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buckybarnesb-tch · 6 months

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In your last post you said about Klaus getting turned on by watching the reader eat?

Could we have more on/about that in a separate one-shot if you have the time? 💕

One More Bite -Klaus M.

I combined this request with another one I had gotten in my PM’s for Klaus’ mate giving him a blowjob when he’s in his wolf form, so fair warning on that.

If that is something that the original requester isn’t okay with and you don’t want to read this, send me another request and I’ll write something else for you as I understand you may not want to read something like this because it’s for such a specific kind of reader I assume (even though I am one of those readers).

Warning: Severe Warning on this fic! This fic contains Smut while our favorite Hybrid is in his wolf form! Blow-Job warning! Klaus becoming aroused by watching his Mate eat food. Also brief mentions of a school shooting when talking about the Scream movie series.

Sitophilia: Arousal involving food

Don’t Like=Don’t Read

Dead Dove:Do Not Eat!

Klaus has no clue where it came from.

It started when he was in Alarics body in the lunch room, watching over his Doppelgänger and her friends was proving entertaining to him…until he saw her. Y/n was a friend of theirs that didn’t seem to be all that involved in their Supernatural affairs, blatantly ignoring them as they spoke about the immortal Hybrid that sat 2 tables away possessing their History teacher.

She was a beautiful girl, one of the sweetest the 1000 year old man had ever seen, he swore it was true with how kind and naive she seemed to be. Klaus felt the need to protect her and ensure her safety, swearing to himself he would leave her out of all of this but just as he was about to leave the lunchroom he found himself captivated by her once more. It took a bit too long to notice that he was staring at the girl as she ate her lunch.

Klaus had never really been fascinated by watching someone eat before and it was an odd thought all together, but he couldn’t deny his enjoyment at watching her…he also couldn’t deny the raging erection in his pants that he willed away as strongly as he could as he wasn’t in his pants or his body and he was Not dealing with that!

He had gone to the front office later that day, finding her file and reading as much about her as he could. Her name was Y/F/n, she was on the honor roll with mostly all A’s and a few B’s, he found her address as well as the fact that she is emancipated and living in that apartment alone. He looked more into that, finding out that her parents had died a few months prior (when Damon had released the tomb vampires) and she lived on money they left as well as what she made working in a movie theater in the next town.

He found himself hating the idea of his girl being forced to work a job on top of going to school and getting amazing grades, only to come home to an apartment all alone with no family and no real friends as that Scooby Gang doesn’t seem to be very close with her. Klaus can’t explain his feelings, his attraction, or why he wants to take care of her so badly but he knows he doesn’t want her working this hard so that she can be all alone and in pain.

Klaus ditched Alarics body as soon as he was able and while his witches were dealing with the things he needed for his curse, he made his way to the next town and into the little movie theater. He walked into the theater and up to the snack counter where she was sat, reading something on her phone before jumping up as she saw him.

‘Good afternoon sir, what can I get for you to make your movie experience better?’ She asked, a smile on her face as if anyone could enjoy this job everyday. He hated seeing the dark circles under her eyes that she tried to cover with makeup, he wanted to see her in a comfortable bed, sleeping as much as she needed, wanted to watch her enjoy breakfast in bed with the knowledge that she didn’t have to go to work or school or do anything other than be with him. He found himself staring down at her as he imagined feeding her that breakfast while his cock was still buried deep inside of her cu- ‘Sir?’

‘Sorry, lost in thought there.’ He chuckled and she did as well.

‘I do it all the time, no worries. Can I get you something to eat?’ He looked as if he was considering it before responding.

‘Actually, I would love to get you something to eat.’ She looked up at him confused and he thought it was adorable. ‘Would you like to see a movie with me?’ She was shocked by this, clearly, and didn’t respond very quickly. ‘What time do you get done?’ He asked as if he didn’t know it was in 5 minutes.

‘Oh, I’m done in about 5 minutes. I have to get home and study for a test though-‘

‘Aw, let yourself relax a bit. Let me treat you to a movie, you can get whatever you want to eat, and you can pick the movie.’ The blush that spread over her face was adorable and he loved every second of it.

‘Really? Even if I pick a chick flick?’ He nodded, seeing a coworker walking out to take over her shift. ‘Okay, I want to see 5 Nights at Freddy’s…let me go get changed.’ Her smile lit up Klaus’ whole world and he smiled as he watched her walk away, her cute little ass nearly on display in the short skirt she had to wear as a uniform. Klaus only waited about 5 minutes for her to return after getting the tickets (and experiencing the man’s shocked face as he bought all the tickets in the entire theater so that they would be alone), wearing a dark tank top and fluffy pajama pants. ‘Sorry about the clothes, I was prepared to go home and get in bed.’ She explained but he waved her off.

‘Not a problem, next time I’ll wear pajamas too. I’m Nik, by the way.’ He teased, seeing her eyes light up at the idea of a second date.

‘Y/n, nice to meet you Nik.’

‘Alright, what do you want to eat?’ This was a dine-in theater, and while Klaus remembered when theaters sold popcorn, soda and candy exclusively, he found himself happy about the idea of providing his girl a good meal and getting to watch her eat it.

‘Oh, I’ll just get a small popcorn-‘

‘You just got off work, you must be hungry. Please let me get you a meal? Anything you want, if you don’t choose I’ll choose for you and I’ll be forced to feed it to you.’ He teased, wrapping his arm around her waist to test the water of how she felt about him touching her and to his surprise she leaned into his side, allowing his hand to stay on her waist. She was attracted to him too, he could practically smell it, and it made the Hybrid truly happy to know that his girl at least liked him as well.

‘Fine, okay. Hey Kyle, can I get an order of cheese fries, please?’

‘And?’ She shot him a teasing glare before rolling her eyes.

‘And a large order of chicken tenders with extra honey mustard. And since we’re bending this guys wallet, I’ll also have a large chocolate brownie milkshake-with extra chocolate sauce…I hope you like chocolate cause I won’t drink all of that, it’s huge.’ Klaus just grinned as he handed over his card. ‘Wait! You’re not getting anything?’

‘A bucket of popcorn too, please?’ He ordered and she stared at him as he paid for the wildly overpriced food. He carried the popcorn, allowing her to drizzle butter all over it along with salt before they went and found their seats, a girl bringing Y/n’s food about 10 minutes later just as the movie started.

‘I can’t believe there’s no one else in here, especially this late.’

‘Is this a popular movie?’ He asked, genuinely having no idea what it’s about. Klaus hadn’t come here with any intention of watching a movie, he just wanted to be with his girl so to him, the movie didn’t make one single fucking difference.

‘Oh yeah, it’s based on a horror game that I loved, plus Matthew Lillard is in this so I want to see it desperately. People really believe that his character is just Stu from the Original Scream a few years after he “died”. Which he 100% didn’t by the way.’ He could see how sure she was of this and enjoyed her dedicated belief to a movie she clearly loved.

‘How are you so sure he lived?’ He wondered and she turned her body to him more, ready to explain her theory.

‘Okay, so he was supposed to be the killer in the third scream movie! He was cast and everything but they had to scrap the whole plot. It was going to be based on a school shooting but that was right as Columbine happened so they changed the whole movie. Respect for them not doing that, 100%, but it proves that canonically he is absolutely alive. I don’t really get the connection to this movie, but if people believe it then why not?’ He nodded along, enjoying himself as much she seemed to enjoy these horror plots.

‘You’re a horror movie girl, aren’t you?’

‘Yup. Which is weird cause I used to be terrified of all scary movies but now I love them. We should have a horror movie marathon, clearly you haven’t seen the Scream movies and if you haven’t seen them, what else haven’t you seen?!’

‘Most of them, I’m not much of a TV watcher. I mostly just paint in my free time, I’ve seen a few though. The one in the mask who tries to kill his sister.’

‘Michael Myers, Halloween.’ She said, instantly knowing what he was talking about.

‘The Hick who has a chainsaw and wears people’s faces?’

‘Leatherface, Texas Chainsaw Massacre.’

‘The demon people, one of them has pins all over his head?’

‘Pinhead, HellRaiser. Truly an amazing movie, probably one of my favorite plot lines.’ He was amazed at how she knew every one of these from just the simple descriptions, he knew they were probably popular but it was so cute how sure and excited she was.

‘And the guy with knives for hands.’ Her eyebrows raised as he said this.

‘I’m going to assume you mean Freddy Kruger from Nightmare on Elm Street as we’re talking about horror movies and not Edward Scissorhands which is a sad movie that ripped my soul from my body. It a great movie but it’s sad as hell. Why are people so mean to everyone just because they’re different?’ He shrugged at this.

‘People will always judge what they don’t understand, especially when it’s other people. It’s always been that way.’ He knew from personal experience and Y/n seemed to hear the emotion in his voice because she reached over and took his hand in hers.

‘People suck. Cheese fry?’ She offered, holding out the box and he took one, watching as she bit into a couple as the lights went down. He was thankful for his vampire vision as he leaned back into the seat and kept his eyes on her. She was fascinated by the movie but he was fascinated by her. Klaus watched as she ate, finally getting to watch her eat a meal that wasn’t a snack in a cafeteria. The idea that he had provided his girl food, a real meal (for seemingly the first time since he first saw her 3 days ago) was satisfying to say the least. He stared as she ate her fries, her tongue peeking out every now and again to lick the cheese from her lips, causing his cock to twitch every single time. The moan that came from her as she first bit into a piece of chicken had him fully hard and completely desperate, watching as her tongue licked the honey mustard from her finger, her lips wrapping around her thumb and sucking on it with a “pop” as she pulled it from her mouth. He was so lost in his thoughts as he watched her perfect little mouth, he didn’t even hear the words that came from it. ‘Nik? You okay?’

‘Hmm? Yes! Of course, I’m great…you’re so damn gorgeous, and it’s distracting.’ Her cheeks turned red as he said this and she couldn’t hide it from him.

‘You are really sweet…please tell me this isn’t some kind of weird joke.’ As she said this his mind was ripped from his fantasies, confused as to why she would think something like that.

‘What? That’s crazy, why would you-‘

‘You walked into a movie theater without a ticket, came up to the food counter and asked me out to then buy a ticket and buy me dinner. You’re either the oddest and luckiest man in the world considering I was finished my shift when you came in, or this was planned and someone put you up to it…I’m an 18 year old girl in high school on a date with a hot dude in his 20’s…you can at least imagine why I’m a bit skeptical?’ She looked sad and he hated that he had caused it…why is this girl getting to him like this?!

‘I’m sorry that you feel the need to be skeptical of someone asking you out. I admit, I planned to ask you on a date. I saw you yesterday and I thought you were lovely so I decided to ask you out, I thought taking you to a movie after work would be a nice idea, I also thought you would enjoy relaxing and watching a movie right after your shift-‘ A look of guilt overtook her eyes as she realized how much thought he put into asking her on this date and she felt horrible instantly.

‘Oh God…I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I’m a bitch! I-‘

‘No you’re not, relax love. It’s okay, I can see why you were questioning the situation. I want to take you out again, I enjoy you already and I admittedly enjoy feeding you.’ Her eyes widened a bit but she couldn’t turn more red than she already was.

‘Oh…okay? I-I can honestly say I haven’t heard that one before but it sounds nice to me.’ She joked as he reached out, picking up a French fry and feeding it to her, grunting as she wrapped her lips around the tip of his thumb to get the melted cheese off of his skin, taking her time a bit too much as she did this and Klaus couldn’t hold in his groan.

‘Christ Y/n, you’re going to be the death of me.’

Through the rest of their date Klaus enjoyed feeding his girl nearly all of the food he had bought her, her insisting he at least have some as well and he brought her home that night, pressing his lips to hers sweetly and deciding he liked that his girl blushed 90% of their time together.

It was 3 days later that he found out why he was so desperate for this girl more than any other in his entire lifetime.

They had been texting almost all day every day along with him visiting her daily, Klaus getting everything ready to break his curse and actually getting it done with some help from his annoying elder brother (after he tried to murder him) before running off into the forest, his wolf determined to get where he needed to be.

It was the first time in 1000 years that Klaus could hear his wolf in his head the way other werewolves could. In the almost month he had been a Hybrid 1000 years ago he had gotten used to him being there and the curse had taken that from him.

As his paws slammed against the dirt, sprinting through the forest Klaus couldn’t help but wonder where they were going and he quickly got his answer.

“Mate!” The voice he had so sorely missed, growled roughly.

“Mate?” He wondered, having heard the term before but knowing that werewolves finding their mates was extremely rare. Maybe because they were so far out of time if Klaus’ mate being alive 1000 years after his human life was an indication. “Y/n is my mate…no wonder I’m so drawn to her!” A happy feeling was bubbling up in his chest as he realized he had finally found his mate, something he had hoped could exist for him since he found out soulmates were real for wolves.

“Need Mate! Need Mate Now!” The aggressive growl was almost concerning to him as his paws slowed to a trot when he arrived at the home he had been visiting his girl in for the last few days.

“She’s going to be scared! We can’t let her see us-Stop!” He snapped, feeling stupid that he was literally shouting at himself.

“Mate Knows! Mate Not Stupid!” His wolf snarled, sounding offended by the idea that she didn’t know who he was. He scratched at the apartment door and Klaus tried to control his body, to run back into the trees and away from her when the door swung open and his Mate looked down at him in shock.

‘I have to be honest, didn’t see this coming Nik. I mean I got the whole “Nik-Klaus” thing, Elijah told us all your real name but…what exactly do you want me to do with this?’ She asked, clearly entertained by him showing up in his wolf form. He whined, scratching at the doorframe which made her chuckle. ‘Okay, you can come in Niklaus-oh, okay.’ He walked into her apartment before she was even done speaking, hopping up onto the couch and staring up at her as if waiting for something to happen. ‘I seriously thought your interest in me was a joke when I realized who you were. Damon was making fun of me for falling for it…you’re actually into me, aren’t you? Cause I figure you being here right now means either you really like me or you plan to rip me to shreds in my own home. Which is it?’ She asked him and Klaus rolled his eyes, laying his head onto her lap when she sat down beside him on the couch. ‘Oh…good…I could get used to this.’

For the rest of the evening Klaus lounged on Y/n’s couch with her, watching horror movies from the extensive list that she had made of “Horror Movies Nik Needs to Watch”. He also enjoyed once again watching as she ate her dinner, or his personal favorite, watching her eat a pint of ice cream. God, he wants her tongue on his cock so badly, which she noticed as it was on display and larger than one would expect. To her credit, she ignored it for quite a long time, pretending it wasn’t there until the voice in his head made it physically impossible any longer. He was talking about all the different ways he wanted to bend her over and fuck her tight little cunt until she was begging him to stop, practically drooling over how her tongue peeked out and licked the ice cream off of the spoon, desperate to watch her lick his cream off of his hard cock which is around the time his member began leaking onto the blanket underneath him on the couch.

‘Nik?’ She questioned and he lifted his head from her lap to look up at her, as if pretending he hadn’t been staring at her this whole time. ‘Do you need help?’ He tilted his head as if asking her what she meant…she couldn’t possibly mean- ‘Do you need help with your…problem? It’s distracting and it seems to be getting worse.’

At this moment Klaus is happy that he is not just a vampire, but also in his wolf form and unable to show her how embarrassed he is with a look on (what would now be) his completely red face. He couldn’t stop the slight whine that escaped him before jumping down from the couch and trotting over to the door, scratching the wood and waiting for her to release him. “Let Mate Help!” That aggressive voice piped up again and he tried to shove it back down.

‘I didn’t mean I wanted you to leave, I…I mean if you wanted me to, I…it would have to be really fucking private, I mean if you ever told anyone I would skin you alive!’

Klaus suddenly felt his tail come to life, wagging around behind him like crazy as he released a small “yip” sound, moving back over and hopping up onto the couch again, nuzzling his nose against her cheek.

‘Ahh! It’s cold and wet!’ She was giggling and it was a sound that Klaus knew he adored from the moment he first heard it in the schools cafeteria. ‘I hope you realize that when you’re human again, I want an explanation as to why watching me eat gets you so worked up.’ She teased, moving from the couch to her knees. ‘Are all wolves cocks this big, or is it a werewolf thing?’

“Perfect Mate! Pretty, Perfect Mate! Need to Fuck Mate!” Klaus shook his head quickly as that thought came from nowhere, trying to keep his wolf from controlling anything else when suddenly his cock was enveloped into her hot mouth causing the pathetic sounding whine that exited him.

Her lips were stretched wide around his thick member as he now leaned back against the couch, wanting desperately to hold onto her hair but knowing that he can’t. He settled for one paw resting on the back of her head and couldn’t hold back the growl that burst from his chest, her tongue trailing over the head of his cock which nearly made him finish laughably fast.

You could have never convinced Klaus that this would be something that he wanted, in 1000 years the thought had crossed his mind, of course, but it wasn’t something that really got him off until now. Now, rutting into his mate was all he could think about like it was playing on a constant loop in his mind. As he looked down and saw her on her knees in front of him a content purr built up in his chest. He didn’t know how deeply he had longed for his mate, maybe if his wolf hadn’t been bound from him, he would have.

His thoughts were cut off by the choking noise that came from her as his large cock hit the back of her throat. “Perfect Mate! Perfect Little Tongue!” The growl that exploded from him made her eyes widen in fear before he was cumming in ropes into her mouth, her hand coming up to catch what leaked from her lips.

‘Fuck!’ She cursed after swallowing everything he had to give and looking up at him, as if an innocent little virgin who hadn’t just sucked his wolf cock into next year. ‘Do all werewolves cum that much?’ She giggled and he whined in response, leaning forward and licking her face. ‘I’m not doing that again until you prove how good you are in bed as a man first.’ She was teasing him but he nipped at her throat, catching the skin and watching a drop of blood rise to the surface. ‘Ow…shouldn’t you be out slaughtering innocent humans right now?’ He shook his head, which he’s sure looked like a dog shaking off the water after being in the rain. ‘But that’s what you were going to do before finding me?’ He didn’t respond to this, simply moving to lay down across her lap as she sat back on the couch. ‘It’s okay, I’ll still be here when you’re human again, go.’ He peeked up at her, from this angle the light made her look like an Angel sent from Heaven, as if a gift just for his devilish soul.

“Stay Close! Never Leave Mate! Never Again!” He really hopes that once he fucks his mate and makes her his that his wolf will calm down about her, he may be right but he’s intense.

‘Go Nik, I’ll be right here when you get back, I promise. I have nothing to do tomorrow, I will stay until you come and get me. When you do we’ll order take out and you can stare at me while I eat it.’ He sat up, making a questioning noise that he honestly didn’t know he could make. ‘I Promise.’ She insisted, jumping up and opening the back door towards the woods. ‘I won’t leave, I won’t open the door for anyone either. Get, before you get needier and decide to hump me in my sleep.’ He did as she said, leaving out the back door and taking one final look at her before he was gone, running through the woods as he had always longed for, every day of his immortal life since it was snatched away from him and for the first time in his very long life, knowing that he had someone to come back to.

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starlightandfairies · 27 days

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Hiii 🫶🏼 I hope you're still up for doing an Elijah request! 🤗 I can't get this man out of my head haha

Soo it would be an idea where they met somewhere in Mystic Falls and immediately felt some bond between them, so it happens that they start falling in love (she's human but knows about vampires) but she's too afraid to get hurt so she also tries not to get too close to Elijah. One night he sees some stranger following her home from the Grill and even starts attacking her, Elijah is immediately there saving her and taking her home with him to treat her wounds (mostly some scratches) and he's just super worried. There she realizes that Elijah would never be the one hurting her and they finally share their feelings with a lot of kissing and cuddles afterwards and he holds her, telling how much she means to him.

Oh I hope this is not too weird at all 🙈❤️

Description: Upon meeting Elijah Mikaelson, the feelings start to come but in fear of being hurt, the reader decides to keep her walls up to protect herself. This changes after Elijah protects her after being attacked.

Warnings: fluff, small angst, physical assault (mild), she/her pronouns, maybe swearing?

*Requests are open, please send through as many requests as you want, check my character list and requesting rules.*

Thanks so much for making this request! I can never get sick of Elijah, this man is always on my mind and please feel free to request again if you wish :) I really enjoyed writing this, thank you again :D

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view

Word Count: 2,125

First Person's POV

Tonight at the Grill was a ‘live acoustics’ night, some of the performers were good and others were quite frankly not that great. Bonnie, Elena and Caroline were off on the next big adventure for the vampiric save-the-day business and while I knew about all the vampires, witches, werewolves and all that extra fun stuff. Besides Matt, I was the only human in the group and somehow I was pushed aside to be kept ‘safe; despite Matt always being dragged into the whirlpool of drama even if he didn’t want to be.

“The music is wonderful for the atmosphere tonight, don’t you agree?” That voice would haunt my dreams, haunt my every thought, I couldn’t fathom how gentle and warm a voice could sound. I glanced to the side, shooting a polite smile to the impeccably dressed man and nodded in agreement.

“I do agree, I feel like I’m in like a cute little romance story, the warm lighting and the music-“ I cut myself short, realising I was babbling to a random stranger who more than likely did not care for my ideas and thoughts.

“I can see how you would see that.” Oh, gosh- those eyes! That smile! This man would haunt me forever, picture perfect and everything I would want in a man. I continued to share a polite smile with the man, fiddling with the straw in my chocolate milkshake and turned myself slightly to face the man a little better.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you…?” Realising that he was waiting for my name, I placed my drink down and took his hand.

“Y/N L/N” He softly cupped my hand, shaking it and proceeded to share his name.

“Elijah Mikaelson.” I wish I could’ve hidden my reaction better, my eyes went wide, and my smile flattened for a moment before I quickly made sure to continue to be nice and polite. Elijah carefully rested my head on the bar, took a small sip of whatever his drink was and gazed at me with a quizzical look.

“You know who I am…” His tone was neither harsh nor hurt, Elijah seemed to have suspected my knowledge of his name and he even seemed curious by the idea of my knowledge.

“I know of your brother Niklaus… Elena told me about you, I think she might have exaggerated a bit. You don’t seem like the antagonist she kinda painted you out to be. From what I’ve heard, you’re the nicer brother… the noble one and I'm sure first glances can be deceiving but… I don’t know- you don’t seem like a bad man.” He briefly licked his lips, eyes shooting up to the ceiling and seemed to be contemplating his next moves.

“I suppose you know-“

“That you’re a…” I leaned closer to whisper so people passing by wouldn’t hear.

“An Original.”

“You don’t seem to be phased.”

“Team doppelgänger has built up my immunity to supernatural beings.” I let out a weak chuckle, cringing internally and turned my focus back on my drink. I wanted to keep speaking with him, I really did want to keep speaking with him but I knew the world that I happened to live in and I didn’t fancy the idea of being bait or hurt as collateral damage.

“It was really nice to meet you Elijah but I have to go.” He nodded, that handsome smile appearing once more, his actions made me gush and brought butterflies into my belly as he grabbed my jacket and assisted in placing it back on.

“I hope that you have a good evening, Y/N”

“Same to you Elijah.” He seemed to have a thought pop into his head, I stopped in my tracks, allowing for him to have the benefit of the doubt and give him the chance to speak his mind.

“May I have the pleasure of seeing you again?”

“Maybe… There’s always tomorrow.” I knew I had given myself away, I could feel my heart skip a beat, I’m sure he could hear it, his facial expression didn’t change but I could feel that he knew what I was feeling.

“Have a good evening,” I whispered, brushing past him to carry on my way.

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I had seen Elijah a couple of times since our first meeting, we had small conversations and I tried my best to conceal my heart, I didn't want to get close to this man despite enjoying his presence, his voice and the true appearance of his gentlemanly ways made me fall into a daydream greater than any story or dream I could ever have or read.

The next time I saw Elijah was three months after our first meeting, as I said we had multiple different meetings and they were all the greatest moments of my life despite how much I tried to protect my fragile heart. I had left my home for the park, I wanted to read outside of my home and get some fresh air away from the stuffiness of my bedroom. I rested the picnic blanket underneath a large tree, I read three chapters of my book before I felt a presence looming nearby, I placed the book to the side and stood up, surveying the area for a figure and jumped in my skin seeing Elijah approaching me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, may I join you?" I nodded, smiling at the man, watching as he unbuttoned his shirt and sat down with me on the picnic blanket. He gently picked my book up, staring at the cover with intrigue, I observed him with butterflies growing in my stomach, a blush wanting to form on my cheeks as I continued to drown in what was possibly a huge crush for the Original Vampire.

"Ignite Me by Tahereh Mafi... I'm not sure I've heard of this one before."

"I doubt you would've, I don't exactly picture you reading a book like this?" He smiled, tilting his head slightly, a deep chuckle leaving his mouth and he handed me back the book.

"Why is that?"

"Well... I don't know, I picture you reading older books nothing from the late 20th century to the early 21st century." Elijah briefly nodded in agreement, I smiled proudly at my guess and fiddled with the tassels hanging off of my bookmark. The vampire took off his suit jacket and began rolling up the sleeves of his button-up, I bit the inside of my cheek, begging myself to remain calm and avoid giving away any kind of emotions being revealed.

"Enlighten me, will you though, please? What's it about?" I cleared my throat, leaning closer to him with joy forming, giddy that he was showing interest in something that I liked and enjoyed.

"It's the third book in the series, I've read it before, and this one is one of my favourites. Essentially the series is all about control some people have these powers and the leaders are trying to control these people. The relationship of the main characters is what I happen to enjoy the most about it, I love how Tahereh created their bond from..."

"Why did you stop?" Elijah gently questioned, his face furrowing in concern, I wanted to cringe but I forced the words out before I could let that show. Taking a deep breath, I turned my gaze back to him, scrunching my face up briefly and proceeded to explain to Elijah what was going through my head.

"Whenever I ramble on to the Salvatores and all that, it's clear that they don't care and I'm not wanting to force that onto you. I'm sorry." Elijah tutted, shaking his head and holding out his hand for me to take. Hesitating for a moment, I finally rested my hand in his, holding my breath for a moment and kept my eyes focused on him as he rested his other hand on top of mine.

"You do that too often, Y/N, I can see you trying to protect your heart and you have a wide range of information waiting to come out and you shut yourself down because you expect everyone else to do that. I hope you find someone... someone who makes you realise you don't need to do that."

"Could possibly end up being you, Elijah," I whispered.

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When someone unknown came into Mystic Falls, it was always a concerning event, the vampires were always the most suspicious of strangers and most of the time they were typically right for not trusting the stranger. It was late when I left the grill tonight, Elijah was growing on my mind more and more, and I would be hit with a wave of memories at random moments.

"Up ahead, there's an alley to your right, walk down it. Try anything-"

"Okay... I understand." I whispered, complying as I walked a little quicker and turned down the alleyway. I cried out as I was instantly shoved against the wall, my head ached and the world spun around me, I bit back a sob as I hit the ground and hissed as the gravel bit into my skin. I kicked off my heels, not fancying a broken ankle and lept to my feet running towards the street but missed as the man tackled me to the ground and which resulted in blood slightly trickling down my forehead and more cuts forming against my skin.

It felt like something out of a vampire movie, I heard a whoosh and then a light thud. Elijah appeared, holding the man against the wall effortlessly with one hand and easily compelled the man to walk off and not commit any sort of crime again. I let out a few sobs as the pain sunk in and the adrenaline started to fade away.

Elijah swooped me into his arms, effortlessly taking me to his mansion and rested me down on his obnoxiously large bed. He crouched down, gently cupping my face in his hands, observing my facial features and swiftly disappeared somewhere before running back.

"Are you okay?" He questioned, focusing on grabbing the things from the first-aid kit to treat my wounds.

"I'm okay..." I whispered, hissing as he wiped an alcohol wipe across the graze on my palm and watched as he apologised profusely for inflicting any added pain onto me. Elijah was so attentive to my needs, he cleaned the blood and dirt away from my cuts and grazes. Covering them with bandaids, doing what he could to assist in caring for me. It was as he was lingering for a moment, observing my form that I realised that Elijah Mikaelson would never hurt me. He would never cause any harm to me, Elijah Mikaelson would protect me and I knew that I wouldn't need to worry any longer.

"You wouldn't hurt me..." I whispered, staring at the vampire as he grasped my face and held eye contact with me.

"Y/N L/N I would never dream of hurting you, you... you're perfect... Y/N you are the epitome of perfect, I haven't met someone as intelligent, kind, sweet, and funny in a long time. Y/N I love you and I hope that you'll allow-" I pushed myself closer to him, carefully cupping his face to kiss the man who had possessed my dreams too often.

"Elijah, please, never let me go, I can't keep guarding myself-"

"Shhh, I've got you." He kissed my forehead, pulling me into his arms and pushing himself to lay against the headboard of his bed. I inhaled, holding onto the warm and mesmerising smell of his cologne, I curled into his chest and hummed gently as he rested another kiss on my forehead.

I felt protected, Elijah was my guardian angel, and he made me feel warm and gooey. Made me giddy and the butterflies a constant swarm in my belly, I fiddled with his hands, staring at the family ring that rested on his finger and glanced to him as he pulled my face to meet his. I hummed as he rested a kiss against my lips, sucking in another deep breath and curling in closer as he strokes my hair, his touch comforting and loving.

"Can I stay here? Just in your arms? Where I'm safe and with you, you Elijah who looks after me and takes the time to listen and know me?" Elijah's smile made the butterflies come to life, my cheeks flushed red and his simple words reassured me for an infinity of time.

"Always and forever."

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calummss · 11 months

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Infect Me With Your Lovin, Fill Me With Your Poison | Klaus Mikaelson

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summary: you have rejected klaus mikaelson a few more than once, even if he charmed you. when you find out that klaus slept with hayley, jealousy overcomes you and makes you snap at the hybrid who in return gets exactly what he wants

pairing: fem! reader x klaus mikaelson

words: 2.7k

a/n: please listen to this song whilst reading if you can!! life changing

tw: sexy vampire x hybrid smut (blood, kinky sexy) 18?+ smut BUT i can’t write smut well so i wrote some stuff and as everyone knows by now, self interpreted ending :)

‘Where have you been?’ Caroline asked as soon as you entered the back garden of the Mikaelson house, her eyes telling you that she was already fed up.

‘Dreading to come actually,’ you rolled your eyes, immediately snatching Caroline’s planner chart to see what had to be done by today.

Apparently Klaus and his siblings wanted to host some kind of ball and asked Caroline to help, and Caroline being Caroline couldn’t say no. Not only that but she also dragged you into today’s schedule because Klaus had a soft spot for you and thought you could protect her from him, and there was the other reason being that you also loved planning and organising.

‘Caroline, those blue flowers are so ugly…are you seriously going to use them?’ You judged her as she gave you the same look back.

‘Yes,’ she beamed sarcastically, ‘Morning glories are pretty.’

You cleared your throat.

‘Well maybe you should’ve been there when we discussed everything today.’

‘Caroline, please.’ You breathed, silently enjoying the banter. ‘I was not hating…just, you know, judging.’

‘Then stop.’ She snapped, taking back her chart and started to walk towards the terrace where Tyler and Matt tried to detangle pairs of fairy lights.

Chuckling at the two, you observed the scenery in front of you. Flowers in full bloom, greenery as wide as the eye could see as well as a pond that served as a home to multiple ducks. But at the bridge that led to a gazebo that stood on a small hill, you saw Hayley and Klaus talking. They were too far away to eavesdrop but you could tell that she kept smiling at him. You have rejected Klaus Mikaelson more than a few times, even if he charmed you. You just weren’t quite ready to date the most evil villain in supernatural history, but seeing Klaus with Hayley made you clench your teeth.

‘Oh my, I’m so sorry.’ A girl bumped into you with a box Caroline most likely sent her to another location of the house.

‘Watch where you’re going.’ You scoffed, defensively squaring up.

‘I apologise.’ She murmured, her eyes quickly glancing left to right.

‘And I said watch where you are going.’ You stepped closer, so close that you could lean forward to compel her. ‘I want you to go home and write down 100 reasons why you’ll never be worth anything.’

The girl left just as Caroline approached you with an angry look on her face.

‘What was that?’ She kept her eyes on her.

‘I compelled her to leave.’

‘We need help here. Hello? I mean we only have a few hours left!’

‘She was useless Caroline.’ You stated, letting your head fall back. ‘I’ll do whatever she has to do.’

‘You better,’ her white teeth smiled at you.

‘By the way,’ you straightened yourself, staring back into the distance where Hayley and Klaus were still talking about god knows what. ‘Why is that wolf girl smiling at Klaus like she owes him just that?’ You shot back one of the champagne glasses that stood on the table, quickly wiping a drop with your sleeve.

‘You haven’t heard,’ Caroline raised her eyebrows, she too now staring at the two of them. ‘Tyler’s bitchy werewolf friend Hayley slept with Klaus. Don’t ask why, I wouldn’t know how that happened.’

‘So why does she keep smiling at him?’

‘Maybe she fell for him.’

Somehow hearing that made you uneasy, like you wanted to rip her heart from her chest.

‘Why?’ Caroline smirked, turning to face you. ‘Jealous?’

‘What?’ You snapped back.

‘Oh come on, Klaus has been practically drooling over you and you kept pushing him away. I’d say you’re jealous because maybe he moved on.’

‘He didn’t move on,’ You grabbed another glass.

‘You say that so confidently.’

‘He sent me a dress to wear tonight,’ you took a sip, ‘a pink one. He knows my favourite colour is pink…he still likes me. Even asked me for a dance.’

‘So are you going to give him a chance?’

You kept your eyes on Hayley who had just put her hand on Klaus’ arm, throwing herself onto him hidden by a violent laugh.

Shooting back the second glass you walked past Caroline.

‘I’m going to get more decorations from inside the house.’

‘They’re in one of the backrooms!’ Caroline shouted from behind as you walked into the house to get away from anything Klaus and Hayley related. The thought of them having sex made your stomach churn. But it also sparked a flame from within; hatred; jealousy? You were pretty sure you were jealous you just didn’t want to admit it just yet.

Walking into a room you were greeted by many cardboard boxes that were filled to the brim with all sorts of decorations. Some where definitely for Christmas, others for Easter. Grabbing a garland you tried pulling it out but it didn’t budge. Repeatedly you tried to get it out, tons of ornaments refusing to move under the massive amounts of other stuff.

‘Why won’t this come out!’ You sneered, ripping part of it off and throwing it at the wall.

‘There there, love,’ Klaus’ voice caught you by surprise, turning around to see him leaning against the door frame. ‘I don’t know what that poor garland did to you but certainly it couldn’t have hurt you that much.’

‘What do you want?’, you scoffed, once again trying to get that bloody garland out but it would just not move.

‘Why do I have the feeling that you have been ignoring me, love?’

‘I don’t know, have I?’

‘Come on,’ Klaus stepped further into the room, arrogance dripping down his shoulders. ‘It’s rude not to let me know why…’

You turned around to face him, your body starting to feel warm. ‘Why don’t you go back to Hayley hm?’

‘So this is about Hayley? I suppose Caroline told you. You two seemed pretty close just moments ago.’

‘So it’s true then? You slept with her?’

‘Shouldn’t I have?’ He cocked his head, his devilish smirk adding to the rising warmth within.

You stayed quiet and instead turned around to face your luck once more.

‘Does it bother you?’

‘No it doesn’t bother me,’ you grabbed ahold of the decoration once more. ‘You can fuck whomever you want to, Klaus. Just leave me alone and go back to fucking her, why-the-fuck-won’t-this-stupid-decoration-come-out!’

‘You’re jealous.’ Klaus chuckled, you could hear it in his voice how amused he was.

‘I’m not. You go back to that little slut of yours and leave me alone.’ You stepped closer.

‘I have fancied you for months so now when I sleep with someone you suddenly seem to care…why?’

‘Okay fine, Klaus,’ your hand fell over your face, bile starting to rise in your throat. ‘I care. I am so angry at you for sleeping with Hayley when you should’ve fucked me!’

Klaus continued to smirk, his eyes glistening. Somewhat happy that you finally had exploded and accepted that you actually had like him for longer.

‘First of all, love,’ he came even closer, his chest so close you could almost feel his heartbeat through your chest. ‘I wouldn’t just fuck you, I would worship you.’

‘Is that what you told Hayley?’ You gazed into his eyes, his lips so close you could almost taste him.

‘Barely did any talking.’ Klaus’ nose brushed against your, ‘I thought of you whilst I was inside of her,’

‘That doesn’t exactly make a girl swoon,’ A suppressed laugh escaped your lips, breaking eye contact before Klaus’ finger pushed your head back up at him.

‘Let’s not pretend that you don’t love it, Y/n,’ he said sturn. ‘Why keep this wall up of yours.’

You raised your eyebrows.

‘Come on, darling. You love that the bad guy has a soft spot for you.’ He chuckled. ‘No one’s going to judge you for wanting to sleep with me…maybe even more.’

His lips came closer and closer, both hands already cupping your face. You really wanted to kiss him. You really did.

Heat arose from your stomach to your chest. His lips were getting closer and your heart skipped a beat. His dark blue eyes sparked with sin as his eyes didn’t leave your gaze. Your heart pounded in your chest as your knees got weaker. The empty void that filled the space between your bodies was filled with his presence as he stepped even closer. Your whole body tingled, the feeling of his frame leaning on yours, as his arms wrapped around you felt nearly forbidden. His lips brushed against yours, softly, delicately, like you were a porcelain figure, one crack away from falling to pieces and being broken forever. Seconds later the gap was closed. His hands cupped your face as his lips crashed into yours, lips plump and smooth against your own. His arms found themselves to your back, pulling you closer than was possible—you also wanted to be closer to him. You could only focus on how soft he felt against your lips, how addictively he invaded all your senses.

You pushed away from him before he could indulge once more as you hastily pulled back from the kiss.

‘We shouldn’t do this. This is a terrible idea.’ Your thoughts scattered across the floor, breathing heavily.

‘You’re right . . . Want to do it again?‘

‘Yes.’

Barely a sound escaped you before he cupped your face again, kissing you more forcefully than before; your arms finding their way to his neck, making sure you wouldn’t fall from the force he was impacting you with. His arms were around your lower back, pulling you towards his torso. Your hands had found his hair that you had secretly been dreaming of tugging since the moment you saw. Not breaking the kiss you went to one of the bedrooms just next door, closing it before resuming the kiss.

You parted your lips, urging him to open his, moaning into his mouth. Dragging his lips against your cheek up to your ear, his hand found your face again, his thumb pulling down your bottom lip, breaking the kiss again, your eyes meeting, now under different circumstances.

You tore off his shirt, gently stroking his chest as he pulled of your trousers and shirt as you kissed him again. His tongue pushing past yours, his hands at the back of your head pushing you further into his kiss.

You played with his belt, trying to unbuckle it as he clipped off your bra leaving you in only your panties. Your fingers continued to brush against the light stubble on his lower abdomen when he suddenly broke the kiss, his eyes darkening as his lip curled almost devilishly.

Klaus walked over to the door, ‘Do you get turned on listening to people have sex, Hayley?’, and swiftly opened the door to reveal Hayley whose eyes were wide with shock, taken aback by having been found.

Klaus pulled Hayley into the room by the collar of her jeans jacket, locking the door to ensure that no other person would interrupt again.

‘I didn’t mean to.’ She said, barely audible as the shame started to settle in, her fingers playing with the hair tie around her wrist. ‘I won’t tell anyone.’

‘We don’t care if anyone knows about us, love.’ Klaus drawled, rolling his eyes.

Hayley’s eyes met yours before they visibly travelled down to your naked chest that already bore red spots from Klaus’ foreplay.

‘You are interrupting.’ You said coldly, almost hissing as you felt the annoyance rise in you, your fingernails digging into your palms as you tried to control yourself.

Klaus gazed at you then back at Hayley.

‘Now what do we do with you,’

‘I want her dead, Klaus.’ Monotone. You could only stare at her, your mind filling with images of every way you could ensure to stop her beating heart.

He chuckled. ‘You hear that little wolf? My darling girl wants you dead…,’ his hands grabbed Hayley’s shoulders and squared them with his. ‘And everything my girl wants she gets.’ Klaus looked directly into her eyes. ‘Stand here and don’t move.’

He moved her hair from her neck, ‘Fancy a drink, love?’

You stepped towards Hayley, your eyes filling with lust as your teeth finally pierced through her delicate skin. The thick sweet taste of werewolf blood coating your tongue as you felt an euphoric rush travel through your veins. You could feel the life drain out of her body as shallow breaths of dying filled your ears. Glimpsing over at Klaus who also had his teeth buried into her neck, you noticed that he already had been staring at you.

Blood started to drip down the corners of your mouth, falling onto your chest, nipples hardening in arousal. The warm blood messily smearing over your naked body. Taking your index finger, you collected some of the blood and placed it on your tongue, closing your mouth around it as you sucked it off, your eyes never leaving his.

Klaus pushed Hayley’s dead body to the ground, clenching his jaw. You stood inches apart, your nose picking up the scent of blood mixed with his cologne.

Seconds later the gap was closed again. His hands cupped your face as his lips crashed into yours. His arms found themselves back at your back, pulling you closer.

‘If only I had known how twisted you really are,’

Your eyes found his; chest rising and falling heavily waiting for him to finish his sentence.

‘I would’ve fucked you sooner.’ Klaus smirked, pulling you in for one more heated kiss before he pulled away. His breath sent shivers down your spine, raising goosebumps on every available patch of skin that was naked to the open.

Your breath hitched when you suddenly felt his mouth on your tits. He started to trace long slow licks; licking of the blood. His right hand found its way to your other breast, massaging it thoroughly and pinching your hardened nipple. You bit your lower lip closing your eyes as you felt your heart beat outside of your chest, your cunt aching from between your thighs, soft moans escaping your blood stained lips.

‘God you are so beautiful.’

‘Fuck,’ you hissed, his tongue starting to flick your nipples as your fingers buried themselves his his hair. Gently tugging it.

Your hands fell to his face bringing him to your face, and forcefully kissed him again, the sight of him being covered in blood sending heat waves down to cunt, feeling that your panties were already soaked. Your arms found their way to his neck, to make sure you wouldn’t fall from the force he was impacting you with. His arms were around your lower back, pulling you towards his body.

‘She tastes good but you would taste better,’

He pushed your body onto the bed, ripping off your panties as a long lick from your hole to your clit made you arch your back. His finger parted your lips and started to explore your already wet cunt, his teeth biting the thin skin of your inner thighs.

‘We barely started and you're soaked? Just for me,’ he chuckled. ‘And here I thought you hated me. Turns out you’ve just been fighting me?’ You closed your eyes and turned your head to the side, difficulty concentrating as he started to push his tongue deeper into you. Slowly he began to pump his fingers out of you, too slow for your liking. Your hands grasped his wrist, nails digging into his skin, asking for more.

‘Not satisfied darling?’ He cocked at you.

You could only concentrate on the pleasure you were receiving, and whimpered out a no. You barely had time to take another breath before he reattached his mouth to your aching cunt.

‘Fuck!’ You yelled out, grabbing a fistful of his dark hair. A deep moan escaped his lips, sending vibrations through your body. He added another finger going even faster than his previous pace, curling his fingers, hitting your spot perfectly.

He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you, making you cry out in euphoria. With every forceful hit you felt your orgasm draw nearer and nearer. It felt like a knot inside of your stomach was going to explode any second which Klaus started to notice. Just before you could release your screams, he pulled out his digits and grinned.

‘Please make me cum,’ You whimpered out desperately.

Klaus’ lips hovered over yours, giving you a taste of yourself as you caught his lips. ‘With time, love.’

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moremaybank · 1 year

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HOW YOU GET THE GIRL — k.m

pairing klaus mikaelson x fem!reader

summary klaus pleads with you as he tries to win you back (based on the song “how you get the girl” by taylor swift)

warnings a little angst, fluff, klaus's fear of reader dying (no actual character death, though)

author's note i'm genuinely so happy with how this turned out. i put the chorus last because it worked better, i hope that’s okay. and i know this was supposed to be mainly fluff, but inspiration struck, all right? don't hate me. also, changed my layout a little.

klaus masterlist ;; valentine's day ‘23 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪

stand there like a ghost

shaking from the rain, rain

she’ll open up the door and say, “are you insane?”

say it’s been a long six months

and you were too afraid to tell her what you want, want

and that’s how it works

that’s how you get the girl

and then, you say

klaus stood at your doorstep, a bouquet in hand, as he debated back and forth between making his presence known and ringing the doorbell or running like hell in the opposite direction. to say he was torn would be the most incredible understatement of all time.

one the one hand, he wanted to see you. god, did he want to see you. he wished for nothing more than to drink in the glimmer of your bright eyes, the curve of your lips when you smiled, the glow that overtook your complexion.

but on the other hand, he was scared. each person who had chosen to love him became collateral damage in the hands of his lifelong line of enemies, and he couldn’t bear for that to be your fate. he couldn’t be selfish with you because you made his life feel worth it just by existing.

so he walked away.

those same enemies he’d feared would take you away from him permanently and forever had now been conquered, but he still struggled to sleep at night. he’d toss and turn, and if he were lucky enough to drift off into slumber, you’d overtake his dreams too.

he’d hear the harmonious crinkle of your laugh, feel the ghost of your lips on his, and his mind would subconsciously replay the memories of the nights you’d spent dancing together, with him twirling you around the room as you giggled. you would tell him that you loved him beyond what you ever thought was possible, and he would say the same to you in return.

everything was perfect. until it wasn’t.

one night he’d sat you down, barely being able to look you in the eye while he told you that your relationship couldn’t go on, that it wouldn’t last. you’d fought like hell to make him believe in how strong your bond was, that nothing could tear you apart, but he wouldn’t hear any of it. and so, he ended it. he’d never seen anyone run off so fast, supernaturally or not. as you did, he could feel your heart shatter in his hands, which hurt him the most. he’d always promised to protect your heart and cherish it, and now it seemed as if it was a mere lie he’d told you to get you to trust him.

but that was then, and this is now. the same concerns did not carry the same weight on his shoulders as they did before. klaus needed you. as the original hybrid, he was almost fearless. but with you, it was different. he was different. your love made him brave. it pushed him to see the light he carried deep within himself, and he desperately needed that. he needed you. someone that believed in him more than anyone else had ever even tried to. and that was enough to push him to ring the bell.

the door creaked open, and your eyes went wide when they landed on him. “klaus, w—what are you doing here?”

“i love you, y/n. and i’m not leaving until you’re mine again.”

remind her how it used to be, be, yeah-yeah

with pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks, cheeks

tell her how you must have lost your mind, ooh-ooh

when you left her all alone

and never told her why, why

and that’s how it works

that’s how you lost the girl

and now, you say

“go home, klaus. i’m not doing this with you,” you spoke, moving to close the door.

klaus stopped you, however, sticking his foot between the doorframe and keeping it nudged open. “please. please hear me out.”

you looked into his eyes, the familiar hues of cerulean bringing warmth into your chest — an unwelcome warmth if you were truthful. at that moment, he’d never looked so honest. even now, after all these months, you could still read him so well and decipher where he was telling the truth.

“you can’t come inside.”

“that’s fine. i don’t need to. i’m going to fix this, even if i have to stand out here in the cold all night and talk your ears off,” he chuckled, trying to make you smile.

you didn’t, though, and his grin quickly began to fade. he cleared his throat in the awkward silence, “y/n, i’ve lived longer than anyone on this earth — barring elijah — and i know this to be true; i was an idiot to walk away from what we had. i did it out of fear, fear that i wouldn’t be able to protect you. fear that you’d die in my arms and i would have no way of helping you. if you had left me, i wouldn’t have been able to survive it. so i forced myself to walk away. but that only made things worse.”

klaus watched as the anger and hurt on your face began to waver, and he hoped you believed in everything he was saying.

“i want you back. i want our life back. i want to dance with you in the living room to that willie nelson song you love. i want you to toss flour at me while you’re baking the most magnificent beignets i have ever tasted. i want to feel your beat next to mine every night and feel the ache in my chest when we’re forced to spend the night apart,” he spoke, carefully inching closer to you. “i want to marry you, give you a family, hell, give you the world. i just want you.”

and you know

oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

that i don’t want you to go, oh, oh

remind me how it used to be

pictures in frames of kisses on cheeks

and say you want me, yeah-yeah

and then you say

you ran a hand through your hair, closing your eyes shut as you tried to process everything klaus had just said to you.

“y/n?”

“just— give me a second to take this all in, klaus. you can’t just come back here after six months and expect me to waltz back into your arms. i loved you, klaus. i still do, and that means something to me. but you hurt me. how am i supposed to trust that you aren’t going to run off and leave me in the dust every time you’re afraid?”

klaus reached out, trying to place his hand on your arm in comfort, but you moved out of his reach before he could.

“y/n, please. i’m not afraid anymore. no one on this earth will fight to protect you the way i will. i’m smart enough to see that now. these past few months without you have been absolute hell, and for me, that’s saying something.”

he reached forward once more, this time successfully gracing your arm with the familiar heat of his palm. “if you’ve shut the door on us forever, i understand, and i’ll respect your decision. but you should know that i’m not going anywhere this time. i promise you.”

you huffed a sigh, breaking your locked gaze as you thought about it. you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t dreamed of this moment on repeat during the handful of months you’d been without him. all you wished for, in and out every single day, was for klaus to show up and tell you that he was wrong. to say to you that he was sorry and that he’d never let you go again. he’d take your face in his palms, thumb swiping over your cheekbone as he always did, pull you close and kiss you. a kiss so magical that it would take all of the pain and agony away. and when you’d pull away, he’d mumble how much he loved you against your lips, and you’d grin wider than ever before.

all of your shared memories sprang into your mind, of kisses on cheeks, nights spent in each other’s arms, days of exploring the city hand in hand. you remembered how great the love you shared was and thought of how great it could be again.

and that’s all you hoped for.

i want you for worse or for better

i would wait forever and ever

broke your heart, i’ll put it back together

i would wait forever and ever

and that’s how it works

that’s how you get the girl, girl, (oh-oh, oh)

and that’s how it works

that’s how you get the girl, girl

“i know i hurt you. i broke us, and i’m willing to put us back together if you’d let me. i am going to be on this earth until it disintegrates into ash, and even then, i will never stop fighting for the chance to win you back. nothing could ever make me walk away from you again.”

your eyes met once more as his statement pulled you out of your thoughts. you looked at him, your heart cracking wide open at his sincerity.

“stop fighting, klaus.”

“didn’t you hear what i said? i’m not going to, not even if you beg me.”

“no. i’m saying…you don’t have to fight for a chance anymore,” you spoke, moving to stand right in front of him. “you’ve got me.”

his lips curled up, his dimple showing as he surged forward, cradling your face as he always had, stroking your cheeks with his calloused thumbs as he always had, and let the magic bleed through his healing kiss.

your hands circled his wrists, and you smiled against his lips, finally feeling as if your heart and mind were at peace again. everything had fallen back into place, and the world finally made sense to you.

he pulled away reluctantly, leaning his forehead against yours. “i’m going to marry the bloody hell out of you,” he breathed.

“slow your roll there, mister. we only just got back together,” you laughed softly. hearing your laugh was music to klaus’s ears because he’d been waiting for it for so long.

“we’ve spent enough time without each other. i’m done waiting. let’s get married.”

you pecked his lips once more, watching a crimson dance along his cheeks. “let’s get married,” you repeated, agreeing with him.

he grinned, swooping you up into his arms bridal style as he spun you around. you squealed with a giggle, your arms wrapping around the back of his neck as you held on tight.

and that’s how it happened. that’s how klaus got the girl.

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witcher-and-henry-cavill-stuff · 5 months

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Eternal Bond

For centuries, Y/N had roamed the earth as an ancient vampire, her existence marked by an unquenchable thirst for blood and an insatiable desire for knowledge. She had witnessed empires rise and fall, and her heart had grown weary with time. But when she crossed paths with Klaus Mikaelson, a hybrid with a tormented soul, she discovered a connection unlike anything she had ever experienced.

Y/N had always been solitary, content in her solitude as she observed the world from the shadows. But there was something about Klaus that drew her in—a magnetic pull that defied reason. When their eyes met for the first time, a spark ignited, and Y/N felt a flicker of something she thought long extinguished within her.

Klaus, too, was captivated by Y/N's aura, a timeless elegance that spoke of ancient wisdom and untold stories. He saw the weight of the centuries in her eyes, and a curiosity burned within him to unravel the mysteries that lay beneath her immortal veneer.

As their paths continued to intertwine, Y/N and Klaus found themselves drawn to each other, their connection growing with each encounter. They shared conversations that spanned the depths of history, their words dancing in the air like echoes of forgotten times. Y/N's guarded heart began to thaw, and Klaus found solace in the presence of someone who truly understood the burden of immortality.

Their bond flourished amidst the chaos of their supernatural existence. They faced enemies together, their combined strength an unstoppable force. Y/N admired Klaus's resilience, his unwavering determination to protect those he loved, even in the face of insurmountable odds.

Klaus, in turn, marveled at Y/N's wisdom and grace, the way she navigated the world with a quiet strength that belied her true power. He found solace in her presence, a respite from the darkness that often consumed him.

But their love was not without its challenges. Y/N's immortality made her cautious, her heart guarded by centuries of pain and loss. She feared opening herself to vulnerability, knowing that loving Klaus meant embracing the possibility of losing him to the ever-encroaching tide of time.

Klaus, however, refused to let Y/N's fears dictate their fate. He saw in her a reflection of his own longing—for love, for redemption, for a companion to share eternity. He vowed to break down the walls around her heart, to prove that their love could transcend the constraints of time.

Together, they went on a journey of discovery, exploring the depths of their immortal souls. Y/N learned to trust, to let Klaus into the deepest recesses of her heart. And Klaus, in turn, discovered a love so profound that it transcended the boundaries of his own turbulent past.

But as their love blossomed, a darkness loomed on the horizon—a threat that sought to tear them apart. A powerful coven of witches, envious of Y/N's immortality, conspired to sever the bond between her and Klaus, unleashing a torrent of dark magic upon them.

Y/N and Klaus stood united against the onslaught, their love a shield against the forces that sought to tear them asunder. In the face of danger, they fought with a fervor fueled by the depths of their connection. Their powers intertwined, creating a symphony of ancient magic that lit up the night sky.

Yet, even in their triumph, the battle took its toll. Y/N found herself weakened, her immortality waning under the strain of the witches' curses. Klaus, desperate to save her, sought out a cure, delving into the darkest corners of the supernatural realm.

In his quest, Klaus discovered an ancient ritual—a beacon of hope that promised to restore Y/N's immortality. With a heavy heart, he embarked on a perilous journey, risking everything to give Y/N the eternity they both desired.

Finally, Klaus returned, armed with the knowledge and power to save Y/N. He performed the ritual, his hands trembling with a mixture of fear and determination. As the magic surged through Y/N's veins, she felt the familiar surge of power returning, her immortality restored.

Y/N and Klaus stood before each other, their eyes filled with a love that defied the boundaries of time. The trials they had faced had only strengthened their bond, deepening their understanding of the true meaning of eternity.

In that moment, Y/N realized that love was the true essence of their immortality. It was the thread that wove their souls together, an eternal flame that burned brighter with each passing year. With Klaus by her side, Y/N knew that she had found her forever, a love that would endure through the ages.

And so, Y/N and Klaus continued their journey, their love a beacon in the darkness of their immortal existence. They faced the centuries together, hand in hand,their bond unbreakable and their hearts intertwined. They traversed the ever-changing landscape of the supernatural world, their love serving as a constant source of strength and solace.

Though the years rolled on, their connection remained unyielding. They witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations, the ebb and flow of empires, but through it all, their love endured. They became a legend, whispered in hushed tones among the supernatural beings who crossed their path—a testament to the power of a love that transcended time.

And as the world continued to spin, Y/N and Klaus found comfort in their eternal bond. They reveled in the beauty of the night sky, hand in hand, their hearts forever intertwined in a love that would endure for all of eternity. In each other's arms, they had found the true meaning of immortality—a love that defied the constraints of mortality and bound them together in an eternal embrace.

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bellarkeselection · 2 years

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An Artist Park View

Request from @itsautomaticfaegirl Reader is painting at a park and klaus is intrigued, they start talking and they have a lot in common. She becomes his best friend and slowly they fall in love with a sweet kiss in the end.

@rosie-posie08 @colbysbrocks

Sitting the brush down with orange paint on it I smiled seeing that I had almost finished painting the orange tree that I was sitting by on a bench at my college campus. The wind blows my hair in my face as I pulled my red flannel closer around me getting caught off by a brittish voice that broke through the air. "You're getting better since the last time I watched you paint." Wiping my head around I smiled seeing my best friend Klaus Mikealson walking up to me. His hands in the pockets of his black jacket before he takes a seat beside me on the bench. "Are you spying on me again, Nik. I thought we said to give me heads up before you get close." He chuckled since I told him growing up I didn't trust many people especially guys since my father beat my mother once or twice. "I may the big bad hybrid but I promise to never hurt you." He softly spoke seeing that I was avoiding his gaze once again.

He gently made an attempt to rest his hand on my knee but I stiffen my back so he drew it away not wanting to make me uncomfortable. His gaze shifted towards the orange trees painting recognizing it from a few weeks in the past. "You seem to paint this particular one a lot. Can I ask why love?" Lifting my head up I finally met his blue eyes giving him a weak smile. "Growing up everytime my parents would fight there was this big orange tree outside our house. I couldn't hear them bicker as loud so it became a safe place." Slumping my shoulders I leaned back on the bench where I felt him place his hand on my knee again just listening. "Everyday I keep my guard up too afarid that any guy I meet will be like my father...that's why I don't ever get close to anyone...except for you apparently. But it's silly right that you might like me."

Klaus smiled bending his head thinking back to the morning we met. I was running late for class and I almost tripped on the stairs until he wrapped his arms around my waist saying that he would hate to see two works of art to get ruined. The hybrid had recently admitted to himself that he liked you more than just a friend because you saw past the monster that he showed everyone else. "Y/n, there's something you should know. You're not silly for thinking that because I feel it too." I felt my cheeks turn bright red when he slowly leaned forward kissing me gently. I lean into enjoying the feeling so I wrapped my arms around his neck until I needed air being human. "Maybe you could paint me sometime after we've had a few dates." I suggest seeing a smirk grace across his face perking my lips quickly draping his arm over my shoulder with my head laying on his chest.

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countrymusiclover · 11 months

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12 - My First Friend

Part 13

Gemini Runaway

Tag list ask to be added @dragonixfrye @secretdreamlandmentality

“I just met your mother. I can’t believe that I just met your freaking thousand year old mother. The same woman who has completely created the entire vampire species.” I frantically babbled out running my fingers through my hair.

Klaus was laying on my bed with his arms crossed behind his head watching me pace back and forth in front of him. “Rae, would you stop worrying. You met my family so what is the big deal?”

“Don’t tell me to not freak out, Klaus. I am not entirely sure on how a traditional relationship or whatever we are supposed to go. But I am very sure that you aren’t supposed to go on one date with a guy and then suddenly meet his siblings and his mother!” I spun around on my feet throwing my hair around causing the lights to flicker in the bedroom.

He chuckled at me rolling his eyes reaching over and picking up my brother's necklace from the nightstand. “You’re a supernatural witch, love. I think normal isn’t something you’re used to, hmm.”

“Put that necklace down and take this seriously please.” I snapped back at him. “I need you to take this seriously right now. The look your mother gave me last is making me more paranoid than I already am.”

Klaus began twirling the blue gem necklace in between his fingers. “I can assure you if my mother tries to lay a hand on your head I will personally take care of her. Did you know that this necklace almost matches your eyes, Raelyn?”

“Oh and to top that off my mother hijacked the phone number of my cousin Jo and she apparently says she’s coming to town at some point. So who honestly knows if I won’t have to pack up my life here and run.” Stomping around at the foot of the bed I finally couldn’t take it so I climbed up onto the bed and into his lap trying to grab the jewelry. “Stop messing with it. You’ll break it and then I’ll kill you. Plus you're supposed to be paying attention to my problems.”

Klaus shifted his hand away from me holding the necklace out of my reach since I was too focused on trying to not fall off the edge of the bed at the same time. “You can’t kill me, Rae. I am immortal and which one of us has the quickest reflexes here.”

“Klaus, give it back now.” I fought, reaching up almost able to grab his wrist until I felt his other arm wrap around my waist holding me close to him so I wouldn’t fall on the floor.

His blue eyes shifted to mine when he turned his head so when I lifted my head up our noses hit one another. “If you’re worried that we haven’t been on enough dates, just say the word and I won’t escort you tonight. My mother will be angry with me but it would be worth it to make you less nervous.”

“You’re spoiling me like I am a princess.” I replied feeling my cheeks turn red. In my mind I keep thinking that I shouldn’t get close to him because I can't be tied down to a certain place if my family comes to find me. Yet there is some drawing about this man in front of me that makes me act like a reckless teenager again.

He smiled leaning forward where it looked like he kiss me causing me to lean forward too until I felt his hands move around my neck clicking my necklace back on and then drawing back. “You aren’t a princess, Raelyn. You are a queen.”

“Why do you do that, Nik. You get so close to kissing me and then you step back. Why do you do it because you are becoming frustrating?” I threw my hands up where I was still sitting on his lap throwing my head up.

He grabbed my face in his hands cradling it gently when our gazes met strongly. “I know you haven’t had any love at all so I wish to make our time together as epic as you deserve. Yet if it frustrates you that much I can stop dancing about it…just say the word Raelyn.”

Pushing my forehead against his, my fingers ran up his chest finding the dog tag ropes he was wearing around his neck so my fingers wrapped them. “Yes…”

He began to close the gap, moving one of his hands to rest on the side of my neck. His other one remains on my cheek. I scooted forward with our lips maybe only an inch from touching right before my phone started ringing on the side table making us break away. “You’re bloody joking right now. I will kill whoever is calling you!”

“Hello, who is this?” I grabbed my phone remaining in my spot with Klaus twirling some of my hair in between his fingers being able to hear who was calling me.

“Raelyn, you probably already know this but the originals are throwing a ball and I was thinking you and I could get ready beforehand. You know give you some air from a house full of a thousand year old vampire family.” Caroline explained through the phone to me clearly hoping I would say yes.

Klaus was against the idea whispering in my ear until I pushed him away with my freehand. “Tell that blonde that you have a much more important priority. We were about to have our first kiss.”

“Sssh Nik. You know what Caroline, that's a great idea. I’ll meet you at the grill in a few minutes.” I hung up the phone getting up from the bed.

Klaus grumbled, throwing his head back on the pillows. “You better pay me back for choosing the blonde vampire over me.”

“Hey, she’s like the first friend that I have had that isn’t related to me. So be nice to her please. And besides I’m not going to move in with her or something. We are just going to get ready for your ball and I’ll be back in one of your beds later.” Getting to my feet I went rummaging through the closet.

Klaus couldn’t help but tease me. “One of my beds huh. Denying you a kiss clearly does drive you mad.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Whipping my head around I blushed realizing what I had told him a few minutes ago. “I just meant all my stuff is in one of the rooms of your house. I’ll be back for the ball.”

Klaus sat up calling when I waved bye to him quickly leaving the room. “I’ll have a dress waiting for you, Raelyn. Have fun!”

Finally arriving at the grill I pushed the door opened seeing Caroline waving me over to her sitting in a booth near the bar. Heading over to her she got to her feet hugging me suddenly but I hugged her back used to her personality. “I’m glad I was able to pull you away from the house of Originals. So what has been going on with you anyway. You said that he took you on a pleasant date, is there anything else?”

“Well there is something between us for sure..” I trailed off tucking my hair behind my ear not really giving her an answer.

She hit the table lightly giving me some puppy dog eyes begging simply. “Look I know we haven’t been friends for long but I would like you to think that you can trust me with anything. If Klaus or any of the others hurt you then-“

“No it’s nothing like that, Care.” I reassured the blonde vampire across from me.

She intertwined my hands with hers pressuring on in a sweet manner. “Then what is happening, Raelyn? Tell me , tell me, tell me pretty please.”

“Okay, okay, before you called me we almost…we almost had our first kiss.”

She nearly jumped across the table squealing where I laid my head on the table. Wrapping my arms around my head I was beginning to blush red until she sat back down grabbing my hands once more. “Oh my gosh! I don't know how to feel. I honestly am so happy for you but I am also disgusted by it because of his reputation."

"Look, I don't know how I really feel about it yet. But I can't shake that I feel something deeply for him. To be honest I've never had any relationship with a guy so I don't know what the right way to feel is." Shrugging my shoulders I bite my lip unsure of what to say really.

Caroline squeezed my hands in hers tugging me up to my feet alongside her. "Well if you ever kiss him. You can call me the second after it happens. Now let's go get our dresses on."

"Actually we have to stop by the mansion since my dress is there. Klaus said he would pick one out for me." I tugged her back.

She nodded, squeezing my hand vamping us to the mansion where I saw a large white box on the front step. Picking it up she sped us to her house where I gasped seeing that there was also one for her. "What exactly is your hybrid admirer up to, Raelyn?"

"I have no idea. He always keeps me on my toes. Let's see what he has done now." Sitting the box on the table I lifted the lid dropping it down on the ground covering my mouth with my hands crying at the view of the dress before me. Lifting the fabric out of the box, the dress was short sleeved and it was a sparkly golden color all the way down. Placing it down in the box I noticed that there was a note stuck on the bottom until I pulled it out.

'This dress doesn't have to just be for tonight. I intend on taking you on quite a few dates now that I know your intentions, save me a dance Rae - fondly Klaus.'

Caroline leaned over reading the note placing a hand on my shoulder smiling. "Wow. I guess he is trying to be in a serious relationship. I didn't think he was capable. Now let’s get ready for the Cinderella type dance.” She picks up her dress where I could see it was a sparkly blue one with white gloves to go along with it that would look good with her blonde curls.

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Request/Drabble: (A/A) Joseph Morgan: Promise to be bad

You didn't meet on either show; Joseph did during the 2010s. He was popular while playing in the original and vampire diaries. You had watched both shows and started to grow a bit of a crush on the brown-haired man.

The way you two actually met was pretty funny. It was an award show years after his vampire shows were over. You two had been paired to tell the world who had won the best male actor in a drama series. Your dress sparkled under the lights, and Joseph couldn't help but stare at you from the sidelines of the stage.

Your sweaty palms have given away your anxiety about going on stage like that. His words pulled you away from your thoughts. "Don't worry, you'll do just fine." He said with a wink, and then the two of you were on stage announcing who had won the award that year.

That was nearly five years ago, and now the two of you were thick of thieves. Your voice was booming in Hollywood. You had gotten almost every single role, and it did help that you had a great partner who was always there to help with your lines.

Joseph had taken you for drinks after the award show and party. The two of you talked and talked until the bar closed down, so the two of you moved to his large apartment in the city. A few more glasses were shared between you, which had turned into sharing his comfy bed with your clothes lying on the floor.

Your relationship only grew more after that night in his apartment. Your relationship moved fast. Within a year, you were now living with him, and he cared about you deeply. Servel's roles as the main character have boosted you through TV shows and movie titles.

And much as you loved to say that you were badass through and through, you were always just a little subby for your boyfriend. You yearned for Jospeh's attention, and he always gave it to you no matter what, but he did have rules for your acting.

To keep your relationship sealed and private, your lips for him only. Your body was his to own, and nobody else got to see the beautiful dips of your hips or the way your skin looked when you were fucked out of your brains. Nobody, not even the world, would get to see that.

The rule was broken before you for a particle shot in this movie. You had read the script, and nowhere did it say you must be half-dressed and sitting in another actor's lap. The intimacy corridor was in your trailer for nearly thirty minutes as you tried to explain that you couldn't do this part of the shot, and she was so understanding. "Don't you worry, dear, I'll go talk to the director." She said before walking out of your trailer.

Your phone dinged, bringing your attention from the door to your phone. "I hope today is going well for you, baby." The text read from your boyfriend, and your fingers danced on the keyboard; you didn't wanna tell him that things weren't going well, so instead, you texted back, "Come visit me, and come see the shot." You smiled down as the bubbles appeared on the phone's other side. A simple thumbs up and a kissing emoji was all you received.

A few moments later, the intimacy director knocked on your door and came in with a horrible expression on her face. "So, the director says that you have to be there. I can get you as much coverage as possible so you can still do the scene, or we can get the stunt double there, but the directors won't like that idea." You sit on the uncomfortable couch, slash the dining table, and play with your nails. Contemplating the idea of even going back out there. You only had so many shots left for the day, so you figured if you could get through the scene, you could just put it behind you and never have to tell Joseph.

"Get me as many coverings as you can." Was all you mustered as you got up and walked out of your trailer and back to set. The intimacy coordinator followed closely behind you, and within a few moments, you were sitting on top of your co-star with nude pasties over your exposed breasts. Nothing would hide that your co-star's hands gripped your hips tightly or his lips pressed into yours.

You can feel the eyes on you. When you turned around after the director called cut, he was fuming. His eyes had turned a dark blue, and his arms were crossed over his chest. Heaving practically to get over to you. At this point, you know you're in deep shit, a deep hole that you had dug yourself. He waits, leaning against the large doorframe.

You're hulled away to take off your make-up and get dressed into a comfy and soft robe, but you walk alone to your trailer, where the bubble grows into heat in your lower stomach. You haven't seen Jospeh since you were whisked away.

You walk into your trailer, and there he is. Waiting with anger written all over his face. "I thought we had an understanding." He says, his voice steady and eerily calm about everything. You, on the other hand, are shaking on the inside. You know the deep hole you've dug yourself, but you aren't sure what will come of it.

"Come here," Joseph says without getting up from his seat at the shitty trailer's dining table. You shut the door behind you and walk to him. Standing in front of the calm man. You wait for a heated breath and then another. Before you feel the slip of his hands on your hips, making you shiver because of how cold his hands are.

"Now I'm not sure what I will do with you. Because frankly, I don't want to punish you, but the rules were clear, darling." You nod, wondering if speaking is allowed. The air isn't tight or pressing down on you; the more he talks and guides you towards the back room where the bed lays, the deeper you fall.

He doesn't manage it every time, but sometimes, when he's extra rough and needy for your soaked pussy he can push you right into subspace. Your back hits the bed, and you bounce a little, the robe being undone above you with a flick of Jospeh's wrist. You aren't naked, but you aren't dressed fully, either.

A pair of skimpy shorts and a tank top revealing your hardened nipples. The expression on his face is unreadable, but you can see that he's enjoying the view because the tent in his jeans is giving everything away.

It's quiet as Joseph drops to his knees, pulling your shorts and panties off in one go. You follow him up by stripping off your shirt; even though this is supposed to be a punishment, you can't help but want to please your hunk of a boyfriend.

"I want you down on your knees." He demands without a second breath. Your knees dig into the carpet, and your hands are already working the belt that holds his jeans up; the belt falls to the floor with a clink, and his jeans ease down his thick thighs before you're greeted with no boxers, just his thick cock leaking at the red tip.

You lick your lips with anticipation, and when you go to press a small kiss to the tip of his cock, your hair has been grabbed, and you're being forced to take his thick cock down your throat.

The burning sensation in your throat, or the tears that roll down your face, are nothing you haven't dealt with before but the place. The trailer is a few minutes walk away from your co-stars, directors, and anyone else working on this movie. It brings a new sense of lust rushing through your body.

His hand is unforgiving on the back of your head, pulling at the roots as your lips reach the base of his cock. With each gag that leaves your lips, breathy moans leave Joseph. His head is falling, and his forehead-hooded eyes look down at you as you try to keep up with the pace he has set out for you. You barely get a breath in before Joseph releases his load deep in the back of your throat.

His grip is rugged, and then your hair is cut loose from the harsh and sweaty grip, but just as swiftly as you were on your knees digging into the carpet. Joseph has you up from your knees, twirling you around in a matter of seconds to have your ass high in the air and your face pushed into the bed.

You don't give yourself an inch or a breath. Instead, he pushes his stiff cock into your tight cunt. His hands fall to your hips, holding on for dear life as he pounds into you with no mercy. Ass jiggling and moans falling on deaf ears, not that your moans can be heard as your face is still pressed into the comforter on top of the mattress.

"Come on, baby, tell me who you belong to." Jospeh's voice is hoarse but deep. You try, but your thoughts are like puddles of mush in your mind, and all you can feel is his grip on your hips. The sound of skin slapping against each other, "Oh, come on now, baby. Just tell me that you belong to me." His words are ragged and sharp as he tries to keep up with his merciless pace. You try to shake your head but don't get far. "Words love. Words." He says as he hits just the right part of your cunt. The one part he's only ever been able to reach.

"Yes!" Your words are half-assed, but he takes it. Loving the way you tightly squeeze his cock. A large hand travels from your hip to your forgotten clit. His rough, sweaty fingers play at your clit. Rubbing quick circles that make you see white as you fall further into the mattress, and you aren't sure if you screamed or if your voice gave out, but all you know is that you went limp in Jospeh's arms.

The overstimulation happened quickly, as Joseph hadn't hit his own high yet. His balls slapped into your abused clit, the clit making it easier for his cock to slip in and out of your leaking hole. Just as you thought that you were safe from your orgasms, another one came crashing through your body. Mkaing, you see white for a second time that afternoon, and with one last thrust, Joseph was leaving his seed deep in your cunt.

Ragged breaths and groans filled the air as he slipped out of you. "I tried." You say in a hushed and sore voice. He hums and wraps his arm around your body, pulling you close to his larger frame. "I know, I just thought… You're mine, Y/n." Your cheeks are already hot with blush, but he always manages to make you hotter in all the good ways.

"I'm yours, Joseph." You say as you lean into the touch of your over-protective boyfriend.

Completed on: 02/28/24

Posted on: 02/29/24

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klausysworld · 11 months

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could you do like having sex with joseph in tvd scene but then hes saying her real name and not her character name and everyone is like what and she’s like omg bc she loves him and then when the day’s over he takes her home and they end up confessing their feeling and having sex in his car

(y/c/n = your character name <3)

Heaven in the back seats

Joseph had been nervous for this scene all day. He knew he was going to get nervous and most likely very noticeably hard. He got hot and bothered just reading through the script and Daniels teasing was of no help.

His hands shook the first take, when he began to undress her. When her tongue brushed his.

On the second take he pulled away and had to step outside. It wasn’t going well for him, his emotions were too strong and it was playing with his head. It took Julie Plec herself to come and bring him back in for him to get going with the scene again. All the other actors knew of his feelings and Daniel came and told Joseph that Y/n had gotten upset thinking he really didn’t want to kiss her, which immediately made him feel awful and push himself to get onto set.

So this time he got nearly all the way through it

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Klaus pushed Y/C/N against the wall, her legs around his waist and hands in his hair as his tongue chased hers and his hands ripped the buttons off her shirt. She moaned in his mouth as his hands rubbed against her covered breasts before moving down to her wait and popping the button on her jeans.

She pulled away with a lustful look in her eyes as she pulled his henley over his head. Her lips sucked down his neck to his chest, her hands pulling his belt off as he dragged the jeans from her legs.

She got down from his hold and shoved his chest, pushing him back toward the bed and pressing back against him, her hands pushing his trousers down as she leaned into his

“Fuck me Klaus” she whispered lowly.

Klaus spun her round and pushed her onto his bed before getting on-top of her. His boxers pressed to her panties as he kissed her passionately, his lower body grinding against hers making him moan

“Y/n” he breathed as she pulled him close, her hips bucking up to gain more friction.

“Fuck y/n more” Joseph whined, his hands grabbing her hips as he rubbed against her faster

“Joseph” she whispered, her hand taking his face “Joseph” she repeatedly softly “the scenes over” she told him, he panted and hid his face in the provided bed. She stroked his hair with a small smile on her face as her co-stars cleared their throats and turned away. The cameras were facing off and the camera crew were looking around awkwardly until Daniel began to clap causing Joseph to groan and push himself up.

He refused to look at y/n as he walked straight out, his dick hard in his pants as he covered his bright red face and tried not to cry from the humiliation.

Claire and Phoebe helped y/n get redressed and went back to her dressing room to talk about what had happened.

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Joseph wished he could have just walked straight out to his car with no more embarrassment but he had no such luck as he walked straight into her while searching for his keys.

His eyes were wide and his face blushed deeply, his adams apple bobbed as he swallowed but he didn’t dare move away from her.

She smiled up at him softly, her hand reaching out to touch his arm gently

“Are you okay?” She asked quietly and he nodded slowly

“I am so sorry” he whispered, his whole body felt like it had been set on fire.

“Joe it’s fine, it was that kind of scene, we both got carried away with it” she told him

“I- y/n, I moaned you name and was basically humping you” he whispered, his eyes widening further when he realised what he had stated and seeing her hold back a laugh didn’t help. “Shit” he breathed before moving around her and rushing to his car.

“Joseph!” She yelled, chasing him across the road. “Joseph come here!”

He sighed and turned around seeing her concerned expression

“I didn’t mean to laugh” she told him, “I wasn’t laughing at what happened, just the way you said it so casually” she explained “I would never laugh at you” she promised “besides you just beat me to it, I would’ve been moaning your name if I hadn’t heard the producers yell ‘cut’

“But you didn’t y/n, and I did. You have no idea how embarrassing it is” he whispered

“Joseph, why did you say my name?” She asked

“I don’t know” he mumbled

“Don’t lie Joe, why’d you do it?” She pressed

“Y/n I need to go home”

“Joseph Morgan, why?” She raised her voice

“God because I’m in love with you! And I wished it was us on that bed, me and you not fucking Klaus and y/c/n! Okay!?” He shouted and she smiled before grabbing the back of his head and pulling him to her, their lips met in a fiery embrace.

Joseph faltered in his step before his keys hit the ground and his arms went around her waist. His lips moved against hers with so much want. He grunted as she pulled away and let out a breath before leaning back down and kissing her again.

Her back pressed against the door of the car as he moaned in her mouth, his hands squeezing her hips. A car whipped past them, honking at them making him pull away and realise his leg was between hers.

“I love you too but I don’t think I want the locals seeing us doing it against your car” she whispered with a small laugh, her hand cupping his face.

“The locals would be lucky to see it” he whispered before kissing her again, his arms holding her waist right to him “come home with me” he panted and she nodded. Their mouths were wet against each other, neither one of them wanting go stop but knowing they should at least get in the car.

Y/n pulled away slowly, her hand on his chest “It’s dark, nobody can see” he murmured

“What are you suggesting?” She asked breathlessly

“I have a lot of space in the back seats” he muttered, leaning down and grabbing his keys “If…that’s what you want…we can go to mine first-or or if you wanted to move slow then-“

Y/n smiled at his nervous rambled and took the keys from him, unlocking the door

“We’ve waited too long to move slow” she whispered while opening the door to the back seats. He ducked his head as he got inside and sat up nervously. She quickly followed and was straddling his lap before he could blink. His breathing grew shallower as her hips rolled to his, he looked up to her eyes seeing her expression soft and dark at the same time. She kissed him gently before putting more passion into it. His hands slowly moved up and under her top, his heart racing as his hips started to subconsciously move with hers.

He pulled away with a breath to look at her, the women he had been longing for, for far too long. It had been years now since he met her on set, she even moved onto The Originals from The Vampire Diaries because the producers found they had so much chemistry it worked too well for them not to put their characters together.

She looked at him like he was the only person in the world, it took Joseph a while to come out of his shell around her. He went from the shy man she only bad a couple scenes with to making her laugh each morning and spending the entire day together. She couldn’t not fall for him, it was the worlds way of telling them be together by making them kiss on the daily-even if it was through their job. They both knew it wasn’t really ever just their characters.

She lifted her top off as his hands were already climbing her body and this only made him more eager. He cupped her breasts gently through her bra as though they were glass. The moment felt surreal, he couldn’t tell if it was a dream or not anymore.

But deep down he knew it was happening, he couldn’t stop the look of utter admiration as he looked up at her again

“You okay?” She asked gently, her hand stroking his face “is it too much?” She questioned but he shook his head

“Just doesn’t feel real” he whispered and she smiled

“How can I help it feel real” she purred and he shuddered. Her hands pulled his shirt off in one face movement, her lips moved to his neck. She leaned down and kissed across his chest, her tongue flicking over his nipples playfully. She slid off his lap and moved to get onto her knees in the floor of the car. Her hands undid his jeans but he grabbed her wrist

“You don’t have to do that” he whispered, his eyes wide as he pulled her back up and sat her beside him

“It’s okay, I want to” she insisted with a kiss to her lips at the end but he shook his head and pulled her closer

“We’re in a car” he whispered, his cheeks pink making her chuckle lightly

“Next time then” she murmurs kissing his cheek

“Next time” he uttered, the mere thought of being with her…like this again was indescribable for him.

She smiled as she kissed him again and stroked down his abdomen “You don’t have to be shy” she whispered when he ginger squeezed her breasts

“Sorry” he uttered making her smile again and lift herself up to get out of her jeans making him quickly catch on and kick his own off. He waisted no time in also taking his boxers off though then covering himself with his hands making her pout.

“Cmon Joseph, you know it only fair” she muttered as she pulled her panties off and straddled him again. Her thighs were nice and spread giving him a pretty view. His face was bright red as he moved his hands to her cunt, rubbing her timidly with his fingers and letting out a staggered breath when her hand stroked up his length. “I’m already wet” she whispered kissing the spit behind his ear “I want to feel you”. He shivered at her words and nodded, he pulled her as close as he could and she directed his cock.

“Oh god” she breathed when he moved just his tip within her before she sank further down “Joseph-“ she whimpered, he kissed the spot between her neck and shoulder gently as she took him entirely. He stifled a moan as he wrapped his arms around her so her hands held her back

“I love you” he whispered to her, his eyes closing in a state of contempt. She kissed his head as her walls tightened round him

“I love you too” she tells him, she pulls back a little and puts her hands on his shoulders “You ready?” She asked and he nodded, shifting a little bit. “You can’t see anyone right?” She whispered as she looked out the window

“No…it’s just us” he smiled and so she returned it with a nod.

“Okay” she uttered as she pushed herself halfway up him before back down. He bit at his tongue as he moaned and turned his head so she didn’t see him. “Joe” she whispered “don’t be shy” she encouraged, she didn’t want him to feel embarrassed.

He looked to her as she began to move a little faster, her hands squeezing his shoulders. Both their breathing’s got heavier, he pushed forward and captured her lips with his. They ignored the sound of a car going past as he turned her in his hold and laid her down on the back seats to push into her. His hips picked a slightly quicker pace as he let out a throaty moan. His head fell to her neck, his arms still around her as her back arched and the sound of his balls slapping against her filling the air along with their panting.

He kissed and sucked at her neck between moans as his skin heat up and his dick twitched. Y/n wrapped her legs around his waist, her hands held onto his hair as she looked up at the cars ceiling. Her lower abdomen was building that familiar sensation as he moved faster, she could feel how desperate he was for her. He had been hard all day since that scene and didn’t have any time to relieve himself.

“I love you Joseph” she panted, her hips bucking with his. The air felt thicker, stickier, hotter. His thrusts only got harder with her words making her whisper them over and over in a chant.

Jospeh could both feel and hear the car rocking and creaking as he pushed one of her legs up making her cry out as he hit into her spot. His name was yelled loudly as he pounded into her with all his being. His body shuddered as waves of pleasure ran up his spine.

He felt her walls squeezing him and looked down, her eyes were screwed shut and one of her hands clamped over her mouth. His hips only went faster when he felt her cum. He lifted her back into his lap and thrust up into her.

She moaned so much it became a vibrating sound as she bounced up and down him. He gasped as she wrapped her arms around him and slid up and down him as fast as she could. His hands gripped her ass as she moved making her moan louder into his ear.

He leaned back against the seat as he felt his balls tense, his head went back and he whisper her name so lightly she barely heard it.

Her mouth hung open when she felt him release inside her, her cunt cling to him as she began to slow, her breathing still heavy as she put her arm out and pressed her hand to the window to stabilise herself.

He let out a long breath and a groan as he opened his eyes. Her eyes locked on his and smile smiled. He leant up and kissed her softly, he went to deepen it but she suddenly pulled away with wide eyes

“What? What’s wrong?” He asked, his eyes searching her face

“Joe…you didn’t pull out” she whispered and his face dropped

“Okay…okay…do you want me to go get you a pill from the shop?” He asked with a nod, carefully lifting her off him

“It’s too late now, I’ll go grab one in the morning” she mumbles, grabbing her pants

“Love” he called softly, his hand grabbing hers “don’t worry about it, I’ll go first thing and being it to you, you’ll be in my bed anyway” he murmurs kissing her cheek

“I will?”

“Of course you will”

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can you pls do some human viking klaus content🙏

Human!Viking Klaus M. HC’s

Thank you to everyone who gave me recommendations for a name for Klaus’ sword, a lot of them were things from HotD including the Dragons names for some reason but IMO Drogon would be an awesome sword name😆 In the end I took a few words from names given and went with it

•Niklaus is a huge show off for Y/n from the first moment they met as children and it only gets worse as they grow older

•It used to be things like how he was faster than the other boys or stronger, or how much farther he could swim but as they grew he got more and more bold when showing off. He grew into a great swordsman and showed off while dueling Elijah who showed off for Tatia himself, until Mikael came along anyway

•Niklaus always loved to show Y/n his paintings from the time he was a boy and she marveled at them, especially as they got better and better the older they got

•Y/n would often find him different colored flowers when she traveled to other villages with her father, he loved how she thought of him and got a kick out of her bringing him flowers

•Y/n’s parents, Harald and Elli, loved Niklaus and her father was more than happy with the idea of the boy marrying her if he could get the guts to ask for her hand which he eventually did

•His father hated the idea of the two of them together as she was a beautiful girl, untainted, well behaved and the daughter of a strong, rich and important Viking (that Mikael seemed to have a bit of a man crush on). Mikael considered it a waste, Niklaus having her which is why he attempted to get Finn to court Y/n instead, it was a huge relief to both Klaus and Y/n that Finn had absolutely no interest in that

•Niklaus and Finn covered for each other, pretending to be with each others girls so that Niklaus could spend time with Y/n and Finn could be with Sage who both Mikael and Esther hated

•Niklaus loved that his future wife wasn’t the prim and proper Viking girl that everyone seemed to dream of for some strange reason and he found himself entertained when she did unladylike things such as his love tripping Tatia in the village once for flirting with him. According to Y/n she was clear to the beautiful girl about how her face wouldn’t be beautiful much longer if she kept up her flirting with not just Niklaus, but anyone other than Elijah if she was serious about the kind man that Y/n already considered her big brother (Elijah never told her how much it had meant to him but he adored her for it upon realizing that Tatia had stopped flirting with other men that very day)

It was a welcome change from Niklaus constantly ‘staking his claim’ on his girl whenever a new man took a liking to her, though Niklaus knew she loved how jealous her strong Viking man was when it came to any other man so much as looking at her too long

•Niklaus had been trying to find the right time to ask Harald to marry her for a long time, however he was nervous. While he knew that her father liked him, he still had his doubts and worries that he would say “no”, especially if he had spoken to Mikael who Niklaus knew didn’t want him and Y/n together. It wasn’t until Kol told him of one of his friends older brothers who had taken a liking to his girl in the last few weeks now that she was 16 and officially old enough to marry (in her fathers eyes since technically she had been able to marry since she was 12 but both Harald and Elli refused). As soon as Kol had told him of the conversation he had heard between his friend and his older brother Joran, Niklaus was running down the path to Y/n’s home.

‘Niklaus! Where are you off to so quickly, son?’ He hadn’t even had to announce himself, finding Harald outside, sharpening his sword.

‘I was hoping for a word with you sir, if you’ve got a moment?’ He looked up from the blade with a knowing smirk on his face and Niklaus knew, he knew her father knew exactly why he’s here.

‘Of course, my boy. Been waiting quite some time for this conversation, I was sure it was coming. You actually took longer than I expected. Go ahead.’ He couldn’t say he was shocked, Niklaus knew Harald was aware of his feelings but he also knew that Niklaus would never do anything to harm or dishonor his daughter so he didn’t seem to worry about him being around her. Unlike most fathers who would be concerned about idiot boys wanting nothing more than to get under their daughters skirts, Harald knew that Niklaus would never touch his baby girl while they are unwed (at least no more than the hand holding they had already done that had his baby girl blushing up a storm for the rest of the evening after they had parted the first time). Niklaus would never put a stain on her name like the one that Tatia carries around since spreading her legs for a man who abandoned her the moment she learned about the baby. Her father also knew that even if something happened between them, Niklaus would never leave Y/n alone, he could see how much the boy loved his daughter and no matter what happened, that’s all he wanted for his baby girl.

‘Sir…I love your daughter…I love her and I-I want to a-ask you for her h-hand.’ He took a deep breath, trying to calm his stuttering before continuing. ‘I admit, I don’t have much but I can provide for her every day. I will take care of her, and our children, as many as she will give me, I will keep them safe and not a day will go by that your daughter and grandchildren won’t know how much they are loved…I’m asking you to please, allow me to marry your daughter?’

Harald stared back at Niklaus for several long moments before his face broke out into a grin and he turned his head towards his home. ‘Y/n! There’s a man here that’s asked for your hand and I’ve said “yes”! Come meet your husband!’

‘What?! Father! I have told you I-‘ Y/n was cut off as she turned the corner to see her best friend staring back at her with a hopeful look in his eyes as he waited for her reaction. While it is her fathers prerogative to marry her to whoever he chooses, if Y/n didn’t want him then he would, of course, retract his proposal. However it didn’t seem like he needed to as she charged him and leapt up into his arms with a grin and contagious laughter. ‘I didn’t think you would ever do it, I’ve been waiting months!’ She glared, fake anger on her sweet face.

‘My apologies, Princess, I will never make you wait again. You’re all mine now.’

•It was actually later that very same day that Joran came to speak to Y/n’s father only to find Niklaus with his arms wrapped around her as they discussed the feast for their wedding, knowing it needed to be large as the party would probably go on well into the night (whether they were there or not)

•The idiot actually waited until Y/n was alone and tried to sway her from her wedding with Niklaus. He tried making a case that he was his Fathers oldest son while Niklaus was just a middle child, he tried getting her to believe he was the stronger of the two of them and that he could protect her better. Y/n couldn’t be swayed in any way and it wasn’t a moment after he realized that that he found himself sprawled out on the ground with his nose gushing blood and a smirking Niklaus standing over him ‘The next time you come anywhere near my wife, a bloody nose will be the least of your concerns…get out of my sight.’

•Niklaus’ siblings were all very excited about him getting married, especially Rebekah who was thrilled to be about to have a sister. Elijah, Finn and Kol all helped Klaus in building their home for his wife as a wedding gift and his parents were immediately unhappy that their new home was both, bigger than theirs (a home that they had forced 6 children to live in their entire lives) and closer to Y/n’s parents than to them

•From the moment Elli found out Niklaus had asked Harald for her daughters hand she was on his ass about children, ‘Neither of you are getting any younger.’ ‘Her prime child bearing years are right now, so you had best get started, Niklaus.’ ‘I will watch my grand babies all the time, that way you’ll have plenty of time to make me more.’ He loved how excited she was for them to have children but she was behaving like she wanted them yesterday, he can’t even start trying until they’re married but his soon to be mother in law didn’t seem to care, both of Y/n’s parents however adored Niklaus and he was happy for it and enjoyed them treating him better than his own parents ever had

•On the day of their wedding all of their families were in attendance as well as most of the village (who were mostly just there for the feast and drinking). Niklaus watched his bride approach him for the last time as an unmarried women, a wreath of flowers on her head that Rebekah had made for her (with the help of Henrik who picked most of them knowing the small purple flowers were Niklaus’ favorite to paint with) and for the first time without the Kransen that usually adorned her head. He knew she will have saved it, as her mother had done for her, for their future daughter once she was old enough and the thought made his heart swell, making him that much more desperate to fill his wife with his babies

•During the wedding ceremony Niklaus was shocked when Harald presented him with a Long Sword. It was a double edged heavy iron sword inlaid with silver on the handle, the handle was wrapped with soft leather and the pommel was heavy silver with 2 runes carved into it, one for Protection and one for Blessings. Niklaus was stunned by this gift, he had been taught to wield a sword obviously, however the one he had always used was his fathers. Niklaus never thought he would be able to afford a sword like this (a sword that he and Y/n had later decided to call BloodScythe), he had plans to get his own for his family’s protection of course, but this sword is very clearly worth more than he had ever seen in one place.

In that moment, he couldn’t help it, he began to doubt that this marriage was a good idea. Even if he knew the money meant nothing to him, he would have to find a way to keep his father from being a problem and he had never succeeded at that in his own life.

Niklaus had known that Y/n’s father was well off, it was half the reason Mikael hadn’t wanted Niklaus to wed Y/n but rather Finn, who would be much more willing to take care of his parents or even just give them money from the dowry that Harald would pay for her. Niklaus did not yet know how much silver it was that they were getting and while that money was technically Y/n’s even after the wedding, he knew that she would give it to him as the one who handled the money. Mikael was the kind of man who believed that every ounce of silver, gold and piece of jewelry belonged to the man of the house to do with as he pleased, which is why he knew he could manipulate Finn into “letting him handle” Harald’s money from both the dowry and the inheritance once the couple passed since Y/n was their only heir.

Niklaus had a suspicion that that’s the reason Elli was so desperate for him to fill her daughter with babies. Y/n’s mother had nearly died in childbirth and after that Harald forbid her from even trying for more children, not willing to lose his wife when they already had a perfect baby girl, even if that meant never having a son of his own. Niklaus found his respect for Harald growing instantly upon hearing that fact, all men were desperate for a son to pass their name onto, to teach to fight and hunt and even Niklaus himself desperately wanted a son, but Harald loved his wife so much that he was willing to give up on that dream to ensure she did not suffer…it was something that Niklaus knew Mikael would never do, regardless of how many sons he already has.

He had found himself wondering on more than one occasion if he would do the same, if he would give up on having a son, or any more children than one daughter if it’s what he needed to do to save Y/n’s life and he knew he would without a doubt

‘I am giving you my child, she will be under your roof and under your protection. As I give you my daughter I gift you this sword, that you will always care for her, keep her safe and whole, and protect the children she bares you. I am trusting you, Niklaus.’ He was floored by his now father in laws words and he found himself holding the tears back at the idea of Y/n’s father believing in him. The firm look on the man’s face showed Niklaus how serious he was in his words and he knew in that moment he would honor his promise, Niklaus would die if it meant his wife and children were safe, of that he was positive

‘Thank you for your trust. I give you my word, I will love and protect your daughter for the rest of my days. I will use this sword to defend our home, defend her honor and defend our family. I will use it to teach my sons to do the same and I will ensure my children never know a moment of suffering…not at my hands or anyone else’s.’ Niklaus was determined to not be even the slightest bit like his father, he would love his children, as many of them as the Gods see fit to grant and as many as his beautiful wife is gracious enough to bare him.

•As they shared their first kiss he felt his entire body buzzing like lightning. Y/n was finally his, his wife and his future. Niklaus kept her in his arms after their shared kiss, only releasing her to slide the ring onto her finger and allow her to do the same, the bands being a thick and heavy silver with runes adorned around the outside in a repeating pattern of Partnership, Prosperity, Loyalty and Desire. The only difference in their rings was 2 runes on Niklaus’ that meant Protection and Warrior to signify his role in their marriage and lives as were hers on her ring that meant Fertility and New Beginnings.

•Their married life was pure bliss in Niklaus’ eyes, taking the girl he had been in love with since he was a boy back to their home for the first time and carrying her to their new bed had him downright giddy and he spent the rest of the night worshipping her body. He made her cum every which way he could imagine bringing her pleasure, only stopping once the sun came up to sleep for a few hours before feeding his new wife and jumping straight back into bed with her. He shocked her with how willing and determined he was to have her ride his face for almost an entire hour that afternoon before even fucking her again and wrapping them both back into the thick furs to sleep once more. They remained like that for almost 2 weeks, Harald, Elli, Elijah and Kol all bringing them food while Niklaus was determined to ensure his seed took hold inside of his wife as soon as possible, and it did, seemingly almost immediately

•Everyone was excited by the prospect of having a new baby in the family, Y/n’s parents being the most excited and ensuring the couple had everything they would need to care for the baby. Henrik began spending the days with Y/n almost immediately once Niklaus began to work, he knew how much his big brother did not want her to be alone and so he stayed until his brother came home every day. Niklaus had taken to hunting rather than farming to make money, selling his catches in a few different towns to families who couldn’t hunt for whatever reason, and he made fairly decent money doing it which led to him coming home one day to his father man handling his 6 month pregnant wife

He couldn’t tell what came over him in that moment but one second Mikael was clutching his wife’s upper arms tightly and shaking her and the next he was on the ground having his face beaten in. Henrik had seemingly run home upon seeing his father arguing with Y/n and a moment later Elijah was pulling Niklaus off of their father. He turned and inspected his wife immediately, seeing her cheek was bright red and her eyes were red and puffy from crying.

‘I’m alright Niklaus, I promise you-‘

‘And the baby?! Did he touch the baby, I swear to all of the Gods he will die where he stands if he touched my child!’ He swore it to her and Y/n knew he was telling the truth, in fact she knew that had Elijah not come when he did, Mikael would probably already be dead.

‘He is alright my love, your father did not touch anything but my arms and a smack to my face when I insulted him. There’s no need for him to die, not this time.’ Just then Y/n’s parents came running up the path with Niklaus’ youngest brother not far behind, Elli instantly pulling her daughter into her arms and checking her over while Niklaus turned to her father who inspected the scene, seeing Mikael on the ground with Elijah between him and his son in law, Niklaus who had blood covering both of his hands.

‘Good job, son. How is she?’ He asked, never taking his eyes off of Mikael.

‘She’s alright, a few bruises. I am confident that even if I hadn’t come home when I did she would have been alright, my brother got Elijah like he was supposed to. Thank you.’ Henrik hugged Niklaus tightly, enjoying the proud look on his older brothers face as he had always been more of a father than a brother to him, more than his real one at least. ‘Go home now, let mother know everything is alright and that father and Elijah will be home soon.’

‘Alright. Are you okay, Y/n?’ He asked and Y/n smiled at the 13 year old boy.

‘I’m alright, hun. Go on home, Niklaus and I will take you to the market tomorrow and get you something special, okay?’ She offered and his face lit up before turning and taking off towards home as he was told.

‘It’s time for you to leave as well, Father.’ Niklaus glared before his father in law spoke up.

‘The next time you put your hands on my daughter, you will find the entire village at your door, ready to string you up. Remember that before you come back again.’ Harald promised, and Mikael had the intelligence to look concerned about the obvious threat. ‘Get your wife home, son.’

‘I will. Thank you for coming-‘

‘Thank you for keeping your word…I never had any doubt my child would be safe with you. You’re a good man Niklaus, and a good husband.’

•Over the next few years, Y/n had 4 children, giving Niklaus 3 sons and a little girl. He taught all of his boys to hunt and to fight, allowing them to enjoy having fun once in a while unlike what he and his siblings were allowed in their childhoods. Niklaus loved all of his children equally and he kept the promise made on his wedding day, he never raised a hand to them and he never let anyone else either, they never experienced a moment of abuse in their lifetime. His boys were incredible fighters and hunters, and they were extremely protective of their little sister, making their parents prouder than they thought possible. Niklaus didn’t think he could have asked for more

I tried to keep as many Viking traditions as true as I could but I may have gone overboard🤣

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

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Just Joe having a cup of joe

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starlightandfairies · 3 months

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Shirts ~ Elijah Mikaelson~

Description: Reader steals Elijah's shirts

Warnings: she/her pronouns, fluff, angst

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of view,

Word Count: 1,005

First Person's POV

Last night was bucketing down with rain, the Mikaelsons needed help and I came as soon as I could to lend the support that was needed. My relationship with Elijah was about three months in, I loved every moment of our relationship, he was the dream man and was good for me. We hadn't stayed at the other's place overnight so when Elijah offered me to stay at the compound I didn't think of the fact that I wouldn't have any clothes to change into. So, as I stood in Elijah's bedroom with only a towel wrapped around me, meaning I had to improvise.

I grabbed one of Elijah's shirts, found a pair of his boxers, then glanced around Elijah's room and took notice of his safe haven that held objects that amplified Elijah's likes into physical form. The history alone that was in the room fascinated me and I wish I could've been a vampire from centuries ago to see the world in all its glory. I jumped hearing a sound, I slowly turned around, offering a shy smile to Elijah as he stared at me with admiration in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Elijah but once I had showered I realised that I didn't have any clothes and so I borrowed your clothes... I hope you don't mind, I know I should've asked beforehand..." Elijah walked forward, his hands resting on my arms, a soft smile gracing his lips as he rested a kiss on my forehead.

"No need to apologise, you look quite adorable." He whispered, rolling up the sleeves of what was currently my shirt, I stared at him with love in my eyes, I wanted to be stuck in these moments forever and I hoped with every fibre in my being that what I had with Elijah wouldn't disappear.

"You think I look adorable?" I questioned, smiling happily at the confession that slipped his lips.

"I do. You, my dear, always look stunning."

"Hmm, thank you." I gleamed, kissing his cheek and began looking at the bookshelf he had in his room.

"You know, despite how sad it must be from time to time... I wish I could've been a vampire around when you became one. Just seeing all that history, experiencing it for myself... I think I would've enjoyed it." I watched as Elijah grabbed a leather-bound book off the shelf and gestured to sit on the bed.

"This is my journal from 1322-1325. I didn't write every day, just when I needed to, I know you have an interest in the 1300s and so maybe reading about my retellings might be enough." I carefully placed the book to the side, wrapped my arms around him and whispered against his ear.

"Thank you for paying attention, thanking you for knowing what I like." It was an odd feeling, my past relationships didn't pay attention to my interests as Elijah did and having him know what I liked, it made me feel special and considered.

"Why wouldn't I pay attention to what you liked?" He brushed my hair away from his face, his hand remaining against my cheek and staring at me with his usual resting face of concern.

"I'm just... before I met you, I prepared myself to be let down in relationships, so sometimes I have to remind myself you are an absolute gentleman and I have no need to worry about you remembering my birthday, my favourite time period or anything like that." Elijah nodded, taking a breath, offering a smile and pulled me to rest against his chest as we lay together in his obnoxiously large bed and he read his journal entries from those three years.

"I'll have these washed, make sure you get your clothes back."

"No need to worry, I'll wash them, set them aside and they can be yours if you don't have anything to wear." He placed the journal away within the blink of an eye and then he was back on the bed with me in his arms.

"Thank you... maybe every now and again you could wear the shirt, please? So it has your scent?" He let a soft chuckle escape his lips, nodding at my request and gently squeezing my hand as he paused for a moment. Taking in the moment and mindlessly began running his thumb up and down my thigh.

"Yes, I can do that. Anything for you."

The next morning, for a moment I felt like I couldn't breathe, it was like there was a weight over my chest and it took me a good moment to realise that it was just Elijah's arm. I tried prying his arm off, however, his arm only seemed to be getting heavier against me.

"Elijah..." I patted his arm, hoping his vampiric hearing would be active during his slumber.

"Are you alright?" He questioned, sitting up instantly and looked around the room for any impending danger. I sucked in a deep breath, holding his hand and kissed it lightly.

"I'm fine. I just couldn't breathe properly, your arm was dead weight." He nods, still looking worried and concerned over my well-being.

"I apologise." I smiled, kissing his lips lightly and began running my hands through his hair, admiring the man and soaking in this moment with him looking at peace for once in his rare moments of modern life.

"No need to say sorry. It just shows that even in sleep you're protecting me." Elijah chuckled softly, his chesty laugh was music to my ears, one of my favourite sounds to listen to once I realised it existed.

"You're right, darling." He whispered, continuing to caress my cheek, smiling lightly and staying in the moment with me for a good while before the real world caught up with us again and sucked it all away like ripping off a bandaid.

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