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bamfjinxy · 2 years

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Writing prompts for elijah and elena (updated)

Pt2

1: Elena knowing Morse Code and subconsciously taps her thoughts

Elijah understanding it and tries not to laugh at the insults.

He outwardly chuckles when she Morse Code calling Klaus a puppy due to his need for attention

Warns elijah about champagne

2: Selective mute elena-trauma from car crash- elena learns sign language, uses notepad or phone to speak when she can't.

Elijah knowing it cause he be a historian. Elena being comfortable with him and talks to him.

Knows in an instant that Alaric isn't himself (he knows how to sign), tries to make a deal with Klaus afterwords. (Jenna lives due to this, sicko vamp is scafriced instead)

Signs sorry to Elijah after releasing the dagger, also invites him in the boarding house (Klaus still daggers elijah)

Klaus roadtrip with Stefan still happens, elena doesn't try to follow leads.

Stefan compelled elena to talk during the whole drive off the bridge, causes her to go downward spiral in talking.

Klaus learning it and becomes protective of Elena. (Elena staying with the mikaelsons during the dinner party w/ Salvatores )

Hugs Elijah after entering the mansion after bringing shopping bags for Klaus. (Modern clothing for his brothers and food for her, she talked him into undaggering his sibs, Damon/elijah move up the plan a bit)

Soft-spoken but kinda gruff 'I missed you', Elijah worrying about her here. Klaus happy she talked.

Elena apologies to Rebekah for daggering her, via phone, (knows she doesn't understand sign language yet)

Kol, Finn confused. Esther still shows up but surprised elena is there.

Elijah and Klaus stands between elena and Esther.

During masquerade ball she talks to Finn, Elijah translate for her. (Vamp hearing works wonders sometimes) Finn starts to rethink Esther's plan a bit.

Damon getting tired of Elena using sign language to talk due to her not being comfortable near him. Blows up at Elena about using everything esle to talk but her voice, insults her mutism as an excuse not to talk or to gain sympathy.

Elijah overhearing this sort of snaps, knowing it wasn't her choice to have something like this happen to her. (Punches Damon multiple times, Elena calms him down just by saying his name and shaking her head)

Klaus walking over and tells Damon that Elena only talks to people she's comfortable with or trusts. Snaps the younger vamps neck. Someone drags him out (person optional)

3: Elena being a Phoenix as well and not knowing, she did die in the water with her parents

Heat radiates off her, when she's pissed or upset.

Small chirp/purr Like noise when happy, content, or relaxed and excited.

Has to willingly give her blood, otherwise taste like ashes.

Smells human but with a campfire Overtop of the smell.

Heals quick but not too quick.

Danger senses around ingrained, like Stefan doesn't mean to due her harm but she still doesn't feel safe.

Ergo doesn't date Stefan, but still gets necklace

Compulsion only works half way. Ex: Stefan compelling her to dagger Elijah later on, knows she was compelled but not why. (Makes notes of it the feeling)

Elena having no qualms about dying, though she still could die with vamp blood in system.

Elijah being confused why she doesn't smell completely human, questions the change in body heat when he sees her upset or the little noises he hears when she sounds happy.

Will spend time learning about all the small ticks.

He hates that she doesn't seem to care about dying, she doesn't really know why (instinctively knows she already has multiple times maybe?)

Danger sense for eljiah isn't there. She feels safe with him even when alert around Rose/Trevor.

Never mentions it till she suckered punch Damon for trying to feed her his blood. Will state she never felt safe around him or Stefan not like Elijah. Will try to leave the house. One of Salvatores grab to to make her stop and gets burned due to her anger.

Elena brushing against Elijah but he doesn't get burned.

Elena will somehow get caught on fire, Will not notice it and someone puts it out. Elijah finding out (or was there) and checks to see burns and have there be none.

Elijah makes a connection that Elena is another supernatural creature besids a doppelganger. (Secretly looks at lore for what else she is)

He figures it out after being undaggered after the sacrifice. Protective of her even more so.

Jenna still be alive, cause elena healing her without knowing.

Elena being friends with Rebekah since she left a note in the blondes dress after the daggering happened.

Esther linking spell won't work, Elena forced to give blood still isn't being willingly.

Kol bites her and starts choking a bit on the blood to the point of vomiting. (Thought it would be funny to try and tease elijah and annoy Nik)

Elena looks confused and concerned. Elijah just growls at Kol after wrapping an arm around elena first.

Yes, did the whole mate thing. Phoenix mate for life man (in this prompt anyway)

Elena does make an very elated chirp after Elijah does this. (Not sure anyone told her what she was, up to the writer)

4: Elena having tattooed Viking runes mixed with verian after finding out vampires exsit and just after Alaric arrives in town. Ergo,Elena takes no shit, and is protective.

She gets Elijah's name before she meets him

ᛖᛚᛁᛃᚨᚺ- (elder furthark) on the left side of her neck just a little underneath her jaw

She went to Alaric for history purposes on Vikings and she gets her aunts permission for the tattoos

Caroline and Bonnie go with her, she gets two tats.

She did read the bilbe and the name stuck out to her when she was researching.

ᛒᛁᛋᛋ ᚬᚠᚠ - piss off, on the other side of her neck above the clavicle (younger furthark)

Only Caroline, Jeremy and Bonnie know she used verian ink.

Still wears the necklace Stefan gave her, but will act like she was compelled when it gets taken off.

(Her fascination towards Vikings and the language in general could be up to be debate of why, the idea is elena being an old soul)

Tatia behind the scenes of protecting the younger doppelganger, and thinks both Klaus and Elijah deserve happiness. Shows up in Elena's dreams sometimes (No she won't be pit against brothers, polygamy is a thing though but not for prompt)

Elena does let her family know about vamps, she doesn't want them clueless, plus gilbert journals.

Debating if Elena should also learn sword fighting the thought of her threatening people with sword would be hilarious ex: Logan Fell.

Does break up with Stefan before the masquerade ball (or continues to remain broken up after first time?)

Elijah being a confused but adorable vamp when he sees the runes underneath her jaw but puts it in the back of his mind to save face.

She definitely outs Katherine and moonstone, sure she be scared of the situation of being kidnapped

Pokes Trevor's head with finger, confirming he be dead.

She be forced to leave behind Elijah after he was stabbed. Knew he wasn't going to hurt her.

She does try to offer herself to Klaus the same way. Which does allow her to make deal with Elijah.

She begrudgingly admits Stefan shouldn't be stuck in tomb with Katherine even if he deserves it. (Allowed Jeremy to get hurt trying to get moonstone)

Elena finding vamp supplies in lakehouse and does hold her own with help of stefan when Tyler and Brady show up (she didn't invite Stefan inside cause broke up but did allow him to come to help her get away so she could have a calm moment)

Stefan does warn her what happened at dinner party

When she does dagger elijah she takes his body inside her lake house preventing Damon and stefan from getting him

Klaus bodysnacther with Alaric sees runes and asks about getting them, she looks confused at him knowing he was the one to help her research the Vikings, and admits she felt drawn to them.

She also indirectly mentions she choose the name before meeting Elijah, who was helping her keep her friends and family safe while agreeing to do the ritual as something she feels she needs to do.

Klaus decides to not use the suggested vamp and wolf (different vamp for sacrifice, but Jules for wolf)

(Not sure what to do about decade dance) elena disagrees with plan to kill klaus

Undaggers Elijah and gives him blood bags in lake house while she waits for him to wake, invites him in and reads the journals there.

When he does, he's little surprised about the blood bags and not in a basement.

Elena hearing him, let's him know there are clothing in the house and he can keep the dagger.

Elijah definitely asks why she is giving him the dagger as her means of defense against him

Blankly looks at him and just says they had a deal and even if it was broken due to outside interference she's doing the ritual.

Elijah gets the rundown of what happened and he tells her about his family via curse as well ( they are driving back to town as this happens)

Offhandedly mentions that it sounds familiar but still will do it. Also notes to Elijah that she doesn't think he can kill his brother

Kicks Damon in the balls after trying to put his bleeding wrist to her mouth to prevent her from drinking the elixir

Ritual happens, Klaus breaks curse, Elijah doesn't go through killing him, Jenna still lives ( I like her alive)

Elixir has a side effect and she meets Finn, they both get to know each other before she comes back to life(important for later)

Klaus go on road trip with Stefan, Damon still got bit via werewolf

Prank Night Klaus does ask how she is alive, she tells the truth and say Elixir from Elijah. Tyler still becomes a hybrid but only willingly since elena asks due to her knowing via dream tatia about her blood being key

Let's Klaus know as well and will donate blood

Elena befriends Rebekah after whole Prank Night. Even let's her know about the tattos being made with verivan and has to pretend to be compelled or act a certain way to not tip off certain vampires.

Elena getting pissed about Mikael, does dagger Rebekah but for her protection. Tells the truth to Rebekah about her mother being killed by Klaus but to look at it from his point of view. (He was in pain due to wolf being locked and acted on it)

After Mikael dies does tell Klaus she does care even if they barely know each other. She does tell him that she told Rebekah about her mother.

Stefan bargaining Elena happens and Elena pissed punches him and she goes to Klaus, Brotp happens.

Klaus let's Rebekah know she was only daggered to be protected from Mikael whose now dead. And Stefan took the coffins to get back at him (he referred to her as my doppelganger and not her name yet)

Wingman elena for Klaroline.

Mikaelson ball happens, Finn and Elena shocked at seeing each other. Elena Hugs Finn happy to see him.

Elena hugs Elijah and Rebekah as well but all shocked how she knows Finn. She does berate Klaus on not informing her of his siblings so she could have helped get him modern outfits

Klaus rolls his eyes, and toast to dancing happens

Kol does dance with her,she introduces herself, he mentions her similarities to Tatia, she asks about her appearance, jokingly remarks how the same face the braids in her hair, blue dress, and earrings would make much difference.

Gets spinned to Finn before Kol could say anything but Finn overhearing convo does admit that she what Tatia looked like. Elena blinks at him in utter confusion before she realizes the dreams.

She does string out curses, and you got to be fucking kidding me, and finally that fucking protective viking bitch. Finn asks her if she is alright?

Elena nods and then gets spinned into Elijah

Both make small talk, Elijah finally asks about the his runic name being tatted on her

Elena mentions reading it from the Bible when looking for things to translate into Old Norse. Elijah stuck out to her. Tells him she didn't know about him at all.

Elena and Esther meet, she says no. Esther forced elena due to life her her family. (Damon necks also gets snapped, and she admits she has a problem with his love for her and she won't ever feel the same way)

Finn backs out knowing that it could cause harm to Elena.

Elena still lies to Elijah about the link and leaves upset.

All Mikaelson have a meeting without Esther and Finn comes clean about linking spell and Elena's part, clarifies that she didn't want to but forced to. Finn didn't drink the champagne.

Elena texts Rebekah during the meeting, 'trying to get Bonnie unlinked from your psycho mother, think elijah has the how to on elixir making' Elena sending another text to her, 'think Nikki will let be borrow a dagger so I can stab your mom. Legit asking. '

Rebekah sends her brothers numbers to her after laughing. Kol reads over her solider 'I like this one'

Elena to Klaus 'Let's plan a mother dearest murder'

To Ellijah 'How to save life via magical elixir to revive the dead'

(Confessions can be inbound- desperately need to stop been writing for three hours on and off)

5: Elejiah Sentinel Au, I don't think anyone has done that. Know there are fanfic crossover for this type of thing

6: Elena carrying around a shotgun and or mutiple knives on her person with veirvain/wolfsbane coating due to small visions of deadly omens.

When kidnapped curse that she doesn't have her weapons to use against Trevor after trying to bite her.

When Elijah arrives and kills Trevor goes 'aw, damn I wanted to kill him'

7: Agents of Shield Au- Elena being like Daisy/skye, and Elijah like Daniel Sousa. They match each other so well!

8: Star Tear Diease Au- (similar to hanahaki diease)

(Apparently I like writing a Chaotic Elena, feel like we need more of her)

I got more ideas and didn't feel like writing another post

Writing of these is always welcomed when I do prompts, as long as I can read them when finished! :)

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so-sick-of-17 · 1 year

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It is amazing to me that Rebekah Mikaelson and Nadia Petrova canonically had sex and the fandom completely overlooks that. The hold the Petrova women have on the Mikaelson family.

#Nadia Petrova #Rebekah Mikaelson #I also just find the mentality of these two women had sex in a completely heterosexual way #to be so mind boggling #but a bit hilarious #this character isn’t a lesbian because she had sex with a man #but this character also isn’t sapphic because she had sex with a woman #same with Quinn Fabray #Nadia and Rebekah just did it for Matt #shut up no they didn’t #those women queer #Finn who spent most of his time in a coffin and Kol are the only Mikaelson siblings to not have a thing with Petrova woman #freya didn’t either but she’s not a vampire and by the time she came around #and never met any Petrova #honestly it’s an untapped comedy gold mine

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bakerolivias-archived · 2 years

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i can't believe katherine's daughter died in her arms and their last and final moment together was the only time katherine paid attention to nadia, the woman who worked so hard to build a relationship between them while katherine put little to no effort only to die for how much she tried to convince katherine to prioritize her over stefan, a doomed relationship from 100 years ago

and then two seconds later after nadia died katherine went back to her stefan obsession and attempted to kiss him?? when he clearly wasn't interested in her and she was occupying another person's body (and basically exploiting elena lbr)

#like girl get a grip #dear god #i don't blame her for not calling klaus because he was literally chasing her for five+ centuries to be petty and vindictive #there probably wasn't much of a chance for him to save nadia whom he had no personal interest or investment in #like he probably doesn't even know she exists lmao #(also i don't think klaus was that far into his redemption arc that he would save the daughter of a woman he hated without any kind of #motivation or heavy coercion lol)#but the point is that the writers could have chosen to give katherine a well written arc where she and her daughter slowly build a happy #and stable relationship #instead of forcing st*ferine #sighs #tvd for ts #anti katherine pierce #stefan salvatore #nadia petrova #tvd spoilers #possession cw

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bakedbakerboy · 1 year

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anyway wip of my first oc :)

#chase draws #orion petrova oc #original character #digital art #if u got any tattoo ideas help

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bimyself06 · 5 months

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Correct me if I'm wrong, but since Elena is Katherine's and therefore Nadia's descendant doesn't that make her a traveler? Meaning that now that she's human and the traveler's curse is broken she can use magic and that means that so can her daughter, Stefanie?

There's also the fact that both the Salvatores are somehow related to Silas, who was a powerful witch, and yet none of his descendants have magic? I feel like it would make sense for the child of the last doppelganger who is also descendent from travelers and the former vampire who has consumed the cure to have magic.

#tvd #elena gilbert #for a show that was supposed to revolve around her they really did her dirty by not exploring her traveler heritage #they also didn't explain how the salvators didn't have any witches in their family history if they are connected to silas #the petrovas not having witches is explained through the travelers curse but we didn't really get an explanation for the salvators #but i feel like stefanie should at least have some sort of magic ability bc of both her families old bloodlines

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bluesadansey · 8 months

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kind of want to skip straight to NH Elena in my rewatch partly just because it’s the best part of s4 but also the way I could then be so very annoying about no humanity Elena 🤝 emotionless Julian parallels..

#rereading qoaad while rewatching tvd s4 I’m so glad it turned out like this #Also if you did not know that Cassandra Clare wrote an NH arc for one of her male protags this is me letting you know that that happened.#very fitting in a way she wrote it for my favorite male lead she’s written I wouldn’t want it any other way if it had to be in one of her #Books lolz #s speaks #friend shaped manipulative brunettes to me #also was about to say Annabel Blackthorn takes on the ancestral foil role that Kat does but really she is more Amara Petrova coded. which i #also fun #posts meant just for me ignore me

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luminescenc1e · 1 year

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“If we cease to believe in love, why would we want to live? Believe me, I’ve tried everything else, other things tend to fade. ”

@korolnichevoya pressed the ♡ for a valentine day’s starter / accepting!

#korolnichevoya #v: undetermined #MUSE : KATERINA PETROVA #this can be in any verse! (:

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artani · 1 month

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Pandora

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aniatelier · 3 months

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Pero japonés

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starshipsofstarlord · 2 months

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Petrova

summary - games were always katherine’s intentions, and as the prized possession and girlfriend of her nemesis and doppelgänger elena gilbert, she just had to have you (2.7k)

warnings - 18+ smut minors dni, fingering, cheating, swearing, slight degradation, mentions of katherine’s past

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There was one that hated your girlfriend with a deadly intent; her name was Katherine Pierce, she was a destructive vampire, who had taken much a toll on people's lives. It was her life goal to make people sufficiently miserable, for she felt the same, she had been chased for her bloodline for hundreds of years by one of the most powerful families. Her ignited hatred was directed towards Elena Gilbert, the woman that you were dating. Elena was a spark of joy in the darkness that often gloomed over Mystic Falls, she was a symbol of eternal mortality that often had your body intertwined in comfort, however there was something in regard to Katerina Petrova that made your heart rapidly beat, and your palms grow sweaty. They shared the same appearance so perhaps that could have been why you were so drawn to her, but you knew that wasn't it all alone; the aura that she carried was addictive like a drug, it was understandable how both Salvatore brothers had fallen for the promiscuous vampire, claiming to love her at times. And whilst your feelings were not that strong towards the strong immortal, lust encased you each and every time that you thought of her, even if you were in the company of your own girlfriend, of whom you were currently with.

Her locks were straight as she combed her hands through the brunette strands, she was seated by the window in her bedroom, a familiar book beholden in between her fingers as she scrawled on the pages with ink that dispersed from the black pen that she was using. Her journal. It was filled with many secrets and first hand experiences of the dangerous encounters that she faced, and most people would be driven by the darkness inside of their souls to look inside, but you were not, you assumed it was because when it boiled down to it you had your own secrets that you had no intentions to share with Elena, and that you understood that on a personal note that there were some things that people preferred to keep private. And thus, you respected the space that she needed to release her thoughts as you lay on her bed, removing your gaze so that it was aimed up at the ceiling, and allowed your mind to drift away to your own secrets. It went back to Katherine, as though she were a sickness that you just couldn't shake, and that was a rather accurate way to describe it. Admittedly you felt quite an arise of guilt as you were splayed upon your partner's bed thinking of another woman, it wasn't right nor fair.

A part of you wished that you could tell Elena the truth about how you felt, you loved her and you had no goals to hurt her in the way that expressing your dark attraction towards her doppelganger would do. She continuously compared herself to her vampire counterpart, and you didn't need to make her feel any more insecure about their relation and indifferent outer appearances than she already did, and so you sat up, dragging your eyes over to Elena again. The way that she was so invested and lost in recounting her experience was beautiful, it was as though everything, but her body had abandoned this timeline, and that she was becoming a part of the past all over again. It caused a content smile to appear on your face; she was all that you needed, and thus you stood from the bed and began to walk towards her, catching her attention. Her opal brown eyes focused on you, lifting up from the paper she had scribbled upon as she put it on the side beside her. "It's getting rather late, I think I should head out." You told her to which she stood, enclosing the space between the pair of you, unaware of why you were really leaving. The guilt was still eating away at you, and until you awoke in the morning, it would remain there, tomorrow was going to be a fresh start, you planned not to think about Katherine whatsoever.

A small crush never hurt anybody, but this was deeper than that, and would be to Elena also. The best thing to do would be shake all remnants of emotion out of the truth, and prioritise the relationship that you were currently in. Elena wound her arms around your neck, pressing your bodies closer together, and if it were in her fashion you were sure she would have pouted, but that was definitely more of a Katherine thing. "Okay." She spoke with a smile, not suspicious in the slightest which was a major relief. "I'll miss you, and I'll see you tomorrow morning at cheer practice." To put an all-consuming finale to her words, she conjoined your lips, and that was how Katerina Petrova left your mind and was diverted elsewhere in your brain. Your hand weaved into the back of her perfectly styled hair, inherently pulling her closer to rouse more passion into the kiss, ensuring that she knew that you loved her although the pair of you hadn't said those words yet. It wasn't that you didn't feel anything for her, but you forbade yourself from saying such a meaningful sentiment until she was the only one that made your stomach churn and your heart coil from impact of ravenous beats.

Finally, the pair of you split apart, your lips dragging along one another's one last time until that was it. "Bye babe." Your fingers caressed her arm as you retraced your steps out from her room, descending down the stairs and out of the house, to where you saw Jeremy talking to Alaric by his truck. You sent them a wave on your way off the drive as you walked through the streets of Mystic Falls all by your lonesome; it'd have been a stupid thing for just anyone to do, however you knew of the dangers that lurked when the sun set, and to be accurate whilst it was still in the sky. Vampires had the tactical advantage of daylight rings which therefore allowed them to perform their stalking of prey whenever they wished, and they would not disintegrate to ash for it. There was a feeling tugging at your gut when you got closer to your home that you were being followed, you whipped your head around but to no avail saw anything. Either it was all in your head or whatever had an idea to pick you up for dinner knew what they were doing, you had a suspicion of the latter and thus picked up your pace, wanting to get inside to avoid a run in with a bloodsucker.

However you should have known that it would have realised that you had caught onto its almost invisible advances, and one you were about to head down the last turning to reach your home, a hand grabbed you, tugging you into the area between two houses. A tired sigh fell from your lips; you'd recognise that intoxicating perfume any day, you'd spent hours trying to get this particular vampire out of your head and when you had finally managed to do so, she chooses to track you down. "What do you want Katherine?" The brunette cocked her head at you, snickering lightly at your question, as though she were amused by interlocking two brothers to be in love with her, which she had done before. And now you were her target, she would strip you down to your very core until you were a withering servant to her heart, and make you forget all about her doppelganger. She was far more interesting anyways, and exciting and could show you far more than the small town girl that you had committed yourself to.

But you loved Elena, she was the one that you knew logically you could have a future with, rather than being on the run with for the rest of your sorry life. "I thought it was obvious," she carried a sprawled and prideful smile upon her features, as her chocolate eyes probed at you for a selfish purpose, and you felt adequately drawn into her sultry trap. And the worst thing was, you couldn't find it in yourself to be swallowing guilt, she had captured you and intermingled your essence into her deviousness, even after all of the horrid games that she had played. You should of resented everything of her entire being, considering her satire feud against your partner and friends, however her very personality beneath her traumatic past made you evoke pity for the woman.

Sighing heavily, you kept your eyes fixed, forcing them not to roll at the suspension that she purposely left you with. "You aren't getting anything from me Katherine, so knock off the act. Leave me and Elena alone, maybe occupy yourself with Damon and Stefan as you once had; you've already ruined their lives, so allow the rest of us to get on with our own." But despite your words, that wasn't what you'd ever admit that you wanted, you loved the adrenaline that you experienced when you were in her resented company, it was dangerous and exciting, and you hated that you felt addicted to it - to her. She cocked a fragrant smile once again, her irises illuminating with deviancy, which was nothing estranged from Katherine's usual self.

"I don't care about little, precious Elena," she blankly and openly stated, daring to inch closer to your personal space which you had previously accounted to be forbidden. "However I am quite enamoured with you, perhaps you'd enjoy 'spending time' with somebody who is more exhilarating than Elena." Katherine Pierce was a confident woman, and she enjoyed putting Elena in where she thought to be her place, however you couldn't cave without a dire purpose, you did love Elena... but the sweet pungency of her perfume hit your nostrils, making your brain delirious and no doubt your actions swayed by her vixen like seduction. "Come on y/n/n, live a little. I'd be pleased to be her upgraded replacement, after all, I always get what I want."

"And you want me?" You pretended to sound astounded, an aghast facade of shock exhibiting across your face as your brows drew wearingly together. But you weren't nervous about Katherine's actions, you wanted to have control over your own, to be stubborn against her effective persuasion. Too many had fallen victim to her cunning sexual appeal, and whilst you couldn't fault them to the magnetising tug that she pulled them in with as you were conditioned with the same plague, you couldn't do that out of not only the respect that you held towards those you cared for, but yourself as well. But your body fought aggressively against your rationalising mind, desiring to be dangerously closer to the immortal woman before you.

"I haven't been vacant about that fact," she once again moved closer, her face directly before yours, "and I can't blame myself. I've always loved the chase after a beautiful woman, but the time is up and the game is finally over, because Elena or no Elena, I will take what I want, just like she did with the Salvatores." She was using the mention of Damon and Stefan to bait you, you remembered watching them pine after your girlfriend and it awoke a fuse within your human soul. Jealousy, you shared the feeling of which the vampire in your eye line held for your relationship with her soft natured doppelgänger, and it brewed a heavy weight in your chest. She had you exactly where she had intended, and she took it as her vast opportunity to whisk her face significantly closer, brushing her poisonous lips against your own.

"Then prove it Katherine." The sin washed over you, and before you knew it your body was against the uncomfortable brick wall behind you, her mouth practically devouring your own. And you hated to pursue such a cheat, but Katherine always had a point, no matter how cruel and satire it was to be. Your heart patted in your vulnerable body like a blood induced marathon, and the monster in disguise could hear every beat, and it only aroused her slyness farther. It would be sensible and a control of your morals to stop kissing her, but the way her hands massaged your hips had you squirming in conjunction to pressing your thighs together that were trapped from a sexual relief.

It was her intention to prove everything to you, and your muse of a body, she could sense through all of her versatile abilities that she was driving you stirringly insane. "I told you I get exactly what I want." She hissed from the barricade of your clashing teeth, her hands creeping inwards and creeping up to the button of your jeans, expertly zipping down its metallic fly. You were already wet, and although she knew already knew due to her stern direction of scent, it held no comparison to feeling your wetness drizzle wantonly down her fingers that had discovered the inside of your underwear.

She twirled her experienced digits around your folds, before drifting upwards to your sensitive clit, that yearned for attention every time that the enemy that shared an appearance with your girlfriend was near. "Fuck." You whimpered, throwing your head back and resting it on the neighbourhood architecture, pouting when she decided to neglect your rosey bud of pleasure, however she had no discern to uphold the desperate contact that she shared with you. Instead she travelled further between your spasming thighs, drifting the length of her finger through your wet entrance, and it easily glided inside.

"I doubt Elena has ever had you like this, holding pretty tears in your eyes." She taunted you, smirking wickedly when she added another within your walls, picking up the pace in which she fucked you with them. You wanted to bite back, yell or scream a phrase of argument, but your current predicament proved otherwise. You grew closer to the overwhelming edge, your head growing delirious, and you realised that you had never been pushed towards an orgasm so fast in such little time. "Cum for me y/n, you know you want to." It was impossible to do anything but obey the dominant brunette, and thus you followed suit of her words, your cunt clenching tightly around her two fingers as you reached your blissful landing upon your orgasm.

A few minutes passed before she retracted her fingers from within you, your mind continuing to be hazy for a long and silent moment, and you missed witnessing Katherine feeding herself from your juices that had spilled over her fingers. As you opened your eyes despite the dreary wash of endorphins that stunned your mind, reality came crashing down, and you ushered a distance from Katerina Petrova, your hands grasping at the realisation that appeared to be in your hair follicles. "Shit! Elena..." You were a cheater, as bad as Katherine back when she toyed with the brothers that had been poised as her puppets, and you had fallen as her prey.

"It's okay, it can be our little secret. And so can next time." She agonisingly attempted to comfort you, reaching her hand up to grab at your face, however this time you didn't hesitate to slap it away, overcome with guilt that should have stopped you from swaying along with her ploy of getting in your pants, and intently your heart. "No." You ushered back at her, imposing a state of redress upon yourself as you recoiled with disgust at yourself. "It shouldn't have happened, and it won't ever happen again." But the traitorous villain before you had the feeling that you were telling a lie, as she had told many in the span of over 500 long and disturbed years whilst she ran away from those that wished to hunt her. They were bigger predators, Originals, but you were merely a human, and the target of a spiteful vampire that would take everything she wanted.

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you can make a one-shot for klaus mikaelson very much in love with y/n based on the song i wanna be yours by arctic monkeys (you can do it from klaus's point of view)

I wanna be yours

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Katherine's sister! reader Summary: Over the ages, Klaus finally matures to admit that he has fallen in love with you, Katherine Pierce's sister. However, can you two be more than occasional "once in a century" one-night stands? Can he be yours, and you only his? Nonsense from me: So sorry it took me so long. I hope You like it. <;3 Warning(s): the reader is afraid of relationships and commitments; Klaus loves the reader, but it takes 400 years for him to realize it; violence; blood; curses; and so on Word count: ???(9k)???(I don't know why and when it became so long, and I'm a little nervous that it's such a long tapeworm)

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust

It started very innocently, like any real apocalypse or nightmare. Klaus didn't even realize when Y/N Petrova—the sister of the cold bitch, pain in the ass, and one and only Katherine Pierce—stole his heart.

Yes. She stole it. Klaus did not believe that he would willingly give her the meager remnants of his humanity (even if he hated them).

He could easily have been hiding his unwanted desire for centuries. Occasional encounters with the younger Petrova, their accidental, intense trysts, and once-in-a-century one-night stands, were completely enough to quench his thirst for this diabolical, dangerous woman.

But since their paths met again in Mystic Falls (while searching for a cure for vampirism), Klaus wanted more.

He desperately sought her slightest attention. He followed her around the city like a shadow. He stayed with her as much as he could, even giving her access to his cure research and telling her what he did know about it… well, part of it - Mikaelson can't trust the devil's sister. But everything he was doing since she arrived was just for Y/N to find her way back to his bed again.

He needed to vent his lust to Y/N. He was sure that after one night together he would revert to his murderous habits and continue his ruthless fight for the cure without the (delightfully tempting and beautiful) distractions around him. He was wrong. Terrible wrong.

Her warmth, touch, scent, the softness of her skin, the wonderful moans that lingered in his mind, the delighted look on her blissful post-orgasmic face, and the soothing weight of her body on his as she fell peacefully asleep were like a nercotic to Klaus.

He needed more.

He needed more of her. He would take from her everything she could give him. Even if it was her hate, anger, frustration, or just pure physical desire. Even if being with her was leading to his downfall. She was a siren, and he willingly fell for her alluring song like a foolish pirate.

And now, lying with Y/N in his arms, as he tenderly combed her hair after a passionate night they spent together, he couldn't get the one stupid, irritatingly frequent thought out of his mind.

He wanted to be hers.

I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust

He remembered the day when their mutual interest in each other turned into something more. (At least on his side.)

Y/N and Katerina were hiding from the originals in Venice. Klaus and his brother, thanks to their vampires, found the sisters there. So under the cover of night, masks on their faces, they mingled with the celebrating crowd.

Klaus sensed her before he saw her.

The scent of her sweet perfume hit his nostrils, enforcing his determination to find the fleeing vampire. He had to find her. Now.

He made his way through the crowd of people, searching among the masks and bodies for the one person who, despite such blatant betrayal, could easily soothe his anger with one banal kiss.

He remembered clearly one day teasing Elijah that he was starting to care about Katerina. He had no idea then that the younger Petrova was already paving the way to his cold, dead heart. Or that Y/N had him wrapped around her little finger. Klaus laughed bitterly, remembering his old words. "We do not feel and we do not care, Elijah." What would his former self think of him if it saw him chasing the slightest trace of the woman who had thwarted his plans to become a hybrid? What would he say if it came out that all Klaus wants to do now with the youngest Petrova is kiss the living hell out of her and lock her in his arms forever?

And when he saw her. On a gondola in the middle of one of the rivers, when her night-black mask concealed her beautiful face and eyes, which sparkled in the light of torches and lanterns floating above the water, he felt something he hadn't felt for a very long time and was very frightened to admit to himself...

For these eyes, many men have completely lost their minds. Suddeny, she looked in his direction, subconsciously sensing that she was being watched. And in this moment, when their eyes met, Klaus knew that, like those unfortunate fools before him, he too was lost forever. It takes her one look to make him forget his main goal.

In a second, he was on the other side of the river. He was standing on the pier, waiting for her gondola to reach the shore.

"Hello, love." he said, extending his hand to help her out. With incredible grace, she stood next to him, completely ignoring his gesture. He smiled. That's what he loved about her. Stubborn, steadfast independence.

"Klaus. I guess you're not here for food and music?" he smiled involuntarily, ignoring her feigned hostile tone as her irises met his again.

"I much prefer beautiful views. But you're right, my main goal was not to enjoy the festival. I had… completely different plans."

"With my sister? I can assure you that I'm much better company than Katerina. We may have… a different kind of play together. Much more pleasurable." she said with a seductive smile, blinking her eyelashes innocently as her hand played with the sleeve of his coat, occasionally touching the skin of his rough palm with her soft fingertips.

Another reminder of how different they were from each other.

"Are you trying to distract me so your lovely sister can run away again?"

"You tell me…" Y/N took a step towards him, pressing her chest against his. She licked her lips, drawing his heavy, watchful gaze. "Am I a good distraction, my lord?" she whispered, leaning closer to him so that their noses were touching.

Klaus had never been this close to her lips... but he couldn't afford to indulge in his darkest desires. Not like this - thanks to a cunning plan hatched by the Petrova siblings.

"You're playing a very dangerous game, love…" he responded quietly, slipping his hands into her hair. And when their lips would finally meet after century of chasing, he pushed her a decent distance away from him. Y/N gasped in outrage as she nearly bumped into the crates with fruits behind her. "You should be careful, or you'll get burned because of it someday. And know when and on whom to use those sweet eyes of yours, which can work, but only on lesser men. Now get away with Katerina before I change my mind."

Without waiting for her response, he headed in the opposite direction, leaving the young vampire behind. But Y/N wouldn't let him go that easily.

"You won't fool me! Not about that!" He turned to her, raising an eyebrow questioningly. Klaus was doing his best to hide from the woman in front of him his stupid fondness for her. He was the original vampire, a hybrid, and the most powerful and fearsome being on this earth. He couldn't have a weakness, much less a simple woman who had tricked him, escaped, and ruined his plans. But all he could do was stand there and watch her in fascination as she got angrier with every step closer to him. "I see desire in your eyes every time you look at me. You want me, and that's why you're playing cat and mouse with us, but you know what? I'm tired of taking orders. From Katerina, you, and others who best know what I should do."

"So? What are you going to do, love?" he asked, smiling maliciously in challenge. He was genuinely curious to see where the young vampire's frustration and fury might lead him today. She must have had a good argument with her sister before he got here. Otherwise, she would never touch him.

Y/N used her vampire-speed and pinned him to the wall of one of the buildings.

They stared into each other's eyes, building tension with anticipation of what both of them had wanted since they met. Y/N's running away and him killing her family didn't seem to be conducive to building a romance. But now, when so much time has passed and the youngest Petrova is still struggling with the vampire's heightened emotions? They succumbed to the pleasures of a forbidden affair, finally connecting their lips in their first lustful, passionate kiss.

"What time is it?" Y/N's soft, surly mumbling against his neck snapped Klaus out of his memories. He glanced at the alarm clock.

9 a.m.

"6 a.m." he lied to her, tightening his grip around her half-asleep body. He wasn't ready to let her go yet.

"So stop staring at me and go back to sleep, half-wolfie." she mumbled, squirming in his arms until she found a comfortable position with her head right over his heart and her legs between his.

"Half-wolfie?" he asked amusedly, laughing softly, which made the vampire's head bob slightly. She rose for a moment, opening one eye and shooting him a angry glare.

"Would you rather be an crossbreed? Sleep or I will take another bedroom in this ridiculously large house." she groaned, laying her head on his chest again.

"As you wish, love." he murmured, kissing the top of her head and letting himself go back to sleep, hugging the one woman he could never truly have.

Because no matter how many nights they spend together or how much time they devote to each other during the day, all they will be are midnight lovers, hiding their relationship.

They stood on opposite sides of the barricade.

Y/N would never leave Katerina, and Klaus wouldn't abandon his siblings for the younger Petrova.

The world and fate were against them.

And Klaus was the only one who was ready to fight with them, only to gain the feeling of a sleeping beauty in his arms.

If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots babe I just wanna be yours

The problem that has plagued Klaus for ages is that he and Y/N could never truly belong together.

He couldn't make any claims to her, and every time he tried to transfer their friend/enemy relationship with benefits to something more, younger Petrova brought him down to earth. He never cared much about it. He believed that Y/N needed time to understand her feelings for him. However, one conversation he overheard put his hopes of being hers in great doubt.

"What's going on with you and Klaus?" Katerina laughed out loud, obviously genuinely amused by something. "Don't make that face. I was talking to Kol about how often you show up at their mansion at night and you don't really go to gossip with Rebekah or Elijah. Are you two together?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." she brushed it off, trying to get off topic.

"Oh come on, spill the beans! Do you love him?" Klaus unconsciously held his breath. His heart was beating wildly, waiting for her answer that could change everything between them, made his deepest dreams come true.

"If you must know, I don't love him. It is just sex. Very good and pleasant sex. No feelings except pure, animal desire and passion." Klaus felt as if he had been punched in the stomach. Yeah. What was he counting on? After all, no one could love a monster like him. Unconditional, sincere love was not meant for him… even if he wanted it so much.

"Ugh, okay! Spare me the details, I don't want to vomit. But I thought you…"

"Love is a vampire's greatest weakness, Katerina. And we are not weak." his breathing quickened as he realized the true meaning of her words.

She heard them. Somehow, 1,000 years ago, she'd heard him talking to Elijah about love in a vampire's life... Back when he didn't believe in the true power of such a thing as love.

"And what about me, then?"

"You're my sister. That's something different. Now, I have to go. See you tomorrow." he hid in the shadows, waiting for the two women to pass him, and stayed there for a while.

Even though Klaus' heart was broken into a thousand little pieces, he knew he couldn't resist Y/N. He would take anything she could give him. Even that delusion of romance and a loving relationship that he both dreamed of and hated at the same time.

He couldn't believe he could just fall for her when he knew full well that things between them could only be physical. However, he soon found out that love really doesn't choose.

Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours

Klaus wasn't about to show it to her. It was supposed to be a secret he would take with him to the grave (if someone managed to kill him). However, Y/N's curiosity, coupled with his lack of focus on finding the cure, made a very bad, devastating combination. He finally managed to focus on something other than the vampire who had been distracting him for centuries, and for a moment of inattention everything went haywire again. Ages of slowly and uncertainly, but still, winning Y/N's heart have gone to hell.

Only because he didn't lock up his damn art studio.

Kol is going to laugh so fucking hard when he finds out. His younger brother will never let him forget that he lost the love of his life because she was scared by a million paintings of her in his house. She probably thought he was a goddamn stalker.

Klaus stood in the doorway, watching Y/N's expressionless face. He admired and hated her ability to hide her emotions. He had the impression that she always read him like an open book. He couldn't hide anything from her. But she could easily hide from anyone behind her mask. It was both terrifying and fascinating at the same time.

"Are you going to say something?" he finally asked after waiting a long time for any reaction from her.

She shifted her gaze from the paintings to him. Klaus felt shivers run through his body. He couldn't remember the last time he felt such intense fear.

"Well, it's... it's nice. But you painted my nose wrong."

"What?! I didn't! I..." he stopped when he heard her burst out laughing after valiant attempts to hold back. A smile involuntarily formed on his face upon hearing this beautiful and rare sound. "You're not mad… or scared?"

"Of what? You weren't able to paint my nose properly? Or putting on me a yellow dress when you know that I hate that color?"

"It's not yellow, it's orange mixed with… Do you really have to tease me like that? Stop laughing, bloody woman."

"I'm sorry, you just make a funny face when you're protecting your art. To be honest, it's so sweet." she laughed so loudly that she had to lean in half.

"You should know better than to mock a very powerful and angry hybrid, love." he grunted in anger. Y/N, seeing how grumpy he had become, walked over to him with a cute smile. Klaus groaned internally. He didn't know which was worse. She running away from him or teasing him about it for the foreseeable future.

"Do you really think that after I saw all those paintings you can threaten me? I know you're obsessed with me, so I'm the most fucking safest person on earth." she bragged, throwing her arms around his shoulders.

"Don't be complacent, your pretty features are not unusual. I have seen many of them in my long life." he grunted, slapping her hands off of him.

"And yet I'm the only one who has a private collection of portraits made by the mighty hybrid."

"You won't let it go, would you?" he sighed, looking at the very amused woman as he tried to ignore the growing, warm feeling in his chest. God. How come that just hearing her laugh made him feel calm and happy?

"Nope." she said, putting her hands again on his shoulders and pulling him closer to her as she was playing with his hair. "But it's quite a nice feeling... you know, being your one and only beloved muse."

"Someone here is terribly pleased with themselves. I think I have to remind you of your place." he grunted feistily, grabbing her waist.

"I'd like to see you try."

Suddenly, Klaus swung her over his shoulder and slapped her bottom as he carried the laughing woman to his bedroom. Yeah... he was definitely in love with her.

Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours

Klaus began to squirm in the bed, trying to pull Y/N's warm body to him, which he had somehow lost in his sleep. He froze in place, feeling the emptiness on the other side of the bed. A familiar bitterness and disappointment took over his body. He could have guessed that she would leave him as usual. However, as he became more aware of his surroundings, he heard her muffled voice coming from the bathroom. She was talking to someone. This time she didn't leave him, she even stayed with him all night! Excitement and hope rose involuntarily in him. Maybe this time it will be different?

"Yes, Katherine, I know. I don't know how I overslept either. I know I'm irresponsible, and I'm ruining our plans. No. I'm not enjoying this situation, you're just acting like you got your period magically. It's not my fault I missed the plane, believe me, and don't you dare take your anger out on me just because you had a fight with Elijah. Talk to me when you've calmed down. I'm not going to be your punching bag. Bye." The bathroom door handle began to move, and Klaus quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep.

Y/N walked into the room and sighed as she dropped the phone into her purse. She ran a hand through her hair in nervousness and turned to the hybrid.

"I know you're awake. You stopped snoring." the man snorted indignantly, opening his eyes and appreciating her underwear-clad body. He could wake up to this view every day. "I'll castrate your brother as soon as I see him. You're lucky you're useful, or you'd have suffered the same fate for tricking me this morning."

"Very brave for an ordinary vampire to plan an attack on the original as the first thing to do in the morning. Apart from that, I don't snore."

"My nights experience with you says otherwise. And please, we both know I'm not just an ordinary vampire. You'd better make up for your deception toward me today before I get offended and seek someone else's company. Maybe Damon will be perfect? I've heard that for Katherine, he is very good in..."

Klaus cut her off by pinning her against the wall. Their chests rubbed against each other, her lacy bra teasing his bare, exposed skin. She raised an eyebrow, completely unimpressed. Klaus growled, baring her neck and extending his fangs to teasingly run them over her most sensitive spots.

"You will not talk about another man in my bedroom. These lips..." he said, resting his thumb against her soft pink lip, forcing Y/N to part her mouth. "Can only whisper, scream and moan my name. I must have been too gentle with you yesterday if you had the audacity to tease me like that. Maybe I should make sure you know who you belong to?"

"I don't belong to anyone."

"Wrong answer, love." he growled throatily, pulling her against him and pushing her against the bed as he climbed over her until their faces floated at the same height.

"What are you going to do? Fuck me to death? You should know better than to scare me with a good time, Niklaus."

"I'm going to do something completely different, love." Y/N raised an eyebrow questioningly, challenging him. Suddenly, fear flickered in her eyes as she realized his true intentions.

"No, Nik. We agreed never to…"

"That was ages ago, love." he murmured with a smirk as he began tickling her over the bare skin of her sensitive belly that was exposed to him.

"NO! HAHAH-NIK, STOP! I-HAHAHA!" she screamed, throwing herself into his arms, trying to avoid his fingers.

"I'm sorry. There is no mercy for you, love. At least you apologize."

"I"M-HAHAHA SORRY! PLEASE-HAHAHA SSSTOP IT!"

"You know what I meant, Y/N." he replied unfazed, only strengthening his attack against her sensitive skin.

"I CAN'T WITH-HAHAHAHAH YOUR FINGERS-HAHAHAH ON ME-AHAHAHA!" Klaus took pity on her, stopping to tickle her as he studied her red-laughing face intently as she took in quick, short breaths. "I hate you." she panted, breathing heavily. Klaus took a breath to answer her, but his sister's scream stopped him.

"Nik! Kol is in danger! He went to the Gilbert house to kill Jeremy, and they still have an white oak stake left! What the bloody hell?! Y/N?!" she screamed, turning her back to them two as soon as she entered the room and saw... THIS.

The two vampires looked at each other in shock.

"Hi, Rebekah. That's not what it looks like."

"So you don't fuck my brother?"

"Well, I did it earlier, but… Klaus, could you please get off me? This is awkward enough already."

"And put some clothes on you for the love of God!" Rebekah added, still with her back to them. Once they were both decent, Rebekah looked at them in disbelief.

"You two... How? When?!"

"Some 400 years ago. So, Kol…"

"WHAT?! But you hate each other! Well, maybe he's staring at you with puppy dog eyes in love, but you loathe him!" she shouted, pointing at her grumpy brother with her finger.

Klaus rolled his eyes. He didn't care at all about what situation Rebekah found them in. His siblings had an extraordinary tendency to come into his bedroom at more... steamy moments. To be honest, he was more surprised that Rebekah had only discovered their little secret now. Talking about her.

The original turned his curious gaze to Y/N. Again, their future was in her hands. But the vampire didn't seem eager to change their relationship in any way. Certainly not in the way Klaus had dreamed of for so long...

"Am I the only one in this room who actually cares about your brother's life? What did Kol do this time?" her attention turned away from her the penetrating gaze of the man sitting next to her.

Y/N breathed a sigh of relief as the siblings plunged into conversation. However, from the look Klaus gave her, she knew things would change drastically between them in the next few days. She could no longer avoid his longing glances and dismiss his attempts to establish a friendly, partner relationship instead of stopping at their one-night stands. But did she want to change anything?

Let me be your leccy meter And I'll never run out And let me be the portable heater That you'll get cold without

"It's a cold night." he said, sneaking up behind her and throwing his cloak over her shoulders. "I dare say that a short dress doesn't help keep you warm."

"Don't even start. I'm just waiting for the moment when I can wear pants without getting those judging, murderous looks from other women and lecherous expressions on the faces of these perverts."

"Rebekah says the same thing…" he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and fastened the buttons on his coat. Y/N giggled, returning Klaus' blue eyes to her face again. Only then did the man realize what he was doing, and he let go of the buttons, leaving her half-buttoned with a mischievous smirk on her lips. He felt his cheeks heat up slightly. "What are you doing here?"

"Katherine is playing with humans nearby. I thought I'd drop by for a visit and see for myself this great kingdom you've built, Klaus the Madness." she replied, leaning again against the railing of his balcony and staring out at the lively, dancing streets of New Orleans.

The light from the street lamp illuminated her face. Klaus absorbed all the changes that had taken place in her appearance, stating only that she was even more beautiful than when they last met. He didn't know how she did it.

"Is my fame starting to finally overtake me?" he asked, joining her side quickly. Y/N looked at him with a teasing smile, playing with the bracelet on his wrist. The same she gave him an century ago. She didn't think Klaus was sentimental enough to keep it.

"You are on the lips of all supernaturals in the world." she finally replied, shifting her gaze to his eyes, which shone in the light of the street lamp.

"Well, I would rather be on the tempting lips of only one, beautiful supernatural."

"And who could it be, my lord?" she replied in an equally flirtatious tone as her hand began to travel along his arm and muscles.

"Those mesmerizing eyes and cheeky lips will put you someday in a big trouble, love."

"Please, I'm Y/N Petrova. I'm always in danger, but I can get myself out. And also…" she kissed him, slowly undoing the buttons on his shirt. Klaus groaned, drawing her closer with one arm and cupping her warm cheek with the other hand. God, he missed the feeling of her in his arms. She pulled away from him, placing one finger over his lips, and staring at his eyes dilated with lust as they both breathed heavily. She ran one hand over the exposed skin of his chest, suddenly grabbing his necklace and pulling him to her with all her strength so that their noses rubbed against each other. "I'm not afraid of you."

"And that is your great mistake, love."

"Probably." she whispered, licking her lips in anticipation. She smiled as soon as she saw his gaze follow the movement of her tongue.

"Definitely." he replied, grabbing her waist, lifting her, and vampire-speeding her to his bedroom, where they could be as loud and as naked as they wanted.

That night was amazing. One of the best they had: she visited him for the first time in his beloved city, the home he built and hoped it would be theirs in the future, where he is for Y/N something more than a nightly forbidden pleasure. However, the pain of rejection when Klaus woke up in the morning among cold sheets with no goodbye note effectively pulled him out of this childish fantasy of belonging to her. He could never really have her. And Y/N reminded him about it every time.

I wanna be your setting lotion (Wanna be) Hold your hair in deep devotion (How deep?) At least as deep as the Pacific Ocean I wanna be yours

"What you were thinking about?! YOU COULD DIE THERE!" Klaus yelled at the woman as Rebekah took the last bits of wood out of the vampire's wound. She was only allowed into Y/N because Klaus' hands were too trembling for him to remove the white oak from his vampire's body by himself. Kol watched with great guilt as Petrova winced in pain.

"If that kid hit Kol, Rebekah wouldn't have much to fix, Klaus. I would be nothing but ashes, and you know that. Besides, I can say the same about you. You ran in there uninvited and ran out with me in your arms when you almost passed out from the pain yourself. What if they had more stakes? You could have died too." he ignored her, thrashing about the room in anger. Y/N snorted, falling onto the couch, so she got more comfortable while Rebekah was searching for the last splinter.

"I'm going to burn down their hellhouse as soon as I put my dear little brother back in the coffin." Kol jumped up from the couch with a horrified look.

"What?! But Nik, I..." the original tried to explain himself but stopped when Klaus threw a bottle at him.

"You went there even though you knew full well that they could kill us! You are a danger not only to yourself and Y/N but also to us, showing them how weak and easy to kill we are. You don't remember what the hell happened to Finn?! You want to share his bloody fate!" he shouted, walking towards his brother. Y/N jumped up from her seat and stood between the brothers, placing her hand on the hybrid's furiously beating heart.

"Klaus. You need to calm down."

"Go away, Y/N. This is between me and Kol. Rebekah, take her somewhere safe until I can deal with this mess our brother created." he growled at his sister, not giving the woman in front of him a single glance.

"No."

"What did you say?" he growled, finally looking at her for the first time since he saw little Gilbert stake her (luckily for the young hunter, he missed).

"I said no, Niklaus. You won't tell me what to do. If I want to, I'll take a stake for him again and again. I'll even protect him from your stupid daggers, and you can't change that." Rebekah and Kol nodded, both agreeing to leave the room as soon as "mom and dad" began to fight. They left unnoticed as the two stared at each other. Y/N with incredible calm; Klaus with incredible fury.

Why is she so devoted to Kol? What did he do that Y/N, without a moment's hesitation, threw herself in front of him to protect him from the white oak? What did he say to her to elicit such feelings from her?

"Why? What happened that you suddenly started feeling so strongly attached? I thought you were afraid of commitment, love." he asked bitterly, with clear resentment in his voice.

"Don't you dare to do this about us."

"YOU ALWAYS DOING IT ABOUT EVERYTHING BUT NOT US!" he shouted, tired of hiding his emotions. Especially after less than 15 minutes ago, she was in danger of dying in his arms. He had had enough. He was tired. And the object of his only desire did everything in her power to make things difficult for him. Yet he still couldn't be mad at her.

Good thing Kol got the hell out of there. Otherwise, his brother would have ripped off his head with my bare hands.

"Klaus, there is no time for..."

"Do you love him?" he asked, interrupting her. Panic rose in his chest, waiting for her answer—for Y/N to plunge the dagger into his barely beating heart and destroy whatever hope was left in him.

"What?!"

"You've heard me. Do you love my brother?"

"Yes. And this is exactly why I was fucking with you for the last 400 bloody years! My god, are you so blinded by your rage at Kol that it attacks your last brain cells?! That you insinuate some made-up, idiotic stuff and pounce on everyone like a rabid dog?!" she screamed, walking up to him unconsciously so that she was shouting it straight in his face.

"It's not anger that controls me." he growled through his teeth, clenching his fists in anger.

"Then what is it?!"

"Do you really want me to say it out loud, Y/N?" he whispered, staring at her softly. Y/N immediately calmed down. The atmosphere in the room changed from agitated to terrifyingly calm. They could both hear their frantically beating hearts in the oppressive silence between them.

"I..."

"NIKLAUS!" Elijah's scream and his quick footsteps interrupted their conversation. The woman thanked all the gods above who had sent the original at that moment.

"The worst bloody moment." Klaus whispered under his breath, thinking she wouldn't hear him, and brushed past her, leaving her alone in the room.

And Y/N wondered, breathing heavily after their argument… did she really want to hear THAT from Klaus? Was she ready for such a big change in their lives?

Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours, I wanna be yours

"Miss Mystic Falls? Are you kidding me? You know, if you're sending me a dress with a place to visit, I'm expecting more than some stupid, stiff party for teenage girls and their rich parents." she whined, walking around the pond with the laughing hybrid.

"Be quieter, love. These girls have pretty sharp nails."

"And I've got fangs, claws, and you. I'm damn better armed." she said, counting on her fingers, smirking mischievously.

"Should I take that as a compliment or an insult?"

"As if you cared if I offended you."

"Well since we're on our date..."

"Date?! First of all, since when do you even date? Secondly, we're not on one. And third: a beautiful dress will not suddenly win you my favor. Aside from the fact that neither of us is suited to any kind of relationship, I have to ask you. Who are you and what have you done with Klaus Mikaelson?!" Klaus started laughing out loud, unknowingly attracting the attention of the Mystic Falls gang. They did not think either of them had ever seen the original in such a good mood without committing any murder first. "Seriously, what happened to you? You're nice, you're flirty, and you haven't threatened to kill my sister once. I almost didn't recognize you in that suit. Are you trying to be Elijah?"

"Maybe Klaus is on vacation." they walked all the way around the pond and went back to the party. A slow tune started to play. "Will you please me, love?"

Y/N blushed slightly, accepting his outstretched hand. Klaus led them to the dance floor, keeping his distance from her, which made Y/N curse him internally. After being apart for so long, all she wanted was to feel his skin against hers. Nik didn't need to make this romance feel, prolonging everything... But her stupid, treacherous heart was beating madly with every minute she spent close to the original shamelessly flirting with her. And she didn't know how much more she would be able to push him away.

"On vacation? Do you have a split personality, or are you just not in this cure fight? I thought you would like to turn your doppelgänger into a human." she finally broke the silence, returning to their earlier conversation.

"I don't need hybrids that much. It turned out to be… not exactly a good idea."

"Let me guess. They inherit your character, and now you can't take these anymore? Welcome into my world! I have to deal with your grumpy attitude at any time we meet."

"Ouch. That really hurt." he leaned closer, waiting to see if she was going to push him off. She leaned closer still, trying to concentrate on anything but how his hands were on her waist. Y/N missed him in this big break they had. But she wouldn't be the one to admit it first.

"And yet you still come back to me like a lost puppy. Am I such an astonishing person that the mighty hybrid just can't imagine his life without me?" Klaus smiled and dipped her, holding her tight in his arms like she was about to disappear in any second. They looked deeply into each other's eyes, enchanted by the moment and totally forgetting about the world around them. Their lips were so close…

"Maybe." he whispered, gently nudging her nose with his. Y/N held her breath unconsciously, waiting for his next move as they still couldn't tear their eyes away from each other. "Maybe I just wanna be yours." Klaus leaned closer to her, willing to cross the last millimeter between them, but someone's loud grunt effectively killed the mood. If looks could kill, Damon Salvatore would be dead by now. Probably long before meeting any originals.

"I'm not sorry for interrupting you while you were trying to get a bite into your snack, but we kind of need your help… Y/N? What the hell are you doing here?!"

"Long time, no see, Damon. Did you miss me? Or maybe you spent a hundred years trying to find and rescue my sister. Oh, wait... you did. Such a poor thing."

Damon took a step toward her, growling, but Klaus stood in front of Y/N, staring warningly at the young vampire. Y/N was smiling ominously, pleased with the black-haired vampire's surprised expression. She might as well play with him just a little bit after she returns to Katherine.

"I didn't think you'd be close to the originals. Especially, after what he had done to your family."

"And I didn't think that after what Katherine did to you and sweet Stefan, you'd fight for the love of her doppelgänger. See how ridiculous the world is, Dame?"

"You don't know what you're getting yourself into, Klaus. To be honest, I thought you were a little smarter than to fall for her, but I guess I was wrong."

"Watch your mouth, Salvatore! He is an original, a hybrid. You don't want to know what he is capable of." Y/N growled, stepping out from behind Klaus and facing the younger vampire herself.

"You're really worth each other." he spat and started walking away from them.

"And since you started talking about honesty, we're both on team Stelena!" she shouted after the man, smiling as she saw him tense with anger. She turned to the original, frowning as Klaus looked at her with a raised eyebrow and his own smug grin. "What?"

"Nothing. You saved me a few hours of dealing with this bunch of young vampires by scaring Damon off. Name your prize, love."

"I'll pretend you didn't just call me a bogeyman, and I'll say I want one thing from your great collection of antique jewelry."

"Just this?"

"Well, if you find me something really beautiful and shiny, I can call Katherine and tell her I'm not coming home tonight."

"Just tonight?" he teased with a smirk.

"We can negotiate it later."

"Good." he took her hand and kissed her forehead. "Let's get out of here. This party is dead anyway."

Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours Wanna be yours

Klaus played with the ends of Y/N's hair as they lay in bed together. After a stressful week in which he and his siblings managed to escape Mikael's clutches, Petrova's unannounced visit was a pleasant surprise for him. But now that they both lay exhausted after... very satisfying activities, came the moment that Klaus hated the most.

Y/N was probably about to leave.

He hoped she would fall asleep in his arms, so he could steal a few more hours in her presence, but that didn't happen. She was lying partly on top of him, drawing patterns across his chest. Klaus buried his nose in her hair, enjoying her closeness while he still could.

"You're nothing like Mikael." she whispered, stopping the movements of the man who was now staring at her in shock.

"I beg your pardon?"

"I heard you arguing with Kol about it before… you know, you dagger him and put him in a coffin. I just want to make sure you know about it. You seemed so… pensive at first and a little bit sad. I thought it was because of this nonsense he said."

"What if it's true? If I'm really turning into him?" Y/N frowned, turning in his arms so that she was on her stomach and could look into his eyes as he continued to hold her.

"Well, he is not your real father, so I don't think you could inherit his psycho genes. Besides, if that were true, you'd kill me instead of fucking me so I could see the stars, so..." he chuckled, pulling her closer to him.

"You see the stars, huh?" he asked maliciously, with a smug smirk.

"Shut up. You know very well that you are extraordinary. I wouldn't come back to you if you weren't."

"And I wouldn't let you into that bed if you weren't just as tempting."

"I see what you're trying to do, but you really need to hear it, Nik. You're not a monster. You're just trying to keep your siblings safe. Maybe not in the best way, but you have good motives."

"You from all of the people should know that I'm not good. I'm pure evil, love. The monster parents tell their children about at night. I killed your family, Y/N... you shouldn't even be here."

"But I am. And I think we already talked about giving me orders or advice. I know what I am doing, Klaus. If I decide that you're worth my time, then you are. So shut up and let me finish." she kissed him, preventing him from trying to respond. Before Klaus demanded more of her, she pulled away from him, placing her index finger on his lips as he watched her in complete silence. "My parents were horrible, heartless people. And honestly? I'm glad they're dead. You are not a monster. You are Niklaus Mikaelson, a hybrid, loving brother who will do anything to protect your family from a father who abused you physically and mentally your whole childhood. You may not always make the right decisions, but none of us is perfect. And I regret some things in my life, but I will never regret meeting you. Not a single second have we spent together. Because I think you're someone worth knowing. Even if you don't agree with me."

Klaus stared blankly at her. It was the first time someone ever saw him for more than his murderous, dangerous side. His heart started to beat faster, and he prayed for all the gods that exist to prevent her from hearing it. Instead of letting himself take off his mask for the first time since he had become a vampire, he decided to cover up his real feelings, so that Y/N wouldn't know that his soft side for her wasn't only out of desire... but also something he couldn't admit to himself right then.

"Don't pity me." he growled, throwing her off him and walking over to the window.

"That's not a pity. You know I wouldn't tell it to you if I didn't think so." Klaus spun around furiously, trying his best to camouflage his fear with anger.

"And what else did you read from my personality? You're doing pretty well so far, considering we're just fucking in corners under the cover of night." Y/N stood up too, not hesitating to face the hybrid for a moment.

"This attempt to make me angry will do nothing. You try to push me away before I go too far, but it's too late. I know you, Klaus, and I know what you're most afraid of."

"And what is it?"

"Loneliness." Klaus froze in place, watching her with not even the slightest emotion on his face. "You don't want to be alone, which is why you gather so many people around you. Though you never let anyone get close enough to know your real self. But you know, you'll never get over that feeling if you don't let anyone in. Or if you keep locking your siblings in boxes or coercing others into obedience. It's... a beautiful, wonderful city, but how many people are really willing to follow you of their own free will? You may be king, but ruling vampires, werewolves, and witches with fear will accomplish nothing."

Klaus stood silently, watching her intently. Y/N shook her head in disappointment as she turned away from him and began to gather her belongings scattered around the room.

As she was about to put on her dress, Klaus ran over to her and gently grabbed her arm, turning her to face him. She raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Stay." she snorted, shaking her head with a bitter laugh as she brushed his hand off her. But Klaus didn't give up. He cupped both of her cheeks, forcing her to look into his eyes. It was the first time he had looked at someone with such pure desperation. "Please."

Her defensive posture dropped. The dress fell from her hands as she grabbed his hand and pulled him back to the bed. Without a word, she clung to him again as they tried to fall asleep.

They both took a risk today by showing each other their other faces, which they had never shown to anyone else except their families. They saw the lost, struggling in their darkness, people who needed the closeness of each other.

They both let themselves sink into their own dreams, where they loved each other unconditionally. But then both of them were too scared, distrustful, and hurt by fate to fully trust the other one.

But this time, Y/N stayed with him until he woke up. And Klaus, for the first time in his 1000 years of life, felt hope.

I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust

Y/N has never been more scared in her entire life. She ran as fast as she could to Mystic Falls High School, hoping Katherine had either won the duel with Elena or had come to her senses and fled as soon as she realized the younger vampire had the cure.

She had no plan, no emergency escape, and no secret weapon. She had nothing. But she knew she had to help Katherine, even if she had to turn human herself in the process of rescuing her sister. She was all Y/N had left in this world. And she knew well that Katerina would do the same for her. Even if people didn't believe in her.

She ran into one of the corridors, following the sounds of the fight.

Her heart was beating wildly as she pushed Elena against the far wall, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the unconscious brunette on the floor. She breathed a momentary sigh of relief when she saw that Elena was still holding a cure in her hand.

"It ends here. Katherine will recover soon. You can't beat us both."

"I got along quite well with Katherine. I doubt you'd be a stronger opponent."

"Then you're dumber than I thought."

Elena lunged at her, trying to break her neck, but Y/N dodged, scanning her surroundings for any weapons. But Gilbert didn't give her enough time to think. She kept attacking the older vampire, inflicting small, meaningless injuries on each other. Y/N had to think of something, and fast, before Elena somehow got the upper hand on her.

The younger Petrova stumbled as Elena pushed her against the opposite wall. She groaned as blood began to run down her hair and down her spine. As soon as Gilbert got closer to her, she swung, causing the brunette to fall next to her on the floor.

They struggled for a while until the younger vampire bit into her neck, startling her. Both immediately plunged their free hands into the other's chest, holding each other's hearts tightly.

From Elena's determined look, Y/N knew she wouldn't be happy with a tie. One or both of them will end up with their hearts ripped out. There was no other way.

"Let her go! Or your dear Damon will die with her!" Klaus' voice coming from behind her made her heart beat even faster in Elena's strong grip.

How the hell did he get here?! After that fight at his house and their goodbyes, he was supposed to be in New Orleans rebuilding his relationship with siblings and his kingdom, not in Mystic Falls saving my ass as usual.

"How do I know he'll survive if I let her go?"

"You have my word, Elena." Elijah came out from the other end of the corridor.

Seeing my sister's ex made me both happy and murderous at the same time. Although... maybe he still cared about her, since he'd come to his noble ass here to save her.

"Be careful, doppelgänger; I'm holding your heart too. Don't forget that." she reminded her, clutching Elena's heart tighter, and she moaned in pain.

"Y/N." Klaus' warning snarl got no reaction from her. She stared defiantly at the doppelgänger.

"I told you. It ends here, Elena. Nobody has to die. Just let it go." her gentle tone of voice weakened the vigilance of the brunette kneeling in front of her. Y/N took advantage of this and, at the speed of light, loosened the doppelgänger's grip on her heart and ripped her hand from her chest with a scream. She also let go of her heart and shoved the medicine down her throat, pushing her to the floor.

Klaus was at her side immediately, taking her into his arms and watching the doppelgänger unconscious from the fall. He breathed a sigh of relief as he felt his vampire heart beating. A second too late, and it could have ended very differently. He pulled the living vampire closer to him, trying to chase away the dark thoughts.

"Niklaus!" her raised voice brought him back to the world. His brother stood beside them, holding the unconscious Katherine in his hands, watching him closely. He turned his gaze to the tired woman in his own arms. "Please get us out of here."

Klaus nodded, getting up with her and holding Y/N in a bridal style, close to his chest, so she could rest her head on him. Both originals left the school and went to their cars. Each of them finally took his girl home.

I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours) I just wanna be yours (Wanna be yours)

"Penny for your toughts." Klaus crept up behind her as she stared blankly at the streets of New Orleans. Involuntarily, he remembered how they had met here 100 years ago... and the night that made him realize how he really felt about her—the night she had stayed with him for the whole night and day for the first time.

She looked much better after resting in their mansion. Klaus could get used to having her so close to him, along with his entire family.

"I'm offended that you value them at a penny. But if you must know, I was thinking about you."

"Me? What a pleasure. And what you had in your smart brain, love?" he asked, glad he wasn't the only one of the two who thought of the other when they were apart.

"I've lost count of the amount of times you've been there for me and everyone you care about. But today you save someone who doesn't mean a thing to you. You could just take me out of there and let Elena shove the cure down my sister's throat without telling Elijah that she is in danger. But you didn't. You of all people saved Katherine's life, along with mine. Why?" Klaus avoided Y/N's scrutinizing gaze, pretending to be very interested in seeing the town below him.

"Leave it Y/N. I just did it. I wasn't thinking then. In hindsight, I should have made sure she turned into a human myself, and kill her. I still can do it, so for her own good, don't put any ideas in my head."

"Klaus. Just answer it."

"I did."

"Niklaus." he turned to her, meeting her expectant gaze. Klaus swallowed. He had dreamed of this moment so many times, even in the very place where they stood… but could he overcome the fear of rejection? Being alone again?

"I don't know if you're ready for the truth, love."

"Try me. Maybe you'll be surprised." Klaus sighed, looking away from her. Were they both ready to cross that safe line they had set so many years ago? He did not know. But he figured he'd never find a better time…

"I saved Katherine because you wished it... Because what's important to you is important to me. What makes you laugh makes me want to keep it. What scares you I want to tear apart. You are the most important thing to me. I can't spend a single day, sleep, eat, or do anything without thinking about you deeply in my head. You own me. Body, mind, and soul. I've been yours since the day I met you. And I'll always wanna be only yours, even if you don't want me at all."

Klaus plucked up the courage to bring his gaze back to her face. She was expressionless. Totally poker. He felt a cold shiver run through his body, and the pain of rejection paralyzed him so much that he was unable to make any move. The hybrid cleared his throat, controlling the trembling in his voice and the coming tears.

"You can run away now. I won't chase you, Y/N."

Those words brought her out of her trance. However, Klaus kept his head down, not wanting to see the love of his life walk away from him.

If he hadn't, he would have known the love and emotion on her face.

Y/N walked over to him, shocking him to feel her gentle hands on his cheeks and stunning him as she pressed her lips to his in a tender, soft kiss.

They couldn't get away from each other. They clung to each other as if they were the only anchor holding them in this world, embracing and kissing so hard that neither of them could mistake this moment for a dream.

It was only the lack of air that forced them to move away from each other significantly, resting their foreheads against each other as they inhaled the familiar, calming scent of their second halves.

"I'm tired of running." Y/N whispered, planting kisses across his face, teasing him as she deliberately avoided his seeking lips. "And I never want you to let me go. Ever. You stuck out with me, my lord."

"As you do with me, my queen."

"Good." she smiled, drawing him into another of their many kisses as she led him to his bedroom.

She stayed with him that night. And the next, and the next one. And she never left his side again.

He was hers. She was his. They belong to each other.

And Klaus was in heaven.

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A lifetime of dates (part 2)

After being together for twenty years, Natasha and Katya have been on many dates in their lifetime. In this series, we see one from every part of their lives.

- Natasha Romanoff x Fem!OC (Katya Petrova from the Forgotten Ghost series) - Wordcount: 2.1k - Warnings: Tony being his usual asshole self (lovingly), suggestive talk, crowds? - We're continuing with the The Avengers movie (post battle of New York) do not repost my work as your own or translate my work Masterlist

2012

''Hot damn.'' A wolf-whistle echoed in the room.

Natasha, fiddling with her dangling earring, slowly turned to the culprit, careful not to drop the clutch wedged between her arm and her side. Her eyes narrowed, daring him to continue, but the man clearly held no regard for his life.

''That's what you've been hiding under that suit?''

''Stark,'' Steve scolded him, shaking his head in disappointment.

Week one of living in the Tower. It had been a… challenge to adapt to the new situation.

For two spies who worked alone, lived alone, and stayed in the shadows all their lives, it was a big change to suddenly be a part of the most famous team in the world. And to live with them. Seven big characters in one building had already led to annoyances.

People—Stark—not cleaning up after himself, Clint hogging the TV, Steve not letting anyone put their feet on the coffee table, Thor accidentally smashing said coffee table by simply putting his hammer down.

Natasha found herself struggling to settle. Change wasn't her favorite thing, especially when things had been so good at SHIELD. But there was one place she ran to when her inner turmoil was strong. Or rather, one person. And now that their floor was decorated, and all their stuff moved in—two bags of clothes, a plant, and some picture frames—she grasped at the opportunity to go on a date, just her and Katya, away from the boys.

Staring Tony down, Natasha marched up to the couch, her heels clicking on the polished floor. From the corner of her eye, she saw Clint cringe, the fury in her eyes a very recognizable one.

She'd been wanting to say something to the group concerning her relationship. And being two women against five men, she felt she had to act quickly to establish her power and authority.

"I'm only saying this once," she said firmly, pointedly looking the other four men in their eyes. "So get your heads out of your asses so you hear what I have to say.''

Tony's face grew a smirk, very interested in what she had to say. Bruce shrunk, like Clint. Thor just looked confused. Steve paid genuine attention.

"House rules. In case anyone was still wondering, yes, Kat and I are in a relationship. We fuck, we go on dates."

Everyone on the couch—except Tony, who perked up—shifted around and grimaced awkwardly at the mention of sex, but Natasha loved making men uncomfortable.

"Rule number one, no weird staring. We're two women, it's 2012, get over it. Don't ask who 'the man' is in the relationship. There is none, that's the whole point."

They were all silent, listening intently, and Natasha had to suppress the urge to smirk. Since aliens fell from the sky, she hadn't felt as powerful as now.

"Number two, I don't want to be made fun of or hear any ''funny'' lesbian jokes, and I'm looking at you, Stark," she warned, glaring challengingly at him.

Tony's eyes widened with innocence, his hands raised in mock surrender, but Natasha knew, and all the men around them knew, he'd jump at the first opportunity to make a joke.

''Three." Natasha paused, her voice softening the slightest bit. "We're both in this for life. So spare yourself the trouble of trying to snatch her away from under my nose, because you won't succeed, and it'll be embarrassing for you. If I see any flirting, I won't be responsible for what I'll do to you."

Bruce looked downright terrified at her threat, scared to even look at Katya anymore in fears of upsetting Natasha. Steve just nodded somewhat awkwardly. But they were all quiet, impressed by her words. Natasha saw she hadn't frightened Tony enough, but she had a plan to deal with him later.

"Oh, and please," she added as an afterthought, "announce yourself before you go onto our floor. It's for your own wellbeing.''

''You mean if we want to avoid a bullet to the head," Steve smiled, thinking he got the joke.

The corner of Natasha's mouth curled up. ''Something like that.''

Everyone turned to look at the hallway when footsteps swelled on. They were fast, rushed, and belonged to Katya, who struggled to clasp her bracelet around her wrist as she hurried into the room.

''Oh, here you are!'' She exclaimed, lighting up when she spotted Natasha. Her black dress was very similar to the one her redheaded girlfriend wore. Short, with thin straps, tight all the way from chest to thighs. A long black blazer had been thrown over it to act as a jacket on these chilly summer evenings.

Natasha's demeanor changed dramatically. Her stern glare faded away like snow under the hot sun, a bright endearing smile lighting up her green eyes as they took in the sight before her. She couldn't look away. Beauty like that had to be admired.

''You look beyond beautiful, as usual.'' She complimented softly, wrapping her arm around Katya's waist to pull her into her side. The men were perplexed at her attitude switch, watching wide-eyed as Natasha's soft side came out.

Katya's gaze slowly traveled over the group before it returned to Natasha. ''Why do they look like they pissed their pants?" She chuckled, knowingly raising her eyebrow. "What did you say to them?''

''Oh, just stating some house rules if we all want to live together harmoniously.'' Natasha shrugged, completely unbothered.

Katya's eyes narrowed at her face, trying to figure out what that meant. But Natasha just stared at her with that lovesick expression. Slowly, she turned to the group. ''Did she threaten to murder you if you look at me?'' The silence that followed, together with Bruce's pale face, was enough of an answer. Katya sighed. ''Nat…''

''It's important to set the tone from the start, before they think they can walk all over us," Natasha defended herself with a smile. ''Come, we're going to be late.''

Katya laughed softly as Natasha took her hand and dragged her towards the elevator, but not before they heard Tony mumble,

''I find that switch horrifying.''

Soon, they stepped into the elevator that took them down to the ground level, ready for an evening of fine dining. The city was still in ruins from the alien attack, but business mostly went on as usual. A private dinner was the perfect way to rewind.

"I leave you alone for ten minutes and you threaten our teammates." Katya chuckled, shaking her head as the doors closed. "What were the "house rules"?"

But the second the elevator started to move, Natasha pounced on her. The attraction, the lust, was too strong for her to handle. "Not important." She pushed Katya against the wall, her lips finding the underside of her jaw like a starved woman. "What is important is you looking this sexy. Good enough to eat." She mumbled lowly, teasingly biting into Katya's neck.

Katya twitched, a breathy laugh falling from her lips. "Later." She promised, trying and failing to push her girlfriend off her. Natasha wasn't done yet, her hand innocently brushing up the side of Katya's thigh.

"May I remind you that there are cameras in this elevator." A digital voice filled the space. JARVIS.

Natasha hummed, the vibrations tickling against Katya's skin. "No better way to show them you're off limits." She said smugly, only more determined to leave a trail of sloppy kisses up Katya's neck.

Katya laughed, pinching her girlfriend's side. "I'm not making a sex tape and showing it to Tony just so you can get him off my back. I think it may have the opposite effect." Another bite, this one possessive.

Natasha was more aware than anyone of Katya's attractiveness, so she feared her girlfriend may be right. With a final kiss underneath her ear, she pulled back just as the elevator dinged. "Guess I'll have to keep you close to me then." She smirked.

"No place I'd rather be." Katya grinned, taking her hand. To her surprise, they went the opposite way of the parking garage. "Are we not taking the car?"

"I was hoping we could walk." Natasha smiled softly, their linked hands swinging back and forth. "It's only two blocks and the weather is nice."

But that turned out to be a big mistake.

See, it had only been a week, so nobody on the team was used to the popularity they'd suddenly gained yet. The second Natasha opened the back door, the one that was supposed to be hidden, a horde of fans swarmed her like moths to a flame. She'd never expected or seen them there.

Caps, shirts, signs, flags, drawings, everything was covered with her logo, with her face, with her girlfriend's face and her teammates'. It was a sea of red, white, and blue, like a bad Fourth of July parade. It was the weirdest, most pathetic thing she'd ever seen.

Her fight or flight response immediately kicked in, the fans' loud voices making her heart pound in her chest. Quickly, she tried to back Katya up, into the building, but it was too late.

"Ms. Romanoff!"

"Katya!"

"Sign my t-shirt!"

"Can we take a picture?"

Natasha squared her shoulders, standing tall. "Yeah, so that was a mistake!" She yelled over the noise, looking over her shoulder at her girlfriend, shielding her from grabby hands or cellphones.

This wasn't their scene. This was Tony's thing. It was loud, and overwhelming, and caused a tightness in her chest.

"Let's take the car!" Katya yelled back, her grip on Natasha's hand tightening. They both felt bad leaving these fans hanging, but they had a restaurant reservation to get to.

With difficulty, they managed to go back inside and shut the door, cutting off the noise.

They stood perplexed, staring at each other like they weren't sure that really just happened. Until they burst out laughing. At this situation, at the weirdness their lives had become. Natasha still wasn't sure she liked it, but at least they were going through it together.

"Well, that was something," Katya said, fixing her hair up to compose herself.

"If they're still standing in the street when we drive out, I'm running them over." Natasha joked.

"Nat!" Katya gasped, letting out another laugh. "You do that to the haters, not to our fans!"

Natasha smirked. "I love how you encourage me."

"I'm a supportive girlfriend." Katya shrugged.

They ended up in the restaurant eventually. Even though the server could barely get his words out because he was so starstruck, and the whole restaurant was subtly staring at them until the main course arrived, dinner was nice, like old times. And Natasha clung onto every bit of normalcy she could find, enjoying these quiet moments now more than ever.

As chaotic as the start of this date was, so peaceful was the end of it. They got home pretty late, getting off on their own floor to avoid Tony or Clint ruining their moods, kicking off their heels for some sweet relief. Natasha poured Katya a drink to end the evening, finding her in front of the huge floor to ceiling windows their living room had. She loved watching the city at night, all the lights.

"Life's fucking crazy at the moment," Katya mumbled absentmindedly as she rested her head on Natasha's shoulder, taking a sip of her drink.

Natasha gently caressed her back, tracing the shape of her spine. The muscles underneath her hand were tenser than usual. She wasn't the only one struggling with all this change. "Good crazy or bad crazy?"

Katya pursed her lips in thought. "I haven't decided yet, but I have a good feeling about this group. Everything happens for a reason."

"You know I don't believe in that," Natasha teased gently.

"You'll see, baby. You'll see," Katya smiled knowingly, downing her drink in one go. She stepped away to put her glass down, planting her hands in her sides. "Now, I believe you were hungry."

Natasha frowned. They had just eaten a five course meal. "Hu—" A sly smile pulled on Katya's lips, making her stop short. "Oh." The scene in the elevator.

Katya's smile widened mischievously as she stepped closer and teasingly toyed with Natasha's necklace, her fingertips brushing over her collarbones. "Maybe if you pull my dress off right here, the fans downstairs can get a glimpse," she spoke innocently, but her actions were far from.

Her motivations were so obvious—rile Natasha up—yet Natasha rarely found herself care enough or strong enough to resist. Why would she be stubborn and drag this out if she could have Katya in her bed sooner?

She yanked Katya closer and whispered hotly in her ear. "Don't tempt me."

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