Request by @okatu-trash: Where Klaus calls the reader is clingy and annoying.
Sorry it’s taken so long! I also hope that it is everything you wanted… sorry if there are any mistakes .
Things had been tense for a while since Klaus and Y/N had gotten back together. Y/N was over compensating by always being there for him, but what they didn’t know was that the more that they were around the more tense he became and he couldn’t figure out why. They both were trying to act as if everything was okay and that nothing had happened between them. But everyone else knows the truth… it’s just no one wants to admit it.
Y/N had been letting a lot of things simmer under their skin with everything that had happened between Hayley and Klaus. They would never admit it but it hurt. They wish they could’ve put it behind them and pretend that it never happened but it was flaunted in front of their face making it very difficult for them to pretend that it never happened. They were thrown into situation after situation surrounding it, it was like they could never escape it. The worst of it all was the fact they couldn’t help flinching when Klaus went to touch them for a while, it wasn’t a voluntary reaction it just happened. They couldn’t help wondering if this was how he held Hayley, was he tender with her like he is with them? Thoughts like this plagued them leaving a bitter taste in their mouth.
Rebekah was the closet with Y/N and she knew that there was something bothering them and was hoping that if they told her that maybe she could go to Klaus and make him see reason. Rebekah couldn’t begin to understand how Y/N must be feeling about everything that was going on, but she also hoped that her best friend would confide in her. But for Y/N it was hard because they knew that no matter what Rebekah’s loyalty was to Klaus and her siblings no matter how much she may love Y/N. Rebekah loves Y/N because they were her first true friend even with everything that she and her family had done, they stood by the Mikaelson’s side without fail. Even right now when they could all tell that Y/N was hurting. Well everyone but Klaus.
“YOU’RE SO FUCKING ANNOYING. YOU’VE BECOME SO CLINGY SINCE WE’VE GOTTEN BACK TOGETHER. YOU’RE MAKING ME FUCKING REGRET GETTING BACK TOGETHER WITH YOU. YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WEAK HUMAN INCONVENIENCE… YOU ARE NOTHING!” Klaus bellowed. Klaus was so frustrated with Marcel not cooperating with him and with having Y/N hoovering in the background wasn’t helping him. He knew that deep down they meant well but it wasn’t help him right now.
“Nik…” Y/N tried but before they could say more he had spun around using his speed and with his full strength he threw his glass of bourbon against the wall. The glass missed them but the strength that he threw it caused the glass to shatter spraying the pieces and liquid everywhere some of them hitting Y/N causing them to hiss in pain. A flicker of regret and pain passed Klaus’ eyes, but Y/N just walked away before Klaus could break out of his shocked state. Only when he heard the closing of their bedroom door did he realise. On the floor of their shared bedroom was drops of blood. Klaus shook his head because he knew that they would come back to him like always.
Y/N turned on the tap of the bathroom down the hall and got a cloth to clean up their wound. They knew what Klaus was like saying things in the heat of the moment, but this was the first time that he had ever thrown anything at them. Something in them broke at his actions and they didn’t know what to do. Because they do love him, but they don’t know if they can keep living like this. Maybe it was time to start putting space between them. How much more can they endure? But, the worse question that was rattling around their mind was does he still love me?
A Couple of Days Later:
Elijah was the first to notice. He was always the first to notice something different especially when it came to his family. It was the small things like Y/N not coming in to bring them a drink or just relaxing in the corner reading or watching the TV. But it was confirmed on the day when Elijah saw Y/N not on the sofa next to Klaus as he was sketching he raised a brow, no matter what Y/N always loved watching Klaus drawing and would enjoy sitting there watching him relax with a small smile they thought that no one would see. Looking around the room he noted they weren’t there. He couldn’t help a small wave of worry to settle in his mind about what was happening and if they were okay.
Elijah had a fondness for the human that brought his brother humanity back. But, he knew that they were struggling with everything that had happened with Hayley, Hope and Klaus. He was honestly surprised that they had stuck around for so long after everything that had happened, but he could see her breaking and he couldn’t help his annoyance he felt towards his brother for being so blind to what was going on. But, this wasn’t his place to say anything.
Rebekah the second to notice. She had noticed that Y/N had stopped doing the small things. Like her walking down and seeing Y/N sitting there with a coffee in front of them and an apple in hand noting that they hadn’t made their usual breakfast. This was the breakfast Y/N had when they weren’t hungry but they knew that they had to eat something. Another thing was Y/N was barely around the house and she was not able to find them until the evening when she would see them walking into their own private space or going into Klaus’ and their room.
Rebekah didn’t know what to do. She wanted to confront both Y/N and Klaus about it, but she feared that she would make the situation worse. She knows that something must have happened between both Klaus and Y/N because not long ago they were practically attached to the hip and now it would be a miracle to see them in the same room as one another.
Marcel and Hayley noticed at the same time. Hayley noticed when Y/N would say that she couldn’t take Hope. Hayley was understanding about the situation that Y/N was in and couldn’t imagine how hard it was to do everything that they had been doing and couldn’t hold it against them. She couldn’t say that she would be able to do the same. Y/N is one of the kindest people that Hayley has ever known and supported and helped her regardless of what happened with Klaus and the fact that she was pregnant with his love child.
Marcel noticed when he kept seeing Y/N walking around the quarter on their own, he knew that Klaus always sent someone with them. He would walk around with them and Y/N would say that it was nothing for him to worry about. That she was just exploring and enjoying the city, and she didn’t want to cause any problems for anyone. Even though Y/N was with Klaus, Marcel had no desire to use them. He thought about it once, but when he saw her talking to Davina and then talking to Klaus and him demanding her to tell him and she put her foot down and said no. He had a new level of respect for her.
A Month Later:
“If it isn’t my best friend!” Y/N could hear Damons grin through the phone. They thought about talking to him, it had been a while since the two of them had spoken.
“Day.” Y/N couldn’t bring themselves to smile at the sound of his cheery voice, the last month had been draining them. They knew that everyone but Klaus could see what was happening, they weren’t doing this to be spiteful to him. They hoped that creating space between them would help improve their relationship and they couldn’t say that it was working. It left them wondering what else they could do… wondering if there was anything else they can do or was it too late.
“What’s wrong?” Damon could tell there was something going on, Y/N normally always up beat in their phone calls no matter what was going on between the Mikaelson’s and the Scooby Gang. Damon had saved them and they respected him for that and they were best of friends, they were the first person to truly accept him for everything he has done and does. It is one of the reasons he thinks that Klaus loves them so much.
“Nothing, I guess I’m just homesick.” Y/N chuckled bitterly, that wasn’t a sound that he was used to hearing coming from Y/N. He couldn’t stop worrying that something seriously wrong was going on.
“What life with the big bad hybrid and his baby mama is not all it’s cracked up to be.” Damon snarked, he was hoping that his snarky attitude would lighten the mood but he could tell that it was having the opposite effect.
“Damon.” The warning was clear in their voice, that this wasn’t something to joke about. At Least not this time.
“Y/N come home.” Damon said softly, he knew how they were feeling about everything and hated that they were hurting like this. This is always how the conversation ends.
“I’ll think about it.” Y/N said softly, surprising Damon. Damon had been asking them to come home since he found out about the pregnancy, he knew that Y/N would put on a brave face and push aside how they were really feeling to ensure that those around them were happy. He hated that they would always do that.
“Where is Y/N?” Hayley asked from where she was sitting with Hope and Klaus on the floor. Hayley was grateful for how kind and helpful Y/N had been throughout her pregnancy with Hope and even after. Y/N was always there to take Hope if Hayley needed to do something, they wouldn’t fuss about it. Hayley had seen Klaus push Y/N to be more involved and they do it with a smile on their face, but Hayley can see the flicker of pain in her eyes.
“I’m sure she is here somewhere.” Klaus said dismissively as his focus was on his daughter but he paused and began to think when was the last time he had spent any time alone with them. The only time that he’s seen her really is when he goes to bed but then they are already asleep and when he wakes up they’re gone. He had tried to call her a couple of times to ask her to take Hope but she was always out or busy. He pushed his worry aside and decided to focus back on his daughter, he would deal with it later.
It was long till Y/N walked through the door and started to head to their own personal room that was a mix between a studio space and library. They didn’t notice that everyone was sitting in the living room. They had earphones in listening to music, completely lost in her own world as the others watched them walking past without acknowledging anyone. Klaus’ eyes bore into them and for the first time in a long time they felt that thrill of knowing he was watching them, but they couldn’t help but dismiss the feeling as wishful thinking. They paused and everyone watched to see what would happen, Y/N stood there tilted her head to the side thinking they could feel Klaus’ gaze on them and shook their head and let out a bitter chuckle at themself. Klaus wouldn’t be watching them, he hadn’t done that since before they took their break… he had more important things to focus on.
“Good one Y/N, like Nik would be doing that, after all you are nothing but a human inconvenience.” They snorted under their breath to themself, not realising that they had all heard what they had said. Klaus was shocked at their words and his family looked at him confused about what was happening between the couple, they all knew there was something going on but they never thought it was that bad.
The Next Day:
Klaus was going to fix this. He had to fix this! He hadn’t realised how bad their relationship had become till yesterday, he had spent the whole night up watching Y/N sleep and thinking about everything that had happened since they broke up. He knew that he had neglected her somewhat after finding out about Hayley being pregnant and with Hope being born. But, he was just trying to protect all of them… everything he did was to protect the ones he loved. How could Y/N not see that. He watched as they got up and slipped out of bed at 6am not even noticing that he was awake. He watched and his heart ached as he saw the emptiness in the love of his life’s eyes. He had to fix it there was no other choice.
A while later Klaus heard Y/N walking up to the house and knew that he had to talk to them about everything, it was time for them to talk and work through it all. He had asked everyone to leave for a little bit so he can do something for Y/N. He was about to make his was into the hall when he heard her speaking on the phone and decided to listen in.
“Seriously Damon I’m fine stop calling me.” Y/N sighed heavily as they walked in. Klaus stiffened at the sound of the Salvatore’s name, he couldn’t help the wave of jealousy that ran through him. He knew they were close and he also knew that Y/N would never betray him like that.
“Y/N he threw a glass at you.” Damon argued, he was furious about it. When Y/N finally told him everything he had almost lost it and came to New Orleans to either kill Klaus, kidnap Y/N or both… let’s face it, it would’ve most probably been both. Klaus couldn’t help but looking down in shame, he couldn’t help but feeling guilty about it and he knew he would have to work hard for their forgiveness.
“It was at a wall Damon. Stop being so dramatic about it all.” Y/N said, they could hear the annoyance in her voice. Klaus felt another wave of guilt and shame, because even after everything there they were defending him again.
“It’s not like he cares about you and how you’re feeling. Come on Y/N, you know it but you’re just hoping this blows over. You can’t keep burying how you feel.” Damon sighed. Klaus was furious at Damon’s words he knows nothing about how he feels about Y/N. He loves them more than anything, they are his forever… they are the love of his life.
“Damon, you don’t get it. I love him. Yes he hurt me, yes I feel like I’m dying on the inside. But, it doesn’t matter because I love him.” Y/N snapped, their frustration was getting to them and they couldn’t control their temper. Klaus, closed his eyes at their words. He was causing them pain and he hadn’t noticed… how long had this been going on?
“But, the question you need to ask yourself Y/N is does he love you?” Damon said and Y/N froze mid step at Damon’s words. It was something that they hadn’t wanted to think about, always pushing the thought away never wanting to think too hard about the answer. Klaus stood there hoping that Y/N would say of course he loved them. But what he heard hurt his heart and made him angry.
“I don’t know.” Y/N said so softly and so brokenly, it left a whole in his chest. Hadn’t he done everything for them, he got his Kingdom back, he’d given them everything and they didn’t know if he loved them.
That Evening:
Y/N had thought about what Damon had said to them and decided that maybe it would be for them to go away for a little bit… to figure everything out. Then when the time was right they would come back.
“What is it Klaus?” Y/N spoke softly, he didn’t need to look into their eyes to see the exhaustion, their voice said it all, their voice said it all… defeat and exhaustion.
“I love you.” Klaus said softly, hoping that this would remind them that he did care. Y/N felt their heart squeeze as they clenched their eyes tightly shut to stop the tears. He had said the three words that they had been wanting to hear for what felt like a life time.
“I love you. But, this isn’t working. I know that you are my only love, but right now we aren’t what we each need. I have to believe that if we are meant to be together we will meet again.” Y/N sniffed, their heart was breaking. Their eyes were filling with tears as they finally looked into Klaus ocean blue eyes that filled with tears and pain of his own.
“You can’t leave me.” Klaus looked broken and Y/N had to look away from him, because it was destroying their heart doing this.
“I never mourned the fact that you slept with someone else. We went into the break with two different beliefs and when we got back together you have to understand that it hurt me. Instead of talking you went and fucked someone and got her pregnant and you expected me to be there… to help raise a child that was not mine. We never talked about it and I became insecure with my position in your life. So, I became clingy… but tell me if the roles were reversed would you have stood by my side?” Klaus could see how broken they were and he knew that if the roles were reversed he wouldn’t have done what they did… well he would have because he does love them, but he wouldn’t have been as graceful about it. He knew that he was asking a lot from them but he loves them.
“Love…” Klaus broke off, his voice thick with pain and emotion. He always knew something like this would happen, but he had hoped it would never come to be… Y/N was always too good for him, too good for anyone.
“You know I would do anything for you. I feel in ways you’ve used it and taken advantage of it. I need space to allow myself to heal… I need time.” Y/N gave Klaus a sad smile, Klaus saw a small flicker of hope in their eyes. “Who knows, maybe we’ll meet again. Just maybe it will work out.”
Klaus watched as Y/N picked up their bags and left, his heart breaking as he watched them walk away and not looking back. But, he had to do one thing… he had to ensure that they were safe. So, an agreement was made.
5 Years Later:
A lot had happened in 5 years for Y/N. They had almost died… well technically they did die. One thing Klaus was adamant about Y/N having was his blood. He had compelled a vampire to take a couple of blood bags to Y/N to never tell him or anyone else where they were. It was 4 months after Y/N left that they were killed by a vengeful vampire after the Mikaelson’s, they knew the risk. They died with Klaus’ blood in their system and when they came to and realised they were in transition they were hurt and angry, they knew at some point that they would turn but they wanted it to be their choice. They wanted it to be with Klaus… with someone they trusted.
When the vampire stopped coming for blood Klaus heart ached because he knew that there were two possible things that had happened to them. He was just hoping that they would get their second chance of happily ever after. It was strange in the Mikaelson Manor without Y/N. Hope missed them almost as much as Klaus. When Hope saw a portrait of them she pointed to them and babbled making grabby hands. Y/N had been the one person who was constantly in Hope’s like and now they were gone.
They spent the five years traveling, working, exploring and most importantly healing. Y/N had to admit that they missed Hope more than they thought they would. They had been such a big part of Hope’s life, they couldn’t help but wonder if they would tell Hope about them.
They decided they wanted to take a walk down memory lane, they knew there was a chance that the Mikaelson’s had left New Orleans. But the truth was they were going back to New Orleans to remember some of the good memories.
They went to the bar and smirked when they saw Marcel talking to some of his friends. They couldn’t help the small feeling of her heart mending, in the five years they were gone it wasn’t just Klaus that they were missing it was all their friends and family they left when they left New Orleans.
“Well, well, well. What is it gonna take to get a hug around here?” Y/N smirked as Marcel turned around in shock to see Y/N stood there and vamped speed in front of them and pulled them into a hug and he knew.
“You turned.” He was shocked, but also sad for them because he knew it wasn’t what they wanted.
“Trust me, it wasn’t planned. It wasn’t even pl.” Y/N sighed, but they couldn’t help smiling at Marcel. They were just happy to be here to see him again… they hadn’t realised but this was what they needed.
“Does anyone else know you’re here?” Marcel was curious because he knew that as soon as the Mikaelson’s found out they would be all over them.
“No, I kind of surprised myself. I just took a walk down memory lane, I just got here after being in Mystic Falls for a while. Let me tell you that town is still a little bit of a walking disaster.” Y/N chuckled and Marcel couldn’t help smiling. He has never heard them sound so free and relaxed, it made his heart ache knowing that they all knew that there was something wrong and they all did nothing to help them.
“I’m sure Davina would love to see you. She’s around somewhere.” Marcel smiled. He knew that Y/N has a soft spot for the witch and will want to see her again, if they were going to leave. He hopes that they don’t. Honestly, it hadn’t been the same since they left.
The first Mikaelson to see Y/N was Kol and he had to do a double take as Davina went running to her best friend.
“Y/N!” Davina cried out, making them turn and grin at their best friend.
“Davina!” Y/N called out just as happily and when they looked over Davina’s shoulder they saw Kol and sighed knowing that word was going to get around about them being back.
Klaus couldn’t believe it, when Kol told him that Y/N was back and it was like something had lit up in him. He took a walk and went to all their favourite places like he would always do every evening and that was when they saw them, stood watching a violinist with their eyes closed letting the music floor through them.
Y/N tilted their head and couldn’t help a small smirk pulling at their lips as they felt Klaus gaze on them. They knew it was only a matter of time until he found them and Y/N could say that they missed him, missed him to the point that it ached. They had forgiven him and was now at peace with everything that had happened, they had wanted to go back to him years ago but they knew that neither of them would be ready and it would end up blowing up in their faces. Truthfully, coming back to New Orleans they had a small amount of hope that Klaus would still be here, but knew if he wasn’t they had eternity to find him.
“Hello Love.” Klaus spoke into Y/N’s ear and sent thrills down their spine and Klaus smirked knowing that he still had an affect on them.
“Nik.” Y/N sighed in content and leaned a little back into his warmth, it was so easy to slip back into how they used to be.
His arms around them felt right… it felt like home.
After her friends and boyfriend continuously leave her in danger and abandon every plan she makes for them the Originals slowly mend her breaking heart. The gang’s enemies become her friends with her and they don’t know how to feel about it. The last straw is walking in and seeing her boyfriend cheating on her and she runs to the ones who always care for her. What will the gang do when they lose something irreplaceable?
Y/N, Katherine & Kai:
They had been causing nothing but trouble in the Mikaelson household. Resulting in giggles and laughter filling the halls. It was nice that her mind was taken off everything that had been dumped on her in such a short period of time. Yet, there was still something in her stomach and it made her uncomfortable, but Y/N decided she was going to push it aside and not let it dampen her mood. She just wanted one day that didn’t leave her aching.
With the music pumping loudly around the house Ain’t It Fun Playing by Paramore. Kai thought it would be fun to destroy all the pillows he could find in the living room and with a little magic make all the feathers float all around them as they danced and drank. As they moved around the house a trail of feathers followed them. Y/N couldn’t help grinning at the reaction they would receive when the others arrived back, especially the big bad Hybrid.
“Ooooohhhh Klaus is gonna be pissed!” Y/N giggled at the two dancing around her. She felt free and happy, she was surrounded by people who cared about her not because they had to but because they wanted to and it was liberating.
“I think Rebekah will be more considering Kai did destroy her new goose feather pillows.” Katherine snickered, both girls looked at one another and burst into laughter as they continued drinking. But, Katherine paused too take a look at her best friend, the first friend she’d had in her whole immortal life. The person who had helped her get her freedom from Klaus hunting her.
‘You know Kat it’s sad to think that they are so willing to write you off as a bad person.’ Y/N sighs looking at Katherine. ‘It’s a shame because you’re not as bad as you come across. Don’t get me wrong you can be a bit of a bitch and I mean that in the best and most loving way possible. I’m also not defending all your actions, but I guess my biggest question is did no one ever ask you why? Why you wear the mask you do? ‘If we’re wrapping ourselves up to conceal any vulnerability, whatever happens to us has to go through all those extra layers. Sometimes love doesn’t even reach where we truly live.’ Alexandra Katehakis. I worry Kat that you have all these masks and walls you don’t allow people to see and love the you that’s under it all. I fear you’ll lose yourself and not know who you are underneath it all. I feel you’ve forgotten who you are. It’s okay to be afraid and vulnerable around others, you shouldn’t feel like you have to hide it. When you’re ready to talk, I’m here.’ Katherine had been trapped in the tomb and Y/N just walked in with a change of clothes some blood bags and cleansing wipes. She passed the barrier knowing the risk and yet still trusted Katherine enough to pass it without a second thought. ‘Why are you so nice to me?’ It was a question that had been nagging at Katherine since the first moment that she met Y/N and it was something she always wanted to know. ‘Because everyone deserves another chance. Because, what happened to you was cruel and while you are manipulative and vindictive. It’s not who you are in there.’ Y/N said softly, as she pointed at Katherine’s heart and there was a small smile on her lips and a kindness in her eyes that Katherine hadn’t seen in a long time… not since she was human. ‘Thank you.’ Katherine smiled down at everything in the bag, she couldn’t believe that someone so kind was willing to do this for her. “If Damon or any of them knew you were doing this…’ ‘I don’t judge others based off what other people tell me, I like to form my own opinion. You’ve done nothing to make me feel the need to do any of this to you. But, I want to thank you for being there for me when I needed someone.’ Katherine nodded and smiled at her, she could see a sadness in her eyes and knew what it was about and Katherine didn’t think about what she was doing. She just dropped the bag and pulled Y/N into a tight hug, it felt right.
Katherine will always remember that moment, it was always the small acts that Y/N did. Bring her blood while she was in the tomb. Or coming to sit with her and talk while she was there. At first she thought they were using Y/N to manipulate her into giving more information or get the moonstone, but Katherine could see she didn’t care about all that. She could see the worry in her eyes for her, the sadness when she had to leave. Katherine knew that Y/N wasn’t tricking her when Jeremy incapacitated her to get the moonstone and it wasn’t Y/N asking for it, because deep down Katherine knew that if Y/N asked for it she would’ve given it to her.
Later when Y/N came down and saw Stefan in the tomb with Katherine she frowned and looked at Katherine with confusion. Y/N rolled her eyes after Katherine informed her what they had done and when she walked in much to Stefan’s horror and dismay. She walked over to Katherine and handed her a couple of bags of blood and gave her a quick hug and said she’ll be back when she could. Katherine could remember the disbelief on Stefan’s face as he accused her of compelling Y/N with pissed her off. She wouldn’t use Y/N like they had used her.
Katherine shook her head and went back to partying with Kai and Y/N. They started to sing loudly dancing on the coffee table and the sofa not noticing that everyone had returned and there was a mixture of looks on everyone’s faces. But one thing they could all agree on was that it was great to see that smile on Y/N’s face. It was that carefree smile that radiated light and joy, that seemed so infectious that those around her couldn’t help but feel that same happiness.
“What the bloody hell is going on here?” Klaus’ voice boomed and the three stopped, looked at them all and then looked at one another and broke into giggles.
“We’re celebrating!” Kai shouts cheerfully.
‘It’s okay to have some fun you know. It won’t kill you to smile and laugh.’ Y/N once told all of them when they looked too serious or stuck in their heads. They could see the laughter and mischief in Y/N’s eyes as they looked at the three of them sitting on the floor with broad grins on their faces. Kai looked next to him to see Y/N turn and smile at him and then rest her head on his shoulder as she continues to grin at the group who had just joined them.
‘Kai you’ve lived your whole life behind a mask ‘You’ll never know who you are unless you shed who you pretend to be.’ Vironika Tugaleva. Let us see who you are. I promise, I’ll walk with you every step of the way reminding you it’s okay to be you.’ Y/N spoke to him softly and held her hand out to him and he was so hesitant, but he had spent his whole life reading people and he could see the raw honesty in her eyes and took her hand. ‘Now, the people you are going to meet are somewhat psychotic so you’ll fight in perfectly.’ Y/N grinned at him and he couldn’t help returning the smile, he could see the laughter in her eyes as she teased him and knew that he had found someone who would be there to help him through all the bumps on the road. He had seen the way she handled the gang and saw how understanding she was, the way she forgave them after they put her life at risk by using her to distract him without knowing it. He saw her purity, but the one thing that worried him was how long will that light last if they continue what they’re doing and what would happen when she finally let the darkness in.
Kai was snapped out of the memory and past thoughts by Y/N’s laughter and he looked at her and saw that even though there is a darkness in her the light she has still out shines it. He hoped it was them that made the light shine that brightly, but Kai knew that it was just who she was. No matter what she was facing she would always put it aside for those she loved and they were lucky to be counted as people she loved and they all knew that.
“What pray-tell?” Hayley crossed her arms looking stern, but they could see the amusement in her eyes and Y/N grinned at her sister and stood up.
“Feeling human!” Y/N bounced over to her sister and smiled at her before hugging her close, Hayley closed her eyes embracing her warmth and content of seeing her sister smile again.
“I feel like I should scold you, but I can’t help but feel a little proud. The parents went out and the kids threw themselves a house party, wrecking the house.” Hayley chuckled, pulling back to look at Y/N’s face which was split in two with a massive grin.
Y/N quickly escaped Hayley’s grip looking over her shoulder at both Katherine and Kai and smirked. Next thing they knew the three and the feathers were gone and the music and laughter could be heard in the kitchen. They all looked at each other shaking there heads fearing what mayhem those three were causing, but none of them could deny it was magical seeing that light in Y/N’s eyes after everything she’d been through in the last two days. She deserved this day and it was a silent agreement not to say anything for now.
“Oh, this should be fun. The last time I saw that smirk was the prank night when Y/N and her brother got hauled off the Sheriff’s office.” Tyler’s smile was so broad it looked like his face was practically split in two. All of them gave him questioning looks at this new piece of information that none of them knew about the girl that just ran off with two mischievous and devious individuals wondering what they could be up-to.
“Was she always like this, before the accident?” Haley asked, she wanted to know as much as possible about her sister. Tyler looked at Hayley and gave her a small nod before he paused to think about what he was going to say.
“Oh she was worse. Always had a talent for mischief and trouble. She honestly was the life of the party, but she mellowed out a lot after it all happened.” Tyler smiles at Haley who was surprised and he made his way to follow Y/N’s laughter wanting in on the fun, he knew that it was better to join in than to fight it because you never know what you’ll be on the receiving end of.
Klaus & Y/N:
Klaus had hidden in the shadows and was waiting for the group that had grown to include Hayley, Tyler and Enzo now. They helped him figure out where they would be moving next, giving him a warning so he could steal Y/N away and they could talk for a while. He wanted to check on her after everything and he wanted to do it alone knowing she might be a bit more open that way. It wasn’t that she would lie to the others it was more like she didn’t want to burden them with it all, but there was an ease with Klaus that she couldn’t explain. Both of them felt it and they always sort each other out when they needed someone to talk to, it was just something they do.
Snagging her around the waist he hauls her over his shoulder resulting her to burst out in giggles as the others just smile broadly as Klaus takes her to his room… well more like their room. He places her down on the bed and looks at her closely and notices that she isn’t drunk at all, even with all the alcohol she had been drinking.
“You’re not drunk?” He smirks at her.
“Nope, it takes a lot more than that to get me drunk after all I partied with Tyler for years and my brother was an even bigger partier, he taught me so I would never end up in a position of vulnerability. Not like I was ever alone, I always had my brother and Tyler no matter what. At the end of the night either one of them would be there to make sure I was safe… without fail.” Y/N smiles at him as she had a fond look in her eyes as all the memories flit across her mind and for the first time in a long time it didn’t hurt to talk about her brother or their memories.
“I just wanted to talk to you before the night goes on, because let’s face it with the amount of booze that is about to be consumed who knows what’s going to happen.” Klaus grinned at Y/N and there was that mischievous look in his eyes that she was so fond of.
“Oh, does Mr. Big Bad Hybrid have a plan?” Y/N grinned and moved closer to him, her grin turning into a smirk as they stood almost chest to chest and Klaus moved his hand to rest on her hips as she puts hers on his chest.
“I always have a plan Love.” Klaus grinned leaning down closer to her, his eyes searching hers and he could see nothing but fondness and it melted him. Only she had this affect on him and he couldn’t hate her for it, it was a warmth he had always craved. A warmth and safety that even siring his own line of hybrids didn’t give him… even with them her felt alone. But, here with her and everyone she’s brought into his life or helped him fix broken bridges with, he feels not so alone… he feels whole. Would of thought that one little human girl could do that, but then again she’s not human… she his Little Wolf.
“Do you plan to share with the class?” She looks up at him through her lashes and softly bites her lip. Klaus’ eyes are drawn the her lips and his hands tighten on her hips and she couldn’t hold back the grin that was fighting to break free. She tilts her head to the side and grins up at her, Klaus could see the laughter in her eyes and he grinned down at her.
“Not yet my Little Wolf.” Klaus whispered in her ear, Y/N shivered at the feeling of his warm breath on her neck and she tilted her neck further to the side allowing him more access. She couldn’t deny the way that Klaus made her feel anymore and nor did she want to. Klaus couldn’t help smiling as he ran his nose along her neck inhaling her scent and when he reached the base of her neck he placed a soft kiss before pulling back and looking in her eyes and they both saw the love, trust and passion in there eyes for one another. “Come let’s go and stop them before they destroy our house.” Klaus grins and picks her back up throwing her back over his shoulder and speeding out their room to find the others and all anyone could hear was her laughter.
So the talk didn’t go the way Klaus wanted, but he couldn’t help smiling at the love and trust that he saw in her eyes… he knew without a doubt he wasn’t falling in love with Y/N, he couldn’t fall in love with her… not when she had his heart from the moment they met. Maybe even before.
Y/N, Tyler, Enzo, The Mikaelson’s & Co.
They’re all sitting around drinking and talking about memories. Y/N couldn’t help the soft smile on her lips as she watched them all this was her family. She felt her eyes fill with tears as she closed her eyes slowly and let the feeling of their love and happiness wash over her. ‘When was the last time I felt this loved?’ She thought to herself as she looked at each of them laughing and smiling as they walked down memory lane as they drank. She swore she felt someone touch her shoulder and when she looked there was nothing and in that moment she knew who it was and a tear slipped down her cheek, not one of sadness but one of happiness. She knew it was her brother and when she looked at Tyler who was grinning at her she couldn’t help grin back.
“He’d be proud of you, you know.” Tyler said, there was a softness in his eyes and Y/N couldn’t help getting up and hugging him tightly.
“I know, I can only imagine the stories he’d be telling.” Y/N chuckles and a wicked grin pulled on Tyler’s face and her eyes widened.
“Oh I know!” Tyler chuckled and Y/N hit his chest and started laughing.
“Now you have to share!” Kol grinned wanting to know the mayhem his sunshine caused.
“Ty.” Y/N gave him a wide eyed look and he just grinned shaking his head at her and she let out a groan, but couldn’t stop the grin forming.
“There are just so many stories!” Tyler laughed and Y/N took one of the few pillows that weren’t destroyed and hit him, making everyone laugh as he groaned.
“Now now Little Wolf let him share.” Klaus pulled her against him and she pouted slightly at him only making them laugh more.
“Fine.” Y/N crossed her arms, but she couldn’t stop the smile. She leaned back against Klaus as she was on his lap and she was enjoying the warmth of having his arms around her waist.
“Oh, I know the one I want to tell.” Tyler grinned and Y/N couldn’t help but feeling a little nervous. “It was the party at the creek in the woods near my house.” Tyler started and Y/N let out a loud groan and they all knew this would be a good story.
“Tyler and my brother had made the infamous Lockwood Punch. That leaves you hungover until Thanks Giving… well those who are weak anyway.” Y/N grins at Tyler who laughs nodding.
“So, Y/N went drink for drink with me and Y/B/N. Damn the girl could drink, which didn’t surprise us. But, as the day was going on we could all see the affect it was happening and Princess over there and a group of friends got on the beds of some of the trucks the brought all the stuff down and started to dance… did a whole show.” Tyler was grinning and Y/N began to blush bitting her lip from grinning and laugh. “The music was so loud that both my parents and the sheriff was called. So, there we were all pretty wasted and everyone got sent home besides myself, Y/B/N and Y/N our parents took us back to my place and the three of us were sat there trying to hold back our laughter as my parents were giving a whole speech about our responsibilities and so on. Then Y/N couldn’t hold back and started to cry. Obviously my parents melted at the sight and this one got me and her brother in trouble say that we dared her to go drink for drink and she couldn’t refuse a dare… because she is the most competitive person you’ll ever meet. My parents just hugged her and she was grinning at us like she had just won which she did.” Tyler was grinning at Y/N because she knew what happened next.
“Look at you the little actress.” Katherine grinned with pride.
“That’s not the end of the story.” Y/N sighs and Tyler laughs.
“Go on, tell them.” Tyler cackled and Y/N threw the pillow at him only for him to catch it and Y/N to glare.
“So, we were all staying in Tyler’s room and the boys were on the floor. You have to remember that even though now I could pretty much go drink for drink with Tyler, but back then it was the first time and I was not in good shape. I had training the next day, the boys couldn’t wake me up and so got a bucket of ice cold water and threw it on me. Obviously, I screamed bloody murder and was forced to get ready for the day. Let’s put it this way training was a disaster and I ended up with a twisted ankle and sprained wrist.” Y/N scrunched up her nose.
“She was like Bambi on ice. It was hilarious. She walked into several doors and walls and proclaimed that they weren’t there before and some demon was tricking her.” Tyler was laughing.
“Hey! That door had never been locked before!” She pointed at him. “The worst was how I twisted my ankle and sprained my wrist. I tripped on a rug.” Y/N refused to look at anyone and they were all grinning and couldn’t contain their chuckle as they saw the blush rise on her cheeks.
“She then blamed it on the same demons who were moving walls and locking doors.” Tyler laughed and Y/N lunged across the coffee table with a wicked smirk and started to tickle Tyler who couldn’t help but laugh and he flipped them and returned the tickle attack making her scream and wiggle.
“No!” She laughed her hands reaching out to Klaus who snatched her from Tyler’s grasped and she grinned triumphantly at Tyler and the others burst out laughing.
As they drank more, more stories were shared and they all knew that they would be feeling it in the morning. At some point Y/N had passed out in Klaus’ arms. Her head buried under his chin face snuggled in close to his chest, he couldn’t help smiling down at the beauty in his arms and decided it was time for them to head up.
This is my first Umbrella Academy imagine. This is definitely a part 1, I just haven’t decided whether tp make it a mini-series or a full blown series yet. I hope you enjoy, you can find my updated master-list here.
Being one of the Hargreeves kids was no easy task. It meant constant training and missions along with the impossible standards. But you never complained, instead, you decided from an early age that you were going to do your best to be there for your siblings. Your powers were empath/healing. For people you don’t know, you have to maintain a physical connection with them to read/impose emotions. But for those you knew, you could read them just by looking at them. Sometimes, you could feel the distress without looking at them, it just really depended. So far, in comparison to the others, this power proved useless in missions so you were only ever called in after. Your dad had said that you just needed to unlock more of your potential and that you weren’t trying enough. But you were, you really were trying as hard as you could. You just wanted to be with the others.
Over the years you got used to it. You would sneak around at night and check in on your siblings, taking away any soreness they had from training and making sure they never had to face any nightmares. It wasn’t much, but it was better than doing nothing. None of them were ever any the wiser as you would purposefully slip in and out without waking them.
This went well until one night when you realized Klaus was not in his room. It wasn’t long before you felt it. He was scared, terrified. You went to Pogo and asked where your father had taken # 4. Pogo was hesitant to tell you, so you took his hand and projected just an instant of what Klaus was feeling. Pogo then explained everything.
You were extremely careful as you snuck out of the mansion. You felt so much anger towards your dad for putting Klaus through this. But that anger was overshadowed by your concern for your brother.
When you finally made it down to the cemetery, it wasn’t hard to find the tomb that Klaus was locked in. You struggled to open it and slipped inside.
“Klaus,” you said softly trying not to freak him out anymore.
But it was like he couldn’t hear you, not over all of the voices.
“Klaus,” you tried again, moving closer towards him.
When you didn’t receive a response you decided that there was only one way to get through to him. You gently reached out and held his hands in yours. Then you lived his nightmare with him slowly taking it away and replacing it with happy thoughts. Tears were running down your face as you felt to loneliness and fear.
“Y/n?” Klaus’ smaller than normal voice brought you out of your thoughts.
You wiped your tears and faked a smile towards your brother, “Yes Klaus?”
“Thank you,”
“Anytime,” you replied pulling him into a hug.
“Can we get out of here?”
“No, because dad would know and lash out”
“I-I can’t stay here alone, they’ll come back,”
“I’m going to stay here with you until morning. You aren’t alone,” you reassured.
The two of you talked for a while before you told him to try his best to get some rest. Which was an easy task once you used your powers on him. Everything was going fine until the exertion of using your powers earlier started to take over and you also fell asleep.
You woke up being ripped off the ground and away from Klaus.
“Number 8, this is simply unacceptable. I am so disappointed that you feel the need to continually disrupt your siblings’ training. I think it is time to take a more direct approach with you,” your dad spoke.
“Please dad don’t she was just trying to help,” Klaus pleaded.
“As for you number four, I think we will just be forced to extend your stay here.”
“Please, don’t, he doesn’t deserve this.”
But nothing either of you said would ever make a difference. Not to him. So you decided to do something you never would have thought to do before. You grabbed his arm and forced on him the emotions of his kids. The nightmares, the doubts, the fear, the isolation. Before you could continue you felt a small pinch in your neck and everything went black.
When you woke up, you were locked in a small room, with annoyingly white walls. The floor and ceiling were also white, your clothes were white. The only thing of color was an empty IV connected to your arm, which was odd, but you didn’t really care. Nothing mattered, not really, not anymore. You just felt empty and alone.
You were in that cell for 5 days and then you were allowed to return to your room which had been cleared of everything that you had once cherished. Grace came in to give you a vitamin explaining that it was supposed to help you. You swallowed it and laid down on your bed starring up at the ceiling.
Over the next few days, you refused to eat. You didn’t see a point in any of it. You didn’t feel anything. Klaus returned and locked himself in his room wishing that he could forget the last week of his life. But now that the voices were activated, they wouldn’t go away and he was too distraught to even consider learning how to control them.
Your siblings were told that you and Klaus went on a mission, one that did not go well. Reginald told them that neither of you were to be bothered. This naturally had the opposite effect.
Five was the first one who managed to see you. He blipped into your room and was shocked to see how bare it was, except the plate of uneaten food. You were just sitting on your bed staring at the wall.
“Y/n? Are you okay?” he asked.
But you didn’t even seem to register he was there. To say he was worried about you was an understatement. You were always the one that…well that didn’t matter. The point was that something was wrong and he needed to help you. He reached out for your arm, sitting on the edge of your bed.
“Oh. Hello, number five. I didn’t see you come in,” you said in a straight voice.
“Isn’t that an understatement,” he mumbled to himself, “How are you feeling?”
“I’m alright, how are you?” you said in a voice almost unrecognizable.
“Like you don’t already know,” he shot back trying to lighten the mood.
“I don’t, or I wouldn’t have asked,”
“What do you mean you don’t know? What happened to the empath powers?”
“I don’t have powers anymore,” you stated with indifference.
“Oh my god, Y/n I’m so sorry,” he said pulling you into a stiff hug. Your dad had said the mission went bad, but geez.
“Why?”
“What do you mean?”
“Why do you feel bad? I don’t feel anything, so why should you,”
“Listen- I don’t know what happened on your mission with Klaus, but we will figure it out, I promise.”
“What mission?”
Five was going to ask you what you meant, but before he could he heard someone coming and was forced to blip out of your room.
Y’all though I would leave… nah ah I’m back. Anyway this was requested by an anon and I wanted to kind of twist it, cause I do believe that the whole “I’m on my period and can’t lift a finger” not only is it overdone but it’s also not really believable since there are those cases of immense and unbearable pain but most women have learned how to deal with it so we overdose on pills and just move on… anyway enjoy!
“Klaus for the millionth time I am completely capable to take care of myself”
“I know that, but when do you ever let me take care of you? So be a doll, sit back and relax”
(Y/n) was always very stubborn, specifically when it had to do with Klaus seeing her as fragile. He was this invisible big hybrid that no one could really kill and she was just this mere human that he had to keep an eye out cause even a thin piece of paper could slice her skin. She had never really understood the concept of mortality until she met him, before he strolled into her life she saw herself as this strong, independent being that could take anything, yet now she had Klaus running behind her to make sure she was alright while he could take a stake to the heart on any given day without the fear of death.
“So I bought this tea for you, it’s supposed to relax you and its infused with lavender and vanilla, do you like it?”
He asked her as he passed her the mug with the said tea. (Y/n) was in her “lady days” as Klaus would call it, which she found really weird, a vampire that has lived over decades didn’t want to say period. Klaus had seen how uncomfortable she got and how she would get random pains in her stomach, the part that was more concerning to him was during nightfall, where she would try and sleep but end tossing and turning for what felt like hours until she found a position that was comfortable and stopped the cramps. So this time he made it his mission to make her feel better and ensure that she is well taken care of.
(Y/n) took a small sip and let her taste buds judge the new hot liquid that went down her throat. She smiled at him as she let her back touch the pillows once again, nuzzling in the comfortable fluffy blankets with content
“Tastes like vanilla with caramel”
“Good, Excellent. Enjoy your tea dearest, I will make you some delicious dinner”
Klaus was aware of how much (y/n) hated soup, it made her feel like she was in a hospital or reminded her how her mom would force her to eat it when she was sick, so now as an adult soup was the devil to her. With that information he decided on making her some mashed potatoes that she seemed to find very comforting and steak with gravy, what could be more filling than that?
(Y/n)’s dinner was quite small, she wasn’t this millionaire that could afford mansions because she was alive over a century, yet that came in handy since she got to enjoy her TV series and also watch Klaus’s back while he prepared dinner. She slowly sipped on her tea and observed him as he ran around the kitchen, gathering ingredients, mixing them and putting stuff in the oven.
“Whatever it is that you are cooking it smells heavenly”
“I’m glad you like it love, just give me a few minutes to prepare my presentation”
(Y/n) giggled at how invested Klaus was at making her this dish. If you had told her that she would find a man that would prepare a meal for her because he wanted her to be happy and full during her period a year ago, she would have laughed in your face. Klaus wiped the plate to make sure there was no spills or anything unnecessary, he served it with some cold lemon tea, (y/n) wasn’t a big fan of alcoholic beverages during her meals.
She clapped in an excited manner when she saw the tray coming to her. Her eyes where already on the plate, seeing that he had cooked her one of her favorites, of course he knew exactly what to do to cheer her up. As soon as he placed it right in front of her she took the knife and fork and dug started slicing the tender meat an took some of the mashed potatoes to smear it on her bit, when the first bite touched her tongue a little “mmmmhhh” was heard from her.
“Oh it’s so good”
“Still got it”
“Oh yes you do, you should open a restaurant”
“Well since my sweet is in that said industry maybe when you become misses Mikaelson we can open one together”
(Y/n) was one of the few people that actually loved to work in customer service, specifically in restaurants. She loved to get closer to the customers and be part of their great meal, that’s how they had met so Klaus never minded it, although he did mind when he saw her after a particularly difficult shift, hearing her groan as she took her shoes off and complained that she smelled like food. That part to him was quite hilarious, to him she was always… edible, one way or another.
“Don’t patronize me Sir, cause I might take you up on that offer”
“I hope you do, Rebekah would be more than delighted to plan our wedding”
“Would you be okay with me walking around our mansion being pretty and hiring maids and chefs to do everything?”
“Would I be okay with having you be the madam of our household? Dearest, that sounds like heaven”
(Y/n) put her fork down for a quick minute so she can pucker up her lips and let him place a kiss to show him her appreciation. Of course she had thought of marriage, immortality with him did not sound so bad when Klaus and his family would be around, her and Rebekah had grown to be get pretty close and Elijah was always kind and helpful with her, almost like the older brother she always wanted.
“Come now eat up, I have prepared some raspberry bavarian cream for desert”
“When did you learn how to do that?”
“To be quite honest, I saw your shampoo was with raspberry so I thought you might enjoy it”
“You spoil me way too much”
She said as she picked up the cutlery again but instead of cutting one bite for herself she offered it to him. He opened his mouth for her to feed him and smiled as they looked at each other, they were already acting like a married couple that was still on the honeymoon phase, still their honeymoon phase should have ended long time ago, now there they were still acting like 15 year old’s around one another.
“Of course I spoil you, what other reason do you have for staying with me?”
“I can think of a few, wait a few days and I can get in more depth over them”
“Naughty little girl… I will write that down on my agenda, for now I have to go and prepare your dessert. Get ready to be amazed”
Requested by anon. I love writing for Klaus but it can get very tricky since there are so many scenarios that have already been done and I try to do something that isn’t that much on the forefront if that makes sense. Enjoy!
P.S I suggest you read this while listening to George Michael- Careless Whisper cause it is based on the vibe of the song
Klaus dreaded seeing (y/n), not because he hated her- quite the opposite actually- he loved her so dearly that when she got caught caught in the crossfire between him and his wonderful father Mikael, his father used her as a weapon to weaken him, luckily she survived but the only reason she got to live was because Stefan had turned her. (Y/n) was one of the few people that appreciated humanity, it gave her a sense of grounding, reminded her that she was this little thing on this huge earth. When she turned it was the new world of possibilities and Klaus felt responsible, it all became so much for him, he felt like he had to be around her 24/7 and (Y/n) saw how controlling he had gotten even though she was immortal.
One night she left, in the middle of the night like a ghost and left the country, no one new her whereabouts for a few decades. Until she showed up to help the Salvatore brothers and defend Elena, she was informed about what Elena’s blood meant to Klaus and she owed Stefan so she braced herself for going against the man that she loved.
In classic Niklaus Mikaelson style him and his siblings had decided to throw a ball and what better way to see your ex lover than her attending your party with your new nemesis? She even went to buy a dress for the occasion, she wanted to make an entrance, it was the first time he would see her again and if he daggered her she need to go out in style. The dress was an Off the Shoulder 3D Lace Flower Sweetheart Bridal Ball Gown in pastel blue, Stefan had made fun of her for choosing an actual wedding gown nevertheless fashion is fashion and when she laid eyes on it she couldn’t find it in her heart to skip it.
She walked in the mansion she knew very well with the company of Damon, who was also dressed to impress, (Y/n) and Damon shared their love for fashion and the dry and dark humor so she needed him to keep her up and running with his clever remarks.
“You are trembling”
“That’s because I’m scared”
She admitted right before she stepped foot on the main room, looking around and letting all the memories flood her mind, it was like no one else was in the room, as the memories took form and she saw them two running around and being a couple. A lump in her throat started to form, making it hard to breath as she tried to swallow it down, squeezing Damon’s arm as a way to signal him for her weird mix of emotions.
“You’ll be alright, if he wanted to hurt you he would have found you ages ago”
“I suppose you are right, I need alcohol”
Klaus had seen her walk in, he was on the top of the stairs, hanging in the shadows with his brother Elijah, both of them stunned by (y/n) walking in the room, arms linked with none other than Damon Salvatore and looking as stunning as always.
“After all this time”
Elijah spoke first, understanding that his little brother was still trying to comprehend the situation that was unravelling right in front of his eyes. Klaus felt like time froze, everything else leaving his sight and it was only (y/n), walking in his home in her dress, not even walking to him it seemed like she was floating around like a fairy princess that came to bless everyone with her existence. Her ethereal presence, her untouchable beauty, the way she seized to exist brought him to this indescribable state of shock, he couldn’t even express what he was feeling when he saw her.
“Brother, are you alright?”
“No”
He finally managed to utter out. Of course he wasn’t, he had imagined this so many times yet he never thought it would happen, he had accepted it, shoved his feelings back and tried to understand why she left and now here she was, strolling in and bringing back everything he had hid for all those years.
“You don’t have to talk to her”
“I want to Elijah… I must”
His legs moved on their own, with their target being on (y/n). He had no idea what he was going to say or how he was going to react, it didn’t matter, he just needed to be next to her, to hear her voice. His mind was clouded by millions of thoughts and questions that he wanted her to answer, if he managed to get them out.
“(Y/n)”
He called for her as he stood behind her. She froze, thinking over her if it was too late to run or just pass out, her legs were already shaking so it wouldn’t be that hard to just collapse. The glass of champagne she had just grabbed reached her mouth for a big sip of encouragement before she slowly turned to face the man she had shared so much with. He looked as handsome as he had always been, yet the harsh stare brought her a wave of goosebumps.
“Hello Niklaus”
“Can you tell your friend to give us a minute?”
The word friend was filled with venom. He couldn’t understand why she had chosen him as a companion, another factor of his annoyance was that their appearance together meant they knew where she was and chose to not share that information with him. (Y/n) looked over at Damon and nodded, a sign that she felt confident enough to be alone with him, she wasn’t but she felt like she owed him that much. Damon excused himself and walked away to give them some privacy, he understood that the pressure that was put on (y/n) was a lot for one to handle, so if she needed a minute with the psychopath then he would gladly let her.
“You’re here”
“Stefan asked me to come and… help him”
“Be honest with me love, he knows I would never hurt you so he wanted you as a secret weapon”
“You would never hurt me?”
It was a genuine question. He had every right to be mad at her, try to harm her and seek revenge in true Klaus style, everyday she wondered if it would be the day he came after her and tortured her or killed him. Now there they are, looking at one another and not knowing what to say
“You think so low of me?”
“No, that’s not it”
“Dance with me”
He couldn’t take it any longer. This awkward conversation, her cold demeanor, his nervous side that was preventing him from grabbing her and kissing her in front of everyone. At least he would be able to touch her when they danced, He offered his hand and waited for a minute, (y/n) was caught off guard, the last thing in her mind was for Klaus to ask her to dance, she took two big gulps emptying the glass and left it to the side before she placed her hand in his and let him lead the way to the dancefloor.
As he brought her close to his chest he got a good whiff of her sour cherry perfume, it was so suiting, the only way he could describe it was like biting into a sweet juicy cherry your lover gave you and finding out it was poisonous. She smelled like a sweet death from your lovers hand, very fitting for the situation
“Your dress is exquisite”
“It’s a wedding gown”
“I always wondered what you would look like on our wedding day”
He said as he spun her around and brought her to him once more, leaving her speechless as her lips slightly parted in surprise. (Y/n) knew Klaus loved her dearly, still the subject of marriage had never been brought up, she didn’t blame him, the man was supposed to leave for all eternity, she worried more about him bringing up turning her to a vampire than a wedding ring.
“Won’t you ask me why I left”
“No, I’d rather dance with you for a while, since I know I’m never going to dance like that again”
“Why not?”
“A dance is for the gentleman to show off his partner, make her feel special. No one is more special than you love”
“Stop please”
She felt tears cloud her eyes, tears that she refused to let them run down her cheek. As she rested her head on his shoulder and followed his lead, she let her love for him show for at least tonight. She had missed him so much, that his gentle nature felt like a drug that she would allow it to kill her. Klaus felt like he was in heaven, having her back in his arms was something he thought he would never experience ever again, this was a treat from above, even though she came in aid to something that did not work in his favor.
“Maybe it’s better this way”
She whispered. She didn’t know if they would ever get back together, maybe in the future, she never thought he would take her back, so she held it together and did her best to enjoy her time. She looked up at him, her eyes making him feel like he was finally home, those sparkling eyes he had seen in his dreams, the eyes that every time they looked at him he felt weak.
“We could have been so good together”
“We’d hurt each other with the thing we want to say”
She replied back. Klaus was a man filled with pride, he loved her but he didn’t know how to love in a healthy way, at first she tried her best to understand and to help him, after the Mikael incident where he took all the blame things only got worst, he became vengeful, dark, his temper was extremely unstable and (y/n) was no angel. She winced at the memories of the things she had yelled in his face, she could be vicious and ruthless, her wicked tongue was her biggest weapon and the bullets wounded him deeply.
“I should have know better than to hurt my only true friend, I wasted the chance that I was given”
Happy Birthday to the first friend I made on Tumblr, the one who always has my back, the one to support me through my highs and lows. I love you so much you crazy, lovely, beautiful woman @thebadboyfanclub
My wife here decided to honor me and post on her tumblr her wishes for my birthday. I love you so much and thank you for supporting me through all of my mood swings and helping me figure out tumblr!!!! I owe you this entire page since your blog is why I started it. I love you so much
Paring: Klaus x Reader, featuring Stefan, Damon and Elena
Words: 1545
Warnings: none
Author’s note: Sorry it took me so long to write this, I hope you’ll enjoy.
Requested by theoriginalfan
39 “Would you do something for me?” “For you anything.” “Great, would you go to the store and get me ice-cream?”
40 “this is not a date. It is two people meeting after they haven’t seen each other for a while.” “So, it’s a date.”
‘Where are you going?’ asked Elena while walking into Y/N’s room and seeing her getting ready.
‘I am going to see a guy.’ Y/n answered not looking away from a large mirror as she was putting on her favourite lipstick.
Elena raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms, ‘do I know him?’ She suspected who it might be, but she wanted to hear it.
Of course, she knew him, everyone knew him, Y/n thought. She turned around to face Elena while nibbling on her bottom lip.
The girl let out a sight before saying, ‘not him. Not again.’ She pursed her lips, awaiting the confirmation. But Y/n didn’t know what to say, what to feel. Should she tell her friend where and with who she was meeting, or should she tell her that it is her life and, she will do whatever she wants to? And she will meet whoever she wants to. ‘Why Y/n do you always have to give into his manipulation? He disappeared for over five years.’
‘I know but –‘
‘No, you clearly don’t. You know what if you want to go back to dating him then be my guest, but don’t come back to cry on my shoulder.’ Elena turned around and started for the door.
When Y/N was left alone, quiet tears escaped her eyes. She looked in the mirror, ‘stop crying, you idiot, you can do whatever the fuck you want, and no one will rule you around.’ With that, she fixed her make-up, put on a jacket and left her room.
She sat at the bar and ordered some whiskey.
‘You are too pretty to sit here alone.’ Said a quite drunk and scruffy guy, settling on the bar stool right next to her. She could smell his alcohol and cigarette breath.
‘I am not alone actually,’ she stared into the glass and considered if she should empty it quickly and get another one.
The man looped his arm around her waist, ‘you couldn’t be more right’, his words stung her neck. Her body tensed and she couldn’t find it in her to move away when it was the most reasonable thing to do.
‘I believe she meant me, mate, now get your hand off my lady, or I will break it.’ The man immediately unwrapped his arm and left her. She didn’t make a move, but her heart now raced in a tight cage. ‘You shouldn’t let them speak to you like this, love.’ Klaus took the other man’s seat. She could feel his eyes on her which didn’t help her racing heart.
She lifted the glass and tilted it with trembling hand and gulped the content of it. She then looked at him turning her body slightly, so it faced him, her head rested on her knuckles, and her bare elbow rested on the cold bar table. ‘Why do you care? You left me.’
His gaze lowered, ‘I had no choice. But I want to make it right.’ His glittery eyes found hers again, and his hand travelled to her left hand which rested on her lap on which laid her jacket.
It reminded her of the times when they dated, and so she automatically moved it away as if it burned her. ‘Don’t’, she whispered, knowing he would hear it, with that he took his hand.
‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have, perhaps I should go.’ Klaus started to get off his seat.
‘I don’t want you to go. I just, just don’t understand,’ their eyes met again. ‘Why did you leave?’
Klaus sighted and sat down … ‘Now you know my family, and I were trapped.’
‘I am so sorry. I – I didn’t know.’ Y/n rested her hand on Klaus’s, and he held it tight as if he never wanted to let go of her. Their bodies leaning closer, their lips pursing and eyes closing.
Someone cleared their throat behind them. Both of them untangled, and y/n felt the heat rising to her cheeks, Klaus’s eyes boiled with fire like from hell.
‘What the hell are you doing, herewithhim?’Damon pointed at Klaus and reached for Y/n hand to lead her out of the bar.
‘Damon let go of me.’ She shrugged her hand away.
‘Mate, to me it seems like she doesn’t want to go with you.’Klaus stood defensively in front of her. The two vampires resembled two lions fighting over territory.
‘Enough. The both of you.’
‘Y/n I don’t want to you hurting again.’ Damon look deeply into her eyes, ‘you are my little sister, and I just want to protect you.’
‘We were just talking.’
‘It didn’t look like it.’
Klaus cleared his throat, ‘sorry love, but I’m afraid we will need to carry on with our little meeting at a different time.’ Then he just walked away.
Back in her room Y/n laid in her bed scrolling through her phone.
Gentle knocking on the door got her out of the virtual world, ‘go away, Damon!’
The door opened, ‘it’s not Damon. Can I come in?’ Stefan’s head peered through the open space between the door and door frame.
‘I don’t want to talk about it.’
‘Fine we don’t have to,’ he walked in and sat on the edge of her bed. ‘However. I would like us to,’ he smiled encouragingly.
‘There is nothing to talk about, we – Klaus and I – just met to talk and then Damon appeared and now I’m here.’ Hints of anger in her tone.
‘Do you love him?’ he asked with plain voice, there was nothing, no anger or happiness not the slightest emotion.
Y/n’s eyes widened, and she stared at him for a brief while before answering, ‘I – I don’t know. I think so.’
‘I need to know, really what do you feel for him?’
She scratched nail polish of off her fingernails, ‘I was angry at him, but I love him.’ Stefan’s warm hand landed on her leg, and she looked at him, he was smiling brightly.
‘I don’t know what he did to deserve you, but he is waiting downstairs.’
Y/n threw herself onto her brother, she hugged him tightly and whispered into his ear, ‘thank you.’ She moved away and begun to get off the bed.
‘But just so you know if he hurts you again I will kill him or at least I will die trying.’ Y/n looked at him with loving but playful eyes.
She rushed downstairs and saw Klaus standing on the bottom. He reached out his hand, ‘shall we.’
Smiling brightly like the sun, she gave him her hand, ‘where are we going?’
‘It is a surprise.’
‘Lakehouse? Really?’
‘Don’t be disappointed, love.’
‘I am not disappointed. I’m surprised. ‘
They had a romantic dinner with wine-blood mixed drinks. They talked about the past and their present lives, but neither of them wanted to mention the future. Did they even have a future? Klaus had a child and family. And Y/n, well she had plans of her own, she wanted to finish Uni with Elena, Caroline and Bonnie, adopt a baby and start a family of her own.
‘Is something wrong, love’ Klaus asked with a saddened gaze. He couldn’t help but think he had done something wrong. Again. Usually, he didn’t care about other’s feeling, he was ready to kill the mother of his child if only she tried to trick him and run with the child. So, now when Y/N’ s mood changed from tears of happiness to sad dog’s eyes, he couldn’t help but blame himself.
Picking her cuticles, ‘it’s nothing, just, this – this whole get together thing we are doing.’ She looked stared at him bluntly, ‘what do you want Klaus?’
For a minute he didn’t know what to say, he just stared back at her. ‘I wanted to pick things up where we left off. I promised you a date,-‘
‘This is not a date. This just two people meeting after they haven’t seen each other for a while.’
‘So, it’s a date,’ Klaus attempted to relax the atmosphere.
‘No, lovers go on dates, people who don’t have a history together go on dates. And we – you have a child and family, and I have my plans.’ A single tear left her an eye. ‘I waited for you for so long, - ‘
He moved closer to her, and she leaned into his embrace. The hybrid let her cry quietly, while he gently ran his hand through her hair. He kissed the top of her head and whispered ‘I would do anything you.’
‘Would you go to the store and get me ice-cream,’ she lifted her tears stained face that was yet again smiling. Or at least she tried to seem happy because she knew he will be blaming himself for her tears.
He began to move away and get up.
‘Where are you going?’
‘I said I would do anything for you, and I’m a man of my word.’
‘No, that’s Elijah,’ Y/N teased. ‘I was just kidding, sit down.’
‘I wasn’t. I’ll be back soon.’ He started for the front door.’
‘Wait I am coming with you.’ She ran to him and entwined their hands, ‘I lost you five years ago. I don’t want to lose you again.’
Paring: Reader x Mikaelons, Reader x Trevor and Rose
Words: 721
Warnings: typical Mikealson violence
Author’s note: I hope you’ll enjoy this short one shot.
Imagine: you are Klaus’s eighteen-year-old hybrid daughter, but he doesn’t know about you until you get kidnapped.
‘Klaus you have until the sunrise before I kill your daughter. Bring me the bloodstone, and she’ll live.’
‘He’s bluffing. Hope is with Hayley.’ Said Rebekah, dark veins forming underneath her eyes.
‘Oh, I’m not talking about Hope, I would never hurt a child. I am not a monster,’ he smirked, ‘an eighteen-year-old, well, that’s a different kind of story.’
Klaus and Elijah exchanged looks. Then Elijah asked, ‘how do we know it is not a trick?’
‘I’ll give you the proof.’ He smiled deviously, ‘just remember you asked for it.’ Trevor took out his phone and dialled a number, ‘they want proof.’ When a video conversation was on, he passed the phone to the originals.
On the screen, they saw a girl whose hands were chained up loosely to the floor behind her and so were her legs. Her face was stained with tears. ‘Please, I do whatever you want just make it stop. Please.’ The girl cried. ‘I’m sorry sweetheart,’ sounded a woman’s cold voice, ‘don’t try to fight it.’ A horrible scream of the girl sounded as if someone was tearing her skin off. Her body shifted, and dark veins appeared under her now golden eyes. ‘Please!’ she screamed and cried, and the women laughed in a sicking pleasure.
‘Rose, I think that enough.’ Said Trevor, the screams were replaced by sobs. Trevor took the phone and hung up. ‘So, what about that stone?’
Klaus breathed heavily, a murderous look in his eyes accompanied by dark veins, ‘you will have it when you bring the girl.’
‘Niklaus, think about it.’
‘Elijah I know what I am doing.’
‘Well then if you excuse me,’ Trevor smirked, ‘I have a girl to escort.’
‘Trevor, you’re back.’ Rose threw herself into his embrace.
‘Of course honey.’ He stared into her eyes and then kissed her. ‘Alright, let’s get the girl.’
‘Please, let me go.’ Y/n cried, her whole body ached. She was confused what did all mean. Yesterday she was a student and a bartender, and now she was mixed up in some supernatural world. To say she was scared would be an understatement.
Trevor came up to her, his face an inch away, ‘you’re going to meet your daddy, aren’t you happy.’ He smiled.
‘Please,’ she whispered.
‘I am tired of this,’ said Rose walking up to them and broke Y/n’s neck.
Travis walked into the Mikaelson compound holding Y/n’ body bridal style, Rose right on his feet. They were greeted by the Mikaelson siblings: Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Rebekah and Freya; they all looked at the unconscious girl.
‘I said I would bring her, I never said she’ll be unharmed.’ Trevor’s eyes shine in madness and his teeth fully exposed. ‘Rose, be so kind and take the stone.’
Klaus walked towards Rose and Trevor, ‘first you will give me my daughter.’
‘You really don’t know how this works,’ Rose mocked, ‘stone first, then you can have the girl.’
‘Fine,’ Klaus smirked, ‘Elijah, give them the stone.’ Klaus looked deep into Trevor’s eyes, ‘give me her.’
The minute Y/n was is Klaus’s arms Elijah ripped Rose’s heart out, ‘to me seems like you don’t know how this works.’
‘Nooo!’ Trevor shouted and launched himself onto Klaus but Kol was faster and dipped his hand into the chest of the vampire, ‘you could have lived, mate,’ then he pulled the heart out.
Later that day.
Y/n gasped and lifted herself into sitting position grabbing her neck. Small tears streamed down her face. Klaus who sat next to the bed she was lying on reached his hand to her, but she moved away as if he was made of fire.
Their eyes locked in one another, ‘where am I?’ she sobbed.
‘You are safe now.’ He stood up and lead in to hug her this time she didn’t move away. Instead, she hugged him back. Klaus closed his eyes and gently run his hand through her hair. ‘I am sorry you had to go through all this.’ He said pulling away.
‘They killed her,’ she cried, ‘my mum, she gone.’
‘I am sorry.’
They hugged again. Klaus let her cry on his shoulder until she fell asleep, even then he stayed. He wanted to protect her, to be her shield. He swore to himself that no one will lay a hand his daughter.
Author’s note: Thank you for your patience. I apologise that it took soooo long, but I had a lot to do and very little time. I’ll hope you enjoy this long awaited part. Please excuse any mistakes but I didn’t have time to edit.
The high pitched sound rang in Y/n’s ears. Her head hurt as if someone tightened a rope around it and pulled it tight. Her eyes were squeezed shut, trying to contain the pain. Her hands were free of the two men holding them. Her breath heavy but fast, it did not fill her lungs. Her legs felt as if she was just left the gym after a heavy workout.
When her eyes flew open. The world spun, and she fell into Elijah standing before her. Then her balance returned, and the numbness in her legs was gone, allof the pain was gone as if it never happened.
‘What the bloody hell is going on!’ A woman’s voice sounded, and then a blonde girl walked in, followed by a guy with dark blonde hair.
The guy came over to Kol and pat his back, ‘ well-done brother. For once you prove yourself useful.’ He turned to Y/n, ‘I hope you will make yourself home here,’ he smirked.
Y/n’s eyes widened,’ what do you mean?’ she began to back out, ‘ I am not staying here.’
‘Niklaus, be nice, she is our guest,’ said Elijah
She walked into the blonde girl. She turned around automatically throwing her hands in the air, ‘I’m sorry.’ She regretted it immediately.
The blonde girl grabbed her wrists and examined her palms, which had little pieces of glass stuck in them preventing the blood from escaping the wounds.
Y/n shrug uncomfortable form all the attention, she was used to being less noticeable, especially after her mothers’ death. She took her hands away, it wasn’t difficult because the blonde held her loosely. ‘It’s nothing I will be fine.’ She said in half whisper, more to herself than to the others.
‘You should sit down,’ said Elijah motioning towards the couch. She did as she was told and he sat beside her taking his handkerchief out, he grabbed her hands, ‘it might hurt a little’. With surgical precision, he took out the glass, and small dots of blood began to appear on the palms of her hands.
It didn’t hurt her, in fact, she felt relief as if he realised an enormous tension forming in her hands, that started to spread in her body.
Elijah grabbed a tissue that Rebekah brought earlier and her whipped the blood from her palms, looking deeply into her eyes.
Klaus cleared his throat, ‘now is not the time Elijah.’
‘i did not know what you are suggesting brother. If she is to help us, she needs to be well.’
‘Speaking of her well being I think the girls needs a rest,’ said – till now quiet – Kol.
Klaus considered the girl.’now we have -,’
Rebekah interrupted him, ‘He’s right Nik,’
They took her into a room downstairs, there were no windows, and they locked the door. The only source of light came through the barred window in the door. The bed was uncomfortable with a thin mattress.
She examined the room for any potential weapon; she found nothing. ‘Think, Y/n, you need to get out of here, find Lily and Alex and then come up with a plan.’She whispered to herself as small teras begun fall down her cheeks, ‘Mum, what am I supposed to do?’
She heard her mothers voice in her head, ‘you are stronger then you think, you just need to believe.’
Y/n took a deep breath, a one that could almost choke you and then she remembered what she did earlier; how the candle lit up.
She walked to the door and placed her hands on it; she imagined it open. It took a while but it worked, she heard the lock give in. She pulled the door open and stick out her head then the rest of her body.
She walked up to the stairs and heard voices, ‘Nik, we can keep her there, if we want her to help us.’ said a female voice.
Y/n hid behind a refrigerator
‘O, she will help us, unless she doesn’t want to see her sister again.’
‘Nik, you will not hurt a child, who is not younger than your own.’
Y/n heard the two people nearing so pressed her palm to her mouth to prevent any sound coming out. The brother and sister walked in quiet the rest of the way until they stood in the front of the open door.
‘Where the hell is she?!’
She couldn’t see him but by the tone f his voice she knew he was furious, and against commons sense, she got out the hiding and ran. Ran as fast she could, the survival instinct took over.
Out of nowhere Klaus appeared and pinned her to the wall. She shrugs for a brief second, but then she squeezed her throat more. Her eyes travelled to the back of her head.
‘Nik, you’re going to kill her!’ Screamed Rebekah
At that moment he let her fall to the floor, she inhaled hungrily, her eyes fall shut, and when she opened them again, it wasn’t her anymore.
Her natural y/e/c eyes turned into ones that resembled diamonds, and now she wanted revenge. She wanted Klaus to pay. She stared through his eyes, onto his soul; pain is what she imagined, and it’s precisely what he felt.
Klaus screamed, think dark lines forming under his eyes, then all over his body that started to turn grey; she was ready to crush his heart.
‘Daddy!’ cries of a little girl spun y/n out of focus, her eyes came to normal, and she sighted not believing what she just did.
‘I – I..’ she looked around the room full of people: Elijah, Kol, Rebekah, another blond girl, a brunette and a child, they all stared at her. A tear escaped her eye, mechanically she wiped it, her gaze turned to look at her hand, which had traces of blood coming from the little wounds.
Elijah vap-speed to her and grabbed her hands, and with that, her tears were falling like a small waterfall. ‘Freya,’ he said not turning away from the girl standing before him.
The girl walked to them and took y/n’s hands in hers; she chanted in Latin. She stopped chanting and turned to look at Elijah who’s face was calm, but his eyes betrayed the worry he felt. ‘Someone is channelling her,’
Y/n’s body felt cold and numb, she looked down at her hands, and then she felt the room turn, and once again fell to the floor.
She was in her bed, ‘good it was just a nightmare,’ she thought. Then she felt pounding in her head and a stung in the palms of her hands. Cautiously she began to open her eyes. She was laying in a bed, but it wasn’t her room.
She lifted herself on the elbows and saw Elijah read an old looking book in the corner by the window. Suddenly she felt uncomfortable in this comfortable bed.
He heard her move and looked at her with a small smile, then he put the book down on a coffee table and made his way towards her.
‘I am sorry for what I did to your brother.’ She said with weak voice.
He examined her, and his brows frowned, ‘You do not need to apologise, Niklaus can be … well,’ he sighed, ‘him.’ He sat next to her on the enormous bed, ‘tell me do you remember anything that happened?’
Y/N leaned back on the pillow, ‘Your brother tried to chock me, then you and your siblings came, and he let me go and then I – fainted.’
‘Is that all? Do you remember when it happened?’
She looked at him confused, ‘What do you mean?’
‘Y/N, you attacked Niklaus and then you fainted and remained like this for almost three weeks. I – we thought you were never going to wake up. Freya tried to use a spell, but nothing worked.’
She sat up nervously, ‘Lilly. I have to go.’ She looked at Elijah, ‘I have to find her. I promised.’
She was nearly at the edge of the bed when he grabbed her hand. Their eyes met, and he took his hand away as if her touch burned him.
She wore her original clothes, good at least no one saw her naked or anything. Y/n was about to open the door of the room that she slept in, ‘ wait.’ She turned around, and Elijah stood right in front of her, ‘I will come with you.’ She wanted to object, but he stopped her, ‘it is the least I that can do.’
‘Fine.’
They left the room and walked down the stairs it what looked like an empty courtyard.
‘Elijah.’ Klauses’ voice sounded behind them.
‘Not now, Niklaus.’ They carried on walking towards the gate.
With speed of the wind, Klaus stood in front of them, a smirk painted on his face ‘wanting to impress a girl, brother? I am sorry, but you will not be taking this one anywhere.’
‘Niklaus, get out of my way.’ Elijah sounded angry but his face stone.
‘Or what? Remember brother, I have a thirsty dagger and a lonely coffin, both waiting for you.’
‘Klaus, let em’ go.’ Kol said in the distance.
‘I have the same company for you as well Kol.’
‘Not anymore.’
‘Rebekah, what did you do this time.’
‘Nothing. Yet. Now be a good and caringbrother and let them go.’
‘You better bring her back.’ Said Klaus threating Elijah.
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Prompts used: 9) “I’ll never forget”; 12) “I don’t know what to say.”; 42) “Not everything can be repaired.”
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Fandom: The Originals
Paring: Reader x Klaus
A/n: Hi, guys. I hope you enjoy this one. I really like it and for the first time in a while, I am kind of scared to hear your feedback. Nevertheless, this one is one of my favourites so far. Feel free to send in requests. Here you can find the prompt list. Enjoy.
Warnings: None
Words: 1096
My eyes closed, holding back the tears. As I sat, I opened them and stared at the reflection in the window. Could this, really be it? I guess it is. My thoughts wandering through the maze of the past.
“You can trust me. Really, love, look at me.” The hybrid said with a sad voice. But my eyes unable to look up, unable to look at him. He is a monster. Killer. Animal. My lover. I struggled to comprehend what just happened … A room, full of bloodless bodies. Creatures dirty with it, like monsters. All of them, covered in death. The memory, so clear in my head. And it will remain like this forever.
… “love am gonna be out for a while don’t wait up.” Klaus leaned in to kiss me and then the doors closed. When he came back, he was … he was not himself, he changed. I wondered what happened. It’s all I did; wondered. I didn’t ask, maybe be I should have. Would the future be different? One simple question: what happened? Would the truth be reviled to me or would it be kept hidden? I wonder it’s all I can do. Lately, we’ve separated. We are no longer Y/N and Klaus we are Y/N … and… Klaus. We are no longer one. We keep secrets. Him and I we both have things unrevealed to one another. And for what? It is not like we protect each other. We only distance ourselves.
I entered his workroom and saw him leaning on the floor. I didn’t ask what he did. I knew he hid something. I backed away from the room. This is it. The secrets are too much.
I entered the dining room, and siblings muted all at once, gaze on me. I smiled, lips shaking. I wonder if anybody noticed. I sat down. “How was your day Y/N?” Elijah’s voice rang in my ears. My eyes fixed on the table as I considered every word in my head. Finally, I looked at him. “I spend the entire day in the studio with children, we laughed, a lot.” I smiled to myself as my gaze rested low, then came back up and rested on them. “Just like it happens when you find yourself amongst ten-year-olds.” A fake smile painted on my lips as I sat down. It seemed like the Michaelsons had nothing to say. The thread of conversation broke. Maybe for good.
Days followed nothing changed, secrets deepened. “Are you alright, you seem absent.” Klaus’s voice brought me back to the reality. “I suppose am fine.” I just said. No reason to lie nor to spill the truth. Nothing he says can repair things. He can’t, we can’t fix something that neither of us wants fixed. Upon hearing my comment, he left. Good at least I don’t have to look at him. And he at me.
It’s been days since I spoke to anybody in the compound. I am glad. I lived with them for a long time, and I know how easily they can get information out of a person, even someone who’ve been on vervain. But I’m done with this, with them. No more lies, no more monsters and no more Michaelsons. I found my purpose. Now I need to take care of what is to come. Because she comes first. With them at my side we are both in danger, I know it. There are always people after them. After me, purely because of them. But my daughter will be spared. She will never find out who her father is nor she will find out her heritage. As I too will forget.
Swallowing hard, I closed my eyes. Am not scared. Am not scared. I repeated the mantra in my head. “Dear, are you sure you want to do this?” An old witch asked with worry. Am I? Am I ready to erase the past? No. Do I have to? Yes. I took a deep inhale. Back straight. “I don’t. But, I need to.” Lies are what brought me to this situation. Honesty is what will free me. The motherly smile on the woman’s face, “Here,” she gave me a little flask. “this contains a sort of memory erase potion. It will erase your memory. But be absolutely sure.” She warned me. “This will clean your memory. All. Of. It. After you drink this, you will forget everything that happened for the past five years.” I swallowed a lump in my throat. My hands shaking as I take the flask. “Thank you.” My voice steady. I examined the bottle and put it into my bag.
I was back in the mansion, I took my personal belongings – things I brought from home. Should I call my parents and tell them am coming back? Should I drink it there or here on the spot? The memories flooded my mind and tears swallowed my eyes and covered my face, my throat closed, it hurt. Barely vocal noises escaped my locked mouth, as I cried. I took the bottle out. My eyes closed. Hand lifting the container, as the liquid was about to fill my mouth, the harsh wind pushed it away. My eyes flung open. I saw something I haven’t seen for many weeks now: worry, sadness, exhaustion in Klaus’s eyes. He pulled me into a tight embrace. My forehead pressed against his chest, we both fall to the floor. “Speak to me, please.” Concern, fear and tears strangling his never weak, but now weak face. “I beg you, love, tell me what is happening.” His body clings to my lifeless body, as his voice, broken in my ear. “I’ll never forget,” I whispered more to myself than to him. A truth that remained unspoken. However, known to all. “I don’t know what to say.” The thoughtful tone in his voice. “Nothing you say can change my decision,” I replied and carried on with a rough voice. “With this potion or not, I am leaving. I am done,” I declared and stood up. Don’t be an idiot you can’t be with him. I warned myself. “we can’t be together.” I turned to leave, but he caught my wrist. I turned around rapidly and gazed at him. Then ripping my hand away, I freed it. He breathed in through his nostrils. “What’s wrong? Tell me what did I do? How can I repair it?” He stared with fear, his posture hunched. “Not everything can be repaired,” I answered motioning once more for the door. This time he didn’t stop me.
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Freya sat on the floor with a map in front of her. She used a spell to get the blood out of Elijah's’ sleeve. There wasn’t a lot of it. She begun to whisper the locator spell, she repeated it a couple of times, but nothing happened. In the room with her were her brothers, Klaus his patience was running thinner with every passing minute and Elijah who sat in an armchair, sipping a drink, drowning in thoughts. Freya stopped the spell and looked at Klaus with sorrow eyes. ‘I don’t understand, it should have worked.’ she said to him. ‘Maybe you should try harder.’ Klaus replied with rasping voice. ‘Nicklaus, it is not Freya’s fault.’ Elijah defended his sister. ‘I’ll try again.’ Said Freya and begun to recite the spell. After a minute or two, the spell changed, and both Klaus and Elijah looked at her. Her eyes were cloudy and tearing with blood, her nose bled as well. Her skin turned purple-grey, and it was cold to the touch. Elijah tried to shake her, he spoke to her to stop the spell, but nothing. She was in a trans. Physically she was there, but mentally she was elsewhere.
Freya - in-between
‘Where am I?’ she wondered. She saw a figure approaching her. It was a woman, she was wearing a delicate white dress, and her hair was let loose. Her skin was clear and pale her eye dark grey. ‘Who are you?’ Freya asked, and the women answered. ‘I am the mother of the girl you want to find, I am the protector of your desire, and I can be your ending.’ The woman’s voice was cold, and so was her presence, the cool air seemed to surround her, and now it was surrounding Freya too. Freya narrowed her eyes, lifted her chin and shot her magic at the women; she responded with a laugh and with one swift move of her hand Freya was on the ground. Her head pounding, nose bleeding and eyes watering, she felt cold, the coldness seemed to hug her body and cling to it. ‘Now this is only a beginning, a warning, leave my daughter alone. Don’t look for her. Because I’ll come for you, all of you.’ The women said harshly.
Mikelson’s mansion
‘Freya, wake up’ Elijah demanded. Her eyes still open as she fall to the ground. Her eyes closed and seconds later she was fighting for air. She was shivering, Elijah lifted her up bridal style and set her near the fireplace. He and Klaus kneeled next to her. ‘What the bloody hell happened?’ Klaus asked angrily. ‘I met the girls’ mother.’ She said staring at the fire. ’How?’ Elijah quizzed ‘I don’t know, it was so strange, the place, I never saw anything like it ,or heard of it. It was empty.’ She said now looking at Elijah. ‘She said to stop our search, or she’ll come for us.’ The men looked at each other, and then at Freya. Her eyes were fixed on the flames, but her mind was still processing the event.
‘I found her.’ Kol walked into the room proudly. ‘What did you do, brother?’ Elijah interrogated. ‘I compelled a couple of Marcel’s guys to look for the lass, now I will need one of you,‘ He pointed at his brothers ‘to confirm my findings.’ he smirked. ‘I’ll go, you stay with Freya.’ Elijah announced. Klaus wanted to object but his brother already vamp sped to where the presumed girl was.
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“For God’s sake why does it have to be an abandoned house in the woods” Y/N spoke to herself, frowning her brows. She heard a branch break somewhere in the woods and jumped. “Don’t be paranoid. It’s woods, there are freaking animals living here.” She continued the conversation. Her gaze met the house. It wasn’t quite what she expected. She expected a scene rather form a horror movie. But surprisingly she saw a cosy home. Not a spooky ruin she expected. “Down the rabbit hole I go.” She whispered sarcastically to herself.
She stepped onto the porch, and the world spun. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath to maintain her balance and to calm the world. Opening her eyes, she grabbed the doorknob and pushed it. She entered the house.
As the door opened, it revealed a homey like space. A/N’s breath rose forming a could above her head. She walked through a short corridor and found herself in the living room.
…”Y/N, darling stop running.” A greyed haired woman said to a five-year-old girl, but the girl didn’t listen she just hid behind an armchair with a playful grim filled with high-pitched laughter…
Y/N touched the armchair that filled her head. She brushed it with the tips of her finger, her gaze then rested on a photo that stood on a coffee table. She picked up and brushed the dust off. On it was her mother standing with the grey-haired woman. The photo must have been taken before the accident that killed her mother and grandmother. Tears filled her eyes, she just whipped them away and settled the photo back on its original place.
She walked to the stairs
…”Dear lord, sweetheart are you alright. Asked the mother of the little girl.” The girl nodded with tears. “What happened?” Concern pained on the woman’s face. And then joined a much older woman. “What’s happened?” She asked. “I, I was running after,“ The girls sobbed. “a fairy and I fell.” The girls face washed with tears. The two women looked at each other thinking the same thing. “Well, it is time for bed.” Said the younger women, she lifted the child and took her to the girls’ bed. Sleep well sweetheart.
Y/N was standing in the door to a bedroom of a little girl. She backed out of the room and look ahead on the closed door.
“Y/M/N we need to stop this before it’s too late.” Your grandmother said to your mother. “We already took her powers, I don’t think it is wise to take all of her ability,” said your mother. Your grandmother took the hand of her daughter on which rested the engagement ring that once belonged to her. “I will not take her ability, I will conceal it, and you will protect it until the time comes.” A smile of concern and encouragement covered the old woman’s face. She whispered a spell. The two women walked up to a door at the end of a short hall. “One day it will all be revealed to her, but now she needs to be a child, as normal as a child can be.” Your grandmother opened the door and walked upstairs to the attic. There a study room of a witch was hidden. “Mum, what are you doing?” Your mother asked. Your grandmother just smiled and murmured a spell. When she was done, she looked exhausted. “Mum, what did you do?” The old witch looked at. “I linked the ring to this room if anything happened and you and I,” she said with pessimistic tone. “are not here to guide her, she will recover all of her memories, powers and abilities when she walks in here wearing the ring.” “But,” “No, honey, I know you will be here for her, but my darling daughter we can’t possibly see the future and this room contains many, objects that many people want.”
Y/N hesitated when her hand rested on the doorknob to the room at the end of the hall. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and twisted the knob *click* then she opened her eyes and pulled the door. She stood before the open door. Her gaze travelled to her hand and to the ring she wore, then it turned to the stairs. Her eyes considered the stairs, they were quite long and twisted on the top, she could not see what exactly was at the end.
Right foot on the first stair, her hand on the railing, then left foot. She walked up to where the stairs ended, and a room was revealed to her eyes.
It reminded her of an antique store[MA2] . Clustered. Large table stretched through the room, it was covered item. She took a deep inhale then walked into the room. Walking up to the table she noticed that there were books opened. She lurked into one and noticed that she could not understand the language. Her gaze fixed on the book, lowering her hand slowly, her fingertips connected to the page, barely touching it. When her skin reached the paper, she felt stinging pain, shooting from above her breasts and up to her head. Her hands crashed into the table providing the only support. Breath shaking as she tried to push the pain away.
Kol and Elijah
“So, is it her?” Kol asked impatient, looking at the girl walking into the house that did not look particularly pleasant: blinded windows, dead garden, dull colours covered the house. “Perhaps.” Elijah provided a short but assertive answer. He didn’t quite remember how the girl looked like, he never paid attention to that, but her scentthat’s a different story. “Enough for me.” Kol announced and moved forward. He was stopped by Elijah’s steady hand on his chest. “Patience, brother.” Elijah didn’t lose the sight of the girl until he heard something snap in near distance. Both brothers looked at each other, the same question on their minds: what was that?
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Prompt: (Requested) 30 “the vow doesn’t mean anything to you.” 32 “You mean the world to me.”
Warnings:None
Word count:1668
A/N:I hope the story is up to your expectations. I have to admit I had no idea where to start. I hope you enjoy!
“Where are you going?” Y/N rubbed her sleepy eyes, and as her vision become clear, she realised that her husband Klaus is getting dressed. “Go back to sleep, love.” He said as he was putting a leather jacket on. “I will be back soon.” He added and leaned in to kiss her. Then he left their bedroom.
Klaus and Y/N were living in the mansion with Klaus’s siblings, his one-night stand and his daughter; surrounded by enemies, constant threat and very little friends. And now that they were married, Y/N was in more danger than ever and since she didn’t want to go through the change yet, she was an easy target for Mikealson’s enemies. To protect their home and the most vulnerable members of the family – that being Y/N and Hope - Y/N become the owner of the mansion and only invited could enter.
Y/N loved Klaus. She fall in love with him three years ago, when she came to New Orleans as a tourist after her parents died in the car accident – it is safe to say that winter roads plus New Year drunkenness equal drunk road pirates. – when they were coming home at night from their friends’ party. She was supposed to stay for a couple of days with her friends when she met Klaus and knew that he was the one she wants to be with. Since then they were like that; bonded by pure love. The day of their mirage was the happiest and saddest day of her life. She was filled with joy because she finally found her prince charming, but she was devastated because the two most important people in her life were no longer with her. Thanks to Klaus she had now a new family, a new life. They all accepted her as their own. She become best friends with everyone in the family. However, sometimes she wished it was only her and Klaus. The two of them with a family of their own. She never told anybody, especially the hybrid because she didn’t want them, him to think that she was selfish. So she kept it a secret. Weeks passed by and her sadness deepened, especially now that her king was never around, she falls asleep alone, and most of the time she woke up when Klaus was getting ready to leave. She missed him. His touch. His warmth. His essence.
Y/N sat on the couch in the living room, she was reading a book and sipping green tea from her favourite cup that she bought in Paris when she and her lover were on their honeymoon. Intensely focused on the love story, she was reading; imagining the prince in the book, that she didn’t realise that her own walked in.
Klaus was leaning against the doorframe. He observed his beautiful wife, and he couldn’t help but smile. She was his, and he would do anything for her. He still did not comprehend how she, pure as an angel could fall in love with a monster like himself. He let out a breath he did not realise he was holding and Y/N’s attention shifted from the book to him.
He walked up to her and sat beside her. Klaus extended one of his arms, and she came to his embrace. “How was your day, love?” He started the conversation. “You know the usual stuff.” She said. ‘Like what?” He questioned. “Well, I made myself breakfast, then I took a shower, cleaned a little, then I painted a little, okay more than a little, and now I am reading some book I found in the library.” She listed. “Seems like a busy day.” She nodded, and he added, “Wait a minute, did you only eat breakfast?” He looked at her with frowned brows and playfully angry eyes. “It is very possible.” Y/N answered. The hybrid rolled his eyes and took her hand motioning her to get up. “Come, I’ll make us something to eat.” She smiled and took his hand, getting up really fast. She lost her balance half collapsed into his arms. “Are you alright?” Klaus was worried. “It’s nothing.” She said taking his hand, walking to the kitchen.
Y/N sat on the countertop and Klaus prepared them dinner. The house was quiet. Rebekah and Freya went away for a shopping trip. Elijah took Hayley and Hope to spend some time together, and even Kol found himself somewhere else to be so the two of them could be alone for at last couple of days. After they had dinner, they sat on the couch in the same spot as before. They cling to one another telling the ridiculous stories from their past. It was so cute just the two of them. No one to interrupt. No worries. Just peacefulness. One thing led to another, and now in their bedroom, they were reliving their first honeymoon night.
The weekend was lovely, but like most things, it came to an end. The mansion was full once again.
Three Weeks Later
For some reason, you become angry. At everything and everyone.
“Urgh, where is it?” You searched angrily for your bracelet; the last gift from your parents. You crawled under the bed to search for it, but instead of finding the jewellery, you found a spider. And you being hysterically afraid of them you screamed, lifting your head instantly and you hit yourself, shouting ouch, and desperately getting out of there. “Y/N, is everything alright?” You recognised Elijah’s voice. You sat on the floor, your back resting against the wall. You breathed out loudly and tilted your head back to face the vampire. “Yes, I’m fine.” You lied, in reality, you were an emotional roller-coaster, in one moment you were happy and then seconds later you wanted to cry and the next you were angry. Truthfully you didn’t understand why. “It’s just-“ You continued “I lost my bracelet, and I wanted to look for it under the bed, and instead of finding it, I found a bloody spider.” You rolled your eyes. Elijah smiled amusedly. He lived for thousands of years, and there were not many things that could scare him, especially the most mundane things such as spiders. “I am sure you will find it.” He smiled kindly. “I hope so.” You said sadly, not looking at him. “I think I’ll go for a walk, to calm down a little.” You announced and got up getting your jacket which rested on the floor as you had a tendency to throw thing and clean them up later. “Would you like me to keep you company?” Elijah asked kindly. “No, I need some time to think.” You smiled in apology. “As you wish.” He said, and the both of you silently went down the stairs.
You left the mansion and was on your way to nowhere in particular when you hear. “And where do you think you’re going, love?” You rolled your eyes annoyed. Not turning around, you answered your husband. “For a walk. Alone.” Your annoyance clearly noticeable in your voice. “I am sorry, love, but it not safe for you to be out and about especially alone.” He replied calmly and added. “How about we go home now, and I promise that we will escape the town for a weekend. We can go anywhere you want. Deal?” You knew it was not an argument you could win. Because the truth to be told he would not let you go alone. And it would end up with you back in the mansion. However, stubbornness was something you got from your father, and so you decided to pursue your plan. You started to walk. With a speed of a wind, Klaus was standing right in front of you. You crossed your hands and squinted your eyes and pursed your lips. “You know it is dangerous, Y/N.” “It is always dangerous, now get out of my way Niklaus.” The moment he herd his full name leave your mouth he was confused, you only used his full name when you were angry with him. So, what did he do? He questioned in his thoughts. “What’s wrong? What did I do?” He asked, his voice filled with hurt. You took a deep breath and sighed. “I need to put everything together. I am scared, Klaus. Every time you leave, I’m scared that you will not return to me, to us.” Tears were fighting their way to escape, but you fought them back. “I am scared that the promise we made, that the vow doesn’t mean anything to you,”You couldn’t fight it any longer, and you let the tears loose. Klaus swallowed hard and stood there like a statue, while you continued to speak. “I understand you made a vow to your siblings and they made one to you. But I- I can’t, I’m lost, I don’t know what to do, now that I-“ He didn’t let you finish as he took you to his embrace and gently pressed his lips to yours. “You mean the world to me.”He said against your lips and then pressed them back to yours. “I am sorry if you felt abandoned by me. It will never happen again. I swear.” You smiled through your tears which were like a wild waterfall streaming down your face. He cupped your cheeks and softly whipped the tares off. “I need to tell you something.” You said to him. He looked deep into Y/E/C eyes. “What is it darling?” A cheerful smile appeared on your face. “You need to promise that you will stay calm.” You toyed with him. “I cannot make such promise, love. But I will try.” He said seriously but playfully, attempting to match your tone. You leaned in and whispered in his ear so nobody else could hear you. You wanted to share this moment with him and only him. Your warm breath made him shiver awaiting the news, and then you said sweetly “I am pregnant.”
Reader, Klaus, Elijah, Kol, Freya, readers!mother, Alex and stepfather
A/N:Hi guys, I hope you enjoy. I know this took a little longer than usual, but I have a heap of work to do for school and very little time. I will try to post the next part very soon. I hope you all had a lovely weekend and here is a little something to cheer you up as the weekend is ending.
‘God, what happened to you?’ Kol joked. Klaus gave him a look that said, ‘to wipe that smile off his face or he will regret that he asked’. Elijah ignored him and sat on the couch. ‘Good, you are back, we are running out of time, do you have it?’ Freya sped into the room asking, before paying attention to her brothers who had blood all over their clothes. ‘No, Freya,-‘ Klaus was more angry with himself for failing to bring what they needed, but before he could say too much, he was cut off by Elijah. ‘We faced some complications. The books were not in the house, and the host turned out to be a werewolf,’ Elijah spoke calm, but the hints of anger were visible on his face. ‘and what we believe was the only person who could have any knowledge as to were the books may be hidden, has no idea who she is and she run off.-‘ Before he could finish he was interrupted by Kol’s clapping ‘Way to go, brothers, you are sent to bring the very thing that can save us, and you not only fail to do so, but you also manage to lose the person that can get it for us. Well done - *clap* - really *clap*’ Klaus breathed heavily staring at Kol ‘Don’t test my temper brother’ he hissed. ‘We will hunt her down.’ Kol smirked. ‘Ye, brother and how are you planning on doing that?’ ‘I have her blood on my sleeve’ answered Elijah ‘Will that be enough to track her down?’ He looked at Freya. ‘It will have to, but how can you be sure it is hers’?’ She questioned. ‘It has a specific scent.’ Elijah explained. ‘If that doesn’t work, then- ‘Klaus smirked on his own thought ‘- we will hunt her like a huntsman hunts his pray.’
Your stepfather’s place
He paced back and forth in his office, breathing loudly through his nose. He ran his hand through his hair and turned around to face a man that held your sister. ‘I told you to get her out of the town!’ He had a fire in his eyes. ‘Boss, I – ‘The man tried to explain himself, but he was cut off when your stepfather punched him in the face, he spit out a mouth full of blood. ‘I don’t want to hear this pathetic explanation’ The words escaped between his teeth. His back was turned to the man, he opened and closed his fists. You know, Roy,-‘ He spoke to the man still not facing him. He poured a glass of scotch and begun to walk towards the man sipping the drink. ‘I trusted you, I had faith in you, the others warned me you had a soft heart,’ his fist met the man’s face again, this time Roy grinned in pain. Rees breathed out loudly (aka your stepfather) and continued ‘, but I told them that they are wrong.’ Frustration swiped his face. ‘Tell me, how a man that can easily be mistaken for a mountain, is such a softie?’ He kneeled before Roy. ‘What should I do with you. How do I punish you? You lost something that was important, we waited so many years. You see-‘ Rees look to the side and then back to Roy. ‘she was going to lead me to a very powerful book, that my dear, selfish bitch of a wife and her mother alongside her other ancestors, hid away from me.’ Roy was petrified by Rees’s mad voice, he gulped. ‘I, I can make it right I can find her.’ Said Roy, your stepfather clapped his cheek. ‘I know you will’ he said standing up. ‘I give you twenty-four hours, to hunt this bitch and bring me the spell book, and mark my words I want Lilyan unharmed in my arms by midnight tomorrow, and Y/N you can kill her once the job is done, I don’t need her in the way.’ Leaving the room, he turned to Roy, to look at him for the last time with a satisfied smile. ‘Hunt her like the wolf hunts the sheep.’
You stopped in a motel, ten miles away from New Orleans. You couldn’t just go into the town in broad daylight when people were looking for you. You needed a place to think. After all, your ghost mother contacted you from another dimension, or rather you enteredanother dimension. You just found out that your stepfather is monsterironicallyquite literally and you needed to find some book, in some old house, oh you’re a witch. Could this world get any weirder?
You were pacing in the room while spiking to yourself. ‘What do I do, think Y/N, think.’ You were fidgeting with your hands; moving in frustration. ‘Think, how do I find this godforsaken house, if I don’t even remember being there.’ You run both of our hands through your hair. You then sat on a chair, you pressed your back firmly against the seat, tilting your head and resting both of your arms on your eyes. Focus, Y/N. I wish I could speak with mum. But how? Think, how did you see her the first time?’ You shivered at that thought. ‘He knocked me out. So, what, do I beat the f out of myself? You exclaimed frustrated. ‘Okay, the second time I was exhausted.’ You opened your eyes and narrowed your gaze at nothing in particular. ‘Oh, I’m such an idiot’ You said as you found a solution to your problem or at least one-third of your problem.
‘Alex this is the only way I can contact her.’ You were frustrated with him. ‘You have to be fucking kidding me. Y/N. I. Am. Not. Doing. This.’ He was even more frustrated then you were. ‘Alex-‘He cut you off. ‘You fucking mad, I am not going to help you kill yourself!’ You couldn’t help but to laugh, you always burst into a laugh when his voice turned to that, that reminded you of a little girl. ‘- Alex, you will not kill me, not technically at least’ You tried to calm him down. ‘Enlighten me. What do you call drowning you in a bathtub? Hm.’ He placed his hand on his hip. ‘You will bring me back after a minute.’ ‘You speak of it as it was nothing, you know. Just a casual day, it’s noting. Just drowning my friend in a fucking bathtub. Oh, what could possibly go wrong?!’ His voice angry and sarcastic. ‘Alex,’You said very calmly ‘- I can’t do it myself, please I need the answers.’ You looked at him with eyes of a begging puppy, it was a trick he could not resist. ‘You know I hate when you use that expression to manipulate me, but’ He took a deep breath ‘I will help you.’
All smiled up you walked to the bathroom, Alex right behind you not so excited. You actually didn’t know why you were so hyped, you were about to temporary kill yourself. “What could possibly go wrong?”
You were sitting in the bathtub full of water. ‘Alex, you’ll need to hold me under the water.’ You said to him yet again. ‘You don’t have to tell me Y/N I know what to do.’ You smiled at him wickedly. ‘How do you know?’ You tizzed him. ‘Y/N, we are not doing this’ He said seriously.
You took a deep breath, held your nose, shut your eyes and submerged in the water. You then felt Alex’s hands on your shoulders, holding you down as your body fought for the air.
It only lasted a couple of seconds.
In-between
You lifted yourself up gasping for the air. It worked, it really worked. You thought, looking around the familiar place. You stood up and started to walk around calling your mum. ‘Mum, where are you? We need to talk. Mum!’ Tears begin to form in your eyes. ‘I need you’ you whispered into the air, sitting down holding onto your knees.
Yousensedher presence, and you immediately twisted around. ‘Mum’You were relieved. ‘Y/N, what are you doing, you can’t be here if they find you’ Your mum was worried and clearly tensed. ‘Mum, who are you talking about?’ She frowned her brows, run her hands over your shoulders, to your hands. She looked at your hands, and a shy smile appeared, she rubbed her thumb on the ring you were wearing. Unable to look at you she said ‘I can’t believe you still have it, I thought he would take it from you.’ She finally looks at you with sorrow eyes. ’Mum, last time I was here you told me to go to the house but I can’t remember where it is and the spell books, they must be hidden, where do I look?’ You questioned, frustrated. ‘The books were hidden in such way that only you can find them and the house, don’t worry about it the minute you enter the city all that was lost will return, slowly.’ She smiled encouragingly, but you were too overwhelmed by the past events, and you couldn’t hold it any longer, and you just let go, letting the tears wash your face.
‘Hey,’Your mum said quietly ‘everything is gonna be just fine, believe in you, like I do.’ You lifted your head to look into her eyes, and then you hugged her. It felt like she was taking all the worry away from you.
She pushed you at arm’s length, took a deep breath and said. ‘Now, you need to go back and don’t come back here. This is a dangerous place, if they catch you they will keep you here. Living should not enter this place. Do you understand?’ You nodded “yes” ‘You also need to know that many people will look for these spell book and diaries. They are powerful tools leading to important places, powerful objects and people. You can’t trust anyone.’ You nodded again. ‘One more thing you can’t take Lily with you.’ You looked at her surprised. ‘But-‘She cut you off. ‘No, Y/N, I know this is difficult, but you will need to send her away with Alex.’ You were shocked, how did she know? But you didn’t ask because she would cut you off anyway. ‘I have been watching over you two, I know everything. I will protect Lily and Alex, but you will need to find the books yourself there is a lot of people after you. Dangerous people and they will not hesitate to hurt Alex or even Lily, just to get those books. You need to separate.’ Tears were strimming down your face once again. ‘Don’t worry honey it will only be a short while. You shrug, feeling a push on your chest. ‘It is Alex he is waking you up. Now, listen to me carefully.’ She gripped your shoulders forcing you to maintain eye contact. ‘The books are powerful, don’t touch them with your bare hands, because their power will be overwhelming. You need to learn and familiarise yourself with your magic. Here take this it will protect you.’ You felt another push.
You sat in the bathtub coughing and heavily breathing in and out. Once your breathing returned to normal, you looked down at your hand in which you were holding a crystal pendant. You recognised the crystal as smoky quartz.
Alex looked at you in confusion. ‘Did it work, did you see her?’ You looked at him, noticing his presence ‘Yes, and you won’t like what it.’
‘Y/N, I can’t take care of her.’ Alex pointed at Lily with frustration, but you knew that there was no negotiating this. ‘Both of you enough. Lily, I know you want to come with me, but it will only be a couple of days. And Alex, you are the only one I can trust with her.’ They both looked at you with begging eyes, and even if you didn’t like the idea of separating, you knew it had to be done. ‘Please, don’t leave me.’ Lily was hysterical she couldn’t catch a breath, crying. So you kneeled down and hugged her tight. ‘I know you don’t like it, I don’t like it either.’ ‘So why can’t I stay with you?’ You took a deep breath to stop yourself from crying. ‘It will be very short, and we will be together in no time’ You hugged her even tighter and kissed her on her cheek, she giggled. You stood up and hugged Alex and whispered into his ear. ‘Take her as far as you can, don’t stop until you know no one will find you, don’t contact me. I will find you.’ You took a deep breath and handed Alex your car keys. Then you hugged Lily again. ‘Safe trip, see you soon, love you.’ You said, and they left replying love you too. You knew this wasn’t going to be a short separation but you couldn’t tell them.
When you saw them leave the driveway, you put on your jacket and boots and went to the reception. Hoping there is still a car available to rent.
‘Hi, sorry,’ You caught the attention of an old lady at the reception desk. ‘How may I help you, dear?’ ‘I would like to rent a car.’ ‘You are lucky we have one car left, may I have your ID and driving licence?’ You gave her the document answered a couple of questions, and soon you were holding a pair of car keys. Thank you, bye’ You smiled at the lady and left the building.
You found the car, got in it and drove towards the New Orleans.
A/N: This part focuses on the reader after what happened in the garden, I used this piece to set the plot for future parts. I hope you will enjoy it.
Pardon any mistakes but it is really late, and my eyes are half closed.
Wordcount:1843
After half an hour of complete silence, Alex finally looked at you. You felt his gaze and turned your head to face him just for a moment. His face displayed troubled expression. He opened his mouth to say something, but he didn’t. Instead, he stared at the road before him. Still not looking at you he said ‘I just don’t get it. Why wouldn’t you tell me?’ You didn’t turn to face him this time, but you felt his eyes on you. You breathed heavily and said the first thing that came to your mind. ‘Because I didn’t want anybody to know.’ Alex swallowed hard ‘I thought we were best friends,’ he whispered. ‘Alex, what do you want me to say? That I am sorry, sorry for not telling you?’ You responded with a raised whisper, weary of your sister sleeping in the backseat. ‘This is not what I am saying. I just thought that we can trust each other. For God sake Y/N, I was telling you everything!’ You knew he was hurt and that he didn’t mean to raise his voice. You looked at him. ‘I do trust you-‘ You tried to explain yourself, but he interrupted you. ‘Clearly not enough’ he said sarcastically. ‘Alex, I was sixteen when my mother passed away, and not long after he’ You closed your eyes and your eyebrows frowned, you swallowed hard before you continued ‘I was lost, I didn’t want people to know, I was scared that if … If I told, that he would…’ Tears were shielding your eyes. ‘Y/N, you don’t’ Alex tried to calm you down. But the tears were already falling from your eyes, down your cheeks and dripped off your chin onto your sweeter.
You heard lily move in the back. You whipped the tears and cleared your throat, ‘Is everything alright?’ You asked with a smile and a cheery voice. ’I need to pee.’ She said sleepily. ‘Alright will take a stop at the nearest gas station.’ You said and looked at the clock that showed four thirty-seven in the morning which meant that you have been driving for over eight hours with no break, fixated to get as far as possible. Suddenly your eyes felt heavy as you approached the gas station. You stopped the engine and said to the both of them. ‘We are stopping for no more than ten minutes, go to the toilet and grab what you need.’ The last you said more to Alex than Lily. You waited for Alex and Lily to get out of the car, and then you lock it. First, you all headed to the toilet.
You waited for Lily, and then you both motioned to the sink. You were washing your hands when you lifted your head and looked into the mirror. You were shocked by what you saw. You had massive bruise stretching from your right cheek and onto your lips. Your lower lip was broken with a big dry lump. ‘Did a bad man hurt you?’ You heard Lily say and you immediately looked at her confused as to what you should tell her. ‘Yes, but I hit him harder.’ You said smiling, and she smiled back.
You meet Alex outside the toilet. He was holding water, snacks and sandwiches. ‘I thought you might be hungry, I also ordered some tea for all of us. Should be ready in no time.’ He said proudly of himself. ‘Great’You said when you heard someone call you to take your tea. You took it and walked towards your car monitoring your surroundings. ‘Alex,’He looked at you puzzled. ’Do you see the two men in that black car? Over there.’ You asked not knowing if you are just paranoid. He dismissed your suspicions. ‘I am sure it is nothing, we, you were driving all night. You are probably just tired, maybe I should drive for a while, and you could take a nap.’ ‘Maybe you’re right’ You admitted
‘So, where should I drive?’ He asked sitting in the drivers’ seat. And that was a good question. Because despite you were driving, you didn’t know where you were headed. ‘Maybe we should take a break at the nearest “bed and breakfast”’ You were sitting at the back and in no time you fall asleep.
‘Y/N’ You heard your name and felt a shrug. You barely opened your eyes to what was going on, and you saw Alex. ‘We are taking a break at the “bed and breakfast like at your mamas”’ You rubbed your eye and yawned ‘Where are we?’ He pursed his lips sarcastically ‘At the nearest b&d’ ’What time is it? You questioned. ‘Nearly six in the morning, I already got us a room.’ He said and gave you his hand, which you took lazily. Where is Lily?’ You asked noticing that she is nowhere to be seen. ‘She is already in the room.’ This worked like a trigger, you started pacing to the entrance. Alex was right behind you. He caught up with you. And led you to the room.
You saw Lily fast asleep, peaceful and innocent. ‘I’ll take the couch.’ Said Alex and you just nodded and laid beside your sister.
You were dreaming about your mother when you were little. You were playing in your grandmother’s garden in a city you don’t recall. You heard your mom call you and you were overwhelmed by the scent of her perfume. Sweet, fresh fruity scent. ‘Y/N you cannot be here.’ You looked at her confused until the dream wasn’t a dream anymore. ‘Mom?’You hugged her tight, and she stroked your hair. She then suddenly pulled you away ‘No, Y/N you cannot be here.’ You looked at her quizzingly, eyebrows frowned. She realised that you don’t understand why it is. Why you can’t visit her? So, she answered your question, that hasn’t even been asked. ‘Oh, sweetie’ her voice brooked ‘it is dangerous, if you come here too often, you might get trapped and won’t be able to go back.’ You were even more confused. But you needed an answer to one question that was hunting you since the last time you saw her. ‘Mom, remember the last time I was here,’ She nodded not knowing where you were going with this question. ‘you said I have to practice something,’ She nodded once again. ‘but you never told me what.’ She smiled at you, like a sun spell. Proud and impatient to tell you she started to talk. ‘Do you remember when you were five and you and your dad went on the camping trip?’ You smiled at that memory it was your first time camping under the bare sky. ‘On that trip, something happened,’ You frowned your eyebrows confused ‘You got angry because you didn’t want to come back’ You couldn’t remember that incident ‘you screamed at your dad and a nice sunny day changed into thunder.’ You looked down and whispered ’I don’t remember that why?’ She looked at you with sorrow and continued with her story. ‘After you came back from the trip, your dad told me what has happened. We thought that you didn’t have it in you, but to our surprise, you had, have something far more powerful.’ You looked at your mom not understanding. ‘You see,’ She breathed out heavily. ‘you have a gift of magic, not just a traditional one, you have a very rare gift that allows you to control nature, of course for a price.’ Your eyes, wide open in disbelieve. ‘It makes you physically weak.’‘Is that what it was. I used “magic” to escape Rees and the others’ You felt insane, but you let her carry on, and so she did. ‘Your dad took your powers, but when he died, they came back to their owner. To you. And so, I went to a friend of mine, who gave me the necklace to block your powers.’ She finished, and you could not believe what you just herd. ‘Mom, this isn’t real, I am just dreaming’ You squeezed your eyes in an attempt to wake up but it didn’t work. ‘honey this is not a dream, and now listen to me.’ She said very seriously ‘You need to go to your grandmothers’ home in New Orleans and find her spell books and diaries. Just be careful many people want them. Go there and take them and never stop moving.’ You wanted to ask her questions, but she wouldn’t let you. ‘Go’ ‘But mom, I need to know so many things’ You said. ‘there is no time, now Gooo!’ She screamed at you, and her face turned into one that you often saw in horror movies. Pale white with black circles for eyes.
You walk up with a scream and tears. You were breathing very slowly, like that one time you decided to run a marathon. You closed your eyes and turned your head so that it would face your sister, but when you opened your eyes, they meet an empty pillow. You burst out of bed, you looked around and realised that it was only you in the room, so you just put your shoes on and left the room. You went downstairs to where the noises came from, and you saw Alex and Lily sit at a table laughing and eating. You were leaning against the door frame when Lily saw you and waved at you to join them.
You were eating a French toast when you saw your stepfather in the news. You immediately stopped eating. ‘We are currently at Mr Rees Owndel’s’ Said the news reporter. ‘whose daughters were kidnapped by gang members. As you can the garden is completely destroyed.’ They showed a video footage of the garden. ‘Mr Rees, would you like to say anting?’ The cameras showed your stepfather, who had tears in his cold eyes. ‘I don’t know what to say. I just want my girls to come home.’ Son of a bitch. You whispered, thankfully no one could hear you. ‘I only have one message to you.’ Said your stepfather. His voice cooler that ice, he starred directly to the camera, stared at you. ‘You can’t escape from me, I will find you everywhere you go, you can’t run from me. I will have it, and you will give it to me.’ He smiled viciously. You knew that this message was for you. You were petrified, but you shook the feeling off and looked at Alex and Lily.
‘Guys we are leaving.’ They both looked at you and then Alex turned around and you and Lily’s photos on the screen. You grabbed Lily’s hand, and you all were walking towards the exit when you were spotted by the manager. ‘Hey, wait.’ None of you stopped, and you ran towards your car. When you all took your original seats, you saw the manager speak to someone on the phone. No doubt he was calling the police. You just speed away. Headed towards New Orleans.
I know this was a long read, and there were no vampires involved, but I really needed this part to make this into a bit longer series. I also wanted to develop the reader’s character. Let me know if you would like anything specific to be in the story. Otherwise, I hope you enjoyed it. :)
Reader x readers!mother x stepfather x Klaus x Elijah x Alex x readers!sister
Fandom: The Originals
Authors note: This is the continuation of the previous part! So, if you haven’t read part one then I highly recommend. I hope you will enjoy. I know I did enjoy writing it. Let me know what you thought of it and if you would like part 3.
Warnings: Mentioning of blood and ripped hearts out, but if you watch “The Originals” it should not bother you.
Wordcount: 1774
‘Y/N’ You heard your name being called by a sweet, homey voice. ‘Y/N, open your eyes, honey.’ You felt something soft tingling your forearm. ‘Mom, stop’ You laughed because it was the way only your mother walked you up. And then you froze and rapidly opened your eyes. And you saw her, kneeling above you, examining your body. She cupped your face with her one hand and softly rubbed your cheek. ‘Oh, baby I am so sorry. It is all my fault.’ Your mom said with torment in her eyes. You sat beside her and allowed her to hug you gently. She stroked your hair while you breathed in the sweet, fresh fruity scent of the perfume that she has always warn. ‘Mom,’You broke the silence. ‘I don’t understand, how are you here?’ She looked at you not knowing what to say. When she finally spoke, it left you confused. ‘Honey, do you know what happened? Do you remember anything?’ Your eyes rested on her, but your sight else were. You were reliving past event with your stepfather in the led role, then you saw the men, and it all came to you. ‘Am I dead?’ You said breathlessly. ‘Not yet, time here slows down’ She answered and smiled shyly. ‘So, where are we?’ She thought for a second and then spoke. ‘We are in the “in-between”, it is a place for spirits that have either something uncompleted or if their body is still fighting or’ She didn’t have a chance to finish because you immediately got to your feet. ‘Lily!’ You shouted with wide open eyes. Your panic clearly vocal ‘I completely forgot about her, mom I need to go back!’ Your face tensed ‘How do I go back?’
Meanwhile at your house
‘C’mon, love, drink’ Klaus was feeding you his blood. He then heard a cruel laughter coming from your stepfather’s mouth. Klaus turned around, and his eyes turned gold, with a flick of an eye Klaus got to him and lifted him by his throat…
In-between
‘Y/N you are stronger than you think you are you just need to…’ She didn’t have a chance to finish when you felt a strong pull and feel to your knees. ‘Mom, what is happening?’ She grabbed your hands and squeezed them. ‘Your body begins to wake,’ She said with a serious tone in her voice and a loving smile. ‘Now, listen to me, we don’t much time. Rees (your stepfather) is dangerous, his true nature is reviled once each month.’ You looked at her confused, not understanding what she is talking about. ‘You need to take your sister and leave, never stop, never stay in one place for too long.’ ‘Mom’ You said scared by her words ‘No, listen you are powerful, strong, much stronger than you think. You just need to learn how to control it, you need to practice it.’ You grinned in pain. ‘Mom, I don’t understand. What do you…’ You were cut off, unable to catch a breath. The last thing you saw, was your mother ripping you necklace off your neck and saying, ‘I love you.’ and the tears running down her cheeks.The necklace that she gave you after your fathers’ death when you were nine.
You lifted into sitting position on the floor in your bedroom, unable to breathe. When you finally caught your breath, you fall to the ground in relieve. You then heard a choking noise and turned to where it came from. You saw a man holing Rees by his throat, and you immediately sat down shocked by what you saw. You froze in fear, tears streaming down your cheeks. The man had gold eyes and black veins around them and blood dripping from his mouth.
Your gaze then rested on your stepfather, who had a smirk on his face. He was also covered in blood, and you could not help but wonder whose blood was it yours or his? The man turned to face your stepfather. ‘Do you care to see your doing, lad?’ He said with a deep British accent. He then threw Rees towards you, this caused you to move back. Klaus then lifted Rees, who begin to struggle with him, and eventually hit Klaus. On Klaus’ face appeared a playful smirk. He grabbed him by his throat yet again, and pushed him against the wall, this time leaving crack marks behind. ‘Now, here is how this is going to play out’ said Klaus ‘You can either be a good doggy and live, or,’ Klaus smirked on this thought and carried on ‘you can die’ He said emotionlessly. ‘The choice is yours’ He then looked at you ‘You’re a fool, nothing but a fool’ said your stepfather and begin to laugh.
At that moment yet another man burst into your room. He was wearing an expensive looking suit. ‘Niklaus, we have company’ said the man. ‘Not now Elijah, I am trying to teach this dog a lesson’ Said Klaus pressing your stepfather harder into the wall. ‘Niklaus, there is no time for this, I will take the girl you take the dog’ The man approached you and give you his hand, at first you hesitated, and then you took it. ‘Keep close behind me.’ You waved your head “yes” unable to say a word.
You were walking outside when a pack of people trashed your never-ending garden. You looked at the man, and you saw black veins under his eyes. ‘Hide´ He ordered, and you listened.
You hid behind a great old tree. Your back rested on the tree, it supported your height because your legs were unable to carry out this task. What is happening, who are these people? The questions were spinning in your head. After a couple of seconds, you peeked to see what was happening. It was a bloodbath. You saw the two men, Klaus and Elijah rip the harts out of the chests of people who came near them. You could not believe what you were seeing. Tears were dripping from your chin. This is insane, just fucking insane. Mass murder in my garden You spoke to yourself with an amused voice. Someone must have added something to my drink, and now I am hallucinating some fucked up crazy shit. There is no any other option. Alex must have to sneak some of his “mood boosters’ into my tea. I am gonna kill this little fuck. Your monologue continued. But you were quickly pulled out of the trans when you heard a whistle, and then your sister’s calling filled your ears. She was calling for help. She was calling you.
You came out from behind the tree and saw how frightened she was. Some men held her and motioned her into a car, and your stepfather was walking towards it, with a proud expression on his face. He stopped for a brief moment and looked at you ‘What can I say sometimes you’re on top and other times you’re on the bottom, and you my dear are always on the bottom’ he said and continued to walk. You immediately looked around into chaos, the brothers were overwhelmed by the number of opponents they had a face.
And then you felt it, her presence. You smelled her sweet fresh fruity scent. You closed your eyes, filled with the power you screamed‘Stoooooop!’ You breathed heavily, when you opened your eyes you were amazed, everyone was down on the ground, shocked or simply unconscious. Before anyone could stop you, you ran to you sister. You lifted her like a little bride and run to your car. You let her climb through the driver’s seat on to the passenger’s seat, you then took your place, and with a shaky hand you pressed the “start” button to start the engine, and you speed away. ‘Thank you, mom.’ You smiled and looked at your sister who was staring at you. ‘Everything is going to be fine. Don’t worry. I will protect you.’ You said relieved when she managed to curve her lips.
You heard a ring of your phone and your body tensed, and then relaxed when you saw that it was Alex. ‘Where are you, I’ve been trying to reach you all day.’ He was speaking fast, relieved that he finally reached you. ‘Alex, I am leaving the city.’ He didn’t say anything, so you just continued. ‘I’m with Lily, something happened, and we have to run’ When he spoke you could hear that he was confused ‘Why? What happened? Where are you going? What about your stepfather, he will never let you leave.’ You took a deep breath and replied ‘That’s the thing I am running from him. I don’t know where, but I have to leave. It is not safe for us to stay here.’ Alex replied quickly ‘I am going with you’ He said full of confidence. ‘There is nothing here for me, I have only you, and if you leave, I will be alone.’ You knew it was true, so you agreed. ‘Alright, I will pick you up in five, get everything you need and grab a blanket and a pillow.’ You hang up and drove to his house.
Alex’s story might have been worse than yours or as equal. His mother abounded him and his dad. He had no siblings. The day he turned 18 his father abandoned him too. So, when he said he only had you it was the truth, you at least had Lily, he had nobody but you.
You got to his house, and you saw he was already outside waiting with his bag hanging on his shoulder and pillow and blanket in his arms. You stopped the car, and you said to Lily ‘Sit in the back’ She looked at you and obeyed unwillingly. Alex threw the blanket with a pillow on the back seat and took his place in front.
‘So, do you wanna tell me what happened?’ He said when you started the engine. You turned around and looked at Lily. ‘Do you wanna watch a Disney movie?’ You asked her, and she nodded in agreement. ‘Put headphones on.’ You then turned to Alex and told him everything. Starting from the truth about your stepfather and ending with what happened in your garden. He turned his face away from you drowning in thoughts. You turned around, Lily was already asleep. You were not surprised because it was already dark.
You stared at the wide empty road. Now you were finally free. Your lips curved slightly it wasn’t how you planned to escape that powerful man, but you did.
Thank you for taking your time and reading it. Again, I hope you enjoyed it. Let me know what your thoughts are and if you would like part 3.
Reader x Sister x Stepfather (meeting Klaus and Elijah)
Fandom: The Originals
Wordcount: 1430
Imagine living in New York City with your stepfather after your mother passed away. You are now 18, and your little sister is 6. Your stepfather abuses you physically, mentally and sexually but you know that you cannot leave your sister alone. And so, one day you notice that he looks at her with a strange look and you try to figure out how to escape that powerful man.
Authors note: I hope you will enjoy this piece. Please let me know if you did and if would like part two. This may surprise you, but I am new to the tumblr, and so I hope you like my creation. If you did not like it, then please say why, instead of spreading hate. Please excuse any spelling or grammar mistakes, but English is not my first language.
Warnings: Mention of violence: physical, mental and sexual, (the brutal, violent scene at the end) if you are not okay with this type of writing or if you struggle and this might worsen your condition then please skip this writing. I am sure you will find something more appealing to you.
It is six in the morning when your phone starts buzzing. You get up, and you look around your bedroom. The door to your bathroom is to your right and to your left is a double door leading to your walk-in closet and in-between of those two rooms are doors leading out of your room. You go into the bathroom, you take a shower, wash your hair and your face. Then you sit in front of the large mirror and put your makeup on. You then dried and styled your hair into a high ponytail. You then left your bathroom and walked into your closed, you took an outfit that you prepared a day before. It consisted red-wine sweeter, a white-collar shirt, skinny black jeans and high heel boots. On top of that, you put on your favourite vintage-marine black coat. You grabbed your school bag and your car keys and walk down the stairs.
It was already 8.30 am, and you meet your sister in the hallway waiting for you to drive her to school. ‘Are you ready?’ You ask her. She looked at you with a big smile and said ‘Always’you returned her smile and as you were about to leave he came into the hallway. And you saw that vicious smile on his face, but you were used to it, and it didn’t frighten you anymore. It was the way he looked at Lili that made you shiver. He looked at her as if he was the hunter and she was the pray. He was about to walk away when Lili noticed his presence and turned; with a blink of an eye she was running towards him calling ‘Daddy’. God, she is so innocent. You thought, but you had to do something to get her away from him so you did the only thing that you could. ‘Lili, we are going to be late’ you said impatiently, you could not bear to see him touch her especially today because he hugged her “possessively”. When he let go of her, his eyes rested on you, His lips were curved in a fake smile, but his eyes were strangling you. ‘Bye, daddy, I love you, have a lovely day!’ Lili thundered full of enthusiasm. ‘I love you too dolly.’ He responded with fake warmth in voice. He is not capable of loving, you thought. And then you two left the house.
You were listening to Lili’s favourite song all the way to her school. You were thinking of a way of protecting her from that monster. After 30 minutes of driving, you finally got to Lili’s school. ‘Have a wonderful day Lil’ you said to her as she was about to leave the car. She then looked at you and with a big smile said. ‘You too Y/N’. And she disappeared into the school crowd.
You then carried on driving to your school. You were drowning in your thoughts, unnoticeably you started to speak to yourself. ‘What should I do? How can I protect her? He can hurt me, I will take it. Whatever it is. His words can’t hurt me anymore. His actions already hurt me. He can’t hurt me anymore. There is only one thing he can do to break me. If he hurts Lily. She is innocent and pure. She is an angel, and he is the Devil himself. I need to do something to protect her. But what?’ By the time you could answer your question, you were already in the parking lot at your school. And someone was knocking at your car window to get your attention. ‘If you are planning on getting to Mrs Trarian class on time, you better hurry up!’ Alex shouted so you could hear him.
Alex was your best friend. Your only friend, as you were constantly moving from city to city, and despite being rich, you didn’t want to “buy” yourself a bunch of fake friends and instead you decided to be friends with this awkward, cute, gay boy. Who had a bright smile and messy blonde hair and who never took anything seriously. He believed that worry brings wrinkles. You told him and trusted him with everything, apart from this one thing. You never told him about who really is your stepfather; a monster. You reserved to a minimum when it came to him, that you didn’t really like him, but you never said why.
When you got out of the car, Alex immediately took your hand under his arm. ‘Oh My God, you will not believe who was at my house last night.’ He said with such enthusiasm that you couldn’t help but laugh. He looked at you with the playful-angry look and carried on. ‘So, I was with Andrew.’ He seemed so proud. Andrew was his all-time crush. ‘No freaking way, tell me all about it. And don’t you dare miss any detail. I. Want. To. Know. It. All.’ You said the last couple of words like a threat to signal him that he can’t miss anything. Not a single detail. ‘So…’he carried on ‘he came to my house because he needed my help with physics. And after an hour my mom said that she is going to her friends. After the front doors fell shut, he got up, and we started to make out and then … we, you know.’ He finished his story as we here approaching our history class. ‘I can’t believe you have done it before me, really I need to speed up my game.’ And then we walked into the class.
Thankfully, Mrs Trarian was off, and your substitute teacher turned on some documentary about the “French Revolution” because you could not concentrate on what was happening in the classroom. You were preoccupied with the behaviour of your stepfather, every time you closed your eyes you could see how he looked at your baby sister.
After your history class, you faked to feel ill, and you went home. Unfortunately, your stepfather was there. You walked into the house and instantly realised that he wasn’t alone. He was with clients. You were headed upstairs when you heard ‘Y/N, is that you.’ You immediately thought regrettably yes, but you only said. ‘Yes.’As politely as you could. ‘Can you please come here for a second?’ And you made your way into his office, at least he can’t hurt you. You thought as you walked. You walked into his office, and you immediately saw two men standing there. You swallowed hard, and you heard. ‘What is wrong darling? Why are you home?’ You stood there astonished. What a son-of-a-bitch, a fucking actor. ‘I wasn’t feeling very well, so I decided to come home.’ You tried to sound like a good daughter, that you had to pretend to be every time his work-related people were around. ‘Listen I am about to finish with these gentlemen so why don’t you go to your room and I will come right there to see if you needed anything?’ Your eyes wide open with fear and you say with trembling voice. ‘I, um it is, it’s, um fine. I am s-sure it will pass soon. D-d-don’t trouble yourself. He looked at you viciously, as you almost disguised him. ‘Excuse me Misters Mikealson’ You saw him walk towards you and you couldn’t help but take a step back. He gripped your arm hard and motion you to your room. Your body tensioned and your steps were forced by him. You walked in silence.
He opened your bedroom door and pushed you, you struggled to keep your balance. And then he came close to you; his body millimetres way. ‘Do you think you can come here and embarrass me in front of my best clients?’ You could smell his rotten breath. ‘Gosh, you’re so beautiful’ His breath heavy on your right ear as his hand moved a piece of hair off your face. ‘But you need to be punished.’ He spat with sharp, aggressive voice. And then you felt a firm grip pulling your hair, and he pushed you. You landed on the floor. And all you could hear is ringing in your ears, your eyes unable to focus, you feel a heavy weight on your stomach, and then pain shoots your face, and you could taste your blood in your mouth. A tight grip on your shoulders lifted you. Then pushed you to the ground, hitting your head and back on the floor. Once. Twice. And then it stopped, and you laid on the floor peacefully. Half unconscious. Your eyes struggled to stay open, and you saw two pairs of shoes. Your eyes fell shut.
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Cuddling with Klaus Hargreeves would look something like this…
We can all agree that Klaus seems like a very affectionate person.
Cheek kisses, holding hands, hugs… literally everything and anything. It’s the result of a touch starved childhood.
You indulged his affections and the only way to describe how he made you feel was warm. It was nice having someone who would hold you and pour all their love and affection for you.
And when Klaus showed you affection it felt genuine. His flighty personality made it so that every small act of touch made you blush knowing that somewhere in his mind he was thinking of you.
It was… rather nice.
Now of course relationships are boundary breaking and by far one of the largest boundaries broken was your problem with sleeping.
Overthinking was a killer and sleep had always been hard. Your mind could never shut down and the only way to describe your issue was, as you had told Klaus, “like the world was collapsing in on itself”.
“That sounds really awful.”
“Tell me about it.”
So one night, Klaus decided to stay over. It was only slightly nerve wracking for you. You were scared of him falling asleep and you still being… well awake.
Klaus was aware of your situation as refrained himself from touching you as he fell asleep beside you.
The moment worked out exactly how you thought… Klaus asleep and you awake and anxious and fighting off the urge to shift.
You failed at that.
You tried to shift quietly but Klaus heard you regardless. He let out a groan. “You’re still up?”
“Sorry.” You murmured.
He rubbed his eyes. “No, no! It’s fine. It’s not your fault.”
You softly smiled. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I think it’s a good thing seeing as you aren’t asleep. I’d rather stay up all night with you then have you suffer alone.”
You grin, his words cheering you up. “I know. I just wish there was a way for me to stop thinking for one fucking moment.”
He nods, his eyes seeming to be lost in thought. Klaus looked at you calmly. “Do you trust me?”
You nodded.
And that moment changed everything. He still faced you, looking you in the eyes as he slightly shifted. His arms wrapped around your back, lightly pushing you closer to him. Surprisingly, you didn’t panic. In fact, you collapsed into his warmth. Your head fell against his chest and you felt his lips kiss your temple.
It was the best night of sleep you had ever gotten.
From there, Klaus slept over every night and he held you. Your mind no longer raced down highways and you stopped tossing and turning.
And Klaus… he was overjoyed that he had somehow managed to solve your problem. He felt needed and that was something rare to him.
“Hey, Klaus?”
“Yeah, Y/N?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For being here.” you murmured. “When I’m with you, the world no longer collapses.”
Klaus Hargreeves dating a shy reader would include…
Klaus is the opposite of shy.
He’s loud, he’s boisterous, he’s unapologetically himself. It’s a surprise that someone who is shy would fall in love with someone so distinctly the opposite.
But opposites attract or so the saying goes.
You meeting Klaus would be purely accidental. He prefers to hang out at parties, clubs, bars- places where he won’t be alone. Those places were not necessarily your scene.
Shockingly, you met Klaus at a coffee shop. You were there to relax, do some reading and have a nice cup of coffee. Klaus was recovering from a hangover and smoking a cigarette outside.
You bumped into him while leaving.
It was like a twisted cliché.
You spilled your drink on him, he jumped and you squealed.
It was one big fucking mess.
You were scared he was going to be angered and were surprised but relieved when he only laughed. “Wow, that really warmed me up. How’d you know I was cold?”
You stared at him in confusion and embarrassment. “I am so sorry.”
His voice was sweet and seemed to stay at the positive tone from before. “No, no, no. You’re more than good.”
When you finally calmed you almost cried because Klaus looked completely… wrecked. If you had known him you would know Klaus couldn’t care about what he wore as long as it somewhat expressed himself and fit comfortably. But from your eye he looked… well… like he needed some help.
You took him back to your apartment to give him something… no anything… to wear. He insisted it was okay but didn’t protest when you dragged him along.
You didn’t speak much, instead listened to all of his stories and random thoughts that popped into his head.
“You don’t talk much, do you?” he said, once it had been ten minutes and you still didn’t say a word.
“No.” you replied. “Some people are better as listeners.”
Klaus didn’t know what to say to that. He appreciated being listened to. He had never been listened to truly in his life but he also knew that sometimes people needed to be heard.
When the two of you arrived at your apartment he took a skirt, a leather jacket and a band t-shirt and somehow managed to pull it off?
“Well, now I owe you one.” he thought out loud.
You laugh. “You don’t owe me anything, Klaus. I owed you.”
“Yeah and now I owe you. Or maybe we can just agree that me owing you is me trying to say I would like to hang out with you again?”
His words flustered you. “Really?”
“Of course!” he said. “Maybe I can be the listener in your life.”
He left after that and he left you stunned at the sudden wisdom.
Soon after the two of you went out together often.
Klaus did indeed become the listener in your life. He was rather good at it too. He pushed you out of your comfort zone but somehow managed to make it comfortable just by being there beside you.
He fit right into the crazy and unfamiliar but he was familiar to you so… it was an odd but comfortable balance.
Book stores were an interesting feat due to the fact that Klaus had a short attention span. However, if he did ever roam off you could find him in the manga aisle scrolling through the comic-like books.
“We should start watching anime.”
“I mean… sure.”
If Klaus ever did take you to a bar (the only place of his you’d ever step foot in) he made sure to introduce you to his nice friends. You’d soon fall into conversation and he’d smile knowing that you were happy.
Cooking together was interesting because Klaus was surprisingly good at it and you… not so much. He’d teach you and it was the one time he was calm. His fingers were made to work quick and cutting up peppers and onions fell along those lines.
He’s very affectionate but in odd ways. He loves giving you flowers or little things that remind him of you (anything ranging from a penny, to a ticket stub to a candy wrapper).
*** Cheek kisses
Watching movies together but only as long as Klaus could make commentary (he is definitely the type of person who likes to make funny or sarcastic comments during movies… cough, cough **me)
But most of all, Klaus made you feel special.
“Remember, when you said you were more of a listener?”
“Yeah, Klaus. I remember.”
“Well, I like hearing your voice.”
“Thanks, Klaus. It’s all because of you, you know.”
“Really? I’m glad then. I like listening to the Y/N show.”
“The Y/N show?” you laugh.
“Yup. The Y/N show. You’re the star.”
“Then you’re the producer.”
“Of course. And I’ll get to announce at the end of each night. That’s the end of the Y/N show! So long! Farewell! Good evening and Good Night!”
A/N: heads up… I’m not “back” (i say this now but watch i swear to god) this was sitting in the drafts and i read it and impulsively decided to publish it and… yeah.
Summary: Shaky fingers become steady hands once they dance across the keys of a piano forte.
You and Klaus Hargreeves had one thing in common and that was the slight twitch of your fingers.
Klaus, for one, has always hated his. It was a natural twitch that only got worse after the use of drugs and other mind-altering substances. His father deemed it “pathetic” and an “annoyance” whenever he drummed his fingers against the table at lunch.
Your twitch, however, had managed to become something beautiful when out to good use by your own supportive parents. Klaus was thoroughly enjoying the beauty now as your fingers lightly danced across piano keys in the stormy silence of the academy.
His head sat on your shoulder as you played sweet melodies and occasional sad fortes. A smile lay steadily on your face, eyes melting into the keys. The cloudy skies that awaited at the window merely faded away with the drawn out echoes of the piano.
Klaus knew that the silence in the house meant all his siblings were listening. He’d bet Vanya was hidden behind a column with curiosity raging inside her as she inquired in joining in with her violin. Perhaps Diego would pause in his training and Luther and Allison would stop their secret rendezvous to listen to the quiet player at the stairs.
You brought peace and comfort, something Klaus was eternally grateful for.
When you finished your piece, fixing his hair with a now steady hand and a soft smile. He flushed as you did so. “That was amazing, Y/N.”
“Thank you.” you chuckled, eyes roaming down to his own trembling fingers. You take them in yours, lightly moving them to hover over the keys. Klaus gulped, the proximity of his face to yours nerve-wracking. He could make out the curve of your jaw and the small difference in the hues of each strand of hair. “Can I teach you?”
He nodded softly. “Yeah, sure. By all means.”
You grin, pressing his fingers down on two keys for the chords, guiding his other hand to play the melody. A euphoric sound mused from the instrument causing his heart to flutter in awe, looking down at his own typically twitching fingers that had evoked the sound.
Klaus was starting to understand why you enjoyed playing so much.
The impromptu lesson continued on with your side pressed against his as you played small portions of the song for him to imitate. Klaus’ playback was as expected… quite choppy. The keys didn’t quite sing the same way as you made them but even so the moment was beautiful. The uneven playing made your heart tug as you remembered when you had first discovered the secrets and comforts of piano keys.
And now you were teaching them to Klaus Hargreeves who was slowly growing entranced with his own child-like dance across the forte.
When he finished the piece you taught him, playing it through hesitantly, he gazed at you with wide eyes. “How did I do?”
You grinned, an honest answer leaving your lips. “You did perfect, Klaus.” you pushed a hand through his messy hair. “It was perfect.”
Klaus grinned, his heart skipping twice as he laid his head on your shoulder once more, listening keenly as you picked up another gracefully soft melody to lull him to a peaceful daze with.
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not tagging anyone because… i really don’t care about that stuff anymore. whoever sees this sees it i guess
Im hoping to get back into writing. I’ve been slammed with several 8 week college classes. Ill be writing soon I may write some Umbrella Academy stuff ♀️
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.”
Hey everyone!! I’m going to make a list down below of the fandoms and characters I write for!!! I’m just going to put a few, but if any of you have any requests for characters that aren’t mentioned down below. I’d be happy to look into some other characters!
