Klaus Mikaelson was a puzzle. A frustrating, long as hell puzzle with so many pieces you were overwhelmed at the complexity of him. He was evil, you knew that from the moment you met him. Everyone whispered about the power of the original werewolf vampire hybrid. They spoke of how cruel and manipulative he was. How he had lived for so long, and done so many terrible deeds he no longer had a soul. They never talked about his passion, the way he put his all into everything he did. His determination and skill were frightening when you looked at the destruction caused with them, but when you stood back and just looked at the man, he was amazing. Never had you met someone so dedicated and faithful. His loyalty matched no other, he was morally the most corrupt person on earth, but when he found something to hold onto, he held on tight. Maybe that was what drew you to him from the first place, but honestly, it could just as well have been his undeniable good looks.

He did not have a good history in romance. All those he had allowed himself to love had a habit of breaking his trust and, in that, his heart. So when he first met you, he didn’t allow himself to get swept up in your good looks, he just watched as waited for you to fail. You were a wide eyed and bushy tailed kid who had never been exposed to anything dark until you met Klaus and the rest of the vampires in New Orleans. So Klaus waited for you to screw up, end the night dead in a ditch or something. He waited and waited, watching you while you explored and unknowingly letting you get closer to him. Somehow you ended up in his house, looking through his paintings, babbling on about how beautiful they were. And somehow Klaus found himself watching you in a different way, admiration shining bright in his eyes rather than a simple curiosity.

Within the next few months you found yourself well acquainted with the Mikaelson’s home. You met Hayley and Elijah, spent your days walking around the property or sitting in a quiet room with Klaus, reading his vast array of books. Time well spent you would say. Your days were calm and enjoyable other than the days when the family would have vampire business to take care of, those days were more lonely than anything. Something good came out of everything though, you would definitely argue that the night you stayed at the Mikaelson’s house to have dinner with Klaus was something good. It was when he barged in the room with more anger than anything in his eyes everything seemed to go into array. When he saw you, standing in the kitchen with an apron tied around your hips, you saw his anger change into something much different. His eyes were dark with lust and hunger, two emotions he had never looked at you with. When he pinned you the the cold fridge door and a shiver ran down your spine, accompanied with a small whimper, you felt the air change. Any awkwardness was replaced by the thick sexual tension as his mouth pressed against your neck. From that night forward, not only could you not stand to look at the kitchen counter the same, memories of yourself spread over it were too hot to constantly be reminded of, but you had to deal with every smug smirk of Klaus’s. When he had to buy a new bed frame because you had screamed “Harder!”, or when you woke up with two bruises in the shape of hand prints on your hips, and especially when you hand to limp, or worse, ask Klaus for help walking to the living room in the morning.

The combination of the sex you had and the long amounts of time the two of you would just sit and talk about anything just to hear each others voice took a toll on Klaus. His feelings were something he couldn’t hide nor could he simply hold back when he was with you. His behavior changed, the possessiveness over you was something new but oddly enough, you found it rather endearing. It felt good for someone to want to have a claim over you, and Klaus was the most powerful being you had ever met, so it more flattered you than anything. Somehow, as more time passed, Klaus felt more for you than he had allowed himself to feel in a long time. He felt the admiration, for your beauty and your kind soul, but he also felt the lust and hunger for you. Deep down he even felt something he didn’t want to admit he still could feel. Love. While you had come to terms with your own feelings for the hybrid, he had simply not been able to fathom he could feel something for such a mortal.

Though he refused to say it out loud, every night after his panting body would roll off of yours or you would fall onto the bed beside him and curl up to his chest, your clammy skin against his making him feel more powerful as his arms wrapped around your shaking figure, he would wait until you fell asleep. With your head on his chest, breathing softly and unconsciously rubbing your hand across his chest every once in awhile, he would lean down and softly whisper the words against your forehead. “I love you,” and somehow, he never came to know about the nights you would pretend to sleep so you could hear the faint whisper.

-C

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Mess Is Mine (Klaus Mikaelson x Reader)

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This was requested by an anon and it’s based on the song “Mess is mine” by Vance Joy. I hope you like it

(Y/n) was amazed by Klaus, since she first met him in New Orleans she felt like a string got wrapped around her and pulled her close to him and so did he. Klaus noticed her on a beautiful warm summer day, walking out of a witch shop with a new tarot card in her hands, at first he thought it was a new witch on the hunt for the big bad hybrid, but she was just visiting the town and was very spiritual, hence why his first gift to her was necklace with a rose quartz, it also had a tad bit of vervain on it just in case someone found out about her and tried to hurt her.

(y/n) ended up staying the whole summer with him, she couldn’t really deny the offer of staying with him and his family, although she was a tad bit skeptical meeting his brother and sisters so early in the relationship but they ended up getting along with rebekah so well that Klaus found the often together doing “self care”, he just called it lollygagging.

But as October came along (y/n)’s nose felt a bit iffy and she slowly started getting a bit a cough, then the fever came along but she hated admitting she was ill, she didn’t like the feeling of people getting all sympathetic and feeling a bit sorry for her so she tried to deny it up until she got into a coughing fit after running down the stairs right in front of Elijah.

Klaus got extremely worried, he had almost forgot how fragile a human can be, specifically when it came to her, in his eyes (y/n) was this invincible goddess that couldn’t be harmed nor affected by anything.

“Stop looking at me like that”

“Pardon me but you are so adorable when you are ill”

“I’m not sick im f-”

she was interrupted by another coughing fit. Klaus sat down next to her and rubbed her back in a soothing matter, a glass of water already in his hand so she can soothe her throat.

“Thank you”

she took the glass and slowly started to gulp down the liquid. Klaus wished he could just give her some of his blood and get over it but (y/n) refused profusely, she knew what Klaus and the others were, even though it took her a few days to comprehend it she eventually came around and accepted it. She slid back down in the bed and Klaus laid next to her, brushing her hair away from her face and giving her a scalp massage.

“I smell like shit”

“You smell like a flower field, it worries me that you have a garden in your stomach and the cough is just the flowers trying to find their way out”

“That was so cute yet kind of disgusting”

He gave her a kiss on top of her head and the reached for the nightstand, where he kept a little surprise for her so he opened the drawer and took the book out. He sat up a little bit and flipped to the first page

“You really don’t have to do this”

“In sickness and health”

“That’s for married people and you can’t get sick”

“Who told you we are not married, now hush misses Mikaelson, your mess is my mess now so we will get through this together”

She knew he was half joking but also half serious about marriage and she didn’t mind it one bit, dare she say she had found herself imagining the big day, she would never say it out loud though. (y/n) curled closer to him the comfortable sheets brushing against her chin and resting her head on his chest.

“What is that?”

“you always said how you enjoy the sound of my voice while you drift of so here is my remedy to nurture you back to health. Also it is almost a blasphemy that you haven’t read the old man and the sea”

(y/n) closed her eyes and focused on the sound of his voice, his breath and the smell coming from the old pages of the book, letting her soul relax and live this moment of absolute peace as the man she loved held her close and protected. While his one hand ran up and down her arm he flipped the pages, reading aloud for his lover

“They spoke of her as a contestant or a place or even an enemy. But the old man always thought of her as feminine and as something that gave or withheld great favours, and if she did wild or wicked things it was because she could not help them. The moon affects her as it does a woman, he thought. I think he was a smart man what do you-”

before he could finish his train of thought he saw (y/n) fast asleep, her lips parted slightly open, some strands of her hair in her face, her one hand gripping his shirt and a little bit of snoring could be heard. He wasn’t even halfway done from the book, he just set it aside and laid completely down, wrapping both of his arms around her and just let her drift off peacefully. She always liked to joke that she slept better when he was around, making him pride that she was 100% content with him.

“you’re the reason that I feel so strong”

He whispered, the response was some gibberish since (y/n) sometimes talked in her sleep, although no one could ever help her understand what she was saying. He didn’t care for an answer though, it was enough that he got her in his arms.

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You Started This? (Klaus x Reader)

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(Y/n) was willing to take a bullet for klaus, she would have thrown herself in the fire if it meant he would be safe, she was his second in command, notice how “was” plays a big role. Klaus married (y/n) back in 1020s, she fell for him when he saved her from a group of thieves, the tradesman’s daughter and she was known for her beauty, her nobility and her smart mouth, her father raised her to be strong yet kind.

Although as years passed (y/n) could tell Klaus was changing, the years of neglect from his father mixed with his new powers made him bulletproof and he was well aware of that. She gave up on taking him out of the dark in the 80′s and official divorced in the 90′s, I guess you could say after almost 1000 years of being together the divorce was still relatively fresh.

(y/n) had visited every inch of the world with Niklaus, but after the divorce she did it one more time alone, spending months in Japan, vacation in Cuba and Christmas in Russia, mostly to distract herself from the absence of the man she had swore she would spend eternity with.

She always knew what he was up to, mostly because Elijah begged her to come back and help him clean up the mess his younger brother had made over the years, however he was always unsuccessful.

“Don’t start with the hugging and the “i missed yous” just tell me what happened now”

She warned her once brother in law. She didn’t even know why she agreed to this, she could have said no just like the other times but something pushed her into agreeing. Coming back to New Orleans felt surreal, her heart felt like somebody had wrapped their arms around it and clenched as hard as they could, but no one would ever know, over the years she learned how to mask her pain.

“Aurora is an ex lover of Klaus, before you of course-”

“yeah cause i’m sure Klaus became celibate after I left”

she interrupted him sarcastically. The memories of Elijah informing her Klaus has a child on the way had hit her like a ton of bricks, she had only agreed into becoming a vampire because Klaus had told her there was no way into giving her a child, only to be met with a miracle baby she wished she could have had.

“She is back for revenge, took a friend of ours as hostage and Niklaus is back on his demonic ways”

“So you are telling me I came all the way here to stop a bitch fight between his ex and his girlfriend? Are you on drugs or something?”

“Camille is not his girlfriend (y/n) she is an innocent woman that got swooped in this mess”

“All I hear is that I have no reason to intervene”

She was furious, that she divorced him does not mean it did not hurt her to hear about other women, it was almost like a torture, so why should she walk in and help the line of girls Klaus had been busy with? Elijah walked closer to her and placed his arms on her fore arms.

“I am not asking you anything that has to do with the girls, I am not a fool (y/n) I know that would be far from pleasant for you, I just need you to talk to Niklaus, calm him down, maybe convince him to listen to me”

“Fine, but don’t expect miracles, most likely he will want to kill me after”

“Oh if he wanted he would have tried by now”

(y/n) decided to not answer to that, she just walked up the stairs and searched for his bedroom, but before that happened she found something even better, his art. She slowly opened the door and walked in, looking at all the different paintings, some of them half done and other complete masterpieces, that is until she found a specific one… of hers, a portrait of (y/n) he had painted as a gift the first year anniversary. She reached for it and caressed it with the tips of her fingers, almost feeling him.

“(Y/N)”

She did not jump nor screamed, she just took a deep breath and turned around. She was met with a shocked Niklaus starring at her like he saw a ghost, he looked exactly like she remembered, handsome and strong. A smirk slowly appeared on her lips and her arms folded in front of her, almost like she protected herself from him.

“Long time no see, don’t look at me like that”

“what are you doing here?”

“Elijah called and let me know how you are once again causing chaos and you are willing to burn the city down in order to do it your way, which I don’t know why he is so surprised about that”

“(y/n) I am not in the spirits for another lecture, especially from you”

“would you prefer it if I ran to our arms and begged you to marry me again?”

“That is a much better idea”

“Also I would rather not having to be called in to tell you to snap out of it while you have a child with another woman”

That slipped out, it should not have but once she started to speak the anger consumed her. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, Klaus took a seat and rubbed his temples in a desperate attempt to comprehend what is happening.

“You look beautiful”

He whispered. In any other circumstances her smile would have reached ears but now it was a small ghost on her painted lips as she nodded and walked towards him.

“I know you feel responsible Niklaus, but sometimes becoming the villain is not worth it”

“but being the good one was enough of a reason to end our marriage”

That hurt, deeply. Her smile became wider, as she stood right in front of him she lifted his head and looked in his enchanting eyes, her hand went up to his cheek and let her fingers give him a soft caress before raising it up and slapping him as hard as she had the courage to do so. His head turned and the sound was deafening.

“You do not get to judge my choice of leaving”

At a blink of an eye Klaus had her against the wall and his hand squeezing her throat, it did not cause her any pain only some discomfort.

“You left in a selfish manner but I am the villain?”

“Put me down Niklaus… NOW”

He took one deep breath and then released her, (y/n) was not scared of him nor will she start now, she knew him like the back of her hand so she was well aware how this is almost like a child temper tantrum. Klaus turned his back on her and tried to calm himself, he had missed her, almost every day he wished he would hear from her but he was always wrong.

“I’m here to help you Niklaus, since you think everyone is against you then a third party might seem fair to you”

Third party, that made him laugh a bit, (y/n) was his other half, the female version of him, she was closer than his siblings, she was the family he chose.

“So what do you want me to do? Let them take over, listen to my kind hearted brother and let Camille die while negotiating in a noble way like Elijah wants?”

“You think Elijah is incapable of helping you? Cause if I do remember precisely he was the one helping you when people thought taking me hostage was a good idea over the years”

(y/n) was considered his soft spot, so ganging up on her and taking her away from Klaus in order to make him weak had happened more than once and it never ended in the way her kidnappers wanted.

“Aurora will not stop until she gets her precious brother back”

“Am I hearing correctly? you started this? why did I not see that coming? You will never learn”

“I thought you realized that ages ago when you went to the lawyer”

Another jab in the heart, this time she pushed him to the wall as hard as she could. He wasn’t really hurt by it, but (y/n) had never laid a finger on him, so the act was the thing that got him by surprise. He got up again and brushed it off, trying to restrain himself knowing that one wrong move could cost him a whole lot.

“I left cause you refused to see the monster you became, like you do now. Excuse me for not wanting to see the man I fell for disappear”

“and you never thought about how I felt about my wife leaving me in the dust just like everyone else?”

“I always thought about how you felt, but it was time to think about me for once. Can’t you see it? I was in pain, you became a power hungry shell of a person”

“you think I did not care about you? if you had just tried to talk to me-”

“YOU THINK I DIDN’T TRY? YOU SELFISH BASTARD YOU WEREN’T EVEN LISTENING NOR ARE YOU LISTENING NOW”

He stopped, it hit him like the slap she gave him before. All the times she asked to go away with him, all the nights she was crying in his arms for no reason, all the blank stares into space. they were signs of her detaching from him, slowly giving up on her marriage. This time it was her turn to walk away from him and take a breather, slipping back into her cold facade and strong character,she faced him once again, her lips glued together and eyes spitting fire.

“You will talk with Elijah and you will actually listen to him,I will be there to listen as well and trust me if I see that you are going you’re own way you will have a lot more problems than that bitch Aurora, that woman is taking you away from your own family. So put your big boy pants on and deal with it like a man, understood?”

He just nodded, once again making him turn his whole plan around for her, showing him that no matter how many years pass he will always give in to her in a matter of seconds.

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ourquicksilvered asked:

Hey Hey! Just wondering if you have any Klaus Mikaelson x Black reader fics?? They're like non existent along with Kol fics with a Black reader. But if you're doing requests, can you do one where the reader is long time friends with benefits with Klaus and he's always wondered how she's never loved him back or had feelings and finds out that she had someone compulse her to not have feelings for him in fear of being hurt by him? Thank you love!

blackmissfrizzle answered:

Ahhhh! My first request!!!! Thank you for this request!!! I’ve been racking my brain for a plot for a Klaus x black!reader, but couldn’t think of anything. Also, sorry for posting it so late after the request. I struggled with the ending but I hope you like it! @ourquicksilvered

Title: Beauty and the Beast

A/N: Fluff. Some angst. And then back to the fluff.

A/N:I really hope I got the characterization of Klaus right.

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“Stay,” Klaus ordered as you rummaged the room for your discarded clothes. It was becoming more frequent that Klaus would ask you to stay after hooking up, but you couldn’t or more like you wouldn’t. No sleeping over unless you had feelings for them, was one of your personal rules and you wouldn’t break it for anybody, even Klaus Mikaelson. However, you did wonder how you didn’t fall in love with Klaus, he was exactly your type. Bad boy who secretly had a heart a gold. It had to be that he could be a raging, murderous psychopath at times that stopped you from developing feelings for him.

Shimming your jeans over your wide hips you answered your former enemy turned best friend. “You know I can’t Klaus. Sleepovers only for boyfriends. Anyways, I’m meeting with Marcel. He’s helping me with a history paper.”

Klaus clenched his jaw, struggling to keep his anger at bay. Why would you leave his bed just to visit another man? He thought you had to be the most infuriating woman and he was hopelessly in love with you.

The day he met you, he was occupying Alaric Saltzman’s body and you were an aide delivering something to his class. It was the way your brown skin gleamed against the sunlight and your melodic voice that had caught his eye, and when you were the first person to figure out that he was Klaus and not Alaric, he was intrigued. That was why he had you along with Stefan agree to come with him in exchange of his blood to cure Damon from a werewolf bite.

He knew he fell in love with you when you unsuccessfully tried to thwart every one of his attempts to turn werewolves into hybrids and he didn’t try to kill you. It was your fierceness, bravery, and kindness that you displayed that made him open up. With each little tidbit of information about himself and how horribly his parents treated him, you understood him more and your heart began opening up to him, until one night you both were craving the touch of someone and you ended up in his bed. Thus, began your friends with benefits relationship.

When you got back to Mystic Falls you noticed you were falling in love with the notorious hybrid, but when you noticed how Klaus paid no regard to your feelings in his choices, you had Damon compel away your feelings for him.

Now it’s almost been three years and there was no change in your dynamic. The two of you would text while he would try to distract you from whatever diabolic plan he had going on, you find out about the plan and try to discourage him from going through with it, sometimes you succeed and sometimes you don’t, and when you don’t, you fuss at him for being an asshole then you two end up in a screaming match only for you to end up face down ass up in Klaus’ bed as he goes to pound town. Klaus was tired of it, he wanted more. He wanted a relationship, but he knew if he pushed you, he would lose you altogether.

“I’m hurt, love. You know I’m older than Marcel, I can help with that pesky paper of yours.”

You took in a gasp of disbelief and clutched your invisible pearls. “What? Klaus Mikaelson wants to help with homework? Hell must’ve frozen over.” Klaus gave you a fake chuckle as he dangled your shirt. You snatched it from him and worked its way over your torso.

“When I need help over Viking history, I’ll call you. But if you have a first-hand account on how black men were used as cannon fodder on the front lines during the war, then by all means help a girl out.”

He rolled his eyes, because he knew you needed Marcel’s help and had to accept defeat. “Please be careful. You know my psychotic parents are on the loose. And remember last time you didn’t fair too well against Michael.”

You grabbed one of the pillows that fell onto the floor and threw it at Klaus, but thanks to his vamp speed he caught it. “Asshole.”

“Don’t be a sore loser, love!” He called out as you exited the room.

Klaus and Elijah were standing before the woman they hated the most, Esther Mikaleson. Currently, she was occupying the body of a local witch, Lenore and she once again was trying to convince her sons to become human.

“Give it up, mother. We’ll never change our minds.” Klaus exhaustedly stated.

“Not even for your precious, Y/N, Niklaus?”

Rage consumed Klaus at the mention of your name and grabbed and lifted Esther by her throat. “What have you done with her,” he bellowed as he threw his mother across the room.

With the flick of her hand, Esther had Klaus on his knees agonizing in pain. “I’ve done nothing. I just gave her a little potion to get into that mind of hers. And by the way son, that was a struggle, she’s strong. You’ve chosen a good one.”

“The theatrics are unnecessary, mother.” Elijah rolled his eyes, obviously wanting to be done with the little game his mother was playing.

“Ah, yes back to what I had to say. Like I was saying, I went deep into Y/N’s mind and found a buried memory. She’d been compelled.”

Clenching through his teeth, Klaus responded, “Impossible. She wears a vervain bracelet and mentally trains herself against it.”

“But what if it was her choice to be compelled, my dear boy?” Klaus stood there in silence, he knew you hated the thought of compulsion, because it took away control. “I found a memory of her asking Damon Salavtore to compel her. You want to know why?”

“I’m sure you’ll let us know either way,” the boredom filled Elijah’s tone.

“My dear sweet Niklaus, she asked for him to make her forget her feelings for you. She’s afraid that you would break her heart, because you would never change, and she wouldn’t be able to survive. The poor girl is in love with you.”

“LIES!” Niklaus yelled, he refused to believe Esther. You were not one to shy away from your feelings and wouldn’t agree to such a thing.

He tried to attack his mother again, but she incapacitated him with her powers. “I suggest you take my offer, Niklaus. I doubt Y/N would have hesitated to confess her feelings if you were human, just remember that.” And just like that Esther disappear.

Noticing he was on the edge, Elijah preemptively tried to calm Klaus down. “Brother, she was lying. Don’t do anything rash.”

“Get out of my way, Elijah. I have a trip to Mystic Falls I must make. I’ll be back within a day.” Klaus turned his back to his brother and went out in search for the truth.

After threatening the life of Elena Gilbert, Damon finally told Klaus the truth. You did in fact ask Damon to compel you to forget your feelings about Klaus. Now, Klaus was in a mix of fury and joy, mad that you had your feelings compelled away, but happy that you had feelings for him in the first place.

“This isn’t gonna work. You actually think Y/N is gonna let me compel her to break a compulsion. You’re delusional.” Damon tried to convince Klaus from the passenger seat.

Thankfully, the ride to Marcel’s place was short, because Klaus was seconds away from ripping Damon’s heart out. He and Damon were welcomed to the sight of you sitting next to Marcel, a little too close for comfort for Klaus. Both of you were too focused that neither one of you noticed the two new guests. Klaus loudly cleared his throat to gain your attention.

Lifting up your head, you saw two of your best friends standing next to each other.

“Damon! What are you doing here?” You ran over to him and pulled him into a tight hug.

“Helping out your psychopathic hybrid friend.”

“Careful Salvatore, I could easily rip out your heart if need be.” Klaus threatened through gritted teeth.

Damon wagged his finger at Klaus, “Except you need me.”

Tired of their pissing contest you got in between them, putting a little bit of distance between the two. “Ok that’s enough. What’s the problem? Is it Esther or Michael?”

“Esther. She somehow got a hold of you and revealed a secret you had Damon compel away.”

Laughter bubbles from your throat. There’s no way Esther could’ve gotten to you and you let Damon compel you. “You’re joking right?”

Klaus stepped up towards you and gripped your arms to grab your attention. “Luv, it’s not a joke and I need you to let Damon undo the compulsion.”

Soon your disbelief turned into worry. How the hell did Esther get ahold of you and why can’t you remember. But a more important question you had to ask yourself was, what was so damn important or secretive that you had Damon compel you.

All three in the room could sense your panic. Each knew you were a control freak, especially being the human friend of a bunch of supernatural creatures. So, for you to not know anything had your anxiety on the rise.

“Listen, Y/N. I know if you had yourself compelled you had it done for a good reason, but if you want that control back that Esther took from you, I think your best option is to reverse the compulsion.” Marcel offered.

You stared at your friend’s warm brown eyes and shook your head yes. Even if you didn’t agree, someone else knew a secret of yours that you couldn’t recall on and you didn’t want to give anyone that power.

“Okay, Damon let’s do this.”

“You sure,” Damon asked with a quirk of his eyebrow.

“Yes! I can’t let that bitch have something over me.”

Damon had to remind you to take off your vervain bracelet and let all of your mental guards down, since you were so easily resistant to compulsion. To help relax your mind you took three shots of Marcel’s good bourbon, which annoyed him a just a little.

Once you felt your guard slipping, you gave Damon the go ahead. His blue eyes peered into your brown ones as he commanded you to remember.

One word. Three syllables. That was all it took for all the feelings to come rushing back. It was bittersweet. You remembered the immense love you have for Klaus, but you also remembered knowing it would never work out.

Tentatively, Klaus walked over to your hunched over form and reached out to you. “Luv, are you okay?”

Instantly you slapped his hand away from you. Feeling betrayed by his dubious act. “Get away from me.”

Finally gaining your strength, you stood up to your full height. “You knew, didn’t you? You knew exactly what you were looking for?” You accusingly asked the love of your life.

Klaus didn’t trust his voice, so instead he just shook his head yes.

“And you had to have threatened Elena’s life, huh? Because Damon would have never done this if you hadn’t.” You could feel yourself getting angrier as you put the pieces together. “Did Esther even kidnap me or was that part of the lie?”

“It was the truth! I just needed to know if your feelings were true!” Klaus yelled back at you.

Old insecurities bubbled up and you responded, “Why? So, you can make fun of me or use them to manipulate me?”

“No! You completely oblivious and infuriating woman. Its because I LOVE YOU!”

That proclamation got you to shut up. The only thing that broke the silence was Damon whispering a ‘finally’.

“We’ll let you have the room. I just ask Y/N, if you do decide to kill him be mindful of the furniture,” Marcel said as he and Damon exited his loft.

Awkwardly you stood there staring at Klaus in disbelief. Did the original hybrid you’ve been secretly pining for have feelings for you? It couldn’t be.

“Stop overthinking, luv,” Klaus called out, interrupting your inner dialogue.

“I wasn’t overthinking.”

“Sure, you were. Its what you do best. Anyway, your face scrunches up when you’re thinking too much. It’s cute.”

You looked at Klaus as if he grown a third head. “How do you know that?” You asked skeptically.

“Because I love you. I loved you ever since our first summer together.”

“You mean the summer where you held me hostage as you killed multiple packs of wolves trying to sire hybrids?”

Klaus shrugged his shoulders, “Not the ideal beginnings of a love story, but yes. And I do remember you coming on your own free will.”

“That’s because you were gonna let my friend die if I didn’t go with you!”

Again, there was another moment of silence. Both of you retreating into your own minds, remembering that summer. It had to be one of the best worst summers ever. On one hand you were falling in love and on the other you were falling in love with a homicidal maniac.

As you reminisced on that summer, you began to laugh at a random thought you had.

“What’s so funny, little hunter?” Klaus asked, curious of your sudden outburst.

“I just realized I probably have a worse case of Stockholm syndrome than Belle,” you responded between giggles.

“Belle?”

“From Beauty and the Beast. C’mon I had you watch that movie like a thousand times.”

Disregarding you describing your relationship as Stockholm syndrome, Klaus horribly joked, “Well you’re the Beauty to my Beast”

“Wowwwww. That’s was horrendously corny. I thought Kol was the only Mikaelson with such horrible jokes.” You replied as you looked up to the man of your dreams.

“Besides we wouldn’t work anyway,” you said, steering the conversation in another direction.

“How,” he asked in a whisper, pulling on one of your tight coils.

Knowing Klaus was using his closeness to you as a distraction, you moved towards Marcel’s tumbler to pour yourself another drink. “Most likely, you’ll be a manipulative asshole or go on one of your psychopathic tirades without any regards to my feelings. And I’m a hunter and you’re a vampire.”

“Well, luv, I hate to break it to you. You’re not a very good hunter, considering almost a good portion of your friends are vampires.” Klaus pointed out.

Automatically you flipped the bird at Klaus, and he responded by throwing his head back in laughter, causing the butterflies to flutter around in your stomach. It was one of the most glorious sounds you heard, and it was one that you didn’t get to hear too often.

“I’m serious, Niklaus. It’ll never work. No matter how hard I try to get you on the straight and narrow, somehow you still end up doing something devious and breaking my heart in the end.”

Klaus knew the conversation was getting serious when you used his full name. He took every word you said in consideration, but he was ready with his rebuttal. “Y/N, I’m trying to change. If Damon can change for Elena, then I damn sure can change for you.”

Smacking your forehead in frustration, you argued back. “That’s the problem, Klaus. I don’t need you to change for me. I need you to change for yourself. Change for Hope. Don’t use me as your emotional and moral crutch. You have to do this on your own.”

You were walking to the door when Klaus vamp ran in front of you. “No. You don’t get to leave until you hear me out. Then you can decide if you want this to happen or we can just remain friends.”

Following Klaus as a sign of agreeance, you sat down on the couch. You at least owed him this explanation.

Klaus grabbed your hands and encased them in his. “What I meant is I do want to change. I want to be a better father for Hope, and I want to be a better friend and lover to you. You deserve that. Hope deserves that. It just helps to have that reminder when your right by my side. I can’t promise to always be the better man. I’m still working on that temper of mine. But I promise to you and Hope, you’ll get a different Niklaus Mikealson than the one from centuries ago. Hell, a different one than from a year ago. Just let me love you the way you deserve until you tire of me, please.”

By the end of his speech, tears were on the cusp from falling from the both of you. Klaus was right that he was a different man than he was a year ago. So, how different could he be in another five? Also, you were pretty sure that if you really hated Klaus’ decisions you wouldn’t be friends with him, and you would’ve been long gone.

“I could never get tired of you. I love you too much for that,” you admitted, finally declaring your love to Klaus.

A smile crept on his face and he leaned his forehead against yours. “Really,” he whispered against your lips.

“Yeah, really. You’re my always and forever,” you whispered back, quoting the Mikaelson family motto.

Klaus pulled you into a kiss, marking you as his. Promising you a future full of love and passion.

When his lips did release yours, he replied back, “I love you, too. Always and forever.”

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Too Scary - The Mikaelsons

GIF by minavampyra

Pairing: None. Friendship with the Mikaelsons

A/N: A Halloween story for you. More coming over the next week or so. Just a little fun.

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You sat in front of the fire with a glass of whiskey wrapped in your hands while you stared at the flames. Another shiver wracked your body and you sucked in a breath. The Mikaelson’s gazes sat heavy on your shoulders as they surrounded you in their living room. You hadn’t spoken a word since you arrived half an hour ago and your silence had to be grating. None of them were the most patient.

You cleared your throat. “Could I—Could I stay here tonight?” Just forcing the words out made your head spin a little. Maybe you should focus on breathing. That should help.

“You know you are always welcome here, Y/N, but you sound terrified. What is going on and why don’t you want to go home?” That was Elijah. Of course, it was. Always direct and to the point.

They’d require answers at some point, you might as well give them to them now. “I can’t go home. It’s too scary.”

Klaus huffed a laugh.

“Niklaus,” Elijah snapped.

“What?” the hybrid asked and gestured in your direction. “She’s sitting in a room with four originals and asking to stay here because something else scared her. You have to appreciate the irony.”

Rebekah came to sit beside you and placed a hand on your back. “What is it, Y/N? What’s going on?”

You sat your drink down and dropped your head into your hands. They were going to have a field day with this. “My house is haunted.”

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About Time [Klaus Mikaelson] || Part 1

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PART TWO

pairing - klaus mikaelson x fem!vamp!reader

type - lil fluff, lil angst

note - request was: “hi can u do a klaus imagine where they are frenemys who are always teasing and being sarcastic w each other and turn to lovers yk? if you don’t mind!!” decided to turn this into 2 parts :)

summary - you and klaus are frienemies and realize that you two are in love with each other

warnings - mild language

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GIF by eternalmikaelson

“You know, I wouldn’t have to save you all the time if your plans were thought out,” you sneered, slightly annoyed.

“I can save myself. You just choose to save me because you like me,” Klaus smirked.

You scoffed and tightened your grip on his wrist. “Like you? Please, I’d rather get punctured by a stake than like you.”

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About Time [Klaus Mikaelson] || Part 2

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pairing - klaus mikaelson x fem!vamp!reader

type - angst, fluff

summary - you and klaus are frienemies and realize that you two are in love with each other

warnings - mild language, mild violence, makeout scene

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You kicked down the Salvatore’s door.

“Honey! I’m home!” You shouted and entered the house with your hands on your hips, posing all movie-like.

“I like your dramatics. Nice touch with the pose,” Klaus joked.

“Oh, I know. Thank you,” you looked behind your shoulder and smiled at him.

“I actually think you could’ve done more,” Damon said, coming to view in front of you.

“Oh, really? Like what?” You asked, raising your brows.

“An explosion would’ve been more dramatic,” Damon said and glared at you. He then lunged at you, to which you kicked him him the stomach, sending him flying across the room.

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•Klaus and Reader• •Warnings- Fluff and curse words•

You had a bad day. To start off the day you had got up to fix a cup of coffee only to have your coffee maker stop working. You then went to go get ready only to have the water be scolding hot or ice cold, there was no balance for some reason. Once you got out you picked out your outfit for the day with a pair of heels before doing your makeup only to have your eyeliner not work out, causing you to be even later than you usually are. Brushing it off you went to Starbucks only to have them screw up your order and write your name wrong on the cup! Once you finally got to work (let’s say a waitress) you put away your things only to have your phone drop and shatter the screen. Let’s just say it was a very long day full of crabby people and the world just being on your bad side.

–after work–

You parked your car in the drive way before getting out, sighing deeply. Walking up to the front door your heel breaks, “You have got to be fucking kidding me!” Groaning you walked inside, taking off your shoes and putting your purse on the table. After the day you had you just wanted to go climb in bed and cry because of how terrible it was.

“Y/n!” Elijah calls after you as you make your way up the stairs.

“What Elijah?” You almost snap turning around.

“I just wanted to inform you that Klaus will be here momentarily, and probably not in the best of moods.”

“Great. Who did he go out and kill now? A random person walking the streets?” You rolled your eyes walking up the rest of the stairs causing Elijah to raise a brow. Reaching yours and Klaus’ shared room you stripped down before changing into a pair of loose sweat pants and a ‘Twenty One Pilots’ band Tee (Or any other band you like.) before walking down stairs. Knowing Klaus would be in a bad mood you grab an extra blood bag from the fridge and pour it into a glass before setting it on the counter.

“Y/n! Y/n where are you?!” You herd your hybrid boyfriends voice boom through the house. “In the kitchen!” You yelled back grabbing yourself a tall glass of red grape wine, adding some Sprite to make it easier to take down. “Mind telling me what the hell you where doing at Marcel’s earlier?!” “What the hell are you talking about?!” “Josh! He said he seen you leaving Marcel’s!” “Yeah I did, yesterday. He needed a locating spell so I did something for him. Big deal.” You rolled your eyes taking a large drink of your wine. “You can’t just go behind my back and do stuff like that!” You finished off your wine before setting the glass down so hard you broke it, “Look here Klaus. Im not a child! I’m not your bitch either! I’m your girlfriend, you don’t boss me around. I will do what i want when I want! So do me a favor and be like the rest of the world and piss off.” You threw the broken glass in your hand on the counter before stomping out of the kitchen and up the stairs. You felt terrible because you let all your anger out on Klaus that was built up all day, but let’s face it you thought his facial expression was priceless when you told him to piss off. You had never seen him looked so shocked before. Closing the bedroom door you laid down looking up at the ceiling as tears ran down your face, you couldn’t keep in all the anger anymore. You let it all roll down your face; the name calling, shoe breaking, makeup screwing up and everything else that happened. “Y/n?” Hearing a knock at the door with a flick of the rest you allow it to open, revealing Klaus with his irresistible puppy face. “What’s wrong, Love? Talk to me.” He walked over sitting on the bed beside you, laying on his side looking down at your face. “Today has been the worst day ever. The coffee maker broke, the lady at Starbucks was a bitch and got my order and name wrong, I broke my phone, customers were even worse than usual. Then I come home and my heel breaks then I blow up on Elijah and you.” You tried so hard for the tears to stop strolling down your face. “Come here.” He laid down causing you to immediately put your head on his chest. “We will get your phone fixed. Elijah knows you’ve had a bad day, and I know it too. That’s why we both can forgive you. Why don’t I call in some Chinese takeout and we can lay around and watch movies for the rest of the day with no interruptions.” “Thanks Klaus.” You smiled cuddling into your boyfriends chest. He smiles before placing a simple kiss on your forehead, “I love you, y/n.” “I love you too, Klaus. Now call take out I’m starving!”

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Forget Me Not

A Klaus Mikaelson Imagine

Pairing: Niklaus Mikaelson x Reader

Summary: A witch has put a spell on you to forget the Mikaelsons.

Warnings: none, I don’t think

Word count: 5,869

Authors note: It’s been absolutely ages since I’ve written a damn thing. I graduated from college a month ago. My senior year drained me, honestly. I haven’t been able to work on my two ongoing imagine, nor write a single scrap of anything actually. So, when the inspiration for this struck me and I actually had time finally, I knew I had to write it. Enjoy and do let me know what you think!

Ever so slowly, you opened your eyes to the horrifically bright room. It was downright offensive that the morning sun shined so brightly when you felt so shitty. The pulsing in your head felt like it was alive. You curled up on your bed and tried to will yourself to back to sleep. Maybe you would be lucky enough to wake up again without a headache from hell.

You felt your body start to relax, but your mind wouldn’t cooperate. Your head really hurt. This was it, wasn’t it? You weren’t going to get any more sleep this morning. Worse yet, you were going to have to go downstairs and take something for it and wait in tired agony until the damn pills kicked in.

Mornings sucked.

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Birthday With the Enemy

Imagine: It’s your birthday and you’re all alone. Klaus makes an appearance on your doorstep to wish you a good night with flowers in hand and cookies, he’s the enemy so you’re nervous and you’re afraid to invite him in, once you do, he shows you how he really feels about you.

Your fingers tapped your thigh and you tried not to cry on your birthday. Your friends Bonnie and Caroline had stopped over earlier and were willing to give you a birthday party but you rejected it, not wanting to be the center of attention. They respected your decision and hung out with you all morning, but they left because of other issues. Damon and Stefan called to wish you a good day and you almost wished Elena called. But she spent most of her time with Damon and even her boyfriend made room to call. Find out who your friends are, right?

Maybe having a party wouldn’t have been so bad now. Being the center of attention was much better than being all alone. You treated yourself to a smoothie and bought yourself a lunch and sat all alone in the diner at your own table. Bonnie probably would have stayed but she was having difficulties in her life and the fact she made room to focus on you for a few hours meant so much, and you had to let her leave to manage her life.

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Best Friends Forever

Reader x Klaus Mikaelson

*Requested smut, read carefully ;)

Imagine: You are angry because you ex seems to be really hitting it off since you two broke up. In order to help you through it, Klaus Mikaelson, your best friend, shows up in your place. There, he decides to come clean about his own feelings. After that, things get a bit hot in your room.

Word Count: 3043

A light rain was pouring outside, matching your horrible mood. Today you had the misfortune of bumping into your ex boyfriend, Matt Donovan, and, to make things even worse, he looked like he could not be any happier, babbling about his growing success. Like you wanted to actually know that! Urgh! And that son of a bitch still felt in the right to comment about your life and fucking laugh about it. So what you had been going out and drinking more? It was none of his business.

Taking a deep breath, you turned on the radio. Music helped a lot to discharge the anger and keep your emotions together. Right now, it was exactly what you needed. Luckily, your girl power song was on: Beyoncé’s hit Single Ladies. A smile fastly appeared, as you started to sing and dance along.

“Acting up, drink in my cup! I can’t care less what you think.” You swayed your hips to the tune and rolled your eyes, wishing you were telling him that. “I need no permission, did I mention?”

“I take you are in a good mood, Y/N.”

The singing stopped and strangled scream came out instead. It took a few seconds for you to realise who had barged into your room, invading your privacy. After the fear went off and Klaus was laughing out loud, you frowned, angry.

“This is not funny. I could have had a heart attack.”

“You’re a banshee, I’m pretty sure you are able to predict your own death.” You narrowed your eyes. “I’m just kidding! I came back town yesterday and heard Matt was at Mystic Falls as well. Thought I’d come to see how you were doing.”

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Imported - Klaus Mikaelson

Summary: Based on this song by Jessie Reyez & 6LACK. You and Klaus make an arrangement to get over your past relationships.

Word Count: 5,123

Author’s Note: I LOVE this song, and this took me forever to write for some reason. I knew where I wanted to go, but actually getting there is hell. Honestly, I don’t know if the timeline for Klaus in this lines up with the part I tried to match in TVD, but just deal with it for the story’s sake.

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You, you’re in love with somebody else Maybe I could offer some help Get over them by gettin’ under me

It had been two weeks since Jason practically stomped on your heart. Two years of will he or won’t he finally led to won’t he. At first you chalked it up to him being away so much for work. Long distance relationships were a pain in the ass. But now he made it clear. How could your heart hurt so much from someone you never officially dated?

Your girls took you out for the night to get your mind off things. All you did was work and come home, so they though it would be good for you to get out. You pregamed a little at your apartment, so now you were buzzed, but you still weren’t feeling this little outing.

You sat at the bar watching your friends dance to the music. Your head leaned against your hand, your elbow sitting on the bar. Your eyes gazed around the bar examining everyone. The couple who couldn’t get enough of each other in the corner. The guy at the other end of the bar checking out all the girls on the dance floor. The bar tender trying to get a second to himself leaning against the back wall. Finally, your eyes landed on the dark blonde sitting two seats over from you. His eyes were set on his glass in front of him. He looked a little sad. Like his heart was broken too. Maybe that’s why you decided to speak to him.

“You look like someone just kicked your puppy.”

The man looked up, a slight glint in his eyes.

“I could say the same about you,” he said, a smirk on his lips.

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Issues - Klaus Mikaelson

Summary: Based off the song Issues by Julia Michaels

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Word Count: 2,292

Author’s Note: This song is perfect for Klaus. Don’t @ me. I love this imagine. Likes are cool, but comments and reblogs are better. Feedback is great, it lets me know what you guys like and don’t like, which helps me write better.

Bold and Italics are lyrics to the song

GIF by imultifandomstuff

I’m jealous, I’m overzealous When I’m down, I get real down When I’m high, I don’t come down

“The bartender? Really, Niklaus?”

Klaus smirked looking at his vampire guest across from him. “You will excuse my better half won’t you?”

“I asked you a question, Nik,” you yelled as you walked further into the room.

“That’s no way to talk in front of company, love.” Klaus just sat there with a content look on his face. Sometimes if felt like Klaus’ whole purpose in life was to get you riled up.

“I don’t care if you were sitting across from the queen of England! You talked to Camille about me!”

“She does have a psychology degree. I thought she could explain to me all these… mood swings you’ve been having.”

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