𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙻𝚊𝚒𝚍
original!vamp!rafe x witchy!reader
Summary: You cast a spell on Rafe Mikaelson for a lifetime full of happiness and a forever of never getting laid. And for a vampire, “forever” is a long, long time. ⚠️warnings⚠️: 18+, blood, witchcraft, "whore" and "bitch" used by rafe and reader, dubcon (fem receiving), manipulation, misogynistic behavior, inaccurate usage of agoraphobia, dom!rafe for like 3 secs, rafe’s an icky loser
You weren’t surprised. You shouldn’t be surprised. Yet another girl was sobbing in the bar bathroom about how Original vampire, Rafe Mikaelson, had just broken her heart.
“I just don’t understand! He told me he would love me for an eternity!” the Kook vampire sobbed in between each word. Her friends rub her back for comfort, also knowing how it feels to be fucked over by Rafe.
As you touched up your lip combo, you sighed at the sight you were seeing. Giving her a small smile before exiting the bathroom, you whispered a small incantation under your breath for her to stop crying. "Third one this week" you mumbled to yourself. You've known Rafe your entire life. Your family and The Mikaelson's have worked together for centuries to protect each other from sworn enemies. But the only enemy you had to watch out for was the eldest Mikaelson son. "Witch bitch!" and "Vamp whore!" were the first words you two exchanged with each other. Both of your families have tried to get you two to get along, but Rafe views you as the "help" while you see him as a spoiled asshole. There were times where he would harrass you day and night to cast spells for him, some that were outright ridiculous.
3am in coming call from "Vamp Whore"
"What do you want?" you spat into your phone.
"Y/N! Hey, I need a spell" Rafe drunkly says, slurring each word. You rolled your eyes so far, it almost got stuck in the back of your head.
"Of course you do, Rafe. What is it this time?" A sarcastic sweet tone comes out of you.
"I- how- um..I need..." he then laughs, knowing that he interrupted your sleep and was wasting your time.
"Fuck you, I'm hanging up" as you were about to press the end call button, Rafe quickly blurts out, "How do I get a bigger dick?"
A roar of laughter escapes from the other line, proving to you that it was just a prank call. Silence fell over you, making Rafe call your name over and over to see if you were still there. A second more had passed until you decided what to do.
"I think I got something in mind."
The following night he was getting ready for his weekly hook up when his dick started to feel larger. A cocky grin starts to form as he starts to pump his cock, making him excited to fuck that night. Until his dick just kept growing and growing. "Woah, fuck that's a little too big now" Rafe says, panicking as he attempts to slow down the growth. He watches himself grow extremely massive, his pants ripping apart by how huge he's gotten. After a couple of minutes, his cock was as big as the yacht that his father named after him.
"Fuck! That fucking witch!"
You knew how charming he gets in order to win these girls over. And you didn’t blame them. Who didn’t want to be exclusive with an heir of an Original vampire? However, you were sick of how often this was occurring to every supernatural girl you’ve crossed paths with. It makes you want to explode at how he never gets consequences. How no girl ever breaks his heart for once. "He should be disciplined" you thought. You were just surprised he hasn’t met a mortal yet.
“Your brother is sick” you said, walking towards Sarah. She turns around with two drinks in her hands, one bloody mary for her and a lavender martini for you. A headache already forming at the mere mention of her older brother. She takes a sip of her drink before speaking.
“Tell me something I don’t know. I heard the girl crying all the way from here! Vamp hearing would be the death of me.”
You shoot her a look at her choice of words. Both of you start to laugh synchronously, the drinks hitting faster than usual.
“I would hate to have that ability. How many times a day do you hear girls screaming his name in his bedroom?” you curiously asked. Sarah shivers, “Ew. More than enough. I had to buy special earplugs because it was truly traumatizing me. Don’t forget how the entire house feels like an earthquake from all the shaking.” You groan in disgust.
You were done with dating, especially in this generation. The last boy you've dated cheated on you with a mortal girl, who also wasn't too fond of you. While acting on enrage emotions and heartbreak, you “accidentally” turned both of them into squirrels. Not your best work, but it did it’s job. Now, you’d rather focus on your craft than dealing with unloyal, immature boys.
A bell suddenly chimed, heads turn at the direction of who walked through the door.
“Speaking of the devil” you said, rolling your eyes as you swallowed your martini in one gulp. Walking in like he owns the place, Rafe Mikaelson manages to silence everyone with his presence. He carries himself with so much confidence and power, knowing his family name can get him whatever he wants. Not to mention, how Rafe always looks perfect. He could go to hell and back, but his face looks like it was touched by an angel. A black leather jacket draped over his broad shoulders, and a pair with black jeans. Something so simple, but never fails to looks good, no matter what. His color palette consisted of black clothing, and only that. You don't think there was ever a time where you saw him wear any other color. Before he removed his sunglasses, you could already sense his eyes on you.
“Sister!” Rafe chirps. “How are you?” He approaches you and Sarah at the bar tables, his minion of a friend, Topper, trailing behind him. Sarah immediately groans. Avoiding all eye contact with Topper as she continues to ignore each and every one of his love letters, asking her to come back to him.
“Terrible now that you’re here. Cmon, y/n” Sarah gets up from the stool while grabbing your wrist to take you with her. But another hand pulls you right back, causing you to hit a hard chest.
“Hey, we missed you at the orgy yesterday. I had to cancel cause of you” Rafe says, his eyes focuses on your lips then down to your body.
A scowl paints your face before you changed your tone. "Aw! Were you having erectile dysfunction again?" A quiet chuckle escapes Topper, which had Rafe look at him like that was his last moment on earth.
"God, you need to lighten up. Clearly someone hasn't been getting some" He snaps his fingers at the bartender, signaling him to have his drink made.
You shoot him a glare at his comment. "And clearly you've been getting enough! I've heard the way you treat those girls."
Rafe stops for a second, his tongue poking out of his cheek. "What? You're jealous?" a smirks plays on his face before he focused on how your tits looked in your dress.
You scoffed, pushing him away from you. "Just because you're an Original doesn't mean you could get away with everything. It's pathetic how you don't realize that" your words were coated with utter disgust, making you sound like you were about to be sick.
Rafe breathes hard, clearly affected of how you’re talking to him. He grabs his drink from behind you, his hips touching yours while he backs you onto the bar top. What felt like forever of you two staring each other down, Sarah pulls you out of his trap, signaling for you two to just leave. You flip him off before you followed her out the door.
“Sarah! Tell your witch bitch of a friend that she needs some dick!” Rafe calls out. You look back once more when a beer bottle next to him suddenly erupted. Causing a gasp from the bar crowd, and a burst of laughter from Rafe.
You and Sarah were done for the night. Anger courses throughout your body while you two walked to her car, having the nice autumn breeze cooling you down slightly. Sarah notices how tense you are and stops you from walking any further. She grabs your hand, and gives you her most comforting smile that you know always works on you. A small frown displays on your face when you lean yourself onto her. No words were exchanged while you two stood there in silence. You then start to giggle when you remembered a memory.
“I thought you compelled Topper to Jupiter?”
"I did!"
Laughter rumbles out of the both of you, your fury was now replaced with the sweet sounds of Sarah Mikaelson's laugh.
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Sarah dropped you off at your place. She offered you to sleepover at her house, but you knew that Rafe would be there tonight. As you were gathering your stuff to leave, she looked at you with concern.
“Hey, don’t listen to what Rafe said. He’s just being an asshole per usual.”
You shrugged, knowing that he’s been like that for years.
“It's not that. I just don’t like it how he thinks he can get away with all of this. Treating women terribly, it’s fucked up” You crossed your arms. “You would think if he has a sister, he would treat women with a little bit more respect!” you exclaimed.
Sarah looks down, embarrassed by Rafe’s action. “Trust me when I’ve tried giving him those lectures. He’s not going to change, y/n. He gets it from our father, unfortunately…”
And in that very moment, the best idea that you’ve ever thought of came to mind. You didn't know why you hadn't thought of this sooner.
Shooting up from the car seat, you give Sarah a quick goodbye kiss on the cheek and ran inside of your house.
Sarah freezes at your sudden outburst of excitement. She watches you go inside your house before driving away.
“Craziest witch I know” she says, driving off into the night once your front door was closed shut.
Opening your bedroom door, your presence had automatically turned on the purple lights by your nightstand, the candles by your beauty alter, and the incense smoke by your window. Your energy for tonight has never felt better.
Grabbing your grandmother’s grimoire from your top bookshelf, you flipped through the pages. You passed by some spells about love and obsession, which you had definitely considered doing. Making Rafe fall in love with you so you could be the first one to break his heart like what he has done to the others. Though you decided against it. You were well aware of the consequences of casting a love spell. Plus, the thought of Rafe never leaving you alone sounded like a nightmare. Once you've turned to the very last page of the grimoire, you sighed to see that this book had nothing that you were looking for. Feeling discouraged, you put back the spell book to the same place it was before, until a piece of lose paper fell out from one of the pages. You picked it up, a confused look on your face wondering how you didn’t see it before. Unfolding the wrinkled paper, you read the bold title on the very top.
“A Forever of Never Getting Laid”
It was a spell for agoraphobia. "Perfect!" you squealed.
You set up all your materials that was needed for the spell.
“Boy, I know where you live”, you uttered, shaking your head at the polaroid photo of Rafe. Getting into a comfortable position on your bedroom floor, you recited:
“Rafe Mikaelson, I just hope you get agoraphobia some day
And all your days are sunny
From your windowpane
Wish you a lifetime full of happiness
And a forever of never getting laid”
The second you said those last final words, all your candles went out like a light.
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A week went by since you casted your spell on Rafe, and you haven't seen him since. But you still hung out with Sarah like usual, she would mention something stupid that Rafe did, and then you two would change subjects. Only this time she mentioned that Rafe, “has been staying in his room all day, not joining us for dinner.”
You went quiet for a spilt second, trying to think of something to say without sounding suspicious. “That’s odd. Maybe he just ate before all you guys” You said causally.
“Yeah, maybe" Sarah shrugged. She changes the subject, like you know she would, and mentions how you’re invited to a Mikaelson dinner tonight. You've had dinner with the family countless times, and the night always ended with Klaus and Rebekah Mikaelson arguing at the dinner table. Daggers and the vampire cure was usually the hot topic. It wasn't something you were particularly excited about, but the Mikaelsons do know how to host a good dinner party.
You smiled at the blonde vampire. "Sure, I'll be there."
The Mikaelson's usually go all out for their dinner parties, but since half of the family were out of town, it was just Klaus and Rebekah joining you and Sarah at the dining room. The compelled human servants placed the plates of food infront of you. The delicious spices filled the room, already making your mouth water.
“Oh thank god, I’m starving” Rebekah says. She was about to put the forkful of steak into her mouth, until Klaus says, “Rebekah dear, can you please call your nephew for dinner?"
Rebekah places the fork back onto her plate. "He’s your son” she says sharply, clearly annoyed.
“Well, I know that" Klaus sarcastically waves his fork and knife around in the air. Rebekah briefly mentions how Rafe has vampire hearing so he should be able to hear them call him for dinner already. However, Klaus then completely goes off topic, bringing up all of Rebekah's past traumas and ex-boyfriends. They go back and forth, arguing like little kids every time you join them for dinner. You turn to look at Sarah, but she already has earplugs in. She peacefully chews on her food, while you have to endure this commotion. Sarah knows she will hear an earful from you for not giving you any.
“It’s okay! I’ll do it” you chime in, already standing up from your chair. Klaus and Rebekah stop their bickering to look at you.
“Thank you, love.” Klaus says warmly. Rebekah scowl turns into a pleasant smile when she looks up at you. She closes her eyes to calm herself, picking up her wine glass instead of the fork full of food.
It took you longer than you expected to find Rafe’s room. Even though you pretty much lived at the Mikaelson's house, his bedroom was on the opposite side of the house from Sarah’s. A part of the house that you stayed cleared from. You took a deep breath, raising your hand to make contact with the wooden door.
“Rafe! Dinners ready” you said, but there was no answer.
You about to knock again, until you suddenly stopped yourself. A natural light was shining from under his door. Your brows furrow in confusion. It’s nighttime already, why is there sun light coming from Rafe’s room? You then twist his door knob, carefully peaking inside to see what’s going on.
“Rafe…?” You call out, hesitant to come in.
What you saw before you was nothing like what you expected.
Sunlight was coming out from his windowpane, lighting up the room so brightly that required you to wear sunglasses. You raise your hand up to cover your eyes from the brightness.
“Rafe! What’s going on?”
You looked around the room for him, the sun flashing into your eyes making it difficult to see. But as you adjusted, you saw how much of a mess his room was. Paintings were off the walls, scratch marks were everywhere, a bedside table was cut brokenly in half. Thoughts started to spiral in your head. Was there an intruder? You were about to call out for his family, but you paused, finally spotted what you were looking for. Rafe Mikaelson was in the corner of his room, looking absolutely terrified that you walked in.
You made your way towards him, but he stands up, blocking the distance between you and him with a chair.
“Y/N...” Rafe’s voice started to tremble.
Getting a better look of his face, you noticed purple and black veins starting to form. His eyes turned fully black for a split second, staring right back at you. Noticing how soft and angelic you looked in the light. He then takes a deep breath to control himself. The veins disappeared one by one while his eye color went back to his memorizing blue ones. Rafe had smelled your blood, and he’s hungry.
“What…the hell?” You say slowly.
“Y/N, I’m a fucking mess. Yo-you need to help me. I haven't left my room in a week, so I couldn’t feed on any mortals. A-and look how ridiculous this shit is” He points at the sunlight. “It’s fucking nighttime and the sun won’t leave my windowpane." Rafe then lowers his voice, like he was embarrassed to admit something else. "And worst of all…” he gulps, “It’s been forever since I’ve fucked someone.”
Oh shit. Your spell successfully worked.
A loud burst of laughter erupted out of you, something you couldn’t hold back even if you wanted to. Holding your stomach from all the giggles, Rafe shoots you a death glare, one that could literally bring you to the grave.
“Oh, how did that happen?” You wondered, faking cluelessness.
Rafe quickly picked up why you’re laughing.
“You had something to do with this, didn’t you?” Rafe hissed when the realization came to him.
“Well, it’s not like you didn’t deserve it” You said, grabbing a chair that was flipped upside down to sit on.
“What- you’re fucking insane! Reverse this bullshit!” his voice echoes throughtout the room, leaving you unphased at the volume. You placed your hands ontop of your lap. “No. Someone had to teach you a lesson.”
Rafe couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Though the cursing itself wasn’t that big of a surprise to him, he knows you’ve done magic on him before. It was the thought of you cockblocking him.
“No, no. This isn’t about you teaching me a lesson. You’re jealous” He spits out. He comes out of his hiding spot to come closer to you.
Scoffing at his audacity to accuse you of being jealous twice, you stood up from your chair. Now being face to face with him.
“Why do you keep saying that I'm jealous? Jealous of what? Your vampire whoreness?" You roll your eyes. "Rafe, give me a break.”
The veins on his face started rippling again. Rafe holds in every urge from draining all your blood, and it’s getting more difficult from how you’re pissing him off.
“Mhm, yeah exactly. I bet you think about that all night long too" He says breathlessly, forming a fist at each other side of his body to restrain himself.
“If you think I get off at that, you’re wrong" you cross your arms over your chest.
“Oh cmon, y/n. Now’s not the time to lie to me” His bare chest presses against you now, backing you into a wall so you have no chance to escape.
“You lie in bed after a long day. Wearing nothing, but those lilac lace panties that I know you love to wear. Cupping your tits as you think about all our arguments” He lick his lips as he continues. “What comebacks you should’ve said to me, how you yell my name in anger, and the way you roll your eyes as if I won’t make you do that out of pleasure.” You part your lips, annoyed at how Rafe’s seduction is working on you. “Rage fills your body when you hear me fuck other girls that aren’t you. How you want to be in their position. Under me as my dick pumps in and out of you.”
“Rafe stop” you demanded from him. But that only motivated him to keep going.
“But following that rage is a deep desire of arousal. How my fingertips would dance from your neck, to your tits, and all the way down to your drenching cunt” You’re breathing hard now, knowing that you can’t escape yourself out of this one.
“I hope you never get laid ever again” You intensely stare at him, saying between gritted teeth. Your soaked lips were begging to be touched, and he knows it.
“Careful, your possessiveness is showing” His words crawl into your ear as seduction coats his lips. Rafe snakes his hand up to your neck, making your head tilt as he eyes the perfect vein on your neck. One thing you always need to consider is that magic could backfire at any given moment. This was the moment. Rafe starts off by peppering kisses all over your neck, his soft lips specifically kisses on the vein that he’s been fantasizing of biting. From kissing to sucking, he leaves red and purple bruises on those same placements. You quietly moan, trying to stop yourself from being loud.
Rafe couldn’t handle it any longer. He needs blood, and he’s going to get it. Rafe’s face transitions to it’s natural state. His canines being replaced with vampire fangs, sharp and long just the way he likes them. His eyes were now fully black, no color of that blue shade that you’ve always stared at in heated arguments.
“Shh, don’t scream, darling. This will hurt a bit.”
Rafe pierces himself into your neck. Sucking on that pretty vein of yours, causing him to moan of satisfaction after not having fresh blood for a week. Whimpers unleashes from him as your delicious blood satisfied his human cravings, making him feel like he was floating on clouds. You groan in pain, the sharpness of his teeth making your water eyes.
“Rafe…” You whimpered, feeling weak in your knees as he continues to drink from you. “Rafe!” you said once more tapping on his shoulder.
But he didn’t stop. Fear and panic shoots out of you. You know you’ve pissed him off, but was it enough to kill you?
Your eyes started to flutter, your body reaching its limit of blood supply. Finally, Rafe removes his sunken teeth away from your neck. Droplets of blood falls down from his teeth and onto your clothing. A sense of happiness courses through him. Living off a high that he’s missed so much. Your body started to sway back and forth, ready to collapse to drop the floor until Rafe catches you in his arms.
“I got you, darling” he murmured gently.
Picking you up bridal style, he carefully places you onto his silk sheets. Caressing your hair away from your face, he leans down to you.
“You still owe me for another thing.”
Rafe climbs on top of you, massaging your shoulders and arms with his warm touch. He smiles to himself when you weakly push his hand away.
“Don’t fucking touch me” you hissed at him. Reaching out to slap him, Rafe catches your hand with his. He squeezes it tightly, making you wince. Rafe then directs your hands towards your skirt. “Take these off for me, or I will” he grunts as he adjusts himself.
You complied, lifting your butt off the bed to remove your skirt. Rafe immediate spots the purple lace panties that you’re wearing for him.
“Purple? I knew it” He bites his lips before he goes down towards your body. Rafe peels your lliac underwear with his teeth, his canines puncturing holes onto each side of the fabric. Your exposed pussy making him rock hard. He growls before he started to devour your pussy like he was starving all over again. Kissing and sucking on your soaked folds like how he did with your neck.
“Shit! Rafe!” you moaned out, arching your back from the bed. The sensation of his hot breath felt so good inside of you. Rafe was quick to slap his hand over your mouth.
“Shhh, baby. You don’t want my family hearing you, right? Keep quiet for me” He peers up at you.
You nodded, repeating a bunch of “sorry’s” while running your hands through his hair. You felt a light scrape of Rafe’s teeth over your clit, causing you to flinch. “My bad, sweetheart” he says with a light chuckle. Rafe chases the pain away, drawing circles around you with his tongue.
“Rafe I’m about to- fuck-I’m about to come” you quietly whimper, feeling frustrated that you can’t express how you feel outloud. You lifted your shirt high enough to play with your tits, causing your sensation to heighten.
The asshole vampire smirks to himself when he sees your tits bounce in his face. He decides to add a finger, fucking your G spot in and out. “You look so sexy when you’re about to cum" he hums.
Your body freezes in time, an intense pleasure washes over you when you came in Rafe’s mouth. Biting your lip so hard that blood started to ooze out. “Oh, god!” you yelled against your hand. You attempt to control your breathing back to normal after reaching your climax. Rafe was finishing you up, drinking every drop of your juices. He then looks up at you, hearing how slow your heartbeat has gotten after coming. Crawling up to you, he notices the small drop of blood on your lips. He wraps a hand around your neck, keeping you down onto his pillow as he smashes his lips onto yours. Tasting the blood from your lips like it was extra dessert.
“You still hate me now?”
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“Please just let me fuck you, I’ll leave you alone I swear!”
“I highly doubt that, Rafe.”
You were able to remove the sunlight from his windowpane and have his agoraphobia extracted. However, the “never getting laid” part was still intact. You watched him get rejected left and right at the beach bonfire, making it painfully fun to watch that he was no longer the most desirable guy on the island. The scrunched up expression on his face that you knew all too well had you chuckling to yourself when you watched it all play out. You even recognized the same Kook vampire from the bar bathroom, rolling her eyes and walking away from Rafe before he could even utter a word to her. Now, Rafe has been nonstop nagging you, desperately begging you to fuck him.
“That’s not fair, Y/N. I did you a solid and now you have to do the same for me” Rafe follows you around like a lost puppy while you organize your spell jars.
“Rafe, you have a right hand anyway” you said, throwing your hands up in the air. You dropped a cinnamon stick into your tea before walking away from him.
He huffs in frustration, “You don’t think I tried that already!”
You stopped in your tracks, irritation started to bubble inside of you. His constant annoyance made you want to bash your head in. You didn't cast the love spell on Rafe, so why is he acting this obsessed? It wasn't supposed to go this way. You curse to yourself before slowly turning around to face him.
"Look, I don't regret what I did. But if you don't leave me alone, I will turn you into a squirrel. Got it?"
"Y/N, please-"
You were about to yell at him once more, until your pet bunny knocks over a vial of pink glittery liquid. The mini glass bottle hits the floor, the contents of the potion immediately filling your senses. Your head goes dizzy when you inhaled what's inside of it.
"Woah, you okay? What's in this shit?" Rafe raises his hands, already preparing himself to catch you. You then blinked at him, a calm expression on your face when you looked at this man up and down.
"Huh. When did you get hot?" you blurted out. Rafe's jaw drops as you slid your finger down his shirt, biting your lip when you did a double take at his biceps.
“Oh fuck.”
Be careful what you wish for.
At the end of the rainbow I hope you find A good whole lot of nothing Cause you're still inside And abstinence is just a state of mind
author's note: rafe is banned from fucking (unless he’s doing me) so happy to incorporate Sabrina songs into my fics! dark vampire!rafe fic up next!!🧛🏼♂️ taglist🍥: @babydollrafe @rafesdaydream (pls comment if you want to be added to the taglist <3)