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buckybarnesb-tch · 10 months

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Mafia!Kol Yandere NSFW A-Z

A stands for AFFECTION: how would they show affection?

•Kol’s affection is very physical which sometimes causes you problems since you’re a bartender

•His hands are almost constantly on you in some fashion and while the Mikaelson’s are all gift givers, Kol goes for less of the fancy jewelry and more of the cards and flowers, always wanting the people you work with, especially the men, to see that you’re taken

B stands for BLOODY: how bloody are they willing to get for their object of obsession?

•Any chance that Kol has to get bloody is a good time for him, but for you, that’s different

•While he enjoys his work, when it comes to getting rid of a ‘rival’ or a drunk asshole who thinks his girl is free game, he takes extra pride and extra time in making it hurt

C stands for CRUELTY: would they ever hurt their object of obsession?

•Never seriously, no

•Kol doesn’t enjoy seeing you in pain unless it’s the good kind😉, however he will ensure his point gets across whether that means spanking your ass or on one scary occasion, tightening his hand around your throat to make sure he’s being heard the way he needs to be

D stands for DARLING: would they cross their object of obsession’s limits?

•Never sexually, while Kol enjoys your kinky relationship and how adventurous you are in bed, he would never do anything you say ‘no’ to, even in play. The Mikaelsons all take sexual assault very seriously and they’ve killed men for it hundreds of times by now, he refuses to hurt you like that

•If he’s ensuring your cooperation however, he might just cross a few lines…he’ll do whatever he has to to make you see reason even if that means canceling credit cards, having you evicted or threatening your boss to have you fired from your job

E stands for EXPOSED: how much do they expose their own feelings to their object of obsession?

•Kol is quite open about how he feels for you, he is a flirt if ever there was one and he knew as a bartender you saw men like that every day but he was the most persistent

•He is the only man to make you genuinely believe that he cares for you after the first 2 weeks of him showing up and chatting you up (through your entire shift most days)

F stands for FIGHT: how would they react to their object of obsession fighting back?

•Kol thinks you’re adorable when you get all tough

•He knew you were the girl for him when you first fought back against a drunk ass who refused to leave or to stop touching your ass but before Kol could step in you were swinging a baseball bat around like a crazy person

•He knows he has his hands full with you, but he likes it and he’s ready, it will only make your submission that much more sweet

G stands for GAME: do they think this is just a game?

•While he may view some of your interactions as a game, or playful banter you are Not a game to the youngest Mikaelson brother

•Kol loves to play and tease you all the live long day, but make no mistake…You Are His

H stands for HELL: what would be their object of obsession’s worst experience with them?

•The worst experience happened upon leaving work one night. Kol was walking you to your car and you had been bitching at him for flirting with a coworker (though Kol’s personality is 97% flirt)

•You told him you would just have to find someone more serious about you to date, the next thing you knew you were pinned to the brick wall of the bar beside the parking lot with his hand tightening around your throat

•You learned that if there’s one thing you don’t tease Kol about, it’s being with another man. He doesn’t take it lightly

I stands for IDEAL: what are their plans for their object of obsession?

•Kol wants you to be his

•Just his, whatever that means to you and to him is your personal beliefs and ideals, if you want to get married he’ll get you the biggest diamond there is, if you want to elope that’s fine, if you don’t believe in marriage and you just want to dedicate yourselves to each other and live like that it completely fine with him

•Kol just needs you to know that you’re his

J stands for JEALOUSY: how they react when jealous? Do they get jealous?

•Kol’s jealousy is no joke, a guy making eye contact with you enrages him

•You always know when you’re never going to see a man again by the look on your boyfriends face, you’ve just asked that he leaves your regulars alone, and the old men that drink in your bar who flirt in a ‘sweet old man’ kind of way

•You’re sure he’s killed at least 40 men throughout his 6 months coming to see you at work before he forces you to live with him

K stands for KINDNESS: how they act around their object of obsession?

•Kol is a teasing, funny guy and most people love him upon meeting him

•His entertaining attitude puts people at ease but you know it’s a front and that the belief in it gets many people dead

L stands for LOVE LETTER: how would they approach their object of obsession?

•He visited you at work every shift for 2 weeks before you believed he was serious, he knew it would take time since you get flirty guys at work all the time but he stuck with it

•On the nights he couldn’t be there because of work he would send you a bouquet of flowers and a card with some kind of sweet note in them

•The one time he needed to work for a week straight your house looked like a florist shop with all the different assorted bouquets and several times a night you would get a flower or stuffed animal delivered just to ensure any men there when he couldn’t be would be sure you were already spoken for

M stands for MASK: how different are their public persona from their true selves?

•Kol is, for the most part, the same

•Hes a massive joker and he teases people all the time and he does that in every aspect of his life

•When he’s angry however it’s different, he’s serious and vengeful, straight up terrifying for people who have never seen the real pissed off Kol Mikaelson

N stands for NAUGHTY: how would they punish their object of obsession?

•Kol would prefer to spank you for the most part

•You also learned very quickly that your actions can get other men killed, deserving or not and while a part of you found it hot that he would kill to protect you, he would also kill to punish you so you quickly stopped ‘flirting’ with men at your job to get tips since you realized it pissed him off and he would kill anyone who gave you attention beyond what a bartender should get

•Once you moved in with him and he stopped you from working he would punish you by locking you in his room since he knew it drove you mad, he usually lets you walk freely around the house knowing you can’t get out passed the guards so locking you in his room was the perfect punishment for you

O stands for OPPRESSION: how many rights would they take from their object of obsession?

•Your life as you knew it is gone along with your normal freedoms, but that doesn’t mean you have nothing in your new life

•Kol found (and often rubbed it in his brothers faces) that you were more behaved than his brothers girls quicker which allowed you more freedoms, which is why you ‘behaved yourself’ in the first place

•You we’re allowed to roam the house freely several weeks before Klaus’ fiancée got the same privilege and she had been here 4 months before that happened which had only been 2 weeks for you

P stands for PATIENCE: how patient are they with their object of obsession?

•Kol isn’t known for his patience but thankfully you are a quick learner

•You figured out how fucked up Kol was long before he kidnapped you, but you had fallen for him by then and suddenly his crazy just didn’t matter as much to you, which is why you adapt quicker in your opinion…his crazy actually turned you on…

Q stands for QUIT: if their object of obsession died or escaped, would they ever be able to move on?

•Died: If you died that means someone hurt you and if someone hurt you Kol will not rest until he finds out and punishes the person or people responsible and everyone they’ve ever cared for, it is the only time his siblings actually worry for him when he ‘goes off the deep end’…Kol would never be the same again, he doesn’t love often and to give it so freely to you…he’s dead inside…he died right beside you that day

•Escaped: If you did ever try to escape, which you personally didn’t see the point to knowing your boyfriend/fiancée (or whatever TF you are) as well as you do, he would find you before the days end, both the type and amount of people on the Mikaelson’s payroll is frightening and you would be lucky to make it off the property

R stands for REGRET: would they ever regret harming their object of obsession? Would they ever let them go?

•The idea of letting you go is laughable to the youngest Mikaelson brother, literally, you told him he could let you go once and he giggled in a way one could only describe as…maniacally…

•Harming you however, if Kol ever truly hurt you then it was an accident and he would regret it, punishing you though, no never, you should have behaved yourself like he told you to do

S stands for STIGMA: what made their yandere tendencies bloom?

•The moment he saw you behind that bar and you laughed at a man’s pickup line for the first time, that was when he decided you were to be his

•Kol doesn’t take things like that lightly, you belong to him, always and forever, there’s no way around it

•He was possessive of you instantly, sitting at your bar and flirting with you, threatening men who tried to take your attention with grievous bodily harm if they didn’t scram and Fast! He committed himself to getting your attention which took him 2 weeks of coming back over and over again. The loss of sleep and the work he put on others was completely worth it once he truly had your attention and that gorgeous smile directed at him

T stands for TEARS: how would they react to their object of obsession crying/breaking?

•It depends on the type of crying

•If you’re crying during sex it turns him on, not to actually hurt you, but to see you so overwhelmed with pleasure is his favorite thing

•If you’re crying in pain or upset he will comfort you and hurt whoever dared to make you feel like this, Kol doesn’t want you to be broken, just dependent on him which is exactly what he’s going to get

U stands for UNIQUE: something different they would do compared to others yanderes.

•Kol didn’t lock you up the same way Elijah and Klaus had, he gave you little freedoms until you proved you weren’t worthy of them

•Kol believed you would behave more if you knew what kind of life you could have and how comfortable it could be if you just behave which prompted you to do so

V stands for VICE: what weakness their object of obsession could use against them?

•If you wanted someone dead, especially a man, you made it happen

•The 3 men that had hassled you at work for nearly a year, all you had to do was subtlety tell Kol one night that they made you ‘uncomfortable’ with their advances, and they never showed up again…it turns out there are perks to dating a psychopath

W stands for WIT’S END: would they hurt their object of obsession?

•Never in a lasting way, he would never beat you or scar you, the only physical pain he caused you (besides bruises while playing) was when you were so bad he needed to spank you, which was not often

X stands for XOANON: would they worship their object of obsession?

•Kol loves you more than anyone has ever loved you in your entire life

•He is happy to treat you like his perfect Princess or his naughty Kitten whenever you need/want

•He loves you in the type of way Kol equates people loving their religion, you are absolutely Everything in his world

Y stands for YEARN: how long would they pine after their object of obsession before they snap?

•It takes 2 weeks for him to really grasp your attention

•After that he visits you and takes you on dates for about 3 months before he takes you home and doesn’t let you leave again

Z stands for ZENITH: would they ever break their object of obsession?

•You give into his wants and needs, but breaking wouldn’t really be the right word

•You fall in love with Kol just as deeply and passionately as he does for you, it just takes you a bit more time

•If there’s ever a moment that someone could call the ‘Breaking Point’ maybe it would be the day you decide to try for a baby?

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venusbyline · 1 month

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hey, i promise i didn't ghost you guys. i just had some academic setbacks due one of my college projects, but everything is okay now.

soon i'll post a Kol Mikaelson x Fem!Reader one-shot that i'm almost finishing and i'll also be able to write all your other requests <3

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cdragons · 4 months

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Revenant

Summary: Kol Mikaelson's soul manages to leave and travel while he still remains daggered in his coffin. While he wanders around and bitches about his life, he meets an unexpected friend. Warning(s): VERY HEAVY crack fic, technical crossover of fandoms, weird shit, Kol is a horny-ass gremlin, Druig & Kaety are obsessed with each other, Kol has a thing for witches bc he got mommy issues, Klaus is a bitch

Note: Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it! This fic came from an idea that I shared with @ethereal-athalia, and it is VERY much a crack fic. I don't have any plans in continuing this idea, but I wanted to write it out as a Christmas gift to @ethereal-athalia for how much of a good friend she's been to me. I never would have been able to do any of my fics without her in my corner. I own only my Hecate!OC. I do not own either Druig from Eternals, or Kol from TVD franchise. Also, Druig still very much exists in this fic and world bc I physically CANNOT write Kaety without Druig. Stay safe and hope that your upcoming year brings you all good health and happiness!

Kol hated being dead. Truly dead. Dead in a way that he couldn’t move or speak or live.

At least when he turned as a gift Mother Dearest he could still walk, even if he couldn’t use the arcane anymore. But of course, he would still always find his way back to witches and their magic. He couldn’t help it if he exuded that charm that made him so irresistible.

Gods, just remembering how pathetically sex-deprived his physical form was currently almost made him weep. He couldn’t wait until the moment he got that fucking silver dagger out of his chest. Nik was going to get it when he finally got out.

Sure, he may have crossed a line when he stated that Nik had a pair of buttocks flatter than a sheet of paper. But was he the one that gave his brother such lacking assets? No. That fault lied entirely with their mother and his biological father, thank you very much.

But alas, here his soul was, walking in a forest in the middle of some mosquito-flooded country.

At the very least, his gorgeous body was safe from the onslaught of bug bites and sweltering humidity. Only in the fucking Amazon did winter feel like summer.

Kol audibly groaned once more at the thought of his immaculate figure rotting away thanks to Nik. He couldn’t bear to think about how his illustrious fair skin being that dull grayish hue from being confined by death. At least when Bekah got daggered, Nik had the decency to make sure that her body remained stored in proper conditions and carefully encased in magic to prevent any harm coming to her. He had no guarantee. No, such love and devotion only went to ‘Lijah and Bekah when it came to Nik.

Story of his life: always an outsider, even with his own fucking siblings. Gods, he wanted nothing more than have his powers return to him. At least with magic by his side he’d finally be able to show Nik he wasn’t the only one with threats, he’d show him, he’d –

“Well, well, well,” came a new voice, “aren’t you a strange sight?”

Kol immediately turned his head to locate the mindless idiot that dared to interrupt his thoughts. Did humans devolve so pathetically that they no longer understood that when they see a soul wandering alone, that soul would likely be uninterested in any attempts of conversation? But looking at the individual who spoke to him, he was shocked beyond himself to witness such a devastatingly gorgeous woman before him. She had dark almond-shaped eyes and tall with legs that went on for miles. And her thick and illustrious raven waves practically flowed down the middle of her back like a black waterfall.

Dare he say it, this woman was almost as beautiful than him.

But regardless of how pleasing her outward appearance may be, she still would not be spared from his fury.

Pity, he would have loved to wrap those legs around his waist if he were actually here.

The corners of the woman’s lips went upward, and the cupid’s bow of her mouth was slightly pursed as she smirked, making her lips look plumper and more bitable than how they had right to be in the Original’s opinion. It was only a few seconds before the succubus burst out laughing. Her entire body arched with her back as she simply couldn’t contain herself.

“I’m sorry,” she said once he began to calm down, “but I’m afraid that I happen to be very happily married. In fact, I have been for the past near seven thousand years.” After making a quick glance up and down Kol’s near transparent form, she continued with a cat-like grin. “And I highly doubt someone as woefully young as you could satisfy a woman like me.”

Oh, now he was offended. Not being able to satisfy– did this woman have any idea who she was talking to? The list of names of men and women that swore they only believed in Heaven when Kol fucked them was so long that it would wrap the Earth twice. And she better believe than each time was more than consensual – they were begging him very enthusiastically to say the least. Who was this lady to assume –

Wait, did she say seven thousand years?

As if she could hear his thoughts, all the woman did was smiled before extending her hand.

“I think I’d like it very much if you and I became friends.”

Extending his own, Kol was surprised to see that his hand didn’t just pass through like it normally would for most physical objects. He could actually grasp her hand and feel the warmth passing through it. For the first time in…forever, Kol felt warmth flooding through him. He stared into her eyes, wondering how on Earth someone could live for seven thousand years. Even if she had the gift of mediumship, his presence was too well-hidden for even the most gifted and powerful medium to sense him.

Kol had to know more of her. He’d go mad if he didn’t.

“What are you exactly?” he carefully asked.

He could sense that this person was a being of extreme power. In the top of her finger, she likely contained far more power than Nik could possibly imagine, even in his wildest dreams. It seemed that being an invisible soul floating in the wind had its perks after all. If he was alive, walking and about, he’d never come across this marvel of a woman.

“I’d prefer if you began that question with ‘who’ than ‘what,’ but I suppose that matters little in this situation. My name is Kaetlyn, I prefer Kaet for my friends, but you may know me better as-”

“Hekate,” he whispered in awe, “Goddess of Magic. Titaness Mother of Witches and Monsters.”

“Surprised in a good way I hope?” Kaet asked with one brow raised.

“More or less, but I did imagine you about 30 feet taller with the night sky for skin and two more heads.”

“Well,” she softly chuckled, “I hope I didn’t disappoint you with my appearance. Now I’ll forgive you just this once for interrupting me. But only if you allow me to take you to my home.”

“Oh?” Kol asked, a salacious grin spreading across his face. Now things were getting interesting.

“Save it Kol Mikaelson-” ordered the ancient goddess as she raised her hand to her face as she pointed at him in warning- “I am taking you to the village that I run with my husband. So, I suggest that you keep your hands to yourself because he has a nasty little habit of being showing exactly how off-limits I am to youngsters such as yourself.”

“I never told you my-”

“You were once a witch, and I am the mother of magic. All witches and their magic came from me, including you.”

It really was so unfair how good she looked while talking over him. Oh well, he might as well play along. Finally, something interesting was happening in his life.

“So, who is this husband of yours, darling? And how can you be so sure that your husband could be a threat to me? You know who I am, what I became. What makes you so sure that once I enter your village, I won’t use my ghostly ways to end him.”

When Kol finished, he immediately felt a shift in the air. It was as if the sun had disappeared and the jungle went silent. It seemed that the animals that served as their audience went dead silent as if they were in anticipation for his end. The kind and amiable mirth of the chthonic witch shifted to dangerous and cold.

Kol had lived for over 700 years and after everything he done and witnessed, he had never felt such chill run down his spine.

“Listen well,” she began – her tone laced with the power and authority that came from someone of her position, “I won’t try to humor you with answering that ridiculous question, nor do I intend to let you presume that my kindness can be mistaken for naivety. My husband is one with abilities as ancient and powerful as mine. If you truly knew what he was capable of, you’d be far more terrified of him than you ever were of your father. That being said, if you ever try to threaten my husband or even think about go so far to joke about it again, I promise you that I can produce torture and incite fear that would make the devil weep in pity for you.”

Oh fuck, even as a ghost, Kol should not have been as aroused by her threats as he was in that moment.

But soon the tension dissipated and warmth from the sun returned to pass through him once more.

“Now that we have that matter cleared up, we really should get going. The sun’s about to set and you never know what or who would be lurking at night.”

With that being the final word, The Good Lady of the Night and Shadows turned around and made her way back to where he presumed to be the location of her home village. And what else could he do but follow her by how the slight sway of her hips seemed to beckon him.

Threats and chills mixed a beautiful witch with magic more ancient than time itself, Kol couldn’t remember the last time he felt so alive.

Authors' Note: And when Kol enters the village, he tries to flirt with Kaet in front of Druig like a dumbass, and his soul gets a major ass-whooping.

Tagging: @ethereal-athalia, @valeskafics, @klauslove, @carolineforbae, @misssophiachase

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wickedlyemma · 5 months

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New TVD fic!!!

Baby's first commission is up now

If anyone else would like to commission a fic, please feel free to send me a message :) love you guys!!

Huge thanks to @perseephoneee for commissioning me :-) <3 you're the best. Hope you like the fic!!

#me #my writing #kol mikaelson x oc #TVD

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honeybear-yammy · 2 years

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Ruined

Warnings: cursing, punishment, unprotected sex, daddy kink

Pairings: Kol Mikaelson x Female Vampire Reader

Summary: this is just some dirty shit so lmao.

Prompts

"Say it. Out Loud." and "Don't think I'm letting you get away with that, darling." and "You're gonna regret that sweetheart."

Requested: yes

You and your boyfriend Kol were at the Mystic Grill together and you were just getting ready to leave when Kol said he would be right back and headed to the washroom. You sat at the table the two of you just ate at waiting for him.

As you were waiting for Kol, you saw a guy that you didn't know walking over to you. You huffed quietly since you could tell what he wanted then offered him a small smile when he arrived at your table.

"Can I help you?" You asked politely.

"Yeah, maybe you could." The man said with a smirk. You tried so hard to not roll your eyes and say some snappy comeback. You wanted to try to just get him to leave politely instead of starting a scene and getting Kol furious.

"I have a boyfriend." You said. You saw that the smirk still stayed on the guys face which made you sigh quietly.

"Can't I at least have your phone number, mama?" He asked. You sighed and just gave in. If giving him your number is what it took to get this creep away from you then, you decided that you'd be better off just to do it.

You wrote your phone number down on a napkin and then handed it to him but, little did you know, Kol saw you give the guy your number. The man left after that and you saw Kol walking over to you. You smiled and stood up when you saw him.

"Ready to go love?" You asked.

"Did you seriously just give that fucker your number?!" Kol snapped slightly making you jump a little.

"I- Kol.. I had to, he wouldn't leave me alone." You said. "It's the only thing I thought of doing at the time." You said. Kol just growled under his breath.

"We are going home now." He said. "And don't think I'm letting you get away with that, darling." he said. Your eyes widened and you gulped when he said that. He grabbed your wrist and pulled you out of the Mystic Grill as you fought a little.

"Kol I told you I did what I fucking had to do!" You snapped.

"Shut up." He growled still pulling you to the car. You finally pulled away from his grip and he turned back around with a glare on his face. "Stop being so difficult." He snapped.

"Fuck you." You snapped just from being angry in the heat of the moment. You and Kol were both hot-headed so when you guys got into arguments it usually turned into screaming matches before it became angry sex.

"You're gonna regret that sweetheart." He said with a growl as he threw you over his shoulder and carried you to his car before putting you in the backseat. You huffed and crossed your arms as Kol got into the front seat and drove off.

Once you and Kol got home, he got out of the car before pulling you out of the car. He once again threw you over his shoulder and carried you inside, upstairs to your shared bedroom. Once he got into the bedroom he tossed you onto the bed. You sat up on your elbows and watched him.

"Strip. Now." He ordered. You did as you were told and stripped out of all of your clothing until you were fully bare. He walked over to the bed and then sat down on the end of the bed. He pulled you over to him and threw you over his lap. He grabbed your ass roughly, making you jump. You knew exactly what was coming.

"Count." He said as he began to spank you. You counted each slap until he finally finished and took you off of his lap. You sat on your knees waiting to see what he would do next. You were both nervous and excited.

He got off of the bed and stripped out of his clothing until he was fully bare. He then got back onto the bed and gently pushed you down so you were laying on your back. He spread your legs wide and then positioned himself between your legs.

Then with zero warning he thrusted into you. You gasped loudly and your back arched off of the bed. You both moaned out as he slowly pushed into you, stretching you out. He didn't give you any time to adjust before thrusting into you.

His thrusts quickly got fast and rough. You moaned out loudly and tried to hold onto him but, Kol pinned your hands above your head. Your eyes rolled as he fucked you at an unforgiving pace.

"Who do you belong to?" He asked with a slight growl.

"Fuck! You daddy, I belong to do!" You moaned out.

"Fucking right." He growled. "I own this fucking pussy." He said. "Have I ruined you for anyone else?" He asked as he panted. You just nodded. "Say it. Out loud." He growled.

"Shit! Yes daddy you fucking ruined me!" You yelled. He smirked and with one hand he held your hands above your head and he used his other hand to wrap it around your throat. He gently squeezed which made you moan out more.

You felt that familiar knot bubbling in your stomach and you knew that you were going to cum any second now. You clenched around his hard cock, signaling to him that you were about to cum.

"You gonna cum, baby?" He asked with a smirk.

"Fuck yes! I'm gonna fucking cum! Can I cum daddy?" You moaned out.

"Fuck yes, fucking cum on my fat cock." He said with a growl. With that your eyes rolled back, your legs began to tremble, and a scream tore through your throat as you squirted onto his cock. He thrusted into you a few more times before coming himself, shooting his load deep inside of you, painting your walls white.

You gasped and tried to catch your breath but then Kol flipped you onto your stomach and positioned himself behind you. He smirked when you looked back at him with a shocked expression.

"Oh baby, did you think we were done?" He asked and then chuckled darkly. "I'm just getting started, darling." He said with a smirk.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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novakane123 · 5 months

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Do you have a tag list if so can I be added I’m so excited for more of Nova and the Mikaelsons

Yes absolutely, I'll make sure to add you!!!! Im glad your excited for their story because i am so excited to write their story 😊

#klaus mikaelson #kol mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #finn mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #elijah mikaleson x oc #finn mikaelson x oc #rebekah mikaelson x oc #klaus mikaelson x oc #kol mikaelson x oc

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witchcraftandgeekness · 11 months

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Kol Mikaelson and my kitsune!OC Akiko (pronouncation: AH-kee-koh) from the fanfic that will never be written.

The Fox met a Vixen

And just like that, the trouble has begun.

#kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x oc #why nobody has written smth like that yet?#kol mikaelson x kitsune #tvd #tvdu #the originals #aesthetic

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nova-devlin · 2 years

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Nova's Semester

Nothing to say today, please enjoy!! Grammar mistakes I'm sure

Warning:Swearing

Eventual: Elijah Mikaelson x OC, Niklaus Mikaelson x OC, Kol Mikaelson x OC, Rebekah Mikaelson x OC, Finn Mikaelson x OC

Ending: Mikaelson Family x OC

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Chapter 6

When Elena finally arrives, she's soon transported from the cot in the nurse's office to the backseat of someone's car. The setting sun and all the movement was causing her vision to blur, so when it finally cleared she realized she was alone in the backseat Stefan’s car, with Damon in the front passenger seat. “Hiya sparky how are you feeling?” he said softly, giving her a smile, a genuine smile. Even if he was a massive dick most of the time, he could be a good guy, sometimes. “I’m ok, I guess, no need for stitches, that's good right?” He replies almost instanlly “Yup, better than having you bleed out.” she lets out a huff of laughter.

The silence only lasts a few seconds before Damon opens the passenger side door and slides out of the car. Before she can ask what he's doing he closes the door and rounds the car to the backseat door to her left. He opens it and slides in, “So tell me,” he starts closing the door behind him “What really happened?” Rubbing her eyes she lets out a yawn. “I tripped and fell over someone's backpack and smashed my head against the corner of my teacher's desk.” She said sheepishly, embarrassed now that she realized this was the cover story she was giving. She was also careful not to mention the name of her teacher fearing she would get the same reaction from him as she got from Alaric. Her head starts to feel like it's splitting in two when Damon starts to laugh loudly. In the tiny space it was booming and paired with how sensitive she was right now, it was agony. “Really sparky? Alaric made all this fuss because you tripped and fell?” All she could do was groan and shrug in response. “He chuckled again, quietly this time “Sorry. '' he pats her leg and sighs.

“Here I thought someone hurt you, well with the way Alaric was talking.” she paused to look at him “What?” she said puzzled. “Oh yeah he was freaking out, said something about your teacher or something, thought he might have hurt you.” She stays quiet after that trying to think of why Alaric had such a grudge against Mr.Mikaelson. “ Hey Sparky?” She's snapped from her stupor and focuses back on Damon as he speaks “Yeah Damon?” he looks out the car window for a second, then continues on with his question “Are you lying to me?” he puts his hands up in a form of surrender and continues. “I know you might not want Elena to know what truly happened, so I wont tell her if you don't.” a beat of silence passes before she answers “Damon, why would I lie to you about giving myself an injury?” he sighs “Because maybe you didn't give it to yourself?” She can't tell if he really thinks she's lying or he’s just asking to ask. “Damon, I tripped and fell, what more do you want from me?” she slumps in her seat “The truth, come on sparky cough it up.” “I am telling you the truth, I swear!” her voice raised an octave, frustrated she was getting interrogated again apparently. Damon hums in thought “I for one think you're lying, but I can't force you to talk if you don't want to talk.” She waits for him to say something else but he doesn't. Before she processes what just happened she looks to her right to see Stefan and Elena walking out of the school. Stefan looks pissed Elena looks confused and ‘worried’.

. Stefan rounds the car getting into the driver's seat and Elena in the passenger one. “Hey Nov, how are you feeling?” her sister said. Shifting in her seat she clears her throat and repeats what she told Damon. “Thats good, getting stitches suck.” Stefan says, his voice has a bit of a bite to it, it just confirmed to her that he is indeed angry. He pulls out of the parking lot sharply, sending her flying straight into Damon. He catches her and lightly pushes her back in place “Hey man how bout you slow down a little huh?” Stefan scoffs propping his elbow against the door “How about you shut up Damon.” Rolling his eyes Damon doesn't comment further, deciding to leave it at that. The ride home is quiet and slightly strained with some questions seemingly unanswered. They were probably going to ask when they got home when everything was said and done, so all she could do was mentally prepare for it and enjoy the silence she had now.

Pulling into the driveway she can see the silhouette of her brother sitting on the swing resting on the front porch. At the sight of the car he immediately gets up and starts making his way over to them. He quickly jogs over to her side and yanks her from the car by her arm as she opens the door. “Jeremy be careful!” She can hear her sister fuss but all she's worried about is returning the bone crushing hug he has her in. “I was so worried, when Alaric called I thought something bad happened, I'm so glad you're ok.” She chuckled into his chest taking a deep breath and squeezing him tighter. “Yeah, I’m ok Jer, just a bit banged up.” he pulls away and holds her at arms length to examine the bandage on her head. “What happened?” “She tripped and fell.” she heard Damon say. Jeremy's sudden cackle startles her, “You tripped?” He questioned, he doubled over with his hands on his knees to keep him from falling over. “Alaric made so much fuss over your clumsy ass.” His laughter is contagious and soon she’s laughing hysterically too. Elena and the brothers watch on from the porch waiting for the both of them to stop giggling. “You guys come on, it's cold out, let's head inside.” Their laughter dies at Elena’s request “You're more than capable of walking into the house without us aren't you Elena? Why don't you go inside, we'll come in when we're ready.” Elena crosses her arms and starts to pout “Fine, when your done Nova come talk to me.'' She turns and stomps into the house with the brothers right on her trail.

“Hey, are you sure you're ok?” Jeremy asks her, she gives him a small smile “I’ll be ok, don't worry Jer.” looking down he starts to kick the rocks underneath his feet. “Are you ok?” she asks. Looking away from her he answers “Yeah, I’ll be ok too.” She nods and takes a deep breath; she also starts to kick at some of the rocks beneath her own feet. Slowly she begins to walk to the open front door ``You coming?” she asks. Putting his hands in his pockets Jeremy kicks the rock away from his foot for good and replies “Yeah, lets go.” Walking through the house, she maneuvers into the kitchen and heads straight towards the medicine cabinet, so she could get some painkillers. Her and Jeremy part ways her to the kitchen and him to his room “Night Jer.” “Night kid, hope you feel better in the morning.” she gives him another smile “I hope so too. '' is her reply.

Walking into the kitchen she grabs the bottle of medicine and opens it when she hears Elena pipe up. “Nova, can you sit down please?” she nods her head as she spills the meds into her hand. “Yeah just a sec.” Grabbing a cup and filling it with water she downs the pills in one go. Taking a couple more sips before dumping the rest of the cups contents into the sink along with the cup she rounds the corner of the Island and leans up against the front of it “What’s up?” she questions.Elena rolls her eyes ``Sit down Nova.” She pulls out the chair next to her and slaps the seat a couple times for good measure. Sitting down on the chair, she can't help but feel nervous, the forgotten knot in her stomach making an appearance at the wrong time. “So I've heard different versions of this story but I want to hear from you what happened.”

Nova doesn't think this kinda question deserves its own intervention but she answered hesintantly “Um.. I was getting up out of my seat to leave class and I tripped over some girl's backpack, and I fell onto the corner of the teachers desk.” Elena nodded her head a couple times, licking her lips, she asked another question. “What happened after, do you remember?” “Remember, of course I remember I didn't lose my memory Elena I just hit my head.” Stefan and Damon share a glance before Stefan clears his throat. “So do you or do you not remember what happened.” He leans back in his chair and crosses his arms. Nova scoffs “After I hit my head the teacher had someone go get the nurse and he gave me tissues to hold to my head, when the nurse arrived she put me in a wheelchair and took me to the nurses office, I stayed their for a while then Alaric showed up, flipped his shit because I was injured, told me I needed to switch classes, then you guys showed up and now were here.” Damon frowns “Just what is the name of said teacher Nova?” Nova leans back in her chair and tilts her head to the side “Why do I feel like this is an interrogation?” Damon scoffs “Because it is sparky.” Elena hits him in the arm and Stefan whacks him in the head. “No it’s not Nov.” Elena glares at Damon ``We just want to know what happened from your perspective.” Nova rubs her eyes and yawns again. “Well I just told you my perspective, can I go shower, I have blood in my hair.” Stefan throws his head back, she expects a snap back or retort but he says nothing. “Not quite, there's a couple more questions I want to ask you.” she shifts in her seat uncomfortably “What else is there to know?” All three of them look at each other then at her. “Well how about you answer my question sparky, who exactly is your teacher?” closing her eyes she rested her head on the table in front of her “Does it really matter?” “Yes,” said all three in unison. “I don't remember his first name but his name is Mr. Mikaelson.” A deadly silence fills the room. The three of them share another look “And why did Alaric tell you to switch classes?” She honestly could say for sure so her best guess was. “Uh.. I think he said something along the lines of, he's a bad person, he brings bad luck, then he told me he thought it was in my best interest to switch classes, so i'm going to go down to the office tomorrow to see what I can do.”

A deep frown settled on Nova’s face, and Elena noticed “Do you even want to change classes Nov?” she scoffs “ I mean kinda, I think Alarics blowing this whole thing out of proportion.” Leaning forward to put himself back in the conversation Stefan rests his head on his hands. “So why do it, why change classes.” she ponders for a moment then answers him “Because Alaric said I needed to.” she shrugs. This catches his attention “Really, so you don't want to switch classes yet you're going to switch classes because Alaric said so?” she shrugs again “Well, Arnold’s in this class so I could really use a class without him this year.” Damon snorts and wiggles his eyebrows ``OoOoOoO Arnold. '' he said in a high pitched girly voice. “No not oooo Arnold, he needs to stay far far away from her.” For once she and her sister actually agree on something. “So your just going to change your schedule, just like that, it took Elena three weeks of asking for you to do your electives in the first place.” Nova shrugs once again, she notices she’s been doing that a lot lately when it comes to conversing with the Salvatore brothers. “I don't know Stefan, Alaric just told me it was in my best interest to switch classes, has Alaric really ever been wrong?” They all answer roughly at the same time. “Yes'', “All the time.” “When is he never.” Really shows you the trust the three of them have in him.

“So Alaric just said to do it, and you're doing it?” Nova rolls her eyes “I mean when you put it that way it just sounds bad.” Stefan nods his head in consideration “ Yeah he compelled her.” Elena’s head snapps to look at him “Stefan!” she exclaims. He scoffs “What it's not like you were going to make me do the same thing too.” Nova is extremely confused “Compelled?” Her attention is brought to Damon when he moves her chair to face him. “Sorry for this Sparky.” before she can ask what he's talking about he grabs her arm and starts to speak. “You will forget this conversation happened, you don't know anything about compulsion , and you won't listen to Alaric's order.” Stefan stands up furious “Damon what the hell, we can't just leave her with him, he could-.” “Stefan,” Elena interupted “This could be a good opportunity for us to see what the Mikaelsons are really up to, because where there's one there's usually more of them not far behind.” Now she's really confused. “Guys what's going on, who are the Mikaelsons?” she examines the area around her slowly “How did I get in the kitchen?” Damon rolls his eyes and compels her again. “You won't remember any of this, sit. '' he points to the couch in the living room. Nova has no other choice but to walk over to the and sit down. She tries her best to follow their conversation.

“Elena we cant send her to spy on those maniacs, I thought you wanted to keep her as far away from them as possible .” She can see Stefan start to pace around the kitchen “Stefan trust me, I know how it sounds.” “I don't think you do Elena, haven't we spent the last oh I don't know SIX YEARS protecting her from our kind and our world, and now you just want to throw her in head first?” Elena shifts from one food to the other “Not head first Stefan, she doesn't even have to know what they are or who they are, just compel her to ask him questions about his life, family, plans, anything, then she’ll come home everyday and report back to us.” Stefan stops and whips around to face Elena “Elena she isnt a toy, and she certainly is not a soldier, and what if she’s lying what if Finn did hurt her and she doesn't know.” She throws her arms up “We don't know what happened Stefan, she’s clumsy ok, I believe her when she said she tripped...” She zoned out for a few seconds after that , Damon said in the car he thought Mr. Mikaelson hurt her when Alaric first called them. Is that what they thought she was ‘lying about’, did they really think he hurt her, and did they really think she was lying to them about it.

“Stefan she’ll be fine, sparkys oblivious but shes not stupid, she can handle herself.” he shakes his head “Well I for one dont like this, we might as well give her a death sentence.” Stefan practically slaps his face and drags his hands down it at Elena's reply. “It's not a death sentence, she'll be fine if you compel her!” he cocks his head to the side and holds his hands up “Hold on, did we not learn our lesson on messing with people's minds, Jeremy is a prime example for that, do you want to make her resent you too.” Elena stomps her foot and huffs like a child, “Damon you agree with me, don't you?” he shrugs “Yeah Elena I do, but not without precautions, sparky's one of the people in my life I can tolerate and I don't really want her to be another body in the ground.” She rolls her eyes ``Obviously we’ll make sure she's safe.” she retorted. Stefan pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs “Ok well, we should start now before sparky runs away because by the look on her face she's about to bolt.” Damon says with a chuckle. The three of them all turn to look at her and she takes an opportunity to analyze their faces. Stefans is full of concern and guilt, Damon looks indifferent, but he's hesitant she can tell, and Elena she looks ecstatic, happy, over the moon.

“It's ok you guys, this way we have a set in stone way for me to stay safe from Klaus if he comes back.” Stefan crosses his arms ``By what, throwing your sister into the danger we've worked so long keeping her from, I’m all for keeping you safe but exposing her to everything all at once without her even realizing, I don’t know Elena.” She throws her head back “Stefan she’s gonna find out sooner or later, this way she'll have an experience with the supernatural first hand, while being safe.” “Safe, how?” he bites back. She's' silent for a second before she snaps her fingers ``Alaric, we can ask him to watch over her.`` Stefan drops his head in defeat “He has classes to teach, he can't look after Nova , he has other kids to look after and worry about as well.” pushing herself to sit on the counter Elena answers his concern “He’ll be fine Stefan, he can listen to her heart beat every once in a while if anything.” Stefan’s silent for a moment. “Little brother I dont think your gonna win this one.” Damon says with a smirk. He sighs “Fine.” he says “But we're gonna do this my way.”

Elena and Damon follow Stefan as he enters the living room. “Give me her bracelet.” startled she looks down to her wrist to see it bare ‘when did I lose it’ she thinks. Her head snaps to the right when she feels the couch diviet under someone's weight . “Nova, look at me.” turning to Stefan she furrowed her eyebrows ``Stefan, what are you guys talking about what going on?” he sighs and turns to Damon ``Don't look at me like that, if we're doing this your way, this is all you.” Stefans hand snaps out quickly and grabs the bracelet from Damon's extended hand. He takes her wrist with his other hand and she flinches hard. He stops what he's doing and looks at her, he looks hurt. “Elena, wha-” Stefan then forcefully turns her head towards him “You will go to school tomorrow and everyday after that and gather any kind of information about Finn Mikaelson's life, anything and everything you hear you tell us when you get home.” She nods her head “I’ll tell you when I get home.” she repeats “None of this happened, you didn't hear anything, you came home you ate dinner with us, then you went to bed.” He steps away and waits for the compulsion to kick . Nova covers her mouth as she lets out a loud yawn. '`I'm pretty tired guys, I've had a horrible day.’ standing up all the bones her body snap and pop as she stretches “Good night Nov see you in the morning.” Elena gives her small waves as she passes.

Reaching the top of the stairs she looks up and sees her brother standing a few feet away from her,and he looks pissed. “Hey Jer.'' Jeremy whips around and grabs her arm lightly when she goes to pass him. “Hey, what did you guys talk about?” she blinks and shrugs “Nothing much, I got some medicine and ate dinner with them.” he nods, clicking his tongue “Nothing else?” she raises an eyebrow “Um… yeah that's all. '' he nods again “So what did they want to talk about? '

“What?” letting go of her arm Jeremy starts to scratch his elbow, something he always did when he was agitated. “It's nothing never mind goodnight.” With that, he bolts past her and down the stairs, out of her vision. “Uh, night?” shrugging, she turns around and enters her room, closing the door with a soft click, finally ending her long, horrible day just to start another one in the morning.

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thefictionconnoisseur · 1 year

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Precarious

Author: vanghoegh

Platform: Ao3

Pairing(s): Mikaelson siblings x OC

Status: Ongoing

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence

Summary: Everyone has a great plan for life right? A destination or a purpose, not Eloise Sinclair. 22-year-old Eloise lives day-to-day in sleepy Mystic Falls with no clue of the supernatural until she sees something she wasn't supposed to.

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#TVD #The Originals #Elijah Mikaelson #Finn Mikaelson #Klaus Mikaelson #Niklaus Mikaelson #Rebekah Mikaelson #Kol Mikaelson #tvd.slowburn #tvd.fluff #tvd.smut #tvd.reverse harem #Elijah Mikaelson x OC #Finn Mikaelson x OC #Klaus Mikaelson x OC #Rebekah Mikaelson x OC #Kol Mikaelson x OC #tvd.Ao3 #tvd.explicit

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that-new-writer-chick · 2 years

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Kol x OC

TW panic attack and insecurity

She was laboring over the magic tome Kol had gotten for her to study. She had been at it since late morning, it was now pitch black outside, stars blinking and the crescent moon shining. She was exhausted but determined to understand the ancient text. She wouldn't let Kol's effort go to waste. She felt guilty that he even went to all this effort for her, calling in multiple favors with multiple covens. She had to get this right, all the Mikaelsons had so much faith in her. Why? She was incompetent, an abomination. She wasn't pretty like Caroline. Wasn't special like Elena. Hell she didn't even have her own magic like Bonnie. God what was she doing here. She's a freak. The Mikaelsons deserve better. She didn't realize she was shaking and crying until a warm hand was wiping away her tears "Darling what's wrong" Kol's voice was panicked, his eyes wide and scanning her for damage. She opened her mouth to respond but realized she couldn't breathe and grabbed her chest. Kol understood immediately and brought her hands to his chest "it's okay darling, focus on me, try and match my breathing. In, two, three, four. Out, two, three, four." They repeated this for a number of minutes until Storm was calmer and ables to breathe. He brought her to the plush red lounger facing the garden and sat with her in his lap. He started playing with her hair and massaging her shoulders "tell me what had you in that state angel" she stared out the window and tried to focus on the ripples in the fountain"it was nothing really... I was just being stupid" He let out a growl at that and lighly pinched her side "you're not stupid. Never insult yourself again. Now tell me what was bothering you" a sigh left her plush pink lips "I was thinking about how you went to so much effort to get that time for me and how I'm not worth all that trouble. I'm an abomination, a freak. I'm useless and not worthy of any of you and-" she was abruptly cut off by another growl and in a flash found herself caged beneath him, his strong, lean body flush to hers "You are not an abomination or a freak. You are amazing, kind, smart, loyal, loving, caring, beautiful, resourceful, and have a cunningness that puts Klaus to shame. You are the woman I love. We aren't worthy of you." "You love me?" Kol stared at her in shock and a little fear. He hadn't meant to confess this way. It just came out. His eyes softened "I do. Truly, with all my heart. I've had many lovers in my long life but none of them could ever compare to you" her eyes filled with tears "I love you too" he grinned a cocky grin and leaned down as they shared a passion filled kiss, his lips trailed down her neck then he nipped her earlobe "let's go somewhere a bit more private, darling..." She shivered.

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#kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x oc #oc #fanfic #vampire diaries #the originals #drabble #tw panic attack #tw insecurity

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darhk-witches · 1 year

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A Love Like This

Chapter Two: The Compound

3rd Person POV

Kol started driving towards the Mikaelson Compound

“Where are we going?” Dex asked, looking over at Kol

“That's a surprise.” Kol said looking over at Dex

All he wanted to do at that moment was kiss her, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t; he didn’t want to ruin this friendship because he would rather be daggered than not have Dex by his side. Soon I was pulling up to the compound where his siblings lived.

“Fair warning, one of my brothers is mad at me.” Kol said

Kol got out of the car and walked over to Dex’s side and opened her door for her

“I can open my own door.” Dex said, laughing

“Not allowed.”

Kol smiled at Dex before he grabbed their hand and they walked inside where Rebaca and Klause were fighting.

“You can’t just dagger our brother!” Rebekah yelled.

“I’ll pull it out before Monday.” Klause said, waving his hand in dismissal.

“Kol.” Dex said, looking up at him.

“Oh look, Kol brought a human home.” Klause said.

“She’s my best friend, so please, have some respect for her.” Kol said.

Klause vamp-speeded over to Kol, pushing him into a wall with a dagger in his hand. Dex reacted to the attack almost immediately, rushed over them, and used her powers to push Klause against the opposite wall. She used her powers, pressing an invisible force into Klause, pinning him to the wall.

“Don’t touch him. Unless you, an original hybrid, wants to be beaten by another Darlington Witch” She threatened before running back over to Kol.

“Kol! Are you okay?” Dex asked, worried about her friend.

Kol blinked in surprise, trying to process what had happened.

“Yeah, I’m fine. But you have powers.”

“I thought I told you…” Dex said.

“No you didn’t, I’m also guessing the last name Darlington isn’t Coincidence.

“Yeah, I guess it isn’t…”

Rebekah spoke up “So you brought a Darlington Witch into the Compound!? Kol what were you thinking!?”

“Well I obviously didn’t know! Besides, why does it matter? They’re my friend and I trust them!”

Rebekah gave a somewhat confused look.

“They?”

“Dex uses she/they pronouns”

“Oh, ok.” Rebekah nodded “Regardless, why did you bring them here?” She turned to Dexyn. “And what do you mean ‘another Darlington Witch’?”

“My grandma got into a fight with Klause when she was younger and she told me stories about it and about the Mikaelsons. At first, I thought it may have just been a coincidence. That was, until I saw Klause. My ancestors’ fights aren’t mine so if you’re worried that I have a problem with your family, you’re wrong. But I’m not just going to let my best friend get daggered on my watch.”

Rebekah chuckled and smiled as she turned to Kol “I like this one. Can we keep her?”

Kol laughed “I sure hope so. Hopefully we haven’t scared her off… have we?” Kol said, turning to Dex.

Dex laughed “Oh hun, it’s funny that you think you can get rid of me that easily”

They all laughed and Elijah entered the room.

"Oh, hello Dexyn" Elijah said when he saw her.

"Elijah! Hey, how are you? It's been a long time since we saw each other last."

"Indeed it has. I am doing fine. I believe the last time we saw each other was when your parents renewed their vows, correct?"

"Oh yeah. I guess that was the last time. It feels like so long ago"

They casually conversated as the other Mikaelsons stood there, extremely confused.

Kol was the first to speak up.

"Wait a minute. You know each other?!"

Dex laughed and Elijah chuckled lightly.

"I've known Dexyn's parents since before she was born. I was at their wedding and l've been good friends with them since they were Dexyn's age. Dexyn has know that I'm a vampire from the time they could understand the word 'vampire'"

Klause seemed very upset by this, Rebekah was relatively calm with the situation, and Kol was very confused.

Klause yelled, stepping forward, "And you didn't think to tell us this!!"

Elijah turned to address his brother.

"Well, for one, you never asked. And for two, there's a reason why I didn't mention it before. Do you think I want to deal with all of this drama?"

“Let me get this right, my best friend knows my older brother?” Kol asked, confused.

“I would hope I know my Godfather.” Dex laughed.

“GODFATHER!?” Klause shouted.

"Let's all stop shouting before we wake the little one.” Rebekah said.

“Yes, I like that idea. I brought her here so they wouldn’t be stuck in the dorm tonight alone.” Kol said, grabbing Dex’s hand and starting to walk towards the stairs.

Once they got into Kol's room, he shut the door and sighed, still trying to process what had happened.

"Ok, so let's make sure I've got this correct… you know Elijah. He's your Godfather. You're a witch, a Darlington Witch. And you are very powerful…?"

Dex nodded as he spoke, sitting down on Kol’s bed.

"Yep, pretty much." They said once Kol finished.

Kol took a deep breath and sat down on the bed next to Dex.

"That’s…. A lot" Kol sighed and pulled Dexyn into a hug. She hugged back and let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding in as she relaxed into Kol's arms.

Kol pulled back and saw tears forming in his friend's eyes as she looked downward, avoiding eye contact. He furrowed his eyebrows in concern as he reached his hand to cup her cheek, turning her face to look him in the eyes.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He said softly stroking their cheek with his thumb.

Dex took a very shaky breath before responding.

"I don't know…" she said, her voice small. She blinked, causing the tears she'd been holding back to come rushing out, streaming down her face.

Kol's expression softened as he pulled her into another hug, her head resting on his chest, as they cried into his shirt.

Kol stroked their hair softly as he rubbed her back saying, "It's okay, you don't have to hold it in, alright? If you need to cry, just cry."

That's what did it for Dex. She immediately started sobbing, holding Kol's shirt tightly, collapsing into his embrace.

They stayed like this until Kol felt Dex's breath start to even out and her relaxing further into him as she fell asleep.

#angst #hurt/comfort #kol mikaelson x oc #the originals #elijah mikaelson #klause mikaelson #rebekah mikaelson #collage au #nate buzz #witchythings #vampire

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bobarlfeefifofarl · 1 year

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SOTB | TO [K.M.] Incorrect Quote #1

Alice: Kol, can I talk to you for a second?

Kol: Yeah, what's up? Lemme guess. You want me to teach you how to kiss?

Alice: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I've read books.

#the originals #kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson fanfiction #kol mikaelson x oc #Snow On The Beach | The Originals [K.M.]

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kasagia · 1 year

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Could you make something like where klaus' girlfriend/wife is really attractive and all of his enemies want her(like lucien or tristan)?

Everybody wants to steal my girl

Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x reader Summary: Klaus (and you) have been struggling with hybrid's jealousy for 1,000 years. It doesn't help that you're stunningly beautiful and that all his enemies want to steal you from him. But Klaus will not let his wife ever leave his side—or worse, lose her feelings for him. Even if he is "slightly" insecure about himself. Warning(s): jealous Klaus, jealous reader, a bit smut (I think) but not 18+, Klaus being an insecure puppy Word count: 7k I guess

She's been my queen since we were sixteen, we want the same things We dream the same dreams, alright, alright?

Klaus stormed into the abattoir in a rage. He promised himself that he would rip Lucien's heart out of his chest as soon as the circumstances were right, making sure he had suffered enough for his heinous act beforehand.

Klaus was the only one who could flirt with his wife.

He'd have to make sure that this pathetic creature got the message the next time they met. Lucien had condemned his life to death anyway, but Klaus might have had the pity to spare him from his creative torture.

Y/N didn't like it when he got blood on the floor. And when their daughter Hope came into the world, she tried to keep the violence around her to a minimum. Which didn't mean Klaus shouldn't fight every potential suitor of his baby's mother. Hope would agree with him if she was old enough.

When he calmed down, he decided to look into the room of their miracle child. He smiled, leaning against the doorframe as he saw Y/N putting their daughter to sleep. She sang an Old Norse lullaby they both knew from their human days.

Klaus flashed back to the days when he was just a teenager, head over heels in love with the daughter of their village chief. Then he wouldn't even have had a chance to hold her hand in public. His family was lower in the village hierarchy, which meant he could only dream of marrying a(n) Y/N. Which didn't stop them from falling in love. And turning her into a vampire with the Mikaelson siblings—the only thing he owed to his mother.

They both wanted and dreamed of the same thing: being together. They've had their ups and downs over the past thousand years, but they've always stayed together. She was the only person in their family that Klaus had never stabbed. Besides, he couldn't. She was a hybrid, just like him. After breaking his curse, it turned out that their lost dreams of having a family together weren't all that lost. Hope appeared. And they both hoped she wouldn't be their only child. But first, they had to deal with their enemies.

Klaus knew he would do anything to protect his girls. And in moments like this—when Y/N smiled softly at him, holding their sleeping daughter in her arms—he knew that his efforts were damn well worth the hard work and sleepless nights.

His wife might just not be so irresistibly, wonderfully beautiful at every fucking moment of the day. It would have saved him a lot of nerves and fits of jealousy every time someone flirted with his goddess.

"Tough day?" Y/n asked, placing her hand on his cheek. Klaus didn't even notice when she approached him.

"It's better since I've seen you, love." he murmured, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her to his chest to bury his nose in her delightfully fragrant hair.

Klaus adored every inch of her.

I know, I know, I know for sure Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

On days like this, Klaus was more murderous than usual.

Y/N knew full well that after agreeing to Tristan's polite request for a dance, Klaus was going to explode tonight. Not that she wanted to dance with the brother of a bitch who wanted to take her husband. Tristan's compliments to her, or even the subtle hints of his attraction to her, weren't pleasant to her either.

That was the plan: she was to distract Tristan while Klaus and Freya searched their house. The only thing Elijah didn't take into account was Klaus' enormous tendency to get jealous every time he touched her or received a compliment from another man.

Y/N could have sworn she saw Kol in the crowd eating a pack of popcorn, waiting for things to happen.

So she wasn't surprised when Klaus appeared at one point, snatching her from Tristan's arms with a warning growl. Or that he later marked her neck carefully and every inch of her body that had been contaminated by another man's hands.

Y/N was HIS and no one could ever change that. Not when he was around.

Elijah then burst into your room, being very annoyed at his brother's behavior. But honestly? He should have known better than to hope Klaus wouldn't give in to his jealousy. Tristan was lucky he didn't rip his hands off on the spot. On that day, the second of their first-turned vampires handed down a death sentence. Klaus wouldn't let anyone steal his wife.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

The cup of bitterness overflowed in Klaus when Lucien approached you on your annual "wedding anniversary" date. Yes, Klaus dared to show enough of his sentimental and tender side to declare this day a national holiday. No murders and no bodies on this day - that's what he promised you thousands of years ago.

But when he brought your order to the table and saw Lucien shamelessly flirting with you in front of him, inviting you for a drink at his suite, he seriously considered breaking that oath.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do that. He would rather avoid your wrath.

So instead, he walked over to your table with a sly, confident smirk, put the food on the table, and, grabbing your chin, pulled you close to kiss you passionately in front of the vampire.

He was marking his territory.

You smiled as Niklaus ignored Lucien's awkward grunt, only kissing you fiercely. He only let you go when he was sure your lips were swollen enough from his kiss. He smirked at your slightly disheveled state.

"Were you very bored without me, love?" he asked, playing with your hair.

"I kept her company, Klaus." the hybrid winced at Lucien's voice. He mustered up all the rest of his patience and turned his head, acknowledging the vampire's presence.

"Oh really? I didn't notice you, Lucien. You can go now." he brushed him off, turning back to you. Disgust in his gaze gave way to pure adoration. You were always amazed at how quickly you could change his mood with just your presence.

"Nik, sweetheart, it's very inappropriate to talk like that to our oldest friends, isn't it? Lucien, darling, we'll continue our conversation someday. You have to forgive me, but I promised my grumpy husband that I would focus all my attention on him today." you excused the two of you with a cute smile. Lucien just nodded, blushing.

You grabbed Klaus' arm and pulled him out of the bar before he lunged at the vampire.

"Niklaus, my heart and soul, you know I'm only yours, right?" you asked, kissing his cheek to stifle the surge of his jealousy.

"Yes. Which doesn't mean that this creature knows it too. And I'm not grumpy." he grunted, the furrow of irritation on his forehead deepening as he remembered Lucien's sweet words to you. He wanted to vomit as soon as you answered him in an equally nice and polite tone. "Every enemy of mine has a crush on you anyway; even my father doesn't feel disgusted and murderous toward you."

"Yes? You should have seen Aurora's face when she passed us a few minutes ago. She must have sent Lucien here to spoil our evening."

"Wait a minute, love... is that why you've drawn me to this very nice, unexpected, passionate, mind-blowing kiss in the middle of the street?" he asked with an incredulous smirk, watching with satisfaction as a treacherous blush crept onto your cheeks.

"What am I supposed to say? You're as territorial in this relationship as I am. Besides, we don't want to give our enemies the false impression that we see anything but each other, do we?"

"It's good to know you get jealous of me from time to time too, love."

"Time to time? Please, have you seen yourself in the mirror? I'm still at war with all these horny women who want to steal you from me. Such cheekbones, wonderful eyes, and an English accent are the dreams of many."

"Maybe, but I'm probably the one who chases away the most suitors out of the two of us. You have no idea how many people have had a crush on you over the centuries."

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

There was going to be a celebration of the summer solstice in their village. Young Klaus was just waiting for you to sneak out with him after the ceremonial rites for your own celebration.

You've been courting each other for over three years now, and today Klaus was finally going to pluck up the courage (with the help of Elijah and Rebekah and Kol's teasing) to propose to you. The ring was safely in his pocket, and the sword was well hidden where the two of you were supposed to spend a romantic evening.

Everything was planned and ready. Nothing could go wrong today. He anticipated and ready for every circumstance, and his mother (the only one of your parents who knew about this secret relationship) promised him to keep his father away from your tryst's place.

But it never occurred to him that another man would try to steal you away from him.

Thor Ragnarsson, the strongest and most powerful young warrior from their village, has been dancing with you since the beginning of the night. And it didn't seem like he was going to let you go that easily, and after the rumors he heard from Kol, Klaus found out that the man wanted to court you.

Klaus had a panic attack. How could he—weak, one of the many sons of a lesser warrior—compete with such a man for your hand? Thor could give you much more than he can. He was stronger, richer, more famous, and handsomer... No. He couldn't think like that. Not when you were destined for each other by fate, stars, spirits, gods, or whatever was watching over you. He had to do something, and fast, before that son of a bitch charms you and you forget the boy who wrote you poems and painted your portraits on the bark of trees.

Klaus may not have been the strongest, but he had something that many of their villagers lacked. He had the cunning, brains, and skill of the best assassin. He will snatch you from this brute's clutches. But first he'll have to figure out how to do it (and take control of the deepening feelings of jealousy that clouded his good judgment.)

Thor only had two weaknesses. Beautiful women and strong drinks. He doubted that he would get drunk so easily; they don't know each other, so even if he offered him something stronger to drink (with an admixture of sleeping herbs), he would probably refuse and sense Klaus' ruse. So he had to resort to Plan B.

"Rebekah!" he shouted, trying to find his sister in the dancing crowd. He found her pretty quickly. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from talking to some man (whom he and Elijah needed to check out in the future) and dragged the protesting blonde to a place where they could watch you and Thor. "I need your help. Do you see this skunk who is talking to my Y/N? Please distract him so I and Y/N can run away from there. You know I wanted to propose to her tonight, and that lesser man is ruining my whole plan!"

"Couldn't you have asked Tatia? She would have helped you because of Elijah."

"They got out of here before Kol could scare off another woman. Please, Rebekah. Won't you do it for your favorite brother?"

"She better say yes." she sighed in defeat, threading herself into the dancing crowd. After a moment, she hit Y/N's partner and winked at Klaus. He didn't waste a second. He ran over to you and, making sure everyone was too busy to notice you, threw you over his shoulder and took you from there.

"Nik! You can put me down now." she laughed at him as they entered the forest. Klaus reluctantly set her down, immediately drawing her into a passionate kiss, which she eagerly returned. "What took you so long?"

"I had to make sure the inconvenience wouldn't bother us when we sneaked out."

"That inconvenience has a name. Besides, Thor's just my friend. We both know very well that my heart belongs to only one man in this village."

"And who is it, love?"

"Well, he's quite tall; he has blonde hair and beautiful, mesmerizing blue eyes; and he's artistically talented. I've never seen more beautiful things than the ones he's made, and he's soooo jealous of me, but that's only because he loves me and he's pretty insecure about himself. Thinking about it like that, I guess I should make sure he knows how much I desire and love him so he doesn't come up with some weird ideas. What do you think?"

"I think this man was born under a lucky star to be worthy of a miracle like you."

"I forgot to add that he charms me with his words like no one else." you murmured, placing a tender kiss on his lips, which accelerated the rhythm of your already madly beating hearts. He pushed you into a tree, wrapping his arms around your waist and holding you close, not wanting the world to let this moment between you ever end. You pulled away from him, placing your hand gently on his cheek. You smiled, looking at him with love in your eyes as he turned his head to kiss your hand. "I dare not agree with you. I'm the lucky one to have you, Niklaus. And believe me, nothing on this earth can change the way I love you. Nothing is even close enough to steal me from your safe, loving arms."

"So what do you say when..." he knelt down in front of you, trembling with nerves as he took a hand-made ring from his pocket. "Will I offer you my heart, soul, and body forever? You have my eternal devotion, loyalty, and love regardless of your answer, but know that it will be a real honor and a gift from the gods to call you my wife and to have a family with you. I want nothing more in this world than for you to be mine, Y/N. And I may not be the best choice; I am not very rich or strong, but I promise you that I will try to be the best husband for you."

"Oh, Niklaus, you stupid, insecure man... of course I will marry you!" you screamed with tears in your eyes, throwing yourself at him and knocking the two of you to the ground. You both laughed happily as you kissed each other's faces. Klaus gently slid the ring onto your finger.

One satisfying thought lingered in his mind as you both lounged in the field, embracing each other and watching the stars, talking about your future together.

She belongs to me.

Kisses like cream, her walk is so mean And every jaw drops when she's in those jeans, alright, alright? I don't exist if I don't have her The sun doesn't shine, the world doesn't turn, alright, alright?

"Any party you forgot to invite me to?" Klaus flinched at your pretentious, cold tone of voice. He turned away from the table to explain why Lucien, Aurora, and Tristan were sitting at the table with him and his brothers but fell silent, trying to keep his jaw from dropping.

"You look breathtaking as always, darling. Tristan and I missed having a beautiful woman at this table." Klaus stared murderously at Lucien as he kissed your hand, ignoring Aurora's offended snort. He knew you did it on purpose.

This morning, when he asked you to take Hope to visit Aunt Hayley for the day, you were wearing a completely different outfit. Now you were wearing those annoyingly tight jeans that showed off your curves perfectly, and you knew he loved them. Paired with a plunging neckline blouse, diamond jewelry, and little makeup, you looked like a goddess. Aurora could hide in the septic tank with her elegant, short dress.

You smirked at Aurora, sitting down between Lucien and Tristan, across from your husband. And that, too, was a deliberate ploy. You were out of reach of his hands to tease him with your beauty even more, regaling those idiots by your side with your heavenly presence. Klaus will make sure you pay for your little feat tonight.

He shot you a warning look as he noticed Lucien inching slightly closer to you, but you ignored him completely, smiling at some comment from the younger vampire.

Oh, yes, you will definitely be punished.

"Something wrong, sweetheart?" you asked him, knowing full well where his thoughts wandered.

"No. You're messing up the world order by fawning over this scoundrel instead of sitting next to me."

"Perfectly fine, love. Just admiring your beauty tonight."

"Only mine?" you asked, casually swirling her glass of wine and glancing meaningfully at Aurora, who tensed slightly under your gaze. You smiled meanly, ignoring Elijah's staring at you with irritation.

After failing to get anything meaningful out of Lucien (Klaus wouldn't let you get close enough to use his tricks), Elijah figured Aurora's weakness for Klaus could be exploited. But this time he didn't anticipate that you'd pick up on your husband's jealous behavior.

And you were much worse than the mighty hybrid.

"You know you're the only one I belong to, love." Klaus finally answered, shocking the younger vampires. They had never witnessed the world's deadliest vampire softly professing his love and devotion to you. You smiled sweetly at him, offering him your hand, which he kissed without hesitation. You shot a malicious, defiant look at Aurora.

They thought he had you wrapped around his finger, but it turns out to be quite the opposite...

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

"Cheer up, she's just talking to him and not even of her own free will, Nik." you heard Kol calming down your husband when you tried to get information from Lucien.

For some reason, a vampire who has been impersonating your husband over the years has fallen for your extraordinary beauty and become infatuated with you.

Elijah decided to try again and use this to your advantage, much to Klaus' displeasure and fury. This time, Elijah put his other younger brother on guard. Honestly, it was fun to watch Kol occasionally hold Klaus by his henley to keep him from running towards you.

But of the two evils, Kol preferred to fight Klaus' jealousy over yours. You have proven more than once that you are a more dangerous opponent than his already bloodthirsty brother.

"Are you alright, darling?" Lucien pulled you out of your thoughts as he looked at you with concern.

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired. Hope's been getting on my nerves lately. She's so little, and she already has her dad's temper."

"A beautiful and caring woman like you deserves one night off." he said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear and placing a flower there in the process. You had to admit that it was a very sweet gesture. You blushed involuntarily, smiling shyly at the vampire. "Will you do me the honor?" he asked, extending his hand towards you. You really didn't want to flirt with him, but Elijah didn't give you much of a way out. You hoped Klaus knew that. But from the burning look you could feel in the back of your head as Lucien led you to the dance floor, you knew you were bound to have a fit of jealousy at home.

You just hoped no one would die until you were alone in the same room with your husband to ease his jealousy.

You glanced out of the corner of your eye at Kol and Klaus' hideout. You almost burst out laughing as you saw the two brothers jostling with each other as Kol was trying hard to hold Klaus by his henley.

"Bloody hell, calm down before I put a dog muzzle around your neck!" Kol hissed at him, deftly dodging Klaus' fangs as he tried to inject him with his werewolf venom.

Fortunately, Freya came and took control of them, thanks to which the rest of the night went without incident (except that Klaus barged in at the end of the party and, together with Kol, pretending to be drunk, laughed at their ball. The divas, as always, had to show up.)

You thought everything would be fine, but on the way back, Nik didn't say a word to you, only holding your hand in an iron grip as he put up with Kol's story about what a "jealous and rabid dog" he had been throughout the whole ball.

The son of a bitch only made him angrier and escaping to Davina at the first possible opportunity after you were parked under abattoir.

The rest of the siblings got out of the car quickly, leaving you and Klaus alone. You had to defuse the ticking time bomb that was your husband before it was too late, and also on your own.

"Nik..." you began in a sweet tone, but the man didn't even look up from your joined hands as he played with your wedding ring on your finger. "Nik, listen…"

"Do you regret your decision?"he blurted out, not letting you finish your sentence.

"What?" you asked, shocked about his unexpected, serious question.

You turned to him so you could get a better look at him. He was staring at your hands nervously. You could feel his grip tightening with every second of the tense silence between you two.

"Do you regret marrying me?" he asked in a trembling, rueful voice.

"Oh, Niklaus... my best friend, my king, my soulmate. How could I ever regret marrying my first, true, epic love?" you took his cheeks in your hands, making him look you in the eyes. "I love you. All of you. In your good and bad days, and nothing can change that. None knows me as well as you do. Nobody is even close to making me feel the way you have been making me feel for these last thousand years. You are my peace, my home, my security, my heart, and my everything. There could be a billion people asking for my hand, and I'll choose you again, and again, and again. You, our sweet Hope, and your siblings are the only ones I care about in this bloody world. I'm yours, Niklaus, and I'm not going anywhere in the following eternity."

"Good." he murmured, barely holding back tears, and pulled you into a needy kiss.

You grabbed his shoulders and straddled him, knowing full well that, after moments of uncertainty like this, he needed your tender, firm touch.

And with the uncles and aunts watching over your daughter, you were more than willing to take care of your insecure husband.

The next day you woke up alone in your bed, but in a room filled with various beautiful flowers… none of them were like the one Lucien had given you and Klaus had burned.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na

You lay in bed together, sleeping off the long weeks of fighting the de Martels and Lucien. You finally killed them, returning to that blissful, peaceful state. AND! Hope has gained a new Uncle Finn and Grandpa Ansel. And it looked like Aunt Davina would join your happy, crazy, Mikaelosn's bunch, thanks to Kol. Klaus allowed them to look after the baby under the watchful eye of Rebekah and Freya.

It'll probably be years before he trusts them enough to leave them alone with Hope, but that's just how your husband was.

Always a protector, a warrior, repelling any evil that could reach his loved ones.

"Stop thinking. Go back to sleep." he murmured, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

Lately, he has had a strange urge to stay very close to you. Maybe it's because spring is coming? You didn't want to ask him about his wolf side yet. He was fairly new to it and... shy. You were glad that now Ansel would be able to help him understand his other half.

"I thought we established a long time ago that I disobey your orders." you started to comb his hair, smiling as you heard him purr softly. He deserved to rest after bravely defending your family. You didn't know how much time you had left until another bomb exploded in your face.

"You could at least pretend to be a little obedient to your husband." he huffed, his eyes still closed.

"Me? Obedient? I thought you knew what you were taking, Mikaelson. Now, it's too late for any returns." you snorted, amused. Klaus graciously opened one eye, staring at you adoringly.

"I did. You're mine forever." he replied seriously, making your cheeks flush furiously and your heart speed up.

"Good." you whispered, placing a tender, short kiss on his lips.

"Good." he replied, cupping your cheeks and kissing you "properly" stealing your breath away. You enjoyed a moment to yourselves, touching each other tenderly, grounding in the familiar feeling of another's lips.

You two needed it after weeks of jealousy and uncertainty on both sides. Reminders that nothing and no one can take each other away. You belonged to him as much as he belonged to you. Soul and body.

You still were kissing as Klaus slid his hand down your neck, breasts, and belly and started to lift your shirt, making you shiver every time your bare skin made brief contact with his fingertips.

Suddenly, Hope's cry came from downstairs, effectively breaking the moment between the two of you. Klaus groaned, resting his forehead against yours.

"Your daughter is calling us."

"And since when is she just my daughter?"

"Since she's been demanding our attention purely because of her current mood. You spoiled her, Nik, and she's not even 4."

"I know another woman I've spoiled, and she's not complaining about it at all. Maybe that's not a bad thing."

"Just bring her here. I need her too." you backed out, knowing full well you couldn't win this fight. Thousands of dresses, jewelry, and your portraits painted by Klaus spoke clearly against you. Hope may have been spoiled by her dad, but over the past thousand years (and probably many more to come), your husband has made sure you get everything you want. Even a fucking star in the sky.

"As you wish, love." he murmured, kissing your forehead before going to fetch your daughter.

She knows, she knows that I never let her down before She know, she knows that I'm never gonna let take another take her love from me

Klaus couldn't let his guard down. You just had to attract everyone with your beauty. Even the Salvatore brothers. He wasn't worried about Damon. He was too smitten with Elena to even think about making a move to get your affection. But Stefan… the golden, Salvatore hero—who had some dark points in common with him but was definitely a better choice than him. Bloody hell, he would want him too, if he had to choose between himself and him. So he has to work really hard to prove to you that he may be better than Stefan.

It didn't help that the younger vampire was stealing you in front of him and dancing with you most of the time at his mother's ball.

Not also the fact that you were willing to let him lead you after Klaus argued with you about Esther's intentions. You sensed something wrong with her aura, but Klaus believed (or wanted to believe) that his mother meant well. That, like him, she wanted to reunite the family.

You guys argued pretty hard about it. And now you were dancing in the arms of his enemy, honoring him with your beauty, smile and attention.

The worst part of it all was that you didn't send him a single malicious smirk. You didn't tease him like you usually did after your fights. You didn't even notice him as he watched you doggedly, tipping another glass of champagne. His name probably never crossed your mind this evening.

He played with the wedding ring on his finger, watching carefully as Salavtore flirted with you in front of him. He promised himself that this time he wouldn't give in to his jealousy. He won't play by the rules of your game, and he won't play the jealous husband. You will come to him yourself and apologize to him.

At least that was the plan until he saw you take your wedding ring off.

This was too fucking much for him.

He set his glass down on the table and with a quick, slightly unsteady step, walked over to the two of you and twisted Stefan's arm, the exact one he had dared to touch your bare shoulder.

Salvatore groaned, drawing the attention of those around you. But you stood firm as you watched your husband break at least two of his bones. He released Stefan in disgust and grabbed your hand, dragging you through the crowd of onlookers to his studio - the only place where no one would dare disturb you.

"What the hell was that?!" he shouted, slamming the door behind the two of you in anger.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, sweetheart."

"For your own good, don't make me more mad than I already am, love."

"And you, for your own good, remember that I AM NOT the meek wife you can order around! I'm the hybrid, like you, an original. You have no power over me, wolfie, no one has."

"Are you sure, love?" he growled throatily, taking a big step towards her. You backed up until you hit the wall behind you. Klaus walked over to you, your chests rubbing against each other with every breath you took.

He suddenly kissed you aggressively, taking out all his anger and insecurity on you as he bit into your enticing mouth and began sucking the slowly oozing blood. He groaned at the sweet, addictive taste on his tongue.

With one hand, he untangles your complicated hairstyle and wraps your hair around his hand, tilting your head back. While he was busy fucking your neck with kisses, you took advantage of his distraction, digging your nails into his arms, taking revenge for biting your lip. He hissed, annoyed at your bratty attitude, and pressed his lips to yours again. Once he had distracted you, he gave away two of your dresses and slapped you hard on the ass. You moaned into the kiss, rubbing against him, making him even crazier with desire. He had to control himself before you went too far for him to carry out his plan.

"Such a willing… so needy whore for me." you moaned as he brushed against your core, still teasing you, his fangs on your neck as he bit your skin gently. "What a pity I only fuck with my wife." he growled, pushing away from you and heading towards the exit.

"Niklaus!" you gasped in anger as his body heat left you.

"Put your wedding ring back on, and maybe I will help you with your... little problem." he threw over his shoulder, ignoring your shouts of protest and threats.

He didn't even get his hand on the doorknob when you pinned him to the door, kissing him passionately. He grinned, throwing you onto the piano in the corner as he caught a glimpse of the familiar black gold on your finger out of the corner of his eye. Where the fuck should always be. He leaned over you, grabbing your chin hard to make you look into his eyes. Need and lust shone in your irises, making him harder than ever.

"You're mine. I am the only bloody man who'll ever hear your sweet moaning in pleasure like a whore. Nobody can take you away from me. Don't ever dare to think you can have any lover but me."

"Then stop talking and prove it."

"With a fucking pleasure, love." he growled, kissing you hungrily as he tore your dress in half.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

Hayley and Jackson's son stayed over at Hope's, and Klaus was more terrified than when he had fought his father. His little girl was playing with some kid. What if he started flirting with her? He had read somewhere that kids that age often find "boyfriends and girlfriends" and call every other person they are friends with that. He wasn't ready to hear from his little daughter that she had a boyfriend.

So ever since Hayley brought him in, he'd been giving the boy a stern look, much to his wife's annoyance. Klaus' reluctance gradually began to turn into indifference when, after hours of time Hope spent with her friend, he did not notice anything suspicious. They'd lasted all day, and there was no indication that the kid would have to be wiped off the face of the earth (or at least taken back to his parents immediately).

But then came breakfast. And Klaus noticed that this kid was staring at you in adoration. And he didn't like it at all.

He was not at all prepared for the insult, the insult directed at him, which the child said after you helped him cut his food.

"You are beautiful and kind as an angel. When I grow up, I will be your husband." Klaus spat out his cup of tea, choking as you tried not to burst out laughing at the 6-year-old's comment and Nik' reaction.

"Honey... but I already have a husband. He'll be very sad if I find another." Hayley called her son, who said goodbye to you and ran to hug Hope before mom took him away. You looked at your stunned husband with amusement. "Well… at least you don't have to worry about him flirting with Hope."

"This kid won't be stepping over the threshold of this house again." he growled, leaving the room to make sure the little one was out for good.

"Niklaus! It is just a child!" you shouted after him, laughing at his jealousy as you ran to make sure he didn't intimidate the poor boy.

Everybody want to steal my girl Everybody want to take her heart away Couple billion in the whole wide world Find another one cause she belongs to me

It's been quite a few years since Klaus' last fit of jealousy. After the (victory) fight against Inadu, you were finally able to enjoy a moment of normality.

You had lunch at some diner in Mystic Falls; you visited Hope at her school, and somehow it happened that a group of her colleagues accosted her. She introduced you, you chatted with them for a while, and everything was supposed to be a normal dinner with your daughter and her friends, until one of them... crossed the line.

"Now we know from whom Hope inherited such loveliness. You are very beautiful, Mrs. Mikaelson."

You quickly grabbed Klaus' hand across the table, politely thanking the boy. Hope, seeing what was going on, escorted her friends away and left you alone for a moment.

"Niklaus, he's just a teenager."

"Uhm." he muttered absently, staring with daggers at the departing boy.

"He could be our son, for God's sake!"

"Most people on this planet could be our children, but that doesn't stop them from flirting with my wife." you rolled your eyes, smiling with amusement as he growled at the boy staring at you when Hope was explaining something to him. The poor guy looked away in panic and ran away as fast as he could.

You were going to scold your husband for scaring your daughter's friends, but you decided to leave it to Hope. The smart girl knew how to talk to her father better than you. Maybe she'd finally knock those stupid fits of jealousy out of his head, with which you've been struggling for 1,000 years.

"Your pregnant wife, I would like to point out. And we're not going anywhere. Certainly not with a teenager." you said, grabbing his chin and pulling him to you so you could kiss him. Klaus grunted, pleased with the feeling of your lips on his, and automatically placed his hand on your yet-unseen belly, smirking as he felt the pulse of the youngest member of the Mikaelson family growing inside you.

"I'm back!" Hope screamed, stepping behind you with a nervous smile. You raised an eyebrow, while looking at your daughter. Oh, no. You knew that look in her eyes. Klaus had the same gaze as he was about to do... something in Mikaelson's style. "Taking the opportunity... I mean, now that you're reassuring dad. Mom, Dad, I have a boyfriend. His name is Landon, and he's coming to the family dinner on Friday for all of you to meet him. So, bye! I'm going back to school. I love you both!" she said, kissing you both on the cheeks and leaving you both stunned. You burst out laughing at Klaus' shocked, defeated expression.

"Nik? Are you okay?" you asked, still laughing. Your husband's patience really was tested today.

"I told you we should stay in bed today. I knew something bad was about to happen." he growled, giving you a menacing look as you still couldn't stop laughing. You kissed the corner of his lips, a huge smirk still on your face. Klaus rolled his eyes but couldn't hold back his smirk any longer while he was looking at you. The power you hold over him... one your smile was easily changing his mood. Even in situations like this.

"Don't be such dramatic. It's probably better that Hope is dating teens than me, right?"

"Stop it, love." he growled, putting the money on the table. He grabbed your hand and led you out of the bar.

"Stop what?" you asked, pretending to be innocent as you strolled towards your car.

"Teasing me."

"But it's my favorite part of the day… and we all know you enjoy every ounce of my undivided attention." you replied, stopping both of you in front of the car and putting your hands on his shoulders. You stared at him with a mischievous smirk, playing with his hair. He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he leaned against your car.

"You know you're ruining my carefully crafted reputation as the greatest evil in the world?"

"I'm not too concerned about this… how about you?"

His only response was a light chuckle before he kissed you with all his love for you. You smiled, cupping his cheeks and pulling him as close to you as possible. You both loved those moments of peace between the two of you. No witches, vampires, or werewolves wanting your death. Just the two of you in each other's arms, too busy with each other to care about anything else.

"Let's go home, love. Before that bunch of Salvatores come down here with white oak stakes." he hummed tenderly, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

He could stare at your beautiful face for hours. Even if it meant dealing with the people who wanted to steal his goddess first. It was worth every effort to hold you in his arms again.

"I don't think we're on the top criminals list anymore. Stefan was recently joking that you had retired. And before you get a seizure in the middle of town, let me say that I didn't talk to him. Hope is friends with Delena's daughter. She might have overheard something."

"The gods must have punished me in some way for my many antics, so they sent me a wife to teach my daughter how to get on my nerves without even trying."

"Oh sweetheart. I love you too." you laughed as you both got into the car to go home.

Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Oh yeah Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na Alright Na na na na na na na, na na na na na na na She belongs to me

You were sitting in a rocking chair, holding your newborn son in your arms. The baby finally fell asleep peacefully, and you were afraid to make any move after hours of putting him to sleep. It looks like you'll have to sleep in this chair tonight.

"Rescue you, love?" Klaus' soft whisper tore your gaze from Henric Nikolas Mikaelson.

"I'd love to, but I'm afraid he'll wake up the moment he leaves my arms." Klaus slowly walked over to you, kneeling in front of you and gazing tenderly at the baby you held. "I guess you're going to have to come to terms with the fact that you're going to have to share me with someone else." the man rolled his eyes at the comment about his jealousy. He shifted his gaze to you and gently grabbed your hand, being careful not to let any sudden movement wake his son.

"I'll live with it as long as our kids are the only ones taking you from me."

"You are a very gracious, all-powerful hybrid." he chuckled, making a tired but genuine smile appear on your face. "Save yourself while you still can. I don't think I'm going back to bed tonight." you murmured, looking at the little usurper in your arms.

"Nonsense, you are going with me.." he lifted you from your chair with your soft, startled squeal and held you in his arms, careful not to wake your son. He carried you to the bed, making sure you were comfortable. He lay on his side, propping his head up with his hand, and stared at the two of you, spellbound. "You can sleep. I'll keep an eye on you two."

"Remember that your siblings and dad are coming tomorrow. Kol and Davina pick up Hope. And please, for God's sake, don't argue with Kol again about him being Henric's godfather, because we both know you don't want anyone else to take his place."

"Well, we always have Marcel and, God forbid, Finn. Besides, what kind of big brother would I be if I didn't torment him every chance I got?" you rolled your eyes, pressing your son to your chest, and used your free hand to grab your husband's hand.

"I just hope you didn't teach our daughter that."

"I'd be surprised if she didn't pick up on our habits herself." he murmured, kissing your hand and watching you fall into a peaceful sleep while holding your son and his hand. Your rings shone in the moonlight on your joined hands.

Yes... you were definitely belongs only to him.

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klausysworld · 1 year

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“In certain situations, like when he knows you’re trying to make him jealous or when one of you is particularly needy, he will just fuck you in the nearest secluded area with a hand over your mouth to muffle your pleasured screams.

Sis I just love the recent NSFW POST of yours! This concept had me 😧😧😧🥵🥵 Can you write something like this whenever suitable?

All his

Klaus had made me go to this ball thing, something about a truce with the factions and Elijah saying we all had to behave.

Rebekah had me dressed in a tight blood red dress that hand a high slit in the leg going right up my thigh. It pushed my tits together perfectly leaving no need for a bra, this however caused my nipples to show a little through the fabric. Sometimes that clashed with Elijah’s rules of our ‘best behaviour’

So there i was making my way through the crowds of people to Rebekah and Hayley

“Klaus seen your outfit yet y/n?” Hayley asked trailing her eyes down my body as she handed me a glass of champagne, Rebekah smirked as i did a little spin to show how it squeezed my hips

“you don’t think he’ll like it?” i asked with a fake pout on my face

“oh he’ll like it…just not when there’s a hundred other people also eyeing you up” she said gesturing to the hungry eyes watching my movements

“he can’t yell at me till later, may as-well have fun” i grinned and took their hands as we made our way to dance

The ball ended up being a little more…club like by the time Klaus had actually decided to join the room. His brows furrowed as he approached a clearly unamused Elijah

“why are there strippers dry humping each other in our house?” he asked confused

“it would seem our sister, Hayley and Y/n decided to…’spice things up’ as they put it.” Elijah air-quoted with a tight lip smile

“Y/n’s in there?” he laughed not really thinking you would be so bold

“mhm right in the middle. Just over…there….” he pointed to Klaus’s lover, he turned back to see if Niklaus could spot you but found he was already marching his way though everyone

“Y/N!” i could faintly hear my name being yelled over the music and i looked around, my eyes met Klaus’s dark angry ones and i gulped, Rebekah pushed me and called a “good luck” as i made my way to him. Just as i got to him someone grabbed my hand and spun me making me gasp, hands were on my hips and i was pulled right against someone. This someone was not Klaus. I tried to pull myself away but he wouldn’t let go, he put a harsh kiss to my neck and before i could react i was ripped out of his arms and was being hauled out the room.

I was shoved into the bathroom and a hand gripped my jaw

“how. dare. he.” Klaus spat as he glared at the mark left on my neck. His eyes bled into gold, veins covered all under his eyes as a possessive growl sounded in his throat

“i- i didn’t think that would happen i swear” i spoke in a pleading tone hoping he wouldn’t think i had the intention of being touched by anyone else, marked by someone else

“i know, it’s just unfortunate you have to suffer because of someone else’s actions” i went to ask what he meant but his fangs in my throat wouldn’t allow any words to form. He wasn’t gentle like he normally was. His hand on my jaw was tight and he gulped my blood down hungrily, i could feel my skin tear open slightly when he pulled his mouth away. His tongue lapped at the blood that dripped now me

“You. are mine. Why do people not know that for fucks sake” his tone was dangerous and low, i felt my underwear stick to me as i dampened them. Quickly he picked me up and sat me on the sink, he yanked my panties off and spread my legs as wide as the dress would let them. Immediately two of his fingers were sliding up and down my folds making me jump and grab onto his arm

“you’re fucking soaked” he told me and shoved his fingers in my mouth. I sucked them after a second and swirled my tongue over them. He pulled them out and grabbed my face again. I looked at his predatory eyes before he pulled me to him and forced his tongue into my mouth, he kissed me in a rushed aggressive manner leaving me no time to try catch up as he dominated my mouth.

“put your legs around me” he ordered still swallowing my tongue. i complied and wrapped my legs around his waist, our bodies flush against each other. I wound my fingers into his hair trying to keep up and his teeth clashed against mine, he bit into my bottom lip and sucked at the blood that began pooling, i gave a surprised moan in response.

I felt his hands leave my face and the sound of a belt hitting the floor, i tried to pull away to see when he was doing but a hand was brought to the back of my head pushing me into him. A second later i felt his swollen cock at my entrance, he pulled me off the sink and thrust up into me, i gasped and then moaned and he went straight into a bruising pace. I was slammed against the bathroom wall as he moved at an inhuman speed. He pulled away from the kiss and started to suck as many marks into my neck as he could. His hands gripped my hips as he pushed the skirt of my dress up.

My mouth hung wide open as my walls clenched continuously around him, strangled sounds escaped me while i pulled at his hair, he grunted and then tore the skirt of the dress off of my body completely and threw in on the floor

“Tell me Y/n, what did you expect to happen when you had your tits on full display?” his thrusts became deeper and even more forceful hitting somewhere overwhelming inside me, a scream sounded through the room as tears ran down my cheeks

“im sorry! im sorry klaus im sorry” i sobbed with my face in his neck hiccuping back my cries of fulfilment, my limbs went limp against him, i tightened around him more than i ever had before

“fuck there’s a good girl huh? All fucking mine.” i nodded helplessly, the waves of bliss crashing through me repeatedly while he continued to fuck me. He groaned and grunted into my ear, the sound of our skin meeting and our content noises drowned out the sounds of the party still happening in the next room.

“i need- klaus…can i-“ i moaned before i could ask but he knew what i wanted as a thumb was on my awaiting clit rubbing harsh and fast circles. I lifted my head and pressed my mouth back to his as i let the feeling inside of me snap. We both moaned lowly into each other, i milked his cock for the next few moments while he carried on moving inside of my walls slowing down gradually to ride out both our highs.

“Alright y/n, alright. Come here, i’ve got you” he lifted me off of his cock and carefully lowered me onto my heeled feet making me wobble slightly.

“take them off for me love” i glanced at him and saw him fully kick his trousers off away from his ankles and i realised we weren’t finished. I slipped out of the heels and looked up at him, he groaned as he studied me, i had grip marks on my thighs, hips and neck, the only thing i was wearing was the top part of what was once a dress and even then it barely did anything, my nipples were hard showing through and they were only just covered anyway especially from being fucked against the wall, my breasts had almost bounced out. My mascara was down my face, my hair messy and my upper body littered in hickeys.

“bend over the sink” his voice was monotone and although it somewhat scared me i could still feel my clit pulse and slowly made my way back to the sink, i got a grip on the sides of it and bent myself over

“legs apart and arch your back for me”

“okay..” i whispered nodding and followed his directions

i felt his warm hands on my shoulders as he massaged them for a moment, he pushed his finger into the top of the dress at the back and pulled ripping it down the middle, i inhaled nervously as it fell to the floor and he traced my spine

“Relax love, you know i wouldn’t harm you” i nodded and flexed my fingers before getting a better grip as i let my eyes fall closed. He took his length into his hand and pumped himself a few times before carefully pushing into me from behind.

I moaned out and pushed my ass back against him taking him all the way. One arm wrapped around my waist and held my hip while the other applied a pressure on my back to keep it arched. He began with slow but jarring movements, seeing just how deep he could hit in this new position. I clenched around him a few times making sure i was comfortable as guttural sounds vibrated through me.

Quickly he lost all sense of sense of control and began thrusting with his combination of vampire and werewolf strength. I let out heavy moans as he repeatedly smashed into just the right spot. His grip on me got tighter as he bent over with me so his chest touched my back and grunted into my shoulder

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and his hand was held over my mouth. He squeezed my face in his hand and fucked me even harder, my moans coming out as muffled cries as i rocked my body back and forward to meet his movements

“someone in there?” Klaus dragged his teeth to my earlobe as someone spoke from the door

“should we let them hear how much you love me fucking you from behind?” he whispered gruffly as his other hand found my clit and i screamed into his palm.

“scream my name” he demanded as he removed his hand and buried his teeth back into my neck, he released deep inside me as i fluttered and throbbed my cum going all down my legs that nearly gave out beneath me when i cried out his name over and over.

Gasps were heard from the next room but all i could focus on was the full feeling of him still inside me as i whimpered. He thrust a couple more times before pulling out, his fingers stayed on my clit as they continued to rub fairly quickly. My legs buckled but he kept my body up as he played between my thighs still draining my neck. I began to feel dizzy, my next orgasm taking over far too quickly as electric shocks went straight to my core. My clit was on fire while i kept moaning his name. His teeth left my throat and he latched his mouth to mine in a desperate kiss. He swallowed around my tongue and explored my mouth, again. My sounds didn’t falter despite him trying to drown them, I felt the tension inside me break again and i sobbed at the overstimulation. I ached and closed my legs as soon as his fingers left me alone.

He lowered me onto the floor and i led into a foetus position. I could hear him putting his clothes back on before returning and petting my hair

“i don’t want anyone to see me naked” i whispered and he nodded kissing my head

“nobody but me will ever see you like this, i promise you i would never let that happen” He came down onto his knees and sat me up. My arms were put into his jacket sleeves and he did up the front buttons. Gently i was lifted into the bridal style carry, the jacket nearly went down to mid thigh and he tucked my head into his neck

“you did so good for me sweetheart you know that?” i whined and tugged the blazer further down my legs, he put his hand just below my ass so nobody would be able to see up and exited the bathroom, he made his way to our room with a fast pace. I could hear Hayley drunkenly cheer and Rebekah laughing sluggishly

He locked the bedroom door behind us and slid us both under the covers

“you’re all mine y/n, i love you too much to let anyone else have you”

“all yours promise”

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Test subject 'ANk'

Nova was born some time in the year 1985 not knowing an exact date because her father doesn't remember due too, well you know insanity.

Hope you enjoy!!!!!( to anyone who does not know anything about the greek gods if a mortal looks at their true form it causes them to go mad which is what happened to mackinze.) Sorry for not posting sooner lol if there are any grammar mistakes just let me know!!

Summary: One year before Nova's escape.

Tw: Abuse, mentions of torture and violence

Log start, "Hello again my name is Mackinze Maximus Kane and this is log 234, the day is September 15, of 2002, today was a complete failure the only thing I was abke to accomplish today was some more blood samples from test subject 'ANk' . The subject has been restless all day, it has not stopped yelling and crying, despite the multiple attempts to administrator some sleep medication it did not work, I should know by now that it will never work. I have been trying all sorts of different sleeping medications for many many years but to no avail. It seems that the healing properties in the subjects blood prevents its body from being put under completely.. if my hypothesis is correct then it mean that it's power or mind subconsciously protects itself from becoming....."too vulnerable."

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Pacing around his office nearly buring a hole into the carpet was the mad man Mackinze M. Kane. He seemes breathless and jumpy as he relayed the days events into his voice log. Mackinze was quite a special person. being a renound neurosurgeon and field medic, his astounding work was known all through out the countries big wig hospitals and small medical hospitals, if you found yourself in your nearest walk in clinic mention the name and watch as the doctors and nurses light up in joy and remembrance of the great surgeon. Veterans who knew the name Mackinze Maximus Kane would stand up and salute his bravery and his never yielding spirit commenting on his intense focus and shear tenacity.

He was well built man, very handsome too, all the ladies fawed over him, and if given the chance any lady in there right mind would have made him their husband on the spot. His dirty brown hair was always slicked back with what seemed liked ten pounds of hair gel. Despite that fact it made him look good, orderly and mature. His forest green eyes were always bright and optimistic, always shing with possibilities of new discoveries and adventures. He was an extremely nice man one loved by everyone around him.

But...that was a long time ago before he met her, the love of his life, 'Amara' and after he met her he just....disappeared, people searched and searched, but he was nowhere to be found.

If you have the gull to ask some say he went missing in action after returningto the field. Some say he ran away with his bride to a knew country to start a new life. Others think his new bride killed him and got away with it, but there are only 2 people in the entire world whi know the truth that would be Mackinze himself, and his test subject daughter Nova Kane.

Unbeknownst to the world 'Amara' has been gone for a very long time, a little bit after Mackinze disappeared from the public eye she showed up with a baby claiming it was his and then disappeares forever. It left him in a daze, to see her standing there emitting so much light while holding a bundle of joy in her arms, but its been 17 years since Mackinze saw his wife's beautiful shining form, and because of it all that remains of Mackinze Maximus Kane is a hollow shell of a man.

His once clean cut hair over the years grew long and shaggy, greasy and matted from his refusal to keep proper care of himself. His body soon lost all its muscles causing him to be soft and squishy, not entirely weak, but hes definitely weaker than what he used to be. After years of drinking to forget himself and this life, he had obtained a beer gut one the didnt hide very well under his clothing. His forest green eyes once filled with amazing wit and optimism were now dull, almost lifeless and foggy. The green color of his eyes had been diluted, stripped of its excitement and wonder and replaced with anger and bitterness, an anger that has turned him blind to his own hate and abuse and turned him away from his own humanity.

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"The subject was very unwilling to do any test today, it keep screaming and crying at me to leave it alone." A deep sigh rumbles the man's chest, pinching the bridge of his nose to collect his thoughts he continues. "Despite not getting anything donen like i mentionedearlier, I think I have discovered a new power that test subject 'ANk' possess so today was not a total loss I guess, but this power...disturbes me." The gangly man makes his way over to his desk where his old black desktop computer resides, sitting down in his old torn up black office chair he opens his computer to pull up todays camera footage in the medical room. Pressing play he sets the voice recorder down and focuses on the screen.

The video starts and it's nothing special at first glance, it looked just like a typical medical room, abit a fake one you would probably have see in a movie because some of the machines that resided within the room were not things you would find in typical hospital room. The operating table that lied dead in the middle of the room was adorned with mental steal cuffs on its edges large and strong enough to hold someone insanely powerfull. The big sensory deprivation tank that sat in the upper right corner of the room was a big and hollowed dome of pure titanium, a small door on the front which led into the big beast was wide open almost laying and waiting for its next victim.

In the upper left corner of the room is another camera and a glass cupboard full of glass beakers, small, big, clear or not he had them all. The cupboard also contained different medications of any and all kinds, things like, paralytics, antibiotics, analgesics, and anticoagulants. If you could name it was probably in that cabinet. A little off to the right of the cupboard was a big metal rolling try filled to the brim with, scalpels, syringes, gloves, and different rags some bloody some not.

After a moments pause, muffled screams come filtering through his office speakers. The screams and cries become louder and louder as himself and the test subject (Nova) come into view and it's not a pretty sight. He was all but dragging it by it's hair as it kicked and screamed at him to let it go, the subjects legs and arms are flaling in an attempt to stop him. As recent punishment he had started to starve the test subject more than normal, it's body was frail and shriveled nearly skin and bones, the hair on its head had turned into a dull copper orange instead of its normal fire red. The punishment was starvation because he caught it trying to escape... again, the subject has been getting bolder and bolder in its attempt to escape as of late and it become somewhat troublesome for Mackinze.

The video continues to play as he begins to speak once more. "I had relized that starving test subject 'ANk' would do no good in the long run having her health drop so low has made me worried that she could become easily killable in my tests, so I decided some solitary confinement would be a better option. I tossed two full loafs of bread into the tank, in hopes it would A. Be able to stay in there long enough to recover just a tad and B. To teach it a lesson that it has no purpose, no meaning, the only purpose it serves is my purpose, it needs to learn its place."

The screaming and crying continues over his voice becoming prominent again as he stops speaking. The screen switches angles to the camera in the upper left corner of the room. Once Mackinze finally reaches the door to the tank, the subject is screaming at the top of its lungs "LET GO OF ME YOU SON OF A BITCH, I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, GET OFF OF ME, LET ME GO, LET ME GO, LET ME GO!!!!!" It kept saying these words over and over and over again until he picked it up and all but threw the subject into the tank. Its screams of anger turned into screams of pleas. "PLEASE, DAD STOP, PLEASE ITS ME DAD, ITS NOVA PLEASE, PLEASE STOP!!"

He doesn't spare her a second glance as he slams the door shut locking it and setting the code. There are loud and continuous bangs coming from the metal coffin but the screaming is gone cancled out by the the ferocious banging. The camera angle switches again to the camera above the main exit door, it captures Mackinze dusting himself off as he turns around and walks out of the room with a strange look upon his face.

Pausing the video he picks the recorder back up. "The test subject still seems to think there is a familiar bond between the two of us, it astounds me because that 'thing' is not my daughter despite the amount of times I've tried to instill that into its brain it still believes me to be its father.

'Taking a deep breath Mackinze scratches his scraggly beard in frustration'

We even have different blood for christ sake, the subjects blood is golden, almost glittery if you will, the blood, once abstracted, stays warm for 2 weeks after it leaves the subjects body. It has been found upon indigestion the blood can heal a mere human on the brink of death, you think a regualr humans blood could do that much less help make that?"

Mackinze moves the video along to get to where he wants too which is four hours after the subject was put into the deprivation tank. "After a small break I came back to check up on test subject, it had stopped banging on the wall of the tank thankfully and it was quiet, peaceful actually it had been some time since it been that quite in one of my labs." Chuckling to himself he plays the video again.

The video resumes from the camera above the door which has a clear view of the entire room. "I have known since it was born that test subject 'ANk' is an extremely powerfull being and if it was at its full potential I would have been dead years ago, but even after everything it's been through, after every test I've ever done, I didnt realize the subjects true will power...or it's raw strength."

The camera shows Mackinze milling about the room cleaning up the bloody rags and dirty tools.Five seconds go by on the footage before there is lound 'BANG'! rebounding around the room, the camera glitched and shook as did everything in the lab. Mackinze would have jump through the roof if he had the ablity. The camera switched to the camera in the upper left corner, it catches Mackinze spinning around and the complete look of horror on his face, another comes again 'BANG'! The camera glitches again and things started to fall to the ground, tubes, beakers, scapels, anything loose in the lab fell to the ground in ear shattering clangs. Mackinze runs to a closet next to the entrance and he appears to be rummaging around before he brings out shotgun pointing it directly at the tank. Another 'BANG'! rings through the lab more things fall and break but the unmistakable sound of groaning metal echos around the room, and now there is a gigantic dent in the lock of the tank looking exactly like the imprint of a fist. Mackinze loads his gun as quickly as he can with shaking hands and moves towards the door.

"I really didn't want to shoot my best test subject, I had come so far ive been cultivating this subject for seventeen years, it would be my end to try and start this project again, but it also hasn't been responding to me the way it used to, I think its finally decided to rebal against me, it may have thrown tantrums and tried to hurt me in the past but they were all half hearted attempts, but this, this was different." Commenting once again over the video Mackinze couldn't help but feel the goosebumps run down his spine as he relives the moment through the screen.

The angle switches for the last time to the camera above the door and there is one final 'BANG'! before the test subjects hand flew through the lock on the door. The metal around it mealting and splintering creating a gigantic hole in the doors locking system. The hand was not that of a shriveled starved being, no its was gigantic and muscular, glowing and radiating with heat that seemed very familar to Mackinze. The hand slowly retreated and in one final shove the door swung open so hard it was ripped off its hinges. The door falls to the floor in slow motion, as Mackinze advanced forward raising his gun "TEST SUBJECT 'ANk' YOU COME OUT OF THAT TANK THIS INSTANT OR I WILL GUN YOU DOWN HERE AND NOW!!!!"

A few seconds go by with nothing from the subject and Mackinze readies his gun to actually shoot but before he can speak again the slow dragging of feet could be heard within the dark tank. It only took moments for the subject to appear in the doorway, it didn't look healthy by any means but it looked better than when it had entered the chamber four hours ago. It's cheeks where full again round, cheeky, and glowing, its arms and legs putting on some mass to the point where you could no longer see her bones, its hair was no longer a copper orange but back to its fire red. Her entire body was glowing with a golden aura, emitting a blazing heat on his face and hands. Confusion was rolling all over Mackinzes face, but before he can utter another word the light surrounding the subject dimmed as did the heat, and the subjects eyes roll back into their head and they collapse to the ground.

"At this point I thought it was another ploy to escape given the fact it looked stronger, so I rang a warning shot into the tank." The video mirrors Mackinze's words with the sound of the gun going off. "However when it didn't move I figured it had exhausted all its power with those punches."

Mackinze sets the gun down slowly and approached the subject with caustion he flips the subject onto its back and deems it unconscious. Looking around the room he seems to grab a couple items from the floor.

"The subject fell too hard for my liking, I originally was planning to check for a concussion and maybe a blood sample in hopes to find and answer to her miraculous transformation, but what I saw instead was....death."

The video footage zooms in as much as it can to the subjects face, Mackinze reveals one of the items to be a small flashlight and he slowly lifts the subjects eyelid to shine the light upon it. Before he can even turn the flashlight on a faint glowing light illuminates his palms and the base of the flashlight.

"This part was a very intriguing yet a nerve-racking experience because instead of finding her normal iris her eye was...gold pure gold, it was emitting light and warmth onto my palm, like it's body had earlier. I checked the other eye and it was the same. I quickly took blood samples and stored them away as quick as I could. When I went to check the subjects eyes again after about 15 minutes its eyes where back to normal the regular green that should have been." Pausing the video Mackinze stands again opening the draw to his dest "I have no idea what happened in that tank, the blood samples I received today came back only slightly different but that was because it was reporting her growing health and not what caused the transformation in the first place, the one thing I do know is that....girl is dangerous extremely dangerous, if she was ever let into society, she would burn down the world as well know it."

Clicking the stop botton on his recorder Mackinze tosses it in to the drawer too tired to put it away properly in its case. Mackinze stares at the screen infront of him, eyes roaming the still picture of the video he can't help but feel the same way he did in that moment, scared, scared of what he created, scared of the things it could do, the abilitys he seemed to help cultivate within it are stirring and its only a matter of time before it breaks loose.

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wholoveseggs · 24 days

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Could you do blood sharing smut with one of the Mikaelsons? or even a headcanons or one shots on how they would each react to you asking them about it?

~✦~ Biting the Mikaelsons ~✦~

Klaus, Kol, Marcel and Elijah ♡♡♡ and hating on finn at the end

18+ ---- {Masterlist} {Tag-List}

Just some headcanons on what I think bloodsharing would be like with the Mikaelson men.

♡♡ Thanks for the request anon, love doing headcanons like this ♡♡

1.8k words - Warnings: descriptions of sex, bloodsharing & dirty phrases.

Klaus

~Hybrids first!~

❥ Blood sharing is an incredibly intimate act so if you asked Klaus it would feel like a declaration of love to him.

❥ He's overjoyed that you trust him that much to take care of you and give you pleasure in your vulnerable state and will give you anything you need. He always bites you first so that when he pulls away you're already squirming and all worked up for him.

❥ A bit sadistic by nature, but with you he's as slow and deliberate as possible to savor the act and every moment of you in his arms, tasting your blood and giving you yours in return is just pure euphoria.

❥ He would bite you on your neck or maybe your shoulders just to make you shudder, hold you so close to his body that there wasn't a space in between you and while you drink he'll have you close your eyes so the sensations feel heightened.

❥ He likes you pressed tightly against him, close enough for him to taste and feel everything he's feeling through your bond, running his fangs slowly so that your bite lasts for a long time and when you drink his blood he's watching your face, savoring the feeling.

❥ He would have you sitting in his lap with no clothes, all pretty and flushed, he would get you all worked up before letting you have a taste. He wants you to associate the taste of his blood with sex and pleasure so that you'll crave it whenever you're together.

❥ But naturally, it's Klaus, he will get a little rough with you after, the passion and intensity increased because of the blood. He bites your neck hard while thrusting, making sure that you're connected in everyway possible. He still takes care of you but he also wants to savor this more than he already has.

❥ Definitely bites more than once. He will find excuses to do it, all over your body until you're an exhausted and droopy mess, letting out sweet little moans of satisfaction.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Oh darling,' pulling your hair away so he can see the bites on your skin, 'you were hungry for it weren't you?'

--- 'Even better than I thought, did I not have a claim on you enough?'

❥ He's not going to apologize for drawing out the fact that he's now basically making you drunk on pleasure. If anything, he'll tease you for getting so riled up from a simple bite.

--- 'Tsk tsk, and you wanted my blood? Beg for it now.'

--- 'Naughty girl, a little taste of me and you let me taste the parts of you only I get to see.'

--- 'My name tastes so good coming from those lips, doesn't it dear? Say it again.'

--- 'Better?' Nuzzling his face into your shoulder, 'Is that what you needed? Don't ever be afraid to ask me.'

❥ When you are both satisfied he will carry you to the shower, anywhere where you two can clean up, undisturbed. He's a complete softy when it comes to you in these moments, it's such a rare opportunity to see his vulnerable side.

❥ But, once you share this intimate act with him, he will consider you his. Marking you not just with the bite on your skin, but in his mind and in yours.

Kol

~High risk of death with this one!~

❥ Drunk. This man. Is. DRUNK on pleasure. Sex and blood sharing? Such a godlike combo, you've created a monster (but really Kol's a monster already. You've just unleashed the beast.)

❥ Wants it often, though doesn't pressure you at all about it. The thirst for it is always there, in the back of his mind and during your more intense sex it's all he can think of.

❥ When you asked him about it he rushed you to his bed without a second thought. Kisses and bites at all points, not even sure where he wanted to bite you the most and didn't care at the moment.

❥ He thinks this is the perfect way for you to realize how sexy you are, if the way he stares at you is anything to go by he already knows it. Wants to savor your taste, how beautiful you look, everything.

❥ He likes giving the first bite right at your thighs so it sends sparks everywhere, he goes absolutely feral between your legs. Easily makes you into a trembling mess underneath him while licking you clean and then biting you again at your thigh.

❥ It's very intimate for him, but in a wilder, more passionate way. He's slow in his movements, likes to have both hands on your thighs while tasting your blood, his mouth sucking at the skin, giving you the utmost pleasure as your life essence pours over his tongue.

❥ When you drink his blood he comes fast. You can do whatever you want with him in that moment and he won't complain. But, he always wants the last bite.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Have I made you a bloodthirsty little minx? As much as I encourage your requests, darling, it's a bit of a torture to have those lips on my neck and not on my cock,'

--- 'Fucking delicious, you are,' as he gently nibbles, 'taste even better than I thought...'

--- 'Well, if I get to see this side of you, I'll offer you my blood anytime, love.'

--- Laughing, nuzzling his face into you he'll smile, 'better than I imagined, sweetheart, and all because of my pretty little pet.'

❥ Afterwards, he likes to play with you, knowing you're vulnerable as he laps at your thighs, or even fingering you. He'll let you mark him up in return if he's in the mood for it (which he often is) and enjoys snuggling into you and kissing you, tasting you on his tongue for a while.

❥ When you're both calmed down he will want to hold you close. Run his fingers through your hair and watch you with an awed expression for a bit. He can't believe how lucky he is to have you, on top of being his girlfriend, willing to share such a personal part of you with him, he's not going to take it for granted, swearing to prove to you how much it means to him to have your trust.

Marcel ~Don't let Rebekah catch you!~

~Couldn't find any gifs of him drinking blood :( ~

❥ When you tell him he's eyes widened and you heard his breath hitch before he takes you into his arms and smothers your face with kisses while lifting you up, just excited to be able to be as close to you as possible.

❥ He's playful with you, laughs and bites down gently all over your skin, little pecks before another nip of his teeth, never sinking in to deeply or in the wrong way, he's experienced, so he never has to worry about how deep he's going. His favorite bite spot is your breasts but he will tease and place playful bites over the rest of your body as well.

❥ After a few bites he'll end it by making your orgasm together and he'll moan your name. He's not much for talk but he's super sweet to you after. Let's you do the biting or the drinking as much as you like before cuddling into him and when you finish, he smiles, running his hand through your hair.

~He will say things like~

--- 'You know, you'll never get rid of me now right?'

--- 'Relax baby, I got you'

--- 'Love that sweetness in your voice,' tugging you down, "You want more?'

--- 'That's right sweet girl, don't you know what you've gotten yourself into?'

❥ When he's done, he will lick your body and wounds, healing them with his blood if necessary and lay you down while covering your face and lips in kisses, letting your suck the remaining blood from his lips while slowly fucking you.

Elijah

~Saving the best for last~

❥ When you tell him that you want him to drink your blood during sex it shocks him but before you can even open your mouth and explain he just picks you up and carries you to the bedroom, kissing you gently and asking where you want him to bite you.

❥ Very delicate, pristine, he will have you under him, safe in his bed with him holding you against his chest, biting his own wrist first and then yours. For him, drinking is different, the intimacy increases as he stares into your eyes as he takes your blood for the first time. It's deeply romantic for him, he'll keep you close to his heart while doing so, telling you how good you are and how much he loves you.

❥ He's hesitant, he doesn't want to hurt you in any way so he asks a dozen times to make sure it's okay. He's so gentle when he drinks, he strokes your hair and then your face, watching to see what you're feeling and reacting to it, but then he starts to drink more and when he is tasting the very essence of you he groans against your neck, overwhelmed by the sight of you underneath him and by the taste of your blood on his tongue. He is sure you're too beautiful to actually be his.

❥ His favorite thing is to have you climax the same time he drinks, so he can taste your lust and your blood on his tongue and it has the added effect of you clinging on to him, shaking and squeezing around him, while feeding him, opening yourself up to him.

❥ When you bite him he has a little quirk. He will have a light chuckle that grows a bit as the pleasure courses through him, holding you tight against him as he feels your mouth on him. You're sweet, wonderful and a pleasurable little dove to him and the chuckle melts to a groan.

~He will say things like~

--- 'Are you sure, my love? This is a...intimate act, something I've craved from you, for us to feel connected as one,'

--- 'That's it,' pulling you closer to him, feeling your heartbeat, 'take what you need,'

--- 'I love you,' He takes your hand and kisses your palm tenderly, 'Are you sure this is what you want?'

--- 'Good girl, sweet girl, that's it, yes. Let me feel you give in to it.'

--- 'Can you feel my blood in your veins? How connected we are?'

❥ He will run his tongue all along your neck and the parts he's bitten making sure there's no mess and that you are okay. Has an affectionate way of sitting you up and stroking your back as he does so, kissing your shoulder in-between murmurs of praise, how good you were and how it's important for you to be comfortable during and after.

❥ He will clean you up and heal you afterwards and wrap his arms around your body while whispering adoring words into your ear, kisses trailing over your face and your neck. He will whisper 'Thank you' in the softest voice that causes you to wrap your arms around him, feeling safe and loved as you thank him back.

Finn

~Born a hater, die a hater~

When you ask him to bloodshare, he goes still. Blinking at you once then twice, but stays silent, denying your request.

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