself building walls back up around my heart, i wasn’t crying anymore, i wasn’t against the wall, we were in the middle of the room, i must’ve stepped forward a few times.

I waited for him to yell back, to call me a liar or to storm off but he just stood there silently, his eyes slowly softening and his brows pulling together as he took a step back to put distance between us

“y/n, i don’t think of you as anything like that…i’m sorry that i don’t pay you much attention, it’s not that i don’t value our relationship or don’t want ti be around you. I do love you, i love your body yes but i only learnt to love that after i had already given my heart to you. If you don’t want to have sex then we won’t but you have to tell me, i don’t want you saying yes because you feel like you have to, i ask for a reason. And spending more time together would be lovely but you forget that you rarely approach me either, you could join me in my art room whenever you like, i could paint you or draw you as well.”

“the only times i’ve come to your art room, you’ve painted me naked, please Klaus if you don’t actually love me just tell me i can’t do this, please don’t make me do this” i whispered, my hands now on my face as i felt the tears coming back.

Two arms were around me, one rubbing my back and another lightly scratching my scalp

“I love everything about you. I love the faces you pull when you silently judge people, i love how you deny that you do that and then gossip about it to Rebekah. I love that you throw a fit whenever there’s a spider and i have to kill it while you cling to my back, i love that you play your music unbelievably loud when you’re in the shower to drown out your own singing which isn’t as bad as you think. I love when you dress up but i also love when you wear sweatpants and a hoodie, no makeup and your hair a mess, i love the way your face rests when you sleep, the way you mutter random sentences when unconscious. I just love you”

my arms were now around his neck as i breathed him in, i wasn’t sure how much i believed him but i also knew that i loved him and he wouldn’t say everything if he didn’t mean it, he wouldn’t pay enough attention to those things if he didn’t care. If i was just there for his pleasure then he wouldn’t let me live in his house, become close to his family and do what i want.

“How about i take you out hm? We can do anything you want, we can go somewhere fancy if you’d like, a restaurant or something. Of you’d rather we stay in and eat greasy food in our pyjamas we can do that too” he offered while lifting me so my legs were around his waist while he picked out one of his tops and a some of my comfier underwear before placing me on the chair in the bathroom and pulling out the makeup wiped from the drawer

“can i think about it?” i asked quietly while he gently wiped at my face, i could see the foundation coming off on the cloth and i looked away, i had been wearing a lot more recently, and i could feel his distress as well

“of course you can, take as much time as you need” he whispered as he pulled out my pot of clay face mask. He carefully put my hair into a low ponytail and pushed the stray hairs back with the headband as he adjusted it on my head. He applied an even amount across my face before moving to take my top off, he faltered and hesitantly looked to me

“i won’t touch, i was just going to change your clothes, you can do it, i’ll wait in the other room” i grabbed his wrist before her could leave and kept him seated

“it’s fine, you can do it” i mumbled and he nodded with a small ‘okay’ before slipping my top off, eyes trained on my face as he made sure not to let the face mask on the new shirt he was pulling over my head. He then pulled my shorts and thong down my legs and into the laundry hamper before pulling the softer underwear up my thighs. He suddenly vanished before returning, now wearing joggers and a t-shirt.

“what would you like to do for fifteen minutes while we wait for this to dry?” he asked glancing at the pot to check he had the time right

“i dunno… you wanna read a book or something?” i think the disinterest if that idea was clear in my voice as my nose scrunched up

“well don’t you sound excited? Come on lets go get something to eat” He laughed as he scooped me into a bridal carry and ran at a human speed down the stairs to the kitchen making me giggle as i bounced in his arms. He spun me a few times before placing me on my feet and opening the fridge and humming

“we have…limited choices…we need to go shopping” he muttered, his voice showing disappointment as he closed the door and opened the cupboards

“biscuits? um…oh we have some chocolate, i can see marshmallows?” his head was basically in the cupboard as his hand dug around

“how’d you feel about making a hot chocolate with marshmallows for me to dip my biscuits in?” i asked with a big smile, looking at him with big eyes

“i can do that, let me just…” he shoved his entire arm to the side as he seemed to knock a bunch of things over before pulling it back out revealing the hot chocolate powder, he pulled everything he needed out before getting the milk pan out and pouring some in it. He turned the hob on and picked out two mugs.

We were now lead upstairs, my face mask had been washed off by the hybrid himself and he was now feeding me hot chocolate covered biscuits in bed.

“i think i know what we should do for a date” i told him as he stuffed a biscuit into his own mouth. He gestured for me to continue as he munched away

“well i think that- seeing as i always dress up and you turn up in jeans and a henley- that you should dress up in a tuxedo and i get to wear whatever i want, we’ll go to a restaurant for dinner and then come back and eat a shit tone of sweets for dessert, cakes, ice-cream whatever. Absolutely no sex, it’s off the table, we will watch a film and go to sleep, maybe a bath or shower if you can contain yourself around my naked body” he slowly nodded his head while he licked the remains of chocolate from his fingers

“tux, restaurant, dessert at home, no sex, bath, sleep. I can do all of those. When do you want me to book it for, and which restaurant? Also do you want to do online shopping or in store?“ he asked pulling out his phone and handing it to me, i pulled up my favourite place to eat and glanced at the dates available

“are you free Thursday?” i asked glancing at him

“i’m free any day you want” he mumbled as he ate another biscuit and i rolled my eyes, a smile pulling at my lips

“okay you wanna go at 6 or 7?”

“6, we can be there for up to an hour, takes 20 minutes to come back, we can get all the snacks together, bring the duvets downstairs and watch a film or two before having a bath and going to bed” he leaned over and clicked 6pm, we got the confirmation email and i switched over to do the online shopping

“online?” he questioned

“do you want to go in store? you hate when you get suck in the aisles because two people are chatting, a child is throwing tins of soup and an old person has left their thing in the middle” he blinked at me for a minute before smiling slightly

“i love you” he whispered, a grin now forming making me smile aswell

“i love you too”

By Thursday morning the food delivery had arrived, Klaus was filling the shelves with one hand and flipping a pancake with the other, i silently sat down at the kitchen island watching as he rushed about to grab different fruits from the fridge and cutting them up to put on top the pancakes, he quickly put some whipped cream on and some syrup before putting the kettle on. He slowly turned around placing the plate down before spinning back round to make two drinks, he was softly muttering to himself as he adjusted where everything was on the counter, still not realising i was there until he looked up. A small yelp left him as he jumped backwards making me burst out laughing

“jesus- how long have you been there!?”

“not long” i smiled and he pushed the plate towards me

“i don’t want you hungry but i also still want you hungry enough later for a luscious meal” he sat down opposite me watching intently as i took a bite of the food. To be fair it was pretty good and the pancakes had chocolate chips in them

“did you make ‘em or did you buy a mix?” i asked while covering my mouth with my hand

“made them of course, gosh who do you think i am?” he questioned dramatically with a hand over his heart

“my bad, my bad i forgot you were such a professional” he hummed and sipped his tea

“are we getting ready separately or together later?” he asked after i’d finished and we’d argued over who would wash up before Kol walked in and threw the plate on the floor declaring that it no longer mattered, Klaus made Kol clean it up.

“we can get ready together” i nodded and smiled at him slightly

“do you feel better…about everything?” he asked quietly while playing with my fingers

“i do…but i still worry that it’ll just go back to the way it was before..you know?” i looked down a little but his hands were now holding my face encouraging me to look at him

“i’m never going to treat you like that again, and if i ever were to make you feel less than you are i hope that you now feel comfortable enough to talk to me” he tone was soft but still somewhat firm while i rested my head in his warm hands

“thank you” i whispered, he leaned forward and kissed my head

“don’t thank me” he murmured

Finally it was time to leave, Klaus was very well dressed with his hair done properly and everything while i came down the stairs in jeans and a jumper, no makeup and my natural hair state.

“ready?” i asked and he practically beamed

“very much so” he whispered offering his hand for me to take

Once at the restaurant we ate, spoke about everything that had been going on in the world and payed we went for a small detour just wondering around the streets of the city. Neither of us had actually taken the time to appreciate it properly.

Once home we watched two films, my pick and then his while eating our chosen snacks before going upstairs

Klaus wasn’t sure about getting in the bath with me because he felt that id feel objectified if he looked at my body, i assure him that it was okay and we laid together for a little while, savouring the warmth of the bubble bath.

We now clung together in out bed, slowly drifting into sleep

“i love you y/n” he whispered against the top of my hair, his voice cracking slightly making me turn my head up, his eyes were glossy as he held onto me a little tighter

“i love you too…is everything okay?” i asked softly, wiping the stray tear that fell from his lashes away

“i’m really sorry you thought i was using you” he whispered and i pressed my lips to his

“it’s okay, just live in the now Nik, be happy for today, and everything that we’ve got right now”

“i love you”

“i know, i love you so much too”