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Finn: y/n I can't
Y/n: you can
Finn: you do not wish a life with me! I'm broken! I'm mad
Y/n: Finn! I will stand with you between the heavens and the earth, I will tell you where you are, do you love me?
Finn: I LOVE YOU! I've loved you since I first saw you when I was undaggered, I loved you since then. My heart beats for you, I cannot breathe when you are not near. I love you, y/n. My heart calls your name
*Klaus arguing with Esther*
Klaus: You can't just abandon us and then show up one day to take your pick of the litter!
Esther: It may be too late for you, Klaus, but it's not for y/n
Klaus: she doesn't even know who you are!
Esther: I'm her mother!
Klaus: YOU WERE OUR MOTHER TOO
Elijah: it's not just the hair cut, sister, you look like a-
Y/n: what? I look like a what?
Kol: you look like a hooker
Y/n: you think?
Klaus: That is not a compliment, love!
Y/n: from Kol, totally is
Kol: hookers are hot
*Elijah reading, as his wife looks at him*
Y/n: it must be exhausting being drop dead gorgeous all the time
Elijah: *looks up* then you must be exhausted, dear
Y/n: *blushes*
Elijah: *smirks*
Y/n: *holding Baby Hope* 9 months carrying you, and 38 hours squeezing you out of my body and you have the audacity to come out looking exactly like your father?
*Hope coos and babbles*
Y/n: *smiles and nuzzles her* your perfect
*Klaus smiling in the back*
Y/n: Elijah, I need you to watch Hope, Klaus is in trouble
Elijah: y/n are you insinuating Nikaus is "in" trouble or he is the trouble
Y/n: What I'm saying is he's either in trouble...or he's going to be *storms out*
Elijah: Niklaus, why must you piss your wife off *mutters*
Klaus Mikaelsons wife NSFW headcannons:
Man is hands down a switch but mostly dominant, very rarely he let's you take the reins
His main focus is your pleasure not his, he will not cum unless you cum first
Favorite places to kiss you: Neck, Lips, Shoulders and Hands
Will feed on you when having sex, only if your okay with it
His hybrid eyes show when he's in a rut and fucks you
King of Aftercare
Favorite Kinks include: BDSM, Master/Slave, Blood play, knife play, impact play, Hunter/Prey
Will not do anything your uncomfortable with
Will say sweet nothings when he's in gentle Dom mood
Nicknames: Alpha, Daddy, Sir, Master. Yours are: Baby Girl, Pet, Slave, Slut, Omega
Sub Klaus:
It's rare when he's feeling subby and when he does he's vulnerable
You practically pamper him in this state and are so gentle
Favorite places to kiss him: lips, cheek, his chest and his shoulders
You will hold him and let him suck on your breast's if that's what he wants
Nicknames: Sweetie, Baby Boy, Pet, Mommy's good boy. Yours: Mommy, Mistress, Love, Darling
Kinks: Mommy kink, Pegging, Mommy/ Little, Role-playing, Pet Play,Praise
You will let him cockwarm your strap as you hold him, being a gentle Dom
Never ever hitting him, you refuse to make him feel like his past abused child memories
Queen of Aftercare
Being klaus mikaelsons wife and the original tribrid includes part 2:
Nicknames for you: My Love, Dear, Little Wolf, Sweetie, My Wife, Sweet Y/n, Mate, My Tribrid, My Queen
Nicknames for Him: Nikki, Sweetheart, My Hybrid, Handsome, Darling, Husband, My Strong Wolf, Honey, My King
You being jealous of Tatia, Aurora, Caroline, Camille and Hayley
Dates include: Moonlight walks, slow dancing, visiting art galleries, dinner at a nice restaurant, etc
Takes birthdays and anniversaries very seriously. Even after 1000 years, he still spoils you for 24 hours
He will cook for you
His famous leather jacket, you gave him and is precious to him
He hand carved your wedding rings
Klaus loves seeing you fight
Even if he's angry or in a rush, he will kiss you good morning and good night
Not a fan of PDA but will hold your hand or keep a hand on your waist
Apologizes first when you two fight
It killing him every time your daggered and put in a coffin
Only trusts his siblings with you
You can feel each other's emotions
You always forgiving him after everything he has done
Your song: Die with a Smile- Lady Gaga, Bruno Mars
Song that makes him think of you: Stand by You- Rachel Pelton
Song that makes you think of him: Home- Phillip Phillips
Being Klaus Mikaelsons wife and the original tribrid includes:
Mikael brought you home after slaughtering your pack. He didn't kill you because you were a werewolf witch hybrid. And Esther wanted you for your magic
You developed romantic feelings towards Niklaus as a teenager, him as well. You both slowly went from friends to lovers.
You both gathered berries and flowers and made paint as kids.
You both married when you became of age, a few years before you became vampires.
You both experienced your first full moon together, holding each other in your arms as you painfully shifted.
Watching sadly as Esther sealed your wolf halves away
Comforting him after Henriks death
He could watch as Mikael "killed" you but being there when you turned and resurrected
He asks you to renew your vows every 500 years
Klaus is known for lying and breaking his word, but never once has he ever lied to you or broken his words to you
After centuries of marriage, he still thinks your the most beautiful woman in existence
Will kill anyone who flirts with you and vice versa
Klaus's pride growing every time you address him as "husband" especially in public
Your the only one who can call him "Nikki" and live
Being Marcels adoptive mother and caretaker
Him vowing to break your guy's curse and become hybrid and tribrid once more
Your his humanity, his light, his soul
His heartbreaking every time his disappoints you or upsets you
Only you he will cry in front of as you soothe him
You always being on his side no matter what he does, supporting him
You being his muse when he is painting, he has thousands of portraits of you from over the centuries
You being captured every time he is captured as well, being used as leverage against him
When sleeping, you are his teddy bear
Rick: y/n no
Y/n: y/n yes
Maggie: y/n no
Y/n: y/n maybe
Carol: y/n no
Y/n: y/n no
Daryl: Hey Bitch what's for fucking dinner?
Y/n: *on the verge of tears* M-Mac and Cheese
Daryl: *puts his forehead to hers* Don't you Iet me ever talk to you like that again! If I do hit me
Negan: you know I have a queer kid
Rick: you have a kid?
Negan: yup Nonbinary Pansexual
Rick: And your okay with that?
Negan: I'm not a monster Rick
Y/n: MERLE
Daryl: Just the first name could be fine
Y/n: ALEXANDER!
Merle Jr: Middle name not looking so good
Y/n: DIXON!
Daryl: Your in trouble
Y/n: YOU TOO DARYL RICHARD DIXON
Daryl: Shit! Run kid
Merle Jr: Wait for me Dad
*y/n crying*:
Daryl: Whats wrong? Did somebody die?
Y/n: No
Daryl: Then we can fix it, what happened?
Y/n: Negan taunted mom and I about Dad and Abraham
Daryl: Excuse me, Darlin
*a few moments later*
Darl:*covered in blood*: Wanna go hunting
Y/n: Sure
Twister
The wind howled outside, rattling the windows and whipping debris through the air. Dark clouds swirled ominously overhead as the residents of Alexandria hurriedly sought shelter from the approaching tornado. In a small house near the center of town, Rick and Glenn, along with a few survivors, frantically placed mattresses against the windows, hoping to barricade themselves from the wrath of the storm.
Y/N, a frightened 9-year-old girl, watched the chaotic scene unfold with wide eyes. Her small frame trembled as she clung to Daryl's hand, seeking comfort in his presence. She looked up at him, her voice trembling with fear, "Daryl... I'm scared. Is everything going to be okay?"
Daryl, known for his tough exterior, felt a softness in his heart as he looked down at Y/N. He crouched down to her level and gently squeezed her hand. "Hey, don't you worry none, Y/N," he replied in a soothing tone. "We're gonna be alright. We've been through worse before, remember?"
Y/N nodded, but her worried expression remained. "But what if the tornado comes here? What if it destroys everything?"
Daryl gave her a reassuring smile. "We're doing everything we can to stay safe. We've got this place locked down tight, and everyone's helping to protect each other."
Just then, a loud crash echoed from outside as a nearby building succumbed to the force of the tornado. The house shook, causing Y/N to grip Daryl's hand even tighter. Fear etched across her face, she looked up at him pleadingly, "Daryl, I'm really scared. Can you stay with me?"
Daryl's tough exterior melted away completely as he tenderly brushed a strand of hair behind Y/N's ear. "Course I will, sweetheart," he said softly, his voice filled with warmth. "I ain't going anywhere. I'll be with you every step of the way, no matter what."
Y/N's eyes brightened slightly, finding solace in Daryl's comforting words. She felt a surge of courage as she looked at the other survivors around her, who were huddled together with determination. Inspired by their resilience, she mustered a small smile. "Okay, Daryl. We'll stick together."
As the storm raged on, Rick and Glenn joined the group, their faces grim but determined. Rick surveyed the makeshift defenses they had put up and nodded approvingly. "We've done what we can to protect ourselves," he announced. "Now, we need to stay calm and stay strong. Hold on to each other, and we'll make it through this together."
The survivors exchanged nods and reassuring glances, finding comfort in their unity. They huddled together, finding strength in one another as the tornado unleashed its fury outside. The wind howled, the house creaked, but their resolve remained unbroken.
Hours passed, and the storm finally subsided. As the survivors cautiously emerged from their shelter, they surveyed the destruction left in the tornado's wake. Y/N clung to Daryl's hand as they stepped outside, seeking solace in his presence. Despite the devastation around them, a glimmer of hope shone in their eyes as they realized they had survived yet another trial.
"Daryl," Y/N whispered, gazing at him with awe. "You kept me safe, just like you promised."
Daryl smiled at her tenderly, his heart swelling with affection. "Always, Y/N. Always."
Before
Y/N sat on the porch of her Alexandria home, a gentle breeze rustling through the trees. As she gazed out into the distance, her mind wandered back when everything seemed uncertain and dangerous.
With a soft smile playing on her lips, Y/N began to sing quietly to herself, the lyrics resonating with her heart. "There's something there, that's almost kind," she sang, her voice carrying on the wind. "Cause he was mean and he was wrong and unrefined."
Her mind traveled back to that fateful day at the prison. Y/N had been wary of Daryl, his rough demeanor and unpredictable nature raising alarms in her mind. Yet, there was passing day.
As Y/N sang, memories flooded her mind like a montage. She remembered the countless missions they embarked on together, the battles they fought side by side, and the moments of vulnerability they shared. Each memory painted a vivid picture of their journey together, from the prison to the sanctuary of Alexandria.
Lost in her thoughts, Y/N didn't notice Daryl approaching from behind, drawn by the sound of her voice. He leaned against the porch railing, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he listened to her sing. "Now he's here and I'm so unsure," Y/N continued, her voice wavering slightly with emotion, "Why I didn't see it there before."
Daryl reached out, placing a hand gently on Y/N's shoulder, causing her to startle slightly before turning to face him. "You got a real pretty voice, y'know?" he said, his voice gruff but filled with warmth.
Y/N blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and affection for the man standing before her. "Thanks, Daryl," she replied, her voice softening. "I was just thinking about when we first met, about how much has changed."
Daryl nodded, the memories of their tumultuous journey flashing through his mind. He could still recall his initial distrust and reluctance to let anyone in, and yet, Y/N had managed to break down his walls and find a place within his heart.
"I reckon we both changed a lot since then," he said, his eyes meeting hers with a deep sense of gratitude. "Ain't no easy road we've been walkin', but I'm glad you're here with me."
Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with love for the man who stood beside her. "I'm glad too, Daryl," she whispered, her words carrying a world of love and acceptance. "You were right there all along, and it took me a while to see it. But now, I couldn't imagine my life without gaze softened, his fingers gently intertwining with hers. "I feel the same way, Y/N," he confessed, his voice filled with sincerity. "We ain't perfect, but together, we're stronger. And that means somethin'."
They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the weight of their shared history hanging in the air. As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the horizon, Y/N rested her head on Daryl's shoulder, feeling a profound sense of peace in his presence.
"I love you, D," she whispered, her voice filled with unwavering certainty.
Daryl turned his head, his eyes locking with hers, and he smiled, a rare genuine smile that made Y/N's heart skip a beat. "I love you too, Y/N," he murmured, his voice holding all the tenderness that words could convey.
And in that moment, as they sat together on that porch, enveloped in the memories of their past and the promise of their future, Y/N knew in her heart that no matter what challenges lay ahead, she had found her home in the arms of Daryl Dixon.
Nightly Chats
Daryl Dixon and his wife, Y/N, found themselves nestled in the comfort of their bed, wrapped in each other's arms. As the soft moonlight poured in through the window, Daryl gently caressed Y/N's rounded baby bump, his rough fingers tracing delicate patterns.
Y/N sighed contentedly, leaning into his touch. "I love moments like these, Daryl. Just us, our little one, and the quiet."
Daryl smiled, his eyes filled with adoration. "Yeah, ain't nothin' better than this, Y/N."
Y/N's fingers played with a loose strand of Daryl's hair as they started discussing baby names. "So, any ideas for names? We've gotta come up with something special for our little boy."
Daryl pondered for a moment, his thumb still caressing Y/N's belly. "How 'bout Glenn? After our friend, Glenn Rhee. He was a good man, and he saved my life more than once."
Y/N's eyes lit up with recognition. "Glenn. I like it. It's a strong name."
Daryl nodded, his voice filled with certainty. "Glenn Abraham Dixon. Sounds right."
Y/N chuckled softly, feeling a twinge of discomfort. "He's killing my back, Daryl. I can't wait to meet him, but he's already making his presence known."
Daryl smirked, leaning in closer. "Stop complainin', Y/N. He can probably hear you in there."
Y/N blushed, realizing the truth in his words. She cleared her throat and tried to sound more composed. "You're right." She looked down and cleared her throat." Please don't have a big head!"
Daryl burst into laughter, his deep chuckles filling the room. "Please, Y/N, don't start teasing the kid before he's even born."
Y/N joined in his laughter, feeling the warmth of their connection. "Alright, alright. I'll be nice. But you know, Daryl, we're gonna be great parents."
Daryl's eyes softened, his love for Y/N shining through. "Yeah, we will be. We'll protect him, teach him, and love him with all we got."
Y/N snuggled closer, resting her head on Daryl's chest. "I can't wait to see you holding him, Daryl. You're gonna be an amazing father."
Daryl kissed the top of Y/N's head, his voice filled with tenderness. "And you, Y/N, you're gonna be the best mom. I promise."
As they lay there, wrapped in each other's embrace, their hearts filled with anticipation and love. The journey ahead would have its challenges, but together, Daryl and Y/N knew they were ready to face them head-on, with laughter, love, and a little bit of teasing along the way.