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magicalqueennightmare · 3 months

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Little Witch (Pt 5/5)

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

You and Klaus find your way back to each other

Fluffy, semi spicy ending

You groaned when consciousness came rushing back to you. You tried to sit up and felt hands assisting you in the effort. When you finally opened your eyes Freya was squatted in front of the couch you'd apparently been laying on “Freya? What the hell happened?”

You ran a hand over your face and she smiled before offering a steaming mug that smelled like the chamomile concoction she usually made for you “Well considering I couldn't actually get into the cemetery from what I'm told you burnt her from the inside out”

You nodded slowly after taking a sip of the warm liquid because you remembered that much. What you didn't remember was anything that came after you collapsed and Klaus being there before you could hit the ground. You decided to test if your legs would work and a small smile slipped onto your face when they obliged and let you stand.

Freya stood up as well before you asked “What happened after?” She smiled slightly “Nik caught you before you hit the ground but you'd depleted enough of yourself killing her, you were left in a shape similar to someone who'd been tortured. When the power burst out of you it left wounds and you were fading so he gave you his blood to heal you then we brought you back here”

You looked down and realized you were still filthy with a mixture of blood, dirt and what looked to be some form of ash covering your clothes “I need a shower” she laughed at your change of mood “Well I mean you are home. You know where everything is” you looked around and she added “He isn't here at the moment”

You cut your eyes back at her and she shrugged “If he gets back I'll keep him down here to give you enough time to shower and change in peace” “Thank you” she nodded “I'm going to call Rebekah and let her know you're up and about but if you need anything I'll be nearby darling” “I can't thank you enough Freya” with that you headed for the stairs.

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It was the first time you'd been in the room you shared with Klaus in close to three weeks. Everything was the way you'd left it, even where the comforter had been abandoned at the foot of the bed. Was Klaus not sleeping in there?

The thought of him sleeping elsewhere made your stomach churn. If Klaus thought you guilty of infidelity had he.. no you weren't letting yourself get lost down that rabbit hole. You needed clean clothes and to shower. Freya would stall him as long as she could should he come back before you were downstairs but there was only so much she could do.

You headed for the closet to grab some jeans and a shirt. With a quick stop at the dresser for undergarments you grabbed your favorite boot as well and headed for the bathroom.

The moment you stepped out of the bathroom you could hear voices drifting upstairs. From the sound of it the entirety of the Mikaelsons were downstairs save for Keelin who had stayed behind in Scotland when Freya had hopped a red eye to get back to the states.

You froze in your tracks when you heard Klaus say something. After a moment you shook yourself and headed for the stairs.

The moment you made it to the bottom of the stairs Klaus looked up and a small smile blossomed on his face. You on the other hand were conflicted about whether to approach him or not. He'd saved your life yes but he'd also not trusted you.

While you were contemplating the front door of the compound opened and the thought of anyone else was driven out of your head when you heard Hope call your name. You spun towards her voice feeling a smile work its way onto your face. You barely managed to keep your footing when the nearly five year old threw herself into your arms.

You wrapped both arms around her and felt her squeeze you as tight as she could. “Oh I missed you sweet girl” you told her and she pulled back with a broad smile “Mommy said you were sick but daddy and aunt Freya took care of you” you nodded, glancing over her head at Hayley who gave you a small smile “They sure did and you know what I am feeling so much better”

She grinned “Good can we go to the park on Saturday?” You laughed then nodded “Of course” she squeezed you once more then wiggled out of your arms.

Once her feet was on the floor she headed for Klaus so Hayley covered the space between the two of you to pull you into a tight hug “Never scare me like that again” she whispered into your ear and you laughed lightly “I promise”

Once she released you she all but shoved you to Elijah who pulled you into a gentle hug. “Do you realize now that you are indeed family?” He asked and you pulled back to look up at him “Always and Forever?” He smiled “Always and Forever”

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Klaus watched as Hope went around to her aunts and uncles, greeting them in the individual way she had for each of them. He also watched as you hugged Kol and told him something that had his brother laughing.

His little witch. Alive and well and so much stronger than he had ever even known. The memory of your power surging when your wretched mother had threatened Hope flashed through his head. When he and Elijah had told Hayley she'd looked proud and commented “A mother's love is a strong thing boys. Hope just happens to have two of us that'll tear anyone apart for her”

Rebekah had insisted on a family dinner before everyone headed back their separate ways to finish vacations. Klaus sat across from you, Hope sat between you and Hayley with Elijah on Hayley's other side and Freya on yours. He noticed you'd been sticking close to his older sister's side and her warning to him earlier in the evening flashed through his head ”She loves you Nik but that love means you have the power to hurt her worse and you did. Give her time”>

The evening was quite enjoyable actually. No one argued and laughter was plentiful but as the night dragged on Kol and Davina had to catch a flight, Hope began to tire and everyone was heading home or to leave.

After you'd told Hope and Hayley goodnight and refreshed your promise of the park come Saturday you'd disappeared deeper into the house.

He knew Freya needed to leave soon as well to catch her flight and considering Rebekah had not so subtly asked if you were ok being left alone with him he imagined you were with Freya.

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“He hasn't been sleeping in our room. We both know him pretty well. If he thought I slept with Elijah or even had intentions to sleep with Elijah….” You didn't even have to finish the sentence to know Freya understood.

You were leaning against a wall in the courtyard, your jacket wrapped tight around you to block from the chill of the night air. You and Freya had slipped out while Klaus was talking to Rebekah.

She opened her mouth then shut it again. “I can't say for certain what happened before I got here” she glanced towards the door leading out into the courtyard as if she expected Klaus to appear “Do you want me to ask him?” You shook your head quickly “Gods no. How does that look? A fairly old witch sending my hybrid boyfriend's older sister to ask if he cheated on me”

“So I am still yours but you believe I cheated on you love?” You and Freya both flinched at his voice coming from the railing above you both. She looked at you “Do you want me to catch a later flight?” You shook your head “No it's ok”

You glanced up where Klaus stood “Meet us inside so you can tell your sister to have a good flight then we'll talk” he nodded “Of course”

You told Freya to call when she landed and watched her cab pull away before turning back to where Klaus stood just inside the doorway waiting for you.

You took a deep breath and walked inside. The silence echoed deeply after everyone had left just you and him in the compound. A part of you wished you'd asked Hayley to sleep on Hope's floor or see if Rebekah could get you a spare room from Marcel.

You shut the door and leaned back against it “Did you cheat on me Klaus?” He laughed and you raised an eyebrow “Not really an answer” he pushed off the wall and before you could draw another breath he was in front of you “I swore loyalty to you when Hope was but a baby”

You stared up into his eyes, admiring the shade of blue they were. You'd always loved his eyes “You were so certain of my infidelity. You told me to get out, your eyes turned Klaus. For the first time I was actually afraid of you” you hated how your voice cracked at the end.

He stared at you for a second then to your surprise he backed away, giving you some space “You were afraid of me?” You nodded “You've never let your eyes change towards me. Even before we got together, when Hayley getting between us was the only reason we didn't rip each other's heads off. I love you Klaus and I knew no matter the circumstances I wouldn't hurt you like that but you wouldn't believe me”

He nodded as if he was unsure what to say. “I didn't cheat on you. I couldn't think of another woman. How can I make this up to you? How can I reprove my love?”

You felt tears sting your eyes as you shrugged one shoulder “I don't know but I'm exhausted and can't do this tonight” he nodded “Will you at least sleep in our room? I won't disturb you I just want to know you're there” you nodded slowly “Yeah”

Klaus had stayed true to his word. You'd changed into your pajamas and he'd told you goodnight before heading to his studio down the hall from your room.

Hours had passed and sleep still wouldn't find you. The thought of him being so near kept you awake. You missed him, no matter the hurt you felt you missed him.

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You tossed the comforter off and climbed out of the bed before opening the door and stepping out onto the walkway. You walked slowly down to his studio and started to knock him but instead you pushed the door open “Klaus?”

He was on his feet and facing you “Yes love? Something wrong?” You nodded and before he could ask you said “You're not in there with me. I'm hurt, I'm angry but I'm also lonely and I need the man I love”

A soft smile slipped onto his lips “You've got me little witch just tell me where to go” you jerked your head back towards the hall “Come to bed”

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You wanted to laugh at the fact that Klaus, the original hybrid, the man who was the nightmare to so many asked before he kicked his boots off how you wanted him to be dressed for bed.

“The less clothes the better” you replied and got one of those smiles you'd always loved from him. He slipped his shirt over his head and your eyes tracked the tattoo on his shoulder as he slipped his jeans off his hips, leaving him in just a pair of black boxers. “This how you want me?” He asked and you nodded.

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He climbed onto the bed so you moved closer and laid your head on his chest “Klaus if something happens again…” he cut you off “I'll believe you love. I almost lost you once, I'm not risking it again”

You smiled and looked up to meet his eyes. He brought his other hand up to cup your chin gently “The thought of losing you, I don't like it at all” you laughed “How do you think I felt?” A moment passed and you couldn't hold onto your anger any longer “Will you just kiss me?”

“Thought you'd never ask” he replied shifting the two of you so he was on top of you, holding his weight on one arm as he brought his lips to yours. The kiss was devouring, him claiming what was his and you pushing your insecurities from your mind as his hand drifted under the top of the shirt you wore, fingers ghosting over your bare breast.

You let a moan slip past your lips and he smiled into the kiss “Missed me little witch?” You broke the kiss to glare at him “Do the cocky thing later but for now show me you love me and that you only want me” the look in his eyes was nothing short of devilish “Just tell me what you want love” he lips found your neck and your hands went to his shoulders, digging in slightly as a low moan of his name slipped out of you “Please Klaus” he bit down just below your pulse point and you felt heat flood your stomach. You'd craved his touch for weeks. You'd missed him.

He pulled back to look down at you and his eyes looked almost gentle before his lips crashed into yours again.

You woke up slowly feeling the soreness throughout your lower body and groaned lightly. Hybrid stamina was not to be taken lightly, even as a witch that healed fairly fast.

You heard a chuckle and looked up to meet Klaus’ eyes as they watched you, amusement dancing in them “Are you alright love? I didn't hurt you did I?” You shook your head with a smile “Nothing I didn't ask for, repeatedly” he laughed and caught your lips in a kiss.

You could feel his hands smoothing down your back, fingers finding patterns to draw. “I love you Klaus” “I love you. Thank you for a second chance to prove that” you couldn't help the laughter that fell out of you “Did Klaus Mikaelson admit to being wrong?”

He narrowed his eyes but a smile was pulling at his lips “For you my little witch? Yes I will admit I was horribly wrong” “and stubborn and dramatic and really just downright mean” his laughter rumbled his chest where you lay “all those things but somehow you still deem me worthy of your love” “For some reason” you teased and he pulled you on top of him.

Once you were straddling his waist you gave a tentative roll of your hips and when he grabbed your waist with a mischievous glint in his eyes you smiled innocently “We have no plans until tomorrow” he raised an eyebrow “What do you have in mind?” You rolled your hips again and saw the lust in his eyes “Sure we can think of something”

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hyperactivewhore · 8 months

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while obviously racism plays the biggest role in the differences between klope and klarcel, for klaus i’d say that gender plays a larger role than blood ties in comparison to elijah/rebekah/freya/kol.

i believe that klaus is fully capable and willing to love marcel as a genuine child of his despite him being adopted but hope being a girl makes him love her a bit more because he “gets” to protect her rather than feeling like he has to compete with her like he did with marcel. i mean hope as a full tribrid is stronger than klaus (bc magic) but i can’t see him having the same reaction to that as he did with upgraded!marcel

Oh, completely! A clear example of this is how he behaves with Rebekah and Elijah: he isn't nearly as protective or jealous over his brother as he is with his sister.

A lot of his issues with Marcel come from the fact that he never told him he was alive, and also that he made New Orleans the city it is today. Klaus met Marcel when he was already a child, when Marcel had already the memories of his biological father engraved in his brain: like him, Marcel was abused and that is the reason he even adopted him. I believe Klaus himself or some of his siblings said it, but he adopted Marcel because he saw himself in him.

Klaus loved the kid, that much was clear. He even got jealous of Elijah spending time with Marcel, going as far as to undagger Kol but daggering him again the moment he saw his brother was a danger to the kid he loved as his son. Klaus was actually jealous and possessive over Marcel's affections towards Rebekah too, just like he would have been with Landon and Hope. He daggered his sister because in his words "she needs a lesson on what she can and cannot take from me" or something similar. Like what happened with Hope and Hayley initially, he did not want to share his son with his sister.

Klaus was deeply hurt by Marcel's "death" too, and in 1x11 he said "I thought you were dead. It was years before I could speak your name, so keenly did I feel that los" so I completely think he wouldn't be able to actually kill Marcel at all, despite all his threats, and the same goes for him and etc.

Gender plays a big role in all of Klaus’s relationships. When killing any of Rebekah's lovers, Klaus then would proceed to verbally harass her, making her feel stupid and small and all kind of things, and he did the same to Freya with Keelin, who quickly called him out on his bullshit. He never did this to his brothers, only to his sisters.

In my opinion, Marcel holds the same value as Hope does in Klaus’s life. He just couldn't show it, because there was a lot of bad blood between them and also because he was a man.

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lizzie-queenofmeigas · 2 months

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Defining Incorrect Quotes For:

The World is cruel but I have you

Kol: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

Aleks: With great power comes great need to take a nap. Wake me up later.

Damon: bitches b like “im baby” but have childhood trauma and neglect like wtf do u know about being baby u were forced to grow up from an early age anyways I’m bitches

Shapeshifter: *transforms to look like Rebekah*

Rebekah: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

Marcel: Died and came back as a cowboy, I call that reintarnation.

Freya: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.

Bonnie: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

Keelin: Okay okay stop asking me if I'm straight, gay, bi, whatever. I identify as a FUCKING THREAT.

Alyssa: You can de-escalate any situation by simply saying, 'Are we about to kiss?' Doesn't work for getting out of speeding tickets, by the way.

Hope: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person. And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'

Klaus: If I'm really as evil as you say I am, then have the gods strike me down where I stand.

*Lightning strikes Klaus*

Klaus: Ha! Nice try, jackass! Next time, give it your A-game!

Lizzie: If you can’t beat them, dress better than them

Hayley: I’d like to offer you moral support, but I have questionable morals.

Elena: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck

Davina: So apparently the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress

Esme: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm fucking pissed.

Chapters:

1_How Elena Gilbert Awoke From Her Slumber

2_How Davina Claire Returned to the World of the Living

3_How Alyssa Chang Found a Home

4_The Wedding Of One Bonnie Bennett

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countrymusiclover · 9 months

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14 - Back to New Orleans

Part 15

Family is More than Blood

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@icefrye19 - thanks for helping write this chapter

Slight mature content

Shutting the car door with my foot Klaus was carrying the twins inside the Mikaelson compound. The four older Mikaelson kids headed for the main entrance running until they got inside the doorway. Shrugging on my red leather jacket I put my hands in my pocket hearing a baby's crying from upstairs. "I'm assuming that must be Freya and Keelin’s son up there."

"I'm just relieved none of our kids were screamers like that one appears to be." Klaus pointed out sitting the baby carrier on the floor. "It's bloody irritating with vampire hearing."

Someone began coming down the stairs where I saw some bright blonde hair bouncing around as the figure came closer to the two of us. “Nik, I’m utterly shocked that you didn’t make a grand entrance like you normally do whenever you enter a room.”

“Hello to you too, little sister.” He smiled jokingly before he extended his arms open and they embraced one another.

Rebekah smiled, embracing me in a hug afterwards. “There’s my favorite sister in law.”

“Hi Bex. It’s good to see you. Is everyone scattered across the world now or did they come home for the weekend?” I asked the blonde, knowing that it had been two years basically since we had seen everyone after we defeated the Hollow’s magic for good and moved to Mystic Falls.

The three heard someone coming down the hallway where I could see it was Elijah messing with the sleeve of his suit jacket coming down the stairs to greet us. "Elijah." I smiled as I walked towards him. Even at home, his ever-so-formal clothes never failed to amuse me.

“Raelyn, it's been too long," he said, his smile warm and inviting. He knelt down slightly and kissed my brow in a fraternal fashion.

"It certainly has," I agreed wondering how he was handling everything after the incident with wanting to sacrifice his life to the Hollow to save our kids. "How have you been?"

"Busy, as always," he said, smoothing his suit jacket in his usual manner. "But the compound isn't the same without your raucous laughter and chaos."

I giggled, returning my gaze to Klaus, who was now attempting to soothe the twins. He was making amusing faces that would have horrified any other toddler. Rebekah spun me around so I was facing her when she made a disappointed face to her brother. “How could you not tell me that you were pregnant?”

“The school has been keeping us rather busy with the chaos of monsters and everything. So that’s why we thought we should come home and introduce the little ones.” Shrugging my shoulders that she was holding onto I sent her a smile speaking the truth.

"Speaking of chaos, I see Niklaus is handling fatherhood well," Elijah observed as he followed my gaze.

"He's more of a natural than he admits," I said, beaming affectionately at the sight of my husband with our children.

Elijah laughed seeing that the other four kids weren’t standing beside us anymore like they had been. "I get what you mean. And where are the others?"

“Running around here somewhere. “ I said. “They are so wild sometimes.”

“Like their parents," Elijah remarked. Another shriek came from above before we could finish talking.

I sighed and said, "Well, I guess I should go and check on that. I swear, every time I hear a baby cry, I feel like I've run a marathon."

Another round of laughter from Elijah reverberated throughout the big hall. "Go ahead; when you return, we'll be here. After all, a Mikaelson gathering wouldn't be complete without some drama, right?”

I concurred, moving swiftly in the direction of the stairs. "You're right about that," I said. The sounds of my family below filled the formerly silent compound with life and noise as I ascended. And it felt like home for the first time in a very long time.

Reaching the bedroom with the crying I saw Keelim holding the bay while Freya was trying to do some spell. More than likely to calm the crying infant. “Looks like you two could use some parenting.”

As I was about to offer my assistance the compound's big oak doors flew wide with a loud thud. When I turned around to face the door, I noticed two recognizable people and a small smile formed on my face. “Davina and Kol, about time you guys show up.” I said, my voice echoing through the house.

Kol merely rolled his eyes while a wry smile played on his lips as Davina grinned and strolled with her brown hair in curls. "We wouldn't miss it for the world, Raelyn," Davina said, her eyes glistening at the sight of the twins.

Kol, however, was more intrigued by how the mayhem was developing. "So this is how the Mikaelson family gets together.” He pulled Davina in by casually wrapping an arm around her.

I shook my head. “ Kol, you've been a member of this family for a time. By now, you ought to be accustomed to this.” Vamping towards the pair I hugged them both mirroring the smiles that they gave me.

“So you all get together and I have to learn from a text from Rebekah. I feel a little left out, Rae.” Turning my head around over my shoulder I recognized the voice of Cami coming inside the compound.

Freya followed me downstairs greeting the familiar vampire bartender. Hugging her I smiled before Klaus came walking over with the twins who were still laying down in the car seat. “Hi Cami. Now that everyone is here I think we should go into the living room so we can introduce the newest members of the family.”

“Ohh I’m so excited.” Cami clasped her hands together loving babies.

The entire family moved into one of the rooms with a large fireplace so Klaus and I were standing in front of it. Everybody else moved to sit down on the furniture watching us. Clasping my hands together in front of me I couldn’t help but grin. “So we all know I can get pregnant and that four kids should be more than enough to handle but…we have to add two more adorable ones to the family.”

"First off this little princess is Rapunzel Swan Mikaelson …" Klaus picked up our baby girl and handed her to Cami. He then picked up our second boy. "And this little prince is Charming Robin Mikaelson."

Rebekah rose to her feet taking the baby from her brother smiling. "He's so handsome."

"Now little Nik won't have to grow up without some cousins his own age." Freya responded holding her now sleeping son in her arms.

“Yes, our kids can be playmates now.” I said, smiling down at my nephew.

Klaus asked, putting his hands behind his back, curious. "So will he be a witch or werewolf since I know you had Vincent help create him."

"Nik, don't ask like that." I warned him.

He shrugs his shoulders. "What Rae?"

"She just wants to not admit that she can't resist bedding our half brother." Kol teased with Davina glaring at him.

“Well, brother in law, we don't know what species our son is yet.” Keelin answered. "Whatever species he is, we will be happy with it."

Cami was still holding Rapunzel. "So what species do you suppose these cuties will be?"

"Don't know yet. We'll have to ask a witch that can predict the future like Gloria." Shrugging my shoulders I mentioned the dead witch's name from Chicago.

“Well, I bet these little children will be some powerful figures like you two are.” Rebekah said.

Nodding in agreement, baby Charming started clapping his hands and we all turned our heads seeing a blown out candle suddenly light into flames. “I guess we got our answer.” Freya smiled. "Another one I get to teach magic to."

Davina cleared her throat. “Don’t forget me.”

“And Davina as well.” I said pointing my index finger at her.

Keelin lifts her head. "Not to bring the mood down but has Henrik turned yet?"

"Uh no…he hasn't activated his wolf or vampire side yet." I stuttered, reaching for my husband's hand.

He clears his throat sensing I wouldn't be able to get it out. "Missy is struggling with her heretic abilities. Especially now since she is trying to have a human boyfriend from Mystic High…even though we have yet to meet the guy. Alina and Jackson are fine in their werewolf marriage."

"Hold on, Nik. Melissa has a boyfriend and you haven't even met him yet. How is that possible?" Rebekah sent him a shocked expression.

Klaus glared at his sister. “ I don't know, my daughter has been keeping things from me.”

I shook my head at him. “ My love, I'm sure she has an explanation for that.”

“She's dating a human.” He raised his tone a little telling me he was getting frustrated. “She snuck behind our backs and didn't tell us.”

“Lay off my niece, brother.” Rebekah said. “She probably didn't tell you because she was worried about how you would react.”

Kol pointed out something from his past. “Difference is you can’t dagger your children for disagreeing with you…thankfully you’ve improved from that.”

“Kol, don’t give him any ideas,” Elijah warned his younger brother.

The Hybrid shook his head grumbling something under his breath. “She shouldn’t be worried about how I will react…I let her sister marry a bayou werewolf.”

“Hey if you guys need somdowntime. We can watch them for you. And I can assume that your other four kids are around here somewhere.” Cami suggested and everyone nodded before I watched my husband leave the room.

Running after him I thanked my blonde bartender friend. “Thanks, Cami. Nik, wait up.”

Vamping into our old bedroom inside the compound I dropped my arms at my sides eyeing my husband who was standing looking out on the city in front of the large room. “You want to tell me what that was to tell me what that was about out there? I thought we had an agreement on it.”

Klaus turned around facing me. “ Drop it, Raelyn. I'm not in the mood to hear it.”

He walked past me about to walk out the room until I waved my hand locking the door. He turned his head glancing at me in disbelief. “Bloody hell, enough with the magic already!”

“Why are you shutting me out?” I demanded, gazing at him sadly.

“Again, I am not in the mood.” Klaus grumbled, walking past him heading outside on the balcony.

I followed after him, refusing to back down. Are you serious, you're acting like a child now.” He shook his head not answering me, he jumped off the balcony vamp speed away much to my shock.

But he forgot that I was just as stubborn as he was so I did the same thing and followed his hybrid trail. Vamping through the window I followed his hybrid trail, vamp speed through the city until almost finding out somewhere in the bayou. “What the hell is going on right now. Nik, this is ridiculous, stop acting like a child and just talk.”

“Because I don’t want her giving her heart to anyone, Raelyn. As much as I love Rebekah I don’t want any of my children to be hopeless romantics. Only to get their hearts broken over and over.” He finally blurted out flashing me his golden werewolf eyes.

I gazed at him deeply, understanding his concern. “Darling, we can't stop her from loving someone. I know you're scared that she'll get her hurt broken, but if she does we will be here to help through it.”

“I’m more than just scared, Rae. It’s bloody awful not knowing what will happen. The only reason that Alina is with Jackson is because it got the wolves of the bayou on our side when we were at war. Otherwise she wouldn’t already be married to that bayou wolf!” He snaps back in my direction.

Slowly walking towards him I grabbed his shoulders making him look at me with tears in his baby blue eyes. “Nik, look at me. Please listen to me okay. This is what being a parent means. We can’t shield them from living life. Even though we’d both love to kill anyone who hurts them, we can’t do such a thing.”

“Then what are we supposed to do if he breaks Missy’s heart?” He croaked through some more tears until I pulled him into a hug.

“We do what parents do.” I said holding his face in my hands when we broke the embrace. “ Be there for her, helping her through it, that's all we can do.”

Klaus nodded agreeing with my words. “But, if he breaks our little princess' heart I'm going to rip his heart out his chest.”

I smiled amused at his words. “ Yes, I know. Let's hope it doesn't come to that.” Lopping my fingers through his hair softly. We vamped back to the compound where I sent him a smile seeing where his head was at.

“So what do you want to do now that we have a few hours to ourselves hmm?”

Klaus gazed at me with a devilish smile on his face, that was his crooked smile. “You.”

I shook my head at his words. “Be serious.”

“Oh, I am my love.” He said, grabbing me by the waist. “ It's been too long since we've had a moment alone together regardless of us shortly having two new infants."

Rolling my eyes I was smiling the whole time. “Yes but the reason is because we couldn’t keep our hands off each other in Paris. Not that I’m saying I don’t enjoy it. I just-“

“Rae, love. Enjoy the moment and stop talking.” He cupped my face in his hands, cutting me off with a long fiery kiss.

Pressing my lips up on his he smiled wrapping my arms and legs around him before he vamped us inside the bathroom shower before he finally broke the kiss briefly. “Take off your clothes.” He growled, letting me stand on my own two feet.

I looked up at him with a smirk while slowly unzipping my jeans and tugging them down my legs. I threw them to the side. I lifted my shirt off my head pulling it off me and throwing it to the side where my jeans lay.

I stood there wearing nothing but my bra and underwear, tilting my head to the side. I gazed at my husband deeply. “I am in need of some assistance, darling. Would you mind helping me?"

Klaus’s eyes began to darken. He grabbed me by the waist and all but tore off my bra, ripping off my underwear. I let out a gasp at his actions. “Nik, I love that set.”

“I'll buy you more.” The hybrid said, undressing in front of me. He ripped off his clothes within seconds before capturing his lips down upon mine.

I leaned back into the kiss wrapping my arms around his neck. We stumbled into the shower, he backed me into the shower wall hard. “ I want you so bad, my love.”

I grinned up at him. “ Then, kiss me.”

He crashed his lips down upon mine in a second where one of his hands accidentally turned on the water soaking the both of us yet we didn't care. "We didn't burn any sage, Rae." He pointed out holding my hips, praying the other supernatural creatures didn't hear us

"Maybe they'll be smart and leave the compound with kids and the babies because we're doing this now." Resting my hands on his shoulders I smirked devilishly drawing his lips back down onto mine.

Our lips locked in a passionate kiss, our bodies melting together as hot water poured down on them. Klaus's hands moved up and down my body, causing me to moan into his mouth. He shifted me against the icy shower tiles, his body pressing closely against mine against the wall. His lips proceeded down to her neck, sucking and biting the skin, causing her to moan.

"I love the sounds you make, love," Klaus hissed, his teeth scraping her pulse. "I've missed this, and I've missed you."

I chuckled breathlessly, my hands tracing the muscles on his back that I knew so well. "Klaus!...ohh…I love you." My fingers threading themselves into his wet dirty blonde locks tugging on them causing him to moan in response.

He couldn't stop looking at her, his hands greedily probing her body, his mouth never leaving her flesh. The water provided a wonderful distraction, providing comfort against the cold tiles. Klaus lifted her onto him with his hands on her hips.

Our bodies moved in the familiar pattern, only moans and gasping filled the room. Klaus pressed his face against my neck, his breath warm across her skin. He could feel her pulse pounding beneath his lips, her heartbeat matching his.

The world outside the shower had vanished, leaving only their bodies and the water. They moved together, their bodies searching for that familiar feeling.

"Rae," he growled, his voice hoarse with desire. He pressed his forehead against hers, their breaths mingling, their bodies moving together. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Nik," I replied, my voice barely a whisper. I kissed him passionately, our bodies moving together, the water a comforting presence.

We remained in that position as the water washed over them and their bodies continued to move in time to the beat of their love. Outside of the shower, nothing mattered. They were the only two individuals in that moment and it was utterly perfect.

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hello! since you’re looking for requests, can you do a post TO s5 au where all of the Mikaelsons survived and are just doing something fun together? maybe a family game night or a movie night?

Hello,

So, I hope this fits the idea of the Mikaelson Family surviving S5 as a whole... I did age up Hope a little.

Movie Night!

Hope was tense, slightly nervous; this was the first time since rescuing her mother and sealing off the Hollow that they were all together. Well… almost all of them; Hope was teetering on the edge between exhilarated and terrified, but at this moment she was standing here waiting. They were just waiting on Auntie Bex and Uncle Marcel to get here, Uncle Kol and Auntie D had arrived hours ago, and Aunt Freya was here with Aunt Keelin. Mom and Uncle Elijah had been catching up, and Hope was clinging, rather stubbornly to her father’s arm as she waited. Biting her lip she glanced up aat her father’s unreadable face, unsure what to do or say.

The car pulled up to the Big House, and she gripped her father’s arm a little tighter, noticing the way he pulled her closer, though he didn’t pull his arm from her grasp. There was a lot of dramatics as an athletic blonde appeared.

“And I’m telling you Marcel, we should have left yesterday, areoplanes are far more convenient forms of travel!”

“Rebekah, I’m not getting in those flying death contraptions; if I wanted to do that I would’ve joined the Tuskegee Airmen, I’m not doing airplanes; helicopters are bad enough,” Marcel stated as he stormed around the car. “Hey babygirl, you got so tall!” Marcel caught her in a hug.

“Marcellus! A pleasure to see you,” her dad hugged Marcel then.

“I’m surprised you are…not dead. Kol mentioned killing the Hollow would require someone to… well, die?” Marcel explained.

“I’m… dead…” Hope muttered.

Now her Uncle looked at her. Hope tensed a little as she stared at him. Hope hadn’t really thought of the impacts of becoming a full tribrid. She had unintentionally become a tribrid at seventeen.

“Oh, I see now,” Rebekah sighed. “Well, darling, you’re now on an eternity of looking fabulous!”

“I…”

“Immortal, seventeen, we’ve all seen how this plays out,” Kol appeared.

“It will be fine, she hasn’t gone on a murderous rampage, or killed a few cities,” Elijah quipped. “And she has us.”

“Never thought that’d be a good thing,” Kol muttered.

“Be more optimistic, honey, she’s still got on her magic.” Davina appeared. “So, movie night? Cheesy 80s, or cringy 90s? or anything from the last three years?”

“Darling, I love you, but anything after 2019 is not worth the money it took to make it,” Kol stated.

“It wasn’t that bad!” Hope whined.

“Dr. Strange 2, Woman in the Window, The Conjuring, Halloween 6000 and 6001, Eternals, Turning Red, Fire Starter, it’s horrid, I can continue on. Hollywood went to shit, love,” Kol sighed.

“The Invisible Man, Black Widow, and Quiet Place 2 were solid,” Davina shrugged.

“You have horrible tastes in film,” he sighed.

“I do not,” Davina huffed.

“You do,” Kol sighed.

“Tribrid Hope,” Hayley appeared, and Hope cringed a little in guilt as she looked at her mom. Her mom smiled, that sad, mourning smile. “We’re all together for an eternity now.”

“Almost,” Freya appeared. “But we’re together for this moment, and that’s all that matters.”

“Always and Forever.”

“Now, is all we have, and now, we have three horrible decades to pick from for movies: the 80s, 90s, and 2020s…” Davina repeated.

“Not the 2020s,” Kol grimaced.

“Hope’s picking the movie,” Keelin stated as she held Nik on her hip. Hope was startled as she was hugged again and they walked into the Big House.

“We… we can stay together?” Hope sputtered as they walked into the Big House.

“For now,” Kol stated. “I give it three decades before we’re back to stabbing each other in the chest and Klaus being a control freak again.”

“Wait until after my funeral please, I worked too hard to bring my idiot husband back to life,” Davina quipped.

“Don’t joke about your funeral so easily!” Kol balked.

“Mortality is a bitch,” Davina whispered to Hope.

Hope snickered at her Aunt’s smile and a wink as she skipped into the house.

“I want to watch the Mummy,” Hope decided.

“The Mummy?” Klaus balked.

“Aunt Keelin said I could pick!” Hope grinned.

“Rick O’Connell is a very fine man,” Hayley giggled.

“I thought you’d fancy Ardeth Bay,” Elijah sighed.

“Oh, he’s fine too,” Hayley giggled playfully. “But I’m into a man in suits though, with healthy masculinity and badassery.”

“Ew, get a room!” Rebekah grimaced.

“I would prefer not to be witnessing any of this, ever,” Klaus agreed as he hugged her to his side.

“We can still be together, right?” Hope whispered to her dad.

“Forever and Always,” he promised as he kissed her temple and walked through the house.

Hope smiled as she hid against her dad’s side, pleased to have all her family together for the first time; for real, since she’d been a child. She was just happy to hear her family here, bickering and happy, and here. it was everything she’d been dreaming over since she’d been force to give up her family. This was so much more than she anticipated, or hoped for.

“Now about young Mister Sienna, you cannot hope to continue courting him after his attempt on your mother’s life,” Elijah quipped.

“I must agreed and the young Anakin Skywalk interloper has to go, do not develop your mother’s dismal tastes in the opposite sex,” her dad stated.

“Hey!”

“You slept with me, little wolf,” her dad pointed out.

“And we have Hope now, let us not dwell on the semantics of sexual relationships,” Elijah quipped.

“I don’t want to think about my parents having sex, ever,” Hope shuddered.

“How else were you made?”

“Immaculate conception.”

“I like that,” Freya decided.

“I never thought I’d have to hear about Klaus’ sex life,” Kol shuddered.

“There are children present!” Keelin barked.

“Me and Nik!” Hope squeaked.

Davina was laughing with Marcel as they all sat.

“So… the Mummy?” Marcel proposed.

“The Mummy!” Hope agreed as she picked up Nik and sat down beside Aunt Keelin.

“And no more sex talk for the rest of the eternity we exist,” Kol proposed.

#bluboothalassophile #the originals #hope mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #marcel gerard #freya mikaelson #keelin malraux #nik mikaelson #davina claire #kol mikaelson #elijah mikealson #hayley marshall

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anime-lover-forever-1127 · 1 year

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Hope’s Either Stupid or The Next Great Evil In The Making

This is just my opinion.

So, don’t get me wrong, I liked Humanity-off Hope (mostly because she reminded me of Klaus), I thought she was a real badass.

But, looking at it from a realistic perspective, that is not a good thing, especially for the world as a whole.

Like were constantly told how Hope is ‘the most powerful being in existence’, but that is a REALLY scary thought, because that would mean the strongest being is: a 19 year old hormonal teenager who can’t handle life.

Like I get that she’s a teenager and a real person who feels emotions, but were told two very contradicting things. How Hope is strong, but all I see is that she can’t handle herself. Sure her parents are dead (which I do kind of blame her for), but she isn’t frickin alone! And it pisses me off that when people try to help her, she’s like “I don’t need it” and then she plays the “I’m alone in this world” card, and I’m like NO YOUR FIRCKIN NOT! Your not an orphan, you have Freya, Kol, Davina, Marcel, Keelin! You wanna see a real orphan, look at Landon!

And now to the stupid vs evil part.

In season 5 of The Originals we see her create a hybrid (and promptly kill him), for no other reason than so she can go home. Like ever heard of a device called a phone, yeah, it’s been around since 1876, and has only gotten better. Or you know, wait until christmas break or something (isn't like you already decided to take the hollow in you and were on a time limit - no, you where only an impatient teenager)

Then, she pressedes, to lock her mother, who does in fact have enemies in a ‘safe location’. All so she can carry out her plan of “Reuniting her family” (Read: Operation Kill Elijah and Klaus). Like come on, we all know I don’t like Hayley and I thought the whole show would have been much better if she’d been killed in TVD, but A) from Hope’s perspective she was still her mother, so B) doing that, just seemed heartless and evil in my books (or really stupid).

So this whole “the end justifies the means” makes me think she’s either A) Just down right STUPID, or B) Doesn't give a flyin F who gets hurt or dies as long as she can get what she wants. She’s literally turning into a Elena - just with powers - which is worse!

Like the idea of an all powerful tribrid could have been so cool! But they just screwed her up. I liked Hope when she was a kid, but then teenager Hope literally destroyed her. (And that’s why Lizzie is my all time favorite character). Like I wanted to like Hope so bad (because she was Klaus daughter), but her character was literally turned into dog chow.

#This is my opinion #Anti-Hope Mikaelson #Rants #rant #Elijah #Elijah Mikaelson #Klaus #Klaus Mikaelson

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georgiaheartsdilfs · 2 years

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Marcel Gerad please reader is a friend of the Mikaelson and he takes a liking to her and she feels the same way lots of flirting.

Mutuals of the Mikaelson | Marcel Gerard x Reader

my masterlist ↪M A S T E R L I S T

The Mikaelsons aren't the best of people, sure, you can't say that they are perfect but they are more gentler towards you once you get in their inner circle that was after family.

I was in that inner circle, as was Klaus' "son" or so Klaus likes to call him.

Marcel Gerard, though he dislikes the Mikaelsons for what they stand for despite being raised by him. He was different to the Mikaelsons.

He shared their dashing good looks, as well as their charming personalities but he was far different to them in many ways.

"Ah, Y/n!" Klaus interrupts my trance, I had been quite obviously staring at Marcel for a while if Klaus had paused his 'life-changing' to call me out for staring.

"Niklaus" I look up annoyed at the fact he ruined my trance, "Why don't you share your thoughts?" he asks raising an eyebrow only for me to sigh "If you want the words to come out of my mouth, Niklaus, it isn't happening besides I wasn't listening." I shrug.

This meeting was for his friends, or 'friends of his siblings that he uses as minions' group of people. The only person he truly liked in here was Camille, which let Me, Marcel, Davina, Keelin and sometimes Hayley when she felt like it. But we all had one thing in common, one mutual thing and it was the Mikaelsons. We were Mutuals of the Mikaelsons.

"leave y/n alone, carry on with your amazing story." Marcel nods to me causing Klaus to give him an odd stare but nods agreeing to continue his story.

I continue to stare at Marcel, not listening to a single word that came out of Klaus's mouth.

Eventually, Klaus's voice had faded. No words were being spoken and before I knew it everyone was leaving the room, I suppose this whole thing was done for the night.

"You're quite the observer, y/n" Marcel walks up beside me "you have to be when you work with Klaus" I shrug as we walk down the stairs side by side.

"I see you eyeing me up like dessert, y/n hunny" he laughs to me "come on now, you liked every piece that you saw." he says "don't get too cocky, Marcellus." I say using his real name against him to lower his ego.

"but yes, as a matter of fact, I was staring at you. In fact I was imagining you naked." I say causing him to raise an eyebrow "children, please, Marcellus please flirt with Y/n outside of this household. It makes me weak in the stomach." Kol stumbles into the courtyard and I roll my eyes "Bugger off Kol." I say.

I had been thinking of Marcel alot recently, maybe my crush on him had something to do with it. Maybe not. But the way his walked around town with not a care in the world was a supporting factor, not a needed one but a very good one nonetheless.

"you know, you and I could overthrow him." Marcel winks to me and I punch his chest "No, we cannot." I give him a stern look. "Why not, you're a witch, and a powerful one. I'm from Klaus's sire line." Marcel shrugs.

"And if he dies, you die." i poke his chest "are you suggesting you dont want me to die?" he questions me "exactly, then who else am I suppose to flirt with. Everyone else here is dating." I narrow my eyes at him.

Marcel laughs, going in to hug me and I stand there shocked at his sudden gesture "you're amazing, you know that." he lets go.

Eventually he checks his watch before backing away from me "I'll catch you later tonight, at dinner. 8pm?" he says and I nod "sure" and he waves goodbye.

Like a love struck teenager I spin around, skipping around the Mikaelson courtyard. "Y/n if you please, you and Marcellus have been stood there for an hour or two and I'd like to enjoy complete and utter silence." Elijah chimes in from above "right, bye." I clear my throat before tucking my hair behind my ear and leaving.

I guess being Mutuals of the Mikaelsons wasn't as bad as I thought.

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proelio-procusi · 1 year

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WHAT DO YOU WISH YOU COULD SAY ?

Xifeng

"i don't know how to accept this fact about me."

you have a secret. be it something going on in your life or a revelation about your personal identity, you've just learned something new about yourself and you feel wrong about it. you should be sure about this, but you're just not! even though you aren't comfortable with it, the secret feels important to you and it wants to break free. with the nature of the secret, though, you couldn't stand telling anyone.

Kai

"someone hurt me and i wish they would fix it."

it doesn't have to be a deep hurt, but someone made you feel horrible. you find yourself composing mental messages to them constantly, yet the thought of sending them makes you feel levels of ill that you didn't know were possible. all you want is to get over this pain and stop thinking about it when you think of them. you can't yet, though, and it feels like a failure.

Keelin

“please, PLEASE I want you to know me.”

“you keep quite literally everything bottled up, don’t you? you try to be there for everyone else, but nobody has ever asked about you. you have a mental list in your head of things that you wish beyond wishing that people would ask to know about you, but nobody has. you’re afraid that if you tell them, you won’t get the response you crave, which gets more and more mysterious and gut-wrenchingly necessary with every day that goes by in silence. it feels like you aren’t allowed to exist.”

tagged by: @thelyss and @ambitiousillusions

tagging: @macabrepuppet @aschcregen @widgast @bliighted (Roisin) @tomepact and whomever else want do do it.

#dash games

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saratogaroadwrites · 8 months

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For King and Country (57/122)

For King and Country | saratogaroad rating: T total wordcount: 280,466 characters: Evan Pettiwhisker Tildrum, Roland Crane, Aranella, Batu, Tani, Lofty, Leander Aristidies, Bracken Meadows relationships: Roland Crane & Evan Pettiwhisker Tildrum, Aranella & Evan Pettiwhisker Tildrum, Roland Crane & Aranella, Batu & Tani, Batu & Evan, Tani & Evan, Evan Pettiwhisker Tildrum & Lofty, Rolander other tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Mother-Son Relationship, Father-Son Relationship, Place Slowly Becomes Home People Slowly Become Family, Found Family, For Want of A Nail warnings: none

Pulled from his world by mysterious powers, former president Roland Crane finds himself caught in the middle of a coup meant to take the life of the young King Evan Pettiwhisker Tildrum. Joining forces with Aranella, the pair of them set out to aid Evan in making his dream of a kingdom where everyone can live happily ever after a reality.

But the road to peace is a long and treacherous one and there is no promise of success in a world where darkness spreads ever thicker with each passing day. If they are to stand a chance, they must stand together, for king and for country.

(A retelling.)

“Gently, Evan lad, gently…”

Evan’s tail lashed back and forth through the remnant leaves and cut stalks behind him. He squeezed his eyes closed even tighter until stars appeared behind his eyelids. “I know, Lofty,” he replied perhaps a bit too sharply, “I’m trying!”

And really, he was! They’d been out in the sun and the fresh-smelling wind for nearly the entire afternoon already. At first Evan had been grateful for the magic lessons as a long term distraction from the paperwork and council meetings that still needed his attention, but now?

Now he would have taken writing a treaty with Dell over this!

“Magic ‘en’t some brute force thing!” Lofty went on, pacing back and forth. Evan’s ears flicked after the little Kingmaker’s footsteps as he padded through the dirt. “You can’t just go around tossin’ magic at a spell and hope it don’t blow up in your face!”

Evan’s ears folded back. This had been a point between them ever since Evan had come around the day after they had fled Hydropolis. Evan’s collapse had startled everyone, but no one save Lofty was in a position to teach him anything about using Magic that would prevent him from exhausting himself again. Hence the hours of lessons and the lecture that Evan was sitting through now.

“Youeve got to coax it out, see? Magic’s like a living thing! Youeve got to ask it for help, and then you can start throwin’ fireballs or shields around all willy nilly!”

Giving up any thoughts of focus, Evan dropped his hands and opened his eyes. He blinked a few times to adjust them, then sat back in the shade of a great oak. He knew that Lofty was just trying to help, and he understood the words coming out of his mouth, but. This really wasn’t helping! Leaning an elbow on his knee, Evan plunked his chin into the palm of one hand.

“Why’s that?” He asked petulantly, feeling yet more sweat trail down his back. Sitting in the heat for the past hour had done his mood no favors. “That’s what’s worked so far.”

“Oh, has it?” Lofty whirled around, planting his hands onto his hips, “So why’s it that you flopped over like an overdone pancake, eh?” He stalked over. “You can’t go ‘round tossing magic around like flower petals, mun! Youeve got to be careful with it!”

“There’s a difference between being careful and being too slow!” Evan shot back, tail lashing once more. If they’d been faster, even by just a few minutes, maybe they could have— “If I can’t be fast enough to help someone, then what’s the point of even having magic?!”

“This ‘en’t about fast!” Lofty stamped over until he was looking straight into Evan’s eyes, seriously unimpressed. “S’about keepin’ you from keelin’ over every time youer tryin’ to cast somethin’ big! Youell thank me when youer not layin’ in the mud!”

“Lofty—”

“If I may be so bold,” Leander’s voice broke into the argument. Evan whirled around on his hands to face the man. Leander just smiled a bit; he was far too sneaky for his own good, Evan thought. “Perhaps I may be of some assistance?”

“Pah!” Lofty threw up his hands and turned away. “Be a right sight if you could! This one’s all ‘bout the bang and the boom!”

Evan hissed furiously at his Kingmaker as Lofty stalked off, but found he couldn’t really deny the accusations. So what if he preferred to throw more magic at his spells? Sure, it meant he couldn’t cast as many, but the ones he could cast would be stronger for it! He looked away as Leander came to sit in front of him, his coat missing and sleeves rolled up to his elbows in the late summer sunshine.

“I’m afraid I missed most of that conversation,” he said pleasantly, “Would you care to tell me what the problem here is?”

Evan wanted to say that there was no problem, but he was overheated, and tired, and he’d really come out here to get some fresh air, not be lectured on his magic skills! The words burst out of him before he could stop them.

“What Lofty’s saying doesn’t make any sense! It’s always theory this, and theory that, like I haven’t had lessons already!” It was so much like learning about politics and statecraft, so much listening and not enough doing that it made him want to tear his ears off just so he wouldn’t have to hear any more of it! Growling low in his throat he pulled his knees to his chest. “What’s the point of lessons if you can’t do anything with them?”

Leander was quiet for a moment, then said slowly, “If I were to pick up a sword tonight and call myself a master of it tomorrow, would that be true?”

“Of course not,” Evan rolled his eyes, “You can’t be a master of something in one day—oh.” Chastised, his shoulders slumped. Leander nodded.

“Everything begins with a solid foundation, Evan,” Leander corrected him gently, reaching forward and raising Evan’s head until they were eye to eye. “And learning to cast magic involves many lessons of the theory behind it.” He smiled ruefully. “My teacher had me on basic lessons for nearly a year before she declared I was ready to begin casting.”

“A year?” Evan exclaimed, ears flattening to his skull. He didn’t—there wasn’t—that just wasn’t fair! They didn’t have the time for that!

“She’d have preferred two, she told me once, but…” He leaned back. “I believe we can go a bit faster. I have seen your skills with Magic. You operate mostly on instinct, do you not?”

Evan nodded slowly. He and Nella had read through some magical spell books and other such teachings when he’d first been learning, but he’d never really had a proper tutor. Such things weren’t supposed to happen until he was thirteen, but…well. Fate had clearly had other ideas.

“Yes,” He said, “Why? Is that a bad thing?”

“Hardly,” Leander said, “Though it does explain some things. Your most cast spell is Fire, correct?” When Evan nodded he continued, “That along with instinctive casting tells me your nature is Fire. Knowing this, I can come up with the best way to aid you.” He smiled softly. “Fire natures are perhaps not known best for their…patience.”

Evan chuckled sheepishly. That wasn’t precisely wrong, but… “Different natures learn in different ways?”

“Quite,” Leander settled his hands into his lap. “Natures often dictate how we learn and grow. Someone of Water is much more likely to go with the flow and be much more patient than someone of Wind, who would often be much more boisterous and outgoing.” Adjusting his glasses, Leander snorted softly. “Of course, there are outliers in any circumstance, but…”

But it did say a lot, Evan thought, and he had the idle consideration that that meant Tani had to be a Wind nature. Fire, Wind, Water, Darkness…natures were aligning with the Higgledies. Evan frowned as he realized that. Was there a sort of connection between the magic of the world and the natures of the people? He set the thought aside for another time.

“And…” He looked up, “What about someone of a Dark nature?”

“They are more likely to be the quiet type,” Leander replied, “Observant to a fault, and often handling things on their own. Why do you ask?”

“Well,” Evan eyed where Lofty had wandered off to, the little Kingmaker standing with his back to them. Evan was sure he was listening as he said, “Roland is a Dark Nature.”

Leander’s eyebrows made a run for his hair. “Truly?” He asked, and when Evan nodded he seemed even more surprised. “That is…certainly odd.”

Evan tilted his head. “Are Darkness natures that rare?” He asked. There were the stories, the tales where they were cast as villains, but in truth? He’d heard precious little about them before.

“Not rare, but rather uncommon,” Leander said, “I’ve never heard of more than one existing in a single generation.”

“’En’t a Generation now, is it?” Lofty sniped, “Youe’ve got three hundred years on anybody here, and the other one’s three thousand flippin’ years older, too!”

Three thousand years older? Evan tilted his head. “Doloran is a Dark nature, too?”

“That’s right, mun. He and ol’ Rolly-boy are—” Lofty suddenly stopped himself. Evan growled, low in his throat, and bunched himself up.

"Lofty..." He grumbled. Lofty took a huge gulp of air and whirled away, ignoring Leander as he made a puzzled sound and tilted his head.

"Nope!" Lofty took a step out of reach. "Nope, I 'en't sayin' more than that! Said too much already!"

"Lofty!" Evan leapt forward in a pounce, but Lofty jumped away at the last second and took off running, shouting at the top of his lungs. Evan lay in the sun-baked grass for a moment, growling low in his chest. "I hate it when he does that."

“He certainly is more involved than Brineskimmer ever was,” Leander said with a snort as Evan picked himself up off his front, “Though I suppose that does come with its own drawbacks. No matter.” He adjusted his glasses and shifted his weight, pushing himself to his feet. “You and I have other matters to discuss.”

Evan looked up into the sunlit reflection off of Leander’s glasses and gulped.

Why did he have a feeling he was going to regret this?

#nnk2 #ni no kuni 2 #nnk2 fic #!fic #fic: for king and country

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cursedbcrn · 1 year

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ace!!! i said it before but i truly am always in awe on how you can take a character and, instead of denying canon, make it make sense and make it yours ( except gods but, you know, they deserve it ). and also place them in so many verses while keeping their core intact. and that goes for hope - who is an absolute legend and me & my freya both adore her - but also for all your tvdu muses and beyond. whether they're fan faves, like elijah or klaus, or underrated babes who need more love, like keelin or vincent, you breathe so much life into them. i'm glad to have someone to scream about WN too about; and just chat with you cause it's always super fun to do. plus, you love and write an awesome freya too which just makes me love you more. jut be prepared for me to follow you everywhere now cause you're just awesome and you make my experience on here so much better

tina you're not allowed to chop onions in here ;-; thank you for this very bright spark and for remaining a bright spark on my dash since i've been around. i appreciate that you are so game and willing to take my wild ideas and run with them, or just throw everything at the wall to see what interesting things we can do, whether with hope or with keelin or leah or any of the other wild combinations we can come up with. i love chatting and plotting with you and don't ever make it sound like a hardship to be writing with you bc i'm just as excited about it always

#[ save. ]#viikingwitch #<33333

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❝ You look way too stunning for a bride-to-be. That should be a crime. ❞ [Julian @fireinyourblood to Hope. This is the meme where you give us permission to flirt with your muse hehe]

Hope was still not sure how she felt about this whole dimension. On one hand, this was the land the love of her life was to be the heir of and meant to keep them safe from all out war with heaven and hell. Yet, nothing could be easy and the red moon seemed to bring the haunting of family ever closer. So it was no surprise that the breakfast table was without all the couples they had seen yesterday at the ball who were either sleeping, cleaning, or couldn't be bothered. Those were the only reasons that she wanted to think about as a teenage girl related to most of them. Kol probably still had little Nik stretched out on his chest letting Freya and Keelin have a much needed break. Jessalyn hadn't slept well in a long time even in the dimension of gothicism so the tribrid had spelled the room to stay quiet as she got dressed and to muffle any of the sounds in the hall. There were enough weapons in their room to take on any fight plus the sword that she definitely was supposed to return. What was an annoying surprise, however, was emo teen jack frost looking up at her with light in his eyes. The gloves on his hand seemed to be more than just a formal addition to the the sex demon's ensemble. The tribrid was momentarily glad that she had left the thermos that she filled with her own blood outside the door to the room she shared with her angel princess. All of this man's powers were not known to her yet and having someone watch you cut your arm open and bleed didn't not seem like second meeting material. Particularly when she wasn't sure if she could trust him as far as she could throw him. It was no secret that Hope was sarcastic especially to new people especially when their threat level wasn't so easily accessed. There was no other way she could have grown up to be considering who raised her and whose blood ran through her veins. Mikealson. It was a descriptor of who she was as as much as a surname. Sage would just have to deal with whatever secrets her sleep addled brain released. After all, this boy had rightfully seemed afraid of an avenging Mikealson when family was in danger. Besides, the ring on her left hand was spelled as more than an expensively set engagement band. There was no denying that this boy was attractive though that wasn't all that she snagged upon for a partner. Roman was a perfect illustration in that. There was something about the teenage fellow artist that didn't put him squarely in the column of enemy which was odd considering his vocabulary and scaring of the woman she loved. An unladylike snort had left her lips before Hope could stop it. Yet, her vivid blue eyes widened astronomically on the option of waffles. Maybe she could thank Sage for leaving her here after all. They were made by declan too! One hand moved to pull her wavy auburn hair away from her face as she stood to start making her plate. The tribrid knew enough liars to know that he was being honest even when it was almost eight am earth time. The salvatore school had really got her on a schedule somehow. No one looked good at this time in the morning even if male else thought differently. "If you want to talk to me, you will have to allow me to eat during or i might just stab you. My father has a real talent for that though. Did your research tell you that? Also, do you happen to flirt with people in relationships? I mean your a freaking sex demon. I am sure many girls would be into that without your cheek bones and white blonde hair. Girls fantasize about book characters like that and you are here. Surely, there are a lot of teenage girls to catch your fancy. Ones who don't love a girl who brought home a goat that I have to make sure gets fed at the crack of dawn. I am not at all bitter about that as you can tell. I was certain my barbs would have sent someone like you running away. A student of this places tradition and the game of politics. Did you come to help the wolves assassinate me or are you serious about your whole crusade of liking me?"

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asvterias · 2 years

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𝖨 𝖢𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖧𝖾𝗋 ~ 𝖥𝗋𝖾𝗒𝖺 𝖬𝗂𝗄𝖺𝖾𝗅𝗌𝗈𝗇

Warnings: None

Pairings: Freya Mikaelson x Fem!Vampire Reader

Summary: [Name] gets bitten by Lucien and is on the verge of death but Freya finds a way to save her best friend. Despite the circumstances, Keelin get jealous of her girlfriend’s relationship with [name] and tells her to choose.

Word Count: 1,537

klaus and elijah rushed you into the mikaelson household, one arm around klaus and another around elijah. the mikaelson men placed you down on the couch carefully laying you down on it. “she was bitten. lucien bit her.” freya's face showed nothing but fear and worry as she looked down to see one of your legs started to turn gray and your face covered in sweat.

she had already lost her brother, finn, to this nasty bite and she wasn't going to lose you too. she immediately began to look through her mother's old grimoires to work on a potion, determined and concentrated to not stop until she finds a cure for lucien's bite.

every now and than rebekah puts a damp towel on your forehead to help ease the heat off of your face. you somehow reached in the back pocket of your jeans which reveals a switchblade. klaus notices this and asks, “why do you have that knife, [name]?” rebekah's eyebrows furrowed confused on why would you have a switchblade in your pocket and freya would have gotten backlash from how fast she turned her head to you.

staying silent as you twirled the knife in your hand and sharing eye-contact with the mikaelson witch. freya's eyes widen when she recognizes what you were going to do with the switchblade and takes the knife out of your hands, giving the small weapon to elijah. “you're not gonna kill yourself [name], i'm going find a cure. i promise.” she cups your face wiping the tears away from your face with her thumb. keelin watches this unfold and rolls her eyes.

“don't make promises you can't keep.” you said, your voice faltering a little as you look down at your arm which started to crawl with gray veins. this action makes freya looks down at your half gray arm and she gets back to work. she started to chanted random words that you couldn't understand.

the bite in your neck was becoming worse, it felt like your neck was on fire and the rest of your body felt numb. you would do anything ease your pain right now, this horrifying bite hurted worse than vervain. the witch stopped chanting so it seems like she finished the potion and hopefully the potion works and cures you.

“here drink this.” you instantly comply, putting the liquid substance in your mouth because the bite was unbearable. the liquid was bitter and it smelt horrible, but hey, better to be safe than sorry, right? drinking down all of the liquid, your face crimsoned into disgust, shaking your head as a reaction.

after the liquid flowed through your body as it takes its effects, your bite began to vanished from your neck. you laid your head back down and freya kissed your forehead, happy that she saved your life. she didn't know what she would do without you in her life.

rebekah picks you up and speeds you to your room, placing you on the bed gently. “you need to rest, [name].” she said before tucking you in and with that, she left your bedroom. soon thereafter, your eyes started to droop slightly, resting your head against the soft fluffy pillows and soon enough you drifted away in darkness only to be left alone with your imagination.

downstairs, freya and keelin are having a heated argument about you. the rest of the mikaelson siblings left the house, not wanting to be in the crossfire of the fight. the other mikaelsons didn't really like keelin because they knew that you and freya were meant for each other.

“i don't mean to sound like a bitch. but you're always taking her side. when she needs your help, you are always there for her. even when we have dates planned!” keelin argues to her girlfriend, refusing to even say your name out loud.

“she's my bestfriend keelin. i love her and i care about her.” freya claps back, shaking her head slightly.

“maybe a little too much.” she mutters but freya heard her and asked, “what did you say?” keelin folds her arms, “you have to choose.” she explains to freya.

“what?” freya asked confused. keelin rolls her eyes at the blonde. “you either choose me or [name].” keelin said with a small grin plastered on her face, thinking that freya was going to choose her. “ok. i choose [name].” freya said, her voice filled with no hesitation as keelin's eyes widen but freya finishes off.

“i'm always gonna choose [name], she's my—“ freya stopped speaking, looking down on the floor as her eyes flickered wondering if you only thought of her as a friend and nothing more. sure, freya had a crush on you but she never would admit it, so she dated keelin to get over you but she was still drawn to you. she'd date every person on this earth and you will still be on her mind 24/7.

freya hadn't known it but you were devastated when she introduced keelin to you as her girlfriend. ever since than, you and keelin were always at each other's throats. only because of the beautiful blonde mikaelson witch, you wanted to date freya and keelin was dating freya. even as a vampire, you were introvert and an over thinker.

what if you had confessed your feelings for freya and she rejected you? the aftermath would have been so embarrassing for you.

“do you wanna know why me and [name] are always at each other's throats?” freya nodded her head but keelin's next words shocked her, “it's because she was in love with you before we even started dating.” freya was too stunned to speak, she couldn't believe what she was hearing, you [name] [lastname] was in love with her. she scoffs, flinging her arms in the air,

“i can't believe you freya, you chose [name] over me. good luck with her, we're done.” keelin states before leaving the house in fury. of course, freya felt bad but keelin wasn't you and no one could ever replace you. freya's heart was always belong to you, no matter how many people she dates.

your shuffled in your bed as you heard a soft knock on your door, you smiled knowing that it was freya, “come in.” you called out to the witch. she opens the door and walks over to your bed, sitting on the edge as you sit up. "hey, how are you feeling?" she asked, brushing a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“i'm feeling better than ever. thank you, freya.” she smiles at your soft tone, “me and keelin broke up.” your face turns into fake worry, of course you were happy that they finally broken up but freya was still your bestfriend and she might be heartbroken.

“are you okay? i know how break-up's can be hard.” you responded, squeezing her shoulder gently trying to comfort the blonde. freya smiles as she remembered when you first met her. her siblings were very wary of her at first, especially klaus but you weren't, you just felt drawn to her. 'it was now or never' freya thought.

“nope, if anything i'm better than ever. i just wanna thank keelin for helping me realized what i actually wanted.” before you could ask what she was talking about, the blonde cupped your face, your cheeks heating up from the contact but you just let out a small smile. it was until she leaned forward and planted her lips on yours, her lips were soft as her hand still touching your cheek.

you couldn't believe it, freya was kissing you, the blonde felt a spark when she kissed you, freya didn't feel this spark when she kissed keelin. you were shocked at first but you kissed back, relaxing into the kiss. freya kisses back more forceful, moving your lips at a slow yet hungry kiss.

“i heard you and keelin.” you said, pulling away from the electrifying kiss as your forehead touches hers. your eyes meet with her and you see the same sparkle in her beautiful eyes whenever she was passionate about something. or in your case; someone.

“well, i have no regrets. i will always choose you over keelin.” freya states, seeing your beautiful smile which makes her smile as well. freya pulls you in for another magnificent kiss and you couldn't disagree to that, wouldn't you. freya had everything she wanted in life, a family that accepts her, the girl of her dreams; who was now her girlfriend and soon to be wife and baby momma.

you had freya's heart and she has yours and you two wouldn't change it for the world. just wait till her siblings get home, they'll have a whole party on how long that they wanted for you two lovebirds to get together.

#the originals 3 #the originals 3 oneshot #the originals 3 angsty + fluffy oneshot #freya mikaelson #freya mikaelson x reader #freya mikaelson x fem!reader

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countrymusiclover · 9 months

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3 - Back to Mystic High

Part 4

Family is More than Blood

@secretdreamlandmentality

Raelyn’s pov

“So how was your trip back to New Orleans, Andrea?” I asked my niece sitting on the edge of her bed, thankful that she wasn’t here yesterday when we got attacked.

She smiled brightly at me. “It was great. Aunts Freya and Keelin showed me this cool bakery that was new in the quarter.”

“I’m glad you had fun. And I bet your dad and mom were happy to see you being a kid after seven years.” I put my hands in my lap before I heard someone knock on her door and it opened showing my husband.

Andrea waved at him happily. “Hi uncle Nikky.”

“Good to see you, Andrea. Raelyn Alairc told me to find you. He has an assignment for us.” He waved back at the young girl.

Getting to my feet I waved bye to my niece shutting the door so she couldn’t hear what we were talking about. “I’ll see ya later…so what is this assignment he has us helping with?”

“The former high school quarterback Matt Donavan says that two girls from Mystic Falls are missing. Alaric sent some of the kids to help search for them.” He explained leaning against the wooden wall.

Brushing my hair behind my ear I nodded. “And he wants us to supervise them so they stay out of trouble. This should be fun.” Turning on my feet I smiled seeing him turn around and follow me.

“Why exactly are you happy about this? These human kids at this high school don’t even know supernatural creatures exist. All they are thinking about is partying and sex.” Klaus raised a brow at me walking right beside me.

I smirked up at him, nudging him with my arm. “Then you already fit in with half of them. And the reason I want to check it out is because Jacob and I never went to a real normal school. We were homeschooled and secretly taught magic by our mother. But otherwise no normal life stuff for us.”

“Until you met me then you got to have all your firsts.” Nik vamped me gently against the wall holding me up by my legs with my arms draped over his shoulder. “And I know you rather enjoy our time together.”

Sending him a smile I vamped out of his embrace dragging him down the hallway. “Come on, Nik. We have to go to high school today.” We met the kids outside and drove the Salvatore bus to Mystic Falls high school.

Klaus and I followed the group outside the back of the high school finding one of the young vampires feeding on a girl. "Thought we were cool, bruh."

Lizzie snapped. "Don't "bruh" him. Second place or not, we know you killed Dana."

Hope sent her a confused look. "Wait. Dana's dead?"

MG explains to us. "Dr. Saltzman said they found her dead from a vampire bite."

"I didn't kill her, so y'all need to get the hell outta my face." Kaleb attempts to leave until Lizzie siphons from MG's shoulder.

She moved around him, still hurting him with magic. "Come on, guys, let's go. It's hero time."

Hope mumbled. "To the Blondemobile."

"Not so fast, Kaleb." Lizzie lowered her hand giving him some relief.

Kaleb rolls his eyes, dropping his hands from his head. "I told you, all I did was feed. torture me all you want to, but my answer's gonna remain the same... because I didn't kill Dana."

Klaus stepped towards the young vampire threatening him with his werewolf eyes. "If you’re lying you should know my bite can kill you and my blood is the only cure or I can compel any vampire since I am an original!"

"Trust me, Kaleb. He usually doesn't give someone a warning before he gets his point across. If you’re lying he'll find out." Sending the vampire a glare I flashed my fangs at him.

Landon said in Kaleb's defense. "Uh, he's right."

"What, so you're a mind reader now, Landon?" Lizzie turned to him, scoffing.

He pointed towards the treeline where we saw a blonde girl with dirt and healed wounds on her neck. "Call it a hunch."

Dana sat down on a park bench in a panic scoffing up at Lizzie, touching the wound she had on her neck. "We were on the way to graffiti that mill at your school. It was a harmless prank. But then I got snatched. Next thing I remember, I woke up in a ditch. So enjoy it while you can, Lizzie. I'm sure I look like crap. Oh, my God. What is that?"

Hope stuttered. "It's... Someone help me out here."

"It's the mother of all hickeys. You're fine, Dana. You're just a-a little slutty." Lizzie was quick on her feet trying to sound confident.

"I don't even like any of you. I should be talking to the cops." Dana made Kaleb roll his eyes trying to leave.

Landon jumps in front of her. "I can't let you do that."

Hope stepped forward casting a sleeping spell on Dana. "Ad somnum."

"I mean, she can't let you do that." Landon dropped his hands.

Staring at Dana’s body I run my fingers through my hair already knowing that this girl won’t make it as a vampire. Lizzie spun towards Kaleb raising her voice in frustration. “So you didn't kill her. You freaking turned her?”

“Turned her? You think I want to sit and listen to that for all eternity?” Kaleb grumbled back at the blonde Gemini witch.

Hope slapped her hands on her knees sending me and her father a frustrated glance knowing we would understand. “Well, someone did, meaning that we have a transitioning vampire on our hands.”

“Let’s hope Alina and Missy are having better work finding out what happened to the other girl. We don’t need two new vampires on our hands.” Klaus huffed putting his hands in the pockets of his black leather jacket that looked like the one Damon would wear.

Missy’s pov

Mom and dad stayed with most of the group while Alina and I stayed together thinking it was easier since I had vampire powers and we could siphon off each other. Focusing my hearing we passed through a few people until we got to an empty hallway. “I don’t exactly see what the whole excitement is here that auntie Rebekah was so taken with. I mean most of the people here seem too stuck up.”

“Well we’re not all bad.” A boy’s voice came down the hallway where my twin and I turned our heads seeing a boy with brown hair and bright green eyes.

Clutching my hands into fists at my sides I sucked in a breath hearing his heart beating inside his chest. “Uh sorry. My sister didn’t mean any offense by it. We're just - uh looking- doing a tour.” I gulped feeling nervous like I couldn’t talk to this guy.

“I’m just messing with you. I’m Ethan. Ethan Machado. Who are you guys?” He asked, tilting his head to the side showing us a grin.

Alina stepped forward, extending her hand to him and they shook hands looking back at me. Yet when she stared at me she sent me a teasing look. “Alina Mikaelson and that’s my twin sister Melissa. And she’s not normally this shy.”

“Yeah sorry. And I prefer everyone to call me Missy.” Brushing past her I extended my hand to him and we shook hands.

Ethan lifted his gaze upward to mine where I bit my lip enjoying the way my name sounded coming from him. “It’s nice to meet you, Missy. Hey uh if you and your sister do get to come here. I hope to see you around.” He gave us a head nod before he left us alone in the hallway.

Glancing over my shoulder I saw my sister smirking at me with her arms crossed over her chest looking so much like how dad would look at me when he was teasing her. “What’s that look for?”

“You never get embarrassed around boys before. You never stumble on your words either. So all I can say is that you have a crush on him.” She tapped her finger on her chin, still smirking.

Throwing my hair around when I shake my head no back and forth I didn’t agree with her. “No I don’t. I can’t believe you would even think of something so ridiculous!”

“You’re in denial so I know I’m right.” Alina snapped, waving her index finger in my face.

Throwing my hands up I stomped up in her face showing her my vampire fangs and veins while trying to not blush at the thought. “How would you know what crushing on a guy would look like hmm. You were told to marry Jackson without a choice.”

“I’m not naive Missy. Plus he’s human so he probably won’t be like Hope’s last boyfriend. You’ll just have to worry about dad.” She starts walking away.

Using my vamp speed I snapped at her. “You were told to marry someone first.”

“But you still have to worry about dad finding out. Don’t worry sis I won’t tell. Just know I approve cause he seems nice.” Alina shrugs her shoulders walking around me where I rolled my eyes following after her.

Comments really appreciated ❤️

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bluboothalassophile · 2 years

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Hello! I saw your Mikaelson Oneshot series on AO3, and I loved it! I saw that you were taking requests, so can you do one set in s5 (either no one dies or haylijah dies) where Klaus and Hope have their first father/daughter date.

Hello,

So... angst is what you wanted; sort of, or fluff? I'm not sure, so I hope you enjoy this.

Love...

Klaus stood at the markers of the mother of his child, and his brother. Elijah had tricked him, bastard, and Hayley was gone… Klaus was now the eldest brother; a role he had always coveted and never wanted, and also a single father, for eternity. A daunting thought, he had thought it terrifying how he might never know Hope, but now he was no longer co-parenting but rather a single father. And he couldn’t afford to be absent in Hope’s life, Elijah had died so he couldn’t be absent from his daughter’s life. But now that it was just him, he didn’t know what to do.

He had immediately pulled Hope from the Salvatore Boarding School, particularly after hearing some of the vile things Alaric Saltzman was telling his child. He had moved her back to New Orleans, where Freya, Rebekah and Marcellus had all returned to and resided with their families. The only sibling not to return was Kol, and he was in Australia somewhere with Davina chasing the surf, or something to that affect. Keelin was in the process of moving back to New Orleans after having resided in Texas these past couple of years; which Freya was excited for.

And yeah, Klaus had no idea what to do from here.

But he was finally going to have his father-daughter day with Hope, and he was nervous, which was why he had come to the markers for Hayley and Elijah, he had never noticed how much he relied on them to be there for him so he didn’t bugger things up with Hope. Now he had no one who could help him, and he was terrified; truly terrified, he would mess this up beyond all repair.

He was certain everyone mentioned how terrifying single parenthood was, but he had never grasped it. He’d always co-parented with Elijah and Hayley, and now they were both gone.

Sighing he gently patted the stone before walking back to the Big House where he saw Hope standing nervously. She was dressed up, biting her lip and wringing her hands; it was unnervingly like Freya it startled him. She didn’t look a lot like Hayley, but he felt she had her mother’s eyes.

“I will not fuck this up,” he promised the mother of his child and his brother as he approached.

“Um… I… I don’t know what to… what to do,” Hope stammered out nervously.

“What would you like to do?” Klaus countered carefully. He could think of a thousand things to do, but he wanted to bond with his daughter.

“Well… no, it’s stupid,” she shook her head.

“Hope, nothing you desire to do is stupid, or trivial, today is our day, so we will do whatever it is you would like to do,” Klaus stated firmly. He wantd her to have fun.

“Well… there’s… I want to see the Botanical Garden,” Hope muttered. “Auntie D was telling me how it was the prettiest one she’s ever seen, and I’ve always wanted to go, I know that’s stupid…”

“It is not, let us be off,” Klaus offered her his arm as they walked to the car. He found himself rather enjoying the day as Hope relaxed and became more animated, she was so like Hayley when she was animated, and she had the wild gestures of Kol, or a snarky remark like Rebekah. She pointed out all the flowers she knew, he would educate her on the ones he was versed in; afterall, Klaus had studied the language of flowers when he was young and idealistic and romantic, it had been interesting. The meanings and symbolisms hadn’t changed overly much. Hope was enamoured with what he knew, which had him smiling.

They wandered New Orleans for a bit, he told her some of the darker history of certain areas; where her Uncle wreaked havoc and created a massacre, where her Aunt’s suitors were hung for betraying her, where her brother’s greatest battles were. He even pointed out a few sights mortals had made for their beloved city.

Stopping for ice cream, and walking along the Mississippi, Klaus was struck by how young his daughter was as she shyly told him about Roman. He knew the boy’s betrayal and actions leading to Hayley’s death tore Hope up, but she also still found herself emotionally attached. She griped about how Josie Saltzman was annoying and perfect and how vexing it was, then there was Lizzie Saltzman who Hope swore lived just to be the bane of Hope’s very existence. She told him about her other friends: MG, Kaleb, Jed, she had apparently kicked Jed’s arse to be Alpha but renounced it after her mother’s death. She told him about Saltzman’s training sessions, and everything in between.

“We should paint again,” Hope blurted out as they walked towards the Big House they resided in.

“I would like that,” Klaus mused.

“Are… are you sure?” Hope whispered.

“Of course, I would love to paint with a fellow artist,” he assured.

“I just… I’m sorry about mom, and Uncle Elijah, and I thought… I thought you’d hate me for everything that happened,” she sniffled and he gently pulled her into him as he wrapped his arms around her.

“I could never hate you Hope, and hatred is an emotion I am very intimately familiar with.”

“I killed mom…” she sobbed as she was now clinging to him. Klaus said nothing though because he did not know what could possibly be said at a time like this, so he just held his daughter tightly.

“She loved you, Hope, she loved you so much she sacrificed herself for you, that is not done because of hatred, it is done out of love,” he whispered softly. “And if it had been I in her place, I too would’ve sacrificed myself for you, we are your parents Hope, and we love you. We would do whatever it took to keep you safe, alive and happy,” he promised.

She was crying into his chest.

#bluboothalassophile #the originals #legacies #hope mikaelson #klaus mikaelson

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thatweirdoleigh · 3 years

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Socks (but i finish the fic)

Elijah Mikaelson x reader

Warnings; Eli’s a good husband, and the reader cries oh yeah and reader’s pregnant

a/n ; Here is the full thing!! Cause its cute and for once i actually like the thing that i made.

Imma tag the people i think will enjoy this.

My moms @elijahs-wife @hellotvshowtrash

The Murder aunts; @mikaelson-emma @dumble-daddy

Other Family Members that i don’t really talk to but love and appreciate anyway!; @xxwritemeastoryxx @ronniemikaelson @lady-salvatore @thatfanficstuff @zodiyack @auroracalisto @dizzydancingdreamer @imaginearyparties @alwaysfangirlingish

The giggles of his sisters echoed through the halls and into the entry way as Elijah opened the front door and stepped into his family home. Hope’s laughter and the laughter of his brothers and their wives joining shortly after. Rebekah was telling stories again, of all the mishaps, mistakes and schemes from over the centuries. It made him smile. Today was a good day.

After everything that had happened over the centuries, particularly the past several decades, it seemed like a dream come true to finally feel like a family again. To feel the same humble happiness that they felt when they were all still human. Like touching the stars with their bare hands. So he savored the memories and the joy and the rest that it brought to himself and those he cared so dearly for.

Walking into the parlor he was greeted by the warm welcomes of his family.

“Brother!” Klaus, all but beamed, “Welcome home!” A chorus of welcome home and welcome back echoed behind him.

Elijah grinned, wholeheartedly approving of the laid back posture of his younger brother, his arm slung over the back of the couch behind the witch that Klaus had fallen in love with. It was a stark contrast to the rage and paranoia that plagued him for so many years. “Its good to be home!”

“How was your meeting with the contractor brother?” Finn queried, far more subdued than the others. Even though they had all forgiven him, and profusely apologized for 1000 years of pain, Finn still didn’t feel like he quite belonged with the rest of his family. A fact Elijah had been eager to fix once the realization had set in of exactly how shitty their treatment of him was. Courtesy of Camille, of course. However 900 years in a coffin is not forgotten overnight, so it was still a work in progress. So it further proved to warm Elijah’s heart when his eyes laid upon Finn and found him squished between Freya and Kol’s firecracker of a fiancé, instead of locked in his room.

Elijah smiled at Finn and placed his suit jacket over the back of an unoccupied chair, “It was good. We got all of the final details and planning done and now its we are just waiting for the town to give us a building permit”

“that’s good” Finn replied with a nod.

For context, Y/n was pregnant with Elijah’s child, a miracle given in the form of a spell cast as a wedding gift and created by Kol and Klaus’ wife. Y/n had all but declared that she wanted their children to have as normal lives as physically possible and while the Mikaelsons were hesitant to go along with this plan, it was agreed that perhaps living in a mansion with 4 witches, 6 vampires, and 3 hybrids was not a normal childhood. So it was agreed that they would own a separate family home to raise their children in while still visiting as often as physically possible.

As Elijah looked around and took in the the scene around him he noticed that y/n was not among his siblings and so begged the question as to where was his darling wife?

“If I may ask, where is y/n?”

It was Kol’s fiancé that pipped up. “She came rushing in with a bag, declared that she was going to enjoy her new socks and then she was taking a nap, You know how my twin is Elijah, she gets excited over the simplest things, and then she ran upstairs without another word. Imagine she is asleep by now. Probably has been for a while. ”

Elijah smiled and Keelin looked at her curiously, ”Socks?”

Elijah cleared her confusion “Yes Keelin. Socks. Its seems that my darling wife has developed an affinity for collecting and wearing the most colorful knee-high socks she can find”

“It is rather amusing to watch auntie y/ns excitement.” Hope testified from where she had tucked herself under her father’s other arm. “She rambled on about a pair she had found with neon green strips, all while eating a plate of bacon in the kitchen the other day”

Everyone laughed at the image, and Elijah just shook his head with mirth in his eyes, ”yes well, if you don’t mind I am going to join my wife and unborn child in bed. Goodnight to you all” and a chorus of goodnights followed him down the hall.

As Elijah climbed the stairs he couldn’t help but be reminded of how grateful of all of the things that life has granted him over the years. He had a beautiful wife that loved him and siblings that adored him and soon he would have children of his own.

As Elijah approached the door to his bedroom he couldn’t help but notice something was wrong. Stopping to listen he could hear sniffling and shaky breathes just beyond the door way.

“y/n?” he took the handle and pushed the door open.

There sitting in an armchair in the corner of their room was y/n. She was wearing one of Elijah’s Cambridge sweatshirts and a pair of his boxers. The sweatshirt was cream in color and it matched cream colored socks she held in her hand. While Elijah would normally fawn over how adorable she looked round with his child and dressed in his clothes he was more focused on the tears stains that and puffy red eyes that decorated the face of the love of his life.

Elijah was quick to kneel in front of her and cup her face in his hand “Y/n? Baby what’s wrong? Are you alright?” He placed his other hand on her belly and searched for some kind of injury to suggest that she was hurt.

She looked at him with a watery smile, kissed his hand and said “I found a pair of socks that would match my favorite one of your sweatshirts and I got so excited to wear them.”

She held up the socks and gestured to her feet. “But I cant reach, so I cant put them on. And it made me so sad that I cried.”

Elijah’s face relaxed and he gave a sigh of relief, realizing it was something simple that he could easily fix. So he gently took the socks from her hands and unfolded them so he could put them on her. He rolled them up and then pulled them all the way up her legs to just below her knees and then gave a kiss to her nose. “there “ he whispered. “all better.”

“thank you ‘lijah.” She mumbled and then yawned.

“Oh. I think its bedtime.” He stated playfully.

“Im pregnant not two.” She grumbled with another yawn.

Elijah looked at her with nothing but adoration and said “baby you just cried over a pair of socks.” In response she pouted and Elijah couldn’t help but smile.

“Alrighty. Bedtime!” He said scooping her up bridal-style.

“you can’t be serious!” y/n scoffed.

“Dead serious!”

“Eli!” she whined, “don’t make puns when im annoyed at you! Then I can’t enjoy them!”

Elijah only laughed, and then slowly spun her around in a circle. “wheeeeeee!” he said before gently tossing her on the bed.

y/n looked up at her husband in exasperation as she watched him use vampire speed to strip to his underwear and climb onto the bed like a leopard on the prowl.

“I love you.” he purred pressing a kiss to her swollen belly, eyes playfully looking up at her.

She raised an eyebrow, “Me? Or your children?”.

“Both” he replied, gently coercing her backwards onto the bed as he crawled farther up her body his hands rubbing circles into the sides of her stomach. y/n rolled her eyes and chuckled her amusement as he enveloped her in another kiss.

Sighing happily y/n ran her hands through Elijah’s hair, as he eagerly deepened the kiss. However Elijah had to stop this blissful moment rather short.

He furrowed his brow and pulled back slightly so he could see his wife’s eyes, “Children?” he questioned. “plural?”

Now it was y/n’s turn to grin playfully.

“I went to the doctors today.” She said eyes twinkling with mischief. “And i learned something rather interesting.”

Elijah narrowed his eyes, recognizing that she was toying with him. “did you now?”

“I did” she purred rubbing her hands down his neck and shoulders. “Apparently twins are not always magical miracle coincidences. More often than not they are genetic.” and as her smile grew bigger so did Elijah’s. “And considering that I am half of a set, I’d say the trait has passed on.”

Elijah’s grinn was getting bigger by the second. “you mean to tell me. That not only am I getting one daughter.” he leaned in closer until their noses were touching. “I’m getting two?”

“yes” she whispered seductively and elijah expressed his joy by kissing her again.

“And do you wanna know what else I learned?” y/n said slyly as he trailed his kisses down her throat. He grunted quietly for her to continue and y/n leaned up and murmured in his ear, “Both of your ‘daughters’ are sons”

Elijah groaned and pulled back up to her face, “damn. I was really hoping was really hoping for a mini you.” he admitted swallowing y/ns laughter in another kiss.

Y/n pulled him to lay beside her as they both got under the duvet and settled comfortably for bed. y/n lay on her side facing Elijah and he buried his face in her hair his hands finding their way to her rounded abdomen, joyful and excited to meet his children in the nearby future.

“Eli?” she said softly. “will you sing to me?” she asked looking up at him.

“Of course, My love” and so Elijah sang the same nordic lullaby his mother taught him all those years ago and they both drifted off to sleep.

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