❝ but they say if you dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true, and I've dreamed that dream so many times ❞
🌷 klaus and reader
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🌷 klaus and fem!oc
rapunzel
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rapunzel donovan had a princess name, a diagnosis of schizophrenia and a confused relationship with the will to live. but the tower she built around herself was threatened to fall when she met klaus — the big bad wolf, willing to be the hero of this story, just this one, just for her.
🌷 crossovers
bleeding dreams [ klaus + carrie white ]
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carrie feels guilty, damned and dirty. klaus aims to help her feel better about herself.
🌷 other fics (not romantic or not klaus-centric)
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❝ the road to true love may be barred by still many more dangers, which you alone will have to face. so arm thyself with this enchanted shield of virtue, and this mighty sword of truth, for these weapons of righteousness will triumph over evil ❞
Klaus Mikaelson x Ballerina reader [secret ice wielder]
Warnings: test chapter, introduction, kinda prologuey, no use of y/n but it's not an oc, cussing, starts before Klaus even goes to Mystic Falls in S2 of TVD, reader is a dancer and does ballet for scholarships, Reader is 25 and has a family history of ice powers that she doesn’t know about.
Summary: Dance is your life, but that’s all it is. Can anything over power your itch for dance or will they fall to its reigning spot in your mind. The bigger question is, can the legendary hybrid?
Credits to ALL gif owners
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“ How interesting ” Klaus said, slowly pacing around his chair.
“ We saw her, the one you showed us. She's there, in Mystic Falls ” a few of his goons said, their voices laced with fear.
Klaus walked up to one of them and padded his shoulder, a new wave of fear running up his spin.
“ Now now gentlemen, you've done what I've asked of you. Why don't we all have a little drink to celebrate? ” Klaus said, his voice manipulating their emotions.
“ O-oh okay… yeah ” he responded, half-heartedly.
Klaus turned to his tray of bourbons and scotches, pouring multiple glasses. He went to hand the men each a glass, but they stopped, dropping to the floor.
Klaus sighed. “ Those were my finest men ”
“ Not anymore, Nikklaus ” a voice said, holding the hearts of Klaus’s goons.
“ What is it now, Lijah? ” Klaus said, his voice full of annoyance.
“ I thought we agreed, Rebekah was to be returned to us ” Elijah said.
Klaus took a sip of his glass and turned to Elijah.
“ Well she was, but then she attacked me, so I put her back ” Klaus said, looking into the bottom of his glass.
Elijah came up closer, taking one of the other glasses of bourbon.
“ You trapped her in a box for a century, Nikklaus. How did you expect her to react? ” Elijah said, sitting down in one of Klaus’s sofa chairs.
“ Hm guess you're right, but you'd think she'd be grateful. Her life was in danger and I saved her ” Klaus said, moving to the big open windows.
“ By the sounds of your now laid to rest men, you're going home? ” Elijah said, swirling the brown liquid in his glass a bit.
“ Oh it was no home of mine, you know better than that Lijah ” Klaus says, throwing back the rest of his drink.
He moved back to the tray and set the glass down, looking towards Elijah, his face a firm glare.
“ Don't get in my way, Lijah. Or you'll be right next to Rebekah for another century ” Klaus lightly threatened and walked out of the room.
Elijah sat there, looking at his glass. It was always the same cycle with Nikklaus. Freedom, suspicion, accusation and then imprisonment. He hoped Nikklaus would change and see that his family is here for him. Always and Forever…
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“ Ughrhh How many times do I have to tell you. It's step, turn, glide, glide, left foot, right foot, plié, sauté, relevé, glide, glide and assemblé ” your dance partner says.
You sigh and go to your backpack, drinking a bit of your water. Your dance partner walks up to you, taking a drink of his own.
“ We've only got a few more weeks, we gotta get this done. I know you're tired, but you didn't work to get here for nothing ” He says.
“ I know, I know, I'm just sore. I was in here yesterday practicing ” you say, plainly.
He looked at you, his eyebrows raised.
“ Ana, why didn’t you say that earlier? I would have let you rest, I don't wanna kill you ”
You shook your head. “ No, it's fine. I shouldn't have practiced without you yesterday and I didn’t want you to practice alone today ”
“ Well thank you, but please don't do that again. We have a schedule for a reason, just speak up, telling me if you're tired or already practiced ” He said and handed you a towel.
“ Thanks Ri ” you say.
Riley packed up his stuff and turned back to you.
“ Get some rest, we'll pick back up in 2 days. I've got an exam tomorrow and the next day ” Riley said and then walked off.
You watched him go, he has been your dance partner for years now. He's too kind and sweet, you feel like you're slacking and lazy. And you're both humans, so you've done stuff with each other every now and again, but you could never go serious. The constant fighting about the routines and the competitions would ruin your relationship, but dancing with him was magical. You wouldn't have it any other way.
You packed up your stuff and headed home, the streets of Chicago were busy today. The need for sleep has no effect on anyone here, they're always up and ready to go. You got on the train, going back to your apartment in the suburbs. You liked it there, you had roommates in school and plenty of places to go for entertainment.
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Klaus was walking into one of his many secret hideouts, when he felt a bump on his shoulder.
“ Sorry, I wasn't looking, my bad ” you say, looking up at him.
“ Don't worry about it, love ” Klaus said, getting a good look at you.
The nickname and accent made you double take, then you really saw him. He had a faint smile on, loose grey cotton shirt with buttons at the top and his hair was curly, dirty blonde. You couldn't speak, it was like you ran into a celebrity.
“ Cat got your tongue? ” Klaus smirked.
“ Sorry, umm excuse me ” you clear your throat and move past him.
Klaus chuckled at your hawking after you left, turning off into an alley way. You sped walked away and then looked back, but he was nowhere to be seen. Damn, I should have got his number. Emily would have loved him, you say to yourself.
You unlocked the door to your apartment and stepped inside. You could hear voices in the living room, it must be study night. You slumped past the hall, your figure being seen by your roommates in the living room.
“ Hey Ana, how was your practice? ” Emily said, her voice was cheery and light as normal.
“ hgmn ” you grunted as your answer.
“ Grim as usual then ” Jackie says, finishing her writing and putting her notebook down.
You stalked to the kitchen, yanking open the fridge. Taking out one of your protein shakes and chugging it down, then imitating an NBA player and swishing it into the trash. You silently celebrated. Emily was in the kitchen now, shaking her head at you and then grabbed a snack.
“ Do you want to join us? ” Emily asked, waving the snacks at you as persuasion.
You couldn't resist a good sour cream and cheddar chip, so you gave in and followed her back to the living room. Jackie looked up from her calculator, a big smirk appearing at her lips. You know what she wanted to hear.
“ No, me and Riley did not do anything ” you said, sitting down onto the ground in front of the table.
Her face dropped a little. “ Why not? You two are so good together and I don't mean your dancing ”
“ We've talked about this a million times, Jackie. Riley and Ana do not want to be in a relationship if they're dance partners ” Emily said, defending you.
Jackie turned to Emily, squinting her eyes at her.
“ Oh please, you want them together just as much as me ”
“ I do, but I understand them. Besides, I think Ana can score better ” Emily says.
That reminded you of the man you ran into earlier today.
“ Speaking of better, I ran into a guy coming home today ” you said, plainly.
They both beamed at you, eager for more. You continued on.
“ He was tall, pale, had curly hair and a British accent I think ” you say, recalling the man in your mind.
“ Okay, but was he hot? ” Jackie asked.
“ Jackie! That's so rude, everyone is beautiful. Did you get his number? ” Emily says, but you knew she wanted the answer to the first one too.
“ Yes and no. Yes he was hot, but no I didn't get his number. He was gone when I looked back ” you say.
“ You walked away from him?!!! ” Jackie practically screamed.
“ Yeah, well I kinda bumped into him first and then gawked at him like a fool. It was already embarrassing, especially since he called me out on it ” you say, laying down and putting your arm over your forehead.
“ Well we know why you're still single, you literally walk away from them ” Jackie sarcastically howled.
“ Hey Jackie that was uncalled for, Ana is choosing to be single. I have no doubt she'd be able to pull ” Emily said, lecturing Jackie and easing the fuss.
“ Thanks Em ” you say. “ How's your school work going? ”
“ Uhhh it's giving us a hard time ” Emily said, scratching at her head.
“ You mean it's kicking our asses ” Jackie corrected.
You did NOT miss those days, homework sucked. Matter of fact, school sucks, everything about it is garbo. You wished they'd just do away with it or make it better all together. Kids need guidance, discipline, love and to touch some damn grass everyday.
“ Actually we found a good study sit- ” Emily was interrupted by a phone ringing.
“ Not mine ” you say, showing your phone.
“ Nope ” Jackie said, she was already texting on hers.
Emily dug around the couch for her phone, she got it and her face lit up. You could tell it was her man calling, Jey, she always gets all springy when he calls.
“ Sorry girls, gotta get this!! ” she skipped off to her room.
“ Ugh they make me sick, so lovey and dovey, yuck ” Jackie said, scratching up her face and sticking out her tongue.
“ How's Aaron, Jackie? ” you ask.
“ Oh you know, hitting the parks, spending all his parents' money and ignoring me for several hours ” Jackie said, her tone getting more annoyed as she went on.
“ When are you gonna break up with him Jackie. You can do so much better than him ” you complained and got up.
“ You find me a sassy man with a fiery tongue and I got you, but for now that's Aaron ” she sassed, still looking at her phone.
It's been 2 years and you haven't even cracked the surface with her. Oh well, some people don't want to let someone in. You settled on that conclusion and brought your training stuff to your room. Time to shower, I smell like a pig pen, you joked to yourself and made an oink! noise.
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[The beginning of TVD S2]
A chair flew at the wall, Klaus’s anger taking control of him. His minions jumped back in fear, not wanting to take the heat next.
“ I told him not to get in my way! Now I have to box him up. I will break this wretched curse on me ” Klaus yelled, more to himself.
He felt like he could murder the whole town. No one was gonna keep him from his destiny. He was a hybrid and he's waited too long for that power.
Klaus sped walked out the room, leaving his hideout, he needed some comfort and he knew just the trick. He took the train back down to the city, peaking through his current options on the way. The train came to a halt and he had decided, the young CEO would have to take the fall.
His predatory senses stalked the man, following his every direction. He waited for any witnesses to clear and got ready to strike, but the man stopped, running into someone.
“ Ow! geez man, watch where you're going yeah ” you say, rubbing your head, you were on the ground.
The man walked past you and hurried away. You turned toward him, throwing up your arms.
“ Prick ” you mumble, dusting your legs off.
“ Indeed, need a hand, love? ” Klaus offered, his hand reaching out for you.
You took it and he lifted you with ease. His hands were warm and rough, but his skin was cleaner than one of those modeling commercials.
“ Thanks ” you say, dusting your behind off, your leotard and tights getting stained.
“ What's all this? ” Klaus played coy, he lived through the history of all ballet and dance forms.
“ I'm a ballerina if it wasn't already obvious. I know I look silly, I usually bring something to change into, but I forgot it ” you ramble on nervously.
“ No judgement over here, love. Just asking ” Klaus said, holding his hands up.
You acknowledge him, but spot a blotch on your leggings takes your attention away from him. You start rubbing at the spot, trying to get it off, these were your last pair until your check hit.
“ No, come on.. ”
He watched your face turn to multiple expressions, mostly angry and hopeful. Your struggling made him unconsciously soften.
“ Here, I got a place nearby. I can give you something to borrow ” Klaus said, surprising himself, he sounded a bit too nice.
“ No, you don’t have to do that. I’ll live ” you say.
“ Okay, but it’s gonna rain soon ” he says, walking backwards.
You looked up at the clouds, they were as dark as they would get and as if on cue small water droplets fell on your shoulder. Curse this handsome man, he knew just how to get you to agree. Also you looked like a clown out here in your stained leotards and tights, ughhhhhh. You gave in.
“ Fine, let’s go ” you say, walking past him.
Klaus smiled to himself and followed after you.
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Klaus brought to a very modest building, it stretched to the sky and was a solid black. The lobby was cream white, some of the most luxurious furniture you’ve ever seen. You followed him to the elevator and he stepped aside to let you in first.
“ Uhhh no, there could be anything in there ” you said, crossing your arms.
Klaus held his hands up and stepped backwards into the elevator. You waited for something to happen to him, but only the elevator started closing and he didn’t even try to stop it. He was obviously testing you, making you pick between the rain outside and him. You slipped through the door, a surge of adrenaline flooding through you.
“ Smart choice, love ” Klaus smirked.
You wanted to smack that smile off of his face and nothing was stopping you, but you bit at the inside of your cheeks instead. A good few bell dings later, the doors opened to an apartment, well penthouse. Klaus strolled in like it was nothing, but you stared at it. It was so spacious and elegantly decorated, it must cost him a fortune. Noticing your continued silence, Klaus turned to you, holding his hands out.
“ Aren’t you gonna come in? ”
“ I don’t know if I’m allowed. This place is so fancy ” you say.
This was ironic to Klaus, you knew nothing about the supernatural world, but you sound just like a vampire right now. You took one last good look and then stepped past the elevator doors, quickly closing behind you.
Klaus had disappeared somewhere into a room, you wandered into the open space, finding the living room. His style was classic, paintings almost everywhere. Your hand slid across the top of his couch, its surface a bit firm, but soft. Then you went to the windows, seeing the light shower of rain and the busy city below, must be like a dream living all the way up here.
“ Here you are? ” Klaus said, setting the clothes on the couch.
His voice scared you a little, considering you’ve been hearing silence for the past 5minutes. You turn to him, seeing the clothes. You grabbed them and asked for the bathroom, he pointed you in the right direction and you headed that way.
His bathroom was just as luxurious as the rest of his place. You wondered if anything ever got dirty in here. You shook the distraction off and changed, freshening yourself up a bit in the mirror. You thought you heard music starting to play as you were finishing up and you went out to check your suspicion. There was music playing, it was Clair de Lune, such a melancholic tune. You set your stuff down and listen to it.
Your body itched to dance, the piano keys talking to your legs. Klaus read your expression, coming up to you.
“ May I? ” he held out his hand to you.
Your mind thought against it, but your body accepted. His other hand came to your waist, yours going to his shoulder. He led you, moving you in a slow sway, then guiding you in a more advanced form. His movements were perfect, even Riley wasn’t this good. You were actually starting to enjoy it, not criticizing all your moves to fit into a judges standards.
The climax of the song played and you moved faster, Klaus twirling you with effortless grace. A smile slowly crept up your face, you’ve never danced like this before. A light, carefree balance of freeform and strict ballet. The music slowed back down and so did you, making you feel weightless, a floating cloud in the sky. Your body was loosened now, mind not conscious of your situation, not caring that he was a stranger you met a few days ago. It all didn't matter when you moved together like this.
The piano descended, playing the last few staves of notes, Klaus now swaying you again. You laid your head against his chest, feeling warm inside and Klaus leaned his head on yours, holding you close. Klaus could have sworn his dead heart beat a few times, your body was like silk in his arms, no anxiety attached to your strings with him. He felt free here, the music ascending both of you to the heavens.
Though you’d have to return eventually and you did, the music stopping and bringing you two back down to your places. A scary hybrid monster and an unsuspecting ballerina….
You pulled away, but still looked into his eyes, your brain processing.
“ uh thank you for the clothes ” you say shyly.
Klaus smirks. “ Anytime, love ”
“ And- ” you were about to say, but your phone rang.
You pulled it out the borrowed shorts and answered, it was Emily.
“ Omg Emily, what happened? ” you asked softly, hearing her crying voice.
Klaus watched the worry and fear take over your smiling features and he never wanted to hurt anyone more than he did right now. Your beautiful smile was now lost under more stress in your life.
“ What? Is he okay? ” your voice raised a few levels.
“ Okay, okay, I’m coming right now. He’s gonna be okay, you’re gonna be okay ” you say and then hang up the phone, turning to Klaus.
“ I’m really sorry I have to go. Thanks again for the clothes, I’ll wash them and give them back. I promise ” you apologize, collecting your things.
“ It’s alright, love. Keep them if you wish to ” Klaus said, but a small sadness pinged inside.
With his words you left and Klaus watched you from the window, the rain falling hard against the ground, but he could still see your tiny form scrambling to the closest train station. The memories of your dance played in his mind, your smile and touch the main focus of his desires and he hit play on the speaker again, the same tune spilling from it.
The humanity inside was at the reins of his consciousness.
A very unfamiliar feeling for him..
He wanted to know more about this feeling…
About you….
But you would have to wait until he broke the curse…
His little swan……
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Part 2?
Klaus is a softy, he just can't handle the fear, loss and anxiety behind it
rapunzel donovan had a princess name, a diagnosis of schizophrenia and a confused relationship with the will to live. but the tower she built around herself was threatened to fall when she met klaus — the big bad wolf, willing to be the hero of this story, just this one, just for her.
[ read on ao3 ]
⚠️ depression, anxiety, self mutilation, suicide thoughts, sexual abuse, psychophobia, explicit sexual content, violence
lily james as rapunzel donovan
chapters
part one — dream a little dream of me
❝ who hasn't asked himself, am i a monster or is this what it means to be human? ❞
I will post only the ao3 links, I tried to post the first chapter but the chapters are long... It's a lot of work so I think is just better to keep with the links :)
rapunzel donovan had a princess name, a diagnosis of schizophrenia and a confused relationship with the will to live. but the tower she built around herself was threatened to fall when she met klaus — the big bad wolf, willing to be the hero of this story, just this one, just for her.
[ read on ao3 ]
⚠️ depression, anxiety, self mutilation, suicide thoughts, sexual abuse, psychophobia, explicit sexual content, violence
lily james as rapunzel donovan
chapters
part one — dream a little dream of me
❝ who hasn't asked himself, am i a monster or is this what it means to be human? ❞
Okay, I need to know who the Richard Lockwood thirster is!!!! I’m not angry!!!! But I need to know immediately, because I need to know who to include in my “I love all the Lockwoods—even the super bad-dad and the evil capitalist who likes colluding with the sexy and very evil vampire babe" monologues (it's like The Vagina Monologues but about werewolves—which still feels sort of related, in a way, I suppose)
