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the-dawn-star · 8 months

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Hi, can you please write a headcanon where the entire Mikaelson family are romantically obsessed with the reader? Thanks a lot.

A/N: Hello! This was somehow more difficult to write than intended and I'm not completely happy with it but I hope you like it! -S

+ 300ihs words.

TW: possessive behavior, manipulation, disallowing freedom of movement, yandere stuff aka non good stuff.

Who would have guessed that walking to a bar after a bad break up and having a few drinks would leave the whole Original family obsessed with you by the end of the night.

First you met Elijah and Freya who were lovely and after hearing that you had no place to go for the night, they invited you to sleep at their place.

After getting to their place and quick introductions with the other siblings you went to bed to sleep the alcohol and sadness away. But the siblings did everything except that. They had a quick conversation about how lovely you were and then they took a little trip to your ex’s house.

Soon after meeting them, you moved in with the family, it wasn’t your idea, but Rebekah made a fairly compelling case on the matter.

Even though you got your own room, you rarely used it, most of the time you would fall asleep next to one of the siblings and you would be carried to their bed.

Especially Rebekah and Kol manipulate you so that you stop dating and they will make remarks of how good you look and how you should wear a bit more revealing clothing than you normally would.

Freya and Finn would also team-up. They would tell you stories of their life to get your sympathy and Freya would perform a spell or two that you wouldn’t be able to leave the house.

After Klaus gets over his usual paranoia (think that you are out to kill him) he makes some sort of alliance with Elijah, although Elijah is the most sensible out of all of them. But both of them understand that showing the family in a better light to you means progress, and that’s all that matters.

Overall, all of the siblings understand the common goal (you) and will work towards it no matter what.

When they end up getting your attention in such a way, they will become ten times more possessive and after that there is no way of backing out.

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hyperactivewhore · 3 months

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hi I love your blog we have very much the same opinions in everything except klamille is my favourite klaus ship and klaurora is second

I have been trying to enjoying klaus fics or any tvdu fics on wattpad but every thing I have read so far doenst show the characters accurately which is very annoying

I was hoping and want to request if you could give me some recommendations on fics on wattpad that are good. (Mainly klaus but any love interest would be good)

could you please give a short summary/review so far of any recommendation you give so I don’t waste time starting one only to not like ir

sorry if I am sounding rude English is not my first language but I can read it fully thank I you very much

Don't worry, you're not sounding rude at all, if anything you actually sound really sweet. I'm glad we share some opinions and I'm really honored you came to me for some suggestions.

I haven't read long fanfictions in a while outside works in ao3, I left Wattpad a few time ago but I'll still try my best, tho I'm not very good at giving summaries. Fair warning these are mainly fanfics I've read in Archive of Our Own, not Wattpad, but I hope it's not a problem. If it annoys you, send me an ask and I'll give you some Wattpad recommendations!

Patisserie (ao3, poly Mikaelson siblings x original female character, no incest) by @wickedlyemma:

Stats: (published: 2020-12-29), (completed: 2023-03-12), (words: 154,943), (chapters: 45/45), (comments: 4,385), (kudos: 8,469), (bookmarks: 1,799), (hits: 279,967)

Tags: Polyamory, Sugar Daddy, Self-Indulgent, Explicit Sexual Content, No Incest, Slow Burn, Not Canon Compliant

Summary:

I think we've all read those kind of tvdu fanfics where the main character is a teenager, usually related to the Gilbert or the Forbes, still in high school and who suddenly stops trying to make a life for herself just because she gets dragged into the supernatural world. Well, Patisserie is the opposite of that. For once, the main character isn't a teen but an adult around her twenties, who works at a bakery and is completely unaware of the supernatural world until Klaus decides to change that.

The slow burn is is truly worthy of a chef's kiss, the way the author describes and writes the Mikaelson is just so on point it hurts. Their family dynamic is so entertaining to watch, but it's as fucked up as it is in the show, which it's something not many authors can accomplish. The way they behave around the main character, a simple human, it's so amusing because they truly know nothing despite their age and she's just so easy to relate to, because for once the oc is not ridiculously overpowered.

The way we perceive the Mikaelson and the vampire world from a human pov is truly interesting, how she copes with all of it and eventually learns to love all of them individually while being aware of the danger is so well done. Kol and her, as well as her relationship with Klaus, are particularly interesting to read, especially considering how they all behaved around her at the beginning and especially because both of them are the most dangerous members of their family. They are all selfish creatures, and I love how it shows the more their relationships with her develop.

Apotheosis (ao3, Klaus x original female character) by atriums;

Stats: (published: 2022-01-01), (completed: 2022-12-13), (words: 158,264), (chapters: 31/31), (comments: 606), (kudos: 1,817), (bookmarks: 491), (hits: 69,472)

Tags: POV Alternating, Minor Original Character(s), Minor Character Death, Canonical Character Death, Implied/Referenced Abuse, Implied/Referenced Sex, Sexual Content, Devoted Reader, Author Rejects Canon and Substitutes It with Their Own, Cannibalistic Werewolf Cults, Nobody Is Good But Also Nobody Is Evil, These Characters are Flawed and Problematic (Probably), This Fic is Not a Bastion for Healthy Characters and Relationships, Reader/OC Especially, Reader/OC can be any ethnicity

Summary;

You know those fanfics who fix (almost) everything problematic in canon? Apotheosis does exactly that. In this story, Klaus isn't a complete irredeemable character for once, but he also isn't half as bad as his canon version, and due to the oc being a werewolf, this fanfic does expand on his werewolf side a little more than The Vampire Diaries or The Originals ever did. His family and him actually have a healthy bond, and Finn gets the recognition he deserves for once.

The story is set in season three of TVD, exactly when Klaus and Stefan are trying to make hybrids for his pack, and in a ironic plot twist, Klaus decides to take you with him when you're still a werewolf after you say you're not worthy to be a hybrid, at least not yet.

Her devotion to him is completely endearing and I absolutely love how Klaus actually cares for his pack, especially because they're all canonical characters who were killed way too quickly. Her relationships with the members of their pack are so well written, and this fanfic it's the perfect mix of humour and seriousness. It has a ongoing sequel, which I just adore. I warn you though, all the characters have several differences from their canon versions.

Twisted Obsession (fanfiction.net, Klaus x original female character) by rocket-queen98;

Stats: Originals, M, English, Romance & Angst, chapters: 16, words: 59k+, favs: 1k+, follows: 1k+, updated: May 6, 2023 published: Aug 13, 2016, [Klaus M., OC] Elijah M., Hope M.

Summary;

Lola is one of the most adorable mc I've read. She is human and around nineteen, if I remember correctly, and just a sweet girl and adorable. She's introduced into the supernatural world thanks to baby Hope, who is just the cutest, due to her needing a mother figure now that Hayley wasn't present in her life thanks to the curse placed on her.

Her relationship with Hope is my favorite part of the whole fanfic. She doesn't suddenly turn into her mother, she doesn't intend to either, but rather becomes her best friend and Klaus and her develop a bond thanks to this. The way father and daughter interact is so heartwarming too, the subtle hints of them being werewolves, and seeing a main character having a good relationship with her father for once is a good turn, especially in tvd fanfics.

It's clear Klaus and Lola have something going on, even if they won't admit out loud, but for some reason the people around them give the impression they don't actually want them to date. There is implications something more fucked up than usual is going on with Klaus and his relationships, and I'm pretty sure him and Cami were a thing in this fic too. Surprisingly, Hayley and Cami aren't turned into absolute bitches, but there is Jackson bashing though.

The Girl in the Forest (fanfiction.net, Klaus x original female character) by noblecrescent;

Stats: Originals, T, English, Mystery & Romance, chapters: 30, words: 311k+, favs: 232, follows: 176, updated: Feb 19, 2017 published: Jan 23, 2016, [Klaus M., OC] [Elijah M., Camille O'Connell]

Summary;

This fanfic is a tetralogy of books set in The Originals, I read those fanfics a while ago so forgive me for any mistake. Maleny is a witch who was cursed, if I remember correctly, and was constantly body-jumping every short time.

In one of her lives, she met Klaus and they fell in love, but she died, if I'm not wrong, and they end up meeting again in New Orleans time later where he has a child on the way and a kingdom to conquer.

I can't remember a lot more without giving you spoilers, but it's worth checking it out!

Now, I'll give no more summaries because I honestly don't remember a lot of the next fanfics, but it's your choice if you want to read them;

A Veil Between Love and Hate (fanfiction.net, Klaus x original female character) by MandalorianHybrid;

Stats: Originals, T, English, chapters: 57, words: 200k+, favs: 609, follows: 359, updated: Sep 15, 2019 published: Jan 30, 2014, [Klaus M., OC]

Summary; Another five books set in The Vampire Diaries, with a story that eventually moves to The Originals.

Allure (wattpad, Klaus x oc x Stefan) by @viavolterra;

Stats: 575k Readings, 20,5k Votes, 34 Chapters

Summary;

I just could not not recommend this fanfic. Mia comes to Mystic Falls to seek revenge after Damon kills her best friend Lexi, but she of course gets dragged by the problems in that little town.

The thing I like the most about Via's story is how there is no cliché: no bashing towards Tyler or Elena, Mia actually befriends them, Bonnie gets the recognition and love she deserves, Klaus doesn't suddenly turn into a different person just because he loves the oc, he continues to be a piece of shit, and how sweet and empathetic she is, not like those reused badass mc who are just rude.

I would recommend some more, but it's kinda hard to find fanfics with a good Klaus depiction. I'm pretty sure I left out a lot of amazing fanfics, though.

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moremaybank · 1 year

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RIP OUT MY HEART TO GIVE YOU LIFE !

chlo. 20s. she/her. bi. taurus. brooke davis' wife. jj maybank's princess. slut for men riddled with daddy issues. my loves. emotionally attached to my spotify. 18+ only.

𓂃 ࣪ ˖ 𐦍 | out now: in between — jj maybank

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ladymarvel27 · 1 year

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Rebekah: Truth or Dare? Y/N: Dare. Rebekah: I dare you to kiss the most attractive person in the room. Y/N: Okay. Niklaus? Niklaus: *blushes* Yes? Y/N: Can you get out of way? I am trying to reach Freya.

#freya mikaelson #freya mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson x y/n #the originals #the originals x reader #mikaelsons x reader #the mikaelsons #niklaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson the originals #rebekah mikaelson #the originals incorrect quotes #the vampire diaries universe #tvdu #the vampire diaries incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #niklaus mikaelson the originals #the vampire diaries

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pandorascripts · 1 year

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masterlist (updated)

key: 💕- fluff, 🖤- dark themes, 🥀, angst.

Wednesday

Wednesday Addams

Sweaty Kisses (💕)

unknowingly yours (🥀,🖤)

Murderous Love (🥀,🖤) ON HOLD

My Heart Is Yours (💕,🖤)

Hot Rage and Cold Tears (🥀,💕)

.241 (🥀)

Ruins (🖤)

fugly slut (💕)

Carrie Moment (💕)

I’ve Missed You (💕,🥀)

Secret Love Notes (💕)

Enid Sinclair

Kara Danvers (2018-22)

Lena Luthor (2018-22)

Alex Danvers (2018-22)

Red Daughter (2018-22)

Pamela Isly

Absent (💕,🥀)

Harley Quinn

Scars(💕,🥀)

maddening love(🥀,🖤)

TVDU

Hope Mikaelson

Rebekah Mikaelson

Freya Mikaelson

MARVEL

Natasha Romanoff

Maria Hill

Yelena Belova

Wanda Maximoff

MISCELLANEOUS

Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)

Tahani Al Jamil (The Good Place)

Emily Prentiss (Criminal Minds)

Hermione Granger (Harry Potter)

Cruella De Vil (Cruella)

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bonniebird · 8 months

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Freya Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

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Request: Anonymous asked: Imagine the Mikaelson brothers fighting over who gets to date you, only to find out you were already dating their sister Freya after seeing her kiss you.

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“Enough! Enough of this!” Rebekah shouted as she got in between the brothers. She glared at Elijah who stepped back, fixing his suit as he regained his composure. It took Klaus a moment longer to come down and back away. Kol merely looked at her wearily.

“This has gotten out of hand.” Elijah admitted. Rebekah sighed and let out a ridiculing laugh.

“You’re not kidding. The three of you had wreaked enough havoc.” Marcel snapped as he approached all of them. They turned to look at Marcel who shook his head.

“We don’t need your input.” Klaus snapped at Marcel who let out a mocking laugh similar to Rebekah’s.

“Not one of you has even asked (Y/N) who she is interested in. None of you have even asked if she’s single.” Marcel vanished off to where he knew that you were hiding out. After realising that your polite rejections had not gotten through, you retreated and Marcel had helped you when your attempts to hide out on your own failed. There you confessed your feelings for a Mikaelson. Just not the one anyone expected.

Freya was at home when her family returned. Marcel had called and asked her to meet him so she met them in the hall. She knew what it was about. You might have taken your time to get to your feelings but she hadn’t. She was going to tell them where she was going until another argument ensued and she decided that it would be better to slip away quietly.

“(Y/N).” Freya said as she let herself into the safe house Marcel had made for you. Your face lit up as you saw her.

“Freya!” Your glowing expression fell when you remembered what had been going on. “Is everything terrible?”

“Not at all. They seemed to have calmed down.” She answered quickly. You smiled at that and shyly invited her out to the courtyard.

“If that’s the case then maybe you would like to join me for dinner?” You asked her. She followed you to a small table with a delicate-looking high tea. The two of you spent the afternoon lazily snacking and chatting, getting to know each other. The embers of attraction the two of you had felt for each other quickly consumed you both.

“(Y/N)?” Rebekah called later that evening. She reluctantly led the way into the building and spotted you out in the courtyard. There was a commotion as her brothers attempted to apologise however they all stopped when they spotted you saying goodbye to Freya, exchanging an intimate kiss.

Freya smiled as she left you and assured her she would get everyone to leave. She smiled smugly as she passed through the crowd of her siblings. “Perhaps you should have just asked which of you (Y/N) was interested in.” Freya muttered smugly. Rebekah smiled and hurried after her while everyone else was in shock for just a moment before they all respectfully followed after Freya.

Freya tags:

@gillybear17 @ravennoore14 @the-caravello-post @killing-gremlin @aegonandaemondtargaryenslut18 @lchufflepuffcorn @geekyandgay98 @savagemickey03 @evattude @kaitieskidmore1 @emsmultiverse

#freya mikaelson #freya mikaelson x reader #bonniebird

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railingsofsorrow · 6 months

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╚═══════ the originals masterlist ═══════╝

+ KEY: angst - A ; fluff - F ; trigger warning - TW! ; allusions to s3x - ¢ ; happy ending - ♡ ; not happy ending - ☂, not posted yet -✍ ; requested -♟]

( fyi: "old!" means it's an old work and my writing has improved since then. )

☆ ○ o。 ☆ 。 ○

‣ KOL MIKAELSON

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we’re making flowers fly | reader shows hope how to make a little spell F, ♡ (old!)

jealous | kol mikaelson gets jealous when and old friend of reader seems too excited to see her. F, ♡ (old!)

apocalypse | reader finally understands what the three little words mean between them, and says it back. F, A, ♡ (old!)

✍ I know you're in love with me | based on this prompt list; kol is fed up with your antics... or is him? F, A, ♡

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rules of gambling | assassin!reader is hired for a mission and kol mikaelson is the target. A, ♡, ♟

⟿ blueberries & ballrooms | sequel of rules of gambling. A, F, ♡, ♟

diving in | reader loses a lot in a short time, but an old friend tries to tell her that not everything is how it seems. A, ♡, ♟ (old!)

disruption of balance | kol mikaelson attempts to bring his lover back. A,TW!,♡, ♟ (old!)

firestorm parallels | reader helps kol learns self-control, but feelings weren’t on the table of this agreement. F, A, ♡, ♟

lucky one | reader gets cold feet and she decides to visit some old friends. A,F, ♡

paper rings | post-wedding bliss. F, ♡ ﹃ part of the t.s anthology (old!)

✍ love looks good on you ( even though I'm not the cause of it ) | it's the happiest day of your life: your wedding day! until he walks into the room minutes before you walk down the aisle. "how do you explain telling me you love me as I'm about to say yes to someone for the rest of my life?"﹃ based on this prompt list A, ☂

✍ the way I loved you | stefan salvatore is kind and sensible and you couldn't ask for anything better. but beneath the “you look beautiful tonight” you miss the screaming and fighting and the way his name slipped out of your lips at 2a.m. you liked assurance and perfection but you missed insanity. more than anything, you missed the way you loved him. you missed kol mikaelson. A, TW, ☂ ﹃ part of the “taylor swift anthology”

⟿ ✍ the way I loved you [alternate ending] A, TW, ♡

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✍ till death do us apart | A, F,

SERIES

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✍ AGE OF THE DAMNED: Finding out things about yourself can be exciting and challenging. You're never ready for what life plans ahead for you. to Faye Harlow, that was clear the moment she turned seventeen; her world drowned her in uncertainty and nothing became more dangerous than unraveling her own secrets. “I'm staying whether you want me to or not.” “Do you have a death wish?” “You only realize that now?” A, F, TW!

‣ KLAUS MIKAELSON

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loving you is all I know | you need silence and him but he doesn’t seem to understand that. A, F, TW!, ♡

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‣ HAYLEY MARSHALL

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‣ REBEKAH MIKAELSON

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unusual | reader and rebekah are together and rebekah wants to tell everyone but reader is still unsure. F, A, ♡, ♟ (old!)

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‣ FREYA MIKAELSON

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‣ HOPE MIKAELSON

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‣ THE MIKAELSONS (ALL PLATONIC)

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time heals | reader’s family is attacked, but she’s left alive to get through the aftermath. A, F, ♡

always & forever | you and hope have a quarrel. there's spilled blood and a few apologies. A, ♟, ♡

the taste of your own tongue | reader storms out and ends up getting hurt, now it's up for her sisters to find her. A, ♟, ♡ (old!)

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#the originals masterlist #rebekah mikaelson × reader #kol mikaelson x reader #klaus mikealson x reader #hope mikaelson x reader #hayley marshall x reader #freya mikaelson x reader

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volturissideslut · 5 months

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖘 & 𝖈𝖔.

ᵏˡᵃᵘˢ;ᵉˡⁱʲᵃʰ;ᵏᵒˡ;ʳᵉᵇᵉᵏᵃʰ;ᶠʳᵉʸᵃ;ᵐᵃʳᶜᵉˡ

ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃⁿ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ? ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᵃ ʳᵉᵠᵘᵉˢᵗ!! :)

𝔎𝔩𝔞𝔲𝔰

𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚎𝚝...

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perseephoneee · 4 months

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Can I order hot coco with Freya Mikaelson for ficmas 2023? -shy anon

hot cocoa time (freya mikaelson x f!reader) {ficmas 2023}

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 11 of ficmas!

warnings: my music taste

a/n: i made my friend a character in this story so i hope they enjoy that. also if you haven't listened to jagged little pill what is wrong with you?? go and do that.

↳ masterlist ↳ ship exchange ↳ taglist ↳ ficmas 2023

Growing up in New Orleans was a vivacious experience. Unluckily, in most other cities in the United States, you had first-hand exposure to the history of jazz, voodoo magic, and other French inspirations that didn’t exist elsewhere. Things went bump in the night, and the next day, most people didn’t remember it. In one of the less crowded areas of New Orleans, though, was a small cafe, slash bookstore, and slash record store. The owner, Louis, couldn’t decide what to open, so he did it all. You could go in, get a latte, and then parooze the various vinyls and books for sale before settling down with your new entertainment. Sometimes, even local bands would play, or authors would have Q&As for their new releases. You worked at Louis’ (aptly titled) for about a year. You loved listening to the music, getting to know the regulars, and getting an employee discount on the books you loved. People also enjoyed the various specials each season, most of them named and/or paired with books or vinyl. It was just more fun that way.

One day, as you were wiping down the counters distractedly, you were startled from your stupor by a ring of the bell on the counter. Looking up, you noticed a gorgeous blond woman in front of you. Tall, with blond waves and blue eyes the color of a raging sea. She was willowy, but when she smiled at you, it felt like you were given a gift. You realized that she asked a question.

“Sorry, long day– can you repeat that?” you asked, throwing your rag to the side.

“What is your hot cocoa special like?” she asked, a slight rasp to her tone. You looked at the sign she was glancing at, advertising the Narnia special with a copy of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by C.S. Lewis.

“It’s a traditional hot chocolate topped off with caramel and hazelnut sprinkles, kind of like some iterations of Turkish Delight,” you answer. You stuttered a bit; you were never that good at talking to attractive people.

“Like the White Witch?” she smiles. You nod, and she goes to pull out her wallet. “I’d love to get a 12oz of that then.”

“What’s a good name for the order?” you smile as you find a stray Sharpie around. Truthfully, you didn’t take names at Louis’, but you just wanted to know hers.

“Freya.” She helped you spell it out, and you wondered the origin of the name. You got right to her order, glancing up now and then to see her looking at the shelves of books or the bargain bin in the record portion of the store.

She came in every day for the next two weeks. Your co-workers knew you harbored a slight crush on her, and every time she was in, they would excitedly text you, even if it were your day off. You would find ways to return to the cafe, citing forgetting something or needing to pick up a paycheck. You would strike up a conversation with her when you could. You discussed your favorite music, books, everything. She told you she’d been away for a while and was still getting used to being home with her family. On one eventful day, you showed her one of your favorite records ever (“Jagged Little Pill is a tribute to female angst, and necessary for all women to listen to,” you told her, shoving the record in her hand.) She came back the next day to say to you that she listened to all of it, switching back and forth between wanting to cry and wanting to throw furniture around her room. Every time she came in, she ordered the same hot cocoa. One time, she came in with a very handsome man in a well-pressed suit and an aura of sophistication. Your heart sank, but you relaxed when she introduced him as her brother. Freya still ordered her usual hot cocoa, but you convinced her brother (Elijah, you learn his name is) to try a London Fog if he hasn’t already. Freya tells you later that he enjoyed the tea latte and subtly went to the store the next day to get Earl Grey tea to make his own.

“Just ask her out,” Nimm, your good friend and co-worker, chastises you one day after the morning rush. You make sure to glare at them, returning to cleaning the espresso machine. “You like her.”

“She would not go out with someone like me,” you mumble. Nimm sighs, and you can tell they’re getting ready to lecture you on the merits of self-esteem.

“You are a wonderful person, Y/N. Don’t sell yourself short,” Nimm grabs the cleaning rag from you so that you’ll pay attention. “The worst that can happen is she says no. Not life or death. You’ll survive.”

You don’t have the chance to argue more with Nimm as Freya walks in at that second. Nimm vacates immediately, leaving you alone with Freya.

“The usual?” you ask, wringing your hands nervously under the counter.

“You read my mind,” Freya chuckles, already getting out her wallet. You can feel Nimm’s stare from the back, and you turn to see them motioning for you to get on with it. You send them an unsavory gesture before Freya can notice. Freya starts to ask a question.

“How are–”

“Do you want to get coffee sometime?” you rush, your eyes widening as you register Freya’s surprised expression. It quickly morphs into a smile, though, and you wonder if it’s possible for someone as young as you to have a heart attack.

“I was waiting for you to ask,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and you thought you might explode in happiness. You heard vague cheering from the backroom and saw both Nimm and Louis celebrating. You gestured for Freya to wait a second as you stormed into the back and tried to beat up both of them. After many crashes, some screaming, and a few expletives, a couple of minutes later, you returned to Freya, who was trying her hardest not to die of laughter.

“Let me make your drink,” you sigh, scribbling on her cup before finishing the hot cocoa. Freya smiles as she notices that you put your number on the cup. “Meet me here tomorrow? I get off at 2 pm this time.”

“Sounds like a date,” Freya grins, walking out the door. You’re joined a second later by Nimm throwing an arm around you.

“See, that wasn’t so hard!” Nimm exclaims.

“When I murder you, I’ll make sure to make it look like an accident.”

Freya met you outside your work the next day, and despite not being dressed much differently than usual, she still took your breath away. She was like an ice princess, not because she was cold, but because she was effervescent. You walked arm in arm to a place that reminded you of her only after a couple of days of Freya coming to Louis’s. It was called Sucre Rêve, a chocolatier from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. You had made a reservation for the upstairs, where they served some of the best gourmet hot chocolate you’d ever had. Freya’s eyes were wide as saucers as she took in all the bright colors of the store, the cotton ball clouds suspended from the ceiling, and the various glittery decorations that made the place like a dreamland. You both ordered their classic coco covered in sprinkles and spent the whole experience laughing over whipped cream staches and talking about your various lives. You learned Freya was the oldest of six siblings, but two of them sadly passed away. They all lived together in the French Quarter, even though sometimes they didn’t get along. You didn’t press her for what happened to her other siblings or the family dynamic; you just appreciated her opening up. In return, you talked about your home life and shared more music recommendations for her. She had since become a vast Alanis Morisette fan, and you couldn’t blame her. You recommended Tori Amos to continue her journey into becoming a 90s rock girl.

You left the chocolatier feeling as light as a feather. The sky was dimming with the hints of a sunset, the winter months making everything go dark early. You just walked with Freya through the last remnants of the sun, enjoying the cotton candy clouds.

“Thank you for going out with me,” you said, breaking the silence.

“I would do it again,” she breathed softly. You stopped before Louis, hands in your jacket pockets as you searched for what to say. “Can I call you?”

“Always,” you answer, much quicker than what is considered excellent. Freya steps towards you, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. Your breath catches in your throat as she kisses your cheek, her lips cold from the weather. “You missed,” you mutter, watching Freya’s eyebrows draw together in confusion. You lean forward, kissing her on her lips, enjoying the little gasp she lets out as you press further into her. You kiss her once on her cheek before pulling away. “Like I said, you missed.”

She grins, pulling you in for another kiss as the sun continues descending behind you, painting you both in a warm glow. And to think you finally found your perfect person over a cup of hot cocoa.

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amournoir · 1 year

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𝐬𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 — 𝟑

Pairing(s): Elijah x Reader plus the other Mikaelsons

Count: 11.3k (oops)

Warning(s): slight smut.

A/N: hello!! this is my birthday present to you (so so sorry it took this long). here is part 3 and it’s the final one, parts 1 & 2 will be linked below, please go read them if you haven’t yet. thanks a lot for all the previous feedback, please don’t forget to comment and reblog :)

Part(s): one ┆ two ┆three (currently reading)

It had been a little over a year since Y/N had ended her engagement to Elijah and left the Mikaelsons. She hadn’t left them all though, once Kol had heard about it, he quickly reached out to check on her. It was only meant to be a one time thing but it turned into weekly phone calls.

He and Davina, a girl Y/N had mentored when Marcel introduced them, were living somewhere in the countryside of France. Kol had always been the black sheep of his family so they didn’t bat an eye when he decided to leave.

From time to time, Davina would check in on Y/N as well but used her need for magic practice as an excuse. Y/N didn’t mind it, she enjoyed teaching the girl. She was like the little sister she never had. The three of them ended up being a sort of family.

Y/N decided to stay in France, not too far away from where Kol and Davina lived. She got a job at an elementary school, as a first and second grade teacher. When she wasn’t teaching Davina spells and how to control her power, she was either at the school teaching or at her home drinking her wine whilst looking over the paperwork. She thought she would’ve gotten tired or bored of it but no, a year into this and she loved it still.

Kol had proposed to Davina but before he told his family, Y/N was the first to know. He had actually asked her to help him pick out a ring and plan the perfect proposal. He had her swear never to tell Rebekah. Lord only knows the hell she would unleash on Kol if she found out he didn’t seek her help.

Weeks later, he was packing to go home for the holidays and introduce his new wife to be. Y/N wished him luck and though she didn’t verbally say it, he knew she’d want him to check on him for her.

The day came for them to leave so she escorted them to the airport, made sure they were checked in, and left. Davina told her she’d text once they landed.

No other Mikaelson had kept in contact with Y/N after the engagement. They each were afraid of how Elijah would react.

The day Y/N left, he suffered a heart attack and was in a comatose-like state for days. Something that had never happened to him in thousands of years. The man never got boo-boos so how he had a heart attack was beyond anyone.

Either way, they all vowed not to speak her name or talk to her. Well everyone except Kol.

This was painful for Niklaus. Even though Y/N was in love with his older brother, he still held a candle for her…he always would.

That day was gut wrenching, heart wrenching, all sorts of wrenching for him. It actually disgusted him how human he felt but once he remembered it was she that made him feel that way, he welcomed it each and every time.

Kol and Davina had landed back in New Orleans. Just as promised, she texted Y/N to let her know of their arrival. Kol decided he’d rather just surprise his family instead of giving a heads up.

Y/N smiled as she read Davina’s message. She wished her a safe stay and she would see them in a few weeks when they returned. Y/N then went back to grading her students’ work.

She really did enjoy being a teacher. Her degree sat somewhere in a drawer collecting dust because she had no use for it. She had gone for her bachelor’s and master’s in medicine, minoring in psychology but that didn’t interest her anymore.

Working with 6-8 year olds was her life. Their imagination never ceased to amaze her. There was a certain light that children have, something adults lack entirely.

Maybe that was what drew her or maybe she just enjoyed being bossy as Niklaus would often call her.

Her phone beeped to alert her to a message. Checking her phone, her lips curled upwards into a small smile. It was André.

A charming French man of Italian descent. He was the new substitute in the elementary, teaching history. She taught health sciences such as anatomy and physiology and basic biology.

The schools outside of the States had a different curriculum. Children learned the important things first, everything else was an elective.

Y/N would explain things in a way their young minds could understand. As a visual learner herself, this was the easiest thing for her. Most of her lessons included watching videos of cartoons such as the heart explaining its importance in the human body.

She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t drawn to it like the children. She had often thought of using her powers to make her classes more interesting but decided not to. She enjoyed the simplicity of her life, it was perfectly mediocre.

André’s classroom was across from hers. He would often hear her students from his room. Y/N made her classroom very interactive and hands on, a running joke she and André had.

He had just messaged her to ask about the party that was being held that weekend. It was meant to thank the teachers, old and new, for their work.

Bonsoir Y/N. J'espère que je ne vous dérange pas? (Good evening Y/N. Am I disturbing you?)

Bonsoir. Non, vous ne l'êtes pas. (Good evening. No, you are not.)

Ah, good. I wanted to ask what we are meant to bring to the…comment cela s'appelle-t-il? (What do you call it?)

La fête? (The party?)

Oui. (Yes.)

Anything you would like.

Oh alright. What are you bringing?

Nothing, I’m not going.

Oh? Pourquoi pas? (Why not?)

Je n'en ai pas envie. (I don’t feel like it.)

Moi non plus. (Neither do I.)

Tu devrais, ce serait amusant. (You should, it would be fun.)

Pas sans toi. (Not without you.)

Y/N didn’t know how to respond to him. She wasn’t naïve, she had noticed his subtle flirting. She just wasn’t sure if this is what she wanted.

The whole point of her leaving wasn’t just to be away from him, it was also for her to have a life of her own. One where she didn’t need to put herself or even her feelings on the line for anyone.

André, as charming and a gentleman as he was, wasn’t what she wanted.

Shit. She had been taking too long to respond to him. He knew she was spooked now, there was no retreating.

You can ask Melissa what to bring, she’s in charge of the party. If anything is needed, she would know.

No reply. 2 minutes passed, still nothing. 7 minutes. 15. Maybe he slept?

Typing…

Good god, is he writing a letter? Y/N thought to herself.

Merci. Passez une bonne nuit Y/N. (Thank you. Have a good night Y/N.)

Shit. He’s upset.

Y/N decided to call it a night. She had gotten through the workload of three out of four of her classes. She would finish the last class tomorrow or maybe procrastinate until the day of the party so she can use it as an excuse not to go. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do, Y/N thought to herself.

It was a Thursday evening but the elementary school had canceled Friday classes. The party was on Saturday afternoon. She would ‘coincidentally’ have a lot of work to do precisely during then.

Without further thinking or planning, Y/N started prepping for bed. All the errands would be completed tomorrow instead such as laundry, grocery shopping, house cleaning, etc. After her shower and dinner, Y/N cozied up in bed with a book. Not fifteen minutes passed and she was out like a light.

After his siblings had gotten past their initial surprise of his return, Kol unceremoniously announced his engagement. This was met with two separate reactions, cheers and doubts.

Rebekah was the first to congratulate her brother, pulling him in for a tight hug. She turned to Davina next, softening her grip on her.

Freya was next, smiling from ear to ear as she hugged Davina first then Kol. Niklaus was a mixture of both, he congratulated his younger brother but sent glares at Davina.

Elijah didn’t say or do anything. He just stood there with a glass in hand, swirling it around as he watched the liquid move in circles.

Kol knew he might receive this sort of reaction from his big brother. He didn’t hold out hope for anything from him, he couldn’t blame him anyways.

His littlest brother was getting married whereas his own engagement had ended. It wasn’t going to be an easy thing to accept.

Everyone had separated into their own corners of the house. The girls were all sat together, asking Davina of her wedding plans. Elijah had disappeared somewhere and Niklaus was in his art room.

“Not even a ‘hello’ brother?” Kol asked once he had found Elijah in the library.

“Hello.” Elijah greeted monotonously, eyes not leaving his book.

“I missed you.”

Elijah scoffed, “Did you now? But not enough since you weren’t here when I laid in a coma.”

“It wasn’t a coma, Elijah. Besides, I was on my way, Bex told me you were fine.” Kol felt like an ass suddenly.

It was true though, the moment he heard about it, he was already packing. It wasn’t until Rebekah told him that Elijah would be alright and assured him that he canceled his flight plans. Not more than a week later, Kol then saw Y/N in France. Since then, he checked in with her, he knew his brother would want him to.

“It’s no matter anymore.” Elijah bookmarked the book and closed it.

He’d finish it tomorrow. He walked towards one of the shelves and placed it back.

Before leaving the room, he turned around to face his brother. “Congratulations Kol.” With that, he left for some other part of the house.

The rest of the day went as smoothly as can be expected in the Mikaelson household. Davina enlisted Rebekah and Camille’s help with the wedding planning, including the bachelorette, whilst Kol and his brothers threw him a bachelor’s party.

Rebekah practically planned the whole thing by herself, something about bossing people around made her happy. All Davina wanted was something small for instance, her loved ones to be present, a wedding dress, and her fiancé. Clearly she chose the wrong person to be her maid of honor because Rebekah went above and beyond.

In under a week, everything was planned and ready to go. This was a miracle to say the least, weddings took months if not years to plan yet the original barbie had done it in less than a week.

“Wow Bex, you’ve outdone yourself!” Kol exclaimed, gaping at how different the compound looked.

“This? It would’ve been better if I had been given a heads up.” Rebekah replied, shooting a look over at Davina.

“I thought we agreed on small?” Davina asked, raising a brow.

“This is small. There’s only fifty people coming.” Rebekah replied with a smile, proudly showing her clipboard with a seating chart.

“Fifty? I don’t even have 10 close friends.”

“Nope, not changing it. It’s far too late for it, they’ve all RSVP’d.” Rebekah shook her head and quickly walked away before Davina could question her further.

“It’s alright darling. Trust me, it could be worse.” Kol strolled over to his fiancée, wrapping his arms around her.

“Ah I see preparations are almost done.” Klaus jogged down the stairs, Elijah in tow.

“Yeah, all that’s left is to check in with the caterers and the musicians for tomorrow.” Camille replied before Kol could say anything. She walked in with her own clipboard.

“Musicians? Kol.” Davina groans, closing her eyes.

“This is quaint, I thought Rebekah was in charge?” Elijah asked as he looked around the open space filled with dozens of seats.

“She is. I asked her to keep it small.” Davina sighed a response.

“Well it’s small alright.” Klaus chimed in.

“There’s nothing small about this.”

Just then Rebekah walked into the open area with two men behind her, each carrying a tray of treats. She stopped right in front of Kol and pointed at him. The men each extended their tray, one after the other.

“Try one. I need your opinion.” Rebekah urged, holding her clipboard close to her chest ready to take notes.

Kol hesitantly took a treat and Davina as well. They smiled and rated the first one then ate from the second tray and rated it as well. Once they were done, Rebekah scribbled something on the paper and shooed the men away.

“Why do I feel like this is for you?” Kol asked with a hint of a smile.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“Bex. Come on, I know you.”

Rebekah sighed then looked between her brother and his fiancée. She lowered her clipboard as she spoke, “This is new for us. We never got to experience human things such as graduations or weddings so this is important. We have to celebrate it because it doesn’t come easy for us. We’ve been alive for over a thousand years and it’s just now that you’ve met someone you want to spend your immortal life with. Why should it be small? When would we, any of us, get this chance again?”

Davina walked out of Kol’s arms and towards Rebekah. She hugged her without saying a word then she smiled. “You’re right. It’s important, it’s a big deal but we all know this town isn’t kind to us which is why I wanted it to be small. I don’t want tomorrow to be ruined.”

“It won’t be. No one will dare ruin it, with a vampire army and a dozen or so wolf friends, it’ll be safe.”

“Bex, thank you. Really.” Kol said as he hugged his little sister, placing a kiss on the side of her head.

“You’re welcome.” Rebekah smiled then slapped her hand on the clipboard, “Now, it’s time for fittings!”

Everyone collectively groaned while Camille chuckled but stopped when Rebekah pointed at her. This would end up being a long day for everyone.

Camille and Davina were trying on different accessories that complemented their dresses, they managed to find Freya and roped her in. Meanwhile Klaus and Kol were getting the finishing touches on their suits. Rebekah had been looking all over for Elijah when she found him in his study. The door was closed which was unusual but she knocked softly, waiting for his response.

“Come in.”

“There you are. I’ve been looking all over.”

“You’ve found me. Is there something I can help you with sister?”

Rebekah sighed and placed her pen and board down on the coffee table in the middle of the room. She looked around and noticed the woven blanket draped over the couch, next to it was a small side table with a book on top of it.

The room looked very lived in but untouched at the same time. The wooden mahogany desk was littered with papers and scrolls but the small tables around the room were bare. The drinking area no longer had the dark, bitter liquor, it now housed different variations of wine.

Her brother was seated on the floor, his jacket was tossed somewhere in the room. He was nursing a glass of wine with one hand and its bottle with the other. His hair was unruly and he was missing a shoe.

Rebekah walked over and sat down next to him. For a few minutes they sat in silence. She reached behind him and grabbed a wine glass, tilting it to him. He tore his gaze from the floor and poured her one.

In one go, she downed the glass and he poured her another. She leaned her head on his shoulder and slowly sipped her drink. The silence was nice, they rarely ever had these moments. Recently he had withdrawn from everyone, only present when it’s an emergency.

She had gotten so used to her older brother always being there to control her and her other siblings that she didn’t know what to do without him. She’d grown used to his lectures of family and she wished he could lecture her now. She knew exactly what changed but feared having this conversation with him. Every time she tried to, she would talk herself out of it but not this time.

“Elijah.”

“Don’t.”

“Please, hear me out.”

“I already know Rebekah.”

“Then why do you act like this?”

“What exactly is it that you want from me?”

Rebekah lifted her head from his shoulder, placing her glass on the table behind them by its stem.

“She wouldn’t want you like this. You know that.”

“She didn’t want me at all.”

“That’s not true, that’s not what happened and you know it.”

“It happened. Leave it be sister.”

Elijah downed his glass and placed it down on the floor, he pulled his feet close to his chest and rested his outstretched arms on top. Letting his head hang between his knees as his eyes close. He taps his ring on the wine bottle then swirls it around in circles.

“No! Absolutely not! You’re my brother and you’re always there for us, it’s about time one of us is here for you. I refuse to leave.”

He heaved an exasperated sigh and closed his eyes, a chuckle escaping his lips. “Stubborn as always.”

“If that’s what it’ll take to help you then fine.”

“Do— do you think she’s…is she…alright?” Elijah stumbled on his words. A part of him is trying to be tough and pretend not to care while the other cares far too much.

“Yes. You and I both know she can handle herself. You also know what she’d say to you if she saw you like this.”

“I believe it would be something along the lines of ‘Your brother is getting married, you should be there to support him…' ” Elijah smiled at the thought of her words.

“…everything else can wait. We always show up for family’ ” Rebekah finished his train of thought. “Exactly, so what do you say?”

Elijah grabbed the wine glass from the floor by the rim, pushing one leg down and using the other to stand up. He placed the bottle and glass on the cart then turned to his sister.

“Well then, let’s go celebrate our lunatic brother that we dearly love getting married. What could possibly go wrong?”

Rebekah’s face contorted into something that resembled astonishment. “Absolutely nothing. Don’t jinx it, I’ve worked far too hard.”

Elijah walked over to his desk to retrieve his missing shoe. He raised both brows at his sister, “Rebekah please.”

“Okay fine, I’ve worked semi-hard but still. No jinxing!” With that, she walked to the table next to the door and retrieved her clipboard.

She pointed a finger at him and said, “ Now get to your fitting, you’re late.” then she left.

Elijah chuckled to himself and decided to make his way to the tailor’s before his sister returned to drag him by force.

After a long day of classes, Y/N spent her after hours grading work until dinner time. She had made enough food for the week, meal prepping was her new thing. Once she was done with work and dinner, a warm bath awaited her.

She had just finished soaking for at least an hour or so she thought. She just got out when her fingers began to prune. Her skincare ritual was next, then a little downtime with one episode of Scandal and her wine. It was her reward each night and she looked forward to it every time, it stopped her from procrastinating.

She turned off all the lights in her apartment, cleaned up everything and returned things to their rightful places. When she was done, she walked up the black floating staircase with the skinniest of rails as a guide. The nightlights turned on with every step she took, turning off automatically behind her.

Once in her room Y/N turned on her fan and headed for her bed. She placed her phone on the charging stand and got under her sheets. She was just about to turn around when her phone began to ring, without checking it, she picked it up.

“Hello?”

“Good, you’re still up.”

“Davina? What’s wrong?”

“Oh nothing. I’m just glad you weren’t asleep yet.”

“That’s why you called? To see if I was asleep?”

“Well…not exactly.”

“So then what is it?”

“You can say no if you don’t want to, it’s okay but I was hoping you could come to the wedding. It’s tomorrow, you’ll be here and gone before anyone knows.” Davina rushed through her words as she normally did when she was nervous.

“Wait wait, slow down. You’re getting married now?”

“Not now, tomorrow.”

“But you just got engaged.”

“I know but— wait, do you think it’s too soon?”

Y/N could tell the girl was anxious and didn’t need to see her to know she was either biting her nail or twisting her hair. “Davina, it only matters what you think and want. If you’re ready for this and you’re sure then go for it.”

“I am ready and very sure.”

“Ok then you’ll be alright.”

“Only if you come. Please Y/N? You’re like a sister to me, I’d like you to be there.”

“Love, I can’t. I’ll be here to celebrate when you both return but you know I can’t.”

A sigh could be heard from the other line, Davina knew there was no way to get Y/N to change her mind once it was made. She didn’t want to force her but she also didn’t want her to miss it. Y/N had been a mentor to her at first but now she was family, it would be odd without her there.

“Okay. Have a good night.” Before Y/N could say anything back, the phone cut off.

She sighed and placed her phone back on its charger. She’s been doing nothing but letting down people who are counting on her. First André with the party and now Davina with her wedding. She didn’t want to think about it so instead she turned around and closed her eyes, waiting for sleep to take over.

The next morning, right after waking up, she had booked a ticket. Davina was her family, her biological one may have given up on her but she wouldn’t, it’d be the last thing she did. So without debating it, she purchased a plane ticket for noon which would get her there two hours before the wedding. It was a round trip as well so it would get her back an hour after, she wouldn’t have to worry about running into anyone.

Y/N had quickly packed a small black hand luggage filled with her wedding attire, shoes, and backup clothes. She wasn’t going to stay. She spent an hour quickly cleaning the entire apartment, the last thing she wanted to do is return late at night to be greeted by a mess.

She only had one more hour to go before the plane would leave and still she was in her apartment. Going down her list, she marked off everything that needed to either be packed, cleaned, or turned off. The airport wasn’t far but it was a Saturday afternoon, traffic would be inevitable.

Now panicking, she grabbed her suitcase and purse and jogged down the stairs barefooted.

“Shit! My shoes!” Y/N ran back upstairs, located the heels and was down again.

“Is that everything?” She asked herself out loud. “Keys, phone, suitcase, purse, sunglasses…”

She nodded to herself, turned around and opened the front door then slammed it shut behind her. Racing down the sidewalk to her car, the suitcase wheels dragging loudly behind her. She unlocked it, tossing her purse in the passenger’s seat and the suitcase in the seat behind. It wasn’t until she started the car that she realized it was low on fuel.

“Of course you’re low because why would anything be simple today?” She groaned loudly, ignoring the beeping noise the car made.

It was getting far too late but the only good thing in all of this was the pre-flight check she had done. As if she’d known she would be late, she paid extra to skip lines and do the check instead. All she had to do now was get her ticket and board her plane…once she found parking for the car and walking the distance of course.

With less than half an hour left, Y/N had managed to get through her airport check-in without further issues. She was currently sitting comfortably in first class with a wine glass in one hand. Though she didn’t have plans for the day, she didn’t see a reason not to dress up.

Y/N had on a white sleeveless turtleneck crop top with a black jean jacket; this was accompanied by black skinny jeans and white ankle stiletto boots. Her choice of silver jewelry adorned her neckline, fingers, ears, and wrists. It may have been summer in New Orleans but the weather in France was more like fall.

After what felt like hours, the plane moved slowly away from the gates and down the tarmac. It remained still for at least five minutes then picked up speed and it was in the air. All Y/N thought of is the shut eye she’d try and get before the craziness of tomorrow and the jet lag hit her. With that as her last thought, she cozied herself and fell asleep listening to white noise.

Her plane was quite early in the morning and it left promptly on time, by the time she was back in the states, it was already evening. The jet lag would sink in either the next day or the day after.

Y/N had texted Kol the moment she could and he responded just as fast, assuring her he was on his way. She was now standing outside the terminal, sweat gathering on her forehead and the base of her neck. She heard a honk and that pulled her out of her thoughts.

Kol waved from inside the vehicle then stepped out, “Hello darling. Fancy seeing you here.”

“Hi, this was completely last minute.” Y/N replied as she opened her arms for a hug.

He wrapped his arms around her, rubbing her back softly, “I can tell. Does Davina know?”

“No, it’s a surprise but you can tell her.”

“And does he?”

“No.” Her reply was short and curt. Kol knew that was the end of that conversation.

“Y/N—”

“So how were the wedding preparations?” Just like that, the topic changed and Kol knew better than to keep trying.

He sighed and reached for her suitcase, he wheeled it all the way to the car then hauled it up and put it in the trunk. Y/N leaned against the car, patiently waiting for his response.

“Rebekah is in charge.” Kol simply said as he closed the trunk which could be heard by the loud slam.

Y/N’s eyes widened and she winced, “Oh no.”

“Oh yes.” Kol smiled and continued, “Her idea of small was fifty guests, some I’m sure I’ve never met.”

Y/N chuckled as she moved to the passenger’s side and opened the door, sliding inside and closing it afterwards. “You should’ve known better.”

“I really should have but Bex would’ve found a way to plan it regardless.” Kol entered the car from the other side and put his belt on.

“Well I’m just glad it all worked out.”

“Tomorrow can’t come fast enough. I’ll be married.” Kol thought out loud with a wide grin.

“You’ll be married.” Y/N echoed his words, a sad smile gracing her lips.

This didn’t go unnoticed by him. He reached out and placed a hand over hers, gently squeezing it. After a moment, he switched the gears in drive and pulled away from the roadside. They sat in silence, each one thinking of how the events the next day would unfurl.

Kol had dropped off Y/N at her hotel and made sure she was well settled before leaving. They spoke briefly and he agreed to tell Davina of her arrival.

That night, after she had eaten her dinner and cleaned up, she spent hours on her balcony. She had picked the highest floor and one of the few suites that had a view. After a year, almost two, away she had forgotten how beautiful New Orleans was at night.

So there she was in her white silk nightgown, her hair tied up in a rather neat bun, and a calming piping hot tea in hand. Her legs were outstretched on the couch while her back was pressed against the arm. She drank slowly, savoring the taste as it lingered on her tongue.

The stars seemed brighter and the air was warm but the cooling wind made up for it. It was a beautiful night to stargaze in silence.

From her balcony, she could see the people below and across walking to and from different places. Further away, she could see life in the heart of the city. The nightlife was her favorite thing, everything somehow felt more alive and that excited her.

Y/N finished her tea and placed the mug on the chestnut colored wooden table. She stood up and walked to the black railing meant for protection. She placed her hands on the top and outstretched her arms, tilting her head back to let the wind nip at her neck.

Eyes closed, she sighed at the cooling effect as her mind wondered if he was here. Was he watching the stars too? Did he take note of how beautiful tonight was? Her daydreaming was short lived because the jet lag was slowly kicking in.

Y/N sighed and opened her eyes, she stood up straight and detached from the rails. She turned around and grabbed the mug then walked back inside her suite, closing the door behind her.

It didn’t take long for her to tire. Her body was more exhausted than she let on and the instant she closed her eyes, she was gone.

Y/N had slept in a bit but the dozens of alarms she set eventually woke her up. Unlike her normal routine, she opted to have breakfast first then shower. She reached on the bedside table and dialed the kitchen. After ordering her personally curated breakfast, she decided to make tea and wait.

Within fifteen minutes her food was delivered in a cart by a gentleman. He set everything on the table in the living room, waited for her approval then left. Y/N happily enjoyed her meal, she had taken a full plate outside to the balcony to eat as she watched the pedestrians.

The sun was out today and judging from the humidity, it would be a hot one. Once her food was done, Y/N returned back inside and headed for the shower. She only had an hour and a half to get ready and get to the church.

She wore a skintight teal silk gown that had a slit which stopped just above her hip. The straps sat perfectly on her shoulders and her breasts slightly poured over the neckline. She paired the gown with a pair of black suede stilettos that had thin straps and a golden heel.

Her hair was in an elegant low braided bun, some strands were curled slightly and left on the side of her face. She didn’t wear a necklace, the gown didn’t require it. Instead she had on leaf shaped diamond drop earrings in a very light gold color.

Once she was fully ready, she gasped at the sight of herself. She knew she looked good but this was more than that. It was a wedding after all, she had to dress accordingly but damn.

She grabbed her teal silk clutch that was adorned with gold detailings and a tassel. She threw in her phone, a gloss, room card, and a small vial of perfume. With one last look at herself, she smiled and headed towards the door.

Y/N had made it to the church with 30 minutes to spare. She called Kol to pick her up so she would avoid getting a taxi or walking and being stared at. Not that Kol did any different, he unashamedly stared at her.

“Stop that, it’s weird.”

“What?”

“Kol you’re staring.”

“Wow! You clean up nice.”

Y/N hit his arm with her clutch and he laughed. “Gee thanks.”

“Sorry, you know what I meant.”

“Let’s just go before you’re late.”

There was no way Y/N could attend the wedding that afternoon without being noticed. Good thing she came prepared. She had done this spell once only and it had been a while since she used her powers so she wasn’t sure how it’d turn out.

While Kol was upstairs getting himself mentally ready, Y/N sneaked into Davina’s room. She gasped the moment she saw her.

“Darling you’re gorgeous!”

“Y/N?” The girl turned around.

“Shh. Keep it down.”

“Oh my god, it’s you! How— I thought…?” Davina stumbled on her words.

“Didn’t Kol tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“Of course not.” Y/N sighed and explained to her everything.

“In his defense, he was out yesterday with his brothers as part of his bachelor party.” Davina said.

“That’s alright. I just wanted to see you beforehand. You look absolutely beautiful sweetheart.” Y/N gushed as she hugged Davina tightly.

“Thank you. I’m so happy you’re here, it means a lot. Will you stay?”

“Of course but you might not recognize me soon.”

“What do you mean?”

Y/N explained that she was going to use a glamour spell to hide her face. No one would know it was her but now that Kol and Davina had both seen her, they’d be able to pick her out in a crowd. The spell would last until she returned home, she couldn’t take any chances.

Davina understood why and after saying their temporary goodbyes, Y/N left her although not after doing her hair. Y/N decided to do the spell in the ladies restroom. It wasn’t as hard as she imagined it to be but it did take a few tries.

The moment she was done, she reapplied her gloss and sprayed herself then walked out. She didn’t look where she was going because she bumped right into someone.

“Oh I’m sorry!” She exclaimed, looking up at the person. Her breath was instantly caught in her throat.

“It’s alright love. No harm done.” She’d know that accent from anywhere even without seeing him.

“Right but still, I apologize.”

He gazed at her longer than what was appropriate then offered a smile, “I don’t think we’ve met. I’m Klaus.”

Before she could respond, the church gong rang throughout the building. She used this opportunity to walk away as quickly as her gown and heels would let her. Saved by the church bell, Y/N thought to herself. She had to think of a fake name soon and a simple explanation as to who she was to the bride and groom.

Y/N found a seat in the front row on the bridal side of the room and sat there. She could hear the people trickle in slowly and tried not to turn around to watch them.

Soon the church pews were filled with guests and the wedding march began. In unison, everyone stood up and faced the wooden double doors. Rebekah was thorough, the room looked completely transformed.

The simplest way to describe it was to imagine a rustic wedding. The theme colors were green and white with different shades of brown, the decor mirrored this as well. It felt cozy and relaxing. Y/N hadn’t even known of the theme but she matched it perfectly.

The light decorated doors opened and Davina slowly walked in. Y/N turned to look at Kol and his mouth was damn near hanging. She smiled and turned back around.

Marcel had been walking beside her slowly, wearing a proud smile. They finally reached the altar and he pressed a kiss on the side of her head. He let her go and stood in the front row.

Behind Davina stood Rebekah and Camille whereas Niklaus and Elijah stood behind Kol. Y/N would have been up there but then it would raise questions she didn’t wish to answer. She thought it best to just sit in the front row.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Elijah had taken notice of Y/N. He couldn’t put his finger on it but there was something about her.

Father Kieran motioned for everyone to be seated as he began. The entire time, Elijah couldn’t keep his eyes off of Y/N, at some point Klaus had to discreetly nudge him. Once the introductions were done, the vows spoken, and rings exchanged, the audience jumped to their feet in cheer as the bride and groom kissed.

Kol and Davina walked together, hand in hand, down the aisle while everyone clapped and the music played for their exit. Each row was dismissed in order so to Y/N’s horror, she had to walk close to Klaus and Elijah. She slowed down enough so that others would step in between them to create distance.

When they were outside, Y/N was determined to get away as far as possible. To her dismay Klaus found her and started up a conversation.

“Hello, we meet again.” He greeted with a smile.

“Yes we do.” Y/N couldn’t let her nervousness show, he’d instantly pick up on it.

“Beautiful wedding, wasn’t it?”

“It was lovely.”

“You’re not a woman of many words are you?”

“What makes you say that?”

Klaus didn’t answer her, instead he smiled as though he knew something she didn’t. He saw his older brother and subtly called him over.

“This is my brother, Elijah. Elijah this is…” Klaus paused, “I’m sorry love, what was your name?”

“Estrella.” Y/N replied. It wasn’t her legal name but it was her nickname since childhood, it meant ‘star’.

“What a pretty name.” Klaus smiled.

“Thank you.” Y/N said but she was looking at Elijah.

Seeing him up close was harder than she envisioned. She was torn into two, a part of her wanted to leave immediately whereas the other wanted to stay longer. She must’ve been staring for too long because she snapped out of it and offered a polite smile.

“It’s nice to meet you.” Y/N said as she lifted her dress in one fell swoop and blended in with the crowd among them.

All the guests had made their way to the Mikaelson compound for the reception. Y/N had to give herself a pep talk before walking in. The last time she was here, it broke her.

Heaving a sigh, she stepped into the compound and let herself be surrounded by the memories. Everyone was mingling with each other, they smiled and laughed. Some were dancing whilst others spoke in hushed voices in the darker corners.

Y/N found Davina and went up to congratulate her, wrapping the girl in a hug. They spoke for a little before others wanted to offer their congratulations.

Elijah was standing at the balcony, looking down at everyone. Klaus joined him and extended a glass of alcohol out to him. They drank and watched the guests in silence.

Y/N laughed at something the person next to her said and this pulled their attention. Both men couldn’t deny how stunning she looked, especially under all these lights in the growing darkness.

That gown is very sinful on her, the way it’s accentuating every curve is taunting. What would she look like without it? These thoughts are obtrusive and need to end. Elijah thought to himself.

Klaus had been watching so whilst his brother daydreamed, Klaus smirked and drank silently. Elijah cleared his throat and downed his drink in one gulp.

“Perhaps you’d like another drink? Maybe something a bit stronger?” Klaus smirked at his brother.

“I’m quite alright.”

“Really? Your racing heart says otherwise.” Klaus teased.

“Do you not have something to do or elsewhere to be Niklaus?”

“Not at all brother. I quite enjoy watching you fantasize about the girl. I wonder just how indecent those thoughts are.”

“They aren’t.”

“Ah, so you admit you’re having them.” Klaus jests some more, tutting at his brother. “How unbecoming of a gentleman such as yourself.”

“Leave him.” Rebekah speaks up from the stairwell as she makes her way to her brothers. “If our dear brother wishes to indulge in fantasies, so be it.” She had been listening to their exchange.

Elijah groans inwardly and sighs. His siblings were not going to let this go anytime soon.

“It’s alright Elijah. The girl is beautiful, we don’t fault you for acknowledging that.” Rebekah says as she places a hand on his shoulder.

“Yes, I’m sure his raunchy fantasies have acknowledged her quite well sister.” Klaus stands on the other side and squeezes his shoulder, a wide grin on his face.

His siblings keep taunting him but secretly Elijah doesn’t mind. His thoughts were a bit improper but the longer he looked at her, the more lewd they got.

Y/N was speaking to Kol before he excused himself. She was now seated by herself, watching the couples on the dance floor. She was so lost in her thoughts, she didn’t even notice the figure next to her.

“All alone?”

She jumped a little and placed a hand over her chest, “Shit, you scared me.”

“I apologize, that wasn’t my intention.”

“It’s alright and yes, I am alone.”

“May I join you?”

“You already have.”

Elijah chuckled and glanced at her, “How do you know the bride and groom, if you don’t mind my asking.”

“I’m a close friend of the bride.” Y/N simply said without wanting to give too much away.

“I see. You must not be from here.”

“I’m not, we met at work.”

“Oh? Where was that?”

Y/N eyed him and didn’t say anything. She leaned forward and reached for her glass of wine. This small action caused her strap to slide down just a smidge and her breasts to be more pronounced. Elijah tightened his jaw as he watched her movements. He studied how her lips parted when she wrapped them around the mouth of the glass. How her throat looked when she swallowed. He cleared his throat before his thoughts got away from him.

A new song started to play and he used this as an opportunity. With his hand out, he asked, “Would you grace me with a dance?”

Y/N contemplated the question then agreed, she was surprised by her own compliance. “I’d love to.”

She placed her empty wine glass down and stood up. Resting her hand on top of his, she let him guide her to the dance floor. Elijah settled one of his hands on her lower back and the other interlocked with her hands.

They weren’t actually in the middle of the room, they were closer towards the corners. Away from prying eyes and ears. They swayed slowly in peaceful silence.

They were so close, only the tiniest gap separated them. Song after song, they danced together. It was all going well until a waist swaying, body grinding song came on. The dance floor immediately filled up with guests. The lyrics were vulgar and explicit enough to turn anyone on.

Elijah was about to walk off the dance floor when Y/N held his wrist gently. He didn’t think she would want to dance to this but he hoped she would prove otherwise.

“Dance with me?” Y/N asked.

“I’m not quite sure I know the sort of dancing this type of music requires.” He replied, feigning innocence.

“Stay and find out.”

“Very well.” Elijah agreed and stood in front of her.

Y/N turned around and pressed herself into him. Without seeing his face, it gave her a newfound sense of confidence to do as she pleased. Slowly, she swayed her hips to the left then to right. She waited for him to stop her but when he didn’t, she moved a little faster.

Left, right. Left, right. Then she circled her hips torturously slow way. Left, right. Left, right. Circle.

She reached back for his hands and placed them on her hips. Her head was laid on his shoulder, giving him direct access to her neck. One of her hands was settled on top of his and the other was behind Elijah’s neck.

He squeezed her hip with his hand and used his other one to wrap over her chest. No one could see them where they were because the dance floor was filled. No one could hear either due to the loud music.

Her inhibitions were slowly lowering with every sway and grind. Y/N turned around and faced him, her arms now wrapped around his neck but her hips didn’t stop moving. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, getting lost in the music.

Elijah pulled her closer until they were chest to chest. One glance down and he quickly regretted it. Her breasts were so full and plump, nipples had gotten hard. Instinctively, he brushed his finger over them and waited for her reaction. Y/N didn’t do anything so he flicked her nipple and she moaned softly.

“Do it again.” Her eyes were now open and her gaze was on him.

He flicked her other nipple and again, a moan followed. He gently squeezed her breast then pinched the nipple. Y/N bit her lip to contain herself. Elijah wasn’t having it so he pinched harder and a sudden moan escaped her. He smiled.

“There are people.” Y/N looked around her. No one was paying attention to them but she was right, they were surrounded.

Elijah pulled them both out of the dance floor and into a corner. It was very dark for anyone to see anything.

“Is this better?” He asked, caging her in between himself and the wall.

“Much.” Y/N smiled and leaned closer towards him. Her gaze was fixated on his lips, she licked her own and asked, “May I?”

“I was hoping I would ask you.” Elijah replied.

“Yes please.”

The moment the words left her lips, they were replaced with his. He dipped his head low to reach hers and put his hand on her cheek, gently caressing it. Y/N’s head tilted upwards to meet his lips as her eyes fluttered closed.

The kiss started off simple and gentle but it quickly turned hot and heavy. They couldn’t help running their hands over each other. One of her legs was wrapped around his waist, lifting her gown high past her thighs. The music was still playing, a different song but just as dirty.

Elijah could feel her grinding on him, getting closer and closer. He noticed the state of her clothing and groaned at the sight. Without thinking, he slid his hand underneath and pressed his palm on her clothed cunt.

She broke off the kiss immediately and bucked her hips toward him. No words needed to be said, he slowly palmed her, studying how her body writhed. She tried to move her hips faster, she was getting impatient at his slow pace.

Y/N reached under her own dress and moved her panties to the side. Elijah could now feel her bare cunt and how wet it was.

“Fuck.” He groaned at the smell.

“Inside. Put your fingers.” She commanded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Please.”

Elijah obliged and slipped two fingers in. They slid with ease, he slowly twisted them around, peeking at her every now and then. Her eyes rolled back, her breathing quickened, and her lips parted.

“Just like that. Faster please.” She pleaded with him.

“As you wish.”

She wasn’t sure just how fast he’d go but the lightning speed wasn’t what she expected. His fingers moved in and out rapidly and soon he added a third then a fourth finger. He could hear her walls squelch with each pump as they tightened around his fingers.

Y/N started moaning a bit louder so Elijah kissed her as though to silence her. The sensations were a lot for her but she was thoroughly enjoying it. He swallowed every bit of her moans until they came out strangled. She was very close.

“Will you be a good girl and come for me?”

“Y–yes. Please don’t stop.”

He adjusted their position slightly and raised her leg a bit higher. This new angle let him fully insert all four fingers until they reached the bottom. He lowered his head and sucked on her neck. The combination of being fingered and sucked made her feel like she was melting.

“Come darling.”

Just like that, the tightness in her core broke and her body shook. She grinded herself on his palm, intent on riding his fingers until she was satisfied.

“Fuckkk. Holy shit, that– that was…” Y/N trailed off.

He trailed kisses up her neck, “Amazing. You were amazing.”

He pulled his fingers out and raised them to her lips. She opened her mouth and his fingers slid inside, slowly she sucked each digit clean. Y/N maintained eye contact with Elijah as she licked and slurped his fingers. She placed her hand behind his neck and pulled his face closer to hers. She kissed him passionately and he matched her fervor.

Y/N was about to say something when she overhead voices heading their way. Quickly, she lowered her leg as the small group of people passed them by. As if she was in a trance earlier, her lust haziness lifted and she realized what happened.

“Oh no.”

“What is it? What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry, this isn’t like me.” Y/N looked around the area and started to walk away. “I have to go.”

“Where are you going?”

“Thank you for the dance Elijah but I’m sorry.” Y/N speed walked back into the crowd and got lost in it.

Elijah stood there utterly confused. He had thought they were having fun and it would go further. He wouldn’t have ever made her do anything but he also wouldn’t have stopped her if she wanted more. It had been the first time since his engagement ended that he was involved with anyone. It was strange but he felt something with her.

The next morning Y/N woke up with a pounding headache. It actually wasn’t even morning, it was already afternoon.

The previous night’s events came flooding in. Dancing with her ex-fiancé, grinding on him, being fingered by him, and putting on a very brief show of her sucking skills.

“Fucking kill me.” She groaned to herself, completely mortified.

If she could be compelled, she’d gladly welcome it. After cursing herself to hell and back, Y/N found enough strength to stretch out her arm over and open the side table. She hadn’t planned on drinking, maybe half a glass but she was ready for the incoming migraine.

She reached out and retrieved the medication, expertly twisting the cap off and doing the same to the water bottle. Tossing her head back, she placed the pills in her mouth and washed it down with the water.

About, but not approximately, fifteen minutes later Y/N was up and about. Her flight would leave in less than two hours. It would be miraculous if this girl was ever on time.

Thank goodness she hadn’t fully unpacked, it took less than half an hour to pack and get ready. She had an hour to spare which she planned on spending it at the airport. There was no way she would reach out to him and say goodbye or even explain herself.

She dragged her suitcase and purse to the front door then looked around the suite to ensure everything was in order. Using the mirrored entry closet doors, Y/N took one last look at herself and put on her sunglasses. She opened the heavy door and stepped out.

Her taxi driver drove like a madman which made her mentally scold herself for not calling Kol instead. She didn’t though because she figured he’d rather be with his wife than drive his older brother’s ex-fiancée out of town. Heaving a sigh, she held onto the seatbelt for dear life and hoped her spells wouldn’t be needed.

Safe and sound, she was finally at home. The check in process was seamless for her and the plane ride was much faster going back. Y/N made a mental note to unload her luggage the next day, she didn’t have the energy for it.

After a warm shower, she relaxed in bed and decided to put on television just for background noise. A text alert interrupted her giggling at the comedic show.

Where are you?

Kol? Isn’t it late?

Yet you’re awake.

I’m home.

Already? You didn’t say goodbye :(

Y/N chuckled to herself then responded.

I’m sorry, I had to go. I’ll see you when you return?

Of course darling.

Perfect, well have a good night Kol :)

Goodnight Y/N :)

The next morning the siblings had planned to gather around the table in the dining room and have breakfast. Davina and Kol decided to join before heading off for their honeymoon.

“Well if it isn’t the lovebirds,” Rebekah greeted.

“Hi guys. Sorry we’re a bit late,” Davina apologized with a small smile.

“Oh that’s alright, I’m sure you were busy this morning and possibly last night.” Niklaus smirked at the innuendos.

“Why yes brother, we were.” Kol happily agreed whilst Davina swatted his arm.

“Kol!” She scolded.

“Ignore him please. We haven’t started yet so you’re not late.” Elijah said as he slowly walked down the stairs.

“Well now that we’re all acquainted, shall we eat?” Freya asked, peeking over into the kitchen to eye the food.

They all made their way to the dining room and took their respective seats. Niklaus sped to the seat at the head of the table before Elijah could reach it and smirked. Elijah shook his head as his eyes rolled and sat at the seat next to him.

Nothing of importance was discussed or brought up during the meal. Everyone laughed as they spoke of the previous night and ate peacefully. Though this was a Mikaelson gathering, something was bound to happen and it did.

“You know what we should talk about?” Niklaus said then paused until he had everyone’s attention. “Elijah and his mystery woman.”

“What are you talking about?” Rebekah asked, holding a forkful of pancakes.

“Oh don’t tell me you didn’t see it. One minute he’s brooding at the balcony then he’s dancing with her in the crowd.”

Elijah remained silent. There was nothing to talk about. He met a woman he thought was pretty, kept her company and they danced. Kol and Davina also remained quiet but it was Kol who joined his brother’s questioning.

“Yes brother, who was she?” Kol inquired with that smirk on his face as well.

“No one. We danced and that was all.”

“Really? Hm, I thought I saw you two quite close together in a very suggestive way.” Klaus rested his elbows on the table and clasped his hands together, wiggling his brows.

Kol feigned shock and gasped, staring at his brother, “Elijah you didn’t!”

“Leave him. He’s allowed a bit of fun and I’m quite glad he got some. Good on you ‘Lijah.” Rebekah praised him.

Elijah groaned and set his utensils down. He tossed the tea towel on the table, pushed his seat back and stood up. Without a word or so much as a glance towards anyone, he walked straight upstairs.

There was a slight uncomfortable silence then Rebekah tossed her croissant at Niklaus. She motioned for him to follow his brother but before he could, Kol stood up and went instead.

He knocked lightly on the office door that was closed. No response. He knocked again and still no response. Kol opened the door slightly and peeked his head through.

“Elijah?” He called out. “Can we talk?”

“You might as well come in since I know you won’t leave.”

Kol opened the door wider and stepped into his brother’s office. “Nik is sorry.”

“Yet you’re the one telling me. Have you become his errand boy?”

“We’re sorry. We’re just happy you were having fun.”

“Well if that is all, leave. I trust you’re able to find the door, seeing as it’s two feet behind you.” Elijah turned his head back onto his desk, looking at the booklet in front of him but paying no attention to it.

“She made you smile brother. You even danced!”

“Yes Kol, I was there.”

“Pull that stick out of your ass will you?”

Elijah lifted his head up and squinted his eyes at him, “Excuse me?”

“You had fun Elijah, just admit it.”

“For what reason?”

“Rebekah said you haven’t spoken to anyone, any woman, ever since.” He didn’t need to finish his sentence, they both knew the hidden words that lay beneath.

Elijah dramatically let out a loud sigh and wheeled himself away from his desk. He studied his brother’s face for a few moments, trying to decipher something. Once his thoughts had settled, he leaned back in the seat and fixed the wrist cuffs.

“Alright, let’s talk.”

“Wait, you’ll actually listen to us?” Kol asked, skepticism clear in his voice.

“Why not? Let’s start with the girl, who is she?”

This instantly silenced the younger brother. He couldn’t say even if he wanted to, he swore not to.

“Why are you asking me?”

“She was a guest at your wedding, I’d assume that you know.” Elijah responded matter-of-factly.

“Rebekah was in charge.”

“Alright, let’s head down and ask her then.” Elijah sat upright in his seat, reading himself to stand.

“What for?”

“Fun. What else?”

“That’s not what we meant Elijah.”

“Oh? Delineate it to me then.”

Kol sighed and turned away from him. He didn’t know how to help without breaking his promise or hide from his brother.

“She– she’s a friend from home.” This was all Kol was willing to say and before Elijah could question him, he quickly walked out of his office.

It didn’t take the original long to find what he was looking for. Elijah was a smart man, he could follow breadcrumbs and that’s precisely what he did. He knew Kol and Davina lived in France and so did this mystery woman. If she were friends with them, she wouldn’t be far.

So immediately after his conversation with Kol, Elijah put on his Sherlock Holmes thinking cap and got to investigating. He debated with himself once he solved the case. Should he really go see this woman? Would she be surprised and happy to see him or scared and creeped out by his stalker-like skills?

He spent days contemplating until he finally gave in. This was how he found himself currently watching from inside the neighbor’s living room. He was staring at a black and white mediterranean styled home, there were two cars in the private lot. He had observed every house and its residents for hours, this was the last one.

His patience lessened as the clock ticked away. Eventually he got up, thanked the elderly woman for the tea, and was across the other side of the street. He could hear voices and laughter coming from inside as he strolled up the walkway.

Knocking once and loud enough to be heard, he stepped back and fixed his suit. He took in the footsteps that made their way to the door and then it swung open from the inside.

He knew it was her but he hadn’t properly prepared himself for this exact moment. His mind had tried to conjure her up as best as it could but even his own memories didn’t do her justice. Here she was, staring at him, probably the same way he stared at her.

Y/N was afraid if she blinked he’d disappear like a mirage. She was scared that this was a dream and soon she’d wake. She looked so unflattering in her current state. Her hair was in a high bun, not messy but not cute either. She had on an oversized apricot sweater, black booty shorts, and black knee-high stockings.

“Y/N? Who is it?” A voice called her from the living room.

This broke her trance and she cleared her throat. She still didn’t know what to say but her lack of answer only made the man walk to the door. He was now curious.

“Oh hello. Can we help you?” The man greeted and stood right behind Y/N.

Elijah didn’t say a word or even look at him. He was aware that the man was there but he was more focused on her. His head and heart were now split. One wanted to believe this man was nothing more than a friend but the other didn’t want to be so naïve.

“Hello. I was wondering if we could speak?” Elijah fixed his gaze on Y/N.

“Now isn’t a good time.” Y/N matched his and kept her response short.

“Why not?” The man asked her.

“Vous êtes ici. Il peut revenir demain.” (You’re here. He can return tomorrow.)

“C’est bon, je partais de toute façon.” (It’s okay, I was leaving anyway.) The man then turned to Elijah and extended his hand out, “Je m’appelle André.” (My name is André.)

Elijah firmly grasped his hand and offered a small smile, “Je suis Elijah.” (I’m Elijah.)

André smiled and stepped back, heading back to the living room to retrieve his things. He came back with his jacket on and stopped by the front door. He turned to Y/N and gave her a hug, once which she reciprocated and was conscious of Elijah’s eyes on them.

“On se parlera demain?” (We’ll talk tomorrow?)

“Oui. Bonne nuit.” (Yes. Goodnight.)

“Bonne nuit Y/N. Ravie de vous avoir recontré Elijah.” (Goodnight Y/N. It was nice meeting you Elijah.)

“Vous aussi.” (You as well.) Elijah politely smiled then faced Y/N once more.

“You too. Goodnight Elijah.”

“Is that all you have to say?” He slid his hands into his coat pockets and looked at her.

“What do you want?”

“Me?” He raised a brow, a bit taken back by the question.

“Yes you. You’re the one who came here.”

“You came first. To the wedding then on my hands.”

“Goodnight Elijah Mikaelson.”

“Y/N wait. I shouldn’t have– I’m sorry.” He struggled to fight the smile that was tugging at his lips. “Please invite me in so we can speak.”

“I can hear you just fine from here while you’re out there.”

“Alright then come join me, it’s more civilized if we’re on the same side.”

“Is this the talk? I’d like to skip it.”

Elijah sighed and rested one of his feet on the doorstep so that he slightly leaned forward, “Why did you leave?”

“I had a plane to catch.”

“Do not do that. You know exactly what I mean.”

“I made a mistake. I was only there for the wedding, nothing else.”

“Which part was the mistake?”

“Elijah don’t.”

“Did I do something wrong? What was it?”

“Nothing. It was me.” Y/N paused and glanced at her covered feet. “I got distracted, I shouldn’t have.”

“It was a welcomed distraction.”

Hearing that, Y/N lifted her head up and gazed at him as if seeing him for the first time. They maintained eye contact, neither waiting to utter any sort of syllable that would break this spell. Almost two years apart and still it all felt like it happened yesterday.

“Come in.” She whispered so quietly, the average human couldn’t have heard her but he picked up on it clear as day.

With that same foot on the doorstep, he took a step inside and she moved aside. He closed the door behind him, not bothering to look. Elijah took a step forward and she took one backwards, they mirrored their movements until Y/N had nowhere else to go.

She was sandwiched between the large marble kitchen island and his body. Her eyes didn’t dare look up to meet his, she would unravel, she knew this. So instead, she stared at the grey colored wooden floors and mentally counted them.

“Look at me.”

“No thank you.” She responded, still feigning interest in the wood.

“Please.” He softly whispered. “Look at me Y/N.”

She had no backbone, not when it came to him. Without any sort of fight or resistance, her head lifted. His hand instinctively reached out and pushed the stray hairs from her face, tucking it behind her ears.

“You’re more gorgeous than I remember. My dreams didn’t do you justice.”

“You dreamt of me? How did you know?”

“My dear did you think I wouldn’t know how your lips taste or how your walls felt around me?”

Y/N audibly gasped, completely taken back by his brazenness. “You– what?”

“No matter what face you wear, I will always know you.” Elijah admitted. He never would’ve to anyone because all anyone would do is tease him but he would to her. “I missed you Y/N.”

“I missed you too Elijah.”

“Say it again.”

“What?”

“My name. Say it.”

“Elijah.”

His name on her lips was similar to that of a siren song. It was hypnotic to him. Using his thumb, he parted her bottom lip from the top one and slowly glided it across.

“Again darling.” He waited and inspected how her lips moved to form his name.

“Elijah.” She repeated, anxious to see what he’d do next.

“Open.”

Y/N dutifully did as told and opened her mouth, almost swiftly, his thumb entered. She knew what he wanted so she closed her mouth and her tongue licked from the inside. A satisfying sound emanated from his throat.

“Wider. Don’t close.”

She complied and her mouth opened once more. Tilting her head back at his desired angle, he switched from his thumb to two fingers instead. He inserted them both and went directly for her throat, slowly twisting his hand in semi-circles.

She lightly gagged and he felt the vibrations. Her tongue attempted to push his invading digits away but to no avail. His other hand was holding the base of her neck with a firm gentleness.

“Do you think you could take all four?”

She nodded, eyes shut as her reflexes made an effort to kick in but failed. Two more fingers and she was now lightly choking. The sound was erotic to him for some reason. Seeing her this way, teary-eyed with her mouth open choking on his fingers whilst caged against his body was driving him up a wall.

Without warning, he pulled his fingers out promptly and gripped her chin in his hand. His hand moved down to her neck and fastened around the base of it but didn’t apply any pressure. With his mouth, he lowered his head close enough to hers and placed soft kisses around her lips then worked up to her ear.

“Shall we continue on from the reception?”

“Yes please.”

“Are you sure? This is your only chance to refuse.”

“I’m sure. Please have me Eli.”

“Good girl.”

The debauchery that took place in that house for hours on end was quite wickedly arousing if I do say so. It’d be far too explicit to begin retelling the tale of the events. I’d leave it to your imagination.

A/N: aaand that’s a wrap! sorry i went a bit overboard with this and made it long. i have more fics in the works but thanks so much for reading, this was my very first fic so it meant a lot to me. bye for now & ily! 🫶🏽

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the-dawn-star · 8 months

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Hi, can you please do a platonic yandere Mikaelsons headcanon with a human reader where they viewed her as a younger sibling? Thanks a lot.

A/N: Hi! I don't know if I'm really happy about this, but I hope you still enjoy this.

-S

+300ish words.

TW: implied abandonment and abuse. Manipulation, again jsut not good stuff,

The Mikaelsons are fiercely protective of their own and will do whatever it takes to protect the youngest of them.

Elijah had found you barely alive because of dehydration and starvation, and Elijah being Elijah, he took you in.

At first, all of his siblings were really confused by their brother’s behavior but soon after meeting you they became just as obsessed with you as Elijah.

And soon after that they started to call you a Mikaelson too, I mean you need to have the same family as your siblings, right.

Rebekah likes to take almost a maternal role in your life and for most of the time she treats you like a child without free will.

Kol is the fun brother who turns into a version of himself that you cannot even recognize.

Freya and Finn are the most chill of the siblings, but they will manipulate you into staying with the family no matter how stressed you get because of the family.

Klaus is somewhere between Kol and Finn+Freya. But he will hurt you even without realizing it. Also, he gets super paranoid when you aren’t a beaming light of happiness.

Elijah is the most responsible adult of the family, but he will put so much pressure on you (about you being the only hope for the family) that at the end he might hurt your mental state the most.

Overall, you will be well protected, but you never get a moment to yourself, and all of your decisions will be taken away from you.

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sublimecatgalaxy · 2 years

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being the youngest mikaelson and the boys being overprotective of reader and bex being super close with us (fem reader)

Love this concept. Not proofread.

You'd be Bekah's twin, the closest and most loyal duo out of the whole family. You were softer than the rest of them, more understanding and kind.

Klaus was the most protective out of all of them, wanting nothing more than to shield you from all the horrors that your mom and dad included all of the children in. He almost died trying to kill his father, not wanting you to have the same fate as them and become a vampire.

He wanted you to have a normal life and he'll always hold a sense of hatred for himself for allowing you to get hurt and allowing your father to sabotage your life.

Not only were you the kindest, but you were the least experienced vampire, not wanting the blood lust or all the power that comes with being an original. Bek's definitely took over the messy part of it, almost playing bad cop to your good cop personality.

Though you and Bek's were the closest, you learned the most from Elijah. Elijah was similar to you in the fact that neither of you wanted to take advantage of your powers to ruin other peoples lives. You left that to Klaus.

But Elijah taught you how to read, how to speak different languages and everything your parents should have. You definitely thought of him as a parent figure even though he was your older brother.

Kol was more of the annoying but entertaining one. You two would get into harmless trouble every once in a while, pulling pranks and loosening the anxious tension between any of the other siblings. You both knew they took everything way too seriously.

Finn, you hated. He was your mothers lap dog to an annoying fault. You never liked your mother, you never liked what she stood for and sadly both Finn and Freya both adored her more than life it self.

So you stuck with Bek's, Klaus and Elijah for most of the years you've been alive. Kol was, ya know, indisposed for a while so you stuck with the three of them and let them guide you throughout life and all the supernatural and non-supernatural threats that were thrown your way.

#Mikaelsons x reader #mikaelsons #mikaelson siblings #the originals #the vampire diaries #the legacies #rebekah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson x reader #finn mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson x reader

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moremaybank · 1 year

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THE ORIGINALS ! ⊹₊ ✰ ⋆

klaus mikaelson

rebekah mikaelson

kol mikaelson

elijah mikaelson

freya mikaelson

#klaus mikaelson x reader #rebekah mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #freya mikaelson

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thedragonqueensblog · 1 year

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The Hope of the Mikaelsons family Part four

Summary: Hayley and Klaus are so close, into finding out where their daughter is will they finally get their happy ending? or something will happen? that's going to prevent that into happening

"What do you mean that I'm not eligible to donate?" Caroline asks confused

"I'm sorry, but at least you have two more people." Dr Shepherd smiles

"How come I'm not eligible to donate? if I'm her sister"?

"Sometimes family or friends are not eligible to donate." Dr Shepherd answers

Marcel looks at him "Klaus, I need to talk to you."

"Can it wait? after I'm done."

Marcel shakes his head "no I really need to talk to you it's something that will make your family and you happy."

Klaus rolled his eyes, "Fine, tell me."

"Davina might've done a little research and she might've found out where your daughter is." Marcel smiles

Klaus shakes his head in disappointment "Marcel, now it's not the time to make jokes mostly if it's about my daughter."

"Klaus I'm not joking she called me to tell me about it and she told me that she needs your family and you."

"How come Hayley and I can't go by ourselves?" Klaus asks confused and excited

Marcel shrugs his shoulders, "I don't know anything about that, I just know that she needs you guys there."

"I'll donate then we can leave. I'll just let Caroline know why we're leaving." Klaus tells Marcel

Caroline walked out of the room crying with Elena running up to her to comfort her "Caroline what's wrong?" Elena asks concerned

Caroline cried, "I'm not eligible to donate."

"Caroline don't worry you still have Klaus and me." Elena reassured her with a smile

Caroline smiles and wipes off her tears "your right I shouldn't worry anyways Where's Klaus?"

"He went to talk to Marcel."

"Dr. Can you tell Caroline if I was able to donate I need to go somewhere else." Klaus said to the Dr

Dr. Shepherd nods with a smile, "Of course, but make sure to rest since you got blood out."

Klaus quickly walked out and he found Caroline and Elena seating on the couch

Caroline quickly stood, "were you able to donate?"

"I don't know, I told him to tell you because I got to go back to New Orleans my brother's witch girlfriend might've found out where my daughter is."

Caroline smiles, "that's good news and thank you for donating blood to my sister, it means a lot to me."

Klaus smiles in return "Caroline I'm really sorry I can't stay but let me know how it goes."

"Hopefully the search will tell you where your daughter is.” Elena smiles

"Thank you Elena." Klaus grins

Klaus went to find his family when he spots them he gets asked too many questions from them

"I'll answer all of the questions in the car . We have to go back to New Orleans."

"Klaus what's wrong? " Hayley asks with concern

"Davina did a little research on your daughter and she might've found out where she is this whole time." Marcel answers for Klaus

"What?, please tell me you're not joking about my daughter?" Hayley asks with tears

Marcel pats Hayley on her back "I'm being for real I wouldn't joke about this."

"Miss Forbes, Mr Mikaelson was eligible to donate as of right now we're going to give your sister the blood." Dr Shepherd smiled

Caroline smiled "thank you so much, that's good news."

Klaus quickly parks the car he quickly gets out of the car follow by his family who were excited to hear the good news hopefully

Before Marcel could open the door, he turned around to face them "are you guys ready?"

But he gets no answer so he opens the door to see Davina waiting she smiled and wave

"So I need all of you to lay down on the square that I drew, close your eyes and try to rest." Davina informs

"Klaus Mikaelson and his siblings are going to pay for killing me, mostly Elijah and Klaus for not letting me kill Hayley." Lucien tells Tristan

"And the person that I want to kill is Elijah for ruining my life. You can have the rest of them." Tristan tells Lucien back

"Deal, you can kill Elijah and I'll kill the rest of them. We can do it today." Lucien drinks his wine

Tristan gave him a confused look "today? How are we going to get them to show up here?"

Lucien smiles "easy, we're going to kidnap his little princess."

"How? If we don't know where she is at." Tristan asks confused but smiled when he saw Lucien smirk

"Let's toast because today is the day where the Mikaelsons will die." Lucien smirks and raised his glass to clink with Tristan's glass

"Good news everyone I wasn't eligible to donate but Klaus was." Caroline announce

"Caroline, that's really good news, we're happy for you."

"It's all thanks to Klaus and you guys for being here for us." Caroline beamed

"Caroline, that's what friends are for, to be there for each other." Bonnie grins

"Thank you all for staying, but you all can leave now. " Caroline thanked

"Are you sure? We don't mind staying for the night." Damon yawns a little

Caroline laughs, "Yes, besides you guys need to rest."

"You need to rest too Care." Elena pointes out

"I will I'll be staying in Y/n's room. I was offered a room but no I want to be with my sister." Caroline simpered

"Alright let's know us if anything happens." Stefan beamed

"Are you ready Lucien?" Tristan smirks

"Let our revenge begin." Lucien smirks back

"Brother, I hope your girlfriend knows what she's doing." Klaus tells Kol

Kol rolls his eyes, "she knows what she's doing, she's smart."

"Brothers least talking, we need to find that door." Freya tells Kol and Klaus

"Hopefully today is the day where we find out where our daughter is." Hayley whispers to Klaus

They kept walking talking about stopped when they reached the door that needs to be open by Hayley and Klaus

"Here's our stop." Rebekah went to her door

Kol smiles "gives us good news about my niece."

"Try to not take long because I want to know." Marcel grins

Hayley and Klaus smiled as they see everyone leave

"Hayley are you already?" Klaus smiles a little bit

"If it is for our daughter, I'm always already."

Hayley and Klaus held hands and ran through the door. They cried when they got flashbacks from their daughter. how they now recognize the person that took their daughter. They now realize who their daughter is. and where she has been this whole time.

"It's been her, she's our daughter."

#the originals #the originals x you #the originals x reader #the originals imagines #kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson #klaus mikaelson x you #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #rebekah mikealson x reader #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson #freya mikaelson #freya mikaelson x reader #hayley marshall #hayley marshall x reader #the vampire diaries #the vampire diaries x reader

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samdeancass · 1 year

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No Need to be Jealous

Requested by: Anonymous

Pairing: Freya Mikaelson x fem!reader

Genre: Smut, Fluff

Characters: Freya, Y/N, Hayley

Description: Y/N and Hayley have just found out that they are sisters but Freya doesn’t know. She gets jealous of all the time they are spending together and how close they are becoming and takes Y/N to show her who she belongs to.

Freya sat at the table across the room from you and Hayley, giving daggers to the young werewolf as she once again brought you in for a hug. You waved goodbye and walked back over to Freya, who’s hands were clenched tight into fists. “What’s the matter?” You nodded to her hands and she smiled, shaking her head.

“Nothing, babe. I didn’t even know I was doing that.” You chuckled and reached over the table for her hand, bringing it up to kiss it. “You really do amuse me, Freya. Everything you do is so quirky.” A ping sounded on your phone and you picked it up, immediately smiling when you seen who it was.

“Who’s that?” “Hayley.” Frustration and jealousy built up inside her once again at the mention of her name. You noticed her change in behavior and raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure you’re alright? You’re acting more strange than usual.” Freya nodded, not looking you in the eye. “I just wanna get out of here.” “Alright, just let me finish this text and then we’ll go.” Those last few seconds felt like hours to Freya as she watched your smile widen as you typed.

“What does she have that I don’t? I’m gonna show Y/N exactly who she belongs to.”

As soon as you put your phone back into your pocket, Freya grabbed your hand and hurried you away, desperate to make her feelings known.

Freya swung the front door open with her magic, pulled you inside and slammed the door shut with her foot before backing you up against the wall, her hand on your throat. A devilish smirk emerged on your face as you realized why Freya wanted to leave in such a hurry.

“So this is why you wanted to leave so suddenly? Desperate to get me all alone?” Freya closed her other hand tightly over your mouth, leaving you unable to speak. She leaned down next to your face and whispered in your ear. “You don’t get to talk, you don’t even get to move. You are all mine and you’re going to do exactly as your told, understood?”

You ever so slightly nodded your head, trying your best to ignore the growing wetness pooling in your underwear. Freya leaned back, pupils blown with lust, before attacking your neck, sucking and biting at the delicate skin. You writhed and wriggled underneath her but she just tightened her grip on you.

“What did I say?! No moving!” Her grip strengthened as she made her way down your body, biting and kissing ever so slowly on your sensitive areas. She released your mouth and laced two fingers to the inside of your underwear, licking her lips.

“My, my Y/N, you are such a dirty girl.” A low moan escaped your mouth when Freya easily inserted two fingers inside of you, your juices acting as a lubricant. Usually, she would give you time to adjust but Freya was in no mood for waiting. She pumped inside you at an inhuman speed inserting a third then a fourth finger, spreading you wider and wider until her hand was swallowed inside you.

“You are mine, Y/N, and only mine! No-one else can make you feel this good, especially not Hayley!” Your climax was quickly approaching so you reached around your body and rubbed your clit, sending shock-waves through your body.

Once your orgasm passed, your knees buckled and you slid down the wall as Freya removed her hand from inside you. She knelt down and kissed your sweaty forehead before going to the kitchen to grab a towel.

You were lost in the afterglow of the orgasm when something crossed your mind. “Hey, babe.” Freya walked back in and sat beside you. “Yes?” “What did you mean by ‘especially not Hayley?” Freya’s face went beetroot when the subject was brought up.

“Err-well, I-I guess I’ve been getting a little jealous of all the time you’ve been spending with her. I thought you were falling for her.” You shook your head, chuckled and held Freya’s hands in yours.

“Sweetheart, you have nothing to be jealous about. I’ve been spending so much time with her because....she’s my sister. We’ve only just found out and we wanted to be able to get to know each other properly.” Freya’s cheeks blushed again and she looked down at her knees in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry about, but how about we go upstairs and I show you exactly how I feel about you, eh? Give you the time of your life.” Freya looked up at you and smiled mischievously, nodding in agreement.

You stood up, helped Freya up and guided her upstairs, ready to show Freya exactly what she meant to you.

#freya mikaelson #freya mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson imagine #freya mikaelson fanfiction #freya mikaelson smut #the originals #the originals imagine #the originals fanfiction #the originals smut

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tvdu-diaries · 2 years

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Y/N: I’m gonna need a human skull and I can't have you ask any questions why. Freya: Only if you also don't ask why Freya: *Pulls out 7 pristine human skulls* Take your pick. Y/N: Freya: Y/N: This one is fine

#freya mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson x y/n #freya mikaelson x you #incorrect the originals quotes #the originals incorrect quotes

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