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.
Requested: yes Published: November 11th, 2021 Pairing: Klaus Mikaelson x Reader Prompt(s): funny #5 & #27, angst #20 & #21 from my prompt list Warning(s):none but it has a nothappy ending Word count:1.7k Author’s note: Omigod omigod! This is a favorite definitely! I also live for writing about scenes directly in the show. It’s just so exciting to put Y/N into something completely canon!
Your giggles could be heard all throughout the mansion you occupied. With speed one wouldn’t think was possible, you and your lover made your way to the vestibule. Your dress was hindered useless the moment you were prompted against the lavish wall. Portraits of people were all around you, no doubt adding to your arousal.
“We must be quiet, Nik,” you said through breathless moans. The feeling of his lips on your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin was euphoric. You wrapped your arms around his neck, yanking his hat off his head in order to get better access to his locks.
“I am quite silent, my love,” he said in between pampering kisses all over, “It is you who is unable to control their desires.”
“You bastard,” was the only thing you managed to bite out before you were on the move again. Your back hit the soft mattress with a soft thud, and a body came over it.
Niklaus Mikaelson had seen every curve of you for the better part of 800 hundred years.
And yet somehow, he still couldn’t get enough of you.
With every century comes a new type of layer that would wrap you like a present for him to unwrap and with the current, newest era, the skirt that hid your willowy legs hitched up better than in any other.
As he continued to kiss you and revel in your scent, a different, more menacing part of him that held layers and layers of self-loathing and self-doubt began to break through to the surface of his heart.
As he continued to roam your body with his mouth, the dagger hidden in his mass of clothes rubbed against like a taut, showing what he needed to do.
He went through the trouble of finding a witch obedient enough to cast a spell on the dagger. Niklaus made it custom for you, the dagger, as the one he used on his brother’s was meant for the firsts of firsts.
If it meant anything, his heart broke at the thought.
Niklaus pinned you to the bed, putting enough way on you to make you helpless yet clueless. While one hand cupped the corset that adorned you, the other one travelled behind his front until it grasped the hilt of the dagger, he hid from you so well.
The next few moments were the worst moments of your life.
The familiar striking pain of a dagger enveloped your body, and you gasped. Your eyes found your lover’s teary ones, and the only thing you could do was ask why before your skin grew gray and your eyes closed.
Niklaus Mikaelson cried like never before.
***
2011, MYSTIC FALLS, VIRGINIA
When you opened your eyes, the thirst that overcame your entire being was like never before. Your gums were under immerse pressure, the fangs that you were in possession of threatening to slide right out.
“Well look who it is.”
The voice was undeniably Kol’s. You just knew it.
Straight out of death and you knew it was him.
“Our brother’s partner in crime. Look where that got you.”
“Blood,” was all you said to him. Or more like whispered. Your throat was too dry to do any better and that was the perfect indicator that let you know you have been dead for a long time.
“Here, drink,” it wasn’t Kol’s voice anymore. Next to you appeared Elijah, dressed in a different set of clothes from what you remembered. In his hands was blood, and despite the weird packaging it came in, your primal instincts were sure.
You could barely even raise your head, let alone close in on the bag to down it.
Elijah had to help you.
And he did.
He cradled your head in his hand, carefully raising you until your lips brushed against the bag.
It didn’t take long until you finished three of those bags.
And when you did, all you felt was anger toward the one person you never felt even remotely annoyed at.
***
“Go ahead and kill me. I know you’ll do it when he brings the coffin.”
Stefan was very much still alive, despite the harsh burns on his hand. As Klaus pulled him out of the fire, his grunts of pain became less frequent. “You really have given up, haven’t you? Where’s the fight? Where’s the ripper?”
Klaus pushes Stefan as a taunt. Stefan pushes back aggressively. Suddenly, Elijah and Damon return to the room, beside them a female servant that’s carrying a tray.
“Elijah…why haven’t you left?”
“Where are your manners, brother? We forgot dessert.” He announced, swiping at the tray and removing its cover. Three silver daggers lie on it. Two for originals, and a one, rendered ineffective after a witch undid its curse.
Klaus visibly paled, “What have you done?”
“What have you done?” Elijah said, “You see, I’ve learned not to trust your vulgar promises, Klaus. We’re doing this on my terms now.”
Behind him and Damon, Kol saunters into the room.
“Kol.” Was all Klaus managed to say, taking a step back.
“Long time, brother.”
Klaus starts to back away, but Finn suddenly appears and grabs the dagger.
“Finn, don’t!”
It’s a lost plead as the older brother failed to listen, stabbing him through the hand.
Klaus rushes away but runs into Rebekah. She’s itching to get revenge, looking at him with dull, emotionless eyes.
“Rebekah…”
She all but listens as she stabs him with a dagger, her own dagger at that, “This is for our mother.”
After the blonde pulled the dagger out, Klaus fell back into Kol’s awaiting arms. He is quickly restrained.
Elijah looks at Damon and Stefan, “You’re free to go. This is family business.”
Both brothers turn to leave but are stopped when you appear at the entrance. There is little they can do but stop in their tracks and let shock make its residence on their faces. You were a myth on your own. A legend in your own right. “I believe it’s my business too, n'est-ce pas?”
Damon allowed himself to whistle at the remains of your French accent, “Straight out of a movie this one. And French too? Good luck, Klaus. You’re gonna need it.”
“I’m not French,” you told the darker man with an accent thicker than desired, “Niklaus and I so happened to spend time in France for the bigger part of the 19th century. That is before he killed me. Did we not Niklaus?”
“Well, then,” the man commented, “Sucks to be you then.”
“Oui.”
Both brothers brushed past you after that, leaving you alone with the Mikaelsons. The girl you once were was long gone. There was agony in your heart, but you would rather die than show it to Nik. “I thought I left you in that coffin a century ago?”
His attempt to save himself from physical pain was lame, “Well, I got out. Surprise!”
And then you did the only thing you needed to do.
You stabbed that son of a bitch with the same dagger he stabbed you with in the heart of France. This living room was not even close to the French bedchamber you made love to him in, but he didn’t deserve anything better than that.
Niklaus’ grunts went unheard, the look in his eyes close to devastation when he brought his head up to look at you. A tear escaped his eye, and so help you god if you didn’t twist the dagger in your hand harder, lurching it deeper into him. After a while, you pulled it out with the same aggression you inserted it with.
“Now,” you commenced, looking around the Mikaelson siblings, and for the first time since you’ve known them having something in common with them, “Where were we?”
***
“I see you made yourself pretty comfortable.”
Klaus’ voice stopped you from packing further. While it was true you had no idea how to operate these new clothes and bags, it was an even bigger truth that you’d rather continue being clueless about them than talk to him.
“I did,” you said, not looking at him as you threw in what Rebekah called a tunic. What kind of cloth was that? The material was off, and god was it revealing. “Your mother was kind enough to offer me a spare room. There is so much I must learn.”
“You’re leaving?” He asked quietly.
You hit him back with a quieter question, only then finding it in yourself to look his way. His face held so much pain, but so did yours, “How can you expect me to stay in your vicinity after what you did to me?”
“I did it to protect you.”
“Protect me from what?” You allowed yourself to raise your voice, “We were in beautiful France. We had everything we could ever wish for.”
Nik’s face turned to the ground, “You don’t protect someone by putting them in a coffin for over a century.”
Could it really be? Could your voice really not soothe him anymore?
“All of us Nik,” you continued, the unpacked clothes forgotten now that anger started bubbling. “You locked us all away! You made me miss so much! One hundred years Niklaus!”
“You only think about yourself.” You told him, continuing only when he attempted to tear his gaze away, “What about me? Huh? What about me?!”
His lack of response made you angrier, and you turned back to your clothes. Stuffing them in until no more clothes could fit in.
“If you walk away, don’t even think about coming back,” Nik said with sudden vehemence. His face openly displayed tears.
You laughed dryly, feeling your own prickle in your eyes, “That’s the thing Nik. I don’t think I can ever trust you again. If I learnt something in my 900 years of living it’s that one betrayal is followed by more. I have been by your side through everything. You had me. What else did you need? I want nothing to do with you anymore. Do you understand me Nik? You broke my heart.”
You didn’t even realize you were full-on crying at the end. With a clean tug at the suitcase, you zipped it up. “Now I have to go pick up the pieces. Without you.”
One last look at him. One last look at his beautiful features. One last look at the good days. Days during which he was still yours.
“Goodbye Niklaus.”
And then you left.
Forever.
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You stand in the doorway, watching Elijah with your daughter. She’s a matter of months old, and she rests in his arms like she knows she belongs there – like she knows she’s loved by the man you’re proud to call her father.
You study the way he looks at her, appreciative of the way he let you lie in after being up all night with her earlier in the week. Elijah looks at her like she’s the most precious thing in the world, a smile on his face and he hums what you recognize as your favourite song.
He’s always said she’ll end up a carbon copy of her mother, never saying it’s a bad thing. You start to see how that might happen as she smiles at the tune.
You don’t want to interrupt them, don’t want to disturb this perfect moment, so you stay silent for a little while longer, watching the man you love with your child.
“Are you going to stand there all day, or are you going to come and say good morning?” Elijah never takes his eyes off the baby as he speaks to you, and you’re reminded of how he can hear your heartbeat, how he probably heard you moving about upstairs. You sigh, and walk over to him, wrapping one arm around his waist from behind and resting your chin on his shoulder.
The other arm brushes your daughter’s cheek. “Good morning, sweetheart.” You kiss Elijah’s cheek. “And good morning to you too. How was she?”
“Oh, we had a fair bit of crying, but didn’t take too long to calm down.”
You both stand there for a moment, in awe of the baby that you two created, of how perfect she has, how small she is, how delicate she is. She’s truly yours, and you’ve both said how you didn’t think it was possible to love something so much.
Her eyes close slowly, and at that, Elijah lowers her back into her crib.
It’s then that he turns and brushes his lips against your forehead. Your eyes close as he does so, breathing him in, reminding yourself that in spite of everything you’ve been through, every danger you’ve faced, you’re here, now, with him, with her, as a family. A bond that can never be broken, not really.
“I trust you slept well.” Elijah cups your face, brushing your cheek with his thumb. You lean into his touch as you hum in response. “Let me make you breakfast.”
“You really don’t have to, you’ve done enough today.”
“And you do enough every day, yet you still choose to do more.” You open your mouth to protest. “No arguments. You stay here, watch over her, and I’ll be back with breakfast.”
“And then what?”
Elijah smiles. “Well, that all depends on her, doesn’t it?” It’s not a dig, it’s a statement of love. Your lives now revolve around the baby in the room, and you couldn’t ask for anything more.
The moon is high Like your friends were the night that we first met Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet Now I’ve read all of the books beside your bed
Elijah looked out over the courtyard of the Mikaelson compound, his tie yet to be tied, shirt buttons yet to be done up. He was nervous, his shaky hands forcing him to give up on the bowtie for the moment. It was okay, he told himself. He still had an hour until she arrived, and he could spend that time making sure everything else was perfect before he focused on his own appearance.
Moonlight bled across the concrete tiles, and as Elijah listened to the buzz of the streets, he could hear the laughter of a group of young women, Y/N’s laughter the most distinguished among the noise. She was a few houses along, hanging out with her friends before she was due to meet him back at the place they both called home.
Her laugh was so familiar to Elijah, so comforting. He remembered the first time he’d heard it, the way it captivated him, the way its owner had left him speechless with her beauty. Two years on, and he still found himself amazed by Y/N, by the way she made him feel so at peace, by the way she let him know everything about her.
He hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her on that fateful night, and as he leaned against the doorframe, waiting for her, he knew he never would. He caught a glimpse of her favourite book left on the breakfast table, making a mental note to move it back to the bedside later.
The wine is cold Like the shoulder that I gave you in the street Cat and mouse for a month or two or three Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe
The minutes ticked by faster than Elijah would have liked, and he resisted the urge to curse as he heard Y/N’s laughter grow closer and closer. He couldn’t ask her to leave, couldn’t tell her that he wasn’t ready for her yet, would never even have dreamt of giving her the cold shoulder. He couldn’t bear the thought of ever hurting her, which he hoped to convey to her tonight.
He hoped to tell her that despite all the games they had played in the first few months of their relationship, constantly playing hard to get, Elijah had wanted Y/N to be his more than anything in the world. He hoped to tell her how he wanted to hold her hand for the rest of his immortal life, how he wanted to wake up next to her, to follow the movement of her chest as she breathed against him, their hearts beating in synchronicity.
Elijah took one last look at the perfect vintage he had selected, at the evening he had taken so long to create, before turning back to the mirror hanging over the fireplace. He wasn’t used to his hands being so shaky, and as he failed yet again to do his tie, he sighed, thinking to himself that he would just have to leave it.
He leaned back against the doorframe, overlooking the courtyard, and took a deep breath when he saw Y/N walk into the compound, looking as beautiful as ever.
Kiss me once ‘cause you know I had a long night (Oh) Kiss me twice 'cause it’s gonna be alright (Uh) Three times 'cause I waited my whole life (1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4)
Elijah couldn’t help but smile when Y/N looked at him, forever captivated by her. She ran up the stairs to see him, stopping when she looked at his dishevelled state. He didn’t blame her for her confusion, however brief it was, knowing that everyone was used to seeing him as immaculate. “Long night?”
“You could say that.” Elijah leaned into Y/N as she kissed him, his hand resting on her jaw. Her lips left his too soon, but it was that simple kiss combined with her next words that reassured him that everything would be fine.
She slipped one hand under his open collar, using the other to pull the tie off his neck, tossing it carelessly to the floor. “Well, I still think you look dashing.” Elijah resisted the urge to laugh at her dramatics, reminding himself that he had waited his entire life for the woman who stood before him, waited for this moment.
Y/N looked past him, an eyebrow raising at the sight behind him – the lights, the wine, the mood perfectly set. “Is it my birthday?”
Elijah intertwined his fingers with hers, pulling her into the room. “Come on.” Pulling her along felt so easy, and he hoped she couldn’t hear how fast his heart was beating, his hands finally having stopped shaking once they found their place in Y/N’s.
I like shiny things, but I’d marry you with paper rings Uh huh, that’s right Darling, you’re the one I want, and I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Elijah poured Y/N a glass of wine, his fingers brushing hers when she took it from him. She sipped from it before looking at him. “Elijah, what’s going on?” There was worry in her voice, and Elijah wanted nothing more than to kiss it away, wanted to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. He’d had a plan for tonight, but as he looked at Y/N now, he realised that he wanted to abandon that plan. He took a deep breath and began the most important speech of his life.
“Y/N Y/L/N, I always thought my family was complete, always thought that eternity had nothing more to offer me. And then, two years ago, I met you and I realised that I was wrong. I have walked this earth for a thousand years, and I have never cared for something as much as I care for you, as much as I love you. You were unexpected in the best way possible. I want the rest of my life to be as unpredictable and I know that the only way that’s going to happen is if you’re in it. I love you, Y/N, which is why I need to ask you one simple question.” He took the small box out of his trouser pocket and knelt before Y/N.
Y/N didn’t even give him the chance to finish that question before she’d wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
Y/N laughed as Elijah slipped the ring onto her finger.
Uh huh, that’s right Darling, you’re the one I want In paper rings, in picture frames, in dirty dreams Oh, you’re the one I want
Later that evening, Elijah leaned against the doorframe as he watched Y/N walk across the courtyard of the Mikaelson compound. His eyes were drawn to that diamond on her finger, the smile on her face as she showed it off to his sisters. He could hear that familiar laughter escaping her lips, and there was something so endearing about knowing that he would now hear it for the rest of his life.
She was the one he wanted, he was sure of that, and he was so lucky that she wanted him back.
Amidst the laughter, the celebration from the rest of his siblings, Elijah caught Y/N looking up at him, caught her smiling at him. It was a smile that he would capture in photographs, in his dreams, every single day for the rest of eternity.
But for now, he was more than happy to watch, forever captivated by her beauty. So he leaned against the doorframe, tie abandoned, shirt collar undone, lips tingling and heart racing. He leaned against the doorframe, overlooking the Mikaelson compound, the place he called home finally feeling complete.
All because of his missing piece, all because of Y/N Y/L/N, the woman he would soon call his wife.
Let’s take our time tonight, girl Above us all the stars are watchin’ There’s no place I’d rather be in this world
“Where have you been?” Y/N’s words were swallowed when she looked at Elijah, at the smudge of blood on the collar on his otherwise porcelain white shirt. She looked at the furrow in his brow, the familiar darkness that resided in his eyes. She didn’t need him to answer the question, not when she saw the pain and regret carved into his face, making her want to kiss it all away.
Elijah had been protecting his family, protecting Y/N, just as he always swore he would. He told her so as they lay in bed together, as he asked her why she stayed with a monster such as him. She would kiss him then, mutter words of love against his lips, reminding him that he wasn’t a monster.
Not to her.
He’d tell her that if he could, he would give her every star in the sky, that there was nowhere he would rather be than with her. She felt the same, so when she looked at him now, at the remnants of the acts he had committed, she walked towards him with tenderness.
Elijah leaned into her touch as she cupped his cheek. “Let’s get you cleaned up, shall we?”
Your eyes are where I’m lost in Underneath the chandelier We’re dancin’ all alone
In true Elijah Mikaelson fashion, the oldest of the living brothers produced a handkerchief from his shirt pocket with his usual flourish. He didn’t speak as Y/N took it from him, her fingers folding over his for only a moment.
There was a tension between the two that they recognised, one that sparked heat, flames crackling along their skin with a pleasant tingle. Y/N thought it best to let it burn alongside her task, her eyes never leaving Elijah’s as she began to dab at the blood on his collar. “Whatever you did, you did it because you’re a good man.”
“How can you be so sure?” Elijah’s voice was hoarse, his lips inches from Y/N’s.
“Because I know you, Elijah Mikaelson.” Y/N dropped the handkerchief to the floor, that tension overpowering everything she knew to be logical. “And I love you.”
The overhanging light illuminated his face as he leant in to kiss her, and Y/N couldn’t help herself when she grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him close as their lips moved in perfect synchronicity, a dance that only they knew the steps too. Elijah’s hands tangled in her hair as he kissed her, his tongue swiping along her bottom lip and gaining entrance.
There’s no reason to hide What we’re feelin’ inside Right now
Y/N pushed Elijah’s suit jacket off his shoulders, let him pull her shirt over her head. There was a rhythm to what they shared in these moments, one they knew like the backs of their hands. There was an understanding to it all, a mutual agreement that there was nothing to hide now, only to show the intent desire that they felt for each other.
Their lips joined again as Elijah pushed Y/N towards the bed, laying her down with a pleasant fragility. There was that heat, burning just as Y/N had intended, scorching her skin as Elijah hovered over the top of her.
She made short work of the buttons on his shirt, and she saw Elijah smile as he discarded of it with a carelessness that was so unlike him. A carelessness that was reserved for her, for these moments, for right now.
He hovered over her before pressing kisses down her stomach, before undoing the button on her jeans. He never took his eyes off her as he pulled them down her legs, kissing his way back up her thighs, and repeating the action with her underwear.
Y/N grabbed the back of Elijah’s head and pulled him back up to face her. She smiled before flipping them over.
So, baby, let’s just turn down the lights And close the door Oooh I love that dress
Elijah looked up at Y/N in amazement, one hand stroking down her spine as he leaned up to kiss her. “You really are beautiful.” His words sunk into her skin, her hand trailing down to the zip on his trousers. She pulled it down, reaching inside his boxer shorts and finding just what she wanted.
Elijah groaned against her, and for the first time that day, Y/N was pleased the door was closed. She couldn’t help herself when she sunk onto him, remembering just why she loved him, forgetting everything he had done that she should have thought was monstrous.
He had protected her today, she knew that, and as she began to move, she hoped that she was helping him to forget how bad he felt about embracing his nature. It didn’t matter what the occasion was, whether he was late for a date where she wore his favourite dress or a moment of pure spontaneity, Y/N would always remind Elijah that she loved him for protecting her.
That he was a good man, regardless of what history said.
His hand trailed up her back, resting on the back of her neck, and thus began the moment where they became one.
But you won’t need it anymore No, you won’t need it no more Let’s just kiss ‘til we’re naked, baby
Elijah’s lips found hers and Y/N fell into his kiss as they moved together, the only sound the occasional gasp that filled the room. It was in these moments that Y/N was reminded of how she didn’t need anything else, only Elijah, only his love and affection, only his undying willingness to keep her safe, to remind her that she was loved, that she was his.
So she continued to kiss him as they moved, a knot forming in the pit of her stomach, the final flame of that fire within her threatening to burn brighter than any others of its kind. Her lips left Elijah’s only for a moment, only to look into his eyes and tell him that she was close to exploding, close to drowning in him.
And then his lips devoured hers again, swallowing her screams and giving her his own. And when it was over, he rested his forehead against hers, their breath mingling in disjointed unison.
Elijah looked at Y/N through hooded eyes, and smiled briefly, before letting her climb off him. She settled down next to him, head on his chest as she tried to regain her breath.
“I don’t deserve you,” he muttered into her hair. She sat up and looked at him.
“How many times, Elijah? You’re a good man. You deserve everything.”
Versace on the floor Oooh take it off for me, for me, for me, for me now, girl
Elijah looked at Y/N then, really looked at her. He didn’t understand how someone like her could love someone like him, how she could stand with him through everything, how she could think that he was a good man. She hadn’t been there for the past ten centuries, and whenever he reminded her, she always told him that she didn’t care.
That it didn’t matter who he was then, only who he was now.
She was perfect, truly. A diamond that belonged with the stars, a silk dress that should be worn by royalty. And for some strange reason, she had chosen to be with him.
So when she told him that he deserved everything, he told her that that was what he wanted to give her. He wanted to give her everything and more. She smiled that beautiful smile and leaned up to kiss him.
His hands slid over her bare shoulders as he pulled her back on top of him, and in that moment, one of those moments that he would always wish to share with Y/N, Elijah realised that he truly was the luckiest man in the world.
Request from @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce: Ooo! I just thought of a good one! Would you be interested in writing a fic for this request? So, the reader is part of ‘the gang’ and human. When Elijah first comes to Mystic Falls he is instantly drawn to her and admires her from afar and she isn’t really looking for anyone - just trying to stay alive - but they do become friends. When Klaus comes to town, she falls hard and fast for him - probably the whole bad boy immortal hybrid thing - and it hurts her so much to see him smitten with Caroline. She kind of breaks after the whole prom thing in 4x19 of TVD - the dress (it looked like a wedding dress! Come on!) & him allowing Tyler to live but to leave just because Caroline was so happy with her ending for prom. Elijah sees this and comforts her and she realises that who she needs has been right in front of her all along.
It was so you, so typically you. It was just like you to fall for someone you couldn’t have, someone who was so wrong for you in so many ways. It was just like you to fall for the bad boy, but he wasn’t just the bad boy this time around, he was the bad guy.
At least, that was what everyone else thought.
You knew that Klaus Mikaelson was breaking your heart, that he had fallen for someone else, for your friend of all people, but that didn’t stop part of you wanting to see him redeemed, wanting him to look at you the same way he looked at Caroline.
At first, it had been easy to pretend, easy to watch him take more notice of your friend than he did you. It had been easy to pretend that one day he would turn around and he would look at you like you were the most important person in the world.
It had been easy to pretend that he didn’t just see you as his older brother’s friend, Elijah always a source of comfort.
But it was getting harder to find that comfort, especially after prom. Especially when Klaus helped her with the most beautiful of dresses, when he let Tyler leave town just to make her happy.
It was harder to find that comfort when you were sat on your doorstep in a dress you had thought was perfect, alone.
Alone, until he showed up.
Elijah had been watching Y/N all night, watching the way her eyes flew to Caroline, as she overheard what had happened between her and Klaus. Elijah was sure he had seen Y/N’s heart shatter into pieces tonight and there was nothing he wanted more than to stitch it back together.
He had fallen for Y/N the moment he had seen her sat in the corner of the Mystic Grill, nose in a book. It hadn’t taken long for the two of them to become friends, nor had it taken long for Elijah to notice the interest she had taken in his younger brother.
He had known from the start it would only end with her getting hurt and he hated that. He didn’t blame Klaus, the hybrid oblivious to Y/N’s feelings, only himself, for letting it get this far.
He was walking home when he saw her outside her own house, heels discarded on the pavement, her cheeks flushed. Elijah knew then that she had been crying and all he wanted to do was kiss away her tears. He walked over to her, and leaned against the porch frame, looking at her with a sad intrigue. “May I ask why you’re sat here?”
She looked up at him. “Forgot my keys.”
“Ah.” Elijah moved, and took a seat next to her. “Care for some company?”
He didn’t wait for her to answer, giving her a look that he knew she would recognise. A look that would tell her he wasn’t going anywhere.
She smiled a sad smile at him, and in that moment, Elijah thought she had never looked more beautiful.
There was something about being with Elijah that made you want to spill the deepest secrets of your soul. It was the way he had always looked at you, as if he were hanging onto your every word, taking each into his heart and savouring it, keeping it safe from harm.
That was why you couldn’t help it when you leaned into him and cried onto his shoulder. He had always known about your feelings for Klaus, and you relished his silence as you confessed your frustration, your heartbreak.
And then, when you were finished, when you were sure there would be no more tears, Elijah kissed the top of your head, and everything changed.
It was as if a switch had flicked on in your mind, your heart racing faster than it had ever done before at the sight of Elijah. It was a feeling you associated with Klaus, not with the man who was one of your closest friends.
You pulled away from him and looked at him as if you were seeing him for the first time. Elijah. Elijah who had been there for you through everything. Elijah who had never complained. Elijah who had always held your hand when you needed him most.
Elijah who you never thought you would be the one. But yet, here you were, second guessing everything.
“Something wrong, Y/N?”
Elijah hadn’t been able to help himself when he kissed the top of Y/N’s head. It had just happened, as if all his feelings for her had finally bubbled over the surface. And now she was looking at him differently, and he was afraid.
Afraid that she wouldn’t want to be near him anymore.
“It’s you.” Two words, those were all she said. Two words that had Elijah’s undead heart racing, two words that he both understood and didn’t, his hopes and dreams merging with reality.
Y/N continued. “It’s you I’m supposed to be with, isn’t it?” She paused, and looked at him, cupping his cheek with her hand. Elijah’s eyes fluttered closed, having only dreamt of her touching him like this. “That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
So she had figured it out, Elijah thought. He wasn’t surprised; she was an intelligent woman.
“Only if it’s what you want.”
She leaned up and kissed him, her lips capturing his in a way Elijah had only envisioned in the deepest corners of his mind.
He was the person that had been in front of her all along, waiting for her to come to this very realisation. And as he kissed her back, Elijah Mikaelson knew only one thing.
Request from Anon:Ok so I just had this idea and since requests are open I was wondering if u could do it XD ok so what if the reader finds out Elijah is a vampire and obviously he goes into the “im a vampire” speech expecting the reader to run and all that but instead when the reader finds out they are just like “nice :)” not even scared or anything I feel like that would be so funny and a big shock to elijah, u can make it as fluffy as u want :)
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x
Elijah’s never been terrified before, never known a fear like this one. The fear that comes when you’re staring at him like you are now, having found him in his most primitive state. He’s always wanted to surprise you, always treats you on your birthday, but this is a surprise he didn’t want to give, and he doesn’t know what to do.
So he does the only thing he can, eyes never leaving you as he pulls out a handkerchief and dabs at the blood on his lip. He’s expecting you to run, expecting you to scream. The woman he loves has just found him as he was made by his mother – a vampire, a monster that should only exist in stories.
It’s as you’re looking at him, your eyes wide, that he realises he has to say something. He opens his mouth, and he hates the words that come out, hates how they sound. “Y/N, there’s something I have to tell you. I’m – ”
“A vampire.” Your words are coated in a tone of disbelief, and Elijah doesn’t understand why you aren’t more afraid. Any other person would be.
Then again, you’re not just any other person.
Elijah doesn’t expect the next word that comes out of your mouth, and he’s the one who gets the surprise when you speak. You look at him with intrigue, and a smile graces your face. “Nice.”
He wrinkles his forehead in confusion. “Nice?”
You walk over and kiss him on the cheek. “This doesn’t change anything, Elijah. I still love you.”
Elijah looks at you in wondrous exasperation. You never cease to amaze him, and the fact that you’re not even upset about his lies of who he is makes him love you more than he thought was possible. He’ll always be surprised by you, and he constantly looks forward to the next time.
That night marks the first Mikaelson family dinner that you’ll be aware of the fact that vampires exist. Elijah has spent the day explaining to you who he and his family really are.
Elijah’s eyes never leave you as you take your place next to him at the table.
His brother sits at the head of the table, and the hybrid – as you’ve just discovered – looks at you with a smirk. “So, Y/N. Elijah tells me you know the truth. Scared?”
You look back at Klaus with as much arrogance as he shows you, the two of you always trying to outdo each other in such a game. “Not at all.”
The hybrid smiles, before glancing at his older brother. “Hold onto her, Elijah.”
Elijah’s arm rests on the back of your chair. “Oh, I plan to.”
The dinner goes swimmingly, with Elijah and his family happy to answer any questions you may have. It’s the final one that reminds Elijah just why he loves you, and just why he always looks forward to the surprises you give him. Your question makes him laugh, throwing his hands up in exasperation as he sees how serious you are.
Request from Anon: You could make a imagine where the reader is invited to a ball and Elijah asks him to dance and it’s fluff but there’s a lot of sexual tension going on between them during that. It would be nice.
Agh, I’m sorry this has taken so long! Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x
You stand there, you wait, you listen to the beat of the music and note how it matches the steady thrum of your heartbeat. You’re not supposed to be here, you know that, know that you’re not suited for such an occasion, know that you don’t have the charm that exudes from all the men here.
The charm that exudes from him.
You can’t help but notice him, can’t help but notice the way his suit fits him perfectly, almost like it was made just for him, can’t help but notice the way he’s standing there too, as if he’s waiting for something. For someone. Maybe he’s listening to the beat of the music too, maybe he’s noting how it matches the much slower thrum of his undead heart, maybe he can hear yours too.
You shake the thought out of your head, knowing that he doesn’t even know you exist.
Your heartbeat has sped up, you know that, more of a quickstep than a waltz now. It sounds disjointed, out of time with the classical music that floods the ballroom, the setting that you were invited to and you don’t know why. You try to train your gaze on a spectacular ice sculpture, but you catch a shadow, and you can’t help but look at the being that has swallowed the light so beautifully.
It’s him, standing at your shoulder, and there’s that charm again, radiating from him like heat from a fire. It scorches your skin, and you feel it bury itself inside your soul, making your knees tremble. With only a false composure, you turn to face him and you can’t help but study the deep brown of his eyes, the parting of his hair, the way he looks at you with such intrigue. Your mouth is dry as you open it, the one word that escapes it hoarse and crackling.
“Hello.”
He blinks at you, a smile playing on his lips. Your heartbeat only increases as you watch him restrain such a gesture, and you realise then that the stories are true. Of all his family, he truly is the most charming, the most sophisticated, the most handsome. He extends his hand, and you take it, shivering as his fingers curl inside your palm. You never knew a handshake could have such an effect, and you miss the warmth of his touch when he removes his hand. “I’m Elijah.”
You can’t tell him you already knew that, can’t tell him that you’ve known who he is since the moment he arrived in town. You tell him your own name, and that’s when Elijah finally smiles, no restraint necessary and it fits with his nature. It’s a charming stretch of his lips, and you feel as if a spell has been cast on you by some unknown fairy godmother.
But in those stories, it’s always a prince and a princess. Tonight, as Elijah asks you to dance, as you accept his offer with shaky hands, you change the narrative. Tonight, two princes will dance the night away, changing the tale with an ending that suits them.
Elijah puts his hand on your back – ever the leader, as you’d expect – and you let him move you to the beat of the music. It was easy to focus on when you were trying to match it with your heartbeat, but now you have Elijah’s body so close to yours and all rational thought is flying out of the window with every step that you take. Elijah chuckles, and you look at him with wide eyes.
“Your heartbeat is racing,” he mutters, and you swallow out of fear or attraction, you’re not sure. This man could kill you with a flick of his wrist, but you don’t want him to leave you, don’t want his body away from yours. “You should just try to relax, Y/N.”
Even the way he says your name has an element of charm about it. It’s so infuriating, what he’s able to do to you, the way he crafts each letter as if it were its own individual sculpture. You’d heard his brother was the artist, but Elijah’s mannerisms, his voice, his tone, has you doubting such legends.
You try to do as he says, but it’s oh so difficult. You can feel his body swaying against yours, can feel your heart still racing, that spell he’s cast wrapping around the two of you as if chaining you together. You never want that chain to break, never want to be freed from the pleasant prison that Elijah has entrapped you in.
But then the song ends, and you can’t help but look at Elijah, waiting for something, something you’re not quite sure of. He removes his grip, and you miss his touch, miss that warmth.
But it’s replaced when Elijah takes your hand in his and brushes his lips over your knuckles. You almost fall to your knees, overwhelmed by his immortal charm. Such charisma is undying, just as he is. It haunts you into the night, his final words to you ringing in your ears.
“It was a pleasure, Y/N. I look forward to next time.”
We could leave the Christmas lights up ‘til January And this is our place, we make the rules
Elijah wasn’t really focused on the book in his lap, not when Y/N was sitting opposite him, nose in her own novel. When he was sure she wasn’t looking, he’d look up, spare a glance at her, study her as he so often did. He loved the way her eyes flew over the pages, the way her bottom lip found its way beneath her teeth when she reached a point that had her particularly entranced.
Entranced, just like he found himself every time he looked at her, every time she reminded him that she was his.
It was times like these, quiet, tranquil moments that were so rare, that Elijah reminisced on all the things he wanted to give Y/N. He wanted to find them a house, remembering how she had told him of childhood Christmases. When December came, he wanted to decorate that house the way she remembered it, wanted to dance with her, barefooted under the glow of fairy lights, kiss her under the mistletoe.
He wanted to kiss her every day for the rest of his life, wanted to place his hand on the small of her back and hold her close, whisper his feelings for her until his throat was raw.
Elijah smiled to himself as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, her fingers dancing across the pages of the book in her hand. He wanted to kiss each fingertip, but for now, he would settle with watching her at her most content.
And there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear Have I known you twenty seconds or twenty years?
Y/N wasn’t really focused on the book in her lap, not when Elijah was sitting opposite her, nose in his own novel. When she was sure he wasn’t looking, she’d look up, spare a glance at him, study him as she so often did. She loved the way he remained serene no matter the content of the book, the way his fingers turned each page with such delicacy.
Delicacy, just like he treated her with every time he kissed her, every time he held her tight and reminded her that he was hers.
It was times like these, quiet, tranquil moments that were so rare, that Y/N reminisced on the life that she wanted with Elijah. There was almost a golden haze about him, a light that followed him constantly, crushing any darkness he felt he had. She saw it when they were in bed together, facing each other, Elijah’s fingers tracing her cheekbones as if she were made of glass.
She wanted him to do that every day for the rest of her life, wanted to feel like she had known him forever when in reality it had felt like seconds, to feel comfortable with him yet always anticipating just what he would do next.
Y/N smiled to herself as Elijah turned another page, lips twitching ever so slightly at the corners. She wanted to kiss those lips, feel them part beneath her own, but for now, she would settle with watching him at his most content.
Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close? Forever and ever, ah
Elijah looked on as Y/N neared the end of her book, finally choosing to speak when she turned the last page. “How was it?”
“Not too bad. I’ve read better.” She stood, before walking over to the bookcase and putting the novel back in its rightful place. Y/N turned to face him. “How’s that?”
Elijah smiled. “I’ve read better.” He didn’t tell her the truth that he had no idea what was actually going on in it, having lost the ability to focus with her around. He closed the book, putting it on the table next to him. He would give it another go some other time, when Y/N wasn’t in the room perhaps. But then again, he could think of nothing worse than not having her in his line of sight.
He reached out and grabbed her hand, tangling his fingers with her own. He would go wherever this hand led him, he realised, as he fulfilled his wish of kissing Y/N’s fingertips. He pulled her around to his front, feeling a familiar sense of comfort as she sat on his knee, threading her fingers through his hair.
Elijah would always want to be close to Y/N, he had known that since the moment he met her. He rested his head on her shoulder, nose brushing the column of her throat and she hummed contentedly. “What’s all this about?”
Elijah looked up at Y/N as if she were the only person left in the world. “Do I need a reason?”
Take me out, and take me home You’re my, my, my, my lover
Y/N looked down at Elijah, his question lingering in the air. He didn’t need a reason, she supposed, didn’t need a reason to show his affection. “I suppose not.”
“Yousupposenot?” Elijah slid his hand up her neck, thumb resting on the point of her chin, fingers splayed across her cheek. He searched her eyes. “Do you have even the slightest idea of what you mean to me?”
Y/N smiled. “I think I have an idea.” She didn’t tell him that what she meant to him probably mirrored just what he meant to her, if not more, didn’t need to as she looked back into Elijah’s eyes with all the affection she could muster. She could think of nothing worse than not having him by her side, than waking up one morning and not being able to have these moments with him.
She continued to play with his hair, hand sliding down the back of his head and fiddling with the hairs on the back of his neck. She dipped her head slightly, realising that he was what being at home felt like, as she fulfilled her wish of feeling Elijah’s lips part beneath her own. Her hold on him only intensified as the kiss grew deeper, Elijah’s other hand sliding up the small of her back.
Y/N would always want to be close to Elijah, she had known that since the moment she met him. She parted from him, nose brushing against his as she smiled. “I love you, Elijah Mikaelson.”
Elijah’s eyes never left Y/N’s, looking at her as if she were everything. “I love you too, Y/N Y/L/N.”
Request from Anon: Heyyy, so congratulations on the new blog!! I know it will be as fantastic as the others you own!! And here I’m, already, making a request:)) I would like to request an imagine where the reader finds out she’s pregnant, full of fluff with a very protective Elijah being a very proud dad:D Pleaseee❤❤
Hope this is okay for you lovely, and enjoy x
You smiled as you looked down at your stomach, placing your hand over the spot where there was life growing. There was barely a bulge there yet, just a bundle of cells beneath your skin, slowly merging to form a person, a child that you would be able to call yours.
You had only known about them for a matter of hours, and at first, you had been surprised, stunned into disbelief. Elijah was a vampire – he wasn’t supposed to be able to reproduce, but there was the evidence on the pregnancy test, as clear as day. You wondered how he was going to react when you told him, and that moment of doubt flew into your mind. It was brief, memories of how he acted around his niece making you see sense.
He would be thrilled, you knew it.
You waited for him now, your grin growing when you heard the door open. You watched him walk into the compound, studying the features of the father of your child. He spotted you and smiled, making to walk over to you and kiss you, when he stopped.
You watched as he listened to the heartbeat of your child, as his eyes fell to your stomach, to the hand that you placed on it. His gaze met yours, and a single word escaped his mouth. “How?”
There was concern in his face, but you could see the ghost of a smile begin to grow. There was no doubt that it was his child, his faith in you undying. You would never betray him, just like you knew he would never do the same to you. “I don’t know. But right now, I don’t care. Do you?”
Elijah took a few more steps over to you, his hand covering the one on your stomach. His breath mingled with yours, your lips mere inches from each other’s. His fingers slotted with yours in that moment, listening to the beating heart of the child he got to call his own. “Not particularly.” Elijah smiled at you, teeth showing as you saw true contentment in his eyes for the first time in a long time. His other hand reached up and cupped your cheek, thumb sliding over your skin. “Do you want this?”
Your heart began to beat rapidly at his concern for you, his desire to always give you what you wanted. You nodded, close to tears. Elijah smiled again, and it was in that moment he kissed you, closing that gap between the two of you. His lips moved against yours in perfect synchronicity, his hand never leaving the one on your stomach. There was three of you now, and as he parted from you and looked down at your stomach, you knew that Elijah would make sure to protect all of you.
For the next few months, you could see how proud Elijah was to be a father. Pride emanated from him every time he looked at you, every time he noted how your stomach was growing. You could see it every time he looked at Hope, knowing that he was finally to have his own child. You heard it in his voice every time he spoke to his brother about fatherhood, every time he told you he loved you.
It was a terrifying thing, to become a parent, but Elijah managed to make you forget that fear. He reminded you of the joys of parenting, of how there would soon be a child that relied on you, that loved you unconditionally, that would make your dreams of having a real family come true. As you lay in bed, Elijah placed his hand over your stomach, mirroring that moment when he had found out you were pregnant as you placed your hand over his and slotted your fingers together.
And then you felt it.
Elijah’s eyes widened at the action, your child kicking against your hands. He smoothed your intertwined hands over your skin, as if to soothe the baby, but instead another kick was issued. You laughed. “I think someone likes you.”
Elijah smiled and you watched as he leaned over and pressed his lips against your stomach. “Well, I happen to like that someone too.” Elijah moved back up, his hand still on your stomach, your baby have calmed down with the feel of the kiss. Using his other hand, he hooked a finger under your chin, his eyes searching yours. “And I promise to keep you safe, Y/N. Both of you.”
“I know.” You pressed your lips against his, a gentle feather-light kiss enough for Elijah to understand just what he meant to you. There was so much weight in his eyes, so much strain from constantly believing that he had to be the responsible one. Your kiss reminded him that he wasn’t alone, not as long as you were by his side.
You settled into him, your head in the crook of his neck, and Elijah placed a kiss on top of your head. “I love you.”
There was still a few more months to go until you could meet your child, but you knew that when that time came, everything would be perfect. You would try your best to be the perfect mother, and you knew that most things would be uncertain but it didn’t matter.
Not when you knew the truth.
Elijah Mikaelson would be the perfect father. And the proudest one, too.
Summary: a sad Klaus calls you in the middle of the night because he needs a friend to get drunk with (later elijah comes to the rescue) human au, klaus centred minor elijah at start and end
Pairings: Human!Klaus Mikaelson and Human!BestFriend!Reader, brief Human!Elijah Mikaelson x Human!, Human!Klaus Mikaelson and Human!Elijah Mikaelson
Genre: fluff, hurt/comfort, human au the are in their 20s
warnings: drinking, mention of pregnancy, implied mikael terrible parenting
Words:4150
Notes:
Sorry for the grammatical errors. I’m new at writing so feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading.
You were sleeping soundly in your small bedroom next to elijah when your phone on your nightstand started vibrating making you wake up. You picked it up quickly grunting silently hoping it had not woken up elijah, he really needed and deserved to sleep.
Your eyes adjusted to the faint light of the phone screen in the dark room, as you turned on your side to check on elijah and smiled. Elijah was sleeping soundly next to you, you could see only his naked shoulders as he laid on his tummy, his arm protectively around your hips.
He had come back after a 18 hours shift from the legal office he had started working in this year, an intern work sl4ve, in the belief that in a year or two he could finally have a competing paycheck to give you the life he promised you. Not that you needed it, you were happy with what you had and grateful for the sacrifices he made for the family as his work were the main financial source for yours and klaus college found, you would graduate next year and klaus had just started.
When elijah had come home he was so tired and sleepy but his eyes were always full of love when he saw you. although you had insisted that he went to sleep right away, he had still managed to last a round with you, as he had replied that he genuinely wanted to, having missed you, which you had too. Then he had fallen in a deep sleep, which you were pretty sure not even the alarm could wake him up.
You gently removed elijah’s arm from your hips careful not to wake him and read the name on the phone screen and picked up immediately
‘nikalus what is going on? I swear if this a drunk call I will-’ you whispered annoyed, it wasn’t the first time klaus had called in the middle of the night, usually because he was drunk
‘can you come over?’ his voice sounded both worried and sad, that made you alarm immediately
‘I’ll be there ASAP. let me wake elijah’ you replied turning towards your sleeping boyfriend
‘no’ klaus replied immediately
‘no?’ you asked questioningly
‘right now I need a drinking buddy not my older brother scolding me’ klaus explained
‘okay, are you sure you are okay?’ you asked again worry and confusion rising. If it had been an emergency he would have allowed you to wake elijah so you were not really understanding the situation as worry for your best friend rose
‘I will tell you when you come over. The bar next to campus.’ He said before ending the call
You got up trying to be quieter as possible and put on the first clothes you could find, then you took a paper and pen from your study desk
‘honey, niki called and told me he needed a friend and not to wake you. I’m sure everything is fine, or I would have called you by now. Do not worry and sleep, you need it. We are at the bar next to his dorm. I’ll be back before you start missing me ;) Love you y/n.’
You place the note on his nightstand over his phone and then bend down to tenderly kiss his head, he stirred in his sleep and you smiled at that.
You exited the door, started the car and drove to where klaus had asked you.
You parked the car and entered the bar, it was fairly empty being the middle of the week. You spotted klaus right away he was drinking at the counter, giving the shoulder to the door
‘this better be a life death situation for having me leave your handsome sleeping brother in my warm bed’ at the sound of your voice he turned towards you and your face fell.
He was under shock, and it was crystal clear. the tone at the phone had not let transpire his real state, you would have bet that he had cried from how his eyes had a faint red in them. You rushed to him taking the back of his neck in your hand while your eyes scanned his features and you other hand gently inspected if he was hurt
‘niki, are you okay? Are you hurt? what happened?’ you asked panic surging in you
‘y/n gosh relax’ he told you as you let him go
‘Nik you are scaring me. What happened?’ you replied not convinced as he motioned for you to take a sit
‘I’ve had too few drinks for this conversation y/n’ he replied drawing his drink. He was underage barely 20, but apparently at this bar they did not care
‘ what do you need then?’ you replied, reading in his eyes that he needed you to be there but momentarily shut up with your interrogation
‘my best friend terrible humor and at least five other shots of cheap bourbon’
‘okay’ you said sitting down and putting your purse on the counter, you still could not tear his eyes away from him
‘and please loose that face no one is dying’ he said annoyed and rolling his eyes
‘sorry’ you apologized, before his smirk came back and a matching one crawled on your face as he called the bartender and gave you your usual favorite drink
You two were in a comfortable silence as you waited to understand from klaus where the conversation was meant to go
‘so how did you sneak out?’ he finally said
‘elijah was sleeping soundly. He really needs that he is always tired even if he thinks he is able to hide it from me’ you replied with sincere concern
‘well I can’t blame him. tolerating you all day must be exhausting’ klaus smirks
‘hey! I did not come here to be bullied by you’ you reply hitting playfully his arm as klaus wears the usual satisfied smirking expression and for a moment all seems normal
‘I’m only joking. If I hear another time from him saying how lucky he has to have you I think I will drown myself in the Mississippi’ he comments annoyed, you smile at his reply
‘you are just jealous’
‘maybe’
‘so that is what this is about. that girl cami you met last week? Or caroline the girl you have been trying to get for months’ you said hitting him playfully with your shoulder as he rolled his eyes.
Cami was a psychology student in your same university. He met her at a party where you brought along klaus and was immediately starstruck by her. while caroline instead went to klaus’s college and had in the past months repeatedly resisted to klaus attempts to charm her.
‘no. we are fine. playing hard to get but I can see right through her’
‘she seemed nice’ you replied sincerely sipping your drink
‘you two would get along’
‘well then be sure to bring her over for dinner so I and elijah can meet her and show her your baby pictures if she or the other finally give in’ you smirked
‘sod of’ you two had a laugh. it felt normal and klaus felt safe and carefree as always he was with you. Best friends since high school. Even if a grey cloud was hovering over you.
Many too drink and laughs later you were borderline drunk
‘niki I’m a drink away from probably pass out or loose lucidity so you better start speaking before I drunk call your brother’ you were pretty sure that if you tried to walk you would not be able to do it without swinging, the same could be said for klaus
After a moment of silence he spoke, eyes low, fixated on his drink
‘she is pregnant’ he said barely audible
‘who?’
‘the girl I had a one drunk night stand a month ago’
You froze in your sit. Was he really telling you what you thought you understood? You turned your head to look at him, his eyes wide in fear while shock took over you
‘niklaus you are trying to tell me that you will be a father?’ you asked your voice careful to not let transpire your shock and fear
‘yes’ he whispered
You drowned your glass not sure what to say ‘is she sure she is pregnant and that is yours?’ you asked him seriously
‘she went to the doctor and told me I was the last one she slept with, the doctor confirmed it both statements’ he replied fidgeting with his glass
‘and have you two talked about you know’ but before you could continue he said
‘she wants to keep it. and I don’t know what to do’ a single tear ran through his cheek
‘I don’t know what to say niki. Congratulations? I’m sorry?’ you tried uncertain, but he was not even listening, his eyes and mind distant as he spoke
‘I never wanted kids. I once asked Elijah about it and he said he couldn’t wait to have them with you’ you blushed at his admission ‘I instead didn’t see it as something for the future, or that I just needed the right girl. Not that I have not thought about it and I loved taking care of little Rebekah and Henrik. But after what Mikael did to me how could I ever be a good father’ the last sentence was almost a whisper as more tears appeared in his eyes
‘no niki enough of that. If you don’t want kids because you don’t want them that is okay. its perfectly fine, normal, and there is no shame. But if you do want them and fear to have them because of some self-loath that makes you think you will ever be like your father you listen to me niklaus mikaelson that is not the case, and it never will be. You are an amazing person, you are the best person I know. and you will be an amazing father, I saw how you cared for you younger siblings and I know you better than anyone so trust my judgement. You will be an amzing father. Do you understand me?’
You told him holding the back of his neck tenderly as elijah usually does to him in emotional moments, so he looked at you eyes shining with tears and nodded at you.
‘do you understand me?’ you asked again tenderly but firmly
‘yes’ he replied weakly
‘good. I love you brother’ you told him before hugging him tightly as he reciprocated hug.
‘I’m not going to lie it’s going to be difficult. your life has changed forever but me and elijah will help you. have you noticed or not elijah became a parent since you were born, and I as soon as I got myself into your crazy family’ you reassured him
‘I’m not a child!’ he scoffed
‘but you usually act like one. Also we will use your situation as our run trial for children. See? Nothing to worry about’ you told him sincerely, in his reply he hugged you again that meaning a thousand words
‘what about elijah?’ he asked insecure, the idea of having disappointed the brother he had looked up to his entire life made his blood freeze
‘he loves you niki, we both do. Nothing could drive him away from you, especially this. And see you stand up to your responsibility will only make him love you even more. There is nothing to worry about. Trust me I know your brother better than I know myself’ you comforted him sincerely as he just nodded still hugging you
‘enough of sad stuff let’s celebrate now!’ you told him when he let you go and he chuckled at that
Way too many drinks after.
‘What do you think the levelheaded noble responsible elijah would think if he saw us right now?’
‘Don’t talk about my sweet handsome boyfriend like that niki.’ You warned him
‘He is my brother I have rights to tease him’
‘true’
‘so what would your sweet handsome boyfriend think if he saw us right now?’ he mocked you
‘see that’s better. Well I think he would be very disappointed that his underage brother and his girlfriend sneaked out in the middle of the night to drink and probably pass out here. He would scold us but deep down have a laugh because he loves us’
‘something like that sweetheart’ a calm voice said behind you two
You and klaus turned your heads toward the voice
Elijah stood in front of you, he was wearing the long coat he had worn this morning to go to work, and a simple shirt and trousers, missing the jacket and the tie of his attire. still he was elegant and perfect but not quite as always. his hair was combed but a bit messy singling he had been in a rush and although having taken the time to look decent he had not endured in his usual perfect attire. Still he looked handsome as ever.
‘eli!’ you cheered getting up and throwing yourself at him and drawing him for a kiss. he complied helping you steady yourself although his scolding look remained, he could not negate you anything
‘you are drunk my love’ he replied as the kiss ended, looking at you before helping you sit back on the stool, his arm around your waist worried you were going to fall
‘maybe a little! But don’t be mad ‘Lijha! We had our reasons’ you wine as you lean on him
He could not be angry at any of you, and you all new that. Also he found you adorable when you were tipsy even if he did not like it. you got particularly clingy and winy and that made him chuckle. He himself had never been drunk in his life, being to composed and responsible for it, hence since he could remember he has been the safe drinking friend of the family and you. you always felt safe with him knowing that he got you, and would protect you from others and from yourself.
He kissed the side of your head tenderly to let you know that it was okay, a fond smile escaping his lips before he fell back in the role of the adult
‘so this is what you two do when I’m home after a long day at work trying to finance our whole family. you two sneak out for a drunken night like some irresponsible teenager?’ he asks his eyes darting between you and his brother
‘so tell me, what was the reason for well this’ he asked his brother as you stayed silent
‘elijah you did not need to come’ klaus replied annoyed not looking at his older brother
‘you see nikalus. when I woke up in my empty bed with a note that my lovely girlfriend had gone out in the middle of the night because my favorite little brother needed help I think it’s in my duty and right to go check on the two person I care the most about’ he replied adjusting his sleeves
‘aww you hear him niki? He loves us’ you say before drawing him for another kiss and snuglling at his side that made him chuckle, as he held you close as you rested your head on his shoulder
‘little brother, care to elaborate?’ he prompted again
‘sod of elijah’ klaus says not looking at him and annoyed
‘we are going to asses you two’s poor judgment tomorrow morning, now we are going to focus on the matter that brought you two here tonight’ he said sitting on the stool close to you, in response klaus tried to drink his drink but elijah was faster taking the glasses from both klaus and your hand as the younger mikaelson let out a grown in disappointment
‘I’m going to take these, you two had enough’ eliajh says taking your drinks and drowning them, than he adjusts his sleeves before speaking again
‘so niklaus, what could not wait until morning?’ klaus remained silent as elijah waited patiently
‘my love could you fill me in as niklaus seems to have lost his tongue’ elijah tried with you giving you his best seductive smile but you remained silent too, suddenly interest in the floor as you looked at it
‘nikalus?’ he tried again
‘come on niki tell him, he will find out sooner or later’ you tried starting to become exhausted by the situation but klaus remained silent clenching his jaw in shame and fear.
‘find out what’ elijah asked panic rising in him as he stadied his voice
Elijah understood klaus was not going to speak so he tried with you again, turning to you and giving you that smile again, his hand resting on you knee
‘y/n if you tell me what is going on when we get home I’m going to do that thing you like so much’ he said seductively, his hand on your thigh as his thumb drew invisible circles on your jeans, your eyes darting to him in lust as you straightened your back very interested in his offer as heat rose in you
‘So do we have a deal?’ he added his other hand adjusting a strain of your hair. It was too much, the combination of his promise, his hands on you, the alcohol in your system and klaus silence, so you gave in. blame it to the alcohol or to your boyfriend that looked like a Greek statue, so you spoke.
‘eli we are going to be an uncle and an aunt!’ you cheered clapping your hands, the alcohol of the night starting to affect you more than you wanted to admit
‘what did you say?’ elijah asked in shock, his face loosing color as his eyes darted to his brother
‘hayley is pregnant’ klaus finally spoke still not looking at elijah
‘what? The girl from the crescent pack society? The one you woke up in her bed last month when you forgot our brunch?’ he asked, his mind connecting the dots as you took klaus hand in your own as a comforting gesture
‘yep’ klaus replied making the ‘P’ pop and fidgeting with the empty glass ‘and yes we are sure its mine and that she is pregnant’ klaus continues, elijah makes sign to the bartender that refills his glass. He drowns it.
‘brother..’ elijah replied his tone gentle and understanding even if he was at loss of word, that was something new.
‘before you ask I thought I used protections but apparently not’
‘what has the girl decided?’ elijah asks, still klaus does not look at him, you are glued to your seat as your hand draws pattern’s on klaus’s hand
‘that she is keeping it. Obviously we don’t love each others and she is not expecting us to become a couple or move together. but she wishes I would be man enough to be part of the child life and help her’
‘niklaus..’ elijah says when he is interrupted
‘don’t scold me about my duties toward that child and honor and to live up to my actions, brother. I know it very well or I wouldn’t here be getting drunk with your girlfriend while contemplating my fate’ klaus says frustrated finally looking at elijah. His expression plain like always. And every fiber of kalus body is burning hoping his brother, his savior, is not judging him or being disappointed by him. blame it on the alcohol but klaus was vulnerable in this moment.
‘I see, you don’t need a lecture from me. But still I want to ask you do you want this child brother? Either answers are in your rights’ elijah tone is tender, and klaus relaxes understanding his brother really cares and that gives him the strength to reply as he did not expect this question
‘no. yes. I don’t know. I never thought that was something I had to worry about. I always through that first mikaelson new born would be from you two or freya, not me!’ he says his head in his hands ‘you two doing the nasty since I can recall and me the causal guy get a girl pregnant, what were the odds’ he tries to humor but elijah doesn’t fall for it
‘please refrain from addressing our sexual life to avoid the question, brother, and also generally’ elijah said hiding a smile as you just laughed ‘he has a point…’ you say as elijah squints his eyes at you
‘I don’t know, after the initial panic, the idea made me smile, before panic took over again’ klaus replies sincerely
‘this believe it or not is how people describe parenthood. I know the conditions are not ideal and this is not something you expect but I’m proud of your choice brother’ elijah says standing up after being sure you can stay on the stool without falling, he moves to klaus and squeezes his brother shoulder reassuringly giving him a smile, klaus finally looks at him and in elijah’s eyes can’t find nothing but love and understanding
‘it’s the end of being with head in the clouds isn’t it’ he states
‘when it comes to you I highly doubt that but you are not alone, we are here for you as we shall be always’ elijah says hugging him, klaus complies, snuzzling his face in his brother’s shoulder as when they were kids. The unspoken statement about Mikael lingering the air
‘you will be an amazing father niklaus, trust my judgment brother’ elijah says looking at klaus in the eyes, his hand on the back of klaus neck drawing patterns with his thumb, before elijah looks at you a silent conversation going on between you two
‘you should move in back with us’ he adds as you squealed in agreement ‘We could rent a two bedroom apartment near your university so that the child is still close to their mother. A college dorm is not an ideal place to raise a child if we can avoid it’
‘no. you two love your flat’ klaus says his eyes wide, this is too much, he is grateful for the help but he already feels like a burden he doesn’t want to make things worse
‘but we love you more’ you tell him ruffling his curls as elijah hums in agreement
‘I don’t know what to say’ klaus replies his eyes watery
‘nothing. We are family’ you say ‘we stick together as one always and forever’ elijah adds
Klaus hugs elijah again, and he seem so small as when they were children as he keeps his brother close, overwhelmed with emotions
‘room for one more?’ you ask as klaus draws you in the group hug before elijah kisses the top of your head
‘wait until Rebekah finds out, she will spoil that child’ elijah humors but instead klaus face falls, he realizes that sooner or later the entire family will know
‘father..’ he starts and you hug him closer
‘father will not come near the child niklaus, you have my word. And I’m sure mother and our siblings will help us if we need so. Freya will not let her nephew or niece be without a family, even if she has to excuse her precious father’ elijah comforts klaus that just nods in agreement.
Mikael refused to pay for their maintenance, not that the two brothers would accept the money, but their mother gave them only a small allowance in secret that elijah and klaus were too proud to accept but that you took in every month and divided in their banks accounts, you all pretending it wasn’t like that.
The three of you stay like that for a bit longer before elijah speaks
‘come. I’m not letting you drive home’ elijah says, paying for the drinks and letting you all go, you have problems standing straight so elijah picks you up in his arms bridal style as you giggle and snuzzle in his chest
Klaus follows behind opening the door of the car for elijah where he places you in the backset and kisses your forehead feeling you fall asleep already. Klaus takes the passenger seat and elijah gives a fond look at you with the rear mirror as he sees you sleeping. Then he squeezes his brother’s arm one last time before starting the car and driving home.
the three of you, a 24 years old legal intern, a 22 years old college student and a just freshly tuned 20 years old artist with side jobs now had a baby to grew. The conditions were far from ideal but you all knew something. this baby would grow up to be loved by this strange little family. that was your only certainty in a world without Hope.
You are the one taken by the hollow, not elijah. How far will the family go to get you back and how it’s going to affect your relationship with him?
rewriting of season 4 episodes 9-11. in this is you who gets taken not him. does not follow completely the same the episodes. includes also your platonic relationship with the others and flashbacks of new scenes of you and elijah in the centuries. first two parts follow the show closely.
genre: angst and fluff with happy ending
Notes: The first two parts are mostly rewrite of the episode featuring you and I added some scenes. the rest is my interpretation of what the storyline could be with you, featuring again heavy canon rewritten but mostly made up scenes
Warning: temporary character de4th but with happy ending, canon violence/threats, grief, lots of angst, fluff, main character death and resurrection
Sorry for the grammatical errors. I’m new at writing so feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading. do not translate or appropriate my work
rewriting of season 4 episodes 9-11. in this is you who gets taken by the hollow not him. does not follow completely the same the episodes. includes also your platonic relationship with the others and flashbacks of new scenes of you and elijah in the centuries. first two parts follow the show closely.
Part 2 The Rescue - summary:
elijah deals with you being kidnapped. the family and elijah come rescue you
genre: angst and fluff (flashbacks) with happy ending
Notes:
The first two parts are mostly rewrite of the episode featuring you and I added some scenes. the rest is my interpretation of what the storyline could be with you, featuring again heavy canon rewritten but mostly made up scenes
Warning: temporary character de4th but with happy ending, canon violence/threats, grief, lots of angst, fluff, main character death and resurrection
Sorry for the grammatical errors. I’m new at writing so feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading. do not translate or appropriate my work
I rewatched season 4 a few months ago and now finally managed to finish this series. A few days ago i found the story ‘Hollowed Trap’ by the incredible talented @xxwritemeastoryxx and realised that my part 1 and 2 of the story are similar (as follow the episode and both use dialogue from the show) to their ‘Hollowed Trap’ still i would like to ankoweldge it having them published it before. They are a terrific writer and all their stories are amazing check them out.
Freya and Vincent were trying to find a solution, failing to find a spell or a dark object in which to trap the hollow.
‘you know. it’s funny how five years ago we were in the same position and you decided to sacrifice Davina. Is y/n’s life just more worth?’ Vincent accused the witch
‘y/n is my sister-in-law. Okay? And I regret what I did to Davina every single day’
‘y/n is probably the only mikaelson I can tolerate, I thought she was better then all of you, more caring, less of a killing spree, but then when it came to protect your family, guilt or no she did everything to save you not caring about the others. So she is just as rotten at the rest of you and I think we are just wasting our time trying to find a loophole when her death is inevitable’
‘whatever you think I’m not giving up. Her death will break this family, especially Klaus. And I can’t even think of what it will do to elijah’ freya stated her own grief rising
‘is it really giving up though freya? y/n is a thousand years old. How many lifetimes are going to be enough? She lived 20 times the lifespan of the people she fed on. And Elijah? They have been together 10-20 lifetimes when most of use lose who we love in a few decades’
‘I get it okay? You hate us. But that for me is not enough to let my sister-in-law die to stop some monster that has nothing to do with her’
‘you as the rest of them don’t get it! There’s no other choice, no option. You are the oldest family in the world you have seen empires rise and fall everything dies !’ he shouted
‘not y/n. not today, okay? We already lost my brother finn- Wait. I’ve find the solution!’ freya exclaimed
-.-.-.
Elijah always drank from a glass, it was a matter of composure but right now maybe for the first time in a millennium he was drinking straight from the bottle of liquor, now empty when previously was untouched.
klaus stopped at the door of elijah’s study, looking at his big brother, pain written all over his feature not only at the thought of his sister-in-law, his best friend, in danger but at the sight of his brother in pain.
elijah hears Klaus at the door frame ‘you know she is afraid of the sleeping alone in the dark?’ he says speaking about you
Klaus shakes his head entering the room
‘It reminds her still of when she was little and the night her family was killed and she was brought by mikeal in our house, little she knew at the time that it had been him’
‘when we were human and still children more than teenagers one night I couldn’t sleep and as I paced around in the tent we then called house I saw her. she was so afraid of the dark she could not sleep but father had taken away her candle, saying she was too old for a light in the dark. so I told her I would stay there with her until she fell asleep if she wanted to. You should have seen her eyes, she really thought I could protect her. after that night as of her request i would sneak in and hold her until she fell asleep, it was there i started to realize that i loved her’ he continues, giving his brother only his shoulder as he looks in the fireplace
‘you never told me this’ said Klaus, eyes watery as he steps further in the room
‘it was our secret. but that is not the point. when i asked her to marry me i promised her she would not need to spend another night fearing the dark. Because I would be there, always and forever until the end of time, I would hold her and protect her from the night. No one would get her again, not until I was there’ he says anger rising in him
‘I failed my own wedding vows, niklaus, i left her alone to give marcel that devilish dagger’ he stands up and looks at klaus starting to loose his classical calm
‘and exactly what she feared happened. she was taken in the night and now she is somewhere, a stake in her back fighting for her life’ he throws the glass that shatters colliding with the wall, Klaus flinches
Elijah voice rises still with composure although his body language is all but composed ‘I gave her my word and broke it, what kind of man am i? What kind of husband am I?’ he said voice trembling
‘brother..’ says klaus looking down, elijah’s face contorts in pain at the thought of you in pain
‘I can’t loose her Niklaus, you might think that after 1000 year it could be time, that I would be ready to let go. but it isn’t. i love her more than when we were human if that even possible, before the little innocence was taken from us. I can’t live without her, i won’t’ he says voice breaking as a tear rolls down his eye,
klaus comes nearer tears treating to fall from his eyes too, he places a reassuring hand on Elijah’s neck, looking him in the eyes ‘I assure you brother that we will bring her home, and we will make pay who tried to take her from us. from you’ he vows
Elijah hugs Klaus for a few moments trying to suppress the cry that is threatening to fall
‘come, freya has some news’ he tells him as elijah nods before exiting the room with him
As they walk, Klaus keeps his hand on Elijah’s shoulder to comfort him, when in the corridor they are met by little Hope. Hope is a child but can see clearly that both her father and uncle are completely devastated.
‘dad? Uncle Elijah?’ hope asks them
‘hope’ Elijah says trying to find his composure and give his niece a smile while Klaus says ‘sweety. I didn’t see you there’
Hope looks at them timidly ‘aunt y/n is sick, isn’t she?’, Elijah does his best to not make his face fall, while Klaus squeezes his brother shoulder before kneeling at his daughter eye level
‘aunt y/n is very sick’ he tells her honestly but tenderly
‘well can we help her?’ she asks, her eyes darting between the two men ‘we are doing everything that we can. I can promise you that’ klaus vows, his words intended also towards Elijah which is staying silent, afraid to speak
‘maybe I can help aunt freya do a spell to make her feel better?’ hope asks hopefully
‘that’s very brave of you’ Elijah tells her before klaus can speak ‘but there is no necessity honey, thank you anyhow for your sweet thought’ Elijah says trying to give her a smile, but the child is seven not stupid. She moves away from her father and stands in front of her uncle, he looks at her uncertain of her next move, but then she hugs him and he reciprocate a single tear falling down his eye
‘she will soon be better I’m sure’ hope states during the hug ‘mom says aunt y/n is the strongest person she has ever met’ Elijah smiles at that, locking eyes with Klaus that is smiling sadly at the picture in front of him
Elijah pats the child’s hair before letting her go, as he looks at her he states, his tone warm, ‘and you mum as always is quite right’
-.-..-.-.
‘Vincent said the ancestors can trap the hollow but an original must die, if y/n is going to one way or another we can take her sacrifice and I can try place her soul in a pendant’ explained freya to Klaus, elijah and hayley, herself not keen of the idea
‘what do you mean with try sister’ asked Elijah even less keen of the idea, his fingertips tapping the table
‘look it won’t be easy, we need to find her and it will need all of my magic. And y/n has been poisoned for some time. there is…. There is a chance she won’t survive the process’ freya says defeated as Hayley‘s eyes tear up.
klaus paced around the room in silence as elijah’s knuckles turned white by how much strength he was putting in holding the door, his fingers leaving a trace on the doorframe because of the pressure. He was thinking of a better solution, but he was not finding one, still the idea of risking your life was something beyond comprehension for him
‘but I would survive’ said Klaus an idea coming to his mind as elijah’s eyes widened at Klaus’s idea
‘klaus’ said freya warning him
‘you can channel my death to imprison the hollow before she kills y/n. yes I will be in the pendant and the rest of you can find her, cure her and bring her home’ he said convinced
‘niklaus, I’m not trading your life for y/n’s’ elijah said stepping from the door closer to his brother, his tone leaving no space for argument
‘this is insane’ said Hayley agreeing
‘that evil wench if not killed will come for hope’ said Klaus as the other shacked their heads
‘sacrifice me, save y/n and kill the hollow. this is the only way’ klaus said convinced to an extent that most people in the room had never seen on him, he was not thinking about it twice. The two most important people of his life, his daughter and his best friend life were at stakes and if he could save them damn the risk.
‘nikalus I can’t ask you to die even if temporary. It should be me, she is my wife and she would kick us both for even considering it’ Elijah told him, as much as he knew this plan was good he could not risk losing also his little brother, the person he raised, and which redemption was his life purpose. If someone should be sacrificed for you it should be himself. Elijah was your husband, he would die for you in heartbeat, and consider it his honor and joy. You meant to him more than life, as you were his life.
‘we don’t have time to debate this. you are not asking elijah, I’m offering. y/n is my best friend and you know how much I care for her. You go save her, she needs you. It’s going to be okay.’ Klaus told him squeezing Elijah’s shoulder
Elijah thought about it for a moment, his eyes on the floor, then he raised his gaze, his eyes watery and nodded, Klaus let out a breath he did not know he was holding and reciprocated the hug when elijah hugged him tight
‘thank you niklaus, you have my gratitude’ he said holding the younger’s neck as he spoke
‘my pleasure. And also I can’t wait to brag to y/n how I saved her from now to eternity’ said Klaus smirking ‘work your magic sister’ he replied
none of them liked the plan but it was the best they could do, he gave the pendant to freya who took it reluctantly
–.-.-.-.-.-.-.
Klaus was to be sacrificed by Vincent as marcel tricked the hollow and freya, Elijah and Hayley would save you. But then plan was not working out as the marcel failed killing the hollow as witches prevented Klaus from being sacrificed.
The two older mikaelsons and hayley arrived at the hut. They all attacked the guards of the hut killing them. Elijah rushed to you, stopping as he took in how in pain you looked. you were on the floor, eyes closed, a stake through you and visibly in pain, you could almost not move and your natural s/c skin was now a pale grey.
‘y/n!’ elijah shouted as he ran to you before being stop by an invisible barrier
‘eli..?’ you asked weakly opening your eyes and rising your head at the sound of his voice
He knelt on the floor to be the closest he could to you
‘I’m here my love, we are going to get you out. We need to break the barrier’ he told you trying to reassure you with a smile that not reached his eyes
‘you need to get out, she could come back any minute’ you tell him worrying for them. You already got your wish to see him one last time before dying, now you can’t risk that the hollow follows her promise to send him too in the afterlife
‘I’m not leaving without you’ he vows, almost offended at you for having suggested that, you know that he is not leaving space for an argument.
‘we must rush then’ you tell him as hope runs in you again, maybe you were really getting out of there
‘freya is working on it’ he reassures you
You tilted your head seeing freya chanting
‘you found me’ you chuckled trying to move closer to him as much as the barrier and the pain allowed you to
‘always’ he smiled back ‘hang on, I will take you out’ he reassures you, every fiber of his body wishing to have you in his arms, safe and well, his eyes glued on you taking in your drenched state, your pajama now bloody and ruined
‘now you understand why I hate sleeping alone’ you replied even in this state never losing an occasion to make a sassy remark, but instead his face falls plagued by guilt
‘I know. I should have never left you, please forgive me’ he begged you, never breaking eye contact from you, he fears that if he does the next time he will turn to look at you, you will be dead
‘eli it’s not your fault.’ You tell him sincerely, as pain pierced through you. You know that the guilt would eat him alive and he would believe is his fault even if it isn’t. ‘in case I don’t make It I need to tell you-’ you said realizing this could be the last chance you have to tell him how much you love him
‘no y/n. you will tell me when you are out, when you are in my embrace again. And this time I will never let you go again. Okay? You need to stop talking and save your strength, my love, please’ he begs you shaking his head not even wanting to hear what you believe to be your dying confession
You nod at him knowing arguing would only cuase him pain
‘where is niki?’ you ask realizing Klaus was not with them. Elijah waited a second considering if to tell you the truth. But he knew you would disapprove the plan. You treated Klaus as your son more than as your best friend, knowing that if you knew that Klaus was getting sacrificed for you you would kill them all yourself.
‘Nicklaus is working on the plan as we speak. don’t worry he is safe. i beg you just hold on’ he lied to you to not worry you, even in this state you worried about the family more than yourself. Elijah never lied to you, but this time he did it to protect you, and in this state as you struggled to keep your eyes open not wanting to look away from him as every second could be the last time you see him you did not detect the lie in his voice.
You let out a cry of pain. it was killing Elijah to see you like this. He felt helpless. He never felt so helpless, so human, seeing the person he loved the most in pain, a heartbeat away from death and not being able to do anything. He could do nothing apart from looking at you, he could not even touch you, comfort you. He just wanted to rush you out of this place or if he couldn’t to at least take your place and be the one to suffer instead. Anything to have you safe.
Freya continued chanting as Hayley guarded the door
‘grab the cure. The barrier is almost done’ said freya to her brother, Elijah nodded reaching for it
Then freya stopped chanting for no apparent reason.
‘freya? What is wrong?’ asked Hayley as Elijah was too busy not being able to tear his eyes from you, the cure ready to be used
Suddenly a wind appeared, knocking the cure out of elijah’s hand and crushing it to the floor ‘no!’ he shouted as he and Hayley rushed towards it.
The hollow entered the hut throwing freya, hayley and elijah towards the wall
The plan was that Klaus would temporary die so the hollow can be sent back in hell while marcel killed her, meanwhile elijah and freya and Hayley would get to you, free you and cure you. But the plan had failed and so Klaus was rushing to you to place your soul in the pendant. It was the only chance for you to survive, as in the weak state you were you could die in the process of getting in the pendant.
Panic went through you, even in that state you worried about elijah, your eyes searching for him in the room as you cried out, you yourself didn’t know if for the pain or worry.
In that moment Klaus entered the door saving Hayley from the hollow, Elijah’s face turned white at the sight of his brother, which presence meant the plain had failed.
‘what happened?’ Elijah asked his brother in worry
‘she knew we were coming’
‘freya!’ he shouted looking at you as you were are your limit as the hollow drained you the grey vein starting to form on your face as your heartbeat slew down. Panic was written all over elijah’s face, a panic you had never seen before, while your face showed only of sorrow and defeat
‘we have no choice. Get y/n into the pendant’ said klaus giving the pendant to freya as he looked at you his heart breaking at the sight
‘sister please!’ shouted Elijah. ‘y/n we are getting you in the pendant hold on ‘ He tried to push past the barrier, punching it with every bit of force he had as he shouted in frustration as the hollow chanted and you struggled to breath, contorting in pain.
‘she is too week’ noted freya
In the last moments of lucidity you turned towards Elijah
‘eli. it’s okay.’ you said knowing this was your end, you give him a smile as he stopped punching the barrier to look at you
‘hurry she is killing her!’ shouted Elijah, freya nodded and grabbed the pendant working her magic
‘y/n, please my love hang on a bit mote, don’t let go, please’ he pleaded you with teary eyes
You wanted to, and you would fight until you could, but the hollow was piercing through you.
‘I can fell y/n but the hollow’s magic is blocking me!’ freya said
‘freya!’ Klaus shouted in pain hurrying his sister to hurry, as he looked at you worry eating him alive, he knew you were moments away from slipping away permanently and he had never been so terrified in his life
‘I love you’ you managed to say looking straight into elijah’s eyes before the last strain of pain pierced through you as you let out a scream ‘no y/n stay awake, I beg you’ he shouted
‘it’s too strong!’ freya cried
At the same time Klaus prompted freya to move as Elijah called your name trying to get your attention
‘elijah!’ you let out a last scream extending your hand trying to reach for him as he banged his fists against the invisible barrier trying to reach you, that is when you turned completely of a dark grey, your head falling down on the floor, your hand with you wedding ring still trying to reach him. he looked at you as your eyes bearing usually a fire became lifeless
‘y/n!’ he screamed, his voice breaking as the barrier fell and the hollow disappeared, the ritual was complete
He didn’t even notice the hollow disappear, everyone falling with the force that the sacrifice had unleashed. He rushed to your side removing the stake from your back taking you in his embrace. The familiar heartbeat he could recognize in a million, the one he was so used to hear next to his, the one he fell asleep next to and woke up to, the one he could recognize even the smallest change, was now gone. In silence he traced your features realization not hitting him, he was still in shock as he looked into your lifeless eyes.
Hayley and Klaus rushed to your side, Klaus touched your arm feeling your skin cold he widened his eyes in horror not able to speak, ‘did it work?’ he managed to ask
everyone turned to look at freya, prompting Elijah to finally speak as hope still pervaded him ‘where is the pendant’ he asked but his sister opened her hand, showing pendant broken as a tear rolled down her eye. elijah shook his head looking at it and then at you
‘no it can’t be’ he said shaking his head and holding your corpse more tightly against himself , his eyes filling with tears as he let out a scream, a scream so inhuman that everyone filched never having heard such despair
‘there has to be a way. She can’t be gone’ he pleaded resting his head against yours as he caressed your cheek as he sobbed
Klaus kneeled down looking at you a tear down his eye ‘elijah listen to me. we will fix the pendant. This is not her end’ he said not knowing himself if it was to convince himself or his brother. Elijah remained silent
‘brother, please, let us bring her home and we will save her’ said Klaus trying to help him up and move you
‘don’t touch her!’ shouted Elijah. klaus took a step back immediately. Hurt in his eyes. He was only trying to help but he knew that his older brother in this state could not understand it. He now saw everyone as a threat to take you away from him.
‘brother, to find a solution we need to go home. please’ klaus pleaded Elijah, as more tears fell down his cheek
Elijah traced your features, a million thoughts of anger pain and loss and memory passing through his mind. He could do nothing now, he was empty in the inside. The moment you had shouted his name in pain he had died with you. Therefore he nodded and stood up keeping your firmly in his embrace bridal style, he did not leave you for a second not tearing his eye away from you lifeless face as he brought you to the car, and then as he brought you home. the rest of the family not dared to speak following you as all of them shed silent tears.
rewriting of season 4 episodes 9-11. in this is you who gets taken by the hollow not him. does not follow completely the same the episodes. includes also your platonic relationship with the others and flashbacks of new scenes of you and elijah in the centuries. first two parts follow the show closely.
elijah deals with you being kidnapped. the family and elijah come rescue you
genre: angst and fluff (flashbacks) with happy ending
Notes:
The first two parts are mostly rewrite of the episode featuring you and I added some scenes. the rest is my interpretation of what the storyline could be with you, featuring again heavy canon rewritten but mostly made up scenes
Warning: temporary character de4th but with happy ending, canon violence/threats, grief, lots of angst, fluff, main character death and resurrection
Sorry for the grammatical errors. I’m new at writing so feedback is appreciated. Thank you for reading. do not translate or appropriate my work
I rewatched season 4 a few months ago and now finally managed to finish this series. A few days ago i found the story ‘Hollowed Trap’ by the incredible talented @xxwritemeastoryxx and realised that my part 1 and 2 of the story are similar (as follow the episode and both use dialogue from the show) to their ‘Hollowed Trap’ still i would like to ankoweldge it having them published it before. They are a terrific writer and all their stories are amazing check them out.
Freya and Vincent were trying to find a solution, failing to find a spell or a dark object in which to trap the hollow.
‘you know. it’s funny how five years ago we were in the same position and you decided to sacrifice Davina. Is y/n’s life just more worth?’ Vincent accused the witch
‘y/n is my sister-in-law. Okay? And I regret what I did to Davina every single day’
‘y/n is probably the only mikaelson I can tolerate, I thought she was better then all of you, more caring, less of a killing spree, but then when it came to protect your family, guilt or no she did everything to save you not caring about the others. So she is just as rotten at the rest of you and I think we are just wasting our time trying to find a loophole when her death is inevitable’
‘whatever you think I’m not giving up. Her death will break this family, especially Klaus. And I can’t even think of what it will do to elijah’ freya stated her own grief rising
‘is it really giving up though freya? y/n is a thousand years old. How many lifetimes are going to be enough? She lived 20 times the lifespan of the people she fed on. And Elijah? They have been together 10-20 lifetimes when most of use lose who we love in a few decades’
‘I get it okay? You hate us. But that for me is not enough to let my sister-in-law die to stop some monster that has nothing to do with her’
‘you as the rest of them don’t get it! There’s no other choice, no option. You are the oldest family in the world you have seen empires rise and fall everything dies !’ he shouted
‘not y/n. not today, okay? We already lost my brother finn- Wait. I’ve find the solution!’ freya exclaimed
-.-.-.
Elijah always drank from a glass, it was a matter of composure but right now maybe for the first time in a millennium he was drinking straight from the bottle of liquor, now empty when previously was untouched.
klaus stopped at the door of elijah’s study, looking at his big brother, pain written all over his feature not only at the thought of his sister-in-law, his best friend, in danger but at the sight of his brother in pain.
elijah hears Klaus at the door frame ‘you know she is afraid of the sleeping alone in the dark?’ he says speaking about you
Klaus shakes his head entering the room
‘It reminds her still of when she was little and the night her family was killed and she was brought by mikeal in our house, little she knew at the time that it had been him’
‘when we were human and still children more than teenagers one night I couldn’t sleep and as I paced around in the tent we then called house I saw her. she was so afraid of the dark she could not sleep but father had taken away her candle, saying she was too old for a light in the dark. so I told her I would stay there with her until she fell asleep if she wanted to. You should have seen her eyes, she really thought I could protect her. after that night as of her request i would sneak in and hold her until she fell asleep, it was there i started to realize that i loved her’ he continues, giving his brother only his shoulder as he looks in the fireplace
‘you never told me this’ said Klaus, eyes watery as he steps further in the room
‘it was our secret. but that is not the point. when i asked her to marry me i promised her she would not need to spend another night fearing the dark. Because I would be there, always and forever until the end of time, I would hold her and protect her from the night. No one would get her again, not until I was there’ he says anger rising in him
‘I failed my own wedding vows, niklaus, i left her alone to give marcel that devilish dagger’ he stands up and looks at klaus starting to loose his classical calm
‘and exactly what she feared happened. she was taken in the night and now she is somewhere, a stake in her back fighting for her life’ he throws the glass that shatters colliding with the wall, Klaus flinches
Elijah voice rises still with composure although his body language is all but composed ‘I gave her my word and broke it, what kind of man am i? What kind of husband am I?’ he said voice trembling
‘brother..’ says klaus looking down, elijah’s face contorts in pain at the thought of you in pain
‘I can’t loose her Niklaus, you might think that after 1000 year it could be time, that I would be ready to let go. but it isn’t. i love her more than when we were human if that even possible, before the little innocence was taken from us. I can’t live without her, i won’t’ he says voice breaking as a tear rolls down his eye,
klaus comes nearer tears treating to fall from his eyes too, he places a reassuring hand on Elijah’s neck, looking him in the eyes ‘I assure you brother that we will bring her home, and we will make pay who tried to take her from us. from you’ he vows
Elijah hugs Klaus for a few moments trying to suppress the cry that is threatening to fall
‘come, freya has some news’ he tells him as elijah nods before exiting the room with him
As they walk, Klaus keeps his hand on Elijah’s shoulder to comfort him, when in the corridor they are met by little Hope. Hope is a child but can see clearly that both her father and uncle are completely devastated.
‘dad? Uncle Elijah?’ hope asks them
‘hope’ Elijah says trying to find his composure and give his niece a smile while Klaus says ‘sweety. I didn’t see you there’
Hope looks at them timidly ‘aunt y/n is sick, isn’t she?’, Elijah does his best to not make his face fall, while Klaus squeezes his brother shoulder before kneeling at his daughter eye level
‘aunt y/n is very sick’ he tells her honestly but tenderly
‘well can we help her?’ she asks, her eyes darting between the two men ‘we are doing everything that we can. I can promise you that’ klaus vows, his words intended also towards Elijah which is staying silent, afraid to speak
‘maybe I can help aunt freya do a spell to make her feel better?’ hope asks hopefully
‘that’s very brave of you’ Elijah tells her before klaus can speak ‘but there is no necessity honey, thank you anyhow for your sweet thought’ Elijah says trying to give her a smile, but the child is seven not stupid. She moves away from her father and stands in front of her uncle, he looks at her uncertain of her next move, but then she hugs him and he reciprocate a single tear falling down his eye
‘she will soon be better I’m sure’ hope states during the hug ‘mom says aunt y/n is the strongest person she has ever met’ Elijah smiles at that, locking eyes with Klaus that is smiling sadly at the picture in front of him
Elijah pats the child’s hair before letting her go, as he looks at her he states, his tone warm, ‘and you mum as always is quite right’
-.-..-.-.
‘Vincent said the ancestors can trap the hollow but an original must die, if y/n is going to one way or another we can take her sacrifice and I can try place her soul in a pendant’ explained freya to Klaus, elijah and hayley, herself not keen of the idea
‘what do you mean with try sister’ asked Elijah even less keen of the idea, his fingertips tapping the table
‘look it won’t be easy, we need to find her and it will need all of my magic. And y/n has been poisoned for some time. there is…. There is a chance she won’t survive the process’ freya says defeated as Hayley‘s eyes tear up.
klaus paced around the room in silence as elijah’s knuckles turned white by how much strength he was putting in holding the door, his fingers leaving a trace on the doorframe because of the pressure. He was thinking of a better solution, but he was not finding one, still the idea of risking your life was something beyond comprehension for him
‘but I would survive’ said Klaus an idea coming to his mind as elijah’s eyes widened at Klaus’s idea
‘klaus’ said freya warning him
‘you can channel my death to imprison the hollow before she kills y/n. yes I will be in the pendant and the rest of you can find her, cure her and bring her home’ he said convinced
‘niklaus, I’m not trading your life for y/n’s’ elijah said stepping from the door closer to his brother, his tone leaving no space for argument
‘this is insane’ said Hayley agreeing
‘that evil wench if not killed will come for hope’ said Klaus as the other shacked their heads
‘sacrifice me, save y/n and kill the hollow. this is the only way’ klaus said convinced to an extent that most people in the room had never seen on him, he was not thinking about it twice. The two most important people of his life, his daughter and his best friend life were at stakes and if he could save them damn the risk.
‘nikalus I can’t ask you to die even if temporary. It should be me, she is my wife and she would kick us both for even considering it’ Elijah told him, as much as he knew this plan was good he could not risk losing also his little brother, the person he raised, and which redemption was his life purpose. If someone should be sacrificed for you it should be himself. Elijah was your husband, he would die for you in heartbeat, and consider it his honor and joy. You meant to him more than life, as you were his life.
‘we don’t have time to debate this. you are not asking elijah, I’m offering. y/n is my best friend and you know how much I care for her. You go save her, she needs you. It’s going to be okay.’ Klaus told him squeezing Elijah’s shoulder
Elijah thought about it for a moment, his eyes on the floor, then he raised his gaze, his eyes watery and nodded, Klaus let out a breath he did not know he was holding and reciprocated the hug when elijah hugged him tight
‘thank you niklaus, you have my gratitude’ he said holding the younger’s neck as he spoke
‘my pleasure. And also I can’t wait to brag to y/n how I saved her from now to eternity’ said Klaus smirking ‘work your magic sister’ he replied
none of them liked the plan but it was the best they could do, he gave the pendant to freya who took it reluctantly
–.-.-.-.-.-.-.
Klaus was to be sacrificed by Vincent as marcel tricked the hollow and freya, Elijah and Hayley would save you. But then plan was not working out as the marcel failed killing the hollow as witches prevented Klaus from being sacrificed.
The two older mikaelsons and hayley arrived at the hut. They all attacked the guards of the hut killing them. Elijah rushed to you, stopping as he took in how in pain you looked. you were on the floor, eyes closed, a stake through you and visibly in pain, you could almost not move and your natural s/c skin was now a pale grey.
‘y/n!’ elijah shouted as he ran to you before being stop by an invisible barrier
‘eli..?’ you asked weakly opening your eyes and rising your head at the sound of his voice
He knelt on the floor to be the closest he could to you
‘I’m here my love, we are going to get you out. We need to break the barrier’ he told you trying to reassure you with a smile that not reached his eyes
‘you need to get out, she could come back any minute’ you tell him worrying for them. You already got your wish to see him one last time before dying, now you can’t risk that the hollow follows her promise to send him too in the afterlife
‘I’m not leaving without you’ he vows, almost offended at you for having suggested that, you know that he is not leaving space for an argument.
‘we must rush then’ you tell him as hope runs in you again, maybe you were really getting out of there
‘freya is working on it’ he reassures you
You tilted your head seeing freya chanting
‘you found me’ you chuckled trying to move closer to him as much as the barrier and the pain allowed you to
‘always’ he smiled back ‘hang on, I will take you out’ he reassures you, every fiber of his body wishing to have you in his arms, safe and well, his eyes glued on you taking in your drenched state, your pajama now bloody and ruined
‘now you understand why I hate sleeping alone’ you replied even in this state never losing an occasion to make a sassy remark, but instead his face falls plagued by guilt
‘I know. I should have never left you, please forgive me’ he begged you, never breaking eye contact from you, he fears that if he does the next time he will turn to look at you, you will be dead
‘eli it’s not your fault.’ You tell him sincerely, as pain pierced through you. You know that the guilt would eat him alive and he would believe is his fault even if it isn’t. ‘in case I don’t make It I need to tell you-’ you said realizing this could be the last chance you have to tell him how much you love him
‘no y/n. you will tell me when you are out, when you are in my embrace again. And this time I will never let you go again. Okay? You need to stop talking and save your strength, my love, please’ he begs you shaking his head not even wanting to hear what you believe to be your dying confession
You nod at him knowing arguing would only cuase him pain
‘where is niki?’ you ask realizing Klaus was not with them. Elijah waited a second considering if to tell you the truth. But he knew you would disapprove the plan. You treated Klaus as your son more than as your best friend, knowing that if you knew that Klaus was getting sacrificed for you you would kill them all yourself.
‘Nicklaus is working on the plan as we speak. don’t worry he is safe. i beg you just hold on’ he lied to you to not worry you, even in this state you worried about the family more than yourself. Elijah never lied to you, but this time he did it to protect you, and in this state as you struggled to keep your eyes open not wanting to look away from him as every second could be the last time you see him you did not detect the lie in his voice.
You let out a cry of pain. it was killing Elijah to see you like this. He felt helpless. He never felt so helpless, so human, seeing the person he loved the most in pain, a heartbeat away from death and not being able to do anything. He could do nothing apart from looking at you, he could not even touch you, comfort you. He just wanted to rush you out of this place or if he couldn’t to at least take your place and be the one to suffer instead. Anything to have you safe.
Freya continued chanting as Hayley guarded the door
‘grab the cure. The barrier is almost done’ said freya to her brother, Elijah nodded reaching for it
Then freya stopped chanting for no apparent reason.
‘freya? What is wrong?’ asked Hayley as Elijah was too busy not being able to tear his eyes from you, the cure ready to be used
Suddenly a wind appeared, knocking the cure out of elijah’s hand and crushing it to the floor ‘no!’ he shouted as he and Hayley rushed towards it.
The hollow entered the hut throwing freya, hayley and elijah towards the wall
The plan was that Klaus would temporary die so the hollow can be sent back in hell while marcel killed her, meanwhile elijah and freya and Hayley would get to you, free you and cure you. But the plan had failed and so Klaus was rushing to you to place your soul in the pendant. It was the only chance for you to survive, as in the weak state you were you could die in the process of getting in the pendant.
Panic went through you, even in that state you worried about elijah, your eyes searching for him in the room as you cried out, you yourself didn’t know if for the pain or worry.
In that moment Klaus entered the door saving Hayley from the hollow, Elijah’s face turned white at the sight of his brother, which presence meant the plain had failed.
‘what happened?’ Elijah asked his brother in worry
‘she knew we were coming’
‘freya!’ he shouted looking at you as you were are your limit as the hollow drained you the grey vein starting to form on your face as your heartbeat slew down. Panic was written all over elijah’s face, a panic you had never seen before, while your face showed only of sorrow and defeat
‘we have no choice. Get y/n into the pendant’ said klaus giving the pendant to freya as he looked at you his heart breaking at the sight
‘sister please!’ shouted Elijah. ‘y/n we are getting you in the pendant hold on ‘ He tried to push past the barrier, punching it with every bit of force he had as he shouted in frustration as the hollow chanted and you struggled to breath, contorting in pain.
‘she is too week’ noted freya
In the last moments of lucidity you turned towards Elijah
‘eli. it’s okay.’ you said knowing this was your end, you give him a smile as he stopped punching the barrier to look at you
‘hurry she is killing her!’ shouted Elijah, freya nodded and grabbed the pendant working her magic
‘y/n, please my love hang on a bit mote, don’t let go, please’ he pleaded you with teary eyes
You wanted to, and you would fight until you could, but the hollow was piercing through you.
‘I can fell y/n but the hollow’s magic is blocking me!’ freya said
‘freya!’ Klaus shouted in pain hurrying his sister to hurry, as he looked at you worry eating him alive, he knew you were moments away from slipping away permanently and he had never been so terrified in his life
‘I love you’ you managed to say looking straight into elijah’s eyes before the last strain of pain pierced through you as you let out a scream ‘no y/n stay awake, I beg you’ he shouted
‘it’s too strong!’ freya cried
At the same time Klaus prompted freya to move as Elijah called your name trying to get your attention
‘elijah!’ you let out a last scream extending your hand trying to reach for him as he banged his fists against the invisible barrier trying to reach you, that is when you turned completely of a dark grey, your head falling down on the floor, your hand with you wedding ring still trying to reach him. he looked at you as your eyes bearing usually a fire became lifeless
‘y/n!’ he screamed, his voice breaking as the barrier fell and the hollow disappeared, the ritual was complete
He didn’t even notice the hollow disappear, everyone falling with the force that the sacrifice had unleashed. He rushed to your side removing the stake from your back taking you in his embrace. The familiar heartbeat he could recognize in a million, the one he was so used to hear next to his, the one he fell asleep next to and woke up to, the one he could recognize even the smallest change, was now gone. In silence he traced your features realization not hitting him, he was still in shock as he looked into your lifeless eyes.
Hayley and Klaus rushed to your side, Klaus touched your arm feeling your skin cold he widened his eyes in horror not able to speak, ‘did it work?’ he managed to ask
everyone turned to look at freya, prompting Elijah to finally speak as hope still pervaded him ‘where is the pendant’ he asked but his sister opened her hand, showing pendant broken as a tear rolled down her eye. elijah shook his head looking at it and then at you
‘no it can’t be’ he said shaking his head and holding your corpse more tightly against himself , his eyes filling with tears as he let out a scream, a scream so inhuman that everyone filched never having heard such despair
‘there has to be a way. She can’t be gone’ he pleaded resting his head against yours as he caressed your cheek as he sobbed
Klaus kneeled down looking at you a tear down his eye ‘elijah listen to me. we will fix the pendant. This is not her end’ he said not knowing himself if it was to convince himself or his brother. Elijah remained silent
‘brother, please, let us bring her home and we will save her’ said Klaus trying to help him up and move you
‘don’t touch her!’ shouted Elijah. klaus took a step back immediately. Hurt in his eyes. He was only trying to help but he knew that his older brother in this state could not understand it. He now saw everyone as a threat to take you away from him.
‘brother, to find a solution we need to go home. please’ klaus pleaded Elijah, as more tears fell down his cheek
Elijah traced your features, a million thoughts of anger pain and loss and memory passing through his mind. He could do nothing now, he was empty in the inside. The moment you had shouted his name in pain he had died with you. Therefore he nodded and stood up keeping your firmly in his embrace bridal style, he did not leave you for a second not tearing his eye away from you lifeless face as he brought you to the car, and then as he brought you home. the rest of the family not dared to speak following you as all of them shed silent tears.
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”
This list is inspired and partially taken from @r-evolve-art ‘s au masterlist. Message me if you have a request for one of these, I would be more than happy to write it
* You have each other’s names on your wrist
* You have the name of your soulmate and the name on your enemy o on your wrist, you have to figure out which is which
* Your last words to each other are written on your arm
* You can only see color when you first meet your soulmate
* Time stops at a certain age, if you haven’t met your soulmate, or if they aren’t born yet you stay the same age until they reach yours
* Each year imprinted on your arm, whispered in a dream, sent in a mail or whatever, is a hint to who/where is your soulmate
* Meter of how in danger your soulmate is
* You can only see shades of your soulmates eye color until you meet
* You get the same injuries as your soulmate
* Soulmate’s share a heaven/afterlife
* You and your soulmate share dreams, you can communicate in them but you can’t remember each other’s faces when you wake up
* It is impossible to lie to your destined soulmate
* Only your soulmate can kill you
* On top of everybody’s head is the name of their soulmate. You can’t see your own. If you tell somebody their soulmate’s name, something unfortunate/death will happen to them/yourself/a soulmate
* When you finally get within the mile of your soulmate the day repeats until you find them (Kind of like a time loop)
* Mysterious letter detailing to one person when they’ll meet, and another letter detailing where they’ll meet to their soulmate, but not both (Person A gets when they’ll meet, Person B gets where they’ll meet)
* Soulmates are the same (souls) throughout all lives, including past lives * Everyone receives a picture of their soulmate (at a certain age) taken the year they met
* A mirror that you can see and talk to your soulmate in, all bodies and faces are distorted so you can’t see who it is until you meet certain criteria
* Everyone is born knowing their soulmates biggest (Maybe future) secret
* When you’re born you get a list of your soulmates biggest insecurities, you have to find out who they are based on the list
* You meet your soulmate the day after the worst event of your life
Prompts used: 9) “I’ll never forget”; 12) “I don’t know what to say.”; 42) “Not everything can be repaired.”
Request are still open!
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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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.
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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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