#TVD legacies

[belle-of-a-time]

Genuinely what is it with sad/evil boys with names similar to my mom??

Why he’s so pretty?? I squeal when he comes on screen he’s so pretty.

Why do all the boys I’m in love with have a name so similar to my mom though that’s weird. My boyfriend… also Ryan Clarke legacies…

#badger boyfriend #it’s one about the boyfriend #legacies #TVD legacies #Ryan Clarke #Ryan clarke legacies #like actually wtf #sad/evil boys who look like they’re always on the verge of tears #he’s about to cry and I’m in love #but it’s weird that they have names so similar to my mom #my boyfriend is always referred to by his title because my extended family mishears his name as my moms name constantly

[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ ２８ － Ｓｏｆｔ Ｌａｕｎｃｈ

－ A Picture Worth Posting - Kaleb Hawkins - The Vampire Diaries: Legacies

－ In which you and Kaleb finally decide to make your relationship public, and just about all your friends at the Salvatore school go haywire.

－ Check out more prompts and other activities on the Flowers In Bloom Event Masterlist!

Having a private relationship had its perks - the increased intimacy from the privacy that came with it all, the little snickers shared between the two of you that no one else would ever know the reason why. The delight and slight adrenaline that came with being the kind of couple that never flaunted your relationship status around like a trophy, and instead kept it on the down low, was an aspect that you and Kaleb treasured, because it worked out for the both of you.

No one knew that you and Kaleb were dating, and to be quite honest, if it wasn’t for the curiosity within yourself to find out how the people around you would react, you would’ve kept it that way. You’d dropped hints to your respective friend groups that you were seeing someone; albeit very vaguely, with talks that surrounded dating that would come up, or who had crushes on who, or who Lizzie had an eye for this time (because she always had an eye out for the new, particularly cute students that rolled in every semester). Yet, none of your friends seemed to pick up the fact that the both of you were dating, much less, dating each other.

“Let’s do it,” Kaleb says one late night in the study hall, pushing the curfew limit enforced by Alaric due to a last minute test neither of you had studied for, “what could go wrong?”

“You just wanna be nosy,” you snickered, but you couldn’t blame him; so did a part of you.

The agreement was to take a picture right then and there, the kind where it only showed a part of the other person's body. In this case, it was a part of Kaleb’s arm, showing the pretty dark skin of his that glowed under the dim warm lighting of the library, also capturing the bracelet on his wrist - one that people knew he wore frequently, but never who gave it to him.

His picture was of the book he was flipping through in the forefront, but the background showed just below your neck, displaying the shirt and cardigan you were wearing that day, a pairing that many people complimented you on. He wanted to do cheesy, matching captions that would go with the pictures you’d post on your stories, and with that killer smile of his, how could you deny him?

The captions read: “a little more than just a study buddy”.

What made it more entertaining is that after they were posted, you decided to put your phones on do not disturb for the rest of the evening. Seeing the reactions of your friends would wait til the morning; so the both of you returned to studying for your test…just barely.

But when the morning came…boy, were your phones on a non-stop buzzing spree. Deciding to see each other before class, you both shared the vigorous reactions you’d gotten from your friends on your soft-launch.

“Apparently, Hope has been shipping us since the beginning,” Kaleb chuckles as he holds you on his lap, his hand resting on your thigh, “which shocks me, considering that girl’s belief in love is about as small as an acorn. If anything, I thought Lizzie would be the one on that.”

“Be lucky there isn’t a group chat for you guys,” you told him, “I woke up to fifty messages, everyone was spamming me about how I could keep something like this from them.”

“Wasn’t like we were hiding!” Kaleb argues. “You need more observant friends.”

You playfully hit him on his chest, just as the bell for class rings. You press a kiss to his cheek, bidding him farewell, as you prepare yourself to walk into the same classroom some of your friends were in, as you were sure they would bombard you with a number of questions about your relationship that they just found out about. You tried not to laugh to yourself at the anticipation of their physical reactions.

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[fandoms--fluff]

Y/n: The kids are asleep

Elijah: ...We don't have kids

Y/n: Then tell that to you're little brother and sister who just asked me to tell them a story till they fell asleep

Elijah: Kol and Rebekah?

Y/n: Yep. I mean they were being cute, and I told them a story, but I thought you might like to know how we are now parents.

Elijah: We?

Y/n: They asked for you too, and got sad when I said you were on a phone call

Elijah: Ah, that makes sense why Kol also tried to convince me in giving him a piggyback ride yesterday.

Y/n: Did you give in?

Elijah: No, but then he went to Rebekah and sulked with her

Y/n: Parents?

Elijah pinching the bridge of his nose as y/n chuckles at him: Apparently we now are

#elijah mikealson x reader #elijah mikaelson x female reader #elijah mikaelson x wife reader #elijah mikaelson #parent elijah #kol mikaelson #cute kol mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #cute rebekah mikaelson #bedtime stories #elijah mikealson imagine #tvd incorrect quotes #cute #fluff #thevampirediaries #theoriginals #legacies

[perseephoneee]

blood sharing (kol mikaelson x f!reader)

warnings: blood sharing (obvs), allusions to sex, female identifying reader

a/n: this is purely self indulgent. i'm not good with smutty things, but it's kinktober, so here's the only thing i can contribute. anywhooo. enjoy?

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He was hungry, and you could tell.

The way he stood as far apart from you was the first sign. Then, the veins under his eyes that he tried so desperately to hide by turning his face. The clenching and unclenching of his fists, like he fought the urge to run across the room and suck you dry.

"Go and get food," you said, arms crossed uncomfortably as you took in the starving vampire.

"I can't leave you, darling," Kol cooed, looking up at you. "I'm supposed to stay in this room and protect you. Brothers orders." "And you listen to your brothers?"

"For pretty girls, I'll listen to them," Kol flirted, but you could tell it was forced. He hadn't had food in a while, and he was in here because of you.

Guilt gripped your heart, as well as morbid curiosity. You harbored a school-girl crush on Kol, and the cheesy novels you read always made you wonder what it would feel like to be the victim of a vampire's appetite. Plus, you felt bad that he was struggling. At least, that's what you told yourself.

"You can feed on me," you whispered. Kol heard you, though, his head immediately shooting up to look at you.

"Bad idea, luv."

"I trust you to not, uh, kill me," you chuckled nervously. Kol dared take a step closer to you, and you fought the urge to step back. He was intimidating, albeit a cheeky bastard. Your heart raced as he approached you, towering above your smaller form.

"Is this out of the kindness of your heart or some other need?" Kol murmured, reaching up to play with a strand of your hair. Your breath became shaky as you dared to make eye contact with the original vampire. His eyes were darker than usual, and his gaze was fixed on your mouth, on the way you licked your lips. "See, darling, I think you want me biting you, taking you as mine." Kol circled you, standing behind your form as he pulled your hair away from your neck. You gulped, your eyes fluttering close as his fingers traced over your carotid artery. His other hand traced up and down your forearm, creating goosebumps in his wake.

"I don't think you have the guts to bite me," you whispered, challenging him. The reverberating dark chuckle told you that you were stepping into dangerous territory.

"Is that what you think?" Kol mumbled into your ear, his breath hot on your cheek, his hands gripping your arms. "I'm happy to prove you wrong."

He didn't give you any warning before biting into your neck. The pain that flared was nothing compared to the pleasure you derived from feeling his fangs. God, you were such a masochist.

Your head fell back onto his shoulder, a shaky breath leaving you. His arm wrapped around your middle, holding you to him. The warmth and icey fire surging through your body was nothing you felt before. Kol pulled away, licking over the wound before kissing it better. He bit his wrist, blood welling up as he held it to your lips. You wanted to moan as the saccharine blood touched your tastebuds. You grabbed his wrist close to you, and he didn't bother stepping away from your form. When you removed his wrist, you dared turn and make eye contact. Kol's gaze was nothing short of lustful, and your inhibitions were already low. You kissed him, enjoying the growl that left him as he turned you in his arms to hold you better. Somehow, the kiss made you as high as sharing blood. Pulling away, you didn't dare go too far as a coy smile danced across your lips.

"I have an idea of what we can do to pass the time," you smiled, looking up at him through heavy lashes. Kol grinned, leaning down and picking you up in one fell swoop.

"I like where your head is at."

#kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x reader #the vampire diaries #vampire diaries #the originals #legacies #tvd #tvdu #vampire diaries imagines #tvd imagines #tvdu imagines #kinktober 2023

[voidpetrova]

kai parker would be an absolute asshole while fucking you

“such a spoiled little bitch, aren't you?” under any other circumstances, his words would've brought tears to your eyes and a dagger to your pride, but right now? you were just too hot and bothered to care. kai knew all too well that he was too big for your tight little cunt. he knew you could hardly take him and that’s what made fucking you all the more fun and enjoyable. he had you folded in half like a sheet of paper with your hands pinned above your head with just one of his while lying down on his bed, his fingertips ghosting over your puffy and sore clit as he pounded into the tight ring of your pussy with a growl. he was in love with the way your eyes crossed and the way your back arched.

he gripped your hips so tight that his touch left bruises just to get you to stop grinding down on his throbbing dick. he could feel the overstimulation getting more and more prominent as a milky ring formed at the base of his pulsing cock, but you just couldn’t stop moving so desperately with your face buried into the pillow, letting out little whimper after whimper. he used his strength to hold you down onto him, burying himself deep into your clenching pussy as your hips rolled at the feeling of being completely full of his glazed shaft. you could feel his thick tip rub your insides with each twitch, together with his deep breaths brushing against your burning skin.

“stupid fucking slut,” he practically spat out, his thrusts only growing more and more aggressive as he drilled your hole open, practically molding your pussy into the shape of his cock. you loved it—you loved how much his words hurt, almost as much as his huge, throbbing dick splitting your tiny, tight pussy apart. “you like being daddy's little fucktoy?”

you could only nod eagerly, body quivering as your tits bounced with every forceful thrust. his piercing light blue eyes glared at you, a scowl forming on his face, expressing how much he disliked your lack of words. you barely had time to react when his rough, calloused palm struck your cheek, the stinging sensation only adding to your arousal. you gasped, but not a second too long before his same hand wrapped around your throat, his thumb pressing against your pressure point as if he could kill you right then and there. he very much could.

“i asked you a question, princess,” tears welled up in your eyes as he slid his cock out of your hole, leaving you clenching around nothing. in an awfully teasing manner, he slid the tip of his cock past your folds, pushing it up and down and collecting your arousal, but never giving you the pleasure of being filled up.

you almost choked on your own sobs, tiny jands clamping against his wrist in an attempt to push his hand off your throat, but it was no use. “'m sorry,” you whined, your distressed state leaving him with an angry, aching cock. your glossy eyes and swollen, wet lips were enough to pish him over the edge. “i love it—love being your fucktoy, daddy.” a cruel smirk painted his lips, satisfaction settling well enough for him to, without any warning, slam right back into your poor, abused cunt. the force had you wailing, but your cries only turned him on even more, his hands dropping to lift your legs into the air, giving him more space to go even deeper into your pussy, his tip hitting your cervix with every motion.

“all you're fucking good for,” he growled, hands coming down to deliver harsh slaps to your tits, fingertips pinching your nipples, twisting the hardened buds. he loved how much it hurt you; he loved how much hurting you turned him on. he knew you loved it, too. he knew it just from the look in your eyes that practically begged him to use you. “just a pretty little hole for me to fuck.”

his slaps moved from your tits to your cunt, two harsh hits delivered to your weeping clit. you clawed at his shoulders, nails dragging along his toned biceps as you threw your head back. “'s too much, kai, i can't,” you sobbed, the overstimulation getting to you. he knew you couldn't take it, but he couldn't care less. he brought a hand back to your throat, pulling you into him, his hot breath fanning your lips.

“you're gonna fucking take it,” his tone made your blood run cold, despite the way it made your juices drip down his shaft. “whether you want to or not.”

#tvd #the vampire diaries #tvd smut #the vampire diaries smut #the vampire diaries fanfiction #kai parker #kai parker x you #kai parker x reader #kai parker fanfiction #kai parker smut #kai parker x reader smut #kai x reader #tvd kai #tvd kai smut #the originals #legacies

[scarletwandas]

𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲! ft. women of The Vampire Diaries Universe

#tvdedit #toedit #legaciesedit #myedits #mytvd #elena gilbert #caroline forbes #bonnie bennett #jenna sommers #lexi branson #katherine pierce #vicki donovan #anna zhu #valerie tulle #rebekah mikaelson #hayley marshall #freya mikaelson #cami o'connell #davina claire #aurora de martel #josie saltzman #lizzie saltzman #hope mikaelson #the vampire diaries #tvd #the originals #legacies #200+ #250+ #300+

[mikaelsonincorrectquotes]

Lizzie: You need a hobby.

Hope: I have a hobby.

Lizzie: Creating scenarios in your head of you and Y/n are together isn’t a hobby.

Hope: You’re right. It’s a profession and I excel at my job.

#incorrect tvd quotes #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries incorrect quotes #the vampire diaries x reader #tvd #tvd incorrect quotes #tvd fandom #tvd universe #vampire diaries #the vampire diaires #hope mikaelson x y/n #hope #hope mikaelson x you #hope mikaelson #lizzie saltzman #josie saltzman #legacies #hope mikaelson x female reader #hope mikaelson x reader #lizzie saltzman x reader #lizzie saltzman x you #incorrect quotes legacies #legacies incorrect quotes #legacies x reader #legacies cw #incorrect quotes tvd #the originals incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

[pinkhysteria]

- "have a taste. she's been sneaking tequila, so she's a little spicy."

#🦇 #tvd #legacies #the originals #somebody! anybody! should've been eating pussy like this too but we move. #g* #toedit #legaciesedit #tvdedit #tvdu women

[athenamikaelson]

hii i was wondering if you could do a imagine where the reader is klaus daughter and she is a tribrid like hope and her boyfriend died or something like that (you can change it idc) and she turns her humanity off and she is all badass and he tries to turn it back on also i love your blog

Klaus Mikaelson x Daughter!Reader

Summary- Reader is Klaus’ daughter and also a tribrid, her boyfriend gets killed which results in her flipping the switch. Klaus is there to get her to turn her humanity back on. Also, I didn’t know whether to add Hayley as her biological mother so I’m going to leave that up to you guys and just write the character as someone who had a mother-daughter LIKE relationship. Hayley is also still dead, RIP Queen. 

Word Count- 1.6k

A/N- Thank you for the request! And thank you for the compliment!!! <3

Warnings- Blood, Reader has no filter and no cares, mentions of death and killing, body parts, alcohol, swearing, Klaus and the reader have unresolved issues, Reader digs on Hope. (I love you Hope, no one can make me hate you.)

Blood drips down my lips as I throw the body of some rando onto the floor of the dusty-ass bar I’m in. I bring my hand up, wiping the stray crimson liquid off my chin, and bring it back to my lips. I sigh escapes my lips at the taste. Feeling a moment of euphoria; well technically as much euphoria as someone with no emotions can experience.  

I catch the sound of the bar door opening from behind me and turn prepared to kill whomever decides to walk in. Unfortunately, the biggest earsore decided to grace my presence. If I could feel annoyance at this moment, I would. I let out a sigh of annoyance as I stared at my father. He stands at the entrance of the bar and casts a glance at the piles of bar patrons, or more truly the bar patrons' body parts, that are scattered across the floor. 

“Well, it appears you’ve been busy.” He says with a smirk and slight tilt of his head. He kneels and picks up the head of a man by his hair and glances at me with a raised eyebrow. 

“You’ve been hanging out with your Uncle too much appears,” he says as he tosses the head back down as if it’s trash. 

I just raise a shoulder as I walk behind the bar and pour myself a glass of bourbon. 

“Says the man with the nickname, Klaus the Mad.” I shoot back as I down the brown liquor. 

“Touche, Little Moon. I do have to say your,” My father pauses as he glances at the bodies around the bar, “habits, definitely come from my side of the family.” He appears to smirk in fatherly approval and then quickly covers it up with a shake of his head. 

“Your Uncle Elijah wouldn’t approve of this you know?” He says as he reaches for the bourbon bottle. I watch as he pours himself a drink but before he can grab the glass I speed to grab it. I stare at him as I down the drink and then give him a thoughtful look, “Well why doesn’t he tell me that himself?” My father’s smirk drops and we stare at each other for a moment before I lean back onto the counter and raise my hand in a matter-of-fact movement, “Oh, right. He can’t. Because he’s like dead.” My father just rolls his eyes.

“You done?” He asks me with a look of disapproval only a father could master. I stare at him for a moment, tapping my chin and pretending to be in deep thought.

“Well I mean there’s like countless other dead relatives I could bring up,” I bring my right hand up and start counting on my fingers, “Josh, Hayley, Cami, Jackson.” I ponder some more thinking of all the other people that have died because of my family. 

“Your boyfriend. Don’t forget to add him to the list.” I freeze for a split second as I hear my father’s words. I look at him and he’s staring at me with a knowing look. It takes me only another fraction of a second before I let out a laugh. 

“I’m not turning it back on,” I tell him as I cross my arms and lean back against the counter. He stares back at me and taps his chin in the same way I had done moments before. 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, turn what back on, Little Moon?” He says with a tone that makes me want to stick a white oak stake into his heart. 

“Let me guess, Hope calls you crying to Daddy that her sister is going off the rails and hurting and killing people and needs to be stopped. Even though like a month ago she was going around telling everyone, “I’m the big scary tribrid I can’t be killed” and then goes and kills our friends?” I say in a matter-of-fact tone at my sister’s hypocrisy. 

My father lets out a sigh as he goes to walk behind the bar next to me, he comes to stand next to me and I subconsciously take a step away resulting in my father stopping and staring at me. 

“Y/N, Hope regrets everything she did and only wants you to know that turning your switch off is only a temporary fix.” I pretend to put a small smile on myself before dropping it and laughing in my father’s face.

“God Dad, you’d do a killing at a TED talk, maybe next you can tell a group of teenagers with anxiety to just “chill out”  and that it’s all in their heads. Also, why the fuck did Hope get you to do her dirty work, why can't the big bad tribrid come and face me herself?” 

“OK first, I have no idea what the bloody hell a TED talk is. And second, your sister called me worried and we both thought it would be a better decision that I come and talk to you. We both know that you have the emotional capacity of a Mikaelson. Just like your father.” He says with a small smile on his face. 

“I remember once when you were 11 Kol told you that he wouldn’t teach you a certain spell because he said it was too advanced for you at that age. In retaliation, you went behind his back, stole the spell, and tried your hardest to do it. But as much as I hate to give your Uncle Kol any praise and I deny this if you ever tell him, Kol knows too much about spells and witch stuff so he was right about the spell being for a higher age level.”

I stand there remembering the exact story he’s retelling. 

“No, it wasn’t.” I deny. He stares at me and raises his eyebrow.

“You caught your hair on fire, all of it burned off and Hayley had to buy you a wig. The wig was also an atrocious purple color.” 

I just stare at him for a second and then nod remembering that the purple wig really was a horrible decision. For a split moment, I felt a light feeling in my chest at the memory but as quickly as I felt it I pushed it away. 

“Let that feeling in, Little Moon,” he tells me as he reaches his hand out to touch my arm, but in a split moment, I grab his arm and push it back to a breaking point and push him away speeding to the edge of the room away from him. 

“Don’t even try it, Dad, giving me a funny childhood story isn’t going to make me instantly turn it back on. One funny story doesn’t amount to all the other shit that went on,” I look at him in anger, “Do you remember why Hayley had to be the one to buy me the wig and not you?” My father’s face falls and goes to say something but I stop him. 

“Hayley had to do it because you weren’t there. You. Weren’t. There. You had to hear this story from Hayley’s letters to you. Letters you never responded to. Just like the phone calls you never responded to me. Waiting by the phone every birthday, waiting for my father to call me, or watching the other girls go to the Daddy daughter dances while my father is across the world killing innocent people. So don’t for a second try to doting father act. I have every right to want a break for one second in my fucking life. Y/B/N dying was just the cherry on top of the fucked up ice cream that is my life.” I finish yelling at him as he stares at me with noticeable regret and heartbreak in his eyes. I watch as he picks up his hand and goes to reach out to me but drops it once I flash my tribrid eyes at him in warning. 

“I know I wasn’t there for most of your childhood and I will always regret that,” My dad looks down at his hands and for the first time in my life I see the most feared man in the world look as little and humane as a mortal man, “but I’m here now Y/N. And I’m not going anywhere. You can flash your eyes at me, bite, and yell at me, even threaten me but I’m not going anywhere. I’ve lived a long time and have seen many people go through what you’re going through Little Moon. And I know you’re hurting and I know I’ve left you before and I will spend forever making up for that. And right now you need your family and, I’ll follow and annoy you until you’re ready to flip that switch. Always and forever, My Little Moon.”

When my father is done with his monologue I place another solemn look on my face and walk over to him and give him a small smile. My father seems to lighten up at my approach and goes to meet me but as he comes to pull me into a hug I speed behind him and snap his neck dropping his dead body onto the ground. His body blends with all the other dead people that are already scattered around the bar. 

“You can take your Always and Forever and shove it down your throat,” I say to his dead body as I walk out of the bar.

#author #athenamikaelson #klaus mikealson x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus x reader #tvd klaus #klaus mikaelson #elijah mikaelson x reader #elena gilbert #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson imagine #hope mikaelson #hope mikealson imagine #legacies #legacies x reader #the vampire diares imagine #thecwshows #thevampirediaries #the originals #the vampire diaries #kol mikaelson x daughter!reader #kol mikaelson x reader #klaus mikealson fanfiction #klaus mikaelson x daughter!reader

[aetheriumnoctes]

is anyone in the tvd / the originals fandom still around? is that a very prevalent fandom around here? was thinking of making this a tvdu related account but idk if the fandom’s too active

#tvd #the originals #the vampire diaries #tvdu #legacies #elena gilbert #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #klaus mikealson #elijah mikealson #hayley marshall #cami o'connell #davina claire #bonnie bennett #caroline forbes #hope mikealson #the vampire diaries fandom

[oneirataxiahiraeth]

can u write something where kai & the reader r using knife play on each other omg & blood sharing like the reader is a vampire or something that is so hot

The Red Means…

Pairing : vamp!reader x kaiparker

Warnings : mentions of blood, blood sharing, wearing, mentions of magic, choking, blood drinking, overstimulation, knife play, smut, swearing

Word Count : 5.7k

A/N :

Kai and Blood Sharing??? Kai and Knife kink??? I haven’t heard of a better idea ever in my life <3 this has been in my drafts for far too long and I haven’t posted in literally forever and I’m so sorry about it<333 but I hope you loved enjoy, this might be my longest piece yet too!

If there was a lesson you would have loved to learn before today, it would be not to snoop around in a witch's garden.

Which is exactly what you did. Which is why you were in the exact position you were right now. Thrashing and groaning in the passenger seat of the car while Damon drove 90 miles and hour back to the boarding house.

"How and is it on a scale from 1-10?" He asked, so much concern present on his features and laced in his tone. "Y/N?! shit." He seethed when you just responded in a pain filled moan, fingernails ripping into the pristine leather of you car seat.

Your body was hot, and the amount of clothes you were wearing wasn't helping the situation in the slightest. It was a painfully familiar heat... one you felt when you first turned. Of course, it wasn't as terrible as this, but that's the only feeling you could connect this to. You didn't want to admit it, but it was hard not to. You were horny. More than usual, of course. You couldn't tell if the hunger you were also feeling was connected to this... feeling, but it certainly wasn't helping. You couldn't even keep in your fangs. They just kept coming out, making sure to have their presence known. Whatever witchy herb you managed to get yourself into was working actual numbers on you.

By the time you reached the boarding house you would've done the most sinful things to be alone with a blood bag. The plan was to lock yourself in your room, hoping that a little major self care moment and a blood bag or 5 would get rid of this insatiable hunger. But Damon wouldn't leave you. He forced himself under you, sweeping you off your feet and carrying you inside. He was worried, and you found it oh so sweet, but god you couldn't wait to get away from him. The second he figured out what was happening you'd never hear the end of it.

"Bonnie?!" Was the first name he called once he bursts through the door. "Stefan?!" He yelled again, hoping that someone would answer. "Where the hell is everybody?!" He grumbling once again.

It was at this point that you could smell it. Whatever it was. It was strong. Dominating you nose and sending the most pleasurable tingles straight to you core, causing such dampness in between your legs you feared that it's show through your jeans.

"It's so early, too early to be yelling-" Kai's voice rang through the living room as he sat up from the couch. His eyes were half closed, eyebrows raised to suspicion what's he saw the clear muddled state you were in. "and too early to be dealing with whatever that is." He groaned as he stood from the couch, letting off a moan as he stretched the sleep from his muscles. The sound eliciting a small quaint moan from you lips, which Damon took as a noise of pain.... Thankfully. "What is that exactly?" Kai asked, curiosity getting the best of him.

You could hear his foot steps growing closer to where Damon stood with you limp in his arms. You wanted to protest, the scent that struck you when you first entered growing stronger every step he grew closer, then you felt it.

Kai.

"I don't know, but something's wrong." Damon spoke, his voice in somewhat of a panic.

"Obviously." Kai remarked, the deepened of his voice earning another noise from you.

His scent. His voice. Him. You wanted it. You needed it. More than you have ever needed anything ever in your entire life. You had noticed Kai before. His smile, his eyes, the absolute charm he held, you were no stranger to it. But right now, it was like all of those things were sending you over the edge. It was a struggle knowing he was right there and having to keep yourself sane. Every fiber of your being wanted him in ways you couldn't even explain to be reasonable.

You and Kai didn't have much of a relationship. Not even a friendship to be perfectly honest. You spoke when it was necessary or you where in the same room. You got stuck alone with him from time to time which you pretended to hate but you didn't find him all that bad. Every now and again there was a bit of harmless flirting between the two of you but that was all. It was nothing totally outrageous but it was common. And you hoped like hell he didn't make any sly remark that might cause you to lose grip on whatever reality you were clinging to.

"You're a witch. Fix her!" Damon spoke up and you prepared yourself to protest... for real this time.

"Damon" you groaned, trying to push away from the the vampire holding onto you. "Let me go." You wriggled from his grip, stumbling onto your feet, knees weaker than you anticipated. You nearly fell, but of course, Kai was right there to catch you. You ducked in a sharp breath before pushing away from him, gathering everything in you to race up the stairs in just seconds. Both Damon and Kai stood confused for only a moment before hearing a room door slam shut.

"Geez... what did you do to her?" Kai asked, a light tone in his voice.

"I didn't anything!" Damon defended only to get a raised eyebrow in response. "We were searching for some weird herb Bonnie had been looking for and she ran into this plant and started acting all weird-"

"Herbs?"

"Yes, herbs! I don't know what was what but obviously whatever it is she got into is messing her up bad."

You locked the door right behind you. Almost immediately, you began to shed off all the constricting clothing you had on. You were such a mess it felt humiliating. A light sweat breaking out across your skin as laid out across your bed, immediately trying to find some sort of relief.

You mumbled out curse words, and thought of the most erotic things your mind could imagine but none of them good enough. Not when you remembered the best sex you've ever had, or you're favorite porn video. Not even when you switched position, trying the usual things that have you trembling with pleasure by the time you were done. Nothing. None of it was working and you knew exactly why. Because they were him. The scent of him still lingered in your nose, filling in the images in your mind with him face. Your demented sick brain thinking of all the things you would allow him to do to you. Thinking of what it would feel like to be pinned down and beg for mercy at the likes of him. Nothing even brought you close until you're mind began flooding with thoughts of him. Even then, even as you felt the built up nothing stuck. It would be so good then slip away almost immediately.

This was certainly going to be a long night.

"I-I-I don't know, it was spiky and she said it like pricked her finger and she started feeling weird." Damon spoke, pacing back and forth in the living room as he tried explaining to Kai what happened step by step.

"I'd have to go up and ask her about more symptoms but there's not much I can do with that." Kai answered honestly.

"What do you mean? How many prickly plants do you know that can this?"

"None. But what you just described sounds like a cactus. And the spindle from sleeping beauty."

"Minus the sleeping and the beauty part." Damon cracked. "I'll call Bonnie and see what she can find out, but just do something to fix her, even if it's just momentarily." Damon sighed, before pulling out his phone and walking off.

You cried out once again in frustration, back flopping down from its arch as you managed to edge yourself for the 4th time in the past 14 minutes. You were on the edge and slowly breaking down. With all your whines and panting you almost didn't hearing the footsteps coming quickly down the hall. The scent attached to Kai became stronger and you prayed he wasn't coming to check on you. Seeing him right now was dangerous for you. With the quaking hunger and the lustful desires for him, you didn't know whether you'd be able to keep your cool once you saw him.

"Y/N?" There was a soft knock at the door. You popped up from your bed, cursing to yourself as you hurried trying to find the clothes you tossed all around the room. "Are you okay? I mean- I know you're not okay, but are you like dead or something?" He asked, tone light and warm. "Don't respond if you are." He smiled to himself at the joke.

"Go away." You groaned, slipping up your underwear seconds before the door began to open.

You were a sweaty mess, parts of your skin more red than other, your face was a shade lighter than the rest of your body, and you stood in an awkward stance trying to cover yourself which really helped nothing.

"Oh wow." Kai blinked, not caring enough to look away at first.

"The door was locked for a reason!" You whined before he turned his head to the side after ogling the hell out of you.

"Was it?" He hummed in response knowing full well he had unlocked the door with his magic before coming in. Of course, if he had known you were half naked, he wouldn't have entered. "I uhm... didn't notice." Slowly he began turn his head back to you, making sure to keep his eyes level to yours, which was possibly the cruelest thing he could've done in that moment.

"What? What do you want?!" You snapped, dang making their appearance as you noticed the redness in his cheeks and the points of his ears. There was a single vein sticking out of the left side of his neck and you swore you could hear his heart pounding your name every 2 seconds.

"Damon told me a little about the plant you ran into but I need to be sure about the symptoms before I can start looking into anything to help." He explained and you let out a harsh sigh.

"I don't know- I don't know- I don't- fuck." You bent over, hands on your knees as you felt the waves of hunger and shocks of pleasure flowing through you. "I'm so..." horny. "Hungry."

"... like burger hungry or-"

"I need blood, kai!" You griped and he nodded. You stood straight quickly, eyes back on his, fighting against the urges but for some reason you just had to be closer. "I need. blood." you were face to face with him in seconds. His scent fueling every drive you had.

"Good, I figured, so I brought you this." He moved his hand from his back to reveal the blood bag he bought from the cellar. "I didn't know which type you preferred so I just grabbed one." Without question you snatched the bag from his hands, tearing into it without guilt.

At first it tasted like you've never eaten anything before in your life... then... it started tasting like rotten flesh. So your raced to the trash can to spit it out.

"No, no, no" you cried shoving the blood bag away from you. Kai watched in confusion before picking up the bag that stopped just inches away from him.

Could you be hungry for him too?

"So..." kai hummed blandly. "Your not hungry?"

"This isn't funny!" You scolded but he just smiled.

"I'm not laughing."

"Get out! Please just leave me alone!" You begged but that didn't really work on him.

"Damon said I had to fix you."

"You can't fix me!" You stated.

"I take that as a challenge." He hummed, and the sultry in his voice made you nearly melt into the floor. "Maybe you just need fresh blood." You stood from the trash, refusing to face him. Looking at him would result in a rush of feelings that you didn't need. "Come on." He held out his wrist as if he wasn't playing with his life.

"Are you out of your mind? Get the hell out!" You'd napped but still he didn't budge.

"Don't make this difficult." He sighed. Then you turned, using the scariest vamp face you could, baring your teeth, threatening him once more. "Motus." He said calmly, bringing you right into his grasped against your already weak will. Your neck found home right in the palm of his hand, earning a particularly filthy moan. His eyes widened for just a moment, head tilted to the side at the reaction.

With the lack of clothing, body rejecting the blood, and slightly trembling in his hands, all of this started to piece together in his mind.

"That's... interesting." He squeezed his fingers around your neck very slightly earning another noise which sent a jolt of excitement through him.

"Kai please" you whimpered, hands wrapping around his arm. You easily could've pried him off of you, but you didn't want to. You needed him on you, you needed him so bad it hurt.

"I think I know what plant you ran into now." He hummed as if it was no big deal. "And luckily for you, I know a few ways to stop... this" he scanned you up and down, hand not budging around your burning skin.

"I'll do anything, kai, please just fix me." You begged with tears in your eyes.

"It's not actually that simple." He released you from his grip, hand dropping slowly, watching as your lips formed a tiny pout. "You ran into some ancient herb with a name way to Long to pronounce correctly that stimulates certain hormones. Your senses are on overdrive, like how they'd be when you first turned. You became faster, stronger, you're hearing and sight grew better, it's all that 10x over." He explained.

"So like vampire steroids?"

"Something like that." Kai shrugged. "You said your hungry, but your body rejected the blood, so it could be that you need fresh blood." He spoke, holding out his arm for you. "Take the fresh blood." He spoke, but you just shook your head. "Obviously you want it no need to be stubborn about to, y/n." He rolled his eyes and you struggled to keep away from his offer. "You don't understand I-I can't drink from you."

"Oh my god, you people are so dramatic these days." Kai groaned. He took the blood bag in his other hand and brought it to his mouth. His eyes flickered to you before mumbling a quick "you are so gonna owe me for this" and taking a bit of the blood into his mouth. You watched in shock, core quivering at the sight of him, a drop of blood hanging off his lip before he shook his head, mixing the blood in his mouth to get it warm.

Since you couldn't drink the cold blood, and refused to drink directly from him, maybe body temperature blood would do the trick.

He grabbed you again, you closer. His hand found the back of your neck, leaning you head back. You opened you mouth to protest before you could feel his lips on yours.

You let off a muffled moan, inviting the screaming pleasure in your panties to fill your mind as the hot blood trickled into your mouth. Soon you became less concerned with the blood and more concerned with the way his hands kept you in place. You wished they would travel to regions you've just spent exploring, but the stayed in place. Almost as if he was trying to be gentleman about what was happening.

"You're a way better kisser than I thought." Kai hummed once he figured he'd given you all the blood he had in his mouth. He released you once again, earning a soft whine. "How do you feel?"

"I uhm, I don't- oh my god" you huffed, trying to catch your breath. "the uhm- it was warm I think I uhm, I don't know" you rambled trying to look everywhere but him. Then that when you felt it... again.

You raced back to the trash can, rejecting the human temped blood into the now tainted white bag.

"And now I have my answer." Kai nodded.

"What?" You wiped the blood from your lips looking back to the siphon.

"Besides hunger what else do you feel?" He asked and you felt your stomach tighten.

"I don't know what your talking about..."

"The plant Damon described originates somewhere the Middle East. It's extremely rare, and is commonly find is some of the oldest, most powerful "love" spells ever recorded in any grimoire." He went on to explain. "Along with your senses, the plant amplifies you're wants and desires, especially wants and desires involving a particular person."

"Ok..."

"I guess what I'm asking is... without being too vulgar... are you horny?"

"How fast can you fix me?" You blinked, lips in a tight line.

"Well, that's the tricky part. I can't necessarily 'fix' you unless you're like totally obsessed with me" he smirked and you felt your heart drop. "Along with the hunger you should being lusting for a specific person and if you haven't pieced it together by now, in order to stop all this..."

"I need to have sex with the 'object of my desires'" you're face scrunched at the words and he nodded.

"Pretty neat how this witchy stuff works huh?" Kai smiled. "You also have to feed on them. I actually remember back in the prison world that it's better to do both preferably at the same time, the adrenaline causes a-"

"There's another fix right? Another way to stop this?" You gripped the trash can.

"Somewhat. I could cast a spell to speed up the process for you-"

"Why didn't you lead with that?!"

"You're cute when you get flustered" he winked "and you'd be in excruciating pain for the next 17 hours... and this way doesn't ensure that the plants effect will entirely wear off." He shrugged.

"What?!"

"Of course you could also wait this out but that'd be like a good few days, or weeks, months even." He spoke as if this wasn't the hardest news to hear.

"So my options are-"

"Breakfast in bed, excruciating pain with side effects, or you can stay like this" kai smiled widely.

"Fuck." You whined.

"So the first choice?" He spoke.

"Y- no! No no no." You whined. "The first option is out of the question!"

"It'd be the quickest and least painful." He tried but you weren't budging.

"Oh my god, please shut up."

"Just text whoever it is, and ask them to help. The worst they could do is say no, and besides who wouldn't want to-" his mouth was moving so fast he couldn't even process the thoughts being spewed out before he caught himself. "help... you..." he cleared his throat.

"You don't understand!" Your tone was a little more assertive than before which caught his attention. "Please just get out!" He didn't argue this time.

He stared at you for just a moment before walking out and closing the door. He stood outside of the door, staring at the knob. Slowly, in what might have been his narcissism chipping away at his brain he started putting pieces together. Horny. Hungry. Wouldn't feed from him. You kept the blood in his mouth down longer than it coming straight from the bag, which didn't make sense. You should've had the same immediate reaction. Kai stood there confused and hesitant. If what he was thinking was true, he had to be the dumbest person on earth not to see it before. Or maybe if it was wrong, the most self centered.

Before he could stop himself he opened the door once again. You were now hunched over the bed, breathing heavy, head hanging down, trying to ignore the temptation that just won't seem to go away.

Kai reached into his back pocket, walking closer to the bed. He pulled out a small switch knife. It had a black steeled blade with red markings, and silver engravings. It was sharp enough to slice through a piece of paper and to draw out just the smallest bit of blood with going too deep in the skin.

"One more thing before I go." He hummed, bringing the blade to his hand and slicing the edge of his palm. Blood immediately surged to the area, slowly pooling in the cut before slowly gliding around his hand.

Your head snapped up at the increasing smell of him. He was right next to you at this point, basically shoving himself in your face. It was like he wanted to break you. Wanted you to fail in whatever moral mission you were trying to accomplish.

"What are you doing?" You tried to back away but it was useless.

"Just one drink." You were frozen still, as Kai walked around you. His chest brushing against your back, arm wrapped around you, bringing his wounded hand up to your trembling lips. You had tears in your eyes, fangs out and ready as you tried fighting it. "Just one."

"Please don't, I can't." You whimpered, as he touched your lip with the blood oozing from him palm. It was too hard to resist it. The second your tongue darted out to taste it, it felt like something took over you completely. Your lips connecting to his flesh, your hands gripping his wrist as you used him as a wall to keep yourself from falling over.

He fought himself from smiling as you licked up the blood from his hand, continuing to nurse the wound, but never using your fangs.

"Good girl, that wasn't so hard was it?" Kai placed his hand on your waist, fingers sending the dirtiest of thought coursing through you. "Can you keep it down?" His voice was almost a whisper, and he almost felt silly when you didn't respond right away.

"I... I need more." You're grip on his wrist lightened as you turned to face the siphon.

"Why didn't you tell me before? I don't bite." He teased. "I'm not complaining though, that blood bit before? That was hot."

"If you don't leave, I don't think-"

"If I wanted you to control yourself I wouldn't be in here." Kai grumbled as if he'd heard this speech a million times.

"I don't think you understand what your saying."

"Fine. I'll make the first move." He grabbed your face before muttering a quick "again."

Your lips connecting so harshly, barely giving you anytime to think. You melted right into him, hands choosing to get lost in the hair at the nape of his neck. The scruff from his freshly grown beard scraping against your face. You couldn't say you minded it at all, but even with giving info just one of your desires it still wasn't enough.

"No, no, I can't" you mumbled against his lips. You were trembling, and you could still taste the blood on his lips but it wasn't making you sick. It felt good. You're skin didn't feel as hot, and those coils in your stomach were getting just a bit looser. "please don't do this-"

He took his same knife, introduced the blade to a fresh patch of skin on his wrist. The dark blade drawing red lines, just overloading the poor vampires senses. You let out a sharp noise, as he brought the flesh back up in front of you.

"You said you needed more right? Take it." His voice was deep and so sure.

You were weak. That's the only way you could describe this. Your fangs sunk right into the wound, a moan leaving your lips at the taste. Kai's hands rested on the back of your head as you tried your best to control yourself. His head growing lighter, and pants a bit tighter. Maybe he shouldn't have, but he couldn't help it, this was just

"I want to." He let out breathily.

"What if I hurt you?"

"I can take a little pain."

"What if Damon-"

"The more the merrier"

"Kai please-"

"The next words out of your mouth better be good."

"Fuck me."

You're back hit the mattress in only a matter on minutes. Kai climbing on top of you without thought. You legs spread to welcoming him his presence. His hips resting against yours as your lips connected once more. The kisses were sloppy, passionate, and rough. You didn't care to hide your moans, or whines as you felt his jeans graze against the soft damp fabric of your panties.

"Need you to touch me" you panted, hands gliding under his shirt, feeling the smooth skin beneath. Part of you wished you could just crawl into his skin, getting as closer as possible to relief. "Please." There was so much desperation in your voice it was just so hard not to give in.

The kisses just got less and less composed, kiss lips leaving trails all along your jawline, suck bruises that wouldn't last for more than a few seconds. You pleaded and begged for more, whining and you felt his hand slip into your ruined panties. Kai was shocked at how wet you were, his fingers just slipped right through your folds, like you'd been waiting for him your entire existence. Part of him knew it was just the plant and the increased libido, the other part of him chose to focus on the fact that he was the only one who can satisfy you in this state. You wanted him this bad. And he was surely going to soak it in.

"Please I need it so bad" you we're near tears, frustration and somewhat of discomfort raging through you.

He obliged, slipping one finger into your entrance. You left out a soft moan, gripping his biceps a little tighter than you had, signaling him for more. So he gave you more. Your blinking became inconsistent, eyes not knowing whether they wanted to stare at him or fall back. He watched carefully as he pumped in just two fingers, scissoring them in as his hand slowly became covered in your slick. Every thrust of his fingers his palm came in contact with your clit. The most sinful lewd wet sounds filling the air along with your beautiful cries and pants.

"God, I thought your voice was hot before, but this is just something else" he chuckled, the sound echoing through your mind sending you right over the edge.

"Fuck" you cried out, breathing erratic and stomach tightening as you get just a bit of the pressure release before it built back up again. "I need more. Please, I need it I need you"

"You have such good manners." Kai smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to your neck.

"I need you inside of me, Kai." You pleaded, only seeing how amused Kai was by the situation. His smile making the vein on the side of his neck more prominent than usual. "This will make the hunger go away right? This will help?" You asked, naked bloody thought coursing through your mind.

"Nope, you still have to feed." Kai spoke, removing his hand from you panties, fingers glossy and covered with your arousal. Without thought he sucked off the slick from his hand, moaning at the taste, pushing his crotch a bit more into yours making sure you could feel the bulge growing in his pants. "You won't hurt me, y/n, I'll live." He stated but you just couldn't. You couldn't even look at him, it was too much. The touching, his voice, his scent, it was clouding over everything. "Y/N." He spoke again, using a hand to grip onto you chin, forcing you to look back up to him.

"just give me time," you're voice was small. "I can't- not now... I really just need you inside of me."

   "don't act so sweet now, y/n, what do you want?" He teased, dropping the matter of feeding... for now.

    "I want you in-"

"What do you want." He repeated, not happy with the answer she was trying to provide.

    "Please Fuck me." She whined. "I need your cock in me so bad, Kai." He wasted no time in giving into the girl underneath him.

It was slow and sensual. You're jaw fell as he pushed so deep into you, you could practically taste him on your tongue. You're eyes were struggling to stay open, jaw trembling as you let out a high pitched squeak.

If you knew how good this would feel before, you would've been a lot less hesitant earlier.

"Shit" he groaned, your grip on his arms tightening as your hips connected. "You're so fucking tight"

"I'm so close, kai, please" you whined.

His hips retracted before slamming into you once more. The sinful noises out of your mouth filled the air, and suddenly nothing mattered. You didn't care that Damon could possibly hear, or about the amount of judgement you'd face once this was all over. You felt the best and worse you love ever felt at the same time, just chasing after a feeling that only Kai was able to gift to you.

    "Fuck you're so deep" you cried out, mind spiraling to depths you e never experienced before.

   His grunts filled you're ears as his head dipped down. Sounds so raw and beautiful just sweetening the moment.

  But you could feel it. That hunger. It was so strong, so needy, you couldn't fight against it. You're fangs exposed themselves against your will. Veins under you eyes showcasing themselves as you tried to contain the emotion. His skin was just so close to yours it made it hard to resist. His neck on display right next to your face. The light layer of sweat he built up calling your name.

   You tongue darted out, tasting the salty mess he worked up.

    "I'm so sorry" you're whimpered  out, not giving much warning as to what you were about to do. You fangs came in contact with the sensitive skin on his neck, sinking in so deeply you swore you heard a moan from the man currently fucking the life out of you.

   "Shit" he groaned, slowly his movements as you took what you deemed necessary. Hips grinding up into his, to provide yourself even more pleasure. It didn't take long. With the taste of his blood taking over your tongue and his cock twitching inside of you feeling like it was almost ready to burst, you couldn't help it. “Holy shit” he moaned out.

It was euphoric, but you still needed more. You nothing something more.

“Harder, please give it to me harder”

“Got my cock and my blood, yet your still not satisfied?” The siphon teased, blood now rolling from his wounds. Every now and then a drop falling onto you chest, and he pounded into you.

“Oh fuck, that’s so good” you had tears in your eyes, finally feeling some relief that hopefully would’ve been permanent. You’re hands now feelings over his blushing muscles, smearing blood against his skin, getting the liquid sex all over your fingers and deep into your cuticles. He watched as you popped three blood coated fingers into your mouth, sucking off the juices very carefully. Moaning loudly as he showed no mercy to you.

After a few seconds of lightheaded mess from loss of blood, Kai took a quick look around before locating the long disregarded pocket knife from earlier. At the foot of the bed, which was easy to acquire, he flipped out the blade and choose the spot he wanted.

He snatched your fingers from your mouth, earning a pouty whine. Like a scene from the more erotic movie he then replace your tongue with his, finishing the job you started, and doing it oh so well. You watched in awe, as he took his blade, slicing you once across the wrist, immediately bringing the skin up to his mouth before the wound could close. Your jaw dropped at the notion.

Blood sharing was something so… intimate… personal. Something you had never seen you’re doing with someone in a million years. Yet here you were getting the immortality fucked out of you while your crush fed on you.

That was just enough to send you spiraling.

Your legs began to twitch, can’t tightening around his cock. Tears slipping down your cheek, and your free hand gripping the sheets so tightly you swore you heard a ripping sound. Kai had never witnessed such a erotic sight, you eyes struggling to stay open, and you body shivering as he continued to fuck you through your high. The tightness and the way you cried out his name over and over like it was the only thing you could say sent him over the edge. Once he felt he was as deep as he could get he let himself go, hips stiffening, breathing heavy, and warm seed painting your hot walls without concern from either of you.

And that’s when you noticed it.

The pain. The discomfort. It was gone.

“Holy Fuck” kai pants out, slowly allowing himself to collapse on top of you.

The two do you laid there for a few moments in simple silence. Kai hadn’t even thought about pulling out, his seed sitting inside of you causing you a fullness in two different ways. You caught your breaths together, legs still trembling from the mind numbing orgasms.

“That was… uhm… really good.” You spoke, voice low and kinda of raspy.

“We should’ve done that way sooner.” Kai chuckles, his head resting next to you neck. “God that was amazing.” You smiled, heart picking up in pace.

“Thank you, by the way-”

“No thank you, if you weren’t as clueless as you were you wouldn’t have found that plant, and you never would’ve told me how you felt about me and then-”

“And back to being an ass”

#wattpad #vampire diaries #kai parker smut #the cw legacies #damon salvatore #malachi parker #stefan salvatore #tvd smut #tvd imagine #tvd fanfiction

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Eyes On The Prize - Hope Mikaelson

Summary: Hope just wants you to have the best time of your life at the new Mystic Falls funfair

Warnings: Fem!reader, pure fluff

Word Count: 3.3k

Hope almost couldn't believe it when Alaric announced to the students that they would be allowed to visit the new Mystic Falls funfair.

Of course, along with the permission came an authoritative warning from the headmaster, reminding the young ones to be discreet and not to use their abilities to gain an advantage in the games, but at this point, everyone was so excited that the words of caution were barely heard.

Hope glanced to the side with a smile on her face, finding the happy expressions of her other friends who were celebrating the permission as a victory, and, of course, you, who were already exchanging looks with the girl with your own laughter.

To be honest, Hope had already planned a way to escape from Salvatore School with her group of friends as soon as she found out about the fair through Lizzie. She was supposed to sneak out at night with the Saltzman twins, Kaleb, MG, and you, who were secretly the reason why she had planned this little transgression.

The connection between the two of you was almost immediate ever since you were rescued by Alaric on one of his recruiting missions. He brought you to the boarding school so you could better control your powers, and Hope was assigned (more like forced, at the time) to give you a tour of the property.

At first, the tension between you was palpable. You could hardly look at Hope, averting your eyes shyly every time you noticed she was looking at you, and Hope was never the best at first impressions, which made her wonder how she should act around you.

But somehow, your conversation started and never stopped. In no time, you had come to understand Hope better than anyone and made her feel relaxed in a way that was normally reserved only for her family.

With time, she began to notice that she couldn't help but smile when you laughed, that you were the first person she looked for in any room, and that she completely lost focus when she looked at you because you became the only thing on her mind. Hope wasn't stupid. She knew very well that her feelings for you had crossed the line from friendship into something much more intense.

And that's why when you mentioned that you had never been to a fair after Lizzie mentioned the Mystic Falls fresh attraction, Hope took it as a personal mission to make you go and have the time of your life.

With Alaric's permission, the old plan of sneaking out and stealing two cars to get to the town was discarded, but still, the group of friends remained excited as they stepped out of the school van, catching their first glimpses of the festival's vibrant colors.

"This is so beautiful," you sighed in admiration as soon as you stepped alongside Hope. Mikaelson looked at your side profile, enjoying the way your eyes seemed to shine with the sight of countless fun possibilities awaiting you.

"It really is," Hope replied, her gaze fixed on you. She definitely wasn't talking about the decorations.

"Hey! Let's take a picture in the hall of mirrors!" Josie requested, already pulling you by the arm in that direction. You briefly glanced at Hope and signaled that you'd be back soon, causing the blue-eyed girl to decide to wait for you at the entrance.

Kaleb and MG headed toward the bumper cars, but Lizzie stayed with Mikaelson, looking at her with a teasing smile. "Are you finally going to tell y/n about your crush?"

"Shut up, Lizzie," Hope turned her head, hoping that the blonde couldn't see her blushing face. As good as Hope was at hiding her emotions most of the time, it seemed obvious to everyone that she had a little crush on you.

Everyone except you, of course.

"Ugh, you guys are so frustrating," Lizzie huffed, crossing her arms in irritation. "So, what are you going to do today? Follow her around like a lost puppy, just like at school?"

"I don't—" Hope tried to formulate an argument, her cheeks burning from the feeling of being caught. "I just want her to have fun today, that's all."

Seemingly having lost the last remnants of her patience, the blonde Saltzman grabbed Hope by the shoulders and gently shook her back and forth. "For the love of god, just do something! No one can stand you two looking at each other like you're in a 2000s teen romance movie!"

"Okay, that was very specific," Hope removed Lizzie's hands from her, but she opened a shy smile as she processed the girl's words better. "Do you think she looks at me that way too?"

The twin threw her hands up in frustration. "Jesus, what did I do to deserve this? Of course she does! Are you both blind or something?!"

Hope pondered for a few seconds. It wasn't a secret to anyone that the two of you were closer to each other than to anyone else, but the Mikaelson never thought that it could be a sign of interest on your part. She thought about the times you turned to her first to celebrate a touchdown during games against Mystic Falls, the times you went to her room in the middle of the night because you couldn't sleep, and most importantly, the times you held her hand when she needed comfort, which was more frequent than Hope would like to admit.

"What do you think I should do, exactly?" The girl asked cautiously, beginning to consider the idea of making a move on you.

Lizzie rolled her eyes and gestured around with her arms, indicating the festive environment they were in. "Look around! A funfair is a great place to have a date without it looking like a date. Seize the opportunity and, I don't know, be romantic."

"I'll give it a try," Hope smiled and nodded to the blonde. "You're actually decent at this love advice thing. I don't know why you can't use it on yourself."

"Listen here, you garden gnome—"

Before Lizzie could properly retaliate to Hope's teasing, you and Josie joined the two of them again with amused smiles on your faces. "Are you two bickering again? Don't you ever get tired of it?"

Taking advantage of the distraction caused by Josie's words, Hope moved closer to your side and linked her arm with yours, feeling the area where your skin touched growing warmer. "Want to go check out some games with me?"

You looked to the side and happily confirmed as soon as your eyes met the tribrid's. Hope began to pull you further into the festival, making sure not to look back when you turned to wave goodbye to the twins, knowing that Lizzie would have the most insufferable expression on her face.

The two of you began to venture further into the decorated streets of Mystic Falls, appreciating every detail that made the fair more vivid and exciting. The line for the Ferris wheel, glowing in shades of blue, was long, children screamed with excitement as they bumped into their friends on the bumper cars, and hundreds of people passed by you, holding candy apples or cotton candy in their hands.

"Have you been to many of these?" You started the conversation after a moment of silence. At some point, you had started holding Hope's hand to avoid getting lost in the crowd of people, not that either of you was in any hurry to let go.

"A few," Hope replied. "I used to go quite a bit in New Orleans with my family. My parents used to compete to see who could win more prizes for me at these booths."

She pointed to the game booths. Some were shooting games, others had ring tosses, others were fishing games, and there were countless other options to try your luck and win a prize. The Mikaelson turned her gaze back to you and found your gentle expression. "And who used to win?"

Hope felt her heart skip a beat with your genuine interest in her family moments. Normally, everyone else was so quick to pass judgment every time the Mikaelson name was mentioned, associating the family with their evil deeds of the past, but never you. You understood.

"My aunt Rebekah, actually," the tribrid chuckled at the memory. "But she'd pretty much compel the vendors into giving her all the prizes, so I'm not sure if that counts."

"Of course, it counts! If there weren't any explicit rules..." You shrugged playfully, which elicited a laugh from Hope. Unconsciously, she squeezed your hand a little tighter as you continued the conversation. "So, does that mean you're good at these games?"

The girl squared her shoulders, assuming a super-confident posture. "Oh, I'm more than good. Want me to teach you?"

You laughed heartily at Hope's confidence but agreed, letting her lead you to the first booth she saw, which appeared to be a high striker. She pointed to the red device decorated with yellow numbers that went up to a bell. Leaning against it was an orange hammer. "Look, all you have to do is hit the hammer on this black part hard enough to ring the bell."

"OK, sounds simple enough." You tried to reassure yourself, and Hope placed a gentle hand on your shoulder to encourage you. "I mean, I'm supernatural, right? I can handle a carnival game."

"Yes, you can," Mikaelson hyped you up as you approached the vendor, noticing that the man seemed to be holding back a laugh, as if he didn't believe you could do it.

Hope watched anxiously as you raised the hammer, preparing to apply as much force as possible in your strike. When you brought your hands down and hit the black button, Hope watched as the disk slowly rose, reaching only halfway up the game.

The man laughed when he saw your disappointed expression and took the hammer from your hands. "Oh, why do little girls still keep trying to win this? Leave it to the real men, okay? Your boyfriend can win a prize for you."

Upon hearing the comment, a wave of anger boiled Hope's blood, causing her eyes to briefly flash yellow before she could control them. Taking a few steps forward, she carefully pulled you behind her and glared at the vendor with disdain. "She doesn't need a boyfriend. I'll win it for her."

He laughed loudly and held his own belly as if he were hearing a great joke. Still looking at the tribrid with amusement, he extended the hammer to her challengingly. "Fine, then. Do your best."

You took a few steps back, giving enough space for Hope to position herself in front of the game. She had a focused expression on her face as she toyed with the hammer, switching it from one hand to the other as if she were bored. After a few more seconds, Hope quickly discarded the hammer to the side and hit the button with her hand, causing the disk to rise so fast that in less than a second, the bell was ringing.

The vendor looked back and forth between Hope and the game in shock, unable to believe the scene before his eyes. Stuttering in surprise and fear of the strength demonstrated by the girl, he awkwardly pointed to the prize shelves. "Y-you can choose."

A smug smile spread across Hope's lips as she surveyed the available stuffed animals to be taken. Crossing her arms, she turned to you and nodded towards the shelves with her chin. "Which one do you want?"

Your cheeks reddened at the gesture, and you had to look away to keep Hope from noticing you turning into a tomato. "No, you won, it's your prize."

"But I want you to have it. I already have too many stuffed animals, anyway," she insisted. "Go on. Choose."

You considered your available options, scanning through dolphins, penguins, and birds, until you finally selected a plush brown wolf that reminded you of a certain someone. "I want that one."

The vendor hurriedly picked up the plush and handed it to you, perhaps fearing what Hope might do if she lost her patience. You could swear you saw him trembling, but you didn't have much time to investigate his body language because Hope was already pulling you by the hand to another place.

"I thought we weren't allowed to use our powers," you commented with feigned innocence, giving Hope a playful look.

She responded with a feigned expression of confusion, looking up. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm just naturally very strong."

You snorted and playfully rolled your eyes. "Alright, Wonder Woman. Help me choose a game I can win on my own; I feel kind of humiliated here."

"I know one that will be fun," Hope pulled you to another booth. This time, yellow plastic guns were attached to the counters, and white and red targets decorated the backdrop. The two of you got closer, and Hope gestured for you to pick up one of the guns.

"The goal is to knock them all down," the tribrid pointed to the 10 standing targets. "Just aim and shoot. If you knock them all down, you win a prize."

You shrugged your shoulders in preparation and awkwardly picked up the gun with both hands. Aiming carelessly, you started shooting the foam bullets, realizing that they weren't going in the direction you expected. In the end, you huffed in frustration when you realized you had only hit 3 out of 10.

"I give up. I'm terrible at these things," you pouted and reluctantly placed the gun back on the counter. Hope chuckled softly at your frustration and in a quick motion, she trapped you between her arms, leaving both hands on either side of the plastic gun.

Using one hand, she held your left and raised your palm up, using the other to position the gun correctly for you to hold. After that, she held your right, making you hold the gun with both hands, and enveloping both of you in an accidental but very welcome hug.

Your body grew warmer every time you realized Hope's chest was pressed against your back, and your breathing was already becoming more erratic. At the same time, Hope prayed that you wouldn't be able to feel how fast her heart was beating.

"So..." Hope cleared her throat and tried to focus on the task of teaching you. "Hold it firmly like this and try to use the tip of the gun as an aim. You can look up really close and close one eye if it helps."

"And then I shoot?" You asked, trying to control your voice and speech so that nothing embarrassing slipped out accidentally.

"And then you shoot," Hope agreed in a low voice. She removed her hands from yours but remained in the same spot, choosing to cross her arms before she did something she couldn't control.

 You took a deep breath to try to regain focus. Following the tribrid's instructions, you closed one eye and tried to aim the tip of the gun's mouth at one of the targets, firing when you thought it was right.

To your surprise, the advice actually worked, and the bullet hit exactly where you had previously aimed. Repeating the actions every time, you managed to knock down all the targets and shouted in celebration when you realized you had won.

"You did it!" Hope celebrated and pulled you into a tight hug that you quickly returned. You swayed back and forth in the embrace, not wanting the moment to end, but it was interrupted by the teenager in charge of the booth, who impatiently asked which prize you had chosen.

You picked up a giant brown bear plush from the top shelf, and Hope offered to carry it for the rest of the night because, according to her, she had already proven her skill in the hammer game.

But you didn't stop there. The night was just beginning.

___

"You know, I think this is the price of greed," you said with difficulty as you climbed the steps of the Salvatore School, trying to balance the enormous amount of stuffed animals in your hands until you reached your dorm room.

A little behind you, Hope laughed. She, too, carried numerous prizes you had won during the night. "At least now you'll have plenty of company to sleep with."

"If any of these stuffed animals secretly turns into a monster and kills me in the middle of the night, I'll come back to haunt you," you joked and stopped in front of your room's door, suddenly realizing that your hands were too full to reach the keys in your pocket. "Can you use a spell to open it? I'm a bit stuck here."

With a quick hand movement before she could drop the items in her hands, Hope managed to open your door, making room for you to enter the room with quick steps to place all the plushies on the bed, relieving the weight on your arms.

Hope entered shortly after and did the same, putting her hands on her waist and containing a laugh when she saw that there were so many plushies on your bed that you could hardly see the comforter. "Yeah, I bet one of these will rebel in the middle of the night and suffocate you while you're asleep. My money's on the unicorn."

You used the pink unicorn to lightly hit her. "Wow. You won't even try to defend me, Mikaelson? How ungentlemanly of you."

The tribrid laughed with amusement, but soon her gaze softened as you locked eyes. "It's getting late, I should go."

"I had fun today. Thanks," you said, looking deep into her mesmerizing blue eyes.

"I'm glad," she replied with a shy smile, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she started to walk out of your room, wanting to give you space to rest.

When she was two steps outside your room, you suddenly stood up impulsively and called her. "Hope! Wait!"

She stopped when she heard your voice, turning around with anticipation. "Yes?"

"I just wanted to give you something. You won all these things for me at the fair, and I didn't get anything for you," you fumbled with your fingers, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Hope was quick to put your concerns to rest. "Relax. I just wanted you to have a good night. That's enough reward for me."

You blushed at her comment and in an unthinking, impulsive decision, you planted a kiss on Hope's cheek, so close to her mouth that you practically felt the tips of her lips meet yours. As you pulled away, a huge smile threatened to spread across your face. "Good night, Hope."

Seeing your room's door closing in front of her, Hope gave up trying to control her face from turning extremely red and let out a happy giggle. She touched the spot where your lips had just touched with the tips of her fingers, and her mind replayed the moment over and over again.

She sighed happily and practically skipped back to her own room. Thank goodness there was no one else in the hallway, or Hope's reputation as the scary tribrid would be seriously at risk.

That night, Hope dreamed of an alternate reality where she had moved just a few inches to the side, and you had actually kissed. She dreamed about the taste your lips would have and how you would hold her during the kiss.

But this dream didn't seem so unattainable to Hope anymore. Maybe she'd try it tomorrow.

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[liyawritesss]

ᖴᒪOᗯEᖇᔕ Iᑎ ᗷᒪOOᗰ - ᐯᗩᒪEᑎTIᑎEᔕ ᗪᖇᗩᗷᗷᒪEᔕ

Ｄａｙ ２１ － Ｆｉｒｓｔ Ｋｉｓｓ

－ Better Than A Dream - Milton "MG" Greasley - The Vampire Diaries: Legacies

－ In which MG dreams about the perfect kiss with you, unintentionally manifesting it.

－ Check out more prompts and other activities on the Flowers In Bloom Event Masterlist!

“You’re gonna make your move tonight.”

“No I’m not!”

“Dude, yes you are!”

The hushed argument between MG and Kaleb did little to interrupt the festivities of the evening - a vampire party at the Old Mill that MG definitely didn’t want to go to, but was lured in by the prospect of his longtime crush being in attendance. He knew he shouldn’t have told Kaleb about it, for situations exactly like this. While he was always appreciative of the older’s efforts to increase his self-confidence and boost his esteem, he did not need to be pushed into confessing his crush on you tonight of all nights.

“You’ve been eying this girl since we got to this school, and you’re telling me you’re still chickening out on it?” Kaleb drowns, a bottle of bear in his hand, arms crossed against his chest as he leans against one of the wooden beams which keeps the Old Mill standing.

“It’s not the right time!” MG says defensively. “I have a very exact way I wanna do it, Kaleb, and I’m not rushing it!”

He had dreamt of what he’d like his first kiss to be like with someone he had strong emotions for. MG wasn’t the kind of guy to go into something head first without any planning, and this was no different. He had a plan on how he wanted it to go, and god forbid Kaleb start his antics to get everything messed up!

“There’s no time like the present,” Kaleb counters, “seriously, man. We’re vampires, the present is literally every day for us now.”

He says this while something catches his eye; as you come into view, laughing at some joke that was told in the group you were in, your own hand cradling a wine cooler, Kaleb snickers, slinging himself onto MG, teasing saying “And look at what the present has brought you!”

Before MG can even chastise Kaleb for his blatant attempts at pushing past his boundaries, the older Vampire is gone, and the more timid one of the two is left alone, trying to stutter up some sort of conversation starter as he sees you starting to approach him.

“MG!” You chirp as you bound over to the young vampire. You have a fruity scent to you that, while is most definitely from some sort of liquor you’ve consumed that’s got a buzz going for you, makes him weak in the knees like he’s never felt before; “H-Hey! Hey, (Y/N)...”

“Seeing you at a party? Not something on my bingo calendar.” You joke.

“Hey! I’m not a total buzzkill…” the brownskin boy pouts, and for some reason, his reaction has you cheesing harder than usual, but it wasn’t your fault. The liquor was definitely making MG cuter than what you’d normally allow yourself to admit.

“You’re right,” you hum in response, taking a sip of the wine cooler you opted to drink instead of the harder liquor provided after starting to feel a little too weightless, “you’re just a cute buzzkill.”

The liquid courage buzzing in your veins gives you the incentive to plant a kiss onto MG’s cheek, and given the face he makes, you’re sure that if he were human, a rush of heat would have replaced your lips the second they left his skin.

“See you around?” Was the last thing MG’s brain registered before you had left him to mingle with another group of schoolmates, leaving the poor boy in his spot, speechless.

This definitely wasn’t how the kiss was supposed to go…but he definitely wasn’t complaining either way.

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[fandoms--fluff]

Damon after being put in charge of Caroline and Elena's little siblings because they're in college:

Stefan: Where's Y/n and Jeremy?

Damon: They went out

Stefan: They're grounded!

Damon: ...Are they not allowed out when they're grounded?

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[thatweirdgirlwholives]

Hope Mikaelson headcanons:

Headcanons that's sitting in my m head

I made this when I was half asleep :(

Sfw 🙂

- is a huge simp

- like in the other headcanon, she'll do anything for you

- likes to kiss your neck

-a huge foodie!!! She once at an entire large pizza and still wanted more

- every time she misses her father, she imagine that her stuff animal is Klaus

- her favorite show is the amazing world of gumball

- kissed Alyssa once to piss off Lizzie

- when she was 13-14, she had her first kiss with a girl during one of the crescent wolf parties

Nsfw 😦

- has a thing we're she would eat you out for hours

- loves when you touch her thighs

- secretly a sub

- once bought you lingerie and when you weared it, She masturbate for days she fingered you until you came 4 times

- bought a strap and begged you to use it on her

- loves when you fuck her roughly

- one time you squirted once then she tried every the make you do it again

- when she tops, she always deny your orgasm, until you're crying and a mess

- loves your boobs! Treats them like your personal pillow

- she had sex with you in the Mikaelson compound, but after y'all came out the room they were shocked

- her biggest turn on is when you wear low cut shirts and dresses

- has a choking kink

I like how I make more nsfw headcanons then sfw lol

#hope mikaelson x reader #hope mikaelson #legacies #the originals #tvd #Hope Mikaelson smut

[voidpetrova]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ masterlist

the vampire diaries

╰┈➤ jeremy gilbert

fading boundaries

the night you left

possessive (nsfw)

in the middle

accessory (nsfw)

fearless (nsfw)

let the light in

escape (nsfw)

three's a crowd (+ tyler lockwood) (nsfw)

transition

all to myself

quick rinse

season of the witch

sleep with the enemy (nsfw)

paradise on earth (nsfw)

be quiet and drive (far away) (nsfw)

an eye for an eye

when the sun hits (nsfw)

heartbroken syndrome

best friend's brother (nsfw)

╰┈➤ tyler lockwood

body electric (I)

body electric (II)

three's a crowd (+ jeremy gilbert) (nsfw)

╰┈➤ kai parker

hard to get

romantic at heart

the dark side

everyone but you (nsfw)

kai would be an absolute asshole while fucking you (nsfw)

╰┈➤ damon salvatore

put me in a movie (nsfw)

hanahaki

art deco

╰┈➤ klaus mikaelson

partners in crime

╰┈➤ stefan salvatore

lose to love (I)

lose to love (II)

snake in the garden

teen wolf

╰┈➤ stiles stilinski

summertime sadness (I)

summertime sadness (II) (+ isaac lahey)

love and legacy

cold

captive hearts (nsfw)

compelled

marriage pact

the white party (nsfw)

he'd def talk you through it (nsfw)

we've got spirit (yes, we do)

pretty boy (nsfw)

╰┈➤ isaac lahey

summertime sadness (II) (+stiles stilinski)

fake dating

game changer

╰┈➤ derek hale

pack mentality (I)

pack mentality (II)

all mine (nsfw)

╰┈➤ theo raeken

bear the scars (nsfw)

twilight

╰┈➤ edward cullen

eternal enmity

gossip girl

╰┈➤ chuck bass

bal masqué

pretty little liars

╰┈➤ mike montgomery

twisted games

blindsided (nsfw)

shameless

╰┈➤ lip gallagher

teen romance

friends (nsfw)

dark paradise

starving (nsfw)

before he cheats

╰┈➤ carl gallagher

the bet

watch your back (nsfw)

the maze runner

╰┈➤ minho

minho enjoys being dommed and i stand by that (nsfw)

dating minho headcannons (slight nsfw)

╰┈➤ newt

newt fucking you in his WCKD uniform help? (nsfw)

╰┈➤ thomas

anxiety

first time (nsfw)

dating thomas headcannons (slight nsfw)

thomas confessing his feelings

cuddling with thomas

first time v2 (nsfw)

early mornings with thomas

late-night cuddling

back-scratching

comforting him after a nightmare

lover boy

morning kisses

the hunger games

╰┈➤ peeta mellark

peeta's a dom and i stand by it (nsfw)

euphoria

╰┈➤ nate jacobs

wyocmwyh? (nsfw)

outer banks

╰┈➤ rafe cameron

authority (nsfw)

you can pretend

put on a show (nsfw)

rafe cameron hates everyone, but you (nsfw)

cash or credit? (nsfw)

shoulder to cry on

double-crossed (nsfw)

settle the score

dylan blue (nsfw)

╰┈➤ jj maybank

a little less lonely (nsfw)

a little less lonely II

giving him head (nsfw)

shoulder to cry on

╰┈➤ john b. routledge

your ex-boyfriend, john b routledge

shoulder to cry on

╰┈➤ pope heyward

shoulder to cry on

╰┈➤ topper thornton

shoulder to cry on

✧.* taking requests!

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