You’re a pretty popular singer/songwriter and you’re finally back home in Mystic Falls. You reunite with family and friends, piss off an ex, and meet some new interesting people.

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Author’s Note: The songs in this imagine are taken from Billie Eilish and Ariana Grande. I could never take credit for their masterpieces. Haha. Enjoy!

Never in a million years did you think that singing covers of songs and posting them on the internet would land you a record deal. The music label who had shown interest in you just thought you had an amazing singing voice, so they hadn’t counted on you being able to actually write your own music as well. So when they wanted you in New York just as you were on the verge of turning sixteen, it took a lot of legal documents being signed and assigning you a temporary legal guardian for you to be able to go. And in between writing and recording, you were homeschooled in order to keep up with your education.

You’ve been away from Mystic Falls for a little over a year now, making a music album and graduating a few months earlier than expected. Elena was still set to graduate and you were fortunate enough to be able to go home for a brief break and to see your sister walk the stage before you were to leave again.

You had wanted to surprise your brother and sister, so you texted your aunt Jenna for everyone’s whereabouts. They were at Mystic Grill, of course, but Jenna was swamped with papers that needed grading and couldn’t meet you there. So instead, you dropped by your childhood home to briefly visit with her before freshening up and heading for the Mystic Grill after making sure with Matt that your sister was still there.

Mystic Grill parking lot is nearly full, but you find a spot and then jog to the back entrance. You text Matt that you’re there and moments later he’s opening the back exit.

“Matt Donovan,” you muse, grinning. “Well aren’t you a sight for sore eyes.”

“YN Gilbert.” He grins back, opening his arms for a hug. “It’s been too long.”

As you pull back, you ask, “So what’s going on? I noticed all the vehicles out front.”

“Oh yeah. It’s karaoke night. It’s become quite the popular activity among the highschoolers and slightly older folk around here.”

You perk up at that knowledge. “Karaoke, you say? What a perfect way to surprise ‘lena and Jer. Anyone else here that I know?”

“Care and Bonnie are with Elena, and Jeremy’s playing pool with Tyler and a few other friends.” Your nose wrinkles and Matt chuckles, too polite to try and smooth things over between you and your ex. “Uh, the girls are there with some new friends of theirs as well. Not really good people, if you ask me, but the girls are friendly with them so we tolerate them.”

“Oh yeah? And who are they?”

“Klaus and Elijah Mikaelson,” Matt says. “The Mikaelson family rubbed a bunch of us the wrong way almost as soon as they got into town, but apparently the girls have forgiven them for what they’ve done. Fortunately three of them left to explore the world, but we can’t quite get these last two to leave as well.”

You chuckle. “Be nice, Matty. If 'lena, Bonnie and Caroline can look past whatever they’ve done, I’m sure you can as well.”

He rubs the back of his neck, sighing. “It’s not that easy, YN.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You push on his shoulder a bit, grinning. “Well enough about these supposed terrible men. I want to surprise everyone. Have any idea?”

“One,” he slowly grins. “Are you up to karaoke your own song?”

“Always.”

“Come on then. Tyler won’t like this, but we only have one of your songs in our books.”

You laugh. “Not to brag, but that particular song has become quite the anthem among the female population. I feel bad already.”

“Do you?”

“Nah. Now let’s go, Donovan. I wanna see my siblings.”

Matt leads you inside, sneaking you around until you’re standing on the side stage and listening to some unfortunate soul butcher one of the latest popular songs on the radio. Then when that person’s turn is over, he takes the stage.

“Alright, Mystic Grill, how’s it going tonight?” Several people drunkenly cheer and you can’t help but laugh off to the side. “So normally I’d call up the next person, but I have a special treat for you guys tonight. A friend of mine, most of ours really, has come home. She was a giant pain in my ass, most of our asses really, and I’m pretty sure she set someone’s cat’s tail on fire. On accident, of course,” he amends when there’s a scandalized gasp from the crowd.

You can hear a bunch of squealing then, your sister and friends realizing you’re home.

“So, Mystic Grill, please give it up for YN Gilbert!”

In the crowd, Elena, Bonnie and Caroline cheer and clap the loudest. Even Jeremy’s whooping and hollering, expression ecstatic as his sister takes the stage.

“Sister?” Klaus muses, looking past Caroline and directly at Elena. “How did you hide that from us?”

Elena grins, shrugging. “She took a stage name when she left Mystic Falls, and Isobel and John were smart enough not to mention her when they realized you only knew of me.”

“I can’t believe she’s home,” Caroline gushes. “And right before graduation too.”

The music starts and the crowd calms, the girls giggling at the song.

“Oh, Tyler’s going to be pissed,” Bonnie says.

Elijah, who’d been too busy staring at YN Gilbert, frowns as he glances at Miss Bennett. “And why would that be?”

“Because she wrote this song with him in mind.” Elena smirks. “Just listen. You’ll see.”

YN steps up to the microphone and gently cradles the mic on it’s stand as she sings, “You called me again, drunk in your Benz. Drivin’ home under the influence.” Several people wolf-whistle, Bonnie and Elena included.

Caroline turns to Klaus. “They were too young to be in a toxic relationship, but it happened. He wasn’t too happy when she left him behind to go record her album, so they tried long distance but it just wasn’t meant to be.”

Intrigued, Klaus turns in his seat to see the temperamental werewolf glaring at YN on stage and gripping his pool cue in a white knuckled grip

“I don’t relate to you. I don’t relate to you, no. 'Cause I’d never treat me this shitty. You made me hate this city.” She pulls the mic off the stand, walking to the edge of the stage as she pours her heart into the song. “And I don’t talk shit about you on the internet. Never told anyone anything bad. 'Cause that shit’s embarrassing, you were my everything. And all that you did was make me fucking sad.”

It’s Elijah and Klaus’ turn to chuckle when it appears every female inside Mystic Grill screams the lyrics along with YN. They watch as her presence fills up the stage, the patrons of the establishment whooping and hollering by the time the song is over.

Elena is anxious to get to her sister, but she stays put while the locals have their go at her as she hops off stage. She signs a few napkins and takes several selfies, and it’s Jeremy who gets to her first while wrapping her up in a hug that lifts her feet off the floor. They have a quick chat before he ruffles her hair and leaves to join his friends, and then YN is making her way towards Elena’s table.

You laugh as your sister hurriedly gets up, making her way around the table and throwing her arms around your neck. “You’re home! Why didn’t you tell me? Does aunt Jenna know?”

“Of course she does. I stopped there before coming here.” Elena is soon replaced by Bonnie and then Caroline, and you chuckle as you take a seat at their table. “So is anyone going to introduce me to the newbies?”

The better dressed of the two clears his throat and offers his hand over the table. “Elijah Mikaelson. It is a surprise and pleasure to meet you, Miss Gilbert.”

“Oohh. Fancy,” you muse. “It’s nice to meet you as well, Elijah.” Then turning to his companion, brother really, you say, “Which makes you Klaus. Hello.” Klaus smirks as he shakes your hand. “So, what have I missed? Tell me everything.”

Bonnie chokes on her drink and Elena’s eyes twinkle as the table’s occupants glance at one another warily. “You haven’t missed much. Not really.”

“No? Then where are your boy toys? Do I have to play nice?”

“Oh I think I quite like this Gilbert,” Klaus drawls. “You may be my favorite Gilbert.”

“Of course I am. I’m adorable.” You flutter your eyelashes at him, laughing. “But in all seriousness, do I have to play nice with the Salvatores? I’m not their biggest fan.”

Elena groans. “Just.. be nice. To their faces, at least.”

Your sister pouts and you kick her lightly under the table. “I’ll be nice to Stefan, but at the first sign of snark from Damon all bets are off.”

Bonnie nudges her friend. “Come on, Elena. That’s fair and you know it. Damon lives to rile up anyone and everyone.”

“Fine.”

“Right. Well can someone flag down Matty and order me a bacon cheeseburger and fries with a Coke? I need to visit the ladies room.”

Bonnie is already flagging down your friend as you quickly vacate the table, heading towards the bathrooms in the back. There’s a few people in front of you and you politely wait your turn, taking even more selfies with apparent fans before it’s your turn in the bathroom. Then after washing and drying your hands, you exit the bathroom.

However, you don’t get too far before a hand is wrapping around your bicep and yanking you back around. You roll your eyes when you meet the angry gaze of your ex-boyfriend. “What do you want, Tyler?”

“Do you think it’s funny to sing that stupid song of yours here?”

“What?” You frown. “Matt asked me to sing a song and that was the only one of mine in the books. If you have a problem with it, take it up with management.” You try to pull your arm free, but Tyler merely squeezes tighter. “Ow. Let me go, Ty. You’re hurting me.”

He steps closer to you, lowering his voice though the anger is blazing in his eyes. “You know everyone knows you wrote that song about me. I don’t know where the hell you got off smearing me like that. Our relationship wasn’t even that bad.”

“Really?” You deadpan. “Well my family and our friends think otherwise. Now let me go.”

“Listen-”

“I believe the young lady wishes you to remove your hand from her person.” Elijah’s voice sends shivers down your spine and you stiffen at the way Tyler’s expression turns absolutely livid as he looks up over your head. “Remove your hand now before I do it for you.”

Tyler sneers, but he smartly releases you. You stumble back, only to have Elijah’s hands land gently on your shoulders. “Really, YN? You’re chummy with a Mikaelson now?”

“I’ve only met them less than ten minutes ago, but in the time I’ve been introduced to them they’ve been nothing but kind. So if that makes me chummy with them, then yeah. They’re a hell of a lot better company than you are.”

He scoffs. “Mark my words, Gilbert. These assholes are going to get you killed.”

“That’s enough, Mr. Lockwood,” Elijah says. Tyler glares one last time at you and Elijah, turning on his heel and making his way towards the exit. You sigh and Elijah walks around so that he’s in front of you. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” You clear your throat to keep your voice from cracking. “I’m good. Thanks for stepping in.”

Elijah smiles and leads you back to the table with the others. The girls are staring at you worriedly, but you wave them off with a chuckle. Bonnie tells you that Matt’s working on your food and you try to get comfortable, but your arm is suddenly bothering you. So shimmying out of your jacket as best as you can, you stare down at the arm that’s bothering you and frown at the bruise that’s already forming there.

“Jesus!” Elena exclaims. “Did Tyler really have to grab you that hard?”

“Well it appears his anger didn’t get any better,” you say. “Thank God I dodged that bullet.”

“He can have a tragic accident on his way home, love. Just say the word and I’ll make a phone call.”

Caroline gasps at Klaus’ declaration and you laugh though Elijah, Bonnie and Elena suddenly look disturbed. “As much as I find that hilarious, you look like the kind of man who would follow through. So for now, we’ll table the maiming until he does something that really pisses me off.”

Klaus pouts. “Very well.”

“So onto a lighter subject,” Bonnie finally speaks up. “How long are you here for, YN?”

You look towards Bonnie, grinning. “If you’re wondering whether or not I’ll be here to see you walk across that graduation stage, I will.” She wiggles in her seat happily. “I’m also here to relax and possibly write a couple new songs since my manager says my best songs are inspired from here.”

The girls chuckle.

“Are you excited for your tour?” Elena then asks.

“Yes and no,” you admit. “I’m excited to travel and see places, but I’m not too excited to be alone on that bus. I’d rather have a friend or two.”

Matt chooses that moment to set down your food and drink, and you thank him before he takes his leave.

“We could always take a gap year,” your sister suggests.

“And ruin Caroline’s carefully concocted plans? I think not.” You take your burger in both hands, taking a bite out of it and groaning as the taste explodes all over your taste buds. Then after swallowing and taking a sip of your Coke, you say, “Besides, it’s not that long of a tour. I can be a big girl and deal with it.”

The first weekend you’re home, you spend all the time you can with your family and friends, and meet your aunt Jenna’s boyfriend Ric. You meet Damon and Stefan Salvatore, and while Stefan is perfectly tolerable, it’s Damon who rubs you the wrong way with his sleazy innuendos and constant flirtation with his brother’s girlfriend.

Then Jenna goes back to work while everyone else goes back to school and you’re left all on your own. You get yourself reacquainted with Mystic Falls, revisiting all your favorite haunts and shops. And now that you’ve been introduced to the Mikaelson brothers and Damon, it’s like they’re everywhere you always seem to find yourself to be. Klaus and Elijah are a delight to be around, whereas Damon always has you coming up with an excuse so you don’t have to spend much time with him.

You get yourself a journal and attempt to write, but as you pace around your house you can’t seem to find any inspiration. So instead, you grab up a few belongings and head over to Mystic Grill to pick up some food and a drink before heading over to park in the middle of town.

Some fresh air has always done you good, so you pick a picnic table under the shade of a tree and take a seat. Then with your chicken wrap in one hand and a pen in the other, you doodle and write and hope that inspiration will strike soon.

“Why is it that every time I happen upon you, Miss Gilbert, you have food in your hand?” You glance upward, smiling at Elijah as he stands there opposite you with one hand tucked into the pocket of his slacks.

Taking a rather vicious bite of your wrap, you huff a laugh and have to quickly set down your food and cover your mouth while you chew and laugh. Once you wash it down with some soda, you say, “Have you ever heard the saying 'the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’?”

His lips twitch in amusement. “Yes. I believe I have.”

“Mhm. Well the same can be said about a woman. Get a woman her favorite food and we’ll be putty in your hands. For about an hour or so.”

“Oh? And what food happens to be your favorite?”

“Chicken wings,” you answer without missing a beat. “Boneless and with fries.” You pop a fry into your mouth, humming and wiggling happily in your seat. “I love food.”

“I can see that.” He chuckles as he takes a seat across from you, looking at your opened journal. “Are you getting some writing in?”

“Trying.” You shrug. “Nothing’s really happened that would make for good music.”

“And how important is it that you come up with new material?”

“Not important at all. My manager suggested I come up with one or two songs, but if I don’t then it’s fine. I wouldn’t mind surprising what little fans I have with new content though.”

“Well in that case, come along with me. I’m meeting Niklaus a few towns over and I’m sure his tall tales shall inspire something.”

“Tall tales? Why Mr. Mikaelson, you speak as if I don’t know about all things that go bump in the night and your part in the creation of some of these things.”

Elijah goes quiet and the way he’s now looking at you makes you feel as if maybe you shouldn’t have told him. “Elena told you,” he realizes.

“Of course she did. She’s my twin.” You grin at his still dumbfounded expression. “Elijah, who do you think it was that convinced Elena it was in her best interest to come to an agreement with Klaus? As much as she’s in love with Stefan, she doesn’t want to be a vampire. She wants all the human experiences and I convinced her that the only way she would have all that is if she had someone very powerful protecting her.”

“And you would have that protector be my brother?”

You shrug. “Why not? He needs her blood to make his hybrids and she’s easily capable of donating a blood bag every other month. And besides, it pissed off Damon so it was a win-win in my eyes.”

“And what of your thoughts on me and my family?”

“You guys had a messy beginning and I’m kinda mad I missed all the drama, but I’m also glad I was out of harm’s way before Elena had that talk with Klaus.” Elijah doesn’t look convinced at your ease with such a secret. “I harbor no ill thoughts towards you and yours. If I did, I’d be bitchy with you like I am with Damon. Honest.”

“Who all knows that you know?”

“My family and now Caroline, Bonnie and you. We can let Klaus know that I know so he may speak freely around me, but can we please keep Damon and Stefan in the dark? It’s quite fun to see them struggle with censoring their words around me.”

“I must admit that I was a bit apprehensive of you knowing about our misdeeds since we’ve stepped foot in Mystic Falls,” Elijah says. He slowly starts to smile then. “But now I find myself quite relieved that you know.”

“Mhm. Now how long do you think we can trick your brother before he realizes I know you’re all a bunch of bloodsucking fiends?”

His smile drops. “Charming, Miss Gilbert. Very charming.”

“I try.” You flutter your eyelashes, chuckling as you finish off the last of your food.

Much to your surprise, you find yourself spending more and more time with Elijah. Your family doesn’t think much of it since they don’t really know, but on more than one occasion aunt Jenna has caught you having lunch with the original vampire.

And the one day they do finally realize just how often you speak with Elijah is when you and your family are brainstorming dinner ideas, and someone rings your doorbell. You answer it and are surprised to see it’s a food delivery. Confused, you tell the delivery boy no one at the house had ordered, but he only chuckled and told you there was a note inside. You thank the boy as you take the bags and he tells you not to bother with a tip because he’s already been generously paid. Then when you walk back into the kitchen, you set the bags down and slap away Jeremy’s hands when he smells the food and reaches for a bag.

The note inside reads: I recall a conversation of ours where you said this was your favorite. I found it impolite to just buy you dinner, so I bought enough for your aunt and siblings as well. I hope you find it quite appetizing. - xx Elijah.

Elena and Jeremy had been absolutely gobsmacked, but they didn’t deter you from pursuing the friendship, and aunt Jenna was just amused by the whole situation you found yourself in. And then after texting Elijah to thank him for dinner, you also asked him why he was suddenly sending you food. You had a feeling he had a favor to ask and you were proven right when he invited you to some museum opening that Klaus was eager to go to. Elijah was eager to go too, but he wasn’t too eager to listen to his brother blather on about the history they already lived through.

So that’s where tonight found you, attending a museum opening on the arms of Elijah and Klaus, but spending most of the night off to the side with just Elijah as he gave you your own history lesson.

When Elijah pulls up to your house later that night, you smile sleepily as he uses his vampire speed for the first time in front of you in order to open your door. He offers you a hand to help you stand up from the passenger seat and then tucks your hand into the crook of his arm as he leads you up the sidewalk and then the porch in front of your house.

“Thank you for accompanying me tonight, Miss Gilbert. I had a wonderful time.”

“No. Thank you,” you tell him as you turn so you’re facing one another, letting your hand fall from his arm. “I absolutely loved hearing the stories from your past. And how many times do I need to tell you? Call me YN.”

“YN.” Elijah bows his head just a bit as he says your name, lips twitching. “I know we spent all day together, but do you have any plans for tomorrow?”

“I do.” You frown before your nose wrinkles. “My producer secured some time in a music booth and I will start recording tomorrow.”

His eyebrows raise a little in surprise. “You’ve found some inspiration?”

“Mhm.” You nervously chuckle. “It’s a total different vibe than what I’m used to, but-”

“I’m sure it’ll be lovely,” Elijah’s quick to assure you. You can’t help but smile at him, this man having absolutely wrecked you for any future romance with anybody else in just the one month you’ve known him. He grins, no doubt picking up on a semblance of your thoughts and then chuckles when you blush and avert your gaze. “Well since you’ll be busy, call me when you’re free. We’ll grab dinner.”

“You spoil me, Mr. Mikaelson.” You huff a laugh, shaking your head in amusement. “Be careful or a girl could get used to this treatment.”

“Maybe a girl should.” His words make you freeze and your eyes subtly widen, and he has the audacity to chuckle. He reaches for your hand then, raising it up to his lips and your breathing ceases altogether. “Until next time,” he murmurs before pressing a kiss to your knuckles and then dropping your hand.

Elijah turns and takes his leave, and you watch him the entire time up until he’s driving off. You sigh longingly, a stupid grin taking shape as you bite back a squeal. Then turning around, you enter your home and stop short at the sight of Jenna smiling like a loon at you.

“Tell. Me. Everything.”

“What? There’s nothing to tell.”

“Really?” Jenna’s right eyebrow raises as she smirks at you. “That blush says otherwise.”

You scowl at your aunt and she laughs, and you lighten up a bit as you brush past her. “He’s a thousand year old vampire, Jenna. He’s not interested in some seventeen year old girl.”

“Yeah? Well the amount of times I’ve caught you two out and about together says otherwise as well,” she says. “If he wasn’t interested in some seventeen year old girl, then why spend all this time with you and getting you your favorite foods?”

You open your mouth to retort, but promptly shut it a moment later as you stop on the stairs. Huh. Aunt Jenna does have a point. But the longer you think about it, the more it just doesn’t make sense. Elijah is a very handsome man and you’re just- you’re you. “He spends time with me because he’s a nice man,” you end up telling her as you turn around to look down at her. “And he’s in need of some company who isn’t his brother or isn’t afraid of him for what he’s done in the past.”

“If you say so,” she singsongs. “I want to be the maid of honor at your wedding. I’m going to give the best I told you sospeech.”

You snort, shaking your head. “I’m going to shower and then to bed. Wanna grab some breakfast before I head out for the day?”

“Of course. Goodnight.”

“Night.”

The day of your eighteenth birthday arrives and you couldn’t be more ecstatic. Jenna was more than happy to host a get-together there at the house, but Klaus took it upon himself to throw the party at his mansion. So instead, you spent the morning with Elena, Jeremy, Jenna and Ric to have a birthday breakfast and lunch before going shopping with the girls for a bit of pre-party fun.

Elena, Bonnie and Caroline know that you have a surprise for everyone, but they don’t know what it is. You’re anxious, yet excited at the same time, and you decide to surprise your friends even more by dressing like they’ve never seen you dress before. So when you get home, you pre-snack with your family and friends before you decide to shower and then take over Jeremy’s bedroom to get ready.

You pair a black sheer lace crop cami top with a pair of faux-leather, high rise shorts and a pair of ankle booties that give you another four inches. Your eye make-up is a little more smokier than usual and your lipstick a deep maroon color, and you leave your hair in loose waves framing your face. You’re checking your reflection in the mirror, moving a strand of hair here and there, and you feel like you’re missing something. Your outfit looks good, but as you head over to Jeremy’s closet to rummage through his shirts, you grin as you find a dark red plaid flannel. You quickly take it and wrap the sleeves around your waist, tying them in a knot and then looking at your reflection once more.

It’s perfect. You’re ready.

Mentally preparing yourself, you give yourself a moment before leaving Jeremy’s room.

“Are you girls ready? I’m ready to go!” You say as you enter Elena’s room. All three females who’d been in the midst of adding some last minute jewelry to their outfits freeze and look you up and down in surprise. “What?” You ask when they don’t say anything.

“Where the hell have you been hiding this bod?” Caroline breaks the silence.

“And who are you trying to impress with it?” Bonnie wonders, slowly smirking.

You roll your eyes, chuckling. “It’s a special occasion. I wanted to do something different.”

“Well keep doing it because you are hot!” Caroline says. “Like seriously hot. We all knew you were pretty, but this? This is-”

“You’re definitely getting laid tonight.”

“Okay!” Elena laughs, smacking both her friends on the arms. “Leave her alone. YN is stepping out of her comfort zone for once and you’re not helping matters.”

“It’s fine,” you assure your sister, “but can you please hurry up? I have a surprise for all three of you in the car.”

At hearing there’s a surprise for them, the girls hurry to finish getting ready. But then Jenna stops all of you as you’re coming down the stairs and has you and Elena pose for some pictures. There are cupcakes she has for you with a single candle in each one and she takes video as you and Elena blow out the flame. Jeremy’s already gone, and Jenna tells you that she and Ric will be there later.

It’s dark out by the time you and the girls all pile into your vehicle.

“Okay. What’s our surprise?” Caroline asks as soon as all the doors are shut.

“So, um, you know how I was supposed to write a new song if inspiration struck?”

“Yeah.”

“Well.. it struck. It struck hard,” you say. Gathering up your phone, you plug it in and scroll to the finished song that the producer had sent to you just yesterday. “And I want you three to hear part of it first and give me your honest truth about it.”

“Why? What’s so different about this song that it apparently has you squirming?” Elena asks.

“Let’s just say it’s different. A lot different than what I’ve put out so far.”

Before anyone else can say anything, you hit play. The music starts and you hide your face in the palms of your hands at how sultry it sounds.

Caroline squeals. “Did you write a sex song?” You groan. “You did! Oh my god.”

“Caroline, shut up. I need to hear this,” Bonnie says.

You let the song play up until after the first chorus and then stop it. The car is quiet.. and then the squealing starts.

“Your range! Oh my god.”

“Who the hell inspired that song?”

You glance at your sister and you bite the inside of your cheek when you see her knowing grin. “Has he heard it?”

“He? There’s a he?” Caroline perks up. “Spill it right now, young lady!”

“First off, it’s just a crush,” you say. “I can’t help what comes out once I’ve been inspired. And secondly, thoughts?”

“Uh,” you sister huffs, “amazing! I obviously knew you could sing, but this? This was so good!”

“It’s definitely different, but it’s a good different. I hope whoever inspired this song inspires more because it’s hot!”

“You need to make that available online because I need to download it asap,” Caroline says.

You chuckle. “The fans will hear it first while on tour and it’ll be available afterward. But.. I am singing the song tonight at the party.” The girls cheer. “Klaus is the only one who knows because I got him to compel the guests to not record when I sing.”

Elena starts to smile. “Has Klaus heard the song?”

“No. If he had heard it beforehand, he’d never let me live it down.”

“Never let you live it down?” Caroline frowns. “Why would- oh my god! Elijah? You wrote that song about Elijah?!”

Bonnie’s eyes widen and you groan some more, and Elena takes it upon herself to fill them in the live-action slowburn between you and the Original. There’s lots of squealing, teasing and laughter, but when it dies down some you take the moment to finally start driving.

When you get to the Mikaelson mansion, you groan at all the vehicles already lining the driveway. Apparently Klaus didn’t get the memo that you wanted a small party.

“Caroline, I’m going to kill your boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend, YN. He’s just- he’s Klaus.”

“Well it looks like your Klaus or whatever invited the whole goddamn town.” You frown. “How the hell am I supposed to have fun when Tyler’s glaring at me the entire time?”

“Tyler’s still giving you trouble?” Elena asks.

“He pretty much leaves me be, but if he sees me out with Elijah or Klaus he turns into a wrathful prick.”

“Typical,” Caroline huffs.

“Well whatever,” Bonnie says. “Tonight is your and Elena’s night. If he starts trouble, I’m flinging his ass out of the party and putting up a barrier so he can’t go back in.”

Feeling a little bit better about the situation, you park and lock up your vehicle as soon as everyone’s out. Bonnie and Caroline walk ahead, arm in arm, and you do the same with Elena. The music is already thumping and though you’re excited, you’re kind of dreading singing your song now.

As soon as you enter the house, you keep walking because the party is in the backyard. And when you get back there, you’re surprised at the crowd that’s already dancing under twinkling lights that’ve been strung up. There’s a makeshift dance floor that’s been put together atop the lawn and a DJ doing his utmost to keep the crowd going.

Almost immediately Caroline and Bonnie disappear into the crowd, and Stefan steals your sister away after wishing you a happy birthday. You wave at a few friends, accepting hugs and cheek kisses as you walk around looking for a familiar face that you’re happy to spend some time with.

Surprisingly, it’s Klaus you find first.

“Went a little overboard, don’t you think?” You muse as you sidle up to him.

Klaus turns to you, smirk forming as his eyebrows raise in surprise. “Well, well. Don’t you look-”

“Don’t. Just don’t.” He chuckles and you shake your head, grinning.

“I like it. And I think my brother will like it too.”

“Who said I care about what your brother thinks?”

“It’s all in your heartbeat, love. Always gets a little faster when you’re with him.” You manage to hold it together for a few seconds before your shoulders sag. Klaus slings an arm around your shoulders and tucks you into his side. “I don’t know why you’re so worried. He’s trying for you too.” He points at something in the distance and you follow to where he wants you to look.

It takes you a second to realize who you’re looking at and your eyes widen at what you see. The usually prim and proper Elijah Mikaelson is now in a plain dark tee with its sleeves pushed up to his elbows and dark washed jeans. There are a gaggle of girls who can’t seem to keep their eyes off of him, and even one brave individual who attempts to speak with him.

“Who gave him the right?!” You quietly seethe. Klaus shakes with suppressed laughter and you absentmindedly swat at him. “Normally he looks like a snack in those suits of his, but right now he’s looking like a goddamn full course meal!”

He barks out a laugh then and it surprisingly catches his brother’s attention. You freeze when Elijah meets your gaze head on and then you nervously wave at him. He smiles before saying something to the girl who’s trying to gain his attention and then steps past her to make his way towards you.

“And that’s my cue to go.”

Your head snaps up and you try to grip onto Klaus’ shirt, but he easily pulls out of your grasp. “You’re a dead man, Klaus. I’m telling Caroline you’re an asshole!” But he merely laughs at you before winking, turning around to disappear into the crowd.

“Do I want to know what Niklaus has done this time?” You straighten up at Elijah’s voice and paste on a smile. You manage to hold it for three seconds before you laugh and shake your head, Elijah then chuckling along with you. However, his gaze drops as he looks you up and down, and you curse your heartbeat for speeding up. “You look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” You blush. Then wrangling your feelings together, you say, “And you look- very handsome. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you out of a suit.”

“Well even though I am the oldest here at your party, I didn’t want to look the part of a chaperone. I wanted to.. blend in, I suppose.”

You look him up and down, subtly gulping. “Well this look is definitely working for you. Kudos, Mr. Mikaelson, for looking like a snack.”

“A snack?” He muses. “Not a full course meal?”

You freeze as your gaze snaps up to meet his own and you find him smiling. Your face flames and he chuckles. “You, uh, you heard that, did you?”

“I did.”

“And Klaus knew you could hear me, didn’t he?”

“He did.” Your eyes widen as you’re about to curse his brother, but his next words stop you in your tracks. “And he wasn’t wrong. About me trying for you too.”

“W-What?”

Elijah merely smirks, producing a wrapped present from his back pocket. You stare at it until he tells you to take it and open it, and you’re pleasantly surprised at the blue moon locket inside. As you lift the silver chain and smile fondly at it, he takes it from your hand and has you turn around so he can put it around you. The locket settles right above your cleavage and you touch the pendant as a fond smile forms.

You turn to face Elijah, a thank you on the tip of your tongue, but he brushing your hair behind your right ear has your voice completely abandoning you. He smirks as you blush yet again. “Happy birthday, Miss Gilbert.” He then leans in and you hold your breath as he kisses your cheek. “Now go have fun. We’ll speak later.”

Elijah turns and walks away, a certain swagger in his step that has you staring a little longer than necessary. Then once he’s out of sight, you walk around in a daze until you spot Klaus and Damon having a conversation that looks as if he’s slowly riling up the Salvatore vampire.

Walking towards them, you grab Damon’s drink from his hand and down it in one swig. You grimace at the burning and then hand him the empty glass while addressing Klaus. “Your brother is a goddamn tease. I’m gonna climb him like a tree.”

Klaus snorts inelegantly, leaving Damon an opening. “Like hell you are.”

Your gaze slides to Damon’s put out expression. “And why not? I mean it’s not like he’s going to seduce me, fuck me, feed off of me and then compel me,” you say a little too innocently. “That’s a Damon Salvatore special, isn’t it?”

Damon rears back in shock. “Caroline told you?”

“No. Elena did,” you say. “She’s kept me up to date with everything almost as soon as it happened. And you, Damon, are not my favorite person so if I were you, I’d tread carefully.”

His shock morphs into disbelief. “And the Mikaelson’s are? You don’t know what they’ve done, YN.”

“Quite the opposite, Damon. If Elena hadn’t told me everything, then Klaus and Elijah sure did. I’m quite impressed by everything they’ve seen and done.”

“And you’re just okay with it?”

“Well yeah. After that little hiccup with Elena’s sacrifice, who do you think it was that convinced her to talk to Klaus and come to an agreement?” Damon shakes his head as if he can’t believe what he’s hearing. “My sister refuses to become a vampire, Damon, and I’ll be damned if I let you or your brother turn her without her consent. So what if she has to donate one bag of blood every other month? At least she now has Original protection so she can live a happy, human life.”

“You’re unbelievable.”

You shrug, expression stony. “I’m just looking out for my twin. Jeopardize her standing with the Mikaelson’s and I’ll stake you myself.” Then smiling, you look at Klaus and wiggle your eyebrows. “Give me about an hour or so to blow off some steam and then it’s my time to shine. The girls already know and have already heard part of the song.”

“And?”

“I’m either gonna die of embarrassment or end the night as one happy girl.”

Klaus laughs as you then take his drink, walking off to finally enjoy your party.

You hadn’t planned on letting Damon know you knew all about the supernatural, but there was no going back now. The cheerful atmosphere of the party is infectious and you can’t help but join in as you slide between a couple of your classmates. The music has you swaying and grinding, and you down the drink in hand before passing off the glass to someone else.

You don’t know how long you’ve been dancing when Caroline finds you, hurrying you inside and into a bathroom. She tells you, you need to freshen up if you plan to seduce Elijah and then proceeds to wet a hand towel and wipe you down. You’re laughing the entire time, but Caroline really knows what she’s doing and makes you feel like you aren’t a sweaty mess. Then when her job is done and you find yourself outside once more, Elena and Bonnie are waiting for you.

“Is it too late to be compelled?” You ask.

“Yep.” Both Elena and Bonnie hook their arms with yours.

“No time like the present to get over that stage fright,” Bonnie says.

“I don’t have stage fright,” you mumble. “I have Elijah fright.”

“Relax.” Elena squeezes your arm. “You’re freaking out for nothing.”

“Maybe.”

As you make your way to the DJ’s booth, Klaus is there to greet you with a microphone. Smirking, he hands it over. “Is this something I’m going to want to record?”

“Only if it doesn’t end up on the internet. This is a brand new song that isn’t supposed to be unveiled until I’m on tour,” you say.

“Excellent. I just need something to send to Kol and Rebekah. They’re going to be upset they missed this.”

You chuckle. “Mhm. Let’s just hope this is something actually worth capturing on video first.” Klaus leans over and mentions something to the DJ, and the music lowers. Mumblings of confusion start to erupt because the entertainment has suddenly gone away and your sister nudges you forward. Raising the microphone to your mouth, you say, “Hey, guys. So, uh, I know birthday parties are all about guests giving presents, but I thought I’d give you all a little something instead.”

Several people whoop and cheer, and you smile as Jenna and Ric push themselves to the front of the crowd. They’re not the only familiar faces though because you spot Jeremy, Tyler, Matt, Stefan and a clearly annoyed Damon dotted all along the front lines.

“I was instructed to write a new song or two and I’m happy to say I’ve actually written one. But- But!” You say a little louder as the crowd gets excited. “It’s new and I’m not supposed to be singing this, so if you aren’t my sister or my aunt or my best of friends, then please do not record this. I can’t afford to have this song hit the internet before I’m ready to release it worldwide.”

The crowd seems to murmur their agreement, Klaus’ compulsion no doubt kicking in and making them not go for their phones. As a last minute decision, you have everyone step back some off the dance floor. You have your friends bring in some chairs, placing them in front of the crowd and then take a single chair for yourself as you face them. Then spotting Elijah, a wicked idea comes to mind.

Suddenly feeling very bold, you smirk across the dance floor at him. “Elijah,” you purr into the microphone, “why don’t you come up here and take a seat?”

Elena and Jenna grin at one another, Bonnie gapes, and Caroline’s hands come up to cover her mouth as she squeals. Damon, Stefan, Matt and Tyler all tense, but you only have eyes for Elijah who narrows his eyes at you but whose lips twitch in amusement.

As Elijah walks across the dance floor, you turn the chair so that when he sits the whole crowd will see his side profile. He stops just in front of you before turning and taking his seat. “What are you up to, Miss Gilbert?” He asks as he looks up at you.

You wink. “Just sit there and enjoy the show because this is only happening once.” Then looking up, you inhale and exhale deeply to calm your nerves. At the forefront of the crowd sits Elena, Jenna, Klaus, Caroline and Bonnie. The rest of the boys stand behind them or to their sides, eagerly awaiting just what you have in store for them. “So this new song is.. different,” you tell the crowd. “You all got to listen and jam out along to my teenage angst, and now you get to hear something from me that’s a lot more grown up than what I’m used to.”

Bonnie wolf-whistles and Klaus readies his phone to record the performance. You chuckle and then look towards the DJ, giving him the signal to start the music.

The beat starts and Jenna’s eyes widen, she snapping her attention to Elena. “Yep. I know,” Elena says, grinning. “But just listen. It gets a whole lot sexier.”

YN walks her fingers along Elijah’s shoulders, letting a completely different persona take over for the duration of the song. “Don’t need permission. Made my decision to test my limits. 'Cause it’s my business, God as my witness, start what I finished.”

Jeremy leans down between his aunt and sister. “Uh, did either of you know YN could sing like this?”

“Nope.” Both answer.

“And we’re all okay with her apparently seducing a Mikaelson?”

“Yep.”

He shrugs. “Okay then.”

YN’s left hand stops on Elijah’s left shoulder before she slides it down his chest. “All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God. Don’t ya stop, boy.” She quickly walks around, throwing her leg over his lap and straddling his thighs. Her free hand immediately goes to the back of his head, grasping his short hair and pulling his head back as she leans in close. “Somethin’ 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman. Somethin’ 'bout, something’ 'bout, somethin’ 'bout you makes me wanna do things that I shouldn’t. Somethin’ 'bout, somethin’ 'bout, somethin’ 'bout..”

“His hands are gripping YN’s hips awfully tight.” Ric grimaces.

“Sexy bruises.” Caroline waves him off. “Leave it alone.” She whistles as her friend practically gives the Original vampire a lap dance in front of a crowd of people.

“I am definitely not letting Elijah live this down,” Klaus says as he continues to record.

YN sings some more, dancing around Elijah or sitting on his lap when there’s a growl from behind them. Klaus tenses as he sees Tyler take a step forward in his peripheral vision, but surprisingly the Bennett witch is the one who speaks up.

“One more step, Tyler, and you will regret it.” The wolf freezes and glances down at his friend in shock. “YN made her decision a long time ago. It’s time for you to move on.”

“Are you seriously okay with her pursuing whatever this is with Elijah knowing what he is?”

Bonnie raises an eyebrow at him. “YN knows very well what Elijah is. In fact, she knows what we all are. You included.”

His expression slackens and Klaus goes back to enjoying the performance. Though he’s plenty happy with what he has with Caroline, he has to admit that the Gilbert girl has a set of pipes on her.

By the time you finish singing, you’re sitting in Elijah’s lap with one hand gripped in his shirt. You’re panting a little heavily- one because you’re a little out of breath and two because adrenaline is still coursing through your veins- and you freeze in place as Elijah’s hands grasp the sides of your face to pull you into a heat searing kiss.

The crowd erupts and you smile against his mouth before tilting your head to let him deepen the kiss. But ever the proper gentleman, Elijah ends the kiss with a chaste peck to your lips. “To be continued,” he murmurs, sending a shiver down your spine. He smirks since he actually feels it.

“Mhm. Yeah. Sure.”

“You still have to cut your cake.”

“Pft. Cake? I don’t need cake.”

Elijah’s lips twitch. “My brother is still recording.”

His words bring you up short and clear away the haze that had settled over your mind. You tense in his lap before turning to find his brother in the crowd. “Niklaus Mikaelson, you better stop recording right this instant.”

Your girls all laugh as Klaus pouts and lowers his phone. “Take all my fun.”

You stick around Mystic Falls long enough to see Elena, Caroline and Bonnie walk the stage, splitting the time between your family and friends, and Elijah. You even get to meet Kol and Rebekah who rushed back to Mystic Falls in order to meet you after Klaus sent them the video from your birthday. Kol was a little flirt, but finally took the hint you would never be interested after Elijah pinned him to the wall and threatened him with some mystical dagger. And Rebekah was just happy to see her usually poised brother let loose a little.

You had wanted to help the girls move into their shared dorm at Whitmore College, but your time was cut short and you needed to get ready yourself. You knew leaving your family and friends was going to be hard, but you hadn’t counted on becoming so attached to Elijah so quickly.

“Do not fret,” Elijah says as you stand outside the bus, hands gently holding both sides of your neck with his thumbs pressed under your chin to have you looking upward. “I’ll drive out to a few of your concerts when I’m able to.”

“Yeah, yeah. So you’ve said.”

He grins. “Go say goodbye to your family. There’s a surprise waiting for you on the bus.”

You’re eager to see what surprise he has in store for you, but he’s right. You need one last goodbye with your family. So you walk towards where your family and friends wait, rolling your eyes at their smirks and wiggling eyebrows. Aunt Jenna is the only one who cries, but Ric’s there to comfort her and assure her that you’re a smart kid and would stay out of trouble. Elena, Jeremy, Bonnie and Caroline all hug you, wishing you a fun and successful tour.

“Well it’s been fun, but I think I should get going,” you say.

Suddenly the bus door swings open and Rebekah Mikaelson stands there. “It’s about bloody time! Come on then. Let’s get going.”

You gape at the blonde Original and then turn towards an amused Elijah. “My surprise is your sister?”

“Yes. She finds that she quite likes our music and I find that I don’t like you being all on your lonesome.”

You purse your lips at him, grinning a moment later. “Well it could be worse. My chaperone could be Kol.”

“He wanted to come,” Rebekah muses, “but Elijah and I forbade it. However, I wouldn’t be surprised if he purchases tickets for every concert just to be a nuisance.”

You laugh. “That’s fine. But are you sure you want to come with? I’m sure it’ll be quite boring while on the bus, not to mention the rather cramped sleeping quarters.”

“Positive. Besides, I’ve always wanted a sister.” Your eyes widen and Rebekah laughs as Elijah pinches the bridge of his nose. “Now come on. We’ve got to get on the road so I can tell you everything embarrassing that’s ever happened to Elijah.”

Worried

Kol Mikaelson x Daughter!Reader

Word Count- 1.5k

Warnings- Swearing, underage drinking, Kol being a little jerk

Request- i was wondering if you can write a kol x daughter!reader where the reader goes to a party and tries to sneak behind kols back but he finds out then also figures out she has a boyfriend!

“Dude, are you sure your dad won’t mind?” Lulu said from beside you.

“Ya. I mean mom’s on some witchy retreat and Dad’s losing his mind without her, so I just told him I’m hanging with a couple friends.” Lulu gave me a nervous stare.

“Don’t worry about it, ok. What’s wrong? You think he’s going to find out and then eat you?” She gives me a death stare as she rolls her eyes.

“Bro. You aren’t human here.” I just laugh and nudge her shoulder.

“It’s going to be ok. Alright?” Lulu just nods her head, “Now let’s get to this party!”

Walking into the house I’m met with the overwhelming smell of weed and B.O. My eyes graze over the crowd of people in the living room dancing. Well, if you want to call it dancing, as it looks more like a bunch of pubescent teens groping each other.

“Hey guys!!!” I turn around to see Lulu’s girlfriend Molly. Her short black hair, and clothes are messed up, which I can guess is from the dancing she’s been doing all night. The party invite originally came from Molly. Lulu is the type to rather stay in and talk about the long term effects of teenage drinking, while her girlfriend is the type to be the one drinking. How they found each other is still a surprise and mystery to me. But I’ve never met a couple more made for each other. Other than my parents. Or Aunt Hayley and Uncle Elijah. Or Aunt Beks and Uncle Mar. Ok, and Aunt Keelin and Aunt Freya.

“Took you guys long enough to get here!,” I can smell the alcohol on Molly’s breath as she yells in our faces. “Come on, let’s go get drinks!” Molly quickly grabs our hands and starts dragging us but I pull back.

“You guys go ahead, I’m going to go find Y/BF/N!” Molly just gives me a drunken thumbs up with her empty hand and a big smile. While Lulu mouths, “be careful.” Which I just return with a smirk. When am I ever not careful? I stood there a moment thinking and realized why she would get worried. I just shrug my shoulders to myself as I push past the kids around me trying to find my boyfriend.

“Y/N!” A voice sounds over the loud music behind me and I turn to see Y/BF/N. A large smile comes onto my face as I walk over to him. As I get to him he opens his arms and welcomes me into a large embrace.

“I didn’t think you were going to show.” He says as he lets me out of his arms and moves his hands down to the sides of waist.

“Well the way Lulu kept looking at me, I didn’t think I’d end up making it either.” I slightly laugh as I look over and see Molly dragging Lu to the dance floor, and I quite literally mean dragging. Lu looks like she’d rather be staked in the heart than be here. But we both know that as much as she hates parties, she loves Molly more.

“And what about your dad? Is he ok with this?” I just roll my eyes at the fact that even though he doesn’t know what my dad truly is he’s still terrified of him.

“Yes, he’s fine with it.” I told him. I’m about to ask him if he wants to grab a drink but seeing the way the smile on his face drops when he looks behind me, I quickly turn around to meet the dark brown of my father’s. And instantly my heart drops in my chest.

“No he’s not fine with it.” My dad says as he gives a death stare to Y/BF/N. I turn to see Y/BF/N practically shitting bricks. His hands were long gone from my waist.

“Um, hello Mr. Mikaelson. My names Y/BF/N. Y/N has told me a lot about you.” My dad’s eyes trail up and down his body and I can practically see the smoke coming from his ears.

“Well isn’t that funny? Because I haven’t heard anything about you.” I go to interject but he stops me with a glare.

“Y/N, we’re leaving. Let’s go.” I wanted to refuse but by the way people are starting to stare. I think it’d be a better idea to get the pissed off Original away from a crowded room of people. I quickly apologize to Y/BF/N and follow my dad out the door.

As soon as we get to the end of the driveway I turn to my dad.

“What the hell was that dad?” I yell. My dad looks at me with an incredulous look.

“Are you kidding me, Y/N? First I find you missing from your friend’s house and then Rebekah tells me that she helped you do your hair for some party! So I find a party full of drunk teenagers and find some hooligan grabbing my daughter!”

“That hooligan dad was my boyfriend! And you practically just scared the living shit out of him back there. And not even mentioning how embarrassing it is for my dad to come and pick me up from a party surrounded by all my friends!”

My dad just rolls his eyes as he walks to the driver’s side of the car.

“Get in.”

I just scoff as I start walking away.

“Where are you going Y/N?” My dad yells from behind me.

“I’ll walk home.” I hear the car door slam and wait for the car to start but am surprised when my father appears in front of me.

“So you’ll walk home in the dark. Where you could possibly get eaten. But, you won’t get in the car with your father?”

“Yes,” I walk around him and continue walking, “and also I’m a witch I can protect myself.”

I continue walking and don’t hear my father until I hear a huff and footsteps.

“Well, if you’re walking then so am I.”I just ignore him and keep walking.

Fifteen or so minutes have passed since we started walking and I haven’t said anything to my dad. Which I can tell is getting to him. I may be the daughter but he’s the child in this family. And when a child is ignored, they get bratty.

I watch as my dad picks up the stick in front of him and turns to me. I narrow my eyes as he points the stick at me.

“Listen here girly, I’m going to give you two choices. Either you answer me or I’ll use the stick.” I just roll my eyes at his behavior and keep walking.

I start to walk a few feet when I feel something hit my calf. I whip around and see my dad looking up to the sky with a sly smirk on his face. The stick is being held behind his back. I just shake my head and keep walking.

Maybe 20 seconds go by before I feel the stick poke itself on my back. The only difference when I turned around this time was that my father wasn’t hiding the fact that he was the one poking me. I looked me dead and in the eyes and took the stick and placed it only on my head. I just stare at him, I’m not going to give him the benefit of knowing he can make me laugh.

I just keep walking, which I notice gives my dad even more motivation to get me to break.

“Do you want to hear about the time your Uncle Nik got his ass kicked by a bunch of teenagers?” I just sigh and keep walking.

“Or how about the time your dad embarrassed his daughter in front of all her friends and pissed her off?” I just sigh.

“Ya I think I’ve heard that one before.” I say as I stop.

“Did you hear the part where your dad was really sorry and only did it because he was scared when he couldn’t find his daughter. And the thought that the person he loves the most in the entire world might be in danger makes him feel like he’s being daggered all over again.”

I turn to my dad to see him staring at me. I look at him sadly before wrapping my hands around him in a hug.

“I’m sorry dad.”

I feel his arms wrap around me tighter and he presses a kiss to my forehead.

“I’m sorry too, kid. I may be a thousand years old. But this parenting thing might be the hardest thing I’ve ever done.”

“I’m sorry Dad, for not telling you. I didn’t realize you would be so scared. I’m sorry that you have to worry about me.” My dad’s eyebrows furrow as he looks at me.

“Hey, don’t ever apologize for that. I’m your dad, it’s my job to worry about you. And I wouldn’t change that for the world. I love being your dad. And I love you.” I hugged him again.

“I love you too dad. And if you wanted to, I’d really like to hear that story about Uncle Nik getting his ass kicked.”

@daylightmikaelson

5 years ago TVD has come to end, Stefan died, lots of emotional damage and lots of happy reunions in one EPIC (I was feeling epic to write it) finale, I truly miss the entire TVDU fandom ♥️ let’s all remember the good times of those beloved characters, even the toxic and short living ones

Ps, if anyone ever feels like spilling their guts on this kind of trash, I would HAPPILY join and be there