Klaus Mikaelson x gender neutral reader

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.

Part 1,Part 2,Part 3,Part 4,Part 5,Part 6,Part 7,Part 8,Part 9,Part 10,Part 11

Klaus Mikaelson x Fem!Reader:

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.

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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!

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AUGUST 1902, PARIS, FRANCE

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 19^th 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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Sounds Like Heaven (Klaus Mikaelson x Reader)

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”

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Maybe It’s Better This Way (Klaus x Reader)

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”

“Please stay, for me”

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Without Hurt - Kai Parker

Kai x mute reader

Warnings:none

Word count: 690

Requested:Can you do a kai parker x mute reader where she is a watch and Kai can siphone her powers without hurting her . She helps Kai helps Kai escape prison world and also helps him when Bonnie leave him in Lily’s person world. And they start to develop feelings for each other.- @raveenasblog​

Authors Note: I will always love kai and thank you for the request sorry it took so long to post I’ve had a lot of things in the works for the last year now and I’m not that into TVD anymore so I had to be in the right mood to finish it. I LOVED the mute reader idea! I haven’t done that before and it was very intriguing.

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“We all ready to go?” Bonnie asked everyone as they got ready to head into another prison world.

“Yup.” Damon said coming up next to the witch.

‘Be safe’ Y/n spoke through her mind to Kai. If he would have been looking at her she would’ve signed, but since he wasn’t she used their connection. Y/n wasn’t always mute but after being treated horribly by her family for years it just felt like the safer option. 

Kai and Y/n had known each other for a very long time. They understood each other. Both had cast a spell long ago that made it they could communicate through just their minds if they wanted. He was one of the only people who knew all the details about why Y/n decided to be mute, and he wouldn’t change a thing. He learned sign lounge to communicate with her as well. Y/n has magic being a witch and all but the two found out early on in their friendship that for reasons they could not explain Kai could siphon from her and it didn’t hurt her. 

Y/n’s theory was it’s because since she didn’t talk she learned to do magic without speaking. Making her a very powerful witch. So powerful she has magic to spare.

“I will.”Kai smiled turning to face her. She was one of the only people that has ever cared about his well-being. “See you when I get back.”

It felt like forever to Y/n as she waited for them to all come back. Sitting in the Salvatore boarding house was not as entertaining as one might think. At least there was bourbon.

Y/n rushed to stand up when she saw Damon, Elena, and Bonnie appear. ‘Where’s Kai?’ Y/n signed looking around and not seeing her tall friend.

“Y/n-” Elena stepped forward but Y/n backed up before asking again.

‘Where is he?’ she signed fast this time.

“I left him there.” Bonnie stated looking proud of herself.

‘Why?’ Y/n glared at the witch. She never liked the bitch witch and here was another reason not to.

“Because he’s a monster y/n.” Bonnie said rolling her eyes at the mute girls expression.

Y/n shook her head in disbelief, no matter how sorry Kai was going to be she’d never forgive him, or believe him. ‘You don’t know or understand him.’

Y/n looked at each person in the room before grabbing her bag and heading to the door, obviously upset.

“Y/n, where are you going?” Elena called after her but she got no response Y/n just left slamming the door on her way out.

“Well, she took that well.” Damon snarked as he to left the room.

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It didn’t take Y/n long to figure out another way into the prison world. She took it immediately. She remembered to wear a jacket but once she got there she wished she had worn snow boots as well. Once she found Kai it was very much filled with relief. ‘I’m gonna get you out of here, Kai. I promise’. She thought to herself as she headed off to the house in the distance. Before she even got up all the steps the front door opened.

“Y/n?” Kai said his voice full of shock. Y/n waved and that confirmation had Kai running to the shivering girl. Wrapping her up in his arms. “Its so good to see you. GOD I missed you.”

‘Its good to see you as well.’ Y/n said telepathically hugging him back. Y/n held him and did the spell again.

Once they pulled back Kai looked around and noticed they were now standing in Y/n’s home. “Did you get me out?” 

Y/n nodded smiling up at her friend. Watching his shoulders sag as a result of stress leaving him.

“God I love you.” Kai smiled pulling her to him in an even tighter hug than last time. Relieved to be holding her again. Bonnie Bennet was gonna pay for separating him from his girl. He’d make sure of it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oh yeah? And who are they?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Always.”

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

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

“Do you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Fine.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Listen-”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Klaus pouts. “Very well.”

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

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

The girls chuckle.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Who all knows that you know?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Tell. Me. Everything.”

“What? There’s nothing to tell.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Of course. Goodnight.”

“Night.”

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

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

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

It’s perfect. You’re ready.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You’re definitely getting laid tonight.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Your range! Oh my god.”

“Who the hell inspired that song?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Typical,” Caroline huffs.

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

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

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

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

Surprisingly, it’s Klaus you find first.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And that’s my cue to go.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I did.”

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

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

“W-What?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“And you’re just okay with it?”

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

“You’re unbelievable.”

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

“And?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Maybe.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Nope.” Both answer.

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

“Yep.”

He shrugs. “Okay then.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mhm. Yeah. Sure.”

“You still have to cut your cake.”

“Pft. Cake? I don’t need cake.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yeah, yeah. So you’ve said.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Y/n: “Promise me that you wont start any fights this time.”

Klaus: “Fine, I promise I wont start any fights.”

Y/n: “Thank you.”

Klaus: “…..I will finish them though.”

hey guys, i know i’ve been out of the writing game for a while (curse the whole work stuff where i barely get time to eat and sleep and remember i am not a f-cking robot hahah) and somehow all the messages in my inbox here have gone deleted which truly sucks and no one is more confused than me about it as to how it happened …. and i am truly sorry all the ideas you sent me got lost :( 

so here is what i thought - i got 14 days off work where i can literally do anything i want and what i reallywanna do is write. so here is what i had as an idea – send me some requests. i’ll post the story plot and you guys will all vote for which story you want me to write. :) what do you guys think? wanna read more of my writings? :) let me know