Hi, can you please do a platonic yandere Mikaelsons headcanon with a human reader where they viewed her as a younger sibling? Thanks a lot.
A/N: Hi! I don't know if I'm really happy about this, but I hope you still enjoy this.
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+300ish words.
TW: implied abandonment and abuse. Manipulation, again jsut not good stuff,
The Mikaelsons are fiercely protective of their own and will do whatever it takes to protect the youngest of them.
Elijah had found you barely alive because of dehydration and starvation, and Elijah being Elijah, he took you in.
At first, all of his siblings were really confused by their brother’s behavior but soon after meeting you they became just as obsessed with you as Elijah.
And soon after that they started to call you a Mikaelson too, I mean you need to have the same family as your siblings, right.
Rebekah likes to take almost a maternal role in your life and for most of the time she treats you like a child without free will.
Kol is the fun brother who turns into a version of himself that you cannot even recognize.
Freya and Finn are the most chill of the siblings, but they will manipulate you into staying with the family no matter how stressed you get because of the family.
Klaus is somewhere between Kol and Finn+Freya. But he will hurt you even without realizing it. Also, he gets super paranoid when you aren’t a beaming light of happiness.
Elijah is the most responsible adult of the family, but he will put so much pressure on you (about you being the only hope for the family) that at the end he might hurt your mental state the most.
Overall, you will be well protected, but you never get a moment to yourself, and all of your decisions will be taken away from you.
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Hi, can you please write a scenario where a teen reader escaped from yandere platonic Mikaelsons family after discovering they are vampires that kills people accidentally? Thanks a lot.
A/N: I changed the idea a bit, hope you don't mind. Thanks for the request! Now, to bit more depressing topics: I have been feeling awful lately and I'm sorry that the update pace has been a lot slower. Let's hope I can fix that at some point.
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+500ish words.
TW/CW: Reader throws up, Kol kills people.
This couldn’t be real! This isn’t real, it’s all just a really bad realistic dream!
You had walked to the house after a day of school. Your day had actually been pretty good, and your last class had been canceled. You had been excited to get home, to relax, but your plan didn’t go as well as you had thought.
You had walked in to see blood, so much blood.
And the bodies, all the bodies on the floor in pools of blood.
And Kol..., someone that you had trusted for so long. Kol who had another dead corpse on his shoulder.
And Rebekah sitting in an old armchair without a care in the world. Like this was normal.
You were close to throwing up and you covered your mouth with your hand, scared of making a sound and having the siblings hear your presence.
You could barely hear their bickering. It felt like their voices came from far away. The blood, the bodies, all of it was too overwhelming.
You pressed your back against the wall, frozen in your place. You couldn’t stop yourself from throwing up all the day’s food to the floor.
No sounds could reach you, no you must have been heard.
“Oh, angel, what are you doing here? I thought you had another class! Are you okay? Are you feeling sick? Have you eaten anything spoiled or something?”
Rebekah’s questions might have been comforting if not for the fact that there was a pile of bodies in the other room.
Tears pricked in your eyes, and you pulled as far away from Rebekah’s touch as possible. It was too much...
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The rest of the afternoon went in a haze. You yelled and screamed and fought, terrified of the siblings.
But at the end you lost the fight, tired while Kol held you in his arms you fell asleep exhausted.
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Waking up back in your bed was like heaven came true from a nightmarish day. It all had been just a dream...
You took a deep breath only to be brought back to reality by the fact that your eyes were itchy and your throat dry. The moment of happiness was crushed in a second.
You jumped off of your bed and ran to the door. It was locked from the outside...
You wanted to scream, to curse the whole family and their stupid corpse pile.
But before you could start any of it the door unlocked, and Elijah came in.
“Elijah, what the hell is going on?” You asked, backing all the way to the bed.
“My siblings aren’t very well versed in hiding their nature, I must apologize for what you saw.”
The warm Elijah was nowhere in sight, the Elijah who had practically worked as a father figure for you.
“Elijah please, I don’t understand what’s going on,” Your words sounded more like a plea, but you couldn’t help it.
Elijah walked closer to me giving my forehead a gentle kiss.
“Do not worry, in a few days the vervain is out of your system, and everything will go back to normal...”
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