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I have a kinda weird ask so if it makes you uncomfortable then that is a-okay just ignore me! I was wondering if you could make a headcannon/story about Toxic!Elijah mikaelson and what would happen if you got in a fight/angered him. Male reader is preferred but if you wan to do female then go for it! I don't know if you write smut or not, if you do can you add some?
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~ Toxic!Elijah Mikealson Headcannon ~
Here's what being in a relationship with Toxic!Elijah Mikealson might be like:
• Possessive Behavior: Elijah becomes intensely possessive, constantly questioning your whereabouts, and accusing you of flirting with others. He'll show up at your work or social events, making a scene if he doesn't like who you're with.
• Emotional Manipulation: Elijah will use his charm and good looks to guilt-trip you into doing his bidding. He'll make you feel like you're the one who's crazy, and that you're overreacting to his behavior.
• Verbal Abuse: Elijah's words cut deep, and he'll use his sharp tongue to belittle and demean you. He'll call you names, tell you you're worthless, and make you feel like you're nothing without him.
• Physical Intimidation: Elijah's anger is a palpable force, and he'll use his physical strength to intimidate you. He'll pin you against walls, grab your arms, or push you around to get his point across.
• Sexual Coercion: Elijah will use sex as a means of control, forcing you into situations that make you uncomfortable. He'll guilt-trip you into performing sexual acts, or make you feel like you owe him for past favors.
• Isolation: Elijah will try to isolate you from your friends and family, making you dependent on him for emotional support. He'll convince you that they don't understand you like he does, and that they're just jealous of your relationship.
• Gaslighting: Elijah will deny previous agreements or conversations, making you question your own sanity. He'll tell you that you're imagining things, or that you're too sensitive.
• Violent Outbursts: If you anger Elijah, he'll lash out in violent fits of rage. He'll break objects, punch walls, or even attack you physically.
• Forced Submission: In the heat of an argument, Elijah will force you to submit to his demands, using physical strength or emotional manipulation to get his way.
• Dark Sexual Fantasies: Elijah's toxic nature will manifest in dark, twisted sexual fantasies. He'll push you to engage in activities that make you uncomfortable, or force you to role-play scenarios that are degrading or humiliating.
• Public Humiliation: Elijah will humiliate you in public, making a scene in front of others to assert his dominance. He'll belittle you, call you names, or make you feel like a fool in front of strangers.
• Controlled Freedom: Elijah will give you just enough freedom to make you feel like you're in control, but he'll always be watching, waiting for you to slip up so he can pounce.
~ What happens if you anger Toxic!Elijah Mikealson or get into a fight ~
• Explosive Confrontation: Elijah's anger will erupt in a violent, explosive confrontation. He'll lash out physically, verbally, or emotionally, leaving you feeling battered and bruised.
• Forced Apology: After the fight, Elijah will demand an apology, making you feel like you're the one who's in the wrong. He'll guilt-trip you into saying sorry, even if you didn't do anything wrong.
• Make-Up Sex: Elijah will use sex as a means of making up, forcing you into a passionate, intense encounter that leaves you feeling drained and emotionally exhausted.
• Cold Shoulder: If you don't comply with Elijah's demands, he'll give you the cold shoulder, ignoring you for hours or even days. He'll make you feel like you're the one who's crazy for wanting attention or affection.
• Threats and Intimidation: Elijah will threaten to leave you, or to harm himself or others if you don't comply with his demands. He'll use emotional manipulation to keep you in line, making you feel like you're walking on eggshells around him.
• Physical Confrontation: If you push Elijah too far, he'll lash out physically, pinning you against walls, grabbing your arms, or even hitting you. He'll use his strength to overpower you, leaving you feeling helpless and trapped.
• Emotional Blackmail: Elijah will use your deepest fears and insecurities against you, making you feel like you're the one who's flawed or broken. He'll guilt-trip you into staying in the relationship, making you feel like you owe him for past favors.
• Public Scene: Elijah will create a public scene, making a spectacle of himself and you in front of others. He'll shout, scream, or even become violent, embarrassing you and making you feel like you're the one who's crazy.
• Forced Isolation: After a fight, Elijah will isolate you from your friends and family, making you feel like you're trapped and alone. He'll convince you that they don't understand you like he does, and that they're just jealous of your relationship.
• Dark Sexual Games: Elijah will use sex as a means of punishment, forcing you into dark, twisted games that leave you feeling degraded and humiliated. He'll make you perform sexual acts that make you uncomfortable, or engage in role-playing scenarios that are degrading or violent.
• Emotional Whiplash: Elijah will switch between hot and cold, making you feel like you're walking on eggshells around him. One minute he'll be charming and affectionate, the next he'll be cold and distant, leaving you feeling emotionally drained and exhausted.
• Gaslighting and Denial: Elijah will deny previous agreements or conversations, making you question your own sanity. He'll tell you that you're imagining things, or that you're too sensitive, making you feel like you're going crazy.
• Ultimatums: Elijah will give you ultimatums, making you choose between him and your friends, family, or even your own well-being. He'll make you feel like you're trapped, and that you have no choice but to comply with his demands.
Remember, this is a toxic relationship scenario, and it's not healthy or acceptable in any way. If you're in a situation like this, please seek help and support from trusted friends, family, or professionals.
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You stood in the dimly lit room, the only sound the soft crackling of the fireplace. Elijah's eyes burned with an intensity that made your skin crawl, his gaze piercing through the darkness like a hot knife.
"You've been a bad boy," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You've been flirting with others, making eyes at them behind my back."
You shook your head, trying to deny the accusations, but Elijah's grip on your arm tightened. He pulled you closer, his breath hot against your ear.
"Don't lie to me," he growled. "I know everything. You're mine, and you'll do as I say."
Elijah's fingers dug into your skin, his nails biting deep. You winced, trying to pull away, but he held you firm.
Suddenly, he spun you around, slamming you against the wall. His mouth crashed down on yours, his tongue forcing its way past your lips. You tried to push him away, but he was too strong.
As he kissed you, his hands roamed your body, tearing at your clothes like a wild animal. You felt a surge of fear mixed with arousal, your body responding to the intensity of the moment.
Elijah's fingers slipped beneath your waistband, his hand wrapping around your cock. He stroked you roughly, his grip like a vice.
"You're mine," he growled, his eyes blazing with possession. "You'll never be free of me."
You felt a shiver run down your spine as Elijah's fingers tightened around your cock. He pulled you towards the bed, tossing you onto the mattress like a rag doll.
As you landed, Elijah's body covered yours, his weight crushing you into the bed. His mouth devoured yours, his tongue thrusting deep into your throat.
You felt his cock pressing against your ass, his fingers digging into your hips as he positioned himself. With one swift motion, he thrust inside you, his dick slamming into your tight hole.
You cried out, the pain and pleasure mixing in a toxic cocktail. Elijah's grip on your hips tightened, his fingers digging deep into your skin as he fucked you with a ferocity that left you breathless.
As he pounded into you, his mouth never left yours, his tongue tangling with yours in a dance of possession. You felt like you were drowning in his intensity, suffocating under the weight of his desire.
The room spun around you, the fire crackling in the background like a living thing. You felt like you were trapped in a burning inferno, with no escape from Elijah's toxic grasp.
As he came, his cock pulsing inside you, you felt a shiver run down your spine. You knew you were trapped, caught in a web of toxic desire that would consume you whole.
And yet, you couldn't help but crave more, your body responding to the intensity of the moment like a junkie craving its next fix.
As Elijah pulled out of you, his eyes burned with a fierce intensity, his gaze searing into your soul.
"You're mine," he whispered, his voice low and menacing. "You'll never be free of me."
You knew it was true, trapped in a toxic cycle of desire and possession. But as you looked into Elijah's eyes, you knew you'd never be able to escape the burning inferno of his passion.
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As the sun rose over the bustling high school, Y/n couldn't help but feel a familiar flutter in his chest. It was a sensation he had grown accustomed to, one that only manifested when a certain someone walked down the hallway. Maddy Perez, the queen bee of their school, was a sight to behold. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall of night, and her piercing brown eyes sparkled like coffee in the morning light.
Y/n, like every other red-blooded male in school, couldn't resist the allure of Maddy's captivating presence. He would find himself lost in her gaze, his eyes drawn to her like a moth to a flame. But there was something different about the way he looked at her, something that set him apart from the rest of the admirers. Maddy could sense it, a subtle intensity that lingered in his eyes, a spark that hinted at a deeper connection.
Maddy, being the confident and curious person she was, had made it her mission to uncover the secrets behind Y/n's enigmatic gaze. She would catch him staring, and instead of shying away, she would hold his gaze, her eyes locking onto his like a challenge. The air would vibrate with tension, the silence between them palpable, as if the entire hallway had melted away, leaving only the two of them suspended in time.
One morning, as Maddy sauntered down the hallway, her hips swaying to the rhythm of her own internal beat, Y/n found himself entranced once more. But this time, Maddy didn't just glance his way; she made a beeline for him, her eyes never leaving his. The crowd around them parted, sensing the electricity building between the two.
"Hey, Y/n," Maddy said, her voice husky and confident, as she stopped inches from him. "You know, I've been noticing the way you look at me."
Y/n's heart skipped a beat as he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "I-I don't know what you're talking about, Maddy," he stammered, trying to play it cool.
Maddy's lips curled into a sly smile. "Don't play dumb, Y/n. I can see it in your eyes. You want me, and I'm curious to know why."
The hallway around them melted away, leaving only the two of them, suspended in a world of their own making. Y/n's eyes locked onto Maddy's, the intensity between them crackling like a live wire.
"I want you because you're everything I've ever wanted," Y/n said, his voice low and husky, the words tumbling out of him like a confession. "You're smart, beautiful, and confident. You light up the entire room, Maddy."
Maddy's eyes sparkled with amusement, her gaze never wavering. "And what do you plan to do with me, now that you've got my attention?"
Y/n's face flushed, his heart racing like a jackrabbit. "I-I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I know I want to find out."
Maddy's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Well, I'm willing to explore this... fascination of yours. But be warned, Y/n, I'm not one to play games. If you want me, you'll have to prove it to me."
The challenge hung in the air, a gauntlet thrown down between them. Y/n's heart skipped a beat as he nodded, his eyes never leaving Maddy's. "I'm willing to take that risk," he said, his voice firm.
As the bell rang, signaling the start of class, Maddy leaned in, her lips brushing against Y/n's ear. "Meet me in the parking lot after school. We'll see where this... fascination takes us."
With that, she turned and sauntered away, leaving Y/n breathless and bewildered. The rest of the day was a blur, his mind consumed by thoughts of Maddy and the promise of their after-school encounter.
As the final bell rang, Y/n made his way to the parking lot, his heart racing with anticipation. Maddy was already there, leaning against her sleek black car, her eyes fixed on him like a magnet.
"Hey," she said, her voice low and sultry, as Y/n approached her.
"Hey," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.
Maddy pushed off from the car, her eyes never leaving his. "So, Y/n, I've been thinking. If you want to prove yourself to me, you need to show me what you're working with."
Y/n's face flushed, his mind racing with the implications. "What do you mean?" he asked, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil brewing inside him.
Maddy's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I mean, I want to see what you're capable of. Can you make me feel something? Can you make me want you?"
Y/n's heart skipped a beat as he realized what Maddy was asking. She wanted him to seduce her, to prove his worth as a lover. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, his body responding to the challenge.
Without a word, Y/n reached out and grasped Maddy's hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. He pulled her close, his eyes locked onto hers, as he whispered, "I'll make you feel something, Maddy. I'll make you want me so bad, you'll never let me go."
Maddy's eyes flashed with excitement, her pupils dilating as she leaned in closer. As they settled into the backseat of Maddy's car, Y/n's hands roamed her body, his fingers tracing the curves of her breasts, her waist, and her hips. Maddy's eyes fluttered closed, her breathing quickening as she arched into his touch.
Y/n's lips claimed hers, their tongues tangling in a passionate kiss. He could feel her heart racing, her pulse pounding in time with his own. His hands slid under her skirt, his fingers brushing against the lace of her panties.
Maddy's hands grasped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she pulled him closer. Y/n's erection pressed against her thigh, his dick straining against the confines of his jeans.
Without breaking the kiss, Maddy reached down and unzipped Y/n's pants, her hand wrapping around his cock. Y/n's eyes rolled back, his body shuddering as she stroked him, her fingers teasing the head of his dick.
He reciprocated, his fingers sliding into her panties, his thumb circling her clit. Maddy's moans grew louder, her body trembling as she neared orgasm.
As they continued to kiss, their bodies entwined, Y/n's fingers explored every inch of Maddy's skin. He could feel her wetness, her arousal, and he knew he had to be inside her.
With a swift motion, Y/n pulled Maddy onto his lap, his dick sliding into her wet pussy. Maddy's eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto his as she rode him, her hips bucking against his.
The car windows fogged up, the air thick with their heavy breathing and the sound of their bodies slapping together. Y/n's hands grasped Maddy's hips, his fingers digging into her skin as he thrust into her, his dick pulsing with every stroke.
Maddy's orgasm ripped through her, her body shuddering as she screamed his name. Y/n followed close behind, his dick erupting in a hot, pulsing stream.
As they collapsed against each other, their bodies spent, Maddy's eyes locked onto Y/n's, her gaze burning with intensity. "You're mine now," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
Y/n's heart skipped a beat, his body still reeling from the intensity of their passion. He knew that he was hers, body and soul, and he was ready to do whatever it took to keep her by his side.
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The carnival lights flickered against the night sky, casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the grounds. Amidst the swirling crowd, Y/n moved through the festivities, his arm linked with Cassie Howard, his girlfriend. They laughed and shared cotton candy, their happiness palpable in the air.
Unbeknownst to Cassie, Y/n carried a secret burden. He had been seeing Jules behind her back, a tangled web of emotions and deceit. But tonight, fate had other plans as Jules unexpectedly crossed their path.
Y/n's heart skipped a beat as he caught sight of Jules in the crowd, her eyes ablaze with a mixture of surprise and hurt. He knew he had been caught in his web of lies, and guilt gnawed at him like a relentless beast.
Jules turned on her heel, intent on fleeing the scene, but Y/n couldn't let her go. He excused himself from Cassie's side, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Without a second thought, he chased after Jules, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Jules, wait!" he called out, his voice barely audible above the carnival din. He reached out and caught her arm, spinning her around to face him.
"What do you want, Y/n?" Jules's voice trembled with emotion, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
"I—I'm sorry," Y/n stammered, his guilt weighing heavily upon him. "I never meant to hurt you."
Jules's gaze softened, but her walls remained firmly in place. "You have a funny way of showing it," she said quietly.
Y/n's heart ached at the hurt in her voice. "I know, and I hate myself for it," he admitted, his voice raw with emotion. "But being with you—it feels different. It feels... right."
Jules's eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of sincerity. Slowly, her defenses began to crumble, replaced by a flicker of hope.
"I care about you, Jules," Y/n continued, his voice earnest. "More than I can put into words. Please, give me a chance to make things right."
Jules hesitated, torn between her feelings for Y/n and the betrayal she had endured. But as she looked into his eyes, she saw a glimmer of truth amidst the lies.
"Okay," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But you have a lot of making up to do."
Y/n nodded, his heart soaring with relief. He knew that rebuilding their trust would take time, but he was willing to do whatever it took to win back her heart.
As they stood amidst the swirling lights and laughter of the carnival, Y/n and Jules embraced, their hearts beating as one. In that moment, they knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.
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As the sun dipped low over the Miami skyline, casting a warm, golden glow across the sandy beaches, Maddy Perez found herself in the midst of a surreal moment. She and her friends, courtesy of her generous boss Samantha, were enjoying an impromptu vacation in the vibrant city. Samantha, always one for extravagance, had spared no expense in ensuring they had the time of their lives.
Maddy, dressed in a flowing sundress that billowed in the gentle ocean breeze, couldn't help but feel a sense of tranquility wash over her as she strolled along the water's edge. The sound of laughter and music filled the air, mingling with the rhythmic crash of the waves.
Lost in her thoughts, Maddy nearly collided with a stranger who was jogging along the beach. She stumbled slightly, only to be steadied by a strong hand reaching out to her.
"Sorry about that," the stranger said, his voice deep and smooth. "Didn't mean to startle you."
Maddy looked up to meet his gaze, and her breath caught in her throat. He was undeniably handsome, with dark hair tousled by the wind and eyes the color of the ocean at twilight.
"No harm done," she replied, offering him a smile that felt strangely shy. "I should have been paying more attention."
He returned her smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners in a way that made Maddy's heart skip a beat. "Well, in that case, can I make it up to you? Perhaps with dinner tonight?"
Maddy hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with a flurry of questions. Who was this man? Why was he asking her out? But then she remembered Samantha's words about seizing the moment, and she found herself nodding before she could overthink it.
"I'd like that," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Great," he said, a hint of excitement in his tone. "I'll pick you up at seven?"
Maddy nodded again, feeling a rush of anticipation coursing through her veins. As he jogged away, she couldn't help but wonder what the night would hold.
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True to his word, Y/n arrived promptly at seven o'clock, his car gleaming in the fading sunlight. Maddy felt a flutter of nerves as she climbed into the passenger seat, the scent of his cologne enveloping her in a comforting embrace.
They drove in comfortable silence for a while, the city lights twinkling like stars against the night sky. Maddy stole glances at Y/n when she thought he wasn't looking, marveling at the easy confidence with which he navigated the bustling streets.
Finally, they arrived at a quaint little restaurant tucked away in a quiet corner of the city. Y/n held the door open for Maddy, and she couldn't help but feel a warmth spreading through her chest at the gesture.
They were seated at a cozy table by the window, the soft glow of candlelight casting a romantic ambiance over the room. As they perused the menu, Maddy found herself drawn to Y/n's easy charm and infectious enthusiasm.
Their conversation flowed effortlessly, ranging from lighthearted anecdotes to deeper discussions about life, love, and everything in between. Maddy found herself opening up to Y/n in a way she hadn't with anyone else, his attentive gaze making her feel seen and understood in a way that was both exhilarating and unnerving.
As the night wore on, their plates cleared away and their glasses refilled, Maddy realized with a start that she was falling for this enigmatic stranger. She tried to push the thought away, to tell herself that it was just a fleeting infatuation, but deep down, she knew that there was something special about Y/n.
As they lingered over dessert, their conversation turning to dreams and aspirations, Maddy couldn't help but feel a sense of hope stirring within her. Maybe, just maybe, this chance encounter on a Miami beach was the beginning of something truly magical. And as she looked into Y/n's eyes, she knew that she was ready to take that leap of faith into the unknown.
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In the dimly lit chambers of the Red Keep, Y/n stood beside Rhaenyra Targaryen, his mother and queen. His loyalty to her was unwavering, a steadfast shield against any who dared to challenge her authority, even if it meant confronting those closest to her.
As tensions simmered between Rhaenyra and Alicent Hightower, Y/n found himself at the heart of the conflict. Alicent, ever ambitious and conniving, harbored resentments and ambitions that threatened to destabilize the delicate balance of power in the Seven Kingdoms.
When Alicent's animosity towards Rhaenyra boiled over, culminating in a brazen attempt to undermine her rule, Y/n did not hesitate to intervene. With a voice resolute and eyes ablaze with righteous fury, he called out Alicent on her treachery, laying bare the web of deceit she had spun.
"You dare to raise your hand against my mother, the rightful ruler of the Seven Kingdoms?" Y/n's voice echoed through the chamber, each word carrying the weight of his conviction. "You, who have betrayed her trust time and time again, consorting with those who seek to undermine her at every turn."
Alicent faltered under the weight of Y/n's accusations, her facade of composure cracking in the face of his unwavering condemnation. Every secret dalliance, every whispered conspiracy, laid bare before the court, a damning indictment of her deceit.
"And what of your own ambitions, Alicent?" Y/n's voice rose, filled with righteous indignation. "Marriage to my grandfather, just as my grandmother and uncle lay cold in their graves. Your lust for power knows no bounds, but mark my words, you will not succeed in tearing down my mother's reign."
With his words hanging heavy in the air, Y/n stood tall beside Rhaenyra, a beacon of unwavering loyalty amidst the tumult of intrigue and betrayal. In that moment, he was not just her son, but her staunchest defender, ready to face any foe in defense of her rightful claim to the Iron Throne.
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As Y/n lay weak in his bed, his once vibrant eyes now dulled by the looming shadow of death, Hayley Marshall, his beloved older sister, sat by his side, her heart heavy with grief. Tears streamed down her face, reflecting the pain of watching her brother slip away.
She gently brushed his hair away from his forehead, a futile attempt to comfort him in his final moments. The cruel bite of Lucien had stolen Y/n's vitality, leaving him withering away before her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, Y/n," Hayley whispered, her voice choked with emotion. "I should have protected you, I should have been there."
Y/n weakly reached out, grasping her hand in his own trembling one. Despite the agony coursing through his veins, he summoned a feeble smile, trying to reassure her. But the sadness in his eyes betrayed the unbearable truth—they were running out of time.
In that moment, Hayley felt a surge of anguish, a deep ache in her soul as she realized she was about to lose the only family she had left. She couldn't bear to let him go, to face a world without his laughter, his warmth, his presence.
As the hours passed and Y/n's breaths grew shallower, Hayley clung to him, unwilling to accept the inevitable. She whispered words of love and solace, praying for a miracle that would never come.
In the end, as Y/n's frail body finally succumbed to the venom coursing through his veins, Hayley held him close, her tears falling freely as she mourned the loss of her beloved brother. The room was filled with a palpable emptiness, a void that could never be filled again. And in that moment of unbearable sorrow, Hayley vowed to carry Y/n's memory with her always, honoring his life with every beat of her broken heart.
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As the moon cast its gentle glow over Mystic Falls, Y/n found himself standing in front of Elena Gilbert's door, heart pounding in his chest like a drumbeat echoing through the night. He had rehearsed the words a thousand times in his mind, yet now, faced with the reality of confessing his feelings, his tongue felt like lead.
With trembling hands, he raised them to knock, but before his knuckles could make contact, the door swung open, revealing Elena standing before him, her eyes reflecting the same uncertainty that churned within him.
"Y/n, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice soft, tinged with curiosity and a hint of apprehension.
He swallowed hard, gathering his courage like armor against the impending rejection he feared. "Elena, there's something I need to tell you," he began, his voice barely above a whisper.
Elena's brows furrowed slightly, her gaze searching his face for clues. "What is it?" she prompted, her tone gentle, yet guarded.
Y/n took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "I... I like you, Elena," he confessed, the words hanging in the air between them like a delicate thread on the verge of snapping.
For a moment, there was silence, the weight of his confession settling over them like a heavy blanket. Then, Elena's expression softened, her eyes softening with a mixture of surprise and something else he couldn't quite decipher.
"Y/n..." she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "I had no idea..."
Hope flickered in Y/n's chest like a flame in the darkness, daring to defy the shadows of doubt that threatened to engulf him. "Does that mean...?" he trailed off, unable to voice the question that hung between them like a lifeline.
Elena reached out, her fingers brushing against his, sending a jolt of electricity coursing through his veins. "I... I think I feel the same way," she admitted, her voice barely audible over the pounding of his heart.
Relief flooded through Y/n like a tidal wave, washing away the doubts and fears that had plagued him for so long. Without hesitation, he closed the distance between them, wrapping his arms around Elena in a tight embrace, as if afraid she might disappear if he let go.
In that moment, under the watchful gaze of the moon and the stars, Y/n and Elena stood locked in each other's arms, their hearts beating as one, knowing that whatever trials and tribulations awaited them, they would face them together, bound by a love that defied all odds.
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As the sun set over the Mikaelson mansion, tension crackled in the air like lightning waiting to strike. Y/n stood in the grand foyer, his heart heavy with the weight of the situation unfolding before him. Klaus, his beloved, stood beside him, his expression a mix of concern and defiance.
Hope Mikaelson, their precious charge, paced restlessly, her golden curls bouncing with each step. She was a whirlwind of emotions, torn between loyalty to the family who raised her and the curiosity ignited by the return of her long-lost mother, Hayley.
Hayley, with her wild beauty and haunted eyes, stood on the threshold, her presence a disruptive force in the otherwise tranquil home. She reached out to Hope, her voice trembling with emotion, "Hope, sweetheart, please... let me explain."
But Hope recoiled, her eyes flashing with a mix of hurt and resentment. She turned away from her mother, seeking solace in the comforting embrace of Y/n. The bond between them was palpable, a testament to the love and care he had poured into her upbringing.
Hayley's heart shattered at the sight. She felt the sting of rejection like a knife to her soul. "Y/n has no right to you, Hope," she declared, her voice thick with tears. "I'm your mother."
But Hope's gaze remained fixed on Y/n, her protector, her confidant. The hurt in Hayley's eyes ignited a spark of defiance within her. "You abandoned me," she spat, her words laced with venom. "Y/n's been here for me. He's my family."
The tension in the room was palpable as the three of them stood at an impasse, each one grappling with their own pain and longing. Klaus stepped forward, his voice a low growl of warning, "Enough, Hayley. You may be her mother by blood, but Y/n has proven himself time and time again as her true guardian."
Hayley's shoulders slumped in defeat, tears streaming down her cheeks. She had hoped for reconciliation, but now she saw the truth laid bare before her. Y/n was Hope's anchor, her guiding light in a world filled with darkness.
As the echoes of their conflict faded into the night, Y/n held Hope close, promising to always stand by her side, come what may. And in that moment, amidst the chaos and heartache, they found solace in each other's arms, a beacon of love in a world torn apart by strife.
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As the moon hung low in the sky, casting its gentle glow over Mystic Falls, Y/n found himself sitting alone on the porch of the Gilbert house. His heart heavy with a mix of emotions he couldn't quite decipher. He had always harbored feelings for Damon Salvatore, his friend and confidante, though he never dared to voice them aloud. And then there was Elena Gilbert, the girl who held his heart in her hands, oblivious to the turmoil within him.
But tonight, everything changed.
The door creaked open, and there she was, Elena, her eyes downcast, guilt etched on her features. Y/n's heart skipped a beat, knowing that something was amiss. She approached him slowly, her footsteps echoing in the quiet night.
"Y/n, I need to tell you something," Elena murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Y/n looked up, his gaze meeting hers, and he could see the turmoil swirling in her eyes. "What is it, Elena?"
Tears welled in Elena's eyes as she choked out the words. "I... I slept with Damon."
Y/n felt as though the world had come crashing down around him. The one person he trusted, the one person he loved, had betrayed him in the cruelest of ways. His heart shattered into a million pieces, the pain cutting deep into his soul.
"Why?" Y/n's voice cracked with emotion, his hands trembling with anger and hurt.
Elena reached out, her hand hovering just inches from his own. "I don't know, Y/n. I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you."
But her words fell on deaf ears as Y/n stood up abruptly, his fists clenched at his sides. Without another word, he turned away, unable to bear the sight of her any longer. He walked away into the darkness, his heart heavy with betrayal and anguish.
As he disappeared into the night, Y/n couldn't help but wonder if his heart would ever heal from the wounds inflicted by the ones he loved most.
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🖇️ Masterlist 2🎧 {Click the links about the gifs to watch the shows}
The Vampire Diaries
Katherine Pierce/Petrova
Katherine Pierce/Petrova
Elena Gilbert
Elena Gilbert
House of the Dragon
Rhaenyra Targaryen
Liv & Maddie
Criminal Minds
Euphoria
Maddy Perez
Jules Vaughn
Maddy Perez
Victorious
Legacies
Twilight 1, (2), (3), (4), (5),
Edward and Bella: Pt.1, Pt.2
Empire
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Masterlists ✍️
This post contains the links to the all the masterlists in order.
🌷 1. Masterlist 🫧
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In the dimly lit Salvatore mansion, Y/n lounged on the plush couch, engrossed in the pages of a classic novel. Katherine, the ever-vibrant and mischievous vampiress, paced restlessly nearby, her eyes gleaming with boredom and mischief.
"Y/n, darling, why must you always bury yourself in those dusty old books?" Katherine purred, her voice dripping with honeyed temptation.
Y/n glanced up, his expression serene as he met Katherine's gaze. "Because, Katherine, some of us find solace and enjoyment in the written word."
Katherine rolled her eyes dramatically, a pout forming on her crimson lips. "But where's the fun in that? Come on, let's stir up some trouble together. I promise it'll be exhilarating."
Y/n merely shook his head, returning his attention to his book, unmoved by Katherine's persuasive charms. However, Katherine was not one to be deterred so easily. Sensing an opportunity to alleviate her boredom, she decided to employ a different tactic.
With a sly smirk, Katherine sauntered over to where Y/n sat, her movements fluid and seductive. She perched herself on the edge of the couch, leaning in close to him, her breath warm against his ear.
"Y/n," she whispered huskily, her lips brushing against his skin, "why waste your time with these musty old pages when you could be indulging in something far more... exhilarating?"
Y/n's breath caught in his throat as he felt Katherine's tantalizing touch, his resolve weakening ever so slightly. But before he could respond, the door swung open, revealing a stunned Elena, Stefan, Damon, and the rest of the group.
Their eyes widened in shock as they took in the scene before them—Y/n and Katherine entwined in a passionate embrace, their lips locked in a heated kiss.
"Y/n?!" Elena gasped, her voice tinged with disbelief.
Stefan and Damon exchanged incredulous looks, unable to comprehend what they were witnessing. The room buzzed with tension as the truth dawned upon them—Katherine's true affections lay not with the Salvatore brothers, but with their enigmatic younger sibling, Y/n.
And as Y/n and Katherine reluctantly broke apart, their secret liaison exposed for all to see, the air crackled with a mixture of shock, betrayal, and perhaps, a hint of admiration for the unexpected turn of events.
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Imagine: In the heart of New Orleans, Y/n, a young man, meets his tragic end in the arms of Klaus Mikaelson, a centuries-old vampire. Despite Klaus's desperate pleas, Y/n slips away, leaving behind a profound sense of loss and an unbreakable vow of eternal love.
In the dimly lit streets of New Orleans, the air thick with tension and the echoes of centuries-old secrets, Y/n found himself enveloped in the embrace of Klaus Mikaelson, the enigmatic and immortal vampire who had captured his heart.
As the moon hung low in the sky, casting shadows upon their intertwined forms, Y/n's breaths grew shallow, his strength waning with each passing moment. Klaus held him close, his powerful arms a sanctuary against the encroaching darkness.
"Stay with me, my love," Klaus pleaded, his voice a whisper against Y/n's ear. But Y/n knew that his time in this world was coming to an end, his mortal coil slipping away like sand through his fingers.
With a trembling hand, Y/n reached up to caress Klaus' cheek, his touch gentle yet laden with the weight of finality. "I'm sorry, Klaus," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the night's symphony. "But my time has come."
Tears welled in Klaus' eyes, glistening like stars in the night sky as he pressed his forehead against Y/n's. "No, don't leave me," he pleaded, his voice raw with emotion. "I cannot bear to live in a world without you."
But even as Klaus spoke, Y/n felt the pull of the afterlife growing stronger, beckoning him towards the unknown. With one last fleeting smile, he whispered his final words to Klaus, a promise of eternal love and devotion.
And as the last breath left Y/n's lips, Klaus held him tighter still, his heart breaking as he cradled the lifeless form of his beloved in his arms. In that moment, amidst the sorrow and despair, Klaus swore an oath to honor Y/n's memory for all eternity, his love burning as fiercely as the stars themselves.
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