#nikklaus mikaelson

[sunflowertwin-22]

Finnik: Hey Mum

Freya: Hey Nik how was your day?

Finnik: Well I after school I did my homework and studied the spell you gave me, but Andrea Nikkol was fussing so I put her in the fridge and cont-

Freya: YOU DID WHAT!!??

[oh-goddess-of-chaos]

can you make headcanons about yandere romantic Elijah mikaelson x fem reader

⠀ 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 – 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐣𝐚𝐡 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝒙 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ✧‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ (navi. & masterlist. & tag. )

「 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 」 somewhat suggestive thoughts, yandere themes such as kidnapping, controlling behavior, slight stockholm syndrome, forced affection, etc.

「 𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 .⁺ ˖ ⌒ ah, elijah, our favorite older brother. this one took a little longer to write, but i don't mind the outcome.

Elijah was nothing like Nikklaus.

He was not brash nor impatient, nor was he selfish or cruel. Rather, he was noble and tactful, always putting the needs of his family before himself. His loved ones were protected so long as he roamed the Earth.

Which is why he had no idea why every instinct told him to take you away to some unpopulated and safe location the very moment he saw you. Elijah was no stranger to sudden impulses - this was of no doubt. Being a vampire made sure of this. But this desire, this want, it was stronger than even his craving for human blood. It ate at his insides when he tried to ignore it, mauled at his flesh when he pushed it aside.

You were an angel. A living, breathing angel. Elijah was sure of this when he first spoke to you. Your voice was like honey, and the expression that rested on your face - sweet and pure. You held yourself with a beautiful poise and walked with a powerful gracefulness. You were simply so innocent. It's no wonder he thought so highly of you.

When Elijah introduced himself, however, he was shocked to find that you seemed to know a bit about vampires. Your ears perked up upon hearing that you were speaking to a Mikaelson, but your confidence didn't waver. Your voice didn't quiver, your hands didn't tremble. You knew he was an Original, yet you felt no fear. And it intrigued Elijah to no end.

You're different from Elijah's family. As much as he refuses to admit to himself, he knows they use him, discarding him when he's no longer helpful. But you? He could spend hours talking to you - depriving you of free time, or he could be giving you the most expensive of jewels, but none of it seemed to matter to you. You treat him all the same, remain with him even when he doesn't believe he has very much to offer.

Elijah often catches himself daydreaming about you when you're not there, imagining what it would be like if the emptiness at the side of the bed was filled by you, what it would be like to be able to touch a figure as vulnerable as yours at the darkest point of the night and bury his fangs deep into your neck. What a pleasure it would be to hear soft little moans escaping your mouth.

The more Elijah finds out about you, the more worried he grows. His mind flashes with thoughts of what his siblings would do to you if they knew of your extensive knowledge on his family. And, as worry often does, it grows into fear, then paranoia.

As you and Elijah developed a close bond (perhaps more), he becomes more and more concerned for your well-being. He berates you with questions of your whereabouts when he doesn't know where you are or when you return from somewhere he could not find you.

But you construte it all for Elijah's protectiveness. Or, more specifically, overprotectiveness. So, in some sense, you appreciated it - his absolute desire to keep you safe. You appreciated feeling like you always had someone to look to for protection.

Elijah's concern gets to a point when he doesn't allow you out of your home, instead insisting that you live with him so he can keep an eye on you. And, even though you refuse at first, he manages to convince you that it's for the best, so you move in with him.

Things from there are quite domestic. Elijah enjoys having you around the house, being able to cook you dinner, provide you with a comfortable bed, and anything else of the sort.

It doesn't take long for Elijah to finally admit that he fancies you, and when he does, you just smile at him for what feels like an eternity before stealing a kiss from his soft lips. You simply couldn't deprive yourself of the opportunity.

The dynamic between the two of you then grows into one similar to that of a wife and husband.

He loves to feed on you, though he can never quite contain himself, so he feeds from your wrist, staring at your eyes the entire time so he can detect the faintest bit of tiredness in your eyes and stop immediately. These moments are quite intimate, nothing but silence and the presence of each other surrounding the both of you.

Whenever you do leave the house (no matter how rare this is), Elijah makes a point of having you feed on his blood. He loves seeing the way that a little human like you grips on his wrist tightly while feeding on him, how you look so dependent on him. It's utterly adorable.

Of course, Elijah tends to get jealous, more so than most men, but it's nothing you consciously suffer from - only the people foolish enough to touch you do. After all, you belong to Elijah, and he isn't intent on sharing you.

The more time spent with Elijah, the less you see your friends. At first, he simply persuades you that you should spend more time with him, but as you grow to miss them more and more, Elijah begins to plant seeds in your mind of your friends' toxicity and that they don't care about you, either way, since they obviously haven't come looking for you.

He, of course, leaves out the part where he threatened them that, if they were to reach out to you or look for you, they'd be dead before they could even think to utter your name. But it doesn't matter! They don't deserve you, either way - you were much too good for the likes of them. You deserved to be treated like a goddess, be worshiped at an altar, not slum around with mere mortals.

For the longest time you followed Elijah's advice. You hardly, if ever, spoke or engaged in conversation with even your closest of friends, only leaving the house if Elijah was with you or knew exactly of your whereabouts.

But, at some point, you decide that spending time with exclusively one person isn’t enough. You hadn’t even seen your family in person since you’d last moved in with Elijah. So, even though you feel horrible, you sneak out of the house to spend time with friends while Elijah is out. You knew he’d be angry if he found out, but you needed this. You just wanted to let loose without his looming presence. You loved him, but he could be overbearing. 

When you come home late at night, however, you're mortified when you see Elijah sitting on the couch, clearly waiting for you, his demeanor eerily calm. At first you begin to apologize profusely and try to explain yourself, but Elijah is quick to cut you off and tell you to take a shower since you reek of alcohol.

Elijah beelines straight for the front door the moment you're out of sight. He's disappointed. He thought he’d taught you better than this. Sneaking out while he was away? It was a teenager’s act.

You had broken Elijah's trust - something he's never taken lightly. He had once thought he could confide in you and believe your word, but he was most obviously mistaken. So, locking the front door, he takes the necessary precautions to keep you safe. Even though this technically violates Elijah's moral code, he truly couldn't care less. Your safety is more important, your freedom be damned. Besides, if he gives you your freedom, you'll be dead within a matter of days, so it would be pointless. Elijah was sure of this. This way was better. You may get angry, but you'd get over it eventually.

Elijah is very, very patient with you at the start. He knows it's going to be hard for you to accustom yourself to seeing this new side of him, but he knows you'll give in eventually.

So he spoils you with jewels, dresses, and other priceless items - though he never gives you what you truly desire: your freedom.

From there, Elijah completely isolates you from the outside world. Your only social interactions consist of him, and when you give him an especially hard time, he locks you in your shared bedroom for hours. When he finally does come back, you find yourself unwillingly excited to finally be near him. Despite what he's done, he's the only social contact you have, leading you to become dependent on him quite quickly.

Elijah tries to make everything seem as though it's still normal. He still cooks for you everyday, still embraces you in his arms tenderly at night, still enjoys watching you go about your daily tasks whenever he's with you.

But, at some point, even the noble gentlemen loses some of his patience if you're particularly ignorant of his presence. So, the original forces intimacy on you - whether it be simply cuddling with you while watching a movie or making out with you when you're particularly defiant to his touch.

You escaping, if you were to ever try, would most likely be the single worst thing you could do to bring forth Elijah's wrath. He not a violent person by nature - not to the people he loves, at the very least - but trying to escape would, no doubt, easily rile him up.

He drags you back roughly, not daring to lay a finger on you though not making the journey very comfortable. After this, he isolates you for days on end, bringing in food without saying a word while you're asleep.

When he finally decides that your punishment is over, Elijah takes every opportunity to scold you and to tell you how bad you've been. He does not hold himself back by describing what could have happened had his family found you, and what a bad girl you'd been, as if you were a pet of his.

Even though you're trying to stay strong, as the days go on and on, you find yourself letting your guard down and warming up to Elijah. You simply can't help yourself. He's been the only one to provide with with solace on weary nights, to make your life feel somewhat normal.

And, besides, all Elijah wants to do is protect you! He's practically saving your life by keeping you in his home, safe from the dangers of the outside world. It's far too risky for you to go out there, anyway.

And Elijah truly does love you - his innocent, naive little human. And, if his end goal is merely to keep you alive, what could be so wrong with such a thing?

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[snowflakeanimelover]

hello, can you make an imagination for yandere Elijah Mikaelson from Elijah's point of view when he met y/n (she is a friend of elena) it would be interesting to see yandere's point of view and his thoughts.🤩

Oooo very interesting request! I’ll do my best and I hope it will be good!

Relationship: Elijah Mikaelson x Female Reader

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries

Warnings: YANDERE, Elijah's point of view, obsession, vampires being vampires, reader is human

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A Must Have

A sudden urge to fix my tie interrupted the conversation. My hand moved on its own as it messed with the dark blue tie that was around my neck. It suddenly felt hot. My clothes felt as if they were molding with my skin. I gulped down the tight knot in my throat. 

“Elijah?” A voice brings me back to reality. Flitting my eyes to the woman in front me, I remembered what I was doing. “Are you okay?” Elena asks me, her voice as soft as it ever was. I still wondered why a supernatural human like her was being so kind to an original vampire like me. It still amazed me to this day how much she refused to acknowledge the danger that surrounds me.

I nod, almost hesitating to answer her honestly. No, I’m not okay, is what I wanted to say. Instead, I lift my eyes back to the woman just on the other side of the room. “Yes, I’m just fine.” Although those were the words that came out of my mouth, the odd look Elena gave me from the corner of my eye told me she didn’t believe a word. I refrained from saying anything further, and so did she. 

I was nervous, for the first time in a long time, about someone else. A girl I never thought I’d think so much about was standing with my brother in the room. She looked to be nervous around Klaus, her hands fidgeting with each other as she avoided his eye contact. Klaus, on the other hand, was infatuated with her. I remember him telling me how much the girl interested him.

“Excuse me.” I tell Elena, the words flying out of my mouth without thinking. My feet bring me to my brother and (Y/N). “Hello, Nikklaus.” I greet my younger brother. 

“Ah, Elijah. Was your talk with little Gilbert pleasing?” He asks.

I unconsciously took a step closer to (Y/N), almost standing in front of her. Protect, was the only word running through my mind. She belongs to me.

“It seems that way. Shall we go, brother? Our business here is done.” I say, genuinely hoping he’ll take the bait and leave.

Klaus smiled at me, a smile I know too well. “You’re right. I do have some other business to take care of.”

“With my promise to Elena, I’ll be taking them home before I meet up with you.” True to my word with the doppelganger girl, to protect her and her friends until the vampire threat has been calmed down, I smile at my brother as he leaves without hesitation. 

With quick wit, I slip my phone out of my suit pocket, dialing a phone number I remember. Damon Salvatore answers the call, to my slight surprise, and greets me sarcastically. “Elena is here. I’d consider that you come and pick her up.” And with that, I end the call.

“Um, Elijah?” (Y/N)’s voice sends a shiver down my spine. I turn to her as I put my phone away. “Thank you.”

I couldn’t help but to feel warmth spread in my dead heart. The innocent look she gave me made me want to kiss her right then and there. Restraining my obsessive side, I straighten my suit jacket. “Whatever for?”

“You saw that I was nervous, right? Klaus makes me…feel unnerving when he’s around.”

“A common feeling, I assure you.” I smile at her. I turned to Elena, who just approached. “Elena, your ride will be here soon. I called Damon to pick you up.”

She looked shocked by my words. “What? What about (Y/N)?” She enquires about her friend. 

“I’ll be taking her home.” I say, gently taking a hold of (Y/N)’s arm to lead her to my car. I left Elena alone, knowing full well Damon will be there no later than a minute to take her home. I need to be with her for a bit longer. Just looking at her from across the room wasn’t enough for me. I need to be close. I need to talk to her for a bit. I need to be alone with her.

It was silent in the car until we arrived at her home. I followed her in, the girl inviting me in a while back, and closed the door behind me. “Thanks for taking me home.” She says.

I look at her fondly, not answering as I study her. Her smile, her perfectly soft skin, her beautifully bright eyes, and her kindness. I needed all of it for myself. No one else can have her. I gently cupped her cheeks with my hands, noticing the way she flinched and tried to get away in a panic when I did so. I managed to catch her before she could get away, looking her straight in the eyes. 

“Don’t allow anyone inside but me in your home. Eat dinner and go to bed. Wait for me in the morning.” They were simple demands I gave her. Ones that I give her everyday. 

I will protect her. No one can have her, but me.

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[wayward-nephilim]

Sorry (To My Unknown Lover) // Klaus Mikaelson

You and Klaus have been in love for two hundred years and you’re just now realizing it

A/N: This imagine is based off of the song Sorry by Halsey and I feel like it describes a relationship with Klaus, buy hey, that’s just me. I loved writing this and if you guys think that I should continue writing more imagines/one shots you should direct message me on here because I’d love to write more.

Warnings: Angst

Rousseau’s was filled with people, most people that I saw everyday, others were new tourists. And my eyes fell onto a pair of familiar ones. He wore a stoic look, if feeling any emotion not letting them come through. I sat down at the grand piano on the stage and adjusted the mic coughing to clear my throat so it didn’t crack as I spoke. “The song I’m about to sing is for someone special.. I’m sorry.” I said the last part out of the mic but I knew he heard it. I took a deep breath before starting.

“I’ve missed your calls for months it seems

Don’t realize how mean I can be

‘Cause I can somehow treat the people That I love like jewelry

‘Cause I can change my mind each day I didn’t mean to try you on

But I still know your birthday

And your mother’s favorite song”

I made I contact with him, his face slowly saddening as a frown crept onto his face.

“So I’m sorry to my unknown lover


Sorry that I can’t believe that anybody ever really


Starts to fall in love with me


Sorry to my unknown lover


Sorry I could be so blind


Didn’t mean to leave you


And all of the things that we had behind”

I let every single emotion I’ve had for the last two hundred years that consisted of Klaus pour out into the song, struggling to hold back my tears. And fighting to make sure that my voice didn’t crack.

“I run away when things are good

And never really understood

The way you laid your eyes on me

In ways that no one ever could

And so it seems I broke your heart

My ignorance has struck again I failed to see it from the start

And tore you open 'til the end”

Klaus looked like he couldn’t handle anymore, his jaw was clenched, and he looked like he was about to cry. And that broke me, I let the tears I was holding in spill out. But my voice stayed strong.

“And someone will love you

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

But someone isn’t me Someone will love you

Someone will love you

Someone will love you

But someone isn’t me”

This is when he turned away and walked out of Rousseau’s. I stopped playing and took a deep breath, the song was over and it felt like an eternity. I looked out to the small crowd and they were all cheering for me, I quickly nodded and walked off of the stage running after Klaus. He must have heard my footsteps because he stopped and turned.

“Are you okay?” I asked knowing he wasn’t, but it’s still an instinct everyone gets.

“I’m wonderful! I just found out that the woman I’m in love with isn’t in love with me!” He shouted, and my heart broke even more, “You led me and I followed you like a fool! I let the love I feel for you weaken me, you made me vulnerable. I was so blinded by love I didn’t realize that you didn’t feel what I felt.”

“Klaus… I-”

“No, I’m a fool! I let you in, it was a mistake. You were a mistake.” He turned walking away, the words “You were a mistake” broke my heart into two, but I wasn’t ready to let him go because I knew he didn’t mean it.

“I love you!” I called out, 

“What did you say?” He turned back, clearly baffled by my words.

“I love you! And I’m a mess, I know. I’ve got my own stuff to deal with, I’m scared of commitment because if I let you in, if I let you love me, let me love you.. there is a chance that you’ll leave me like everyone else. I’ve been hurt by too many people. My parents abandoned me, my siblings turned their back on me, every man that has walked into my life has left me. And I failed to see that none of them were you, and for reasons unknown you always stayed. You were always there to pick me back up when they’d break my heart. And when you left me all those years ago you took a part of me with you. If I let you in, you have to promise that you’ll never leave. I don’t want to get hurt again, please don’t hurt me.”

He stepped closer to me, and normally I would’ve pulled away but I let him place his hands on either side of my face. “I could never abandon you, never leave you and I could definatly never hurt you, not physically nor emotionally. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t.”

Tears were running down my face, “Promise me.” My voice cracked,

“I, Nikklaus Mikaelson, could never–will never leave you, I will never hurt you, (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), as long as I am alive.”

I sniffled, “We’re both broken beyond repair.” I said putting my forehead to his, “But I’m ready for this.”

he pulled my face to his and our lips met. This was the most soft and passionate kiss I’ve ever had. It took me two hundred years to realize that I was hopelessly in love with Klaus Mikaelson.

“I love you.. Always and forever.” 

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Virgin Mary 2.0 PT.II//Elijah Mikaelson (Series discontinued)

Part 1!     Part 2!     Part 3!

“Hardy har har.” You said sarcastically, looking up at who you assumed was Klaus.

“(Y/N)!” You heard Hayley shout. 

Turning around you say her running towards you at full force, arms wide open. She ran into you full force, her face buried in the crook of your neck. 

“I haven’t seen you in, what, 10 years?” You said, smiling at your sister. 

“I can’t believe it’s been that long.” She said. 

“Now that the family reunion is over I have to go for a drink with Marcel. So if will, please move out of the way.” Klaus said leaving the house. 

“Now, we have to find out what Nikklaus has done to Elijah. Both of you are going to help me.” Rebeckah said giving you and your sister a smile before leading you to a spiral staircase. “The govenor had many secret rooms in this house, let me sho you his favourite.” 

“You think that Klaus killed him.” Hayley said looking around the dusty room. 

“They can’t be killed Hayley, but you can be put in a deep sleep, right?” You asked, hoping that all the stories Rebeckah told you were coming to use. 

“Right, and here’s my coffin.” Rebeckah said pointing her flash light at it.

“He keeps your coffins on stand by?” Hayley asked in disbelief.

“Nik likes to be prepared if we ever decide to go against him.” She said.

“I’m gessing the other one is Elijah’s? And he’s obviously not in there.” You swiping your finger on the top.

“I feel sick.” Your sister said. 

“Welcome to the family, you should’ve run after you realized Elijah was gone.” Rebeckah said. 

“What about me? You’re the one who brought me here.Should I have stayed home?” You asked Rebeckah, incredulous to what she was saying.

“Yes, but I needed to know you were safe so I made you come with me. I can’t take risks with the baby.” She explained. 

“Also the witches put a spell on me, as long as I’m pregnant with this baby, I can’t leave New Orleans. If I do, they kill me.” Hayley said, cradling her stomach.

“Knowing my brother, he’s already planned a box for you the second you give birth to his child, now (Y/N), Elijah’s probably going to protect you and the baby so you’re safe.” Rebeckah said, continuing her search. 

You had just woken up from your nap when you heard the faint sound of Klaus yelling. You walked down the stairs only to see Klaus holding your sister against the wall by her neck. 

“YO! Klaus! Let go of my sister! Whatever she’s done or was going to do, there was a reason behind it.” You exclaimed trying to get off of her.

“Keep your hands off her! You keep saying that you don’t want this child, but the second she tries to get rid it? You know it’s okay to want something.” Rebeckah said, calming down her brother.

“I gave Elijah to Marcel.” Klaus said, after calming down. 

“Pardon?” Rebeckah asked.

“He was nervous about having two Originals in the town, so I used Elijah as a peace offering.” Klaus said.

“You bartered our brother?” Rebeckah said, in disbelief.

“I have a plan. Gain Marcel’s trust, dismantle his empire, honor Elijah’s wish that the babies will be born. I’m executing the plan the only way I know.” Klaus said, before leaving.

“If you know that Elijah’s with Marcel, why not go get him now?” You asked.

“If I cross my brother, I’m going straight to my coffin.” Rebeckah said.

“I found these under your coffin.” Hayley said, showing some silver daggers to Rebeckah. 

“I’m going to get my brother back, I’ll see you ladies soon.” 

You were in your room when you saw Klaus walk into Hayley’s room. Curious as to why the big bad Hybrid went into her room you followed. You saw him reach into Hayley’s bag and pull out the flask of wolfsbane. 

“She didn’t use it.” You said, leaning against the door frame.

“You’re awake?” Klaus asked, shocked.

“Ya well I think we can both agree that it’s like a swamp sauna in this house. I didn’t sleep all night and I saw (Y/N) drawing all night on the balcony, it’s so bad in here.” Hayley said.

“What stopped you from using it?” He asked the question I wanted to ask.

“I couldn’t abandon this child like we were.” Hayley said, looking at you.

“I’m going to eat breakfast while you two sort out your little thing.” You said, leaving them to go to the kitchen.

“Hey (Y/N)? Do you know where Klaus is?” Rebeckah asked, just opening the front door.

“Right here, sister.” Klaus said behind you. 

“You were right, Cami, that girl. She’s the key. I got to see the secret weapon.” Rebeckah said.

 “Well? What is it?” You asked.

“Not a what. A who. A girl named Davina, she’s got to be less than sixteen and yet I haven’t felt power like that before.” She said.

“Great! Well? Where is she?” Klaus asked.

“That clever bitch, she wiped my memory.” Rebeckah said, the hope you had of finding the man who’s baby’s in your stomach, disappearing.

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Enchanting

"I HIRED HIM TO PROTECT YOU, NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU!!"

Rebekah flinched, no matter how much she tried to deny it she was scared of Nik.

"But Marcel is diffrent Nik-" Rebekah protested weakly but he interrupted her.

"Oh come off it sister, they all are the same," Nik said knocking back the Burbon in his hand and pouring himself another.

"I'm going to Hayley's for the night, we have an assignment to catch up on, " Rebekah said quickly as she left the room, her brother staring regretfully after her retreating back.

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Klaus in 1x16

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The Originals: My poor Klaus

Honestly after this episode every bad thing Klaus did vanished from my mind..Klaus would never do to Rebecca what she did him.

Everyone goes around mad about the shit Klaus did to them but look at what they did to him.

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He's your first love. I intend to be your last, however long it takes.

Klaus Mikaelson

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1x07 "Bloodletting"

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"Family is power Nikklaus..."

Elijah Mikaelson