#Caroline bliss

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Timothy Dalton as James Bond and Caroline Bliss as Miss Moneypenny - The Living Daylights (1987)

#timothy dalton #caroline bliss #the living daylights #james bond #007 #80s movies #spy movies #80s bond #spy-fi #1980s #1987

[crewman-penelope]

🍀 Moneypenny Monday 🍀

#moneypenny monday #eve moneypenny #mi6 cafe #team civilian #gingerfan #007 fest #007 fest 2023 #lois maxwell #Caroline bliss #Samantha bond #naomie harris

[ultimate-007]

THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS 1987

Moneypenny (Caroline Bliss) and Bond (Timothy Dalton)

#the living daylights #caroline bliss #Moneypenny #timothy dalton #james bond #007

[teamcivilian]

#team civilian #moneypenny monday #eve moneypenny #lois maxwell #Caroline bliss #Samantha Bond #Naomie Harris #mi6 cafe

[teathattast]

perfect timing as new petals in november

a tender creature, a fever

disarming, flourescent

there you were with your mirror

shining the world all over me

there i was with my butterfly net

trying to catch your light

#love notes #caroline polachek #butterfly net #and as i stand among your bliss #i find my heart has grown 10x larger #filled with the light of your love #surrounded by your light #blinded by choice #I love you <3

[acvillagerdeathmatch]

#acnh #animal crossing #city folk #fandom polls #new horizons #new leaf #wild world #rilla #snooty #Marcy #cherry #biskit #Carrie #bianca #Caroline #bliss #aisle

[goreintake]

#drawer #fanart #animal crossing #bliss #caroline

[atticbedrest]

listening to Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake and reading How to be Parisian phone will be turned off until Sunday evening.

#swan lake #tchaikovsky #how to be parisian #Caroline de maigret #bliss #apr. 2024

[garlands-evergreen]

two of my favorite house layouts for two of my favorite villagers!

Monique and Caroline

#ac: happy home designer #happy home designer #ac happy home designer #animal crossing #animal crossing screenshots #animal crossing screencaps #kinda wish they'd go back to leaning more on the 'tropical/island'-y themes for caroline again like back when she used to be known as bliss #so i chose an oasis theme environment for her house

[tomorrowhittoday]

I 25 Dischi Più Significativi del 2022

La lista dei dischi più significativi del 2022 secondo la redazione di Tomorrow Hit Today

di Massimo Perasso E’ stato difficile stilare questa lista. Non per la mancanza di dischi interessanti, tutt’altro, ma la varietà di proposte che meritavano di entrare in lista era talmente alta che è stato necessario trovare una linea guida e una certa severità. In una annata in cui la maggior parte delle liste di fine anno vedono Rosalia, Beyoncè, Bad Bunny tra i primi posti è stato necessario…

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#700 bliss #angel olsen #bestof #bestof2022 #billy woods #caroline #chat pile #danger mouse #fontaines d.c. #keeley forsyth #kendrick lamar #lucrecia dalt #makaya mccraven #moin #moor mother #nina nastasia #off! #oren ambarchi #otoboke beaver #sirom #soul glo #the lord #the smile #wu-lu

[goodcryunicorn]

007 || Eve Moneypenny

Name: Eve Moneypenny Age: 32 - 52 Relationship: single (verse depending) open for ships Sexuality: heterosexual Job: secretary Faceclaims: Lois Maxwell; Caroline Bliss; Samantha Bond; Naomie Harris  Blog written by: @goodcryunicorn3​​​

Eve Moneypenny was an MI6 field agent, who during a mission with Bond in Istanbul, Turkey, spots Bond while he struggled with mercenary Patrice atop a train. M demands that Patrice be eliminated, but due to the constant movement of Bond and Patrice, Eve lacks confident she can get a good shot at Patrice. M, frustrated with such a response, bluntly orders Eve to "take the bloody shot". Eve does so, and ends up shooting Bond, resulting in his apparent death. Afterwards she is placed under investigation. Although not reprimanded due to the extreme situation and M's direct order to shoot, she is suspended from field work. But, when Q refused to meet up with Bond at his hotel in Macau due to his fear of flying, Eve went instead, where she helps shave his stubble, and prevents him from unbuttoning her blouse. Later, she and Bond head to a Macau casino where Bond cashed in a chip he lifted from Patrice, containing a suitcase full of money and meets Sévérine before he drops his earpiece into Eve's champagne glass as he passed by. Eve then helped Bond incapacitate the last of one of Sévérine's bodyguards with the case, which he tells her to "put it all on red" before leaving to meet up with Sévérine. She holds the rank of Second Officer in the Women's Royal Naval Service. Miss Moneypenny helps investigate the sniper in Bratislava for James Bond. She discovers for him that she was the cellist at the concert, Kara Milovy. Moneypenny informs Bond that he is required to attend a debriefing after General Koskov's defection and gave him a list of items to pick up from Harrods's on the way. She jokingly bantered to Bond that he was welcome to join her at her house and listen to her Barry Manilow collection. Moneypenny is seen being criticized by M for making several typing mistakes on some papers, and for her lack of professionalism in dealing with Bond's resignation from Her Majesty's Secret Service. She was worried sick about Bond and calls Q Branch. Q takes some leave and aids Bond in the field in Isthmus against Franz Sanchez. Moneypenny is first heard when she briefs Bond on the profile of Xenia Onatopp and the yacht Manticore. She makes her first appearance in GoldenEye when James, who had returned from his evaluation and attempt to stop the EMP-hardened helicopter, comes into M's office, only to see the secretary, wearing a dress and Moneypenny jokes about it and soon explained that she went to a theater with a gentleman and as they walk down to the meeting room, James reminds Moneypenny that they should have had one but she replies that he never had her. She soon has 007 moved into the briefing room before M came in. Later she calls Bond, who is 'studying' Danish with a professor named Inga Bergstrom and tells him to get back as M needs him and soon insults Bond, calling him a 'cunning linguist' before hanging up and turns to see M is behind her and says 'Don't ask.' Which M replies 'Don't tell.' Upon hearing that Bond should talk to Elliot Carver's wife and old friend of Bond, Paris, Moneypenny wants to know how much pumping is needed. After Bond blew up the stealth boat that destroyed a British ship, HMS Devonshire, and had the Chinese accused, M tells Moneypenny to write in the report that "Carver went sailing and was found missing, presumed dead. Authorities believe he committed suicide". Bond returns from his mission in Spain and Moneypenny asks him if he brought her any souvenirs. He passes her the untouched cigar and she accepts, but immediately into the waste paper basket. Later in Scotland, Moneypenny chides the MI6 doctor, Molly Warmflash, for accepting Bond's sexual advances in return for a clean bill of health. Moneypenny has a smaller screen presence here. Towards the end of the movie, she experimented with Q's Virtual Combat Training Simulator and pretended she was making out with James Bond. This was a stark shift from the previous films in which she had no romantic interest in Bond.

VERSES

#fandom // 007 #007 // Eve Moneypenny #faceclaim // Lois Maxwell #faceclaim // Caroline Bliss #faceclaim // Samantha Bond #faceclaim // Naomie Harris #sexuality // Heterosexual #goodcryunicorn3

[ultimate-007]

THE LIVING DAYLIGHTS 1987

Timothy Dalton as Bond

Caroline Bliss as Moneypenny

#timothy dalton #caroline bliss #the living daylights #007 #james bond

[ghoststyles]

Fairway to Heaven - Part 4

WC: 7.4K

TW: Mentions of sexual assault, harassment.

Read Part 1 | Read Part 2 | Read Part 3

~

The summer turns into fall, and Briar and Harry are living in their bubble of bliss. They’re professional when at Wynnewood, but a full-on domestic couple in private. Briar started her MBA, and Harry is thriving at work, finally finding the balance he’s been craving. 

Uncle Patrick has completely warmed up to the couple, inviting them over for dinner and drinks regularly. Harry continuously charms her Aunt Meredith, and bonds with each of her brothers, talking about golf, music, and Marvel movies. One day, Briar received a text from her Uncle Patrick; All 6 of her favorite guys smiling in a group photo on the 14th hole of Wynnewood. Her heart was positively bursting.

Gus’s preferences shift as well; Before Harry, Briar was Gus’s whole world. Now, she’s the last to be greeted when they walk in the door, and is given a deathly side eye if she joins the two of them on HER bed. Harry sneaks out for a run in the mornings when he stays at Briar’s, always bringing Gus with him for the first half mile.

If Briar heads over to Harry’s, Gus is usually in tow. He even bought Gus a bed and some toys to make him feel at home. 

Caroline and Briar made amends a week after their trip to the city. They’ve known each other long enough to know they need time to cool off and collect their thoughts. Briar invited Caroline out to breakfast with her and Harry, so they can meet and get to know one another. Caroline sent Briar a text to let her know Harry seems like a great guy, and if she’s happy, then they’re all happy.

Briar is halfway through her shift on the back course when she hears another cart pull up behind her.

“There’s my beer angel!” Niall shouts, lifting her up in the air from behind.

“Oi! Hands off,” Harry snaps, glaring at him. He shoves Niall out of the way, giving Briar a gentle kiss. 

“Hi, Birdie,” he whispers. 

“Hi, Daddy,” she whispers into his mouth, praying Niall is out of earshot. To prying eyes, their exchange is disgusting. 

Niall is sifting through her cooler, trying to find the coldest Mich Ultra. 

“Niall!” Harry yells, throwing his hands up. “You’re paying for that.”

“What’re you, her security guard?” Niall laughs, popping open the beer.

“Harry, it’s fine,” Briar assures, touching his arm gently.

He huffs, still glaring at Niall.

“Who’s winning?” Briar asks, unsure if she’s poking a bear.

“Me!” Niall laughs. “I think your boy is a bit distracted.”

“He’s had some lucky shots,” Harry grumbles.

Briar rubs his arm before wrapping hers around his waist. The course is relatively empty today, so she feels comfortable being so close to him. Since revealing their relationship to Niall, he’s taken the liberty of cracking a joke at every opportunity. 

“When is your shift over?” Harry asks, leaning his cheek down on top of her head.

“Mmm, I offered to stay late today. Probably closer to 6,” she sighs, not wanting to let go of him.

“Okay, love birds, hurry up. I gotta stay warmed up if I’m gonna drop the hammer on H here,” Niall rolls his eyes, jumping back on the cart.

Briar’s heart flutters at Niall’s frivolous use of the word ‘love’. Harry squeezes her one more time before returning to their cart. 

“We’re Audi 5000,” Harry says, holding up the peace sign while stepping on the gas and driving away.

“Yeah, that didn’t make you sound 100 years old!” she yells out, laughing at them. 

“LL Cool J is the man!” he shouts back. 

~

On her midday break, she heads into the dining room to say hi to Cam. Their schedules haven’t lined up recently.

“Hey girl!” Cam gleams, waving her over. “Haven’t seen you in forever!”

“I know! And life has been crazy,” she plops down on one of the bar stools. 

Cam puts the glassware in her hands on the bar and leans over, placing her chin on her palms, “Soooo. How’s Harry?” 

Briar can’t hide the smile on her face. “Everything is good. Better than good, really.”

“Sorry if you take offense to this, but I’m imagining the sex is fucking incredible.”

“You’d be correct. No offense taken,” Briar giggles.

“Ugh, I need to get laid,” Cam admits, not caring if her patrons at the bar hear her. 

“Want me to get the low down on Niall for you?” 

“It wouldn’t hurt, but something tells me I can probably pull him on my own,” she laughs. 

Briar laughs, “yeah, you’re right.”

The two girls chat for a little longer, catching up on other club gossip. Briar heads back out to her cart, only to find a tiny stuffed owl sitting on the seat. She looks around, unsure where he could be. Her heart swells at the gesture.

She drives around hoping to find Harry, her new companion sitting on the cart’s tiny dashboard. Rounding the corner to the back half of the course, she spots a figure on the 14th hole, just as the sun is setting. 

She smiles, loving that this has become their spot. He acknowledges her, his smile lighting up as she gets closer. She parks her cart parallel to his, barely putting hers in park before she launches herself into his cart.

“Woah, nelly!”

“Hi, Daddy,” she says, kissing next to his ear, smelling his shampoo.

“Hi, Birdie. How’s your day?”

“Good. I love my new little friend,” she says, looking over at the little owl. 

“I almost bought you a little chick, but this one stood out to me more,” he smiles. “What’re you gonna name him?”

Without skipping a beat, Briar says, “Joaquin.”

Harry juts out his lip, nodding his head. “I like it.”

She shuffles to hover over Harry’s hips, her skirt fanning out to cover both of their laps. Harry looks down, grinning at her deviously.

“Panties off, Birdie,” he says assertively.

She gasps, heat sneaking up from her neck to her cheeks. “Are you sure, Daddy?”

He keens at her response. His brave girl. “Mhm. We’ll be real careful,” he says, unbuckling his belt. He lifts both of them so he can pull his pants over his ass. She pulls her thong off, setting it off to the side.

The sun is setting, and the course is essentially empty. The hustle and bustle leaving them with the calming sounds of the wooded area beside them.

“Where’s Niall?” Briar asks, looking around.

“Left a bit ago.”

“O-okay,” she says, nodding. Briar perches herself on the bench beside him. She leans down, looking up at him before touching.

“Go ahead baby, get me out so you can fuck yourself on my cock next,” he rasps.

Briar’s stomach is stirring with excitement; the idea of being caught sending a shiver down her spine. She touches him over his briefs lightly, his cock twitching in response. She fishes him out, immediately kissing his tip and giving small licks on the top half of his dick. While she busies herself, Harry reaches his hand around to play with her pussy. She’s already dripping, so Harry inserts two fingers and starts fucking her. 

She moans as she wraps her lips around him, not caring if the whole club can see them. Briar runs her tongue along the juicy veins before sucking him further. Taking a deep breath, she braces to take him deeper. She’s been practicing relaxing her throat.

Harry grunts loudly, taking his right hand to press down on the back of her neck. She takes his encouragement, only wanting to take him deeper. She inches her way until her nose is buried in his pubic hair. She gurgles, pulling off of him abruptly to gasp for air.

“Took me so deep, baby. So fucking proud,” Harry beams, not believing this girl is his. “Make me happier every day.”

Her pussy is dripping, unable to wait another second. He removes his fingers before sticking them in his mouth. 

“Daddy, I need you,” she pouts, moving to sit back on his lap, his cock just barely swiping her center.

“Go ahead baby, take what’s yours,” he instructs, eager to see her take control. Indirectly, of course.

She reaches between them, gripping his cock to line it up with her needy hole. Every part of her wants to sink down as fast as possible, but she opts to sink down deliciously and slowly. They gasp and moan in unison, Harry’s eyes rolling back a bit. 

“So deep!” she screams, her head falling back. 

Instead of telling her to be quiet, he reaches around her to raise her head back up and stuffs his middle and ring finger in her mouth. She welcomes the intrusion, swirling her tongue between them. He pushes further back in her mouth, choking her a bit, while thrusting up to meet her bounces.

He removes his fingers for a quick second, leaving her gasping for air as she’s bouncing all over his cock. He wants so badly to pull her tits out, but that’s too risky. He shoves his fingers back in her mouth. Reaching between them, he rubs her clit furiously, knowing she’s getting close.

Her bounces are becoming less rhythmic and more sloppy. He smiles at her, “C’mon, Birdie, take it.”

She slurs around his fingers, “I’m gonna cum, Daddy. I’m so close.” His fingers are so big in her mouth, making her sound like she has a lisp.

“I want it baby, give it to me,” he grits out, still rubbing her clit. She stops all movement, her head slamming down onto Harry’s shoulder, letting out an extended whine. He thrusts into her a few more times, spilling everything in him. She feels warm and heavenly. 

Harry lazily looks around, spotting no one around them. He scratches her back, encouraging her to lift herself off of him.

“Ughn,” Briar whines as she goes to stand.

“I know, Birdie. Did so good f’me.”

She pulls off, feeling his cum drip down her thighs. She reaches for her discarded panties, before Harry snatches them.

“Uh-uh, nope,” he says, shoving them in his pocket.

“Daddy!” she says, shocked. This feels so scandalous. 

“Hope it isn’t breezy,” he says, winking before kissing her neck. He shoos her back to her cart. She grabs his golf towel, laying it down before sitting again, the juices dripping deliciously.

~

Briar showers after her shift — for obvious reasons, before heading to her house to grab Gus. Harry invited them over to hang out with a few of his friends. 

She arrives at his house, making direct eye contact with Harry’s nosy neighbor. This time, Briar marches right to the front door and lets herself in. She hears laughter coming from the kitchen, so she lets go of Gus’s leash, letting him run straight to Harry.

“Gus!” Harry yells, lifting the dog’s top half up.

“Oi! Who’s this?” One of the brunette men sat around the island asks.

“This is Gus,” Harry says, pointing to the pup. “I’m dating his mother.”

Briar bursts out laughing, shaking her head at her boyfriend’s weird sense of humor. Harry leans over to give her a kiss.

“It’s nice to meet you, Briar. We’ve heard a lot about you,” the same man says, rolling his eyes at Harry.

“This is Ben, and that’s Tom, Tom and Jeffrey,” Harry says, pointing to each of them.

“Nice to meet you all!” she beams, despite feeling nervous being in a room full of older men. They are all clearly older than Harry — probably closer to Patrick’s age.

“Ben, you’re the one who kept Harry off the streets while he renovated his house, right?” Briar asks, remembering what Harry told her on her first visit to his place. 

Harry smiles at the small detail she picked up on. 

“That’s right. It was like having a little gremlin in my attic,” he smiles, as Harry punches him in the arm lightly. 

The men shoot their shit, and Briar is just happy to watch them interact, interjecting when relevant. She hates when girlfriends ruin their boyfriend’s time with friends by turning the attention on themselves. 

Harry decides he wants to move the party outside, so he starts carrying drinks to the fire pit, but is struggling to carry them.

“Help me, Jeffrey!” Harry says, in a strangely high-pitched voice. She assumes it’s from one of their many inside jokes. Jeff jumps out of his chair to grab a few of the cans from his hands. 

“How do you carry all those drinks at once, Briar?” Harry huffs, just barely making it to the outdoor table. 

“I get to practice on some needy members. Specifically members named Niall and Harry,” she teases, causing them all to erupt into laughter. 

They sit around telling stories, the further they go back in time, the crazier. Briar rests comfortably on Harry’s lap on the comfy round chair. She thinks even if she met Harry when he was younger, they’d still get together. It’s later in the night, so the men opt to go back to their hotels, since a few of them are visiting from out of town.

She starts to doze off, before Harry whispers in her ear, “They really like you, Birdie.”

She can feel his smile against her neck. “Let’s get you to bed,” he says softly. “Want me to carry you?”

She giggles, her eyes still not opening. “Yeah.”

She turns around, wrapping herself around him, crossing her ankles over his butt. Gus senses their movement, and does a downward dog stretch before trotting inside. 

She clings to him as he locks doors and shuts off lights. He struggles to carry her upstairs, but manages. He drops her on his bed before diving on top of her, whistling John Cena’s wrestling song.

“Bah badum bummmm, bah badum bummmm. It’s John Cena!”

“You are such a loser!” she laughs, about ready to pee her pants. It’s this point in time where she realizes this man is no different than her brothers. 

“Watch that tone, baby,” he warns, giving a smack to her ass. 

She crawls under his covers, absolutely wiped out. Gus is sleeping on the floor at the foot of the bed. 

“Thanks for inviting me,” Briar says when they’re laid on their sides staring at each other. 

~

It’s a slow morning when she wakes up. It’s early, but Briar’s internal clock keeps her on a tight schedule. Harry is still snoring, so she sneaks out the door with Gus so he can go to the bathroom. 

Her boyfriend is thoughtful enough to keep a bag of Gus’s food and a spare food and water dish for him. He begins to chow down, so she brews a cup of coffee for herself and for Harry.

With her mug, she heads back outside to finish watching the sun rise and wake up more. It’s only 15 minutes before Harry joins her outside. She smiles, leaning in when he goes to kiss her temple. 

“There’s coffee inside for you,” she says, her voice full of sleep.

“Thanks, Birdie,” he says, plopping down on the chaise lounge, looking straight into the sun, but eyes still shut. “Bed got cold up there without ya.”

Briar hums, “Do you have a busy day today?”

“I can make it not busy,” he looks over at her, squinting. 

“No need, was just curious. Are you cool if I stay while you work? I’m finally not at Wynnewood for once.”

“Fine with me. I always bother you at work. I can show you what business not to go into,” he laughs. 

“Can’t be that bad,” she challenges him.

“You’re right. It’s given me a pretty good life,” he says, encouraging her to join him on his chaise. “Wouldn’t have met you otherwise.”

~

Briar is lounging on Harry’s sofa with Gus at her feet while Harry works. He moved his laptop into the kitchen so he can be closer to them, although he has been getting heavily distracted by the Real Housewives of New Jersey reunion.

“Y’know, I don’t think Teresa has ever liked Melissa,” Harry says, matter of factly. 

Briar whips her head to gawk at him, her eyebrows raised. “What? You watch this show?”

“I’m fucking with you, I googled ‘RHONJ hot takes’ to see your reaction. I’m satisfied,” he snickers.

“Well that’s a take I agree with. After so many seasons, you just have to pick a side,” Briar yawns.

“Y’can take a nap if you’re tired. No need to stay up for my sake,” Harry says.

“I will, once this is over. How many meetings do you have left?”

“Just 3 more. But they’re all an hour or hour and a half,” he frowns.

“Do you have to be on camera?”

He cocks his head, unsure where she’s going with this question.

“Uh, no, not necessarily. I’ve worked with all of these people before. I usually am on camera if I’m meeting them for the first time,” he explains.

She smiles to herself, before returning back to her show. She has a feeling Harry will go back to his office for his other meetings, knowing his back is probably killing him from hunching over the island. 

Like clockwork, Harry goes into his office for his second call. She gives him about 5 minutes before she tip toes to the large wooden door. She opens it slowly, his eyes meeting hers over his monitor. 

Harry quickly mutes his microphone and takes himself off camera. His attention darting back and forth from the meeting and Briar. She walks around the side of his desk slowly, to which he swivels his chair to face her.

“What are you doing, lovie?” he says in a whisper, untrusting of his mute button.

Briar says nothing, sinking to her knees. Harry’s eyes go wide as he feels her pull his sweatpants down, revealing his flaccid dick that’ll come to life in a few short minutes. He looks to the ceiling, determining his next move. Does he tell her to leave? Or jeopardize his career by letting her continue and punish her later?

Harry chooses the latter. 

By this point, his cock is fully erect and ready to go. Briar peers up with him as she plunges over him. Harry’s eyes close, expecting her to start bobbing her head up and down. Instead, she remains perfectly still. 

He looks down at his girl, and she’s staring right back at him. He’s completely zoned out, until he hears his colleague say his name. 

“Harry? What do you think?”

“I-I uhm, I agree, this sounds like a lucrative opportunity for us. Do you have a full report to share?” he manages to choke out. 

Briar smiles as much as she can with his cock down her throat. She starts to gently suckle on his tip, then pushes his length halfway in, making sure to swallow frequently so her throat contracts, sending him into a tizzy. A few minutes pass of repeating this pattern, and Harry is ready to disintegrate.

The meeting continues, and Harry is holding on by a thread. He feels Briar pull off of him slowly, before rising to her feet and climbing on his lap. He exhales, thankful he didn’t cum with his colleagues on the phone. She wastes no time, inserting his cock in her pussy, not even bothering to remove her underwear and sleep shorts. Instead of lifting herself up and down, she grinds a little, but remains mostly stationary. Her hands cup his face, kissing down his jaw and neck.

Is she — cockwarming him?

His breathing is labored this time, unsure if he can hold off painting her velvety walls with his cum. He bites down on her shoulder.

She whispers lowly in his ear, bouncing a little, “come in me, Daddy.”

With that, he thrusts upward lazily, whines, and drains his balls into her. He can barely catch his breath. They stay like that, letting the meeting run its course. The team is dragging out their goodbyes, so Harry unmutes and chokes out, “Thanksguysgottadropoffbye.”

Briar comes back to life, squirming on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling in.

“Where’d you learn that one, baby girl?” he asks, genuinely curious.

“Google,” she laughs while pulling off of him, both of them hyper-fixating on the liquid dripping from her cunt. “‘Kay, I’m gonna go take a nap.”

Harry is dumbfounded. He goes to warn her she’s in for a rude awakening, but the notification for his call with Niall chimes. 

~

When Harry is done his work day, Harry sneaks upstairs to spy on Briar. She’s sound asleep in his bed, with Gus at her side. Having the dog in his bed isn’t his favorite thing in the world, but the two of them look comfortable as hell, he has to admit. 

“Gus Gus,” Harry calls quietly, causing the dog to lift his head. He jumps down from the bed, and Harry is able to shoo him into the hallway. Briar doesn’t stir. 

Harry pads into his closet to find the unopened Amazon package, making sure to tip toe. He quietly shuts the door, sitting on the floor. He tears open the package, watching the contents dump on his lap.

He inspects the items, gently running his fingers along the rope, taking note of the intricate weaves. His spine shivers with excitement, eager to see Briar’s body react to being tied up. Tonight, he’ll keep it simple by tying her wrists behind her back. But, he’ll keep her waiting a bit. Not a long time, but maybe enough for a quick shower, or go outside to his putting green. 

He rises from his spot on the floor, slowly unraveling the rope. He stands at the side of the bed, staring down at his girl. She’s blowing small puffs of air out of her mouth, her lips in an adorable pout. 

He walks around to ‘his side’ of the bed, before pulling the sheet and duvet back. He slides in slowly, still not wanting to wake her. He shuffles closer, pressing his entire body against hers. He nuzzles his face into her neck, pressing delicate kisses up the column. 

Briar gasps lightly, before slowly craning her neck to touch her cheek to his nose.

“Hi, Birdie,” Harry whispers, kissing her cheek. “Sleep good?”

“Hi,” Briar yawns. “Yeah, your bed is comfy. Probably could sleep until tomorrow.”

“It is tomorrow,” he says sheepishly. He’s full of shit, but wants to rile her up, knowing her brain is playing catch up. She starts to sit up, reaching for her phone. 

“Kidding!” he laughs. She smacks his chest, laying back down. She’s still facing away from him.

“I have a surprise,” he whispers. 

“Hm? What is it?”

Harry starts to dangle the rope over her exposed skin. It doesn’t compute right away, but when it does, she freezes, slowly turning around to face him.

“Now?” she squeaks.

“Now,” he nods, fake pouting. “Up ya go.”

He helps her remove her clothes and move to a kneeling position while he stands on the floor, shins pressed against the bed. Harry starts by tying a slip knot around her wrists, nothing too crazy, but he wraps the remainder of the rope around her shoulders to rest above her collar bones. Her décolletage drives Harry wild; that area of her body always looks incredible, clothed or not. His cock twitches, eager to see the rope there.

When everything is secure, he brings her to a lying position on her left side, facing the en suite. “Good girl,” he whispers, kissing her neck. He tugs the rope for good measure. “Gonna go take a shower now.”

Her eyes bug out of her head, grunting when she moves her arms, forgetting she’s in the restraints already. 

“B-but, I said…” she trails off, a look of pure terror flashing across her face. 

“I know what you said, Birdie. Daddy knows what’s best for you right now,” he hums, giving her a look of pity. “Won’t leave you for long.”

He spins on his heels towards the bathroom, and Briar feels like she could start crying. The feeling of fight or flight has never been so strong. She takes a few shallow breaths to calm her nerves, looking around the room. 

Somehow maneuvering her body to flip to a kneeling position, her face laying flat on the mattress, she rotates her head to look at Harry’s bed side table. She spots a bottle of lube, her vibrator, and one more item she can’t make out. She slams her eyes shut, dreading the night ahead of her.

In the shower, Harry is taking his grand old time, building the anticipation. He neglects to clean most of his body, opting to play with his cock instead. The rainfall shower head paired with the jets that shoot from the wall make the perfect combination for teasing himself. He brings himself to the edge a few times, but doesn’t dare let go. 

Before turning the water off, he switches the temperature to ice cold, waking up his senses. He grabs his towel out of the warmer, and starts to dry off, shaking out his hair, his curls relaxing into waves as he’s aged.

Briar’s ears perk up at the sound of the water turning off. She’s grateful he didn’t stick something in her mouth to gag her. She’s been whining and writhing pathetically since the minute Harry shut the door. Her shoulders are killing her and she’s sheathed in sweat. 

The door swings open, a puff of steam surrounding him. She smiles, thinking back to their run-in, except this time, Harry’s towel is not around his waist, but being run through his sopping hair, his thick cock swinging as he walks. He stares down at Briar, admiring his handy work of the knots.

Harry takes the towel in his hand, holding it out lengthwise. She peers up at him, their eyes locking, the thought simultaneously invading their minds. Harry holds the towel up before letting go of one end, the fabric cracking as it makes contact with Briar’s ass.

Briar yelps, unable to move. She tries to flip over, grunting in frustration when the ropes prevent her. Harry lets her squirm, getting a mild satisfaction from the struggle. She’ll wear herself out before they even get started.

“Settle down, Birdie.”

“I-I — I need help,” she cries out. If Harry doesn’t touch her soon, she’s sure she’ll light on fire.

“Help with what, baby?”

“Daddy, please,” she begs. “Please touch me.”

“Thanks for asking nicely, baby. But, I think there’s something else I’d like you to do, first,” Harry smirks. Her look of panic returns, but he simply grabs the rope and maneuvers her so she’s on her back, her head hanging over the edge of the bed. The cadence of Harry’s words slow down when he’s in a mood.

He hovers over her, placing his cock so it lays heavy on her lips. She opens her mouth, waiting for his next move. The whole time, her eyes have been squeezed shut. Opting to finally open them, she almost laughs, having never seen Harry from this angle. 

He snaps his hips forward, shoving his cock halfway in her mouth. She gags, not prepared for the quick movement. He gives her a moment to adjust, basking in the feeling of her contracting her throat.

“Good girl, letting me fuck your little mouth like this. Look at you, absolutely drooling for it.”

Briar’s eyelashes flutter; her mouth has never been this full. She incoherently cries out, where Harry can barely make out her saying ‘please’. 

Harry pushes in fully, watching as tears leak out of her eyes. His movements are minuscule, having no where else to go. He removes himself, listening to her sputter and gasp for air. He peers down at her, watching her chest rise and fall unevenly. Before she can say a word, he snaps his hips again, this time reaching down to cup her face. His thrusts start out slow, but increase pace quickly. He’s fully fucking her mouth.

She chokes and cries more, until he relents and pulls out, her wails now louder, unmuffled by his cock. Harry squats down to her level, petting the sweat-drenched hair off her forehead. He kisses her gently on her temple. His cock is painfully red.

“Did so well f’me, lovie. Let’s get you back up on the bed, here.”

He laces his hands under her neck and knees, flipping her so her head is on the pillow. Her arms are fully numb, her shoulders feeling like she spent hours in the gym. Despite feeling like she got hit by a bus, her core is absolutely dripping. She crosses her legs, hoping Harry will let it go.

No such luck. Harry joins her on the bed, laying flat on his stomach. She can’t look at him, so she tucks her face into the blanket beside her.

“Why are you hiding, Birdie?”

“I c-can’t,” she sniffles, overwhelmed by the different sensations she’s experienced today. Her voice is hoarse and completely fucked out. 

“You can. Gonna make you feel so good, baby. Patience,” he smiles, knowing this is one of the areas for improvement. 

She goes to speak again, but is interrupted by Harry’s tongue and fingers entering her abruptly. Incoherent babbling pours from her mouth, leading Harry to shush her. 

“Always so wet f’me. Barely’ve even touched you and you’re ruining my sheets,” Harry says, sucking her clit into his mouth. He pulls off, “Makes Daddy so crazy. Wish I could take you everywhere with me. And you’d do it, wouldn’t you, baby? Let Daddy fuck you anywhere and everywhere?”

She’s thought about it — just lounging around Harry’s house, naked all day every day, being his fuck toy. But, she’s a girl with goals — goals she knows Harry wouldn’t hold her back from. 

“Yes,” she sighs. “I’m yours.”

Harry pauses, a whimper almost escaping his own mouth. He licks her feverishly, lapping over her labias. Groaning, he leaves his position between her legs and hovers over her, gently pressing his hand over her neck. They haven’t officially done this yet, so Harry waits for Briar’s reaction.

God, she wishes her hands weren’t tied — she’d place her hand over his. She squirms around, kicking her feet out in the process. She comes loud and fast, arching her back in the process. 

“Ah, yes, Daddy!” she strains out.

Pressing down a little more firmly, he uses his other hand to pump his cock a few times, lining it up with her center. He swipes the tip around before pressing in, slow and controlled, unlike how he took her mouth.

He reaches over to the nightstand to grab her vibrator, flicking the switch and turning it on. Briar’s head pops up.

“N-no, no, no, no,” she begs, already about to come. The vibrations would make her unravel instantly. 

“Why not, baby? Gonna make you come as many times as I can.”

Briar mewls in response. Of course she wants to. But generally, she needs a moment in between, and she gets this unsettling feeling that Harry will be relentless in this mission. 

And he is relentless — starting off on the slowest setting, making her come twice back to back, then upping the speed to the highest setting and just holding it there.

She’s howling at this point, pulling so hard on her restraints, she knows she’ll have craters formed on her skin. Coming once more, Harry joins her, releasing loudly into her. He’s too slow to shut off the vibrator, causing Briar to bark at him.

“Enough! Stop, stop, stop.”

He smiles, so unbelievable proud of her. Pulling out, he starts to loosen the rope, allowing her to relax. Slowly, he guides her arms out from underneath her, her whimpers continuing. He feels bad knowing her arms are probably numb. He may have carried on a bit too much.

When she’s finally free, Harry lays behind her, his arms wrapped tightly at her waist. They’re quiet for several minutes.

“That was fucking insane, Harry.”

Harry is taken back by her tone, so he rubs her arm gently, “A good insane, right?”

“Yeah, a good insane. I felt like my head was detached from my body.” 

He hums, “Good. I don’t ever want it to feel like the bad insane.” Harry feels floaty, too. It’s been a long time since anyone has relinquished this much control to him in bed. The PTA moms and divorced housewives keep it pretty vanilla. 

“Your arms are probably going to kill you tomorrow, baby. Wondering if you should call out of work.”

Briar loves that he cares about her this much. “Mm, I’ll be alright. I’ll just have the bar backs do the heavy lifting. There’s a huge charity tournament tomorrow. I think some big name players’ll be there.”

Harry nods to himself. He stands, gathering the supplies strewn around the room. 

“What’s that other thing on your side table?” Briar asks, her brow furrowed.

“That’s a butt plug. Was gonna to use it on you, but I think we did enough new activities tonight,” he leans over and kisses her. “I wanna fuck your ass, eventually.”

Shell-shocked, Briar stutters, “O-oh.”

“Yeah. So pink and perfect, always staring at me when I fuck you,” he say, lust dripping from his mouth.

Briar has never even so much as touched her second hole, so the thought of his cock in there makes her head spin.

“I’m gonna start making us some dinner. Do you want me to feed Gus?”

“Y-yes, please,” she nods, finally sitting up. 

“Okay, baby. Take your time coming down. I’m sure you’re a little numb in a few places.”

~ At Wynnewood the next morning, Briar is wishing she called out. The course is flooded with players for the charity tournament, and she feels like she’s being pulled in every direction. She’s triple stocked with essentials, and has plenty of champagne bottles for them to pop and shake around. Showy bastards.

Her cart has been purchased for the day by one member; a venture capitalist named Stewart Wagner. Briar’s job is to follow Mr. Wagner around, answering every beck and call for the measly price of $5,000, plus a nice tip. Her inner girl boss is screaming, but this would be a pretty addition to her paycheck.

The morning is going by quickly, thanks to Stewart’s entourage, a group of 30-50 year olds who can’t hold their liquor. Even when a patron is being over served, it’s in the servers’ best interest not to cut them off. The men are flirty, and Briar flirts back, but pictures her boyfriend’s gorgeous face.

Briar and Harry have had many discussions about her job; Harry is well aware of her savings goals, and even encourages her to work her charms to get the guys on the course to pay more. His trust in her is sexy, making her feel so empowered. She looks at her text from Harry this morning. 

🦊: Make some money, baby! I’ll be there later today with Niall.

🐥: Thank youuuuu. Can’t wait to see you <3

Briar laughs at their differences in texting. Harry acts like he is writing emails when he texts her. Occasionally, he’ll use the 👍 emoji to spice things up. 

She drives her cart slowly, trailing behind Stewart’s group. His use of pet names disgusts her, but when he’s waving $100 bills in the air, it’s hard to ignore him.

“What can I get for you, Mr. Wagner?”

“Briar, sweets, can we have a round of Fireball shots?”

“Of course, I’ll have those right up for you,” she smiles sweetly, grabbing the chilled bottle and shot glasses.

She passes them amongst the group, but not before noticing Stewart’s hand sitting just above her ass. She gives him a tight-lipped smile before moving away, not saying a word. She stalks back to the cart, her heart pounding a little. She’ll allow verbal flirting, but never anything physical. 

She watches them play all day, rolling her eyes as they hit bogey after bogey. They’re the loudest group on the course, making obscene gestures to one another and slurring their words.

After a while, one of Stewart’s friends approaches her, leaning against the cart like Harry does. She’s at the back of the cart, reorganizing the cooler. They’re in a more wooded spot in between Stewart’s hole and the next. 

“Can I grab you anything?” Briar says cautiously, not liking the way this man is looking at her. 

“You can, gorgeous, but I think I want something not on the menu,” he smirks, moving dangerously close to her. He leans down to whisper in her ear, “Do you want me as much as I want you? Your ass is amazing in that little skirt.” 

Briar’s blood runs cold. She stares at him, before raising her palms up to shove him at chest level, sending him staggering a bit. She looks around frantically, still not a soul is near them, despite how many people are at the course today.

The man grits his teeth before walking towards her again, this time, his hands grab her elbows, pulling her body to press hers against his. She tries to break his grasp, but his grip is too strong. “It’s all good, sweetheart, I don’t mind a struggle.”

Briar goes to yell out, but spots Harry charging towards them, his brows furrowed and nostrils flared. Harry’s hands are in fists at his side, his jaw locked tightly. 

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Harry yells, shoving him away from Briar, his hand gripping the man’s neck. “You think you’re all tough trying to take advantage of a woman? Get the fuck out of here before I fucking kill you.”

Harry sends the him crashing to the ground. He’s so drunk he can’t even attempt to stand back up. 

“Stewart! Oi! Come get your fucking boy before there’s a bigger problem,” Harry seethes, yelling down to Stewart who can now see the commotion. 

“Harry, hey, what’s going on here?” Stewart questions, looking between Briar’s teary eyes, Harry’s enraged look, and his buddy lying on the ground. 

“Get this fucking prick out of my sight. Now,” Harry grits, guiding Briar to the passenger’s side of her cart, while he jumps in the driver’s seat. Stewart does nothing, staring at them both. “I said now!”

“I’ll pay her more,” Stewart says simply, understanding what probably took place. Harry jumps back up, ready to bash their two skulls together. 

Briar hops off the seat, grabbing Harry’s arm. He shakes loose of her grip, looking straight at Stewart, “You wanna die now too, huh?”

“Harry, please. Let’s just go back up…” she trails off. Harry eases off, jumping back into the cart. The two ride back to the clubhouse in silence, passing the other players who have no idea what happened. Harry parks the cart, walking off in the direction of the pro shop. Briar follows behind, barely keeping up.

All of a sudden, Harry spins around, embracing her in a tight hug, his head laying on hers. They say nothing, just basking in each other. Harry is ready to ream out every employee who lets Stewart do whatever he wants, but his girl comes first. 

“Baby, I’m so sorry that happened to you,” Harry says, his face buried in her hair. He pulls off, making sure she’s looking up at him. “Gonna make sure that wanker never comes near you again. Did he hurt you?”

She shakes her head, unsure what to say in her state of shock. Releasing her reluctantly, Harry continues toward the pro shop.

Harry shoves open the door, looking around. Patrick isn’t out front, but could be in his office. The kid at the desk stands, sensing Harry’s erratic behavior. He guides Briar to sit on the sofa

“Where’s Patrick?” Harry asks. 

“H-he’s in the back. I’ll tell him to come right up,” the scared teenager says, scurrying to the back.

Patrick appears seconds later, his brows furrowed, “Hey, what’s going on?”

Harry tells him, his voice low as to not upset Briar. Patrick peers over Harry’s shoulder at his niece, his stomach dropping with every word. 

“Patrick, I think if I had gotten there any later, something even worse would’ve happened,” Harry says, his voice breaking. 

Patrick nods, walking over to Briar. He sits down next to her, and she immediately bursts in to tears in his arms. Harry feels like he’s been kicked in the gut. Patrick lets Briar cry it out, and only moves to stand up when her breathing is regulated. 

“Take her home, Harry. I’ll make sure this is taken care of.”

Harry nods, grabbing her hand to stand her up. He wraps his arm around her shoulders and guides her to his car. 

He opens the passenger side door, helping her step up and get settled. Kissing her on the cheek, he moves to close the door but she stops him, opting to wrap her arms around his neck and shoulders, laying her cheek on his soft hair.

“I love you.”

He looks up at her, her eyes still red and cheeks puffy with tears. He smiles, his heart bursting out of his chest. 

“I love you, too, Birdie. More than I can even describe.”

~

Though that’s not how Harry envisioned the two of them professing their love, he’s relieved. His feelings for this girl came fast, and seemingly out of nowhere.

When they arrive at Harry’s, he brings her upstairs to shower and get in his comfy clothes. While she showers, he leaves with her keys to grab Gus from her apartment, and stop for some sweet snacks. 

He pops the ice cream in his freezer and lays out the assortment of snacks on the island. Gus stares up at him, waiting for his treat. Harry rolls his eyes, grabbing some cheese from his fridge. He tosses the pieces of provolone in the air, watching Gus miss every single one.

“Your breed must not be known for their athleticism,” Harry laughs, scratching his head.

“What are you saying about my son?” Briar peeps up, entering the kitchen in Harry’s sweats, her arms crossed.

“Nothing, Birdie. He’s perfect. How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay. Just shaken up,” she says softly. 

“I’m sure. Well, I got us some snacks and ice cream. Let’s relax for the rest of the night. Sound good?”

“Yeah, sounds good,” she says, locking his pinky with hers.

~

Patrick arranges for Briars shifts over the next few days to be covered, and he sends Harry a text confirming Stewart is banned from Wynnewood indefinitely. He’s watching Gus roll around in the yard, to which Harry shakes his head.

He sighs with relief, placing his phone on the counter. Briar is still asleep, the stress of the day before wearing her out. Gus scratches at the sliding glass door to be let back in. 

“Get in here, rug rat,” Harry laughs. 

He pads back upstairs, two cups of coffee in his hand. He’s finally won Briar over with drinking hot coffee, despite her insisting that’s for old people.

He enters the room and she’s sitting on his window seat, staring out into the backyard.

“Thank you. And thanks for letting Gus out,” she says, grabbing the coffee mug. He joins her, sitting on the opposite side to face her. 

“You’re welcome. Today, we’re doing a surprise activity,” he says, smiling. He feels giddy. “T’get your mind off things.”

“What is it?” 

“You’ll find out. Just wear what you’d wear to the gym.”

Briar scrunches her eyebrows. She lets it go, opting to sit in silence with her lover. They shower and change as needed, leaving Gus in his mud room. Harry is still weary about leaving the dog to roam free in his house.

They drive for a while, before the houses and trees become more sparse, entering a rural area. Finally, Harry slows down, turning onto a gravel path with a sign that reads, Blue Moon Farm.

They park close to a red barn.

“Harry, where are we?”

“We’re doing GOAT YOGA!” He laughs, his eyes crinkling, smile wide. 

“Oh my god!” She kneels on the seat, leaning over the console to kiss him. “I’m so excited. I’ve always wanted to do this!” 

She hops out of the car, running toward the barn. She shrieks when she sees the baby goats, beckoning Harry over to come look.

A few more couples arrive, and the instructor begins the class. They get through a few moves, until they begin movements on the mat. Briar is in a downward dog position when she feels tiny hooves hop up on her hips. Harry could listen to her squeals of joy for the rest of his life.

A goat is cuddled up to Harry, rendering him unable to finish the class. He’s smiling, letting the little creature nap. Briar is laughing hysterically, snapping photos of them. They finish the class walking around the grounds to see the other animals. 

Horses, cows, goats, emus, chickens, and pigs are roaming around, the collection of sounds making them crack up. The farm has a small ice cream shop, where they split a mint chocolate chip cone. They walk back to his car, pinkies intertwined, smiling to themselves.

When they arrive home, it’s all gentle touches. Harry leads them straight upstairs, dropping articles of clothing as they move.

Harry undresses Briar, worshipping her body, his stomach still in knots over the incident. He leans down, taking her breast in his mouth, using his other hand to roll her nipple between his finger and thumb.

Briar moans softly, lulling her head back. He moves back up, kissing her firmly, before laying her back on the bed. He reaches down, gently touching her center. He kisses his way down her body, listening to her tiny whimpers. She’s wet already, so he fishes his cock out of his pants, lining himself up.

He uses his other hand to hold hers, before entering her. They both sigh, just happy to be close to one another. 

“I love you, Birdie.”

“I love you more.”

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more invested in their love story than my own ugh

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[rere-the-writer]

Hey if you're still doing Mikaelson family requests? Can you do a photonic one where the family is protective over Bonnie and Enzo's kid after they somehow escaped their house to do a little exploring and almost gets eaten by vampires but the family was there to save them and now cares for them?

Time for some cuteness

Warnings: Soft!Mikaelsons, Fluff, Protective!Bonnie, Protective!Enzo

You bright child and Bonnie worried about you a lot since you got your father's adventurous spirit. Enzo encouraged your adventurous spirit claiming you were a strong Bennett witch. But now both Bonnie and Enzo regret having let Damon watch you.

"Look Enzo I'm sorry." Damon said while Elena stood by worried about her idiot husband. Caroline was out helping Bonnie find you while Enzo stay back in case you found your way home.

"Damon, you lost my child because you were too busy making out with Elena! Because of newlywed bliss!" Enzo yelled throwing his arms up clearly worried about you.

"I should have listened to Bonnie when she said Caroline would be better." Enzo groaned putting his face into his hands and Elena walked over rubbing his back.

"Don't worry. We'll find her."

--

You were in awe of everything then again everything was amazing to an six year old. You kept walking looking into shops windows and looking at other sights before being grabbed by someone.

"Look at this boys. A delicious little meal." The vampire said fangs showing while the other vampires got closer.

"I always wondered what a witch would taste like." Another vampire said but before he could bite you the vampire holding you was dead. You opened your eyes not realizing you closed them to find yourself in the arms of man in a suit.

"It seems the these vampires don't know Bennett witches aren't to be touched Elijah."

"It seems so Niklaus." Elijah says taking a handkerchief from Finn to clean your around cheek of dirt. You blinked innocently up at Elijah who just smiled at you and saw two other vampires.

"Now little Bennett, why are you out by yourself?" Elijah asked softly pushing a braid from your face. Rebekah cooed at how cute you looked clearly taken most of Bonnie's features.

"On an adventure! Like mum and daddy." You chirped smiling at Elijah not hearing Klaus and Kol brutally killing the vampires that grabbed you.

"I see then allow us to come with you." Elijah says already soften by you seeing you get excited. And the others smiled watching Elijah place you down and began to pull him along.

"Yes! Let's go!"

--

"Smart little witch aren't you?" Kol says smiling watching you light a few candles.

To say the world's most deadliest vampires weren't soft was an understament. You were being cuddle by Rebekah and Kol while you showed them spells you knew. Elijah was trying to get a hold of Bonnie while Klaus and Finn went to the Salvatore home.

You had never been spoiled as much as the Mikaelsons had spoiled you. Your little adventure turned out more exciting than you thought since you gained new uncles and aunt.

"Daddy says so." You tell Kol smiling brightly. Elijah stepped into the room smiling gently since Hayley had banned the family from seeing Hope. It was nice to see the family happy since Hayley seemed to claim Hope wasn't a Mikaelson.

"A little witch? You guys didn't kidnapped her did you?" Freya said worry written all over her face.

"No, Y/N is a Bennett witch. The family has been deemed under Mikaelson protection according to Niklaus."

"Why is that Elijah? Thought Nik didn't like this Mystic Falls gang." Freya questioned looking at her brother who was watching you.

"Miss Bennett had earned Niklaus's respect since she was a brave witch that nearly killed him twice." Elijah said smiling kneeling down when you came skipping over. Freya was surprise as it wasn't everyday a witch got Klaus's respect and protection.

--

Bonnie rushed to hold you when she saw you with the Mikaelsons in a park. A neutral place to meet up and to return you home. You squealed when your mother lifted you up squeezing you tightly in a hug.

"Oh baby, you worried me and your daddy." Bonnie says peppering you with kisses as Damon glared at the Originals.

"So you guys took the little Bennett." Damon growled stepping forward and Klaus glared.

"No we did not. 'Lijah and I saved her from vampires that was going to drain her. Which wouldn't have happened if you were watching her."

"Yeah right. Likely lies to earn trust to get close to Elena." Damon said moving closer before you ran between them. Damon blinked feeling you push his legs.

"No! They saved me." You said glaring and Enzo stepped over just to ease the growing tension.

"So you compelled her."

"No she is on vervain Damon." Enzo says crouching down to your eye level showing Damon your necklace.

"You saved her? Why?" Bonnie asked surprised and Klaus smirked.

"Bennett witches are under Mikaelson protection. You have earned my respect."

--

It was weird to Bonnie and Enzo watching you read with Elijah who helped you say bigger words as the rest of the family listened. Of course Damon didn't trust the Originals and believed Bonnie shouldn't let them around you.

"Can't believe you invited them to the party." Elena said frowning watching you flushed under the Original's praises. Bonnie chuckled placing down some more snacks.

"Y/N was begging me too. Besides they are really good with her." Bonnie says looking over hearing your loud laughter seeing Kol tickling you as you tried to escape into Finn's arms. Kol and Enzo really hit off since the Mikaelsons had became your official baby sitters, the two vampires had spoiled you rotten.

"Bonnie, did you forget everything they had done to me? How they terrorize us?"

"No but they had apologized and made up for it 10x fold. Elijah helps me teach her magic with Freya, Rebekah takes her shopping. Finn has taught her violin, Klaus is a overly protective wolf but is so soft with her."

"I haven't forgotten Elena but hasn't Damon done as much as they have? How could you forgive him after what he had done to Caroline?" Bonnie said looking at Elena whi looked away face flushed with shame. Bonnie walked away when you called for her leaving Elena feeling terrible.

After the party you were fast asleep against Elijah's chest, dead to the world. Bonnie smiled taking a quick picture to catch a rare quiet moment from you and a rare Elijah smile.

"I should get her in bed." Bonnie says but Elijah gently stopped her.

"No she is fine. I put her down soon." Elijah says as Bonnie chuckled sitting down. Finn and Freya had cleaned up the house while Rebekah and Kol did the dishes. Klaus was sketching a picture and Bonnie felt oddly at peace having the Originals around.

"Thank you for everything you and your family had done for me and Enzo."

"Of course Bonnie. We always be here for the little one and you." Elijah says smiling when everyone joined just to watch you sleep.

"We will protect her, Always and Forever." Elijah says and his siblings repeating his words. For the first time Bonnie and Enzo felt like they had a family. A blood hungry murderous family but a family nonetheless.

#rere's stories #mikaelson x reader #mikaelson family fluff #bonnie bennett x reader #bonnie x enzo #elijah mikaelson imagine #klaus mikaelson imagine #kol mikaelson imagine #mikaelson family x reader #rebekah mikaelson imagine #the originals imagines #the vampire diaries imagine

[hoe4sports]

Caroline Graham Hansen | The ring

A/N: I’m gonna cry, I love need to find myself someone like her 🥹

T/W: You might fall in love with my wife

I looked at Caroline with tears in my eyes as i nodded. The tall Norwegian woman was standing in front of me on one knee with probably the most flashy and expensive looking ring I had ever seen. “Ja, Caroline!” I said as I was jumping up and down in excitement. Caroline stood up and picked the ring up from the box as she placed it on my finger. “Fits like a glove, Kjære» She said as she kissed my hand. I suddenly recognised the ring as I gasped ruining the bliss of the moment. “This is a Cartier ring?” I said as I looked closely at the ring. “Yes, we can always get it back exchanged if you don’t like it, I can even get you another one. Just tell me and I’ll tak-“ she begun rambling not being the one to fuss about prices or money. I had grown up poor, and I was right now wearing a ring that costed more than my grandparents house. “This was expensive Caroline! You shouldn’t be spending so much of your hard earned money on me!” I stated as a gasped. Caroline hugged her body into mine and embraced me while she kissed my head. “When it comes to you, I don’t look at prizetags, Skatt”

The next morning we got up to work as usual. We had been together for only a year leading up to this engagement, but Caroline had suddenly figured out that she wanted to get married and she wanted kids. If that were to happen while she was still young, then she had to act quick. Caroline wasn’t really keen on marriage when I had met her which was seemingly obvious as she was 30 years old and has yet to have a girlfriend. We still hadn’t told anyone about our relationship at all. She had made a somewhat anonymous post on her instagram earlier, but nobody picked up that it was me on the picture.

The girls were chattering away as I entered the warderobe, silently going to my cubby while putting my cleats on. Caroline slipped in a few minutes later just like we always did. Ingrid and Mapi was chattering about if they were to get a dog or a cat next while Alexia was in one of her moods. I was tying my hair up when I heared someone vocal a shock as everyone turned silent. I turned around to see Alexia pointing to my hand. “Aios mio! That’s a ROCK!!” She screamed while holding up my hand. “Look at the size of this rock!! Where did you get it??” she screamed as she adored it. Caroline was looking somewhat proud in her corner but she didn’t speak. Ingrid then put two pieces together and came to the realisation that it was in fact an engagement ring. “It’s- Are you engaged?” The Norwegian screamed overly excited while jumping up and down. The intensity of the room increased as everyone was waiting for an answer. I nodded and the girls broke out in cheers and applause. “Who is the lucky one?” Ingrid asked as she looked closely at the ring. I hesitated for a second, “alexia” I said jokingly. Alexia turned around and laughed as she was in on it “si, jealous Ingrid?” Alexia spat out. “That makes sense, it looks like something none of us could afford!” Ingrid states. “I didn’t even knew you had a boyfriend! Congratulations doll!” Ona said as she inspected the ring closely. Alexia laughed “well, If we need someone to help us win, we will just let Benedicte tackle them. That monstrosity of a rock can take an eye out!” The girls all laughed as I laughed with them and shook my head. I taped up my ring and then we ran out for practice.

The practice was rough, and I had to skip to the warderobe as I forgot my waterbottle. When I entered, I saw Caroline getting ready for her physio appointment. “Well look at that pretty girl with that pretty ring” she said as she smiled and reached for my hand. She kissed it and I giggled. “What would your boyfriend say about this huh?” She said as she kissed me quickly as I smiled into the kiss. I loved her silly side, but she rarely showed it to anyone but me. “MAMMA, MAM-“ I turned around and there she was in all her glory. The daughter of Mapi and Ingrid. She definitely was Mapi’s daughter as she was way too curious for her own good. Me and Ingrid grew up together, so I knew the toddler well. “MAMMA, TANTE BENEDICTE KISSED CARO” the toddler screamed as I chased her down the field to her parents. “SHHH” Ingrid said as she tried to shut the toddler down. Mapi was standing next to her shocked. “No, no Caroline, that’s not cool! She got engaged dude, that’s disgusting!” Mapi said as she spat out her words. Ingrid smacked her in the back of her head. “Are you dumb or did someone drop you on your head as a child?” She hissed as the situation now had caused the girls to stand around us. Caroline was behind me laughing hysterically and i was red as a tomato.

“Caroline, you should be laughin-“ Mapi started again but got cut off by Ingrid. “Use your braincells please” she said as she shook her head. “What? Oh-“ Mapi trailed of as she realised it. “Benedicte is engaged to Caroline you absolute baboon” Ingrid said as she shook her head not believing that her partner could be this amount of oblivious. Everyone started cheering, congratulating and we all celebrated on the field together.

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Red Hot Winter- Chapter 21

Sorry for taking so long my loves! Was doing research for norse weddings and the holidays came around. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter Text

Chapter 21 "Long Live to the King and Queen"

The day had finally come, Caroline and Klaus would be united in holy matrimony, well Norse matrimony with the addition of a witch, which was Bonnie. Caroline wouldn't take anyone else and Klaus had no complaints.

Rumors flew around Mystic Falls, and even in the vampire world that the hybrid Klaus had recently become a father and was finally tying the knot with a young vampire, and his brother Elijah was dating one of the Petrova doppelgangers, but this kind of rumors always followed the Mikaelsons wherever they went.

Sheriff Forbes had arrived early at the Mikaelson Mansion to help her daughter get ready and had met little Hope.

"Oh Caroline, she's so sweet! She reminds me of you when you were a baby!" Said the sheriff, holding Hope in her arms, being watched by Hayley who couldn't stop smiling at her daughter. Hayley had put Hope to sleep on her bed, by her side, and she wouldn't let her daughter out of her sight since she had gotten to the mansion.

"Oh, how was Caroline when she was a baby?" Asked Klaus, arriving at the living room where they were. He held Caroline's waist, bringing her close to his body.

"She was really sweet, but she wouldn't let me sleep at night! Always wanted her dad around, and loved to bite me whenever she got the chance." Answered Liz. Caroline covered her face.

"Argh, Mom seriously!" Klaus laughed at Caroline.

"Perhaps you were destined to become a vampire, my love."

"Yes, and die of embarrassment on my wedding day."

"C'mon love, I want to know what you were like!"

"Klaus, I swear to God…"

That's how Elena woke up in her shared room with Elijah. The original vampire was already awake, caressing her hair, while his other hand lay on her waist. She smiled and looked at him.

"Hi," She said.

"Good morning my love." He said, kissing her.

"You seem happy"

"I am, I'm always happy when I'm with you love." Elena put her hand on his neck.

"I don't want to be away from you all day." She said.

"Me neither, but we were chosen as best man and maid of honor. But" He said, changing positions and staying on top of her. "It will be an honor to walk with you down the aisle, love," He said, kissing her neck. Elena threw her head back, giving him more space. She knew what he wanted to do but was too afraid to do it because of the red door.

"Elijah," She said, holding his head between her hands, forcing him to look at her. "It's okay, I know you're afraid. We destroyed it, we destroyed the red door. I trust you. Bite me, my love, you want to and we both need it."

Letting her see his face getting transformed, he leaned down and bit her neck, drinking from her essence of life, feeling her heart beat fast against her chest. Elena let her fangs come down and bit his shoulder, his body immediately reacting to her touch. Elena clutched to his back, trapping his body. He held his arms around her, doing the same.

Elijah knew Elena was the one for him, but now he knew: she was his mate.

It wasn't easy for a vampire to find their mate, but once they did, they would never and could never be apart. It was only that person for them and no one else. Elijah and Elena felt a surge of energy coming through them. It felt like shock waves, a blissful feeling. They were truly mates. When they stopped drinking, with him kissing her neck, he said:

"Did you feel that, my love?"

"Yes, I did."

"Do you know what it means?" He asked, caressing her face. Elena shook her head. "It means we're mates, my love." Elena smiled and held him close.

"I love you, Elijah."

"I love you too, my lovely Elena."

Later that day, with the mansion decorated with daisies and the finest decoration money could buy, Caroline was getting ready with Elena and Sheriff Forbes, while Klaus, with his three-piece suit, all in white with a daisy attached to his clothes, was receiving the guests with his brother until he realized something was off.

"Niklaus, what's wrong?" Asked Elijah.

"I'll be right back, brother." He replied.

"Please, don't get your suit dirty, Caroline would hate it."

"I won't," Klaus said, smiling, going to the woods behind the mansion. Walking a bit further into it, he said:

"You've got a lot of nerve coming here, on my wedding day"

"You don't deserve her." Said Tyler Lockwood, showing up behind him. Klaus turned around.

"The only reason I let you live it's because I made a promise to Caroline, and the reason I won't hurt you right now it's because I don't want to get dirty for my wedding."

"No, I think you're just afraid. You know your father is coming."

"And how would you know that?"

"It's amazing how much your own mother hates you. She made sure to tell me everything." Klaus ran to him and said in a threatening tone:

"I think you should leave, or I'll remove your heart from your chest and eat it at my wedding."

"You wouldn't kill me, you might hate me but Caroline and Elena are my friends."

"Lucky for my brother, I am not" Said Kol, suddenly showing up. He lifted his arm and Tyler was lifted off the ground, burning because of the sun. "Tell our mother to back off or she'll be the one to die next." Dropping Tyler on the ground, Kol finished. "Now leave before Elijah comes here and rips your heart out"

Kol and Klaus were returning to the mansion, with Tyler still on the ground, when the former werewolf said:

"She'll come for your daughter, she'll come for her and there's nothing you can do to stop her."

Klaus ran to him and said:

"If my mother comes anywhere near my child, that will be the last day of her life, and I'll find a way to curse her spirit."

Finally leaving Tyler, both of the brothers return to the mansion.

"Not a speck of dirt on your suit, Niklaus. I'm sure Caroline will be pleased." Said Elijah.

"You sent Kol after me, didn't you?" Asked Klaus, seeing Kol going after Davina.

"I didn't put past you to not resort to violence brother."

"Tyler Lockwood said mother is after Hope, Elijah." Said Klaus, looking at Hope, who was stealing all the attention of the guests to herself being held by Hayley with Rebekah near them.

"We'll take care of that when it comes to it, brother. Today is your wedding day. Don't let mother ruin it for you."

The guests started to take their place, while a song Caroline had specially picked for this occasion began to play. Bonnie took her place, and Elijah waited for Elena at the end of the aisle. When the brunette showed up, wearing a pink satin gown, with a crown of flowers, along with a bouquet of daisies, the original vampire almost cried. It was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. He smiled and held her arm in his. Both of them walked the aisle that was covered in white rose petals. Elena went to her side of the aisle, and everyone stood up for Caroline's entrance.

Walking with her, wearing a pale pink suit was Sheriff Forbes, who had a daisy on her suit as well. Caroline, who had kept her wedding dress a secret from Klaus, was wearing a white version of the blue dress he had given her for the Mikaelson ball, holding a bouquet of daisies. Her veil was held by a flower crown, her hair loose, like it was when they met. The only jewelry she was wearing was the ring he had given her, besides her daylight ring. Klaus started to cry tears of emotion. She was the most beautiful and gorgeous woman he had ever seen. Tears also started to fall from Caroline's eyes.

When they reached Klaus, Caroline hugged her mom, who kissed her face. Sheriff Forbes was also crying. Liz stood beside Elena, who grabbed Caroline's bouquet. Bonnie started speaking.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to witness the union of Niklaus Mikaelson and Caroline Forbes. But this ceremony is going to be a bit different. The Mikaelsons are a family of tradition, Norse tradition. And to begin, we'll do the exchange of protection. It means they'll both protect each other to the end." Elijah handed Klaus one of the daggers and Caroline, surprisingly after her mother agreed, was handed her mother's batch by Elena. Klaus gave her the dagger, and Caroline gave him her mother's batch, which was handed to Elijah and Elena respectively. "Now to the handfasting" Caroline and Klaus held hands and Bonnie looked at it. Suddenly a gold chain bound both of their hands, starting at their wrists and ending at their fingers. "You may say your vows," Klaus started.

"Caroline, when I met you I knew you were the one for me. I knew you were my queen. I already loved you. I couldn't explain why this small-town woman had my heart wrapped around her hands, but she did, and I'm glad she did. You love me in spite and despite all I've done, you've brought my heart back to life and I promise you I will always love you, cherish you, and protect you, no matter what even if I have to give my life." He finished kissing her forehead.

"Klaus…" Caroline began, the emotions flooding her."I always knew you were not the villain of my story, even if everyone was saying you were the worst guy I could go for." Everyone laughed. "I was thinking of when I fell in love with you and it was here, in this mansion. When you held me in your arms I was acting coldly but I knew. I had fallen hard and there was nothing I could do about it. I love you Niklaus Mikaelson, perhaps more than you love me. And I promise to always love you, no matter what." Klaus had to fight against everything to not kiss her.

"The rings" Said Bonnie. Both Elijah and Elena gave Klaus and Caroline their rings. Klaus looked at Caroline's eyes, holding her hand, saying.

"I, Niklaus Mikaelson, take you, Caroline Forbes, to be my lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. By the strength of Thor's hammer, I vow to protect and cherish you. By the light of the sun and the power of the gods, I pledge to love and honor you always. There shall be one end for us both; one bond after our vows; nor shall our first love aimlessly perish. Happy am I to have won the joy of such a consort; I shall not go down basely in loneliness to the gods of Tartarus. With this ring, I thee wed. I give you my heart and soul and promise to love and cherish you always. I promise to be your faithful husband, to stand by your side through thick and thin, and to love and support you for all eternity." And he slid the ring on her finger.

Holding his hand now, Caroline said:

"I, Caroline Forbes, take you, Niklaus Mikaelson, to be my lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. By the strength of Thor's hammer, I vow to protect and cherish you. By the light of the sun and the power of the gods, I pledge to love and honor you always. There shall be one end for us both; one bond after our vows; nor shall our first love aimlessly perish. Happy am I to have won the joy of such a consort; I shall not go down basely in loneliness to the gods of Tartarus. With this ring, I thee wed. I give you my heart and soul and promise to love and cherish you always. I promise to be your faithful wife, to stand by your side through thick and thin, and to love and support you for all eternity."She slid the ring on his finger.

"I declare you husband and wife." Said Bonnie. "You may kiss your wife!" Klaus and Caroline smiled.

He slowly takes her hand in his, gazing into her sparkling blue eyes, he can see the love and adoration she has for him reflected in her eyes, and his heart swells with warmth and happiness.

Without warning, Klaus leans in and places a soft kiss on Caroline's lips. The guests gasp in surprise, but Klaus and Caroline are lost in their own world, their kiss deepening with each passing moment. They are no longer aware of the world around them, all they can feel is the intense love and passion they have for each other.

Finally, they break their kiss, both breathless and glowing with happiness. Klaus holds Caroline close to him, their bodies fitting perfectly together as if they were made for each other. They share a knowing smile, and a silent promise of a lifetime of love and happiness together.

As they make their way through the aisle hand in hand, the guests cheer and applaud.

Later that evening, after all the pictures and speeches, Elena decides to take a break in the mansion's backyard, which was also decorated with lights and daisies.

"There you are." Said Elijah, finding her and holding her.

"It was a beautiful ceremony." Said Elena, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"It was, but I beg that my girlfriend was so much more beautiful." He said, smiling. "Would you want that someday?"

"Getting married? Absolutely. What about you?"

"Only if it's with you," He said. Elena looked up. Elijah smiled and kneeled down in front of her. "I have spent eternity alone Elena, I thought I knew what love was until you came into my life. Nothing compares to it. You brought this dead man's heart back to life. I…I went to your parent's grave and asked them permission for your hand in marriage. There's nobody else I would love to spend eternity with. Elena Gilbert, would you give me the outstanding honor of being my wife?" Elijah revealed a ring in a velvet box. Glistening in the soft light of the setting sun, was a stunning diamond and pearl ring. The diamond sparkled like a thousand stars and the pearls added a touch of elegance and timeless beauty. Elena started to cry again and kneel down.

"Yes! Yes! Yes of course I'll be your wife!"Elijah smiled and slid the ring on her finger. Elijah smiled and held her face.

As their lips met in a passionate kiss, Elena felt a rush of emotions wash over her. The warmth of Elijah's touch, the taste of his lips, the love and adoration in his eyes - it was all too much for her to handle. She couldn't believe that this man, who she had dreamed of spending the rest of her life with, was now her fiancé. It seemed like just yesterday they were walking in the Lockwood garden and now, here they were, engaged and madly in love.

Elijah pulled back from the kiss, his hand still gently caressing her cheek.

"I cannot wait to spend the rest of my life with you, my love," Elijah said, his voice filled with a mixture of excitement and tenderness.

Tears of joy welled up in Elena's eyes as she looked at the man in front of her. She reached up to cup his face in her hands and whispered

"I love you, Elijah."

"I love you, my lovely Elena"

And amid chaos, the Mikaelsons had a day of peace. At least for now.

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