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Abandoned Part 13

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12

Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader:

After her friends and boyfriend continuously leave her in danger and abandon every plan she makes for them the Originals slowly mend her breaking heart. The gang’s enemies become her friends with her and they don’t know how to feel about it. The last straw is walking in and seeing her boyfriend cheating on her and she runs to the ones who always care for her. What will the gang do when they lose something irreplaceable?

I know that this has been a long time coming and I can only hope that it lives up to what you expected! I have questions do you want redemption for anyone? Caroline? Bonnie? Stefan? (Those are the main three that I can think of, or do you want them to also be dragged down with Elena and Damon? Do you wnat to see Alaric betray Y/N?)

Y/N & Klaus:

Y/N woke up with thumping in her head from all the drinking and fun Kat, Kai and she had. She let out a small whine looking around and noting she was in Klaus’ bed but not 100% certain how she got there. Flashes of the night before coming to her mind as she slowly began to wake. She was remembering the talking and joking with everyone and Y/N couldn’t help the fond smile that came to her lips. 

She remembered a light feeling filling her chest as she realized this is what it felt like to have a family. It was a feeling that she hadn’t felt since her brother and it made her feel emotional, burying her head further into the warmth of Klaus’ bed. She felt emotionally exhausted, she had been through so much in so little time she didn’t really know what to do with herself.

Y/N licked her lips feeling the dryness in her throat from the night of laughing, drinking, singing. The ding from her phone notifies her that she just received a message. She let out a loud groan making Klaus chuckle. She blindly looked for her phone and on the screen she saw a notification from Alaric. 

Can we meet? I want to talk about everything. Ric.

She had no idea what this meeting could be about but she was going to be cautious because as much as Ric is a father to her he is also Damon’s best friend. She didn’t want to be guilted back… she didn’t want to sever another tie. She couldn’t help the distrust she felt towards Alaric, he was Elena’s guardian and Damon’s best friend… she knew that no matter what he would always do what’s best for them and as much as she hated herself for thinking it she knew that she would never be able to trust him again.

Y/N didn’t want to have to get up and deal with this. She sighed as she felt Klaus’ finger trailing up and down her back and she sighed in contentment. She knew that the fun and laughter wouldn’t last forever, but she was hoping for more than just one day.

“Come on Love, we both know you can’t hide from this. It’s better to deal with it now than later.” Klaus softly encouraged her and she groaned in response knowing that he was right, but it didn’t mean that she wanted to deal with it. The thought of burying herself under a mountain of blankets or running away seemed to be a lot more appealing than actually having to face it.

“Can’t we just hide away for the day and pretend that everything is fine and I can nurse my hangover.” Y/N grumbled receiving another chuckle from Klaus and she knew he was grinning at her and she pinched his side making him yelp in surprise making her grin up at him. This is where she wanted to be and stay, in his warmth and she knew that it was too soon after Damon and she wasn’t looking to start anything new yet, but she just wanted to stop time and stay here with Klaus.

“You are a dangerous little thing.” Klaus growls and starts to tickle her resulting in her trying to push and kick him away as she shrieks. Klaus' chest filled with warmth at her smiling face and shrieks of laughter, this is where she was always meant to be with him… and sometimes under him!

“I’m sorry.” She pants and Klaus finally gives in, Y/N pouts at him as he grins triumphantly. “Meanie.”

“Come on, up you get!” Klaus rolled out of bed and Y/N reluctantly got up and walked into the bathroom to start her day. For the first time looking in the mirror, she looked at herself and she didn’t look tired… well she looked hungover, but there was a glow about her. It was the glow of happiness, love and hope.

Klaus knew this was the perfect time to get some planning done, he wouldn’t let her go alone knowing that the Scooby Gang might try something. So, he decided to send Hayley, Tyler and Enzo a text letting them know what was happening and also to ask them if they would go just in case.

Alaric & Y/N:

Y/N slipped into the booth opposite Alaric. Y/N knew Tyler, Enzo and Haley were in the Grill watching and keeping an eye out for anything to happen. Hayley had become more protective of her little sister. It filled Y/N with that warmth that she had been seeking for so long and she didn’t mind one bit. But, she also knew that it was Klaus’ doing as well, he had become more protective too. She knew it was because he had seen her cry more in the last couple of days than she has in the whole time of them knowing each other and she knew that left him on edge… it actually left all of them on edge. Y/N isn’t usually a crier… well she just doesn’t cry in front of people.

“I see you brought company.” Alaric laughed softly, he was nervous about it. He didn’t know what Tyler and Enzo might do since it was clear the side that they had picked. But, he wasn’t all that surprised about it all. Tyler and Y/N had always been close from the moment that he first met them at the school, you could normally find the two together at some sort of mischief, but Enzo was new. Enzo was Damon’s oldest and closest friend, but somehow he got pulled into Y/N’s and Tyler’s mischievous ways and that was all there was. Enzo had taken to both of them as a sort of big brother role, he would always look out for the pair much as they looked out for him.

“They’re protective.” Y/N rolled her eyes but Alaric saw the small smile. It was contentment, he could see that she felt safe with them here. It hurt him knowing that she was nervous about meeting him, but he also couldn’t blame her for it. He knew that she wouldn’t be able to trust him like he once did and it made him sad.

“So, much has changed.” Alaric looks down at his hands and there is a sadness in his voice and it makes Y/N’s heart twinge in pain. He is one of the very few people that had been there for everything, every step of the way and she didn’t want to hurt him, but she was also incredibly scared to be burnt by them all again by trusting the wrong people. She just didn’t know how much she could trust him.

“I’m single, kinda homeless, found out I’m adopted… oh and don’t let me forget I found out that I have the werewolf gene!” Sarcasm rang through her voice and Alaric looked at her with worry. Y/N looked startled at what she had just said. She didn’t mean to say that out loud… she never wanted him to know that about her, what if he told the gang? What would they do about that bit of information?

“I won’t tell anyone and I didn’t know.” Ric said softly, he didn’t want her to think that he would’ve hidden it from her. He didn’t want her to believe that he would spill her secrets to the others and betray her like that.

“I know. This has all been a bit of a shit show hasn’t it?” Y/N laughs softly, she was still stiff and anxious about the little bit of information that she had let slip. Her eyes slipped over to Hayley who was giving her a soft smile, telling her that it would all be okay. Her eyes moved over to both Tyler and Enzo and they gave her a goofy smile, but their eyes said it all. They would protect her no matter what and it made her feel safe and assured that they could face anything!

“Where are you staying now? What’s happening with everything? Do you need anything?” Alaric spoke quickly and Y/N couldn’t help but smile at him. He’d always been quick to her rescue making sure that she had everything she needed and always a shoulder for her to lean on. She missed this, she missed him. He had been so busy with both Jeremy and Elena that they hadn’t had any time to catch up or talk.

“I’m okay. Klaus has ensured that I need and want for nothing.” Y/N smiled, but it slowly dropped and she let out a sigh, “I’m just at a loss. In two days my life has been turned upside down and truthfully I don’t know what to do with everything. It’s funny I always thought it would hurt, that what Damon and Elena did would break me. But, it wasn’t the cheating that hurt the most.” 

“I warned Damon to be good. I told him what would happen if he hurt you. I can’t believe that any of them would be so reckless with you.” Alaric was pissed, “Damon is a complete asshole for not seeing what was in front of him and he thinks you’re just going to walk through the door and take him back like he didn’t pull a load of crap on you.”

“Alaric.” Y/N laughed, finding his protectiveness amusing, but in the back of her mind she knew that he would always forgive them. He always did. She gave him a sad smile and he let out a heavy sigh. “You know you’re going to forgive them.”

“I don’t have to.” Ric argued and Y/N just gave him that sad smile that broke his heart every time. She had that look of understanding in her eyes and he knew he was lying to himself.

“You will because Damon is your best friend and you are Elena and Jeremy’s guardian. You will always forgive them because it’s who you are. Plus, Damon has done way worse things to you and you managed to forgive him for that, you’ll forgive him for this. You love them and that’s okay, because they’re your family but I can’t… not now and not anytime soon.” Y/N let out a heavy sigh and slumped in her seat as she looked around the Grill, but then spots Caroline watching her and Alaric intensely and she stiffens. Alaric frowns when he sees the hurt flashing in Y/N’s eyes. She knew he wouldn’t come alone, but she hoped he would.

“What is it?” Alaric frowns.

“I think it’s time I head back home. I’m tired and there are still things I need to sort out.” Y/N gave him a weak smile and squeeze of his hand before she started to walk away and out of the Grill with Tyler, Enzo and Hayley following behind her. When Alaric looks around his eyes settle on Caroline who has the decency to look down ashamed of being caught even though she wasn’t being subtle about it. Alaric knew then that he had lost Y/N’s trust, even if he didn’t know that Caroline would be there with Matt spying on them. He knew Y/N already had doubts rightfully so, but with them there it just confirmed it for her.

All Alaric wanted was to be neutral to be on either of their sides, but it seemed that Damon and Elena had made his decision for them and he knew that there was no way Y/N would allow him to have another chance and risk herself being used or hurt by them. 

The Gang:

Matt and Caroline had made the decision that they needed to meet everyone before Alaric could get there, they needed to know everything that they had found out. It would’ve been more if Y/N  wasn’t so observant. The one thing that seemed to stick out to Caroline was how scared Y/N seemed about telling Alaric about the fact that she had the werewolf gene. When they arrived at the Boarding House they all were waiting in the lounge.

“How did she find out that she is a werewolf? How did she not know she was a werewolf?” Elena huffed, she doesn’t understand why they are still trying to get her back, it's not like they need her really. “Well she only just found out she was adopted, so maybe they left her a letter.” Stefan pointed out, he wasn’t completely happy with what was going on. “But, Klaus knew.” Damon pointed out and there was a glint in his eye like an idea had passed through his mind. “Maybe he wants to trigger her gene and then somehow turn her into a hybrid so he can have control over her through that freaky sire bond.” “We have to get her away from them.” Elena said, clinging to Damon. Damon was quick to sooth her and pulled her closer to him and ran his hand up and down her back. Stefan glared at his brother, knowing that he wanted both Elena and Y/N. “We will.” Damon nodded reassuringly, when Elena leaned up to kiss Damon, he flinched and glared down at her in confusion at why she would try and kiss him. “What if he isn’t planning to do that?” Stefan asked, trying to play devil's advocate. “It’s Klaus Stefan!” Elena whined, she was glaring at him. Why wouldn’t he just do what she said after all both Damon and Stefan love her! “Elena’s right Klaus is evil.” Damon nodded.

Caroline didn’t know what to think anymore, there was so many conflicting feelings about everything. She also knows that Bonnie is facing a crisis of faith about everything that has been happening. She had known Y/N all her life, but she cannot remember the point in which everything became about Elena... she knew that Stefan was also confused about everything that has been going on. Caroline knew that her loyalty with Elena, but she has to question how far she was willing to go for her.

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Niklaus Mikaelson

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Hi ! Could you do a klaus falling in love with a reader who treats him like a person and not a monster ? One who also is very domestic with him like :

- i came here to kill elena - klaus says trying to intimidate you

- shes not here....you want pie?

Thank you!

very excited to write this <3

Warnings: fluff, bit smutty

Summary: Klaus wasn't quite expecting what he found at the Salvatore boarding house...

absolutely not proofread it’s 3am

The abode was empty, albeit one.

Soft violin sang from a record player, as candles of many colours burnt into dripping wax, Damon would kill her if he knew she turned his house into such a haven.

Her fluffy socks glided across the wooden flooring, traipsing to the kitchen. Taking the soft oven mitt from the counter, she lifted out the flaky pastry.

Deciding to let it cool, she backtracked to the living room, draping a cotton blanket around her shoulders to battle the brisk outside.

She sat on the plush couch, letting her eyes close for a few seconds, it had been a trying day.

The door burst open, slamming against the wall, making her jump out of her skin.

There stood a blonde man, a scruff of facial hair cupping his jaw.

''...hi?'' she questioned.

''You're a little...fuzzy for a bodyguard? Where is she?''

''Who?'' She pressed, picking up her teacup as if there wasn't a stranger in the room.

''Don't test me. I came here to kill Elena and don't think I won't do the same to you.'' He growls, deciding not to grab her by throat, for some reason he couldn't figure out.

''She's...not here...you want pie?'' Her innocent eyes gazed up at him, he blinks in confusion.

''Do I- no, I do not want pie.'' His collar felt flush, although top buttons were down he couldn't fight the heat rising in his skin.

''You sure? You look like you could use some, it's filled with wild currants?'' She asks again, a light tone to her voice.

''Uhm- maybe another time, love.'' He vamp speeds up the stairs, looking for what he came for, not that he didn't believe the girl on the lower floor- maybe it was just a way to escape the situation.

She shrugs, putting down her porcelain china, she may as well cut herself a slice.

She smiled at her baked treat, grabbing a small silver fork from the cutlery draw.

When she returns to the living room she sees the man hasn't left, instead, nursing a glass of her friend's top shelf bourbon.

''Oh, you're still here? Tell me, do you prefer a violin orchestra or a singular symphony?'' She wiggles into the couch, getting comfy.

He debates whether to answer for a moment.

''Hm, I enjoy the sounds of a singular symphony, something about it just makes it more-''

''Special.'' She finishes his sentence, taking a bite of her snack.

''Something like that.'' He whispers.

''I never got your name?'' She puts down her plate, shuffling up to the blonde.

He internally sighs, knowing full well her how she will react.

''Klaus Mikaelson, pleasure to meet you.'' His eyes drift to the wall beside him.

''Oh, cool.'' She holds out her hand for him to shake.

''You want me to shake your hand?'' He eyes up her arm.

''Here I thought you were a gentleman, must have misheard the stories.'' She goes to retract her hand, he grabs it, laying a soft kiss to the back.

''For the people who deserve it.'' He smiles at her.

''I'm Y/n St. John.''

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''How lovely to see you here.'' He approaches her at the bar.

''Oh, hi, want some?'' She holds out her bowl of peanuts for him to take.

''I'm quite alright, where's the rest of Team Salvataore, then?'' He quirks his eyebrow.

''Well, if that's what they are, you wouldn't catch them with me.'' She giggles.

''Not so fond of them?''

''Not as I am you.'' She brings her glass up to her lips, taking a small sip.

''Quite the little sweet talker, you.'' He takes the stool next to her.

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''I don't wanna hear it! You step one more foot near her, I will rip your throat out.'' Damon seethes, toward a certain hybrid, Elena stood behind him.

''How might you stop me, you little-''

She lazily walks into the room, uncaring for the drama.

''Hey, Klaus.'' She plops herself down onto the loveseat.

''-oh, hi, love. Anyway-''

''What the hell was that?'' Damon shrieks.

''What?'' She muffles, words hid behind a yawn.

''Hey, Klaus. You're chummy with him now?''

''Just because he's the beast in your narrative doesn't mean he is in mine.'' She shrugs.

''He's trying to kill Elena! All of us! Are you that dumb-''

''Don't call her that.'' Klaus' eyes narrow, a gruff timbre in his voice.

''Yeah, don't call me that, I don't see you winning scrabble night every Saturday'' She yawns again, referencing his constant defeat.

''You know what, I'm done here.'' Elena rolls her eyes, dragging Damon away.

''What did I hear about not being the beast in your narrative?'' Klaus' coy delivery bounces around the room.

''Sit down.'' She flips him off, patting the space next to her.

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It had gotten to the point where she had invited him for dinner almost every night this week, not to his dismay.

He had knocked on her door with a gentle rap, it swinging open immediately.

''I...heard your footsteps in the drive way.'' She chuckles, pulling him into a hug.

He stumbles back, not expecting the full throttle of the embrace, but quickly wraps his arms around her.

''What brought on this?'' He gives a light laugh.

''Can a girl not hug her nice friend Klaus?''

Nice friend Klaus.

Well, he hadn't heard that one before.

''She absolutely can.'' He accidently sniffs her hair, a scent of apple and mint blind his senses.

''Come in, I have so much to tell you.''

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''-so, that's when she stormed out.'' She waves her hands around, retelling an anecdote of how Caroline had found out about her friendship with the Mikaelson.

''I must say, your friends don't exactly value our budding companionship.''

''Ah, fuck 'em, Care' only stormed out because she thinks you're hot.'' She shrugs, taking a bite of her food.

A surprised smile crosses his features.

''And do you?'' He jokes, a challenge.

''Why do you think I keep you around?'' She laughs in comfort, feeling at ease with him.

He is...stunned to say the least, shutting his mouth with a smile.

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''Pleaseeeeee, come meet me?'' She whines down the phone.

''Do you not have you're little gang around somewhere?'' He quips, knowing his answer is yes.

''It's more fun when I'm with you.'' Her drunk giggles send a shockwave to his heart.

''I'm on my way, love.''

''I love it when you call me love.''

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It had been a couple of months, she was growing tired of waiting around.

She knew he wasn't playing her, her thoughts resorted to him not liking her that way.

So, she agreed to go on a date with this guy. He was the drummer for one of these little indie rock bands that would play for the Grill.

''-so, I just looked at this little bird, he was so cute and-''

She tries not to roll her eyes at his boresome small talk, he wasn't as interesting as Klaus.

She reviewed his figure, his lean body, no muscle. His eyes didn't shine, his hair looked...flat.

He wasn't as pretty as Klaus.

She wanted to slap herself, her thoughts bringing her right back to the violent original.

''You wanna get out of here?''

''I think I'm gonna go home, I'm really tired.'' She yawned on cue, she actually was quite tired.

''That's alright, I'll walk you home.''

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They got to her door, here goes her attempts at avoiding his kiss goodnight.

''I had a really good time tonight-''

''Didn't look like she did, do me a favour, go put the kettle on.'' A whoosh of air beside her and her favourite hybrid stood, compelling her date.

The bore walks inside her home, presumably to put the kettle on.

''Why did you let him inside my houseeeee?'' She whines, not wanting to deal with him another minute of the night.

''We have some chatting to do, I don't like an audience.'' He leans against her brick wall.

''What about? We've had our daily phone call?'' She is genuinely confused.

''You didn't tell me you had a date tonight.''

''Didn't think you'd care, it was common knowledge around the town, I guess.''

''You forget we don't have the same...associates.''

''I don't think I'm going to be going out with him again, so-''

''I hope not, would have been really awkward when I did this-'' He cups her cheeks, pressing a bruising kiss to her lips.

She's lightheaded from the kiss, pulling back to see his face, he almost looked nervous.

''Took your time.'' She rolls her eyes, grabbing his hand and leading him inside.

He chuckles behind her, nerves soothed.

She pulls him onto the couch, laying her head in his lap.

He looks down at her, an adoring look on his face.

Two mugs are placed down on the coffee table in front of them.

''Oh, shi-'' She forgot he was still here, whatever his name was.

''Thank you, Clint, that'll be all.'' He lifts her head up, gently of his lap, getting up off the couch. She won’t even think about how he knew his name.

A swift snap to the neck and he's down for the count

''In my living room?! Really, Klaus? I am not pulling his body out of here-''

''No need, I'll do it, love.''

''You had better, or I'll-''

''You'll what? Bat those pretty eyelashes at me?'' He moves in towards her, kissing her nose, she shrinks back.

''Can we go to yours?'' She whispers.

And they did.

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A few weeks later he lay on top of her, his shirt discarded on the floor at some point, enduring a heavy kiss from his doings.

Her hands pulled at his hair lightly, legs wrapped around his waist.

They weren't expecting company, granted, it wasn't one of their houses.

''Oh my god!'' A shocked voice erupts from the doorway.

Y/n whines as they pull apart.

''Are you kidding me?'' The blonde at the door, crosses her arms.

''Sorry, Care', we'll be going.''

''Seriously? Klaus?'' The vampire rolls her eyes.

''You sound jealous, there, little Forbes.'' Klaus giggles, picking up his shirt from the floor.

''This isn't even your house!''

''S'not yours either.'' Y/n mumbles, nonchalant.

''Yeah, well, keep this sex show out of Damon's room. He'll kill you.'' She slams the door as she leaves.

''I don't think she quite grasps the concept of immortality.'' Klaus grins.

''She's just sniffing too much bleach, s'all gone to her head, I mean who else is going to clean the Salvatore house of all places.''

Klaus howls at her comment, his bright laughter making her smile.

''I love you.''

''What's new?’' She pulls him into another kiss.

“You’re not going to say it back?” He gasps.

“I love you, Niklaus Mikaelson.”

“That’s better.”

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Weekend Away-Klaus M.

This wasn’t a request but I was feeling the need for something cute! I needed some warm and fuzzy Klaus in my life.

‘Come on love, it’ll be fun…’ he tempted, knowing how badly I wanted to be able to spend time with him. Klaus and I had been hiding our relationship for a month now, the Scooby Gang still believing he is into Caroline but almost every night he had been climbing into my window in the Boarding House.

It wasn’t sex at first, in fact the first night he knocked on my window I told him to get lost, but Klaus Mikaelson was nothing if not persistent. He kept coming back, I would let him in and he would just lay in bed beside me while I watched whatever movie I had on that night. A week in I began bringing snacks to my room that he told me he liked one night, even sneaking one of Damon’s bottles of bourbon for him. It was that second week that he kissed me for the first time and it had spiraled out of my control.

‘I can’t. They’ll notice I’m gone Nik and then what? If I tell them I’m fucking you then I become a disloyal bitch-‘

‘If they’re really your friends then they’ll support who you want to be with, and you and I both know this is more than just fucking…tell me it’s more than just sex.’ The look on his face made me believe that he really did like me which is the only reason I gave in instead of either pretending this is all nothing for my own sanity or teasing him. The look on his face told me how much he cared for me and I knew in that moment that I couldn’t tease him and hurt his feelings. Anyone else would tell you that Klaus doesn’t have feelings but I know different. Klaus Mikaelson is one of the most sensitive men I’ve ever met in my life.

‘Okay. It’s more than sex, but that makes it worse Nik! That means I’m in love with the enemy-‘

‘You love me?’ I froze as I realized what I had said making me sigh heavily. ‘I knew it! They use you Y/n and you know that, you have to because my girl is not stupid. If they want to ditch you because you fell in love then they don’t care about you at all.’ I didn’t say anything, looking at him and unsurely waiting. ‘I love you too Princess. I love you very much, how could I not? You’re perfect! Now come with me, pack a small bag, you’ll be back on Monday and they can fuck themselves.’ I considered this, both his proposal and the fact that he had just admitted to loving me for the first time, I had known I loved him since that second week when he first kissed me but hearing that he reciprocated those feelings was the greatest feeling in the world. I grinned, jumping into his arms and pressing my lips to his excitedly and he lifted me by my butt, my thighs wrapping around his waist as he continued to kiss me. ‘Okay, pack! Let’s get going, I want to see you spread out in a hotel bed, tipsy on champagne with a strawberry between these perfect little lips.’ I couldn’t help my giggle at that, jumping down and grabbing an overnight bag, packing 2 pairs of clothes and my cutest underwear, knowing we probably wouldn’t be leaving the hotel room at all. He slapped my ass as I bent over to pull on my boots before grabbing my phone, him taking my bag and jumping out the window. ‘Come on then!’

‘You’ve lost it, no way-‘

‘You don’t trust me?’ I knew he was teasing me but his eyes looked at me like I would be betraying him if I answer anyway other than by jumping and I huffed a sigh, climbing through the window and falling very ungracefully into his arms. ‘There’s my girl. Now, let’s go get you naked and drunk in some silk sheets, hmm?’

‘I knew you only loved me for my body.’ He glared playfully at me before carrying me to his car. One of my favorite things about being with Nik is that he’s fun, when we’re together, just us, he smiles in a way that is completely contagious.

The drive to the hotel was fun, I made him listen to some of my music which I know he tolerates solely because I love it so much and an hour later we were checking into the fanciest hotel I had ever seen in my life. I felt like if I so much as touched something in here I would damage it with my poor people hands, half of the guests walking around looked like they belonged in Downton Abbey, even the staff looked richer than me.

‘Nik, is this really necessary? This place looks more like a castle than a hotel, I feel like everyone’s staring at me.’ He pulled me close by my waist and nuzzled into my neck, breathing me in which is something he often does to feel calm.

‘They’re not staring at you, when we get to the room it’ll be worth it, I promise. Only the best for my girl.’ He stepped up to the front desk and I toyed with his hair as he spoke to the clerk, getting the room key, the man’s voice changing from disinterest to excitement when Nik gave his name.

‘Ah yes, the Honeymoon suite. It’s been prepared to your specifications, if there’s anything I can do to make your stay here for the week more comfortable you just let me know.’

‘I will, thank you.’ I looked up at him as he pulled me away and towards the elevators.

‘The week? I’m here for a weekend! Who is joining you here after me, huh?’ He rolled his eyes, pulling me into the elevator and hitting our floor button.

‘Don’t be daft love, I was going to talk you into staying longer and once you sleep in the most comfortable bed you’ve ever laid on you’ll want to stay too, okay? Just give me a chance.’ He reasoned and I shrugged, going along with it as he led me to a door, unlocking it and watching as my jaw dropped. The door opened into a huge living room area, comfortable looking couches and a wall of windows looking out over the mountains that we were practically in the side of and it was gorgeous. ‘Come here.’ He led me to the door off to the side and the bedroom was bigger than the living room, another wall of all windows with a patio and a sliding door looking out over the trees. It took a second before I noticed the bed, bigger than a king size somehow and the white sheets were covered in rose petals, a huge heart spelling out “I love you” inside of it.

‘This is so cheesey and dumb and I love it so much!’ I could feel the tears escaping my eyes and I turned to pull Nik down to kiss me, him wiping the tears away with his thumbs gently. ‘Thank you…I love you so much.’ I kissed him again, pulling his jacket off, followed by mine.

‘Don’t you want to get some room service first? I thought-‘

‘Oh we will. It’s only 5, we can order dinner in a bit…though I do feel bad about fucking up the flowers…’ Nik growled, ripping my shirt over my head and my pants were gone before I could blink, him throwing me into a pile of rose petals which felt like silk on my skin.

‘You’re right, dinner can wait.’

By the time we had gotten room service it was nearly 9pm and I realized how desperate this place is to keep Nik happy. I’m not sure whether it’s the rich as fuck thing or the honeymoon suite thing but either way I love it.

I talked him into coming down to the pool with me and though it was 11:30 at night the front desk opened it for us and promised us privacy.

‘This is awesome!’ I exclaimed, pulling off my top and shorts, leaving me in the forest green lingerie set that I had chosen while he ordered dinner, knowing it was his favorite set.

‘I would have told you to bring a bathing suit but I never thought you would want to go swimming.’ Nik teased, stripping to his boxers and hopping into the water.

‘No problem, I wouldn’t have if other people would have been here.’ I reached back to unclip my bra and his eyes widened. ‘Sorry, did you think I was going to ruin my panties and expensive bra by jumping into chlorine? Fuck no.’ I tossed it into the clothes pile before pulling my panties off and walking to the edge and jumping in. When I came back up I wiped my face and looked around, unable to find him, the dark room making it eerie and somehow also romantic.

His hand suddenly grabbed ahold of my ankle, pulling me under and as I opened my eyes I could see my boyfriend grinning excitedly at me. I pushed away from him, swimming backwards and seeing that he had also ditched his underwear, chasing after me until I had to breathe. ‘How is it that you’re even more gorgeous underwater?’ He teased, trying to pull me close.

‘My tits defy gravity?’ Klaus pulled me forward and pinned my tits to his chest, spinning us around playfully. ‘I’ve always wanted to go night swimming, this is amazing.’ His eyebrows went up, clearly shocked by that.

‘We’ll go to the beach and-‘

‘NO! Nopety nope nope. I meant a pool, sun up and down is when things like sharks start eating. I will not get in an ocean, pools though! I want a big pool with a waterfall and a grotto and all that, but fairy lights hanging all over above the pool as the only light, no neighbors to see me skinny dipping! I’ve always wanted to do this, it’s fun…I never thought you would join me though.’

‘You think I’m going to miss my Princess naked in a pool? You’re crazy!’ He laughed, leaning closer and pressing his lips to mine and wrapping his arms around my waist and prompting me to wrap my legs around his hips. ‘I’ll just have to get started on having a pool installed.’ At that moment he thrust his hips up and shoved himself straight up into me and I cried out, my voice echoing in the empty pool room making his eyes widen in excitement.

‘Klaus, no! No, people are going to hear and come in here to-Ahh!’ He used his grip on my waist to push and pull me on his cock, thrusting up hard which seemed to be extremely easy in the water. ‘Oh God! Fuck Nik! Don’t Stop! Please don’t stop-‘

‘Scream for me Princess! Let me hear you!’ He wrapped his arms around my body and held me almost painfully hard, shoving himself into me.

‘Yes! Oh-Ah! Fuck Klaus!’

‘That’s it Baby, scream for me! I can feel you squeezing my cock nice and tight, are you gonna cum for me? Cum all over my cock!’ As if his words were a magical trigger I felt that tightness in my belly, snap, and I cried out so loudly I worried about the glass walls shattering. ‘Gonna fill you up Baby, fill you so full it’ll stretch your insides, fuck-Fuck Ah!’ He growled, fangs pressed against my neck firmly and I held the back of his head, my fingers tangling in his wet hair before he bit into my neck. I could feel the pulls of my blood around his fangs but he was done quickly, not willing to hurt me by taking too much.

‘I didn’t see this being where our weekend went.’ I teased and he chuckled, pressing our lips together tenderly.

‘I love you.’

‘Hmm, I know. I love you too Nik.’ I told him, letting go of his hair and moving to pull away and get out but he didn’t let me go.

‘I love you so much Y/n.’ I looked back at him, curious why he’s talking like this.

‘I love you too. I know that the both of us haven’t always had love from people but I love you, do you hear me? I love you forever and that will never end! I’ll tell you every day if that’s what you need.’ He nodded slowly, as if admitting that he did, in fact, need that. ‘Good. Now let’s get back upstairs and you can pin me to a shower wall.’ I teased but he just held me firm.

‘I love you and I want you to be mine.’ I looked at him oddly.

‘I am yours you dumbass.’

He shook his head quickly. ‘Mine. All mine, in front of everyone with no reservations. I want to show you off, I want everyone to stop thinking I’m flirting with Caroline and I want men to stop thinking they can flirt with you while I can’t do anything about it…I want you.’

I had never in my life seen Klaus this open and vulnerable and I briefly wondered if anyone had. ‘Klaus, my friends-‘

‘Hate me and I’m fine with that. But if they won’t be okay with you being in love then they’re not your friends. I’m proud to show you off as mine, and I will never let any of my family say anything against you, despite how much Rebekah hates you…be mine Y/n, for real.’ I was stunned, never having expected this from him. He was the one who wanted to hide us in the first place and now here he is, wanting to tell everyone, I was just shocked. Apparently I hesitated too long because he sighed and pulled away but I grabbed ahold of him quickly, pulling him back to kiss me roughly.

‘All yours…for real. You’re gonna be the one taking me in when they kick me out of the Boarding House for fraternizing with the enemy.’ He snorted, his eyes shining in excitement. ‘You want them to kick me out, don’t you? You want me to move in with you and instead of asking you do this?’

‘Yup. You’re all mine love. Take this week to get used to waking up beside me in bed.’ I shoved his chest, making him laugh at my pathetic attempt at “hurting him” before I pulled myself up and grabbed my towel, running around the pool to the door and darting towards the elevators. I was barely covered as I pressed the button, watching the doors close just before he got to me. I giggled as I watched the numbers go up, exiting the elevator and moving to the room before arms encircled my waist, lifting me up and pinning me to the door. ‘You’re in for it now.’

‘I’m shaking, can’t you tell.’ I teased and he looked down, his face falling and looking worried as I said that.

‘You are shaking. What’s wrong?’ He worried, opening the door and whisking me inside.

‘I’m just cold from the water baby, I’m fine.’ I promised but all the joking was gone from his face and he locked the door, yanking my towel off and carrying me into the bathroom to start the warm water. ‘This is what you’re like as a boyfriend? A worry wart?’ His eyes were concerned as he rubbed my arms firmly and lifted me into the shower. ‘I could get used to it.’

‘Good. Because you’re all mine.’

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Glass Half Full: A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Request from Anon: Hey I love your imagines and was hoping you could do one where Klaus goes to the grill and the new bartender is who is super sweet until customers become rude in anyway with and he is amazed with her but they get off on the wrong foot please and thank you!🖤🖤🖤

Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x 

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To most people, Klaus presumed, she would be seen as quiet and unassuming. A small town girl, probably, with a knack for good customer service, her mind full of big dreams, only having taken this job to pay off her student loans. They probably wouldn’t take any notice of her large eyes, of the intensity of the smile she gave customers, of the lilt in her voice when she asked the patrons of the Mystic Grill what they wanted.

To most people, Klaus presumed, the new bartender was a glass half full kind of girl. But he knew better than anyone that there was always more to a person than first met the eye.

It wasn’t long until he was proved right.

Klaus had been finding excuses to the visit the Grill for about a week now. He was pretty sure his siblings thought he was on his way to becoming a pertinent alcoholic – he was also pretty sure that particular train had been boarded about eight centuries ago. Not that he cared what they thought – again another train that had been boarded a few hundred years ago.

All he cared about was discovering what was hidden behind the beautiful smile of the woman behind the bar. Y/N, according to her name tag.

Y/N always had a smile on her face when she dealt with customers, was always kind, had even smiled at Klaus a few times as she poured him his seventh – or maybe it was his ninth – Bourbon. It was endearing, Klaus admitted, but he was waiting. Waiting for the moment she would snap. Klaus had a tendency for noticing the darkness lurking in a person, and Y/N reeked of it.

He sat up as he noticed a rather indignant-looking man approach the bar. Here we go.

“Is there a problem, sir?” Y/N’s voice was as sweet as ever, sliding over Klaus like syrup.

“We’ve been waiting half an hour for our food. Where is it?”

“I’m sorry sir, I’m a bartender, not a waitress. But I’ll – ”

“You’ll what? It doesn’t matter what you are, you’re here to serve. So do it.”

Klaus watched as Y/N seemed to consider the man’s point. It reminded him of himself – the way he would contemplate just how to deal with people who annoyed him. It usually resulted in death, but Klaus had a feeling it wouldn’t end that way with Y/N.

But it would be just as exciting.

Again, it wasn’t long until he was proved right.

“You’re right, sir. I’m so sorry. Let me just – ” And with that, Y/N picked up the cocktail she had been mixing, and poured it over the man’s head. Klaus couldn’t stop himself from laughing, just as the unfortunate customer called Y/N something unseemly.

As Klaus got his breath back, he watched as the man lunged for Y/N. Using his preternatural speed, he was over there in an instant, grabbing the man’s arm. “I wouldn’t do that, mate.”

“And who are you? Her boyfriend?” Klaus didn’t answer, and let go of the man who glared at both of them. “Well, good luck with a woman like that.”

Klaus watched him leave, before turning to Y/N. “Are you okay?”

He didn’t know what he was expecting, but whatever it was, it was much nicer in his head than what he got.

“I didn’t need your help. I swear to God, I’m sick and tired of men thinking they can either insult me or need to run to my rescue.” Y/N untied her apron and slammed it on the bar. “Someone tell my boss I came over ill and I’ve gone home,” she said to no one in particular.

Well, that was unexpected.

Klaus paused for a moment, before following her. He found her against the back wall of the Grill, head between her knees. “At the risk of repeating myself, are you okay?”

Y/N looked up at him, and glared. If reaching out to her was to be a challenge, then Klaus welcomed it. He continued. “I think we got off on the wrong foot. I’m sorry if I offended you, those weren’t my intentions. In fact, I think your act of aggression in there proved that you definitely didn’t need my help.”

Y/N looked at him. “I’m sorry too. It just gets too much sometimes, you know. I only took this job to pay off college fees, and I thought I’d try and make the best of it. Glass half full and all that. And then you just get people like that who think they can treat you like crap, and it gets to you. Sorry again.” She held out her hand. “I’m Y/N, by the way.”

Klaus took her hand and smiled. “Klaus.”

“Can I get you a free drink to apologise for being such an asshole?”

“Well, that would be nice. But maybe at a different bar.”

Y/N didn’t know why she had felt the need to make it up to Klaus, nor did she know why she ended up telling him her entire life story over a few whiskies. In fact, she wouldn’t know the answer until a few years later when, after dating for quite a while, he bent down on one knee and asked her to marry him.

Klaus, on the other hand, started to believe that maybe he should start looking at life from a different perspective. Glass half full, and all that.

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They Know

Pairing: Klaus x Reader

Word Count: 6322

Please Help me, First Turn, How Bout a Dance, Second Turn and Strained Bonds, A Choice is Made, Happy Birthday, Decade Dance, A Kidnapping, A Death in the Family, It Should Have Been you

A/n: I’m still writing this I just have shit time management skills.

Summary: With the reveal of Klaus still being alive your secret comes to life as certain members of the Mystic Falls gang now learn what you are, and just how similar to the Mikaelson's you really are. 

“Nik?” You breathed out as you stared up at Tyler’s face with wide disbelieving eyes. He looked back at you with a satisfied smile resting on his face that just looked so much like a look that Klaus would give you. 

“Hello, love. It’s not the original model I know, but it’s not a bad spare to use is it?” He commented as he smoothed his hands down his front straightening out his shirt with such a disgusted look on his face that it could only be Klaus inside of him. 

“I… but… but how… who did you even… how? How is this possible?” You shouted at him as you ran your fingers through your hair struggling to make sense of the information that had just been given to you. Struggling to make sense of the fact that Klaus was now technically standing in front of you still very much alive and the fact that even though he was alive that hole inside of you was still there. That it still felt like someone had cut something away from you with a rusty knife despite the fact that he was still standing in front of you for the most part alive and well. It didn’t make sense to you how you could still feel so empty, so broken because mentally you were acknowledging the fact that Klaus is alive, that he’s still technically standing in front of you because it had to be Klaus inside of Tyler’s body why else would he have saved you over Caroline it’s the only thing that made sense. But despite that fact though physically it’s like you’re body wasn’t acknowledging anything. Physically it didn’t matter to you that Klaus was technically standing in front of you, all that mattered to not just you but also your wolf was the fact that even if it is Klaus inside Tyler’s body it’s still Tyler not Klaus. Because physically Klaus still may as well be dead and a pile of ash inside a coffin. Because physically Alaric had killed him and physically he was gone so it didn’t matter to your heart or to your wolf that he was standing in front of you inside Tyler’s body cause it’s still Tyler no matter which way you look at it. You swallowed down the lump that had begun to form in your throat as you shook your head forcing yourself to stop your spiral as you focused on Tyler again. 

“Turns out that Bennett witch is far more loyal and concerned about her friends lives than any of them thought,” He explained. Mentally you thanked Bonnie for caring enough about Elena to have saved Klaus for you as you thought that though something else clicked inside of your head that had you narrowing your eyes at Tyler/Klaus. 

“Wait a second, if Bonnie put you inside Tyler’s body then that means she had to have done it before Alaric killed you so have you been inside of Tyler’s body this whole time?” You asked him your voice terrifyingly calm as you looked at him and he at the very least had the audacity to look sheepish as he nodded his head. 

“Yes,” He stated. You nodded your head slowly as you licked your lips before biting down on your bottom lip and before he could think to do anything you were hitting him on the chest. 

“You fucking asshole! You’ve been inside of Tyler this whole fucking time and you didn’t think to tell me!” You screamed at him your anger suddenly rising up in you again. You took a step forward and shoved him with all of the strength that you possessed. A sense of satisfaction washed over you as you watched him stumble back away from you but you didn’t let him get far as you closed the distance between the two fo you and you hit him again.

“I thought you were dead! I thought you had died you selfish bastard! Why didn’t you come find me? Why didn’t you come and tell any of us! We mourned you! You selfish fucking bastard! Do you have any idea what I went through?” You shouted at him as you went to hit him again but he easily caught your wrist. You growled at him and went to hit him with your other hand but he just as easily caught that one, and you snarled at him as you pulled against his grip trying to break free so you could hit him. 

“That’s enough love, I let you get in a few free hits but you’ll get no more,” He warned you and your sneered at him as you thrashed in his hold. His hands wrapped around your wrists were burning you again and the burning sensation only fueled your anger as you tried to break free of his hold. 

“Let go of me you selfish bastard! You should have told me you were alive! Do you have any idea what I went through? What any of us went through when you died?! It felt like a part of me had been ripped out! Like a part of me had died when I thought you were dead and now you tell me that you’ve been alive this whole fucking time! Let go of me!” You screamed at him as you tried to drop to your knees but he easily caught you his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you flush against Tyler’s chest. You growled low in your throat fighting against the burning sensation in your eyes and his hold as you pushed on his chest with your hands, trying to break out of his hold but he held on strong refusing to let you go. His face softened when he saw the way your frustrated tears fell down your face and he reached up with one hand to wipe the tears away but you jerked your head out of the way. He frowned momentarily but made no attempt to wipe your tears away again instead allowing you to do it on your own as you calmed slightly. 

“Why didn’t you tell me you were alive Nik?” You asked him as you looked up at him, your eyes still wet with unshed tears. His arms tightened around your waist as he swallowed and you did your best to ignore the burning sensation that was steadily increasing in intensity the longer he held on to you. 

“Because I had been hoping that the next time I saw you it would be after I’d already been put back into my original body, it was never my intention to hurt you love nor to keep this hidden from you for long but the Bennett witch is far more stubborn than she looks.” He explained and you sniffled the anger that you had felt fizzling out to that nothingness again as you pushed against his chest unable to take the burning anymore. 

“Yeah well you did, you ass,” You grumbled still trying to get out of his hold but he held on to you still refusing to let go of you. “Nik, let go of me, it hurts.” And just like that his hands were off of you and he was taking a step back from you and you breathed out in relief the burning sensation beginning to fade away finally. 

“Love, are you ok?” He asked you as he looked you over taking note of the relief that had seemingly flooded your body when he’d let go of you. The burning sensation that you felt whenever he touched you, and the disgusted shiver that’d raced down your spine when he’d called you love again only served to remind you of the fact that even though it was Klaus inside Tyler’s body it was still ultimately Tyler and not Klaus. 

“Love?” He pressed when you didn’t immediately answer and you took in a deep breathe. 

“I’m fine Nik, I just… I’m glad that you’re still alive even though I’m pissed off at you for not telling me sooner that you were alive,” You told him deciding it would be best to keep the fact that people’s touch had been burning you lately to yourself. Besides none of you had the time right now to figure out why it was suddenly burning you when someone else touched you. A small smile spread across his face as he looked at you and you gave him a little half smile before you let out a small sigh. 

“Ok, so what do we do now?” You asked him and a serious expression spread across his face as he looked at you. 

“Now, I bring you to the Lockwood Cellar where my original body is currently being hidden and then I will go and convince that Bennett witch to put me back in my original body I can’t stay in this one any longer that much is clear.” He stated as he stepped forward to take you in his arms so he could do just that but you took a quick step back your eyes widening. 

“What? No! You’re not leaving me behind, I’m coming with you while you go to face Bonnie!” You shouted at him and he pressed his lips into a hard line annoyance and frustration flickering across his face as he looked at you. 

“No you’re not, your life has already been in jeopardy once already today I won’t be putting at risk again, now come with me.” He made another grab for you but you jumped out of the way with a scuff as you rolled your eyes. 

“No, I’m not. I’m not going to let you serquester me away in some dank and dusty cellar just because you think that I can’t handle Bonnie of all people, so I’m going with you whether you like it or not.” You stated as you crossed your arms over your chest and took another step away from him when he tried to grab you again. You glared at him and he glared right back his eyes full of annoyance and anger as he looked at you. 

“No, you’re not.” He growled out his eyes glowing a faint reddish yellow and you could feel Tyler’s wolf trying to push his aura onto yours trying to force you into submission. But Tyler’s wolf’s aura was weak and pathetic when compared to your own and much more weak and pathetic when compared to Klaus’ natural wolf aura when he isn’t pushing his aura onto other people. 

“Yes I am so either you take me with you or I follow you to wherever Bonnie is after you try and leave me behind, and trust me Nik it’s not going to be a hard thing to do Tyler’s scent is potent and lasting.” You threatened him. Tyler stared down at you still trying to push you into submission using his aura but you pushed back with your own. Determination filled your eyes as you stared at him and there was a very tense silence as the two of you continued to stare at each other. Sighing heavily he reached up and pinched the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes and he kept his eyes closed for a solid minute while you smiled up at him already knowing that you had won this argument. 

“You’re not going to give up on this are you?” He asked as he opened his eyes again to look down at you and you nodded your head. 

“No I’m not, besides you’re going to need my help with Bonnie. You may be in Tyler’s body but you’re still Nik on the inside and she still hates your guts,” You stated and he made a face of agreement. He was silent for a moment again as he looked you over before sighing just as heavily as before and reluctantly nodding his head.

“Alright, fine. You can come, but the moment things start to get dangerous I’m getting you out of there, and more importantly the second I’m back in my original body I will be getting you out of there and there will be no complaints about it got it?” He bit out and your grin grew as you nodded your head. 

“Understood now lets go, I’m tired of looking at Tyler’s used q-tip face,” You stated as you clapped your hands together. Tyler chuckled as he shook his head and took two quick strides towards you before wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you flush against his body. You ignored the way your skin blistered and burned at the contact, and the disgusted shiver that raced down your spine as well. God you couldn’t wait to get Klaus back in his original body to hopefully make this burning sensation go away. 

“You do realize that once we do this, they’ll know about your connection to me and there will be no more hiding it after this,” He reminded you and you sighed softly. 

“Yeah I know, but to be completely honest with you I haven’t been friends with them for a long time now and I think it’s time that they all realize that don’t you?” You asked him as you looked up at him and a wide pride filled smile spread across Tyler’s face as he looked down at you. In that moment you felt a weight lift off your shoulders a sense of freedom spreading throughout you as you realized that now you wouldn’t have to hide from them anymore. You wouldn’t have to be worried about them finding out you were with Klaus or that you were friends with his siblings. You were free now. Free to be friends with who you wished and to do what you wished without worrying about what the others would think or say about your actions. You were free to finally be you and it was the best feeling in the world right now. You grinned back up at Tyler and you felt his grip tighten just a fraction around your waist as he pressed you closer. 

“Then lets go get my original body back,” He stated and in the next instant the world around you was nothing but a blur. You hid your face in Tyler’s chest trying to save yourself from the worst of the disorientation that speeding around like this caused you. It wasn’t until you felt Tyler come to a stand still and his arms slip away from your body that you lifted your head from his chest. Turning around your eyes widened slightly when you were greeted with not only the sight of the Old Witch House basement but also Bonnie and Jeremy standing a few feet away from the two of you. Their eyes were just as wide as yours as they looked between you and Tyler. 

“(Y/N)?” Bonnie murmured as she looked between you and Tyler concern shinning brightly in her eyes. 

“(Y/N)? Tyler? What are you two doing here? And Tyler I thought you were dead?” Jeremy asked the confusion and relief clear on his face as he took a step towards the two of you. Bonnie’s hand shot out grabbing a hold of Jeremy’s shoulder before he could get any further and at the same time Tyler was moving in front of you, shoving you behind him. 

“Jeremy stop, that’s not Tyler,” Bonnie looked away from Jeremy and back towards the two of you. “Not entirely at least.” She finished. Jeremy’s brow furrowed as he looked from Bonnie and towards the two of you and he opened his mouth to say something but Bonnie cut him off. 

“What are you doing here Klaus? Why do you have (Y/N)? What do you plan on doing to her?” Bonnie bit out. You bit the inside of your lip as you watched Tyler take a step towards the two of them. 

“Nothing yet, so long as you do what I tell you too.” He threatened and you glanced from Tyler to Bonnie and Jeremy to see the two of them looking at Tyler with both anger and worry shinning in their eyes. 

“And what is that?” Bonnie asked him and he smirked at the two of them. 

“I want my original body back, now.” He ordered and both Bonnie and Jeremy tensed as they looked at him. 

“What no way!”

“I can’t.” Bonnie and Jeremy said at the same time and you watched as Tyler tensed. You could feel his aura start to push out looking to force someone into submission and you clenched your fists besides you watching him closely waiting for him to launch into an attack. 

“And why not? You had were able to put me in here in the frist place so, surely you should be able to put me back no problem,” He growled out and Bonnie audibly gulped.

“I did but I can’t now I’m not strong enough to do it now,” She said and Tyler let out a low growl as he took a step towards her. Jeremy reacted instantly by taking a step forward putting himself between Bonnie and Tyler not that it would do him much good when facing a hybrid. 

“What do you mean you’re not strong enough to do it?” Tyler growled and you didn’t need to be looking at him to know that his eyes were most likely glowing right now. Bonnie shifted as she looked frantically between you and Tyler like you would be able to actually do something against him.

“I… I upset the spirits by trying to save Elena, I can’t use that kind of magic again it’s too dangerous,” She confessed and you froze. Your eyes widened as you felt your wolf slowly raise it’s head inside of you as you balled your hands into fists, a white hot anger began burning in your chest. 

“What?” Your voice was terrifyingly calm as you stepped out fully from behind Tyler. Both Jeremy and Bonnie shared a confused look before turning those look onto you. You were currently doing everything that you could to hold back your wolf and the anger that was threatening to burn you alive at the very knowledge that there was a chance that Elena wasn’t dead. That the woman who was responsible for all of this, the woman who was at the epicenter of everything bad that had ever happened to you was actually still alive and not dead like she was supposed to fucking be. 

“I,” Bonnie cleared her throat as she shared another look with Jeremy who shrugged his shoulders, “I upset the spirits trying to save Elena, she died with Damon’s blood in her system and she’s going through transition right now.” She looked back at you nervously. You nodded your head slowly as you pursed your lips and ran your tongue along your teeth. Breathing deeply through your nose you did your best to calm the wolf inside of you and your own anger as you felt your nails sharpening into points that bit into your skin. The pain was grounding to a point but it wasn’t enough to distract me from the anger or what Bonnie had just told you. 

“So Elena’s on her way to becoming a vampire?” Your voice was still terrifyingly calm and you took a step forward out of Tyler’s reach when you felt his finger tips graze the back of your arm. Your mind raced with thoughts as you watched Bonnie slowly nod her head. Elena was still alive and even worse she was on her way to becoming a vampire. She was on her way to becoming an all immortal being who couldn’t die and wouldn’t die because Damon and Stefan wouldn’t let her but she was supposed to be dead. She should have died when Rebekah ran her off the fucking road. Her death was the only thing consoling you as you grieved for Nik and yet now here you were learning that she had escaped fucking death yet a-fucking-gain!

“Y-Yes, but she hasn’t drank any blood yet we’re trying to find an-” An animalistic growl cut Bonnie off and her eyes widened in fear as she looked at you. She shifted back half a step her hands rising up like she was trying to defend herself, as Jeremy took another step forward. 

“(Y/N) what’s wrong with you?” Jeremy asked his arm out protectively in front of Bonnie. A humorless laugh escaped you as you shook your head and looked down at the ground the last of your control starting to slip away. 

“Love, you need to calm down,” Tyler’s voice held a hint of warning to it and you stepped towards Jeremy and Bonnie again ignoring Tyler’s words as you looked back up at them. 

“Things would be a lot better for me if your god damned sister would just stay fucking dead!” You shouted and this time Jeremy’s eyes widened the surprise in his eyes quickly being replaced with concern and anger. 

“You don’t mean that (Y/N).” There was a hint of desperation in her tone as she took a step towards you but Jeremy held her back with his arm. Again you let out a humorless laugh that held just a hint of mania to it that had Jeremy forcing Bonnie to take another step back his eyes never leaving you. 

“Hahaha no. No. No, I do, I do mean that. We would all be better off if Elena fucking Gilbert was dead. I mean just think about it, do you know who many people have died because of her? I mean if it wasn’t for her your aunt Jo would still be alive Jeremy, Alaric would still be alive, Caroline’s father would still be alive, Bonnie your mother wouldn’t be a vampire and your grandmother would still be alive, Vicky would still be alive too Jeremy, hell Caroline wouldn’t even be a vampire if it wasn’t for fucking Elena! Everyone would still be alive if it wasn’t for the cancer that is Elena Gilbert! So yes Bonnie I do mean I do wish that Elean would just fucking die already!” You screamed at them your anger finally getting the better of you. Your wolf was practically in control at this point as you growled low in your throat at all of them and they just stood there in shock. 

“(Y/N)... please you have to calm down this-this isn’t you, I don’t know what Klaus has done to you but if you just clam down we can fix this ok?” Bonnie’s voice shook slightly as she spoke and you scuffed as you rolled your eyes. Stopping in your pacing you turned sharply on your heel to face them both a hard look on your face. 

“See that’s where you’re wrong Bonnie, Nik and his family haven’t done anything to me in fact they’ve done more for me than Elena and the rest of you ever have, they’ve been there for me when the rest of you have been too busy dealing with Elena, helping Elena, saving Elena, Elena, Elena, Elena, it’s always been about Elena with you people. But with them,” You gestured to Tyler who was standing behind you never taking your eyes off of the worried/terrified look Bonnie and Jeremy were giving you. 

“With them it’s actually about me, they actually care about me and you know what…” You trailed off as you slowly lowered your arm down a large smile spreading across your face when you saw Bonnie and Jeremy’s eyes widen when they noticed the claws that had extended on your hands. “I think it’s time I repay their kindness and get a little revenge for myself.” Your wolf was now more or less in control at this point as your eyes glowed yellow and before anyone could do anything you charged at Jeremy. Tackling him to the ground you landed a swift punch to his face causing him to stop any attempt at fighting back and allowing you to wrap both your hands around his neck.  

“(Y/N)!” Bonnie shrieked from besides you. You dug your nails into Jeremy’s neck squeezing tightly as you snarled down at him. His hands flew up grabbing at your forearms trying to pull your hands off your neck as he bucked his hips but you didn’t even budge. Your anger and your wolf fueling your strength as you stayed where you were.

“Stay right there Bonnie or I rip little Gilberts throat out right now!” You shouted back at her and you looked away from Jeremy and towards her. She watched you her gaze flicking between you and Jeremy like she was waiting for you to do something, to say that you were joking, but when you didn’t took a step back from you both. 

“(Y/N), please don’t! Let him go! Please!” She pleaded with you. You chuckled as you glanced over at Tyler to see him watching you with interested eyes and then you looked back at Bonnie. Truth be told you wanted to kill Jeremy right here and now, make Elena suffer in the way that you had because you knew that there was no one more important to Elena right now than her precious baby brother, not even the Salvatores. Of course he still had on that stupid ring so you’d have to take it off first before you could finish him off and while the idea of torturing him did sound appealing maybe you could use this all to your advantage to still accomplish your original goal. There was no way that Bonnie was going to buy you as the helpless hostage now, not after what you’d just done, but now you had a new bargaining chip one that was important to both Bonnie and Elena. 

“Maybe, if you do something for me first.” Your voice was calm and held a saccharine sweetness to it as you looked away from Bonnie and back towards Jeremy tilting your head to the side. You loosened your grip just a fraction and he heaved in large gulps of air the color returning to his face.

“What? What do you want?” The desperation was clear in Bonnie’s voice as she looked between the two of you and threw a quick glance towards Tyler. Tyler hadn’t moved from his spot watching you with an increasing amount of interest. This was a side of you that he’d never seen either and he would be lying if he said it wasn’t a bit of a turn on watching you play the villain to people who were once your friends. He would also be lying if he said it wasn’t touching to see the extent that you were willing to go to in order to save him.

“I want you to put him back in his original body.” You stated plainly, gesturing with your head towards Tyler. Bonnie’s jaw clenched, her eyes filling with hatred as she glanced towards Tyler. 

“I already told you that I can’t, I don’t have the strength to do it,” She stated. You nodded your head slowly as you began to squeeze Jeremy’s neck again cutting off his oxygen and digging the points of your claws into his neck. 

“Well then, I highly suggest you find the strength to do so then because I have no problems killing Jeremy over and over again until you do find that strength, he is wearing the family ring after all.” Blood had started to pool around your claws, dripping down the curve of Jeremy’s neck as you added more pressure. 

“(Y/N)! You don’t mean that! You can’t kill him!’ She shouted at you and you would have chuckled but Tyler beat you too it. Glancing away from Jeremy’s quickly reddening face and towards Tyler you saw him now leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest and a smug look on his face. 

“Oh but I think she can I think she fully intends on doing so. So, I would suggest you do as she says and what was it? Oh yes find the strength,” He commented and you returned the smirk that he was giving the both of you. 

“I’d hurry up if I were you too Bonnie, Jeremy doesn’t look like he’s got a lot of air left in him.” You looked back down at Jeremy giving him a mock concerned look when you saw just how red his face had become. You loosened your grip on his neck just slightly and you felt as he started to breathe in air. Before he could take in a full breath or even start sucking down air you squeezed down again, pushing your nails further into his neck causing him make a pained sound. His nails clawed at you forearms trying to pull them off but you just smirked back at him his attempt doing little to move you. 

“Ok! Ok! I’ll try! Please! Please just stop!” Bonnie shouted at you and you retracted your claws as you looked up at her again tilting your head to the side. 

“I don’t see you trying,” You pointed out. She huffed at you and raised her hands up in front of her with her palms up and her eyes closed. Once she’d assumed the position you loosed your grip on Jeremy’s neck allowing him to breathe while Bonnie focused on casting the spell. It didn’t last long though because soon Bonnie’s face was twisting up in frustration, and she let out an annoyed huff dropping her hands to the side. 

“I can’t do it. I told you I’m too weak, you’re just going to have to wait until I’m stronger,” She stated. A snarl rumbled out of your chest and your lips curled back to reveal your fangs as your grip on Jeremy’s neck tightened once again. 

“Try. Again.” Your voice was barely more than a growl, and you were sure that had it been any closer to a full moon you would have turned right there. 

“She… said she… can’t!” Jeremy chocked out from underneath you. You turned your snarl to him, lifting his head up you slammed it back down on the ground not enough to knock him out but enough to hurt.

“Shut up!” You shouted at him never taking your eyes off of Bonnie. “Try. Again.” You ordered her. Bonnie snapped her eyes closed and her hands shook as she raised them palm up and you loosened your grip on Jeremy’s neck again watching her closely. Her face was screwed up in concentration and her mouth moved silently muttering Latin under her breath. The more it failed to work the more frustrated she seemed to become and the more frustrated she became the more you squeezed Jeremy’s neck. 

“I can’t! I can’t do it,” She shouted as she threw her hands down and opened her eyes again. “I already told you I upset the spirits enough as it is earlier, they won’t let me won’t let me access my magic for a spell this dark.” She whined again her wide eyes darting between you and Jeremy. 

“Alright then,” You shrugged your shoulders. “Then I guess Jeremy dies.” Your claws sharpened and you dug them into Jeremy’s neck feeling around for his trachea so you could rip it out in front of her. 

“I really hope you’re wearing that ring of yours Jeremy or, hehe oops,” You smirked down at him with a shrug of your shoulders. 

“No! (Y/N) you can’t!” Bonnie shouted. Almost immediately after that you felt a pain surrounding your brain almost like your head was caught in a vice grip. Your grip around Jeremy’s neck loosened just a fraction as you winced feeling the pressure of the ancestors squeezing at your brain with their combined strength trying to get you to surrender, to stop what you were doing. But you wouldn’t stop, you didn’t want to stop, you wanted either Klaus back in his original body or you wanted revenge against Elena and you didn’t care who you had to kill to get what you wanted. 

“Tell your ancestor dogs to back off Bonnie or else I’ll end their line here and now like it was supposed to end that night I activated my little curse,” You bit out through clenched teeth and when the pain didn’t immediately stop you spoke up again. “I will make it painful ancestors.” You added on. The ancestors held on for a moment longer increasing the pain for a moment before letting you go and disappearing. 

When the pain stayed away for a few seconds you turned your attention back to Bonnie: “Do the spell now Bonnie.” You ordered. 

Bonnie chewed on her bottom lip for a moment before taking a deep breath and raising up her hands again as she began chanting under her breath. The air around you crackled with power and goosebumps broke out along your skin as you finally let go of Jeremy’s neck and sat back. You looked behind you when you heard Tyler groan and a satisfied smile spread across your face as he fell to his knees reaching up and grabbing at his head. He continued to groan for a few moments while you climbed off of Jeremy and walked over to the stairs all while Bonnie continued chanting. The sensation of power in the air had faded away and yet Bonnie continued to chant from behind you, though you couldn’t find it in you to care too much. You were much to focused on Tyler and making sure that it was just Tyler in that body and not both him and Klaus. 

“Bo… Bonnie!” Jeremy’s voice was scratchy and hoarse as she shouted for Bonnie. 

“Tyler?” You asked him as he lifted his head out of his hands and looked up at you confused.

“(Y/N)? Jeremy? Bonnie? What the hell is going on? How did I get here? Where’s Caroline?” He asked but you didn’t wait around to see what would happen next. A large smile spread across your face as you raced up the stairs trying to get out of the house and to the Lockwood cellar as fast as you could. You made up only a few steps though when you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around you waist and in the next second the world was nothing but a blur around you. 

That as well only lasted a few seconds as in the next few moments you were standing with your back pressed against the tree staring into the eyes of a man you thought you would never see again. Your eyes searched Klaus’ face that emptiness you’d been feeling seemingly disappeared leaving you feeling light and full and oh so happy. Tears stung at your eyes, the frayed and broken pieces of yourself coming back together as you reached up and grabbed a hold of Klaus’ face. Holding his face in your hands made this feel all that much more real and you it had you doing the only thing you could think to do. You pulled his face down to yours crashing your lips onto his, it took him a few seconds before he finally caught on to what was happening and hurried to kiss you back. The kiss was anything but what you’d imagined your first kiss with him would be like. You’d imagined it being sweet and gentle with just a hint of possessiveness but this, this kis was anything but that. This kiss was all consuming, it took over your senses drowning you in his scent and in his touch, filling you with a warmth you’d never experienced before as the two of you poured all of your unsaid emotions into that kiss. As you poured all of your love, your anger, your frustration, your sadness, your hurt, into the kiss. It wasn’t until your lungs were burning the desire to breath becoming too much that you finally broke the kiss. Pushing at Klaus’ chest you held him there as you stared up into his nearly black eyes while he smirked down at you. 

“That was quiet the hello kiss, love,” He murmured his thumbs rubbing at your waist through your shirt, though when his hands had gotten to your hips you hadn’t the faintest idea. 

“If you… ever… ever do that… again I’ll… fucking kill you… immortal hybrid… or not… got it?” You heaved out in between gasps of air. Klaus chuckled as he reached up and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Instinctively you tilted your head into his touch. 

“Duly noted love, though in my defense the body swap was the Bennett witch’s idea not mine,” He pointed out and you rolled your eyes. 

“I don’t care whose idea it was, you pull a stunt like that again without telling me and I’ll kill you. Now kiss me again and then you’re going to take me back to the mansion before Rebekah burns this entire town to the ground.” You ordered him and he smirked down at you his hand coming to cup your cheek. 

“Don’t get cocky now love, you’re not the one in charge here.” He teased you and you scuffed at him.

“Says you,” You teased right back and he grinned before pressing his lips against yours. This time the kiss was the sweet, passionate one that you’d been thinking would be your first kiss with him, and though it was short it was just as fantastic as you was just as fantastic as the other one. 

“Hold on love.” He scooped you up bridal style, cradling you against his chest and he waited until your arms were wrapped around his neck before he took off running towards the mansion. 

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[kinzis-writing]

Dating Klaus Mikaelson Would Include - HC

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

requested by: @catmikaelson20​

Warning(s): none.

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

*Not proofread or edited*

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

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

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

- Believe it or not he loves cuddles!

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

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

- he ensures you’re completely happy 

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

- Lots and lots of traveling 

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

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

- Plenty of kisses.

- He’s not shy with any sort of affection

- he is very proud to show off what is his

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

- You’re very special to the hybrid

- He’s not exactly good with his words 

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

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

- doesn’t open up easily

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

- You are the only person to see his every emotion 

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

- He worked his way up to trusting you fully 

- he’s very appreciative of you

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

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

- ^ especially Elijah and Rebekah 

- Klaus can become very jealous.

- ^ easily and fast. 

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

- when you fight, you use his full name. 

- “Get over yourself, Niklaus.”

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

- He will always have a soft spot for you

- He never lets you leave the house by yourself

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

- Can be a bit suffocating in certain occasions

- however, he plans the best dates

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

- he’s a romantic.

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

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

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

- you are his forever and always will be. 

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

[lapidaverunt-scriptor]

hello can you make headcanons about yandere klaus mikaelson (tvd)

Headcanons Yandere! Klaus x Reader dating:

Hi, yes I can. Thanks for the order =) sorry if it doesn't look good, Yandere's concept is kind of new to me. Sorry for the delay

Warnings: A Little NSFW, Toxic Relationship, Murder, Stalking

-He is very possessive (more than usual) with you

-Gets very stressed if someone approaches you even if it's their own family

-If someone looks at you for too long, they die

-If someone dares to dare with you… The tortures were once considered better and they were read in practice

-Leaves a bunch of hickeys all over your body to prove you're his

-Let no one dare to hurt you if not, that man would be much worse than the devil (He already is)

-Where you are, he is together either with you or from afar watching (he never lets you leave the house alone)

-Obsessed with the marks he left on you

-the same if there is you in place or place for you to sit

-That man spoils you a lot, he wants to make sure you have everything to be by his side

-He likes to fuck you every day marked that he is your alpha

-I hope no one tries to threaten their life or they are doomed to hell on earth

-You have him wrapped around your finger, he absolutely anything you ask for

-But he never lets you go.

-You are everything to him, this man would never let you get away

-He loves you very much, and makes it clear to you.

sorry, this headcanon can be really bad. I'm writing other stuff and haven't had time to come up with something more decent.

[make-me-imagine]

What the Heart Wants

Sensory Prompt: 'The feeling you get when you learn a crush has been asking about you.' Requested By: @witchygagirl & @mandyzsick101 (surprisingly, you both sent in the same color and number for your mystery prompt)

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x GN!Reader

Plot: Much to your own dismay, you find you have a crush on a certain Hybrid. And much to your surprise, he seems to be showing interest in you. But you are smart enough to be suspicious. Is he asking about you because he shares your feelings, or is there something he wants from you?

Warnings: None!

Words: 1.9k

Notes: It's been a long while since I've watched TVD; but this takes place in Mystic Falls - the events of The Originals has/did not take place. Also, I don't remember if Heretic's hearts beat, so just go with it lol.

General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire, @rexit-mo TVD/Klaus Taglist: @flourishandblotts-inc, @violentmommabear42

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"Haven't you memorized that thing already?" Caroline asked as she watched you flipped through the large grimoire in front of you for the third time.

"Probably." You muttered. "But I wont know until I end up having to use one in the heat of the moment."

As the front door opened and shut, your eyes lifted as you saw Damon entering. You squinted as you noted how Damon's eyes seemed to be studying you an unusual amount. As he began making himself a drink, you saw how he was watching you in the reflection of a mirror.

"Is there something you want Damon, or are you just staring at me for fun?" You asked as you looked fully over at him.

Your question earned the attention of everyone in the room, as they all turned to Damon expectantly.

Turning, he took a drink before he pointed at you. "How well do you know Klaus?"

You felt your heart palpitate at the question as you furrowed your brow. "I don't. Not really. I've talked to him not even a handful of times. Why?"

"Because he seems to have an unusual amount of interest in you."

You felt your neck and ears heat up at this new information. Why would he be asking about you? What did he want? Why were you suddenly on is radar when he barely seemed to note your presence before?

Now you felt all eyes on you. "What do you mean?"

"Does he want Y/n to perform a spell for him or something?" Caroline asked.

"That's not the kind of interest he seemed to be showing." Damon said as he sat down. "He's been asking personal questions."

Your face only grew hotter at this, and you looked between Caroline, Bonnie and Elena, who stared at you in surprise.

"I think the big bad hybrid has a crush." Damon said in an almost sing-song voice.

"That's ridiculous." You said as you turned your attention back to the grimoire, trying to play this new information off as uninteresting. "He is probably just trying to weasel his way into getting me to do something for him."

"Yeah, something alright." Caroline teased.

Grabbing a nearby pencil, you threw it at her. "Not funny" you tried to sound serious, but it was hard to hide the smile playing at your lips.

After you were bombarded by an array of comments and questions, you decided to leave the mansion. You needed to clear your thoughts.

When Klaus first arrived in Mystic Falls, he was the enemy. But over the last few years, and after some unusual events, he was a frenemy of sorts. Not all bad, not all good. He caused trouble, but also helped when there was danger in the town. You weren't truly sure what to think of him, but you knew one thing for sure. The Hybrid interested you.

Niklaus Mikaelson was charming, and could be kind if he wanted to, though it was often over-looked by the troublesome and dangerous sides. He was strong, powerful, and attractive. He made you nervous is a variety of different ways, and you hated it. But one consolation was the thought that he didn't really know much about you, or seemed to care.

But now, he was asking about you. Every time you thought about it, you felt your chest tighten and your stomach twist. Your heart would beat faster, your face would burn hotter. Why would he notice you all of a sudden? Did he really just want to use you in some way?

The last time you were around each other, he did learn you were not just a vampire but a heretic. And he saw how powerful you could be. Maybe he wanted to use it now.

If that was what he wanted, you weren't just going to turn over for him. No matter how much he flattered, or charmed you. You knew he could be dangerous, and no matter if you had a crush on him or not, you would not let him use you.

- - - - -

Looking down at the flyer, you read it over once more before setting aside and looking up at Matt. "You'd think everyone would be tired of festivals and balls by now, we seem to have one every week."

Matt smirked "Yeah tell me about it. I get tired of having to work at all of them, sometimes the pay isn't even worth it. But, this is Mystic Fall's Summer Solstice Ball, so obviously I have to go. Are you?"

You rolled your eyes, amused. "I would say no, I'm not. But no doubt I will be dragged out by Caroline. She's determined to go to every party, festival and ball she can this summer before returning to the college."

"Well Caroline does love a party." Matt commented before he turned to attend another customer.

You smiled as you looked down at your phone. Suddenly, you felt a chill run up your neck, as an overwhelming feeling of being watched washed over you. Slowly looking up, your eyes locked on a pair of blue eyes over Matt's shoulder. As Matt moved out of view, you saw the full view of Klaus' as he continued to stare at you.

You felt a shiver run trough your whole body as your heart picked up speed. You knew he noticed this, as a smirk slowly crossed his face. Watching as he slowly lifted his hand, and waved at you, you felt almost unable to look away.

Watching as he slid out of his seat, you knew he was coming over to you. You took a deep breath and tried to steady your nerves. You met Matt's gaze for a moment and you saw him furrow his brow as you felt someone sit on the stool beside you.

Clutching at what courage you had, you straightened up and looked over at Klaus, holding his gaze. "Niklaus." You greeted.

He smiled and spoke with a low and steady voice. "Y/n."

You felt goosebumps rise up your arms as he said your name. You tried to sound disinterested as you spoke "Can I help you with something?"

"Oh, I'm sure you could help me with many things. But, I am not here to ask for a favor."

You studied him for a moment, as you tried to decide if he was lying, He stared at you, patiently waiting, as though he knew what you were doing.

"Damon said you were asking about me, forgive me for assuming that means you wanted something out of me."

He smirked again, something he seemed to do more often than not. "I was simply asking questions out of curiosity, and interest."

"Interest in what?"

My magic? My ancestry?

"You." The response was simple, and spoken as though it answered every other question you might have. But it didn't.

"Why." Not a question of curiosity, but a demand to know what he wanted from you.

"Can't I just be interested in wanting to know you?" He mused.

"Well, you tend to have a bad reputation of using my friends, so forgive me for not believing that's all this is."

"And I understand your caution entirely, but tell me, what can I do to convince you I have no intention of abusing your power for my own means."

"Stop causing unnecessary trouble for me and my friends and almost getting us killed would be a good start."

He lifted his hands up "Have you seen any trouble in recent weeks or am I correct in stating it's been rather quiet around here recently?"

"Well there was that incident at your families home last week."

You saw his eyes almost twinkle. "Yes. That. Well, though I can promise I know how to behave when it's necessary, I cannot promise that the behavior of my siblings."

You shrugged your head a bit, in a small amount of understanding. "I suppose I can't hold that against you."

Klaus slowly reached over and pulled the flyer for the solstice ball towards him. He hummed to himself "So this is the ball my sister has been incessantly talking about. Going?" He asked while looking up at you.

Looking from the flyer to his eyes, you could see in his eyes that he already knew the answer. "So we're not going to pretend you weren't listening to mine and Matt's conversation earlier then?"

His lips slowly curled into a wide smile as he tapped his fingers on the flyer. "What can I say, I love listening to you talk."

You rolled your eyes, swallowing down the lump in our throat as you hoped the heat you could feel in your cheeks was not visible.

Klaus kept his gaze on your face as he lowered his voice "I do hope you decide to attend."

"Why? I hope you're not planning to cause trouble."

Lifting his hand and placing it on his chest, he gave you a puppy-eyed look "Cross my heart." His face became amused as he leaned in a little closer to you. "No, love, I simply wish to have the chance to dance with you."

Meeting his gaze, you tried to see through him. Looking for a look of mischief, deceit, but all you found was an earnest and somewhat flirtatious gaze.

"What if I can't dance?"

"I'll teach you." He retorted quickly.

Unable to stop it, you let out a soft laugh, not missing the way his eyes lit up when you did.

"You don't give up easily do you?"

"I don't give up at all."

"Funny, you don't seem the patient type."

Klaus lowered his voice and leaned in, as though he was going to tell you a secret. "The best things in life Y/n, are worth waiting for. And I think you, love, are something I would wait a very long time for."

You countered his lowered tone and gaze. "What makes you think you wont be waiting forever?"

His lips curled a little, and you saw his eyes dart to your lips, before he met your gaze again. "Because I can hear the way your heart beats when I'm near you. And I know it's not out of fear. It beats like that, only for the thing it wants."

"Don't think you know what my heart wants."

"But I do know. And I know because if my heart were still beating, it would be beating the same way, for you."

Silence lingered between you as you stared into each others eyes. Another moment passed before Klaus reached over and took your hand. You jolted slightly at the sudden contact.

Bringing your hand up to his face, Klaus pressed a slow and delicate kiss to your hand, while keeping his eyes locked with yours.

Letting go, he stood from his stool "I assure you, Y/n, I am a very patient man." Leaning down, he brought his lips to your ear. "But I don't think I'll be waiting long at all."

You felt his presence vanish as he left the bar, and left you with a racing heart and mind.

"What the hell was that?"

Matt's voice broke you from your thoughts. You met his eyes and shook your head, before lying "I have no idea."

Turning, you looked at the door, thinking back on all he said. You knew it was bad idea, but maybe, just maybe, you would go to the ball after all.

xx End xx

[imagine-always-and-forever]

The Kissing Virgin

A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x Reader

Summary: you've never been kissed. Until now.

Warnings: none

Word count: 2,280

Authors note: this is a one-shot inspired by an anon's headcanon request.

The fact that you had never actually kissed anyone was a fact that you planned to never ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, EVER tell anyone. Let alone Klaus Mikaelson.

Klaus was, if you were being generous, your friend. You often ended up in the same places because of either bad(?) luck, life or death drama that you were for some unknown reason dragged into every time, he apparently had good taste in bars, and/or he decided he "needed" your help. Usually that last was as bait or to be some kind of distraction in his latest scheme which honestly? Rude.

The thing was that you weren’t embarrassed about being kissing virgin. As in, you yourself felt it meant nothing to have never have kissed someone or to have kissed a million someones. The problem lay with others. Over the years, you found that people tended to treat those that have never being kissed as diseased. As if that meant you were somehow coated in undesirable pheromones and contagious to boot.

And to be clear, it wasn’t that you believed it, or that you didn’t want Klaus to think you were diseased, or that you thought he would even have such idiotic thoughts. The issue was that despite your own thoughts on the matter, it was embarrassing to be the center of everyone else’s speculation as to why.

Why haven’t you had your first kiss yet? You learnt that you could tell a lot about someone with how they approached their question of why. If they asked why you haven’t been kissed yet, it implies that you’re the problem whereas if they ask why you haven’t kissed anyone yet, it implies that everyone else is the problem. Is it you or is it them?

The answer, obviously, was neither. Or both. Kissing someone required a someone. You didn’t have a someone and you didn’t feel compelled to make anyone that someone. Nobody else also had actually attempted to make you their someone, so there was that too. So, whose fault was it that your lips were doomed to loneliness?

You had no idea and you’d stopped caring to figure it out. It was pointless, after all. What difference would it make now? It wasn’t as if you couldn’t be kissed. Getting kisses was easy. You saw it all the time. There was a lot of options out there to help too. Alcohol could help you or them not care who the someone was. Dating apps could find you a someone you wanted to kiss. Friends could set you up with someone, as they often offered.

But you didn’t want it. You saw no reason to rush and you really didn’t care most of the time. When you found someone you wanted to kiss and they wanted to kiss you too and the timing was right, it would happen. Naturally.

Nature, as it would seem, just really liked a slow burn.

So, no. You were not embarrassed that you were a kissing virgin. But the speculation? It hurt after a while. As you stood there with your secret out in the open, and the people around you at the party made their jokes, it all hit just a little too hard to make your laugh genuine.

You tried not to let yourself look his way. Why the sudden, desperate, urge not to look at him came over you, you didn’t know and it surprised you to find that it was the fear that he’d join in on the jokes the moment so much worse.

Like you said, you were friends with Klaus at best. Most of the time you just existed in each other’s world and when you interacted it was never that serious. Even in the moments that probably should have been. You bantered and you flirted.

Klaus was just one of those people that slipped into being a natural flirt around the right person. Not like Kol, who seemed to flirt with anyone and everyone, but when Klaus Mikaelson decided someone wasn’t boring and he might bother to try keeping them from an early grave? Flirting ensued.

It didn't mean anything. Which was exactly why you engaged in it. You gave as good as you got and banter was one thing you were experienced and good at. Klaus was the one that made it cheeky. He’d slip in a comment here or there that was a little bit too direct. The game you played was meant to dance around the edges of flirtation with easy and plausible deniability. If someone went too far, you’d be able to accuse them of actually liking you and that wasn’t what the goal of the game.

But Klaus liked to push things. He liked throwing you off. He liked to catch you in loopholes, winning points when you thought you’d caught him saying more than he did only to easily disarm your accusation of interest in you. He was a master at banter and employing deception in it. He could use the smallest bit of information to keep the game going or trick you.

Overhearing this little secret was hitting gold. No first kiss? The unimaginative whys alone were enough to deploy in your next game. He’d used digs at you before, friendly teases that you laughed at afterwards. This wasn’t like that. This would hurt.

You tried to push aside the fact that you knew he couldn’t help but be wondering why himself and excused yourself to refill your glass, leaving the speculators behind. The bar at the party was thankfully located a ways away, giving you the distance from Klaus that you needed.

Of course, he found you by yourself, downing a glass of red wine not five minutes later, still by the bar. You ignored his approach, despite his unmistakable cologne drifting on the breeze and directly into your face like a wonderfully scented slap in the face.

“You've really never been kissed?"

Really you should have expected it. Straight to the point, amusement in his voice. You didn’t turn to face him as you poured yourself another glass. You'd have said something witty but this was glass number three in as many minutes so you just went with "no" and downed the wine.

Thank god for the open bar.

"That's a pity."

Not expecting that to be his response, you couldn’t help yourself as you turned your head sharply to see his expression. You regretted it instantly.

If Klaus Mikaelson had been wearing a taunting smile you could have handled it. Hell if he was wearing a shit eating grin, you could have handled it. If this was him starting another round of the game, eager to utilize his new piece of information, you could have handled it.

But Klaus Mikaelson was not looking at you like that at all. He was looking at you with a cheeky smile, a curious light, and a plan.

You found yourself rooted to the spot, uncertain of where to go from there.

“What?” you asked stupidly, empty glass forgotten in your hand as Klaus let a smug and dangerously satisfied smirk play on his lips as if you were reading the script he’d made for the moment.

“Beauty like that ought to be tasted by someone,” he said with a shrug, as if it was obvious. You frowned as he stepped towards you, thinking over his words and wondering what his aim was. Klaus lifted a hand to your face and you opened your mouth, unsure what to say, but were silenced as he gently rested his hand on your chin, thumb coming to softly brush across your bottom lip. “And these lips…” he whispered, almost to himself as his eyes watched his own thumb smudged your lipstick.

“What are you doing?” you asked. Part of you wondered how he was going to spin this into a trick if you were to call him on his actions for what they surely were but you couldn’t fathom. A stronger part, the part that led to you not moving from his touch, wondered why he came over to find you.

Klaus lifted his gaze to your eyes and you refused to think about the genuine curiosity you saw there or the flash of vulnerability. Instead you focused on the determination and the fire. You swallowed, the movement causing Klaus’s lip to quirk up as he felt your bottom lip move slightly and the small exhale you let out after.

It didn’t make any sense. This wasn’t part of the game.

But Klaus was leaning in and there was no more time for puzzling out what was happening. Your brain stopped thinking all together. You watched Klaus’s eyes fall shut as he shifted his hand from your its position on your chin to cupping your jaw. You had the faint thought of how nice his lips looked before your own eyes fell shut.

You couldn’t have prepared for it if you’d have wanted. Nature, however, seemed to have finally gotten to the good stuff of this slow burn of your first kiss. It didn’t matter that you didn’t have any real idea of what you were doing. It didn’t matter that you often wondered if you’d know which way to turn your head, which way to slot your lips together, what to do with your tongue be it in your mouth or theirs, where to put your hands, if you had to hold your breath, how long it should last, or any of the many questions you pondered at night thinking of this moment. Of your first kiss.

It didn’t matter because it was natural. You just knew. Or rather, your body just knew. You didn’t even think of these questions because you didn’t think at all. You just felt. Your senses were honed in and alert. The scent of his cologne and more intoxicatingly, his skin. The gentleness of his hand on your jaw and the heat of the other on your waist. The brush of his facial hair, just enough feel it through the feel of his lips moving, soft and warm against your own. The weight and warmth of his presence itself. The soft inhale of breath, his, and the surprised squeak, yours. The taste of the bourbon, his drink of choice for the night, on his lips mildly overpowering a taste that had to be uniquely him.

Perhaps it felt so natural not because kissing itself was natural. Logically, it probably was just that. But there was something, the only thought that seemed to make it past your sensory overload, that made you think that it perhaps felt so natural because it was him that you were kissing.

There was nothing natural about Klaus Mikaelson. His very existence, before his parents’ intervention, was supernatural. His flawless skin, perfect health, toned body hiding immense strength, his gorgeous looks, his need for blood, his immortality.

No.

There was nothing natural about Klaus Mikaelson.

Except for kissing him.

When Klaus ended the kiss, and it was Klaus that ended it because you would never choose to end something so wonderful, his eyes remained closed for a few moments. You could feel his breath on your lips, lips that were hot and tingling from the new experience they had just had. Klaus did not step back, he did not remove his hand from your jaw or the one at your waste. He simply held the position the two of you were in, and you let him.

Your eyes popped open, and you were thankful that Klaus took his time in opening his own because it gave you time to catalog the look on his face. You didn’t know he could look so peaceful. Klaus’s own lips were also seeming to radiate heat and you wondered if you were so bold as to capture them.

You were not.

So instead you waited for him to open his eyes, startling despite yourself when the peaceful expression changed quickly to fire as his gaze met yours. You didn’t know what you were supposed to do now.

You’d had a lot of people explain to you how to kiss – some sort of unsolicited advice that people thought you were very much solicitating by merely not having done it before - but nobody mentioned what was supposed to happen after. Was this where the naturalness of it would end?

“You think too much,” Klaus said and you managed not to laugh at the fact that you weren’t even capable of thinking until moments ago.

“You kissed me.”

“You let me.”

You weren’t exactly sure what to say to that because you weren’t exactly sure if you wanted to explore why you had let him. So instead you just said, “that was my first kiss.”

Klaus gave you a small smile with a little mix of pride and satisfaction in it.

“I’m no longer a kissing virgin,” you mused, thinking of how you’d never again be able to say you haven’t had your first kiss. That now you not only have someone as your first kiss, but that someone was Klaus Mikaelson. You’d probably get just as much teasing for that.

Klaus tilted his head at you, eyes lighting up with curiosity, intrigue, and a glint you recognized as incoming cheek.

"Well, in a sense anyway," he smirked.

You frowned before you realised what he meant and then before you could rebut, he was all smiles and leaning in.

“For the record, I am happy to help you with any other virginity matters as well,” he said against your lips, and then you had your first-ever second kiss.

[justlostinautumn]

Request: Love Sick!

@catmikaelson20 asked: hello, could you make a request for klaus where he is madly in love with the reader and is courting her and everyone makes fun of him because with the others he is an idiot and around him he basically follows her like a puppy and grabs anything to please her🥰🥰

Klaus normally gets what he wants. Women and men normally fall at his feet craving his attention, but Y/N wasn’t like that and he was happy about that. He had made it his mission to make her his. He was going to court her, he didn’t care the lengths he had to go to win her favour, but what he did know was that he was going to win it.

Klaus had decided that it would be Y/N or no one else. So, he decided that he would begin the courting process. He knew that it would take time, but he has all the time in the world.

Klaus decided to start off simple and thought it would be best to be friends. Getting to know one another and spending time together. Y/N loved spending time with Klaus, he was always so open about talking about everything he had seen and experience. Whereas, Stefan just wanted to bury it away like his nature and Damon would always make some wisecrack joke about his past. Y/N found herself spending more time around Klaus and his family and getting to know them. Spending time with them felt undramatic and simple, it didn’t feel like there was another drama around the corner and she was happy about that.

The more time they spent together to more often Klaus would bring her gifts like her favourite flowers and chocolates. But, sometimes it was the simple things like her favourite coffee or a small sketch of her. Without fail it would make her blush and she couldn’t help the smile that would invade her face.

It wasn’t just Y/N that he won over but also her family, his easy charm and manners won them over. They enjoyed watching him with their daughter and how kind and caring he is about her.

When it came to the ball, Klaus got her a stunning dress and requested that she saved him a dance. Y/N wasn’t planning on attending the Ball but she couldn’t refuse him. She loved it and felt like a princess the whole evening even though she had no clue what her friends had planned for the Mikaelson’s. It was Damon and Stefan who had noticed how his focus had gone solely onto Y/N.

Rebekah and Kol were watching as Klaus filled a basket with treats and gifts.

“Nik what are you doing?” Rebekah asked with a raised brow.

“Y/N is ill and I thought that I would make her a hamper with all the things she likes to make her feel better.” Klaus answered as he was putting the finishing touches on it. 

“Look at you Niklaus all domesticated.” Kol grinned manically at his brother.

“Shut it Kol.” Klaus glared at his little brother.

“I didn’t know you could do something so selfless.” Rebekah looked at her brother in shock.

“Well, I have my moments.” Klaus huffed picking up the basket and left quickly leaving behind two highly amused siblings.

Rebekah found it funny watching her love sick brother who refused to love anyone follow after her like a puppy. All she can say is that she is glad that it wasn’t someone like Caroline Forbes. 

Elijah found it refreshing to see his brother like this he had always said that love is a vampire's greatest weakness and now to see him fawning over someone was amusing.

Finn watched on in shock, but soon found it as amusing as his siblings especially in moments when Y/N wouldn’t give him the time of day.

Kol found it hilarious. Kol’s favourite thing is to flirt aggressively with Y/N and also to take up as much of her time as he can to make Klaus jealous.

Y/N decided that she wanted to go to the Grill for a little while and Klaus found out and decided to join her. Damon, Stefan, Caroline and Elena were also there and they watched as Klaus followed Y/N like a lost puppy.

“Oh look it’s the puppy.” Damon grinned, receiving a fierce glare from Klaus and a low snarl making the group all flinch back at the sound, before Klaus quickly brought his attention back to Y/N and melted under her smile. The group watched in mild awe at how different Klaus was with her compared to others. When Y/N leaves after a call from her parents, Damon makes his way next to him. “I didn’t know the big bad Hybrid was all soft for some girl.” Damon grinned amused.

“Have care how you talk about Y/N.” Klaus glared at what Damon said.

“Ohhh, what hitting a nerve with the puppy?” Damon grinned amused.

“Just because you two seem doomed to always want each others girl doesn’t mean we all have to fall at her feet.” Klaus snaps at the two who where taken aback by his words.

Stefan likes to tease him about when they were werewolf hunting and he was continuously asking about her.

[klausysworld]

I don’t know why but I really want something with Klaus breaking reads heart.

Maybe…. Reader and Cami have been kidnapped and Klaus has to choose who to save. He chooses Cami but before reader can be killed Elijah saves her.

Left for dead

Living with the originals was hard enough. Between the betrayals and the wars just within the family was overwhelming let alone outsiders going out of their way to destroy each of them.

Being with Klaus was already difficult, between his mood swings and temper tantrum’s he wasn't an easy person to love and yet I did.

Even when I realised he was in love with someone else, even whilst knowing he was kissing someone else, I didn't leave him. I loved him with everything in me whether it was killing me or not.

I had offered my life for his, I took life for his and I ruined my own life for his. With Klaus came his family and I did everything I could to welcome them as my own. Even after I found out that his sister knew that he was seeing someone else.

Hope was treated the way I would treat my own daughter and I loved more than anyone else to walk the planet. Maybe that was why I stayed, for Hope. Or maybe that’s what I tell myself because how could I have been pathetic enough to stay for a an who only saw me as a warm body.

For some reason I had it in my head that perhaps he loved both me and Camille. Maybe he thought I wouldn't accept it and so he kept it a secret but surely after everything he should know that I would never try to change him or invalidate his feelings. It was stupid to be okay with him seeing Cami behind my back, I was blinded by something I had created in my mind.

I would smile when Cami was near and I tried to talk to Klaus but he labelled me paranoid and brushed it off. So I thought maybe he regretted it and he didn't want me to know because he wanted to stop. Maybe he did still love me.

This was the ultimate test really.

Both myself and Camille were beaten until black, blue and bloody. A loop of our cries and screams echoed through my mind and bounced against the walls of whatever dungeon we were seemingly chained within. I had no way of knowing how long we had been there but my body and soul felt such a sense of relief when Klaus's voice rang through the building. That feeling only lasted a few seconds before our captures taunting replayed in my head:

"Klaus will choose between you both, he will decide who lives or dies. He may think that he can have it all, have you both but I won't let him well. Whichever one he chooses, the guilt from the other will eat away at him, he won't be able to stay with the other. You will all end up broken and alone." he had whispered cruelly.

Her heart pounded in her throat as she watched Klaus approach them both, his hands coated in red as he forced the bars that separated us apart and went to step through only to let out a gasp and drop to his knees. The with who had tortured us for however long appeared from thin air in front of Klaus and I automatically pulled my legs to my chest to hide in the corner.

"Only one of them leaves" he stated, a grin on his face. "I don't care which but you will choose one or they both die and the next to go missing will be your daughter"

At his words Klaus let out a vicious snarl and attempted to lurch forward at the man but a sharp pain forced its way to his head and caused a loud yell of pain to burst from within him.

I could feel my eyes burning with another flow of tears just watching his pain, knowing what he felt. I could see Cami staring straight at me. Over our time in here together she had often brought up Klaus's ultimatum, I told her that I knew that they loved each other. I told her that he would choose her. She was certain that I was wrong and that Klaus didn't love her but just used her as a release. But I knew what Klaus looked like when he was in love. Even so part of me hoped she was right, it was a dark thought, a horrible hope that I wish I didn't have but I really wanted it to be true.

I looked back to Camille, a tight lipped smile that was probably more of a grimace formed on my lips as I mouthed the words 'it'll be okay' to her and her head shook as tears slipped down her cheeks.

Cami was sweet, she was lovely and I loathed it. She wanted to die instead of me, she said I deserved to live more than she did. That I was Hope's second mother I was apart of the Mikaelsons. She apologised for ever being with Klaus and it just made me feel worse. I thought that maybe they were lies, maybe she secretly hoped that Klaus would choose her and I would be left to die.

I couldn't tell and it didn't really matter anymore. Not when I realised that Klaus was right in front of me. I felt a small spark of hope as his arms wrapped around me and he pulled my close to his chest. A soft sniffle left him and his lips pressed to the side and top of my head

"I'm so sorry" his voice whispered with a crack and I went to tell him it was okay before I felt him pulling away and I realised what he was apologising for "forgive me" he uttered as he made his way to Cami.

My eyes stayed blurry with tears but they didn't fall as a complete feeling of numbness spread throughout me completely. I could hear my captures sickening laugh spin around me and I could hear Camille asking Klaus what he was doing.

"Klaus- go back to her" she whispered but he shook his head

"I love you" he admitted and a bitter laugh left my lips. I covered my mouth with my hands and pressed my forehead against my knees. I shouldn’t have been surprised and I shouldn’t have been so upset. I knew he loved her, I knew he would choose but for some reason it hurt so much more when he actually confirmed it.

I could hear Camille apologising to me as Klaus lifted her up, carrying her to a safety I thought I would never again know.

As soon as they left hands were on me, grabbing and dragging me by my hair to force me to crawl wherever he wanted me. Uncontrollable pain shot through me continuously and I had no time to comprehend the sobs that shook my body. I felt my back arch painfully, almost breaking but not quite, my head was forced back so my neck was bared and a sharp knife went to the edge of my neck.

"it's unfortunate really..." the voice uttered before the blade began to sink into my throat. My eyes closed and I welcomed the quick death but the pressure stopped and a thud sounded from before me.

Fingers pressed to the place the knife had began to cut, a familiar scent engulfed me and an arm circled my waist.

"You're alright darling" the voice whispered, pulling me into an embrace making me grab onto the back of his suit silently. "He's gone now Y/n. You're safe." he murmured softly, rubbing my back before i felt him pull back a little bit. My eyes slowly cracked open to see his face, his deep dark eyes boring into mine with a knowing look of pity. Silently I watched as an array of reds and purples scattered under his chocolate brown eyes and his pearly fangs dipped into the tough skin of his wrist. The fresh wound was lifted to my lips and I accepted the metallic taste with a sigh. I drank for much longer than I needed, I expected he would pull be off but his hand only pet the back of my head gently

"Good girl" he whispered "just heal". His touch made my heart hurt and I didn't bother trying to stop the tears from falling anymore. My hands clutched onto his jacket desperately and I gulped his blood down as though it was water.

Soft touches were given to the skin of my face before his silk handkerchief cleaned at the dirt and dried blood that had dripped down my neck. Reluctantly I pulled away from his wrist and licked my lips clean. He wiped his own wrist and tucked the material away into his pocket. Elijah proceeded to pull the jacket off of his body and instead wrapped it around my shoulders. The inside was warm and smelt of home.

My eyes felt heavy with exhaustion and I gave him a tired smile making him frown.

"I'll bring you home now okay?" he whispered but I shook my head

"I can't go back" I muttered "I won't stay with him anymore. I should have left ages ago" I admitted and his eyes grew glossier.

"Where should I take you?" He asked gently and I shrugged

"Airport? Train station? I don't care just don't tell anyone you saved me? Please?" I begged softly and he nodded.

"I'll give you whatever you need" he promised "anything"

[sibsteria]

The Honorary Mikaelson

Warnings: angsty, fluff, smut, mutual pining, jealous!Kol, drug use, violence

Summary: Song fic based on Dove Cameron's Boyfriend because I have such a kink for that banger

Character: Kol Mikaelson x original!heretic!fem!Reader, platonic!mikaelsons x reader, Damon Salvatore x reader

this took me hours rip, I didn’t proof read so any mistakes pls comment and I’ll take care of it besties

Word count: 3000+

I can't believe we're finally alone

He had her in the confines of his arms, palming the wall beside her head, trapped by his body. The smooth fabric of his pants hot against her leg, which protruded from the slit of her gown.

His natural scent, a sugary concoction of honey with a champagne inflection, her favourite.

His words sending her head into a fuss of emotions. She made his heart hammer like a headboard on a honeymoon, and for all the decades he had kept his composure, he couldn't give it up now.

I can't believe I almost went home

He had been on the verge or retiring to his room, his solitary compound, more so to sulk. But seeing her get pushed around by him was the last straw. Disrespecting his family is punishable by death, but disrespecting his Y/n? You poor tortured soul. If you have her, the woman of every man's dreams, why jeopardise it? He just couldn't see the point.

What are the chances? Everyone's dancing

The ball was in full swing, silks and satins gracing the dresses that were soft to the touch, cashmere and cotton suit jackets that fit like a glove.

Partners of two, parading around the floor, a chandelier hanging low from the ceiling. Hues of gold and white painted the walls of the room, generous trimmings of rich fancy. Lights dim but not dark, complimenting the romantic ambience of the night.

And he's not with you

The brown haired sex pest, as he saw him, hand in hand with another woman. Those Salvatore brothers seemed to be on the verge of a sibling owned harem, reserved only for Elena Gilbert.

He had watched his best friend get neglected by both her boyfriend and his brother, as they had chosen to focus their efforts on twirling the crybaby around the dancefloor.

He would have heard her heart sink if she were still human, and he would have hated it, instead he saw the burning tears welling in her eyes- which was debatably worse.

He had her now, attempting to speak sense into the space between her ears, of which hung expensive diamond earrings.

''I need you to understand me.''

''I do, Kol, I just don't want to hurt him-''

''You won't hurt him, you are incapable of hurting him, because he doesn't love you.'' His undead heart hammering in his chest. The silence was a shot stake to their hearts. She was struggling to find the dialect, having kept such secrets for so long.

''I...''

''It's killing me. Watching you be let down, all these years together and I still can't bare to see you get your heart broken.''

It was killing him that Y/n had never seen the eyes he would give her, the pure devotion, a sacred passion for only she.

''I...have suspected that he may not love me. It was obvious from the start the more I think about it.'' She whispers, eyes sullen and glazed over.

''I don't understand how you're upset about him, him!''

The universe must have divined this

''That's not why I'm upset. Am I so nauseating that I cannot be loved?''

Her eyes bore deep into his, he can feel her silent crying breaths hit his skin due to the intimate position.

''I don't understand what you're saying, darling.''

She looks off to the space behind him, choosing her words carefully. The nickname sending shivers down her spine.

''Must I spend every night alone? For all the centuries, I've never been graced with a genuine love. All my distractions, the men, a means to an end-''

''Distractions for what? There can't be something I don't know about you.''

''There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Mikaelson.''

''I simply don't believe it, we turned together. We have been daggered together, I know you inside and out. So please tell me, what is exactly is it that I missed?''

What am I gonna do

''Only my reason for living.''

''Which is?''

''You.''

He had felt his chest tighten, the excitement of such a statement almost making him choke on his own spit.

''W-What are you saying?'' He had never been one to stammer.

''That I love you-'' She turned her head to the side, refusing to meet his eyes for the sure rejection. He removed his palms from the wall, she had assumed it was a disgusted urge to get away from her.

''Y/n-''

''Give me a moment. I need to get it all out or I fear I never will. I have loved you since we picked wildflowers for the first time, in the meadows that stretched for miles, probably in this very spot we stand in. You always did pursue the more confident women, my mind had convinced itself I never stood a chance. When we turned, when it all-'' she swallows, the memories of poor Henrik, ''-happened. I thought that eternity together may help you love me? But you had never showed interest, so I purged myself on wine and women and men that came along. I understand, if your wish is for distance, I can leave this manor and never speak to you again. After all, finding out that your best friend since birth has been in love with you all these years you may find...uncomfortable-'' she feels the hot tears running down her face, watching the smirk on his face cracked her open, ''I'm glad you find this funny-'' she pushes past his shoulder, to leave.

Not grab your wrist?

His hand reaches for hers, gripping her wrist. He uses his vamp speed to pin her back against the wall.

He's kissing her, with a fervour that no man could match, his body couldn't be closer to hers. Her eyes roll back into a closed position, she whimpers into the kiss. Her arms come up to secure themselves around his neck, his right arm is anchored around her waist. His left hand comes up to cup her cheek, wiping away the tears that stood angrily pouring.

I could be a better boyfriend than him

He parts from the kiss reluctantly.

''I'm yours.'' He's breathless.

''Since when?'' She's curious, a childlike innocence has returned to her eyes.

''Before you felt for me, I can say for sure. We were ten, you tripped and grazed your knee on that stupid rock-''

''The one in front of my home-'' She gasps at the memory.

''-you cried so hard, I remember I came running, it seems like nothing compared to what we've been through since then.'' His eyes gloss over, remembering how many times you had been daggered in front of him, although you were not apart of his family- Niklaus still saw you as a disobeying sister, or someone he must protect from the world.

''That was what did it for you? A crying coward?'' She laughs through her tears of joy.

''Darling, you were ten.'' He snickers.

''I...still have that bluebell you picked for me. I casted a preserving spell on that day, I hid it from your siblings, Nik would have teased me forever.''

''We were so innocent.''

''Dumb as doorknobs, too.'' She lets her head fall forward, resting on his chest.

''You must know, I've never...bedded a woman.'' Her head shot up at this.

''Are you serious?''

''Not because I haven't had the opportunity, because I didn't want it if it wasn't you.'' She felt riddled with guilt, having been around in her lifetime.

''I'm so sorry, oh my-'' Her heart drops, realising how he must have felt watching her sleep around.

''You didn't know. Like you said, you used distractions, I wallowed in self pity like a wimp.'' His sad laughter could have broken her.

''I wish I could go back.'' She chokes on her words, it dawns on her that he could have been her first, and only.

''We can't, but we can go forward. I'm completely in this, you, forever.''

''Not always and forever?'' She makes a light joke at their family motto.

''We've had always since we first lay eyes on each other, it's time for me to give you forever.''

''You make me insane.'' She shakes her head at her infatuation.

''I'm so in love with you.''

I could do the shit that he never did

''So do me a favour, darling, dump the imbecile.''

''I'll kill him if you want.'' She shrugs, nonchalant at the thought of murdering the eldest Salvatore.

''And shield me the fun?'' He raises his brows at her.

''I apologise, I forgot we share the same bloodlust.'' She rolls her eyes.

''That, my love, is why we are soulmates.''

She grins like a sly cat.

''Soulmates?'' She giggles.

''You have been a Mikaelson since my family met you. I mean, we might as well be married by default.'' He crosses his arms, a joking tone.

''Take me out for a drink first, my brother in christ.'' She flicks his shoulder, he pulls her in by the waist, pressing another kiss to her lips.

She chuckles into the kiss, pushing back with matched passion.

''What the hell is this?'' A stern, loud tone shot from down the hallway.

She gasps, pulling away, fighting back laughter.

''Good evening, mate. Meet my girl, Y/n.'' Kol bows to the brunette, storming his way towards them.

''This had better be a very funny joke that I don't understand.'' Damon growls.

''Oh, save the hostility, we both know you don't care.'' Kol rolls his eyes.

''About you kissing her? Aren't you two, like, practically siblings?'' He challenges him.

''Well, she'll have my dna in her tonight, I guarantee-'' He was just too cocky for his own good.

Damon tried to slam the original against a wall only to receive a snap to the neck from the girl who had been battling a fit of giggles.

''Now that was just too far, no one puts hands on you.'' She reveals, walking forward.

''You had better use yours, or so help me-'' His gruff statement drives her desire to have him up against the wall he was almost thrown against.

''Wanna say that again?'' She leans forward, giving lingering kisses to his neck. His head tilts back, arms wrapping lightly around her.

''If you carry on, I'll write lines on a chalkboard, darling.'' He releases a moan as she wraps her lips around a patch of skin, sucking a dark red mark that soon disappears.

''Why do that when I can scratch lines down your back?'' She whispers into his ear.

This is going to be a long evening.

Up all night

His hand pushed her head into the pillows, chest tight against the sheets.

''Fuck, Kol.'' She moans out, his hand wrapping around her hair, his other one grasping her waist.

She insisted on this position, a favourite of hers that she felt he'd enjoy.

His incessant railing driving her over the edge, she bit the pillow below her crying out in broken whimpers.

Kol's desperate whines racked from deep in his chest as he pounded his hips into her with a newfound chase for release.

He remembered what she had told him, his hand releasing her hair, snaking down her front. He presses his middle and pointer finger to her clit, circling tight with a steady pressure.

This spurs her on, pushing her hips back to meet the heaviness of his thrusts.

His body drops forward, his lips pressing kisses to her shoulder, leading up to the crook of her neck before coming back up.

I won't quit

She had switched their positions now, wanting to see his face when he came.

Simple missionary, a plush pillow underneath her lower back.

His hands gripped the low-rise headboard, it was cracking every second under the strain of his grip.

She had her legs loosely wrapped around him, head shooting back to press against the mattress.

She muttered a spell under her breath, a wave of pleasure manipulating the nerves of her clit.

The feeling of his absolutely over average cock hitting her deep pulled moans from her with each snap of his hips.

Her hands raised to grip his shoulder blades, his thrusts becoming incredibly fast.

''Oh, god, Kol.''

Hearing her moan his name again was enough to send him over, he let go, painting her from the inside with centuries of desire being fullfilled. She followed after, clenching around him, dragging her sharp nails down the skin of his back as she had threatened.

He felt embarrassed at the pitch of his whines, but couldn't fight the noises he was making.

Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him

Downstairs, the blue eyed vampire stirred, groggy from his state of knock out.

He pushed himself up from the floor, steading against the wall. His ears tuned in to the sounds, not enjoying what he picked up.

The lewd groans of his now supposed ex-girlfriend and Kol Mikaelson.

''Gross. So gross.'' He puts a hand against his forehead, still fuzzy from his forced slumber.

I could be such a gentleman

She lay there, a sheet of sweat glazed her skin, chest heavy.

He rested his head down next to her, nuzzling his face into her neck, pressing soft kisses to the area.

''I love you, we should shower.'' She spoke, blunt and easy, a pause between the statements

A chortle escapes his lips, vibrating against her.

I could be a better boyfriend

''I love you too, maybe a shared bath wouldn't be too awful.'' He takes her earlobe between his teeth, grazing it lightly before getting up, a lustful sigh leaving her lips.

''Hey, you do not get to do that and walk away!'' She picks up a pillow, throwing it at the man, he catches it without even looking back.

''Well, we have every minute of forever for me to make it up to you.'' He winks, throwing the pillow back on the bed.

He entered his adjoined ensuite, putting in a plug before running the hot tap, he thinks back to the start of the gala.

I don't need to tell you twice

It was the beginning of a dance, Klaus had suggested guests in attendance should switch partners, adding some spice to the dusk.

He watched as her face lit up, beelining towards Rebekah, of course.

She took the blonde's hand, pulling her into an embrace before inaugurating the waltz.

Kol's eyes didn't once land on the lady who had clung to him, instead, lingering on his beauty and the happy moment she had found.

Rebekah loved the girl like family, they all did.

All the ways he can't suffice

He watched as her once beaming face dropped, smile leaving the pretty features.

He looked in the direction that had caught her eye. Of course, the filthy Salvatore had the hybrid blood bag in a close cradle.

If I could give you some advice

He wanted so desperately to heal her wounds, her aching heart. He knew how she had been taken advantage by the man, he knew that she knew he was doing it. The worst part was that she didn't care it was happening.

I would leave with me tonight

He remembers his pleas to the gods, from the second he had switched his dancing partner to his beloved Y/n, for her to have a moment alone with him.

He had promised flutes of champagne before whisking the girl off to an abandoned section of the mansion.

The universe must have divined this

He watches as the bubbles rise to the top of the tub, turning the knob to stop the water overflowing.

The sounds of his padding feet alert her to his presence, she exhales the smoke currently swirling around your mouth.

''Are you smoking without me?'' He teases, as if he didn't smell the smoke from the bathroom, choosing to let her have a moment alone.

''Want some?'' She holds her hand out for him to take the pre-roll, courtesy of Jeremy Gilbert's suit jacket she had raided, delighted to find the piece of heaven.

''Do you need to ask?'' He sits on the mattress, pressing a kiss to her forehead as he took the joint from her. She watched as his lips wrapped around the roach end, his hand coming up to lay against her thigh.

He craned his neck down, kissing her as he blew out the smoke, letting it bounce between their mouths.

''Bath is ready.''

Ladies first, baby, I insist

He trailed his fingers up and down her thigh as she sat, back to his chest, the water at a perfect temperature.

It felt so natural to be so close, as if they hadn't been only friends just hours ago.

Sure, she had kissed him many times, at the expense of games between her found family but this was different. There was heart in it.

Her eyes were closed and he couldn't help but admire her at ease face, you were at peace in this moment, he smiles to himself.

I could be a better boyfriend than him

Back at the party, Damon can't help but break the news to anyone who would listen, after all, he doesn't exactly love betrayal.

''Hey, big bad wolf, did you know that your sibling is upstairs railing the ever living fuck out of my girlfriend?'' His annoyed tone brings a grin to the hybrid's face.

''Oh? Which one, I wonder, has taken her on?'' He teases, of course he knows in his heart, exactly who.

''Take your guess.'' Damon is snide, a sarcastic fake smile slaps him across the facce.

''Finn? No, much to boring for our darling Y/n. It can't be 'Beks as she is over there hanging off the arm of that waiter. Ooh, my money would be on Elijah but he's much too noble to drop his trousers for a taken woman.'' He reaches out, picking up a glass of something from a passing busboy.

''Stop playing games. I'll kill him-''

''Will you?'' Klaus objects.

The Salvatore is silent.

''Because to me, it seems like you never cared for her at all, it takes me all of my will to not stake you where you stand- per Y/n's request. My thought is that she'll want to do it herself now, having found a reason to drop you and your...poor attempts of love and compassion.'' He takes a sip from his expensive crystal ware, his Mikaelson smirk still adorning his smug features.

I could do the shit that he never did

Being in Kol's arms felt so right, at long last.

Her heart skipped a beat every moment she realised it was real, that she wasn't dreaming in the discomfort of her past lovers bed.

Up all night, I won't quit

She knew the eve wasn't over, the pair still had a millennia of lost time to please.

Thinking I'm gonna steal you from him

Kol was proud at his efforts and success of getting his paws fangs on her, finally getting what he wanted.

He was growing tired of the pining and swooning.

I could be such a gentleman

His hands linger as he wraps the crisp white towel around her, hugging her from behind, nose pressed into her hair.

I could be a better boyfriend than him

Him. Who stood, defeated and angered.

I could be a better boyfriend

Memories sparked in Kol's mind, of all the times he could have stopped it.

I never would have left you alone

It was a party at the Salvatore boarding house, in late august.

She sat on the couch, legs and arms crossed watching her then boyfriend dance around with the girl she hated. Not because she wanted him and often tried to swipe him from her, no, because she was such a whiny crybaby. She read through old messages in the Mikaelson family group chat.

Here on your own, glued to your phone

Kol watched, a sad smile playing on his lips as you scrolled through whatever it was you had focused your attention on, shaking his head at the audacity of the ripper's worst half.

Never would have left you alone

He never would have left you alone.

For someone else to take you home

After all that, he still had to watch you disappear to sleep in his bed, for months on end.

He spoke up, snapping out of his thoughts and memories.

''I will worship you for eternity.'' The sincerity of his voice making you smile.

''And I, you.''

I could be a better boyfriend than him.

[buckybarnesb-tch]

Random Thoughts: Klaus Mikaelson

Sick Mate

Klaus was always there for you when you’re sick, he hates seeing you in any kind of discomfort.

You always try not to tell him, but he always finds out. He’s normally clingy so when all of a sudden you tell him you’re ‘busy’ he always knows and he’s there so fast you can barely even get a cough out.

He doesn’t like that you refuse to just drink his blood to feel better but you insist being sick is just a normal human thing. You know that he’s going to insist on changing you, probably quite soon and you’re determined to enjoy your human life first. Also honestly, there’s a part of you that actually likes Klaus caring for you like this and once you’re a vampire you’ll never get sick again.

Your Hybrid boyfriend will insist on you staying with him so he can be there whenever you need something. He is always on time for your medication, and making sure your fever stays gone, going so far as to wake you in the night to take your medicine.

He’s the first to volunteer to hold your hair whenever you get sick, putting your hair up in a bun. He has you drink water as much as possible to make sure you don’t get dehydrated and he makes you hot tea several times a day which you find yourself loving quite a lot.

His favorite part about you being sick is the fact that you don’t want to shower, not having the energy to so he runs you a warm bath to help you relax, washing your hair for you which you love and so does he.

Klaus will always take care of you. He loves it and will continue to do so, vampire or human

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

[nmikaelsonimagines]

This is it...

Hi my lovelies,

First off, I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's stuck around during what's been the worst year of my life. In two weeks, it'll be a whole year since my mother passed away, and your support during this time has been incredible - it means the world, and I'm so grateful that 16-year-old me (I think) decided to start this blog.

On that train of thought, it's been a long time since I started writing for Klaus. I'll be 25 this year (*throws up*), and like many things, I've grown and changed, especially in this past year. My emotions and my attitudes have been all over the place, signing off from here one moment, and then promising to come back the next. The past year has been one of figuring out who I am, and that includes my interests.

Which is why I'm writing this. The truth its, 24-year-old me isn't really into the same things as 16-year-old me anymore, and I don't feel it would be fair (or true to my position as writer) to write for a character that I don't feel like I know anymore. You lot have always been so supportive of my interpretation of Klaus, and I wouldn't want to let you down by continuing to write something that wouldn't be true to that.

So, with that, I'm officially calling it. I will no longer be writing on here. I've said it before, I know, but this time I mean it. I really do.

There will never be the words to describe what your love and support has meant to me, and what it continues to mean. Please know that I'm not deleting this blog, and that I'll always be around for chats and random questions or whatever shit you want to throw my way.

I'll be more active on my main blog @amooseinthebunker where I just reblog Supernatural stuff - although I am on a huge Norman Reedus binge at the moment so if anyone wants to talk to me about Daryl Dixon (I would give him my spleen), please do.

Or if you just want to talk about anything at all, I'm here.

I love all of you so so much.

Thank you for everything x