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soulofapatrick · 1 year

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Expect The Unexpected - Kol Mikaelson x Reader

Summary: Kol saves you from a creep and it leads somewhere you never expected

Words: 3k

Warning; creepy stalker; think that's it

Notes: Had to write some Kol but I will be writing more Joel and Tommy Miller tomorrow x

Y/N’s POV

I step out of the restaurant, having said my goodbyes to Caroline and Elena, wanting to just get home and collapse into bed as my social batteries are on zero. It’s late and the streets are deserted except for a few people walking their dogs or heading home from the bars as it is Friday night. It’s a beautiful night with a full moon illuminating the sky and I can’t help but enjoy the quietness of it all as I begin the walk home.

Footsteps can be heard behind me but when I turn there’s no one there. I think being around vampires a lot I’m starting to go insane as they’re always sneaking up on me, making me paranoid all the time as Damon loves to scare the shit out of me. The footsteps are getting louder and an uneasy feeling settles in my chest. This isn’t any of the vampires I know. No, when I glance over my shoulder my heart skips a beat in fear as there’s a man in a hoodie walking a few feet behind me. He’s staring at me with a creepy smile, eyes intense on mine like he’s undressing me with his gaze and I start to feel a little sick. I could yell for any of my supernatural friends knowing they’re hear me and be here in seconds but that feels like I’m weak, being human and all that.

I shake my head and continue walking, heart pounding in my chest, as of course this shit happens to me. Not wanting to admit defeat and call I remember the short alleyway nearby that would take me to Stefan and Damon’s, much closer than mine so I hurry my pace. The footsteps behind me seem to get even louder, like he’s right behind me and my uneasiness turns to fear as I turn left down the alleyway, hoping to lose him in the maze of building. My luck isn’t that good as I glance behind me again see him still following, leering and I can hear his breath, ragged and heavy, like he’s running. Fuck’s sake! I break into a sprint, my feet pounding the pavement, my breath coming in short gasps and as much as I’m used to running for my life I’m not sure how much longer I can keep this pace up with him not too far behind me.

That’s when I collide with something solid and familiar, strong hands flying to my shoulders to steady me. The scent of something earthy mixed with spice and leather and something sweeter like cinnamon has me relaxing and the panicked tears begin slipping down my cheeks, knowing I’m safe.

“Hey lovely, what’s wrong?” That familiar British accent asks and I’m finally looking up to see Kol, his concerned face mere inches from me. The proximity has my breath hitching despite how scared and panicked I feel, words catching in my throat as I gesture behind me to where the creep is still visible and still making his way closer. Kol’s face hardens as he realises what’s happening and he steps in front of me, “He’s not going to touch you love. Look away please.”

I’m doing as he says, closing my eyes and feeling a familiar gust of wind as Kol uses his vampire speed. There’s the sound of a neck snapping, unmistakable in its finality, and then Kol’s hands are on my face, his voice soft, “You’re safe now.” I open my eyes, my back to the body and Kol’s gaze is gentle and protective, his thumbs caressing my cheeks as his cognac eyes scan me over as if checking for any injuries and finding none. I try to thank him but my voice is still too shaky so I do the next best thing, surging forwards and wrapping my arms around the original vampire, catching him off guard.

Kol’s arms eventually wrap around me in return, strong and secure and I feel so safe in his embrace. His chest is firm against mine and I can’t help but wonder what it would be like to feel a heartbeat under my ear. I’m burying my face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent of earthy spice and leather and I can feel a sense of calm wash over me. His embrace is warm and protective, like he’s shielding me against the word and I know something about the way I feel for him has changed. He’s no longer the wild Mikaelson who keeps trying to kill Matt and has caused Elena and Jeremy so many problems. No, he’s something more to me as I cling onto him, not wanting to let go as he hand strokes my hair soothingly and he’s whispering, “Come on sweetheart, let’s get you home.”

Reluctantly I’m letting him go, suddenly feeling empty and the cold hits me despite my thick jeans and fluffy sweater. A small gasp leaving me when Kol places his leather jacket over my shoulders and he’s flashing me a somewhat shy smile before he holds his arm out for me like a true gentleman. I take his arm, feeling a flutter in my chest as we start the walk back to mine, his jacket warm and comforting around me. The night air is chilly but Kol’s presence makes it bearable, his steps confident and sure as we navigate through the dark streets. I’m stealing glances at him from time to time, admiring the way his features are chiselled and sharp in the moonlight, his eyes are like pools of molten gold.

We’re arriving at my door too soon and I feel a sense of disappointment, not wanting him to leave me but I’m too awkward and shy to say it outright so I just let his arm go so I can fumble for my keys, Kol’s eyes on me the whole time and watching my every move as I swing my door open. I’m turning back to face him, the words slipping from my lips in a scared whisper, barely audible, “Don’t leave me.”

His vampire hearing don’t miss a syllable as he’s taking a step closer, hand coming up to cup my face as he speaks softly, “I won’t leave you, love.” There’s something in the way he says it and the way those eyes flit across my face, lingering on my lips for a second or two longer than normal that has my heart fluttering and the soft smirk on his face lets me know he hears it. It’s a little unnerving seeing this soft and gentle side of Kol as he’s usually ruthless and manipulative but there’s nothing but genuine concern in his gaze as he speaks again, “Why don’t I stay the night?”

“Please.” It comes out breathy and I swear his eyes darken a little, sending my heart fluttering crazily in my chest, his hand not having left my face yet. Neither of us seem to want to move apart enough to go inside despite the chill that’s seeping its way past Kol’s jacket.

That playful smirk slips onto his face as he leans in, warm breath ghosting over my cheek as he whispers, “Don’t worry love. I’ll keep you warm.” And with that he’s taking my hand and going to step inside when he seems to hit a barrier. Oh! Vampires can’t enter without being invited in but I’m giggling too much to be able to welcome him in, the way he stands with his hands on his hips and eyebrows raised with an amused look on his face as he waits. It takes a moment or two to compose myself enough to invite him, gesturing for him to enter as I say, “Come on in Kol.”

He strides in with easy confidence, eyes flickering around the room as he takes in his surroundings. I follow him, feeling a strange mix of excitement and apprehension as this is the first time a vampire has been inside my house and I don’t really know what to expect as I’ve always gone to their places. But this Is Kol, it feels different somehow. He’s not like any other vampire I know. I’ve heard stories of how ruthless and selfish Kol can be but it’s a little hard to picture it while he’s moving around my living room, taking it all in with an innocent curiosity. I can’t help the twinge of nervousness as I hang up his jacket and toe my shoes off by the front door after closing it behind us.

“Are you tired sweetheart?” Kol’s asking, eyes softer in the light of small lamp by the sofa. I’m shaking my head, trying to shake off the nerves as I move to sit on my sofa, patting the spot next to me which he takes without a question, turning his body towards me, “You’re nervous?”

“I’ve heard so much about you and…” I take a deep breath, Kol not saying a word to let me finish talking but I can see the way his face falls a little, expecting me to say something bad, so I reach over and cup his face in my hand. His stubble grazing my palm as I speak, “But I’m not sure I believe it all.”

He’s shifting closer, face suddenly very close to mine as he asks, “You don’t?” His face is so open and innocent the air leaves my lungs and I’m shaking my head, caressing his cheek softly as I marvel at how soft his skin is below my hand, “Do you trust me?”

“Y-yes.” My voice is breathy whisper and his hands are gripping the back of my thighs, pulling me onto his lap in smooth movement. My heart races as I straddle him, but I’m not sure it actually has stopped racing since he found me, his eyes never leaving mine as he pulls me closer, lips hovering just inches from mine. He lets out a barely there ‘good’, breath warm against my skin before he’s closing the distance between us, lips meeting mine in a soft and tender kiss that has shivers running down my spine. It’s like electricity between us, the way our bodies press together, his arms holding me close as we explore each other’s lips. I’m lost in the moment, all my fears and worries melting away as Kol’s lips move expertly against mine, hands roaming over my back under my sweater.

I take a risk and run my tongue against his bottom lip, feeling him smile into the kiss but he’s parting his lips for me. My fingers find their way into his hair, pulling him closer and hearing him moaning softly as our tongues fight for dominance. His hands are slipping lower, cupping my backside and pulling my hips flush against his so I can feel how hard he is beneath me and the a thrill of excitement rushes through me but I’m having to break the kiss.

Kol’s shifting our weight, laying me back on the couch and leaning over me. He’s kissing me breathless again, lips soft yet demanding and the gentle drag of his fingertips down my sides under my sweater has arousal pooling between my legs. I don’t want this to end but he’s pulling away too soon, eyes intense as he takes me in, leaning on his elbows and hand brushing over my cheek lovingly.

“As much as I want to do this, I want to do right by you love.” He says, voice low and husky, “I don’t wan to take advantage of you lovely, we should head to bed and we can talk everything through in the morning.” His words both reassuring and disappointing but I know he’s right. I’m nodding, leaning into his touch and kissing his palm before letting him climb off of me and help me to my feet so I can lead the way to the bedroom. He’s tugging on my arm lightly, “I can sleep on the couch-“ I’m gripping the front of his shirt and yanking him into another kiss, silencing his stupidity and feeling him smile into it as he reciprocates before we’re parting. His arms still wrapped around me, “Okay then lead the way love.” Kol nods, tone lace with a hint of mischief as she squeezes my arse.

I can’t help but laugh as I lead him to the bedroom, feeling a warmth spread through me at the thought of having Kol in my bed. I’m quick to kick my jeans off and slip into a loose teeshirt with my back to Kol while I slip out of my bra before I’m practically diving into the bed. The original vampire knows exactly what he’s doing when he takes his time with every layer of clothing.

As he unbuttons his shirt, I’m mesmerised by the muscles in his chest and arms, wondering what every dip and ridge would feel like under my tongue. The fabric of his shirt slides off his shoulders to reveal the smooth skin of his back and my fingers are itching to tee the contours of his muscles and I notice the freckles dotted over his back. Then he’s hooking his thumbs into the waistband of his jeans and slides them down his hips, showing a tantalising silver of skin. My eyes drink in the sight of his toned legs and the way his boxers cling to his hips. When he turns to face me I can’t help but let out a soft gasp at the sight of his chiselled abs and defied chest.

Kol catches my gaze and smirks, clearly aware of the effects he’s having on me and I can feel my face flush as he crawls into the bed with me. His lips finding my neck and he’s biting a hickey just below my jaw, drawing a soft sound from me before he’s kissing the slight sting better then pulling us down. I let him manhandle me so we’re cuddling closely. His warm skin against mine as he wraps an arm around my waist and nuzzles into my hair. The feel of his body against mine is intoxicating and I can feel my heart rate picking up as I snuggle closer to him, content with laying here with him and feeling his fingers trace lazy patterns over my skin until I’m drifting off.

I’m awoken by the bedroom door flying open and Caroline’s familiar voice breaks through the haze of sleep as I groggily open my eyes to see her standing in the bedroom doorway, eyes bugging out of her head as she exclaims, “Kol?! Why the hell is Kol in your bed?” Her voice laced with disbelief and annoyance. I know it’s not annoyance towards me personally, she’s just having a bad time with her feelings for Klaus now so I guess seeing me with Klaus’ younger brother isn’t helping her case.

Before I can even respond Kol is groaning softly, moving so he’s wrapping his arms around my waist and nose nuzzling against the skin of the back of my neck as a pillow is aimed in Caroline’s direction, “Piss off Caroline.”

She looks angry, that familiar and well known Caroline glare slipping onto her face and I can hear her heels clicking on the floor before the duvet is yanked off of us as she snap, “No. Up, now.” I’m groaning as the cool air hits my skin and I can feel Kol shifting behind me, grumbling something incoherent under his breath. Caroline is still standing there, arms crossed over her chest as he taps her foot impatiently and I can feel the tension I the room as Kol reluctantly detangles himself from me and drags himself into a sitting position.

“Can you give us a damn minute. Close the bedroom door and Y/N will be out in a moment.” Kol steels her with a glare which Caroline rivals before her eyes flit to me when I place a gentle hand on her arm. She’s hesitating until I send her a reassuring smile, silently thanking her for looking out for me but also silently begging her to leave us alone. She lets out a small huff, glancing between me and Kol before turning on her heels and leaving the room but not without letting the bedroom door slam behind her as she goes to wait in the living room.

Kol is flopping back down, hands finding their way to my hips to pull me onto his lap so I’m straddling before those oh so gentle hands trail up my sides until he’s cupping my cheeks, thumb rubbing across my bottom lip softly as he asks, “You don’t regret this?”

“Oh hell no.” I chuckle softly before leaning down and kissing him, gasping when he rolls us over so I’m under his strong body, one of his hands splayed on my thigh as he guides me to wrap that leg wrap around his waist as he deeps the kiss. It’s not fuelled by lust or passion, just sweet and loving, each movement of our lips and the way our tongues dance together a declaration of our feels for each other. Kol’s hands trail up my sides, caressing every inch of skin as he pours all his emotions into the kiss until we have to pull back. I think any oxygen left in my lungs leaves me when I meet his gaze, so much love in his eyes. I know the future is uncertain and that there are definitely going to be obstacles in our way but I don’t care for any of that. As long as Kol keeps looking at me the way he is, I would walk through fire for him.

“Barbie awaits, love. I should let you go talk to her before she stakes me.”

“Yes! Yes I will!”

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witchcraftandgeekness · 4 months

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Y/n: They are not hideous.

Kol, blinking at them: What?

Y/n: Damon and Stefan. They're really quite good-looking, not hideous at all.

Kol: I spoke of the pitch-black inner depths of their souls.

Y/n, snorting: And what color do you suppose the inner depths of your soul are, Kol Mikaelson?

Kol: Mauve.

#source: the infernal devices #kol mikaelson #the originals #tvdu #tvd #the originals incorrect quotes #kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson x y/n

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drakoneve · 7 months

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You've Never Seen Halloween Town?

request: adding to your TVD requests but what about a Kol Mikaelson fic involving Halloween?

pairing: Kol Mikaelson x reader

word count: 400+

warnings: none

a/n: i'll give you one guess to what my favorite halloween movies are

When asked what their favorite holiday most children answered with Christmas, but you, you always answered with Halloween.

You loved everything about the holiday. From the classic movies, to the costumes, free candy, and spending the night exploring your local neighborhoods long after you were ever typically allowed.

If only younger you could see you now, living in New Orleans (arguably one of the most supernatural towns on the planet) with you original vampire and his original siblings.

Oh, and Klaus, the original hybrid and his extremely supernatural miracle baby.

The thought makes you giggle to yourself as you finish the final touches on the fake cobwebs you'd gathered for decorations this year.

"Been quite the busy bee today, have you darling?" Kol's teasing voice came from behind. "Can hardly recognize this place with all you've done to it."

"Oh," you scoff, turning to face your longtime boyfriend. "It's not even that bad. I could have done much worse if I wanted to. We live in New Orleans, not to mention I know some actual witches, I could have this place looking like a scene straight from Halloween Town. This is tame."

Kol comes closer, pulling you around so your back is pressed to his chest. He rests his chin on your shoulder as his eyes flicker across the compound, taking in all your hard work.

You'd done everything from orange and purple lights, 'floating' ghosts, cobwebs, and skeletons strategically placed throughout the Mikaelson compund.

"It is quite beautiful, darling. Though I'm not sure what your 'Halloween Town' is, I-"

You whip your head around, nearly smacking your faces together. "You've never seen Halloween Town? What?"

His brow furrows, "It's a movie?"

"Oh my god, Kol!" you pull out of his grasp, placing your hands on his shoulders. "There's like, three? I wouldn't count the last one cause I'm pretty sure the cast changed which I think is stupid, but the first two are iconic! I can't believe you're a thousand year old vampire and you've never seen the best Halloween movies ever made."

Kol laughs, pretty brown eyes sparkling. "Darling, I don't need some Halloween movies to certify my spookiness."

"Oh I think you do," you defend seriously. "These aren't just any Halloween movies, they're the Halloween movies."

"Mhm," he hums, pulling you against him once more. "Should we settle in and watch these movies, then?"

You smile, wrapping your arms around his neck. "I'd like that."

Kol brings his hand to your chin, tilting your face up slightly to bring your lips to his. The kiss is soft and long, and you treasure the feeling. When Kol finally pulls away he begins leading you back to the room you shared.

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madwomansapologist · 2 years

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hello can you make headcanons about the yandere mikaelson family in love/obsessed with the same woman (reader)

Mikaelson Family being obsessed with you would include

synopsis: you seduced a whole family, wow. I would say good job, but seeing those siblings I thinks it would be better if I wish you good luck.

warning: vampire stuff, stalking and all that jazz (also, you know that thing called canon? Yeah, I ignore it)

ps: thanks for your request my love! I know that I made you wait for that, but I put a big effort on this one! Hope u like it!

• None of the Mikaelson siblings were expecting to find love when they move to Mistic Falls. Klaus plan, Elijah had to take care of Klaus, Rebecca had so many questions about herself that she need to solve and Kol just wanted to live his life in a way that would make the rest of his family really embarassed. They didn't have time os space or even the intencion to have love in their lifes

• Yet, that was what they all find there. In different ways, at different times, but with the same person: you

Kol Mikaelson 🥀

• Kol was the one that meet you first. He remember that moment so well that if he close his eyes it could almost feel like being again at the Grill and seeing you for the first time

• Actually, the first thing he notice about you was your scent. Even now he can't say if it is your natural scent or a perfume. When Kol inspire that marvellous scent of apple and caramel he felt his chest burn. He left his drink on the table and look around, trying to find who was doing that to him. It wasn’t just a perfume, it was more like a sweet love potion attracting him into a trap

• Kol follow his instincts and found who was seducing him. Alone at the bar, with a red daiquiri on her hands, was the most beautiful woman Kol had ever seen. You looked ethereal. Kol made his way on your direction and use his charm to chat with you. All his “you know you shouldn’t be talking to me because I will break your heart but you can’t ignore how bad you want me to do it” energy was used to make you interest onto talkig to him

• He wasn’t going to waist time waiting, he is the kind of man that do what he need to do. And Kol needed to know you. Different than one of his older brothers, Kol wouldn't hesitate about being closer and closer to you

• Kol loves when you let him became part of your routine and also enjoy when you invited him to your house. With his knowlegde about you, with your permission to come into your house, you didn’t even knew how much power you we’re giving to him

• Kol courts you with gifts. He loves to make you smile and soon he realize that he will do anything you want if that means he can see your happy face. At first it starts with jewerly and books, but as soons as he notice that he felt for you was different than anything he ever felt he get it: he would die for you in secret.

• Obviously he loves when you hug him because of something he did to you, but he also loves to see you happy because of a job promotion that he made up to you. He don't need the recognition, he just want to see you smiling

• When you understood that he was a vampire (we will come back to this subject later) a lot of things change. And with time and a lot of trust, you let him drink from you. He has charm and knew how to provoke you until you let him. Kol had always loved your smell and had, somehow, discover that your taste was even better

• He didn’t even know how protective he was until you. He walk you to your house after your work, he sometimes follows you just to know that you are fine, make sure that your house is safe and even add some verbein on your coffee

• Kol also didn’t know that he was so nosy. He read your books just to know what lines did you mark, he enters your house when you aren’t their just to look how everything is going, and even steal some of your clothes just to have a part of you with him. Privacy isn't a word present on his vocabulary

Elijah Mikaelson 🍷

• Elijah meet you a little bit after Kol made his way into your house. You we’re looking for a specific book on a library, murmuring to yourself the name of the author so you wouldn't forget, and your voice made Elijah’s heart skip a beat. It inebriated him, the sweet and slow tone making everything else seens so less important. It was a intricate symphony and all he wanted to do was to listen to it again and again and again

• Elijah is way more restrained than his brother. A little bit less invasive, way more observer. He let you have your space and woud respect that, all he want is for you to aspire for him on your life. Elijah wants to be needed for you, not be a inconvenient

• Elijah treat you like a princess because he want you to never think that you are less than that. Elijah is more practical. He clean your house when you are sick, cook while you work, massage your back when you are tired

• He is a real gentleman. Until the moment he is not. That man can be so jealous. Do you really think he would let anyone touch his mate? You are his, and Elijah will make sure no one forgets that. He can even get a little rude and agressive with the tought of you with someone else came to his mind, but he tries to not show this side of himself to you. It get worse when he see someone helping you, doing something for you, making your life easier. He loose his tempter when that happens

• Elijah would never admit that but he loves to watch you when you don’t know he is doing that. To see you doing mundane things, like washing your dishware or just cooking something for yourself, or even watch you discussing something personal with someone or changing your clothes: Elijah should be embarrassed, but he feels like heaven

• Elijah and you had a thing: read together. Just both of you on your couch with a soft blanket and tea, reading different books with your legs touching. You both don’t even need to talk, the silence is not umcomfortable. It is so easy to be around Elijah without the need to talk, it feels so intimate

• You both even have your little book club. Every friday you both talk about whats happening on the book your reading, what do you that is going to happen. It is fun to see Elijah having no clue about who did kill the victim, somehow he never discover

• While Kol feel a happiness emerge from his skin when he drink your blood, Elijah wants the oposite. Elijah don't like when you get hurt, that only makes him worried about you or mad with whoever hurt you, but he loves the shiver that runs up his spine when you go for him because you need his protection, because you need his blood to be fine again

• Unknowing to the fact that Kol already put verbein to your coffee, Elijah did the same. The aroma of coffee is so strong that he didn't realize it already has verbein. Elijah also gave you a necklace with verbein on it, just to ensure

Rebekah Mikaelson 💋

• And then you meet Rebecca. And she absolutely hated you. With every cell of her body. She envied your beaty, your intelligence, your symphathy, your kindness, your friends. She wanted to be you. To wear your skin. Have your hair, your nails, your lips. And soon she realize that she didn't wanted to be you: she wanted to have you

• Your first interaction wasn't nice, not at all, but when she understood her feelings for your it start to get better. She did put a lot of effort to make you forget the way she treated you

• She can be hard to deal sometimes. You understood that she easily can feel insecure. You also feel that, so you show her how important and incredible she is. Gentle words are important in your relationship

• Rebecca likes to choose what you gonna wear, what kinda of make up you gonna use, how your hair gonna be cut. She likes that. To transform you into a doll. Her doll. She likes to feel like she own you. Mine is a commom word to her mouth

• And she is way more impulsive then her brothers. Even Kol is nothing compared to her. If you are angry she gonna fight the person who wronged you. If you are sad then she gonna do anything to make you smile. If someone threaten you then Rebecca will need to wash blood from her hands. She doesnt even think about the consequences

• Shopping with Rebecca is always so funny. She seens like someone who don't know what kinda of clothes are trending, like she sleep for the entire decade and just woke up. Help her with her stylistic desicions make you so happy

• Rebecca also protect you with verbein. She gave you a perfume that hid the verbein scent, making sure that you wouldn't be vulnerable to others

Klaus Mikaelson 🐞

• Klaus, well, that man is crazy when it comes about love. For him it was love at first sight. Literally. When he put his eyes on you he knew that you we're meant to be his and nothing on this world would stoped him from being yours

• He does not care anyone that isn't you. No one would be more important than you. Klaus is not affraid of becoming a villain if that means you are his. And Klaus is also not affraid of loving with all his soul and body

• Klaus win your love with handwritten letters. You we're charmed by them. The attention about the detals, how his words we're so kind, the warm feeling that rule your body after reading them: you we're in love

• That men is jealous. Anyone, everyone, is a threat. Don't matter if you say that he is being paranoid, he won't hear you. You are his and his only. Klaus don't have time to breath and calm down, he simply acts towards who is around you

• Klaus spend money with you with the same ease a host would gave water to a guest. If you say that you like some author he gonna give you a collection with all their books. If he saw you looking at someone outfits then your closet will gain more clothes. Klaus always have the best gifts

• Klaus loves to paint you. From memory, with you posing, abstract, realist, portraits: he would paint you in any way. Wine and time: that is all he needs to when it comes about saving your beaty for the future

• You both have what you like to call Music Date. You show him your favorite song and he does the same. It is so fun to see his reactions and it is also really cool when you both hear something that it is really great. You tend to not say when you like a song he show you, just not having to deal with him bragging

• Klaus don't want you to find out about the whole vampire side of his life, so he is really carefull about it. Klaus don't want you to be manipulated by another vampire, but he also don't want you to find out about the verbein, so he was creative. Yes, Klaus put it on your make up

Originals 🚩

• The reason for them to discover that they we're all in love with the same woman was excess of verbein. They we're all making you ingest or inhale or use so much verbein that you literally get a allergic reaction

• Elijah felt guilty when he saw you at the hospital. While you we're sleeping he came to your house to throw away all the ground coffee with verbein

• Then Kol enter your kitchen, ready to do what his brother already did

• Then Rebecca get out of your bedroom after change your perfume ready to fight whoever had invaded your house

• Then Klaus open the front door, while a whole new kit of make up

• It was a really weird moment. They didn't say anything. They didn't move. They didn't even breath. It was clearly what was happening. And suddenly, after a strange silence, they we're all screaming to one another

• They get over it, but they need some time to be okay with the fact that you we're dating for people at the same time and they didn't even realize that. How many hours you day have so you we're able to do that?

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starythewriter · 10 months

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KOL MIKAELSON X READER X KLAUS MIKAELSON!

(THREESOME ONESHOT)

WARNING: this is 18+ minors DNI.

Rough sex. Safe sex! A lot of kissing.

Elijah is mentioned but no sex or major interactions… if y’all want me to include the others lmk…

A/N: I released this an hour early. I’ll release my master list 2PM PST!

you went back to the mikaelson house, you saw kol and decided to kiss him..

he kissed you back, you both slowly started to make out but kol’s vampire hunger almost took over you saw his fangs, but he broke away… you hugged him calming him down, although you were scared knowing he had insane power turned you on…

You told kol you loved him… and when you were telling him about the vampires you heard something from outside in the garden, it was a howling sound, i thought someone had found us but then kol grabbed my hand… “let's go” he said we ran downstairs… you ran into a room but not far enough as you bumped into kol’s arm… ‘he’s so big’ you thought ‘and hot too’. you looked at him with longing eyes…‘he looks like an avenger, or a knight in shining armor, maybe a demon’. he took your hand and put it behind his head…“do you trust me (y/n)?” he asked looking right into your eyes…‘what are these feelings?’ “always.” You said softly, as he moved towards me, putting one of his hands under my chin… “good… i love you.” he whispered before capturing my lips again…‘that felt so amazing.’ you thought while kissing him back… it got really bad… you pushed him up against the wall and tried to get closer to him but he pushed you off him...“wait… I want to but I can’t right now… ”

you both got up and went down to see klaus, you smiled he kept flirting with you however, you knew that he wouldn’t be able to resist getting jealous about kol for long and soon he would come back. you didn't know who would break first though, and after kol left, Klaus came up to you and gave you a small box of chocolates, you opened them and they were strawberry chocolate covered ones… ‘ you smiled he smirked, you both slowly kissed, after a bit you went out to reinforce, some spells.

you walked to see Elijah, out he was keeping watch as kai was still around, soon you ran into kai he grabbed you by the throat you started to gasp for air, Elijah quickly grabbed Kai and put his stomach facing a tree, however Kai managed to escape, he had a bow shooting Elijah in the arm, Aswell as KOL, quickly klaus grabbed you but you reinforced the spells and hid the house, soon you confronted Kai, but he left and left a note saying “watch out the game is on…”

shortly after you healed Elijah and Kol, you went to check up on kol, but klaus grabbed your arm and kissed you saying “what you did earlier was hot… I love me a powerful witch” he kissed you hard before running off… ‘he must have been drunk… no worries though kol probably won’t mind.’ You smiled ‘this night has been great… i wish klaus would have let me enjoy myself better’. you looked around before walking back inside, ‘ you saw kol, laying down tired, you slowly kissed him, he kissed you back saying “your so sexy… your very pretty my darling” you both shivered, you both undressed and started to tease him by driving your fingers across his legs and collarbone… kol moaned and threw himself onto the bed… ‘he loves my kisses’ you thought happily…

it wasn’t much longer until klaus returned and you saw him staring daggers into kol… you sighed as you stood up scared that they would fight, but you kissed kol again, klaus quickly grabbed him by his throat, you pinned klaus against the wall and kissed him reminding him that your the boss when it comes to your relationships, you kissed klaus, slowly kol and klaus started to fall in love with you and were turned on by you.

finally kol pulled away and you both sat on the bed together talking, you kissed klaus, he kissed you back, then he kissed you passionately and started to undress you… you blushed as he touched you, he gently massaged your breasts as you both started to feel more than just lust… klaus was moaning and sighing as you caressed his cheek, and he began kissing your neck… you moaned as he began kissing your belly button, and as he began sucking on it, he began to unbutton your shirt. klaus pulled the shirt away and you gasped as he sucked on one of your nipples, ‘klaus this was incredible… ‘“please stop.” you begged “you'll hurt yourself.” you whispered, but he continued kissing you… “no, baby! i promise i won’t hurt you i'm just so horny right now! please!” he pleaded… you looked at him while kol took a softer approach kissing your thighs and moved to your forehead planting kisses, slowly touching you moaned loudly, knowing you had two strong brothers wrapped around you the thought of that made you so horny. klaus stopped what he was doing and kissed you “are you ready, love?” he asked in a husky voice, and he helped you out of your pants and underwear, as you laid on the bed you watched as klaus and kol got into bed as well… he grabbed you and started sucking on your breast while klaus kissed his way down your stomach… you both began to moan as they rubbed your clit with their fingers while you both held onto each other… it was all so good… you were enjoying the feeling so much that you forgot about how sore you were.

you were so turned on that you barely noticed kol kissing your nipples while klaus kissed your inner thighs… you groaned ‘why am I so turned on’ you asked yourself… you started to climax and you could hear klaus and kol making passionate sounds, “come on (y/n)!” you could hear klaus whisper into your ear “come with us~” as you moaned out loud and cummed loudly, kol and klaus both shivered, kol enjoyed being in your mouth and klaus loved being inside of you… he was envious of your relationship with his brothers but let it slide for you…

the end. Do not reuse my work or post it somewhere else please.

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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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countrymusiclover · 1 year

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Kol Mikaelson book anyone...just curious 🤔 👀 😄

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writing-the-stars · 2 years

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Hey can you do a yandere kol mikaelson

I sure can

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You intrigued Kol Mikaelson from the first time he laid eyes on you

He found you standing outside the Mystic Grill arguing with your ex

He usually wasn’t one to meddle in the affairs of humans, finding them trivial and comical, but you had caught his eye

Maybe it was your refusal to cower in the air of your ex’s domineering presence, or the fierceness you exuded as you hurled insults and witty remarks at your former lover, or maybe it was just simply the fact that he had come to the Grill to have a peaceful afternoon drink and the two of you were disturbing that tranquility

Whatever the reason was, he had found himself in the middle of your dispute, taking to your side like a moth drawn to a flame

This action had done nothing to calm your ex’s anger— instead turning his fury into full-on rage as the man believed you had replaced him so readily

His menacing figure lurched towards you and you were sure if Kol had not been there, the man you had spent 8 months of your life with was on his way to harm you

Kol took care of you that evening, wrapping you in the safety of his arms while you sobbed

When you had fallen asleep, he paid a visit to your ex, threatening him and giving him a taste of what would happen if Kol ever saw him near you again

Let’s just say the week-long recovery in the ICU was enough of a warning for your ex to stay away

After that, Kol became your protector— never letting you out of his sight. He knew of the beasts that lay within men, the darkness that lurked in corner of every living creature, and he refused to EVER let you come into contact with that type of devilry again

Wherever you were, he was there— watching over you and making sure no one ever even thought about putting their hands on you again

And God forbid if someone disrespected you in any way. Hell hath no fury like Kol Mikaelson. NO ONE gets away with showing you any less than the high esteem that you deserve

And Kol is always sure to remind you of the high praise that you are warranted. Even you doing something as simple as breathing has him looking at you with so much awe and adoration

Compliments and hails of your beauty and grace are never far from his lips

He is convinced that you are too good for this world— an angel that was sent here by mistake

Which is why he is so protective over you, wanting to shield you from the harsh, dark cruelties of the world

And after having to look out for yourself for so long, you did not mind having someone who dedicated their every waking moment to loving you and protecting you. It was nice to finally have someone care for you

A/N: Hi Anon! Thank you so much for this request. I really hope you enjoyed! I love writing for Kol as he does not get much attention, so any love I can bring to his character I will. Thank you all so much for reading! I hope you have a wonderful day.

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heartbreakgrill · 1 year

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kol mikaelson- best friend’s brother, pt. 7- the great war.

“always remember; we’re burned for better. i vowed i would always be yours, cause we survived the great war.”

a/n: why did it take so long for me to write this? why does it suck? anyways this series is over sadly :( imma write smth else just u wait friends :)))

recap: kol went cray cray and nearly killed reader. rebekah still has zero humanity. klaus and elijah are big brother core. slay.

i didn't do well with the brink of death and being covered in my own blood.

my hands were covered in the slick color, pants and shirt drenched, too. i found myself staring down at my hands, eyes distant, mind lost in wonder. i felt a little nauseous, even if i had a magic cure-all in my system.

kol brushed a stray hair from my cheek. it was stuck there by more blood. he rubbed his finger against a stain on my skin. i didn't pay attention to his touches anymore.

i just stared at my blood.

"there's so much," i murmured. i pressed my hands against my shirt, rubbing my palms clean. i drew them back under my gaze, but they were still crimson. i kept rubbing.

"i know, darling," his voice whispered past my ear, winding my hair. "can we stand up? get you cleaned up?"

i shuddered, "i don't think i can stand."

kol must've nodded or hummed in agreement. i can't remember very well.

i bunched my sleeve around my hand and used it as a rag against my other plan. he stood, warm arms dropping from my skin. i felt myself lift off the floor as kol wrapped an arm around my back, under my thighs.

i focused on the wrinkles in my skin, digging out caked blood with my hoodie sleeve. it didn't do much. just stained my already-ruined shirt. i'd probably have to throw it out anyways.

kol ascended the stairs with me in his arms. klaus and elijah were left in our dust. i didn't know what they were doing- what do you do after somebody almost dies? i guess they were used to it. i wasn't. i don't think i'd ever be.

the bedroom door fell shut behind us. kol flipped the toilet lid shut and propped my lucid body down there. he turned towards the shower and let the water begin to steam up.

"darling?"

i finally looked up to him. i'm sure i looked terrible. "wha-what?"

kol squatted before me. he drew my hands away from one another, palms squeezed in his embrace. he bore into my eyes, searching for life, maybe forgiveness. "i'm sorry-" he cut himself off.

tears welled up in his vision.

i couldn't get my body to move. i couldn't get words to come out. i couldn't get myself to comfort him or forgive him or tell him it'll be okay.

because that was kinda fucked up. and i was having a normal human reaction- shock. fear. my heart was still racing. my absence of fight or flight was like a come-down off of drugs. rash. my skin itched. my stomach ached. i guess the blood couldn't fix that.

i remained stoic. kol quickly sniffled, pulling his gaze from mine with a chin tilted towards the floor. he seemed to square his shoulders. diverting his attention again, he untied my shoes, tugged them off my feet.

then, he stood back up. he cupped his hands around my hips. pulled me to my feet. i braced my hands on his shoulders. kol brought my towards the running shower.

his fingers took to the hem of my hoodie. he met my blank stare, "may i?"

i barely nodded.

kol undressed me, slowly, carefully, piling my clothes atop the bathroom sink. he helped me step under the water. i winced as it boiled against my skin. he quickly turned the knob left, heat down.

as the water soaked through my hair, through my scalp, the blood on my body began to run down. i stared at my feet, at the watery red liquid swirling down the drain.

"okay, darling," kol spoke in a low tone, afraid. nervous. "just...call me if you need me."

a slight nod, again. kol pulled the curtain shut. the door clicked behind him.

as the peace and quiet overcame me, the shower a gentle lullaby, i was able to ground my body. my shoulders fell, my neck straightened up. i lifted my chin, i shook my hair down over my back. i washed my body, scrubbed it clean of blood like it was my duty. like it was normal.

my brain ran wild with thoughts. i couldn't pin one down. what was one supposed to think about what had just happened?

on one hand, i was anxious. i wanted to lay down in bed and hide under the covers as if there were a monster in the closet.

on the other, i saddened. the way kol looked- the expression on his face when he threw the fire poker. it was pure fury. it was like he was that monster in the closet.

i was angry, too. he wasn't the only pissed off.

i was angry for myself, for my vulnerability. i was angry for the girl who he left behind. for the girl who risked her friendships, her life, for him.

i was angry that he betrayed my trust. that i'd let him break down my walls with his sappy roadside tears. they meant nothing, apparently. because he promised me he'd try, and he'd completely shit on that idea.

i knew healing- growing- wasn't linear. but, he never even hit the slope. he was on a downward spiral the second that promise left his tongue.

and i deserved better than that.

my head hurt.

i wrapped myself up in a robe and combed through my damp hair. the bathroom light flicked off, and the door fell shut behind me. as the knob clicked into place, lol looked up at me from the bed. he was on the edge, palms pressed against his knees. there were wet streaks running down his face.

and the anger dissolved.

i sat beside him, and leant my head against his strong shoulder. he tilted his head against mine. i slid my hand over his.

"i'm sorry," his voice was quiet, solemn. he sniffled.

i moved his hand around, to entwine my fingers with his. my thoughts were scrambled, and i didn't know what to say.

i shouldn't forgive him.

i should be afraid of him.

i should've never trusted him in the first place.

a mirage of moments flashed through my head as i focused my memory. in the car, opening the door for me. dancing at rebekah's party, spinning in my brand new dress, the world flashing by, his smile peeking in my vision. his favorite color- purple flowers after a winning football game.

i released my breath, my chest relaxing, my shoulders resting. "i forgive you."

we sat there like that for probably an hour. just sinking in one another's presence. the window, open, pushed the breeze through our hair. the music of the night below wafted in like a peaceful reminder of life. i brushed my thumb over the back of kol's hands. his fingers were white as he clutched onto me, hoping to never let me go.

and he wouldn't have to.

kol nudged my head with his own, tilting mine until he could see my face. a gentle smile filled my face. it felt good to do that.

he lifted a hand to my face, pushed hair behind my shoulder. his hold paused at the side of my face, fingers slotted around my ear. i watched his eyes, watched the sadness slowly dissipate into worry, into want, into need.

i let my eyes fall shut and filled the space between us. he kissed me back, sweetly, carefully, delicately.

i brought my touch up to his face, holding him steady against mine. my left hand found the nape of his neck, elbow skin across his shoulder, fingers entwining in his curls.

he moved, crouched, in front of me, to push my back down against my bed. as i fell back, kol's knees on either side of my thighs, i caught my breath. my eyes peeled open to see the sweetest grin on his face.

i smiled, but the feeling of an absent resolution ached in my chest."kol, we should talk-"

he interrupted me with his lips. my eyes fell shut as i leaned into it, back arched off of the mattress. he cradled my face, and his breath puffed in and out against my check from his nose.

i sunk before catching myself. i pressed my hands against his chest. he opened his eyes, drew his lips back for a moment. "we need to talk about- everything," i whispered.

kol frowned. he held my hands, against his chest, before bringing them to his lips. he kissed them, "darling," another kiss on my palms, "i have been a lost ship on the ocean. for forever now. i've finally found my shore- please let me rest."

i gripped the front of his shirt, pulled him back into me. his fingers drug down my sides, around my hips, to the front of my robe. before he could tug it open, i pulled his shirt over his head. his hair ruffled from the maneuver, and i grinned giddily at the sight. kol crinkled his nose at my laughter, before covering me with his body.

his chest was warm, whole, his hands a soft place to land. they slipped the robe from my shoulders, held me against him as he removed from beneath me. i was naked before him, vulnerable, cold. he didn't even take a moment to admire my body. he didn't feel the need to. he just wanted me.

under the covers, we found what we'd lost. i realized no words could fix this- only we could. and that's exactly what we tried to do.

fix. rebuild trust. connect again.

all it took was his hands on my body, his soul at the tips of my fingers.

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the sun was shining.

that was the first thing i noticed when i woke up.

it stretched across the room, dancing through the sheets, bouncing off the hardwood flooring. glistening on kol's cheek.

he was on his stomach, one arm under the pillow, the other sprawled across my waist. i moved my fingers, to slide up and down his bicep, watching as i left goosebumps.

my eyes moved from the window, to his shut gaze. he looked peaceful. he always did when he slept. but, this was beyond any sleep i'd ever seen him in. he was like an animal that finally found a gentle place to rest it's head, vulnerable, open. snoring, slightly. i brushed my hand over his head, settling his messy hair. his skin and hair were warm beneath my touch.

i glanced around the room, again, appreciating the sunlight, the moment i was living through. but i had to pee.

i set his arm beside his body and slipped out of the bed. his t shirt fell down my thigh, the material soft on my barren body.

when i was done, i washed my hands, and the soap smelled sweet to my senses. it was like i was picking out every good part of the world, now, now that my world was slowly being pieced back together.

as i stepped out of the bathroom, kol looked to me. he was on his back now, sheets pooled at his waist, a sleepy smile on his face.

"g'morning, darling," he rubbed his eyes.

i moved to his side of the bed. as i settled on my feet, he reached out his hands. kol grabbed my waist and pulled me down over his body. i giggled at the sudden movement.

i didn't even wanna this bed. it was secret oasis, safe for the two of us. here, beneath the sheets, nothing else mattered. no deadly supernatural problems, no off-the-rails best friends. none of it.

just when i was sure our skin would attach itself to the sheets, sometime around 1pm, i grew hungry. kol, unwilling, let me out of his embrace.

i put on different clothing, something more appropriate for the kitchen. kol changed as well.

i went to open the door, but kol pushed it shut, arm stretched out before my vision. i sighed, turned back to him. he pressed me against the door and kissed me sweetly.

i nearly sunk into his advances, but i put my hand against his chest. "i'm hungry, kol."

he groaned and planted his forehead into my shoulder. my fingers unconsciously glued themselves to his skin, up his arm.

"you wouldn't have this issue if you'd let me turn you." his tone was humorous, light. but, my hand froze against his skin, eyes boring into the space my fingers occupied.

kol lifted his head, smiling, but noticed the frown i held. his face dropped. we stood in a momentary silence, unsure of what either of us should say or do.

afraid he would berate me about the decision, i quickly tried to cover the issue with a laugh at his attempted joke. "ha. right, remind me again how awesome you guys are?"

kol searched my face, unable to find any signs. so he smiled, unwittingly. he shook his head and pulled me from the door. "let's get my girl something to eat."

the moment stayed on my chest the whole way down the stairs, lingering in the kitchen. i never gave much thought to it, being a vampire. i always tried to stay out of the way, to stay normal, to stay human.

but, i guess, there was no longer anywhere for me to run. i was knee deep in vampirism. and i was no longer fighting the quick sand.

kol made me some lunch, just a sandwich and chips. then, he excused himself to get a glass of blood.

i watched his shoulders turn the corner from the kitchen, my own frame shrinking. the mask fell and the thoughts raced in.

did i want to be a vampire?

perks: eternal life and money, power...

downsides: being dead, being numb...being a killer.

there had to be more to it. there had to be deeper meaning to vampirism. i searched for poetic justice in everything- i always had. i was hopelessly romantic about every aspect of life. so, what was the stanza here?

elijah appeared a moment after kol left. the door shutting drew my eyes from the kitchen counter. i realized i had stopped chewing my sandwich and quickly swallowed my full mouth.

elijah found my eyes and smiled kindly, "good...afternoon, dear. i would ask if you slept well, but knowing my brother..."

i cringed at the sarcasm. elijah really was the embarrassing older brother i never had. "uh...i don't know how i'm supposed to answer that."

"then the joke landed," he proudly spoke. he rummaged through the cupboards before pulling down a tub of coffee.

as he began to move around the kitchen, making a pot, i fell back into silence. elijah looked back at me, curious.

"everything alright?" he questioned.

i took another bite of my sandwich, "uh...yeah. i guess. why do you ask?"

he turned towards me, leaning back against the counter. "pheromones."

"fuck me," i cursed. i'd forgotten all about that stupid, dead giveaway. i set my food down and took long swig of my water. my mouth was dry.

elijah tilted his head, "you can talk to me. you know that. you always can."

i shook my head with a shrug, "i know. my issues are usually pretty shallow. but..."

"this one isn't."

"do you like being a vampire?" i blurted out.

elijah flicked his brows up in slight surprise. then, he crossed his arms over his chest, thinking, "well, if i had a choice...i think i wouldn't choose."

i sat up in my chair, "what?"

"with me, with my family...nature took its course. it did what it felt was right. i don't believe in a higher power, but i know there is something guiding each of our destinies. my family's destiny has been carved out for thousands of years. you can't fight what is meant to be."

elijah watched my face, waiting for a response. i adjusted in my seat, stunned. "well- what if i don't know what my destiny is?"

"we never know our destinies. they tell us, show us, when we're ready. you simply have to let go, let it happen to you."

the coffee machine clicked, the pot full of a dark brown liquid. it pierced the intense silence. elijah's face twitched. he turned back to the pot and poured a glass.

"as for your destiny, well," he continued, facing me as he walked sideways, towards the door, "i think you'll know when you know."

okay, elijah, please be more cryptic, won't you?

that helped, only an ounce. i kept the memory behind my eyes, in a cabinet somewhere. maybe it would be useful, but as of right now, that gave me nothing.

kol returned shortly after. i had finished my food and was sorting my dishes, clean, in the cupboards.

"you know we have a maid, right, darling?" kol leaned against the counter, watching as i put away my plate.

i shrugged, "i don't pay her, so it feels rude. plus, i'm fully capable of doing it myself."

kol simply smiled at me. his eyes lingered on mine, and his gaze became distant, "you're very...kind. i forgot- i missed how kind you are."

i blushed at the compliment. "oh, don't give me a big head-"

"seriously, darling," kol cupped my waist, pressed his forehead against mine. i felt small, shy under his close gaze and continued appreciations. "you are the purest soul i've ever met. through it all- through everything my family's put you through. i will never be able to show you how grateful i am. i have needed someone like you, you and your kindness, for a thousand years. i have been waiting for it. and i hope i never know another day without it."

there was some poetic justice- eternal love. deep, soul-binding admiration. forever, literally.

my world shifted a little.

i kissed kol sweetly, unable to find words. he was becoming a great man. and it made me happy i had some influence on that.

kol and i made our way to the living room, lazily. we had no plans, we had nowhere to go or be. it was peaceful. all we wanted to do was go back to bed, laze around for another day or five.

but, then, klaus was there, sitting on the furthest couch, looking distant and solemn, as per usual. elijah sat across from him and he nursed his coffee. they both looked up as we entered.

klaus seemed to have something on his mind. i had learned how to read him and his different pouts.

"what's wrong?" i asked, dropping kol's hand.

klaus sighed and pulled his hand from beneath his chin, where it was leaning. "just...rebekah. i cant help but feel guilty."

"you should-" kol started. i held a hand up and he lowered his tensed shoulders.

"don't blame yourself. it's mainly our fault. but, it's okay. forgiveness is always possible," i assured klaus.

"im just worried she's getting worse. everyday, more and more of her humanity slips away."

a wave of sadness crushed my rose colored glaze. i wrapped my arms around my stomach. it had been a few days since i'd seen her, but i didn't expect for it to get this bad. bad enough that even klaus was worried.

"should i see her?" i frowned.

elijah glanced up at me, "i don't think it would hurt anything. maybe today will be the day..."

"you say that everyday," klaus spoke, annoyed.

"no sense in not trying," elijah was calm, though his brother's tone was ferocious. "go

, y/n. i'll come with you. kol- stay here."

"what? that will not be happening. rebekah is strong-"

"if she sees you, she'll be pissed," i set a hand on his shoulder, "you'll risk my safety more if you come."

kol's face, hardened by elijah's dismissal, slowly relaxed at my touch. i flashed a reassuring smile. then, i followed the elder mikaelson into the dark, dank hallway leading to rebekah's prison cell.

outside of it, he gave me yet another vile of vampire blood. i cringed at the penny-like taste on my tongue, the thick liquid sliding down my throat like tar. the taste never got any better.

i wondered if it were different as a vampire...i know kol liked the taste, for whatever reason. maybe it became like a hot cup of coffee for them, like a cold glass of whiskey in the evening. maybe it didn't matter so much when you're able to live forever- human blood was just another a singular piece of sand in a thousand years' of deserts and beaches.

elijah took the vial from me, tossed it in a trash can in the corner. i watched it fall into the bin, a small droplet i had left behind splashing against the side of it. a stain against the white trash bag. my eyes lingered, head spacing out as the droplet slid down the side of the bag. elijah touched my arm. i looked at him, a little jolted.

he furrowed his brows, "are you alright? we do not have to do this now, if you're not up for it."

i pressed my hand to my forehead and felt some sweat on my brow. "no, it-its okay. i'm just-" i huffed as the words wouldn't form.

elijah squeezed my arm, "dont fight it, y/n. the answers lie within you- but you can't push them away by running around the problem in your mind. let go."

i took a deep breath. i didn't know- at least, not consciously. and it killed me. i needed to know. i needed to understand and comprehend and come up with a million anecdotes. but, as he instructed, as the breath released my lungs, i let the worries peel away. right now, i was going to devote my thoughts, my heart, to rebekah.

elijah opened the door, held it open for me as i shuffled in. as i lifted my gaze from the ground, i skidded to a stop, my back crashing against elijah's. he set another comforting hand on my arm, steadying me. but, i could not have been more horrified by the sight before me. nothing could comfort me from the way rebekah looked.

she was desiccating. she had been refusing to drink human blood so much that her body was starting to shut down. all over her skin, blackened veins stuck out like sore thumbs- lifeless, still against her body. her blonde hair was beyond matted, with clumps of it strewn across the room. the tip of her forehead, where her hairline began, was bloodied, scabbing. she must've been ripping out her hair, day after day. her body was caked with dirt, too, making her already grey skin look like she had been drug through the mud. and, the worst of it- her eyes.

they were- they weren't eyes. they were just orbs of meaningless space. they stared, straight ahead, though i don't think they were really looking at anything. the usual blue of her beautiful gaze was dark red, bleeding, slowly draining of any life.

rebekah sat against the wall, legs strewn out before her. i pressed into elijah, feeling vomit approaching my throat. but, as soon as the nausea hit me, it was gone. the vampire blood in me tore away any achilles heels i could've possibly my body i felt strong- but i was still upset. tears tickled the tops of my cheeks, my bottom lip wobbling.

elijah mode beside me, towering over my shaking frame with concern. "y/n?" he whispered, half-shielding me from her, "we can go back now. we don't have to-"

"i do," i pushed his arm away, gently, taking a hesitant step forward. rebekah continued staring, right past my shoulder. she was almost in a psychosis.

i approached her, and as i got closer, i noticed the deep cuts from the chains around her wrists and ankles. blood caked her skin in those areas, and her bone was nearly visible from her left wrist. i bit both of my lips, shuddering more. but, i rolled back my shoulders and continued. i crouched down until i was lowered onto my knees. the floor was cold against my leggings. it sent goosebumps across my skin.

i was barely a foot away from rebekah. but she was still was not looking at me. "bekah?" i spoke, carefully, "its me- i-its y/n. i don't know if you can hear me- i'm sorry if i'm bothering you, again. i know how much you like your space," i laughed, tearfully. "i just wanted to say- well, i actually don't know what i want to say. i don't know what to say anymore. but i- i want to give up. thats what i want to do. i want to give up. i want to forget about you and go live my life. i have wasted- no, that sounds rude. you're not a waste- but, no. you know what? you are, just a little bit. i have wasted my entire summer, the summer after i graduated high school, on you. wasted it on pointless conversations, where i continuously beg for your forgiveness. and you insult me, or ignore me, or attack me, try to drink my blood, try to behead me. well guess what? anything i did to you is nothing compared to this. this is unfair. this is- this is cruelty! kol asked me today if i wanted him to turn me. and, you know what? i do. i want to spend forever with him. but i also want to spend it with you. but, this- this is not what i want. i don’t want to be like you. i’m going to be better! i will be better!"

i was growing angrier by the second. i stood up from my knees, began pacing the room. spit flew from my mouth, foul words from my lips. "you dont even feel guilt, or-or pain, for god's sake. you're just sitting there, like a fucking doll, while everyone else is on their hands and knees, breaking their fucking backs for you! you make me want to hate you, you make me want to hate vampires! i never, ever want to become you. i never want to become this! not if this is what i will be! a cold-hearted, emotionless bitch who doesn't even care that her best friend is wasting her life away on you."

i ran out of words to say. my chest heaved up and down with pure rage. i was sucked in air like i was being depraved of life. with a shaking hand, i pushed the hair from my face. from the corner of my eye, i noticed rebekah's head had turned. she was looking directly at me. her eyes met mine. i sucked in a breath and turned around to face her completely, hands still atop my head. they slowly fell to my sides.

there, somewhere deep in her expression, folded in her gaze, was the slightest, tiniest fragment of that deep blue ocean. and, as the water drowned her eyes, a singular tear slipped from it's duct, rolling down her cheek. elijah suddenly stepped forward and i looked to him with concern.

"rebekah?" he questioned, pulling his hands from his pockets. she flicked her eyes towards him. "rebekah, are you in there?"

another tear fell.

elijah rushed to his knees before her, wrapping his arms around her back so he could steady her position. i stayed still, standing over them, unsure of what to do. "rebekah, rebekah, its alright. stay still were going to get you healed in no time. y/n, hurry, go retrieve blood bags from the upstairs closet. ask kol, he'll show you where they are!"

i hesitated, my head emptied of reason or conscious decisions. elijah looked up at me, urgency in his eyes, in his tone, "hurry! go! she's in massive amounts of pain!"

he looked back to his sister and quickly unlocked her cuffs. she slumped further into his embrace, head lolling against his shoulder. her gaze was still distant, but tears freely rolled from her eyes. i breathed, deep, and centered my thoughts. i crouched before them, onto my knees again. i rolled up the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

"elijah," i spoke, calm, finally, "here."

he met my eyes, glanced down at my wrist, blue veins pulsing at the tip of my skin. he shook his head, "nonsense! she'll kill you!"

"no, she wont," i shook my head, "shed never kill me. i want to do this for her. please let me," i pushed closer, shoving my arm towards them.

elijah huffed, but hesitantly came to the conclusion i wanted. he lifted rebekah's head towards my wrist. stiffly, she pressed her lips against my skin. they were freezing cold. i shivered. she met my eyes, just as her fangs protruded from her teeth, just as her eyes turned red and her expression went dark.

i winced as she pierced my wrist, and squirmed as i felt the blood being sucked from my veins. elijah held onto her tightly, even as the color slowly moved back through her skin. her hair fell around her shoulders in it's full, blonde waves. the torture on her wrists and ankles covered itself with fresh skin, cold and pale.

elijah grew nervous as she kept feeding. "rebekah, thats enough."

she kept going, for a second longer, and just as he went to reprimand her again, she drew her head back. she closed her eyes, face to the ceiling, as blood trickled from the corners of her mouth. she wiped away with a strong hand. elijah touched her back worriedly. she slowly, surely, let her head fall straight, lids peeling themselves open. she met my gaze first.

her eyes were blue. so blue, so oceanic, so full of fierce waves. i gasped as our gaze clashed, as the slowest, goofiest grin split across her face. poor elijah couldn't get out of the way fast enough before rebekah leaped across the space between us and tackled me into a hug.

a month later.

“are you ready?”

kol towered above me, that devious smirk beholding his sharp features. he held out that steady hand, an enticingly sweet offer at his fingertips. i eyed his palm as if i were weighing my options and drug my gaze up to his eyes.

“as i’ll ever be.” i lay my hand gently in his. he tugged me to my feet.

and we began the transformation.

the past month i had spent mourning my life as a human.

i’d visited home, where i bid farewell to my parents. kol compelled them to forget me unless i ever came to visit. as far as they knew, i never existed.

i remember feeling only an ounce of sadness when we cleaned out my room. but, when my bed was carried away, to the truck downstairs, one of kol’s old hoodies peeked out from its hiding spot. the happiness i felt from my new life replaced any remorse i had for my old one.

i even visited jeremy. i knew he would be beyond angry if i told him what was really happening. so, i just told him i was moving to europe. he seemed happy for me.

caroline was. she helped us move my things and was staying in new orleans for the transformation. she was the one person i knew who was an expert at gaining control and keeping it. i wanted her there for every step of this journey.

when we settled back with my things in the compound, my newfound family spent every waking moment ensuring my mortal life felt fulfilled. there wasn’t much you could do as a human that you couldn’t as a vampire- but they tried their best. we celebrated my final mortal birthday party in paris. i basked in the sun each and every moment, tanned my skin peacefully before i’d know a life of paled existence.

but i was more than excited for all i could do once i transformed.

elijah had already been lecturing me, day after day, of what was to come. rebekah, more than once, expressed her doubts, her regrets. but, overall, i knew they wanted me to transform. always and forever didn’t mean anything if i died before them.

besides, kol owed me forever to make up for what i’d waited through. and i knew he intended to fill every second with fulfilled apologies and secure promises.

that’s why i took his hand.

that’s why i drank his blood.

i was nervous, of course.

my hands were shaking, and my heart raced, as he kept his eyes on mine. he softly wrapped his fingers around my throat, holding my neck as loosely as he could.

his eyes were soft, unsure. “darling, you have a choice-“

“i choose you,” i cut him off with a soft shake of my head. i grinned again.

kol sniffled, “how lovely it is to hear that from your lips.”

he snapped my neck.

and i woke up in forever.

#elijah mikaelson #kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson x you #the originals #rebekah mikaelson #the originals x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #kol mikaelson x y/n #the originals x you #the originals x y/n #the originals x vampire reader

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madhatterbri · 4 months

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Just Hear Meow-t | K.M.

Summary: I was thinking Kol Mikaleson x Reader. Where Reader was finding blood for Kol because he was hungry. She found some blood bag from the hospital and she heard a tiny meow and she found a cute small kitten. It has brown eyes and mixed tan and brown fur, and it reminds her of Kol. She brought the kitten back, and Kol was eyeing at her, looking for suspicious. When she told him what she found, she gave him the cute baby eyes to convince him that Kol and Reader could keep it. :)

Author's Note: I'm incredibly corny. 😂😂

Requested by @twinklestarslight

You waited behind the hospital and tapped your foot impatiently. The nurse should have been out here by now to give you the blood bags. They weren't for you, but for your boyfriend, Kol Mikaelson. The pain in the ass, temperamental, sexy, handsome vampire that you grew to love. You loved him so much that you drove miles to a hospital to get blood bags for him.

"About bloody time," you snapped at him. "What took you so long?"

"They are getting suspicious. I had to go a different route," he answered quickly. He didn't want to be on the hit list of any vampires. You rolled your eyes and grabbed the cooler from him.

"Figure it out, or next time he'll be coming for a visit and not me," you threatened. "And you won't like it when he pays a visit,"

He nodded quickly. He had never seen Kol before, and he didn't want to. You told him plenty of horror stories from his past. He wasn't so bad now, but he definitely wouldn't mind tearing this man up. He muttered an apology and scurried back inside.

You turned to go back to your car but stopped. A tiny meow sounded from behind a garbage can. "The hell?"

You looked behind the can to see a kitten. The kitten mewed and took a few steps back. Brown eyes stared at you in wonder. Eyes similar to your beloved.

You set your hand down and moved your fingers around. The kitten walked slowly to you. His paw swatted at your fingers. You chuckled and stood up. You really needed to get the blood to Kol.

The kitten meowed at your sudden departure. As you went to pick up the cooler, the kitten jumped on your jeans covered leg. He climbed your leg to not allow you to leave him. His brown and tan fur is almost similar to Kol as well.

"I guess you chose me, huh, baby?" You asked and picked the creature from your jeans. You placed the cat on your shoulder. He snuggled into your face while you walked with the cooler to the car.

He slept in the passenger seat the whole ride home. You figured he hadn't had a full night's sleep in a while. He woke up once you stopped in front of your apartment. He yawned and looked at you. His big brown eyes full of wonder.

"Welcome home, little guy," You smiled and placed him on your shoulder. You grabbed the cooler from the trunk and walked to your front door. Your keys unlocked the door and you walked in. "I'm home, darling,"

The kitten meowed, and you tensed. Kol was never a huge lover of animals. His footsteps could be heard down the hallway. You grabbed him and placed him behind your back. "Stay quiet,"

"What?" Kol asked once he came around the corner. He eyed you suspiciously. "Did you say something?"

"Your blood bags are here. Sorry for the delay," you apologized. "The nurse was late,"

"Should I go over there and tell him that my girl's time matters?" He asked and kissed your lips. He ran his hands down your arms and noticed you were hiding your hands. "Do you have a surprise for me, darling?"

"Not exactly," you giggled nervously.

"What is it?" He asked trying to peek over your shoulders.

"Nothing. Just some trash I found that I have to throw away," you answered. You backed towards the kitchen counter. He followed after you, not believing you for a second. The kitten meowed in protest at being called trash.

"Was that a kitten? Did you bring a kitten home?" He asked. You sighed and brought your hands forth. The kitten stared at him.

"Honey," he started.

"Please? He reminds me of you, and he was hiding behind a trash can. You should have seen him in the car. He slept the whole way home. I'll take care of him," you begged. Kol picked him up from your hands. He rubbed under his chin. The kitten purred in delight. His eyes closed.

"You trying to take my girl, little guy?" He asked and held the kitten like a baby. The vampire sighed. He knew how lonely you were when he left to help his brothers. "Fine, you can keep him, darling,"

You squealed in delight and kissed lips. You looked down and smiled at your new kitten. He was fast asleep in Kol's arms. His little ear twitched as he snoozed.

#fanfiction #the originals #kol imagine #kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson fanfiction #kol mikaelson #kol mikaelson x y/n #kol mikaelson fluff #kol mikaelson x you

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soulofapatrick · 6 months

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The Art of Seduction - Kol Mikaelson x female reader

Summary: 𝘒𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘺𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴

Words: 2k

Warnings: none really

Y/N’s POV

I feel like a fish out of water walking into the grand Mikaelson Mansion, the opulence of the place is overwhelming, a stark contrast to my usual surroundings. My fingers graze the silky fabric of my deep crimson gown, a dress I’d never have chosen for myself but had been insisted on by Caroline Forbes—my well-meaning but sometimes bossy best friend. The material clings to my body, making me acutely aware of the unfamiliar sensation of wearing such an elegant form-fitting garment.

A delicate mask rests upon my face, concealing my identity and adding a layer of mystique. I run my fingers over the ornate design, feeling the cool touch of the silver and the softness of the lace that borders it. It’s a mask that was meant to make me blend in with the other masquerade attendees, but instead, it adds to my unease.

My hair, intricately woven into an undo, feels heavy and foreign on my head. It’s a stark departure from my usual casual, tousled locks. I resist the urge to pull the pins out but I know Caroline would yell at me if she saw as it would be an act that would defy the careful preparation that has gone int my transformation tonight.

As I look around the Mikaelson Mansion, I can’t help but feel like an outsider. The grandeur of the place is staggering, with its high ceilings adorned with chandeliers, ornate tapestries, and gilded accents. It’s a world of elegance and extravagance, a stark reminder of my humble roots in Mystic Falls. The guests, their faces concealed behind their own masks, move gracefully through the spacious hall, their laughter and conversation creating an enchanting hum in the air.

As I take a deep breath to gather my courage, I step further into the crowds of people mingling at the ball. The sound of hushed conversations, laughter, and the gentle rustle of expensive fabrics fills the air. My heart beats faster as I weave my way through the masked guests, feeling like a small fish in a vast and unfamiliar sea.

Suddenly, a hand, warm and firm, gently grasp my wrist. Startled, I turn to see a tall, enigmatic figure standing before me. It’s Kol Mikaelson, his deep blue eyes studying me with a hint of curiosity, as if he’s trying to unravel the mystery of my identity concealed behind the mask. His voice, laced with a seductive charm, breaks the silence between us, “Well, well, who do we have here?” He says, a knowing smile playing at the corners of his lips, “You look positively capturing, darling, but I can’t seem to place your face. What’s your name?”

My heart flutters in my chest as I maintain my composure, trying to conceal the nervousness that threatens to surface, “The allure of anonymity is a gift of masquerade, don’t you think?”

Kol's close proximity makes my heart race as I continue to meet his penetrating gaze. His eyes, a shade of blue that feels like a deep ocean, shimmer with an intensity that threatens to unravel my secrets. The corners of his lips curl into a sly smile, and his breath against my ear sends a delightful shiver down my spine, “Ah, a woman of mystery, I like that.” He murmurs, his voice laced with a seductive allure that makes my pulse quicken. His lips, tantalisingly close to my ear, evoke a thrilling sense of danger and desire. It's impossible to deny the magnetic pull he exerts.

Kol takes a step back, but his hand remains on my wrist as he extends his other hand towards me. "Would you do me the honour of a dance, my mysterious enchantress?" he asks, a playful glint in his eyes

A flush of nervousness courses through me as I hesitate. I’m not a skilled dancer, and I fear making a fool of myself in front of the Mikaelson crowd. But the way Kol looks at me, the way he makes me feel, is impossible to resist. With a soft smile, I nod and allow him to draw me to the dance floor.

As we start to move together, I can feel his strong, sure hand at my waist, guiding me with confidence. His proximity is intoxicating, and I can’t help but steal glances at his striking appearance. Kol is a vision of impeccable charm. His dark hair is artfully disheveled, his suit fits him like a second skin, accentuating his lean and elegant frame. The scent of his cologne, a rich and masculine fragrance, surrounds me, adding to the allure of the moment. The way he moves, the way his eyes never leave mine, is a dance in itself. With each graceful step, the world around us blurs, and it’s just Kol and me, lost in the hypnotic rhythm of the music and the unspoken connections that grows between us.

The song begins to come to an end and instead of letting me go, a gas is drawn from em when Kol’s grip on my waist tightens a little, pulling me closer to him. My heart races as I can feel the solid strength of his chest against mine, and his touch becomes even more intimate.

He moves my hand, which was in his before, to his shoulder, allowing his fingers to gently caress my cheek. His gaze, intense and unwavering, searches my eyes for a deeper connection. The world around us disappears entirely, and its as if we exist in a realm of our own creation, where the seductive allure of the Mikaelson Ball and the enigmatic man holding me becomes the only reality. His thumb brushes the edge of my mask, silently asking for permission to lift it and reveal my identity. But my heart clenches with fear. I can't help but turn my head away, my hesitation clear in the way I avoid his gaze. I'm afraid that if he discovers who I really am, he might pull away, and this intoxicating dance of desire and intrigue might come to an abrupt end.

Kol's eyes, still filled with curiosity, search my face for answers. He doesn't press the matter further, and I sense a growing mystery in his own demeanour. We continue to dance, but the unspoken question lingers in the air, a silent plea for trust and vulnerability and suddenly, almost too quiet for me to hear, “Shall we step outside?”

His question takes me by surprise, but the allure of the enigmatic Kol proves irresistible. Without a word, I nod, and Kol takes my hand, leading me through the maze of masked guests. His hand fits perfectly in mine, and his touch sends a thrilling pulse of anticipation through my body.

We navigate the grand mansion, leaving behind the music and revelry of the masquerade, stepping out into the gardens. The cool night air envelopes us, a welcome respite from the charged atmosphere within. The distant sound of laughter and music carries on the breeze, but out here, the world is a serene oasis cloaked in moonlight.

I turn my gaze to the gardens that sprawl before us, their beauty magnified in the soft evening light. The meticulously manicured hedges, the delicate play of shadows on the path, and the scent of blooming flowers blend together to create a landscape that’s nothing short of breathtaking. The enchanting aura of the Mikaelson Mansion extends seamlessly to the outdoors, where secrets and desires seem to take root in the very earth.

Suddenly, Kol’s fingertips brush over my shoulders, his touch as gentle as a whisper. A thrill of sensation courses through me as he traces a featherlight path down my arms, leaving a tingling warmth in his wake. The moonlight bathes us in a silvery glow casting an almost otherworldly sheen on the scene. He appears lost in thought as his fingers continue to trace down my shoulders and down my arms. His brows furrow slightly, as if he’s trying to piece together the puzzle of my identity. I watch his eyes, searching for any hint of recognition in the depths of their blue depths.

But then, something shifts. Kol stops trying to decipher who I might be and, instead, he gazes intently at my face. It feels like a moment of revelation, as if something has finally clicked in his mind. Without a word, he reaches over and begins to pull the pins that hold my hair in place. A sigh of relief escapes me as each pin releases its grip. They had been starting to dig into my scalp and were becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Kol’s touch, as he frees my hair, is gentle and considerate, a stark contrast to the wild dance of desire and intrigue that had been weaving its way through the night.

With the final pin removed, my hair tumbles down freely, cascading around my shoulders like a waterfall of silk. Kol’s gaze lingers on my unveiled appearance, his eyes capturing the transformation before him. His gaze lingers on my unveiled appearance, capturing the transformation that has taken place. The moonlight continues to cast its enchanting glow upon us, highlighting the moment of vulnerability and intimacy.

Kol, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and desire, takes hold of my chin between his thumb and forefinger. He turns my face and body to squarely face him, ensuring there are no secrets or barriers between us. His eyes search my face, exploring every contour and shadow, as if he's trying to etch this moment into his memory.

A soft hum escapes his lips, a sound that reverberates with a blend of approval and something deeper. In the next heartbeat, he leans in, closing the space between us. His lips meet mine in a gentle, almost reverent kiss. The sensation is electric, a blend of tenderness and desire that courses through my body. Kol's lips are soft and warm against mine, and they move with a slow, deliberate rhythm. His kiss is an invitation, an unspoken promise of connection and intimacy. I can feel his breath mingling with mine, our heartbeats in synchrony, as we share this moment of profound connection.

As Kol eventually pulls away, the moment lingers, and the air is charged with anticipation. This time, when he reaches for the mask, I let him. My cheeks heating up and I can’t meet his gaze, bracing myself for the initial revelation as I’m not as pretty as Caroline or sweet as Elena. But, instead of disappointment or detachment, Kol’s fingers brush my cheek and he sweeps me up in another breathtaking kiss. The passion and desire in this kiss intensify, as if he’s determined to show me he likes me.

The kiss is an intoxicating blend of passion and desire that leaves me breathless. Kol's strong arms wrap around me, pulling me closer, and I can feel the heat of his body against mine. His lips are demanding, and they taste of a tantalising blend of desire and urgency. His hands roam my body, exploring and igniting a fiery desire within me. My hands find their way to his shoulders, gripping the fabric of his suit as I hold onto him, lost in the sensation of the moment.

In the midst of this intoxicating moment , Kol eventually pulls away, his gaze intense and filled with a mixture of longing and satisfaction, “I was hoping it was you, Y/N.” He murmurs, his voice soft and filled with warmth.

A rush of relief washes over me as I meet his gaze, searching for any sign of doubt or regret, “You were?” I reply, my voice quivering with anticipation and a hint of vulnerability.

“I wouldn’t have asked you to dance if I didn’t think it was you.” He confirms.

Kol's eyes sparkle with a newfound understanding, and instead of answering, he leans in for another lingering kiss, a promise of secrets and seduction that bind us together in a night filled with intrigue and desire. The enigmatic allure of the Mikaelson Ball has led us to the precipice of a passionate and dangerous affair, and the unspoken promises of the night continue to unfold in a dance that defies explanation.

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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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klausysworld · 6 months

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I don’t know why but I really want something with Klaus breaking reads heart.

Maybe…. Reader and Cami have been kidnapped and Klaus has to choose who to save. He chooses Cami but before reader can be killed Elijah saves her.

Left for dead

Living with the originals was hard enough. Between the betrayals and the wars just within the family was overwhelming let alone outsiders going out of their way to destroy each of them.

Being with Klaus was already difficult, between his mood swings and temper tantrum’s he wasn't an easy person to love and yet I did.

Even when I realised he was in love with someone else, even whilst knowing he was kissing someone else, I didn't leave him. I loved him with everything in me whether it was killing me or not.

I had offered my life for his, I took life for his and I ruined my own life for his. With Klaus came his family and I did everything I could to welcome them as my own. Even after I found out that his sister knew that he was seeing someone else.

Hope was treated the way I would treat my own daughter and I loved more than anyone else to walk the planet. Maybe that was why I stayed, for Hope. Or maybe that’s what I tell myself because how could I have been pathetic enough to stay for a an who only saw me as a warm body.

For some reason I had it in my head that perhaps he loved both me and Camille. Maybe he thought I wouldn't accept it and so he kept it a secret but surely after everything he should know that I would never try to change him or invalidate his feelings. It was stupid to be okay with him seeing Cami behind my back, I was blinded by something I had created in my mind.

I would smile when Cami was near and I tried to talk to Klaus but he labelled me paranoid and brushed it off. So I thought maybe he regretted it and he didn't want me to know because he wanted to stop. Maybe he did still love me.

This was the ultimate test really.

Both myself and Camille were beaten until black, blue and bloody. A loop of our cries and screams echoed through my mind and bounced against the walls of whatever dungeon we were seemingly chained within. I had no way of knowing how long we had been there but my body and soul felt such a sense of relief when Klaus's voice rang through the building. That feeling only lasted a few seconds before our captures taunting replayed in my head:

"Klaus will choose between you both, he will decide who lives or dies. He may think that he can have it all, have you both but I won't let him well. Whichever one he chooses, the guilt from the other will eat away at him, he won't be able to stay with the other. You will all end up broken and alone." he had whispered cruelly.

Her heart pounded in her throat as she watched Klaus approach them both, his hands coated in red as he forced the bars that separated us apart and went to step through only to let out a gasp and drop to his knees. The with who had tortured us for however long appeared from thin air in front of Klaus and I automatically pulled my legs to my chest to hide in the corner.

"Only one of them leaves" he stated, a grin on his face. "I don't care which but you will choose one or they both die and the next to go missing will be your daughter"

At his words Klaus let out a vicious snarl and attempted to lurch forward at the man but a sharp pain forced its way to his head and caused a loud yell of pain to burst from within him.

I could feel my eyes burning with another flow of tears just watching his pain, knowing what he felt. I could see Cami staring straight at me. Over our time in here together she had often brought up Klaus's ultimatum, I told her that I knew that they loved each other. I told her that he would choose her. She was certain that I was wrong and that Klaus didn't love her but just used her as a release. But I knew what Klaus looked like when he was in love. Even so part of me hoped she was right, it was a dark thought, a horrible hope that I wish I didn't have but I really wanted it to be true.

I looked back to Camille, a tight lipped smile that was probably more of a grimace formed on my lips as I mouthed the words 'it'll be okay' to her and her head shook as tears slipped down her cheeks.

Cami was sweet, she was lovely and I loathed it. She wanted to die instead of me, she said I deserved to live more than she did. That I was Hope's second mother I was apart of the Mikaelsons. She apologised for ever being with Klaus and it just made me feel worse. I thought that maybe they were lies, maybe she secretly hoped that Klaus would choose her and I would be left to die.

I couldn't tell and it didn't really matter anymore. Not when I realised that Klaus was right in front of me. I felt a small spark of hope as his arms wrapped around me and he pulled my close to his chest. A soft sniffle left him and his lips pressed to the side and top of my head

"I'm so sorry" his voice whispered with a crack and I went to tell him it was okay before I felt him pulling away and I realised what he was apologising for "forgive me" he uttered as he made his way to Cami.

My eyes stayed blurry with tears but they didn't fall as a complete feeling of numbness spread throughout me completely. I could hear my captures sickening laugh spin around me and I could hear Camille asking Klaus what he was doing.

"Klaus- go back to her" she whispered but he shook his head

"I love you" he admitted and a bitter laugh left my lips. I covered my mouth with my hands and pressed my forehead against my knees. I shouldn’t have been surprised and I shouldn’t have been so upset. I knew he loved her, I knew he would choose but for some reason it hurt so much more when he actually confirmed it.

I could hear Camille apologising to me as Klaus lifted her up, carrying her to a safety I thought I would never again know.

As soon as they left hands were on me, grabbing and dragging me by my hair to force me to crawl wherever he wanted me. Uncontrollable pain shot through me continuously and I had no time to comprehend the sobs that shook my body. I felt my back arch painfully, almost breaking but not quite, my head was forced back so my neck was bared and a sharp knife went to the edge of my neck.

"it's unfortunate really..." the voice uttered before the blade began to sink into my throat. My eyes closed and I welcomed the quick death but the pressure stopped and a thud sounded from before me.

Fingers pressed to the place the knife had began to cut, a familiar scent engulfed me and an arm circled my waist.

"You're alright darling" the voice whispered, pulling me into an embrace making me grab onto the back of his suit silently. "He's gone now Y/n. You're safe." he murmured softly, rubbing my back before i felt him pull back a little bit. My eyes slowly cracked open to see his face, his deep dark eyes boring into mine with a knowing look of pity. Silently I watched as an array of reds and purples scattered under his chocolate brown eyes and his pearly fangs dipped into the tough skin of his wrist. The fresh wound was lifted to my lips and I accepted the metallic taste with a sigh. I drank for much longer than I needed, I expected he would pull be off but his hand only pet the back of my head gently

"Good girl" he whispered "just heal". His touch made my heart hurt and I didn't bother trying to stop the tears from falling anymore. My hands clutched onto his jacket desperately and I gulped his blood down as though it was water.

Soft touches were given to the skin of my face before his silk handkerchief cleaned at the dirt and dried blood that had dripped down my neck. Reluctantly I pulled away from his wrist and licked my lips clean. He wiped his own wrist and tucked the material away into his pocket. Elijah proceeded to pull the jacket off of his body and instead wrapped it around my shoulders. The inside was warm and smelt of home.

My eyes felt heavy with exhaustion and I gave him a tired smile making him frown.

"I'll bring you home now okay?" he whispered but I shook my head

"I can't go back" I muttered "I won't stay with him anymore. I should have left ages ago" I admitted and his eyes grew glossier.

"Where should I take you?" He asked gently and I shrugged

"Airport? Train station? I don't care just don't tell anyone you saved me? Please?" I begged softly and he nodded.

"I'll give you whatever you need" he promised "anything"

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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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