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favcritecriime · 1 year

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tag drop # 3

「 finn 」 — » you gotta be zen about this

「 niklaus 」 — » this family makes me want to murder people

「 kaleb 」 — » you never know how much time you'll have

「 kol 」 — » the best people are black sheep

「 damon 」 — » yoo hoo big bad vampire out here

「 katherine 」 — » please i'm katherine pierce i'm a survivor

「 davina 」 — » give them hell davina claire

「 lexi 」 — » i think you owe me a beer

「 nick 」 — » cause like bluebonnets in the spring we’re only here for a little while

「 alicia 」 — » i feel like i haven't felt like myself in a while

「 mike 」 — » that's the problem with putting others first you've taught them you come second

「 jj 」 — » if i'm the one mediating we've hit rock bottom

「 kiara 」 — » not everything is a kingpin movie

「 pope 」 — » humans are the only animals that can't tell fantasy from reality

「 cleo 」 — » take your hands off i'll cut you

「 barry 」 — » you screw me it's not just me that you're screwin

「 wuxian 」 — » i'll just live freely for as long as possible

「 tina 」 — » girls just wanna have fun

「 jonathan 」 — » people don't really say what they're really thinking; when you capture the right moment it says more

「 steve 」 — » i'm stealthy like a ninja

「 jenn 」 — » no one knows who the real me is

#「 finn 」 — » you gotta be zen about this #「 niklaus 」 — » this family makes me want to murder people #「 kaleb 」 — » you never know how much time you'll have #「 kol 」 — » the best people are black sheep #「 damon 」 — » yoo hoo big bad vampire out here #「 katherine 」 — » please i'm katherine pierce i'm a survivor #「 davina 」 — » give them hell davina claire #「 lexi 」 — » i think you owe me a beer #「 nick 」 — » cause like bluebonnets in the spring we’re only here for a little while #「 alicia 」 — » i feel like i haven't felt like myself in a while #「 mike 」 — » that's the problem with putting others first you've taught them you come second #「 jj 」 — » if i'm the one mediating we've hit rock bottom #「 kiara 」 — » not everything is a kingpin movie #「 pope 」 — » humans are the only animals that can't tell fantasy from reality #「 cleo 」 — » take your hands off i'll cut you #「 barry 」 — » you screw me it's not just me that you're screwin #「 wuxian 」 — » i'll just live freely for as long as possible #「 tina 」 — » girls just wanna have fun #「 jonathan 」 — » people don't really say what they're really thinking; when you capture the right moment it says more #「 steve 」 — » i'm stealthy like a ninja #「 jenn 」 — » no one knows who the real me is

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mysteriousmoss · 1 year

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I’ve started to sleep with a weighted blanket and like I actually feel safe under a blanket and less anxious when I shut my lights off.

What kind of sorcery is this????

I don’t know but I love it. It helps me ignore the shadows I see in my room that have scared me since childhood.

Do weighted stuff animals exist if so where can I get one.

Only downside is it’s fucking warm as fuck and it was one of the reason my phone overheated last night. The other is it somehow got under me as I was asleep and kept playing a series I was watching…for 3-4 hours. I usually sleep for 7-8 hours on a good night and very rarely 12 hours which is during weekends.

#Ian/Kol Late Night Chats #weighted blanket #I now am gonna look for a weighted stuffed animal. if I can’t find one I’ll buy a Pokémon plush and make it a weighted plush #GOODBYE ANXIETY FROM THE DARK AND WEIRD SHADOW THINGS #YOU WONT BE MISSED

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punkass-diogenes · 1 year

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#kol belov #submatukana #animation #infinite playlist

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fandoms--fluff · 9 months

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Hellooooo sorry to bother you but do you think can right one of Katherine Pirces were she has a baby girl y/n and she’s like 4 months old and the salvatores brothers finds out about her they use her to take Katherine dawn but they don’t now that she ask the originals but specifically Elijah help to save ther daughter

Mama's Girl

Baby daughter reader x mom Katherine Pierce

Warnings: kidnapping,

A/n: I made a few tweaks in it, by making Elijah the father, but I hope you like it!

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Katherine picks you up from your playpen which has two fluffy blankets and some stuffed animals. "You hungry baby girl?" Katherine smiles as you babble while nuzzling your head into her chest. "I'll take that as a yes" She kisses the top of your head before sitting down on the black leather couch beside the playpen.

She holds you with one arm and as the her other hand pulls a part of her black shirt down, releasing one of her breasts. She coaxes your head toward her full breast until you easily latch on. As you drink your mama's milk, she holds you protectively in her arms.

She doesn't know how the hell she had gotten pregnant, considering she's been dead a very long time. And it wasn't just her child, you, actually was growing inside her, but her body also changed for how it would when any other woman would be pregnant. ex. she produces breast milk. She's still confused but doesn't ask why anymore, just grateful that you're her baby.

The only two people who know about you are; Elijah and Kol Mikaelson. Kol saw Katherine walking around a park a couple towns over, obviously pregnant. He then later that day asked his big brother how he had managed to knock up Katherine, assuming that Elijah and she had hooked up. And he wasn't entirely wrong, Kol just doesn't need to know that. Elijah went over to her house and confronted her, they had a long conversation, deciding it was best to keep you a secret.

Or so she thought, not taking into account the two Salvatore brothers are staked out, across the road.

"How did Katherine get a baby? and she's caring? what the hell" Stefan says, turning over to his older brother.

"Well, baby bro, when two adults think it's time, they decide to start having se-" Stefan cut him off, "I didn't mean like that!" Stefan groaned.

"Whatever, this is our chance to have something to finally take the vampire bitch slut, down," Damon says, getting out of the car. Stefan sighs before following Damon down the road.

Damon explains the plan he made to Stefan, which they put into action.

Katherine looks up, something seems off. Before she can get a second thought, the front door is knocked off it's hinges and vervain grenades are thrown in. Getting into a coughing fit from the toxic herb, she sees a figure of someone coming over to her with a mask.

As soon as he gets close to her, Damon snatches you out of Katherine's arms and speeds out of the house. Katherine quickly stands up, adjusting her top back, but before she can go after him in a weakened state, someone grabs her from behind. The second person, Stefan, wraps his left arm around her neck until she can no longer breathe in air, passing out quickly from the vervain still in the air.

Stefan lets her drop back onto the couch and walks back outside, peeling the mask off his face. "Now what?" He asks Damon, watching as he tries to make you stop crying. His attempts are proven useless, making you cry louder about being taken away from your mama.

"Oh come on, can't you be quiet, you're going to make a scene with how loud you are" Damon whisper yells at you.

Being a baby and not understanding anything he's obviously saying, you just scream louder.

The brothers quickly get into Damon's car with you, Stefan having to hold you, insisting to Damon it's not a good idea to just throw you in the backseat and hope for the best. He drives off before Katherine has a chance to reawaken.

Coughing, Katherine slowly opens her eyes. The light shining through the windows tells her it's still daytime. Recollecting her memories of what had happened while she stands up makes her freeze. She quickly vamped around the entire house, not finding her baby, you, anywhere.

Damon and Stefan, the two names that come to her mind. They took you. All she can do is pace back and forth, a look of murder in her eyes. But she has to play this smart, if she just goes crashing in there alone, she's more than sure that there'll be everyone there. They'll obviously be expecting that.

She goes to the coffee table where her phone still lays from earlier and dials a number.

"Katerina, how are you doing?" Elijah's smooth voice emits from the phone as he picks up.

"Not well, considering the Salvatores found out about y/n, came crashing in, took her, and now are probably thinking of ways to take advantage of our daughter against me" Katherine exclaims, having no time for small talk.

Elijah's eyes widen and he reassures her everything is going to be okay and to meet her in the woods by the boarding house. Katherine follows his instructions clearly and immediately leaves the house.

Katherine gets to the woods in record time, she looks around before feeling a hand on her shoulder. She quickly turns around, ready for a fight. Though it's just Elijah.

"My apologies," Elijah says.

He starts explaining his plan of what they're to do. Katherine follows every bit and nods before heading to the back of the house, out of sight from anyone inside.

While she hides out back, Elijah goes to the front door. He knocks a few times before Damon opens the door. He gives a suspicious look towards the original.

"I believe this is the part where you invite me in," Elijah says.

He pauses for a second before stepping to the side, letting the older vampire inside.

As Elijah walks down the stairs into the library, he lays his eyes on you. You're currently being held by Caroline. She's been trying to cheer you up and to stop your crying but nothing has worked. You're not wailing anymore but there are still tears running down your tiny cheeks every now and then.

He puts on a facade, acting surprised at the sight of the baby. Caroline and everyone else notice this. Caroline walks over to the other side of the room and places you into an old wooden crib they had found in the attic.

"What's the occasion of your visit?" Damon all but growls, not happy about an original vampire being in his home.

"Just the fact that you have apparently acquired a baby in a short amount of time. I'm only curious" he says, trying to ignore your looks for him. You see the man in the suit is recognizable as your dada. He comes over a lot and holds you and cares for you, and makes your mama smile.

You hold your arms up in a grabby motion. Everyone hasn't noticed. They're all focused on Elijah as there was no way that he just happened to know two hours after they had taken you. Someone must have been watching them.

Damon and Stefan are standing in front of Elijah, whose back is facing you, the rest of the gang all stood behind the brothers.

Katherine watches from behind the door, knowing what to do next. She opens the door and makes her way inside, causing the gang's attention to go to her.

"That was stupid of you" She sneers, her vampire face on display.

As your mama distracts everyone else, your dada quickly goes over to you. He picks you up and vamps out of the room through the same door Katherine left wide open.

"What-" Elena started saying and turned around, seeing that you and Elijah are gone.

Everyone else followed her action and before they knew it, it was only them. You, Katherine, and Elijah, are long gone.

Katherine follows Elijah to a clearing in the woods. He's cradling you against his chest, slightly swaying you as you calm.

"I'm so sorry I let this happen, I never wanted anything to happen to her," Katherine tells him, feeling an emotion she hasn't felt in a long time, guilt.

"There's nothing to apologize for. There was no way for you to know what was going to happen" Elijah says, softness in his eyes. "Come, I have the perfect place for us. It's out of town and secluded" he smiles.

As they make their way there in his car, they talk the whole time as you're sound asleep in your car seat.

#katherine pierce #katherine pierce x reader #katherine pierce x daughter reader #katherine pierce x baby daughter reader #katherine pierce x female reader #katherine pierce x baby reader #elijah mikaelson #elijah mikealson x reader #elijah mikaelson x daughter reader #elijah mikaelson x baby reader #baby mikaelson reader #baby pierce reader #baby reader #damon salvatore #stefan salvatore #elena gilbert #caroline forbes

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madhatterbri · 8 months

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Where You Belong | K.M.

Summary: Kol doesn't like the two of being broken up. He reminds you where you belong.

You looked at your watch and sighed. Another date had no showed. You cursed under your breath. All the secret meet ups you had with him seemed like a waste now. This guy was one of the good ones. He was a lawyer with a love for animals and history. Importantly, his family was nowhere near New Orleans.

"Kol got another one?" Your friend asked while wiping the bar down. They were closing for the night. After another no show, you decided to hang out with her and walk her home.

"Yeah. I thought I had outsmarted him but he has spies all over," you whined while rubbing your temples in frustration. You turned to see a man staring at you from outside the closed bar. He looked away when your eyes locked on to his. "Perfect example but at least that one sticks out like a sore thumb. I can't imagine how many are participating in my tours,"

Your tour guide career is how you met Kol Mikaelson. At first, he was sweet and constantly flirted with you. He would take your tours once a day no matter the weather. At the end of one tour he asked you out. You said yes and the rest led you here.

"Have you tried talking to him?" Your friend asked over her shoulder while counting the money in the register.

Your eyes widened at her in disbelief. Talk to the man that wants to ensure you are a spinster once you are old. The same man that acts before thinking and loves to cause mayhem. You would have a better conversation with a wall.

"Talk to the man that will go hours covered in blood? The same man that has caused my dates to either leave town, never talk to me again, or go missing?" You asked while using your fingers to count. "Sure let me just walk over to his family's place and speak to him,"

"I think you should. You have to set up boundaries with him," she replied. Boundaries. That is something he knows nothing about. "You are allergic to cats so being a crazy old cat lady isn't in your future. Let's get out of here,"

The walk to your friend's place consisted if her hyping you up to talk to him. The guy from earlier followed you. At least you knew the two of you would be safe. Some of the tourists around here could be a little aggressive when drunk.

You started asking the guy questions about your current situation. You felt it would be rude to not include him. He must not have been much of a talker because he didn't answer.

"Have a good night. Talk to him. Maybe you two can come to some sort of agreement,"

"Yeah, sure, come on Bob. I'm not dating this one so please don't report her to Kol," you shouted at him.

Your friend snorted and walked inside her apartment complex.

Thoughts zoomed through your mind on how to deal with the jealous ex-boyfriend. During your time together he was always so possessive.

You should have known you would never date another person in New Orleans again. No. There was no way you were going to think like that. He had to let you go once and for all.

"Come on, Bob. We are going to your boss," you announced and made your way to the Mikaelson home.

"Kol Mikaelson!" You yelled while looking for him. You walked down hallways until you saw him at his favorite place. He sat at a desk in his room. An opened book and alcohol in his hand to busy himself on the Friday night.

"Darling, must you be so loud? Hope is sleeping," he groaned in annoyance. Another night of babysitting duties while the others go on another killing spree adventure. You walked to him and immediately saw the blood on his collar.

"Wonderful. Blood on your shirt. I guess this one gave you some hassle about wanting to date me," you wondered. "He had a family you know,"

"The bloody fool still has a family. He isn't dead," he countered while feeling insulted. The man had given Kol some trouble before a broken nose cleared up their misunderstanding. "Besides he couldn't even win a fight,"

"A mortal couldn't win a fight against a thousand year old vampire? The shame that man has brought on all mortals,"

"You belong here, my love. I am never going to stop. Even if I have to kill one hundred men,"

#fanfiction #imagine #the originals #kol mikaelson #kol tvd #kol the originals #kol mikaelson x you #kol mikaelson x reader

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witchcraftandgeeknes · 6 months

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Klaus, after a full moon transformation: I don't understand, if this isn't human blood then what is it?

Kol: I dunno, maybe you caught an animal or something. Like a rabbit.

Klaus: And did what with it?

Kol: Ate it.

Klaus: ...raw?

Kol: No, you stopped to bake it in your little werewolf oven– yes, raw!

#source: teen wolf #kol mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #the originals #tvd #tvdu #the originals incorrect quotes

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multiversediaries · 2 years

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forbidden attraction

dbf!stefan salvatore x reader

summary: you have been in love with your dad’s best friend for many years now.

warnings: 18+, age gap, forbidden relationship, mentions of blood, pet names, strong language, smut!!

part count: 2/2

it has been a while since that day at the woods with stefan. you had stopped hunting with him. you just stopped all contact with him. you were avoiding him left and right. you needed to move on from him. he’d never want you. and you knew that.

avoiding him was quite hard. since he spent a lot of time at your house, with your father. so you made sure to always be out of the house whenever he came by. you came up with excuses whenever the salvatores invited you guys to their mansion. from having to study for your finals, to made up trips. you soon ran out of excuses.

you were forced to attend a small get together. your father was hosting it. everyone would come. elena, bonnie, caroline, matt, all of your friends. you felt so bad, unintentionally distancing yourself from your friends because of him. so you decided to appear even if it was for a few hours. stefan shouldn’t have this much control over you. it’s time you step up and take decision for yourself. your happiness.

“y/n! it feels like i haven’t seen you in so long!” elena exclaimed once she saw you. you giggled, wrapping your arms around her, embracing her in a tight hug.

“i’m glad to see you’re well.” you replied, grinning at your friend. she smiled, soon walking back to damon’s arms. your eyes locked with stefan’s, the smile on your face disappearing in an instant. you took a deep breath, shaking your head. tonight is about you.

the night has passed fairly quick. you were all sitting on the living room, drinking and catching up. the mikaelsons came back to mystic falls, after many years of living in new orleans. you wondered if they came to stay. your thoughts were soon interrupted by matt.

“how’s your transition going, y/n? i remember how it was for elena. i hope it’s not as difficult for you.” matt spoke, earning a soft smile from you. matt has always been so caring.

“it’s going well for now! i kinda dig it.” you confessed, elena laughing at your comment.

“at least someone likes it.” elena replied, a giggle leaving your mouth. you remember how hard it was on her. however, you liked it. you liked the thrill, the heightened emotions, everything.

“and the feeding?” bonnie shyly asked. she knew it was a sensitive topic. you sighed softly, feeling stefan’s eyes on you.

“caroline had been helping me hunt animals for now— just not ready for human blood.” you chuckled breathlessly, everyone nodding in understanding. however, you heard stefan chuckle under his breath, probably thinking how ridiculous it was, that you were avoiding him to the point of getting caroline to train you instead. it was absurd to him.

“you’re missing out.” damon said across the room. you rolled your eyes at him. you were about to reply. that was until your father spoke.

“y/n, dear. can you please go get some more liquor?” asked your father. you nodded, standing up from your seat and heading over towards the kitchen. you made it to the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing another bottle of liquor.

“it’s been a while since i last saw you, love.” you heard kol say behind you. you smiled, turning around to face him. he looked exactly the same. you hadn’t seen him since he left mystic falls, you were about eighteen by then.

“you haven’t changed at all, kol.” you smiled, leaning over the kitchen counter. kol chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving yours.

“well, you have. you have grown into a gorgeous young woman.” kol said softly, making your cheeks flush. you looked down, attempting to hide your obvious blush. it just felt so good to be seen as a woman.

“you think so?” you asked, insecurity running through your entire body. kol tilted his head in confusion. he couldn’t understand why you’d even ask something like that.

“of course, darling. why would you even think you’re not?” he asked, walking closer to you, placing a strand of your hair behind your ear. he lifted up your chin, truly bewildered at your comment. you were absolutely beautiful.

“what is it? is your boyfriend not appreciating you enough?” kol asked, and you laughed at his comment.

“boyfriend?”

“don’t you have a boyfriend?”

“of course not.” you replied, laughing. kol was dumbfounded.

“of course not?” he repeated, mostly baffled by the way you talked about yourself. how could such an attractive woman put herself down so much?

“do you want one?” kol asked, his eyes never leaving yours. your mouth almost dropped at his words.

“w—what?” you asked, stunned by the way kol seemed to be acting. you were truly shocked at the fact that the kol mikaelson, the extremely handsome original vampire, seemed to be flirting with you. you saw kol smirk, leaning down.

“well, do you?” he asked. you couldn’t hide your utter amusement. your cheeks red and warm. you giggled, looking down once again. kol chuckled, his hand now on your waist. you didn’t know how to feel about this. you didn’t knew how it felt to be looked at, and desired by anyone.

it felt so good.

“let me know if you happen to chance your mind, gorgeous. i’ll make it worth your while.” kol said, planting a soft kiss to your cheek. you bit your lip, trying your hardest to hide a smile. he chuckled, noticing your behavior.

“cute.” kol said, taking the liquor bottles into his hands and walking away from you, back to the living room. on his way out, he locked eyes with stefan, who was just standing by the door frame of the kitchen. stefan had listened. and he was unexplainably enraged. stefan walked closer to you, yet you hadn’t noticed him yet. you only stood, with a hand where kol’s lips just were. which made him even more furious.

“what the fuck are you doing?” stefan spoke up. you looked up, startled by him. you hadn’t noticed him until now. you sighed. you didn’t want to deal with this.

“not now, stefan.” you breathed out, already exhausted and the conversation hadn’t even started. you tried walking away from him, yet he held you back. you looked at him, shocked.

“why were you flirting with him?— he’s dangerous, what the hell are you thinking?” he asked, anger in his voice. you shook his hand off you, now irritated by him.

“why do you care?”

“i just do.”

“sure you do.” you replied, attempting to walk away from him again, yet to no avail.

“don’t you dare walk away from me— why have you been avoiding me?” stefan asked, annoyed by the way you were acting. you looked at him, amused.

“are you being serious?” you asked. stefan sighed, letting go off your arm. “you said i make you sick.”

“i did not say that.” he argued, towering over you. you laughed bitterly in reply.

“yeah, well, that’s what you implied.” you replied. stefan ran a hand through his head in annoyance. why were you acting like this?

“why are you acting like such a brat?” he asked through his teeth, he could feel his anger increase by the minute. you chuckled.

“i’m just a kid, remember?” you replied, angrily. you smiled sarcastically at him. that was the comment that broke something inside of him.

“is that what this is about, huh?” stefan asked, chuckling under his breath, pushing you against the counter. his two arms blocking your escape routs, as he leaned over you. “answer me, sweetheart.”you looked down at the ground. you were undeniably nervous, he was so dangerously close. you could smell his strong cologne. this was dangerous and you knew that.

“you just don’t— you don’t notice me.” you confessed, shyly. you frowned at your own words. “i’m a big girl now, stefan, but you only think of me as a kid, and it hurts, okay?” you said, looking up to meet his eyes. stefan only listened to you talk.

“i’m so in love with you, and you just don’t notice me, you— you never will.” you finished, looking down once again. stefan exhaled, hating himself for making you feel like this.

“oh, baby. is that what you think?” stefan whispered softly, his finger lifting up your chin to meet his eyes. “of course i notice you. i would notice you in a room full of people.” you tilted your head, confused.

“but you— you said—” you said, recalling that day at the woods. stefan interrupted you.

“i know what i said, alright? i didn’t mean any of that. it’s just— how do you think i feel? i’m crazy about my best friend’s daughter, for fucks sake.” stefan confessed. you froze in place.

crazy about you?

“i think about you every second of everyday. of how sweet you must taste, how gorgeous your moans must sound. fuck— you just don’t get it.” stefan said, his head leaning back, sighing. you were speechless, yet you kept getting wet by every word that left his lips.

“it’s wrong, i know it is. and your father’s going to fucking kill me. but god, i need to have you— need you to be mine.” stefan said, almost in a whisper, leaning down, his lips just hovering over yours.

“stefan…” you whimpered, squeezing your legs together. you couldn’t believe this was happening. stefan looked at your seductively.

“what is it, baby? you want me to stop, mhm?” stefan teased, his lips now leaving soft kisses by your neck. you bit your lip, hiding your moans. you cursed under your breath, shaking your head.

“then jump, baby.” stefan said, before helping you sit in the counter. his lips quickly attached to yours, kissing you with hunger. he wanted you so bad. “god, you don’t know how much i have fantasized about you, about this.” stefan said, his lips still attached to yours, you moaned into his mouth. you just can’t believe this.

“stefan— not here, we can’t—” you managed to speak between moans. stefan interrupted you by a rough kiss in your lips, his tongue completely dominated against yours. you just had the sweetest taste.

“i’ll be fast, i promise. i just need to taste you right now.” stefan said after breaking the kiss. he started kneeling in front of you, pulling your legs apart. he cursed under his breath, by the sight of your damped underwear. you were so thankful you wore a short skirt that night. stefan bit his lip, moving your underwear to the side, revealing your glistening cunt.

stefan didn’t lose another second and tasted you. his tongue licked you fully, moaning at your taste. you tasted heavenly. his mouth devoured you, as if he was a thirsty, dying man. your hands were tangled on his hair, and your legs rested on his strong shoulders. stefan’s hands laid on your thighs, holding you in place, making sure you wouldn’t pull away from him. he was far from being done with you.

“oh my god…” you moaned under your breath, needing to be quiet. but it was so difficult when stefan knew exactly what he was doing. he knew how to eat you out just right. you were in pure bliss, your eyes rolling back into your head, overwhelmed by the pleasure. it wasn’t just the way he was sucking, and licking your folds, but also the fact that it was him.

“you taste so much better than i imagined, doll. going to be so fucking addicted to you.” stefan grunted against your core. his lips sucking you desperately. you were a dream come true to stefan. he knew it was wrong. even if you were an adult, it somehow felt wrong. but he couldn’t stop the obvious attraction he felt towards you, after you became this breathtaking, mouthwatering woman.

“gonna come— please.” you whispered, the grip on his hair tightening, as you pushed him deeper into your core. his mouth worked wonders on you, until you came in his mouth. stefan licked you clean, as if he didn’t want to stop, because he didn’t. he stood back up, licking his lips afterwards. he bit his bottom lip, now standing between your open legs, his bulge brushing against you. you gasped.

“you’re mine. my girl— are we clear?” stefan said sternly, his face in the crook of your neck, planting sloppy kisses. your hand ran to his hair yet again, moaning silently.

“yours.” you whimpered in reply, nodding your head. “i’ve always been.” you finished, panting still. your other hand resting in his strong chest. stefan pulled away from your neck and looked at you, smirking. his thumb softly rubbed your bottom lip, a small grin on his face.

“such a good girl.”

#tvd #the vampire diaries #stefan salvatore x y/n #stefan salvatore x reader #tvd stefan #stefan salvatore #stefan salvatore smut #stefan salvatore angst #damon salvatore x y/n #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore imagine #stefan salvatore imagine #tvd smut #tvd imagine

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splatooshy · 4 months

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tvdu headcanons

yes these are completely correct, no i do not take criticism. either compliment me and my clever thoughts or walk away.

damon

- pretends his initials stand for ‘damon fucking salvatore.’

- Humanity isn’t something Damon lacks. He ignores it sometimes, but he did that when he was human too

- shy. so PAINFULLY shy. that didn’t change until post 70s.

- fav colour is jade green.

- born in italy, then lily had multiple miscarriages over 5 years and giuseppe decided they would move to america for better prospects, and stefan was born in mf.

- giuseppe despised anything ‘foreign’, and would lock damon in the cellar when he slipped up. never mind that damon didn’t really know any english.

- named his first horse (a shetland pony) sir handsome. loved his horses. hated people, loved animals.

- bibliophile. brains over brawn.

- gets banned from new orleans every few decades. marcel HATES him. also was in nola in 1914, freya and kol both took pity on him/ befriended damon after he managed to piss off the witches AND marcel in one day.

- always had the most inconvenient crushes as a human. the first was the daughter of some middle class storekeeper when he was eight. the second was emily bennett (his secret bff) and the third was a dude with a horse when he was a teenager. stablehand/riding instructor/ young gent passing through, named sebastian. giuseppe caught the boys fooling around one day and promptly shot sebastian in the head, before beating damon within an inch of his life (WOAH I WROTE THIS SO CASUALLY). damon never fully recovered.

- finds grimoires to bring to his favourite witch at the time. often the spells are super wacky and mostly useless.

- chatty and clingy drunk.

- after augustines, physically cant sleep alone, and half the time wakes up only to realise he’s killed his bedpartner (strangling, decap., suffocation etc.)

- in the 30s, he became a professional dancer.

stefan

- fav colour is an icy, glacial blue.

- nobody knows what his first language is. His first few words were either Italian or French, but it’s not certain which one. of course, giuseppe locked damon in the cellar for that.

- first horse was sir handsome, a hand-me-down from damon. loved both people and animals, but most of all loved when damon was introducing him to the animals.

- actually the cutest little child ever. big green eyes and floppy blonde-ish hair. looked like a five-year-old until he was 13? 14? and then suddenly shot up really quick.

- bull in a china shop. brawn over brains.

- the ‘ripper’ was created by lexi. she isolated and abused stefan, manipulating him into whatever she wanted.

- chronic migraine sufferer.

- as a human, he physically could not eat when nervous, which just so happened to be 80% of the time.

- rarely gets drunk but is a very outgoing and slutty drunk.

- lizard brain blood lusty ripper stefan only speaks italian.

- model aeroplane / train / car kind of guy.

- tumbled down into a well twice as a human.

- built the engine for the first automobile, passed it onto henry ford.

enzo

- likes the challenge of getting his way without resorting to compulsion (which is cheating.)

- has the stickiest fingers. he didn’t become a little street urchin in london without picking up some skills.

- turned by jack the ripper in 1888. approached him mid-murder.

- physically incapable of hating damon. and believe me, he’s tried.

- after augustines, physically cant sleep alone, and half the time wakes up only to realise he’s killed his bedpartner (strangling, decap., suffocation etc.)

klaus

- went to college a few times to study art. ended up stabbing the teacher [with a paintbrush] because they critiqued his work.

- was tsar nicholas 2 as a joke, purposely ended the dynasty.

elijah

- slipped ecstasy into klaus’ drink in the 80s just to see what would happen.

rebekah

- had a habit of accidentally wandering as a kid.

- clairvoyant / clairsentient.

- very partial to throwing knives.

kol

- bffs with charles 2, gets knighted (inspired by that episode of parks and rec where ben and andy meet the rich british guy)

- refers to stefan as klaus’ estranged paramour

- mixes vervain and wolfsbane into joints and such to get klaus to chill the fuck out. and mixing vervain into other drugs and stuff so that they’d affect him - damon joins the operation in 1914.

- was jack the ripper in 1888, saw a man drowning in his own blood in an alleyway, just watching as kol disemboweled a prostitute, before approaching him like ‘please sir, can you spare any change?’ and kol was delighted.

- damon pissed off marcel in 1914 and kol decided at that moment they were best friends.

- BIG fan of the ottoman empire. it only collapsed because kol was daggered.

- has grimoires full of odd spells.

alaric

- owns vervain coated knuckle dusters

- basically begs damon to talk history with him.

elena

- pre-accident: queen bee and she knew it. at her core, she is self-centred and used to getting her way. this only changes with her parents’ accident, but eventually elena reverts back into her old self.

- refers to katherine as her identical grandmother

[ - bitchy stares. not even an rbf, her face is just super expressive and you can tell when she’s judging you ]

caroline

- was second to elena all her life, and elena knew how to fuel that envy of caroline’s. but then elena’s parents died and caroline was finally #1, except stefan shows up and it’s back to the elena show again.

[ - well-meaning but tone deaf ]

both elena and caroline are just those bitchy popular girls.

[ bonnie ]

[ i have so many for her but a lot are completely against canon so here’s the ones that could be ]

[ - best cheerleader on the squad // the older girls adopted her as their flyer from day 1 ]

[ - because she’s tiny, yanno? ]

[ - known as the ‘i dunno her but she seems nice’ one, the ‘quiet, seems really sweet but i think she hates me’ one and ‘elena’s minion’ ]

[ - but she’s actually more popular overall ‘cause she does all the volunteering / xtra curricular stuff with caroline and she’s not in your face about it ]

[ - has very weirdly specific daily rituals as to what she eats and when on which day (waffle wednesday), what pyjamas she wears, how her pillows are arranged, etc. ]

[ - she didn’t even notice she did all of that until she was at a sleepover and the other kid’s mum made a different breakfast to what she would usually have on that day and bonnie was like ‘hmm. i seem to be uncomfortable with this. why is that?’ but sucked it up and ate her breakfast without saying anything ]

#tvd #damon salvatore #denzo #elijah mikaelson #tvd fanfiction #bi damon salvatore #elena gilbert #stefan salvatore #caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #enzo st. john #kol mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #headcanon

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Vol.1 Arrival In Angel Falls Ch.3 Out On The Town Pt.6

Ever followed Tesla into the tailor, where she dropped her hand, calling out into the seemingly empty store. “Hello?” She walked up to the counter and Ever looked around the store. There were racks all around the shop with clothes hung from them and from the walls in plastic sheets. Or on display on mannequins showing off the handiwork of the tailor. There was a repeated chiming followed by, “Helllooo?”

“I’m coming! I’m coming!” A female voice said, sounding exasperated at the repeated bell ringing, causing Ever to turn toward the counter watching as an older woman came out of the back room. She had messy blonde hair pulled up into a haphazard bun and blue eyes framed behind round glasses. She had a measuring tape draped over her neck as she made her way around the counter. She looked at them both before saying. “Are either of you an Ever Moore?”

Ever raised their hand. “I am.”

“Well, then you're just on time! You’re scheduled for my mid-morning time-slot.” She moved over to where there were three full-length mirrors that looked like they folded in on each other and a wooden stool. “Just come stand here, and we can get started.” Ever moved to stand on the stool when the woman clapped her hands, speaking loudly and suddenly. “Oh wait! Before we get started, you should probably try this on. I might need to make some adjustments.” The woman handed Ever a package wrapped in brown paper. Ever turned it over in their hands as the woman continued. “I have dressing rooms near the back.”

She gestured to the curtains that covered the small rooms near the back of the room and Ever nodded before heading toward them. They pulled the curtains back and entered the room, letting the curtain fall back into place. Opening the package, Ever let out a shocked gasp as the brown paper fell to the ground. There, made from rough beige fabric with silver hooks and latches, was a binder. They couldn’t even begin to imagine how the tailor had known that this was what they wanted, no, what they needed, let alone how to make it, but here it was. Ever removed their shirt, donning the magical item that somehow made them feel more at home in their own body. Looking at themselves in the mirror, they ran their fingers over their chest as a smile pulled at their lips at how flat it was. Ever felt like a different person, a better person, but that didn’t answer how the tailor had known how to make this for them.

Exiting the dressing room holding their shirt in their hand, Ever looked at the tailor who was going through the racks of clothes. “Hey, how did you know to make this for me?”

She looked up at Ever eyeing them as she took the needle she held between her lips. “When Julia called to make your appointment, she was very adamant that I have that ready for you when you arrive.” She moved over to another rack of clothes and began going through them as well. “I didn’t know what it was she wanted me to make, but she was very specific on the details and, after a rather long phone call, I’d gotten the idea.” She pulled a shirt off the rack and looked at Ever. “Is it too tight or too loose? I added extra latches so you could adjust it if need be.”

Ever looked down at their chest, shaking their head. “No, it’s perfect.”

“Alright, then we can get started. Stand up there.” She said, pointing to the stool which Ever stepped up on as the woman began to get ready. “Spread your arms out.” Ever did as they were told, noticing that the shirt she had gotten from the rack hung on a hook along with a vest and a pair of black slacks. They suddenly remembered something very embarrassing that they really didn’t want to say out loud.

Their face flushed as they spoke, “Um…I, uh, I don’t have any underwear on or at all really. Do you have some?”

“Of course. It’ll be a couple more copper on your bill, but that shouldn’t be a problem.” She wrapped the measuring tape around Ever’s waist. “My name's Taylor, by the way! Was gonna call my shop Taylor’s Tailor, but really that just seemed a little too easy.” Taylor continued to talk as she measured them, and Ever nodded along with her until she called out. “Alright. That should do it. I’ll get you those undergarments and get to work making the adjustments on these clothes. It should take about an hour or so.”

Ever stepped off the stool and Taylor handed them a couple pairs of cotton underwear, taking the clothes from the hooks and moving to the back. Ever put on a pair of underwear in the dressing room, not bothering to put the pants back on. They placed the remaining three pairs and Tesla’s shorts on the counter before taking their place next to Tesla and spending the next hour and a half people watching.

Taylor came out of the back, the clothes held over her shoulder. “Get back on the stool.” Ever stepped onto the stool, and Taylor slipped the white dress shirt over Ever’s arms. She let it sit on their shoulders and Ever pulled their hair out from under the shirt as the tailor moved around to their front. She buttoned the shirt up, stepping away, placing her hands on her hips looking proud. “Move your arms and tell me how it feels.”

Ever moved their arms, rotating their shoulders in circles and moving them back and forth. “It feels good. It’s not too tight.”

“Perfect!” Taylor smiled, clapping her hands together before she took the pants off the copper wire hanger and handing them to Ever. The drifter slipped their legs into the pants pulling them on, struggling with the small copper button through the hole but, eventually, they managed. Taylor ran her thumb along the inside of the hem of their pants, humming slightly. “A little too big, but nothing a belt can’t fix.” She stood up and pulled the vest off the hook. “Try this on while I find you a belt.”

Taylor tossed the vest at Ever, who barely managed to catch it as she moved over to a wall that was covered in belts hanging on hooks. They looked down at the vest, which was made of a silky black fabric with two silver buttons. They pulled the vest, buttoning it up with a little less difficulty than they had with their pants before tucking their shirt into their pants just as Taylor came bounding over with a belt in hand. “Here.” She handed this to Ever and moved over to Tesla. “Now about payment. The total cost is gonna be 12 silver coin and 3 copper.”

Ever threaded the belt through loops as the sound of rustling fabric and clinking metal was heard as Tesla requested. “Can I get a receipt?”

“Of course,” Taylor replied as Ever fastened the belt buckle and stepped off the stool. Tesla folded up her clothes and shoved them in her bag as Taylor wrote up a receipt.

Ever looked down at their feet looking at the slightly too tight loafer and then back up at Taylor who had just handed Tesla a receipt, “Do you have any shoes?”

“Oh right! That was part of the order.” She stood up and moved into the back, returning holding a cardboard box marked with a simple 7. “Try this one on.” She opened the box and inside were a pair of brown leather boots. Ever reached in pulling out the left shoe and Ever slipped out of the loafer before slipping into the boot. The boot fit rather well and was easy enough to get in and out of. “Oh, you need some stockings, don’cha?”

After adding a sock to their ensemble, Ever took in their appearance in the three-way mirror. They looked like they had always wanted to look, except for one thing. Ever twirled a strand of hair orange around their finger. ‘Just one more thing and then I’ll be me.’

Tapas --- Substack ---- Ko-Fi

#Angel Falls #Ever Moore #Telsa Kol #Light Novel Inspired #Anime Inspired #Writblr #writers on tumblr #Original Writing #Original Story #Original Characters

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buckybarnesb-tch · 2 years

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Alpha!Klaus M. x Preg- Omega!Reader HC’s

~When he found out you were pregnant he lost his God damn mind

•You momentarily had to wonder if vampires could go into shock as he froze in a way you had never seen Klaus freeze, still as a statue for about 30 seconds until you tried to walk away. You had been planning to go call Elijah for help but Klaus thought you were leaving and as you got to the door his arms wound around your waist stopping you in your tracks

•"Where do you think you're going Little Wolf?"

"I think I was going to call Elijah to make sure you were okay, glad you've rejoined the land of the living...please tell me you want it because I'm not getting rid of her."

"Are you joking?!" He seemed truly upset and you thought he was going to begin listing all of the reasons you were making a horrible choice.

"Please don't-"

"Of course you're not getting rid of our child! I mean of course it's 100% your choice but I would be devastated if you didn't want this. Don't worry love, everything is going to be okay, I'm going to take care of everything! We need to get you checked out by a doctor, preferably a supernatural one, I think Elijah can help with that. We're going to need to move you out of this apartment and into the mansion with me, finally!" He crouched down to face your stomach, lifting your shirt and kissing just above your belly button. "Thank you my little Princess for finally making your Mommy move in with Daddy, she's been fighting me on that for far too long-"

"Because your family is a lot!"

"Don't speak of my Littlest Wolfs aunts and Uncles like that! Even if you are right." He stood back up, wrapping his arms back around you and rubbing your butt just how he knew you liked. "We need to set up the room next to ours as a nursery, get it painted a nice color, I can do some skylines, maybe some fun animals for her, I'm sure she'll love it. We'll get a great crib, a rocking chair so she can sleep in my arms and never use said crib, I'll send Rebekah for clothes, you won't have to worry about anything, I promise my love! She's going to love everything we-wait...how do you know it's a she?" You broke down laughing at that point, unable to stop at the innocent look on the face of your hybrid Alpha before responding.

"I just feel it." He placed his hand over yours on your stomach and kissed your head.

"Im sure you're right."

•You we're completely moved in with ALL of your stuff from your apartment in under an hour, putting everything in the already empty drawers and seeing how long Klaus had been waiting for you to move in with him.

~His siblings were very supportive, they had loved you since the moment Klaus introduced you to them, all loving how you calmed their brother in a way they had never seen before

•Elijah was sure from the moment he saw you that you were the redemption he had always believed existed for his younger brother and the moment you told him you were pregnant his heart soared. Elijah loved his family more than anything else in the world and the idea of adding a new member to it was everything he could have hoped for since the day they found Freya. He helped Niklaus with the nursery as much as his hybrid brother would allow before turning to you and being sure to check on you at least 45 times a day, sometimes 46.

•Freya was thrilled. She was psyched at the idea of training a new Mikaelson witch, even if she had quite a few years to go before that, excited to see how happy her little brother was as he waited on you hand and foot, even when you needed nothing. She put a silencing spell on your room for you so you could get some peace and quiet as well as a lock charm on the door that not even Klaus could break, much to his displeasure. You didn't use it much but as the mood swings got worse you knew it would come in handy.

•Kol tried to seem indifferent and everyone thought he was, everyone but you. You noticed how he watched you the next morning as you walked through the kitchen, Klaus was still in bed otherwise he would be the one watching you like a hawk so Kol took it upon himself, discreetly. You hadn't had any morning sickness today and were actually hungry so you began making French toast for yourself, getting everything out and just as you cracked the shell, getting a smell of the raw eggs, your stomach turned and you gagged, turning to find a trash bucket right in front of you in your brother in laws hands. You doubled over it, taking it from him and he took hold of your hair, pulling it up into a messy bun.

•"Why don't I make the French toast for you Y/n, okay? You go sit at the counter."

"Oh...thank you Kol, that's very helpful." You washed your mouth out in the sink before drying your face and taking hold of the coffee pot when it was snatched out of your grasp.

"No you don't! No coffee for the pregnant lady, I think Nik picked you up some juice at the store yesterday. Sit, I'll get it." You were stunned but couldn't help your smile, nodding and hopping into the seat at the island counter. At that moment you felt familiar hands around you and a kiss on your cheek.

"Good morning Little Wolf, how are you feeling?" Apple juice was then set down in front of you by the youngest Mikaelson brother and you took a big gulp, seeing a shocked look on Klaus' face.

"I'm okay, Kol is making me French toast cause the smell of the eggs made me sick, isn't that sweet?" Klaus snorted and Kol grumbled as he began frying the egg covered bread but you knew he was happy to do it either way.

•Rebekah was the only one who treated you no different, knowing you would prefer it like that. The only difference she had was the shopping addiction, which in retrospect wasn’t really a difference, the only difference was the clothes weren’t for her. You had an outfit for EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. of your baby's first year of life by the end of the week.

•"It's all necessary Y/n."

"Rebekah, she'll grow out of them before she can even wear everything!"

"Well then you're just going to have to have more than one!" With that thought in mind Klaus was even happier, taken by the idea of breeding you full of another baby the second you gave birth to this one. DAMMIT REBEKAH!

~If you thought Klaus was protective before, think again. He was down right POSSESSIVE now

•He took you to Starbucks later that week to get you a shaken tea with lemonade, your favorite drink that wasn't coffee as, like Kol, he refused to let you drink that anymore and he had sat you at a table while he went to grab your drinks. A second later you saw a man before you, a coffee cup in his grasp and a bright smile on his face as he looked at you, commenting quickly on how gorgeous you looked today.

•"Isn't she just? Pregnancy suits my lovely girl so much, just like your neck at a 90 degree angle is going to suit you if you don't get the fuck away from her right now." The calm way he said it was the startling thing and the man was gone faster than you thought a human could be.

•He got irritated every time one of his siblings helped you with anything. He was distracted by the nursery he was painting so Elijah and Kol had been waiting on you practically hand and foot, and though it was driving you insane it was pissing Niklaus off.

•“She’s having my baby! Not yours! Stop doing my job!” You overheard him screaming at his brothers one morning, thinking you were still in bed and realizing Elijah had made you breakfast.

“Nik, they just want to help.” Rebekah defended, even though she found the whole thing comical.

“She’s my Omega, I’m supposed to take care of her-“

“And YOUR Omega is carrying OUR niece, we want to help. We’re not saying you can’t do it Niklaus, but you’ve been busy making sure your daughters nursery is perfect, let us assist while you do that.”

“Yeah, you can still take care of everything your Omega needs in the bedroom, we won’t take that from you.” Kol teased and you instantly knew that was your moment to come in, before someone gets injured.

“Good morning!” You shouted and everyone turned to greet you except your Alpha who was already facing his brother and just before he moved you shoved your way into his arms. “It was a joke Alpha, just a joke. Breathe.”

~Your Alpha was sure to warn every single potential enemy away from you, The Salvatore’s, Tyler Lockwood, the Bennett witch, Everyone!

•You had escaped one morning before anyone woke up, just wanting to go out alone and as you got to the grille and ordered your breakfast omelet full or cheese and bacon that you were craving you were joined in your booth by Damon Salvatore.

•“Omega.” He greeted, as if it was some kind of nickname.

“Call me that again and I will have my Alpha tear out your tongue and shove it up your asshole.” He rolled his eyes, but nodded none the less.

“Apologies. Look, I’m here to ask that you keep him on a shorter leash.” You looked up at him strangely as your plate was placed on the table along with your soda. “He’s threatening everyone left and right for doing absolutely nothing. Say what you will about how much we hate the Mikaelson’s but we would never hurt an Omega, let alone a pregnant one just to hurt them.” You knew Niklaus had spoken to them but you didn’t know it was to this extent.

“Okay, I’ll talk to him. However if I find out this is a lie I will kill you myself, I won’t need his help.” Damon nodded his head, jumping up and darting off quickly as you saw Nik run in with Elijah behind him, sighing in relief when he saw you.

“You can’t do that love, I thought you were hurt! What…was Damon here? I’ll kill-“

“Nikky. Stop. He told me how much you’re going out of your way to threaten them and I really don’t think they have an interest in me. Leave them alone. If you find out they’re up to something that’s different but stop trying to make people hate us more, it’s going to put our daughters life in danger even more.” He looked to be taking what you were saying to heart and you took his hand in yours. “Order something and have breakfast with me…and order me more hash browns.” He couldn’t hide his smile as you said this, going back to your food as Elijah flagged down the waitress, joining you as well.

~The day Klaus met his daughter he fell completely in love and you knew you would be having more children if not just to see that look on his face again.

•You had decided to call her Hope and everyone fell in love with the name.

•Your Alpha didn’t even want her to sleep in her crib and she didn’t. He laid her on your bed nestled safely in the pillows so he could tend to her instantly when she cried. When you finally put your foot down about her sleeping in her crib, you found him, quite often, not in your bed and sleeping on the floor in her room.

•He adored her, as did everyone and there was never a moment Hope wasn’t in someone’s arms.

•You had to throw a fit one day before everyone seemed to realize you wanted to hold your own baby, the scared looks on these Original vampires faces would have been funny if you hadn’t been so pissed. The apology you got later was one reserved for you, a genuine apology from your Alpha would be worth its weight in gold to anyone else but you demanded it and he knew it. It was the first night he slept in your bed all night, letting you tend to Hope when you heard her cry on the baby monitor.

•Your Alpha was happy. Truly happy, never believing having a daughter would be possible.

•“She’s gonna be a Daddy’s girl. Practically already is.” You told him, standing beside him as he stood in her doorway, watching her sleep.

“She’s going to adore you Little Wolf.” I nodded.

“I know, I’m her mom, she’d better but…I just figure we’re gonna need to try again if I want to have a little Momma’s boy, I’ve always wanted a son.” I admitted and he looked down at me, barely disguising the hopeful look on his face.

“Do you mean it? Really, you want-“

“I think we should get started right away.” I had barely finished the sentence when I was scooped off of my feet and hauled to our bedroom, right passed Elijah.

“We’ll start cleaning out another bedroom tomorrow, shall we?” He asked and as he slammed the door he shouted back.

“The room next to Hope’s will be perfect.”

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rekaning · 9 months

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The Housekeeper | Part 3 | Elijah Mikaelson x Reader

Additional tags: Human!Mikaelsons, Modern!AU, Housekeeper!Reader, no use of Y/N Pairings: Elijah Mikaelson x Reader, The Originals x Reader (Platonic) Summary: You and Elijah gradually spend more time together with an added surprise visit.

Previously: Part 1 | Part 2

The professional relationship since your moment of connection with Elijah, morphed into something you hadn't foreseen.

Normally every morning when you'd arrive at the estate, you reported immediately to Elijah. He'd list a few things that needed to be completed by the end of the day, not really giving you a time limit for them, merely that they would need to be done before you left his home. Sometimes, he didn't have any tasks that required your attention at that moment and so you'd go about doing other menial jobs, such as cleaning the vast amount of rooms in the building, vacuuming or mopping the hallways and corridors, or dusting off the decor on the walls and shelves.

Now, when you arrived at the manor, besides Elijah giving you his to-do list, he always made some time for small-talk. You were more than happy to partake in getting to speak with him more. Even with the smallest of things, you found that it gave you more insight into how Elijah would think about things or what topics he found important or interesting. You would ask him about different undertakings his winery business was dealing with, and while he couldn't divulge too much information about ongoing deals and projects, he would let you know that things were proceeding well, or that one thing or another had fallen through but he was handling it well enough.

In turn, he would ask you about the projects that Freya and Kol were operating. He had heard from both his siblings that you were following up on their projects every so often, talking to either of them for hours on end about the discoveries they'd made at their current dig site in El Salvador. You had been especially animated about possible Mayan ruins that had been found near the site and were having a blast speculating with Kol about the implications of those ruins being there.

Apart from your morning chit-chats, Elijah also made it a point to insisting that you eat your lunch with him.

Usually, in the occasions that he was incredibly busy, you would take the lunch you made and leave it on a portable table next to his office desk—so as not to disturb the vast amount of paper work on the ornate dark mahogany—and leave him be until he would text you to let you know that you could go back in to pick up the empty plates.

However, in moments where he had time to sit and enjoy his meal and not just partake in the act of eating as a way to maintain sustenance, he would sit at the kitchen island and have his meal there, away from his computer and all the files and paper mess in his office. In those times, you would give him his space and leave the kitchen to have your own lunch in the dining room, which was incredibly too large for one person. Elijah, the day after he had played the piano for you, had let you know that it was okay to have lunch in the kitchen island, where you normally did.

You had protested for a moment but he had cut you off and instead asked you to eat lunch with him. You had no idea that he could mimic the puppy dog look but the way his eyes widened innocently and the way his lips formed into a pout, it was impossible for you to resist his request.

The two of you got to know each other more during these moments. He would regale you with tales of the shenanigans that he and his brothers, and occasionally his sisters, would get up to. He told of the rough patches he and his brothers had gone through, especially in the case of their father, Mikael.

To your horror, their father was not especially loving to any of his sons, least of all to Klaus. It was not widely known, but Klaus was actually only their half-brother, and that their mother had an affair with another. The scandal had been kept under wraps but tensions arose between Mikael and his wife Esther. The two never divorced however and went on to have Kol, Rebekah, and Henrik. However, Mikael's distaste of Niklaus had grown exponentially within that time that Finn, having moved away from his parents and began his humanitarian projects, convinced his younger brother to move in with him, until he was ready to go off on his own.

Your heart felt for him, hearing how tormented Klaus had been by his step-father, you finally knew where his distrust and paranoia had likely stemmed from.

Elijah knew the history of his family was difficult for you sometimes, so the moments where he felt you would need a break from that, he would ask you questions about your own mother, your upbringing, how school life had been before your housekeeping career.

You loved talking about your mom. It brought back so many wonderful memories with her. It helped keep her at the front of your mind, there was no fear of forgetting her anytime soon. You would happily show Elijah some picture from your phone's photo album of the few trips you took, one of which, you had traveled to El Salvador at the same location that Freya and Kol were currently at.

He enjoyed seeing you talk about her. Hearing the sheer love and admiration that you felt for her, the type of woman she was, Elijah couldn't imagine how losing her had impacted you. He hesitated to ask but one day he did. Your smile, which up until that point, had been burning bright, waned at his question.

"Forgive me, you need not answer that." He said quickly, trying to dispel the melancholy that had fallen over the kitchen.

You shook your head, "No, no, it's okay. I understand your curiosity."

You clasped your hands together, fingers tapping silent rhythms onto your skin, "It was pretty sudden. Nothing terribly tragic but, um, it was a heart attack."

You bit at your bottom lip, "One morning, I said, 'I'll see you later' and the next thing I know, I get a call from the general hospital saying that she's gone."

Elijah could hear the crack in your voice, could see how you gripped at your hands to keep you grounded and not crumble at the the thought of such a horrible moment in your life. He reached out, placing his larger hands on yours, and squeezed with such tenderness that you almost didn't feel any pressure from his grip.

"I can not begin to imagine what that must be like. I am sorry you had to go through such a thing alone." He said softly. The deep timbre of his voice was soothing, a warm balm to the familiar ache of loss from remembering your mother's passing.

It didn't help ease the profound sadness but having him there was a comfort in and of itself. Knowing you weren't alone with your grief.

You mustered up a small smile, "It still stings. I don't think that feeling will ever really go away, but it's a lot less than before." You turned over your hands from under his hold, his larger ones opening to allow you to move them, but you grabbed onto his fingers before he could pull away.

"Thank you, Elijah." You squeezed his digits, a warmth spreading through your chest at how his skin felt against yours. You hoped the forming heat you could feel on your cheeks wasn't visible to him.

"Anyone home!?"

The unexpected voice startled the both of you, causing you and Elijah to move your hands away from each other. You and he swivled your heads over to the footsteps you could hear coming from the direction of the entrance.

The head of a young looking man, features resembling Elijah, Kol and Finn, poked into the kitchen where you two were sat. His eyes were a striking baby blue, with prominent brows. His lips were spread in a resting smile.

"Henrik!" You turned to Elijah, who quickly stood from his stool, face lit up with a wide smile at the sight of his youngest brother.

You were quickly coming to love seeing Elijah's face like that, if your racing heart was anything to go by.

The younger man, Henrik, grinned just as widely and raced over the rest of the way to tackle his brother into a bear hug. The two men chuckled heartily and you couldn't stop the smile spreading across your face at seeing the genuine happiness both of them were exuding at the moment.

They parted after a moment, Elijah anchoring a hand to Henrik's shoulder, "Let me look at you!" He scanned his little brother top to bottom, "You've grown again over the last 8 months!"

Henrik laughed aloud and mockingly patted the elder's head, "Or is it that you've shrunk?"

Elijah chuckled at the reply and simply ruffled the young man's hair. He then moved aside, turning back to you and brought a hand to Henrik's back, bringing him forward, "Henrik, I'm sure you've heard of my new housekeeper?"

The youngest Mikaelson grinned at you, nodding as he uttered your name, "Of course I have. Nik told me all about you! It's so nice to finally meet you." He moved forward, outstretching his hand. You took it in yours and gave him a firm two shakes, "All good things, I hope."

He nodded enthusiastically, "For sure! Well, coming from Nik, it was all said with a hint of suspicion, but that's par for the course for him. Bekah and Reya are much more reliable and they couldn't stop singing your praises."

You laughed at his admittance, "I can't imagine what they'd praise me for."

His eyes widened, "Are you kidding, they said you make a mean chicken parmesan," his eyes turned downward, face sheepish as he looked up at you innocently, "I was kinda hoping to try it."

Oh, it seemed that Elijah was not the only one skilled in the 'puppy dog' look.

Your wide eyes looked over to Elijah, seeing his eyes dance with mirth and edge of his lips twitch with amusement.

You snorted, a look of exasperated endearment crossing your features as you looked back at Henrik, eyes narrowed with mock indignance, "I guess I can make it for tonight's dinner."

His face lit up instantly, excitement at the prospect of the rumored 'heavenly chicken parmesan', he pumped a fist into the air and turned around before you could change your mind about tonight's menu.

"I'll be in my room. See you in a bit!" Without looking back, he sped out of the kitchen, his hurried footsteps taking him to the staircase by the entrance.

"He's a bit brazen. I hope you can forgive him." Elijah's baritone broke the silence after Henrik's departure.

You looked at him. His eyes were still glued to where his baby brother had ran off, his face the picture of adoration for the whirlwind of energy that had just ran up the stairs.

You couldn't help but giggle, Elijah's eyes cutting to you at the sound, "There's nothing to forgive. I'm happy to serve. Although," your face turned contemplative as you turned away from him and walked toward the refrigerator, "I'll need to go make a grocery run. I ran out of mozzarella on Tuesday. And need to get some more basil. Actually, I could pair the chicken with some spaghetti. So, I gotta get another jar of sauce...hm, maybe two jars? I wonder how much Henrik eats. Probably two jars then. Oh and gotta get some extra chicken breasts..."

You continued to mutter different ingredients, seeming to have forgotten about Elijah's presence behind you. The action only caused Elijah's face to soften, his eyes following you closely, radiating warmth and tenderness.

He noticed that you tended to hyper-focus on a task that you deemed to be of utmost import. And it filled him with joy that you thought of tending to his siblings as important. You were hired as his housekeeper but that didn't stop you from attending to the wishes of his brothers and sisters. And you did so, not because they were his siblings, but because you genuinely wanted to help and provide in the way only you could.

The more and more he came to know about you the deeper and deeper he was falling in—

Wait.

Was he?

Was this...love?

*** Part 4

Author's note: Dun-dun-duuuuun! The L word!

#elijah mikealson x reader #the originals x reader #elijah mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #freya mikaelson #finn mikaelson #kol mikaelson #alternate universe #human au

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Hey I wanna be really clear about something because I do occasionally reblog stuff wrt Palestine and its current occupation, so if you don't have any interest in politics (because this IS politics, this whole situation is very much NOT about religion) feel free to skip over

But I want to make it absolutely clear that anti-Zionism and antisemitism are not the same thing, and when I reblog things in support of Palestine I am not doing so because I think that Jews are evil. I'm studying Judaism. I'm trying to convert. I hope I'll be ready for that someday. So it is not Jews who've stolen land and killed locals and started a genocide. It is not even, to a certain extent, Israelis who've done this. The country of Israel, our modern understanding of it, was flawed from the beginning, built on colonized land that had been already occupied by the British Empire. It has since been taken over by a far-right extremist government who views the native tribes and people of Palestine as little more than animals, or worse than animals. And what's tragic is that this government is using Jews as their footsoldiers and their scapegoats and their pawns. Promising them a return to a homeland that has been gone for thousands of years. Promising peace and safety to a people who have been hurt and oppressed and murdered and driven out again and again. But you can't buy peace with blood. What Hamas did was horrific and is NOT to be celebrated. But what Israel is doing in response is worse.

Halacha tells us that we have the right to rodef, the right of the pursuer. The actual line is "You shall not stand idly by the blood of your neighbor." In the Talmud, it's decided that "if someone comes to kill you, rise up and kill them first." It's the right to self-defense. What Israel is claiming is that Hamas is SUCH a threat that the deaths of more than 30,000 people, most of which are civilians, most of which are women and children, is justified under Talmudic law.

Right now, the estimate for Israeli casualties (including those killed at the Sukkot gathering) is around 1,139.

The estimate for Palestinian casualties is at least 30,000. Quite possibly more, as some 10,000 are missing. Professor Yagil Levy of the Tel Aviv University estimates that about 61% of that 30,000 is women, children, and the elderly (he places all men over the age of 18 in the "combatant" category and thus are not considered civilians, which is problematic in and of itself).

So where is the line drawn? The Talmud doesn't tell us. But I don't think that the tragic deaths of 1,139 people justifies the wanton and senseless murder of 18,000 women, children, and elderly.

What Israel is doing is horrifying, and it isn't to secure a Jewish homeland, and it isn't in the name of G-d, and it isn't for the continued existence of Jews. It is, plain and simple, an attempt to consolidate power. Netanyahu was (and still is) an extremely disliked Prime Minister. He has put himself into bed with whoever he thinks is most powerful and most likely to keep him in power, which is unfortunately a gaggle of right-wing extremists who are no different, fundamentally, from any other extremist, and who are using Judaism and Jews as a vehicle towards their own enrichment.

I guess what I'm saying here is that in a way, I feel sorry for the Israeli Jews who were told that Israel was the home they had always been promised, but were never told about the strings attached to it. And I wanted to make it absolutely clear that I will not hold with anyone who says that Jews, specifically, are to blame for Gaza, or any other antisemitic statements, because it is not a religious contention.

Oseh shalom bimromav hu ya'aseh shalom aleinu v'al kol yoshvei tevel. Palestine will be free and Jews will know peace again.

#palestine #israel #current events

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