I was instantly in love with your post about people having animal traits and mates being different breeds of strange couples and I started thinking about strange animal relationships
Could you write a fic about Klaus? He is a wolf (obviously) and predators aren’t very common anymore like they used to be a few hundred years ago. There are other animals that aren’t really around anymore, though there aren’t many “endangered” animals in the world, however a big one is Bunnies.
Klaus scents his mate in Mystic Falls one day in town and he finds out that his mate is a Bunny. He’s shocked to say the least, but excited to finally find his mate regardless of what she is, desperate for her now that he has smelled her for the first time and becoming needier by the second. Klaus quickly finds out that all of the “rumors” about Bunnies-not rumors at all. She was a horny little monster, desperate for his cock and ready to go again every single time Klaus got her off. She’s desperate for her Alpha, demanding to be “filled” over and over, insisting that her Alpha breed her. He expected to hate the clingy behavior but as she wrapped herself around him over and over he realized how much he loves his little Bunny holding onto him and how much he really didn’t want her to let him go.
Hide Those Ears Little Bunny-Klaus M.
If I ever picture Wolf!Klaus with anyone it would be a Bunny. It just fits. I hope you love this fic as much as I loved writing it! It’s not super long but hopefully you all love it!
Wolf!Klaus x Bunny!Y/n
Warning: Smut, Breeding Kink, Desperate Fucking, Dirty Talk, Dominant Klaus
To say he was shocked would be the understatement of the century. Bunnies had died off completely around 50-60 years ago, though Klaus hadn’t seen one in nearly 100 years at least.
Scenting his mate for the first time was surreal. He couldn’t believe it-that she was alive after his 1000 years on this planet or that his mate was a Bunny after all this time.
He didn’t approach her right away, not wanting to scare the poor thing. Instead he chose a safer option and sent her an invitation to his families ball the next evening-though admittedly he hadn’t realized how desperate he would be for her so quickly after scenting her.
His family seemed to notice his pent up frustration as well as the fact that he hadn’t invited Caroline to the ball, instead sending his sweet little mate a lovely red dress that he knew would look amazing on her. He hoped more than anything that she would actually show up and she didn’t let him down.
He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she walked into the mansion, looking around nervously. He could see that she had tucked her ears under her hair-something he’s sure a Bunny mastered early in their life to remain undetected. In the last hundred years since predators had pretty much gone extinct he had mastered hiding his wolf ears as well-and his tail which was a bother sometimes like now when he can feel his ears twitching and his tail trying to move in the back of his pants.
‘Hello love. Care for a drink?’ He asked, handing her a glass of champagne.
‘Oh, thank you. I admit, I was shocked when I saw the invitation, even more when I saw your name on it. I don’t think we’ve ever spoken before.’ She was nervous, he could instantly tell as he saw her eyes looking around as if to find the quickest exit if she needed it.
‘No, we haven’t, but after scenting you in town yesterday I knew I had to invite you. I have a fantastic sense of smell admittedly.’ She nodded and he saw her nostrils flare and her eyes become foggy.
‘I’m sure that’s normal for a Wolf…I-I don’t-‘
‘It’s okay, you’re safe. Alpha is here love…you can relax.’ He promised, pulling her closer by her waist and watching her bury her face into his chest as she took in his scent for the first time. Her eyes had now become completely glassy as she clutched onto his jacket. He had never believed the idea that Bunnies get this desperate but here she was, proving the idea and suddenly meeting her in public felt like a bad idea. ‘Come with me gorgeous, it’s okay…Elijah! I will be retiring early, don’t disturb us for the rest of the night.’
‘Niklaus!’ Elijah snapped as Klaus led his Bunny into the kitchen and towards the back staircase. ‘Mother will not be happy about this. And what about Miss.Forbes? Are you not waiting to see her tonight?’
The distressed whine that his mate suddenly let out had his heart nearly jumping out of his chest. ‘No, No-No. Shh, it’s okay Bunny, I’m all yours, Shh…Are you trying to get me killed? I don’t care how Mother feels, don’t disturb us, if someone does they will get their neck snapped and I don’t care who it is.’
‘Bunny?’ Elijah questioned, looking down at Y/n curiously and suddenly very interested.
‘My Bunny. Go back to the party brother. We will be upstairs, I would say “Come get me if you need me” but instead I’ll just say, “Don’t need me”. Come on Love, it’s okay. I know, just relax.’ He urged as she tried to unbutton his shirt.
‘You smell so good, Alpha!’ She praised as he got her up the stairs and into his bedroom door.
‘I know Bunny, you do too, never smelled anything as good as you. Fuck! You’ve been killing me since the moment I scented you!’
‘Please Alpha? Need you!’ She begged, pulling at the zipper on the dress and letting it fall as her ears seemed to relax, falling to the sides a bit which gave him the chance to feel them and they were exactly as soft as men had been saying for years. The only thing in the world that’s softer than a Bunnies ears is a Bunnies tail and Klaus knew how offensive it was to touch a Bunnies tail without express permission and he was not about to risk offending her now.
‘You have me whenever you need me baby! Alpha will never deny you! Shh, I’m right here!’ He dropped his shirt and unbuckled his belt, tossing her onto the bed before she could grab him again.
Strangely enough he didn’t hate her hands on him like he usually did with women. It didn’t matter the type, he had always hated clingy women but her hands clinging to him felt right, like he’d been waiting for her fingers on his skin his entire life. She was absolutely perfect and for the first time in his life he truly craved a woman, he was going to keep his Bunny beside him for eternity.
‘Really? You want me to stay?’ She asked, clearly surprised.
‘Of course I do, you’re my mate and you cannot understand how long I’ve been looking for you Bunny! I am never letting you get away from me.’ He tried to keep his voice calm, not wanting to scare her with (literally) undying devotion this quickly but he almost instantly realized he didn’t need to as she shoved herself into his chest, wrapping her arms and legs around him before he could lay beside her. The smile that spread across his face at feeling her against him was foreign but it also felt natural with her in his arms. ‘Don’t ever worry about that again, you are mine Y/n, and I am all yours.’ He promised her, reaching behind her and unclipping her bra.
‘All mine? Not Caroline’s-‘
‘No!’ He cut her off, not willing to even entertain the thought of him wanting another woman. ‘1000 years I have been alive Y/n, of course there was going to be women I entertained myself with but not one of them can say that I made them any promises…I promise you, I am all yours Little Bunny. All yours.’ He swore, leaning close and pressing his lips to hers finally. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and he relished in the feel of her breasts pressed to his chest.
‘Please Alpha-Need you? Please?!’ She begged, rutting her hips up against his and whimpering as she felt his cock press against her pussy.
‘Shh, relax Bunny. Your Alpha is here. I will never leave you unsatisfied!’ He assured her, yanking his pants open and shoving them down along with his black boxer briefs, tearing her panties in half.
Her scent was slowly driving him insane, prompting his desperation to taste her however once he pressed his lips to her neck and collarbone she produced a sound that coming from a Bunny must have seemed like a menacing growl but to him was the most precious sound he’d ever heard. She shoved him over onto his back and climbed on top of him, freezing as he wrapped his fingers around her throat.
‘You’re a needy little thing, I can understand that and I am more than happy to satisfy you-however I will not tolerate you thinking that you’re in charge.’ She shook her head as much as she could.
‘Don’t w-wanna be in charge-just need your cock…now!’ She whined desperately, shoving her hips down, his cock pushing into her tight hole all at once causing him to growl, releasing her throat and rolling them back over. Klaus pressed his hand to her pelvis, keeping her from moving.
‘I’m going to tell you right now Bunny, if you ever do that again I will fuck you until I’m satisfied and leave you on the edge for the rest of the night. Do you understand? If I want to eat this pussy then I fucking will!’ She was whining desperately now but she didn’t move aside from the twitching of her hips that she couldn’t control. ‘Good girl. My good little Bunny…don’t worry. Alpha is going to take care of you now, Shh.’ He swore, thrusting his cock back up into her and not stopping this time.
He was overcome by images of himself as a human, desperate for his mate. Klaus had wanted a family that he made, a mate to love him the way he saw other couples love each other, babies all his own that his mate gave him-children that he would love unconditionally unlike his own family. He had thought the chance for that was long gone-thought the dream had died the night his human life had ended but now that dream was back. He was a Hybrid and with a mate as fertile and desperate as his sweet Bunny he knew he had a chance again-and he wasn’t going to waste it.
‘You’re going to cum for me now Bunny. Gonna cum all over my cock, get your belly nice and ready for me. You want to give your Alpha babies, don’t you? Want to be fucked full of Alphas pups?’ Klaus knew she couldn’t say “No”-knew that her desperate little Bunny brain wanted to always have a womb full of her Alphas babies and even still he was rewarded with her sweet whines as she dug her claws into his back, trying to pull him closer.
‘Please?! Please Alpha?! Wanna give you pups! Please?!’ She begged and Klaus felt a tingle shoot up his spine, pulling out of her cunt and flipping her over roughly. He took hold of her hips and lifted her ass up, shoving himself back inside her cunt.
‘Cum for me Princess! Cum all over my cock and I’ll give you what you need!’
‘Yes Alpha! Yes! Please-Mark me! Breed me!’ You never would have convinced Klaus before tonight that he would enjoy having a needy little mate but he was in love with how desperate she was for him.
‘Gonna Mark this little neck up for everybody to see baby! Cum for me!’ He growled, fangs lengthening in his mouth as he felt a tingle shoot up his spine. Black veins under golden eyes were pulsing as he felt her cunt clench on his cock tighter than he’d ever felt before. He held her to him as tightly as he could, cumming as deep inside of his Bunny as he was able-determined to fill her womb on the first try, his fangs sinking into her neck and marking his mate.
He knew he wouldn’t be moving until he was sure his Omega was pregnant and he didn’t care how long it took.
Finally-After 1000 years of waiting, it felt like his wolf took a huge sigh of relief.
@ghayda0 requested via submission: Hi, please ignore if you’re not taking requests. Klaus is out all day. Literally from morning to midnight and when he comes back, Y/N is very pissed at him and giving him the silent treatment. At first Klaus’s amused by her actions, thinking Y/N is just being bratty but when she starts tearing up, maybe mid argument, he sees that’s she’s genuinely hurt. Maybe it was their anniversary or her birthday and he forgot. Can be smutty if you want to be, I mean he has to make it up somehow ;)
Entirety of Eternity
Waiting and waiting for Klaus to return home, Y/n's grasp on reality soon slipped and she fell into a sad, sad slumber. But then Klaus finally comes back, and he doesn't know what he's done wrong -- and Y/n won't tell him. Until she does, shouting at him how the night clearly wasn't anything special to him. And now, all Klaus wants is to show her just how much she, and their relationship, truly mean to him.
Warnings - Smut and some mentions of blood.
Word Count - 3.3k
Masterlist | please reblog the fic if you like it!
Not super proud of the way I wrote this one, but I'm pretty certain that it isn't that bad (please tell me it isn't) And thank you for requesting this -- I hope you enjoy reading it!
Y/n was sat on one end of the dining table, her face resting in her quite sweaty palms as she waited for her ears to finally perk up at the sound of the front door to the mansion opening. But it was beginning to cross the two-hour mark and still, there was no sound.
Every once in a while, the sound of her earrings' tiny bells would chime in her ears as she'd change her position to get more comfortable. At least as comfortable as she could on a wooden chair.
A deep wine-red dress adorned her body, pooling on the ground around her feet as she sat. Delicate jewellery hung from her ears, her wrists and a dainty necklace rested just below her collarbone. Sighing defeatedly, she let her head lay atop her arms on the dining table, looking at the polished plates in front of her and then at the empty seat across from her.
Tonight was nothing special, at least not to Klaus considering the fact that he had yet to return home. But it was to her. After all, this was the day that he had turned into a hybrid himself, and then turned her into one as well – justifying it with the purpose that he just wanted to spend the rest of eternity with her.
This was just the fifth year, and already he was forgetting their anniversary.
Maybe this wasn't so special after all. But when you've got the entirety of eternity on your hands, surely you'd try and celebrate as many occasions as possible to keep things special and ...to keep their value.
The clock rang throughout the empty house, finally hitting one in the morning and he still wasn't standing across from her. And she was getting too close to doubting if he even will tonight.
And even if it wasn't so special to him, shouldn't he have listened to her when she'd so excitedly told him to return home early tonight as she'd have something special waiting for him? Wouldn't matter anymore because all the food that she'd cooked herself had gone cold, and the candles she'd set up had burned down to the wick.
The dust had begun to settle on the exposed crockery, the moon had hidden itself behind the clouds and her heart had begun wilting away inside her chest.
She didn't quite realise when her hold on reality slipped and she fell into a sad slumber, but she woke up to the feel of a hand on her arm and a soft voice coaxing her back to life.
"There you are, my darling," Klaus smiled, already kneeling beside her so he was face to face with her. "Why didn't you go to bed?"
Y/n looked at him with eyes that were screaming how could he have the guts, the audacity to ask her that and so callously pretend that he hadn't just come home past midnight despite her sweet request that went against his act.
But when her shouts fell on deaf ears, she simply turned the other way from where Klaus was sitting and stood up. "The dinner's gone cold... I'd suggest you warm it up before eating, it'd taste better," she told him as she walked up the stairs, her gaze empty but her blood heating up rapidly.
Klaus looked at her as she walked away, amusement filling him up to the brim at her antics. Yes, she'd asked him to return early but it was for no special occasion, and he'd gotten himself in a rather sticky situation, so why was she upset out of the blue?
He was even sure that she his reasoning in someone's red blood covering him from head to toe, beginning to dry up. And he wished that she'd clean him up like every other time, so he decided to eat first. Give her some time to change her clothes and get comfortable for the night before he could go over to her and ask her innocently to help him clean himself off.
So he sat and ate, his eyes closing every once in a while at the feeling of the home cooked meal filling him up with all the love he could digest.
Rinsing off his dishes, Klaus sped up the stairs and into the bedroom he shared with Y/n as her lover, a frown settling itself between his brows when he caught her sitting in front of the vanity, lost in some thought as she glared at a broken lipstick.
"What's wrong, my love?" Klaus asked her, concern lacing his voice as he walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders as he locked his eyes with hers in the mirror.
His frown only deepened further when she didn't reply and began removing her jewellery, looking at him with big eyes trembling with fury. He didn't move, not until she was getting up and moving towards the bed, which had him following her hot on her heels.
"C'mon, it's not the right time to be a brat, sweetheart," Klaus joked, chuckling to himself but stopped when she shot him a look sharp enough to make him flinch.
"Just tell me what's happened!" Klaus insisted, kneeling in front of her and holding her hand, ignoring the fact that she didn't weave her fingers through his' and pick his hand up to press a kiss on his knuckles like she usually did.
"Where were you?" She asked, forcing her voice to be at a bay.
"Well, some newbies truly thought that they could have my head on a sword for them to take home to their master,” he chuckled. “And their plan was quite impressive, dare I say,” shrugging he said, passing her a grin which, expectedly, wasn’t reciprocated.
“I apologise for not coming home earlier,” he sighed. But he knew that she knew that he truly wasn’t, for he didn’t even yet realise the density of this grave mistake he had made. And when she continued with her silence, Klaus finally cracked.
“It’d not as if tonight’s anything special!”
And right then, Y/n heard something crack inside her. Possibly her dead heart.
“I know you wanted me to return early tonight and I’m sorry that I didn’t, I truly am!” He almost whined, trying to show her how unreasonable she was being as he started pacing the room. “But this has happened before and you’ve never been this upset, so just tell me what have I done wrong!”
He felt quite embarrassed once he was done shouting due to her lack of response, and sighed once more before walking towards her.
“It was our anniversary,” she started, quickly glancing at the clock, “yesterday.”
Klaus stopped in midst of his way to her, his heart dropping in his stomach as he finally found himself at a loss of words. His mouth moved, but nothing came out except for some incoherent stutters.
“Forget it. It was nothing special,” she gritted through her teeth, not wanting her anger to get the best of her but she could feel it slipping out of her grasp.
“Darling – I,” Klaus stuttered, looking at the floor, wishing it’d remind him how to speak. “I’m so sorry darling,” Klaus breathed, his gaze turning doe-eyed as the realisation set in.
“No you’re not!” Y/n shouted, getting off the bed to walk towards him. “You are not sorry, Klaus. You clearly don’t care!”
Hot tears were lined up against her lower lashline, making it hard for her to see clearly.
“You were showing that last night meant nothing to you for so long and you even said it! It was no special occasion!” She yelled, her voice shaking as her brain debated whether she was trying to convince herself about that, or him.
And the way she was talking about their anniversary in a way that it truly had passed and that it was the next day, was only breaking his heart worse.
“Darling our anniversary means the world to me,” he desperately said. “I’d just carelessly forgotten about it but please don’t think that it doesn’t mean anything to me,” he whispered, his eyes aching to meet with hers but she just wouldn’t let it happen, looking to the side.
But the moment those words left his mouth, a bitter chuckle escaped her mouth as she finally looked him in the eyes.
“Can you hear yourself Klaus?” She asked him, shaking her head. “If it did mean anything to you, you wouldn’t have forgotten about it!” She told him, fisting her hand to prevent herself from ripping her hair out of her scalp.
“Please let me make it up to you, darling,” Klaus begged, his own tears threatening to spill. “I’d been a bastard to do such a thing but please let me show you how much you mean to me,” his voice went meek as he lowered his head to meet her eyes. “How much this,” Klaus whispered, motioning his hand to point at her and then at himself, “means to me,” he finished, cautiously cupping her face in his rough hands.
And he breathed in relief when she leaned into his touch, a tear rolling down her cheek.
“I cooked us a meal, lit up candles and I only wore this dress so you could take it off,” she admitted, a tinge of pink rising on her cheeks, betraying her sadness. “And you just had to go and mess everything up,” she sighed, closing the distance between them and wrapping her arms around him, clinging to his torso while resting her face in the cervix of his neck, ignoring the dried blood that covered his clothes and exposed skin.
“And I’m so sorry darling,” he mumbled, pressing a kiss to her temple. “I swear I’ll never do something like this again,” he smiled, swaying them side to side.
Y/n detached herself from him then, her hair a bit ruffled due to his touch. “Please don’t,” she chuckled, pressing a quick kiss on his lips before weaving their fingers together and walking towards the bathroom.
“You better not show up some day covered in your own blood,” Y/n warned him as she sat him on the bathroom counter and wetted a towel.
She began wiping the blood off of him with ease, having done this a million and more times by now. And she’d just wiped down his neck when she realised that he had way more blood on him that she’d expected, and some in his hair as well.
“Why don’t you just take a shower? You genuinely have blood everywhere, hell it’s even in your hair,” she laughed and didn’t wait for his answer as she went on to turn on the shower and nodded her head at him, urging him to get in already.
“You’re not joining me, are you?” Klaus asked, teasingly and nervously.
“You wish, don’t you?” She grinned before walking out, her ears picking up on him mumbling how she very well knew that he did.
And Y/n had just been sitting on the bed, waiting for him when he finally walked out of the shower, in a towel that hung dangerously low on his hips. And his drenched curls stuck to his forehead while water shone off of his chiselled chest, a teasing smirk on his mouth as he looked at her while she took him in.
He began walking towards her, a certain glint in his eyes as he watched her shut off the book in her lap and place it on her bedside table. Once he stood beside her, he took her hands in his and began moving so that she’d stand up and walk with him.
Leaning in, he hovered his mouth over hers before tilting his head slightly so that he was whispering in her ear.
“You said you’d only worn this dress so I could take it off… yes?” He asked her, beginning to sway the two of them across the room, listening in to hear her heartbeat picking up while her heavy breath fanned his neck.
Y/n hummed in response, her eyes fluttering close when he began pressing feather light kisses up her neck. She looked at him with intrigue when he stood the both of them in front of the mirror, looking at her with the slightest smirk from behind.
“Gonna still let me take you up on that offer, darling?” he asked, his fingers dancing across her shoulders until she nodded her head, and whispered a small yes.
“Gonna let me show you how much truly special you are to me?” He asked again, clearly teasing her as he fingers travelled to her back. He pressed his mouth against her jaw when she nodded again, eyes still on her in the mirror as he began nipping at her skin, leaving behind the very first hickey.
He undid the chain of the dress, letting it slump off of her torso and expose her naked breasts to him. No bra, he grinned, licking the bruising skin on her jaw as a blush creeped up on the highs of her cheeks.
From behind, his hands slithered across her skin, from her back to now her breasts, flicking the hardened nipples as he littered love bites all over her neck.
He made sure that while he touched her, his eyes remained locked with hers. She knew after so many years with him that he preferred eye contact during such intimate moments, that he preferred to see how much effect he had on her – how he had her at his mercy just by touch.
“Klaus,” she breathed with pleading eyes and let her head fall against his chest as he began to force the rest of her dress to slip off of her figure.
“Darling,” Klaus smiled, turning her around once she’d stepped out of the dress that was merely a pool on the floor now. He picked her up, bridal style and walked over to their bed, laying her on it gently unlike other times when he’d roughly toss her on it. After all, he had some apologising to do tonight.
Moving to hover above her, Klaus resumed his kisses and marks, slipping lower and lower on her body until her fingers were clutching his curls while he bit lightly on the lowest point of her stomach.
“Stop all this teasing now, Klaus,” Y/n asked of him, propping herself up on her elbows to look at him with a rather scolding look as he looked back at her with mischievousness swimming in his eyes.
“Only because I’m truly sorry,” Klaus grinned at her, teasing her for the final time before he pressed his mouth against her aching core, licking up her hole to her clit, spreading her arousal before he could actually begin.
Y/n’s breathing hitched and a moan escaped her mouth when she felt him increase his pace a bit. His fingers dug into the skin on her hips as he kept his hold tight on her, forcing himself as close to her pussy as he could, his nose breathing in her scent and tongue lapping up her wetness.
“Oh Klaus,” she whined when he shifted all his attention on her clit, sucking on it until he began feeling a tremor coursing through her thighs.
He went back to licking up her arousal then, wanting to prolong her orgasm to give her a good one instead. And his own grunts began to vibrate against her core when he began to rub against the bed, causing her arousal begin dripping down his chin.
“You taste fucking amazing, darling,” he told her as he pushed a finger inside her with ease, quickly adding another one at the realisation of just how open and ready he’d got her dawned on him.
Y/n mewled above him, her moans turning into louder groans as he pushed himself against her core again, flicking her clit with his tongue while pumping his fingers inside her at a fast pace. Her eyes fell shut as the knot in her belly began to move lower and lower, a pleasing and burning sensation coursing through her body, causing her to begin shaking.
Her thighs instinctively closed shut around Klaus’ head, her hands pushing against his head to get away from him, making him increase his pace even more.
“Klaus, please!” She cried out to him, begging for release while her back arched off the bed, her eyes flying open when Klaus detached his mouth from her, keeping his fingers at work regardless.
“Look at me,” he breathed, her arousal smeared across his mouth, along with a couple strings connecting his mouth and her core.
And he went right back to messing with her now puffy clit once he had her eyes on him. Noises of his tongue licking her up and down began to fill the room along with the ones coming from him fingering her, and her hips stuttered to move just once more before she was crying out, trying with all her might to get away from his mouth as she grew more and more sensitive as he made her ride out her orgasm.
Klaus finally stopped after a couple more kitten licks then, crawling back up to her to kiss her. And he had just cupped her jaw when she flipped them over, now straddling his naked hips as the towel remained lying near the foot of the bed.
And she began lining his hardened cock against her pussy, slowly sinking down on him until he was fully inside her. She placed her hands on top of his which were situated on her waist and then she began moving up and down, increasing her pace with each jump.
“Only because I’m forgiving you,” she lazily grinned at him, making him chuckle hoarsely.
Klaus’ hands slowly slithered up her torso then, and cupped her breasts as their bouncing in his face was going to make him reach his high embarrassingly fast.
And when he noticed her pace slowing down, he placed his hold back on her waist to hold her in place while he thrusted up into her, fucking her well enough for her to lean forward and hover over him with her eyes clenched shut.
“Fucking hell,” Klaus gritted as her breasts were now back in his face, bouncing so prettily that he couldn’t help but take one of her nipples in his mouth to tease her into another orgasm now.
“Oh I’m gonna cum again,” she moaned close to his ears, and it was enough to make him slip his hand between their connected bodies and rub her clit, all while he felt himself growing closer and closer to tipping over the edge himself.
“Give it to me darling – give it to your husband,” Klaus groaned as he felt her walls clench around him, her orgasm slipping past her entrance and onto the base of his cock, making him spill inside her with a loud moan.
Making a few more deep and hard thrusts, Klaus finally stopped, his head thrown back in pure ecstasy as Y/n laid on top of him, wrapping her arms around his torso.
“I fear you’ll need another shower, Klaus,” Y/n giggled, laughing harder when he sped both of them into the bathroom, and turned on the shower, kissing her with a wide grin on his own mouth.
“Please buy more dresses just for me to take them off, my love,” Klaus told her, his teasing grin turning into dropped jaw when her arse brushed against him, eliciting an even deeper moan from him when she pressed herself further into him and began peppering kisses across his chest, nipping at the skin every once in a while just to hear him hiss.
“For the entirety of eternity, yes?” She grinned, yelling in surprise when he pushed her against the wall and pressed his mouth on hers, mumbling a hoarse ‘yes’ as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
@catmikaelson20 asked: hello, could you make a request for klaus where he is madly in love with the reader and is courting her and everyone makes fun of him because with the others he is an idiot and around him he basically follows her like a puppy and grabs anything to please her🥰🥰
Klaus normally gets what he wants. Women and men normally fall at his feet craving his attention, but Y/N wasn’t like that and he was happy about that. He had made it his mission to make her his. He was going to court her, he didn’t care the lengths he had to go to win her favour, but what he did know was that he was going to win it.
Klaus had decided that it would be Y/N or no one else. So, he decided that he would begin the courting process. He knew that it would take time, but he has all the time in the world.
Klaus decided to start off simple and thought it would be best to be friends. Getting to know one another and spending time together. Y/N loved spending time with Klaus, he was always so open about talking about everything he had seen and experience. Whereas, Stefan just wanted to bury it away like his nature and Damon would always make some wisecrack joke about his past. Y/N found herself spending more time around Klaus and his family and getting to know them. Spending time with them felt undramatic and simple, it didn’t feel like there was another drama around the corner and she was happy about that.
The more time they spent together to more often Klaus would bring her gifts like her favourite flowers and chocolates. But, sometimes it was the simple things like her favourite coffee or a small sketch of her. Without fail it would make her blush and she couldn’t help the smile that would invade her face.
It wasn’t just Y/N that he won over but also her family, his easy charm and manners won them over. They enjoyed watching him with their daughter and how kind and caring he is about her.
When it came to the ball, Klaus got her a stunning dress and requested that she saved him a dance. Y/N wasn’t planning on attending the Ball but she couldn’t refuse him. She loved it and felt like a princess the whole evening even though she had no clue what her friends had planned for the Mikaelson’s. It was Damon and Stefan who had noticed how his focus had gone solely onto Y/N.
Rebekah and Kol were watching as Klaus filled a basket with treats and gifts.
“Nik what are you doing?” Rebekah asked with a raised brow.
“Y/N is ill and I thought that I would make her a hamper with all the things she likes to make her feel better.” Klaus answered as he was putting the finishing touches on it.
“Look at you Niklaus all domesticated.” Kol grinned manically at his brother.
“Shut it Kol.” Klaus glared at his little brother.
“I didn’t know you could do something so selfless.” Rebekah looked at her brother in shock.
“Well, I have my moments.” Klaus huffed picking up the basket and left quickly leaving behind two highly amused siblings.
Rebekah found it funny watching her love sick brother who refused to love anyone follow after her like a puppy. All she can say is that she is glad that it wasn’t someone like Caroline Forbes.
Elijah found it refreshing to see his brother like this he had always said that love is a vampire's greatest weakness and now to see him fawning over someone was amusing.
Finn watched on in shock, but soon found it as amusing as his siblings especially in moments when Y/N wouldn’t give him the time of day.
Kol found it hilarious. Kol’s favourite thing is to flirt aggressively with Y/N and also to take up as much of her time as he can to make Klaus jealous.
Y/N decided that she wanted to go to the Grill for a little while and Klaus found out and decided to join her. Damon, Stefan, Caroline and Elena were also there and they watched as Klaus followed Y/N like a lost puppy.
“Oh look it’s the puppy.” Damon grinned, receiving a fierce glare from Klaus and a low snarl making the group all flinch back at the sound, before Klaus quickly brought his attention back to Y/N and melted under her smile. The group watched in mild awe at how different Klaus was with her compared to others. When Y/N leaves after a call from her parents, Damon makes his way next to him.
“I didn’t know the big bad Hybrid was all soft for some girl.” Damon grinned amused.
“Have care how you talk about Y/N.” Klaus glared at what Damon said.
“Ohhh, what hitting a nerve with the puppy?” Damon grinned amused.
“Just because you two seem doomed to always want each others girl doesn’t mean we all have to fall at her feet.” Klaus snaps at the two who where taken aback by his words.
Stefan likes to tease him about when they were werewolf hunting and he was continuously asking about her.
hi can you make headcanons about dating klaus mikaelson
hi...it's been awhile 😭
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pairing(s): niklaus mikaleson x reader
summary: what is dating klaus like?
triggers: idk man...
(it's been a minute so don't judge me. plus i've never written headcanons before)
bf!klaus will treat you like the king/queen/??? you are because of nothing. he doesn't need a reason to lavish you with gifts and after hand painted by himself. if he doesn't show his love emotionally, then he will by giving you something.
bf!klaus gets jealous pretty easily but not like the "do you want my brother?" type. he'll get jealous of the unknown--the what-ifs. what if there is someone better for you--someone that won't constantly put you in danger. he's afraid of you leaving and having a life with someone else. to him, he is nothing without you. You made him a better person by accepting who he is. you don't forcefully change him--no no... he did that himself. you accepted all of his faults with no hesitation. the least he could do is change. become more lenient but remain powerful. he gets jealous of the unknown, but what about the known? any man with a big enough ego to end world hunger would get at another male specimen remotely interacting with their partner. and klaus is that boyfriend. he doesn't like when someone is touching you, looking at you, or even breathing in your vicinity. you know this and test it every single time.
bf!klaus is the type to hide his feelings and emotions in public. PDA is a big fat no-no for him unless he's expressing his jealousy. If he wanted to he would be up your ass 24/7 in public but he didn't want to be seen as weak. in private though...LAWD this man lives, eats, and, breathes near you constantly. if he's sleepy "love do you wanna take a nap with me?" and he will use you as his personal pillow. even when you're brushing your teeth, he will be behind you holding your waist.
bf!klaus is a D1 yapper. there's just something about him that just doesn't scream reserved to me. he loves to yap your ear off about the craziest topics. like the cliche "if i were a worm, would you still love me?" and then you go on about the garden you built for him and the house, the plants, everything you would do to love him as an itty bitty wormy.
bf!klaus has a nightlight (period point blank)
bf!klaus is a horny teenage boy around you. he's always staring at your ass, tits (if u have em), thighs, etc. he's also a little pervy but you don't mind. he'll sniff ur underwear sometimes and call it a day. with hybrid sense you'd think he didn't need to do that when he can just do it a mile away but no...
bf!klaus is a dominant person. he likes to be in charge of everything. his siblings. new orleans. you. random ass shit. monopoly house rule and how to play go fish. when it comes to the bedroom best believe he is having you bend over backwards for him (literally and figuratively). but there are rare times when he doesn't want it anymore. the control. being the "most feared person" in the world is not easy. fighting back enemies constantly and worrying about who's dying for who and most importantly YOUR SAFETY. so yeah once in a blue moon, he wants to be dominated by you because he trusts you with everything in him.
this is kinda booty butt but...womp womp
anyways i hope you enjoy cuz this is the most random shit that popped into my head.
Niklaus and y/n have been on the run for a while now from his father, they were currently hiding out in the Windy City of Chicago.
“Nik! Where are you? We have a problem!” y/n’s voice echoed throughout the small hotel.
Now there was more than one problem swarming y/n’s mind, one of them being the singular bed that was smugly laying there, the second being her dirty thoughts just thinking about her sharing a bed with him. Thoughts of Nik was not always present during their friendship, it was almost like a switch being flicked on. One second she was laughing at his ridiculous hair, the next she caught herself thinking about how pretty his smile was. Wondering about how his lips were perfectly pouty, his dimples when he smirks, the blush that covers his cheeks and ears, the way his fangs glisten with blood, and her favorite was when they have their late night trolls about the empty roads and the moonlight always seems to reflect off his royal eyes in the most mesmerizing way.
As she was about to day dream about him, her thoughts were quickly disrupted by a familiar weight around her shoulder.
"what's occupying ur mind, darling?" klaus whispered from next her.
Y/n lightly gasped, clutching his button up out of pure instinct, which of course Nick noticed. He cracked a small smile, his eyes quickly glanced out the foggy window appreciating the blanket of darkness draped over the shitty motel. His eyes drifted down to her, now realizing the candles lot around the room.
Y/n shrugged her shoulder before stripping herself of her clothes that she's been constricted in all day, left in just black panties and a big white t-shirt she stole from Nik's wardrobe.
"You know I love the candle light," she chuckled as he never fails to be amazed by her effortless magic. Klaus swiftly removes his clothes and changes into a simple pair of grey sweatpants, that always leaves y/n curious of what is underneath.
"cmon love, let's get to bed. we need all the rest we can get," klaus smirks as he sits up against the headboards.
Her breath hitches at the sight of him, wondering how she became so lucky to spend a lifetime with him, even if it was just as friends. However, while y/n was too busy in her own world, she missed the way klaus admired her golden skin glimmering from the moonlight. Her gorgeous eyes, the one he found himself always sketching, or your beautiful locs he fantasized about pulling.
"nik? do you think we can go to italy next, i miss it," y/n pouted, as she looked out to the misty streets. The cold air that slithered through the cracks of the flooring nipped at her legs, sending a cold shiver up her spine. Then engulfed by warmth, she let out a deep sigh as klaus's large arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her in tight as if shielding her from the unknown danger that plagues them.
"how about we just head to bed, my love?" Klaus urged, now y/n would have agreed on any other circumstances, but her heart raced at the fact that there was only one bed.
He realized finally that she was nervous about sleeping in the same bed. He chuckled, "don't tell me your scared?"
y/n huffed turning her face from him as a blush crept up her cheeks, betraying her. Feeling him tug in her arm gently towards the bed, but she stood her ground. It wasn't until a shriek left her plump lips from him dramatically picking her up and throwing her on the bed. A gasp leaving her lips as she bounced in the bed, sending him a glare through her lashes. But her harsh stare became submissive just as quickly, seeing him crawl on top of her. Her breath was caught in her throat, her heart pounding out of her chest, but she attempted to remain stern as he liked playing games with her. As seeing her get all riled up for him was his favorite way to pass time. Klaus leans in, just barely grazing her ear, "nervous?"
"no.." she let out a breath. As if her body had a mind of its own, her chest arched up toward him eager for another touch from his calloused fingers. Her eyes fluttering closed as his lips left a feather of kisses on her neck.
"nick...w-we can't," she stutters out. Yet still gripping his hips pulling him closer.
"just let go love," he whispered in a low growl before gingerly kissing her.
Lips smashing against each other, hands running up and down one another's bodies, inviting a primal groan from Klaus. Making his way down y/n's body with kisses, hickies, and biting until he reaches right above her panties that we're beyond soaked. He looked up to her seeing the flush on her cheeks making his member twitch.
"please, nik. I need you," y/n moans, bucking her hips up to him. Klaus only responds with a mischievous smile before ripping her panties in half with no hesitation. Licking and slurping her up, leaving y/n a moaning mess. I guess having countless centuries to practice actually paid off.
"cum for me love, give it to me," klaus growled, digging his nails into your thighs to keep you from squirming.
Eager to please, you reach your peak as a pornographic moan leaves your lips, but just as you begin the relax Klaus picks up his pace again. You gasp and try to close your legs as the the pleasure is too much, but his hybrid grip kept your legs wide open for him to feast. You were exceptionally loud despite the thin walls that bordered u and whoever was lucky enough to hear. You reached your second climax, ripping through you, your legs tremble having klaus smiling.
"my my, who knew for such a little thing you could scream like that," klaus teases as he removes both you and him of any and all clothing that separates you both.
you open your eyes trying to calm your nerves, but you see klaus in all his glory, mesmerized by his beauty you drag him into a soft kiss, holding on as long as you can. He gently placed you back down as he lines himself up with your eager hole. Taking a sharp breath, closing your eyes preparing, he grabs your jaw forcing your eyes open to see his ocean like eyes. Lost at sea he pushes in all at once, you both moan at the feeling.
"how are you feeling, little wolf?" klaus mutters as his hand moves to wrap around your petite neck.
You clutch onto his wrist, eyes rolling back, "so fucking good, nik~" you moan.
Klaus begins to drill into your hole leaving screaming for more. You whine at the empty feeling as he flips you over, arched and exposed. but god do you love it.
"patience," he hissed with a harsh slap against your right ass cheek leaving a red handprint. To which you response with only a cry and more wetness pooling.
Klaus pushes back in roughly, chasing both your cliimaxes endlessly. All that could be heard was moans and groans accompanied by the slapping of his pelvis against your plump ass.
"fuckk i-i'm gonna cum nik," you groan into the plush pillows, drooling from the immense pleasure, not one drop of shame emanating from you.
You feel a stinging as klaus's palm grips your hair, lifting you from the bed arching even more into you. His hard member hitting your g-spot continuously sends your spiraling into your third climax of the night. But again that doesn't stop the insatiable hybrid, he continues to pins into mercilessly, your back becomes flush against his as he wraps his veiny hand around throat, constricting the air entering your lungs. You become lightheaded, hearing his grunts grow louder as he ruts up against you. Soon your feel his hot ropes of cum shoot inside you, pushing farther into you, you both breathe heavily.
Klaus pulls out slowly as to not cause any discomfort to your already sore muscles. He lays you down gently, before grabbing a warm wet rag from the bathroom. He cleans you lovingly, smiling softly as you begin to drift to sleep, there being only one bed was the last thing on your mind now
"Goodnight, my little wolf," Klaus whispers before easing into bed with you.
Summary: you’ve had enough of the Mystic Falls gang.
Warning: anxiety, grammar mistakes.
You never wanted this life. You never wanted to be wrapped up in the supernatural world. Your anxiety wasn’t doing well. All you wanted was to graduate and move so far away.
When Klaus came into the picture, it was life and death. It seemed that everyone was dying now. But despite Klaus being the bad guy, you couldn’t help but have feelings for him. This was a broken man, a man who would do anything just to be himself. How could you deny that from a person?
Klaus also held deep feelings for you. He did everything he could to keep you away from the bloodshed. If you were around one of the Salvatores or Elena, he’d stay away for the time being. Your safety was his top priority.
You sat on a bench near a pond in the park late at night thinking about your current life. You hated it, you hated this small town and you hated the people in it, especially the people who brought you into this awful supernatural world. You angrily threw rocks into the lake.
“It’s kinda late to be angrily throwing rocks isn’t it love?” A familiar voice spoke.
You didn’t bother to look up at him, “what do you want Klaus?” You grunted as you threw the last rock into the lake.
He didn’t respond so you looked up at him, he could see the dried tears on your face, he felt sorry for you. His heart felt a tinge of sadness, “may I sit?” He asked.
You nodded carefully moving your sketchbook out of the way, you brought it to keep your mind busy but the amount of anxiety you felt gave you no inspiration, you haven’t had inspiration in months.
“You draw?” He asked trying to come up with a conversation.
“Yeah,” you quietly answered looking down at the book.
“Me too, and paint.” He replied.
“Really?” You asked looking up at him. He could see a little bit of sparkle in your eyes. He nodded and looked back to the lake. He could tell you didn’t want to talk, maybe this was a mistake, he thought, I should leave her alone, But before he could get up, you had nudged him lightly. He looked down at you to see you holding your sketchbook to him.
He carefully took it and looked at you to make sure you were sure. You gave him a nod and he opened it to the first page. It was a simple drawing of a lake, the more he flipped through the more impressed he was. Different drawings of landscapes, portraits, and objects, but he was curious when he saw the last date, July 7th.
“It’s been months.” He said.
“Yeah, it happens when you have crippling anxiety.” You scoffed at yourself. “I never wanted to know this other world existed but annoying needy Elena just had to pull me into it.” You said with clear bitterness.
“Looks like we have some more things in common.” Klaus said.
“I want to move away. I hate this place. I hate everyone in this town and the air I breathe in it.” You said with tears. Klaus wrapped an arm around your shoulders.
“Come to New Orleans with me.” He said.
You laughed at his suggestion while wiping away the tears, “seriously? As great as that sounds, I don’t know you and you don’t know me.” You said.
“It’s either me or needy Elena,” Klaus said with a chuckle trying to make you smile.
You cracked a small smile, “anything to get out of this hell hole.” You said leaning a head on his shoulder.
Warnings/Tags: hurt, angst, violence, blood, fluff, comfort, character death
Loving the same person can be hard. Especially when history seems to have a habit of repeating itself.
Authors note: Heya! Had this idea because of a dream that sadly got disturbed by my alarm going off. I really love this and I hope you will as well!
I seem to have a hang for dramatic stories I think.
There will be a part two, split into two chapters (one with Elijah, one with Niklaus)!
Word count: 3.612
"Nik!" his name fell off your lips in a happy squeal, throwing yourself at the oh so dangerous hybrid.
He caught you with ease, holding you flush against his body. "Hello, love." he greeted you in return, his lips curling into a smile. "How are you?"
You separated, looking up at him. "I'm doing great! How are you?" you gave back, smiling. He chuckled at your obviously good mood, leading you to one of the windows of his gallery. "I'm good as well, thank you love."
Your breath hitched in your throat, as you saw the gorgeous view the window provided you. It was one where you could step a little outside, but not really being outside. Almost like a small winter garden.
"See, I promised you a breathtaking view." the hybrid spoke behind you, smiling at the way your eyes lit up and goosebumps covered your skin.
He knew you loved photography, always searching for opportunities to bring out your camera or phone.
The view infront of you instantly made you want to snap some pictures.
The night sky was perfectly in view, along with some of the city's skyline, paired with the enormous chapel located at the far west.
It truly was breathtaking.
"Let me dim the lights and open the window so you can take some pictures." Niklaus offered, before opening the big window infront of you and dimming the lights.
The cool air floating in helped to calm you down a little.
It was the first time that you were at his gallery, as he refused to show you unless it was perfect. Now that you finally could see it, you saw what he meant by 'perfect'.
It truly was.
Almost every one of his paintings was displayed in the big room you currently where at, some of them in the attached rooms that where to your left and right.
It was magical.
You were happy that he was able to fulfill his wish of having his own gallery, a place where he could show his art and inspire others.
When he first told you about it, you were a little hesitant. Considering the past and the words said about him (though you didn't believe them), you weren't sure if he really wanted this.
But now, you knew it was the right thing for him to do. Something to get noticed by in a good way, something people would speak of with kind and gentle words, not the gruesome ones they tried to scare you with.
You fished for your phone in your pocket, not having brought your camera with you.
Looking for the perfect angles you took some pictures and then a few more.
Niklaus watched you with a fond smile on his face, happy to spend some time with you alone.
He was entranced by your appearance, the way your hair flowed down your back like silk, and the glow in your eyes when you looked at the different pictures you took.
He knew he loved you, even though he never would have dared to say it out loud.
Your gentle and kind spirit, which contrasted to his in such a way it took his breath. The way you never got scared because of him and his past, which you well knew thanks to a lot of people.
You had refused to believe what they told you, wanting to get to know him despite everything they said about him being the big bad wolf, the original hybrid.
You were amazed by him.
The way he changed after his daughter was born, the way he cared about the people he loved, showing it in his own ways.
He would have done everything for you, you just had to ask. Seeing you so happy filled him with pride and joy.
But the steps approaching that only he could hear, made him sigh to himself. His time with you alone was up.
You turned around to him, just at the moment where his brother entered the room through the door located behind Niklaus.
"Elijah!" you breathed out, smiling at the older Mikaelson brother with adoration in your eyes.
Niklaus' heart broke for the millionth time, as he knew he would have never stood a chance against his noble brother.
You walked over to Elijah, engulfing him in a hug. He hugged you back, holding you close to him with a smile on his face.
He could hear your human heart race, could feel the happiness that radiated off of you.
"Hello, brother." Niklaus spoke up, causing you two to separate. Elijah greeted him with a curt nod, stepping forward with his hand on the small of your back.
You were oblivious to their silent argument about you, Elijah's gritted teeth the only indicator. But you brushed it off, wanting to show them the pictures you had taken.
"Come on, let me show you the pictures I took." you spoke, smiling at both brothers, before walking over to one of the lounges Niklaus had sat up.
The cushions made the slightest bit of sound as you sunk down on them, Niklaus and Elijah following you short.
They huddled closer to you, each one trying to be closer than the other. You flipped your phone so they could both see, before starting to slowly swipe through the various photographs you had taken.
"These are stunning, darling." Elijah complimented you, making you blush.
"They really are, love." Niklaus agreed with his brothers words. You felt the warmth spread through you at their words, making your heart pick up its pace.
You couldn't deny your love for them, which seemed almost equal. But your heart had trouble deciding, and it slowly killed you inside. You were scared to lose them if you dared to say a word about your feelings, especially when knowing about their past with Tatia.
So you kept it to yourself, hoping not to break because of it.
"She's going to die because of them" "What makes you so sure of that?" "It's history repeating itself. The love of them will ultimately destroy her."
You smoothed out the dress you had picked out the night before, trying to calm yourself down.
It was the night of Niklaus' gallery opening to the public for the first time, the room being crowded with lots of people you didn't know.
You hadn't seen Niklaus nor Elijah yet, leaving you almost alone in the middle of strangers. The only face you knew being your best friend's, but she was already occupied with some wealthy looking man.
"Lost?" the sudden voice behind you had you jumping, your heart doubling its pace with your hand above it.
"Elijah!" you scolded the man now stood beside you, who simply chuckled in return. "You seemed lost amongst these people." he explained, smiling. He knew you hated crowds, them always making you feel uneasy.
You decided to let your anger about him scaring you slide, instead of giving into it.
"I was, thank you very much." you replied, a smile slowly forming on your face as well. "But now you're here so I won't have to watch Marissa cling to this stranger or these poor souls trying to look smart, anymore."
He chuckled again at your words, grabbing two champagne flutes from a waiter passing by. He offered one to you, which you gladly took. "To Niklaus and his gallery." you toasted, clinking your glass with his, before taking a sip of the sweet beverage.
Elijah looked you over for a moment, before opening his mouth to speak. "Y/N, you-"
"You look stunning, love." Niklaus' voice traveled towards you, as he walked over to you, interrupting his brother.
Elijah's fist clenched, but he kept quiet.
You blushed, feeling your insecurity fade a little at his grin. "Thank you." you smiled back at him, subconsciously smoothing over your dress. "I thought I should wear something fit for the occasion."
"It fits perfectly." Niklaus assured you, offering you his hand. "Care for a little tour?" he wanted to know, his eyes gleaming.
"Sure-" you wanted to give back, but Elijah interrupted you. "Actually-" he spoke up, glaring at his brother in the most subtle way possible. "I was about to show Y/N where you hung her photographs."
Your eyes widened at the same time Niklaus' narrowed. You knew that he thought about showing some of your photographs, but never assumed he really would.
Before Niklaus had the chance to reply, Elijah grabbed your hand and led you to one of the attached rooms where Niklaus displayed his art - and apparently yours, too.
"I-" you stuttered, trying to find the right words. "I never thought he would actually show them." "They are beautiful." Elijah gave back, smiling down at you. "They deserve to be seen. They should be seen."
Your cheeks warmed as you looked away from him. You still couldn't believe seeing your own work at a gallery, let alone Niklaus'.
But he gave your hand a soft squeeze, making your eyes find their way back to his. "I really mean it, Y/N." he said. "They are beautiful. And so are you."
Now, you really blushed, your heart skipping a beat.
They would be the death of you.
"Look at her. She doesn't even know that she has them both wrapped around her finger." "What will happen if she finds out? If she discovers that they would fight the other to death if it meant being with her?" "Let's just hope she will do so and then pit brother against brother."
"Do you think she will be more like her mother?"
The question caught you off-guard, making you halt in your movement, the ice cream in your hands no longer important.
"Why would you ask that, Nik?" you wanted to know, frowning at the hybrid.
He hesitated, his mouth agape, before he looked down at his ice cone, licking his bottom lip. "I don't want her to be like me." he quietly admitted, worry etched in his features.
"Why would you say that?" you asked in disbelieve, not understanding how he could think this bad about himself. "You're a great person, why shouldn't she become like you? Or a mix of you and Hayley, for that matter."
He looked back up at your words, hope shining in his eyes like the stars above you.
"Do you really think so?" he wanted to know, sounding more vulnerable than he would have ever admitted to be.
He couldn't stop but hope you really meant what you had said.
"Of course I do." you gave back, smiling up at him. "Why would I not? You're kind, charming, funny and smart. Why shouldn't she become like that, too?"
He made a sound of relief, a smile forming on his face. His heart skipped a beat, something he hadn't experienced in a long time, before you came into his life.
You were like a ray of sunshine after the rain, bringing the rainbow and all its beautiful colors with you wherever you went. Seeing you smile would make his day, hearing you laugh his entire week.
You truly had him wrapped around your finger.
He swallowed, as he thought back to the first opening of his gallery.
He had noticed two women near you and his brother, seemingly talking to themselves. But he hadn't missed what they had said.
He wasn't sure if he should pay much attention to their words, or if they meant entirely different things.
Either way he had kept it to himself.
He embraced you as best as he could, trying to show you his gratitude for your kind words.
He wouldn't admit it, but hearing you say such things about him made him happy, made him value you even more.
Your hands wrapped around him as best as you could, still holding tight onto your ice cream. You would have rather died, before letting it hit the ground.
You loved your ice cream walks with Niklaus, walking through town after the sun had set, buying ice cream and talking about everything you came up with.
It made you happy beyond words.
But your walks with Elijah were beautiful as well.
He would take you to new places, showing you buildings and explaining the history behind them.
Talking about what he had witnessed in person and what happened where. How each building was important in his own way, and showing you the beautiful landscapes.
You would occasionally make picnics, bringing your favorite snacks and drinks along with you, spending the day talking and laughing.
You truly had them wrapped around your fingers.
"They would never turn her, even if it meant her growing old and eventually dying." "Maybe. But her time is running out. She won't even get any gray hair, so don't worry about her growing old."
"Elijah!" Rebekah came rushing inside, frantically searching for her brother. "Elijah!"
"What is it with you?" Niklaus wanted to know as equally as loud, as he rounded the corner, not understanding why his sister had to shout at this time of night. Not that he would have been asleep, anyways.
"It's Y/N!" his sister explained, worry written all across her features, carrying the girl he loved in her hands. "I don't know what happened! She suddenly spat blood, before she fainted."
Niklaus' heart began to pound violently, his head spinning, as he stopped dead in his tracks. Mouth agape he wasn't able to move at first, when suddenly Elijah sped into the hall. They seemed to move in sync, as they both approached their sister with you limp in her arms.
"Bring her into my room!" Elijah acted quickly, not missing the sound of protest his brother made at his words, though; barely being able to hold it back.
But Niklaus knew that it would have been pointless to argument, especially when he didn't know if you would survive, only wasting precious time. So he swallowed his pride and followed his siblings.
Rebekah lay you down on Elijah's bed, checking your temperature. "She's burning up!" she explained, looking at her brothers for any indication of help.
Niklaus' teeth grit, as he seemed to grasp what led to you being in this condition.
"What is it, brother?" Elijah wanted to know, having noticed his brother's change in demeanor.
Niklaus hesitated, but eventually spoke up.
"At the gallery, when you and Y/N looked at her photographs..." he bit his lip, needing a moment to gather the right words. "There were two women, I initially thought they were visitors. But they talked about Y/N having us both wrapped around her finger. About her eventually pitting us against each other. I didn't think much of it but I think they are responsible for this."
He wasn't the one to back down that easily, but he knew he should have told Elijah earlier, who's expression showed exactly that.
"And you didn't deem this important?" he almost shouted, not able to believe that he didn't tell him. "Now Y/N's life is at stake, and you tell me this just now?!"
Niklaus was ashamed.
Not because his brother was angry with him, but because he had failed you. He had known about a threat, still deciding to ignore it, putting you in danger because he didn't want his brother to become overprotective of you.
He should have known better.
How would you ever forgive him, if you even made it out alive?
Elijah paced, as he heard your heartbeat growing weaker. He stopped, putting his hands in his hair, tugging at the strands in frustration.
"We have to-" he began, but Niklaus cut him off. "No!" he shouted through the tears blurring his vision. "Don't even think about it!"
Elijah's eyes widened in disbelieve. He couldn't understand how his brother would willingly let you die.
"Are you seriously just going to let her die?" he shouted. "Just because you wouldn't stand her eventually choosing me instead of you?"
Niklaus shook his head. "No, brother. Because she would be sired to you. She loves you, and if you turn her, she could-" "Could, Niklaus!" Elijah cut him off, anger making his voice shake. "I refuse to let her die just because you're scared of losing her!"
Even though his words made Elijah's heart flutter, he knew that you loved his brother as well. He had seen it in your eyes - the way you would look at Niklaus as if he meant the world to you.
How could he possibly compare to that?
It was impulsive and maybe even selfish, but before either one could react, Elijah had bitten into his wrist and pressed it to your mouth, making you swallow the crimson liquid.
"No!" Niklaus shouted, making a move for his brother, but Rebekah held him back as best as she could.
It took him a second, but eventually he broke free from her, rushing at Elijah. They collided, landing on the ground in a heap.
"How could you?!" Niklaus wanted to know, punching his brother in the face, anger making his eyes glow. "She would have died!" Elijah tried to make him come to his senses, gaining the upper hand for a moment, trying to hold his brother down. "How could I not?"
A tear slipped from Niklaus' eye, as he suddenly gave up every fight, slumping on his back.
He didn't want you to end up like them, doomed to live forever, not able to have any children of your own.
A wish you deeply harbored.
But now, your heartbeat had stopped.
You were dead.
And if it weren't for Elijah you might have had a better afterlife than what was about to come.
Hunger.
Heightened emotions.
The possibility of you being sired to Elijah.
It was like a nightmare come true for Niklaus.
He understood why his brother felt the need to save you, but he still hated him for it.
He hated him for robbing you of all chances to live a normal life.
To make you like them.
Turning you into a monster.
Elijah swallowed as he registered your missing heartbeat.
He let go of his brother, sitting back on the ground. His hair hung in his face, but he couldn't care less.
The weight of his decision suddenly hit him like a bullet, stealing his breath.
He had taken everything from you.
Not even giving you the chance to pick.
And now you would pay the price for his selfishness.
It was silent for a while, neither of the siblings daring to utter a word.
But the sudden gasp you let out as you shot into a sitting position broke the silence, making three pairs of eyes turn to you.
🦆: One of my first posts, please let me know if you spot any mistakes or if the links don't work
Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x reader
Warnings: none
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Gentle Mornings With Niklaus
☆ Niklaus never really sleeps for long periods of time (poor boy is always paranoid about what his "enemies" could be planning)
☆ But he doesn't mind spending the very early mornings watching and listening to your rhythmic breathing it's one of his favourite pastimes
☆ it reminds him that you are still here...with him
☆ it still baffles him that someone he sees as pure and perfect is actually with him
☆ and there he will lay tenderly holding you, hoping that you can still feel his warmth in your dreams (like he feels yours in his)
☆ when he feels you begin to stir, he turns to you and softly caresses your cheek and watches your eyes open
☆ with a hushed "good morning love" he'll kiss your head and tuck strands of hair behind your ear
☆ that first smile from you is the highlight of his mornings
☆ on nights when he is feeling particularly restless, he will slowly untangle himself from you gently so as not to wake you in search of something to distract his busy mind
☆ Painting is often what he finds himself drawn to, and what better to paint than his favourite muse
☆ most of the time, he'll carefully, without noise, bring the canvas into your shared room ready to paint your relaxed form in the gentle glow from the moon
☆ hours go by like this with very little noise other than your gentle breaths and brush on canvas
☆ another priceless art piece for his ever growing collection
